is it bad that this kinda turns me on

Stuff My Dad Said During Hamilton (Act 2)
  • What'd I Miss: This guy sounds like a pompous asshole.
  • Cabinet Battle #1: That's that line you like. The shoe fitting one. You've said that too much...
  • Take A Break: Where's the third sister? Did she die? Is she okay?
  • Say No To This: ...damn...just...damn...
  • The Room Where It Happens: I want to feel bad for Burr but he's reminding me of those 'try too hard' kids. Like you.
  • Schuyler Defeated: I knew he was gonna turn into a huge dick.
  • Cabinet Battle #2: He sounds like you did in kindergarten. "He was my friend first!" I think you said that word for word.
  • Washington On Your Side: LANGUAGE!
  • One Last Time: If only he had known what was going to happen to our country...
  • I Know Him: And here comes the other George.
  • The Adams Administration: Spiteful little dude...
  • We Know: Snitches get stitches.
  • Hurricane: This guy's life kinda sucks...
  • The Reynolds Pamphlet: No one ruining your life? Don't worry! Ruin your own...apparently.
  • Burn: If only she had actually burned him. Like. Revenge bitch.
  • Blow Us All Away: Oh yeah mini Hamiltons.
  • Stay Alive (Reprise): Does...Does everyone die? (Me: Eventually) Okay there's no need for smart ass comments.
  • It's Quiet Uptown: I'm now in like...a state of hurt and anger and...how?
  • Election Of 1800: That first note actually scared me...
  • Your Obedient Servant: Hamilton's disrespect? Doesn't Burr call his mom a whore every five songs?
  • Best Of Wives And Best Of Women: I've never been more emotionally hurt by a musical...
  • The World Was Wide Enough: Ah yes. I shall call this Act, "Stab You In The Heart Repeatedly".
  • Who Lives, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Story: ...who the fuck is telling Peggy's story?
Joker Imagine - You Lose Your Virginity

WARNING: SMUT!!!! This is not for kids (But are any of my imagines tho?)

Originally posted by fuckyeahumbrellaboy

Originally posted by relationshipaims

Your P.O.V.

Being Joker’s girlfriend wasn’t easy, but I loved it. I loved spending time with him, stand by his side and feel special. He made me feel like I was one in a billion. Even tho he could be scary and really crazy, I loved him. Most people feared Joker for his behaviour which was good, but I knew him better. We’ve been together for just a few weeks, but it was enough. He was crazy and I was crazy, a perfect mixture for Gotham city. A crazy couple that likes to play with Batsy. We had a lot of fun, but then came the more personal part.

I was still a virgin.

The fact had made me nervous and to be honest I was scared. Joker wasn’t a gentle man, he was more dominating. I knew he had a rough grip so I was stressed about when the time would come. I was mentally ready, but I was just scared as heck. My old friends had told me that they were in pain, that it stung and some of them even bled. Knowing Joker he wouldn’t be any gentler than an ordinary guy, perhaps he was worse.

 Damn he didn’t even know. I had always came up with an excuse like ‘I’m on my periods’ ‘the wounds I got from the heist hurt’ or ‘I’m tired, sorry’ when he tried to take kissing a step further. Now he probably suspected something, which was ok. I knew I should tell him.

It was Valentine’s day, 10 p.m. and he would come home anytime soon. I had been up all day as he was on a heist with Frost. I had stayed on purpose, trying to prepare myself. Joker was surprised when I a blood thirsty little monster didn’t come with him to kill a few people who didn’t pay him back. While he was gone from the luxurious penthouse, I was thinking. I knew that I’d give him my virginity tonight. So I had taken a warm bath, I read loads of blogs where people talked about losing it. It was the same pain and blood kind of shit. But then I saw more positive posts. Some said that foreplay and lube could make it better. Also not everyone would bleed. So I felt a little better.

I sighed and grabbed my laptop. Then I sat down on our bed, on the dark purple sheets and I sat comfortably. Then I opened a tab and decided to do something I didn’t do that often, but I felt like I had to. If Joker would catch me, I’d be so embarrassed. I watched some more mature videos, yes porn. To be honest it was kinda hot and impressive how these people did all that. Maybe one day J could take me like that? Damn it was a thrilling thought. I got so lost in my thoughts by watching the video that I forgot to follow the time. The volume was quite high and a girl was moaning really heavily. I bet her moans were echoing through the house. I just watched keenly, slowly getting wet.

Then I heard footsteps coming closer loudly. My eyes widened and my breath hitched in my throat. Before I could sit up, Joker walked in with a gun in his hand. There was an angry look on his face. My heart jumped to my throat and I froze on the bed. ‘’Oh’’ He muttered and lowered the gun. Instead of being angry, he smirked. ‘’Is my kitten horny?’’ He purred at me. He still had his silver jacket on. He probably thought that something was happening here so he just hurried to me. A blush spread on my face and I shut the tab and then put the computer away. Way to go.

‘’We need to talk’’ I cleared my throat and looked away from my boyfriend. It was really embarrassing to be caught watching porn. ‘’Hmm I’d love to talk’’ Joker told me deeply and crawled in bed next to me. I noticed that I got tense. He grabbed my jaw and made me look at him. His usually ice blue eyes were dark and his pupils were bigger than normal. ‘’I should..um..there’s..can you..no do you want to..ugh..’’ I wanted to tell him about my virginity, but I was so nervous that I didn’t make sense. I stopped stuttering when he put his fingers on my lips. ‘’Do you want me to fuck you?’’ He asked me shamelessly. My eyes widened a bit and I felt like I was a heat lamp by now. Why was this so bad?

‘’Kinda.. yes’’ I whispered and watched how his smirk turned into a grin. ‘’But there’s something..you should know’’ I hurried to say before he got started. Joker nodded and waited for me to tell him. I took a deep breath and reminded myself that it was ok. He should know. ‘’I’ve..I’ve never done this before’’ I spat it out shyly and expected him to laugh, but nope, he didn’t laugh. ‘’I figured’’ He replied calmly. I looked at him with surprise. Before I could ask him how, he kept going. ‘’You always had an excuse kitten. You could have just told me’’ He let me know and climbed above me. I looked into his eyes quietly. Joker sat on my hips, but he put most of his weight on his legs. 

‘’Sorry’’ I apologized for not telling him earlier. ‘’Hmm..it’s ok. But why didn’t you tell me kitten? Why’’ He pried while taking off his silver jacket, revealing his red shirt that wasn’t buttoned. I saw his toned chest and to be honest I liked that sight. ‘’I was scared’’ I admitted, knowing that being honest with him was the best choice. Joker took off his shirt as well before he leaned closer to my face. ‘’Why were you scared?’’ He purred quietly and cupped my face. I put my hands on his and took a deep breath, noticing how his scent of gunpowder and cologne calmed me down.

‘’I was scared because I know it hurts..and it’s kinda embarrassing’’ I admitted, finding it hard to speak when he started kissing my neck. J licked my skin and then started kissing me until he found my sweet spot. I whimpered,but muffled it by biting my lips together. ‘’It’s not embarrassing’’ He told me seriously before looking back into my eyes.This side of him wasn’t really familiar for me. He wasn’t angry nor overly happy and cheerful. He seemed like he genuinely cared about my safety. But there was also that smirk there since he caught he watching that video. 

‘’You know I won’t hurt you right?’’ He whispered into my ear. I licked my lips and closed my eyes for a while. ‘’..unless you want me to’’ He added darkly, but I knew what he meant with that. ‘’I trust you J’’ I let him know. All this got me hornier and I just wanted to get started. I felt impatient, but also shy and vulnerable. ‘’Look at me’’ He demanded and so I opened my eyes. His face was right above mine. ‘’I’ll take care of you. Why would I ever want to hurt my queen?’’ He looked at me seriously, but he didn’t seem angry. I cracked a smile and it was enough for an answer.

Then J pressed his red lips against mine. I relaxed into the kiss and shut my eyes again, kissing him harder. Joker opened his mouth a little so he could push his tongue out. I gave him access to my mouth and then he started exploring me like never before. His hand travelled down on my body so he was cupping my right boob. I tensed as he touched me and of course he noticed. J pulled back and looked deep in my eyes. ‘’Relax kitten’’ He demanded calmly. I nodded and took a deep breath. 

Then he grabbed the hems of my black shirt that I was wearing and he dragged it up until I was shirtless. I watched as he threw the shirt away somewhere on the wooden floor. The cool air made contact on my skin and I felt goosebumps rising. Then J got up, standing next to the bed. He unbuckled his belt and got out of his black jeans. I was wearing golden pajama shorts and black underwear. When I saw J in his boxers, I realized that this was real. He had a boner and man it looked huge. How could all that fit inside me?

‘’What did you think of when you watched it baby?’’ He broke the silence and got on the bed again. I sat up next to him and sighed. Was it so obvious that I had been thinking of him? Of us doing those things? ‘’You’’ I replied shortly. J put his hands on my shorts and dragged them off, making me raise my legs so he could take them all the way off. Now we were both in our underwear only. I couldn’t help but to be nervous, but I was getting really wet. ‘’Mmh baby..’’ He growled with a smile and suddenly dragged me on his lap. I put my hands on his muscled shoulders and bit my bottom lip.His grip was strong, but sure. I liked it.

‘’I’ve thought about you very very much baby..About you and me, together’’ He purred and then his hands played with my bra. He unclasped them and I felt them hanging by the straps. He had never seen me buttnaked before, but I didn’t mind that he would now. Then he slid them off of me and threw them away as well. My nipples were hard and I knew he noticed. I mean, my boobs were nearly in his face. ‘’You’ve got really nice tits’’ he smirked and cupped both of them. Then he gave them a squeeze, making me flinch because the sensitivity came so suddenly. ‘’I know you like them because you’re always staring’’ I chuckled and tried to feel comfortable. I wasn’t uncomfortable either, just nervous.

‘’Have you touched yourself?’’ J asked me seriously and then licked my left nipple. I bit my bottom lip and nearly moaned when he blew cold air on the spot before nibbling me with his teeth. He used his hand on the other one so I wouldn’t feel lonely. ‘’Tell me’’ He reminded me and kept going. As I opened my  mouth to speak, he bit me a little harder, making me moan. ‘’That’s my girl, don’t hold it back’’ He let me know more happily. ‘’Now tell me, have you ever touched yourself while thinking of us?’’ He wanted to know very eagerly. It made me think of the few times I had done that. It had all been very recently. He was making me a horny mess.

‘’Yes J mmh’’ I whimpered, getting wet for him. Then I looked at my horny boyfriend who got a dangerous dark twist in those pretty eyes. ‘’Dirty dirty girl’’ He rumbled deeply. Then he used his mouth on my other boob. I leaned closer to him so his face was hugging them. I wanted to get some friction, but I was patient enough. I knew that foreplay was important so it wouldn’t hurt so much. His warm hands squeezed my boobs a little harder, making me jump a little every time, but I liked the feeling. Suddenly he pinched both my nipples, making me gasp. ‘’I need to punish you for being a naughty girl, but not tonight’’ He warned me and then moved his hands on my back, sliding them down until he clutched my bum. He did it to press our clothed crotches closer. Then he leaned back against the bedpost and attached his lips on my neck.

‘’Damn..I can feel how wet you are’’ J admitted and grinded his hard on against me. My eyes nearly rolled to the back of my head from the unfamiliar touch, but the feeling it made. My clit was pulsing by now because I was so eager for his touch. ‘’Oh baby girl..how long have you been waiting for me?’’ He licked his lips and kept planting kisses on my neck and chest. ‘’A few hours’’ I answered shortly, focusing on the small amount of friction that felt good already.

