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Being Gay Is More

Being gay is more than rainbows, and kisses, and smiles. Being gay is more than sunsets, and cuddles, and sleepovers. Being gay is more than “be yourself”, and I was “born this way”. Being gay is throwing a brick at the stonewall riots, and lynchings for holding your girlfriends hand. Being gay is yelling at police, sitting still as a preacher spits in your face while he damns you to hell. Being gay is not some aesthetic that straight people can use to consider themselves “progressive” because we both know you’re only on our side so you can watch. If I have to see one more goddamned video of a straight white girl making a rainbow makeup tutorial for pride I’m going to scream. Being a lesbian is not two girls have a secret sleepover, cuddling together sneaking kisses; it’s changing alone in the locker rooms because the other girls are lining up to change in the bathroom stalls so you won’t see them. Being gay is not going to the store and biting organic fruit with your hubby; it’s getting yelled at during back to school shopping because your daughter “shouldn’t have to grow up having two fags as parents. How will you appease her feminine side?” Being bisexual isn’t being straight passing, and having more options to date; it’s being excluded from both the straight and gay communities. Being trans is not some skinny white boy who passes; it’s a person of color being beat up in the woman’s restroom because “HE’S just a MAN trying to sneak a peak at the woman inside”, as if she herself is not a beautiful woman who just needs to piss. Being Queer isn’t dressing cute and wearing a rainbow flag; it’s living with AIDS, which means even though you now test negative because you’ve kept on your meds and are no long contagious, you can’t find a significant other due to fear and propaganda. Being intersex isn’t a “true born transgender” (how could you ever say that and no know you’re being offensive?!); it’s having doctors remove parts of your genitalia for no logical reason at all. Being asexual/greysexual is not being a tease and staying innocent forever; it’s being excluded from the Queer community for some stupid sense of entitlement about what is and isn’t LGBT. Being aromantic is not a fun out-spirited girl who knows how to have a good time; it’s being called a skank on a daily basis because you don’t feel romantic attachments.

I am not an aesthetic for you to use to feel included in the LGBT community. Just because I believe in black lives matter does not mean in any way that I am a person of color. The A stands for asexual and aromantic, not ally. You’re not a part of our community. You support us yes, but you aren’t us. That sounds harsh, I know. I do not intend to hurt your feelings but my struggles are real. So, please stop dismissing them. Actually support us, instead of kinda helping to make yourself feel better. So, support us please, but please don’t sexualize us, or use us for your aesthetic. I am a person. I live, and breathe, and feel. My experiences are real. Hear them. Pay attention. And then do something about it.

I am a white, bi/pansexual, gender nonconforming individual. If you have a problem with something I’ve said PLEASE correct me or tell me what I’ve said to offend you. I will be happy to admit if I’m in the wrong.

(I lumped pansexual in with bisexual because to quote my favorite human @jaxxgarcia “to suggest you need a whole new sexuality to be attracted to trans people is …what’s that words again idk OH gross”. [EDIT the quote meant “don’t feel the need to change your sexuality just because allies don’t understand the difference between bi and pan”. People who don’t think pansexuals exist are gross. Pan people exist, I inserted the quote at a weird spot I’m sorry.] I put agender, gender fluid, demi girl/boy etc under trans to conserve space. I put pan, bi, poly etc under bi to conserve space. I use the word Queer because it’s a word stolen from us, and I’d like to claim it back. Also because I don’t like saying I’m gay, because I’m not a homosexual man, if you get where I’m coming from.)

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Bring It Back

A/N: So for some reason I’m super stocked about sharing this. I have an idea for a part two involving some smutty, smutty action, so let me know if you’re down for that. I would love feedback on this one. Also I know the year doesn’t match what happened in reality, but it’s fiction so I can change it. 

Word count: 1,920

March 1 st 2017
Pickering, Canada

From y/n: Your mom said you were back in town? Want to meet up for coffee?

You felt your heart race only half a second after you sent the message. Today was the day. Today was the day to tell Shawn how you really felt about him. He’d been gone for months and you’d spend those months debating whether or not come clean, but this was draining you to keep in and you weren’t sure how much longer you could bare it.

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Mine (Bucky X Reader) SMUT *REQUEST*

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Request: “Could you write a smut where either bucky or Steve save the reader from an enemy and take them back to stark tower for protection. They then get really protective and give them their clothes to wear after a shower to show the others that the readers theirs and in the end they have sex. They end up with live bites all over the reader as another way of showing the others the reader belongs to them. I understand if thats long winded but I would love if you could write that… 😊😊❤❤ “ from @acxdbxnds

Warnings: language, SMUT, choking, oral (female receiving)

Word Count: 1,148

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________________________________________________________________ I had messed up. Majorly. I had been bull headed and went off on a mission on my own. I had gotten caught. It had been 3 days since I had been caught and they had been non stop interrogating me.  They hadn’t been able to touch me because every time they tried to lay a hand on me I let enough electricity ripple across my skin to knock out a water buffalo. I knew when they found me that he would be with them. And he would be pissed. Two days later I heard explosions and screams. I knew that my friends were here to get me and that my very angry super soldier boyfriend would be with them. The screams slowly quieted and suddenly the giant steel door of my cell was ripped from it’s hinges. There, in all his post battle glory, stood Bucky. He waited until I he made sure I was safe on the plane ride home before he started yelling. “What were you thinking?! You could have been killed! You could have gotten hurt! I could have lost you!” Bucky says, pacing up and down the walkway in between the rows of seats. The turbulence didn’t seem to shake him from his ranting. I heard Tony tell Steve that we’d be home soon.  I knew that as soon as we got home Bucky would drag me upstairs and want to look me over for any scratch or bruise. I was right. The moment that the plane door opened Bucky grabbed my wrist and pulled me up to our room. He pulled the tattered mission suit off of my body.  He kneeled before me, wrapping his arms around my waist and burying his face in my stomach. “Never do that to me again.” He says, placing a kiss on my stomach and hips in between every word. “I won’t, Buck. I promise.” I say, placing my hands on either side if his face and making him look at me. “I need a shower sweetheart.” I say trying to convince him to let me go. “I know.” He says, unwrapping his arms from around me. He swiftly grabbed me up in a bridal style carry and walks me into the bathroom. He sets me in the massive tub. Tony had installed them in all the couple’s bathrooms and lovingly referred to them as the “Honeymoon Tubs”. They could fit four people or more in them. Bucky turned on the hot water in the tub and stripped. I watched his body, entranced my the way that his muscles rippled as he moved. He was art. And he was mine. He climbed into the tub behind me with his legs on either side of me. I leaned back against him and could clearly feel all of him pressed against my skin. His hands moved to my hips and his lips were on my neck, sucking roughly on my neck as he washed me off with a sponge. I suddenly feel a small pain in my shoulder and I realized it was because Bucky had bitten me hard enough to leave a mark. “Never leave me like that again.” He growls. “I won’t. I promise.” I gasp out, slightly aroused by the full pain he caused. He moved his lips to my ear “Can I have you angel? I’ve missed you in our bed.” He asks, making sure if this was alright. “Yes. Please Bucky. “ I say, turning my head so I can kiss his cheek. He helped me stand and get out of the tub and then he got out himself. He scooped me up and walked over to the bed. He tossed me on the bed and then moved on top of me. He looked deeply into my eyes and then kissed me ferociously. He took both of my hands and pinned them above my head. “If those move, I’m gonna stop.” He says as he moved down the bed so that his face is inches away from my wet heat. He forcefully grabs my knees and spread them quickly so that he has full access to me, then he wraps his arms around my thighs and buries his tongue in my pussy. I have to focus all of my effort into not moving my hands to bury them in his hair. He slides one finger into me as he sucks on my clit. I let out a low moan and my hands fly to his head. He immediately removes his finger and tongue. “Hands.” He demands. I move my hands back to where he put them and he returns his tongue and fingers to me, adding another finger and he fucks me with them. “Fuck…. Bucky… I need more….. I need your cock.” I groan, pausing to gasp as he changes the angles of his fingers. He lifts his head and smirks at me, my wetness glistening on his chin. “If you insist doll.” He says sliding his hands up my sides to my breasts and kneading them. He moves so that his head is gently prodding my entrance. “Do you want this doll?” He asks as he traces my earlobe with his lips. I nod a gasp as he forces his entire length inside me. He gently starts rocking his hips fucking me deeply. “God Bucky.” I moan feeling his tip brushing against my cervix. I grab his metal hand a put it on my throat. I set my hand on top of his and curl my fingers so his grip tightens on my neck. I could see the panic in his eyes, worrying about hurting me.”I’m not as breakable as I look.” I say, staring into his eyes and letting the trust I feel show on my face. His face sets into a smirk and his grip on my throat tightens as he picks up his pace. He sets an inhuman pace, pistoning his hips against mine, a bruising grip on my throat (but with the grip so I can still breathe). I feel my stomach tighten to the point of almost snapping. “Bucky! Fuck…. I’m gonna-” I couldn’t even finish my sentence. I came hard and gasping out Bucky’s name along with a mix of profanity. He soon followed along, cumming inside me, decorating my insides with his cum. “Good that was amazing.” I gasp once I finally catch my breath. A little while later Bucky and I decide to go out to main common area, wearing one of his large sweaters and some leggings, my neck and chest scattered with love bites and one very conspicuous hand shaped bruise. “Did you two have fun? It sure sounded like it.” Sam said with a smirk. I hid my face while Bucky just smirked with pride. I was his and he was mine and we were safe, and that’s all that matters.



