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All Or Nothing - Smut

Originally posted by dylanmysunshine

Author: @dumbass-stilinski
Rating: NSFW 18+
Pairing: Stiles Stilinski/Reader
Words: 6,244
AN: College AU, all human. This was never meant to be published tbh but you can thank @writing-obrien​ for it getting done. Also shout out to @hardladyheart​ for her late night motivation and @sarcasticallystilinski​ for spitballing title ideas with me.

The song that’s sung is obviously not mine, it’s by State Champs. Listen HERE.



You transferred into Berkeley college in the beginning of your sophomore year. You hated starting a new school, but at least it was college and not high school. You’d been here a few weeks. You hadn’t made any friends yet, just your roommate, but you were more acquaintances. She was an art major and a little quirky, plus her boyfriend lived off campus so she wasn’t around much.

Being a music major had it perks. There were a lot of hot guys in the music department, but most of them were too involved with their own projects to notice you. You were pretty quiet, always lost in your own head. No one would have guessed that you weren’t the least bit shy. And you liked to keep it that way.

However, life had become boring. You finally had the hang of your classes and schedule but you needed to find something else to do with your time. Which is why you found yourself in the music building, standing in front of the bulletin board. Most of the notices were the same, people selling instruments or looking for them, people looking for practice space, advertisements for open mic nights. But one flier in particular caught your eye.

It wasn’t fancy at all, maybe a little creased and wrinkled from being in someone’s pocket. It was plain white, written on with black Sharpie.

GUITARIST WANTED

FOR COVER BAND

MUST LIKE/PLAY ROCK MUSIC, POP PUNK.

CALL SCOTT

310-422-1124

There was a crudely drawn Chewbacca next to it, holding what looked to be a guitar. You chewed your bottom lip in thought. You could do that. You fit the qualifications. You pulled out your phone, typing the number in and saving it to your contacts for later.

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In the Heart of the Storm (Part 5)

Bucky x Reader

Summary – You are house-sitting for some friends on the Chesapeake Bay in the middle of a hurricane. Unbeknownst to you, you’re not alone. Takes place immediately following the events of Captain America: The Winter Soldier. 

Warnings – None

Word Count – 1,260

Notes – As usual, I’m taking a lot of liberties with Bucky in this fic.  None of us know just how much he actually remembers, or when those memories starting coming back.  I have a plan on where I want this fic to go, so I need him to remember certain things to get us there.  As always, I appreciate all of your feedback and questions!!!

Part 1  

Series Masterlist

Masterlist

Previously:

At the mention of the Helicarriers, his head shot up.  His eyes were wide, and you could practically see the memories flooding back into his mind. “Steve.  Oh my God, Steve.  Is he dead?”

“Steve?  Do you mean Steve Rogers, Captain America?”

With every word you spoke, his face seemed to crumple.  He looked down at his left arm in disgust as he flexed the metal fingers.  “What did I do?”

“Oh my God, you’re the guy that almost killed Captain America.”  You didn’t wait for him to confirm or deny your statement.  Without thinking about the consequences, you turned and ran for door behind you.


 

You made it to the back porch, your feet mere inches from the grass when a cold metal arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you up against a solid wall of muscle.  His right hand clamped over your mouth as he effortlessly carried your struggling form back into the house.  

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Crowd Pleaser (Part.1) {Min Yoongi} ~ceasefire~

Prompt:  Let me uh request a yoongi smut where yall in the car and he’s turned on so much by you so you tease him by low-key touching yourself and moaning his name in his ear and yea take it away from there 😂

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Word Count: 1k

Warning: None

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Under the Bleachers (Reggie Mantle x Blossom Reader)

REQUEST: So I requesting something before but I wanted to request something again because I like your writing. So you’re the blossoms younger sister and dating Reggie and he’s normally really sweet to you but when you see him being an ass to others you break it off with him but he tries to win you back or something like that?

WORD COUNT: 1314

WARNINGS: NONE

A/N: Hey, sorry I haven’t posted in a while but here is my first Reggie Mantle fic. Hope you like it :) I did change it a little just because it would have been a really long imagine and it just didn’t seem to flow that way. Hope it’s good anyway!



Being a Blossom wasn’t as easy as everyone believed. You had crazy parents, older twin siblings who excluded you from most thing, you had a reputation and expectations that had been placed on your head the moment you were born that you had to keep up or other face the consequences from your parents and even your siblings. But even through this you found happiness. You found Reggie Mantle.

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Routine Part Two (Lin x Reader)

Thank you SO MUCH for all of the positive feedback on part one!! I’m really excited for this series and I hope that you’ll enjoy it!! 

Prompt List//Request Something//Masterlist

(Part One)(Part Three)(Part Four)

requested: yes :) (y’all are so sweet

Summary: Reader and Lin have to meet every two days to work on their play. Will they make it through the month without wanting to kill each other? Will it make them any closer or will it just make things awkward?

Warnings: Pride and Prejudice is mentioned a lot in this series bc why not (not in this part–just in the series in general), high school bullies, teen! lin being a jerk, reader being a jerk, just everybody being a jerk, dads embarrassing their children.

Words:2322

People who wanted to be tagged (for some reason that I don’t understand): @yayhamletnonstop @just-a-random-fandom-24


Originally posted by mr-linmanuelmiranda

You hear a knock on your front door at precisely 5:52, and you feel pleasantly surprised. You didn’t think he would actually show up on time.

“I got it, dad!” You scream to your father as you rush down the stairs.

You swing open the door and when you see him, you can’t help but gawk at his beauty.

Before you stands Lin with his headphones around his neck, his hands are fiddling with the strings on his light gray hoodie, and his eyes stuck on the welcome mat at your front door. Your heart swells a little at the thought of maybe wearing his hoodie, before you remind yourself what a jerk he is and how he isn’t worth your time. He doesn’t look up when the door is opened, so you clear your throat to get his attention.

You don’t greet him with a normal ‘hello’. All you say to him is, “I half expected you not to come.” He scoffs. “Well, at least not on time.”

He smirks before pushing past you to step inside your home.

“You said that you hated when people are late, and the last thing I would want to do is make you mad.” You can’t help but want to smack the smirk off of his face. 

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Hard Eyes: Part 2

AN: There was a huge response to part 1, so I decided to go ahead and post part 2! Also I did a thing … Enjoy. Thanks to my beta’s for plowing through my works it means a ton! 

Words: 721

Part 1 


        You stare at the baby in the carrier. Penelope is fast asleep, oblivious to the world around her. She looks a lot like Bruce, all dark hair and long lashes. You sigh before adjusting the blanket around her a bit more. You don’t take your eyes off of her, even when someone slides into the chair across from you.

          “She’s pretty, like her mother.”

          You smile, and turn to face an old friend, “Hello Floyd.”

          He smiles back, “It’s been a while Y/N. To be honest I never expected to hear from you again. After all you were able to accomplish the dream, you got out. You have that perfect family, perfect husband, perfect life.”

          You smile, “If only you knew.”

          Floyd leans back in his chair, “Someone giving you a hard time?”

          “Bruce has been hurt. He underwent surgery to fix the effect of an attack, it’s been fourteen months and he’s still in physical therapy.”

          Floyd’s face grows serious, “How bad was it?”

          You bite your lip for a moment before saying, “He’s been able to learn to walk again. But it’ll be years before he’s back at full strength, if ever.”

          “I’m sorry to hear that. You need me to kill the guy who did it?” You give him the look, and he just smiles before holding up his hands in surrender, “I don’t know why you’re giving me that look, you’ve been out of the game for over ten years, for all I know you’ve gone soft.”

          You lean forward and whisper, “The day I go soft is the day that you miss a shot.” He just grins and you slide the folder over, “I need information on who could have taken the shot, or who could have made the poison the bullet was coated with. I find those guys I find the antidote.”

          “So it was more than just the bullet?”

          You nod, “The poison is what’s stopping the recovery progress. While the damage from the bullet was bad, and the surgery to remove it was a high risk procedure, technically he should have been able to make a full recovery in ten months, instead he’s very far behind. Deep level testing revealed the poison. We’ve had it for around six months and no progress has been made.”

          Floyd just leans back in his seat and asks, “Who the hell did Richie Rich piss off?”

          You stare at him, “Would I be asking for help if I knew?”

          He shakes his head, “I guess not. Can I ask you one question though?” You nod ,“Have you asked them for help, I mean they like Bruce too, hell even the voice of god is under Wayne’s protection.”

          You shake your head, “Harley and Ivy stay far away from me, just like you do Floyd. I became a traitor when I left, that means I don’t get anyone’s help.”

          He shakes his head, “That’s where you’re wrong, they stay away because they don’t want to mess it up for ya. You got normal, Baby Girl. That’s all any of us wanted, and we’ll be damned if you get it taken away from you. Why do you think every crook in Bludhaven drops their gun at the sight of your oldest boy? We have orders out, anyone who messes with him, earns a one-way ticket to the afterlife. And as for Waller, you were always her favorite, you were the Baby Girl. And we both know that brother of yours would do anything to protect you. Even if it means pretending he’s not your brother.”

