i don't even know what the message was about but he looks cute

mcartist  asked:

Since it's Valentine's Day.(Have the RFA+V+Searan) I would love to ask if you could do MC and her brother spending Valentines together. The others couldn't spend time cause they were busy. So once they have some time to spare them look for you and see you are your brother hanging out. Yet you are siblings so you sorta close to each other and some things seem romantic. The others don't know you have a brother. So how would they react? If you can't do it, it's okay. Happy Valentine's Day!

OOooh scandalous~ 
(It’s the day after Valentine’s Day here because I live in Australia and we live in the future but I’d be happy do do this!)

Yoosung: 

✮ he was busy with some huge LOLOL event that was happening for valentine’s 
✮ he felt bad but you assured him that it was fine and you would just go see family or a friend or whatever 
✮ so when he leaves the house to get food and sees you with some guy??
✮ YANDERE YOOSUNG UNLEASHED 
✮ your brother was teasing you by pulling and twisting your hair 
✮ but to yoosung it looked like he was hella flirting 
✮ basically stomps up and flicks your brother’s hand away 
✮ ‘excuse me, why are you touching my girlfriend? huh?’ 
where did this confidence come from hmmmm
✮ your brother is confused because ‘omg is this the innocent yoosung MC was talking about???’
✮ you’re trying not to fall over from laughing 
✮ your brother looks absolutely horrified 
✮ “MC is mY siStEr! who are you, huh punk?’ 
✮ yoosung.exe has stopped working
✮ almost cries
✮ apologises 38918475 times he feels so bad 
✮ is pouting for the rest of the day and puts the LOLOL event on the back burner 

Jaehee: 

✎ she told you beforehand that valentine’s was going to be probably the busiest day for the cafe 
✎ but W O W 
✎ the cafe was packed and you hardly got to see jaehee 
✎ and your brother visited during your lunch break 
✎ so you two were just standing in a corner, trying to leave as much room for the actual customers that you could 
✎ things died down for a total of maybe five minutes 
✎ and jaehee looked around to find you and saw your brother squishing your cheeks together while you both laughed 
✎ she really wanted to go over there and judo kick someone’s ass but she still had customers 
✎ she was kinda angry for the rest of the day 
✎ until afterwards you walk up with your brother and introduce them 
✎ her face is redder than saeyoung’s hair 
✎ she refuses to admit anything 
✎ except when you’re back home she’s super affectionate 
✎ and at first you think it’s just valentine’s day love 
✎ but she’s super clingy and kind sheepish 
✎ so you ask what the deal is 
✎ and she begrudgingly admits that she saw you and your brother when you were messing around and didn’t realise it was your brother
✎ you have to try and maintain the giggles because she’s obviously embarrassed
✎ cute baehee 

Zen:

✿ he was really busy rehearsing an upcoming musical 
✿ and the director was super strict and wasn’t letting anyone out for the day 
✿ during one of the breaks he picked up his phone and noticed that his fans were all tagging him in the same thing
✿ and he went to it and it’s a picture of you with some guy?!?!?!?!
✿ and he’s so scandalised 
✿ he immediately goes to the group chat and sees that you and saeyoung are online
✿ he basically spams the picture with multiple exclamations akin to ‘WTF MC’ 
✿ you’re freaking out because he’s just sending mindless messages now and won’t stop to listen 
✿ and saeyoung is just off his chair laughing because he obviously knows who it is (background check) 
✿ you send a selfie of you and your brother both with a ‘wtf’ face and the ‘boi’ hand at the camera 
✿ and zen finally stops 
✿ you send another picture but this one’s of you and your brother when you were babies 
✿ ‘hyun, this is my brother’ 
✿ ‘nice to meet THE zen’
✿ he’s so flustered 
✿ he sends sorry to the chat so many times that the original problem can’t even be found 
✿ when he comes home that night he brings a big bouquet of flowers and your favourite snacks 
✿ is super clingy 

Jumin: 

₩ this nugget just doesn’t believe in valentine’s day 
₩ you’d told him how annoyed this makes you but he didn’t seem to care too much 
₩ so he was at work 
₩ you went to lunch at the cafe thing across from the C&R building because your brother was curious 
₩ y’all were just chilling, eating pastries and drinking milkshakes 
₩ and then jaehee came for her lunch break 
plot twist
₩ you say hi and your brother introduces himself (but not as your brother) 
₩ and she’s shook 
₩ she goes back and asks jumin if he knew you were at the cafe with some guy
₩ JUMIN IS JUST AS SHOOK 
₩ he glides down and stands at your table 
₩ you really nonchalantly say hello 
₩ he’s so confused 
₩ ‘would you like to explain yourself MC?’ 
₩ ???? ‘jumin what are you talking about? i’m just having lunch with my brother, we’re waiting for his girlfriend to come’ 
₩ it’s like you can see him deflate in embarrassment 
₩ he like flops down in the seat next to you 
₩ meets your brother 
₩ when you’re back at home you ask him why he was so salty at the start and he admitted that he thought you were on a date with some random guy because he wouldn’t celebrate valentine’s 
₩ you laugh and say you wouldn’t do that and shower him in affection
he made up for it ;)

Seven/Saeyoung:

⌨  he probably knows what your brother looks like from the background check but for the sake of story let’s just pretend he didn’t go that deep into your history 
⌨  he was super busy with work-related stuff and didn’t even realise it was valentine’s
⌨  he asked you to grab some groceries because he couldn’t
⌨  he’d noticed you’d been gone for a while so he hacked into the security cameras of and around the grocery store
⌨  saw you talking to some guy
⌨  he’s so confused because you haven’t just stopped for a little ‘oh hi I know you’ obligatory hello but you’re walking down the sidewalk with the store bags and talking
⌨  he sees him nudge you with his shoulder and he’s kinda pissed
⌨  he just waits until you’re back home. you’re alone 
⌨  he tries to act nonchalant about it, and like he doesn’t know anything– waiting until you bring it up 
⌨  it’s the end of the day and he crawls into the bed where you already are 
⌨  you bring up how it’s valentine’s day and that you missed him 
⌨  he feels guilty but he’s kinda frustrated from before and goes ‘it didn’t look like you missed me too much while walking down the street with some other guy’ 
⌨  he did not get the reaction he expected 
⌨  he expected you to be kinda shocked like ‘:o caught’ 
⌨  but you’re giggling and snorting 
⌨  ‘saeyoung… that was my brother; we ran into each other outside a store so he walked with me for a little while’ 
⌨  like jumin, he deflates 
⌨  he feels S O  B A D 
⌨  he gives you so many cuddles and just fully wraps himself around you 
⌨  swears he’ll make it up to you 
⌨  he definitely does 


I hope you all had a happy valentine’s day! CHEAP CHOCOLATE AND MYSTIC MESSENGER DLC’S WOOO ♡♡♡♡

Don't touch

Pairing: Jimin x Reader
Genre: Smut
Summary: Jimin wrecks you for teasing him and touching his things. (Male!dom, vibrator, explicit language, dirty talk)
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Originally posted by mvssmedia

It was only about 9pm, but you had already become restless. Jimin said he would be home within the next hour, but you didn’t feel like waiting. An hour wouldn’t have been so bad if he hadn’t teased you with those pictures and dirty text messages. “I’m so hard for you. I can’t wait til’ I get home so I can fuck you all night. Let me see you..” His words were simple and his messages short, but that didn’t lessen the effect they had on you. After a good half minute of you not replying, he sent a picture of himself, shirtless, sweaty, and hard, standing in the practice room mirror, an incentive for you to do the same. You could tell that it was a different room than the one he normally practiced in, the room that you always snuck off to during or after practices to make out or fondle each other in the short 10 minute breaks that he had. Promises were always made in that room, dirty promises of what would happen once you got home, and the thought of Jimin in his current state standing in the room filled with your dirty secrets, turned you on more than it probably should have.

You stripped yourself of all of your clothing except for your lingerie. It was the set that Jimin liked on you the most and you wanted to tease him a bit. You sat in front of your full length mirror with bent legs. That’s when you noticed the obvious wet patch in the center of your panties, clearly a darker shade of pink than the lightly tinted undergarments you were wearing. You decided to show it off to let him know just how horny you were. With both legs bent, you opened your legs, leaving one up and ran your free hand through your slightly messy hair, biting your lip seductively and looking in the mirror with innocent doe eyes. You knew the contrast would drive Jimin crazy, he loved when you acted innocent but he loved your slutty side even more and the combination was an instant turn on for him.

After taking multiple pictures from different angles, you chose the best one and wrote a caption. It said “look at what you do to me” and when you were finished adding filters and emojis, you sent the snapchat. You didn’t want your dirty pictures to stay on Jimin’s phone and accidentally be discovered if the boys were being nosy and looked over his shoulder, so you played it safe and only set the time for 3 seconds. Immediately a notification popped up on the screen that ~Jiminnie💕~ took a screenshot. You waited for his reply.

He sent you a selfie with the caption “I haven’t even done anything… Yet 😏”. You weren’t quite happy with stopping there so you decided to strip out of the lingerie and take a picture with your legs spread. Your face was cropped out so that he could only see you biting your lip, but he had a clear view of the rest of your exposed body, especially your glistening heat. No caption was needed and he replied almost immediately, but not without taking another screenshot. “Mmmm.. Make sure you save me some dessert” followed by another snap of him sticking his tongue out saying “I’m hungry 👅💦”. Just as you were about to reply to him, he snapped you again. “I almost got caught 😳” and his face mimicked the emoji as he looked away with a blush on his face. You giggled. “Make sure you hide that boner 🍆”. Soon after, he texted you that he had to go back to practicing and that he would be home in another 45 minutes. You didn’t want to rush him, but you needed him so bad. Even though it was probably the biggest thing on his mind at the moment, you still decided to remind him how horny you were and told him to practice well and hurry home.

So here you are, in your shared home, naked, horny, and lonely for a whole 45 minutes. What else were you going to do? At first you tried to preoccupy your mind by going on social media and listening to music, but that didn’t help. Mainly because the first song that came on was House of Cards and your tumblr feed was full of Jimin smuts and gifs of him being sexy or cute. Your core was throbbing and swollen, begging for attention, but you desperately wanted to wait for Jimin. 30 minutes, you thought running your hand through your hair.

Finally giving up, you opened tumblr again and clicked on one of the smuts. Although you were dating the actual Jimin, it was always interesting to see what fans thought he was like, especially in bed. Personally, you liked to read the kinkier smuts because they turned you on, but truthfully, you liked all of the stories. As you read, your hand skimmed down your body and you imagined Jimin touching you like he was in the story. When your fingers made contact with your wet heat, you whimpered, already so sensitive. Your hand moved as you followed along with the words, fingering yourself and moving based on what was written. You got lost in the feeling quickly and you didn’t even realize when you stopped reading, your hand taking over.

The sound of Jimin coming through the front door was drowned out by your own ragged breaths as you picked up speed, beginning to tremble at the stimulation. Upon hearing your moans and gasps, Jimin quickly put down his things, took off his shoes and hurried to the bedroom to find the door half open. He smirked at the sight of you, forehead glistening, fingers working feverishly at your clit, occasionally dipping into your entrance and coming out again, slick with your arousol. He was mesmerized by your beauty as he stood silently in the doorway, bulge ever prominent in his tight pants. When he snapped out of it, he walked towards the bed.

Still lost in your fantasy, you didn’t notice him until he was fairly close to you and his words cut through the thick air. “Let me help you with that.”

Your eyes shot open, but your hand never stopped, hitting your bundle of nerves in the right way, making you moan and throw you head back again. Jimin took advantage of this angle and attacked your neck with kisses, moving your hair out of the way as he sucked marks into your flesh. The pleasure ricocheted through your body, pushing you closer to the edge.

“Who told you you could play with my things?” He mumbled against your skin.

“I’m s-sorry… I.. couldn’t wait.” You managed to get out, slowing your hand as his lips found yours. He grabbed your hand, moving it and replacing it with his own. His fingers moved slowly as he deepened the kiss, slipping his tongue past your lips to explore your mouth. You moaned on his lips when he added more pressure to your clit, his fingers running sensual circles around the bud.

Pulling away from you, he took off his shirt, coming back down to kiss your lips briefly before pulling down his pants and underwear in one swift movement. His already hard cock sprung free and stood tall against his stomach, the sight sending heat to your core. You licked your lips at the sight.

He leaned over you, arms caging your body, lips connecting and moving as one. Before you could process it, you were flipped on top of him, lips never leaving each other. You pulled away and looked into his beautiful brown eyes, darkened by lust.

“Sit on my face.” He softly commanded. You complied, but still questioned him. But then you understood where he was going and carefully turned around and backed up so that you were hovering over his mouth facing his feet. You and Jimin didn’t 69 often, but you always loved it when you did.

You gripped his member with a firm hold and pumped him a few times. A drop of precum leaked from the tip and you ran your tongue over his slit, tasting him. He let out a breath of relief and the hot air hit your wet core, causing you to shudder. You felt his arms wrap around your thighs and lock you in place, bringing you closer to his mouth. Knowing that you wouldn’t be able to function properly when he started working on you, you took his length into your mouth and he gasped at the feeling. Bobbing your head a few times, you wiggled your ass over him, your clit begging for attention and you were sure you were dripping onto him.

Jimin wasted no time flattening his tongue against you, dragging it through your folds slowly, collecting your arousol on his tongue and flicking at your sensitive nub. Your thoughts were momentarily clouded by the pleasure until you felt Jimin throbbing in your mouth, waiting patiently for you to return the favor. You rolled your tongue around the head before dipping down to take more of him in your mouth. Trying not to focus on how fucking good his tongue felt on you, you gripped him at the base and began bobbing your head up and down on his length. A guttural moan escaped his lips as Jimin pulled you farther down to suck on your clit roughly. Your movements stuttered a bit before you forced yourself to continue to move. He then started shaking his head side to side against you and you had to pull away from him to whimper his name.

“J-Jimin ohhh, right there!” You sat up and let your hands work on him as your body was taken by the pleasure. Jimin’s tongue was always amazing but today was something else. You felt your body tightening up as your climax approached, legs trembling beneath you. Now you were unconsciously grinding on his face and spitting profanities into the air. Jimin hummed from under you and the vibrations went straight up your core. One of your hands let go of him to pinch at your nipples, adding to the sensations and bringing you closer to your end. You weren’t entirely sure if you were still pumping him but you could feel your hand squeezing him as you tried to regain some motor functions. Jimin’s tongue travelled up and down your slit, dipping in to tongue fuck you and then going back to licking and sucking.

You could feel it building up, but your orgasm still took you by surprise. You let go of Jimin entirely in favor of gripping his muscular thighs for support as your body shook on top of him. The unexpected snap in your core made you scream for Jimin as your back arched and white flashed behind your eyelids. You were unaware that you hadn’t been breathing until you took a deep breath and opened your eyes. Jimin didn’t stop his ministrations, however, wanting to drag out your high for as long as possible so when you began raising off of his face from the overstimulation, he gripped your thighs tighter and pulled you back down to his mouth making you squirm and cry out.
Your nails dug into his legs and you practically started hyperventilating on top of him, so he let go of you with one more kiss to your clit and let you roll off of him.

“Mmmmm, baby you taste good.” Jimin licked his lips to clean you off of them and you let out a dry laugh of disbelief that he just did that to you.

“What the fuck was that?” You asked him breathlessly, still shuddering from the sensitivity. He giggled and rolled to his side to put an arm over you.

“Punishment for being so impatient.” He said placing a kiss on your cheek. “But now you have to make it up to me.” This statement reminded you about his unattended boner that you abandoned in favor of your own orgasm and you suddenly felt bad.

“What were you thinking?” You asked slowly, although completely ready to please him however he wanted.

“I was thinking you play by my rules tonight since you like to break them so much.” He moved a piece of hair away from your face and smiled widely. “You seem to think its cute to send those dirty pictures to me when I’m at practice. Well I don’t appreciate it.”

“You asked for it. You said you wanted to see me so I showed you all of me.” You were staring at the ceiling, scared that if you looked into his eyes you would see the intensity and sheer darkness that possessed his gaze and you would be trapped, lured into him by lust. His hand moved up your torso to cup one of your breasts and a sigh escaped your lips. “You sent me pictures first anyway. How do you think your dirty messages made me feel?” You bit your lip, glancing over at him and getting immediately intimated by the passion in his eyes.

“Even so, I didn’t give you permission to touch yourself.” He gave your nipple a pinch to emphasize his words and you mewled, letting your body give in to him, sinking deeper into the mattress.

Stand up.

His voice came out low and dominant, telling you that this was a command and not a suggestion. He removed his arm and hand from your waist and you blinked at him before hesitantly standing at the side of the bed. You moved back so that he could see more of you and you tried to hide the shakiness and unsteadiness of your legs from both your previous orgasm and the excited anxiety building up in anticipation for his next words.

