i am in a funny mood

faeron-the-wanderer  asked:

My guy, what's the name of the manga you've been reblogging?

Its called 

DANBERU NAN KIRO MOTERU?

Or in English

How Many Kilos are the Dumbbells You Lift?

I literally found it yesterday All thanks to @jake-everfree 

and its about these 2 girls which eventually turn to 5 

who want to start working out and going to the gym 

so theres Sakura Hibiki the blonde girl and my personal favorite whos basically just trying to lose weight cause she eats like Goku

and  Akemi Souryuuin the Dark Black Haired girl who is OBSESSED with Fitness and has a muscle fetish

And they get a BEAST OF A Personal Trainer named Machio

And he’s Just a Monstrous Intelligent Fitness Training Obsessed with helping them become Great!!

And the Manga goes in detail explaining Exercises.

Now I’m a Personal Trainer myself. I’ve been Certified the last 7 years and graduated college last year 

PS if you wanna hire me for online coaching just email me at jdownsfitness@gmail.com ;)

so I HONESTLY am Impressed with the facts they are spewing out. and THE MANGA IS F*CKIN FUNNY AS HELL! Because sometimes its slice of life fun.

Like a 29 year old teacher who loves to cosplay started working out so she could cosplay better 

and then it can turn into an ACTION BADASS SERIES just because Hibiki has Natural Gifts 

And everyones facial expressions will change to match the mood 

And its HILARIOUS, Its Fun, and just has so many things I appreciate as a Personal Trainer myself I LOVE THIS MANGA AND REAL TALK. Itss giving me 10x the Motivation to do better at fitness than OPM and yes even DBZ did back in the day 

SO GO READ IT NOW! 

https://mangadoom.co/danberu-nan-kiro-moteru/1

Its only 18 chapters right now! So Go Read it and tell me what ya think. Also 

@train-go you should check this out :)

And I can start another poll! 

Like I when I got 1021 people to read the One Punch Man manga way before the anime premiered :) Booyah! Let me see how many we can get! Making a video on this on my channel later ^_^

https://www.youtube.com/user/jaxblade07

Guide to Bpd: #4

SHOPPING LIST : DREAM EDITION

  • A friend that I can go out with.
  • A lover who actually gives a fuck about what I am going through.
  • A will to live.
  • Stable mood.
  • Chill pill for my anxiety.
  • Hopes and dreams.
  • A point to all this mess.
  • Belief.
  • Self esteem
  • Self care
  • Self control (at the aisle next to the lamps)
  • Around 1 kg peace (for my life)
  • A will to live
  • Anti-paranoia cream.
  • Clean-Your-Room™ energy drink.
  • GO-Out 2: Coffee Shop™
  • Ask if they have a refill for “Ability To Read Books™”
  • A pen and notebook to actually write down those billion ideas on your head.
  • Healthy Food™
  • A will to live
  • A very very large trash can for the Toxic:People, Ideas, and All the Jazz™
  • People that does not require you to “change”
  • An actual helpful therapist
  • MONEY
  • MONEY
  • MONEY
  • A will to live
  • Optional: If it is cheap enough, get a auto-pan that hits you everytime you try to say something dumb. Or just speak. (If not, remember to look out for discounts)
❝ I didn’t want to lose you...  ❞

Plot: Jungkook thinks you are cheating on him but in reality it’s something else entirely.

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Words Count: 2,5k+

Genre: Slightly angst / Fluff

For Anon, I hope you like it cutie! 

kyu.

Gif isn’t mine, credits to the owner!

Originally posted by yourpinkpill

‘Okay and then move your leg this way, Y/N.’ A voice instructed.

‘Like this, Hoseok?’ You asked, doing as he said.

‘Perfect.’ A smiled adorned his face.

You and Hoseok took up residence at one of the dancing rooms inside BIG HIT. You had been perfecting some choreography with him since he was a dancing machine. Both of you practiced long and hard, but only when he had free time so that meant it was mostly in the evening or weird times during the day. The melodic beat filled the room as you both got into position, starting to dance. The dance was an intimate one, and one you knew your boyfriend knew very well. There was much holding and touching involved. Your body moved to the beat as you got lost in the music, finishing off you both panted just as your phone rang.

‘Hello?’ You answered, short of breath.

‘Jagi?’ A voice asked, ‘Are you okay? You sound short of breath.’

‘I’m fine Kookie,’ You smiled at your boyfriends concern, ‘What’s up?’

‘Are you busy tonight?’ He asked.

Seok threw you a towel, to which you used to wipe the sweat from your neck, ‘I am with Hoseok oppa.’

