my face clean off your face

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I didn’t realize how misinformed I was about skincare until I started practicing a little witchcraft. I thought that apricot scrubs were good, oil was bad, and that cystic acne couldn’t be treated topically. Oh, was I wrong. About a year ago, I befriended a 30 year practicing witch who had about 14 years cosmetology experience at the time. Having just discovered Paganism myself, I constantly bugged her about both subjects. She taught me some basics and I’ve been using them ever since. They really work. And it’s a nice and easy introduction to spells if you’re looking to get into somethin’ spooky. 

First things first: Apricot scrubs are TERRIBLE. Any facial scrub that has granules you can see is going to put tiny cuts in your already irritated face and make your acne more susceptible to infection/irritation. She recommended using a mixture of coconut oil and baking soda to make a paste that will very very gently remove dead skin without causing redness. People with rosacea should avoid using any type of scrub, even though this one is very mild. Never exfoliate more than 2-3 times a week, and never ever do it two days in a row. When you’re done, make sure you put as much oil as you can in the trash can- rinsing it off in the sink will clog the drain over time. And remember- the thicker the paste, the more coarse the scrub will be. Scrub using gentle yet wide circular motions, timing yourself at about 60 seconds. 

Oil is not bad for your skin! Coconut oil has tiny molecules unlike other oils, so it can penetrate hair and skin better than other oils. Coconut oil is excellent at pulling your natural facial oils out of your pores without stripping moisture. After you use the scrub, use a warm, damp wash cloth to gently wipe away the oil and baking soda. You should always moisturize immediately after cleansing, but I’ve noticed that after using this cleanser my skin doesn’t ususally need it. Besides coconut oil, lavender oil, grapeseed oil, and sweet almond oil are also very good for acne prone skin. Tea tree oil can be diluted heavily and applied to spot treat, but do not use more than once a week in small quantities or it will make your skin itchy and red. Always always always moisturize before putting on makeup by the way!

As for the face masks! I have a face mask recipe that will reduce my pore size by like 80-90%. Seriously. If I used it once a week I’d have perfect skin, but I don’t, so even when my skin is at its worst, this mask still kicks ass. I don’t have exact measurements for everything (or anything really) so please be patient with yourself when making them. But that’s the beauty of this recipe- you can change it to fit your skin problems with a little research and a trip to the health food store. Side note: Do the mask right after you use the scrub. Otherwise it won’t work as well.

The base of the mask is this magical powder called kaolin clay. I buy it in bulk at the health food store and it’s cheap as hell. It’s just a mild clay that turns to putty then hardens in ten minutes. I probably use ¾ cup, maybe even a full cup for a mask. Just depends on how many liquids you want to include. Star out small and add as you go.

After putting a starter amount of clay into a small bowl, I set that aside and start on the liquids. I like to use tea instead of water. I make a teensy amount of hot water then pour it over green tea, rose petals, and calendula petals. Green tea is anti-inflammatory, rose balances pH, and calendula is great for skin. Try to buy organic so you’re not dousing yourself in pesticides. I set these aside to brew. The less water you use, the stronger the tincture, and the less time you need to wait. 

I only have a few essential oils, but if you do a little research, it is super easy to pick out some that are good for skin and are non-comodegenetic (won’t clog pores). I take my little bowl of clay and start adding a few drops of lavender oil, a few drops of grapeseed oil, a squirt of sweet almond, and two tiny drops of tea tree. Other options are ylang ylang (good for oily skin), chamomile (very soothing), and clary sage (for reverse aging and puffiness). I would say maybe 5 oils would be a good maximum, just because you need room for the tea. 

Add the tea by holding the flowers back with a spoon and pouring tiny little amounts into the clay and oil mixture, stirring frequently so that you don’t get it too thin. You want it the texture of Elmer’s glue. If a few petals get into the mask, that’s fine. Some people add loose green tea leaves to their masks straight up, so whatever’s clever. Then just smear the mask on, avoiding the eye area if you used tea tree oil, and leave it on for about 10 minutes. It will harden so if you want to drink anything you should use a straw, and the mask will flake a bit towards the end, so be aware of that. Once the ten minutes is up, just splash wet water on your face to turn it back to glue texture, then wash off with warm water. This may take a while. Then after you dry your face with a clean towel, check out your pores in the mirror! This is my favorite part because there are patches of my skin when I don’t have visible pores at all, and where I do, they are so much lighter and smaller. The essential oils must penetrate the blackheads or something, I have no idea, but it does what no Biore strips or Clean and Clear scrub have ever done before. 

Make sure you moisturize after ! I have really bad acne so I follow up with benzoyl peroxide (doctor’s orders) and a light drugstore moisturizer to keep my pores looking like this as long as possible. I recommend doing this mask once a week at least, but definitely no more that once every three days. And don’t pop pimples! Give these remedies some time and you will see a huge difference. 

One more thing: Rose water. I make my own, but it can be bought at $30 a bottle at Sephora. However, I don’t use mine that often because it’s non-organic, so unless you have the hookup on organic roses, you might want to steer clear. Basically all it is is rose tea. I get roses from my boyfriend frequently, so I hang them up to dry thoroughly and then collect the petals in a burlap bag. Once I have a grocery bag’s worth, I toss them in a pot to boil. There are lots of ways to do this online, but mine is very simple. Just bring petals to a soft boil, steep until it’s dark red, then let cool. I store mine in a massive mason jar in the refrigerator. I leave some petals in there to make it stronger, but you can strain them immediately if you like. Definitely strain them before using the water to make you life a little easier.

I use rose water as a toner between cleansing and moisturizing. It’s cool from refrigeration, which calms any puffiness, and it apparently balances pH. Another cool thing about it is it moistens your face right before you moisturize. Lotion doesn’t always add moisture to your skin, it often just retains what moisture you have. So if you moisturize damp skin, you’ll retain more moisture. Seems weird but it works.

The witchcraft comes in where you want it to. I like to put intention in the stirring; meaning I stir right if I want to embrace good vibes and positive outcomes, stir left if I have something negative on my mind that I want to banish. I think there is magic in the herbs and oils themselves so I don’t get too fancy or chant, but it is totally a thing for people to chant while making these kinds of elixirs. Tumblr is full of awesome little rituals! I just tend to keep it simple. 

So anyways this is basically everything I know about skincare, and it was all taught to me by a woman in her late thirties that looks like she’s 24. Kudos if you read this entire thing! Seacrest out.

like real people do p.2 | jungkook

summary: the feelings for your friends with benefits are changing. months pass, and you feel your gut telling you that you want more. you’re just not sure if he feels the same.

college student!reader, friends with benefits!jungkook

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this component is based off russ’s cherry hill

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Angel

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Mardi Gras shenanigans. It’s porn, plot is optional.

Word Count:1,976

Warnings: Language, Smoking, Dirty Talk, Oral (MR)

A/N: Are you ready for the longest blowjob in history… (I don’t own the gif)

“Did it hurt?” Sam approached you, a sly smirk on his lips. When you didn’t play along and simply shot him an unimpressed look, he snickered. “…when you fell from Heaven.”

Yeah, you were dressed as an angel.

Not your idea, though. As it turned out, Wanda was a big fan of Mardi Gras and begged until you all agreed to throw a costume party. Tuesday morning, she shoved a white dress into your arms and said you were an angel. You didn’t want to upset her, so you just rolled with it.

Sam laughed at his own joke before the smell of pancakes drew his attention away from you. You looked around the room and sighed, sipping your second glass of… whatever it was Natasha had given you. It was good, a bit fruity and bitter enough to match your mood.

Wanda, who was dressed as Violet from the Incredibles, was running around the living room, filling plates with pancakes. Loud music blasted through the speakers.

“Looking for someone?”

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Your Sugar Baby Over Night Bag : Tips and Tricks

Your SD has asked you to sleep over and to pack an over night bag. What do you bring? The last time I brought an overnight bag, I forgot a very simple item. A brush. lol So here’s some tips, tricks and items it’s always good to have in an overnight bag. 

1. Know his patterns. 

Hopefully by now that you’re sleeping over at his place you have an idea of his patters. Where he likes to go, how he likes to dress and the activities he likes to participate in. This is key to packing your wardrobe. For example, my SD is a socialite. He loves to go out to nice restaurants, preferably with live music so he can bring me to dance while everyone is watching. Aka, anywhere where he can find potential clients and be the limelight. 

2. Know his timing. 

Is your SD an early riser or does he like to lounge around with you in the morning? My SD is a get up and go kind of guy. So lingerie really isn’t an option. I do pack my makeup in a convenient that I can hang on a towel rack that was it’s easily accessible and everything is organized. Your SD wants to have fun, he’ll get frustrated if he has to sit and wait for you to dig through your bag to find things. Be clean and respectful.   

3. Pack light but efficiently. 

Just like my makeup bag. It’s clean, out of the way and on a towel rack. I pack my essentials. Get travel size containers to put shampoo and conditioner in or lotion. If you bring full bottles of thing your bag will be heavy and bulky. He’ll think you want to live with him, not just stay the night. lol 

Checklist :

Makeup: Again, my essentials.
-Foundation
-Primer
-Concealer
-Small eyeshadow pallet (ONE)
-Mascara
-Highlight and Contour pallet
-Eyelashes
-EYE LASH GLUE (Super embarrassing if you forget this) 
-Nude lipstick (one)
-Essential Brushes I keep to a minimum. 
-Chapstick
-Perfume - my SD loves smells


Toiletries :

-Tampons, even if you don’t need them, mother nature can be weird so just have them. 
-Baby wipes. It’s a really quick way to clean “down there” Without taking a shower.  Not to mention they can take your makeup off easily too. 
-Hair Brush. Yes, please don’t forget this. 
-Hair tie. Also a super important thing to have. How can you wash your face when your hair is in the way? Using a towel to wrap your dry hair in is not fun. (Been there) 
-Toner
-Face wash
-Lotion
-Toothbrush and toothpaste 
-Cotton pads
-Your own small face towel. Don’t wipe your mascara on his towel. lol 
-Deodorant 
-Contacts
-Contact solution
-Contact case 
-Bobi pins 

Clothes :

-A really nice dress - What if he doesn’t tell you where you’re going? I always have a dress and heels on hand.
-Dark wash jeans. There’s something aesthetically pleasing about dark wash jeans. You can dress them up, dress them down. 
-Nude heels. I usually bring nude that way i can wear them with my dress, jeans whatever and match no matter what. 
-A casual outfit that looks nice. I always bring a dress then a casual outfit for the next day just incase we go to breakfast. 
-COMFORTABLE lingerie. Is that even a thing? If you don’t sleep naked but don’t want to wear your regular Mickey Mouse Pjs, then get soft comfortable lingerie that isn’t uncomfortable to sleep in. Not to mention, if you do sleep naked but are casually hanging around the house, it’s fun to walk around in. 
-Extra underwear. 2 pairs. 
-Nude bra or sports bra
-Cute sandals 
That’s basically it! Hope it Helps. 
-Samantha N.B. 

