ARIES:Tell That Mick He Just Made My List Of Things To Do Today // Breaking hearts has never looked so cool, as when you wrap your car around a tree, your makeup looks so great next to his teeth
TAURUS: Centuries // Until you die for me, as long as there’s a light, my shadow’s over you, cause I am the opposite of amnesia, and you’re a cherry blossom, you’re about to bloom, you look so pretty, but you’re gone so soon
GEMINI: Miss Missing You // I will sing to you every day, if it will take away the pain, oh and I’ve heard you got it, got it so bad, cause I am the best you’ll never have
CANCER:Young and Menance // Oops I, did it again, I forgot what I was losing my mind about, oh, I only wrote this down to make you press rewind, and send a message: I was young and a menace
LEO:Bang the Doldrums // And I cast a spell over the west to make you think of me, the same way I think of you, this is a love song in my own way, happily ever after below the waist
VIRGO: Fame < Infamy // I am God’s gift but why would he bless me with, such wit without a conscience equipped, I’m addicted to the way I feel when I think of you, whoa, “There’s too much green to feel blue”
I’m Like a Lawyer with the Way I’m Always Trying to Get You Off (Me & You) // We’re the new face of failure, prettier and younger but not any better off, bulletproof loneliness at best, at best
SCORPIO:I’ve Got a Dark Alley and a Bad Idea That Says You Should Shut Your Mouth (Summer Song) // We’re the kids who feel like dead ends, and I want to be known for my hits, not just my misses, I took a shot and didn’t even come close, at trust and love and hope, and the poets are just kids who didn’t make it, and never had it at all
SAGITTARIUS: Death Valley // Cause we are alive, here in death valley, but don’t take love off the table yet, cause tonight it’s just fire alarms and losing you, we love a lot so we only lose a little
CAPRICORN: Tiffany Blews //
Oh baby, you’re a classic, like a little black dress, you’re a faded moon, stuck on a little hot mess
AQUARIUS: Hum Hallelujah // I thought I loved you, it was just how you looked in the light, a teenage vow in a parking lot, ‘til tonight do us part, I sing the blues and swallow them too
PISCES:Golden // Tongues on the sockets of electric dreams, where the sewage of youth drowned the spark of my teens, and I knew that the lights of the city were too heavy for me
Let me just talk about this scene in TFP in the episode “Triage”
After Megatron asks Knockout to repair Soundwave’s visor, there is a long pause while ominous music plays in the background. We see Knockout looking unsure and gritting his teeth while looking at Soundwave.
What is there to be uncomfortable about is the question. Knockout is a doctor so he should be okay with examining others and seeing their ‘personal parts’. But having to repair Soundwave’s visor makes him hesitant.
Was this supposed to set up or hint for a Soundwave face reveal? Is his face too damaged/terrible to look at so that’s why he always wears a visor?
In these shots we can see Soundwave’s eyes under his visor, which means he does indeed have a face.
So most likely TFP planned for Soundwave to have a face reveal at one point but never got to it
pairing: jeonggukx reader genre: fluff, smut wordcount: 5k a/n: this is a dumb pwp i have no explanation for except the support of like seven different people that encouraged me to write it. enojy a somewhat college!au jeon.
↳ your best friend finds out how much you love horror, yet you are so goddamn easy to scare. it holds the promise of an entertaining night.
“So, part two tonight?”
He grins at you over the rim of his glass filled with white wine, the usual bunny grin with his nose crinkled and eyes shining that is so incredibly hard to resist. Or maybe, it’s just the wine that you yourself have already running through your system that makes you think that way. You just shrug at him.
“I mean, sure. Why not.” He grins even wider at that, ignoring the faintest trace of hesitation that is laced into your voice. You don’t even get to sigh at his eagerness before he is already turned towards his laptop, opening google to pull up a stream that is high quality enough for his liking.