“Turn around.” He commanded as he soaked in your body, silently admiring your beauty. When you turned, your asscheeks jiggled a bit and you knew he would enjoy watching them bounce. “Touch your toes baby girl.” The words fell out of his mouth so smoothly you didn’t even comprehend his request at first. The use of your pet name told you just what kind of mood Jimin was in. You slowly bent over, slightly self conscious even though you have exposed yourself to him many, many times before. He sucked in through his teeth making a sharp noise. “So fucking pretty.”

The feeling of your juices dripping from you made you blush. You were always such a mess around Jimin and he knew it. He knew that only he could get you this worked up. You peeked through your legs and observed Jimin causally pumping himself, eyes glued on you and yours on him. His bottom lip was caught between his teeth and you knew he was restraining himself, forcing his hand not to go too fast so he wouldn’t cum all over himself right then and there. The bed behind you shifts after the moment of silence and soon your boyfriend is hovering over your bare bottom. You feel the heat radiating from him and unconsciously lean back towards him before he catches your ass in his palms, rubbing light circles in the skin.

“You’re so fucking wet right now baby girl, you should see yourself. You’re literally dripping.” He leaned over you so that he was closer to your ear and whispered, “Tell me, who made you this wet?”

“You did.” You reply in a meek voice.

“Speak up.” His voice was still smooth and seamless but it had a dangerous edge to it that made you shudder.

“You did Jimin.” You practically moaned his name.

His hand came down on your right ass cheek and the sting made you squeak, but his hand rubbed the sore spot tenderly and only made you want him more. He stood straight again and moved closer, his cock coming in contact with your folds. You whimpered as he moved ever so slightly behind you.

“But you see, I’m not convinced you want me anymore. You seemed to be doing just fine with your hand…” You knew what he wanted, so you decided to play his little game.

“I was thinking about you Jimin.” You tried to make your voice sound as innocent as possible and by the way his dick twitched along you, it affected him.

“Apparently not because you obviously forgot my one rule.” He stopped moving. He waited for a reply and you had to find your voice to recite it.

“Not to touch myself.” You huffed.

“That’s right. But since you touched yourself you must not want me to touch you.” He moved further away so that only his hands rested on your ass.

Your body was craving him and he was giving you nothing. He was so close that you could feel his heat, but he refused to give you friction. Your legs were beginning to shake from the position but you paid no attention to it, only hoping that he would be nice and give you what you both wanted. But he didn’t.

Jimin backed away from you altogether, undoubtedly with a sly grin playing on his lips. He clearly hadn’t had his fun yet and it was obvious that you wouldn’t be getting a break from the teasing anytime soon. You heard shuffling behind you but you didn’t dare to look at what Jimin was doing. You bit your lip in anticipation.

“Come here.” A command that pushed you into action immediately. You walked over to where he had positioned himself leaning against the headboard of the bed, hand near his painfully hard erection but never touching. “Sit on my lap, baby girl. I wanna talk to you.”

Your body reacted before your brain, quickly crawling onto the bed and moving to sit between his legs, the slight friction enough to make him sigh. You leaned back into him as his arms came around your waist to secure you in his hold. Lips moved onto your neck leaving a wet trail of kisses from your collarbone to that sweet spot behind your ear. The kisses weren’t gentle though. This was not soft, loving boyfriend Jimin, this was dominant, possessive, devilishly playful Jimin. Every action he took was purposeful and calculated, from the dark marks strategically placed on your neck to the contrast of his feather light touches teasing your lower lips and inner thighs.

After Jimin was satisfied with the blossoming flowers forming on your skin, he sucked lightly on your earlobe and spoke softly to you.

“Baby girl,” He started. “what do you want me to do to you?” His sudden question caught you off guard, but you were fully prepared to answer. He placed his fingers against your clit adding pressure, but he didn’t move.

“I want you to fuck me Jimin.” Plain and simple. Your hips moved slightly against his hand, hoping to get some sort of friction. He took a deep breath, inhaling your scent.

“Me too, but now I have to punish you. You need to learn that there are consequences for breaking the rules.” You moved a little more against his hand, inadvertently grinding against his erection that was pressing against your ass and lower back. His other arm tightened around your waist, effectively restricting your movements, and you whimpered. His fingers slithered down to your wet entrance, pressing against you teasingly. “Do you want my fingers?”

“Yes.” Your voice was shaky and breathless already and Jimin just smirked, loving his effect on you. Two of his thick digits slid into you easily and you let out a loud moan.

Don’t move.

He commanded sharply as his fingers began moving inside of you. He started off with an agonizingly slow pace, reaching deeper into you with each push. You were breathing heavily and your heart felt like it would thump out of your chest, but you forced yourself not to move against him. Jimin’s free hand spread your legs farther apart and then moved up to grab at your breasts.

“Do you want me to go faster?” The teasing tone in his voice was killing you.

“Please..” You breathed and he complied, picking up the pace a little bit and going deeper. Jimin hit your g-spot almost immediately after and your head lolled back onto his shoulder as another moan escaped your lips. You whined his name as he abused the spot. His free hand left your breast and turned your head towards him. You opened your eyes enough to catch his gaze before his lips attached to yours and you groan against him.

His fingers were now moving rapidly inside of you and you began to forget everything. Your mind was consumed by the pleasure he was giving you and you became a moaning mess in his grip. A shock of pleasure ran up you as his fingers found your clit and moved expertly in time with his pumps, drawing more noises from your lips in between your pants. Unconsciously, your back started arching and your legs began to tremble. His command was soon forgotten as your hips moved on their own and rocked with him. It took a few moments for Jimin to notice, but when he felt you moving against him he swiftly pulled his fingers out of you and returned them to your waist, leaving you to sigh from the emptiness you felt.

“What were your instructions?” He growled and you whined when you remembered. “I told you not to move but you didn’t listen so I guess you want to do this the hard way.” He shook his head and sighed. His hand reached for something that was sitting next to him, something you hadn’t noticed before, and at the sight of the object you whimpered and begged.

“No, Jimin please!! I promise to be good, just please don’t use that.” He held a vibrator in your view and you wondered what he would do with it. Normally if he brought it out you were in for a long night of overstimulation and orgasm denial. It was your weakness and he knew it.

Jimin twisted the vibrator in his hand and inspected your body. You knew how much he loved playing with you, but you could tell that his patience was also running low. He was testing himself to see how long he would hold up and you knew he didn’t have much longer.

“Turn around, I want you to face me.” His words floated past your ear and you moved off of him to turn and straddle his hips. He gripped your ass and pulled you closer to his body so that you were against his throbbing cock and he bit his lip as he looked at you. Your arms wrapped around his neck as he leaned in and kissed you, hands tangling in his hair, hips grinding down onto his. His fingers pressed into your ass as he stilled you and pulled away, looking into your eyes with a deadly look. “Watch yourself.” He threatened.

“I can feel how bad you want to fuck me.” You whispered into his ear. “I think I’ve learned my lesson.” You nibbled on his neck, earning you a low groan from him. Leaning closer, your chest pressed into his so he could feel your nipples against his skin, hardening from his warmth. It was like he had a small break in sanity, allowing you to do whatever you pleased, exercising what little power you had in this moment to the fullest. This only lasted for a moment however, as Jimin snapped out of it and smacked your ass with some force.

“You’re pushing it.” He growled. “But you’re right, I do want to fuck you. But don’t think I’ll make it easy for you. You’re still being punished and I’m still in charge.”

You nodded excitedly in compliance and waited for Jimin to make the next move. He turned you back around and slid down the bed a little so that the both of you were laying down, propped up by pillows.

With his hands on your hips, he lifted you up slightly and told you to guide him to your entrance. The stretch of your walls felt even better due to your pending orgasm and you whimpered at the feeling of him easing inside you. When he bottomed out you both sighed in relief and stayed there for a moment, not daring to move. He picked up the vibrator again and leaned closer to your ear.

“Are you going to listen this time?” He asked and you nodded. “Good girl. Here are your instructions, stay quiet. You can breath, just don’t make any noises. I want to see how long you can handle it before you’re screaming my name.”

“Can I bounce on your dick?” You asked innocently.

“No, try not to move, although I doubt you’ll be able to keep still.” He said, a devilish smirk crossing his lips. The last thing he said was “Follow instructions.” And with that, he turned on the vibrator and pressed it to your clit.

The sudden stimulation caused you to jump a little and you almost moaned out loud, replacing the noise with a gasp. After a few seconds Jimin started moving inside of you slowly, releasing a groan of relief. The feeling of him filling you almost overrode the vibrations and you bite your lips hard to stop yourself from moaning his name. But his voice in your ear stole some of your focus.

“You like this don’t you baby girl? Me fucking you while using this vibrator turns you on doesn’t it? You’re getting wetter by the second.” His dirty talk wasn’t your favorite but it turned you on more then you’d like to admit. His pace picked up as he beckoned you for an answer. You nodded hard and tried to control your breathing as best as you could.

With the press of a button, the vibrations intensified and Jimin pressed it harder onto your clit making you want to scream. A squeaking noise came from the back of your throat but Jimin let it slide as you wiggled on top of him trying to reduce the overwhelming pleasure he was giving you. Heavy pants were now coming from both of you as you tightened around him, causing his pace to increase even more. He began moving the vibrator around your clit, adding friction and you sighed loudly, determined to follow his directions and keep quiet, but you were struggling. Your knuckles were turning white from gripping the bed sheets and your thighs were visibly shaking, all of your energy focused on not making a sound.

Jimin began to lose himself as he was also being dragged toward the edge and his moans got louder in your ear. He bent his legs to push farther into you and your toes curled as your hips took on a life of their own and started moving in sync with his. Your pants were louder and you didn’t know if you could hold in your noises much longer, but you bit your tongue and squeezed your eyes shut as a last ditch effort. Thankfully Jimin had just about lost his patience and given up, pumping himself deeper into you as he spoke, voice needy and breathless.

“I need to hear you, baby girl. Say my name.” He moaned in your ear. A loud moan broke through the room that was almost a scream. His name rolled off your lips when he hooked his arm around one of your thighs and brought it up to your chest, reaching deeper inside of you and hitting that spot that made you forget how to breath.

He pulled the vibrator away from you and threw it somewhere else on the bed bringing the now free hand around your waist. He planted his feet firmly on the bed and you knew what was coming next. He kissed the side of your neck briefly before moving his other arm to your waist and securing you to his body. Mid-inhale he snapped his hips up into you making the breath catch in your throat. You didn’t have much time for recovery because his pace picked up instantly and you were caught in his strangling hold around your middle. Short pants in between Jimin’s hard, rapid thrusts were all you could manage as you were bombarded with pleasure, teetering on the edge of release. You had no idea how many times you had said his name, but that was one of the only words that your brain could process so you used it like a prayer.

Fuck, Jimin~,” Your voice was shaking from the intensity of his hips slamming against your ass cheeks as he rammed into you. “I’m close.” The last part came out as a gasp as he hit that spot again and you felt your abdomen tightening up. But his pace slowed down slightly, just enough for him to be able to speak coherent words to you, his hot breath fanning against your neck.

“Not that easy baby girl, you gotta work for it. Ride me.” He helped sit you up on top of him and you automatically got to work, hips rotating on his before bouncing in his lap. Jimin let out a groan as he played with your ass that was out on display for him. Your legs felt weak and you started taking shallower bounces, unable to lift yourself up as high. Jimin’s hands found your hips again and he helped lift you up, bringing you up and down on his shaft as he panted and grunted beneath you. His hips met yours as the pace steadily increased, each thrust sucking him deeper into you cavern. Slapping noises filled the room mixing with your gasps and loud moans. Jimin was now moaning under you, voice getting higher as he started losing his rhythm.

Sitting up against your back, Jimin wrapped his arms around you. The intensity of his thrusts drove you closer to the edge and you felt how close you were, chasing after your high desperately while begging Jimin to help you get there.

Please Jimin, I’m so close!!” You whimpered as you reached a hand back to thread your fingers through his hair. He nibbled on the skin of your shoulder and neck, creating dark love marks that you knew would be there for days but you didn’t care. He breathed heavily on your skin, making you even hotter than you already were, his sweat mixing with yours where you were connected. He moved one hand off of your hip and reached around to pinch at your clit. You almost screamed at the sudden stimulation and Jimin groaned into your shoulder when you tightened around him. Your movements slowed temporarily and then picked up with renewed fervor as you felt your orgasm so close you could taste it.

The hand in Jimin’s hair tightened its grip and you pulled him closer as he kissed up and down your sensitive skin. You felt hot, burning like fire, so hot that you thought your back would meld together with Jimin’s front. You both fell into a rhythm of panting and grinding, moving as one entity, connected in more ways than one. The only thing you could focus on was Jimin. He clouded your thoughts, the feeling of his plump lips sucking on your skin, the stretch of your walls around his throbbing cock, the expertise of his fingers as he flicked at your clit, the sound of his low groans and pants in your ear as you tighten around him, everything.

Your orgasm hit you like a truck and you let out a deep groan as it pulsated through you. You came with a call of Jimin’s name, the word so beautiful as it rolled off your tongue.

AHHH JIMIN,” You shouted. “S-shit, I love you so much!!” Your words affected Jimin as your hips rolled erratically against his, your walls convulsing while you trembled on top of him. He rode out your high by chasing after his own. His hand moved back to your hips as he pulled you down on his shaft repeatedly, thrusting up to meet you with harsh slapping noises. Your wetness made him slip easily in and out of you, the sound of him entering your drenched hole pushing him closer to his peak. You moaned his name some more, partly because he felt sooo good inside of your sensitive walls, and partly because you knew it turned him on.

You could feel his muscles clench behind you, his defined abs coming out as he pressed against you. With a few more languid strokes he came inside you, his warmth filling you as he cursed and moaned your name, throwing his head back in pleasure. A sigh left your lips as he pumped slowly in and out of you, milking himself dry. When his hips stilled, you closed your eyes feeling exhaustion crawl through your body, overtaking your muscles. Jimin dropped his head into the crook of your neck while he caught his breath and you allowed your body to go limp in his hold.

“I love you too, (Y/n).” Jimin whispered as he kissed a hickey he’d made on your neck. There was a short pause of silence, your breaths finally slowing down to a normal rate. You shifted slightly.

“Yup, I’m definitely going to be sore tomorrow.” You groaned and Jimin laughed.

He leaned back until his back hit the mattress and you found the energy to roll off of him, his soft length falling out of you. Jimin got up and retrieved a warm wet rag to clean you up with. After he took care of you he cleaned himself before throwing the rag into the laundry hamper and plopping down next to you again. He pulled you closer and you gave him a sweet kiss on the lips. He pulled away after a little while and rested his forehead against yours. You nuzzled noses with him and gave him another peck before cuddling into his chest and tracing a circle around one of his nipples with your finger.

“So how was practice?” Your voice sounded a little hoarse. Jimin sighed as he wrapped an arm around you. You kissed the mole at the base of his neck before he replied.

“It was a little bit more difficult today since I was trying to hide a boner for half of the time. I couldn’t really focus because all I could think about was being inside you.” You bit your lip.

“Well was it worth it?”

“Hell yeah.” You both chuckled. “I forgive you.” He said and you looked at him confused. “For touching yourself. Just next time, wait for me, kay?” There it was. He was back to being cutie Jimin with his adorable eye smile that you couldn’t resist and you couldn’t say no to that face. You nodded and kissed him again with heavy eyelids.

“Goodnight Jimin.” You mumbled as you closed your eyes and tucked your head into the space under his chin. He kissed your forehead and whispered a goodnight to you before turning off the light. You both fell asleep quickly and you dreamt of the morning you would have with Jimin when you woke up.

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A/N: Idk I wanted to try something different ¯\_(ツ)_/¯. I’m not sure how I feel about this one but I hope you guys enjoyed :)

anonymous asked:

Could you write a fic with the prompt “Stop being so cute.”? (I don't know if you want a specific character but if its directed at Evan then that would be cool~ )

I did this with tree bros, I hope that was okay!


Evan’s fingers shake as he spins the dial on his locker, groaning when he overshoots the third number and has to start inputting the combination all over again. One to the left to 18, two to the right to 3, three to the left to 45. He sucks in a deep breath before trying to pull his locker door open. It makes a horrible metal-on-metal screeching noise, but it pops open nonetheless, revealing messy binders stuffed to the brim with crumpled loose leaf and battered textbooks littered with tiny doodles of dicks. In Evan’s history textbook, one of the previous owners used the eyes and nose of every pictured historical figure as a base for drawing a dick. While Evan can appreciate the effort there, the fact that he has to scramble to cover up his book whenever a teacher passes by his desk does nothing to help his anxiety and he wishes that he could Wite-Out the copious amounts of male genitalia, but that would probably end in him having to pay to replace the textbook and his comfort is not worth a couple hundred dollars.

