i woke up to this and i just laughed for 5 minutes

december 31st, 2015, 10:23 pm: i saw you for the first time. you were talking to a girl and i could tell that you were capturing her with every syllable that left your mouth. and i knew why: you were beautiful and bright, and i was drawn to you even then, like the planets are drawn to the sun.

december 31st, 2015, 11:58 pm: we met standing in line for the bathroom. you introduced yourself, and asked for my name, smiling when i gave it. “lovely,” you murmured, and repeated it a few more times, rolling the letters around in your mouth like a new food.

january 1st, 2016, 12:05 am: i could still feel you on me, your lips, minutes, hours, months later. the clock had struck midnight and you just grabbed me, didn’t ask if it was okay until it was over. you were laughing, brushing it off, all teeth and well-kissed lips, but i knew i saw you blushing. 

january 21st, 2016, 1:12 pm: you got my number through the mutual friend that threw the party. i still don’t know how you got my address. i didn’t remember telling you. you couldn’t tell me, either.

february 14th, 2016, 9:12 pm: you took me out to dinner and bought me chocolate and roses. it was all so cliche, and i loved every second of it. when you kissed me good night, i swore i could feel the rest of my life, pressed right up against my lips.

february 26th, 2016, 11:33 pm: we made it official. i remember how you asked me, how shy you got, like you didn’t know what the answer would be.

march 17th, 2016, 5:43 pm: we spent the day at the saint patrick’s day parade, and you filled yourself with beer and kissed me hard against the bar bathroom door. i drove you home and that was the first time you told me you loved me.

march 18th, 2016, 9:24 am: you called me and told me you loved me again. “i want to make sure that you know i still mean it when i’m sober,” you said.

march 24th, 2016, 1:09 pm: i met your parents at easter brunch. you had demanded i come with you, and i was glad i did. your mother was kind and beautiful, and your father was warm and handsome, just like i knew they’d be. after we’d eaten, your mother got me alone. “he’s never brought a girl home before,” she told me, “normally he isn’t very open about who he’s dating. but you, you’re different. don’t read into this, but i think he may really think you’re special.”

april 12th, 2016, 8:31 pm: you saw me naked for the first time, and you kissed every inch of my skin. i’d never felt that much love from anybody before that night, and i haven’t since. not even you could replicate those few hours.

may 5th, 2016, 4:57 pm: we fought for the first time. i ran into my ex at the grocery store and wanted to chat for a few minutes. you didn’t. when we got in the car, you told me that if i was still in love with somebody else i could just leave, and i told you that you should trust me and not be so insecure about our relationship. we screamed the whole way home and you slammed the car door when i dropped you off. i almost crashed three times on the drive home.

may 6th, 2016, 8:03 am: you came by with flowers and breakfast. “I’m sorry,” you told me, “you just mean so much to me, and the thought of you ever being anyone else’s makes me sick.” i smiled, “but you don’t have to worry about that now. i’m yours.”

june 16th, 2016, 10:51 pm: for my birthday you took me out to dinner and gave me a beautiful necklace with a silver chain and pearl pendant. we drank expensive wine and stumbled back to my place and fucked. i had never been fucked before, not like this. i woke up the next morning with bite marks on my neck and hickeys all the way down my stomach, but you were gone. “had to run,” you’d written on a post it note, “i love you.”

june 18th, 2016, 2: 41 pm: i hadn’t seen you since my birthday and you weren’t picking up when i’d call.

june 19th, 2016, 3:13 am: “ had to run,” the post it note had said. maybe you were running from me. i couldn’t tell if it was the 3 am darkness talking or the part of me that already knew.

july 1st, 2016, 4:01 am: i looked over at you, sleeping in the darkness beside me. when we were together, things felt perfectly normal. but now, i could feel the shifts. “are we falling apart?” i whispered to you, and although i hadn’t expected an answer, the silence broke my heart all the same.

july 4th, 2016, 6:47 pm: we were at a barbecue and i saw you across the crowd, talking to a girl. i saw the way she was drinking up every word that escaped from between your lips, and that’s when i knew. that’s when i knew you weren’t mine anymore.
july 21st, 2016, 7:08 pm: i brought it up to you. “i think we’re starting to grow apart,” i said, “there’s a distance between us that wasn’t here before.” you reassured me that it was all in my head, but i didn’t hear it in your voice. i didn’t see it in your eyes. you knew it was there, too, but unlike me, you weren’t trying to do anything to stop it.

august 10th, 2016, 11:37 pm: i lay awake and thought about what your mother said, all these months later. “don’t read into this.” but of course i did. i couldn’t help myself. fuck, i loved you so much.
august 15th, 2016, 1:12 pm: you invited me over and i discovered that the key you’d given me no longer worked. “i had the locks changed,” you said, “i’ll get you a new one.” it was a lie, and i knew it. you didn’t get me a new key.

september 8th, 2016, 2:00 pm: i caught you cheating. in a desperate attempt to revive the romance we’d had at the beginning of our relationship, i bought dinner and brought it to your place. when you finally opened the door, i saw it written all over your face; the way your eyes widened, the way your jaw dropped, the way your cheeks drained of color. i heard it in the stammer of your voice, the sharp intake of your breath, the grinding of your teeth. when the girl walked up behind you, half naked, asking who it was at the door, i already knew. “how could you?” i whispered, and you just opened and closed your mouth. the girl pieced it together and started screaming. she hadn’t known. i left the food at the doorstep.

september 10th, 2016, 1:49 am: you never called after that, never came by, never reached out, but it wasn’t like we’d needed to confirm anything. i knew it was over, but it took every ounce of willpower i had not to go back to your place and find out why, why everything.

september 27th, 2016, 6:20 pm: i kept finding myself huddled in a ball; in my bedroom, in my kitchen, in my shower. not crying, or yelling. just huddled, clutching my body close to myself, staring. still not understanding.

october 31st 2016, 9:01 pm: i spent halloween haunted by the ghost of you. your face was around every corner. i could still feel your touch trickling down my spine. that night, i lost it. the anger surged through the sadness and bubbled to the surface. i screamed until my throat was raw, screamed at nothing, about nothing, for no reason other than i was too full.

november 10th, 2016, 2:17 am: you called me when you were drunk and i answered. i listened to you ramble, vomiting up apology after apology. near the end, you told me you loved me. “call me tomorrow when you’re sober if you still love me,” i said.  you didn’t. 

november 25th, 2016, 7:15 pm: i went out on a date with somebody new. they didn’t pull me in like you did, but for a few hours, i forgot about you and i felt okay. i drank myself to sleep that night so i wouldn’t have to think about you. the next morning, the hangover hurt more than you did. it was a start.

december 24th, 2016, 8:12 pm: i was spending christmas with my family, and i was doing great until my aunt asked about you. i told her you cheated, but i was doing okay, and then i excused myself and threw up the appetizers into the toilet. i called you then, and when you picked up, i let out a sob. “you ruined me, you fuck,” i croaked, “and you can’t even apologize. not when you’re sober, at least.” there were a few seconds of silence, and then you hung up. i still hope that it ruined your christmas.

december 31st, 2016, 10:23 pm: i saw you for the first time in months across the crowd. it made me sick to know that even after all that had happened, you were still the most beautiful person in the room to me.

december 31st, 2016, 11:55 pm: you found me in the kitchen. “i wanted to tell you i’m sorry,” you yelled over the music, “and i miss you.” and in those final moments of the year, i thought about it. i thought about letting you back in. the countdown started, and you moved closer to me. and i.. i pushed you away. i turned away from you and said, “no. i can’t.” and i walked out of the room.

january 1st, 2017, 12:05 am: i have forgotten how you felt against me, your lips. and for the first time, i am finally okay with that.

—  a year in review -c.h. // instagram: @evanescent.love (via @poeticaffinity)

anonymous asked:

Omg ??// those time travel fics are so good ??/ would you happen to have more recommendations?

Hi! I have gotten so many requests to update my list, but there are so many I’m just going to make a whole ’nother list! You can find my first list here!


Time Travel AU (Part 2)


Standard Deviations by JustBeHappy, Teen, 82k
Victor knew something was wrong when he woke up. Firstly, Yuuri wasn’t by his side in bed. Secondly, the wallpapers weren’t supposed to be blue. LOVE!

News Travels Fast by TheSecretUchiha, Gen, 1.3k
In which time travel happened but there is no mention of time travel and Viktor and Yuuri like to surprise people, especially reporters. THIS IS SO GOOD

Turn Back the Clock by IronScript, Teen, 52k (WIP)
When Yuuri and Viktor wake up over thirty years in the past, they don’t know what to do. Does the other remember? Luckily that particular question is quickly answered and they can relax slightly, but what about afterwards? Viktor was brought back to right before his first Olympics, and Yuuri isn’t even old enough to compete in Seniors’! Great fic!

The Switch by BoredPerson69, Teen, 5.3k
The Switch was a true mystery to science. Nobody knew how or why it happened, it just did. Soulmate AU!

Katsuki Yuuri Solemnly Swears That Time-Travel/Alternate Universe Bullshit Did Not Happen With The Intent to Piss Off Yuri Plisetsky by Eldestmiddle, Teen, 20k (WIP)
When Yuuri wakes up, a sweet-faced twelve-year-old, he bursts into tears and his mother calls him in sick to school. He spends a day in bed, crying and pinching himself until he can really believe that he’s really doing all this over again. Then he starts laughing because he’s really doing all this over again. It feels like it should be easier but when he tallies up, the losses are almost too much to bear. WOW!

Maelstrom by feelslikefire, Explicit, 43k
Victor Nikiforov is poised to win gold in his fifth consecutive Grand Prix Final. He has the world at his feet, is unparalleled in the sport–right up until a snowstorm blows into Sochi, and he finds himself repeating the same day over and over and over. He stumbles over Yuuri Katsuki, and everything changes. Time loop AU! One of my all-time favourite fics!

And I Will Try to Fix You by Dawn on ICE (Dawn_Blossom), Teen, 19k
16 year old Victor Nikiforov may be lonely, but he isn’t sure how getting thrust into the future to live with his older self and his older self’s fiancé is going to help anything. Oh, and the 16 year old version of his older self’s fiancé is there, too. Thumbs up!

of whispering lights and empty ice rinks by nauti, Gen, 12k
One would think that everything would calm down after Yuuri won the Onsen on Ice event. It was supposed to be his year; he was going to be training with his long time idol turned coach and he was back in Japan with his family. Everything was looking up for Katsuki Yuuri. That is, until a stranger that looks exactly like him, but older appears in the middle of the rink after a bright flash of light. SUCH a great fic!

counterclockwise by viktyuuri (Empress_Arisu), Teen, 4.9k (WIP)
Life after retirement, Yuuri thinks, is quite a nice change of pace. Although, not so much when he finds himself thrust back into the past. In which married husbands Viktor and Yuuri somehow end up 5 years in the past without knowing how or why. I love Victor in this asjhdlsjflk

Those Second Thoughts You Asked For by akisazame, Teen, 7.1k
The first time Victor skips backwards in time, he is fourteen years old. Highly recommend!

a great desire to love by lily_winterwood, Teen, 21k
For some strange, inexplicable, fantastic reason, Yuuri Katsuki and Viktor Nikiforov are trading places.  THE GREATEST Kimi no Na wa AU!!!!

it’s not a side effect of the champagne, i am thinking it must be love by lostincostco, Teen, 2.5k
Somehow, Yuuri gets the distinct feeling he’s being punished for something. LOL I LOVE THIS

Future Self by fishydip, Gen, 5.2k
Soulmates AU where one day, at random you wake up in your own body, except in the future after you have already met and fallen in love with your soulmate. you get a random amount of time to spend as your future self to learn more about them. Another great soulmate/time travel AU!

Stammi Vicino by Mairieux, Teen, 2.5k
Katsuki Yuuri, unable to sleep due to being wracked with nerves and anxiety, finally passes out in his hotel room the night before his first grand prix final. And when he wakes up? He has no idea why he’s suddenly sleeping so close to a mop of silver hair. So cute!