Hi if you know me personally you know I love Ten more than anything he is my sweet baby and he means the world to me hhhh. I have a bunch of requests AND I”M DOING THEM AS FAST AS I CAN, but I felt the need to post something about my sweet angel so here ~~
HE IS SO SMOL AND FLUFFY AND SWEET I CANT HELP MY EMOTIONS
try and lie to me and say you don’t want to hug this sweet sweet baby
LOOK AT HIS FLUFFY HAIR HE IS BEING SO CUTE HE IS SUCH AN ANGEL HE LOOKS SO GOOD IN THE HOODIE IM IN TEARS
his pretty smile his pretty eyes his pretty earrings dont get me started on how boyfriend he looks in hats lorrrrrrrrrd
listen to me: we don’t deserve him in the slightest
his smile is so genuine, he is so wonderful and kind i lovvvve him so mucccchh
if i could witness this sweet giggle irl i would be good for life tbh
THIS COULD BE MY FAVORITE HE IS SOOOOO PRETTY I LOVE HIS SMILE I WILL NOT STOP SHOUTING THIS STATEMENT
his side profile is so beautiful my favorite sight in the entire world and his pretty earrings again i love this boy
where is my hair HE IS SO CUTE AND HE IS MY SWEET LITTLE DORK JSHSBGDHDU
sweet baby honey baby angel baby fluffy baby
HE EVEN CLAPS CUTE IM LIVING FOR EXCITED HAPPY SMILEY TEN
he is literally so effortlessly beautiful he doesn’t even have to do anything and i will hype him up so hard LOOK AT HIS PRETTY LIPS AND TEETH AND CHEEKS AND EYES
he is so sweet i am so in love with him i will never not be in love with him ok u know u agree dont call me crazy
uhm i am trying to be soft right now pls stop pls i cant handle this right now i did not ask for this hold pls i am transferring your call
he is so radiant and bright and positive dont you just love the sun
fluffy pretty sweet amazing thai prince i love so much
hello i cant take much more look how happy and silly and cute and smiley and beautiful he is UGH THAT WAS SO SOFT IM GONNA PUKE you have all seen my weak spot now and my softest point in history
how would each member of BTS react to you talking dirty in spanish to them? Thank you, you're awesome!
thank you mi amor ily
YALL IM busy wand i wanna have time to do all of yalls requests so i didn’t end up writing about every member im so sorry but please specify what members you want me to write about like pick 3 please otherwise it takes so long!! anyways hope i wrote about YOUR fave and enjoy;)
His eyes were set on the TV, fully concentrated and laughing at the punchlines. You didn’t even like this show and was now officially bored.
“Hoseooook,” you whine and try pulling him by his arm. He let’s you, but doesn’t remove his eyes from the TV. “I need to get up early tomorrow, you can watch this later. Give me attention.”
You pout but it doesn’t help because once again he’s not even looking at you. This makes you decide to climb onto his lap and he grunts uncomfortably when you accidentally hurt his elbow.
“Please let me just finish the show,” he says a bit annoyed.
You hand moves it’s way to the nape of his neck and scratches his scalp, making him shiver. You kneed softly on his tense shoulders and he sighs. Hoseok tries to ignore the way his body is reacting, but his mouth falls open in relaxation from having your hands on and around his neck, massaging and scratching.
“Mi amor,” you purr in his ear and you feel him tense underneath you.
“Don’t do this,” he finally looks into your eyes and you can tell there’s lust building up inside him. You smirk at his reaction.
“Quiero sentarme en tu cara,” you whisper into his ear and this pushes him over the edge because he knows exactly what that means. It’s a well known phrase to his ears and now he’s really fucking turned on. He licks into your mouth and moans into it as you roll your hips on him again.
“Fuck you,” he whispers against your lips, annoyed that you won.
His big hands are palming your ass and pressing you down on his hard-on. His legs are spread widely with you on top of him as your lips suck on his tongue. Your hands are playing with the locks of his hair and he moans when you bite his lip and roll your hips. He tilts his head and you follow, you two kissing intently letting your tongues meet. His hands slide under your tank top and caress your sides and warm stomach.
Doing laundry can get pretty boring, so here you were in the local laundry machine place at 11 at night, getting hot and heavy on the couch while waiting for your laundry to finish.
