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JUNGKOOK’S SHORT GIRLFRIEND

Originally posted by sugutie

Genre: romance/fluff/comedy
Pairing: Jungkook /You
Length: 469 words
Summary: Jungkook likes teasing  his short feisty girlfriend.


He knew as well as you knew that your biggest complex was your height. Jungkook, or should we call him your boyfriend, wasn’t going to put his jokes to rest any time soon. He never intended to make fun of you on purpose, but he wanted to tease you and make you embrace your smallness, because he loved that about you. He liked how your small frame would easily be buried on his chest while hugging you, how tiny your hands were in comparison to his, how cute you looked whenever you tip-toed to reach something or to simply press your lips on his. He liked ruffling your hair and picking you up effortlessly to throw you on his bed. These little things were what made him dearly love you, yet you felt inferior due to them as well.

“I wish I was taller sometimes” you sigh

“Why would you wish for such a thing” he pulls on your cheeks “You’re perfect for a giant like me?”

“I can’t even reach your face for a kiss. How in the world is this even fair” you punch his muscular arm with your tiny fist
“Then I’ll bother to break my neck and reach your level” he pulls you into his arms

“How the air feels up-there?” you draw circles on his chest with your index

“Very chilly?” He comments “Because you’re not there” he winks at you

“Should I feel offended or flattered?” You raise a brow “Should I kiss your cheek or punch you?”

“Come on, my intentions are always pure, honey” he kisses the side of your neck

“Don’t honey me!” you grab his handsome face in your small hand

“Small ones are always more feisty” jungkook smirks at you “and that’s just the way I like them” his cocky smile made you lose it

“Excuse you?” you pull on both of his cheeks “I beg for you to repeat this”

“Ahhh …OWWWWWw” he shouts in pain as he tries grabbing your wrists “B-Baby, please let go, m-m-my cheeks are Ouchhhhhhh”

“Small people are feisty?” you nod as you stare at his face “Right?” you pinch his cheek harder

“MY faccccceeee” he grabs onto your wrists “I’m sorry. Jesus” he rubs on his sensitive cheeks once you let him go “ Who would’ve known that such small cuties like you would be so strong” he fakes a sob “My life was a lie” he makes his signature meme face

“Don’t get on the bad side of short people, Jungkook” you shook your head “They might ruin you”

“YEAH!” jimin’s voice was heard in the background

“What was that?” you blink

“Oh, that was probably Jimin hyung” Jungkook chuckled as he pulled you in his arms “My shortest hyung” he smirked

“That little bastard!” jimin swore in the background


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Wait For Me: Young!Remus Lupin x Reader // Part Two

Request:  Could you please write a fanfic about remus being a mess bc of the full moon (totally nervous/moody before and injured/tired after) and the reader being worried and comforting him? lots of fluff but kinda in sad way.

A/N: Okay, so, I might have gone just a bit over board with this one…

This is part two, and the final part of Wait For Me. I apologize for taking so long to get this up. It was supposed to go up, like, five-ish days ago but it was written so half-assed that I didn’t want to put it up. I still don’t think it’s my greatest work, it could totally be written better but I feel like this was the best I could do right now. (I’ve been writing this part for over a week, help me.)

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Word Count: 2700 (Yeah…I know.)

Warnings: Fluff, Angst

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Sinners ~ Envy

Author: completedylantrash

Characters: reader x Stiles

Rating: NSFW 18+ Explicit Smut (Eventually)

Word Count: 2625

A/N: This is the start of an 8 part series by @smutandahalf and myself, based off of the concept of the 7 Deadly Sins. It’s going to be a little bit of a slow burn for the first couple chapters and then we will decimate you with so. much. smut. Someone suggested we should get together and kill you all, so you can thank whoever that anon was lol. Hope y’all enjoy! 

Originally posted by itsagirlthingbae


From the moment I met Stiles Stilinski, I’ve made it my mission to shut him up any way possible. The boy likes to talk and argue about anything and everything. The days that I render him unable to form words is a small victory in my book. He’s smart…smarter than anyone I’ve ever met. Besides myself of course. The fact that I can hold my own in debates against him may cause a little bit of tension in the pack every now and then, but it’s so god damn entertaining to see him lose his shit and fumble over his words. Stiles is a man of words. When words are at a complete loss to him, it’s the most gratifying thing in the world, especially if you are the one making his brain overload so much that all he can do is stare at you with his mouth agape.

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Temptations (M)

Originally posted by junior-park

“Nothing lasts forever. Forever is a lie. All that we have, is what’s between hello and goodbye.”