Tom Holland x Reader

Warnings: None

Prompt: You go to interviews with your Spider-Man: Homecoming cast and they ask about your and Tom’s separate dating lives.

A/N: I had this written for a few weeks or so, I don’t remember. I decided to just post it (I thought I posted it but I guess I didn’t), because I’ve been having writers blocks, sucks. I mean I have the fic Ideas but I just don’t know how to write it! You know? But anyways, I hope you enjoy this even if it sucks :)

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Zendaya and Laura, sat on your right, while Tom and Jacob sat on your left. The interview was going great, until the interviewer asked about your love life.

“So (Y/n) and Tom,” Jimmy says. Fallon, by the way. “We heard you two were dating, I mean, not each other, but we saw some pictures leaked and–” Jimmy says, pulling out the photographs of you and your secret boyfriend that was taken by paparazzi. Who were very annoying I should say. The crowd was ooooh-ing and so were your friends next to you.

You two let out a nervous laugh, a bit flushed.

“O– oh, those? Those aren’t meee,” you said, obviously not very good at lying.

“Yeah– um– you could tell that’s me, my face is showing so well– oh my gosh I look good,” Tom says, causing everyone to laugh.

“These aren’t you (Y/n)?” Jimmy questions, pulling out another set of pictures, “you’re saying this isn’t you?” He shows a photo of you holding hands with your boyfriend and glaring straight at the camera. Everyone laughing again, as you awkwardly scratch the back of your neck.

“Okay, I’ll give you a break, let’s question Tom now,” Jimmy says, smiling widely as he wiggles his eyebrows at Tom. Tom chuckling as his cheeks turn slightly red.

“Who is she? Will you tell us?” Tom chuckles.

“Well, she’s great, she’s amazing, I love her with all my heart,” he says, in that adorable accent of his, melting the crowds’ hearts.

“Aww, that’s so sweet,” Jimmy says, pressing a hand to his heart, “will you tell us who the mystery girl is?”

“I will, but not now Jimmy,” he laughs.

“From the stars’ of the new movie, Spider-Man: Homecoming. Please welcome, “(Your full name) and Tom Holland!” James Corden introduces.

“So we’ve been keeping updated from your instagrams and,” James says, you two only nodding.

“We saw that you two have a boyfriend and a girlfriend?” he says. You two only silently nodding, making the crowd laugh a little. James looks at you two and the crowd confusedly with his hands in front of him, “so who is it!”

“I can’t say James, not yet not yet,” Tom says, adjusting himself in his seat.

“Why not!”

“They aren’t ready,” you said, “they don’t want to be caught up with all the media attention yet, they said they need some time.”

“Haven’t we given them enough time! You both keep teasing us with cute pictures of their faces not showing! What the heck!” James complains, making you and Tom laugh.

“Maybe the next interview we go on, we’ll reveal them,” Tom says, you hesitantly agreeing.

“So I heard you were ready to reveal your mystery boyfriend,” Ellen says, the crowd screaming, making you laugh.

“Yes, finally,” you said, crossing your leg. It was just you interviewing this time.

“Even I don’t know who it is! (Y/n) put a paper bag on his head when they got here!” The crowd and you burst into laughter, as she shows your mystery boyfriend sitting in the waiting area, a paper bag still on his head.

“Shall we bring him in? You guys have been wanting to meet him,” you giggled. The crowd cheering again.

“Yes! Go get him!” Ellen cheered, a smile not leaving her face, “this is exciting!”

You went into your room to grab your boyfriend, “you ready baby?” He only nods his head, as he grabs your hand and intertwine it with his, you leading him back to the stage.

The crowd immediately gets up and starts cheering as you enter the stage once again, this time with your boyfriend in hand.

“Are you ready?” you yell, the crowd cheered once again, “give me a countdown,” you say to Ellen.

“5, 4, 3, 2, 1!” you pull the paper bag off of his head, revealing none other than, actor, Tom Holland. The crowd ended up with loud cheers and gasps, and just pure on screaming.

“Oh my gosh!” Ellen yells, jaw dropped as she turns from you two to the crowd. Tom went to her to give her a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

“Hey, Ellen, nice to finally see you again.”

“You too– wow– I can’t believe it! Everyone assumed you two were dating other people when it turned out, you two were actually posting pictures with each other! How did no one expect this!”

You and Tom laugh, “I know,” you said, “some [insert Tom and your shipname here] shippers were mad that we aren’t together and dating other people and it just makes me laugh and I really wanted to tell everyone! AH!”

“Yes, we’ve been wanting to tell everyone, it was just our family, and the cast of Homecoming that knew,” Tom says, his arms around your waist.

“I just can’t believe it, wow.”

“Did You Miss Me Baby?” (Harry Styles Smut)

Summary: Due to stress and missing Harry, Y/N is sexually frustrated. She tries to deal with it herself, but Harry surprises her by coming home early, and helps her out.

Requested: yes

Warnings: masturbation, blow job

A/N: Sorry for the long wait! This past week and last week have been EXTREMELY busy! I apologize to the person who requested this a while ago. At the time I got this request I was so focused on finishing up the “Come Home Harry, Come Home” series. So, to whoever requested this, thank you! And I hope you enjoy!

*Gif probably doesn’t match but like look at him, how I could I not love and use it?*

Originally posted by ohstylesno

“Did You Miss Me Baby?” (Harry Styles Smut)

For the past few weeks, you have been home alone since you needed to finish exams, and Harry has been traveling around from NYC to LA for his album promo.  In between study breaks, you would turn on either the Today Show or the Late Late Show.  Being away from Harry for a while, you were starting to get horny. You didn’t know it yet, but it wasn’t until you saw Harry in the pink suit on the Today Show, then the patterned and the black velvet suit on the Late Late Show.

With the mix of the stress, and missing Harry, you were frustrated.  Sexually frustrated. You were horny and Harry wasn’t there.  So, you had to deal with yourself.

You push your books off your bed and begin to take off your big t-shirt and sweatpants. After you take off your bra, you lie down of your back. You first move your hands up to your breasts. You close your eyes, and think of how Harry would move his hands over your body. You squeeze each of your breasts, and then pulling at your nipples.

