my hands are so sweaty he is so hot

Imagine.

Keith goes up to Shiro one day after training and says “I think I’m allergic to Lance.”

And Shiro, bless him, is legit concerned like “What do you mean allergic? What’s wrong? Do you need medical attention?”

And Keith goes “Every time I see him I get heart palpitations and my face gets hot and my hands get sweaty. I think I should stay away from him.”

And he’s so fucking serious and worried that Shiro doesn’t know what to tell him so he just gives him a pat on the head and goes off to try to find someone more qualified to explain to Keith what a crush is.

Lego Batjokes Prompt #116

“I HATE THE BATMAN. JUST. SO. MUCH!”

“I know, he’s the worst, Mistah J.”

“Yeah! Just the thought of him makes me so ANGRY! I feel this hot feeling inside when he’s around, my hands go all sweaty and I feel like I can’t breathe.”

“…uh huh…”

“Oh, and then, and then, I wanna punch that perfect, masculine jaw! And take off that stupid cowl and just press my face to his stupid face and, god, those strong arms. Not to mention those muscles and his deep voice and…w-what were we talking about?”

“That you hate him?”

“Yes! I hate him so much!“

-

Submitted by Anonymous

A new family member (Rami Malek x Reader)

So, here we are again! Hope you like this new one shot! I must admit I have so much fun writing stories like this with our Rami! I think he’ll be a very good father and I can’t wait to see little baby Maleks! Feedbacks are welcomed and appreciated!!! <3 H, hope you like it, too! xoxo

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“I want a baby.” Rami said one night as we both made ourselves comfortable on the couch, him watching  “The late late show with James Corden “ while I was reading a magazine. As I heard what he said, I almost spit the hot cocoa I had taken a gulp of on the ground. My heart pounded against my chest heavily and I felt my hands become a little sweaty. I felt very surprised because he confronted me with something so unexpected. Especially in the situation he was now. His career had made a huge jump to success and every director wanted to work with him from now on. So how could he even have time for a baby?

 I made contact with his eyes, laying the magazine on the table in front of me. Rami looked at me expectantly, his face turned to seriousness in one second. I also could notice a little bit of insecurity in his beautiful green eyes, but I didn’t know what he was so afraid of.  “Can you tell me that again, baby?” I asked him, and moved closer to him to close the gap that was between us. I took his hands in mine and felt that they were trembling slightly. With I smile on my face, I tried to calm down the man who was also my husband for two years.

“I want to have a baby, (Y/N).” Rami repeated, avoiding my gaze as it was something to be ashamed of which of course was totally nonsense. I forced him to look at me in the eyes by lifting up his chin. “What changed your mind so rapidly, Rami?” I questioned. A few months ago, an interviewer asked if children were a part of his plans in the future but Rami turned it off by telling he wasn’t in a hurry. And I couldn’t blame him for saying that because I wanted him to concentrate on his job first.

I wanted to have kids, yes, I wanted to be a mother so bad. Only the thought of a baby who resembled Rami made tingles spreading in my whole  body. To carry his child was something to be proud of next to being his wife. My life already changed with entering Rami’s life but having our own baby would be a new adventure and I was sure of it.

Rami cleared his throat. “I know I said I wasn’t in a rush for children but… I think I’m ready for being a father. I mean, you remember the last week when we went to visit Sami and his wife?” I nodded with my head, not very sure what he was implying to. “I saw the sparkle in your eyes as you saw their daughter again and how you took care of her. I remember how you looked like when we returned back home, you tried to hide it but I saw the sadness in your eyes and the longing for our own children.”

I kept listening to him without any interruptions. I tried hard not to burst into tears and took a deep breath in. “After that night, I couldn’t stop thinking about you being pregnant with our own baby. How you would touch your belly only to assure yourself that our baby was still in there, how you would talk and sing to him or her, how we would set up its nursery and even go to buy baby supplies. I want it, I want all that now.” Rami looked at me with utter conviction, squeezing my hand lightly. “I want to experience morning sickness with you, I want to hold your hair back when you throw up into our toilet, I want to experience the joy and happiness in your eyes as you show me the positive pregnancy test, I’d love to see your baby bump growing every day, and hell I even want to experience you complaining about everything, back pain, headaches, no matter what. Please, let’s make a baby.”

The tears I tried to hold back in vain ran down my cheeks. A huge smile appeared on my face and leaned closer to his forehead. “What about your career?” I sniffled. “I mean, will you even have time to raise a child?”

“Don’t worry about that, (Y/N). I promise I’ll be there for you and for our baby. Nothing is more important to me than you and our family.”

“If that’s so, than I’m ready to try.” I breathed against his lips.

“Now?” Rami asked.

“Please.” I murmured before a captured my lips with his to a heated kiss. He lifted me up and I wrapped my legs around his hips as he carried me to our bed room where tried to create a new life, made of passion and love.


***

“Shit, I can’t wait anymore!” I whined, waiting for a result of the pregnancy test. “Why is it taking so long?”

Jasmine, Rami’s sister and my best friend besides being my sister-in-law, was there to support me. I missed my period for a long time and was confronted with nausea every morning. I was suspicious about a pregnancy but I didn’t want to look forward to it too much. Maybe I was wrong and the pregnancy test was negative. Who knew?

“Patience, (Y/N). “ Jasmine said and stroked my arm soothingly. “A few more minutes and it’ll be done.” I closed my eyes and sighed. Patience was not one of my strengths and especially now I was going to freak out.

And then I heard the little sound that saved me. “Okay.” Jasmine said. “Are you ready to have a look?”

“I’m afraid to be honest. What if it’s negative?”

“You’ll only find out if you look at it.” Jasmine answered.

I nodded my head, taking the test between my fingers. I was so excited and nervous at the same time. And as finally took a look, my eyes were filled with tears abruptly.

“Positive.” I whispered and felt my sister-in-law’s arms welcoming me into an embrace.

“Congratulations, (Y/N)!” She called, her eyes filling with tears as well and she began to laugh in joy. “You’ll be a mother! And I’m going to be an aunt! God, I’m so proud of you!”

We stood there for a while, crying and laughing and making plans for the future.

“We need to tell the others.” Jasmine said. “What about a dinner?” I agreed and we called my parents and the Malek family to join us tonight and to celebrate the big news.


-Later-

In the evening, everybody was gathered at the dining table. “May I have your attention, please?” I questioned. Everybody was looking at me. “First of all, I want to thank you for coming tonight. This really means a lot to me even though nobody knows what’s going on.” I earned some laughter. I turned to my husband.

“Rami, I have something for you.” I said, handing him a little box that I decorated with a little baby shoes, the pregnancy test and a little card, labeled with “For daddy”.

A confused expression appeared on his face as he took the box out of my hand.

“What’s that for?” he asked, laughing insecurely. Everybody stared at him and the box, wondering what was in there. And finally, Rami opened the box and his body froze for a second, his eyes were wide open, also his jaw dropped open.

“What’s the matter, son?” His dad asked as he saw Rami losing the color in his face for a second.

“Positive.” Rami mumbled as a response. “The test… it’s positive.” Then he made eye contact with everyone. “I-I’m going to be a dad.” Everyone stood silent for a moment, speechless. I turned to my parents and I saw my mom crying and smiling at me.

“We’ll have a baby…” Rami rambled. “I’ll be a dad. We made a baby. Our baby. We… We’re going to be parents. “  He got up instantly from his seat and wrapped his arms around me. Right then, everyone cheered and applauded, sending their congratulations.

“We’re going to have a baby, aren’t we?” Rami asked me. I responded with a kiss. “Yes, we’re going to be parents.”

“I love so much you, (Y/N).”  He kissed me again.

“I love you so much more.”


***


-Nine months later-


“Rami Said Malek! Tell your son he should stop kicking!” I whined. I was very close to my due date and the baby inside me had been more active than before. The closer we got the more I became nervous. I was afraid to be honest. I knew I was going to be confronted with lots of pain but it would be worth it. As soon as I held my baby in my hands, everything would be fine.

Rami joined me on the couch, wrapping his arms around my belly, stroking it. “Hey buddy!” He cooed. “Stop hurting mummy, please. She had a very hard day today.” I leaned my back against his chest, closing my eyes. I was very exhausted and tired and I was aware that I was facing more sleepless nights and exhaustion. Pregnancy was no fun. Nothing at all.

“Is it that what you have imagined?” I asked. I felt him nodding his head and resting his head on my shoulder.

“The last nine months have been the best I’ve ever had no matter how hard they were. They always will be special to me and I see more wonderful years ahead us. With you and me and our little one here.” He said, caressing my belly again. Suddenly, my baby kicked against me stomach, making his daddy smile. “I can’t wait to meet him.” He told me.

“I can’t wait to see him too.” I agreed.


***

“Congratulations, you have a healthy, strong boy.” The doctor wished us as he handed my son over to me. Rami, who stood next to me, looked at the little infant with admiration and adoration in his eyes. Finally, our bundle of love was there!

“Hey, there.” I whispered to my baby. “Welcome to the world.” I earned a little yawn of my new born son and he wrapped his tiny little fingers around my pointer finger. I turned to Rami, whose eyes were red from crying and he gave me a kiss on my lips.

“I’m proud of you.” He whispered into my ear. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” I said. “Here, hold him.” He took our son carefully out of my arms and kissed his soft cheeks.

“Hi baby, I’m your daddy. And I’m going to take very good care of you, I promise.”

I wanted to cry myself as I saw how my husband was interacting with our son. I thanked god for giving me the perfect soul mate for life and a wonderful little child.

“He has your eyes and your nose.” Rami claimed. I offered him a smile.

“He looks exactly like you. “ I said. Like his father, our son had little curls on his head. “He’s going to be handsome as his father.”

“I can’t wait to take him home.” Rami admitted. “I’m looking forward for our future, baby.” He came closer to me and sat down on my bed. “What do we call him?”

“David.” I answered. “Only if you’re okay with that.”

“David is fine with me.” He weighed our baby back and forth.

“David, you made our family complete.”

anonymous asked:

Msr 15, 35, 72! I'd love to see how you do this! X

Lovely anon, this can be read as a stand alone or a companion piece to this prompt and this one. It’s Mulder, Scully and William and they’re all happy and waiting for baby No.2. Sorry, I’m all about the fluff these days.