A Minute or a Year by I_have_problems, Teen, 8.7k (WIP)
One minute Yuuri and Viktor are enjoying their offseason while planning their wedding the next both of them are thrown three years into the past and are left to find one another again. Angsty but worth it!!

Tiger Stripes and Smartphones by vivi1138, Teen, 24k
In the glorious year 2004, the famous Victor Nikiforov owns a Nokia3510 and is very proud to be the only one at school who got rid of his monochrome mobile phone. So, where is his precious device when he wakes up in an unfamiliar room and finds an expensive smartphone filled with pictures of someone who looks exactly like him… but older? Rec’d by a follower!


The gif was created by @omgdango !

Visit to the dentist

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Featuring: Sam Holland, Harry Holland and Harrison Osterfield.

Words: 1541

Warning: -

Tags: @imabloodynerd

Request: -

Notes: after Tom’s last update I came up with this and I had to share it with you since I think it was adorable! Hope you like it!

Originally posted by tbholland

MASTERLIST

It had been almost a year since you and Tom had started dating. Since the very beginning you tried to be together as much as possible but due to your classes at college at your work, it had been impossible for you to go with him while he was filming away. You had managed to fly over New York when he was working on Spiderman a couple of weekends but never more than that.

But everything changed when you finished your degree five months ago. You were officially free of studies and you weren’t ready to start working, so you decided to spend a few months just resting, doing nothing stressful. Your parents weren’t very fond of the idea. It actually took them months to agree and let you. Just in time for you to go with Tom, Harrison and his brothers to Montreal while he was filming Chaos Walking.

Both of you were over the moon. It was almost impossible to believe that you were going to join him for a month, or even more. He would get to see you every day, not through a screen but face to face, he would be able to kiss you every time he came home or every time he finished a scene. He was truly happy, nothing was missing, he had everything he needed with him.

“If I only could have Tessa here, everything would be perfect” he said one night, when he was laying on the couch, with his head on your lap after a long day of filming. You laughed and shook your head, running your hand through his short hair.

“I know it’s a gap almost impossible to fill but I will do my best” you replied sweetly. Tom laughed and took your hand to kiss it.

“You know I’m thrilled that you’re here” he told you, making you smile even more.

“Me too” you said before leaning down to kiss him softly.

He moved a hand to your hair, putting it out of the way and keeping you from moving away. You smiled into the kiss, allowing him to sneak his tongue into your mouth.

“Seriously? We all use that couch!” You pulled away when you heard Sam’s voice coming into the living room.

“Get a room” Tom whined looking at his brother.

You should get a room” the twin replied, making you laugh.

“What do you want?” Tom asked, smiling as he held your hand.

“What time is the dentist tomorrow?” He asked.

Tom whined even more and turned, wrapping his arm around your waist and hiding his face in your stomach. He did hate dentists but he had been having some toothache lately so it was time for him to go.

“11 a.m.” you replied for him, since he didn’t seem like he was going to move.

“I won’t go” Tom mumbled.

“Yes, you are” Sam laughed. Tom shook his head.

“Do you know what won’t happen if you don’t go?” You asked with an eyebrow raised. Tom immediately looked up at you and gasped.

“You wouldn’t…” he mumbled.

“You really want to find it out?” You smirked.

“Gross” Sam mumbled walking out of the living room, leaving you two alone.

“You’re mean” Tom whispered with a pout. You shrugged and leaned back down to kiss him slowly for a few moments before pulling away.

Next day all of you went to the dentist with Tom since he had said he was too scared to go alone. When the doctor saw all of you, he said someone would have to wait outside so you offered first but Tom held onto your tightly. Finally, it had to be Sam the one waiting outside.

“Are you sure you’re 21?” Harry asked as Tom sat on the dentist chair.

“Shut up” he snapped at his brother and looked at you seriously. You smiled warmly and kissed his forehead before walking to stand next to Harrison.

Soon the doctor came in and Tom’s face went pale. As usual, he told him not to worry which you knew wouldn’t work. Not with him at least, he was absolutely terrified. All the time, Tom was looking at you, begging you to come closer but you knew you couldn’t so you just mouthed him to stay calm. It didn’t really work but it was the best you could do.

“So?” Tom asked when the dentist pulled away.

“Is one of the wisdom tooth” he informed. “It’s coming out but not coming up, it will hurt your gum if we don’t remove it”

“Remove?” Tom asked frowning. You bite your lip and looked at Harrison who was trying not to laugh.

“Remove. Take it out” the doctor shrugged taking off his gloves. “It’s a simple process and painless, but it has to be done as soon as possible”

“When can you do it?” You asked.

“What!? I’m not doing it!” Tom exclaimed but no one listened to him.

“This afternoon can be done” the dentist said. You nodded with a smile. “Be here at 5 p.m.” he added walking over his desk.

“Is anyone listening to me?” Tom asked.

“Nope” Harry smirked.

The doctor wrote the appointment down for you and handed you to the paper, saying you could go. You took the paper and put it in your bag before walking over Tom. He looked at you death serious, like you had cheated on him or something worse.

“Don’t look at me like, babe” you smiled taking his hand. “It has to be done” you shrugged pulling him up.

“But…” he mumbled. You stood on your toes and pecked his lip.

“C’mon” you said.

You all said goodbye to the doctor and walked out where Sam was waiting. The moment you all told him what was going on, he looked at Tom and started laughing out loud. Tom looked at him like he wanted to smash his head against the wall so you just squeezed his hand and leaded him towards the exit.

Tom didn’t say much during the ride back home. It was obvious he didn’t like what was going to happen. You tried to cheer him up but he barely looked at you. All he did was wrapping an arm around you and hide his face in your neck, making you smile.

“It will be okay” you whispered in his ear.

“I like my mouth” he whispered back, making you laugh a little.

“I love you” you said after kissing his hair.



Indeed, hours later you all went back to the dentist clinic. He had everything ready for the intervention so all Tom had to do was laying on the chair. He looked at you the whole time, holding your hand, while the doctor put the anaesthesia on him until his eyes closed. Then, the doctor asked you to stay away with the others so you did.

“Poor thing” you told Sam.

“It’s fun” he shrugged wrapping an arm around you. You chuckled and looked at the twin.

“I guess it is” you nodded.



The intervention didn’t take long. When it was finished, the doctor said it would take him a while to wake up due to the shot of anaesthesia Tom had received. Some assistants moved him to a proper bed where he kept on ‘sleeping’. The doctor said he would feel dizzy and disorientated when he woke up and that he couldn’t leave until that feeling went away so you all were left there waiting.

After 30 minutes of boring waiting, Tom started moving so you all looked at him but you were the only one coming closer to hold his hand. He moved his head towards you and opened his eyes. The moment he saw you, he smiled a little and tried to move but immediately was drawn back down by the effect of the anaesthesia. You all chuckled.

Another 15 minutes passed until he woke up again and looked around. Immediately, you handed him the ice the doctor had left and he pressed it against his swollen cheek slowly. He put it away for a moment to sat up little by little, with a hand of yours pressed against his back. He took the ice pack and pressed it against his face again.

“Hello?” he mumbled with groggy voice, making you all laugh.

“You’re a dork” you said. He looked at you and half smiled.

Sam walked over the bed and helped him to put his feet down slowly, so he started getting up. It didn’t really look like a good idea, since he still looked way to dizzy and disorientated. Indeed, two seconds later he started falling to his side. Immediately, you and Sam caught him laughing. While you held him in place, Sam put his feet up on the bed and you helped him laying back down.

“Kiss?” he whispered to you.

You chuckled and leaned down to kiss him slowly. He barely kissed you back but it didn’t matter. The moment you pulled away he fell asleep again. It looked like you were going to be there for a while. With a sigh you looked at the others, just to see Harrison with his phone up, laughing.

“Were you filming?” You asked in shock.

Vow

*swamped with homework and feelings and managed to shell this out a month late…I’m a mess™*

Request:  Hii can i have a drabble thingy game with jimin?TY😙😉 12,23 by  rebelliousjvmin

Word Count: 8.6k

Originally posted by bwipsul

He’s a literal angel


You were immersed in a deep sleep, tired from working on a large project that was worth half your grade. In you attempt to disconnect from the world around and sleep peacefully, you blocked out the sounds and all touch with reality. The sudden dip in your bed didn’t bother you, the presence of another body and an arm haphazardly wrapping around you, these were things you were blocking out. Until you felt a finger on your cheek.

“Hey, roomie.”

“I hate you.”

“You know you love me.”

“Kiss my ass, Jimin.” You used to think you were lucky to be paired up with your best friend in the dorms of your university. Until you realized he was a clingy, sassy and messy guy that never failed to annoy you. His leisure attitude towards school was opposite to your dedication to reading every word of your textbook. He was a jock, baseball being the reason he was here in your room and cheekily smiling at you.  

“I wouldn’t mind doing that.” You whacked him in the face with your pillow, wanting him to leave your room but he instead pulled you closer against his chest.

“Let go of me, you pervert.”

“You told me to kiss your ass, now…”

“I swear to god, Jimin, I’ll suffocate you in your sleep.”

“Kinky. I always wanted to test out breath play.”

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Bill, Richie, Eddie: Wisdom Teeth

Request  “ could you do an eddie, richie, bill one (or whoever ya please!) where the reader got their wisdom teeth out and the boy is taking care of them? i got mine out this morning and am currently suffering™”

A/N → mouth pain is the WORST, hope ur feeling better by now!!!!

Pairing → Bill Denbrough x Reader, Richie Tozier x Reader, Eddie Kaspbrak x Reader

Warnings  → eh. none


BILL

↳ You woke up groggy and groaned at the dull pain in the back of your mouth, pushing your face further into the pillow. You felt a cool hand on your face, and your hair being tucked away so that you weren’t laying on it. “Duh-Don’t be such a c-crybaby” hushed Bill, and you huffed in response.

He reached over you, reaching between your curtains to open the windows on the wall your bed leant against. You looked at him as he clicked them open above you, his face was reddish, and he was sweating. Bill had flunked school when he learned you were still struggling with yesterday’s pain from having your damn teeth ripped out. 

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Pavlovian Coffee

Sterek | Office worker AU | ~1500 words | AO3 | Inspired by this post.


Scott smacked him on the shoulder. “Stop staring. You’re going to end up getting our entire department stuck in a sexual harassment seminar.”

Stiles sighed. “No man that handsome should be that grumpy.”

“You’d be grumpy, too, if you had to be Peter Hale’s assistant. Do your work, Stiles.”

“I’m going to make it my job to see him smile.”

“Do your actual work.”

“Sure, sure,” Stiles said, finally emailing off the spreadsheet he’d finished two hours before. Having an office job, he had found, was really just a giant exercise in figuring out how to waste time so his boss would believe he’d actually put “enough” effort into it. He couldn’t help it if he was efficient.

Now he could spend the rest of the afternoon figuring out how to make Derek Hale smile.

***

“I got it, I’ll do Pavlovian coffee!” Stiles said at the bar after work.

Scott gave him an unimpressed stare. “Didn’t that just result in the barista hating you last time? I’m pretty sure they started spitting in your drinks.”

Stiles waved a dismissive hand. “That’s just because Lydia Martin had a stupidly complicated order in high school. The theory is still sound. I’ll just bring him coffee until he associates me with delicious caffeine, and then I’ll get to see him smile.”

“At which point your life will be complete?”

“Yes,” Stiles said decisively, picking up his beer again with a blissful smile.

Scott shook his head. “You’re so weird. You need a hobby.” But then Allison from the third floor arrived and he got thoroughly distracted, leaving Stiles to contemplate his perfect plan in peace.

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Mine

Anonymous asked: Bad boy au / Jimin + 22 Love your writing btw!

;pairing — Jimin x reader

;warnings — smut (I couldn’t contain myself)

;word count — 3k

;Prompt  “You can’t just say that and then disappear!” 

