it's really hard to find the images i want though so yeah

Ink and Kisses

Anon said to moi:

“Omg i want a tattoo artist jungkook!!!!!! 😭😩 smut/fluff/and honestly anything!!!! I just love tattoos artists jungkook but there aren’t alot of those fanfic…. can u help a poor girl out ??💖”

FIRst time trying a Tattoo artist AU. I had to do some reading before this, and JK is sO sexy i s2g. Still weird that I don’t really ever feel like doing the do with him. HOPE YOU ENJOY <3 1,400 Words

Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Tattooist au!

Part 1 | Part 2 (FINAL)

Originally posted by nnochu

No one would have ever imagined that hardcore badass Jeon Jungkook, the most well-known tattoo artist in the town, the guy who dropped out to follow his passion, was best friends with beautiful, sweet, top-scoring university student, Y/N. 

Physically, they seemed to be polar opposites. He had dragons inked onto his skin, three piercings on his left ear and two on his right, and always wore black; whilst you were a bright, clean slate – but you knew that was what he loved about you.

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NCT 127 reaction to you falling asleep on them

rest of the reactions under the cut - kept as gender neutral as possible

taeil

Originally posted by dimplesjae

  • honestly he’d probably be running his fingers through your hair while you lay down on top of him while watching tv or something
  • it’d be a while before he even noticed you’re asleep
  • when he does it’s kind of startling because you’re so quiet?? wow amazing
  • “wow”
  • when he realizes he stops combing through your hair because what if it wakes you up or something
  • but then you stir and move your head a little higher up on his chest and he’s like oh
  • so he goes back to playing with your hair and braids it and stuff
  • have fun combing it all out when you wake up lmao
  • your legs and his are entangled and one of his hands is on your back and the other in your hair or behind his head
  • you’re basically flat on top of him
  • he doesn’t want to move too much
  • taeil is like… crazy afraid of waking you up because you must be s o tired and he doesn’t wanna ruin your much needed sleep
  • “ah they’re so pretty”
  • turns off the tv eventually because he’s watching you now and not even paying attention to it
  • wont make any noise honestly
  • eventually he’ll probably fall asleep to the sound of your breathing tbh
  • while you’re listening to the sound of his heartbeat

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Ohana

Summary: “Ohana means family. And family means nobody gets left behind or forgotten.” Everyone knows that Dan is a Lester and belongs on the family holiday–well, everyone except Dan himself. However, a beautiful seaside walk and a special surprise from Martyn and Cornelia may be just the ammunition he needs to change his mind.

Genre: Pure fluff

Word Count: 2.6k

Warnings: Like 2 swear words but that’s it

A/N: Because we all know there was some soppy convincing needed to get Dan to stay in Florida. Inspired by this ask over @nihilist-toothpaste.
I hope you enjoy!!

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Where We Belong

Title: Where We Belong

Summary: Sometimes one little moment can change everything…

Author: deanssweetheart23

Characters: Dean Winchester x reader

Word count: 1370

Warnings: Um, lemme think. A smudge of angst and a very brief mention on nigthmares in the beginning. And then it’s all fluff. Fluff, fluff, fluff, fluff, fluff, fluff and fluff. Okay. I’ll shut up now.

Author’s Note: So, this oneshot that was supposed to be a drabble (I tried, I swear) was inspired by a conversation I had with my twin about how cute Dean looks in the gif below (it’s not even surprising at this point, I know.) Anyway, the story took a life of its own after that. 

So. Enjoy <3

(Gif used is not mine. You can find it right here.)


It’s a habit really.

One of those stupid little routines you can’t and don’t really want to quit, although it’s a bit more substantial than drinking coffee at midnight or always reading your favorite book with a cup of hot chocolate nearby.

It started a few of months ago, after you and the Winchesters had returned from a nasty vampire hunt in New Orleans, and it’s been happening ever since, but neither you or Dean ever talk about it and Sam probably doesn’t even know.

That’s not what matters though.

What really matters is that Dean Winchester has nightmares.

It’s been going on for years, the ordeals coming and going in the stillness of the night without warning. If he’s lucky, they’re just a few horrible pictures that vanish as soon as he opens his eyes, but if not, then they take him away with them, drown him in tides of loss and despair and leave him so broken that you find it hard to put the fragments back together without missing a piece afterwards.

Most of the times, he comes to you. He shuffles through the hallway quietly and leans against your door, waiting for even breaths and youthful smiles. When he’s sure you’re asleep, he gently climbs into the covers and wraps his arms around you, lips on your forehead in a warm kiss, while words like G’night, sweetheart and Thank God you’re okay, kid make their way into the duskiness of the room.

Sometimes though, the creaky sound of the door and the light padding wakes you up the moment he gets inside. These are the nights Dean will look at you like a puppy caught doing something it wasn’t supposed to and murmur a flustered apology, gaze drifting from your eyes to the floor until you tell him to shut up and c’mere already, pulling him to you. And when you curl up next to his side, body pressed against his firmly, all of his apologies and all of his reticence go away.

But then, there are nights like tonight, nights when you’re the one that tiptoes to his bedroom in silence –just to make sure he’s okay.

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blueoceancall  asked:

If you're still taking requests, lance falling through a frozen over lake and become stuck while his fellow paladins try desperately to break the ice?

The fall had been hard, Shiro doubted that if the planets surface hadn’t been covered in a thick blanket of snow he would of been killed.
He sat up wincing with every movement from his aching muscles.
The sky above was still filled with the raging storm that had caused them to crash in the first place.
Shiro and Lance had been sent on a recon mission on a frozen planet surrounded by storms.
Allura had suggested that with the black lions size and connection to the air the two should be able to reach the surface and try to find any signs of life.
However while flying down Black had been struck by lightning causing her to eject the two Paladins to save them from electrocution.
Shiro had managed to slow his fall with his thruster pack, but through all the tumbling he had lost sight of Black.
And more importantly Lance.
“Lance do you copy?” Shiro asked into his com only getting static for a reply.
“Great.” He sighed as he stood up with a groan and began to walk up the snowy ridge, hoping that the higher ground would provide him a better view.
The hike was long and difficult thanks to how powdery the snow was beneath his feet. However despite the challenge, Shiro reached the top after only half and hour.
The view was simply stunning. Like a scene from a Christmas card.
The land was nothing but untouched pure white snow, the trees glistening with frost.
There was a large frozen lake stretching out beneath him reflecting the dark grey storm clouds above like a giant mirror.
There was a dark lump ruining the perfect scene. Shiro squinted trying to figure out exactly what it was.
Then he saw the mound move and Shiro’s eyes widened at the sight of the familiar dark blue against white armour.
“Lance!”
He yelled skidding down the ridge to get to the edge of the lake.
There was already a trail suggesting Lance had fortunately hit the show and only fell down onto the lake after he landed.
Shiro chose not to think about what could of happened if the boy had hit the hard ice.
“Lance!” Shiro yelled again as he stood at the edge.
He was just out of reach lying face down.
Slowly Lance began to look up. His arm was hanging limply by his side and Shiro knew just from looking at it that his shoulder was dislocated.
“H-hey Shiro.” He tried to smile but it was clear to Shiro that he was in pain.
“Hand on buddy I’m coming for you.”
Shiro stepped onto the ice only for cracks to appear beneath his feet. He was too heavy.
“Lance look at me.” Shiro commanded and the boy obliged.
“I need you to come a little closer, if I go out there the ice could break.”
Lance nodded and tried to stand up. Shiro watched the ice nervously as Lance slowly, agonisingly slowly made his way over.
Just a little closer.
When Lance was less then a fingers length away the ice suddenly gave in.
All Shiro could do was watch as Lance’s expression morphed into that of horrified surprise as he plummeted into the dark icy water.
“LANCE!” Shiro screamed scanning where he had fallen for any signs of the blue paladin.
He spotted the blue armour a little away from the hole.
Ignoring the danger Shiro ran to him powering up his prosthetic and plunging it into the ice.
It took far too long to get the blue paladin out of the water and back on solid land.
By some miracle Black was lying on her side just a little away providing some shelter from the bitter wind.
“Lance buddy?” Shiro asked after stripping Lance down and bundling him up in the Altean heated blankets Allura had provided them with.
Lance seemed dead to the world. His eyes closed and his skin a sickly grey colour.
However what really worried Shiro was that he just wasn’t shivering.
Shiro bit his lip thinking back to his days of survival training at the Garrison.
If he wanted to avoid hypothermia Lance needed to be warmed up, they best way to do that was with body heat.
Shiro quickly pulled off his armour and joined Lance under the blanket pulling him into his arms.
He gasped at the sheer cold that was radiating off him. It made Shiro’s skin ache, he didn’t want to imagine how Lance must feel.
Biting his lip Shiro began to try and rub heat back into Lance’s frozen limbs.
Black had informed him that the others were on their way in the castle ship after Black had sent out a distress signal when her paladin had returned with her sisters cub so still and cold.
All Shiro could do was wait and hope.
Eventually Lance began to shiver and not long after he opened his eyes whispering a weak “Shiro?”
Shiro released a breath he hadn’t even realised he had been holding.
“Yeah I’m hear kiddo, don’t worry the others are on their way.
“M'cold” he whimpered cuddling into Shiro.
“I know, nearly gave me a heart attack when you fell through the ice, I didn’t think I was going to be able to find you.”
“Glad you did, don’t like the cold.”
Shiro chuckled wrapping the blankets around the blue paladin.
“Home was always warm, hated winter at the Garrison since I’d never had anything like it before.”
Shiro nodded glad Lance was a bit more talkative.
“Well you’ll be warm again soon, I promise.”
“Not going to be warm like home though. Not warm like my mamas hugs.” Lance mumbled.
Shiro could only hold him a little tighter not sure what to say to make him feel better.
An hour later they were picked up by the others with Lance placed into a pod after putting his arm back into its socket.
They got lucky that Lance managed to avoid hypothermia. But they were close.
Too close.
When he came out of the pod Lance was laid up in bed for a few days with a cold, Shiro never left his side until he was back to his normal jokester self.
However even when he was better Shiro just couldn’t get rid of the images of pulling Lance’s limp body from the lake from his mind.

