oh you know you want to

But you don’t really know me
You don’t know half of the story
I’m not okay
And not gonna be, today
I swear I’m not bragging
Do you feel my soul aching?
My hands still tied
I feel so handless
How? They’re there, then How?
I have a breakdown every day or two
Can you live with that, oh I don’t know
I can’t, every new day all I do is carry myself
I don’t think that’s what you deserve
I know you want to give me a hand
But how? When I feel so handless
I feel your hand trying to reach
When you thought your voice was out of reach
I can’t fix it
—  ayamfarag 
The Proposal |M|

You’re tired of being alone for years without a boyfriend so you propose a deal to Jimin.

Originally posted by zynpyzkcu

word count: 5.2k

tags: smut for days, fluff(in later chapters), angst(in later chapters), badboy!Jimin, collegeAU!Jimin

Your heart would’ve jumped right out of your chest if not for your ribs that confined them because your heart was beating so fast. As you walked down the steps with stiff legs, your eyes were settled on the man who sat just a few rows ahead of you. You took in the his outfit–a simple over-sized black hoodie and ripped denim jeans. He was shoving his belongings inside of his black backpack as you approached him.

“J-Jimin?” You croaked, hoping that he didn’t hear your unsteady voice crack. Hearing his name, the college boy turned his head and you took in his features. He looked quite tired; his hooded eyes still seemed laced with sleep despite it being four in the afternoon. His bottom lip was red and plump as if he had been nibbling on it for a long time. He laid his eyes on you and you stiffened once again. Now that he was in front of you, your mind suddenly went blank.

“Yes?” He raised his eyebrows at you in curiosity. You gulped and took a deep breath before continuing.

“I would like to suggest a proposal,” you said and squeezed your eyes as you winced at your extreme awkwardness. Hearing that, Jimin raised an eyebrow and shifted in his seat to face you.

“Am I in some kind of job interview?” Jimin chuckled lowly and caused your cheeks to heat. “What kind of proposal?” He asked, tilting his head in curiosity. Despite his raspy voice that sounded like he just woke up(and if he did you wouldn’t be surprised), it carried hints of playfulness in it as he focused his attention on you. Your eyes darted around the classroom that was beginning to fill back up with students for the next class and a part of you panicked.

“Well um, can we talk in the hall?” You muttered and waited as Jimin hesitantly. He grabbed his bag and slung it over his shoulder and then waited for you to lead him out into the hall. With each step, you could feel your heart beating faster and you could hear your pulse in your ears. When the two of you exited the classroom, Jimin set his bag down and you took a deep breath. You could feel that his eyes were on you, waiting for you to speak. As you took a deep breath, you lifted your head to meet his dark gaze.

“I need you to–well I don’t really need you to, but I would very much like it if you…” your sentence trailed off as soon as your cheeks started to burn and your throat closed up. “If you would have sex with me.” You said the last part so quietly you could barely hear yourself. But seeing that Jimin’s tired eyes widened and how he raised his brows in surprise, you knew he heard every word.

“Have sex?” He reiterated a bit loudly and you shot him a look even though the halls were vacant besides the two of you. His eyes darted around before landing on you. “You want to have sex with me?”

“Well, I wouldn’t say you specifically, but seeing as you are…” you paused and examined Jimin again. “…Here which is convenient, and you’re not bad looking, which is a plus.” You stopped to observe Jimin’s facial expressions which was hard to pinpoint as he simply stared at you. Then, the thought dawned on you.

“But you don’t have to do it!” You exclaimed suddenly, your entire face and neck felt like it was on fire from embarrassment. “I realize that this is really weird since I don’t know you at all and I just asked you to have sex with me which sounds so desperate and-and a bit of a slut–”

“I’ll do it.” Jimin interrupted you and left your mouth agape.

“Y-You will?” You stammered as Jimin shrugged.

“Yeah, why not? I’m pretty sure you have a reason and to be honest, I feel flattered,” Jimin slipped his hands in his hoodie pocket. A coy smirk stretched on his lips as Jimin leaned against the wall. He pulled his bottom lip under his teeth as his eyes darted down to your loose sweater and jeans and then back to your eyes. “So when do you want to do this?”

You took a deep breath and averted your eyes so it felt like Jimin wasn’t staring at your heated cheeks. “Are you free this weekend? I’d like to do this as soon as possible.”

Jimin pondered with pursed lips. “Yeah, I’m free.” Jimin said and pushed himself off the wall. He pulled out his phone and handed it to you. “Put your phone number in there and we’ll talk later.”

You took his phone in your hand and put your number in there before handing it back to him. Jimin bent down to pick up his bag and took his phone before winking at you as he passed by you.

“I’ll see you around, Y/N.”

It hadn’t even dawned on you that Jimin knew your name, but after thinking about it, it shouldn’t have been much of a surprise. You had been in at least one class together for three years, but you’ve never spoken to each other once. Jimin was known as the typical “bad boy” as he hung out with the wrong crowd, never showed up to class, and often got in trouble with campus security for vandalizing school property “on accident.” There was one case where Jimin and his friends had been accused of spray painting a sculpture completely black. This was earlier in their college years and was only the start of their growing reputation.

But sometimes(and emphasis on some) Jimin would show up to class like today looking like he hadn’t slept for days and dressed down in a simple hoodie or sweatpants with a beanie of snapback that covered his chestnut locks. You could tell by the girls he had basically clinging to his pants that he was, unlike you, experienced with sex. It wasn’t as if you were a prude or didn’t like sex, but it was never easy to be in a relationship. You were always caught up with school and work and never seemed to find time to fit it in.

That was a lie. A relationship seemed like the best thing to take your mind off your stressful life, but you could never find someone. It was as if the universe was telling you not to be in one or worse, telling everyone not to be with you. Either that, or you just attracted the wrong people. Or perhaps even worse than that– you weren’t attractive at all.

You tried your best not to think too much about such things as they kept you up at night and the only way for you to fall asleep was to shed some tears, which you hated doing. It was just… hard not to feel insecure about yourself. No matter what kind of people you liked, they never liked you back. You tried your best not to care–to convince yourself that you would find somebody to date and finally lose your virginity to, but it was now three years into college and you were still waiting.

