it's hard to tell what he's saying

*spoilers*

what she says: I’m fine

what she means: BRYCE IS STILL HERE ACTING LIKE EVERYTHING IS OK WHEN HE RAPED TWO GIRLS. CLAY DIDN’T TELL HANNAH HE LOVES HER + HE TOOK 20 YEARS TO LISTEN TO THE TAPES (like we know its hard on you but come on now). ALEX SHOT HIMSELF. EVERYBODY ELSE IS JUST CRYING FOR GOOD OR BAD. JUSTICE FOR JEFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!!!!!! tony is gay and the chances of being with him are even less than they were before 

Babygirl

Summary: Dan is an innocent virgin and Phil is the bad-boy who likes to make him flustered. High school Pastel!Dan and Punk!Phil AU

Genre: Smut that’s kinda kinky but mostly cute

Word count: 4,039

Kinks: Feminization, daddy kink, dirty talk, a little verbal humiliation

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I want Shiro and Lance to go on a mission together. I don’t care what kind.

One where Shiro is unsure amd uneasy, is worried about Lance slipping up and telling a bad joke at the wrong time. Where he thinks Lance’s attempts at flirting will get them into hot water. But instead he’s seeing Lance with a whole different set of manners. Making alliance’s and gathering aliens for their cause. Where Lance’s diplomatic strategies work and the aliens of this planet are so charmed by the blue paladin Shiro gets kind brushed off to the side, even with his title of being champion. Shiro finds himself not minding one bit. Where after he pulls Allura and Coran aside and tells them. He’s momentarily shocked at their beaming smiles that, yes, they knew it would work Lance IS best for these types of missions. And Shiro is just stunned and so happy about it at the same time.

Or give me a mission where everything seems to go wrong and Shiro starts seeing things that aren’t there. His chest feels tight and hears the chantting he had to walk away from every night. And Shiro tries SO hard to stay strong to be the typical leader he’s supposed to be. But he’s just breaking and its freaking him out even more. But Lance won’t allow that. He tells Shiro to focus on his eyes. Tell Shiro its not real. Tell Shiro he’ll be there no matter what. Takes everything step by step until Shiro is comfortable again to the point where Lance is simply doing everything. And Shiro wants to be mad - why does Lance have to do everything for him? Why does he have to act like a big baby? But whenever he voices those thoughts Lance gives him this look, eyes as bright and some how cold looking as a winter sky. If Lance says it’s not problem then its not. And sometimes when things seems to hard and Shiro is gasping for breath and his vision blurry from tears he fe2ela Lance pulling him gently. Letting him know that he is here to HELP Shiro. And as embarssed he is when his tears are gone Shito admits that its not to bad to sit in Lance’s lap.

OR just a mission where the two of them goof off and the sunlight hits Lance just right and when Shiro looks he’s left breathless.

It Takes An Accident- Pietro x Reader

Authors notes: I have never done a Soulmate AU so I hope this is okay. Thanks for the request Anon. Also, I dished this out this morning and did not read it over and over like I usually do to edit fics so, sorry for any mistakes. Also, also, I don’t do science so I hope the number thing makes sense.

Prompt: I have a request (no rush) if you write Pietro could you write a soulmate mark one? Pietro or reader has their mark in a hard to see place so one doesn’t what to look for, but the other has it on a visible spot. .. Am I making sense I’m not sure XD

 Notes/Warnings: I cant really think of anything but maybe adrenaline rush, flying, falling, crashing.

Originally posted by heartstacey

 You hate it.

 Its dark and it hurt when it burned into your skin. On the plus side, its on the the back of your hip so, no one can see the deep red numbers that sat raised slightly above the rest of your skin. They looked like scars, lifted with a slight shine to them. The thing that bothered you about all this soulmate nonsense was the fast that it was so unclear.

 For some people their numbers were a date, for some a location, and others, a time. Then, there were the extremely rare ones who got letters, initials or even an actual name. You however were stuck with numbers, so there was no way of knowing what yours meant.

 The number was too short to be a date or location. So, what did 894 mean? Screw it, you didn’t care. With your luck, you probably wouldn’t even meet your soulmate, it’s known to happen to some people.

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Rumor
  • Minho: There's a rumor going around, you know.
  • You: What rumor?
  • Minho: Apparently there's this guy who really likes you but doesnt have the guts to tell you.
  • You: Who is it?
  • Minho: He'd kill me if I told you.
  • You: I thought we were best friends.
  • Minho: He's also one of my best friends.
  • You: Minho, you're only other best friends are Thomas, and Newt and it's definitely not one of them.
  • -
  • Thomas: Hey (Y/N), I heard about the guy who's in love with you.
  • You: Oh, so he's in love with me?
  • Newt: No he isnt.
  • You: Can't you shanks just admit that there is no guy. If there were, you'd at the least give me a name.
  • Thomas: Mm, no names. But you know him. *winks*
  • (walk away)
  • You: I know everyone in the bloody glade.
  • -
  • Minho: Do you want to know more about your secret admirer?
  • You: Not really.
  • Minho: And why not?
  • You: Because you shanks are playing with me.
  • -
  • Newt: You alright?
  • You: *laughs* Just doing my best to stay away from the boys and their secret admirer crap.
  • Newt: Don't think you have one?
  • You: Have you met the boys? Of course not. Besides if there were, I dont understand why he wouldn't talk to me.
  • Newt: Maybe he's afraid you won't like him back.
  • You: How will he ever know if he wont talk to me?
  • Newt: Give the shank a break, he's a shy one.
  • You: So you know him?
  • Newt: *under his breath* Better than you'd think.
  • -
  • You: The hints you gave me about the guy.. Are they true?
  • Minho: Yeah he's a shy dude, one of my best friends and won't shut up about you when you're not around.
  • You: I think I have a clue about who it is.
  • Minho: It's not all that hard to tell if your pay attention to the way he looks at you.
  • You: What if it's the guy I'm thinking of?
  • Minho: I think you know exactly who he is, (Y/N).
  • -
  • You: Guess what? I found out who the secret admirer is.
  • Newt: Oh..how?
  • You: Doesn't matter. Do you think now I know he'll grow a pair and ask me out?
  • Newt: If he does, will you say yes?
  • You: Only if he stops referring to himself in the third person.
  • Newt: Okay (Y/N), would you like to go out with me?
  • You: Y'know I always had a thing for boys with accents.
drunk boyfriend tag

summary: dan and phil get drunk and film the boyfriend tag (similar to what shane dawson did)

tags: alcohol, so much sweetness and cuteness your teeth will hurt, extreme fluff

by: angelboydjh on tumblr

word count: ~1.8k

first fic posted!! please, ignore any mistakes and reblog and like!! ilu!! send in requests for fics :-)

゚*。:(人´v`*)☆゚:。*゚

dan and phil got a little drunk. they originally got out some Ribena, which is completely unharmful, until dan spotted vodka on the kitchen counter, which they only keep for parties. its almost gone, with a half a bottle left, so dan thought of an idea.

“phil, lets get drunk.” phil looked at dan confused; dan never really likes drinking as much as he used to, hes grown, the satisfaction of being drunk doesnt really thrill as much, and its the same with phil.

“why?” asked phil, sipping his Ribena.

“because why not! we have no meeting tomorrow, we are bored out of our minds, and itll be fun! we’ll even be safe, we can control each other well.” phil thought about it. he never really likes hangovers, who does? he gets them bad, and he knows dan gets them worse, but dan was right, they were extremely bored and had no meetings tomorrow. phil shrugged, and replied with a sure, causing dan to jump up with joy.

dan grabbed the bottle and went to phils room, closing the door, and sitting on his bed. he opens to bottle and pours a lot in his drink, doing the same to phil. there is now many 4 shots full left of the drink and dan was happy he rationed out well.

“wanna do a toast?” asked phil.

“with our vodka filled ribena?” chuckled dan. phil nodded, giggling a little.

“why not?” phil responded, and dan nodded agreeing. they lifted their glass cups up and they look at each other. “to us!”

dan laughed at the cliché, but echoed phil, and a clink noise was heard when the touched glasses. dan downed about half of his drink in that one sip, phil only taking a baby sip.

phil made a face, hating the taste of vodka. dan hid his disgust, looking at phil.

