inappropriate things to say

Oh, the things I can’t say to you because I’m your superior…
—  Ravenclaw, barely holding back from reaming a coworker.
DOCTOR DREAMY | PT.2 [M]

pt1 | pt2 | (ongoing)

pairing: jimin x reader

genre: smut, fluff, slight angst + expecting parents au

word count: 11,035

request: sperm donor ex-boyfriend jimin

description: Okay, maybe in hindsight asking your ex-boyfriend, who you never really got over, to be your sperm-donor wasn’t the brightest of ideas.

cr. 


six years prior.

“Do you wanna have kids one day?”

Jimin tilted his head as if to ponder the idea before tugging you across the bed until you were leaning against his chest, curious eyes catching your own.  

“Sure, I mean one day. One day, far, far away,” He said, pointing his finger off into the distance jokingly.

You laughed, hand skimming along the back of his neck. “Yeah, me too.”

“Any particular reason why you’re asking?” He said as he began playing with the strands of your hair.

“I dunno,” You shrugged. “We’ve been dating for a long time, just thought that it’s something we should know about each other.”

Jimin nodded, “No, you’re right. It’s kind of something you should figure out before things get too far in the relationship… Guess we waited a bit too long, but we’re on the same page, so that’s good,” He smiled, leaning down to place a short peck against your lips.

“So that means you think that information will be put to good use one day?” You asked, quirking your brow to insinuate.

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Things I love about each type!! based on multiple personal experiences

ENFJ love: You genuinely care about your family. You’re softies. You have a way of making everyone listen to you and believe you, no matter what. That inspires an inner leader in me, well done. You’re usually great at making friends and meeting new people.

ENFP love: You are energetic when around people you like, which is almost all the time. I see you have a longing to deeply connect with people. You are attracted to people that you want to be, or have qualities you wish you had. You are intelligent, so stop acting dumb. My time spent with you is never wasted, I always learn something, and feel loved. Thanks for the brilliant and accurate compliments btw.

ENTJ love: You are strong. I can say evil and inappropriate things in front of you that would be considered socially strange and you either add on to it or laugh, rather than calling the police or my therapist. You are passionate. You secretly want people to like you instead of just follow you.

ENTP love: We don’t have conversations, we have discussions. It’s beautiful. I’ve never heard you engage in small talk. Your emotions are intense. I love how all you do is argue and debate and invent. I need you in my life.

ESFJ love: You are the most loyal and caring people I’ve ever met. You just want to have fun, and make sure everyone else is having fun. You cry openly, but loathe doing it. Despite what you think, people like you, okay? You are likable. Also, learn to turn your back on people who turn their back on you.

ESFP love: Nothing will stop you. NOTHING. Nobody could survive the way you do. You have endless energy and love. You are deeper than the internet says. You people have inspiring messages, and you’re never done saying yes. Everyone knows your name.

ESTJ love: You’re bluntness inspires me. You are true to yourself. You won’t let things get you down. You are trustworthy. You don’t care about popular society norms. You are crazy and hilarious, your quotes are memorable. Fabulous story tellers. Fucking brave, ruthless, and metal as fuck.

ESTP love: The perfect amount of sadistic. Reliable and loyal. You are strangely seductive and charming. You know what you want. Decisive.

INFJ love: I want to be more like you. I’ve always been drawn to you people. You are incredibly organised. The definition of saying nothing and thinking about everything. You have a likeness for the strange and for the antique. Old souls.

INFP love: Attracted to the fucked up things in the world. Wallow in your own sadness swamp, and don’t want to get me involved. You guys always put others before you. Way too selfless.

INTJ love: The way you think. You make people worried, angry, and laugh without trying. In fact, you have no clue what you do that makes them feel that way. Keep going.

INTP love: You are mental. You have an amazing brain but you don’t train it hard enough. Smarter than people think. Generally funny.

ISFJ love: I love that when you are angry or drunk you guys are always the boss. Great leaders because you see what you’re capable of and cater to people specifically. Will do anything for the people you love, or people who are going through a shitty time.

ISFP love: You live in beautiful spaces. You keep to yourselves. I love that you guys love me. Somehow you see the best in people. You are all secretly emo.

ISTJ love: I actually trust you. If someone tells you something or if you see or hear something you aren’t supposed to, you keep it to yourself even if people hound you for it. A brilliant friend, you won’t lie to them. Interested in things that make you think. Strong moral compass.