“I’d kill for a coffee…literally.” + “Take your medicine.” + “Just smile, I really need to see you smile right now.”

It’s almost over, finally.

38 weeks, two more to go, Mulder muses while picking up one of William’s toys. His son, sitting on the living room floor, is singing one of his favorite songs. Or at least he’s trying to. Mulder fears no one but him would even recognize it. Watching his young son, so immersed in his own little world, he falls in love with him a little bit more. If that’s at all possible.

“Is the baby coming today, daddy?” William holds up his pudgy arms when he sees his father approach him. Mulder picks him up and plants him on the couch next to him. As much as patience is a virtue, his son doesn’t have any to speak of. Not that Mulder can blame him; he can’t wait for the birth of their second child either.  

“Hm, no, Buddy. The baby needs to stay inside your mom’s belly a while longer.” Disappointment flashes on the boy’s face.

“But,” Mulder tips Will’s chin up, “how about we go out for some ice cream while we’re waiting?” His son squeals in excitement, jumping up and down on the couch. He’s lucky Scully isn’t home; neither of them is allowed to jump on the furniture. Scully explicitly gave that speech to both of them after they were caught using the bed as a trampoline.

Will is still furiously jumping up and down when the front door opens. Startled, Will changes course mid-air and lands right in Mulder’s lap. On very sensitive equipment. He yelps loudly, causing his son to turn around too quickly, his arms still in the air. A tiny, yet very sharp elbow lands right in his nose.

“Did I hurt you, daddy?” Will plumps down on his lap and puts both his hands on Mulder’s cheeks, staring at him intently.

“I’m fine, Buddy.”

“Mommy, daddy is bleeding!”

“I really can’t leave the two of you alone.” Scully lets her purse fall right at the door and waddles over as quickly as possible, her face red and sweaty, and Mulder would apologize if his nose wasn’t throbbing so badly. Will watches as his mother carefully examines Mulder’s nose.

“It’s not broken,” she decides, “We just need to stop the bleeding.”

“Does it hurt, daddy? What about the ice cream?” Will carefully puts his index finger on his father’s nose, nudging it carefully.  

“Ice cream?” Scully asks, gently tipping Mulder’s head forwards and pinching his nose shut.

“Daddy said ice cream! Cause no baby today.” Will informs Scully with a huge grin. She turns to look at Mulder, who can neither talk nor nod.

“Mulder, I need you to pinch your nose like this.”

“I can do it!” William exclaims happily.

“Baby, you can help me in the kitchen.” The boy is immediately convinced and jumps off his father’s lap. Mulder winces.

“I told you: no jumping on the furniture, Mulder.” Scully whispers and leaves a kiss on his cheek. Mulder pinches his nose just like Scully showed him and thinks he should have asked for her to bring ice for another part of his anatomy, too. It’s a good thing she’s pregnant already. He’s currently not sure his equipment is still working right.

“Daddy, I bring you medicine.” William announces, holding the ice pack with both hands like a priceless treasure.

“Put it on his nose, Will.” Scully tells him and he nods. Will climbs up the couch and right back into Mulder’s lap. He puts the ice pack on his nose, his little tongue sticking put in concentration, and Mulder sighs in relief. His son observes him curiously, trying to figure out if he’s doing it right.

“Great job, baby,” Will beams at Mulder upon hearing Scully’s praise. “Now, Mulder open up for us.” Scully is way too happy about his discomfort, he finds. Opening his mouth sounds so easy in theory, but Will is taking his job as ice pack holder seriously.

“Come on, Mulder.” Scully urges.

“Take your medicine.” Will joins in, sounding eerily like his mother already. Finally two pills that Mulder doesn’t recognize pass his lips and he tries to swallow them dry, almost choking. Scully puts a glass to his lips and carefully tips his head backwards.

“You did good.” His son pats his cheek, happy with himself. “Now can we have ice cream… please?”

“I think your dad needs some rest,” Mulder knows that it’s Scully who need to rest and so he nods at Will, who looks disappointed, “Maybe tomorrow.”

“No baby and no ice cream,” Will sighs, “Today is not a good day for Will.” He shuffles off, leaving Mulder and Scully alone for the moment.

“Hi.” He tells her and leans forward for a kiss, but Scully leans away from him.

“Pinch your nose, Mulder.” He does as he’s told.

“You’re home early. Where’s your mother?” Just because he’s pinching his nose, doesn’t mean he can’t talk. No matter how nasal and stupid he sounds. Scully had been happy to go see her mother this morning. Being heavily pregnant in August, right during a heat wave was not fun – for any of them. Least of all for Scully, though.

“She dropped me off.” Her snappy response is all he needs to know. Maggie Scully might be one of the most patient people Mulder has ever met, but her daughter has not been herself those last few days.

“Did you have fun?” He regrets the question as soon as it’s out. If only he would catch a hint every once in a while, keep his mouth shut, and accept her simple answers. But no, not him.

“Oh, Mulder!” Scully slaps his shoulder and he’s certain she didn’t mean to hurt him. Except she sometimes has no idea how strong she really is. “You know I love you, right?” Those words are not at all what he expected, especially after her recent outburst, and so he’s taken aback. He finds his words right before she hits him again.

“Of course I do, Scully. I love you, too, you know that.”

“I’m so tired, Mulder.” Her head lands on his shoulder, the same one she just violated, and it’s like a band-aid on the sore spot.

“Of being pregnant?”

“No, I mean yes. It’s just too hot and my body looks everything but.” She leans against him, feeling heavy and sweaty, but he puts his arm around her anyway, drawing her even closer. He puts his hand on her belly, stroking it softly.

“Your body is very hot, Scully.”

“And,” she completely ignores his comment, “I’d kill for a coffee…literally.”

“Hey, you need me once two of our offspring are running around here.”

“I already need you with the one.” Scully yawns, cuddling into his side and getting more comfortable.

“I could take Will to have ice cream. Give you some time to yourself.”

“And my bladder.” If their child would stop playing football with it, maybe she could get some actual rest. Getting up from the couch is a two person job these days, but just as Mulder is about to help her, she stops and freezes.

“Scully? Is that – did your - did your water just break? Scully, your water just broke!” Mulder is on his feet and his ice pack falls to the ground, momentarily forgotten.

“What do you need? Where is your suitcase? We’re prepared, we are, I know it.” He’s running in circles around Scully like a squirrel.

“Mulder, stop,” she tells him quietly, holding her stomach, “We have time.” He stares at her, open-mouthed and wide-eyed. “Get the suitcase from upstairs, take Will and I’ll call my mom from the car.”

“Is that all?” Mulder is out of breath; his nose throbs painfully, but there’s no time to think right now. The baby! His mind screams. This time he’ll be there for every single moment. He’ll get his hand crushed, he’ll get yelled at and then he’ll hold his newborn child. He’ll be by Scully’s side for every excruciating second. Mulder already feels woefully inadequate when he sees her sweaty, tired face. This is only the beginning and he knows how strong Scully is, knows it with every fiber of his being, but if only he could do something. Something to help her.

“Do you need anything else?” He’s already at the stairs, ready to sprint, ready to get them on the way.

“Just smile,” she tells him, panting, “I really need to see you smile right now.” That he can do, he thinks. He flashes a huge smile, full of teeth and wrinkles, and when he hears her chuckle, he sprints upstairs to get them ready. To have another baby.

anonymous asked:

16 w jikook :)

i hope u know u have just corrupted me lmao

Send me a pairing + a number: jikook, “oh… sorryomgwrongnumber”

smut | sexting

Jimin wasn’t a virgin, he had a pretty good amount of sexual experiences on his back. But the thing was, sending nudes was a whole other different thing. It was new – at least for him –, and it made him nervous like a stupid high school boy with a crush. Except he didn’t have a crush, he just wanted to get laid – but his heart was racing and his palms were sweating anyway.
Jimin stared for another eight minutes at the picture taking the whole screen of his phone. He was with his back to the mirror, profile partially appearing over his shoulder as his hand held the phone high by the side of his body. It wasn’t the best picture he had ever taken of himself, but it was nice. His butt looked pretty, just like his hair. However he still couldn’t stop the nervousness bubbling up in his stomach, making him wonder if a stranger he met at a bar was worthy of that picture. Maybe Jimin was a bit too desperate for sex, trying to shove a certain mistake he had made with a certain someone to the back of his mind. But it didn’t matter – at least the bar guy  was cute, didn’t seem like an asshole – and for god’s sake it was just sex.
Jimin selected the picture and rolled the page of his contacts down until he found the newly added number. Jonghyun. He took a deep breath, placing his thumb just above the name and then squeezing his eyes shut – like that was going to stop the embarrassement of doing what he was actually doing – to click on the screen, instinctively dragging his finger to the send button afterwards – eyes still tightly closed. Jimin only allowed himself to open them when he heard the sound indicating that the message had been sent coming out of the speakers of his phone.
He released the breath he was holding back and stared at the sent picture – there was nothing to do now, it was done. Relief almost settled in his chest, the burden of doing the most difficult part having left his shoulders – when Jimin realized, in a silent gasp of horror and dread, that Jonghyun hadn’t been the one he sent the picture.

Jungkook – online

Oh
my
god.
Jimin was mortified for a second until the sign of seen appeared on the screen and he completely freaked out.

You – 9:12 pm
[image.jpg]
JNU
JUNGK
JUNGKOK
DONT OPNE IT
I
SENT IT BY MSTHAJE
MISTAK
OMG
DOTN OEPN

He couldn’t fucking believe it. Universe must probably really hate him like crazy, because, fucking Jeon Jungkook from all people.
Fucking Jeon Jungkook, the stupid little shit Jimin had had sex with five days ago, because they were both too drunk to be thinking straight. Jeon Jungkook the biggest fuckboy Jimin had ever met – and surprisingly, the best friend too. He couldn’t fucking believe it. He had spent the last couple of days fucking and being fucked by plenty of different guys just to erase the drunken memories of Jungkook’s body on his – Jungkook’s lips on him, kissing him and sucking bruises with a hunger as if the world was falling apart around them. And even though it were just blurry flashes of a very fucked up night, it still brought things to Jimin’s stomach he didn’t want to bother finding out what meant. He just needed to forget everything and then it would be okay.

