That whilst Harry lost his parents, that day, Minerva MC Gonagall lost four of her students. One of them used to be a head girl the other the head boy and all of them were her dear friends. Who btw. where also part of the order. She hears that Sirius Black. **Sirius Black** , Potter’s best friend , killed him, his wife and Peter Pettigrew, also one of his closest mates. She learned that , without reason but only the order of a dark lord, he killed his friends and laughed at their corpses.
She learns that their lovely son will grow up without knowing his parents.
She hears that he will have to stay with the muggles who hate him and his kin. And don’t tell me she didn’t know that.
Then, 11 years later she meets the boy and he looks just like James. Except for his eyes. Of course. Don’t tell me she didn’t , just for a second, felt that thug in her stomach. The grief. Don’t tell me she didn’t want the very best for that boy so many people loved and lived and died for.
(Because I honestly don’t think Remus wanted to keep on going after he heard what happened)
Then, again, two years later it turns out that Black is actually innocent. Don’t you think she felt absolutely horrible and guilty for letting him being shipped off to azkaban when he was in fact innocent. FOR 12 BLOODY YEARS!!!
And then, in Harry ’s fifth year Black fucking dies?? I mean, bugger off arsehole! Sirius Black, finally free. And then? He falls into the bloody veil and leaves as well. He wasn’t even hit by the bloody avada kadavra! By that time she lost four of her former students!
And last but not least. Two years later. Remus Lupin dies. As the last of the mauraders, he dies with his wife’s hand clasped in his own.
DO YOU EVER THINK ABOUT HOW AWFUL IT HAD TO BE FOR MINERVA BLOODY MC GONAGALL? A TEACHER THAT OUTLIVED HER OWN STUDENTS. THE STUDENTS THAT WERE THE VERY HEART AND SOUL TO HER HOUSE? WHO WERE ALWAYS JUMPING AROUND, PRANKING PEOPLE AND ALWAYS, I MEAN ABSOLUTELY ALWAYS FOUND A WAY TO CHEER OTHER PEOPLE UP?
and it didn’t even stop there. I mean, she had to watch her own pupils die once again during the battle of hogwarts. Just so she could then, later on, be the headmaster for their sons and daughters and brothers and sisters.
ALL I WANT TO SAY IS:
SHE NEVER GAVE UP. SHE NEVER LOST HOPE. SO, THANKS MINERVA MC GONAGALL FOR BEING SUCH A BADASS.
“Calm down, calm down. It’s me! You’re not where you think you are, you’re safe with me at home.” “You need to snap out of it, it’s a flashback. Nobody is going to hurt you anymore, trust me!” “Help! I need help! Call the police, please. Help me! Don’t let him/her find me! I escaped, but he/she’s after me!” “Listen, listen. You are going to be okay. He/she is locked away for good, alright?” ”It’s a very strange idea that someone will spend the rest of their life in prison because of what they did to me.” ”I don’t want her/him to go to prison. She/he did it because she/he loved me.” “Can you please tell me what happened while you were… gone?” ”I never stopped thinking about you.” ”The police told me it would be best to assume you were dead, because of what might be happening to you otherwise… But I could never convince myself.” “We kept your bedroom the way it always was… I understand if you’d want it changed, but I want you to know that we never lost hope that you’d come back home.” “Is that– Is that really you? Oh my god! I can’t believe it’s you!” “How do you feel after your first night home?” “The police will need to ask you about what happened… but maybe you want to tell us first? You haven’t said a thing since we got you back!” “We have imagined the worst things that could have happened to you. Please just tell us so we can try to move on and help you.” “Shh, it was a nightmare. You’re in your own bedroom.” “If you want to start living your old life, you’re going to have to start putting what happened to you behind you.” “I can never be who I used to be! I was gone for years! And you expect me to go through some therapy and have my old life back?! That’s never going to happen!” ”Were you scared all the time? Or… or did you get used to it?” ”I’m not even sure what I’d rather hear, that you were always afraid or that you actually liked it there.” “Nothing happened. I just ran away. I was sick of being here. I just made it up to sound interesting.” “Will you please come out of your bedroom… I know you’re probably not comfortable with the amount of space after what you’re used to, but please try…” “I’m here for you. I’ll keep you safe. I’m not going to lose you a second time.” “Shh, it’s okay! It’s normal to have flashbacks, but you have to try to focus on me now.” “You can’t go back there! Are you insane? Why do you want to?!”
