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Back to school tips🌹

Alright y'all, with school season comin back, here are some prime hoe tips to get y'all ready to slay.

🌹1. Develop a skincare regimen at least once daily: wash, exfoliate*, mask*, toner, essential oils, moisturize.
*once weekly, to avoid overshocking your skin.
🌙2.Tea tree oil is bomb for acne and acne scars. Apply that shit.

🌹 Coconut oil and castor oil for brow/lash growth every night.

🌙Go through your closet, and toss clothes you don’t wear. Invest in more neutral colors and fits to configure a wider variety of cute ass outfits.

🌹 Don’t be afraid to thrift shop; places like TJ Maxx and The Goodwill have bomb ass brands for cheap.

🌙 Get your books/supplies ready a week before. Prepare yourself.

🌹 Have all of your test dates/assignment due dates in your phone before classes start. Make sure to request off days of work the nights before major assignments and exams if you can help it.

🌙 Things to keep in a bag in your locker: pads/tampons, an extra pair of panties, a spare change of clothes & shoes(in case of a wardrobe malfunction), hairbrush and hairtie, nail file & clippers, makeup remover wipes, concealer, masacara, gum, water bottle, extra pens, some spare cash, phone charger, and earbuds.

🌹 Keep a water bottle in ya bag at all times. A hoes gotta be hydrated.

🌙 Keep up with ya studies

🌹 A week before school starts, develop getting sleep schedule for school by going to bed half an hour earlier every night. This’ll make waking up earlier less of a hell, trust me.

🌙Have a go-to makeup look for school that takes 30 mins or less as a default, if you beat your face in the morning.

🌹 Replace coffee with tea for a more healthy caffeine fix before class.

🌙 Prepare yourself a decent breakfast before you go to bed, so you can easily grab and go in the morning. Breakfast kickstarts your metabolism and decreases cravings throughout the day, and generally boosts your mood and brain power.

🌹If you wear a uniform, make sure that shit is comfortable and actually fits you. Make sure nothing hangs off of you, cuts off circulation, itches, irritates, etc.

🌙Need a break from studying? Work out. Burn some calories, clear your mind, and stimulate your brain with some exercise. Swear to god this keeps my grades up and my body lookin fly.

🌹Invest in a hair mask (any pharmacy or makeup outlet will have them), or make one yourself. They make your hair super soft and shiny for flipping it when you walk past that group of girls who hate you lol

Thats all I can think of for now beauties, get good grades, I believe in all of y'all✨🌹

Hoe Tips: Looking Your Best When You Have Zero Time

Alright y'all, I know you guys have started school and you probably have zero free time to really beat your face or look groomed without sacrificing sleep or classtime, so I’m droppin some quick tips.


1. Sleep>everything. Do not get less than 6 hours of sleep each night (really, no less than 8, but as a fulltime college student in a healthcare major I know thats not always realistic). Your physical health is more important than your grades, more important than doing your makeup in the morning, etc. Span out your studying gradually throughout the week so you aren’t cramming, and if you didn’t get enough sleep, just don’t do your makeup the next morning. I promise you, no one will really care whether or not you’re wearing makeup.


2. Have a 5 minute routine down pat if you still wanna beat your face. Mine is as follows: moisturizer/primer, tinted brow mascara/brow pencil, tinted BB cream, powder, blush and highlight, mascara, sheer lip gloss, setting spray. Easy peasy.


3. Lay out your outfits on your bed/dresser the night before. Having an ensemble already available to you saves a shit ton of time in the morning.


4. Have your lunch packed and your bag ready the night before.


5. Do some of your skincare routine in the shower. Wash and exfoliate while waiting for your shampoo to settle into your hair, leave on a face mask while shaving your legs, etc.


6. Apply coconut oil/castor oil to your lashes and brows before you go to bed every night for long, voluminous lashes and bold, groomed brows.


7. Keep a chapstick/lip balm on you at all times to ensure those babies are soft 24/7.


8. Never skip moisturizer. I like to use a Clean and Clear moisturizer with salicylic acid in it; it hydrates my skin and helps fight acne all in one.


9. Always have a hair tie on you in case of a bad hair day.


10. The less you wear makeup, the better your face starts to look without it. I used to wear makeup religiously (and I still love wearing it), but I found that sleep and making it to class/work on time every day is way more important than a beat face. Plus my skin benefits from having time to breathe. I promise y'all are gorgeous with AND without makeup, and your skin will thank you for having a day off.


11. Keep a small spray bottle of perfume in your car/bag.


12. Paint your nails/toes while studying. Reading over your notes while waiting for your nails to dry can make good use of some time.


13. Leave one day a week where you don’t do any school work, for beauty and personal care. Everyone needs a break, and that can be your self care day.


💖Thats all for now, good luck this semester hoes, stay beautiful💖

Mornings Like This

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Words: 809

Warnings: none

A/N: Haha, another writing challenge. This this for @bucky-plums-barnes, this was so much fun to write, I hope you like it! :)

Prompt: “It’s not everyday I get to see someone as beautiful as you”

One of the many disadvantages of being the former Winter Soldier was that Bucky couldn’t sleep past sunrise. However, if there was a good thing about it would be the fact that he could watch you as you slept beside him, warming his bed and leaving your scent all over his sheets.

Bucky smiles, really smiles. Not the kind of smile he gave whenever he pranked Sam, or when he would run to Steve and tell him about a newly found memory from his time in the 40`s. But the kind of smile that crept from the bottom of his heart and it was sure to made his cheekbones hurt.

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One Week (Connor Murphy x Reader)

TW: EVEN SMUTTIER THAN THE LAST ONE, swearing, a whole lot of innuendos

Words: 1,700 ish

Disclaimer: I may edit this a tiny bit more in the future. But enjoy, kiddos!


“Oh here they come,” Alanna groaned to the rest of your friends, spotting you and Connor walking towards the lunch table. 
“Wow, and a whole new gallery of hickeys to go along with it!” Jared nodded towards the faint purple bruises on Connor’s neck. 
“Ugh, seriously, can we stop talking about this? He’s my brother. The last thing I want to think about is him… doing it,” Zoe basically cringed at her last words. She folded up her half eaten sandwich, clearly having a loss of appetite.

You and Connor sat down, smiling. Your boyfriend slung his arm around your shoulder, pulling you into his side.
“What were you guys talking about?” You asked curiously. 
“Oh, just how you and Connor can’t keep it in your goddamn pants,” Jared snorted casually.

“I mean, I’ve never heard Y/N complain-“

Zoe groaned. “Okay, that’s all I can take. Come on, Evan, let’s go eat outside,” she stood up and the blue boy followed. His ears were pink just from listening to the conversation.

“See? Even tree-nut over there can’t be around you two,” Jared remarked.

“What the hell do you mean, Kleinman?” Connor rolled his eyes. 
“I MEAN that we all know how much you guys fuck. My god, look at you; your neck could be a Picasso sunrise!” Jared laughed in between his words. Connor’s hand shot up to his neck immediately, in attempt to hide them.

“Every time we get together, you guys always leave early to have sex,” Alanna pointed out, taking a bite of a baby carrot.

“Do not! When was the last time we did that?” You looked at Alanna with disbelief.

“Literally last week we watched Schindler’s List at my house, and you sucked Connor off in the bathroom,” Alanna stated.

Your face turned bright red. Connor’s ears changed colour like a chameleon to match.

“Who the fuck gets turned on by dead Jews? You guys are messed up,” Jared joked.

You rolled your head back and groaned. “Ugh, you guys are exaggerating! We don’t do it that often.”

Alanna and Jared bounced back and forth.

“Last week. Schindler’s List.”
“Week before that, we went to the arcade. You guys left and had sex at Y/N’s house.”

“Week before that, we all went out to eat and you guys dashed before dessert came.”

“Ok, ok! I get it. We have a lot of sex. But what’s wrong with that?” Connor let out an annoyed sigh.

“There’s nothing wrong with it, scientifically speaking, but it’s just… annoying,” Alanna concluded.

“Yeah, I bet you two couldn’t go a week without having sex.” Jared took a sip of his juice box, giving you both a judgemental glare above the rim of his glasses.

“You’re on,” you shook his hand. Connor choked on his own spit, eyes growing wide.

“Wait, babe, are you sure-”

“Quitting already, Murphy?” Jared spoke as he reached out his hands to shake yours.

Connor gulped, looking between the two of you. “Ok. Fine,” he finally sighed.

Alanna checked her watch, “ok, so this time in exactly a week, you guys cannot have ANY sexual intercourse. That includes anything in sexual nature.”

You nodded with a confident smirk on your face.

Two days have already passed, and it’s been a lot harder than you thought. You have been so used to having little quickies and long nights with Connor, that you felt… frustrated. It was almost as if your nerves were just asking to be trampled on. Even worse, Connor was getting antsy.

You were at his house, in an attempt to study. But he couldn’t sit still. He was full of energy and in a pissed off mood.

“Connor, just come sit down,” you pinched the bridge of your nose with your fingers.

“I can’t fucking sit down. I can’t just sit, I-I need something,” he ran his hand through his long hair, pulling at the roots.