“now we wait.” dan took another sip, already feeling slightly dizzy.

*:・゚✧

dan was fully drunk. he was giggling, putting his head on phil, slurring his words, all of it.

phil was only tipsy. he didnt drink much yet, only about half of his drink. dan, of course, drank all of it, even the rest in the bottle!

“phil!” dan slurred out, and phil glanced over slowly, so he doesnt get dizzy, and raised his eyebrow. “we should do a boyfriend tag.”

phil thought about this. is he that drunk that he doesnt really care if they do one or not? yes. he doesnt really care, its not like itll be posted. phil knows better than that.

“sure.” phil got up to get his camera from the other side of the room, and dan plopped on the bed laughing at who knows what.

it took phil about 2 minutes to set up everything for filming, and an extra 5 minutes to find good goddamn questions.

he finally found some question, a total of twenty. he can barely read them because of his blurry vision, and since he didnt have neither his contacts or glasses on. so he grabbed his glasses from the bed side and put them on to see if itll help. nope. he took another sip of his drink and locked his phone. he’ll cross that bridge when he gets to it. he gets up and turns on the camera, praying to god its in focus.

“dan, its on, we are filming.” once those words left phils mouth, dan shot up from phils bed and looked at phil.

“okay, okay, okay, okay,” he kept repeating that until he finally was next to phil on the bed facing the camera. phil giggled at dan, dan looking at him with his red cheeks.

“okay, ready, babe?” asked phil, seeing double of dan. dan nodded, and smiled at phil and then at the camera.

“okay,” phil breathed in and then ‘took in his persona’.

“hey guys!” he said cheerfully, but all it did is make him dizzy. dan was like, on top of phil, so hes grateful that he was, or phil wouldve fallen over.

“im here with dan.” phil pointed at him, and dan waved, his white oversized cat shirt being exposed, and you could even see his naked legs, since hes wearing shorts. “we are doing the boyfriend tag.” phil said slowly, and dan nodded jumping up and down on the bed.

“phil is my boyfriend! boyfriend phil! philip lester, boyfriend!” he yelled, making phil giggle.

“okay, want ask the questions, or do u want me go ask them?” asked phil to dan.

“ask me the questions! then we will do it back!” dan suggested, and phil nodded encouragingly.

“okay, first question.” phil unlocked his phone and read it very carefully.

“when is my birthday?” he asked. “bonus points for the zodiac sign!”

“january 30th, that makes you a……” he strung out the 'a’ to think. “an Aquarius! aquarium.” he laughed, and phil chuckled.

“correct baby.” he leaned in to kiss dan, and dan kissed him, tasting of vodka and ribena.

“okay, now,” phil was going to go to the next question, but dan protested.

“now do mine! do mine!” dan pouted, crossing his arms.

“june 11th! youre a gemini.” phil stuttered out, making dan laugh.

“lucky guess.” he muttered jokingly.

“next question,” phil scrolled down the page. “where did i grow up?”

“im too drunk for this phil!!” he moaned out. “the north! thats all youre getting.”

“well, youre not wrong.” said phil. “ill give you the point.”

“what about me?” asked dan.

“the south.”

“ugh! exact place!”

“not fair, you didnt do that for me!”

“ugh, whatever.” dan pouted again.

“wipe that pout off your face princess.” phil whispered, grabbing dans chin.

“im just kidding philly!” dan kissed phil, getting him off guard.

“okay, next,” phil asked. “whats my middle name?”

“michael! these are too easy! i want harder ones. test me!” dan groaned out, and phil rolled his eyes.

“okay, okay,” phil said. he scrolled down to another website, which had different questions. “how about this: where was our first date?”

“EASY!” he yelled, throwing his hands up. “well, kinda,” he muttered. “its hard!”

“well, tell me.” phil said suggestively, leaning closer to dan.

“we first met of course at the train station,” he muttered out. “and then we went straight to your house, and, did things. does that count as a first date?” this took him way too long to say, as he was stuttering madly.

“yes, it does. great job, cutie.” phil said happily and leaned in for a kiss.

“okay, let me ask the question!” phil started to give him the phone, but dan refused, saying he wants go make one up.

“whats the first thing you notice about me?” he asked a bashful.

“your smile.” phil said simply. no explanation was needed to make dan feel all warm inside. dan covered his face and leaned on phils shoulder, grinning like mad.

once he got up, he looked at phil, seeing his wonderful, eyes.

“you know what mine is.” he muttered, almost inaudible. it was phils turn to blush. they lean in and kiss once again, but longer than before.

when they pulled apart, dan was seeing actual stars, and couldnt even understand what was happening, completely forgot about the video.

“oh my god, i love you so much.” he said in a shush tone, with phils hand on his cheek. they were only a few inches away from each other, and phil loved it. phil was exploding every inch of dans face, and so was dan. every moment phil made, it made him more dizzy and more dazed, but he didnt care.

within a few moments, they both locked eyes, and somehow, both remembered they were recording.

“uh, one more question,” phil stuttered out, as dan looked around for his almost empty drink. “okay, last question. what is my favorite color?”

“easy, blue.” dan said, as he drank his final sips of his drink before crushed it and threw it.

“hey!” phil protested, looking over at the cup.

“ill pick it ip later, babe.” dan slurred out almost incoherently. “whats mine?”

“easy, pink.” phil mocked. dan smiled softly, putting his arms around phils neck, phil put this hands on dans waist.

“what kind of pink?” he muttered, with his sloppy grin on his face, his curly hair perfect in tack still. (which surprised phil)

“pastel.” dan groaned jokingly, letting his head drop down onto phils shoulders.

“oh my god, i tried to trick you!” dan yelled.

“well, you didnt. 8 years of friendship pays off.” phil joked. dan put his head on phils shoulder, his head facing the camera.

“can we finish? i wanna cuddle with you watch disney movies.” phil chuckled and nodded.

“we’ll finish, lets do the outro.” phil tapped dan, so he can get up from his shoulder, but dan didnt move a muscle, indicating hes not moving.

“okay, well, goodbye everyone, please like a subscribe to me and dans channel, and our gaming channel! love you!” he waved and awkwardly looked at dan.

“i need to turn off that camera baby.” dan groaned and got up from phils shoulder. phil got up and turned off the camera, sitting right on his bed again next to dan.

“can we just cuddle?” phil can tell dan was getting tired, and getting all drained. he gets like this when hes drunk, but also after recording videos.

“of course, princess.” phil laid down, then wrapping his arms around dan who is not next to them. they peacefully fall asleep, with the lights on and phils snoring.

*:・゚✧

it was the morning, and phil is posting his premade video on lessamazingphil, just a quick vlog from florida. its taking surprisingly long to process, since its only 2 minutes, but phil didnt question it. its almost done, so phil went to go see dan, who has the worst hangover ever.

“how are you baby?” asked phil, laying next to dan.

“better, how bad was it?” he asked, and phil laughed.

“you were fine, not as bad as a few months ago, but you were not any better.” dan groaned, and at that moment his phone dinged. he unlocked his phone to see the notification, YouTube popping up, and it was phils new video.

“uh, phil.” dan said.

“yes?” phil hummed.

“you posted the wrong video.”

“what?” phil yelled a little too loudly for dan, as he backed away and gave phil his phone in just one beat.

“i uploaded our drunk boyfriend tag.” dans eyes widen.

“we filmed a video? no way, i dont remember this. did we kiss?”

“i was drunk too!”

“well, i would keep it up.”

“why?”

“we already made this mistake once, lets just let them have what they want.”

ziaraderosa  asked:

This isn't sad but I thought you might like it. Lance has ADHD and Keith wants to help him study. He leaves Lance’s favorite candies at the end of each paragraph in their textbooks, and even brought him a rainbow glitter pen set for him to write his notes in.

Other things Keith + The Team have gotten/done Lance so he can focus;

-Pidge got him a pair of headphones designed to block out sound, or if Lance has an ADHD like my case and needs niose to function, create sound in certain environments and even protests when hes told he cant wear them in class.

