no just pulling your leg

anonymous asked:

I saw a pic on my tumblr feed where it's a pair of 1D undies and Niall is in the middle and the caption is somethin like "if I get a surprise period it'll look like Niall's been shot" and lmao just imagine if you and Ni were gettin down n dirty and then he pulls off your jeans to come face to face with himself on your pussy 😂😂😂😂😂

he would be horrified…like a flash of “oh god am I dating a crazy person” until you burst out laughing and he just shakes his head and pulls them off your legs.

Originally posted by slowhandstbh

ranmin10  asked:

BTS reaction when he's having privet sexy time ;) in the shower with Y\N and member walking in them ??(make it long please)

Since were all freaking out heres some smut:)


Jin:

You wouldn’t initially start out with him in the shower with you, but the sound of the music playing and the sight of your head tilted back as you lathered yourself up would bring him to quietly step in behind you. He’d take over, rubbing small circles across your back in places you couldn’t quite reach before letting you turn around to face him, the hot water now rinsing away any obstruction there was to his view of your body. You looked down, biting your lip at the sight of his member standing up. You’d pull him closer, the feeling of his now wet skin pressing to yours and making every nerve stand at attention. He’d let you pull his head down so you could kiss him, wanting to feel just how much you wanted him. You’d kiss his neck, smiling as he wasn’t able to hold back as your teeth tugged at the sensitive spot right in the center of his neck. He’d press you back, now fully willing to pleasure you. His lips would move fast against yours, hands tugging at one another in desperate need of getting closer. His hand would wonder until it was petting your core, teasing you as you started to grind against his palm. He smirked at how ready you were and fully pressed you against the wall, encouraging you to stand higher as one hand pulled your leg up so he had just the right amount of space for a tight entrance. Continuing to tease you with his tip you moaned loudly in aggravation. He chuckled, sinking himself deep with in you to turn the aggravation in your voice into something sweet and needy. 

He wasn’t ebven able to get one pump in before the door was bursting open and Yoongi was walking in. Looking in the mirror he’d see Jin, back to him and bare ass looking over his shoulder with a surprised look. Yoongi wouldn’t think much of it as he reached for his tooth brush but with Jin still balls deep in you, you breather hard trying to get Jin to say something. 

‘Yoongi, wait.’ he’d say just loud enough to hear.

‘Why?’ He’d say looking back up. When he did he’d then see your hands holding onto the bar beside you and your one leg still wrapped around Jin.

‘Oh fuck sorry.’ He’d say leaving quickly. Jin would look back to you and laugh, pressing his forehead to yours sweetly before throwing one hard pump further into you causing your voice to catch in a short loud squeal. 

Yoongi:

The two of you wouldn’t have even made it to the shower. He’d have you pressed against the steam covered glass, fast lips trailing down your neck and still moving south until he was tapping the inside of your thigh, encouraging you to pick it up over his shoulder. with his hands faced firmly on your backside he’d lick you once, watching as you bit your lip and gripped harder to the towel rail that you were now supporting yourself on. Hed start by working slowly, kissing you with just enough tongue meeting your clit that your body shook every time he did so. He’d decide when you had enough of the teasing and when he did he’d dive right in, sloppily attraction your core as he sucked and pulled at your clit and one hand moved so he could curl his fingers inside of you as he pumped them quickly. He’d make you studded his name, which was his favorite thing to do and once he did he gave your clit one last tug before you unraveled around him. Taking no time he’d stand up, pressing his mouth against yours and groaning deeply as you silently thanked him for the orgasm by pulling his hair roughly. His hand would still be stroking you, collecting as much of your natural lubricant as he could before rubbing it on himself and lining his erect member with you. He’d only move his lips away from yours for a second, but the moment he did the door opened and Jungkook caught your eyes through the mirror. 

‘Fuck!’ you gasped as Yoongi entered you, not being able to look away from the terrified boy still looking at you. ‘Yoongi, Yoongi stop!’ You’d say trying to fight the pleasure that was still running through you. 

‘Kook OUT!’ You finally screamed and Yoongis head snapped around just as the door slammed shut. 

‘No way.’ Yoongi said, humor in his eyes as he realized what had just happened. 

‘Cant get one moment to ourselves in this damn- Ah Yoongi!’ You said louder as he thrust into you one more time. 

‘Let them hear you. They already know what were doing.’ He growled, hints of amusement still in his voice as he rammed himself into you over and over again till there was no hiding your moans. 

Namjoon:

There was no time alone to yourself when you were staying with Namjoon. You tried sneaking away to have a shower to yourself so you could properly take care of you since usually a shower consisted of him only rubbing soap on you for half second before the feeling of your body overwhelmed him. You had managed to fully clean yourself, sighing as you let the water run over your body just a little longer. 

‘Am I allowed to join you now?’ His thick voice echoed through the bathroom. 

‘Yes, actually. Id love you to.’ You said turning to fully face him, cocking your hip just in the way he loved to see your body curve. 

He’d strip, not care that his clothing landed in the water that had splashed out of the shower and the moment he stepped in you’d take a hold of him, pulling him so his body trapped yours against the wall. You’d try to take charge by holding his neck down to you and grabbing his member so you would work it up. He’d smile into the kiss and you’d know he was only letting you think you were in charge. Running with it you kissed down his neck, past his collarbone and down his stomach until you were kneeling almost underneath him, running your tonge along his shaft, not even caring how hard the tiles of the shower floor were against your knees. He’d groan, bracing himself against the wall behind you. He let you do your thing; swirling your tongue over his tip and pushing forward till you were gagging slightly. It wasn’t until the first twitch of his cock did he pull himself out of you and stand you up, pressing you against the glass of the shower wall.