Can’t Remember to Forget You | v

Summary: When you almost die in battle, a distraught Bucky - afraid of what will become of him if he loses you - decides to end things. But what happens when he loses his memory, only to end up falling in love with you all over again?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word Count: 2k

Warnings: Language, Angst

A/N: Sorry for the long wait! hopefully this chapter doesn’t hurt too much // also big s/o to Blade for beta’ing this, I am sorry for hurting you || crtfy masterlist


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anonymous asked:

hot mess/troublemaker nct would honestly kill me! but whatever group you do i'm sure it'll be amazing!! i always check up on your blog cos i love your writing so much it's my absolute favourite!! have a lovely day! 💌

soooo,,,,i got into a mood where i really wanted to do troublemaker!you and good boy!taeyong,,,,so here you all go,,,,,,,,,,,

  • taeyong,,,,is the most polite student on campus,,,who is always kind of quiet but is that student that holds the door open for 30423 other people and who (when pestered by johnny enough) will give up his notes in exchange for nothing at all,,,,,
  • likes to show up to class exactly 5 minutes early and keeps his pens color coded and organized,,,,,
  • but also has the face and body of a model so no one understands how he’s such a ???? soft boy ???? how is he not always staring at his reflection because what??? the higher powers really spent their time with him????
  • but yeah,,,,taeyong has never even shown an inkling of understanding to how hot the student body of this college finds him and he’s more inclined to get super duper red and shy if you as much as compliment him on his shirt
  • you on the other hand,,,,,,,,,,,let’s just say you’re nowhere as tidy and as diligent as taeyong neither are you as meek LOL
  • most of the time you’re kicking up your legs on the desk in class, texting on your phone,,,,,,even chewing gum loud enough that the teacher can even hear it
  • and you’re never one to let gossip about you go,,,,so you’ve been in a couple of arguments with a couple of people on campus and let’s just say,,,,,,,,you’re not trying hard to sell the ‘good college student image’ to anyone 
  • and taeyong’s freshly pressed shirts, clean sneakers, and pleated trousers are a stark contrast against your,,,,,,,,,,messier choices
  • and taeyong,,,,of course knows who you are,,,,,but out of everyone in all your class he’s never even bothered to entertain any of the rumors about you. he’s also,,,,never bothered you with (what you deem) to be useless, almost offensive questions
  • and you don’t know what it is about him,,,,,,,but you secretly agree,,,,,,,he is ,,,,,a handsome boy,,,,
  • and you friends will bring him up and call him the goody two-shoes,,,teachers pet,,,,,,,blah blah blah,,,,,but you,,,,,you always go along with it but inside,,,,you’re kinda like why the HELL do i want to hold that losers hand,,,,,,,,
  • but it bothers you,,,,because,,,,,,taeyong doesn’t really pay attention to anything but his books so one day you walk over to his table,,,,give one glance to boy sitting beside him and that boy scurries off 
  • and as you sit yourself down beside him taeyong doesn’t even look up and you’re like UGH,,,,,,,,,,so you’re like hey, you
  • and taeyong is looking around and then looks at you,,,,,lowering his eyes and stuttering out ‘m-me?’ and you’re like YEAH WHO ELSE,,,,,,,,wait ok sorry for that,,,,,,but yeah you can i see your book? i never bought the book for this class
  • and taeyong’s wide eyes get even,,,,,wider because he’s like,,,,,,we’re almost halfway through the sem- and you’re like yeah yeah boy i know let me see your book
  • and this is your first time,,,,,,,talking to taeyong and,,,,even though for the next three weeks you sit beside him he literally doesn’t try to initiate conversation and you’re convinced he hates you,,,,maybe he heard about that rumor about you,,,,or maybe he just finds you annoying
  • and it simultaneously pisses you off but also makes you embarrassed and it’s driving you nuts,,,,,,,,
  • but on the day where you got into a big mix up with this one person in the campus cafeteria and had basically come out of it unscathed,,,,just a slight cut across your hand and some minor scartches,,,,,as you’re coming into class
  • plopping down beside taeyong you’re shocked when you hear his voice again after so long and it asks,,,,,,,if you’re ok
  • and you look at him and taeyong like immediately apologizes because he thinks you’re pissed lmao but you’re like,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,im fine,,,,,,,,,
  • and he’s like oh! good! sorry,,,,,,,
  • and that’s the last straw who the heck does he think he is being this freaking fine,,,,,and then????? actually so sweet?? and you get up and you’re like TAEYONG
  • and he almost drops out of his damn seat and he’s like y-y—yEs,,,,and you’re like “outside, i need to talk to you” and the class is like RIP BUDDY
  • but as taeyong follows you into a corner in the hallway he’s surprised when he sees that you’re not,,,,,,,going to end his life,,,,,but instead you’re completely red in the face
  • and he’s like oh no i don’t think you’re ok - and you’re like IM NOT and he’s like IM SORRY and you’re like NO ITS BECAUSE OF YOU OH MY GOD JUST HOLD MY HAND OK?
  •  and taeyong is like OK YES GIVE ME YOUR HAND and without realizing you do and you’re standing there,,,,,,,,,,,,
  • and taeyong is literally Shaking,,,,,he’s holding your hand,,,,,,of all people
  • and you’re like also shaking inside not on the outside because he?????Agreed to hold your hand????? out of fear???????/ what???//
  • but taeyong suddenly squeezes your hand and faintly you hear him go,,,,,,,it’s smaller than mine,,,,,,,,and you’re like GFHODGEFS
  • and taeyong is like SHOULD I LET GO,,,,and you’re like suddenly he has such a loud voice holy shit is he as nervous as me
  • and you’re like NO I LIKE IT OK DONT YOU DARE LET GO
  • and taeyong is like OK I WONT IM SORRy
  • and you guys stand there,,,,,,,,for what seems like twenty damn minutes and finally you let go and taeyong is like,,,,,,,,,,,i-is there anything else you want from me??? and you’re like i kinda wanna kiss you too but,,,,i think we need to build up to that stage,,,,,
  • and taeyong swallows and you’re like,,,,,BUT if you don’t want to just tell me i won’t be mad - i promise i wont do anything
  • but taeyong is fiddling with the cuffs of his shirt but he’s like n o,, n,,,,,o i ,,,,,,,,,,,want,,,,,,,to,,,,,,,you’re,,,,can i say this?
  • and you’re like??????// sure
  • and he’s like “you’re,,,,,,,,,cute,,,,,i think so,,,,,,,im sorry was that out of line,,,,,,,” and you’re like blushing because no one has ever called you cute ???? before??????/ no on has ever had the guts but here taeyong is,,,,,, not the meek boy you thought he was 
  • but you grin and you’re like No,,,,,,i like it call me cute more often and you pat his back and suddenly you’re not as embarrassed because hehe taeyong,,,,,,the good boy likes you,,,,,,,,
  • but taeyong is like ?!?$#@LT:59ujgfds ?@??#$? in his heart because is it true - is this a dream - do you really like him - did he just hold your hand - he’s going into sensory overload - oh my god you guys skipped the first half hour of claSS,,,,,,,,but oh my god his significant other is the most feared person in school oh my god,,,,,,,,,,but also you’re the cutest person in school ,,,,to him,,,,,,,should he say that outloud again???????
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Hi sweeties! Hope you’re all doing well! It’s super hot right now and I got a little carried away with writing, so here’s a little smut for you guys to enjoy! Let me know what you think! And if you find the ‘little love’ in there then this means this is for M, my partner in crime on here @thesmutofthemendes xx

