things can’t make you look like a sexuality. it’s very tempting to make easy jokes about “Dan looks like a lesbian”, “Dan’s pastel video is gay” i mean obviously correlations between behaviour and stereotypes do exist but when things are kind of you feeding into heteronormativism and the harmfulness of everybody’s living inside a patriarchy and the bullying that exists within the male-system with things threatening their masculinity - that’s just a bad thing and stereotyping sexuality and behaviour and gender isn’t a good thing - so you can say “that goat looks like a lesbian” or “the flowers, that’s a bit gay” and it’s not necessarily the most offensive thing but on a level it is slightly bad because you are reinforcing those things you know so it’s funny because next time you’ll be like “oh i totally look like a lesbian” it’s like that might seem like that but there’s nothing wrong with a lesbian happening to look like whatever “masculine” is.
what is “girly”? what is “looking feminine”? you go to nature, you got a female lion - they’re all meaty as heck. tell you what, lionesses at the zoo - they’re all thicc, look at those thighs. male lions are skinny as heck sat in the corner. what is “feminine”? who’s to say that a girl has to wear pink and like flowers? gender roles make no sense at all. honestly it’s just one of those things that make no sense - like you can say “men are stronger, therefore they should be the hunters” but in our modern society that means nothing. that’s like grounded in some kind of biology - but wearing pink, liking flowers and not liking flowers - that makes no sense. there’s like literally no background for it. there’s a difference between things that have some kind of evolutionary biological basis that we can say while now in our modern society that’s a pointless issue that we shouldn’t let define us.
Dan’s rant on the flower-crown-criticism | Dan’s Live Chat 14/2/2017
@thrtreasons Request: “pls zach x reader where they dated for a long time and they were super goals but then they broke up idk why and he’s still in love with her and you know he’s not doing well after the tapes and she notices and helps him?? i mean he tells her everything and thinks she’ll hate him etc anyway thank you💫”
It has been exactly one month since you and Zach have broken up, and it was over something extremely stupid. It was over an argument that the two of you had. An argument over the fact that you and Bryce were “too friendly with each other”. Clearly Zach had gone mad. Because you would never cheat on him, and certainly not with Bryce Walker. That guy was a complete asshole and a pervert. If anything, he was always flirting with you, even though you were dating one of his best friends. But you had no intention what so ever to cheat on Zach with Bryce. You loved Zach, you truly did. And he loved you, but clearly not as much as you though because he couldn’t see how it was not you being “too friendly” with Bryce but the other way around.
It has been a painful month for you after the break up. You and Zach were perfect for each other, in your eyes and in the eyes of most of the students at Liberty high. You two were the “IT” couple. Always the talk of the school on how cute the two of you were together and how others wished that they had what you and Zach had. Why did things have to end between the two of you. You remember the night where everything went downhill, like it was yesterday…
“I’m not ‘all over Bryce’ Zach! That’s ridiculous!” You yell.
You and Zach were sitting in your living. Your parents were gone for the weekend on some business trip and Zach had promise to keep you company in the time being. So he had come over to your house so the two of you could cuddle and watch some movies. But things turned south pretty quickly…
“Sure you’re not.” Zach scoffs “You two are always flirting with each other! And right in front of me too!” He booms out.
“You know I’m really surprised that you haven’t left me for him yet, slut…” He breathes out the last word that you nearly missed what he said.
But it’s too late. You heard it. And you have never been more humiliated and furious in your life.
You look at him straight in the eyes, seething, and slap him. Hard. Right across his face.
“You know what!? Fuck you Zachary!” You spit out. “I fucking hate you! Get out!”
Zach scoffs and then says with malice, “Sure, I’ll leave, but know this, we’re fucking done (Y/N). I don’t even know why I went out with such a slut like you in the first place.” Then Zach walks out your door.
Person A makes a love potion for the person they like; however, their rival (person B) accidentally drinks it instead. When nothing happens, person A assumes they made it wrong. Until they give the rest of it to their friend as a joke, assuming it’s useless, and it works extremely well. A is dumbfounded..