Jungkook – typing…

Oh god.

Jungkook – 9:13 pm
fuck hyung

Jimin’s heart stopped in his chest.

You – 9:13 pm
did u open it???

Jungkook – 9:13 pm
yeah it was kind of too late
god

Jimin wanted to die and bury his entire body into the biggest hole he could dig with his own hands. His cheeks were burning red, so hot it was tingling his skin. He didn’t know what to do, so he just kept terrifiedly staring at Jungkook’s name until the word ‘typing…’ appeared again.

Jungkook – 9:14 pm
hyung i know you told me to forget but how can i now
u have just fucked up my stability
i’m so hard

Jimin tightened the phone on his hands, the sides of the metalic thing burying on the skin of his sweaty palms, his breath hitching. He closed his eyes, trying to steady the flow of oxygen entering his lungs, but his phone buzzed against his skin again and his eyes snapped open in a heartbeat.

Jungkook – 9:15 pm
pls dont do this
u can’t just send me this and keep quiet as if nothing happened
i want to touch you
i want to touch myself thinking about you
fuck
hyung im really so fucking hard please talk to me

But Jimin was barely breathing. He could only feel his heart pulsating in every inch of his body, the furious muscle knocking against his ribcage violently. His own cock started twitching inside his pants, Jungkook’s words arousing him a lot faster than it should.

Jungkook – 9:16 pm
you have the most perfect ass
i want to get my hands on it again
my biggest and only regret of that night was not being sober enough to remember every single detail about you
i want to have you again so bad hyung
i could do whatever you asked me too
i could suck you so good you’d come in my mouth crying my name

Jimin whined out loud, not being able to repress the painful hardness between his legs anymore. Jungkook’s tongue and mouth on him was the most vivid memory he had of that night – and it was fucking up his head.

Jungkook – 9:17 pm
i could eat you up like you have never been before
i’d make you scream
and beg
you’d like that right

Jimin gasped this time, his hand going down to cup his painfully hard cock before he could realize it. He heard the tiny moan falling out of his lips as he rubbed it through the fabric of his boxers, precum having wetted it like it never did before.

Jungkook – 9:18 pm
fucking talk to me hyung
please
im touching myself and i think im going to come but i want u
i want you jimin please

Fuck.
Jimin took his hands of his boxers – a tiny whine of complaint forming in the back of his throat –, fingers finding the button he wanted on the screen of his phone before he could think about what he was actually doing.
Jungkook answered in the first ring.
“Shit.” Jimin heard Jungkook’s breathy voice at the end of the line, making him clasp his knees together in response, thighs pressuring the tingling head of his sensitive dick against his stomach, needing some kind of friction so he wouldn’t lose his mind, “Hyung, fuck. Mmmm… ha… H…hyung, say some…thing, please.” There was a pause, Jungkook’s loud breathing completely filling Jimin’s ears along with the obscene sound of his hands working himself up and down. Jimin moaned. “Shit. Shit, hyung, do that again. I need to hear your voice, please.”
He swallowed hard, throat dry and mind dizzy, too clouded from scenarios picturing Jungkook jerking himself off thinking about him.
When Jimin’s voice finally surged, it was deep and hoarse, drowned in a lust he didn’t know he possessed.
“Come over.” He murmured, breath failing on the last syllable. “Now.”

anonymous asked:

How would mx react to their s/o subconsciously instead of holding their hand only holding one of their fingers? ❤

hello hello! I first of all apologize for responding so late. I hope I understood the scenario right but if not let me know. thanks for requesting this was in my head all day!  ❤

Shownu: he’d probably be a little shy. and it’s probably because you moved your hand because it’s hot and you know holding hands will make your hands too sweaty too fast. so he might get a little nervous at that point and you’d probably squeeze his finger to reassure him it’s not a bad thing. but it’s just something you do and you always nudge him to let him know its okay.

Wonho: he’d probably whine a little bit, but it’d be in a joking way. he’d try to fit his entire hand in yours and you’re going to keep moving yours away. this is probably going to go on for about five minutes, with him telling you how lonely his other fingers are before he gives up and lets you both walk like that.

Minhyuk: he’s used to holding hands with you a lot so he’s going to notice when you switch it up. but depending on if you’re teasing or you’d rather just hold onto his finger he’ll let you and he’ll even swing his finger in your hand. he’s going to smile about it and not really say anything except that you’re cute.

Kihyun: he’s going to notice but maybe not comment on it. he’s going to let you do as you please but he might laugh for a second and ask you what’s up. even if you have no explanation and there’s no real reason he’s not going to switch your hands back. just place a small kiss on the back of your hand and continue on until your hands fit together again.

Hyungwon: he probably won’t notice at first, because you’ve done it so much before. he probably won’t get why you do it but he’s not going to ask, other than give you a really funny look each time it happens. each time you get that look though you’re going to remember to tug on his finger just a tad more until he’s yelping and giving you the same look back.

Jooheon: he’s probably going to laugh and look down a few times. and if you don’t notice at first he’s going to tickle your hand with his other fingers and the sensation’s going to freak you out so much that you do notice and you yank your hand back at the same time. he’s probably going to laugh then and instead you take his whole hand next time.

Changkyun: he’s going to be casual about it, or as casual as you are about it. which means when you grab onto his finger he’s going to swing it instead. but then he’s probably going to tug his finger out just in case you really didn’t notice, which makes you either grab his finger back or refuse to hold his hand for the rest of the day. 

At one point Sam’s temperature climbs above 108 and he goes down hard in the bunker’s hallway, wandering half-delirious with Dean fluttering anxiously at his side. Dean sees Sam start to crumple in his periphery, catches his brother by the underarms and lets his dead weight carry them gracelessly to the ground.

Then Sam starts seizing.

Dean gets a thigh wedged under his head to keep it from banging against the cement while he lies twitching and jerking on the floor, holds him steady like that with fingers wound tight in the fabric of his shirt. There’s saliva foaming up between his lips, dribbling down the sides of his face and his breath is making an awful choking, rattling wheeze in his throat. Dean tilts his brother’s head to clear his airway, hangs on with adrenaline and sick dread churning away in his stomach.

Eventually the spasms stop and Sam goes still. Dean keeps him there on the cement, head pillowed in his lap, rubbing circles into his shoulder and speaking soothing, senseless things while Sam’s eyelids flutter—the way he used to when Sam would have nightmares, or when the hallucinations got so bad there were long bleeding scores on his arms and throat where he tried to claw out the maggots he saw writhing there.

Like those times, it takes a while for Sam to come back to himself. His eyes are half-open but unfocused, failing to take in much of his surroundings. His lips are parted and shining, moving a little as he sucks in air rhythmically. Dean mops the saliva from Sam’s chin with the cuff of his shirtsleeve, smooths the sweaty hair back from his forehead.

Sam is still searing hot to the touch. Burning up from inside. Transforming.

Dean hangs on tight tight tight—prays with all his strength Sam won’t crumble to ash beneath his hands.

Fantasy 8...

Wrong place & the right time…
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No one is home… This never ever happens. There is always someone either a child or the husband around. But today my house is quiet. To bad i still have stuff to do so laying around and being lazy are not gonna happen. Time to get cleaned up and start my day. I mean not that taking a shower is a real hardship. My shower head is amazing and she’s about to be used!! No better way to start my day then getting fresh, clean and an orgasm. My shower is hot and ready for me. Lathering my hair up getting that nice and clean running my hands through my long blonde stands. Getting the conditioner in and running my fingers though it. I’ll let that set while I wash. After lathering my loofa up and scrubbing my body down. Now that the necessities are takin care of time to rinse off and get to the good stuff. Feeling my skin fresh and clean and wet and slippery. My fingers grazing over my body. Caressing my breasts. Pulling on my nipples. Running my hand down my chest and stomach down to the promised land. I prop my foot up on the shower bench and aim the shower head on my pussy. My hand back to my breast while I aim the pulsating water right where I need it. And oh baby it feel SO damn good!!! Head back, pinching my nipple, picturing a man on his knees with his mouth latched onto my pussy. Now there is a lovely image. Feeling his mouth working my entire pussy. Just as it’s really starting to feel good. I hear my doorbell. Ugh fuck fuck fuck…. i now hear the person knocking too. They are not going away. I grab my towel and turn off my water. I wrap the towel around me and make my way out of my room and down the hall. From the top of my stairs I can see someone still standing at my front door and I see them reach of the doorbell again. Well shit no time to put on clothes. I make it down the stairs from the upstairs to the main level then down the stairs from the main level to entry level. I see that it’s a man at my door. I crack it open being that the only thing I’m wearing is a towel. The man looks shocked to see a wet and practically naked woman open the door. I’m struck silent by this handsome man who is at the door. Holy crap he’s hot! He tells me he is there for an appointment with a person I have never heard of. I inform him that he has the wrong house and he says no this is the address that I was given. Once he says the address I realize he has the numbers turned around. During our discussion I’ve opened the door a little bit more and as soon as I notice that I also notice that he has developed a strong interest in my breasts that are not completely contained by my towel. I tell him how he has the numbers turned around. He looks at the numbers in my house and chuckles. He does not seem to be in a huge rush to leave and if I’m being honest with myself I don’t want him to leave…. I’m loving picturing his face between my legs. I mean hello he did interrupt me mid play session. So I ask him what his appointment was for. He is just staring at me with the look of lust in his eyes I’m not to sure he even heard me. Ya know what fuck it… I’m home alone and I would like to get off. I step back and drop my towel. He finally snaps out of his fog and looks me in the eye. Do you wanna come inside and have and “appointment” with me?? He does not even hesitate. He steps in and shuts the door. Well he’s game!! Let’s play. I go and kneel on the stairs and look over my shoulder. “No need to waste time drop your pants show me what you got and get to it.” And then it’s on. He drops his pants and he is behind me so fast… he’s hard and ready and huge!! Yes!! “Come fuck me baby. Do what my husband doesn’t” he strokes his dick twice approaches me and positions himself at my entrance and pushes himself Home… damn that feels good. He’s huge and hard and I’m gonna cum with someone other then myself. He grabs my hips and uses them for leverage. The thought of fucking a stranger in my house is so damn hot I’m not gonna last I’m gonna cum quick and I’m gonna cum HARD!!! I can tell that he’s excited about it too. He’s fucking me so hard and fast and damn it feels good!! I’m already close but I want this to last a little bit. Suddenly he stops. Tells me he does not have a condom on and does not have one to put on. Well I’m on birth control… “are you clean?” He adamantly let’s me know that yes he is. “Ok you give me an amazing orgasm and I’ll let you fuck and cum in my ass” This seems to light a fire under his ass. And he is fucking me with new kind of fierceness!!! Oh my god oh my god oh my god!!! Fuck it’s so Good!!!! I’m there I’m gonna cum and it’s gonna be good!!! It’s so good it feels like an out of body experience!! How can I cum so quick and so hard??? Damn I don’t care cause I did but lord…. He pulls his rock hard dick out of my pussy he is slick from my orgasm and he dips his fingers into my pussy coats them with my wetness and rubs my ass with them. After he has me ready to take him. He positions himself at my ass and slowly inserts himself. He tells me how tight and how hot and how he’s not gonna last. I tell him to fuck me hard i don’t want it gentle. And he does just that. He fucks me so hard I know I’m gonna feel it later. His fingers are digging into my sides so hard I know I’m gonna have marks I have to hide from my husband. But damn it feels so good I don’t care!! I can feel him start to swell and it starts triggering a 2nd orgasm for me. I reach my hand down and start to stroke my clit I’m going to get this orgasm and right as I start to cum I feel him shudder then explode inside of me. Oh man I’m spent utterly spent!! He pulls himself out and I can feel him dropping out of me. I stand up and turn around to face him. He looks so damn hot and he’s sweaty and looks thoroughly satisfied. He leans down kisses my lips and tells me that was worth missing an appointment. I laugh as I’m picking up my towel and walking to the front door. I hold it open for him and he leaves. I head back upstairs I need another shower. This time it goes quickly as I just need to wash my body. I’m now running behind. But like he said that was worth it!

