i thought they were going to kiss

“Go ahead, say this wasn’t love. Say all the hours we spent together and phone calls at 3 am were meaningless. Say all the kisses and all the laughs weren’t ever genuine. Say that all the dreams we had and all the plans we made were just thoughts of lovesick teens. Say that it was fake. Say that I never gave you time. Say whatever the fuck you want to say to make this easier. Say whatever eases your mind. But darling, we both know you can’t say that you never loved me.”

—sw

anonymous asked:

Ooo I love crush stories! When I was younger (about 6th grade) I met this really cute kid. They were kind and forgiving and excitable and they loved so many people. I looked at them and thought: That's the one. That's the one I'm gonna marry! (At they time they and I were both Female (we're both NB)) and one day, I got the courage to go and kiss them. But they kissed me!! I was so happy. We've been together ever since. We're getting married next year! A big ol' Pansexual wedding!:) I love them.

AW

THIS IS REALLY CUTE FUCK 

I wish y’all the best of luck in life and hope that the two of you have a wonderful wedding!! 

BTS Reaction to S/O Sitting on Their Lap & Popping a Boner // Light Smut

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Jin

Originally posted by toomanyjinfeels

He would be just finishing up with eating his plate of breakfast when you walked in. You were only wearing a large tshirt and underwear which to Jin was a fashion statement masterpiece. The sleepiness still lingered in your eyes when you came up to your boyfriend, so you rubbed them while taking a seat on his lap asking where your breakfast was. He wouldn’t be able to form a proper answer due to his body being frozen underneath you. You were driving him wild without even knowing it. He tried to control himself, but unfortunately failed. That’s when you felt something poking your thigh. You couldn’t hold back a smirk before you were lifted off of him, his cheeks flushed in embarrassment. He’d then try to cover it up, stumbling over his words.

“S-Sorry Jagi, your breakfast is in the k-kitchen. I’ll warm it up for you!”


Yoongi (Suga)

Originally posted by hoshiimochi

Usually he would scold you for interrupting his work; but this time he let it slide because he missed you. Upon walking into the studio, you would take a seat down on his lap, looking over his journal of lyrics and such with permission. While you were distracting glancing over the words, he was distracted by something growing in his pants with you being the cause. When you finally did notice his bulge poking out from underneath you; you would attempt to get up just to have Yoongi hold your hips in place. He’d lightly rock his hips, pressing up against yours while pulling yours down against him causing much needed friction.

“Where do you think you’re going kitten? You need to fix the problem that you caused.”


Hoseok (J-Hope)

Originally posted by hohbi

You would be wearing his favorite dress on you so the moment you sat in his lap with that dress. It would be over. Instant turn on for your Hobi. He would’ve already been watching you move from across the room. Noticing all your features accentuated and your curves wonderfully hugged by the dress. So when you sat on his lap, pressing down against him, he would instantly let out a low groan, moving his hands to keep your hips in place on his lap.

Hobi~..” you would whine as you felt him press himself up against you.

“I can’t help the fact that my jagi looks and feels so good.”

He wouldn’t even give you a chance to protest because he was up and carrying you to the bedroom two seconds after he said that.


Namjoon (Rap Monster)

Originally posted by simondismydaddy

It wasn’t an accident, or meant to be innocent when you walked  over to sit on Joonie’s lap. You wanted him to feel that you needed him now. So not only did you sit on his lap, but you straddled it, demanding his attention away from his work. Your abruptness and not to mention the sexy ensemble you were wearing instantly sent him into a frenzy. His hands glazed over the skin on your hips, looking up at you while he felt his pants grow tighter. It only took one swift motion of your hips for him to be bucking his hips up in anticipation.

“What do you need princess? Attention?”

You would nod, already whimpering and shivering at his touch as he would start to strip you down out of the little clothing you did have, giving you the attention you were craving.


Jimin

Originally posted by teenagehopless

This would happen around the other boys, so you already know. Instant embarrassment. You all would be sitting watching a movie or something, when you decided to get more comfortable and climb onto Jimin’s lap. While this made you more comfortable, Jimin got tense underneath you. He was now unable to focus on the screen, and his attention shifted to the pressure placed against his member, feeling it starting to grow underneath your weight.

His cheeks would begin to flush with embarrassment, wrapping his arms around your waist and hiding his face against your back. When you tried to move to get up, he would tightly hold you in place, refusing to let you go. At first you thought it was a cute gesture, which it still was, but then you happened to notice something poking from underneath you. You couldn’t help but smirk and look around to see if any of the other boys were paying attention in which they weren’t.

You became the ulTimAtE TeaSE. I mean, you would be grinding your hips in circles, causing small whimpers to fall from his lips. It wasn’t until his hands held you down against him roughly would you stop.

“You’re going to pay for this later Y/n.”


Taehyung (V)

Originally posted by girlmeetsyoongismixtape

Oh boy. Tae would basically wreck you. If you thought you were getting away giving him a boner and not fixing the problem you caused, you had another thing coming. Even if your intentions were innocent, which they were, he wouldn’t accept anything less than satisfying him. When you sat down on his lap and gave him a sweet kiss hello. You didn’t expect for him to get turned on.The moment you felt him grow beneath you, you knew what was in store.