A/N: I’m sorry if this wasn’t what you imagined anon, It’s hard for me to picture Jimin as a bad boy, I think he was more just like a fuckboy here, anyways I hope you like it :) Also, the ending is cheesy af I know!! lol

Before starting your freshman year of college you had one thing clear in your head; no fuckboys. You were gonna study, pass your exams, make new friends, and live an easy and relaxed student life, well as relaxed as being an architecture major at college could be.

You didn’t want to be one of those persons who start college and the only thing they do is go to parties, get high and fuck every guy they see, because you were here to mainly study and get your diploma and you knew that getting involved with guys would mean losing track of your original plan of living a calm student experience.

But you would see that exact plan be thrown down in the form of a sturdy, cocky, obnoxious but beautiful fuckboy.

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Babysitter (Part 2)

Summary: Your parents have to leave for a buiness trip for the weekend and you invite Taehyung over

Pairing: Kim Taehyung/ Reader

Genre: Smut X2

Word: 3.3k

A/N: I suppose there will be a part 3 lol maybe- Sorry if this one is not as good

Part 1 | MasterlistPart 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6

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Don’t leave me hanging -Tom Holland

A/N: This was gonna be a shortie with grumpy!Tom but it got kina long and smut-ish?? Also FLUUUF. Enjoy!

I woke up to the sun shimmering into his room, the light playing with the shadows gently while our bodies were tangled in a way that told stories about last night. The sheets were also barely covering us, not like in movies where the main parts are always covered. So I tried to pull the blanket over my chest but it was tightly tucked under his body.

As I layed my hand against his side he flinched away and groaned into the pillow.

“Jesus, you’re hands are freezing.”,he said his voice muffled by the pillow and I chuckled. “Maybe, if you wouldn’t lie on the covers I wouldn’t be freezing. Just a thought.”,I mocked him playfully but he didn’t move. “Move Holland!”,I said finally and pushed my hands against his side and he flinched away again.

“Keep you’re hands to yourself Miss. Or I’ll call the cops.”,he joked with a serious expression and made me laugh. “Shut your stupid face.” I pulled at the blanket and when it finally got free I fell backwards on to the bed which made him laugh. “What’s so funny?”,I said furrowing my brows while sitting up and wrapping myself into the cover, leaving him fully uncovered. He looked over his shoulder because he was lying on his tummy and raised his brows. “You want me to turn over? Alright.”,he said and threw himself onto his back revealing everything. I rolled my eyes and stood up walking to his side of the bed. “Nothing I didn’t see before, pretty boy.”,I said while patting his abs casually. He squinted his eyes and right before I was going to walk away he grabbed my wrist and pulled me on to his body.

“Tom!”,I exclaimed and pressed my hands into the matress so that I was hovering over him. “What?”,he said innocently and you rolled your eyes. “I need to go. I’ll be late to class.”, I explained while pealing myself off of him and he pouted. “Do you have to go?”

“Do I have to go to class to pass my finals and finish college? I don’t know, how do you think it-…”, I started teasing him but he interrupted me by throwing a pillow at me which hit me right in my face.

“Ouch!”

“I’m not sorry, love.”,he smirked and turned his back on me crossing his arms infront of his chest and lying on his side. “Nice ass.”,I joked to cheer him up but he didn’t respond. “Oh come on Tom. You know I have to.”,I sighed and walked over to him. “Come on give me a kiss.”,I demanded and leaned down. “Don’t leave me hanging.”,I added after a few minutes of silence but he shrugged his shoulders still pouting and didn’t look up. I rolled my eyes and stood back up leaning my hands on my hips.

“I’ll come back after my classes.”,I told him before going in to the bathroom to get ready. He got up and brew some coffee while I was getting ready and the smell of it wandered through the whole apartment. Tom moved out of his parents house after the infinity war movie. Even though he was quite often back at his mum’s house it was nice to have his own place. We had more privacy this way, also his apartment was a little more paparazzi proof which was a big thing for us. After I finished getting ready I walked into the kitchen and found him leaning against the counter with only his boxers on sipping on his hot coffee. I admired his look for a second before I walked over and took his coffe out of his hand to take a sip. “Hey!”,he protested but I put the mug down on the counter and layed my hands on his hips to pull him close to me. I stood on my tipy toes to place a kiss on his lips but he turned his head away and I furrowed my brows. Enough was enough. I squished his face with my hand to keep him steady and pressed a smooch on his lips before pulling away with a big smile.

“You’re dumb.”,he said and wiped his mouth to annoy me but I shrugged it off. “I love you too!”,I called while walking away and put my shoes on.

***

I came back late in the evening because I had to do some research in the library. Arriving at Tom’s I was absolutely exhausted and tired. I knocked on the door and leaned my forhead against the wood while waiting for him to open up. “Who’s there?”,he yelled and I rolled my eyes and groaned. “Tom, it’s me!”,I answered and knocked again but he didn’t bother opening up. “Come on don’t leave me hanging. I’m really tired. I will leave if you don’t open up.”,I said my eyes still closed and suddenly the door flew open so that I stumbled into his arms.

“Woah. You look like shit.”, he said his arms wrapped around my body and I rolled my eyes.

“Piss off, Holland.”,I said and pushed him away to get into his bedroom. I threw my stuff into a corner and took out some comfy clothes to put on. “I filled the bathtub for you?”,he said carefully and snuck his head through the gap and looked at me, his body still behind the door. “Really?”

“Yeah. I’m only sometimes a dick.”,he said and cracked a half smile. “Only if you join me.”,I said dropping my clothes while making my way to the bathroom.

We were sitting opposite of each other in the hot water smelling of vanilla and orange blossom and we were talking about stuff that happened today. “I got asked for a pic today at least 5 times.”,I said while leaning my head back into the water to get my hair wet. “I’m not even famous. What do they want with it?”,I said and shrugged after thinking about it and not coming to a conclusion. My leg was between his and his was between mine so when I moved my left leg up and down I gently stroked his right leg while he drew circles on my other leg giving me goosebumps. “Were they guys? You’re really pretty today.”,he said and I could hear a tiny bit of jealousy in his voice.

“Two of them were. They told me to tell you that they love you.”,I smiled with a raised brow and he understood. “What can you do. I’m prettier.”,he said shrugging his shoulders. “Shut up.”,I said and splashed a little bit of water his way. Suddenly he grabbed my knees and pulled me towards him so that I was sitting on his lap. “It was mostly stunts today so I’m really sore too.”,he said while placing butterfly kisses down my throat and I put my head in my neck to give him better acces and closed my eyes to enjoy the feeling of his hot wet lips on my skin. “I missed you.”,he added and went to my collarbone and started sucking slightly and a hushed moan escaped my mouth which made him smile. His hands trailed down into the water and between my folds and he started moving his finger in circles. My thighs twitched and I grabbed onto his shoulders to keep myself steady. “I missed you too.”,I moaned and he brought his lips up to mine and kissed me teasingly. “Stop it, Holland.”,I said into the kiss and suddenly he slid two fingers into me and kept circling my clit which made me arch my back. He pumped his fingers slowly in and out and kept kissing me, more passionate this time. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer to me. My hand went down to his member and I stroked him slightly. A moan escaped his mouth and I smiled into the kiss while sitting up on my knees so he could position himself at my entrance. I broke the kiss and looked down at him, his head leaned back, his mouth slightly open, breathing heavily. Such a beautiful view. I slid my hands into his hair and tugged at them slightly while he pulled his fingers out of me to replace them with his cock. We both moaned loudly while he pushed himself inside of me and I tugged harder on his hair which made him groan in pleasure.

We didn’t move for a few seconds to enjoy the sensation of filling me out and only our heavy breaths were echoing in the bathroom. “I love you so damn much.”,he said out of breath and I smiled. “I love you too dumbass.”,I answered and began to move my hips slowly up and down while his hands were on my hips improving the movement. I leaned down, my hair falling over my shoulders and started sucking right under his ear where his sweetspot was. “Faster.”,he moaned and his grip on your waste tightened. “If we go faster the water will spill over.”,I said breathlessly and my legs startet trembling.

Suddenly he pulled us up without pulling out and pressed me against the freezing shower wall, my legs wrapped sround his waist. He hit the right spot everytime he pulled out and pushed back in and his pace drove me crazy. “Tom…”,I moaned and tugged at his hair and let my hands trail down his back. He took my bottom lip between his teeth and tugged at it slightly which made me lean in for more. My walls started to clench around him and I was having trouble to hold on. “Babe-…I’m close.”,you moaned into the kiss and he fastened his pace to push me off the cliff. I came moaning and screaming his name and he followed right after me, his pace sloppier this time, doing the same.

We stood there for a couple of minutes, he still inside of me and rode our highs out. As soon as his breath was steady again he leaned in and gave me a kiss on my forehead and pulled out of me. He drained the water from the bathtub and opened the shower to wash us both. We shampood each other and he gave me a relaxing massage before washing all the bubbles away.

***

After we finished showering we put on some comfy clothes and sat down on the couch to have our take out dinner. I was leaning against his chest while shoving noodles into me. Some old TV-Show was running on TV but we were not really giving it much attention. “You want to do something tomorrow? I heared there is this place perfect for hiking. Beautiful views and waterfalls and stuff like that. I’d enjoy some fresh air.”,I suggested while chewing the last noodles and leaned forward to put the empty box on the coffee table. “I can’t.”,he said and made you look up at him with furrowed brows. “Why? It’s your day off tomorrow. Mine too.”,I pouted and he gently stroked my arm with his hand. “Can I have a kiss before I tell you why?”, he asked shyly and I squinted my eyes and got rid of his hand on my arm. “Thought so.”,he said and looked at the carpet while swinging his foot up and down. “There is this surprise thing at the premier. You have to come with me. Please! It popped up last minute. I swear.”,he defended himself and I rolled my eyes and took my empty food box and his food box out of his hand and walked into the kitchen. “Hey! I was eating that!”,he called after me but I ignored him.

I came back and leaned against the door frame and crossed my arms infront of my chest. “Now it’s my time to be petty, buddy.”,I said and walked into his bedroom and closed the door. “Oh come on now! Don’t leave me hanging!”,he yelled from the living room and you smiled to yourself rememebering the exact same words coming out of your mouth this morning.

Zuko X Reader - Hopeless

Request:  Could I have an imagine for A:TLA? Zuko is hopelessly in love with you but while you do return his feelings, you refuse to make any ‘big’ decisions before the war is over, so could the imagine include his many attempts of sealing your hand for him? -Anon

Well, here ya go! It’s really long, like over 2000 words oops.


Yesterday you had kissed Zuko. Today you were avoiding him.

While you and Zuko were close, and you both had strong feelings for each other, you wanted to wait until the war was over and done with to make any rash decisions regarding your relationship with him. It would hurt you too much if something happened to him and you were together. At least this way, if one of you was seriously injured, or even killed, you wouldn’t be losing a partner. You’d only be losing your friend.

“(Y/N)-”

“Zuko, I told you. I can’t, okay? I can’t make any huge decisions right now.”

“Can I remind you that you kissed me yesterday? That seemed like a pretty huge decision.”

“I was tired and overcome with emotions then. I just think it’s best we not get involved romantically until after… all this.”

“(Y/N)-”

“I have to go, Zuko. Toph wanted to spar.” You began to walk away, but paused a moment to look back at the teen. “I just don’t want to risk losing my boyfriend as well as my best friend.” Zuko nodded, which you took as a cue to leave. Zuko understood the reasoning behind not wanting to make the decision before the war, but he thought that was all the more reason to make the decision. If you were about to go to war, it would be good to let go of your feelings, right?

Zuko was determined to at least get you to admit you loved him before the war was over.

Attempt #1: Flowers

“Katara?” Zuko held a bouquet of flowers in his hand. It was small, and the flowers were mostly wilted as they had been growing in a shady, sad spot in a forest, but it was a bouquet nonetheless. He was bringing them to the waterbender to see if she could maybe perk them up, or at least to see if the flowers had the stamp of approval before being given to you.

