my voice is blown

47. Metal Arm Kink

Word Count: 3,139
A/N: I got super carried away with this and I really hope I didn’t ramble and it comes off the way I want it to. Hope you enjoy it!
Summary: Bucky overhears Y/N talking with Natasha and Wanda about the things she wants him to do to her with his metal fingers. He’s happy to oblige. 
Written by: @mrssgtjamesbuckybarnes

Originally posted by retardell

As you walked into the compound, a bottle of wine in each hand, you couldn’t help the excitement bubbling in your chest. When you entered the common room, you were happy to see Natasha and Wanda already there, pizza and chips on the coffee table, and wine glasses ready to be filled. They looked up when you entered, cheering when they saw the alcohol in your hand. You sat on the floor with the couch to your back and handed Nat one of the bottles.

 “I’m so glad we’re doing this.” Wanda said as you opened the bottle of white wine and poured yourself a glass. “It feels like there’s so much testosterone in this place. It’ll be nice to be just us girls for a few hours.” You kicked your shoes off and leaned back, drink in hand. The guys had all decided that they needed a night out to relieve some stress. We had decided that a night involving sweaty, drunken strangers wasn’t something we were feeling so we decided to enjoy the quiet and have a girls’ night in.

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The dragon and her thief.

Ok so. All this time I was under the belief that Niles was voiced by Yuri Lowenthal, but it turns out he’s voiced by Roger Rose. (who also voices Takumi and Hisame) My mind has been blown to dust. BECAUSE I REALLY BELIEVED THAT WAS YURI LOWENTHAL I WAS HEARING ALL THIS TIME. I have never felt so mislead. They both have such sexy voices it distresses me.


So the above photos, this tweet, and some spirited conversations in the group chat led to this ficlet. Much contribution from @sidsknee and @ehghtyseven, the best bits were their ideas. Make sure you take a look at @sidsknee‘s AO3 here


Shape of You

Geno feels like shit. The ice packs the trainers sent him back to the hotel with have gone warm. They’re going to take ages to refreeze in the tiny freezer of his mini fridge; and in the meantime, he’d like to maybe sleep, at some point. Their flight tomorrow is at ass’o’clock in the morning. He can’t wait to be back home. This entire road trip has been hellish, with tonight’s game the worst of all.

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anonymous asked:

#28 you can make this shippy or just friendship. Zen has been damaged. Orisa has to carry him to safety.

Me: I should get to these older asks—

Me, in a hood: But robot friendship tho.

Me: Shit, u right.


“For your own safety, I recommend moving behind my barrier,” said Orisa, waving civilians through. The reaction to the heavily modified OR-15 unit was somewhat mixed, as was to be expected for the occasional ruckus Orisa would cause in Numbani. Still, in the face of a Talon attack, her presence was more welcomed than not, especially when it came with a protective barrier. She glanced over her shoulder to see Zenyatta, overseeing the actual exit of the civilians while sending some kind of orb hovering over the more injured ones to stabilize them until they could get to safety. She turned her attention back to keeping watch for Talon agents as the last few civilians exited. She heard a soft chiming sound and looked up to see the same orb shining over her. She poked at it, then pointed at it and looked over her shoulder at Zenyatta.

“Query—” she started.

“It is an orb of harmony,” said Zenyatta, already knowing her question, “It should restore your armor after that debris fell on you.”

“Understood,” said Orisa, glancing back at the orb, “Is my performance satisfactory?”

“You are doing very well,” said Zenyatta, patting her on the shoulder. 

“Master,” Genji’s voice came over the comm channel, “If the remaining civilians have been evacuated, we can regroup near Aetria.”

“Acknowledged,” said Zenyatta. He glanced back to Orisa, “We must make our way to our friends,” he said, moving forward. Orisa followed after him. 

“Our friends?” Orisa repeated.

“Yes,” Zenyatta answered easily, “They are your friends as well.”

“Oh,” Orisa went quiet and seemed to be processing.

“Have I said something that confused you?” said Zenyatta.

“No,” said Orisa, “Current outlook is… optimal.”

“Excell–” Zenyatta started but then there was a shout from the balcony above them and grenade landed between them. “Oh,” said Zenyatta.

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Roman Reigns Blurb request - The Shower Incident

“Babe……” I called from the shower, waiting for him to respond. Nothing. “Babe!” I shouted a little louder this time. Still nothing. “ROMAN!!” I hollered and could literally hear it bouncing off of the walls in our bedroom. I finally heard his footsteps on the stairs.

