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First Aid Basics

I just got certified in CPR and First Aid last month with the American Heart Association. I wanted to share this information with you, because a lot of what we see on TV is not at all accurate as to what you’re supposed to do to actually help someone. Here are some of the topics that were covered:

First Aid Basics

Here are the steps you should follow when addressing a situation where a person may be injured/unconscious: 

  • Check to make sure the scene is safe- you are no help to anybody if you also get hurt
  • If the person is responsive: “Are you okay?”
  • If they are unresponsive, hit their shoulders hard and yell: “Are you okay?” to see if you can rouse them
  • Phone 911 and put the phone on speaker (you can delegate this task to somebody else if you’re not alone)
  • Have somebody get a First Aid kit (don’t leave the person if you’re by yourself unless the 911 operator tells you to)
  • Is the person conscious? Unconscious?
  • Check them for any obvious signs of injury
  • Check them for medical jewelry


  • Time is of the essence! Be decisive and confident. 
  • Don’t be afraid to call for help and assign people tasks
  • You can only perform CPR on a flat service. If a person needs CPR and is on a bed or in a chair, move them to the floor immediately. Don’t worry about hurting their head or anything, if they don’t get CPR immediately, their life expectancy is significantly less. (See my CPR post for full details)
  • Do not move the person unless the area they’re in is unsafe. If you have to move the person, drag them by their clothes and pull them to safety.

Adult Choking

There are both mild and severe cases of adult choking. In a mild case, the person choking will be able to make a sound or cough loudly. Typically these cases resolve themselves. 

  • Ask: “Are you choking? Can I help you?”
  • If the person cannot make a sound or cough in response, they are suffering from severe choking.
  • Walk around back of the person and put your arms around them
  • Make a fist with your dominant hand
  • Place your fist slightly above the belly button and below the chest bone.
  • Grasp the fist with your other hand
  • Give quick upward thrusts
  • If the person is overweight or pregnant, put your arms around the person’s armpits.

If you are unsuccessful in removing the blockage, the person will quickly become unresponsive. You will need to perform adult CPR and call 911.

After chest compressions (see above link) check person’s mouth to see if the thing they choked on is visible. If it is visible, remove it. Never going digging around in someone’s mouth


  • Call 911 and put the phone on speaker
  • Get a First Aid kit
  • Both these steps can be delegated to someone else if they’re around
  • Put gauze on the wound and apply pressure until the bleeding stops
  • Do not remove the gauze if it’s bled through- this will remove any blood clots that have formed. 
    • If the gauze is bled through, add more gauze on top and keep applying pressure until the bleeding stops
  • Clean the amputated part with water
  • Warp the amputated part with dressing 
  • Put the amputated part in a small plastic bag
  • Get a larger plastic bag and fill it with equal parts ice and water
  • Put the small plastic bag inside the large plastic bag
  • Label the bag with person’s name and time of the injury

Asthma (How to Operate an Inhaler)

People diagnosed with asthma will typically be aware of it and may have an inhaler on them. If someone has an asthma attack:

  • Ask them: “Are you okay? Do you need your inhaler?” 
  • The person will probably be able to give some sort of indication in response
  • If they need their inhaler: 
    • Locate the inhaler
    • Put the medicine (metallic capsule pictured below) in the inhaler if it is not already in there, it will click into place
  • Shake the inhaler to activate the medicine
  • Attach the mouth piece if it’s unattached (not all inhalers have one, it is not pictured below)
  • Remove the cap (cap is darker blue piece pictured below)
  • Have the person put their head back
  • Put the inhaler in the person’s mouth
  • Push down on the canister and have them breathe out slowly
  • They should begin to feel relief immediately, but you should still have them sit down and take it easy for a while
    • Call 911 if they are still having difficulty breathing after the inhaler has been administered

Bee Sting

Usually bee stings present only mild irritation and pain. If the person stung has a severe allergic reaction, you will need to call 911.

  • Get a first aid kit
  • Scrape away the bee stinger and venom sack using a credit card or something similar in nature
  • Wash the affected area with lots of soap and running water
  • Wrap a bag of ice in a towel and place it over the affected area for 20 minutes or until the pain is gone
  • Watch the person for up to 30 minutes for signs of an allergic reaction
    • Call 911 if they present any classic allergy symptoms

Bleeding from Nose

  • Have the person lean their head forward
  • Get a First Aid kit
    • Or have someone else get one
  • Have the bleeding person apply pressure to the bridge of their nose using gauze from the First Aid kit
  • Do not remove the gauze if it’s bled through- this will remove any blood clots that have formed. 
    • If the gauze is bled through, add more gauze on top until the bleeding stops
  • Call 911 if the bleeding lasts longer than 15 minutes

Heat Cramps/Dehydration

Can lead to heat exhaustion! These typically happen when someone is dehydrated and tries to do lots of physical activity.

  • Have the person sit down and cool off
  • Have them drink something with sugar and electrolytes
    • Water will work in a pinch but sugary drinks and gatorade are preferred

Heat Exhaustion

  • Call 911 and put the phone on speaker
  • Have the person lie down
  • Cool the person by pouring water on them or wetting them with wet cloths until they begin to act normally
  • Have them drink something with sugar and electrolytes
    • Water will work in a pinch but sugary drinks and gatorade are preferred
  • Wait with them until help arrives

Opioid Overdose

My instructor said that these will often happen in an unsafe or an isolated environment. Always check to make sure that the scene is safe- look out for needles. 

Naloxone is used to revive people who have overdosed on opioids. If you find someone who has overdosed on opioids you happen to have naloxone on you and know how to administer it, the American Heart Association recommends that you use it instead of waiting for help to arrive.


  • Yell for help
  • Call 911 and put the phone on speaker
  • Wait with the person until help arrives


  • Yell for help
  • Call 911 and put the phone on speaker
  • Perform five cycles of adult CPR
  • Wait for help


Seizures are abnormal electrical activity in the brain. Typical seizure symptoms: spasms, muscle rigidity, and unconsciousness. Seizures typically last between 60-90 seconds before the person gains consciousness. 

  • Do NOT touch the person who is having a seizure
  • Do NOT put anything in their mouth
  • Call 911 and put the phone on speaker
  • If there are people around, ask them to get a First Aid kit while you wait with the person having the seizure
    • Don’t leave the person having a seizure if you are alone
  • Move objects away from the person having the seizure so that they don’t knock into them
  • If possible, place a small towel/pad underneath the person’s head
  • If the person starts vomiting, turn them over on their side so that they don’t choke
    • If possible use gloves and an eye mask from a First Aid kit to avoid exposure to bodily fluids
  • After they come to, they may be bleeding from the mouth. 
    • Use gauze from a First Aid kit to stop the bleeding
    • Have them apply pressure with the gauze until the bleeding stops
  • Stay with the person until help arrives


Splints should be significantly longer than the injured area. They’re used to constrict movement, so the person is injured should not be able to move freely once the splint is applied. Splints are use to treat broken/dislocated bones. It’s very difficult to tell if a bone is actually broken or just dislocated, so don’t worry about it and just splint the thing.

  • Call 911 and put the phone on speaker
  • Get a First Aid kit
  • Both these steps can be delegated to someone else if they’re around
  • Put on gloves/eye glasses from the First Aid kit to avoid contamination from bodily fluids
  • Cover exposed wound area with gauze
  • Do not remove the gauze if it’s bled through- this will remove any blood clots that have formed. 
    • If the gauze is bled through, add more gauze on top until the bleeding stops.
  • Place a strip of rigid material underneath the injured area
  • Use gauze/dressing from the First Aid kit to secure the splint by wrapping material above and below the injured area
    • Never tie material directly over the injury
  • Have the person stay as still as possible until help arrives


Strokes are caused from blockage/bleeding from things like blood clots. Typical signs of a stroke: face drooping (or numbness), arm weakness (or numbness), and speech difficulty. There is nothing much you can do except wait with the person and try to make them comfortable until help arrives.

  • Call 911 and put the phone on speaker
  • Note the time that the stroke symptoms began (this will help hospital technicians)
  • Stay with the person until help arrives


Some First Aid kits will come with a pre-made tourniquet. If your kit does not have a tourniquet you can make one fairly easily. Tourniquets should only be used for injuries where the person is squirting blood. No squirting blood? Use a splint.

