if i had the balls to slit my throat i would right now

★*゚‘゚・The Mummy (1999)

❝ What are you doing here? ❞
❝ You must go. Save yourself. Only you can resurrect me. ❞
❝ By eating the sacred scarabs, I would be cursed to stay alive forever. And by eating me, they were cursed just the same. ❞
❝ I knew this was gonna be a lousy day. ❞
❝ Personally, I would like to surrender. Why can we not just surrender? ❞
❝ Then let’s run away. Right now. While we can still make it. ❞
❝ Now gimme your revolver, you’ll never use it anyway. ❞
❝ Let’s play dead, huh? Nobody ever does that anymore. ❞
❝ What are ya doing?! Wait up! ❞
❝ I’m gonna get you for this! ❞
❝ I’m sorry, it was an accident. ❞
❝ Have you no respect for the dead? ❞
❝ Where did you get this? ❞
❝ Two questions. Who the hell is Seti the First? And was he rich? ❞
❝ As the Americans would say: it’s all fairy tales and hokum. ❞
❝ I’m sure it was a fake, anyway. ❞
❝ You lied to me! ❞
❝ I lie to everybody, what makes you so special? ❞
❝ And what is he in prison for? ❞
❝ He said… he was just looking for a good time. ❞
❝ What did you find? What did you see? ❞
❝ Get me the hell outta here. ❞
❝ I will give you one hundred pounds to spare his life. ❞
❝ Yeah, I’d like ya to let me go. ❞
❝ Then we will kill her, we will kill her and all those with her. ❞
❝ For all the money we’re paying you, something better god-damned well be under that sand. ❞
❝ Do you really think he’ll show up? ❞
❝ Personally, I think he’s filthy, rude and a complete scoundrel. I don’t like him one bit. ❞
❝ I have come to protect my investment, thank you very much. ❞
❝ I only gamble with my life, never my money. ❞
❝ What makes you so confident, sir? ❞
❝ Sorry, didn’t mean to scare ya. ❞
❝ Still angry that I kissed ya, huh? ❞
❝ The last time I was at that place everybody I was with died.  ❞
❝ By the way,… why did you kiss me? ❞
❝ You always did have more balls than brains. ❞
❝ Can you swim? ❞
❝ Americans. ❞
❝ I can’t believe the price of these fleabags. ❞
❝ All night you snored!  ❞
❝ What in bloody hell is this? ❞
❝ Ah, begging your pardon, but shouldn’t we be going? ❞
❝ You boys owe me five hundred dollars. ❞
❝ Where’d all these camels come from? ❞
❝ That thing gives me the creeps. ❞
❝ What are those mirrors for? ❞
❝ Who cares? I don’t see no treasure. ❞
❝ You’re welcome to my share of the spider webs. ❞
❝ Mummies, my good son, this is where they made the mummies. ❞
❝ Ya scared the bejeezus out of us. ❞
❝ I’ve had worse. ❞
❝ Let’s be nice, children, if we’re going to play together, we must learn to share. ❞
❝And when those dirty Yanks go to sleep – No offence. ❞
❝ We’ll sneak up and steal that book right out from under them. ❞
❝ What do you suppose killed him? ❞
❝ I believe if I can see it and I  can touch it, then it’s real. That’s what I believe. ❞
❝ Why do you like to fight so much? ❞
❝ LEAVE THIS PLACE!… LEAVE THIS PLACE DIE! ❞
❝ For them to protect it like this, you just know there’s got to be treasure down there. ❞
❝ …I am a librarian! ❞
❝ I can’t believe I allowed the two of you to get me drunk. ❞
❝ You dream about dead guys? ❞
❝ Stupid superstitious bastard. ❞
❝ Oh my god, he was buried alive. ❞
❝ What are you going to do? Shoot him? ❞
❝ Did you see that!? Grasshoppers! Billions of grasshoppers! ❞
❝ That’s one of the plagues, right? The grasshopper plague! ❞
❝ Oh thank goodness, you’re one of the Americans, aren’t you? ❞
❝ RUN, YOU SONS-A-BITCHES! RUUUUN! ❞
❝ Help me,… please,… help me. ❞
❝ No mortal weapons can kill this creature. He is not of this world. ❞
❝ You left me! You left me in the desert to rot. ❞
❝ Sweet Jesus! That tasted just like,…like… ❞
❝ You saved me from the undead. For this, I shall make you immortal. ❞
❝ There’s only one person I know who can possibly give us some answers. ❞
❝ And you think this justifies killing innocent people!? ❞
❝ Okay, let’s cut to the chase. He’s afraid of cats, what’s that about? ❞
❝ The hell with that! I’m not goin’ nowhere! We’re safe here. ❞
❝ What friend? You’re my only friend. ❞
❝ What are you looking for? Lie, and I’ll slit your throat. ❞
❝ Something about bringing his dead girly-friend back to life. He needs the book… ❞
❝ Ya know, ever since I met you, my luck has been for crap. ❞
❝ The hell with this. I’m goin, downstairs to get me a drink. You want somethin’? ❞
❝ Yeah, get me a glass of bourbon, a shot of bourbon and a bourbon chaser. ❞
❝ Jealous? You kiddin’ me? Did you see that guy’s face? ❞
❝ Is it dangerous? ❞
❝ Save the damsel in distress, kill the bad guy and steal his treasure. ❞
❝ You know, nasty little fellows such as yourself, always get their comeuppance. ❞
❝ From now on, don’t touch anything. Not a damn thing. Keep your hands off the furniture, got it? ❞
❝ He wants your heart and your brain, your liver, your kidneys… ❞
❝ I never killed a priest before. ❞
❝ Kill them! Kill them all! And bring me the Book Of The Living! ❞
❝ This just keeps gettin, better and better. ❞
❝ Death is only the beginning. ❞
❝ Well,… I guess we go home empty handed. ❞

keep quiet (m)

Originally posted by nnochu

pairings: jungkook x reader

genre: smut and ceo!au

word count: 3,473

a/n: im back after like a 4 month break lolol !! this is for @jinxkook​ idk how i wrote this and yeah lemme cry for a bit. (ignore this part if you wanna but here’s a lil disclaimer)

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Tay’s Smut Game 5 ♡

♡ Send me a member (Threesomes, foursomes, gangbangs(orgies) welcomed!)

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♡ You can request prompts with idols from different groups!


CEO!AU:

1.“Come on, admit it, you sit at your little desk all day and she walks in and out and all you want to do is fuck that tight little ass of hers, don’t you?”

2.“Can you please fuck me, sir?”

3.“I wore my naughty little skirt just for you Mr.(idol of choice) and I think you’d like to know…I’m not wearing any panties.”

4.“Mr.(Idol of choice), I see how you look at me, I know you want to fuck me…but, how would your wife respond?”

5.“Seriously? You spilled coffee on my slacks? Clean it up.”

6.“Some would call it exploiting my powers but I need to see which one of you is really ready to do anything for the company.”

7.“You’re sleeping with the CEO of the company? No wonder you got that promotion your second month here!”

8.“Are you sure you want to do this here? I mean you have no curtains and the whole office would be able to see us…”

9.“You’ve been such a naughty secretary, trying to seduce your boss…well, it’s working,”

10.“You’ve been hired to help the boss relieve some stress…he’ll see you in his office now.”

Male!Dom:

11.“Swallow daddy’s dick, make him cum and maybe, maybe he’ll reward you.”

12.“One cock is never enough for this slut, even with your cock in his pussy…she’s begging for one in her ass.”

13.“Move your hand! I’m not stopping-this is what you asked for, now be a good little slut and take it.”

14.“Keep testing my patience and you won’t be able to sit for the next month and every time you go to slide on some shorts or jeans you’ll grimace remembering how hard I had to spank your ass, all because you couldn’t listen.”

15.“Imagine being fucked so good, your eyes roll to the back of your head and you drool a little.”

16.“If you’re not screaming my name at the top of your lungs then I’m doing something wrong.”

17.“Some good dick can turn any good girl into a naughty girl.”

18.“Daddy needs you, princess. Daddy needs your mouth so bad.”

19.“You’re so relentless. All I asked was for you to wait until we got home and you couldn’t even do that! You are so in for it tonight.”

20.“Say it! Say it loud! Let everyone know who’s fucking this pussy right.”

21.“I don’t think you understand how much I want to bend you over the nearest surface and fuck some sense into you.”

22.“Your tits bounce with each thrust…fuck you’re so sexy!”

23.“You’ve never had your pussy eaten? No, I refuse to believe no one has eaten this sweet cunt.”

24.“I love watching you throw it back on me,  always so eager for my cock.”

25.“You’ve been such a good girl, maybe daddy will finally fuck that whore ass of yours.”

26.“You try to act all innocent but I know what you really are. A cock craving whore, that’s what.”

27.“Your panties are soaked little girl, I guess you like the idea of me taking what I want.”

28.“You gonna cry and moan while I run into that virgin cunt?”

29.“Face down. Ass up. Spread that pretty little pussy for me.”

30.“You know the dick’s good when you can nothing but lay there and take it.”

31.“Are you a swallower? Yes? Good because I want you to swallow every drop of cum I’m going to give you.”

32. “I know, deep down, you’re a filthy little slut who likes to take cock deep down her throat.”