“You need me?” He peeked his head around the door frame that joined our bathroom and bedroom.

“Clearly, I’ve been calling for you for ten minutes now,” I grumbled. I heard him let out a low chuckle.

“Whatcha need, babe?” he asked as he stepped into the bathroom.

“Can you get me a new bar of soap, mine’s almost out?” I cracked the door to the shower and held my hand out. “Please?”

I heard him rustling around in my bathroom cabinet and then……nothing. “Roman?” I peered through the glass shower door and he was nowhere to be found. “Ro, seriously, where are y-“

“Right here, Lex.” He cut me off as he walked towards the shower, completely naked, and stepped in – handing me my bar of soap as he turned on the second shower head.

“What are you doing?” I looked at him, confusion written all over my face. Showering together wasn’t really in our repertoire.

“I’m showering, obviously.” He said matter-of-factly, as though we did this every day.

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Hating Changkyun - IM/Changkyun Smut

Enjoy guys XD 
Glancing down at the time on my phone for the 10th time that night, I couldn’t wait any longer. What was taking Hoseok so long, he said he’d be out of dance practice half an hour ago and now I’ve been stood outside Starship Entertainment for almost an hour. I’m a very supportive sister when it comes to Hoseok and his job, but on occasions like this, it’s a pain in the ass.
Deciding to just take matters into my own hands, I made my way into the building, bowing at the receptionist and finding my way to the familiar dance room. Being a lover of dance myself, sometimes Hoseok would let me use the studio whilst I practiced the routines I choreographed at home, obviously with the helping hand of himself. Shoving the heavy door open, I stepped into the studio, only to come face to face with Shownu’s chest.
“Shit, sorry Y/N, I didn’t see you, Hoseok’s in there, he’ll be done in five minutes.” I nodded my head in acknowledgement and sauntered into the room, looking around for the blonde haired boy.
“Hoseok, what the hell, I was waiting for an hour!” You watched as his eyes grew wide and he tried to make a run for door. However, I’d already tackled him to the ground, and sat on him on so he couldn’t escape.
“I’m not letting you go until you apologise.” Huffing, he attempted to free himself but it was no use. “Fine, fine, I’m sorry Y/N now can you please let me go.” 
I released him from the floor, helping him stand and then handed him the bag of food I bought on my way to the building.
“Are you really that heavy Y/N, that even your brother can’t get up when you’re sat on him” A familiar mumble was made from across the room and I stared daggers at Changkyun. “Nope, I just have a lot of muscle which you clearly don’t have.” As you can tell, Changkyun and I aren’t the best of friends, I’m probably the most hated person to him. Ever since we had that stupid game of hide and seek and I accidently kicked him in the balls when I thought someone was sneaking up on me, he’s hated my guts.
“Guys we should be going now.” Kihyun’s voice boomed through the studio and everybody agreed, following him out the door. 
“Can I stay here for awhile?” I turned to Hoseok, wanting nothing more than to dance now that I was in the dance room. “ Fine, but be back before 12.” Her hugged me farewell and followed his members out.
Changkyun being the last to leave, made his way towards me, wearing nothing more than his usual resting bitch face. Following him to the door so I could close it, I didn’t realise he had stopped and was leaning towards my ear. “Now Y/N, before you start trying to test me, just know what you’re getting yourself into because me and you both know that my muscles can do a lot more than just lift weights .” Heavy breathing could be heard from his voice, and the air blown on to my ear sent goose bumps down my spine. Pulling away, he smiled, winked then walked away, whistling to himself like nothing had happened. What the hell was up with that boy.


