ok since i’ve decided to be #real on this blog now: fellow lesbians who are not trans women, we need to do better. and that means applying a lot more critical thinking to the “not all lesbians are terfs! stop calling lesbians terfs!” argument. it’s completely true that many (non trans woman) lesbians AREN’T terfs, and many actively work against transmisogynistic ideals in themselves and in society, but a lot of lesbians ARE terfs or blatantly transmisogynistic! and a lot of terfs (and transmisogynists) are lesbians!
the lesbian community has a massive history of transmisogyny. lesbian activism in the 20th century was rife with it. cis lesbians created events and movements that SPECIFICALLY excluded trans women from attendance or membership. a huge part of the reason transmisogyny is so associated with lesbianism today is because so many lesbians are transmisogynists.
sure, that’s not true for you — you support your trans sisters whenever possible, you listen to what they have to say, and you’re openminded and forward-thinking and you catch your ingrained prejudiced thoughts and squash them before they reach the front of your head. but it’s true for MANY lesbians. you have heard the jokes, you have heard the casual hatred, you have heard the actual rhetoric about bodies and falsehood and the word “female.” i have, too. we don’t get to separate ourselves from it just because it’s disgusting. yeah it sucks when your people are stereotyped as nasty and hateful but that doesn’t give any of us a free pass to say “that’s not ME, I don’t associate with it, and therefore you must drop the attack entirely, you terrible human being.”
there is logic behind those beliefs. there is a historical precedent for expecting (non trans woman) lesbians to be transmisogynistic. and yes, many nonlesbians and non trans women do not bring up these complaints because they actually care about trans women, but in the long run that doesn’t actually matter as much as making sure the lesbian community’s history of transmisogyny is addressed so that it might be rectified. call nonlesbians out for stereotyping lesbians as evil or predatory or gross for the million other shitty reasons that nonlesbians do that, but do not shrug off accusations of transmisogyny. face them, understand them, and work to eradicate them from the roots.
A post: *hates on girls for liking boys, bi or straight* *calls all boys disgusting and stupid* *demonizes a group of people for no reason to which everyone on the post blindly agrees without forming an independant and reasonable opinion*
I’m In Love With My Best Friend – Cody Christian Imagine
Requested by Anon:
Could you write an imagine where you told your sister that you have a boyfriend
so she’d stop trying to set you up with guys, but now she’s coming to visit for
surprise and you need a fake boyfriend during your sister’s visit so you ask
Cody (your best friend) to pretendbe your boyfriend and everything seems goes
right until the act stop being act?
Word Count: 3,141
Warnings: None other than Cody saying a curse word, ha. Fluff?
Author’s Note: Y/S/N = Your Sister’s Name. I did this because in previous imagines where I’ve named a
sibling or best friend, some of y’all have mentioned it was weird to read your
own name. So I decided to let y’all use your actual sister’s name or come up
with the name yourselves if you don’t have a sister.
Also, I sneaked in a line from Gilmore Girls. I wonder if anyone can point it out.
Come on. Come on.” Y/N whispered repeatedly as the phone rang. She paced
back and forth in her bedroom, hoping her best friend would answer. “Pick
up the damn ph-”
The sound of her
best friend’s groggy and sleepy voice interrupted her rambling.
time! Why aren’t you answering your phone? I only called you like a hundred
times! I could have been dying and-“
Cody noticed the
nervous rush in her voice and rubbed this tired eyes. He cleared his throat
before he interrupted her. "Okay, first of all I was filming all night and
I just got home a couple of hours ago. Second of all, you’re obviously not
dying so this better be good, because as much as I love ya, you know I get
cranky when I don’t get enough sleep. Lastly, breathe. Just breathe,” he
inhaled and exhaled, which Y/N mimicked, making her feel a little better.
“Now tell me
what’s wrong?” He asked groggily yet genuinely concerned at the same time.
“I lied to my
sister,” she started as she finally sat on the edge of her bed.
“That I had a
boyfriend. I only did it so she would stop setting me up with all these guys
she knew. I thought my plan would work,” she continued.
following along with her story with his eyes closed. “I remember you told
me that. So, what’s the problem?"
decided to surprise me by coming into town without any warning! Now she’s on
her way here, because not only does she miss me, but also because she wants to meet
my boyfriend of two months…” she trailed for a second, silently praying
Cody would agree to the favor she was about to ask him. “So, I was hoping
if you could come over and play the part.”