‘’Maybe..just maybe I won’t tease you too much now’’ He thought out loud. Then he rolled us over so he was on top. I looked into his eyes and now it was my turn to smirk. ‘’It must be tight in those boxers J’’ I whispered and touched his back with my nail, gently tho. ‘’Trust me, it is’’ He growled and then pressed his crotch against mine again, way harder than earlier because he was on top now. As I was about to moan, he pressed those sweet lips of his against mine, making me moan into his mouth. He grabbed my hair with his left hand to keep me steady. The feeling of him dry humping me was so good after waiting so long.

Then he let go of my lips, looking into my eyes silently for a while. He was probably finding it hard to keep control over his actions. ‘’Daddy’s hungry’’ He let me know. At first I didn’t get it, but I was quick to catch on. J went down on me and soon he bit my last piece of clothing, my undies. I watched as he slid them off very slowly, keeping eye contact while teasing the hell out of me. ‘’J’’ I whined impatiently, but couldn’t help but to admit that it was hot. His hands touched my thighs and then moved closer again. He moved his eyes away from my eyes to look at my heat. I felt a little shy and embarrassed again. No one had ever been this close to me.

‘’Oh you’re glistening..something needs to be done here’’ He purred excitedly and placed a kiss on my inner thigh. I squeezed the bedsheets and waited for him to do something. I didn’t even realize that I was holding my breath until he told me. ‘’Relax kitten, I’ll make you feel good’’ He promised me. I let out a long breath and then encouraged him with a smile. ‘’Please daddy’’ I begged him. Something twisted in his eyes and his grip got tighter, but I didn’t feel any pain. Then he licked my pussy slowly, from my clit to my opening. I gasped and then held my breath for a few seconds. J didn’t stop now. He kitten licked my wetness and then attached his mouth of my throbbing clit. I moaned loudly in pleasure. It didn’t hurt, yet.

J nibbled my clit with his teeth and made me arch my back. He put his right arm on my hips to keep me on place. ‘’Damn baby you taste so good’’ He complimented me and kept licking my clit. ‘’harder J’’ I whimpered, wanting more. I wanted him to take me harder. It was probably because I was so horny. ‘’Baby girl..I feel like after a few times you’ll be one feisty beast in bed’’ He chuckled and then pushed his index finger inside of me. He had long and kinda thick fingers. I had never felt that before from anyone else than myself and I had smaller fingers.

I chewed my bottom lip and whimpered as he started fingering me. It hurt a little, but it felt so good as well. Then I moved my hand to touch his arm he used to keep my hips down. J looked at my face to see if I was in any kind of discomfort.  He wasn’t smiling and he had a dark look on his smug face, but I could tell he was both happy but worried. He truly cared about me. ‘’Does my kitten enjoy this?’’ He purred and curled his long finger against me soft walls, hitting a spot that made me moan loudly. He noticed and kept pressing his finger against that magic spot. 

‘’Y-Yes’’ I answered him and tried to buck my hips, but it was useless. Suddenly he grabbed my hand and intertwined our fingers while using his other hand to pleasure me. Once he pulled out his finger, he pushed back two. This time he had more difficulties getting both in smoothly. I gulped and realized that it hurt a little. J saw it on my face and he stopped. ‘’Relax’’ He reminded me and used his thumb to rub my clit. ‘’Keep going’’ I told him a little unsurely. He listened to me and fingered me with two fingers, but he couldn’t get both fully in. My head leaned against the pillows and I squeezed his hand, but I still moaned out in both pleasure and pain. Soon he managed to get both fingers in and he pressed the magic spot again. 

‘’Fuck yes’’ I breathed out sharply. ‘’It wasn’t that hard to find’’ He told me proudly. I guess the magic spot was my G-spot. He was still slow with his fingers, but I wanted more now that I got more used to it. I wanted to feel him in me, to be connected with him. ‘’J’’ I whispered nervously and looked into his dark eyes. ‘’Yes baby?’’ He answered quickly and stopped moving his fingers. I felt how my juices stained the sheets. I couldn’t help but to think of the chance of bleeding.

‘’I want you’’ I told him honestly. J pulled out his fingers and climbed closer to my face. ‘’Do you want me now?’’ He questioned me with his sexy raspy voice and touched my bottom lips with the fingers he just used to finger fuck me with. I nodded and opened my mouth so I could taste myself. J pushed his fingers in my mouth and I sucked them clean. ‘’I’ll get a condom’’ He let me know. J pressed a kiss on my stomach, making me smile, before he got up. He walked to the dark brown drawer and opened it, grabbing a condom. Reality hit me again. This was it. I just hoped that he managed to remain as calm as possible. J wasn’t normal, but I couldn’t be happier to share this moment with him. No one else could replace him, never ever in a gazillion years.

J took off his boxers and then I saw his cock. My eyes widened. Now it looked even bigger. Pre-cum was dripping from his tip. He was stone hard. It would be a miracle if this wouldn’t hurt. I mean I barely managed two of his fingers and now that? He was at least nine inches long, at least! ‘’Do you want to put it on?’’ J asked me, knocking me out of my thoughts. He had holding the condom near me. I grabbed it from his hand and then ripped the small package open, revealing a slimy piece of rubber that would keep us away from infections and kids.

Then I looked at his cock. Was I supposed to touch him? What if I’d screw up? J noticed that I was staring, so he decided to speak. ‘’You’re adorable’’ He chuckled and then grabbed my wrist, bringing my hand close to his erection. My hands were trembling because I was so nervous, but damn I wanted this. ‘’Um..How do I know when it’s right?’’ I mumbled, feeling like my brain was running in circles. ‘’I’ll know, just roll it on’’ He encouraged me. His voice was raspier than normally. I grabbed his shaft and tried to keep a gentle touch. I had no idea if it hurt or what it felt like for him. Then I put the condom on his tip and tried to remember what I had learned earlier. I pinched the tip while rolling it on. Then I let go and looked at J for approval.

‘’Good, was it so hard?’’ J asked me and licked his lips. I shook my head no, but to be honest I just wanted to begin. ‘’Now baby girl you need to relax, okay?’’ He looked deep in my eyes while making me lie down on my back. ‘’I will’’ I promised him and took a shaky breath. Joker grabbed my legs and put them on his shoulders. Then he positioned himself close to my entrance, letting the tip touch me but he didn’t push in yet. My nerves were about to kill me.

‘’Hey, look at me’’ J demanded and I was quick to do so. He grabbed my hand and looked deep into my eyes. ‘’Do it’’ I whispered and prepared myself for the pain. I gritted my teeth as he pushed his length inside of me, stretching my walls that had never experienced this. First I couldn’t feel pain, until he got an inch or two in. ‘’Fuck’’ I hissed nervously and tensed my muscles.J stopped and clenched his jaw. This wasn’t easy for him either. ‘’Y/N, take it easy baby’’ He reminded me. Tears stung my eyes, but it was mostly because of my nerves. I had been thinking too much all day and this was the moment all that stress and worry came out. It didn’t hurt so much that I couldn’t handle it.

‘’You’re doing good, now be a good girl for daddy and relax’’ J spoke slowly, but deeply. I nodded and relaxed after taking a deep breath.He kept going slowly. I felt the struggle, since everything was so tight down there. J never broke eye-contact while he entered me. Then as I thought things wouldn’t get worse, I felt a stinging pain. ‘’Ow ow ow’’ I whined and gritted my teeth. J didn’t stop, he kept pushing himself in. I knew that he had torn my hymen. ‘’I know it hurts baby,but it’ll be over soon’’ He promised me seriously. The tears rolled down my face, but I didn’t sob. Then he cupped my cheek and wiped away a tear with his thumb. I liked J like this, which I never expected. 

Soon he was all the way in. J stopped, wanting me to adjust to his size. I was breathing heavily because my nerves were unravelling. It stung and hurt as my walls stretched, but it didn’t get any worse. Actually now that he wasn’t moving, it didn’t hurt too much. ‘’You’re doing so good’’ J purred and tried to stay still. Man he had been weeks without sex and now he had to contain himself, which was a hard task for Joker. I was so glad that he cared about me enough to not hurt me on purpose.

‘’Move’’ I whispered after a while. He nodded and pulled back. I gritted my teeth, but tried to stay relaxed as he moved. J was almost all the way out until he pushed back in, this time a little faster without stopping. I grunted in pain but the pleasure made it bearable. J growled under his breath. I untangled our hands so I could hug him by putting my hands on his strong back. J supported himself a little better now and found a better position. Soon he was finding a slow but steady rhythm. One more single tear rolled down my face until I started to find pleasure coming above the pain. I moaned quite loudly now, allowing J to know that the worst pain was over. He smiled, but it quickly faded as he started to pace up.

My nails raked his back without me noticing. ‘’Fuck J’’ I cried out in pleasure. The feeling was new but so lovely. His big cock rubbed my soft and sensitive walls by every move and once he was in me, his tip hit the magic spot that made my eyes roll to the back of my head. ‘’Do you feel good?’’ He asked me darkly and he gritted his teeth. We were both getting sweaty, but neither of us minded. ‘’Y-Y..ah fuck yes!’’ I wailed out happily. J started breathing heavily and so did I, but I was a moaning mess as well. I bucked my hips against J’s to get more friction. I wanted him to go faster and not be so careful anymore. Just like I read the pain goes away after a few minutes. Now I felt simply amazing.

‘’Faster..’’ I whispered quietly, but he didn’t quite catch it. I knew he wanted to go slow to keep me safe which was sweet. J probably found this hard, since he actually gave a fuck about me. I knew how to make him take me harder tho. ‘’Fuck me harder daddy’’I told him loudly. J slowed down until he stopped. My ass was wet because I was legit dripping arousal. J put his hand on my jaw and looked into my eyes seriously. ‘’Y/N..don’t get me to the point where I can’t control myself’’ He warned me, but I knew he wanted it. Me being the crazy girl who didn’t follow rules anyway did something else.

‘’I know you want to..I can take you daddy’’ I purred and bucked my hips, already missing the feeling of him fucking me. I wanted more. I didn’t even care if it hurt a little bit. ‘’Y/N’’ J growled and shut his eyes. I smirked, knowing that I got him. ‘’I’m all yours daddy, look at me’’ I said innocently. When he opened his eyes I used my left hand to touch my clit. J looked at my actions for a few seconds until he lost it. He grabbed my wrist harshly and pinned it next to my head. ‘’Oh darling you’ll cry soon’’ He warned me angrily. Finally. 

Before I could answer, he grabbed the bedpost and let his anger out on me, just as I expected him to. J pounded himself balls deep in me, making the sound of skin slapping against skin echo in our room and probably the entire penthouse.’’Yes..Yes daddy’’ I gasped and rolled my eyes to the back of my head again. Then I curled my toes and felt a knot forming in my stomach. J was going really hard, harder now that I thought he would. ‘’Is this what you wanted?’’ He growled heatedly. I couldn’t even answer him. The pleasure and pain mixed together had me overwhelmed. My mouth was open and I was gasping between my loud cries of pleasure. The look in J’s eyes was so sexy but dangerous.

I had awakened a beast.

J kept slamming his entire length in me, until a strong feeling seemed to come closer. I guess I was close to an orgasm. Although I also read that most women don’t come the first time, or even the first few times. ‘’J’’ I tried to say his name, but it came out as a whisper. J growled and kept doing this hard work. A shiver ran down my spine and I struggled to breathe. It felt so good. ‘’J’’ I tried again and it came out a little louder. ‘’You’re close, I know’’ he let me know. Tomorrow would be a day I’d find it hard to walk. I just felt it.