‘Spread.’ he’d say and instantly you’d listen, pulling your feet apart and arching your back till there was a straight path to the place you needed him the most. You could see your foggy reflection in the mirror in front of you, body pressed to hard against the glass that all you could really see were your nipples against the skin of your breasts and the palms of your hands. 

He pushed into you roughly, growling your name as you tightened around him. His hand would intervene itself with your hair and pull it just hard enough until your head tilted all the way back, exposing your neck for him to suck and pull at. 

You couldn’t help the loud moans and gasp screams that were leaving your body as he rammed into you over and over again.The sound of the shower must have somehow drowned them out though as Jin walked in, calling for you. 

‘Foods ready y/n, were waiting on you to start the movie!’ You’d hear him say, but all you could do was gasp in response as Namjoon didnt let up. 

‘y/n, are you okay?’ He’d say now fully walking into the bathroom. ‘Shit!’ You’d hear him say as the sight of Namjoon’d foggy body pumping forcefully into you caught his eye. 

‘shit.’ You’d hear him say one more time, but you didnt care, your eyes were already being to roll as he abused your g-spot, sending you into a violent orgasm. 

Hoseok:

You wouldn’t be able to help yourself as you hands started to travel all over Hoseoks skin, smiling and kissing his shoulder as goosebumps rose to the surface. He’d groan and lean bak just enough so his back was pressed to yours as the rest of the soap that was in his hair drained out. You let your fingers run down his arms and then back up smiling even wider as he groaned again. You let your fingers trace softly down the sides of his back before rounding on him. He wrapped his arms around your waist and immediately pulled you into him so sweet kisses could be left on your mouth. It started out innocent but the moment your hands intertwined themselves in his hair things would pick up. His hands would trail down to your behind and he’d squeeze just hard enough for him to catch your moan with his own. He leaned into you as your hand down his already erect member, moaning once more as you started to softly run your fingers over it. Knowing this drove him mad, that you could literally make him nut with just your light touch you decided against teasing him and instantly started to kiss down his neck. Kneeling infant of him he’d bite his lip at you, loving the way you looked when you were in such a submissive pose in front of him. You swallowed him quickly, not wanting to prolong the moment any more than you already had. His hands found themselves into your hair, moving with your motion as you bobbed your head, making sure to fluctuate the pressure of your tongue just so you could make sure you were hitting every sweet spot along his member. 

‘Aish, y/n.’ Hes growl as you started to bob faster and faster. 

‘y/n.’ He’d say over and over again until a frantic ‘Y/n!’ left his mouth. He pulled away and turned his body, a blush creeping on his cheeks as your eyes met Taehyungs.

‘What are you still standing there for!’ You snapped covering your chest as Tae jumped and exited the room. 

‘He ruined it didnt he?’ You sighed as Hoseok turned back to you. 

‘Kinda.’ He said looking down before laughing and pulling you into a long kiss. 

Jimin:

Shower sex was your favorite thing to do with one another, the feeling of the steam plus the heat radiating off of your slamming bodies was just something you lived for. Getting started in the shower wouldn’t take any time as he’d follow you in already giggling and pinching lightly at your behind. You turned on him, allowing him to push you fully till you were under the hot stream of water. The two of you would push back and fourth, trying to over come one another for the pleasure of the water hitting you, Giggling against one another lips as the other won the battle. The game wouldt last long though as the two of you now started to tug at one another. Hair was pulled, kissed were left down the sides of necks and soon you were bent over, your arms working as a pillow for your head to rest on. Jimin would be knelt behind you, its tongue making quick work of your already dripping core. With two fingers slipping past your folds you’d gasp, calling his name as he started to pump them in and out of your body. 

‘Jimin please… PLEASE!’ You’d scream as you knees started to press together. He quickly stood and replaced his fingers with his cock, waisting no time in keeping your orgasm up. 

‘Cum for me baby girl.’ He’d say, his hands gripping tightly to your waist as he curved his hips up just enough to his your g-spot every time. You moaned into your arm, knees buckling again so he was forced to help support you. He’d lean forward, fully wrapping his arms around you as he continued to to pound. Your orgasm ripped through your body and you were struggling to keep yourself up. He’d pull you back so your back arched and your head rested against his shoulder, arms still outstretched to brace the continued pounding you were receiving. You were nearing your second orgasm, so close that your eyes began to roll and all you could do was moan his name over and over again. 

‘Aish, common guys, in the shower? Really?” Namjoon’s voice rang. You thought it was a dream as you came undone once more, but as you heard Jimin giggle as his body wrapped around yours and your eyes slowly opened you just say Namjoon standing there laughing and shaking his head before leaving the bathroom. 

Taehyung:

Starting off innocent you two out just be laughing at things the other said as you passed bottles of shampoo back and fourth to one another. It wasn’t until you asked Tae to wash your back did things turn sexual. His fingers would run down your neck followed by his kisses until his hands found their wait to your core. You’d groan softly and lean your head back as all humor had completely disappeared and the only thing you could think of was the feeling of Taehyungs hands palming at your core. You’d let him turn your around, his lips finding yours as his hands kept up the pace of slowly teasing you. You let him kiss down your neck again, your arms hooking around his neck as he did so. After a few minutes of the agonizing slowness of his fingering you decided to tease him back by circling the tip of his dick with your finger. He didnt take to kind of this and soon you were backed into the wall, his hands moving even faster as he readied you for him. You moaned his name slowly and though he knew you didnt on purpose he couldn’t help himself any longer. You let him hook an arm under your knee before lining himself with you. Slowly stretching you he’d smile at your moan and he’d pump a few slow timed before he needed to feel the special kind of friction that only you would give him. He’d be a moaning mess only a few seconds in, his breath being sued down his throat and pushed back in would cause the hissing noise that drove you mad. You tried to hold onto him as hard as possible but there was only so close you could get to him. 