A tiny scrap of paper flutters out, landing on the sticky hallway floor. Probably another one of the notes Jared has taken to slipping in his lockers between classes. They usually involve dick jokes or sarcastic commentary on Evan’s behavior during their shared chemistry class—because apparently Evan needs to be told how pathetic it was when he dumped watered down hydrochloric acid on his hands and refused to tell the teacher, preferring instead to let his hands tingle uncomfortably until he could wash them after class—or whatever juicy piece of gossip that’s been circulating through the student body. He sighs as he leans over and collects the paper off the floor, bracing himself for a sentence or two on how ridiculous Evan looked when he was startled by a loud noise and nearly dropped his beaker.

Instead, he finds a barely legible phrase scrawled in the messiest chicken scratch Evan has ever seen. The writing looks like it was erased and rewritten about a dozen times, making it seem like whoever penned it wasn’t sure how to phrase what they were trying to say—or whether they should say it at all.

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Summer Boy || Jeon Jungkook (M) pt.03

{pt.04}

Jungkook x reader

Genre: Smut plot!

Word Count: 7,380

~ I know I am an awful human, sorry I took so long to update this. Hope you all enjoy anyway! ♡ 

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    “Was he big?”

I brushed through my tangled hair, my comb getting caught in the knots. I watched Bitsy through the mirror of my vanity. She was sitting crossed legged on my bed, eyes wide with curiosity.

  “Let the poor girl breathe Bitsy,” Coco said stepping out of the bathroom. She had a towel over her head, drying off her wet hair.

   “I can’t! I knew they were fucking but no one believed me.” I tried to hold in my laugh but I couldn’t once Coco started laughing. I couldn’t keep the secret from them forever; especially, not after I came home with melted ice cream and visible hickeys. Bitsy shouted in victory after my confession and would not stop asking me questions about it all. “Did he last long?”

Coco threw one of my bed pillows at her face, shutting her up. We were all getting ready to go next door. Like Jungkook had said, Jimin and Hobi had come by the house, shortly after me, to invite us over. Convincing us mainly because they swore Jin was the best cook and we simply could not live life without tasting his food.

   “Okay, I have this one? What do you think?” Mina walked in, holding up a blouse she brought from her room. We all turned to look at it, it was a mixture of light blues and rosy pinks. 

   “Isn’t it too thin? Your nips are gonna show through.” I asked looking over at Bitsy. We were trying to find her something to wear because she wanted to look good since it was obvious to everyone that the invitation was for her and Jimin.

    “You say it like it’s a bad thing (Y/n).” Bitsy joked, extending her hands out for Mina to toss her the shirt.

We all started getting ready once we had our clothes sorted out. We took turns and fought over hair products. It wasn’t anything big to which he had to get all dressed up but they had caught us off guard yesterday; looking tired from the road and dressed like street walkers. I took the chance to do some light makeup, not wanting to make it too obvious that I was wearing any. Only wearing some basic black denim jeans, a white v neck, and my thin green bomber jacket. There was music blasting throughout the whole house as we finished up getting ready.  Almost two hours later, everyone was done and ready to go.

   “Should we go in through the front or back door?” Emi asked and she slipped on her shoes. We all stood in the hall giving glances at each other.

   “Well, their living room is in the front of the house. I guess we should go through there.” I said adjusting my thin jacket and checked myself in the mirror one more time.

   “Oh? So you’ve been in the house already (Y/n)?” Emi gasped playfully. I chose to ignore the comment, cursing myself for letting that slip. They had told us to come by around 7 and we showed up just twenty minutes after.

  

    “Hey, girls! Come on in.” Hobi smiled brightly as he stood back, letting us through the front door. As I walked in, the first thing I smelled was food. My stomach growled instantly, making me remember, that I hadn’t eaten since the morning. Hoseok heard the obnoxious noise and laughed, patting my shoulder as he passed me. “The food should be ready soon.”

Jimin, Taehyung, Hobi and Yoongi were in the living room; keeping us company. While Jin and Namjoon were in the kitchen setting everything up for dinner. I seamlessly tried to spot Jungkook from my spot on the couch. I could not see him or hear him in the kitchen with the others. 

    “He’s still getting dressed.” I turned my head to Yoongi, who was sitting closest to me. He was scrolling through his phone like he had been doing the whole ten minutes. I stared at him, wondering if I should respond. My cheeks were heating up, slightly embarrassed that I made it obvious. Before I could think to play it cool, the door beside the couch opened and out walk Jungkook. He stepped out of the bathroom with nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist. His entire upper half exposed and dripping in warm water from his shower. We all turned to look at him as he acted surprised to see us here ‘so soon’. 

    “My bad. I just took a quick shower.” He said deciding to not look in my direction. The rest of the girls were very obviously starstruck by his body form but that wasn’t his intention. He was very proudly showing off the bites and scratches I had left on his chest to both of our friends. My face deeply flushed from embarrassment and anger. He was such a little twat. Everyone turn to look at me, with mouths slightly hung open. I bit my lip and looked down at my phone, praying for the food to be ready soon. “Food smells good,” Jungkook said, strolling off happily into his room.

Before anyone could think to question me about anything; Jin came into the room to invite us all to the table. Everyone took their seats, leaving the seat across from me empty, where Jungkook would sit once he was dressed. We began to eat quietly without him, making small talk amongst ourselves. Jin, being the cook, sat that the head of the table and watched all of us serve the food he had prepared. He seemed very excited and confident for us to taste his food for the first time, he made sure that we tried a little bit of everything. It was delicious obviously, I expected nothing but the best from Jin since walking in through the front door and smelling the food. Jin began telling us about his culinary classes and how he had begun cooking from his mother. In the middle of his story, Jungkook walked out of his room dressed in a plain white t-shirt and black jeans basically, looking fine as hell. Everyone, including me, had stopped listening to Jin for a second just to watch his casually sit down in front of me.

    “So there I was, waiting for the man to give me my order of chicken wings,” Namjoon said with his mouth full. He was trying to speak and chew at the same time without making a mess. “The guy finally comes out with my order and hands it to me. Do you know what he said to me?”

     “My god, Namjoon it was three years ago!” Yoongi groaned shaking his head. Namjoon shushed him and continued dramatically with his story.

    “Both of our hands on the bucket of chicken, eyes locked and he said; ‘Arigatō’ !?” He yelled, tossing his hands in the air before pouting his lips. Jin rolled his eyes and Yoongi shook his head once more.

    “It’s true! I was there and saw the whole thing!” Hobi yelled from across the table, backing up Namjoon’s story.

    “I mean, we don't’ even look Japanese!” I could hear Bitsy giggling next to me and I quickly elbowed her. I know she was only laughing because Namjoon was such a passionate speaker with a lot of hand movements but still.

     “Well, that was ignorant,” Mina said patting Namjoon’s back since he had gotten himself all worked up with the story telling.

    “Some people just think they know it all.” I shrugged after swallowing my food. A quiet chuckle was heard throughout the table. It was uncalled for and everyone glanced at Jungkook; who had not said a word the entire time. “What?” I asked him directly.

I was legitimately confused on why he was laughing as we all seemed to be. He looked up me, making eye contact for the first time throughout the night. Immediately I recognized the look in his eyes, that cocky, arrogant look he wore when he used his smart mouth.

    “Nothing,” He smirked looking down at his food. He paused as if he was debating on if he should say what was on his mind. “It’s just funny hearing that from you.”

Everyone stopped moving, stopped chewing, probably stopped breathing, and I was pissed. Joking or not he should know that saying in front of everyone else would not be a smart move. We weren’t in a bedroom behind closed doors, this wasn’t cute and I wasn’t having it.

    “What is that supposed to mean?” I said putting my fork down on the plate. I didn’t take my eyes off of him but he ate normally.

    “Exactly what it sounds like (Y/n).” He shrugged looking down at his phone.
I decided for the sake of Jin and his hard work that went into making this dinner, I would bite my tongue and let Jungkook’s comment slide. After the awkwardness had passed, Coco had started talking about some random thing. Though I could not get over Jungkook’s unusually behavior. While eating I felt my phone vibrated in my pocket, I would have ignored it but for some reason, I didn’t. I pulled it out of my pocket, keeping it low on my lap so no one would notice. A message from an unsaved number that I didn’t recognize.

Play along with the argument so we can get out of here.

I looked up to his Jungkook’s eyes on me. He nodded his head gently, confirming that this was him texting me. How he got my number out of nowhere, I have no idea but his plan was clear.

You storm out and go home alone. I’ll go lock myself in my room after you leave.

    “So I then realized that I had left my bag on the bus,” Jimin said making everyone laugh. I left my phone on my lap just in case Jungkook needed to tell me anything else.

     “He was running around saying, ‘Lost my bag! Lost my bag!’.” Yoongi laughed; clapping his hands hysterically.

    “We kept losing things on that trip, now that I think about it,” Namjoon said taking a sip of his water.

    “I know. We even lost Taehyung!” Hobi yelled, standing up at the table dramatically.

    “Hey! I chose to be lost.” Taehyung explained. “It’s a beautiful thing being lost in a foreign country.”

Then they began to argue with Taehyung about his crazy sense of adventure. How many times he had gone off on his own without telling anyone anything. Most of us were finished eating by this time and some of us were even going for a second plate. I decided to grab just a bit more for the sake of staying at the table longer. Jungkook was eating rather slow, he still had a plate full and Yoongi next to him seemed to notice. Yoongi leaned in whispering something under his breath but Jungkook only nodded in response.

“The point of the story is: When someone tells you to ‘get lost’; you might actually want to try it because it’s wonderful.” Taehyung finally said, stopping everyone from arguing. The boys agreed to disagree and called it a day for that conversation. But I had something else in mind.

    “It’s surprising that Jungkook didn’t lose anything.” Everyone turned to look at me. “I mean, being the youngest, I could imagine you guys had to baby him the entire trip.” Taehyung and Jimin both began to laugh, looking over to Jungkook for a response.

     “I’m not a baby (Y/n). You of all people should know that.” He challenged, placing his hands down from the plate. I took my elbows off the table and shrugged.

    “I don’t know. From what I’ve seen there some parts of you that still need growing.” I heard Hobi choke on his drink at my words. That could have been a low blow from my side but it was the only response I could think of. Jungkook laughed looking away from me, obviously stung by my comment. He caught sight of everyone staring at him and he ran his tongue over his teeth.

     “I sure didn’t hear this complaining last night.” I wanted to laugh at everyone’s reaction, it was priceless, but I needed to maintain the image of us actually fighting.

     “Well, you probably couldn’t hear me from all the noise you were making.” Even Yoongi, who wasn’t easily entertained had to bite his lip to keep him from laughing.

    “Okay, okay,” Namjoon said before Jungkook could respond. “That’s enough you two.” While Namjoon was giving his reasons for not going back and forth, my phone lit up from a text.

Chill, will ya? You’re roasting me.

“We should all keep personal matters off the table. We all just came to have a good time, right?” Jungkook completely ignored Namjoo’s words of wisdom and continued with the plan.

    “It would be easier to do that if (Y/n) wasn’t such a drama queen about everything.” Jungkook really just wanted to get off the topic of sex. That was such a random insult but I had to go along with it.

    “Oh! I’m the drama queen?” I said sitting up in my chair. “Jungkook you are literally a 6-year-old in a 19-year-old’s body.”

    “Well, I rather be that, than be a priss who thinks she better than everyone around her.” Ouch. Okay, I had that one coming, I guess.

    “Don’t call me a priss because I know my worth and it’s not anything you can afford!” We might have been fake fighting but my voice was driven by actually rage and adrenaline rush.

    “Trust me (Y/n), it’s not a price difficult to get for free.” Even I was taken back by the comment.  His own tone was very believable if I hadn’t known any different. I heard a few gasps around the table but I didn’t see who because my eyes were locked on him.

    “Are you implying that I’m easy?” I was actually shaking from anger. The heat of arguing was taking over my body and there was no way anyone would think this was fake.
“You know what!?” I finally said, tossing the napkin I just used to whip my mouth with. “I’m going home.”

    “No, come on (Y/n). He didn’t mean it like that.” Namjoon said looking over to Jungkook for him to apologize. He continued to stuff his mouth with food as I scooted my chair and stood up looking at him.  He looked up at me, meeting my eyes and chewed his food waiting for me to leave. I rolled my eyes and grabbed my jacket from the back of the chair.

   “We should go too…” Emi said looking at the other girls. They all nodded and Bitsy gave Jimin an apologetic look.

    “No,” I said placing my hand on her shoulder. “ I want to be alone.”
I thanked Jin for having me and for the food before I made my way out the door. I stepped outside, the temperature had gotten cooler and the jacket felt just right around me. My phone vibrated in my pocket and I unlocked it to look at the text.

Keep your window unlocked, and I’ll be there in 15 minutes.

A stupid smirk tugged at my lips, and I bit my thumb to hide it before I ran back home. I opened the front door and quickly kicked my shoes off and pushed them aside. I walked to my room and into the bathroom, where I grabbed the flower-scented lotion, Coco left in there and applied it to the exposed parts of my skin. I cleaned up some of my runny makeup and added lip balm to my tinted lips. I brushed my teeth once again like I had before leaving. Finished up by ruffling my hair in the mirror for some volume and pushed up my breasts in my bra, also for some volume. Once I thought I looked okay, I walked out to realize my room was a fucking mess from all of us getting ready in here. I threw some makeup products into random drawers and the scattered clothes on my bed into the bin in the corner. I made sure the window was unlocked and cracked it open just a bit for some fresh air. I could see Jungkook’s room with its light on but I could not see any sign of him. I took that as a chance to keep fixing things up before he came at my window.
I light one of my scented candles to freshen up the room a bit before I turned to my drawer. I peeked under my shirt and took a look at the bra I had on, wondering if I should change out of it. I dug through the drawer and came across one of my favorite pair of panties. They were a light color of gray with a darker shade laced around it, that would match perfectly with the dark bra I had on already.

     “Are those for me baby?” Startled I snapped my head towards the window, where Jungkook stood outside of and looked in. I placed my underwear back in the drawer and shut it while he pushed the window up wide. I watched as he pushed himself up and climbed through it effortlessly. I sucked in some air as his biceps flexed with strength and felt myself grow eager already to have those arms around me. Jungkook pushed his hair aside and stood tall with a smirk on his face. He walked closer, giving me no time to react to his hold. His hands grabbed my waist and he pulled me close. I could smell his hair from its wash earlier in the night. “Getting ready for me, huh?” He smiled and bit his lip at me. He brushed his nose against my cheek, surely smelling the lotion I applied.

   “Just wanted to make a good impression, is all,” I whispered before pressing my lips against his. I hooked my arm around his neck as he pressed me into his body. His hand moved down to cup my ass from my core.

    “Fuck… you’re so hot when you’re angry.” He groaned pulling away for a moment. His eyes were black and lips blushed red, he looked so fuckable.
I pulled him back down by his collar, tasting his lips on my tongue. I led him backward to the bed, stumbling on his own feet he fell back onto it. I took the moment to peel my top off and unbutton my jeans. Jungkook’s eyes locked on my chest as he dragged me onto his thighs. With my legs on either side of him; he pulled my waist close to his, and ran his hands tenderly over my skin. He gripped my waist tightly, pushing me down beside him flat on my back. I yelped a small breath at the fall and he was quick to began to remove my jeans. They were tight and he had to slowly pull them off. Taking them off my foot he let his hands caress back up my leg; along with his eyes eating up my figure.  
I sat up and met him with my mouth, pulling him to hover over me. He kissed down my lips to the hot spots of my neck. My hands were tightly holding and pulling on the thin material of his shirt. The skin underneath was shaped by muscle but also soft and tempting. I had him remove his shirt, showing to me his body that shivered under my hands.

   “Fuck me Jungkook.” I groaned softly taking him by surprise. I didn’t admit that the fake arguing we did had me wet the whole dinner. Watching how his lips talked back to me when he had been eating me out with that same mouth only hours before. It was frustrating in an insanely hot annoying kind of way.
He was sucking on the skin of my covered breasts, while his hand cupped my heat through my soaked panties. My belly was tensed but he mouth eased me into his hand; soon my hips following their urge for him. My body seemed much more lust driven than usual. I wanted him already and couldn’t find it in me to wait. He reached back up to my lips; his lips were wet by saliva while I ran my tongue over his mouth. My hand fell down to his torso, hooking my fingers under the waistband of his jeans and boxers. I pulled his hips closer to mine, the rough material of his jeans brushed against my laced underwear. He groaned a chuckle,  glancing my way under his dark lashes. 

