my neck hurts watching this shit

Joker Imagine - Griggs abuses you

Originally posted by goktugeminsafli

Your P.O.V.

Where am I? What the fuck was going on?

Questions were racing through my mind and they didn’t leave me alone. There was a big on my head and I was tied tightly onto a chair. My heart was beating hard because this situation scared me. The last thing I remembered was being with Joker. We were just driving around Gotham city until Batman started chasing us. We thought we got rid of him and then everything went black. Now I was here.

I heard a few footsteps coming closer. If I listened closely I could hear someone loading a gun. Then the bag was torn off my head and a bright light welcomed me. I narrowed my eyes and looked around. I was surrounded by at least 20 heavily armed people. Instead of letting them know how scared I was, I put on an act.

‘’Oh hi’’ I laughed and leaned against the back of the chair. They looked very grumpy and even scared. Was I so scary? Then I faced the guy who took the bag off. He had brown eyes, a brown beard that was still quite short and even brown hair. His skin was tanned but still a little on the paler side. He was smiling.

‘’Well if it isn’t Joker’s girlfriend’’ He broke the silence. He sounded awfully familiar. ‘’The one and only’’ I answered him as calmly as I could. I swear if my arms and legs were free I would have knocked them down one by one already.  I tried to yank my arms free but the man didn’t like that. ‘’Oh Y/N you’re not home anymore. We’re in Belle Reve. You’re going to play by our rules now’’ The man warned me and made me stop yanking myself.

Ok he could hurt me if he wanted to. I looked around once more and saw that this place looked like a prison. Everything was metallic. ‘’I play by no one’s rules sir’’ I cleared things up. His smile faded and he kneeled in front of me. ‘’It’s Griggs. Also I think you should be careful around here’’ He thought out loud. I just rolled my eyes. That wasn’t good for him.

Griggs slapped me so hard that I grunted in pain. My left cheek started stinging like fuck and it caused my eyes to water but I wasn’t crying. I just started laughing. My laugh echoed in this weird place and I knew it scared these people. Griggs slapped me again but I forced myself to laugh no matter how much it hurt.

Ha ha ha

‘’Get the special stuff boys’’ Griggs demanded some people. Then I saw how half of the group walked away swiftly. ‘’What stuff?’’ I asked him curiously. Yes I seemed okay now but if I was free I’d kill Griggs. Where was J? Was he free? Would he come for me?

‘’You don’t want to know hottie’’ He shrugged strangely. I cringed once he called me hottie but I didn’t show that. ‘’My J won’t be happy about this’’ I warned him. His men came back with black suitcases. One of them was holding a gag ball and other weird looking things.

‘’I don’t care about him’’ Griggs admitted without thinking. It made my blood boil. How could he just say that into my face? Griggs opened a suitcase and I saw bottles full of chemicals. Although they were sealed, a very toxic smell filled up my nostrils. Someone else strapped the gag ball around my head and put it in my mouth. Just as the man did that, I bit him. Griggs noticed and wrapped his arms around my neck. ‘’Don’t you dare to do that again’’ He growled as his man walked away.

I couldn’t answer him because of the damn ball. Griggs groaned and then took his hands off of me. His grip hurt. I’m sure only that would leave marks. I just watched as he grabbed a tube that had two branches. I tried to shake my head as he put it closer to my face. I wouldn’t let that shit near me!

I screamed once another guy held my head and someone strapped it against the chair. Then Griggs put the tube in my nose and attached the other end to one of the bottles. My heart started beating faster. This was kinda terrifying. Suddenly a stinging smell made my breathing harder.My vision got blurry and I couldn’t control my body well. I just focused on that disgusting smell.

***

A lot of days passed. I didn’t know exactly how many but it felt like weeks. I was all alone in this rotten place. There was this cage that they kept me in and sometimes I got shocked if I touched the poles. Griggs and his men had tortured me with the weirdest things and I felt weak. I hated this place. Although i wanted to rather die than be here, I didn’t show that to them. I was in some kind of a prison suit. I had torn the sleeves off to make it look prettier.

‘’Well well well’’ I heard Grigg’s disgusting voice as he walked inside to the big area where my cage was. I smiled and hurried to the end of the cage. ‘’Hi Griggsy’’ I purred and flashed him my teeth. He just shook his head and looked away. ‘’What’s the matter?’’ I asked him with a fake pout.Damn the second I was out of here with my J again, I’d make sure Griggs would pay.

‘’You’re hot. If you weren’t so crazy I’d do something about it’’ He told me and it made me feel disgusting. The only one who could touch me like that was J. No one else. Just then something weird happened.

 A loud bang caused everyone to flinch. I screamed and covered my head with my arms. Griggs and his men started shooting but it was too late. Some people dressed in black suits were quicker and they started shooting Griggs men. I was astonished. I just stood in the corner of my cage and stared at the unbelievable situation. I didn’t want to get shot!

In the middle of the shooting and all the smoke I saw Griggs held down by two masked men. Grigg’s gun was gone and he was yelling ‘sorry!’ and stuff like that. Suddenly someone near me made me snap back to my own surroundings. The cage had been broken and one of the men dressed in the SWAT suits stood in front of me. As I looked closer I saw JKR on his chest. Hope lit inside of me.

The man took off his mask and then I saw him. Those blue eyes, red lips, green hair, everything was there. It was Joker! I wanted to cry but the first thing I did was different. I ran into his arms and I got as close to him as possible. His strong arms wrapped around my body and finally I felt like I was home.

‘’You came for me’’ I breathed out. I was in shock. But at the same time I was so happy. Joker ran his hand through my hair and then he sighed. ‘’Of course kitten. It took a while to find the way here’’ He explained with his raspy voice. Even his voice made me so happy. Tears rolled down my face now. I never wanted to let go of him. 

‘’We’re going to go home and get revenge. Then we can take a long warm bath and enjoy the fireplace with champagne. Okay?’’ he tried to make a plan with me. Oh god that sounded just perfect. I nodded and bit my lips together. We were going home.

HOW TO TREAT UR BITCH RIGHT: A Guide by Tamlin of the Spring Court

Hey everyone, it’s Tam. Me and my girl Feyre got the best love story of all time! I just got her back at my court, so imma tell you how to treat your bitch right like I’ve treated mine! (:

  1. If ur bitch about to die for you, don’t do nothing brave, just sit there idly and watch shit go down. lol you could get hurt brother! 
  2. Let’s say you manage to escape ur captor for like one night. What you gonna do? YOU GONNA GET THE BOOTY. that’s right my guy!! i mean it’s not like u and ur girl aint already done the do, but like if u wanna leave a good impression before she risk her life for u… give her Tamlin Jr lol
  3. when ur bitch bout to get her neck snapped, don’t do nothing brave, just sit there idly and watch another man jump in and try to save her. bc yo… u gonn be so tired after watching everything for days ://// like u already tried to give her one last night of magic sooo oh well
  4. If ur bitch gets up in tha middle of the night and vomits and has nightmares and shit, don’t wake up and help her, she’s independent, she can take care of herself
  5. ur bitch cannot take care of herself. lock ur doors. leave her with some toys and servants. she’ll be ok
  6. if ur bitch loses a bunch of weight all of a sudden, compliment her diet!! she look hella good
  7. ***IMPORTANT!*** if another man who wears the same fukin emo outfit every day made a bargain to take ur bitch on a bad vacation every month and she come back lookin healthier, its a trick.. he tryna fuk!!
  8. even tho ur bitch may have won a bunch of crazy ass trials and saved ur ass, she cannot defend herself 
  9. if your bitch tell u she ran away out of free will, its a trick
  10. if an evil king offers help get ur bitch back, take it bc he’s super trustworthy (worked for me lol)

Thats all for now! I’ll be back with book 2 soon!!

The Meme and His Tutor

Part 10: The Time Jungkook Broke His Finger

Recommended Song: All I Wanna Do (Korean Version) by Jay Park

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Summary:

It was meant to be a quiet evening. But when were things with Jungkook ever quiet?

Genre: Fluff, comedy

Pairing: Jungkook X Reader (Y/N)

Warnings: Swearing

Word Count: 4284

Length: 10/?

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Remedy (12)

Bucky x reader

Bucky’s POV.

Notes: trigger warnings! Implications of sexual abuse, mentions of torture, swearing, injuries, angst, fluffy, smutty, surgery, a very protective Bucky who knows exactly how to be sweet and careful.

TAGS ARE CLOSED! LIMIT IS REACHED!

Next part is nice and steamy and even more fluffy, promise :)

Originally posted by enochianess

If anyone were to ask me: ‘what’s the one thing you want most in your life?’, I wouldn’t even have to think twice about my answer. Because the one thing I want, is for Y/N to be okay and happy. Second to that is, that I want her to be happy with me. And for now, she is; but today I woke up with a determination to make her happier.

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Strike

As always, apologies for the delay. This one was a little tough to approach.

WARNING: Mild Violence
-Admin Plum

Originally posted by mountean

Heavy footsteps thunder across the apartment as the door crashes open. You sit up from your bed, panicked, until you hear your boyfriend’s voice mumbling incoherent sentences.

Throwing the covers off your body, you readjust your sweater while walking towards the living room.

“Hi Y/N,” Wonwoo greets you, grimacing as he heaves Mingyu’s body and drops him on the couch.

“Hey, be gentle with me you dolt, I’m priceless! Not even your liver could afford my face. Heck, you could sell all your organs and still be able to only afford one of my ears. Maybe. If you’re lucky,” Mingyu slurs, body swaying with every word.

You frown and Wonwoo rolls his eyes, “I have to go back and get his bag from the car. It was too heavy for me to carry,” he says as he closes the door and leaves you to deal with your drunk partner.