‘Again?’ You heard him whining and couldn’t help but chuckle at his childishness.

‘Yeah ummmmm, he is helping me with something.’ You lied, biting your bottom lips, ‘Listen I have to go, bye!’

With that, you ended the call and held the phone against your chest and let out a sigh. You hated lying to him, but you wanted this to be a surprise. You wanted to show him that you really cared about him and what he did. You were a pretty great dancer, but nothing compared to BTS. Pulling the phone away from your skin, you looked at the lock screen shining at you. It was a picture of you and your loving boyfriend of a year.

‘Why are you not telling him the truth?’ Hoseok asked, pulling you out of your train of thought.

‘Cause I want this to be a surprise.’ You reminded before pouting ‘Please don’t tell him? PRETTY PLEASE!?’

‘Aish, how can I say no to that face!’ The dancer grabbed you in a playful headlock and ruffled your hair as the both of you laughed.

Your friendship with Hoseok was something of a best friend and brother all wrapped up in one. He was always there to listen to you rant and willing to lend a helping hand. After another hour, you both finished up and you grabbed your things and headed home. Pressing the code to open the door, you walked in and removed your shoes before placing your bag down. Walking to the kitchen, you saw some food laying on the counter and you couldn’t help but smile.

‘You pabo.’ You chuckled, grabbing the stuff and preheating it.

Sitting down, you all but scoffed the food down. You hadn’t eaten all day and this food made your body feel a whole lot better. Placing the dishes in the sink, you walked to the bedroom and saw Jungkook passed out. You figured he wanted to spend the night here and not the dorms. Walking to the bed, you stroked his head before going to the bathroom. You left a trail of clothing leading to the shower before putting the water on and stepping in. The warm water soothed your muscles as you ran your hand through your hair, just as a cold wind hit your back.

‘You are so beautiful…’ A husky voice whispered in your ear.

You smiled to yourself, ‘Did I wake you?’

‘Yeah but I am happy you are finally home.’ His fingers travelled around your skin, ‘Why were you so late?’

‘I was busy.’

‘With?’

‘Things’

You trailed off as you got lost in his presence. You loved the way he made your body feel. Just his simple touch made your skin feel like fire. His hands rested on your hips as he massaged circles on your hip bones. You pressed yourself against him but your tired body refused to become active. Pushing yourself away from him slightly, you turned to hold his face in your hands.

‘Not tonight,’ You pressed your forehead against his.

‘Why not?’ He asked.

‘I am tired. Can we please just finishing showering and go to bed?’ You asked, looking at the disappointment in his eyes.

He nodded his head and allowed you to peck his lips. Both of you got out the shower, dried off and changed into some clothing before crashing on the bed. He held you close that night, as if he was going to have you ripped from his hold. Soon the night turned to day and you left for gym at 5am and left him alone in bed. This routine followed for weeks to a point where he was just spending his nights at the dorm.

‘Yah!’ Yoongi scolded, ‘Will you get off the couch and go outside like a normal human?’

‘I left the dorm this morning.’ The younger corrected, not even looking at the rapper.

‘Going to work isn’t ‘leaving’ the dorm, Jungkook.’ Yoongi scolded, ‘And show some respect when talking to your elders.’

‘Sorry hyung.’ He continued looking at the TV.

The elder just sighed in irritation and walked to the kitchen. He found Jimin and Namjoon talking about something that seemed more interesting then his dead maknae on the couch. Walking to the fridge, he opened it to grab a bottle of water before walking up to his other members. Jungkook remained in the lounge with a vacant look in his eyes.

‘What’s up with the maknae?’ Yoongi asked, opening the bottle and taking a long drag of water.

‘Beats me,’ Namjoon stuck his head out and spotted the younger on the couch, ‘He has been like that for weeks. He goes to work and then comes back and does nothing all day.’

‘What about Y/N?’ Jimin asked, ‘Surly he goes to see her?’

‘Not that I know off.’ The leader sighed, ‘I wonder what’s up with him.’

‘Here’s an idea, ASK HIM!’ Jimin smacked the side of the elder’s head, ‘What type of leader are you!?’

‘Fine fine, I am going. Aish this kid!’ He rubbed the spot that was assaulted, walking to Jungkook, ‘Why so down Kookie?’

The younger stood up and walked away from his leader just as he heard Yoongi shouting from the kitchen, ‘Has anyone seen Seok!?’

‘He said he is with Y/N!’ Jin shouted from his room, causing Jungkook to tighten his hand into a fist.

There was something that Jungkook was, and it wasn’t a jealous man. He trusted Y/N with everything yet he started to doubt the trust. Every time he phoned, she was busy or with his fellow member. Walking into his empty bedroom, he slammed the door and pulled out his phone. Hitting dial, he waited for the other side to pick up.