Jagiya,” he would whisper with a playful smirk on his lips, “on your knees.


Jungkook

Originally posted by jkguks

When it came to Kookie; you were sitting on his lap for all of 2 seconds when he popped his boner. You didn’t notice at first, and he was too embarrassed to make you get off and you happen to see it, so he would just try to shift you in a way that you wouldn’t notice. That plan failed miserably and you felt your cheeks flush red along with his.

“Uh..kookie, are you?”

He wouldn’t know how to respond, leaning back to hide his face behind a pillow. You would think it was cute and flattering that your boyfriend was physically attracted to your body. The amount of kisses you would pepper him with was ridiculous as you chuckled at his embarrassment.

“Jagiya~ stop teasing me!”

Stripped Bare

Title: Stripped Bare

Author:  Dean’s Dirty Little Secret

Summary: The reader plays strip poker with Dean.

Characters: Demon!Dean Winchester x female reader

Word Count:  2801

Warnings:  canon typical violence, nsfw, explicit language, explicit sexual content, oral sex (female receiving), rough sex, unprotected sex

Author’s Notes: Written for @deansdirtyduchess Birthday/1000 Follower celebration. My prompt was strip poker.

***My work is not to be posted on any other sites without my express written permission.***

Originally posted by the-captain-destiel

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Innocence (M)

WARNING: graphic smut, oral, jealousy, strong language, idk it’s smut.

Summary: You’re Hoseok’s, and no one else’s.

Originally posted by meanyoongis


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husband highs — tom h.

Originally posted by tsseract

author’s note: GUYS IM SCREAMING because i hit 1k and wow i just wanted to thank you guys by posting something. i love YOU THANK YOU FOR READING MY STUFF and since i never leave a link to my masterlist i thought i should this time so here it is.  → masterlist


  • tom would be the most extra fiance ever like he wouldn’t ever not talk about how he’s engaged to the most beautiful girl ever
  • LOL WHO AM I KIDDING HE’D SAY YOU GUYS ARE MARRIED
  • especially in interviews like he’d be on press tour to promote his movie and the interviewer would slip in a congratulatory and tom would be like
    • “thank you, thank you so much, really. i’m happy, my wife is amazing”
  • and the interviewer would be like tf i thought this kid was engaged
    • “it says here you announced your engagement yester-”
    • “WE’RE MARRIED”
  • and you’d always tell tom that he couldn’t go around telling people you two were married when you two JUST GOT ENGAGED
  • it was sending mixed signals everywhere
  • especially since tom liked to wear a ring on his wedding finger
  • he’d just wanted everyone to know that he was taken because if you had a ring showing the entire world that you were his, why couldn’t he have one to show off he was yours???
  • it was the cutest thing ever and it never failed to make you smile whenever you saw his hand 
  • anyways since he had to finish filming a movie and do a press tour you guys decided that your wedding would be after he finished both
  • that’s probably one of the reasons he couldn’t shut up about you to everyone because he was SO EXCITED
  • while he was away he’d always facetime you
  • sometimes he’d be so hyper
    • “HI MY BEAUTIFUL GIRL GUESS WHAT TODAY IS??
    • “it’s the second-”
    • “THAT’S RIGHT WE GET MARRIED IN 184 DAYS”

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Why did you kiss my forehead so many times?
Why did you hold me close on warm summer nights when we both were dying under the heat from each other?
Why did you tell me you loved waking up to me next to you in the morning?
Why did you seem jealous when the possibility of me seeing other people became an option?
Why did you tell me you thought my mind was beautiful?
Why did you tell me you thought I was beautiful?
Why did you let me fucking leave?
Why did you tell me you wanted to go away somewhere far away with me and see the world?
Why did you tell me about that dream you had of us together only to later pretend that it had never happened?
Why did you tell me you missed me after one weekend away from each other?
Why did you hold my hand with such genuine softness?
—  questions i will probably never get answers to
Bill Skarsgård x Reader

Bill Skarsgard x Reader

Prompt: 

itsthecomet

Bill had a bad day and you make him feel better by cooking or goofing around or just talking and cuddling

Warning: None

Originally posted by x17xblackx

Originally posted by kissing-pleasure

You hummed as you typed into your computer writing fanfic and reading others for inspiration. You weren’t surprised some of them were about your boyfriend Bill Skarsgård. He was really handsome and it was a wonder why out of all the woman he could’ve dated he picked out you.

He was a professional actor with a big family of highly well known and recognized actors. He would be a terrifying clown or a Upir or a spy, but at the end of the day he was the man who you loved to cuddle with on the couch and just overall enjoy each other’s companies. Speaking of the devil, your front door opened and your boyfriend came in looking terrible for once.

His gelled back hair was a bit messy like he kept constantly raking his fingers through it and attempted to fix it but only made things worse. You frowned noticing not only that but his mood was off and even his walk. You knew he must’ve had a rough day when he slumped down next to you on the couch.

That wasn’t your usual Bill. He would usually come home happy and excited to tell you about his day kissing your cheek and already babbling about this certain scene he did.

Only today it was clear he was having a bad day.

You already knew he woke up late and spilled his coffee on the counter just as he was leaving. He had texted you once saying his co-stars were being none-to-friendly either and the director was being hard on all of them. Being the good girlfriend you were you gently stroked his hair fixing a few out of place locks back. Bill sighed and just let you do that to help him relax.

