New weapons are in development. Say hello to the Brella! Much like an Umbrella, it offers both beauty and functionality. Press and hold the ZR button to open it up and block enemy attacks. If you continue to hold down the button…you can even launch it forward! Of course, once launched, you won’t be able to open it for a while, so use it wisely.
It appears this weapon type will be ready for Turf War battles in an update after the game launches.
do you ever think about how Problematic™ your early teen ships would have been if tumblr existed back then? like. jesus.
kids these days: you have no idea how great it was to enjoy, for example, violent possession/manipulative bodysharing hard dubcon in peace. thirteen year old me needed space to be freaky.
Requested by @v-ii-mcmlxxxv a sweet girl that enjoyed my writing so much inspired me to write an imagine for her and luckily my writing streak is still so strong I was able to write this in the same day I got the request :3 Anyway I hope you all enjoy this request and thank you for reading my work! Don’t be afraid to request something ♡
“What is your problem?!” I yelled at Jeff as he followed me
across the courtyard.
“We have to talk about this y/n!” Jeff screamed back, his
hand wrapping around my wrist pulling me close and keeping a grip so I couldn’t
get away from his easily.
“I don’t want to talk to you! All you do is give me crap
about anything especially talking with any guy except for you!” I growled
moving closer to him, noticing the crowd surrounding us but I had had enough of
Jeff’s attitude this week, “How about you take your head out of your ass and
realise I’m not trying to get with any other guy, I’m in fucking love with you”
I shouted tearing up as the words shot out of my mouth, I didn’t want it to be
“What?” Jeff questioned his tone dropping along with the
frustrated look on his face.
I shook my head not wanting to keep talking, afraid if I did
more hidden confessions would come out and my world could collapse around me. I
chose to run and escape this reality, I pushed out of the crowd that formed
around us and jumped into my car. Tears were streaming down my face as I drove
without a place in mind, I watched as the buildings passed. I stopped the car
and realised I was at the beach, I got out of the car stumbling onto the sand
as my body shook from the intense emotions racking my body.
After I sat in the sand crying for what felt like hours I
heard a car drive and park next to mine, I didn’t have to look up to know who
it was. Jeff sat next to me and I looked at him with tears still streaming down
“Why are you here?” I force out, my voice scratchy from
crying so much, a painful look struck on his face, “Are you here to yell at me
again?” I questioned angrily.
Jeff’s face changed to frustration, “I’m not here to yell at
you. I just want to talk, like I said before, but now there’s something more
important to talk about” I glanced at him knowing exactly what he said about to
sat, “You said you love me y/n, I can’t just forget that”
“Why not? I know you don’t feel the same about me, you’re
Jeff Atkins, the star baseball player at Liberty High. Why would you be in love
“Of course I love you!” He shouted making me freeze up.
“I’m in love with you y/n. You’re my best friend, how could
I not be in love with you? You’re beautiful and smart and every time you smile
at me you just take my breath away” Jeff whispered moving closer to me “That’s
why I didn’t want you to talk to other guys because what if you fell in love
them? Then what chance would I have?”
Not thinking about answering him I brought my lips to his
and kissed him with all the passion I was feeling for him, finally making one
of my dreams a reality. Jeff kissed back, laid his jacket onto the sand then
softly brought me down to lay on his jacket, his lips travelled down my neck
and his hands gripped my body making me moan at his rough touch.
“More please” I begged tilting my head back
wanting him to kiss further down my neck.
Jeff chuckled “And to think you’ve been hating me for
the whole week”
I rolled my eyes “Are you going to fuck me or do I have
to get someone else to do it?”
He growled and ripped open my button up shirt, I squealed
and grinned at him, biting my lip, his roughness turning me on. He roughly
attached his lips to the skin not hidden behind my bra making me whine in
pleasure and run my fingers through his hair, I reached my hands under me and
undid my bra. Jeff groaned at the sight of my boobs with no distractions, he
took my nipple into his mouth sucking and biting it lightly. I gasped and
tugged at his hair “Jeffrey” I whimpered.
A deep moan erupted from his chest and he quickly pulled off
my jeans, his following suit soon after, “do you want me?” He
questioned pulling out a condom.
“Of course I do; I love you”
He grinned and kissed me quickly before sliding the condom
on and inserting himself into me, I clenched onto his bicep as he filled me
with his thick cock, gasping into his ear while he moaned deeply into mine.
“You are so tight” he mumbled to me staying still as I got
used to him stretching me out.
I gave him a reassuring nod and he kissed my forehead before
rocking his hips, pushing his cock deeper into me, I moaned loudly tilting my
head back “Jeffrey!”’
Jeff moved harder and faster keeping himself up above me as
he fucked and kissed me, moaning into my mouth as I dragged my nails down his
back. His lips travelled down my body again and captured my nipple into his
mouth sucking on it, I dug my nails into his back feeling my climax grow
“I’m close” I whisper.
Jeff nodded and gently pushed my legs up so they were
touching my chest and started to thrust deeper “fuck!” I squealed from the
Jeff leaded down moaning into my ear gently as his hips
slowed down making the feeling more intense, I didn’t notice as he moved a hand
down and gasped when I felt his thumb touch my clit “Cum for me y/n, scream my
name” Jeff whispered.
I followed Jeff’s request climaxing intensely on to his
cock, screaming out his name, soon Jeff moaned loudly as well making aware that
he too came. Jeff chuckled and kissed me deeply.