You wondered if asking Jimin was being too desperate, but in all honestly, all your fucks were thrown out the window. At this rate, you would end up living and dying alone with your apartment filled with cats. It was too late to turn back now. You stood in front of Jimin’s apartment wearing a simple white tee and denim shorts. You had a baseball hat on top of your head to protect your eyes from the blaring sun. Around your shoulder was a simple handbag that you held your necessities, including a condom just in case Jimin didn’t have one, which he probably would.

You shook off your nerves as you knocked on Jimin’s front door. You stepped back and looked down at yourself to make sure you looked fine. When you heard shuffling on the other side of the door and saw the doorknob jiggle, you inhaled sharply. Your heart was beating abnormally fast and it wasn’t looking to calm down any moment.

The door opened slightly and Jimin poked his head through. His brown hair was ruffled messily and his eyes were squinted as if it was the first time in the day where he saw sunlight.

“Good morning,” he croaked in his usual voice. You frowned at him and let your shoulders sag.

“Morning? Jimin, it’s 6 in the afternoon.” You said as he stepped aside while ruffling his hair. You stepped inside his apartment which smelled of pine and cinnamon. A nostalgic smell that reminded you of Autumn. A soft chuckle came from Jimin as he closed the door and locked it.

“Yeah sorry, I was awake, really.” He said and led you to the room at the end of the hallway. The house was quiet except for the subtle hip hop music playing in a different room. Your head swiveled around as you took in your new environment.

“Are your roommates home?” You finally asked.

“They’re at work so don’t worry about people hearing you. We talked about this over text, didn’t we?” Jimin asked and opened the door to what you assumed was his room. You noticed that the soothing scent of pine became stronger and you resisted closing your eyes to bask in the smell.

“Yeah sorry, I guess I’m just a little nervous.” You replied and stepped in the room. It was a neat room with a queen sized bed against the wall and a black wood desk on the opposite side. A typical room for a college student. You expected it to be cleaner and dismissed the idea that Jimin cleaned his room just for you.

“Do you mind if I take a quick shower?” Jimin asked and you turned to him. “I don’t know about you, but I wouldn’t want to have sex with me if I reeled of body odor.” Jimin flashed a toothy smile before running his fingers through his hair.

“Oh yeah, no problem. Take your time.” You replied and smiled stiffly. Jimin nodded and gestured to the bed.

“You can make yourself comfortable. I’ll be quick.” He said and left the room. You hesitated to sit on his bed but you did, on the very edge of it. It was time. You were in a boy’s room and it was just the two of you in his apartment, and you were about to have sex. The idea was baffling and you would’ve never imagined that you would be in this situation, but this was your reality.

You took a deep breath to calm yourself and pulled out your phone to check your social media for a bit. You thumbed through your instagram feed and it only felt like five minutes before you heard Jimin walking back down the hall. You slipped your phone back in your handbag and perked up when he entered the room. Jimin wore a white t-shirt, similar to yours as well as basketball shorts. He had a towel over his head as he dried his damp hair.

“I said to make yourself comfortable.” Jimin laughed, his voice was clearer now and more energetic compared to when he first greeted you. You froze when he pointed out your awkwardness and you wondered if it was really that noticeable.

“Sorry I just–I’ve never done this before.” You muttered under your breath. Jimin glanced at you from his phone and raised a brow.

“Done what? Sex?” He asked and you raised your head immediately.

“No! No, not that. I’ve never… hooked up with someone like this.” You fumbled with your fingers as you stretched a smile across your lips. Jimin watched you for a second before setting his phone on his desk. He tossed his towel on his chair and stepped slowly towards you. With the shift of action, your heartbeat began to pick up again. When Jimin stood in front of you, so close that your knees were touching his calves. His fingertips brushed against your shoulder and you flinched but he didn’t stop from trailing up your neck and ear until they traced your jaw. Jimin raised your chin so you were looking up at him. From this angle, you could see his dark gaze that intensified in a matter of seconds as well as his reddened, plump lips.

“Lay back for me,” his eyes darted to the bed and you gulped. You reached back to remove the hat from off top of your head and tossed it on the bed as you scooted back. Jimin climbed onto the bed and your mind started racing with all sorts of thoughts. Would it hurt? What if you can’t go through with it? Why did you put yourself in this situation in the first place? Was it too late to back out?

Jimin wasn’t helping by the way his hand snuck up your inner thigh. When his fingers traced the stitching of your pants over your crotch, you inhaled sharply and closed your eyes. His hands gripped the hem of your shorts and pulled them down slowly as he wanted to take to savor the sight of your light blue panties. Jimin pulled your shorts down completely before tossing them to the side and returned his hands to your thighs, massaging them as he rubbed tiny circles with his thumb.

Jimin pulled your legs so they wrapped around his waist. He hovered over so his hands were planted into the bed beside your arms. You stared into his hooded eyes for what seemed like minutes but it was only seconds until he pulled his gaze away. His hand snaked up your shirt as his fingers traced softly over stomach until he reached the edge of your bra. His eyes darted back to yours as if to one, see if you were comfortable and two, receive silent consent before slipping his fingers underneath. You felt his warm fingertip brush over your nipple and a sigh escaped your lips.

As Jimin worked your breast with one hand, he leaned down and pressed his lips against your neck. As he kissed it, you allowed a soft moan to escape. Your eyebrows knit from the slight, tingling pleasure that Jimin was giving you through his touch.

“Jimin,” you whispered and he glanced at you. You tried your best to speak through your embarrassment. “Please, touch me.”

He smirked and pinched your nipple. A startled gasp resonated throughout the room and Jimin’s lips returned to your neck. “I’m already touching you, baby.”

“You know what I mean.” You whined and traced your arm up his side under his shirt to grip his muscular shoulder blades. Feeling your nails sink into Jimin’s back, his deep moan vibrated against your neck. He pulled his lips away and nearly ground his hips into you.

“I won’t know unless you tell me.” He pushed on while massaging your breast. Your neck felt hot, not only from embarrassment but also from kisses that Jimin was peppering you with. Your nails found his back again and you trailed them down.