You eye Mingyu cautiously. You know he lets himself get drunk when he gets extremely upset or angry and seeing his narcissistic sass towards Wonwoo earlier, you realise it’s the latter. Which means you had to be extra careful.
He was an unstoppable force when his emotions got the best of him. He was like a mine; anything could set him and when that happens the only thing he sees is red. He destroys everything in his path, screaming and thrashing about until all of his anger is depleted. Unfortunately it usually ends up with you having to clean up after his mess or having to call a repairman to patch up a hole in your wall, again.

It wasn’t too often that Mingyu got drunk. But it was a vicious cycle you could live without.

You’d never been able to calm him down or get anywhere near him during this state. None of the members would let you. “Mingyu can get pretty physical when he’s drunk. We just don’t want you getting hurt,” You remember Seungcheol telling you the first time you had witnessed his drunken stupor. This is the first time you’ve been left alone with him and you ignore all of the precautions they had filled in your head.

“Hi Mingyu,” you mutter softly as you sit yourself beside him, attempting to avoid his arm that’s draped over the back of the couch. You try to keep your distance and to not look frightened but your heart races when the tips of his finger brush against your shoulder, “I-is everything ok?”

“No. Does it look like everything’s ok?” he replies. You don’t miss the abrasiveness of his tone but you shrug it off.

“Well then, would you like to talk about it? Talking always makes you feel better.”

Mingyu scoffs, “No I would not like to talk about it, ok Y/N? Just leave it alone alright? You’re so fucking annoying,” He mumbles as he gets up from the couch. His massages the temples on his head, trying to soothe the throbbing ache to no avail.

You clicked your tongue and rise to your feet. You were determined to get him to rest.

“Well, sorry I’m just trying to help Mingyu,” your tone was stern, almost scolding. It probably shouldn’t have bothered you as much, him calling you annoying, but it was a peeve that struck a nerve. Unfortunately, Mingyu could sense the hint of irritation in your voice.

“Can you just not? I don’t want your help, ok? You’re so fucking nosy. Just leave me alone.” His insult riled you up, cutting through the little patience you had left.

“No, Mingyu! Not until you tell me why you’re drunk. What’s been happening to you lately? Don’t think I haven’t noticed that you’ve been really checked out lately. I’m really worried about you but you won’t tell me anything anymore,” you retaliated.  You were trying to keep a level head but your own emotions were getting the best of you. He had been coming home later than usual and his current state wasn’t doing anything ease your conscience.

You couldn’t help but think of the worse. Mingyu was a handsome guy and had women throwing themselves at him left, right and centre. Was he getting detached from you because he had found someone else?

“Because you don’t have to know everything happening in my life, ok? Why are you so controlling?” His voice rises, “Can’t you just let me be? My head hurts like shit right now and I really don’t need you breathing down my neck.”

“I’m just trying to take care of you Mingyu,” you yell back as your approach him. “Is this really what I get for being worried about you? I can’t believe how ungrateful-“

The loud slap echoes in the room and your shouts dialled down to nothing as you staggered backwards. You watch as Mingyu’s gaze turned from fuming to surprised. His eyes were wide and his mouth agape in shock.

“Babe I-“

“Here’s his bag!” Wonwoo exclaims as he enters the room. “This thing weighs a tonne and- Y/N? Mingyu? What’s going on…”

Your hand rises to clutch the stinging red welt the open-handed smack had left on your cheek and it catches Wonwoo’s attention. He drops Mingyu’s dufflebag on the floor, not bothering to take off his shoes as he clutches both of your shoulders and stands in front of you, hiding you from Mingyu’s view.

“Y/N! What is that?” He asks but it doesn’t take him long to piece the puzzles together and before long you’re hanging on to his arm, desperately pulling him away from Mingyu.

“What did you do Mingyu?” Wonwoo shouts in rage.

“I’m-I…” Mingyu stutters.

“Wonwoo please, don’t,” you struggle keeping Wonwoo away from Mingyu, “It was my fault so don’t-“

“I don’t give a rats ass who started it, he never should have laid a hand on you,” he growls. He grabs your hand and pulls you out the door, “C’mon, you’re sleeping at the dorm tonight.”

You didn’t dare look back when Wonwoo led you away. A part of you wanted to stay with Mingyu but a large part of you was also frightened. Never have you thought about the possibility of Mingyu laying a hand on you like he had. The stinging sensation on your cheeks slowly grew numb but the unsettling feeling in your stomach grew worse.

The drive back to the dorm was silent. You were thankful that most of the members were asleep and that Vernon was awake to help pry you away from his nosy hyungs.

“Noona’s tired Seungcheol hyung, let her get some rest.”

The leader reluctantly nodded,  allowing Vernon to lead you to his room.
“Thank you, Vernon.”

“It’s the least I can do. I’m sorry you have to go through this. This is exactly why we don’t let you hang around Mingyu hyung when he gets too drunk.”

You sat yourself on the bed, eyes glued to the floor.

“Does he-has he hurt you guys like that before?”

“No,” he frowns, “Usually it’s just playful jabs but hyung’s pretty strong. We can take it but you…”

You nod, “I must have set him off.”

“What?”

“I kept prying. He told me to stop and I should’ve listened. It was my fault too,” you breathe.

You felt a hand grasp your chin and tilt it upwards. Your mouth quivered staring into Vernon’s large compassionate eyes. You couldn’t deny how mesmerising Vernon was up close. His eyes had always held a sparkle that drew you in and made you feel at ease. They held a childlike curiosity that never seemed to dim but right now it didn’t feel like you were staring at Vernon. It felt like you were looking into the eyes of a man with wisdom beyond his years.

“Don’t blame yourself for this. You were a victim of circumstance. Mingyu hyung loves you and in a sober state he would never, ever lay a hand on you.”

Vernon sat beside you, enveloping you in a warm embrace. His arm wraps around your shoulder but it doesn’t stop it from shaking. 

“But he did and now I’m scared,” you utter between sobs “and I don’t know if I can look at him the same way.”

-

The next morning was a struggle.

There was no way you could avoid Mingyu. Wonwoo had to pick him up for a schedule and you had to go home to get ready for work.

You spent all night without a wink of sleep, preparing yourself for when you saw him again but as Wonwoo escorts you up to your apartment the nerves kick in and you feel your brain shutting down.

“I don’t think I can do this,” you spin on your heels but Wonwoo catches you, tugging you by the waist. His grip is firm around your shoulders and you try to put all of your focus on him, to distract you from the looming aura of the door behind you, but it’s no use.

“You’ll be fine,” the dark discolouration underneath his eyes alert you that you may not have been the only one worried about the upcoming situation, “I spoke to him last night. He’s really worried about you and I know you’re scared, you have every right to be.”

His thumb gently caresses your cheek where a red shade lingers from Mingyu’s slap, “But he’s hurting too.”

You nodded meekly, stepping aside to allow Wonwoo to push the door open. You thought a lot about what state you would find Mingyu in when you see him. From the countless texts and voice messages he sent you expressing his guilt, you pictured a dishevelled looking Mingyu with tissues and junk food all around him.

But you found the opposite. The living room was immaculate and so was Mingyu. You didn’t mask your disappointment. He didn’t seem like he was hurting.

“Hi.”

“Hello,” your voice was soft and the only indication that he’s heard you is the small smile that gracedshis lips. For a while nobody moves and despite the temptation to run up to his tall frame and hug him, you don’t.

“I’ll give you two some privacy. I’ll be back in 15,” Wonwoo says. He flashes you an encouraging smile that does little to nothing to ease your nerves.

“Ok, thanks hyung.”

For a while the sound of Wonwoo closing the door was the only thing you kept replaying in your mind.

Mingyu notices your eyes travelling the room and speaks up, “I was really restless last night so I ended up cleaning the whole house…”

“Ah, ok.”

You’ve never felt so out of place in your own home. You couldn’t even bring yourself to move from the spot you were standing on or set your bag down. Looking around, nothing had changed but at the same time something had. You could feel it in the air.

Letting curiosity get the best of you, you sneaking a glance at Mingyu. He looked unaffected by last night. His eyes hadn’t left your figure since you walked in the door but you didn’t want to look at him. And now you really wish you hadn’t.

“How can you smile like that?” You scoff, taking a deep breath, eyes blinking several times after feeling a familiar sting.

Mingyu’s small grin falters, “I’m sorry I-I don’t um…I didn’t mean to.”

“Didn’t mean to? How about last night Mingyu, did you not mean that as well?”

“Of course not! Babe I wouldn’t dare hurt you like that on purpose!” He moves forward.

“But you did!”

Mingyu stops, startled by your outburst. You breathe in and wipe away the stray tears on your cheeks before giving him another glance, “But you did Mingyu and it hurt.”

You grip the handle on your bag, your eyes growing mistier.

You were only a few more paces away. All Mingyu had to do was get to you so he could envelop you in his arms but the closer he got the further you’d inch back. And every step you took away from him was like a knife to his heart.

“I don’t know how we can move past this,” you confessed.

Mingyu takes a hesitant step forward, “We can do it Y/N. I know it’ll be hard but we can-“

“Yes but how?” You question, the grip on your bag tightening.

Mingyu doesn’t answer. He’d like to know that too. He doesn’t want to let you go and everything was his fault, he was fine to admit that. He just wishes he knew how to fix his mistake.

“How do we move past this?” Your voice grew shakier as you continued. “I don’t feel safe around you anymore. I know what happened was an accident but it hurt so much. The pain after you hit me? That was nothing. My face felt numb and I couldn’t feel it after a while but when I thought of you the only thing that replayed in my mind was your hand colliding with my face and it frightened me.”

You dig the heels of your palms over your eyes, “I don’t want to be scared of you but I can’t help it…”

“Y/N…” Mingyu licked his lips, fighting back his own tears. He tries to reach for you but you flinch at his touch and drop your bag in surprise. You clutch the wrist he attempted to grab as if you’ve been burned.

Mingyu is hurt by your reaction. His hand hovers in the air before falling limp to his side.

“Aish!” He ruffles his gelled hair.

