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James Potter to Mrs. Wife: lily can we have another baby?

Lily Potter to Wears Socks to Bed: R u going to text me that every time Harry does something cute?

James Potter: yes

Lily Potter: U know if we got one every time u asked we’d have like 35 babies by now??

James Potter: i’d be okay with that

James Potter: they might give us our own tv programme

James Potter: lil and jim and their kin 

Lily Potter: Ur right what’s the point of having children if not to pimp them out for reality television

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Another Man (One Shot)

Inspired by this pic of drunk Harry at the Another Man launch party last year. He looked too fine to not write about. Sorry if I hyped it up too much and isn’t as filthy as y’all expected.

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The bones in my feet cracked and a long groan emitted from my body as I stretched from my head to my toes. I had been cramped up in the same position for the past five or six hours, occasionally taking a stretch break every once in a while to make sure blood was still flowing. It was a Saturday night and I usually spent them with Harry but tonight was different. I had a 10 page research report due on Monday about mental diseases and therapy, just now finishing after slaving away for several hours.

Usually I had my work done during the week but I was distracted everyday because of Harry. He was stressing out about the launch of his feature in Another Man magazine. I had to help him plan his launch party and make sure he had the right suit and other things that seem unimportant now. The party was scheduled to tonight, and of course I couldn’t go with Harry.

At first, Harry was reluctant to go without me, feeling bad that I was stuck at home doing work while he was celebrating with his friends and having a good time. I forced him to go. After all, the party was for him and not me. Admittedly, I was disappointed in the fact that I would be missing such an important event for him and I knew how much he wanted me to be there. But I had pushed off the assignment for too long and if it weren’t done today, then it would never get done.

I heard the chime of the alarm system go off, indicating that a door had just opened. Knowing it was Harry, I wasn’t alarmed when I heard him whistling the same tune he always did as his footsteps padded up the stairs to our bedroom. Harry came into view, staring down at his phone as he tapped a message to someone.

“Still awake, I see,” he said, continuing to type his message as I sat criss-crossed in front of my laptop. His words were slightly slurring together but not as much as they would if he were really drunk.

“Mhmm. Have a fun time at your party?” I replied, saving my work and shutting the laptop before pushing it to the side.

“Yeah. Had a few drinks, if you don’t mind,” Harry said, glancing at me for only a second before looking back at his phone. “I see you’ve had some, too.” He was referring to the almost empty glass of wine I had sitting on the bedside table.

“Well, I had to celebrate you somehow. Even if it was just by myself,” I quipped happily. I don’t know if it was the wine or I was just glad he was home after a long day but I had this tingly feeling in my toes. Not to mention, he certainly looked delicious. His white shirt was unbuttoned at the top with his tie hanging loosely around his neck. His lips were as pink as ever, surrounded by a week’s worth of stubble, and his eyes were drooping slightly from being tipsy. He had cut his hair a few months ago, getting rid of the long locks that went past his shoulders and introducing a new hairstyle that I’d never imagine seeing on him. It suited him, making him look even older and more mature. All I could say was that he looked delicious, even this late at night.

Harry rambled on about his night, talking about the many celebrities that congratulated him on this magazine cover and how his older sister was highly jealous of him. His already loose tie was discarded on the dresser along with the many rings he wore on his fingers. He made his way to the closet to take off the rest of his clothes, making light conversation with me as he did this.

“I wish you would’ve come, love. Probably would’ve been more fun,” he said.

“Me too. Maybe next time,” I replied.

“Mum wouldn’t stop asking ‘bout you. She was running my ear the entire night, saying I shouldn’t have left the only girl she’s ever liked all by herself at home. Almost think she loves you more than I do.”

I laughed softly. Anne never failed to shower me with love in any way possible, even if it meant overlooking Harry completely. She always said that I was the perfect match for Harry, and everyday I believed her more. We were in sync in and we rarely fought, and if we did it always ended with rough sex.

My skin was on fire. All I wanted to do was kiss him and let him touch me everywhere. “Harry?”

“Yeah?” Harry replied, completely disregarding the fact that I cut him off mid-sentence. He was rambling on about George Barnett telling him a joke that only Harry would find funny. I could still hear him rummaging around in the closet.

“Can you come here?” I said trying not to sound whiny.

“Give me a minute. These bloody shoes are a bit hard to get off,” Harry said as he grunted in frustration. He continued on with his story that seemed to drag on and on.

I sighed. This was taking longer than I expected and the heat between my legs was causing me to squirm. “Baby?”

Harry emerged from the closet, still wearing his loose button up shirt and pants. “What is it?” He asked.

I bit my lip and motioned my finger for him to come here. A small smirk spread across his lips as he came closer, his tall frame towering over me while I sat on my knees on the bed. I leaned in for a kiss, humming against his lips as I felt knots in my stomach form. Harry’s lips moved slowly but expertly on mine as his hand slid from my cheek to the back of my neck and into my hair. His other hand cupped my face, stroking my cheek with his thumb. Harry was an amazing kisser, always knowing when to use his tongue and how much to use.

The stubble around his mouth and on his chin tickled me but I had to hold back my laugh. I could only imagine how it’d feel if it were tickling the insides of my thighs instead while I rode his face.

Harry detached our lips and pecked my cheek. “One of those nights, huh?” he asked with a small smirk on his lips that made me want to kiss him even more. His thumb ran over my lips and pulled my bottom lip down as I nodded my head and whimpered a little, craving to feel his lips on mine again. I licked the tip of his thumb before enveloping it into my mouth, sucking lightly and making Harry hum.

“Missed you. And your fingers,” I hummed. Harry slipped two of his fingers into my mouth, allowing me to suck on them like I would his cock, bobbing my head up and down against him. I maintained eye contact with him because I knew how much it drove him crazy. I didn’t mind tasting the metal of his rings. I was too focused on the tips of his fingers poking at the back of my throat, making me gag but turn him on at the same time. I gagged once more before pulling back and licking his fingers, a small giggle coming from my spit covered lips that curved into a sinister smile.

God, you’re so sexy, beautiful, gorgeous,” he said, cupping my face again and kissing me in between each praise. My hands ran up and down his exposed chest. I fucking loved it when he had the first few buttons of his shirt undone, exposing his toned chest and the cross necklace that dangled on his collarbones. Something about it made me crazy and want to jump his bones in a heartbeat.

I pulled away for a brief second just to whine, “fuck me,” before planting kisses from the corner of Harry’s mouth down to his neck and collarbones. I took the cross necklace between my teeth and looked up at Harry, who had his lips parted slightly, nearly drooling at the sight of his girl begging for it.

Harry held my chin between his forefinger and thumb, lifting it up slightly and releasing the necklace from my teeth. He placed a soft kiss to my lips that earned a soft moan from me.

“I’m tempted. Not tonight, kitten. M'really drained. What good would a half-assed fuck be if I can’t give you the pleasure you want?” Harry said. The hand that he had on the back of my neck rubbed circles in my hair. There was no way that all of that didn’t even make him hard.

I pouted, feeling desperate just for a touch from him. “Please, just a little bit,” I begged. “Doesn’t have to be for long. Just put the tip in and I’ll cum in minutes. I need you.”

Harry chuckled softly and pressed kisses on my lips and cheeks. As much as he loved when I begged like this, he wasn’t budging. “Sorry, love. Tomorrow,” he said. He placed a tender kiss on my lips once more before disappearing back into the closet to take off the rest of his clothes and change into something more fitting for sleep.

I sighed in defeat as I plopped down in bed and shut off my bedside lamp. Harry slid into bed next to me, wrapping his arm around my body and pulling me closer. He nibbled on my earlobe before kissing it and nuzzling his face into the crook of my neck before mumbling a good night that I reciprocated kindly but bitterly.

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Sleep wasn’t an option since I kept waking up every hour, craving for Harry. We’d barely touched each other all week except for when I sucked him off while he was driving home on Tuesday.

It was three in the morning and all I could think about was me riding his cock or even his face. I whimpered as my mind flickered to the thoughts of his pretty pink lips covered with juices from my orgasm as he inched me towards the brink of another one. My thighs squeezed together just thinking about the dirty things he’d say to me like “so wet for me kitten” or “fuck you taste so good” or “I bet your pussy would feel so good on my cock”

Judging by the way he was breathing, I knew Harry was fast asleep, so there was no chance of me waking him up for a 3 am quickie, for he’d be angry and tell me to go back to sleep. Even though he was knocked out, I could still feel his bulge behind me. This usually happened whenever we slept like this. I usually wore one of his T shirts and panties to sleep— sometimes skipping the latter— and he would wear boxers or shorts without underwear. Harry would get his morning wood because I moved too much in my sleep and I usually ignored it but tonight was different. His arm was wrapped around my waist and his breath was on the back of my neck. I decided to do the one thing that would help my situation.

I circled my hips slowly, rubbing my ass up and down Harry’s growing bulge. A quiet whimper came from me as I continued to do this.

Harry’s breathing changed slightly as I grinding against him to get the friction I needed. I could feel his body become lighter as he woke up a little, dry humping me even though he was still asleep. A small moan came from his throat, which earned one from me.

“Harry,” I moaned softly as I rubbed up and down my slit through my panties.

“Not now, baby,” Harry’s raspy voice said lowly. His arm pulled me closer and his face nuzzled into my neck. The grinding stopped and my heart sunk.

I whimpered in response but it sounded like a short cry, though that would be plausible since I was in so much agony at the moment.

“What’s wrong?” His voice was barely audible even with him right next to my ear. “Hm, tell me what’s wrong.”

I turned around to face him, who still had his eyes closed but they struggled to stay open after a long day of anxiousness, excitement, and fatigue. “I want you,” I moaned softly, kissing his lips and begging for him to take me. “Please, daddy.”