ISTP love: Soft, yet hard. Extremely quiet, but when you speak and contribute you make everything better. Problem solvers. Disappears all the time, people don’t question it anymore. Really hard to hate.

 written by an INTJ female

Things I hate about each type!! based on multiple personal experiences 

please stop getting angry at your friends for doing neurodivergent things like talking too fast, getting angry, having no empathy, having too much empathy, crying, stimming, saying inappropriate things at inappropriate times, forgetting dates or numbers or names, not understanding why youre angry, not getting jokes. add on more things if you want 

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favourite the vampire diaries characters: caroline forbes
Why didn’t he go for me? How come the guys that I want never want me? I’m inappropriate, always say the wrong thing and Elena always says the right thing. She doesn’t even try, and he just picks her. And she’s always the one that everyone picks. For everything. And I try so hard and I’m never the one… 

Little Girl

Chris Evans x reader

Notes: dominant, jealous, possessive Chris; but also puppy-dog Chris, smut, fluff. (I just felt like doing this)

Summary: something short about Chris being jealous for no reason and letting you know who your daddy is. 

Originally posted by ncoleys

You knew something was off the moment Chris walked up the few steps into the trailer, and slammed the door shut before locking it behind him. You were used to him sneaking in a private moment with you in between filming, but he always just closed the door quietly and never locked it, or made a show out of it for that matter. Now, he came stalking up to you, making you drop the items of clothing you were about to put back on a rack after steaming them, and just stare.

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the difference between josh being annoying and banging pots and pans to get a rise out of people, and jody/paul the rest of these people who have said/done TERRIBLE problematic things is that josh is more than likely not like that in his real life, whereas the rest of them ARE pieces of shit in their real lives.

  • jensen complimented my shoes when I walked up to his autographs
  • jared told me I smelled good

  • every time he saw me after the m&g he would wink and go ‘Hey, you!’

  • if you tell jensen ackles that he’s beautiful (I did oops) he’ll smile real soft and his ears will turn pink and he’ll hold your hand and ;;;;;;;;;;;;;;

  • jared has the best fucking smile in the entire universe. like, I already knew this, but seeing it so many times on sunday did nothing but confirm such thoughts

  • jared curses like a sailor in a small setting and every other word is some version of ‘fuck’

  • j2 were saying hella inappropriate things to each other before my op. idk what was said but they were both whispering in each other’s ears and it was AWFUL

  • jared waved at me while I stood in line for his op ;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;

  • JENSEN IS A DAMN TEASE TO EVERY PERSON IN EXISTENCE

  • jared was def scent-marking jensen before ops, cannot tell me otherwise, nope

  • jared calls jj “birdy” and says she has him whipped already

  • jared looks at you when you talk and it’s really intense and you forget your own name and giggle a lot and it’s super embarrassing but it happens so

  • jensen’s waist is so fucking teeny and tiny and i’m upset about it still ohmygod

  • the spn tape ball apparently weighs over 15 pounds now
My list of things that need to be left in 2016

Asking idols to speak in English. Doesn’t matter Whether they can or they can’t.

Asking for your bias when they are not the ones broadcasting and/or are clearly not present.

Spamming comments asking for them to do/say something for you. They are not a performing monkey. Once or twice ok, but stop copying and pasting the same thing 400 times.

Asking people who have left idol groups why they left or to talk about the group/members.

Fan wars.

“Any army here? XD”

Bringing up other idols/groups on broadcasts/videos/posts not relevant to them.

Asking “who is this?/who are you?” When it’s been answered already mUlTipLe times and is in the tiTLe/DescriptiOn OF THE VIDEO/BROADCAST.

Referring to any idol sibling as “sibling of -insert name of more famous sibling-” instead of their own name.

Boy groups Vs Girl groups

Sexy Vs Cute

Saying inappropriate or sexual things DIRECTLY to idols.

Stanning strictly because of looks then Unstanning when they change up.

Private messaging idols, especially with nude photos.

Spreading leaked videos or photos.

“OMG THEY LOOK LIKE -insert Bangtan member-”

Trying to force people to believe your group is superior

KHipHop rappers VS Idol rappers

Annoying Sungoh of 24K cause you think he looks like V

Annoying Haewon of L.A.U because you saw his photo being used in a smutty Jin imagine.

“Daddy.”

Tagging THIS as BTS members. It’s B:ETA and J:ETA from ALPHABAT.

Trying to make them conform to your standards and way of thinking.

Perving on underage idols. Particularly if you are over 18.

Criticizing their bodies. Too fat, too skinny, no abs etc.

Attacking any girl within a 50 mile radius of oppa. Hate all you want to your friends and on your personal media but do not go to these girls (or guys cause I’ve seen that too) accounts and rage against them. You have no fucking right ok?

HanJoo and shoving ships into idols faces even after they’ve expressed their dislike for it. Again, keep it private.

Assuming Idol’s sexuality and/or asking them about it.

Seriously telling other fans to stay away from your bias as If you own them.

Koreaboos and random Korean that you learned from google.

“I only care about ‘x’ member.”