-Hunk, Beautiful baby boy Hunk, teaches him methods of zoning in on one thing like he has to do when his ADD gets a little too distracting, it doesn’t work as well for Lance but he’s touched by the effort.

-Shiro* gives him a thing that helps manage time, and while Lance doesn’t really like it, he’s still touched that Shiro gave an effort. He just… didn’t exactly do a good job, you know? Because its not a time management thing, its a ‘I keep getting distracted and have too move constantly because I have too’ thing.

  • this creates a small rift between them
  • Don’t get me wrong, Lance is touched that Shiro is putting in the effort, but Shiro doesn’t really get it.
  • And he low-key treats it as if its just a thing that can be fixed if you try hard enough, even though its really, really, really not. 
  • And that’s fine Lance guesses, he just doesn’t want Kieth (His super protective boyfriend that does everything and anything to help with his ADHD) too know that that’s how Shiro is treating this whole thing, because Shiro is Keith’s adopted brother and he really doesn’t wanna cause any fight.
  • Spoiler alert, Shiro accidentally says something low-key offensive, and Keith is like, “What the fuck Shiro?” 
  • Cue big fight. 
  • However, when Shiro comes back from his time at the army, after his arm blew up, and he got a prosthetic, He cries and tells Lance that he gets it now- you can’t just shut it off. His PTSD can’t just shut off, neither can Lance’s ADHD, or Hunks ADD, and he finally gets it.

-Keith almost punched someone who said Lance should just get over the whole ADHD thing, and that person was a teacher. The comment wasn’t directed at Lance, but since Keith was an office aid, he over heard them, and lets just say he is not an office aid anymore.

  • Lance is touched 

-Allura, by extension her uncle Coran, haven’t moved down here yet, as they come after Shiro comes back from war. 

*Note Shiro is not the bad guy in this story, rather he doesn’t really get it until he has to go through something like PTSD.

Tell Me, How Do You Like It? (m)

Summary: All Yoongi wants is for you to tell him exactly how you like it. He is more than willing to deliver. 
Genre: Smut, PWP and a tad hint of fluff at the end
Warnings: orgasm denial, dirty talk, teasing, oral sex and a dash of spanking
Rating: M
Word Count: 3,250

Originally posted by hidden--demons

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Christine and Chloe eventually convince Michael to tell Jeremy how he feels
Michael decides to do it over text since he doesn’t think he could handle doing it in person

Michael: Hey Jeremy can we talk? 
Jeremy: sure whats up
Michael: This is gonna be hard for me to say but
Jeremy: hey its ok take your time
Michel: I have a huge crush on you and I’ve had it for a few years now.  Sorry.
Jeremy: shit im sorry michael but I dont feel the same im sorry
Michael: Oh right yeah sorry dude didn’t mean to make this awkward haha
Jeremy: you ok
Michael: I’m sure I’ll be fine 

Michael’s crying at this point 
Both Chloe and Christine had convinced him to tell Jeremy because they thought he felt the same
But obviously, they were wrong
Of course they were
Why would anyone like Michael
He was annoying
Loud
Stupid
A loser 
A stoner
And to top it all off now he didn’t even have a best friend 

When Michael tells her, Chloe is all ready to fight Jeremy but Michael tells her to let it go
Over time the group splits
With Michael, Brooke, Chloe, Jenna and Christine in one grou[
And Jeremy, Rich and Jake in the other
Over time the two sides of the group lose most contact
Though Chloe and Jake still talk from time to time 

In his second year of college, Jeremy works out that he is definitely bi after a few nights at a club 
In his last year of college, Jeremy realises that he was actually in love with Michael 
But it’s too late to do anything about that 

Chloe invites both sides of the group to her and Brooke’s wedding  
Everyone shows
Except Jeremy
Michael tries not to let it get to him
But it does
He’s just so angry that Jeremy allowed all of this to become so awkward between them
They were meant to be a team
Player 1 and Player 2
Who cares if it’s platonic or romantic?
He just wants his best friend back

Rich and Jake’s wedding? No Jeremy 

When Brooke has her first kid? No Jeremy 

When Jenna gets promoted to head of her newspaper? No Jeremy 

When Michael is half asleep on his sofa with a glass of wine in his hand after looking after Christine Lohst all day? Of course that’s when he shows up 

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK 
Ugh they’re gonna start to shout soon
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
Oh hell yeah I’ll open it soon
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
It sucks Chlo left me here alone
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
Here in this toddler’s battle zone
CLANG CLANG CLANG CLANG
I feel a headache coming up
BANG BANG BANG BANG
Is Chloe ever giving up?
Splash splash splash splash
Throw some water in my face
Now I’m in a better place I open up the door and - 

“JeReMy!" 
"MiChAeL!”
“Wait why are you surprised? This is my house”
“Christine said it was he- oh shit”
“Christine said what?”
“NOTHING”
“You’re a terrible liar Jeremy”
“But she didn’t say ANYTHING”
Michael raises an eyebrow
“Really?”
“Ok fine well she may have told me that this was her new apartment and so I was stopping in to visit her like I usually do”
“…you usually visit Christine?”
“…yeah”
“So are you two…”
“NO NO NO she’s not my type”
“Oh”
“Yeah”
“Why are you still here Jeremy? Christine’s not here.  Unless you wanted lil Christine in which case she’s sleeping in the guest room”
“Right yeah sorry.  I’m bothering you aren’-”
“You’re no-”
“I’ll jus-”
“You don’t ha-”
“By-”
“COME IN FOR A DRINK”
“Uh what?”
“Would you like to come in for a drink?”
“Oh I…”
“You don’t have to Jeremy, it was just an idea”
“No it’s ok I’ll come in”

Michael finds another wine glass
“Red ok?”
“Red’s perfect thanks”

“So Jeremy how’s everything? What are you doing now?" 
“Oh I’m a games developer”
“You don’t look particularly excited about that? That was like your dream job”
“Oh well normally people get really bored when I talk about work”
“Jeremy you’re talking to the guy who was tempted to play apocalypse of the damned with his adopted niece this morning”
Jeremy looks at up that
“Apocalypse of the damned huh? We never did finish it did we?”
“Never too late to continue”
Both of them look at each other and then there’s a quick scramble to the living room

“I don’t know how well it’s gonna work cos I obviously haven’t played it in years" 
“Dude the console doesn’t have a speck of dust don’t lie to me you probably played this yesterday”
“Shut up Mr Games Developer”
“Touché”
The loading screen comes up and it’s just like high school again
Just the two of them
Michael presses start an-
“UNCLE JEREMY”
Lil Christine comes in
“Uh hey Chrissie”
“Uncle Michael why didn’t you tell me Uncle Jeremy was gonna be here”
“I didn’t know myself”
“Mom’s gonna be so happy”
Both men look at each other
Michael speaks first
“Uh why?”
“Because mom is always talking about how you two should have been together and now you are!”

Jeremy and Michael both go bright red and neither of them speaks
“OH NO I BROKE YOU!”
Michael manages to get some words out  
“Nah Chrissie it’s fine.  Why don’t you back to bed and I’ll come in and see you in a moment”
“But I want to talk to Unc-”
“Christine Lohst - bed now”
“Fiiiiiiiiine" 

"I’m sorry about her”
“She’s not the one who’s apparently been telling her three year old that we should be together”
“Chloe has very strong feelings about what happened in high school”
“So do I”
Michael stares at him, saying nothing
 "I shouldn’t have let your feelings get in the way of our friendship and I’m so sorry that I did.  It was stupid and I hate myself for it"
“Wait shit no don’t say that.  I’m just as much to blame as you are.  It’s not like I really tried to keep our friendship together.  I thought it’d be easier to just let it fall apart.”
“So we’re both sorry and stupid and wish we could be friends again?”
“Definitely”
“Then I’m glad to be your new old friend Michael Mell”
“And I’m glad to be yours Jeremy Heere”
“I should probably tell you something though”
“What?”
“In my last year of college I worked something out - I was an idiot in high school.”
“We already said this”
“For another reason.  I was an idiot because I didn’t realise I was head over heels for you" 
"WHAT”
“I’m sorry Michael.  It took me so long to figure it out and I just rejected you in high school even though I felt the same”
“What about now?”
“What?”
“Do you feel the same now?”
Jeremy takes in Michael
His scruffy hair, his glasses that need to be pushed up, the oversized hoodie he still hasn’t gotten rid of and looks into his eyes
“Yes" 
"Oh”
“Oh?”
“Oh”
“Well, what about you Michael? Do you still like me?”
Michael doesn’t even hesitate
“YES”
“OH”
“OH”

THE GANG PLAYING WITH TWO-BIT’S LITTLE SISTER HCS

OK!!!1!!!! SO I RANDOMLY THOUGHT OF THIS?????? OK HERE WE GO THIS WILL BE A WILD RIDE!1!1!!!11!!!