She tossed and turned at night, her nightdress drenched, her hair sticking to her sweaty temples.

She groaned, opening the windows but nothing would help. Running her fingers through her long hair she breathed out, trying to cool down but it was in vain. There was no way she would get any sleep tonight.

She glanced at the AC in the suite and sighed seeing that it was showing a temperature of 39°

Damn.

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Finding Closure (Part 3)

Summary: AU. Reader left behind a hometown full of misery to make a new home in Brooklyn. A death in the family forces her to briefly return to the place that has haunted her dreams and memories for three years. Will she finally be able to move on, or will a figure from the past change everything?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 3,809 (Jean-Ralphio voice: “I’m the wooooorst!”)

Warnings: angst, language, car trouble, mentions of alcoholism, mentions of bad home life, revisiting childhood home, tw: seizures (mention), medical emergency (mention)

Part:  1 - 2 - 3 - 4 -

Originally posted by multi-fandom-imagines13

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Mean Astrology: The Mercury Signs

Aries: You think brashly and are quick to judge but shockingly indifferent about all the shit other people have to deal with. You have a childish outlook on things and don’t accept realities around you because you’d rather do whatever you want. You have such destructive tendencies and evvverreyyything is a fight for you. So like, calm down and think it through before you do something, you’re actually pretty smart, but you have like zero common sense.

Taurus Mercury: We get it, you have a lot of opinions and think you’re always right but honestly half the time you’re talking about something literally everyone else has moved on. You’re really not as innovative and edgy as you think, most of your ideas are tired and have already been said by someone else. You’re not the “hot shit” you think you are, no one is copying you or trying to be you. People have similarities to you. Move on from thinking you’re always right and open your mind a little. Christ.

Gemini: You may not advertise it but you write people off if they’re not “good enough” for you. Sure, you’ll keep them around for a while because you like conversations and debates and hearing other sides of things. But you’re just using people as living white noise all while pitying or looking down on them. Also, for saying a lot; you say a whole lot of nothing. Is it like… impossible for you to actually connect with people???? For a person who gets so bored so easily and writes people off for being boring, you’re actually pretty annoying and boring yourself. You’re not the master of everything. Actually? You’re surprisingly one note.

Cancer: Surprising you have some notable people with this mercury sign considering cancer mercuries are literally walking puppets. You are so… easily manipulated! The only time you ever do anything well is when it’s out of spite, you bitter little shits. And everything you do is like.. half-assed or so spread thin it’s not really that impressive (unless, you guessed it, you’re doing it because you’re bitter). You only do projects, learn things, do work if you want to and “feel” like it. But somehow you’re never held accountable? You just blame it on everyone else and act offended and don’t shut up about it for eight years. Just do what you have to do and stop being nasty, ill-meaning hypocrites and for fucks sake. Works not supposed to be fun!

Leo: Hello lying politician? Leo mercury wants its life story back. Yeah you’re funny, you’re cool and have great, well-meaning ideas! But you’re full of shit. You’re fake as fake can be, you really don’t care about the crap you “fight for” it’s allll about how it looks. How it reflects back on you. Like your life’s mission is to brainwash everyone into loving you and your ideas. How you “make real change” but really it’s only for your image or your own little agenda. Just don’t be a lying piece of shit, let yourself be selfless. That’s the only time you’re capable of any actual change.

Virgo: You may come across as having a “bland” or “generic” personality. Yes you too Jennifer Lawrence. However since you’re a sign with a strong duality next to pisces and Gemini, you are also prone to doing outlandish and extremely stupid/dangerous things just to shut off your mind sometimes. What! Are! You! So! Afraid! Of! You don’t have to be in the middle or completely off the map, there’s an in between dummy. You also like to play people and may be secretly self-absorbed/self-serving even though you tirelessly and shamefully work so hard to create a caring and selfless image. It makes sense to you to either serve your own needs primarily or just destroy yourself really fast. You are iconic if you just find a balance. Stop fucking fighting it and using people in the process.

Libra: You guys think you’re soooo unfortunate and make sure to complain about every little wrongdoing done to you or you use it as a source of pride in how you courageously overcame it. Like we get it Portia, your best friend in sixth grade dumped you for a different best friend and you handled it so well, but you need to shut up about it. You’re usually pretty damn lucky people, so you throw a tantrum when things don’t go your way. The worst part about you is you never really say what you think or share your agenda, you just manipulate people instead and hide ANYTHING you did wrong and feign surprise when people find shit on you or you just ignore it and do nothing. It’s shitty, just say what you goddamn mean for once.

Scorpio: Do you genuinely think you are always right??? You never check yourself you always invent ways to justify yourself and explain why what you did wasn’t wrong, but are VERY quick to check others. It’s like your own bad choices have zero effect on you. You can be passive aggressive if you think someone is wrong instead of outright saying it, like saying it will give someone leverage over you. You’re extremely paranoid but you are shockingly clever about hiding it, however that means it’s not other peoples’ fault they didn’t know what was wrong. Your standards for other people are too high and you should maybe try checking yourself against those standards.

Sagittarius: You’re generally pretty open-minded and free-thinking but you need to STOP YOURSELF. You go too far when you think you’re right, and it always ends up making you look stupid. You speak your mind and aren’t afraid to do so but… you get too caught up in the moment and do really stupid shit no matter how smart you are. Often, people will just assume you’re dumb, the fact that you’re smart is always a surprise. It probably has to do with going too far too fast without really explaining your thinking, you just say your opinion and do whatever you want. Sometimes it’s good you go against the grain! You can make some incredible discoveries or do something amazing! But be careful, you are a bit much for the world. Often not in a good way if you don’t control yourself.