‘Hello?’

‘Where are you?’

‘Oh hey, Kookie,’ You panted hard, ‘With Hoseok.’

‘Why are you panting?’ He asked.

‘Oh ummm-’ The call cut.

At that moment, every possible scenario that ran though his head was that of his lover with another man. The idea of another touch your skin, kissing your lips or even pleasuring you in anyway caused him to build with rage. Grabbing his hoodie and mask he ran out the dorm. He drove to your apartment and waited there for you. Pacing up and down, the hours ticked by before he heard the door open and close.

‘Where have you been?’ He growled through the darkness.

‘Oh my god!’ You screamed, ‘What are you doing here in the dark!?’

‘Answer my question.’ He walked towards you as the lights switched on.

‘I told you I was with Hoseok.’ You removed your hoodie, ‘I did tell you this.’

‘Why did the call cut?’

‘My phone died.’

‘Are you cheating on me?’ He question blunt, causing you to chuckle, ‘Is this funny?’

‘Well your question is, yes,’ You smirked, ‘I am not cheating on you, Kookie.’

‘Then what!?’ He finally snapped, ‘You spend more time with Hoseok then with me. You never want to be intimate with me and I am fucking tired of having a RELATIONSHIP WITH YOUR VOICEMAIL!’

‘I have just been busy,’ You shrug, ‘I am tired and not in the mood to fight with you. I have told you I am not cheating on you so take it as you wish. Now you either come to shower with me and then sleep or you go back to the dorms. Which do you pick?’

With that, he pushed pass you and slammed the door shut. You knew you should run after him and clarify this whole mix up, but you were tired and this wasn’t the first time he accused you of cheating. You were close to Hoseok, everyone knew that, but Jungkook had other plans floating about his handsome head. Sighing, you went to put your phone on charge before showering and sleeping. Tonight you were exhausted and the comfort of your bed had you drifting to sleep in a split second.

‘Where is he?’ The younger came bursting through the door, ‘WHERE?!’

‘Yah! Stop shouting you brat,’ Namjoon scolded, ‘Where the hell where you to begin with?’

‘At Y/N’s,’ He fumed, ‘You told me to leave the dorm, so I did, now where is Hoseok?’

‘I believe it’s hyung to you, mister,’ Said male walked into the lounge, fresh out the shower in some new clothing, ‘What’s up Kook?’

In a split second, Hoseok found himself stumbling back from an impact on his jawline from his maknae. It was a hard punch, but nothing to leave a large bruise or any damage. The elder’s quickly grabbed the younger before he could go in and add more issues to the situation. Jin held onto the younger who tired to break free from his elder’s grasp. He kicked and screamed, trying to get free from the hold.

‘What the fuck, Kook!?’ Hoseok yelled.

‘Are you fucking my girlfriend?’ He demanded, ‘Tell me now before I have to beat the shit out of you!’

‘What? No!’ He defended, getting to his feet.

‘Then why are you spending so much time with her and at the most random hours!?’

‘I ummmm we are just hanging out.’

‘DOING WHAT?!’

Hoseok knew he should tell the younger everything, but he promised you that he would keep this all a secret. A secret he was willing to keep even after being punched in the face. After much screaming, the members restrained Jungkook and all but locked him in his room to calm down. Namjoon checked Hoseok for any damage before they all went to bed with Yoongi letting the younger out later due to him needing to pee. The rapper all but warned him to not lay a finger on Hoseok as he slept.

‘Why don’t you tell him,’ Hoseok asked, ‘Like he did accuse you of cheating.’

‘Which he has done before.’ You placed your bag on the floor, ‘He will understand once this is all done.’

‘I guess.’ The elder sighed, pulling his cap lower and restraining himself from telling the tale of last night, ‘Ready to start?’

‘Yeah,’ You beamed, ‘The other’s gone home?’

‘I think so.’ He smiled, music blaring through the studio.

Meanwhile, a distressed maknae walked through the halls. He knew he should go home, but he was still pissed off. All day his hyung’s scolded him about wanting to kill Hoseok. Before everyone left, he noticed that his elder had booked out a dance studio for the night. Everyone else had gone home from his group so he figured it was a perfect time to get his proper answer. Walking down the halls, he bumped into Leehyun.

‘Not gone home yet, Kook?’ The elder asked.

‘No,’ He faked a smile, ‘I am looking for Hoseok, have you seen him hyung?’

‘Hoseok?’ He repeated, ‘I saw him in the dance studio a few seconds ago, he is with your girlfriend.’