As the feeling grew stronger, tears stung my eyes again. I wanted to let go so bad, but I found it hard. I blinked, letting the tears wash down my face. But the roughness was fucking amazing. I knew I wasn’t normal. ‘’Ah-’’ I screamed, but fell silent as a wave of pleasure washed across my entire body, feeling like a good slap. It’s like all my other senses numbed down, only allowing me to feel the amazing feeling. It made my abdomen muscles tense. I curled my toes and used my free hand to dig my nails into J’s back.

After a while I came back to my senses, still feeling like heaven, but something unexpected happened. I got super sensitive. It’s like every move J did was like twenty times more sensitive. ‘’J’’ I whimpered, still recovering from that hard orgasm. He didn’t stop yet. I screamed out and my body started shaking. I was pushing him, but I wanted more. I wanted this, but my body couldn’t handle much more. J noticed and then stopped. He pulled out and put my legs down. I squeezed them together, panting hard on the bed now. J took off the condom and I watched as he came seconds later. His cum cum shot on my body, landing on my stomach. His entire hot load just pooled on my skin as I panted.

For some reason I liked that dirty sight of being covered in his cum. But now I felt like I was on fire, but it was so worth it. J was breathing heavily and he ran his hand through his hair. I cracked a smile and I looked at my boyfriend. Suddenly I felt much closer to him, it’s like we were more serious. ‘’Thank you’’ I whispered tiredly, but I was so happy. J  looked into my eyes more calmly now. ‘’Well it’s not over yet doll face. I need to run you a bath, you’re bleeding’’ He let me know. My eyes widened. Then I sat up, ignoring the burning sensation. He was right. There was a little blood on the sheets. Fuck.

I wasn’t sure if he was angry or not, but I still grew nervous.’’Shit sorry..I-I’ll clean up’’ I promised him quickly. Before I could panic more, J cupped my face and kissed me. It took me by surprise, but I kissed him back. The kiss was sweet and salty, but it sure calmed me down. Then J grabbed my wrists and let me put my hands on his chest. ‘’Oh kitten just take it easy, it’s fine. Daddy isn’t mad at you’’ He assured me. ‘’I lov..’’ I started, but quickly shut up. His smile faded. Joker never told anyone those three words, at least not that I knew of it. He knew how to show his emotions, especially when he got protective over me or when he wanted to spend time with me. He knew it as well ,but so far he had never said that he loved me. I was kinda nervous now. Everything went well, but I went and tried to say those words to him.

Way to go.

‘’I loved it’’ I cleared my throat, talking about the sex. Maybe he’d think through it. J sighed and then stood up. I thought he’d leave me alone, but instead he picked me up in his strong arms. So he carried me to the master bathroom. ‘’I know what you were going to say Y/N’’ he admitted ,but I was unsure if he was angry at me or not. He wasn’t obvious like an open book. No, Joker was a nut that was hard to crack, but I was going the right way. ‘’Sorry’’ I whispered and looked down. He put me on my feet and locked the white bathroom door. My legs were numb, kinda feeling like jelly. So I sat on the edge of the tub quickly. Then I watched as J let the warm water fill the big tub, big enough for two.

‘’Don’t be sorry’’ He started a little angrily. Well sherlock it wasn’t easy not to be. I didn’t want to ruin a perfect night with my own stupid feelings in words. J kneeled down in front of me and rested his head on my knees. ‘’Do you mean it?’’ He wanted to know. A blush spread on my already rosy cheeks. Then I nodded, a little scared if I had to be honest. Instead of getting mad at me like I expected him to be, instead of hitting me neither, he did the opposite.

‘’Well..I think that’s good, so I know our feelings are mutual’’ He let me know mysteriously. Just as I expected, he wouldn’t say ‘I love you’ but he found a way to let me know. 

Well this was a perfect valentine’s day..

my therapist asked me

Whats missing from your life?

I thought about this question for a long time after you asked me. And after days of racking my brain I still had not come up with an answer, that is until I was standing in line at Dunkin Donuts this morning waiting to order my coffee as I do nearly every morning. When there was an elderly couple in front of me, they were laughing with each other, and it made me smile. There I was being pessimistic because it was 7 in the morning and I was so overly tired and in a bad mood. But they were standing there as though there was no where in the world they would rather be. And I thought to myself I wonder what its been like, sharing a cup of coffee with the same person for that many years. And that’s when it dawned on me. I knew what was missing.
Love.
Seems like a pretty simple answer, huh? But I don’t necessarily mean love in the way youre probably thinking about it. I mean it in the simpliest of ways, in the “drive safely”, “text me when you make it home”, the “I hope youre doing okay”, or “have a good day”. I mean it in the sense of friendship, companionship, dependency, empathy, and affection. I mean love in every sense of the form. I mean It in the having someone to turn to on your darkets of days, or someone to share the brightest of ones with. I mean it in the singing in the passenger seat of your car kinda love, or the eat frozen yogurt and cry on your bad days.
But most importantly, the form of love I am missing, is self love. Many times I am so concerned with being there for others or trying to help everyone around me, bringing them up, that I forget about me too. i think that’s why i keep looking for people. because i’m looking for that love that’s missing from my life in someone else. and i keep being let down because no one is going to love me the way that i should love me. I wanna be so content within myself that I don’t look for these things in someone else anymore. I wanna sing in the car by myself, I wanna buy the elderly couples coffees and I wanna be okay knowing im going to drink mine by myself.

Playboy, bad boy Kim Taehyung

Originally posted by namjoonie00

Series genre: Smut, angst, fluff

Description: Kim Taehyung, one of the nastiest human beings you have ever been associated with. You despite even breathing the same air as him yet he still somehow finds a place in your life.

note: Park Jimin will also play a major role in this series. Also, this chapter will have some Harry Potter references that are not absolutely necessary to the story itself. Enjoy!

Chapter 1

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There’s Going to be a Lot of Anti-Black History Month Commentary...

I remember when #BlackoutDay was being planned, there was a lot of people who were so against the idea they there were plans on reddit, 4chan and others to bomb the tag. This was the first time I saw anti-Blackness on a huge level.

I didn’t think a day of selfies after a month of Black History was going to be much of a problem. But sadly, it was a huge problem and to this day, even after making sure we stay cleared of other PoC (preplanned) celebrations, reducing it to 4 days within a year (instead of 12), and even battling for control of the day itself. we still have anti-Black commentary or attacks but on a minor scale.

However, with the whole celebration of Black History Month, I knew there was going to be some… pushback. But I didn’t think it was going to be “comment and attack under every Black History Month post” type.

Yeah… the banner and the fact that Tumblr is promoting Black History Month is bringing out people to make negative commentary on not just Staff posts, but the stuff that Staff will highlight. 

I guess the bright side is that Staff is going to learn what we deal with just for expressing ourselves on a daily basis.

So, I’m going to give you some words of advice in case your post gets selected by Staff: start blocking people with extreme comments. Do not engage with them. 

We all know that once they have to start writing stuff to make us feel like we’re less than human, we can’t talk sensibly to them.

If you get anonymous messages and it features extreme negative commentary, block them. 

We shouldn’t ALWAYS have to be these “defenders” when it comes to topics to help us. We shouldn’t always have to be on the offense. It’s going to get ugly and we’re going to have to accept that reality.

Now, note that I said, “extreme comments” and not “people who disagree with" the thoughts of Black history. However, if you choose to block people simply because they ask the question and you don’t feel like doing labor, that’s fine too. 

The fact that I’m writing this to forewarn you actually saddens me as I thought technology would help us engage with people. And it can. But let’s take care of ourselves this time around.

I dealt with White tears and fears for too long on my W3NK blog, so I know the strain it can take on you. I turned into someone kinda impulsive at times. I don’t want you to become me.

So, don’t feel bad if your block hand is heavy. People who rather see you sad or dead just because they pour their projections on you shouldn’t be given a chance to redeem themselves. 

P.S. - If you plan on attacking the original poster… I dealt with your kind all the flipping time. And usually, I’ll engage. But this time, I will follow my own advice, except I’ll go one step further. I won’t disclose what that step is because it will reveal too much. Just know I’m not your damn mule and I don’t have to take your shit.

Back to the Future: Part 1

Summary: Imagine getting sent to the future and making love with future Cas. Imagine coming back home and finding out you’re pregnant.

Pairing: Cas x reader

Word Count: 3.5k (YAY ME)

Warnings: brief descriptions of smut, language, angst, pregnancy, a cliffhanger ending bc im an asshole

A/N: so regular Dean is just called Dean and future Dean is called future Dean BC LOGIC IS AWESOME hahaha.

also, welcome to a new series, my friends! should be a wild n fun time :-) feedback is so greatly appreciated!

Originally posted by savingpeoplegiffingthings

You blinked slowly, your eyes squinting open as you took in your new surroundings. It looked like you were in some kind of…shack?

With a groan, you tried to sit up, and that’s when you realized that your hands were cuffed to a chair. You turned to your left and saw Dean in the same exact situation as you, and you knew this wasn’t looking too good.

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Something I noted about the S2 Matsu announcement picture (that I may or may not be looking too deeply into) is that the boys aren’t wearing their standard hoodies.

…Okay so Ichi probably is, but the others’ outfits have caught my eye. Oso and Kara are wearing hoodies, but they’re not the hoodies. Meanwhile, Choro and Totty have completely new looks. And Jyushi isn’t wearing anything lol but seeing the stuff Choro’s holding up for him, none of them are Jyushi’s regular hoodie either.

In fact, none of their regular hoodies can be seen in the announcement picture (again, with maybe the exception of Ichi). There are various clothes on the racks behind them, but none of them look like the regular Matsu hoodie.

I may be completely wrong and might be looking too deeply into it, so don’t quote me on this, but… Maybe the boys’ default outfits in S2 won’t be their hoodies anymore? Maybe we’re looking at (for some at them, at least) their new default outfits?

I mean, we’ve had photos of the boys changing into different outfits outside of their default hoodies before, and we have so many alternate outfits for them already from official apps, merch, etc. So it probably isn’t anything new… But at the same time, that they’re doing this for the official S2 announcement has got me wondering if it means anything.

Tbh in my opinion, I really like the idea of their default outfits not being their hoodies again - and I also really like the idea of the boys’ default outfits being different from each other! It breaks the monotony of the almost-six same hoodies haha. Also in a way, it could symbolize the boys slowly finding their own identities completely separate from being identical sextuplets - Oso included - and that they’re slowly but surely growing up…?

…But of course, again, I could be wrong and the new outfits here might just be for promotional purposes :P (That or they actually will be new casual outfits for the boys in S2, just not their default ones.) It’s still a nice thought, though.

Some things that bother me about the story at this point:

I know I’m so gonna be hated for at least two specific points but I really need to talk about it in order to clear my mind a bit so here we go (contains spoilers of ch. 56).

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Imagine meeting Chris at an airport.

A/N: My loves, I may have another series on my hands. (Chapter One: Unexpected Reader) A series involving the first series, which will make much more sense later. I don’t know if this will be a hit or a total miss, but a girl’s gotta try it out. (I feel like us fan fic writers will appreciate this love story.) Anyhoo, enjoy! ❤️

Your fingers absentmindedly thrummed the tabletop as you murmured the last line you just wrote to yourself. “Across the room, Chris watched you intently with a small smile on his lips. He thought of approaching you, but wondered if you were the kind of girl that would appreciate or reject his boldness.” You chewed the inside of your cheek, your finger hovering over the backspace key on your MacBook. It seemed like yet another cliché, and though clichés were what you and your hopeless romantics readers loved- you wanted to expand yourself. You huffed and pressed the delete key, allowing your words to get chewed up by the blinking bar.

“Now what was wrong with that?” You flinched and tensed when you heard an oddly familiar male voice come from over your shoulder; he was so close to you that you would feel the warmth of his minty breath on your cheek. “Clichés are great.” He winced as he pulled back, knowing he’d gotten a little too close. “I mean- there’s a reason they’re overused, right?”