So I️ know I️ haven’t really put myself out there a lot but I’ve been making a lot of changes lately so I’m gonna share something a bit personal with you all. I️ have been going through one of the hardest things I’ve ever gone through for the last 2 weeks and I️ wanna talk about how that’s been and also some of the insights I’ve had from it. I️ have had a lotttt of internal struggles throughout my life and what I️ mean by that is that there haven’t been a lot of hard things that have happened to me necessarily, but a lot of hard things have gone on inside of me that I’ve had to deal with. But this time it’s something internal and external. And it involves other people. And it is the most overwhelming thing I️ have ever experienced. I’ve never cried so much or felt so internally crippled as I️ did these last two weeks. I️ had a bit of a breakthrough last night but I️ know this is not the end of all of this. This is going to continue to affect me for a while. But I️ feel like I’m getting up from the initial fall and here is how I️ did that:
When it happened I️ was completely devastated. Overwhelmed. Broken. In a different and deeper way than ever before. So I️ accepted it. I️ realized ok wow I️ am not okay at all and I’m not gonna pretend like I️ am. I️t was so hard to talk about at first so I️ just told my friends that I️ wasn’t okay but I didn’t really know how to talk about it. I️ made a playlist of songs that fit my situation and also songs that gave me hope. And I️ listened to it constantly. I️ gave myself permission to not be okay. Permission to fail. Permission to be basically a lump of a human for a little while. And I️ told my family and friends “hey look I️ am not myself right now so I️ need you to be gentle with me and not expect what you used to expect from me cause I️ can’t give that right now. I️ won’t be able to be there for you like I️ used to be. I️ need support and I need space to take care of myself.” And for once in my life I️ stopped thinking about every other person in the world and I️ started to think about myself. I️ took naps. Long naps. A lot of them. I️ said no when I️ wanted to and I️ said yes when I️ wanted to. I️ called people out when they were being insensitive or making me upset instead of trying to let it go like I️ usually would’ve. I reached out to friends and family members and I️ talked about myself and my problems for long periods of time and I️ didn’t feel guilty for it. I️ didn’t rush and I️ let myself be a few minutes late if I️ couldn’t get everything done in time. I️ learned that people will live if you’re a few minutes late. I️ listened to guilt trips and backhanded remarks and instead of feeling guilty I️ let them bounce off of me cause after all, I️ have permission to not do my best right now. I️ got angry. Really angry. Which is something that’s hard for me cause I’ve never really known what to do with anger and I’m still trying to figure that out. I️ listened to angry music on walks and I️ wrote scathing letters in my journal that no one else would see. I let myself be upset, irritable, and detached and didn’t worry about how others would respond to it because I️ honestly just didn’t have the energy. I️ confronted people in my life that have hurt me. I still have a few more people on that list, but I’ll get to them when I️’m ready.
There were 2 really important things I️ did.
And I️ trusted.
I️ surrendered to the hurricane of emotion inside of me. I️ let myself feel whatever I️ was feeling and I️ didn’t apologize for it or try to change it. I️ rode each wave until it crashed. I️ trusted that God would get me through it. I️ got mad at God, I️ didn’t really pray a lot, but at my worst times I️ asked Him to get me through this and I️ trusted that He would.
