there was a request for this one so i hope it lived up to expectations xD i’m thinking of creating another part out of this though. perhaps waking up with GOT7 and mayybe a how you’d fall asleep? idk so please let me know by requesting!here is my masterlist :) have a good day!!
warnings: none :)) words: 1′139
제이비 J A E B U M - if JB was coming to yours for a sleepover he’d be sure to overpack bringing several pillows even though it’s unnecessary - whenever he stays over he always leaves with a hoodie or a t-shirt missing hmm ;) - you savour those quieter evenings with Jaebum and love watching the sunset together. i was going to say music would softly be playing in the background but i think JB would love having your hand in his on your lap as he hums or sings 양심없이 (don’t care) softly aH - and those unnecessary pillows? calls for a pillow fight - his hair would get so fluffy ^.^ - you’d settle for bed quite early and enjoy the comforting silence as you fell asleep resting your head on Jaebum’s shoulders
마크 M A R K - Mark wouldn’t even knock on the door if he was coming to yours since he’s such a frequent visitor - most of the time you just presume he’s staying over when he turns up at your apartment - but when you’ve planned a sleepover with Mark you’d love how you’d notice he was here by the smell of your favourite takeaway downstairs - you’d spend hours playing video games like Overwatch, always dropping funny comments at one another about who’s the better player - you’d sit on his lap as you both held your controller co he could teach you how to become a sweat at the game. he’d kiss you’re hair whenever a new round of the game was starting “ready jagiya?” - to Mark sleeping over felt like a huge escape from tiring dance practises and he’d enjoy watching as you talk with him as you faced each other on the bed - slowly, everything will get quieter and Mark would shuffle closer to you, softly kissing you’re forehead because you’re always the first to go to sleep
잭슨 J A C K S O N - you’re sleepovers are full of instant ramen pots after the one time he tried to cook you a dish that didn’t end up to be edible - sleepovers are the time where Jackson really feels so comfortable and doesn’t try to impress you because everything is so calm and intimate - for a while you’d channel surf but you’re both too busy talking about your day and exchanging stupid jokes to even think about watching the channel: in this case it’s teleshopping - the hours talking on your bed would seem to go incredibly fast in each others company. you’d have both started talking with it being light outside and were still talking in complete darkness when the sun had set - sometimes Jackson would give you his hoodie and you’d go on a short walk to find something other than instant ramen pots - your nights wouldn’t be late or early, together you’d talk about more dreams and ambitions you have before actually fall asleep beside each other to sweet dreams
진영 J I N Y O U N G - i feel like you and Jinyoung wouldn’t plan sleepovers often therefore when you do stay the night at GOT7′s apartment it’d seem more special - respectfully the other guys wouldn’t interfere when you choose to put on a romance movie in the lounge - making a warm drink together became a tradition from when you first started dating. the kitchen would always be left in a mess lets the leader clear it up - both of you love to share popcorn as you watched movies, a huge blanket would cocoon the both of you to feel each other’s warmth - Jinyoung always surprises you with new movies that you’ve never seen before - for 90% of the film though he’s admiring your expressions as they change throughout the movie and sometimes you’d catch him doing so - “what? is there something on my face?” “yeah, let me just-” *throws popcorn at you* - most of the time the couch would be your bed as Jinyoung and you would get so snug where you were laying, you’d end up falling asleep tangled together
영재 Y O U N G J A E - your sleepovers would turn out to be for a straight up week since Youngjae’s schedule is so packed. but when there’s free time you always are with him constantly - sleeping over at each other’s apartments means so much to you since when you were only friends and before debut you’d always be having sleepovers - as friends he’d always intend to sleep on the floor but you insisted that you’d both be comfier if you were in each others arms. for the first few months of being together he’d be sweet and always check if you wanted him to sleep on the floor - i feel like Youngjae would love a relaxing evening with a brightly coloured bath bomb involved - when you were at GOT7′s apartment you would always greet the boys for a while before going off to Youngjae’s room for cuddles
뱀뱀 B A M B A M - he wouldn’t have to worry about bringing anything but himself since everything he owns is practically already at yours. things of his folded in your drawers, glasses lying on your desk and his shoes by your front door - together you would spend a lot of time looking at memes and watching crack videos dabbing contest? - BamBam lowkey loves pamper evenings and he’ll own the overpriced moisturiser that makes you giggle when he rubs it in your skin and down your neck - midnight snacks? BamBam magically reveals food he’s somehow been hiding all night - being in each other’s presence was a big enough excuse not to sleep for thE WHOLE NIGHT “it’s 5:05 Bammie” “we’ll go to bed soon” “how is it 8am already?” “shh we’ll go to bed soon”
유겸 Y U G Y E O M - a toothbrush of Yugyeom’s would already be in your bathroom since he’s always over whenever GOT7 aren’t busy - Yugyeom always finds the excuse to sing, and as soon as the sleepover starts music is blaring as you both are singing as loud as you can and holding you close as you dance on the bed - together you’re professional den makers. but since he’s so tall his feet would stick out the end so he’d end up spooning you - it’d be around 2am when you’d both be incredibly sleepy to the extent where you can barely keep your eyes open - so tired to the point where you’re also loopy and laughing at the strangest things - the quiet noise of music playing will drive you both to sleep just as the suns beginning to rise
Gnarlak: Welcome to the world famous Blind Pig. The place the New York Post has called, “The sexiest, most dangerous club in town!” Tina: That’s not what they wrote. Gnarlak: Fine. I added the word sexiest. But, we’ve hired better security.