’ come on, it’s no big deal. ’
’ can you throw caution to the wind just this once. ’
’ why do you hang around people who are a bad influence? ’
’ my parents think you’re a bad influence on me. ’
’ it’s not going to kill you to do it this one time. ’
’ don’t worry, i never get caught. ’
’ it’s not like they’re going to catch us. ’
’ are you in or are you out? haven’t got all day. ’
’ you distract them and i’ll run inside real quick. ’
’ if we get caught just tell them i forced you too. ’
’ it’s not rocket science, just sneak out when they go to sleep. ’
’ come on, it’s not like it’ll be the end of the world. ’
’ it’s not sneaking out if they never find out. ’
’ i’m sorry, remind me of what a guilty conscience is again? ’
’ it’s okay to break the rules sometimes. ’
’ you can’t die from bending the rules a little. ’
’ they’ll never find out because neither of us will tell, right? ’
’ i won’t tell if you don’t tell. ’
’ are you going to snitch me out if we get caught? ’
’ are you going to come with me or not? ’
’ it’s not that hard to tell a little lie. ’
’ don’t worry, i got it covered. ’
’ stop being such a big chicken all the time. ’
’ you seriously need to do this stuff more. ’
’ this is not being a criminal, we’re just having fun. ’
’ i’m not under the influence, okay? i can drive. ’
’ it’s just a one time thing, how bad can it be? ’
’ it’s not like you have to do it every day. ’
’ they will not find out, i promise. ’
’ no one will know because we’ll do it at night. ’
’ it’s not like anyone can actually get hurt. ’
’ you’re going like that? you clearly over think too much. ’
’ it’s just some stupid party, calm down. ’
’ if you don’t come then who’s going to make i don’t do anything stupid? ’
’ you are such a party pooper sometimes. ’
’ stop being a sissy and just do it already. ’
’ stop being a crybaby, just do it. ’
’ i’ll do it with you, come on. ’
’ okay, on the count of three, you ready? ’
’ it’s not like you’re stepping out to commit murder! ’
’ stop thinking so much and just do. ’
’ why don’t ever wanna do something with me? ’
’ it’s not illegal, just come on. ’
’ you have to prove your not a chicken. ’
’ you never want to do anything, why not? ’
’ come on, we’re going to play chicken on the road. ’
’ it’s a harmless prank, can you just chill. ’
’ nothing wrong can happen with a prank. ’
’ just tell your parents you’re coming to my house for the night. ’
’ it’s not that hard to lie to your parents. i do it all the time. ’
’ one day, you’ll realize, it’s not that bad. ’
’ you cannot go and tattletale this time. ’
’ just so you know, no one likes a tattletale. ’
’ are you actually crying right now? i can’t tell. ’
’ seriously, man up already and do it! ’
’ for the record, nothing i do is actually illegal. ’
’ come on, it’s going to be so much fun. ’
Everyone gotta try to trend #JINGraduationDay. If we could do it for other members, we could do it for him. As a university student myself, I know how tedious it can be. And all you who are too will know. THIS GUY GRADUATED TRYING TO BALANCE TIME AS A STUDENT AND IDOL!!!!!! THAT’S AMAZING!!!! Can you imagine the stress he had to endure??? PLEASE CONGRATULATE HIM THROUGH TWITTER!!!!! HE WORKED HIS BUTT OFF FOR THIS DAY AND COULDN’T EVEN ATTEND THE CEREMONY LIKE HE WANTED TO.
OS Stans: MISTY AND BROCK ARE THE ONLY TRUE COMPANIONS! EVERY OTHER POKEMON SERIES IS GARBAGE! AS SOON AS THEY ADDED ON MORE POKEMON TO THE ORIGINAL 151 THE SERIES STARTED TO SUCK! #ONLY90SKIDSREMEMBER #BRINGBACKMISTY
AG Stans: Contestshipping and Battle Frontier are arguably the only reasons why I like this series and I’m going to latch onto it forever.
DP Stans: I am going to write you a 10,000 word essay on why exactly Pokemon Diamond and Pearl is the best thing to ever happen to the Pokemon anime and I am going to rebuttal every single reply telling me why I’m wrong with another 10,000 word response that essentially repeated everything that I already said. Paul is single-handedly the best rival and we are never going to see a rival like him ever again. I’m stuck living in my glory days and compare everything that happens in future Pokemon series to how it happened in DP. My standards are impossible.
BW Stans: THE POTENTIAL WAS THERE! I AM GOING TO SAY THIS UNTIL PEOPLE GET SICK OF HEARING IT! STOP DRAGGING BEST WISHES! IRIS DESERVED BETTER!!
XY Stans: XY WAS THE GREATEST THING TO EVER HAPPEN TO THE ANIME AND THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH IT. IT IS COMPLETELY FLAWLESS AND IF YOU SUGGEST THAT IT HAS EVEN THE SLIGHTEST OF FLAWS I AM GOING TO BLOW MY TOP. SERENA WAS PERFECT. CLEMONT WAS A DORK. BONNIE WAS ADORABLE. ASH WAS A BAD ASS.
AMOURSHIPPING IS MY LIFE.
THE!! FLARE!! ARC!!! I AM NEVER GOING TO LET GO OF HOW EPIC THIS ARC WAS AND NOTHING EVEN HOLDS A MATCH TO IT. DON’T YOU DARE EVEN TRY TO SUGGEST THAT THERE IS A BETTER SERIES BECAUSE THERE IS NOT.
request: i seriously had so many requests asking for jeff x reader’s first time, so here you go, loves.