    “All right then…” Jungkook leaned up and began to unbuckle his belt. He started me straight in the eyes, the look making the blood in my body rush. I squirmed in his gaze and he noticed, his eyes trailed down to my thighs that were shut tightly and trembled on the bed. “Come here, kitten.”

The name made violent goosebumps form all around my body. He hooked his arm around my waist and pulled me off the bed slightly; with the other hand he yanked off my panties. I had my hands on his shoulders with nowhere else to hold him from. He rolled his hard crotch onto my folds teasingly. My bra pressed against his chest, our hips grinding into the mattress. I struggled to keep my eyes shut at the pressure he was rubbing into my naked clit. I was feeling him under his boxers, feeling how my drenched pussy slid on his cock.

    “You want it, right?” Jungkook asked while he nibbled on my neck. I whimpered and gave a weak nod, letting my head hang back, with my eyes shut. He suddenly bit down on my neck hard and dropped me back onto the bed. I looked up at him as I had lost contact with his crotch. “Answer me.”

    “Y-yes.” I gulped a dry lump in my throat, thirsting for more. His voice was controlling and relentless when he spoke. Jungkook seemed pleased with my answer and moved to pushed down the remainder of his clothes. His erection slapped against his lower abdomen; my clit throbbed at the sight of it. He didn’t hesitate to grab his length in his fist, tugged at it as he spoke.

    “Get on all fours.” I let go of him all at once to do as he said. “And take that bra off too.”

Tossing the bra to the floor, I positioned myself as he told me. On my hands and knees facing away from Jungkook and my body on display for him. His hands gently touched the side of my thigh, moving up and following the curves of my ass to the dip of my back. It was a simple touch that drove me insane, it was hungry but still without rush. He added a bit of pressure to my lower back, making me arch it down to raise my bottom to where he wanted it. I could feel my folds spread open, soaked and hot, the more I leaned down. Jungkook groaned to himself as he kept running his hands over my ass.

    “What was it you said at dinner?” He teased. He moved onto his knees and was right behind me now. I could feel him there as he fondled my ass cheeks. “Remind me, will you (Y/n)?”

    “Jungkook please-” I shut my mouth by his hand coming down on one of my cheeks; not hard but enough to cut me off and listen to him.

    “No.” He rubbed my skin under his palm as if to apologize. “That pretty mouth should watch what comes out of it.” His other hand ran down my inner thigh, so closer to my core he could surely feel the heat radiating from it. The taunting action made me throw my ass back, hoping to get him to touch me. All I earned was another smack to the same cheek. “You listening, (Y/n)?”

    “Yes! Yes, I’m sorry.” He couldn’t even keep his serious voice on, he chuckled at my anguished body. His cold hands suddenly touched my burning core, causing me to squeal at the feeling. He had two fingers from the dripping point of my entrance to my swollen clit, adding hard pressure the entire way down.

    “All that fighting must have turned you on, huh?” I bit on my lip after taking in a shaky breath, he slipped two of his fingers inside of me. “You’re practically dripping already.”

Just as quick as they went in, he pulled them out and replaced them with something much better and bigger. He was leaned over my back, holding my hips steady, as I struggled to keep myself up. Jungkook eased in, taking time in stretching me out with each thrust, before picking up a pace. There was always a bit quick pause when he was all the way in, feeling my walls wrapped around him perfectly. He was lighting my insides on fire, with the way his cock pulsed already so hard in me. Small moans were trapped in my mouth and I grabbed onto to anything near me.

Covered in my arousal, Jungkook’s hunger took over and he slammed his hips into me. A yelp left my mouth while his hands gripped my waist tightly. He pulled me back onto his cock with each thrust making it that much harder. My heart began to pound like his hips into me. My eyes shut, imagining how good he must look fucking me from behind  Mouth shut tight and eyes blown into darkness in a lust driven state, and every muscle in his body working and sweating. His fingers were digging into my skin while my nails were on the brink of tearing the pillow. I wanted to turn, to look at his face plastered with pleasure but I could barely support it myself.

     “Oh fuck! Jungkook…” He was hitting spots so deep within me that I couldn’t even see right. I could feel myself drip onto my thigh every time he pulled out. Jungkook grunted and slowed his pace when I moved down from my hands to my forearms. My walls throbbed around him and I leaned my head against my supporting pillow. Jungkook shoved himself inside me roughly, leaning in close to me. His hand cupped my jaw and brought my face upwards,

    “Head up, baby girl.” He held onto my jaw and left sloppy kisses along my cheek. I whined as he continued to deeply thrust, my legs were weak and shaking to give out any moment. Jungkook held my waist once again and leaned his arm against the headboard.

    “There! Fuck, right there.” He was pushing himself from a higher angle, hitting my g spot repeatedly. The bed was making a loud thumping sound against the wall, and his skin was slapping on my mine. His hips pounding into me without rest, his cock was fucking my walls raw. My abdomen was contracting from the please that tingled through my blood rushing veins. My soft moans turned into harsh cries and I gripped his arm around my waist. I just wanted to keep his hands on me as he drove me into pleasure and beyond bliss. My climax was starting to build in the deepest parts of me while he started to slow back down. His breath was at its extreme, slowly guiding his cock in and out of me, trying to maintain himself from coming anytime soon.

    “Fuck…” He both groaned and cursed as he pulled himself completely out of me. I sighed and whined for the loss of connection. I was going to recover enough for me to ask if he was alright but he didn’t give me a chance.
He grabbed my arm and hip to push over onto my back; finally letting my body resting in the comfort of the mattress. I could look at him now, he was hot and bothered as I imagined. His hair was sticking to his forehead from the sweat and parts of his skin were flushed pink. Jungkook was regaining his strength, leaning down to kiss me on the lips. Even out of breath I managed to kiss him back, his hand cupped my breast and tugged lightly at my harden nipple. He moved his head down, taking it into his mouth and swirling his tongue around it. I ran my hand through his locks of hair, pushing them away from his forehead but still holding him close. I hummed at the sensation of his teeth softly grazing at the sensitive skin. My body squirming under his weight and at the empty feeling in my insides. He ran his hand down my side and looked up at me from underneath his lashes. A look like that could kill.

Jungkook removed himself from my chest, the air hitting my wet skin made my nipple ache from its harden form. He bit his lip down at me as I raised my knee to his waist, hoping to bring his attention back to my needy core. He grabbed the back of my knee in each hand, dragging me down closer to him, my ass his thighs and he began to scoot off the bed. I tried not to giggle as he brought me to the edge of the bed and kneeled down onto the floor. I leaned up on my elbows to get a better view of him, he watched me but his eyes were glued to my folds as soon as he spread my legs.

    “So pink and tight…” He used his thumb to spread my lips wide, scraping past my clit and making me jump. His eyes flickered up to me and a smirk appeared on his lips as he dampened them with his tongue. He leaned in closer, blowing cool air at the heated area and watched me squirm under him. Jungkook chuckled lowly under his breath, thumbing my clit and watching the effect it had on me. There was barely any pressure but the light touch was sending small shocks through my lower half. My hips pushed into the mattress and locked still to keep from moving. It was a small heating sensation when he quickened his pace, I leaned my head back and shut my eyes to take in the sensitivity.

My mouth shot open when he let go of my folds and ran his tongue over them, so close but not closer enough to where I wanted to feel him the most. My thighs shook as he dug his tongue at my clit harshly; he was flicking at it with the tip of his tongue before wrapping his mouth around it. My hips bucked into his pretty face and the slurping sounds he was ringing in my ears. He was holding onto my ankle, that hung off the bed; while my other foot was digging into his shoulder.

    “Ah! Fuck…”  I watched how it tongue stuck out of his pink lips, how he moved his jaw to create an amazing speed. He ran his mouth lower and began to lap at the juices that flowed from my entrance. I shut my mouth and whimpered, he placed his hand on my thigh moved closer.

    “So good…” Jungkook hummed. Bring his hands up to my tight entrance, he pushed one in and continued to suck at my skin. I had to sit up; I had to take in such a perfect view. I pushed his hair out of the way, gripping it tightly at the top of his head. He rubbed his mouth into my heat while that single finger gave me something to clenched around. He groaned at my grasping walls, knowing very well that I could take much more. Without warning, Jungkook pushed in two other fingers, stretching me out far more so suddenly. I pulled at his hair as he ruthlessly pumped them in; giving no time to adjust to the change. My chest was rising excessively while my stomach tensed and twitched every time his fingers disappeared in me. He sucked and pulled at my clit, completely determined to push me over the edge. His longest finger kept brushing against my sweet stop and the next time going in, I rolled my hips and he hit it dead on.
I pushed his face into my pussy when he tried to lift his head up to look at me. I could feel him smirk on me but I felt too good to care. I couldn’t keep my body still from all of the hot blood running through my body. My hips were bucking at the perfect pace to feel him the best, we created this rhythm that was driving me to my climax. The heat was building up in my core, making my breath shorten, and muscles tense.

    “That’s it, baby.” My nails dug into his scalp and I trembled over him. A loud, breathless scream left my mouth as the pleasure convulsed through my body. Falling back onto the mattress, my leg locked over his head while he kept pumping his fingers through my orgasm.

    “Jungkook…” My legs quivered as I moved them away from him, but he was running his tongue over me. I barely had any strength to move away from him. I tried to push his head away as the over-stimulation was starting to hurt. Cries left my mouth and my body was twitching as I yanked at his hair.

He came up with a big smile plastered on his face. He crawled up to kiss me before I had the chance to scold him on his overplay. Is lips tasted like a sweet combination of the both of us, that I couldn't’ help but enjoy his mouth on mine.

    “I could eat you out all night.” All was forgiven since his words had made me blushed; he smiled wide and child-like at my embarrassment. I shied away from his face as he kissed my cheek and stroked my back. He grabbed a hold of me and pushed me up the bed once more. “Lay on your side.”

Jungkook laid right behind me as if we were going to spoon for the night. I turned my head to meet his and he leaned in to lock his lips with mine. His cock was resting behind my thighs and he ran his hand up to lift my leg up. I kept it up, bent at the knee as he took a hold of his cock and ran it between my soaked folds. His hot breath tickled my neck as he groaned, I reached down and ran my hand over his drenched cock, guiding him to my wet cunt.
My head rested over his shoulder, his mouth was brushing against my cheek. The head of his dick pushed through my entrance, slowly feeling the stretched all the way into my stomach. He wrapped his arm around my waist, shoving his chest into my back and ass against his crotch. His grip was strong as he began to push in and out of me; I held onto his arm and leaned my head back. The position was amazing it made my back arch like a cat, and I couldn’t stop, my spot he was hitting it. He was thrusting hard and slow, deep thrusts that scratched at my next orgasm. His cock was painfully hard, I could feel it twitch every time my walls pulsed around it.

    “Fuck baby…” Jungkook choked on his grunt. His hand ran over my skin, making it way up to my breasts that were bouncing to his hips. “You’re so goddamn tight.”

My breathing was heavy and so was his against my ear. I reached up to grab his face wanting to look at him. I sometimes forgot just how handsome he was, with his bottom lip between his teeth, revealing the tiny mole he had there. His perfect brows and eyes were creased in concentration and pure bliss. I cupped his cheek and his eyes opened at my touch. It was a strange moment where we stared into each others eyes, something we hadn’t really done before. There were lust and desire but I was afraid to see anything else but that. I was afraid to feel anything else.

    “Make me come, please.” He leaned in and kissed my lips. His lips felt hot and soft, it was barely a kiss with all the tongue and groaning involved. “Are you close?”

    “Too close.” He laughed breathlessly. He jerked his hips into me faster; a constant scream fell from my mouth and caused me to scratched at his arm. His hot cock created a burning feeling in my center that was spreading through my veins. I felt my head grow lighter with every thrust he gave. I felt the need to stay close to him and hold on or I would fade away. His balls were slapping against his own skin and the sound echoed in my head. His hand left my breast and ran down to my throbbing clit. The second his cold fingers made contact with it I began to cry, with the added pleasure was just overwhelmingly painful. His name was leaving my mouth like broken ballad and my name never sounded so good in anyone’s mouth.

His hips were hitting hard against my ass and words began to choke in my mouth. I was no longer able to produce words but merely sounds of satisfaction. He rubbed my clit back and forth as fast as his wrist would let him, making my legs squirm and shut around his hand. He grunted as it made my pussy tighter on his dick and he begged me to keep my legs like that. His fingers rubbed my skin to the bone as he desperately fucked me. His mouth was struggling to kiss my neck but still managed to leave love bites on it.
I felt myself coming with a pathetic scream of his name. My mind was blank like a white room and I could only hear the irregular rhythmic beating of my heart. Feeling my chest jerk and legs shake to my curled toes while he took me through it. My legs were clamped shut and I felt my entire cunt pulse as he quickly pulled out. He groaned loudly, I could only hear him pumping his wet cock behind me. I had just enough strength to turn and watch his beautiful face contour when he came all over my ass. The sight of his abs tensing up and his dick dripping from in his come and mine made me moan loudly. He pumped himself slowly, milking every last drop he had to offer while his other hand was still between my legs.

   “Holy fuck…” Jungkook sighed, not daring to move an inch until he recollected himself. A smile spread across my lips at how good he looked after coming. I turned away from him so that he wouldn’t see and pulled the nearest pillow for me to cuddle with.


After a moment or two, I saw Jungkook arm reach up to grab a towel that was hanging over the headboard. He asked if he could his use it and I just hummed to grant him permission since I was too comfortable to care. Seconds later I felt the fluffy towel wipe over my butt, taking off any residue of him.

   “Have I told you how great of an ass you have (Y/n)?” I turned over to look at him and found him kneeling over my ass with a smile on his face. I tried not to smile back but it came out as a smug either way.

   “Shut up.” I giggled playfully. He tossed the dirty towel into the corner for me to pick up later and he moved over me to the edge of the bed. I watched grab his boxers and sliding them on.

    “I’m sorry.” My eyes switched to him as he just sat facing away from. He sounded a bit upset and embarrassed from what I could tell.

    “For what?” I asked confused. I turned up to get a better look at him since he turned to look my way.

   “What I said to you at dinner; I didn’t mean any of that.” His apology was sincere. It made my heart ache and made it hard to believe this was the same guy who just fucked me into the mattress.

    “Jungkook I know that.” I smiled and shrugged. It was obvious, though cocky, Jungkook wasn’t the type of guy to disrespect and contempt women. He knew I hadn’t taken any of it to offense but his conscious couldn’t drop it without my reassurance.

    “Mind If I use your bathroom?” He asked after nodding and standing up. He signaled to the door by my bed, while he adjusted his junk in his underwear. I simply nodded and sat up to walk over to my drawer to find new underwear for myself.

    “Oh wait.” I suddenly said, making Jungkook turn back from the door to look at me. “I forgot that bathroom doesn’t work. You can use the one across the hall.”

I said leaning across the dresser, reaching down to slip on my girl boxers. He shook his head and walked out of the room to the other bathroom. I quickly moved to grab his clothes off the floor and loosely fold them into a pile outside of the door. I shut the door to my room quietly and clicked the lock; before putting on a gray tank top and walking over to my bathroom.
I turned on the lights and stepped in front of the mirror; moving my hair to the side to look at the marks bruising my skin. I grabbed a scrunchy and threw my hair into a messy bun to keep it from sticking to my sweaty neck. The past events played through my head over and over again, not knowing what I got from dreaming about them. What I won from questioning myself on what this was leading to. I liked Jungkook; I liked him too much for my own good. For the moment the attraction was all physical and that’s how I wanted it to stay. I just hoped he wanted the same. I heard my door knob jiggle as he tried to get into the room.

I know he could hear me step to the door because he let go of the knob once I stood in front of it. I leaned my shoulder against the white door and laid my head against it.

    “Oh come on, (Y/n).” Jungkook chuckled. I heard a thud against the door, which could have been his hand resting against the other side.“ I mean, I know you like it rough but isn’t this a little mean?”

I smiled at hearing his laugh, knowing he didn’t mind my rejection all that much. I didn’t want to make him feel bad since it wasn’t anything personal; just a matter of safe precaution from my part. He waited for a moment seeing if I would say anything in response. “I’ve never met a girl who doesn’t like to spooning after sex…”

  “I prefer just the forking.” He laughed again, sweetly, but I could hear a bit of disappointment in his voice. There was a small sigh leaving his lips before a much louder thump hit the door, which could only be his back. “Hey…”

   “Yeah?” He mumbled faintly, a bit of hope lingered in his voice.

   “How did you get my phone number?” I asked with full interest for the mystery.

   “I’ll tell you if you let me in.” He promised. I could hear the smile in his words, just imagining his bunny teeth showing through his rosy lips. I chose not to respond when he already knew the answer. There was a bit of guilt that I tried to chew off my lip during the silence between the door. “Have a good night, (Y/n).”

