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Kagami, number 42: I swear it was an accident.

Guess who’s in an angsty mooooooood?

“Wait, ____, please wait!”

But you didn’t want to give Kagami the sanctification of you staying. Wait for what? To hear how he got those kissed bruises on his neck and chest? All you wanted was out of the house.

“____, please just-”

“Let go of me!” you cried, shaking your wrist our of Kagami’s hold. He flinched to see your eyes filled with hate and tears. The bruises on his neck suddenly felt more like venom than bites. Especially when you stared at them, but it didn’t last long when you turned to leave. “Don’t follow me.”

Kagami ran in front of you, blocking the front door. He was desperate, you could see that. But your heart. Your heart was in so much pain. You could feel it pulling apart, the bleeding was there. It hurt so much.

“Please, move, Taiga. I… I can’t even look at you,” you cried silently. You just wanted out. How could you look at Kagami when his skin was tainted by lips that weren’t yours?

You tried to turn away from Kagami as he attempted to hold your face. Even when you shook your head and dodged him, his hands still cupped your face, making you look into his eyes. Kagami tried for the words. He tried for any. I love you. Please don’t leave me. Let me explain.

“I swear it was an accident,” Kagami managed to say. His throat was thinning, barely any air could get through. If you two weren’t close, you couldn’t really hear him.

But that wasn’t enough. That answer wasn’t enough. How dare Kagami cry. Why is he crying when he betrayed you?

“It was an accident. Really?” you seethed. “Letting another woman kiss you is an accident?”

You shook your head out of Kagami’s grasp and walked the other way. Kagami watched you pacing the room, confused. He didn’t know what to do, or let alone say. All he knew was he wanted to fix this, he wanted you to stay. “____?”

Just hearing his voice made your fingers go on fire. You looked at the picture of you two on the beach, smiling and Kagami holding you from behind, and you launched it at Kagami. Just in time to see it come at him, Kagami ran out of its way, letting the picture frame break against the door. Hearing the glass crack, Kagami looked to the picture then you.

“That was an accident, huh Taiga? I didn’t mean to throw our picture, but hey. It was an accident!” You turned and found another picture. One second it was on the side table and next thing you knew it was thrown against the wall.

“____, stop!”

“Sorry, Taiga. I didn’t mean to throw those, they were accidents!” you yelled, the tears just falling.

Your anger erupted throughout your body and you just grabbed whatever to throw at Kagami. Another picture frame, a pillow, the throw on the couch, a stuffed bear he won you at a carnival, anything. But Kagami would dodge it. He could avoid these, but he couldn’t avoid the girl that was kissing him? He couldn’t dodge a hot girls lips against his skin? He couldn’t dodge a girl throwing herself at him? He could dodge you but not her?

“____, stop!” Kagami shouted, grabbing onto your wrists.

“Let go of me!” you shouted back. You broke out of Kagami’s grasp and slapped his cheek. There was a moment of silence after hearing your skin’s slap against each other. Kagami didn’t move, he just let his cheek sting. And you let everything spill. “You! You stop! Stop lying to me! Stop telling me it was an accident! Stop telling me to wait! You stop, Taiga!”

You walked out the door without Kagami saying another word.

The phone rang loudly in the dark. Aomine couldn’t hold back his grunt as he answered the phone. “Whoever this is, do you know how-”

“Daiki,” you whimpered.

Aomine’s eyes shot open as he sat up. “____? What’s wrong?”

There was only your whimpers and cries on the other line. Aomine walked out his room and into the kitchen. He was just mindlessly working now, making coffee. When he read the clock, it said 4:09 AM. Aomine waited for your cries to settle. “Can I come over?”

Aomine couldn’t hold back from his eyes widening. This was a bad idea. If you were planning to come here, that meant Kagami did something.

“What did Kagami do?” Aomine asked.

“Please, Daiki. Can I… Can I just come over?” Aomine could just picture you crying in the street, you wiping away at your tears.

Aomine closed his eyes as he sighed. “Where are you? I’ll come get you.”

