idk why but the quality of this turned out it way it did

Spell me out of this

Hey hello so I’ve been making false starts on this idea for a fic for MONTHS now and I attempted maybe five different versions of it with vastly different storylines, none of which really worked, and in the end I just spent three days on this and meh okay here goes. Simon can’t deal with his feelings for Baz so he uses magic to repress them.

(Sixth year)


Agatha is upset with me, because I didn’t ask her where she’d been. I think. She’s been gone the entire day, and I just figured she had something she needed to do or she was sick or she needed a day off, and I pushed it out of my mind, and I didn’t say anything. She thinks I don’t care enough about where she is, or what she’s doing. She thinks that if I like her, those are things I should worry about.


Agatha is upset with me, because we’ve barely spent any time together over the last week. She thinks I’m too busy following Baz around to care that I’m never around her. She thinks that as her boyfriend, I should want to spend time around her. But I do want to spend time around her. I just know Baz is up to something.


Penny keeps nagging at me, because she thinks it’s weird that I don’t talk about Agatha much. I don’t think she has a problem with it, but she’s convinced that I don’t like Agatha the way I did in fourth year. In fourth year, I wouldn’t shut up about her. I told her that liking Agatha doesn’t mean I have to think about her all the time.

‘Well, no, but it’s a known symptom,’ Penny said.


Penny says it’s strange that Agatha doesn’t seem to get under my skin. The other day Agatha got frustrated with me for botching up a spell, and Penny said she was surprised when I didn’t seem really worked up about it.

‘That’s because you guys know what my magic is like,’ I said. ‘Agatha’s just frustrated, she’s not judging me.’

Penny says I used to try so hard to impress Agatha, but now she thinks I’m just going through the motions. I told her I’m trying to be a good boyfriend, and she said I’m only doing it because it’s what I’m supposed to do.

‘What are you saying, Penny?’ I finally ask. I know she’s getting at something.

‘I just don’t think you two are that into each other,’ she says. ‘What she said didn’t bother you?’

‘No. Why would I be pissed at her? She wasn’t trying to upset me. Not like when Baz says things like that.’

It does bother me when Baz insults me. (Not to mention the fact that he does it all the time. It’s his favourite hobby.)

‘You barely hang out together anymore.’

‘We do, I’m just busy…’ Following Baz. Trying to figure out what he’s plotting. There have been weeks where I barely let him out of my sight.

‘You never talk about her,’ Penny continues.

‘What do I talk about, then?’

She sighs. ‘You talk about Baz.’

I shrug, because, fine, she’s right. I probably do talk about Baz too much. I probably do think about Baz too much. A lot more than I think about Agatha.

‘Where is Baz?’ I say. ‘What’s he up to? I need to know where he is.’ I need to see him. I need to be around him.

I look at Penny. Penny stares back.

I gulp.



Well, shit.


You have to help me.

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anonymous asked:

um hi love your writing BUCKETS - prompt for after tonight's ep, jake goes home and accidentally lets it slip that he wants to have kids at some point (a la mentioning he kissed holt - totally unintentional, slips out by mentioning charles in convo with amy, potentially??)

Prompt! The night of Captain Latvia, Jake talks to Amy about his thoughts on what Boyle said about Jake never becoming a dad.

as u all can see i am SEVERAL weeks late here but hopefully this is better late than never?? idk sorry lmao

It’s still snowing by the time they make it back to Amy’s apartment, and Jake’s head is full of the pleasant buzz of Amy’s non-stop chatter. He smiles softly as she talks all the way up the front steps to her front door, never once pausing as she digs her keys out of her purse and struggles to get the proper key inserted into the lock with her mitten-clad fingers. He’d missed her tonight - although, to be fair, he missed her pretty much all the time he spent away from her. Not to the point of being unable to function, but it’s always there in his mind: the hole, the empty space she should be filling.

The empty space felt bigger tonight, somehow, and when he’d seen her out on the sidewalk in front of Charles’ apartment building he had to work very hard to stay where he was (the other option being, of course, to slip down the icy steps and likely take out half the squad in the resulting slide out into the street).

They’re inside now, familiar warmth enveloping them both, and Jake watches Amy methodically strip out of her mittens and coat and hang them all in their designated places as he slowly unzips his jacket. She’s still talking, an absent smile rounding the apples of her cheeks in a way that makes Jake want to gently hold her face and kiss her cheeks until he feels the heat rise up beneath his lips.

He doesn’t, though. Instead he hums when she pauses and hangs his jacket up neatly beside hers.

There are three empty hooks to the right of his coat - hooks that are never used, to his knowledge. Amy’s already bustling off to the kitchen, her voice still carrying easily to where he stands, but he finds himself unable to tear his gaze away from the empty hooks.

Because suddenly, he’s picturing three tiny children’s coats, each one with its’ own designated hook.

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part 1 of: i love this fandom and you guys make me emotional

Everyone is being so sweet and adorable and emotional today and I just felt like I should add my valentine’s sugar to it too. 

I got this blog almost two years ago, not coincidentally when I moved to Texas with just my boyfriend, from Florida from where I had spent my entire life in. I was very alone and since I’m not the coolest of cats, making friends has been…extremely difficult lol.

But getting this blog, and joining this fandom, I’ve really found myself looking forward to come home and see who’s posting on the dash, see who’s chosen to grace me with their follow, or who’s left me a tumblr message (remember, before the IM system haha).

@sinuyasha and @inukag were the first people to welcome me and reblog my writing and just became my overall points of contact for anything fandom related. I felt accepted and wanted and this was the only corner of the entire internet I could really call home. I can’t thank them enough for always being genuine and kind and beautifully forgiving ladies. On top of the fact they’re funny and gorgeous so I really lucked out befriending them. I owe my entire blog to them, and my activity, and my heart.

Later on I’d come to meet my squad, @kristicles @thequeenwillruletheboard @narkik @mirsan and @ohstarfire, and grow an overwhelmingly wonderful bond. I mean dudes, we went to Disney AND Universal Studios together. I’m pretty much married to them. (Which does mean you guys have to give me half your shit in case of divorce). I’m keeping it short for ya’ll cause I don’t care about you at all (I would set fire to myself if you thought for one second that was true). You are my people. You are my shots of whiskey in the dark. 

To the fandom:

I really would have never expected to feel love radiating from some of you towards me. I feel in my heart I don’t even deserve it. I have done nothing (or everything wrong). And you guys posting your fics and your art, and your edits, and all you’re LOVE and you’re FRIENDSHIP, it holds no value because it is PRICELESS. But I feel it towards all of you. I get it. It’s weird it’s unheard of maybe for a small anime fandom, but I FEEL IT. I love you guys. I would never want a single one of you to leave, or if you do have to leave, just please stay in touch. Please keep updating your fanfiction.nets, please keep updating your artwork online when finished, I just…

If you’ve been in this fandom for the past year, you get it. And it almost feels like we’ve all collectively been through some drama here and there together. I’ve made mistakes, I regret getting involved in things all the time, but I appreciate every single one of you who hasn’t deleted me from their life. I appreciate how I can still turn around and count on you guys to be there for me. And I will always be there for you. I love that after a giant cloud of darkness shrouded us, freaking @inuyashapositivity pops up like a ray of sunshine. We are an amazing incredible wonderful fandom and we are loud and vibrant and beautiful. 

@onikik, @little-known-artist @wreathoflaurels, @arnavsinghraizada, @gobodosama, @artistefish @meselfandwhy, @inuijiness @starzki@scribefigaro @smilebomber @kaze-ranna @412rebelled @hanmajoerin @ashcanvas (SHHHH…ASHLEY I DIDN’T JUST ADD YOU THIS MORNING BECAUSE I HAD A BRAIN FART LAST NIGHT…ILY) you guys have seen me at my worst and for some inexpiable reason you’re still my friends and I respect and admire you so so much. I really can’t put into words properly, but my respect for you is something that can and will never vanish. I consider you guys a huge reason why I enjoy the Inuyasha fandom as much as I do. I’m comfortable around you guys and I hope you feel the same way around me. I love you guys, and I would do anything for you. I’d end someone’s life for you. I’d jump into battle for you. I’d throw all my money at your face if I knew it would make you happy. Thank you for being my friends. Really. You are my inner-circle, and without you, I am just a square. 

I’ve met some new people in the past year, who maybe I don’t talk to but I feel like I’ve gotten to know more simply through the small interactions we have, and whom I’m so so so happy joined tumblr to grace us with their content, their presence, and their overall humor and love and joy. 

@grapefruitwannabe, I remember I was in a stream with you and someone was urging you to post your sketches and you were reluctant about it, and god now look at you. Your art is incredible. It’s unique, it has a style, it has movement. You give a tremendous amount to the fandom and you never ask for anything in return. You are so nice too? You know how rare it is to find kind people who are just the sweetest creatures ever? You are a precious cupcake too good for this earth, and we so blessed to have you. 