It’s really hard for me to not really try in life because I️ am constantly thinking about my life and what I’m doing and why I’m doing it and where I’m going and what it all means so it was terrifying for me to look at myself and see that I️ wasn’t really doing anything. I️ wasn’t moving toward anything. I️ wasn’t focused on anything other than trying not to lose my mind. And there was no future I️ could think of that sounded good to me. I️t all just sucked, really. I️ had been living with absolutely no purpose and I️ hated that more than anything. I️ realized I️ had to find purpose in just being alive. I️ was watching Stranger Things 2 and the scenes where eleven was living in the woods just trying to survive really hit me because literally her entire life’s goal and purpose at that point was just to stay alive. She didn’t have a job, she wasn’t helping anyone, she wasn’t making any impact on the world yet we were all rooting for her to catch another squirrel or whatever and keep herself alive. There was meaning and purpose in it. So that became my purpose. Just live. Just get through it. Literally just live. Another. Day. So many destructive thoughts came into my head of things I️ could do to escape this situation and some of them sounded sooo appealing but I️ knew that if I️ did those things it would just make everything worse. So many dark thoughts came into my head but I️ did my best to push them out because again, I️ knew that succumbing to them would make everything worse. I️ had a quiet hope in my heart that God would take care of me and that hope is what pushed me to keep going. And when everything was too much, I️ just took a long nap. Or I️ just cried my eyessss out. but even when I️ felt so dark and defeated, I️ never lost that quiet hope inside of me.
I️ see it like this. When you are in the storm, you have to just accept it. Do your best to stay afloat and deal with the storm at hand. It’s terrifying and it’s so hard, but you have to trust that soon enough the coast guard is gonna come and get you out. He always does. And you’ll be back on the shore before you know it. You can’t ignore the storm and you can’t stop it from coming. You just have to get through it and no matter what, never lose touch with that quiet hope inside.
Summary: (Ohmtoonz) In which Toonz is the hopelessly in love fool and Ohm is the oblivious dork; somehow the idea of becoming fake boyfriends is a smart one. Also, Minicat makes an appearance.
Hope you all enjoy :)
The thing is, Ryan is slightly intoxicated when the idea pops into his head, as in, he’s not fully conscious on just what he’s doing, who he’s kissing, until he pulls back and hears a very familiar voice mutter, “What the fuck?”
Okay, so I just finished reading both series and I was already speculating what Amren was when I read that SJM had told one of her readers already and they had freaked out. This means that we must already know what sort of creature Amren is without needing much more explanation. I also read that SJM confirmed that ACOTAR and TOG are in the same megaverse, so their separate dimensions can hypothetically be reached through, say, a wyrdgate.
Therefore, after careful deliberation and mulling over each character, all still fresh in my mind I have come to the conclusion that the best bet for what Amren’s true form is…. Manon.
Keep in mind, this would be Manon thousands of years after the war with Erawan in which she fell through a wyrdgate into the ACOTAR world as the cauldron was creating it. She was then trapped there and ensnared into a Fae body and went berserk, doing enough wrong to get her sent to The Prison. When she escaped, she knew that by now, Dorian and all her friends were probably long dead but never lost hope of returning to her realm.
There are a couple different points to back up my theory:
1. The blood drinking (emphasized by her particular love for goat blood which is what she and the Thirteen hunted and ate while in the Ferian Gap)
2. Her disinterest in other people, especially advances from men as (hopefully) she is still harboring her love for Dorian perhaps and not wanting to bother with the fae of this realm when her heart belongs in another dimension
3. She can read the Book of Breathings, written in a long forgotten language that everyone had forgotten. However, perhaps with everything in the war, Manon learned to read Wyrdmarks, as it was necessary for winning, and never quite forgot how to decipher it. Though after thousands of years she needed to brush up a bit before being able to read and translate the book. Or it could just be the dialect of Erilea that she has forgotten over the millenniums and must now remember how she had talked, and how she had read, feeling more and more sorry for Elide as she struggled to remember the way words were spelled and how the letters looked because she hadn’t realized how difficult it was to not be able to read.
4. Her automatic softness towards Feyre after she opened up about what happened with her family and what Tamlin had done to her, reminding Amren of a girl, thousands of years ago in another dimension who had also been abused and treated wrongly. So she gave Feyre the amulet to help her without even knowing her more than twenty-four hours. She just couldn’t help herself, there was so much Elide in that thin, Tamlin-wrecked girl that arrived at the House of Wind.