Now usually, you weren’t the kind of person who would snap at a stranger in an airport; you were too worried about the repercussions to do that. Usually, you’d just send a death defying glare their way and let your eyes do the talking; you’d been told you had a very intimidating face, which you no doubt got from your mom. But this was different, this was a stranger reading your writing without permission. You’d always been incredibly protective and defensive when it came to your writing and people peering at your screens- be it laptop, iPad, or iPhone. It was your biggest pet peeve; you hated having people stand behind you while you were on any of those said devices. It wasn’t like you had something to hide, you just didn’t like your privacy being invaded.

“Thanks for the input I didn’t ask for.” You bit as you abruptly closed the screen of your MacBook; you heard him chuckle softly. “Do you want to know what I think?” You quizzed rhetorically as you turned to shoot the nosy stranger your famous glare. “I think you should mind-” You cut yourself off when you saw who it was. “Oh my God,” you breathed, “you’re Chris Evans.”

Yes, Chris Evans. Christopher Robert Evans as in the talented actor and director; Captain America himself; the brown haired, blue eyed, Bostonian angel; the man you could only dream of marrying one day; and the one who accompanied your protagonist in all her life endeavors. Chris Evans was actually in front of you, and talking to you, and breathing the same air as you, and all you’d said to him so far was “thanks for the input I didn’t ask for” as well as “I think you should mind your own damn business.” Even though you didn’t get to finish your latter, it was still not the way you’d imagined your first meeting with your celebrity crush to go.

“Yes I am,” he walked to sit in the chair opposite you, “but don’t let that stop you.”

Chris was trying not to show too much amusement, but he couldn’t help his smile. You were exactly the kind of girl he liked- sassy, but clearly sweeter than honey. He’d seen you earlier, when you were both checking in. You were talking to the little boy in front of you; he was wearing glasses too big for his face, but between you and young Jasper- Chris found you cuter. He then spotted you again in the departure hall, talking to an airport security dog while its officer was searching someone else’s bag. He was about to approach you when the officer took the dog away and you’d walked off, pouting. He thought that was it, that he wouldn’t have the chance to talk to you again- you may have been on the same flight but you were sitting in different classes- but then, he came across you sitting in Starbucks. He spotted you in the window and decided it was time he got to actually meeting you, rather than admiring you from afar. So far, his decision to approach you had been one of his best.

“You think I should mind…” He trailed off, his beautiful blue eyes urging you to continue.

“Your own damn business,” you mumbled sheepishly as you cussed yourself out. It wasn’t until he laughed that you felt a little better, guessed he was as nice as everyone said he was. “I am so sorry. I’m not usually that rude, I just-” you swallowed when you saw his intent gaze on you. “I don’t like it when people look at my screen. I’m very protective of my writing and I don’t-”

“Don’t even worry about it,” he cut you off with one of his typical, heart thumping Chris Evans smile. “I’m not usually that nosy. It’s just that I heard you mumble my name and you were watching your screen so intently that I got curious as to what had your attention. Fan fiction is an interesting thing,” he commented with a soft chuckle.

“Oh God,” you blushed deeply. “It’s not- um- I don’t- you see-” you rambled and he laughed, placing a comforting hand over yours to soothe you. “I’m Y/N and I’m studying to be a screenwriter. I write fan fiction on Tumblr to put my work out there and get real people reviews,” you explained in a frazzled tone. “I’m so sorry, I don’t mean any disrespect.”

“Oh, I know. You don’t have to apologize,” he smiled again and your heart fluttered again. “I think writing about someone is the greatest form of flattery. So relax,” he gave your hand a quick pat then pulled away, “I’m very flattered.”

“No you’re not,” you breathed in disbelief.

“Yes I am,” he chuckled. “It’s interesting to see how others see me, even if my fans may be a little biased.” He winked at you with a click of his tongue and you thought you’d swoon right there and then. “It’s nice to know people think I’d make a good boyfriend, and husband, and father. It’s actually very reassuring,” he admitted with a sheepish smile. “I was starting to think I was the problem in my failed relationships.”

“You’re not serious,” you laughed and he smiled, appreciating how lovely you and your laughter was. “You’re like the perfect man. There is no way you were the problem in any of your failed relationships,” you said and suffered immediate regret, realizing you’d offended his exes. “Of course- I don’t mean any disrespect to anyone you’ve dated.” He laughed again, noting how cute you were when you panicked. “Jenny’s awesome, I loved her in Parks and Rec-”

“Hey,” he said and you stopped, holding your breath for some reason. “Breathe, Y/N.” He instructed and you did as he said. “I’m not going to bite your head off for speaking your piece. I know you don’t mean any harm with anything you say, so just- calm down, okay?” You nodded and he smiled. “I like hearing what you have to say, it’s very refreshing.”

“That’s very sweet of you to say,” you blushed again. “You know- I’ve only ever been called refreshing in my own stories.” You joked then laughed when he did. “Looks like someone is living up to that level of perfection us fan girls have created.”

“Oh, stop it.” He chuckled and waved his hand, feeling heat rise to his own cheeks. “Fan fic Chris might be perfect, but I don’t think I am.” He joked and you chuckled. “I mean- Fan fic Chris wouldn’t have read over your shoulder like that, he’d buy you a coffee first then politely ask what you were working on.”

“Hey, no one’s stopping you from doing that now.” You heard yourself flirt and you wanted to slap yourself in the face. What were you doing? This was Chris freaking Evans! He’d dated huge names, names that you couldn’t beat even in your best day. You needed to quit while you were ahead, you needed to just ask for a photo then leave him alone. You knew all that, yet the next words left your lips anyway, “I’m all for do-overs.”

“Aren’t I lucky?” He grinned which made you smile. “I’ll be right back then. You’re a…” He pointed at you as he rose to his feet, his tone and facials showed that he was trying to guess your drink so you didn’t offer any help. “Vanilla latte, kinda girl?” He quizzed and you felt your lips part in awe; how he guessed that was beyond both of you.

“Not bad, Mr. Evans.”

“Thank you,” he smiled, doing a small bow. “And call me Chris, ‘cause Mr. Evans is my dad and I’m not that old.” He joked and you nodded, chuckling. “Okay then, I’ll be right back. Oh-” he stopped and turned back, “just to make sure you don’t run off. Hold my phone, will you?”

“You want me to hold your phone for you?” You frowned when he nodded, smiling. “You do realize we just met, right?” He nodded. “And I’m a fan, like- a huge fan?” He nodded again. “Aren’t you worried I’ll go through your photos, or steal Sebastian Stan’s phone number?”

“Not really,” he shook his head. “I mean- I’ve got nothing to hide, and you don’t look like the kind of girl who would do that kind of thing anyway.” You bit back your smile; that was true. “As for stealing Seb’s number, well- I think he’d be lucky to have you in his life.”

“Okay, now that sounds like a line Fan fic Chris would say,” you teased him and he laughed. “Exactly how much fan fic do you read, Chris Evans?” You asked with a smug smirk, which turned into more of a shy smile when he winked. “Do you have a secret Tumblr account to keep track on all the writing we do about you?”

“I’m going to plead the fifth to that question.” He started towards the counter, glancing back at a giggling you as he did. “Don’t go anywhere, okay?” You nodded and he smiled as he told you, “I want to hear more about you and your writing.”

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Part 2

When has Mickey Milkovich ever been toxic/bad for Ian?

Was it when he was getting shot in the leg after getting caught fucking Ian?

When he got himself arrested because he would rather be in jail than be possibly killed by his dad if he was outed?

When he literally got the shit beat out of him when his dad caught him with Ian?

When his dad had him raped in front of Ian in order to fuck the “faggot” out of him?

Maybe it was when he was forced to marry his rapist and raise the kid he conceived with her.

Or it was when the person he loved left him for the army after he got married as if he had a choice in the issue.

How about when he took Ian, who was drugged the fuck out, back to his own home to take care of him and keep him safe for the night?

Maybe when he came out to his entire family and South Side when Ian threatened to leave him? Thus risking his life and getting the shit beat out of him once again?

Or it could have been the time that he let Ian move in with him in order to keep an eye on him whenever the possibility of Ian being bipolar came up.

Oh right, it was the time Mickey wanted to take Ian to the doctor and Ian flipped out and stole his son. No?

Okay what about when he learned everything about Ian’s disorder and medication, making sure he took it when he was suppose to and not eating/drinking anything that could cause negative side-affects?

Shit, there was that time when he got punched BY IAN for trying to keep Ian from drinking on medication.

It was probably when he tried fighting off the Military Police who were arresting his mentally ill boyfriend because his cunt half-sister turned him in.

There was also that time when Mickey was then dumped by his boyfriend for taking care of him and wanting him to be healthy.

It was kinda bad when he was arrested for almost killing the person who tried to RUIN Ian’s life.

Then I guess the icing on the cake was giving Ian the personal option of running away with him to start a new life. He even had the audacity to give Ian multiple chances to say goodbye.

The moral of the story is: don’t try and convince me that Mickey Milkovich is a toxic person for Ian/bad person in general.

Paranormal Activity

Summary: Tony wants to watch Paranormal Activity. What could possibly go wrong?

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Language

A/N: My wifi is still wacky, plus my daughter is sick today, so I’ve mostly just been taking care of her.

Originally posted by vibraniumdoll

When Steve brought Bucky to the tower for the first time since the events of the Sokovia Accords, everything was a little awkward for a while. Everyone on Team Iron Man was a little on edge around him, after all, it was kinda his fault everything fell apart. Not intentionally of course, no one ASKS to be used as an assassin for some crazy world domination group. He was unfortunate enough to be that person, however. I am new around here, Tony heard about me after he found Peter and since he was down several members of the avengers, he hunted me down. I agreed, and slowly but surely, the original members of the Avengers have made their way back home. With a few handshakes, pats on the back and some apologies, everything seems to be going smooth. When Bucky shows up, everyone tenses up. It’s like they tread softly around him, afraid he’ll revert back into the winter soldier, I assume. I don’t want to be that way though, so I’ve done my damndest to NOT be that person.

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It’s early morning, around 5AM. I’m never up this early, but for some reason, sleep just didn’t come to me easy last night, so I figured might as well get up. Padding into the kitchen, I see Cap, Birdman, and…Bucky…I don’t have a nickname for him yet. He can’t be Tinman, no because that’s Tony! They’re all in their running attire. Steve in that grey under armor shirt, and running shorts. Sam in a black long sleeve shirt and shorts. Bucky..he’s in a black tank top, showcasing his arm. I’m sure he only does that in the early morning, when no one else is around, along with black sweats.

Me? I’m in my night shirt that goes to my knees, and some shorts. I haven’t even brushed my hair yet. Sam starts laughing, like hands on his knees because he can’t support himself standing anymore.

“Oh man, (Y/N)! You look like hell!” I glare at him, flipping him the bird, no pun intended.

“Fuck off, Wilson.” Steve chokes on his water, then wipes his chin.

“Language, (L/N).” I glare at Steve now.

“Fuck off, Rogers.” Bucky chuckles, I don’t know if it’s from my attitude, or Steve’s reaction.

“What? Not gonna tell Barnes to fuck off too?” Sam pokes my side, like he’s trying to get a rise outta me.

“No, why would I? He hasn’t said anything to piss me off yet.” Sam rolls his eyes.

“How? His entire presence pisses me off.” He side smirks at Barnes. He’s just playing, kinda, but it’ll get to Bucky either way.

“Fuck off, Wilson.” Bucky has quite the mouth on him too. I could get used to hi dirty talking ways. I turn on my heel to look at Steve. He’s leaning against the counter with his head in his hands.