          Floyd reaches across the table and grabs your hand, “We’ve been watching your back since you found that happy ending. Let me bring the squad in, let us handle this.”

          You hesitate, it would be so easy to let them take it, to wipe your hands clean of this entire mess, but you’ve never been one to pass your problems off to someone else. You cover his hand with your other one, and look him in the eye, “You forget Floyd, there is no getting out. Once a member of the Suicide Squad, always a member.”

          He just nods his eyes sliding over to the baby carrier, where your daughter is now wide awake. He just smiles and says, “She has your eyes.”

10 seconds part 2 || Dan Howell

A/N: I decided to write a second part bc apparently I can’t say no. btw I’ll turn 18 tomorrow (April 1st) so I’m already super excited!

Word Count: 1.4K

POV: Reader

MASTERLIST // PART ONE

Originally posted by shinyphan


“Y/N is my girlfriend!” he shouted.

The eyes that were by now staring at me were burning into my skin like fire. I felt my cheeks heat up and at the same time, I felt unbelievably happy. It was true, I was Dan Howell’s girlfriend and nothing could make me smile wider.

“Good joke, Dan.” Tiffany laughed joylessly while touching my boyfriend’s biceps.

Dan quickly moved further away from her and wiped his lips with the sleeves of his sweater.

“I’m not joking. Y/N and I have been dating for nearly 2 months now.” Dan insisted, dead serious.  

“Sure, and why didn’t you tell anybody about it? Were you embarrassed by her?” Tiffany’s high voice that was drenched with mockery and sarcasm rang in my ear, awakening the desire to slap her grin off her face.

“I didn’t tell you because a) we’re not friends and b) it’s non of your business.” Dan shut her up, his on point come back made the room grow silent.

“Now excuse me while I get my girlfriend a drink.” He said right before he got up.

After Dan had held his hand out for me and I reached for it, he pulled me onto my feet. As we walked to the kitchen together I could still feel curious eyes burn into my back but I really couldn’t care less.

The guy who threw the party stored all of the drinks in the kitchen and Dan was given the permission to get whatever he wanted. The kitchen was completely empty when we walked in, I immediately hopped onto the counter and let my legs dangle in the air while Dan went over to the refrigerator.

“Do you like beer?” Dan asked me, holding up two bottles while raising his eyebrows.

“I don’t know, I have actually never tried it.” I admitted with a shy laugh.

“It’s about time then, right?” He asked me before he opened the bottles.

“Sure, but you have to drink it for me if it tastes disgusting.” I told him before I took the beer he was holding out for me.

I took a little sip of the dark liquid, it tasted a little bit bitter but it wasn’t too bad. Still, I wasn’t sure if I could actually finish the whole bottle.

“Y/N?” Dan suddenly asked me, sounding a bit worried.

“Yes?” I asked, unsure of what he was going to say.

“Are you mad at me?” he then simply asked.

I blinked a few times in confusion.

“Why should I be mad?” I wanted to know, still not understanding what he meant.

“Because of Tiffany. That she kissed me.” He spoke quietly like he was feeling really bad about it.

“Oh that…”

I had nearly forgotten that it had actually happened. Tiffany kissed my boyfriend, sure she didn’t know that we were dating and it was a dare but still. Now that I remembered it, I did feel a little bit down. Dan was with me and I should be the only one who got to kiss him.

“I’m really sorry, Y/N. I tried to stop her before it happened but she was so fast and then it was too late.” Dan rambled unstoppably. I could really tell how sorry he was.

“It wasn’t your fault. We should have just told everybody in the first place.” I thought out loud. It was true I did feel relieved now that we didn’t have to hide anymore.

“I can’t wait to show you off to all of my friends.” Dan said with a wink, making me smile and blush at the same time.

I pulled his tall body closer to mine before I wrapped my arms around his neck. Since I was still sitting on top of the kitchen counter he was now standing between my legs. ‘He is so beautiful’ I thought to myself as I stared into his chocolate brown eyes.

“Nobody else gets to kiss you.” I whispered right before I connected our lips and felt my heart jump up and down at the same time.

“Just you” Dan smiled into the kiss and everything was alright again.

About 15 minutes later Dan had finished his and the last bit of my beer and we decided to join the people on the dance floor.

Although the music was way too loud the DJ played some good songs from time to time and I just danced and felt free. Both, me and Dan weren’t really the best dancers in the world so we tried our best and mostly just fooled around and invented new ridiculous dance moves.

I was a little bit out of breath when I excused myself to go to the bathroom.

“I’ll miss you.” Dan whined, making me laugh and roll my eyes.

I bumped into Jessica from chemistry class again in the bathroom.

“Why didn’t you tell me that you are dating Dan Howell?!” she squealed and hugged me tightly.

She clearly had a bit of alcohol running through her veins but she looked so excited that I just had to smile at her.

“You are so lucky, Y/N. He is such a gem.” She giggled on her way out of the bathroom, making me grin.

I splashed some cold water on my face, exhausted from all of the dancing me and Dan did. After one last glance at my reflection in the mirror I decided to walk back to my boyfriend who was waiting for me on the dancefloor.

But shortly before I could reach Dan I heard somebody say my name which made me instantly turn around.

“Hey, Y/N. Are you enjoying yourself?” Drew, a jock I barely knew from school asked me.

“I guess.” I answered brusquely not really interested in talking to him.

“I never realized that you look so hot.” He straight up flirted with me. He got much closer to me than I wanted him to. I was feeling quite uncomfortable and annoyed. The only thought I was able to think was ‘Get away from him’.

“I gotta go find my boyfriend.” I warned him and tried to storm away, but he held me back by my arm.

“I don’t think Howell wants to see you right now.” Drew said with an evil smirk while gesturing to where Dan was waiting for me. He wasn’t alone though, Tiffany was standing right next to him.

She was getting shamelessly close to him and from her body language I could tell that she was obviously flirting with him. Her hand was wandering up and down his chest and although Dan repeatedly tried to push her away she wouldn’t stop.

“She isn’t even here.” I could hear Tiffany purr and I was raging with anger.

“Tiffany, I’m not interested in you at all. I like Y/N!” Dan shouted so loud that a few people turned their heads.

I was about to strut over to her and slap that flirtatious smile off her face. Dan wasn’t able to do that because he would never hit a girl but I surely could. Although I wanted to do it so badly I was still held back by Drew’s firm grip.

I desperately tried to free myself but I wasn’t strong enough. I was sure by now that Tiffany talked Drew into doing this. I was angry and scared at the same time and I felt enormously helpless.  

“Why don’t you let go of her?” A guy behind me bellowed, coming to my rescue.

Drew immediately removed his hands from my arm in surprise and shock.

“Fuck off, asshole.” Jason, Dan’s friend threatened him.

Drew’s eyes sparkled with angst and anger but he did as Jason told him.

“Thank you.” I breathed relieved as soon as he was finally gone.  

“Anything for my best friend’s girlfr-“ Jason was about to say but he got interrupted.

“Are you okay?” Dan nearly shouted at me.

I didn’t really have the time to watch how Dan tried to get rid of Tiffany but it seemed like he had finally managed to do it.

“Drew was just being a dick. I’m alright.” I added and shot Jason a friendly smile.

“Thanks mate.” Dan said bro-hugging his best friend.

 “Let’s get out of here.” The three of us synchronically said at the same time, making us laugh as we walked to the front door and left the party behind us.

Honeymoon: Snippet 2

Shawn Mendes
Words: idk, I wrote it on my phone
Note: *NOT EDITED!* also I’m too tired to give it a descent ending 😊

The warm water lapped around my feet, making me sink further into the squishy sand. I turned to Shawn, hoping to find him joining in on my excitement of finally being able to go to the beach. Instead I was met a rather annoyed looking Shawn squinting off into the distance.

I poked his cheek and his head snapped towards my direction, “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” he replied, too quickly to be genuine. But I let it slide as he leaned down, holding to kiss a bit longer than he normally would when we were out in public.

Not that I minded much, these past few days since being in Australia had made me craze Shawn’s presence like nothing I’ve ever experienced. I constantly had the urge to be touching him, even if it was just holding hands or letting our arms brush while walking past.

I was about to deepen the kiss when he suddenly pulled away. Grabbing my hand, my heart jumped for a second at the absence of the rings, thinking I had already lost the wedding band that was placed there only a few days before. The panic faded when I remembered handing them to John who was sat down the beach, even though Shawn insisted we didn’t need his assistance on our little outing (or on the whole trip altogether), we both managed to convince him otherwise, just in case.

“Come on,” Shawn coaxed me further into the waves. I froze as the water hit my hips, not feeling too comfortable to carry on. Swimming in pools I was fine with, but when it came to open water, that was a big no go for me.

He must have seen the fear across my face because he flashed me a reassuring smile, grabbing hold of my other hand too, “you’re fine. I’ve got you.”

He managed to convince me deeper, lifting me up when it got too hard to walk on my own. My legs looped around him as he carried on until the water reached half was up his arms. Meanwhile my arms were wrapped around his neck.

“See this isn’t so bad.” He teased jokingly, and I was so tempted to hit him playfully, but I didn’t want to risk falling in.

