it gives your lips this tingly feeling

Fuck you Holland

Series: Tom Holland Imagines

Relationship: Tom Holland x Reader

Request by: @iamaquackson  Summarized:Tom and the Reader get into a fight and then… HOT MAKEUP SEX.

Warnings: SMUTTTT, Swearing cause it’s the best and Tom does IRL :,) DID I MENTION SMUT? SO IF YOU’RE BOTHERED PLS DON’T BOTHER READING.

Word Count: HELLA LONG 2,500 + Felt in a descriptive mood in the beginning x)


[Reader’s POV]

   Tonight you were going out to a club with Tom and Harrison. You couldn’t wait for a drink, it’d been a long day and you needed it. Tom had an interview and wanted to go out to drink. Harrison was with him today and it was always fun with the both of them.

   You were currently getting ready for tonight looking through your closet. Sliding the hangers to the side as you looked at some of Tom’s favorite things he liked you to wear. You were getting laid tonight after not seeing him for two weeks. It was going to happen, you needed it.

     The dress you picked was a black short dress that fit you perfectly. You called it the holy grail dress cause Tom’s hands are all over you whenever you wear it. Slipping it on you look at yourself in the mirror.  Turning around to see it hugging your ass , a grin on your face at the sight. Reaching for your heels you set them on the floor.  Bending over you pick up the heel that tipped over.

“Fucking hell, you’re wearing the dress” Tom’s voice comes from behind you making you look. His gaze is glued to your barely covered ass.

“Yeah I am, now lets go and have fun” you smile slipping on your heels and walking out of the closet. Tom quickly following behind you smacking your ass hard. A yelp leaves your lips as you see your boyfriend run towards the front door.

“Bitch!” you shout at him rubbing the stinging feeling away.

“Jerk!” He sticks his tongue out at you before opening the door.


    The music vibrated to your bones as you danced along to the music. Your feet were aching but you were not taking these expensive heels off. A smile on your face as you danced with Tom. His hands slid down your body from starting at your breasts down to your hips. You could feel how hard he was as you were grinding against him.

    Your back was against firm chest as your hips swayed to the beat. Harrison was in the corner making out with some random red haired girl. A few people recognized Tom but haven’t bothered him. Women stared at him like he was a piece of meat. Turning around in his arms you pull his shirt. Crashing your lips against his in a needy kiss. His hand caresses your face as his other grips your ass tightly.

    A small moan leaves your lips as he lifts your leg to wrap around his waist. You could feel your heartbeat pounding in your chest. Tom bites your lower lip tugging it a bit. Tangling your fingers in his curls pulling them a bit. Tom lets your leg go once Harrison walks over with the red haired girl. 

    You were left panting in Tom’s arms as him and Harrison yelled at each other to hear each other. Giving up of trying to hear each other the four of you walk back over to the seating area. The red haired girl holding onto Harrison, her eyes practically eye fucking him. Your lips were red and tingly from the intense makeout session with Tom.

“Mate, we’re going to head out.. see you for our workout sesh tomorrow” Harrison hugs Tom before walking away with the girl.

“I n-need a drink, I’ll be back baby” you kiss Tom on lips before walking away from him. You head over to the bar pushing through the crowd of people. Making your way to the bar you grab a bartenders attention. Holding onto the bar for support due to your feet aching. 

“What can I get you,it’s on the house” He grins looking down at you, jesus he’s tall. He sends you a wink leaning against the bar counter. Smiling up at him you ask him for two shots of tequila and a Corona. 

    Pouring the shots for you he sets them down. You take them quickly biting into the lime that was placed beside the glasses on a small dish.  He hands you the beer that you gladly take. Taking a couple of sips sighing from the feeling of the alcohol buzzing through your system.

    Holding the beer as you make your way back to see something that makes your blood boil. Another woman was with Tom, her hands all over him. His eyes widen when he sees your figure behind her. Before he can even say anything you yank her hair pulling her backwards. 

    Pulling down so she falls on her ass, her stiletto breaking from the fall. Her face holds fear as she tries to get up. You place your heel on her chest making her stop moving. The look in her eyes held fear , people around you started to form.

“I don’t know who the fuck you are but if I ever see you around Tom again I won’t stop from breaking a bottle on your whore head” your tone full of venom as you pour your beer down on her face. She struggles but your heel digs into her chest making her cry in pain. Her coughing as she choked on the alcohol filled the air.

“Babe, stop people are recording” Tom pulls your arm pulling you off the woman. Turning around you get out of his grasp throwing your empty beer bottle on the ground. The glass shattering flying in different directions.

“I’m leaving Tom” your eyes filling with tears as you shove people out of the way. Your legs shakily walking as fast as they could towards the entrance. Tom calling after you making you grit your teeth. 

     Walking out into the chilly night air made your buzz end immediately. The wind blows your hair behind your hair behind your shoulders. You knew where Tom lived and would walk until you could get an uber or something. The sound of your heels clicking filled the London air. A shiver running down your spine as another gush of wind blew by. 

    A car was slowly driving next to you as you walked. Looking over to see Tom’s Audi slowly driving next to you. The window rolling down to show Tom looking at you. Cars were lining up behind him but you didn’t care.