  • Call 911 and put the phone on speaker
  • Get a First Aid kit
  • Both these steps can be delegated to someone else if they’re around
  • Put on gloves/eye glasses from the First Aid kit to avoid contamination from bodily fluids
  • Fold cloth or a bandage so that it’s long and an inch wide
  • Wrap the the bandage/cloth two inches above the wound
    • Never apply a tourniquet bandage/cloth on a joint (like elbows or knees). 
  • Find a small stick
  • Place the small stick atop the cloth/bandage and tie it there
  • You can now turn the small stick to tighten the cloth/bandage
  • Have the injured person lay down and try to move as little as possible
  • Do not remove the tourniquet- even if the bleeding stops.
  • Wait until help arrives.

anonymous asked:

do you have any advice on how to draw bodies, hands,...

Hey! So I in no way think / claim i have the best skills or answers to give a really good tutorial - but i’m happy to share how i kinda go about drawing the body! ( The best answer though is just to keep practicing and drawing from references you find online or have in real life! ) 

But from what I know, I guess when I think about drawing the body I try and break it down into smaller general parts. Ie. Head, torso, hips, joint areas, and hands / feet. From there i draw circle-ish shapes to connect everything together and get a feeling for what pose i’m drawing. (I hope the doodles below kinda help show what I mean) 

Every artist has there own way to break down shapes, and some people need more or less guides when they draw, so if it helps try looking at a basic skeleton from google and finding what guides helps you the best! 

Once you know your break down points, a good practice you can do is find a photo online and try drawing mini quick versions of it on your computer, or with pen in a sketchbook (its okay if it looks super off at first so just keep going with it! ) Once you get the main idea out, you can start putting your lines together to get a base to draw on! ( When in doubt move your body to see where things might like up ie. the elbow kinda lines up with the belly button area, or the foot is almost the size of the forearm! It comes in time.) 

Once you get an idea on the body shape (or just general idea of where things go) you can start figuring out how to break down other points… ie hands!

For hands i draw out the main palm area then add circles to space out where the fingers will kinda go. After that i kinda make a feel for how the fingers will extend out. I find the top of my thumb tends to point away from my palm, and then drawing the little hand crack v thing helps add a little detail. Remember though looking at your own hand can really help when you are stuck trying to draw something 

Yeah I hope that helps! Again i dont claim to know anything haha! The best way to get better is practice, time, and the willpower to keep going! 


Klaus x Reader

Warnings: sex, smut, public sex

Requested By Anon

“You’re not looking.” You sighed and Klaus rolled his eyes as he poured himself a drink.

“I have seen you, I know what you look like.” He grumbled and you tossed a hanger at him which missed and left you growling under your breath when he pulled an amused face.

“You could at least tell me what you think.” You groaned at him.

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Your first time ♡ Ethan (smut)

Summary: You are still a virgin while your boyfriend Ethan isn’t. After accidently turning him on - multiple times, you don’t want to wait any longer and decide to give him your first.

Word count: 2.010

A/N: Hello, lovelys! Hope you enjoy this :) feel free to leave feedback. XX


After hopping in and out of the shower quickly, you wrapped your body in a big, clean towel. You brush through your hair and make a messy bun on top of your head. You rush back to the bedroom where your boyfriend Ethan was waiting on his bed, playing with his hands. He watches you in amusement while you go through all of your drawers to find a good outfit.

‘I don’t have anything to wear!’ you exclaimed dramatically. A closet full of clothes, but nothing you could wear for the planned occasion. Ethan chuckles. ‘Baby, relax. The party isn’t even that big of a deal, and I’m not planning on staying the whole night. Just wear something casual.’

You sigh in frustration, throwing a few tops that could be an option onto the bed. ‘Yeah I know, but I still want to look nice.’ ‘You always look nice. Even if you wore sweatpants I would still show you off,’ Ethan said sweetly. You snorted in disbelief and rolled your eyes. ‘E, you’re sweet, but no.’ You grabbed a pair of panties and a cute bra Ethan gave you as a present pretty recently.

You hear Ethan’s breath stuck in his throat when you let the towel drop to the floor, exposing your moist body. Before he could make a comment about it you put on the pair of underwear.

You could feel Ethan’s eyes on your back (checking you out probably) as you walk over to the other side of the bedroom, looking for body cream. Since it was fall your skin had been very dry and itchy, so lotion was a good solution for that.

You take the lid of the jar and put a big amount on your hands, before you place your leg on the bed and rub the cream into your skin. Normally you did this in the bathroom, but you were in a hurry and not doing your regular routine.

You weren’t even aware that you were giving Ethan a pretty good sight of your cleavage, until he cleared his throat loudly. You looked up to meet his eyes. ‘What?’ you asked innocently, not knowing what he was referring too.

‘Stop doing that,’ he said through gritted teeth. He almost sounded mad, and you were trying to figure out why. What was wrong with what you were doing? You were about to put your hand back into the jar when Ethan quickly leaned forward and grabbed your wrist. ‘Y/N, I’m serious.’ He narrowed his eyes, like he couldn’t handle looking at you. You tried to pull back, but Ethan was stronger.

‘I’m serious too! Let go of me,’ you said. Suddenly something in Ethan’s shorts drew your attention, and a quiet ‘oh’ left your lips. He had a boner, which he was trying to cover with his free hand.

It wasn’t the first time that you had turned Ethan on, in fact it was probably the fifth time. Or even the sixth time. But it was not so pleasant for him because you always did it by accident, and Ethan never could ‘take care’ of it. He always had to ignore his needs, because you were the one who rejected him time after time.

But why actually? Why did you wanted to wait? Maybe because you were still a virgin and Ethan wasn’t, which meant that he was more experienced than you. This irrational fear of thinking you weren’t good enough for him made you scared, although Ethan always made sure he was ready for you.

He wanted to ‘make love to you’, he once very genuinely said. It made your heart flutter. So why where you waiting? You knew he was the right person. He knew you were his. And sometimes you felt the pressure to have sex with him, because there were tons of girls waiting in line. But he was patient.

‘Sorry,’ you apologized softly and wiped your hand on your thigh. Ethan sighed. He was a bit upset. ‘You know, I don’t have any problem with you wanting to wait. You know that. But sometimes it’s hard. For me, at least.’

You furrowed your forehead and sat down next to him on the bed. ‘Ethan, it’s not that I don’t want it. It’s just that I’m… I don’t know… scared. I don’t want to disappoint you or anything.’ Ethan grabbed your hand while you were speaking, playing with your fingers. ‘You can never disappoint me, Y/N. And I will never hurt you.’

And in that moment, everything fell into place. You knew you were ready. You wanted him. What did you have to lose? Your virginity, yes, but was that really a loss if it was with the right person? ‘Okay, then…’ you whispered and looked him in the eyes.

There was a sudden change of tension; you could feel it in the air. You felt butterflies in your stomach, just like the first time you met him. ‘What, right now?’ Ethan questioned, not trying to sound too excited. You shrugged your shoulders and smiled. Ethan licked his lips and closed his hand lovingly around your cheek. ‘I’m going to make this perfect for you, I promise.’

You couldn’t help but smile when Ethan leaned in to kiss you passionately, without any rush and really taking his time. You were feeling a little nervous, but who wouldn’t be for their first time? You were glad you were on the pill (for other reasons than avoiding getting pregnant), because he probably didn’t have a condom.

You giggled when he took you into his arms and slowly laid you down onto the bed. ‘What about the party?’ you asked while Ethan kissed down your neck and chest. ‘Hmm… The party can wait.’ You watched your boyfriend in anticipation as his soft fingers trailed down your skin and his plump lips kissed every inch of your body.

‘You’re so goddamn beautiful,’ he spoke softly and looked up, lips curling into a cute smirk. ‘I’m lucky. So lucky…’ You smiled and felt something tickle between your legs. Now he was turning you on, you noticed to your surprise.

His lips went lower, covering your belly with wet kisses until he ended at your belly button. ‘Can I take this off?’ he questioned while his fingers pulled at the fabric of your panties.

You nodded and swallowed. This was it. This was the first time he was going to see you naked like this. He unhooked them quickly and stared at you in awe. You tried to close your legs, feeling very vulnerable once you laid there fully nude.

‘Don’t do that, baby. You’re gorgeous.’ Ethan got up and sat on his knees, giving you a good sight of his abs and toned arms. He got rid of his boxers and threw them across the room.

His member stood tall and fully erect, ready for you. Wow, was the only thing you could think. He was, eh… packed. The tip was a bit wet from precome, but you had to admit you were almost dripping yourself. He looked so sexy, biting his lip and his hair all messy. He took your bra off as well and left a few kisses on your chest.

You felt so safe and loved with him. He was taking all the time in the world and it made you more relaxed than you expected. He saw you looking at his member and slowly bent down and placed his elbows on each side of your torso.