You moan when you feel your nipples start too harden. Next you slowly move your hands down to your underwear, and pull them down to around your ankles. You bend your knees up, and open your legs. You take one of your fingers, and slide it down your slit feeling how wet you are. And then your slowly move your finger back up to your clit making circle shapes. You moan at the feeling. You think of when Harry taught you how to masturbate. Some morning, Harry laid behind you, and you laid your back on his chest, and opened your legs. He first played with your breasts, then moved his fingers down to your core. And you repeated exactly what he did. You first started slow circles, then faster circles on your clit as you got closer. But, Harry always told you to hold off on your orgasm, so when you do, it will be more intense.

So, you slipped one finger into your core, pumping it in and out slowly. Then you added another finger, pumping them faster. As you curl your fingers hitting your sweet spot, you take your thumb and rub it against your clit. Right when you are about to cum, you hear a thump noise and you jump up in fear. Because you were so into what you were doing, you did not even hear Harry come into your apartment calling your name to surprise you. The loud noise you heard, was Harry dropping his bags at the sight of you masturbating.

“Ah baby, that was a lovely sight to see when I first get home.” He says smirking, pulling off his shirt.

“Lay back down princess. Just relax.” He says kneeling down on the bed, putting his head down to your core.

He takes one lick, then looks up at you and raises his eye brows and goes, “Did you miss my baby?”

You just moan back in response.  Looking down you can see him smirking. And then he goes to work. He first licks your whole core with a flat tongue, but then focuses on your clit. He flicks it, moves his tongue side to side on it, and sucks on it.

As you feel yourself getting close, you beg Harry, “Fingers, please. I need your fingers.”

Harry does not remove his mouth from your clit, and adds one finger slowly. After feeling that you have adjusted to his finger, he adds another finger. This time, he removes his mouth from clit, to look at his fingers moving in and out of your core. He is mesmerized watching his fingers disappear, and then when he pulls them out to be covered in your wetness. Then Harry pumps his fingers in and out, faster and faster, curling them. He curls them until he knows that he hit your sweet spot.

Your breath hitches, and your toes start to curl in excitement.

“You wanna cum princess?” He asks not stopping pumping his fingers.

“Yes.” You breathe out.

“Cum.” He orders.

Harry then puts his mouth back on your clit, and continues to push his fingers in and out faster, curling them, helping to bring you to your orgasm. As you cum, you grab his hair, and toes curl.

“Yes, Harry. Yes, yes, yes!” You yell out cumming.  Your orgasm was so strong because you hadn’t cum in a while, and because you prolonged.
When you come down from your high, you pull Harry up and flip you two over so that you are on top. You kiss him, then kiss down his neck, chest, down to his v-line. Down to the hem of his pants.

“I need you cock baby.” You say, unbuttoning his pants, pulling them down.
Harry folds his arms under his head, and looks so at peace. When you pull his pants down, you pulled his boxers down with them. After throwing his clothes on the floor, you see his hard cock spring up onto his chest.

Without any teasing, you start blowing him off. You first swirl your tongue along the head of his cock. When you look up at him, his mouth is slightly open as he groans, and his eyes close with furrowed eyebrows.

Wanting to make him feel good, and to hear him moan, you take him all into your mouth. You starts bobbing your head down, and what you cannot fit you use your hands.

“Take my cock baby.” Harry moans, looking down at the beautiful sight of his girlfriend going down on him.  “Show me how good your mouth is.”

You begin to tease him, by bobbing your head slower, but when you pull your head back, you hold his cock, and with a flat tongue you lick his head, and then go back down on him.

“Babe, if you keep going I’m gonna cum, and I wanna cum in you.” Harry begs.
Reluctantly you pull back with a pout.

“Don’t pout baby.” Harry says flipping you over, so that he is on top. “I am going to make you feel good.” He says giving you a kiss.

He then open your legs, and pushes himself in. You both groan at the feeling. You are groaning at the feeling of being filled up, and he is groaning at the feeling of how you squeeze around him perfectly.

“Babe, I’m not gonna last long, you feel so good.” Harry moans, thrusting into you fast.

“Ugh, yes Harry. I missed you.” You say kissing him.

“I missed you too love. You make me feel so good.” He moans.

“Faster Harry, faster.” You moan.

Harry then grabs your hips and begins thrusting faster. You moan as you hear the wet sounds of him entering you, and your skin smacking together.

Overwhelmed with pressure, you scratch down his back, which causes him to groan in pressure.

“You fill me up so good, so deep.” You moan in his ear.

“You close?” He breathes out. Before you could answer, he takes his thumb and starts making circles on your clit, and you start tightening around his cock.

“Yes” You moan.

“Cum for me.” He says, thrusting faster into you, circling his finger quicker. With his words, you let go. You scream out his name with your legs wrapping around his waist.

After you relax, you begin moaning in Harry’s ear, “Cum for me baby. Fill me up. I want to feel you inside of me. Cum.”

With your dirty words, and seeing you a moment ago cum, Harry releases inside of you, groaning out your name, thrusting hard and fast into you. When he comes down, he rolls over next to you, and puts his arm around you, pulling you close to him, kissing your forehead.

“I miss you baby.” He said, running his fingers through your hair.

“I missed you too baby.” You say, kissing his chest.

“Thank you for my welcome home present.” He says smirking.

A/N: Sorry this took so long to post! I wrote it last night, then got so distracted by the Stanley Cup that I forgot to post it! Tell me what you guys think!

For Later

When he needs something to remember you by while he’s away..


Warnings/Genre: Smut, Oral sex, Fingering, Dirty talk, Squirting

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Word Count: 1,793

Originally posted by kookies-for-taehyung

“Jimin! We’re going to be late” you shouted from your bedroom. This is the one free day you had alone with Jimin until he goes back on tour. But it was already called short when he had been called in for last-minute meeting and practice. So all you had left was a few measly hours at dinner that you had planned for Jimin with a couple of your close friends before he’s off again.

You kinda wished that you didn’t plan this whole thing. If you had known that this would be the only time you’d have with him before he left, you would’ve never planned this dinner. But it was too late to cancel it. You wanted to get it over as soon as possible, so you could just come home and be alone with Jimin.

“Babe we don’t have to be there for another 20 minutes,” Jimin said as he walked into your shared bedroom. His eyes were glued to his phone, as he was trying to reply back to all the farewell and good luck wishes.

When he finally looked up from his phone, he saw you bent over trying to find the perfect shoes to go with your outfit. He cocked his head to the side and licked his lips at the sight.

You wore one of his favorite outfits on you. A simple tight black dress, that hugged your curves so well. But his favorite part of the dress was the way it rode up when you bent over. Revealing just a tiny bit of skin from your bottom.

You started mumbling something about how you wanted to get the dinner over as fast as you could. And something about being early. But honestly, he wasn’t even paying attention. All he could think about is you. His girlfriend that he wasn’t going to be able to see in months, bent over with her ass sticking out just begging to be fucked.

As you stood up straight, Jimin wrapped his arms around you. Pulling you in so that your back was pushed up against his chest. His head fell to the crook of your neck. Instantly inhaling your perfume, before pressing a wet kiss onto your skin.

“Baby, you look so fucking beautiful” he murmured into your skin. Squeezing you tighter against him.

“Jimin-” you whined as you tried to pull away from his grip. You’d be lying if you said his words didn’t send a shiver right to your core. But you didn’t have time for that. You should be already in the cab right about now, heading to the restaurant. “We have to go Jimin.” You said trying to make your voice sound firm.

“Jagi, we have time,” he said as he continued to kiss and lightly suck on your neck. 

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anonymous asked:

My ex-boyfriend (who broke up with me) is mad because I don't want to be friends, My best friend bailed on me even tho I haven't seen him in 2 months, I failed a chem test, an ASL test and an English Socratic Seminar today and I have to go to school tomorrow. It's been a hectic day. If you have the time (and energy def don't feel pressured!!) I'd love a hurt/comfort Stucky or Stony fic please (or Bucky/Steve/Tony)

that is a huge pile of shitty anon, i’m sorry!

