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ranmin10  asked:

i love your reaction bc its long and with every details, can i have bts reaction when they're sad and feel self-esteem about their body so their GF order them to take of their clothes and start to kiss every inch of their skin and tell them how beautiful they look(you can make fluff or smut as you're comfortable with of cores!!!)

Hi cutie, I took the liberty of slightly changing the pitch so each members can have a different story without having to follow the same storyline. I find it a little more fun to read :) I still tried to keep it close to your request and I hope you’ll like it ! Thank youuu


Namjoon

Originally posted by rapnamu

It’s 11pm and Namjoon’s still in his studio, sitting on the couch near the door, staring at his phone. He scrolls through ARMY’s twitter accounts, getting lost in the immensity of their precious fanbase. He tries to do that as soon as he has a little bit of time or when inspiration is lacking, and it’s always a pleasure. But this time, it’s rather unpleasant. Namjoon found an ARMY who spends a lot of time responding to haters, and so he found some antis accounts. He did’nt think it was still so virulent and didn’t expect to read such horrible things about him. It brutally brought him back to early years of his career when insults on his physique used to hurt him a lot. He then hears your steps getting closer and locks his phone when the door opens. You come in with a big smile, a bag containing a pack of beer, sweets and other kinds of snacks in your hand. You put it on the coffee table and bend down to kiss your boyfriend. Namjoon knows it will take you barely 5 seconds to notice that something is bothering him and indeed, you immediately ask in a worried voice if there’s something wrong. Namjoon sighs and, as you sit next to him, runs a hand on the back of his neck while he tells you why he doesn’t feel very well. He also knows that you’ll get a little upset and could almost predict word for word what you’re about to say. « Why are you looking at this trash ? And why do you even care about what those kids are saying ? ». Namjoon doesn’t want to look at you, he knows what kind of annoyed glance you’re gonna throw him. He unlocks his iPhone and scrolls the anti’s comments while saying in a quiet voice : « I know I shouldn’t care about it… And I see all the compliments I get when I tweet selcas… But it still hurts. I don’t know why but it particularly affects me today. ». Namjoon hears your sigh but he doesn’t want to take his eyes off his screen. As he straightens his glasses on his nose, you take the opportunity to take his phone from his hands. Namjoon didn’t expect it and quickly turns his head towards you, his lips parting to complain but you don’t give him time to say anything. You throw his phone on the other side of the couch and sit on his lap while you put a finger on his mouth. « You’re the most beautiful thing in the whole entire universe, Kim Namjoon. I’ll not let some jealous assholes hurt you. I’m gonna find them, and I’m gonna kill them. ». Namjoon looks at you with big, surprised eyes before he snorts. He lowers his eyes, his fingers touching the sides of your thighs, feeling a bit better but not as much I you wish it was. He feels your fingers on his chin and he raises his head, his eyes into yours. Your smile is soft, tender, almost enough to warm his entire body. You take off his black beanie, running your hand through his hair and making him shiver, and then takes off his round shaped glasses. When he feels your hands against his cheeks, Namjoon feels his throat tightening. You stare at him, your sweet smile not leaving your lips, making Namjoon soft as fuck. You look at all the details of his face and finally say in a soft voice : « I don’t know if I told you that before but sometimes when I stare at your face, my heart beats so fast my breath is cut. It happened all the time before we even started dating & it still happens a lot. And I’m sure you don’t even know it. ». Namjoon lightly presses his fingers on your thighs without realizing it and lets out a small laugh in a breath. He knows you really want to cheer him up, but he doubts it’s as true as you say. You seem to guess his thoughts but stay silent. You take his hand and put it against your neck, positioning his index and middle finger above the vein just below your ear. When he feels how fast your heart beats, Namjoon slightly shudders and raises his eyebrows. He puts both hands against your neck, suddenly feeling worried. « Are you okay, babe ? ». Your warm hands come to rest above his as you whisper : « Every time I stare at your face, babe… Every damn time… You’re so beautiful…». Your voice breaks a little as you’re taken aback by emotion, and Namjoon grunts when he sees your eyes getting filled with tears. But you’re still smiling and it makes him feel some type of way. Namjoon feels his heart tightening, realizing how easily your smile can made his sadness disappears. He closes his eyes when you begin to lay thousands of kisses on his face and his arms closes around your waist to press you against him. He shudders with each of your kisses and ends up looking for your mouth that he easily finds, your soft lips still the only remedy to his sadness.