5. The fae body she is trapped in is the exact opposite from Manon’s, “several inches shorter than me [Feyre], her chin-length black hair glossy and straight, her skin tan and smooth and her face - pretty, bordering on plain - was bored’. This is in direct contrast to Manon, who has long, white hair, and a pale complexion, also quoted by Dorian that ‘he’d never seen anyone so beautiful’. Not to mention the eyes, Amren’s silver eyes battling with Manon’s deep gold. Whatever spell trapped her in that body, made her the opposite of what she once was, forcing her to hate this cage not only for the Fae exterior but the lie is portrayed over her once revered beauty.
6. She joins a court that can fly so that she might once again feel the wind in her hair after so many years under a mountain in the dark. Also reminding her of her Thirteen, cleaved apart before darkness could claim them and away from her Abraxos who is left without a rider for the remainder of his life. But if I go too much into this one I’m gonna cry.
7. The jewelry ties into it somehow, probably. I’m thinking that she went through the wyrdgate using either The Amulet of Orynth or the Eye of Elena and it somehow got lost in transit. She had idly mentioned she was looking for a rare piece of jewelry once to Dorian and he has been buying the rarest pieces he can find for her ever since, knowing it is to somehow help her return.
I’m not 100% sure where the powers came from, perhaps simply appearing in this realm or coming with the body, maybe gifted to her from Dorian, or honed from millennia in The Prison. Or any other twist SJM wants to play.
TL/DR Amren is Manon trapped in another dimension, in another body, apart from everyone she loves and has been trying to get back to for the past five thousand years +
normanikordei: The world needs more of you everyday. Your bravery to fight for all that you believe in and those that are fearful to fight for themselves is admirable. You never fail to speak those brilliant thoughts in that beautiful head of yours. You have always been a leader and you choose to focus on what is important daily. I value any conversation that we have about being proactive and attributing to society. You continue to take a stand and encourage our youth about the importance of being aware, invested and helping them recognize that this isn’t a perfect world that we live in. Whether it’s you participating in a march, speaking as part of the Beautycon panel or writing an open letter you’ve never lost hope in what this world can be. You care so so so much and it’s solely because your heart says so. I love your selfless soul. You are a superhuman. I’m grateful to claim you as my sister. I’ll always stand by you and my heart lets me know that you’ll do the same. Thank you for allowing me to be Leo’s Godmother and trusting my taste enough to name him. HAPPY BIRTHDAY to the queen of being woke. 🌏✌🏾
✓ Warnings: a little ofvoyeurism
| dirty talk | Dom!Jungkook | Slight Dom!Reader.
✓ Requested: No
✓ A/N: my dirty dirty mind was working a lot this morning in physics class.
Also,I’m sorry for the ending, I could not think of a better one. But I hope you dirty minds and souls enjoy this smut.
✓ Remember: English
is not my first language; if there’s any kind of errors please tell me and send
me your thoughts so I can get better and better. Thanks!
צ “I interrupted your ‘alone time’,Jungkook. The least I can do is jerk you off right here”
It was a Saturday night and as always, I found myself chatting with my friends at their dorm.
Instead of playing videogames like we always do, we decided to watch a movie because we would rather relax than scream at each other the words:”YOU CHEATED”.
Jin was ordering four boxes of pizza when I noticed someone was missing.
My crush. The Golden Maknae that was good at everything and even more at making my heart beat like I ran a marathon. The guy that was so out of my reach but I never lost hope. We were so alike that we could be best friends, however his shyness and my nervousness made the bond impossible.
“Where’s Jungkook?”, I asked Taehyung, that was right beside me looking at the screen of his cellphone.
He looked at me and smirked. I just rolled my eyes in response. Everyone has the same reaction every time I say his name. Everybody knew about my feelings for him but the golden boy was the only oblivious about it.
“He’s in his bedroom. He said he needed to do something really important”, he told me while looking back at his cellphone.
“Talking about him, can you go and call him, (Y/N)?”, Jin said while taking the plates and cups to put on the table.
Hesitating a little, I nodded and went upstairs to go to his bedroom but not before seeing everybody’s devilish smirks and stares, making me blush and roll my eyes at the same time.
I slowly walked in the hall and in 15 seconds I found myself staring at his room’s door. I breathed heavily and raised my fist to knock on his door but stopped midway when I heard him groan.
Confused, I frowned.