@sess-kik I knew from the moment you made the taylor swift/kanye west meme, that I regretted not being considered one of your friends. You are fucking oustanding. You are hilarious. You make my ribs hurt. You are like a baby beyonce. I mean that. Picture yourself as beyonce’s’ child because that’s how I view you. 

@justafewsmallsteps you know what’s crazy is that I followed and admired you from afar for so so so long. I am a huge fan. I mean. HUGE. I mean, ridiculously huge. I mean I may have printed out your art and have it stored in my cabinet so I can look at sometimes because I was that (maybe i still am idk) obsessed with your work, and to find out you are a shining ball of sunlight and positivity and love and friendliness. You know…what that feels like ? It’s like meeting a Disney Princess in real life. 

@coquinespike HAHA LOOK SOMEONE TAGGED YOU AGAIN. I’M SORRY. Listen I actually always see you in my notes. I always read your tags cause they’re fucking hilarious. Your comments on things are A+. I don’t know why I didn’t start following you sooner. I am an idiot, what else is new. Cheers to the future.

@keichanz what took you so long to join tumblr, i keep asking myself this question. EVERYONE KNOWS THE KEIZ FROM FF.NET. You are always supporting InuKag and the fandom and there’s a lot of bloggers that I know would not be the same without your presence. I see names all the time that were just quiet little daisies, and you watered those plants and now look at them. You’ve inspired so many people, and you are always just so generous and so loving. Thank you for writing, thank you for participating in events, thank you for being the oil in the inukag gears. Quite literally. 

@lovely-taijiya GABY. DID YOU KNOW THAT I THINK ABOUT YOU ALMOST EVERY DAY. Okay well. Now you do. I get so happy when I see your art on my dash. I get full of butterflies and good feelings. If you were around I would hug you constantly and hold you close to my heart, because you deserve unnerving amounts of love. 

@kag-san you are a gift granted to us by the gods. you are an angel. you are a walking living breathing version of the virgin mary and I would weep at your feet if i could because I think you deserve everything in life and more. Trust me when I say the people who ship things, make me ship things harder. And this candle for KagSan is now a torch and it’s setting my house on fire but I couldn’t be happier. 

@piggy-in-pink you are like Sesshomaru. And by that I mean you are silent and we may cross paths and look at each other and I would be totally fine with you killing me because I admire you just that much. But no honestly, you are wise and clever and I love your work and your existence a lot. Thanks for never changing your url also, it makes life so much easier. (TAKE NOTES PEOPLE)

@mmhinman I remember the first time I went to your blog. You submitted a bunch of wonderful art for InuKag week late, and it blew my mind. I couldn’t believe someone would submit SO LATE but also have it be SO QUALITY. Haha. Your art brings me life, and I can’t thank my lucky stars enough that fate pushed you my way and onto my dash. Thank you thank you thank you. 

@macabre-and-cheese you know that really cool girl in the lunch room who sits with her posse, and is immensely more awesome than you and dates all the attractive people, and knows all the cool songs and she could say “frosty” once and it becomes a meme catchphrase, okay yeah, you know that person? that’s you. on my dash. that’s you. I’m always like “if i reblog this onto my personal, my personal blog gets that much cooler” and I think I have 80 followers on my personal blog now and I owe that all to your and your coolness i swear to god I do. 

@kago-make-dean-some-pie YOUR URL IS SO LONG. EXPLAIN IT TO ME. I love that I’ve gotten to know you better and your AMVs are the bomb dot com. You are so willing to make others feel amazing and wonderful and I hope you feel that way every single day of your life. You are so down to earth and I love you very much.

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anonymous asked:

Could you maybe write an angst plot about how fem!reader is in love with Kara but reader doesn't have the courage to do so and just kinda watches as other guys try and woo Kara? Bonus points if it ends with Kara admitting that she likes reader too and it ends in a fluffy mess HAHA IDK HOPE THIS IS HELPFUL

Originally posted by chriswoods

ok so this got really long. whoops.

As Kara’s long time best friend, you’ve been by her side through thick and thin. You comforted her after her first heartbreak, you wiped her tears away when Jerimiah disapeared, you even snuck out of the house in your teenage years to see her when she was feeling homesick. You can proudly say that you’ve been there for her through it all. You experienced the important milestones in her life, like her first earth birthday, her graduation, her first job, and much to your displeasure, her first boyfriend.

You told yourself you hated him because he was taking quality time away from you and Kara. And you told yourself that the only reason you were happy when they broke up was because you had Kara to yourself again. It was all simply because she was your best friend, of course you’d hate having to share her with some boy, right? But the boys kept on coming, and you had to keep justifing your hatred for them to yourself.

Then you got a boyfriend in your senior year, and Kara was so supportive, so happy for you, and you didn’t understand why you couldn’t be like that for her. The answer to that question would come later on that year, after you ended your relationship. Cuddling with your boyfriend would never compare to cuddling with Kara, his touch never made you come undone like Kara’s did. It wasn’t just boys that you didn’t like that way, it was anyone that wasn’t her

And now, years later, nothing has changed. You guys are still best friends, and you still have to feel that agonizing jealousy eat at you when she enters a new relationship with some guy that doesn’t even deserve her. 

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only you

a/n: yay something for william too!! tell me what u think :-) request are open.

pairing: william x reader

word count: 600 or so

warnings: none idk how to write w/ william 


William was very proud of the fact that he could call you his girlfriend. After months of chasing after you, you had agreed to go out with him and it all started from there. You were the most precious thing to him, his weakness even. Everyone was able to see how hopelessly he was in love with you, he was always touching you in someway and in general treated you like a princess.

Truthfully said, you didn’t mind it at all most of the time. You loved him just as much as he loved you, which could be seen in your body language. You were always a blushing mess around him and he would never ever miss the chance to tease you about it.

Today was no different from the other days, you and William had chosen to get away from others and were hanging out in an empty classroom. It was a thing you two did even before dating, only now there were a lot more kisses involved.

You were sitting in William’s lap in the corner of the room, he was absentmindedly playing with your hair while you were scrolling through snapchat stories on your phone. He loved just being around with you, hence why he was perfectly fine just sitting with you without talking. You were wearing one of his hoodies, that you had stolen from him. The hoodie was more like a dress on you, but you didn’t mind it nor did he.

William was pulled out of his trance of admiration by the sound of your sighs. Your body was stiff which meant that you were turned on or getting annoyed, he was guessing it was the latter one. He was about to ask you what’s going on, when your voice cut the silence.

”You know what? I’m tired of seeing people say that Phoebe was the worst character in Friends. She had a backstory, she was a great friend and the fact that people find her selfish for wanting to keep one of the kids she gave birth to in the first place is ridiculous. In the end, she was the one who kept them in her damn body for 9 months-”

William’s laugh cut you off, making you turn around to look at your extremely handsome boyfriend. He was adoringly looking at you, making you pout. He found your attitude towards the matter adorable. You muttered out a small ’what’, his smile growing wider. You could feel your heart warm up at the sight of him smiling, it was one of the many qualities you loved about him.

”You’re adorable,” he told you before pressing a soft kiss on the tip of your nose. You rolled your eyes at him, turning your attention back onto your phone although you couldn’t help but blush a bit.

”You’re annoying.” you told him, pouting once again. He grinned at you before leaning in to capture your lips in a sweet kiss. You were a bit taken aback from the action, but quickly relaxed and brought up your hand to caress his cheek.

The once sweet kiss was getting desperate and needy, you both pulling away breathless. Your foreheads pressed together, as you were staring into each others eyes. You couldn’t help but wonder what would’ve happened if he hadn’t been so persistent on getting you out on a date. He was your constant source of happiness, and he made you feel loved. No matter what you did or where you were, he always made sure you knew how much you actually meant to him. You sighed happily, a smile slowly forming on your face.

”You know I really love you.” You whispered out, your eyes closed. William’s eyes lit up along with a small blush on his face. He wrapped his arms around your waist to hug you, his head going in the crook of your neck. 

At that very moment he knew there was no other person he’d rather spend the rest of his life with.

Are Bonnie and Kai toxic?

Also known as meta that I decided to write because I like to write meta that nobody asked for. I’ll wrap it up with a TLDR at the bottom in case you don’t feel like reading a book.

Short sweet and to the point: The answer is yes.

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Heartbreak Love

PAIRING: reader x Steve Rogers


WARNINGS: Angst, swearing. 

Request from Anon- Hey love :) I hope I can request an imagine with Captain Rogers where you’re an avenger and fall in love with him but then you see him kiss Sharon and leave the Scene heart broken. What you don’t know, Steve also fell in love with you and the kiss with Sharon didn’t mean something to him. Back at the facility Wanda informs Steve that you left and he immediately tries everything to find you and tell you that he wants to be you to be his one and only? <3 that would be really lovey :) & his POV maybe. 