Capricorn: You are a smug little bastard who, in mercury, has more of an ego than a Leo. You are so absorbed in your own problems in your own little world and if your world isn’t MEGA important (I’m talking world leader) you have no business playing god. Sometimes you’re honestly only described as embarrassing, you think every move you make is big and important, but if it’s all about you it’s often just petty or mean. The world isn’t a game of chess, it’s real and everyone, not just you, experienced consequences. Stop taking that lightly.

Aquarius: You’re forward-thinking and a leader, but you can be brash and unthinking. You inspire arguments and can play devil’s advocate too much; you may even inspire violence against you. You often need to be distracted in order to focus on something and it comes across like you don’t care. You also tend to take radical stances on things and may not research those stances as thoroughly as you need to and make an ass out of yourself. You are IMPOSSIBLE to understand and sometimes you like it that way but it’s stupid and gets you nowhere, you’re not a genius if people get nothing out of your hard work. So pay attention to people and stop trying to be the best or create something new, and if you do don’t make it too hard to understand; you’ll sound insane. And don’t be an asshole, research things before you run with them. Also? Try not to get murdered for something you said, even if the other person was wildly in the wrong; it’s no fun to die.

Pisces: Do you… have your own thoughts?? You’re just a big conglomerate of whatever it is you’ve heard from other people. The most fucking frustrating part is that you’re soooo good at passing everything off as your own! I honestly don’t even know if you realize you haven’t got a lot of your own thoughts and opinions, it’s all a bunch of other peoples’ crap that went through your little washing machine mind. Also… you have the stupidest most dangerous ideas… no; you should not actually cook things on the sidewalk or your space heater. It’s dumb not creative, and one of those things could literally electrocute you. You should not ever get swept up in your ideas because you’ll die.

swallowedsong  asked:

I didn’t know you snored until a half hour ago but i’m staring at the ceiling fighting the urge to kick you

I’m finally getting back to these bed-sharing prompts! And because writing the last Friends to Lovers with no pining was so fun, here’s another one. ;) (3000 ish words - Rated M, obviously) AO3


“You sure you’re okay with this, Swan?”

“Yeah, no big deal.” Quickly walking past Killian and their one full size bed on her way to the bathroom, she hopes the nonchalance in her voice sounded believable.

It had been a great day. A seriously great day. In what had been an uncharacteristically impulsive decision, Emma had taken Killian up on his offer to come out here with him during Spring Break. She had been just as curious to see the Grand Canyon as to see what it would be like to hang out with her fellow professor outside of the stuffy confines of their day to day life. They’d started out a bit like oil and water when they had first met, his bad boy reputation and constant flirting the exact opposite of her favorite thing. But man, was he persistent. After a few months of sharing an office he’d somehow weaseled his way past a few of her defenses, giving him a well-earned spot on her friend list, a list with very few names. There were other times though, like earlier tonight, with the two of them lying close together beneath a breathtaking blanket of stars, that she wondered if his name was getting closer to finding its way to another list, one she thought she had closed off for new members long ago.

So yeah, she’s perfectly fine sharing a too small bed with Killian Jones, because that isn’t going to be complicated or uncomfortable…not at all. Curse these tiny cabins. As she brushes her teeth she stares at herself in the mirror, taking in the bit of pink on her cheeks from their hours spent hiking in the sun, remembering how they had ached from smiling and laughing at the man on the other side of the bathroom door. God, it really has been a great day. She hopes she doesn’t somehow ruin it by acting weird now. It’s been years since she’s shared a bed with a man for anything other than sex - and sleeping together after that, nope, not on the table. So the idea of just the sleeping is a bit terrifying, even if there isn’t going to be any sex.

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#31- Against the Wall (Dean x Jo)

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

Word Count: 1300

Warning: smut, dirty talk

A/N: Hope you enjoy! XOXO

He’s hard and uncomfortable.

It’s been too long since he’s had a good fuck, too long since he’s felt a soft body grinding into his, too long since he’s had an orgasm he didn’t cause himself.

It’s not often that Dean gets this way. It’s just a fluke, a few weeks of too many hunts too close together and no time to hit a local bar. Normally, he makes it a point to look around after a hunt, to find someone nice and fun to spend a night with and take the edge off.

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Picture Perfect - Dean Winchester x Reader x Sam Winchester - Chapter 11

Title: Picture Perfect

Pairing: Sam Winchester x Reader, Dean Winchester x Reader

Word Count: Around 5.5k

Warnings: Angst, Blood

Prompt: I got it! Can you do a fic where Sam dies while (Y/N) is pregnant with his child and so Dean helps her raise the child and they live the apple pie life and right when Dean wants to propose to (Y/N), Sam returns to life & ANGST. Please and thank you

Special thank you to @gaveherhearttotheliontattoo for being an awesome beta! 

Read: Part 1 l Part 2 l Part 3 l Part 4 l Part 5 l Part 6 l Part 7 l Part 8 l Part 9 l Part 10

“What?” you breathed out, your eyes glued to it.

“We will get you to agree, one way or another. But we will always make sure you…” she paused as you looked at her with wide eyes.

“And your unborn child stay alive.”

“Wha-” you blinked, shaking your head “No, no no. What- what the fuck is this?” you growled, feeling tears well up in your eyes once more and this time it was more intense, just like the feeling in your chest.

“Heart monitors, of course.” she said casually “To make sure your hearts just keep beating and that your pulses don’t rise dangerously so. I mean, it will all depend on you. How willing are you to risk your child’s life, (Y/n), for these hunters you call family?” she asked, clicking her pen and you clenched your jaw at her.

“What- I- I don’t- I’m not- I can’t- I-” you shut your eyes, breathing heavily and as expected your heart started beating faster as it was heard by one of the monitors. The contastly repeating sounds along with the awful smell of this place, and probably the condition you were in, made you feel even more dizzy than you were at first.

“What?” she chuckled, raising an eyebrow “Don’t tell me you didn’t know about it. Oh wow, apologies for breaking the easter egg a little too fast for you.” she said so casually you wished so bad you could do something to shut her up.

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Long Distance (Chapter Four)

I cant wait to hear what you guys think of my au Bucky in this one! Hes sort of my favorite!


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“Tony.” Pepper ran a comforting hand over his shoulder. “Tony, are you alright?”

“Just leave me alone.” Tony was alternating between scribbling nonsense into a notebook and staring out the window at nothing. “Nothings wrong, just leave me alone.”

“Did something happen with Steve?” She asked softly. “I know you’re not answering his texts anymore.” Tony flinched away from her and she sighed. “Oh Tony. I’m sorry. What happened?”

“He has a boyfriend.” Tony said bitterly. “A boyfriend. We were all ‘oh I missed hearing from you all day!’ And ‘sure wish we lived closer!’ And I asked him to meet up and–” the pencil in his hand snapped in half. “And he’s got a boyfriend.”

“Tony…” Pepper floundered for a second, trying to find the right words. “Maybe you misunderstood him? Surely he wouldnt be talking to you all this time and then–”

“I asked him to meet up for Valentine’s Day, and he said that Bucky couldn’t wait to meet me and that they had both wanted to see me for weeks.” Tony shrugged. “I didn’t sign up to hang out with a couple. I didnt want to be a third wheel. I know it sounds stupid but I thought Steve and I– I thought we were–” then he shook his head. “It’s stupid. Just texting. It’s not like we even talked on the phone or anything. I have no reason to be upset. Stupid.”

“But you’re sad, so it isn’t stupid.” Pepper ran gentle fingers through his hair. “You’re more upset about this than you were about Shawna.”

“Yeah, I guess I hoped men didn’t play games like women do.” Tony snorted.