After you gave Aomine your destination, he heard a click of a door as he was ready to leave. Aomine looked back to see Momoi wiping her eyes as she walked out her room. “Dai-chan? Where are you going?”

“I’ll be back. I need to get… What did you do last night?” Aomine asked bewildered. He was used to Momoi in her cami top and extremely short shorts to sleep in. He wasn’t used to kiss marks all over her neck and chest.

“Huh? Oh uh…” Momoi’s voice trailed off as she slapped her hands over her neck. She wouldn’t look Aomine in the eye. Must have been an ugly guy or something. “It was just a silly fun night. Nothing big. Where are you going so late?”

“____ needs me to get her. I think her and Kagami are fighting, so-”

“Daiki, no wait!” Momoi blurted out. How did she dart so fast from the other side of the living room to the front door?

“W-What?! What’s wrong with you?!” Aomine asked, startled. He tried releasing his arm from Momoi’s hold, but he began to panic and hold on tighter. “S-Satsuki, let go! What’s-”

“Don’t get ____-chan!”

“What, why not?! She needs me!”

“I know you’re in love with her, Dai-chan, but she can’t see me!”

“Why not?! You were probably going to be…” But then Aomine looked at Momoi’s marked neck again. They were kissed bruises, he wasn’t dumb. “What did you and Kagami do?”

“Dai-chan, please… Please don’t-”

But Aomine shook off Momoi off his arm. “I’m getting her. And you’re going to tell me what the fuck happened between you two after she leaves.”

Aomine slammed the door behind him as he left.

I want you to kiss me. like I’ve never been kissed before. slam me against the wall. get your hands tangled in my hair. grab my hips and pull me closer. scratch up and down my back. grab the back of my neck. kiss me. tangle our tongues. bite me. bite my lips. my neck. my chest. kiss me and never stop. please? 

I want you to moan. I want you to gasp in my ear, pretending like you’re trying to hide the sound, like you’re trying to smother it, but I still hear it. I want your fingernails to dig into my skin and your lips to move faster and harder and deeper against mine. I want your eyes to roll back in your head and your body to push into mine, until we’re sticking to each other’s skin. I want to feel the heat radiating from your skin, I want to feel your muscles shake against my flesh. I want you to beg and I want you to throw your head back, shuddering for breath. I want your neck to be exposed for me to bite and your chest to be bare so it can be skin on skin, flesh on flesh. I want your legs wrapped around me, I want us to grind on each other so hard it makes your muscles clench and your jaw drop and your eyes have a look of pure ecstasy.
—  I want you.
I want your Monday morning sleep soaked eyes, dream drenched voice, lazy bones ‘five more minutes please babe.’

I want your Tuesday afternoon stretching break, glasses off, laughter on, ‘just hold me for a while, it’s been a hard day.’

I want your Wednesday evening fingers through you hair, teeth biting nails, neck extended, eye glazing, ‘this paperwork never ends’

I want your Thursday night wine for two, bones unbind, muscles let loose, flats, slacks, ‘just me and you’

I want your finally Friday full soul smile, sun sipping light from the glaciers in your eyes, fingers unfurl, hand extends, ‘come on babe, lets go wild’

I want your weekend, your movie marathon Saturday, reading by the fireplace, making love in the blankets 
I want your Sunday morning orange juice and cereal with blueberries, white sheets, tender skin, hair so friendly it’s standing up waving, ‘let’s not get out of bed today.’

I want your ordinary and your stress, rest, release I want your bad day and that terrible night
I want you drunk in my arms forgetting the place but never my name

I want your lazy and your lonely and your fist full of fight
I want you everyday in every way for the rest of my life.
I want forever as partners, husband and wife.
I want our love to always come first.
I’m yours on bended knees.
—  mardybryant

“I want you to moan. I want you to gasp in my ear, pretending like you’re trying to hide the sound, like you’re trying to smother it, but I still hear it. I want your fingernails to dig into my skin and your lips to move faster and harder and deeper against mine. I want your eyes to roll back in your head and your body to push into mine, until we’re sticking to each other’s skin. I want to feel the heat radiating from your skin, I want to feel your muscles shake against my flesh. I want you to beg and I want you to throw your head back, shuddering for breath. I want your neck to be exposed for me to bite and your chest to be bare so it can be skin on skin, flesh on flesh. I want your legs wrapped around me, I want us to grind on each other so hard it makes your muscles clench and your jaw drop and your eyes have a look of pure ecstasy.”