‘This is probably going to hurt a bit, but just tell me and I’ll stop, okay? I don’t want to hurt you.’ You nodded and kissed him. ‘I’ll be fine. I trust you.’ Ethan smiled lovingly and replaced his weight to his left arm, while his right hand trailed down your body and touched your sensitive heat.

‘Ah,’ you moaned softly and almost jumped at his touch. You closed your eyes while Ethan started rubbing. ‘You’re so wet,’ Ethan whispered, smirking. He pulled his fingers back and took hold of his member. He pumped himself a few times before he placed his tip at your entrance.

‘You ready?’ he asked. ‘Yes,’ you answered. He looked down and carefully pushed himself into you. ‘Go slow,’ you murmured in his ear. He was already going at an unbearable slow pace, but damn, it hurt. Ethan nodded and groaned in satisfaction at the feeling of your walls clenching around his member.

After what felt like an eternity he was fully inside of you. ‘You feel amazing,’ Ethan said. His face was close to yours now and he kissed your cheek. ‘You okay?’ ‘God, you’re huge, E,’ you breathed out.’ 'Try to relax, baby. You’re all tensed up,’ he calmed you down and stroked the back of his hand against your cheek. 

A wave of calmness flood over you when he stared with nothing but love and admiration into your eyes. He kissed you a couple times more before you grabbed the back of his head and pulled his face close to yours.

You wrapped your arms around his muscular back. ‘You can move, now,’ you said, but you felt uncertain. Although Ethan wanted nothing but to pound you, he held back and started to carefully slid in and out of you.

You bit your lip and buried your face in his neck, trying to accommodate him. After what seemed like forever the pain started to go away, but it still felt very uncomfortable.

Ethan knew how you felt and started to kiss and suck your neck while whispering sweet nothings into your ear, till the point it actually started to feel good. Really good.

'Baby, I need more,’ you whispered against his shoulder and he started picking up the speed. When he added two fingers to rub your clit you moaned. An embarrassing, very loud moan.

Ethan smirked and looked at you with dark eyes. 'You like that?’ He asked, his voice dripping of lust. God, he was so sexy. He started to thrust faster, his hips slamming against yours. You let your hands roam over his back and moaned his name.

‘Oh, Ethan…’ He groaned and took one of your nipples in his mouth. A familiar knot started to evolve in the pit of your stomach and you couldn’t form words anymore. You were nothing but a moaning mess by this time. ‘Fuck, do you even know what you’re doing to me?’ Ethan said huskily. 

His warm breath on your skin almost took you over the edge. Oh, how could this feel so good? Ethan’s warmth and his manly smell, his body against yours… It was perfect. 'Ethan, I-I think… I’m gonna-’ you stuttered.

'I know, baby. Me too… Come on. Give it all to me,’ Ethan grunted. When your legs started to tremble Ethan’s thrusts became sloppier as he whispered your name against your cheek. He breathed unsteady and almost choked on his own breath as he came hard and released himself in you.

You closed your eyes while it felt like you were going to combust, your orgasm wrecking your body. You pulled your boyfriend closer to you, hands tangled in his curls as you cried his name. As Ethan’s forehead was pressed against yours he rode your orgasms out.

You stroked his back while he placed a chaste kiss on your shoulder. After the orgasm had slowly ebbed away, he pulled out. Your head was still spinning from what just happened.

‘Hmm… That was amazing,’ you told him, cheeks flushed. ‘God, yes. I love you so much, Y/N,’ he said softly. ‘I love you too,’ you whispered as your lips curled into a big smile. Ethan leaned on his elbows again and started to place sweet kisses between your breasts and slowly going down.

He placed his chin onto your belly without leaning on you with his entire weight, looking up to you from underneath his long eyelashes. You had a certain suspicion of what was about to come. ‘Ready for another round?’

Virgin (Luke)

Rating: R

Pairing: Luke x Y/N

Request: No

Summery: Bad boy Luke takes nerdy Y/N’s V card. 

I’ll admit it, I’m a virgin. It’s not like I’m saving myself til marriage or anything special like that, but I wasn’t going to whore myself out like a prostitute either. I mean, no one’s ever tried anything with me. Mostly because I was the nerdy girl in the class. 

The pencil behind the ear, thick glasses and sweater type of girl. I’m smart, and kind of a know-it-all. So as you can see, no one wants to have sex with the boring smart girl. I didn’t have that many friends as a result of this.

“Alright class, settle down. We have a new student.” Ms. Martins said, motioning to the tall blonde boy next to her. He had a black lip ring and ripped black skinny jeans. I could see a rose tattoo peaking out from under his black and white striped shirt. “Luke, would you like to introduce yourself.”

“Well, I’m Luke Hemmings. I moved here from Sydney. I like bands.. That’s about it.” He says, playing with his lip ring. I could already tell he was going to be popular, just by the way he stands. Not to mention Kristen Matters was already swooning over him. I could almost guarantee that he would be sitting at the popular kids table at lunch. 

“Alright then, why don’t you go sit next to Y/N in the back.” Ms. Martins instructs before beginning to start class. Luke sits next to me, staring. He had this bad-boy, intimating aura about him that made me shrink in my seat. I quickly jotted down the notes as they left Ms. Martin’s mouth, Luke just stared at me.

“Y/N was it? Beautiful name, darling.” Luke says, leaning closer to me. I almost don’t hear him as I’m too focused jotting down notes. He outstretches his hand to me, I look at him with a puzzled expression. “Shake my hand, darling.”

“Why?” I ask, slowly reaching my hand to his, he takes my hand and kisses it.

“Your skin is so soft.” He mumbles as he pulls away.

“Mr. Hemmings,  I’m sorry to interrupt the love-feast going on with Ms. Y/L/N but I’m sure we wouldn’t want the principle to talk to you on the first day.” Ms. Martins says, the entire class turns back to stare at us. I feel heat rise in my cheeks as I snatch my hand away from Luke and put my head down.

Ms. Martins went on teaching and I quickly jot down the notes, refusing to look at either Luke or any of my peers. Every so often, one of them would sneak a glance back at me and Luke. This didn’t seem to phase him but made me blush.

“Y’know, you’re cute when your flustered.” He whispers to me.

“Please, Luke. Just leave me alone.” I whisper back. 

“Why? You scared you’re gonna start liking me and stop focusing on your studies.” He suggests. “Or is it that you’re a virgin and have no idea what the fuck you’ll do and are scared to embarrass yourself?”

“Leave me alone, Luke.” I snap a bit too loudly. 

“Mr. Hemmings, one more time and I send you to the principal’s office.” Ms. Martins snaps.

“Sorry, teach. I’m a bit distracted by Y/N.” Luke says, causing eyes to dart my way. 

“How so?” Ms. Martins asks, knowing my meek and quiet demeanor. 

“Oh you know.” Luke shrugs. Ms. Martins rolls her eyes and continues to teach. This has been the longest class ever. Class continues as such, Luke getting in trouble and me avoid glances. Eventually, the lunch bell rings and I scurry off to the cafeteria. As I wait in the lunch line, Kristen Matters and her friends stand behind me. 

“That Luke guy is so hot! You should totally date him, Kristen!” One of Kristen’s squeaky high pitched voiced friends say to her. 

“I know right! They’d be so cute together! I bet he’d be a good fuck too! Right, Kristen?” Another friend says. 

“Yeah, we could do it in my car after prom or something.” Kristen says. “But the fucks up with that Y/N chick? I didn’t even know she existed until he was like oogling her!” 

“And like, how could she just reject him like that? For a nerd, she’s pretty fucking stupid.” The first friend says. I ignore them and take my food to the library, on my way out seeing Luke sitting at the popular table. School passes and buzzes with the gossip of the new kid. I board my bus and sit at the front, the bad kids sit at the back. 

“What are you doing here?” I ask as Luke walks down the slim isle way. 

“This is my bus. What are you doing here?” I question.

“This is my bus.” Luke says, taking a seat next to me. “Mind if I sit here?” 

Yes.” I say.

“Too bad. Guess you’ll just have to live with seeing me every day until you graduate.” Luke smiles. I groan and scoot closer to the window, Luke’s leg touches mine. I feel him put his hand on my exposed knee, I cross my legs. “You’re a virgin, aren’t you?”

“Shut up, so what.” I say, crossing my arms over my chest.

“So that means you’ve never had an orgasm.” Luke says.

“Shut up, Luke.” I say, irradiated by his forwardness. 