‘Y/N?’ He asked.

‘Yeah, they were busy…’ The fellow lablemate trailed off as he saw that younger storm down the hallway, ‘I will never understand kids these day.’

Going back to his business, Jungkook stormed down the narrow walk way. He followed the noise of the music and was about to burst in, when he noticed the door slightly opened. The music had stopped and his eyes grew large in size as he saw you in the arms of Hoseok, with your legs wrapped around his waist. Both of you were panting and were about to speak when the door swung open with a loud noise.

‘So you are fucking her and you using the dance studio to cover up the noise!’ Jungkook accused, ‘Do you need me to punch you again, Hoseok?’

‘Fucking? Punching?’ You got out of the elders hold, ‘What are you talking about?’

‘Oh I see you haven’t told her.’ The younger fumed, about to lunge at his hyung but was stopped by you standing in front of the dancer, ‘Now you defending him!?’

‘WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!’ You shouted.

‘This!’ Your boyfriend pointed at you and Hoseok, ‘I know you are sleeping with him!’

‘Why the hell would you think that!?’ You demanded, before looking at Hoseok, ‘What happened last night?’

‘How about you remove that hat hyung, instead of hiding behind it.’ The younger smirked.

‘Jungkook punched me last night,’ The hat was removed and revealed a slight purplish mark on the dancer’s jawline, ‘He has this bizarre idea that I am fucking you so will you PLEASE TELL HIM WHAT IS HAPPENING!’

‘Oh god,’ You touched his jawline, causing him to flinch, ‘You are an idiot, Jungkook! I am not sleeping with him!’

‘THEN WHAT!’ He screamed.

‘Please tell him before I start having a phobia of him wanting to suffocate me in my sleep.’ Hoseok pointed out.

‘He has a point.’ The younger chipped in causing you to roll your eyes.

‘He was teaching me a choreography you idiot! I have been spending my free time learning the moves because I wanted to surprise you with it. I wanted it to do something we could do together and have you be proud of me!’ You explained as he stood there motionless.

The younger seemed to be paralysed as he heard you confess everything that now made sense in his head. The position he saw the two of you in now made sense and so does the late night sessions. He himself knew how busy the group was and that late evening seemed to only be their escape and rest time. He mentally slapped himself fifty thousand times before grasping you into a tight hug and kissed the top of your head.

‘I am always proud of you baby, not matter what you do.’ He whispered.

‘Yet you punched your hyung and accused me of cheating.’ You scoffed sarcastically, face smushed into his chest.

‘I am sorry, you know I am impulsive.’ He confessed, ‘I just didn’t want to lose you…’

‘And you wont, but you just have to trust me, okay?’ You asked, looking up at him.

‘I will trust you from now on, I promise and I am sorry.’ He kissed your forehead.

‘And no punching your hyung’s!’ You scolded.

‘And no punching my hyung’s….’ He repeated like a child.

‘Good boy!’

Painkiller

Sirius Black x Reader

Part 2

Originally posted by nellaey

„Slow down, please!” Lily’s voice echoed in the corridors as she tried to grabbed your arm. You felt dizzy, although the potion brought a relaxing feeling over your entire body. Lily stopped you in front of the Great Hall and cupped your face. „Look, are you sure you are okay?”

„I feel wonderful.” – you whispered a same tone as her before you pecked her forehead. She laughed at you as you stepped into the hall, heading to the Gryffindor table to your friends.

„Good morning to my favourite boys!” – you shrieked, kissing the boys on their cheeks. Remus smiled but frowned, Peter flushed, Sirius kissed you back, James grinned like a kid.

„Evans, what have you done to her?” Sirius asked with an amused face. Lily played with his hair; her eyes avoiding the boys’ face.

„Well, you know… she had this horrible headache, so I made her a potion… don’t look at me like this, I made it a thousand times before! But I probably added a little bit more bitterroot than I should… BY ACCIDENT, of course!”

„So, technically, you drugged her.” – James said, trying to suppress his laugh as you placed a lots of toasts in your plate before started to build a house from them.

„No, I didn’t!” She protest, and looked at you with a big sigh. „I should take her to the Hospital Wing. She can’t go to the classes like this.”

„Are you really want to deprive us from this? Look at her, she’s so cute, I wanna watch her all day.” You snapped your head up at Sirius words with a long „Ooooooh” and made your way to him. Sitting down next to him, you embraced his neck with one hand and murmured with a mellifluous tone, inches from his face. „YOU are the cute one, you know? So cute.”

„Well, if you insist…” He looked like a five year old kid on Christmas morning and you were his present. Lily jumped up. „Okay, I really take her to Madam Pomfrey.”