Putting down and/or disrespecting older or lesser known groups.

Calling members who leave groups traitors and treating them like they’ve done something wrong

Not letting idols be human

Not giving them the basic respect and courtesy every human deserves

“ X group copied X group.”

Whitewashing

Ent VS Ent

preview | doctor dreamy (pt.2)

part one | part two (expected by april 22nd)

warnings: mentions of sexual content below


“I’m so fucked,” Jimin groaned, burying his face into the palms of his hands. Thoughts of you, the agreement, and his confused feelings, simultaneously unraveling in the pit of his stomach.

“I still don’t get why you’re so stressed about it,” Jin said as he pushed a coffee across the table towards his friend, who at that very moment seemed to be having a complete breakdown. “It’s just sex. You’re having sex with someone that you’ve had sex with many times before. What’s the issue?”

“The issue is,” Jimin paused, taking a sip of the coffee, hoping that by some miracle it would help him singe the worries plaguing his mind, “That, first of all, it’s been four years since we’ve had said sex, and second of all it’s not sex sex. It’s going to be this weird agreement, deal, manufactured, whatever sex.”

Jin chuckled in amusement. “Do tell, what exactly qualifies as sex sex? I guess I should find out if I’ve been doing it right, according to Dr. Park standards,” He joked.

Jimin sighed, ignoring his friend’s banter. “It’s like, you know… Regular sex. Where it can be intense and emotional… This feels just so detached and distant.”

“As if you’ve never had a one night stand where there were no emotions involved beyond sex. What’s the difference here?” Jin replied simply with a shrug, however Jimin already had his reasons resting on the tip of his tongue.

“It’s completely different. With something like a hook-up you can still be raw and vocal about how it’s making you feel, even if it’s just shallow stuff like how good it’s making you feel. Because even though there’s no emotions, you’re both still doing it for the pleasure of sex at least. Wouldn’t it be… I don’t know, inappropriate to say things like how good she’s making me feel in the moment, or touching her in a romantic way, when we’re supposed to be having sex for the sole purpose of getting her pregnant, and not even for pleasure? Hell, can I even kiss her without it crossing the line for what we’re supposed to be doing?” Jimin breathed out heavily, running his fingers wildly through his hair as the situation at hand continued to torture his mind. 

It was a real concern, how exactly was he supposed to act? Could he kiss you? Could he say certain things? Could he do anything besides, to put it very bluntly, come inside of you? He knew that these things would be talked about once the time came, but honestly that made Jimin feel something strange buried deep within his chest. This girl, who he’d loved for so long now, who he’d experienced so many things with, was now a complete mystery to him. Not because you’d changed specifically, but because the context of what the two of you were to each other had changed, and honestly… He hated that. He despised the idea of not knowing how to act towards you, when it used to feel as natural as breathing to be with you, so yeah, he just really, really hated that.

Jimin was absent-mindedly tapping at the sides of his coffee cup when Jin finally decided to give a response – albeit a completely unhelpful response. “Yeah… You’re kinda fucked, man,” He ended up saying, bringing his hand up in an attempt to hide his shameless amusement. 

Jimin scoffed, “Thanks, real  fuckin’ helpful.”

“Okay, in all seriousness I think you just need to talk to her. Ask her what the limits are for this little arrangement the two of you have going on, and then work from there.”

“Yeah I know,” Jimin whispered somberly, “I just hate not knowing how I’m allowed to be with her anymore, when…”

“When you still love her,” Jin finished, and Jimin simply nodded in return. It was quiet for a minute or so after that, allowing Jimin’s thoughts to run haywire again, but luckily Jin spoke before it could get too far. “You’ll figure it out. She picked you for a reason, you know?”

“Yeah… Guess you’re right,” Jimin said hesitantly.

After that they continued to talk for a while, but removing themselves from the conversation of Jimin’s strange love life. It helped for him to have something to do besides wallow in what was going to happen in the coming days with you. Jimin could only hope that, with whatever transpired between the two of you, that you would be comfortable and happy with how everything turned out in the end, because really that was the most important part of all of this.

Jimin was still thinking heavy thoughts when Jin stood up from the chair across from him. “C’mon, we got lives to save,” He said, motioning for Jimin to follow.

“Yeah, yeah,” Jimin mumbled.

“You wanna spend the day in the maternity ward?” Jin asked, a smug grin playing on his lips.

Jimin punched his friend’s arm playfully. “Jerk,” He muttered before the two doctors headed down the hall, leaving their mildly heavy conversation behind – well, for now at least.

a-hobiholic-universe  asked:

Bts reaction to swimming w their s/o and their top comes off and bts saw everything so now they keep talking about how hot it was and saying inappropriate things about you

Thank you for your request!