Taehyung

Originally posted by jeonyween

Tae opens the door of his bedroom and finds you lying on his bed, reading a book with music on. As he closes the door, a sad smile appears on his lips as you lift your head to smile at him. He falls on the bed and lays beside you, his head resting on his arm so that he can be above you. You close your book and ask him what’s wrong, because you know something is wrong, obviously. Taehyung doesn’t answer right away, not knowing which words to choose. After a short moment of reflexion, he puts his hand on his belly and sadly pats it while asking : « Do you think my tummy is gross ? ». The look you give him could have made him laugh if he wasn’t so upset. You slightly straighten up and ask : « Are you serious right now ? No, you can’t be serious. Right ? ». Tae pretends not to have heard what you just said and sighs while continuing to pat his belly before pulling on his skin You raise your eyes to the sky and grab his hand to make him stop. « I tell you all the time that it’s the cutest thing ever. All the internet thinks it’s the cutest thing ever. Why are you saying that all of the sudden ? ». Taehyung can see your annoyance in your eyes but he can’t help but continue to pout : « I don’t know. Maybe I’m getting a little too chubby… Look at my cheeks… ». This time, you almost stand on your knees to get your eyes at the same level as his, and Tae grins at your annoyed tone : « Did someone said something to you ? Who is it ? When did it happened?! Tell me. ». Taehyung sighs and confesses that one of his stylists has made a joke on his weight and since then he hasn’t stop thinking about it. Tae knows it’s stupid but it hurt him. And seeing you roll your eyes again doesn’t really makes it better. He’s even a little scared when you get angry : « Gosh, Tae ! It was a joke ! She’s always joking around and you love it… Since when do you care about what anybody think about your body ? Or anything else ? ». Tae abruptly responds, not wanting to hear what he already knows : « I don’t know ! I don’t know… I’m not always confident, you know… ». He immediately sees the change in your eyes as those last words comes in a breath. He almost sighs when your hand gently strokes his cheek as you whisper : « You’re the cutest man in the world, do you know that ? ». Taehyung shudders under the caress of your hand and lets himself go when you turn him on his back to straddle him. The sweet smell of your skin invades him as you bend over to kiss his cheeks, his jaw, his neck. His fingers clenches on your butt when you start to unbutton his shirt. Tae sighs, slightly shaking : « What… What are you doing…? ». His eyes meet yours when you sit up : « I’m showing you how obsessed I am with your body… ». This time, a shiver runs down his spine. Once the shirt is completely unbuttoned, you start to kiss his belly. Tae grunts when your teeth and tongue joins the dance, causing strange waves of heat in his lower abdomen. When you start to undo his belt, your tongue rolling on the skin below his belly button, his hand immediately grabs your hair, making you sigh against his clothed hardness. He never feels as good as when he feels your hot breath against his crotch, wonderful sign of a near explosion of pleasure caused by your pretty mouth.

Jin

Originally posted by seokjinstae-moved

Jin plugs in the hair dryer and begins to dry his hair in front of his bedroom’s mirror. He sighs when he sees you thought the mirror as you take a picture, a silly smile on your lips. Jin asks you to stop, which you answer by sticking his tongue out, continuing to lovingly watch your screen as you take other shots of your boyfriend. Jin turns off the hair dryer and takes your phone from the hands : « stop… I’m not in the mood. ». This is the first time he speaks to you with such a cold tone but he only realizes it after when he sees your sad and worried look. He puts down the hair dryer and looks at you : « Sorry… It’s just that I’m not looking good today and It kinda pisses me off. ». He looks at you as you get up to get closer to him, your eyes still filled with worries. You try to make him smile : « What happened to my worldwide handsome boyfriend ? ». Jin laughs in a breath and shrugs his shoulders, not knowing what to say. He happens to have bad days, and unfortunately you’re witnessing one today. When your arms wraps around his waist and your bodies moves closer, Jin lowers his head and softly says, as if he was ashamed : « I’m getting old, right ? My face is not as young as before, and I don’t know… I feel really ugly today ». You make a sad pout that makes him smile, finding you absolutely adorable. Your arms slide over his waist to grab his shirt and you say : « You look like you’re seventeen, babe… Maybe you’re getting blind, I don’t know… Because when I look at you, all I can see is your delicious lips, your beautiful eyes, your perfect face who’s driving me crazy, as well as your body, so much that I’m already touching it… ». Jin looks down to actually see that your hands are passing under his shirt. He can’t help but snorts when you take off his shirt, your eyes full of sparkles when they land on his broad shoulders. This simple view is enough for Jin to feel jolts of arousal running through his veins. As your fingers brushes the skin just above his belly button, you say with a mischievous smile rising on your lips: « I’m obsessed with every single inch of your body… ». Seokjin puts his hands on your cheeks and brings you closer to him, unable to refrain his need to kiss you, but your words stops him. « And do you know what I like the most ? ». The tone of your voice is even smoother than it was just a few seconds ago, causing a new wave of heat in you’re boyfriend’s body. « The one thing you hate the most… ». Jin can’t think straight when you talk to him like that, when you look at him like that. You lightly turn your head to slide his thumb into your mouth, passing it along your tongue. This time, Jin clearly feels his member twitching under his boxers. The thrill that runs through his spine almost makes him lose his balance but you hold him firmly against you, licking his thumb and then taking his index in your mouth as well. You look so naughty Jin can’t think of anything else but getting your tongue elsewhere.

