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Pleasant Surprises

Pairing: Sam x Reader

Tags: lots of kissing, fingering, smut, public sex

Words: 2538

A/N: I’m sorry it’s been so long ):

Originally posted by zest-wincest

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texts from last night! meme

[text] Does me being hung over take away from how professional I can be today?

[text] The bar would not accept my money. I have reached God status here

[text] He was very considerate of my needs, he offered me pizza before and after.

[text] I asked him for something to clean up with after sex and he handed me a sham wow. A SHAM WOW

[text] So I was putting on a condom and looked to my right to not make eye contact, she said did you just look at the American flag while putting that on. I said this one’s for Team USA.

[text] He gave me the “find somebody who wants to date you for who you are” speech while I walked around the house asking people for pants.

[text] I will show up on your front porch in a wet t shirt and some mac and cheese

[text] I just got high off one hit and then Spent 20 minutes inspecting the gasket of our refrigerator and researching ways to replace it

[text] Seriously. I’m like, “Wait, we are actually talking about physics in the middle of sex and its ACTUALLY erotic because you’re so fucking intelligent I’m turned on?”

[text] Hyyypothetically, what would you do if you happened to see my boobs on the internet?

[text] He fucked me so hard my nail polish actually chipped. I’m keeping him.

[text] I’m making poor life decisions again. Tune in tomorrow to see how much I hate life.

[text] It’s a lube slip n slide down the hallway now. Details later.

[text] Just woke up with an entire pack of Oreos in my cheetah onesie. I’ve been waiting for this moment forever.

[text] Lesson learned. Don’t roleplay with a real knife.

[text] We got drunk and crashed a fifty year old woman’s birthday party for the food. Whoops.

[text] He asked me if I wanted to blow his whistle and proceeded to pull out an actual whistle.

[text] I woke up this morning with 3 phone numbers, a red Chinese New Year envelope with cash in it, and a winning scratcher all stuffed in my bra. I’d say it was a pretty successful Thursday night.

[text] I’m wearing sunglasses around my house. Douchebag status. The hangover is real.

[text] He’s like… An octopus that touches my vagina in all these diff ways at the right times. It’s almost unsettling

[text] I was orgasming and dying of laughter at the same time. I think I’ve found the One.

[text] Do me a favor I want you to reach down the front of your pants and underwear and just feel around for a while… if you happen to find your balls then join us

[text] i just walked into a room at this party and someone yelled “dibs!”…

[text] and then she said I drew a line on her forehead with my cum and whispered “Simba”

[text] so I was just driving high and I stopped to let a pinecone cross the road because I thought it was a hedgehog.

[text] Sex on bubble wrap = best decision ever.

[text] Your lack of great college experience of margaritas and foam parties scares me

[text] We get an extra hour of sleep. That means we can take an extra shot tonight. Sounds logical. Thank you daylight savings.

[text] when someone at the bar asked you a question all you knew how to say was “chug-a-lug”

[text] There’s a girl in class eating a pumpkin pie. Like a whole pie straight from the pan with a fork.

[text] Apparently I taped knives to my hands and made everyone call me wolverine

[text] My house smells like bleach. Also, I do not feel bad about all the stuff I stole from the hospital while I was there.

[text] He told me he loved me. I didn’t know what to say so i just squirted the baby oil at him

[text] Get here, there are important joints to be smoked and pies to be eaten

[text] Can I even tell you how badly I want a day that is just on and off napping and sex with intermittent snack breaks? Because I want that day very badly.

[text] He came so hard that he yelled what sounded like a spell from Harry Potter.

[text] we were both freshly single and using each other as rebounds. most intense sex I’ve ever had. i felt like a grizzly bear emerging from hibernation in a whirlwind of sexual fury

[text] I need a drink and a shade of lipstick that will put the fear of God in a man’s heart.

[text] When was the last time you wore pants?

[text] I’ve replaced you with thin mints and masturbation

[text] Tuesday Boozeday turned into What-the-fuck-were-you-thinking Wednesday real fast.

[text] Have you ever had chicken nuggets while high? Because it tastes like hearing the Beatles for the first time

[text] Being able to fart in my own house is like 90% of why I pay rent

[text] We played Rock Paper Scissors to see who would have to go down on the other person.

[text] I just accidentally showed an old lady a pic of my penis while showing her cat pics. So how’s your day going?

[text] I found a door knob in my purse this morning, I hope whoever it belonged to doesn’t need it today.

[text] We go out, we get drunk, we watch Star Wars, we pass out. What’s wrong with this tradition?

[text] all i’ve had to eat today is leftover bday cake and a shot of tequila.

[text] Pretty sure the guy I hooked up with Saturday gave me a buy one get one free coupon for chipotle. Who said nice guys don’t exist?

[text] Apparently nothing brings out sympathy in a barista like asking if they have a hangover special

[text] And when I feel bad about myself I go to the library and suck my pen over an open book, counting the seconds until a guy sits across from me and tries to get my attention

[text] This is a mass text to all my friends. Whoever gets this first, please find me and confiscate my phone immediately. I am far too high to have it. Even if you have to punch me in my face to get it. Otherwise, let the “High While Analyzing Disney Movies” texts begin.

[text] Seriously insulted!! You can not share my dick pick with your gay brother. He won’t quit poking me on fb

[text] I am trying to think of a way to make alcohol cupcakes

[text] One of us needs to be functional tomorrow and it won’t be me. I’m drinking liquor out of a fishbowl.

[text] You pulled the fire alarm because you had to shit and there was someone in the bathroom. you said you needed privacy

[text] im guessing your the one that tried to make bacon in the toaster

[text] just smoked a blunt while listening to nsync. i now know what my childhood was missing.

[text] I just made out with a girl with a life jacket on wtf is going on

[text] Let’s play a little game called “Chill the Fuck Out” - you’re our first contestant

[text] Didn’t get laid. But got a free pie from a waitress. A whole pie.

[text] I am swimming in semen. He must have been holding it in for a special occasion.

[text] you should buy a sheep. A) you get an awesome pet. B) free coat

[text] tonight is going to be epic. can you pre-book an ambulance?

[text] We thought you were crowd-surfing until we realized it was the bouncers throwing you out

[text] maybe tonight we can turn coloring into a drinking game

[text] i think its awesome that according to your mom i’m your friend that caught on fire.

[text] So fucked up. Can’t tell if I’m starving or about to puke. Playing it safe and eating froot loops. Tasty in, colorful out.

[text] I just saw a hobo ride by on a unicycle. Good day.

[text] Vodka is such a love hate relationship.

[text] you traded sex for a burrito?

[text] I made a game called come to class high and eat nachos.

[text] You decided to make a porno with gummy bears and things went downhill from there.

[text] it’s not a party till someone uses the fire extinguisher.

[text] You’re always adorable, but when you’re drunk, you’re like Chia Pet adorable.

[text] this kid just offered me adderall in exchange for my meal points. college at its finest

[text] I was cleaning up my drunken mess and I found my ID in a cereal box

[text] I am now the proud owner of a 10-12 year old’s Optimus Prime costume from Walmart. Tomorrow is going to be a good day.

[text] It’s like eating cereal and milk but instead of cereal it’s gummy bears and instead of milk it’s vodka.

[text] You leave a trail of fuck everywhere you go

[text] Scott woke me up by cracking a beer open in my face. Best friends are awesome.

[text] we woke up to him feeding us cheetos at 3am. and by feeding i mean shoving them in our mouths and saying “i mean who doesn’t like cheetos”

[text] quit making up holidays to get me to go drinking with you

[text] I left a cheeto on everyone’s car trailing to the house i’m at, hanzel and gretel style.

[text] Just got a event reminder on my phone to never party with you again.

[text] nobody understood you. You kept speaking french and hiding shit in your boobs

[text] When I came home you were using a glowstick to eat peanut butter from the jar.

[text] kinda considering buying a life alert for sophomore year

[text] My phone auto-corrects smirnoff to poisoned. I think it is trying to tell me something.

[text] Anywhere you can eat green eggs and ham, you can have sex.

[text] you were running down the aisles of wal mart singing ‘follow the yellowbrick road’. i’m pretty sure you thought the night shift workers were the munchkins & started crying when they wouldnt help u find the wizard. needless to say u were pretty stoned/wasted

[text] It’s like the only way I know how to apologize is by giving a blow job.

[text] did you by any chance leave me that 7 minute long voicemail of you running and constantly tripping into bushes?

[text] The world would be so much better with thought bubbles.

[text] I love taking my adderall while im in class! As soon as I take the pill out everyone around me just stares in envy!