“Tough day?” You asked softly.

“Yeah.” He mumbled.

You frowned and continued to stroke his hair and face softly. He moved to rest his head in your lap and you continued to gently pet him like a cat. You even hummed a song which in your opinion you were terrible at, let alone singing but Bill thought you had the voice of an angel. Eventually he was completely lax looking like he was dozing off.

You chucked and leaned down to kiss his head, “I’m trying to make you feel better not to make you fall asleep silly.”

He smiled and sighed, “Well when I have a beautiful girl doing it I can’t help myself.”

You playfully punched his shoulder making him smile. He lifted up his head and you leaned down knowing he wanted a kiss.

“I’m gonna go get a blanket and make some tea. Sounds good?” You asked.

“I kinda like this angle.” He teased making you roll his eyes.

Despite his words Bill sat up and watched as you went to the closet pulling out your “cuddle blanket”. It was really this gigantic fleece blanket you had found that was light pink with red hearts on it that was just about the size of a king sized duvet.

You threw it at Bill who caught it and watched as you went into the kitchen to make the tea. He loved your tea since it was unexplainably good since you got it from an old family recipe your grandmother had gotten from a friend.

Once that was done you poured them into mugs and went back to find Bill was looking through the comedy movies. You plopped down next to him, being careful not to spill the tea of course, and held a mug out for him.

He graciously accepted it as he continued to scroll through the movies until he found the perfect one. You pulled your legs up to sit Indian style and grabbed the blanket to pull half of it over your lap. You took a sip of yours and smiled at how you had added just the perfect amount of honey.

“You gotta teach me your recipe sometime cause every time I drink your tea it’s amazing.” Bill commented.

“Secret recipe can’t tell ya!” You winked teasingly.

He smiled teasingly pouting but didn’t say much after. You both continued to watch the movie occasionally laughing and at one point you had nearly fallen off of the couch from laughing so hard.

You played several movies until the sun came down and the stars came out. By then you and Bill were watching a romantic comedy. He was leaning against you pressing his head cheek to your head with an arm around your shoulders gently brushing his thumb on your arm. He just loved how soft and smooth and silky your skin was.

Another movie passed and you we laying down on the couch with him resting his head on your chest (cuz apparently men like to think boobs as pillows) well your hand continued to stroke his hair. You eventually got bored of the movie Bill had put on and gently poked him in the side making him instinctively jump.

“What was that for?” He asked.

“Just wanted to see if your still awake.” You lied.

“Yeah I’m awake.” He grumbled before laying  back down on your chest. 

A minute later you felt a finger poke your side and you playfully glared down at Bill you looked at you like he was innocent and clueless.

“What?” He asked truly sounding innocent from his years of acting.

You gave him another accusing glare before resting your head back down on his chest. Not even a minute later you squirmed when you felt something like wiggling fingers attack your sides.

You narrowed your eyes and glared at him well he continued to play innocent. Curse him and his acting career that allowed him to have such a good poker face.

“I know it’s you!” You glared.

“I don’t know what your talking about.” He replied.

You once again laid your head back down on his chest. A few minutes later you felt two hands this time grab your sides and tickle them making you squirm and squeak and squeal like a retarded worm.

“Bill stop!” You squealed in between laughter.

Curse him for knowing your tickle spots so well. 

He eventually did stop and you had laughing hiccups for a few seconds before finally being able to calm down. Bill had a shit eating grinning from ear to ear that grew wider when you pouted cutely even though you were trying to make it look like you were angry.

“So that’s how ya wanna play it huh?” You challenged. (cookie to anyone who gets this reference!!! Hint: Inolves a yellow children’s cartoon character!)

You attacked him this time wiggling and poking make him laugh but not squirm as hard as you did. When he was nearly crying out, “Uncle! Uncle!” You stopped and watched him chuckle for a minute.

After the aftershocks were gone he smiled and kissed you for a few seconds which you gladly accepted of course. He was an amazing kisser and his lips were so soft and kind of just pulled you in like a fish to a shiny lure. No wonder why so many fan girls gay pair him.

When he pulled away he still had a smile on his face as he laid his head back down on his chest listening to you steady and melodic heart beat and feeling his head rise and fall when your lungs expand and deflate. He gently ran his fingers through your hair loving how even on his worst days you always made him smile.

“You know I’m in the mood for tacos.” You said ruining the mood. 

Epilogue: Sorry it’s so short but it makes up for it with all the fluffy goodness of cuddling and watching movies and all that teeth rotting goodness. Since you are reading this another hint for the reference is that in the episode they are playing in the snow when ice bergs? Came in. Bonus points if you remember the episodes name! Oh and I’m seeing the IT movie today so no spoilers! Thanx for Reading! =3!

dangerous waters (m) | pkjm

fratboy!jimin smut
a sleazy fratboy thinks he could get any girl he wants, until he meets you
word count: 2774
genre: smut SMUT!! SMUT!! S MU T 
warning: sleazy jimin, dom!jimin, explicit language, oral

[a/n]: you’ve been warned!!! this is mature content read at own risk !! this is my FIRST smut EVER !! i apologize in advance if its super bad and super cringe like i have no idea wtf i was doing, i just wrote and props to ppl who write smut bc that shit is hard 

Originally posted by 9taefox


You had a huge biochemistry lab the next morning, a calculus test right after, and a literature lecture after bunch. Instead of studying for your classes and sleeping early, you were at some random fraternity party that your friend, Hoseok, dragged you to.