“How could I have screwed up so bad?” He cries, sinking to the ground.
“I’m really, really, really really, really, really, really sorry about what I did. I don’t want you to be scared of me. I never wanted you to see that side of me and now I’ve hurt you.” His voice is muffled as he buries his face in his hands.
Mingyu teeters on his feet causing him to fall on his bottom. He spreads his long legs in front of him and you can’t help but think of a pouty child. A gigantic pouty child.

“Mingyu…”

“I spent hours in the bathroom scrubbing my hands because I felt so dirty. How could I have let myself slap you like that?” He stares at his hands with discontent. Then he turns his eyes to you. His shoulders are shaking, his hair is a mess and his eyes are unmistakably red.

“Why are you crying?!”

“Because I’m disgusting! I slapped you and I’m sorry Y/N. I don’t think I can say that enough.” He gulps, using the back of his hands to wipe his eyes. “For as long as I live I won’t ever be able to forgive myself for letting my stress get the best of me and hurting you.”

“You’re so dramatic,” you sob, swiping at your own tears.

“But I’m being honest. I’ve tainted myself and as much as I don’t want you to leave me I won’t force you to stay,” he mumbles.

You avert your eyes from the hanging frame of the two of you back to his slumped figure.

“Ow!” He says when his back collides with the carpeted floor. He struggles to sit up with your arms latched around his neck but he eventually succeeds.

“I hate you.”

“I hate me too.”

“I hate that I can’t hate you,” you cry into his shoulder.

“I-what?”

“I hate how you can make me forget how scared I am of you in a split second. I hate how much I want to rip your head off for being so adorable.”
Mingyu cranes his head away from you, frightened by your words, “That’s a little extreme.”

“Shut up and listen.”

“Ok.”

You let out a long sigh and lean back on the back of your knees, “I really, really, really want to punch you in the face. I should still hate you for what you did but how can I when you’re such a child?”

“Does that mean you’re willing to give me another chance?”

Mingyu’s face lights up at your smile.

“Once chance,” you mumble, heaving yourself off the ground.

Mingyu stands up after you, giving you a quick hug. He shoots you a guilty grin after seeing your uncomfortable reaction from his sudden touch.

“One chance,” he repeats. “Thank you. I won’t let you down.”

“I really hope not.”

New Years by the Bottle (Part 2)

Dean x Reader

Word Count: 2,184

Warnings: annngggsssstttttttt 

Part 1

A/N: Best beta ever award goes to @leatherwhiskeycoffeeplaid and this is the second part to the “By the Bottle Series”!!!! I hope you all enjoy it!!! :D

Originally posted by hunterchesters

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BTS Reaction To You Having A Choking Kink (Time for a big bowl of cri-scream)

Okay guys, time for some smutty smut smut from me and @kimlisamarie… We acknowledge the smuttier stuff hasn’t been requested but judging from the stats on this blog, well, you know…

Rap Monster

Originally posted by jackjacky5

As the leader, Rap Monster would value your opinion on the band’s new material and appearance and would ask you

“So what do you think of the new concept?”

“Well, the choreography is very sexual” you begin “it will definitely keep the girls swooning after you all…”

“Is there anything not so good about it?” he asks

“Well… I guess there is one thing, but it’s not really necessary to mention” you reply

“No, no, tell me” he says.

“It’s just this one tiny thing…” you tell him “I’m kind of embarrassed to tell you.”

“You know you can tell me absolutely anything” he assures you.

“Well… you know in the Blood Sweat and Tears dance?… that part where Yoongi um…. He does that thing to Tae…”

“The choking you mean?”

“Yeah…”

“Why, how does it make you feel?”

You look down and feel your cheeks go red and you try to hide the fact that you’re biting your lip at the thought of it.

“Oh…” he says with a deep voice “Do you like it a bit too much?…” he asks menacingly.

“Maybe” you reply shyly

“Do you…” he begins as he moves his hand towards you “…want to…” He touches your neck gently “…try it?”

Originally posted by ygnj

Jin

Originally posted by 55kumamons

Getting ready for the day ahead, you struggle to put your choker necklace on but you are visibly struggling to fasten it, so Jin kindly offers to help.

He loops the hook into one of the loops and fastens it for you, checking to see if it isn’t too tight by bringing his hand round to the front of your neck to put his fingers under the necklace to make sure it is loose enough.

“It’s not too tight, is it?” he asks.

You fail to reply, the contact of his hand to your neck making you uneasy and a little breathless. You try to control your chest heaving up and down noticeably.

“Are you okay? Should I loosen it a little?”

“Um no, that’s great, thank you, that wasn’t the problem but don’t worry about it” you tell him.

“I didn’t hurt you, did I?” he asks, genuinely concerned.

“No, no…” you reply. “It’s just a bit sensitive there” you lie.

“Are you sure it’s just that jagi? You look a bit uneasy.”

“Kind of… I mean, it is sensitive, but it didn’t hurt…” You hold your own hand up to your neck, missing the feeling of his hand being there. A sudden arousal overcomes you and you grab his hand and lead him up to the bedroom.

“I want you to do it again” you tell him at the door.

“But what if I hurt you?…” he asks.

“You won’t hurt me.”

Originally posted by plainwater-

Suga

Originally posted by syubtae

He would be so professional at it I mean have you seen the Blood Sweat and Tears choreography oh my I swear that shit got me shipping Taegi big time

You and Suga would be watching back on a few promo videos for Blood Sweat and Tears and he can’t help but notice you’ve been turning your head away slightly every time it get to V’s high note where Suga places a hand to his next.

“Hey, you keep doing that, why?”

You go red at this observation “I… er… I guess it makes me feel uncomfortable…”

“How come?”

“Honestly? It’s kind of a turn on…”

“Well then…” he says, pushing you down onto the sofa to look you in the eyes lustfully “Why didn’t you tell me this before?”

Originally posted by hidden--demons

J-Hope

Originally posted by fyeahbangtaned

The first time you watch the choreography for Blood Sweat and Tears you feel overwhelmed and kind of regret agreeing to watch it in front of Hoseok because there was one thing you certainly weren’t expecting; as you listen to your friend Taehyung hit some impressive high notes, you want to show that you’re proud, but at the same time, you cannot refrain from biting your lip at the image before you. For the rest of the song, you are watching intensely and Hoseok picks up on this by the time the songs ends.

“What’s with the lip biting?”

“Huh? What do you mean?” you ask, only becoming aware of what you have done when you feel your bottom lip is slightly swollen now

“Can I take that to mean it was good?”

“The performance? Yeah, it was great… definitely more… mature.”

“Yeah, I noticed you tensed up a little towards the end there. What part was it?”

“I’d rather not say” you reply, crossing your leg over the other.

“It was the choking part wasn’t it? Was it too much?”

“I guess…” you reply “but not in a shocking kind of way.”

“Then in what kind of way?”

“You’re a smart man; I think you can figure it out for yourself.”

“How do I know I’m thinking what you’re thinking?”

“Maybe you can find out.”

“Maybe I can find out.”

Originally posted by btsumari

Jimin

Originally posted by fyeahbangtaned

“You are actually really handsome.”

“What? No, I’m not.”

“Oh my god Jimin, fight me! I’ve seen the way practically every girl looks at you down the street don’t even go there.”

“Fine then” he says and you playfully punch him on the arm which leads to a massive play fight.

As the two of you are fake beating each other to death, Jimin goes to grab the top of your arm to restrict you but you defensively move it away, and, not reacting in time to see the change, he accidentally grabs your neck instead to which you inhale sharply.

“Sorry, I was meant to go for you arm” he stutters.

“Then why didn’t you go for my damn arm?” you reply back with sass.

“You’re the one who moved it!”

“It was a defensive thing, how was I to know your reaction time would be so poor and you would… grab my neck in that way?”

“In what way? Did I hurt you?”

“No” you laugh with a short breath “What do you think I am? A baby?”

“Of course not, but your reaction was… you sort of…”

“I know how I reacted, and let’s just say it means I’m most definitely not a baby.”

“Well if it didn’t hurt, then….” he places his hand back round your neck, this time in a more controlled manner “…then that means my baby is getting pinned down tonight…”

Originally posted by 9taefox

V

Originally posted by taeguk

“I don’t know…” you say “… it’s just a bit weird for me to see it happen to a guy.”

You and V had been watching one of the Blood Sweat and Tears promotional performances and got onto the topic of the more mature choreography and you figure he was interested to hear the opinion of a girl within the age range of the band’s target audience. You didn’t intend however, to drop down your guard about hiding your kink.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” he asks, bewildered.

“It’s just that I usually…” you stutter, unsure if you can find the words to even choose between playing it off and being honest.

“Usually what?” he asks

“Let’s just say… it looked good… okay?”

“Looked good how?”

“Leave it at that, okay; it looked good” you vaguely say, hoping that will be the end of conversation

“But in what way?”

You snap:

“Dammit Tae! I meant it looked hot…”

“In a good way?”

“Yeah, we’ll go with that”

“So you wouldn’t want me to… say… use that idea in the bedroom?…” he says teasingly right into your sensitive ear

Damn I want that so badly you think to yourself. Well, you think it was said internally but his next words show that apparently wasn’t the case.

“Now we’re getting somewhere…” he replies, engaging in a sensual kiss.

Originally posted by jimins-bunss

Jungkook

Originally posted by pangguk

It’s a Sunday afternoon and it’s time to take the dog for a walk. Jungkook grabs the lead hanging from the hook on the door.

“Come on! Let’s take the dog for a nice walk in the park!” he jokes, gently wrapping the lead around your neck instead.

“Hey! Are you calling me what I think you’re calling me?”

“No, of course not jagiya, I was just kidding!” he giggles

“Hmm sure…” you grumble.

“I mean, I could keep you like this, even put the lead on so I don’t lose you!” he jokes. “Awh, come on jagi!” he calls gently tugging at the lead but the last pull goes a little bit too rough to which you whimper slightly.

“Oh crap” he exclaims. “I’m so sorry!”