[text] You handed some guy a spoon you found, he yelled SPOON GAME, and then the two of you spent the next 20 minutes throwing spoons all over the kitchen.

[text] I just told a dude I hooked up with last night he was the pick of the litter.

[text] So I woke up today with someone’s door knob in my pocket. I hope everybody else got out of the house ok.

[text] So we successfully lit our bathtub on fire. Thought you should know.

[text] Because when I say 'You shouldn’t drink anymore’, she hears, 'I personally challenge you to chug 3 more mixed drinks’

[text] okay, this game isn’t funny anymore. tell us where all the forks are.

[text] The lack of pants and amount of productivity in my life right now is amazing.

[text] when i start to cry when i lose at mario kart is when you should put me to bed

[text] so apparently the car got towed with me passed out in the back seat.

[text] You closed the sidewalk off to pedestrians last night. With a glitter covered safety cone

[text] never. drinking. again.

[text] I’m gonna get drunk and through up on the first happy couple I see.

[text] got some bad news about ur virginity. she didnt make it thru the night

[text] I need a good reason NOT to eat this entire jar of nutella right now

[text] i’m out of smokes so i just had an after sex popsicle. this might become an addiction.

[text] Yeah I think we tried to use the shower curtain as a parachute because its tied to my backpack with some string. Dont know if anyone actually attempted it though.


Originally posted by deararchimedes

Summary : Practically everyone knows that “Touch It” is about getting a handjob… So what happens when you confront your boyfriend Jongdae about it?

Warnings : smut (handjob/penetration), language 

W.C. : 1.8k + 

A/N : I’m sorry this is… I’m sorry.

“Jongdae what the actual fuck?” you hissed into your phone.

You heard Jongdae chuckle on the other end of the line, low and with a hint of embarrassment.

“You’re gonna have to be more specific babe. What the actual fuck what?”

“That didn’t even make sense,” you replied, pacing in your bedroom.

You heard Jongdae sigh and springs creak as he most likely laid back on his bed.

“Is this about that song?” he finally asked, already knowing the answer.

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In bed with... Johnny


Anon: Helloooo~ thank you for the making out with Johnny it was 😍😭👌👏👏 and i kind of went ⚰ But now I came in to ask if you please could do “in bed with… Johnny” too (i love killing my friend 😊) Thaanks in advance! ❤ Ps i still worship your blog

Everyone is so thirsty over Johnny I’m S H O O K but then again i really understand lol. Please don’t expect something like Hansol’s though, that was freaky as fuck and it was a special thing for my bIAS BECAUSE THERE’S NOTHING ON HIM AND I WANTED TO SWERVE PEOPLE

But yes, I hope y’all like it, this kind of style is going to be what the rest of them are like, smutty but not too explicit💟💟💟pls tell me if there are any typos bc i never proof read these and y’all are sometimes too nice you don’t tell me

In bed with… series:

Originally posted by jonginsbias

Originally posted by pawjohnny

Originally posted by withsuh

have 3 gifs of johnny bc he slayed this era and well yes it is johnny so treat yourself sorry this is actually crap thoough

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Random Sentence Starters:
  • "Any time I say "asking for a friend" you know it's fake because I have no friends."
  • "God bless that ass."
  • "In eight hours I will have been awake for twenty four hours."
  • "If you want to get technical it costs exactly zero dollars to murder someone if you keep it simple."
  • "You can't snort Captain Crunch. That's what Cocoa Puffs are for."
  • "These skinny jeans are stifling."
  • "Are your pants made out of Fruit Loops?"
  • "Yoga pants are the reason corporations go bankrupt."
  • "Your mother would never lie to me."
  • "I'm pretty sure Ren and Stimpy were werewolves."
  • "It's like he has chicken pox but like... on his dick."
  • "Call the government."
  • "Everyone has that one emo band that got them through puberty."
  • "Between you and me I love her shoes but I hate everything that she stands for, if you know what I mean."
  • "The fact that the ocean exists is proof that God is a sadist."
  • "I don't speak German but I'm pretty sure that dude just said go fuck yourself."
  • "I'd sell my soul for a cheesy snack."
  • "I can't date guys who look better in eyeliner than I do."
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  • "If you know that vampires exist it's your civil duty to report that shit to someone."
  • "I'd really like to smack a bitch."
  • "Who gave you permission to breathe my air?"
  • "Would you rather fuck Edward Cullen or Peter Parker?"

If you only knew

Word Count: 1.3K+
Pairing: Kurt Wagner x Reader (No gender specified)
Summary: Kurt is terrified of how much he likes you, so he begins praying to God to make his feelings for you disappear. When that doesn’t work, he’s sure he has to punish himself for feeling the way he does. Based on this headcanon by @ichimatsu-boi and this request.
Warnings: Mentions of self-harm.

The first time Kurt saw you, he hadn’t been able to understand why, all of a sudden, he’d felt like there were little birds flapping their wings wildly inside his stomach.

You had been a student at Xavier’s already when he got there– but he hadn’t gotten to meet you properly until two weeks after his arrival, when you had come looking for Jubilee to finish a project you two were doing together. You had introduced yourself to Ororo, Peter, Scott and then… to him. You had offered your hand with a bright smile, and when he touched it, he felt like a jolt of electricity had run from his fingers directly to his heart.

He didn’t know what that meant.

The next time he was face to face with you was when you had come to him and Jubilee with a plate filled with cookies you’d baked yourself, offering them some. When he’d tried them and told you they were delicious, your entire face had lit up– and the little birds had returned to his stomach, flapping their wings even harder than the first time. Something in him told him that he needed to see you shining that brightly again because of something he’d said– desperately.

He didn’t know what that meant.

You spent a lot of time outside given the fact that your mutation was directly connected with nature, and every time he saw you sitting on the grass, making little flowers appear on the ground with just the sheer power of your will, his hands started sweating and his heartbeat increased dramatically.

He didn’t know what that meant.

It wasn’t until he caught Scott and Jean kissing one time and something deep inside him told him he wished he could do that with you that he finally knew what everything you made him feel meant.

He liked you.

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Imagine You're A Doctor With a Special Patient Part 3

Part 1 - Part 2

Saturday finally rolled around, and you paced the lobby of your apartment anxiously as you waited for “David” to pick you up.

You rubbed your belly absentmindedly. Over the past few days it was undeniable, it had grown, and it was firm to the touch. It had been about a month and one week since David had impregnated you, so on a normal pregnancy scale you were probably just short of four months in. You’d already gained a bit of weight in addition to your baby bump so yesterday you had finally caved and bought yourself some larger clothes. You made another promise to yourself to fight your cravings, but man, you certainly deserved whatever food you wanted with everything you were going through. That’s what you told yourself the last four times you’d tried fighting your cravings, its probably what you’d tell yourself again.

A sleek red car pulled up in front of the building. It was the make and model David had told you to watch for. You gulped, and then walked out.

David gave you a reassuring smile as you walked up to the car. He was just as cute as before. Well not quite, because you didn’t uncontrollably want to take off your pants and fuck him, but there was something alluring about him all the same.

You opened up the passenger door and took a seat.


“Don’t worry, I know this is awkward, I know you know this is awkward. I’ve done this many times before. So just take it slow, think about what you wanna talk about, and try not to get overwhelmed.”


“Hmm?” David started the car and drove towards the coffee shop you’d agreed you’d go to. “How is this possible you mean?”

“Basically, how did you get a condition that makes one out of every thirty people you meet want to fuck you and get pregnant?”

“Huh, I’ve never been asked that first before. Sure people usually get to it, but I’m usually met with panic first, not curiosity.”

“It’s been over a month, I’ve done enough panicking. I’m a doctor, and I know for a fact that there’s no way such a condition exists.”

“Not naturally that is, long story short my parents are both scientists. They studied fertility. They wanted to find new ways to increase it and they dabbled with genetic modification.”

“And they tested on YOU?!”

“What? No! It was an accident. They’ve been doing their research all their lives, I grew up next to it. They had no reason to think anything they were doing was…contagious, and it didn’t come to light until I turned 18. It didn’t affect them, guess it had something to do with the fact that I was still maturing…”

“So…what happened when you were 18?”

David was silent for several moments.

“…We’ll get there. Let’s wait for coffee.

You knew you’d struck a nerve so you said nothing for the rest of the trip. It was ridiculous really. Why should you feel bad for him? You were the victim here. Or…were you? He said he’d done this many times. How many children did he have? What kind of crazy situations did he have to endure? After your pregnancy was over you could tell him goodbye and be done with it, he’d be dealing with this shit the rest of his life.