“Y/N, you can’t keep grinding on my dick like this, we can’t have sex here.” he protests between kisses. You just grind harder and he groans. “Seriously someone can walk in here,” he says breathlessly.
“Por favor,” you beg him and you can feel the hairs on his neck standing from you speaking like that to him.“Papi, por favor,” you pant and lick on his ear. A moan escapes his lips as you grind on his aching cock again. He grabs your wrist and pulls away from your kiss for the first time since you got to it. The look in his eyes is filled with desire and almost intimidating.
“Call me that again,” he stutters, having a hard time breathing normally because he is so turned on.
“Only if you fuck me - right here, right now,”
You read the text again as you walked up the stairs. Yoongi had texted you that he needed your help with a song. One part of you was scared he’d ask you to sing which you really didn’t consider your strong side. On the other hand maybe he just needed a fresh couple of ears for a new perspective of the song.
Yoongi is waiting for you in the opening of the door when you get to the studio hallways. It’s a secluded and soundproof room with a small window, about as big as a closet. He’s smiling but you can see in his eyes that he’s tired. He kisses you lightly and says hi. You notices he smells good. He sits down on the office-chair and motions for you to sit on his lap. You do and he rests his head on your shoulder and starts clicking around on his two computer screens with like a thousand tabs open.
“Listen to this,” he says and presses play. There’s a chorus that sounds familiar to your ears as he’s been working on this for a while and you wait for the third verse which usually is his, but it’s instrumental. “I was thinking of putting in a verse in Spanish here, or at least a phrase.”
You Ooh loudly to the idea and he smiles. “That would be sexy wouldn’t it! Anyways I need you and your Spanish speaking tongue.” he says and takes out his notes.
“Yeah I can translate for you, but what do you want to say? What is the song about?” you ask.
He pulls up the lyrics for you and you read trough them quickly. He presses record to be able to listen back at what you’re saying so he can practice pronunciation. You nod. “I want the verse to be about lusting for someone.” he explains and you think of what to say.
“You could say, me duele el corazon no tenerte aqui, nadamas quiero besarte.”
You can see Yoongi’s face reflect in the screen of the computer and the way he bites his lip.
“You’re so sexy when you speak Spanish.” he laughs. “What does that mean?”
“It means my heart hurts not to have you here, I just want to kiss you.”
He writes it down and you continue.
“Ya no puedo seguir asi, tengo que saber como te sabes.”
You can tell it’s affecting him when you speak to him in Spanish since he’s breathing heavily now.
“What does that mean,” he pants against your neck and plants a light kiss.
“I can’t go on like this, I need to know what you taste like.”
Yoongi mutters a fuck and kisses your neck again and his arms around your waist tighten. Feeling his lips on your neck felt so good, and so did being in control like this.
“Quiero que me cogas ensima de la mesa,” you say as you grind on his crotch which makes a moan escape his lips. “Duro.”
“W-What does that mean,” he choked on his own words cause you’re grinding on his hardening dick by now.
“I want you to fuck me on this table,” you say and smile as you feel his dick twitching underneath you. “Hard.”
“How do you say ‘go lock the fucking door’ in Spanish?”
Namjoon is the type to love getting called daddy, papi or just have you scream or moan his name. If he would be intensely hitting it from the back and you’d moan in Spanish that would probably drive him crazy. I feel like he’s the type to ask you to talk dirty to him like that. First time you ever did, you didn’t even think about it. He was sucking on your nipples and circling his fingers around your clit, teasing you all spread out on the bed. You felt so good but wanted more, and it just slipped out in Spanish.
“Por favor damelo,”
You immediately laughed at the fact that you just spoke a language this man didn’t know and you thought he probably got very confused. Interrupting your thought, he shoved two fingers inside you, making you choke on your own laughter with a deep moan.
“I don’t know what you just said but it makes me want to fuck you so badly baby,” he whispered and licked around your clit. So he likes it, you think. Your eyes roll back and your toes curl up as he starts going faster pumping his fingers inside you.