    “Night, Jungkook.”


anonymous asked:

High school and friends with benefits au with Seven, Yoosung and Saeran (Zen if you don't write for him). Thank you!

A/N: *(the sheer amount of times i’ve had to “americanise” my spelling is unbelievable. I’m still to stubborn to change colour to color tho)

(Also I have a copious amount of aubergines in my inbox now, ya’ll are so nasty)

Seven

  • “You keep on sexting me in binary and now my friends think i’ve joined a shady hacktivists group ”

You were sitting at lunch with Saeyoung he was explaining about how internet cookies are extremely misleading in the title. You were half concentrating on him and half on what your friends Mina and Jisoo were snickering at. You could tell they were talking about the two of you. After another five minutes of their whispers they finally approached the two of you.

“Okay you two we know what’s going on” Mina said as she slammed her hand on the table.

You and Saeyoung looked at each other both thinking the same thing.

  1. Shit they know we’ve been fucking in the supply closet 
  2. How’d they even find out
  3. Which of the three exits can we make our escape

“So is it cool?” Jisoo asked pulling you both out of your thoughts.

You decided to play innocent by asking what the hell she was talking about.

“Oh come on we both know you and Seven are in a super underground hacktivist group” Mina said her elbow propped on the table in an act of secrecy

“Yeah we saw all those messages you sent in that nerd code” Jisoo piped in nodding in approval, “So spill the beans already”

Seven finally decided to speak up from being unusually silent

“Well girls we’d love to tell you but we’d have to kill you” 

Mina and Jisoo gawked in amazement. You sighed as you realised the deep hole you two had dug for yourselves.

Yoosung

  • “I accidentally told my *mom we were dating after she found your bra under my pillow and now you’re invited to my cousin’s wedding”

“I can’t believe your making me do this” You grumbled as you stalked past countless shops searching for a dress for this stupid wedding. 

“I already apologised like fifty times” 