“Is he in pain?”, I thought.
But this thought faded away when I heard a moan and my name spilling from his lips.
My mouth fell wide open and I couldn’t help but to feel aroused.
My curiosity took the best of me and I opened the door, leaving just a an ajar open. I watched him buck his hips into his hands making him gasp and groan louder.
“You’re such a good girl, (Y/N)!”, he moaned making me feel like I was close to a volcano.
“So,so good princess. Fuck!”
Maybe it was the heat that was exhaling from my body or the way he was moaning my name and imagining me there with him but I found the confident person in me and opened his door for real when he was, again, saying how much of a good little girl I was.
“Am I? I must be, I’m making you a mess and I’m not even touching you”, I said leaning against the door frame with a sly smirk while watching him cover himself with the eyes wide like a deer in headlights.
“(Y-Y-YN)”, he stuttered.
“We’re gonna start watching the movies; finish the important thing you have to do”, I said grinning.”And come join us”, I finished my sentence closing the door going back downstairs.
“Where is this confidence coming from?”
“Where’s Jungkook?”, Namjoon asked when I reappeared in the kitchen.
“He’s on his way”, I answered, not being able to contain the sly smirk that came on my lips again.
The boys frowned in confusion but I ignored them.
Jin was putting Coke in the cups for everybody when Jungkook showed up, not even giving me a glance.
“Hey, did you finish the important thing you were doing?”, Yoongi asked.
I looked at Jungkook and saw him gulp in nervousness.
“He did”, I grinned, seeing Jungkook look at me with wide eyes.
“Does he think I’m gonna tell?”, I laughed inside my head.
“What were you doing that was so important?”, Hoseok questioned.
“I-I”, my crush stuttered.
“He was playing Overwatch”, I lied.”And he won”, I said jumping with a grin on my face.
The boys nodded, congratulating him while going to the living room.
“Congratulations, Kookie”, I said passing my left hand on his hard chest while passing past him.
The boys took the best seat in front of the TV, leaving just a two-seats sofa free. I knew that they didn’t do that just because of they wanted the best seats, they were doing on purpose so I could be close to Jungkook.
In any other day, I’d have rolled my eyes but not today.
I smiled sitting on the couch feeling Jungkook’s presence one second after I sat.
Jungkook looked around and noticed that the only available seat was next to me.
The room fell silent while everybody was waiting for Jungkook to make a move.
Slowly, he made his way towards the small sofa, sitting beside me.
“Okay,let’s start!, Jin said,pressing the play button of the remote.
The tension in the room seemed to fade as the movie started, catching everyone’s attention.
Well, everyone except me and Jungkook.
I could see his broad shoulders get tenser and tenser when I would make a move.
Thirty minutes passed and I couldn’t pay attention to the movie as the image of Jungkook masturbating because of me took place on my mind.
I took one of the blankets piled on a table close to the sofa that Jin left just in case if we would feel cold.
I put the blanket over me and Jungkook, making him jump in surprise and look at me startled.
I giggled and got close to him, whispering in his ear.
“Relax,Jungkook”, I murmured in the sexiest voice I could make.
“My plan is only starting”, I thought with a smirk.
I looked around discreetly and saw that everybody was too into the movie to notice if something happens. And even if they weren’t, they wouldn’t see anything because the sofa’s back was totally facing them.
I started in slow motion, rubbing my legs to show I was aroused. Gently moving to make my legs touch his. I pretended to fix my hair just to brush my fingers on his ar and shoulders. In a few more attempts I saw him squirm and I knew my plan was working.
I got closer to him and put my right hand on his thigh, rubbing it slowly and then grabbing his shaft, gently, through his pants, feeling it’s hardness.
“You’re so hard,Jungkookie”, I said looking at him with a smile.”Well, is no surprise since I interrupted you”, I chuckled darkly.
“Wh-wha-what are you doing?”, he asked with wide eyes, looking at me and then my hand.
“I interrupted you, Jungkook”, I repeated more firmly with a pout on my lips.”So I’m going to jerk you off right here”, I finished the sentence making him gulp.