**note: this imagine obviously contains smut.
your p.o.v ━
you were currently walking over to your boyfriends house, bobbing your head to one of lana del rey’s songs. your boyfriend, jeff atkins, rang you up late afternoon, asking if you wanted to come over and study since his parents would be visiting some old friends that night.
you happily agreed, excited to finally see your boyfriend since this week in school had you both extremely busy.
you finally made it to his house, knocking three times on the hard door and waiting for someone to answer.
“hello, y/n. it’s so great to see you again, come in,” jeff’s mother said, stepping aside with a smile. “thanks mrs. atkins, it’s nice to see you as well,” you smiled warmly back.
“jeff, honey! y/n is here,” mrs. atkins yelled, shutting the door and nodding her head at you to follow her. you both made it into the living room, both of you hearing jeff’s heavy footsteps thumping their way downstairs rather quickly.
mrs. atkins turned towards you, a small smile on her face. “would you like something to drink or some snacks for studying?” she asked.
“um, a water would be great,” you said politely.
she nodded, making her way into the kitchen. you notice jeff stop at the last step, looking at you with bright eyes. “hi love,” he said, walking over to you, then leaning down and pecking your lips gently. “i missed you,” you whispered, your lips forming a small pout. he chuckled, leaning down and kissing your nose which made your nose scrunch up.
“i missed you more,” he said deeply, his arms wrapping around your waist and holding you close.
“here you go- oh.”
you pulled away from jeff instantly, making him release a huff. “mom,” he groaned, rolling his eyes.
you turned your head around to see a blushing mrs. atkins, holding a bowl of chips and two water bottles tucked underneath her arm.
“sorry, i just.. here,” she said, a knowing smile on her lips as she handed you the bowl and jeff the two water bottles. she eyed the both of you curiously, earning another groan from jeff.
“your father and i should be leaving in five minutes,” mrs. atkins said, making her way over towards jeff and giving him thirty dollars in cash. “this is for dinner. will y/n be spending the night?” she asked with twinkling eyes.
“thanks mom, and i guess if you want to?” jeff asked, looking towards you with raised eyebrows.
“oh, um, i didn’t really bring a sleeping bag,” you mumbled, a blush covering your cheeks. “it’s alright, you can borrow some of my clothes,” jeff winked, causing his mother to clear her throat.
“it’s okay, i can just ask my mom to come pick me up later-”
“nonsense, you can stay if you would like y/n,” his mother said kindly. you nodded, “thank you… mrs. atkins.”
she nodded, “now get to studying you two,” she said sternly, a small snort escaping her as she walked away.
jeff huffed, annoyance written all over his face. “your mom is great,” you told him, making your way past him and walking up the stairs.
“yeah, but she can be a little over the top,” jeff sighed, walking behind you. you both made it inside of his room, you instantly walking over straight to his bed and sitting down, popping a chip in your mouth.
you saw jeff close and lock the door, making you raise a eyebrow.
he looked over at you with a cheeky smile, “what?”
you shook your head, “shouldn’t you leave that open?”
he frowned, “why? my parents won’t be home anyways,” he said, making his way over to his bed and sitting down next to you. you noticed his history textbook thrown across his bed along with his notebook.
“i’m glad you’re spending the night,” jeff suddenly said, making your eyes snap up to look at him.
you never spent the night over jeff’s house, nor did he ever sleep over at yours, even though you both had been dating for almost six months. it was strange, but your parents would never allow a boy to sleep with you in your room and you were always shy to sleep over at jeff’s house.
“i’ll have to call my mom up and tell her i’m staying with a friend,” you said, putting the bowl aside and grabbing jeff’s history textbook. “alright,” jeff said, scooting back and watching you with curious eyes.
“so, what section should we start with?” you asked, kicking your shoes off.
it was about a hour later, and you were reading a small section from the history book to jeff so he could copy down notes.
though, jeff had other plans.
jeff’s head was currently leaning on your shoulder, and little snores were escaping him making you roll your eyes.
you knew he was playing, but it made you grumpy. “jeff,” you sighed, pushing his shoulder slightly and hearing him moan deeply.
your eyes widen, your face heating up as you pushed him again, making him whine your name.
“what?” he asked sleepily, lifting his head up and looking at you.
you looked up at him, and cursed him silently as he was still freaking taller than you even while sitting down.
“you fell asleep,” you said blankly. jeff smiled lazily, “i know, it was a power nap y/n.”
you snorted, shoving the book into jeff’s lap and making him release a pained groan. “what was that for?” he breathed.