Finally wrapping up the choreography, my muscles began to ache from the two hours of non-stop dancing and I found myself wondering round the hallways for a water fountain. Finally spotting one behind a figure, who as so happened to be getting a drink also. I slumped over to the figure, reaching to grab a cup and wait for my turn.
“You do realise that you should be home so-” the voice cut off when the person turned around and looked at my attire. Of course of all people who would still be here and seeing me in only a sports bra and booty shorts, it would be Changkyun. His eyes, gawked towards my cleaverage and I blushed, cursing myself at reacting towards his actions.
“I know, and if you don’t mind, I need to get a drink.” Cutting him out of his gawking, I pushed him to the side so I could grab my water, still aware that he was watching my every moves, eyes not leaving my body.
“So how come you’re still here anyway?” I asked him, trying to make small talk which is wouldn’t end in an argument. No reply.
“Oi, my eyes are up here.” That caught his attention, and his eyebrows knitted together in confusion. “Did you ask me something?” Irritated, I mumbled a ‘ridiculous’ under my breath and walked away from him shouting back to him to stop staring at my ass, in which I got an irritatingly cute laugh back. Cute? Shut up Y/N, you hate him.
Entering the dance studio and getting back into formation, I shook off the thoughts that I never knew I could possibly think.
I started the dance, getting more into moves as the music became more tense, and then the sexual part came up and I was more than ready for it. I strutted over to the opposite side of the room, dropping to the floor and body rolling back up making sure to pop my ass out, then as I brought my hand up my thighs, gliding them up my body and meeting my hair in which I tugged slightly. Throughout all of it, I didn’t realise that a certain person was sat at the very corner of the room, eyes dark and hands palming the small bulge which poked from his pants. However when I did notice him, the drop I was starting to do came to a hault, eyes widening and my ass falling to the floor.
“What the fuck are you doing Changkyun?” I practically screamed at him, and he just sat and stared, still stroking himself.
“You’ve been driving me crazy Y/N.” He stood from his place and slowly made his way to where I stood. When he was close enough so that I could feel his breath fanning my face, I made sure to keep my eyes trained to the floor.
“What are you doing?” I whispered, curious to his sudden change in mood. “I don’t think you understand how much you drive me insane, you have the sexiest body I’ve ever seen are you face is basically made for a goddess and I have to put on a cover up and act like I hate you, when in fact you frustrate me so fucking much. Do you understand how many cold showers I’ve had to have when I see you prancing around our dorm in your short shorts and tank tops that barely cover your tits.” He groaned, and brought his hand to my face lifting up my chin so I was staring straight at him. I noticed how his eyes up close sparkled golden and his skin radiated a warm glow that you would only notice up close. His hair was messily stuck to his forehead and realised how much it made him seem hotter and for the first time since I’d met him at Hoseok’s dorm that I got butterflies in my stomach, and heat pooled in my lower region.
I felt trapped by the heat surrounding our bodies and I wasn’t aware of how close we were but if he moved any closer, he’d be pressed up against my boobs. I stared at his plump lips, wanting nothing more than them to be on my own. Why was I only realising how hot he looked now, when he was nearly pressed up against me.
The suspense was killing me and I couldn’t wait any longer, knowing that his bulge was basically pressed against my leg and the hotness from his breath was sending shivers throughout my body. So I did what I should’ve done a year ago, I kissed him. And boy was it a kiss I’d never forget.
He wasted no time in backing me up to the mirror, bringing his hands to the back of my thighs, hoisting me up so that my legs were wrapped around him. My hands played with the soft hairs at the back of his head, tugging slightly, earning a small moan from him. Deepening the kiss, he pulled our bodies closer together, if that was even possible, feeling his bulge press up against me causing a groan to slip out against his lips.
“God that was hot,” he pulled away, tugging on my top signalling me to take it off. Whilst stripping my top off, he cascaded his off as well and I couldn’t help but to stare at the structured art on his torso. He wasn’t kidding when he said he was ripped.
“Like what you see?” Smirking, he stared at my blushing face, bringing me in for another kiss. However before it could become heated, he pulled away causing a small whine to rip from my throat.
“Are you sure you want this?” For the first time, I saw a look of concern on his face and I noticed how much he was trying to hold himself back from ripping off my pants and taking me there and then.
“Yes, now shut up you idiot and fuck me.” He let out a deep chuckle and smiled at me. His eyes darkening with lust, “I’ve wanted this for so long, I won’t be able to get enough of you after this.”