Anyone wanna be my girlfriend?

I’ll take you on walks in the park
Buy you ice cream
Take cute couple selfies
Hold your hand
Kiss your cheek
Bite your lip
Play with your hair
Suck on your neck
And cuddle all night

you know what i fucking love?
lip biting. kiss me softly and bite my lip when you pull away. suck on my tongue.
kiss my neck and bite my inner thighs. leave your marks baby girl.
leave me hickies with your beautiful lips.
talk dirty to me and whisper in my ear, tell me how badly you want me to taste you.
guide my hands down your body to where you want me to touch you the most.
pull my hair. and moan my name.
scream from the pleasure.
and tell me how much you love every moment,
of my tongue exploring your body.
grind your body on mine and scratch my back.
i want to pin you down. tease you.
run my fingers along your body,
passing your most sensitives areas.
and then back up again.
tell me how turned on you are princess. tell me how you want it.
grab my ass and slap it hard. leaving me handprints to claim it as yours.
ill hold you from behind and choke you while
my other hand explores your pussy.
dance on me.
let me make you feel good baby.
—  @yes-h0mo
I just want to kiss, cuddle, watch movies, bite your neck, play video games, listen to music, watch cartoons, drink coffee, go on adventures, and hold hands with you.

Bite my neck

Let me feel your body pressed against mine

Wrap your arms around me

Leave hickies across my chest

Give me reasons to wear t shirts in public

But nothing in private

Admiring the love bites

Covering my collar bones

Make me want you

Truly want you

I miss the feeling of desire

Seeping under my skin

Enticing bad decisions

That bring more satisfaction than they should

Let me kiss you so deeply it feels like there’s no way out of this moment even if we wanted one. Let me move my hands along your body and experience every inch of you. I want to get lost in your breathing and the feel of your body tightening and moving underneath mine. Let me pull you so close that I get confused on which heartbeat is mine. I want to kiss your neck. I want to kiss down your stomach. I want to kiss your thighs. I want to leave marks on everything in between. I want to get so lost in the moment and so lost in you that I can’t explain it any better than the fact that I completely crave you. Let my tongue explain how badly I ache for you. Let my hands have minds of their own. Let me whisper in your ear how amazing the taste of you is still lingering in my mouth. I want to hear you moan. Scratch me, bite me, scream my name, do whatever you have to do babe. I just want to adore every inch of you. I want to taste you. I want to kiss you in every place you’re insecure about. I just want all of you.
—  God I fucking want you
I want to feel your hand on mine.
I want to feel your lips on mine.
I want to feel your hand in my hair.
I want to hear you calling me dear.
I want you to grab my face.
I want you to put your hands on my waist. I want you to kiss my neck.
I want you to hold me back.
I want you to bite my lips.
I want you to feel my hips.
I don’t want to lose you ever and I want you to love me forever.
—  Miona

I want someone between my legs holding down my hips eating me like I was their last meal. Make me moan, shake, scream, squirt.
Make me beg. I need it.

I’ve never actually needed to be touched this badly before. Kiss me deeply, push me up against a wall. Slip your hand into my pants. Slowly play with me. Get me wet. Make me beg. Bite my lip. Kiss my neck. Slowly taunt me.

I need to be loved. Someone needs to give me love.

Post sex with Luke like:

- “Was that as good for you as it was me?”

- tickling you until you can’t breathe

- “Honestly baby, that was good enough to write a song about.”

- pouting when you’re too tired to go for round 2

- “You look so hot right now holy fuck.”

- “If I make you food can we go for round 2?? :D”

- him sprinting downstairs to make you whatever you want and giggling when he trips and falls down the stairs (i am positive of this don’t fight me)

- “No Luke, burned popcorn does not count as food.”