“for not paying attention,” you spat, getting up and walking over to your boyfriends desk. you looked down, seeing all of the love notes and poems you had gave him stacked into a neat pile.
you smiled instantly, picking one up and reading it. you put the paper against your nose, smelling deeply. you could smell the faint scent of your perfume on the paper, making your eyes flutter close for a moment.
“it’s one of my favorites that you wrote me, that’s why it’s on the top,” jeff suddenly whispered from behind you, making you jump.
you turned around to face him, seeing his hair slightly messy and his eyes heavy. you admired him, your eyes focused directly on his.
“what are you staring at?” jeff asked you, his head tilted slightly in question. you shook your head, “nothing, i was just… admiring you,” you trailed off, walking back over to his bed.
you flopped down on the bed, laying sprawled out across it. you felt the bed shift slightly, seeing jeff crawl his way on top of you making you roll your eyes. “what are you doing?” you asked him, feeling him lay completely on top of you.
you were squished underneath his weight, though he used his arms to push himself up so he wasn’t crushing you completely.
suddenly, he leaned down and started slowly kissing your lips, earning a small surprised gasp come from you. you kissed him back though, opening your mouth as you felt his tongue trying to pry its way inside your sweet mouth.
your tongues fought each other, each exploring each other’s mouth, as jeff’s hands started to roam at your sides.
jeff moved his lips, trailing them to your jawline and down to your neck, before sucking rather harshly on your sweet spot. you released a content sigh, tipping your head back and letting him do as he pleased.
your neck was already marked up prior to him sucking on your neck, being as jeff was the type of person to mark his lover, meaning you.
he liked leaving marks on you, passion marks of course, but he liked seeing them later on and knowing that he was the one to have made them. you didn’t mind, you loved looking in the mirror later on and seeing the deep marks your boyfriend made while in a heated moment of passion.
though, you and jeff never did anything besides heavy makeout sessions, being as you were still a virgin and very shy when you both brought up the topic about sex. jeff didn’t mind though, he knew you would only go to that stage if you were ready, and even then you were sure he would still be nervous about taking something from you that held such value.
you knew jeff was a total gentleman, and you knew he would wait as long as you needed, which made you fall in love with him even more.
“jeff,” you moaned, wrapping your arms around his neck and bringing him closer against you. he looked back up, asking if this was okay and you nodded, before kissing his swollen lips again roughly. he kissed you back hungrily, nibbling on your lower lip.
while his hands pushed himself up, making him break the kiss as he sat back on his knees, breathing deeply. you eyed him, your chest heaving up and down. “what’s wrong?” you asked, a small pout forming on your lips as you sat up along with your boyfriend.
he shook his head, biting his lower lip and closing his eyes tightly. “jeff, baby, what’s wrong? what happened?”
“it’s nothing, love,” he assured you softly, looking at you as he positioned himself to lay back down. “why’d you stop then?”
he chuckled nervously, as your eyes were focused only on his face with a small glare coming from you.
“well… i um,” he trailed off, looking up at the ceiling. “what?” you pressed on, wanting to know if it was something you had done.
“i was getting hard,” jeff said blankly, looking you dead in the eyes.
you blinked, then blinked again, before you opened and then closed your mouth.
it was normal, you thought, trying to process his words. you got horny sometimes too, but you never really noticed jeff get hard from your makeout sessions before. maybe he was just good at hiding it from you whenever the both of you would makeout, though it never seemed to affect him before.
“jeff, it’s alright, really,” you said, grabbing his hand and intertwining your fingers with his.
he raised a eyebrow at you, “y/n, i’m happy you think so, but i don’t want to make you uncomfortable or make you feel like you have to do something that you don’t-”
you shushed him by quickly getting on top of him and straddling his waist, then leaned down to press your lips against his again.
you didn’t know what made you do it, but you were sure in that moment that you wanted jeff atkins to be your first and only.
“i want you,” you whispered against his lips, feeling him freeze again, making you giggle. you leaned back, still in his lap, but quickly tugged your shirt off, leaving you only in a lavender lacy bra and a pair of sweatpants.
jeff groaned, seeing you fling your shirt over to the other side of the room, before you bent down and proceeded with kissing him again.
you felt jeff gently grip your shoulders, squeezing them and then rubbing his fingertips in little circles against your shoulder blades. after a moment, you pulled back, looking down at him with big, y/e/c eyes.
“don’t you want me?” you asked, your lower lip forming a pout, making jeff shut his eyes tightly and release a frustrated sigh.