Jin

He wouldn’t be happy about it, but he wouldn’t want to show how jealous he was and how upset and disappointed in them he was. He tried hiding it, but it was very obvious by the things he was saying, and the look on his face.

“Yeah, she sure is hot, isn’t she, hyung?” He placed a scowl on his face.

Originally posted by the8-carat

Yoongi

He wasn’t afraid to show how angry and jealous he was as he sat you down on his lap, kissing your neck softly while looking at them with a dark look in his eyes. You were his, and he wanted that to be known.

“You better shut up.” “She’s mine.”

Originally posted by jeonbase

Namjoon

He would probably frown very deeply, and him being the leader, he would he very disappointed in them for saying such things about you, with knowing you were his, and his only.

“Quit saying that about my girlfriend.”

Originally posted by rapnamu

Hoseok

He would try to laugh it off with them, but if it ever got too far, he would make sure to kiss you and hold you more than usual, most likely ending up more clingy. He was scared you were going to leave him for someone else.

“You love me and only me, right?” “Good, I love you, too.”

Originally posted by jjeonguk

Jimin

We all know Jimin is the scariest when he’s angry. So when they started talking about how ‘hot’ you looked, he was immediately upset. He sat back, letting them make their comments, before rushing towards you and abruptly kissing you in front of them. He was more possessive over you.

“They’re driving me nuts talking about you, baby..”

Originally posted by jaayhope

Taehyung

He would pout, not liking the fact that they were checking you out. He was sure to make sure your attention was on him, and only him. If he had to, he would take you somewhere else, just for the two of you. He was sure to make it known that he was upset.

“They keep talking about how hot you looked, Jagi..” “I really don’t like that.”

Originally posted by cutae-hyungie

Jungkook

You would see the very evident jealousy in his eyes as he did that little ‘jealous’ thing he always does with his tongue as he leans back. He would place you on his lap, like Yoongi, and make sure they were looking at you both. He took pride in the fact that you were his.

“Yeah, but she’s mine.”

Originally posted by theking-or-thekid

REQUESTS: CLOSED

Perfect Gentleman (Joshua scenario)

Joshua pretending to be innocent but being the devil himself when you two are alone. Requested by @kpopadmin

Sorry it took me so long! I’ll post the other requests soon.

Genre: Smut

Pairing: Joshua/ Reader

As it was tradition, you spent every Friday night watching movies with your favorite dorks. Being Joshua’s girlfriend, you saw the boys very often and they all considered you part of the family, always looking after you and babying you, specially Dino who saw in your and Joshua’s perfect relationship what he wanted for himself in a couple of years (fifteen years, Jeonghan would correct him).

You two were just so perfect for each other. You were smart, beautiful and a supportive girlfriend. Joshua, on the other hand was a perfect gentleman…or so everyone thought.

You couldn’t stop smiling at the way your boyfriend interlocked his fingers with yours. You looked at his beautiful features before turning your attention back to the movie when, completely out of context, they showed a very explicit scene.

Half of the group panicked while the other half couldn’t stop laughing and making jokes.

“JUST TURN IT OFF!” Seungkwan yelled over the loud moans coming from the screen.

“I’M TRYING!” claimed a very desperate S.coups.

“STOP LOOKING, DINO” said Jeonghan trying to cover the maknae’s eyes.

“Hyung , c’mon. I’m an adult” replied Dino but didn’t try to fight it, knowing it would be pointless.

“Pff…. We should show them how it’s done, don’t you think?” you said only loud enough for Joshua to hear but the room went suddenly quiet. All eyes were on you, the couple on the T.V. long forgotten.

“Wait a minute, surely that doesn’t mean…. That you two already… “mumbled DK only to be interrupted by Jeonghan’s fake gasp and Seungkwan’s real one.

“I knew it!” Jun said, turning to Minghao who murmured something in Chinese before handing him money.

Everyone started asking Joshua questions but he only sighed, looked and you and said:

“That was a very inappropriate comment, Y/N. Please refrain from saying things like that” then he turned to the others with a stern look. “I’m not answering private questions, guys. Please respect my girlfriend and our relationship.”

Most of them stopped immediately, apologizing in case they had offended you and the ones who continued making comments were soon told off by S.coups. You couldn’t stop blushing during the rest of the night, feeling Joshua’s intense stare on you.

Everyone seemed to forget about what happened after a week (or maybe they didn’t bring it up again because they didn’t want to get yelled at by the dad of the group). The boys were waiting to go onstage and you were talking to Mingyu, complimenting his outfit. That’s when Joshua came in and told the group that they needed to go get their makeup done.

“All of us?” asked Wonwoo.

“Yeah, apparently we don’t have much time” Answered Joshua.

“Did you get yours done already?” asked Vernon.