“Darling,get in the car please!”Tom begs as you keep walking down the sidewalk. You couldn’t even stand to look at his face right now.

    The car stops and Tom gets out causing cars to honk. He walks over to you lifting you over his shoulder effortlessly. Damn his strength. Your legs thrashing as he carried you to the Audi. 

    Opening the car door he tosses me into the back seat .Locking the door till he gets to his side of the car. Unlocking it he gets in keeping it locked making you pout in the back seat. The whole car ride home was dead silent.


“She was all over you Tom” you rip your hand out of his. If you could see a color it would be red. He knew how you felt when you went out together. She was practically grinding on him.

“Wait, are you going to blame me? You’re not as innocent as you think darling” Tom seethes walking into right after you. Snapping your head in his direction so fast your hair flipped over your shoulder. Your eyes narrowing into slits over at your boyfriend.

“Fucking excuse me? ” You snap walking up to him poking his toned chest with your maroon acrylic nail. Is he trying to seriously turn this on you?

“You were practically flirting with the bartender for drinks, don’t think I didn’t see..” Tom’s posture changing into a tense stance. His face held anger just like yours.You didn’t even flirt with the bartender? What the fuck.

“Fuck you Holland” you slap him across the face leaving a handprint on his cheek. The slap hurting your hand cause part of your palm hit his jawline. Adrenaline pumping through your veins watching as Tom’s chest rose up and down quicker.

“Fuck you” he grits out through his teeth. Your hand was trembling as you reached for the ring on your left hand. Taking it off you throw it at his chest making it ricochet off somewhere else.

“Take your ring Tom, I knew you weren’t ready to commit” tears were falling down your cheeks as you head towards the bedroom. Anxiety was flowing through you as you headed towards the closet. Kicking off the heels Tom got you and reaching for your suitcase.

“Angel, please it wasn’t what you thought, I swear I didn’t even have my hands on her… She was so damn perss-”

“We’re fucking engaged Tom and you even let her get near you like that?” you laugh grabbing clothes and throwing them in the suitcase. Fear was sketched over his features as he watched you pack. You two have never gotten into a heated argument like this, let alone pack a bag.

“Angel,listen to me dammit!” Tom grips your body pulling it to his. Feeling his hands cup your cheeks making you look at him. Your eyes lowering to his lips as he talked but you tuned him out. Gripping his head pulling his face to yours pressing your lips against his. 

    Your mouths move in a perfect sync as he pushes your body against the wall. A gasp leaves your lips when your back hits the wall. Tom takes the advantage of sliding his tongue into your mouth. His hand lifting your leg around his waist. 

“T-Tom” you moan out as his lips move to your neck. The feeling of him sucking the skin made your knees weak and you dripping wet. That is your weak spot and he knows it.

    His hands reach behind you unzipping the dress letting it fall down to the floor. Your body naturally chilled when the air touches your skin. His body heat instantly warming your skin up. His lips leave a trail down your body leaving you a breathless mess. 

    Watching as he slid your thong down your thighs . Stepping out of them he throws them to the side. Lifting your leg above his shoulder you place your hands on the wall for some kind of support. Lord knows you’re going to need it.

“God, you’re so fucking beautiful..” His voice low with arousal as he kisses the inside of your thigh. Feeling his lips moving slowly towards where you wanted him the most. He bites the inside of your thigh making your head tilt back.

“I-I’m still mad at y-” your sentence being cut off by his tongue licking up your slit swirling around your clit. A moan fills the air as you grip onto his curls. Looking down he sends a wink up at you making your legs wobble. His fingers sliding into your dripping pussy as he slowly pumps them in and out of you.

“Still mad at me Angel?” he asks giving your clit a kiss,still pumping his fingers in and out of you picking up a faster pace. The eye contact between the two of you made your breath hitch in your throat. Your hips were moving involuntarily needing more than just his fingers.

“F-Fuck Tom I-I” you couldn’t even form a sentence. Gripping his curls as pleasure builds up inside of you. Your stomach tightens as you feel the urge to cum.

   His fingers withdrawing from inside you making a whimper escape your lips. Tom lifts you up carrying you to the bed. Laying you down on the soft black comforter. He strips himself of his shirt unbuttoning it slowly. Sliding his shirt off letting it fall to the floor behind him. Your eyes watching his muscles move as he undressed himself.

He is a work of art.

   Tom gets on the bed positioning himself in between your legs. He groans as he slides the tip of his cock up and down your slit. Your breathing was shaky from the endorphins running through your body. He places his his forearm next to your head as he slides into you. A moan escapes Tom as he fills you up completely. 

“P-Please” you mumble against his neck.

   Veins prominent as he clenched his jaw tight,thrust going in and out of you quickly.His free hand grasped your hip tight, nails digging into your skin. Wrapping your legs around his waist pulling him closer. Moans were falling from your lips as he pounded into you.

   Gripping onto his back scratching your nails down his back. Tom hisses from you scratching his back, thrusts becoming deeper as he angled your hips up. Moans filled the air as he pounded into you, pleasure pulsing in your veins. Tom’s lips crash down on yours in a passionate kiss. His thrusts slowing down but hitting you deep still. 