“fuck, y/n, you can’t just ask me things like that. don’t you know what you do to me?” jeff asked you, his eyes snapping open and his face was pure desperation.
you shook your head, tilting your head to the side innocently. you honestly didn’t know what you were doing, all you knew was that you wanted jeff, and that’s it.
you were a year younger than jeff, and even though most teenagers knew about sex including your boyfriend, you really knew nothing besides the basics.
jeff suddenly sat up, wrapping his arms around your waist as to hold you close against him while sitting up. “i need you to be sure y/n,” jeff said quietly, his forehead leaning against yours.
your arms were wrapping their way around him, holding him closely. “i’m sure, jeff.”
jeff smiled brightly, then smashed his lips into yours and trying his best to unclasp your bra.
he struggled, his fingers fumbling with the clips as he mumbled curses under his breath as he felt your lips attack his neck.
you found his sweet spot after a moment, biting and sucking on it, making your boyfriend groan deeply. “fuck, fuck, y/n,” jeff said, feeling as you started to lightly grind down against his member.
you pulled away quickly, not knowing if what you did was good or bad. “what is it?” you asked him, noticing his breathing was quickened. “it’s nothing, just.. don’t you wanna go slower? at least let me be the one taking care of you this time.”
you blushed, nodding your head once and rising up off of jeff’s lap, before you sat beside him and looked at him to see him pulling off his shirt, revealing his toned chest and abs. you bit your lip, looking at his gorgeous torso.
“see something you like?” jeff smirked, looking down at you. you rolled your eyes, sticking your tongue out at him rather childishly which made him laugh.
jeff faced you again, then reached out with his hand to cup your cheek, bringing his lips to yours. as you two kissed for what felt like forever, it felt as if something shifted.
the way jeff was kissing you now was slow, and almost teasingly? you enjoyed it, but you also needed air. you pulled away after a minute, gasping down air, your eyes still shut as you felt jeff’s forehead against yours, both of you were breathing each other in.
“i love you,” jeff said, caressing your cheek softly, pecking your lips again. he started leaving wet kisses down your chin, making his way to your neck, and down to the center of your chest. then, he suddenly pushed you down gently on the bed so you were laying on your back, he crawled back on top of you and looked down at you with heavy, lustful eyes.
“i love you,” you gasped, feeling jeff’s fingertips lightly trace your hip bones, making your back arch slightly. he moved his hands to the top of your sweats, looking down at you for confirmation. you nodded, a small smile tugging at your lips.
jeff swiftly pulled your sweats down, leaving your lavender laced panties on. he spread your legs apart, hearing you breathe in quickly. “are you alright, love?”
you bit your lip, nodding your head because you didn’t trust your voice right now.
jeff’s eyes wandered over your face for a moment, before his eyes started trailing down your covered breasts, and seeing the few cute beauty marks covering your stomach, he smiled.
lastly, his eyes stopped at your most vulnerable place. your eyes were focused on jeff’s face, looking at his reactions.
you saw his lips tug up into a tiny smirk, noticing a little wet patch on your panties. you swallowed, seeing his hands gently making their way up and down your thighs, squeezing them slightly in his large hands.
you squeezed your hands into fists, your stomach in knots as you waited for jeff to make his first move.
“j-jeff?” you squeaked, looking at him with wide eyes. his eyes snapped towards your face instantly, raising a eyebrow.
you bit your lip, you heart felt like it was going to pop out of your chest any minute if he didn’t do something soon.
jeff suddenly got into position, making himself comfortable as he moved to lay between your legs. his face hovered right above your pussy, his eyes still only focused on your face and noticing your chest was heaving.
it was amazing, he barely did anything, yet he had you like this already.
he moved one hand up and ran it along your heat, feeling your juices soaking your panties already. he moved your panties to the side, getting a full view of your needy pussy.
you choked on air, feelings jeff’s fingers start to rub your clit slowly, almost teasingly. “oh!” you gasped, your body already pressing down against his fingers which made him chuckle and look back up at you.
your bottom lip was caught between your teeth, your eyes fluttering close as your back arched. suddenly, you felt jeff’s warm mouth make contact with your clit, sucking on it harshly. you moaned loudly, feeling jeff hold your legs down as you started squirming.
he continued sucking, then he licked all the way from your wet little hole until he reached your clit again, making you release a strangled cry.
you have never felt like this before, sure your masturbated a few times before, but nothing to this extreme.
jeff moaned against you, and suddenly you felt pressure, as jeff was pressing one finger against your hole. “oh god, oh god,” you whimpered, feeling him push his finger inside you and then slowly pulled it back out.
he started pumping his finger in and out for a minute, getting familiar with your tight heat. you didn’t know what do, as your head tilted back and your mouth was parted slightly, gasping for breath as your stomach continuously tightened.
jeff added a second finger, a groan escaping him as he pulled away from your clit, making you frown from lost. “jeff?” you questioned, your voice squeaky and breathless. “christ, y/n. how are you so tight?”
jeff continued pumping his two fingers in you, trying his best to add a third, then went back to giving attention to your pulsing clit.