“What? Not gonna tell Barnes to watch his language too?” He looks up at me out of the corner of his eye, then shakes his head. Bucky comes to stand next to me, I can feel the cold from his metal arm radiating off of him.

“No, he know’s I’d kick his ass if he tried.” I laugh, the first laugh of the day, and it didn’t even sound forced.

“Whatever, jerk. Are you guys coming or not? I’ve ran by myself in the morning, I can do it again” Steve is out the door with Sam, leaving Buck behind. Bucky turns to look at me before going out the door.

“You gonna be joining us, doll?” He speaks to me while walking backwards. Is it bad I find myself wishing he’d run into something?

“Are you kidding? There’s no way, I’m still in my pajamas.” He chuckles, walking out the door. That was my first actual conversation with the ex Winter Soldier.

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Ever since then I think Bucky came to the conclusion that I’m not afraid of him, and kinda follows me around like a puppy, but I’m not complaining.

It’s movie night at the Tower, we hold these every week or so, depending on missions. I usually wear my pajamas these gatherings, so I’m trying to decide if I should go long sleeves or short.

“Hey Buck, should I go short sleeve or long sleeve?” I peak my head out of my bathroom, trying to get his attention. He’s sprawled out across my bed, reading some book or something.

He sits up, running his metal hand through his hair. God this man is beautiful. I can’t help but want him so much, in every way possible.

“I don’t care doll, it’s not like we’re going anywhere, just be comfortable.” I nod, putting on my long sleeved, open back grey pajama set with black shorts, and throwing my hair into a high ponytail. When I leave the bathroom, Buck is standing by the door.

“Ready, doll?” I smile, running up to him.

“Yup! Hey, you wouldn’t happen to know what movie is playing do you?”

“Yeah, Paranormal Activity.” I freeze. Oh no. I hate paranormal movies.

He raises his eyebrow, turning around to look at me, still frozen in place.

“Why? What’s wrong with it?” I sigh.

“I don’t know, I hate movies about ghosts…I hate them.” He chuckles.

“A couple weeks ago we watched Friday the 13th and you had no problems there.” He walks up to stand next to me, wrapping his metal arm around my waist, pulling me towards the theatre room.

“I know, I have no problem watching movies where there’s a physical threat, I don’t however like watching movies where you can’t see your attacker, you can’t defend yourself against it, there’s no way to protect yourself against a demon. I hate movies like that…” He chuckles, his arm still around my waist.

“Don’t worry doll, I’ll keep you safe.” I roll my eyes, thinking about saying something snarky, but I really do want him to stay by my side. What? Everyone has an irrational fear, this one just happens to be mind, don’t make fun of me!

Halfway through the movie, and I’m already a terrified mess. Knees up to my chest in the chair, face buried in the pillow perched on my knees. Bucky seems to be more interested in me, having a panic attack, than the movie.

“You alright, doll?” I jump, accidently kicking Nat’s chair, in front of me. She turns around, rubbing the back of her head.

“Didn’t realize (Y/N) was such a scaredy cat.” The blush that heats up my face, must have been a sight, so I kick the back of her seat again.

“Fuck off, Romanoff.” She laughs and rolls her eyes.

“Bucky! Tell her to fuck off in Russian for me!” He looks towards Nat, smirking,

“Отъебись.” I laugh, sticking my tongue out at her. She rolls her eyes, turning her attention back to the movie. For the next 30 minutes or so, I have the pillow up and over my eyes, peeking every once in awhile.

At the end of the movie, when the main character runs towards the camera with demon teeth happens, I shout and practically jump into Bucky’s arms. He laughs, putting his arms around me. Everyone laughs, seems I’m the only one here that doesn’t like paranormal movies.

“So, I vote to watch more ghost movies in the future.” Tony stands up, smirking in my direction.

“Shut up, Tony. I don’t think so.” He laughs, grabbing his phone and leaving the theatre room. Bucky stands up, taking me with him in his arms.

“Don’t worry doll, I’ll protect you from the demons.” I roll my eyes as he carries me to my room.

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Sitting on my bed, I find myself looking around every corner. It’s 2:30 in the morning and I have all my lights on. Even the slightest sound freaks me out. Deciding I don’t want to be alone I text the only person I know for sure will be awake at this time.

“Buck? Are you awake?” He responds almost immediately.

“Yeah doll. Can’t sleep? Dreams of demons getting to you?” I roll my eyes in annoyance.

“Отъебись, Barnes. I went all the way to google translate to figure out how to say that.”

I can almost hear the laugh I know erupted from his throat.

“Mmm, alright ya got me. What can I do for you, doll?”

“I don’t want to be alone….can you come up to my room? And please don’t try to scare me…I don’t think my heart could take it.” It takes him a few minutes to respond, maybe getting dressed.

“On my way, doll.” Bucky is only down the hall, so it shouldn’t take him a couple seconds to get here. I stand up when I hear the door open, running out to greet him. When I see him, he’s in sweats and a black long sleeve shirt. He smiles at me, he looks just as tired as I’m sure I do.

“Why weren’t you asleep, Bucky?” He chuckles, coming up to me, putting his flesh arm around my waist.

“I knew you’d probably text me…I wanted to be awake when you did.” My face heats up.

“Y-You were waiting for me?” He smiles, his bloodshot eyes are soft, and gentle.

“Yeah..is that weird?” I smile, running to him and jumping into his arms, pressing my lips to his. Wrapping my arms around his neck, and he puts his hands on my waist as he kisses me back, running his fingers along my waist. When I pull away, his eyes are blown wide, and he licks his lips.

“I’ve been wanting to do that for a long time…” I find myself admitting to him.

“I-I’m glad you did. But, I’m so tired..” I guide him to my bed, helping him under the covers.

“As long as we can cuddle..” He chuckles, resting his head on my breast, before sleep takes him. I too follow soon, all fear of nightmares plaguing me, gone.

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REQUEST by IMPOSSIBLYLUCKYVXI: Can I have one where Ro meets YN a journalist at a press junket for Fastlane. He immediately wants her but she runs from him because she thinks she isn’t good enough for him since she’s a average girl. Months go by since their encounter & he still wants her & she wants him too but can’t get over their career differences. One night she has to go a live Raw show to right a story & she sees him again. He corners her this time & gets mad possessive & sexy. End it how you’d like. Thanks 😍😘.

Warnings: Smut, language
(A/N): I’m so sorry it took so long guys. To make it up to y’all, I made it longer than I planned it to be. I also loved writing this one, so I hope you guys enjoy it! Feedback is always welcome😌

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‘’You ready?’’ my best friend and colleague asked me, ‘’In a few minutes, you’ll be interviewing Roman fucking Reigns.’’

‘’Calm down girl, as much as I adore the man, I have to stay professional,’’ I chuckled as I took a sip of my water, ‘’I’m nervous though; he’s competing against Braun Strowman and he’s a monster, I wonder what his strategy is for tonight.’’

‘’Yeah, I agree. I’m curious too now you mentioned it,’’ she turned around and smirked, ‘’Why don’t you ask him yourself?’’

‘’Wait what?’’ I looked at her confused as she walked off. I honestly had no idea what she was talking about, so I turned to the paper with questions that was given to me. Fastlane was tonight and I was chosen to interview few of the WWE superstars who were having their matches. The perks or being an journalist is that you get to see so many different places and people, situations that you’ll always remember.

‘’This is probably the first time someone hasn’t notice me sitting next to them,’’ a low heavy voice said, making me look up surprisingly. ‘’There she is,’’ he chuckled, ‘’you’re the one who’s interviewing me, am I right?’’

‘’Oh my god, I’m so sorry Mr. Reigns,’’ I said embarrassed, ‘’and that’s right, here she is.’’

‘’It’s Roman, sugar,’’ He smiled, making me melt right away, ‘’Mr. Reigns sounds so old.’’

‘’Alright then, Roman, you ready for your interview?’’ I asked, trying hard to hide my nerves. This man is gorgeous, how can anyone act normal around him?

‘’I’m more than ready,’’ he raised an eyebrow as he looked at my chest, ‘’y/n. Oh don’t worry, I ain’t a man like that, I’m a decent guy.’’ He chuckled, making me laugh.

‘’That’s good to know,’’ I smiled and stood up, ‘’Let’s get started then.’’

‘’We can’t talk some more?’’ He asked pouting his lips. ‘’I mean, we gotta do the interview, but I’d like to get to know the beautiful woman who will be asking the questions.’’

‘’I bet you say that to every woman who is about to interview you,’’ I chuckled. He stood up and walked over to where I was standing and took my hand in his.

‘’I only say it when I mean it, babygirl,’’ Roman smiled as his hand caressed my cheek. Looking him in the eye, I felt butterflies. ‘’And actually, it’s the first time I told someone.’’ He whispered, making me smile. ‘’So what do you say? Wanna talk some more now, or after my match?’’

‘’I think we have to get started if you wanna be on time for your match,’’ I hastily answered as I took the papers from the table and made my way to the interview corner. ‘Did you really had to respond like that, you idiot?’ I thought to myself. I could hear Roman chuckling from behind me.

‘’Alright then, but after my match, which I will win without a doubt, I insist you going to grab something to eat with me.’’

‘’So that’s a bet?’’ I frowned, slightly smiling. He nodded, already convinced he was going to win. Don’t get me wrong, I truly believe he will win, but Braun doesn’t know what mercy is. I’ve seen how the man literally throws people around and I can’t even imagine the agony that’s caused by that.

‘’If that’s what you wanna call it, then that’s a yes.’’ He smiled as he stood where he had to stand.

‘’I’m not sure, we’ll see.’’ I answered him as I saw the camera man coming our way. ‘’Right now, let’s do this interview.’’

‘’Whatever you say, love.’’

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After the interview, I kind of started to avoid Roman. Even though I desired to be with him, I wasn’t going to give myself any form of false hope. He kept trying to talk to me, but I pretended to be really busy with the aftercare of the interview and my trip back. At some point, he went to prepare for his match, leaving me alone.

‘’He really likes you,’’ A familiar male voice said, making me turn around. Seth was standing there with his crutches and a big grin. ‘’You’re all he talks about at the moment.’’

‘’Nice to see you too, Seth.’’ I rolled my eyes and let out a small chuckle. ‘’I’m only here for the interview, which we finished, so there’s no need for me to be here anymore,’’ I lied.

‘’Y/n, be honest with me.’’ Seth said seriously as he sat down next to me. We’d known each other for quite some time; I had to interview him for a magazine a while ago and we kept in touch ever since.

‘’I am being honest,’’ I said as I looked at the screen where Fastlane was going on. ‘’Shouldn’t you be backstage?’’

‘’Not really no.’’ He chuckled as he signed to his knee.

‘’Oh yeah, you’re right, my bad.’’ I laughed.

‘’So why don’t you just tell me what’s the matter? I’ve seen how you’re cutting him off, why was that?’’

‘’I wasn’t cutting him off, alright.’’ I sighed, looking at Roman who came out with a whole new gear. New sneakers, the black and white logo, he looked incredible. ‘’Why is he interested in me while I’m average? There are so many beautiful woman around him.’’ I thought out loud. Next to me, I could feel Seth frown. ‘’What I’m trying to say is, we’re just not meant to be.’’

‘’You and average? Y/n, please. You know damn well that that’s a lie, quite a big one too.’’

‘’Thanks Seth,’’ I smiled as I stood up and grabbed my bag, ‘’But I gotta go. Tell Roman I owe him a victory drink.’’ I gave him a hug and looked at his knee, chuckling, ‘’Take care of that and come back asap.’’