A low grumble sounded from his throat as he rubbed his eyes. “’s that bad, innit?” He asked. His green eyes drooped from tiredness, and for a second, I felt bad for waking him up.

“Yeah,” I replied.

Harry sighed as his fingers reached under the covers and hooked onto the waist band of my panties before snapping them against my skin to tell me to take them off. I did so quickly and kicked them off the bed as to not waste time. Harry grabbed my arm and pulled me on top of him, sliding down on the bed so my wet lips were positioned right on top of his.

“’s this what yeh wanted, kitten?” Harry hummed, kissing the inside of my thighs and inching dangerously close to my entrance. “Waking me up at three in the morning just so I can eat your pussy?”

“Yes, daddy,” I moaned. My legs trembled as his tongue made a long stride up my slit. Harry’s tongue worked wonders against my heat, flicking up against my sensitive clit. His moans rumbled through my entire body as he suckled against the bundle of nerves. “Oh, baby.”

Harry’s arm wrapped around my thigh and his thumb rubbed circles around my clit. The only noises in the room was the sound of Harry’s lips smacking against my wet pussy hungrily and me moaning his name simultaneously. Harry’s eyes never lost contact with mine as he at me out so gloriously until he shut his eyes as if this was the greatest feeling in the world; having his girl sitting on his face and riding his mouth like she would his cock.

My legs felt like jelly as I neared closer to my orgasm, Harry pushing me on with dirty talk. He reached up and squeezed my breasts. “That’s right, kitten. Ride my face just like that,” Harry said. His voice was muffled under me but it was enough to drive me over the edge. Harry flicked his tongue at just the right angle, making me feel like my insides were on fire and like I was riding on a cloud.

“Fuck, baby. Right there,” I moaned breathlessly. Harry continued flicking his tongue rapidly as he squeezed my ass and smacked it harshly. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as a strong orgasm rippled through my body and my juices spilled on Harry’s tongue. Muscles taut and toes curling, a series of involuntary moans pushed past my lips. I had to lift myself off Harry’s mouth otherwise I’d be screaming loud enough for the whole neighborhood to hear.

Harry kissed the inside of my thighs sweetly before flipping me under him. His lips pressed softly to my cheek, neck, and down my body as he pushed my shirt— or rather his shirt— above my breasts. His tongue swirled around both of my nipples briefly before leaving my body entirely.

A sigh left his lips as he fumbled with the hem of his shorts that he began pulling down. I was starting to feel bad for waking him up after only a couple hours of sleep. “Harry, you don’t have to do that,” I said, trying to push his hands away but he smacked them away.

“You wanted this, didn’t you, love?” He said, a tired smile spreading across his lips. His eyes were glowing even with his dark pupils engulfing the emerald irises.

Harry discarded his shorts on the floor before mounting me. He spread my legs wide and positioned himself on his knees in between mine, all while pulling my hips towards him more. A grunt of approval came from him as he rubbed my wet slit with the tip of his cock. I held my breath as he pushed in, never getting used to the way it felt having his length in me.

Once he was fully in me I couldn’t hold my breath anymore. Harry began thrusting into me slowly but deeply. I could tell he was concentrating hard on everything that made me feel good as his eyebrows furrowed deeply. His hips rocked back in forth at a slow pace, which usually had me growing impatient but this time it felt just right.

Our skin stuck together as his hips glided into my softly. The air in the room was filled with my soft moans and Harry’s heavy breathing. I love the way he looked when he fucked me so good like this. It was like the only thing that mattered to him was that I was content and feeling all the pleasure I could, having it all come from him.

One of his large hands squeezed my breasts before sliding up to wrap around my neck. I couldn’t hide the devilish grin that spread across my face, and I knew that Harry saw it too. “You like that, don’t you? Hmm, you like it when daddy chokes you a bit?” Harry cooed quietly. A cheeky grin twitched at the corners of his mouth, making large dents in his cheeks. It made me giggle but the feeling was so good that I couldn’t suppress my moans.

I didn’t mean to whine and moan so much but this slow pace was driving me to the edge. Harry’s soft lips were slightly parted with his bottom lip always jutting out and begging to be kissed and sucked on. I pulled him closer so I could do just that, not caring that sleep was on his breath. At first, his lips moved lazily on mine but they soon gave in and melted onto my skin. Harry’s tongue was always first to invade my mouth but it was never in a bad way.

Harry’s pace began to quicken, making him hit the right spot more frequently now and leaving me a moaning mess under him. My fingers tangled in his hair as his lips moved from mine to my neck. My other hand squeezed his ass because I knew how much he liked it. Harry always thought it was my silent way of begging him to go deeper and hit harder. And that’s exactly what he did.

“Shit,” Harry groaned as his hips crashed against mine faster and harder. The bed creaked under us, making me smile because you’d think that a multimillionaire like Harry would have more than enough money to buy a bed that was less noisy. He claimed that he liked the sounds it made when he’s fucking me good.

“Fuck me,” I whined softly in Harry’s ear. There’s nothing more that he loved than to hear me whining and begging in his ear while he fucked me deep like this. I couldn’t control my moans anymore and my muscles were growing taut. I knew harry could feel my walls clenching around him based on the helpless moans omitting from him that he tried to conceal. Words need not to be spoken as my moans spoke for me, reaching a higher volume than before. My toes curled and my stomach knotted, leaving my body shaking as I climaxed around Harry’s cock.

As I caught my breath, Harry continued thrusting inside of me. “C'mon, baby. Cum for me. I know how much you like fucking me like this, yeah? You like when I squeeze my walls around you like that?” I whispered in Harry’s ear before nibbling on it.

“Oh, fuck me,” Harry groaned. It took a few more strokes and the aid of my moans to get Harry to come inside of me. His warm release filled me up in a way that I would never get used to.

For a moment we just lied there panting and being lost for words. Looking up at the ceiling, I was seeing more than just the chandelier. I was seeing stars and colors even though the room was nearly pitch black. Harry always had this affect on me and I knew I had it on him too.

When I was finally done struggling for air, I felt Harry’s soft lips pecking my neck and chest. “Such a horny girl. Maybe I shouldn’t have left you alone for so long,” Harry said with a chuckle. He pulled himself out of me, making me whimper at the sudden cold and emptiness, and disappeared into the bathroom. When he came back, he had a wet rag that he used to clean me up with before using it on himself.

“You’re so good to me,” I said softly. Harry climbed back into bed with me and pecked my lips.

“Anythin’ for my baby.”

Mile High Club - Tom Holland x Reader imagine

Title: Mile High Club
Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader
Synopsis: legit just pure sin on my part, i’m dragging you all to hell with me
Word Count: 1.6k
WARNING: SMUT SMUT SMUTTY SMUT SMUTTY SMUT SMUT and a bit of swearing (i’m from england, it’s what i do)
A/N: so i saw the recent pics of tom in grey sweats, as well as this old video of tom at the airport and jesus, that boy deadass knows what he’s doing to all of us so, this happened. huge creds to @boyfriendtom for helping me out on this one, i love u my angel!! also, please do watch the video because the way he whips that belt off fcks me up big time. anyways, i hope you enjoy, and let me know what you think here!!

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The Only Exception (Part 1)

Summary: AU. Reader is given the task of running a popular love advice internet show when her coworker is fired. Her cynical attitude toward love makes her offer some harsh advice, and more than a few hearts are caught in the aftermath. Will hers be one of them?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 3,442

Warnings: language, fluff, wishful thinking, hot firemen, sarcasm, cynicism, bad jokes

A/N: Okay, so I saw a movie a long long time ago that was terrible, but it inspired the ‘bad’’ love advice and the firemen. I’ve been dying to have fireman!Bucky in one of my AUs.

And yes, the title comes from the Paramore song. I felt like it’s how reader feels throughout. Hope you guys like it. I had some writer’s block, and some house guests, so this is a little late being posted.

Part - 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10

Originally posted by 8bit-arc-reactor

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BTS REACTS TO: Their s/o wearing an ugly picture of them on a t-shirt

Anon Asked: Can you do a BTS Reaction to their s/o wearing an ugly selfie of them on a t-shirt in public? I ALWAYS wanted to do this with my boyfriend but he’s too photogenic uGH

Okay, I’ve totally done this before. Showed up at a friend’s birthday party wearing an ugly snapchat pic they sent me on a sweatshirt lol.

- Admin Dayna


Seokjin

Jin is handsome. He knew it, his fans knew it, and obviously, so do you. But with great beauty, comes great responsibility, and it seems like your boyfriend abuses his good-looks. Jin oozes narcissism. At times it was funny, charming in fact, but there’s only so much of it one could take. Sometimes consequences need to be dealt out to the arrogant. With just enough persistence and creativity, you’ve came up with the perfect plan. You awaited his arrival at the airport, your hoodie zipped up hiding your brilliance. Jin and the boys’ plane had landed and now they were only a few feet away from you. When you were absolutely positive Jin was looking right at you - and you could tell he had by the way he suddenly picked up his pace to a brisk jog your direction - you unzipped your hoodie, revealed your t-shirt with a rather… unattractive picture of him that his Army has turned into a meme printed on the front. You lifted your arms up high, allowing Jin, the boys, and the lucky bystanders to bask in its glory. As Namjoon, Yoongi, Hobi, Jimin, Taehyung, and Jungkook all erupted into laughter, Jin struggled to reprimand you between fits of giggles.

“Wha - jagiyaahh~! How could you betray me?!”

“What have I done to deserve this?!”

“Do you think this was right?! I demand respect!”