With no warnings nor hesitation, I put my hands inside his boxers briefs, feeling his hard cock get in contact with my hand.
“Oh my God,Jungkook. You’re so big”, I said seeing in the corner of my eye his cocky smile.
But it soon disappeared when I started to move my hand up and down bis shaft, feeling how thick it is.I passed my thumb over the head of his cock, spreading out the pre cum all over the rest of his length, lubricating it.
A few minutes after, my movements started to make wet noises so I had to go a little slower, making Jungkook whine in complaints.
“Ah”, Jungkook hissed.”Please don’t stop”
“I’d love to see you a mess,Jungkookie,but do you want them finding out?”,I said watching him bite his bottom lip.
“Let’s go upstairs”, he suggested,breathlessly, more like a command.
I nodded stopping my movements, making him whine at the loss of contact. I made a sign, indicating that he should go first.
He nodded and got up, hiding his erection with the movement of his hands in front of his crotch.
“I’m really tired”, he faked an yawn. “I’ll go to bed”, he announced but no one really paid attention.
He made a sound with his lips while making a pout making me giggle quietly. He looked at me and smirked,winking at me before heading upstairs.
After 2 minutes, I faked an yawn too saying I was going to sleep.
“Tae, can I use your bed?”
“You can use any bed you want I guess, no one will sleep in their rooms tonight, well, except Jungkook”, he said wiggling his eyebrows.
“Oh, shut up! Seriously you guys don’t mind?”
“Yah, we’ll pass the whole night watching movies, now go to sleep and let us watch the movie, please?”, Yoongi said stuffing his mouth with popcorn.
“Okay. Goodnight,guys!”, I said making my way upstairs.
When I was almost knocking on Jungkook’s door, it suddenly opened and then Jungkook pushed me inside.
“You took way too long”, he looked at me seriously.
“I had to make a good excuse”, I shrugged my shoulders.
Jungkook hurriedly got closer, circling my waits with his strong arms. He buried his face on my neck, giving light kisses, going up to my jawline and then my lips.
The kiss started slow but soon started to get faster and passionate. The lust between us growing and growing.
“God, I waited so long for this”, he said taking off his shirt and throwing me on his bed.
“I dream so much about you and your gorgeous body”, he told me while looking into my eyes.
“Yeah?”, I stared intensely at his eyes, taking all my strength to not look at his abs.”What do you usually dream about?”
He smirked.”You sucking me off; me eating you out; fucking you so hard that the only thing you’ll be able to say and scream is my name. I dream about making you mine and just mine”, he listed making me moan.
“Make me yours, Jungkook”, I whispered maintaining the eye contact.
He grinned taking my shirt off, throwing on the floor. My bra soon followed.
Jungkook was going directly to the point. He kissed my right boob then started to suck my nipples, sometimes surrounding the areola with his tongue. He soon followed to my other boob, giving it the same treatment.
After he was done, he gave little pecks and licks on my abdomen, tummy, belly button until he got on the hem of my jeans.
He unbuttoned my jeans and forcefully pulled them down my legs.
“Man, he really is in a hurry. I most have worked him up pretty badly,huh?”
Jungkook stopped to look at me all spread out on his bed. He licked his lips like I was some kind of meal, making me more turned on with his stare.
“Jungkook!”,I whined catching his attention.”Please,fuck me!”
He smirked.”Soon baby, I wanna taste you first”, he winked at me, pulling my panties down.
He gave both my inner thighs little pecks, soon he was in front of my dripping core.
He took some of my substance on the tip of his index finger, smirking while doing it a few times. It was like he was playing with my juices like a little boy with his truck.
“You’re so wet,baby”, he grinned.”All wet and just for me,right, princess?”
“Yes,yes,please Jungkook”, I whined.”Do something”
He grinned, soon licking a long stripe up my folds, humming with a smile on his face.
“You have no idea how many times I imagined your taste on my tongue”, he hummed once again.
With no warnings, he started to devour my pussy, making me gasp and arch my back, earning a grin from him. He latched on to my clit, sucking in forcefully. He went down, plunging his tongue inside my leaking whole, massaging my clit with his thumb, making me moan louder.
He hummed in response.