You ignored his comment following him into a dress store. He scanned the racks looking for something that would please me. He picked out five dresses and piled them into my hands before directing me to the dressing room

~~~

“I just don’t understand how this involves me” you sighed stepping out in a light pink dress with some questionable frills.

“Well what would you do if your mother found a random girl’s bra in your room”

“Don’t you have a sister couldn’t you have said it was hers” You whined now in dark red dress that make you look like ornate blood stain.

“First of all my sister is 12 and second of all I hardly think that’s her style anyway”

“What would you know about style Mr. WearsTheSameRattyHoodieEveryday” you scoffed, “plus if you hadn’t stolen my bra in the first place we wouldn’t be in this situation at all”

“Wha..What..I didn’t steal it I merely kept for safekeeping till i could return it to you”

“Sure, Jan” you muttered “Yoosung you are many things but you ain’t slick”

Yoosung pouted now knowing he’d been caught. You took a glance at the dressing room then back at Yoosung

“So wanna have a quickie in there” You said pointing to the dressing room behind you.

“I swear to god you have a shorter attention span than me,” Yoosung scolded “we came to look for a dress remember?”

“Boo, You’re no fun”

Saeran

(headcanon that Saeran has a hella extensive mourning routine and knows all these natural remedies)

  • “Just cause I let you stay the night doesn’t mean you can use all my eyeliner”

“Who could have guessed ‘scary edgelord Saeran’ has a fucking morning routine” you smirked rising from the bed to see Saeran sat at your vanity table

“Fuck you”

“I already did” you retorted shrugging on one of his oversized shirts.

“Why am I even friends with you?”

“Cause I’m the only one that can deal with your hipster emo ass”

“I thought you liked my ass” he quipped setting down a moisturising cream.

“Cute” you replied now eyeing him as he emptied out your makeup bag picking out the eyeliner.

“Just cause I let you stay the night doesn’t mean you can use all my eyeliner”

Saeran ignored your comment and continued applying it with expert precision you were a bit jealous cause it usually took you like three tries to get it right.

“You better not do a better job than me, i can’t have you showing me up at school”

“Where the fuck do you keep your Vitamin E Oil” Saeran asked exasperated

“Do you even hear yourself, and who the fuck has Vitamin E Oil lying around the house” 

“No wonder your skin is so dry you’ve been living like a savage”

“Boi you about to catch these hands if you make anymore comments about the state of my skin”

~Admin Petty

anonymous asked:

So, what if Guz has a thing for chubby/over weight girls, but since he lives on a beach island, they're hard to come by, and completely falls head over heels for the new chick on the island. The grunt girls don't get it and think it's a joke so they pick on her and take her Galvantula after a few very difficult attempts. Guzma is furious and there's hell to pay but he's still a nervous faux confident dork when trying to return him to her.

I wanted to make this a little happier. so only one grunt makes fun of you. The other ones including Guzma just wanna smash. (and go out with you)

“Hmmmmooooooooh my god! Baby girl’s got it goin’ on wit that booty eatin’ up them lil’ shorts!”

“Right?! Brah how the shit we gonna talk to baby girl? Gotta think a somethin’ original. Somethin’ that’ll make her all hot ‘n bothered!”

The grunts had Guzma at “booty eatin’ up them lil’ shorts”, which for various reasons got his attention and caused him to lean over the decrepit railing a little further to hear what the two boys at the bottom of the staircase were saying. Guzma was on the rebound. One of the girl grunts with stringy pink hair hadn’t been wifey material. Too high strung for his taste, and so skinny and obsessed with her looks that it had tired him out trying to reassure her after a while. But when she hit him after he disagreed with her that had been the final straw. So despite the tears and text messages begging him to get back together with her, Guzma was on the lookout for another piece of ass.

Shame he couldn’t find anyone to make it worthwhile. He watched with a snarl on his face as the grunts below were gesticulating wildly, talking about a “super cute shorty” that had been at the malasada shop in Malie City. You were supposedly a new face compared to the same old locals they saw day in and day out, had been feeding a dry malasada to your spider pokemon that Guzma assumed was an Ariados until he heard:

“Nah man, that ain’t no weird Ariados like Boss Man got.” Said one. “That’s a Galvantula.”

“Hoooooh boy, God been reading my dreams.” Moaned the other. “The hell I gotta do to get a piece of that thick, strong Pokémon trainer ass? I’d give anything for her to talk to me… Totally fucked it up when she looked at me an’ I threw West side at her!”

“ ‘s one a them reflexes.” Replied the other, patting his friend’s shoulder. “She come up to me wantin’ to know where the library was at ‘n I fuckin’ axed her if she wanted to battle! Wiped the floor with my sorry ass using like two bug Pokémon, but she put my money in her back pocket! Like to think that’s kinda the same thing as touchin’ that juicy booty a hers.”

Now he was extremely interested. In fact Guzma was just about to go downstairs and ask the boys where they’d last seen you when another grunt, couldn’t have been more than thirteen, came running at them with a rather cute little purse in the shape of a watermelon.

“Look guys!” he squeaked. “Got that ugly hoe’s Pokémon for ya! It’s one a them spiders right? Wonder how much its worth. Stupid easy to swipe from that dumb bitch when she went to pick up her napkin from under the table!”

He began laughing. Thinking naively that he’d done good, that he’d probably even be commended for his good work. In the middle of a hearty laugh he was about to ask his brothers if he’d done good, when a large hand swiped the bag from his hands before the two grunts could lay into him.

“Boss man?!” one of your admirers squeaked. Guzma looked harshly at the young one with an expression that indicated he’d get a good beating later for being cruel. He briefly asked the two where you were headed to last, got two very shaky replies that he could find you in the library if he hurried before it closed, and immediately was out the door stomping off into the rain.

Turns out he didn’t have to walk far. He found you immediately in Ula’Ula Meadow, the only one there crying as though your heart was about to break. A kind little girl was rubbing your back, trying to console you by insisting together with her and her partner Oricorio you would all find your companions.

“We’ll find your friends.” She said gently, rubbing your back. “Galvantula aren’t common here. Someone’s bound to, oh! Please sir!”

She flagged Guzma down, running swiftly over to him.

“My friend… She can’t find her Pokemon! Someone took her bag and everything when she was picking some trash off the floor. Have you seen a bag that looks like a yellow and red watermelon? It’s got a Galvantula, Dewpider, and a Fomantis!”

Guzma was so captivated when you looked over at him, eyes widening in realization when you saw the bag that hung limply at his side. He tried to hold it out to the lass in front of him, attempting to speak, but your captivating glance rendered him mute.

“My bag!” you cried joyously, running towards him and taking it gratefully. “You found my bag!”

“That’s your bag?” asked the other girl, stars in her eyes as she looked at Guzma innocently. “Wow! Thank you so much sir! You have no idea how much it means to her!”

Nothing came out of his mouth. His entire being was consumed with the way you smiled, with the way you wrapped your chubby arms around him and cuddled him in a hug. You were vastly tiny compared to him, but he couldn’t help but understand what the grunts were talking about.

Every aspect of you was adorable, from your cute head with a sunhat to your cute feet.

“…Welcome…” he muttered.

“I have to thank you somehow mister!” you insisted, still holding him in a hug and looking up innocently. “Let me treat you to something? You like malasadas? I can get you all the ones you want?”

He might’ve said yes, because the last thing he knew was that he was tripping over his own two feet in his haste to follow you through the meadow and off to town where you were going to treat him to a meal.

This must have been what winning the lottery felt like.

Ten Dos and Ten Don'ts of dating Min Yoongi

i think i’m funny, jungkook’s a brat; the usual. happy birthday to me lmao

a complete guide on what to do and not to do if you happen to be dating a man called min yoongi, brought to you by yoongi’s favorite brat, jeon jungkook.

word count: 1,306

Disclaimer: Jeon Jungkook does not take responsibility for Yoongi’s actions, and therefore should not be held accountable for any negative reactions his boyfriend might have, as Yoongi’s levels of tolerance towards Jungkook – and towards Jungkook only – exceed all expectations.

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The other man ~ Part three

Originally posted by foreveryoujiyong

Originally posted by coupdetop

A/N ~ This one is too good to keep you waiting, you must suffer with me. You guys can thank @tabis-eyebrows for starting a war with me that ended with this smutty jewel. Now strap yourselves in, your in for one hell of a ride, literally.

Pairing ~ Kwon Jiyong x Reader x Choi Seung hyun

Theme ~ cheating/infidelity/love triangle

Rated ~ Smut/fluff/angst

Warnings ~ Smut, smut, smut…. oh and daddy kink

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It had been three weeks since your time away in Singapore with the guys and you had managed to stay away from Jiyong the whole time but he had not left your thoughts, you decided it was best that you stay away from Seung hyun for a while, at least while you tried to rid yourself of the poison the other man had inflicted on you. You gave him some bullshit excuse of having to sort out the work you had backed up and you would let him know as soon as you had finished, he wasn’t exactly happy about it but he understood and had left you to your own devices for the most part. It had just hit a little over a week since you had last seen him and in the last two days he had started to become needy, texting and calling to try and get you to come over, you were beginning to run out of excuses.


Your phone chimed as you sorted through the photos on your dinning table, you picked it up and saw it was from Seung hyun.


- “What are you doing Jagi?”



You sighed as soon as you sent it, you shouldn’t be so cold to him, he didn’t do anything wrong, you did.


- “But you have been working for over a week”


- “I’m sorry oppa but you know what it’s like”



Your heart skipped with his message, he did call you whenever he could while he was working or away on tour.


- “I’m sorry, I’m almost done and then we can see each other. I miss you too”


- “You promise?”




You giggled as you placed your phone on the table, he was so loving and cute, you couldn’t believe you had even thought about another man let alone what you did with him. You decided on a few photos you would release and headed into the dark room to develop them. You preferred the old method over the digital, you felt it gave a more intimate feel to your work, a connection of hand crafting something. That was also the reason you picked the apartment you were in, it was a little run down but it had a spare room for you to set up a dark room and the fact it was run down was perfect, it meant it didn’t matter if you spilt any chemicals. You developed a few photos and hung them up to dry before heading out to grab your phone and send a quick text to Seung hyun.


- “Almost done, I will be about an hour and then I’m all yours, are you able to pick me up?”


You placed your phone back down and headed back to the dark room, just as you reached the door you heard your phone chime with a response but you ignored it, you just wanted to finish up so you could be in the arms of your boyfriend.


You finally finished the last photo, you pegged it up with the others, you stood with your hands on your hips looking proudly at how good they turned out. You let out a sigh and headed back out the door to grab your phone, you giggled when you saw multiple texts from Seung hyun.



- “And don’t think you can run off again, I’m going to hold you captive in my bed for days”



“Shit” you said out loud, he was the last person you wanted to see, before you could reply another text came through.



Just after you read it you heard a knock at the door, you threw out a quick fuck before heading to answer it. You opened the door to see Jiyong leaning against the frame with his forearm, a smirk forming on his lips as soon as he saw you. He was wearing a snap back and dark sunglasses to hide his face, you were kind of glad he did, you weren’t sure if you would be able to handle his stare.


“Are you going to invite me in or just leave me standing out here?” his voice held an almost seductive tone.


“Come in” was all you replied before walking away and leaving the door wide open, you were too scared to say anything else, in case you would fall victim to him once again. “I’m just going to go pack some stuff and then we can go”


You didn’t wait for an answer instead you retreated straight to your room, you grabbed your over night bag out of the closet and began packing, you turned around to get some underwear out of your bedside dresser and almost jumped in surprise. Jiyong was sitting on your bed, his glasses were now off but his cap still on, his back was against the bed head as he looked through the photos you kept on your dresser. He held one up in front of his face holding it so the picture was facing you.


“You keep a photo of me by your bed?” he asked as he pulled it down a little so he could poke his eyes over the top of it.


“Don’t flatter yourself, I have more of Seung hyun” you said as you reached out to snatch the photos back, he grabbed your wrist and pulled you on top of him.


“Why did you have to hurt my ego like that?” he asked as he snaked one of his hands around your waist and gazed into your eyes.


“Because he’s my boyfriend” you replied as you returned his gaze, how was it that he always got to you.


“Don’t remind me” he whispered as he reached up and brushed your hair behind your ear.


“Ji, please don't” you said as you tried to get up but he pulled you back, he ran his hand through your hair before gently pulling your head down to meet his lips.


You grasped at his shirt as soon as your lips touched, they felt like silk against yours, his hand roamed down your back and over your ass before pulling your thigh up. He released your hair with his other hand before doing the same, you were now laid on top of him with your legs spread, the only thing separating you were the underwear you were wearing and his pants. You could feel his cock hardening between your legs, his hands slowly made there way up your thighs under your dress making you moan in to the kiss. He took the opportunity and stuck his tongue in your mouth, applying the right amount of pressure against yours as he roamed around it with his. You got lost in the kiss and grinded against him, as soon as you did his kisses got rougher, more needy. He grabbed at the flesh of your ass as he began to guide your hips back and forth, pushing them down as he did. You grabbed his hat and threw it to the side of the room before returning your hand to run through his hair as you deepened the kiss, every fibre of you felt as though it needed to be closer to him. You grabbed at his shirt with both hands and pulled him up to a sitting position before returning both of them to run through his hair, he groaned as he quickened the pace of your hips, his lips never leaving yours. You moaned and sucked on his bottom lip, giving it a light nibble as you did.


“Fuck it” he growled breaking the kiss, his hands grabbed at the sides of your panties and pulled on them until they broke before pulling them off you. He wrapped one arm around your waist and pulled you up slightly before reaching down with the other to pull down his sweat pants. You threw your head back with a gasp as he lowered you on to his cock, the feeling of him filling you up as he stretched you out had your hairs standing on end. Once you were all the way down he returned his hands to grasp at you ass, guiding you up slowly as he squeezed your cheeks before bringing you back down again.


“Ji” his name slipped from your lips, he had your body going crazy and your mind foggy. You crashed your lips against his and forced your tongue straight into his mouth as you quickened your pace, you took over, bouncing up and down on him all on your own, making sure to get all of him inside you every time.


“Shit” he groaned as he broke away from your lips for a moment before crashing them back with extreme passion, your teeth colliding in a mess as you panted and moaned into one another. Goose bumps spread across your body, like tiny jewels adorning your skin. You snaked your hand through his hair until it got to the back of his head and grabbed a fist full, tugging on it slightly as you sped up again. He pulled away letting your hand tug his head back so he could watch your face as you moaned while bouncing on his cock.


“Say my name” he commanded as he tilted his head to the side, his dark eyes were boring straight through you, you shook your head at his request. “Say it or daddy will have to punish you” he said as he gave your ass a tight squeeze, his finger tips digging in to your flesh so hard you were sure they went white.


“Jiyong” you moaned, your body gave a slight jerk when you called out his name, the sound sent waves of pleasure right through you. “Oh god” you moaned as you pulled on his hair earning yourself a groan from him.


“What?…… Is my baby close already?” he asked panting before sinking his teeth into his bottom lip, still watching your face as you moaned on top of him.


“Yes” you managed to moan in response, you could feel yourself on the edge and you needed more then anything to fall over it.


“Good…. come on daddy” he commanded, you threw your head back with a long throaty moan, Jiyong seizing the opportunity to lick a long line from you collar bone up to your chin.


“Fuck” you growled before placing your hands on his chest and pushing him back on the bed, he licked his lips as he watched your hands move down to his stomach and lift yourself up. Your hips moved on there own, pounding at an incredible rate as you began to scream. The position had is cock hitting your g-spot with force each time you came down, you could feel your legs start to shake from the pleasure.


“That’s it baby….. fuck the shit out of me” he growled from under you as he placed his hands on the head board to keep himself in place, you were fucking him so hard that his body kept creeping up the bed.


“Oh god….. Jiyong…..” you screamed as you continued fucking him hard and fast, your hips beginning to buck from the pleasure that was ready to explode inside you. “ I’m gonna come….”


“Fuck your so hot…… fuck me….. make a mess baby” he groaned biting his lip, you could tell he was close too. “Come all over me”


“Oh god, oh god, oh god” you screamed, somehow your hips sped up even more, an explosion burst inside your abdomen and spread over your body causing you to see stars. “I’m coming…… I’m fucking coming” you screamed as you clenched around him but your hips wouldn’t stop, they just kept going on their own.


“Fuck baby” he hissed as he flexed his muscles, his body became rigid as he tried to fight the urge to hold on to you. “Daddy wants to hear is name….. scream it”


“Jiyong” you screamed as your hips continued, you could feel your juices pouring out of you as you continued to come, your head was becoming light and you weren’t sure how much more you could take but he made you feel so good.


“_____” your name fell from his lips as you felt him come inside you, his hips coming up to meet yours whenever they lifted off him. You continued for a while, slowing the pace as you came down from your highs. Once his spell wore off you came to your senses, your hand coming up over your mouth as you realised you had done it again, you had betrayed Seung hyun, with his best friend.


“I need a shower” you said quickly before jumping off him and retreating to the bathroom.


By the time you finished washing all trace of him off of your body and came back out, he was gone from your room, you quickly got dressed before grabbing your bag and heading out.


“I’m ready, lets go” you said as you grabbed your phone and your keys from the table and headed straight for the door. Jiyong didn’t say a word as he sprang up from his seat on your couch and followed you out the door.


The car ride was full of silence, tension thick in the air. You had gotten sick of his side way glances at you so you decided to just stare out of the passenger window, praying he wouldn’t breath a word for the rest of the trip.


Your phone rang, you rummaged through your bag, once you found it your heart sank, it was Seung hyun.


“Hello” you answered with a chirp, you didn’t want to make him aware that something was wrong.


“Jagi where are you? You said you would only be an hour but it’s been two” Seung hyun whined at you, you could tell he was still drunk.


“I’m sorry oppa, it took longer then I thought and then I needed a shower, we are almost there, just five more minutes” you said as you looked down at your lap, you felt bad for lying to him, you never meant for any of this to happen.


“Hurry up, I need you, now” he ended the last word with a growl.


“Seung hyun” you scolded him.


“I can’t help it, I miss you, I love you”


“I love you too” you heard Jiyong scoff beside you at your words “I will be there soon” you said quickly before hanging up.


“Do you really love him?” Jiyong asked suddenly, you looked over at him, his eyes were still locked on the road.


“What kind of fucking question is that? Of course I do” you snapped as you furrowed your brow.


“Really? Because you were fucking me thirty minutes ago” he replied with a scoff.


“That was different”


“How so?” he asked as he glanced over at you, his face was sour like someone had just forced a wedge of lemon in his mouth.


“That was fucking, nothing more”


“Are you sure?”


“Yes, it was just two people with a pent up sexual frustration of one another”


“Is that all I am to you….. a pent up sexual frustration?”


“Ji, don’t do this” you said as you shook your head.


“Answer the fucking question” he snarled as he pulled up to Seung hyun’s pent house.


“I love Seung hyun, he means the world to me” you answered, Jiyong let out a bitter laugh.


“I guess that’s my answer then” he said as he looked over at you, his face was cold and indifferent.


“This thing between us has to stop, I can’t lose him” you said as your eyes began to fill up with tears.


“Don’t worry, it wont happen ever again” he said in a monotone as he looked ahead, your heart sank a little at his words, you wanted it to stop but hearing him say it almost hurt.


“Good bye Jiyong” you whispered before getting out and heading towards the house. The front door opened and Sung hyun walked out, holding his arms out as he smiled widely.


Jiyong watched bitterly as you ran up to his friend and practically jumped into his arms, your lips crashing down on his straight away, kissing him just as passionately as you had kissed Jiyong not even an hour ago. He scoffed as he watched Seung hyun’s hands make their way down to your ass and give it a squeeze before picking you up and carrying you inside.


“Fuck” he screamed as he punched his steering wheel, how could you be with him and then less then an hour later be in the arms of another man, it wasn’t fair. Jiyong put the car in gear and sped off down the road, using his car to unleash the rage of how betrayed he felt.

anonymous asked:

Hello!! How do you think Hyungwon, Shownu, Kihyun and Changkyun will react (long reaction if possible^^) if their crush back hugged them and kiss them on the cheek before running away? I don't know if it makes a lot of sense sorry ^-^;;; Thank so much!! And congratulation for your 100 followers you deserve it!💕 Bye😊❤

Thank you so much! It made sense, don’t worry, and you’re welcome ^^

Edit: I’m so sorry! I reread your message and realized I wrote this as if you were his s/o! But if you were their crush, the “I love you” wouldn’t be there and they would be 10x more shy and less kisses! So sorry!

Originally posted by shownuz

Shownu - You saw him standing with the other members from far away. You had come by the company building to drop off some lunch you had bought from a near by bubble tea shop and a few pastries from their favorite bakery. Smiling to yourself, you held the bags in each hand, careful not to spill everything. As you crept closer, you had to pause to make sure he wouldn’t hear you. They were at the end of the hall, looking at their exhibition they held some time ago. You felt your heart beating faster and before you knew it, you were standing right behind him. Somehow, no one heard you set down the bags despite being (somewhat) silent. Quickly, you hugged his waist and almost missed his cheek since he was so tall. “I love you!” You quickly said before he could turn around and see you running away. “Y-Yah!” Shownu held his hand out but his foot hit the bags, looking down to see your treats. “Thank you!” He called out as the other members noticed and surrounded the bags. “You’re welcome!” You yelled down the hall, arms flailing until you left the building. He, like everyone, would be really surprised and wouldn’t say anything until he could process it. In the end, he’d be smiling at your silly action and return the favor when you least expect it. Instead, he’d pick you up and kiss you until you told him to stop. That would be… never?