“Hmm?”

“I have a question. If someone gave you these flowers, would you accept them?” He held the small bouquet out to the girl, and she looked at them before reaching out a hand to hold them closer and take a better look.

“Well, they’re kind of sad, Zuko. Are these for (Y/N)?”

“Yeah.” He pulled his hand away as Katara grabbed the entire bouquet.

“Oh, nice flowers. I didn’t know you and Katara were a thing, Zuko.” You seemed to come out of nowhere, just in time to see Katara taking the flowers from Zuko’s outstretched hands.

“Oh no, I’m not- we’re not… I was just-”

“Relax, I was joking. Katara, Sokka wants us to go get some supplies.”

“Alright, I’m coming.” She handed the bouquet back to Zuko, giving him a quick look of pity before walking off with you. As you walked away from Zuko, Katara leaned closer to your ear. “They were for you, you know.” You sighed, nodding your head.

“I know.”

Zuko simply frowned at your receding figures. He was going to have to try harder to get you.

Attempt #2: Fire

It was a rare night, everyone huddled around a fire, laughing and acting like the world was alright. Katara and Aang sat next to each other, talking in hushed tones to themselves. Sokka was poking at the fire, making sure he kept it aflame despite the fact there were two individuals who could firebend sitting across from him. Toph was doing her best to make Sokka’s attempts fail, sticking rocks up into the fire and kicking pebbles in Sokka’s general direction. You and Zuko just sat next to each other, watching the others and occasionally saying a few words.

You were tired. It was rare you had a night that you weren’t stressing or working, and you wanted to take this opportunity to sleep early, but spending time with the rest of the Gaang was so rare that you were sticking it out. After your fifth yawn in twenty minutes, though, Zuko nudged your shoulder.

“Hey, go to bed if you’re so tired.”

“I’d much rather stay out here with everyone. Besides, it’s more comfortable out here, right?” You and Toph had bent some makeshift couch-like seats for everyone to sit on, and sitting with Zuko on one of the rock couches by a fire was much more comfortable than laying on the ground with only a blanket and a small, worn pillow.

“Go get some rest, (Y/N).”

“I’m not-” you yawned “-that tired.” Zuko simply rolled his eyes, as if to say, “Whatever you say,” and wrapped his arm around your shoulders.

Only thirty minutes later, however, you had fallen asleep. You were pressed against Zuko, arms wrapped around his waist and head resting on his shoulder. Your hair tickled his neck, and your breathing was loud, but he made no effort to move you. Instead, he asked Sokka to grab his blanket and pillow and got comfortable.

The next morning you woke up to the sound of Aang’s laughter and Appa’s noises. You opened your eyes to see Aang playing with his beloved animal, which as strange because you didn’t remember falling asleep outside. It wasn’t until you sat up that you realized you and Zuko had fallen asleep around the fire. You quickly got up, leaving Zuko with the blanket, and went to change. You ran into Katara moments later, and she looked at you with knowing eyes.

“Friends fall asleep with friends, Katara,” you insisted, but she knew what was really going on. Zuko might just succeed in his quest after all.

Attempt #3: Sparring

It was good to practice, especially with the war coming up. You and Zuko were doing just that, sparring in an attempt to brush up on your skills.

“I’m probably not the best person to be practicing with,” you had said over and over, knowing that Zuko planned on going after his sister and that he should be practicing with Aang, a firebender. But Zuko had other plans. He didn’t really need to practice, he just wanted to spend some alone time with you, and work on getting you to admit your feelings out loud.

“It’s fine. It’s always nice to spar with an earthbender.”

“I can go get Toph, she’s a better opponent.”

“No, no, you’re fine.” With that, you two began to train. Toph had taught you some moves, and you were now able to sense where people were with your earthbending. You were practicing that by trying to spar Zuko with your eyes clamped shut.

“You sure you can do that?” he kept asking you, but you nodded every time.

“I’m good. I’m pro.” You would laugh and send a rock his way. Now, you were far from pro. You could kind of sense where he was going, but when it came to his bending, you had no clue when it was coming or where it was going. You were on your butt more than you were on your feet.

“Yeah, you’re a real pro,” Zuko said, holding his hand out to help you get up. You sensed this and reached out to grab it. He pulled you to your feet quickly, and you were launched up. You opened your eyes to see Zuko’s face mere inches away from yours, and you felt his arms hovering around your waist. “Sorry. You’re light,” he said, not making an effort to move away from you. He was staring into your eyes, and you were staring into his enchanting gold ones. You two stayed like this for what seemed like ages. You wanted to pull away, but you simply couldn’t bring yourself to it.

“Hey, (Y/N), using those techniques I’ve been teaching you?” You were broken from your trance and quickly pulled away from Zuko, knowing that Toph would be able to sense how close you two were.

“Yeah. I’m not too good, though.” You laughed, glancing over at Zuko as you did so. “I kept getting knocked off my feet. Think we could practice some more?”

“Sure, I’m not doing anything.” Toph waved, motioning for you to follow her, and you shot Zuko a quick apologetic look.

“I’ll ask Aang if he wants to spar you. Seriously, it’d be better to train with someone who would actually be a challenge.” Zuko shook his head.

“No, it’s fine. I’ll go to town for some food or something.” You shrugged and walked off with Toph, who was shooting you a grin.

“So, you and Zuko were pretty close together back there.”

“Oh, shut up.”

Attempt #4: Clothes

“Zuko! Hey, I need your help with something.” You had your head stuck out of your tent, and you were motioning for Zuko to come in. He slipped in and you immediately began to talk. “Okay, so I thought that since we’re hiding out in the Fire Nation for a bit I should wear some Fire Nation clothing, right? But I think I look ridiculous in it.”

“Ridiculous how?”

“Ridiculously out of place.”

“Let me see.” You dropped the blanket you were using to cover yourself to reveal your outfit. A red, midriff-baring top and a pair of simple red pants. Zuko began to laugh, and you quickly went to cover yourself again. “No, no. You only ridiculous because you tied the top wrong.”

“I did?”

“Yeah. Here, turn around, I’ll fix it.” You spun, and Zuko began to fix the top.

“Thanks. I’m glad I didn’t go outside looking like a complete idiot.” You could feel Zuko’s breath against your neck as he chuckled softly.

“Only I would’ve noticed.”

“Still.” You felt his hands brush against your back as he finished tying your top.

“There. I fixed you.” You turned around and gave him a smile.

“Thanks, Zuko.”

“No problem, (Y/N).” Once again you were in a situation where neither of you could look away. You were frozen.

“Well, I better leave. Now that I can go into town, I want to look at some stuff in this shop Katara told me about.” You broke the trance, moving around Zuko to leave your tent. “Thank you again.” Zuko simply smiled in response, and you left him alone in your tent.

Attempt #5: Before the Battle

“(Y/N).” You stopped to turn to Zuko, who had just called your name.

“Yeah?” You were getting ready to go with Katara and Zuko to find Azula, and you still had to grab one more thing when Zuko called you.

“Look, we’re about to go fight my sister. She’s really dangerous.” You nodded your head.

“I know, Zuko. Can I go? I have to grab something…”

“(Y/N), just wait.” He put his arm on your arm to keep you from leaving, and you looked up at him. Once again, you were trapped in his golden eyes. Slowly, he leaned down and connected his lips to yours. You found yourself almost kissing back, but you pulled away.

“Zuko, I-” Words escaped you. You couldn’t think of what to say. “I can’t kiss you.”

“But you have.” Zuko had tried to understand, but at this point, he couldn’t. You were kissing him back, dammit! But you still wouldn’t admit anything. “(Y/N), I love you. I’m in love with you, you know that. How could you not? But you still refuse to admit your feelings for me. I just want to hear it once, ‘I love you, Zuko.’ Just once, (Y/N).” You bit your lip.

“Zuko, I’m sorry. I’ve made my decision. Not until after this.” You shook your head, a sad look on your face. “Look, I have to grab something, then we can leave. Go get Katara.”

Zuko had messed up. He realized that as you walked away.

What Got You:

Everything seemed to happen in slow motion. Zuko was taunting Azula, something about not using lightning. Azula then shot some lightning at Katara, who Zuko quickly jumped in front of. He was struck, fell to the ground, and you heard yourself and Katara scream as Azula laughed. You began to sprint towards Zuko, but Azula shot at you with some fire, so you stayed back. Katara tried to approach him to heal him, but Azula then began to fire at her.

There were tears streaming down your eyes. You watched in fear as Azula went after Katara, but you knew the waterbender could handle herself, so you ran to Zuko. You collapsed beside him, held his hand, begged him to be alright. It felt like ages before Katara chained Azula down and ran over to heal the fallen prince.

“Thank you, Katara,” he mumbled after she had worked her magic. He sat up slowly and looked from Katara to you. You were both crying.

“Zuko,” you whispered through your tears. “Zuko, I thought you were going to…” You broke into tears again, wrapping your arms tightly around his torso, momentarily forgetting his was injured. “I thought I was going to lose you.” Zuko loosened your grip around his body and looked you in the eyes. He reached a hand up to wipe a tear from your cheek.

“You tied your top incorrectly,” he said after a moment, causing you to giggle slightly through your tears. “It’s actually better that way, I think.” You couldn’t stand it anymore. You leaned in and captured his lips with yours. It was a gentle, sweet kiss, and you never wanted it to end.

“I love you,” you whispered against Zuko’s lips. “I’m in love with you.”

“I know,” Zuko mumbled back, a small smile playing on his lips. “Now kiss me again.”

Spirit in the House - chapt 10 END

Modern!AU Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Reader is in a coma after a car accident. Bucky moves into your apartment and find your spirit still hanging around. (Based on Just like Heaven)

Word Count: 2,167

Warnings: Language, Mention of Depression, Mention of Suicidal Thoughts 

A/N: I was so moved by your feedback and I’m so happy to give you this final chapter. Thank you for everything! Hope you’ll enjoy it and… remember that I love you ♥ 

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Originally posted by softtroublemaker

It had been almost four months since you had left the hospital. Your apartment was oddly silent and you were starting to feel like something was missing. There were days when you would catch yourself staring into space, smiling, as if you were living another life in your head. A life you didn’t have access to.

Your therapist told you to be patient, you had to let your brain recover and adjust. It was a topic that even Peggy and Tony avoided. You realised the past few months had been hard on them too, so you decided to pretend everything was fine.

But you were not fine. You were sad and lost.

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patience is key | M

Jimin x Reader 

Genre : Smut

Word Count : 4,437




Life out of high school couldn’t have been better. You were on your way out of your parents house to finally living on your own. A job that you simply love, I mean, until you head off to college to work the job of your dreams, and best of all Jimin. Your new boyfriend. The last few months you’ve had with him have literally been the best; he spoiled you all the time. You did feel different and at times, a bit awkward considering you were now in your first real relationship. Next to you, Jimin hung out with his 6 closest buddies, which you didn’t have a problem hanging out with either considering they were also friends with you. Every once in awhile when they are all free, you all set aside a day where you all can hang out together.

And today was the day.

You woke up on a bright Friday mid-morning to the sound of constant buzzing on your nightstand. You slowly opened an eye to reach over to your nightstand to cease your vibrating device till your eyes widened at the time and the numerous missed calls from no other than, Jimin. Your eyes drifted down your lockscreen of the countless times Jimin called as you scrolled through previous notifications from the night before. You sighed happily and cocked your head to the side as you unlocked your phone to call him.

….

….

“Y/N!!!”

You immediately pulled your ear away from your phone as you covered your mouth immediately, letting out a stifled laugh, slowly lifting the phone back to your ear with a slight smirk stretched across your lips.

“Hey baby.”

You responded with a innocent smile stretched across your lips as your heart immediately fluttered at the sound of his voice.

“What are you doing, have you forgot that we are meeting up with the gang!?”

You sighed while your eyes drifted off around your room, your fingers fiddling with delicate fleece gently rested over your thighs.