You rubbed your stomach and realized how hungry you were, hungry for…cool ranch Doritos…covered in chocolate.

Hmph, whatever tragedy David had been through, at least he didn’t have to deal with being pregnant himself.

You pulled into the coffee shop and you both wordlessly exited the vehicle.

“Hey David!” said the barista as you walked in. “Got another date?” He laughed and then spoke to you. “He brings ‘em in here all the time, but don’t worry, you’re definitely ‘the one’”.

David shot you a knowing look and then glared at the barista.

“Just kidding.” the barista replied. I mean not really, you sure do bring a lot of people here, but just looking out for them, honest. Gotta know what they’re getting into.“ He winked at you and went back to the espresso machine.

"Thinks he knows everything.” David mumbled. “If only he was one in thirty…”

“I hear you grumbling, come on David, you know you’re our best customer, what can I get ya?”

He ordered a double shot Americano, while you got your favorite. David had of course, offered to pay.

You sat down in the far corner of the cafe where almost no one else sat. You guessed this was David’s “usual spot” by the sly look the barista gave you as you sat down.

“So what are my options?” You asked.

“Well you can either keep the baby, which would be completely fine, or you can give it up for adoption, also completely fine. I can help you with that. I may have umm, 'had a thing’ with someone very high up at an adoption agency, I promise the kid will be in a good place.”

“Good to know…” You didn’t say anything after that. You were a practical man, you now knew that David would take care of covering your predicament. You wanted to know more about him, so you let him to the talking.

“…What else do you want to know?” he said after the awkward pause.

“What else can you tell me?”

“Well I, I usually just respond to things that others ask. Yes, you have to keep it, my parents’ strong fertility alterations mean the pregnancy can’t be terminated. Umm…you’ll get your male genitalia back a month after the birth, and yes there will be a birth, that’s a surprisingly common question…”

“What about you?”

“Huh?” he replied. Up until that point he had mostly just been twiddling his thumbs, but now he stared you right in the eyes. “Well me, I, like I said I’ve been dealing with this since I was 18, I’m 32 now so, I’m not exactly a stranger to this process. It’s all become pretty routine really. I’ve had "incidents” with a diverse enough group of people that I’ve got all the resources I need, no one wants their secret to get out. That includes money so if you need anything like clothes or supplies…“

"I’m a doctor remember? I’ve got money.”

“Still, you shouldn’t have to pay for anything to do with this. You’re already paying enough…”

You gave your belly a light rub and chuckled. “It’s not that bad, really.”

“Not yet..” David replied. “I mean, not that it gets awful! I’ll take care of you, I promise. It’s just, birth is birth, y'know?”

You looked down at your stomach, it already seemed so big compared to that fateful visit, but it was going to get a least twice as big. Probably more like three or four times as big…

“It’ll be over before you know it.” There was another silence before he added “You look good.”

“Ha, I’m sure you can see I’ve gained at least 20 pounds on top of the belly, and look at my chest.” You said, gesturing to your increasingly more feminine breasts.

“They’re not that big yet…”

“Yet.” you scoffed.

“Sorry! But it’s true, you’ll have to feed the child naturally for the first month, assuming you decide to keep it. You’ll have to pump either way…

"Oh Lord, let’s not talk about that until we have to.”

“I mean, you’ve got just under two months left. Time is shorter than you might want it to be…”

More awkward silence. You decided you were done with the awkwardness, you were sitting with a man you’d met only once before, who had given you a female reproductive system, impregnated you in your office, and was now going to guide you through said pregnancy. The situation was all fucked up already, you should just roll with it and get everything out in the open.

“So what’s up with the pheromones?” You asked. “Thought you said they’d be out of my system?”

At that David suddenly looked shocked, and then panicked.

“Ar-Aren’t they?”

“I mean, mostly yeah. I’m not looking for a repeat of your appointment, but they aren’t completely. I think I’m still somewhat attracted to you.”

“You-you are?”

“Yeah but, that’s just the pheromones talking, right?”

“They’ve never remained beyond the initial encounter before…”

Oh great, more silence. This is what you were trying to avoid. You felt newly sheepish. Maybe your feelings had nothing to do with David’s condition at all. You expected him to have a logical explanation, and then you could continue to talk on purely logical terms about your situation.

“No one’s ever had lingering feelings before, in fact a majority of them absolutely hate me after their initial libido. To be honest I rarely meet with anyone more than once…Hence this asshole thinking I’m a player…”

“Oh David you know I think nothing of the sort…” said the barista, having just arrived with your coffees at that moment. “I’ve been watching you though.” He said, turning to you. “He’s usually quite bored with everyone he brings here, they always babble on. But based on the looks on his face you’ve actually managed to intrigue him…”

“That’s enough!” shouted David. “I’ll be having a talk with your manager!”

“Enjoy yourselves!” The barista exclaimed, rushing away from your table.

“…He’d better hope I don’t have a 'one in thirty’ talk with his manger.”

You let you a laugh. David looked at you incredulously with a small grin on his face.

“That’s probably the first joke I’ve made about my condition, ever, and you actually laughed.

"Oh.” you suddenly blushed. “Well it was funny. You gotta joke about the serious stuff sometimes, otherwise you wont get through it. Like…this” you said as you gestured at your belly.“ Do you think I’ll end up with more of a basketball shape, or a bowling ball?”

“David’s face erupted into a big grin. "Ha! What the difference?”

“No idea, guess it’s just the difference on if my kid is more of a jock or a nerd.”

“Heh. So, do you think you’ll keep it then?”

“I don’t know, single parenting sounds hard…do you actually parent any of your kids?”

“Unfortunately, I don’t. It’d be hard, y'know? I’d be doing them a disservice by trying, they’d never get the attention they deserve. Best to just leave them with the parent they get all to themselves or with their adopted family. But…”

“But what?

"One of these days, I do want to get married, like for real. And have a real family. Kids I actually plan on having. Kids that can actually call me dad…It might be stupid, I know, to think I could ever end of with someone who wouldn’t mind that I’ll probably be getting people pregnant all my life.”

“I don’t know.” You replied. “They might be closer than you think…”

David looked at you, an intense fascination in his eyes. You took a sip of your coffee, but immediately spit it out. “Ughh, this is my favorite but it tastes like shit!”

“Pregnancy can mess with your taste buds. What sounds good to you right now?”

You paused. “…Chocolate covered Doritos…”

He smiled. “I just might be able to get some of those. Would you…want to come back to my place?”

“I’d like that.” You smiled back.

You never got any explanation for why you felt this way about David, but you didn’t care anymore, because something was happening with it. You always thought that you were completely straight, but your feelings for David? They were more than your feelings that day in your office, those feelings were hollow, but these? They felt…real. You got back into David’s car and watched him as he drove you back to his place. Then you put both hands on your belly. The last month had been filled with apprehension towards the thing you were growing inside you, but now you felt a sense of pride and appreciation for carrying David’s kid.

David offered you a drink at his apartment. You both talked, laughed, drank some more, and got preparations for your kid together. David kept habitually making the plans as if he would never see you or the baby again, but you kept subtly revising him until “checking in periodically” turned into “monthly visitation” which rapidly and unexpected turned into “let’s just live together”. On that suggestion, David brought you into his bedroom and you stayed the night, while essentially repeating the appointment at which you first met. Only this time, it felt real.

(Cyrille here, I finally got around to it! I suppose this could act as a conclusion to the series, but I definitely want to write more that actually focuses on the pregnancy and has less character-building, which I feel like I can actually do now if/when I get into a part 4. So be on the lookout for that!)

Say My Name

//Smut// {also dramatic build up}
word count: 2218

You’re there, across from him. You can see that he wants you, as he bites his lip and slowly moves his hand up your thigh. He gets closer and closer, slipping his hand up your skirt.. your head rolls back and you wake up, sitting in bed.

“Shit, time for school again.” you groan as you wiped the sleep from your eyes.

For the past few days you’ve been going to school flustered from the crazy dreams you’ve been having and it’s all because of him, your classmate crush. You haven’t known him long but from the moment you met him, he’s all you can think about. He ended up transferring to your school a month after classes started, and its been hell- for you at least. He always gives you these looks that just kind of shoots right through you and makes you ache all over.

“Hey, Y/N snap out of it.” said your friend Sky

“don’t tell me you’re thinking of him again…” she said with a serious look on her face.

“SHHHH someone might here you… and no… I was just… thinking. Ya know?” you say hesitantly.