Heavy-duty makeup removal routine and aftercare.

Babes, I’m generally a pretty simple person when it comes to makeup. A soft Smokey eye, natural brows, some concealer, I even skip foundation 99% of the time (no I was not blessed with flawless skin, I struggled, I put effort and I got results people…). What can I say? The I-woke-up-flawless look is my jam…

Anyways as I said before that’s me 99% of the time. Here and there though come some times (Halloween for instance…) that I l tend to go a bit overboard with that face… yup, I end up wiping glitter off of the most interesting places (jk)

Here’s how I remove the most stubborn, baked to the gods, bedazzled, plastic-plastered, waterproof makeup:

Step 1: Remove everything you can. Lashes, beads, rhinestones… Pick them one by one out of your face.

Step 2: Take off the thick layer. I use makeup wipes to remove my base and michellar water for the eyes, lips and any other place with stubborn makeup. If you have glitter on use a pad drenched in michellar water, let the area soak and soften and gently remove it.

Step 3: Oil up. I use an oil or balm to thoroughly clean my face. My favorite is the darphin aromatic cleansing balm with rosewood but any oil will work (for acne prone skin use hemp or grapeseed oils). In circular motions work the product into your skin until everything starts melting off (be extra gentle with your eye area!).

Step 4: Cleanse. Use a soap-free, pH balanced face wash to remove any oil and makeup residue. During this step I like to incorporate my Clarisonic brush to help really deep clean my face. My face wash of choice is the 100% pure rosewater sensitive skin cleansing foam.

Step 5: Tone. Either spray on some mineral water of an herbal toner, nothing harsh though. The goal is to balance your ph level and sooth the skin. If you use a cotton ball/pad to apply your toner you shouldn’t notice any residue on the cotton, after the process your skin should be 100% clean. If you do find that it’s not, go back with a gentle makeup removing milk.

Step 6: Purify. This is completely optional but if you’ve been wearing all that makeup for a few hours (or much more…) you might want to use a nice clay mask to deep clean your pores. Glamglow supermud, lush dark angels and a simple bentonite clay, water and apple cider vinegar mix are amongst my top choices.

Step 7: nourish & hydrate. I’d skip any treatments and harsh products like chemical exfoliators, retinols, etc… instead I like to increase the moisture. I will pack on a hydrating mask, top it off with a face oil and seal everything in with my heaviest moisturizer.

!! Be extra gentle with your skin throughout the whole process! If your skin becomes irritate or develops some raw spots make sure you keep your hands away and let everything heal. !!

Let’s Be 17

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“Shawn! I’m here!” You call walking into your own apartment. 

He’s been hiding here. Needed a break from the studio and wanted to spend his time off with you. 

“Kitchen.” He calls back. You walk into your kitchen, taking in a whiff of what he’s cooking. “Hey Beautiful.” He says turning and looking at you.

“Hey.” You say setting your purse and keys on the counter next to the mail he checked for you. “Did you check my mail?”

“Yeah, also went grocery shopping.” 

“Wow thank you.” You say looking over at him. 

Wait, did he call you beautiful?

You and Shawn have been best friends for years, since high school. Everyone has always that you two were more than friends, but it’s never gotten to that point. 

Although you want it to be something more, you just never say anything because he never looks at you that way, but maybe he is. 

“Dinner?” He asks starting to dish up your plate.

“Thank you.” You say as he hands the plate to you. He follows as you take a seat at the table. “What do you want to drink?” 

“Water’s fine.”

“Okay.” You say getting up and grabbing him a water bottle. “Shawn.” You say making him look at you. You toss the bottle and he catches it. 

“Nice throw.” He grins at you. 

You open the fridge and gasp as you see the fridge stocked full of all of your favorites. You then quickly look through the cabinets, jammed pack full off the snacks you could think of.

“Shawn.” You say standing in the middle of the kitchen, with all the cabinet doors open. 

“Hmm?” He says looking over at you, mouth full of food.

“I didn’t have enough in my grocery fund for this. How did you get all of this?”

“I paid.” He shrugs. 

“No, I’ll pay you back.” You say starting to go to your purse, praying you have cash in your wallet.

“Don’t worry about it, let’s be honest I’m gonna eat it all while I’m here anyway.” He says getting up and making you go sit at the table. 

“I don’t know, I don’t think I’ve ever seen so much food in my cabinets before.” 

“Okay then we can eat it together.” He chuckles as you take a bite of the steak he has made.

“Holy shit Shawn.” You say with a mouthful. 

“What?” He says looking up concerned.

“This is delicious.” You say taking another bite.

“Christ, Y/n you scared me. I thought it was terrible or something.”

“No, this is amazing.” 

You go back for seconds, and he smiles as you eat faster than him.

“You good?” He asks as you take the last bite.

“So much better.” You giggle.

“Glad to know I’m a good cook.”

“The best.” You smile at him. 

“Thanks.”

“What do you want to do tonight?”

“Do you remember when we were kids and we would have an annual movie night?”

“Every Friday.” You nod at him.

“Can we do that? Watch all the old movies we used to watch, eat all the popcorn we can, have root beer floats?” 

“That sounds so fun.” You say sitting up straighter.

“I know, I just want to be 17 years olds again.” 

“Then let’s do it. Tonight, we’re 17.” 

*

You’ve changed into old pajama’s, finding one of Shawn’s old hockey shirts. You put it on, amazed that it still fits. 

You meet him in the living room where he is putting blankets and pillows all over the ground, moving the coffee table off to the side. 

“Hey.” You say noticing how good he looks in his grey sweats. 

“Oh my god, where did you find that.”

“In my old box from high school, we’re 17 right?”

“Right.” He grins. “You know I liked seeing you wearing that while we were in high school, and I love seeing you wearing that now.” 

“Love?” You quirk a brow, smirking at him. 

“Yeah.” He nods as you both sit on the on ocean of blankets he’s created.

“What are we watching first?” You say looking at the stack of old movies he got out. For once, not using Netflix.

“We always watched ‘Mean Girls’ first.” He says opening the movie case and sticking it into his laptop. 

“Oh my god, I haven’t watched this in years.”

“See this was a good idea.” He says laying back on all the pillows. You sit there and look around, wondering where you’re supposed to lay. “Lay down.” He says pulling your arm. You land on his chest and he wraps an arm around you. You don’t even think about it, you just cuddle further into him and inhale his calming scent. 

The first movie ends and you both decide it’s time for root beer floats.

“I forgot how relaxing it was the be 17.” You say as he opens the freezer to grab the ice cream. 

“I’m glad we did this, this right here is what I miss most when I’m on tour.”

“What? Root Beer Floats?” You giggle as you pour the soda into the the cups he’s scooped ice cream into. 

“Ha.” He says taking a bit of ice cream and swiping it on your nose. You scrunch your face and he laughs at you. “No, I miss this. I miss you.”

“You miss me?” You tease further.

“Shh, you know I miss you and I know you miss me.” He says grabbing a napkin and cleaning off the ice cream from your face. 

“But it’s worth it right?” You say, wondering if this night has a secret meaning to it.

“Yeah, but there are days that I wonder if I made the right choice. You know, giving up my high school career, my teenage years for this. It just feels like I can’t be where I feel I need to be.” 

“But Shawn you are so amazing, you do so much in for your job. It was so worth it, high school sucked. I would have much rather have been traveling the world with you.” 

“I wish you were there too.” He says playing with the spoon in his cup. 

“This is getting very serious Mendes, do I need to be worried?”

He laughs and looks up at you, that twinkle in his eye back.

“You don’t call me by my last name anymore.” He says, making you look at him. 

“I feel like that’s all people like about you. That your Shawn Mendes, so I stopped calling you Mendes because that’s the popular part. I want Shawn, I know Shawn.”

“You have Shawn.” He nods, his hand slips across the counter and takes yours. You look at his hand and how it holds yours. 

“Shawn?” You say looking up. 

“I just want to be 17 again.” He whispers.

“Why?” You ask, wanting to get to the root of where this is coming from.

“That way I can go back and fix the mistakes I made.”

“What mistakes?” You say squeezing his hand. He looks at your hands and then back at your eyes. 

“Not getting you.”

“You have me Shawn.”

“Not the way I want you.” 

“What does that mean?” You say standing up and running your fingers through your hair, hand letting go of his.

“Y/n.” He says standing in front of you. “Can I do something?”

“Yeah?” 

He leans in and kisses you. It’s good, it’s a good soft kiss. His hands hold your face, and yours hold his torso. You clutch his shirt and kiss back. 

You revel in the fact that this is finally happening. You’ve been wanting this to happen for so long and it beats all the dreams you had about this happening. 

He pulls away and you both stand there in shock for a second. He stares into your eyes, his darting back and forth between yours trying to read what you are feeling in that situation. 

“Y/n?” He asks, a little scared of what you have to say. 

“Yeah?” You say, swallowing.

“How was that?” He says looking down, trying to hide the fact that he can’t take it if you were to say it was not okay. 

You dip your head and kiss him again. He’s shocked but kisses back, deeper than before. You lean up to reach him easier, and this time you tug at his curls. He bends a little and holds your hips so he can hoist you up onto the counter. 

“Wait Shawn.” You say pulling away breathless.

“Hmm?” He says. 

“I don’t want to go to fast.”

“Me either.” 

“So we take it slow.” You nod at him.

“Does that mean I can still kiss you? Because that’s the best kiss I’ve ever had.” 

You blush at his words and shake your head while looking down. 

“Yeah we can still kiss.”

“Good because I don’t think I’m gonna be able to stop kissing you.” 

“Shh.” You blush, pushing his face away. He grins, proud that he can make you blush. He leans in again and kisses you, pulling you close. 

This time you take a step further, forgetting what you had just said about going slow. You run your tongue across his bottom lip and he opens his mouth and your tongues fight for dominance. 

When you pull away for air he smiles really wide.

“Okay, that was the best kiss I’ve ever had.” He says making you giggle, hiding yourself in his chest.

“Okay Casanova, what movie are we watching next.”

“Can we still be 17?” He asks looking over at the blankets.