“Oh, poor Y/N, she’s never had an orgasm.” He chuckles. “What are you like religious or something? No sex til marriage type of thing?” 

“No, I’m just not one of the many harlots you spend your time with.” I state.

“You mean Kristen and her friends?” He says. I nod. “You know maybe you’d get laid if you weren’t such a stuck up bitch.” 

“And maybe if you weren’t such a filthy minded pig we could have had a civilized conversation about the weather and such.” I huff, recrossing my arms. Luke rolls his eyes and looks the other way. The bus comes to a stop on Maple drive. Luke starts to get up and leave the bus, sadly this was also my stop. I ended up walking behind Luke as we both headed home. 

 “What? Are you hear to harass me some more? Or say you’re sorry and give me head?” Luke snaps at me, his black messenger bag slinging off his shoulder. 

“None of the above, I’m heading to my house.” I said pointing to my house.

“Fuck, you live next door from me? So there’s literally no way to avoid you? Oh no.” Luke says. I groan and just speed walk to my house. Luke watches me enter before continuing on to his home. I finish up some homework and eat dinner. I then lay on my bed in my underwear and a big teeshirt reading a book. I hear a tap at my window. 

Luke pears in from behind the window, perched on the roof. I walk over and open it. 

“What the hell are you doing here?” I snap at him.

“Well hello to you too. Can I come in?” Luke asks still perched.

“How the hell did you get up here?” I ask.

“Hopped your fence and climbed up the side.” He states. “I’m enjoying this outfit selection.”

“Shut up. Why are you here?” I mark the page I was reading and return it to my shelf. “I swear if you say ‘to get head’ or anything along those lines I’ll push you out the window.”

“I wanted to say sorry for teasing you. I mean, it’s not your fault you’ve never had an orgasm. I mean probably.” He says.

“Sorry my sex life isn’t as interesting as yours, Luke. But not a lot of people want to sleep with a girl who dresses like a catholic school girl.”

“I do.” Luke says.


“I want to sleep with you.” Luke says.

“You know I’m a virgin?” I inquire, very confused that someone would find me remotely attractive. 

“Only makes you hotter. You know how hot it is for a guy to like.. Mark his territory. Like when America landed on the moon. It’s kinda like that.” Luke rambles, I notice a bulge in his jeans. “So, Y/F/N, can I take your virginity?”

“I- sure. Yes. You can take my virginity.” I say, blushing as I say the words. Luke grins and locks my door. 

“You’ve kissed a boy before, right?” 

“Yeah..” I blush. Luke gently cups my face before pressing his lips to mine. I kiss back timidly, he brings his tongue to my bottom lip. I open my mouth and let him explore. I feel butterflies in my stomach as Luke pulls me into his lap. I straddle him, arms loosely hanging around his neck. Luke starts to kiss down my neck and I gently pull on his hair, making him groan. He leaves hickeys down my neck and too the collar of my shirt. 

“C-can I take your shirt off?” I ask, shifting on his lap. He lets out a breathy groan. 

“Please, darling.” He smirks. I meekly take it off and put it on the floor. I admire his toned physic. I gently place a kiss by his ear and down his neck, his body is tense and breathing hard. I start to suck on an area wear his neck and shoulders meet. “Princess, you’re gonna make me cum in my pants by how fucking innocent you are. Can I please get you started on so you actually can loose your virginity?”

I nod and Luke quickly flips us. Luke gently removes my shirt, biting his lip ring as he takes in the sight of my bare breasts. He places kisses to each nipple before taking one between his teeth gently. I throw my head back on the bed and arch my back.

“I see someone likes that.” He says cockily. He leaves my breast and starts down to my naval. He places a kiss on my belly button, making me giggle. He then leans down farther and pulls my blue panties down with his teeth. i gasp at the sudden temperature change on my clit. “Easy there, darling.”

Luke spread my legs, placing a kiss just above my clit before slowly kissing down. I groan at his teasing, he chuckles and licks a long stripe up my folds. I groan and tangle my fingers in his hair. Luke circles my clit with his tongue before licking a flat stripe from the bottom to the top. All I knew was pure pleasure as my legs shook with pleasure.

“Mmm, you like this don’t you?” Luke hummed on my cunt.

“Fuck you, Luke.” I groaned out. He pulled away from me, his face dripping with my juices.

“Well that’s no way to talk to the guy that’s gonna give you your first orgasm?” Luke asks, tilting his head. I sit up and grab his face, pressing my lips to his. He smirks into the kiss and grabs my breast, making me groan. 

“Please, Luke.” I beg, breaking the kiss. Luke’s eyes roll in the back of his head at my words.

“Fuck, Y/N. It’s so hot when you beg me.” Luke groans, rubbing himself through his jeans. “Please, princess.”

“Luke please fuck me, I’m so fucking desperate. I need your big cock.” I groan, my eyes fluttering shut. Luke smirks and kisses me, I lay back on the bed.

“Who would have known the nerdiest girl in school was so desperate for the bad boy’s dick.” Luke chuckles, unzipping his pants. He aggressively tries to yank them down. His erection visible through his grey boxers. “Enjoying the view, sugar? You can touch it princess, no need to be scared of it.”

I gingerly reach my hand out and stroke him through his boxers, he bites his lip as he watches me. I slowly pull down his boxers and gawk. He’s bigger than I thought. 

“Are you sure this’ll fit?” I ask timidly, looking up at him through hooded eyes. 

“You virgins are so cute.” He says, seeming to strain against his urge to bang me into an oblivion.  “Always asking strange questions. Of course it’ll fit, just be a little snug.”

I slowly reach my hand out to his erection. I place a kiss to the tip, making him hiss. I then slowly pump him in my hand, he bites his lip. I look up to him, batting my eyelashes. 

“Y/N, I’m seriously going to cum if you don’t stop.” Luke says, I slowly stop. “There’s a condom in the back pocket of my jeans. Grab that for me?” 

I reach into the back pocket, shaking from anticipation. I hand him the foil package. Luke leans over and kisses my forehead as he rolls the condom onto the length.

“You can tell me whenever you want to stop and we will.” Luke states, I nod and he kisses me again. I then lay down on the bed, legs spread. He then settles between my legs, kissing my neck as he slowly places his tip to my entrance. “Ready?”

“Ready.” I say. Luke slowly pushes himself into me. I his at the sting of my walls stretching around him. 

“Holy fuck you’re tight.” He groans, wheezing. He then bites his lip and throws his head back. “Can I move?”

“It feels weird but yes.” I say, biting my lip. Luke slowly moves his hips, I scrunch my face. A lone tear trails down my cheek, Luke slowly reaches his hand down and quickly rubs my clit. Luke continues to slowly pump in and out of me, going deeper and deeper each time. 

“HOLY FUCK!” I groan, thrusting my hips up. 

“I think we just found your G-spot, princess.” Luke chuckles. “Let’s play with that.”

Luke thrusts into that spot again, hard. I squeal raking my nails down his back. Luke picks up speed and thrusts into my G-spot. I lean up to his neck and press kisses down it. I feel my walls clench around him as my orgasm grows near. 

A wave of pleasure washes over me, I squeal and rake my nails down his back, leaving marks. I thrust my hips up to meet him. Luke groans and kisses me. He aggressively starts thrusting into me, I feel him release into the condom. I squeal in pleasure as it finally ends.

Luke pulls out and rolls over next to me. I whimper at the sudden emptiness and roll over to face him. Luke is panting and looking up at the ceiling. 

“I can’t believe it, I just fucked the school nerd.” He chuckles. “You’re really good in bed, Y/N. We should do this more often.”

“Thanks, Luke. We should totally do this again.”  


[INSTAGRAM] 170409 Bae Sungjae’s Ten update

sbs_ten#우리술 의 유일한 개인기 팔 빨리 돌리기👍 너무 빨라.. 안보여…! #김청하 #김소혜 #프로듀스1077 #배성재 #배텐 #배성재의텐

#OurAlcohol’s unique talent is spinning her arms quickly 👍 So fast.. I can’t see…!


Chungha: The extension was originally “you ready?” like this. But I changed it to this. To be honest, this isn’t extremely fast but if I wanted to make it extremely fast my arms would go flying. 

DJ: We can see your belly button, is that ok?

Chungha: Belly button bow~ [T/N: childish name for a deep bow]

DJ: Please show us a performance version.

Chungha: How should I show you? What kind?

DJ: The fastest.

Sohye: The fastest!

Chungha: The fastest?