“I want you to finger me,” you whispered and pressed your cheek against his. “Please?” You pleaded and Jimin let out a groan by how close and sweet your voice was. Jimin began kissing down your chest and stomach until he reached your blue panties. He glanced up at you to see if you were showing any signs of discomfort, but seeing your bottom lip pulled under your teeth and your cheeks flushed red, Jimin only wanted to bring you more pleasure. To have you wriggling in pleasure underneath him with your fingers trembling in his brown locks as you tried to hold on with your remaining strength while coming over and over again.

The thought aroused Jimin even more and he felt himself get harder in his basketball shorts. He slipped his fingers underneath your panties before pulling them down; a string of your juices attached to the center and Jimin had to suppress a groan from the erotic sight. You were already so wet for him and from what? Just some simple touching and kissing–he hadn’t even gotten to the real foreplay and you were already on edge. As he pulled your panties off your legs, your scent was already so thick and arousing and all Jimin wanted to do was devour you whole.

He pressed his thumb against your folds and spread them; a surprised yelp resonated throughout the room as cold air hit your sex. Jimin ran his tongue against his lips to wet them as he watched your glistening juices that lined your slit.

“Already so wet…” Jimin growled and kissed your entrance and ran his tongue smoothly over your slit. Suddenly chills and shivers ran all throughout your body and your back arched off the bed in an instinctive reaction. As you squeezed your eyes shut, you moaned out loud. “You taste so damn good.”

“F-Fuck…” you cursed as Jimin focused solely on your clit, licking it and sucking it as if it were for his own pleasure. It didn’t take much due to your extreme sensitivity to have your body trembling and twitching underneath Jimin. One hand gripped the bedsheets while the other laid on top of Jimin’s head and from time to time, when his tongue made you see white stars, you clenched his brown locks.

Jimin rubbed the pads of his index finger against your slick entrance, gathering your juices over his fingers before sliding his fingers inside. You tightened around him in surprise as he slowly delved into your hole. You felt the meat of his palm press against your clit and you knew Jimin’s fingers were completely inside of you. He pulled them out and you moaned through pressed lips.

“So fucking wet… Look at all your juices sticking to my fingers.” Jimin stared at the strings that clung to his fingers. He couldn’t even imagine how wet and tight you would feel around his dick if you were already like this with his fingers.

Jimin pushed his fingers into you again and repeated the action while rubbing all of the sensitive parts inside of you which you didn’t even know existed. Each time his fingers dipped into you, your body twitched in response as your mind went blank.

When you felt your climax approaching, your body stilled and your moans became quiet while our breathing became more erratic and rapid. You were just about to come, Jimin pulled his lips away and your body jerked.

“Oh god,” you sighed and gave Jimin a disapproving look. The boy simply smirked at your needy behavior, but you could tell by how hard he was gripping his crotch that he was in the same situation. You licked your lips at the sight of his muscular forearms bulging with force.

“Seems like you’re ready for me.” Jimin said as he wiggled his fingers inside of you. You let out a shuddering moan and your hand reached out to grab onto his wrist, attempting to push his hand out before you come right then and there. Jimin pulled his fingers out and you watched him suck the juices off them. That sight alone was erotic enough, but you pulled your eyes away as they dropped to the pitching tent inside of shorts. And that was way more enticing.

“Should I… suck you off?” The question came as surprise to both of you. To you, the unfamiliar use of language that you never thought would come out of your mouth and him, the very thought of you sucking him off now while his boner was so hard it was almost painful could have him coming the minute you put your hands on him.

“I thought this was all about you,” Jimin smirked. His hand returned to your inner thigh and he squeezed it slightly.

“I mean, yeah, but… I don’t wanna just leave you like that.” You pouted making Jimin smile with his rows of pearly whites.

“I appreciate the gesture, sweet cheeks, but this time it’s all about you.” Jimin said and the fact that he was implying that there would be multiple times to this occasion went completely over your head. Currently, your mind was occupied as you gawked at Jimin as he slipped his thumbs under his shorts and yanked them down. His hard, veiny cock sprang up and his hands immediately wrapped around it, gripping it from the pink tip to the base of his cock.

“There’s a condom in the drawer to your left,” Jimin hissed. His voice sounded stiff, as he was suppressing a moan. You managed to pull your eyes away from his cock and opened the drawer to see a box of condoms. Picking one out, you opened it and sat up, bringing yourself closer to his cock. Jimin grabbed our wrist and squeezed it.

“What are you doing?”

“Please, just let me do at least one thing.” You rolled your eyes. Jimin reluctantly pulled his hand away and you positioned the condom on the tip of his dick. Jimin’s breath hitched and when you rolled the condom down his length, he let out a loud groan and bucked his hips into your hands. Your eyes shot open at his sudden(yet very very erotic) gesture and you lifted your head to see Jimin squeezing his eyes while clenching his hands at his sides. His eyes fluttered open to meet your and you noticed that his breathing had turned into short pants.

“Okay, its on. T-Take your hands off.” Jimin stuttered and you promptly pulled your hands away from his throbbing cock. Keeping eye contact with Jimin, you sat back down on the bed and leaned back. Jimin hovered over you and pressed his hands into the bed beside your head while studying your face.

“I’m putting it in, okay?” He asked with raised eyebrows and you nodded in response. Jimin leaned back and dug his heels into the bed while he gripped the back of your knees and pushed them so his dick was lined up with your sopping wet pussy. That, as well as Jimin had the perfect view of his cock plunging into your slick hole.

Jimin lined the tip up to your hole and slipped it in. Your body tenses immediately when you felt the foreign object inside of you and Jimin’s eyes immediately flicked up to see if you were okay. You were clutching your hands together, but you kept your gaze on Jimin; so innocent yet so intense and piercing. You never looked away from him and kept your eyes on him, anticipating his every move.

Jimin slowly slid the rest of his length in and so you were filled with all of Jimin. Your grip on the bedsheets tightened; you could feel his thick shaft stretching you out. It definitely stung, but the pain was bearable. It left a tinging sensation in your stomach and the sparkling white stars began to make another appearance.

“F-Fuck, you’re so tight.” Jimin hissed and sucked in his lower lip. Jimin’s grip tightened and loosened around your knees as he tried to not slam his hips into you with the risk of hurting you or him coming in just a few thrusts. I mean, you were just so fucking tight.