Lips were entertwined, clothes were thrown all over the studio and the mirror was steamed up from the sweat that was now beginning to form on both of our bodies.
“I’m going to have to make this quick because Hoseok will kill me if you aren’t home on time.” He kissed my nose, pulling down his underwear and freeing his erection. He pulled my panties to the side, rubbing his tip across the my lower lips, “god you’re so wet,” he groaned into my neck and slowly began to enter. Breath hitched, his head rolled to my shoulder once all the way and he paused giving me enough time to adjust. He was a lot bigger and thicker than anybody I’d usually been with, and it felt amazing, as he filled me up, whole.
Giving him a gently rub on the arm, I notified him that he could start to move, however instead he stayed still bringing his mouth to my ear, nibbling the lobe and whispering “okay, I’ll make it up to you next time, but you better be prepared because I’m about to fuck you so hard, the only thing you’ll be screaming is my name.” And boy was he fucking right.
He pulled out just so that the tip was left inside before slamming back in, hard,causing my body to jolt up the mirror and a scream to errupt from my throat. He did that over and over again, each time getting deeper and deeper as he hoisted my leg over his shoulder so he was now hitting the spot that sent my eyes rolling to the back of my head. “Fuck” and “Changkyun” became my only vocabulary and I began to feel the rising sensation building up in the pit of my stomach and I knew I was close. His head was in my neck, sweat rolling down his own and his hair pulled and yanked in different directions by my hands which were entangled in it. “Fuck Y/N you’re so tight, shit I’m not going to last, come for me Y/N” he groaned against my skin, and his thrusts began to get sloppy. He brought his hand down to rub at my clit, which sent me over the edge.
I came, seeing stars, as my vision blurred and I had the strongest orgasm I’d ever had. My orgasm stirred his own and he came loudly moaning out my name. His head tilted back, eyes squeezing shut and he looked heavenly. He was beautifully sexy and I had no choice but to admit it, not after having sex with him. I knew I was in too deep now, my feelings for him had rushed back in the blink of a second, and I couldn’t deny it any longer.
Finally coming down from our high, he brought me in for another kiss and I melted into his arms, not caring how vulnerable I probably looked.
“Can I take you out on a date tomorrow, I need to stop denying my feelings for you.” He smiled at my glowing face, and I eagerly nodded my head.
“I’ll go on a date with you but.. not until you take your dick out of me.” I laughed, looking down at our still entertwined bodies.
“You won’t be saying that next time I’m fucking you.” He remarked however I didn’t fail to notice the small blush on his cheeks which he tried to hide, resulting in my laughter becoming louder, until I was in full hysterics. I’d manage to make the guy who carried a resting- bitch face on him 24/7 blush, and I was never going to let him live for that.

“SHIT! We better get you home,” I looked at the time and realised it was 12:15pm. Hoseok was going to have a fit.
He finally pulled out, and we quickly picked up our clothes, throwing them on and running towards the door.
“So, dinner tomorrow then? I’ll make it up to you for having to make this quick.” He asked throwing his arm over my shoulder.
“I’ll happily come, as long as I get to top” shaking his head, he chuckled at my choice of words, and we walked out of the building taking our time to walk back to the dorms. Before making it to the door he pulled me to a hault, his hand bringing my jaw up so that I was looking at his face and he brought his lips to mine, kissing me with more passion than he’d done before.
“Can’t wait.” And for the first time in a year, we walked into the dorm laughing, causing Hoseok to stare dumbfounded at the pair of us. He didn’t say anything, just watched us before finally speaking up,
“You both smell of sex and you’re late, you better get your asses to bed before I whoop them.”
This only caused us to laugh even more, sprinting towards our bedrooms and he bidding me a goodnight by a smack to the ass. Just wait, that dick will get it tomorrow…

Originally posted by bts-bap-trash

Wings experience omggg

First of all amazing holy shit I have no voice because duhhh

- Jin has blown my mind - worldwide handsome
- they all spoke English so much and it was so cute omg
- from where I was seated jimin looked so small omggggg
- Suga slayeeeeed and his English killed meeeeeeeee
- they must of been so tired from just singing non stop for a hour tho omg
- solo songs were amazing omg
- j hope was fucking incredible . Aussie fans are defs stans
- jungkooks dancing for begin was some Michael Jackson shit he was amazing.
- Namjoon was so proud of the bbmas win.
- I love how they all pronounced Sydney like sid-Di-ne honestly so cute
- it was lit

They didn’t speak to us much until the encore but when they did they went crazy

Honestly was such a amazing concert and I am obsessed with watching the videos I took


The Wedding

My submission for @hiatustory May Challenge: Bed Sharing

Rating: M, Words:8,837

John and Sherlock arrive at a quaint little bed and breakfast inn for a wedding, only to find out their reservations were messed up. How will things go when they are forced to share a bed for the entire weekend?

John stared at their room with apprehension. This had to be a mistake, this needed to be fixed. Rushing back down the hall he almost ran into Sherlock.

“Where’s the dead body John?” This was Sherlock’s unique way of asking what’s the rush.

“No time, I have to get to the front desk. They’ve messed up our reservation.” John continued on to the front desk.

“Excuse me, madam. I believe there has been a mix up in my reservation. You see, there was supposed to be double beds, plural, not a double bed, singular.”