Originally posted by jiyoongis

Suga

Some people date and become #RelationshipGoals, but between you and Yoongi, it was #CivilWar. Battle of the Brats: Petty vs. Savage. Yoongi loved to pick at you. As level-headed and wise as the boy seems to be, there were times where you questioned his maturity. As of lately, he’s been on a roll. Mocking the way you laughed, cheeky jabs and slick comments, talking back to you with just as extra dash of sass - it appears that Yoongi has forgotten he isn’t the only petty one in this relationship. Today he had a day off and promised to go out with you just to get some ice cream together. What he doesn’t know is that you’ve prepared a couple days ahead a little something to get back at him for all his latest antics. He rang the doorbell and called out your name from outside. You nonchalantly open the door and greet him, smoothing out the t-shirt you wore with an embarrassing selca of him printed right in the middle. He froze, staring at your shirt with mild disbelief,

“So wait… you’re wearing that out?”

“Yeah. What you don’t like it?”

“I mean well… can you not wear it out?”

“Can you never wear it?”

Originally posted by kim-taehyungieee

Hoseok

Hobi is a great boyfriend, you weren’t complaining. He treated you well, and showered you with compliments, love and affection. The one thing that you just couldn’t stand about your boyfriend was how much he loved to show the boys all the ugly selfies you sent him through snapchat. The whole purpose of you sending it to him was for it to be seen by only him! If you wanted the boys to see, you would’ve damn well done it yourself! It’s not like you showed all your friends ugly selfies of him he sent you! But at the rate Hoseok was going, it was about time you had your fun too. The second J-Hope sent you an ugly snapchat selfie, you screenshot the sucker, and ordered a customized t-shirt with the selca on it with big black letters on top that said, “My Hope”. You wasted no time when it finally had been delivered. You ripped the package open, slipped the t-shirt on, and took a selfie in it - and made sure you looked damn cute, too. Within the next 5 minutes, Hobi had spammed your SNS and Text Messages with Laughing and Crying Emojis.

“[y/n]~! What is this?!”

“I look so awful in that! Did you wear it out?!”

“You’re awful, jagi!”

Originally posted by jhope-ah

Namjoon

This is revenge. Absolutely justified, of course. You let Namjoon scroll through your playlist on your Spotify, and - not surprisingly - the kid slipped up and forgot gravity existed. He dropped your phone, and the screen shattered. You watched your cell fly through the air, land on the concrete sidewalk, and skid a few feet more in slow motion. And your boyfriend just watched it with horror on his face. As much as he apologized for it between nervous laughter, you still haven’t found it in your heart to forgive him. Why? Well, because this was his third time breaking your phone’s screen. On that day you told him to remember these words: “Karma is a bitch”. Today, he can call you Karma. Jin was making the boys one of your favorite dishes, and knowing this, Namjoon invited you over to the dorms to eat some. This was the perfect moment. You knocked on the door three times, and shuffled on your feet impatient for him to open the door and see you. It was Jungkook who had welcomed you, staring down at the t-shirt and instantly drawing attention to you with how loudly he laughed. The boys hurried over confused, Namjoon taking the lead. It took a few seconds for him to finally process that it was him on your shirt, and to that he couldn’t help but laugh himself

“Why, [y/n]?! Why?!”

“Remember when you broke my phone, asshole?”

“Ugh… why are you so petty?”

“I already bought you a new one!”

Originally posted by rapfluff

Jimin

ChimChim was so fluffy it hurts. His smiling eyes were cute, his laugh was cute, the way he combed his hair back with his fingers was cute, even when he got flustered and fell weak to nervous giggles was cute! You simply couldn’t help how much you wanted to show off how precious your boyfriend was. It was only natural for one to do so, right? You saw somewhere on twitter a picture of a couple wearing each other’s selfies on a shirt and took inspiration from it. It was a great idea, but you wanted something a little more… personalized. Something that’ll express to the world how much you really loved your Jiminie. Searching deep within the depths of selcas and pictures of your boyfriend in your camera roll, you finally found the perfect one. Even when Jimin made ugly faces, he was cute! You got the shirt customized, printed, and shipped within a matter of 3 days flat, and was quick to put it on and hurry to the boy’s dorms to show off the shirt. Jimin opened the door, already excited to see you through the peep hole. Once he got a glimpse of your shirt, his cheeks grew hot, and as expected, your ChimChim began to laugh out of absolute embarrassment.

“You had to pick that picture?”

“Did you come here just to bully me, Jagi?”

“I shouldn’t even let you in!”

Originally posted by harunyany

Taehyung

Truth be told, the relationship between you and TaeTae was quite simply shits and giggles. Of course there came serious moments, but it was silly, goofy, childish ones that always stuck out the most. Before Tae had gone off on tour, as the tradition goes, the two of you came up with ways and items to keep each other close despite the distance. Your boyfriend had gotten a blown up print of a snapchat pic you sent him using a silly filter and making a just as silly face. He told you he planned on carrying that poster with him whereever he went, and framing it when he got back to the Seoul Dorms. Hearing that, you decided to make use of the handful of crazy selcas Tae had sent you himself. You printed out the best one on a t-shirt, and took a picture of yourself wearing it. Seeing the picture put a big boxy grin on his face.

“Ahh! Jagiyaah~! That’s better than my poster!”

“I want the t-shirt too!”

“Absolutely not! You wear an ugly picture of me on your shirt and pictures of you wearing it will spread on the fansites so fa -”

“No, no, [y/n], I want to wear a t-shirt with myself on it.”

Originally posted by jeonthegreat

Jungkook

The problem with Jungkook is he talks too much. The two of you facetime late nights while he’s abroad during tour. You tell each other how much you love and miss one another, and end the call bittersweet. Sometimes, he makes silly recommendations on how to get by the day with him away. It’s expected that not all of his recommendations are too great, but every once in a while, he proves himself more genius than he gives himself credit for. One night you had told him, “Jungkookie, I miss your ugly face.” and he’d say in response, “if you print it on a shirt, every time you walk past a mirror you’ll see it.” Brilliant right? Guess he hadn’t taken into consideration the depths of how truly iconic the idea was. The next day, you had went out and done exactly that, sporting his face on your shirt for days. He called you one night during facetime as you were wearing it. To say the least, he was quite shook.

“… what’s on your shirt?”

“It’s you!”

“Okay but… but why?”

“It was your idea…?”

“I wasn’t being serious!”

“Did you wear it out? No - actually, don’t wear it out.”

“[y/n] DON’T WEAR IT OUTSIDE.”

Originally posted by yourpinkpill

170723 Super Junior D&E Hello Again Fanmeet [FULL]

[Dalnimi]

D&E’s moms, Donghwa, Yesung, Kyuhyun, and MC Leeteuk attended.Kyuhyun had told leeteuk he’d come to every thing the members did. 

[kerishee4415]

[kjj_1994_jj]

Opening VCR showed Still you cuts, getting #1, enlisting, and Donghae and Eunhyuk’s hug during discharge. Words: we’ve missed you. ©

[___younghae]

EH: I have an apologetic heart to everyone here, let’s not break apart again, let’s only walk the flower path now.

DH: I’m sorry for making you lonely for 2 years, I will work hard to show a good image in activities from now on. 

They saluted to Leeteuk.

[DirtyPop1938]

DH: It was really nice today, LT and YS hyung came today too, I’m really happy.

Eunhyuk showed a vacation pic of eating with his unit.
DH: Didn’t you make plans to eat with me? And you went to see others?? ©

Eunhyuk talked about the Super Junior dorm situation: After living in the same dorm for so long, now we’re in out thirties, we said “let’s have a go at being independent!” But we couldn’t go too far from each other so we are all living in different houses in the same area/apartment, we eat pizza together and go on walks together too, we went to find Heechul too but Kim Heechul didn’t open the door (I don’t know if he was home or not). © 

Eunhyuk confused the old SJ dorm and the new dorm. When he was in the army, SJ moved out of the old dorm so it was empty. Hyuk didn’t realize that when he went there. He thought at least kyuhyun was inside so he kept trying to press in the password and pressing the door bell, making funny faces in the inter-phone camera for minutes. Then he asked in SJ’s group chat and the manager asked if he went to the old dorm where they moved out. ©

[小帕Ana] 

Eunhyuk asked Donghae to find him in a picture of him with all his army staff in uniform and Donghae walked to the screen and pointed at a lady wearing a dress. Eunhyuk replied, “I wore a dress? Good job.” © 

Eunhyuk looked around at fans who all have long hair.
EH: We made a promise? Do you remember? How did your hair grow so fast?

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Five Years Of Christmas

Title: Five Years Of Chirstmas (Mechanic!Dean AU)

Summary: 25th December 2013. Dean isn’t looking for love. In fact, he’s doing his best to steer as clear from it as possible. And then he meets her. The girl that shows up at his brother’s party only to turn his entire world upside down and makes him believe in the magic of Christmas again. So, he falls for her, falls so quickly that no one in the room even hears the sound. And that is the beginning of their story.

Author: deanssweetheart23

Characters: Dean Winchester x reader, Sam Winchester, Eileen Leahy (mentioned), Autumn Brae Winchester (OFC), Benny Laffite, Lisa Braeden (mentioned)

Word count: 8129 (it’s a monster fic, I know, but it’s worth it)

Warnings: Fluff. Angst. Some language. Implied smut. Death of parents, references to loss, grief and infedility (not Dean associated). Domestic Dean Bean (yes, totally a warning)

Author’s Notes: This is my submission for @d-s-winchester‘s 12 Days of Christmas Challenge. Ashley, thank you so, so much for letting me participate and being so kind and understanding when I asked for an extension. I hope this was worth the wait.

Also, special thank you to my amazing friend slash sunflower @trexrambling because she beta’d this entire thing and helped me figure out how to make this story better and more beautiful. This would have never been posted without her.

My prompt for this was Baby, It’s Cold Outside by Michael Bublé and Idina Menzel (I love it btw) and it’s been used both as an inspiration and a key for the plot of this fic.

Thank you all so much for sticking with me and Merry Christmas! <3


Wednesday, 25 December, 2013

Arkansas Street, Lawrence

Dean knows she’s trouble the first time he sees her.