“All right, Iron Man, back in the air,” Steve calls and Tony does a silly salute even though he doesn’t think Steve can see him from where he is.

“Upsie daisy,” he calls in return. He’s barely lifted off when something hits him in the right thigh with a loud crunch. Pain spikes all the way down to his toes and up into his hip. The shock knocks him off kilter. He cries out, but it’s more out of shock than anything.

“Tony?!” he hears someone yell, but the view on the HUD is spinning and that’s more important than whoever’s yelling at him.

“Sir, you’ve taken a hit—”

No shit!” Tony yells back breathlessly.

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The Intervention

“Um, guys? What’s going on?” 

Clint looked solemnly toward Tony, shaking his head sadly as he watched the man stumble forward, brow set in confusion as he took in the setting around him.

The communal living room was filled with all the friends that the team had been able to find, and together, they had procured a large banner and written the word INTERVENTION in big black lettering, hanging it from the ceiling as they all stood solemnly underneath it.

It was time they sorted this. It had reached the limit, and none of the team could handle it any more.

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Saved me part 2 - Theo Raeken

a short one as I needed to post a little drama :p

originally requested by @steph-oliveira





Originally posted by sessizbirtavir

^^^^ can we pretend that’s Isaac instead of stiles.

I wake up and turn in this unfamiliar bed to find Theo sleeping next to me, snoring gently. I look at him, his face looking as innocent as a baby I can’t help but stare at his beauty. I don’t realise how long I’ve been staring as suddenly Theo’s alarm clock rings startling me from my daydream , he wakes up and quickly searches for me until his eyes lock with mine, he smiles sheepishly. “Morning beautiful” he croaks, his sleepy voice sending chills down my spine “Morning” I whisper back

“Did you sleep well?” He asks with concern

“Mmh” I nod

“We should get ready for school” he advised “Unless you wanna rest today?” He adds

“No, I’ve missed too much of school” I disagree

“I’ll go make some breakfast, you can get ready” he smiles while getting up and grabbing some pants pulling them on his naked body leaving the room. I get up and walk towards Theo’s bathroom and step into the shower letting the hot water hit against my body,

I rinse of the soap from my body and step out wrapping the clean towel around me. I walk out to see unfamiliar clothes folded neatly on the bed, I put them on and start to walk down the stairs the smell of toast & eggs filling my nose, reminding me how hungry I am my stomach growls and Theo notices me standing there.

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“Someone’s hungry” he smiles ear to ear

“Yeah sorry” I say embarrassed Theo smiles and blushes

“yeah I figured you’d be hungry after last night, good sex does that, eat” he slides the plate towards me.

“Thanks” I blush speechless We eat and chat and leave for school.

Theo pulls into the driving lot and he senses me getting nervous

“I’m gonna be right here, there’s nothing to be afraid of” he assures me

“I know I-I just, I just don’t want this to be a scene” I look towards Theo and he’s looking up with tension on his face

“I don’t think we have a choice” he quickly mutters removing his seatbelt swiftly “stay in the car!” He warns and exits the car slamming his door shut I look out the car window and see a very angry Isaac storming up towards Theo and see Theo stiffen up and his jaw clenches. Before the brawl breaks out I quickly open the door and walk around the car towards where Isaac arrives.

“HOW FUCKING DARE YOU” Isaac shoves past me grabbing Theo by his shirt. “How dare I what?” Theo spits at Isaac

“You think I can’t smell your scent all over her” Isaac scoffs “SHE’S MINE” he roars at Theo.

“She’s not a object you don’t own her she can make her own decisions” Theo angrily shouts pushing Isaac to the ground. I look at Isaac on the ground his chest rising in anger

“Isaac please calm down” I try to ease the situation.

“I’ll deal with you later whore” he seethed “Right now this is between me and him” he snarls at Theo

“Bring it on” Theo smirks removing his dusty grey hoodie.

“No” I yell Isaac gets up and charges towards Theo both of them falling to the ground “Omg” I choked and a crowd around them starts to form. Oos and aas are heard from the crowd as Isaac punches Theo in the face.

“Isaac stop” I scream Suddenly Theo lands a punch and Isaac is thrown away from him A few minutes into the fight the aggression gets worse and Isaac’s eyes start flickering to his yellow beta eyes. While both of them are at each others throats seeing red. Suddenly Scott comes running and grabs Isaac

“ISAAC!” He roars and Isaac whimpers at his alpha Both of them get up wiping their blood from their faces. seeing the situation stiles quickly reacts

“Okay guys get to class nothing to see here” Stiles politely yet sarcastically says shooing the crowd away.

“What.. do you….think… your doing” the anger in Scotts voice obvious.

“Theo fucked my girlfriend Y/N” Isaac sneers Stiles and Scott look at each other surprised

“Uhmm…” Scott looks towards me

“She’s not your girlfriend, not anymore” Theo informs the 3 of them

“That’s not your decision” Isaac raged

“That’s what SHE said… last night” Theo teases Isaac Isaac grabs Theo again “she’s not sure what she wants” Isaac replies

“STOP IT” Scott scolds

“Y/N what’s going on? Care to explain” stiles asks confused

“I love Theo” I confess Stiles and Scott look even more confused than before “W– but you were with Isaac” Scott claims I look down in disappointment nervous to think what’s gonna happen when they find out the truth

“Isaac’s been hurting you hasn’t he” stiles voice full of hurt I nod tears filling my eyes

“Isaac’s been abusing her all this time, yesterday on my way to school I found Y/N on the sidewalk she had collapsed because Isaac had beaten her” Theo told them

“That’s not true I-I didn’t hit her that hard” Isaac stammered Scott and Stiles look at Isaac with disgust

“Isaac?” Scott whispers in denial and shock

“I’m sorry Y/N” Isaac walks towards me and I flinch

“No you stay away from her” Theo steps in front of me as Isaac looks at me in defeat and walks away, Scott looks towards me

“Why didn’t you ever say something?” Scott asks upset

“I-I was too scared” I admit

“It doesn’t matter, she has me now and I’ll always protect her”

Theo smiles while pulling me in for a hug

"Y/N you’re like our little sister remember you can tell us anything and you Theo if you hurt Y/N I will drag your little were coyote whatever you are ass an..” stiles is interrupted by Scott

“just remember if you hurt her well hurt you” Scott gently warns Theo. Theo puts his hands up in surrender and Scott and stiles walk off to class.

“That was awkward” I laugh

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“Very, are you okay?” He asks cuddling me again.

“Yeah let’s get to class” I kiss him and we walk to class holding hands.


(for now)

sorry I haven’t posted for a while I have been so sick but am on the road to recovery :) I hope you enjoyed this, show some love <3

Third Times the Charm (Jared Kleinman x Reader SMUT)

A very detailed Jared smut. I’m not sorry.

Warning: Smut. Like. Wow. Smut.

Requested by: @heybaekae

Sorry if this is too much or not what you wanted from your request but thank you for sending it in!

Your boyfriend was that guy. We all know someone who is that guy. You know that guy who only talks about sex and how many girls he been in bed with. Your boyfriend tells all his guy friends about how he got to second base, below the bra, with a Russian babe at his camp over the summer. Your boyfriend tells his friends how good he is a fucking girls and how he’s gotten two girls at once. Your boyfriend is not-so known for having tons of sex. Your boyfriend is a compulsive liar and also a virgin.

You hadn’t always know this though, for the first few months that the two of you dated you were convinced he was kind of a man whore. That was until you two got trapped in the rain on your way home from school. Once you were both safely out of the storms plaguing your town, you grabbed one of Jared’s shirts from his closets and took off your own. “W-what are you doing?” He stammered a blush creeping up his face.