   Running your fingers through his soft curls as the two of you kissed. A moan escaping you causes you to break the kiss. Your head turning to the side as his thumb rubs circles on your clit. Hot wet kisses were placed on your neck leaving you a panting mess. This man would be the death of you, how could you stay mad at him through all of this?

“You know you’re my girl right?” Tom breathes against your neck, his breath making your sore neck twinge. His hands grab yours entwining them place them beside your head. Tilting your hips up he goes deep hitting your g-spot repeatedly.

“Y-yes Tom, I’m yours” you moan out squeezing his hands as the pleasure built up inside you. Your legs were shaking from how close you were.

“Fuckin’ hell” Tom moans into your neck his thrusting getting faster. You could tell he was getting close because he was getting more and more vocal. The headboard banging against the wall the faster he went.

“I’m gonna cum” you whimpered as Tom rested his forehead against yours.Reaching down he starts rubbing your clit in quick circles.

    Taking your free hand to place it on the side of his cheek. Guilt sinking your chest for slapping him earlier. Your thoughts being interrupted as your orgasm sends a wave of pleasure over you. Tom slows his thrusts as he releases letting out a low moan. You laid there panting as Tom rolls off of you. 

    Sitting up then falling back down on the bed due to fatigue hitting you like a bag of bricks. Tom gives you a quick kiss before getting off the bed. Your eyes staring at his ass cause it’s perfection. He grabs a pair of sweatpants from the floor slipping them on. 

    Tom tosses you his button up which you put on. Getting off the bed, your legs wobbling a bit as you walk over to a mirror buttoning the shirt up. Your curls were deflated and into waves now, your reflection wasn’t as bad as you thought. Tom leaves the room making a pain in your heart start to form. Looking over at your suitcase on the floor with clothes thrown carelessly into it.

“Now darling… I know you’re upset with me, but can you please forget about what happened tonight? I didn’t want her on me because I have you.. I chose you to spend the rest of my life with,not her.. Now I’m going to ask you again and pray you still love me.. will you marry me and be Mrs. Holland?” Tom asks holding up your engagement ring you threw earlier. 

    Nodding with tears in your eyes, you wrap your arms around his neck pressing your lips against his. He smiles grabbing your hand and slipping your ring back where it’s supposed to be. Placing your hand on his cheek he turns his head giving the palm a kiss. 

“I love you,Bitch” you grin at Tom playfully,a snicker following after.

“I love you,Jerk” he winks lifting you over his shoulder running towards the kitchen. The only sounds that filled the house was laughter, funny remarks and some Netflix.. maybe some chilling too..

A/N: Guess which tv show I was watching while I was typing this..

The Best Of Me- Chapter Two

Prologue, One

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Word Count: 1,138

Pairing: Reddie

Warnings: swearing

Chapter Two: Back To College 

It’s hard- to Eddie, at least. Richie doesn’t even know what’s going on. Well, only because Eddie doesn’t let anything on. He just continues on, every morning, every evening, and every night.

It’s been three weeks since Eddie had gone to Richie’s bed, and really, he doesn’t know what to do with himself. The last twenty-one days consisted of Eddie pretending like he’s fine, like his heart doesn’t beat fast and hard everytime Richie does, well, anything, or when he flashes a stupid smile in Eddie’s direction; his eyes shining.

Really, his heart doesn’t skip a beat at all.
He’s lying, of course.

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Requested by: anonymous. 

Prompt: Imagine reuniting with your Father, Carlisle, after decades and meeting Jasper, your mate, for the first time. 

Fandom: Twilight

You take many unnecessary deep breaths as you enter the small town of Forks. The unfamiliarity of the rain only adds to the tension you know is only a figment of your imagination what with the fact that your nerves have been frozen for a very long time. You know it’s silly that you’re nervous. He’s your Father, and it’s not like he doesn’t write to you often asking you to come and visit so turning up uninvited won’t upset him too much, if at all. You glance at the map sprawled across the passenger seat out of habit and make your way through, up and out of town, taking you towards the highway. You can hear as well as smell the household of vampires, including your Father, as you turn in and take a one way road. You hear a chorus of:

           ‘Who’s that?’

           ‘Should we be worried?’

           ‘What now?’

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5:01- jhk(m)

Originally posted by pjkook

the only thing thicker than water is blood.

(m)-mature / 4.1k words / vampire!hoseok / enjoy ! 

req; vampire hobi. that’s all I’d like to request you can do whatever kind of drabble or fic you please, but I need some vampire hobi 

*before you read please know there is death involved in the fic, so stop or be cautious before proceeding on if that is triggering for you, thank you

Current Time: 03:48 pm

You remove your sunglasses once you’re on his porch, adjusting the top of your bathing suit beneath your long shirt before knocking on his front door. Hoseok has lived here alone for barely a month now, and after being friends with him for so long, you find it odd that one day he just decided to leave his childhood home, abandon his family, and somehow get rich enough to buy this mansion along the beach that the two of you had met staring at from the outside.

But every time you went to ask him about it, something stopped you, or every time you thought you’d asked the last time you spoke to him, the answer seemed to have been completely forgotten in some unreachable corner of your brain. And in a peculiar twist of fate, the more you wanted to ask, the less you had answers to, and though you have been dying to see him, you only just now felt compelled to accept his invitation to come over for a swim.