So this maybe a little it emotional, sorry about that! I haven’t done a an angst in a while, Enjoy (may need tissues idk?) 

GIF NOT MINE:- imagine without the blood mainly for the expression! 

Originally posted by harrleyquinzel

Being in love was one of the most beautiful and once in a lifetime feeling. Nothing compared to it, it was euphoric the feeling was indescribable, to know that another loved you just as fiercely and passionately as you did. To know that they would do anything for you, risk their life you even. Well that’s what you had been told love was like. No one ever told you the feeling of unrequited love, the love that pierced your heart each time you looked at them. The devastating feeling knowing that they would never love you as much as you ever loved them. It was soul destroying, but addictive. 

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Summary: Dan is forced to go clothes shopping with his mum [or the one where Shy!Awkward!Dan mistakes Confident!Phil for a mannequin and things get awkward real fast]

Genre: fluff | AU

Warnings: I mean unless you find shopping and terrible pickup lines triggering, then you should be fine

Word Count: 1.1k

Authors Note: oh good lord its been a while im sorry yikes. Ok so this lil drabble is kind of like a part one to my tiny four-part series kinda thing called “The Ways I Met You” where basically its four different ways D&P meet each other for the first time. There are still three more to come so expect those soon and I hope you enjoy :)

part one of “The Ways I Met You”

part two here

part three here

part four here

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anonymous asked:

How do you think that keith is in bed like apart from amazing

So Keith is (mostly) described as a great lover, even by himself (rat lol).

“Mick Jagger was quite sexy. But Keith Richards was even better. He was my best lover. He knows women and he knows exactly what they want.”
-Uschi Obermaier

“The best night of my life? The one I spent with Keith Richards. Even now it just stands out.”
-Marianne Faithfull

“If you’re gonna be a band, you can’t sit in the studio the whole time… I’d like to do more the only thing I can do really well, apart from screwing.”

So it does look like he knows a thing or two about fucking…
It is said that Keith is extremely good with his fingers and mouth. A groupie in 1966 described Keith as ‘shy and a lovable guy’, who also happened to be one of the greatest bed artists of all time: ‘That tongue!’
Also the lyrics of his song “Coming Down Again” ruin ovaries. “Slipped my tongue into someone else’s pie / tasting better every time”
Yes daddy😪
And Keith is a guitarist and he also plays bass, so I think it’s safe to presume that his he is VERY skilled at fingering as well. Fuck💦💦😩

There is plenty of evidence that the rat actually knows the anatomy of women very well and he knows how to satisfy their every need, like a certain song suggests.

“Mick is the most charming man in the world, but Keith is the better lover. He just knows the anatomy of women…”
-Uschi Obermaier (aka Our Lord and Saviour)

“The same guys (guys who don’t respect women) they never seem to learn anything about women. Y'know, they’d be hard pushed to tell you where the clitoris is. Now if a guy doesn’t know where that is situated, then he’s got a big problem ‘cos he ain’t gonna satisfy any woman. (…) I’m not going to spend my time drawing maps for guys who haven’t learned to find their way around. All I can say is that I haven’t had any complaints. I never left a woman feeling pissed off. I never had any woman chase me and tell me I’d let her down. There’s an art to that and it’s an art that has to be learned.”

Looks like he doesn’t leave women unsatisfied..
So he’s excellent with his fingers and tongue, and he can actually find the clit! Not a bad combination, huh ;)
I’ll leave the rest to your imagination..

“But, y'know, some guys don’t want to go all night. They’re happy with something a little quicker. As for myself, I’ll keep going until I run out of steam.”

Although he probably likes to quickly fuck a groupie backstage like any other rock star, it would appear that Keith could keep fucking you for a good long while. Let’s not forget he literally fucked Uschi so fucking hard she accidentally ripped off his earring. And it is said that they spent several days in bed just fucking and stuff.. Wow😳

When we start talking about BDSM or dominace/submission things or whatever, it’s quite unclear that does Keith prefer to be top or bottom.

“‘She’s in bed with a chick,’ he told Keith.
‘Don’t worry man,’ Keith guffawed. ‘Anita’s been like that for years. You want to get in there with them and teach ‘em a lesson’”

-Up and Down with the Rolling Stones

“Like we got into trouble over the posters for the Black And Blue album - with all these chicks tied up. Well, I know a lot of chicks who like to be tied up.”

So it seems that Keith does have some dominant tendecies. So if you want Keith to discipline you or “teach you a lesson” you might want to fool around with another lady. It would also appear that he’s down for tieing you up😋
We also know that Anita had whips that she used on Brian. Mmmhhh maye she used them on Keith too..😈
Who knows ;)
So after all Keith’s preferences are kind of a mystery. We can assume that he swings both ways. Early 60s Keith is a pure and innocent mouse that is probably very easily dominated, but in 68 something happened and he turned daddy, so he might have started to act that way and start having his way with all these girls that wanted him…😪 and in his True Daddy™ era in the 80s he looks like he could just pin you against a wall and ruin you :/

“I don’t think anybody realized it, because Bill Wyman usually grabbed the honors in this department, but Keith was the member of the Rolling Stones who was particularly well endowed. He was impressive to say the least. Oh my God! He had a hard-on parallel to his knee for a solid twenty minutes. (…)
“Many men are incapable of achieving even the slightest tumescence under the influence of drugs – that’s one of its many curses. Keith clearly had no such problems.”

-Bebe Buell

Clearly Had No Such Problems. And yes, it would appear that Keith’s manhood is quite impressive. In 1972 he wore those fucking jeans all the time that showed the outline on his dick and it looks very nice indeed😍😩 And we have been blessed with many photos where you can see his bulge and there are even some pictures where you can actually see his cock.😛 So he could fuck you hard with his big cock or make you gag on it tbh 💦

“I’ve never been able to go to bed with a woman just for sex. I’ve no interest in that. I want to hug you and kiss you and make you feel good and protect you. And get a nice note the next day, stay in touch.“

Keith is also said to be extremly romantic and he has many times said that sometimes he goes to bed with a woman just to cuddle with her awwwwwwww *needs a moment*
So he can be very gentle and sweet.
Also a girl who slept with him in the sixties that after they spent the night together, in the morning he cooked for her and played her a guitar :3 she didn’t forget to mention that he was a great fuck :3

“Are you kidding, man? I’m a fucking expert when it comes to wanking. Bloody hell. Quick ones. Slow ones. In-between ones.”
-Keith Richards, world champion in wanking 1955-1963

So if I took that correctly, he might actually wank in-between you fucking. Why is that hot. And I’m sure since he’s such a wanker, he’d gladly jerk off to you masturbating :/

There is no direct evidence that Keith is into kn*feplay, but this nerd has such a kinfe fetish not to mention his fucking knife collection. And according to Pamela Des Barres Keith had tied a switchblade with a leatherband to the neck of a groupie named Flo. No offense but I bet my ass that the rat is into knifeplay. I could see him gliding a knife across a girl’s chest and cutting her strings with it… Hot
(Also I should mention that he also loves dem shooters. Maybe into gunplay as well😈)

“Oh, I do like the odd fetish. Lingerie is particularly nice to look at. It’s even nicer to take off. I can’t say the same for my own lingerie. But a chick’s stuff - that’s made to be taken off. It’s part of the courting dance.”

So yeah, if you wanna get Keith really hard you should wear a sexy lingerie and he’ll probably be dying to tear it off you💦 tbh he always said that in the early sixties girls threw their panties at him and that he kept them all. And he was such a wanker.. Mmmmh I wonder what he did with them👀

And also let’s not forget that he probably enjoys biting. Everybody knows the pic Andy Warhol took of him, where he is biting a chick. So he might leave your thighs and neck full of bitemarks ;)

Also if we think about his physical qualities, he is kinda a skinny rat (which I find attractive???fight me?) but you can see that he’s fucking strong. His fucking shoulder and back muscles god… Those are made to pin you down of hold your hands above your head💦😛 and in the (daddy) 80s he started working out and his hands were like muscular af so he could slap your face hard (if you are into that idk). Also his tummy is hot. I just had to mention that. And don’t forget his guitarist fingers!!!!