33. “Be loud. Scream for daddy, let the others know you’re mine and only mine.”

34. “You’re acting out…so, give me one good reason why I shouldn’t fold you in half right here and fuck the shit out of you.”

35. “I’m tired of you being so gentle and soft. I want you to treat me like a princess and fuck me like a whore!”

36. “I’m tired of acting like I don’t want you, and you don’t want me…just pin me against a wall and fuck me already.”

37.“Does me touching you excite you this much? You’re literally dripping.”

38.“I have a confession…I like to be choked, and not just your hand wrapped around my throat…like, choke me until my vision blurs.”

Overstimulation:

39.“You look so pretty tied up, your clit forced against that vibrator…cum for me, princess, cum for me.”

40.“I-I can’t. My thighs are shaking so hard and even the slightest breeze across my slit is making me shake daddy, I can’t take anymore.”

41.“Three orgasms and you’re still as hard as a rock and your balls are blue as hell. What do you want me to do, baby, how can I help?”

42.“Fuck me, daddy! Fuck my used and abused cunt.”

43.“Two orgasms isn’t enough for you? You need three? Of course, you do! You’re a little cock craving slut,”

44.“I have a confession, god if I weren’t so fucking drunk I don’t think I’d even consider telling you this but…sometimes all I want to do is tie you up and make you cum again and again until all you can do is lay there, trembling, begging me to stop.”

Public/Semi-Public:

45.“We can’t! The others are here!”

46.“So what! This is my apartment and I’ll fuck you whenever and wherever I want.”

47.“Tell me how it feels being at a public event ass filled with your favorite vibrating butt plug.”

48. “Ah fuck! No! No, we shouldn’t be doing this. Well, not here at least…”

49.“Really? Couldn’t you wait until we got home? You needed me so bad, that you’re going to fuck me in a public bathroom?”

Cum Play/Breeding:

50.“I’m going to fill your pussy with every inch of my cock, and then I’m going to cum deep inside your pussy. I’m going to breed you…you want that, you little slut?”

51.“ This is a perfect position, legs spread wide, cock buried deep in your pussy, you’re going to get every drop of cum I have to offer.”

52.“Can you feel it, how heavy my balls are? I haven’t cum in three weeks because you’re so fucking stubborn, Y/N, please touch me.”

53.“A bet’s a bet, and I won, so you know what that means. I get to fill you with my cum, anywhere hole of my choosing.”

54.“I love how you sit there, tongue out, waiting for my load.  Such a pretty, obedient whore.”

55.“You’re going to go back out there and sit at your desk in your cubicle, dripping with my cum like the good girl you are.”

56.“Your pussy looks so pretty, especially when it’s covered in my cum.”

57.“You feel how thick my cock is? Fucking your tight walls? I’m knotting you, baby, knotting this pretty pussy of yours and then I’m going to fill you to the hilt with my cum.”

Hook-Ups:

58.“I just want to know how your dick would feel inside of me.”

59.“Desire is a nasty little thing.”

60.“I-is that a hickey?”

61.“Were you two just fucking? You two were totally just fucking!”

62.“I heard the best way to get over someone was to get under someone.”

63.“Yes, I know it’s two in the morning, but I’m stressing over finals and tuition and when I’m with you, all those things go away…”

64.“I can’t believe we had sex, you’re my TA!”

Fem!Dom:

65.“It’s kind of embarrassing to admit but my cock gets so hard when I think of you noona, you make me such a leaky mess.”

66.“As much as I would love for you to fuck me…I need to know if you’re going to last.”

67.“Good boy, you had so much cum for me. I can feel it dripping down my thighs!”

68.“Good boys share.”

69.“You don’t have to act all macho, no one’s expecting it from you…be the sub I know you are.”

70.“Now, be a good boy and clean my cunt of his cum.”

71.“Admit it. Even when you’re not fucking me, all you can think about is fucking me.”

72.“What do I want you to do? I want you to eat my cunt until I’m shaking.”

73.“Don’t be embarrassed…I think it’s hot you get so hard when something’s filling your ass.”

74.“The sight of you, on your knees, tongue fucking my pussy is too much! Seeing you submit in such a way is so fucking hot.”

Voyeurism/2+:

75.“You like my friends, slut? I know they like you.”

76.“Go ahead, tell em, baby, tell them how you loved to be covered/filled with cum.”

77.“Interestingly enough, (idol of choice), just told me he gets off to the thought of you…I thought maybe we could help him out. Give him the real thing.”

78.“I’m honestly so jealous of (idol of choice), he gets to come home and fuck you after tour…”

79.“Go ahead, taste how sweet her pretty pussy is.”

80.“I see the way you look at (idol of choice) and I know you want him…go! Go and ask him to fuck your little whore pussy.”

81.“Come on princess, put on a show for me and (idol of choice), we miss you and your tight cunt so much.”

82. “Me and my friends have had a hellish week, help us relieve some of our stress, princess.”

83. “It’s my turn…I’m going to fuck his cum deep into your tight, little pussy.”

84.“I’m not going to lie…I’ve gotten off a few times thinking of having my every hole filled with cock.”

85.“Fuck! Is it bad I’m so hard watching someone else fuck your dirty cunt?”

86.“You look so much prettier with my member/friend’s cum on your face.”

87.“You’re going to let me fuck your pink pussy, while your boyfriend’s watching? God, you are such a naughty girl.”

Anal Play:

88.“I’m going to tear this little ass in two, and you’re going to do nothing but lay there and take it.”

89.“I want you to fuck my ass daddy/mommy, I’m your little anal slut.”

90.“I am so wet at the thought of your thick cock filling my ass.”

91.“I am a straight man who loves to have his ass fucked.”

92.“The plug isn’t even, I need another cock, please, please fill my ass with another cock.”

93.“I don’t know, most guys deny and deny this some more but to be honest with you…there’s nothing I love more than tongue-fucking an asshole.”

Fem/Male!Dom:

94.“All these girls/guys, they try to get you to come home with them. Little do they it’s my name you’re chanting so loud that by the end of the night you can’t even speak.”

95.“I just want you to know…even though you’ve been a good girl/boy tonight, I’m going to tie you up and punish you just for my amusement.”

96.“I see the way you look at me…and it’s very inappropriate, Mr. (Idol’s last name).”

97.“I like this, your hands above your head, your body completely at my/our mercy.”

98.“It’s that look, that look of innocence on your face, it makes me want to tear you into two.”

Orgasm Denial:

99.“Trust me denial is your friend. When you finally get to cum, it’ll feel so good…I promise.”

100.“No, you don’t get to cum until I say so. I don’t care if you’re close if you cum I’m going to punish you.”

101.“I know it feels good princess, but if you cum daddy is going to spank, not your ass but your pussy, until it’s red and you’re clenching around nothing, thighs shaking and skin burning, begging me to stop.”

102.“Are you close baby boy? Yeah? Well, we can’t have that, not yet anyway, you haven’t earned it.”

103.“I don’t like edging!  I want to cum and I want to cum now.”

104.“I don’t think I like your tone…you better be careful I might not even let you cum tonight.”

105.“Let us use your holes, fuck you senseless and maybe, only then will one of us make you cum. Deal?”

Wings and Embers

Fellow acomaf fans,

Because I love Wings and Embers (for those who don’t know, Wings and Embers is the bonus nessian story found in the target edition of acomaf) I turned the pics I found — taken by @bookofademigod (@this post) HUGE THANKS btw. Without you, we would’ve been missing a lot!— into text so I can easily reread it. And I thought why not share it?? So here it is!

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Crazy World - Part Two - FBI!Stiles Stilinski

Author: @mf-despair-queen

Characters: FBI!Stiles Stilinski/Reader

Word Count: 13,964

Warnings: NSFW, 18+, Oral (male receiving), Public Sex, Unprotected Sex, Daddy Kink, Angry/Jealous Sex, Fluffy/Romantic Making Love, Heart-wrenching moments that are bound to break hearts, Stiles stealing Roscoe from Scott’s driveway

Notes: IT’S LONG. IT’S HEARTBREAKING. IT’S CUTE. @minhosmeanhoe helped me with the beginning of this (well, the idea for it) because she is a hoe like me and I love her so much. PLEASE LET ME KNOW HOW YOU LIKE IT?

Part 1

When Stiles started at George Washington a year ago, he never thought he would be here.

When Stiles met you on his first day of classes, he never thought he would be dating his professor.

When Stiles told you about the supernatural, he never thought you would stay with him.

When Stiles told you the things he knew, he never thought you would listen to him and believe him.

When Stiles looked at you in his arms every night, he never thought you would still be with him to this day.

When Stiles began his field training three months ago, he never thought it would be like this.

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Lick & Suck

Request: “Hey can I please get a smut piece where the reader gives newt his first blow job but she’s 100% sin (bc newt isn’t sinful enough… yet) and so she teases him so much before and during it??? You can decide if he soon becomes rough or still slightly sub.”

Pairing: Newt Scamander x Reader

Word Count: 2.4k

Warnings: SMUTTY SMUT SMUT! I’M FEELING YES!