Connor had quit smoking after you two started having sex. When he smoked weed, he felt a release of stress. Then when he became intimate with you, he didn’t need that other outlet. Of course, you were over-the-moon when he told you that he had stopped smoking. And the sex wasn’t too bad either. You stood up from his bed, walking over to him and placed your hand on his arm.

“Look, I get that this is all a shitty bet made by Kleinman, but we have to prove to ourselves that this relationship is more than just sex,” you gave him an endearing look, searching his eyes.

Connor dropped his hands to his sides, nodding. “Yeah. You’re right,” he sighed softly.

The two of you were laying on his bed, staring at the ceiling.

“Do you remember that time, we were on a date, and you laughed so hard that soda came out of your nose?” Connor teases with a grin.

“Oh don’t remind me,” you giggled.

“I think that’s when I fell in love with you. I mean, who wouldn’t want a girl who has Dr.Pepper for snot?” He tickled your side softly.

“Ok, seriously, shut up. Remember the time you peed yourself in second grade? Yeah, don’t start shit, Murphy.” You jokingly growled back with a laugh.

The two of you continued to joke and share the odd memory or two. You reminisced on embarrassing moments, your firsts, and plans for the future. It had been so long since you two had just sat down spoke to each other. It felt… nice.

Connor must have been thinking the same thing, because when you looked to your right, he was looking right at you. There was something in his eyes that you hadn’t seen in a very long time. It was the look of genuine care and love. His pupils were enlarged and his eyebrows were relaxed. His mind looked like it was put at ease with something other than physical pleasure.

As much as you hated to admit it, Jared might have actually done something useful.

-

Time wore on and your patience grew both thick and thin. A week without sex was a week full of love and frustration. You and Connor took the extra time you had to get to know each other. But your time alone was the most frustrating. 3 days into the week, he had tried to sext you. Sending you teasing messages and pictures of himself that were not-safe-for-work. By the fourth day, he couldn’t keep his hands off of you. When you sat near each other, his hand would run up your leg and be hiked dangerously north. By the fifth day, Connor’s eyes were glued to your neck. He stared at the skin that resembled a blank canvas. He wanted to litter it with bruises created by his lips. He wanted to make sure that everyone knew you were his. And by the sixth day, you couldn’t take it anymore.

-

Connor growled as he shoved you into his room, slamming the door closed. You attacked his lips, pressing so hard that he almost lost balance. Connor yanked your jacket off of your arms, throwing it on the floor. The zipper hit the floor, making a loud noise. But you didn’t care. Every sensation that wasn’t caused by Connor – faded into white noise.

He quickly grabbed your thighs, throwing you onto his double bed. He tucked his head in your neck, biting and finally creating a piece of art that couldn’t be graded. His hands quickly moved under your shirt, grabbing onto your breasts roughly.

“God, I fucking missed these,” he breathed out messily.

“Connor, w-what about your parents? W-What about Zoe?” you whispered in between hot breaths.

His hands grabbed your thighs and pulled them apart roughly, slipping his torso between them. “At work. I don’t fucking care about Zoe,” he grumbled against your skin.

You tipped your head backwards, letting your boyfriend catch up on all the missed time. Every tick, emotion, or outlet he needed was now all in for your pleasure. His anger built up from the week is pushed onto his muscles: carrying out the pleasure that he dedicates to you.

Connor sat on his knees. Stripping off his shirt, he presented the pale torso that you know all-too-well. You placed your hand on the line of hair beneath his belly button. You wanted to admire his beauty, but Connor had other plans. He attached his lips to yours and the two of you continued to remove your clothes, throwing them to the side of his bedroom.

His kisses trailed down your bare body. His movements resembled a waterfall, graceful and with a plan. He got dangerously close to where you wanted him the most. Slipping under the covers, he threw your legs onto his shoulders, burying his face in your thighs. He kissed up them, his nose nuzzling into the soft skin.

“I’m so lucky. So goddamn lucky,” he murmured.

You sucked in your breath, leaning onto your elbows as you watched his every move.

Connor kissed up your legs, and placed a soft kiss to your core. You hissed in delight, mouth hanging agape. Connor licked a single stride, smirking as you squirmed beneath his touch. He alternated between his tongue and fingertips, making sure to give you his undivided attention.

“You’re such a pretty girl, so so pretty,” he murmured against your heat.

You grabbed onto his locks, throwing your head back with your eyes closed. You could feel him humming the tune to your favourite song. You felt so close to the brim and then he pulled away.

Whining, you looked at him. Usually, he would give you 2-3 orgasms a night. But he was too eager to finish what he started. Throwing open his bedside drawer, he reached for a condom and slipped it on.

“Ride me,” he spoke quickly. You nodded and straddled him. You slipped him into you and rested your forehead against his.

-

Zoe walked through the front door of her house. Her mom and dad were at work, but had texted her to ask Connor what he wanted for dinner. Running upstairs, she was already dialing the number to her favourite pizza place.

She swung his bedroom door open, “Hey Connor, what do you want for- OH DEAR GOD.”

Restless Mornings

A/N: **SMUT AHEAD** YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. This is something I have had in my draft for a while now and finally decided to finish it. Dear lord help me I can’t believe I am actually posting this… I am not a pro at smut so I hope you enjoy lol. I need to go find some holy water RIP…

Sinful. She woke up with an unbearable heat between her legs and his name on her lips. Shawn had been on tour for months and his management generously gave him a weeks break before he returned for the last leg of the tour.

Not enough. She needed more time. She needed him.

She let out a shivered breath as she pulled back the duvet and her tiny, cold feet hit the floor. Walking through the house, she was desperately looking for the curly headed boy she was privileged to call hers. When she reached the kitchen, she found him standing with his muscular back exposed. Her eyes became darker at the sight. The things she wanted to do to that boy. He was in the middle of making them tea as he did every morning because he was always awake so much earlier than her. “Tea is the key” he would always joke and tell her and every time it made her laugh just as much as the first time. She walked behind him and snaked her arms around his waist, laying her head against his strong back. Feeling his muscles contract. He laughs softly when she childishly sticks her tongue out to touch his back. He reaches to lay his palm on the back of her hands.

“Well good morning to you too my love,” he says in a soft tone sending chills down her almost naked body. She kisses gently between his shoulder blades making his body shiver. He loved when she was like this. So sweet and needy. Needy for him.

“How did you sleep?” she asks him as she stands on her tip toes to softly peck a few kisses on his neck. “Pretty good but I forgot how much you like to move in your sleep” he laughs. He turns, now facing his beautiful girlfriend wearing his favorite t-shirt that was too big for her petite body, the sleeves falling off her shoulders. Her legs bare. She stares longingly at him for a while. Noticing how his jaw clenched at the sight of her. His cheeks rosy. She loved knowing she has such an affect on him. Her need for him was unbearable. He let his eyes rake down her body.

Oh how he worshiped that body.

“So what’s on your mind?” his thumb gently stroking her cheek, the warm contact making her want for him blossom. She needs more of him. He could tell she was bothered. Sexually frustrated.

“Oh nothing, I’ve just missed you is all,” sending him a smile. She cups his face in her hand, caressing his cheek with her thumb. He leans his head into her small hand. Closing his eyes to take in every ounce of her touch. “I’ve missed you just as much ya know, love?” he whispers then placing a hungry kiss on her lips. He grabs her hips trying to pull her as far into him as possible as if she would slip away from him at any time if he loosened his hold on her. She whimpers into the kiss making his body tense. God, all her noises were so sexy to him.

Slowly his hands slid under her shirt, sliding up her stomach. Her whole body went numb, and she couldn’t control herself anymore. She wants him with every ounce of her being. She needs to hear his moans, her moans. Together. She is begging to be touched by him right here, 
right now. Without hesitation, her hands are around his neck. She searches for his eyes desperately as she licks her dry lips. “I need you,” she spoke quietly in his ear, “so much.. please.” He smirks at her broken words because he knew, he
 fucking knew she was done for. Shawn kisses her neck softly. “Oh darling, you drive me so fucking crazy,” he whispers against her skin. He looks down at her. His eyes hungrily look over her beautiful body. She is flawless to him.

She is absolutely breath taking.

He kisses her, biting her bottom lip. He sucks it in between his teeth causing a moan to tumble from her plush lips. He picks her up without breaking the kiss. Her legs tangle around his body tightly as he heads for their bedroom. He lays her on their white duvet and quickly rips his shirt off her body. She’s completely naked underneath. He could never get used to seeing her body. She’s perfect to him. Every cute freckle, luscious curve, and beautiful scar. He just runs his fingers down her stunning body as he stares in awe.

“Fuck, I love when you don’t wear panties for me,” he says admiring her bare skin. He leans down to connect his swollen lips with hers. He begins leaving wet kisses on her neck, making his way down her body. Stopping at her stomach. “You’re so fucking beautiful you know? I just can’t ever get enough” he whispers against her skin. His hands ghost down her body as his lips make their way back up to her neck. Leaving open mouth kissing on her skin. Sucking on her skin as his fingers dig into her thighs making her skin burn from his touch. He slowly slides his finger across her entrance only to pull it away. She whines softly causing Shawn to smirk cheekily. He was pleased with the reaction he was given. “Oh goodness. You want my fingers inside you, doll?” he keens as he strokes his finger back across her slowly before pulling away his finger again. “Please, please do something,” she pleads. The lack of contact was killing her.