“Yeah why?”

“Good, because 17 year old Shawn would totally make out with you while we watch the next movie.” 

You giggle and blush an even deeper shade of pink as he smirks at you. 

“Well then what movies are we making out to?”

bts reaction: stealing a shirt/your shirt gets ruined

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jin: the venue had started to empty out and staff began to put the merch away. you quickly walked by the booths in hope of snatching a shirt and continue walking without being noticed. you had wanted a shirt so badly, but unfortunately you could not afford one. your hand clutched onto one of the shirts laid out on the table while keeping your head down and you quickly swiped your hand back, but not before a hand gripped your wrist. “hey!” a strong voice said from behind you. when you turned around you came face to face with jin and you felt your chest constrict and your cheeks redden. “oh my gosh I-I uh i’m so-sorry!” the hand holding the shirt loosened and fell to the ground. jin smiled at your embarrassed expression before picking up the shirt and pulling out a sharpie, “hey it’s alright, here,” jin signed the sleeve of the shirt with a sharpie before handing it back to you, “it’s on me.” tears came to your eyes as you clutched the shirt in your hands. “thank yo-u so much,” you choked out. jin smiled giving you a hug before waving you off saying he had to go. upon leaving the venue you looked at the shirt ‘beauty is still evident even in the less fortunate. take care sweetheart, jin xx’

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yoongi: you spotted a stray shirt lying on the floor outside one of the bathrooms and you quickly walked towards it to pick it up ‘better than nothing’ you thought as you grabbed the shirt from the floor at the same time as someone else. you were about to yell but you looked up and made eye contact with suga, only a couple centimeters away from your face. a screech left your mouth and you flew backwards, letting go of the shirt. “i’m so s-sorry!.” you bowed your head in embarrassment. after a few seconds you looked up to see suga walking towards you, shirt in hand. that was when you noticed that he was shirtless. ‘shit’ you thought, that must have been his shirt. you could feel his breath as he stood in front of you “you can have it,” he said with a smirk on his face, sweat still dripping from his forehead from the show. “take it as a gift” he winked before walking back around the corner. you looked down at the shirt in your hand ‘holy shit.’

Originally posted by yoongles

hoseok: you stood in line for the merch for what seemed like hours before making it to the front. of course, being the last person in line, the merch was gone by the time you had made it to the front of the line. tears collected in your eyes as you nodded at the staff and began to walk away. you sat outside the front doors and sobbed into your hands ‘fucking stupid why did i wait so long’ a loud laugh whisked you out of your depressed state as a group of boys walked through the venue doors about a half hour later after the streets had cleared. “guys wait,” a voice said and you looked up and a gasp left your throat, “what’s wrong jagi?” hoseok crouched in front of you grabbing one of your hands. “u-um,” you stuttered not knowing what to say. “hey deep breaths jagi it’s alright,” hoseok smiled at you rubbing the back of your hand. “it’s stupid,” you said and hoseok shook his head, “nothing that makes you cry is stupid.” “i just- i don’t know- i came all the way here and i just really wanted a shirt to remember this amazing concert and they were gone and i was just upset,” ‘wow you sound really whiny’  you thought to yourself. hoseok stood up jogged back inside the venue and came back out about 2 minutes later with a shirt in his hand, “here sweetheart.” he smiled and winked, “glad you enjoyed the show.”

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namjoon: after waiting in line for what seemed like hours you finally bought your bts shirt. you clutched it to your body and made it back to your seat, setting it down. after the concert was over you and the girl next to you turned around to grab your merch and got ready to leave, but you noticed your shirt was missing. it was in the hand of the girl who was sitting next to you. “hey that’s my shirt,” you said pointing to the shirt in her hand. the girl rolled her eyes, “no it isn’t,” and tried to walk away. you reached out to grab the shirt but she pushed you back before you could grab it and walked away. there was no point in chasing her as you knew you weren’t going to be able to get that shirt back. you pulled yourself off and brushed off your thighs before sulking out of the venue. “hey jagi!” a voice said from your right and you turned to see namjoon standing on the edge of the stage, “come here.” you gulped and walked closer, eyes wide. “i saw what happened and that was unacceptable, here,” namjoon reached out towards you with a black bundle in his hand, it was a tshirt. “you di-didn’t have to do that,” you said eyes wide as you started at namjoon. namjoon shook his head “no, i don’t condone violence in any way and i’m sorry you were pushed, take it, i signed it for you,” he smiled as you grabbed the shirt, allowing his dimples to show. “take care jagi.”

Originally posted by yoonseok

jimin: after the amazing concert you started to walk out of the venue with a huge smile on your face, that was the best experience you have ever had. almost at the doors of the venue, you felt someone bump into you and a cold substance fall down your torso. the girl who had hit you snickered before walking away with her group of friends. tears gathered in your eyes as you stood embarrassingly trying to clean up the slushie as everyone left the venue. after about 20 minutes the floor was cleaned with copious amounts of paper towel but your shirt was completely ruined and sticky. a hand grabbed the paper towel that was sitting next to you and pulled off a piece. you looked up and jimin was standing there with a frown on his face, “i’m sorry that happened to you jagi,” he said as he gently started to wipe away the slushie that had gotten on your face and neck. you blushed furiously as you realized what was happening ‘oh my god oh my god jimin is touching me.’ “it’s alright,” you shyly responded while standing up from your spot on the ground. after all the slushie was wiped off your face, jimin took a step back before pulling his own shirt over his head. “jimin wha-,” you started to ask as your blush spread down your neck. “here take my shirt, i have plenty more jagi,” he said handing it over to you. “thank you so much jimin.” you looked down at the ground. “hey,” you heard him say and you looked up, “you’re beautiful, have a safe trip home.”

Originally posted by nnochu

taehyung: in the middle of one of bts’ songs you felt the girl next to you step closer and closer. you just figured she was trying to see better so you didn’t say anything about it. taehyung had been constantly going to standing in front of you as you were right up against the barrier. at the end of the song, tae kept looking towards you, but for some reason his brow was furrowed. ‘is he upset?’ you asked yourself, a frown setting on your face. “hey!” taehyung suddenly said as he quickly walked to the edge of the stage right in front of you, “put her bag down!” your eyes widened and you looked behind you to see the girl, who was standing next to you, in the middle of stealing a shirt from your bag. “security get her out of here, we don’t condone that type of behavior,” tae said in his deep voice making a shudder go down your spine. “come here sweetheart,” tae said reaching a hand out to you. you stepped closer and tentatively grasped his hand, “i’m so sorry about her, here.” one of the many bts shirts that had been thrown at them was in his hand, “take it.” you grasped the shirt before he winked at you and walked back on stage to join the boys. ‘what the fuck.’

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

jungkook: “that’ll be 65 dollars please,” the merch staff said looking at me expectantly. i counted my money quickly and realized that i was 5 dollars short, “um,” i stuttered looking up at the staff. he rolled his eyes at me and said, “get out of line,” before grabbing the merch from my hands and scoffing. you embarrassingly walked out of line as a few girls behind you snickered and took your place at the front of the line. i walked towards the back of the venue behind the merch stand and waited for the venue to clear out before you left. “pst,” a voice said from behind you and you turned to see jungkook peeking out from a curtain next to an unmarked room, “come here,” he whispered. you slowly walked behind the curtain to see jungkook standing there with a towel around his neck drenched in sweat. “i saw that you wanted a shirt but you couldn’t get one,” he said, “and we have plenty of extras so here jagi.” he handed you a shirt with a wink. “you really didn’t have to do that,” you shakily said while taking the shirt from his hand. “now go back out there and enjoy your night beautiful,” he winked before walking through a doorway. 

Originally posted by sugutie

Aight, so this is MY complete skin care routine. Y’ALL 👏🏾 DO 👏🏾 NOT 👏🏾HAVE 👏🏾TO 👏🏾USE👏🏾 THIS! So do NOT come for me and the stuff I USE FOR ME. ON god. Don’t do it. You will be BLOCKT.

For those of you who sweetly inquired - this is for you babes as well as the homie @diamond-heiress . My mom is an esthetician and she has given me the A-Okay to do what I do and my skin is as close to perfect as I can possibly get it.

Originally posted by candyfornia

Alrighty, so here it goes: 

I wash my face, neck, and chest using Boscia Black detoxifying cleanser, once with my hands, then a second time with a Konjac sponge (this is MUCH less abrasive then most facial scrubbers but incredibly effective). 


Rinse with warmer water (not hot but not luke warm either) I make sure my pores are fully open. 


I get my Salux towel and lather it up with my oatmeal soap and scrub THE shit out of my body, thoroughly cleaning everywhere. This is how I achieve RADIANT even skin with no ingrown hairs.  The Salux towel is excellent for those with keratosis of the arms - much like me.


***controversial product alert***

I may or may not use Apricot scrub. But note that I said that I may use it. I am not recommending it nor endorsing it. So stay in ya lane.



I then get my pumice stone and scrub my feet - I detest cracked feet. Those are amongst the first things to go when getting up in age, so please take care of your feet. You don’t have to go get them done every two weeks like I do (that’s really my own vanity kicking in) but take care of them while you have em.


I use a bath oil all over my skin before I get out of the shower 


I do not towel dry off (I am a fan of air drying lmao) - mom says dragging a harsh towel over your skin promotes wrinkles prematurely. Plus, the extra moisture is pretty helpful in conjunction with this Shea butter mixture I make, detailed below.


Next, I get a cotton pad and put my rosewater Thayer’s witch hazel on it and do a pass over my face and neck just to make sure everything is thoroughly clean and to restore the balance to my face. 


Next I do either a sheet mask (3 days out of the week) OR a “heavy duty” mask such as: peel off cucumber mask (1-2 a week),  Aztec clay mask (1-2 a week), collagen mask (2 a week), peel off charcoal mask (varies because that shit hurts mayne, it’s hard enough out here for a pimp y’eard

Sheet masks are gentle enough to do every day but I reserve 3 days a week those and 1-2 of the remaining days of said week I will go for any of the other more “heavy duty” options. I DO NOT do the heavy duty masks every day, I limit it to maximum 2 days a week because I don’t want to run the risk of my skin thinning.


***CoNtROveRsIAl ProDUct ALeRt***

I use coconut oil.


Anyway, after applying the mask, while my body is still damp (I may derma roll, I may not) I smooth a Shea butter mixture over it. This mixture is comprised of: Raw African Shea butter, pure rose hip oil (my holy grail), Vitamin e oil, *********coconut oil*********, and Bio Oil. 