“Hey.” Pepper tugged at his hair. “Every gender has their stupid moments, Tony. You just seem to attract them more than others.”

“Thanks for that.” Tony frowned at her, but leaned his head against her stomach anyway. “Will you stay and have dinner with me?”

“Of course.” She hugged him a little tighter. “Tony, of course.”
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“He still isn’t talking to you?” Bucky put his bag down and crossed the living room, wrapping his arms around Steve’s shoulders.

“Nope.” Steve was staring dejectedly at his phone, slouched in the recliner. “I mean he texted me a few days ago, you know, telling me to lose his number but–”

“I’m sorry babe.” Bucky pressed a kiss to his temple. “We should have told him earlier. About us, I mean. You can’t blame him for being upset. Learning someone you like is in a relationship is tough on anyone. And when you first started talking, he had just been dumped, that’s why he had been having such a bad day remember? Hearing about you and I was probably just….” Bucky’s voice trailed off. “I mean, he would have been upset anyway, but more so considering how his last relationship ended.”

“I guess I assumed he would realize that you and I were together. Two guys eating dinner together, working out together… Sure I never came right out and said, but I didn’t think I had to. And it definitely didn’t occur to me that he would be upset that he’d stop talking to me.”

“You miss him.” Bucky said softly, and took the phone from Steve’s hand, moving so he could kneel between Steve’s legs. “Don’t you?”

“It’s so stupid.” Steve tugged his fingers through his hair in frustration. “It’s just texting, right? He has every right to be upset at me and I don’t really have a reason to miss him. Stupid.”

“It’s not.” Bucky ran his hands up and down Steve’s thighs comfortingly. “It’s not. I mean, I’m practically in love with the guy and I’ve only been reading over your shoulder. And if I miss hearing from him, I know it’s worse for you.”

Steve didn’t say anything, just leaned down until their foreheads touched and breathed a heavy sigh.

“Do you want me to try and call him?” Bucky offered then. “It’s been over a week, maybe he’s cooled down and would be willing to listen.”

“I don’t think—”

“Stevie.” Bucky brushed their lips together. “Honey, I want to talk to him too. I want to meet him too, remember? Just let me try.”

Without waiting for a reply, Bucky copied Tony’s number from Steve’s phone and hit ‘call’.

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How do I tell you I love you?

My first h2ovanoss, be gentle with me please!

Relationships: main- h2ovanoss, side- ohmtoonz

Words: 7,220


It’s Luke’s fault, really, it is.

Jon prides himself on being a good friend, the best pal anyone can ask for (although some might argue he’s terrible at listening and his imagination gets people into trouble more times than it should be possible to experience in someone’s lifetime- and that’s only coming from Marcel), but his shoulder is always available for a good cry and he would gladly go pick you up at 4 in the morning if asked to.

So, it’s with a horrible and sickening feeling, truly, it is, to have to say no to Luke when his friend asks him for a really fucking important favor.

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Tag Team (Tama X Reader X Roman)

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“You know what five butter fingers make?”

“What?”

“A butter hand!”

“Tama, I’ve heard you tell that stale ass joke on five separate occasions! It will never be funny!” I yelled at him from the kitchen.

“You don’t understand quality humor, babe. I bet Roman found it funny. Didn’t ya?” He asked Roman.

“Stick to wrestling, man.” I heard Roman respond.

“Damn, tough crowd.”

I shook my head at Tama’s response. I was currently in the kitchen, finishing up the stir fried rice I was making for dinner. On the rare occasion all of us didn’t have to work, we’d meet up at one of our places (usually mine) and hang out.

Roman and I work with each other in WWE and I met Tama through Roman. I had known Roman for about a year prior to meeting Tama. I was unsure of what to think of him at first. I always found him to be extremely handsome, but he was kind of distant with me. It’s improved a lot over the last 2 years we’ve all known each other, but things still tend to be kind of awkward when it’s just me and him.

I almost jumped out of my skin when all of a sudden I felt a thick arm wrap around my waist. “Almost finished?” Roman asked, kissing the top of my head. I leaned back into his firm body, accepting his gesture. “Yeah” I answered, trailing my free hand along his forearm. 

Roman and I have been sleeping together for the last 3 months. We didn’t label what we had going on. Most people just assumed that we were a couple, Tama included. We didn’t see it that way, though. Neither of us wanted the complications of a relationship, but we didn’t necessarily want to be alone either. The arrangement worked for us and that’s all that mattered. 

“Tama said he was going to the gym a little later and I decided to tag along. You OK with that?” Roman asked nuzzling his nose int the side of my neck.

“Sure. Why ask?” I questioned, turning around in his arms to face him. 

“I don’t know. Thought you might’ve wanted to fool around while he was gone.” Roman said with a smile on his face, leaning in to lightly kiss my lips.

“I think I can manage” I said with a smirk, playing with the pieces of his hair that was falling from his bun.

“Are you saying what I think your saying?” Roman asked, lust quickly forming in his eyes.

“Go away, Ro.” I told him, because I knew what he was trying to do. There was no way I was gonna have sex with him with Tama in the other room.

“Fine” He said, disappointment evident in his voice. Once he was out the kitchen, I turned back around shaking my head. “Men.”

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The boys were at the gym now and I was in the house alone. I was trying to focus on the book I was reading, but I was failing terribly. I don’t know why, but Tama had been on my mind a lot lately. His infectious smile, that amazing body, his gorgeous face. I never tried anything with him due to my arrangement with Roman, but I wanted to. It wasn’t because I wasn’t satisfied with Roman. I absolutely was. I could barely keep up with the sexy Samoan at times. Maybe I was being too greedy.

Frustrated with myself for not being able to concentrate on the book, I toss it to the floor and fall back on my bed. As I’m laying there, I conjured up images of Tama in my head. Images of him naked. Images of him crawling in between my legs, kissing me where I needed him the most.

I inhaled sharply at the friction I created when I squeezed my thighs together. Not long after that, I trailed my hands down my body, lifting my hips to remove my undergarments. Once my bottom half was bare, I resumed the movie I had playing behind my eyelids.

He still had his head between my legs, desperately sucking at my pearl. I was rubbing my clit now, and my free hand made its way to one of my breast, squeezing it.

He was making his way up my body. I gasped when I inserted a finger in my canal, imaging it was his length entering me.

This was what I found myself doing more and more as of late. It was torturous being around Roman and Tama for too long. I’d either end up jumping on Roman, or touching myself dreaming of Tama. Sometimes, I masturbated thinking of both of them fucking me at the same time. I would cum so hard anytime I did that.

“Fuck!” I cursed loudly, imagining both Roman and Tama taking turns ravaging my body.

What I didn’t know was that I had an audience.

Tama dropped Roman off, and he went off to the store. Roman came into the house and made his way to my room. He saw the door was cracked, and he peaked in to find me on my back touching myself.

He was transfixed, watching me desperately work toward an orgasm. He heard every gasp I that left my lips, and saw every move I made. He even heard me calling out Tama’s name while touching myself. I didn’t see the dark look that entered his eyes when he heard it.

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Roman didn’t sleep in (y/n)’s room that night. He got up early the next morning to find Tama in the kitchen.

“I think we need to have a little chat.” Roman started, forcefully turning Tama around to face him.

“The fuck is your problem?” Tama asked, pushing Roman off of him.

“You fucking (y/n)?” He asked angrily, getting in Tama’s face.

“What!?” Tama asked, a confused look painted on his face. “No! What the hell is wrong with you, man? I wouldn’t do that to you!” Tama exclaimed, hurt by his friend’s accusation.

Roman stepped back, feeling bad for approaching Tama the way he did. “I know you wouldn’t do that. I’m sorry, Tama.”

“Why did you ask?” Tama wondered aloud.