Hell he couldn’t stop. Not now. She needs him too much.

He can’t get enough. Seeing the desperation on her face. Watching her body tremble for him. “You want to fuck yourself on my fingers? Mmm, so needy for me. You’re fucking lusting. I love it. I really do, doll. But you’re gonna have to beg for it. You’re gonna have to tell me how bad you want it. How bad you want me.” He began kissing and biting on her neck while awaiting her response. The correct response. If she wants him, she is going to have to prove it. She began to beg him the only way she knew how, "Shawn please. I-I want you. God. Just fuck, fucking I need you. Need you so much.” By now she was panting. Longing for some kind of contact from him.

She begs so beautifully. How could he deny? “You sound amazing with my name on your lips like that, doll,” he whispers into her ear. His nose grazes the shell of her ear as he begins to slide two fingers inside her. She tosses her head back at the feeling of euphoria that’s consuming her. He loves knowing only he could drive her crazy like this. Only he could see her unravel like this. Only he could make her soaking wet. “Shawn, please,” she pleaded. He smirks knowing he’s got her good. He curls his fingers inside her. Just missing her g-spot leaving her helpless. She let a sigh fall from her swollen lips. He craves the glorious sound. He continued to move his fingers inside her slow as his other hand reaches up her body to play with her pink, stiff nipples that were lacking attention. He slowly pinched one between his thumb and index finger. Her back arched at his touch. Craving more. His mouth began leaving marks are her breasts as he kissed them. Assaulting them with his plump lips. Biting her skin, she is at his mercy and she needed more. He knew. But not yet. She has to wait. His fingers then take on another angle that barely brushes against her clit which causes her to let out a strangled whimper beneath him. He could tell she was starting to get close, so he slid his fingers out of her. Her cunt aches at the loss of him. Going down her body, he replaced his fingers with his tongue. Slowly sliding his tongue across the slit of her pussy. She was dripping for him. “Don’t tease me Shawn, please.” He began flicking his tongue across her throbbing clit. She arched her back again in pure bliss. “You like that baby? God you taste so sweet. Do you like when I fuck you with my tongue?” All she could do is moan in response. Holy fuck her moans drove him wild. “Dammit, you’re so good. So fucking good to me.” She lets a grumbled moan escape her lips trying to hold back. “It’s okay kitten, scream for me,” he says as he begins sucking hard on her clit. She could feel herself soaking his fingers. Dripping down her round thighs. She became a mess underneath. He continued licking her out, completely devouring every bit of her sweetness. He love the taste of her. He craved her. He circled his tongue around her clit as she came for him. Pulling his curly hair, she caused him to groan into her cunt. Sending vibrations through her core. She was moaning his name so gorgeously. Earning another growl from his parted lips. He slowly makes his way back up her body. Leaving open mouthed kisses as he licks all the way up to her neck. He stops and stares at her body underneath him. His cock is aching for her. He ruts his hips into the bed to give himself some relief. 

What a gorgeous sight she was.

Breathing deep, chest heaving. Ready for him. He wants to be inside her so terribly. Making her moan. Not yet. He needs to know how badly she wants it. He needs to hear how desperately she wants him, again. “What do you want, darling?” he asks as he begins kissing a line from her jaw to her breasts. Sucking harshly on them. “Please Shawn, you know what I want,” she says blushing. He looks up, smirking at her, “oh my pet, but I need to hear it from your beautiful lips.” He drags a finger across her bottom lip. She opens her mouth and sucks on it hard.  Taking him off guard, making him wince and groan softly in pleasure. So much that he almost completely lost it. She’s so good. "Shawn I want you to fuck me. Please baby. I need to feel you inside me,” she states quickly. She would usually be blushing at the words coming out of her mouth, but not this time. This time, she is completely shameless. This time she is tugging down his boxers. Begging for his cock to be inside her tight hole. She had longed for this moment ever since she got out of bed this morning. Actually, ever since he stepped through that door a few days ago, she’d been needy for him.

Her words turned him on even more. He grips onto her and flips them over. Placing his hands firmly on her waist. “Ride me, kitten. God please, let me watch you come undone for me. I wanna see you,” he whispers to her. She places her hands on his chest and begins grinding on him slow. Teasing him. His lips parted as he let out a low, throaty moan. She smirks watching her effect she has on him already. She then lowers herself onto his length nice and slow. Letting herself adjust. They both let out a moan together. Beautiful. She begins to ride him slow. Bouncing on him. Her breasts moving as she did. He was losing his focus as he watches his cock disappear into her cunt. He begins digging his fingers further into her skin. Leaving nail marks. “Fuck, you look so good on my cock. You feel so good. So good to me. So tight. So wet,” he was mesmerized as he watched her. He needed more of her. Now. He bucked his hips making his length go deeper into her, hitting her . She threw her head back in pleasure and screamed his name. Their bodies move in sync together. Their hips colliding as she quickens her pace. She began to scrape her nails down his toned chest making him wince beneath her. She was picking up her pace as her climax approached. “Baby, please,” she begged him. “Not yet my pet, I haven’t given you permission,” he growls. Spanking her for even proposing the sinful idea. “You have to tell me how bad you want it. Come on baby.” She strangles a moan. She knew she couldn’t last much longer, so words began pouring out of her mouth as she pleaded. "Please baby, let me come. I’ll be good for you. Please,” her lips trembling as she spoke. He can never win with her. She knew that all to well. He was obsessed with her. Consumed in the moment. “Shit, okay kitten okay.” He bucked his hips hard and fast as her orgasm rushed over her. Her legs shaking as she screams his name is pure bliss. "Shawn, please baby, don’t stop don’t stop”

“Fuck…” He thrusts inside her. She’s soaking his cock. Dripping all over his thighs. She continues to grind on him slow until he flips them over where he is now on top. Her hands grab onto his biceps as he leans down to her ear. “It’s my turn to have a little fun now, kitten.” She winces as he pushes his cock inside her swollen cunt. He starts slow but eventually picks up his pace. Their skin rubbing together creating friction between them. She whimpers trying to fight with the mixture of pain from being sensitive and the pleasure of feeling him inside her again. He can feel himself start to lose it. She can see that he’s close and she uses that to her advantage. “Come on love, let go for me. I want to see what I do to you, show me.” He keens at her words. He is completely done for. Making his thrusts become sloppy as he released into her. He came so hard his juices running down her legs. She doesn’t mind. In fact, she loves it.

He pulls out slow and looks at her body in awe. Her sore legs still trembling. He kissing her lips and tells her that he will be right back. He heads for the bathroom and comes back with a damp cloth. He presses it to her thigh and she shudders at the cool contact. He cleans her up and presses a kiss softly to the inside of her thigh. She whispers a soft thank you as he tosses the rag to the floor.

Shawn crawls in the bed next to her and wraps his arms around her small frame. Pressing her back into his chest, he moves her hair and leaves soft kisses on her neck. Her skin is so sweet as always. She turns around to face him and places her hands on his firm chest.

“Thank you,” she says so quietly that her words are barely audible.

He presses his lips to her forehead, and she smiles. This is his tender way of saying you’re welcome, I love you. He pulls her tighter into his chest as he whispers sweet dreams into her ear.

As she starts to drift off she feels him stir.

“Are you okay, love?”

He looks down at her and smiles. “Yeah, I’m fine. Just thinking about you. Somebody was bold today with the dirty talk. Very sexy. Maybe you should try it more often.” He winks at her.

“Oh my god. Go to sleep you ass,” she says hitting his chest as she giggles.

He rests his chin on her head and she snuggles her face into his neck as they start drifting to sleep.

She smiles to herself because she knows wouldn’t rather be anywhere else than with this boy of hers. 

Face Time ; Sebastian Stan

WARNINGS: cyber sex theme-ish, masturbation, nsfw!!, parts of seb cussing in romanian, kinda hot tbh –be prepared

summary: being parted from Sebastian, as he visits his homeland, can be a pain in the ass –especially because both of you are always in dire need of sex.


A/N: heh so much Romanian shit happening….i cant even comprehend. sorry if you felt attacked with this drabble

The monitor of your laptop illuminated bright white lights around your dim lit room. You faced against the monitor and scrolled around Youtube and other social medias trying to find updates about the interviews of Sebastian –though completely ignoring the fact that you could directly ask Sebastian yourself via a simple text. And as you looked through the videos suggested, you came across a previous interview about Captain America: The First Avenger in 2011.