“I love you so much and I’m sorry for making you cry” He
apologised affectionately making me smile and reply “It’s okay, I love you too”
john’s appearance just says so much about him. he’s so buttoned up at the start, and even when he wears jumpers instead of button-downs, they’re so bulky. they keep him hidden. protected. but as early as tbb we see him in that stripey shirt–it’s still long-sleeved but it’s thinner, more relaxed. it’s john settling into being comfortable around sherlock and being comfortable with himself.
but then after sherlock jumps, it reverts, gets even worse. he starts wearing the scarf in s3, covering himself up more, protecting the vulnerability of his own bare neck. the only time we really see him in anything more relaxed is
at the start of hlv
when he’s in bed dreaming of sherlock, which is the only place he can allow himself to be open about his desires anymore.
so the fact that in trf, he’s lounging around the flat in his short little bath robe, bare chest and bare legs, it’s so striking. it’s such a difference from both where he started and where he ends up after the fall. he’s allowing himself to be so open, in a way we never see from him again after that, and it’s his love for sherlock that did that, that let him grow into being that comfortable as who he is. it’s heartbreaking that it’s so short-lived.
In which Harry adds a surprise guest into the equation (Zayn).
Well,,,,,,,,, the Harry imagine just about killed me, so truly from the bottom of my heart thanks for that. Hahah, can you do one with Harry AND Zayn? A threesome where the reader has a daddy kink?
Author’s note: I actually hate this. Be gentle!
“Hey, babe,” you greet as you stumble through the doorway. Your feet have been aching in a new pair of heels. Undoing the buckles quickly and whipping the shoes into a corner, you glance up into the depths of a dark hotel room, eyes straining to adjust.
The curtains are drawn over the window, only a crack of L.A. streetlight seeping into the center of the room. You can faintly make out Harry’s silhouette on the edge of the mattress.
You take a firm step forward before another two wobbly ones back. There’s a second form on the bed, seated right beside Harry. Your fingers fumble along the wall for the light switch.
“Zayn?” You’re surprised as dim light filters through the space from a far lamp. Both of the boys squint, eyebrows drawn low on their foreheads.
“’S right.” Zayn smiles, flashing his teeth for a brief moment. “Hi, Y/N.”
N/A: You guys are awesome, y’ know? I hope that God have mercy on my soul and that I haven’t written anything wrong here. but if I did let me know, please. And please, I need to know if I have a chance to improve on this topic or if I should discard of my options! I hope you guys have fun! (I think I shouldn’t be allowed to choose titles)
It was late at night when you finally came home, tired after the intense hours of rehearsa, you mentally thanked yourself for having the idea to shower and change clothes before leaving your ballet class. You slowly unlocked the door and tried to be as quiet as possible, leaving
at the side of the entrance and locking the door again. You got rid of your shoes and walked in your fingertips amid the dark apartment, knowing that your boyfriend would already arrived from his trip and would be sleeping. But then your breath caught in
you arrived in
bedroom doorway, seeing him lying amid
white sheets and being illuminated by the moonlight coming through the open window. You bit
bottom lip admiring his physical exposed and gulped when you noted that he was naked. And awake.
“Tom?” you whispered, feeling the heat rise through your body, an effect that only he could cause on you so quickly.
“Yes, my love?” he leaned on his elbows so he could look better at you, licking his lips before smirking.
“I missed you.” you lifted a hand to your hair, releasing of the bun and letting it drop on your shoulders. You suddenly didn’t feel so tired, the way Tom stared at you increasing your arousal.
“Show me.” he ordered hoarsely, making you shudder.
“Don’t take your eyes.”
You smiled innocently, rising
hands over your thighs, lifting your dress slightly before taking
hands to the buttons, opening them up one by one and letting
fingers caress the skin that was being exposed. Your dress fell to the floor exposing your breasts and lace pantie, you slid
breasts, caressing them for a moment before sliding
panties, playing with it before you take it.
“Stop.” Tom ordered again, making you look up searching for his eyes, smiling when you noticed the lust in his blue ones. “Come here.”
You approached the bed with slow steps, but having time to support only one knee on the mattress before Tom pulled you to
straddle his waist and
wrap his arms around your back. His mouth went directly to your breasts, playing with his tongue before he pulled your nipple between his teeth, sucking hard. You felt his fingers splaying around your throat, making you arch your neck a little and whimper. Then with a quick movement
his body was hovering over yours, his knees pressing your thighs apart, and a whine scaped from your lips as he quickly tore your lace panties and one of his hand moved between your legs to press against your clit.
“Are you already wet for me, my love?” Tom groaned against the skin of your neck, you felt him sucking your sensitive spot and you knew that the next day would have a hickey there.
“Yes…” you moaned,
trying to move your hips to reciprocate his movement on your clit, but Tom noticed your intentions and pulled his hand away to hold on your thigh while the other hand he used to support him on the mattress. “Please, don’t tease me anymore.”
“You need to behave first, baby girl.” you heard him
whisper while grinding down onto your core, you bit hard your lower lip to keep a moan and Tom chuckled, lifting his face to be able to stare at you. “Who am I trying to fool?“
You moaned loudly in surprise when you felt Tom
thrust hard without notice, he didn’t wait for you to get used to him and kept moving into you. Your fingers clutched at his shoulders while your body shivered with
each deep thrust. With almost a month without him, your body was on fire and completely sensitive so soon you felt
contracting around him tightly, and Tom’s eyes rolled back.