“You like that,princess?”, he asked me then licking my whole with the tip of his tongue.
“Yes, Jungkook”, I moaned.”Please,keep going”
“Look at me,princess”, he commanded. I obeyed him, seeing him grin at me.
“That’s right,princess. Watch what I’m doing to you, to your tight little pussy”
With that, he plunged his two fingers inside of me, making me squeeze the sheets. His mouth came back to my clit, abusing it in the most delicious of ways.
His pace fastened and I felt that magical knot forming in my stomach. Sensing that I was close to cumming,he stopped making a whine come out of my lips.
“Don’t worry,princess. The fun is about to start”,he smirked and winked at me.
“W-wait! What about you? I want to play with you too”, I said with a pout.
He smiled and caressed my cheek.
“Other time,baby. My cock can’t wait any longer to be inside you”.
He took off his gray sweatpants and boxers, showing me perfect and toned body. My eyes traveled from his face,passing to his collarbones,chest,abs and finally his erect cock, that was dripping with pre cum,begging for attention.
While he was busy looking for a condom, I wrapped my hand around his shaft, pumping it slowly, making him tense and moan above me.
He shooed my hand, soon after, putting the condom hurriedly. He put both of his hands on each side of my head,giving a peck on my forehead making my heart melt.He slowly looked at my eyes and silently asked for permission that was hurriedly conceded it.
The romantic aura was soon gone when he inserted his dick inside of my pussy. He hissed loudly whilst I moaned his name in a high pitched voice. He slowly set the pace, fastening minute by minute.
I clawed his back,hissing at the amount of force he was using to fuck me.
“Yeah,you like that,princess?”, he asked me breathlessly.”Do you like when I pound into your tight little cunt like that?”
The amount of pleasure made impossible to answer to his dirty talk, so I just moaned instead. But Jungkook wasn’t very pleased with that.
“Answer me when I’m talking to you,princess”, he said giving me a hard slap on my right thigh, earning him a yelp from my lips.
“I’m gonna ask you one more time and you better answer,baby, or you’ll regret. Do you like when I pound into your tight little cunt,huh?”
“YES! Yes,Jungkook! Oh my God,please Jungkook!”,I replied him gripping his hair locks between my fingers.
“Good girl”,he praised me,going even faster,making my whole body bounce.One of his hands went down and grabbed one of my boobs, squeezing it gently even with his rough pace.
Just when I was about to feel that knot again,he stopped and pulled out of me.
He didn’t give me time to protest as he roughly turned me around. Instinctively, I lifted my butt earning a slap from Jungkook that made me moan in delight.
“I wish I could do this all day,but I’m desperate to milk you with my cum”
He started his violent thrusts again. He put one hand on my hip and the other on my waist,keeping me steady. The only sound that could be heard was skin slapping skin and our moans, that were getting louder and louder. Surely, the boys and the whole building was aware of what we were doing however we weren’t minding it.
“Fuck,you feel so good around me,baby”
“Yeah? You like when my pussy squeezes your cock?”, I asked with a smirk, trying to look behind me, seeing him with his head thrown back.
“Oh,fuck, I like it so much,princess”,he said looking at me.”You look so beautiful on all fours for me”
A few more thrusts and the knot on my stomach was just ready to explode.
“J-Jungkook! I’m close! I-I’m going to-”
“No,you’re not allowed to cum until I say so,baby”
“I said no”,he said with the most dominating and sexiest voice ever,making me whimper and nod as a good girl.
I was trying my best not to cum and at the same time I was praying that he found his release soon, if not I’m damned.
“Oh,princess! I’m so going to cum!’”, he started to let out multiples ‘ah’s’, indicating that he was indeed close to his orgasm.
“Please,Jungkook! Let me cum!”, I pleaded.
He hovered me,pressing his chest against my back. The hand that was holding my hip traveled to my clit and started massaging it making my eyes roll.
“Cum for me,princess”,he commanded and it seemed that my body only needed his words because soon after I was clenching around his member,making him cum with me.
He gave a few final thrusts and then he pulled out of me. I fell on the bed feeling too tired to move,I heard shifting around so I presumed that he was getting rid of the condom.