The Siberian winds were kept at bay by the thick wood of the lodge, a strong fire crackling softly as two faces were lit up in flickering light. You laid with your top half bare, stomach against the fur rug (which Newt promised was fake), toasting marshmallows until they were black. Newt sat in the armchair nearby, using the fire’s light to check his notes and finish off creature sketches, but found his attention often drifting. His eyes were drawn to the three large gashes on your back which were freshly stitched, the irony of the situation causing a faint chuckle to emit from his throat. For all the dangerous creatures you had both encountered, it happened to be an average snow leopard that wounded you first.

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Fuck Him! Actually, Fuck Me Instead.

Isaac Lahey x female!reader
Fandom: Teen Wolf
Author: T💕
Request: “Could you write a smutty Isaac fix where fem!reader is dancing with some random guy and Isaac gets jealous and smut and fluff??/ Take your time. I know life can be busy.😊😊😊😊”
Warnings: Smut, language, unprotected sex (no glove, no love), oral (male receiving)


   Music thumped through the speakers in Stiles’ house. I smiled and talked to random guy who had come up to me earlier. I didn’t recognize him from school, so he had to have meet Stiles some other way.

   “So, uh, do you wanna dance or whatever?” He asked.

   I shrugged and took his hand. I pulled him into the crowd of people who were already dancing in the living room.

   The song changed into something that I could really move to. I let loose and stared dancing with the guy I’d just met earlier. I swayed my hips against him. My ass was pressed against him. He started to unwind and placed his hands on my hips. The song was almost over, and I felt something poke me in the ass. I smirked.

   “I’ll be right back, Scott.” My werewolf hearing picked up Isaac’s voice.

   I still danced with the stranger, even after Isaac was standing in front of me and started to talk to me.

   “Y/N, look at me. Now.” Isaac’s voice was deep and demanding. It actually turned me on. A lot.

   I looked at him and smiled. I decided that this was a good time to see how far I could push Isaac Lahey. “But, Isaac, I’m dancing. Can’t it wait?”

   I heard a low growl escape his chest. Isaac grabbed me by my wrist and yanked me away from my dance partner. He pulled me along and nodded to Scott as we passed him. I stuck my hand up and waved.

   “Good luck, kid.” Scott whispered.

   I rose and eyebrow and tried to decipher what exactly that meant. Isaac pulled me into one of the rooms in the Stilinski house. Isaac closed the door and walked in front of me, my back to the door. He let go of my wrist and folded his arms over his toned chest.

   “What. The. Fuck. Y/N?” He asked.

    I gave him a look. “What? I didn’t even do anything, Isaac.”

   Isaac laughed and rolled his eyes. “Sure, Y/N. And I guess that mean “nothing” is rubbing your ass all over a complete fucking stranger until he gets hard, and then getting turned on by it, right?”

   I bit my lip. “Actually, I wasn’t turned on because that guy was hard, I was turned on because of you.”

   Isaac blinked rapidly out of confusion. “Me? But, Y/N, I didn’t even do anything.”

   I nodded. “I’m aware. But it was what you said and how you said it.”

   Isaac smirked. “Are you talking about when I told you to look at me?”

   “Fuck, yes. It was so demanding and your voice was so deep,” I moaned, “it was so fucking hot. I kinda liked it.l”

   Isaac closed the space between us. He pushed me back against the wall, extending both of his arms on either side of my head. “Mmm. So you like to be told what to do, baby?”

   I pressed my thighs together. “Only if you are the one who is telling me what to do, baby.”

   “In that case, get on your knees and open your mouth. Now.”

   The way that Isaac’s voice dropped made me super wet. I did what he said and dropped to my knees and opened my mouth. Isaac flashed his amber eyes at me and I moaned.

   Isaac undid his belt and jeans. The jangling noise of his belt made me even wetter and made my mouth water.

   “I can smell your arousal, Princess. It’s intoxicating.” Isaac said in a husky voice.

   Isaac took his dick out of his pants. Damn, he’s hung! My mouth watered and Isaac stuck his shaft in my mouth.

   I took as much of him in my mouth as I could. I gripped the rest of his cock with my hand. I hollowed out my cheeks and let Isaac fuck my face.

   “Oh, yeah, Y/N. Look at you, baby. You look so good wot my huge cock in your mouth.” Isaac stroked my hair.

   The tip of Isaac’s cock touched the back of my throat. I reached up and took ahold of Isaac’s balls. I squeezed and massaged them gently. Isaac thrusted into my mouth faster. My eyes started to water. Isaac moaned and shot his load into my mouth. His cum was salty on my tounge.

   I swallowed and looked at Isaac with puppy dog eyes. He stroked under my chin and smiled at me. “Stand up and undress.” His voice totally contradicted his facial expression.

   I got up and undressed, now facing the bed. I felt Isaac come up behind me as I was taking off my shirt. He put his large hands on my waist.

   “No bra? Mm-mm, baby, so naughty.” He rumbled in my ear.

   I smirked. “maybe I was just hoping that this would happen tonight, Isaac.”

   Isaac chuckled and roughly pushed me onto the bed. I landed on my hands and knees. I tried to get up and Isaac held me down.

   “Stay like that.”

   I obeyed Isaac and stayed on my hands and knees. I heard Isaac take off his shirt and jeans and kneel on the bed behind me. 

   I felt Isaac rub the tip of his cock along the slit of my cunt. I shuddered in pleasure. Isaac put the tip of his cock in my pussy, making me moan.

   Without saying anything, Isaac slammed into my pussy. I screamed out in pleasure. Isaac moaned deeply.

   Isaac slipped out of me completely and slammed back into me. I moaned out a mixture of Isaac’s name and various cuss words and profanities.

   “Fuck me, Isaac! Your cock is so fucking amazing!” I screamed.

   Isaac fucked me from behind and made me feel pleasure that was on a different level. I pushed my chest down on the matress completely.

   “Damn, Y/N! Your pussy is so fucking tight! You make my cock feels so good.” Isaac praised.

   Isaac thrusted into me harder. I could feel it in my cervix, and I loved it.

   “Isaac-c,” I moaned. .com’I’m not gonna last for very much lo-onger.”

   It took Isaac a little bit to answer me. “Me either, baby. Just a little bit longer. Fuck!”

   My mind was focused on not cumming until Isaac did, and it was not very easy. I managed to hold off my orgasm for a little while longer. It was hard, but I did it.

   Isaac gasped and came, spilling his seed into me. The feeling of Isaac’s cum inside of me made me cum too.


   I snuggled up to Isaac’s body and looked around the room. “We just fucked in Stiles’ room.” I snorted.

   Isaac and I laughed together until another thought came to me. I got a little scared.

   “Hey, hun? Did you wear a condom?”

   Isaac paused. “Fuck.”

   I groaned. “I’ll take a test tomorrow. Just to see what it says.”

   Isaac rolled over and looked me in my eyes. “Honestly, I don’t care what the test says, Y/N. I constantly think of having a family with you. I wouldn’t want to have one with anyone else….I love you.”

✰ * º ❛   buzzfeed unsolved sentence starters  ( pt. four )   ❜

         (   part of the youtube starter series   )