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I've actually decided that I can hairspray my fringe, which makes it crispy and less soft but it isn’t doing this *flips into his eyes* while I’m trying to talk. So there’s my little beauty tip. Second beauty tip I’ve learnt: If you’ve just had a hair cut or your hair is not working properly  put some dry hair shampoo in your hair before you go to sleep because then your hair releases oils in the night and that’s when the dry hair shampoo can be like “no, I am a barrier!”, so I’ve been doing that. And it’s made my hair look nicer the next day, if I’m having one of those days. “Oh my gosh, beauty tips with Phil #BeautyTips”. I know. Look at me knowing how to use dry hair shampoo. Phil, the hair specialist. Depends on what kind of hair you have. I’ve just got hair that turn into a bit of a greasy rat after about a day, so that helps. *chuckles* Yeah, so that’s my beauty tips. Any other beauty tips? We need some kind of beauty vlog music though for beauty tips. *finds generic royalty free background music* Is this beauty? It sounds like I’m going on a journey with my animals to get to a new circus. So your next beauty tip is, if you have a zit, try putting some toothpaste on it the night before you go to sleep because it dries you out. Also try not to pop the zit because that hurts and it can leave a scar. This should just be the theme tune to my life. I’m just going to play this. *continues to wiggle to the music* Other beauty tips with Phil… I don’t have any other ones… hmm… don’t drop things on your feet because it makes them bruise. It’s getting a bit DanAndPhilCRAFTS now. Protip! … What other beauty tips? Drink lots of water. Stay hydrated. ‘Cause then your skin will have a drink. Don’t be afraid to moisturise. I actually started moisturising quite a lot. Cleanse in the shower, then afterwards your face will be a bit dry so then you moisturise after you’ve done that. Protip! “What moisturiser do you use?” I don’t really have… oh, I got some Clinique for Men. I need to stop this now *turns off music* this is endless. I got some Clinique for Men. Why is it for “men”? I would just have the normal Clinique but I got for Christmas in like one of those Christmas things. Apparently it’s specifically designed for my roughed skin. But that is working quite well. Smells quite nice. … “Gendered skin care is ridiculous.” What I think is ridiculous is how the women’s deodorant is always more expensive than the men’s and it’s exactly the same product. It just smells a bit nicer. I can’t believe that. That's should be changed. If it’s the same product, why is it more expensive to be a girl and need deodorant? Who knows? Why does it even exist?
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@amazingphil during his live show on the 8th of June 2017 (x)

Quotes from Phil (3/?)

Meet Phil who dishes out #BeautyTips and bashes gendered beauty products while being utterly adorable. 

The Itch for a Better Half Part 2

 A/N: Hey everyone! Here is part 2. Sorry it took a while, I need to figure out a tag list thingy. Please send me an ask if you want to be tagged in everything I write, and I will figure out a tag list that isn’t typing them all individually.

Warnings: Smut, unprotected sex (wrap up that dick), ABO dynamics, idk what else to put a warning about.

THIS IS AN 18+ STORY. IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 PLEASE GO AWAY, I REALLY DON’T WANT TO BE ARRESTED.

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Y/N had picked up his scent and started making her way to the door, not believing it for herself having dreamed so many times that he would come to her.Dreaming that he would want her as his mate. She had to see it with her own eyes, she bends down listening to his moans, as she smells his arousal flooding her senses. Slick run down her legs. Not being able to resist anymore she yanks open the door, and is meet with the sight of the Alpha she so desperately wants, nose buried in her underwear and hand shoved down sweats.

She stares with wide eyes, his scent hits her nose at full force causing her legs to become weak, she leans against the doorframe for support. Cedarwood and eucalyptus, like a rainforest after a storm. She breathes deeply through her nose and lets out a lengthy moan. She clutches her lower stomach in pain, needing an Alpha’s knot. Needing his knot. She looks at him and whimpers “It hurts so much, Alpha.” Losing all rationality, she moves her fingers to her slick, vigorously circling her clit and inhaling the smell she has always dreamed about.

He looks up at her shock all over his face as he takes her naked form in, frozen not able to move her scent washes over him like a tidal wave. His eyes turn black with lust and desire, and when her words hit his ears his eyes snap to her hand moving down to her heat, and he let’s out a primal growl.

Instincts take over, standing quickly he grabs her hand and brings it to his nose inhaling deeply and sighs, “Oh god, Omega you smell divine!” Taking her fingers into his mouth he sucks and licks them clean, watching her intently as she squirms and gasps in front of him, managing to say,  "Alpha please it hurts.” His knot throbs for release in his pants, he looks at her and tries to clear his senses.

“Omega I want nothing more than to help you, I want to knot you. But I will only do it if it’s what you want, what you really want,” he brushes his knuckles gently against her body, trailing up her leg and resting on her hip before he continues, “Push your instincts aside, baby girl, I know it’s hard. Do you really want this?” He looks deeply into her eyes, looking for the truth from her.

“I want you, Alpha, no one else. Please, make it stop, make the pain stop,” he can visibly see beads of sweat running down her entire body, and tears in her eyes. She wraps her arms around his neck and buries her nose into the side, immediately feeling a touch of relief.He lets out a low growl deep from within as his instincts command to be released. Gripping her thighs he hosts her up wrapping her legs round his waist, and slamming the door with his foot.

“I’ll make you feel so good Omega, let me take care of you baby,” his hands run up and down her body as his senses become drunk on her. He walks her over to her bed, where she had been attempting to make a comfortable nest to ride out her heat in. She pulls at his clothes, needing to feel his bare skin against hers.

“Play later, please, I need you inside me now, Alpha, I need your knot,” she whimpers to him.

He lets out a moan at her words, laying her on the bed. He rips his clothes off, his hard cock springing free, as he looks down at her, “So beautiful, Omega.” Climbing onto the bed he hovers over her, rubbing his cock between her folds. His eyes flutter closed at the feel of her slick coating his tip, pleasure tingling through his every nerve. Lining his cock with her entrance, he looks deep into her eyes, his voice covered in lust asking one more time, “Are you ready Omega?”

“Alpha, James, please make the pain go away” she cries, thrusting her hips to encourage him, causing his head to slip into her. She gasps as her greedy walls try to pull him deeper. She takes his cheeks in her hands and pulls him in for a kiss, desperately trying to get as much of him as possible.

His eyes nearly roll back in his head as he feels his tip slide in, moaning into the kiss he grips her hips tight and buries himself deep inside her. She pulls away from the kiss letting out a loud moan, “Oh yes, Alpha.” His hips start moving, pulling out and pushing into her causing moans to fall from his lips as her walls fluttered around his cock. The feeling was nothing he had ever felt before, ecstasy running through him putting his sense on fire.

“Alpha faster please faster,” her words make it to his ears, and his speed picks up pumping into her faster and harder setting a primal pace taking her as his.

She feels her release coming, and bares her neck to him, asking him to bond with her, “Make me yours, Bucky,” he kisses her neck, ravishing her scent gland, knowing he shouldn’t take her just because of the intensity between them in the moment.

“Let me get you through your heat, don’t want your Omega instincts to cloud what you want” he slows his pace to make sure that she listens to his words, “When I bond with you, it won’t be because we are taking care of our primal urges, just let me help you for a bit, ok?” She nods, running her nails down his chest and panting, “Please fuck me, Alpha.”

Music to his ears, he plants his hands on her hips and thrusts into her harshly, “You are so beautiful, baby girl, I waited so long for this, wanted you for so long,” his words washing over her she lets out a moan, her orgasm fast approaching as his knot begins to inflate and gives her some encouragement, “Oh god, oh yes that’s it, baby. Take my cock in that cute pink pussy,” he lets out growls and moans as he feels his own orgasm approaching.

She reaches down and draws quick circles on her clit, “Give me your knot, Alpha,” hoping his knot hits right as she reaches her peak, she feels her walls flutter, feeling so filled and ready to accept his knot.

His head rolls backwards, as he feels her walls fluttering on his knot, “Oh god, Omega cum for me.” His knot starting to inflate, as he feels his orgasm start to rip through him, her back arches as she feels the fireworks in her core start to explode, “Yes Alpha! Yes, I’m cumming!” Her walls spasm round him as she lets out a scream of pleasure, her heart pounding, blood rushing to her ears as she feels ecstasy take over her body. Fire rips through her, as she cums harder than she’s ever cum before, her screams ringing through his ears. His knot inflates fully inside her, catching as he cums, painting her walls with his seed. He lets out a roaring growl, his senses explode, pleasure coursing through him.

She lets out a long sigh, having a knot inside her walls allows the pain to ebb away, knowing it wouldn’t last forever. She watches him finish, his face a sight of pure pleasure, eyes closed, mouth open, and brows slightly furrowed, she pulls his face into the crook of her neck, letting him breathe her sweet scent in to ease himself.

He inhales her scent deeply feeling a wash of calmness flow over him, placing a little kiss to her scent gland his breathing slows as he pulls her closer, not wanting to part as he waits for his knot to deflate.

“Are you ok, Omega sweetheart,” some concern tinting his voice, wondering if she regrets her actions now her instincts have momentarily been calmed.She tucks her head into his neck to press her nose into his gland, breathing deeply, and nodding against him.

She tries to pull him closer, not wanting him to ever leave her, she asks him, “Is this a dream? Because it was better than any of the ones before, and I will be devastated if I open my eyes and you aren’t really here,” he pulls his head back and chuckles at the sight of her with eyes shut incredibly tightly.

“Open your eyes, Omega, it’s no dream, let me see those beautiful eyes,“ he waits for her to open them. She opens them to find him looking down at her lovingly, he whispers, “See? I’m still here, I’m not leaving. I’ve thought about this moment and dreamed about it for so long now, this is heaven.” He leans down and presses a kiss to her lips.

“James,” she whispers against his lips, and adds more force behind her lips onto his. When he pulls back after a moment, she puts little kisses all across his face, ending on a peck to the tip of his nose and smiles at him, “Bucky, how long have you wanted me?”