The moment you moaned his name in pleasure he’d pick his pace up even more, wanting to hear you say it even louder. Before he could get another one out there was a loud knock on the door as it swung open. He quickly removed himself from you before flattening you yp against the all. 

‘Hoseok really!’ He’d yelled at the now wide eyed Hobi. 

‘Oh! Sorry I thought.. Sorry.’ He’d stammer before the sound of him laughig could be heard past the closing of the door. 

‘Were going to get so much shit.’ You said covering your face.

‘At least I’m getting some.’ He said kissing you softly before turning off the water and handing you a towel. 

Jungkook:

Any time he saw you completely naked he wouldn’t be able to contain himself. You’d be spun around and pressed against the glass before you were even able to get yourself fully submerged in the water, his need to prove he wasn’t a boy high. He’d only kiss you briefly before moving down to your neck to leave a few marks before moving down further to your nipples where he massaged, licked and tugged at them. Being completely infatuated with Jungkook you’d take no time in moaning his name in a pleading way, knowing exactly how it would effect him. 

‘God I love it when you say my name like that.’ He’d say deeply against your skin. 

Moaning again he’d kiss back up you before bending you over. There would only be a split second before he was entering you and his arm was wrapping around you to start the teasing of your clit. Every time he’d pump you’d beat hard, trying to hide the fact that you were already creeping to your high. It became to hard and soon your voice was once continuous moan as he pumped into you fast and faster. He cursed your name, telling you how good you felt around him before pulling out of you and spinning you around. Now with your ass pressed against the glass he entered you once more, groaning at the feeling the new position gave him. He kissed heavily at your neck and lips, thrusting into you as hard as he could. 

‘I don’t know where she it, Kook is in here though I- Oh found her.’ You’d hear Jimin say before look spun you around to hid your name body. 

‘Hyung!’ He’d yell, only receiving a laugh from Jimin before you saw him walk out closing the door. 

‘Were going to have to finish this later.’ he said, smiling into a kiss as you pouted. 

trick shot (m.)

;pairing — jimin/reader

;warnings — heavy drinking | cursing | oral sex | jimin being sleazy | hoseok being an asshole | lots of pool references | just adult things

;summary — jimin’s the bartender, you’re the billiard hotshot who frequents his bar and challenges him to a clean game of 9-ball after hours. “see if you can make this shot with my hand down your pants” au

;word count — 8k

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“Man, it’s a pretty huge crowd out there.” Shawn was basically shaking. You had never ever seen him this nervous for a show. It was almost unheard of for him to be this nervous. He was so at home on stage, he seemed more nervous just walking down the street to get lunch than getting on stage in front of all of those people. 

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“I never said it was bad.” He looked up at you for a second, a grin teasing the corners of his lips. “It’s just a big crowd.” He was messing around with the A string, seemingly not being able to quite get it right. It was probably his fumbling fingers. But if you had to hear a flat A one more time you were going to rip your ears off. 

“Do you want some help?” You winced as he plucked the string one more time, sounding flatter than it did the last time. He shook his head rather vigorously, which she expected. He was rather particular about how his acoustic was tuned whenever he would go on stage. He wanted to make sure everything was absolutely perfect every time he stepped foot onto that stage. You knew it was probably rather stupid to ask. He’d never let you touch that guitar before a show. 

“I’ll be fine.” He was probably nervous because this was his final concert, in his hometown nonetheless, all of his friends were out in that audience. People from his high school, family members, so many people he knew were out in that crowd, and even though it was just as big as all of the other concerts he had played throughout the tour, maybe even smaller than some. 

“You look like you’re about to have a panic attack.” You scoffed, pulling your legs underneath you. He just smiled and shook his head a little bit, focusing way too much on that guitar. You thanked your lucky stars he wasn’t as insane about his electric guitar. 

“Why are you in here with me and not out there.” He nodded his head towards the door, referencing the audience. You shuddered just thinking about sitting out there with a shitton of kids you went to high school with and hated. They all did sports and were rather popular back in the day, and not that they were mean to you, but Shawn’s old group of friends from high school were not your favorite people. You had always been close friends with him since freshman year when you were both placed in an intro to art class and you were sat with one another because they both couldn’t draw to save their lives. He was close with all of those other people back before he was famous, but he started to notice a lot of them only made an effort to stay close with his busy schedule only due to his intense rising fame. He didn’t mind all that much, but he didn’t make quite as much an effort. As for you and Shawn, you had stayed close from the moment you had met up until now. It was almost funny when the others out there would post photos calling Shawn their best friend, when in reality you were. She was just that random girl who played violin in advanced orchestra who they had no idea why Shawn hung out with her. 

Still hung out with her. And let her come with him on his summer north american tour and even come with him on some of his European dates. 

It still warmed your heart that those girls in that group that he had hung out with, those girls on the dance team and volleyball team, the girls he had over the years kissed and fooled around with, those girls who were everything that you thought that you weren’t were second to you. 

“Those are your friends, not mine.” You shot back, expecting to get the usual, ‘I know you aren’t their biggest fans, but you only have to be nice. They aren’t that bad.’ That was the spiel you usually got whenever you complained about having to associate with his friends. But this time, he just shrugged, probably too preoccupied before this show that he, for some reason, was totally freaked out about. 