‘  you don’t feel strange at all? not even a little bit?  ’
‘  oh shit, waddup! i’m taking a selfie with some demons, yooo. hell yeah, whaaa!!  ’
‘  you’re insufferable.  ’
‘  yeah, i’m just gonna… get some fucking holy water.  ’
‘  i’ve lived my life with one adage and that’s don’t fuck with demons.  ’
‘  i just love seeing you squirm!  ’
‘  okay, tell your spooky story!  ’
‘  i think this is all bullshit.  ’
‘  we better get out of this house, somebody knocked our little bear out of his little wicker chair.  ’
‘  you’re telling me you wouldn’t be unnerved by going upstairs and seeing a bunch of stuffed animals organized into a little cult circle when no one did it?  ’
‘  what the fuck? oh shit! no!! where’s my holy water?  ’
‘  what the fuck? oh shit! no!!  ’
‘  where’s my holy water?  ’
‘  it’s just a flashlight! it rolls, it’s cylindrical!  ’
‘  here’s the thing– this is what i fucking love about like, paranormal evidence. people are always clamoring for it, right? like ‘where’s the evidence,’ and then when the evidence is finally they’re like, ‘fake!’  ’
‘  if you slit my throat tonight, i’m gonna have a hard time forgiving you for that.  ’
‘  will you haunt me for the rest of my life?  ’
‘  no, i won’t haunt you cause i’ll be dead. ghosts aren’t real.  ’
‘  that demon’s racist!  ’
‘  fuck that demon, he’s whitewashing the history of this house.  ’
‘  this demon’s what’s wrong with hollywood.  ’
‘  whatever, demon’s racist. i don’t respect this demon.  ’
‘  you’ve lost your mind!  ’
‘  here we go! rock and roll, buckaroo.  ’
‘  fuck this house. fuck this house so hard.  ’
‘  here’s the thing, i discount almost 100% of all of ‘i saw it in the middle of the night’ things because sleep paralysis, often times, most people wake up and see shit.  ’
‘  if i wake up tonight and there’s this grotesque looking thing laying next to me and just staring at me with it’s fucking stupid beady eyes open, i’m gonna shit myself. there’s gonna be poo in my sleeping bag.  ’
‘  i’m gonna sleep closer to you, i don’t care.  ’
‘  every little pin drop that you hear, every little creak, it’s gonna make your butthole tighten.  ’
‘  i think it would be a sleep-full night for me if it weren’t for you.  ’
‘  annnnnd nope, i’m man enough to admit that this is not happening tonight. i can’t. it’s not happening ever.  ’
‘  you givin’ up?  ’
‘  i just think it’s silly to give up at the last minute, but whatever. you know, it’s no big deal.  ’
‘  did you just call the demon a motherfucker?  ’
‘  i don’t give a shit now, i’m gone.  ’
‘  peace out, bitches. go fuck yourself. you were truly awful and i hate you.  ’
‘  this is the happiest moment of my life.  ’
‘  i think it was just a wonderful coincidence.  ’
‘  i’m glad it happened because i got to see you turn into a babbling mess.  ’
‘  i’m happy to let you believe in this ‘cause i think it’s fun that you believe in it, cause if we go to more places, it’s gonna be fun to watch you freak out some more. so great.  ’
‘  let’s just call it unsolved, how ‘bout that?  ’
‘  but we sure had fun!  ’
‘  he looks really happy, actually. look at that little face. he looks like he’s eatin’ grapes.  ’
‘  that’s really interesting, let’s get the fuck out of here.  ’
‘  i don’t wanna imagine that. can’t you just let me enjoy the moment for once?  ’
‘  what a trip its been. we’ve seen a lot of stuff. seen spiders, we’ve seen… ghouls.  ’
‘  this looks like disney land. i wouldn’t be surprised if they got cotton candy in there.  ’
‘  yuk it up, man. yuk it up. you’re really enjoying this, but when the lights go off, this may be a little different.  ’
‘  you’re full of shit if you do not feel strange right now.  ’
‘  i assure you in like half of the places you’ve been, people have died there. people have probably died in the chipotle we just ate at.  ’
‘  well then that’s why she didn’t live forever! cause she found a loophole!  ’
‘  i won’t argue that your logic is flawed. i just hate it because it’s detrimental to my argument.  ’
‘  you think the ghosts just checked in every like 3 to 5 years?  ’
‘  this is a theory. i’m just stating a theory.  ’
‘  no one builds a house like this because they have arthritis. no one says, ‘oh, my knuckles feel a little funny. i’m gonna build a house with 500 rooms.’  ’
‘  i hear ya, man. i agree with ya. i’m just saying this is a theory that people believe… and i’m relaying the theory.  ’
‘  those people are idiots.  ’
‘  i mean, you know what the doctor says: ‘nothing’s better for arthritis than a two story drop to the floor below’ right?  ’
‘  although, i will say, i cannot imagine communicating with spirits produces any kind of receipt.  ’
‘  that’d be– yeah. i… i agree with your calling of bullshit.  ’
‘  good! i’m glad we agree on something for once.  ’
‘  i’m gonna lock myself in here with the ghosts.  ’
‘  i knew that you were gonna do that and it still scared me. fuck you.  ’
‘  hey, man. calm down!  ’
‘  you almost scared me to death – i’m never gonna forgive you for that. hope you’re fucking proud of yourself.  ’
‘  there’s a lot of things that you can’t see that are real. you can’t see gravity – that’s real.  ’
‘  i can’t see gravity? yeah, i can drop an apple.  ’
‘  hey, ghosts! tussle my hair. give me a little purple nurple or something, let’s have some fun!  ’
‘  you’re the worst.  ’
‘  if i have to spend one more moment looking at your silly face, i think i might murder you myself.  ’
‘  we’re on our way to a nightmare.  ’
‘  you’re on your way to a nightmare. i’m on my way to a nice retreat.  ’
‘  this is a mistake.  ’
‘  there’s also a thunderstorm rolling in so that’s fun.  ’
‘  he looks fine. look at him! the kids fine and now i feel like a big weenie.  ’
‘  you are a big weenie.  ’
‘  this is the beginning of a horror movie right now.  ’
‘  that’s an ominous cloud in the sky. some very atmospheric thunder.  ’
‘  well, this seems all horrible and awful in general.  ’
‘  look, there’s spiders everywhere, so that’s nice.  ’
‘  see, i’m more concerned about the spiders than the ghosts.  ’
‘  i thought i got bit in the asscheeks by a spider.  ’
‘  anytime i get even remotely spooked, i just look to the monkey with the sunglasses.  ’
‘  is that a bed? is that a guy? should we poke it with a stick?  ’
‘  uhh, sure. if that’s what it’s gonna take to get us out of here then yes, i believe in all of this.  ’
‘  this is a fucking nightmare.  ’
‘  what the fuck was that?! holy shit balls!  ’
‘  okay, i don’t care what his favorite was – fuck that, let’s go.  ’
‘  toodaloo, can’t say it was pleasurable.  ’
‘  fuck everything about that place.  ’
‘  ‘odd’ doesn’t even begin to describe this one. it’s very strange.  ’
‘  my interest is piqued.  ’
‘  they’re making their kids work seven days a week? my parents would maybe be like, ‘empty the dishwasher’ on a… you know, a thursday, and i’d be like, ‘this is bullshit.’   ’
‘  i guess i’d run away from my parents if they made me work seven days a week, especially if i was shoveling horse shit and moving dirt.  ’
‘  i’d fake my own death.  ’
‘  you strike me as one of those idiots who likes to put their phone down and walk into the middle of the woods and experience nature and all that bullshit.  ’
‘  either way, leaving your house in this day and age without your phone, without your credit cards, that’s already a death sentence. you can’t do that.  ’
‘  this is what happens when you live on a farm.  ’
‘  what wide generalization are you gonna make about people on farms right now?  ’
‘  i just think you gotta read some– some culture, eh, watch some two and a half men, i don’t care. just connect to popular media and know what the world is thinking, otherwise you go nuts.  ’
‘  yeah, ‘cause nothing says sanity and civilization like a red robin resturant, right?  ’
‘  how much trouble could a family of farmers get into?  ’
‘  farmers and bears don’t mix. they don’t put bears on farms.  ’
‘  i imagine this is a little bit more than they bargained for when they were trying to find that pikachu.  ’
‘  that’s fucking terrifying.  ’
‘  you just lock your door. you’re in a car, drive away. that’s not that scary. and then, you know, if the doors don’t work and he starts breaking a window, then guess what? time to die. and that’s a bummer.  ’
‘  then guess what? time to die. and that’s a bummer.  ’
‘  what point does the fear come in? about when the life is draining out of my body.  ’
‘  oh yeah, excuse the public for wondering about your safety, sir.  ’
‘  this does make me realize i don’t give people the middle finger enough.  ’
‘  i guess i’ll just go fuck myself then.  ’
‘  i’m not gonna go find my kids if i’m trying to get off the grid. off the grid, no more kids.  ’
‘  alright, well… once again, we’ve solved nothing.  ’
‘  do you think you could become part of a shared delusion?  ’
‘  every time i’ve ever offered even a little bit of a delusional thought, you immediately shut it down.  ’
‘  no one thinks they’re susceptible to shared delusions and then it happens.  ’
‘  what if we’re in a shared delusion right now?  ’
‘  is this all in our mind?  ’
‘  it could be all in our mind. this could be the most elaborate delusion of all and we’re talking we’re talking about delusions which, in term, is actually a weird delusional loop.  ’

Parent-Teacher Cock-ference

Originally posted by deanskitten

Characters: Y/n, Chris, Allison

Pairing: Chris x Y/n (FEMALE READER)

Warnings: Smut, unprotected sex, blowjobs, squirting, pussy eating, awkwardness and fluff…

Word count: 1979

Summary: It was supposed to be a regular parent-teacher conference. But of course, when it comes to Chris Argent, you’re unable to ever turn that man down.

A/N: Ok, so…decided it was about time I wrote something with the daddy of Teen Wolf, cos he’s stunningly delicious. Hope u like it!!

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“Mr Argent. We really shouldn’t be doing this”, you panted, tilting your head as he leaned down from behind you, his breath hot on your skin, the smell of him surrounding you.

Mint, beer, and gunpowder.

God, he was intoxicating.

“Shouldn’t do what, princess?” he asked, his chest vibrating against your back as he spoke, his voice smooth and soft, yet deep and rumbling.

“T-that!” you stuttered when a hand trailed down your body, slipping past the band of your skirt, and gently brushing your cloth covered pussy.

He simply chuckled, pushing your panties to the side as he ran a finger through your folds, making your head fall back with a sigh, unable to resist the pleasure this man was giving you.

