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Domesticity Memes

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  • big spoon/little spoon:
  • favorite non-sexual activity:
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  • most trivial thing they fight over:
  • who does most of the cleaning:
  • what has a season pass on their dvr/who controls the netflix queue:
  • who calls up the super/landlord when the heat’s not working:
  • who steals the blankets:
  • who leaves their stuff around:
  • who remembers to buy the milk
  • who remembers anniversaries:
  • Who cooks normally?
  • How often do they fight?
  • What do they do when they’re away from each other?
  • Nicknames for each other?
  • Who is more likely to pay for dinner?
  • Who steals the covers at night?
  • What would they get each other for gifts?
  • Who kissed who first?
  • Who made the first move?
  • Who remembers things?
  • Who started the relationship?
  • Who cusses more?
  • What would they do if the other was hurt?

back down south

here is my attempt to write smut

he climbs on to you as your back fell into the sofa. “w-what?” you said, blushing madly. you were supposed to be mad at him because he didn’t remember your birthday, even though you’ve reminded him days before. “i’m sorry baby i was so busy, why can’t you forgive me?” he pouted. his hands were at both sides of your head, and his face was inches away from you. “ugh whatever. i have to go now.” you tried to sit up, but then he pins you down by grabbing your hand and putting it on top of your head. you knew you couldn’t play “annoyed” anymore cause his face moved closer to you and he presses his lips onto yours. you squirm, trying to flip the situation here. all day today he had ignored you, work and work and work and he didnt even say a simple “happy birthday”, even though it would be fine despite the circumstances. you were so annoyed that when he asked you to come over, you had to remind him. and what’s even more annoying is that he made that secret shocked face and tried to play it cool and say “yeah i know, i was trying to say that to you at my apartment.” he was lying, obviously. so why did you even go to his apartment? you dont know why.
he broke the kiss for a while, moving his other hand to touch your cheek. before you could speak again, he took that opportunity to kiss you again, harder this time. his lips moved again yours and slowly, you realize you were kissing back. both of you kissed in sync, until he parted your mouth and you felt his tongue pass your lips. you fight for dominance, and now it became a game of two. it was hard, since it was your strong, controlling TC. he was a leader, a man held the class responsible and lead them to a better direction. with that much power, your body gives in and you let him do what he does. noticing the falter, he breaks the kiss and stares on to you longly. with not hesitation, he moves down to your neck and sucks harshly onto them. you yelped at the sudden pain, but became quickly accustomed to it. you tilted your head to give him better space and let out a small moan as his lips tickles your neck. your hands started making their way to his back and you held on to it, pushing him closer to you.
“ah, so you’re acknowledging me now” he smirked, “you really want me, don’t you?”
you looked away, not wanting to answer anything anymore. he’s still looking smug as ever.
noticing your temperance, he continued. he kisses your neck again, sucking more here and there, now reaching your collarbone. he unbuttons your shirt entirely and puts them away, now left with your bra. you wore one of your favorite bra, and to be honest you were expecting this to happen. TC was now moving his lips down to your breast where he now sucks the skin at. a few sigh escapes your mouth as they were a sensitive spot for you. for some reason, TC’s hands made it to your back and he unhooked your bra, taking them off. you came into consciousness and covered your breast, “h-hey!” but then he slowly pulled your hand away, “shh it’s okay, show me everything”
his eyes were dilated and his breath was deep. the way he said it sounded so hungry, your heart sped up. he moved your hands aside and kissed all over your chest as his hands trace the outline of your waist and hips. your face was hot and probably red, it was so out of this world that you can’t seem to control yourself. you were putty in his hands. he started to remove your skirt (or pants, whichever), and now you were bare naked with your underwear as your only clothing. “t-this isn’t fair…” you mumbled, expecting him not hear but apparently he did and somehow he did understand cause he sat up and unbuttoned his shirt. he did it so hurriedly that you thought “wow, he really does want me”
you were confused as he moved his face inches away from yours. he wasn’t kissing you, so what is he doing.
then you felt it.
his fingers crawled behind your underwear and he starts playing with you. you gasped, familiarizing this new feeling growing in you. you can feel your underwear getting wet as your breath becomes unsteady. you looked at him, and he looks at you, but all you see was hazy. he moved his head beside you where his lips hovered in your ear. “say my name” he groans. you bit back a moan, fighting to not easily give in to him. seeing as you werent doing it anytime soon, he clicked his tongue and stopped. you were disappointed and ashamed.
when he backs up, you thought it was over and you messed up, but then he unzipped his pants. you were nervous as you looked at the size. “don’t worry, just bear with it” he whispered, “it will get better”