Summary: Sometimes when you have everything you asked for…. it’s never enough. You have a fiance you are about to get married with soon and life is good, until that one guy changes it all… He’s that something that you need to have a bit excitement in your life… He was full of surprises and brought you feelings you haven’t felt in a long time… But was he just a temptation or someone worth the trouble to get involved with? 

SWEARING INVOLVED

Part 1 is here~ 

More Parts:

Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4 // Part 5 // Part 6 // Part 7 // Part 8 // Part 9 // Part 10 // Part 11 // Part 12 // Part 13 // Part 14 // Part 15 // Part 16 // Part 17 // Part 18 // Part 19 // Part 20 // Part 21 //

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Dragging your feet one by one to your front door. A bubble bath and maybe some hot nice tea sounded perfect at this moment for you. You stopped at your front door and without even thinking twice, your forcefully pulled off your purse from the side of your shoulder and just shoved your hand looking for the key to the apartment you and your fiance Youngjae shared.

As you successfully pulled out your keys making a huge mess in your purse, you pulled the key into the key lock and unlocked the door. Stepping into your apartment and the first thing that seemed to hit your nose with the smell of food coming from the kitchen. 

“Babe is that you?”

You hear Youngjae call from the kitchen and you threw your purse on the couch and walked your way to the kitchen.

“Yeah it’s me,”

You walked in the kitchen and found Youngjae in front of a pot turning the mystery dinner with a spoon he set up for the two of you. 

“You know you didn’t have to,” you said approaching him looking up and he smiles looking down at you.

“But I wanted to.” he says and instead of kissing your lips like a normal boyfriend would, he lightly kisses your forehead and you smiled.

You were going out with Youngjae from the famous K-Pop group GOT7 and honestly life was great. You two met at a random greet and meet since you were a fan of Got7 of course and for some reason when you two met, you two instantly clicked.

Youngjae was the last to sign your album and just as you were heading back home excited as hell, Youngjae runs over to your car and asks if you forgot a pen he had in his hand. Truth was you never even brought a pen in the first place, but that was an excuse to be able to see you again before you left.

You two exchanged numbers and the next thing you know you started to go on date after date and the feelings and sparks was all there. 2 years passed and you two continued to grow in the relationship and you met his family and everything. 

Next thing you know he proposes to you, and now you were Youngjae’s fiance… Happiest girl alive…

Well everything was good.. But Youngjae was too safe… Every time you wanted to have sexual intercourse with this boy.. he seemed to want to take everything slow… and never wanted to try something new…

Excitement was something you were missing..

But what was there to complain about? You were with Youngjae… You should be thankful… 

“How was work?” Youngjae asks as he pulls out plates for the two of you and you continued to look at him. 

“Stressing,”

“I had a feeling, so I was thinking after dinner we can take a bath together and you can tell me about your day and then I can maybe give you a massage and we can cuddle the whole night together.”

You smiled.

“That sounds perfect.”

“Oh babe,”

“Yeah?” you said looking back at him.

“Tomorrow is your day off right?”

“Yes why?”

“Do you maybe want to join me tomorrow at the studio?”

“I would love that,” you said walking up to him and gave him a quick peck.

~

To be honest you loved all the boys from Got7 except for one guy.. and that one guy was Jinyoung… 

He was a complete asshole

Every time you seemed to spend time with the boys, there comes Jinyoung to ruin your day and make a comment bringing your mood down..

“We are working on a comeback and the only way I can focus is if I have you there to support me.” Youngjae says as he grabs your hand and lightly kissed the top of it making you blush.

“You know i’m here to be your lucky charm,”

A huge smile spread across Youngjae face and he held your hand tightly. Even though Youngjae wasn’t the type to do unexpected surprises how you want a guy to be… Youngjae was a really good guy. He knew how to make you feel better when you had a bad day.. He knew everything about you and made sure you could get them for you every chance he gets… And just in other words Youngjae was perfect!

“Here we are!” He says excitedly and you smiled.

You were at the studio for Youngjae only. If Jinyoung gets on your nerves, all you have to do is ignore his existence.

~

As the two of you walked in JYP’s company, for some reason you felt butterflies. You don’t understand why you always seemed to get this feeling everytime you came into the building and were about to see the rest of the boys.

Youngjae grabbed onto your hand and you two intertwined fingers and walked together side by side. 

“Are you sure I won’t be a distraction to the other boys?” You asked Youngjae as you two continued to walk down the hall and he stopped and looked at you.