Parties weren’t ever really your scene. You were, a lack for a better term, a goody two shoes. You enjoyed staying in and reading. Cafes, libraries, and parks were your favorite places. You were an overall excellent student, almost top of the class with outstanding remarks. You studied whenever you had the chance to, it was the only way you were able to keep up with classes.

You weren’t completely cookie cutter though. Occasionally, you went to parties when workload was minimal and you didn’t despise frats/sororities. Some of your friends were in sororities and you usually went to their parties, not anyone you were unfamiliar with.

However, Hoseok begged you to join him at the campus’ most popular fraternity’s party. That specific frat had the cutest, hottest boys. They maintained the highest number of hook ups in one night and parties in one week. You avoided them at all cost because even though they were attractive, they were all assholes. 

Their parties were usually majority guys and a sprinkle of girls. You were extremely hesitant, but Hoseok wouldn’t stop messing up your lecture notes until you gave in.

“Geez, Hoseok. There are literally no girls here.” You whispered as you made your way to the kitchen. His laugh was barely audible over the heavy music they were playing. 

“They’re probably all upstairs..” He paused and pointed to the closed rooms. “In the rooms.” 

“That’s so gross.” You rolled your eyes and poured yourself a drink. Their fruit punch was spiked and you almost puked at the first sip. “This is gross.”

“Your tongue becomes numb after a few more sips.” Hoseok’s head darted towards the door. A small group of girls from the sorority down the street had entered. “Enjoy yourself, (Y/N).” He smirked before heading towards them.

“Hoseok—” It was too late. You lost your only friend to the crowd. Glancing around, you noticed that people were either drinking, smoking, or dancing. You weren’t really into any of that. You were regretting your decision of showing up.

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You’re too cute // SHAWN MENDES

Request: Can you do an imagine where your family is having a party (like ur moms bday or something) and Shawn comes and is being super cute and comfortable with everyone like ur family and friends??? A lotta fluff plz! 

Author’s note: HI this is me taking a break from the Percy Jackson AU and for once actually writing up some requests. 

Warning: There is so much fluff in this you could possibly die


“You can carry the cake Shawn.” I grab the container holding the precious chocolate cake and pass it into his hands. He tries to take it but I hold on tighter, meeting his eyes. “Don’t you dare drop this. Its my Mum’s birthday cake, okay?” I raise an eyebrow.

He rolls his eyes. “Y/n, sweetie. You know that before was an accident. I didn’t purposely mean to drop you’re birthday cake.” Shawn grins at me sheepishly.

“I know but I just want you to take extra precaution this time.” I say sternly, releasing my hold. He pulls it closer to his chest, protecting it with his arms.

“I will protect it with my life.” He winks, moving forward to press a kiss to my forehead gently.

“Yeah yeah, get inside.” I laugh, slamming the boot of the car. I trail behind Shawn as we make our way to the front door of my parent’s house for my Mother’s 50th birthday party.

“Be on your best behavior baby,” I tease, leaning up on my tiptoes to ruffle his hair- the hair that he spent a good hour perfecting.

“Y/n!” Shawn gasps, twisting to see me as I press the doorbell.

“I spent an hour on this hairstyle. You knew how I felt about it so why would you do something like this?” he huffs, lifting one hand to fix the strands.

“Honestly Shawn, you look just as handsome no matter what your hair looks like.” I grin, Shawn unamused with my response.

“Honestly Y/n, I think I should just leave you to fend for yourself whil- Hi Mrs Y/L/N,” Shawn is cut off by the door opening and he quickly composes himself to look excited to see my family.

“Hi Mum, happy birthday!” I peer over Shawn’s shoulder to meet my mother’s warm hazel eyes who peer at the both of us curiously. “Don’t worry about Shawn, Mum. He’s just having a hair crisis at the moment.”

“Hey,” Shawn protests, elbowing me in the side of my stomach and I scowl at him while he smirks back proudly.

“You’ve haven’t changed at all, either of you.” Mum laughs, holding the door open for us to come inside. I give her a hug once the door is shut, taking the cake out of Shawn’s hands while he greets her himself.

I leave the two alone, walking towards the kitchen and placing the dessert on the counter. Their voices float down the hallway and I can’t help but listen in.

“You’ve gotten taller, Shawn?” My Mum asks, and I hear Shawn laugh in response.

“Maybe, since I’m a growing boy I’ll need a good feed today Mrs Y/L/N.” Shawn comments. I roll my eyes at the joke while my Mum laps it up, her chuckles filling the silence. 

“Don’t worry we’ll put some meat on you’re bones.” She pauses, her voice lowering. “Now tell me, how’s my daughter going since she moved in with you.”

“She’s amazing, we make dinner every night together- or at least when I’m home in time which most nights I am. We have our own little schedules worked out and life with her.. it just works, you know?” I can hear the smile in his voice.

“Ever since she got that job in the city she’s been so happy and I love it, I love living with her.” My mum aw’s at Shawn.