So we might come to a conclusion that Keith is a blast in bed. And he seems very considerate on what you want to do. He can cuddle and make sweet love to you just as he can treat you like a whore and make you choke on his big cock. I also bet he could keep you on the edge of cumming for hours with his tongue and fingers… Yeah I’ll stop *blushes*


And now onto an actual angel, one half of the Busan line, our dear Park Jimin aka chim aka I was watching a Jimin focus yesterday and it was honestly amazing to him go into Jimin mode bc like off stage he’s chim he’s adorable he’s squishy he’s naturally precious but then on stage it’s just like um excuse me what is this I didn’t sign up for this like weren’t you just giggling 0.2 seconds ago this isn’t okay with me at all

  • For the full backstory, you can read Jin’s part but I will provide a summary of it here so you don’t have to
  • Jimin is part of a group called bts that protects the town
  • They keep it crime-free, they keep other groups from coming in and possibly destroying their town
  • For a price, they add extra protection to any company that’s willing to pay up
  • Sometimes those companies get greedy and decide not to pay which is when they have to send the boys in
  • Jin, Yoongi and Hobi are the speakers
  • Each one brings a different element
  • Jin is the calm assessment, to see who’ll be sent in next, Yoongi is the intimidation for the stubborn CEOs that aren’t there to negotiate and Hobi’s the one who befriends the actual boss and gets them to willingly pay
  • Namjoon is the leader, the brains behind the entire operation
  • But now onto Jimin
  • Looks first bc I love
  • Orange hair all the way
  • Don’t get me wrong here, black and red and brown hair make appearances and they all look fine as fuck on him (I mean black hair jimin is just top quality any Jimin is top quality let’s be real here)
  • But the orange hair comes back the most frequently
  • It’s always always always ruffled up
  • Mainly bc he runs his fingers through it a lot bc his fringe is long and gets in his eyes but he’s too lazy to get a haircut bc “they always cut it too short make me look like I’m 12”
  • Okay but have you ever seen chim in black jeans bc I have and it is such a beautiful sight
  • Mafia!chim is always in black leather jackets, either a white or black shirt and then some tight black jeans and maybe some boots bc ni ce
  • His tattoo is in Chinese
  • If I’m not mistaken,  one of Jimin’s “tattoos” from the Mama performance (we all know the exact video I’m talking about) was in Chinese
  • Can we just take a second to appreciate how good that tattoo looked on him bc I feel like that isn’t talked about enough it needs to be brought back up
  • Idk why but the look of the Chinese characters on his body was just so nice so for that reason, he’d go with Chinese for his tattoo
  • Like he would hold all of the different options up to his collarbone and just see which one fit the best and once he held up the Chinese one he was sold like yep this is the one
  • Side note I didn’t intend for this to happen but it did, both halves of Yoonmin got the Chinese version that’s all just wanted to point it out bc Yoonmin tr a sh
  • He is a fighter
  • Chim is a total cutie he’s precious he’s got that giggle that makes you just wanna squeeze his cheeks but he’s also strong as fuck
  • He is a dancer after all and his legs are v v strong (the t hi ghs are golden) and so are his arms and just his entire body is just nice
  • I feel like if he wanted to, he could easily take someone down
  • The fighters thankfully aren’t used very often so they normally get to chill
  • The boys send the fighters out whenever there’s trouble
  • Someone commits a crime?? Fighters
  • New group trying to come into their town?? Fighters
  • A company sends one of their boys back injured?? Fighters!!!
  • Although it’s rare, some companies are just not willing to pay their debt and allow their security to take whoever they’d sent in out back
  • The boys aren’t very happy when that happens bc to them, if you fuck with one of them, you fuck with all of them and that is really not something you want to do at all
  • They are all v v nice people who wouldn’t hurt a fly unless you fuck with one of their boys
  • Then the fighters come in and fuck everything up like oh is this your desk well now it’s upside down and now we’re gonna have a talk
  • You two are in a relationship
  • You work at a store close to his apartment
  • You two meet one night and sparks just kinda fly
  • You were often flirty with each other but it isn’t until Tae comes in with him that anything actually happens
  • He sees the lil flirting happening and the way Jimin’s smile is 10 times wider than usual and the way your fingers linger over his when you hand him change back
  • “Hey why don’t you two just go out?? I don’t get it why flirt for like a year and not do anything about it??”
  • Jimin’s just o.o
  • “Taehyung go wait in the car, no don’t worry I’ll buy you your chocolate bar just go !!”
  • Once chim hears you laughing he turns :D bc he’s just relieved you aren’t uncomfortable around him now
  • You two end up agreeing to get dinner the next day and it takes off from there
  • It takes you a while to find out about what he does for a living
  • It isn’t until you’re walking to your car that you see him pinning a man against a wall, his fist raised
  • The sight is enough to make you run straight to your car but chim overhears it and is quick to chase after you
  • It takes you a while to let him explain it to you but eventually you let him tell you about how that man was planning to rob the store, how he’d already robbed a different one
  • He has documents to prove it, he has the tattoo that’s infamously connected to their group so it’s not really that difficult to believe him
  • Plus Jimin is a lot of things, an angel, a ray of sunshine, a beautiful person inside and out but a liar he is not
  • Once you realize his job is actually to help protect the town and that he wasn’t just beating up some random dude, you just hug him bc you’re so relieved
  • Mafia!Jimin is just a total sweetheart who wants to keep everyone safe that’s it he doesn’t even care about the money or any of that and he just wants to protect you and keep you happy no matter what
Jumin Han Fic Ch 6

Helloooooooo my babies~ Well well well, look what the cat dragged in. ME. I am so sorry that I have been kinda not been posting- I was sick and then I had final exams and such and it’s just been hard D: This chapter had been long overdue and it has literally been sitting on my desktop so yeah. WELP HERE IT IS INSTALLMENT 6 OF THE FIC~
If you have not caught up then fear, not my kiddies- here are the previous chapters;

Chapter 1 I Chapter 2 I Chapter 3 I Chapter 4 I Chapter 5




He couldn’t believe his eyes. Here he was, Jumin Han, Director of C & R International, standing outside of her house. If someone had told him that he was going to be doing so, six months ago he would have laughed in their face and possibly even sued them for even coming up with that ridiculous idea. Him? Pining for a woman so much that he goes out of his way to meet them? Non-sense.

Yet here he was, he sacrificed the comfort of his dear Elizabeth to that monster, Luciel, in order to find this girl, his ears craved hearing her smile, his eyes begged to see her smile just one more time. He was desperate, becoming greedy, needing to see her, wanting her.

He rang the doorbell of a worn down home. It was so tattered it was practically falling apart. He wondered if Luciel had given him the wrong address, surely MC did not live here, in such harsh conditions?

The door opened and he felt his heart possibly stop beating. Attractive women were always throwing themselves at him but he never felt any sort of pull towards them. Here she was, standing there her hair tied and in casual clothing, looking more appealing to him than any woman had in his entire life. He became that he was staring at her once again, mesmerized by her beauty, he cleared his throat and fiddled with his tie, “You hadn’t shown up to class this week, so as a courtesy I brought you some notes. I believe a thank you is in the works? Or do you commoners simply not use that word?”

He kicked himself, knowing that surely that would annoy her. She went on and on about how she hated him and how he had money, acting entitled would not get him anywhere. He was about to clarify and hope to rephrase his previous statement when two children popped out from behind MC. “OOOH who’s that your boyfriend?” they asked curiously.

Jumin felt all the blood rush to his head, the thought of becoming her significant other made him incredibly happy for some reason. Was this why he felt so desperate and greedy for her attention? Had he begun to fall in love with her? He heard her let out a small laugh affectionately at the two boys and his heart soared with desire, oh how he wished he could be the source of her joy, of her smile.

He felt a tug on his hand, and saw that he was looking into the same beautiful big brown eyes that MC had on her own face, the little boy looked strikingly similar to MC, and he hoped that it was her sibling. The little boy pulled him into her home and she asked him if it was okay. He simply looked at her, feeling an overwhelming urge to kiss her but he restrained himself and his urge and strode into the house. “Being in love is quite vexing,” he thought to himself.

Surprisingly, Jumin found himself, enjoying himself. His home was probably triple the size of this one but he never felt so comfortable before. There was a warm aura surrounding him. He spoke to the children, growing quite fond of them and spoke to MC. He was already quite fond of her as well, but yet again he felt himself hunger for more. He was caught in a trance, thoughts of her filling his mind when the children once again pulled him.

“Hey Mister, do you like like my sister” the young girl whispered in his ear, a devilish smirk appearing on her face.

He looked at the four kids, as he felt a deep blush creep onto his face once again. He slowly nodded, losing the ability to speak. The simple action sent the kids squealing, MC scolded them and sent them on their way. She turned to him and he felt his heart pitter-patter as it often did when he was with her. “Would you like to stay for dinner? It may not be some five-star restaurant food but it doesn’t taste so bad?”

He agreed. He had never had a home cooked meal before it couldn’t hurt to try. He watched as MC began making plates for him and the kids. He couldn’t but imagine how it must be to eat her cooking every day, to be on the receiving end of her love and affection.