I soon felt his presence beside me as the bed shifted with his weight. He gently pulled the white cover over us,bringing my body close to his,making me lay on his chest.
I was already drifting off to sleep but not before feeling Jungkook’s lips on my hair.
And hearing his final command,I felt asleep with the happiest and most genuine smile on my face.
Title: lost thoughts Pairing: Kim Minseok/Reader Genre: Soulmate!AU. You hear your soul
mate’s thoughts inside your head since the moment they/you are born. Summary: The sound of his voice inside her
head brings a smile to her face or a frown to her features. If only Minseok
wasn’t so teasing then things would be a little bit easier.
it slow is maybe too slow for how she was starting to feel and she notices that
the moment she lets one of the videogames on the shop fall to the floor and a
string of cusses leave her lips, perhaps because it was her Sunday shift and
she hated it with her whole heart or simply because of the fact that she was
feeling…things for Minseok, which was
strange. Never, in all the years she has living in this world, she had fallen
for someone, not even those actors that she proclaims she loves in front of the
black haired male because there wasn’t anyone good enough like the man inside
her thoughts, whom was both teasing and incredibly handsome. A loud sigh leaves
her lips and she leans against the wall, covering her face with one of those
videogame-related magazines they sold at the shop as she waits for a thunder to
hit her because she was acting like one of those people she’d criticize for
being in love with their soul mate, but it was something she couldn’t stop when
she saw with who she was dealing with.
Minseok, king of ruining things but also fixing them, making her giddy with her
I don’t even know what to say. Here I am, listening to my touken song, my cup of coffee completely cold by my side because I couldn’t even finish drinking, I can’t even swallow my own saliva. I just can’t express into words what I’m feeling right now, apart from the love I have for this ship, for the way I said I would cry if they ever become canon (which is true, i’m tearing up right now..), apart from how happy I am that Kaneki was so straight forward and didn’t hold back…
I am so happy for Kaneki in general. Touka too, but Kaneki the most. He has suffered so much, always searching for something he couldn’t find, always searching for love. We are forgetting that Kaneki’s deepest ambition was to find love, to be loved, something so simple as that, this is the meaning behind Tokyo Ghoul, that’s Kaneki’s journey… to find love, and he found it. He just did. It’s always been there, but he couldn’t see it. I know things won’t be easy from now on, but I’m so hopeful in terms of knowing that, maybe, now he knows he’s not alone. And you can see he wanted this too. She kissed him and he didn’t even try to stop her or dodge her… he just kissed her back and expressed his feelings with his body. Sometimes words are just words, and I think Kaneki’s feelings had to be exposed in this way. When he cried… I just lost it. I love Kaneki so much, he makes me scream and sometimes I hate him because he can be extremely stubborn but I love him, he’s such a good person, he always forgives the people that hurt him, he doesn’t really hold grudge against anyone, he’s so gentle and kind… he totally, TOTALLY deserves this moment with Touka. Touka, a girl who waited for him for YEARS, a girl who felt lonely most of her life and still never lost hope in him.
I think both are so similar, and both are empty inside, and this moment they just shared feels like two pieces of a puzzle getting together. Kaneki’s emptiness & his need to feel loved is something Touka can relate too… everybody leaves her, but now they just found each other. This is not fanservice, this is a beautiful scene of two human beings (yes, human beings) finding comfort and learning to know each other a little bit better, two souls sharing the same emptiness that makes them whole when they are together. As Ishida say, they come as a set, this was meant to be, and I’m so, so, so, so, so happy today. I remember this post i made last year I think? saying how much i wanted a scene of Kaneki resting against Touka’s chest or whatever, feeling her hands caressing his body, feeling safe and away from his own demons knowing that there’s someone taking care of him, loving him, making him feel that he matters not for being the king or whatever the hell he is, but for being him, just him, Kaneki Ken. And it happened…
oKAY NOW CAN WE TALK ABOUT HOW KANEKI GRABBED HER BOOBS AND JUST WENT ON TOP OF HER LIKE A HUGE BEAST HE DIDN’T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT HE JUST WENT FOR IT