“Ay papi,” Namjoon growls against your pussy. “-tocame alli,” you moan and so does he, humming against your clit. His cock aches from the way the words roll off your tongue.
“You should teach me Spanish!” Taehyung says as he slumps down besides you on the bed and gets comfy. You look at him and wonder where this idea came from.
“So that I can talk to your family properly, earn some good boyfriend-points.” he says. “And tell you how sexy you look, - in Spanish.” Tae wiggles his eyebrows. You slap his chest lightly as you laugh.
“But how would you know if I lie? You know, tell you this is how you say ‘have a nice day’ but in reality it’s ‘I want to fuck you’.” you give him a challenging look and he smiles, showing his teeth.
“Noooo, my baby doesn’t know naughty words like that.” He cups your innocent looking face and laughs in a square shaped smile. You roll your eyes and shove his hands away from your face.
“Quiero cogerte,” you say slowly, looking into his eyes and blushing at the fact that you’re saying I want to fuck you out loud. You cringe at yourself but at the same time feel a little turned on.
Taehyung squints at you, “You could be saying anything in Spanish and it would sound sexy. You could’ve just said I love cucumber.”
You laugh and shake your head, already blushing and praying to God for forgiveness for what you’re about to say.
“Quiero chuparte hasta que vengas en mi boca.”
Taehyung doesn’t laugh or squint because your voice is dripping of lust. He can tell from your voice dropping an octave and the look in your eyes that what you just said was filthy.
“What does it mean?” he said out of breath, his Adams apple bobbing.
You lean forward to kiss him and he hungrily responds with opening his wet mouth. Slowly you trail your hand towards his crotch, making your way inside his pants and boxer briefs. He whines when you squeeze his dick and you feel it growing in your hand. His hands grab on your waist and caress the warm skin and Taehyung feels like his insides are twisting. You bite his lip and palm his growing erection. To access his neck for leaving possessive marks you pull his hair harshly and start to lick down his jaw, making him hiss.
He pants your name and asks once again what it meant.
“Let me show you instead,” you say and sink to your knees between his legs, spreading them wide with your palms on the inner side of his thighs.
Prompt: Hello! For requests if they are still open, could you do Damian falling in love with a girl who works / volunteers at an animal shelter? Like he uses the batcomputer to look her up and everything?
Damian grits his teeth, and ignores Drake in favor of the computer. His fingers continue flying over the keyboard, when Todd’s voice follows, “Y/F/N Y/L/N, sixteen, scholarship student at Gotham Academy, and fellow classmate of our youngest brother. I do believe the demon spawn is experiencing hormones.”
Finally Damian spins in the chair and glares at the two men in front of him. After nearly six years, the two still got on his nerves like no other. It seemed as though their purpose in life was to annoy him to the point of murder.
“Can I help you with something?”
Their smiles are sinister, “Nope, just wondering what our baby brother is up to.”
Damian knows there’s no chance of them leaving until they get what they want, “She’s in my Lit class. She volunteers at the local animal shelter, and I was curious. She doesn’t speak to anyone and reads by herself at lunch. No one seems to know anything, so …”
“You hacked information?” Tim asks.
Jason scoffs, “Well you did a fairly poor job of it. I mean there has to be more information out there.”
“I was in the middle of it when you two interrupted!”
Tim just smirks, “Scoot over and let me have a try. Alfred finds them three hours later, and once again explains why it is impolite to do background checks, and obtain personal information on possible significant others. Computer privileges are taken away for a week.
Author’s Note: i have seen the devil and his name is kim jongin. someone get me a fan. this is a continuation of the universe for Did You See? you can read both separately, however the impact is a little stronger at the end if you read the original story first.
Pairing: Kai x Reader (oc; female)
Warnings: explicit sex; explicit language
Word Count: 3,881
Nini[10:03 PM]: i can’t stop thinking about the other night…
Y/N[10:05 PM]: which night? lmao i’ve seen you every night this week
Nini[10:08 PM]: don’t be like that, duchess. you know exactly which night i’m talking about.