“Jagi, you know the others won’t mind. They love you.”

“I’m just making sure, I don’t want to be any distraction.”

“The only distraction you’ll be is when I need to be serious and I start to smile because I have my beautiful fiance in the same room as me.”

You become more of a blushing mess and you giggled.

“I swear your too cute sometimes.” You said smiling down and Youngjae kisses you on the cheek and at last you two entered the dance studio, where the rest of the boys have been waiting for the two of you to come in.

“Youngjae! Y/N!” Jackson says throwing his arms up in the air and you giggled.

All of the boys welcomed you warmly but one person. 

“Why is she here?” Jinyoung asks not even looking at you but looking down on his phone as he was leaned against the mirrors on the wall.

“Nice to see you too Jinyoung.”

He looked up at you and just smiled.

“I know it is.”

You fisted up your hands and didn’t say anything after that. Youngjae noticed the tension between the two of you and got close to you and whisper “ignore him.”

You just nodded and walked your way to a random spot on the floor and sat down. The boys were getting ready dance to their new comeback. You smiled looking at Youngjae and then you glanced at Junior and could see him looking at you with these taunting eyes.

You rolled your eyes at his existence and tried to focus on the others.

The music started to go on and Jackson’s verse was first. You began to nod your head to the beat of the music and you felt someone staring at you the whole time. The stare felt like it could possibly leave a hole on you.

You looked at Youngjae and it wasn’t him. You glanced at Jinyoung and could see a small smirk appear on his face as he continued to dance.

What the hell was his deal?

Then when Jinyoung began to sing his part he continued to look at you and catching you off guard, he sends you a wink making your eyes to widen.

That wink just made you uncomfortable to the max.

This boy has nerves.

~

Songs after songs you continued to avoid Jinyoung’s gaze and the boys were finally on their break. But the more Jinyoung happened to look at you, the more uncomfortable you were getting. Youngjae approaches you sweaty and puts his arm around your waist.

“I’ll be back, I need to use the bathroom.”

“Of course!”

You smiled and you walked out of the dance room and onto the hall. Every time you joined youngjae at his the studio and Jinyoung is around, Jinyoung constantly stares at you and he just constantly likes to tease you by winking at you and biting his lips knowing it makes you so uncomfortable. 

Instead of going to the bathroom, you leaned against the wall and sighed. 

Something you needed to learn to do was to avoid Jinyoung.. Two years… And yet you still need to get used to being around irritating jinyoung. 

“What are you doing here alone?” you hear making you look up and just the person you least wanted to see was standing right next to you against the wall.

“What the hell, what are you doing here?”

“Hmm well I kind of do work here.”

You rolled your eyes at his reply and you could see him smirking.

“No offense but what are you doing here? This is a closed rehearsal, no groupies aloud.”

You got off from the wall and faced your whole body at Jinyoung. He had the nerves to disrespect you when you were alone and not was Youngjae.

“What is that suppose to mean?”

“You know exactly what I’m talking about. You’re only with Youngjae because of the fame.”

“That’s not true!”

“Bullshit.”

You wanted to scream at Jinyoung and maybe even throw your a shoe at him but what good would that be. Jinyoung was just saying anything to get under your skin.

“Whatever,” you hissed annoyed

“Alright groupie,”

As much as you tell yourself to ignore him and keep your mouth shut… You couldn’t seem to do that… Jinyoung would constantly pull you back into the damn argument and just make you want to yell at him till you get the last damn word. 

“Can you fuck off?”

“Can I?”

“Are you serious right now?”

“Did it look like I’m joking?”

“Can you stop?”

“I’m not doing anything,” Jinyoung says still smiling and he just ruined your whole day.

You couldn’t take his comments anymore. Instead of you saying another word you pushed over to the side and was about to walk off till Jinyoug grabs your hand making you stop.

“What are you doing?”

“Who said you could walk away from me right now?”

“Who says I couldn’t.”

“Me.” Jinyoung says smirking and you tried to let go of his grip and he was holding on pretty tightly…

Your heart was racing and you will full of anger but when you stared at him.. you felt something else you couldn’t seem to describe… 

~

To Be Continued

Florence + The Machine Starter Sentences!

“If you could only see the beast you made of me.”

“Until I wrap myself inside your arms I cannot rest.”

“I was in the darkness, so darkness I became.”

“No dawn, no day, I’m always in this twilight.”

“And you can’t hold me down ‘cause I belong to the hurricane.”

“No walls can keep me protected.”

“Sometimes I feel like throwing my hands up in the air.”