“I know babe, I haven’t forgot, will you come pick me up?”

Obviously Jagiya, now get ready, I’ll be over there in 30.”

You simply melt when you hear him call you ‘jagiya’, you lifted the fleece up just below your chin with a slight as your eyes closed tightly in pure happiness.

“Jagiya … Jagiya!”

You heard a faint voice echo throughout your head as your eyes slowly opened, coming back to reality.

“I’ll be ready.”

You replied gently, simply lost in his voice. Jimin chuckled softly and sighed.

“Alright chubs, I’ll see you later.”

You released a soft giggle at his little nickname for you, it’s too cute. As you both hung up, you rested your phone back on your nightstand, connecting it to its charger as you turned to the opposite side of your bed, stretching. You stood up and walked to your nearby dresser and opened your drawer. “Hm..” You scanned through your numerous outfits. “It will .. just be inside so.” You grabbed a pair of black and white adidas shorts and lifted your head to your doorknob which had the black overhead hoodie you had happily stolen from your boyfriend. You smiled widely and nodded, satisfied with your choices. Tonight you will be meeting up with Jimin and the others at Jimin’s house to watch some movie. Jungkook chose, lord help us, probably some horror or action movie, which you can handle. After showering and freshening up, you walk back into your room and lay your new pair of underwear across your bed. A sinister smirk stretches across your lips with thoughts of how this night could go, being the bold tease that you are would Jimin like puddy in your hands. You have only had sex a couple times, but he’s always been quite shy. You chuckled evilly and removed your towel and slipped into your new underwear, feeling so confident as you stepped in front of the mirror hanging on your wall. The scarlet red really enhanced the glow of your skin and really made you look mesmerizing. Not to mention as your turned around in front of your mirror the way the slight clinginess made your curves even more pronounced, which really made you feel great in your new set. After gawking at yourself, you walked over to your bed and slipped the oversized hoodie over your head and slipped on your shorts. After getting dressed and slipping on a pair of old converse, you walked over to your nightstand and picked up your phone and stuffed it in the hoodie pocket. Reaching behind your nightstand, you unplugged your charger and stuffed it into your purse. As you took one last look in the mirror, fluffing and fixing your hair, you gently pulled the hood over your head and closed your bedroom door. Making your way downstairs, your phone buzzed. You lifted it from the pocket and took a glance to see that Jimin texted you.

‘Be there in 5.’

Perfect timing.

Your mom was in the kitchen making the last preparations on dinner for the family as she noticed you making your way towards the door.

“Headed out honey?” She asked, tilting her head as she watched you unlock the door.

“Yeah I’m going out to meet up with Jimin and the others.”

She was delighted to hear.

“Alright, have fun, got your keys?” You gave her a slight nod and shook your purse as your keys made a faint jingle. She gave you a nod.

“Don’t stay out any longer than you know you’re not supposed to.” You gave her a nod and smile as you disappeared behind the door. You scanned the street outside of your house and then back down at your phone. About 2 minutes later, you saw Jimin’s car appear in front of your house. Your heart skipped a beat as you watched the driver’s side car door open slowly, as your boyfriend appeared. He looked like pure boyfriend material. His hair in a bit messy, a clingy black t-shirt that really brought out his muscles, which you immensely enjoyed. His tight, ripped skinny jeans which intensified those huge thighs, god, you could go on and on about how great your boyfriend looked. You quickly ran down your steps and ran towards him, jumping into a passionate embrace as his large arms wrapped around your waist. He left soft pecks against your cheek as he gently set you back on the ground and motioned you to get into the car.

“C’mon, we gotta beat the boys.” He responded as he got back into the car. You nodded and made your way around the car and got in on the passenger side, closing the door. He did the same and started up the car. As you drove off, you quickly snatched the aux plug and inserted it into your phone. On your way there, you sang your heart out to Jay Park’s ‘All I wanna do’, which Jimin found hilarious as he watched you flail your body around like an idiot. It wasn’t too long after your karaoke session that you arrived at the house. You both stepped out of the car and headed to the front door. You still can’t get over how astonishing your boyfriend’s house is, just huge. You walked ahead up his front steps as he locked the car. You couldn’t help but feel as though he was staring at you as you walked ahead, your eyes quickly peered behind you. You weren’t wrong. He had his hand gently rested over his mouth as his eyes couldn’t tear away from the shorts you were wearing, You had to admit, the wear comfortable around your lower body and they really looked nice on your ass. You smirked slightly at his reaction.

Cute.

You sighed and bent over, adjusting the tongue of your shoe, main objective to tease him a bit more. Your eyes shifted to the corner to see Jimin, walking passed you. Hm? Odd. He would have broke after that. You stood up and walked to the front door with him as you fixed the wrinkles in the hoodie. He tilted his head as he watched you fix the hoodie, unlocking the front door.

“Isn’t that, mine?”

You slowly lifted your head with an innocent smile as you stuffed your hands into the pocket.

“Maybe?” You responded with a giggle as you walked inside. You heard Jimin chuckle as he turned to see the Jin’s car parking in his driveway.

“The gangs all here.” He announced with a bright smile as he motioned them inside. One by one, they made their way out of the car and up the front steps, tackling you both with love, and aggressive hugs.

“Where we watching the movie?” Taehyung asked as he glanced around the house, as if he’d never visited before.

“Downstairs.” Jimin responded, wrapping an arm around you, walking alongside you. You all made your way to the basement, where his indoor theater room was located. Astonished everyone took their seats while you and Jin were in the kitchen preparing popcorn. After a few minutes you both arrived, meeting up with the rest of the boys to watch the movie. You placed the popcorn on a nearby ottoman and hopped onto the huge sectional, squeezing next to Jimin. They left an available for you next to Jimin at the end of the couch. How sweet of them. Namjoon turned off all the lights in the basement as you leaned over to see Jungkook. “So, what do you have in store for us?” Jungkook smirked evilly.

“A horror movie.” He responded.

Figured.

Didn’t really bother you much so you shrugged as you leaned back against the couch, turning your attention turned towards the screen. You shivered a bit and Jimin noticed immediately. He reached behind himself and pulled a nearby fleece, laying it across your lap. You sighed happily as you rested your head on his shoulder. However, about 30 minutes into the movie, you began to feel uneasy, as Jimin rested his hand on your knee, running his thumb around your knee in a circular motion. Your head slowly rose from his shoulder as you rested it gently on the cushion behind you. Slowly, his hand rose higher, and higher, causing you to swallow nervously.

What is this all of a sudden? He was always so shy to touch me.

You decided to brush it off, until you a low whimper escaped your lips, Jungkook’s attention turned towards you as you quickly cleared your throat to cover it up. Jimin’s hand was gently rested on your inner thigh, his index finger delicately brushed up against the thin fabric of your shorts. Your breathing became a bit heavier as you tried to control yourself. You were actually getting into this movie and if he kept this up, who knows what would happen. You casually tried to brush his hand away. With that, his hand gripped your inner thigh quite aggressively, making whimper again, which caught now Taehyung’s attention. He turned to see your face slightly red, at least, he could tell by the flickering of the screen.

“Y/N, are you okay? Are you not feeling well?”

Your eyes shifted to see Jimin’s reaction.

Nothing.

His eyes were glued onto the tv the whole time.

How-

You then looked down at Taehyung, who was sitting on the floor in front of you.

“Don’t worry about it I’m fi–”

You stopped immediately as you felt his soft, cold fingers slide underneath your shorts and up your panties, swiftly brushing his middle finger against your clit. Your eyes were widened as your head slowly turned to see Jimin’s head tilted to the side with a smirk stretched across his plump lips.

Cocky bastard.

“Y/N.”

Taehyung’s soft voice caught your attention once again as you turned back to him, giving him a slight nod of assurance. He turned back to the movie as you slumped down in your seat, your body on fire as his finger moved in a slow circular motion, over, and over, and over again. Faint pants escaped your lips as you felt Jimin lean close to you. Aggressively pulling on the collar of the hoodie, he brought his lips to your ear as he spoke in a low husky voice.

“Now you see how it feels to be teased babygirl.”

You felt your heart stop at his words. Dirty talk was everything to you, and coming from your boyfriend made it a 1,000 times better. You leaned in closer, as he brushed his lips against the edge of your ear. You could feel him smirk as he moved his fingers a bit faster, your lips parting as you released another whimper, not caring who heard at this point.

“You thought you could get away with that huh? You naughty girl.”

With a sudden push, he shoved a finger inside you, having you throw your head back against the backboard of the couch, releasing a delicate moan into the air. The slow, teasing circular motions had you squirming for more, your body screaming for more, screaming for him. You heard a soft chuckle from Jimin as he suddenly retracted his hands quickly, pulling them out of your shorts as your head slowly dropped back into place to see everyone staring at you. You swallowed nervously and smiled.

“I-I’m okay, honest.” You responded weakly, causing Jimin to look away as if he was innocent. After your statement, you had a couple lingering eyes, but in the end they all turned back to the movie.  You sighed in relief, turning back to Jimin.

“W-Why the hell did you stop?” You whispered, squirming next to him which made him chuckle, leaning over, leaving gentle pecks along the curve of your neck which made your body grow hotter and hotter with each kiss. After one last peck, he lifted his head and whispered in a deep, sensual voice,

“Patience Kitten, besides, I think my bad girl deserves a punishment.”

Are you, fuckin serious?

He pulled away, his attention fell back onto the movie as if nothing happened.

He made you sit there, agonizing till the movie ended. You watched as the credits rolled up the screen, ‘wow’s and ah’s’ were heard around the room as the movie reached its ending. You sat there frozen. The members attention fell on you, pointing at you, worried. Jimin waved them off, reassuring them.

“She’s fine, just a little scared is all.” He convinced as you finally snapped back to reality seeing everyone’s eyes fall on you. You quickly jumped to your feet, slinging your arm around his.

“R-Right right, just need some sleep guys, don’t worry about it.”

The guys exchanged glances and shrugged it off, walking upstairs. Jimin followed them as you stayed put, collecting up the remaining garbage that laid across the floor.

Boys.

You made your way upstairs to the kitchen with the dishes as Jimin waved everyone off. You were in the kitchen rinsing out the popcorn greased bowls when you heard the front door shut. You attention slowly turned to the entrance of the kitchen, as you saw Jimin leaned there against the wall.

“I-I could u-use some help.” You mumbled, quickly turning back to the dishes, hiding the fact that you were blushing like crazy.

“I can see that.” He whispered from behind, swiftly taking both of your hands away from the bowl and pinning you against the nearby wall, his lips crashed onto your soft pair. You slung your arms around his neck, and your legs around his waist as slowly made his way to a nearby guest room, sitting you down on the floor. You lifted to see your boyfriend standing there, the tips of his hair lightly coated with sweat gently stuck to his forehead. His eyes full of lust, and flickering in love.

“Bed, now.”

Such demand in his voice made you melt, frozen in your very spot. You watched as Jimin’s hands gripped the ends of his shirt, and seconds later was over his head. God, the sight of those perfectly toned abs was a blessing. You wanted to kiss, feel, it was killing you. You slowly stumbled back until you hit the edge of the bed, Jimin scoffed and charged at you pinning you down violently as he attacked your lips and neck with kisses. Your echoes already filled the room as you felt those plump lips attack your neck. His teeth sank into your skin, pulling away slowly until there was nothing but an ocean of purple and blue spread across your neck.

This, was not your soft mochi anymore.

In a swift movement, the sweatshirt was over your head and thrown into some random place in the room. Jimin paused and stared as you threw your arms over your chest.

“D-Don’t stare so hard!” You begged as you watched Jimin’s shocked expression transform into a lustful smirk.

“What, I simply can’t stare …” Jimin paused as he aggressively groped both of your breasts while leaning down to your face.

“ … at what’s mine?” Your head was tilted back against the pillow below you as you simply could not believe what was happening. He gave your breasts a sweet slow rub as he rested his face between your breasts, sliding his hand behind you, unbuckling your bra.