“I…,” Roman was hesitant about revealing what he saw. “I saw (y/n) touching herself while calling your name.” Roman finished quietly.

Tama was shocked by that revelation. His face flushed instantly.

Roman studied his friend’s face. He could see the longing in Tama’s eyes when he was thinking about (y/n).

“You like her don’t you?” Roman asked.

“Yeah, I do.” He easily admitted. “She’s sleeping with you, though. She already made her choice.”

“Do you not see the way she looks at you?” Roman asked, scoffing. “She wants you.” Roman finished, filled with ugly jealously.

The two gave each other leveling looks. “This is gonna be a problem, isn’t it?” Tama asked, although it was more of a statement.

“It doesn’t have to be.”

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The next couple of days with Roman and Tama were weird. Really weird. It was like they were going out of their way to make me feel as uncomfortable as possible.

Both went out of their way to touch me or “accidentally” rub up against me. I went through an embarrassing number of panties that week.

I was just hopping out of the shower with nothing but a short towel covering my body when Tama cornered me in the hallway.

“What the fuck are you doing?” I asked as he backed me up against the wall.

His eyes slowly racked up and down my body, lust heavy in his gaze. “You’re such a fucking tease.” He finished his statement by kissing my roughly.

My body went rigid with shock. I couldn’t really process what was happening. Tama was making out with me. Tama! Before I feel too deep, turned my head away from his hungry mouth, and attempted to push him off me.

“Tama, you know we can’t do this!” I pleaded with him, refusing to even look in his face.

“Why not?” I heard Roman’s voice ask. I almost jumped out of my skin. My eyes snapped up to meet his. I expected to see anger in his eyes, but all I found was lust.

“Ro…,” I started off, uneasy with the situation playing out in front of me.

“Tell me why you can’t do this with Tama?” Roman asked me, coming to stand in front of me, next to Tama.

“I…I thought we were…you know…” I trailed off, not sure where I was headed with my statement.

“But you want Tama, right? I saw you touching your wet pussy yesterday, calling out his name.” Roman growled out, eyes boring into mine.

My face heated up tremendously by Roman’s confession. I was beyond mortified at this point.

“I’m so sorry…” I trailed off, tears starting to blur my vision.

“Don’t cry, baby.” Tama said, hands cradling my face. He leaned in to kiss my forehead. He let his lips linger there for a little.

“Don’t be so harsh, man.” Tama demanded, throwing a glare at Roman.

“I don’t feel bad for her. She knew what the fuck she was doing. Didn’t you?” He asked me. I refused to look at Roman.

He signaled for Tama to move. He crowded me up against the wall, grabbing my chin roughly. “You should look at me when I’m talking to you!” He hissed out.

“Who the hell are you?! My Dad?!” I spit out, fed up with his attitude.

The look he gave me was menacing and sexy as hell. My insides were quivering.

“I can be. I bet you’d like that, huh?” He asked, letting out a throaty laugh.

Roman leaned his face down to my level, and attached his lips to mine in a lazy kiss. He then trailed his lips to my ear.

“Do you enjoy being a slut?” He lightly asked. “Do you enjoy walking around two guys in practically nothing all the time? Do you like getting our cocks so fucking hard we can barely think straight? Do you like fuccking me and masturbating while thinking of him?”

I could feel the anger and frustration rolling off of Roman in thick waves. The tension in this hallway was intense and immensely uncomfortable.

“I hope you do, (y/n). I honestly do, baby.” He started, pausing to kiss my cheek sweetly. Mockingly. “Because we’re about to fuck the shit out of you.”

The lust that overcame my body at those words was shameful. The towel hugging my body was starting to feel extremely uncomfortable.

“You want us to do that?” Roman huskily whispered in my ear. I nodded my head in response, unable to formulate proper words.

“Nasty slut.” He said, trailing his right hand up my left thigh. I felt my pussy throb painfully at the contact. Before I knew it, he ripped the towel off my body.

I moved to cover myself, but Roman quickly trapped my hands in his. “No, I don’t think so.” He said. “Why cover up what’s gone be fucked anyway? Tama over here is gonna rip that tight little pussy of your’s open and I’m gonna fuck the shit out of your ass.” Roman growled out.

I moaned loudly at his words. I heard Tama swear loudly in the back.

“Look at her, Tama. She’s beautiful, huh?” He asked, moving away from me.

“Shit!” Tama breathed out, eyes never leaving my body.He was grabbing himself through his shorts.

I watched as Tama walked a little further down the hallway to open my bedroom door. I followed after him.

Before I could make it in the room, Tama grabbed me and pulled my body toward his, kissing my lips. I easily accepted it this time, enjoying his full lips playing with mine, drawing a chorus of moans out if my mouth and making my pussy drip.

He pulled away slowly, eyes darkened by lust. “Go lay down.” He demanded.

I quickly followed his directions, laying down on the black linen on my bed.

I hungrily watched Tama and Roman enter the room. Roman’s shirt was already removed. I don’t care how many times I see him shirtless, it always drives me crazy. His body is incredible. Anytime I see his bare upper body, I get the uncontrollable urge to lick it. Well, that goes for the rest of his body, too. His hair was also down. He knew I loved fucking him like that.

Tama approached my body first. He slightly leaned over my body, connecting his lips with mine in a steamy kiss. His mouth quickly travels down my neck and torso, attaching itself to my right breast.

“Fuck!” I yelled out. He was suckling and nibbling on the tit, while his right hand found its way to the split in between my legs. I moaned louder when the pads of his finger brushed against my clit. I glanced over at Roman to see him with his cock pulled out of his pants. The long, thick appendage was being stroked in his huge hand.

As Tama was rubbing my clit with his hand, he was slowly trailing his way down the rest of my body. He was now on his knees at the foot of the bed, gazing at my most intimate part. “Open your legs wide, babe.” He told me, transfixed with my pussy.

I opened my legs up widely for him, desperately wanting him to pleasure me.

He leaned his face into my pussy and inhaled. “You smell delicious, baby.” He stated, kissing the insides of my thighs. “Bet you taste delicious, too.”

With that, he dove in. “Ah!” I cried out. He gave my pussy lips long licks up and down their length. When he was making his way back up, he would lick circular shapes into my clit. I was trembling by now.

He started nibbling on my clit, now putting light bites on it. “Ugh! Tama, please!” I cried out, eyes closed tightly due to the mind wracking sensations he was sending through my body.

When my eyes were closed, I didn’t notice Roman make his way to the left of me, completely naked now. I opened my eyes when I felt the mattress dip. Roman was on his knees, by the left side of my head. I hungrily watched him stroke his cock. “You want it, (y/n)?” He asked, noticing how hard I was watching his shaft.

Once he removed his hand, I reached my left one out to grab his pulsing length. His cock was hot and heavy in my hand. I started tugging on his fat cock slowly, twisting it as I went. He let out a low moan.

I leaned forward to lick the precum dripping from the tip,. I kept licking the head, before covering the spongey skin with my lips.

“God damn!” Roman cursed, moving my hair out of my face as I went to work on his dick.

I moaned loudly around Roman’s cock when Tama shoved his tongue into my cunt. His strong tongue was lapping up against my walls, trying to drink my pussy dry. He brought his thumb up to rub my clit. “Oh, shit!” I screamed, tearing my mouth away from Roman’s cock. I felt myself nearing an orgasm. Tama started moaning into my pussy, and the vibrations were driving me wild.

I brought my mouth back to Roman’s cock and he grabbed my hair, firmly locking me in place. He thrusted his hips forward, causing his dick to hit the back of my throat, gagging me. “Fuck!” He yelled, continuing to fuck my mouth with his cock. Saliva was dripping from the corners of my mouth, but I couldn’t care less.

I was beyond turned on at this point. I couldn’t believe I was in this predicament with these two sexy Polynesians.