“No, it’s fine, I wasn’t hurt, so just take it off now and don’t worry about it.” you reply

“Are you sure you’re okay? You did make quite a bit of a sound just then.”

“Honestly, it’s fine, I wasn’t hurt… it was just a… shock… that’s all…” you say uncertainly, trying your best to conceal how you really felt.

“I’m sorry; I won’t prat around like that again, I’m sorry”

“It’s fine - just next time you decide to put a collar around my neck, make sure it’s one that’s designed to fit, yeah?” you look down shyly, rubbing your neck.

“Oh my god!” he exclaims. “Did you…. Did you just admit you’ve got a…”

“Just leave it for now Jungkook, okay?”

“But… but…”

Originally posted by junqkookied

“I think you’re gonna like this”| Newt Scamander

Request:  I’m. In a bad place of mind. I feel.. really upset and kinda empty and broken and like I want to cry and just cry for hours until I can’t even cry anymore. I need a pick me up. Something to make me smile.. I love newt with all my heart. Could you do a request with him x reader. Where reader has their own beast and one is named “Newt” and gets away from her and found its way to actual newt and was attached to his face. “NEWT!” Confusing newt himself “LET GO OF THAT MAN!” and then fluff?? :/            


I suck at writing cute fluffy stuff but i tried lmy best :)


The sun had set and a blizzard of stars filled the pitch black sky.
It was a chilly night in New York city and there were very few people around. You walk through a quiet street, the lamps guiding you down narrow paths and past closed shops. You sigh dramatically as you become impatient, Newt, your beast, was always running away and he was the master of hiding and seek.
Slowly losing the will to live you sit down against a brick wall.
“Where could he be?” You ask yourself over and over.
Suddenly, there was a loud shout that made you jump up from your previous position, drawing your wand ready in case anything jumped out.
It took you a minute before you followed the sound of the commotion, you had a strange feeling that your creature had something to do with it.
Coming into sight with the scene in front of you, you gasp running towards your beast who has decided to attach himself to a man’s face.
The man was running around in a crazy manner, his arms flailing, trying to pry the animal from himself. “NEWT!” you shout causing the man to turn around. “LET GO OF THAT MAN!” You yell tugging at the hairy animal before falling backwards onto the pavement.
“Newt, What did I tell you about running away!” You glare making sure not to let go of him this time.
“Erm excuse me?” You look up to see a tall and friendly looking man before you.
“I don’t think you’ve ever told me anything about running away…in fact, I don’t think we have met,” He says looking at you confused.
“Oh no! I was talking to Newt”
“I am Newt”
“What?”
“What?”
You both stand there looking at each other for a moment before the man speaks up again.
“My name’s Newt Scamander, I think I have the same name as your Niffler” He smiles awkwardly causing you to beam.
“You’re a wizard” You smirk surprised he knew the breed.
”I’m sorry he attacked your face” You laugh nervously rubbing the back of your neck “I don’t know why he did it, he’s a strange one i’ll give him that” You add awkwardly.

”Thats quite alright, they’re not easy creatures to control” He replies with a friendly smile. “Oh, he didnt hurt you did he?” You ask quickly “No do-”
“NO!” You yell before he can reply. “That little shit!” You exclaim watching as your Niffler disappears.
“I can help you find him..I- If you like of course” Newt was intrigued, he wanted to get to know more about you and your interests in magical animals.
“Sure, I’d like that” You shrug setting off in the direction your niffler had run off in.
You had been walking for almost an hour and the wind had picked up causing you to tighten your coat around your body. You and Newt hadn’t talked much and there was an almost comfortable awkwardness in the air.
“So, you like beasts” he smiles at you, his features dark under the night sky.
“Love them, fascinating things.” You smirk as you both turn down an ally way.
“They really are, i- I’m actually writing a book about them,” He says causing your eyes to widen.
“Woah, you must really know your stuff then”
“Well, I guess you could say that” He chuckles, smiling to himself knowing full well that he took care of creatures that you would never know existed.
You had been searching for hours and you had both asked each other every question you could think of. You had a lot in common with Newt and you couldn’t help but wish, wish that you had met him sooner.
That’s when you heard it.
The smashing of windows and yet another scream.
You both ran around the next corner to see a middle-aged woman stood outside in her pyjamas, she was screaming for help as Newt 2 clung to the heavy neckless on her neck. “GET OFF OF ME” She screamed again and again. Both you and Newt watched in horror as house lights flickered on all around you. Newt was the first to act, running over any attempting to yank the niffler from the woman’s shoulders. “Hey! What do you think you’re doing!?” Came to a deep voice. “Think it’s funny to steal off people do you?” Another man’s voice spoke, both of them staring at Newt.
“Oh no, I - I was trying to help” He began backing away as the much larger men walked towards him.
The largest taking hold of Newts collar.
Grabbing his hand as quickly as possible, you apparated to a safe location.
“Why didn’t you use your wand!? Obliviate them!? You’re a wizard for crying out loud” You say quickly causing Newt to flush.
“I’m sorry, i- uh I panicked” He sighed.
You looked up to find him staring at you and a blush crept its way onto your cheeks. The sun was coming up, casting warm orange lights onto you both, you were seeing him properly for the first time.
You noticed his freckles for the first time, the way they were splashed onto his smooth pale skin. You noticed the way his green eyes sparkled in the sunlight, the way his mouth hung slightly open as he stared at you, his teeth showing. You noticed the mop of wavy hair on his head that looked so touchable, the way he looked lanky and awkward but so, so adorable.
“I want to show you something” He suddenly blurted out.
“O-okay” You reply snapping out of your thoughts.
You watched as he placed his wand in between his teeth and placed his case on the floor.
He opened it up and looked at you. “There’s not many people I want to show to,” He says after putting his wand in his coat pocket.
You feel another blush creep onto your cheeks as you join him at what seemed to be some sort of entrance.
“I think you’re gonna like this”

Originally posted by abigailskanes

Originally posted by tiniegoldstein

I want a Niffler

The Devil You Know Part 16

The Devil You Know Part 16

Warning: Smut/Rape(you know what I mean). Cussing. Violence.

Note: There is also a video to a song in here, that Melinda is singing. Listen to it as you read what she is singing, more of an impact. 

Chapter 23 

“Shh. It’s okay sweetheart, it’s okay.” He said rocking Zoe back and forth in his arms as she continue to fuss. “Your cracking because your sleeping sweetheart. That’s why you need to take your afternoon nap.” She kept fussing, but soon stop as a melody was heard. “You hear that sweetie? That’s mommy singing. She has a beautiful voice, doesn’t she?”

Zoe started to rub her eyes as she let out a yawn. In a few seconds she was sound asleep. He gently laid her down in her crib and walked out of the nursery, closing the door behind him. He started to follow the melody down the hallway.

“…You’ve got away to keep me on your side. You give me a cause of love that I can’t hide. For you I know I’d even try to turn the tide. Because your mine, I walk the line….”

“You always did love Johnny Cash.” He said walking into their bedroom. “What are you doing my love?”

“Hanging up your clothes.” Melinda said, putting the last of his clothes in the closet as he approach her.

Originally posted by luuuuuke-evans

“Your such a good wife my love. Your always taking care of our special little girl, our home, and me. But now,” He said taking a hold of her and turning her around to face him. “It’s time I take care of you, don’t you think so my love?”

He took her lips gently, like he always does when he wants to claim her. And as always, the kiss became rough and demanding as lust took over him. He wrapped his arms around her and held her tight.

Melinda started to struggle, but only for a moment. She found herself loving his touch and hating herself for it, like she always does. She started to kiss him back as she started to ran her hands up and down his smooth upper body.

He broke the kiss, leaving her breathless. He started to kiss her neck, making her moan. He started to kiss down her body as he kneel down. He kiss her stomach and slide his hands under her dress. He took a hold of her lace panties and slide them down her legs. Melinda step out of them as he stood back up and they locked eyes for a moment.

Originally posted by luuuuuke-evans

He let her go and Melinda stepped back. He untied his sweats and let them fall to the floor. He step out of them as he walked back over to her. He reach down and grabbed her the back of her legs, lifting her off the ground. Melinda wrapped her arms and legs around him as he push himself deep inside of her.

“I knew you were in the mood.” He said smirking at her as he push her up against the closet door. “I can always till what mood your in.”

“How…” Melinda said, closing her eyes as he started to thrust in and out of her. “..so?”

“By your singing my love.” He said pressing his forehead against hers, making her look at him. “Just like I know you were mad at me the other day. You were singing getting away with murder by Papa Roach as you cut up the vegetables while you looked at me.”

He chuckle as he thrust several times into her, hard and deep. She moan and dug her nails into his neck, making him growl. He started to kiss her roughly but then started to kiss her gentle. He broke the kiss and made a trail of kisses to her ear.

“Your voice can sound so sweet and so deadly at the same time my love.” He whisper as he started to kiss down to her neck, making her moan louder. “Use that my love, use your voice. Speak words with that heavenly voice of yours, speak words of death. Drive them into your enemies like daggers my love. Once you do, everyone will know to fear you.”

Chapter 24

“Hey Katherine.” Arat said, walking around the kitchen counter. 

“What do you want?” Katherine said, passing out the food. “Come to tell me I need to clean those filth toilets in the men’s room?” She glare at her.

“Nope.” Arat said, pulling out a small piece of paper from her pocket. “When I was leaving the showers, I ran into Melinda.” She smile when she notice Kathrine got nervous. “She wanted me to give you this.”

Arat handed her the piece of paper and walked off. Katherine looked down at the paper as she slowing unfold it. Her eyes widen as she read the message.

Originally posted by mentalandtwisted

“It’s… it’s a joke. It has to be a joke.” Katherine said. Then she started to get the feeling she was being watch. She looked up and out into the mess hall, everyone was staring at her as they mumble to each other. “It’s… it’s not a joke. It’s not a joke.”

Katherine took off running, shoving people as she went by. She got trip by one of the older ladies there, making her fall face first to the ground. She got up as everyone started to laugh at her. Katherine turn around when she heard radio chatter.