Jimin pulled out slightly and bucked his hips into and both of you moaned out loud from the pleasure that was shared between the two of you. Jimin leaned in and buried his face into your neck while peppering you with more kisses along your collarbone.

“I’m gonna move faster, okay?” Jimin growled and bucked his hips upward. His pace picked up almost instantly and soon he was continuously thrusting into you. When he pulled out of you, you couldn’t help but moan into Jimin’s ear and when he trust into you, so fucking deeply, you started seeing stars and white spots that made your mind go blank and literally took your breath away.

“H-Holy–Jimin, it feels s-so go-ah-good,” you said in between breaths and tried to speak under the vigorous thrusts. Hearing your moans so close to his ears sent chills down his spine. He couldn’t resist the guttural grunts that came from the pit of his throat. The way your wet, hot walls squeezed around him like a vice made it nearly impossible to hold back the pleasurable moans.

Even though Jimin was literally fucking you until you were breathless under him and you couldn’t form any thoughts, you couldn’t help but imagine what his dick would feel like in another position. Everyone said missionary was “best” for your first time, but god, you never thought sex would feel this good.

You pressed your hand on Jimin’s chest while you trailed the other hand trailed down your stomach until you reached your clit. You rubbed it, just slightly but the extra pleasure pulses through you and you clenched around Jimin. He slammed his his into you and groaned out loud. Jimin’s eyes fluttered closed and you could see the veins in his neck as he strained himself.

“Shhiittt, don’t do that. Don’t–don’t fucking squeeze me or else I’m gonna cum.” Jimin growled and pressed his forehead against yours. You pulled your lip under your teeth and closed your eyes, savoring the full feeling of Jimin’s cock twitching inside of you.

“I can’t help it, you feel so good.” You sighed back, allowing your body to go limp.

No, you feel good. Too good. Jimin thought when he opened his eyes again to see your glazed fucked over eyes. You were just a living contradicting. How could someone be so innocently charming yet such a sex vixen in bed?

Jimin sighed and ground his hips into you. “Fuck, you’re gonna make me cum.” He groaned and sat back up. His hands grabbed the back of your knees and began thrusting faster, his hips grinding waves of pleasure into you and brought you closer to your orgasm.

You wrapped your arms around Jimin’s neck and cling to him as heat began to pool in your stomach. You could feel your body twitching and convulsing around Jimin and the only way you weren’t coming right then and there was to dig your nails into his back.

“J-Jimin, I think I’m gonna cum. Fuck I-I’m gonna cum.” You gasped and Jimin’s hand immediately trailed down your stomach to your clit and he began rubbing small circles over it. Part of it was to bring your orgasm closer but also because he knew that you would clench around him that would make him cum. And you did. Your tight pussy squeezed him and Jimin felt his balls tighten as his orgasm approached.

“Shit,” Jimin growled and continued rubbing your clit while watching you squirm under him. Suddenly, your entire body tensed up and your head flew backwards as a long, shuddering moan echoed in the room. Both of your hands scratched up Jimin’s chest and back; your pussy pulsed around Jimin and he tried his best not to close his eyes because you were just a sight to behold. Your body was shivering and your mouth was slack with no words coming out, but your eyebrows were knit so deeply as you focused on coming.

Jimin bit his lip and slammed his hips into you as he came inside you, white strings of cum spilling inside the condom. He buried his face in the crook of your neck as his small grunts vibrated against your neck. Jimin stayed inside of you until he got soft before sitting back up and slipped out of you. He pulled the condom out slowly and when you felt it pop out, you moaned. Jimin tied the condom before tossing it in the trash can beside his bed.

You sat up, or attempted to with your body still shuddering. Jimin’s hand came to grab your arm and help you sit up.

“Stay here, I’ll grab some water.” Jimin said and grabbed his shorts from the floor before slipping them back on. You listened to Jimin’s footsteps down the hall and into the kitchen. You laughed softly, slowly getting off the bed to find your panties. You shimmied back into them, legs still sore from all the fucking and by Jimin gripping your legs so hard. You glanced back to see if the back of your knees were bruised and sure enough there were red marks that stained your skin. You frowned just as Jimin walked back in.

“I think I might skip school tomorrow because of you.” You said wincing and jumping back on the edge of the bed. Jimin chuckled as he handed you an ice cold water bottle. You both drank the water but Jimin pulled away first.

“So how was your first time?” Jimin asked suddenly and you nearly did a spit-take. You felt water drip onto your shirt and you wiped your chin frantically.

“W-What?” You stammered as your eyes bulged out of their sockets. “What are you talking about?”

Jimin scoffed. “Please, I’ve been with enough girls to know when it’s their first time or not,” Jimin said with a smirk that made you blush in embarrassment. “So? How was it?”

You paused to take a sip of your drink, bringing the water bottle to your lips. “It was… amazing.” You blushed and hid your visually red cheeks behind the water bottle as you drank it. Jimin grinned widely and set the water bottle down on his desk.

“That’s good,” he said and flopped onto his desk chair. “So why did you ask me?”

“Well… I just didn’t want to seem like a prude for the rest of my life. I’m in fucking college and I haven’t gone past french kissing,” you sighed and covered your face in embarrassment. “I’m sorry you had to be at the end of my needy desperation.” You apologized and peeked at Jimin through your fingers.

Jimin smiled warmly. “No, I don’t think you’re desperate. It’s cute, honestly. I’ve never had a girl just straight up ask me to have sex with her.” Jimin chuckled. You raised your eyebrows in surprise.

“Really?” You gawked. Jimin frowned at you while narrowing his eyes.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” He snapped but the smirk on his lips made his playful tone noticeable.

“I mean, come on, you have girls flocking around you all the time. I would expect at least someone to ask you to have sex.”

Jimin pondered about it, trying to remember if a girl had ever asked him. Then, he frowned and shook his head. “No, never.”

You nodded blankly, still trying to take in the fact that you were the first girl to ask Jimin to have sex with them. Watching your amusing behavior, Jimin couldn’t help the smile that spread across his face.