Sorry Not Sorry

Shawn Mendes x Reader




Word Count- 1539

Request/Summary- Hi is there any chance you could do a Shawn imagine where he wins an award and during his acceptance speech he thanks his wife and daughter who are at home and accidentally lets it slip that his wife is pregnant again (cause I feel this would be something the poor boy would do because he would be so excited to tell people ). Thank you

A/N- this is fucking adorable the second i read this request i could picture it in my head oh my god I’m so excited please enjoy, and guests whaaaattttt I’m taking it to the next level so anon, thank you very much

also this is the year 2024, so Shawn is 26, but his career is still thriving and he is a family man and he is sooooo happy

Good luck my darling I love you! Lydia is staying up to watch so you better win, but we will love you no matter what happens!, You shoot a quick text to Shawn as you turn on the TV. 

“Alright baby you can have one popsicle while we wait for daddy to come on okay?” You lean down to Lydia as she stands in front of the freezer. 

“Oh mama…” She sighs. 

“Yeah baby, what’s wrong?” You ask concerned. 

“Mama I’m confused.” She sighs once again. 

“About what Lyd?” You sit on the floor with your back on the fridge. 

“Mama, I want the orange popsicle for me, but I want the strawberry popsicle for daddy.” Lydia sighs, she is genuinely sad at her conflict. 

“Aw baby!” You laugh, “What do you mean you want a popsicle for daddy?”

“Well the orange popsicle is my favorite, but if I don’t eat the strawberry popsicle daddy will lose.” She begins to tear up, “And I don’t want daddy to lose…”

“Well how about this baby,” You begin, “You can have the orange popsicle and I will have the strawberry popsicle for daddy. How does that sound?”

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” She pulls out the two popsicles and runs to the couch, “Well come one mama! We can’t miss daddy!”

You laugh as you shut the freezer door and walk over to the couch where your three year old daughter is sitting. She is wearing her pink fuzzy socks and her Sofia the First night gown. As soon as we sat down the host announced Shawn’s performance and we watched as he took the stage. 

“THAT’S MY DADDY!” Lydia screams as she gets up from the couch and stands about two feet from the TV. You watch as Shawn walks onto the stage with his guitar around his back. His collared shirt is fit perfectly to his lean body.

“Mama hold my popsicle!” Lydia shoves her popsicle into your grip. 

“Lyd…” You stare sternly at her. 

“Sorry mama… please hold my popsicle while I listen to daddy.” She says while flashing her puppy dog eyes. 

“That’s much better baby.” You kiss her cheek before she quickly turns back around to watch her dad. She dances in circles throughout the entire song and you have just about as much enjoyment watching her little curls bounce, as you do watching Shawn perform.

Lydia calms down shortly after he finishes performing and once his award is up you begin to get nervous. “And the award for song of the summer goes to…” The celebrity guest says into the microphone, “SHAWN MENDES!” 

“DADDY!” Lydia screams as a shot of a very happy Shawn pops up on the screen. The cameras follow him as he walks to the stage where he is supposed to accept his award. 

Shawn happily grasps the award as he runs his free hand through his hair. “Wow…um wow!” He begins, “I can’t believe it. Thank you, thank you, thank you. I have two groups, I guess, of people to thank. Obviously my fans are everything to me. They brought me here and as cliche as it is, I genuinely wouldn’t be here without them. I also want to thank all of my friends, family, and loved ones that have supported me for the long run. Especially my little family. My daughter, Lydia, has changed my life forever and my wife, (Y/N) is my best friend. She is also superwoman because she is at home alone taking care of Lydia with another little one on the way, so (Y/N) thank you and I love you.”

Then he pauses. His face kind of goes blank as if he is trying to remember what he says and then he remembers that millions of people are watching him live right at that moment. A blush rises to his cheeks as he realizes what he just did.  A beautiful little secret that you and Shawn had kept to yourselves (with a lot of difficulty) had just been mistakenly revealed to the entire world and honestly… you couldn’t be more excited. You had told Shawn about your second pregnancy as soon as you found out, literally. As soon as you saw the three little positive marks on each of the pregnancy tests you ran right to the couch where your husband was relaxing. It was completely unexpected, but the perfect surprise. 

“Oh man, ohh I was not supposed to say that. (Y/N) I am so sorry that it came out this way!” He then turns to the side to give an I don’t know what to say face to Andrew who was standing to the left of the stage “Hi Lyd baby! Mommy and daddy haven’t gotten to tell you yet and daddy just ruined the surprise, but guess what? You’re going to be a big sister!” He gently leaned into the camera as if he was talking to his little girl face to face. 

“Alright I have already said way to much so I am going to just end with a simple, thank you.” He smiles and gave a quick wave and then rushes off the stage. 

You have the biggest smile on your face when your little girl turns around to look at you with her eyes and mouth wide open.

“Mama for real?” She asks.

“Yeah baby. Mama’s got a little brother or little sister in her tummy.” You place a hand on your lower stomach. Lydia walks up to you and points to your belly button when you pull your hand away. 

“Brother?” She asks in awe.

“Or a sister.” You smile. 

“Hello.” She presses her nose to your belly button. Your heart skips a beat and you only wish your husband was here to see this. “I think I love you.” She whispers her brother or sister. Lydia brings tears to your eyes. 

“Did daddy mess up?” She asks confused.

You immediately laugh before saying, “A little bit baby, but its okay. We were planning on finding a fun way to tell you together, but this was kind of fun right?”

“Mhmm!” She agrees. 

You have some explaining to do to a certain little girl! You text Shawn.  

He replies right away by saying, Can we FaceTime?

“Do you want to FaceTime daddy?” You ask Lydia. 

“Yes! Yes! I miss daddy!” She yells, “I want to show him my little brother!” It is obvious she wants a little brother. 

The phone only rings once before Shawn picks up and it is immediately obvious that he has found a quite corner backstage at the awards.

“Congratulations!” You and Lydia cheer once he picks up.

“I am so sorry!” He says first off, “I really didn’t mean to say that I was just nervous.”

“I know baby, I’m not mad at all.” You smile. 

“Wha-why?” He asks. 

“Because I love how excited you are and I don’t even care.” You laugh, “It’s perfect! I am however getting a lot of texts from friends and my mum is calling the house right now.”

“You can ignore that.” Shawn laughs. 

“Oh I’m planning on it.” You smile.

“I’m going to have a little brother!” Lydia cheers before doing  little happy dance.

“You think mommy has a little brother in her tummy?” Shawn asks.

“Oh yeah its a boy.” Lydia says with confidence. 

“Can you give the baby a kiss for me?” Shawn asks. His smile grows even wider as he watches his little girl kiss his wife stomach. 

“Do you want to tell daddy what you said to the baby a few minutes ago?” You ask Lydia as you brush your fingers through her hair.

“I said I think I love you.” She smiles to her daddy. You nod in the background to let him know that beautiful moment really did happen. 

“Well I know I love you and I know I love mommy and I know I love the little baby growing in mommy’s belly.” Shawn smiles, “I have to go, but I can’t wait to come home and you Lyd. I love you baby girl.” Shawn blows a kiss and Lydia returns a more sloppy but equally as loving kiss to Shawn. She then marches out of the screen to wait for you to help her brush her teeth. 

“Thank you for being so good about this.” Shawn praises.

“Always. I honestly love how it happened.” You laugh, “You will be all over the internet tomorrow though!”

“Oh I am already trending on twitter!” Shawn sighs. 

“I have to go help Lyd, I can’t wait to see you.” 

“I love you beautiful.” Shawn smiles, “Take good care of yourself please, you’ve got my kid in there.” He pretends to be stern. 

“Oh I will.” You laugh, “Be safe and come home soon, I love you!” 

“I love you more!” 

This here is what the fatty who submitted the post of himself about three months ago looks like today. 215 pounds. [Original Submission Here]  Jesus dude, you’ve put on a shit ton of weight. I guess I was right in my original assemenent when I called bullshit on your first post being a just beer bloat, because all that weight stuck. Sure enough, as predicted, you’ve got that overhang. It won’t soon be long before people start guessing if your pants are buttoned, not only because they’ve seen how your fatass blew up so quickly and outgrew your wardrobe, but because they can no longer see the button or zipper!!! That fat fold on your side, one of the keys in me labelling you a future fatass in April? It’s bigger. No hiding that. Your pecs? I mean, your TITS. Just as I said, they’ve attracted quite a bit fat, too. Your nipples are larger, and your chest noticeable hairier. You’ve really let yourself go, huh? But, what’s the point of stopping, now? After all, look at the main attraction: that stomach. You’re no where near the superchubs I post on my page, yet. But, with a pot belly the size of yours, and one that’s growing so fast no less, you’ll be there in no time. It’s your piggy destiny and you know it. I’m sure you’re feeling huge, tubs, with that gut jiggling with every step, your dimpled sides becomes farther and farther from your ribs, and the closet full of clothes that are obscenely tight (even though I know you still where them), but this is just the beginning. I see what you are, we all do: a giant future fatass. Good luck, fat boy.