“Oh my goodness. I apologize. But unfortunately, we are booked up for the weekend. There is a wedding-”

John slammed his hand on the counter and the woman jumped, “Sorry, sorry. I know about the wedding, I am here for the bloody wedding.“ After taking a deep breath John tried again, "Is there nothing you can do? Please.”

“I really am sorry. Every room is booked and no expected vacancies until Monday afternoon.”

Back up in the room, John found Sherlock unpacking his tux.

“What was the fuss about John? The room looks perfectly suitable to me.”

“Sherlock, there is only one bed.”

Sherlock looked around the room as if just noticing there was only one bed. “Ah, I see. And what did the front desk say about this unfortunate incident?” Sherlock watched John’s reaction closely. John licked his lips and scratched at his neck as he looked away. Oh, this wasn’t good. But it wasn’t exactly bad either.

“She said they’re all booked up and there was nothing she could do. I don’t know if that is true or just payback.”


“For startling her. I, uh, I shouted at her.”

“John, really! Was that necessary? We’ll just have to share the bed.”

John glanced around the room, there wasn’t even a couch for him to sleep on. “What choice do we have?”

“I’m truly a sound sleeper John you won’t even know I’m there.”

“The problem is me. I sometimes get restless when I sleep. Toss and turn.”

“We’ll find out soon enough, but I’m sure it won’t bother me.”

Several hours later John was just getting out of the shower when he heard talking. It was Sherlock. Was he speaking to himself or was someone in the room with him? He quickly got his answer.

“John, did you hear me?”

A bit annoyed with the way Sherlock always continue to talk to him when he isn’t even around, John exited the bathroom not realizing he was wearing only his towel. “I was in the shower, Sherlock. How many times do we have to go over this?”

“Sorry?” Sherlock glanced over to John. Good God he was only wearing a towel. “When we came back from dinner you were sitting right there.” Sherlock tried to remain unaffected by seeing John shirtless, with water running down his chest, and what a fine chest it was.

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my favorite thing about Jon’s cover of “Firework” is that he so unapologetically CANNOT do it, but powers through it in (what i can only assume is a) one take anyways, and sounds LEAGUES better than the studio-mashed, auto-tuned fakery that is the original

i wanna do a compilation of matt mercer’s best npc voices bc hoooo boy if you don’t watch critical role and are laughing at the posts abt matt going around just wait until you hear him voice tyriok the map maker or gilmore, owner of gilmore’s glorious goods

or a bear

he straight up voices an actual bear

even if you don’t watch critrole it’s super cool to see and hear because his whole demeanor changes as he shifts into different characters


When you find out that 

This dork’s voice

was the voice of this guy

……..   ((Proceed below to see my reaction.)) …….

Originally posted by heroinewithoutashell


The VA is Roger Craig Smith. 

Now everytime I watch the Pulverizer all im gonna be thinking is “Wow…thats sonic….” Welp this surely changes my views on Tim. Dang it. Lol

His eyes fly over my face, the brown of his eyes darker than usual. ‘Get off me,’ I snarl and try to push him, but he slams me right back to the wall. Air escapes my lungs.

Brendon launches forward and kisses me. My stomach flips, a burning desire to kiss him back taking over. His lips over mine, aggressive and demanding, coaxing my mouth open. I respond without thinking, attacking his mouth fervently, still so goddamn angry.

Here I am again. Fuck, I –

Our tongues brush unapologetically, a jolt of electricity running up and down my spine. I push him off me violently, and he stumbles backwards. 'Don’t,’ I command, but he takes a step towards me. 'I’m not like that. I’m not into this stuff.’

'I didn’t say you were,’ he says simply, his voice rough and pupils blown. I lick my lips, trying to regain control.

Fuck it.

I fist his shirt and pull him back for a kiss, our tongues pressing together. His hands are instantly on my belt, unbuckling. He whispers, 'Can you get hard for me?’ That’s a useless question because my dick has been very intrigued ever since his lips first met mine. He cups my half-hard cock and smiles against my mouth wickedly. 'Good.’

No, this is fucking bad.

—  The Heart Rate of a Mouse; Volume I, Book I, Chapter IX.
R.I.P Gucci Bag- The Adventures Of Mama Suho

Sehun (POV)

Tao’s such a whinny ass bitch!!!!All he does is cry about that damn bag.And now we’re seating here at  a funeral….for a fucking bag!

Tao:*Dressed as a black widow and crying*It should’ve been me!He was so young!!I bought him 3 months ago!!!He was struck out of his youth!!