“Well, if you ever want to do this again, you have my number,” Jimin said and stood up. He walked over to you and brushed your hair behind your ears. Feeling his light touch as well as staring into his soft gaze, you felt your heart clench. “I don’t know about you, but I would like for this to be a regular thing.” He smirked. You gulped and pulled your gaze away.

“Yeah, I would… I would like that too.”

Cold As Ice

Originally posted by v-writings

Peter Parker x Shy Reader

Request: Yes

Summary: After discovering their powers and wanting to save a troubled citizen, the Reader is left to dealt with the consequences, but ends up finding out a certain secret from a certain spiderling instead.

Word Count: 3,180 (omg)

Warnings: Language, cuteness, discovery of powers, fluff, fight scene, shy!Reader, *slight* assault scene, suck-ass ending (bc I’m trash and I suck at writing), (Please let me know if I missed anything).

A/N: For some reason, I had such a hard time making a summary for this ?? Hopefully the anon that requested this thinks it’s okay. :// I’m slowly moving through all my requests (I have a lot lol). Anyway, let me know what you think as always and enjoy reading!

Walking into Midtown High, you cautiously grudge towards your locker in order to get your books for today’s classes.

These past few days have been strange, to say the least.

Despite it being almost the end of the school year and the hot weather finally arriving, you somehow felt cold to your bones.

Instead of wearing short sleeves and shorts, you started dressing in sweatshirts and pants.

Maybe I’m getting sick…?

Maybe it’s just the chills…?

You kept making excuses like that, but the coldness never seemed to go away.

It’s been happening for a couple weeks now, but you didn’t know what to do.

You didn’t know what this was.

Well, not until today.

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Those Damn Shorts (Sam Winchester x Reader)

Word Count: 1,180

Sam Winchester x Reader

Request: Can you do a Sam Winchester x Reader where the reader and him are making out in the kitchen and it goes further and she’s like on the kitchen counter and Sam is eating her out behind the counter and then Dean walks in and he doesn’t know what’s going on, he’s just like making conversation with her not knowing Sam is like y'know and she’s trying to focus while Sam just keeps going

Warnings: Language, smut (f. receiving oral)

*gif not mine*

“Sam!” You giggle as Sam’s large hands slip underneath your shirt and roam your back, his stubble slightly tickling your neck as he sucks on the skin lightly.

You don’t know how you ended up in this position. You and Sam had only come into the kitchen to grab some leftover dinner from last night, as neither of you (or Dean) felt like cooking. You were simply just looking through the fridge, searching for where you put the pan of food when Sam’s arms snuck around your waist as he came up behind you.

It had only escalated from there. He slammed the fridge door shut, spinning you around. His lips connected with yours immediately, biting your bottom lightly before picking you up and setting you down on the island that’s in the middle of the kitchen. His jeans were only growing tighter by the second, and you have no idea where this sudden need came from. You’re certainly not complaining, though.

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anonymous asked:

Could you do a hc of the different characters going in a road trip with MC? Things like where they'll go and how they get along during it and stuff. Thanks ^-^

Oh sure! I guess I’m kinda basing this a bit on a US road trip since that’s what I know. Thanks for the request~


  • He’s planned everything down to the last detail 
  • Will not let you drive, he wants you to just relax and enjoy the trip 
  • The kind of person that stops off at EVERY tourist spot to take pictures together 
  • ‘World’s Largest Ball of Yarn’ type of guy 
  • He has all the spots mapped out so he can be sure you guys see everything together 
  • Religiously checking weather reports to make sure there is no rain to ruin his plans 
  • When you fall asleep in the car he is quiet when he pulls over for gas
  • Gets your favorite foods from the convenience store so when you wake up you have something yummy waiting for you 
  • Pretty slow driver 
    • “I’m not slow I’m cautious!”
  • You both are living off of energy drinks 


  • Well…Jumin can’t drive
  • It would be a disaster 
  • So you’re the one behind the wheel
  • He’s not the greatest at reading maps but…he does alright 
  • A few times you guys got turned around 
    • “Jumin…there’s nothing but farms and we ended up on a dirt road where are we….”
    • “Ah, so it was supposed to be a left back there,” he nods to himself while looking at the map
    • “……..”
  • Curious when you pull over to a tourist attraction 
    • “What’s this? How odd. People actually enjoy this?” 
    • “It’s part of the experience of a road trip, Jumin!” 
  • He actually ends up really enjoying the random weird things you find at the exits and takes a lot of blurry photos of you both 
  • Disgusted by convenience store food 
    • “As soon as we arrive, I’m taking you out for a nice meal.”
  • Makes you pull over all of the time so Elly can get a break and stretch her legs 
  • Elly is in the back like 


  • He’s so excited!
  • You guys pack pretty light 
  • Since you’ll be going on his bike 
  • You have a few essentials in a backpack and you pack a few things in the saddlebags 
  • He’s super good at navigating 
  • Constantly stopping because he is worried you’re tired and need a break
  • You’ll grab a few things from the convenience store and pull over onto the side of the road when he finds a nice spot
  • Sitting and eating together in the grass while the radio on his bike plays some music 
  • You both laugh at your helmet hair every time you stop 
  • If you come across somewhere beautiful he is stopping instantly 
  • Takes your hand and you guys walk in the field or through the trees while the sun sets 
  • Loves to take selfies and post them so his fans can see your journey 
  • BIG on souvenirs 
  • Keychains, magnets, shot glasses–anything to commemorate where you guys have gone together! 
  • He’s very sentimental in that way 


  • She actually gets a little car sick if she is not the one driving 
  • It surprised you both, the first time you took over to drive 
  • She doesn’t tire easily though so she was fine with being the driver 
  • LOVES to sing along to the radio 
  • You both just sing in the car together the whole trip 
  • Coffee life
  • Every time you stop you are grabbing some coffee from the convenience store 
  • Also Jaehee is an expert on the best gas station foods, since thats what she lived off of when working for Jumin 
  • Doesn’t like to make too many pit stops because she has a schedule she wants to stick to 
  • Definitely an over-packer
  • The car is weighed down by the numerous suit cases and bags in the back because she packs for every emergency 