I felt Tama’s tongue leave my hole and his teeth bit down on my swollen clit. That sent me over the edge. I screamed around the thick cock that was currently chocking me! “Holy shit!” Roman gasped, pulling his cock out of my mouth, not yet ready to come.

I was breathing heavily, body still spasming from the blinding orgasm I had just received. Tama was still frantically licking and nibbling at my clit. It was becoming too much now. “Tama, I can’t take anymore!” I whined, trying to wiggle away from him. He kissed my clit one more time before moving his face away from my pussy. I almost came again at the sight in front of me.

Tama stood in front of me with his beard dripping with my cum. The huge bulge in his shorts had my sensitive pussy throbbing wildly. Noticing where my face was zeroed in on, he started to strip.

His body was absolutely perfect. His sculpted chest was begging to be mitered with love bites and his cock was massive. He took down his wild tresses, curls falling sexily around him. I didn’t know how the hell I would survive taking him and Roman at the same time.

When Roman went to stand in front if me as well, I almost died. I didn’t know where to look. My eyes kept going back and forth, admiring the brazen male beauties in front of me. My pussy was throbbing painfully now, dripping all over my thighs and onto the bed.

I got out of the bed and slowly made my way towards the two men. I got on my knees in front of them. “Fuck!” I heard Tana curse. I reached my hands out to grab each of there cocks, strocking them fast and hard.

“You really are a slut, huh?” Tama asked, incredulously.

“Yes, just for you and Roman.” I was past giving any fucks now. All I wanted was to get off and to get them off.

I moved my mouth towards Tama’s penis, eagerly wrapping my lips around his thick cock. “Shit, (y/n)!” He exclaimed, watching me hungrily suck at his cock. After a while, I took my mouth off his cock and attached it to Roman’s, trying to milk their cocks dry. I wanted to taste their cum so bad. I needed it.

“Slow down, baby girl. I don’t wanna cum yet.” Said Roman, pulling his cock out of my mouth.

“I want both of you to cum in my mouth, baby. I need to taste your cum.” I said filthly, looking up into his eyes almost innocently.

“Filthy fucking whore.” He said, lightly slapping my face with his cock. I moaned at the contact, squeezing and tugging at Tama’s cock harder.

Tama swore loudly. He then gently grabbed my hand and tugged,signalling for me to get up.

Tama dragged my to the bed with him. He layed down on it and motioned for me to join him. “Come ride my cock, (y/n).”

My pussy clinched painfully at his words. I quickly climbed on his body. I settled my opening up against the head of his cock. We both hissed at the contact. He thrusted upward, effectively stuffing his thick cock into my little pussy.

“Oh Fuck!!” I screamed loudly, in slight pain due to his size. Tama started thrusting into my pussy hard. I had to grab at his chest to steady myself. “Fuck, Tama!” I screamed, cunt squeezing at his cock greedily.

I felt Roman approach me from behind, pushing me flush against Tama’s chest. He grabbed at my ass cheeks hard, spreading them as far as they’d possible go. I hissed at his rough treatment of my body, coupled with how hard Tama was shoving his cock in me, causing my body to quiver everytime he stroked my g spot and pounded my cervix.

Roman leaned in close to my asshole and spit on it. He took a finger and spread it around, before pushing it into the unused hole. I groaned at the odd sensation, feeling slightly uncomfortable. He soon added in another finger, scissoring them inside the hole, trying to open my up. I yelped at a sharp sting of pain coming from my asshole.

“Shhhh, try to relax baby.” He said sweetly, rubbing my back soothingly with his free hand. I calmed down and the intrusion didn’t feel as bad. It actually started feeling kinda good.

Roman pulled his fingers out and I whined at the lose of contact. It didn’t take long before something much bigger was inserted in there.

I screamed in pain when both of their cocks were in me. Never in my life have I ever felt that full before. It felt as if they were trying to rip me open.

“Shit! Calm down, baby girl.” Roman said, gripping my hips painfully. Tama stopped at this point, waiting for me to get accostumed to both of their cocks being buried to the hilt in me.

After a little while, they started moving their hips slowly. As Tama thrusted into me, Roman pulled out and vice versa. My body was going through multiple sensations at this point. My pussy was clenching and unclenching around Tama’s cock like a vice. And my asshole kept squeezing at Roman’s cock hard, and I felt my clit throb wildly every time the tip of his penis would hit a certain spot in my ass. I was merciless against the onslaught of their dicks fucking my body.

I was sandwiched between these two men. The more comfortable I got, the faster they went. There was no rhythm now. I was just being fucked savgely by their fat cocks. The feel of them, the smell, and the sounds these men were making was driving me insane. I was a broken record at this point, screaming and crying as pleasure ripped through my body.

“You like getting fucked by our cocks, babe? You like being used by us?!” Tama asked, grabbing my hair. “Oh my fucking gosh, yes! Yes!” I scream screwing my eyes shut tight. Barely hanging on while they continued to fuck over my body.

“You’re taking these cocks so damn well baby. I bet your little pussy is just begging to cum.” Roman stated, fucking my ass hard, just like he promised. “God damn your ass is so tight! Shit!” He cursed loudly, fucking my ass even harder.

“C'mon, (y/n)! Work for our cum baby. Ride our cocks!” Tama egged on.

“I can’t!” I cried out. I was powerless against both of their bodies.

“Bullshit! Fuck our cocks, baby. Fuck our cocks so we can fill you up with our cum!” Roman growled out. My pussy and ass gripped at their cocks desperately at their words. My screams were getting louder and my head was pounding. I tried my beat to raise my hips up and meet their thrust, trying to fuck their fat cocks with my asshole and pussy. “Oh fuck!!!” I cried out as I clamped down visciously on their dicks. My pussy was spasming all over Tama’s cock, drowning the his thick penis in my cum. They both started swearing loudly and thrusting faster as my orgasm continued. I almost blacked out due to how intense that orgasm was. I couldn’t even see straight once I started coming down, falling into Tama’s chest because I was too weak to hold myself up.

They kept viciously fucking my body. I just layed their and took it, loving every moment they were inside of me. “Holy Fuck!” Tama cried out, cock throbbing wilding in my numb pussy. I felt his hot seed spray against my walls, covering them in his essence. My body spasmed at the sensation of his throbbing, twitching cock. Not long afterward, Roman started cumming in my ass. His cock throbbed violently, and I felt every jump and twitch. My ass was milking every last drop of seed out of his cock, greedy to consume it.

“Damn!” Roman said pulling his cock out of my ass. Once he did, Tama pulled his softening cock out of my thoroughly fucked pussy and layed me down between him and Roman.

I was completely spent. My cunt and ass were dripping cum and I have never felt as amazing as I felt right in that moment.

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I woke up the next morning to a pleasant surprise. I felt a big cock, moving lazily in and out of me. Roman was in front of me still asleep, so it had to be Tama.

He was spooning me, with his left hand grabbing my thigh to push it up and his right hand was grabbing my breast.

I moaned at the feeling of him dragging his cock along the walls of my sore pussy, stretching the abused hole deliciously.

“Your pussy is too fucking tight.” He hotly whispered into my ear. “I could fuck this little thing all day.” He sexily admitted. Thrusting up into me faster. My breath was coming out in pants now.

“Ohhh, your cock feels so good!” I gasped out when his cock brushed up against my g spot. I wanted to cum so bad.

“It better. It’s all your’s.” He moaned out. My pussy clenched down hard on his cock due to those words. I loved hearing that his cock belonged to me. I felt him fill my pussy up not long after. He pulled his cock out and turned my face toward his. I met his lips in a slow, passionate kiss. “Good morning.” He said smiling at me.

“ ’ morning” I respond, kissing his lips lightly.