Not that it mattered as suddenly Shawn ducked under the water, taking me with him. It was only for a few seconds, but it was enough to send alarm bells ringing. When we resurfaced, this time I did smack him.

“You’re an idiot!” I exclaimed, although I struggled to contain my giggles as I removed a piece of seaweed that dangled from his hair. Shawn cheekily pocked his tongue out, and was about to move in for a kiss when he stopped midway, eye darting somewhere behind me,

“Why do you keep looking over there?” I asked, worried that some axe murderer was stalking us or something. But as I went to turn around, he stopped me, bringing me back to face him.

“Nothing.” He repeated, this time even less convincing.

Turning around, I searched in the general direction Shawn was looking, my eyes soon landing on the group of guys with cameras lining the path connecting the beach to the main street. Well, I wasn’t too far off the whole stalking thing.

“They’ve been there for about half an hour,” He explained, defeat and annoyance filling his voice. There was a certain hint of sadness in his eyes that made my heart melt, “I didn’t want you to feel uncomfortable.”

“It’s okay,” I tried to keep upbeat about the whole thing, but knowing we were being watched made me feel a little uneasy, “They’re not hurting anyone.”

“We can leave if you want?” Shawn smiled, brushing a chunk of salty hair away from my face.

I shook my head no and gave him a small peck on the lips, then the red flush adoring his cheeks.

“I just want everything to be perfect for you.” Shawn huffed, racking his hand through his hair, shaking out some of the wetness.

“Everything is perfect,” My fingers followed, running through the wet strands until they stuck up in a fluffy mess, “You make everything perfect.”

“That’s so cheesy.” He chuckled brightly, that famous toothy grin of his returning to his face.

“Well, it made you smile so I don’t care.” I laughed loudly as his nosed booped against mine

“God, I love you so much.” We were so close he barely had to whisper, our lips brushing as he spoke. What I wanted to say was I loved him too, but I was lost for words, feeling a pair of large hands sneak down to my backside, giving it a light squeeze. He sent me a wink, “Want to give them a run for their money?”

commitment | john shelby

John imagine where u both love each other a lot, but the relationship is quite rocky. John flirts with other girls, you flirt with other boys. However, u always come back each other bc johns the love of ur life and so on

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Originally posted by waarzuniverse

“I don’t like you being around him.” John whispered in your ear. His arms were wrapped your waist as he pulled you close to him.  

“I don’t like you being around Lizzie but I don’t kick up a fuss.” You smirked as you looked up at him.  

“I ain’t kicking up a fuss.” John laughed. “I’m not the one that has my hands all over some wanker.”  

“At least he knows how to make a women feel good.” You joked. Removing your body from johns, you turned around, making sure to wink at John before walking back over to the man who had caught your eye.  

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green-eyed professor (not literally) (part ii, au bellamy blake one-shot)

Prompt: Professor Bellamy has a hard on, err a soft spot for his favorite student.

Pairing: Bellamy Blake x Reader

Warnings: SMUT, SO MUCH SMUT, cursing, dom!Bellamy, Bellamy with a professor kink (?), unprotected sex, spanking, dirty talk (?)

A/N: HEY BABIES. I AM BACK. I really hope you guys enjoy this. It is pure, raw, dirty Bellamy Blake smut. I loved writing this (after I found out exactly what I wanted) and I really hope you guys love reading it. Please tell me what you think!!! !!!!GIFS NOT MINE!!!!!!!

green-eyed professor part i

I let out a small gasp as Bellamy pushes me into his classroom, the door shutting behind us with a loud thud.

“You know,” I turn around, planning on mouthing off to him. “You really–”

“I really what, princess?” Bellamy turns around, eyes dark as he teasingly removes his tie. “You’ve been talking an awful lot today.”

“Yeah, well–” he brings his hand and wraps it around my throat, his thumb teasing my bottom lip.

“Well what?” He tightens his grip on my neck and I tilt my head back, a slight gasp escaping me. “You should put your mouth to use, princess.”

“M-make me,” I gasp out as his hand moves soothingly across my neck. He pulls me closer, his free hand gently kneading my ass. He brings his lips closer, hovering over mine, teasing me as he smacks my ass.

I moan against his lips, the perfectly plump set that’s just millimeters away from mine. He smirks at my reaction, his hand landing against my ass even harder this time around. My mouth falls open, eyes closed as I moan.

“Someone’s very naughty,” Bellamy whispers against my lips, his mouth turned up into a smirk.

“Yeah, you obv–” I’m cut off by Bellamy tugging my hair.

“Did I ask you to speak, little girl?” He places his mouth against the base of my throat, his hot breath fanning against me. “Only speak when spoken to. I thought you knew this, hm?”

I gulp, closing my eyes as I wait, not knowing whether that was a question or a statement. His hand landing against my ass gave me the answer I was looking for.

“I asked you a question. You know to only speak when spoken to, correct?” He tugs my hair again, leveling my face with his.

“Y-yes, sir,” I nod, blushing lightly as he eyes me.

“That’s a good girl,” he hums, kneading my ass with one hand while the other gently releases my hair and grabs the back of my neck. He buries his head against the crook of my neck, leading my hands to his curly locks. I quickly tangle my fingers into his hair as he bites down on my neck.

I whimper into his ear, gently taking his earlobe into my mouth as he sucks on the small patch of skin on my neck. I tug his hair and he moans in satisfaction. He pulls me flush against him and I moan, feeling his erection against my waist.

“Seems to me like you’re enjoying yourself far too much,” Bellamy smirks, bringing his lips up to my jaw. He pulls away from me, leaving me a trembling, moaning mess. His smirk only widens at my state; his hands grab ahold of his tie as his eyes bore into mine. “Strip for me.”

My eyes go wide at his demand, my panties only growing wetter at the husky tone in his voice. I clench my thighs together, trying my best not to completely melt under his lustful gaze.

“Did you not hear what I said?” He takes a threatening step closer and I take one step back, bumping into a table. “I told you to strip for me. Get to it, pet.”

I nearly whimper at his excessive pet names but instead opt out of that, choosing to simply nod my head and bite my lip as I look right at him. I slowly pull down the sleeves of my dress as he undoes his pants, his erect member freeing up into his boxers. I moan at the sight, letting my dress fall to the floor as I stand in front of him in my lace lingerie. Bellamy raises his brows as he takes in my attire, a small grunt escaping his mouth as he rubs himself through his boxers.

“Seems like you planned this, pet,” he walks over to me and presses his erection against my pelvis. “You wanted this to happen, didn’t you?”

“I-I could only hope this would be the outcome,” my breath comes out in pants as he teasingly grinds himself into me, my panties dripping at this point.

“And if this hadn’t happened, then what? Hm?” His hands move up to my hair, tugging my head back to expose my chin. He places his lips right above my neck as he continues questioning me. “Had I not brought you into my room, would you have gone home with that Murphy kid?”

“M-maybe,” I smirk as his head snaps back from my neck. “We live together, who knows what would have happened.”

“You little slut,” he chuckles, shaking his head as he removes his pelvis from mine. A light whimper escapes my lips, giving away my brave facade. His hand tightens around my hair as he turns me around, my back facing him. He quickly grabs my hands and wraps a soft, silky material around them: his tie! I groan at the feeling, at the excitement of what’s to come. He grips my face, his fingers digging into my cheeks as he turns my head around to face him. “You’re my little slut, do you understand?”

My eyes go wide and I’m momentarily speechless as his dark eyes bore into mine. He raises his brows and I realize he’s still waiting for an answer from me. Before I’m able to produce an answer, his free hand falls against my ass, hard. I let out a gasp as Bellamy’s grip tightens around my cheeks.

“I asked you a question. Do you understand that you’re my little slut?” He raises a brow at me and loosens his grip slightly to give me some room to answer his question.

“Y-Yes, sir. I understand.” As soon as the words leave my mouth, his hand falls against my ass again.

“That’s my good girl,”he groans, kneading my ass as his other hand turns my head back around and pushes me lower, my front parallel with the table in front of me. His hands move away from me as I hear clothes being shred. I whimper lightly at just the thought of his naked body.

“How cute,” he chuckles and presses his chest against my back, pushing me further against the table. “Is my little slut needy for me? Does she want me to touch her?”

“Y-Yes, sir,” I whimper as his hot breath fans against my ear. He smirks against me, wrapping his lips around my earlobe and sucking on it.

“Such a good girl,” he bites the area behind my ear and moves my panties to the sides as he suddenly inserts two fingers inside me. I groan and arch my back, his hard chest there to hold me back. “So responsive to my touch. So wet. Who made you this wet?”

“Y-you did… professor,” I bite my lip as I await his reaction. He stiffens against me, his fingers still inside me, unmoving. He lets out a groan as his erect member is pressed against my ass.

“That’s so hot,” he bites my shoulder as his fingers slowly move back out of my opening.  “Say that again.”

“You made me so wet, professor,” I moan out as his thumb begins playing with my clit, his free hand wrapped around the tie as he pulls my hands back against my ass. He lifts his hips up, his erection pressed into my palms as he growls in my ear.

“Grab it, baby girl. Grab my cock, see how hard it is for you,”  he nips my shoulder as my hands eagerly wrap around his erect cock. He groans against my shoulder as I rapidly move my hands up and down his cock.