Cody’s eyes flew wide open. He heard what she
said but he still had a hard time believing it. “Come again?” He
asked, needing confirmation.
“I need you to be my fake boyfriend for my
sister,” she explained as she fiddled with the hem of her shirt nervously.
“I promise you, I’ll get you a gift card for Chipotle that will last you
for at least three months,” she bargained knowing Chipotle was Cody’s
Cody quickly sat up,
“I’m getting in the shower right now and I’ll meet you at your
Y/N smiled widely.
“Seriously, you are the best. Thank you so much.”
know I’d do anything for you,” Cody smiled back even though she couldn’t
see him. “What time will your sister get there?“
"She said she
was about 2 hours away,” she answered.
I’ll get there before she does,” he said as he walked into his bathroom.
“Don’t forget the gift card,” Cody
smiled as Y/N laughed.
AN: You should be warned…this fic is almost 6,000 words of Nessian. Most of that is smut. NSFW. This is the longest single fanfiction I have written on this site. This turned out to be so much more fun than I thought it was, and I totally ended up loving them and exploring who they are the dynamic between them. They are very new characters for me to be writing and I haven’t uite gotten the hang of them yet but…holy cow. This was fun. This was inspired by @blogtealdeal ’s post which you can find here. This is also dedicated to the other two thirds of the Night Court Queens, @illyriantremors and @kitashiwrites . Also, yes, you can have your virginity taken and feel no pain. Ask my roommate ;) Also this fic doesn’t 100% make sense with the timeline: just pretend. <3 And enjoy!
Nesta was thoroughly unimpressed.
First she’d been angry. Furious. Livid. Seeing Elain break down in the corner of the cabin they were essentially being held captive in had made her blood boil. Literally. The first time Elain had broken down and cried, Nesta had accidentally charred the edges of her own dress, the chiffon smoking beneath her fingertips.
Curse her Fae body.
Curse the Cauldron.
Curse the Mother for letting this happen to her. For letting this happen to Elain.
For letting this happen to Feyre.
A small part of her wanted to blame her youngest sister for all of this. A small voice in her head still whispered If she and her High Lord hadn’t come slinking around and used us to get to the mortal queens, none of this would have happened.
But with that voice spoke another in answer, one that she’d ignored for too long. One that she couldn’t ignore any longer.
If you’d taken some of the responsibility for feeding your younger sisters, Feyre would never have entered Prythian in the first place.
And now…now that she had to control her anger so she didn’t accidentally burn the place down, now that she and Elain were stuck in this melty, drippy world that promised spring, now that the terror of becoming Fae had worn off…
CAN YOU WRITE #5 ON THE DRABBLE LIST?! 😱😱😱 I love your writing!!
#5: “How come you’ve never wrote a song about me?”
“Does it ever bother you knowing Harry’s been with other girls during your breakup?” your sister asked as she was flipping through a magazine while laying down on your bed. You paused as you stared at her from the reflection of the mirror you were finishing your makeup at. Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion before you went back to brushing the mascara wand over your lashes. “What do you mean?”
Your sister looked up before she sat up. “Obviously you dated guys while you guys were broken up.” You nodded your head, beckoning her to go on. “And obviously he’s dated other people as well. But…he’s practically telling everyone about it in his albums. I mean, come on. Listen to this song.” Your sister stated as Carolina was softly playing in the background.
When you and Harry broke up, there were a lot of tears and shouting exchanged. It wasn’t something the two of you wanted. It just…happened. Just like you, Harry was dating other people. However, being with other people just made the two of you realize how stupid it was to break up in the first place. The breakup was torturous and a waste of time to not be together. The two of you rekindled your love around the same time Dunkirk was premiering.
Your lips pursed into a straight line, the thought of Harry being intimate with someone else made you sick to your stomach. Your sister continued, “Do you know if he’s ever written a song about you? Are any of the songs on his album about you?”
You tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. To be honest with yourself, when it was first announced Harry was coming up with an album, you were scared of having a song written about you. You were scared that he would still resent your breakup and write something awful about you (You were quick to get rid of those thoughts for you knew Harry would never do anything so vicious). You were scared that he would write about the relationship, making your love for each other known to the world. So when his album finally did release, you listened to each song carefully. You listened to each song carefully. You would listen to one song, thinking the next song playing might be about you. But when you finished the whole album, you realized there were no songs about you. You didn’t know how to feel about it that day.