He’s leaning against one of the bookshelves in his brother’s living room, tiny snowflakes still sprinkled across his hair, and even though there are so many things he could have noticed, the fresh evergreen branches and the printed patterned ribbons and a Christmas tree with plaid garments, she’s the first thing that catches his attention.

He finds her dancing on top of a sofa, one of her hands reaching up towards the ceiling while the other holds a mustache stick close to her upper lip, and God, she’s singing, she’s actually singing Michael Bublé’s part in Baby, It’s Cold Outside while his little niece is sitting on the floor, just a couple of feet away, giggling and clapping her hands giddily.

And though there are reindeer antlers on her head and her tiny feet are engulfed in a ridiculous pair of red and green fuzzy socks and she probably looks like a mess in that oversized Christmas sweater of hers, Dean’s sure he’s never seen anything more radiant in his life.

It’s there, in the way she moves and laughs and sings so completely out of tune, in the way her eyes shine, alive with a warmth Dean has never seen in a stranger’s eyes before, in the way she just lives in the moment, and everything else around her ceases to exist.

He’s smitten.

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My Frat Boy - Theo Raeken Imagine

A/N: I saw the photo on the right on my feed and noticed it look similar to Cody’s pic on the left so I made this lol enjoy x

Warnings: SMUT,FLUFF,Swearing,unprotected sex (wrap it up guys),m+f oral

Originally posted by msreginay

It was currently half past 1 in the morning I was trying to make my way through the sweaty bodies rubbing against each other and the bright lights. The music was blasting and I need more alcohol, I finally reached the kitchen refilling my red solo cup with more vodka. I lost my best friend sometime around 11;30 and 12 haven’t heard from her since but whatever I’m having a great time I said sarcastically like honestly I’m not this party sucks. 

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Burnouts, Booze, and Babes

Originally posted by butaer

Summary: Taehyung and Jeongguk are just two small town best friends, getting drunk too often and making big plans they’ll probably never achieve. Taehyung takes it upon himself to teach Jeongguk all of the proper ways to have sex, and Jeongguk swears he’s just hanging around because Taehyung’s good in bed. Who would have thought these small town losers, who used to smoke behind the school, would become jewelers at the biggest department store in Seoul. [Pre Givenchy & Gold]
Pairing: Jeongguk x Taehyung
Word Count: 32.850
Rating: M
Warnings: too much sex, too many kinks, mentions of drug use, Taehyung calling Jeongguk so many nasty things, two bros chilling 5ft apart in a hot tub (“swear I’m not gay”), switching, uhhhh daddy kink
A/N: @blueagust and I have basically spent the last couple weeks screaming at each other about Taehyung and Jeongguk’s history from her story Givenchy&Gold, and with the little restraint I have, this happened. Lou, this is an absolute mess and I probably destroyed your entire fic timeline, but happy early Kwanza or some shit (which is totally an excuse Tae gives when he’s buying Jeon another pair of earrings.) This is not good enough for you but I hope you like it anyway!!

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anonymous asked:

Oh Are request open again!? If they are could I request RFA+V and Unkown on how they would react to MC in a Bikini while they are at the beach. Seriously love your writing!

Aw thank you ^-^. And yes requests are open! I wrote this with the idea in mind that the RFA is having a nice day at the beach. Just as a note, I went about this differently than I usually would. I pretty much wrote it the same except for V and Unknown where they’re not together just have the feels for each other.


Yoosung

  • it was the first time in a while since Yoosung went to the beach!
  • and he was not only glad he could go with the RFA, but you as well
    • he even brought a blanket to lay on with you
    • and lunch for just you two
    • and one for Seven because he asked
  • while you were changing into your bathing suit, Yoosung was with Seven out in the ocean looking for seashells
  • it was a few minutes when you had came out seeing your nugget preoccupied with finding shells on the shore
  • Zen was the first to notice you and your red bikini with white polka dots and frills
    • ☆⌒(≧▽ ° )
  • so you talk to him for a bit
  • then you suddenly feel an arm around your shoulder
  • and Yoosung is just giving Zen this look like hahaha stop looking at her or I’ll pluck out those pretty eyes of yours (⊙ ‿ ⊙)
  • when Zen backs off and leaves you two alone
  • Yoosung is proud of himself for a second but IMMEDIATELY takes his arm off of you 
  • when you look at him all confused his face is red as a tomato
  • “I-I’m sorry MC for touching you! I-I di-didn’t realize it until after he left. You just–”
  • boy is a big bag of sweetness
  • precious bean
  • after managing to calm down a bit he just holds your hand and silently gives you compliments
  • when no one was looking he kisses your shoulder  (°ㅂ°* )

Jaehee

  • this gelato had a lot of work to do before the trip so she planned everything out
  • both of you didn’t have anytime changing before hand so you decided to change at the beach
  • she didn’t get a chance to see the swimsuit you packed
    • even though she wanted to see it ;^;
  • once Jaehee was done changing, she came out of the bathroom in a blue and white long sleeve and blue shorts
    • she preferred more modest swimwear
  • you were having difficulties getting yours on and insisted you would be fine
  • so she waited outside for you because she is sweet and amazing Jaehee
  • to pass the time she was on her phone to answer a few messages from the rest of the RFA
  • “Alright, how do I look?”
  • Jaehee looks away from her phone and sees you in her high-waisted black shorts and red top
  • w(°o°)w
  • it kind of startled her a bit, almost dropped her phone
  • “You look cute.”
  • (ノ*°▽°*) you just got butterflies in your stomach when she said that
  • the rest of the day you can’t stop smiling and she can’t stop smiling when she looks at you

Zen

  • when you heard you were going on a beach trip you were all hype
  • the only exception was your swimwear
  • unfortunately, you ruined your favorite bikini bottom with the sunflowers on it after your period came early that month
  • now you were shopping for a new bikini 
    • that marshmallow wanted to help you but you were insistent it would be a surprise ( ಠ ͜ʖ ಠ)
  • then came the day of the trip
  • he didn’t get to see it the morning you two left because you slipped on a hoodie and shorts
  • after getting there, setting up your blanket and parasol (because Zen’s precious porcelain skin must be protected at all costs)
  • you finally took off your hoodie and shorts when got too hot
  • and holy shit Zen couldn’t take his eyes off of the orange wrap bikini you wore
    • thAT’S SOME GOOD SHIT RIGHT THERE
    • THE BEAST IS UNLEASHED
  • you kept teasing him the more you caught him staring at you
    • obviously not ashamed to flirt with you in front of the RFA
  • he gets conflicted because he wants everyone to see you and be amazed by your beauty and majesty
    • but at the same time he doesn’t want anyone to look at you because you’re HIS boo
  • gets testy when he sees anyone even GLANCE towards you
    • dogs Jumin no matter what
    • Z: “Stop looking at her you beast!”
    • J: “I’m not even looking at her, I’m reading this book.”
    • “That’s what they ALL SAY!”

Jumin

  • this donut was looking for swimwear for you the instant an RFA beach trip was planned
  • but you were insistent you had one and it was your favorite
  • “Do I get to see it?”
  • “Of course…later.” 
  • ( ಠ ͜ʖ ಠ) you cheeky thing you
  • unfortunately, when you went to go pull it out you forgot the last time at the beach when the strap broke and your boob almost popped out
  • so you decided to go for your backup swimsuit
    • over it, you wore a zip up jacket with some shorts
  • Jumin has asked about it in the car again
  • and at that point, you were getting a little anxious being in your swimsuit so you just smiled and hoped for the best
  • you stayed in your jacket and shorts for a while, even though it was getting hot
  • you reached your breaking point and when the donut left to go to the bathroom you took off your jacket and shorts and hot damn did that feel better
  • he approached you but froze when he saw you in your black one piece with cat face on it
    • and it was strapless!!! where’s all the support go!?
  • when you see he’s there you just get embarrassed and all red
  • But he just sat next to you with a smile and said “It was worth the wait”
  • (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄) oh boy it got hotter in here
  • if anyone even looks your way, he just shoots them this death glare
  • this donut just hangs around you the rest of the day looking at you so adoringly ^^

707

  • this jellybean knew what you were going to wear because both of you chose matching swimsuits
    • sky blue with pink flamingos on it ^^
    • perfect for the oddballs you two are
  • it was practically all you two talked about on the messenger
  • Saeren had to mute his damn phone
  • when you two got there he was sure floored by how stunning you looked in it
    • wooooooooooo~
  • would put his hand or arm on you any chance he got
    • “Oh no MC you have some sand on your shoulder, let me get that for you”
  • while you were sitting in the sand chatting with Yoosung and Jaehee, he was trying to toss sea shells into your top
    • and after much trial and error, he managed to get one in
    • you were annoyed at first but damn he got it straight in there, you had to give him credit for that
  • he didn’t really care that much when other guys were looking at you
  • because he knew he was your number one everything 
  • but let’s not talk about that
  • let’s talk about how you reacted when you saw Seven because it was the first time you saw him shirtless and YOU were floored with how ripped he was
  • he eats like 20 bags HB chips a day, where does it all go???