He looks into her eyes, his shining with love and adoration, “Since I meet you, baby girl, and my feelings grew stronger and stronger every day, but I never thought you may feel the same, and I valued getting to be with you in that way, so I kept it to myself and chose to be close to you as a friend, rather than nothing at all.” He gives her a light smile.

She smiles back at him and sighs, “Well then I’m glad I was overheating so quickly, I couldn’t get my clothes off fast enough, then I find you assaulting my panties with your nose.” She booped his nose for emphasis.

He blushes at the thought, “I followed you heading for my room, but your smell was so intoxicating and I wanted to make sure you were safe, and I saw them on the floor, I couldn’t stop myself I’m sorry,” he rambled, feeling the need to explain his actions.

Feeling his knot go down slightly she shifts, then realizes it didn’t deflate that much and winces, deciding to continue talking, “Don’t apologize, you can keep them if you want, I was just poking fun at you,” she shifts in slight discomfort. He looks at her with concern on his features and runs his fingers down her cheek, “Not long now Omega. Are you ok?”

“Yeah,” she tells him leaning into his touch, “could you put more of your weight on me? I know that’s weird, but I think it would help.” She motions to the space between their chests, and he nods at her request, “Being closer to you is a pleasure.” Laying gently on top of her chest he watches her features for signs of discomfort and asks, “How is this, princess?”

She sighs happily, “Much better.” She lazily puts her head down on the pillows and absentmindedly runs her fingertips up and down his back.He watches her, content to be close to her, for as long as he can. He leans his head down, pressing kisses along her neck and around her scent gland “You are beautiful, Omega.”

She smiles with her eyes still shut softly, when she opens them she asks, “Make me your Omega?” She manages to whisper. His eyes widen at her request, his heart pounds hard knowing he has been praying for this moment to come.

He takes her face in his hands, “I would love to, but I’ll be damned if I don’t court you properly first. You deserve to be worshiped and shown how much you mean to me before you become mine. Before you give me the honor of letting me be you Alpha.”

She grins, “I love the sound of that, James. It’s a date.”

anonymous asked:

Hello dear, I have a question, I hope it!s not too much of a bother: I would like to get into witchcraft but I have never done anything of the sort and so far it seems really complicated >.> Could you please share some advice? :) Thank you!

Hi sweetheart! i know i you sent this ask ages ago and I’m sorry for not replying before now! 

a few tips for ´baby´ witches:

🌱 dont feel like you need to know everything.
dont rush and take your time.

🌱 dont feel guilty about not doing spells for weeks on end, it doesent make you any less of a witch.

🌱 you dont need any tools, work with whatever you have.
or buy that fancy beautiful chalice if you want.

🌱do what interests you!                                  not into herbs or plants? don´t work with herbs! you like crystals? work and learn about crystals! interested in spirits and the astral? start learning about them!

🌱 incorporate things you already enjoy and like with witchcraft;

🌱 do you like painting? paint sigils and pieces in colours that match your intent

🌱 like music? make spells bases on songs or make the song itself a personal spell for you.

🌱 you dont have to write your own spells.             you dont need to follow written spells either, you can always use substitutes or change some things around to fit your needs.

🌱 you dont have to do big rituals at all or complicates spells.
i never do any big rituals.
you can if you want to of course! but its not a must!  

most importantly:

its YOUR craft!
YOU decide your rules or lack thereof!
there’s no right or wrong way to be a witch!

Save Me [Part 1]

Originally posted by jengkook

hi! can i please request a kind of angsty vampire!au scenario with jungkook where he’s a vampire who has an interest in you and you have feelings for him, but he sleeps around with other human girls as well and when you start to get tired of it you cut off communication with him and avoid him so he tries to get you back through sweet gestures and staying with you instead of going around? sorry this is like one run on sentence omg. thank you, and i love your writing~ 

Warnings: Graphic violence, blood mention, death mention

You flitted through the stack of papers on your desk, fingers carding through them in a panic as the ringing of your phone blared through the silence of the office.

”Fuck, fuck, fuck.” You muttered in a frustrated mantra, needing to find that contract before your boss lifted her lazy ass out of her cushioned chair and came to rip your head off.

”What’s going on, beautiful?” A familiar voice spoke directly into your ear and you jumped with a high squeal, your hands slipping over the file you’d been flipping through. You hissed as you felt the edge of the thick paper slice the tip of your index finger, your face puckering in pain as you sucked it into your mouth, the metallic taste of blood hitting your tongue.

“I don’t have time to talk right now, Jungkook.” You mumbled around the digit, soothing the throbbing cut by suckling fervently.

Normally, you’d rather punch yourself in the head than pass up an opportunity to chat up your boss’ newly hired head assistant, but now was not the time. You had about five minutes before you risked losing your job. Jungkook cleared his throat, straightening up into a standing position and taking a couple of steps back from you.

“What, uh–What are you looking for?” He asked in a voice that seemed an octave or two deeper than his normal tone.

“Sunyoung needs the contract from the Hyatae deal.” You spoke in a rush, yanking your finger out of your mouth with a wet ‘pop’ once the frustration of sorting through papers with only one hand got the best of you.

“Mm,” He hummed and through your peripheral vision you could see him shift. “This one?”

Jungkook held the paper out in front of you, blocking your vision with bold black print. Your eyes moved over the underlined words on the very top of the page, and when you realized it was in fact the paper you were looking for, you snatched it out of his hand and bounced excitedly from foot to foot.

“Thank you!” You squealed. “Thank you, thank you, thank you! Oh my God, I could kiss you right now, Jungkook. You’re amazing!”

He laughed at your excitement, tucking his hands into the pockets of his slacks and lifting his shoulders in a nonchalant shrug. “It’s nothing. I wouldn’t object to a kiss, though.”

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Insecure (MYG)


“hello can i request a yoongi smut (or fluff if ya don’t do smut) where his gf is super busty (like E cup) and she’s super insecure so she always wears baggy clothes and one day it’s super hot outside and she goes in a tank and feels uncomfortable with people staring and yoongi gets jealous n they fuck for the first time so it’s all like praising

Pairing: Min Yoongi x Reader

Requested: Yes

Themes: couple au, first time

Genre: Smut, Fluff, a little Angst

Word Count: 2,236

Summary: After months of being Yoongi’s girlfriend, it’s your first time wearing a tight top around him in public because of your insecurity about your large bust size.

“I love you, Y/N.” he whispers, his raspy voice thick with drowsiness. 


“I love you too, Yoongi.”

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Sunday Morning

Pairing: Im Jaebum x Reader

Genre: Smut

Word count: 1,013

A/N: He’s been fucking me up lately, so here’s a smut. As always, my masterlist is here. Enjoy!

Warnings: Mild domination

Jaebum smiled as you rolled over, his hand resting comfortably on your hip. “Hi, baby,” he said sleepily.

“Hi,” you crooned back at him, your voice low and still full of sleep.

“C’mere.” He kissed your forehead and wrapped both his arms around you, pulling you into him as tightly as he could. There was hardly any space between you as you breathed against his chest—and eventually—as he lulled you back to sleep.

You woke up around an hour later to your back facing him, and JB smothering your neck in kisses. His hands trailed from the base of your neck to the end of your spine and made the circuit again when they found the end. His touch was giving you goosebumps and you shivered, but it had nothing to do with the cold air drifting in from the open window. His laugh fanned out against the back of your neck.

“It’s so obvious you’re awake, Jagi-yah.” His teeth nipped your earlobe and you smiled, letting out a sigh and cradling his face as he worked the skin on your neck into a bright purple mark. Your ass was against his now-erect member, and you pushed back and ground against it, causing him to press his lips more aggressively to your neck and drag his teeth to your collarbone.

A moan escaped your lips, and he rolled onto his back, pulling you on top of him. He ripped off your camisole in one fluid motion, latching his mouth to yours and helping you out of your panties, which were already soaked. You moaned into his mouth as he ran his hands from your knees to your thighs, stopping at your hips. He grinned and guided them back and forth along his length through the thin fabric of his loose-fitting boxers. “God, babe,” he sighed as you ground into him, pressing you down harder, “You’re always so wet for me.” You giggled delicately and a flush crept over your cheeks, eliciting a breathy moan from Jaebum.

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Scars Map - A Remus Lupin Imagine (Part four)

Originally posted by lovershub

OKAY HERE IS PART FOUR OF SCARS MAP, and by the GIF, you obviously know what’s coming (no pun intended). 

Warning : smut. 

Part one, two and three

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It has been quite a while since you last saw Remus.
The last time, you were laying down on his tiny hospital bed, holding him in your arms, crying. He was sound asleep and not in shape at all.
You never saw him so messed up from the full moons. That was the last picture of him you had in your mind.
You stopped seeing Sirius.

When you admitted to yourself that you felt different towards him, when you finally came to realize that your feelings for Remus were maybe more deep that you initially thought, you had to be honest with yourself. 