“I’m changing my shirt? I’m wet,” you shrugged sliding out of your soaked jeans, Jared’s red complexion deepened and he choked on the air he was breathing. Jared had never had a girl get undressed in front of him or say ‘I’m wet’ to him, and here was the girl of his dreams doing both at the same time. You wore one of his larger graphic T-Shirts and no pants, he suddenly lost the ability to speak as you sat down besides him on the bed. “Babe what’s wrong?” You inquired placing your hand on his thigh.

“I uh. I’ve never had a girl. Um. In my bed. Half naked. And. Umm wet,” he stuttered. You suddenly realized what he meant, he was all talk, everyone was right he was just a nerdy, virginal, loser. But he was your nerdy virginal loser and you thought it was cute.

“Well I don’t feel like wearing pants. So fucking deal with it,” you said in a joking tone, curling into his bed.

Jared eventually got comfortable with your lack of pants, but the furthest the two of you had ever gotten was making out in your underwear, the boy hadn’t even seen you bra-less for fucks sake. You had gotten close twice, the first time his mother knocked on his door asking if you two were okay, the second neither of you had protection, but the third times the charm.

Jared’s parents were out of town visiting family, he refused to go claiming he didn’t want to be forced to babysit his little cousins. With the house to yourselves and sexual tension thick in the air, you had a head full of devious plans and a pocket full of condoms, yes plural. Not taking chances tonight.

You arrived at Jared’s front door and let yourself in, you sat at his bedroom door listening to him tell all of his friends about your fictional sex life.

“Oh yeah man she’s gonna be screaming my name tonight,” he bragged. You smirked and walked up behind his computer chair. Dragging your hands over over his chest, you began kissing his neck. “Oh shit guys, um pizzas here,” he quickly muted his microphone and took off his headphones.

“Hey babe!” He said kissing you and heading down stairs. The pizza actually was here and you found yourself hungrier for dinner than for your boyfriend.

After one pizza, two large ice cream sundaes, and three new movies, the night settled down and you were bored, and Jared seemed to have the same thought.

Your lips collided, his hands resting on your hips and yours tangling into his hair, he moaned into the kiss, one of his hands slipping down on to your ass. You separated your bodies and giggled, his glasses were foggy, you removed them from his face and kissed his nose before going back to his lips. His hands slipped up under your shirt, yours followed in suit, once both of your shirts were discarded on his floor he flipped you over onto his bed. He straddled your hips and began kissing down your neck, leaving hickeys in the wake of his lips. You sat up on your elbows and his mouth moved to your breasts, you unclasped your bra and let it slide off your body. “Oh. Oh my god,” he breathes out, taking on the sight of your bare chest. He gingerly placed his hand on you and felt you, your giggled as he moaned at just the touch, he got his revenge though. His mouth on your nipple and the other one pinched gently between his fingers, you moaned at the contact.

“J-Jared!” Your gasped as his mouth and hand pleasured you. The other hand of his felt it’s way down to the top button of your jeans, he popped it open and than chuckled

“The button on your jeans won’t be the only thing I’m popping tonight sweetheart,” he growled pulling the denim off your legs.

“Oh you can’t be so naïve? You really think I’m still a virgin?” You jested, sliding your hand down his bare stomach and palming him through his jeans.

He moaned “(y-y/n) oh. That feels so fucking good,” you smirked and slipped off his basket ball shorts and placed your hand on his member under his boxers. “Oh. Fuckfuckfuck that’s hhnnnng,” he was a mess, this was all new to him. “Y-you’re going to need to stop that if you want to have sex tonight,” that was it. You laughed a little too hard and Jared suddenly felt all of his inadequacies rise above the bravado. “(Y/n) I um. I don’t actually know what I’m doing here. I haven’t even kissed a girl for real since I was like ten, please help,” he broke lowering his gaze afraid to meet your eyes.

“I already knew that babe. You were a nervous wreck the first time I took off my shirt, but I can definitely be of assistance,”
You guided his hand down your stomach and below your panties.

“Oh god you’re so fucking wet,” he whispered in your ear, as he slid two fingers inside you.

“Curl them,” he did as you said and buried his face into your neck when you let out a moan. He continued to do this and the suddenly, “Oh god fuck Jared. Fuck yes,” you yelled louder than he expected.

“What? What did I do?” You suppressed a laugh and told him that he found your clit. He suddenly put all of this together and he felt confident again. His two fingers curling inside of you, his thumb gently rubbing against your clit, his free hand playing your your nipple, and his mouth leaving sloppy kisses on yours.

“Jared if you. If you want to have sex tonight. You. You need to stop,” you stammered your breathing heavy. He removed his fingers and was nervous again.

“I. I don’t know how if I’m honest with you. Porn only teaches you so much,” he admitted. You forced him to lay on his back and you straddled his thighs, you kissed the skin just above his waist band and pulled down his boxers slowly. Painfully slow. So slow that Jared kicked them off as fast as possible just to stop the friction. You grabbed a condom from the pile you packed and carefully opened it, you pinched the tip and rolled it down his length, he moaned and bucked his hips at your touch.

“May I?” You asked situating yourself over his cock.

“God please. For the love of god (y/n) ride me. Please,” he whined. “Oh uhhhhhhmmmmmm” he hummed as you lowered yourself onto him. Your hips lifting off him and back down slowly, as you sped up he started meeting you in the middle, your bodies colliding into each other. “I. I want you to get off too babe,” you nodded and brought his hand you your clit. He started to rub you and thrusted his hips into yours faster, now it was your turn to moan.

“Oh. Oh Jared. Oh fuckkk Jared please, f-faster please. Hhhhhmmmm,” you felt yourself getting weaker above Jared. And he was doing the same. Your thrusts got sloppier and you felt your orgasm growing as you left hickeys on his neck.

“I’m. I’m close. God you’re so tight. Oh god you feel so good on my cock,” he moaned into your ear his voice husky, he pulled your hair and the pressure in your body was so close to release.

“Oh fuck. Harder Jared please I’m so close ,” you both became loud moaning messes as your orgasms washed over you. You lifted yourself off of him and collapsed. He removed the condom and flopped back onto his bed.

“That was. Wow. I mean. You’re so fucking gorgeous and you looked so amazing riding me, god I love you,” he said on cloud-9. He grabbed you and pulled you against him. “How do you feel about post sex cuddles?”

“I love post sex cuddles almost as much as I love you,” he held you to his bare chest and kissed your head. His finger tips dragging gently across the bare skin of your back. You hummed at the feeling. “Oh by the way. I may not have been a virgin but that was still the best sex I’ve ever had,” you kissed his neck and examined the marks you gave him.

“Oh trust me now that I know what I’m doing next time will be even better. You just wait sweetheart,” he bragged. You giggled and let yourself fall asleep.

All you can say is that he was right. The next time was way better.

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welcome to the avengers, buck (bucky barnes one-shot)

Plot: You’re a mutant with the ability to control the emotions and feelings of those around you. You’re also the team medic, traveling with the team and fighting if need be. Bucky is the newest addition to the Avengers, and you try to welcome him to the team. Unfortunately, things don’t go as smoothly as you planned.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: none but I maybe cursed?

A/N: i wrote this and posted it on my sideblog, but then I stopped writing there. so i thought i’d just bring this over here and leave that blog behind. i hope you guys enjoy it! pls remember that no gifs are mine. (also pietro is alive here)

It was a little over 11 AM, and you had just woken up. You walked over to the kitchen where Clint and Natasha were groaning and holding their heads.

“What? Did a few games of beer pong not help you two?” You chuckle and begin making coffee.

“I’m telling you, that was no beer. Tony probably spiked the beer. He’s the only idiot who’d spike an alcoholic drink with more alcohol,” Clint lifted his head and covered his eyes. “Why is it so bright, Y/N? Make it stop.”

“Beer isn’t that alcoholic. Tony always likes making the party games a big deal, can you blame him for making the drink more fun?” You smile and pour out two cups of coffee for the hungover Avengers. “And Clint, babe, it’s called the sun. It’s bright because it’s the day time and I can’t stop that.”