“Oh! Is Sweet Creature about you? Oh wait, no. That’s about Gemma. What about-?”
“No. There are no songs abut me on the album.” You quietly said as you got up from your vanity. Your sister watched you with guilt in her eyes. “I’m sorry Y/N. I don’t mean to intrude-”
“Don’t be. You were just curious.”
Harry plopped down on the couch next to you before he grabbed the remote. “What do you think, petal? Should we re-watch something or shall we watch something new?” Harry asked as he wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling your body closer to his. When he received no response, he looked over to you with a look on his face, a look he knew all to well. He placed the remote down and turned to look at your properly. He grabbed your hand gently, causing you to look up at him. “Penny for your thoughts?”
You shook your head as you pulled your hand away from Harry’s hold. “It’s nothing. Let’s watch “Me before You” again.” Harry’s eyes stared into yours that were trying to look everywhere else but him. He sighed, “Love, I know something’s going on in that beautiful mind of yours. Let me hear it.” Your eyes slowly looked into Harry’s. He gave you a small smile, trying to give you the reassurance you needed.
You sighed ad your eyes fell to your fidgeting fingers on your lap. “How come you’ve never wrote a song about me?”
Harry’s eyebrows furrowed. He opened his mouth to speak but you were quick to interrupt him. “On your album…you just wrote about so many other people. And I realize I sound so silly, I truly do. But maybe those people you wrote about impacted your lift more than I have. And if that’s the case then maybe-”
Harry pressed his lips onto yours, a habit he’s always done when you were rambling. You were quick to pull away. Your head hung low, tears brimming your eyes as you thought about not being as important in Harry’s life as he was to yours. “Wait here.” Hare whispered before he disappeared into to his room.
It was less than a minute before Harry returned with a journal in his hands. He took his seat back next to you before he placed the journal on your lap. You looked up at him, “What’s this?”
Harry’s head nodded to the journal. “Open it.” You bit your bottom lip before you opened the cover of the journal. On the top of the first page was your name written in Harry’s handwriting. Underneath that were lyrics. Lyrics about how he felt when he first met you. You turned the page to see another song, this time the lyrics professing Harry’s love for you. Each page held a different song, different lyrics about your relationship. By the time you were done reading the last song lyrics, tears were running down your cheek.
You looked at Harry to see him nervously staring at you. “Oh, Harry” you whispered before you wrapped your arms around his. Harry was quick to return your hug, rubbing your back to soothe your crying. “I’ve written so many songs about you, love. You’re very much an impact in my life. Please don’t think otherwise. I would write a million songs for you if you ever wanted me to.”
You chuckled softly as you wiped away your tears. “I love you, H.”
thank you so much for all the requests i’ve gotten to write this prompt! i hope i wrote it to everyone’s justice. it turned out better in my head lol i love hearing from you guys! please do not hesitate to tell me what you guys thought!
Could you write a oneshot where the reader is the wife of Jaime Lannister and they have a son, who looks like his father. To the public, the reader and Jaime looks like the perfect couple, but behind close doors, it is a loveless, political marriage. The reader loves Jaime, but Jaime, although a good father, doesn't reciprocate her feelings (coughCerseicough). However, after many years of hardship together, he finally returns her feelings and tells her for the first time tells her he loves her.
Pairing: Jaime Lannister x Reader Fandom: GoT ; ASoIaF Warnings: mentions of abuse/torture ; language
A/N: somehow, my jaime x reader fics always end up 5+ pages and they’re filled with angst. I don’t know why, but it legit only happens with him. anyways, this was.. my god, an INCREDIBLE request. I live for these requests, I really do. I hope you enjoy it my dear!
closed your eyes and enjoyed the sun on your face for a moment.
Landing was blessed with nice and sunny weather most of the days, but
you could rarely bathe in the sun like today.
were sitting in the royal gardens, a book in your lap, while your son
and Bronn were playing sword fighting in front of you.
only opened your eyes again, when you heard your son’s laughter. He
was standing over Bronn, a triumphal smile on his face and, oh god, he
looked so much like his father. It amazed you every single time.
WON!” he turned towards you, but right then, Bronn pulled him down and started tickling him.
sure, boy?” your son laughed and tried to fight back, but he was at
his uncle’s mercy.
approached the scene and Bronn let go of Kieran, who immediately ran
towards his father. He picked him up and hugged him tightly.
Bronn kept laying in the grass and grinned, then he turned his head towards
talented, that boy.”