PS, I’d love to talk to you, piggy. I know you don’t have a tumblr, but inbox me and we’ll figure something out.

If any of you want to have me give my expert opinion on your belly, go to the “submit a post” tab of my page on your desktop or internet browser outside the Tumblr app.

Virgin (M)

Pairing - Sehun x Reader
Genre - Smut
Word count - 2418

’ll admit it, I’m a virgin. It’s not like I’m saving myself until marriage or anything special like that, but I wasn’t going to whore myself out either. I mean, no one’s ever tried anything with me. Mostly because I was the nerdy girl in the class. 

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louistomlinsons  asked:

You should share with the class what you wrote out in our conversation based off this picture 😊 68(.)media(.)tumblr(.)com/59059ad583ed9e79797d165821d8f528/tumblr_nn6de9lsiP1sb8cuko1_1280(.)jpg

i told you i’d only do it if you called me daddy but you didn’t but since i’m an amazing person whose generosity is unparalleled i’m gonna do it anyway

One of the worst things about being on tour is how exhausted everyone gets.

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Prompt for @themrandmrscaptainswan - “patching up a wound.” Thanks for the prompt! Hope you all enjoy. Angst, but with fluff :) 

“I could heal it with magic, if you’d rather me…” Emma offers, in a sore attempt to get her husband to chill out. It doesn’t work.

“Absolutely not,” Killian snaps, blowing through his nose and shaking his head, “you’ve done enough magic for one day, Saviour.”

Saviour. Ouch. He never calls her that. Not unless he’s mad.

“Okay,” she says quietly, fidgeting a little on the toilet seat. “Is there anything I can do to help, then?”

“Well you should text your parents, let them know you’re still alive,” he says, and her eyes widen in shock because did he really just say that?

“Killian. I scraped my knee, it’s not like I lost a limb,” she snaps, but as soon as the words tumble out of her mouth she instantly regrets them. He freezes and looks up from where he’s kneeling on the bathroom tile, his icy stare one of shock and hurt and anger, all rolled together. His jaw moves like he’s about to fire back at her, but he purses his lips, as if to stop his counter remark in its tracks. Emma’s whole posture turns inward with guilt.  

“…okay, so that was a very shitty thing to say. I’m didn’t mean it Killian,” she says quickly. 

“Aye,” he agrees, but his tone is a little softer. Even when he’s mad at her, he can still read her like a book. He knows she’s being sincere, that she didn’t think before she spoke. He forgives her. (For her quip, at least.)

It’s awkward silence for a moment, Killian working meticulously at the rather large scrape Emma procured on her right knee when she fell. Storybrooke is currently waging war with Yzma and Kronk, (“the emperor’s new fucking groove? What the fuck does that even mean, Henry?” “Language, mom. How have you never seen that one?”) and Emma had gone to help Regina in a head to head battle with Yzma and her ferocious felines. Despite Killian asking her not to.

“Could you keep the pressure up, love? I need to fetch some things,” he says, in a studious manner. She does as he bids, holding the blood-soaked rag tightly against her knee. It’s quite the gash, honestly. She exhales when he and his anger leave the bathroom, and she tries to sort out how to explain why she went in the first place. Before she can make much headway, though, he returns with bandage wrap, polysporin, and his flask.

He goes back to kneeling in front of the toilet, and places the bandages and ointment next to her feet.

He yanks the cork from the flask with his teeth, (of course he does), and motions for her to move the rag. Emma closes her eyes and braces herself.

“Fuck,” she hisses, but she says nothing else. (Nothing, for instance, about the fact that cleaning wounds with rum is completely unnecessary in the modern age.)

“Sorry, darling,” he apologizes, and he means it. He hates seeing her hurt. He blows the wound dry before applying the ointment, and bandages it thoroughly.

“Too tight? Can you bend your knee?”

Emma swings her right leg experimentally. “Feels fine. Thank you.”

He nods, but then gets up, heading out the door of the master bathroom that leads into their room.

Her eyes widen as she watches him go, and she gets up as fast as she can, hobbles behind him. “Where are you going? Aren’t we going to talk?” she asks, slightly panicking. Is he really that mad?

He spins, and when he sees her supporting her weight with just her left leg, he instinctively reaches to help her stand. She grips his arm a little tighter than maybe is necessary, but she can’t help it. Please don’t go.

He helps her to the edge of their bed and makes her sit. He crouches down to her eye level, and gives her the look of a disappointed parent. She suspects her own expression mimics that of a child in trouble, so at least it’s somewhat appropriate.

“We’ll talk. But first, I’m making you a doctor’s appointment.”

She wants to argue. She really does. It’s not necessary, she literally just scraped her knee…but she holds her tongue. She bites her cheek and nods her assent. Besides, this isn’t even about her, not really.

He grabs the landline from the nightside table, and goes to the hallway to make the phone call. While he’s gone, she tries again to assemble her thoughts, and the points she’s going to make to defend herself in this discussion they’re about to have. No matter how much he hates it, she is the Saviour. She has to protect their town, their family. It doesn’t matter that she’s his wife or that she’s…fuck.

Suddenly she’s hit with a bolt of clarity, and suddenly she has 20/20 vision from his side of things. Her hand drops to her abdomen. Of course it fucking matters that she’s his wife.

It fucking matters a lot.

She can hear him murmuring outside to the receptionist at the doctor’s office, his tone concerned as he explains what happened. (Well, minus the magical sparring and all that.)

She’s a terrible person, honestly. She brings her knees as close to her chest as she can, despite the dull ache coming from her injury. Her throat tightens as the tears well up. She bites her lip, hard, but it’s no use. She’s crying.

Another minute and Killian swings the door open. “Alright. We have an appointment tomorrow at-Emma?!” He crosses the room in a second, tossing the phone on the bed before quickly sitting down next to her. “What is it? What hurts? Is the baby

Emma rubs her eyes, shaking her head and taking a breath. “No no, I’m okay. The babywe’re okay. God, Killian. I’m so sorry,” she stammers, letting go of her knees so she can grip his forearms. “I didn’t…I wasn’t…I don’t want you to think that…look, I went to help Regina because I wanted to protect your kid. I wanted to just squash the damn wench so that I could try to enjoy a peaceful pregnancy and not be worried she’d try to slip me a potion or some shit. But I guess I…I did not think it through. I did not consider the fact that me going to fight her would put your child straight in the line of fire. That was dangerous and awful. I’m so sorry, and you tried to tell me not to go and I didn’t listen, and I totally get if you’re mad or if you—“

“Shh, alright, darling, alright.  Shh,” he tries to soothe her, all his anger at her thrown far into the void. “Come here,” he tells her, pulling her easily into his lap. Her belly is still pretty tiny, but it’s definitely round, and once he has her settled in his hold he presses his palm against it. She leans into his chest, and circles her fingers around his wrist, holding his hand there. She’s biting her lip and won’t meet his eyes.

“Emma,” he says gently, nuzzling her cheek with his nose, trying to get her to look at him. “Emma, love. Hey. I’m right here.

She turns then, can’t help it. His eyes are entirely different than they were before.

“First of all,” he begins, thumbing her belly, “I don’t know why you keep calling her “your child.” She’s our child, sweetheart.”

“What if she’s a he?” Emma counters lightly, but Killian knows she’s just deflecting.


“…I don’t know. I just want her to be like you, I guess. I don’t know why I say it like that.”

Killian smiles at her and kisses her forehead, but tucks that bit of insecurity away to bring up later. Right now, he has to focus on the events of the day.  

“I suppose it’s fault of mine, Swan. I should’ve gone further than just asking you not to go. I should’ve explained.”

She shakes her head at him. “No, don’t do that. You should not have to explain the concept of “don’t go fighting in a battle cause I’m scared our kid will get hit.”’ It’s pretty self-explanatory. I’m just an idiot.”

“No, you aren’t. You’re the Saviour. It’s ingrained in you to put others’ safety before yours. You can’t help it, love.” He reaches to link his fingers through hers, and he squeezes. She squeezes back.

“You know, you’re allowed to be mad at me about stuff. You don’t have to give up your anger just because you saw me crying and knew I needed a pep talk, Killian.”