Hoseok

Originally posted by sosjimin

You’re comfortably seated in the living room’s couch, Hoseok’s arm around your neck, caressing your skin just below your collarbone. You look at a big american blockbuster, a good old useless movie which its only interest is to entertain you both with huge explosions every ten minutes. While the hero is fighting bare hands against a gang of villains, the camera focused on his powerful chest, Hoseok sighs : « Aaaah… I wish I had a strong body like his… ». You shrug your shoulders as if to say that it doesn’t matter for you but Hoseok doesn’t seems to agree : « Look at him… He’s ten times more attractive than me. ». This time, he feels your furious gaze on him and slowly turns his eyes on you, wondering if he hasn’t just made a mistake. You don’t even have to talk, your eyes clearly saying « Don’t try me, bitch », but Hobi can’t help it and pouts : « Don’t look at me like that. You know it would be a lot better if I was more muscular… ». He’s forced to lean down with you when as you grab the remote control to pause the movie. You look at him intensely, your fingers passing against his jaw, and say : « Some really stupid things comes out of your mouth, sometimes. Are you aware of that ? Look at you… ». You lean over and gently kiss his jaw, whispering between each kisses : « You already are the most attractive man on the planet…». Hoseok finally smirks, his hands pressing your ass to make you climb on him. Once you’re on his thighs, you have full access to his neck and slide your tongue on it, feeling Hoseok’s grunt vibrating in his chest. He notices how thin the fabric of your sweatpants is as he can feel your warmth against his growing member. When you start to move his T-shirt up to remove it, Hoseok suddenly returns to reality and grabs your hands to stop you : « Jungkook and Jimin are in the dorm, are you crazy ? ». You remain deaf to his words, your tongue still rolling against his neck’ skin. Hoseok hisses, clutching his fingers against your thighs, knowing very well that it’ll soon be impossible for him to fight back if you keep teasing him. Hobi finds himself shirtless in a blank of an eye, shivering under the caress of your fingers on his toned chest. He sighs when he sees you biting your lip as you trace the define lines of his abs, opening your mouth to sigh as well : « Fuck baby… You’re so hot… ». Hoseok always feels desired when your eyes are on his body, but this time, this feeling is much stronger. He knows that the boys can walk on you at any moment, he knows he’s about to tear your panties off in the middle of the living room that he shares with his seven brothers, he knows he should put a stop to this situation that’s getting wilder and wilder, but he’s unable to do anything. He cups your cheeks to kiss you with passion, making you sigh against his mouth, Hoseok having no trouble swallowing your moan when his crotch grinds against your burning core.

Yoongi

Originally posted by sugagifs

It’s very late when you hear the boys geting back fro their night out. Taehyung, Jungkook & Yoongi went out to eat lamb skewers, a great excuse to actually get drunk as fuck. Yoongi loves to take his children to drink outside for whatever reason. Anyway, when you hear their heavy footsteps in the hallway and their cheesy « good night », you start to smile. It seems like they went hard, tonight. When Yoongi leans against the door after opening it and grunts « annyeonghaseyo, baby », you can easily guess his level of intoxication : high. You hold a laugh behind your hand while Yoongi staggers to the bed before falling on it, his head first. When he lets out a long groan, you lean over his back and caress his shoulders : « What’s wrong ? ». Yoongi sighs :  « Tae made fun of my height… And then, they took both of my arms and it looked like they were two aliens abducting a little kid…  Like, I’m their Hyung, for fuck’ sake… They laughed at me… And they’re right. I’m short as fuck. And ugly. ». You bite your upper lip, fighting the laughter rising in your throat, your fingers clenching on his shoulder. He seems really pissed off by this and you can’t laugh even if the fact that he’s so drunk makes the scene too funny not to giggle. Yoongi never says that kind of things, so he must have really been hurt by it. You gently roll him over so he’s on his back and Yoongi grows a long ass whine, his hands resting on his belly and his usual judging face on. You shift yourself on him and bend over to kiss his nose : « You’re not short, you’re cute… ». Yoongi grunts and you kiss his cheek : « You’re not ugly, how dare you… You’re the most beautiful man in the world… ». Yoongi snorts, his hand slowly moving down on the small of your back. « This is too cheesy, I’m not drunk enough for this shit ». You hiss between your teeth and gives him a threatening look but that doesn’t seem to affect him at all. « Oh, Sir Min Yoongi doesn’t like it ? ». This time, Yoongi doesn’t keep his poker face on and clenches his jaw as a warning, reminding you not to cross the line. You tilt your head to the side and whisper : « Aggressive is more his style, right ? ». You bend over and kiss him with all the lust, all the roughness you got. Yoongi doesn’t close his eyes, watching you show your dominance before he takes it back by force, not knowing that you’ll not give in easily. You put his wrists over his head and attack his neck, taking his skin between your teeth to leave your mark. Yoongi hisses, his hips rising dangerously, not wanting to admit that you drive him crazy when you try so hard to take control. You lick him down to his collarbone and take the risk of releasing his wrists to pull up his sweatshirt. Yoongi knows he should take the opportunity to take back the control of the situation but the alcohol makes him much more sensitive to the things you do. He lets you remove his sweater and doesn’t even complain about your roughness. He only wants one thing : feel your lips and your tongue on his body. His hands freezes in the air when start to kiss his chest, your tongue suddenly flipping on his nipple. Yoongi grunts, making you smile against his skin. Your boyfriend’s hands comes to rest on your arms, stroking your burning skin while you continue to move down on his chest. Between each kiss, between each lick, you whisper : « Ugly… How can you even… I swear one day I’m… I’m gonna punch this gorgeous face of yours… ». You lift your head when you suddenly hear his snort and holds a moan when his hand closes around your throat to bring you back to him. He rolls over you and puts himself above you, his hand sliding on your neck to rest against your cheek. He looks down on your lips and raises his eyes to look into yours : « You’re crazy… But I love you… ». You pull him against your lips to silent a growing moan as his words makes you shudder. Yoongi passionately responds to your kiss, his chest pressed against your breasts, your nipples hardening under the friction. Then, as his lips goes down to your neck and then back to your ear, he murmurs in a mischievous voice : « Now I’m gonna eat you out… What were the world ? Ah, yeah… Agressive style. »