“MC, I really appreciate this. I am sorry to impose on you but thank you for the meal.” He saw a pink flush lightly twinge her chubby cheeks before she briskly turned around, he felt the urge to only tease her more but he contained himself. It would be all too selfish to force his emotions onto her, he did not even know how to express himself clearly, how could he possibly expect her to reciprocate them. He needed to earn and become worthy of her affection. He had all the money in the world but for once even money couldn’t solve his problem and that only made him crave for her more.

The four children barreling down the stairs interrupted his thoughts; MC placed a bowl in front of him, filled to the brim with some noodle dish. He looked at it quizzically as the children seated themselves around him. “What’s wrong mister? You don’t like ramen? Our sister makes the best ramen in the whole wide world!” the youngest boy, who he was growing quite fond of, exclaimed with a dimpled smile.

“I apologize, but my chef has never prepared ramen for me before. It will be my first time trying it. You are sure it tastes good? Because if not I will be holding you personally responsible young man” he said as he lightly tapped the young boy’s nose, which left him squealing.

It was funny, even with one of the most renowned chef’s in the world, he had never tasted something so delicious before in his entire life. He felt himself shoveling more food into his mouth, copying the children as they hurriedly slurped their noodles. MC had quite the look on her face, Jumin felt that pressing urge to kiss her once again. She was looking at him was gentle eyes and a soft smile. He felt the need to clutch his chest. “Oh, what that girl does to me!” he thought to himself.

He found himself laughing with the children after enjoying the meal. He always ate his meals alone, in his giant penthouse. Sometimes if he was lucky, Elizabeth would accompany him as well. Even so, he felt something oddly fulfilling eating in this tiny home with MC and her little family. He had never experienced such joy before in his life. He never wanted to leave, he pined to spend more time with the kids and MC, he wanted to eat more meals with them and spend more time with them. He felt a twinge in his heart, sure he had his father, but he was never really able to experience a family and spending quality time with them.

As the children piled out, he watched as MC began cleaning up. He felt extremely guilty, here he is, imposing on her and she has to go through all of this extra work. “MC, please, take this money, as compensation for my encumbrance” he said as he pulled out a wad of bills from his wallet.

“Ah, it seems, I have yet again said the wrong this” he thought to himself as received her cold glare. However, it was short-lived, much to his surprise.

“Jumin, if you would like to repay me, why don’t you come over and help me wash the dishes? I’ll wash, you dry?” she said, as she turned back again.

First, the spontaneous visit, then the ramen and now Jumin Han was going to be doing household work. Something he never attempted before. He was experiencing many “firsts” with MC, he found himself enjoying himself. Expanding his horizon, now if only he could find a way for her to reciprocate his feeling, he wouldn’t ask for anything else after that.

WHOOO. So thanks for readin the fic, you amazing lovely creature you. So while I was bedridden and dying, I actually came up with quite a few AU idea’s. Unfortunately the majority of them are for our deep story characters! and one for possibly Choi Twins but idk yet. So as always thank you so so much for sending me requests and showing me so much support it seriously means SO MUCH <3 UGH I LOVE YOU GUYS AND IF YOU EVER WANNA CHAT OR VENT OR WHATEVER I GOTCHU GUYS, MUAH XOXO.

Tudo em mim.. - Cristiano Ronaldo

A/N: I was feeling really cheesy emotional man idk so here you go! You don’t have to read the others but if you want to have a little background info on the relationship, you can read this and the others too if u want to idk u dont have to so enjoy! :) x

“…and then we were flying through the air, Y/N! It was so cool!” Ninho spoke excitedly, recounting the parasailing adventure he’d just returned from.

She beamed at the young boy through the screen of her phone, wishing she could be there in person with him rather than having to settle for conversations over facetime. The season in Madrid had ended much too quickly for her liking and as much as she’d wanted to spend the summer with two of her favourite boys in Portugal, she had a duty to support her brother in Chile.

Leo had always wanted to play for Argentina and so once the opportunity had been presented to him, she’d supported him at every moment. And her support had carried her all the way to Chile for the Copa America where she hoped with all her heart the Argentines could lift the trophy they hadn’t been able to in the world cup.

“Woah, so you were like superman, huh?” she commented, upon which Ninho nodded.

“Yeah! I was flying and I could see everything! I wish you’d been with me though, then you could’ve seen it too.” Ninho replied with a sigh and an adorable pout to finish.

“Ninho? There you are - oh, hello there, angel,” Cristiano’s face appeared next to Ninho’s on the screen and the longing in her chest intensified, wanting nothing more than to bury her face into his neck and inhale the scent of him.

“Hi baby,” she replied much too shyly, feeling more giddy than she usually did around him.

He shot his son a playful glare.

“So now you’re having secret call sessions? Trying to steal my girl man? That’s not cool,” he teased, tickling Ninho in the sides, which resulted in his infectiously loud giggles.

“Oi, don’t abuse my superman just because you’re jealous of what we have,” she playfully retorted.

“Mhm. Well I hate to cut your little electronic rendez-vous short, but it’s your superman’s bed time,” Cris replied, scooping a still-giggling Ninho into his arms.

She chuckled to herself and watched as Cris took the iPad from Ninho before tucking him into bed, pressing a kiss to his forehead.

“Goodnight Y/N!” Ninho called out, and she replied by blowing him a kiss and wishing him sweet dreams as Cristiano shut off the lights and moved into his own room.

“Finally, I get a moment of your time,” he teased, settling on his bed and smiling to himself as he let his eyes rake over the form of her he could see on the screen. Longing to run his fingers through her dark locks that were curtained around her as he pressed his lips to her pouty ones that somehow managed to look inviting even through the screen of his iPad.

“Hello? Earth to Cristiano,” she called out, noticing the daze her boyfriend had fallen into.

He shook his head, sighing.

“You see what you do to me, angel? I miss you so much that even when I can see you all I want is to have you here,” Cristiano replied, making her emit a sad sigh.

“I miss you too,” she admitted, tucking her hair behind her ear, a simple action that made Cristiano’s chest tighten with want.

The longest they’d ever been apart was a few weeks when she’d left him and those had been hell. But that had been almost a year ago and he was too used to coming home to her and waking up with her hair fanned across his chest.

The summer so far had consisted of two and a half torturous weeks without her and as much as he respected Lionel Messi, he wished the man had chosen to play for Spain instead of Argentina just so it meant Y/N could stay within a closer time zone and still support her brother. He’d tried to distract himself by pouring his soul into his son, yet it wasn’t as easy of a task as he’d thought since he was all too accustomed to having Y/N around with Ninho.

The two were his family, his whole world and he was finding it extremely difficult to cope with only having one of them around. You’d think Cristiano Ronaldo of all people wouldn’t be so weak, but he couldn’t help himself. She was the sun that his earth revolved around and the gravity that kept him grounded. Without her, he was losing himself.

“Just a couple more weeks, then I’m all yours,” she sighed on the other end of the line.

Cristiano smiled to himself, wondering why the thought hadn’t come to him before.

All his.

- - -

She thanked the butler as he proceeded to take her belongings upstairs before wandering through the villa towards the source of the sound she could hear. Part of her was exhausted from the 17 hours of traveling from Chile to St Tropez and just wanted to find the nearest surface suitable to collapse on, whilst the other part wanted to find Cristiano and Jr. The latter dominated as she leaned against the doorframe of the living room, watching a giggling Ninho lying on his father’s back as Cristiano did push ups.

She loved their relationship and she had no doubt in her mind that once he retired, the club Cristiano moved on to coach would certainly become one of the best in the world. He was a determined man who was passionate about everything he did, whether it was off the pitch or on the pitch. A quality that she knew she would never find in a different man, not that she had any intention of doing so (and not that Cristiano would even let the poor man live if she were to find him).

Ninho’s head turned and with a dramatic gasp of her name, rolled off his father’s back and ran towards her, almost knocking her over with the force he threw his arms around her with. She held him close, sighing at the relief of the knot inside of her chest unwinding as he rested his head on her shoulder, hugging her with his little arms.

Cristiano stood up, a smile playing at his lips as he watched the scene in front of him. The moment was too precious and he wished he could freeze time as he watched Y/N press a loving kiss to Ninho’s cheek, holding him close. He took out his phone and captured a picture of the two, his heart warming at the loving smile on Y/N’s face looking at Ninho. He turned his attention back to the real life pair, feeling the breath knocked out of him as her eyes met his and suddenly he felt frozen - his palms growing sweaty and his heart beginning to hammer inside of his chest.

But he gravitated towards her without even realizing it, closing his eyes and burying his face into the side of hers as she wrapped her arms around his torso. He couldn’t hold her tight enough; despite the near-death grip he had on her.

Even as she felt a sense of serenity and calm overcome her she still felt like she wanted him closer, almost as if he could become a part of her and remain there forever. She heard him emit a shaky breath as his lips began pressing whatever they found in their way and it was enough to let her know that he felt the exact same way.