“I swear its the same thing every day. And besides almost everyone knows you like him, Y/N you should probably tell him or just give up” she said as she got up from her seat on the bus

“You and I both know I can’t tell him, my body lights on fire just being around him. And I’m pretty sure he doesn’t like me.” you say as you make your way off the bus with a blush on your face.

“Well you never know unless you take the chance of telling him, who knows maybe he thinks you’re sexy haha” sky shouts as she runs to her first period class.

“Shes crazy” you thought as you go to class

Your first period class was the easiest part of the day because your crush didn’t have that class so it always went by quickly and you could stay focus unless you fell asleep. On your way to second period Sky ran up next to you.

“Hey so guess what.” she said with a huge smile on her face

“Oh god, what is it this time..” you say

“We’re going to a party tonight with Jungkook and Yugyeom.” she said calmly as if she knew you would be ok with it.

“Really, do I have to go?” you questioned.

“Yes Y/N, you have to keep Yugyeom company while I make my move on Jungkook. for me pleeaaassee”  Sky said with puppy dog eyes. “And besides I heard a certain someone might be there.”

“Fine, I’ll go… only for you not him” you say blushing.

Sky and you both walk into class together and see everyone was standing on one side of the room.

“Ok class, everyone is getting new assigned seats since everyone constantly talks during lecture” your reading teacher Ms. Jets says

You start freaking out “shit shIT SHIT!!” you thought.. considering this was one of the classes you had with him ’…

“Sky and Jungkook” Ms. Jet says as she starts to place people together.

Name after name and finally she calls you “Y/N and Ki-”

Wait what did she just say? Your mind starts spinning and you could feel your knees get weak. You walk over towards your seat, which was in the back of the class, he was eyeing you the whole time. When you sat down all you could think of was how good he smelled, you could feel your body heat increase and you suddenly felt flustered.

“Y/N are you ok?” he said with a slight grin on his face

Damn his voice was so fucking deep. “Uh, yeah I’m fine.” you replied  

The whole time in class you felt as if you where being watched by him. He was so close that every time his skin slightly touched you it sent shivers down your spine. Half way throw lecture you look over to him and you couldn’t help but stare for a moment, as he was licking his lips, he sees you staring and smirks. You look away with embarrassment. Suddenly the fire alarm goes off through the school. Ms. Jet leaves the class and everyone follows her but as soon as you went to walk through the door someone grabs a hold of you and slams you agents the wall shutting the door quickly.

“You know you get me flustered every time I see that pretty little face of yours.” a deep voice said

You look up to see that it was him, your crush was standing right in-front of you but before you could say anything his lips crash onto yours, you didn’t fight him because his lips tasted like heaven and they were the softest things you have ever felt. Before you realized it your fingers were tangled there his hair, you could feel his tongue begging for entrance against your top lip so you gave him what he wanted. One of his hands slipped up your shirt and squeezed your right boob so tightly but damn it felt good. The other hand was slowly making its way from your hip to the button of your pants, as he unbutton your pants all you could think was how you hope this wasn’t a dream.. finally his hand slips in your pants and starts to play with your entrance.

At this point “Thank god this class doesn’t have any cameras” was the only thing you could think of.

“Damn babe, your so fucking wet. You must have been thinking about me.” he says playfully

He slips his fingers in and starts thrusting them back and forth. “Fuck you’re so tight around my fingers” he hissed “I wonder how you would feel around my cock” he whispered in your ear.

The alarm stopped and so did he.“ I guess we’ll just have to finish what we started another time baby doll he said faintly.

"What about tonight at the party?” you asked sweetly.

“Damn you might really want it haha. Ok come look for me tonight.” he said

Through out the day he kept teasing you in the other classes you had with him. He would lick his lips while staring at you, he would brush up against you every time he walked by you, and he just did little things to get you more flustered then what you were. By the end of the day you were ready to burst.

“Here try this on, I think you’ll look good in it.” Sky said as you both were getting ready for the party. “We have to hurry because Yugyeom and Jungkook are on the way and you know it doesn’t take long for them to get here” she said.

“Okay, I’m ready whenever you are.” you say with a big smile on your face.

“Uh, ok.” she said with a confused look “your quite happy, did something happen at school today?”

“What? No nothing really happened haha..” you replied

“Are you sure? Because i didn’t see you outside when the fire alarm went off, oh and i didn’t see your little crush either” she said

You blushed and as you were going to explain, the door bell rung. Thank god it was Jungkook and Yugyeom.

After arriving to the party Sky and Jungkook left you and Yugyeom alone, so you to talked for a while. The conversation was going good and then you two started talking about relationships.

“So are you seeing anyone?” you asked

“Yeah, I have been for a while. and we plan on getting married after high school” Yugyeom replied “She’s actually on her way here. But what about you?” he asked

“Oh that’s awesome, but uh I guess you could say I’m seeing someone in a way.” you said.

After that Yugyeom met up with his girlfriend and they were gone so you decided to go look around. Going up the steps of the huge house you were in, you came to a hallway filled with doors. You wanted to find a quiet room to release some of the tension you had built up earlier in the day. Every room or bathroom you checked so far seemed to have been occupied and you almost gave up, until you came cross what seem to have been an empty room. You went in forgetting to close the door behind you. As you walked over to the edge of the bed you heard the door close,you spun around seeing that it was ‘him’.

“I knew you’d find me, but you made me wait for such a long time so I’m not going easy on you” He said as he walked over towards you. He pushed you on the bed and crawled on top of you, while holding your hands above your head.

“I know that you want me, but don’t worry babygirl I’ve wanted you to.” He said as he reaches down to kiss your neck.

As he leave little kisses and bite all over your neck he begins to unbutton your shorts, after that he starts to trail down your body touching you everywhere and leaving kiss all over. He finally gets down to your shorts, basically ripping them off you He begins to eat you out

“Fuck, you taste so sweet baby.” He hissed

you arched your back as he continued, and you tried to hold back from moaning. As you were restraining yourself he noticed. “Say my name” He said.

you shook your head no so he gripped your thigh and jolted you cross the bed

“I said say my name.” He said an slight anger

“Ah… Ki- Kim Taehyung” you said loud and clear.

“That’s right babygirl don’t stop saying it.” He said giving you a strong look. Then he started to work on you begin, slipping his tongue in and out of your folds, glossing them them his saliva. As he was working on your clit, he stuck to fingers in and started to trust harder then what he did in the classroom, curling them up and hitting your g-spot instantly. He kept doing it, trusting faster and faster, at one point you felt as if you were going to burst all over him but then he stopped.

“Oh you think its going to be that easy to get off?” he smirked “Get on your knees now.”

You hesitated, but he jolted you off the bed and slung you on your knees. When you looked up you were surprised to see the huge bulge in his pants.

“You know what to do right babygirl, or does daddy need to teach you?” he said looking down at you.

You thought “Ok I can play along to his game.” So you scudded up close to him, unbuttoning his pants and pulling his zipper with your mouth, setting his pants around his ankles. You start to gently stroke his cock through his boxers, while looking at him with puppy dog eyes.

“I guess you weren’t going to be as good as i thought.” he stated

That’s when you smirked at him and he was shocked. You pull out his member and took it all in at once leaving him breathless. Bobbing you head up and down you noticed Kim Taehyung rolled his head back and bite his lip in pleasure, but you wanted to hear him, so you decided to change things up, you bring your hands up to his hips and begin to slightly scratch him while curling your tongue up around his dick while you were moving back and forth.

“Ah, Fuck… baby… god damn.” was all that he could spit out as he trust his hips and twitch in your mouth.

Before you could get him to cum, he moved, picking you up off the ground and standing you up. He stripped you of everything except the choker and stockings you had on.

“Your so fucking hot, and its all for me.” he said as he crawled over you once again. “I wanna hear you scream my name for what I’m about to do to you.” he said as he gripped your neck.

He was biting you you hard and gripping your hip with his other hand. You arched your back so high, and in that moment he slammed into you, stretching you nicely. You practically screamed loud enough for the whole party to hear, but nothing was stopping you or him. He was trusting in and out of you and you swore you never felt something so wonderful, and you didn’t want this pleasure to stop. While he was moving back and forth his grip on your neck got tighter and tighter, you swore you were seeing colors. He sped up and you could feel him twitch inside of you.

“Cum for me baby.” he said “And say my name.”

Just a few more trust and you release all over him shouting his name. He release shortly after you. After that he gently placed a cover the to of you and began to cuddle you.

“You know this means your mine now… And I don’t ever wanna hear you stop saying my name.” he said as he pushed his face in your neck.