Pony
-ok so Ponyboy would certainly try and get her to love books so he would read to her
-and help her with her hw
-and teach her everything for the next year
-but mostly it’s princess books he gets from the library 
-she also always manages to convince him to let her do his makeup??
-always tells her it’s amazing and she should always do his makeup
-he would be all like ‘wow! that’s… something! You lil artist!!’
-and she would alway smile all big and like!!!! so would Pony!! 
-and its just A++++

Johnny
-Johnny would be the one to play dolls with her
-and he would always be the purple doll
-idk why I just feel like that would be something he would do?
-and he would do lil voices for her
-and he would get like REALLY into it
-and he would sometimes forget how into it he gets (wow ‘and he’ three times in a row, yikes)
-it gets to the point where whenever she sees Johnny she asks he would play with her
-and like she would drag him into the room
-and Johnny always tries to make it all silly for her
-so pure?????

Soda & Steve
-since Soda and Steve are always together
-they would play with her,,,,,,,, together
-i feel like they would play dress up!!!
-and its so pure!!
-she would always choose their outfits
-and i feel like Soda and Steve would try and out-sass each other
-like they wanna see who can make the best show!1!!1!1!!
-and their goal would always be to make her laugh
-then they would dress her up
-and Steve would be all like ‘You look too pretty we have to make sure you don’t get a boyfriend!’
-and she would scrunch her nose and say ew
-AND STEVE AND SODA ARE LIKE!1!!!! ‘das right no boyfriends till your 32!!’
-and you can hear Two-Bit in the back agreeing with them

Darry
-Darry would 10000% love giving her piggy back rides
-and he would like lift her up and spin her around!!
-he would also like arm wrestle her
-then let her win
-and he would try and braid her hair
-but it wouldn’t really look like a braid
-kinda just a knot
-but he does it so often he gets really good at it??
-did I mention putting her on his shoulder and always bringing her a candy bar or something adorable like that
-he would also let her paint his nails
-more like  feel so bad that she is getting so sad when he says no so he says ok fine
-and he never gets to choose his color
-and hes like???
-what kinda salon is this????
-and she just kinda shrugs and giggles

Dally
-so yeah yeah Dally ‘hates kids’
-but this one is an exception!1!!!!1
-he’s also secretly her favorite
-Dally likes to bring her little toys
-like tiny little plastic dolls
-but like nobody knows he gets them for her
-nobody also knows that he attempts to do her hair after she asks him but then gives up after it gets too hard
-keeps accidentally cursing in front of her
-so every time he does he slips her 25₵ and tells her not to repeat him
-lets just say her piggy-bank is LOADED
-also she  began to say ‘man’ A LOT
-gives her piggy back rides as well
-always tells her what to do in situations
-like what to do if she’s at the wrong place at the wrong time
-and its like?? Dally??? a lil too early for that???
-but he actually really cares about her like a sister
-just don’t tell anyone!!!!!!!!!!!
-that is #classified information!!!

Two-Bit
-#ultimatebigbrother
-always watches Disney movies with her
-she’s the reason he likes Mickey Mouse so much!!
-always sneaks her some candy
-is VERY over-protective and will SQUARE UP if you even SUGGEST she isn’t the best thing on this Earth
-they have a secret handshake
-always makes forts with her
-when he is home at night (cuz u know he’s a PARTY ANIMAL) he will tell her silly made-up stories before bed
-and if she has a nightmare he will be the first one up to comfort her
-also if you ask her he has super powers that scare away closet monsters
-basically does what all of the gang does for her (meaning dress up,  piggy back rides, etc) and more
-when he does come home drunk he will make sure she is asleep
-if she does see him with the occasional ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGE and asks what he’s drinking
-he makes sure to tell her no matter what to never drink it
-because he doesn’t want anything bad to happen to her in the future

SORRY THIS IS SO LONG!!!!!

Yes Sir Part 2

Yes Sir by evansrogerskitten

Part Two: You’re Mine 

Professor John Winchester x Reader

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Reader’s affair with Professor John Winchester develops. Emotions run hot and so does the smut.

A/N: This is for @roxy-davenport‘s Birthday Challenge. Happy Birthday dahling! My prompts: Jealous sex. Horror movie: Psycho. Quote: “You heard me. Take. It. Off. Now. ” This is also for @mrs-squirrel-chester‘s Album Fanfiction Challenge- “Lonely Star“ by the Weekend. Prompts and lyrics are bolded. Gifs aren’t mine. WC: 4977 | On AO3 

Warnings: NSFW, Explicit, Smut, Oral sex, Anal play, minor breathplay, language, alcohol, so much dirty talk, unprotected sex, fluff- so basically, my usual. Enjoy! xoxo


“C’mon, go out with us on Friday.”

“Yeah, we’re gonna hit up a friend’s birthday party and then the bars. Get in a little trouble maybe?”

I giggled at my two male classmates who were lounging on desks across from me. They were flirting, coaxing me to go out with them that weekend. I flirted back, smiling even though I knew I probably wouldn’t go. I’d known them all year and they were both cute. And a girl has to have a little fun, right?

Problem was I didn’t really want to go out with them. I already belonged to someone else.

I was having an affair with my college professor. Might call it foolish, perhaps even illegal. But the only trouble I wanted to get into was with Professor Winchester.

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anonymous asked:

do u think keith is ruthless enough to kill?

seE,, this is interesting to me because, i think we already have that answer. but i dont think the answer makes him ruthless

as soon as keith gets an opportunity to take out zarkon, he takes it. hes like ?? i can end the empire right here right now? i can just axe this guy and that’ll save the universe? great, done

even when coran tells him like five times No,,,no do nOt do that, that is a Bad plan, he just cuts the comms. like he is ready to kill zarkon right here right now 

if he was able to at the time, i seriously think he would’ve killed zarkon without a second thought. he went all out trying to kill him, no questions asked. because the thing about keith is, he’s very much an act now type of person. he thinks on his feet and reacts in the moment. i feel like that leaves very little room at the time for regret, particularly when you 1) dont know the guy personally and 2) you do know that they’re responsible for the torture, enslavement, and murder of countless races across the universe.

also, he uh?? may have killed someone already? remember the druid he threw his sword at, and on contact with the blade they just like??? obliterated?? and all thats left is the sword?

ya, that. keith doesnt seem at all broken up about that. you can argue of course that he wasn’t intending to kill them cause he didnt know blades magically disintegrate druids, but like. pidge also kinda causes haxus to fall (to his death??) and it doesnt phase her. i think with both of those instances the idea is let’s brush past this real quickly and not really stop to think about it cause we cant dwell too much on murder in a kids show,, (hi florona). 

but in the case with keith and zarkon, i think his immediate willingness to kill someone for the greater good is very much intentional. zarkon conquered like most of the known universe. he destroyed allura’s home planet. his empire captured and tortured keith’s only friend. keith has plenty of reason to want to even the score. also, its a numbers game–get rid of this one Evil guy, and you save the whole universe. to keith, that’s not even a question. 

theres also lubos, who i guarentee keith wouldve had no qualms about killing. i mean, he doesn’t go through with it, but you can clearly see that once keith realizes lubos sold out his people to save his own skin, well–keith definitely wanted to get back at him for it 

of course, we do know that keith doesnt try to harm people needlessly though. the garrison covered up the disappearance of his best friend, then captured and sedated him when he got back to earth. keith had a knife at the time, but he still only fights the garrison barehanded and just quickly knocks them out. when he’s on the balmera, he stops attacking head-on when lance reminds him the “planet” is an actual creature that can be harmed. keith doesn’t want to hurt people if he can avoid it, and as much as he likes getting back at the galra, i still think he’d only kill someone out of necessity, not personal gain. 