His thumb keeps moving against my clit, faster than before, as though he’s trying to see who can make the other cum first. I brush my fingers against his tip and his hips jerk into my hands as I teasingly run my fingers over his shaft.

“Stop!” He removes his hand from my clit and tightens his tie over my wrists. “Do you seriously think I’d cum before you did, baby girl?” His free hand comes down against my ass and I let out a scream, the stinging sensation worse than before.

“Don’t act like you don’t like it, baby,” he kisses my lower back as his hand falls against my ass again. This time, I emit a moan from deep in my throat as the pain quickly turns into pleasure. “There’s a good girl.”

“P-please,” I whimper as his thumb finds my clit again and his index finger begins teasing my opening.

“Please what?” I can practically hear his smirk as he rams two fingers in and out of me.

“Oh, fuck!”I yell and lean forward, resting my forehead against the hard table. “P-please fuck me, professor. I-I can’t take it much longer!”

“Oh, but you can. And you will,” he tightens his grip on my hands as I feel him remove his fingers from inside me. His hands grip my ass, spreading the cheeks as he groans. “Fuck, you’re so wet.”

I whimper as I feel his breath fan against my slit, his hands gently kneading my ass. He licks his way down from my ass to my open slit, and I feel him smirk as he buries his face against my pussy. I feel myself throbbing as I bite my bottom lip, the sensation of his light stubble alone nearly bringing me over the edge.

“Does my little girl like this?” His face is still pressed against me as he speaks, his nose nuzzling my opening.

“Y-yes, sir. I really like–” His hands hold my ass apart as he rams his tongue into me, his teeth gently playing with my clit. “O-ohhhhh fuuuuuck!”

He smiles against me, his fingers reaching up to pinch my clit as his tongue continues ravishing me. My lips throb as Bellamy continues playing with me. “I-I’m so-”

Just as quickly as he pressed against me, he was gone.

“F-Fuck wh-why?” I pant, whimpering at the loss of contact.

“I almost came at the sight of you,” he leans over and growls in my ear as he rams his thick, bare cock into me. I groan in surprise as he wraps his fingers around my throat. “You were a wet, whimpering mess. Every little noise you made kept pushing me towards the edge and I couldn’t take it. FUCK!”

“O-oh, sir,” I pant as Bellamy continues to ram his cock into me, quickly finding my g-spot. “R-right there. Please sir!”

Bellamy groans as he continues hitting my spot. He turns my head to face him desperately placing his lips against mine, his tongue making its way into my mouth as I groan against him. His free hand plays with my clit as he twitches inside me, his thrusts growing sloppy. My walls clench around his cock, Bellamy moaning into my mouth.

“C-cum for me, princess,” Bellamy’s husky voice makes me whimper as I near the edge. “Cum all over my cock.”

And I do. I cum all over his cock, my orgasm taking me higher than any before this. I shudder as I ride out my high, Bellamy groaning as he quickly follows, shooting his cum deep inside me.

“Oh fuck,” we both mumble at the same time, chuckling as I lean back against him and gently place a kiss against his lips.

“This was a fun class,” I tease as he removes himself from inside me.

“The classes were fun when you were around,” he winks and lightly slaps my ass, eyes widening slightly as he looks down.

“What? What is it?” I furrow my brows and look at the side of my ass, seeing the edge of his handprint. “Someone likes to mark me up.”

“You haven’t even seen your lower back yet,” he walks closer and bites my shoulder again. “Or your shoulders for that matter.”

I laugh and gently nudge him just as the bell rings. Our eyes widen as the students run around in the hallways.

“Uh-oh.”

Comfort / hg

Requested

“Can u please do a Hayes Grier  imagine where reader is shorter than him and I’m very insecure about it and his friends make a joke and I cry and he comforts me”

Originally posted by couplenotes

I was at my boyfriend Hayes’ house, Reading a book as i leaned my elbows on the kitchen counter. I felt Hayes arms wrap around my waist causing a smile to appear upon my lips. I turned around to kiss him, standing on my toes.

There was an obvious height difference between us. he was a whole head taller than me.

When our lips parted, he guided me towards the counter so he could pin me against it. He removed the book from my hands, setting it face down on the counter.

“Come on babe, I was reading that.” i said, moving my hands up his arms to his biceps. “But i want your attention.” He said in a childish voice. He exaggeratedly puckered his lips making me laugh. I laughed and kissed his lips lightly, making him softly kiss me back.

-Later that night-

I was standing in front of Hayes, leaning into him as he hugged me from behind and leaned against the counter. All of his friend were sitting on the counters or at the table, drinking beers and just bullshitting. Some were starting to get a little tipsy.

“Wow Y/N, you’re like a foot shorter than Hayes.” Jack J said.

“Hayes, do you have to like bend down to kiss her?” Jack G asked.

“Guys cut it out.” Hayes said.

“Come on, were just having a little fun.” Nate said. “Is she easy to carry around?”

I felt tears well up in my eyes. I removed myself from Hayes’ grip and walked quickly out of the kitchen. Once i was out of their sight, i started crying and ran into Hayes room.

I have always been insecure about my height and hated when anyone recognized it.

Soon i felt a presence near me, followed by the sound of the door shutting quietly. I tensed up and wiped my tears.

“Baby.” Hayes said quietly. I didnt turn around.

“Baby, theyve been drinking. You know they dont mean it.” He said. I felt his hand touch my shoulder. I quickly turned around and hugged his waist as i cried into him. I held me in his arms and ran his fingers through my hair soothingly.

“Look at me.” He said, holding my face in his hands. He looked me in my eyes. “I love you. I love your height. Your small hand fits perfectly in mine.” He said holding my hands. “Your small body cuddles into mine perfectly.” He said pulling me to him by my waist. “I love you. No matter what.” He whispered, looking into my eyes. He wiped the tears that laid on my face and pushed my hair behind my ears.

“I love you too.” I said quietly. He pulled me in for a long, slow kiss.

His comforting and caring ways always made me feel better.

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Jealously (Fred Weasley x reader)

Word count: 1400

(heey, could you write a Fred Weasley imagine where the reader is a Ravenclaw student and she is a year younger than him and she’s smart and shy but really likes him and he only realizes he likes her back when he get jealous of her with some other boy)

           “I need to ask you something really important.” Fred grabbed your hand, squeezing it gingerly. You looked up at him oddly, a blush crossing your cheeks at the sudden movement. “It’s about the Yule ball.”

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Batman's other Robin (part 3!!)

After a few more intensely personal and difficult questions, Batman had decided he could trust Phantom. Mostly. Now, that didn’t mean he didn’t have more questions, there were definitely more. But it was nearing the 2 hour deadline Bruce had before a CEO meeting. One more he decided, one more question. “How old are you Phantom? I would like to know how long you’ve been dead and how old you were when you died. ” To Batman’s shock, Phantom started blushing an icy blue rather than looking defensive or surprised, like he had expected. “Uh, well I’ve been dead for almost- wow, almost- 3 years. And I was about 14 I think, memories from then are a bit fuzzy.” Phantom meant the initial electrocution in the Portal, but Batman had taken it as when he was living. (Not that Phantom was surprised by this) “You’re 16??”, Robin shouted-his voice cracked- oh the perks of puberty. 

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Announced || Jack Maynard Imagine

“I should go now,” Jack whispers, “or the boys are going to wonder what’s happening.” He unwraps his arms from me and stands up from my bed.

“Fine,” I pout, “But I’m keeping your jumper,” I smirk over at him.

“But babe, I’m going to freeze,” Jack draws out pulling his shirt over his head.

“Don’t care,” I mumble snuggling into the jumper that he had discarded.

“Y/N, I really have to go,” He sighs moving towards me, he pushes his lips to mine and runs his fingers over my cheek softly, he pulls back and smiles softly, raking his eyes over my face “I love you.”

“I love you,” I sigh, “Can I keep your jumper, though?”

Jack laughs at me and nods his head “Yeah, bye love.” He picks up the set of keys I gave him and leaves my flat.

~

Joe had called me around to his place to help him and the boys film, It was a freezing day in London, so I chucked on the closest jumper.

“Hey Y/N,” Joe says chuckling softly when I walked into his apartment.

“Whats so funny?” I ask confusion evident on my face. But his laughing only became louder at my question.

“Hey, guys check this out!” He calls out to the others, Conor, Caspar, Josh, Oli, and Mikey come into the hallway they look at me and all but jack

“What?” I ask again, all of my insecurities running through my head, I instinctively wrapped my hands around my body and look at the floor.

“Uh Y/N/N, You’re wearing my jumper,” Jack laughs, I look down at my outfit and curse silently. I look up to the boys and smile sheepishly.

“Uh, Jack left it at my place after we filmed?” I tried, I mentally smack myself at the pitiful attempt to convince them otherwise.

“No I didn’t, Come on Y/N/N they were bound to find out eventually,” jack laughs taking a step towards me with his arms open. I cover my face and walk into his arms and bury my face into his chest.

“So are you guys dating?” Mikey questions. I remove my face from Jacks’ chest and spin around in his arms so my back is against his chest. I look up at jack and nod my head softly.