“Shit, you’re so damn tighter than before.”
he growled in pleasure,increasing the speed and strength, making the sound of your bodies bumping against each other take the room in mixture of your groans. “I will not last long tonight, my love.”
“Almost… Oh, Thomas.” you mewled, feeling one of his hands between your bodies moving against your clit and your head roll back on the pillows, your lips parted and your moan got caught in your throat
as your orgasm came powerful.
Tom moaned next to your ear when he reached his climax, decreasing slowly his movements until he stopped and fell at your side, gently pulling you to cuddle in his chest. You were silent as you tried to catch your breath and you just giggled when you felt Tom’s heart beat wildly. He kissed your temple than kissed your hair, stroking your face before sliding his fingers up to
face to look at him. Tom smiled tenderly, leaning to kiss
lips with all his passion and longing, pulling out a small sigh from
“God, how I missed you.” he sighed in relief, holding you against his body a little longer before raising from the bed, he picked up his shirt that it was your favorite handing to you so then he could put a boxer, Tom smiled as he lay back on your side and watched you put his shirt. “You’re so beautiful, I really am one of the luckiest men in the world.”
“And I’m one of the luckiest women in the world.” you giggled, lying with your back against his chest so you could sleep spooning and he readily hugged your waist, hiding his face in your neck.
“What would I do without you?”
“You wouldn’t be one of the luckiest men in the world.” you sighed, closing your eyes as you felt him chuckle behind you.
“I love you too, my love.” Tom kissed your neck, and you felt your heart warm. You loved make sex with your boyfriend, but what is really good are the moments that you’re like this.
Genre: Cam Boy!AU, smut, angst (ooh there be drama in this chapter hehe)
Warnings: oral (female receiving, spanking, intrusion of someones sex life lol
Word Count: 2,502 words
A/N: Lmao, I wrote half of this in class today. I don’t know how I didn’t get caught wow. BUT FINAlly, I uploaded another part whoop whoop. I hope this lives up to expectations of the people who have been waiting a while >.< sorry about the wait!
That wasn’t even close to what you were feeling. You felt used, disappointed, upset, betrayed…the possibilities were endless.
You didn’t understand why Seokjin would ask you to be apart of his cams, but walk into a party a few days later with a random girl on his hips, calling her his so called “girlfriend”. Sure, they looked cute together, but it made you feel used. It was stupid to get your hopes up, there was no way Jin, your best friend, was going to let you fuck him casually for the help of fans in his cams (aye it rhymes).
“You okay? You’ve been staring at her for a while,” Jungkook pointed out as he came and grabbed a seat beside you, referring to Seokjin’s girlfriend.
“There’s no point in lying when it’s so obvious. I swear, everyone knows about your crush on Jin hyung. Apart from him…he’s an idiot.” Jungkook took a sip from the red cup in his hands, hissing slightly at the burning sensation that was felt in his throat afterwards.
“It’s not a crush, don’t make me sound like a teenaged girl,” you huffed, the alcohol starting to catch up to you.
You saw Jin’s girlfriend (What was her name again? Jei? Jia? Frankly, you couldn’t care at that exact moment) giggle and press her lips against his. The ones that were on yours only a few days ago. You tried not to let it show how much it infuriated you, but on the inside you were screaming.
You took a big gulp of the drink that was in your cup, finishing it all and throwing it to the side somewhere, not caring if someone was going to have to clean it up later on. It wasn’t your place anyway.
“Come on Kook, dance with me,” you reached out to grab his hand, taking him by surprise and pulling him into the middle of the room where everyone was practically grinding on one another. You didn’t think of Jungkook as a toy, but right now you just needed Jin’s eyes on you, not his girlfriend. Make him horny and possibly jealous? Seems easy enough.
Maybe you were just a little too drunk, maybe just a little too horny, or maybe just a little too mad, but you didn’t plan on grinding down onto Jungkook so much you would send the child off with a boner that was straining against his tight jeans. Now you were alone and there was no point in staying around anymore. Perhaps you should have just left when you saw Jin walk in with another girl. At least then you would have Jungkook as a friend to keep you company.
You sighed as you walked back into your apartment later on that night, getting out your phone and texting Jungkook you had gotten home alright. Taking off your heels, you slumped down on the couch not giving a crap about taking the makeup off your face or changing out of the tight dress you wore that night.
You were glad you had left
The constant image of Seokjin sucking off whatever-her-name-was’ face was imbedded in your mind. It made you mad, made you sick, disgusted. But it wouldn’t leave. Never did you expect a person like him to be a (lowkey) porn star or to ask his best friend to be involved in one of his videos. You didn’t take him for someone who would play with someone’s feelings like he did to you.
A notification from your phone tore your mind away from the images in your head. You sat up and grabbed your phone from from your purse. Pressing your thumb against the home button, you opened it up to her message.
What the fuck is this!? When did this happen!
You opened the photo and to your disappointment, it was a slightly blurry photo of a half naked Seokjin and his girlfriend. You clicked out of the picture, not wanting to see that at all.
He’s doing a freaking live with a random chick and it’s not you?
What the hell? When did this happen? Who is she?
I can see you reading these messages Y/N…
You didn’t feel like responding to her and explaining why you were a broken mess over the fact Seokjin had gotten himself someone else to pleasure his sexual needs. That’s probably all he saw you as, a toy to fuck when he was horny and then thrown away if he found someone better…which he did by the looks of it.