“Yes, so I’ll just stay here cuddling and telling my girlfriend how much I love h-“ Joshua started being interrupted by Minghao’s “EEEEEWWWWW” and Chan’s “That’s so cool, hyung” before they all left.

You laughed at their reactions but your smile vanished as the door closed and you were left alone with Joshua, his darkened eyes scanning your body. You already knew that look and this was certainly the worst place and moment to give you that look.

“Jisoo, we are-hhmmf” instead of wasting the little time you had, he attached his lips attached to yours, his hands wandering all over your body. “Jisoo, wait a second” you said looking at the door nervously.

“I can’t wait. I need you. Now” he said against the skin of your neck, his arms holding your waist forcefully.

“You’re going onstage soon” you reminded him but you were already giving up. His lips and tongue on your skin felt too good.

“We’ll have to be quick then” he said huskily next to your ear, sending shivers down your spine as you heard his jeans being unzipped. He took your hand and guided it to his clothed member. You blushed and looked at him with uncertainty. His hazed eyes, wet lips, heavy breathing and hard length were too much for you to resist… but you didn’t want the others to see you doing something that intimate. Even though you tended to crack up some dirty jokes, you were very shy…. Unlike Joshua, who most of the time just pretended to be a saint.

“Just… let me lock the door, ok?” you mumbled quietly.

“Oh, but why?” he asked stroking one of your breasts over your clothes while his other hand grabbed your ass.

“Jisoo…” was the only thing you could say, biting your lip and trying to look away when you felt a sharp pain on your butt. You couldn’t help the moan that escaped your mouth.

“Answer me, princess. Why should we lock the door?” he asked rubbing the cheek he had just spanked, his voice low and teasing.

“…Because the others could see…” you replied while he pulled your pants down just enough to display your clothed sex and thighs.

“See what?” he asked pressing his hard on covered by his boxers against your wetness. You moaned as he pressed harder, releasing a shaky sigh and dry humping you.

“ U-us…” you managed to say moaning at the way his cock moved against you, making your legs tremble.

“But they see us all the time, princess. They see us holding hands, talking, eating. What’s the problem?” he faked innocence, pulling his boxers down to release his cock, which hit his stomach and bobbed up and down a couple of times. He stroked it and pulled your panties down too, running his finger through your slit.  

You glared at him but you knew how much of a tease he was and that he wouldn’t just drop it.

“They’ll s-see us doing this” you said through gritted teeth.

“Doing. What.” he asked again rubbing the tip of his cock against your clit, leaving a trail of precum. You moaned louder feeling a wave of pleasure but couldn’t say anything coherent.

“Are they going to see you getting fucked, princess?” he asked holding your hips and grinding hard. You could only nod. He seemed to get that you were in no condition to speak and he didn’t have much time left so he went back to kissing you and moving his pelvis against yours moaning heavenly. You whined when his lips suddenly left yours and he turned you around. You managed to press your hands against something to avoid losing your balance…. Was it glass? When you opened your eyes you saw your own reflection. A mirror. You saw Joshua’s eyes looking at you through the mirror, the tip of his cock pushing against your entrance.

“W-we really should lock the d-do-aah” you tried one last time but he slid his cock deep in you, his grip on your hips pulling you closer.

“I thought you wanted to show them how it’s done” he teased you, trying to push his length impossibly deeper while you moaned even louder. “Don’t you want to put on a good show for them?” he asked before pulling almost all the way out and slamming into you again. You whimpered and closed your eyes when he started fucking you fast and hard as you both knew you didn’t have time to waste. “Open your eyes” he commanded and you did just that finding the hottest view ever: his mouth slightly open, his eyebrows furrowed and sweat on his forehead.

“Who is fucking you good, Y/N?” he asked.

“Y-you” you sobbed, feeling your orgasm building up.

“I can’t hear you, princess. Who. Is. Making you. Feel. This good?” he asked marking every word with a sharp thrust.

“YOU-Only you make m-me ooh… f-feel like thi-aaAAH!” you managed to say before he fucked you so hard and fast you would have fallen if he hadn’t been holding your hips, his eyes rolling back in pleasure, both of you moaning loudly, forgetting completely where you were.

“J-Jisoo! I’m almost-“ your words were followed by a silent scream as you felt your orgasm taking over your body, your boyfriend cumming inside of you while breathing heavily at the same time you heard someone else’s voice.

“I’m telling you I’m not wearing this shirt. It makes me look like a-aaaAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!” screamed Seungkwan from the door looking at you two before closing it quickly again.

“WHAT? WHAT HAPPENED?” asked S.coups from the other side of the door.

“NOTHING. THIS SHIRT IS FINE. THIS SHIRT IS PERFECT” Seungkwan yelled nervously.