- getting sick of your shit and lifting you up onto the counter before sliding between your legs and marking your neck and collarbones

- “Listen princess, I want you right now, and what I want, I get. Got it?”

- him having a tight grip on your hips as you tug his hair and bite down on his bottom lip

- smirking as you detach yourself from him to make something to eat

- *groaning* “Princess, don’t fucking tease.”

- making a bet that if he can catch 10 pieces of popcorn in his mouth you’ll give him head


- “Can we please just go back to bed? I’ll do that thing you like!! :D”

- you probably roll your eyes a lot

- “Fine we can go back to bed, but only if I’m on top.”

- slinging you over his shoulder and running fast as fuck up those stairs

- cute and giggly round 2 because you’re both so enthralled with one another you can’t help but smile :(((

someone get this man a gig on the walking dead!

What genre have you not worked in that you’d really like–

(Interrupting, somewhat excitedly) Zombies!


Haha, yeah.


Yeah! I love zombies.

What’s your favorite zombie thing?

I do love watching Walking Dead. I do. There’s something so fascinating, where (Mads is getting very excited) when the zombies are moving sufficiently slowly, you actually want to live in that world, you know?

Haha, really? Why?

Because you can just fucking chop the shit out of them!

(Hard laugh)

But you should always be aware! Don’t get too close up! Because that’s when (Mads mimes biting someone’s neck as a zombie) that’s when they come.

Yeah. You fooled yourself into thinking they’re not a threat.

(Gleeful) Right!

So you prefer the slow zombies to the fast zombies?

They are quite fascinating, the fast ones. Like World War Z. But it’s also too scary, man (laughs). That’s too fast for me. I wouldn’t stand a chance. (link)

Thigh Riding- Calum Hood Smut

Here’s the Calum thigh riding smut as promised! I hope you guys enjoy it! Feel free to drop me an ask and let me know what you think because I really do appreciate it!x

Oh and before you read it just look at those thighs….nom……


(There’s a NSFW gif in here so no peeking if you’re too young for that kind of thing)

Thigh High

“Babe”, you pant as a set of somewhat chapped lips work against the sensitive skin of your neck, “can we try something different tonight?”

Calum’s brows furrow as he pulls away from your neck to look down at you.

“What do you mean something different?”

“I mean something different. You know? Something we haven’t tried before.”

“I know what something different means Y/N. I was just wondering why you wanted to try it. Have I been boring you?”

You bite back an amused smile as Calum huffs and pushes himself off you. If you didn’t know any better you’d say he was slightly offended. Not that that surprised you. Calum always had considered himself somewhat of a lothario so your suggestion at mixing things up a bit had obviously been too abrasive for his sensitive ego.

“Calum”, you whine pulling at his shirt sleeve, “I’m not bored with our sex life I just had an idea that’s all.”

Your cutesy tone and fluttering eyelashes are all it takes to start melting his icy demeanour.

“What idea?”

“Well”, you start as you move closer to him, running your carefully manicured nails up and down his arm, “I was scrolling through Instagram the other day and I just so happened to stumble across a very interesting picture of you and Ashton. You know the one? Ashton is on your back and you’re not wearing any pants?”

“Yeah I know it. So what?”

“Soooo it gave me a new appreciation for how amazing your thighs are….”

“My thighs?”

“Yeah baby. You’re thighs. I never noticed how thick and strong they were before.”

A wave of confusion displaces the grumpy look on his face.

“I’m not following you here Y/N”.

Why did you even bother trying to be sexy and suave anymore?

“How about I show you instead?”

Standing up, you wiggle yourself out of your skinny jeans and pull your old Harry Potter t-shirt over your head. Just as you throw the faded cotton to the floor you notice Calum has done the same with his shirt and is moving onto undoing the button on his jeans.

“No Calum!” you exclaim a little too loudly, “leave those on!”


“Sorry baby. I just think it’ll be better if you keep your jeans on. Not because I don’t want to see you naked but just for friction purposes.”