Jimin

Originally posted by sugasnae

You received his text half an hour ago but you’re already at the dorm’s door. Hoseok invites you in and tells you that Jimin went straight to their bedroom without saying a word but nobody really knows why. You sigh, unfortunately knowing why your boyfriend is so sad. When you asked him how his photo shoot went, Jimin responds was harsh : « It’s was the worst. I don’t want to talk, sorry. I love you. ». Oh no Park Jimin, it will not happen like that, there’s no way you’re gonna let him mope alone in his room. You cross the hallway and open the door, slowly moving your head in the embrasure not to startle him. However, he’s not likely to see you because he’s hidden under a huge blanket that’s three times his size. You gently close the door and sing his name in a soft voice as you approach the bed. Jimmy doesn’t move, as if you didn’t exist. You sit on the bed, put your hand on what you guess to be his hip and whisper : « Baby ? Come out… ». Jimin shakes as if to say « no » and when you shake his thigh back, he moans : « No… I really feel bad right now… ». You sigh and hug his shoulders, somehow managing to position yourself well without crushing him under your weight. You pat his chest, your own chest pressed against his shoulder blades, and said with a soothing tone : « I’m sure the pictures looks great ». Jimin snorts and growls : « Of course you think I look great, you’re my girlfriend… But trust me, it was horrible… I looked like an angry ghost… Aiisssh… ». You slightly tighten your grip on Jimin and pout : « Yah ! So what ? Since I’m your girlfriend I’m blinded by love and lust ? Huh ?! Of course I find you attractive, but I haven’t always been your girlfriend… And I’ve always been attracted to you ! Isn’t that the only thing that matters, in the end ? You being pretty for yourself, for ARMY and for me ?! ». Jimin leaves a small silence before mumbling : « Y-Yeah… But-». He stops talking as soon as he feels you moving to get up, the bed suddenly becoming too empty. He can’t hold back a curse when you lift the blanket in the air, a cold breeze running on his curled body. You slip under the blanket, the day light barely filtering through the thick fabric, and crawls to your boyfriend. You slide against his back and pass your hand under his arm to stroke his chest. Jimin sighs but doesn’t want to admit that he was waiting for that hug since he left the studio. You rest your chin on his shoulder and whisper in his ear : « I know you’re upset but you’re gonna be over it soon. I’m not even worried about it since you’e the cutest and the sexiest man in the world. Besides… Isn’t the way I look at you the most important thing ? And the way that, no matter how much time passes, I still can’t take my eyes off of you when we’re in the same room ? ». You feel a slight grunt vibrating in his chest and smile, pleased to see that he’s very close to give in. You move your hand down with infinite slowness, pulling his sweatshirt up to easily pass your hand underneath the fabric. You stroke his warm skin and softly pinch his nipple, making him moan as his back arches in arousal. You move your mouth a little closer to his ear, whispering softly : « What about the fact that you always manage to get me wet just with the sight of your body, just with how good it feels against mine…? ». Jimin gasps when you suddenly slide your hand under his sweatpants to grab his member through his boxers. You palm his growing erection and try to keep control of yourself (despite the fact that Jimin has grabbed your thigh in a grunt). You whisper one last time : « Isn’t it all that matters ? ». Your tongue slips against his ear, making Jimin bucks his hips as you keep stroking his hard member. He pants : « Yes… Y-Yes baby… ». You kiss his neck and finally gives him what he seems to crave, his face wriggling under the tiny friction you offer him. When Jimin finally feels your fingers closing around his cock, his body melts with yours as he passes his hand behind your neck to kiss you, sighing hard against your mouth.