Then I go and let both my body dry and let the mask do its thing. 


Once sufficiently dry I remove the mask. (I do not let the Aztec clay mask get desert dry, I let it sit until I feel it tighten up and then I re-dampen it, wet a towel with hot water, then scrub it off because I need to get whatever it brought to the surface, off.)


If this routine is done in the morning, I put Hyaluronic acid serum on my face (it does NOT make my face peel - that’s not what it’s for) prior to my makeup, if done the routine in the evening, I use vitamin C oil.


If I have a breakout, which is next to never, I will apply a retinol from my mom’s spa - This DOES make my face peel, or in my case, dry out the breakout and remove the first layer of skin so that the breakout does not cause a dark spot. 


I then apply 4 drops of Rose hip oil to my face and neck. Rose hip oil mixed with water is my face primer. Rose hip oil has got the sauce.


In short, I’m an oily bitch by the end of it. But oily people stay preserved ya dig?


I use Medex on my lips. 99 cents at ya local Walgreens - EOS could never. 




Me makeup-less: 

Tragic ass eyebrows doin me mad dirty. 



Other things I do to maintain my devilish good looks:


Whiten my teeth with Walgreen teeth whitening strip trays. $15 magic. 

Wax/pluck my brows

Get my bi-weekly mani-pedi

workout daily

Eat clean


I’m a psychopath - I know.


Originally posted by artsy-blog-aesthetic



MOVING ON





My weak ass annoyingly simple makeup routine: 


I spray my face with rose hip oil and water mixture (shake that shit up first)


Fill in brows with black eyeshadow (you heard me right - and you could NEVER clock me on it)


Do simple brownish eyeshadow with brow bone highlight using LA Pro girl eyeshadow quad in Harmonize


EYELINER AND LASHES SAVED MY LIFE !!!


Spot conceal with LA Pro girl concealer in toast


If I’m being extra, contour in Dark cocoa but since I don’t get out much, I set my face with LA Girl pressed powder in Toffee and keep it moving. 


Contour with random chocolate colored powder.


Bronze in dark deep by Mac or Glow by Milani.  


I don’t highlight, shit doesn’t look right on me. 


Put on Medex lip balm, line lips in coffee bean by Jordana, and gloss that shit with dollar store clear gloss like it’s 2002.


Me in my bum ass Makeup:

And before y’all come for my filter game - here is one sans filter:

Ya fav could NEVERRRRR and you will deal

Originally posted by yourreactiongifs





And I REITERATE - THIS IS MY ROUTINE. I am not recommending NOR SUGGESTING that you use it. IF you do - that’s ya own deal homie. ION WANNA HEAR NO COMPLAINING.

Imagine standing in the bathroom with Woozi and talking about your day while you help take his makeup off after a whole day of performances.

Theatre

A girlfriend of mine wanted to go to see a performance of a broadway show with her husband and asked
If my hubby and I would like to go as well. We bought tickets and booked a hotel room but a few days before the show my husbands work had something come up that made it so he had to cancel. I told him we could cancel but he insisted I still go. My friend suggested I cancel our hotel room and just share a room with her and her husband. She said I could share the bed with her and her husband could sleep on the couch so I said why not. I was sad my hubby wasn’t going to be joining us but looked forward to seeing the show. The night came and we headed to the city checked into our hotel where we dressed up nice for the show then we went to dinner and had some great food and a few glasses of wine before we made our way to the theatre. The show was fantastic. After we hit a small martini bar for some cocktails. My friend was getting pretty touchy feely with me and kept saying it was too bad my hubby didn’t come but she was glad I was there. She kept commenting on how hot she thought I looked and even said her hubby thought so too. He agreed and it made me feel pretty good. Well she kept flirting with me and kept saying things like “ I bet if I wasn’t here my hubby would so totally try to fuck you you’re so hot.” Her husband said “ I’d rather fuck her with you it would be more fun.” Again they both then said too bad your husband didn’t come. At one point I said I had to go pee so my friend and I went to the restroom I grabbed her and started to make out with her once inside. She responded by pressing her body against mine and shoving her tongue in my mouth. We made out for a few minutes before she said “I’ve been wanting to do that for so long. I bet my husband would have loved to see us do that.” I told her maybe we could let him watch next time. She smiled and agreed. We went back out to the table to join him and she teased him by telling him he missed out on our little make out session. He looked both excited and sad. We had a few more drinks flirted some more then decided to head back to the hotel. Once back at the room my gf came over to me pressed her body against mine and started to make out with me. Her husband was more than happy at what he was seeing. It wasn’t long before she went back over to him and started to kiss him. When they stopped making out there was an awkward silence and feel to the room. I walked over to her husband put my hand on his cock and started to kiss him. I could feel his cock getting bigger and bigger in his pants as I continued to jerk him off and suck on his face. My gf came over to us and started to play with my tits. Then she said how much she wanted to taste me and watch her husband fuck me. I told them if they never told my husband then that was exactly what was going to happen that night. I suggested they get started as I wanted to go talk to my husband real quick and say good night. I went to the bathroom and called him to tell him how the show was and that we were about to head to bed. When I came out of the bathroom my gf was getting fucked good by her husband so I quickly snapped of a fun little selfie of me with them fucking in the background before I made my way over to the bed. I started to make out with my gf while her husband fucked her nice shaved pussy. It was so hot. My gf told me to take off my dress so I did then she told me to lay down so she could eat my pussy while her husband fucked her. Her tongue felt so good as she licked and sucked my aching clit and pussy. Every time her husband pounded into her I felt her face push into me deeper. Soon I felt her husband crawl up on the bed and he took over licking my soaking snatch. She took that as an opportunity to sit on my face and I put my pussy eating skills to work. Her married bald pussy tasted great and her husband was doing a fantastic job of eating my married cheating cunt. I was in heaven. I had my first of many orgasms of the night like that. After my orgasm subsided I told my gf’s hubby to fuck the hell out of me like a cheap slut while I eat his wife’s pussy. I got on all fours and he got behind me. My gf laid down on the bed and spread her legs, as I buried my face in her beautiful snatch her husband mounted me. I heard my friend tell her hubby to fuck me hard and make me cum on his big cock. That’s just what he did. His cock was pounding me hard and deep and he was spanking my ass and telling me how tight my pussy was and how he felt bad fucking fucking his friends wife but also felt really fucking good. I told him I loved his hard cock in my married cunt and he was going to make me cum again.
I came hard and loud. After taking a good pounding for 20 more minutes I came again. The man was a beast. My gf had also came a few times from the combination of my tongue, fingers and from the thrill she got watching her husband fuck the hell out of my married cheating cunt. Around that time her husband told us he wanted to cover us both in cum so we both dropped to our knees beside the bed and he stood over us but before he could stroke his impressive cock to a very hot sticky finish my gf said she wanted to taste my pussy juice on his cock so she took him in her mouth. After she had cleaned most of my juices off him she held his shaft and looked at me as if to say your turn. I took him in my mouth and sucked his throbbing tool while looking my gf in the eyes it was one of the hottest things I have ever experienced. It didn’t take long for him to let out a massive moan as he grabbed his cock and started to shoot his hot load all over my face then aiming it at his wife he continued to cover her pretty little face in his baby batter. After he was done we again took turns cleaning his cock with our mouths before we turned to each other for a sloppy cum covered kiss. We all ended up sleeping naked in the same bed and in the morning we all fucked one more time. Just missionary position him and her first while I held her hand then him and I while she held mine and told me how she loved watching her husband fuck me. I told them if my hubby doesn’t ever find out I would be more than happy to join them for some fun again. After that we all took turns showering then got dressed and headed home.

Jealousy

*Daveed Diggs x reader
*Word count: 1206

Summary: You and the rest of the original cast are hanging out at Daveed’s apartment for a little cast party when somehow, Oak gets the dumbest idea to play seven minutes in heaven, and now you’re stuck in a closet with Groff and Daveed doesn’t like that very much and basically iT GETS WILD K

A/N: Okay, so I’m ALMOST finished with part two of Broadway, but of course, I ended up getting writers block right in the middle of writing it and now I can’t seem to think of any good ideas for it and then this fic happened. Requests are open and I’ll try to get Broadway out sometime this week! Love you guys :)

Warnings: Um the usual ,,, cursing and love confessions whooP

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Originally posted by wegotitmadeintheshade


“I can’t believe we’re doing this.” You mutter as you take off your most precious possession, a diamond necklace your mother had given to you when you were younger, and put it into the beanie that Oak was holding out to you with a smug expression.

“Relax, Y/n/n,” Groff teases as he puts his watch into the beanie, using your childhood nickname that you despised. “Yeah,” Daveed snickered, sitting on the other side of you. “It’ll be fun.” You scoffed, blowing your hair out of your eyes as you turned to face Daveed and Groff with an incredulous expression. “Yeah, for you guys.” You huffed, crossing your arms and trying to ignore the blush that decided to make an appearance on your features when Daveed slung an arm across your shoulders.

Of course, that blush didn’t go unnoticed to Pippa and Lin, who simply looked at each other and smirked, before turning away and facing you two again.

Eventually, everyone had put an item into the basket and now Jazzy was drawing an item from the beanie, and when she finally pulled it out, everyone groaned when she pulled out Anthony’s bracelet, “no fun,” Renee complained, shaking her head before laughing a bit at the irony of Jasmine pulling out her boyfriend’s item.

“Whatever, let’s go,” Anthony laughed, leading Jasmine to the closet. “Don’t be too loud, you two! We’re still here!” Lin whooped, snickering a bit when you leaned across to smack him gently on the shoulder.

Seven minutes later, both Jasmine and Anthony walked out, Anthony with a smug expression and Jasmine with her cheeks tinted pink and disheveled hair. Oak whistled, winking playfully at the two.

“Alright, Groffsauce, it’s your turn.” Oak called out, handing the beanie to Groff so he could draw something from the beanie. He then pulled out your necklace, which made him immediately stand up and bow in your direction, using his fake British accent he used every night, “M’lady,” he teased, holding out his hand for you to take.

Of course, you didn’t notice Daveed tensing up when you took his hand and allowed him to lead you to the closet. “Don’t go crazy!” Anthony laughed, high fiving Lin and Oak, whereas Daveed just crossed his arms and muttered bitter words under his breath, which made everyone turn their attention to him and laugh.

“What? You don’t like it that your girlfriend is in the closet with Groff right now?” Lin cooed teasingly, pinching Daveed’s cheeks which made him groan and slap Lin’s hands away. “Shut up, she’s not my girlfriend,” he pouted, and it was obvious that he was upset.