“Buying new underwear, mm, you must have known this would happen.” He mumbled as he unhooked your bra, snatching it off and tossing it in some other unknown place propping himself up to hover over you, getting a clear view of your naked upper body.

“Ah Y/N, I can’t control myself anymore.” He then lowered himself again, kneading one of your breasts as he sucked on the other. Such overwhelming pleasure took over your body, your toes, your fingers curled in as the sweet sensation spread through your nerves. You watched as his tongue wrapped around your erect nipple, his teeth delicately grazed over your nipple, enclosing around as he pulled it upward. You released a long dramatic moan into the air as it echoed around the room, as you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him close to your breast.

“J-Jimin..” You moan breathlessly, squirming around. You stop suddenly as you feel him stop sucking as he then lowered himself slowly, leaving a trail of butterfly kisses down your breasts, down your stomach, to your panty line. Jimin slowly lifted his head to see you looking down at him.

“Jagiya … be a good girl, and scream for daddy.” He demanded, biting on the waistband of your

panties, pulling them down. You simply couldn’t believe what was happening in front of you, he was alway so innocent and shy, what happened!? But you couldn’t continue being nervous anymore.

“Okay.” You replied confidently until you felt his lips enclose around your throbbing clit. Your fingers intertwine with the sheets below you as you cocked your head back quickly, moaning in overwhelming pleasure. Lowering your head, You watched Jimin’s head slowly rise to meet eyes with you, he was waiting on you to finish, you knew it.

“Okay … Daddy.” You replied, resting your index finger over your lip, turning away from him, blushing furiously. He chuckled, grazing his fingers gently down your hips until his hands sank into your thighs, lowering his head once again.

“Good girl.” He replied as he blew a gentle puff of air against your clit, causing you to whimper, your back arching slightly. His tongue slowly trailed from your clit to your oozing core.

“Look at how wet you are.” It was such a sight to his eyes, he dove right in, licking viciously, grabbing you by your hips to pull you in closer. You watched as the bedroom suddenly became a blur with every flick of his tongue.

“Faster~.” You begged as you rested your hands on both sides of his head as he sped up, putting your body under a spell as he worked his magic. His hair felt amazing against your fingers as he moved his head back and forth. He smirked smugly as he loved hearing your begging, with that, he forcefully slid in a finger, and another, curling it slowly inside you lifting his head to see your reaction, which pleased him. The way his name rolled of your tongue had anxious to see more. He pumped you harder, and faster, harder and faster. Your legs stretched out along the sheets, back arched a bit more as you took in each and every pump, your body overflowing in pure ecstasy. You felt your lower stomach suddenly tighten, you were close, but you didn’t want to cum on this note, it was too soon. However, as you were thinking, Jimin noticed that as he felt your muscles suddenly tighten around his fingers. You felt pressure suddenly escape your body. You looked down confused until you watched his hand reach his for the button of his jeans. You couldn’t resist it anymore took over, quickly reaching over help him. As the button was undone, and zipper was unzipped, off came his pants. It had been a while since you have had sex, but as you saw him once again, it was like it was your first time all over again.

“Jimin…” At this point you had no words, your hand however was doing all the talking as your fingers slowly snaked around his large throbbing bulge hidden under his boxers. A low hiss escaped his lips as he felt your touch. You enjoyed his reaction and lowered yourself till you were between his legs.

“It’s my turn babe.” You whispered as you brushed your lips against his hardened cock, rubbing it slowly. He threw his head back suddenly as he felt the delicate touch of your lips press up against him. Slowly, you pulled his boxers down, dropping them on the floor as you finally could see his throbbing length standing in front of you. You chuckled evilly as if devil horns appeared on your head. You sighed happily and lowered your self again, gently kissing his tip. You felt his warm precum coat your lips, sending shivers down your spine. The sour taste trailed down your throat, which made you release a soft muffled moan against his tip, he released a groan under his breath which turned you on even more, gaining the courage to, you finally lowered yourself, having his full length slide down your throat. You whimpered in slight discomfort, sending slight vibrations, which he very much enjoyed. After a few seconds of getting used to it, you began to suck lightly, running your tongue along his cock from the bottom, to the tip. Jimin had no reaction, you could feel him twitch in your grasp. He sat there, motionless, his fingers twitched as he felt your teeth graze softly, finally he moaned breathlessly, the ends of his hair soaked in sweat from the overwhelming heat. The pleasure, he couldn’t take it anymore as he pushed you off of him, pinning you back down onto the bed and fixed his position so that he was ready to enter inside of you.

“I need you … now.” You watched as his chest heaved up and down, his muscles were flexed as he had you pinned down, the lust in his eyes, the hot pants he released, you needed him.

“Please.” You moaned as you quickly wrapped your arms around his neck. He rested his head on your shoulder as you did the same. After a few breaths, you threw your head back, releasing a sweet pleasure filled moan into the air as it echoed across the room at the anticipated entrance you’ve been anxiously waiting for. There was slight pain as he remained still, letting you take it in. Warm puffs of air bounced off of your shoulder as he slowly began to move. You heard Jimin mumble about how tight you were which made you giggle lightly. After a few more thrusts, he quickly got used to it and thrusted a bit deeper. You quickly burrowed your face in the curve of his neck and released muffled moans as he thrusted into you. Your mind couldn’t focus on anything else besides what was going on right then and there. The shared heat between you drove you crazy, causing your brain to fog completely. Balancing himself on one hand, he gently brushed his thumb over your clit which made you snap instantly. You screamed his name, there was no keeping quiet anymore. Your body heat covered every inch of your body. Your fingers dug deep into his back, the small orbs of sweat from his back rolled down your fingers as you pulled him closer, making sure you weren’t leaving no space between you two. You felt him smirk against your shoulder as he pounded you deeper, harder, and faster. Over, and over, and over again. With every pump you begged for him to move faster. He just knew where to thrust, hitting your g-spot every time, perfectly. There was that feeling again. The knot in your lower stomach. It was more powerful this time and boy were you close.

“J-Jimin, I’m-I’m close.” You moaned, he knew you were, and you knew he was too. His thrusts became sloppy as his breathing became more hitched, your heart was beating an unbelievable pace as your stomach became tighter and tighter.

“Y-Y/N–.” He pulled you closer until finally, he threw his head back suddenly after thrusting his last few pumps inside you, releasing a sensual moan into your as he finally released himself inside of you. The hot sensation suddenly flowed inside of you that you couldn’t take it anymore, you screamed in pleasure as you came yourself, holding him the tightest you could. After having every last drop fill you, he slowly pulled himself out of you, you released a faint whimper as you both collapsed on the bed, laying next to each other, breathing heavily. You slowly rolled over so that you were laying on top of his heaving chest. You could hear his heart thudding loudly as you smiled at the sound of his voice.

“That .. was amazing.” You chuckled lightly and propped yourself up so that you were looking in his eyes.

“Now, why couldn’t we do that earlier?”

Jimin smirked and patted your head. “Patience is key kitten, you deserved your punishment.”

You rolled your eyes and laid your head back onto his chest, sighing happily.

- admin K

tattoo artist - t.h smut

I wrote this for @tbholland aka Meg: Queen of Ruining My Life (ily though) lmao. gif credit to parkery (tom’s so fucking cute look at him!!!!)

warnings; smut smut smut, swearing also

Originally posted by parkery

You entered the tattoo shop, the buzzing sound of tattoo machines filling your ears. You walk up to the reception desk and give your name, the receptionist woking you to take a seat and wait while she brings out Tom.

You were getting your second tattoo, however at a different place this time. Your first tattoo was done somewhere more dodgy, the design was not the best but it was only small and on your shoulder so you weren’t too bothered. This time, you wanted something bigger and more delicate and feminine - a sternum tattoo of a mandala lotus design. You spoke to your friend about the tattoo and she recommended this place.

After waiting about 5 minutes, the receptionist Paisley returns with a man in tow, his brown locks slicked back, his arms covered in various designs, forming a sleeve on one arm. He wore a tight fitting black t shirt, the sleeves tight around his muscular arms. You could vaguely see his abs through his top, the fabric sitting nicely against his skin. He wears a single hoop earring in his right ear, his warm brown eyes are welcoming and his smile is award winning.

“Y’alright love? I’m Tom, what can I do for you today?” You silently admire him as he shakes your hand, his touch lingering slightly.

“I’d like this on my sternum, just under the boobs.” You tell him, showing an image of the design you want. He asks for the phone, sketching up an image similar to the work on the photo. His design is even better than the picture you show him, causing your heart to flutter slightly. You like this guy already.

“Is this alright, darling? I was thinking the top of the flower could come up right between the breasts?” He tells you, his ideas full of passion.

“That sounds perfect, actually,” you smile at him.

“Sweet. Shall we go out back and get started then?” He asks you, leading you to the back room where the tattooing is done. He takes you over to his station, readying the machine and ink while you strip yourself of your top, laying down on the leather seat before removing your bra. You feel Tom looking at you from the corner of his eye, still preparing the tattoo machine, slightly distracted by the image of you lying on the seat in front of him, lacking clothing. Your hands cover your nipples, asking Tom how to position your breasts. You’re quite confident, something he finds endearing about you. He tells you to lift your breasts up and pull them apart, slightly, so he can get the stencil on perfectly. Tom carefully puts the stencil in place, the lotus flower fitting perfectly central between and under your breasts, his touch sending a wave of electricity through you.

“Is this your first?” He asks, as he changes his gloves to start tattooing you.

“Nah, I have a really shit one on my shoulder of a rose - it’s only small but I have a pretty high pain tolerance.” Tom’s eyes never leave yours as you talk to him.

“How shit is it? You might need a touch up or a cover up, if you want one of course.” You consider his offer, finding yourself wanting to come back to see Tom again.

“It’s pretty shitty but I never see it so it doesn’t bother me too much. I’ll show you it after if you’d like? Then we can devise a plan?” You ask him, you can tell Tom enjoys talking to you about tattoos. He’s passionate about them.

Tom smiles at you as he picks up the tattoo machine, dipping the needle in ink and turning the machine on to start tattooing you. He begins tattooing, going over the stencil with the needle. The feeling of the warm skin of his arm on your stomach is sensational, his brow furrowed slightly as he concentrates on getting the design perfect. Your heart rate picks up a bit the closer he gets to just under your breasts, his hand just skimming the soft flesh. He notices your breath hitching at the slight contact, briefly breaking his concentrated stare on the tattoo. Smirking cockily to himself, his eyes go back to the design he’s tattooing, his fingers skimming your breasts again; this time more intentionally.

“Take deep breaths through the pain, sweetheart.” He tells you, though you both know full well that your rapid breathing isn’t because of the pain of the tattoo machine, but rather the feeling of Tom against you.

The pain was not unbearable, although it was more uncomfortable than the small one on your shoulder.

“All done. I’ll pass you a mirror and you can tell me what you think? Then we can go through aftercare and stuff like that.” Tom says, cleaning up your tattoo. He hands you a mirror to take a proper look at the new design just under and between your breasts. It’s a beautiful design of a lotus flower, better than the original picture you showed him. You smile as you look at the design some more, loving the look of the ink on your skin.

“Thank you so much! I love it.” You look up at Tom, smiling. He hands you back your top, advising you not to wear your bra just yet as the skin is still sore, and talks through aftercare as you pull the fabric over your head, careful not to flash anyone your nipples. Tom watches you carefully as he speaks to you, taking in the soft skin of your stomach and breasts, watching them disappear as you pull your top down. You catch him looking and blush profusely, to which he smirks at you.

“What about this little tattoo on my shoulder? Do you think it needs covering? I trust your professional opinion.” You ask him, laughing slightly at your last statement, easing the tension from before.

“Lemme have a look,” you pull down the sleeve of your t shirt to show him the old tattoo, “oh yeah that’s pretty shit, love. Do you want something similar or different when you come back for a touch up?” He asks, inspecting the tattoo. Again, the feeling of his fingers on your skin ignites something in you, causing butterflies in your stomach.