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Laundry - warren x reader

Word count: 1k
Warnings: none

Request: ‘so imagine that warren has a problem with clothes getting too stretched out because   of his wings and clothes just not fitting properly and imagine that the mansion has a community laundry and dry cleaner system with everyone’s names written on the tags of their clothes ,and if someone needs something fixed or altered that’s we’re they go. Now, the reader(who is really quiet and shy) is then only one who manages it because everyone else is too busy to do laundry and Charles asks if someone could help and since she has alot of free time she volunteered. One day she notices that all of Warren’s shirts are either ripped or stretched out from trying to get his wings in them and so she buys him a couple of new shirts that he would like and that would fit him and altered it so that there are slits in the back where his wings would be with snap buttons at the bottom so he can slip his wings in without stretching the shirt and whenever he gets his shirts back he’s just like “oh my God who did this, who cared about me enough to go out of their way like this” and he thinks to himself he has to find this person. So he goes to the laundry room and waits like all day because he really wants to find this person, and when the reader finally walks in they just have a really fluffy moment.’ By @brianabrown4878
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It was laundry day and of course, everyone in the school had to be busy with something. Kurt was catching up in his classes, warren was training (probably just hiding from everyone to be honest), jean was practicing her powers again and almost everyone had some kind of excuse. Y/N was busy packing her laundry down to the laundry room and nearly tripped over some of the other students clothes. She stumbled, catching herself!f and sighed, someone had to do this, and she knew the clothes had their names tagged on them. She wasn’t much of a talker or anything, but found herself sorting everyone’s clothes into piles to do the laundry, since she hasn’t had anything else to do.
  Y/N spent most of the day doing laundry, she had everyone’s clothes put in the baskets and paused when she seen a very worn out Def Leppard T-shirt that belonged to the one and only archangel, warren Worthington III. A small frown appeared on her face, going through his clothes only to notice that almost every shirt was this way. She shook her head, sitting his clothes to the side before fixing her hair and distributing the others clothes back to their rightful owners. She had to do something, she was that kind of person, and her crush on warren didn’t seem to help the fact that she was now walking into Xavier’s office to ask him if she could work the laundry from then on. For Warren, of course. “Sir?” She asked softly as he looked up from the book he was reading, “yes?” He asked, he didn’t read her mind so he didn’t technically know what she wanted. “Today I went to the laundry room and-” “its messy, I’m sorry” Xavier frowned. “-that’s not the problem, but I washed everyone’s clothes and I think I’d like to work the laundry from now on and I need to go get…supplies, do I have permission to leave?” She rocked on the balls of her feet, seeing she was wearing sandals. He nodded.
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  Y/N found herself walking around the mall, checking out the clothes and of course, getting many band t-shirts in Warren’s sizes. Of course she didn’t have to do it, but she did. After she gathered supplies, she headed back to the school to work on fixing his new clothes. She contemplated how it would work, then it came to her mind that his favorite leather jacket had slits in the back! She worked with the clothes, fixing them so they would fit the angel without having to be stretched out. Then, she wrote his name on the tags.
  It was later on that night and she felt extremely tired, but wandered down the halls with the laundry basket of his old clothes to sit them away and replacing them with the new clothes…

  Warren finally had enough time to get his laundry done, he was walking down the halls shirtless, signing to himself. He walked inside, wondering where his old clothes were, only to find the new t-shirts with his name on them. His heart almost stopped, someone actually cared to do this for the angel? Why him? He wasn’t exactly a nice person, he didn’t think he deserved to be treated nicely, but someone had taken time to shop and fix these shirts for… For his wings! Warren’s eyes watered, which was a sight you’d probably never see. He picked up one of the shirts, Metallica. Whoever this person was, must have really thought about the clothes because they were all great and probably expensive too. He looked down for a moment, sitting down and sighing heavily. 'I have to find them, this person needs a huge ass thank you, but they better not tell anyone…’ He thought to himself, deciding to wait for this mystery person.
   Y/N woke up some time later, knowing there was to be more laundry done on the weekend more than during the actual week and this time, she even had to do some bedsheets too. Rubbing her eyes, she got up and took a shower, letting the hot water cascade down her body was merely relaxing. She washed off, taking the time to do her morning routine and dried her hair, taking her dirty laundry and putting it in a basket. She hoped that the students hadn’t piled up a lot of things as she slipped on some sweatpants and sandals, almost forgetting to grab her things and it took a little while for her to her things down to the room, struggling to twist the knob…
  Warren wasn’t really paying attention to a lot of things but as soon as the doorknob started to turn, his breath caught in his throat in anticipation. What if it was Xavier? Or even Hank? Should he be this nervous about it? He didn’t know but all of his feelings were changed when he seen the color of Y/N’s hair. He side smiled and got off of the washing machine, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly as she pushed the door open, not yet seeing him there. Was it her?
  Y/N lifted her things to walk inside, her eyes falling on Warren who was reading a very unreadable expression at the moment, but seemed to be a little upset? She looked down, slowly putting the basket down. “I… I’m sorry, I just really wanted to be nice, you’ve been nice to me and you’ve not picked on me like other people usually do because I’m quiet and-” she looked up,swallowing hard. Warrens eyes were brighter, a small smile across his lips. “Me? Mad? Actually, I just… Got a little surprised that someone would care for me enough to do that, and quite frankly, darling, you are absolutely wonderful. I need to repay you” he stated as he walked closer, only clad in his jeans and boots. He smiled softly at her, “how can I ever repay you?” He asked softly, watching her expression changed to surprised. “Well… I’ve always wondered what it looks like from the rafters…” She trialed off, earning a small chuckle from the angel, who wrapped his arms around her. “How about this… I fly you around but I still don’t think that’s enough repay, so I guess I’ll be sticking around you linger than before, maybe we can become… Closer?” He suggested. To that, she nodded, wondering what exactly was going to happen.

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I Thought It Could Be Fun L.H

Originally posted by sexycliffconda

warning: smut ;)

word count: 2000+

summary: 69ing with Luke

requested?: yes, hope you like it! lmao, i’m a suckish smut writer bc i hardly ever post but here y’all go!

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I groaned and sluggishly walked to the front door after a few minutes of hearing persistent knocking. I wasn’t in the mood to see anyone today so I thought I could get away with ignoring whoever was there, but they obviously wanted to see me bad enough to knock on my front door repeatedly.

“yes?” I asked rudely, not even opening the front door fully to get a good look at whoever was there.

“is that the greeting you give to your amazing boyfriend who brought Chipotle?” Luke asked with a cheeky smirk, holding up a Chipotle takeaway bag. I groaned at the smell that was escaping the paper bag.

“you…” I trailed off, cupping his face and kissing him gently, “you, my amazing boyfriend are amazing” I grinned, pulling him inside and shutting the door behind him.

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Wicked Games

this imagine was inspired from Wicked Games by The Weeknd

I’ve only written smut once or twice before, so this might not be the greatest thing you’ve ever read, but hey, practice makes perfect, right?

warnings: swearing, smutty smut smut, gun play, daddy kink ofc, cheater!joker, nsfw gifs

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PSA: if you don’t like smut, DO NOT READ THIS. use your common sense.

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You and the Joker used to have a thing, until Harley came along. She swept him right off his feet, and he forgot all about you. You hadn’t heard from him in over a year, and you hadn’t seen him either.

But you were okay with that. He hurt you more than words could describe. You thought he loved you, but he was just tricking your mind so you would be his sex toy. He loves Harley now, and you’re on your own.

You had just got home from going to the club, surprisingly enough it was the Joker’s club, but you successfully avoided the VIP section in case he was there.You just had a drink or two, and you had fun dancing with some pretty attractive guys. They all tried to turn the dancing into something more, but you kindly declined and moved on to grinding against the next guy on your radar.

You rip your heels off of your sore feet and set them by your front door, making sure to lock it. You walk into your kitchen and sit on the counter, scrolling through your phone. You notice you have a text from an unknown number. It says, “Come into your bedroom.”

You nervously grab a gun from a drawer and tip toe down the hallway, towards your room. Your finger is already resting on the trigger, ready to shoot someone down. Opening the door, you see someone laying on your bed. You flick on the lights, and that’s when your heart almost falls out of your ass.

The Joker. Laying on your bed.

“What are you doing here?” You ask, not moving from the door, the gun pointed at him. He laughs and gets up, walking towards you. You press the barrel against his forehead, completely ready to drop him at any moment.

“I thought we could spend some time together. Maybe have some fun.” By the way he was looking you up and down, you knew just what he meant by ‘fun’. “Don’t shoot me, doll, I can tell you miss me.” You don’t move an inch, and with that, he jerks the gun from your grasp, pointing it towards his temple and laughing.

“What about Harley?” You ask, glaring at him with hatred in your eyes. 

“She’s back home. I don’t love her anymore.” He says running the gun along your cheek. “Come to think of it, I never really did.”

“Get out.” You say, opening your bedroom door more and nodding towards it. “Now.”

His eyes fill with rage, and he slams the door, pushing you against it. He’s pointing his own gun towards you. The irony almost makes you laugh.

“Shoot me, I don’t care. At least I’ll get away from you.” You smirk, knowing he didn’t have the balls to do it. He growls, making you notice how much you missed it. He looked you up and down once again, admiring every curve your skimpy dress showed off. You felt an all too familiar feelings between your legs. Forgetting all about hating him, you lean your head up and start to lick the tip of the gun.

You keep eye contact with J as his eyes glaze over with lust. He grinds his metal capped teeth together as you put the barrel in your mouth and slowly bob your head up and down, just a little. He removes the gun from your mouth and presses his body against yours, wedging you between him and the door. He wraps one hand around your throat, and one hand trails the gun down your stomach and lifts the hem of your dress above your waist. He smiles as he notices you weren’t wearing underwear.

“Were you expecting me?” He touches his lips to your neck, right below your jawline. He slowly runs the tip of the gun over your clit, making you gasp. You tangle your hands through his electric hair, messing up its perfect form. As he continues to rub your throbbing clit with the gun, he trails kisses from your collarbone up to your mouth, immediately shoving his tongue against yours. You moan into his mouth when he adds more pressure to your clitoris. 

