pairing: kiss me while i drive

//Here to Watch the Game//

Word Count: 1254

Group: NCT U/127

Member: Taeyong

Warnings: SMUT 18+ read at your own risk 

Originally posted by yoon-to-the-oh

“Hurry up Y/N!”
Your best friend, Taeyong yelled as he sat on the couch, soda in hand. You were at his house to watch the latest soccer match. You rolled your eyes as the sound of the microwave beep interrupted your groan.  You grabbed the popcorn and walked over to him, placing it next to his hand as you sat next to it.  

“Do I get a thank you?”
“On what?”
“How good the popcorn is.”

You laughed and playfully hit his shoulder as he threw a popcorn into his mouth, smirking as he caught it.
“He shoots, he scores!”, you yelled as he smirked and chuckled while you clapped.
“You’re adorable.”, he murmured, looking into your eyes as yours met his.  

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Bite Me (Oneshot)

AN: Soooo guess who’s not dead? Yeah, sorry guys. I started my Senior year and everything just went to hell from there. Fortunately, I’m graduating next month and I won’t be starting college until the Fall, so guess who has more free time soon!? Anyways, I started a new request, but then remembered I had this one already started and almost done. So I finished it real quick and I’m posting it as a sort of apology for being so inactive. I hope this one is to your liking, anon!

Prompt:  Hi! Can you do a Bucky x reader where they kinda have a love/hate relationship and one day they are arguing and the reader is like “bite me” to Bucky and he’s like okay and leaves a bunch of hickeys on her. And then like the next day while them and the avengers are chilling Steve see’s the marks and is like the hell? And Bucky appears and is like she said bite me so I did. Sorry if this is confusing and thank you so much!!

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Swearing, teasing, angry/horny Bucky, heavy kissing, hickeys, no smut tho.

Gif not mine

The relationship between you and Bucky was friendly but at the same time… strained. At times the both of you would get along and sometimes actually hang out. Other times you would be at each other’s throats. This obviously was driving the team crazy since they never knew what mood the two of you would be in. However, everything finally came to a head one evening after a particularly stressful mission.

“Hey, Y/N, have you seen my-” Bucky was cut off as soon as he walked into the bathroom connected to your room and saw you. He narrowed his eyes and crossed his arms over his broad chest.

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Night Changes

Pairings: Sebastian Stan x Reader

Warnings: Alcohol consumption, unwanted sexual advances (It’s mild but it still might be graphic guys, read with caution) forced kissing, mentioned violence, angst 

Word Count: 1660

Summary: You see Sebastian out a bar months after you broke up and make a decision that goes horribly wrong. 

Request: Hello! Could I request prompt #8 ‘can you hold me?’ With Sebastian Stan? Like they broke up a while ago and one day she is drunk and it’s raining and they run into each other at the bar and he drives her home and fluff perhaps?

A/N: Thanks for the request Sweetheart, hope this is what you were looking for ! I deviated away from the prompt a little, and it’s way more angsty but this was just the idea that came to me. 

Admittedly, it should never have gotten to the point that it did. 

I should have had control over myself, over my emotions. I shouldn’t have drunk as much as I did and I certainly shouldn’t have been dancing as provocatively as I was with a man I didn’t know, letting him think that this was heading somewhere it wasn’t. I could still feel the way his fingers had dug into my hips as he rutted up against my ass and it made me feel sick. His breath had been stale with beer and I could still taste it no matter how many times I washed my mouth out. It was like he was lingering on me, reminding me of everything that had happened.

The night had started out harmlessly enough, a few drinks with the girls after work at the bar just down the road from our office. It had only just opened up and there was no better opportunity to try it out than Friday afternoon after a hard, gruelling week. We were having fun, teasing Sarah over her crush on our boss while we worked our way through our second round of cocktails.

It was only when I offered to get the next round that I saw him, the breath catching in my throat as he laughed, tilting his head back to finish off the beer in his hand while clapping the other onto his friends back. I stood there, in the same spot I’d frozen, just staring. It had been months since I’d seen him, since we’d called things off and honestly, it still hurt just as much as it had back then. Our lives had been in different places, his job taking him away for months at a time while mine continued here in New York.