“So should I be expecting any wedding bells any time soon?” I faintly catch her giggles.

“Maybe. I can’t say I haven’t been thinking about it.” Shawn replies, my cheeks heating up.

“Okay, Shawn, come say hi to Dad.” I break off their little chat, appearing in the hallway.

“Happy Birthday again, Mrs Y/L/N.” Shawn calls over his shoulder as I drag him out to the back deck where the rest of my family is.

A chorus of greetings meet us as Shawn and I step through the door. I smile warmly at all my Mum’s friends, Shawn’s arm slipping around my waist. 

“Y/n!” A voice calls and I turn to see my Dad walking towards me with a giant grin on his face.

“Dad!” I beam, letting go of Shawn to hug my Father.

“How you doing kiddo?” He asks, kissing the top of my head.

“I’m good, great actually.” I laugh, turning back to Shawn to see him already looking at me with a fond expression on his face.

“Dad you remember Shawn right? You’re son in law?” I ask innocently, watching my Dad splutter and Shawn blush beet red.

“She’s joking, sir, we’re not engaged yet.” Shawn excuses himself, and he looks like he wants to be anywhere else right now. You could say Shawn was scared of my Dad.

“Yet?” My Dad’s voice raises, eyebrows raising along with it.

“Change that to never.” Shawn rushes to say, and you could almost see a bead of sweat on his forehead.

“What? Shawn! I thought you said we were going to get married before the baby came.” I tease, watching Shawn pale, my Dad letting out a loud bellow of laughter.

“I’m just kidding Shawn,” Dad chuckles, slapping his shoulder. “Y/n’s joking as well, the little terror.” 

I grin at them both. “Like father like daughter, as they say.”

“Nice seeing you Shawn, and my little terror, but the barbecue is calling me,” Shawn nods faintly, Dad walking off. I smile, leaning my head against Shawn’s shoulder.

“You’re too cute.” I giggle, kissing his shoulder blade. It was a nice day, the sun shining and a light breeze that ruffled my hair, my sundress flaring.

“That was mean.” Shawn pouts, his eyes filled with humor. 

“You loved it.” I scoff. He turns to face me, his hands resting above my hips.

“Maybe.” He kisses me briefly before starting to pull away.

“Where are you going?” Its my turn to pout as I tug him back to me.

“We’re in front of your family, isn’t it weird?” He blushes faintly and I laugh.

“You’re so lame.” I grin, holding his chin as I step on the tips of my toes to press my mouth to his.

“You’re lamer.” Shawn whispers against my lips and I bite my lip to stop my laughter.

“The fact that you just said that sentence is proof enough that you are the one whose more lame.” I snicker, kissing him again.

“When you kiss me I always forget my comeback.” Shawn frowns, leaning his forehead against mine.

I kiss him again. “I’m just that good.”

Originally posted by smendesgifs

i love you - boyfriend!tom

Summary: You and Tom say “I love you” for the first time.

Tom had known he loved you for a little while. It had really solidified for him several weeks earlier, a week after he’d met your parents. He’d had a rough work week in LA, and had planned to visit you for the weekend, but wasn’t sure he was up to it come Friday morning.

So with a bit of reluctance, Tom flew out as planned and found himself knocking on your apartment door, excited to see you, but tired and grumpy all the same.

When you opened the door, you gave him a sympathetic smile and pulled him into a tight hug.

“I’m glad you’re here,” you said, pressing a kiss just below his ear.

He dropped his bag in the living room and returned with you to the kitchen, where several pots and pans were resting on the stovetop. Spoons, measuring cups, and spices were scattered across the counter next to a printed recipe.

“What are you making?” he asked, resting his chin on your shoulder as you stirred.

“That thing your mom always makes, that you made me when I was sick last month? I thought it’d be nice to come back to.”

He quirked a smile at that, genuinely taken aback by your thoughtfulness, and lifted his head to press a kiss to your temple. “I’m gonna go change,” he said, grabbing his bag and taking it to your bedroom.

He came back a minute later shirtless and in gray sweatpants, stretching out on your couch. “Mmm, I forgot how comfy your couch is,” he called over his shoulder to where you were in the kitchen.

You quickly wiped your hands on a dish towel before strolling into the living room and plopping down next to him. You snuggled into his side as he lazily scrolled through his Instagram feed with squinty tired eyes. After a few minutes you spoke. “So…you had a really long week?”

He sighed, dropping his phone on the coffee table and wrapping his arm around you. “Yeah. Lots of paps. Everywhere, all the time. And then my manager’s been calling me nonstop about a new deal we’re negotiating. I didn’t really get any sleep.  I just feel drained.”

“I’m sorry, baby. Hopefully you’ll catch up on some sleep this weekend.”

He nodded his head, running his fingers up and down your back. “How has your week been?”

“Eh, y’know-”, you were about to respond when a loud alarm sounded from the kitchen. You sat up startled.

“Wha-”

“Oh fuck!” you exclaimed, racing into your smoky kitchen to pull your burning lemon sage chicken out from the oven.

Tom came running in behind you, assessing the situation, before grabbing your discarded dish towel to fan the smoke away from the alarm. You threw the burnt chicken on top of the counter, shutting the oven with a huff before grabbing another dish towel from the drawer to help Tom fan the smoke alarm.