The Joker x Reader - “Forgive and Forget”

You are 8 months pregnant. The Joker didn’t want the baby at all and you had a terrible fight. Again. In the heat of the moment, he pushed you down the stairs, wanting to get rid of both of you once and for all. This is something you can never forgive…or forget.

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You scream in pain while the doctor is cutting and snipping at your body under the bloody sheets. After that terrible fall you started feeling worse and worse and by the end of the day your bleeding won’t stop. The Joker brought you the doctor you usually use at your hideout and he is trying the best to help, but the situation doesn’t look too good.

“Would you give her something for the pain so she will shut up?” the Joker sighs, annoyed, watching you squirm from his chair.

“You…you son a bitch, you pushed me…” you utter through your clenched teeth, panting, feeling dizzy from the pain.

“I didn’t mean to,” he bitterly replies.

“Yes, yes you did, you never do anything you don’t mean…” you whisper, wanting him dead for what happened.

“Busted,” he smirks. “I don’t want you or your stupid kid, why didn’t you just die, hmmm? It would have been easier on everybody.”
Normally words like this wouldn’t hurt you, but now the circumstances are different.

“Shut up, don’t say that!” you beg him, holding tight to your sheets while the doctor injects you with a mild pain killer. He can’t give you something stronger because you’re pregnant. It doesn’t help too much but it’s better than nothing.

“I say whatever the hell I wanna say. And stop whining, you’re a hit woman, one of the best, so just tough it out, God dammit!” he scoffs, his eyes burning holes through you.

“I’m going to kill you for trying to get rid of my baby, I swear!” you scream, taking deep breaths, trying not to push. The doctor told you it’s not a good idea so you are trying to do just that.

“Well, fuck, just do it then,” he mutters, getting up from his chair. He takes the gun from his holster and comes to your bed, places it in your hand, then points it at his forehead. “Do it! Free shot! Come on! Do it!” J snickers, looking you in the eyes. Your hand is shaky from the agony you’re going through but you really want to pull the trigger. After a few seconds you just lower your hand, then you press it on the Joker’s chest, giving the gun back to him.

“Get out! I never want to see you again, you monster,” you whisper, feeling another wave of contractions will hit you soon. “Get out, NOW!!!” you shout as loud as you can.
“Gladly,” he smiles, placing his gun back in his holster. “I don’t need you, I don’t need anybody.”

You watch him getting out of the room and you hate yourself for that little part inside of you wanting him to stay.

“Come on, Frost, let’s go!” the Joker urges his henchman that was waiting at the door for him.

“Sir, how is she doing?” Jonny asks, starting to walk besides his boss.

Frost suddenly hears you scream and stops in his tracks. J continues to walk.

“Move it, I don’t have all night!” J growls at his henchman.

“Why…why are you leaving, sir?”

“Because I don’t want to be here, I don’t care,” he shakes his head, amazed Jonny didn’t get it yet.

“With all due respect, boss, I am going in there and I am going to stay with her, she shouldn’t be alone right now.”

“Wh-what?! I told you to come with me,” he licks his silver teeth, getting mad.

“She’s my best friend, sir, and you know it. I am going to stay with her.”

Frost turns his back on the Joker and starts walking to the room where you are kept.

Suddenly, J pushes him against the wall, getting in his face, irritated as hell.

“You dare defying me???!!!”

They stare at each other for a while until Frost slowly unclenches the Joker’s fists from his shirt.

“Sir, she shouldn’t be alone, both of them could die, do you realize that?…”
The Joker takes a deep breath, releasing his hold.

“I fucked up,” he slowly says, stepping back. “But then again I always do so it doesn’t matter.”

He passes his fingers through his hair and begins to walk towards the exit. In a moment of weakness, you scream his name when your pain reaches unbearable heights again.

J stops for a few moments, biting his lips, then covers his ears and runs out.

Frost pulls himself together and steps inside, trying to hide his grimace when he sees so much blood.

Jesus Christ, he thinks, scared for your life. In the meantime the doctor hooked you up to an IV and he’s trying to keep you conscious for as long as possible.

“Jonny, come here,” you faintly smile, exhausted, signaling him to come by you.

“How are you holding up, Y/N?” he frowns, taking your hand and kissing it.

“Not too good…He left?” you ask, feeling tears building up in your eyes.

Frost nods a yes and he squeezes your hand tighter, trying to comfort you.

“Promise me something, Jonny,” you plead with shaky voice.

“Anything, you know that…”

“If I die and my daughter survives, please don’t let him kill her. Please! Please take care of her and don’t give her away ! Would you do that for me?”

“He’s not going to kill her and you are not going to die, ok? Everything will be fine.”

“Oh, Jonny, you are such a bad liar,” you try to joke, bringing his fingers to your red, sweaty face. He caresses your cheek, not liking the fact that it’s so hot. You close your eyes.

“Hey, Y/N, do you remember when we were 14 and I asked you to marry me?”

You open your eyes again and look at him. You giggle a little bit.

“How could I forget?” you place your right palm against his, looking at your tattooed wedding rings. “We were so stupid we got these tattooed on the wrong hand.”

“My old man kicked my ass for this ink,” he laughs, trying to cheer you up.

“Mine too, I was grounded for 3 months,” you wink, but the discomfort you feel building up again all over your body makes you wince.

“I never told anybody what this means, do you know that?” he confesses, kissing your hand again.

“Me neither. I’ll never tell, it’s our little secret, right?”

“Right…”

“I should have married you at one point…” it’s the last thing you manage to tell him before letting out a loud scream.

“You should have,” Frost mumbles while the doctor starts moving around the bed frantically.

“She’s bleeding too much; I really have to stop the bleeding. Y/N, don’t push, please!”
“I…I…can’t…I’m trying…” you answer, loudly breathing. You let your head slip back on the pillow, all of the sudden feeling very tired.

“Y/N, don’t fall asleep,” Jonny sighs, struggling to keep you awake.

You didn’t fall asleep; you actually fainted from the blood loss.

As soon as your eyes closed, The Joker rushed inside the room, screaming at the doctor with the gun in his hand:

“If she dies, you die and everybody that you ever loved and cared for will die too, got it???!!!!”

There’s no way for you to know, but he came back after Frost got inside and waited at the door, listening. J actually almost made it to his car when something weird took place: he suddenly felt a strange pain in his chest and he thought his heart stopped for a few seconds. He stood there, trying to breathe, not understanding what is happening to him. He took another step and then all he was able to do was not to move, stunned, realizing that what he was feeling was probably remorse and regret. But he wasn’t too sure since he always told himself he really has no feelings.

The doctor was able to save you and the baby and when you woke up the only one still with you was Frost. The Joker didn’t want you to know he came back but Frost told you anyway. You didn’t care; all you cared about was to run away into safety, as far away from Gotham and HIM as possible.

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You covered your tracks very well, jumping from one identity to another in the following year, moving from LA to Boston, New Jersey to Washington, and now New York for the next month or so. You barely keep in touch with Jonny too, afraid the Joker might sniff you out.

You are heading back to the house on the lonely alley that leads to your fence, holding your daughter in your arms. She keeps on talking gibberish, pulling your earring with her tiny hand.

“Auchie, Evie, that hurts, baby girl. Stop doing this to mommy, will you?” you bounce her into your other hand, starting to look for the keys in your purse.

“Need help with that, Baby Doll?”

Your hand freezes on your handbag and you slowly lift your eyes to see J right in front of you. You gulp, panicked, holding your daughter tighter and turning sideways so you can protect her better in case he tries something.

“How…how did you find me?” you wince, wishing you had at least a knife on you.

“I…ummm, persuaded good ol’ Jonny to tell me. You know I can be very convincing,” he tries to joke but it freaks you out. “Don’t look so scared…Mrs. Frost. I took the liberty of looking through your mail box. Now, that was a shock!” he dramatically gestures with his shoulders. “I didn’t know that was one of your identities, Princess. Now, are you coming back and work for me again? I have a huggeee black list for you to take care of.”