He answers the door in nothing but swimming shorts, the deep lines and muscle along his chest marking him as different from the boy you remembered as well, letting him pull you in for a warm hug, nose nuzzling into your neck affectionately before letting you go.

“Finally!” He gives you a big smile, leading you from the entryway into the huge living room, “you accepted my invitation to come swim.”

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Too Cheesy? (Sebastian x Reader)

A/N: Hey guys!! So I actually kinda had fun writing this, and there was one part where it was just a little weird and I blame my mind😅 Anyways, I’m glad y’all liked my first Sebastian one, I hope y’all would like this too!! Enjoy!!

Request: Hey ❤️ Would you do another Sebastian Stan imagine where you’re dating and one day he comes back home still in his Bucky-outfit and he looks all hot with his messy hair and stubble so it happens you’re immediately all over him and you end up in bed but it’s all fluffy ? 😊😊 thank you

You sat on the couch, your legs stretched out in front of you as you lounged back on the arm of the couch, a book in hand. It was a rather slow day so far and you were bored, as it was a Saturday, you didn’t have work today so you ended up cleaning the house.

You perked up as you heard keys jingling at the front door. Setting the book aside, you moved to sit properly, knowing who it was.

“Honey, I’m home!”

Grinning, you stood up as you saw your boyfriend coming into view. Sebastian dropped his bag at the side and opened his arms to you as you ran forward and threw yourself into his arms, feeling him wrapped his arms around you tightly.

You pulled away and looked him up and down, seeing that he was in his Bucky attire, a black leather jacket that had no sleeve on his left arm as that’s where the metal arm was supposed to be. Sebastian’s long hair was ruffled and he hadn’t shaved, leaving him with a stubble, making him look especially handsome.

“I probably look a bit stupid with this jacket since I don’t actually have a metal arm to excuse the missing sleeve on this side, huh,” Sebastian said.

You waved it off as you gave him another hug, kissing him on the lips. Pulling away slightly to speak. “I think you look amazing.”

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Side to Side

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Word Count: 1293

Summary: With your loud music playing, you wake Bucky up in the middle of the day but the song seems to grow on him.

Warnings: Implied Smut, bad writing

A/N – As you can tell, I haven’t been as active on this blog so I’m still getting into the rhythm of writing Bucky again. I apologise again.

A/N 2 – This is my entry for my girl @caplansteverogers #caplansongficchallenge – and to use the prompt Side to Side – Ariana Grande – I hope you like it even though I think it’s a pile of crap.

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Jealous Shawn-Request by anon Hey everyone! it’s been a long time coming,but i was so blocked these past few weeks.This is my second time writing in second person,so bear with me.Hope you all enjoy!

“Quit staring it’s creepy” You blushed adding the finishing touches to your makeup.Shawn leaning against the door frame watching you admiration,eyeing your every move as you applied your ruby red lipstick.

“It’s romantic” He defended leaving his place,embracing you in his arms.Your breathing coming to a halt as he placed his chin on your bare shoulder,his cool breath sending shivers down your back. 

“We should just cancel this whole thing and have a party of our own.” He suggests kissing your neck,then softly nipped at,making a tingly feeling erupt between your legs.You swallowed the dry lump forming in your throat,Shawn picking up on the signals your body were sending him.He smirked making his way up your neck,burying his face into your long curls.

“Shawn” You whined gripping onto the bathroom counter top.

“Hmm” He responded continuing to graze his lips down your neck.You turn around facing him,his eyes full of lust as caressed your body with his hands.But you weren’t giving in,two can play this game.Turning him over,you press your bodies against the cold counter,grazing your lips against his teasingly.He smirks attempting pull you in closer,while you back away slowly.His forehead creasing in confusion,as he thought he was winning.

“Nice try,But not tonight Mendes”  You smile devilishly exiting the master bathroom,leaving him dumbfounded.

“Tease” He calls out from behind you.

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A Rough Ride

Summary: I have a slight obsession with Dean’s thighs. This is pure porn to let me fantasize about that.

Word Count: 1500

Warnings: smut, thigh riding

A/N: This is gratuitous and shameless, and I’m not even sorry. Hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it! Tagging some people who commented that they’d like to see this at the end :) XOXO

It was his thighs.

The rest of him was perfect. Both the Norse and the Greek gods would be jealous. Dean Winchester was tall and strong, broad shoulders, biceps that stretched the sleeves of his t-shirts, and a face so beautifully, ruggedly gorgeous you often wondered if he’d sold his soul for it.

But it was his thighs that got you.

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Frenemies (part 5)

Description: Archie begs the reader to join his and Jugheads road trip, and then ditches last minute.

Words: 942

Pairing: Jughead x Reader

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

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“Wait… you’re WHAT?” Veronica screeched, as both you and Jughead set your trays down at lunch on the first day of Junior year at Riverdale High.

Everyone was in shock, really. All your classmates remember you and Jughead fighting on the last day of sophomore year, screaming at one another about something now irrelevant. They were used to it, the fighting. What they weren’t used to was you and Jughead walking down the halls, close to one another. Pinky’s interlocked.