(Parks and Recreation; Season 2, Episode 23: The Masterplan)
It’s here! The first part of “Our Girl” is here! This is a Dean x Reader x Sam series.
Pairing: Dean x Reader x Sam (polyamorous) Words: 1076
A/N: This is an open series. You can request things for it at any time. It’ll probably be open for a while, so request away! A/N: If you want tagged in anything, just let me know. :)
Sam!” you and Dean both yelled from where the two of you were perched in bed.
You had a bowl full of a mix of snacks made into a kind of trail mix. Dean had
the drinks lined up for the three of you. Sam was in charge of the milkshakes
you had requested. And he was taking too long for your and Dean’s liking.
Sam laughed, walking into the room with the three milkshakes, “You two are so
yeah,” you grinned up at him.
Sam put the
milkshakes on the nightstand and climbed into bed next to you, “What are we
watching?” he asked.
Y/N’s turn to pick,” Dean grumbled slightly.
laughed, “Which musical are we watching this time?” he asked, knowing your
movie taste well.
okay but imagine if one of the future ditl videos was titled “A Day in the Life of Dan and Phil with Dodie!”
like can you just imagine it? they’d watch movies in the lounge, then dan would play the piano and dodie would hum to the music. then phil and dodie would giggle uncontrollably after failing to jump scare dan. eventually, they’d go on an adventure to find bubble tea (again) and they’d drink it in a park on a little park bench. then they’d just try their hardest to make each other laugh and it would feel like one of those moments you want to last forever.
the one happy sequence in the movie where satine is lounging in christian’s dilapidated parisian apartment in a silk robe with wine-colored lips and her brows painted for the gods… while christian is just writing music and laughing and everything is Good…. boi
Could you do Bakugou falling in love for the first time and how he eventually comes to confess to the person?
How did this happen? And when exactly did it start? Bakugou tries to think back to the time when he had first met you. Back then, he could look at you without it feeling like someone was punching him endlessly in the stomach.
Yes, when you first entered the classroom as a new student, there was nothing particularly interesting about you. How was he able to think like that back then? He is angry at himself, both for having thought of you as “no one” and thinking of you as “special” right now.
Bakugou turns to the next page in his book, his pen threatens to break in half. Filled with anger and frustration he tries hard to focus on his homework. But his thoughts wander back to you again.
At first, he treated you just like everyone else. But then he started to be harsher on them, more commands, more insults, louder and angrier. But at the same time, he treated you better, he was more considerate and more relaxed around you. Perhaps these two extremes were what caused you to distance yourself from him. And it felt terrible.
The sweat drops forming in his palms turn into small explosions when Bakugou thinks back to the time Kirishima tried to tell him he should be nicer. And he puts the pen down.
His sharp red eyes move upwards. On the wall was a class photo everyone insisted on taking at the end of a class trip. How fucking annoying. But in the end he got something out of it, too. After all, you were on it as well.
Bakugou’s cheeks turn into a pinkish colour as he scratches the back of his head in frustration.