“When food is gone you are my daily need.”

“This is a gift, it comes with a price.”

“I must become a lion hearted girl ready for a fight.”

“I heard your voice as clear as day.”

“And the only solution was to stand and fight.”

“I like to keep some things to myself.”

“And I’ve been a fool and I have been blind.”

“Time goes quicker between the two of us.”

“Oh my love don’t forsake me.”

“You are the morning when it’s clear.”

“You’re in my head and you’re in my heart.”

“I’m gonna raise the stakes.”

“I’ll be dead before the day is done.”

“How quickly their glamour fades.”

“But I know you’ll have to drown me before we can breath easy.”

“Your heart is the only place I call home.”

“And we’ll never be afraid again.”

“When we come for you, we’ll be dressed up all in blue.”

“Don’t care whether I live or die.”

“I don’t want your future, I don’t need your past.”

Twenty Years From Now 3/3

Timeline: Check the title.
Genre: Fluff.
Prompt: A collection of ficlets, Lindsay and Jay “a year from now, two years from now, twenty years from now.

& I was wondering if you could write a oneshot about Linstead reaction to their daughter saying that she has a boyfriend. I think it will be funny. Thank you

S/O: Because I’m not a native speaker, but I’m also a perfectionist S/O to my friend @dylanobrienstyler​, who makes sure there are no mistakes so I can sleep easy.

The walk in the park was all @allenting​ idea :)

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French Fries Heaven

Author: deanwinchester-af

Words: 1k

Pairings: Dean x Reader

Warnings: Language. 

Summary: No matter the feelings between them; ‘best friends before soulmates’ has always been the deal… Or at least that’s what they thought.

Beta by: @20secspnfam4 & @waywardlullabies

Day 1 of Countdown to Halloween Collab

Prompt: Cafes + Sweaters

A/N: I am so excited to finally be posting this! @waywardlullabies and @loveitsallineed have been working none stop to make this. You guys have to check their fics as well! In other notes: I turned the entire countdown into a series! Really hope you guys enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please don’t forget to leave feedback to the three of us <3 This is a tattoo soulmate AU where Dean and his family aren’t hunters. And also this fic is first person from the reader’s point of view.

THANKS FOR READING AND ENJOY♥

It’s been a really long day and night. I need something more than alcohol in my system. I sighed harshly to the lack of response from the other side of the wooden door. Why did I leave my keys at my dorm? My knuckles banged on the door a couple more times, getting the response from everyone except his.

“What’s with the noise?!” One dude shouted.

Seconds before I shouted ‘fuck off’ Dean finally opened his door. He had sleepy green eyes, bed hair and pretty impressive shirtless torso. I smirked at his lack of sleep and clothes. Storming into his room, my body dropped onto his uncomfortable bed.

“Do you know what time it is, Y/N?” Dean’s sleepy voice filled the dark room.

I grabbed the shirt on his night stand and threw it to him. Dean catch it quickly, giving me an annoyed and sleepy glance. “It’s 2am, I’m half drunk, starving and I need some goddamn french fries.”  

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{{ask-the-Bavarian-cities}} for Bayern, Ingolstadt, Wurzburg, Augsburg and Nuremberg from their cities. - Iris (flower meme)

Send my muse some flowers and they’ll react to their meaning! {Still accepting!} 

Iris — “Your friendship means so much to me”

Bayern: “Hey, thanks, Henry! I look forward to meeting you in the Marienplatz this Sunday!” (winks) {for the Meisterfeier (title celebration)}
Ingolstadt: (grins) “Friendship? Bit weird since we haven’t really met, but thank you, Ms. Weishaupt!”
Kickers: (cooes) “Awwww, thanks! That is so sweet of you… oh! And happy early birthday!” (throws arms up in the air like he just don’t care)
Augsburg: “Thank you. Would you like to meet up again sometime?” {Augsburg just won 4-0 against Hamburg in an exciting relegation six-pointer!}
Nürnberg: “Oh my, thanks! Sending irises to you too!”


(Elsewhere…)

Sechzig: (grumbles) “Of course the personification of Munich prefers that bitch…” (downs a can of beer in three big gulps)
Fürth: (snickers) “Of course they do - you’re shit, 59!”
Sechzig: (smacks Fürth’s head with the empty can)

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I was wondering…since Yuri and Victor are heading off to Russia next episode, where will they stay? Does Victor still have his apartment? I would love to see him take Yuri home with him! I started thinking about it more and this little fic happened!

Lots of fluff ahead! You have been warned!