“oh, fuck!” you screamed, feeling his tongue flick against you with speed. you were going to cum if he kept doing this, and he knew it. you tried your best to grind down against his mouth, letting out a small cry as he pulled his fingers out of you quickly and gripped your thighs, keeping them in place.
your eyes found his, his eyes were fully dilated, blown from lust, as were yours. your head fell back again, feeling like you were going to cum any minute. your hand made its ways towards his head, and you pushed down forcefully.
you were gripping his hair so tightly, you didn’t even notice the moans coming from jeff as you were a moaning mess yourself. “ooh, jeff, i’m g-gonna-”
that’s when you felt it, your boyfriend shoved his fingers back into you, pumping them quickly, then bit down on your clit. you released a scream as you came, your hips bucking wildly against jeff’s clever mouth and talented fingers.
as you were still on your high, you felt jeff licking up your juices, making a humming noise in enjoyment, making your over sensitive clit vibrate.
he pulled away after a moment, licking his lips, and watching your chest heave. your face was fully flushed, your eyes closed and your body felt like mush.
after a moment to catch your breath, you opened your eyes to see a amused looking jeff atkins, sitting on his knees.
“you’re so beautiful,” jeff whispered, his eyebrows furrowing.
“t-thank you,” you stuttered, eyeing your boyfriend curiously. you bit your lip, about to sit up as you assumed jeff would want you to return the favor, but he lightly pushed you back down.
“don’t you want me to-”
“no, i said i would be taking care of you,” jeff smiled softly, leaning over to his nightstand, which made his muscles stretch.
he dug into his nightstand drawer, making a accomplished sound as he pulled out two things.
a condom and lube.
you swallowed, seeing him place the two things beside you before he got up and slowly pulled down his pants and boxers, his eyes locked with yours as he did this.
you didn’t know how jeff did it, but he seemed completely fine with stripping in front of you. you didn’t blame him though, he had a amazing body.
you on the other hand, you were comfortable with your body, but you still got shy showing your boyfriend everything you owned. it made you vulnerable, and nervous.
you and jeff never got naked like this before in front of each other, this was all new. you were excited though, as this was a new experience for you.
jeff never pressured you though, the only clothing jeff had seen you without was your shirt, which he looked away instantly asking if you were done changing. he only ever did what made you feel comfortable, which you appreciated.
you knew jeff wasn’t a virgin, which you both discussed before, him telling you the regretful story of his first time in late sophomore year.
it broke your heart, knowing that the girl jeff used to be in love with just used him to get popular and for sex.
jeff wasn’t like that though, once he was in love, he was totally smitten and would do everything in his power to make that person happy. he was heartbroken, and very closed off most of junior year before senior year and the both of you started dating each other.
he seemed very nervous about asking you out, stuttering his words out, which usually wasn’t like him. he was usually very confident with his words and around women, but with you, you left him speechless. a stuttering mess, as you told him once, making him playfully glare at you.
the good thing was that you both had been very close before he asked you out, you both had trust for one another, and the both of you shared everything now.
jeff finished stripping the last bit of his clothes off, kicking his pants and boxers off.
your heart rate started to beat up rapidly again, as you eyed his long, hard member.
your eyes snapped up towards his face again, seeing him biting his lower lip. jeff made his way between your legs against, grabbing the condom and tearing it open with his teeth, then slid it on his leaking member.
he leaned down, leaning his weight on his elbows and his face hovered above yours for a moment, before he pressed his lips against yours.
your arched your back, your chest pressed against his. you hummed, feeling your tongues swirling around each other’s, enjoying each other’s taste.
you felt jeff reach underneath you, taking a moment again trying to unclasp your bra, which he successfully did this time.
he took it off you, then threw it somewhere, flinging it over his shoulder, totally forgetting about it.
you were both completely naked against each other now, and you could feel his heavy cock poking at your stomach.
“do you want this?” you heard jeff mumble against your skin as he moved his way down to your breasts, suddenly sucking on a perky nipple, making you gasp.
your arms wrapped around his neck, holding him closely. “y-yes!” you said breathlessly, feeling him move to your other breast.
he nibbled on your nipple, then reached up with a hand to play with your other breast, pinching and pulling the harden nipple.
you moaned softly, “jeff,” you whined, your hands making their way into his messy hair, rubbing your fingers through it.
he chuckled against your skin, placing a wet kiss in the middle of your chest, before pulling away. you watched him, observing the way his muscles moved and the way his fingers worked while unscrewing the lid of the bottle of lube.
you saw him pour some onto his hand, then put the bottle of lube aside as he started coating his cock.
he looked down, positioning the head of his cock against your virgin hole, looking up and focusing his eyes on your face. “you ready, love?” jeff purred, asking you one last time if you were sure about this.
you nodded, whispering a soft ‘yes’.
that’s when you felt it, jeff slowly entering you, making you cry out in pain and mixed pleasure. jeff stopped instantly, looking down at you with worried eyes. “are you okay, y/n?”
you nodded your head multiple times to assure him, that yes, you were fine with the whole situation. the only thing you were not okay with was the pain that came with the pleasure.