You tried to ignore the fact he was doing another live, you really did, but you were stupid. Too curious. Opening your laptop, you typed in the link that you had memorised, clicking on the video that had a small ‘live’ button at the bottom of it.
A horrible idea? That’s what this was. This was basically you spying into their sex life, but then again, their sex life was being broadcasted in a way. You wondered how she had even said yes to all this when it had only been about a week since they started seeing each other.
It seemed like forever until the video loaded, a slightly blurred out image of the two appearing on your laptop screen. They were practically almost naked, only Jin’s boxers remained and his girlfriend’s bra and panties. But in a matter of moments, even her bra was removed but not a second passed until Jin’s lips were wrapped around her perky nipples but for some reason, you weren’t able to take your eyes off the screen (even though you knew how much it would hurt you).
Jin’s girlfriend moaned a little at his touch when his fingers rubbed her mound over her wet panties, a small ‘pop’ sound echoing as he moved his mouth off one of her nipples. He glanced up at her and you didn’t miss the smirk he shot up at her.
“Lay back babe,” Seokjin’s voice came out low and husky, turning you on even in this fucked up situation. She obliged, letting her back lay against his soft bed sheets that you remembered from the last time you were at his.
Jin placed fluttery kisses to her smooth thighs. Self consciousness was starting to kick in for you. You can’t blame him for choosing her, she was stunning. She was slim but curvy in the right places. She was beautiful…a handsome man and a beautiful women together. That’s why he went with her, not you. It made sense.
You were too caught up in your own thoughts to even notice that Jin’s plump lips were wrapped around her clit, sucking gently whilst rolling his tongue around it every now and then. It had her arching off the bed as her hands came down to grip at his fading blonde locks. You remembered the night he had done it to you, you remembered the feeling, how good he had made you feel. The rolls of his tongue and the contrast with his teeth as he gently clamped his teeth around it, not enough to hurt you but just the right amount to have you lose your words.
“F-Fuck, Jin…” she moaned out, using her hands to press his face into her pussy even more if possible. It only made him chuckle and let out a strangled groan as she pulled his hair just a little too hard. That had sent all the self control you had out the door. That little groan from Seokjin is what made you die a little on the inside.
At this point you couldn’t even care. You lost your self control and your hand slipped in between your panties, lightly pressing your finger against your clit, sighing at the almost sudden pleasure it gave you.
“Mm, you taste so sweet baby. You wanna cum for me? Around my fingers as they pump into you, yeah?” God how you had missed his dirty talk, you were a sucker for it. You and the girl on screen let out moans at the same time, the only difference was she was actually experiencing Seokjin’s expertise, not thinking about them like you were doing.
“Fuck, y-yes.” Her upper body arched off the bed and she bit her bottom lip as Jin’s fingers eased themselves inside her walls, fingers falling from his hair and gripping the bedsheets instead.
“Shit, you’re so tight babe. I can’t wait to stretch your tight little pussy out with my cock soon,” he only smirked up at her. Jin’s vulgar words made her go a bright shade of red. You were a mess at home. Your fingers were soaked with your juices watching the scene play out in front of you.
One of Seokjin’s hands came to hold her thighs apart as his other hand was occupied with your hole, pumping in and out without a break or without slowing down. He could feel her walls clench around his two fingers which only made him chuckle.
“Close so soon baby?” She only whimpered back, a little embarrassed he was going to make her cum so quick, but he was good with his fingers, no- he was great, amazing in fact. His lips came to wrap around her pea sized bud again. Jin wasn’t able to hold back on rocking his hips against the bed, groaning lowly at the friction that his hard cock was getting. That’s what you needed to hear. His groaning was more of a turn on for you than you would have liked to admit.
“J-Jin, I’m- I’m gonna cum, fuck,” she struggled in getting out any words that made sense, voice slightly hoarse.
“C’mon baby, cum for me, let go.” That’s all it took for her walls to pulse and clench around his fingers, orgasm flowing throughout her body as she moaned out his name like a mantra. Jin didn’t remove his fingers from her heat or his mouth away from her clit until she was weakly pushing him away as oversensitivity started to kick in.
“Open your mouth,” he said, removing his glistening fingers from her with a lewd noise (which made her flush red once again) and holding them up to her mouth. She opened it, taking in his fingers into her mouth as well as rolling her tongue to gather her own juices.
“You taste sweet, don’t you baby girl?” He questioned to which she nodded, a low whine leaving her lips as he pulled her fingers away from her mouth. “On your hands and knees.”
She got into the position, Jin’s hand coming down across her ass making the smooth skin go a shade of light pink. She gasped in shock, but he kisses her cheek afterwards, a soothing action after his rough one.
Seokjin moved back and slipped off his boxers, a low hiss escaping him as the cold air hit his erection. His hand came to wrap around it. He groaned as his hand moved across his dick before he moved behind his girlfriend again. Jin rubbed the head of his dick against her folds, wanting to make her beg before he took away her ability to form coherent words (he’s a tad cocky isn’t he).
“Beg for it baby. Come on, beg for my cock.”
“Shit, Jin please. Pl-Please fuck me already, I want y-you to fill me with your cum, please.” Her voice came out needy and high pitched, the way he was rubbing his dick against her folds and her clit made her want the real thing, and fast.
Seokjin chuckled lowly before guiding his dick into her slick heat, instantly groaning at the tightness that enveloped it.