Clint grumbles as Natasha practically inhales the coffee and holds her cup out to you, pouting as though asking for more. You sigh and pour her another cup. Just as you hand her the cup, Cap walks in with a rather rugged, scraggly looking man with a metal arm. They stand at the doorway to converse and before you get a chance to ask who he is, Nat begins talking as though reading your mind.

“Bucky Barnes,” Natasha smirked as Steve continued talking to the shaken man. “One of Cap’s oldest friends and the newest addition to the Avengers. If there’s one thing you should know about him, it’s that he’s temperamental. Stay away from him Y/N.” She downs her coffee and continues. “And don’t mention his metal arm.”

“Temperamental?” You raise an eyebrow at the Black Widow. “There isn’t a single Avenger who isn’t temperamental, Nat. If you think that I’m gonna leave our newest edition out in the cold, you’re dense. Besides, he’ll have to take his final assessment with me. He’ll be top notch before you know it.” You pour out two cups of coffee and make your way over to Steve and Bucky.

“Y/N,” Steve smiles, relieved that you’re not giving him or Bucky the cold shoulder. “This is my friend Bucky. He’ll be joining the Avengers soon.”

“Pleasure to meet you, Bucky,” you smile at the handsome brunette in front of you. “I’d shake your hand, but I’ve got coffee in both of them. Here,” you hand him a cup and Cap the other. “Welcome to the Avengers.”

“The pleasure is mine,” Bucky spoke out hoarsely. “I hope everyone is as warm and welcoming as you are.”

“I hope so too. But the Avengers are a wild bunch. They’ve been through a lot, Bucky. It’s hard for them to trust each other some times. If they come off rough, please don’t take it personally,” you place your hand on his shoulder and smile warmly.

“What’s your place in the Avengers, if you don’t mind me asking?” Bucky smiles at you and Steve looks shocked. “Steve told me your name but not much else.”

“Yeah because she walked over with coffee as I was about to go into detail,” Steve huffs and you chuckle.

“I’ve got it from here, Rogers. You go brief the other knuckle heads. I can watch over Bucky,” you smile and Steve looks at you hesitantly before nodding.

“Stay safe you two,” he yells over his shoulder as he walks over to Clint and Natasha.

“So,” you smile and look over to Bucky. “I’ve got a bit of an odd roll if we’re being honest here. I’m a doctor but I fight alongside them when they need me. There’s not much to me, to be honest.”

“I doubt that,” Bucky chuckles and looks at me oddly. “I’m never really comfortable with anyone at all, why am I so comfortable with you?” He muses and you remove your hand from his shoulder.

“S-sorry, I-I guess that’s my fault. I meant to calm you down a little, and I may have put in a little too much energy,” you bite your lip and Bucky looks at you, confused. “I have the power to control emotions, feelings.”

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“Oh,” his eyes widen briefly before hardening. “So you were trying to manipulate me, to control me like THEY did.”

“Wha-no!” Your eyes widen at his last statement as you take a step back. “I would never be so ignorant, Bucky. I can’t control my power yet. Sometimes it becomes a little overpowering.” You give him a tight lipped smile and step away some more. “I’ll keep my distance from you, but feel free to come to me if you need any help.” Without waiting for his response, you walk away. You decide it’s best to keep some distance between yourself and the handsome Winter Soldier.

A Few Months Later

Bucky’s been in the tower for a little over three months and he was doing exceptionally well. He’d overcome all the physical hurdles almost immediately. Next, Clint and Natasha worked on his reflexes and memory training. He then had to work on hand-to-hand combat with the twins, in the event that we come across anyone else with superpowers. Now, it’s time for his final assessment: his mental examination with you.

You and Bucky started off on the wrong foot, and for the first month you did all that you could to avoid him without being rude. Eventually, he caught your rift and felt this sinking feeling in his gut. He got Cap to talk to you about it, and you realized that maybe you weren’t being as subtle as you’d hoped.

Soon enough, you’d show up to his training and his assessments. You even managed to get a smile out of him as you cheered him on during his physical examination. You eventually grew a soft spot for the scruffy brunette, just as he had one for you.

And now, he’s sitting in front of you, nervous as can be.

“James, please, I can feel your heart beating a mile a minute, and I promise that I’m not using my powers,” you grab his hand and try to soothe him, human to human. “This is not going to be what you think it is. I promise.”

Buck breathes in and out, trying to relax just as you had asked of him, but he could not help it. He remembered the room he was in when HYDRA was assessing him, and this is what your room reminds him of.

You quickly catch on to his quick glances and short breaths, remembering what you read about his previous assessments.

“Oh, crap. James I’m so sorry,” you stand immediately, gathering your clipboard and a few other essentials. “Come on.”

“What?” He looks up at you, confused. “We haven’t started the assessment yet, have we? Or–oh crap! Did I already fail? W-wait no, I–”

“James, look at me. Please relax. I promise your assessment hasn’t yet started. You will not fail this, I’ve got you,” you smile warmly at him and hold out your hand. “Trust me, please.”

“Oh,” he hesitantly looks up at you, your smile almost immediately calming his nerves. He grabs a hold of your hand and nods. “Okay.”

He watches you, his gaze softer than you’d seen before. You clear your throat and look away, but his gaze lingers.

“W-what? Do I have something on my face?” You try to remove your hand from his to check your face, but Buck doesn’t let go.

“No, Y/N. I just wanted to thank you. You welcomed me warmly the first day, and here you are: saving me during my last assessment,” he smiles and kisses the back of your hand. You blush in return and nod.

“I’ll do whatever it takes to make sure you’re back and better than ever, for yourself more than anyone. Now, come on,” you whisper and slowly pull him up. “We can continue this on the roof.”

He looks at you, slightly bewildered but still happy to get out of the small room. He stands and holds on to you, scared that you’d leave him if he let go. You two walk out of the room and you smile ahead as he smiles softly down at you.

You two step into the loud dining room and all heads turn to you. Almost immediately, a hush falls over the normally rambunctious group. You and Bucky stop walking and look up to see everyone watching you, jaws practically touching the floor.

“What, you didn’t see that coming?” Pietro breaks the silence, everyone else groaning as he brings back his famous one liner.

Kinks || M.C.

Do you think you could write a Michael smut that involves a VERY DOMINANT Michael who thoroughly enjoys spanking, bondage, ice play, and most importantly, a Daddy kink?

Disclosure: This is one of the filthiest things I’ve ever written. Includes all of the above (minus spanking, sorry anon). I’m posting it under a cut because of all the filth.

“If you can’t keep it down princess, I’m gonna have to gag you! Do you want your mom to find us like this?!” Michael asked lowly and you shook your head. “Good girl,” the smirk on his face evident. Michael had taken his time to undress you, gently touching every part of your naked body as he did so, the touches just about setting your entire being on fire.

His fingers danced across your collarbones and down the valley of your breasts then lightly he ran his fingers around your erect nipples, causing you to shiver. He chuckled deeply at the effect he has on you.  

“Mikeeee please!” You whined.

“What baby? Tell Daddy what you want,” he smiled, flashing his beautiful teeth and bright green eyes.

“Need more!”

“Shhh, patience baby girl. Want to show you just how much I.. love.. your.. body..” His last few words punctuated by soft, open mouthed kisses on your exposed tummy, pressing dangerously close to your where you wanted him most. “Goddamn you’re so beautiful baby,” his eyes raking up and down your naked body. You felt exposed and like you needed to cover up, but you knew Michael wouldn’t allow you to do so.  His hands danced over your thighs and and gently spread them open, a deep growl emitting from his throat at the sight of your glistening pussy.

“Fuck even your pussy I’d beautiful, baby girl. I can’t wait to taste every bit of you,” he said, fingers lightly teasing your inner thighs, before pressing kisses there as well. He used his thumbs to spread your soaking cunt open even further, marveling in the fact that only he can make you this wet. He watched as your pussy fluttered, desperate for his touch.