“I think the rose is pretty tacky not gonna lie, plus it’s not even my favourite flower.”

Tom leads you back out to the main reception area, going behind the counter to book an appointment for you.

“How’s next Tuesday, around 6? It shouldn’t take too long to cover, darling.” He tells you, your heart skips a beat when he calls you darling, just making him more attractive to you.

“Sounds perfect.” You smile at him. You pay Tom for your tattoo, leaving the shop with a blush on your face and the thought of Tom’s hands on you.

When you go back to get your other tattoo covered, Tom immediately jumps up to greet you, asking about your recent tattoo. You show him it, as it’s healed, and he smiles to himself, clearly proud of his work.

“Looks amazing, babe.” He smirks as he tells you this, somehow knowing what his little pet names do to you.

The shop is fairly empty, only one other customer in there and Tom tells you that their receptionist is off sick so he’d been having to cover reception all day. You laugh at this, unable to see him sat behind the desk for the day, he seems all to fidgety to be bound to one place.

“Don’t laugh at me, sweets, I’m in control of the needle remember.” He smiles at you, the flirty banter between you two just adding to your attraction to one another. You sit on the same leather chair, pulling the sleeve of your top down so Tom has access to covering it. He places the stencil over your old tattoo, his breath hot on your neck - you feel like he does this on purpose. Tom gets called out into the main reception area, just as he was about to start tattooing you.

“Ah, fucks sake. I’ll be back in a sec, love.” He tells you, leaving the room to see what he’s needed for.

He returns maybe 5 minutes later, your head shoots up from your phone, looking at him expectantly.

“So the other guy, Gary, had to go home early. Family emergency. I’ve just put the closed sign up on the door, hope you don’t mind, I just don’t want people disturbing us.” He tells you, slightly out of breath from the explanation.

“Tom, it’s fine, I don’t mind at all.” You smile at him, putting your phone down and sitting back up on the chair. The thought of being alone in the shop with Tom somehow gives you a boost of confidence, “besides, I quite like the thought of just you and me here.” You stand up as you say this, walking over to Tom.

“Is that so?” He smirks back at you, cockily. His hand reaches for the door, closing it slowly. You continue walking over to him, backing him against the door.

“Mhm. I like that we won’t have any disruptions.” You’re dangerously close to him now, still not touching one another - teasing.

He smirks at you, “careful what you say, darling, you might get me a tad too excited.”

You blush at this, knowing Tom has some sort of feelings for you making you both nervous and excited.

“How excited, Tom?” You lean up, your bodies making slight contact now. You can feel his heartbeat against your chest, fast. He’s still smirking at you, looking into your eyes for any signs of doubt. After finding none, he leans close to your lips; “very excited.”

You growl as you grab his t shirt, smashing his lips against yours. His arms go straight to your waist, curling around you and bringing you closer to him. Your hands move up to his curly hair, feeling soft between your fingers. You tug his hair as you deepen the kiss, causing Tom to moan softly.

“Fuck, darling, who knew you were so rough?”

“Shut up and kiss me, Holland.” He chuckles and brings your lips back to his by grabbing your jaw, guiding you to him. One of his strong, tattooed arms are still wrapped around your waist, his hand slides down to grope your ass, causing you to moan now. You deepen the kiss, tasting Tom. He reciprocates, moaning at the feeling of your tongue on his, teasing you with a “what else can that tongue do, sweetheart?”

His other hand moves from your jaw to your ass, lifting you up. You wrap your legs around his waist, his strong arms holding you close to him. You can feel his arousal on you, his cock prominent through the material of his jeans. You whine at the feeling of him on you, your senses are consumed wholly by Tom - his smell, his taste, his hot skin, his hands on your ass, the feeling of his hair between your fingers.

Tom leads you to his tattooing station, setting you down on his leather chair, never breaking the kiss. You lean up to kiss him, as Tom pushes your top up, feeling the soft skin of your stomach beneath his fingertips.

“Don’t be so gentle, Holland.”

“Darling, you don’t know what’s coming.” He tells you, leaning in to kiss you again. He pulls away from the kiss biting your lower lip, causing you to whimper.

He works on getting your jeans off as you work on his top, pulling the cotton material over his head, his hands immediately going back to your jeans, you lift your hips so he can slide them off. He pushes your legs apart, fingers digging into the skin, while he kisses you. Your hands roam his body, pulling his torso towards you, tracing his prominent abs. Tom breaks the kiss and starts kissing down your neck, causing your eyes to flutter closed as he roughly sucks the skin there.

“Looks like you have many ways of marking my skin.” You laugh at your own comment, feeling Tom smile against you before he bites down on your neck, causing your laugh to turn into a loud moan.

“Darling, you sound so good.” He tells you, his hands are still gripping your thighs, his lips and tongue continue their attack on your neck, you’re so turned on your pussy aches. Tom continues kissing down your neck, stopping to pull your t shirt over your head, and proceeding to kiss down your body. He unhooks your bra, your soft boobs press against his hard chest. Tom leans down to kiss along your breasts, kissing the lotus flower he tattooed on you last week. His left hand glides up your thigh, coming to your centre. He feels you through your underwear, which are wet from your arousal.

“Fuck, you’re so wet. Is this all for me?” His words cause you to moan, “yes, baby, all for you.”

Tom smirks to himself again, his fingers continuing to tease your pussy. He brings his other hand up to take your panties off completely, leaving you bare and beautiful before him. His mouth waters at the sight of you, legs spread, pussy on show, incredible boobs, hickies covering your neck and collarbones. His hands go back to your thighs as he leans his entire body lower, his face coming in line with your pussy. You moan at the sight of Tom between your legs, his tattoo covered arms flex as he lifts your thighs over his shoulders. Tom leans in to kiss up your thighs, teasing you. You squirm under his touch, causing him to lift one hand upto your stomach, holding you down.

“Stop squirming, baby, it only makes it worse for you,” he’s smirking smugly, his lips looking incredibly red and inviting.

Tom leans down again, this time licking up between your folds, to your clit. You let out the loudest moan yet, his warm wet tongue surprising you. Your hands fly to his hair, keeping him right between your legs. He licks up again, coming to your clit which he flicks with the tip of his tongue. Your hands grip his hair harder, wanting him to stay between your legs forever. He moans as you tug his hair, the sound vibrating against your aching pussy.

“Fuck, Tom, ‘m close, babe.” Your legs are shaking on his broad shoulders, his hand still holding you down, his tongue flicking your sensitive bundle of nerves. You bring his head closer to your cunt, his tongue never stopping. You look down to see him already staring at you, making eye contact while he works wonders on you with just his tongue. You come at the sight of him and the feeling of his tongue on your clit. You grip his hair harder, arching your back while your legs shake from the incredible orgasm. You moan out loud, “fuck fuck fuck, Tom!” eyes rolling to the back of your head. Tom laps at your pussy while you come down from your high, tasting you.

“You taste so sweet, darling.” He tells you, leaning back up to kiss you, the taste of your cunt still lingering on his lips and tongue.

“I bet you taste sweeter.” You challenge him, smirking as your hands come down to his jeans, pulling on the button and zip.

“As much as I’d love to see your pretty lips wrapped around me, if I’m not inside of you soon I think I might lose my shit.” Tom tells you, searching for his wallet. He finds it in his back pocket, pulling a condom out.

“You’re one of those guys,” you tease, giggling to yourself. You know full well that Tom isn’t like other guys, but teasing him whilst he’s ready to fuck you seems to add to his dominance.

“Sweetheart, I’m not one of those guys.” He tells you, pulling down his jeans and boxers. He pulls you in for another kiss, your hand going between you to roll the condom onto his hard cock. Tom groans at the feeling of your small hand on his aching dick.

“You’re so good, baby.” You smile st the compliment, leaning back against the leather chair. Tom follows eagerly, spreading your legs and positioning himself between them. He lines his cock up with your wet entrance, pushing in slowly. He’s thicker and longer than what you’re used to but he feels so good inside you. Tom let’s you adjust for a minute, holding back to make sure you’re comfortable before pounding into you. He thrusts hard into you, his cock going deep inside you, hitting your g spot instantly.

“Fuck! You’re so good, baby.” You tell him, the feeling of his cock inside you is heavenly. His inked arms are situated either side of your torso, your own arms reaching up to wrap around his shoulders. You moan as he thrusts into you wildly, now knowing you’d adjusted perfectly to him. You scratch down his back as he fucks you, causing Tom to moan loudly as well. You can see sweat forming on his forehead, his lips parted as he focuses on your body beneath him. You pull him down for a sloppy kiss, a messy mixture of lips and tongues, he bites your lip s few times, causing you to whimper. One of his hands comes to rest on your breast, feeling the soft flesh between his fingers. He groans at the feeling of your boobs, mixed with you clenching your pussy on him.

“Shit, darling, so tight.” His moans punctuated with thrusts. You are a moaning mess beneath him, his hand slides down to your clit and rubs there, adding to the immense pleasure you’re feeling.

You moan loudly at the sudden contact, clenching around his cock again.

“Yes, darling, is that good? You like when I fuck you hard and rough?” You moan at this, answering with “yes, fuck.”

You feel your second orgasm approaching, Toms thrusts become sloppier, your cunt clenching tightly around him.

“Tom, babe, i’m gonna come.” you moan out at him

“Don’t hold back, darling. Come for me.”

You come on cue - Tom’s fingers on your clit mixed with him hitting your g spot with every thrust bringing you to the edge. You clenching around Tom sets off his orgasm, he comes with a groan, emptying his load into the condom. He thrusts sloppily as you both come down from your highs, pulling out and discarding of the condom before collapsing on top of you.

“Y’know, when you asked me to come back for a touch up I was not expecting this.” You tell him, giggling as he lies his head on your chest, your fingers running through his hair.

“I wasn’t expecting you to be so kinky, sweets.” He smirks at you, looking into your eyes. Your heart flutters as you lean down to peck his lips, admiring the different designs on his arms. You notice he had more tattoos on his thighs, calves and one on his chest. You spend the rest of the night talking about everything and nothing.

Put That Body On Me

pairing: daveed diggs x reader 

request: none, i’m just thirsty for diggs like the rest of the world

summary: reader’s goes out to the bar with her friends after a long day and she catches daveed’s eye

warnings: NSFW, smut, swearing obviously, alcohol

words: 3076

a/n: so this is 100% inspired by ed sheeran’s shape of you, that got me in the mood for my first smut fic. i need to thank @diggs4life a million times for being such a great help, and i hope you enjoy!


To say it had been a long day would be an understatement. When you woke up, you had a stable job and a boyfriend, but by the end of the night you had neither of those things. Sure, it was just an office job, but it was a way to make ends meet, and you didn’t know yet what losing it meant for you.

Since before you were in college, you’d had a job and it was part of what kept you sane in day to day life. Your company apparently thought you were replaceable though, so they did exactly what you feared most: replaced you with a younger face with fresh ideas. And your boyfriend? He did the exact same thing.

So yeah, your day had been long and you couldn’t wait for it to be over, but your friends had other ideas for the night. Five minutes after you told them about your day, your front door was flung open and three of your best friends made their presence known.