She saw Simon, leaning on the door frame at the entrance of the mess hall. He held up his radio as he turn up the volume. The radio feed came in, talking about Melinda being out and she was looking for Katherine. Her breathing got heavy as she took off running pass Simon and into the hall way. She kept running, till she took off outside of the building and into the courtyard.  

Soon as she stepped out into the courtyard, everyone was staring at her. They all pointed at her, as they started to whisper. She looked around, looking for somewhere to hide and that’s when she saw Negan, looking at her.

“Dead bitch walking.” Negan said. She started to panic as she looked around for cover. “Run and fucken hide if you want, she’s still fucken find you. And when she fucken does, she’s going to have some real fucken fun with you.”

Katherine shook her head as she took of running towards one of the buildings that house their supplies. Negan just laugh as he turn back around and headed towards the woman’s showers. 

Chapter 25

“Doll.” Negan called out as he lean against the wall by the open door, that lead into the showers. “Are you almost fucken done?”

“Yeah, just about.” Melinda said, getting out of the shower. “Zoe?”

“She’s has her fucken headphones and shes with Jane.” Negan said, trying to peak his head inside, but got the door slammed in his face. “Hey, I’m just trying to fucken check out my future fucken wife’s gorgeous body.”

“I don’t know what your talking about.” Melinda said, opening up the door once she got her pants and tank top on. “I’m the only one in here.”

“Always busting my fucken balls doll.” Negan said, leaning against the door frame and watching her getting ready. Melinda moved her hair to the side, revealing the branding on her back and along with her scars. He let out a sigh as he look down. “Does it…fucken hurt?” 

“Hmm?” Melinda said, looking into the mirror as he looked up at her and pointing at her back. “O that. No it doesn’t hurt at all. I got a high pain tolerance and plus, I lost a lot of feeling in my back do to his lessons.”

He nodded his head as he kept watching her get ready. He started to remember all the scars he saw on her body. The burns, the cuts, the skin being cut out and replace back. But one stood out to him the most, the one her under her neck that he place the branding under. The one, that had a different skin tone to it.

“Doll.” Negan said, looking back down. “I don’t want to fucken bring up fucken shit, but I… I was wondering about the fucken scar under your fucken neck.”

“I had a tattoo there once, a tribal butterfly.” Melinda said, messing with her hair. “He removed it, when I tried running away again. He said he wanted a keepsake during the time I was gone. The skin that’s there now, is his own. He wanted me to always have a piece of him with me.

“He….” Negan said, looking around, trying to take in what she just told him. “He fucken… put his skin… on you?”

“Yeah.” Melinda said, turning towards him. “How many points would it be to have Carson remove it? I have herbs I can use to clean it and seal the would up. I just need him to remove it, since I can’t reach back there.”

“No fucken points needed doll.” Negan said, shaking his head. “Soon as this fucken shit is taken care of, we’ll go to Carson and have him remove that crazy son of bitch’s skin off of you.”

“Thank you, Negan.” Melinda said, leaning up and kissing his cheek. He smiled at her as she gently touch his face. “But, just so you know he’s not crazy.”

Originally posted by mypapawinchester

How can you fucken say that doll?” Negan said as Melinda let go of his face. “He does all that fucked up shit to you, to princess. How can that sick son of a bitch not be fucken crazy?”

“Because, psychopaths aren’t crazy. They know exactly what they are doing and aware of the consequences of their actions. They just.. don’t care,” Melinda let out a sigh. “They kill to kill, they don’t need a reason. Those that kill without reason, can’t be reason with. Remember that Negan, when you come a cross him. Don’t reason, just run.”

“I don’t fucken run from a fucken fight doll.” Negan said, placing Lucille on his shoulders. 

“You won’t be running from a fight.” Melinda said, turning away from him. “You’ll be running from your death.”

Melinda started to walk away and Negan follow her. She started to hum a song and he looked down at her. Yet again, she was humming a song he never heard before. He rise his eyebrows at her and she looked up at him.

“It’s one of the things he taught me.” Melinda said, looking forward. “He said to use my voice to and speak words of death, to frighten my enemies. You should try it sometime.” She looked back up at him. “With your whistling.”

“How is fucken whistling going to fucken scare anyone doll?” Negan said, smirking as he shaking his head.

“Imagine your in the woods and it’s night time. You hear this fate whistling sound, at first it seems like it’s nothing. Then, it gets louder and louder as more people join in. Your heart starts to race as you imagine what is coming for you. Fear sets in when you realize you walked right into a trap, but by then, it’s too late.” Melinda said, looking back up at him.

“Fuck me.” Negan said, looking forward. “Well, sing a fucken away doll.”

Melinda started to hum a song as they walked towards the courtyard. Negan had a shit hitting grin on his face as an idea form in his head. He grabbed his radio and press the button down as Melinda started to sing. He did that, so everyone would hear it, including Katherine. 

“Oh, Death, оh Death, oh Death. Won’t you spare me over til another year”

She took tools from people that she was passing by. 

“But what is this, that I cant see, with ice cold hands taking hold of me.”

Negan just smiled as they kept walking towards the building Katherine was in.

“When God is gone and the Devil takes hold, who will have mercy on your soul?”

“Oh, Death, оh Death, oh Death,”

Everyone back away, frighten by her words. She kept grabbing random stuff as they walked inside the building and down the hallway.

“No wealth, no ruin, no silver, no gold. Nothing satisfies me but your soul.”

“Oh, Death, Well I am Death, none can excel, I’ll open the door to heaven or hell.”

They walked into the storage room, where Katherine was in. She was trying to gather up supplies to leave, but it was too late.

“Oh, Death, оh Death,”

Katherine turned towards Melinda. 

“My name is Death and the end is here… “

Katherine opened her mouth up to say something, but nothing came out. A smile forward on Melinda’s face. She walked over to one of the shelves and grabbed a duffel bag from it. She put everything she gather in it, including a tarp next to the bag. She went back to Katherine, who was still shaking from fear. Melinda’s smile soon faded as her face had no emotion. With one swift hard punch to the face, Katherine went to the floor and was knocked out cold.

“Well then..” Melinda said, putting the strap of the bag on her shoulders. She grabbed Katherine’s legs and started to drag her. “Let the games begin.”

The Devil You Know Part 17 

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Anonymous asked:Can you do a Scott x reader where it is just after his making and the reader is a werewolf and has been since birth (not related to Derek) and helps Scott through it basically it ends up with Stiles chained end the basement and the reader and Scott watching a movie (Stiles is tied up because he was annoying them). Thanks!

Authors Note: Anon this is LOOONNGGG overdue, I am so so sorry. (Y/F/N) is your family name. AND ALSO RUSHED…. GUYS REMEMBER I’M CLOSED. SO PLEASE LET ME FINISH MY REQUEST BEFORE YOU SEND MORE IN.

Word Count: 888

Warnings: Swearing, Long overdue, Fluff

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anonymous asked:

are you accepting prompts? if yes, could you please write something like clarke tells bellamy he has no game so he starts hitting on her whenever they are together? :)

A\N: A missing scene from the good ol’days of season one, featuring exasperated co-leaders bellarke making out. y’know. good times abound.

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It all starts with one too many ill-advised cups of Monty’s moonshine.

“No, but listen,” Clarke hiccoughs, lurching forward to grab onto his wrist only to discover that her hand is actually clamped somewhere along Bellamy’s upper thigh. Hand-eye coordination has never been her strong suit, especially when she’s shit-faced drunk. “I’m not asking for specifics. Just a ballpark figure.”

His mouth ticks upwards in a slow, languid grin that she’s grown familiar with ever since they’ve become drinking buddies, a situation borne out of necessity rather than choice. It was impossible for them to let loose whenever the rest of the delinquents did because they had to be the responsible ones, so Clarke’s drunken escapades were mostly limited to boozing it up with Bellamy in the dead of the night, in the privacy of his tent. It’s not all that bad.

“Eight.” He goes, decisive, bumping his ankle against hers. A drunk Bellamy was always quicker to smile, to joke. He was affectionate too, nudging his chin against her shoulder to get her to drink or tapping his fingers against her knuckles when she got too quiet. (Clarke’s a fan. Not that she’d admit it, of course.) “What about you?”

“Twelve,” she declares, smug, bursting into his laughter at his arched brow. “I’m surprised, actually. With the revolving door of girls emerging from your tent, I thought you had me beat.”

“I didn’t get the opportunity to sleep with anyone on the ark.” He grumbles, sullen, before taking another sip of moonshine.

“Or maybe you just don’t have any game.” She chirps, beaming when his expression morphs into a disgruntled scowl.

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Luke One Shot

You’re Calum’s sister, but you’re dating Luke and Calum finds out.

Pairing: Y/N and Luke

Genre: Fluff (With some mild sexual content)

Rating: PG (for language and mild sexual content)

Word Count: 1775

AU: You’re Calum’s sister.

“So, um, Y/N, I really, really like you, and I was just wondering… did you want to be my girlfriend?” Luke’s piercing blue eyes were locked on yours as he asked you the question he’d been dying to ask since the moment he met you.

You hesitated, swallowing slowly and opening your mouth before closing it again and not saying anything. You could see the panic start to set into Luke. He let go of your hands to run his through his hair and as he took his lip ring between his teeth, his features softened, an almost pleading smile formed, desperate to hear the answer he was hoping for.  He repeated your name, just to make sure you had heard him properly.

“Y/N…?”

At the sound of your name your thoughts were interrupted and you were brought back to the situation you were in and you realised you still hadn’t answered Luke’s question.
 “Oh, yes sorry. Oh, of course. I would absolutely love to be your girlfriend Luke. ”

You heard Luke let out a deep breath you hadn’t even realised he was holding.
“Oh thank god. I was worried you were going to say no….” he mumbled the last part, and you thought you’d heard him add something about how awkward it would have been, but you didn’t ask him to repeat it.