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A little more than a month has passed and I couldn’t get Roman out of my head for some reason. Seth called me a couple of times, saying that Roman wanted to meet up with me, but I said that I was busy. It was half of the truth, because I was truly busy at some moments, but at other times, when I had nothing to do, I still didn’t want to meet up with him. Not that I didn’t want to, I wanted it more than anything, but I just couldn’t. ‘He really likes you’, Seth’s words still roamed through my mind, making it seem like more of a dream that I really met Roman in the first place. How can he like a girl like me; average looking, average personality, everything was average about me.

As I was sitting downstairs, I got a phone call of my boss, saying that I had to attend RAW. My heart skipped a beat, knowing I would see Roman after all this time. I have no idea how he’s gonna react on me not contacting him back, but I was planning to just do what I came for and leave. I grabbed my stuff and left the house, on my way to the arena. When I arrived, Seth welcomed me with open arms, constantly telling me how happy he was to see me and that his knee was doing so much better.

‘’Someone wanted to see you,’’ Seth began as we got backstage, ‘’I probably don’t have to tell you who I’m talking about.’’

‘’I figured,’’ I sighed as I looked in my bag if I had everything with me;  paper, pen and my phone, ‘’but I’m here to do my job, same goes for you guys.’’

‘’Whatever you say y/n,’’ he chuckled, ‘’I’m heading to the dressing rooms, you coming along?’’

‘’I have to go to the restroom first, I’ll find you eventually.’’ I answered as I gave him a smile. Just as I was probably one meter away from where I was first standing, someone pulled me aside. ‘’Jesus, what the hell-‘’

‘’Y/n, calm down,’’ Roman chuckled.

‘’Oh my god, I’m sorry.’’ I covered my face with my hands, totally embarrassed. ‘’How are you doing?’’ I asked, hoping he would answer my question normally.

‘’Better now I have you for myself for a moment,’’ he murmured as he pushed me against the wall, his body pressing against mine, ‘’you thought you could just ignore me huh?’’

‘’I-I didn’t mean to…’’ I stammered, completely caught off guard.

‘’Of course you didn’t mean to,’’ his hand ran through my hair as the other found my ass, squeezing it tightly, ‘’after my match tonight, you’re coming with me to my hotel and I’ll show you what happens when you ignore me on purpose.’’ He whispered next to my ear, making me shiver.

‘’I c-can’t Roman, there’s so much I…’’ I couldn’t finish my sentence as he pressed his soft lips against mine. I kissed him back, not wanting him to stop.

‘’I assume that’s a yes?’’

‘’I guess so,’’ I whispered, making him smile.

‘’Room 209, I’ll be waiting for you baby,’’ Roman smirked as he walked away, leaving me standing there; turned on and speechless. I took a deep breath and continued my way to the restroom.

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I stood in front of Roman’s room, not knowing if I should knock on the door or not. After what must’ve been two minutes, decided to just knock. Fuck it. He opened it, looking relieved as he saw me. ‘’You came,’’ he said. I could make up a sense of disbelieve in his voice, but I wasn’t questioning it further, ‘’come in.’’ he stepped aside, making room for me to walk inside his suite. It was huge and everything looked beautiful. ‘’I can’t tell you how happy I am that you showed up.’’

‘’I didn’t really have much of a choice,’’ I chuckled as I turned around, facing him.

‘’You always have a choice,’’ he replied, closing the door behind him. ‘’The moment I realized you didn’t want to meet up kinda hurt me.’’

‘’That was not my intention, I’m sorry.’’ I said, feeling a sense of guilt flushing over me. ‘’It was not that I didn’t want to, I wanted it so bad.’’

‘’Then what stopped you?’’ He asked as he stepped closer to me and grabbed my bag, throwing it in the chair next to the queen-size bed.

‘’Thoughts.’’

‘’What thoughts?’’ Roman asked as his hands caressed my cheek, moving down to my hips.

‘’Of not being good enough for you.’’ I whispered. His eyes widened, grip on my waist tightens.

‘’Not being good enough for me? Babygirl, look at you, you’re flawless.’’ He said, making me bite down on my bottom lip. As I did, his whole body language changed, so did his eyes and facial expression. Anger, need, want, lust was what I could feel. ‘’So you thought you were getting away with this?’’

‘’With w-what?’’ I asked as he started to place sloppy kisses on the side of my neck. My whole body tensed as he continued.

‘’Ignoring me,’’ he whispered. Roman lifted me up and his lips hungrily found mine. My arms wrapped around his broad shoulders. ‘’You’re not getting away with it so easily, babygirl.’’ He angrily, but seductively said as he roughly lied me down on the bed. He got rid of his black t-shirt and towered over me. ‘’Take it all off,’’ his dark eyes burning through me, making me obey him without saying a word. While I took my clothes off, he did the same, leaving him only in his boxers. My breathing became heavier as his hand found the thin material of my panties, rubbing slowly. I let out a quiet moan, making Roman smile against my neck. ‘’You’re soaked baby, all for me?’’

‘’All for you Roman,’’ I finally spoke

‘’God you’re such a goddess,’’ he mumbled as he looked at my naked body, his eyes never left mine. I’ve never been more turned on in my life.

‘’Roman please,’’ I breathed, wanting to touch me more.

‘’I want you to stay quiet, don’t say a word, or all of this will be over,’’ he whispered sternly, ‘’You understand?’’

‘’I understand.’’

‘’Good girl. Now lay still for me.’’ He started to nibble on my neck, index finger slowly circling my clit. Two fingers pushed inside of me exaggeratingly slow, making me arch my back. I gasped as he slowly picked up speed and placed sloppy kisses on my collarbone. ‘’Feels good baby?’’ He whispered. The only thing I could do was nod since he demanded me to stay quiet. He grinned against my thigh.

‘’Roman please,’’ I pleaded, breaking his rule. I just couldn’t stand staying muted any longer even though it hasn’t been that long since he asked me to.

‘’I thought I told you to stay quiet,’’ he frowned and as punishment, he slid his fingers deeper, keeping them there. I bit my lip hard, trying not to make a sound. Suddenly, I felt something wet circling my clit slowly. I looked down, finding Roman staring back at me, pure lust and hunger in his eyes. He moaned against me, vibrations almost pushing me over the edge. ‘’You’re not cumming until I say so,’’ he huffed as he pulled his fingers out of me, taking one last lick at my pussy and licked his lips as he kissed his way back up. ‘’I’ll show you what happens when you ignore me,’’ he growled as he kissed me. Desperately kissing him back, my arms wrapped around his neck. I felt the tip against my entrance but before I could savior the feeling, he roughly pushed inside of me. At this point, I didn’t care if I made a sound, it just felt too good. Roman seemed to forget about his own rule as he continued to thrust.

‘’Oh fuck Roman!’’ I cried out. He sped up, his large hands wrapped around my waist.

‘’Tell me how good I’m making you feel,’’ he breathed. The intense pleasure he was giving me, made me feel dizzy. I tried to answer him, but I couldn’t collect the words to make a proper sentence. ‘’I’m waiting,’’ he rubbed my clit fast but gentle.

‘’You’re m-making me feel s-so good oh my god,’’ I moaned into his mouth.

‘’Promise me you won’t ever ignore me again,’’ he said, looking me straight into my eyes.

‘’I p-promise,’’ I shakily said.

‘’What do you promise?’’

‘’I promise n-not to i-ignore you a-again,’’ I whimpered as he hit my g-spot.

‘’Good girl,’’ he smirked as he bit down my lower lip, making me shiver. In a split second, I was lying on my stomach, his dick buried inside of me again, hair in his tight grip. His thrust became rougher.

‘’Fucking hell Roman,’’ I let out a muffled moan as I grabbed the silky sheets.

‘’You’re fucking beautiful,’’ he grunted. ‘’Ah damn baby, that’s it.’’

‘’Roman please.’’

‘’Please what huh?’’ He knew exactly what I wanted as he stated to rub my clit again roughly. But he was passionate too; placing soft kisses on my burning shoulders, rubbing my waist. ‘’You want me to make you cum?’’

‘’Yes please,’’ I begged, ‘’Please Roman, can I cum?’’ The familiar heat began to pool in my lower abdomen. He chuckled and yanked me up by my hair, my back glued to his sweaty chest.

‘’You can cum now babygirl, let me feel you soak my dick,’’ his husky voice whispered in my ear, still rubbing my clit. My walls started to clench around him, making him groan out loud. ‘’Christ y/n you feel so good,’’ Roman moaned. As he licked my neck, I closed my eyes, moaning his name. My orgasm washed over me and if he hadn’t hold me, I would’ve collapsed. I felt him throb inside of me as he continued to thrust. ‘’Shittt,’’ he hissed as I felt him release inside of me.

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‘’I’m sorry if I was too rough,’’ Roman apologized. We were lying under the covers, TV on but I don’t think either of us was actually watching.

‘’I’m sorry for ignoring you,’’ I said, looking up at him. He grinned as he wrapped his arm around me, kissing me on the head.

‘’You’re mine now y/n, there was a reason why the universe brought us together again, Our love is just too strong,’’ he quietly said, making me smile. I looked up, finding him half asleep.

‘’I’m not going anywhere Roman.’’ I kissed his lips and put my head back on his chest.

rayer132  asked:

Love the Voltron Family AU!! Gets better with every ask! I was wondering if Shiro and Keith have had a big fight? I mean like someone leaves for the night, or crashes at someone else's place? If so, what's the fight about, how do they resolve it? Who stays with the kids and comforts them? Sorry this is angsty.

[The Voltron Family] Keith got another promotion at work + becoming a Best Selling Author, so the company was throwing him a formal gathering to celebrate his success. He told Shiro and the kids about it a few days before the event. Keith went home early to pick up the kids and make sure they all wear their formal attires. All of them were wearing beautiful tuxedos and Keith couldn’t be any prouder of a Dad. “Beautiful, all three of you.”

The four of them arrived at the venue and Keith went out—leaving the kids to eat all the fancy food at the event—to call Shiro.

Keith: Hey, baby. What time will you make it here? It’s about to start.
Shiro: Oh baby. I’ll be home around 10pm so I can’t make it to dinner. You and the kids can just eat without me. A friend had an emergency and I volunteered to cover his shift since no one else was available and I can’t just leave either. *notices that Keith was quiet* Baby?
Keith: You forgot, didn’t you?
Shiro: Forgot what? 
Keith: I cannot believe you. This is the third time you’ve done this.
Shiro: Keith?
Keith: It’s my celebratory event, Takashi. I told you this last Monday and basically the whole week. This was supposed to be an important night of my life and I wanted my whole family to be present so I could thank and celebrate with you four.
Shiro: Oh shit. *eyes widens* It’s tonight?! I fucked up. Oh my god. Keith, I’m—
Keith: I hope you enjoy hospital food. *ends the call*

Keith sighed and he wanted to just punch someone or anything. He ran his hand through his hair and let out another exasperated sigh. Keith had had enough of Shiro forgetting events and sometimes he hated the fact his husband was too nice he’d always try to help his colleagues even if it meant missing the events to celebrate his spouse’ achievements.

Hunk: Daddy? Are you okay? *worried*
Keith: *turns around and sees 13 year old Hunk* Oh, hey, baby. I’m fine.
Hunk: *holds Keith’s hand* *looks around* Is Daddy Shiro coming?
Keith: *shakes head* *sad smile* He isn’t. It’s just us tonight. *pulls Hunk for a hug and kisses his forehead* C’mon let’s go back inside.

As they were walking back inside, Keith heard someone whisper as they passed by. “Adopted kids. Can you believe? Three different races too. Didn’t even adopt someone their own kind. Heard him and his husband earns a lot yet they couldn’t even bother with surrogacy. They’d rather have other people’s children. Wonder what they’re doing with all that money.”