“Friction for what though?”

“Jesus Calum! Are you still not getting this? I want to ride your thigh!”

“Well why didn’t you just say that then?”

Before you even have time to answer two strong arms snake around your waist and pull you onto Calum’s lap. Your lips immediately find his and settle into a familiar rhythm. You can feel your body melt into his as his calloused fingers travel the length of your back, only pausing to open the clasp of your bra and toss it aside before continuing to caress every inch of you. A soft moan leaves your throat only to be swallowed immediately into Calum’s mouth as his warm lips continue to move against your own. The way he’s touching you combined with the feeling of his lips on yours is enough to start a dampening between your thighs and to give your hips a will of their own. Ever so slowly you begin to grind downwards earning a lustful groan from both yourself and the slightly flushed boy underneath you.  

“Fuck”, you mutter, pulling away from Calum and shifting your weight slightly. You had to move now before you got too caught up in the way his kisses made you feel and forgot what you were aiming to do in the first place. Moving your hands to Calum’s strong shoulders for support you lift your hips so as that your crotch is hovering over just one of his muscular thighs.

“Can I?” you ask quietly, wanting to make sure that he was comfortable with what you were about to do.

“Go for it baby”, he growls at you giving you all the encouragement you need.

You allow your eager hips to lower you onto his thigh and for a moment you daren’t move. Your eyelids flutter closed as you allow yourself to savour the initial pressure you feel. The rough denim of his jeans catches the lacy material of your underwear causing a delicious pull against your clit. Slowly, you begin to move. Calum’s hands fly to your hips as your own hands move to pinch and tug at your nipples as he would under normal circumstances.

“Oh God Calum”, you groan as you relish the friction between your legs. His thigh muscles are flexing and that, combined with the constant rubbing on your clit is driving you crazy. As you move your hips faster and faster still your vison begins to blur and your moans heighten. You know you probably sound like an overly dramatic porn star right about now but you honestly couldn’t care less.

“Fuck Y/N this is so hot.”

A strangles laugh leaves your parted lips and you mentally thank whoever took the photo that planted this marvellous idea in your head to begin with. Focusing on Calum you can see that his pupils have blown and you can feel his stiffness trapped underneath the confining material of his jeans.

“I’m close Calum”, you warn him, your hands flying to his hair and tugging sharply. Calum lowers his mouth to your chest and begins to suck and nibble in an eager attempt to drive you over the edge partially because he loves to watch you fall apart and partially because he wants his opportunity fuck you senseless.

“Oh God Calum”, you cry out as your hips begin to buck and rut against him in an almost embarrassingly desperate display. You can feel yourself on the brink of ecstasy and you’re finally tipped over the edge when Calum reaches around to the back of your panties and pulls them tighter against your body. As the material rides up, it gives your clit the final bit of friction it needs to send you spiralling into an orgasm.

Your fingernails dig into Calum’s shoulders as your head falls backwards causing your breath to catch in your throat. Calum hands return to your hips, grinding you down onto him to make you ride out the aftershocks that are coursing through you. Once you’ve become too sensitive to move any more you allow yourself to collapse onto his strong chest.

“That was incredible”, you whisper, tracing the tattoos on his collarbones absentmindedly, “thank you for letting me do that”.

“Anytime gorgeous”, Calum smiles, kissing your temple lovingly, “anytime”.

Come to daddy Joker x Reader

As said in my previous post it love the joker from suicide squad so of course I had to write a fanfic ;3 hope you enjoy.

Pairing : (Jared Leto) Joker x Reader

Warning : guns and a little something in the beginning

Plot : the Reader and Joker are inseparable and when Batman takes the Reader to an asylum Joker rescues her .

Come to daddy.

You were laying on a king sized bed bask down . He was on top of you biting and kissing your neck roughly. A moan escaped your lips that only made his smirk widen . “Tell me what you want baby ~ scream for me ” the green haired man purred as his cold hands wend up your shirt and over your hot skin. Another moan escapes your lips but before you can say anything you opened your eyes to see a white ceiling.