“You are not wrong.” He strummed the last chord that you couldn’t remember the name of and he looked almost satisfied. But he was never completely satisfied with his guitar, but you had gotten used to it. He looked up at you, actually looking at you for the first time other than some upward glances as he was tuning. A small smile slowly stretching across his lips, and you started to feel almost self conscious. You were only wearing jean shorts and the long sleeve concert t-shirt since you had to help out with the VIP stuff since you were there that early. You had kicked off your black high top converse earlier, so you were only in some ankle socks, and you felt so incredibly exposed, which was dumb, Shawn was your best friend, you shouldn’t feel this way. 

Even if you had been harboring some incredibly low-key feelings for him since the eleventh grade. But you never acted on them since he never hinted. So everything stayed just about the same. 

“I’m lucky to have you.” He smiled, only taking a few more moments to take all of you in before you were interrupted by a knock, most likely his manager, which he knew was code for ‘time to get the hell out here stop tuning that damned guitar.’ You were glad you didn’t have to say anything sappy back, you were incredibly horrible at those kind of things, but Shawn knew you loved and appreciated him. “It appears it is time to go.” He grabbed his guitar and held his hand out for you to take. You looked at him puzzled but he only smiled. 

“Tonight I’m gonna need you out there cheering me on from offstage. I’m about to puke.” He chuckled, and you wearily took his hand, hating going out there with all of the adults and Geoff. You really didn’t like Geoff all that much either. He honestly just really irritated you. Then again, everyone did. Shawn led you over to the door of his dressing room and the minute he opened it, you pulled your hand away, your arm dropping to your side. You both quickly made your way to the front by the stage where he got the spiel, got the speech on how he was gonna do amazing, and how there were tons of girls out there to see him. They did the chant, and he was just about ready to get out on that stage. “Hey!” Shawn called out, waving you over close to him. You had been out here a couple of times before he went on stage, but he had never done this. You furrowed your eyebrows, incredibly confused to say the least. 

“What do you need?” You questioned, crossing your arms over your chest. “Don’t you have a crowd to preform for?” You teased, nudging him just a bit with your right elbow. He gave you a small smile, his cheeks turning a bright shade of red. They did that sometimes. 

“Okay, remember when I would preform at school talent shows and small concerts and stuff and I would get super nervous?” He started, starting to fiddle with the strap of his guitar. You nodded quickly, hoping he’d get on with it, knowing it’d be you that was being yelled at for holding him up. “Well, I’m gonna need one of those pep talks you used to give me.” He spit out, almost nervous that you would say no. But without even a yes, you got into the stance, straightening your spine, placing your hands on his shoulders, locking your knees into place. You hadn’t done this in what felt like forever. 

“Okay Mendes, listen up, you are amazing you are talented, you are going to kill it. There are a shitton of people out there who payed a crapload of money to see you, and you are going to put on one damn good show. Who cares about those kids from school who may or may not judge you, you are the pop star, they aren’t. You are attractive you are talented, and you are going to kill it. Okay?” You shook him a little at the end and he quickly nodded. 

“Okay.” He agreed. But what he did next was what shocked you, what caused your heart to literally drop nineteen stories down into your stomach. He pressed his lips onto yours, but only for a couple of seconds. It sure did feel like half of a century, maybe even a full one. All the loud and all the screams from the audience weren’t even audible. His lips on yours and everything didn’t matter. Until he pulled away and he was starting to get dragged back onstage. “We can talk um… After?” He stuttered as he was walking onstage. All you could do was nod. 

You were physically in shock, your whole body tingling as you simply stood offstage, not really in anyone’s way. Everyone was bustling around, but all you could think about was how your best friend just kissed you, and it sure as hell meant something. 

“What the hell was that?” Geoff asked, and you looked to see him crinkling his nose almost in disgust. He wasn’t exactly your biggest fan. 

“No idea.” The concert literally flew by, you heard Geoff say a couple of more things to you, but your head didn’t quite register them. You heard the setlist played out, you even saw Shawn run backstage to get to the smaller stage. You were just, shocked. The only word you could think of was shocked. 

But, like clock work every night, Shawn walked offstage after treat you better and wrapped you in a hug, pulling you close to his body, you could feel all of his sweat and heat radiating off of his body. 

“Okay, I can’t talk right now, I have to go see my friends, and so do you so you also can’t talk right now.” You grumbled as you wrapped your arms around him, not caring at all he was a gross sweaty mess. “But, I will tell you, I have some hardcore feelings for you. Which we will discuss later.” He shrugged at the last part, and you pulled away for a moment, his arms still supporting your waist. 

“Well, that works out well, because I have some hardcore feelings for you too.” A warm smile spread across his lips, and he pressed yet another kiss to yours. And it was even better the second time. 

author’s note// I LOVE this it’s poor writing but the plot is so sweet and tbh relatable anyways hi school started this week i hope i die soon

gildara-art  asked:

Could I place an everyone-loves-Bitty prompt where, after they come out to the team, Jack asks the Haus to give Bitty the occasional hug and kiss for him since he can't be around to do it as much as he'd like? I'm guessing Shitty would find a way to get in on it too. I just love the idea of Bitty getting sanctioned casual hugs and kisses from literally everyone they know 💕

“Jack! Wow, you don’t call often?”

“Sorry about that,” Jack tells Chowder.

“I didn’t meant to make you feel guilty. How is everything going? How is Providence?”

“Yeah, fine. Really good.” Jack passes over the questions and makes a note to start calling Chowder more often. “I’ve actually got a request if that’s alright?”

“Yes. Of course. Anything. Well, not anything, but you know, if I can help, then yes.”