The End

You and Hanbin on Roommate would be like

• there being a mini competition between you and him when you first meet the family because the two of you are idols and you have a dance competition

• he slips while dancing to Apology and covers it up with “i let you win” and that being he spark to your friendship

• that “friendship” didnt last long because next thing you knew there were a bouquet of roses on your bed with a cd taped to it and it was a song he wrote to confess to you

• you accept him and hes like shitting his pants

• HANBIN MOTHER MODE : ON and he makes you breakfast before your schedule every morning and gukju is just like “where tf is mine”

• sometimes he goes grocery shopping with you for the family even though its not his duty but he just wants to spend time with you

• that big goofy smile of his when you kiss him and the cameras arent looking

• him whispering sweet nothings into your ear while you cook for the family

•two of you having to bail out of an outing because yall had a steamy night and you couldnt even walk because… hanbin. just. hanbin.

• him staying back to chill with you (( or just make sure you couldnt walk at all 😉 ))

• yeah yall just get it on in the toilet bc the
family is out and yall rarely have no schedule on the same day

• you catching him calling bobby for relationship advice

• bobby shouting “OH MY GOD YOU HAD SEX WITH HER” so loud on the phone you could hear it

• he just smiles awkwardly at you trying to cover it up

• the next morning you wake up by a bunch of screaming noises and you open your eyes and just see the whole of ikon jumping around your room shouting “ WAKE UP NOONAAAAA” and you cover your face while glaring at a guilty looking hanbin

• he says he invited them over to meet the family but only they know theyre here just to meet their leaders new girl

• you getting asked “is he good in bed ” all day

You’re Everything Harry Styles Smut for Anonymous

I sat in my apartment with a video tape in my hands staring down at it. Amazed by how one moment I was looking for past videos of my fiancé and I to having silent tears fall down from my face and a bottle of wine gone.

“Fiance I’m home!” My fiancé called out as he entered our apartment and dropped all of his things at the door like any other night. He came into the family room and saw me looking down at my hands with the tape. “Babe what is that?” He asked and I looked up at him and his face softened when he saw my tears.

“Why don’t you see for yourself. You can pull a full on marathon with the videos you have.” I said as I slapped his video to his chest as I walked toward our bedroom.

“Babe I’m so confused what is this?” He asked as he followed me in and I started packing a small bag. He stopped me and made me look at him.

“Those videos are all your sex tapes with all your past girlfriends, or one night stands! Next time you should hide them better or don’t call them Harry’s High School Scores!” I yelled as I kept packing my clothes and he stopped me from packing.

“Babe I just named those because I didn’t want my mom seeing them. I thought those were lost the moment we decided to move in together.” He said and I sighed and rolled my eyes.

“You never thought about telling me you’ve ever made a sex tape! Or should I say sex tapes!” I yelled  and went to the kitchen to get my phone charger.

“I didn’t know you at the time! This was before you where I was a complete jerk and didn’t care who I slept with.” He argued and I turned and looked at him sad.

“Harry.” Was all I said and he knew how hurt that caused me. Harry has been the only person I’ve slept with. He knew this and he knew how much stress it caused me and how important waiting was for me.

“Babe I didn’t mean it like that. I was careless back then but we’ve been together for so long and I chose you. I want you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. You knew I have been with a lot of women.” He argued and I sighed.

“Harry hearing you say it is one thing but seeing it on tape with these women who are so out of my league.” I said in a sigh and he gently grabbed my hands and I looked up at him.

“Love what are you talking about?” HE asked and I looked back down starting to feel my eyes water.

“They’re so beautiful and sensual and experienced.” I said and I walked away and went back to our bedroom with tears falling onto my cheeks. I felt Harry come in and he hugged me by my waist. He kissed my shoulder and rested his chin.

“Love you are so divine and graceful and gentle and kind. I love you for who you are not because you aren’t sexually experienced. You’re everything to me even if you don’t see it.” He whispered while lightly rubbing my hip bones knowing that would help relax me.

“It’s hard to not compare myself to those women.” I whispered with a dry voice and he gave me gentle squeeze.

“Those women aren’t you. They didn’t steal my heart away , they didn’t make me belive in love. They never made me feel the way you do every single day.” He said and he lightly kissed the back of my neck. I closed my eyes and sighed and slumped my shoulders.


“Love I’m so sorry. That was an old side of me that I hated, I love the side you bring me out and I want to be this side for the rest of my life. With you.” He interrupted and I turned around with silent tears covering my eyes and blurring my vision. He whispered soft ‘shhs’ and wiped my tears away. I leaned up and kissed him catching him off guard. He kissed me back and scooped me off my feet and gently laid me on the bed.

“You’re everything to me.” HE whispered before kissing down my neck and I unbuttoned my shirt while he lifted mine to kiss my stomach knowing how much I liked it. I let out a small whimper as his hands groped my breast through my bra and I felt him smirk. He unbuttoned my shorts and pulled them all the way down while I took off his shirt.

“My beautiful baby not wearing any underwear. I love it when you’re naughty.” He growled and I bit my lip as his lips attacked my core and gasped and grabbed our headboard. He grabbed my hips and lifted them up and went deeper and I bit my lip to keep myself quiet. He tapped my ass signaling for me to make noise, because he likes to hear me but I feel like an idiot when I moan.

“Fuck Harry. I’m close but I want to come with you not just by your mouth!” I moaned and I grabbed his hair to try to stop him but he went deeper and stuck a finger along with his tongue. I yelled and he smirked as I felt my orgasm reach its high and I pulled his hair causing him to grunt. I was panting as he climbed back up toward me and I couldn’t help but smile at his goofy grin that he had on.

“Babe you know I love to make you yell. You don’t have to be quiet if you want to yell. I’m sorry I didn’t listen to you about cumin but I couldn’t help myself.” He said and kissed me hard and I kissed him back.

“Harry I love you.” I said with a small smile and he leaned down and kissed me again and I felt like I was in heaven. He looked at me and I nodded and he lined himself up with me and slowly slid in causing us both to moan out in pleasure.

“I want to make you feel good. You’re everything to me and I’m so glad I’m going to spend the rest of my life with you.” HE whispered and I smiled and forced him to kiss me as his hips started to move. I surprised him by flipping us over and rocking my hips back and forth. He grabbed my hips and started to thrust his up and I moaned louder while he followed with grunts. I clawed at his chest and bit my lip and he knew I was close. He brought a hand down and started to furiously rub my clit and I gasped and threw my head back. My hips rocked faster and I grabbed his thighs and squeezed.

“Harry fuck! I’m cuming!” I yelled as I reached my orgasm and Harry followed right after. We both panted and I got off him as I walked toward the bathroom to start a shower.

“Baby you know how much you mean to me right?” He asked as he came up behind me and hugged my waist.

“I know it’s not as much as I love you.” I said with a smirk and he laughed and kissed my cheek and as he started to walk away I slapped his ass and he jumped. I laughed and wnet into the shower smiling glad who I’m spending the rest of my life with the man I love.

Daddy’s Little Girl (Jimin Smut)

 Jimin smut, Word count: 1,677 (2 pages-ish)

Features: bath tub sex, thigh riding, and daddy kink

Note: How you and Jimin ended up having bath tub sex is up to your imagination, lmao, but here’s what went down ;)

Jimin’s back laid flesh against the back end of the tub away from the shower head. He bent one leg up slightly making you a seat with his body. You understood this motion and sat yourself on top of his muscular thighs. You feel one of  Jimin’s hands creep up from under your legs, opening your bottom lips so your clit laid flesh against his quadriceps. He began sliding the leg you were sitting on back and forth so your clit rubbed against him in harmony. You moan “fuuuckkk” unconsciously as the pleasure overwhelms you. Because of the lube you infused in the bath water mix, your already wet core easily glid across his thighs, feeling every little ridge of his muscles contracting and releasing from beneath you. Being able to feel him at the edges of your entrance, in between your folds, and on top of your clit simultaneously sent you into a state of complete euphoria. You could feel your arousal dripping from your entrance as your core began to tighten from the pleasure. While still emerged in the feeling of ecstasy and euphoria, Jimin breaks your train of thought– “mmmmm…I love watching you squirm all over me like this” he hums, slightly mocking how you have become so vulnerable to him. So turned on, you begin pressing your core harder onto his already stroking thighs. You squeeze your breasts with your hands as you begin to feel your climax approaching. “Ahhh, fuck Jimin I’m soooo close. Sooo-fucking-close, ahhhhh-“ you whimper into his chest after collapsing onto him from the numb feeling of your approaching orgasm. “Do you want me to make you cum baby?” he teases into your ear as his strokes begin to increase in speed and intensity. “Yes, Yes babyyyy. Make me cummm” you pant desperately whining into his neck. 