“Luke….” You started, taking his hands into your own again, “I wouldn’t say no, I really, really like you too!”

“Well then”, he blinked slowly, “If you don’t mind… can I ask why you hesitated?” his nerves were starting to get the better of him as he bit his lip again and held his breath again.

Your eyes fell to your lap before your head rose to see Luke looking intently at you.

“Calum.” You responded.  

“What?” Luke began, you tried to cut him off to explain further, but he just kept talking.

“CALUM?! Wait what, no seriously though, what. Wait, you mean Calum, like Calum Hood right? Like Calum from 5SOS, my best friend Calum, your brother Calum? Is there some sort of incest thing going on, because he’s your brother remember? Oh my god, I never realised. To be honest, that’s a bit weird Y/N, and like you have been dating me for a while, why haven’t you mentioned you had a thing with Calum. Oh god.”

“LUKE! OHMYGOD SHUT UP” you exclaimed, whacking him on the arm. “Can you let me explain?”

“Oh, so it’s not an incest thing?”

“Jesus Luke, it’s most definitely not an incest thing. I was just worried about how Calum would react to finding out we’re boyfriend and girlfriend now. He still doesn’t even really know we were dating. He might have guessed already, but I was just a bit worried, but of course I want to be your girlfriend, you idiot.” 

You and Luke had in fact managed to keep your relationship from your brother Calum, meeting up secretly when Calum was at the studio alone or with his girlfriend. But now that you were boyfriend and girlfriend, it was inevitable that you had to tell him, you just hadn’t planned when or where or how.

“OH THANK GOD. Well I am a bit worried about that too, but we’ll get to it when it happens okay? He doesn’t need to know right away.”

You nodded in agreement and grinned at Luke. Luke sighed loudly before his lips formed a smirk and he stared back at you.
 “Now… How about we commemorate this boyfriend-girlfriend thing, eh?”

He pulled you closer to him by wrapping one arm around your waist and before you knew it, he had started kissing you. Hard. You returned the gesture by kissing back, intertwining your hands with his hair and messing it up ever so slightly. As much as he hated it when people touched his hair, he found it extremely attractive when you did it. Both his hands moved down to your hips as he pulled you even closer to him. His tongue travelled lightly over your bottom lip and you gasped slightly, allowing him to deepen the kiss. You two were so involved in the heated kissing you were engaging in on the couch that neither of you had heard the door open.

You moaned into the kiss as Luke started to run his hands through your hair and tug on it slightly, urging you to continue, before suddenly you heard a loud “What the fuck” from behind you. Both you and Luke broke off the kiss at the same time, pulling away quickly and dropping your gazes to your laps. Luke began fixing his hair and you started smoothing down your shirt as you looked towards the source of noise. Your jaw dropped a little as you realised it was Calum standing behind you. You winced slightly and prepared for an impending lecture or rant, but instead Calum was scary-calm and just continued to stare at you both.

“Can I talk to you in the corridor please?”

You motioned to stand up with Luke, before Calum just looked at you and shook his head.

“Not you. Just Luke.” Calum smiled, not sincerely, but very sarcastically, as if still hiding how extremely disturbed he was by what he just walked in on.

You nervously glanced back to Luke, reassuringly smiled and nodded briefly as if to reassure him further. You hadn’t planned how to tell Calum, but you knew Luke could hopefully explain without freaking out Calum too much.

You leant back in the couch and tried to relax, enjoying the thought of you and Luke being boyfriend and girlfriend. You closed your eyes and breathed deeply before you heard the disagreement between the two boys break out in the hallway.

“LUKE WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK”

Your eyes snapped open, and you couldn’t help but inch towards the corridor to be able to hear what they were saying, your curiosity getting the better of you.

 “Dude, Calum I can explain, just, if you’d chill and let me talk?”

“No, I just, what? I walk in from a day out doing some errands and I see you making out with my fucking sister on my couch, like what the fuck mate? When is that ever cool?”

“I’m really sorry okay I just, please Cal let me explain.”

“Are you guys like a thing now, how long have you been dating, or did you just decide it would be a good time to start sucking her face off while you thought I wasn’t here?”

Luke cringed at the harsh tone he was using, but tried to remain calm. “No Calum, it’s not like that, please don’t get mad…and I wasn’t sucking her face off…”

“LUKE! I’m gonna get mad, this is my sister…the thought of you two making out is just a bit…. Ugh.” Calum shuddered and shook his head at Luke. “How could you…sisters are off limits, it’s like a bro code rule…”

“Calum stop. Let me explain.” Luke’s tone became firmer as he was still trying to reason with his best friend. When Calum didn’t interrupt, Luke took his opportunity to explain.

“Look, Y/N and I have been dating for a few months now and we’ve just been meeting in private until now because we didn’t want you to freak out. I only asked her to be my girlfriend today and it’s not like we were having sex or anything, we were just kissing okay? We were going to tell you eventually, we just didn’t know how. I’m not going to just use her because I think she’s pretty, I genuinely like her, okay?”

“Have you had sex?”

“W-What?” Luke stammered, a bit taken aback at how blunt Calum was being.

“Bro come on, answer the question, I don’t particularly want to repeat it…”

“No, of course not… not yet.”

“Luke, this is too weird okay… You’re like a brother to me, and she’s my sister, so technically its like you’re dating your own sister, isn’t that a bit weird?”

“Calum you’re just desperate to make up some excuse, it’s not that weird…. I really like her and I swear, I’d never do anything to hurt her, I swear to god.”

“You’d better mean that Luke. Okay… I’m willing to trust you on this, because I can tell that you make her happy, I have seen you two together and noticed how happy you both are, I just figured you were close friends or something. But if you hurt her, I swear to god, I will hunt you down and murder you in your sleep and then kick you out of the band.”

“Surely not in that order right?” Luke chucked slightly.

“Seriously Luke I’m not fucking around here, you knew what I meant….” Calum mumbled.

“Oh yes, sorry. I swear on my life… and my position in the band, that I will never ever hurt your sister in any way, and will treat her like a princess because that is what she deserves.”

“Ugh Lucas I did not need to hear that. Enough sappy shit, just go back to making out with her or whatever you were doing… I’ll just go…do something…anything, as long as I don’t have to watch you two go at it on the couch.”

“Thanks Cal, thanks for understanding. I promise not to hurt her.”

Calum smiled and scratched the back of his neck, standing a bit awkwardly in the hallway, before gesturing to Luke to go back to where you were waiting.

“Go, tell her I don’t mind you two…you know, being a thing. It’s kinda cute I guess.”

Calum moved towards the door, to grab his jacket before stepping out into the cold again before he called over his shoulder to you.

“Y/N please don’t do anything stupid…y’know use protection and all that please. And just remember, I have warned you, Luke is a weird guy”

“Thanks bro” Luke muttered, as he turned back to the living room.

“Treat me like a princess, eh? I’m liking the sound of this.” You smirked.

“Oh, you heard that did you?”

“Yup, I heard it all.”

“And I meant every word” Luke responded, before again, grabbing your hips and backing you up onto the wall as his lips started on your neck and jawline. He brought his lips back up to your mouth and you moaned into a kiss again and you heard the familiar voice from the hallway.

“You guys… YOU COULD HAVE WAITED UNTIL I LEFT THE HOUSE GOD DAMMIT”

You heard the door slam behind him and Luke just smirked back at you and asked, “Where were we?”

 
Masterlist

CHAPTER 33 Part 2: Party and Bullshit

AirRen

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‘Let’s do this dirty laundry, this dirty laundry
Let’s do this dirty laundry, this dirty laundry
When you’re soaked in tears for years, it never airs out
When you make pain look this good it never wears out
This dirty laundry, this dirty laundry’ The radio station played as I laid across my bed.

I hadn’t really moved from this spot since the party. All I wanted to do was drink my pain away. I lied to everyone and I ended with no one. No Trey,  No twins and especially no August.

“Fuck!” I cried out as the sun’s rays beamed through the blinds heightening the degree of my hangover. 

“What am I doing to myself? ” I questioned looking under my bed for another full bottle of Hennessey or ciroc or grey goose or whatever else I’d bought.

***Flashback***

“Baby girl go take care of AJ and I’ll take care of the dishes and stuff.” Mama said attempting to pull the dish rag from my fingers.

“Mama I got it. Can you just go run him some water, please?’ I giggled taking off AJ’S chocolate stained Spider-Man costume.

"Mommy my tummy hurts!” AJ whined grabbing my leg.

“I know baby.  GiGi’s gonna give you a bath and ill be right up to put you to bed, okay?” I replied kissing his forehead.

“Here baby come on!” Mama cooed taking him from my arms. “You too girls lets get you all dressed for bed.”

“Is he gonna be okay?’ Ny asked eating the rest of her cake.

"Yeah … he just ate WAAAAAY to much! ” I giggled.

“Trey needs to hurry the fuck up or imma-”

“You gon do what?” He asked cutting his eyes at her.

I really hadn’t spoke to Trey after he called me asking about August.  I squashed the beef with Ny why not be squash it with Trey.

“What’s going on med school?” He asked reaching for a hug.

“Nun really! Why are you so late?” I chuckled cleaning the rest of the counter.

“Got caught up!” He shrugged.

“I-”

“Mommy!  Mommy! Look!  Uncle friend I wanna tell bout!’ Seppie yelled running around the kitchen’s island pointing.

I was prepared to smile at this man who grabbed the twins attention every time they went to the studio with Trey.

"CoCo?” His face in full shock and disbelief.

I didn’t know what to say. ‘Run AirRen!  Run!” My mind thought.  My legs felt like jelly and I shaking uncontrollably.

“I know you hear me!” He growled balling up his fist.

I bent down reaching Seppie’s height. Look baby can you go upstairs for mommy?” I asked politely.

“Mommy you don’t like my friend?” She asked wiping a tear from my cheek.