You had been so scared to lose Remus in every ways. There was of course the risks he was taking every time he was transforming, but there was also this constant concern of him hurting people he loved, despite everything he wished for. That would be worse than death, in his opinion. And he had came close to it. 
He had enough on his plate for constantly injuring himself, he didn’t have to bear the burden of harming people he cared for.
Yet, you never were afraid of him.
That’s why, that special night, when he rang your doorbell, you were happy to see him showing on your doorstep.
‘Y/N?‘he said, shoving up the rain in his golden locks.
‘Remus? Come on, come on in!’ you said, pulling him by the collar.
He found himself in your apartment, wet and out of breath. You thought he didn’t want to see anybody ever again. When he found himself at St-Mungos because he attacked his two best friends, he didn’t want to see them anymore. And it included you. He didn’t want you to be in the middle of it all.
'Remus, are you okay?’ you said, looking at his face.
He looked hurt and embarrassed.
'I don’t know, I just… I didn’t know where to go’ he replied, taking off his damp coat. 


'It’s okay’ you replied. 'You did the right thing, coming here.’
He looked into your eyes and smiled weakly.
'I didn’t come to get your pity, Y/N. I just… I felt like I needed to see you.’
You smiled back, heading to your tiny kitchen.
'You hungry?’ you asked, looking in the fridge if you had anything to offer him.
He shook his head.
'I already ate.’
You turned around and considered him. You knew exactly what time of the month it was.
'Remus, I could cook something, I don’t mind. I know you must be starving’ you said, checking if you had any red meat hiding in your freezer.
'Nah, I’m fine’ he said, stepping towards you.
You turned around, only to witness Remus messing with his hair. He looked so cute.
'What brought you here?’ you asked, sensing he was suddenly uncomfortable.
He scratched his neck.
'I don’t know really… I felt like seeing you’ he replied, embarrassed. 'Sort of followed my instinct.’
You smiled.
'I’m glad you’re here, really.’ You paused. 'How are you feeling?,
'Horrible…’ he answered, trying to push away the memories of his last transformation.
'I’m sorry’ you mumbled, stepping closer to his body.
There was nothing to do. You felt like you were losing it when you were around him. You stared into his green eyes and sensed something you never felt before. There was lust in his gaze, like he really was about to explode with it.
'Remus?’ you asked.
He pushed himself on you, started to kiss deeply your lips, leaving traces of his imprint all over you. You mumbled something under your breath, but felt your spirit leaving your body all at once. Remus’ hands were searching for your skin as he started to pull up your shirt.
'Y/N’ he breathed in your neck, while your were already unbuckling his pants.
His hands ran down your waist as he grabbed your body to sit you down on the tiny kitchen’s counter. Legs spread to wrap him between, you searched for his sweet lips again, pushing your tongue in his mouth, ready to deliver yourself to him, entirely.
He stopped for a moment, admiring you giving yourself to him. He caressed your cheek, resting for a moment next to your face.
'I don’t know what I did to deserve you’ he whispered in your ear, putting a gentle kiss on your forehead.
As an answer, you pushed your panties down, knowing your whole body ached only to feel his touch once again on your skin.
He chuckled and took you in his arms, carrying you to your living room. He laid you down on the tiny couch, smiling at you. You could feel the urge and the hunger he felt towards you as he kneeled before you, placing gentle kisses between your thighs.
It made you moaned with desire instantly.
You knew exactly what this moment meant. The full moon was approaching. His wolf tendencies were getting nearer by the minute. He needed you in a intuitional way. You were his prey and was glad of it.
You saw him taking a mouthful of your wet sex as he started to lap on it. That only gesture pushed you over the edge. You put your hands and pushed gently on his head as he licked you with insatiable appetite. Only the white scar crossing his handsome face shone bright into the dim lit room.
'Remus’ you said, between two moans. 'I want you.’
Your legs were shaking now with all the pleasure you felt. He thrusted his fingers deep into you, moving them inside back and forth as you started to feel like you were pushed over the edge.
'Shit-’ you mumbled under your panting as you reached your release.
While you were recovering from your orgasm, Remus covered you with sweet kisses.
There was no release for him. Instead, you could read that he was really, but really, hungry for you. This was just a glimpse of what he would do to you. It turned you on even more. In a hurry, you untied his pants completely and you felt his hard sex pushing through his underwear. It lightened something in you. He removed the fabric from his waist and laid you down on the couch.
You felt his hard cock tickling your slippery folds, inviting him into you.
He pushed the tip inward, making you grab the couch intensely.
You sighed, ready to take him all at once.  
He considered you for a moment.
'I know we shouldn’t but…’ he said, sighing. 'Nothing comes close to the way I need you right now.’
You grabbed his chin in your hands and kissed him deeply.
Remus slowly thrusted himself into you, pounding slowly, with abeyance, while you held your breath between each shove. You felt your chest become heavier with emotion as you read his beautiful face, released of any tension. There it was: just him and you, alone together.
You felt sweat falling from his steamy forehead on your bouncing breast. He pushed your legs up as he started pounding a little bit faster.
You saw Remus close his eyes. He rested his face in the hollow of your neck. You felt him biting you mildly. There was it, the animal within him, revealing himself to you. And you didn’t mind. You loved him in his complex absoluteness.
You ran your hands down his back, feeling every scars on it crossing bumping on your thumbs.
You felt his tongue slide on your skin, he was devouring you entirely.
'Don’t stop’ you said, feeling yourself be put over the edge, again.
He growled, clutching on your hips with his fingernails, leaving tiny marks on you.
You needed more than this. You needed him to break you. You wished he knew you were his, completely. You never felt like that ever before.
You could feel you were getting near your release.
'Remus’ you whispered, between pantings and moans.
He didn’t stop moving, but he stared in your eyes. He was there, he was aware of everything.
'Remus I love you’ you admitted, feeling like you were about to cum.
You were afraid of what he was going to say. You were frightened he wouldn’t answer. That he’d stop. Because maybe what pushed him into your arms tonight was the fact that he was just thirsty for some skin. That he needed a warm body to keep him company.
Instead, he opened his mouth to say something, but closed it immediately.
You felt your walls tightening around him and moaned your deep pleasure into the whole room.
'I love you too’ you heard him say, amid two cries of pleasure. 'I love you too, Y/N’ he repeated.
A discharge took hold of your body completely as you heard those words.
You looked at Remus releasing himself into you, with a broken and deep howl.
Both panting and petrified, you stared into each others eyes.
You didn’t know what to say anymore.
'Is it true?’ said, Remus, resting his head on your laps.
'What?’ you asked, stroking his hair.
'You know what I am, Y/N. You can’t possibly-’
'I love you’ you cut him. 'I love everything about you.’
He turned his head to look at your messy self. He smiled.
'And I love you too. What are we going to do with that?’ he answered.

New Chapter (Evan Hansen x Fem!Reader)

Request:  evan x reader, you started dating in high school, stayed together through college, and just bought your first place together,,, au where yall are moving/unpacking boxes? leads to some slightly steamy things??

WC: 2,049

A/N: This is my first smut and it’s bad, I TRIED! I don’t know how I feel about this. I’M SORRY ANON IF THIS IS BAD (also under s read more because NSFW content)

Five years ago, you graduated high school. At the time, you didn’t know what the future would hold for you. All you know is that through it all, Evan Hansen would be by your side. He had been with you throughout all of high school. You two are a team, you’re always going to be there for each other. Now, you had both graduated college a few weeks ago. It was finally time for you to move into your first apartment together.

The process of finding an apartment was harder than you expected it would be. You and Evan were so indecisive about what you wanted. Every apartment was what the two of you wanted. Plus, your friends weren’t very helpful. Jared would make sex jokes, Alana would always point out every negative thing possible, Connor would agree with every statement you’d make, and you weren’t able to get Zoe’s help. She’s out of state for college. It seemed hopeless, like the two of you would never a place to call home.

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Writing Tips #6: Punctuating Dialogue (Advanced Skills)

Hello, everyone, and welcome back to another installment of Writing Tips. Today, we’ll be discussing advanced dialogue punctuation (for more basic skills, please refer to episode 5). Let’s get started.

1. Combining narrative beats with dialogue tags. In the previous post, we discussed how to properly punctuate dialogue tags (he said, she said, they asked, etc.) and narrative beats (body language, non-vocal responses, etc.) Of course, there are times when you want to use both techniques at once. In this case, you want to punctuate the dialogue like so:

g.) “I can’t believe you did that,” she whispered, staring at him in horror.

h.) He turned to her and said, “We’re going to need more explosives.”

i.) “Well,” she said, eyeing him appreciatively, “that went better than I expected.”

Each of the above examples handles this technique in a slightly different way, but you’ll notice that the punctuation is consistent with that of dialogue tags, rather than narrative beats. In this structure, it can be helpful to think of the dialogue tag acts as the main course, while the narrative beat is more of a side dish (which is not to say that your side dish is any less nutritious or delicious than your main course, but much like the main course at a fancy restaurant, the dialogue tag gets priority.)

And because I am sneaky, I have nested another set of dialogue lessons into these three examples. Example G is the vanilla version of combining narrative beats with dialogue tags. It’s the format you’re most likely to see, and the most easily constructed.

But look at Example H. Rather than coming after the dialogue, as you’ve seen in previous examples, the dialogue tag (and narrative beat) come before the dialogue. The punctuation is very similar (a comma to conjoin each segment of the sentence), but you’ll notice that the first word of the dialogue is capitalized. Dialogue like this is basically a complete sentence nested within a larger sentence, and is punctuated independently (except when followed by a dialogue tag, in which case the period at the end of the dialogue becomes a comma, as we’ve discussed.)