“This is a stupid game anyway.” Daveed muttered, running a hand through his wild hair. “Chill out, D.” Renee rolled her eyes, “you’re acting like a child. You know they don’t like each other romantically and nothing’s gonna happen.” Daveed sighed, he knew it was true, but there was still this lingering feeling in him that wouldn’t go away.

After the seven minutes were up, you and Groff walked out, Groff sporting lipstick on his cheeks and forehead, which made everyone whistle playfully. “I’m never cleaning my face again, my love.” Groff sighed playfully, pretending to swoon as he took your hand and batted his eyes. You both sat down and you cupped his face, “I’ll love you forever, my dear.” You pretended, trying not to crack.

Daveed couldn’t take that and immediately stood up, muttering something about grabbing a drink and storming off, his fists clenched.

You frowned, removing your hand from Groff’s and looking at everyone, “what happened?” You wandered, making everyone shrug, yet you knew that from the expressions they all had, they knew. But you didn’t push and only sighed, getting up to go find the man and ask him what was wrong.

You found him, pouring some vodka into a shot glass and chugging it immediately, slamming the small glass cup onto the marble counter. “D?” You wandered, moving towards him and gently placing your hand  on his bicep, frowning up at him. “What’s wrong?”

He shook his head, rolling his eyes and muttered something, though you couldn’t understand.

This went on for a few more minutes before you got annoyed, pulling away from Daveed and glaring him. “Daveed, look at me right now.” He groaned, setting the glass he was ready to drink down and looked at you with a stone cold expression.

“What’s up with you? You were fine before me and Groff went into the closet.” You ranted slightly, “and now- now you’re acting like a child! And I don’t know how to help you!” You threw your hands in the air to make it a bit more dramatic, narrowing your eyes at him.

“God, it’s nothing, Y/n. Just leave it alone.” He growled, shaking his head.

“But it is something.” You argued back, stepping a bit closer to him which made him narrow his eyes as he took a shaky breath.

“Fine, you really want to know?” He cracked, making you nod your head. “I-I, I love you,” he laughed, no humor lacing his voice as he spoke. “This is so cheesy and stupid but when I saw Groff pull your stupid necklace out of that stupid beanie, it was the worst feeling in the world.” He continued. “And I know you would never date him and he doesn’t like you romantically but it’s still an awful feeling-”

“Daveed, shut up.”

He stopped, looking down at you with a hurt expression when you pulled his face down to meet yours, pressing your lips to his.

It took a few moments for him to reciprocate but he finally did, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you up onto the counter, kissing you as if he stopped, you’d be gone.

You both eventually, and reluctantly, pulled away to catch your breath, smiling breathlessly at each other.


When you both went back, hand in hand, you were greeted with this scene~

“Who the hell put a deck of cards in the beanie?” Oak groaned, frowning at the deck in his hands which made Lin sheepishly raise his hand.

“What? Did you seriously think we would make out? Nuh uh. We’re gonna play Go Fish for the next seven minutes.”

“Why do you even carry a deck of cards with you?”

“You never know when you’ll need them.”

“You’re so weird.”

“I know.”

Swing That Bat

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x Reader

Part 1

Summary: You arrived at the Byer’s only to see a demo-dog headed that way. You run, knowing that your little brother Dustin was in trouble. Billy follows and helps fight them off but he can’t help but be completed in awe with your awesomeness.

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You ran into the house, ignoring the rifle pointed at you. You pushed past and saw Dustin pacing with the others. You were fuming. You would’ve yelled at him if there weren’t a bigger problem. Suddenly the door popped open and Billy ran in.


“What the actual fuck woman? First off your going to explain to me what the hell is going on then we are grabbing the kids and going.” He said, glaring. You grabbed the aluminum bat with barbed wire on it. Last year you saw Steve’s bat with nails on it and how awesome the kids thought it was but you were given more attention when you brought out that bat. It was an aluminum bat with barbed wire stuck to it.

“Shut the fuck up Billy we don’t have time!” You said. Hopper came forward and grabbed your wrist.

“What the hell do you mean?” He asked. You threw his hand off and gripped the bat.

“Y/N?! What the fuck are you doing here it’s dangerous!” Dustin yelped, finally noticing the racket going down in the den.


“I know it is dangerous asshat that’s why I’m here. We saw a mini Demogorgon headed here.” You said. Before anyone could react the growling and chittering came back. Everyone went silent and tried to pinpoint where it was coming from. Much to your surprise Billy dropped into a defensive position next to you. The window crashed open and it jumped towards you. With all your might you swung. The bat crashed against it’s head and it splattered on the wall with a gush. Billy looked at you and his eyes traveled down your body. How did he find a woman who wasn’t just a rock enthusiast, but a bad ass hero?He watched you look at the bat with vigor before taking the bat back into your grip. That’s when the growling came from every direction. A smaller one came for Billy and he gave it a swift kick through the window. Hot. Hopper was shooting some of them off and Joyce was holding up a kitchen knife. Steve stood in front of the kids with his bat swinging at any demo-dog that came near. After a bout of gooey bloody chaos the room fell silent. Slimy masses of dead demo-dogs sat around you. Everyone sighed but still kept their guard up. You heard the kids muttering ‘badass’ and 'awesome’ and you couldn’t help but stand taller and smile. Billy came over and you saw his red face.

“Y/N, which by the way that’s a beautiful name for a beautiful girl, anyways…um how do I say this? You make me feel different? Like every time I look at you my chest expands and I feel like a bunch of puppies are running around in my stomach and I just can’t help but think I’m in love and I’m not looking for sex though I doubt you’re bad at it you’re probably amazing-” You cut off his rambling by placing your lips on his and grabbing his face. He eased into the kiss and cupped your face. Your hands tangled in his hair and he put an arm around your waist. You pulled back and smiled.

“Shut up you gorgeous asshole. By the way you aren’t getting with this until you clean your act up.” You quipped, swinging your bat flirtatiously. He stood up straight and saluted, causing you to giggle.


Dustin’s POV

“Dude. I can feel the sexual tension coursing through my veins.” Lucas said, pointing at Y/N. Hell no. Max growled.

“Hey quit that. My step-brother isn’t into Y/N. Or at least that’s what I think. He would be smirking and unbuttoning his flannel by now.” Max said, causing Lucas to quiet down. But she gasped and pointed. Billy was fumbling with his fingers and his face was red.

“I can’t believe it. Billy is blushing? He never does that. And what’s with his hands? I have never seen oh!” She stopped and looked. Dustin gasped as he looked at his sister swap spit with Billy. He heard Steve, Nancy, and Jonathan scoff. He would have to talk with Billy later. Give him a piece of his mind. But seeing the smile on your face as Billy playfully saluted made him think otherwise.


And turns out I’m not that excited about this anymore. But anyways if you come across this go ahead and request. I am starting to write for Stranger Things, BTS, EXO, GOT7, Supernatural(I’m only up to season four so my character list is pretty limited) Musicals(Hamilton, BMC, DEH, and Heathers), and it could be a ship or an x reader I will try my best.

BTS React to S/O smearing lipstick on them during bj NSFW

@professsionalsinner :  Hey! I’m a new follower and I just read all your reactions and stuff and I’m amazed! You write so so well, damn. Could I please request a BTS reaction to you staining their dicks with red lipstick after giving them a bj? It would be awesome! Thank you so much and keep up the amazing talent you have 😀

Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you for the follow, and such nice words! You guys have been so sweet to me today, giving me all of these compliments. 

I love it when I get requests, so whenever something pops into your mind just send me a message/ask and I will get on it as soon as I can!

Requests are OPEN 


Jin: 

Can’t contain his laughter when he sees what giving him a bj did to your face. 

“Oh my god, sweetheart, go look in the mirror!” *dies*

“It’s all over you! You look like a clown. A very sexy clown, of course.”

Originally posted by rapdaegu

Taehyung:

Would admire your work, asking curiously;

“Jagi, next time do you think we could do different colors?”

He would get really excited over the thought, 

“Like a rainbow! I bet it’ll look cool.”

Originally posted by never-miind

Jimin:

“Look how hard you worked baby.”

He would give you a sexy, satisfied smile, while running his fingers through your hair. 

“Had that pretty little mouth all over my dick.”

Originally posted by jiminiediary

Jungkook:

He would find it so erotic, wishing you could have another round after he sees the red smears you left all over him. 

“Ah, baby look at the mess you made.”

“Did you like making me dirty?”

Originally posted by theking-or-thekid

Yoongi:

“I’m not saying I didn’t enjoy it, but did you really have to wear such a bright color?”

“You stained my dick. It literally wont come off. I’ve been scrubbing for five minutes!”

He would be exasperated, but in the end he can’t really complain all that much… because blowjobs. 

Originally posted by jinje-reactions

J Hope:

Is worried at first that you’ll be annoyed at your ruined lipstick (he knows how seriously you take your makeup) but is relieved when you just take one look at the mess you made of his dick and laugh it off. 

He seriously thinks you’re the best. 

“This is straight out of a porno.”

“I’m so happy you’re into weird stuff babe. What did I ever do to deserve you?”

Originally posted by jaayhope

Namjoon: 

Would find it simultaneously arousing and embarrassing. 

“You did a great job, baby.but uh—” He would gesture at your face. “—don’t take this the wrong way, but you kinda look busted.”

“And my dick looks like it went through war or something.” He says, jokingly.

He would go get a wet wash rag to gently clean your face. 

“It is really hot how messy you get for me though.”

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

|| the perfect mistake ||

y'all wanted fuckboi!peter smut and I’m here to deliver ೕ(•̀ᴗ•́)

this can be seen as a sequel to || absolutely || and || needy ||. Peter and the reader are around 18-19 years old and they’re in college ♡

**do not plagiarize/repost this story**

warnings: smut

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There was something dangerously delicious about having his girlfriend of two years over at his place.

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Ladies Night

Summary: You and Lance have a ladies night.

Pairing: Lance x Reader

Warnings: nothin’ but fluff here

A/N: Just trying to shake off my writers block. I hope you guys like this!

“I’ll be at the bar down the road if you need me.” your boyfriend of 3 years says after you just got done telling him what you were going to be doing tonight.

“What? Why? Stay home with me!” you exclaim adding a pout to your lips.

Lance scoffed. “Y/N, I’m not gonna stay home with you and watch you have a ‘ladies night’. That shit sounds boring.”

“Who said you were just gonna watch me? You can join in too.” you smile but Lance still holds a blank face.

“Yeah… no.”