“Yeah, yeah we are,” he says smiling down at me softly,  He looks back up at the boys again.

“Of course you two are, you could have told us sooner though” Conor laughs smacking walking back into Joe’s main room, the boys following close behind. I and Jack stay put.

“I’m still not giving you your jumper back,” I laugh pulling away from him and walking into the main room after the other boys.

~

“Alright ill see you next week with another Sugg Sunday video woo hoo.” Joe finishes his video and turns the camera off and before I know it jack is sat next to me wrapping his arms around my waist.

“You scared the crap out of me,” I complain, but don’t make an attempt to move away from his embrace.

“Can you not be cute yet, we’ve known for like an hour,” Joe complains, Jack chuckles but kisses my forehead softly.

“Okay sorry boys, but I have to go home now,” I stand up and make my way around hugging each one of them.

“Can I come?” Jack asks when I make my way over to him.

“Of course Babe,” I say to him, smiling over at my boyfriend.

“Okay get out me house love birds,” Joe laughs kicking us out. We make our way out of Joe’s apartment complex and into the bustling streets of London. Jack takes my hand in his as we walk down the street, I stop to look into a bookstore window. I excitedly babble about my favorite book and spin back around to jack, his hand still tucked in mine, I raise my eyes to meet his and see adoration in his eyes, “What?” I ask.

“Nothing, I just love watching you talk about something you love,” He says pulling me into his side softly. I hear my phone buzz and I pull it out of my pocket.

Jack Maynard has tagged you in a photo

She’s so cute <3

It was a photo of our hands linked together and me looking away from the camera.

“You announced us?” I question, smiling softly over at my boyfriend.

“Well, I didn’t want to be outed by the boys or a fan, I wanted to be the one to do it,” he grins pulling me in for a soft cute kiss.

“I love you,” I say, we hadn’t said those words yet as out relationship was still fairly new.

“I wanted to say it first,” Jack says pouting, “But I love you too Y/N.”

We stand there in the street smiling at each other for a little bit longer, before deciding to go back to my flat. The fans went crazy, most were accepting with few disapproving us. But we didn’t care, we are in love and we are happy.

Jealousy’s a Great Look on You - C.H.

Originally posted by teenagedfricks

Because snapback Calum is my favorite Calum. Frat!Calum

Y/n made her way through the crowd, pushing and shoving harshly in only her boyfriend’s oversized tee, thigh highs and converse, Calum’s snapback atop her straightened hair. She should be used to this by now considering all the frat did almost every weekend was throw parties, but nonetheless, it was still overwhelming. She spotted him in the den which seemed to be a lot less crowded than the rest of the house, a few of the other boys in the frat sitting on the couches as well deep in conversation. Her eyes lit up at the sight of her boyfriend’s crinkled eyes and wide smile as he laughed at something Michael had said to the group. She was fed up with all of these parties, really only going that night to spend time with Calum since she hadn’t seen much of him that week due to ‘obligations’. She didn’t really understand why he had to be involved so much in pledge week when he wasn’t even a pledge or head of the house.

She sauntered into the room, only one thing on her mind, as she took a spot on one of Calum’s thighs drawing him away from the conversation as her head rested in the crook of his neck. His arm snaked around her waist holding her tight as the other draw circles on the exposed skin on her thigh.

“You alright, babe?” he questioned quietly as she responded with a simple moan acknowledging that he had spoken to her.

“Can we go upstairs?” she muttered in his ear just wanting to lay down with the boy and cuddle. She wasn’t asking for much, just to simply see him for more than five minutes.

“No,” he said back simply, directing his attention back to the conversation as y/n let out a whine, moving her head out from the skin of his neck.

“But, Cal-,” she started to plead as he turned back towards her, the smile on his face gone only to be replaced with a stern glare.

“Seriously, y/n, no. I have things I need to do. Stop being annoying,” he said back, turning his head towards Michael as y/n rolled her eyes pulling his limbs off of her so she could stand up, gaining Calum’s attention once again. “Where are you going?”

“Up to my boyfriend’s room to lay down by myself since he won’t join me even though I haven’t seen him in a week,” she said back before walking out of the room, hearing ‘ooos’ all come from his friends, but knowing he wouldn’t get up to follow her. She leaned up against the door frame just outside the parlor watching the party go on in front of her at this point just contemplating if she should leave. She didn’t really want to be there in the first place and the reason she was there was clearly a bit too busy to give her the time of day.

“You look lost, darlin’,” a voice said next to her causing her to look at the mystery man in front of her. He didn’t look to familiar, clearly not a part of the frat as she looked away from him in an attempt to ignore him. “Can I grab you a drink?”

“No thanks. I’m actually trying to leave,” she responded looking around the room as if she was looking for a friend, but at this point, she would take any of the guys she knew to help her out. “I’m just waiting for my boyfriend to get back from the bathroom.” He chuckled slightly, sipping at the red cup in his hand.

Calum’s eyes were fixated on his girlfriend and her body language, clearly pleased she wanted nothing to do with him, but incredibly irritated that he was trying to flirt with her. “Are you going to go get her?” Luke asked, eyes watching as well even though almost every boy in the den’s eyes were on her. Any girlfriend of any member of the frat was treated just like a frat brother. If any one of them got hurt, someone would be answering to them.

“She can handle herself,” he said back, uneasily. She was always insisting on not needed to be baby sat when it came to things like this, having been told repeatedly ‘Calum, I’m a big girl. Please let me stick up for myself.’

“I’m going to call your bluff,” he said, a devilish smirk on his face as he pushed her into the wall behind her, face leaning into her neck to start leaving his own markings as she fought back from him not really in the mood to be taken advantage of.

“Get your hands off of me,” she yelled. At this point, she was terrified. The guy had at least a good hundred pounds on her, so if he were to do something drastic, she’d be very much injured. She attempted to push at his chest only to feel him chuckle against her skin. Within seconds, the man was pulled off of her onto the floor, her boyfriend now between the two of them as she let out a shaky breath feeling an arm wrap around her, turning to look seeing an irritated Luke as he glared at the man on the floor.

“I believe my girlfriend told you to leave her the fuck alone, Danny,” Calum said as the man who apparently went by the name of Danny, stood up clearly pissed off.

“It’s not my fault you left a fine piece of ass by herself, Hood. If you don’t want to appreciate her, I gladly will.” Calum’s fist connected with his face just as he finished the sentence, Danny quickly regaining composure to strike back at Calum hitting him in the stomach. Within seconds, Calum was on top of Danny, the party halting completely as y/n fought her way out of Luke’s grasp grasping at Calum attempting to pull him off, only to have Calum pushed backwards into her as someone stepped on Danny’s chest keeping him down.

“What…the fuck…is going on here?” Ashton asked clearly pissed off. Ashton was a senior and head of household so anything that was to happen, had to be run through him first. “Calum, you have ten seconds to answer my question before I kick you the fuck out.”

“That dickhead was trying to force himself on y/n even after she yelled telling him to get the fuck off of her,” Calum said glaring at the boy still on the floor. Ashton looked behind Calum to y/n seeing her clearly upset, but he wasn’t sure if it was what Calum had said or if it was the fact her boyfriend was just in a fight. She nodded her head once she made eye contact with Ashton who then looked to the boy under his foot who clearly knew not to fuck with Ashton. If he thought Calum hit hard, he knew Ashton could hit harder.

“Calum, go upstairs and cool off,” he said not moving his gaze from Danny as Calum got ready to argue with him. “I didn’t ask, Calum. Now get your ass upstairs, and cool the fuck off. And you,” he said moving his foot off the guy, pulling him up from the ground by his hair. “I don’t tolerate sexual assault or sexual harassment in my frat, so I suggest you remove yourself from my property before I call the cops. Got it?” By now, y/n was pulling Calum away from the situation and up the stairs to where his room was, kicking her shoes off just as she entered, shutting the door after he entered behind her. He sat down on the edge of his bed, head in hands as he tugged at his hair.

“Baby, look at me,” she muttered standing in front of him, taking his head in her hands as she forced his head up to her. She swung her legs over his, sitting comfortably on his lap as she ran her thumb over his cheeks. “Are you hurt?”

“No,” he muttered, hands resting on her hips as he looked up at her. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine. Shaken up is all,” she said back, smiling softly at him. She tucked her face into his neck once again as his arms circled her waist pulling her to him. She placed soft kisses up his neck until she got to his ear. “You’re sexy as hell when you’re mad, bubs,” she whispered pulling on his earlobe with her teeth causing him to let out a shaky breath. “Jealousy’s a great look on you.” She pulled her head away from him pushing his upper body back onto the bed. She pressed her lips to his roughly, a moan escaping him causing her to giggle against his lips as she slowly circled her hips into his. “I have a request.”

“Request away, baby,” he groaned as she pulled away from his lips pulling the hat off her head before the shirt leaving her in her bra, panties, and thigh highs. She rolled her hips into his feeling his hard on against her crotch. Her hands pressed into her chest keeping her upright.

“I want you to fuck me with your snapback on,” she moaned out as his hands gripped at her ass, smacking one cheek harshly causing another moan to escape her.