Originally posted by mcnstax

Kihyun - You had gotten home from work, and honestly, just glad that you came home. You noticed Kihyun was in the shower, so you decided to surprise him for the time being. Putting your things away, you heard the door make a ‘click’ and the hot air being released into the hallway. You were hiding behind the couch, and in front was a hallway a bit to the right where Kihyun was. He had a towel around his neck and his phone in hand. You peeked your head from the couch and watched him go into the kitchen, muttering, “I wonder if they want seafood tonight… No, they can’t eat salmon, I forgot…” You found this cute as he remembered but nonetheless, you carried out your plan. He took off his towel to dry his hair a bit more before folding and setting it on a nearby table. You tiptoed your way to the kitchen and wrapped your arms around his waist. “What the–?” You kissed his cheek and chuckled before running away to use the shower. “I love you too!” He said as he noticed something. “You didn’t grab a change of clothes!” “Damn it!” You walked out of the shower in shame. Kihyun would find it adorable to surprise him. He’d laugh and find a fault in every plan you decide to do this. After all, he’s perceptive and will tease you about it later. When he does it to you, he wouldn’t actually run away and just keep hugging you like a little koala.

Originally posted by mmmgoals

Hyungwon - “Do you want to meet up at the playground? We’re about to have our photo shoot there. The theme is youth.” “Sure! I’ll be there soon.” You hung up the phone with Hyungwon and grabbed your keys and left the house. Hyungwon often called you to visit him and the other members. However, you didn’t have much time to visit them since you had to leave for work shortly after. Arriving at the playground, you saw Jooheon and Minhyuk playing with one of the staff’s little son and you looked around for Hyungwon. He had just finished his portion of the photos with I.M and Shownu, so he checked his phone and looked around like you did. Shownu smiled at you and pointed to where he was and left the scene. You thanked him (mentally) before running over and hugging his waist. His body tightened and he looked back and smiled when you kissed his cheek. “I’m glad you came!” Hyungwon chirped. “Sorry, but I have to leave for work! I’ll come by again if you’re not…” He couldn’t hear the last part as you were sprinting away from the set, almost tripping over a few toys here and there, and Hyungwon was laughing at your silliness. “Seriously, how did I let this angel come before me?” “I wonder that too.” I.M passed by him, but didn’t go without a punch to the arm. Shocked to see you but never angry because it’s you! He probably wouldn’t do anything but feel his cheeks getting hotter. If he could, he would probably just rest his chin on your head and hug you even tighter.

Originally posted by eddycakeway18

I.M - He was listening to music at the practice room as the group was taking a short, ten minute break from practicing. You decided to video call him for the time being and his face brightened when he saw you smiling. “Where are you going?” He asked. You held up your phone to your face and tilted it every once and a while when you weren’t looking. You tried your best not to make it seem like you were coming to visit him at the practice room at Loen, so you kept your phone close to you. “Uh, I’m just walking around, nothing major.” You responded. You told him that you had entered a mall where you were going to buy him a gift for when he gets home. On the other side, he was sitting on the floor of the dance room, Kihyun sitting beside him and looking at his phone screen every other minute. “Hold on, I’m going to go get a drink from the vending machine. I.M got up and headed over, not thinking about you being right behind him. You smiled and nodded, quickly approaching him and before he could see you on his screen, you hugged him and kissed his cheek, reflecting on both of your phones. “Hey…! You’re sneaky!” Changkyun turned around and ruffled your hair before you ran away and looked down at your phone to see him smiling and holding his cheek. If he could, he would run after you and spin you around in his arms. He’d kiss you and tell you that you really surprised him this time. If anything, he’d scare you first and have you clutch your heart before he comes and hug you.


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strawberrywhaliens  asked:

namjin headcanon for secret sat: consider seokjin feeling down one day bc school is hard and weird and he's a freshman in high school but already he's being told to just focus on grades and nothing else and when he's walking home he passes by this park and suddenly hears a whole bunch of rapping dissing the school system and he looks to see what's going on and there's Namjoon, still in middle school but with a crazy mohawk and hands in the air as he verbally rips apart an imaginary person (1)

and seokjin is just awed while he watches this kid go in an empty park. before he knows it he’s right behind him and when namjoon stops he automatically starts clapping, half scaring the poor guy to death, who never had any idea anyone could hear him at all. and then jin is all up in his face, eyes sparkling, telling namjoon how he’s awesome and that was such a cool rap and how he totally relates to it and namjoon is s o talented to be able to do that and poor namjoon just turns bright red (2)

bc he’s never rapped in front of anyone before or shown them the stuff he’s done but here’s a really cute guy talking about namjoon like he’s actually something special bc of his raps and even saying he LOVED it and namjoon is just really?? flustered?? and afterwards they sit at the park together ralking and joonie talks about his rapping and why he does it and his love for music and jin just soaks it all up and talks about his own tastes in music amd they talk so long it becomes hella dark (3)

so jin is like omg!! you’re still a kid!!! so he sends him home after exchanging contacts and then when jin gets home and hits the bed he gets a text from joon like “got home safely, what about hyung?” and he grins and starts texting back and then they ended up falling asleep messaging each other bc this is basically their first real friendship and over the years jin is namjoon’s #1 fan and supporter even when ppl tell him he should stop rapping and just focus on his grades instead (4)

jin is just always there telling him he can do it and jin believes in him and somewhere along the line joonie falls for this kind and dorky and energetic hyung of his who’s never once given up on namjoon even though he’s obsessed with rap/music or thought namjoon should change in any way and so when jin struggles in school joonie learns the subjects he struggles in to be able to help him and constantly praises seokjin when he can so he knows he’s really absolutely amazing no matter what (5)

and namjoon always buys jin’s fav snacks or new ones he wanted to try out whenever he feels down and goes to the same highschool as him as a surprise, shocking jin even more when he skips another grade to be in the same class as jin after jin tells him he wishes he never had to go to school bc its horrible and they’re just always together, always seokjin and namjoon and nothing else to everybody who knows about them. namjoon makes a cd and sends it to companies to see if anyone will take him (6)

and jin is telling him “they will, they will” but namjoon doesm’t believe him and they’re in their last year of highschool when namjoon hears back from someone and gets a record deal and finally, finally makes his dream come true and becomes a rapper like he’s always wanted to be. the first song he raps is that one from all those years ago in that park, edited and tweaked just a little bit, and he dedicates it to jin. he saves up the money, goes to the first flower he sees and buys a HUGE (7)

bouquet of flowers and heads straight to seokjin’s dorm that he just moved into all alone since namjoon isn’t going to college, drops to his knees right there and tells seokjin he doesn’t have the money or stability or even worth to propose to him right now and ask him to marry him, screw the law, but he will one day and right now he just wants to know if jin will give him the chance to be his boyfriend and jin just laughs and kisses him right there in the dorm hallway with everybody there (8??)

and namjoon becomes famous and makes money and gets them an apartment and jin finishes college and they don’t have legal papers saying they’re married but they’ve got rings and the memories and love to say it for them and that’s all they need. joon dedicates every album to jin and jin is his number one fan always, to the point where not a single one of namjoon’s fans doesn’t know who jin is. (sorry i took so long iT GOT AWAY FROM ME AKSKFK) but like. consider. (9??? who knows anymore sjdkg)

/weeps in the corner/ you.. basically….. wrote a short namjin fic….. /nasty sobbing/

FOR REAL DUDE I’M SO HAPPY THIS GO AWAY FROM YOU?? i love it so much it’s just??? WOW thank you

never gonna be over it…….. i wanna read a full fic

it’s a sleepover

anonymous asked:

What if yurio , phitchit and victor were texting there crush and there crush said something really cute or a really cute selfie and they just got completely flustered and just mt and don't respond so someone replys to there crush for them because they haven't sent anything back in like ten minutes and the person who responds basically just embarrasses them more by saying that they got really flustered (sorry if this doesn't make sense

Ah, it’s been such a hectic week what with it being the beginning of a new semester, but I’ve been feeling so down, and this is so cute, I really just have to do this. I’ll do my best, darling, I think I get the gist of it!

-’yuri!!! yuri, im @ the pet shelter atm and there’s this wonderful grouchy kitty that reminds me of u look look look’
-You ruthless cutie you
-Yurio already can’t handle you
-He was just texting you during his break, with a small serene smile on his face
-Just leanin against the railing of the rink, doing some leg exercises
-The creases between his eyebrows are practically non-existent, you make him so happy
-It’s the sweetest thing
-But the minute you send that text, he stands up straight as if he’s been whipped across the back
-Oh no
-Yuri looks over his phone to see Mila, smiling sllyly down at him
-”Who are you texting, Yuriii?” she croons
-fuCK OFF I WAS HAVING A GOOD TIME, WITCH
-he tries to ignore her, hunches his shoulders and is just about to message you back when you send a selfie
-holy shit if you didn’t kill him before, then you damn well did now
-There you were, a big delighted smile on your face, with the most crotchety looking cat on your lap, leaning against your hand that was petting it’s head
-Yuri wheezes, this boi literally fuckin WHEEZES, and leans over, clutching his chest
-he’s like the old man meme

-that one
-Mila blinks, chuckling, before taking his phone in his weakened state to see what’s gotten him in such a ti-
-oh my god
-Even she’s enraptured in the fucking ADORABLENESS that your selfie is
-meanwhile you’re waiting eagerly for your boyfriend’s reply, which… is taking a while….
-A half hour damn near passes before you get a text
-”Hi, Y/N, this is Georgi. I must say your selfie is very sweet and cute. I can’t handle it, but you know, Yuri is the one who can’t handle it the most. He’s currently wailing with Mila over how adorable you are! Haha.”
-fucker is the only one trying to keep his cool, bc honestly, he’s crying too
-you lethal weapon
-yuri later tells you he killed georgi for embarrassing him he didnt he just poured his coffee on his new scarf

-You’re always snapchatting Phichit about one thing or another
-You don’t usually use your face, rather, you just take photos of the thing you’re doing at the time
-But Phichit loves you and your cute face!!! He could kiss it all day!!!
-Anywho, he’s out with Yuuri, and while his friend is looking through ice skating magazines, Phichit’s checking through his notifs
-And he sees you’ve replied to his snap!!
-He asks Yuuri if he wants to be in a selfie with him and of course Yuuri knowing Phichit, he didn’t have much a choice
-So Phichit taps the notif, and goes to your chat
-Opens your snap, la dee d-
-Oh
-Ooooooooooohhhhhh myyyyy gooooo-
-He blinks, and screams when the counter goes out, this boy literally fucking SCREAMS, HE SCREECHES
-It’s you, holding up a hamster cookie, with the biggest smile on your face, looking so proud
-The caption read ‘Just cooked up a batch for u, look how good it looks?!’
-Phichit is leaning against Yuuri, who’s also seen the snap
-”Aaaw, how cute!” He says
-Phichit grabs his friend by the shoulders
-”Yuuri.” He says in the most grave tone Yuuri’s ever heard, “That wasn’t just “cute.” Let me tell you a thing or two over just how precious my s/o is.”
-He literally goes on a goddamn tangent
-And Yuuri thought HE was obsessed with Viktor, CHRIST, PHICHIT
-It’s like he was saving this speech over how adorable you are for this specific moment
-Yuuri’s listening to him, smiling and humoring him
-Phichit replays the snap, screenshotting it before just waving it in front of Yuuri, looking so happy
-But Yuuri’s tired now, a fucking HOUR passed, and you only have a notif that Phichit screenshot your pic
-This boi fuckin snatches the phone from your boyfriend, and before he can react, texts
-”Y/N, your cookies look gr8! This is Yuuri btw, sorry for the delay in reply, but Phichit went on a speech over how cute u are! Lol pls tell him to stop, ppl are staring.”

-Viktor’s always been passionate about how cute you are
-He squishes your cheeks, kisses your nose, gives you eskimo-kisses, blows raspberries on your tummy, nuzzles you CONSTANTLY when he gets overwhelmed, he just adores you
-Viktor Nikiforov is entirey infatuated you, it’s adorable in itself
-So he’s just texting you, when he SHOULD be practicing with Yuri, because… th… that’s his goddamn job…. Viktor,…. you fuck…..
-Yuri’s shouting at him and of course, this guy is clearly ignoring him, giggling to himself as he chats with you
-’lolololol Y/N, when will u get here???? it’s nearly lunch time!!! i miss uuuu~’
-’im on my way!!!! u should be practicing, geez’
-Fuckin Viktor chuckles, and does a little footwork,then checks his phone OOOOH GREAT JOB HOTSHOT
-He skids to a halt after that
-Yuri’s cussing this guy out, “OI, YOU AIRHEAD, YAKOV SAID TO FOCUS ON YOUR AXELS, FUCK YOUR FOOTWORK”
-Viktor speeds his way towards Yuri which autmoatically makes him regret speaking because now he’s gonna go off about you
-Instead, much to Yuri’s surprise, he’s… actually kinda quiet
-It’s weird
-His eyes are wide, and practically glimmering
-Viktor’s cheeks are normally at least a little rosy due to the chilly temperature, but now, they’re a bright jolly red color
-One hand is covering his mouth, as if in shock, and now Yuri’s a little unnerved
-”What the fuck do you want.” He grumbled, a little off-put
-Viktor slowly holds up his phone to show Yuri a photo of you, posing in front of a poster of Viktor that was apparantly up nearby the ice rink
-You have the back of your hand on your forehead dramatically, but you’ve got a clear mixture of pride, love and amusement on your face as you grin
-Beneath that was a text, saying “Can’t believe my beautiful boyfriend is actually made out of paper…….”
-Yuri blinks, and grunts
-He’ll admit, it was pretty cute, but he didn’t really…. give a shit…..
-He looks up and sees Viktor’s cheeks pulled up in a smile behind his hand
-It takes at least an hour and a half when you get a response and it’s from Yuri
-’hey this is yuri can u maybe pls take ur shitty boyfriend away so i can be at peace’
-Thanks yuri

CHRISTOFFER SCHISTAD IMAGINE PART 5

A/N: whelp it’s here thanks for being patient and all hope you like it! i tried to write it in a way so you can see both povs lol. haven’t edited it out yet sorry!!

word count: 1,1k+

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PART 6


Y/N was beyond surprised when Chris asked her out on a date. It didn’t seem like something he would do from what she’d heard of him. She was actually excited, maybe she could finally see what he really was like.

Y/N hadn’t told anyone she’s going on a date with Chris, in case this was just a sick joke of his or if something incredibly terrible happened. She didn’t want to be that girl, yet at least. Even with all her efforts to keep it secret, Noora had somehow found out and had insisted to help Y/N out when it came to picking up and outfit (which was a thing that Vilde would do).

That’s how she had ended up hours before her date, lying on her bed with a pile of clothes on top of her. Noora wanted Y/N to put on something special, meanwhile she just wanted to go out with her ’normal’ clothes on since she didn’t want to look like she was doing too big of an effort.

”Alright, I’ll tell you something that I haven’t told anyone.” Noora said with a knowing look, she knew exactly what to do or say to get your attention on something. You kinda hated her for it, but nodded along signaling her to go on.

”I went on a date with William so that he’d leave Vilde alone, but I think I like him now. I really think I fucked up big time now.” Noora was biting her lip, avoiding Y/N’s gaze. Y/N couldn’t stop the smile from forming on her face, she knew there was something going on with them.

”I’m not really that surprised, you two would look great together anyway so just go for it?” Y/N suggested, giving Noora a sympathetic smile. ”Eskild also told me somethings, so if the other girls know something it’s because he told them not me.”

Noora laughed for a bit before mumbling something along the lines of ”damn you Eskild”. Y/N looked at the clock to check on the time, her eyes widening when she saw how much time had passed by already. She quickly got up and looked inside her closet, picking out a pair of jeans and a nice sweater to wear.

”You’re seriously going out like that even after I told you my secret?” Noora groaned, falling on Y/N’s bed.

”Yeah, it’s Chris after all. I don’t except much from a date with him.” Y/N was feeling slightly nervous, but she didn’t want to show it to Noora.

”Well, I guess I better get going now since he’ll probably be here soon. Good luck.” Noora got up and left before you could even say something to her. Y/N sighed and walked up to her mirror to see herself in it, wondering what could have ever drawn Chris to her out of all the girls. Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the doorbell, she gave a quick last glance to the mirror before going to open the door.

”Hi princess.” Chris said with a smug smile once you opened the door.

”You seriously didn’t have to come all the way to the door you know, but hi.”

”You’re not supposed to do this on dates?” He asked, his eyes wide.

Y/N let out a chuckle at his reaction and walked outside closing the door behind her. ”You’re nervous and I must admit I like it, if this date is a total flop I can blackmail you with it.”

”Well look who’s feeling confident in themselves?” He was smirking, making Y/N blush. He found it cute how she went from confident to shy. ”Let’s go.”

—————————————————————

Chris had cheesily enough chosen to take Y/N out on a gaming arcade, but he seemed super stocked so she didn’t say anything.

”What even made you choose this place?” Y/N curiously asked, looking around the arcade. It was almost empty.

”I don’t know. Taking you out for a movie date would be too cliche, taking you out on a dinner date would just be odd and we’d probably be acting all awkward, a picnic would be lame and it’s way too cold outside and I bet 20 bucks that you’d never come in my home for a date because you still think I’m a dick, so this came in my mind and well here we are?” Chris said breathless and went on after a moment ”Fuck did I already ruin it?”

”You’re so awkward, relax it’s fine I was just asking a question.” She gave him a reassuring smile, making Chris relax a bit. ”Seriously though, you’re always like this on dates?”

”Eh, I thought I said before but I always skip the ’dating’ part. You’re the first one who I’ve actually taken out and chased after if we could say that.”

”Oh.” Y/N mumbled, blushing again because, as a matter of a fact, he had said that before.

”Come.” Chris took her hand and dragged her all the way to a dancing game making her rise her eyebrow at him.

”What? It’s a nice game! You should see William trying to play this when he’s drunk.” Chris said letting go of her hand. They both felt a little sad at the loss of contact, but neither said a thing about it.

”I think I can live without seeing it, nice to know what you guys do when you’re drunk.” Y/N said and rolled her eyes. Chris just chuckled before motioning her to come closer to play.

She ended up having a great time and get to know Chris a lot better. He actually wasn’t a total asshole, he was actually nice and sweet and had a great sense of humor, which is always nice. Y/N looked at the time, realizing that they had spent over two hours on that stupid dancing game where he always won.

Chris’ phone vibrated, signaling he had gotten a text message. He sighed and pulled out his phone, his eyebrows furrowing together.

”Fuck, I need to go and pick William up from a party…” He said and awkwardly scratched the back of his neck, giving Y/N an apologetic look.

”It’s okay, surprised you skipped a party for this though.” It made her feel quite special actually.

”Well I told you I can be something else than a dick? I’ve got to go though, so bye?” He didn’t know what to say to end it, Y/N quickly picking up on it.

”Goodnight, Christoffer.” She gave him a kiss on the cheek before sprinting off. She felt all warm and fuzzy on the inside and she couldn’t believe what she had just done, but she hoped it was worth it.

Chris on the other hand was left standing there as red as a tomato, his hand on his cheek. He felt genuinely happy for the first time in a while.

Birthday Wishes (m)

Word Count: 6,309

Warning: Taehyung Smut

“Fucking great.”

You throw the card you’d been reading down onto the round metal table before you, glancing over it once more. The picture on the front is that of a city, the name written in italic in the top right corner. She hadn’t even tried to personalize the picture for you, nor the letter that is nothing more than a bad excuse.

“Do you want another cup o’ coffee?”

You raise your head up to the server, and answer his question with a nod accompanied by a bitter smile. “Yeah.”

He looks at you with a square smile, then takes your empty cup.

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anonymous asked:

I'm going to request DR1kids bc they need more love ♡ DR1 guys proposing to their s/o if you don't mind c:

Of course we don’t mind! This is so cute!

DR1 Boys Proposing to their S/O

Makoto Naegi

  • He would plan out the entire day
  • So that he would looks as smooth as possible
  • It’s such a big deal to him
  • He wants it to go perfectly
  • Breakfast in bed
  • Then a day out at the fair ground
  • And then a meal at your favourite restaurant
  • Where, as the bill arrives, there’s a little box on the tray
  • “Wait what’s this?” You ask
  • He just smiles and gets down on one knee
  • “Y/N, you mean the world to me, and I just want you to know that you always have and always will…”
  • Cue long speech about how in love with you he is
  • “…So I was wondering if you’d do me the honours of marrying me?”
  • He’s just kneeling down there ever-so expectantly
  • “Of course I will,”
  • He would put the ring on your finger at lightning speed
  • And the entire restaurant is applauding

Byakuya Togami

  • He wouldn’t glamorise it hugely
  • And he certainly wouldn’t let anyone else know he was going to propose
  • He’d take you out shopping one day for jewellery and make notes on which rings caught your eye
  • But he would wait a good long time after then before he asked the question
  • And he wouldn’t do it in the eye of the public either
  • He would try and play it down like it wasn’t a big deal
  • But one evening you’d come home to the lights low and candles at the table
  • “What’s going on Togami?”
  • “I have a proposition to make,”
  • Proposition - nice
  • You sit down at the table with him
  • He didn’t intend to get down on one knee
  • So instead he would smile at you and then push the little box onto the table
  • “I want you to marry me,”
  • You laugh at how collected the whole thing is
  • He puts the ring on your finger when you nod
  • “Where do I sign?”

Mondo Owada

  • Would deep down want to be traditional
  • He wants to show he’s a proper gent – to propose correctly
  • He knows how to treat a woman right
  • All his dirty thoughts of you are put to one side