It’s been a few months since then, and Bakugou has since never really talked to you. Rather, it seems as though the words just won’t come out. And he watches you in silence.
Bakugou still does well in school and training, he hasn’t been distracted by how things are between the two of you even once. Still, he isn’t content. This isn’t how he wants it to be like.
A few weeks ago, he approached you again during lunch, asking you to eat together.
You accepted and even if you only sat next to each other, talking to someone else, Bakugou felt better.
It’s not as if Bakugou doesn’t know what’s happening to him. He has been in denial for a long time now, but he isn’t stupid enough to not realize that he has fallen for you.
The situation has changed again since then.
Now Bakugou is at a point where he can’t seem to talk to you without feeling a certain warmth in his face, he becomes impatient and nervous.
Even when he screams and uses slurs around you, you laugh and he can only run off, because the heart beating in his chest is threatening to pound loud enough for you to hear. This has become everyday life for him now.
Bakugou lets out a deep sigh when a knocking sound pulls him out of his thoughts.
“Bakugou! Come out, we’re all watching a movie in the lounge!”
“Shut the fuck up, hair-for-brains! I’m studying! Get lost!”
“Dude, that is due next week, we have time so come down! ___ is going to be there too, you know. Anyway I’m going now!”
Bakugou pops a vein. This fucking asshole. Did he think he would come down now just because he said that?!
Definitely not. Instead, prepares to go for a run to get his head clear.
He puts on his sneakers and puts his phone into the pocket of his jacket.
Bakugou’s eyes go back to your figure on the photo. With a determined look in his eyes, he leaves the room.
And he decides to talk to you the next time he catches you alone.
Yoongi: Idk… You seem different lately. Like your smile isn’t as bright or s/t.
Yoongi: But seriously.
♥Jin♥: aaaah it’s nothing. i put on some weight and feel bluh you know how it is.
Yoongi: I love you.
Yoongi stared at his phone with a small frown. He turned his head a little to see Jungkook asleep next to him, one arm wrapped around Yoongi’s waist and his breath warm on Yoongi’s neck. Yoongi nudged him with an elbow.
“Hey. Hey, wake up.”
“Nyuh?” Jungkook blinked awake with a snort. “What?”
“We have to be nice to Jin-hyung,” Yoongi told him.
“I’m always nice.”
“No you’re not. We have to be nice. He’s feeling down.”
Jungkook closed his eyes with a grumble, but nodded anyway. Yoongi kissed his nose and fell asleep soon after him.
Yoongi sent a group text to the rest of the members at breakfast the next morning letting them know to be extra sweet to Jin. He watched Namjoon pick up his phone and read the message, then put his phone down and lean over to kiss Seokjin’s cheek.
“I love you, hyung,” Namjoon said with a smile that left Seokjin blushed pink and Yoongi smiling.
Later when Seokjin was sitting watching a movie in the lounge, Jimin and Taehyung sat on either side of him on the couch and hugged him. Seokjin wrapped his arms around either of their shoulders and let them throw their legs over his. By the end of the movie Jimin was practically in Seokjin’s lap and Taehyung had his head buried in Seokjin’s neck half asleep. Seokjin had to flag Jungkook down to help him get out to go to the bathroom.
When he was out shopping with Yoongi, Jungkook kept leaning over and showing him the memes he was sending Seokjin.
“I ask you to be nice and you’re sending him memes?”
“They’re wholesome memes. Love memes.”
“You’re a meme.”
But when they got back, Seokjin was laughing about the memes as Hoseok hugged him from behind in the kitchen.
Later, Namjoon got all the blankets and pillows in the apartment to make a big nest in the middle of the floor. They all grabbed Seokjin and got him to lie down, all of them lying either side of him and touching him. Yoongi and Jimin had got in their first and had claimed each side, but the others were reaching over to touch him and hold him as much as they could.
Seokjin closed his eyes and laughed. “Yoongi-yah, did you say anything to anyone?”