V 

  • a great way to spend your day was with the people you care about at a beach
  • besides, SOMEONE had to take the pictures
  • not everyone was there yet ;-;
  • you had informed the chat that you were going to be running a bit late
    • he was just a bit disappointed but he’s a sweetheart and understands that you’re human and has a schedule of your own
  • either way, V was taking pics of the RFA enjoying their time or just stills of the ocean or the sky
  • you finally arrived at the beach
    • finding a guy with ice blue hair was easy to spot
  • but he looked kind of busy taking a picture so you quietly approached and sat down on the blanket next to him
  • after he took a picture he heard you ask what he was taking a picture of
  • he got spook a bit 
  • but when he looked your way he could see through his good eye your high-waisted royal blue bikini with images of white flowers and lace accents
    • (//ω//)
  • this sweetheart tries to play it cool and chat with you
  • but you can see he has a light blush across his cheeks
    • from the heat or the conversation???
  • doesn’t want to be creepy so he makes sure to only take pictures of you if you were with one or more people
  • after hanging out in the ocean, you went back to V’s blanket where you took a nap
  • didn’t realize he had a crush on you until you were laying there beside him ^^

Unknown 

  • doesn’t want to go to the stupid RFA beach thing
    • would rather be at home napping
  • but when he hears you’re going, he SUDDENLY has a change of heart
    • S: “The beach is stupid. Why would I go just to see my skin burn to a crisp?”
    • 7: “There’s going to be ice cream!”
    • “I can have ice cream here.”
    • “MC is going to be there ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)”
    • “…do you have an extra pair of swim trunks…?”
  • ice cream AND you???
  • that sounds like a dream!
  • when the twins show up at the beach, the RFA greets him
  • why do you got to be all cute in your pink floral dress???
    • why are you even wearing a dress to a damn beach???
  • he tries to be normal by hanging in the ocean or looking for seashells with Yoosung and Seven
  • he gets tired and sits down under the umbrella with you
  • eventually you bring him back ice cream
  • while you two were enjoying your treats, he notices some ice cream got on your dress!
  • when he points it out you just kind of shrugged it off 
    • luckily you had your bathing suit underneath
  • you ask him to hold onto your ice cream then you start to take off your dress!!!
    • gumdrop is screaming internally
    • w-what is she doing omg  (* ゚ ii ゚ )
  • doesn’t calm down when now all you’re wearing is your peach bikini top and shorts
  • you take your ice cream back and continue to eat it
  • boy is having an existential crisis holy shit
    • meanwhile you were screaming inside because you never expected to do something so bold
  • you’re killing this gumdrop slowly
  • finally he kind of just mutters, “Y-you look pretty…”
  • no chance you didn’t hear that perfectly so you just say, “Thanks…you look cute today”
  • omg this got out of hand but both of you were just blushing beans the rest of the day
his name was freddie

lets talk about him

(ill answer more questions abt him later on but this is it for now!!)

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Cabin//pt. 4

(The outfit in this takes place in this part and this is the only pic that I actually found that is more on the high quality end)

Genre: Fluff, Smut, friend!au

Warning: Graphic smut. I mean it’s a smut buddy, what do ya expect?

Authors Note: AHHHH!!!! IM SORRY THIS IS COMING OUT SO LATEE. Tumblr had deleted this entire post so I had to rewrite the whole thing and it was the most frustrating thing I’ve ever done. SMUT. So we’ve finally arrived in nasty town, eh? I am so proud of this chapter because I feel like I really love the balance of cuteness and sexy time, and this is completely my version of romance, I think this kind of stuff is more romantic and cute than like a fancy dinner ya know? Ha ha anyway, thank you for understanding that I’m a full time student and sometimes it’s really hard for me to write. Thank you guys for being so patient ENJOY, CABIN PART 4.

Pt: 1 // 2 // 3 // 4

“Yeah yeah Mom don’t worry, he’s gotten a lot friendlier.”
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Your mom had decided to spend the rest of the day around the cabin so she could drive back to the lodge at around 7:30.

Baekhyun woke up from his “nap” about an hour after your mom got to the cabin. Turns out he had actually fallen asleep and walked out into the living room where you and your mom were sitting with bed hair and the sexiest raspy voice you’ve ever heard in your entire goddamn life.

You all just laid around the whole day, skipping through Netflix and going back to reading Fahrenheit 451 while also trying to stay as far away from Baekhyun as you could so you wouldn’t be tempted while your mom was here.


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“Well everything looks good here.” Your mom says while giving you a hug, “I’ll be back on Friday okay?”

You hug her back, “We’ll be okay, go have fun at the retreat.”

She gives you a kiss on your forehead, “Okay sweetie, you be good.” She looks up and waves to Baekhyun who is currently on the couch shoving a handful of goldfish into his mouth, “bye Baekhyun.” He gives her a smile and a wave back before she’s out the door and you can see the headlight of her car driving down the street.

Now it’s just you and Baekhyun alone. Again.

You hear his deep chuckle behind you, “well that was close.”

You turn around and laugh too, “I know, if she had come back two minutes before.” You make your way to the couch and sit, sprawling your legs across Baekhyun’s lap while he takes in another handful of goldfish.

“Did she suspect anything?” His hand lays on your knee, sending a chill throughout your body.

“Not even a little bit, when she got here she thought we still hated each other.” You reach over to take some goldfish for yourself.


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As you open your eyes you see Baekhyun looking down at you with a sleepish grin.

You take a sharp inhale in and close your eyes for a loud yawn, “good morning.”

Baekhyun returns your ‘good morning’ and unwraps his limbs from around you to stretch.

You two had spent the rest of the evening watching the Avengers until about 1:30am when you decided it was time to sleep. You nestled yourself into Baekhyun’s chest, and just when you were about to fall asleep you felt his lips graze yours. When you looked at him he just had a smile on his face and reached down to plant a warm kiss onto your lips. “Goodnight.”

“What do you want for breakfast?” you asked through another deep yawn.

He runs a hand through his messy hair, “I don’t know, what sounds good?”

“Mmmm, bacon sounds good.” [pun intended]

“Agreed, aaaaaaaannnd… pancakes?” He gives you puppy dog eyes

You smile, “yes and pancakes, would you like to make them?”

He smiles and jumps up from the bed, racing to the kitchen to bless your taste buds with his pancakes.

After brushing your teeth, you enter the kitchen to hear Junk Of the Heart by the Kooks blasting through the kitchen, Baekhyun at the stove happily dancing and singing along. You really weren’t lying when you were sleep talking yesterday, his voice is so lovely.


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“What do you want to do today?” You ask, shoveling the last piece of pancake into your mouth.

Baekhyun smiles, also cleaning his plate. “We can go exploring today? You know, go find a cool tree, maybe some cool rocks.” He giggles before rising from the table to put his dish in the sink.

“You know, I think that’s a wonderful idea. I need a couple new cool rocks.”

He looks at the clock on the stove, “Well it’s 8:30, do you wanna go at 9:00?”

You nod and stand, discarding your plate in the sink so you could go get ready.

You take a nice shower and dry off, Baekhyun stepping into the shower just after you.

You decide to wear a pink summer dress that goes down to your knees with little buttons down the front, taking a white scarf to tie around your head as a headband before pairing it with white vans

“You ready?”

You turn around to see Baekhyun wearing a red plaid shirt with suspenders, black skinny jeans and a black top hat that matches his dark locks perfectly.

“Yeah, um,” You go and pick up your yellow Fjallraven Kanken backpack, “What should we bring? Like snacks? Maybe a weapon of some sort?” You walk over to the small window seat where your books are displayed, picking up               Harry Potter and The Goblet of Fire for yourself.

“My Dad left me a pocket knife,” he walks over to his suitcase and pulls a small black knife out of the front pocket, flipping the knife out to show you, “and there’s a hammer in the tool box that you could put in your bag?” He flips the knife back in and tucks it in his back pocket for safe keeping.

You nod and walk down the hallway, Baekhyun following behind you. You turn into the kitchen, “You go get the hammer and I’ll pack us some snacks.”

You rummage through the cabinets; your mom had gone grocery shopping while she was here, thank god. You put various snacks in little plastic baggies, along with a couple waters and some bottles of lemonade you found in the back of the fridge.

Baekhyun reappears with a small hammer, “OH oh! Pack me some animal crackers will ya?” He hands you the hammer to put into your backpack.

“Already did,” you laugh “You ready?”

“Yep.”

You shove one last apple and your speaker in your bag and head out the door.
You stop once you’re outside, “Which way? We could go into the forest, or around the lake?” You point in each direction for emphasis.

“We’ve explored around the lake a million times, lets go in there.” Baekhyun starts heading into the sea of trees, you following close behind

You two walk for about twenty minutes, mentally marking trees and other things so you could easily find your way back. The forest floor was littered with orange and yellow autumn leaves, crunching beneath your feet as you and Baekhyun were talking about the beauty of it all.

“Look at that tree.” Baekhyun says, pointing to a lone oak tree just off the trail. “Do you wanna go hang out on it?” He’s already walking towards it.

The tree was beautiful. The leaves were all a mixture of yellows and oranges, it’s branches hanging both low and high. The tree looked older than anyone could count.

You climbed up the tree by its branches, taking a seat about 9ft in the air, Baekhyun sitting on a branch a little higher and to the left. You reach into your bag and take out a bag of animal crackers, reaching up to hand them to Baekhyun. He gives you a small thanks and you pull out your Harry Potter book and start to read silently to yourself, enjoying the sounds of the forest.

“What are you reading?” Baekhyun smiles down at you from his branch.

You look up, “Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire.” You reach into your backpack, which was now hanging from a separate branch, and pull out your speaker.

“Ah, gimme.” Baekhyun reaches down as your hand him the speaker. He takes his phone from his back pocket and connects it. Soon you hear Treehouse by Conan Gray start playing lightly, “read to me young grasshopper, fill my ears with this Harry Potter you speak of.” He tries his best to imitate an old man voice and you giggle. You pick up your book and start reading aloud only stopping to answer Baekhyun’s questions and comments [‘Wait what how old is he?’, ‘Well what the hell does he expect if he’s the chosen one’, ‘I don’t like that guy Cedric, he kind of seems like an ass’, ‘Wait wait wait, she just said he’s 12, I thought he was 14?’, etc.] You had read to him for a while, not even knowing or caring what time it was, both of you just laughing and making fun of things and coming up with various scenarios if you two had gone to Hogwarts.  He laughs, “Jongin and Sehun would totally be the twins. Oh! oh and Chanyeol is Ron, I’m Harry and you’re Hermione.” You laugh about how enthusiastic he’s become about Harry Potter. “I think Kyungsoo would be Draco, and Junmyeon would be Dumbledore.” he continues, still laughing at himself. You grab the apple you packed in your bag and take a bite. I Know a Place also by Conan Gray is playing softly in the background of you two talking.