Y/N[10:09 PM]: no, nini.
Y/N[10:09 PM]: youll have to be specific.
Nini[10:09 PM]: tuesday
Y/N[10:10 PM]: what happened tuesday? we did a lot of things that night~
A/N: i don’t have the slightest clue as to where this came from but enjoy it i guess Word count: 1.1k
“Need ya to keep quiet for me, darling. Can you do that?” Y/N nods vigorously, her hips eagerly bucking into the rough palms of his hand. It just had to be tonight of all nights that Shawn decided, his games were deserving of a little bit of play time.
Shawn’s undoubtedly the most annoying person to ever exist to Y/N tonight. When it comes to teasing, he’ll drag it out as long as he can, until she’s begging him to give her anything to extinguish the burn of desire. Shawn knows her body like every note on his guitar. Where to move, how to curve his fingers so they hit that spot in such a sickeningly delicious way, it makes her bones quake. He does it every single time, without fail.
Y/N lets him play her like his favorite song, whenever he wants no questions asked; Pushing her until she’s on the edge of her release, pulling it away in the blink of an eye, taunting Y/N practically. It makes her core cry out every time, pleading with want to be cared for and he does it just right.
“Use your words, baby. Your smart ass mouth had no problem functioning earlier.” His digits curved against her g-spot, pulling an undetected moan with it.
“I can be quiet, I-I promise.” Y/N’s eyes knit shut, beads of perspiration running down her temple already. She trembles out a response, virtually a whisper among the sounds of the air conditioning in the bathroom.
He presses the pad of his thumb against her bundle of nerves and her hand instinctively reaches out for his bicep, feeling her knees nearly give out beneath her. “Dazed, flushed, and needy. Such a beautiful look on you.” He hums, his teeth gently grazing her earlobe.
The ocean waves of blood washing over her tongue remind Y/N of how hard she’s biting into her bottom lip. She wants to scream, moan, anything that allows her to liberate the feelings boiling within, but she remembers her promise just moments ago and she remembers that if she breaks, he stops. As much as she wants to let it out, she refuses to make him stop now.
“Please stop teasing me, Shawn. Please.” Her pleas fall on deaf ears as a dark chuckle pierces through the darkness. “Now you know I can’t do that, honey. That’s not my style.”
“Well can’t you fucking make it your style?” She grunted, a slight irritation at the almost nonexistent movement of his fingers setting in.
“M’kay.” Is all he says. It’s never that easy to convince him to stop with his games. Never. It always took her to her vocal limits to convince him to even slightly speed up. Shawn seduces her until tears are streaming down her pretty little face, pools of disheveled sheets surround her, and her skin is slick with sweat and desperation, every fucking time. Y/N knows she’s thinking too much about this. She thinks so much his lips blanketing her clit blindside her, pulling a strangled scream from her throat.
Even in the dim light of the handicapped bathroom, Y/N can feel his piercing chocolate eyes staring daggers through her chest. She knows he is, no need for bright lights or opened eyes to tell her. Her right hand reaches out for something, anything to take out this excess tension on. Her trembling hands run down past her navel, basking in the soft curls she teases between her fingers. “Fuck you,” the growl falls into the void, triggering a chuckle from Shawn and a whole new sensation to her pussy.
She whines when he pulls away, allowing the cold air breezing through the pristine bathroom to hit her dead on. “Love to, not right now, though.” His pink puckered lips return to the most intimate parts of her, to pleasing her. His fingers don’t stop, drilling into her like nobody’s business. His tongue never ceases, licking and prodding the sensitive dips, curves, and crevices of Y/N’s heat. One of those screams she wanted to let out finally bubbles up, coming out as a high-pitched moan instead.
The slurping sounds his mouth creates against her pussy drives Y/N up the walls. Something about the way he devours her, pushes her towards a pleasurable insanity. His thrusts get more forceful, more powerful, his tongue more gentle. Teasing, she might even say. “Gonna cum for me, darling? Hmm?” She nods despite him not being able to see her the best at the moment.