Jack smiles at Chowder’s eternal effervescence. “I want you to do something for Bitty while I’m not around.”

“Okay.”

“Can you make sure he’s getting hugs? He’s pretty physical guy but he’s not great at initiating.”

“That’s so sweet. Of course I can do that.”

“And could you let Dex and Nursey know too?”

“I’m on it, Captain.”

“Thanks, Chowder. Oh and hey,” Jack says before hanging up. “You can probably just call me ‘Jack’ now.”

“On it, Jack.”

Jack hangs up feeling confident that Bitty’s about to get a whole lot of love and affection from the team.

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Bitty is watching Netflix on the green couch (with a thick blanket between him and the actual couch), when Chowder interrupts.

“Ooh! Can I join?”

“Of course.” Bitty smiles and pats the spot next to him.

“Swasome.” Chowder vaults over the back of the couch and lands half on top of Bitty but doesn’t bother moving. Bitty doesn’t mind.

The get through half an episode when Nursey and Dex get back from their trip to the library.

“Whatcha watching?” Nursey asks. “Something good?”

“Don’t fucking care,” Dex grumbles, dumping his stuff randomly near the bottom of the stairs and fitting himself beside Chowder. “I need to rest my brain.”

Nursey adds his stuff to Dex’s pile and wrestles a pillow from behind Dex, throwing it at Bitty’s feet and sitting on it. He leans back against Bitty’s legs and sighs out.

Dex stretches his arm out along the back of the couch and rubs the back of Bitty’s head before dropping his hand so it rests against his neck. Dex must really be exhausted to be touching Bitty so freely, but Bitty likes the warmth and the weight. It reminds him of Jack, who’s fond of doing the same. Maybe that’s where Dex picked it up from?

He slumps further into the couch cushions with Nursey against his legs, Chowder against his side, and Dex’s hand on the back of his neck, feeling quite loved.

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BTS Reacts to seeing their s/o asleep on the couch with their child on their chest.

Namjoon:

Namjoon would lean against the door frame before walking over, trying to process how cute the two of you were. He’d exhale slowly and walk over quietly, whispering to himself about how you never ceased to amaze him, and how he didn’t deserve you at all.

“You’re too good for me jagi…how do I deserve you?”

Yoongi:

Yoongi would spot the two of you on the couch and wander over silently, secretly jealous of your child. He wanted to cuddle and sleep next to you two, but something about seeing your child sleeping on your chest made him stop. The two of you looked so serene and angelic; instead of disturbing the peace he kneels by the couch and gently brushes hair from your face.

“You both are so perfect….thank you for choosing me jagi…”

J-Hope:

J-Hope would beam happily from ear to ear and quietly set down anything he’d been carrying.  His smile would never fade as he nuzzles your face, cooing about how cute the two of you are and how much you meant to him. He would make enough noise to wake you and the child, which he’d immediately apologise for.

“You guys are the cutest in the world. I dont want anyone but you two.”

Jin:

Jin would pad over as quietly as humanly possible, pulling the blanket drapped over your legs just a bit higher. His eyes would go to the small child resting on your chest and marvel at the beauty of your combined genes. A small smile would pull at his lips and he’d press a soft kiss to your forehead.

“I love you two so much that words cannot even begin to covey how happy I am. My beloved family." 

Jimin:

He’d pull his cell phone from his pocket and capture the moment on his camera roll forever. He would coo softly about how soft the two of you looked together, and how he was so happy he was part of your lives. Stooping down next to the couch, he would place millions of kisses all over you and the child.

"You make me so happy jagi…you’ve given me more than I deserve. Thank you….”

Tae:

Tae would smile lovingly at the two of you. His precious family, happy and peaceful in the simplicity of your little house. He would sit next to the two of you on the couch and softly rub your child’s back while whispering how much the two of you meant to him. A soft song would spill from his lips and he’d bend down, placing a kiss on the crown of the child’s head.

“Thank you so much for becoming my family jagi….and making it bigger and happier.”

Kookie:

Kookie would try to contain his excitement as he walks over to the two of you, his hands covering his mouth as a huge smile breaks out on his face. His arms would drape carefully over you and the child, embracing you in a halo of warmth. He would nuzzle you and the child happily.

“My two most precious people. My beautiful family. I love you.”

- Admin M

An Arranged Marriage Chapter 7

Dean Winchester x Reader

1300 Words

Story Summary: An AU of sorts. Where hunter’s have communities, and arrange marriages for their young. Y/N is from the Northwest region, arranged to marry Dean, from the midwest region.

Catch Up Here: Masterpost

Sinking down on your mattress, you curled into a small ball, trying to reason with yourself. Sure, this was all new and unexpected, but you had known that your life would be forever changed once you became married. 

You just hadn’t expected Dean to be so handsome, and so hard to read. You hadn’t expected to live away from everything you knew, the community life you had always known. 

Then there was the business of Angels as best friends, and the fact that you and Dean were meant to be. That thought didn’t bother you nearly as much as you had let on. Sure, it had all seemed overwhelming, but even with his grumpy and stubborn ways, you could easily see Dean was a good man. A man you could easily fall in love with.

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hold you || scott mccall

author: @broodybell
pairing: scott x reader
word count: 1,765

warnings: triggering, very angsty. 

authors note: i just needed to write out some angst and i love scotty so much so here you go kids. 

summary: scott finds reader having an anxiety attack in the girls bathroom. 


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Boku No Hero Academia, Vol.7 Limited Edition Drama CD Translation : Sweep! Community Clean Up!