i also think keith is much less fired up to take on the galra now because he’s one of them. this means he’s not only more compassionate and empathetic towards some of them–see thace and ulaz–this also means he’s very much conscious about his own feelings of aggression. like, i think he’s trying extra hard not to lash out or anything because he worries he’s just like them. and keith really, really wants to be a good person. like, the boy is really trying. he honestly genuinely cares about other people and wants to do “the right thing”

for keith, killing zarkon was “the right thing.” it meant sparing the universe from his intergalactic conquest. it meant justice for shiro and freeing pidge’s family and putting an end to the monster that eradicated allura’s home. from keith’s perspective, allowing zarkon to live, allowing zarkon to continue imprisoning and torturing and murdering people when he had the power to act and stop it, now that is ruthless. he was just trying to do the right thing 

i dont think anyone thinks pidge is a bad person for pushing haxus. i dont think anyone would say shiro lost his humanity just because he was thrown in a gladiator arena and he’d rather fight back than lay down and die. so i wouldnt say keith is heartless just because he’s willing to make big sacrifices for what he thinks is right. 

on a more meta level, i also think its kinda hard to judge cause he’s not really human, so human standards dont really apply. for instance, lance and hunk both tell him its cold to leave allura. but by galra standards, i think thats just being pragmatic. so like, what the galra consider ruthless might be something different. anyway, sorry this got so long but,,, ya i do think keith could kill. i dont think that makes him ruthless though, especially since its a given people are going to die in war and he knows what he signed up for

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Requested: I was wondering if I could request a caring Shawn one where maybe you two get into a fight and you leave and then you have a panic attack or something and you call him and even though you two were fighting he still comes over and cares for you? Sorry if that didn’t make sense lol

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“Stop, y/n.” Shawn says, his voice full of anger. “You can’t keep holding it against me. It’s my career, my job, don’t you understand?”

You swallow hard, trying to keep your emotions in check. “I’m not holding it against you, Shawn. I just need to know you’re not forgetting about me!”

“I’m not, I don’t know why you would say that!” He says, his voice just as loud and terrifying as it was a minute ago. You can’t match his tone. You don’t know how to scream back at him, and you don’t want to.

“You’re always busy, and even when you’re not, you’re thinking about all the things you need to get done, which I get, but I feel like you don’t even remember that I’m here, that I’m your girlfriend.” You reply, honestly.

“How could I forget, y/n? I can’t forget, and I don’t.” He spits back.

You only wait a beat before replying, still trying to absorb his last words, “Do you want to?” You ask, your voice full of fear and sadness.

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#37- Casual Sex (Sam x Jody)

Requested anonymously for my kink list (master list here).

Word Count: 1550

Warnings: smut

A/N: I love Winmills so damn much. Hope y’all enjoy! XOXO


It’s almost as dark inside Jody’s house as it is outside in the night. There’s one lonely lamp turned on in the hallway, sending a soft glow echoing through her living room, just enough to see by, not bright enough to be harsh on Sam’s tired eyes.

His stomach is full of her lasagna and his hair smells like the fruity shampoo she graciously offered him when she shoved him into the bathroom with a clean towel, insisting that he not leave that room until she could see his skin underneath the dirt.

It’s nice to come here after a hunt.

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alright you fuckers, im emotionally wrecked so what better way to fix it than thinking about kissing bts:

seokjin loves kissing you like in the movies. pda is a must for him. nothing too flashy, just sentimental kisses like in the middle of the rain, or on a hike watching the sun set/rise. he kisses you like your his queen, his ruler, as if the only way to give his heart to you is through kisses. kissing is like his second language. he always lets you know how he feels when he kisses.

when yoongi kisses you, its always during the night time. daytime is for cuddling, but night timeeee. as soon as you get home he kisses you before he does anything else. he’ll kiss your shoulders when you brush your teeth, he’ll even change you into your pajamas just because he wants to kiss your tummy. he doesn’t even mind if you dont want to kiss him. sure he can feel you with his entire body, but his lips make it all the more special. he always has to kiss your shoulders when you fall asleep. 

kissing hobi is like that feeling when you wake up in the morning during a vacation and you sit outside in the morning sun. its warm, and tingly and its just so, complete. he always wants to hold you, cradle you, just having you in his arms is enough for him, but why would he skip any opportunity to kiss you? the cheek kisses in the morning oh. my. god. fixing breakfast or coffee or whatever you make in the morning isn’t what your anticipating, its his back hugs and kisses that really wake you up.

this boy istg. namjoon likes knowing you exist. its weird i know, but bare with me. the best way to remind himself that you’re there with him is having you on his lap. your arms around his neck makes him feel wrapped up in a blanket which keeps him at ease. the physical weight of just, you. but the kisses my dear, he’s always smiling through them at least once. the very essence of you makes him smile so he can’t help but do just that.

the way jimin kisses you is unreal. its slow. he usually lets you set the pace because hes always tired after practice and just wants to feel you against him at the end of the day when he comes home. hes a smol baby. he likes it when you play with his hair when you kiss, when he asks for back massages, it only ever escalates to him kissing you in your lap.

who’d’ve thought taehyung was a shy kisser. sure, on stage he’s fucking relentless with his tongue, but once he goes backstage to find you, he always has a look in his eyes. he waits for you to look at his lips, then he’ll look at yours and he waits for you to lean in. of course at home he’s not as shy, but its always there. he actually asks if he can kiss you. whenever he does ask, he just looks at you and closes his eyes super early, like it’s the first time you kissed him. he likes being careful with you. a true, genuine, gentleman.

at first, jungkook was really unsure with going about kissing you. at first. now? im pretty sure the grip he keeps on your hips is a telltale sign that he’s not unsure anymore. the way he pulls you in towards him makes you breathless every time. you know those movie kisses when the guy will breathe in really really hard like your air is the only air he can breathe? yeah. thats him. he’ll kiss you absolutely anywhere. he doesn’t care who sees or what anyone says. he’s kisses you like its the last time he’ll ever get to.

I would like to see a sort of phantom-of-the-opera themed fic, where Will works for the opera, not as one of the singers, but in the orchestra pit.

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Supervision

Word count: 4695
Genre: Angst, Smut.
Summary: You and ex-Jinyoung end up in the same university, your predictable arguments turned into something…not so predictable.

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The look on your face was of pure shock when you saw Jinyoung walking into the same university as you, and his look was the exact same. All the flashbacks from your past coming back to you all at once as your eyes locked together. You and Jinyoung had a tricky past, You have been together previously, for a very long time. You shared some of the happiest moments together and also some of the most intimate, and you knew every single big and little thing of each other, whether it was personality wise, or looks wise. You meant everything to him, and he meant everything to you, but that didn’t stop you from ending things with him, you feared the feelings of love, and the responsibility of commitment, you feared it after seeing the absolute hatred you parents had for each other, especially before their divorce, you were scared that it would happen to the two of you. So you ended it as soon as you fell for him, without any explanation, and it absolutely broke you both, both of you in tears and you just left him. After that day, he spent his time trying to find out why, which turned into arguments because you never told him why, which turned into him eventually hating you, and you couldn’t blame him. You argued for the rest of the year, until school was over, and summer break finally spread you apart. You thought you would never see him again, which is why both of you tried your hardest avoiding each other at the new school you would have to share for the next 4 years. It wasn’t working out though, with both of you ending up in 4/6 of the same classes, and you cursed silently every single time you had to find out you would be sharing the same classroom. You spent the classes stealing gazes at each other, pretending that you weren’t, but your stares were entirely different, his were of hatred, and yours of regret and sadness, wondering how it got so bad. You felt okay about being in the same classes until in the last class, you scored a plain old fashioned dick of a teacher that put uni students in a seating plan, which sat him right next to you. You fell silent, the awkwardness and tension filling up and you practically jumped and ran out of the class when they day was over, heading straight to your car, but it just so happened as you were rushing, looking behind you for Jinyoung, you didn’t realise he was walking behind you, purposely bumping into you, making all your books fall to the ground.