Yoongi grinned. “What, hyung? Can’t we just love and appreciate our boyfriend?”
you seem to love minghao al o t pls give hc on cumslt minghao and how he got to that stage PLS
Listen up everyone I will show you the light
It’s all thanks to that piece of kinky shit,,, wen junhui
Highkey he wanted to just simply praise hao on doing a good job of swallowing, taking him deep and doing what he’s told
Lowkey wanted a broken slut for his use
Hao only used to do very very very light bdsm because he was unsure about it
But when Jun started praising him with added pet names something… snapped
((This was Juns way of getting Hao into it))
He loved the praise, and with that he became cocky and egotistical and just wanted more and more he had everyone fuck him to get it
Honestly Hao started off really timid and blushy even with Jun
Minghao found that slowly, the only praise significant to him was the cum at the end of it all
Let’s be real, like Minghao wanted dick all the time by this stage so would send filthy pictures, wear nothing but pretty lingerie around the dorm, be ready and waiting on the bed when the members got in…And no-one could take it
This is where Hao being a total kinky bottom comes in :^)
Hao first played this little ‘game’ with Jun and boy did he feel the consequence
(((Queue that look Junhui gives as a way of asking consent to destroy ass)))
All Hao was doing was just minding his own business… in red panties… with a leaking dick… on Junhuis bed
All whilst the other members were watching a movie in the lounge :)
You could basically HEAR Junnie’s eye fucking twitch at the sight, and Junhui fucking KNEW WHAT WAS HAPPENING AND HE DIED A BIT INSIDE
'Do you really think it’s a good idea to tease Daddy like this, huh? Are you really that much of a slut?’
Hao almost cummed tbh
Ho ho ho did Junhui not let him get away with that
Before he knew it, Hao was handcuffed and choking on Daddy’s cock
Junhui didn’t cum :)
Hao did :)
He came again when Junhui was spanking his ass and biting him until he was black and blue
AND THE BEST BIT?
Hao got thrown on the bed after challenging Junhui: ‘Is that all you’ve got? I expected more from you, daddy’
You bet Junhui rubbed his leaking sensitive dick ALL over Minghao whilst choking him
‘Do you really want to know what I’ve got?’
Wait for it
Junhui dragged Hao into the lounge, dead center for everyone to see
‘Look, we have our own personal slut, he’s been such a whore for me’
With only a few scissoring motions and the lube of a condom, Hao was being fucked doggy style, head pulled back due to Junhui tugging on his blonde locks, by his true Daddy™
Everyone was gobsmacked to know this information and couldn’t react
(((Although Cheol and Wonwoo went and jerked themselves off over him)))
And seriously everyone gasped when they saw the sight of Hao SCREAMING pleads and moaning until his voice went hoarse and when handprints were being imprinted on his round little ass
Of course, Junhui made it clear to everyone that Hao can fuck who he likes, but he belonged to Jun
‘Who makes you feel this good? Hmmm? Who do you belong to?’ ‘YOU, DADDY!’
Honestly, it all ends with Junhui cumming in Haos mouth
(((with Cheol and Wonwoo cumming vaguely in Hao’s direction, too scared of Jun lmao)))
Minghao was breathless, but with a content grin on his face
Hao is broken
He loves cum and sex and it consumes him so much and he can’t go back to vanilla sex anymore even when he’s feeling soft, the cumslut mindset embodies him 24/7
(Junhui is also broken, he loves having a cumslut like Minghao)
Always Get What I Want *Natasha Romanoff x Reader*
Requested by @looking-for-granger : could you do a Natasha Romanoff x fem!reader valentine smut where they are back from a mission that cut into their anniversary so they do it on v day and Nat proposes and maybe smut? sorry if that’s too extensive! Rating: Mature, again this is smut implied. Writer Notes: I am not fully comfortable writing mxf smut, so, fxf smut is a little difficult for me. I am trying to branch out of my comfort zone, for now, it’s just implied with slight oral. - Rosalee
“You know our anniversary was four days ago?” Natasha’s silk voice came through the comms; you let out a small chuckle at the randomness of her question. “We’ve never celebrated our anniversary on the day, you know that, right?”
It was true. You had never actually celebrated any of the anniversaries on the day; either one or both of you were on a mission. It was irritating, especially if you planned something and then the world decided it needed saving, and help form the Avengers. Eventually, you stopped planning stuff for the day and rather instead waiting till you both had time.
“I know,” your hands typed on the keyboard quickly in the upstairs office, espionage was yours and Nat’s favourite type of mission. “Once I’m done here, we can go celebrate it?”
Natasha’s chuckle rang through the comms and you imagined her smirking, “It’s also Valentine’s Day.”