“it h-hurts,” you whined, taking in quick breaths.
“i know, i know baby. just breathe for me, okay?”
“okay,” you said, nodding for him to continue. jeff continued his way into you, feeling your walls clench around him, making him release a deep, throaty moan. “ooh, fucking fuck,” jeff cursed under his breath, his eyes squeezing shut.
he gave you a moment to adjust to his large size, focusing on his breathing.
he knew it hurt you, and he was doing everything in his power to hold back from pounding into you. “okay,” you said softly, reaching both of your hands out and placing them on his broad shoulders.
jeff slowly pulled back, watching your facial expressions and trying his best to ease your pain by moving one of his hands down and massaging your clit quickly.
jeff started to slowly pump into you, watching as your eyes fluttered close, little moans escaping your pretty mouth.
jeff released a small growl, “look at me,” he demanded, causing your eyes to snap open and release a shaky breath. “j-jeff,” you whined, throwing your head back as he started thrusting into you at a faster pace, but still making sure he wasn’t hurting you.
he bent down, attacking your mouth with his, making you moan in pleasure as he continued to rub your clit in fast circles.
a moment later, you felt jeff hit something, making you release a muffled scream against his mouth. jeff pulled away from your mouth, trailing opened mouth kisses along your neck, biting down almost painfully, which made you throw your head back.
jeff continued to hit that special place inside of you, as he started to pound into you, making you moan loudly. you gripped jeff’s shoulders tightly, feeling him still attacking your neck.
jeff pulled away from you rather suddenly, stopping his thrusts for moment and lifting your legs up and putting them over his shoulder. he then continued to roughly take you, making him release frequent curses loudly as he went deeper inside of you.
“oh, fuck, mmm, y/n!” he yelled, moving one of his hands back down towards your clit, rubbing it quickly. you screamed, bucking your hips against his which made him lose it.
“j-jeff, please!” you gasped, feeling yourself tighten around his cock, before cumming hard.
your high pitched screams echoed throughout his room, feeling your orgasm hit you hard.
jeff continued fucking you, sweat beading on his forehead. a minute later, you heard a loud, drawn out moan escape him. “f-fuck!”
he rode out his own orgasm, his eye squeezed shut tightly and his lower lip caught between his teeth, biting down hard.
jeff slowly came to a stop, keeping himself buried within you for a moment, as he breathed deeply and looked down at you with tired eyes.
you were sucking on your bottom lip nervously, your face felt like it was on fire.
“jeff, was this okay?” you asked him shyly, blinking as he pulled out of you slowly. a lazy smile made its way on his lips, “it was perfect y/n,” he assured you.
he gently took your legs off of his shoulders, placing them down gently as to not hurt you, knowing you would be sore sooner or later.
you watched as he got up off of the bed, walking over to the trash can. you heard a snapping noise, making your ears perk up curiously, before realizing that he took off the condom.
he made his way back over to you and got into the bed, lifting the blanket up and pulling it over the both of you. before you even moved, you felt jeff carefully pull you on top of him, earning a surprised sound from you.
you heard him chuckle softly, his arms wrapping around your waist and holding you against him. your head was rested on his chest as the both of you stared into each other’s eyes. “i love you,” you said, pecking his lips.
this earned you a toothy smile from the tired boy, “love you,” he said sleepily, hugging your flushed body against his as close as possible. “you should rest now, love,” he told you softly, kissing the tip of your nose.
“okay,” you whispered, shifting into a more comfortable position, half of your body slung over his, both of your legs intertwined together.
it didn’t take you both very long, before you both were sound asleep, both of you feeling content and very in love.
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i really hope you guys enjoy this, i deleted this imagine and restarted it like six times, i swear. also, my mom finally got me the book ‘13 reasons why’ so y'all already know that means i'ma be binge reading it the rest of the weekend. also, is binge reading a thing?? i don’t know. anyways, enjoy loves!
(sorry for any grammar mistakes, i edited this imagine three times, but if you see any grammar mistakes, just ignore them please!)
can you do an analysis on 2013-2014 ji/kook please? thank you!
Do you think there’s a relation between Jungkook’s change of behavior
towards Jimin from when he was underage to when he finally turned 20??? I
feel like after finally not being underage anymore, that’s when he
really changed and got bolder, shy-less and stuff.. He wasn’t like this,
and now he’s.. Well, basically killing us with everything he does.
Anon: Do you think that Jimin’s fainting incident was a turning point for
kook/min? I always thought that JK seemed to be a lot sweeter and softer
with Jimin after that, but i could just be imagining things so I wanted a
second opinion :) love you!!