“Go to hell!” You gather your courage and start walking, passing him by as fast as you can. His grin freezes on his lips when he notices how upset you are. You lift Evie higher on your hip and she keeps on waving at her dad, happily smiling for some reason, probably liking his green hair. As the distance between you two grows, you hear him say:

“She looks just like you.”

You keep walking, trying to get to the door when you realize the porch is full of flowers so you can’t even get there. You start kicking the flowers, annoyed and the frustration building up inside you makes the tears rolls on your face without you even noticing. Why did he have to find you? Now you have to move again, and fast.

“Can I see her?” The Joker’s voice is right behind you and you turn towards him, holding Evie so tight she starts whimpering, uncomfortable. You fastly wipe your tears with one hand, backing out.

“If you touch my daughter I WILL kill you, mark my words! Why are you here? Leave us alone, you didn’t want us!” you yell so loud it makes you tremble.

Evie starts crying, scared; she doesn’t know what’s going on. You try to soothe her, rocking her in your arms while staring at the Joker’s blue eyes, completely ready to do something crazy if you have to.

“I’m dying…” he whispers, looking away, hoping you will feel sorry for him.

“We all die!” you shout, kissing Evie’s head and stepping back again when he comes towards you.

“I don’t have much left so I guess you could say karma is a bitch, hmmm? Cancer is going to kill me soon so I just wanted to see you one more time.”

“Please go away,” you whisper. You are so distracted and tense you barely hear what he’s saying.

“Don’t you feel sorry for me?”

“No, I know you’re lying, you bastard, I can always tell when you lie!” you huff, trying to find your keys again.

“Yeah, you could always tell when I bluff, one of your special talents…” the Joker sadly smiles, taking another step towards you.

“Stay right there, I mean it!” you threaten him, aggravated, wiping more tears from your face. Evie buries her little head with ponytails in your chest, cooing.

“Can I hold her?”
“You must be shitting me! Try to touch her and you’ll see what happens to you!!!” you start bowling, finally getting the keys out of your purse and trying to open the door.

“Here, let me help you,” he tries to reach around you and you push him away, crying so hard you can’t even see the lock.

“I said go away!!”

His hands grab you from behind, stretching to reach Evie too.

You struggle to escape and he presses himself against you, making you unable to move since you are holding your daughter too.

“Don’t touch my kid,” you beg him through tears, afraid he will hurt her. “Don’t you dare…”

“I am not doing anything, Princess, I just wanted to hug you both,” the Joker mutters in your ear before letting go, lifting his hands in surrender when you turn towards him. “Can I please hold her?” That’s a word he’s not too familiar with.

“No, never…” you shake your head in denial, forgetting to cry.

“Can you forgive me?”
You give him such a look he feels that weird pain in his chest again.

“N-never,” you cut him off. “I will never forgive or forget what you did.”

“And I don’t want you too,” he is fast in agreeing. “…Can I see her at least?”

“No, she’s upset,” you caress her back, leaning against the door, sniffling.

“Can I just sit here and look at you two?”

You close your eyes and slowly turn Evie towards him even if she fights it.

“Here she is, now leave,” you command, moving her back in the safety of your embrace after a few seconds.

“She really looks like you, baby Doll. And I like the name; but you could have asked me too when you chose it… Sorry, bad joke,” J sighs, seeing the sour expression on your face.

“Go away, J, I don’t want you here.”

“You know, it’s not a good feeling…not being wanted I mean.  Must have been worse for you, after what I did.”

“Don’t you dare playing your mind games with me!” you frown, rocking Evie again because she’s getting impatient.

“I’m not, I swear,” he reassures you, watching you unlock the door and getting inside your house. “Can I come in?”

“NO!” you slam the door in his face, locking it behind you.

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You keep on watching him patrolling up and down your porch all night until you fall asleep with Evie on the couch.

When you open your eyes in the morning, it takes you a few seconds to realize she’s not there. Did she crawl down the couch? Sometimes she does that.

“Sweetie, where are you?” you ask, worried, starting to look around the living room, then head towards the kitchen when your heart stops: the Joker has Evie on the kitchen table, holding her waist while sitting on a chair in front of her.

“You are cute, you know that? You look like me too,” he smiles and her eyes get big, no doubt mesmerized by his silver teeth. “I can’t believe I almost killed you,” he talks in a low voice, stroking her cheek and she giggles. “Your dad is a jerk, did you know that?”

“Hey, what the fuck are you doing? How’d you get in here?” you shriek, darting to get her.

“Back door,” J points towards it, and you snitch Evie away. “It was opened.”

Dammit, with everything going on you forgot about the stupid back door.

“Out of my house, now!” you snarl, unhappy J touched Evie.

“I didn’t do anything to her, we just…caught up,” he cracks his fingers, yawning. “I’m so tired, didn’t sleep all night. Can I crush here?”
“No, get out!!!”
Evie is starting to reach her little hands for the Joker when he waves at her.

“See? She knows I’m her dad, lemme hold her, I think she likes my hair,” he snickers, happy at his little victory.

Evie keeps on reaching for him while you struggle to keep her calm.

“No, baby, he’s a bad man,” you tell her and she starts whimpering because she can’t get to him.

The Joker rises up and walks towards you with his arms reaching for his daughter.

“Come on, I want to hold her!”
She squirms really badly and whines until you finally let him have her.

“See? I’m not doing anything,” he emphasis, reaching for the back of his jacket with one hand. He takes out his gun and gives it to you:

“Here, it’s loaded; you can shoot me at any time. But I’m not going to hurt her.”

He then starts walking around the kitchen, lifting her up while she laughs and screams, delighted. It makes your skin crawl.

“I’ll never forgive you,” you remind him, aggravated.

“I don’t want you to,” he stops for a moment, looking your way, wanting to hug you but you will probably pull the trigger so he gives up on the idea. He starts playing with Evie again. “Can you please change your identity? Mrs. Frost sends shivers down my spine.”

“Don’t care,” you grouchily reply.

“Fair enough, hmm?” he addresses Evie while she bounces in his arms, excited. “Mom can keep it for a while.”

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Speaking of the Devil (Draco Malfoy x Reader)

Prompt: Draco’s girlfriend getting comforted by Draco himself in a really special way. ;)

Requested: Yes. (4 times)
Word Count: 1,695.
Warning(s): SMUT, fluff.
Note: That was so intense for me to write holy crap.

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You were bored out of your mind, staring out of the window in Potions while Slughorn was talking about some other, stupid potion. Every time you looked at the clock, it’s been seconds since the previous time when you looked at it. Everything was going so slow at school. It felt like you’ve never got some spare time, and oh man, boyfriend Draco knew everything about it. Your relationship wasn’t going so well since you’ve been very busy with school lately and you guys didn’t do things as much as before. And when you were together, it was always you complaining about no freedom and him comforting you.

“Miss Y/N Y/L/N, please head to the headmaster’s office,” you heard and immediately you looked up from the window. What? Where was that voice coming from? Neither from the speakers nor from someone who would be standing at the door.

Your classmates looked at you and even the teacher looked pretty pissed about the interruption.

“Eh…” you said nervous and started to pack your things. You slung the backpack on your back and without saying anything else, you left the classroom, heading to the office

“What the hell did I do?” you groaned at yourself and just when you wanted to walk along a corridor, two strong arms grabbed you by your hips and then one hand clapped in front of your mouth.

You screamed and kicked the person behind you and when you hit his crotch, you heard him hiss and he let go of you. It was obviously a male because of the amazing strength in the arms. Reminded you of your boyfriend.

Speaking of the devil.

“Y/N! What the hell!” he laughed and when you turned around, you saw Draco, standing up because you kicked him to the ground.

“Oh my god sorry Draco, I-I didn’t…”

He shook his head and laughed. “Babe, doesn’t matter,” he said and he wrapped his arms around you.

“What are you doing here? Was it you, who I heard in class?” you asked, knowing the answer already.

“Yeah,” he said, making you furrow your eyebrows, “I took some potion I got from the Weasley twins. Otherwise you would recognize my voice.”

You gasped and hit him in the chest playfully. “You are such a dork, oh my god.”

“But I am your dork,” he grinned as he rubbed your back. You smiled and backed away, but not that much so you were still in his arms.

“What are you doing by the way?” you asked him and you two started walk towards the Slytherin common room.

“Surprising you, thought you could use that,” he said as he placed his lips on yours without waiting for a respond. You reacted immediately and he started to make it rougher by squeezing your bum. You gasped and he slipped his tongue inside your mouth. You couldn’t help but smile and hummed by how smooth Draco was.

He let go of you and smirked. “Let’s continue this, shall we?” he asked and you nodded with a smile, before you were heading to the common room.

“What’d you mean by continuing exactly?” you asked, looking oblivious on purpose. Draco smirked and acted like he was thinking. “I don’t know, how about a dinner in Hogsmeade,” he teased, you knowing he definitely didn’t mean it. But to tease along, you smiled and hugged him.

“Great idea, Draco,” you whispered as you pecked his lips. Confusing flashed across his face, but seeing you getting “excited” changed his mind to a real dinner. Eventually he groaned and murmured: “God dammit,” before arriving at his dorm to have a cuddle session with you.

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You started getting ready kind of early just so you’d be able to take your time and relax a little bit too. After your shower, you put on a pair of cute lace undies and a bralette and sat down on the floor in front of your big mirror, starting to brush your hair.

While your hair was still drying, Draco came into your room and saw you there, half naked, as he said: “Oh my god, babe, you’re so hot.” You kind of brushed it off as just a compliment and not really thought anything of it, until he came up to you, pushed your wet hair to the side and started kissing your neck.

“Draco, I’m trying to curl my eyelashes, can’t you wait until after dinner?” you said and he groaned and walked away because you rarely ever said no to any kind of sex with him but when you said “later” you meant it and he wouldn’t try and push it. So he went into your bathroom and took a shower like it was his own, damn bathroom.

When he came back into your bedroom, he only wore a towel and you saw very clearly that he had a hard on so you laughed as he rolled his eyes and went to get dressed. You started drying your hair with one hand and scrolled through Instagram with the other so you weren’t really paying any attention to him. 