“We’re dating,” Jughead said to Veronica, who rolled her eyes. You looked around your group of friends, smiling.

“Well, I knew first.” Archie bragged. It was your turn to roll your eyes, a light blush to come across your face. You got lost in a daydream, remembering it like it was yesterday.

Soft moans echoed throughout the red-heads room. Jughead was on top of you, kissing your lips feverishly. His hand was snaking up your shirt, almost at your bra.

He bit your lip, then started making his way to your jaw, kissing the skin and nibbling on your neck. It was the first time you were ever this… close with Jughead, his black hair tickling your neck.

You were warm, tingly almost. The feeling you had right now was pure euphoria, so blissful. Your lips collided with his once more, sending shockwaves down your spine. You moaned into the kiss, tangling your fingers in his messy hair, beanie discarded on the bed next to you.

“Hey Jughead, I- woah!” Archie barges in, making you two pull away from each other as fast as you could. You looked over at Jughead, who was giving Archie a dirty look.

“Why aren’t you at football practice?!” Jughead accused, and Archie went into full defense mode.

“It was cancelled. But this is my room, and my best friend. You’re lucky I’m letting you stay here, Jones.” Archie said, kidding at the last sentence, but not any other part. “Now, what the hell is going on? When did this happen? Just yesterday it looked like you were going to kill each other when you were over and now this?!”

“Arch, this has been going on since the road trip…two months ago…” you say softly, and his eyes widen. “And yesterday we were just in a heated discussion because Jughead here didn’t want to watch my favorite movie with me and it made me upset.”

“You were being so overdramatic, it’s a movie, not the end of the world.” Jughead muttered, causing you to scoff and smack his shoulder.

“Wait so you’re saying…. That in the past month all the small ‘arguments’ you two have had were just little ‘relationship disagreements’?” Archie asked, confused. You nod.

“Yes, Archie. And it would be wonderful if you didn’t go blabbing about it to everyone you know.” You say.

“I’m not going to tell anyone… but if I catch you two almost about to have sex in my room again you’re both not my friend anymore.” Archie says, childlike, as he turns around to walk out.

“We weren’t about to have sex!” you shout after him, and Jughead gives you a quizzical look.

“Oh, we weren’t?” he asks, wagging his eyebrows at you. You shake your head, laughing softly as you begin to kiss him once more.

“You only knew first because you walked in on us.” Jughead said pointedly, and your eyes widened. Betty looked at both of you, her eyes also wide.

“He walked in on you two having sex?!” She whispered to you, and you shake your head furiously.

“We didn’t have sex,” you say matter – of – factly, and she nodded. It was Veronicas turn to lean in and join the girl talk.

“Okay, but if you two were to have had sex, would you tell us how good in bed he was?” she asked, and you giggled while Betty slapped her arm.

“On my word, I will.” You say, and she nods.

You all go back to lunch, talking about your classes for this year. You can feel eyes on you, people staring at the odd couple that is you and Jughead. He must notice at that same time, because he wraps his arm around you and kisses your temple.

“Don’t let them get to you baby girl.” He says, mumbling into your hair. You lean closer to him, listening in on the conversation amongst your friends. This side of Jughead was a shock.

Apart from on the road trip, where you didn’t see anyone that you’d see in your every day life, the PDA between the two of you was pretty non existent. Except for the pinky holding this morning (and of course, the little tender moment going on currently), Jughead preferred that everything stay behind closed doors.

“Wanna go to Pop’s later?” you look up at him, and he nods.

“Only if you’re buying, though.” He smiles, and you roll your eyes.

“Of course, of course,” You say. He unwraps his arm from around your shoulders, but places his hand on your thigh.

No more words are exchanged between the two of you during lunch, but his hand doesn’t leave your thigh.

Later at Pop’s that night, Kevin was sitting in a booth with Joaquin, when he spotted you and Jughead goofing off. You must’ve been making a joke, because Kevin had never seen Jughead laugh that hard, ever.

Joaquin turned around, looking at the pair of you.

“Hey, aren’t they the two that ruined that study session the one time? Because they were fighting?” he asked, and Kevin nodded.

“Oh yeah. But I always knew from the beginning that those two were endgame.”

A/N: Okay and that’s it! The last part of Frenemies! Thank you all who showed your love and support and I am so grateful. <3  If you want anything written, send in requests and I’ll definitely do them!

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Words On The Tips Of My Lips (Jimin BTS Fluff/Smut)

*Advanced Warning! Contain SMUT! Beware*

You glance to the side of you, and sure enough he’s staring at you.  You look back down to your desk, and fiddle with your pencil while your teacher lectures in the background. You peak again, and the boy sitting next to you smiles. Aw, How cute~ “Well, Y/N, Do you have anything you want to share with the class?” Your teacher asks as he towers over you. You shake your head. The teacher slaps his hands on your desk, “Focus on the lecture,” He walks away, and continues to talk about the biology of cells. You glare at the person next to you, and he just shrugs. It’s all their fault you got called out like that. Who is the mystery person next to you? Park Jimin, the most popular guy in college, famous for never having a girlfriend. 