You suddenly feel the seat he created for you with his thigh collapse from beneath you. You look up at him confused from this abrupt halt in his motions. You look up into his muddy eyes and see that they have become dark and lustful. He raises his pointer finger and motions it side to side with teasing eyes as he says, “No, not yet. You can’t cum until daddy tells you to”. Daddy?, you thought. You’ve never heard Jimin refer to himself as daddy before but your body couldn’t deny how turned on you were by it.

He pushes you off him and arranges you on all fours with your ass facing him. He hovers from behind you and you can feel the warmth reflecting off of his body. “Mmmm, you’re such a good little girl” he purrs into your ear as his hands begin tracing the deep line of your spine as you arched your back in full submission. You can’t help but hum from the electrifying sensation that his teasing touch sent through out your body. You can feel the tip of his member graze across your ass lightly, feeling the drips of his pre-cum. “What’re you trying to do to me daddy?” you say in a submissive whiny tone playing along with the daddy kink he used earlier on. Milliseconds after asking the question, Jimin sharply smacks your ass causing your core to tighten as small droplets of water reflect off you onto the bathroom floor from the large impact. “I’m going to have you dreaming about me for days” he says in a husky dominating voice as he soothes the newly formed red hand print on your ass with the circulating motions of his palm.

He used his knees to part your bent over thighs as he slid his fingers over the lips of your aching core. Your moans returned but this time they were longer and full of desperation. You couldn’t wait to feel him fill you up as you hugged his member in a wet embrace. He parted your lower lips as he began running laps with his intricate fingers to and from your swollen clit to your dripping entrance. Your knees began to tremble as he began slighting tugging your inner labia and your core gushed a waterfall in response. “You’re so fucking wet baby” he says somewhat proudly from the response he’s getting out of you. “It’s because you’re so good daddy” you can’t help but purr back to him. He slowly inserts his two fingers into you making sure you feel every second of it. You moan for the entirety of it. You can feel him acrobating inside of you, twirling and flicking against your walls. You hug his fingers in pleasure, thanking him for how good it feels. Your breathing changes and you begin to pant as you can occasionally feel him strum against a very sensitive area inside of you, which you begin to assume must be the mythical “G-spot”. Whatever it was, every stroke against it led you to the point of tears from the rush of dopamine sent through your nerves. With his fingers still hooked inside of you, he begins flicking and rubbing your clit with his thumb. “Tell daddy how it feels” he grunts, while picking up speed as he circles your swollen clit. “It feels so good daddy. Don’t, s-st..oooooop” you screech as you squirm helplessly over his thick penetrating fingers. You cum all over his fingers helplessly as you pant a mixture of curses and Jimin’s name. Your body felt like a mixture of electricity from the excitement and numbness from the dopamine rushing through all of your nerves. Your legs didn’t feel stable anymore from the rush of your climax so you lowered your ass, splashing against the bath water mixture with his fingers still inside of you. You can feel yourself still pulsing around his thick fingers. Pulse. Pulse. Pulse. 

“Did I say you could cum yet?” he grunts while gripping your hair from the scalp to tilt your head back so you could look at him. “I’m sorry daddy. You just felt soooo good, I couldn’t help it” you say in a breathy, innocent tone. “You know what happens when you don’t listen to daddy right?” he says slyly as he releases your gripped hair. 

He turns you around with a little more aggression than usual so you’re facing him. He rests his back against the tub again but this time with his hips slightly raised so his erect member is above the water level. “You were such a good girl earlier, but now you’re being naughty” he says seductively with one brow raised as he bites the corner of his bottom lip. He pats his thighs twice motioning you to sit on top of him cowgirl style. As you’re getting into position he slaps the inside of your thighs before gently stroking in between them with his fingers. It was this combination of aggression and gentleness that drove you fucking insane. At this point you wanted to ride him until he came just as hard as you did. He inserts the head of his member a few times to tease you first before fulling putting it in. He enters you slowly so you can feel every inch of it stretch you out and fill you up. “Ahhhh, fuckkkk Jimin” you moan automatically as your mouth naturally parts from the satisfaction. “Naughty girls like you need to be punished” he says while gently thrusting himself into you. “Punish me daddy. I’ve been a bad, bad girl” you whine looking up at him with puppy eyes. You can feel his heart rate increase from these words as he sucks in his lower lip from excitement. His strokes become much more intense and more frequent. “Fuck me Jimin” you moan trying to keep eye contact with him as you wind your hips in harmony with his thrusts. You wrap your arms around his thick neck, laying your cheek against his fiery orange locks as you moan helplessly. With this new found easy access to your breasts, Jimin begins sucking on your neck leaving bruises everywhere his lips touched. He scrapes his teeth gently across your neck down to your collarbones causing you to grab a fistful of his hair in pleasure. His kisses make it to your breasts, sucking and nibbling on your hard nipples. He tugs at them gently with his teeth as he circles around them with his tongue. He smacks your breasts before sucking one of them as much as he can fit into his mouth. You’re so turned on by the visual of his plump lips engulfing your breast that you begin clawing at his back and neck. You begin riding his erect member up and down in repetitive motions, occasionally winding your hips onto his. He breathes deeply into your jaw, licking gently around its edge. He nibbles at the edges of you lobes and you begin to ride him harder because of how good it feels. “I want you to cum daddy” you pant as you tighten your walls around his throbbing member. “I want you to cum so bad” you whine while your motions intensify, causing your breasts to jerk in sync with your motions. “Cum, Jimin, cum for me pl—“ you cheer lead him on, and before you could even finish he cuts you off, “shiiiiiiiit (Y/N)” he grunts as he tilts his head back in pleasure, moaning in a pattern of staggered panting and suctioning through his teeth. You feel the warmth of his seed fill up inside of you as it overflows onto your inner thigh and drips into the bath water. He leans his head back onto the edge of the tub with his eyes closed, mouth parted as he tries to stabilize his breathing. Still sensitive, he shudders slightly as you gently peck him across his neck, around his jaw and finally to his lips. He peeks at you through his lashes before stroking your hair behind your ear, leaving his hand to cup one of your cheeks. He smirks at you slightly as he tilts his head and says, “We’re going to need a real shower after this”.

[NOW I NEED TO GO DRENCH MYSELF IN HOLY WATER OMFG. this is my first smut/fanfic, don’t hate me. also don’t know if I should do more, bye ]




anonymous asked:

There's no limit to what I would give for Monster part 5 in Taehyung's POV

Haha, well here it is. It’s 1.4k, oops. Monster 5.

There weren’t many things Taehyung respected, but Jungkook’s plea was one of them.

“Don’t fuck her.”

“But what if, in some crazy scenario, she wants me to fuck her?”

“She will never want that, I know her.”

“What if!?”

“If she wants that, then it’s fine. But don’t go out chasing her, she’s too good for you.”

And here you were, lying under him, letting him rub you with his throbbing dick, letting him use you on somebody’s bed, with Jungkook just feet away from you. He always got to do whatever he wanted, but he could never do you – and now he was doing it.  

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- tbh who wouldn’t want jongin as their best friend i mean listen !!!

- best friends with jongin means suddenly getting called at 5 in the morning by a panicked kjn bc he forgot you had a test the next morning
- “i swear that it was next week”
- “you said this a week ago jongin sweetie please look at your agenda for once in a while”
- “… can you explain one last time what an agenda is”

- this bITCH !!! will text you saying he’s coming over without context so u get all ready and 10 minutes later ur mom will tell u jongin stopped by to pet your dog
- there go your plans to hang out

- “oh my god i think i forgot my phone”
- “you shoved it down your pants an hour ago because you wanted to show me that your dick could leave a print on your phone”
- “fuck you right….. wanna see if it did?”