The knot in her stomach has been forming for God knows how long now, inflating like a fucking balloon before the opening is freed and the moistened air exits once again, a never ending cycle. Shawn knew exactly what to do, kicking his trusty assistants into overdrive. Amongst the thrusting of his digits, he adds a third one and his hand quickly flies towards Y/N’s mouth, knowing she’ll moan at any second.
His prediction was right, not even close to a shot in the dark. A deep moan presses up against his hand like her unrelenting hips as his fingers pick up their pace, desperate to feel her walls clenching around him. He couldn’t tell if he wanted her orgasm more than her or not. Her chest heaves, eyes shut tight like bolted locks while her body shakes. Her muffled moans of Shawn’s name fill his hand like overflowing water, each one making his cock swell larger in his jeans. He was grateful he wore a relatively long shirt today.
Y/N’s orgasm continues to waver over her, each hit like a jolt of electricity to her core. She’d had amazing orgasms courtesy of Shawn, but none had ever hit her this hard. Hard enough to pull tears from her eyes, leave her throat sore and deep red crescent marks in her palms. Her hair was soaked along the edges, similar to Shawn’s fingers now, her face glowing even in the dark. Shawn’s tongue doesn’t cease fire as he works mercilessly to clean Y/N up, nearly bringing her to another earth-shattering orgasm.
“Better now?” Shawn quips, pulling her underwear back up her legs. Y/N unties her sundress, letting the fabric fall back down and shield her legs once again.
“Yeah, but someone else isn’t.” She hums, gesturing to the ever growing bulge in his jeans.
“Shut up, it’s your fault.” He groans, pressing a kiss to her temple. Y/N’s hands run up the expanse of his chest as she pushes him against the wall. Her hands palm at his growing cock, eliciting a loud moan from the adonis beneath her palms.
He’s reading as she flits around the room getting ready for bed, he hasn’t read in a long time and is determined to get most of it read tonight, back propped up a bit as his long legs are spread across the mattress. He pays her no mind as she buzzes around the room, gaze not leaving the page as she crawls into bed next to him. He’s completely immersed in the words till she begins unbuttoning his shirt just a bit more.
She had gotten bored cuddled next to him moving instead to lay between his legs her elbows resting carefully on his hips while slender fingers trace over the two little birds. She’s not doing it for attention it’s just something she likes to do, trace them, his tattoos running her finger along the lines trying to feel a difference that isn’t there. He sneaks a glance looking to her face under the book, she’s not smiling or frowning her cheek smushed a bit as she rests her head in her free hand, she looks content it makes Harry feel funny he likes this just being in each other’s company not needing anything more than the comforts of each other’s presence … little does he know …
He returns to the words hand faltering as he turns the page, her nimble fingers cold against his stomach as she unbuttons the rest pushing it away with featherlight touches, she’s going for the butterfly, it’s her favorite one, she’s told him plenty of times before, that and the ferns she especially likes to trace with both hands mirroring the movements of one with the other across the identical ink.
She starts with the antenna to the right tracing the outing ending with the left antenna before running her fingers along the details of the middle. She too caught up with her tracing she doesn’t notice him setting down the book after dog earring the page, keeping his hands at his sides, it’s not hard just letting her do her thing biting at his plush bottom lip watching her touch him like he was some kinda work of art. She traced a finger down dragging it in a lazy circle around his belly bottom before weaving it through the course hairs crowing his boxers. His breathing has picked up a bit, something about the moment making his head swirl and blood begin to relocate.
She doesn’t know what she’s doing to him, starting at the rightmost part of the tattoo and tracing to the left, she feels it then as she shifts to have better access to the other branch, his growing cock, it’s been getting heavy and full with her touching, his lip is abused as he bites it to hold back the sounds. At the first feel she looks up at him shyly, “What’re yeh doin’ hmm?”
She looks back to where her finger is just starting the final tattoo, “I’m just touching you" she responds as her finger begins to move again. He doesn’t respond right away, letting her almost finish,