„NO!” – you yelled, standing up too. „I have to go to Magical of Care Creature. Magical for… Creature… so, you know. That.”

„Calm down Evans, we’ll take care of her. She’s just all funny, she’ll do no harm.”

Lily sighed again. „Alright, alright… But don’t do anything stupid with her!”

„What are you talking about? We would never do anything stupid.” James smiled, taking Lily’s hand.


Ten minutes later you were sitting on the grass between James and Sirius with a bowtruckle in your left hand, a quill on your right, and a parchment on your lap. As the time passed, you weren’t so exhilarated anymore, but you felt yourself groggy, so sometimes you just leaned to either James’ or Sirius’ shoulder, earning an even bigger sigh from Lily than earlier. „We really should’ve taken her to the Hospital Wing…” – she repeated.

„Lily, I’m fine!” – you assured, showing your drawing to her. „See?”

„That’s… a unicorn. We have to draw… where is your bowtruckel?!” She shrieked, but James lifted up his hand with two creature.

„Right there, my love.”

Lily shook her head with a smile and continued his work before you spoke up.

„James, wanna know a secret?”

„Y/N, for your own good, I suggest you to SHUT. UP.”

„Shhh.” James leaned closer to you, grinning. „Tell me.”

You giggled before you whispered so quietly in his ear, it was a miracle that even he could hear. „I’m in love with Sirius.”

He let out a girly scream, still grinning. „What did she said?” Sirius asked, leaning closer to you and James.

„Sorry Padfoot, I won’t tell my friend’s secret.”

He huffed, looking at you next. „Then you tell me, Y/N.”

You reached out and ruffled up his hair. „I can’t.”

„Keeping secrets from me and touching my hair? You playing a dangerous game, darlin’.”

A small chuckle left your mouth before you rested your head against his shoulder. „I know you secretly love it.”

What was his answer, you haven’t heard, since you fell asleep. But only for a few seconds, until you felt two big hands around your lower back, keeping you steady. „Easy there. Hey. Are you alright?” Sirius asked with a concern in his voice, lifting your chin up so your eyes could met. With a sleepy blink, you just nodded.

„I think she really should go to the Hospital Wing.” This time it was Remus, but now all of them agreed with him.

„No, no I’m okay, we still have classes.”

Sirius lifted you up from the ground and cupped your cheeks. „I’ll go with you to your dorm so you can sleep. Don’t worry about the classes, one day skipping is not the end of the world. Can you do that for me?” He stroked your cheeks with his thumb; his gaze burned into yours.

„Mhm. Okay.”

He told the professor you feeling ill, so he should escort you up to the Hospital Wing. Of course you didn’t go there but your dorm where he helped you to get into bed and threw a blanket over you.

„Need anything else?” – he asked, sitting next to you on the bed, stroking your upper arm.

„Stay with me, please?”

„Encouraging me to skip my classes?” – he said with a cocked eyebrow.

„Like it’s big deal for you.” He laughed. „Please. I want cuddles.” With an innocent smile, you batted your eyelashes at him.

His eyes widened. „You want me to cuddle with you?”

„Pretty please?”

„How could I say no?” – he sighed with a smirk as he crawled next to you, arms wrapped around you from behind with legs interwined. His warm body pressed to yours, his calming scent made you relaxed and sleepy again.

„You’re so comfy.”

„Am I?” – he mumbled; his hot breath tickled your skin as he buried his face into your neck.

„Mhm. So soft. Like a puppy.”

He laughed loudly and kissed your cheek. „Funny mood, aren’t we?”

You turned around, a hand pressed against his chest, an other cupped his cheek. He smiled at you kindly whilst rubbed your back, and you slowly leaned on, placing an open mouthed kiss on his soft lips. His hand stopped from the surprise, but kissed you back almost immediately. After you pulled back, you rested your head on the crook if his neck, with a smile on your face, ready to fell asleep.

„What was that?”

„I think you can recognize a kiss, Pads?”

You could felt his smirk against your forehead as he started to rubbing your back again gently. “S’all right. Sleep now, my silly girl.”


Masterlist

“But, if I didn’t get jealous, then we wouldn’t be here, would we?” (Luke Hemmings Smut)

“But, if I didn’t get jealous, then we wouldn’t be here, would we?” (Luke Hemmings Smut)

Summary: Luke gets mad at you, but you two make up with kinky make up sex.

Requested: yes

Warnings: Daddy kink, swearing, eating out, fingering, fucking, hickies

A/N: This is the first smut I’ve written, so I hope you all like it! Thank you to whoever requested it! Sorry it took my so long to post it, I was trying to figure out how to write smut!