Sehun:The fuck is this shit?!

Luhan:I’m so sorry for you’re loss *hugs Tao*If you need someone just call me *gives tao a flirty wink*

Tao:*scoffs*Bitch my gucci bag just died and your pathetic ass is trying to flirt with me at a fucking funeral!!!Like who the fuck does that?!!!!!!

Baekhyun:He seriously bought a casket for a fucking bag?

Chen:Tao whats wrong with you?

Kyungsoo:*comes in dragging an unconscious chanyeol on the floor*Sorry we’re late we know!



Xiumin:Why are you dragging Chanyeol around on the floor?!

Kyungsoo:Oh I knocked him the fuck out..its no biggie

Tao:Uh yeah it is a fucking biggie!!I’m supposed to sing a song and he was going to play the guitar for my performance!

Kyungsoo:Awwww looks like he won’t now…


Baekhyun:*taking selcas*Funeral Selca!!!

Kris:I can’t believe that you let him throw a fucking funeral!!!!

Suho:I couldn’t say no to that face I mean look at him*points at tao*

Tao:*violently sobbing and making an unpleasant face*

Suho:So cute

Kris:I should’ve just stayed in the galaxy

Sehun:*points at Tao*Eww this hyung is really ugly when he cries!!!

Tao:*stops crying*You know what I’m done with this bitch because he’s too busy being a bitch!

Sehun:*stops laughing*Wait what?

Kai:Why am I here again?

Tao:Because my bag died bitch!!!

Kai:And why should I care?

Tao:Because we have chicken…..

Kai:Aww yeah chicken for life bitches

Tao:Uh this ignorant shit!

Chanyeol:*Wakes up*Uh my head…

Kyungsoo:I see you’re awake

Chanyeol:Uh what happened?

Kyungsoo:oh nothing

Lay:Tao can you give me my weed now?

Tao:No I don’t have it …..chen does

Lay:Chen what the fuck is your problem?!*runs towards chen*

Chen:I already told that I don’t have your fucking weed!!!

Tao:Alright everyone sit down and shut up !!Its time for me to sing my song!Chanyeol come on play that shit

Chanyeol:*starts playing guitar*

R.I.P  BY:Tao


You were so young

Only bought you 3 months ago

Now you’re gone and up gucci heaven 

Gucci is life bitches ,gucci is life

I’m broken and sehun’s a bitch

My family’s crazy and my gucci bags gone

Mom and dad bought you with their money

Even though they were still fighting

Suho:Now you wait a minute!!!!

Sehun:I may be a bitch but I’m still more fabulous than you

Baekhyun:Whats wrong with this bitch?

Tao:*attempts to sing a high note*


Kyungsoo:Someone needs to give a posion apple to whoever told that bitch that he could sing

Xiumin:Don’t laugh Xiumin don’t laugh

Chen:It should be illegall to sound this bad

Tao:*Chokes while singing high note*

Kris:Is it bad that I find this funny

Chanyeol:*laughing his ass off*

Luhan:*can’t hold in his laughter*Tao you should be a comedian

Baekhyun:I’m surrounded by idiots

Lay:Who needs weed when you have tao

Tao*sings finall lyrics and gets emotional*

Gucci come back

We were bitches 

and now your gone

rest in peace gucci


Tao:So how was it?

Chanyeol:Aye lets make some noise for tao and his amazing performance!!

Sehun:What do you mean make some noise?He made enough noise already!!

Tao:Oh shut it Sehun! I know that you’re all so blown away by my angelic voice!

Chen:Who the hell told you that?

Kyungsoo:*laughs while drinking water and gets choked*

Baekhyun:Bitch you can’t even carry a tune!who the fuck lied to you?

Tao:I can’t carry a tune bitch watch and learn *starts singing a high note*

Kai:I just want to eat chicken

Chen:Wow he actually sounds good!

Xiumin:He sounds okay..

Tao:*gets chocked again while singing*

Sehun:just what i expected

Chanyeol:*gets scared*

Chen:Please not this again

Baekhyun:*seriously judging*

Tao:Yep I totally nailed that shit because I am gucci and gucci is me

love at first string

Author: deanwinchester-af

Pairings: Jensen x  Reader x Jared

Words: 2k+

Warnings: Poly relationship.

Beta by: Wifey @loveitsallineed <3

Summary: What should you do, when two best friends fall for you? 