“Only if you keep those damn thigh highs on,” he forced through his teeth.

“Deal,” she breathed out as he flipped them over, pulling his shirt off before placing the hat on his head, leaning in to kiss her before trailing his lips down her jaw leaving small bruises in his wake. He rolled his hips into hers, his teeth pulling at the skin on her neck as she lifted her chest into his, his hands slipping beneath her to unhook her bra, quickly pulling it off revealing her bare chest.

“God…have I ever told you how much I love your tits?” he mumbled against her skin, quickly attaching his mouth to one of her nipples sucking harshly, letting his teeth graze over the erect nub as she moaned out.

“Every time we have sex, Cal,” she let out in between shaky breaths. She tried to reach down to palm him through his jeans, only to have her hand pushed away.

“Not tonight, baby. You’ll pleasure me enough in a few minutes.” He switched to her other nipple, showing the same care he had to the other, before standing up, pushing his jeans and briefs down his legs, quickly crawling back on top of her. “Do I need a condom?”

“Not unless you’ve been cheating on me,” she said back causing him to laugh before literally ripping her underwear off her body. “Hey, those were fucking expensive.”

“I know for a fact you have nine other pairs,” he quickly added, pressing his lips to hers before entering her roughly, an animalistic groan leaving her throat, his mouth capturing the noises as he pounded into her like he was never going to fuck her again. “Who’s fucking you so good, baby?” he asked, forehead pressed against hers as she struggled to open her eyes to look at him, the pleasure going through her body almost too much to handle.

“F-fuck…you Cal,” she stuttered as he lifted one of her legs over his shoulder, hitting her deeper than he had before, loud whimpers leaving her mouth as he hit the same spot over and over. “Jesus christ.”

“Didn’t realize you were so religious, babe,” he groaned, tucking his face into her neck, biting on her flesh breaking the skin before soothing it with his tongue. Her cunt tightened around him causing his body to shake, y/n knowing he loved the feeling doing it whenever she could think straight for more than a millisecond wanting to send him over the edge knowing she wouldn’t last much longer. “Cum for me babe.”

“Not before you, Cal,” she muttered back causing him to laugh against her skin, a hand reaching down to her clit rubbing harshly as her legs started to shake, her orgasm taking over as her nails clawed at his back breaking the skin.

“Bullshit,” he mumbled, releasing inside of her, loving the pain she gave him as his thrusts slowed, pulling out of her slowly before kissing her over and over. “I love you so much.”

“I love you too, bubs.”

anonymous asked:

I need these little shits to loose their composure (their shits) and become super nervous to the point of stuttering. Can i have akashi, kise, aomine, himuro, takao, imayoshi, haizaki meeting their dream girl/wet dreams on legs/god is that you. Damn, bitch, you fine~/or just long time crush

(what if she is all of that for them)

Akashi’s a composed guy, so he’ll probably take your hand and kiss it gently. But he’s also a little out of touch with ‘commoner practises’ like dating, so expect him to ask, “It would be my greatest pleasure if you allow me to court you.”

When you accept, he gives a gentle smile and squeezes your hand gently. But what you can’t see is that he’s actually sweating a ton, and his heart is flip flopping in his chest. The idea makes him chuckle- is it true, is the Akashi Seijuurou actually nervous in front of his love.

“Why’d you chuckle?” You’ll ask.

“Nothing, my dear. Just delighted to be in your company.”

Kise’s rather prone to blushing easily, even if he likes to pretend he’s some kind of suave ladies’ man. His cheeks will be rosy pink, and he’ll grab your shirt and force you to to turn around and face him.

Your curious eyes gaze at him, and Kise wants to melt into a puddle of goo, because he’s never been so anxious yet so in love before. “_-_____cchi,” the nickname tumbles from his lips before he can stop it. You obviously detect the nervousness in his tone and place a comforting hand on his arm, giving it a squeeze.

“Stop! _____cchi, stop!” He yells, and you recoil, hurt. Kise shuts his eyes tight and manages to get what he wanted to say out.

“______cchi! You are making it very hard for me to confess when you keep acting cute like that!”

Aomine sighs in bliss when he enters another fantasy-realm in his mind where you’re dating him. He can just imagine, you dressing as a sexy cheerleader for him, making sure his belly is full and napping with him. Nothing makes him happier than when his mind offers him this sweet reprieve from his tiresome lessons.

Only a tugging of his sleeve gets him out of his reverie. He’s about to scold the pest, thinking it’s Sakurai, but it’s really just you, looking at him in concern. He snaps upright in his seat and turns to face you.

Damn it, why is the room so hot, he thinks, fanning himself with his collar.

“Aomine-kun,” you say, “you’ve got pen ink on your cheek.”

Aomine sputters incoherently for a moment, before burying his head in his hands out of shame.

Himuro: Now it takes a lot to get this guy to blush because he hardly ever loses his cool. But when a lone figure is waiting for him after practise at the entrance of the gym, Himuro’s hopes soar to the sky. He knows it’s you and he rushes over, with a dusting of pink all over his cheeks.

“______! This is a surprise,” he says, flashing you a charming smile.

“Himuro-kun,” you reach into your bag for something. Himuro is sure it’s a confession letter, and you’re someone he definitely doesn’t want to turn down, so he prepares his best smile and body posture despite his thundering heart.

“I was wondering which part of the project you wanted to do?” You ask, showing him your worksheet, which was discussed in class earlier today.

“UH,” is all he says, too shocked to formulate a proper response.

Takao’s a bright and bubbly guy who doesn’t get flustered easily, except when he’s around you. When he sees you walking down the hallway towards him, he tugs Midorima’s sleeve and hides behind him. The action surprises Midorima, causing him to nearly drop his lucky item.

“Fool,” he curses, “what do you think you’re doing!”

“Shin-chan,” whispers Takao, “it’s her! My dream girl, and she’s walking towards me for some reason and I-”

“Takao-kun?” He hears your sweet, sweet voice ask him. Removing himself from behind Midorima, he peeks at you.

“Yes?”

“You, um, dropped this,” you say, handing him his wallet.

“O-oh, thank you,” Takao replies.

“Nice ID picture by the way,” you giggle, a little pink to your cheeks. Takao’s face turns tomato red and he hops back to his spot behind Midorima to hide in shame.

Imayoshi’s sly grin drops off his face when you randomly appear in the gym during practice. He thought you were some other girl coming to the gym for who-knows-what but when you are the one who walks through those doors, every rational thought he has flies out of the window.

“_______-chan,” he runs over to you, waving a hand casually, “w-what are you doing here?”

“Sakurai-kun asked me to make these because he was busy last night,” you say, handing him a container of honey-soaked lemons. Imayoshi’s mouth waters and his heart thuds like drum, when he reaches out to take the container from you.

He can see you wiping your hands on your skirt subtly as you leave the gym and he curses his sweaty palms, but mostly curses his inability to keep his cool around you.

Haizaki didn’t ever think he’d find himself in this situation: have a puppy crush on you. Sure you were his friend, sure you were hot, and sure the two of your got along really well, but.

Nothing will ever stop the sickening feeling of butterflies in his tummy when you grin at him and nothing will stop the dreams he has of you either. Some turn out to be good, while others turn out to be even better.

“Oi, Haizaki,” you conk the back of his head when he drifts off during a math lesson. Haizaki’s eyelids snap open and he turns to face you, a harsh string of words already on his tongue, but instead finds himself tongue-tied and dumbfounded.

“Pay attention you idiot!” You hiss, out of concern for his grades not out of malice.

“Uh, okay,” he complies, a response which surprises the both of you. You guess he’s a little drowsy and so his defences are lowered, but Haizaki knows better. He knows his soft spot is growing exponentially.

I Love You (Young Remus Lupin x reader-- SMUT)

A/N: okay i love this one sO MUCH like honestly i’m so happy with this one ahhhhhh

Requested by anon: Your Remus smut was sooooo good! I’ve read it like three times haha. Could you write one where the reader and Remus have sex for the first time together? Like maybe they’re not necessarily virgins (or they could be its up to you) but it’s their first time with someone they actually love?

word count: 1986 (shit man that’s rlly long)
warnings: SMUT, unprotected sex, swearing

You and Remus have been dating for quite a few months now. He’s your best friend. You can’t imagine life without him. He’s the greatest thing that’s ever happened to you. Yet, you haven’t found the courage to tell him that. Neither of you have actually said the words yet. You aren’t even sure why. You both know it’s true. You love each other. It’s that simple.

It’s mid-May. The weather has been so nice. The two of you have spent many an afternoon laying in the grass, reading, talking, just enjoying the atmosphere around you. He was lying in between your legs, the back of his head resting on your torso. You’re just looking at the sky, the clouds. “Y/N?” He breaks the comfortable silence you had been sharing. You look down at him and he looks up.

“Yes?” You smile, booping his nose with your index finger.

He chuckles. “I love that we do this type of thing. I love being around you. I love how we don’t need words.” He turns forward again, settling his head back on your stomach and turning his attention to the sky. “I just love you.”

You smirk, laying your head down too. “I love you too, Remus.” You bury your hands in his hair and continue your wonderful day.