After a couple of minutes your hair was finally dry, so you turned off the hair dryer and the first thing you heard, was Draco moaning. Immediately you looked up and saw him watching you in the mirror with one hand in his boxers, slow movements visible. 

“Oh my god, Draco,” you laughed at the effect you had on him. Getting up from your place on the floor, you climbed on the bed and straddled him. “Y/N, I need you so bad,” he said quietly. “You look so hot when you’re pleasuring yourself, how could I say no to you?” you mumbled against his neck as you started kissing your way down his body. 

The kisses were sloppy and slow and just as you were about to unwrap the towel from his body, he said: ‘No, Y/N, please, can we skip the teasing?’

You raised one eyebrow, palming him through his towel before lifting yourself up again and earning a groan from him.

‘Alright baby boy, let me show what you got,’ you whispered in his ear as you felt his heart pounding in his chest like crazy. You thought you heard him whimpering, but as soon as you wanted to do something else, he flipped you around as a surprised sound left your mouth.

When you looked up to his eyes, they were dark and full of lust, ready to drill you into the mattress and fuck you senseless until you were unable to walk to next couple of days. And god, if that didn’t work on you, then what would?

Yeah, nothing.

He slowly took off your freshly new panties as you slowly unwrapped the towel around his waist. Moment later you two were totally naked, your bralette was being thrown across the room. Not before Draco complimented you about how smoking hot you looked in it of course, but he didn’t feel a little bit sorry about ripping them of your chest.

The tip of his dick was touching your entrance, his head dipped in the crook of you shoulder, leaving hickeys all over the place. In one, swift move he entered you, groans and muffled profanities leaving your mouths as he started to pick up the pace.

‘Draco, oh- oh my god,’ you moaned his name, which made him go harder like you were encouraging him. You dug your nails in his back and left scratches every time he pumped in to you. The pain made him moan even more as he rested his forehead on your forehead, looking at your eyes so lustfully, finally getting what he wanted.

His pumps started to slow down, him not entering you fully anymore, so you took this opportunity to toss him on his back so you could ride him.

‘Y/N, oh,’ he moaned as he grabbed your hips while you were bouncing up and down his cock, the end hitting your g-spot every time you hit his hips. Your hand searched for one of his as you entangled your fingers with his, before you started to circle around him, Draco pushing his head into the mattress because of the different move you made.

When you started to slow down, Draco sat up a bit, leaning on his elbows as he pumped with your movements, skin slapping against each other. ‘Yes, yes, yes,’ you started to chant in moans when he hit the right angle, him going even faster as you couldn’t keep up with the pace anymore, tired of bouncing.

‘I’m… almost… there,’ you groaned and then again, Draco flipped you two over.

‘Me too babe, me too,’ he whispered in a husky voice as his thumb made circles on your clit, wanting to let you finish first like the real gentleman he was.

You screamed and tried to muffle it with screaming into his chest, but it didn’t really work. Seconds after your orgasm, Draco pulled out of you and came on your stomach, exhaling a deep, throaty moan. 

After some while, he collapsed next to you on your bed as you tried to catch your breath again, because bloody hell, that was probably the best sex you guys have ever had. And there was nothing to complain about, it was amazing.

Draco grabbed your hand again, this time tenderly and soft, like it was made out of glass, as he pulled you close, pulling the sheets over your two, sweaty naked bodies. ‘That was so great, Y/N,’ he breathed out as he started to play with your hair, your eyelids starting to get heavy even though it was only 7 pm.

'No diner I guess?’ you whispered as you felt Draco chuckling heavily. 

'This was your desert.’ You giggled before nuzzling in his chest more, letting your eyes close as you were very tired all of the sudden. 

'Goodnight baby,’ he whispered as you responded with a sound that was supposed to sound like a yes, but after a couple of seconds you drifted off to sleep, Draco following minutes later with his arms secure around your body.

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This was so intense, my hands are sweaty, I feel so weird about this but it’s so hot… I JUST WROTE THAT WOAH.

Draco Malfoy doesn’t need a condom, he’s a damn wizard alright.

I listened to Frozen songs while writing this, it was so weird I’m laUGHING.

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anonymous asked:

Imagine harry fucking you hard and deep while he's on top of you. Being pressed so close together and both of you are hot and sweaty, panting into each other mouths, necks, ears and moaning every time he hits that spot. Youd tug at his hair and maybe he'd gently wrap a hand around your neck just to give you that bit of pressure and feeling of submissiveness that drives you crazy 'So good for me baby. So fucking tight and wet it's like you were made for me. Like your cunt was made for my cock'

WhAT THE FUCK JUST FUCK ME UP

little story

ok so in january i went to the usa for holidays, and when we were at the airport i was told that i had to declare my phone, so i went to the place where you know… declare objects and at the moment i had as homescreen that osoro shidesu sketch where she looks all sweaty and hot as fuck; so when i handed in my phone to the guy that was in charge he turned it on and cassually asked me to unlock it, THE THING is that i had a super common picture as a lockscreen, the picture he first saw (i think it was some palmtrees?) 

so i did as he told me and THE FACE that he made when he saw that Osoro picture was SO HILARIOUS, he was so shocked he couldn’t hide it, the dude even got nervous and i was like omg i can’t believe what my eyes are seeing. 

i totally fooled him into thinking that i was the typical dumb beatch here in my country but then BOOM look what a gay weeaboo i am.

i’ll probably tell this story to my grandchildren when i grow old

Call Me

Member: Woozi/Jihoon
Genre: Smut
Wordcount: 1,163


It was blissful. Pleasurable. Senses were heightened. Breaths were drawn out with raw, raspy voices. A clash of teeth. A buck of the hips. Him.

“Yes,” you whispered, digging your hands into the silken sheets. The deep red fabric started off shockingly cold against your bare back, but now it was uncomfortably hot. Not like you cared.

“(y/n)…” he murmured, lips brushing against your jaw and hands gripping your hips tighter. There were going to marks there tomorrow, you were sure.

A small whimper of pleasure slipped passed your lips as the knot in your stomach tightened. Close. So, so close. He smirked against your sweaty skin.

“Say my name.”

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Fantasy #8

No one is home… This never ever happens. There is always someone either a child or the husband around. But today my house is quiet. To bad i still have stuff to do so laying around and being lazy are not gonna happen. Time to get cleaned up and start my day. I mean not that taking a shower is a real hardship. My shower head is amazing and she’s about to be used!! 
No better way to start my day then getting fresh, clean and an orgasm. My shower is hot and ready for me. Lathering my hair up getting that nice and clean running my hands through my long blonde stands. Getting the conditioner in and running my fingers though it. I’ll let that set while I wash. After lathering my loofa up and scrubbing my body down. Now that the necessities are takin care of time to rinse off and get to the good stuff. 
Feeling my skin fresh and clean and wet and slippery. My fingers grazing over my body. Caressing my breasts. Pulling on my nipples. Running my hand down my chest and stomach down to the promised land. I prop my foot up on the shower bench and aim the shower head on my pussy. My hand back to my breast while I aim the pulsating water right where I need it. And oh baby it feel SO damn good!!! Head back, pinching my nipple, picturing a man on his knees with his mouth latched onto my pussy. Now there is a lovely image. Feeling his mouth working my entire pussy. 
Just as it’s really starting to feel good. I hear my doorbell. Ugh fuck fuck fuck…. i now hear the person knocking too. They are not going away. I grab my towel and turn off my water. 
I wrap the towel around me and make my way out of my room and down the hall. From the top of my stairs I can see someone still standing at my front door and I see them reach of the doorbell again. Well shit no time to put on clothes. I make it down the stairs from the upstairs to the main level then down the stairs from the main level to entry level. I see that it’s a man at my door. I crack it open being that the only thing I’m wearing is a towel. The man looks shocked to see a wet and practically naked woman open the door. I’m struck silent by this handsome man who is at the door. Holy crap he’s hot! He tells me he is there for an appointment with a person I have never heard of. I inform him that he has the wrong house and he says no this is the address that I was given. Once he says the address I realize he has the numbers turned around. During our discussion I’ve opened the door a little bit more and as soon as I notice that I also notice that he has developed a strong interest in my breasts that are not completely contained by my towel. I tell him how he has the numbers turned around. He looks at the numbers in my house and chuckles. 
He does not seem to be in a huge rush to leave and if I’m being honest with myself I don’t want him to leave…. I’m loving picturing his face between my legs. I mean hello he did interrupt me mid play session. So I ask him what his appointment was for. He is just staring at me with the look of lust in his eyes I’m not to sure he even heard me. Ya know what fuck it… I’m home alone and I would like to get off. I step back and drop my towel. He finally snaps out of his fog and looks me in the eye. 
Do you wanna come inside and have and “appointment” with me?? He does not even hesitate. He steps in and shuts the door. Well he’s game!! Let’s play. I go and kneel on the stairs and look over my shoulder. “No need to waste time drop your pants show me what you got and get to it.” And then it’s on. He drops his pants and he is behind me so fast… 
he’s hard and ready and huge!! Yes!! 
“Come fuck me baby. Do what my husband doesn’t” he strokes his dick twice approaches me and positions himself at my entrance and pushes himself
Home… damn that feels good. He’s huge and hard and I’m gonna cum with someone other then myself. He grabs my hips and uses them for leverage. The thought of fucking a stranger in my house is so damn hot I’m not gonna last I’m gonna cum quick and I’m gonna cum HARD!!! I can tell that he’s excited about it too. He’s fucking me so hard and fast and damn it feels good!! I’m already close but I want this to last a little bit. 
Suddenly he stops. Tells me he does not have a condom on and does not have one to put on. Well I’m on birth control… “are you clean?” 
He adamantly let’s me know that yes he is. 
“Ok you give me an amazing orgasm and I’ll let you fuck and cum in my ass”
This seems to light a fire under his ass. And he is fucking me with new kind of fierceness!!! Oh my god oh my god oh my god!!! Fuck it’s so Good!!!! I’m there I’m gonna cum and it’s gonna be good!!! It’s so good it feels like an out of body experience!! How can I cum so quick and so hard??? Damn I don’t care cause I did but lord…. 
He pulls his rock hard dick out of my pussy he is slick from my orgasm and he dips his fingers into my pussy coats them with my wetness and rubs my ass with them. After he has me ready to take him. He positions himself at my ass and slowly inserts himself. He tells me how tight and how hot and how he’s not gonna last. I tell him to fuck me hard i don’t want it gentle. And he does just that. He fucks me so hard I know I’m gonna feel it later. His fingers are digging into my sides so hard I know I’m gonna have marks I have to hide from my husband. But damn it feels so good I don’t care!! I can feel him start to swell and it starts triggering a 2nd orgasm for me. I reach my hand down and start to stroke my clit I’m going to get this orgasm and right as I start to cum I feel him shudder then explode inside of me. Oh man I’m spent utterly spent!! He pulls himself out and I can feel him dropping out of me. I stand up and turn around to face him. He looks so damn hot and he’s sweaty and looks thoroughly satisfied. He leans down kisses my lips and tells me that was worth missing an appointment. I laugh as I’m picking up my towel and walking to the front door. I hold it open for him and he leaves. I head back upstairs I need another shower. This time it goes quickly as I just need to wash my body. I’m now running behind. But like he said that was worth it!