“God, baby, you feel so good,” he groaned, stilling inside her as he let her adjust for a few moments before he pulled back until his tip remained inside her. He slammed his hips back into her ass, not going slow from the beginning. Skin slapping, moans and low groans were filling the room. His girlfriend wasn’t able to hold herself up, not when Jin was fucking her this good, so her upper body fell into the pillows.
At this point, your head was tossed back, two fingers buried deep inside your heat as your thumb rubbed against your clit. You weren’t concentrating on what was happening on the laptop screen, instead you drowning out the moans of his girlfriend and were focusing on Seokjin’s low grunts and moans that were falling from his swollen pink lips.
“Look at you baby,” he bought his hand down to her ass again, making it flush a shade of pink. “Your cunt is taking my cock so well, so pretty. You’re making my cock so wet babe,” he grunted out. So pretty? It was a lie. His girlfriend wasn’t the prettiest girl in his eyes. He wasn’t thinking about her as his cock was buried deep inside her. He wasn’t thinking of her when he ate her out.
Jin was thinking of you.
It was wrong, he knew that. But no one was as beautiful as you were to him. No one was more down to earth, no one was more dorky and lovable and cute as you were to him. The only reason he had even gotten hard, was at the thought of you being on your knees taking him into your pretty little mouth. He was imagining it was your pussy that he was pounding, not his girlfriends. It didn’t compare to yours.
Jin let his thoughts run wild at the thought of you. It didn’t take long before he felt himself starting to reach his peak and felt her walls clench around him again.
“You wanna cum again? So fucking greedy,” he muttered, grabbing a hold of her hips with one hand as the other slipped around to her clit, drawing figure eights on it. “C’mon baby, cum for me again. Cum around my cock like the good little girl you are.”
The second he felt her orgasm rush over her, Jin came as well, tossing his head back with a groan at how her walls were clenching around his cock. It was only a few moments after Jin reached his peak that you reached yours, letting out a broken moan of Seokjin’s name as you did.
Seokjin rode out both his and his girlfriends highs, stilling after a little and trying to regain his breath before he slipped out of her and shooting a tired smile to the camera before shutting it off and going back to clean himself and her up.
You on the other hand sat there, catching your breath but still not believing you came while Jin was fucking his girlfriend. You needed to say something to him about this messed up situation that’s for sure. But you thought it was nice to go to sleep for the time being, especially after all that had happened that night.
Disclaimer: Kind of want to make this into a series. ILY
Stiles Stilinski was a world class asshole. He knew how to
push just about every single one of your buttons and make you practically pull
out your hair. The reason you and him didn’t get along was because you two were
both super stubborn and always thinking your right even if you’re wrong. So
today was no exception, as you sat at the lunch table with the pack, you and
Stiles started bickering about nothing really. Scott was used to it but
everybody else found it a little annoying but there was really no way of stop
the two of you. Besides that, the pack was planning on how to find out what
Theo was doing with his pack of chimeras. The plan was to follow them out to
the Beacon Hills look out and investigate on what they were doing. But there
was a catch. “Well the thing is, the Chimeras are very good at sensing other
supernatural beings but, with humans it’s not as easy to track the smell.”
Scott said as he looked at you and Stiles. “No way, I’m not going with Y/n, absolutely
no way!” He said. “Yeah I can go by myself I don’t need Stiles to go with me,
plus he’s really no help anyways.” You smiled at Scott; Stiles scoffed and
rolled his eyes. Malia growled “Shut up the both of you, you guys are going,
Scott even said so. So just get along for one freaking night that’s all we’re
asking.” Everyone in the pack looked impressed but you and Stiles. You really
had no way out of this so you both growled a unison ‘okay’. And the rest of the
plan was made.
Hopping into the blue jeep with a sigh kicking your feet up
on the dash. Your outfit was semi black and so was Stiles’. You needed to blend
in, and it was approaching night so black was your best bet. Stiles talked with
Scott for just a second longer then hopped into the jeep with a slight growl. “Off.”
He said as he started his jeep. “Nah, I’m good.” You replied. He looked at you
and for the first time in forever, you didn’t hate him as much as you usually
do. His golden eyes glinted in the moon light and his hair was qiffed in the
perfect manner. You found him really irresistible but you would never tell him
that. As he looked at you he almost looked hungry. “Let’s get this show on the
road.” You said while still looking deep into his eyes. His eyes left you and you almost felt sad.
The drive to the lookout was awkward. The heat between your
legs was starting to get worse and worse.
You squeezed your legs together to get some king of friction there. “How
do we know they’re going to be there?” You questions picking at your nails. “We
don’t, Scott seems to think they are going to be so we go and wait.” He replied.