Originally posted by coupleaims

“But, if I didn’t get jealous, then we wouldn’t be here, would we?” (Luke Hemmings Smut)

“Luke, calm down, it’s not that big of a deal.”  You say as Luke storms into your apartment.

“It’s not that big of a deal? Are you fucking kidding me?”  Luke’s voice booms as he throws the keys on the table.

“Luke nothing happened, I’m okay.”  You say reassuring him.

“No, it’s not fucking okay! You’re my girl and some fucking douche comes over trying to grind on you.  Grind on my fucking girl.”  Luke says throwing the keys across the room.

But as Luke keeps talking, you aren’t listening anymore.  You are too distracted about how sexy he looks when he’s mad.  His chest is rising up and down fast, as he talking, his biceps flexing, you keep growing wetter and wetter with every word his voice booms.

“Are you even listening to me?” Luke yells at you getting your attention.

You were about to say yes, but you like it when he’s mad so you answer, “No”, innocently.

“I’m thinking about the way that guy felt pressed up against me.  You didn’t dance with me all night, so all I can think about is him.”  You say walking closer to Luke.

“This isn’t funny Y/N.  This is fucking funny, I’m not in the mood.” Luke begins to say but you cut him off.

“The way he held on to my hips and grinding them onto his cock.  It’s getting me wet just thinking about it.” You say walking even closer to Luke.  “But right when I was getting so wet, you pulled me away from him.  What a shame.  I was so close, I mean you know how sensitive I am.”  You say smiling at Luke innocently.

Luke at this moment grabs your hips and pulls you close to him that your chests are right up against each other. “You are mine, not his. Mine.”

You feel the wetness pooling as he shows his possessiveness.  You look him straight in the eye and say, “Then prove it.  Fuck me.”

At that moment, his lips crash into yours, and you are up against the wall.  His hands move down to your ass, down your thighs, and he pulls you up so your legs are wrapped around his torso. As you’re wrapped around him, he begins grinding against your sensitive core, and begins kissing down your neck.  When he gets to right below your ear, he groans sexily in your ear, “You liked the way he grinded on you baby girl?”

You nod your head.  The moment you nod, he begins grinding on you harder and deeper.  You start moaning out, “Yes Luke, yes Daddy.”

“That’s it, baby girl.” He says kissing your neck.  “No one can make you feel this good like Daddy can.”

As Luke keeps kissing and sucking your neck leaving hickies down your neck to your chest, he pulls your dress up.  Your dress rides up to your hips, then slips your thong to the side.  He runs his finger up your slit and says, “Oh baby, you’re so wet.  Who made you this wet?”

“You Luke.  Please, please.” You say begging for his fingers.  

Without a pause, Luke sinks his middle finger into his wet core.  You moan at the feeling of his finger pumping in and out of you.  He then adds another finger and pumps them in and out.

“Do you hear that?” Luke moans in your ear.

You listen and hear the wetness of his fingers going in and out of you.

You moan in response.  As two of his finger pump in and out, he takes his thumb and starts rubbing your clit.  You moan out loudly and tangle your hand in Luke’s hair with one hand while the other is digging into Luke’s bicep.  

Luke kisses the sweet spot right under your ear, and continues fingering you.

“You’re close baby girl.  Just let go.”  He says quickening his fingers.

“Luke, Luke, Luke, Luke!” You voice gets louder as you climax.

After your climax, Luke, holding you, carries you to your bedroom.  Right when you get to the bedroom, you back Luke up so that he is laying on the bed.  He tries to stand back up, but you push him back down on the bed so he is sitting up watching you.  You stand in front of him and slowly strip down into just you bra and underwear and heels.

You walk towards Luke as he is sitting on the bed.  You stand in between his legs as Luke just keeps looking at your body, infatuated.  He puts hands originally on your waist feeling down to your hips looking at you with so much lust.  

You loved this part whenever you and Luke got romantic.  The way Luke looked at you made you feel like you’re the most beautiful girl in the world.  You feel safe, wanted, and loved.  

Luke stand up, brushes your hair behind your ears, and grabs the sides of your face and kisses you passionately.  His hands move down around you waist and he pulls you close to him.  After kissing, your hands move under Luke’s shirt which motions for him to take it off and he does.  As you two kiss more, your clothes and his clothes were off and you were laying on the bed with Luke hovering over you.