Jungkook

Originally posted by celinet7

You join Jungkook in the bathroom while he cleans his face after his shower. You smile as you watch his face disappearing under a white cloud and turn your attention back to your toothbrush. A mouthwash and hop, here you are, ready to sleep in your boyfriend’s arms. Jungkook passes a towel over his face after rinsing it and sighs when he puts it back on the counter. He gets closer to the mirror and inspects his cheeks, frowning when he sees that he has a lot of pimples. You look at him without saying a word, seeing how much he’s upset. He moisturizes his face and takes another look before hissing : « I’m disgusting… ». You let out a disapproving growl and wrap your arms around his waist, getting on tiptoe so you can rest your chin on his shoulder and look at him through the mirror when you say : « Don’t say that… ». Jungkook doesn’t see the tender look you give him as he continues to look at his cheeks. He grumbles : « I’m saying it because it’s true, look ! It’s driving me crazy… I can’t even look at myself. ». He looks away and washes his hands silently as you bite your lip, wanting to find the right words to comfort him. You kiss him between his shoulder blades and whine : « You’re the most beautiful thing on earth, I can’t let you say that ! ». Jungkook laughs at the sound of your childish voice and watches you move around to get in front of him, your hands moving up on his chest. He only wears a towel wrapped around his waist and his beauty momentarily cuts your breath. « Lift me up », you ask, smiling when Jungkook easily lifts you up to put you on the counter. You put your hands on his neck and brush the tips of your fingers on his cheek. Jungkook tightens his embrace around your waist, comfortably wedged between your legs, his eyes never leaving yours. They’re like a thousand shining stars, wandering on his face as if you were looking at an angel. Jungkook sighs, his breath a little cut off when you put your hands on his cheeks, a soft smile on your lips. « You’re human, babyboy… It’s okay to have skin problems sometimes. You still look absolutely beautiful… ». You rest your lips on his, feeling his hand pressed against the small of your back and you trace a path of kisses along his jaw to come against his ear. You whisper : « Just look at you… ». You slightly lower your shoulder so Jungkook can see his own reflection, his mouth slightly opened because of your warm breath against his ear that increases the rhythm of his breathing. You meet his eyes as you run your hand against his neck. « Breathtaking… ». You laugh in a breath when you see Jungkook’ smirk through the mirror, the ultimate sign that you won. You lay kisses on his cheeks, your hand stroking his neck before Jungkook attacks your mouth in a needy kiss, making you moan when he deliberately grinds on you and takes advantage of your separated lips to slip his tongue to meet yours.

Suga Daddy: Part 11

Suga Daddy: Part 11 (m)

Word count: 8.3k

Genre/Warnings: smut, angst, language, dom!Yoongi, choking and dirty talk

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Summary: Yoongi comes with you to Jungkook’s graduation.

I think there might be just a few chapters left. 

Parts: {playlist} one | two | three | four | five | six | seven | eight | nine | ten

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Title:  Perfect Strangers (Part 5): Back Against the Door

Author:  @captain-rogers-beard

Summary:  Bucky Barnes is the consummate ladies man, a different girl every night, no lasting relationships. You are a painfully shy bookworm terrified of getting involved with someone for fear of getting hurt. When the two of you literally run into each other, sparks fly.

Sequel to Three’s Company

Master Post

Characters:  Bucky Barnes x Female Reader, Steve Rogers

Word Count:  2293  

Warnings: mild language, angst

Author’s Notes: Thank you to @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan and @climbthatmooselikeatree for your invaluable help and contributions.

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Originally posted by faramaiofnerdwoodforest

*Season 13x02 Spoilers

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Originally posted by lucifersagents

Dean Winchester x Reader

Even badass hunter chicks get scared at Fright Night.

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“damn, i love you” - bts jungkook smut&fluff

Originally posted by celinet7

MASTERLIST

word count: 2,100

member: Jungkook (and jungcock to if ya know what I mean)

genre: fluff and smut 

warnings: sexual content, soft dom!Jungkook, swearing

this is my first smut ever so I hope it’s any good and you guys enjoy it! (it’s also based on Rita Ora’s “Your Song” kinda)

You met Jungkook in school, when he was sitting in one of many empty classrooms, making a song. He was probably the hottest person you’ve ever seen and surely the most spontaneous one. After almost a year of being in a very weird friendly-flirty relationship with him, where nothing was really official but you’d hate to see him with other people, you started thinking more about what you two had. You were absolutely positive he brought out the best of you. He forced you to try new things, meet new people, helped you grow as a person and, quite frankly, made your stomach turn any time he gave you one of his deep, analysing looks. He made you happy. Like, super duper happy. When you were around him, you managed to somehow forget about how shitty life could get.

You kissed before, a couple of times, most of which Jungkook was too shitfaced to ever remember. You’d often catch yourself staring at him with hearteyes as he was making music on the floor of your living room, always having you listen to samples of his songs, that often ending in dancing in your pajamas and then laughing untill your stomach would hurt. Jungkook’s music was kind of a theme in your relationship. After all, he was making a song when you first met. 