Pulling over onto the shoulder of the lookout making sure you were completely hidden,
you and Stiles just sat and waited. With the most awkward silence, you just stared
into the black trees waiting for any sign of Theo or one of the Chimeras for
about 30 minutes. Getting tired of the silence you commented something that was
in your mind the whole night. “What a great way to spend a Friday night.” You
laughed and so did he. “What would you even be doing?” He scoffed. “Well as a
matter of fact Stilinski I would be having a very hot date with Netflix.” He
looked at you again, “Well I would be having an actual date with an actual
girl. Not that you know anything about that.” “You know what, why do you have
to put me down legit all the time?” “Because If I don’t do it, nobody else
will.” When that came out of his mouth it hurt. The fact that he actually does
it because nobody else will really pisses you off. “You know what Stilinski
fuck off.” You grabbed the door handle and ripped the door open then slamming
it shut while walking into the pitch black trees. Stiles got out of the jeep
but not immediately, showing you that it wasn’t really a problem of his that
you were mad. “You know you’re going to
get lost.” He says trailing behind you. The only thing lighting up the
blackness was the moonlight and you tiny flashlight on your phone screen. “Rather
get lost than sit another minute in that jeep with you.” You yelled. Coming across a lake house with
the lights lit up, you sat on the bench off onto the distance of it. It must
have been a party thrown by some rich snob. It wasn’t as nice as Lydia’s lake
house but it was still pretty nice. Stiles surprisingly came up behind you and
sat next to you. “Good thing we didn’t get lost.” You just starred at the party
going on. The events that happened next just pissed you off even more than you
had already been. Stiles hand planted itself on your upper thigh and started
moving its way up your skirt. You looked at him with a warning look but you didn’t
“What baby girl, don’t like to play a little dirty
sometimes?” He whispered in your ear simultaneously riding his hand closer and
closer to your core. Your breath hitched in your throat from the nickname. A
boost of confidence surged through your blood, “Why what are you going to do…
Daddy?” After that everything went haywire. Stiles roughly grabbed your neck
and connected your lips obviously liking the nickname you gave him. Teeth
clashing, tongues battling for dominance, his obviously won. Picking you up and
setting you on top of the picnic table, he roughly unzipped your jacket and ripped
open your button up. You yelped when he did this which just gave him even more
confidence. “How do you want to play baby girl? Hmm? You want to go rough or go
soft?” “I don’t know daddy. You’re in charge.” He took that as a yes and
started UN buttoning his pants and sliding them down to his ankles then he did
the same to yours.
Stiles wasn’t very patient at the moment so there wasn’t very
much foreplay. “Sorry baby but I need you; I’ll take you home and take my time
with you later.” You moaned in response and he rammed his hard dick right into
you. The scream you gave could have made anyone worried if they cared enough
but in Beacon Hills there was always someone screaming over something. Stiles
was very experience and he hit just about ever spot perfectly every time. As
his hand came down on to your back side that’s when you knew that this won’t be
the only hook up of yours. The moan that came out of you and the growl that
came out of his mouth was so sexy it almost made you cum. “Daddy, I’m close.”
You choked out. “Me to baby girl, me too.” With that you both let go.
The getting dressed after wasn’t as awkward as you would
think it actually was kind of nice. “Stiles.” He hummed an ‘Hmm’ in response. “Why
do you hate me?” He looked back at you as he slid his shirt on and handed you
his jacket because he ripped your shirt. “I only hated you because I couldn’t have
you.” “Well you have me now.”
Stiles Stilinski was
an asshole but you saw a whole new side of him tonight that you haven’t seen
I made another sweater with dress/skirt design. The beige cardigan has a few buttons open up top and bottom. It’s based on an actual cardigan my roommate had in college. I loved it and would “steal” it (she knew) from her closet to wear all the time. It was a very old dark beige cardigan with hand stitched flowers and patterns on it.
This is the outfit my character Fiona wears a lot. The patterns/flowers don’t really show up much because it is light colored but I love it anyway.
Imagine Jared Leto is Your Best Friend’s Dad - Chapter 10
Chapter 10 - Spell
This chapter was inspired by the song “I Put a Spell On You” by Annie Lennox. I highly suggest you listen as you read. Enjoy!
We turned in part one of our project and now we had the weekend to finish it. Allegra thought it’d be best to wait until then, so we could really focus. Not sure how much focusing I can handle, memories of Mr. Leto from Monday night were still swarming in my mind like hornets in a nest. Nevertheless, she’s decided to spend the night at my house this time because her dad has to go on his routine real estate convention once every other month. Like that’s what I need, a break from Mr. Leto.
Saturday couldn’t come any sooner. The week absolutely dragged. It felt like an eternity since I’d seen Mr. Leto, not to mention, it’s getting harder to look Allegra in the eye at times.
But this Saturday was particularly special; it was our Fall Festival. Every year, our neighborhood throws this big bash in the evening to celebrate fall with a parade, hayrides, magic acts, singers, candy apples, you name it! My mom, my brother, Allegra and I plan to go once her dad drops her off.
I looked at my outfit in the mirror; I had on a cream-colored mid-drift, some earth green slouch pants and a green checkered-pattern shirt.
“Coming!” I yelled. I put my last finishing touches on my messy bun and skipped to the door.
Mr. Leto greeted me holding Allegra’s overnight bag. Forget my outfit, he emulated rugged hot: his faded blue jeans hung from his waste with a fitted white t-shirt was snug around his abs and an open an unbuttoned plaid shirt hung from shoulders, interlaced with brown, red and tan stripes. He looked at me through obscure aviator shades.
“Hey, Kerri. Wow, look at you…” he said huskily as he gave me the elevator eyes, taking me in. The grit in his voice roused my senses.
“What was that dad?” Allegra asked as she ran up to the house as she swung her book bag over her shoulder.
“I was just saying that I didn’t know a rock star lived here!” his voice boomed as he recovered quickly and stepped into the house. The whiff of his cologne tickled my nose as he passed me. He was absolutely intoxicating.
“Yeah, Kerri, you look so hot. Any special reason?” curiosity rang in her voice. I knew she was alluding to Derek. I tried my best not to make eye contact with Mr. Leto.