I know,” you smiled kindly at the man in the grass and then got up
to join Jaime and Kieran. “Husband,” you kissed his cheek.
he nodded and thanked Bronn for the lesson with Kieran today, then
the three of you went towards the castle.
ran in front of the two of you, so you hooked your arm with Jaime’s. He
tensed under the touch, but didn’t let it show. You could feel it
still wondered how he even managed to have sex with you that one time, for him to finally get his heir.
Trini has no idea what it is, but all of the Rangers love her brothers. Of course she loves them too, but they’re her brothers, and there’s no way that they’re as cute as Kimberly insists they are. They’re definitely not as sweet as Jason believes them to be. (She won’t admit it, but she’s glad that her friends like her brothers because she loves those little shits)
Jason teaches them football whenever he’s over, tells them that if they don’t want to play, it’s completely fine and they should find something that makes them happy. He always somehow gives them a little lesson. (And when Trini’s not around or listening he whispers “Make sure your sister is happy, okay?” Even though he knows Trini is perfectly capable of taking care of herself)
Billy shows them his little inventions and they both love learning how they work and shows them some basics of breadboarding. (Later that week Billy gives them a short lesson on the basics of aerospace, and when Trini ventures to the basement to get them for dinner, she’s nearly knocked out by a mini rocket)
Kimberly showers them with little gifts, and they get excited every single time. Even if it’s something as small as a chocolate bar. (Sometimes they tell her she’s pretty and she blushes, and then one of them ask if she likes Trini, which just makes her blush harder and she tells them to go play)
Zack, being the little shit he is jokes about knowing the power rangers and says the Black Ranger is the most attractive, and that the Yellow Ranger is a “crazy girl”. Trini’s brothers eat his stories up and always asks if he can take them to meet the Rangers and he just winks and says, “maybe you already have.”
As the situation was awkwardly quiet you watched your father’s confusion turn to anger while your mother tried to figure out what was going on.
“I guess you will be receiving your last paycheck.” Your father stormed off.
“Dad, wait….it’s not what you think.” You ran after your father.
Taehyung looked down apologetic as he bowed to your mother. “Thank you for your kindness, I’m sorry I betrayed your trust, I must be leaving.”
Your mother just embraced him into a hug. “Don’t worry dear, everything will work out.”
Your mother followed you and your father to the kitchen as Taehyung left with the suspension killing him.
“Dad please listen to me.”
“No….In my house, with your sister a room away?”
Your father expected the worse and he was honestly correct but he was over reacting, you were considered an adult now. Tae was also a responsible, mature adult, he should be grateful. It was wrong to sleep with Tae while your sister was in hearing distance but you were careful.
The only way to tense the situation was to lie, so thats what you did.
“Nothing happened, we fell asleep that’s it.”
“What were you doing exactly?”
“After we sent Dara to bed, we just went to my room and talked, we eventually fell asleep I swear.” You begged.
“You know Taehyung, you know he would never disrespect me….no reason to fire him.” Your fathers eyes soften but still had anger behind them.
“Minho.” Your mother interrupted.
“Let us talk alone.” Your mother said sweetly.
You left and found Dara sitting in the living room.
“Dara.” Your sister looked at you. “When you saw me and Tae in bed, what did you see? You saw us wearing pajamas right?”
Your sister looked up confused. “No.” She was unsure. “You didn’t have clothes on….don’t worry Sungmin said it’s a grown-up thing.”
You panicked. “Dara you like Tae right?”
“Of course.” She cheered.
“If mom and dad ask you….we had pajamas on okay?”
“I don’t get it.”
“Please Dar, just say yes okay….if you want to see Tae again you need to, unless we are in big trouble.”
“Okay.” Your sister finally agreed.
“Don’t speak unless they ask you okay.” She nodded.
You still felt nervous, you feel like your couldn’t trust your sister to successfully lie for you.
Your mother and father came out looking for you. “Okay here’s the thing.” Your father started.
You stood at attention for your father. “You are in full babysitting duty unless you have plans….we don’t see it’s necessary to have him here when you can watch your siblings.”
“It’s not necessary.” Your father raised his voice. “Why waste the money.”
“So he can’t come over to hang out, not being paid?”
“Unless we are home.”
“That’s so unfair.”
“My house, my rules.”
“I’m an adult now, you can’t be treating me like a child….I’m at school alone around guys what makes this different?”