You keep reading for a while, both occasionally taking swigs from your bottles of lemonade and taking a bite from your apple as Baekhyun peels an orange. You stopped reading when Harry Style’s Sweet Creature started playing on the speaker. With legs crossed and backs resting up against the tree, both closed your eyes and hummed to the tune of the song. 

“This has become one of my favorite places so fast.” You hear Baekhyun say.

You open your eyes and look up at him, “me too. I could sit here for forever.”

You sit in silence as the rest of the song passes, still staying quiet as            
What a Wonderful World X Can’t Help Falling in Love with You by Renee Dominique passes as well; just taking in the sweet smell and scenery of the forest from both of your branches. Looking up, you can see a pool of tree tops and the clouds slowly pass you by.

“It’s 1:30pm already.” Baekhyun announces.

You look at him, shocked. “What? Already?”

“Should we go back to the cabin? Or do you want to explore some more?” He asks, climbing down the tree branch by branch.

You contemplate, “It’s up to you. I mean we could go back to the cabin to make lunch?”

“That sounds nice.” He brushes off the back of his jeans.

You take your backpack and put it your book and bottle of lemonade in it before putting it on. You climb down the tree, Baekhyun grabbing your waist to lift you down when you come into his reach.

“I love this tree.” You say while brushing off your dress.

“Me too, I hope we can find it again.” He looks at the tree with such adoration.

You take off your backpack and unzip it, “I have an idea.” Taking out the hammer, you wedge the flat end into part of the tree, stripping it of the bark. It takes a minute, but soon there’s a patch of bare wood in front of you. “Give me the knife.” Baekhyun reaches into his back pocket and hands it to you, flipping the blade out so you could carve into the tree.

[The first initial of your name]’s And B’s Cool Tree.

You step back, satisfied. Baekhyun takes the knife from your hand. You see him carve something below both of your initials, seeing when he steps back that he had carved the Deathly Hallows. “There, perfect.” He whispers under his breath. You stand admiring it for a while before reaching to untie the scarf from around your head, wrapping it around one of the low hanging branches and tying it into a knot. You smile “There. Now it’s perfect.”

You make your way back to the cabin, shoulder to shoulder with Baekhyun the entire way, laughing and talking about random things.

You walk into the cabin, setting your bag down on one of stools to the kitchen island. “What should we eat for lunch?” You open the fridge contemplating.

“Y/n.” Baekhyun says behind you.

You turn around and gasp at how close he is to you. He steps forward, his chest pressing up against yours. He cups your face and brings his lips down to yours as you place your hands on his chest. His lips tasted like lemonade and you wanted more. He placed his hands at your hips and licked your bottom lip, deepening the kiss. You welcomed him into your mouth, his tongue tasting even more like lemonade. He backed you up till you were against the fridge, your hands threading through his hair. The kiss began to get heated quickly. He tapped your thigh as a sign to jump up and wrap your legs around his waist. He presses into you, grinding and leaving open mouthed kisses down your jaw.

“Baekhyun” you moan, feeling him getting harder and harder. “Bedroom.”

He starts to carry you down the hallway until you reached your shared room, setting you down on the bed. His lips suck on the sweet spot below your ear, your breath hitching in your throat. You tug town his suspenders and untuck his shirt, undoing the buttons with excited hands. You push his shirt off, your hands immediately roam his toned body, biting your lip. Baekhyun’s hands start unzipping your dress in the back. You stand, the dress pooling at your feet. The dress had built in cups so you had decided earlier to not wear a bra, Baekhyun’s eyes scanning your bare chest. “Shit.” He whispers to himself before pulling you to him, his lips on your collarbone. His lips travel lower, taking your left nipple into his mouth, sucking and moving his tongue in circles before taking the other into his mouth and doing the same.

“Baek.” You arch into him and he pushes you back until you’re laying on the bed.

You start to scoot upwards Baekhyun climbing up your body, spreading your legs to let him in between as he attacks your lips with his.

You reach down to unbutton his jeans, pushing them down his legs before he sits up and removes them all the way, throwing them somewhere in the room. You palm his length through his boxers, feeling him groan into mouth. His fingers start playing with the hem of your panties to ask permission, you lift your hips to give him access. He discards them and running his hands up and down the inside of your thighs. A long finger starts to trail up and down your core, feeling how wet you are.

“Are you sure?” He looks into your eyes.

You nod, “Baekhyun please,” You grip him harder. He sighs and closes his eyes at the pleasure. Letting you finally pull his boxers down, revealing his cock that you had gloriously seen a couple days ago.

You run your thumb over the tip, spreading his precum as enters a finger into you, making you gasp followed by a breathy moan.

You wrap your hand around him, pumping him at the same slow pace before he adds another finger, his thumb circling your clit. “God. Baekhyun.” You throw your head back, closing your eyes.

“Fuck baby.” He groans into your neck, beginning to slowly thrust into your hand.

You push his hand away from you so you could grind on his cock, “Baekhyun please.“ 

That’s when he finally positions himself at your entrance, his tip trailing up and down you, spreading your wetness onto him.

He guides his tip into you, “Fuck you’re so fucking tight.” He hisses, bringing his lips down to yours. You close your eyes at the stretch. “Wait fuck. You aren’t a virgin are you?” He looks at you in panic.

You smile at his wide-eyed expression, “No, this is my third.” you say while you run your hands up and down his arms, feeling how they flex under your touch.

He nods and kisses you again, stopping before entering you inch by inch. Once he’s fully in he pauses kisses your forehead, “Tell me when okay?” You wait a couple seconds before lifting your hips up to signal him to move.

He pulls almost all the way out before sinking back into you slowly. He does this a couple more times, each time becoming more and more pleasurable.

You place one hand on his shoulder, the other in his dark hair. “Faster.” He slowly picks up his speed, thrusting into you until you become a moaning mess.

He lifts your left leg and wraps it around his waist, hitting you deeper than you could ever imagine. “FUCK BAEKHYUN RIGHT THERE” You scream, digging your nails into his shoulders as he brings you to total ecstasy. Sweat and sex filling the room.

“You’re so fucking wet.” Baekhyun moans, his eyes shut tight. He opens his eyes and looks down between your two bodies, shamelessly watching himself leave and enter you in a fast pace, reaching down to rub circles into your clit, drawing gasps from your aching throat.

“I-I fuck, Baek I’m gonna,” You breathed out. He rubbed your clit harder, angling his hips to meet your spot perfectly. You scream his name as your high washes over you, his lips sucking at your neck, all while continuing his ministrations.

As you come down from your orgasm, Baekhyun sits back into a sitting position, lifting you into his lap, “Are you okay baby? Can you keep going?” His voice is deep and raspy, sending tingles straight down to your center.You kiss his neck and nod, guiding him back into you.

You start to bounce on his lap, his hands wrapped around your waist to lift you up and down, your own hooked around his neck. His head is thrown back, mouth slightly parted, letting out the most gorgeous groans and small moans as you bounce on top of him. You feel your head spinning when he starts to thrust upwards into you at a fast pace.

The only sound in the room is the sound of skin on skin and loud moans; both bodies glowing in a sheet of sweat and pure bliss.

His fingers dig into your sides, “Fuck- baby- I don’t have- a condom on.” Moaning and sighing in between each word.

“It’s okay I’m.. I’m on birthco… birth control.” You choke out, reassuringly looking him in the eyes.

“Baekhyun I’m gonna cum again.” You whine, pulling his hair.

“Cum.” He demands, thrusting into you even harder

You throw your head back and cum for the second time, your body dropping into him, legs shaking. Holding you up by the waist, his eyebrows furrow with concentration, thrusts becoming sloppy and moans more high pitched.

He thrusts a few more times, his face buried into your neck; a mixture of moans and your name leave his lips as he cums.

Baekhyun lays back, pulling you with him. “Shit.” he says, breathless.

“Shit.” You retaliate, equally as breathless. You roll off of him so you’re laying next to him.

“Are you okay?” His arms wrap around you.

You laugh, “I’m more than okay right now.”

“Good,” he laughs back. “Me too. Come on, lets go shower.” He picks you up bridal style and carries you into the bathroom.

Once you two are in the shower, you wet your hair and reach for the shampoo bottle. Baekhyun slaps your hand away. “I wanna wash your hair.” HIs smile bright. 

They really weren’t lying when they said the after sex glow is a thing, Baekhyun is radiating.

He pours a puddle of shampoo onto your head and uses his long fingers to massage it into your hair. You close your eyes at the feeling.

“So,” He says, fingers still massaging your head. “What house do you think you’d be in if you were at Hogwarts?”

You chuckle at his spontaneous question. “Gryffindor.”

“Hmm why?” He tilts your head back so the water can run through your hair.

“Every quiz I’ve ever taken has always said I would be in Gryffindor, and I feel more connected to that house than the rest.” You grab his shoulders, almost losing your balance. “What about you?”

“Me too. And I’m Harry Potter remember, so I’d be in Gryffindor anyway.” He spreads a glob of conditioner over your head.

“You dork.”


You sit on one of the kitchen island stools, wet hair dripping down your back as you wait for Baekhyun to make you both Spaghettios. You watch as he empties both cans into two bowls and puts one in the microwave, doing the same with the other.

“So..” He turns around to face you, “Are you really in love with me?”

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A/N: WOW WOW WOW. Thank you for reading! Don’t forget to leave requests, comments, your critique, etc., In my ask box/submission box ❤

Stay tuned for pt. 5, the Spice Train has only just left the station and there’s a long track ahead of it ;).