he inserted as fast as blinking, and it did hurt at the start. you winced, starting to wonder why people even do this. he pushes deeper, and a new feeling arises. “it hurts!” you cry out, even though he doesn’t stop. “relax yourself, it won’t hurt when you get used to it.”
he continues to thrust and sure enough the pain ceases. he had a pace going on and your clenched hands were softening. the pace builded up a moan that comes out of your mouth, and soon enough he quickens his pace. the whole thing was constant, as he thrusts faster and faster, you were started to scream louder and louder. he then hits a spot that jolts you awake, arching your back.
“got you.” he growls.
he started to hit that spot over and over again that makes you cry and moans over and over again. “say my name, please Y/N!” he pants. “T-TC/N” you stuttered. you repeated his name again which faded through the pleasure sound you make. when you open your eyes, you saw stars, and everything smelled like sweat and him. you decided, right there, it was him. everything was him. it’s all you can think of; him, him, and only him. the fact alone makes you melt into his body, and you clawed onto his back to hold on to dear life. the constant pace was replaced as he leads you onto the climax. he thrusts into you deeper and hits the spot once again, making you scream. his pace grows faster and faster. you tighten yourself to him and you felt your body heating up.
“TC/N!” you cry out of pleasure.
He moaned as he released liquid that throbs inside you. your body grows limp and you shiver. he slows down, “happy birthday, Y/N”
this certainly was the best birthday gift ever.

Marriage. *Shawn Mendes*

*Y/N’s pov*

“Tell me, why are we here again?” I yawn and play with Shawn’s fingers and the ring around his little finger.

“Because of your brother getting married,” he chuckles and tucks a strand of hair behind my ear.

“Mmh, it’s just that I am so bored, Shawn…”

“Me too, if your brother and his soon-to-be-wife keep on talking like this I’ll be asleep within a second,” he whispers back and points to my smiling brother and sister-in-law. They’re proudly saying their vows, honesty radiating off of them with each word that leaves their lips. There’s a glint of love in their eyes and I can’t help but smile at myself. My brother used to say he didn’t want to get married and look at him now. He’s totally smitten, standing in front of the altar whilst looking at the love of his life.

“Promise me, Shawn, when we get married, we’ll keep the vows short and simple so people stay awake.”

“I promise, Y/N,” he kisses my cheek and takes his ring off of his little finger. “For you. From now on it’s a promise ring. I promise not to bore our guests at our wedding and I promise I will propose to you someday. Maybe sooner than you’ll expect,” he whispers and a small smirk appears on his face.

“Thank you,” I blush and smile down at the ring he’s just given me.

“So, you definitely want to get married someday?”

“Yes, do you?”

“If you say ‘yes’…” Shawn chuckles and looks down at our intertwined hands.

“Of course I will say yes. I love you.”

“I love you too.“

“What kind of wedding do you want?” he asks curiously and smiles politely when my aunt tells us to shut up and listen to my brother instead.

“A small wedding, with only our families and closest friends. That way I don’t have to slow dance with you in front of hundreds of people,” I joke. He snorts at me and turns red when my aunt and parents send us a disapproving look. I giggle softly and nudge his side.

“If that’s the only reason you want to keep it small, you can put your feet on mine and I’ll shuffle us around. I want a big wedding so I can show you off and brag to everyone about my gorgeous bride,” he whispers real quick, scared to get caught talking once again. I smile softly and look up at him. “You’re too cute,” I mumble and shake my head at him.

“And you love it,” he winks and wraps an arm around my shoulder. “Keep it down, you two,” mum hisses but turns around right after so she doesn’t miss a word of what my brother is saying. Shawn shifts uncomfortably and sends me a panicked face. I reassuringly kiss his cheek before replying.

“I do indeed love it,” I confess barely above a whisper and rest my head on his chest. He nods knowingly and pecks my nose to which I sigh softly. “Oh, get married already!” my aunt says whilst rolling her eyes at us. I feel my cheeks heat up and suppress the smile when I see Shawn’s cheeks tinged in pink. “On it,” Shawn whispers in my ear and I feel the butterflies swarming around in my stomach. 

What people probably thought once while talking to you
  • Aries: Take it down a notch
  • Taurus: Bored shitless
  • Gemini: I'm confused
  • Cancer: Get to the point
  • Leo: Exaggerating much?
  • Virgo: Is that really necessary?
  • Libra: Do you ever stop talking?
  • Scorpio: Bullshit
  • Sagittarius: Cocky much?
  • Capricorn: What the... fuck?
  • Aquarius: I am not high enough for this conversation
  • Pisces: Stop laughing