We had the long distance relationship down pat, phone calls, texts and skype, we managed. But it was when he came home that the problems arose, each of us having to learn how to be together again. It was inevitable that our relationship was going to end.

A knock to my shoulder brought me back from my thoughts, my tongue licking over my lips as I continued on my way to the bar, my heart hammering inside of my chest. He looked happy, at ease and it only made me feel worse.

I took a deep breath as I rested my hands on top of the bar, my fingers drumming on the hard mahogany surface.
“What can I get for you?”
“Vodka,” I answered. “Straight, in a shot.”
The bartender quirked an eyebrow but said nothing as he grabbed the bottle from the shelf behind him, pouring out the shot and placing it in front of me. I threw it back quickly, wincing as the alcohol burned down the back of my throat, the tears stinging at the corner of my eyes at the strong taste. When it was all the way down, I raised my hand for another.

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Here to Watch the Game (Smut)

“Hurry up Y/N!”

Your best friend, C/N yelled as he sat on the couch, beer in hand. You were at his house to watch the latest football match. You rolled your eyes as the sound of the microwave beep interrupted your groan.  You grabbed the popcorn and walked over to him, placing it next to his hand as you sat next to it.

“Do I get a thank you?”


“On what?”

“How good the popcorn is.”

You laughed and playfully hit his shoulder as he threw a popcorn into his mouth, smirking as he caught it.

“He shoots, he scores!”, you yelled as he smirked a chuckled while you clapped.

“You’re adorable.”, he murmured, looking into your eyes as they met his.

“What did you just say?” you smiled.

“Nothing.” he said focusing his attention back on the tv.

“Oi!”, you said as you threw a popcorn at him.

“C’mon Y/N, you know better than to waste a good piece of popcorn”

C/N took a sip from his beer. You watched his lips curve around the bottle, wishing they were on yours. You had to admit that C/N was very attractive. You could slightly see his abs through his white shirt and wondered what they would look like with his clothes on the floor.  He was the perfect guy, and every girl at school knew that, including you. But whenever anyone asked him about his relationship status, he’d always tell them “Sorry I have a girl I’m going to see about”. And sometimes, deep in your heart, you thought that girl was you, and you wanted it to be you so bad. But you two had been best friends since the second grade, so he probably just thought of you as a friend, and you also had a great, not perfect, boyfriend who you liked.

You looked back to the TV so that he wouldn’t notice your staring, trying to focus on the game as you bit your lip in arousal. You started thinking about his lips, and how they would feel on yours, imagining how he would touch you with his large hands. You rubbed your legs together to fulfil your fantasies, feeling a wet spot forming in your panties.

Suddenly, you felt a strong hand pull your chin to the left. Then you felt a soft pair of lips on yours as your eyes closed. The kiss was slow and tender, and his lips moulded into yours perfectly.

“You drive me crazy with that lip bite.”he whispered as he gently bit your lip and pulled it, smiling into a second kiss. While his lips were on yours, his hand was moving up your bare leg, playing with the hem of your skirt.

“Do you like what i’m wearing?”


“On what?

“How good it looks on the floor.”

He smirked as you giggled, biting your lip as his lips trailed down your neck, sucking on your sweet spots.

“I don’t have sex on the first date.” you murmured with a smirk.

“There’s a first time for everything.”

You giggled as he got on the floor and kissed your inner thighs lightly. Your giggles slowly turned into moans.

“Doesn’t your boyfriend do this to you?”

Then you remembered that you did have a boyfriend.

“Shit. We need to stop.”

“Is he good to you baby?”

“C/N we shouldn’t-“

“Does he make you feel the way I do?”

Everything stopped, including C/N’s kissing. You didn’t love your boyfriend. He didn’t make you feel like the only girl in the world. But when you were with C/N, you always felt like you were his number one. C/N got on his knees and kissed your lips passionately, with a little bit of roughness this time.

“God,  fuck your boyfriend, just let me treat you well.”