Example I is even more complicated, with the dialogue split into two separate pieces by the tag/beat combo. In cases like this, you want to insert the tag/beat where there’s a natural pause in the dialogue (usually at a comma). But because you are continuing the dialogue after the tag/beat, you end the tag/beat with another comma (as we saw in Example H), then continue the dialogue as if there had not been any interruption (by which I mean, do not capitalize the first word of the second segment of dialogue). Here are a few more examples of how to do this correctly:

j.) “I hate to break it to you, mate,” he said, setting his hat on the bar, “but it might be time to admit defeat.”

k.) “You know,” she said, “it probably would have been faster to walk.”

l.) “I don’t normally say this,” the man grumbled, peering down at her, “but that was some damned fine shooting.”

Note, however, that if you split the dialogue at the end of a sentence, you end the following tag/beat with a period, not a comma, then punctuate the next snippet of dialogue as normal. Examples:

m.) “That wasn’t quite what I had in mind,” she said, pulling her shoes on. “I was trying to suggest we look for answers ourselves.”

n.) “If you don’t clean your room right now, you can forget about going to the park,” his mother said, hands on her hips. “Honestly, the things I put up with around here …”

o.) “We could always kill him,” she suggested, frowning when her girlfriend looked at her in horror. “What? Why are you looking at me like that?”

2. What to do when the dialogue goes on for multiple paragraphs without a break. This is a fairly rare occurrence, since most of the time, it’s pretty easy to sprinkle in a response from another character to break up a monologue, but you may find occasion to use it, so here’s an explanation: When a single character is speaking for more than one paragraph at a time, without any sort of narrative beat or interruption, you punctuate it like this:

“See, Leah was a fine young woman. Had a mouth on her, sure, and she could shoot a man dead in the eye from a hundred paces, but she had her chips in a row, if you take my meaning.

“Cindy, now, she was a different beast. Mean as a rattlesnake, and just as quick. Why, I’d rather go into a gunfight unarmed than cross her. And that’s not even takin’ into account that dog of hers. Meanest sumbitch I ever did see.”

Notice that there is no ending quotation mark after the first paragraph. This indicates that the dialogue is not yet finished. Note also that there is an opening quotation mark at the beginning of the second paragraph, which acts as confirmation that the dialogue is indeed still going on. And then, at  the end of the second paragraph, when the dialogue actually is over, there’s a closing quotation mark. As I said, it’s rare for dialogue to go on for more than one paragraph without some sort of interruption, but it does happen, so it’s best to be prepared for it.

3. Quotes within quotes. Another situation you might run into is having a character quote something another character has said (or mentioning something, such as a poem, song, or short story which would ordinarily be in quotes). Fortunately, this one is pretty easy: you follow the same rules you would with any regular piece of dialogue, except that instead of putting it in double-quotation marks, you put it in single quotation marks (note: with British English, the reverse is true). Here are some examples:

p.) “And then she said, ‘Well, I just don’t know what you’re talking about.‘ As if she really didn’t know! Can you believe that?”

q.) He leaned back in his chair, expression thoughtful. “Yeah,” he said in his gravelly voice. “I remember the first time I met her. Up on stage, singing an operatic version of ‘Second Chance.’ Damned beautiful, she was.”

r.) “You’ll find ‘The Raven’ on page two-hundred sixty-four of your textbook,” the teacher said.

And that’s pretty much everything you need to know about punctuating dialogue. Please let me know if you have any questions or would like clarification on any of the above points. In the future, I will post lessons about how to write dialogue itself, but that’s a ways off yet. For now, I hope you found this post helpful, and thanks again for reading.

I’ve just posted the next instalment of my fic And In Her Smile I See Something More Beautiful Than The Stars, which you can find here

I need to give my hugest thanks to the most wonderful and supremely talented @swan-heda who made this incredible edit for the story. Look how beautiful it is! I feel blessed and wholly undeserving of it but it’s mine now and I’m running off into the sunset with it. But first I gave her many bows. Like the tipping your torso forward kinds and not the kinds you wear in your hair. And even more excitement - she’s made me two more edits which are equally as gorgeous. I’ll be sharing those soon as well. 

Feedback on the story will be rewarded with my eternal gratitude, obvs. 

Fic title: Voice of an Angel, by tfw_cas

Rating: Explicit

Tags: Castiel (Supernatural) Dean Winchester Sam Winchester Castiel/Dean Winchester First Kiss Castiel/Dean Winchester First Time Masturbation Hand Jobs Blow Jobs Shower Sex Dean’s Top 13 Zepp Traxx Mixtape Porn With Plot Gratuitous Smut Fluff

Summary: Dean singing in the shower is the most beautiful thing Castiel has ever heard, and he cannot stop himself from listening and fantasising every time. When he gets caught their relationship changes for ever.

AO3

Written for the Destiel & Cockles Sentence Monthly Challenge 

Part 1 of the Voice of an Angel? series

Prompt: Cas discovers Dean’s penchant for singing in the shower. 


As he walked down the hallway in the bunker Cas heard music coming from the direction of the shower room. Well… it wasn’t music, so much as singing and, yes, it was Dean’s voice. He would recognise it anywhere. He was singing a song Cas knew well; The Battle of Evermore, by Led Zeppelin. It was one of those on the repeatedly-listened-to mixtape belonging to the angel, with a label bearing the legend ‘Dean’s top 13 Zepp traxx’. It was also absolutely the most cherished possession he owned - even more so since the hunter had made its significance clear by refusing to take it back, saying ‘it’s a gift. You keep those.’

He stopped walking and revelled in the sweet melody; letting it wash over him, allowing it to cause an interesting reaction through his body. What he wouldn’t give to be under the water with Dean right now, holding him, caressing him, helping to wash that beautiful body… Oh, this is so wrong. Cas rushed away to his room, to deal with his situation hurriedly and messily. Whispering the most important word he knew - Dean - he achieved satisfaction. Panting, he lamented - not for the first time - that his sexual encounters with Dean were merely fantasies and that they could never be real.

Without even realising it, Cas started to find himself lurking near the shower room every time Dean was inside. It was a different song each time and he would listen to that wonderful voice, then rush back to his room with images in his mind. Images that he would store away for later; for his pleasure. Cas knew he should not keep doing this, but he could not help himself, and what harm was it doing, anyway?


The fourth time this happened, Sam appeared in front of him in the hallway. It was too late for Cas to hide, or invent an explanation for why he was just standing there, so he smiled as innocently as he could manage. “Hello Sam.”

“Hey Cas. What’s up?” The younger Winchester looked at him curiously.

Does he know why I’m here? Cas was alarmed at the thought that Sam might know what he had been doing. What if he tells Dean? “Nothing. I was… listening to the music.”

Sam looked very confused then. “Music? The only ‘music’ I can hear is Dean singing.” Yes, Sam did do the air quotes.

“Yes, isn’t it beautiful?” Cas had a blissful expression on his face, as Sam shook his head in disagreement.

“Dude. Dean is tone deaf. His singing is awful, man.”

“Sam, you are wrong. He has the voice of an angel. It touches me inside.”

“Ew, that’s gross Cas. I did not want to know that.” Sam looked truly disgusted at the thought and started to leave. Before he could get away, though, they heard Dean call from the showers.

“Hey. What’s going on out there? Are you two arguing?”

Before Cas could even open his mouth Sam shouted back. “Yeah. Cas thinks you have the voice of an angel, and I told him your singing sucks.”

Cas was frozen to the spot, as Sam laughed heartily. “I’m leaving before he dumps a bucket of water over me.” He tossed his hair and walked away, leaving Cas to deal with the consequences of Dean’s discovery.

A moment later, Dean came out from the shower room with only a towel wrapped around his waist. Water dripped down his face, over his body, and onto the floor. Cas was completely transfixed by the vision in front of him and he was unaware that his eyes had widened or that his breath was coming out in short pants. The hunter noticed immediately, however, and walked quickly over to him; invading his personal space.

“So Cas… you like my singing, huh?” Unable to speak, the angel nodded and swallowed thickly.

Gently mimicking him, Dean nodded back, and smiled shyly. “Do-do you think you might need a shower, Cas? I think you’re a little dirty.”

Cas blinked a couple of times as his brain tried to register what Dean had just said. Did he mean what I think he meant? “Is that a flirtation?”

“Do… you want it to be?”

What, were they only speaking in questions now? Cas decided that it was time for him to act. Grabbing hold of Dean’s towel, he pulled him forwards, until their chests were touching. Looking Dean straight in the eyes he growled. “Don’t ask stupid questions.”

Before the hunter could reply, Castiel crushed their lips together. The kiss was hard and passionate; all teeth and tongues, and gorgeous lips that moved against his perfectly. The hunter made a kind of purring sound and - oh Chuck - Cas’s body responded in a way he had not experienced before. He found himself grinding his hips into Dean’s, Dean gasped, and the angel took the opportunity to plunge his tongue into the man’s mouth. Tasting him, feeling him - it was almost too much - especially as he was grinding right back, with just as much enthusiasm.