Disclaimer: Full translation of the drama CD which you can hear at this link, many thanks to op for sharing this lovely track. I got most of track 1 explanation from the manga so just a heads up. Loads of error probably, but I’m weak for my trash son baku so i just have to share it. Enjoy!

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If it was just that easy…
I would wrap your legs around my hips.
Pull your body close to mine.
Run my fingertip down your spine.
Brush my cheek upon your cheek.
Whisper intimately into your ears,

“This is my confession, so listen closely.
It didn’t take long, but I’ve fallen in love with you.
I’ve wanted you for quite some time now.
I’ve held back and bit my tongue so many times.
I don’t know if it’s the alcohol or I’m just weak,
But tonight just feels so right.
To tell you that…
I really love you.
I didn’t plan on it, but I ended up falling so hard for you.
And all I do is think about you like a crazy maniac.
Maybe I am crazy, but I’m crazy for you.
I’m insanely in love with you.”

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-But life is never that easy and I’m never that drunk.

-m.t.t.

Overwhelming

Characters: Frank Castle x Reader

A/N: it’s just smut. like. all of it. no plot, nothing except porn guys. please direct all blame/credit towards @bigbadfrank okay. she was complaining that there wasn’t any rough sex with franky boy and i have to say i agreed; the lack of the rough smutty-ness was kind of depressing, so here ya go, jaylene. i was blushing the entire time i was writing this.

Warnings: hoo boy. PWP. obvi NSFW, fingering, unprotected sex, praise kink, rough sex, slight breathplay, language, too much foreplay, excessive use of pet names. just. so many. (why do i feel like this is so ooc. i dc)

Words: 2251

tags: @bigbadfrank @ravengirl94 @blessedbebucky @jonedwardbernthal @sistasarah-sallysaidso @daybreak96 @doct0rstrange @anotherotter @samwinjarpad

(the gif is finger reference :)


You gasp and squeeze your eyes shut, overwhelmed.   Every sense was overloaded with Frank; the heavy sounds of his breathing near your ear, the thick smell of his aftershave, the taste of him still on your lips, the feeling of his solid body on top of you.  He was everywhere, and your head was reeling. 

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NSFW Jealous!Genji Headcanons

Requested by anonymous

Requests are open!


Foreplay

  • Normally, Genji is an extremely considerate lover but when he’s jealous all suave goes out the door
  • Before Genji can get you home, he’s going to be super clingy and affectionate
  • He’s going to wrap his arm around your waist and pull you in close
  • Nuzzle your neck and give you kisses
  • Grind up against your backside to let you know that he’s yours
  • But once you get home that’s where the fun starts
  • The moment you enter the door, he’s going to have you pinned up against the wall
  • Arms pinned above your head, completely at his mercy
  • He’ll start with kisses down your neck and collar bone, all the way to your naval
  • Leaving nips and bites along the way

Sex

  • When he gets like this, you know he’s going to have his way with you more than once
  • robo dick, am I right?
  • Oral for what feels like hours
  • He makes it so you’re a breathless, sweaty mess, clinging to anything your hands can grasp
  • He makes slow, tantalizing licks
  • You want to cry out from frustration from never fully getting off but before you can that’s when he brings fingers into play
  • That’s when you start moaning and trying to shove his face closer to you but he keeps you pinned in place
  • “I don’t think so love. I’m not finished with you yet.”
  • He keeps on edging you and just when you’re about to scream he flashes you that playboy smile of his before finally finishing you off
  • “Only I can make you feel this good.”
  • He keeps stimulating you through your orgasm
  • Once you stop quivering, he’ll throw you over your shoulder and take you to the bed
  • Where he’ll throw you down on the bed and admire your sweaty, spent body
  • “That’s a good look for you babe. Good thing I’m just getting started.”
  • Genji grabs your legs and pulls you against his body before entering you
  • His thrusts are powerful and deep, hitting all the right spots
  • You lose count of how many orgasm the both of you have
  • But once it’s all done, you both snuggle deeply into the blankets and snuggle the rest of the night away
  • “I love you so much my darling.”
Daryl x Reader - My Minds Telling Me No, But My Body's Telling Me Yes

(Request: Hi! Could you write Daryl fic where the reader is young (19/20) and Ricks daughter. She is crazy about Daryl and shows him that often, but he keep declining her love (and his feelings) for age gap, Rick and bcs he thinks that she could find someone better. But one night she goes mad bcs hes stubborn and convince him how much she loves him. He respond positively and gets fluffy and love and maybe some love making (her first time))

Note: I really hope you guys enjoy this!! LOVE YOU ALL

Warning: losing virginity, smut, angst, fluff
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Originally posted by prettymuchdixonalready

It was a hot day in Alexandria. You wore a pair of shorts and a revealing top, mostly because it was hot but partly because you wanted to get Daryl’s attention. Daryl Dixon, he was a hard one to crack, but crack him you did. When you first laid eyes on him in Atlanta you knew he was trouble, but that’s what drew you to him, you were always a sucker for a bad boy. Over time you were able to break down his barriers, slowly but surely. You two had gotten close and you often expressed your feelings for him but he never did anything to show he felt the same. Well, he did when it was only you two. It was subtle things like teaching you how to hunt back on the farm, or showing you how to shoot a crossbow. But when you would hand him something and your hands brushed together you knew there was a connection there, he looked at you in a way that showed secret affection. You two could never truly get it on without your father having something to say about it.

Rick knew you took an interest in Daryl and he had spoken to you about it. As much as Rick loved Daryl, he was too much older than you and Rick encouraged you to talk to Heath or Spencer, someone closer to your age. You only smiled and nodded when he said that, you agreed with him there and then but in reality, it was going in one ear and out the other. Your eyes darted across the walls as you tried to look for Daryl’s figure. You spotted him near the gates cleaning his bike.