Tom looked over to your frazzled state and frustrated expression. Your hair was sticking up in all different directions, you shirt was covered in splattered lemon sage sauce, and your cheeks were flushed red both from the heat and embarrassment. Tom couldn’t help but smile, and it dawned on him that he was crazy for even questioning whether he wanted to spend his weekend next to you.

“What’s so funny?” you questioned when you noticed Tom staring at you, giggling, and cracking his first real smile that night.

“Nothing, I just.. I -”

I love you, he thought to himself.


He’d kept it to himself that night. He hadn’t wanted to scare you off, or ruin what you guys had. But as time went on, he found himself thinking it more and more often, and getting closer to letting it slip out.

A few weeks passed and another weekend scheduled for you to visit Tom on his press tour rolled around. It was late and the two of you were fooling around in his hotel room.

You were straddling Tom on his bed, and he was extra eager, as it’d been a couple weeks since you’d been together. He roughly pulled your shirt over your head before reattaching his lips to yours. He reached around your back to unclip your bra, but got thrown off by your new clasp-less lacy bralette. Frustrated, he tugged too hard and ripped it down the back.

“Tom!” you laughed, pulling away from him in surprise.

His jaw dropped a little. “I swear I didn’t mean to do that. I’ll get you a new one, I promise. I am so sorry.” He chuckled at the stunned look on your face, making you laugh harder.

“It’s okay,” you giggled. “I still love you.” You paused for a second, realizing what you’d just said, and quickly pressed your lips back to his in a panic thinking, Dear god I hope he somehow didn’t just hear that.

He gripped your waist but pulled his mouth away from yours, certain he’d heard the words he’d craved for weeks. “What’d you just say?”

“Nothing,” you said, moving his hands up to your breasts in an effort to distract him and leaning in to kiss him again.

After briefly allowing your lips to press to his, he pulled away again, flipping you over and pinning your hands down on either side of your head.

“Tell me again,” he said with a smile.

“Hmm?” You scrunched your forehead still trying to deny what you’d confessed.

“Tell me again,” he teased, kissing your jaw, “that you love me.”

“Did I say that?” you teased back, wiggling your body in attempt to break free from his grasp.

“Mhmm,” he smiled into your neck before pulling back to look at you and releasing your wrists.

You sighed in defeat, wrapping your arms around his neck. “I guess I did….because I do. I love you.”

He grazed his upturned lips against yours. “Good. Because I love you too.”

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highly highly highly requested. we’re squealing.

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Pity (M)

Genre: Smut, Fluff, Angst

Pairing: Jimin x Female!reader

Word Count: 8,337

Summary: After breaking up with your cheating ex, Jimin had been there for you. You had figured that he was just feeling sorry for you, but tonight he wants to show you that that’s not the case

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Sweet

“Harry what is-”

“A hug Draco. This is what people call a hug.” Draco’s boyfriend muttered into his shirt. Draco sighed, but he did so with a smile on his face. 

“I do know what a hug is Harry. I mean you try to break my ribs at least fifteen times a day." 

"Well then what else did you want to ask me?" 

"You would have known had you not interrupted me.” Draco sighed, and he chuckled as he felt Harry grumble in frustration. However they were in honeydukes and he was in a generous mood after purchasing half a ton of chocolate, so he decided to tell Harry anyways. 

“What is the reason you keep trying to strangle me at random moments?" 

"Well,” Harry started seriously, sounding like he’d genuinely thought about it, “sometimes I see you, and I realise that we’re together and then I feel like I might burst of love if I don’t hug you." 

Harry pulled away a bit and kissed the crook of his neck. "So I hug you.”

“Well I think I might just need to go on early retirement.” The shop owner said as Draco wrapped his arms more firmly around Harry. “No matter how hard I’ll try I will never find something to sell that is sweeter than that." 

Draco chuckled into Harry’s hair as Harry produced a sound that could only be described as purring. 

It was the truest statement the shop owner would ever make.

Trespasser

GROUP: BTS

PAIRING: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Fluff (ft a bad boy jungkook)

Word count 1.1k

SYNOPSIS: 

When your frenemy knocks at your door, 3 am in the morning because he doesn’t have another place to crash. What could possibly happen?

A/N: Not requested, just an idea I had. I hope you guys like it!

MASTERLIST


Originally posted by you-made-me-again

“What the fuck do you want?” you stated folding your arms as found Jeon Jungkook standing in front of your door looking clad in his black leather jacket white shirt, and black jeans. Instead of replying he opted to shove you lightly with his shoulder before making his way into your apartment. 

The ease with which he thought he could invade your privacy outraged you. “I am calling the cops if you’re not out of here in 10 fucking seconds” you trailed behind him. He chuckled deeply, which sent shivers down your spine.He turned around, gently tapped your nose, winked and whispered “Give it a try kitten” He made himself comfortable on the couch, propping his feet on the coffee table. “What do you want Jeongguk?”

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BTS Imagines | How He Proposes

A/N: Requests Open.