“It’s the fall festival. I gotta look good!” I paced my hand behind my head and fashioned a pose.
We burst into laughter instantly.
My mom came around the waved Mr. Leto in the kitchen. Their conversation became murmurs as I got Allegra’s bags settled in the living room.
“You know, I was thinking, Raquel…” Mr. Leto began as he entered the living room. “I’ll take the girls and Nico to the festival. Take them off your hands a bit. Before this convention I could clear my mind a bit with some…festivities” He spoke that last word with a resounding firmness before shooting a seductive glance in my direction. His too familiar smile slowly crept on his face.
I could feel my body temperature rise at the speed of light. My face felt flushed. I quickly turned my attention to Allegra’s bags to try and distract myself.
“Oh… well, sure, Jared. Thanks!” She finished tucking in Nico’s shirt and kissed him on the forehead. “And Kerri, I’ll bake start on the first couple batches of cookies you made while you’re out. You all have fun!” She hugged me and vanished into her favorite room of the house, the kitchen.
There were people gathered all throughout the street. The festival stretched five blocks down, but everyone was gathered at the main attraction was the parade.
“Hey Nico, look! It’s Spongebob.” Allegra went ahead of us to get a better view for Nico. I trailed behind them with Mr. Leto behind me.
There was a tug at my shirt. I shrugged it off it because there were so many people crowding around, it was hard for all of our bodies and bags not to graze each other every now and then.
I felt it again and looked to see it was Mr. Leto’s hand sliding against my opened buttoned up shirt. My head made a sudden turn in his direction but that didn’t stop him. His hand found my right side and stoke it gently. His hands were so soft and cool against my bare skin. I looked around, worried someone would see, but everyone’s eyes were fixated on the show before them.
there’s a windows update going around, so here are some friendly reminders
go over your privacy settings again, even if you did the pre-update survey thing
there will be things you want to change or didn’t know existed or that are new that they enabled by default which you’ll want to disable depending on how you use your device
check if there are any new ~windows default apps~ that have been installed (or old ones you already got rid of once that have been reinstalled) and clean that shit up
make sure system restore is enabled, even if you already manually enabled it before the update***
*** if you have windows 10 and you have not manually enabled system restore, you do not have it enabled. without system restore there is no midway point between “turn it off and turn it on again” and “whelp, reset the computer and have to reinstall all your programs and reconfigure all your settings.” this is a stupid thing for windows to have turned off by default and i do not understand why windows 10 does this.
to turn on system restore in windows 10:
1. in the regular settings area, go to “Update and Security” 2. go to the sub-section called “Backup” 3. under the “File History” heading, click the “More Options” link 4. this opens a section that looks like there’s nothing there, except a couple links. one should be “See advanced settings” - click that 5. this opens up a new window in the old control panel style, with options for file history settings. what you need is actually not here, because windows wanted to make this as difficult as possible. 6. in the bottom left corner there should be a couple ~related~ links, one of which is “Recovery” - click this 7. now we’re close! you should be in an old control panel style window titled “Advanced recovery tools” 8. click the link called “Configure System Restore” (it will require admin privileges) 9. this opens up another window, where you can enable system restore! 10. it will be off by default; click the “Configure” button to open up a window where you can finally tell windows to turn on fucking system restore by selecting the radial button labeled “Turn on system protection” 11. you shouldn’t need to proportion any more than the default space for restore points, which is 3%. you’ll likely never actually use that much space. 12. while you’re here you might as well create your first restore point! from now on, though, your computer should create restore points any time changes are made, such as program or updates/patch installations, etc.
Characters: Steve Rogers, Female Reader, Wanda Maximoff
Warnings: Mild violence, language, talks about a dead body (Nothing I can really think of right now.
Summary: You are a forensic anthropologist working for the Smithsonian Institute in Washington D.C. when you and your team get recruited by the FBI to aid one of their top field agents, Special Agent Steve Rogers.
Author’s Note: So this is my first Marvel AU series and I’m quite nervous on how this is going to turn out. The series is going to be based on the TV show Bones and since the show is 12 seasons long I’m just going to base the series on some of my favorite episodes including the series finale coming out in the upcoming weeks. I only hope I do it justice. I want to thank @mrs-squirrel-chester for convincing me into writing this and for not only being as awesome beta but because she also made this kick-ass edit above.
THE GIRL IN THE POND: PART ONE
“Come on. Come on,” Wanda muttered to herself as she raced through Ronald Reagan National Airport, making her way through the large crowd of people before skidding to a stop at the arrivals board.
“I’m late.” She let out a breath, looking up at the board and noticed that it was beginning to malfunction. “This board is broken,” she said to a group of people who were also staring up at the board. “Uh? Did anyone meet the Uh, did anybody meet the flight from Guatemala? Aviateca airlines?” she questioned, her Sokovian accent thick. “Yeah, right. I’m late,” she muttered to herself again as everyone shook their heads no.
Turning on her heel, she walked over to the customer service desk where a young, well dressed man was standing there, on the phone.
“Excuse me?” Wanda asked. “Uh, you have a glitch on your arrivals board.”
The customer service agent ignored her as he continued to talk on the phone.
“Hello! Sir, excuse me.” She tried to grab the man’s attention again, only to be met by him holding up his index finger at her in annoyance.
Irritated and angry, she ripped open her pink button-up blouse revealing a pale pink, lacy bustier. The man turned around and dropped his phone on his desk with a thud, his jaw following as his dark eyes hungrily roamed over her curves.