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Protect You (JD x Reader)

Heathers (JD x Reader) I was imagining the film JD, soo yeah! Hope you liked it! Feedback is awesome too.
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I stared down at the two faces of my half-attackers. The two jocks, Ram and Kurt. I felt anything but pleasure as the other girls looked at me in envy as they both pressed me up against a locker.
“What do you want?” I questioned, clicking my tongue.
“We want to know why you don’t like us. Or wanna date us.” They stared at me, as if it was the most intelligent in the world; whilst the rest of Westerberg held their breath.
“Because you’re both idiots. You’d need to give me a LOT of stuff for me to date either one of you.” I retorted, very aware of another person watching; the weird trench coat kid who had a really handsome, angular face with sharp cheekbones.
Ram and Kurt took this into consideration, conversing with each other, before they stripped from their jock jackets.
“We think you’re hot. We’ll let you wear our jackets!” Ram slipped his arm around my waist and pulled me from my spot in the corner, before they both slung their red-and-white jackets over my shoulders.
“You can alternate. Wear one one day and another another day!” Kurt flashed a smirk.
“How about no…..” I brushed them off and tried to walk to class. 10 minutes until free period ends but I just wanted to get away from them.
“Hey!!” Ram ran up to me and once again; cornered me. They both really like that tactic apparently.
“Go on a date with us to a drive in.”
“Ugh-no!” I impatiently stammered.
Kurt came closer to my face, as if to kiss me before weird trench coat kid slammed his fist against a locker, rattling the row of it.
“You heard her! No! Get away, assholes.” His voice was scratchy but protective.
I grinned a bit, looking up.
“What are you gonna do?” Ram & Kurt said in unison.
I don’t really remember much, but I saw a metallic gunmetal flash, which coincidentally was an actual gun.
Kurt and Ram backed off for then.

(Lunch Period)


“Maybe you should go on that date.” My friend Veronica told me, holding a staring contest with the school’s weird red Jell-O; prodding it with her fork as it bounced right back.
“Why?” I gasped, surprised. Veronica hasn’t had too many good run-ins with them either.
“Because I think they want someone to hug. Maybe they’re lonely.”
“Pfff…yeah they want someone to do.” I grimaced at the thought.
“Please just do it. We can get something to talk about, to. It’ll be fun.”
“I’m literally, gonna die.”
“I’ll have that weird kid with the gun follow you.”
“Reassuring.”
“Okay, Miss overreacting.” She sighed and got up, dumping the contents of her tray into the garbage and heading to class, brushing shoulders with Heather McNamara.

The piercing shriek of the bell woke me from my thoughts, and I swallowed my pride and ran up to catch Kurt and Ram.
“I’ll go out with you.” I sighed.
“What?!?”
“Ahahah a yeahhhhhh!” They both collided shoulders and ran out.
“Pick you up at 8!” They screamed back at me. I sighed once more.

“Looks like you need some help.” The scratchy voices came from behind me, and I tilted my head upward to stare at the gun kid.
“Will you fight for me?” I questioned, gently touching his fingers.
“I’m JD, (Y/N). I’ll be there at the movies. I’ll protect you.” He smirked to himself.
“How do you know my name?”
“I have my ways…”
….
I frowned as I dabbed on a bit of clear pink lip gloss, staring down at my purple dress. It’s be lucky if It was in one piece by the end.

I stared out the window and saw a dingy looking faded cobalt car, and inhaled deeply before rushing out.

The moment I set afoot in the car I knew that hell was coming.

I tried to focus on the drive in movie, but I was failing. Ram and Kurt were eyeing not only me but other areas…of me and I was feeling extremely off about it. In any situation I’d run for the hills but I made a promise and I was pretty sure JD was behind me in a different car.
“So do you wanna like..?”
“No!” My automatic response kicked in.
They looked at each other and unzipped.
“You make my balls blue, though!”
“Ewww..:”
“Come'on.”
“UGH you’ve got a left hand, use it!”
I was pressed up against the car wall now and I felt hot breath on my face as Ram kissed me.

Suddenly, the alternate door opened and JD dragged Kurt and Ram out by the back of their jackets, before slamming them and carrying me out into his car.

I waited for about 5 minutes before trench coat came back, smirking at me.
“You’ll probably have a better time with me.” He laughed, turning the key to the engine.
“True.”
“You know what I really want?” He looked in my eyes, dead serious, before his expression softened.
“A slushee. Let’s go!”

I do

this is the l o n g e s t thing i’ve ever written also it’s literally a fluff extravaganza so you’re welcome. thanks to @kidinlovewithakid for helping me on this (it would actually suck ass if she didn’t) so enjoy folks! 

feedback is very much appreciated! <3 

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“Y/n,” you felt someone shake your body in attempt to wake you up. You groaned and turned yourself around so you were facing the opposite side of your warm bed. “Y/n you need to get up, you’re getting married today!” the voice you now identified as Mel, your best friend and maid of honour, kept vigorously shaking you until you finally sat up. You figured they must have let themselves in earlier since you had given Mel a key to the house for emergencies.

“Guys it’s so early please let me sleep,” you mumbled, wrapping yourself up in your warm comforter again in hopes they’ll give you just 5 more minutes. It may be your wedding day, but you were still beyond tired from last night’s rehearsal dinner and you were really starting to wish you and Shawn hadn’t stayed up for 4 hours after you got home. Neither of you had been able to sleep due to nerves and excitement so you decided to stay up and watch movies until you were tired.

“Where’s Shawn?” you mumbled, noticing that the other side of the bed was already empty.  You were a little disappointed that he woke up before you, even though you aren’t supposed to see each other until the ceremony you wanted to sneak in one last moment together before the chaos started.

“He left, now get up so you can go marry my brother!” Aaliyah exclaimed, jumping onto the bed and pulling the covers off you, exposing you to the cold morning air that was coming in from the window that Mel must have opened. You sat cross legged on your bed and took a look at your bridesmaids and the two mothers standing around you waiting for you to get out of the bed so you could finally go to the outdoor field where the ceremony was taking place.  You let out a shaky breath, the realization that you were actually getting married later finally sinking in.

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All I Had - Part 2

Summary: Savitar kidnaps reader because in the future she was his lover, she was there for him when everyone rejected him. However, she died and now he’s in the present seeking revenge from the team while finding a way to be with her again.

Pairings: Savitar!Barry x reader

Word count: 1754

A/N: Hi guys! The much requested part 2 is finally here. You gave me a lot of suggestions and ideas and I’m trying to incorporate them through the story to make it something enjoyable to all of us! I’m not sure if you’ll like this part as much as the first one, but I really hope you do. Also, this one has a lot of dialogue oops. But anyway, I’d love to hear your opinions, they mean a lot to me x

Part 1 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6

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Ashes [M] Final

Pairing: reader x Hoseok

Genre: angst, vampire!au

Word Count: 8,109

Warnings: MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH, depictions of violence and gore

A/N: I cannot believe I am finally writing this. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for embracing this story. Thank you for giving me the confidence for stepping outside of my comfort zone as a writer. I was extremely nervous to write a vamp au but you all welcomed this story with open arms. Thank you for loving vamp Hoseok and the OC as much as I have

Originally posted by jengkook

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The pain raging through your body was nothing like you ever felt. The feeling of your teeth coming in that very first time was child’s play compared to this. You tried to stand on your feet, but the searing pain of Hoseok’s torture made you crumple back down to the ground. A pair of hands pulled you up from the grass, and brought you back inside the cabin. This was the worst nightmare you had ever experienced, except you would never wake up from this one.

Someone held a pint of blood to you lips, forcing you to drink until the plastic bag was empty. He sank down onto his knees, but through your blurred vision it was impossible to see his face. But he smelled familiar. “Y/N?” he asked cautiously, and you blinked several times until the red haired vampire came into focus.

“What the hell are you doing here?” you hissed, as you came face to face with one of Kai’s right hand men. “I thought I killed you.”

Chanyeol laughed, “You tried, but Kai was able to pull me out of the boathouse.”

“Chanyeol is on our side, Y/N. You didn’t think that Jimin was the only vampire we had on the inside, did you?. You can put your claws away.” Namjoon informed you as he came trudging through the room followed by the others. All in various stages of the healing process.

“How can I trust him?” you hissed, still unable to accept the redheaded vampire’s presence in the cabin.

The tall vampire looked you straight in your dead eyes, “Because you can’t. I could really care less what happens to you, I just want that asshole dead.”

A chill spread across your spine as he repeated the words you had heard several times over. The two of you stared at each other, enemies fighting for the same cause. You pursed your lips into a thin line as you started to pace the kitchen, “Fine. Tell me what your big plans are.”

Namjoon nodded at the empty chair at the table, “I think you should sit down for this.”

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Surprise

AN: so it was my birthday yesterday and i just wanted tom/someone to do cute shit with me on my birthday lol (ALSO I HIT 4K YESTERDAY THANK YOU EVERYONE)

Tom Holland x Reader

// Masterlist // 


Originally posted by tomshollandss

“Baby, I’m so sorry.” Tom looked at me apologetically through my phone screen.

Tears pricked the corners of my eyes. I couldn’t be prouder of what Tom’s achieved but I missed his presence so much. Now, Tom couldn’t make it home in time for my birthday tomorrow because of a sudden rush shooting for his newest project.

“It’s okay. I understand. I just miss you, Tommy.” My voice was quivering and a tear slipped down my cheek. I quickly wiped it away. Tom’s face crumbled.

“I miss you too, Y/N. I am so so so sorry. When I get back, I promise I’ll make it up to you. What do you want to eat? I’ll cook it.” Tom rambled. I wiped my nose.

“But you don’t know how to cook.” I stated.

“Well, I made you cry so now I do.” This made me laugh. “There’s the smile I love.”

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Millennial Love

Requested by @tomshollandss with this prompt

Summary: Tom stalks your social media and slides into those DMs. 


Your multi fandom Twitter account was your own little fangirl haven. The topics you tweeted about ranged from One Direction, Beyoncé, Marvel, Harry Potter, Law & Order, and more. Your hilarious, relatable tweets helped you rack up over 50k loyal followers. 

Most recently, Tom Holland had branched from your Marvel obsession, having stolen your heart when you first watched Spider-Man: Homecoming. 

“Hey everyone! Just came home from SM:HC, so slowly watch as my Twitter becomes strictly a Tom Holland fan account!” you tweeted. 

Your post went viral as many of your followers and the general public agreed with you. Throughout the next weeks, you tweeted frequently about events such as The Brother’s Trust meet and greet, the Tokyo premiere, and the infamous “Hoodiegate” aka Tom’s incessant teasing about his haircut. 

You had the typical fangirl tweets, including praising Tom for his work and admiring his looks, but you also had no problem roasting him as well. For example, a thread of examples of when he was an asshole became wildly popular and gained a lot of attention; some of it coming from the boys themselves. Harrison followed and quoted it with a “This could not be more accurate, mate @TomHolland1996”, which prompted Tom to like and retweet it, and Harry liked it, as well. 

One day, on a whim, you decided to post your personal Instagram handle. You had no shame about people figuring out who you were; plus, you kept your Instagram clear of locations and clues about where you might live: “Alright here goes nothing! Follow my personal Instagram, @(your-user)! Hopefully none of you are lunatics, and I’ll be following some of you as well!" 

Thousands of new followers appeared on Instagram, all incredibly happy about your newly public profile. You decided to turn off notifications to only show you things from users that you followed. It was beneficial that you did, for you would’ve missed it when your phone lit up with an important Instagram notification. 

(your-user): tomholland2013 started following you.

Quickly followed by, (your user): tomholland2013: I hope you don’t qualify me as a lunatic 😅 

Shocked, you quickly screenshotted this monumental moment. After a few minutes of calming yourself down, you opened Instagram. Hoards of comments and messages of congratulations all came pouring in, but you only were focused on one message. 

"Eh, I don’t REALLY know you. So, I can’t say for sure. But, from your pictures you look pretty normal! And you did some movies? That’s cool! I may have seen them 🤔" 

You tried to keep it light and funny, as your Twitter was basically a huge Tom Holland roast. "By the way, thanks for following!” you quickly sent, showing your authentic gratitude. Putting your phone down, you went to get some water, as you felt very dizzy. 

He probably won’t reply for a while at least, you thought. Or maybe not at all. He’s busy. Except, when you returned to your phone, another message had come onto your screen. 

“haha i mean I dont really know you either. Maybe you’re the actual lunatic in this situation?” Another message came in, “but seriously, no problem at all xx. I’ve stalked your twitter so… I feel like this is only right 😂”

 "Hope you didn’t find anything too embarrassing. So, does this make us internet friends? 😎" 

 "Is that what this is called? Let’s do it 👊🏼" 

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