He ripped your shirt in half and eagerly unhooked your bra, whipping it off swiftly. His lips trailed down your neck to your chest, eagerly sucking on your nipple as you moaned his name.

“Like that, huh?”

He smiled and continued kissing down your body.

“God you’re a fucking goddess.”

He lifted up your skirt, revealing your soaked white lace panties.

“Look at what you do to me C/N.”

“Does BF/N make you this wet?”, C/N asked as he removed your panties, licking the slit of your entrance in one swift move.

“Fuck, your pussy tastes so sweet.”

His tongue moved around your pussy, licking your labia ever so slowly.

“Don’t tease me C/N.”

“Just getting you ready for my favourite part.”

His tongue then moved to your clit, circling it at a rapid pace.

“Fuck, C.N. Don’t stop please.”

He then pulled his tongue out and swiftly inserted two fingers into your vagina, thrusting them in vastly as he used his other hand to take off his clothes. You moaned his name as he smirked.

“I-I’m gonna-“

“Wait, I wanna taste your cum.”

His fingers were quickly replaced with a tongue, while his tongue kept circling your clit.

“God, you have a first-class pussy.”

You clutched onto the couch as you tried to hold it in.


Then you let everything go, cumming on his face. Your body trembled as you screamed his name while his tongue kept circling your pussy.

“Fuck Y/N I need to feel you.”

He hopped on the couch and repositioned you so that your whole body was lying down on it. Then he took his underwear off, making his member spring right up. He positioned himself at your entrance and pushed him into her pussy, letting a moan escape his lips. He started to slowly thrust into you, bending down to kiss your neck and whisper in your ear.

“Do I fuck better than your boyfriend?”

“Faster C/N, please.”

“Answer me.”

“Ye- yes. Now just show me how it feels like to be fucked by a man.”

And with that request, he started slamming into you really hard, forcing you down on the couch as he made your walls drip. His lips then moved to your nipples again, tugging on them as you cried his name. Pleasure ran through your veins as his thrusts became harder and faster.

“Fuck baby your pussy feels so good.”

“Fuck C/N, I’m gonna cum again.”

“Can I cum in you Y/N?”

“It’s ok i’m on the pill.”

And with that, you both released into each other, crying each other’s names as C/N’s thrusts got faster, trying to keep the pleasure for as long as possible.

Your body trembled in pleasure as you two finished, C/N’s body falling on top of yours. You both panted, C/N breaking the sounds of pants.



“Break up with your boyfriend.”

“I’ll think about it.”

You grinned at him as he pressed his lips to yours. As your lips shared a soft embrace, the TV said, “Touchdown!”

“Talk about it.”, C/N skilled as you giggled. You both smiled at each other, smiling into a kiss.

“I love you.”, he whispered against our lips.

“I love you too.”

C/N then carried you upstairs to his bedroom, where he held you in his arms all night. Just before you closed your eyes, C/N whispered one last thing in your ear,

“I finally saw about that girl.”

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Quick Info - set after Sam and Dean get out of the prison. Dean is kind of an asshole
Word Count - 1500
Warnings - Angst. possible triggers (verbal abuse) Dean is kind of a dick…Don’t say you weren’t warned!

This was written for @avasmommy224‘s Birthday challenge. Happy Birthday, Sweetie!!!
My prompt -  “If you love me, you’re going to have to love all the things about me”

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No Control | Chapter Sixteen


Micky Bennett: college student, loyal friend, aspiring nurse, One Direction fan, Harry Styles enthusiast. Her best friend, Trevor, wins tickets to a show in New Jersey with meet and greet passes. Micky expects a quick photo op with the boys and a great night at the concert with her best friend. What she gets a whole lot more than she bargained for.

To read previous chapters, you can go here.

*Please feel free to reblog and send feedback. It’s much appreciated :)*

*Gif is not mine.*


The next morning, Harry and I leave pretty early, right after Mum serves up breakfast. I never realized my mother cooked so much until Harry said something about his own mum never even thinking about cooking two meals a day like my mum does. I always knew it was a little weird that my mum made such involved breakfasts everyday, but I also realized it was a little strange that she still did it, even though it was just her and Dad in the house for the most part. My mum just explains that she likes the act of cooking—says that it soothes her—and she enjoys actually having people in her home again to share it with.