“Emma, you are my wife. You are carrying our child. If I see that you need a pep talk, you are damn well getting a pep talk.”

“But Killian, you were mad. Really mad,” she says quietly.

He blows out a sigh and quirks his mouth, trying to find the right way to explain. “Mad isn’t the right word, love. Although I can see how it came off that way,” he admits.

He’s quiet then, his hand still rubbing idly over her belly button. She waits.

“I was terrified,” he whispers, and it guts her. “When Regina called and said you were bleeding, and that I should come get you, I…I think I drove 140 down main street. I thought my heart was going to implode. I’ve never been so afraid in my entire life. If anything serious had happened, if I hadn’t gotten there in time—”

Emma’s eyes widen, and she reaches with her free hand to card her fingers through his hair. “Hey, hey. It wasn’t like that. Don’t even go there.”

“But it could’ve been, Swan. It could’ve been much, much worse than a scrape on the knee. You can’t deny that.”

And she can’t.

She frowns and strokes his cheek with her thumb, looking up into his worried gaze. She hates that a decision she made is the cause of the anguish she sees on his face.

“I’m sorry Killian. You’re absolutely right. I promise, I won’t do anything stupid like that again. I didn’t mean to make you feel so scared.”

He kisses her forehead again, letting his lips linger at her hairline. He feels her relax a little in his arms, and he lets himself relax as well. 

“It’s alright, Swan. And I don’t think it was stupid, that’s not it. It’s just…you’re always so quick to be Saviour Emma, and sometimes I just need you to be my Emma. Or, err, I suppose

“Just our kid’s mom?” she finishes for him, pressing their linked fingers over the little life nestled beneath her skin.

“Aye, my love. Just our kid’s mom.

anonymous asked:

Can I request a story in which reader tells Levi she's pregnant and what good thoughts are when he first sees his kid? If you feel like writing about this, I don't want to force you..

Since this is basically hearing his thoughts, I’m just going to do a short scenerio.

Levi’s eyes watered a little as he heard the words he had been anticipating for a while now. The two of them had been trying for a kid about a month or two now.

Levi falls to his knees, placing his hands on his s/o’s stomach and pressing his head against her. 

Soon.. Soon enough, he’ll have a little kid.

A little boy or girl.. to run around with.. to take care of and teach.

He will definitely make sure they live in a more peaceful world then this. He will protect his child and his s/o. 

Soothingly, he rubs small circles onto the stomach of his s/o. Turning to face them, he put a soft kiss just above the belly button. 

“I will make sure we live in a better environment.. I promise you. We will live in a happy village with open fields and horizon as far as the eye can see. Our child.. they shall grow to be a beautiful one.” Levi proclaimed and promised you on that day, a happy glint in his eyes as he interlocked his hands with yours.

Bath Time with Daddy

Pairing: Daddy Yoongi x Reader
Genre: Bathe in HolyWater Afterwards
Written by xoxoTheQueenOfHearts

A/N ONE: WARNING! ⚠️ This is the type of shit in my recs because i looked up DD/LG and my god it bothered me to the point “let me just write one up with daddy material Yoongi”….if you don’t know Dd/lg i still don’t know how to feel about it. So don’t ask.

A/N TWO: it’s short because I don’t know how to feel about it. Idk 😐🤷‍♀️⚠️

“Jagiya, time for your bath!” Daddy Yoongi called to you from the bathroom as he began to run the water.

Sometimes at bath time, You liked to play games on Daddy and hide from him. You had been watching your favorite/tv/show, and was disappointed that you wouldn’t get to see the end of the episode now!

Pouting, you stood up and started to drag your feet towards the bathroom. Then you had a naughty idea! You would hide on him! That would show him to interrupt your show! Quickly, you ducked out of sight.

“Y/N? Did you hear me? Turn off the television and get your bottom in here for your bath!” Daddy Yoongi called again after a few minutes, turning off the water.

No response.

“You’re not being naughty are you? Daddy isn’t in the mood to play games with you, young lady…“ His voice was stern, but he wasn’t angry yet. “You’ve had a long day and it’s time for your bath. If you don’t hurry, there will be no bed time story or cuddles for you”

With that threat, you slunk out of your hiding spot, under the kitchen table. You sighed, still pouting about your show and shuffled towards the bathroom.

“Get a move on, I haven’t got all night!” Daddy Yoongi gave your bum a firm swat as you walked by him.

You slowly undressed and got into the bath. Grabbing the soap, you wet it and began to lather it in your hands. You washed your arms, legs and your face. Remember that Daddy says that your not old enough to wash the other parts of yourself as good as they should be washed, so he always comes in a bit later to wash them, along with your hair.

Daddy Yoongi came back about 5 minutes later. “Did you wash yourself, Little One? Give Daddy the soap and stand up”, he instructed.

You stood and he lathered the soap. He smoothed it richly upon (your breast size) and gently pinched your pink, erect nipples as he massaged them. You moaned quietly, enjoying the sensation. Then he began to move south, washing your belly button and the belly piercing to avoid infection. He lathered more soap and then began to massage your pubic region.

“A little scruffy I see… Sit on the potty with the lid down, Babydoll. Keep your legs as wide as you can”.

Daddy Yoongi stood up and went to the cabinet above the bathroom sink as you got out of the tub and sat as he instructed. He sat back down between your spread legs holding a can of shaving cream and a razor.

“Now, be still, Y/N. Daddy doesn’t want to hurt you…”

He squirted some shaving cream into his palm and then spread it onto your pussy. You shivered a little because it was cool to your warm skin. Daddy looked up and gave you a warning look. Then he raised the blade to your lips and began to shave gently, being extremely careful to not nick or cut your delicate cunt.

“I like when you take care of me, Daddy. It makes me feel all special inside”, You said in my 5-year-old voice, watching intently to what he was doing to you.

He smiled as he continued to shave to stubble. “Little girls have smooth little pussies and you’re a little girl. Daddy doesn’t want you to grow up. He likes to take care of you. Does it make you feel special here too, Love?” He began to flick his finger over your clit and you saw that your nub was starting to harden and peek out from under its hood.

You giggled. “Mmmmm…that makes me tingle there, Daddy! It kinda feels like I gotta pee sometimes! I like it lots!” You cooed happily, completely shedding your pouty attitude from before.

He laughed at you. “Aaaww….Daddy’s girl is so precious! There we go! All done! Back into the tub you go! Get down on all fours in the water, Honey. We need to make sure that bottom of yours isn’t dirty…”

You gulped as you got back in the water. You always got squirmy when Daddy Yoongi washed your forbidden place.

He spread a thick coat of soap on your ass and began to swirl his finger around your rosebud, every so often applying gentle pressure. It made your feet twitch and your tummy did flip flops. He pushed a little harder and passed your sphincter.

“Ooh, Daddy! I don’t like that!” You complained, tightening up your hole by accident so that it was more uncomfortable.

“Does it hurt, Little One?” He pushed deeper and deeper each time, loosening your forbidden place. “You need to keep your bottom clean. You know that. Would you rather Daddy gave you enemas every night instead?”

“Oh no, Daddy! Please don’t! I’ll be a good girl! Mmmmm…It feels nice now, Daddy! Could you touch my pussy while you wash my bum? It’s still dirty too…” Your eyes were closed and you could feel your clit throbbing for his touch. All you could think about was how much you wanted his fingers inside you.

“Oh really? Well then, if you insist…” He slid two fingers from his other hand into your pussy and began to work them around. “I see what you mean, Y/N. I must have missed all this wetness before…”

You giggled. “Silly, Daddy! Ooh, it feels so nice!”

After a few minutes, when you were just about to cum, Yoongi stopped. “Time to wash your hair, Babydoll!”

He drizzled the shampoo over your head, missing sometimes and cool droplets fell on your breasts and perky nipples. You cooed happily. After all the soap had been washed away, Daddy unplugged the drain and you stood up for him to wrap you in a towel.

anonymous asked:

What would the RFA (including Unknown) think of MC's navel piercing/belly bar?

Author’s note: ok tbh this isn’t nsfw BUT I’M AT SCHOOL NOW I CAN’T SIN YET


  • “Did it hurt?”
  • you laughed until you saw the genuine curiosity in his eyes
  • “It did at first, but it was really more uncomfortable. I can’t feel it at all now!”
  • he smiled started messing with it
  • “What kind of jewelry do you wear with it?”
  • You showed him your collect and he asked if he could pick out the one you wore tomorrow
  • You weren’t surprised when he chose the golden heart
  • “Think of me when you wear this..”
  • God he is so cheesy, you love it


  • holy turned on
  • like
  • the beast has been released
  • “Hey, Zen, have I ever showed you my belly button when it has jewelry in?”
  • “…No.”
  • “Oh, well I just put one on and I thought I’d show you.”