You frown. “Why?”

Lance sighs and runs his fingers through his non-gelled hair. “Because, Y/N. That’s girl shit and I’m a manly man and manly men don’t do girl shit like that.” he says. “I’ll be at the bar, see you when I get home.”


“What’s next?”

You smile and start rummaging through the bag that was next to you. “Well I got these face masks from Target earlier and I was gonna try them out.”

You hold out the different types of face masks to Lance and he scans them over. “I want whichever one you’re gonna do.”

“Hmm.. this one is a cucumber one and it says it’s soothing and calming for the skin and this one is a charcoal paper mask. It says it detoxifies and cleans pores. Oh and-”

“That one, I want that one.” Lance cuts you off as he snatches the little red and black pouch from your hands. “Gotta clean my pores.”

You stifle a laugh at your ‘manly man’ of a boyfriend who was reading the ingredients of the pouch, the skin between his eyebrows creasing as he murmured the words.

“Water… aloe vera… leaf juice? What the fuck?” he scoffed and shook his head before continuing. “Charcoal powder, green tea… witch hazel?” he looks up at you. “Umm… I dunno about you but I’ve seen The Blair Witch Project, number one and two and I don’t fuck with witches so…”

“Not that kind of witch, babe.” you giggle. “In this case, it’s used to treat blemishes.”

Lance sighs. “Dunno what you’re talking about, this face has no blemishes.” he pats his cheeks with a smirk and you roll your eyes.

“Anyways…” you hum, reading the directions. “gently unfold mask and apply to clean skin.” you pause and look over at Lance. “You got clean skin?”

“Yup. Do you?”

“Mhm.” you go back to the directions. “Adjust around eyes, nose and mouth, smoothing to fit the curves of your gorgeous face.”

“See, even the face mask pouch thinks my face is gorgeous.” he beams.

You let out a little laugh and shake your head once again. “Close eyes and relax for ten minutes. Remove mask. Tingling? Yes, it’s working.”

Lance’s eyes shoot up to meet yours. “Tingling?”

You nod. “That’s what it says.”

“Like… it’s gonna burn my face or something?”

“I don’t think that-”

“Sweetheart, I love you and all but I don’t think I can do this. You see, what attracted you to me was my looks and-”

You interrupt him. “It wasn’t your looks, Lance.”

You see the gymnasts mouth curve into a smirk. “Oh yeah, that’s right. It was my huge-”

“Personality!” you exclaim before he could finish his sentence. “It was your personality, jeez.”

Lance lets out a loud laugh, rolling onto his side on the floor and you roll your eyes again. This man would be the death of you.

“Alright, alright, stop laughing and let’s put these on.”


“Did she really?” Lance questioned as you painted his nails with a clear coat.

“Yup.” you pop the ‘p’, also nodding.

“Wow…” he muttered. “I can’t believe Janice fucked a married man who had kids.”

“Mmm!” you hum, sipping your drink. “And get this; she’s married with kids too!”

Lance gasped. “No fucking way, are you serious?”

“Mhm.” you nod.

Janice was the ‘new’ girl who you worked with you and recently you had found out that she was screwing another one of your coworkers who was supposedly happily married with children. 4 to be exact.

“How’d you find all this out?” he questioned as he leaned over to the little coffee table you had in the living room to take a sip of his drink.

“The coworker she was screwing - David – his wife came in and flipped her shit. She was like ‘I can’t fucking believe what a pig you are, screwing your coworker, blah blah blah’ and he was like ‘I don’t know what you’re talking about honey, please let’s just go outside’ and he went to grab her hand but she did this matrix move and was like ‘you don’t know what I’m talking about? Really? You’re gonna play fucking dumb? Who the fuck is Janice, David? Hmm? Where is she?’ and everyone else was just watching. We were all giving each other looks like holy shit this is some good stuff. I think Marcos videotaped the whole thing.”

“Oh my god.” Lance’s eyes were wide and you finish up his right hand, now moving to his left. “And where was Janice? Did she get fucked up?”

“Oh honey,” you say. “the bitch got lucky because it was her day off. But when she comes to work on Monday she’s gonna get the ass whooping of a lifetime because David’s wife said she was gonna come again.”

Your boyfriend raised his eyebrows and let out a puff of air. “Jesus, the people you work with are crazy. All I work with is teens and the only drama I hear is ‘oh my god, Jennifer totally bought the same exact top as me, I can’t believe she’d do that’.” he says the last part in a high pitched voice, causing you to laugh. “Please keep me in the loop. I wanna know if Janice gets fucked up by David’s wife. She sounds like a boss ass bitch.”

“She is.” you agree. “And don’t worry, I will.”

You go back to focusing on painting Lance’s nails when the front door opens and in comes Hope. “Hey, I saw Lance ‘The Fucker’ Tucker was home but I decided to come in anyways and-” she stops dead in her tracks when she looks up and sees you painting Lance’s nails while Lance is drinking his alcoholic beverage. “What the fuck?”

“Hey Hope.” you hum.

“Hey sugar tits.” Lance smiles at your best friend.

You look over at her. “You do have some sugary tits.”

“I… you… what the fuck is going on?” she stutters, eyes going from you to Lance.

“Ladies night, don’t fucking ruin it.” he says.

Hope looks at you and you shrug. “You heard him. Don’t fucking ruin it.”

“Ew. You guys are weird.” her nose scrunches. “I’m just gonna go.”

“Okay.” you nod. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Yeah, see you tomorrow… lemme just…” she pulls her phone out and aims it at the two of you.

“Are you taking a picture?” Lance asks.

“Yup.”

He quickly poses, head tilting to the side as he smiles and you laugh. Hope takes the picture and looks at it. “Ben’s not gonna believe this.”

“Send me that picture!” Lance calls out just before Hope shuts the door. You and Lance look at each other before going back to what you were doing previously. “Anyhow, let me tell you about this girl I threw up on at a frat party in college.”

“Lance, that was me.”

“Oh yeah…” he hummed. “So anyways…”


A/N: Tell me what ya think! Also I’ll edit laterrrrr, gonna eat some tacos :)

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Laundry Day

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 506

A/N: This was written in the early hours of the morning with no sleep during the night. It was me trying to prove to @mysupernaturalfics I can word in english when tired af! So, so sorry to anyone deciding to read this one.

***My fics are not to be saved nor posted on any other sites without my express written permission.***

You looked around the the laundry room letting out a loud sigh. Just how many black t-shirts and flannel button ups could two guys own? Not to mention just how were they wearing any socks and underwear when you clearly had a month worth for each of your Bunker-mates stabled neatly on top of the dryer.

Where they hell had they kept all of this when they had lived on the road for so many years? Or was it really possible for them to have collected all of this in 3 years? But seriously how? You never saw the boys shop.

You promptly rolled your eyes in annoyance as you emptied another load of flannel and jeans from the washer into the dryer.. Yet another pile of clean socks had landed on the floor between your feet and you let out a loud growl before yelling as loud as you could.

“Seriously guys! You need to start washing your own damn clothes!”

“Hey,” Sam’s voice sounded from the library, “we wash your clothes all the time.”

“No, you don’t,” you mumbled, knowing that Dean had once in awhile, but you were sure that Sam had no idea how to even work the machines.

You grabbed one of Dean’s flannel shirts, effectively making it ricochet and hit you square in the face, one of the sleeve buttons hitting you in the eyes. It didn’t hurt half as bad as your loud whining noise suggested, but you were feeling sorry for yourself as it was.

Dean appeared in the door as on cue, carefully peeking in to check on you. “You okay in here, sweetheart?”

“No, your flannel attacked me,” you pouted, glaring at your boyfriend in the door, who was doing his very best not to laugh.

“My shirt did what now?” he inquired with a smirk, making you whine again.

“It’s not funny, Dean. I am probably getting a black eye now,” you sulked as Dean walked towards you.

“How is it you can gank 4 werewolves solo but my shirts defeats you?” Dean smirked, making you even more furious. You all but stomped your foot in the ground but before you had time to come up with a snarky comeback the shirt was being pulled from your hands.

“Hey,” you protested when Dean tossed it back in the basket with the still dirty clothes, “I already washed that.”

“Yeah? Being washed twice will be the punishment for hitting my girl in the face,” Dean smiled playfully at you making you giggle when he started peppering kisses all over your face.

You squealed, halfheartedly hitting his chest as he swept you off your feet, bridal style into his arms, “I am not done, Dean.”

“We are taking a break. I got some sheets we can dirty up and I promise you I’ll help you clean them later,” Dean winked at you, making you hide your face against his neck, giggling as Sam’s voice sounded from the library yet again.

“Do not mix that with my clothes!”    

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NO TOUCHING


(requested by anon)

Kai Parker x Reader
word count :
2 889
warning : smut
summary : Kai get’s injured and get’s horny so Reader has to ‘take care’ of him.
*not my gif
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2.35AM