“Hey Dixon” you smirked, walking over to him and shielding your eyes from the sun.

“Hey” he said bluntly, trying to focus on his bike rather than your irresistible figure.

“Hot day, right? And you’re wearing a leather jacket, why don’t you take it off?” you asked, moving closer to him and wrapping your fingers on the collar of his jacket.

“C’mon (y/n)” he said, shrugging your hands off of him. “Don’t do this now”

“I’m not doing anything. I just thought you might be a little hot in this” you said, tugging at his jacket as you leaned closer to him. “That’s why I wore something that would keep me cool” you teasingly whispered in his ear.

“Daryl”

A voice made him jump and he stood up quickly as you saw your dad approaching. You took a step back, not wanting to get Daryl in trouble.

“You ready for tomorrow?” Rick asked, leaning his hands on his hips, clearly oblivious to what was going on before.

“Yeah. Just cleaning up the bike now” he replied.

Rick nodded his head and then looked at you. An awkward silence fell upon you three as Rick looked between you and Daryl, trying to fit the puzzle pieces together. “You spoken to Spencer (y/n)? I think he was looking for you”

Daryl lowered his head and dropped back down to cleaning his bike as you glared at Rick. “No I haven’t spoken to him and I have no intention to in the future” you spat back.

“Think about it” he said, taking one more look at Daryl before turning his back and walking away.

What’s happening tomorrow?” you asked, turning back to Daryl.

He stood up and swung the now dirty rag over his shoulder, completely ignoring your question as he walked past you.

“Hey! Wait up!” you ran forward to match his fast pace. “Are you going on a run?”

“Don’t worry about it” he replied, his voice low and gravelly.

You stopped in your tracks as you put two and two together. You had heard from Tara that the group were planning on attacking the saviors base, you just didn’t know when. Now you knew it was tomorrow.

“It’s dangerous” you said, catching up to him once again.

“It’ll be fine (y/n)”

“What if something happens? What if it goes wrong and you-”

“Just drop it alright! I don’t need ya to babysit me I’m a grown ass man, I can take care of myself!” Daryl cut you off, his voice raised as he turned to face you.

You looked down at the floor as his words cut through your skin. He was right, he could take care of himself and he didn’t need you around.

“Anyway, Ricks right” he said, dropping his eyes to the floor, his voice calmer.

“What do you mean he’s right?” you asked, looking up at him. You knew what he was talking about but you just wanted to hear him say it. You wanted him to give you a reason to get angry.

“You should talk to Spencer, he’s closer to your age-”

“I’m fed up with people treating me like a child! Daryl how long have we known each other and how long have I showed that I love you?” You stretched your arms out in question “Age is just a damn number to me and I don’t care about Spencer I care about you!”

Daryl went silent at your words and avoided eye contact. As much as you showed him you cared, it would always break your heart when he said nothing back.

“Are you gonna say something?” you asked, tears starting to form in your eyes. Daryl looked back at you and went to reply when his attention turned elsewhere.

“(Y/n)!”

You saw Daryl’s face turn to a frown as you looked around to see spencer heading towards you. You rolled your eyes as you looked back at Daryl, hoping he would say something.

“I’ll come ‘round tonight, we’ll talk about it then” he said before walking off, making sure to bump into Spencer as he walked past.

“What’s up with him?” Spencer asked, a look of confusion planted on his face.

“Your ugly ass is here” you thought. “He’s just in a mood as always” you smiled at him.

“Whatever. How about you come around to my place tonight, I cook a mean meatloaf” he said smiling.

You internally groaned as you knew your dad had set this up. “Sorry not tonight Spencer, maybe another time”

“That’s cool? Tomorrow?”

You gagged at his persistence but covered it up with a smile. “Sure”

“Great! I’ll see you then” he smiled before walking off and you could see Rick standing on his front porch watching you. You rolled your eyes at him before turning and heading towards your house.
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You draped your leg over the arm of the sofa as you waited for Daryl. You stared into space, letting your mind go blank and actually relax for the first time in a few years. In fact, you were so relaxed that you didn’t even here Daryl come in to the house.

“Hey, the door was unlocked so I let myself in” he said almost shyly. He walked over to you when you didn’t respond and he shook your leg. “(Y/n)?”

Your eyes went back to normal and you stared up at Daryl who towered above you. “Hey! Sorry I was just taking a minute to myself” you laughed as you pulled your legs back to let him sit down.

“About earlier, I’m sorry for snapping at you” he started, clearing his voice before continuing. “I just don’t know what to do when I’m around you. My minds tellin’ me no but my body’s telling me yes” he laughed, thinking about the song which now played in his head.

You let out a giggle and placed a hand on his bicep, staring at it adoringly as you mindlessly traced patterns along it. Daryl leaned his head back on the sofa and watched your face as you begun to talk.

“You don’t need to apologise. I know you’re frustrated” Your eyes lingered down to his slowly growing bulge and then they came up to meet his. You saw an ever-growing hunger in his eyes as his pupils enlarged and in a second his lips were on yours. Your heart rate picked up as you knew where this was heading. His hands slid across your waist as he pulled you onto his lap, your legs now on either side of him. You moaned lightly as his fingers dug into your hips, his own slowly being lifted to grind against your warmth. Your fingers tangled in his hair as his kisses started to trail down to your neck, making sure to suck and nip at your skin whenever he could. He had been waiting so long to feel you and now he wanted to enjoy every moment. His fingers went up to the hem of your shirt and he tugged it off you before swiftly undoing your bra. His mouth was on your boob in a second, his tongue circling your nipple and you softly pulled at his hair. His hand worked on your other and you were feeling a whole new kind of pleasure.