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Part 1, Part 2

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‘What do you think?’ Victor asked, leaning back against the kitchen cupboards.

Yuri glanced around, smiling as he did so. ‘It’s nice,’ he declared, ‘quite…modern…’

‘Well, obviously it’s a little empty at the moment,’ Victor said. ‘I sent a lot of things over to Japan.’ He reached up, to flip open a cupboard and sighed. 'I cleared out all the food, too. I suppose we’ll have to go shopping if we want to eat in. I was hoping to cook you something nice, for dinner.’

'You don’t need to go to any trouble,’ Yuri said, quickly. He could feel himself blushing and so turned away, to hide his expression.

'It won’t be any trouble,’ Victor assured him. 'It would be nice, for a change. I didn’t get to do any cooking while we were in Hasetsu. Your mother wouldn’t let anyone else in her kitchen - not that I’m complaining!’

'Well, we could always eat out tonight and then go shopping tomorrow,’ Yuri suggested. 'You can show me the best places to eat, round here.’

'Hmm,’ Victor hummed, as he considered. 'It’s already late. Why don’t we just order take-out?’ He moved over the shiny, grey refrigerator. There were half a dozen leaflets stuck to the door, held in place by some colourful magnets. 'I still have my menus!’ He declared, happily.

'Okay,’ Yuri agreed. He started to grin and added, as an afterthought, 'I’m surprised, though. I thought you’d want to go out drinking and I’d spend half the night trying to get you to keep your clothes on!’

'No,’ Victor replied, in a flat tone. 'I have to behave myself a little better, here.’

They discussed their options for a while, spreading out the menus on the table and picking out various dishes and drinks. Yuri wandered through to the living area, as Victor placed the call. He listened as the man chattered away, in Russian, and wondered if he would ever be able to get fluent in the language. He still struggled with English, sometimes.

'It will be able about half an hour,’ Victor told him. 'I ordered plenty of alcohol - so I might end up treating you to a private strip session after all!’

'No, no! Don’t you dare!’ Yuri protested, throwing up his hands in the air.

'You’re so mean!’ Victor replied, pouting like a child. 'This is my home, you know? I should be able to get naked if I want to!’

'You’re hopeless!’ Yuri shot back, exasperatedly.

Victor laughed and then wrapped an arm around Yuri’s shoulder, squeezing reassuringly.

'It’s alright, sakharok - my sweet boy - I won’t do anything to embarrass you!’

Yuri sighed and then slid his own hand about Victor’s waist, leaning into him. They stood together for few moments, close and quiet, and then they moved over to the sofa, to settle down properly. Victor turned on the TV and started flicking through, for something they could watch together, although Yuri couldn’t understand anything anyone was saying.

'I’ll put it on a music channel,’ Victor decided. 'Here, this is good. What do you think?’ Yuri murmured in agreement.

Victor wrapped his arms around Yuri and they both stretched out, on the sofa. Yuri cuddled up to Victor, leaning his head on his chest. He could feel the man’s heart beating, just beneath his ear.

'Yuri,’ Victor murmured, his voice rumbling in his chest, 'do you…like it here? In Russia?’

Yuri frowned, uncertainly. 'I haven’t seen much of it,’ he admitted. 'Not yet, anyway.’

'You’ve been here before,’ Victor replied, with surprise.

'Yes, but I never went out much,’ Yuri told him. 'I was just concentrating on skating. I spent most of my time in the rink or in my room. I didn’t do much.’

'Hmm,’ Victor sighed a little. He moved one hand up, to play with Yuri’s hair. 'I’ll have to take you out and show you around. There’s a lot of places worth seeing.’ He paused for a moment and then asked, 'do you think you think you might like to come live here, after the Grand Prix?’

'What?’ Yuri replied, startled. 'Here?’

'Russia,’ Victor clarified.

'I…don’t know,’ Yuri murmured. He moved his head a little, shifting closer to Victor’s throat. He watched as the man swallowed, his Adam’s apple moving up and down.

'Well, we could always find somewhere in Japan,’ Victor said. 'Would you like that?’

Yuri curled his finger into the collar of Victor’s shirt. He could feel his face burning. His heart was thumping away in his chest, like a wild animal.

'You mean…to live…together?’ He whispered.

'Yes,’ Victor said.

'I…I don’t know…’ Yuri stuttered. He felt Victor’s finger’s fall still, at the back of his head.

'Is it too soon, to be thinking about that?’ Victor asked him. 'I don’t expect you to be deciding anything now. I was just wondering. I would be happy to live in Japan, if you wanted to stay close to your family? Or we could go somewhere else? Perhaps America, if you would like to live there again?’