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Jin

Originally posted by bwiseoks


He was a nervous wreck, everything seemed to be falling apart at the worst time possible. He had asked Hobi to drive down to the flower shop and select a few bouquets while he finished decorating the room with rose petals and candles but just his luck, Hobi was suck in traffic. You were minutes from arriving and Jin grew more and more nervous as time seemed to move slowly. Finally Hobi showed up and carried several bouquets to the room and helped decorate. 

Jin heard you key jiggle the door knob and he quickly shoved Hobi in the closet, not wanting the slightest audience. He waited for you to follow the trail of roses, he felt cheesy now. He wished he was more original. You entered the room, your purse and keys in hand and looked up at him. “Jin?” you asked, unsure what was going on. He got down on one knee and pulled out the ring. “y/n, I have loved you since the day I first met you. And I don’t want to imagine a life without you at my side. Will you marry me?”

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Relationships with Prince!Tom

I was really in the mood for this so don’t blame me

Tags: @iamnesta@stormyparker (Tell me if you wanna get tagged!)


  • Let’s imagine that he’s the prince of England
  • Cause why not he’s British so yeah let’s go
  • He’d have a love hate relationship with the life of being a prince
  • He loved being able to do something for his country and the people in it
  • Yet he hated the part of having almost no privacy
  • Also the fact that a lot of people wanted him to marry another princess isn’t one of his favorite things  ( mostly from older people his family didn’t care tbh)
  • Most princesses he met we’re either totally stupid
  • Incredibly ignorant
  • Or were chasing after his money


  • And ladies and gentlemen he finally found that
  • In no one other than
  • Y O U
  • So you’d be at your local book store, needing some new goodies because you basically live in books (lmao me)
  • He was just walking around the store looking for some books who could may catch his interest
  • But when he saw you is heart would be like ‘imma just stop cause she’s stunning’
  • Like literally he would just stare at you
  • After some time you felt like you’d been spied on
  • So you turned around to see the prince of England staring you
  • And your heart would also be like ‘imma just stop cause he’s stunning’ (and bc he’s the prince so yeah)
  • Moments of staring at each other passed by awww when he’d finally have the guts to talk to you
  • “Hi, uhm, what book do you have there?”
  • His brain would be like
  • ‘‘What kind of question was that???”
  • You’d be all flustered and tried to come up with some actual words
  • “Uhm.. Well.. I, uhm… the g-great gatsby..”
  • You’d mentally slap yourself for stuttering so much
  • “That’s one of my favorite books. Really recommend it.”


  • After some time you’d both loosen up a little bit
  • Eventually you show each other your fav books
  • You’d be hella confused about the fact that he’s so chill and not ignorant what so ever
  • After you both bought a lot some books you’d leave the book store
  • You were about to leave but homeboy didn’t want you to leave yet
  • “Wanna go get some coffee?”
  • Your brain would be like ‘!!!!!!!’
  • Cause same he’s the prince after all
  • So you went on a lot of cute little dates from that on
  • Also book store dates were a thing
  • Or cute little picnics aww
  • You had to keep things kind of private cause well again he’s the prince
  • Getting used to having a bodyguard on your dates
  • His name was Dave and he’s the nicest lad ever


  • Two months passed by and he finally did it
  • He asked you to be his girlfriend aka princess aww
  • He’d be so nervous
  • Cause like, you showed him that you actually really care for him, and that’s not bc of his money
  • Again you’d be on one of your dates when he suddenly bursts out
  • “Would you like to be my girlfriend y/n?”
  • You’d be like ‘?!!!????!!!???!!’
  • “W-Wait what,I ,uhm….WHAT?”
  • “You’re the first person who truly understands me. You like the true me, not just the famous me. And I love you, so yeah.”
  • “You what?”
  • Your eyes would almost fall out of your head
  • “I love you, y/n l/n. With all of my heart.”
  • And then you were like fuck it and just kissed him
  • YAY A GIRL MAKING THE BIG MOVE GO FEMALES
  • Boy that kiss would be heaven on earth
  • Like he’d be so gentle cause he didn’t want to ruin anything ahhhhh
  • After you pulled away (may I mention he thought that it was way to fast for ending the kiss) you asked him
  • “Does that answer your question?” 


  • Okay but you were so nervous to meet the family
  • Cause they’re tHE BLOODY ROYAL FAMILY AND YOU WERE SCARED THAT THEY WOULDN’T APPROVE
  • Tom taught you basic things of the royal life
  • Like how to stand the right way, handshakes, the right way to sit, dancing (oh mah gawd), etc.
  • He bought you this really pretty dress
  • Homeboy wants just the best for you


  • And then you met the family
  • And they were so nice!!!!
  • You embarrassed yourself every now and then but they never judged
  • Actually they think it’s really sweet of to you, how much you try to be perfect
  • “Y/n, darling no need to pressure yourself. I assume this is very new for you, but I’m pretty sure you’ll get used to it very soon.”
  • You highkey loved them
  • They secretly loved you more than Tom
  • Tom absolutely loving the fact that you love his family and that they love you


  • Also E V E N T S
  • He bought you to almost every event
  • If it’s possible tho
  • He’d lowkey loved to show you off
  • Whenever some would ask about you he’d have the biggest smile on his face
  • “So Tom, your lady. Is she really just a normal civic? Doesn’t that bother you?”
  • “Absolutely not. She really tries her best to fit in, which may I add she is really good at.”