A/N: Honestly, I have no idea how this came out to be this. I was in the zone and it ended this way… And I love it. Also wanna say thank you to @waywardlullabies for always helping me with plots. Feedback is very appreciated it  ♥ 


Request by @adriellej

What if like reader being a singer, and she sings in bars, so one night she sings at Jared’s bar and Jensen hears her, and just completely falls for her. Like one big freaking piece of fluff :) 


The wait was finally over. You were going to sing at San Jac Saloon with your band. The bar you’ve been intending to book a gig for the past few months. It was an extreme surprise when you got the call from Jared Padalecki himself asking for your band to sing at his bar. Without thinking twice, you agreed to sing for his customers. Hard work really does pays off.

That first conversation with him wasn’t long but it was precise. Jared let you know he discovered you by walking down the street. You were singing Simple Man by the fourth bar from his. ‘I love the song and your voice is incredible, would you like to play this Saturday at my bar?’ Were Jared’s exact words.

You couldn’t believe it was happening. Mixed emotions of joy and excitement approached you all at once. The outfit you picked for tonight was simple. The loose little black dress went perfectly with your also black leather jacket. Your hair was loosely curled and makeup done at it’s most simplicity. As a minimalist, you weren’t used to do much or over accessorize, you enjoyed the simplicity and let your voice speak for itself.

Chills began to overcome you with the growing audience. Letting out a soft sigh you adjusted yourself in the center of the stage. It wasn’t small, but it wasn’t big either. It was just right. You hugged the guitar hanging off your body, the manager telling you it’s time to start.

“Hey,” your southern accent instantly showed off. “My name is Y/N Chester… The band is really excited to be performing here tonight. A giant Moose found me by this song-” you chuckled softly with the crowd, “-and made our dreams come true. I dedicate this song to Jared, thanks for giving us this opportunity.”

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It's All About You Tonight, Baby (Luke Hemmings AMA Inspired Smut)

Inspired by: Their fucking AWESOME performance and their win at the AMAs! (Here’s a picture of Luke looking kind of cocky and VERY hot from last night bc why not woo!)


“WE WON! WE FUCKING WON, BABE!” Luke yelled on the phone, and I laughed, “YOU DID! IM WATCHING YOU ON TV RIGHT NOW!” “Do I have anything waiting for me when I get back?” he asked, “Maybe..” I replied, hearing the smirk in his voice when he said he’ll be back in an hour.

I was flipping through the channels after the show, waiting for Luke and nearly squealed when I heard the door unlock. “LOOK!” Luke yelled, standing at the door and holding up their award, Ashton, Calum and Michael cheering and screaming next to him. “IM SO PROUD OF YOU GUYS!” I yelled, getting pulled into one of the trademark 5sos bear cuddles. “Anyway. We’ll leave you guys alone” Ashton said, taking the award from Luke’s hand and walking towards their rooms, the screaming not dying down.

“What do I get?” Luke asked, walking in and kicking the door behind him. “Whatever you want, babe” I replied, watching his lips curl into a small side smirk as he bit his lip. He wrapped both arms around my waist, pressing me into his chest. “You did so fucking good, Luke” I said, standing on my toes and kissing his neck, already getting a low moan from him. Wow, he was really turned on.

“And you killed it. And god, I wanted my hands all over you the second you won” I whispered, kissing behind his ear, then tugging softly on it. “I want your hands all over me” he murmured, leaning his neck back, his hands grabbing my ass so my lips were pressed to his neck. I placed a hard kiss in the middle of his neck, sucking on his skin along the side of his neck, making his grip on my bum tighten.

I nudged his shoulder a little so he would walk towards the bed, his hard on already pressing against me. I reached down, pulling his hands off me, a dissatisfied moan escaping his lips. “Let me just get this off” I whispered, reaching to his shoulders and pulling his jacket off, and grabbing the hem of his tshirt, lifting it off his head and throwing it aside.

I watched Luke’s gaze on me, as I started to kiss his neck again, harder this time, touching his sides with just my fingertips, sucking on one collarbone and quickly switching to the other as his hands reached down to my tshirt, letting me pull away for a second so he could get it off. I slowly started to sink to my knees as I kissed down his chest, alternating between briefly licking a spot, tasting his nervous sweat and then sucking on that spot, proceeding in a line down his stomach until I was kneeling in front of him, my hands on his waist.

“Get it off, babe” Luke said, and I nodded, pulling his pants down, then his underwear as he sat on the edge of the bed, me kneeling between his legs and his hands on either side of him. I looked up at him, his eyes a dark shade of blue, full of greed and I smiled to myself, wrapping my hands around the base of his cock, a moan that almost sounded like a growl leaving his lips. “Go for it, princess” Luke urged and I nodded, slowly pumping his length, feeling him getting harder in my hands.