You two looked at each other and Joshua quickly pulled out but your legs couldn’t handle it and you almost fell, Joshua held you quickly with one arm, the other arm pressed against the mirror.

“Just let me get my- No. Nope. I’m out“ Woozi said opening the door and leaving immediately but before he could close it Hoshi rushed in and screamed even louder than Seungkwan, followed by Jun, who turned back to Minghao, who mumbled something in Chinese and gave him money again. Soon everyone was in the room while you tried to put your clothes back on, blushing like crazy.

“A mirror? That’s kinky as fuck!” Vernon said laughing to which Jeonghan gasped, hitting his arm and telling him that a baby shouldn’t be speaking like that.

“Watching anime really made you a pervert” complained Seungkwan fanning himself with his own hand and glaring at Joshua.

“I watch anime sometimes and I’m just fine!” yelled Vernon.

“Yeah, right. Define fine” said Dino.

“DINO WHEN DID YOU GET IN?! YOU CAN’T BE HERE!” yelled Jeonghan pushing him to the corridor and then glaring at S.coups while saying “YOU ARE A TERRIBLE FATHER.”

“HOW IS THIS MY FAULT?!”

Touch Me, Touch You | 03 (M)

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5


BTS; Yoongi/Suga (Ft. Hoseok/J-Hope)

Genre: Smut | a touch of angst

Word count: 3.6k

Description: Yoongi gets a surprise when he thought he had the apartment all to himself.

Anonymous requested: Voyeurism with Yoongi was supposed to be a drabble but turned into this mess…

Warnings: Masturbation, dirty talk, sexting/phone sex

A/N: What am I doing actually… Look, I had to make this into an angsty story.. I can’t just not make it angsty. This is still like pwp basically, but we are getting to plot I swear…

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From Eva and Noora’s POV we got Vilde being ignorant about Islam, saying inappropriate things to Sana and just everyone showing their annoyance towards what she was saying. From Sana’s POV when Vilde said something ignorant about Islam everyone stayed silent, when she’s speaking to Noora, it seems like she’s quite ignorant as well and doesn’t seem to think before she says some things even though we know she doesn’t mean them in a bad way (not that Vilde does but with her it’s just a lot of ignorance paired with fear). It’s almost as if Noora was perfectly understanding and not ignorant at all through her own POV but now that it’s Sana’s we get more of a broader understanding of things.

Don't Mess with What is Mine(Jerome Valeska x Chubby Shy Reader)

Originally posted by bonniebird

Prompt: The reader and Jerome go to the club so Jerome can do business with some guys, while you walk around alone a guy is flirty with you and says inappropriate things to you, which doesn’t make Jerome react nicely.

Warning: Murder, mention of sex, I think some cursing.

Note: I love this little ginger asshole and would feel like a very protective boyfriend especially if his girlfriend was shy.


It really was a surprise to many of your friends and family when they found out you were dating Jerome Valeska. It was also a very big surprise to the public when the headline came out “PSYCHO CRIMINAL JEROME VALESKA MANAGES TO STEAL THE HEART OF SHY MRS. Y/L/N” You didn’t really mind being called the psycho’s girlfriend since you knew deep down Jerome was good. Also to many they said that you managed to make the maniac go soft but that theory was discarded very fast after Jerome went on a killing spree. But he was very sweet to you. God he loved you so much. He knew how shy you could be sometimes so he would always act so sweet around you. He really didn’t want to scare you off so he tried to be the best boyfriend there ever was.

Then on one Saturday afternoon, Jerome asked you if you would like to join him in going to the club with him since he had to do some business with some guys. He knew the club wasn’t really your scene but he wanted to ask you just incase. What really surprised him was when you agreed to join him in going.

So now it was later that night and you arrived at the club. Jerome accompanied you inside. One minute you walked in there was a lot of noise and people, which really wasn’t your favorite, but you still put on a smile on your face. That was something Jerome loved about you how you could make any situation, negative or not, positive. So when you were inside the club Jerome lead you to the guys he needed to talk to.

“Well hello Jerome. Who’s this lovely lady with you today. She is way to beautiful for you.” One guy spoke. His comment made you blush a little which Jerome noticed, and didn’t appreciate.

“This is y/n. My girlfriend, note MY girlfriend.” Jerome spat back.

“Don’t worry I won’t be stealing your girl. Now let’s get to business.”

Before Jerome started talking with the guys whispered in your ear “Hey doll there a booth in the back of the club, why don’t you go and save it for us ok? Then when I’m done here I can go buy a couple drinks. Would you like that.” You nodded and headed over to the booth Jerome was talking about. You took a seat at one side of the booth and shortly after a guy sat beside you.

“Hey sweetcheeks what’s your name.”