“We’re going out tonight” he stated, throwing himself on your couch with a beer in his hand. “We are?” you raised your eyebrow and he nodded eagerly. “We are. You need a little distraction from all that schoolwork or your head’s gonna pop off” you laughed at his serious tone “Okay, then we’re going out” you agreed, making him give you a surprised look “Well that was easy! I thought it would take more convincing” he slowly sipped his beer “I haven’t been out in weeks so better make it good” you challenged him and all he did was give you the smugest smirk ever. “Bet on it!” 

You were drinking rounds after rounds, the loud music in the club making your mind foggy. All you cared about was that Jungkook was next to you, laughing and dancing and singing along to the songs you knew. His hair was sticking to his sweaty forehead, his eyes sparkling and you just couldn’t stop yourself from kissing him. He leaned into you as soon as your lips touched, the kiss unexpected but not unwanted. He had his hands on your hips as you were still dancing in the middle of the dancefloor. “Wanna go home?” he asked and you just nodded. 

You were sat in the back of the cab, your hand in Jungkook’s hair, mind still foggy from all the alcohol you had before. “You’re gonna forget about it in the morning, aren’t you?” you suddently asked and he just smiled at you, shaking his head, leaning in to kiss you again. “No way” he mumbled into the kiss and you smiled, wanting to believe him.

You stumbled while walking into his apartament, both laughing way too loud. “Are we gonna have sex?” the thought that’s been stuck in your mind suddently left your lips, making you giggle. “Nope” was Jungkook’s answer. “Whyyy” your sober self would never say something like that and you couldn’t help but laugh at how flustered Jungkook looked. “We’re too drunk, I wanna know what’s going on when I have sex with your for the first time” his confession left you totally speechless. “I wanna cuddle tho” was all you could say, taking of your bra and walking towards his bedroom. 

When you woke up, you were terrified, completely not knowing where you were. After a while of trying to move but not being able to, you identyfied Jungkook’s arm draped over you as the reason why you were stuck. His face was turned towards your, soft snores escaping his parted lips. You smiled softy, leaning in to place a soft kiss on his nose, making him mumble something in his sleep. You expected to have a killer hangover but you only had a slight headache, nothing you couldn’d manage. Jungkook’s room was peacful, sunlight lazily leaking through the curtains, his breath tickling your left cheek. “It’s rude to stare” you heard his raspy whisper and smiled at him. “I don’t mind being rude” your voice was just as raspy, making him chuckle. “Of course you don’t” he pulled you closer to him, nuzzling his head in your hair. “I think I might be in love with you” you whispered as quietly as you could, afraid to say it completely out loud. You’ve never had a feeling like that. “Well that would be convinent seeing as I’m positive I’m in love with you”.

Later that afternoon you found yourself laying on Jungkook’s couch listening to his most recent song. “I’m not sure if the bridge is good to be honest, but I think the beat and the melody sound really cool together” he stated and you nodded. “I like it a lot” was all you said, all you could focus on was his face. “You’re not even listening Y/N” he sighed and you smiled sheepishly “You’re pretty” you said as you moved over to place a peck on his lips. 

“Do you wanna go to Namjoon’s party tonight?” Jungkook asked. A few weeks passed since the memorable night that ended up in you making everything official. “Namjoon as in Namjoon your best friend that you never wanted me to hang out with?” you asked shocked and he nodded “Didin’t want him stealing my girl” he winked and you shook your head in disbelief. “I wanna go”

Yet again, you found yourself dancing with Jungkook, his hands on your hips, alcohol making you both braver than usually. Namjoon had access to his building’s roof which made for an amazing party spot. Your originally innocent touches now started to get more and more heated, Jungkook’s hands travelling to squeeze your butt from time to time, making you giggle. “Damn I love you” you heard his breathy whisper in your ear as he kissed you neck, making you melt into his touch. The song changed and you immidiately recognized it. It was the same song Jungkook was working on when you first met. “What the fuck babe!” was all you could say, your mind suddently clear. 