  • You’re not allowed to drive his baby car
  • He ends up scaring you sometimes with how fast he takes some turns 
  • Stopping every 15 minutes to pee 
    • “Saeyoung, you JUST went.”
    • “I can’t help it!”
    • *opens up another PHD Pepper*
  • Like Yoosung, he’s got to stop and see all of the weird attractions you come across 
  • Taking video and pictures of everything 
  • You try to navigate but sometimes he doesn’t listen 
    • “No, this is a shortcut! You’ll see” 
    • “Through a corn field….?” 
    • “Hey, do you think they’d be mad if we took some?”
  • He doesn’t get ‘lost,’ he’s just ‘exploring the area’
  • Chip bags and snack wrappers all over the car
    • “I’m sorry baby, as soon as we stop I’ll clean you up!” 
  • Waits for you to fall asleep and then puts All Star on full blast to wake you up  
  • Kimberly: We have something we want to tell you all.
  • Trini: *smiles* Yes. Something.
  • Jason, Billy, and Zack: You're dating.
  • Kimberly: WHAT! How did you know? Oh my god... *whispers* Does Zordon know?
  • Trini: Kimberly 'anything but subtle' Hart. My girlfriend.
  • Kimberly: *turns to Trini* How did they know?
  • Trini: *smirks* I told Zack you were really thirsty for me the first day you dragged me down here.
  • Kimberly: *narrows eyes* I was asking for water.
  • Trini: *wiggles eyebrows* But you didn't just want the water. Like I said, anything but subtle.

anonymous asked:

Could you do Chrisoph and Viktor attempting to speak foreign languages


-Well, depending on the language he’s trying, he either fails epically or does it so well no one notices it’s actually not his first language

-It’s generally divided like this:
Germanic/Roman languages: Hell yeah
Slavic languages: help him

-First of all, he can’t grasp the pronunciation at all. I mean, what are all these š, č, ć, đ and so on things supposed to be??

-Then comes the true pain.

-The declinations (or cases, whatever you want)

-Oh and don’t get me started on Chris learning Croatian

-You know why?

-We have 7 declinations. English has 0.

-But if he tries to learn anything other than a slavic language, he’s good to do!

-As long as there are no new alphabets/letters involved.


-Actually a pro for learning any language

-I mean, Russian is hell, so everything is easy compared to it

-And he really enjoys learning new things

-However, he’s not exactly a fast learner

-He’s very determined, though

-He learns the common phrases very quickly and slows down after that

-But he’ll learn it eventually

-And he’ll learn it well

-He’s already fluent in at least 3 languages

-French, Russian (yes, I count Russian) and English

kitsunesongs  asked:

Sith!quigon pays a very drugged up/in heat if you want to do omegaverse Obi-Wan a visit at night. this is prompt 6 - let me know if you didn't get any!

Alrighty, I’m not the biggest fan of omegaverse dynamics, but I absolutely like the idea of drugged up Sith!Qui.


They call it glitteryll, Serenus remembered faintly, and it decreased one’s memories.

As much as he didn’t particularly enjoy being held down and drugged by whatever group Sidious had in his employ this time, Serenus did have to admit that as soon as the drug hit and his memory began to dim, he rather enjoyed it.

Memory is pain. That’s one of the last memories he has from when he was still Qui-Gon Jinn. Soon, those words fade, replaced by faces and images that squeeze Serenus’s heart and make it hard to breathe.

When the last of the drug was within him, and the followers think him docile and pliable and easy to transport, Serenus killed them. It was easy, but it wasn’t fun. He was angry, but he didn’t know why.

After that wasdone, he goes to find the man with the flaming hair.

He wasn’t angry at the man, he didn’t want to kill him, but he needed to find him. Needed to convince him of… something. Serenus didn’t have a name, only a face, a soft voice, the feeling of a cool hand on his cheek.

He needed him.

He had to find him.

anonymous asked:

There's no such thing as subtext, you shippers see what you want to see and interpret things in the way that suits you, is as simple as that. Do you know what a confirmation bias is? Stop acting like you know everything and everyone else is wrong. Jensen knows Dean better than anyone, if he says there's nothing romantic there then there isn't. It's perfectly okay if you want to ship them, but don't try to force it down everyone's throat.


Oh Nonny, you crack me up.

I mean, silly me! I should’ve known that posting something on my own personal blog would constitute forcing my opinions “down everyone’s throat”!

How could I have been so misguided?

I mean, all this time, I thought the wrong thing to do would be to go onto other people’s blogs whom I know I don’t agree with, and then send them messages telling them how they’re delusional and I am right, and that they need to be respectful of other people’s boundaries. You see … I was under the impression that that would actually be very contradicting, and in many ways– it would completely undermine the point that I was originally trying to make.

But I suppose I was mistaken.

Thank you, Nonny for showing me the error in my ways.

I’ll make sure to adjust my actions accordingly from now on.


anonymous-user84  asked:

Murdoc walking in on 2-D's S/O bench pressing 2-D (why do I want this so badly?)

I’m sorry this is so short but oh my god? This is such a funny concept.

Afree the door opened a silence filled the room. You didn’t really know what to say, but obviously neither did anyone else. It hadn’t crossed your mind how weird it would would be if anyone had seen the two of you in this position until you saw Murdocs eyes glaring down, filled with confusion. You set Stuart down quickly and both of you scrambled up into a sitting position. You glanced over at him, his cheeks were burning red like Murdoc had walked in on you bumping noses.

“Well I knew you had to be wearing the pants in this situation but now I’d say 2D’d better watch his back if he ever pisses you off too, yeah?” Was all he said before leaving the room.

Underwear Crisis

Summary: My cat steals underwear and this time she steals yours. And here you are, a towel around yout waist, wanting your stolen underwears.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Swearing (a little)

A/N: This is my first time to try this. I’ve no idea how good is my writing, so feedback is appreciated! Thanks for reading it! (If I have some grammer mistakes just let me know privately, I’ll fix them right back!)

“Oh, no, no, no! Not again!” Bucky growled with anger as he grabbing the towel that he just threw on his bed, hooking around his waist and walked to your door, scretly hoping no one would see you like this. Bucky took a deep breath and knocked at you door harshly.

You were sittin on your couch, trying to sleep whilst Netflix was open and playing a movie for you. When you heard the knock on your door, you cursed at the person quietly and got up from your comfy couch with whines.