“Oh, my bad!” he laughed as he walked past and you just looked at him in awe, this cannot be happening you thought. You just got out of a year of arguments with him, you couldn’t handle another 4. You didn’t reply, not wanting to start anything and he walked away, leaving you to pick up your books and silently curse under your breath as you walked to your car and went straight for home, thinking about him and your encounter for the rest of the day.

“ok,” you spoke to yourself “just 4 days a week, I can do this…4 days a week…for 4 years” you sighed, and you tossed and turned in your sleep for the rest of the night.
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You spent the next day avoiding him and his gaze, until of course you had that last class, and you didn’t look back at him when you felt his gaze, you tried not to flinch at a snarky comment or a snicker he made when you answered a question in class, doing your best ignoring him.

“So, ruin anyone else’s lives lately?” he whispered in your ear, your back tingling at his hot breath.

“Don’t start Jinyoung please” You didn’t look at him, instead you looked at the clock, 5 minutes was left in the class and you were practically trying to leave you seat already.

“Just asking a simple question” he retorted.

“No, you’re trying to start something that I don’t want to start, so please don’t, it would be great if we could just be civil for once”

“You can try, but I’m still not done making you feel how you made me felt when you broke us off without an explanation” you ignored this comment, your hand balling into a fist.

The last minute of the class passed and you were finally allowed to leave, you and Jinyoung being the last two to leave since you were at the back of the class. He blocked the door from you, giving his signature smirk that used to make you melt, but now only makes you wonder what argument he is about to try and start.

“Move” you say, controlling yourself from pushing him away instead.

“That’s not a way to treat your peers, what happened to manners?” he chuckled at you and you kept silent, frustration rising.

“Come on y/n, one little word and then ill gladly move out of your way”

“Are you two okay over there?” you turn around to here your professor talking to you, probably noticing the tension, but not noticing enough to get up from his desk.

“All good here” Jinyoung shot him a thumbs up and then turned back to you. “One little word sweetheart”

“Move…please” you say, and Jinyoung gave you a smile, moving a way and letting you pass and you rushed to you car, already preparing for the next day to come before it has even started.
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You walked into your last class of the next day, already dreading having to take that seat next to your ex boyfriend. Surprisingly enough, he didn’t say anything through this class and you thought maybe he would leave you alone. You knew that you felt his eyes on you, but a word ever left his mouth or yours and it was relieving.

The clock ticked past and you were finally allowed to leave, you  rushed out but Jinyoung left before you, and as you walked to your car  you found him leaning against it.“Where are you rushing off too so quickly?” you sighed at you walked to your car, you thought too soon. It was stupid to think he would leave you and your past with him alone.
“Can you move out of the way please, you’re blocking the drivers door”

“No”

“I said please”

“I don’t care” At this point you patience was wearing thin, and you attempted to push him out of the way, but he was stronger than you and your attempts were useless.

“What do you want!” you raised your voice, giving you and Jinyoung attention from others around you, but you lowered your head and tried keeping you cool.
“I told you, I want to make you feel as miserable as you made me”

“Why cant you just leave it alone! Move on!”

“It’s hard to move on when you STILL haven’t given an explanation on why I should!” now he was raising his voice, not even a week into university and you’re already arguing with him.

“Don’t start Jinyoung, I’m so tired of this, just get the fuck over it and leave me alone! Even months after we haven’t seen each other you still want to fight with me!”

“Stop giving me a reason too then! Maybe if you would stop being so selfish and give me a fucking explanation I would leave this alone! But you won’t!”

“And I’m not going to! So fucking MOVE!” you pushed him out of the way. Both of you officially cursing and yelling at each other, grabbing every passerby’s attention.

“You two!” you hear a shout at you both, silencing the both of you and you stared at one of the school leaders hounding towards you. You both awaited your fate. “This is absolutely disgraceful! Two students fighting in front of MY school! I won’t tolerate this behaviour! Both of you, detention tomorrow after school! My office!” the professor stormed off, everyone around you leaving too, you Jinyoung fuming at each other.

“Look what you did” He had the audacity to say to you.

“Are you fucking kidding me??” you gave him one last glare, getting into you car and slamming the door shut, speeding off to your home, as you spent the rest of the night frustrated and crying in an angry rage, knowing that you won’t be able to take this much longer.
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You and Jinyoung were quiet the whole day, not wanting to worsen your consequences. The awkwardness of having to walk to detention together filling inside you both. You opened the door of the professors office, her head tilting up as you both walked into the room.

“You have an hour and a half with me, sit down, do some work” she spoke coldly, not happy with either of you.

About 35 minutes into yours and Jinyoung’s never ending detention, the sound of the telephone rung through the and both of you heads looked up at the teacher as she picked up the phone.

“Ill be there right away” was the last thing she said.

“I have to go to an important last minute meeting, I will be back to see you both off, don’t cause any more trouble or there will be another month worth of these detentions, got it?” You both nodded at her as she walked out of the room.

It took a few minutes of silence before Jinyoung finally lifted himself from his desk, walking to yours and placing his hands against it.

“Why can’t you just tell me why” You stared up at him.

“Are you serious?? Even in detention you want to start this?”

“I’m just asking a simple question I don’t know why its so hard for you to answer”

“I don’t want to answer it”

“Why!” You stood up from you seat, your faces so close together in frustration.

“Just stop asking Jinyoung!” you both stood your ground, but you weren’t prepared for what he was about to say next.

“You left me! You were everything to me and you left without any explanation at ALL, I think I deserve at least that much after how miserable you made me feel! Like I did something wrong!”

You fought back the tears that were trying to swell in you eyes.

“Jinyoung plea–”

“I loved you!” he shouted, and his words struck you, his words broke you and you couldn’t hold the paragraph inside your head anymore as you blurted out everything to him.

“I loved you too! That’s why I left! Because it scared me, ALL of it! I was scared of the feelings because you know how my parents turned out, you saw how they fought before they got divorced and you see how much they hate each other now! I was scared that it was going to happen to us so I broke it off! I didn’t want to hurt you and I hurt you so much and I’m so sorry! You were everything to me and you still are that’s why I cant stand these arguments anymore! I’m so, so sorry!”

You both shared gazes of shock and for once your facial expressions showed no hate, both of you panting heavy and then suddenly Jinyoung moved towards you, cradling your face as he crashed his lips onto yours, making you jump back slightly. You grabbed the nape of his neck and his hair with both of your hands. The kiss passionate and long overdue, all the feelings since your break up being let out it a single kiss. You moved away from you desk and Jinyoung grabbed you, his arms so tight around you that if you weren’t already holding your breath from kissing, you would be from his grip. Your lips melted into each others, and it never ended, teeth tugged at the bottom of you lips and you gladly opened them to let him in, his tongue roaming around yours and his grip around you becoming tighter as he dominated the kiss. You nibbled at his bottom lip, your tongues battling together and you missed this feeling, you missed kissing him so fucking much. The kiss stopped for only a moment, you faces apart but still only millimeters away from each other, his chest heaving up and down and he breathed and you felt his hot breath on your face, you lust for him grew and you pulled his face right back to you, joining your lips together again, both yours and Jinyoung’s heated kisses screaming of passion. He parted his lips from yours and you hated the loss until he started moving from your lips to your jaw and to you neck, leaving trails of love bites wherever he could, marking you his once again. His lips moved under you ear, remembering that it was yours and his favourite spot from when you used to do this almost everyday, leaving a bruise right in the spot and you moaned against him, the feeling going straight to your core. His hands still placed on your waist and he started walking, dodging the tables and desks, and you walked backwards with him as he pinned you against the wall, his lips reconnecting with your neck and moving down to your collarbone, leaving small bruises, the feeling engulfing you and you barely noticed when he started to unbutton the buttons of the school shirt you both shared.

“What if she comes back” you asked nervous and he looked at you, his pupils dilated and full of lust.