Luke first begins with making out, the starts leaving more hickies down your neck.  He stops at your breasts, and takes one of your nipples in his mouth and pulls at it.  He sucks on your breast until your nipple is perked, then does the same to your other breast.  As he sucks on your nipples, your hands tangle up in Luke’s hair.  After Luke was happy with the work of art he made on your chest, he kisses down your stomach, kisses up your thighs and opens your legs wide.
Luke first begins by licking up you wet core slowly, then goes down on you.  He licks and sucks on your clit, and you moan in response.  Your hands are running through Luke’s hair as he lifts your lefts so that they are hanging on his back. His tongue darts into your core feeling your walls.  He then replaces his tongue two of his finger pumping them in and out.

“Ugh yes Luke, yes.” You moan out tugging on his hair where he groans meaning he liked it.  

Luke’s fingers pumped in and out of core faster and faster, as he feels your core tighten around his fingers, he curls them and hits your g-spot.

“Cum for daddy, babygirl.  I want to taste you.  Come on baby girl, cum for me.” Luke says hitting your sweet spot over and over again.

You toes curl under, and you tug on Luke’s hair hard.  After you come down from your high, Luke tastes your juices and moans at your sweet taste.  When Luke lifts his heads up from between your legs, and when he makes eye contact with you, you grab his hand and suck his fingers.  He moans at the sight of this.

“Now, I’ve been pleasing you all night, now time for my pleasure.”  Luke lays down with his hands motioning for you to come over.  You know exactly what he wants.

“Daddy, you’ve been pleasing me all night, I think you deserve to feel good now.”  You say looking up at him with innocent eyes.  You pull down his boxer to reveal his hard rock cock.  You wrap your hand around his cock lightly, but not tight enough for him to get any pleasure from it.

“Please.”  Luke groans.

You pump your hand up and down for times, and lower your mouth on the head of his cock.  You swirl your tongue around the head, and then lower your mouth down.  You lower you head, then lift your head of letting his cock out of your mouth with a “pop”.

Luke grabs a fistful of your hair, and guides you head down on and up.  You begin to feel Luke getting close, but you take your mouth away.

“Babe, babe” Luke whine.

“Shh” You say kissing Luke while lowering yourself onto his hard cock.

You both moan in unison as you sink down completely.  

“Uh, yes, yes.” You moan bouncing up and down.  

As you bounce on his cock, you breasts move up and down, in which Luke grabs and kneads them.  

“Yes, baby.  Ride Daddy’s cock.“ Luke says as you ride him harder.

“Yes Daddy, yes.”  You scratch down his chest as you feel yourself coming close.

As Luke feels you coming close, he flips you two over and starts pounding in your relentlessly.

“Yes Luke, yes. Fuck me, yes.” You say as you start to cum.  Your nails scratch down his back, as you release.  Your legs are wrapped around him as Luke pounds into you through your orgasm.

You grab Luke’s head and pull his ear down to your mouth as your dirty talk him to his high.

“Come on Daddy.  Cum into my tight, wet pussy.”  At your words, Luke releases inside of you, his thrust become sloppier.

After you come down from your highs, Luke lays next to you, with his arm wrapped around you.

“You know you have nothing to worry about.” You say after a while.

“I know.” Luke says kissing the side of your head.  “But, if I didn’t get jealous, then we wouldn’t be here, would we?” He says cutely.


A/N: Thank you for whoever requested this a while ago! Sorry it took me so long to write, I just wanted to get this right.  Thank you!! Requests are open.  I will be updating my stories soon, hopefully.

20 things i love about you

1. the way your eyes light up when you smile
2. the stupid but funny jokes you make
3. the look on your face when you talk about something you are passionate about
4. the way you draw
5. how beautiful you look when the sun shines on your face
6. the way you always make me smile
7. how you accept me for who i am
8. when you’re telling stories
9. how puffy your cheeks are
10. the colour of your eyes
11. how weird you can get
12. your laugh
13. how you always put me in a good mood
14. how cute you can be
15. your hair
16. you make me feel like i’m worth something
17. your cheesy jokes
18. we can be silly together
19. how we both get along so well
20. the way you inspire me with your thoughts and emotions