“How can we trust you sweetie, your sister can’t be exposed to that behavior, she’s too young.”
“Nothing happened.” You lied.
Your father just rubbed his head stressed. You felt the tears fall from your eyes. Instead of speaking another word you just stormed up stairs.
You buried yourself in your pillows sobbing. How can they act this way? You were an adult now, for all they know you could be hooking up with guys in your dorm.
“Sweetie.” You heard a knock on your door. You looked up seeing your mother.
She came over sitting on your bed. “Why is he acting like that?” You asked your mother.
“Because sweetie, you’re his little girl, it’s going to take him some time to accept that you are an adult.”
You sat their sobbing on your mothers shoulder as she rubbed your back. “I like him.” You confessed. “And he likes me.”
Your mother dried your tears as she looked into your eyes. “Tae asked me out, are you gonna tell me no because I already know what dad’s answer is.”
“No sweetie, I like Taehyung, he’s a good kid. Don’t worry about your father okay.” She smiled and started to get up.
“And don’t let your father see these.” Your mother brushed your hair off your neck.
“Your father and I were young once.”
“What?” You said more to yourself because your mother left you alone with confusion. You got up and looked in the mirror.
There was purplish red fainted hickeys all over your neck. He will be the death of you, most likely if your dad does see these.
“(Y/N), you have a visitor.” Your stomach flipped of the sudden visitor, you hoped it was Tae but the way your dad scared him off, probably not. You walked down the stairs and saw your friends Sana and Liz.
“Hey girl.” Your face immediately dropped. You felt almost disappointed.
“Hey.” You said quietly.
Your friends led you to your porch, obviously wanting to talk to you in private. “Where have you been all week?” Liz asked.
“I’ve been babysitting.”
“Really, doesn’t your parents have a babysitter?”
“Yeah.” You shrugged your shoulders not wanting to talk.
“Well anyways.” Sana said to escape the awkward tension. “There is this hangout that my boyfriend found and I think it would be cool if we triple date it.” Your friends smiled.
“Triple date?” You ask.
“Yeah me and Liz have our boyfriends, who you still need to meet, and Changkyung can bring his hot cousin for you.”
“Your trying to hook me up?”
“Yes girl, you need to get some action, have you even had sex yet?” That hurt. You just laughed sarcastically.
You got up from your sitting position and started for the door.
“(Y/N) what’s wrong? Sorry if we offended you.”
“I have had sex thank you…actually the other night if you should know, with an amazing guy that my father is forbidding me from seeing.” They looked at you stunned that you started rambling.
“And also something you guys should know is the first time that I actually did have sex was that asshole Youngjin making me drunk.” You continued.
You had everything bottled up for a long time. “What, you don’t remember? A lame party you guys dragged me into going and abandoning me like usual when you promised me you wouldn’t so instead I basically got raped because I woke up in an unknown location with no clothes next to the guy I thought was decent but turns out was a disgusting pervert. So sorry I’ve been a party pooper.”
Your friends got up and walked closer to you. “We are so sorry, we didn’t know about Youngjin.”
“You guys seemed like a perfect couple.” Liz softened.
“So did I, turns out he was in more then one relationship. He was only in it for the sex.” Liz wrapped her arms around you. “We’re so sorry.”
“Yeah.” Sana hugged you to. “We just wanted to help you because you told us how bad you are talking with guys.”
“Yeah we didn’t know you had one.” Liz nudged you.
“Yeah what’s his name? What’s the details?”
“His name is Taehyung. And funny story about that.” You blushed.
“He’s my brother and sisters babysitter.”
“Shut up.” Sana said.
“So you just met him?” Liz asked.
“Damn girl you weren’t lying.” Liz pulled your hair off your shoulder. “He marked you.” Her eyes widened. You just blushed.
“So why is your father being an ass?” Sana asked.
“Because after my siblings go to bed we…you know…..and my sister caught us in bed the next morning and spilled it too my parents.”
They both looked at you surprised. “You dirty girl….I thought I was bad” Sana smirked.
“Guys it’s not funny…I basically got him fired.” You looked down. “Now my father doesn’t want him here with me alone….like I’m some child.”
You still felt bad about the whole situation, you didn’t even get to say goodbye to him yesterday or called to see if he’s okay.
“Can you guys actually drive me somewhere?” They nodded.
Sana had an idea to get me some alone time with Taehyung.
Your parents were talking in the study about business, like usual.