Hunk: *eyes widens and stills* *hand suddenly went cold* *uncomfortable*
Keith: *squeezes Hunk’s hand* Don’t mind them, sweetheart.

The husband isn’t even here. Tells you a lot about their family. Gay families never work out, especially if you mix kids in the picture.” Keith had to grit his teeth before he turned around to face the people talking about them.

As soon as Shiro unlocked the front door, Keith was there to greet him, looking pissed. Keith had a bag and his jacket in one hand, as if he was ready to leave.

Keith: *doesn’t look at Shiro* *busies himself with checking the insides of his bag* Don’t forget Lance’s baseball practice tomorrow at 6, Pidge has soccer at 7 and Hunk’s field trip at 5am, meet up place at their school Gate 4. I’ll take my leave now. *steps forward to the door*
Shiro: *grabs Keith’s arm* Hey, where are you going?
Keith: *turns to look at Shiro in the eye* I don’t think I can handle sleeping beside you tonight after what happened. I want to cool my head off and I honestly don’t want to punch your face, Takashi. So I suggest you let go of my arm right now.
Shiro: *lets go of Keith’s arm* *nods slowly*
Keith: I had some lasagna and cordon bleu taken home from the event for you. Just heat it up in case you’re hungry. I’ll see you tomorrow. Goodnight. *walks out of the door and closes it*
Shiro: *sighs loudly* I fucked up so bad. Oh god. *buries his face in his hands*
Pidge: *was sitting all along by the stairs* You kinda did.
Shiro: *turns to Pidge* Mind telling me what happened?

They all gathered at the master bedroom and decided to have a sleepover because Shiro felt so miserable. The kids shared what happened that night. The first one was Keith got into a row with some important people because they insulted their little family. How Keith still thanked Shiro for being a supportive husband even though he couldn’t make it to which apparently Keith looked like he was choking up. Shiro felt so guilty. How Keith was all fake smiles throughout the night, how obvious he was forcing himself despite the horrible mood he was in. How much he just wanted Shiro to be there with them.

Keith was about to get in bed in his hotel room when he heard someone knock. He groaned because he was pretty sure he had the “DO NOT DISTURB” sign outside. He opened the door when suddenly he was engulfed into a hug.

Shiro: *buries his face in Keith’s hair* I’m sorry. I’m really really sorry. I’m sorry I forgot. I’m sorry I couldn’t make it and wear that beautiful tux you chose for me. I’m sorry I couldn’t be there to clap for you while you deliver your thank you speech. I’m sorry for not being there to punch those people who insulted our kids and our marriage. I’m sorry for missing one of the most important events of your life. I’m sorry I wasn’t there to hold your hand to calm you down because you don’t like public speaking. I’m sorry for being such a workaholic jerk who didn’t seem to notice that his husband worked so hard for their family and just wanted to celebrate together with the kids tonight. I’m so sorry for doing this to you for the third time. I’m so sorry you had to handle everything on your own. I know I cannot go back and change what I’ve done. I’m so sorry, Keith. I really am. *hugs Keith tighter*
Keith: *clutches onto Shiro and hold him tightly* *buries his head into Shiro’s neck* *starts crying* You stupid, stupid, stupid jerk.

They go back home together that night and Shiro made it up to Keith the next day when they were both alone for the whole day, starting with breakfast in bed when Shiro got home after driving the kids to their destinations. Shiro got a morning kiss from Keith and that was a good start.

Come to think of it… why do we even need to leave right now?


I’ll be honest, I had no idea what I was doing with him after I’ve gone past the lineart and flats stages. My brain kinda went, “Whoa, Wheatman is bad now! Better make 75% of this thing purple shadows and put some glow-y red crap on dem eyesssss!”

Although while I did this I was imagining how Musical!Wheatley looked like as he said the line stated above as he was turning towards Chell, glasses off. Maybe just think about that.

Auston Matthews - Part 31

One more part to go and I’m emotional

Waking in the morning in a sea of sheets and Auston’s face nestled against my shoulder, I can’t help but stare down at him. His hair is a complete mess, and I can already see the shadow under his eyes from lack of sleep. We had spent the night gently waking each other until we were both utterly exhausted. Even though he had played games on back to back nights, he still lasted longer than I had. Now looking down at him, his bare chest just visible from me throwing the sheets off, probably from overheating from his body and mine, I can hardly believe I’m waking up next to him again.  

               I try to lay there as long as I possibly can, letting Auston sleep but my bladder doesn’t let it last much longer. Luckily, he’s only resting his torso against me and I’m able to wiggle my legs to the edge of the bed, though getting his head off my shoulder proves to be a little more difficult. I move as slowly as I possibly can but it still wakes him. Auston blinks his brown eyes at me, the tired expression on his face melting my heart and a small part of me dies.

               “Hi,” I whisper, smiling at him while lightly touching his face with my fingertips.

               “Hi,” he whispers back, taking a deep breath and sighing, nuzzling my chest and frowning when he realizes I have a t-shirt on. “I don’t remember you getting dressed?” He asks, picking at the shirt with his finger.

               “After the last time, you were kinda out of it after…” I bite my lip to keep from laughing when his eyes narrow at me.

               “I remember that very clearly, just nothing after,” he says and I giggle.

               “As much as I would prefer to lay here with you… I really have to go the bathroom,” I shift my legs and make a face at him.

               “Fine,” he pouts and detangles his arm from around my waist and lifts himself on to his elbow so I can slide out from under him. The sheet pools at his waist and I blush, quickly looking away. Auston chuckles and pinches my side.

               “Still shy?” He asks, grabbing my arm and pulling me down for a kiss.

               “I’m not shy! I’m just being respectful!” I protest but let him kiss me anyways.

               “You can disrespect me anytime you want,” he smirks up at me and I swat at his bare chest.

               “Auston!” I scold and he laughs.

               “Hurry back,” he says, putting his hands behind his head and giving me a look that makes my stomach clench.

               I make to stand up and instantly have to sit back down, wincing slightly.

               “Everything okay?” Auston asks, frowning at me and probably wondering why my face is fifty shades of red.

               “Uh… yeah, everything’s good,” I say quickly, gritting my teeth and cringing as I stand again. Oh my god! I whimper quietly as I retreat to the bathroom, closing the door behind me and leaning against it, letting out a sigh of pain. Dear God, what did he do to me? I stumble to the sink and look into the mirror. My eyes are too bright and my cheeks a dusting of red, a slightly smug look on my face but also a twinge of discomfort.

               When I walk back out into the bedroom he’s still laying on the bed, his eyes flash up my bare legs to my face.

               “Quit just standing there and come here,” he says, holding out a hand to me.

               I gingerly make my way to bed and hope he doesn’t notice. “You’re walking funny.” So much for that.

               “I am not,” I mutter, climbing onto the bed and resting on my knees beside him.

               “You are, I didn’t mean to make you sore,” he says outright and I blush furiously, looking anywhere but at him.

               “Why are you so blunt with everything?” I ask him exasperated.

               Auston laughs and rests a hand on my leg, squeezing it gently.

               “Because I’m comfortable with you,” he says and I warm at his words, biting my lip to hide my smile.

               “Come here,” he whispers, wrapping his arm around my waist and pulling me across him, kissing my neck before rolling me underneath him. “I’ll make you feel better,” he whispers against my skin and shiver.

               “I don’t remember you becoming a nurse,” I mutter and he grins.

               “Well, I feel a little responsible…” he starts and I cut him off.

               “A little?” I ask him and he laughs.

               “Okay, fully responsible. Although, you did wake me more times than I woke you,” he adds and I smile shyly up at him.

               “Worth it,” I mumble and as he nips at my neck.

               “However, you do need to lose the shirt in order for me to fully make up to you,” he says, his hands already at the hem and tugging it up my belly.

               “Right… I’m sure the shirt is just hindering your best possible performance…” I muse at him, though I arch my back to help.

               “You were hardly awake last night, obviously I wasn’t up to par,” he says, his lip trailing down my throat.

               “Less talking, more showing,” I whisper, my eyes closing on their own.

               “Whatever you want.”

-

               Less than an hour later I’m stepping out of the shower and towel drying my hair when I hear the front door open and my dogs bounding up the stairs, overly hyped up after a play session with Auston outside. They come barreling into my room and look around for a second before they spot me and jump around at my knees.

               “Morning, girls,” I laugh, leaning down and kissing them both on their soft heads.

               Auston appears behind them, a little out a breath still.

               “Mitch texted me and asked it was safe for him to come over,” Auston says, grinning at me.

               “Ahh, fun police Mitchell swooping in,” I roll my eyes playfully.

               “Funny, he says the exact same thing about you,” he says and I scowl.

               “Of course he does. It’s not my fault he’s like a five year old when he eats!”

               Auston holds his hands up in mock surrender. “I’m just relaying information, babe. Mind if I shower?” He adds, and I notice his overnight bag at his feet.

               “No, go ahead,” I say, moving past him into the bedroom and towards my closet.

               Auston gets in the shower, not bothering to close the door at all much to my embarrassment. Wonder what its’ like be so confident… I step back into the bathroom to brush my teeth and Auston’s phone goes off next to the sink. I glance at it out of habit of looking at my own and notice his background is a picture of me. Going still, I tilt my head at the screen and try to ignore my heart pounding against my ribs.

               “Hey Auston?” I ask through a mouthful of toothpaste.

               “Yeah?” He says.

               “What are you doing next Saturday? You don’t have a game do you?” I ask him, rinsing my toothbrush under the sink tap.

               “No, why?”

               “Well… um…” I blush for a reason unknown to me, suddenly unbearably shy.

               I hear the curtain pull back slightly and I can see Auston’s head sticking out.

               “Were you going to ask me on a date?” He smirks at me and I turn even redder.

               “No!” I snap, looking anywhere but at him, choosing the ceiling to stare at. “I mean yes,” I admit, chewing on my tongue.

               I don’t have to look at Auston to know that his face is nearly splitting in two with a grin.

               “Then ask me,” he teases and I make a face at him.

               “Do I have to?” I whine, and his face lights up even more.

               “Yep, I think someone asked me if I wanted to hang out with them next Saturday… better have a good reason to cancel on them…” he says and I know he’s lying.

               Scrunching my nose, I face him and right when I open my mouth he talks over me.          

               “Can you not look like you just stepped in dog shit while asking me? Kinda gives me a bad vibe,” Auston says, biting his lip to hide his laugh.

               I huff at him and put on the sweetest face I possibly can, leaning into him slightly until I feel the mist from the shower.

               “Auston, will you please be my date to my cousin’s wedding on Saturday?” I bat my eyelashes at him, and push my arms together which in turn presses my boobs together and his attention goes directly to my chest.

               “You stand like that, I’ll say yes to whatever you want,” Auston says and I smile, I go to pull away but Auston grabs my waist and pulls me half into the shower, my upper half once again getting completely soaked.

               “Auston!” I squeal, trying in vain to pull away. “I just got dry!” I complain through my laugh.

               “Oh, I don’t believe that for a second,” Auston whispers alluringly to me and I hit his arm.

               “What are you? A jack rabbit?” I pull back out of the shower much to his amusement and peel my now sopping wet shirt off and throw it in the sink. Auston peeks out at me right when I go for the clasp of my bra and I scowl at him, deciding to go into my closet to take that off, this time much to his disappointment.

               Half an hour later I’m scarfing down my cereal while Auston makes an omelet, he eyes my cereal warily and opens his mouth to speak and I cut him off with a wave of my hand.

               “Don’t you dare say a single damn thing about my cereal. I’m not the professional athlete, I can eat whatever the hell I want,” I say without even looking up from the maze on the back of my Reese’s Puffs box.