  • Gets stressed about making sure it’s all okay before he proposes
  • Probably overthinks it a lot
  • He would take you to a remote romantic stop by the sea
  • And then lead you down to the shore under the moonlight
  • He’d kiss you sweetly telling you how much he loves you
  • “…So, will you marry me?”
  • Helookslikehe’sgoingtocryifyouturnhimdown
  • “Of course,”
  • Would definitely sweep you off your feet and kiss you over and over

Kiyotaka Ishimaru

  • Most
  • Stressed
  • Ever
  • This has to be absolutely perfect
  • There must be no chance of you turning him down
  • Not that you would anyway
  • He’s planning it months in advance
  • Not so much the events of the day but how to word it
  • Will you marry me? – Doesn’t tell you how much he loves you
  • I’ve been in love with you forever – Too much
  • And when it comes to it
  • “Will you do me the honours of marrying me?”
  • He still can’t believe he won over someone as good as you
  • And he’s getting emotional while on one knee
  • You can’t stop smiling and he can’t stop thinking how beautiful you look
  • “I’ve never wanted to be with someone so much in my life,”
  • “And neither have I… Yes, I’ll marry you,”
  • He literally thanks you twenty times for saying yes

Chihiro Fujisaki

  • He’s so sweet about it
  • He isn’t one for making a huge deal but he wants to make you feel special
  • So he pampers you all day
  • Wake up to a hot bath run for you
  • Rose petals are all around the house
  • He cooks every meal for you
  • Little things that he wouldn’t do all the time
  • And he doesn’t have a ring because he was too scared of getting one that you didn’t like
  • So in the evening when you’re cuddling he just kind of says
  • “I was hoping after today I could dare to ask for your hand in marriage?”
  • You just look at him and he’s blushing
  • You take his hand and squeeze it
  • “I wouldn’t like for anything more myself,”
  • The next day he takes you out shopping for the ring

Leon Kuwata

  • He wants to be smooth
  • So casual is his option
  • So he takes you to a baseball game
  • And you’re in the front rows watching him and his team play
  • The screens around the arena are doing the usual tours, focussing on couples to kiss, sending out adverts and messages
  • He’s had it all arranged before you go
  • He scores a home run, and gets around the bases
  • And then he finds you in the crowd
  • And points to the screen
  • You look up and see the message
  • “Will you marry me?”
  • He’s running to the stands and the crowds are gasping as the cameras focus on you
  • Ffs what if you’re camera shy
  • He’s in front of you like an expectant puppy, grinning from ear to ear with his arms outstretched
  • You nod vigorously before running to him and embracing him for everyone to see

Hifumi Yamada

  • He’s only ever read about this sort of thing
  • So he goes to his online forums
  • Gets reference from the 2D world
  • Watches many playthroughs on dating sims
  • He’s pretty confident now
  • So he finds you the next day and takes you to one side
  • He’s on one knee
  • You’re smiling as you think you know where this is going
  • “Aww Hifumi…”
  • He pulls his phone out of his pocket
  • With a 2D ring on the screen
  • “Please, as the only 3D person I’ve ever desired, would you become my wife,”
  • You laugh and accept, taking his phone off him and kissing the screen
  • He’s the one blushing now

Yasuhiro Hagakure

  • Okay this is messy
  • He wants to be organised and plan it all out
  • He wants to display just how much he loves you
  • So he takes you to the park by the river
  • And rents out a boat for the two of you
  • As he rowed he told you your fortune for the month
  • “Love displays itself in different forms,”
  • You raise an eyebrow at him
  • “Take a look for yourself,”
  • He nods to the crystal ball in his bag
  • You pick it up but from the water the glass is now wet
  • Inside you see a ring
  • But then it slips in your hands
  • MAN OVERBOARD
  • For once it’s the ring that he values not the crystal ball
  • Through the splashes he’s screaming
  • “WILLYOUMARRYME Y/N,”
  • “YES OF COURSE GET BACK ON BOARD YOU IDIOT,”
  • “DON’T CALL ME AN IDIOT,”
  • “I WILL BECAUSE YOU’RE MY IDIOT,”
Imagine Jared surprising you by showing up at your place unexpectedly.

You let a frustrated sound as you struggled to find the right note. You exhaled deeply and stilled yourself, starting the song from the beginning. You had been practicing the song for months and even if their previous ones had been easy, The Kill seemed to be the hardest to learn on acoustic. And that particular note that you kept forgetting got on your nerves.

You bit your lip, pausing and thinking. The silence was really welcomed and when you best friend said she would be out for a few hours you jumped at the opportunity.

“I think the one you’re looking for is C5.” a voice was heard behind you and for a moment you would have thought Caroline had not left yet. But that was so not her voice. Your entire body stiffened and you turned around, eyes wide. Even as you looked at the person you couldn’t believe it was really him.

“J?” you breathed out, tears welling up in your eyes and an emotional smile formed on his lips.

“Hello sweetheart.” he breathed out as you clasped a hand over your mouth, the guitar falling from your hands on the bed “What?” he breathed out a chuckle “No welcome back hug for me?” he whispered with a cute smile and you almost sobbed as you ran towards him. You crashed in his arms as he hugged you as tightly as he could.

You laughed and sobbed at the same time, squeezing your eyes shut as you fisted the fabric of his shirt in your hands. In had been almost a year since you last saw him but it felt like an eternity. Maybe yes he was your best friend but that never stopped you from having feelings for the man. Who could blame you after all? He was perfect to you in every possible way.

“Gosh” you breathed out, brushing away the happy tears as you looked up at him “J, you gained weight.” you breathed out and he gave you a crooked smile “I was getting so worried about you.” you breathed out and he let out a shaky sigh.

“I know, princess.” he closed his eyes and kissed your forehead “I know.” his lips brushed your forehead as he spoke and you shuddered.

The last time you had seen him it was when he was filming Dallas Buyers Club and he had been so weak it worried you to no end. You were scared something was going to happen to him and you’d end up messaging him every day. He’d reassure you he was alright but you were never really convinced. There were times you had stayed up till late at night, thinking about him.

“I can’t believe you’re here.” you breathed out, burying your face in his chest again and smelling his characteristic scent.

“I can’t believe it either.” he whispered, his one hand holding your head as he kissed the top of it. His lips lingered there before in the end he buried his face in your hair; giving you a squeeze.

“Hey!” another cheerful voice was heard “Don’t keep her all to yourself Leto!” it was Tomo and the moment you opened your eyes you saw him get in.

You giggled and although none of you wanted to you shared a look with Jared but pulled away. You grinned as you walked towards your friend, arms wide open for you “Tom-Tom!” you chuckled as he spoon you around.

Shannon smiled as the two of you acted like little kids and his smile got softer when he glanced at his brother. Jared breathed out a chuckle but turned his head away as Shannon saw him brush hs tears away. Jared rubbed his red eyes and sniffled. He was not one to get emotional very easily but with you everything was different. You had broken every one of his rules and had made him think of things he never thought he needed or wanted.

“And you!” your voice caught Shannon’s attention and the man turned to look at you with a grin “Come and give me a hug right now mister!” they all chuckled as you jumped in Shannon’s arms. You were like a little sister to them yet there were moments that you took care of them like a caring mother. They all loved you so much…

…And Jared more than anyone else.

~*~

“Why didn’t you tell me you were coming?” you breathed out as Jared closed the door and came to sit on the bed next to you.

“The guys wanted it to be a surprise, since we are going to stay for long.” he said softly and you felt your breath at his words.

“How long?” you whispered and he smiled softly, the kind of smile that made you weak on the knees.

“Months. Lots of them. Maybe a year too.” he smiled, his hands resting on yours as you grinned widely at him.

“That’s great.” you whispered, acting like a shy teenage girl in front of their crush.

“Yeah” he breathed out and you both laughed softly. He looked down at your hands as he played with your fingers.

“I heard the song.” you said softly and he smiled, not taking his eyes off your hands.

“What did you think?” he whispered and you bit your lip for a moment.

“It was amazing.” you said in an equally low voice “You were amazing.”

He smiled softly “I had an amazing inspiration, that’s why.” he mumbled, brining your hands up as he kissed over your wrists and fingers; making you blush softly at the intensity in his blue eyes.

“Did you?” you asked in a tentative voice and he grinned softly.

“The most beautiful of all.” he breathed out, looking at you “I missed you so much.” he confessed and you felt your heart leap to your throat.

“I missed you too.” you breathed out and as he cupped your cheek you rested your forehead against his.

Yeah, well the boundaries of your friendship were always blurry for the both of you.

“Please don’t leave again.” you closed your eyes, your voice in a small whimper as he kissed your forehead tenderly. His lips moving to your cheek and lingering there once more.

“Never, I promise.” he whispered, his lips brushing past your just like the last time you had seen each other.

In a desperate moment of having to say goodbye to each other you had not cared about friendships or people being there. You had almost kissed him and he… he had almost kissed you too.

But now there was no almost “Never”…

…and he pressed his lips tenderly to yours.

anonymous asked:

I always loved the idea of mom!reader in overwatch like she has her own kids who've all grown up sure and she's fighting for them to make the world safer but these young people? They're so vunrable? Where are their parents these kids need cuddles and kisses on the cheek? Whatda mean they don't have any? That's it your all adopted even you 76 yes I am aware your older then me and like they give back too cute drawings fussing when their new mom seems stressed family game nights and just aaaaaaa

Anonymous said to luvleekaotix-imagines:

I’m over here laughing because a friend of mine just messaged me about Soldier 76 and an s/o that was pretty much Deadpool. Like, can’t die, insane, etc. Then they sent this: “I have 8 holes in my body and only 3 of them are supposed to be there!“ 

Anonymous said to luvleekaotix-imagines:

oh oh, remember when you talked about momma reader? what about momma reader and dad 76? The ultimate parent/power couple! - lexnon


A/N: Why not all of them at once?! Divorced military mother who’s put herself up for experimentation and then oops you’ve got crazy mutated healing. Love all the Overwatch kids. 76 is definitely the dad. The kids love you very much, but oh my god you can be scary…


“Stay the fuck away from my kid!!” You snarled as you proceeded to beat the Talon soldier down with his own helmet. Your rifle had jammed and Hana was in trouble since her mech was busted and she was stuck behind enemy lines. As per usual, against everyone’s advice you had charged in gun blazing until it decided to quit like the stupid quitter it was.

But you were no punk bitch and improvised, wrenching a helmet off a nearby terrified soldier and crushed his head with it. That oughta learn ‘em.

Hana cowered in a corner nearby as you went to work. She loved you, but dear god you were a monster when you were mad. She could only imagine how many Talon freaks you had made shit their pants when you showed up on the field. When things were quiet again and you shucked the helmet, Hana thought it was a good idea to speak up about another pressing issue. “Um… Umma?” She called meekly as she stood and dusted herself off.

You grunted in response. “What?” You sounded angry, but you knew that D.Va would understand that it was mostly from your berserker adrenaline. “Are you alright? They didn’t touch you?”

“No, I’m fine,” Hana affirmed, but she pointed at you. “Are you—doesn’t that hurt?”

What? You blinked and looked down at your arm that felt kind of funny. Oh. “Yeah, I think this is what it looks like when it’s really broken.” It hung limply at your side, twisted in ways that was impossible unless it were well and truly fucked up. It did hurt, but you were so used to being in pain that you hadn’t actually paid any mind to it. “Right, since these guys are all dead, you think we should head back?”

Hana gave you a displeased look. “Umma…” She sounded upset.

“I know, I know.” You put your good arm around her shoulder and gently guided her out of the building. Surely the rest of the team weren’t far. “I shouldn’t be reckless.” You grinned, though it looked more like a feral snarl. “At least, not when you’re watching me, kid! Hah!”

It wasn’t long until you could hear the sounds of scratching and scraping of cement coming closer, like someone was skating. “Mom!” There was bright flash of green that zipped around you and Hana and the two of you were suddenly enveloped in a hug. “You got D.Va back—whoa your arm.” Lúcio visibly flinched and shrunk back. “Let me change my tunes—”

“S’not gonna work on me, you know that.” You gently pet Lúcio affectionately on the head. For some reason none of the current healing technology that Overwatch possessed was able to help you, but you supposed you couldn’t have everything; your mutated healing abilities made you pretty godlike already. All you needed was a little time and you’d be right as rain. “Hana might need some first aid, though. Can you look after her? I’m gonna look for your dad before he gets angry.”

Pretty sure he’s already angry, but alright.” Lúcio is sweet enough to give you a kiss on the cheek and Hana planted hers on the other side. “We’ll let everyone else know you’re okay and meet you at the rendezvous point.”

You didn’t want to play favourites, but Lúcio was definitely one of them. “You kids look after each other.” You return their kisses with your own on their foreheads and trudge off to where Soldier 76 was probably looking frantically for you. At some point during your solo mission to retrieve Hana your comms had been cut. You were speaking to your significant other at the time, so he had probably freaked out a little bit when your line suddenly went dead.

“God-fucking-dammit!”

Speak of the devil. He marched right up to as you casually turned a corner. You managed to put on an affronted facade and gasped, raising a hand to your chest. “Watch your language, daddy. I thought we spoke about this.”

Soldier 76 paused for a moment, seemingly flustered with your pet name for him. You generally only used it in behind closed doors, but sometimes you liked to surprise him and used it to diffuse his temper. He hated how it worked every time. “What did you do to your arm?” Instead of continuing his planned rant, he changed the topic.

“Eh, usual.” You shrugged one shoulder since you couldn’t move the other. “At least it was just an arm this time.” You closed the gap between you and Soldier 76, looking up at him with a sly grin. “I saved Hana. Do I get a reward?” So you were hurt, but you’d take a little affection whenever you could.

You were sure there was an eye roll behind that visor. At the beginning of your relationship 76 would have marched away flustered, but he was used to it now. He pulled you closer with a hand at the small of your back. “You don’t think keeping the kids alive is reward enough?”

You felt the rumbling chuckle in his chest and you laughed. “Give me some sugar, you old geezer or I’ll beat you up.” There wasn’t any resistance as you tugged 76’s visor off tto reveal his face. There was the slightest hint of a blush on his cheeks, but it might have just been from the physical demands of the mission. You were willing to bet it wasn’t though.

“Charming.” He chided. Still, the soldier pressed a sweet kiss to your lips, but you knew he wouldn’t go any further than something chaste. You were injured and he hated seeing you injured no matter how much you reassured that you were practically impervious to permanent damage. “Let’s get you back to base and fix that arm of yours asap.”

You pouted for a moment, although the sly grin slowly made its way back. “Will you please reward me when I’m all healed up?”

This time Soldier 76 had no response, though you knew he would oblige.

I want a gekkan shoujo fic where like, the text conversations between Mikorin and Mayu, Mayu knows from the very first night because Mikorin is a dumb and he can’t lie and he just.

you can call me mikorin if you like

all my friends do

not that you have to, or anything

it’s not like it would make me happy!

… but you could, if you want to.

please forget i said anything.

and Mayu’s just like,

cute.

and Mikorin sits there having a small heart attack, until his phone chimes again,

mikorin is cute

and pretty much his heart explodes, because what is Mayumayu saying, does she think he’s cute, is it the name that’s cute?!?!?!?!? his delicate heart can’t handle this, so then he’s just like,

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anonymous asked:

I was just reading a v good gladion x reader fic somewhere on the internet, however one of the chapters turned into nsfw (as adults i guess) and even though it wasn't badly written i'm asexual and kind of need to forget about it. XD pls send fluff!!. Can you make a hc about their relationship, if it wasn't focussed specifically on the physical aspect of love, but more mentally bonding / gentle hugging etc? If you don't mind at least. (:

I totally hear you. I’m not asexual I think but I also don’t  really see the appeal of nsfw (which is why I wouldn’t write any unless people ask for it and even then it needs to be tasteful XD). I didn’t know that you meant so I based some of these off stuff I see from my parents.

RELATIONSHIP HEADCANONS: 

  • Being in a relationship with Gladion means dealing with those Family Issues.
  • Your relationship with Lillie is fine of course bc she’s super nice.
  • Your friendship with her actually ends up drawing both siblings closer together and it’s really sweet watching Gladion come out of his shell and finally opening up to her again not feeling like the older brother that has to hide all his pain from Lillie.
  • His pain though is yours too so you’d have to be really strong for him.
  • On the plus side, he’s strong for you too, because he knows the burden of responsibility.
  • If you feel like your role as Alola’s champion and saviour is too much to carry Gladion knows, he always knows somehow, and will drag you out of the League and give you a night off where you both just let off steam.
  • Letting off steam activities include: walks in Malie Garden, Battle Royale, or just plain laying about eating junk food lazily grooming your Pokémon together.
  • Gladion is actually very considerate and very easily picks up on your moods so he knows exactly when you both need space.
  • He’s not comfortable about pda in general but he’s v comfy with gift giving!
  • Like, you’d probably arrive at the League only to find like pots of flowers around your Champion seat (Gladiolus Flowers of course what a dork).
  • ALLLLL the Gracidea flowersssss.
  • You don’t really like shopping but Gladion likes to watch you try on new clothes and try new food just as much as he likes to watch you go to new places and discover new Pokémon. He likes the way you light up.
  • If he catches any Pokémon that remind him of you he totally gives you those Poké.
  • All the non-edgy Pokémon go to you tbh.
  • You have like five Luvdisc and one shiny Luvdisc. I get it Gladion you love me v much. So much, all the Luvdisc freaking flock to you. XD
  • You get mail from Aether via his Golbat all the time. Odd short messages like what you want for dinner or if the Elite Four are still stubborn about having teams of only one type of Poké.
  • Goes with you everywhere to complete your Pokédex probably.
  • If you’re into fitness, he would run and train your Pokémon with you early in the morning claiming he won’t be beat by your Pokémon but really he just likes spending time with you.
  • Is actually very good at braiding and hair styling, he’s also good at make-up. Probably does your eye-liner in the mornings.
  • All his clothes are just a little loose on you so they’re perfect for when you’re lazing about or short trips to the League.
  • In your spare time, you both go to the beach to see if you can toss any Pyukumuku back into the ocean for fun and always always end up tossing each other into the water.
  • Calling him Flower Boy.
  • Him calling you The Joker (because of that blank smile face). 
  • Being his girl/boyfriend makes you an honorary Team Skull member so no one dares mess with you.
  • Team Skull actually likes you better than him. He doesn’t really care for them but it’s cute seeing the Grunts crowd around you and glare at anyone who dares look at you wrong.
  • Plumeria is like “Wife/Husband that girl/ boy now.”
  • When you defeat the Elite Four with just bug types you become like Guzma’s fave. Gladion gets a little irritated that you’re spending all this time with Team Skull. XD
  • He flips out when they give you the Team Skull uniform, like no pls put on something else anything else here have my hoodie.
  • Possessively shoves his hoodie over your head. :”>
  • God Bless Him he loves you so.
  • And so does his doggo.
  • SO supportive of all your ideas on how to improve the League and Trial facilities. Gives great feedback on rules you can implement. 
  • Donates all of Lusamine’s frozen Pokémon so you can hand them out to new trainers who are just starting their Island Challenge.
  • You encourage him to take the Island Challenge too and properly challenge the League.
  • He’s like an unofficial Trial Captain kind of. When he’s free he hangs out at Victory Road, no one gets to you without beating him first.
  • The trainers actually have to go up Victory Road when he’s at Aether because if everyone had to beat him then not a lot of people would be able to Challenge you lets be honest. XD
  • You and he visit Lusamine once a month, at first it was just you since Gladion pleaded business with the Aether Foundation.
  • Eventually though, he decides to come with you and you are honestly so proud of him for it.
  • All four of you cry the first time Lusamine and him talk and she calls out to him softly and thanks you, it’s all very heartwarming and Lusamine is so grateful to you for taking such good care of her kids she’s defo approved of you wife/husband that girl/boy son or I will make u do it myself.
  • At home, you both cook mostly because while Gladion knows the basics you have more experience with harder dishes watching your mom but cutting things and actually computing cooking time? Yeah, Gladion can handle the mechanics. 
  • All chores are handled together unless one of you is busy.
  • You have about 30 minutes each of allotted time before bed to unload everything that’s troubled both of you that day.
  • Overall, you keep each other sane and Gladion is very dependable but you also pick up in the places he can’t cover. 
Jealousy and Reassurance

Requested: I was wondering if you could do an imagine where you get jealous of Shawn and Camila but he assures you that your the one he wants. Thanks ❤️

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Shawn Mendes and Camila Cabello getting cozy. The headline pops up in big letters on your phone, but you don’t bother reading it. You keep scrolling, trying to ignore it, but of course there is another, Shawn Mendes and Camila Cabello spend hours alone in the studio together when you come across a third article about your boyfriend and the ex member of Fifth Harmony, you throw your phone on your bed, and actually decide to study to try and distract yourself from it. You know it is really bothering you because it is so rare for you to actually willingly choose to study when it isn’t the night before something is due.

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So as some of you may know, I have a very elaborate headcanon about Jack and Bitty’s future kids and their lives, etc, etc. It’s all very cute and there’s only a little bit of angst.

But Shitty and Lardo.

Shitty and Lardo didn’t expect to have kids. It’s not that they didn’t want them; it’s more that they didn’t need them. They’re perfectly happy playing the role of cool aunt and uncle to everyone else’s kids. They’re living in Boston; Shitty’s a full-time Human Rights lawyer, part-time sports lawyer (for select clients only); and Lardo is running a gallery. All of their friends have already had their kids and they’re in their mid-30s. At this point they just don’t see it happening, and that’s cool. They’re not expecting kids, the kids just come to them. 

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