Y/N woke up from a knock on her front door. She had fallen asleep on the couch in the living room reading a book. At first the knocks came from a distance , slowly waking her from her dream. Quickly she got up , rubbing her eyes on the way to the door. Suddenly she felt wide awake seeing her boyfriend , Kai Parker , standing there covered in blood.
“Hello sweetheart.” he said managing a weak smile , his breath getting caught in his throat seeing Y/N was wearing only a tshirt barely covering her lower half.
“Kai ! What the hell happened to you?”
There was sweat on his forehead and his hand held onto his chest. He looked as if he might faint at any moment which got her really worried. Kai was a hybrid , a vampire and there were very few things that can cause him to look like this - a werewolf bite or a piece of wood stuck inside his body.
“Oh nothing. Picked up a fight with the wrong guy. He shot at me with wooden bullets …” he said , swinging his hand across her shoulders. Y/N helped him onto the couch and quickly went to lock the front door. “The usual stuff. You should see what I did to him …“
She sat on the edge on the couch next to him. Kai turned towards her , his eyes drifting to her neck. He was hungry but there were more important things to do first like taking that last bullet about to puncture his heart out of him.
Y/N placed her hand on his chest trying to figure out of there was a wooden bullet there. “Did you get all the bullets out ?” she asked ripping his shirt open , sending buttons flying everywhere.
Kai coming over in the middle of the night after a fight with someone was far from unusual , and he didn’t seem to figure out how dangerous all of this was. Not only for the people who dared to pick a fight with a vampire / witch hybrid but also for him.
“You are not completely indestructable you know.” she muttered digging her fingers into the open wound searching for the bullet he obviously hadn’t gotten out.
Kai winced in pain , closing his eyes for a moment. Y/N was leaning in closer to him , trying to see where the litte sucker had gone and Kai got a good look at her open cleavage. The way she had ripped his shirt open a few moments ago only adding more gasoline to the fire he felt burning inside him. Her eyes met his for a moment and he felt his breath get caught in his throat again.
“Y/N .. care-ful.” he struggled to speak. “It’s getting clo-ser to my h-heart.”
“I am trying. Or do you think I want you to die.” she said , feeling her fingers wrap around the piece of wood. A moment later she pulled it out with a victorious look on her face. “Next time , try not to pick a fight with a guy who has wooden bullets in his gun.”
“Noted. Could I … I mean … ”
Y/N pushed her shirt down her shoulders motioning for him to feed. Purple / black veins flickered under his eyes as he sank his fangs into her coroted artery , her warm blood slightly dripping down her body. Kai pulled away in less than a minute , her thumbs wiping away blood from his chin. She got up , her shirt slightly pushed up her ass and he felt himself getting harder just looking at her. He knew she wasn’t doing any of this on purpose but it was still driving him as crazy as if it was. And was it just his imagination or she really wasn’t wearing a bra ?
Y/N headed to the kitchen , coming back with a towel and a bowl filled with warm water.
“Thank you.. for taking the bullet out.” he said , not taking his eyes off her as she dipped the towel , twisting it dry and started wiping away blood from his face. “I don’t know what I’d do without you in my life Y/N.”
She looked up at him , giving him a small smile. “Learn not to pick up fights ?” she teased. “Now stay still. As hot as you look covered in blood , I miss your pretty face.”
Kai smiled to himself , feeling her fingertips lightly brush against his forehead and cheeks as she cleaned up the blood from his face. Dipping the towel into the bowl washing it up and draining it before repeating again and again. Y/N pushed his jacket off his shoulders , folding it into a ball to be tossed in the laundry later and swung her leg over his lap for better access.
“You think I look hot covered in blood?” he teased.
“No.” she smiled shyly. “You look hot in general , covered in blood you look hotter.”
It was true. Probably if she told someone else this , they’d thing she had lost it but not Kai. With him she could be 100% honest about everything. She dipped the towel into the bloody water again starting to clean the blood off his neck , pushing his shirt off his shoulders. Kai suppressed a moan feeling her hips slightly move onto his crotch. Y/N started cleaning the blood off his chest , right where the bullets had been , when Kai grabbed her wrist.
“Y/N…” he said looking intensely into her eyes. He didn’t need to listen to her heart beat to know what he was doing to her right now. Kai wanted her , right this second.
Y/N felt butterflies flap their wings in her stomach and her breath getting shallow noticing the change in Kai’s eyes. Her heart was racing as Kai’s finger trailed her jawline , brushing her cheek with the palm of his hand before pulling her in for a passionate kiss. Y/N’s hips swayed onto his crotch as he pulled her towards him.
“No.” she said getting up. “No , Malachai. We are not doing this…not now.”
Quickly she got the bowl and the towel taking them to the kitchen. She braced her hands against the kitchen counter , closing her eyes for a moment and taking a deep breath before returning to the livingroom only then noticing the bulge in his pants. Y/N’s eyes widened a little then she looked at the ground only then realising what had happened. She was wearing just her shirt … , no PJ bottoms no nothing. It was hard to tear her eyes off the bulge in his pants ,but somehow she managed and sat on the couch next to him trying hard not to let her gaze drift to the bulge which somehow seemed to get bigger , or maybe she was imagining it.
Kai glanced at her , noticing she was biting her lower lip and then followed her gaze.
This is your fault by the way.”
Y/N laughed nervously. “Sorry … not sorry.” she bit her lower lip , her hand sliding between her legs teasing her folds through her panties.
Kai gulped. What had happened before might not have been on purpose but this definitely was. Y/N ran her fingers through her hair as if she wasn’t doing anything naughty , parting her legs a little to give him a better view as her fingers pushed her panties to the side and slid inside her.
“You are not helping.” said Kai in raspy voice , lightly rubbing himself through his pants remembering her ‘no’ from a few minutes ago. “I … I’m gonna go.”
“Not a chance.” she said grabbing his hand leanining in towards him , her hand slid down his chest towards his crotch. His length was hard alright. Y/N pressed her lips onto his , kissing him deeply and tugging at his lower lip at the end of the kiss. She lowered herself down his body never taking her eyes off him.
“Y/N .. my balls feel like they weight 30 pounds.” he groaned , grinding his hips onto her hand. “If you plan on stopping at any point and leav-”
Y/N pressed her finger onto his lips shushing him. There was a devilish spark in her eyes which only turned him more. Kai was looking at her , closing his eyes for a moment feeling Y/N hands rubbing him through his pants. She kneeled on the couch , her ass propped up as her shirt slid down her back a little. Swiftly her fingers undid the button and pulled his zipper down pressing her mouth onto his thick shaft through his briefs , exhaling her hot breath onto his shaft.
“Y/N …please I need you ..”
Y/N pulled his pants down as much as she could and then swung a leg over his lap.
“How much?” she whispered , her lips almost touching his. Kai put his hands on her ass but she pushed them away. “No , no …”
“More than you can imagine.” he replied. “I want to grab you and have my way with you for the rest of the night.”
Her hips grinded against his and every time she moved.Kai tried to put his hands on her again , a low growl coming from deep inside his throat every time Y/N pushed him off her.
“Let me touch you.” he said leaning towards her , wanting to kiss her.
Y/N fought the urge to smile. Usually things were the other way around - she was the one begging for him but now she had her chance to get him to play by her rules.
You , mister , are in trouble.” her hips grinding on him a little faster. “Picking up fights , coming home covered in blood …" she spoke in low voice. “What ? Did you think I’d let you have your way with me ? No.“
Kai brushed his fingers through her hair pulling her face down towards his until their lips touched briefly before she pulled away.
“No kisses too ?” he growled in frustration as her finger traced his lower lip. He moved his head towards her , taking in her finger into his mouth. Y/N’s eyes fluttered closed for a second as she bit her lower lip , knowing fully well what might be going through Kai’s head right now. She pulled out her finger , brushing her nose against his while she continued straddling him.
“You are such a tease.” he whispered , his eyes drifting between her eyes and her lips.
She swayed her hips on his crotch a little faster , before pushing him onto the couch. Y/N dipped her head , leaving soft kisses on his neck then down his chest , her hands snaking around it while never taking her eyes off his.
“It’s a bit stuffy in here , isn’t it ?” she said innocently slowly lifitng her shirt up. Kai’s eyes widened and he tried to touch her but she slapped his hands away. “No touching , remember ?”
Instead her hands cupped her breasts , playing with them right in front of his eyes. She closed her eyes ,arching her back a little as a low moan escaped her lips. Kai licked his lower lip , fighting the urge to put his hands on hers and assist her. The more she said ‘no touching’ the more he wanted to do just that. Even more - he wanted to grab her and have his way with her this exact second , but something stopped him.
Y/N leaned in sucking on his earlobe before kissing his neck and slowly trailing her way down his chest leaving kisses on the way down never breaking eye contact for more than a blink. Her fingers tangled into the waistband of his briefs before pulling them down. Kai’s hard length flopped onto his stomach and Y/N leaned in licking a bold stripe from his balls to the tip. A moan tumbled from Kai’s lips and she suppressed a smile focusing on her hands massaging his balls.
Kai could’t take his eyes off her. Y/N ran her fingers through her hair , moving it to the left , the tip of her tongue drawing circles on the tip of his shaft , her hands stroking him slowly and feeling him twitch. She was dragging it out enjoying watching Kai close his eyes his mouth hanging open.
“Please Y/N..” he growled , his hands reaching for her head as she swiftly avoided them.
“Nah-uh pretty eyes.” she said in a low voice , blowing a light stream of air onto his shaft before taking it in her mouth. Slowly sucking on his tip as if its the tastiest lollipop to ever exist on the planet. Kai reached for her head again , his fingers digging into her hair as he pushed her mouth down on him , forcing her to take his shaft all the way in.
“Sweetheart , you seem to forget who’s the dominant one in our relationship.” he moaned out , feeling her hands massaging his balls. Kai bopped her head up and down his shaft over and over again , tears starting to fill her eyes from the lack of air before he let go off her. Y/N took a deep breath an idea forming in her head , something she knew he wouldn’t be able to resist.
“I’ll make you a deal..” she said , her lips pressing onto his balls. “If you can resist touching me in the next half hour … ” she said taking his balls into her mouth sucking on them and ejoying the sounds coming from Kai’s mouth. “You get to have me any way you want.. anywhere you want… for a whole week.”
“Damn it Y/N.”
Kai both loved and hated how she was manipulating him in that very moment , knowing fully well there is no way he’d say no to that. Y/N licked another bold stripe , pressing the flat of her tongue against it , feeling his hard length twitch. Her eye contact was driving him insane. She was doing dirty things yet her eyes looked so innocent it was driving him crazier and crazier. He gave her a devilish smirk and in the next moment Y/N moaned out louder , closing her eyes for a second.
“K-Kai … that’s c-cheating.” she moaned out again feeling pressure on her clit as two invisible fingers entered her roughly , curling inside her slowly before pulling out and pushing in even rougher making her body jolt forward a little. His pumps were fast and deep , slowly curling the invisible fingers around her walls and repeating again and again.
“You said ‘no touching’.” said Kai , his hands behind his head. “I’m not touching you… and in about 20 minutes when I win , you should prepare yourself for a week of hot hybrid sex in the most unexpected places.”
His words sent butterflies in her stomach , even more so with his invisible fingers pumping in and out of her. Y/N tried to focus of what he was doing but it was getting harder with the burning feeling between her legs building up. She pumped his thick shaft faster and faster , while her hands massaged his bowls.
“Fuck Y/N..”
Y/N took him in her mouth again , lightly biting him. Kai groaned in response , his invisible fingers assaulting her faster and faster. He snapped his fingers and her panties flew off her. She felt herself starting to drip down her thigh.
Kai was watching the clock on the far wall , knowing only less than 10 minutes from now he’d win and get to have his way with her anywhere he wanted. He felt his shaft twitch in her mouth , knowing he is getting closer and closer to his release. His invisible fingers pumped inside her faster and faster , Y/N’s moans getting muffled none the less the vibrations from them were just about to send Kai over the edge and he fought the need to let go for a little longer , a few minutes only.
Suddenly the pressure on her clit and the invisible fingers disappeared , leaving her flustered. A low groan escaped her lips while she kept bopping her head up and down his shaft.
“And the clock strikes midnight … ” muttered Kai with a smug smirk on his face, pulling her up in vampire speed. Y/N was out of breath , her lips colliding with his in a passionate kiss while his hips pushed up , at the same time hers pushed down, entering her hard and deep with one thrust. He felt her walls contract around his shaft bringing him closer and closer.
“Fuck .. you are so wet , you’re dripping on me.”
Y/N shushed him with a kiss , her lips hungrily attacking his. Kai’s hands instantly found her ass helping her sway her hips onto him. He thrusted in hard and deep a few more times before he came in hot spurts inside her , not stopping until Y/N came screaming his name. Kai pulled her in for another kiss tugging on her lower lip at the end of the kiss. Y/N could see devils dancing in his eyes and the next second she found herself laying on the couch , magic holding her hands above her head.
“OH Y/N … ” he said sounding like a teacher scolding a student. “Look at yourself … you are a dripping mess. I’ll have to fix this straight away …”

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NOTE : (to the anon who requested it) I may have strayed a little from the original idea. I tried my best … sorry :(
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The Sheriffs Daughter- daryl x reader

(Request: Reader is ricks daughter she’s 21?? And some angst between Daryl and reader cause they’re both very much into each other yet Daryl gets so angry with her because they can’t be together because of rick???)