You weren’t drunk, just a little tipsy and you felt so many things all at once. “Is there anyone in Namjoon’s flat right now?” you asked suddently and Jungkook shook his head. You took his hand and dragged him down the stairs. He knew where Joon kept his spare key and as soon as you got inside the apartment he was all over you. His hand roaming all over your body, kissing you with so much passion and love. You quickly helped him take his shirt off, him doing the same for you, unclasping your bra and tossing it somewhere. You giggled, never breaking the kiss as you both got to the couch, and soon he was hoveing over you with his lips still on yours. You moved your hands all over his back and he moved down, kissing your neck, sucking on it from time to time, sure to leave marks. It felt so good to be there with him, he kissed down your stomach, making your body tremble and stopped at the waistband of your pants. “Can I?” he looked up at you, panting, and you smiled and nodded, never wanting something as much as you wanted him at that very moment. He took your jeans off, still leaving your panties on and started kissing your inner thighs. Your breathy moans filled the room, you could feel the wetness between your legs being too much to handle. You hands found Jungkook’s head and you tangled your fingers in his hair. You moaned his name impatiently, making him chuckle. “Patience baby, I want you to remeber this moment” he gave you the sweetest smile ever and placed a single kiss on your pussy, still through your panties. This alone made your whole body tremble. “Someone’s eager, aren’t you babygirl?”, “Jungkook please stop teasing me, I need you, please” you really couldn’t take it anymore. “All you needed to do was ask” he gave you his signature smile and yanked your panties down to your knees, lifting your legs up for better access. “You’re so wet baby. Who made you this wet?” you never were a fan of dirty talk but Jungkook seemed to be really good at it. “You did” you managed to get out and he nodded. “That’s right” he mumbled before licking one, long stripe along your slit. You tried to buck your hips but he held you down. “I’m gonna need you to stay still, can do you that for me babygirl?” he asked teasing your pussy with his finger. “I’ll try” “Good girl” he smiled again, his head back between your legs. His tongue cricled around your clit, while his finger teased your entrance, spreading your juices. You felt his finger enter you, slowly but surely, making you gasp and he hummed in approval. His lips closed around your clit, sucking softly as his finger moved in and out of you at a steady pace. “Jungkook go faster please” you moaned and he did, adding another finger and moving faster and faster. He sucked on your clit harshlt now, licking over it every now and again and you felt yourself get close. He must’ve felt it too, cause he hummed again, the vibration making your pussy clench on his fingers. “Are you gonna cum for me babygirl?” he asked and you nodded, so close to your orgasm. “You gotta ask for permission” you had no idea how but somehow he seemed to know everything you were into. “Please may I cum?” you whispered and he smirked, “What was that? I can’t hear you” his fingers were pounding in and out of you and hitting all he right spots. “Please Jungkook let me cum” you moaned loudly. “That’s my good girl, cum for me, come on babygirl, all over my fingers” that was all you needed. Your whole body trembled as your walls clenched around his finger, loud moans leaving your lips. He made you ride out your orgasm until it felt so good it hurt, and only then he took his fingers out of your pussy, taking them up to your parted lips. “Wanna get a taste?” he ask to which you nodded, making him smile. You sucked his finger, swirling your tongue around and never breaking eye contact. He took his hand away, replacing it with his lips, kissing you deeply. You reached to unbuckle his belt and quickly took his pants off, palming him through his underwear. “I wanna taste you now” you stated and brushed your thumb over his tip, making him inhale sharply. “I’m not gonna be able to last baby, I wanna be inside you so bad” he admitted taking his underwear off and lining his cock with your entrance. He teased you for a while, spreading your juices with his tip. “Do you want it?” he asked and you moaned in anticipation “Please” was all you could say. He pushed himself inside, spreading you so good, making you gasp. He was big and it felt so good. “Fuck you’re so fucking tight” he mumbled “Feels so good”. He started moving in and out of you slowly and kissed you, sweat forming on his foreahead. “More Jungkook please I need more” you begged and he picked up his pace. You wrapped your legs around his waist allowing him to go even deeper. You felt yourself getting close, clenching around him and moaning loudly. “Fuuuck baby do that again” he moaned lowly and you did, making him whimper. “Im so close” you were about to cum for the second time. a moaning mess under Jungkook, your hands griping the couch. “Are you gonna cum with me? Are you gonna be a good girl and cum with me?”, “Please” you moaned, not being able to hold back anymore. You felt Jungkook come inside you, as you clenched around him, both of you moaning loudly. As you both finished, exhausted as ever, he collapsed over you, his cock still in you pussy. He kissed you again, slowly this time. “I love you”, “I love you too but we need to clean up Kook. It’s Namjoon’s couch” you remined him and he laughed softly. “We totally just made love on my best friend’s couch”. 

Violinist

Summary: When you leave a wedding party intending to go home and drown in loneliness, Bucky Barnes changes your plans. 
Pairing: Bucky x Reader
Word counting: 1.2k
Warnings: Alternative Universe, Bucky is a Lawyer. Fluff. 

Originally posted by chaneltheavenger

“And we’re done.” Joshua said, looking at the small group you were with, and you gave the newlywed couple a glance while cleaning your violin.

Even though you were invited, you didn’t plan to stay for the party. It was too tiring.

Four years. Four years playing at weddings around the whole US with the same group of people, that was your life. A known violinist, the favourite of many, and so lonely.

At your side, Josh was eagerly talking to Danny and Erin. He played the Cello, like Josh himself, and Erin was a violinist. The two of them were a couple - a beautiful couple - and the two men were as close as brothers. You, on the other hand, was too shy to interrupt them, even after fours years together and wasn’t that close. You were the black sheep of the group.

Weddings made you sad. It wasn’t for mean reasons, but because of your love life - or the lack of it, actually. You were single. Honestly, you were the most single person in the whole world. In your mid to late twenties, you’ve never had more than some hookups. You’ve never been loved and was probably bound to be alone forever.