“J,” You breathe out. He pulls back, only to connect hit mouth to your earlobe, sucking and biting. “Please fuck me.”

“Oh doll,” He growls in your ear. “I thought you’d never ask.” He throws the gun onto the bed, and throws you right next to it. He pulls you by your ankles so that you legs hang off the side of the bed. He begins to unzip the back of your dress, and your arch your back to let him slide it off of your frame. Spreading your thighs apart, he gets on knees and throws your legs over his shoulders. His face is only inches away from your needy pussy. “You’re glistening, kitten.” Your pussy clenches as the nickname he used to call slips through his red lips. He kisses up your inner thigh, biting occasionally, earning a smile gasp from you each time. He licks his tongue all around your pussy, causing you to become even more wet. You need his tongue on you.

“Please stop teasing me,” You moan out, lacing your fingers through his hair and pushing it closer to your heat. He purrs as he licks all the way up your slit and flicks his tongue over your clit. He slides his middle finger over your slick entrance, pushing it in and then pulling it back out, sliding back over it again. He repeats this, over and over again, teasing you so much to the point tears almost fall from your eyes. He finally buries two long fingers deep inside of you, making you moan loud enough that you’re sure your neighbors heard it. He wiggles his fingers against your g-spot and begins to suck on your clit.

“Do you wanna squirt for me, baby doll?” He looks up at you, his tongue still all over your clit. You nod, the immense amount of pleasure sweeping through your body making you speechless. “Use your words.” He demands.

“Yes, Daddy, please make my sweet little pussy squirt.” His gaze becomes almost animalistic at his new nickname. He continues flicking his tongue over your clit, and you begin to feel like you need to pee. 

“D-Don’t stop,” You whine. The knot in your stomach releases, your body tensing up and then relaxing as you scream out ‘Daddy’. J quickly moves his mouth down to catch all of your juices that are squirting from your pussy. 

J flips you over, so you’re on your hand and knees, ass high up in the air. You hear him unzips his pants and take off his shirt, throwing all his clothing to the side along with his boxers. He leans over you, and you feel his tip brush against your opening. 

“Did you miss these moments with me, (Y/N)?” He growls as he bites the back of your neck harshly, surely leaving a hickey. 

“Yes,” You moan out. Your legs were quivering at the thought of his huge cock inside of you. 

“Do you want me to fuck you?” 

“Yes, please Daddy.” 

He leans up and runs his dick up and down your pussy, slowly pushing the tip in. You gasp at how much he’s already stretching you out. He quickly stuffs the rest of himself inside of you, pulling completely out slowly.

“Daaaddddyyyyy,” You whine, tired of being teased like this. He only laughs.

He grabs onto your hips and slams into you. You scream out in pleasure as his pace quickens immediately. Everytime he buries himself in you, his rams into your g-spot. Your eyes roll back into your head and your moans become louder.

He groans and his thrust become sloppier as he grabs your hair and tugs you up. He stills pounds into you, and the knot in your stomach comes back. He bites your neck and lets out a long moan, and you can feel his dick twitch inside of you. 

“Yes, kitten, milk Daddy’s cock.” He growls in your ear, sending you over the edge. You scream out as your second orgasm takes over you, your walls clenching around him as your juice runs down his dick. J thrusts one last time, burying himself balls deep into and cumming. He pulls out of you, purring lowly as he watches his load drip out of your swollen pussy

He collapses onto the bed and runs a hand through his sweaty mess of hair. You curl up next to him. 

“I missed you,” You sigh.

“I missed you more, kitten.”


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Enough Is Enough - Part 2

Summary: You have known Bucky Barnes your entire life and he is your twin brother’s best friend, so seeing him on a daily basis shouldn’t be all that much of a problem right? Wrong. You hate the guy, with a passion, and no matter how hard you try you just can’t seem to get rid of him. He is there, constantly, like some persistent little pest that refuses to leave from where it’s not welcome.

So what happens when you start to pick up on just why that might be? Will your strong opinion on him change or become even worse?

Note: This is the second part to my entry for Tay’s AU Writing Challenge I had the prompt  “I don’t hate you. It’s just that if you were on fire I wouldn’t piss on you to save your life, is all.” and chose to have it as a Bucky x Reader fic. I’m new to the whole AU side of things so I hope you enjoy!

Bucky x Reader (AU)

Words: 1,669

Disclaimer: None of the GIFs used are mine so all credit goes to their creators <3

Part 1, Part 2

The walls around you were moving, closing in around you, and your breathing became so erratic that it was becoming harder and harder to get enough oxygen into your body. This created even more panic and you were audibly crying out now until you feel a strong pair of arms wrapping themselves around you. There was a sound filling your ears as the grip around you tightened but you couldn’t make it out, it just sounded like you were underwater.

“[y/n] follow my breathing….” It was Bucky. His worry for you had become too much for him not to do anything about it and so he had sat himself behind you, his arms wrapped around your body, as he pulled your back flush up against his chest for you to feel it moving. “You don’t need to concentrate on anything else.”

“Get…off me!” You struggle in his grip as your mind refuses to believe he is there to help you. All it sees is him stopping you from getting out of here. “Th-This is your fault!”

“You can blame me later doll. Right now you just need to calm down. There’s nothing here that’s going to hurt you.”

He found himself having to keep his own emotions in check as he continued to fight against your struggling form, remembering the last time this had happened and how he had done nothing to stop it.

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Prettier

Hiiiiiiiii! This is kind of a sequel to Pretty, that I did before! Hope you enjoy xoxo

Originally posted by solo-harry

You hadn’t talked about what happened that night.

That night when your best friend had his mouth in places best friend’s should not put their mouths. That night he had his hands on places that he shouldn’t have his hands. That night he told you that you were pretty.

“Looooooooooo? Love?” you hear, bringing you out of your daydream. “Are yeh listening t’me?”

“Yes.” you reply, though both him and you knew that you were lying. You couldn’t concentrate when Harry talked to you anymore. It was because of his lips. His lips. So soft, so pink, so inviting. And it was because of his eyes. His eyes. So light green that they almost looked translucent at times. And it was because of his hands. And his neck. And……

“Why’re yeh staring at me?” Harry asks, while trying to move into your line of sight. “Wha’ are yeh thinkin’ bout?”

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Who’s Going to Teach you?

One-shot 

ReaderxJimin

Smut

Word Count: 2,223

“I don’t need help.” You grunted.

“It seems like you do, you’re dying.” Jimin laughed.

You had decided to play overwatch after the

influence of Jungkook and Taehyung. A few nights ago, and the boys had called you over to their apartment to hang out since they knew you weren’t working that day and both of them didn’t have any extra schedules to attend, unlike the other members. Although the whole time you were there you were just observing them rather than them teaching you, but nonetheless you still wanted to try it out. You didn’t know any of the controls/rules whatsoever, but still you just decided to grab a control and start playing.

“Here let me help, Y/N.” Jimin giggled while trying to grab your controller.

You avoided him trying to grab your controller, but continued to keep your eyes glued to the screen. He was right, you were dying, but you weren’t going to give in so easily, especially in front of him.

“Ya~ Oppa will help you. Give it to me.” He laughed.

“No.” You growled as you stood up, making your way behind the sofa to avoid any more distractions.

Jimin rested his head on the back of the couch, so he could see you from the top. He gave a little chuckle before standing up and following you to where you were. He stood behind you and snaked his arms around your waist, pulling you closer to him. You felt your whole body warm up with his presence, and you could smell a soft scent of cologne that surrounded the both of you.

“Let me show you how it’s done.” He whispered into you ear, causing your hairs to rise.

You felt his fingers trail their way to your hands. He rested his chin on your shoulder and guided your fingers on the controller. You bit your bottom lip and gulped.

“Like this.” He whispered with a low voice.

You could feel his breath against your skin, as he whispered hints in your ear. Your focus beginning to shift to him, and no longer paying attention to the game. You had to admit, although the boys and you were great friends, you always had a little crush on Jimin and he knew it. He would purposely walk around shirtless whenever you were around or sit next to you just to see you squirm. He was hot as hell, and he knew exactly what to do to get you turned on.

“Do you get it now?” He asked you.

You nodded your head and tried to escape his embrace, but he had you trapped, both his arm between you. He took note of your action, and began to chuckle.

“You’re so cute, Y/N.”

You could feel your cheeks getting flushed with nervousness, hoping he wouldn’t notice you lowered your head. He moved his arms away, and watched you make your way back to the sofa. You shrugged off what he was doing to you before, and continued to play games after the “help” you recieved from him.

“Looks like you weren’t even listening to me.” He chuckled.

“I-I did. I just..maybe I’ll just ask Taehyung for help, since he’s in a higher level and has played longer than you have.” You replied.

All of sudden Jimin was in front of you, blocking the tv. He raised his eyebrows and his mouth curved into a smile.

“Taehyung?” He said lowering his tone.

“I-I’m playing games right now, Jimin. Move, I’ll just ask Taehyung.” You stuttered.

“After teaching you, you’re just going to ask Taehyung?”