Ask Memes;; Tumblr Post Edition
  • And then Satan said “put the alphabet in math”.
  • Sometimes I think I’m sassy and then I realise I’m just too sarcastic and borderline mean.
  • Do my dark undereye circles and unwashed hair turn you on? 
  • I love sunglasses! Am I looking at that tree? Am I looking at your dick? Who knows!
  • This is the police, open up, tell me about yourself, don’t be afraid.
  • Raise your hand if you’re a lil’ bit of an asshole. 
  • Why don’t people do random nice things for me? You know, send me a message, draw me, paint me, send me three hundred thousand dollars.
  • I am three years behind on math homework. 
  • I don’t like your clothes; take them off. 
  • What if you start making car alarm noises when people you don’t like touch you?
  • Hey, is your girlfriend seeing anyone?
  • I get butterflies when I think about myself. 
  • When you see a good body and you just can’t think of a good pun. IT’s dev-ass-tating.
  • Umm… hi. My friend wanted to know if you think I’m hot. 
  • To quote Hamlet, act three, scene three, line ninety two, “no.”
  • I never run voluntarily so if you see me running, you should probably run too because something must be coming. 
  • I’ve got a masters degree in being ignored. 
  • I will do a lot of things, but admitting to my mum that I’m cold after she told me to bring a jacket isn’t one of them. 
  • Dads are either too nice or assholes; there’s no in between.
  • On a scale of fake pockets to nachos, how good is your idea? 
  • I’m alive, but only ironically. 
  • I’ve been in a bad mood since two thousand and seven. 
  • No, you’re not as funny as me. Stop trying. 
  • Just suck my dick, bro. I said no homo like, five times. 
  • I love it when people try to hurt my feelings because I don’t have any. 
  • -sighs- Why am I better than everyone? 
  • I don’t trust people who can look good with messy hair. 
  • If my jokes offend you - one; I’m sorry. Two; it won’t happen again. Three; one and two are lies. Four; you’re a pussy. 
  • If I go to hell, I’m just going to torture everyone by continually asking if it’s hot in here of if it’s just me. 
  • My love is like a candle; if you forget me, I will burn your fucking house down. 
  • Let’s play a game called “Guess My Sexuality”. 
  • I’m angry and quite offended that you don’t have a crush on me. 
  • Are you from Europe because europiece of shit. 
Stydia Proposal

A series of headcanons about how Stiles would propose to Lydia, done with the amazing @rongasm

  • In the year of our lord 2019 or 2020, at a New Year’s Eve party, Stiles kisses Lydia as the ball drops. He smiles his little smile at her and she sighs in contentment, then suddenly “Oh by the way, I’m proposing this year, HAPPY NEW YEAR!”
  • Lydia’s reaction is essentially: fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck
  • Lydia is on red alert all the time, constantly on the watch for any sign of a proposal, a glint of a diamond in his pocket, ANYTHING.
  • Now Stiles knows there’s no way he’s actually going to be able to surprise her, she knows him too well
  • So instead, he decides to fucking torture her
  • He pulls shit like Jim Halpert did on The Office
  • Fake proposals
    • All. The. Time.
  • Several incidents of this:
    • One night they are walking back to their apartment after dinner and Stiles stops in front of a fountain in the park they are walking through. He goes down to one knee, and Lydia gasps so loud and she’s covering her mouth with her hands and he goes “…just wait a minute I need to tie my shoe”
    • One night, at a very nice dinner, Stiles just stops in the middle of dessert and looks at her. He goes full heart eyes, takes her hand and cups her cheek. Lydia’s internal monologue is: “oh shit oh man oh boy okay this is happening stay cool”. Stiles takes a deep breath, smiles like an angel and goes “You have lettuce in your teeth” before continuing to devour his chocolate cake
  • He constantly sets up things like this, and by September Lydia is so tired
  • So one night, he takes her out to dinner, and the waiter brings over two glasses of champagne.
    • He goes to one knee and opens his mouth to speak-
    • “Haha very funny Stiles now tie your shoe”
    • he smiles and goes on
    • “Lydia I-”
    • “Stiles I’m not in the mood for another-”
    • “Lydia Martin, love of my-”
    • “Stiles I swear to god-”
    • “LET ME TALK”
    • she stops and looks at him, carefully calculating the situation
    • He goes on to deliver the most romantic speech about his feelings for her you could have ever heard (I have not thought about it for a long enough amount of time to have that speech prepared for you I am sorry friends)
    • He stops talking and she just raises an eyebrow at him
    • “Okay…but this was fake right?”
    • He rolls his eyes so hard and shoves the ring in her face
    • “WILL  YOU JUST FREAKING MARRY ME?”
    • “This is your own fault”
    • “Lydia”
    • “You did this to yourself”
    • “Lydia, kind of just asked a really huge question, probably need that answered, my whole life hanging in the balance-”
    • “Well yes, obviously, but-”
    • “Yes?”
    • “Yes”
    • “Thank god”
    • and then he slides the ring onto her finger and kisses the crap out of her
  • The end
Truth Or Dare

Pairing: John Winchester x Reader
Word count: 1,397
Warnings: Smut. Unprotected sex. Cussing.
Challenge:  This was written for @deansdirtylittlesecretsblog’s Mimi’s Trope Challenge. My trope was Truth or Dare/Never Have I games

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