               Auston shuts his mouth and goes about getting his breakfast ready. There’s a knock on the door a few minutes later which surprises me, but then in barges Mitch and Will and the surprise disappears. They immediately weasel their way into the kitchen and Mitch opens the fridge and throws a scowl at me.

               “You didn’t even notice did you?” He asks me.

               I look up from my cereal puzzled, “What?”

               Mitch reaches in and when he pulls back, in his hand is two bags of carrots and he throws them on the counter in front of me and I raise my eyebrows at him.

               “I bought you your carrots and you didn’t even notice!” Mitch exclaims and I stare at him for a moment before bursting out laughing at the ridiculous expression on his face. “Too busy with your fancy new telescope to even care,” Mitch mutters under his breath and I laugh harder.

               “I appreciate the carrots, Mitchell,” I eventually am able to get out through my laughs. “You’re no longer on my shit list,” I wink at him and he rolls his eyes, flinging the carrots back into the fridge and going into the living room to pout and play COD with some guys online.

               Eventually Auston goes and joins them, all three of them with their headsets on. I lean back across the counter I just cleaned in the kitchen and watch them. My two dogs seem to decide that Mitch is at the perfect level for a kiss attack and I hear his protests as they knock him over onto his back and proceed to step on and kiss every exposed part of him, much to the amusement to Will who is apparently on a different team as Auston and Mitch and proceeds to kill Mitch’s character.

               The two quickly get into a heated argument once Mitch rights himself and fights off the attack of Zalla and Andie. I press my lips together in a smile as I watch them, and can only imagine what is being said by the guys who aren’t here.

               A beam of sunlight suddenly comes in through the window behind my sink and crosses across my toes on the floor. I move closer to the window, still facing into the living room and bring my wrist up to the sunlight, the beam hitting the center charm and sending a thousand sparkles across my kitchen and into the living room.

               Auston looks up from his controller and meets my eyes. A thoughtful expression on his face as I send another shower of sparkles sprawling across the room. I return my attention to the charm, zeroing in on the individual points and markings, wondering why I didn’t kiss Auston seven weeks ago when he slid it across the table to me.  

fuck me up pt.3

Daddy kink (is that really a warning with me?), fucking on counters, fingering (kinda), eating out, unprotected sex ( w r a p it up kiddos) really bad writing of smut. Lol send help.

Part One / Part Two / Part Three


“Daveed, I’m back.” you hollered as you carried a couple bags in your hands. You heard a groan as you shut the door, your eyes adverted to the bedroom where a faint light glowed.

“Are you okay?” you asked as you walked into the room, setting down the bags. His head shook, the mess of curls moving with it. Your lips turned into a line and you sat on the bed, your body dipping the soft mattress and blankets as he let out another groan.

“Babe,” you whispered, “What’s wrong?” he didn’t answer like he normally would, he just groaned.

Again.

Your hand touched his lower back and pressed down softly. “Is it work?” you asked as he nodded.

“Clipping. or Hamilton?” you already knew the answer.

Hamilton had been killing him for the last few weeks as they learned choreography.

“Hamilton.” he murmured into the pillow. A small laugh left your lips as you worked your hands up his back. Taking out most of the knots.

“What can I do to make you feel better?” you asked and moved up the bed so you could lay your head on his shirtless back.

“I don’t know.” he murmured. Your lips pressed a kiss behind his ear, a place that drove him crazy, before pushing your hands into his hair.

“Figure something out, I’ll do anything to make you happy.” you kissed his neck before getting up. You kicked off your shoes you had worn before stripping off the jeans and tee shirt. Your bra followed it as you reached for Daveed’s ripped sweater.

“Why do you even have this?” you giggled as he looked at you. His eyes were filled with many emotions but the one that always overpowered them was the love and adoration he had for you.

“You look cute in it so I keep it around,” he mumbled and kept his head deep in the pillow. You smiled and walked out of the room, the sound of your feet hitting the ground softly as you walked to the kitchen.

“What do you want to eat?” you asked and waited for a response as you pulled out your premade salad. Daveed let out another groan as the sound of loud pitter patter made its way into the kitchen. His body pressed against the wall. Your eyebrow raised and you grabbed an apple, going to cut it. Daveed stopped you for a moment before he spoke up.

“I do not want to eat that,” he spoke allowed,

“Then what do you want to eat?” you asked while turning to set the apple back in its place before you felt hands on your waist.

“You.” he growled in your ear before biting the skin that met with your ear and jaw.

“Oh,” you whispered and allowed his hands to travel up your body. You allowed a short breath to leave your lips once his hands reached your breasts. His large hands massaged your tender breasts through the material of the sweater.

A soft moan erupted from you, a smirk played along Daveed’s lips before he moved his hands away from you to pull his sweaty body away from you, leaving you with only your panties.

You were his.

“Do you want me to eat you, Kitten?” Daveed asked, the nickname making your legs weak for a millisecond. His hands went back to your breasts. This time his fingers pinched your nipples before twisting a little. Another moan came from your mouth at these actions.

“Daveed,” you whispered in an attempt to tell him what you wanted. A small hum left his lips before he pulled his hands away.

His hands moved away from you but tapped your thighs singling you to jump, which you did. Your legs wrapped around his waist as your lips met with his once again.

Your tongues battled for dominance for a moment before he pulled away from you. His teeth digging into your bottom lip before letting the flesh go.

“What do you want?” he asked as you whined, your eyes met with his before you spoke up.

“I want you,” you whispered.

“Who?” he asked as his hand left your thigh to unbuttoned his pants.

“You daddy,” you told him as a smirk played along his lips. “Good girl.” he praised before meshing your lips together again. You felt his hard cock against your throbbing clit once his pants we off his body. Once they were completely gone he began to grind against you.

“Who?” He asked again, “You! God, you!” A smirk grew on his lips as you let out a loud moan.

His hands pulled at your shorts for a moment. You lifted your body for him to remove the thin material, along with your shirt and panties. He slid his hands down your thighs and to your throbbing center. His fingers grazed against your clit. A loud moan erupted from his movements.

Daveed moved his fingers against your clit once more as he slid down your body so he was kneeling in front of your body.

His tongue made contact with your slit, he slowly licked up the length of your pussy as you whined. A smirk formed on his lips again as he made his way to your clit, sucking on it before taking his plump lips from you.

His fingers brushed up and down your thighs before he moved his mouth away from your clit to allow his fingers to press against it. He stared at you to watch your facial expressions. The way your nose scrunched, how your eyes squeezed shut and how you moaned loudly at the way he moved his fingers against you.

“I want you on my cock so bad,” Daveed told you, “This soaking pussy squeezing against my cock, God I can’t wait.” He moaned out, your eyes opened for a moment as you looked down at him.

“Then why wait?” You asked, he smiled and removed his fingers from you and lifted himself up. He peeled off his boxers and pushed you down by your shoulders. The head of his cock pressed against your entrance before slowly entering you. A loud gasp escaped from both of you. A pushed fully into you before stopping himself so you could adjust.

“Move.” You whispered and pushed your hips up. He gripped your hips in his large hands and started to move his hips into yours. Thrusting back and forth inside you.

“You feel so good, Daddy.” You moaned out and reached your hands up to push through his hair. His hand met with your wrists and pushed them both above your head. You pushed against his pressure before giving up while he used his hips into yours harder and faster.

“Do you need to cum?” He asked in a soft whisper, the feeling all of sudden coming over you. A nod erupted from you before he groaned. He was close.

“Cum.” He ordered, your pussy tightened around his cock as you began to cum around him. A few thrusts later he was cumming. His warm liquid coating your walls while he pulled out.

He let go of your wrists. “Thank you.” He whispered and kissed your lips quickly before pulling away and helping you up.

“Yeah.” You whispered and wrapped your arms around his naked body.

“I love you.” He whispered in your ear as you repeated the words.

“Can we sleep?” You asked and heard him laugh before guiding you to the bedroom.


[Masterlist]

so im at work and bagging for this lady and her little kid and the kids askin me about what its like being a big kid and all that so he goes “do you have a girlfriend? is she pretty?” and i live in a pretty liberal area and it was pretty quiet in the store so i just calmly responded “actually i have a boyfriend, but he’s fairly pretty” and the mom just kinda pauses on her phone and looks down at her son like please dont say anything bad please dont embarrass me but he just gets so fuckin excited and is like “you can do that ???? i didnt know boys were allowed to have boyfriends!!” and hes turns to his mom and is pulling at her phone trying to get her attention and is just really excited like “mom did you know that ? can i have a boyfriend instead of a girlfriend ??” and she just started laughing and was like “if you want sure” and they took their groceries and left and im just standing there like

DID THAT JUST HAPPEN

THAT WAS SO CUTE

Update

     I’ve finally finished replacing all of my links on my blogger! I obviously didn’t get my account back so I had to create a new one and start from 0. And replacing about 100 links isn’t that easy! But hopefully everything will be good from now on, any problem just message me!

     About the incident. I want to thank everyone who supported me after what happened, especially those who took time of their day to message me privately. I’m really thankful to have you on my side.
     I’ve received A LOT of messages from people who were contacted by this girl, most of them got attacked by her, simply because they were on my side or even just liking/re-blogging the post… I’m sorry if she messaged you and was rude to you. I guess some people really don’t have anything better to do with their lives! Also a lot more people have come forward saying that this girl has threatened them too, and deleted their accounts… She’s also twisting her words and trying to turn me into the bad guy. But I explained everything that I had to explain, it’s kinda obvious by now who’s the bad guy here.

     I’ll be taking a break now. I’m just so done with all this drama. I know it might not seem like a lot for some of you, but this really affected me. I’m not in the right place mentally and financially to keep doing this. Don’t worry, I won’t be gone forever. Just a little time till I can get back on my feet. I’ll still be here re-blogging and supporting my favorite people though! I hope you can understand. Thank you ♥

anonymous asked:

23 w Jughead (and maybe it's the reader's first kiss ever?, but it's totally up to u) ❤

You were at Veronica Lodge’s house on Friday night. After the football game ended, Veronica invited you, Betty, Archie, Jughead, and Kevin over to her house. That’s how you found yourself playing truth or dare at midnight in the Lodge’s elegant living room.
“It’s your turn, (Y/N),” Veronica grinned mischievously. “Truth or dare?”
“Uh… truth,” you shrugged, playing it safe. There was a moment of silence while Veronica tried to think of a question. Finally, she perked up.
“Who was your first kiss?” she asked. Everyone else in the room perked up a bit. You didn’t notice that Jughead, out of all the others, seemed the most interested in finding out the answer.
“Oh, um…” you trailed off awkwardly.
“Come on, (Y/N), it can’t be that bad,” Betty said. “Whoever it was, we won’t judge you.”
“Well the thing is,” you replied, “I kinda… haven’t had my first kiss yet.”
“Really?” Veronica and Kevin questioned at the same time.
“Yeah,” you shrugged. The game continued, more questions and dares being tossed between the six of you. 

It was Jughead’s turn to ask someone.
“(Y/N),” he said, “truth or dare?”
“Dare,” you answered. Almost immediately, he told you the dare.
“Kiss me.” Tentatively, you shifted towards Jughead. When you were right in front of him, you let your eyelids flutter shut as you leaned in towards him. He also began to lean in, and the two of you met in the middle. There were no sparks or fireworks; it was a sweet and simple kiss, but it still left both of you blushing as you pulled apart. Everyone else in the room cooed at the two of you. For the rest of the night, you and Jughead exchanged glances.

“(Y/N), truth or dare?” Kevin asked. You shrugged.
“Truth.”
“How was your first kiss?” You turned to look at Jughead and grinned.
“My first kiss was amazing.”