“Yes baby. Mommy loves him!” I said looking towards August. “But mommy has to talk to the grown ups tell GiGi to come after she finishes, okay? ” she shook her head abd skipped up the stairs.

“I … I can explain.” I managed to get out.

“Im listening …”

The lump in my throat limited my talking ability.  I hadn’t felt this way since I found out i was gonna be a mother.

“Youn wanna talk ma? You hard of hearing?” He asked stepping into my face.

I still couldn’t let out any words. I was scared.

“Are they mine, AirRen?” He asked looking down into my eyes.

I looked around the kitchen. Going from face to face. I looked at Trey and cried.  His face read sorrow. I felt Aug’s hand grip my chin tightly forcing me to look at him.

“They not gon fuckin help you! TELL ME! ” He yelled into my face.

I was stuck. My teeth felt like they were shattering against his grip. I maneuvered myself out only to run a short distance before I felt my hair ripping from my scalp.

“August let het hair go!” Nyla called trying to loosen his grip.

“Nyla stay outta this shit!” He barked.

“Your …. your hurting me!” I cried out.

“FUCK YOU! Are they my kids AirRen!? And I want you to lie cuz I got sum fah you ma!”

“AirRen just tell him!” Trey yelled as he watched my squirm.

“YEEEES AUG-hhh!” Before I could finish I felt his strong hands wrap around my neck. My throat was caving in and I couldn’t catch any air. I tried to fight him off only to make him angrier and tighten his grip.

“Dude let her go!” Chris yelled attempting to pull him off.

“No fuck her! She wanna lie to me and she got MY kids calling another niggah dad!”

I could fell my body become weaker under his hands. My eyes fell close and I only heard the commotion faintly.

“Let GO of my mommy!” I heard AJ call pulling at my dress.

Within seconds I was on the floor gasping for air. I opened my eyes to see AJ and everyone staring at me.  “Mommy’s fine baby.  Go to Ny-Ny.” I whispered holding my bruised neck.

“August! ” I yelled as he walked out of the house.

I ran behind him in tears. ‘What had I done?’ I thought.

“August! PLEASE!” I cried out pulling at his hoodie.

“What!” He yelled backing me up against my truck.

“I’m … I’m sorry I lied.”

“No your not!  Your sorry yo ass got caught. Now my fuckin son thinks im a monster! Thank you!”

***Flashback Over***

'Let’s do this dirty laundry, this dirty laundry
Let’s do this dirty laundry, this dirty laundry’

Nikkei

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“Girl I don’t know why you keep jumpin’ fah that sorry ass niggah!” Lola said rolling here eyes.

“Because I love him. He’s mine regardless.”

I loved Aug a lot and I knew a little part of him loved me just as much. It had been two days since I seen him and he really wasn’t doing so good. He told me about how that bitch stuck him with two snot nose kids.

“You hear me ho!” Lola laughed sparking up her blunt.

“What?”

“I SAID what about that ho that he got kids by?”

“What about her? She’s a trifling ass ho AND I doubt them kids even his!”

Truth was I wanted to have Aug’s kids. I would always try and seduce him into not using condoms but he said the only girl he fuck raw was bitches he loved and the ONLY bitch he loved was that AirRen ho.

“Well he pretty upset abou-”

My phone started to ring cutting her off.

“Hey baby. ” I cooed into the phone.

“Whea the fuck you at?” He barked in his slurred tone.

“August have you been drinking again? ”

I knew the answer but I just wanted to know. Ever since that bitch told him abouf those kids all he wanted to do was smoke, drink,  go out and fuck me.

“You … you know the answer to that shit. You still coming or what?”

“August I told you I’m hangin wit my girl to-”

“Fuck Lola ass … you FUCKIN ha?”

“Baby stop I’ll be over in a minute.” I said hanging up looking towards Lola roll her eyes and pack up her stuff.

“Im sorry.” I pouted.

“Save it.” She said walking out the door.

August

“So how do you wanna handle your baby mother and kids August?” One of the publicist from Def Jam asked.

I rolled my eyes towards the phone like he could see me, “I don’t know … ain’t that yall job? I ain’t tryna have this shit out. I don’t even know them.”

Ever since I found out about the twins being mine I wasn’t myself.  All I wanted to do was smoke and drink.  ‘I hate her. ’ I thought to myself as Mike kept talking.

“Look can yall handle it? I don’t want shit changing for them. I want them to live normal lives even if they dad famous, cool?” I asked getting a little emotional.

“We can’t make any promises August but we’ll do our best.”

“Thanks Mike. Ill see you up in New York tomorrow.”

I was looking forward to getting away from all this drama in Atlanta.  I hated AirRen and I deserved better. I loved her with everything in me and she kept my kids away from me.

“Selfish ass bitch!” I yelled opening up another bottle of ciroc.

“Stop thinking about her baby. Im here for you.” Nikkei walked in wrapping her arms around me.

I didn’t want Nikkei here but she was the closest thing to having a girl so I made her feel special.

“You late.”

“Aug it takes 30 minutes to get here from my new pla-”

“Shouldn’t have moved so far then ma.” I said taking a swig of the liquor.

“Shouldn’t have kicked me out for that bit-”

“Cut it the fuck out! Come hea.”

I watched her strip away each piece of clothing before she reached me. Nikkei knew I didn’t love her and she was just a good fuck.

“Take these off.” She said pulling at the zipper of my pants.

“Go ah head baby.” I said gripping her hair pushing her head towards my dick letting her mouth wrap around it.

Nyla

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“You ready to see mama?” I asked the twins as I turned the key to Ren’s house.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” Screamed running into her room.

'God I hope she’s descent. ’ I thought. After August left that night I decided to stay with her and help her take care of the twins. All she wanted to do was sleep and drink even on her birthday.

“Haaay babies.” She faintly said in between yawns.

“Mommy whats wrong?” AJ asked looking at AirRen’s  swollen face.

“Did Aug-g hurt you?” Seppie asked.

“No baby, DADDY didn’t hurt me.” She smiled kissing her forehead.

“He not my daddy mommy! He hurt you.” AJ pouted.

“Baby mommy told a lie to daddy and he was mad at me. Daddy loves you, okay?”

They shook their tiny heads.

“Seppie … AJ Lemme talk to mommy. Can you guys go play for a moment?” I asked pushing an empty bottle of Hennessey under the bed. They ran out laughing.

“How you feeling?” I asked looking at her.

“Mmmh… lets see! Im a horrible person,  my boyfriend left me because I didn’t want to have his kids,  I’ve downgraded to baby mama status AND lets not forget my kids are afraid of their father.” She sobbed taking a sip of the vodka from a flask.

“Look your gonna get out of this funky ass funk! So what if Burke left … FUCK HIM! Aug will come around and once the kids really get to know Aug they’ll love him just like you do!”

“I fucked up Ny! ” she cried holding the tear stained pillow.

“We all do sis but if he really loves you … yall will get back on good terms. Now lemme take you OUT since we’ve totally missed your birthday! ”

“Where are you tryna take me?” She slightly giggled.

“Trey and Chris are performing in New York … come with me pleeeeaase! ” I pouted.

“Uhh isn’t he gonna be there? I … I don’t want to see-”

“No Trey already let me know… so you down?”

She sat there for a moment in silence,  “sure im down.” She smiled.

“GOOD!” I hopped on her hugging her.

I pulled out my phone searching for his name:

Me: She agreed
Hubby: Good … they gon talk this shit out
Me: Exactly … see u 2mrrw ♡
Hubby: ♡

Best Friends with Benefits

DESCRIPTION: fwb!Jungkook x Reader

smut, cutie Jungkook, lowkey fluff

WORD COUNT: 1.7K 

A/N: this is my first smut/writing in general, and I’m really quite nervous to post this. But I thought this scenario up last night, and I’ve been wanting to write it all day. Please send me feedback on this story, and what you think I can do better to improve my writings! Thank you so much for reading, I hope you enjoy!

You were only meant to study. That was honestly all you wanted to do. No other intent or hint to engage in anything else. You had a big test coming up in Phycology class, and you wanted to study for it so you could be as ready as possible. You had asked Jungkook, your best friend, if you could come over and study with him, considering he needed to study too. He agreed and an hour later you arrived at his door, ready to hit the books. At first, you were studying, showing him flashcards of words and phrases and definitions that you were sure was going to be on the test. Then, however, Jungkook began to get bored, and decided it would be fun to mess with you.

At first, it was subtle things, like he’d mindlessly place his hand on your thigh, or he’d stare at you a little too long, or he’d brush a piece of hair out of your face, his hand lingering a little longer than usual on your cheek. You picked up on what he was doing, this not being the first time he had done this.

You two had been sleeping together for a while. At first it was strictly a one-time thing. You had admitted to him that you were embarrassed that you were a sophomore in college, and still a virgin. Jungkook had had his fair share of girlfriends and hookups, and quite frankly, knew what he was doing when it came to sex. You had heard the girls around the school rave about your best friend, and you got curious.

“Yah Jungkook, why not?!” You had asked him if he could be the one to take you virginity, seeing as he was the only boy you trusted whole heartedly, and you didn’t want you first time to be with someone who was only looking for a body to fuck and then leave the morning after.

“No! I refuse to fuck you (y/n)! it’s weird! You’re my best friend, I-I can’t!” He was dumfounded, astounded you had even asked him to do this. He couldn’t believe you trusted him enough for him to take your virginity, especially with the reputation he had gained around the school.

“Why not, Kook? you’re the only boy I trust enough with this, and I know you’re not just looking at me like a warm body. Please Jungkookie? Pretty pretty please?” You shot him your pout, your eyes getting big and your bottom lip sticking out slightly. He sighed and looked up at the ceiling, seriously considering having sex with you. Of course he had thought about you before sexually. More than once were you the main character in one of his many fantasies while he took his morning shower. You were gorgeous. Your body was deliciously curvy, and more than once did Jungkook catch himself staring at your ass.  But now that the situation had presented itself, he doesn’t know if he could do it. What if something between you both changed? What If it got to be too awkward between you both? What if you couldn’t handle it and you guys stopped being friends? He couldn’t deal with that.