- he’ll randomly come over like you will have had class all day and wanting to come home to a nice family dinner but there is satan himself, sitting on your favourite chair with you dog on his lap
- “its so nice for you to join us, my lady”
- “sudddnly i dont know you, also since when are we in the 19th century again”

- he doesn’t go to the same school but after his classes end he always shows up at the door of you class and just waves
- your classmate sehun will nudge you arm and point at the door
- “your fugly friend is here again”
- “….. oh no”
- thanks to him u got detention
- but he treated u to some ice cream so it ok

- jongin sometimes kisses ur cheek because he appreciates your friendship and u dont know if he means more by that or if he really just appreciates your friendship
- but his lips are really soft so it doesnt matter

- jongin is friends with your entire family
- he legits comes over for your birthday and wont even shake hands he just kinda raised his arms
- “i have ARriVEdDDDDD !!!!”
- and everyone will cheer because they just like jongin, he’s nice

- when you help him with studying he doesnt really focus
- i mean he tries but suddenly he’s all up in your face like HeLLo I DOnT KNow MAtH !!!!!!!
- he doesnt even try he just kinda yells at his textbook

- IN CONCLUSION give me my own bestfriend!jongin bc i am sad and i just need him

Cover Requests (ft. Kim Taehyung) Part 1

Hey everyone! This is my first fic here back on Tumblr! I hope you enjoy, and thank you @daegukkie for being the amazing catalyst for this Drabble that took way too long sry 

please take the time to give me some feedback! I’m a little rusty so any sort of constructive criticism is always so so helpful. Love you! 

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Genre: fluff, bakery coworkers!au 

1.2k words
 Summary: adventurous and weird Taehyung keeps asking for shift covers and basically he comes back with proof of these adventures and its weird, amazing, and you wanna get to know him

But every time, he ran into the bakery panting like he ran a mile, with a pair of ridiculous pink sweatpants with the tag still on them, or another time with grease stains all over his face and arms, or even with a handful of candles he bought from “an old granny on the street down there because she looked so cold and I wanted her to go home,” you got more and more confused and curious about this peculiar boy and his adventures.

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taekook af

highschool! au | sweetiepie! taehyung w/ player/basketball player!jungkook

summary; taehyung and jungkook are the type of people who are really known around the school by all of their classmates. ironically, they don’t know about each other…

warning; uh mature language ya

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  “Taehyung, whats the answer to number 5?” Jimin whispered to Taehyung, who was sitting right next to him in math class.

  “I don’t know, dude. At first, I got 5 but then I messed up and somehow got 106, so honestly, you’re asking the wrong person, bud.” Taehyung shrugged, pouting his big lips to his best friend of 4 years. They were now seniors in high school and were super ecstatic to be in a class with each other. Unfortunately, they didn’t know how much one would distract the other so they have some trouble in their shared classes, including math. 

  “You’re useless.” Jimin ran his fingers through his hair frustratingly and decided to give up on his worksheet that was going to be due the next day.

  “I give up. I suck at math. When are we ever going to need this pre-calculus shit?” Taehyung whispered to himself.

  “Well, actually if you get a certain jo-” Jimin butted in who Taehyung just glared at to not finish his sentence.“Rhetorical question, Minnie. Rhetorical.“ 

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Wounded (Hurt pt. 2)

Summary: Things get steamy when you and Peter wake up

A/N: So, this chapter isn’t the greatest, I accidentally deleted the last half so, I had to rewrite it. But, I still liked it, hopefully part three will be out soon.


You called his name as you followed him out, no response, he was down the hall a mere twenty feet ahead of you so you know he’d heard you. He rounded the corner and you began to think that this wasn’t worth it. If he isn’t going to stop then why chase him? Your walk became somewhat of a stomp as you reached the parking lot and you resisted the urge to smile as you saw his lean figure standing against your car. His smirk grew larger as he watched you approach.

“Nice of you to join me” his smirk never faltered even as you rolled your eyes and crossed your arms.

“Well it is my car” you told him, feigning annoyance “did your Wolfy powers go out of wack? I called your name” it was like your mind wasn’t sending the signal to your mouth to just *stop talking*, you hoped you didn’t sound like a clingy girlfriend but, you hated being ignored. During your short rant Peter’s eyes danced over your features and he had stepped so close that your noses touched.

“I’m sorry darlin’ I just didn’t want anyone to hear” his eyes filled with lust. You opened your mouth to ask what exactly he didn’t want anyone to hear when his lips came crashing down on yours you barely registered that you were kissing back until he bit your lower lip softly. Giving in eagerly to his silent request to open your mouth as he ran his tongue across yours, you let out a soft moan as he pulled you to him tight, you felt his member against you, letting out another as  he pulled away half a second later. “That, is what I didn’t want them to hear” huffing as he answered the unasked question. He bent his head and let his teeth brush your ear as he spoke “I want that noise to be reserved for my ears only”

You didn’t get a chance to respond because as quickly as it left, his mouth was back on yours and one hand was sliding its way up your shirt, the other gripped your ass tightly. “Peter” you moaned breathlessly into his mouth. Your hands found themselves eagerly pulling at the button of his pants and you began pulling them down.

Your eyes snapped open and you stared at the ceiling oh God oh God ohhh God you thought to yourself as you looked down, Peter was in the same position that you fell asleep in, arms tightly wrapped around you with his head still on your stomach. The dream momentarily pushed out of your head as you saw a sight that you’d never see well, more like felt, there was a small pool of drool right above your belly button. Resisting the incessant urge to giggle, you closed your eyes and thought back to your dream, your hand finding its way to its new favorite spot in Peter Hales dark locks. Really? A dirty dream about Peter? In Peter’s bed?! It isn’t like it’s never happened, you weren’t obsessed with the man but you couldn’t deny the fact that he was handsome. If you’re being honest you’ve had dreams like this before about a few of your other friends, what can you say that you haven’t before? They’re attractive and there’s no way to control your dreams plus you’re a grown ass woman with needs and all this supernatural stuff is seriously blocking your chances at getting anyone near you.

Seriously you were a human, how could you tell if the next guy who took you out wasn’t going to try to murder you? Your train of thought was brought back to reality when your stomach growled about ten minutes later, you’d been in the middle of eating your own food when Stiles and Peter had their argument.

“Guess that’s my cue to cook you breakfast”  Peter’s voice rasped below you. You jumped internally​.
“How uh… How long have you been awake?” You gazed at him from above.
“About twenty minutes” you could almost hear the smile on his face. Your cheeks grew hot because you’d only been awake for a few. “What were you dreaming about?” He asked mischievously. He loosened his grip slightly, only to tilt his head to look at you.

“Rainbows and Unicorns” you deadpanned, looking away from him, you wouldn’t give Peter the satisfaction. He looked at you with desire, Peter was never one to back down from a challenge so he let a slow smile cross his lips as he slowly unwrapped himself from you and slid so that his head was burrowed into your neck, never letting his body stop touching you. He brought his lips to your ear.

“Lucky unicorn” his breath tickled your cheek and he let his tongue graze your ear. “How do you like it?” Your head turned instantly and you met his gaze.

“W-what?” In a second, Peter stood with his regular amused smirk and a lazy stretch, you hated how you had to force your eyes to stay on his face so as not to look down to the small line of skin that was peeking out from under his shirt as he raised his arms.

“Your bacon? I’m cooking you breakfast” the smirk he wore now stretched into a smile. Ladies and gentlemen, Peter Hale is back. You followed his lead and stretched before you left the bed.

“Extra crispy” you tried to run your fingers through your hair but you were met with a clump of leaves and mud. “I’m gonna need to borrow your shower” you told him with a scrunched face.

“Be my guest.” He pointed towards his master bath “towels are in the top cupboard” you nodded and headed towards his bathroom, saying it was huge was an understatement, this place was massive. Who needs this much room to shower? You couldn’t help thinking. There was a large jacuzzi tub on the far right side and you contemplated just hopping in and forcing Peter to bring your breakfast in while you bathed, a small giggle bubbled out at the idea, to your direct left was a door that you could only guess held the toilet.

You found the cupboard full of fluffy grey towels. And stepped into the large clear shower, it was one of the ones that had those blurred lines going through the middle so that if anyone were to be there they would only see your shoulders and above and your legs down, the entire torso blurred. You peeled off your muddy clothes and hopped into the now steaming shower. You sighed as the water hit you and thought about the previous night’s events. You couldn’t imagine how Peter felt, he may have gone about his revenge differently than the others may have liked but, it was revenge. Being with a group of supernaturals around the clock made you a little more cold hearted than you would have liked. Every one one of your friends had blood on their hands, though they didn’t like to admit it. Peter did though, he was accepting of what he did - of who he was, even if he was a little over the top at times.  Maybe that’s why you held such a soft spot in your heart for him, he never hid from you, his intentions were clear… for the most part.

You reached for your towel and wrapped it around yourself, looking around for your clothing as you stepped out and saw a pair of folded sweatpants and a too small tank top with lace straps in place of your clothing. You couldn’t help but let your mind wander as you pulled the top over your head and saw that it hugged you tightly and stopped just below your belly button. You blushed a little at the contrasting sweatpants that were much too large, they had to be Peter’s own. You tossed the towel in the hamper and walked out into the hallway following the smell of freshly cooked bacon.