Note: I hope you enjoy this!!!!!

Warning: smut, mild angst, fluff!
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Daryl’s lips pressed against yours as he forced his tongue into your mouth. You were pinned against the wall, Daryl’s hands on either side of your head like a cage. Your hands explored his muscular arms, loving the feel of them being so close to you. As his lips started to move down onto your neck and collar bones, your body became more eager to feel his touch. But that didn’t happen. There was a knock at the front door and Daryl immediately stopped his movements and looked to the door. You ducked under his arm and went to answer it.

“Hey dad” you said, realising that it was Rick at the door.

“Hey (y/n), you alright”

“Yeah!” you said, stepping back so he could come in. Your eyes scanned the room for Daryl but he had hidden from your father.

“Are you okay?” you asked

“I am, I was just wondering if you’ve seen Daryl. I need to talk to him about the next run but I can’t find him anywhere”

“Well I don’t know where he could be, sorry” you said, shifting uncomfortably on your feet.

“Alright. If you see him, let him know to come find me”

“I will”

Rick smiled at you and kissed your forehead before turning and leaving your house. “He’s gone” you said in a playful tone.

You saw Daryl pop up behind the island in the kitchen and you wrapped your arms around his neck when he got closer to you.

“So, where were we?” you grinned up at him but he had a serious expression on his face. He unwrapped your hands around his neck and angrily mumbled to himself before heading to the door. “Where are you going?” you asked, grabbing his arm to stop him from leaving.

“Gotta go find your dad” he replied, almost spitefully.

“You don’t have to go right now, we can finish what we started”

“Na (y/n), we can’t” he replied, anger starting to boil inside him.

“Why the hell not?” you asked, raising your voice.

“Because you’re only twenty fucking one and your Rick’s damn daughter! I can’t keep sneaking around like this or pretending like there’s nothing go on between us! I want someone I can be free with!”

“So you don’t wanna be with me? Is that what you’re trying to say?” you crossed your arms over your chest, trying to keep up a hard exterior but inside you were cracking.

“That’s not what I’m saying-”

“Well it sure as hell sounds like it!”

You both stayed silent for a moment and you looked down to the floor. “Just go” you finally said.

“(Y/n)-”

“No really, my dad’s looking for you. Go find him” you said as you turned and walked over to the sofa. Daryl hesitated for a moment before sighing and leaving to find your dad.
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It had been a couple of days since you and Daryl had spoken properly. You had both been so busy helping out the group and going on runs that you barely had time to talk about what happened. You saw him standing by his bike, ready to go out on a run. You quickly jogged over to him and caught his attention.

“Hey, how long do you have ‘till you leave?” you asked.

“When Olivia and Michonne get over here, they’re on their way” he nodded his head to Michonne and Olivia who were walking over.

“Do you think we can talk after? Just get rid of the elephant in the room?”

“Sure” was all he said as he revved the engine of his bike. You took a step back and watched him drive off, Michonne and Olivia in the car behind.
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It had been a couple of hours since they left. You kept yourself busy by helping Carol make dinner in the kitchen. You couldn’t help but notice the sun was setting and they still weren’t back. You looked worriedly outside and excused yourself from the room, letting Carol take over.

You stepped outside and saw your dad in the watch tower. He brought binoculars up to his eyes and you saw him scrunch up his face.

“What do you see?” you asked, your loud voice startling him.

He quickly ran to the ladder and started to climb down, shouting at you to open up the gates. You did as he said and ran over to the gates, your hands fumbling with the lock. You managed to get it open and you saw Michonne and Daryl sitting in the car with two flat tires and no Olivia. They drove in and you shut the gate, looking at your dad in confusion as he approached the car.

“What the hell happened? Where’s Olivia?” he asked as they stepped out of the car.

Daryl was covered in dirt and blood, you didn’t know whose it was but it shouldn’t have been there. You walked over to hear what had happened. From what they said, they were attacked by some people who all claimed to be ‘Negan’. A small fight broke out and Olivia was shot and Daryl’s bike and crossbow was taken. Rick ran a hand over his face and sighed.

“Did they see you come back here?” Rick asked.

“No, they left before we did”

Your dad nervously looked between the gate and the car, he was hoping that they wouldn’t have to deal with them again. “Get yourselves cleaned up, I’m glad you’re okay” Rick placed a hand on Daryl’s shoulder before walking off with Michonne.

When your dad had walked out of ear shot you turned to face Daryl. “Are you okay?” you asked, wanting nothing more than to touch him and make sure he was safe.

“I’m pissed about my crossbow” he said, starting to walk off to get himself cleaned up.

“We can find another one” you replied

He scoffed and shook his head. “How many people you see out there with a damn crossbow? No one”

He angrily shoved the door open to his house and stepped inside, letting you follow him in before he shut the door.

“I’m gonna shower” he said, walking towards the stairs. As he disappeared you sighed to yourself and looked down to the floor. You knew why he was getting like this. It was because of your dad. If he found out about what you and Daryl had going on, then he wouldn’t approve and who knows what he’d do. You heard the shower running and an idea popped into your head. You knew that Daryl wasn’t one to talk bout his feelings, so you would get it out of him another way.

You made your way upstairs and walked into the bathroom, you kept your eyes on the outline of Daryl’s body hidden behind the steamy glass.

“(Y/n)? What are you doing?” Daryl asked as he heard you shut the door. You said nothing as you quickly striped the clothes off your body, the thought of being in a closed space with a naked Daryl motivated your actions. You opened the shower door and stepped in, immediately feeling the warm water pierce your skin.

“You’re so angry all the time, you need to get all that frustration out of you” you said, looking into his eyes seductively as you ran your hands up his wet but toned chest, feeling every muscle there was.

“You’re not doing this for me, you just want me to fuck you until you lose control of your body” Daryl smirked down at you, catching along to your little plan. He swiftly grabbed your now wet hair and pulled at it, giving him access to your neck. He sucked on your pulse beneath your skin, making your eyes roll back into your head and your legs shake. You pulled him closer to you and you felt his boner press up against your thigh, you felt it throbbing against you and you felt heat rush between your legs.

“Fuck” you moaned as Daryl’s hands let go of your hair and squeezed your ass, his fingers digging in and leaving the right amount of pain and pleasure. You moved a hand between the two of you and you grabbed his boner. You started moving up and down at a slow pace, teasing Daryl as he started to snap his hips forward into your hand, wanting to feel more friction. The sounds of his grunts and your moans echoed throughout the bathroom, the sound of the shower not loud enough to drown it out. Daryl soon had enough of your torturous pace and he removed your hand from him, taking it and slamming it against the glass, doing the same with your other hand.

“Daryl” you moaned as his lips pressed against yours.

“Tell me what you want princess” he growled into your ear, wanting nothing more than to pound into you, but he needed to show you who was in charge.

You moaned at his nickname for you and you replied, practically begging him to fuck you. “I want you in me Daryl!”

Daryl moved both your wrists into his big hand and used his other to line up his cock with your entrance. He slid his tip up and down your already wet folds before plunging into you. You both let out deep sighs and Daryl brought his forehead to touch yours, loving the feel of your tight walls around him. He let go of your wrists, wanting them to freely roam his body as he started to thrust into you at a fast pace. Your body was bouncing from how hard Daryl was going, and every thrust sent a pump of adrenaline through your veins. You two hadn’t been able to go at it because you were always getting interrupted, but not this time. This time you were able to do what you had to do in peace.

As you began to feel the familiar knot in your stomach, you dug your nails into Daryl’s back, encouraging him to keep fucking you at a fast pace. “Shit! I’m close!” you cried out as Daryl lifted your leg up, he was able to thrust into you at a different angle, letting you feel all of him. Every hit was pushing against your soft spot, bringing on your release quicker than expected. You held onto Daryl’s shoulders as pleasure exploded throughout your whole body. What felt like bolts of electricity was running through your veins, your legs shook and you lost control of your body, leaving Daryl to hold you up as he continued to fuck you through his high. As your walls clenched around him you set him off. He pounded into you a couple more times as he shot his seed into you, giving himself and you the most amount of pleasure.

As you both climbed down from your highs, Daryl dropped your leg to the floor and you regained your balance. You pushed your head under the water and let it cool you off as Daryl turned it to a colder setting. “Fuck, we need to do that more often” He panted, making the both of you laugh.

You stepped out of the shower and wrapped the towel around you, drying yourself off as you walked into the bedroom, soon followed by Daryl.

“Can I borrow a shirt?” you asked, rummaging through his shirts in the wardrobe.

“Sure. You staying the night?” he asked, hope lingering in his voice.

“Only if you want me too” you giggled, throwing one of his baggy shirts over your head. It sat perfectly below your mid-thighs.

“As long as you don’t gotta be nowhere tomorrow mornin’”

“Nope”

You made your way over to his bed and climbed under the covers, soon being joined by Daryl, his warm body touching yours as he wrapped his arms around you protectively. “G’night” he whispered as he kissed your cheek and buried his head in the crook of your neck. You kissed him back and placed your arms between you as you both cuddled into each other. You wished it could be like this all the time. You were tired of sneaking around and hiding things from your dad. But you had to do that, there was no other way around it. You pushed the thoughts to the back of your head as you closed your eyes and let sleep take you away.
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