'But together?’ Yuri insisted, unable to let this detail slip by without further comment. 'You would like to live somewhere together? Just you and me?’

'Well…I suppose we could stay with your family for a little longer, if you like? I know that’s common in Japan. But I thought you might prefer to get somewhere of our own, at some point.’

Yuri went quiet for some time, letting Victor’s words sink in.

'I’ve never lived…by myself…with someone…’ He said, eventually. He fell quiet again and started to chew on his bottom lip. 'I’m sorry. That doesn’t make sense, does it?’

Victor looked up at him, with his blank, wide-eyed expression.

'No,’ he agreed. 'I don’t think so.’

'I meant, I’ve never lived with anyone other than my family,’ Yuri said, quickly. 'Except when I was away, at college, but then I was living with other students.’

'Well, you’ve never had a lover, before, have you?’ Victor said, making Yuri tense up, in his arms.

'Why did you have to bring that up?!’ Yuri whined.

'Sorry, sorry!’ Victor laughed. 'I only meant that it made sense.’

They were interrupted by the sound of the doorbell. Victor rushed to go get their food while Yuri dissolved into a puddle, in the middle of the floor. He didn’t stop cringing until Victor came back and started nudging at him, with his toes.

'Hey, hey! Stop that! It’s time to eat.’

They sat down at the table and shared out the food. Yuri cheered up when he saw all the different dishes. He started to work his way through a portion of dumplings, with relish.

'It’s good, right?’ Victor said.

'Mmmm!’ Yuri agreed.

Once they were done eating they stayed sat at the table for a while, working their way through several bottles of Zhigulevskoye. Victor did not strip but he did start to sprawl over Yuri, snuggling up to him and murmuring in his ear.

'How would you like to decorate?’ He asked him, at one point. 'If we get our own place?’

'I don’t know,’ Yuri said. He laughed, at the thought. He found that he was happy - deliriously happy - at the prospect. 'How would you like to decorate?’

'I think you and I should both have our own rooms,’ Victor said, 'and you can cover your room with posters of me and I can cover my room with posters of you. How does that sound?’

'That’s ridiculous!’ Yuri said, laughing and cringing at the same time. 'I’d hate to see my face, plastered all over the walls!’

'But, you used to have my posters all over your bedroom walls, didn’t you?’ Victor teased.

That was different!’ Yuri objected. 'That was before…when I was a teenager…’ he took another sip of beer. 'Anyway, we wouldn’t each have a room. We’d be sharing.’

Victor tilted his head and gave him a serious look, blue eyes flashing. 'Would we?’ He asked.

'Yes,’ Yuri replied. He felt his cheeks flushing. 'Well, of course we would.’

Victor pulled Yuri close and squeezed him tight. Then he tilted his head down and kissed him, on the lips.

It was only the second kiss that Yuri had ever had, in his entire life. Victor had given him both kisses, like presents - to show his love. Yuri had accepted the first, with pleasure and delight. (Oh! You shouldn’t have! But I’m glad you did! Thank you! Thank you!) But this time, he returned the gift, pressing his mouth firmly against Victor’s.

The kiss felt like it went on for a long time. Yuri was very aware of the pressure of the other man’s lips, the warmth and weight of him. But, when they parted again, Yuri realised that it only lasted a moment. A couple of seconds, at the most.

'Yuri,’ Victor whispered, breathily. He traced his fingers over Yuri’s cheek and let out a soft ripple of laugher. 'Let’s take a bath together!’

Yuri blinked and then recoiled. 'Heh?!’

Luke- In control

I was asked to do a submissive Luke, so here it finally is! I’m really sorry it took so long, but I’ve been really ill for the past couple of days and so I couldn’t finish it off until now.

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Request by anon:
Can you do a fanfic when y/n is dominant and luke is submissive