“Hey Mr and Mrs. (Y/L/N) I was wondering if I can borrow your daughter for a few days?”
Your parents just arched their eyebrows.
“My parents are having this family vay-cay at the lodge and I really don’t want to be alone with my family.”
You looked to your parents to see if they would approve.
“Your parents will be there?” Your mother asked because she knows of Sana’s behavior.
“I guess you may go, for how long?”
“3 or 4 days about.” She shrugged her shoulders.
“Okay.” Your mother nodded.
“Who will watch the kids if we need her.” Your father barged in.
“Stop being cold towards Tae, they said nothing happened.” Your mother hit your father in the back of the head.
“I think you guys should take a mini vacation too, you work so hard. Take a few days off, do some fun things with Dara and Sungmin.” You suggested.
Your parents were a pretty high end of the business they work for so you doubt they wouldn’t get off.
Please say yes. If they need Tae for babysitting, this defeats the whole purpose of the plan.
“I dont kn-”
“Minho, come on, it’s been a while since we spent some quality time with the kids.” Your mother hugged your dad from behind.
“But it won’t be all of our kids.” Your father looked at you.
“I’m fine.” You smiled.
“Okay.” He finally agreed.
You packed your bags for a few days and headed out the door. You called Tae to get his address and he didn’t question why but you guess he assumed.
“Can I go meet your bae?” Sana pushed.
“No he’s probably still upset with my whole parents thing.” You got out of the car and noticed he lived in an apartment complex. Alone?
You knocked on the door waiting for him to answer. As soon as he did a guy shorter then Tae answered. He had short black hair and his face seemed like he just woke up.
“Can I help you?”
“I got it Yoongi.” You saw Tae appear in the door way. “Sorry.” He looked back at the guy who was walking away groaning.
“Sorry that’s my roommate Yoongi.” He has a roommate?
“Hi.” You nervously greeted.
He just smiled and immediately pulled you into a desperate kiss. You already felt the butterflies in your stomach. It’s been two days since you last felt those lips and you missed them.
As you daydreamed into a relaxing sensation you heard a clearing of someones throat.
You both pulled away from the kiss seeing where the noise came from.
“Sorry to ruin the moment, but we’re off….and the story you told your parents doesn’t have to be a lie, we can really stay at the lodge if you want….four bedrooms, it’s off the beach, hot tub. You can have all the alone time you need, no worry about roommates.” She wiggled her eyebrows.
“Okay, we’ll see.” You wrapped your arms around Tae’s waist.
“Nice to meet you by the way.” She greeted.
“Hot.” You friend gave you a thumbs up. You just laughed from embarrassment.
“What lie is she talking about?”
“I told my parents I was spending a few days with them….so I’m all yours.” You bit your lip.
Taehyung smirked. “I thought I told you not to do that.”
You sat on the sofa with Taehyung watching a movie, cuddled under a blanket. You still had butterflies from just being near him. It felt right, like you knew you wanted to be with him.
“I’m sorry that Dara almost got you fired.”
He looked at you sweetly. “It’s fine, that little twerp owe’ s me though so make sure you tell her that.”
You laughed. “I actually blame you though.”
You looked at him confused. “What? What did I do.”
“You make me crazy that’s what.” He was being over dramatic.
You raised your eyebrows. “How?” You leaned forward.
He closed the small space between you. That was a good enough answer in your case. You loved the way he kissed you, switch from aggressive to passionate in the matter of seconds.
“Do you see what I mean?” He stopped for a breather. You saw the lust in his eyes. You slightly pushed him back straddling his lap. You pushed your lips to his, while sliding your hand down his chest. You could already feel him getting hard underneath you.
“You got excited fast.” You smirked.
He shh you and leaned forward towards your lips again. You started to rock your hips along with his.
“Eww.” Before your make out session could get any deeper, you heard a voice interrupt.
It was Taehyung’s roommate Yoongi coming out of his cave.
“Don’t you have a room you can do that in.” He groaned.
Taehyung just looked at you apologetically.
“But before you answer, please don’t be too loud, I want to keep my food down.”
You and Tae just blushed.
“Let’s go.” Taehyung got up lending a hand for you.
“Where are we going?”
“I believe I owe you a date.” He smiled. You gladly accepted and made your way towards the door.
“See ya later Suga.” Yoongi nodded.
The whole ride was peaceful, Taehyung was so goofy. When you’re with him, its when you smile the most. He kept putting on rap songs you didn’t know but he knew every word to, he would make you laugh by the way he was so turned up by it.