Dinner time rolls along and you head inside, fingers interlocked. You both just have these goofy smiles on your faces. You just keep glancing at each other and bursting into grins and giggling all throughout the meal.

“Alright, you two are being more obnoxious than usual.” Sirius narrows his eyes at you.

James nods. “Yeah. What’s going on?”

You snicker, looking down at your food. It’s almost like you two have some sort of inside joke. “Nothing.” Remus shrugs as he places his hand on your upper thigh. You twitch slightly at the unforeseen contact. He goes to move his hand, thinking you’re uncomfortable, but you place yours on top of it. You kinda like it, honestly.

After you eat, you both go up to your dorm. Your lips were aching for his. You try not to, but you practically slam your door shut, immediately attaching your mouth to Remus’s, somewhat roughly. He pulls away, slightly shocked. “What’s that all about?” He chuckles.

“Want you.” You pout, burying your hands in his hair and leaning your forehead against his.

He gives you a bit of a concerned look. “Love, have you ever..?” He trails off awkwardly, but you know what he’s referring to.

You nod. “Once.” You pull away from him slightly, removing your fingers from his locks. “It was quite uneventful, though. Realized shortly after that I didn’t even like the guy very much. He was a bit of a wanker.” You bite your lip.

He laughs. “Okay. I- uh..” He seems flustered as he rubs the back of his neck.

You can’t help but frown. “Re, you’ve done- it- before, haven’t you?” You take his hand in your own.

“Of course I have.” He tucks a strand of hair behind your ear. “I just- I get a bit nervous. I don’t wanna hurt you, especially if you’re not very experienced. I wanna make it special a-and-”

You press your lips to his gently. “You’ll be perfect.” You assure him.

He cracks a small grin before nodding. “So, do you wanna- should I-” He cuts himself off. “I’m gonna take off my shirt now, and kiss you.” He says, quite blatantly, making you laugh.

“Sounds good to me.”

He undoes the buttons on his shirt and slips it off before attacking your lips with his own. He makes his way to your jawline, then down your neck slowly, searching for your sweet spot. You gasp slightly as he sucks on your skin. He smiles a bit, knowing he’s found it and makes sure to leave a bit of a mark. Now, the collar of your shirt has constricted all access to the rest of your torso. “Sweetheart, I- er- your shirt.” He babbles.

You nod, suddenly feeling a little self conscious. He’s gonna see you naked. You try to undo the buttons on your shirt. He watches you and how shaky your hands are. “C'mere.” He says quietly as he lays his hands on top of yours. “We don’t have to do this, Y/N.” He tells you, kissing your forehead gently.

You look up at him, peering back down at you. He’s so goddamn cute. “I want to. I do.” You reply. “I love you, Rem.” You lean up and kiss his cheek.

“I love you, too.” He brushes his thumb across the back of your hand a few times, just watching your face, searching for hesitation. “Let’s get this off for you, then.” He offers. You smile and move your hands, letting him undress you instead. Your shirt falls to the floor after a moment. Remus just stands there ogling at you.

“Are you gonna say something or just stand there?” You break the silence, almost ready to cross your arms over your chest.

He shakes his head slightly, snapping himself out of his daze. “Sorry.” He clears his throat. “You’re absolutely beautiful, Y/N.” His hand meets your waist. You can’t help but blush. He plants his lips to your collarbone, working his way down your body, between your breasts, then to your waistline. He glances up at you and you nod, causing him to slide your skirt down, leaving you in just your bra and knickers. He lightly runs his fingers over your clothed clit, causing you to jolt and bite your lip. He chuckles. “Feel good, my sweet girl?” He rubs a bit harder. “Getting so wet for me.”

“Re, p-please.” You stutter.

He smirks. “Alright, let’s get you on the bed, yeah? Want my love to be comfortable.”

Your knees are shaking as he leads you to your mattress. He lays you down on your back. He hovers over you, fingers now pushing past the fabric of your underwear, stroking you. You’re practically trembling underneath him. Your breath catches as he slides a finger between your soaking folds. He pumps into you a few times before adding a second digit. Your hands are caught up in your bedsheets. “F-fuck, Rem. Please.” You whimper, your mind going insane. You can’t seem to find the words. Your hips buck up into his hand.

“Faster? You want that?” He hums. You nod vigorously, feeling yourself get closer as his pace quickens. You bring one hand to the back of his head, pulling it down to yours to kiss him roughly. You pull away and let out a moan, indicating that you’ve finished. Remus watches you in content. “Was that good for you? D'you like that? Squeezing my fingers so tight, love.” He kisses your forehead as you nod, unable to find your voice.

As you come down from your high, Remus removes his hand from you and licks your remnants off it, with a grin. He lays down next to you, pulling you to his chest. You catch your breath, and rest your head on his chest. He shifts slightly and you feel his hard on from within his jeans. “I’m sorry,” You sit up slightly to look at him. “we’ll- we can-”

“What?” He looks up at you, confused.

“You. You’re still- I didn’t even-” You’re still trying to find breath, your voice still feels foreign in your throat, words are escaping you.

He takes your arm and gently pulls you back down into him. He kisses your forehead, once again. “It’s okay, darling. It’s fine.” He rubs circles into your back.

You pull away, though. “No, no. I’m not just gonna- No. Remus, you have to-” You’re a stuttering mess.

He chuckles slightly at your flustered state. “Okay. Just, give yourself a moment. Please.” He says in a low voice. You lay yourself back down. You can feel his chest vibrate beneath you.

After a minute or two, you deem yourself ready for him. You lift your head up to pout at him, reaching a hand down to graze his bulge.

“Alright.” He closes his eyes and nods once, sits up, then kneels above you. “You sure you’re good now?”

“Yes.” You prop yourself up and capture his lips with yours.

He pulls away. “Okay, then.” He smirks, biting your lip. “Let’s get rid of this.” He reaches behind you and unclasps your bra. “Lay back now, angel.” He coos, placing a hand on your chest and urging you back onto the mattress. He scatters kisses around your breasts, massaging them with his hands. You let out a quiet moan. He lets his tongue drag down your stomach, causing your back to arch like crazy, until he’s met with the familiar material of your panties, placing one last kiss on your covered heat.

“Stop teasing, Moony.” You growl. He snickers and peels off your underwear, exceedingly slowly, hoping to get a rise out of you. It does of course. “If you don’t cut it out-”

“Fine, I’m done.” He laughs and flings your undergarment on the floor along with the rest of your clothes. He undoes his pants, pulls them down hesitantly. “And you’re 100 percent sure you want to do this?” He gives you a look.

“Yes.” You confirm. “I want you to feel good.”

He sighs slightly, before unburdening himself of his boxers. You feel yourself tense up at the size of it. He notices your concern and positions himself over you. “Hey, s'alright, love. Easy. Can you relax for me?” He hums. You nod, swallowing the lump in your throat and urge your body to calm itself. He pushes into you, careful not to move too fast. It hurts, but not nearly as much as it did the first time you’d ever done it. He stops his motions. “See? That’s it. That’s all it is.” He says, brushing hair out of your face and kissing your nose. “You alright?” He cups your cheek.

“Mhmm.” You respond with a smile, slightly leaning into his hand.

His expression lightens. “Doing so good for me. So good, m'sweet girl. Mm, so tight.” He presses his lips to yours softly and just barely swipes his tongue across your lip. “We’ll start slow, yeah?” He murmurs.

He pulls out of you and goes back in, still causing a stinging pain to go through your abdomen. You wrap a fist around his bicep. “S'okay, love.” He practically whispers.

After a few easy thrusts, the pain starts fading into pleasure. You let out a moan and wrap your legs around his waist, allowing him to go deeper. “A little higher, there.” He adjusts himself in your vice. “There we are, my good girl. Love you, so much.” He dips down to kiss you again, before propelling back into you at a completely different angle.

You yelp in pleasure. “There! Right there!”

He grins and pounds you, hitting the spot again, and again, and again. “That good?” He grunts. “Mm, I’m close. Feels so- Fuck, Y/N!” He steadies his movements for a moment, his hand moving to your clit. You gasp, your fingernails digging into Remus’s back.

“One more!” You plead breathlessly.

And that’s it. That one last thrust sends both of you over the edge. You shut your eyes tightly. He collapses, a panting wreck. Your chest heaves beneath his. Both of you take a moment to regather yourselves before he pulls out of you.

He rolls off of you and you open your eyes to see him motioning you toward him. “C'mere.” His voice is just above a whisper. You clamber on top of him, now, a hand on your lower back, rising and falling with his chest as he regains his breath. He presses kisses to your shoulder. “Did so good for me. My sweet, sweet girl. Love you, so much.”

Behind The Scenes 3 (4.5/???)

Author’s note: It may be a while till I post the next scene. I haven’t had any time or inspiration to continue writing BTS 3 where I left off (Don’t worry I’m talking about my Malaysia scenes. There is still a bit to go before you all catch up to it). I need to buy myself more time so I can start writing and perfecting the last scenes of BTS 3. Sorry for any errors or any cultural and environmental inaccuracies.