Phil’s Secret Album

Characters: Dan Howell, Phil Lester, Phan.

Summary: Phil has a secret album on his phone that Dan’s not supposed to discover. Naturally, he does.

Word Count: 1428

Warnings: (Unexpected) smut, daddy kink, not established relationship

A/N: Go tell my beta they’re cute @lauraalla (I was gonna say awesome and I stopped in awe, which is just the way I feel when I look at them).

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Phil smiled softly as he stared at his phone, swiping through his gallery. He was waiting for Dan to be ready to go out, and having nothing to do, he’d started using his phone.

He was lucky that he had practice covering when he was looking at something inappropriate on tumblr, because he had to do exactly the same thing when Dan approached, happily shouting his readiness to the world.

“Let’s go, then”, Phil said, and smiled, and if Dan noticed something odd, his rambling about a tweet he had seen didn’t show it.

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chimchim as your bf;
  • first of all CUTE COUPLE ALERT!!!
  • he would literally compliment you every single day
  • sometimes he would stare at you with an angelic smile
  • and sometimes he would smirk at you, the dirty kind of smirk lol
  • SELFIES
  • ALL DAY EVERYDAY
  • but they’ll be pics for only you to see, sometimes cute, sometimes not so much ;)))
  • matching jewelry
  • it could be rings
  • necklaces
  • or bracelets
  • he’d love it because it’s discreet but still meaningful 
  • also when no one would watch, or when the both of you are alone
  • butt grabbing 
  • most definitely lol, joined by a smile/lip bite y’know
  • HAND HOLDING
  • during dates, during cuddles
  • heck even when you’re just in a taxi
  • lot of kisses 
  • cheek kisses
  • forehead kisses
  • but his ultimate fav would always be neck kisses
  • because it’s sensual and romantic
  • I think his fav pda would be hugs
  • he would basically hug you everywhere
  • when you’re alone at home, couch cuddles would be a must !
  • in front of a movie, his head on your thighs or the opposite
  • almost everytime you’d fall asleep
  • so he’d start playing with your hair and humming one of your fave song
  • for the dates
  • club dates ofc
  • you would have fun dancing and all
  • or just random walks in the city at night
  • or sitting by the han river to watch the beautiful scenary
  • AND TAKING AESTHETIC PICTURES OF EACH OTHER
  • “yah yah y/n don’t move this would be a perfect picture!”
  • and you would turn your head to him like “wut ?”
  • “WOW COME LOOK AT IT ! Dam I’m so good at taking pictures of you”
  • when he’d be on tour
  • it’d be hard for the both of you because you’d miss each other so damn much
  • he’d try to call or facetime you as much as he can
  • especially when he’s back to his hotel room, alone
  • he’d be all cheesy and romantic like
  • “I wish you were there with me Y/N, everything is so pretty you would love it”
  • “I saw a kitty today at rehearsals, it was so delicate, fluffy and cute it made me think of  you!”
  • I feel like he would like to bring you back a gift everytime he’s going overseas
  • NOW LETS GET DOWN TO BUSINESS
  • HOW WOULD HE BE IN THE BEDROOM YOU RE WONDERING
  • well lemme tell you
  • he’d have two COMPLETELY different sides
  • when he’d want to show you how much he cares about you
  • how much he loves you and cherish you
  • it’d be the slow, romantic filled with sweet nothings murmured in your ears kinda love making
  • then there will be when he’d be horny af
  • or so stressed
  • or even mad
  • and girl the sweet little angel will turn into a demon with beautiful hip thrust lmao
  • but whatever his mood was, there would always be after care
  • and cuddles 
  • he would also love it when you’d wander around the apartment wearing only one of his shirt
  • “You’re damn sexy when you wear my shirts baby love”
  • oh did I mentions you would have a lot of nicknames ?
  • because you would lol
  • all of this to say
  • that Jimin would be the caring type of boyfriend
  • that would love you and won’t be afraid to show you how much he does

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First Date (Part 1)

Author’s Note: Don’t be fooled, this is not a fluffy pic. It’s angsty. I got really into this request, so now it’s a two parter. Also, I tried to keep it from getting too descriptive at some points to spare those with sensitive stomachs. But also please adhere to the warnings, they’re stated for a reason. And as always, please feel free to leave feedback or reviews because it makes me feel validated which is always nice :)

Request: Can I get an extra angsty one where Peter is tied up and the reader is tortured? He’s crying as he can’t do anything and the reader is screaming and crying out in pain in front of him?

Pairing: Peter Parker x Stark!Reader

Word Count: 2292 (part one)

Warnings: it’s a biggie: fluff turned angst. blood, torture, agony, violence, kidnapping, some death, cussing


“Morning Mr. Stark!” Peter called out as he walked into the lab. “And goodmorning y/n.”

“Morning Peter.” You both replied.

Tony looks up from his computer, eyes squinting in Peter’s direction, “So Peter, where are you taking my daughter today?”

“Well I was thinking maybe we could head to the park. Maybe swing by Coney Island.” He looks over at you, flashing a smile.

“Have her home by 9. And I hope by swing you don’t mean, swing.” Your father raises his brow at Peter.

“Of course not, sir.”

Tony walked over to you, pulling you into a hug and kissing the crown of your head, “Good. Then off you two, have fun you.”

“See ya, dad. Peter, I’ll meet you at the elevator. I’m gonna grab my jacket real quick.”

Peter was about to send your dad a wave goodbye when he noticed the worried look on his face.

“Mr. Stark, really. I won’t go Spider. I know it can be dangerous.” Peter pleaded with your father.

Sighing he replied, “I know Peter. It’s just.. She’s grown up in this environment and she’s already has a target on her back from being my daughter. I don’t need the target to grow just because she goes on one date with Spiderman.” He rubs his stands over his face, trying to relieve his stress. But Peter got it, you were Iron Man’s perfect weakness. And whether you knew it or not, you were also his.

“I got it, sir. And I hope you didn’t mean that whole one date thing,” he started making his way to the elevator at the sound of your door shutting, “I plan on there being many more dates!”


So far the date was going unbelievably well. You grabbed pizza at the park and sat on the rocks, watching a group of people playing a soccer game. You walked around a talked about colleges that interested you. Nothing too serious though, college was still a bit away. Around four, Peter called Happy to have him drive you both to Coney Island. You wanted to take the subway, not wanting to have supervision by one of your dad’s workers, but Peter insisted.

The lights and the laughter of Coney Island always settled well with you, reminding you of when your mom brought you. But that was years ago, before you even knew Tony was your father. Hell, you only found out because after your mom died records showed you were in fact a Stark. Child Services showed up at Stark Tower one day and the rest is history.

“Hey spidey, wanna head to the games?” you broke out you irresistible smile.

Sighing he agreed, “Sure. But don’t call me Spidey, y/n. It’s not uhh, good.” He took a look around your surroundings, paranoid after his conversation with your father.

“Chill out, it’s just a cute name,” you shake your head, leading Peter towards the ring bottle game.

“$5 for 3 rings. $10 for 8.” The unenthusiastic worked said.

“I got it. 8 rings please.” Peter handed the guy a ten.

He divided the rings between the two of you, letting you toss first. Y/N zero, Peter four.

“Dammit, Peter. You cheated.” you say as he hands you the giant stuffed bear.

“Oh, I could take the bear back if you want? Ya know, since I’m a ‘cheater.’”

You roll your eyes, pulling the bear closer to your chest. As you neared the restrooms you told Peter you’d be right back. He replied that he would be out here when you get out.

After no less than two minutes, Peter’s bladder decided it had to unload (if you know what I’m saying). Figuring you wouldn’t be out for another four minutes, he ran into the men’s room.

Shutting the door to the women’s room, you looked around for Peter but didn’t see him. Thinking he was in the restroom, you sat on a bench, placing the bear next to you.

“Y/N?” Peter called as he stepped out of the bathroom. “Y/N?”

He noticed a bear similar to your’s sitting on a bench and made it way towards it, heart pounding in his chest. As he got closer he noticed a strip of your photo booth pictures on the ground. Panic coursed through his veins.

Peter reached for the photos when everything went dark.


“Peter? Peter, oh god.” Your voice sounded distant and fuzzy as Peter’s eyes fluttered to open.

His eyes started adjusting to the lack of light in the room, the only other light source in the room was shining on the person in a chair in front of him. As his vision focused, he noticed the blue jacket and brown boots you were wearing.

“Y/N?” his voice sounded strained and horse.

“Peter, it’s me.” your breath was rapid and choked up.

He took in your appearance better, tears streaked your cheeks, nose bright red from crying, your hair was wild and flattened against your forehead from sweat. Your arms were behind your back, most likely tied up and your feet were strapped to the legs of the chair. The chair itself appeared welded to the ground. He tore his eyes away to check his own chair. He was bound to a similar chair.

Processing what to do in this situation, Peter whispered across the 6 feet to the terrified girl in front of him, “Y/N, has anyone come in. Are- Do you know if- How long have we been here?”

You shut your eyes, taking a deep breath before replying, “I think an hour. But I don’t know where we are or how long I was out. I woke up when they were tying my hands but I think they knocked me out again.. I woke up and you were here.”

Peter’s eyes were darting around the dark room, attempting to come up with an escape plan. This would be much easier if he had his suit.

“Y/N, I can get us out of here. We’re gonna get out of here okay?”

“Don’t waste your time trying, Mr. Parker. Or shall I call you Spidey.” An old man in a lab coat walked into the room with two armed guards. “We didn’t plan on taking you too. Hell, we just wanted her.” He looked over at you, a slimey grin on his face. “But when you called you spidey? Oh, then we knew we really hit the jackpot.”