God why .

How did this happen to you.

You were craving his touch. You needed it . You wanted it . You wanted him .

2 months.

Two months since it happened.

Since you were taken away from your king of laughter.

That stupid Batman though you were kidnapped and were held captive. Truth was . You were never kidnapped.

It happened about a year after the “ suicide squad ” thing . You were just walking home from work with Chinese take out in one hand .

It was a hard day. You never liked how live was . Sure it was fun at some point, but mostly dull and boring. You wanted something exciting.

That’s when you saw there was a loud explosion near you . You wanted to see what’s up . You wanted excitement so here it was .

You carefully walked to a jewellery shop that was now being robbed. You walked a little closer, curiosity taking over you .

And you were not as carefull as you thought as you heard a click of a gun behind your head . “Now there there little girl, don’t move and you don’t get hurt. HEY BOSS ! we have some visitors ” he said before a man stepped out of the store’s now broken window. He was at least a head taller that you .

He had pale white skin and pale blue eyes . His bright green hair and red lip added to his slightly avant garde look . A smirk was on his face that also revealed silver teeth . He hand multiple tattoos too . He was wearing a black tux with a white shirt that had the 2 top buttons lose , exposing his chest .

“Well well well ~ look who we have here ?~ ” he said with that same insane smirk . “And why is a little girl out so late ? Don’t you know that bad people are out at night ” he said now pointing his own gun at you right between the eyes . “ Aren’t you scared ?” He asked with a chuckle .

“No ” you say surprisingly calm . “Really now , and what if I shoot you right now? ~” “don’t really care , life is too boring and dull anyway ” you say .

It was true . You wanted more . You didn’t want to be a copy of someone who just sleeps , eats and works .

“Is that so ? ” he asked, his smirk widen. “And how about coming with me ? I could use an extra pair of hands ~” he said lowering his gun .

You thought for a moment. You knew who he was . The King of laughter himself, Joker . He was feared and wanted . A murderous psychopath. He did things whenever he wanted and where ever he wanted and however he wanted . And he was asking you to join him …

“ What are we waiting for?”

His smirk widen again with a laugh as he led you to the car .

And that’s how you met the Joker.

After that night you were inseparable. Where ever he went you were right by his side . No matter how dangerous. You became his most prised possession. His favorite toy . His doll . As time went on you found your self falling for the insane man .

He gave you what you wanted and you loved every minute of it. He made life colourful, like you always wanted. It was never bearing or dull anymore. And you loved it as much as he did . He treated you like his queen and soon enough he also had a thing for you . And that’s how you came to be .

You and J ruled over the city with not a single care in the world. You were just as crazy as him at times and he found it absolutely amazing and sexy .

But of course all fun ends at some point.

Batman crashed your amazing party at J’s club. In the end you let J escape and you got caught and put in to an asylum.

“It’s way better for you this way ” bats said .

As if .

It was hell in purest form .

You hated it . Things beceme dull again. And not having him around just made it worse .

You let out a sight and got of of the cold floor of you cell . Got it was cold. And dark .

You missed your king . You wanted to go back home . But you knew it was just a matter of time. Sighing once again you sat in one of the corners of your cell . This will take a while .

You fell asleep soon enough but woke up to …. wait …. gun shots ? Could it be … and at that moment the door to your cell was knocked out. You stood you and smiled . In the doorway stood the Joker with arms spread out to you . “Hey there sweetheart ~ come to daddy ” he purred with a smirk.

You ran to him hugging him tightly. He picked you up and started walking. “Don’t worry darling ~ in about an hour I will make up for your time apart ~” he whispered in your ear .

Oh how much you loved this crazy man .

I’d Rather Be Here

Pairing: Sam x Reader

Prompt: Sam decides he really doesn’t care about the previous plans and all he wants is you

Warnings: sexual gifs, nsfw gifs, smut, dirty talk, really nsfw

Words: 2325

Note: Idk, I just really wanted to write some Sam smut because…hot damn

Originally posted by tallyiaboo

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