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I got you anon! Just assume everything is the same, but without them kissing each other for even once during their routes. This will be including semi-AU scenarios, so I hope you don’t mind about it :) Its literally the longest I’ve ever written omg ~Admin Kei


-It was a few weeks after the official announcement of their relationship, when Zen and MC are watching a romantic movie in his house

-While they’re watching midway through the movie, the romantic scenes were getting cheesier, which somewhat left them in an awkward mood

- Being the sensitive type, he couldn’t help but stole a few glances towards his side. There she was, holding her cheeks on her palms, slightly blushing. It seems that she was really concentrated on the movie, since her soft gaze never left the television screen.

-A few minutes had passed and none of them dared to say a word. He was feeling even more conscious now, he thought, as he tried to find somewhere else to distract himself from the movie; he never thought that watching a movie that contains particular…kiss scenes with a female he confessed his love on could be such intense.

-“Get a grip, Zen. You know you’re better than this.” He mentally slapped his cheeks, putting his thoughts towards their recent relationship. They did occasionally share some physical intimacy, but it seems like its missing something…oh. His gaze landed back on the screen; the kiss is still ongoing.

-“I never even kissed MC…I’m so stupid.” Deciding that he should repay back her feelings on how she supported him throughout the time she’s joined RFA, he simply turned off the TV with the remote, which immediately gained back MC’s attention towards him.

-“W-What?” she blinked in confusion, as her thoughts soon returned to the atmosphere around the house. Before she could further ask what’s going on, he held onto her chin with his fingers, slowly pulling her towards him.

-The first kiss they shared on the lips was mild and sweet; her lips were pretty soft too, he thought. Although she knew that he did not dare to delve in further, she could still feel his hidden feelings that were waiting so desperately to be shown to her, and it was crazy. It truly shows how both of them love each other, considering time was not a factor at that moment.


-There’s still a few months left before their official wedding, when they arrived at a particular high-class restaurant for dinner.

-“I love the quiet atmosphere here, Jumin, thanks for inviting me.” She said, as he pulled the seat for her to sit in. “As long as its for you, I wouldn’t mind at all.” He he softly replied with a smile, as he eventually sat in front of her.

-After he ordered food from the menu, both of them began to share a conversation relating to the wedding and perhaps even their honeymoon in the future. Even when he’s a bit tired from all the working in his company, talking to his fiancée really restores his energy right away.

-“Sorry, I’ll be right back.” She stood up from the chair, slowly heading towards the bathroom. He did not reply, but instead kept his gaze on her back; the way her dress sways whenever she took a step, her hair bouncing up and down and the smile that seems to be lingering on the back of her head, all of them intrigues him. He just loves every part of her well-being, whether its her appearance or not.

-When he took a glance towards his surroundings, he realized that another couple was sitting at the farthest table, well…kissing. He did not particularly mind them showing affection in a public place, but it certainly reminded him that not even once did they ever kissed on the lips before, even after he proposed during the RFA party.

-After MC came back from the bathroom, they continued to eat while sharing a pleasant talk, as if nothing had happened before.

-Eventually, as they were sitting on his car with his driver on the front seat, he stares at her with a strange expression, leaving MC in a blank state. “Jumin?”

-He did not reply again, but instead placing his right hand on her cheek tenderly, initiating a kiss right before she could react from it. The kiss was somewhat rough, but she does not mind; not only she could feel the warmth crept up from his body, but also the long suppressed love he have been wanting to show her all this time. It was particularly enjoyable and memorable to both of them.


-It was another random day of them scrolling through the chatroom together in his home, when he came through a particular topic discussed by Zen and Seven.

Seven: I’ll give you a virtual kiss if you want some company Zen <3 <3

Seven: *inserts heart emoji here*

Zen: *inserts awkward emoji here*

Zen: I would rather get kissed by a fan than you Seven.

-“Yoosung, what’s wrong?” Oops. He hasn’t even realized that he zoned out a bit, while looking at the screen in front of him. “U-Um, its fine, MC! Nothing’s wrong!” He waved his hand to reassure her.

-When he returned his gaze towards the conversation that both Seven and Zen shared, he realized that their relationship hasn’t even advanced further, ever since he confessed his love towards her. He appreciates how she stayed by his side even when he tried to compare her with Rika, which he knows he shouldn’t do that in the first place, but he really wished that he could know more about her in-depth.

-”Why did I even decide to scroll through the chatrooms anyway…” He sighed mentally, knowing that they haven’t shared a kiss, for even once. Maybe he could do something about it?

-Unfortunately, his self-consciousness told him that it’ll probably be too early to do so, so he wasted a few hours playing multiplayer games with her, talking, cooking, the usual routine.

-“Maybe I shouldn’t be too subtle about it and instead ask her directly? Yup, this is definitely the best idea, even though I didn’t have my first kiss yet! Go Yoosung!” He kept making pep talks to himself during the meantime and its almost driving him into a non-stop blushing madness; its still a surprise that she haven’t noticed this yet.

-As soon as its almost time for her to leave, he simply grabbed onto her wrists, implying her to stay for a bit longer. “C-Can I kiss you before you leave?”

-When he saw that she froze on the spot, he took the chance and grabbed onto her shoulders, giving her a simple kiss. He did not dare to move, but it feels kind of tingly and nice, he thought. He could even smell the faint scent from her minted lip balm, which reminds him to buy more of those when he got time.