“Michael p-please I need something! Anything!” You cried.

“Shhh, baby we have to be quiet! Daddy will give you everything you need and more. Just have to be patient.” His hands rested on your thighs, almost as if he couldn’t believe that your pussy is all his. He began to use his thumbs to massage your outer lips, putting pressure on places you had no idea would feel good.

“You look so beautiful like this baby. Completely exposed and all mine. M'gonna make you feel so good tonight princess,” his hands continuing to massage your pussy while pressing kisses to your lower tummy. “I am so lucky to call you mine,” he mumbled.

Then his hands stopped and you whined quietly. “Please d-don’t stop!” Michael snickered and blew cool bursts of air on your pussy, causing you to buck your hips upward, begging for more. “Fuck your pussy is so responsive baby. So sensitive. What happens when I do this..?” His index finger and thumb sat on both sides of your clit and he began to squeeze and tug. The feeling was insatiable. Something you’d never felt before and you wanted to yell. You wanted to scream. But your mom and dad were in the next room over and you had to be very quiet. The task was proving to be almost impossible as Michael continued his assault on your sensitive cunt.

“Michaelll F-FUCK!” You whisper shouted. “Where did you learn how to do that?!”

“Internet,” he replied while shrugging. You laughed at his nonchalant response but gasped as you felt his mouth sucking bruises onto your soft thighs and then little bites on your tummy. All reminders for later of where he’d been. Michael gently released your clit from his grasp but not before petting your soaking entrance with two fingers.

“Two at once baby, think you can do that for me?” He asked gently.

“Y-yes daddy please I’m wet enough just… fuck!” There was hardly any warning before Michael pushed his first two fingers inside of you. You gasped quietly and clenched around him, the feeling of finally having something inside of you was absolutely wonderful. He pressed both fingers downward inside of you, but letting up when you clenched. When you’d release, he’d press down once again.

“M-mike! Ohh my GOD!” You exclaimed.

“Mmm,” He hummed. With his fingers buried deep inside you, keeping the same pattern, he kissed all over your pussy, running his soft lips over your mound. Then he closed his mouth around your clit and began to suck gently. Your back arched at the added feeling and he took his other arm and held down your hips as his mouth continued to suck and kiss at your clit. He pulled back just a bit, his mustache rubbing against your now sensitive clit. “My baby girl gonna cum for me? How many are you gonna give Daddy tonight? Hmm?” His tongue gently lapped at your clit while his fingers inside of you kept the same rhythm, setting your entire body on fire.

“Daddy p-please!! Gonna.. cum!!!” You yelled as quietly as possible. “Please can I cum Daddy?! Please!!?”

“Go ahead princess, let go for me. I’ve got you,” he said sweetly. He gently kissed and licked your clit as you came down from your high, pushing his head away when it became too much. But Michael is Michael and he doesn’t listen. Giving you a moment or two to calm your breathing, as his mouth went back to work, this time quickly tonguing in and out of your entrance.

“Daddy no!! Please I can’t!! Not yet!! Fuck!” It was getting harder and harder for you to keep quiet and Michael was not about to stop now. Then came a knock on the door. It was your mom. However, Michael did not stop practically worshipping your pussy. If anything he slowed down his licks and sucks, torturing you with the feeling.

“Sweetie, we’re going out! You gonna be okay?” she asked. You took a deep breath before you responded, afraid the shakiness of your voice would give something away.

“Yes mom! I’ll be fine,” you responded, Michael looking up at you with a wicked grin. He continued his slow torturous pace until the shuffling in the living room slowed and the front door opened and slammed shut.

“Nice job baby girl. Now you can be as loud as you want since we’re home alone,” he sneered. His mouth reattached to your pussy and you shouted. The moans spilled from your mouth louder than ever as he continued his assault on your soaking cunt.

“C'mon kitten. Cum for Daddy again. You can do it!!” He praised. His tongue quickened and his fingers reached up to tug at your already hard nipples. Your legs began to quake and you let go yet again, this time closing your legs as you came back down. Michael snickered and kissed your thighs, then up your tummy, before teasing your nipples and then joining your lips together. Your kisses heavy and urgent and all the while passionate. You pulled back for a breath and you looked into his beautiful dark green eyes.

“Thank you for that,” you said smiling.

Michael laughed. “Oh baby girl we’re just getting started!” He giggled again as he watched your eyes widen. Reaching into the bedside drawer, he pulled out your favorite blindfold, pink with the words ‘Daddy’s Property’ embroidered on the outside. He slipped the blind fold over your eyes and you felt as he left the bed he reached into your dresser and pulled out your favorite pink metal handcuffs, rattling them as he came back to the bed. He grabbed both of your hands and kissed all your knuckles before restraining you to the bed post.

“Daddy’s got a surprise for you baby, I’ll be right back!” You felt a rush of air as the bedroom door opened and you struggled to cover yourself, forgetting that no one else was home. You could’ve sworn you heard the freezer open but what in the world would Michael need from the freezer? You huffed as he took his time fumbling around the kitchen, making extra noise to distract from what he was actually doing. You felt his heavy feet start back in the bedroom and the door closed once again. You took a deep breath as he sat down, the bed dipping to the right of you.

“Open your mouth princess,” Michael cooed quietly. “You’re gonna love this one.”

You did as you were told and something very cold and wet touched your lips. Michael rubbed it all over your lips before pushing the frozen treat into your mouth. It was icy and wet and tasted like an orange flavored popsicle. You smiled and Michael knew that you had figured it out. “Taste good baby girl?” He asked. You moaned and closed your lips around the popsicle.

“That’s it baby. Suck on that popsicle just like you suck Daddy’s big cock,” he encouraged. And so you did. Michael slowly fucked your mouth with the orange popsicle, cursing as he watched it disappear further into your mouth each time. Then he removed the treat from your mouth, tracing it down your neck and across your collar bones, and then down the valley of your breasts, leaving behind a sticky, wet trail of orange popsicle juice. But the ice against your skin felt incredible. Then he trailed the frozen treat slowly and carefully around your hardened nipples, causing you to gasp, coating them in the orange flavor, taking his time and practically numbing them with the ice. The moans spilling from your mouth were like nothing he’s ever heard and he couldn’t think of why he didn’t try this sooner.

After just about numbing your nipples, he reached down and traced the same trail with his tongue, the heat a strong contrast to the ice and you were moaning again. “My god kitten you sound beautiful when you moan like that,” Michael said. You could feel yourself blushing beneath the blindfold at his comment. It went on for quite some time, the popsicle around your nipples and then his mouth. It was leaving you incredibly loud and incredibly wet once again.

“D-daddy pleaseee!!!” You whined.

“Please what baby?!” He snickered.

“P-please Daddy I need you to fuck. me. now!!!” You yelled.

“Tsk. Tsk. Just for that bratty attitude, you’re going to wait until this entire popsicle is gone.”

“Noo Daddy I’m sorry!!! Please!! Wanna feel you in me!! Need your big cock to fill me please Daddy!!! I need it!!”

“Too late kitten. Now be patient or Daddy won’t fuck you at all.”

You gulped and and felt Michael reach up to remove your blindfold, the ceiling fan light blinding you as you opened your eyes. Before you could comprehend what was happening, you felt your legs being spread open wide. Michael had the popsicle in his mouth now, slurping on the excess before running the ice over the creases of your thighs, right next to your aching pussy.

“Fuck baby girl I can feel the heat radiating from your cunt. Let Daddy see.” Michael spread your pussy open too and saw that you were positively dripping again. “My greedy princess! I already give you two orgasms today!! And your pussy is already begging for more! Wasn’t that enough?!”