Changeover for class had started five minutes ago, but rather than rushing to my next class I strolled through the nearly empty halls at a leisurely pace. History was waiting for me at the end of this corridor and I was never more reluctant to do anything that go to my history class. Usually I skipped it but my teacher and now principle said they wouldn’t tolerate it anymore. I didn’t fancy going somewhere else because everyone knew their place here, so I began playing to more of the principles rules.
‘Your bum looks good in that skirt Y/L/N.’ I rolled my eyes and turned to face Luke Hemmings, who was arrogantly leaned on a locker. He liked to think he was in control of this place but he was completely mistaken.
‘It looks better out of the skirt.’ I said in a flirtatious tone as I batted my eyelashes and played his game.
'Why don’t you bend over and show me.’ He smirked and bit his bottom lip.
I sauntered over to him. 'Oh you like to think you’re in control, don’t you Hemmings?’ I said laughing.
'Are you trying to say I’m not?’ He said, with an amusing glint in his charming blue eyes. Oh boy was he attractive with his blond hair, scruffy stubble, a black lip ring that added to the bad boy charade he was playing and those blue eyes that made many girls squeal.
'Oh I know you’re not.’ I stopped in front of him and leaned forwards his ear. 'Why don’t you come over to mine tonight and I’ll show you who’s really in control.’ I said, lowing my voice. The look on his face was priceless, but the shock was quickly replaced by his arrogant facade that I knew was just an act.
'I would love to.’ He smirked.
'Perfect. I’ll see you later.’ I said, walking away and giving him a little wave over my shoulder as I headed to history once more, as he probably headed to the boys toilets to sort out the boner he had no doubt gotten from just the thought of tonight. Oh will I teach him a thing or two. I smirked at the thought of the whimpering mess he’ll become in just a few short hours and Luke Hemmings will finally learn that his place is beneath me.