“My name is y/n and if you don’t mind I was saving that seat for my boyfriend.”

“Well I don’t see his name on it. Anyway how about you forget about your little boyfriend and let a real man show you a good time. I know exactly how to make a woman moan.” He moved closer into your face and moved his hand up your thigh.

“No-o thank you-u. Ummm I have to use the restroom if you excuse me.”

“Ok sweetheart don’t be too long.” he said winking at you. You quickly went to go find Jerome. The guy was lucky Jerome wasn’t there when he was flirting with you he would have been dead in five seconds flat. You spotted Jerome over at the bar ordering both of you drinks. You walked up next to him so quietly he didn’t even noticed. So you pulled on his sleeve to gain his attention.

“Oh hey sweetcheeks is everything ok?” Jerome asked. You shook your head and moved to whisper in his ear “After I sat in the booth, this guy just sat next to me. He started to flirt with me and made me feel really uncomfortable. Can we just leave?” You could see Jerome expression turned into a little jealous but mostly anger how dare someone make his sweet little y/n uncomfortable, that guy was going to pay.

“Yes of course doll we can leave but I have to use the restroom. Wait here a minute will you?” You nodded. Instead of heading to the bathroom Jerome headed over to the guy. When Jerome reached the booth he sat across from the guy. The guy was about to speak until Jerome interrupted. “So you’re the guy flirting with my girl. Let me just say it pal I don’t really appreciate it, you know. Hearing some lousy drunk idiot making an attempt to steal my girl isn’t the way I wanted to spend the night.”

“Oh so your the minx’s little boyfriend. Don’t worry she wasn’t interested. Well I might have persuaded her to come home with me, show her what sex is with a real man not some freak show like you, but sadly you showed up.” This guy knew exactly how to bush Jerome’s buttons. “Obviously you have had sex with her,” the guy leaned into the table. “tell me some tips, what makes her scream, what’s her favorite position?”

“Alright you asshole, stop talking about my girlfriend like that, she’s mine and if you make one more comment, your dead.” Jerome pulled out a knife hiding it under the table so the guy couldn’t see it.

“Oh sure what are you going to do.” That was the last straw. Jerome walked out of his seat and came right in the guy’s face, the knife facing his neck.

“This should teach you not to mess with things that are mine.” That being said Jerome stabbed the neck right into the guy’s neck. Before anyone noticed the scene Jerome walked over to you. “Alright I’m ready to go.” he said and he intertwined his fingers with yours.

“Thanks.” you whispered into his ear, while pecking his cheek softly, making him blush a bit. As you moved your head away from his face, you flicked your eyes over to the booth in the corner so he knew what you were talking about.

“Anytime, doll. Now let’s go home.” After he said that you both headed home, hands intertwined.

Originally posted by thelllina

drunk - fionn whitehead

requested(?): yes!

“I love ur writing sm like ur my fav person that writes for fionn. and if you can, can you pls do a imagine where the reader gets drunk at an event and she ends up getting ready bad so fionn takes her in his car to calm her down/sober her up but they’re not dating just friends but she keeps flirting with him like saying inappropriate things and starts unbuttoning his shirt but he stops her and says things like “no love not now.” and fuc k just let’s of fluff and caring!fionn please 😭😭”

word count: 1351 - kinda got carried away oops

warnings: sexual references/themes, swearing, almost smut ?

drunk words are often tell the truth.


Fionn was sitting in his london flat watching a movie to cope with jetlag when his phone went off. He wasn’t sure who could be calling since it was almost 3:00am so he was quite surprised to read the caller ID out as your name. 

“Hello?” “Fionny!” your loud voice made him jump in his bed a bit, and he held his phone a little farther away from his ear before speaking, “Is everything alright, Y/N? Why are ye calling me at this hour?” “Ya know Fionn, I miss you, I really do and I wish you were here with me because I want another drink and no one will get me one but you always do!” Your rambling led Fionn to the realization that you were drunk in a bar somewhere, and it was quite obvious you wouldn’t be able to make it home.

“Y/N where are you?” Fionn asked, sitting up in his bed and pausing the tv. He kept his phone balanced on his shoulder as he listened to you ramble on about the poor service at the bar, as he hurriedly put on some sweats and a jumper. He repeated his question as he grabbed his keys and wallet before repeating the question. “I don’t know Fionn, some guy is asking me to go with him and he has a beard, you know I’ve always wanted to touch one..” Fionn’s heart sank as he immediately rushed out the door with his shoes half on and made his way to his car. “Jesus, Y/N love, please tell me where you are.” “Umm I think the bar near mine?” “I need you to stay where you are please, and if the guy doesn’t leave you alone go to the loo or something, just please don’t leave with him. I’m coming to get you okay? Stay there Y/N,” And with that, Fionn drove off to where you were as fast as he could.