My mum kisses us on our cheeks as she sees us out the door and to Harry’s car. She wishes us safe travels and gives me a pointed look as she helps me into the passenger side of the car. I roll my eyes at her and shoo her away before she says anything while Harry’s getting into his seat. She waves at us as we back down the drive, blowing kisses until we’re out of sight.

Harry grabs onto my hand across the center console as he drives, rubbing his thumb along the diamond ring my parents got for me that sits on my fourth finger. I’ve made a point to dress a little better today, not wanting to look like a complete slouch in front of his family. I’ve pair some light wash jeans with a blush pink and white striped button down shirt with a tie at the bottom with some tan booties. I’ve also made a point to actually wear a bra today, which made Harry pout when I was getting dressed this morning. My hair’s got a bit of a wave to it instead of it’s messy curls from being put back in a plait overnight, so it’s somewhat more tame than normal. Harry told me earlier that his parents are planning on doing burgers and hot dogs outside for lunch today and Anne likes to have tea outside when the weather’s nice.

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find the sun (DQ & CS and Henry family fluff)

for @coaldustcanary, hope you’re feeling better today. This got much longer than I intended, but turned out sweet. I hope you like it. 

Absolute fluff where Mal, Regina and Henry go on a sail with Emma and Killian. DQ fussing, CS thinking about adopting. The first time Emma starts calling Maleficent, Mal. 

also on ao3

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askthecutieslytherin  asked:


cigarette smoke. leather jackets. wiping away someone’s tears. resting your chin on someone’s shoulder during a hug. running until you’re out of breath. lingering looks across a hallway. kissing someone’s wounds. punching a wall. crying while you scream. midnight drives.

send me an hp otp or rare-pair, and i will tell you my aesthetic for them.


Summary: On a hunt for something focused on killing men and appearing as different strippers, the boys aren’t too upset when the reader needs to go undercover

Written by: Anonymous

Pairing: Dean x Reader, Sam x Reader, not in relationship

Word Count:  547

Warnings: stripper mentions? , otherwise none

A/N: Completely based on your “imagine having to be a stripper for a case”, I mean the looks on their faces… I just couldn’t resist!

“Okay, so how do we play this,” You asked as Dean and Sam sat down across from you at the small hotel table.

“It couldn’t really be three separate strippers, could it?”

“Does it matter? Currently that club’s our only lead. (Y/N)-“

You crossed your arms and shook your head before he’d said the rest of his sentence. “No. First of all, you two can pull the whole FBI thing off and exhaust the rest of our options on this. Second of all, this thing’s been after men, why would I be the bait?”

Dean smirked, crossing his arms and leaning forward onto the table. “Well sweetheart, unless you think we can pass as strippers, it looks like you have to be bait.” Sam’s eyes went wide as soon as yours did, and Dean’s cocky grin did nothing to help.

“You better get working on your dance moves then, Winchester, because there’s no way in hell I’m gonna play stripper,” You said, shoving yourself up from the table to pace as Sam let out a laugh.

“I thought you respected them?”

“Oh, I do. So much. But Dean, me? A stripper? I can’t pull that off.” The exasperated sigh that escaped you apparently did nothing to deter him. He only smiled and stood, coming over to give you a pat on the shoulder.

“Sure you can. You’re acting skills are up to par; you’ll get the job.”

You let out another sigh and murmured, “That’s what I’m worried about.” You shoved hair from your face and took a deep breath. “Alright, well, you two go check out the morgue and I’ll… go get a job, I guess.”

You all agreed as you started to get dressed for your respective duties, and while you were shuffling through all the clothes you had, Dean asked, “Do you think the victims will give any information?”

You glanced over to see him buttoning up his white FBI shirt, watching you with interest. You stopped looking through your suitcase and turned to face him fully. “It wouldn’t hurt to check. The description of the girls varies so much that it’s gotta be a shifter or something.”