There was going to be no messing around tonight. I was going to give the commands from the moment he stepped foot in my house. I tugged my silk dressing gown closed and tied the belt to keep it in place. A rhythmic knock came from downstairs. I glanced at the alarm clock next to me bed. 7pm exactly. A smirk played on my lips. Someone was definitely eager.
I sauntered to my front door, making him wait. I cracked the door open.
'Can I help you?’ I asked, flirtatiously, batting my eyelashes at him whilst acting dumb.
'Don’t mess with me Y/N.’ He groaned.
I laughed. 'Who me? I wouldn’t mess with you.’ I smiled mischievously. 'Come in.’ I said stepping aside to let him through and closed the door behind him.
His eyes widened when he took in my appearance. All he could see was a black silk dressing gown hanging on my shoulders. My legs were bare.
'Follow me.’ I demanded and walked in front of him, swaying my hips more than usual as I led him to my room. His lips were on mine as soon as we got into my room.
'Sit on the bed.’ I whispered and he immediately obliged. I knew his tough guy act was just that: an act. I closed the door and walked towards him and straddled his legs. Instantly, his lips were on mine and his hands gripped my hips. I lifted my hands to his hair and tugged on the short strands. His tongue entered my mouth and I placed my hands on his chest, moving them slowly downwards. I pulled away and his lips began to leave a trail of kisses down my neck, sucking on my delicate skin slightly. My fingers reached the edge of his black top and I tugged it upwards. Realising the hint, he reached behind his head and yanked it off, throwing it somewhere behind me.
Our lips reconnected as my left hand caressed the side of his face. My other hand travelled further down and I felt the bulge in his black skinny jeans already straining against the material. I rubbed it, which caused him to moan into my mouth. I unbuttoned his jeans and slowly pulled down his zip. Still kissing him, I got off his lap and he stood up to pull down his jeans and kick them to the side.
'This isn’t fair.’ He said as he reached to unfasten my belt, but I slapped away his impatient hands and pushed him back onto the bed. 'No touching.’ I said, smirking. My hands went to the belt and I unfastened the knot, letting the silk material fall to the ground. His eyes racked my body, lingering at the swell of my breasts that were covered with a delicate black lacy material. Immediately, I reached behind my back and unhooked my bar. I smirked as he was practically drooling as he stared at my bare breasts.
I climbed back onto his lap, making sure that I briefly came into contact with his hardened bulge, which granted me another moan. His hand grabbed my hips.
I pushed him so that he was laying on the bed. 'Hands above your head.’ He looked at me questioningly. 'Now Hemmings.’ I said with an authoritative tone. He raised his hands. I reached behind me to grab the belt from my dressing gown and tied his hands to my bedpost.
I bent down and kissed his lips. Breaking the kiss, I began to pepper kisses down his neck, across his chest and over his smooth stomach until I got to the waistband of his boxers. I glanced up and raised an eyebrow.
'Please Y/N.’ He begged. I could certainly get used to hearing him beg. The pleading, needy tone was attractive on him. I slid his boxers down his legs and discarded them.
My hand slowly slid up and down his hard shaft. 'I told you I’d show you who is really in control.’ I smirked and lowered my head towards his tip.
'I usually am.’ He replied with some of his arrogance returning. My head stopped with my mouth millimetres away from his tip.
'Oh really?’ I said lifting my head up. 'Clearly you don’t want to feel my lips around your tip or my tongue swirling-’
'Okay, I’m sorry.’ He interrupted. His arrogance slipped. 'You’re in control.’ I lowered my head and closed my lips around his tip as I ran my tongue over it. I bobbed my head, fitting more of him in my mouth, which caused a moan to escape from his mouth.
'So I’m in control?’ I asked, licking up his length and closing my mouth around his dick.
'Oh yes he moaned.’
'What about at college?’ I asked quickly before going down on him again, picking up my pace as his hips began to buck.
'Oh sweetheart, you’ll never be in control there.’ He said, his voice thick with desire.
Rapidly, I lifted my head. 'That was the wrong answer.’ I said, standing up and shimmying out of my lacy underwear. I sat next to him as he looked perplexed. 'I’ll just do this on my own.’ I shrugged, spreading my legs and running a finger over my folds. I ran patterns over my clit, moaning. His eyes were glued to me. He ran his tongue over his lips as I pushed two fingers inside and threw my head back.
'Why don’t you let me help you?’ He said. His eyes had darkened.
'And how would you do that?’ I asked innocently, as I widened my eyes.
'Bring your pretty little self over here and my tongue will do the rest.’ He said, biting his lip.
'Was that a command?’ I asked. 'Because you know how much I dislike commands.’ I said, going back to tracing circles over my clit.
'No, it was just a suggestion sweetheart.’ He replied. I shuffled over to him and ran my fingers over his mouth, which he sucked. I straddled his face and he wasted no time as his tongue ran over my folds and found my clit. He alternated between running patterns across it and sucking it. Moaning, I grabbed my bed frame to keep my balance. He flicked his tongue through my entrance. Each time he did this a knot tightened in my stomach.
'I’m so close.’ I moaned. God he was good with that tongue of his.
'Cum for me baby.’ His vibrations sent me over the edge and he licked up my juices as I moaned his name.
I crawled down his chest and leaned down to reconnect or lips. Our tongues dancing over each other as I reached down and wrapped my hands around his shaft, giving it a few pumps. I gave him one last peck before I slid further down and aligned his tip with my entrance.
He trusted up to meet my hips as they pushed down, both of us moaning.
'I’m so close.’ I panted, as I could feel the knot in my belly tighten further.
'So am I baby, cum for me Y/N.’ He said with his eyes squinting and with that I unravel myself, continuing to ride out my high. Moments later Luke was loudly moaning my name as he released inside of me.
I collapsed onto his stomach and then rolled onto his side. I reach up and clumsily untie his hands. Both of us are sweaty panting messes.
'That was so fucking good.’ He panted, snaking his arm around my shoulder. He moved his head to my ear. 'We should definitely do this again sometime.’ I could feel the smile on his voice.
'Oh definitely.’ I replied, standing up and grabbing his boxers to throw at him and his shirt.
'You wear that.’ He said before I threw his shirt to him, as he trusted his hips in the air to pull up his boxers. I pulled it over my head and pulled on some pants. I collapsed onto the bed and laid my head on his stomach, wrapping my arm around his waist as he circled me in his arms. We laid like that in silence for a bit, both of us recovering from what had happened. 'I was wrong you’re definitely in control.’ He said in a low vice. A smile broke out across my face.
'You bet I am.’ I said as I snuggled closer to him.

Tall, Dark and Handsome: Chapter 19
TITLE: Tall, Dark and Handsome

CHAPTER NUMBER/ONE SHOT: 19

AUTHOR tomcuddlesfic

WHICH TOM/CHARACTER: AU Tom / Business Man

GENRE: romance / erotica

FIC SUMMARY: Twenty four year old Amelia Hart has never had a boyfriend before. Not wanting to step outside of her comfort zone, she rarely starts conversations with the opposite sex and makes little to no effort in correcting her single status. However, what she did not plan was meeting a man who manages to steal her breath away at every look. A man who does not stop until he gets what he wants. And the one thing he only wants right now just so happens to be her.

RATING FOR THE WHOLE FIC: M

Author’s notes: HERE’S WHAT WE ARE GOING TO DO. we are going to pretend that whatever I posted thirty minutes ago never happened. LMFAOOOO. i hate it when i post stuff wrong. ugh. 

anyways, love to hear what you guys think AND exciting news!!! New chapter on SATURDAY. 

Chapter 1 |  Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 |Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 |  Chapter 10 | Chapter 11 | chapter 12 | Chapter 13  | Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16  | Chapter 17 | Chapter 18

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