“It’s better be something very import–“ You stopped at your track as your eyes meeting with Bucky’s bare chest. “What the fuck?” You said with wide eyes. Bucky snorted.

“It’s your cat’s fault. She keeps stealing my underwears! I don’t have any underwear to wear!” Bucky threw his hands on the air, forgetting the towel around his waist for a second. The towel fell to the ground with a graceful move and let you see his gorgeous manhood hanging.

Jesus!” You screamed as you closing your eyes with your hand. “B-Bucky, you-ur to-towel!” You managed to say, and heard him cursed loudly.

“Shit! Fuck, I’m sorry. Shit.” You heard some noises and he huffed an air baloon out of his lungs. “Uhm, I-I closed i-it.” You separeted your fingers on the middle to take a careful look at him. “I’m so fucking sorry.” He apologized, his icy blue eyes were sincere and his cheeks were pink.

“Uh… It’s ok-okay. I’ll go and see if she bring any of your underwear.” You swallowed. “I’ll bring it to you.” He nodded. He murmured a thanks and turned on his heels, quickly get inside his own apartment and closing the door.

“Well fucking done, Barnes. Now you really made a number for yourself.” He grumbled to himself. “Christ…”

You cursed. “You little fucking piece of shit!” You exclaimed to your cat, who is laying on your couch while cleaning herself. You put your hands on your hips and watched your cat in awe. “Wow, you find this perfect time to clean yourself? I’m not gonna feed you for the next couple days.” Her cat threw her a look and meow-ed. “Nope, not gonna do it. You’re gonna be punished.” She looked around herself. “Now show me where did you put those underwears.”

The cat didn’t even move.

You growled with frustration and tapped your foot loudly on the ground. You go to your room and take a look at under your bed. Huh.

You extended your arm and grabbed the pile of underwears. “You seriously had stolen his legeacy, right?” You mumbled to yourself, as you putting the pile next you and reached again. Another pile of underwear came into your hand and you grabbed them. There was at least twenty boxer, and all of them were dirty. Your cat probably played with them too much.

You sighed. Taking them to your bathroom, putting them into your washing machine. When you arranged your washing machine to the shortest time, you returned to your room, opening your underwear drawer, pulling out a boxer. You were wearing his underwears for sometime, but you didn’t know it was his. Your friend, Lara, loves to wear boxers as pj’s and you simply thought it was hers and it won’t be a problem if you’d just wear them. But now, you know that these boxers aren’t yours.

You sighed again, grabbing a couple of clean boxers and made your way to Bucky’s apartment. You took a deep breath, knocking the door shyly. You heard the solid footsteps that comign closer to the door, your heart started to beat faster than it should. The door swung open and Bucky was there, still with a towel around his waist.

“I, uh, I had couple of your boxers. Thought they were belong to my friend and washed them.” You extended your arm and gave the boxers to him. He took the boxers. “The others are in the washing machine right now. Kara probably played on them a little too much so I thought why not washing them.” You smiled at him nervously. He returned to smile, but his were bigger, warmer and more sincere.

“It’s okay,” he said quietly. “Thanks.” You shrugged. He hesitated before he extended his hand to you. “Bucky.” You looked at his hand and to his eyes. Grabbing his hand, squeezing lightly while you were shaking it.

“Y/N.” He smiled big. You smiled too, and pulled your hand. “I’ll bring the rest to you.” He nodded. You caught his eyes, looking at you head to toe. You blushed a little, feeling your cheeks gaining heat.

“That’d be great, thanks again.” He said, still smiling. You pursed your lips into a thin line, as you walking back to your apartment. He furrowed his brows just before you got in. “I liked the way of my boxers hanging on your gorgeous legs, doll,” he said and winked at you. You froze. “Just keep the rest.” He winked at you again and smirked as he closing  his door, leaving you flushed and with red cheeks.

He gotta admit that you looked so sweet when your cheeks turned into a beautiful shade of red. He smiled at himself.

He knows that he isn’t gonna get bored in this building when he has you to get you flustered and make you blush.

He just really loved that shade of red on you, that’s all.  

Singing w/ Jaehyun
  • guess who’s back with other jaehyun masterpost
  • <3
  • i love him so muchhh vrO
  • but yeah i never know what to say here lmao
  • so let’s start ok ?? ^^
  • oh also, shoutout to anon
  • so, let me tell you that jaehyun is your boyfie in this ok
  • you haven’t been dating for that long, just like a few months or so
  • and today it was your first time going to one of his practices
  • he went to pick you up and smiled at you as soon as he saw you
  • “hi, baby! i came a bit early, do you want to have a little date before going to the practice room?”
  • he’s an angel
  • not only for planning a little date but because he also brought you flowers without a particular reason
  • can someone give me a boyfie like him plz i’m begging you
  • yall went for some bubble tea and walked for a bit while talking about random stuff u know
  • “which subunit is going to practice today?”
  • “actually is taeil, doyoung and me, we like to practice our vocals from time to time”
  • and in that moment u started to prepare yourself mentally
  • you knew perfectly that the vocal line was going to destroy you
  • “what about u, y/n? do you like singing?”
  • “uh? no, i’m terrible at it”
  • “would you sing a bit for me today?
  • & u were like 
  • “no thx specially with those oldies in there lmao”
  • “what about when the hyungs are gone? it’s only going to be you and me”
  • also he was embarassing you in the middle of the street lmao
  • “fine..”
  • “okay! let’s go now before they go then!”
  • “wait what”
  • so get your throat ready because u were doing some high notes
  • once you were in there you were so nervous!!
  • you were suddenly really silent and you couldn’t stop playing with your fingers
  • “it’s alright baby, i won’t judge you”
  • he sat against the wall and hugged you from behind
  • “what about singing without you? at least do the first parts in the beggining”
  • and u were like but i don’t waaant tooo~~
  • “pretty please?”
  • you had no option, lmao
  • so you just putted you headphones on and felt SO insecure and shy
  • but you sang anyways
  • in the beggining you almost couldn’t speak bc of how embarrased u were
  • but even with the headphones on you could listen to jaehyun saying cute things to motivate you
  • “come on baby, your voice sounds beautiful”
  • “you sing better than me, baby”
  • “wow, your voice is so pretty”
  • and he never stopped cuddling you,
  • he would play with your hair and give you kisses everywhere
  • making you feel flustered since u didn’t know each other that well yet
  • but it made you felt a bit more confident and you get to sing till like half of the song
  • “babe, that was impressive!”
  • “you said that u were terrible singing but that was so good!”
  • “a legend, honestly”
  • this idiot was only making you even more embarrased tbh
  • i hate him
  • he helped you a bit, giving you some advice to make your voice sound a bit more clearer and you kept practicing for like an hour
  • each time feeling more and more confident
  • “i feel like our voices sound amazing together, what do you think?”
  • “should we sing a bit more then?”
  • he loved how comfortable you were feeling about singing with him and couldn’t help but smile widely at you
  • “let’s do it”
  • and omg
  • duo of the year akmu is shooketh
  • you smiled through the whole song and so he did
  • once the song ended he hugged you and spinned you around while laughing with you
  • “that was amazing, y/n!”
  • he looked at you in the eyes and both of you couldn’t stop smiling
  • omg this is so cute
  • he frowned his lips and you smiled before kissing them sweetly for a few seconds
  • and then kissing them again, in a more serious and passionate way
  • “we didn’t know the vocal practice was between you and y/n, jaehyun”
  • “i was expecting other kind of practice, you know”
  • lmao
  • so cute honestly
  •  i hope yall like it!