But, that’s the exact opposite of what went down. You had convinced him to have sex with you, and it was amazing. You had to agree with the girls around school, Jungkook definitely knew what he was doing. And You? Jungkook couldn’t believe you were a virgin. Had he not been your best friend and known that you were telling the truth, he would have called bullshit. Soon enough, it became a regular thing. You would hook up at his place, or at yours. Honestly as long as you could be together, you didn’t care where you were.

Your current situation wasn’t a new one. Your textbooks and flashcards long forgotten, you and Jungkook were currently making out on top of his bed, his hand slowly moving to the inside of your leggings.

“Jungko-kook we really need to study.”

“I know baby. But it’s just, you wore these leggings, and your butt looked too good, it got me all riled up. This is your fault.” You could feel him smirk against your neck, as he continued to lay kisses up along your neck and jawline.

“It’s not my fault you can’t control yourself around me.” You shot back, lifting your hips so they would grind against his, causing a friction to hit his already very prominent boner, making him groan in annoyance against the crook of your neck.

“Watch it doll, remember the last time you tried this with me, hmm? I ruined you.”  You knew that stupid shit eating grin was on his face, recalling the last time you tried to tease him. You had done so so badly to the point where he lost all control and fucked you so hard you couldn’t walk without it hurting for at least three days.

He continued to kiss down your neck, moving to your collarbones, sucking hard, leaving pretty lilac and red marks up and down your upper half. He loved marking you, because of the hassle it caused you to try and cover them up later. Your hands had moved up under his t-shirt, your fingers trailing up and down his back, making him shiver.

“what do you want baby? I’m yours, tell me what you want me to do.” He was grinding against you know, making you unbelievably wet, and unbelievably irritable. He knew how to work you, and it pissed you off.

“Fuck, your fingers. Please Jungkook.” He loved hearing you whine. It was his second favorite noise. His first being the moans you made for him while he absolutely wrecked you. He slowly pulled down your leggings, but left your underwear on.

“Fuck babe, the lace? Why do you do this to me?”

“For giggles.”

“I fucking hate you.”

“I know baby, show me how much you hate me.” You moved your head to his neck, and started to leave your own hickeys. He moaned lowly in your ear, and moved his hand into your underwear, moving his fingers up and your slit, collecting your wetness on his fingers, before bringing them back up to your mouth.

“clean these for me baby girl.” You took his fingers into your mouth, sucking them clean, and moaning at your taste. He moaned at the sight.

“Fuck baby, you’re so sexy.” He moved his fingers back to your lower half, caressing your outer lips and clit.

“Jungkook, stop fucking teasing.” You were getting annoyed. He always did this, he’d play with you until you were fuming, until he finally caved in and gave you what you wanted. It was excellent foreplay, but it pissed you off.

“your wish is my command, sweetheart.” He then slipped two fingers into you, making you moan out.

“fuck Jungkook, oh my God.” You grabbed onto the back of his head, his hair threaded throughout your fingers. You were grinding on his fingers, while he moved them in and out.

“You like that baby girl? Do you like the way my fingers move in and out of you? Hmm?” You whimpered at his words.

“yes babe, oh God they feel so good, fuck.” Jungkook always knew how to work you. He knew where to kiss you, and where to tease you, and fast or slow you liked it. You were straight up riding his fingers now, meeting his thrusts with your hips, trying to get yourself to cum. Jungkook could tell you were close, so being the tease he was, he pulled them out.

“what the fuck?! Jungkook, you asshole!” He chuckled and leaned down to kiss you again.

“Sorry baby girl, but if you’re gonna cum, it’s gonna be with me inside of you.” With that, he removed his clothes, while you removed your t shirt, bra, and underwear. He got back on top of you, settling himself in between your thighs, while he kissed your lips.

“Are you still on birth control?” You rolled your eyes.

“Yes, Jungkook. You ask me every time we do this.”

“Hey, I’m just making sure.” With that, he slid inside, making you grip onto his bicep, moaning out.

“fuck Jungkook. You feel so good, oh.” He was thrusting slow, making you whine. He loved the feeling of you around him.

“Baby, you’re so fuc-fucking tight, God I love it.” He was kissing your neck, lightly biting on the skin. He started to move his hips faster, making you grip onto his shoulders, moving your nails roughly down his back.

“Yes, Kook, fuck. Go faster. Please baby.” He began to move his hips rapidly, making your eyes roll back into your head, clenching around his dick.

“Fuck (y/n), do that again.” You clenched around him again, making his grip on your hips get tighter.

“You’re so fucking tight baby, I love it. You’re gonna make me cum.”

“Yeah Jungkook, I’m so fucking close, please make me cum.” He started to move faster, making the pleasure flow throughout your body.

“Jungkook I-I’m so- I’m gonna-” you came all over him, your orgasm crashing over you in euphoric waves. You started to milk his cock, helping him get to his release faster.

“Come on baby, will you cum for me? Come on Kook.” You were kissing his neck, biting softly, trying to make him cum.

“Yeah, fuck (y/n), I’m cumming, I’m cumming.” He worked through his orgasm, slowly coming to a stop. Jungkook pulled out, kissed your forehead, and rolled over next to you. You rolled over to your side, cuddling up next to him.

“Yah, you’re sweaty, get off me.” You only moved into him closer, rolling your eyes.

“Shut up Jungkook. We do this every time, just be quiet and cuddle me.”

“Friends with benefits don’t cuddle babe.” You rolled your eyes again, moving your head to place your chin on his chest, looking at him.

“True, but we’re different. We’re best friends with benefits, so, shut up and cuddle.” He looked down at you, moving the hair that had fallen in front of your eyes to behind your ears. He sighed, knowing he can’t say no.

“Alright, fine.” He pulled up the covers from his bed, making sure you both were covered, before putting his arm around your waist. You soon both fell asleep, you happily coddled in your best friend’s arms.

A/N: the ending was horribly rushed, i have no idea how i should have ended this :/ but! i really hoped you liked this! Please give this a like, and request some stuff! thank you! 

 

Morning After

My body ached as you lifted the top half of it off of the bed propping yourself up on sore shoulders. I looked around in a morning haze suddenly remembering I had spent the night at Luke’s place. I looked to my left and saw him fast asleep shirtless and face down. I lifted my body up further pressing my back against the bed board behind me.  I groaned in pain as I pulled my legs up to sit indian style. Luke stirred next to me flipping his body over so he was face down and I could see ever so slight scratch marks. I watched his back as his muscles tightened then relaxed for what seemed like forever before I turned my head to look out the window. I smiled at the beautiful day before noticing my neck in the reflection. “Luke” I murmured angrily. It was covered in hickies and they would take me ages to cover up. I stared at myself for a while inspecting the marks and how badly they hurt to touch. I suddenly felt a hand run down my thigh and turned to see Luke awake and smiling tiredly at me. “Shit” he said noticing what he had done last night. “I swear, Luke, if you do this ever again I’m never even kissing you again” I said with a little annoyance in my voice. “It really isn’t that bad at all, Y//N” he said smirking at it. “Yes it is! And we’re seeing the boys later” I groaned. Luke pushed himself up so he could kiss me before saying “But it really isn’t its just two medium sized ones.” I looked back at my reflection noticing that he was right and that they weren’t the worst things ever. I turned back to him and smiled kissing his forehead and saying “Well anyways, it was fun.”

anonymous asked:

stop being such a whiny bitch you're the only one that cares if rady is giving 'hate' or not and its not like people would listen to you anyway so just SHUT UP already

Hello again anon

Hey, did I ever mention that my brother was bullied?
Because he was. At school he was bullied for being a nerd because he liked reading and could quote practically every line from Star Wars, he was bullied for being a faggot because he stood up to the assholes who were beating up a gay kid.
When he heard about tumblr he thought that since lots of people on here love fandoms and books and are supposed accepting, he wouldn’t have to worry about things here. That he might have an escape, or at least a distraction.
But then he started getting bullied again, for liking certain things, favoring certain characters and not liking other ones, or just for giving his opinion on what he thought of Rose Tyler’s new haircut or how he wasn’t satisfied with how the Bones series ended.

Honestly the people online gave him more shit than the people offline. He tried turning off anon and ask altogether, changing blogs or fandoms, and ended up having to delete his tumblr and Twitter and any other social media site because he was being bullied so bad.

Whenever he tried to stand up to bullies, he would get beaten up or threatened or get sent unimaginably cruel hate mail.

I am never going to shut up. I don’t give a crap if people don’t care or don’t listen. I’m not going to stand by and watch as someone purposefully hurts other people, and you know why?

Because I just got back from visiting my brother’s grave.
Because I know that if you opened his casket you’d still be able to see the bruises around his neck from the noose he used to hang himself.

And I don’t have time for your shit.

STAGEDIVE-GATE: Is Joyce Manor RIGHT or WRONG?

All 158 pounds of my pure muscles crushing someone’s neck.

Joyce Manor apparently made some rant about people stage diving at their shows because people were getting hurt or something. I actually didn’t watch the video because I’m 25 and trying to muster up the will to give a shit about stage diving is really hard. We got cops killing black people!

But I will weigh in with a strong opinion because that’s what America is about and also because page views.

I side with Joyce Manor because it’s their show. Not everything is for you and tailored for you. I always side with the artist because we are better than you. We hang out together at parties and BBQ’s and we don’t invite you. Being an artist is an Illuminati-esque exclusive club.

But since I am a man of the people at the same time I have come up with a solution for the fans or Normo’s as Brett Gelman calls them. 

You are only allowed to stage dive if you weigh 140 lbs. or less. Straight up, If you weigh more then that you run the risk of snapping necks and wrists. We can call it Schley Diving (coined by David S.) because Joyce Manor fans tend to be skinny teenagers for the most part. So please donate to my Kickstarter to get a scale outside of every venue in America!