“I missed you so much,” he didn’t even realise he’d breathed as he rested his forehead on hers.

“I’m here now,” she reassured him, cupping his face before leaning up on her toes to connect their lips. She felt him sigh before he took control of the kiss, his arms going around her hips and lifting her into his arms to level their faces and give him better access to her lips.

She couldn’t help but giggle as his lips moved away from hers and took trail all over her face, so caught up in the moment that they’d forgotten Ninho would want to be the last one to witness the show. Sure enough when Cris put her down and they turned to the little boy, he had his hands covering his eyes and his nose scrunched up.

“Are you done?” he loudly called out, making them laugh.

She followed suit as Cristiano scooped him up and swung him over his shoulder, beginning to walk towards his room.

“Come on little man, bed time,” he announced, making Ninho pout.

“But I wanna stay up and talk to Y/N,” he whined, dragging her name out at the end.

“Y/N needs to rest, as do you. You can catch up over breakfast tomorrow morning,” Cris told him, setting him down in bed and pulling the covers over him.

“But tomorrow morning aren’t you gonna ask her to-” Ninho began excitedly before Cris cut him off.

“Ninho! It’s late,” he said, widening his eyes comically before he leaned in to whisper something into his son’s ear.

Y/N crossed her arms.

“So I leave you alone for a few days and now you two are scheming against me? What is this?” she asked, pouting.

Ninho giggles, holding out his arms which she gladly walked over to as he pressed a kiss to her cheek.

“Good night Y/N. I love you!” he said, making her shake her head fondly at the child before allowing Cris to shut off the lights, pull her into his side and guide her out to their room.

- - -

The next morning she found herself sighing in contentment as she was hit with the morning breeze whilst gazing out at the beach as she waited for the boys to join her for breakfast. The villa Cristiano had rented was located at a spot that guaranteed the best rays of the sun along with the best scenery surrounding it.

Cristiano let out a shaky breath as he watched her, feeling slightly nervous. The breeze blew her dark hair around her, contrasting the white dress she was wearing and making her appear to be every bit the angel she already was in his eyes. And suddenly, as she turned her head and smiled at him, he didn’t feel nervous anymore.

So he walked over to her and took her outstretched hand in his.

He knelt down on one knee and poured his heart out to her as her eyes began to swim in tears because of his words.

And when he finally asked her to marry him, she responded with a yes in a heartbeat.

Ninho appeared in the doorway, smiling shyly at her as Cristiano slipped the ring onto her finger. She caught his eye and grinned at him as he ran over excitedly, looking down at her and Cristiano’s hands.

“Does this mean I can call you mamãe now?” he asked her.

She couldn’t stop herself from pulling the young boy into her arms and holding him to her chest, overcome with emotion. It was such a simple question were you to look at logically yet she couldn’t even muster up a single yes to answer the boy.

So she let Cristiano answer for her as he pulled the pair into his own arms, pressing a kiss to Ninho’s head before pressing one to hers. Finally uniting them as a whole for good.

Just Once More - Stiles Stilinski Smut

- All right anon, I’m sorry for the quality of this, I hope it’s okay :)

Request: Hello! May I request a smut stiles oneshot where he ties you up to see how amny orgasms can you stand? thaaaanks and you know rough and dominant hehehe

Warning: smut, overstimulation and hand tying I guess. Also, rough and dom!Stiles, swearing (like a bit I guess - some may call it a lot idk)

Kind of found it hard to do this because in my mind, Stiles is a freaking ball of fluff and sunshine, so I would have expected this more from Void!Stiles, but I tried to make it fit for Stiles, I’m really praying it fits. Hope it’s all right for you anon :) You’re dating in this, by the way.


It was the summer and with no Supernatural disasters to tend to, you and Stiles have had way too much free time on your hands, if you get what I mean…

Even today, the plan was to just hang out at the Stilinski place for lots of cuddles and movies and food (probably take out because both of you are always too lazy to cook) where you’d both see who could quote each movie better. So a usual Stiles and Y/n date, really.

Except during these months in your relationship where you’d been able to get to know each other a lot because of your free time - and I don’t just mean get to know about the likes and dislikes, you’ve been way over that - Stiles was becoming more and more confident around you. You liked it, of course, but he’s wanted to try something for a long time. And he was quite determined to try it out as soon as possible.

After watching a Marvel film, you sat between his legs, which were opened for you, and leaned back into his chest with a blanket over the both of you, continuously asking him what movie to watch next, but he just hummed at times, his hands at your stomach, pulling you into his body more.

“Okay, what about Batman? Dark Knight Rises?” you asked, finding the movie on the screen, picking up one of his hands from your stomach and holding it in your hand, intertwining your fingers together.

“Hmm, I don’t know,” he sighed out and put his chin onto your shoulders, looking up at the screen as he tried to occupy himself with anything but the feeling in his stomach. “Why don’t you choose?” he asked, taking in a deep breath after finishing and then regretting it immediately. He loved your smell, even if it was just the shampoo, or deodorant or whatever it was, he would always prefer cuddling with you than anyone else.

“Stiles, what’s up with you?” you asked, suddenly putting down the controller and turning around in his hold, straddling him instead so you could actually see his face. His expressions usually said a lot more than his words.

“I don’t know,” he groaned and leaned back into the sofa that you were sitting in front of and put his arms around your waist. “I had this idea and I can’t get it out of my head,” he admitted.

“Stiles, I’m sorry to say this, but your ideas don’t always work out well. Stop dwelling on it,” you said with a smile and he felt more uncomfortable by the minute, due to your position and now your smile. God, everything you did turned him on, how was this possible?

“Stop it,” he almost whined as you let out a laugh. “Trust me, you’d enjoy this idea a hell of a lot,” he said, going back to the previous topic.

“How exactly?” you asked, absolutely clueless. But then his expression made you get an idea. “Wait, was this more a dream than an idea?” you asked, getting a slight smirk on your lips.

“Maybe,” he replied sheepishly.

“Your dad’s at work for a while right?” you asked, leaning into him a little. He nodded, excitement replacing the discomfort.

“A long while, yeah,” he told you, his hands tightening around your waist. “You better be up for it because now I’m not sure I can forget about it,” he said, his tone turning husky before he cleared his throat, trying to seem normal, in fear of you rejecting him.

Why would you? This guy? You’d be stupid too.

“I’m so up for it,” you whispered, leaning into his ear as you added, “Do what you want with me,” you said in a low voice and his hands quickly slid to the small of your back, pulling your torso into his roughly before he pushed his lips to your neck and you could only let out a quick gasp at the movement. The other times you two had done something like this, it was sweet, normal, fun but nothing out of the ordinary. He knew what you loved now, and he would use all of those against you.

He let out a small moan as you pulled your hand down his chest and palmed him through his joggers, which was what both of you were in. Why would you dress up for a day in?

“Stiles are you actually going to fuck me today or what?” you asked, also having to moan at the end as his hands touched you in all the right places. “Stiles,” you moaned again as his hand started kneading at your butt, the other attached to your breast. “Fuck why-“

“Shh,” he chuckled before kissing you roughly and making you lose all of your strength, grinding into him as he attacked your tongue with his, mainly kissing you with an open mouth, which only made it harder to not just let him do whatever he wanted. You knew that eventually, at this rate, you would definitely just give in, but you wanted to have some fun with him too.

So you dipped your hand into his sweatpants and palmed him through his boxers, a lot closer, which made him groan into your kiss, but only be more forceful with his tongue and lips, now feeling the need to move his hips also, grinding into your hand.

“Holy shit, yes,” you moaned as his lips travelled down again before he stopped all together and then picked you up, one arm under your legs, the other holding your torso, standing up and taking the stairs two at a time. “You can’t do that!” you exclaimed as he just stopped all of the movements that granted you pleasure, but he didn’t answer. Instead, he threw you onto the bed, making you bounce a couple of times, thanks to the cheap mattress.

“Strip,” he told you before disappearing from the room. You didn’t know where he went, but you took off his plaid shirt which he let you borrow and then pushed down your sweatpants, throwing them on the floor next to the bed. You were laying on the bed in your underwear when he walked in with a tie in his hands as well as a pair of handcuffs.

“What?” you asked, seeing him holding both up.

“This is literally the only choice you get,” he shrugged.

“The metal will cut into my wrists,” you told him.

“Good,” he nodded and walked over, still fully dressed, before hand cuffing you to the bed post, then tying the tie around the metal so it wouldn’t cut into your skin at places.

“How considerate,” you chuckled, watching him work. He looked down at you with a small smile before climbing on top of you and kissing you roughly again. You pulled at the restraints, unsuccessfully, while he just smiled into your kiss before grinding into you and you whimpered at the contact. “Stiles, come on,” you whined as he ran his hands all over your body, admiring early inch of your skin and body before he started to suck hickeys onto your neck and slip one of his hands into your underwear.