As soon as you reached your destination you noticed the view of the ocean off the boardwalk. It was beautiful.
The little things he did made you love everything about him. The way he would sneak up behind you and poke your sides, when he put his arm around your waist while you walked up to the gate. He was very affectionate towards you to the public eye. He would sneak in little pecks on your cheek or nose, sometimes your neck. All during this walk from his car to the boardwalk.
Youngjin was your first and only boyfriend before Tae and the difference was unbelievable. He was never affectionate towards you, he never would hold your hand or kiss you in public. Probably from the fact that he didn’t really like you, he was in more then one relationship, you were just his toy.
This was a whole new experience for you, not just the pleasurable nights with Taehyung but actually being out of your house with him. You were getting a real taste of how it’s suppose to be when you’re in a relationship. And you loved every second of it.
The first hour of your date was fun, just walking along the boardwalk, where the carnival portion was. You would stop and get cotton candy, play different games you clearly sucked at. Tae felt bad because he wasn’t so good either, so he couldn’t win you a toy.
“I have a better present.” You snapped your attention towards him and he immediately pulled you into a deep kiss. He even leaned you back, holding you in place, like a romantic kiss from a movie. As soon as he brought you back up he pulled away and went in to lick your face. The action had him running in the other direction laughing.
“Tae….that was gross.” You laughed, wiping your face.
He wouldn’t stop speed walking away from you so you had to run after him. When you got close enough you jumped on his back.
“Aish, you’re heavy.”
“No you’re just weak.” You teased.
“Look a photo booth.” You pointed in the right direction.
You slid down Taehyung’s back and pulled him to the box. You pulled the curtain when you saw that it was empty.
“First date memories.” You pulled him in.
After Tae paid you decided on a normal picture first, as you only get four pictures. You both smiled sweetly for the picture waiting for the countdown. As soon as it hit one Tae quickly grabbed the sides above your knee, triggering your tickle spot. You screamed in laughter.
“You ass.” You yelled as soon as you saw the picture come out. It looked ridiculous. He couldn’t hold in his laughter. The next picture went off as you squeezed his cheeks, causing him to make a funny face.
As soon as you let go, he leaned into you kissing you once again passionately. This time you were lost in the kiss. Forgetting about your surrounding, even the photo booth. You felt Tae grab on to your thigh, sliding up your skirt. You felt the rush take over as you placed your hand over his sensitive area. You started to rub the area, making him moan between your lips.
You felt him get back at you as soon as you felt him rub your core causing your lace panties to dampen. The sexual tension was hitting you both hard. You pulled down his zipper reaching into his jeans. He could feel his member throbbing against your hand.
“I want you.” You whispered against his lips. He pulled away looking at you lustfully. You both got up leaving the photo booth grabbing your pictures in the process. You both were speed walking until you seen a small alley within two buildings of the boardwalk. You could tell it was where the restaurant placed their garbage. You felt like this was too risky of a spot, that anyone could walk in on you, yet walk by, but at that moment you didn’t care.
He held you up against the wall as he kissed your neck down to your collar bone. You felt dizzy just by him kissing lower towards your breast. You reached your hand down into his pants stroking the areas around his throbbing length. He danced his fingers under your skirt pulling down your underwear until they were around your ankles. You stepped out of them as soon as he reached and picked them up. He grabbed them and put them in his pocket. A clear smirk evidence in his face.
He watched you as you grabbed his pants buckle and undoing them quickly. You pulled out his member pumping rapidly. You got down on your knees putting him in your mouth. You didn’t want to tease him too much from the sensation of being rushed.
You didn’t suck him for long before he pulled you up. You could tell he needed you right then and there. He lined his length towards your core pushing in before you were ready. You almost shrieked from the surprise.
“I don’t care if anyone hears us this time.” He thrusted into you deeply.
“Yeah because I totally want to get arrested for indecent exposure.” He laughed at your sarcasm.
You wrapped one leg around his waist to get a better angle.
You moaned quietly as he thrust into you deeply. You felt the pleasure throughout your core. Your breathing hiked up when you felt you were close to your climax. He kissed you to steady your moaning. You felt your body weaken as your orgasms was passing through. You noticed the smirk on his face as he had to hold you up.
“Almost there.” He whispered. You gently brushed his hair off his sweaty forehead. He closed his eyes as you felt him finally release inside of you. He slowly backed away pulling out of you. As soon as he pulled his pants back up he grabbed your hand kissing it tenderly.