-It was just like any normal day in the café, but with MC helping her with the washing instead.

-“I really appreciate your help, MC, but it’ll be very tiring if you stayed with me for the whole day.” She said, with sadness added in her tone. She wouldn’t want her to be stressed out with the large amount of work, considering how she truly understands the meaning of being stressed when she’s still Jumin’s assistant.

-“I’m totally fine, Jaehee! Looking at the customer’s smiles always give me a boost of energy, plus its not that I have a lot to do anyway.” MC replied joyfully, as she continues washing the plates piled onto the sink.

-“Wow, she’s just so innocent…but that’s what I like about MC though.” She thought with a slight smile, complimenting the RFA coordinator in her mind. Ever since MC joined the RFA and befriended her, her sole existence already gave her a lot of confidence on being direct towards her own feelings. If its not MC who joined the RFA by accident, she might’ve been stuck being Jumin’s assistant, or worse, going to the hospital frequently because of over-stressing herself and a lack of sleep for almost every weekday.

-Before her thoughts could drift along any further, all the lights in her café suddenly went into an outage; the sun already setting didn’t help much too. Several customers began opening the flashlight from their phones, but the café is still very much pitch black, considering how its not really crowded.

-Its even worse when there’s already inches of snow being piled up against the door. Yup you’ve guessed it; it happened during December.

-“Jaehee?” She turned her head towards the source of sound, “I-I’m quite scared of the dark.”

-As soon as she saw MC’s crouching figure, she immediately put her arms around her, stroking her back softly. When the lights seemed that it wouldn’t turn back on for a while, she knew the only way to give MC full comfort. It is not the best choice, but if its MC, she’s willing to do anything to keep her safe.

-As their lips were connected for a while, it successfully calmed down MC in a surprising state. It wasn’t really the first kiss they had imagined to be, but it was more of a reassuring kind instead. For both of them, its simply worth more than a thousand words.


-It was a quiet night in his apartment, when MC’s the only one falling asleep peacefully.

-“Why do I have to work overnight again…” He let out a soft sigh, showing his frustration on a certain someone. Getting tired from staring at the computer screen while drinking Dr. Pepper, he stretched himself to get more comfort from sitting on a computer chair.

-While he was busy with closing all the useless tabs, his gaze landed on a folder with MC’s name on it. He clicked on it out of curiosity and sure enough, its mostly about the background information he researched when she first joined RFA by accident.

-His thoughts simply drifted off the 11 days before the start of an unexpected RFA party; all these years having to act for an optimistic personality online, with MC  suddenly popping up and knowing how to respond most of his weird phrases, was clearly something that he did not expect at all.

-Not to mention meeting his twin brother in such an unfortunate incident, which led him into despair and for once, breaking out from the façade and showing his true, pessimistic personality. He always thought that he should repay the debt from treating her with coldness during the time he’s in Rika’s apartment, but he just doesn’t know how.

-He simply hates how he’s always so emotional during the night. As he landed his gaze on her sleeping figure, he felt a sense of calmness radiating from her. If she did not appear, all of these incidents wouldn’t even happen, especially being her boyfriend-

-“Wait…we’re in a relationship for almost a month and we still haven’t kissed? How?!” He continuously scratched his head in irritation, “Should I do that? Right now?”

-“But it might wake her up-“ “Alright, here goes.” He slowly tiptoed towards his bed, as he crouched down below her sleeping figure. Seeing MC’s beautiful face already made him into a blushing madness. He isn’t like this-

-He gently pulled her forward with his right hand, as he then tilted his head and gave her a sweet kiss. He tries to move forward, but he knows it’ll instantly wake her up. He lingered the kiss to further savor the moment, he realizes she sort of tastes like toothpaste and it was the best kiss he ever initiated.

Shower Secrets (M)

Originally posted by defsouljb

A shower with your male best friend - in what world would that ever be a good idea? You know how it’ll end, yet you can’t seem to bring yourself to stop Jaebum from joining you.

Pairing: Jaebum x Reader

Genre: Smut

Word Count: 3,161

Warnings: very rough

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Turn Ons for Winner

Can I request Turn Ons/Turn Offs for Winner i.e. exposed shoulders, high heels, red lips etc etc please & thank you ✌😘


  • loves when you give him praise
  • exposed shoulders and tight dresses
  • he loves being teased a bit here and there
  • lingering kisses really make him want you more
  • he loves everything you do


  • strip teases are the quickest way to turn him on
  • he just can’t help himself
  • totally a chest guy
  • loves your breast- whether their small, medium or large
  • when you send him selfies he always gets a tingly feeling 


  • rubbing yourself against him accidentally
  • neck kisses drive him crazy
  • he loves dirty talk
  • when he sees you in high heels- it’s an instant turn on
  • seeing you dancing- whether you’re great or not so great


  • when you fiddle with your hair
  • massages are one of his biggest turn ons
  • sometimes he gets lucky enough to see you in skirts
  • and gets a subtle tease by rubbing your thighs against him
  • ass guy

Crowley x Reader

Word Count: 436

Warnings: swearing, very mild dirty talk, implied smut.