“You didn’t strip,” he told you, sounding mad about it.

“I’m sorry,” you shivered as his fingers started to move and press, stroke and pleasure you in ways he hadn’t done before, making you more and more wet, as well as his fingers which were just playing with you now. “Oh my-“ he cut you off with his lips again as you moaned more and more before he slipped a finger into you, moving it in and out, the other hand pulling your underwear down your legs, which you couldn’t help with due to the intense pleasure you were being put under.  “Stiles,” your voice had amplified as his mouth helped out his fingers, sending you further over the edge, almost ready to just jump down, but you didn’t feel it until he curled his fingers up and your moans continued rhythmically with his fingers. “Fuck, Stiles,” you let out as a warning before you had fallen and were already slowly advancing down from the high. You tugged at your restraints for the hundredth time as he smile, finally looking up from his work. “What the-“ you were panting from the exhilarating ride he took you on, but soon enough, his fingers had dived into you again.

“It’s about you, all right?” it was only a rhetorical question, seeing as you really couldn’t answer as he eased you into the rhythm again and you could feel another round pooling up in your stomach, your legs shaking as his fingers pumped. “Come on, Y/n, tell me how it makes you feel,” his mouth was by your ear as he whispered those words, which sent another shiver up your spine and after a few more words from him, you had come undone again, swearing and moaning all through it.

“Stiles,” you puffed out before his mouth was placed on yours again, kissing you roughly, like his fingers had worked, and you could taste yourself on his tongue while he had let you try and calm down for the two highs he lifted you to. Pretty soon, he put himself between you before he pulled his sweatpants down and he started to grind into your hips, making you arch your back. He took your chest into his two hands, massaging the best he could - which you’d never be able to describe - while also continuing his assault on your mouth. You’d done as he wanted twice already, and you could feel the beginning of the third as he kissed down from your mouth to your neck, sucking and licking in a few places, groaning quietly each time your skin touched the fabric of his boxers. You wanted to touch him and pleasure him as he had done for you, but you couldn’t. Why didn’t he want to feel pleasure? Why would he do this? It must have been killing not just you, but also him…

“Stiles, I need to touch you,” you whimpered as his mouth was at the top of your breasts.

“No,” he looked up, staring into your eyes. “I just want to see you writhing in your place from the pleasure,” he told you before starting to place a hickey on your collarbone.

“You’ve seen it twice,” you moaned out.

“More,” he told you simply before you had had enough and lifted your legs, your feet pushing his boxers down quite expertly. He chuckled before looking down at himself before averting his eyes to your face and smirking.

“Where’s that XXL condom now, huh?” you asked breathlessly as he grinned and reached into his bedside table’s drawer, pulling out one condom, which he opened before rolling it on.

“You should know, I used it on you,” he whispered before kissing you again, a little soft than previously, but only until he entered with a hard movement, making you almost scream out as he went deeper than you were ready for.

“Fuck, you-“

“Dick?” he helped out as he started to move and both of you started the climb to the high point before he sped up and pretty soon, he understood your suffering as he also came down. However, he still kept going.

He continued to try and please you in any way he could until you had to tell him it was enough because you couldn’t even feel anything anymore. At that point, he let out a loud sigh and fell into the bed next to you. “Holy shit, I hate you,” you managed to say as you closed your legs and tried to calm down from the last orgasm.

“You know you love me,” he chuckled before pressing a kiss to your neck one last time and reached over to undo your restraints. Once the handcuffs clicked open, you immediately ran your hands through his hair and kissed him, making him smile into it.

“I do.”

- I really really would like your reply anon, I’m not quite sure about this, I hope it was okay, some feedback about it would be fab! 



When I’m Wiser and I’m Older


Anyways here’s. A missing moment. I’m throwing it all under a read more so that those who haven’t watched it won’t read spoilers!!!

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ok so i saw hamilton almost a month ago (9/29/16) and it’s taken me this long to formulate my thoughts because i just have so much to say and frankly i couldn’t emotionally process it 

this isn’t a review but i did talk a lot about the changes from the OBC (i’ve never seen it in NYC so i’m going off of what i know from the OBCR and released clips), also i saw literally the 3rd time the chicago cast performed for an audience, technically before opening night (previews), so keep that it mind

it’s. Really long so i organized everything by song and bolded the really important stuff / what i think you’ll find most interesting. i may try and cull it down a bit more to do a more coherent review but for now you can just browse through my ramblings

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AN: For some reason, I really like to think of Steve in his Stealth Suit (in the beginning of Winter Soldier) for Hydra!Steve… its darker and more angular, I suppose. Anyway, here is part two! Enjoy dears! *I do not own the gif, found on google. Please ignore any spelling errors! Xoxoxoxoxoxo :3

Pairing: Steve X Reader

Part One: ( XXXX )

WARNINGS: Swearing, violence, threatening, seduction (???). (Dark!Steve can get a little…well, “dark” for lack of a better word. He’s twisted, and at times, disturbing. He is, after all, a part of Hydra now so please keep that in mind while reading— it isn’t called “American Psycho” for nothing.)

((Just FYI I’m starting this part with Pyro’s POV (yes, ya’ll can roll your eyes at me), his backstory isn’t all that important for this imagine. Just know that he is from X-Men, and he has joined the Avengers—Just putting this in here in case you are new to my imagines, most of my followers already know of my absolute love for the kid.  If you don’t know who he is I’d recommend looking up his powers. Enjoy!))


“American Psycho” (Part Two)


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dana watches lucifer (2x09)

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  • let’s do this folks
  • ooh linda is on the previously on that means more linda!!!
  • based on the previously on this episode looks lit
  • im the guy in the hot dog suit
  • nvm i’m the tour guide
  • lol lucifer just takes over
  • lucifer EXPOSE HIM
  • lol amenadiel just fuckin left
  • “a literal goddess of all creation” for a sec i thought she was just praising charlotte and i was like same
  • “running or looking” is it a coincidence we hear chloe’s voice immediately after i don’t think so
  • ELLA
  • “someone really popped his cork” SHE EXPLAINS THE JOKE I LOVE HER
  • “fascinating” he looks fascinated tho
  • “unless you wanna be blamed for a four-toed brittany”
  • of course cue the theme song
  • i love when he uses his magic powers
  • maze call him out drag him
  • “dangerous duplicitous” i love alliteration
  • charlotte i got mixed feelings on ya
  • “she thinks she’s smart” UM SHE IS SHE’S LITERALLY THE BEST
  • amenadiel has some mixed feelings it looks like
  • “i cannot have you terrorize them” “i would never” 
  • i honestly love this banter and i love hearing abt all their antics aw
  • “just to be clear that wasn’t me”
  • “potentially homeless and definitely nauseated”
  • like dumbledore did to ron remember that
  • did she just kill that guy for like no reason
  • jeez this woman is hardcore
  • i kind of love her why am i like this
  • “she’s good” she IS good i love her
  • damn he just like closes the door in her face
  • DAN ESPINOZA i was hoping we could go an episode without you
  • although… he’s kinda growing on me
  • don’t tell anybody tho
  • ew were dan and charlotte flirting that’s lucifer’s mom
  • night club is back in full swing
  • charlotte please stop lying it’ll kill me when he finds out
  • “i prefer not to be defined by him” 
  • “thank you for all this… existence” charlotte is a lil too threatening stop linda is being pure and sweet
  • “i’m not telling you anything abt our sessions” YOU GET EM GIRL
  • et tu chloe?
  • “turn the music back on” OMG I LOVE HER LAEJNFIAOHI SP MUCH FEWJIAO
  • what is this stranger things “should i stay or should i go” this song is a bop though
  • oh no oh no oh no oh no 
  • no[e noepofajo no 
  • charlotte NO
  • this lucifer monologue is giving me life
  • “eva gardner threw a champagne glass at frank sinatra’s head” NICE
  • “this may disturb and titillate you”
  • “i really need your help here” “really?”
  • um lucifer ur kinda third wheeling
  • lucifer is literally ready for murder 
  • chloe is the only one who can reel him back i love her
  • “he’s so dumb” -my dad about dan 
  • he ain’t wrong tho
  • “i don’t know if it’s reciprocated” um it definitely is have you seen the wAY SHE LOOKS AT HIM
  • “no let this play out” she’s rly enjoying this part
  • amenadiel is me 
  • maze literally takes pics of his face instead of them making out
  • “they’re gonna AH AH” “I KNOW WHAT THEY’RE GONNA DO MAZE”
  • “please don’t make me explain this anymore”
  • i am sorry you come here for quality reviews and this is just me spouting quotes at you lol
  • honestly tho i ship the hell outta linzikeen but this sexual tension i mean
  • lol eric is not a good liar lol
  • “i think he did it” lucifer is so petty
  • “idk if it’s reciprocated” my ass do you see what she just did for him
  • “friends help each other out” friends? okay if that’s what ur going with
  • of COURSE he goes to linda
  • “why is it i’m the only human who knows who you really are” bc she literally won’t believe him lol
  • ohhhhh i see what she means now
  • NO DON’T STAND HER UP :(((((((((((( 
  • um that almost kiss got me like ready for death
  • guys this rly stressed me out i don’t think u realize 
Forever (Soryu Oh Vampire!AU)

Request: I love your pocky story, I can’t wait for the next chapter!😊 Do you mind if I request a story about Soryu being a vampire then falls in love with the MC, turning her into a vampire?