“I’m gonna go take a shower. Wanna join?” He asked with a smirk. That sounded really tempting, but I still wanted to sleep a little longer. “I’m still kinda tired.” I told him. “Alright, babe.” He responded, kissing my forehead before leaving my room to go to the bathroom.

I turned over expecting to catch some more sleep, but when I saw that Roman was awake I knew that wasn’t gonna happen.

“Oh, come on, Ro! I need a break!” I whined.

“Like hell! You just had sex with Tama! That’s not fair!”

“Boy, bye.”

“Boy?” He said incredulously, raising an eyebrow. “I’m all man, baby” he said motion to his body and his hard cock.

“Use your hand.” I said, trying to go back to sleep. “Besides, I’m mad at you.”

“For what!?” He asked, confused.

“You were being a dick to me yesterday.”

“I’m sorry, babe. You know how dumb I get when I’m jealous.”

“Yeah, I know, so your in the dog house right now.”

“Babe, I AM the Big Dog. I’ll survive. Besides, it didn’t seem like I was in the dog house last night.” He said throwing me a smirk.

“And on that note I’m leaving.” I climbed out of the bed, grabbing for Tama’s shirt.

“Absolutely not.” Roman said, plucking the shirt from my hand. “Y'all just had sex. How bout you wear me instead?” He said giving me a sexy smile pulling me into his lap.

“You are ridiculous.” I told him, giving him a light kiss on the lips.

“Maybe” he said, kissing me back.

“But, I’m still not sleeping with you.” I said, giving him one last kiss before climbing off of him and walking out toward the door.

“Where are you going?” He asked, exasperated.

“To take a shower” I said, already out of the door.

“Hell, no!” He yelled after me. I laughed to myself. Men.

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I hope you guys enjoyed this! This is my first time writing about a threesome so I hope it came out okay. Thanks for taking the time to read! Oh and if you see your name on the tag list but you don’t get the notification let me know. Some users I can’t seem to tag. Idkw, maybe I’m not doing something right.
Don’t Care About the Presents (M)

Originally posted by holy-yoongi

Summary: It’s that time of year again, and for your friend group’s annual secret Santa this time, Namjoon has you. Which means that this year, his gift has to be perfect. However, sometimes it’s not the material gifts that are the best ones.

Member: Namjoon

Word Count: 6.2k+

Genre: Fluff, Smut

Warning: Smut, Painfully cheesy fluff to the point that characters call themselves out on it

A/N: Part of the Christmas collab with @cremesuga, @jungkxook, @haniwritesbtsstuff, @jiminniemouse, @inktae, and @jungblue! I also have an unhealthy obsession with those damn Ryan pajamas help me. Also I hope no one’s lactose intolerant because this is filled with cheeseeeee.

Namjoon is glad that there are websites that do secret Santa drawings for you now, because if he had drawn your name while in the same room with you, there’d be no hiding how he felt about this current situation. Which was a complete mess. Hands shaking, heart racing, red in the face kind of mess.

However, now he has to deal with his roommate judging him as he flails in front of his computer screen, which now displays you name. And Min Yoongi knows how to judge.

“Calm down. You look like one of those things they put outside car dealerships.” Yoongi flicks the back of Namjoon’s head as he passes behind him, on his way to flop down on the couch.

“You don’t understand, man.” Namjoon lets out a groan before burying his face in his hands. “Like, I know I can’t tell you because it’s supposed to be secret Santa—"

“You got Y/N, I knew it the second I heard you squealing from my room.” Yoongi’s tone is flat, almost bored, as he picks up the remote and starts flipping through the channels.

“Squealing, what? I wasn’t squealing.” Namjoon’s arms cross over his chest as he lets out a huff of air.

“I mean, that was the highest I’ve ever heard your voice go.” Yoongi sighs as he shuts the TV off, unable to find anything to watch. “So, when’s the wedding? I know a ring is probably outside of the price range for a typical secret Santa but…”

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Biggest Fan - Chapter 2

Way back in February, @peetabreadgirl had a birthday and her gift was Biggest Fan – Canadian!Peeta and Texan!Katniss meet in the Marvel fandom and then have a real-life meet-up in Québec City. You can find the first chapter of this story on this blog. We’ve decided to stretch her birthday fun for five months and offer you this latest chapter. Enjoy!! Banner by @xerxia31


When the morning sun finally begins to glow behind his eyelids, Peeta is contentedly floating on a cloud of sheer comfort. The bed feels exactly right beneath him, his pillow cradles his head perfectly and Katniss is snuggled firmly against him, her head pillowed on his shoulder.

Never has a bed been so inviting.

He’s not sure when she migrated from her side of the bed to his, but he can’t say he’s sorry to start the day with her in his arms, her soft, steady exhales painting a warm trail on his pectoral muscles under his t-shirt. His senses are full of her; the sweet fragrance of her hair, the weight of her arm across his belly, her feet tangled in his. He leans down just enough to place a kiss on the crown of her head and is rewarded with a sigh from Katniss.

She stretches like a cat against him as her body comes to life. “Time is it?” she mutters.

“I’m not sure, about eight? Practically mid-day for a baker.”

The sound of his voice seems to bring her back to herself more quickly. Her grey eyes widen and a pretty flush paints her smooth cheeks as she notices the way they’re practically wrapped around each other, and the fact that they’re both nestled on his side of the bed.

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The Man in Apartment 43 - Part 3

Summary: Dean x Reader - Neighbours AU - Dean and the reader live next door to each other and can’t stand each other. Will things change once circumstances bring this bartender and business man duo closer together?

Triggers: Stalker, B&E, Fear, talk of restraining orders, frozen in fear, panic

Y/N = Your name ¦ Y/L/N = Your last name   ¦ Y/E/C = Your eye colour ¦ Y/H/C = Your hair colour  ¦ Y/N/N = Your nickname 

Part 1 Part 2 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6

Dean;

“(Y/N), hey… Can y’hear me?” Dean kept his voice low and careful as he gently reached out and touched her arm. She was in shock, hell she didn’t even see him. He didn’t want to frighten her any further, so he opted for just letting his fingertips touch against her wrist as he kept his eyes on her, worry seeping into every nerve and muscle in his body as fingers touched against cold skin. She was freezing and her pulse under his fingertips was erratic. Shit.

At his touch of her wrist everything exploded, the eerie silence around her and her silent scream burst as a bubble when his neighbour finally found her voice again and screamed out at the touch of soft fingertips against her shaking arm. The loud sound of her terrified scream making Dean jump a little as she half turned, lashing out towards him without really seeing him.

Damn, she was so afraid and Dean didn’t know how to help her, how to calm her down. As one of her still weak arms hit against his chest he did the only thing he could to keep her from hurting herself or him and held onto her shoulders. His hold still light as he tried to look into those blank (Y/E/C) eyes and make her see him. He just needed to get her to calm down, so that he could bring her out of the freak show of a living room and back into safety at his place.

“Whoa (Y/N)… You’re safe. It’s me… It’s Dean,” Dean’s words were drowned out by the scream turned broken sobs as he cast a worried look over his shoulder to Sam where his younger brother was standing, looking at the mess of the room in utter disgust. Dean had told him about the weirdo following (Y/N) home, but when he spoke to Sammy that morning that’d been all he’d known. So Sam was probably not expecting something as extreme as the nightmare the girl in apartment 42 was currently drowning in.

“No, don’t…” (Y/N)’s broken plea brought Dean’s full attention back to the girl shaking in his arms as her sobs broke his heart and lit a fire under his hatred for a man he had never even met personally. She was terrified, and too far gone. Should he just carry her out of there? Call an ambulance? Damn it, he was never good at helping people, not past offering a helping hand or a few sympathetic nods. When shit really hit the fan he just felt helpless and useless.

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