Take It Off- BTS(Smut)

//a collection of short and smutty drabbles with Jimin, Taehyung, Jin, Rap Monster and J-Hope feat. lots of costumes and tons of fun… Hope you enjoy;)//

~smut warning, so proceed with caution and a fan, maybe some water too~



Good Girl Gone Bad- Jimin

Req: A scenario where the reader and Jimin dress up in sexy costumes for each other to celebrate Halloween! 


Originally posted by forjimin

“You’re not wearing… anything.” I say, slightly shocked to find him spread out on the bed before me. We were supposed to surprise each other with sexy costumes to celebrate Halloween instead of going out, a much different night planned than the harmless trick or treating. But instead of a costume, I find him in bare necessities, ready to get on with things.  

His smile is amused at the obvious nature of my statement. “Of course not baby girl. Wasn’t the point of this to be sexy?”

I laugh at his conceited statement, shaking my head and leaning against the wall as he sits up, taking me in. “And what is this you’re wearing?” The happiness is evident in his voice, making me more confident.

“You like?” I cock my head, the bunny ears brushing against the drywall.

“I love.” He emphasizes on the love, motioning me over me a long finger.

I propel myself off the wall and towards him, bare thighs rubbing together as I sit on his lap. My one piece bunny costume doesn’t cover much, but enough to leave some imagination for Jimin as the top is high enough to cover any cleavage that could spill out.

His hands immediately go between my thighs, tracing patterns just centimeters away from my aching core, licking his lips sensually as his erection grows against me. “You know I was kind of hoping for something with a little less… fabric.” He pulls on the lace trim of the costume playfully, a devilish smirk on his face.

“Sorry.” I shrug, not sorry at all. “At least you get to take it off.”

“True.” He agrees, moving his hands up to slip the straps down my shoulders. “You look so innocent, baby girl.” He comments, smiling as he leans to kiss the skin of my bare shoulder. “But I bet you’re so wet underneath this little outfit.”

I hum, threading my fingers in the strands of his silky black hair. “Only for you.”

He pushes the straps down further, exposing the swells of my breasts, taking great care in ensurance of a slow descent. “You’re so sexy baby.” He paints sloppy kisses up my neck, spreading my thighs with a free hand.

“Only for you.” I repeat, breathless with want and anticipation. “All of this is for you.”

He moves beneath me, long hard length sliding against the outer part of my thigh with the motion, causing me to moan. “Tell me what you feel.” He instructs, sucking on the thin skin of mround my collarbones.

“Wet.” I groan, earning a deep seated growl from him. “So wet for you, Jimin.”

He groans. “I love it when you say my name like that. And I love how desperate you sound for me. And most of all, I absolutely love it when my good girl goes bad.”  


Prescription of Pleasure- Jin

Req: Could you do a Jin scenario where he’s dressed as a doctor for Halloween and when you finally get away from the boys he wants to “take care of his patient?” This is super embarrassing haha


Originally posted by jinkooks

Jin has been staring at me all night a possessive look on his handsome face as his eyes continuously rake down the front of dress, and over the black stockings, exposing the tiniest sliver of my pale thighs in between.

The doctors coat he’s wearing fits him so well, stretching over his broad shoulders and spreading down to mid thigh, tight jeans underneath. He swings his stethoscope between his long, thin fingers, tantalizing me with the entirety of him.  

And with every glance, every body sweep I can feel myself getting wetter and wetter, a puddle growing in my panties, too drenched to wear but with nowhere to take them off. Until now.

Most of the people have left the party, even the boys have begun to clean up and head downstairs to say their last minute goodbyes. I sneak into the nearest room, slouching against the wall by the door and trying desperately to catch my breath to no avail.

I want to touch myself so bad.

Wait, correction: I want Kim Seokjin to touch me so bad.

I trail my fingers up the hem of my dress, leaning my head back on the cool wall. I don’t get to reach my core until the door opens, Seokjin bursting in the room, face changing from frustrated to relieved as he sees me on the wall.

“You know this is my room, right?” His smirk doesn’t help my predicament.

“Um… no.” I clear my throat, moving to get around him. “I’m sorry, I’ll go.”

“Wait.” He grabs my arm, pulling me back so I’m right in front of him. “What were you doing when I came in here?”

My face blushes a bright red, looking down at the space between our feet as I reply. “Nothing.”

“Don’t lie to me, Y/N.” He spins me around and sets me flush against his chest, gasping as I feel the raging hard on he has through the thin fabric of our costumes. “Perhaps I could help you…” His hands trace down my stomach, fingering the hem of my dress. “The doctor wants to help his patient out.”

My breathing quickens, heart pounding with excitement as I let his fingers trace up my thigh, cool and velvety against my skin. My head fits perfectly in the crook of his neck, falling into him as his hand ascends higher and higher.

“And what does the doctor intend to do for me?” I ask, hot and breathless.

Jin’s hand pinches the innermost part of my thigh, the sensitive skin bringing shivers up my spine. “I think I know just what you need.” His voice is husky and deep. “A prescription of pleasure.”


Some Serious Fun- V/Taehyung

Req: Can I request a V smut where he is dressed as the Joker please? V as the Joker has got me feeling some type of way recently


Originally posted by blvck0cean

The party is loud and crazy, people dancing, yelling, drinking. I’d never thought I’d be this bored at a party. Never thought I was that girl who just sat on the sidelines with fruit punch and laughed as everyone got wasted and pregnant. But here I am, at my friend- with the occasional benefits- Halloween party complete and utterly bored out of my mind.  

“Why so serious?” An amused voice comes up from behind me, scaring me out of my bored stupor. I startle, turning to find a very decked out Taehyung, white face, dark eyes, and red lips extending over his high cheekbones as he smirks down at me.

“Bored.” I purse my lips, taking a sip of my drink before sighing.

“I have an idea of what we could do.” His smile grows with mischief, the green of his costume bright against the dark purple. His hair is frizzy, gathered all to one side with little black studs in his ears. Even though it’s supposed to be fun, he looks hot as hell in this Joker get up.

“Oh, yeah? And what is that?”

“Well, I was thinking. There is a perfectly empty room just down the hall…”

My core flares with heat, zinging through my veins and coursing through my body.

“Hmmm. I don’t know.” I tease, poking his chest, the one I know is pale and perfect, toned with muscle and definition. “I’m having gobs of fun right here.”

“Oh, is that so?” He leans in close, breath fresh and minty, voice husky and light. “Didn’t you just tell me you were oh so bored?”

“Not convinced yet Tae.” I lick my lips, shaking my head with a smile.

He tracks his nose along my jaw, breath hot against my skin and hands smoothing patterns down my bare arms. I can feel my resolve breaking, wanting nothing more than to get hot and sweaty with him in the back bedroom, to smear all that makeup on his pretty face.

“Come on.” He flicks his tongue along my neck, wetting it with saliva and lust. “It’ll be some serious fun.” His hands grip my waist roughly, pulling me to him.

I suppress a chuckle at his word play. “You’ve convinced me.” I relent, pushing us back through the crowds and towards the hall. “Now let’s see if you can live up to those expectations.”


The Cats Meow- Rap Monster

Req: Umm.. How about a Namjoon smut where you dress up to be his “kitten” for Halloween? Thank you!


Originally posted by yoonkooks

I’m bent over the table, setting plates in their respective spots until I hear Namjoon’s voice at the door. I hadn’t even heard him come in, but by the look on his face I assume he’s been there a while. “What a nice surprise to come home to.” He says, not looking at the dinner I made special for him, but at my ass.

I’ve been making him Halloween dinner for the past six years, back when we were just friends all the way until now, as lovers. I’m dressed up as his sexy kitten, just like how I’ve heard him spew fantasies about with the boys when he thought I wasn’t listening. But, trust me. I was.

Rolling my eyes I continue to set the table, laughing at his hungry gaze. I stand up to find his hand pressing against my back, leaning me back down and rubbing a hand along the curve of my spine. “Hmmm. This is great, Kitten. Daddy wants to see this more often.”

“Maybe ‘Daddy’ could go fetch a spoon?” I ask lightly, ignoring the growing tent in his pants.

“The only thing I want to spoon is you, Kitten.” He says seductively, pushing the hair off my neck and around my shoulder, exposing the unblemished skin of my back. “Better yet I want to hear you, moaning for me, purring for Daddy.”

I turn my head so I can look at him, finding his eyes already on mine, a simmering heat within their dark irises. “But I have dinner for you.”

“I bet it tastes so good.” Namjoon murmurs, his own track mind falling straight into the gutter.   

I decide to go along, feeling less and less concerned about the food with each of his husky words. “Then why don’t you have a taste? It’s ready.”

He gets on his knees, able to see my lace panties from the angle he’s getting, cursing obscenely with lust. He traces a cool finger against my hot thigh, not wasting time in slipping the wet underwear down my legs.

“Well.” He inhales deeply, pushing the hem of my dress around my hips. “Shall we find out what makes my kitten meow?”