Words: 2,018

Warnings: Mentions of blood, and self harm

A/N: I’m so glad that you like my Pocky story! Honestly, the reason it makes me happy is because it means someone enjoys my writing. 😅 I don’t mind at all, and I’m sorry if this isn’t really what you wanted or if it’s not good enough, because IDK, I’m never really happy with my writing

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Love at First Sight - Suga X Reader

anonymous asked:
Are your requests open? (Sorry if they aren’t) I’d like to request a Yoongi scenario where he falls in love with a cute 99 liner. Maybe she’s 20 and he’s 26? She could be an idol that he’s couching idk. With a fluffy ending? Thank You ^-^

A/N: Hi! So sorry that we took so long on this one!
I hope you enjoy! ^^
(The ending is shit btw, sorry in advance)

Genre: Fluff

Word count: 1528

G/N = Group Name

“Yoongi” PD-nim called out, “There are a few things we would like to talk to you about, could you please meet us in the conference room in about 5 minutes?”
Yoongi soon got worried, was he not working hard enough? Was he going to get kicked out? Were they going to yell at him? He swallowed down the lump in his throat before nodding at his manager. PD-nim left the room, allowing Yoongi to have some time to himself to think about anything bad he did that could have gotten him in trouble.
Besides making insults at Jin and, the rest of the members, he couldn’t recall anything professional that he had done wrong.
He walked along the hallway to the conference room, nervously clenching and unclenching his hands into fists. He opened up the door to find his manager, along with someone he didn’t recognize
“Come in” PD-nim assured, pointing at the only chair left in the room. Yoongi awkwardly entered, closing the door behind him as he walked to the chair, taking a seat and not trying to look like he was afraid.
“This is Eunho, he’s one of the managers for G/N”
“It’s a new group, they’re debuting in a year”
“Oh.. okay” Yoongi reached over the table to shake his hand, hoping that the manager wouldn’t notice his sweaty palms, “uhh, nice to meet you”
“You too”
Yoongi relaxed a little, now knowing that he wasn’t in trouble, “So what am I here for? Shouldn’t you ask Namjoon? He is the leader after all…”
“No no, we need you. One of the members in the group needs a mentor, someone who can teach her how to write good quality songs, making their debut hot and popular.” Eunho said, giving Yoongi a stern look.
“Oh, uhh… okay, sure. I would be happy to” he said, showing off his gummy smile. Eunho’s face brightened before standing up and grabbing Yoongi’s hands in both of his, “Thank you so much! You won’t regret it! These are really a great bunch of talented girls”
Shocked by his sudden outburst, Yoongi stuttered with his reply, “U-Uh, yeah, sounds great… When do I start?”
Eunho let go of his hands and gave him a serious look, “Today, if possible”
“Today?! Are you-”
he quickly glanced over at PD-nim who was giving him a death stare, “I-I mean, sure, why not…” He let out an awkward chuckle.
“Great! Here, I’ll show you where their studio is” Eunho said, opening the door, thanking PD-nim before closing it.
You arrived in front of their studio, hearing girls scream and laugh from the inside. Yoongi frowned, they were too hyper for his liking.
“Girls!” Eunho said as he opened the door. All of the girls scattered around to stand in a neatly formed line, “This is Yoongi, but I’m sure you know him as Suga of BTS”
Some of the girls screamed when they saw him, you were the first one to make eye contact with him, the both of you quickly blushing as you looked away.
“He will be y/n’s mentor, so he will be visiting quite frequently, got that y/n?” Eunho said. Your eyes quickly shot up as you looked at him confused. You got to work with Yoongi? The Min Yoongi? This was unbelievable, “Come over and introduce yourselves” he told Yoongi, shoving him to the lineup of girls
“1, 2, 3, annyeonghaseyo! We are G/N!”
Eunho walked up to them, “this is Ami, our leader, Y/n, our main rapper/vocalist, May, our lead vocalist, Lia, our main dancer, and Cara, the maknae”
“Hi!” They all shouted excitedly. You were a bit shy, staying a little bit farther away than your other group members. As soon as you looked up, you noticed Yoongi’s eyes were on you.
They started to bombard him with questions about BTS and himself, until Eunho stopped them, “He’s only here to mentor Y/n. And he doesn’t have that much time. So pitter patter, let Yoongi and Y/n do their business” They all giggled and walked away from Yoongi, going back to what they were doing earlier.
Yoongi walked up to you, “Hi, I’m Yoongi” he says with a smile, offering his hand out for you to shake, “I’m Y/n” there was a little moment of silence afterwards, “let’s get started, shall we?” you asked, turning towards the recording room, “Y-Yeah” he followed as you showed him the way. You held the door open for him, which was followed by a “Thank you” as it closed behind you.
“Okay, so this is a song we’ve been working on” you said, clicking on a program. You played it, watching as Yoongi made different faces at certain parts of the song. You couldn’t help but stare, noticing the actual figure in front of you as he carefully concentrated on the beat of your song, intently looking at your laptop. The music quieted down, indicating the end, “…So?” you ask. No reply, “Is it bad…?” he shakes his head, “It’s not bad, but there a few things you should work on, especially with transitions. They need to flow, not just sounding like you bashed two random things together. Your overall song is good, good lyrics, good beat. It’s mainly just transitions.” He pulls out the chair for you to sit in, along with getting one for himself, starting to explain different techniques that you didn’t even know about.
This continued for several months, instead of Yoongi not wanting to go because it was too tiring, he actually did, just so he could see you. He started developing feelings for you, noticing the small things, like the dimple in your cheek when you smiled or laughed, and the way you played with your hands or your hair when you were stressed. He really liked your voice too, your style of rapping really got to him. Allowing you and him to have mini rap battles which usually ended up with him winning because you couldn’t think of any words to spit back at him. You two have gotten closer over the time he was mentoring you. Even if you were younger than him, it was okay, the age difference wasn’t extremely terrible. He could manage that.
Yoongi went over to your studio, getting the usual “Hello’s” From the other members as he smiled at them and headed towards the recording studio where you sat, an empty chair beside you, waiting for him.  
You smiled up at him, and he happily grinned back before sitting down next to you and starting your lesson.
He couldn’t stop thinking about you, even when he was with the boys. Wondering what you were up to. He knows that the relationship between you two had to be strictly professional, but he couldn’t help it. Your features and personality perfectly collided with his. He started to worry about what would happen after he wasn’t your mentor anymore. Would you lose touch and get distant as you and your group promoted albums? Would you forget him and everything he had taught you? He frowned at the thought before shaking his head, not wanting to think about being apart from you as he opened up the door to your studio and recording room.

“Like this?” you ask, clicking on an edit of the song
“Yup, exactly” He leaned forward and clicked the save button. The both of you watched it load, “And. Now… You’re… Done” He said as the loading screen finished. You had just completed the album for your groups debut. You couldn’t be any happier. You jumped up in down in excitement before giving Yoongi a huge hug. He was surprised at first, but smiled at the warmth, hugging you back, “Thank you so much!” you said, muffled because of your face on his shirt.
he let out a small chuckle, “Not a problem” You both stood there in each other’s embrace.
the hug broke apart, Yoongi already missing the warmth as soon as you let go, “Y/n” he said. You looked up at him, staring into his eyes for what seemed like forever. You felt like you could get lost in them, “I.. really had fun mentoring you”
You smiled at him, “And I’m glad you did, I couldn’t do it without you”
He rubbed the back of his neck, “I.. I also really like you…” Well, that came out of nowhere. He instantly blushed, crimson rising on his cheeks as he tried to hide his face. You only smiled before taking away his hands and holding them in yours.
“I like you too” You blushed, embarrassed.
his smile grew wider at your words before pulling you into another embrace, “I know we were supposed to keep things professional and all, but I just couldn’t help it. You’re so attractive in all different kinds of ways. And I would really like if the two of us could date… but, I don’t know how the managers would react to that…”
“Maybe we just won’t let them find out” You smile cheekily as you placed a peck on his cheek.
“Good idea” he smiled, returning your kiss

~Admin Luna