  • and maybe you should’ve chosen a less provocative one
  • but I mean
  • Zen seemed to like it
  • “So what do-”
  • He walked around the room and kissed you
  • when you pulled away he put his forehead on yours
  • “Let’s test and see how fast I can remove that with my tongue.”


  • “Oh… I thought I saw a little bump in your t-shirt!”
  • “Yup, I’ve had it for forever!”
  • she nodded
  • “So… do you think I would look good with one?”
  • you gave her a questioning look
  • “What?”
  • “I was just asking…”
  • “No, I didn’t mean it like that! You just don’t seem like the type who would go out and get your belly button pierced.”
  • “You’re right.”
  • “Yeah… what made you want one?”
  • “Well, it me ten times more attracted to you then I already was, so I was wondering if it would do the same for me.”
  • you chuckled
  • “Oh is that so? Well I’m going to need to further inspect you to determine whether or not you would look good with one.”


  • you lifted up your shirt to show him
  • “See! I got it done when I was a teenager.”
  • “Hmm…”
  • he walked over and put his hand on your stomach
  • He ran his fingers over the stud
  • when you shivered he smiled
  • “You know… you should treat your body like a temple…. I hope this didn’t put a risk to your health.”
  • You rolled your eyes
  • “You sound like my mom.”
  • he glared at you, retracting his hand
  • you sighed and started to put your shirt down
  • “What are you doing?”
  • You gave him a confused look
  • “… Putting my shirt down?”
  • “Did I say you could?”
  • oh
  • you knew where this was going


  • he lifted up his shirt to show his matching one
  • “What? I didn’t know you had your belly button pierced?”
  • “Are you surprised?”
  • “…No.”
  • after weeks of begging and ensuring no one would see it
  • you got him to wear a butterfly shaped one
  • “I hate you.”
  • “You love me.”
  • “No.”
  • “Yes.”


  • He didn’t believe you at first
  • Yeah, and I sometimes dye my hair blue.”
  • you smiled
  • “So you don’t think I have one?”
  • “Uh, no. You aren’t bad-ass enough to get one. And plus, as my girlfriend, I think I would notice it.”
  • “Oh?”
  • “I mean, wouldn’t I see it when we have sex?”
  • “SEVEN!”
  • “Just sayin’.”
  • “You wanna bet?”
  • “Bet that you have a belly piercing?”
  • You crossed your arms and tried not to smirk
  • “Uh-huh.”
  • “Oh, hell yes! And when I win, you have to actually go and get one.”
  • “And when I win, you have to dye your hair blue.”
  • “That’s if-”
  • he stopped when you took off your shirt
  • “Told you.”
  • “Shit.”
  • the next day, when he came home from the hair dresser you smiled
  • he looked at you and sighed, plopped himself on the couch
  • you sat next to him and smirked
  • “What’s wrong, Seven? You’re looking kinda… blue.”
  • he glared at you
  • you loved being on the other side of the joke
It’s Your Turn

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

Namjoon x Reader

Prompt by my dearest @eradikeats-writes

Snippets of your journey through life together. Fluff with implications of smut.

Word Count: 1.4k

The bar scene was not  exactly your favorite. You found it all to be repetitive and tiresome. Always full of the same types of people, pushing the same types of lines. Saying anything and everything to make sure they had someone to help them warm their bed by the end of the evening. Tonight was no exception.

Your fingers played idly with the rim of your wine glass, counting the seconds until your roommate would finally close the deal with the cute financial analyst she’d been chatting up all night so you could finally leave.

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anonymous asked:

Hey uh Togami? How is Makoto doing? He seemed a bit, tipsy earlier....

He looks like he is an energetic drunk. *looks as Makoto keeps on moving around their bedroom while changing into his pajamas without ever stopping talking animatedly about random things for a second*

…And we can really see a lot of stars on this island ! Oh did you know that you can catch a cold if you sleep with your belly button exposed? You need to be careful Byakuya, I don’t want you to fall sick. Oh and we should kiss. I want to kiss you a lot. Because I love you a lot. *walks toward Byakuya*

And an expressive drunk…

Prompt: “if you have time you should write the yoga pants Chekov one but with spock instead and he thinks Reader is being totally illogical” - Anon

Word Count: 785

Author’s Note: I haven’t written Spock in earnest in the better part of seven or eight years, so it was nice to get to back to him. It’s a little short, but I’ve got a lot of Spock on the request list right now, so there will be more of this man soon. Enjoy, darlings!

Placing your hand on the panel next to the door, you let out a breath slowly. You stepped in once the door opened and let it slide shut behind you.

You looked at the star-lit edge of your room by the window before you turned the light on. There was a body on your bed.

“Oh fuck,” you looked around the room, thinking you wandered into Lieutenant Jenkins’ quarters again, but your cactus sat on the kitchenette counter next to your favourite coffee mug. “Oh fuck.”

You took a step further into the room. The figure was male, they wore no shirt, only a pair of black pants. Your eyes still needed to adjust to the low light, you couldn’t make out the facial features at this distance. As you approached you recognised the small, pointed ears.

“Spock?” you said out loud.

The body woke with a start, sitting bolt upright and looking at you.

“Ensign Y/L/N?” it was Spock’s voice, no doubt. “What are you doing here?”

“I live here,” you said slowly. “I’m turning the lights on.”

You tapped a panel by the door and the lights faded on. Spock stood from your bed and looked around.

“My apologies, Y/N, I did not realise my mistake.”

Spock’s quarters were directly above yours by two floors, it was still a short leap to make the mistake, especially for one so meticulous as he, but not completely out of the realm of possibility.

“Don’t worry about it, feel free to sit, if you’re tired. I can make you a drink or something,” you offered.

Spock’s eyes shifted sheepishly but he nodded his thanks and sat.

“How did you make that mistake?” you asked, looking at him out the corner of your eye. You didn’t realise how hairy he was; not excessively so, but moreso than you expected a Vulcan to be.

“I have been working with Doctor McCoy cataloguing samples. We wanted to get the work finished as soon as possible, which unfortunately meant an over-extension of our abilities. I’m afraid that I was so tired I did not realize that I was on the wrong deck,” he stood and paced around your bed, apparently searching for his shirt.

“Spock, I don’t care, sit down. Or hell, go back to sleep. I don’t mind.”

“Are you certain?”

You looked back at him to reply and realized just how fitted his pants were. They weren’t regulation Starfleet uniform pants either, they were yoga pants. They were your yoga pants.

“Did you get those from my wardrobe?” you blurted as your eyes settled on the deep crevices outlining his hips.

Spock looked down.

“I must have. I apologize, I should-”

“Hey, just, don’t worry about it. They actually fit you really well,” you said, turning back to the coffee you were making.

“My hope is that this does not look like something it is not,” Spock’s hand was suddenly on your elbow.

“Not at all,” you turned and looked up at him. He cupped each of your elbows in his hands and looked down deep into you with those annoyingly brown eyes. “Even if there wasn’t a logical explanation, this would be fine. It’s stuff like this that’s kind of fun to come home to at the end of the day.”

Spock raised an eyebrow. You smiled and hung your head, accidentally making eye contact with his belly button and that tantalizing line of hair that descended from it. You caught your lower lip between your teeth.

“I’m not sure that I understand what you mean,” he said.

“It’s sexy,” you said, raising your eyes again. “Sometimes it’s nice to see someone you’re involved with being vulnerable.”

Spock’s eyebrow did not waver.

“Vulnerability is attractive?” he asked.

“It can be,” you said, running the tips of your fingers along the creases of Spock’s elbows. “It’s a compliment to strength.”

Spock’s lips tightened and you glanced down.

“Also, as I believe I mentioned, those pants really suit you.”

“I chose them because they were comfortable.”

“You chose them because you thought they were yours,” you laughed. “I’d love to know how you overlooked my underwear, I keep them in the same drawer.”

“My exhaustion is profound,” he moved his arms back, sliding his palms along your forearm until he held your hands in his. He lifted them to his lips and kissed each one. “I believe I will forego the coffee. Are you certain that it is not a premature point in our relationship for me to -”

“It’s fine, Spock, just sleep. I’ll be quiet.”

His face softened in appreciation and he padded back to your bed, laying on his back and closing his eyes.