Your hands stopped typing momentarily, was it? You looked at the computer’s calendar and sure enough, she was right. She always is. Then again you never paid attention to this day, it was kind of a none holiday for you.
“Well, I guess we’re celebrating our anniversary and Valentine’s.” Pulling the USB stick from the computer and walking to the office’s door.
You peeked around the door and smoothly left, gliding down the stairs and back to the party below outside. Taking a glass of champagne and blending in naturally, you spotted Natasha by the bar, the target she was distracting talking her ear off.
She caught your eye and you nodded, subtly telling her you had the intel and it was time to scatter. You watched as Natasha turned her body to the target, through lip reading you see she’s telling him that she is going to the toilet and would return soon. You walk out to the exit grabbing the keys from the valet and waiting for Natasha to get in.
Once Natasha was in you drove to the safe house. Natasha on the phone the whole ride to tell them how the mission went, saying you’d be back tomorrow with the Intel and that you were crashing for the night at a hotel, which Stark paid for.
The hotel room was luxurious. It was big and grand, it had many rooms, kind of like an apartment and you didn’t understand why Tony picked here of all places. You both placed the duffle bags down on the sofa in the lounge room, it had a big enough shower for the both of you, you shrugged and nodded and Natasha grinned.
You stripped out of the cocktail dresses you both wore, leaving them in a pile on the floor before Natasha reached in and turned the shower on, you both stepped in under the warm spray of water. You helped wash Nat’s hair, her doing the same for you. It was relaxing being away from the base, plus mission. Being with just Natasha was always calming.
After washing one another, Natasha ordered room service for you both. Champagne and strawberries, the flat screen TV in the bedroom played some movie as you lounged with Natasha in the luxurious satin sheets. You glanced at your girlfriend, smiling; it had been a while since you had seen her this relaxed. Not many people got to see this side of her.
“You know,” Natasha laid on her back beside you, “Las Vegas is on the way back!”
“It’s a thousand miles in the opposite direction,” you clarify with a little laugh.
She rolled her green eyes, “what happens in Vegas?”
“People lose a lot of money and Britney Spears performs,” you shrugged.
“You’re so useless, I’m proposing to you, idiot!” You frowned and laughed, “I’m being serious. We go and get married in one of those drive-thru chapels?”
You frowned but grinned at her, “What about the intel?” You nodded in the direction of the duffle bag.
She huffed and sat up; you turned and lay on your back looking up at her. She swept her auburn hair off of her shoulder, looking down at you with a little smile of her own. You narrowed your eyes at her, suspecting that look, you had known her long enough to know when she is planning something. She leant forward and kissed you, her lips tasting of the strawberries from earlier, she hovered over you.
Pressing her toned, soft body, against yours as she licked against your lower lip asking for entrance. You opened your mouth with a soft mewl, her tongue darting in and dancing with your own. She tasted of champagne and strawberries an addicting combo. Her skilled hands ran up the length of your body, squeezing your ribs through the baggy top, that’s actually Steve Rogers.
You pulled away and laughed when he fingers, now under the shirt, tickled your sides. She was straddling your hips as she continued her assault, tickling and kissing marks on your neck. Natasha grinned down at you, as you continued to high-pitch squeal and laugh. You helped her pull her own shirt off and yours, throwing them to the floor.
Natasha was a thing of beauty. Something to marvel at, she bared her soul in intimate ways with you. You know she uses her body and femininity, she knows she is beautiful and she ties that with her job, and yet there was something she kept hidden that she only allowed you to see. Her vulnerability, no one saw the Black Widow really let go like you have.
You carried on kissing her, touching and being as close to her as possible. Natasha was a good lover, excellent, probably the best you’ve ever had. And no one knew your body the way she does, that’s for sure!
“Okay, sure, I’ll marry you if it means you always do that,” you say breathlessly laying above the sheets because of how hot you felt. “We’re gonna need another shower.”
Natasha chuckled and turned to face you, “I always get what I want.” She grinned happily, “Happy anniversary!”
“Happy Valentine’s Day,” you countered with a grin and kissing her softly.
(Hopefully, sometime soon I’ll be able to write actual Natasha smut, for now, it’s just gonna be implied because I am not *entirely* comfortable. When I do, I’ll come back and edit this with actual smut. Let me know what you thought. - Rosalee)