Fionn pulled up in front of the bar to see you in front of it, repeatedly slapping your phone against your hand, as if to be looking for batteries, and sure enough he saw a bearded guy next to you, saying something but you clearly weren’t listening. As Fionn made his way over to you both he could make out parts of what the man was saying, “C’mon lass it’ll be fun, just come with me.” And before he could grab your arm, you locked eyes with Fionn.

“Fionny baby! You’re here!” You squealed and stumbled over to him, wrapping your arms lazily around his neck. You turned back to the bearded man, “Sorry, I have to go with my handsome Fionny but I like your beard!” You giggled as you turned back to Fionn who was feeling very relieved he got to you in time, and was finding your behavior very amusing. “C’mon, let’s get you home.”

After a lot of struggling Fionn finally managed to get you into the car safely, but the struggling didn’t end there. You had fallen asleep immediately after you got into the back seat, however when you arrived at his apartment parking lot, you were wide awake. Fionn opened the door and tried to get you out but instead he was pulled in by the collar of his jumper, and fell on top of you. The boy was immediately very flustered, and tried to move but your wrapped your legs around him. “There was a lot of room for me to sleep comfortably, I think theres enough space to do something else right Fionn?”

Fionn gulped as your batted your eyelashes, and he so desperately wanted to kiss you right then and there but he didn’t want to take advantage of you just because of the crush he’s had on you since the day you met. He awkwardly chuckled before pushing himself off of you, and you sat up with him. He tried to move away from the door, but you trapped him there by wrapping your legs around his waist, “C’mon Fionny, you may not have a beard but you have something else I wouldn’t mind touching” you winked at the end with a giggle, enjoying the teasing. Fionn froze at your statement and before he knew it, your fingers were underneath his jumper and shirt, trailing your fingers up his bare skin. “Fucking hell Y/N” he exhaled, breathing heavily.

Fionn quickly snapped out of his daze and pried himself away from you and quickly helped you out the car before locking it, and walking ahead of you into the apartment, with you closely following behind. At this point you weren’t drunk, but you weren’t sober. However you knew what you were doing. Fionn may have been your best friend, but you had feelings for him, both sexually and romantically, and the liquid courage from earlier was helping you act upon these feelings. You couldn’t lie, it turned you on immensely seeing his adam’s apple bob up and down as he licked his lips while listening to your words and responding to your more than straightforward actions. You knew that he was interested too, however Fionn was too sweet to do anything.

Once inside, Fionn made his way to the kitchen to get you some water. He looked behind him and shyly said, “Sit anywhere you like” and you cheekily responded, “how about you sit me on these counters and do whatever you like?” At this point, Fionn had lost all control, he was sweating as he was picturing the words you had just uttered. He had to rest his arms on the fridge handle to gain his composure before turning back to you and handing you the water. You drank down some of it before looking at Fionn, “Finish the whole cup Y/N, you’ll get dehydrated if you don’t.” 

Fionn spoke without eye contact, still shaken up from all of your teasing remarks throughout the night. He knew you were drunk, but surely by now you were sober enough to know and mean what you were saying? Nonetheless, Fionn wasn’t going to make a move, it was too risky. As if you read his mind, you took a few steps toward him, “I don’t want water Fionn, I want you.” Fionn looked down at you, eyes dark and hooded with lust, and he leaned with his hands behind his bum on the counter behind him, restraining himself from you. It was quite a difficult task, considering you still had your bar outfit on, and your hair was tousled from the car ride. 

You moved your hands underneath his shirt again, dragging your finger down from the top of his abs to the waistband of his boxers, smiling to yourself when you noticed Fionn taking deep breaths with his eyes closed. You tugged on the jumper, and almost had it over is head before Fionn realized what was going on and grabbed your hands. “No, no, not now love.” “Why not? Do you not want me Fionn?” He let out an exasperated sigh, “Of course I do, Y/N, I just don’t want you to regret this love.” “Nothing would make me regret this, I want you Fionn.” 

He looked into your eyes, and he knew it was you talking, not the alcohol. “You want me?” he whispered. You nodded, “100 percent” and with that Fionn crashed his lips onto yours. You immediately reacted, tilting your head in order to deepen the kiss. Fionn let go of your hands and instead reached for your hips, giving them a light squeeze. You slightly grinded into Fionn’s body that was pressed up against the counter, feeling him tense. You pulled away and kissed from behinds his ear, down to his collarbone and he let out a low groan at your actions. He kissed you once again roughly before grabbing underneath your thighs and lifting you, and making his way to the bedroom.

It was safe to say you were thankful for your drunk confidence when you woke up next to Fionn’s bare body and soft snores the morning after.