Out Of The Friendzone- J-Hope

Req: Hobis reaction when you show him the sexy costume you bought for halloween (you are only friends yet) thank uu <3 (can u make it smutty pls? *smirks*) 


Originally posted by btsleepy

“Are you ready?” I ask him, taking one last look at myself in the bedroom mirror, the black leather clings to every dip and curve of my body, accentuating all the good things as I stick my leg out the door in taunting for him.

“Yes.” He laughs with a smile. The smile I know will be gone in the next five seconds, a smile I know will dissipate in a few seconds once I open the door. This is the first time he’s seen me in something so… revealing. The knots burned in my stomach at the thought that he may not like it. We are only friends, sadly for me never making it out of the friendzone. Taking a deep breath, I swing it open at last, revealing the tight playsuit with shorts and cute red stockings with bows at the top.

I do a little turn, giving him a nice long view of my butt as I lean down against the doorframe, looking over my shoulder with a mock seductive glare. “What do you think Hobi? Do you like it?”

He only hums in response, leaning back on the couch and continuing to stare at me. “Jesus, Y/N. Who are you trying to impress?”

“I hear there’s going to be tons of people at this party.” I shimmey a little as I turn around. “Gotta look good.”     

“On a scale of one to ten how easy could a guy get a boner looking at me in this?”

He barely thinks. “Probably a ten, seeing as I may or may not have one right now.”

“Oh my god, Hobi no you don’t.” I yell in surprise, eyes going down to where a pillow is covering his lap. I slant my eyes at him, pursing my lips. “You’re not funny.” I deadpan.

“And I’m not kidding.” He states, looking so serious.

I cross my arms, leaning back against the wall as I try to act cool despite my inner freak out. “Show me then.” I challenge, raising my eyebrows.

He shakes his head at me, laughing in disbelief before using his long fingers to push the pillow off his lap. My teeth sink into my lip as I bite back a whimper at the astonishing sight of him, the bulge in his pants rather impressive in size and seemingly in length.

My stomach churns with desire. I wonder how that’d feel inside of me, wonder how big he’d be and how good he’d feel stretching my tight walls out with hot pleasure. He looks at me, seeming to have similar thoughts as his eyes struggle to stay north of the equator.

And I don’t know what this is, but it’s definitely not the friend zone anymore.

Wetting his bottom lip he leans forward, a question in his eyes that I only cock my head to, a silent invitation for him to advance. “Well color me surprised then.” I say, voice drained of all it’s light hearted fun and replaced with something deep and passionate.

“Tell me something, Y/N.” He begins to stand. “On a scale of one to ten.” He starts stalking towards me, eyes alit with lust and fire, fingers tugging at the collar of my costume once he reaches me. “How easy is it to get this thing off?”


~Didn’t do Suga and Jungkook since those are Tomato’s babes to write for but hope you enjoyed nonetheless. Much love~

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Dating Jaehwan would include
  • A to the E to the G to the YO 
  • You’re cooking ?
  • ‘BUING BUING’
  • You’re cleaning ?
  • ‘ UJUJUJU”
  • You’re just freaking sitting ?
  • Aegyo attack
  • Laughing until you LITERALLY pee your pants 
  • ‘Please Jaehwan stop I can’t’
  • ‘No no but hear this , this is the best part !’
  • Skinship all the way but it’ll be so natural 
  • Holding hands whenever you go 
  • Or just whenever he get the chance
  • Outside
  • Inside
  • When there is a crowed or just alone
  • ‘Not like I’m complaining but my hand is getting a bit sweaty’
  • ‘I’m just too hot for my own good’
  • Ken isn’t the shy type so even if the members are around he would casually put his arm around your shoulders or make you sit on his lap & shamlessly flirts with you
  • If he get teased ?
  • Well guess who doesn’t give a flying fridge ? Lee Jaehwan
  • Will sulk if you ignore him & whine about it later on
  • Poking and pinching his cheeks & nose when he’s mad until he smiles
  • You’ll have to save him from Leo’s wrath 7 times out of 10
  • Taking you out on random dates
  • Knocking your door early in the morning with a big smile
  • ‘Jae it’s 2 am’
  • ‘Perfect timing for a Road trip !’
  • & Who would say no to that sunshine ?
  • When his favorite jam  comes on, be prepared to have a blast
  • Head banging until you get dizzy
  • Getting to hear his dumb jokes & puns
  •  Arcade dates 
  • Amusement park dates
  • Movie dates 
  • Playing boarding games with the members 
  • Competing against Ravi for Ken’s attention 
  • Karaoke dates , where you sing until your throat hurt & out off tunes
  • Jamming to One piece
  • or just chilling at some coffee shop
  • You’ll always have something to do & never have a blunt moment in your relationship
  • Nevertheless quiet moments with Ken were you do nothing or just enjoying a little chitchat will be so meaningful 
  • Always having eachothers back & always be supportive 
  • Having a cheerleader instead of a bf tbh
  • At times when he feels down & insecure just staying by his side & letting him lean on you will mean the world to him
  • His a precious sunflower
  • Playing with that fluffy hair of his
  • Having unspoken communication
  • Teasing you then running for his life
  • ‘Remember when you slipped and did a split and ur jeans-’
  • ‘SHUT UP’
  • Having ugly pictures of each other saved on your phones
  • Blackmailing 24/24
  • Always sending you Good morning texts & G-night ones when he is busy & don’t have time to meet
  • Late video calls with a tired puppy when he is on tour
  • Lot and lots of I love you / Miss you
  • Cheese cheese , too much cheese talk 
  • Getting you cute gifts from each place he goes to
  • Cuddles the hell out of you when he sees you after a long time
  • Excited puppy
  • Telling you about his journey without catching his breath and you’ll be like BREATHE Jeahwan BREATHE
  • Couple names
  • But mainly  ‘Baby’
  • -Babe’
  • -‘yeah ?
  • -Baaaaaaaaaabe
  • Yes Jae ? ~
  • -BABE
  • -WHAT-
  • -Nothing
  • Couple rings
  • Couple hoodies
  • Couple pulshies
  • COUPLE STUFF
  • Sending you random snaps and funny videos 
  • You wondering what good deed you did in your past life to be with such a sunshine
  • From Well planned dates to let’s go and figure it out , there is no in between
  •  Cute little pecks
  • to
  • Passionate making out /Jaehwan is such a good kisser HAVE U SEEN HIM ???/
  • Goes from cute to hot before you can say POTATO
  • and you’ll be like HOW
  • Jaehwan being extra SO EXTRA
  • Often asking you if you love him and why ,just for science you know
  • & you’ll always have the same answers but he just like to hear it
  • Constantly humming some song 
  • Visiting him at practice 
  • Listening to his melodious honey  like voice
  • Giving your opinion and ideas for a new concept
  • & he’ll  listen to every word you say
  • Being comfortable & honest with each other 
  • Having burp competitions 
  • SnAcKs
  • ChOcOlAtE
  • Teaching you how to draw because Kencasso
  • Making you listen to his ‘skill’ Which are basically : 
  • imitating a mosquito Or a tyrannosaurus 
  •  Making your ears hurt  because it’s damn too high pitched 
  •  Trying to convince you that his farm dog and street dog bark is different 
  • ’ I don’t see any difference Jae , they both woof woof ??' 
  • 'No if you listen carefully you will hear that the farm dog is more like WOOF WOOF WOOF and street is WAAF WAAF 
  • Kenahjumma 
  • Nagging your ears off 
  •  Kenahjumma club along side with Hakyeon 
  • Doing weird dance moves or just talking weirdly
  •  And you will just like stare and the members will be like yeah that happens
  •  Kendenis Making you fall on your knees from all the hotness 
  • -I’m the cute main vocal Ken
  • Jaehwan with glasses
  • Jaehwan with his hair up
  • Bashful Ken when you shower him with complements
  • ‘Stooooooop it’
  • Catching him looking at you or vise versa
  • Best friend kind of couple
  • Making people around you cringe to the fullest
  • Hongbin be like ‘I’m gonna puke’
  • Singing you a lullaby when you can’t sleep
  • Ken’s Lost Stars lullaby 🎤😴

Originally posted by narasae

Gif not mine cr goes to narasae

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H's Birthday: a dialogue between you and hungover Harry

A fluffy dialogue in which Harry is hungover, so you watch some Netflix, eat pizza and talk about Cleveland Steamers. 

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Against Closed Doors

Anonymous said: Can you write a full one shot for the flirting with sam to make Dean jealous imagine?

A/N: I don’t know why, but I’ve just got a thing for Jealous!Dean smut.

Word count: 3,177

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warnings: smut, slight possessive!Dean, dirty talk.

Imagine flirting with Sam to make Dean jealous because you know he likes you and he knows you like him, but neither of you are willing to admit it

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How You Like Me Now - The Heavy

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Your ankle brushed against something rough as you switched legs, crossing your right over your left and tapping the air softly, accidentally grazing the same thing again. A small huff of air filled the air, quiet and shaking. You hid a smile behind your book. Testing the waters, you started tapping again, although slower this time, almost as if you were massaging the denim pressed against your foot.

“Stop doing that,” Dean whispered, looking away from the pistol he was cleaning. “I know what you’re trying to do, but nothing’s gonna happen. Nada. Nope.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you said innocently, keeping your voice just as quiet. You glanced at Sam quickly, checking he hadn’t heard either of you. “Oh, is that your leg? I swear I didn’t even notice it.”

“Stick that with the rest of the books; you’re a terrible liar, Y/N.”

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Tiny!Dan and the iPad Piano App

Tiny!Dan and the iPad piano app

So I have this piano app on my iPad and it reminded me of tiny!dan

And so this was created!

This is another fluffy one so please enjoy!

Also @insanityplaysfics has also written some tiny!dan fics (v good smut, I aspire to write smut like that) so definitely check them out already if you haven’t yet (link here)

(but who am I kidding, you probably already have)

-Jay


One thing that Dan misses about being tiny was that he couldn’t play his piano. Usually if he was having a late night existential crisis then Dan would sit in his room and play the piano to help him forget. But he was just too small. He could maybe hit about three or four different keys before getting bored and tired and it was always too slow anyway.

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