  • Okay but Tom would be so scared of rumors getting to you
  • Let’s assume he was in other country and suddenly there were those dating rumors of him and that princess
  • Poor Tom would immediately call you to tell that they’re fake
  • “Love relax, I know it’s not true. Yesterday you told me how incredibly stubborn she is, so no worries.”
  • “I just don’t want to lose you.”
  • Your heart would be filled with so much love
  • “Trust me, you won’t get rid of me that easily!”
  • “Yeah, I won’t let you go now that I’ve got you. Never.”


  • I need this to happen in real life like Prince!Tom can hit me the fuck up!!!!!!

Pup Cups & Howling Karaoke

Summary: You catch Bucky and his service dog taking the day off and decide to butt in on their day.

Prompt(s):  requested by the lovely @this-kitty-has-claws

1.      “Tell anyone and I’ll murder you and sell your body parts for money.”
3.      “How long have you been standing there?”

Warnings: swearing, that’s all. Just lots of floof

Word Count: 1901

Originally posted by buchanstan

When you heard the team heading off on the latest big operation, you were too exhausted to see them off. There was no way you were dragging your ass out to say hello or goodbye. You’d been out for nearly two months on an undercover op that had ended poorly and the only thing on your mind when you’d slipped home at 1:30 am that same morning had been sleep.

On the flight home you’d forced yourself to stay awake and write up your mission report and check the docket for the upcoming work. You couldn’t be more grateful for the week off, even if you were a little disappointed that the rest of the team was going to be gone for the first three days on assignment. You missed them. Undercover work was lonely work. It left you feeling grimy and worn. You missed Sam’s teasing wit; you missed Steve’s rich laugh, and Clint’s relentless pranks. You missed Tony’s clever jabs and Nat’s knowing smiles.

Most of all you missed Bucky. You missed the comfortable way that silence with him wrapped around you like a heavy comfortable blanket. You missed how he knew what you needed even if you didn’t ask, bringing you shitty cup-o-noodles in your room after a rough mission or a long day. You even missed how he and Sam bickered and taunted each other, Sam usurping the washer in the middle of Bucky’s laundry day, or Bucky dropping loads of Lua’s fur into the dryer after brushing her in retaliation.

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home || nolan holloway smut

request: Hi! I’m in love with your writing and I was wondering if you could write something for Nolan based off these two from the dating headcanon (late night drives to the middle of nowhere and looking at the stars, soft sex)
pairing: reader x nolan holloway
warning(s): SMUT (please don’t read if you aren’t comfortable)
listen to: faux - ed tullett, novo amor
word count: 2.887
note(s): this is my first time writing smut so please FORGIVE ME BC IT’S PROBABLY TRASH, and also nolan isn’t a bad guy he’s just a scared little puppy fite me on thiS.

Originally posted by fytwolf

“Look at him! Look!”

You were jolted awake by a yelp, followed by the sound of a young male yelling and people murmuring. Quickly moving the book off your lap, you stood up from the library floor and made your way to the where the commotion was coming from. You see Nolan, your boyfriend of almost a year, gripping Corey’s wrist in one of his hands, and a pen with blood covering the tip in his other.

Your eyes widen as you understood what Nolan had done and without a thought you quickly walk over to him. Nolan’s attention was averted from Corey’s ability to heal from a stab in less than 5 seconds to the sound of your heeled boots clicking against the wood floor, as he looked up at you. On your face he noticed a mixture of emotions; fear, worry, anger.

“Nolan, what the hell?!” you pried his hand from Corey’s wrist and dragged him out of the library, to the parking lot where you stopped, pinched the bridge of your nose and took a deep breath. “What were you thinking? You’re gonna get suspended!”

“(Y/N), you don’t understand! I’m trying to prove it.” Nolan stuffed his pen into his backpack and took a step towards you. But just as he took a step forward, you took one backwards.

“Prove what?” you shook your head as you scoffed.

“Corey isn’t just human. You’ve seen him disappear and then appear out of nowhere. Neither is Liam, haven’t you seen him throw a lacrosse ball into the net and it just– it just pierces through? And you know that the “wolf” on the lacrosse field the other night wasn’t just a “wolf”. And what about the thing in the lib-”

“Nolan, just let it go, please.” You stepped forward until you reached him and took his hands in yours, rubbing his fingers gently with your thumb. He roughly broke out of your hold and slammed a fist against the school wall.

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Closet (M)

Description : When Jimin innocently goes on a search for his laptop in his roommate’s closet, he finds much more than he bargained for

Pairing : Yoonmin x Reader

Word count : 3k

Genre : 101% smut

Warning : voyeurism, cum play, guy on guy action, dom!yoongi

a/n : This is filth, idk what to do with myself

“Alright where’d you hide it?” Jimin scoffed at the fake startled expression that danced on his roommates’ face after he’d asked the question.

“Me? Hide what?” Yoongi smiled widely at his success in annoying Jimin and continued to eat his dinner while Jimin stood before him and scowled.

“Yoongi I need my laptop!! I’ve got important stuff on it!” Jimin whined endlessly while slamming soft fists against the small coffee table they shared in the living room.

“Aww, like what? Your porn?” They both had images of the other day flash before them simultaneously accompanied by the uneasy feeling it came with when it happened.

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