Dean nodded, buttoning his sleeves and glancing away in thought. You eventually grabbed a tank top, jeans and a flannel from your bag and took the bathroom as soon as Sam had changed.

“That doesn’t give off the stripper vibe, (Y/N),” Dean said, laughing when Sam elbowed him as you walked back out into the room.

You rolled your eyes before licking your lips and smirking. You sauntered over to him, running a finger down his chest and looking up at him through your lashes. “Did you want me to strip right here?”

Dean was staring down at you, jaw dropped as you shot Sam a wink while he stood there watching you with wide eyes and his mouth slightly ajar. Before you grabbed your purse and left for the club, you grinned over at the pair, saying in the most alluring voice you could muster, “Good luck, my FBI agents,” and blew a kiss just before pulled the door closed.

The entire drive over to the club you smiled to yourself, recalling the looks both boys had given you on your way out the door.

Basket Ball

I sat down at my Vanity after straighten my hair and started to apply my makeup. Tonight my best friend, Jack and I were going to a Basketball game since he has just recently come back from being on tour with Johnson.

I heard a light knock on my door making me put down my bronzer and turn slightly to see Jack standing in my door way ‘’Hey babe, whats up?’’ I spoke, grabbing some blush and putting it on my cheeks

‘’Just checking up to see when you’re going to be ready to leave’’ Jack made his way over to me, leaning down and wrapping his arm around my shoulders watching me in the mirror, I smiled up at him and stood up cupping his face with my hands and squishing his cheeks together, laughing slightly before making my way over to my wardrobe

‘’I’ll be ready soon, I just have to get changed then we can leave’’ He nodded, moving over to my bed playing on his phone while I got changed into my disco pants pairing it with one of my cropped jumpers. I walked back out grabbing my white converse and a pair of socks before sitting down next to Jack putting them on. He looked up at me and smiled kissing my cheek and looking me up and down ‘’Ready?’’ he asked

‘’Ready’’ I nodded, standing up and grabbing Jack’s hand pulling him up with me I grabbed my phone and purse then exited my room with Jack right behind me we locked the house up and got into his car driving to the stadium.

We just got through the gates of the stadium and were currently making our way to our seats, we were very close only 4 rows back from the fence, I moved along our row dodging people’s legs before we got to our seats which were annoyingly right in the middle. Since Jack and I had gotten here earlier than expected we had to wait an hour or more before the game started, I looked around for a little before Jack spoke up ‘’Look y/n they’re doing the kissing cam’’ I looked up at the big screen seeing a fairly young, maybe mid 20’s give each other a small kiss before smiling at each other. I kept watching as they showed a few more people until it got to two people I knew extremely well, my eyes widened and I swear my heart stopped beating for a few seconds.

Jack, my best friend and I were on the big screen his mouth was opened slightly looking just as shocked as I did, he looked at me slowly licking his lips as the crowd started chanting ‘’Kiss’’ I blushed slightly biting my lip and started moving in. My breathing pattern was off once we got closer and closer my eyes closing more and more until they were completely shut once I felt his soft lips press against mine the kiss lasted a little longer than expected before we pulled away, smiling at each other

‘’Well… who knew that I was going to be kissing the girl of my dreams tonight at a Basketball game’’ he laughed, I chuckled then cut myself off once I realized what he just said

‘’Wait what?.. what do you mean ‘the girl of your dreams?’’ I felt my heart start beating faster and faster, he looked down sighing before snapping his head back up looking me right in the eye

‘’I’ve been meaning to tell you, I just didn’t know how and I didn’t know if you felt the same way’’ I smiled, leaning over and kissing him softly before pulling away slowly

‘’I feel the same way and I’m the same as you. I just didn’t know how to say it and how you felt towards me’’ I licked my lips watching a smile creep onto his face

‘’Y/n, this might sound crazy but will you be my girlfriend?’’

‘’Yes of course I will’’ I smiled, hugging him tightly.


Sorry it kinda just cuts off but i was getting really side tracked from mum because we’re trying to plan a party haha! But i hope you enjoy i wrote this as quick as possible so it’s not the best sorry about that!!