**A little love for the Crowley peeps out there. Enjoy. <3

Demons aren’t supposed to bring you roses. They’re supposed to give you the deal of a lifetime, then reap your soul 10 years later.

But there he was, the King of Hell, or so he claimed. He stood at the foot of your bed, armed with three roses in his hand. At least it wasn’t a hellhound.

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Rear Suspension

“Another!” You yell at the bartender, who raises an eyebrow at you before sliding another green shot concoction your way. You have no idea what’s in it, hell you can’t even remember what it’s called, but its sugary sweet, cheap and getting you drunk. Perfection.

You smile at the little glass of glimmering green alcohol, toast to no one and knock it back. You think the mix was slightly out of balance this time, causing more burn than sweetness. You cough and splutter out of surprise, then groan as your head feels suddenly cloudy and heavy. You want drunk, but not painful unpleasant drunk, so you conclude there’s only one answer.

“Another!” you cry out again, this time some strain in your voice.

“You realise that’s your seventh now?” the bartender questions, concern in his eyes.

“I lost count,” you respond bluntly.

“On top of the half bottle of bourbon you’ve sunk down your neck too? Don’t you think that’s enough?”

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anonymous asked:

I know requests are closed so I'm totally prepared to let this sit for a while until you want to pick it up (only if you want) but could you do a one shot where Harrys girl has to use the safe word when it gets too intense during sex? like maybe he spanks her too hard or something and she has to assure him that she's okay but needed him to stop. and he gets furious at himself and she needs to reassure she still wants him?


I’ve liked the concept of this one for a very long time, and I finally got down to it. It’s short, but it should do the trick. 

Note: this isn’t an issue in this, but I just wanted to say… safe, sane, and consensual. Never feel guilty if you have to tell someone to stop in as many words or in a safe word, and the person you’re with should never try to make you feel bad for taking care of and looking out for yourself. That’s why safe words exist. Be safe. x

057. Safe Word


You’re leaning against the doorway, wrapped up in his shirt – the one embroidered with his surname – and Harry is on the couch in his boxer briefs and oversized jumper. He looks over at you quickly, green eyes slightly larger than usual, and he nods.

“Hey,” he rasps his greeting 

“You okay?” you ask him.

A shadow crosses his eyes and he shakes his head. “Told yeh to stop askin’ that,” he mutters.

You sigh, shoulders deflating some. “I just want you to be okay,” you insist quietly.

It’s Harry’s turn to sigh and he leans forward, resting his elbows on his knees and rubbing his face with his hands. “M’fine.”

“You’re not,” you press. “Harry, I promise, it wasn’t even bad.”

“Don’t,” he shakes his head, turning his gaze back to you. “It was bad enough for you to use it.”


 The safe word.

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Making Love with Brendon VS Fucking Brendon

I would just like to say that there is a difference between making love and fucking.

Making Love With Brendon: There would probably be candles and rose petals everywhere, it seems like he would try very hard to set the mood. There would be a lot of time spent on foreplay, he would kiss your lips and work his way down to your core and eat you out slowly, just exploring your sensitive spots and making you come. You might give him a blowjob, sucking on the head while your hands work his shaft, hearing his hard breathing turn to moans as you edge him closer and closer, building up the orgasm until he just explodes into your mouth, moaning and legs shaking and completely coming undone. As he enters you, he starts out thrusting slowly, kissing you and whispering things like ‘I love you’ and 'You are so fucking beautiful’, feeling tingly as his thrusts get a bit faster, harder and deeper. You laying under him moaning as he starts rubbing your clit, the both of you coming and moaning at the same time, getting so turned on at both of you feeling so much pleasure.

Brendon Fucking You: This could happen anywhere, on the couch, in bed, against the wall, wherever. Brendon roughly making out with you, running his hands over your breasts and over your clit through your panties, kissing your neck, making you want him inside you so badly you could barely handle the desire. Him tearing your panties off and moving his head between your legs, licking your clit and fingering you hard and fast, you moaning in reaction. Eventually all of the buildup making you come on his tongue, hearing you moan in orgasm making him really hard. He would put his cock in your mouth and thrust it in and out, you using your tongue on his most sensitive spots, hearing him moan until he couldn’t take anymore. He pulls his cock out of your mouth and slides it into you. As he starts thrusting, quickly gaining speed, you start moaning. You say things like 'Fuck me harder!’ and 'Oh god’ whenever he hits your g-spot. You feel another orgasm approaching and he hits your g-spot multiple times in a row and makes you come again, you are screaming his name as he thrusts into you though your orgasm. Soon after you feel heat between your legs and hear him moan your name as he comes inside of you.

Promise (Amnesia Pt 3) (Pietro x Reader)

Author’s Note: Hey guys! Here’s the last installment in my first series ever (aaaahhhh!)! I had this ending in mind since the beginning, and I really think it wraps it up nicely. This part wan’t inspired by any songs (sorry!) so no lyrics are incorporated. Feedback is welcome, and I hope you guys enjoy!

Summary: You’re waiting for your mom to arrive to help take care of Vivian when you get an unexpected visitor.

Other Characters: None

Warnings: Angst, fluff, and language

Word Count: 1,126

Originally posted by beaconlhills

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