You felt his hips involuntarily buck against you, sending electrical waves through your body. You wanted him now but you were too nervous to tell him that you were actually a virgin. His hands and mouth released your boobs and his mouth found its way back to yours, his tongue plunging into your mouth as he deepened the kiss. His hands moved to your shorts and he undid the button, taking it all off. He then moved to his own belt and jeans while you pulled his shirt off. Now both of you were practically naked, the only thing keeping him from thrusting into you was his boxers. You looked down at the outline of his cock through his boxers and you began to feel nervous. Everything was moving so fast and you had to tell him now, he needed to know so he wouldn’t accidentally hurt you. But if you told him he might stop this all together. You were so indecisive but you made up your mind when he took your hand and placed it on his bulge, helping you to massage it through the fabric.

“Daryl-” you said, breaking away from the kiss. His mouth immediately moved to your shoulders as he lightly bit down. “Daryl” you repeated yourself, almost forgetting why you were calling him from the pleasure.

“Mhmm?” he growled, his voice tight from pleasure.

“I need to tell you something” you whispered, making Daryl look up at you with innocent eyes. “I’m a virgin” you said, not knowing whether to regret saying it or not.

“Sorry, I came on too strong-” he started, moving you off his lap and going to stand up.

“Wait!” you grabbed his arm and pulled him back down. “I want this” you pleaded, begging him to stay. “There’s no one I’d rather do this with than you Daryl” you whispered, leaning in to kiss him.

His kiss was stiff at first, but when he understood that this was what you really wanted he relaxed and his tongue danced around with yours. He placed an arm on your lower back and brought you lower down on the sofa, his body hovering over yours. Your kiss was passionate and heated, both of you needed the other and that couldn’t be clearer by the way you two were touching. The time had come as Daryl pulled off his boxers, the size of him intimidating you. You looked down at him with worried eyes but he kissed your forehead, reassuring you that it would be okay. You had heard from previous friends that the first time always hurts, and that’s what you were worried about.

Daryl slid his tip along your slits, making you forget about any disconcerting thoughts you had. He collected up your juices and he dropped onto his left elbow as he slowly pushed his tip in, pausing to let you adjust. Daryl squeezed his hand into a fist and buried his head in the crook of your neck. You felt so tight around him that it was taking all his willpower to not ram into you right now. You wrapped your arm around his neck and placed a hand on his arm. He saw you were okay and took this as a sign to continue. He pushed himself in as slowly as he could, letting out breaths that he was holding in every time the pleasure got too much. You shut your eyes as he stretched you out, making you feel more pain than pleasure. You tried not to let out any sounds, you didn’t want him to think he was hurting you.

“You okay?” he asked, his voice deep from arousal but filled with concern. He was in all the way and he stayed still to let you fully adjust to his size.

“I’m okay, it’s just a little painful” you whispered, giving him a smile to show it wasn’t all that bad.

“I’m sorry” he said, feeling bad for putting you through this pain.

“It’s not your fault your such a big boy” you teased, smirking up at him.

“Don’t talk dirty to me now princess, I might not be able to hold back” he smiled down at you and you giggled at his little nickname for you. Your faces turned serious again as Daryl started to move out of you, it was still a little painful but you had to go through it. The first couple of movements burned you, but after a while you had adjusted to his size and the pain began to diminish.

You let out a low moan when Daryl accidentally bucked his hips into you, barely able to contain himself. “Shit, sorry” he said, his hand caressing your face.

“Don’t be, it felt good” you said, arching your back a little as Daryl snapped into you again.

After a while he started to understand how you liked it and he knew what spot was your favourite. He lifted up one of your legs and you groaned at the different angle, allowing you to feel him fully. You felt a new sensation as he began to rock into you harder, his hip bones hitting against you in just the right way. You were both enjoying yourselves now, if Daryl’s lips weren’t on yours then they were on your neck, making harsh grunting noises as he slammed into you.

You never thought sex would feel this good, but with every thrust Daryl was pushing in an immense amount of pleasure. An unfamiliar feeling grew in your stomach, it was a mixture of heat and electrical shocks building up inside of you and shooting through your body. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head and Daryl could feel your walls tighten around him. Your eyes hazed over and you swore you saw angels above you. You grabbed onto Daryl’s shoulders and dug your nails into them as you moaned out in pleasure, setting Daryl off. He quickly pulled out of you and jerked himself off until he leaned forward and cummed on your stomach. Your breathing was heavy as you looked down at him spilling himself onto you, making the experience more pleasurable.

Daryl collapsed onto the floor and he brought his hand to his head, trying to cool himself down. That was the best sex he’d had in ages. You leaned up on your elbows and grabbed your vest, using it to wipe off his mess from you.

“Sorry about that” he said, pointing at the vest you had thrown onto the floor.

You both came down from your highs and Daryl sat up, starting to change. “You’re leaving?” you asked, sad the exchange was over.

“I can’t risk being caught sneaking out of here in the morning” he said, sad he had to leave. He brought over a cover that sat on the arm chair and he spread it out across your body, covering you up and tucking you in. “You might be a lil’ sore tomorrow” he said, warning you about the after pain.

“It’ll be worth it” you smiled.

He kissed your lips before heading to the door and leaving the house. You wanted to relive what just happened but your mind and body craved sleep. As much as sex was great, it was tiring. You closed your eyes and thought of Daryl before falling asleep until tomorrow.
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