Anon: you are my favourite kook/min blog!! kekekeke i was wondering what you think of tsundere!kook thinking that taking off his jacket for yoonji is cool when he did the same thing for jimin during their WoH shoot :)))
That’s right: I’m going to answer all these questions and comments in one long essay. I’m not kidding. This is like.. really long. It’s Jungkook-centric and head canon-heavy. Bring your tinfoil hats.
It would make absolutely zero sense for one of them to come out alone? I you think Harry and Louis are together no way in the world one would come out while the other is still in the closet (because Harry would still have to hide his relationship even though for the public he would be out). I don't get why people are suddenly thinking that considering grimmy literally asked him about dating girls/ladies a week ago. The GP aint gonna know about a pin or green carnations..
yeah i agree i think the rainbow pin is mostly for the fandom. harry can be as vague as he wants in interviews and drop as many hints as he wants in terms of his accessories/outfits but right now the average person checking out the tabloid covers in line at the grocery store thinks haylor and hendall were real relationships and have no fucking clue about any of his closet knocking (or they’ve already forgotten about ‘not that important’ because it happened in 2014 and the yacht from hell was only a year ago and all those pictures were all over the damn place).
i also agree with you that it makes no sense for harry to come out alone because it’s still going to throw a giant spotlight on louis (those larry rumours are never going to die and will just surge back to life) only it’s going to make it seem like louis doesn’t want to come out/is choosing the stunts which is exactly the opposite of what’s actually happening and also plays directly into simon cowell and syco’s hands.
why would harry go along with something that the very corporation they’ve been fighting against for years actively wants and that casts louis in a terrible light/puts the blame for the situation on him instead of his team and makes it seem like he’s been holding harry back and is so afraid of being perceived as gay that he’s hiding behind two beards and a baby?
i don’t see harry coming out until they’ve cleaned up louis’ situation and i don’t see harry coming out on his own so long as he and louis are still together.
You sighed and turned around to face him. “They locked us in.”
You sighed and turned around to face him. “They locked us in.”
“No they didn’t.” Lin pushed past you to jiggle the doorknob and you rolled your eyes.
“Yeah, it’ll work if you do it; the doorknob must not like me enough to open the door.”
“Well, it wouldn’t be the only person who doesn’t like you-”
“Would you just shut up?!”
He turned around to look at you, his face devoid of any emotion that was positive. “Excuse me?”
“I’m so fucking tired of this!”
“No! Just be quiet! For once in your goddamn life, don’t fucking talk.”
He rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest, only being quiet to prove he could, not because you told him to.
You sat down on the couch and ran your hand through your hair before calling Karen.
It went straight to voicemail.
So you tried Mandy, then Chris, then Tommy, working your way through everyone who worked at the Richard Rodgers but to no avail.
“Maybe they just don’t like you.”
He shrugged and pulled out his phone. “Ten bucks and your resignation that they answer my calls.”
“Sure, Miranda. Why not?”
He smirked and began calling his co-workers, starting with Chris. Then he called Alex. He went through the entire roster of workers and yet, not a one seemed available to take his call.
“Seems like you’re stuck with me,” you said with a smug smile.
“Whatever.” He sat down at the opposite end of the couch and stole your food.
You grabbed it from him. “Back off, Miranda. That’s mine.”
He took it back. “Paid for by the salary you make working for me. So technically…” And he ate a giant spoonful of your rice.
“Give it back.”
He laughed. “No.”
“I’m serious, Miranda.”
His eyes widened. “Oh no, I’m so scared.”
You lunged at him to take your food but he held it over your head.
“I do have a first name, too, you know,” he mocked you.
“Give me my food!”
“Nope,” he said and continued eating.
Barely registering you were in his lap, you kept moving forward as you tried to reach your food.
Lin made a noise of surprise but continued to hold your food just out of arm’s reach. You pressed against him without meaning to, trying to get closer to your food, moving around in his lap as you did so.
You ignored him and kept reaching for your food. He shifted underneath you.
“Y/N, get the fuck off me.”
“Give me my food and I will.”
You leaned back to look at him and realized the position you were in: your knees on either side of his hips, your right hand in his, which you had probably grabbed to keep him from pushing you away, and you sitting directly over his- no.
You jumped back to your side of the couch as if you were burned and he wordlessly handed your food to you, avoiding your gaze.
“Thanks,” you whispered, trying not to think about what had just happened.
He nodded and began searching the bag for other food he could eat.
“I think Mandy got the same thing,” you said softly.
He nodded again and pulled it out, eating silently.
You brought your knees up to your chest and rested your food on them as you ate, looking anywhere that wasn’t him.
You hated Lin-Manuel Miranda. That was a constant in your life since high school.