anonymous asked:

Hya there could I get a headcanon in which Tfa Starscream , Lugnut and Blitzwing would react to there human s/o who is sad and depressed and is need of comfort ? Keep up the good work !

Starscream (TFA): Ok look, Starscream is just really bad at this. Like, the worst. He’s never really had to do it before so he doesn’t know what to do. He’ll awkwardly pat your back or something like, “There…there”.

Lugnut (TFA): Look out, here come the big guns! He’s ready to do anything to get you feeling better. Want some blankets? He just raided a Bed Bath and Beyond. Want some snuggles? He’ll hold you tight and never let go.

Blitzwing (TFA): Oh no no no no no, don’t be sad! Look at this funny face! He’s almost desperate to get you feeling better and Random’s in command the whole time. At least one candy shop is looted that day.

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So, I reached 300 followers which is really amazing, if I’m honest. I know that I don’t reblog a lot - so, knowing that you folks are with me makes me really, really happy. Right, let’s do this! (Oh and if you want to blacklist this - it’s going to be tagged ‘ranna rates’.)


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anonymous asked:

i feel like youre one of the jin stans who understand him well so i wanted to discuss something with you i hope u dont mind :D, its about seokjins solo awake you know the lines " want to remain I want to dream more Even so, what (I’m) saying is That it’s time to leave" what do u think seokjin meant when he said 'its time to leave' and i really want to know if seokjin is happy in awake he sang "My happy times asked me (this question)You, are you really okay, it asked me Oh no I replied, no (1)

(2) hes clearly says hes not happy and we all know hes an actor with an acting degree it would be so easy for him t cover up his feelings i wonder how he feels how he is these days i worry about him so much and i love him so much

i semi-wish you hadn’t asked me this bc it’s one of the things i really hate thinking about… i love him more than life itself and it hurts to think about him feeling this way, but i do think he’s become… at least more visibly discontent? with the hand he’s been dealt. he obviously loves his members, and i’m sure he won’t leave, but i also wish he were more appreciated. i’m reluctant to say the next part but like. fuck it i guess. it gets under my skin when when i hear about shownu from monsta x giving more lines to hyungwon because he felt he didn’t have enough, but then turning around just to have namj**n tell me that everyone in bts is content with distribution when obviously they’re not. it gets under my skin when i see jin get frustrated about playing the background characters in the muster 3 vcr because he barely got to even open his fuckin’ mouth. i think it’s specifically the love of his members and of his fans that keeps him as content as he is, but i think he needs to be given the opportunity to do so much more that he’s capable of. he’s ambitious, they all are, but he’s got something really fucking special. just look at law of the jungle or hello counselor, the boy has natural charisma, even though he’s awkward, it’s likable and charming. he’s beautiful and talented, can cry on the spot, but no acting gigs yet either. his voice has improved by leaps and bounds, and while other groups find some sort of balance for their vocalists, jin is continually c o n t i n u a l l y shit on. the only version of converse high i listen to anymore is his. his voice is fucking beautiful. i wish i could only listen to the live version of Spring Day while i’m at it.

like i said, i sort… wish you hadn’t asked me lol because i have a lot of thoughts on this and none of them particularly pretty, and i hate thinking about them because i don’t want to be bitter to the group i love so much. 

tl.dr: so in conclusion : i think he’s discontent with how much he’s able to do because he’s ambitious and knows he can do more, but he is happy with his members and the fans. 

Shawn blurb/concept. (A.U.)

Imagine being Shawn’s roommate lol.

You come home from school or work or wherever you’ve been all day. You practically sprint to the bathroom. It’s been the most tiring day and all you want is a bubble bath with a cute bath bomb to top it all off. You settle in, run your water, and relax in there until the water gets too cold. The soft music (for me it would probably be Ed Sheeran’s “X” album) continues to play as you dry off your body. You throw on the silky, pink colored Victoria secret robe you bought not too long ago and head to your room. But you bump into him in the hallway.

“Oh hey Shawn!.. Oh! Sorry I didn’t know you were home, excuse me” you laugh awkwardly and brush past him to run to your bedroom. He stand there, unmoving, in the same spot you left him in.

He’s shocked that he just saw you like that and a little aroused. It was clear you weren’t wearing anything underneath, your nipples were VERY easy to spot through the thin material.

He should be used to situations like this, you’ve walked in on him changing a couple times but he supposes it’s a bit different when the table are turned. It’s also something about the way the silk looked against your skin. He’s hugged more than a few times so he knows how soft your skin is. He can’t help but imagine how amazing it would be to watch the robe slide down your shoulder, brushing against your ass on its way down.

He shakes his head as if that would shoo the thoughts away. Sadly, it doesn’t…he thinks about it all night. The image is burned into his brain and something tells him he’ll be using it to help him get himself off one of these nights.