You quickly shushed him, trying to avoid answering his question. He noticed your actions and decided to grab your controller away from you, waving it up in the air. He had gave a side smirk and licked the bottom of his lips.

“No, no, no. Answer the question first.” He laughed.

You frowned at him and sighed.

“Give it back. I’m going to get killed!”

He lowered his stance, closing in on the distance you both had from each other.

“Make me.” He winked.

You leaned in as well, deciding to play along with his little antics, and frowned.

“Stop it, Jimin. Just give it back, or else.”

He lowered his arm, whilst holding onto the controller still, and a devilish smirk began to form on his face.

“Or else what?”

“I’ll..I’ll hit you.” You smiled.

Not giving up either, he leaned in further, lips just inches away from each other.

“Hit me.” He grinned.

You lifted your hand, getting ready to punch his shoulder. You swung your fist back and then accelerated it towards his shoulder, but Jimin dodged and grabbed your wrist, pulling you into his chest. He looked into your eyes and grinned.

“God you’re so hot when you’re mad, Y/N.”

“Let go of me.” You groaned.

“What if I don’t want to? What if I want to do this?”

He leaned in and met his soft, plump lips with yours. He had taken you by surprise, not even giving you time to close your eyes. You pushed him off and touched your lips.

“Don’t act all shy with me now, I know you wanted to kiss me too.” He bit his bottom lip, “None of the members are home anyways.”

“So what if they aren’t? We’re just friends, Jimin.” You replied.

“So you wanted to kiss me then?” He smirked.

You hesitated before answering him again. It’s true you wanted to kiss and touch him, but you shouldn’t. You two were friends. Just friends, and you didn’t want to ruin that.

“I don’t want things to change between us.” You responded.

“Things won’t. I promise. So stop worrying and kiss me already.”

He placed his hand behind your neck and leaned in, placing a soft kiss on your lips. The kiss began to deepen, as he moved his hand from behind your neck to your waist, pulling you closer to him. He softly moaned and gently pushed you down on the sofa letting you lay on the edge, while climbing on top of you. The same soft scent of cologne following his movement. He smiled and moved a piece of hair away from your face.

“You’re so beautiful.”

You blushed at his compliment, not knowing how to respond. You turned your head away from his intense gaze, to which he took notice of.

“Look at me, Y/N.”

He placed his hand under your chin and moved your head back to face him. You looked at him and smiled. He tilted his head and winked, leaning in again to kiss you. You could feel him harden against your body, his tongue making an entrance in your mouth, aggressively playing with yours. He then started to lower his kiss to the nape of your neck, softly sucking your skin. His hands sliding down to the hem of your shirt, grabbing it and pulling it up over your head, leaving you shirtless. He sat up and smirked at the sight of you.He crossed his arms and grabbed the end of his top and took it off in one go. You were used to seeing him shirtless since he would usually walk around, but even so you were amazed every time.

“You should be used to this, right? I know you check me out all the time.” He smiled.

“Shut up.” You laughed.

You sat up and held onto his hips for support. You gave him a soft kiss on the lips and then made your way to his neck, then to his shoulder, your fingers tracing the outline of his back. Then you abruptly stood up from the sofa and placed your hands behind your back, grabbing onto bra clasp and unlatching it. Slowly revealing your breasts, in which Jimin turned his body to face the you, admiring your body.

“Fuck..” He groaned.

You got on your knees and spread both his legs apart. Unbuttoning his jeans and slowly stripping it away, and throwing it to the corner of the room. You rubbed your hands against his thick, muscular, thighs, earning a soft moan from Jimin. You made your way to the growing bulge in his black briefs, wrapping your fingers around his member and slowly stroking it. He rolled his head back and bit his lips. You rolled off his underwear, revealing his hard, thick cock. You had pictured he was big, and seeing it satisfied your imagination. You softly gave it a squeeze and stroked his length, rubbing the pre-cum with your thumb around the tip, then placing your mouth against his dick.

“Your lips feels so nice on my dick.” He moaned.

You then stuck out your tongue and gave soft kitten licks on his tip at first, then his length, then down to his balls. You stroked him while you sucked one of his balls in your mouth. He closed his eyes and pulled on your hair. You lifted up your head and licked your way back up to the tip, where you inserted his cock in your mouth.

“Shit…like that.” He moaned.

You first began to bob your head up and down his shaft, then bobbed back up to swirl your tongue against the tip, his hands gently pulling onto your hair, while softly moaning. Then lowering yourself deep into his cock until it reached the back of your throat, your eyes beginning to blur with tears. Jimin notices and takes control, thrusting his hips up and down against your mouth. He continues this for a bit until he whips out his cock from your mouth and grabs both your legs, wrapping them around him, and carrying you into his bedroom. He throws you on his bed and practically rips off your shorts and underwear. You see the same devilish smirk he made before, as he climbs on top of you and throws your legs over his shoulder and lowered himself down, while softly biting and sucking your inner thighs

“Ah..Jimin.” You bit your lower lip.

“Was that too rough?” He laughs.

You shook your head no and he continues his work. Licking his way along your slit, and massaging your breast with one his hands.

“You taste good, baby.”

He then starts to flick his tongue aggressively against your clit, which causes you groan. He continues this for awhile and you could feel yourself close to orgasming, your hands running through his soft, fluffy hair. Your moans becoming louder.

“Don’t stop.” You cry.

With that command, he continues his motion. You wrap you legs around his back, thrusting your hips against his warm tongue. He then abruptly stops and crawls up to you, letting you taste yourself with a passionate kiss.

“I need to fuck you first, before you cum.” His eyes filled with lust.

He pulls out a condom from his drawer and rips the package with his teeth, he adjusts himself into the rubber latex. Then making his way in between your legs and rubs his cock against your slit.

“Fuck, you’re already so wet, baby.”

You both moan as he slips his tip into your entrance. He inserts himself halfway in, causing your whole body to feel weightless.You held onto the bedsheets as you felt the walls of you cunt being filled with his thick cock.

“God, you’re so big.” You moaned.

“And you’re so tight.” He replied.

He hovered over you and used his hips to thrust himself deeper. He leaned in, planting a kiss on your lips and then rested his head against the nape of your neck, breath against your skin while continuing to fill you up. You clenched the walls of your around his member, since he suddenly stopped before, your were already ready to cum. You breathing got heavy as he continued his pace.

“Jimin..don’t stop.” You moaned.

He accelerated his speed, in which you took notice as him getting reaching his orgasm too. He quickly sat up and grabbed your hips, grinding them against his body, while staring into your eyes.

“Fuck, you’re so fucking beautiful. Cum for me, baby.” He moans.

You could feel yourself tightening, you roll your eyes back, while squeezing the bed sheets. Your body tingling with an enormous amount of sensation as you came over him. Soon after, Jimin sped up, skin slapping against each other, he bit his lower lip and pushed his hair back.

“I’m cumming, Y/N. Fuck.” He moaned.

You held onto his hips and helped him ride out his orgasm by controlling the rhythm, thrusting yourself into his thick cock.

“Yes, baby! Like that!” He moaned.

Listening to him, you continued, he began squeezing your breasts tightly together, which you didn’t mind, until his lower body twitched with pleasure. His breathing unstable, he ran his hand through his sweaty hair, and smiled at you.

“Who’s going to teach you?” He smirked while raising one of his eyebrows.

“Definitely not Taehyung.” You smiled.

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New Man (Part 2)

Originally posted by myachaelclifford

Part 1

You couldn’t believe your eyes, but there leaning against your door frame with a smirk on his lips was Luke.

     The famous scowl on your face was something Luke had grown accustomed to. You either made the face when you were pissed at someone or when you were deeply upset. It was hard to tell this time, your eyes narrowing into slits as you stared at your ex-boyfriend in annoyance. You sighed loudly and rubbed at your temples. “Why are you here?” you questioned, cocking your head to the side and raising your eyebrows in question. The smirk on Luke’s face only grew as his eyes scanned over your body. He cleared his throat and tried hard not to stare at your cleavage which had become exposed during your makeout session.

“You didn’t pack Raine’s medicine,” Luke said. He didn’t even wait for you to invite him in, slipping pass you quickly and entering your home. Your mouth parted in surprise and you quickly turned on your heels to catch up to him.

“Luke I didn’t invite you in!” you scolded, “And I did pack her medicine it was the first thing I put in the bag.” You rushed after him, but came to a stop when you realized he had gone into the kitchen instead of the bathroom like you had expected. “Shit,” you muttered under your breath. You slowly walked into the kitchen and the instant you came inside you felt the awkward tension. Scott had taken the food out the oven, but took it upon himself to light the candles and dim the lights. You smiled at the sight, seeing Scott beginning to place the food on some plates. Your happy moment was ruined when you remembered Luke was in your home. 

“Baby this looks amazing,” Scott shouted over his shoulder. He hadn’t even realized Luke was in the room. The tall man leaning against your counter top and watching your boyfriend.

“I forgot you had a date tonight,” Luke said. His words came out sincere, but the look he was giving you said otherwise. He was lying. Luke never forgot anything you told him, especially something like this. Scott’s attention was brought to you and Luke when he heard the male voice. Scott’s gaze landed on Luke first taking in the other man that towered over him. 

“Oh hey um…” Scott’s voice trailed off. You were speechless for a second until Scott looked at you. Luke was staring at you too and you mentally groaned.