My only aim was to make Luke feel like never before so I leaned forward, kissing his tip, licking a few drops of precum, looking up to see his teeth biting so hard on his lip that it would be bleeding in no time. I squeezed up and down him a few times, earning more low swears from him. “Stop fucking teasing me, baby. Please.” Luke moaned, his eyes barely open as he looked down at me.

“Whatever you say, Luke. It’s about you tonight, baby” I said, wrapping my lips around him, slowly taking him. “God fucking-” Luke began but his voice got caught in his throat as I leaned forward, taking him deeper as I continued to squeeze at his base. I looked up Luke’s chest, already getting dotted with sweat, his lip being chewed worryingly hard, and his eyes were now clenched shut.

I hummed softly, causing him to jerk his hips towards me, pushing himself deeper into my mouth. I smiled, the colour rushing to his cheeks and his grip on the sheets making me want to do this all night as I guided him in and out of my mouth, taking him in a little deeper each time as his hands moved from the bed to my hair, grabbing my hair, mumbling “Fuckfuckfuckfuck” every time I combined pressing up his length with guiding him into my mouth.

I watched the way his chest was heaving and his hold on my hair was almost painful but god, I loved the look of pure pleasure on his face, making me pick up the pace, this decision supported by Luke’s contented moans. I could’ve easily reached my peak from simply watching Luke’s face and hearing him moaning my name mixed with swears but Luke quickly held the back of my neck mumbling a low, “Wait”

“Mm?” I asked, my lips still on his tip, “Wait, I-I need to be inside you. I need to hear you scream” he said breathlessly, taking me a little by surprise. I pulled away, pouting up at him, “Anything I want, right?” Luke asked, “Anything you want, babe” I assured him, smiling and dragging my hands down his legs and pulling his pants off.

“Take your clothes off for me, princess” Luke ordered and fuck, I really loved the controlling, demanding side of Luke that I rarely got to see. I smiled at him, standing up and pulling my shorts off, tossing it aside. “Keep going, gorgeous” Luke urged, and I noticed his hand was stroking his length, pumping it slowly as he watched me.

I reached behind me, undoing my bra, and letting it slide off my shoulder, Luke’s lips turning into a hungry smirk. “Shall I keep going, Luke? Or do you want to?” I asked sweetly, hooking my fingers into the top of my underwear. He nodded, “Keep going, princess” he said, reaching his other hand out to touch my waist as I pulled my underwear down, stepping out of it and standing between Luke’s legs.

“Come on” he said, pulling me so I was straddling his waist, his hands immediately reaching for my boobs, and his lips pressed against mine, as I pushed his shoulder so he would lie on his back. “God I love you so fucking much” Luke mumbled, sliding his hands down to my waist, holding me as he grinded his hips against mine.

I reached down, closing my eyes and guided  Luke into me, hearing his moans mixing with mine. “Luke. Fingers.” I managed to say, as I continued to guide Luke’s thrusts. I leaned my head back as Luke’s thumb reached for my clit, massaging it softly. “YES LUKE” I yelled, with each thrust, Luke’s moans slowly turning into mumbled swears, and then into full blown yelling and cursing, my voice barely audible over his.

“FUCK” Luke yelled, as he reached his peak, suddenly his thumb still, then quickly picking up the pace as he yelled, and I felt my thighs burning, as I reached my peak, feeling my legs giving out and I leaned down, sleeping on Luke’s chest.

His hands immediately wrapped around my waist, drawing small patterns on my lower back. “Are you okay, beautiful?” he asked, the yelling making his voice raspy and hoarse. I nodded, resting my chin on his chest, then sitting up and getting off him.

“I like winning things because of how much you spoil me after” Luke said, smiling and pulling my arm so I was sleeping next to him. I smiled, propping myself up on my elbow and running my hands up and down his chest. “You know I don’t mind spoiling you every day” I said, kissing Luke’s cheek, “I can’t allow that” “Why not?” I asked, resting my chin on Luke’s shoulder.

“Because then I wouldn’t get to spoil you enough if you were always blowing my mind” he said, kissing my forehead. “No one would believe you were the same guy ordering me to strip minutes ago” I said, laughing, “I love you, Luke. I’m so proud of you, baby” “Thank you, sweetie. I love you too” Luke replied, pecking my lips.


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