“D-Dean, I think I am going to-”

“No no, not yet.” Dean drew back slightly, panting. “C’mon Cas, shower.”  

Fuck the shower. Cas tried to pull the man back towards him and finish what they had started right there. But Dean was insistent. “Sam won’t disturb us in there.”

Taking hold of his hand, Dean led Castiel into the steam-filled room. He was just as impatient as the angel, grabbing roughly at the trench coat before throwing it in a corner. Dean made quick work of the rest of the clothes too, until Cas stood in front of him naked and a little shy. He paused to take in the glorious sight before him.

“Cas… god.” He drew in a shaky breath and Castiel captured his mouth again; smashing their lips together with hunger and want. As they kissed, he backed Dean up against the shower wall and pinned him against the tiles with his body, then began to slowly roll their hips together. Dean tried to switch the shower on, but it was difficult when Cas was all over him like that. Eventually, he managed to reach over far enough and the water began to beat down on them relentlessly. As they explored each other in wonder, Cas started pulling Dean’s hair softly before running his hands down the sides of his neck and onto his chest. He was a work of art and Cas wanted to admire every inch of him. When his hands wandered lower, Dean broke off the kiss and groaned.

“Fuck Cas. Where’d you learn how to do that?”

Cas’s hand had reached Dean’s cock, and he had begun to stroke it. “You mean this?”

“Y-yeah. Ahhhh… all of it. The kiss-“ Dean trailed off as the strokes sped up. Cas planted little kisses over his neck and chest; then moved down to his nipple and flicked it with his tongue.

Dean bucked his hips forward and cried out. “Jesus. Fuck, Cas… I’m-” The rest of what he said turned into incoherent babbling, as Cas - somehow expertly - brought him to the best goddam orgasm he had ever had. The hot liquid spilled over Cas’s hand, as the angel continued to jerk him until he was spent. As his eyes came back into focus, Dean found that Castiel was watching him intently and he suddenly felt very exposed.

“What? Why are you staring at me like that?”

“I wanted to watch you in your most intimate moment. You are so beautiful, Dean.”

Sap. Dean became aware that Cas was still in need of release - despite the constant grinding - and he flipped their positions so that the angel was now against the wall. He dropped to his knees and kissed the tip of Cas’ dick, before he gave it a little lick. The noise Castiel made at this was positively sinful, and very encouraging, so he moved forward slightly and took it into his mouth.

“Dean!” Cas cried out, and this just spurred the man on. He reached around and placed his hands on Cas’ ass cheeks, then started to bob his head - taking as much of the cock into his mouth as he could; swirling his tongue along the shaft and around the head.

“DeanDean… fuck.” The angel’s cries were getting louder and Dean could see him scrabbling his hands on the tiles, trying to grab hold of something. The hunter took the angel’s hands and placed them on his head. As Castiel pulled at Dean’s hair, their eyes locked again and the hunter realised now why Cas wanted to look at him while he came. Watching your lover’s face as they fell apart was a fucking big turn-on.

Castiel continued to cry out - Jesus, he’s loud - and his breathing became ragged as he approached his release. The pulls on Dean’s hair became rougher and the angel couldn’t help thrusting into that warm, velvety mouth. But Dean carried on and was rewarded with the salty, bitter liquid spilling down his throat as Cas came with a shout. “Dean! Shitfuck!” Dear Lord - Cas screaming obscenities as he orgasmed was hot as fuck.

They stayed like that until Cas started to become over-sensitive, then he pulled Dean back to his feet and kissed him softly. When they broke apart, Dean shook his head with an incredulous look on his face.

“You’ve got a filthy mouth, Cas. You know that? I kinda like it though.”

Cas chuckled. “I think it is you who has the filthy mouth, Dean. What you just did…” He looked earnestly into Dean’s face. “I-I hope we can do it again.”

“Yeah. That, and… other stuff. I wanna make you sing for me again.” Dean’s voice became breathy at the thought of what they might do.

“That was not singing Dean.” Cas looked very confused.

“Well, it was music to my ears.” Now who’s the sap?

Whatever happened, it was guaranteed that they would be making sweet music together again.

Ink (Spencer Reid x Reader)

A/N: hi guys! This was a cute fluffy smut imagine and I really enjoyed writing it and I hope you enjoy reading it 😂 I’m boring I have nothing to say 😂
Warnings: fluffy smut
Pairing: Spencer Reid x Reader
Prompt: smut where Spencer loves the readers tattoos
Request: ✅
Upcoming Imagine: your pregnant and babysitting Henry…
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You and Spencer sat on his bed watching Captain America on his laptop, snuggled next to each other.
You and Spencer have been dating for a year, ever since he laid eyes on you in the coffee shop it was love at first sight.
Spencer loves you a lot and you love him, but one thing that hasn’t happened yet was the big reveal.
Seeing each other naked.
Spencer told you he was ready but you weren’t at the time.
Little does he know, you have a few tattoos that you aren’t ready for him to see.
But you have been thinking; if he loves you so much, the tattoos shouldn’t matter to him.
You smiled to yourself involuntarily, unaware that Spencer was watching you.
“What are you smiling about?” He asked a small smile plastered on his face now.
“I was just thinking… I think I’m ready.” You said looking into his eyes.
He smirked and closed the computer.
“Are you sure? I can wait trust me.” He said softly as his lips were centimeters away from yours.
“I’m positive.” You said biting your lower lips before taking his lips in yours.
He slowly laid you down before lowering himself on top of you, kissing softly at your lips.
Pretty soon it escalated; tongues fought for dominance as you wrapped your legs around his waist.
His hand wandered up your shirt to your unclothed breast.
He broke the kiss, panting. “You aren’t wearing a bra.” He stated being careful to keep things slow.
You bit your bottom lip as you tugged your top over your head, revealing your naked torso.
Spencer’s eyes slowly fell to your chest, making his pupils dilate even more.
“Your so beautiful.” He said kissing the tops of your breasts.
He kissed up your neck but then stopped when something black caught his eye.
Great.
“What’s that?” He asked worried.
He’s going to hate them.
“Umm Spencer… the reason why I haven’t been comfortable with you seeing me is because… I have some tattoos and I wasn’t sure what you would have thought about them. I guess I was just nervous.” You said gently playing with his hair.
His eyes were soft and welcoming. “Let me see it.” He said craning his neck to look at your side.
Carved onto your skin was three bird silhouettes, each the size of a quarter.
“They’re beautiful.” He said with a smile as he kissed them softly.
“There’s three of them for each of my siblings, me included.” You said with a smile, noticing how much attention he was giving them.
“You said you have multiple of them. Can I see them all?” He said curiously.
“Woah woah there tiger, let’s even things out a bit first.” You said pulling his shirt over his head.
He giggled as you dramatically chucked his shirt across the room.
“The other ones are… lower.” You said eyeing your shorts.
He gladly slid them off of your legs but before removing your panties, he took off his pants as well.
The thin waistband showed a little bit of the French quote you had tattooed around your hip.
“I like this one too.” He said kissing it and holding your hips down.
“Do you know what it says?” You asked seductively.
He craned his neck and spoke out what it says, “Dream without fear, love without limits.”
You smiled as you watched him scan your body for more permanent markings.
On your left side of your ribs, you had an anchor, that was your favorite.
“Your so beautiful.” He said again paying attention to the tattoos on your body.
“Spencer?” You asked as he kissed the raised ink.
“Can I see the rest of you?” You asked nicely.
He looked down and back up to you before pulling down his boxers, his erection firm as his cheeks grew red.
“Your so gorgeous Spencer.” You said delicately tracing your fingers over his torso.
A spark of confidence fled through him as he pressed his lips against yours.
You pulled him closer down to you, feeling his tip against your thigh.
“I need you. I need you right now.” You said feeling pre cum drip down your thigh.
Spencer quickly grabbed a condom off of his side desk.
He slipped it on and looked back to your for assurance.
“I-I’m not sure what I’m doing so, please tell me if I’m hurting you or doing something you don’t like okay?” He said placing himself at your entrance.
You nodded and he slowly slipped into you, a moan escaping your lips at the feeling of being full.
He stayed there for a second, to let you get used to his length.
You started to buck your hips up to his, signaling him to start thrusting.
He started slow, but eventually picked up his pace.
Spencer started to shake above you as his his fingers circled your bundle of nerves, sending you over the edge with him close behind.
You both rode out your orgasms, panting as he collapsed to the side of you.
“That was amazing.” You said pulling the blanket up over you.
“It was? I mean I agree it’s just… it was my first time so I wasn’t sure how I did.” He said sheepishly.
“You did great. It’s not that often you can make a girl orgasm that quickly.” You said pulling him to lay on your chest.
He smiled and kissed your neck before tracing the outlines of your bird tattoos.
Goosebumps raising on your skin as his fingers delicately traced over the ink.
You kissed his forehead and you both fell into a deep sleep.

Feminine Beauty Tips for the Post Apocalypse

Need blush? Bathe in the blood of your enemies.

Need lip stain? Bathe in the blood of your enemies.

Dying your hair? Bathe in the blood of your enemies.

Skin’s a bit dry? Bathe in the blood of your enemies.

Someone wants to dictate what your “feminine” should look like? THEY ARE NOW YOUR ENEMY.