“Scott this is Luke, Raine’s dad. Luke this is my boyfriend, Scott,” you introduced. Realization struck over Scott’s face and Luke held out his hand and said a greeting to him. “He was just picking something up for Raine and then leaving,” you said through gritted teeth. Scott nodded at your words.

“Well it’s nice to meet you. It’s great that you two co-parent and get along well,” Scott commented. He was trying to be as cordial as possible already knowing Luke had one up on him from the fact that you two had a child together.  

“Yeah well you know a father’s got to be in his child’s life not matter the circumstances,” Luke laughed. He was the only one to laugh. The sound ending and a throat clear following afterwards. You rolled your eyes at his words and began to rock on the balls of your feet. Luke took notice of it. This action had always been something you did when you were nervous. Luke was about to say something else, but your spoke up. 

“Who’s watching Raine?” you questioned, realizing your little girl wasn’t with her father. Scott shifted in his spot, somehow feeling the weird tension in the room. He had just turned the oven off, so the fact that everyone was heated couldn’t have been from that. 

“My parent’s have her. Oh! They wanted to know when you were going to come and visit? Christmas is coming soon maybe you should come over for the party,” Luke suggested, “It’ll be just like old times except this time I won’t be pleasu-”

“So-uh her medicine should be in the bathroom cabinet,” you quickly told Luke, pointing your thumb over your shoulder in the direction of the bathroom. You knew where Luke was going with his last sentence, that famous scowl of yours showing back up on your face. 

“Right! I’ll go and get that,” Luke said, pushing off the counter. Luke made sure to squeeze pass you, eyes locked on yours as he did so. Once he was out the room you let out a sigh of relief. You began to chew on your bottom lip and Scott cleared his throat to get your attention.

“He seems nice,” he said, walking over to you and grabbing your hands. You genuinely laughed at his words, knowing Scott was being sarcastic. There was never anything nice when it came to Luke meeting a guy you were dating. Ever since the two of you broke up Luke had made it clear that he didn’t want you seeing someone else. He had claimed it was because Raine was too young and shouldn’t be seeing men coming and going. You had agreed at some point, but after meeting Scott things changed. What didn’t make sense was the fact that Luke would go around dating people, but you weren’t allowed to. He was the biggest hypocrite you ever met. 

“I’m sorry about him. I honestly didn’t know he would show up,” you told Scott, pulling him into a hug. His arms wrapped around your body, hand going down to squeeze at your ass. You giggled in delight and playfully hit him against his chest. “Hey!” you exclaimed, pointing a finger at him. 

“What? We were in the middle of something. Something that felt so good and so right, and then you pulled away,” he reminded you. You hummed in agreement and leaned in to kiss him. Before your lips could even touch, Luke showed up.

“Found it!” Luke yelled, holding the medicine up. You knew for a fact that you had packed what was in his hands and gave Luke this look to say he wasn’t slick. 

“Great I guess you’ll be going now,” you said, pulling away from Scott and yanking Luke towards the door. Scott followed behind the two of you, wanting to wish Luke a safe drive. You opened the door and Luke said his goodbyes, but he made sure to pull you into a deep intimate hug before doing so. The two of you hadn’t hugged since you broke up, so you know Luke had came here on purpose. Almost acting like a dog that had peed on an object to claim it as their own. Luke was trying to show superiority. After he had left the rest of your date was left in a semi-awkward silence.

     “No I’m telling you Scott didn’t even want to touch me after Luke left. The first time we didn’t have sex after a date and it’s because my ex ruined it,” you told your best friend. She laughed at your words and rolled her eyes. The two of you were spending the day out together. Catching up on what happened during the week and just relaxing. At the moment the two of you were out shopping. You walked from out the dressing room to show her your outfit. “I think this one is a bit too tight,” you said, tugging at the black and white dress. “Anyway I swear Luke deliberately ruined my date on purpose,” you last said.

“Shouldn’t have told him you were going on a date in the first place. You managed to keep Scott hidden for two months. Imagine what would have happened if Luke had known sooner,” Danielle said, giving her finger a twirl in a request to see the back of the dress. She was right if Luke had known early on you wouldn’t have gotten a third date with Scott at all. “Yeah that dress isn’t you. What’s the next one?” You headed back into the dressing room and began to change into another dress while Danielle continued to talk. “Do you think Luke still has feelings for you? Like he wants to pick things back up maybe?” she questioned. Your actions had paused at her words and you stared at yourself in the mirror. 

“I don’t think so I mean it was a mutual breakup. One he initiated might I add, and really the only time we do talk is if it involves Raine,” you replied. Your lips pursed as you thought about something that did happen between you two that didn’t involve Raine at all. You pulled on the second dress, “I mean except for that one time we slept with each other,” you said nonchalantly. 

“YOU WHAT!?!” Danielle exclaimed, making you jump in your spot when she flung the door to the dressing room open. “You didn’t tell me that! Spill!” she said, poking you in the arm. You shrugged trying to figure out where to start. “Was it recently?” she questioned, narrowing her eyes at you in a suspect way. You began to chew on your bottom lip and Danielle’s smile grew even more. “It was wasn’t it?” she asked.

“No it wasn’t recent, I have a boyfriend remember!” you said, pushing her shoulder in a playful manner. “It was um after Luke broke up with his girlfriend. They had been broken up for over a month,” you began to tell her, “This was around the time I first met Scott we’d gone on like three dates.” Danielle was soaking in everything you were saying. Almost like a baby’s fascination with bubbles. “Anyway Raine was with my mom for the weekend and Luke called me up to go grab a drink with him and ya know things kinda escalated from there.” Danielle’s mouth gaped in surprise. Usually you told her everything, but you had never mentioned this. “What do you think of this one?” you said, smoothing down the dress. 

“It looks great…was the sex good?” she asked, her interest no longer on the shopping, but on the fact that you and your baby daddy got it in.  

“The sex was amazing and when I say we spent the whole weekend inside,” you made a noise that sounded similar to a moan and your friend laughed. “After that we just-we never spoke of it. As if nothing had happened,” you said. You stared out into space and then cleared your throat. “It’s whatever. Luke and I have our differences and we’ve moved on from each other.” With that said you went back to what you had been doing. Danielle stared at the back of your head unconvinced. 

“Well now you have someone better who cares for you,” she said. You smiled at her words and nodded. Clearly you and Luke still had some type of feelings for each other, but she was going to let you both figure that out on your own. “So when are you letting Scott meet Raine?” Danielle asked, wanting to change the subject. You felt your heart skip a beat at her question. For about a week you had been talking about wanting the two to meet and soon the day was coming up. 

“In two weeks. I’m really nervous because if Raine doesn’t like him or they won’t get along I’d have to end things.”  You also hoped Luke wouldn’t ruin that date either, but there was no telling with him.

A Turn of Events;

Originally posted by letmebangteen

Summary: When you used to call him daddy and now someone else does too

Disclaimer: All the things that are mentioned in this are words of fiction aka it’s not real. I’ve literally just made this up and as always credits to @letmebangteen for the gif

Members: Seungcheol from Seventeen x female reader

Rating: Mature

Words: 1829

Note: My search history is going to look so weird, it’s gonna to seem like i’m pregnant omg and i know my mum would WHOOP my ass && i rewatched the 아주 NICE fancam & let me just say,, i died like 0.37 seconds and 1.35 holy shit

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Oneshot

Park Jinyoung x Reader

Word Count: 5k

Genre: sub!Jinyoung smut (basically)

Summary: I’ll fucking digest you, one kiss at a time

Author’s Note: As a commemoration to our Peachy turning 23 I thought we can all indulge in a little filth! This actually almost drove me insane because Jaebum kept distracting me but it is finally done! Hope you have fun reading<3

Warning: Okay, so there is all sorts of filth in there including dirty talk, a little thigh riding, toys, denial, the works of it. You’ve been warned. 

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Beautiful

Title: Beautiful

Castiel x Reader

Word Count: 2.3k

Warnings: Smutty smut smut. Oh, and a little bit of fluff.  

A/N: This is for Steph’s 300 Follower Challenge! Congrats to the magnificent @srj1990! My prompt was the song “Sick Like Me” by In This Moment. So, here it is! (GIF not mine)

Castiel’s eyes immediately locked on you and he busted through the motel room door, his tied already hanging loosely from his neck. The top buttons of his shirt were completely missing, hinting at his desperation. He needed to get it out, the hunt, the failure. He needed you.

He had always been subservient to the Winchesters, even if he hadn’t realized it, always coming at their every beck and call. When Dean prayed, he answered, always ready to serve. He had even put his own existence on the line for those two men, and he would for the rest of his life. They were his family.

But there was a secret side to the angel, a side that begged to lead. To command. It was borderline destructive. And the only human who truly benefited from that side was you.

Cas slammed the door behind you, not caring that the brothers were just a few doors down. His blue eyes darkened with lust as he gazed upon you, ready and waiting for him. He rushed towards your naked form, finally ripping his loosened tie from his neck and discarding it onto the floor. You sat on the edge of the bed, your gaze locked onto his.

His hand lowered, gripping the hair at the back of your head. “Stand,” he commanded as he lifted you to your feet. You groaned at the sweet burn from his grip.

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