Genre: Fluff-ish?/ Angst? (Suga, Jungkook)

Word count:1826

City: Shanghai

Summary: You, Jungkook and Suga go out to the beach.

Other parts: HERE

This is my GIF. I made it based on this scenario series.


The beach was beautiful. The three of you made it to the shore almost at sunset, just when the sky was its most colorful. Even though there were quite a bit of people, you didn’t really mind. You weren’t too scared of running into any fans.

When the three of you came closer to the water, you all removed your shoes to let the dying waves splash over your feet. As always, y ou and Jungkook held hands. Jungkook being the “gentleman” he was, held your shoes for you. Suga straggled behind the two of you, constantly stopping to take a few pictures.

“Damn, it’s such a nice evening.” Jungkook said.

“Right! The view is so amazing!” you said looking past him to see the hues of yellow and orange.

“Finally you agree that I look amazing!”

“Shut up!” you laughed.

You could hear the sound of water splashing behind you and soon Suga appeared next to you. “What are you guys talking about?”

“About how good looking I am!’ Jungkook stopped, let go of you, tossed the shoes in the dry sand and moved into a dramatic model pose. “Yoongi quick! Take a picture. I can’t hold my breath forever!”

Suga rolled his eyes at him. He lifted his camera, but he didn’t bother to aim it, he just lazily clicked away a few times.

“C’mon let’s keep walking!” you laughed. You tugged on Jungkook’s arm, but he refused to move.

“Jagi no! He needs to take a good picture!” Jungkook said still holding his breathe.

You gave one last tug and he dramatically fell to the ground, making sure to land where the water didn’t reach him. “Jagi! Why?!? I thought you loved me?!?” A last puff of air escaped him before he played dead.

Immediately, Suga crouched next to him and took many pictures of Jungkook at all angles. “Ah yes! These are the images I want!” He laughed

Jungkook broke into a smile. “Ya!” He laughed, pushing Suga away and picking himself up. “Yo, take a picture of me and y/n. We can put it online! Baby, do you wanna take pictures?” he asked, turning to you.

You shrugged, “Eh, I guess so.”

The two of gave your back to the water and faced Suga. Jungkook came up behind you and wrapped his arms around your shoulders. You put your hand on his and smiled into the camera.

“Smile.” Suga said bitterly as he aimed the camera at you and Jungkook.

After only a few shots were taken, Jungkook practically shouted, “Wait!”

You jumped up a bit at the loud voice that boomed right in your ear and you looked up at him with a bit of a snarl.

“Jagi, let’s make this one a funny one!” he suggested.

“Kookie no!”

“C’mon it’ll be fun!” he insisted.

“Fine!”

In a aplit second you put yourself back in a happy mood and you both proceeded to make derp faces at the camera. Suga continued to take a few pictures, but he didn’t even seem a tiny bit amused by the stupid faces you were making.

“Kookie, can we stop now? Let’s take better ones.” you whined

Suga’s expression cringed into an even more bitter expression. “Why are you guys acting like that? There aren’t even that many people around and it’s not like anyone knows what we are saying!”

“Cuz we can’t hide our love!” Jungkook shouted, staying in character. You could feel his arms tightened around you. “Look at the beauty before us! How can one not show her affection!” All the noise coming from him was earning “a bit” of attention from the people around you.

You felt so paranoid with so many judgmental eyes staring at you all. You turned around and hid your face into Jungkook’s chest. “Oh gosh, don’t be so loud.” you whispered

“I’m getting people to stare so all this doesn’t go to waste, but I’ll stop if you want me to.” He whispered.

You nodded.

“Are you two done?” Suga asked. It was easily to tell he was annoyed about something.

“What’s with you?” Jungkook asked with what you thought was the slightest hint of a smirk.

“Nothing!”

“Are you sure? What’s wrong?” you asked.

“I said its nothing!” he said walking off down the shore on his own.

Jungkook picked up your shoes and grabbed your hand. “C’mon, let’s keep walking.”  

You quickened your pace to try and catch up the Suga. “Yoongi, can I see the pictures?” you hoped that talking to him would get him out if whatever mood he was in.

He didn’t say anything or even look back at you. He simply handed you the camera. It was already opened to the pictures he took of you and Jungkook.

You couldn’t help but shriek when you laid eyes on the pictures. “Aah! I look so gross! Why did you actually take these?!?”

“Nah, you look cute, an ugly cute, but still cute.” Suga said, keeping his eyes forward.

Jungkook took the camera from you. “Oooohhh, looks like we found our BTS meme queen!”

Almost immediately, Suga ripped the camera from his hands and turned it off.

You looked back at Jungkook, but all he did was shrug at you.

Things were silent amongst the three of you until you heard a phone ringing. Suga pulled his phone out from his pocket and when he looked down at the screen, he broke into a small smile. “Oh, hey Aiko!” he answered cheerfully.

Instantly you could feel your insides twist. You felt a pang of jealousy hit you in the chest just from hearing him say her name.

“Yeah I’m just here on the beach with y/n and Jungkook.” He continued. “Shanghai… ha yeah, I guess you could you could say I’m the third wheel… Well, if you were here, it would be a different story… Hang on a second.” He covered the speaker of his phone and finally turned to face you and Jungkook. “Do you guys wanna go back to the hotel? It’s kinda hard for me to talk to Aiko with so many people around.”

“Already?” you frowned. “I was just starting to have fun…”

you could see Suga frown a bit himself. “Ah, well y/n-“

“Huh? That’s funny. I thought it shouldn’t matter what you say. It’s not like anyone around us can understand what you are saying.” Jungkook spat back with smirk.

Suga locked his gaze on Jungkook. “This is different!”, he said sternly. Then he looked back at you. “Why don’t we all go back? It’s getting a little late anyway. We should get back before Namjoon does.” by his tone it was as if he was almost begging you to go back with him.

“You go. Y/n and I are going to stay a bit longer.” Jungkook said.

Suga squinted at him.

“Go.” Jungkook insisted. “We’re fine. I can get Tae to tell us when he and Namjoon are getting back if that’s what you’re so worried about.”

Suga grumbled under his breath. You thought he said “not really.” but you weren’t too sure of that was what he really said. Suga looked back at you, and you could see he wanted you to go back with him. “Are you sure you don’t wanna go back?” Suga asked.

“… You go. I wanna stay longer.”

“Well… ok…” He picked up the phone again. “What were we talking about?” he asked as he walked off back to the hotel.

You watched as his figure got smaller and smaller as he left. You didn’t go back to walking in the water until you no longer saw him. On the inside, you were a bit mopey, but tried not to look too upset. “The sunset is so pretty.” You said. A part of you knew it was best to stay out with Jungkook. This was such a beautiful evening and it was possible you wouldn’t get another chance like this.

“Yeah it is…” You felt Jungkook lean closer to you. “Time out… Before we left the hotel, I really did text Tae to let us know when they’d be getting back. I didn’t want a repeat of what happened in Beijing…” He whispered.

You didn’t bother to say “time in” and you let your actions speak for you to let him know to get back into character. You squeezed his hand tighter and tip toed to give him a small peck on his cheek.

You both continued to walk in blissful silence. You took in the sounds of people laughing and having fun around you, the sounds of the waves crashing on shore and the sound of the sand crunching under your feet. You walked and walked until you got a bit tired.

“…Can we sit down?” you peeped.

“If you want.” Jungkook pulled you away from the water and to an empty spot on the beach.

You both saT down on a cool patch sand and you dug your feet into it. You rested your head on his shoulder and enjoyed the view. Thankfully, the calming minutes seemed to go by so slow. It felt as if you had been able to have a relaxing sit in the sand for hours. By now the sky was filled with oranges and pinks with the slightest hint of purple. Just when the orange was about to disappear and as the purple grew, the sky looked its most beautiful.

You turned to Jungkook. “Ooohh can you take a picture? The sky is so pretty right now!”  There were way less people around compared to before, making it the perfect time to take a decent picture.

Jungkook shrugged. “You can take it if you want.” He pulled out his phone and opened the camera for you.

You probably took about 50 pictures until you felt satisfied that you got a good shot.

“Hey! Calm down. You got like a five hundred pictures of the same spot!” He laughed.

“I had to make sure I got a good picture… Here, I’m done now.” you smiled tossing his phone back to him.

“… Y/n”

“Hm?”

“Time out again real quick. You wanna take a better picture to make up for the stupid ones from earlier? You didn’t seem too happy with those. If we take better ones I can post those or something.”

“Well we don’t have to. Do you really think we’ll need to take another one?”

“Well, I guess not. I’m not too sure how this whole dating lie should work. I feel like compared to real couples we don’t have a lot of pictures together.”

“That’s true… Yeah, we are probably slacking when it comes to this whole thing… Yeah, let’s take some nicer pictures.”

To embrace in the scenery of the beach, Jungkook made a big heart in the sand. He lay his head in one side and you lay your head on the other side. He got a good three pictures, before an obnoxious laser sound rang from his phone and a text from V appeared on the screen.

“Oh shit! We gotta go back now!”

You both jumped up immediately and maneuvered through the still crowded beach. Thankfully it didn’t take Jungkook too long to hail a taxi and the two of you made it back to the hotel before V and the monster did.