Maybe you should consider adopting a cat.

“You’re going home already?” Erin looked at you.

Maybe two of them. Or three.

“Yeah, I’m not feeling that good.” You dismissed her. “Do you have a ride back home?”

“Yeah, my brother brought my car.” Danny affirmed. “Are you okay? I can drive you home if you’re feeling too bad.”

“I’m just tired.” You lied.

He nodded, and you finished organising your stuff before walking to your car, putting them in the backseat just to realise you’ve forgotten your purse inside.

You sighed before walking back there, the high heels decorating your feet making every step a torture.

You were ready to go after doing it and were just a few steps from your car when your body crashed into another, much taller and stronger than yours, making a face when whatever drink he had in hand spilt all over you.

“Oh my God.” The man exclaimed, surprised.

You looked up at him. Oh, he was strong. He was huge. With relatively long hair and blue eyes, he was also adorable and very handsome.

“I’m so sorry.” He blushed. “I swear I didn’t see you. I’m so sorry. I’m gonna have it cleaned for you, I swear.”

You looked at your dress and took a breath, inhaling the smell of wine.

“At least it is white wine.” You looked at him. “You’d own me a new dress is it was red wine.”

The man opened a surprised smile, still embarrassed with what he had caused.

“Here.” He pulled a card from his pocket. “Here is my number.”

You looked down at his hand, taking it and reading the simple card.

“James Barnes.” You looked at him. “Lawyer..”

“Yes..” He confirmed. “And you are the violinist.”

“Y/N.” You corrected him.

“Nice to meet you, Y/N.” He smiled. “I must say, you are amazing.”

You blushed. No one had ever approached you to say that.

“I could see the passion in your eyes.” He affirmed. “It was beautiful.”

“Thanks, James.” You blushed.

“Call me Bucky.” He corrected you.

“Thanks, Bucky.” You smiled at him.

He smiled openly, and you noticed how he had dimples on his cheek.

“You were leaving?” He asked.

Bucky nodded and scratched his chin for a moment.

“Maybe this is rushed because we don’t know each other.” He said, embarrassed. “But I think I have somewhere you would like to go.”

“Oh.” You exclaimed, surprised.

You pondered. He was a stranger, but what did you have to lose? Your day was already bad, it couldn’t get worse.

“Have you ever been in a Karaoke?”

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anonymous asked:

you know that one vine where the guy drinks some of his beer and goes 'ahh, fuck yeah, cheers bruh!' and the beer keeps coming at you and its really freaky? thats how i imagine your dandelion guy to sound. just thought you should know

ok this is a REALLY weirdly specific topic but- i actually pictured him as sounding like the voice clip at the end of “another f.u. song”? the clip that goes “FUCK YEAH, FUCK YOU!”

again incredibly odd that we both had headcanons for the ‘FUCK YEAH CONCRETE’ dandelion

“I should have known,” Derek moans into his beer.

Chris pats his shoulder. “There, there.”

“I’m a poet,” Derek says. “I really should have known. This is supposed to be my thing.”

Chris keeps patting him. He also tries to take Derek’s beer and swap it out for a red Solo cup of water. Derek isn’t quite drunk enough for that to work. He clings tenaciously to his bottle. “No,” he says.

“You should drink water.”

“Drinking water won’t mend my broken heart,” Derek informs him. He pours the beer down his throat without stopping to breathe.

“Neither will drinking yourself blind the night before morning practice.”

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Eager Lovers: Two Hearted

Summary: You thought Steve was going to be a one night stand, one and done, but you found yourself drawn to him, like the proverbial moth to the flame. He was so much more than the tattooed, beer drinking, bar owner you thought he was. But somehow the headlong rush into love wasn’t turning out like you’d hoped.
Word Count: 1,473
Warnings: Language, alcohol, smoking, explicit sexual content… It’s an AU, anything and everything will probably happen.
Author’s Notes: This fic wouldn’t be possible without @captain-rogers-beard and @climbthatmooselikeatree Their help and beta work has been invaluable. Thank you. GIF found on Google.

Don’t steal my work. It’s rude.


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“That was one hell of a job interview,” you chuckled low in your throat as you stood, running a hand through your hair. “How’d I do?”

Wearing a proud smirk, Steve settled his hands on your lower back and kissed you. “You nailed it.”

“Yes,” you celebrated, pumping your fist shallowly by your side. “Should we let Bucky and Clint know?”

“Oh, I have a feeling they know,” Steve chuckled.


It was well after two in the morning, you were standing on the fire escape, wearing one of Steve’s shirts, and smoking. Every inch of you was sore, deliciously so. Your muscles were overused and abused, bruises adorning your skin in various spots. You hadn’t felt this good since… ever. Not even when you were with Baron. He had only ever been in it for his satisfaction, never caring if you got off. You lost count of the amount of times he had rolled away, disappearing into the bathroom, leaving you to finish the job he only half-assed started.

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I cannot possibly emphasize what a constant trial it is being friends with me.