“How can I help you?” the newly-interested agent asked.
“Yeah. Hi. The flight from Guatemala?” Wanda smirked raising an eyebrow.
“Please tell me you tried ‘excuse me’ first,” you said to Wanda, noticing her state of dress.
Anon Request: Would you do a Tom X plus size (actually plus size not just “chubby”) reader where Tom is finally going out with his girlfriend to announce their relationship? But the interviewers get nit picky and ‘give harsh critique’ on who he is dating? Like how he deserves someone better or more pretty? I have had a bad week and think this would cheer me up.
You stretched and rolled onto your back. As one arm reached for the man who should be to your left, the other draped over your eyes, feeling the brightness of the room even through your closed lids. You let out a low groan feeling the cool sheets. Of course, he was already up. The damn early bird. He was probably already not only up but had a run and a shower. You can smell coffee as you switch arms over your eyes to grope around to try to reach your phone on the side table. You eventually give up the blind search, moving your arm and opening an eye, greeted by his soft laugh.
“ Can you do a Bruce x Reader having sex after he saves her? Omg I’m so excited” - Anonymous
It’s precious followers like you that keep me going, here you are love❤️
It was just supposed to be a simple run to the grocery store. Nothing more, nothing less. How were you supposed to know that some thugs were looking for a fight with Bruce, your husband. You didn’t know anything!
It wasn’t your fault thought, it happened so quickly.
One minute, you’re contemplating on what you should help Alfred make for dinner on Sunday and the next, you get knocked upside the head with what it felt like a metal bat and thrown into a van.
Next thing you know, you’re tied up to a chair in the middle of a huge abandoned warehouse you were sure was way outside Gotham and guys with weird clown masks started taunting you about Bruce and then saying “"Batman ain’t gon save you know!” Or “ if your husband knows what’s good for him, he would follow the ransom”
Of course you were scared. You were just a working wife and mother to four boys, you weren’t a fighter. You didn’t like violence. Hell, you still worry about the boys when they go out patrolling with Bruce every night.
But, thank god for Bruce’s over protectiveness and him putting a tracker in your cellphone for situations like this because after thirty minutes, he was there to save the day….or night.
You watched as he fought with ferocious anger and the way he handled every man was just……you couldn’t explain it.
Bruce was all man. Through and through.
A man with an intimidating demeanor , a man with beautiful posture and a man of such class, it almost scared you.
But it shook you up. In a good way.
Oh, you loved it when he took charge of things and just commanded things.
Yes, he was all man.
When he took you back home from that kidnapping, he did not stop until the both of you were in the master bedroom. You were fine with the way he swung you into the room and pushed you on the bed, not before locking the door, of course.
Quickly taking off the top part of his suit, he tossed it aside, letting it bang on the floor loudly and climbed on top of you and kissed you like he never had before. Oh, the kiss was the match that lit your fire. You let his tongue wrestle with yours softly as his hands explored ever inch of your quivering body. Ripping open your button up blouse, gripping your buttocks, making you gasp in his mouth as your own hands slide up and down his muscled bare back and chest you loved so much.
He moved his soft lips to your neck, sucking and licking your trigger spot just to hear you groan out in pleasure. He loved that sound you made. He loved how you let him control everything that was your body. It just made him want you more. Hell, he could go all night with you.
Sliding both your panties and your trousers off, he kissed down your stomach, while giving you a seductive smirk as he ran his long you get up and down your stomach, watching you squeal and squirm under him. Oh yes, he was planing on going all night with you.
Not even bothering to tease you, he went straight for your wet pussy, letting his toumge lick up and down and around your clitoris. That made you yell out and arch your back. Your hips would be bucking if he wasn’t holding them down with his big, rough hands as she went to town on you.
You kept moaning loudly, gripping his hair and occasionally, looking at him look at you with that same smirk, knowing that he does this to you. Knowing that he controls you.
And you loved it. Oh, how you loved it.
Sucking noises and moans filled the air as you were in pure bliss at the feeling he was giving you. And just as you were about to cum, he stops.
Just like that. He stops. You wanted to beg him to keep going and never stop but as soon as he took off his trousers and shoved his huge cock inside you, everything came back.
All that pleasure filled you as he pumped in your physique. Going faster and faster as you kept moaning his name and leaving scratch marks on his back.
He pumped into you as his head buried inside your neck, whispering “"You like that? You want me to go faster?” And “"Oh, I love your body so much,ahhh”
The bed creaked, the room was sex filled and you were in great amount of pleasure.
As all of that pleasure kept building up, your screams got louder and louder as his thrusts got harder and faster. He whispers. “ Let it go baby, let all go.”
And that’s what you did. You released all of yourself on him as he released himself in you.
Thrusts getting sloppier and slower, you both moan out your orgasm until it was over.
Not even bothering to move off of you, Bruce stayed on top of you, sweaty as you are and out of breath.
He rocked your world, left you sore, but you didn’t care. You were in too much of a good mood from your bedroom olympics to care about body pain.
Hell, you didn’t care if anyone heard. All you cared about was your man that was on you, just as tired as you are. In pure euphoria.
A/N: I’ll be the first to say this, I have written smut but never posted it. Now that I know people actually love my writing, I’m more confident on doing more of these. So thank you for this.
Let me know what you think, I seriously want your feedback, it helps me become a better writer. Thank you love, hoped you enjoy ❤️