“I don’t care, I’ve missed this too much” you didn’t protest him because you felt the same way, you missed this, all of this, you missed feeling him and his lips and his arms around you, and all the feelings came back at once in this moment, the feelings going straight to your core. He pulled the shirt off of you and threw it onto a nearby desk, you undid the buttons on his shirt, dropping it onto the floor and admiring the body you missed so much. Your lips biting and suck on his neck as he moved his hands around to your back, unclasping your bra and discarding it on the floor. He placed his lips back onto you, licking down your breasts before attaching himself onto your left nipple and you moaned as he kissed and suck and nibbled on your hardening bud, his hand messaging your other breast, your hand gripped into his hair.

“Oh Jinyoung!” you moaned, and he did the same in response, moaning at your voice.

“I missed hearing you moan my name”

“I missed you making me moan your name” you panted in response and your chest heaved up and down from Jinyoung ministrations, he moved lower down your body, his hands moving down with him and he placed them on your thighs, underneath your skirt as he slowly dragged up the material, squeezing both you cheeks in his hands and you grunted at the feeling, you were already so wet for him and he knew it as his finger grazed over your clothed core, and you cursed at the sudden feeling.

“Fuck!” you head tilted upwards as you moaned and he started to speak, diverting your attention back to him as you stared into each others eyes.

“I bet you missed how these fingers made you feel? I bet you missed knowing that only I know how to get you all riled up, I bet you missed me inside you, my touch, my tongue, everything else that made you look like this”

His words traveled straight through your body to your core, you knew the look on your face right now would be of pure desperation, you wanted him so badly and you were showing it, and he could easily see. He raised an eyebrow at you.

“Yes I did Jinyoung, I missed all of it, and I can’t wait to feel you again” you gasped as he picked you up, your legs instinctively placed around his waist, he carried you to the professors desk placing you on it, knocking down cups of pens and other paperwork, he pulled you forward and spread your legs before he dropped onto his knees and looked up at you, smirking as he started to leave kisses on your inner thighs, so close to where you wanted him but not quite there, you leaned your hands behind you, keeping yourself upright, he looked back up at you, your eyes locking together as he pulled you underwear down your legs, dropping them to the floor and bringing his face back to your core. His hot breath fanning you and he placed a finger inside you, your head thrown back at the  sudden act.

“Ugh! Jinyoung–” he pumped his finger in and out easily, your wetness coating his fingers.

“You’re so wet for me baby, how much do you want me??” you couldn’t find your voice to reply to him as he added another finger inside of you, your mouth widening and your breathing shaky. He looked up at you while he continued his sinful act, missing how you looked when you were like this, and you looked and sounded beautiful to him, he didn’t care about anything else in that moment besides pleasuring you. He increased the speed of his fingers and started to curl them inside you, you gripped the sides of the desks, the edges making your hands red and your knuckles white with the effort as Jinyoung pleased you, hitting the spot each time with his fingers and it sent you into your own world, you moaned and cursed Jinyoung’s name and he was thriving off of it. His fingers continued their devilish act inside you, and then his mouth came closer to you, and he started to lick your clit, his tongue joining in on the ministrations of his fingers and you haven’t heard such noises and whimpers come out of your mouth like this in a very long time. Jinyoung placed kitten licks repeatedly on your clit and you felt dizzy from all the feelings, his fingers relentlessly pumping in and out of you and his tongue licking torture.

“Fuck! oH my god Jinyoung!” you screamed his name in delight, not caring how loud you were in the almost empty university. Your hand latched onto Jinyoung’s hair, tugging desperately at it making him moan against you, you felt the vibrations of his moans on your clit and it felt heavenly. His teeth joined the sinful acts as he started grazing slightly over his clit, sucking and nibbling on it and you felt your eyes roll back and the knot in your stomach start to tighten and you knew you weren’t going to last much longer, not at the rate he was going. He licked up and down you, making sure to pay extra attention on your clit as he sucked it.

“Jinyoung fuck I’m so close-AH!” your walls clenched around his fingers as you felt your orgasm approaching but then all of a sudden he stopped, his mouth separating from you and his fingers removed, and you burst with frustration.

“What are you going!” you asked, your frustration evident.

“I want to be inside you when I make you come” your heat jumped at his words and it excited you, and you anticipated what was next to come. Jinyoung lifted himself onto his feet, he grabbed you waist, pulling you off the table and flipping you around, now bending you over it. Jinyoung flipped the skirt onto your back and you were on display for him, vulnerable and it turned you on more than anything. You heard his belt and pants hit the floor and you stared back at him, licking your lips in excitement, you looked into his eyes, his eyes now black and full of lust, his sex hair on display, his mouth plum and red and he looked so fucking sexy you could come right there and then, his eyes concentrated on you and he grabbed you waist as he lined his length with your entrance, he rubbed his length up and down on you and you couldn’t handle the teasing you just wanted him inside you.

“Jinyoung please-FUCK!” he pushed into you in a instant, giving no time to spare and no time for you to adjust as he started pumping in and out of you. He brought his tip all the out before slamming all the way, balls deep back into you.

“Fuck you feel so good baby, I missed you around me” deep groans and grunts escaped his plump lips and his eyebrows furrowed as the pleasure overwhelmed you both. You rocked up and down on the desk, gripping the sides for support as he slammed hard in and out of you, but at an agonizingly slow pace which you knew he was doing on purpose, the slow speed made you write underneath him, just wanted him to go faster, but you couldn’t speak out your request because you couldn’t find you voice, you were lost in this hard thrusts and all you could do was moan. You tried to find you voice, moaning pleas to Jinyoung and he eventually got the message, deciding to finally quicken his pace, thrusting faster in and out of you.

Jinyoung hand grabbed onto your neck, pulling you and you moved up with him, your faces together and he kissed you as he thrusted into you relentlessly, you kisses messy and rushed as you bounced up down, sweat beads forming on both of your foreheads. you faced forwards again but kept yourself standing up as Jinyoung fucked you from behind, leaving kisses on the back of your neck at the same time.

“Faster please!” Jinyoung listened to your requests and he thrusted faster into you, faster than you could imagine and the room was spinning around you, your eyes clenched shut as he stretched your walls, your hands sore from gripping the table so hard and your waist to surely be bruised from the grip Jinyoung has on it. Jinyoung cursed behind you, and then he pulled out of you, flipped you around, lifting you up and placing you back onto the desk, he slammed back into you and you screamed in pleasure as he was once again fastening his pace and thrusting harder, which you didn’t think was possible. Jinyoung grabbed your leg, placing it around his waist and you did the same with the other, the new angle allowing Jinyoung to hit you deeper, and hit you right in the spot which made you mewl in delight. You honestly didn’t not know how anyone left in the university couldn’t hear you, but you were definitely not scared if they did or if they came in because you were too lost in the moment to give a fuck.

“FUck! Right there baby!” you threw you head back into delight as he hit you g-spot with every thrust, you felt your orgasm high approaching and you moved your hand to your clit, rubbing vigorous circles to help you along the way. Jinyoung stared at your fingers and their actions, watching you pleasure yourself as he also pleasured you and the sight for him was almost unbearable. You moaned and cursed and screamed in delight as he thrusted in an out of your, your fingers quickening their pace on your clit as you felt your stomach tighten, you walls clenched around Jinyoung, making him groan and curse deeply in response, he knew this meant you were close so he continued his hardest to get you to your peak, his lips once again latching onto your breasts, while he continued his thrusts and you continued the movement with your fingers. He sucked and nibbled at your breast and this was the last thing you needed before your orgasm washed over you, your juices released around Jinyoung and he groaned at the feeling, you started to see stars and you screamed as your orgasm hit you like no other, your walls clenching, your hand left your clit and joined the other in gripping the table, almost bleeding from gripping so hard, Jinyoung’s relentless thrusts allowing you to ride out your high for as long as possible and you felt pure ecstasy, your body shuddering and tingling and your breath shaking. You chest heaved up and down and your heart racing a marathon as you started to calm down from what was the best high you’ve had in a very long time. You finally relaxed from your high, feeling weak and feeling absolutely spent, but Jinyoung continues thrusting into you, chasing his own high. Although the over sensitivity overwhelmed you, you used all your effort to continue and get Jinyoung to reach his high, you grabbed his hair, pulling his face towards you and smashed your lips onto him, both of you grunting into the kiss, only separating to take many needed breaths, you bit and nibbled onto his bottom lip and your tongue dominated his as he concentrated on his thrusts inside you, your hand tightened in his hair and he loved the feeling, his orgasm starting to close in very quickly. You purposely clenched your walls around him in efforts to get him there sooner and it was definitely working as he removed himself from your kiss, moaning and cursing as he placed his head in the crook of your shoulder, your fingers gripped as his shoulders, leaving red marks and scratches and they moved down.