“Is it crazy that I might be in love with you already.” He whispered.
You felt butterflies as soon as those words left his mouth. “You love me?” You didn’t know how to process those words.
“Yeah. I don’t know….I know it’s kind of soon but the way I feel around you-”
You leaned in to kiss him immensely. “I think I love you to.” His face lit up.
“But to be fair, I’ve never been in love before.” You confessed. “But if it’s the feeling of the constant butterflies when I’m around you or the fear of ever losing you or even the way I can’t breath when I’m not with you then yeah, I’m in love with you.”
He picked you up as you wrapped your arms around him.
You heard the door to the side of the building unlocking ruining the moment. “Shit, we better go.” Tae grabbed your hand pulling you towards the boardwalk.
As you made your way towards his car you realized something. “Are you going to give me back my underwear?”
“I don’t know yet.” He laughed.
“So….what are we going to do for the next few days?”
“I have a few ideas.” You bit your lip.
“Slight warning, you might be meeting my friends…..they tend to linger around my place.” He laughed.
“That’s a big step in our relationship.” You teased.
“Don’t worry, they will love you.” He kissed your cheek.
Hye Jin laughed with poison between her teeth, her hand slid down between yours intertwined and slapped the little ball of fingers you made. ❝He’s so sweet, right?❞ she said between her teeth, sending you a glare.
And if only stares could kill, probably you would now be dead in your sweet little cave, waiting for someone to remember all the things you did - not - do in your life. Baekhyun’s smile faded as he cleared his throat letting go of your hand, his eyes boring into your sister’s one with guilt when she looked back at him.
❝He is❞ your mother stumbled gripping the hand Mr. Byun didn’t touch and pulling you at her side.
“None of you are listening!” Kara yelled at the assembled women trying to save the world. “You know what? If you don’t need my ideas, you’re welcome to go fight the Daxamites by yourself.” She zipped across the room fast enough to blur, almost tearing the door to the fire exit off its hinges in her temper.
Alex moved to follow, but Cat waved her off.
“Agent Scully, keep an eye on Norma Bates here,” Cat nodded towards Lillian. “Supergirl and I are due for a catchup.” Her heels clicked across the floor as she followed in Kara’s wake. Those would have to be changed out for flats if she really would be expected to venture out in the field with them. That suggestion had been the reason for Kara’s outburst, or at least the last straw across her unbreakable back.
“Go away, Alex,” Kara grumbled, landing blows on a cleaner than average dumpster.
“Last I checked your sister wasn’t wearing Gianvitto Rossi heels. Need that superhearing checked?”
“I’m not going to allow it, so don’t start with me, Cat.”
“Allow?” Cat stepped in closer, wrinkling her nose at the mess in the alley. She made exceptions for Kara all the time, but really. “That chucklehead from Dixon has really done a number on you, if you think a grown woman has to be allowed to do any damn thing she wants. I’ll be a decoy if I’m needed, Kara.”
Request from anon: Can you do a story where you (a muggle-born Hufflepuff) go to dinner with the Malfoys, but they’re a little rude and snarky and Draco defends you?
Thanks for requesting anon, may I please note to you all that requests are in fact closed and I am writing requests from the queue. I hope you all enjoy:)
It was one of those summer nights, the ones where it doesn’t get dark until 9pm and everything feels light and happy and infinite. You were smiling as you were walking with Draco hand in hand; you didn’t think anything could ruin the light feeling of the soft wind rustling your hair as the gentle sun glittered down. That was, until you stepped inside the manor.
To say you weren’t what Draco’s parents were expecting would be an understatement. You’d finally convinced Draco to let you meet his parents after nearly a year and a half of dating; he said he didn’t want you to get hurt and over the course of the dinner you understood.
Viserys watched you sleep in wonder. You were gentle and
kind, caring for the people around you in a way he could never understand. His
fingers trailed down your back as he watched your chest fall and rise, the way
the thin fabric of your night dress pooled around you doing little more than
tempt him to wake you and indulge in your affection for him.
He was forced to leave you sooner than he wanted to, someone
had told him of a man who had an army and another whisper told him of where he
could find ships. The meeting was boring and slow but his mood was lifted
slightly when he spotted you and Daenerys wondering through the gardens, both
seeming relived to reach the shade when you sat and laughed, your fingers
trailing through the water as you listened to his sister.