As you made your way to the kitchen, you were met with a shirtless Peter, humming as he moved his way around the kitchen effortlessly. His hair still damp from a shower if his own, you avoided looking at his chest. “Thanks for the clothes” a pause, “won’t she miss her shirt” a little venom, you didn’t want to add laced your last few words. You weren’t jealous, you just thought it a little rude to give a woman another’s shirt. You were convincing yourself.

A chuckle bubbled out of him and he gestured for you to sit at the small dining table, you did. “You’re very welcome” he placed your plate with bacon eggs and small pancakes in front of you, orange juice had already been placed on the table. “I don’t think she’ll miss it very much at all” a knowing smile as he sat next to you with his own plate. You rolled your eyes and kept the conversation light after that. You both avoided talking about last night’s happening and you knew he was secretly grateful. You raised an eyebrow as he stood halfway finished with his food. “Haven’t you been wondering where your clothes are?” He answered your confused look and began walking away. “They’re in the wash” you thought back to the stripped bed and tossed a grateful smile and thought about the underwear you’d worn last night, satisfied with the lacy bra and boy short set you remembered wearing.  Not that it mattered.

“Put on some clothes!” You yelled as you heard him fumble about in the unseen laundry room. You had a very satisfied look on your face when he came back with a Henley top now hanging loosely on his torso. You kept your conversation as you both finished your meals. You chose to wash the dishes, it was only right as he was being so hospitable. A thought hit you and you couldn’t help but grin as you looked at him “Peter, am I your best friend?” The way you spoke to one another was a lot more casual and open than when he spoke to the others. You thought back to your relationship, every time you were around he was a little looser, you’d definitely been alone with him more so than anyone else, and when the rest of the pack left Peter’s you were always the last, sometimes mooching his food. Maybe you were friends after all.

The question brought a little color to Peter’s cheeks “If we have to put a label on it” he muttered. He stood behind you and leaned in, placing his arms on either side of you. “I’ve never had a best friend though, so you’ll have to forgive me if I don’t know how to behave” his hand inched their way closer to you, until his arms were pressed tightly to your sides.

You cursed your body for the way that it betrayed you, your heart rate grew quickly, you felt yourself getting moist. You had to be a big girl about this though, he’d already won this morning. You turned your body and made sure press your ass against him as you did. “Lesson one:” You stood on your tiptoes and looped a finger through his belt loop as you pressed your lips against his ear, whispering “friends don’t get this close.” you trailed your hand up his torso and flattened your palm against his chest, pushing lightly. He gave you a genuine smile as he backed away.

Your heart jumped and Peter chuckled “You are much better at this than I thought you’d be” he studied you with soft eyes, then hungry ones. “What else can you teach me? And when can I teach you?” He leaned against the sink, still invading your personal space. Flirting was one of your favorite pastimes but, he was laying it on thick.

“I can teach you many things” you took his lead and leaned against the counter with a smirk that matched his  as you watched Peter’s eyes roam your body. The little minx that was brought out of you caught you by surprise but, you couldn’t say that you weren’t enjoying this, you could play this game. Peter let out a low growl in response and made a move to grab you until, the buzz of the dryer sounded and you and Peter both stood. Peter opened his mouth to say something and you saw him visibly decide against it, he turned headed to the laundry roomm.

You took that opportunity to cool down and grab your phone. 12 messages and 9 missed calls. You sent both Scott and Derek the same generic ‘I’m fine, we’re fine’ text and turned when Peter walked in.

“The fan club trying to get ahold of you?” He quirked an eyebrow and you laughed. He held your clothes in his hands and placed them on the table.

“Just trying to see where I ran off to, last night” you shrugged.

“Do they know that you ran off with the big bad wolf?” A wolfish grin formed.

“You’re not so big, and you aren’t that bad” you told him.

“Oh sweetheart, I’m very big, and I can be very bad if you ask nicely” there he was with his growling.

“Oh, I’m sure” you said sarcastically trying to hide the fact that your heart was pounding, that a small wet spot was forming between your legs, that you wanted to see if he was bluffing or not, you tried. But then, your eyes met.

Within seconds you were up against the wall with his lips attacking yours, you didn’t give yourself a chance to think as you were kissing him back feverishly. This was no pretty kiss, there was biting, pulling, grabbing. Peter pushed his hips into yours and you grasped a handful of his hair which earned a moan from him. So much for cooling off. He began to kiss down your neck as one claw ripped the straps of your tank top, your top now hung dangerously low on your breasts. “Peter…we can’t” you said between heavy breaths.

“We can” he let out a sigh and placed a hand on the wall behind you. “We should” you bit your lip and shook your head.

“Best friends, remember?” You smiled a little as you tried to calm your breathing. You held your hand out for him to shake, he glanced at it and shook his head once.

“You and your labels” he sighed and pushed himself off the wall. “You and your everything” he let out a frustrated groan and ran a hand down his face. He took a few more steps back and watched as you stood upright. “Fine. But please don’t let that shirt get any lower because, I promise I’ll show you how big and bad I am” you let out a gasp and covered your chest quickly.

“Sorry” you told him shakily.

“Don’t be.” He said huskily. “Sorry about your shirt, I’ll  buy you a new one” he said with a wink and left the room after handing you with last night’s clothes you put your shirt on quickly and slid the other off.

You both were calmer now, and you were greatful, because there was no way that if Peter made another advance, you’d push him off. You had to get out of there.

You quickly packed your clothes in your purse and put your shoes on.

“Leaving so soon, bestie?” Peter questioned as he walked back into the room, watching your every move.

“Yeah. I’m afraid that we’ll violate our new friendship, bestie” you told him honestly and walked towards the front door, you opened it.

“Right. Best friends” he gave a mock salute and put his hand out for you to shake.

You took his hand in yours and gave a firm shake. “Exactly” you smiled up at him.

“The handshake of death.” Peter remarked and you chuckled. You pulled your hand away but Peter had a firm grip, he loosened his grip on you but held your fingers in his, “Thanks for not treating me like a wounded animal” he said seriously, looking at your hands. He let go of your hand and you gave him a small smile.

The last thing you saw while you were leaving was Peter watching you drive off from his Apartment window.

Bath & Bubble

Request: “ahh hello, I love your writing could I request something? like newt or credence x reader and she is like super self conscious about her body cos she is like overweight / chubby? and like is super self conscious of her breasts and like vagina and stuff? I am sorry if this is super weird!” + “credence smut please? i don’t care what the situation is tbh, anything you write i’m going to love, thank you”

Pairing: Credence Barebone x Reader

Word Count: 1872

Warnings: self-loathing, weight issues, etc.

A/n: this is so horrible and not that smutty I’m so sorry idk why this was so hard to write (maybe bc i’ve had problems w my body in the past??) anyway, if any of u reading this are self-conscious about ur weight or how your body looks I just want you to know that I LOVE YOU and keep doing you, because you are a star and a valuable part of of the universe <3

Your face twisted in disgust as you gazed regretfully at the figure in the mirror. Bringing a hand to pinch at your sides, you sighed at the amount of fat you could pull from your body. You were dressed in a racy set of red lingerie, but you felt anything except sexy.

“(Y/n)? Are you home?” You heard Credence call as you could hear the front door close.

The jingling of keys coming closer to your bedroom made you lunge towards the wardrobe, sinking down behind the hanging clothing and closing the mirror door quickly. Your breathing was muffled by the closed space, but you could hear your heart beating rapidly in your tight chest. You grimaced at the thought of your boyfriend seeing you in your state, even though earlier today when you had bought the new underwear you had been far more confident. Once the reality set in, you were just not ready for Credence to see you like this.

Today marked 6 months of being together, and you had wanted to do something special for him. He had been so kind, understanding, and loving, but you were afraid that he was unsatisfied with your sex life. Every time his breath would hitch, or his pants would tighten, you were quick to recoil. It wasn’t because you weren’t ready; you had actually had many sexual encounters with him. You did your best to please him, but refused to let him touch you. You were just too scared that he would want to break up if he saw the lousy state of your body in its naked form.

“(Y/n)?” His voice sounded from inside the bedroom. You squeezed your knees to your chest, feeling your belly roll up as it was constricted against your thighs. Credence pulled back the door, finding you cowering in the dark. “What are you doing?” He asked concernedly, crouching down and placing a hand on your knee.

“Just… looking for something to wear.” You croaked. Tears had started to well in your eyes as embarrassment gripped your insides. The waterfall of emotion came crashing down, and you ducked your head into your knees. “Can you please close your eyes.”

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