“Fuck y/n!” he groaned, his breathing rocky and his orgasm finally ripping through him, his muscles tensed as he orgasmed, pure euphoria making his body shake as he rose out his high, his seed released into you, the feeling warm inside you. His eyebrows furrowed together and his eyes clamped shut. His teeth bit into your shoulder at the feeling of his high and you hissed at the pleasurable pain. Worn out curses and moans left his mouth as his thrusts started to become sloppy and he started to relax, you leaned back onto the table and just watched him as he slowed to a final stop, his arms placed down to rest beside you as he hovered over you. His breathing slowly becoming steady and the pacing of his heart starting to slow, he looked into your eyes, placing a kiss on your lips as he removed himself from you, and you were saddened by the loss. He pulled his jeans back up and you watched him as he got dressed, you didn’t know how someone could make buttoning up a shirt look so sexy, but of course he managed. He walked back at you, a silly smile on his face as you fixed his very obvious sex hair as best you could. He grabbed your underwear of the floor, sliding the material back up your legs, the gesture cute and you laughed at him. He reached for your hands, pulling you up and off the table, he handed your shirt to you and you placed it back on.

“We better make this room look presentable again” he said to you and you looked around and laughed, you didn’t realise how much of a mess you created, the professors desk ruined (you started with that one first - placing everything back in the right spots), the tables moved and the chairs fallen, and when you two had cleaned up you walked up to Jinyoung, giving him a tight hug.

“I’m so sorry Jinyoung, I’m never letting you go again” his hands ran through your hair and he kissed your forehead.

“I’ll never let you go either”. You two embraced in the hug and you didn’t want to let it go, but had to when you heard footsteps coming down the hallway, you both scrambled to your seats, just in time for the professor to walk into the room, her facial expressing assuming something suss, but ignoring it as she sat at her desk.

“You two can go” she said coldly at you. You and Jinyoung smiled at each other, rushing out of the room.

“My place?” he asked you.

“Sure thing, but I’m driving” you rattled your car keys in his face, you both shared laughter, finally back together, which is the only place you two should be.




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“The storm catches everyone, eventually. Does it matter?”


I frequently think about what matters to me the most: my kids, my family, my home. In my depression I wonder whether the work will really amount to anything, whether I’m ever doing enough. I’m tough, but life is tougher. The storm caught Fleet, in the story Kaladin tells to Wit, though he ran as fast and as hard as he could.


Like Kaladin, I focus on that part, weighing the meaning of the story against its outcome. Fleet could never outrun the storm. He wasn’t good enough, not fast enough.


Then, what was the point? Was any of it worth it?


What I think Wit is saying (as if it’s actually ever straightforward or simple, but let’s pretend for a moment) is that the end actually doesn’t matter. No one outruns death. As Death says in Neil Gaiman’s Sandman, “You lived what anybody gets…You got a lifetime. No more. No less.”


We know what will happen. The storm comes. Death (or hardship, if you prefer) comes for everyone. But does that equal defeat?


I think Wit was trying to tell Kaladin what he knows but has not yet absorbed: Life before death. Strength before weakness. Journey before destination.


Life is hard. Life kicks your butt. But life is about what you do, the experience of living it, not how it ends or that it ends. It’s made up of the journey and not the arrival. If Fleet had decided that he wouldn’t run unless he knew he could have everything he wanted by the end, he wouldn’t have started.


I realized recently that my all-or-nothing, black-and-white thinking defeats me in a different way than I had imagined: there is no achieving perfection - that’s a false ideal. I will never be able to make the perfect series of choices and enjoy a perfect life. But I am able to end up with the ‘nothing,’ if I despair enough and give up. Against my intuition, happiness is in the grey areas: not the white, which is impossible, or the black, which is failure. It’s in between. It’s being alright with not getting everything you want. That doesn’t mean that you don’t live or enjoy or use your strengths. You fling yourself against the rocks of life and you don’t ask the cost.


The point of Fleet’s race was not to win; the point was to RUN.


Journey before destination.


Keep running.

The Black Orchid

Originally posted by jooheonbebe

Genre: Smut

Word count: +/- 4k


Office. Paperwork. Meeting. Phones calls. More paperwork. Contracts. More meetings.

That was his routine almost on a day to day basis. Being one of the wealthiest men in the whole province had its pros and cons, but it sure did include a whole lot of stress, so he had to find a way to relax and lay back.

And he did.

It was well past 9 pm when he had left his enormous office on the last floor of a twenty-storey building after the umpteenth day of his usual agenda. He grabbed the jacket of his suit from the back of his office chair and put it on in a swift movement, mentally going through the path that would lead him to her. He pushed the button to call the elevator, the big metal box signaling its arrival with a ding sound soon after. He couldn’t get her out of his mind the whole way: her silky voice ringing in his ears; the fullness of her lips and the way they moved whenever she spoke or smiled; the rich dark color of her complexion that seemed made from the finest mahogany with the subtlest golden undertones whenever the light hit her smooth skin. She was absolutely divine. His Adam’s apple bobbed lightly behind the skin of his throat at the thought, his tongue grazing his lips almost subconsciously.

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Dating Youngjae would include:
  • okay so you would be dating this cute boy 
  • like i said in Dating Daehyun Would Include be ready because on dates there’s about 90% sure Daehyun will be there too 
  • sometimes on dates you would feel like its not your and Youngjae’s date but like Youngjae’s and DAEHYUN and you’re like ?????
  • “me or Daehyun”
  • “listen gurl dont put me in tHIS KIND OF SITUATION OKAY”
  • coffee dates, a lot of them
  • remember when Daehyun and Jae made a song called “bubble tea”???
  • he would be singing it whenever he bought himself this or you for yourself
  • “bubble bubble bubble tea! bubble bubble tea! tEA!!1!” 
  • “shut up”
  • family dinners i mean you, Youngjae and the rest of B.A.P
  • boys would love you, especially Yongguk i feel this
  • because you would always take care of Yjay, feed him and put him in his place when there’s a need to 
  • cause he’s so wild sometimes you know what i mean 
  • and you would cook for them, bring them food to studio, clean their dorm 
  • listening to music together until 3 a.m.
  • he would always sing for you 
  • expect amazing hugs from Yjay
  • if he could be would be hugging you 25/8 
  • pda!!1!!!
  • in public always holding hands, back hugs, kisses on cheeks 
  • but in private he’s all over you 
  • even around boys 
  • he would always want to show you how manly he is 
  • and he would want you to always fangirl over him 
  • “hey y/n have you seen my new pic on instagram??”
  • “yea its nice”
  • “nice? niCE? ITS MORE THAN NICE, ITS ART TF IS WRONG WITH YOU”
  • whenever he catch you staring at him he would smile and say something like “do you like what you see?” or “i know you think i’m cute but its not nice to stare at me like that”
  • telling jokes all the time and laughing out loud
  • What do you call a sad cup of coffee? Depresso!!!
  • Why was the cellphone wearing glasses? Because he lost all his contacts!!!
  • What do we call a crying sister? A crisis!!!!
  • you would always laugh at them because they’re stupid to this point it makes you actually laugh so hard 
  • netflix and chill ;-)
  • making out a lot
  • at your apartament 
  • at his dorm 
  • in the studio when there’s nobody except you two 
  • in kitchen 
  • and also
  • did i mention kisses
  • i mean i am truly in love with Yjays lips like 
  • they looks so soft and how could you not want to kiss them?
  • he would kiss your forehead
  • lips
  • cheeks
  • hands
  • lips
  • neck
  • tummy
  • shoulders
  • lips lips lips 
  • he would always be ready to do everything for you
  • even if you’d want a star from the sky
  • he would try to give you this 
  • sooooo
  • Youngjae would be an amazing, super loving, funny, cute boyfriend. you would be his whole world he would love you to death. 

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