He walked over to you, the guards on either side of him. You stood right before you, blocking Peter from your view. Keeping a stone cold stare, you looked straight at his chest, not letting your fear seep through. It got harder as the man’s calloused fingers stroked your hair, resting on your cheek.

“Stop. Stop. Don’t touch her!” Peter shouted pulling against his restraints. The man just laughed in response.

He strutted over towards Peter, “Oh, Mr. Parker. I don’t think you’re in any position to be making commands.”

His hand flew back forming a fist before thrusting it forward into Peter’s stomach. You screamed as Peter bent in half, coughing. The man turned his attention back to you, another smile pulling at his face.

“Oh dear, daddy won’t be able to find you here.” He turned towards a corner of the room, looking up, “Let’s start the questioning process. Send them in.”


Some people say that after a certain point, you can become numb to pain. You just wished that point would hurry up and arrive. Different men in lab coats would come in, questioning you about where your dad was keeping this or planning that. Being a Stark, you knew you had to hold your ground and refuse to comply. After the third time you said no, they brought in the ‘tools.’ Each time you refused to answer, a different tool would be used. Your screams tore straight to Peter’s core as he begged you to just tell them what they wanted to hear. But even he knew, you weren’t one to betray the team, let alone your father.

“Morning Kiddo.” It was Dr. Graines, he was the fourth one you met, “You know how this is going to go down, so why not just go easy on yourself today, huh?”

He walked over to the stainless steel table with the tools and charts, picking up a stack of questions. The usual two men dressed in black and green followed him to the table, one grabbing a knife, the other a taser.

“Oh I almost forgot, how rude of me. Morning, Mr. Parker. Sleep well?” his innocent act made this situation much worse, “Probably not. I mean what with all the screaming she was doing, I’d be surprised if you got any sleep last night.”

Peter just stared daggers through his tear filled eyes into the man’s back, knowing better than to speak up. Each time he makes some remark, they’d just use another tool on you.

“Okay well, let’s get on with it. Y/N Stark, please tell me where your dad is keeping his suit prototypes in the East. We know it’s somewhere out there, but please help us find the actual location.”

“Go. To. Hell.” your voice barely above a whisper.

With a wave of his hand, the toolmen got to work.

You screamed out in agony as the blade took a deep swipe across your stomach, your shirt being ripped a long time ago. You had gotten used to the chill in the room, being left in just a bra and your (now) ripped jeans. The warmth of your blood gliding down your stomach was the only warmth you’d felt in day. Days. Where the hell were the team and why haven’t they gotten here yet.

The next cut being made to your face pulled you from your thoughts. The face cuts were the worst, they stung more and would likely leave scars you’ll see each time you look in the mirror. You stifled your scream this time, letting tears fall instead. Knife guy moved to the side and your eyes locked with Peter’s. His bottom lip was bleeding from the tight hold his teeth had on it. His eyes burned red and he was covered in a layer of sweat. It was tough to tell who this was hurting more, you or Peter?

Taser Man took his spot in front of you, blocking Petr from view. You looked up at him, his yellow teeth on display in a grin.

“Fuck y-”

Your body jolted as electricity shot through you. The taser was the worst. You couldn’t hold back your scream for Peter’s sake. All screams and tears would let loose, echoing in the small room.

“Great going, she passed out again. Now we’ll have to wait for her to wake up.” One man said to the other as they made their way to the door, slamming it shut.

Peter just stared at your motionless body, hating himself for not being able to do a damned thing to keep you safe.


As you came to, you heard shouting and gunshots.

“Y/N? Y/N? Hey, hey, come on open your eyes.” You opened your eyes to Peter sitting across from you. You could feel the drying blood on your cheek from the previous cut.

“Pete-?”

“Shh, don’t speak. They’re here. We’re gonna get out of here. Oh god, Tony’s gonna kill me. Shit y/n don’t move.”

You were about to reply when the door slammed open revealing the first doctor you met when you arrived. This time with a gun in hand.

He took long strides before stopping right in front of your face, “Now I know you don’t like answering our questions but this is your last chance okay? Where is Stark keeping the S.H.I.E.L.D. files?”

This question surprised you. Never once was S.H.I.E.L.D. mentioned. And it was definitely not something your dad ever told you about. Steve was more so the guy to ask.

“I- I don’t know..” You replied, staring at the gun resting near your thigh.

A sickening laugh filled the room,“You don’t know? Huh. I’m betting you do.”

“I don’t! I swear this time I don’t. Ask me anything else just please, don’t kill me.” You breathed out your last words, eyes still on the gun.

“Kill you?” you meet the man’s cold eyes as he walked backwards. “I figured since you don’t really care about getting stabbed or cut or tased or hit, you probably would die protecting your dad’s precious secrets. But him?” He pointed the gun at Peter, making your stomach drop. “You wouldn’t want poor little Spidey to die. You know since he’s the one who kept his mouth shut to prevent you from the tools. Or he’s the only one you’ve agreed to go on a date with. And since he’s the one your heart rate kept speeding for.”

“How’d y-”

“Honey, we’ve been watching you for years! Ever since news got out Stark had a daughter, we waited for the perfect moment,” his eyes focused on yours as he took a small step towards you again. “We knew you’d put up a resistance, but you really surprised us all. And now you’re going to tell me where the files are or god so help me, I will blow out the brains of your little boyfriend.”

His face was right in yours, spit landing on your blood and tear streaked face. You caught a metallic glimpse of a reflection out the door, choosing your next words carefully.

I don’t think you would.”

Just then, a shot went off as you screwed your eyes shut.

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You and Kiseok get set up on a date but you tell him you’re not interested cause of his reputation as a player // Part 2

(Requested) // Word Count; 2,258

Simon D x Reader - A/F

a/n; This is my longest one yet, I had a surge of inspiration to write thanks to @ffsjjk - an angel <3


August was coming to an end which meant Autumn would be here and summer would be over. You didn’t mind though, Autumn was a season full of artistic colours and perfect weather. A smile spread across your lips as you thought about the leaves gradually changing colours.

“She smiles!” A voice shouted in triumph. A sigh left your lips as you sneered at the male across from you “It was nothing you said.”

He chuckled at your expression and shook his head “Why do you hate me?” He asked with a cocked eyebrow. His blonde hair sat messily over his forehead, his eyes stared deeply into yours and a smirk lazed effortlessly on his lips.

He was good looking, no doubt about it but he was a player. He had a reputation for pulling three one night stands with three different girls on the same night. Like, how is that possible?

You licked your lips and stared into his dull eyes “You’re a player.” You answered. Another chuckle left his mouth at your response. He was starting to irritate you, you were only here because of Jay. When you told him you were ready to date after being alone for two years he said he’d help you; you just didn’t think he’d set you up with someone who didn’t know the meaning of commitment.

“Why did you agree to come on this date then, Y/n?” He challenged with an amused look on his face. You shrugged your shoulders not letting his question affect you in any way “I guess I just wanted to see why girls were so in love with you.” You smiled innocently as you observed your response hit the smirk off his face.

“Wow, you really don’t like me. Do you?” He urged as he finished his glass of wine. Why did he care so much when he had so many other girls willing to throw themselves at him, you thought to yourself.

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Jared Leto Daughter Imagine: Mr. J

Request: @isab-ella Hello 💋 I know you wrote a headcanon about this, but may I request a full imagine of Jared’s daughter watching him film a scene from ‘Suicide Squad’? (ya know…if he had one) I cannot decide between the club scene or electroshock therapy scene so you can pick either. If not it is totally fine - thank you!

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Long Distance (Chapter Two)

Welcome back!

Our boys are just flirty dummies! I love them!

Let me know if you want to be added to the tag list, or taken off! Thanks lovelies! Also, apologies if anyone was tagged twice, I was just trying to make sure i got everyone who asked!

Check out the sexy selfie Steve sends Tony HERE.

MASTERLIST

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Tony’s phone buzzed and he opened the message without checking to see who it was from. Odds were it was from Steve, since they had texted almost every day for close to a month now, and Tony was already smiling, already anxious to read what his favorite blonde had sent.

From Steve–save me from staff meetings that go on for hours

To Steve– pay attention. They probably last for hours because people like you don’t listen and break the rules.

From Steve–I’m an artist, Tony, we don’t have rules
         –How you doing today? Still feeling okay? Things are alright?

To Steve– Things are fine, Steve. One bad day every once in awhile is not the end of the world.

From Steve– Tony last night you told me you seriously considered trying to parachute off your balcony. And you werent even having a bad day. If that’s you on a normal day, how destructive do you get on the bad ones??

To Steve– I was kind of joking about the parachute thing.

From Steve– Tony. You don’t joke about jumping off your balcony, parachute or not. That’s entirely reckless.

To Steve– sure thing, mother hen. I promise I’m fine. I’d be better if you’d send me a picture of those baby blues though. Keep my mind off of attempting parachuting from unsafe things.

From Steve– I don’t know Tony. I don’t want to have to listen to you complain that I got you kicked out of a meeting because of a picture.

To Steve– are your baby blues going to be that distracting

From Steve– oh did you just want a picture of my eyes? Then no that shouldn’t be distracting at all.

To Steve– wait! I can ask for more than just your eyes? Wait just a second!

From Steve– oooh too slow, Tony. I only had a thirty second break to send something shirtless. Window closed.

To Steve– killing me art professor. Leave your staff meeting and hide out in the bathroom and send me a naughty selfie. It will be like highschool all over again.

From Steve– oh? Your highschool art teachers sent you naughty selfies? Tony you should report that, I don’t think that’s appropriate.

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Imagine taking Dean to your high school reunion

Summary: Dean talks you into going to your ten year high school reunion

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 2,000

Warnings: self doubt/self esteem issues

A/N: sorry I’ve been so absent lately… between school and being sick and writer’s block, writing has been tough lately. Enjoy Dean fluff! I have a serious thing for scruffy Dean… (not my pic, found it on google images)

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