You shook your head and Michael chuckled deeply running the popsicle over your outer lips, watching as it dripped. He leaned in and licked up both sides causing you to buck your hips up again, only this time your handcuffs kept you from escaping. You watched Michael as he stripped from his boxers, his thick cock hard and leaking. You licked your lips at the mere sight of him. A soft whine escaped your lips as he got off the bed but was replaced with soft breaths through your nose as he rubbed his leaking cock across your already sticky lips. You parted your lips without being asked and allowed Michael to fuck your face. His empty hand slowly caressing your hair as you took his cock down your throat.

“Baby think you can take two?” He asked quietly. Your eyes widened as you had no idea what was about to happen next. His cock stopped in your mouth and to your surprise, he pushed the popsicle in your mouth alongside his cock as well. He hissed at the sensation and it was a bit odd for you as well. You let your jaw relax as you took both thicknesses into your mouth. Before you knew you it, his cock and the popsicle had set a steady rhythm and the popsicle was down to nearly nothing.

“This is such a view. Damn princess you’re so good to me,” he whined. “Daddy’s gonna cum are you ready?”

You nodded to the best of your ability and he pumped in and out of your mouth fairly quickly before unloading down your throat. You swallowed everything he gave you and he pulled out slowly. You let your head fall back to the mattress and both of you were breathing heavily.

“If you can get me hard again princess I’ll fuck you just like you want!” Michael challenged. He uncuffed you from the bed and kissed the dark bruises forming on your wrists as you climbed on top of him.

“Dadddyyyy,” you whined low and soft. “You always know how to make me feel sooo so good,” you’d whine as you traced around his hardening nipples. Michael’s breath noticeably quickening as your touch continued. “But it’s my turn to make you feel good.” Your leaned down and kissed over his only freckle on his neck, then sucked a dark bruise into his collarbone. You kissed down his chest and pressed a light kiss to each of his nipples, smiling when you feel his cock twitch against your leg. You scooted down a bit and sucked a bruise right onto his tummy.

“Babeeee, fuck!” Michael was a moaning mess beneath you. Right underneath the first bruise, you bit a second one and continued to do so until you got to his cock which was now fully hard. You kissed the tip and looked up at Michael with your big, blue, innocent eyes.

“Please fuck me now, Daddy,” flashing a bright smile up at him.

“Fuck, princess of course. You’re such a good girl,” he cooed.

Michael flipped you onto the bed, lying on your back, you spread your legs as wide as you could will them to go. “Mmm, so wet for me all the time.” Michael figured you were wet enough to go in without lube and he was right. He pushed in about halfway and waited for your okay to move. Before you knew it you were filled to the hilt with Michael’s thick cock and you were crying. He stopped moving when he noticed the tears.

“Babe?! Baby am I hurting you?? I’ll stop right now I’m so sorry!!” He exclaimed hurriedly.

“No baby! These are happy tears!! I love when you fill me. I love when you fuck me so good I can’t sit the next day. Please by all means, as rough as you want tonight. I’m begging you!”

Michael shook his head and chuckled, pushing his cock back in your soaking cunt and leaning down to kiss away your tears. “My silly girl.” He smiled and snapped his hips back as hard as he could, his thighs slamming against you. Your moans as loud as can be, truly enjoying every single bit of it. You could feel the head of his cock dragging along your walls as he pulled out and then pushed in.

“Not gonna last long baby, c'mon. Cum with Daddy,” he cooed. His hands reaching between you both and fondle your clit, causing your back to arch and your body begin to quake.

“That’s it baby. You’re so close I can feel you clenching. Come on princess, I’ve got you.” And the two of you let go nearly simultaneously. Your pussy clenching around his cock, milking him as you came hard as well. He slowed his movements before coming to a stop and slowly pulling out of you apologizing as he went as you were both so sensitive. He laid down next to you and you curled into his side.

“Thank you Daddy,” you whispered.

“You’re welcome baby girl. Thank YOU too!“he said softly as tangled his fingers in your hair to massage your scalp gently. Both of you were breathing rather hard still.

“Babe we’ve got to change these sheets. They’re wet and sticky and I think the popsicle stick is stuck to my back now,” Michael said. That left you in a fit of uncontrollable giggles and he couldn’t hold back either. Throwing his head back you’re both laughing hysterically.

“Can’t we change them later?! I’m tired Mike!” He sighed, hardly ever being able to say no to his beautiful girl.

“Fine but if I have a splinter when I wake up from this wooden stick pressed to my back, you’re plucking it out!!” He whined.

“Deal,” you said laughing again before pressing a kiss to his cheek and falling asleep wrapped in nothing but his warm embrace.

After All This Time - Theo Raeken imagine

Originally posted by stilinski-jpeg

Summary: Reader is Stiles’ twin sister and a werecoyote having been saved by Scott after they both got into a car accident. She’s a part of Scott’s pack and bffs with Malia. Theo courts her constantly they finally start hanging out end up dating.

Warnings: Season 6 spoilers,angst,fluff,suggested smut  & Idk what else lmao

A/N: Hope You All Enjoy x


I probably looked like a lunatic smiling to myself as I sat quietly in Theo’s truck Theo looked over at me quickly and reached to touch my thigh gently rubbing up and down “thank you for tonight” he smiled looking at the road “no thank you” I giggled. Theo and I just moved to official by having sex back at his house he was now taking me home but it was a very eventful evening he was so kind and patient since this was my first time it made me love him even more.

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The Darkness

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Title: The Darkness

Characters: Sam, Lucifer ( or Casifer if you want to be technical), Dean x Reader, Amara, Gabriel x Reader (you’ll see)

Word Count: 1,627

Warnings: angst, slight fluff

A/N: I wrote this a while ago, maybe a month or two ago, and I decided to post it finally. I hope you all like this! Feedback is welcomed and appreciated! I love you all so much! <3

Ever since Dean removed the mark of Cain, there had been this unspoken tension between the two of you.  You loved Dean, and he loved you, but there was one huge problem; the darkness, or Amara as she called herself.  Dean was your boyfriend, but Amara acted as if you didn’t exist.  You didn’t take her affection for Dean lightly.

When you finally came face to face with Amara, she was not pleased with you.  She made sure to note that Dean and her were bonded.  You chose not to give a shit about what she said.  You weren’t willing to lose Dean, especially to Amara.  By the time Amara was done with you, you were beaten and bloody.  Lucifer was the one to heal you.  If it wasn’t for him, you probably would have died of internal bleeding.

“[Y/N] please,” Dean pleaded.  “Amara will kill you.”  Dean’s eyes looked over the blood that still stained your skin and your clothes.

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Wisdom teeth // Colby Brock

Request(prompt): you get your wisdom teeth removed and your boyfriend and friend decide to embarrass you

Warnings: swearing, fluff

Tag: @hunterbunter123

“Y/N, get in the damn car.” Colby said sternly and you screeched and ran into the house. “Go fuck a duck!” You screamed and locked the bathroom door. “Come on we have to be there in like 30 minutes!” He pounded on the door.

“I am not letting some crazy man rip out my teeth!” You yelled back at him and sat on the toilet seat, crossing your arms. “God fucking dang it, Y/N.” And then the door opened, causing you to scream and run to a corner.

“Now let’s go.” He said, throwing you over his shoulder. “Rape! Rape!” You yelled hitting his back but he didnt budge. Sam laughed as he held the camera, recording the entire thing.

“I thought you loved me Samuel. I can’t believe you’d let this happen to me.” You said with disbelief and he just laughed uncontrollably. “Whores.” You said, giving up and letting Colby carry you to Sam’s car.

Today you had to get your wisdom teeth removed and you were absolutely terrified. You hated any sort of doctor for multiple reasons. They sucked.

“Please dont let him rip them out of my mouth.” You said and Colby kissed your cheek. “You’re gonna be okay.” He assured you.

“Why do you guys hate me.” You frowned and crossed your arms. They had been recording this entire thing and you just wanted to throw their camera out of the car window.


“Mom?” You slurred as Colby walked you to the car. “No, Y/N. Your mom is in Kansas.” Colby shook his head laughing. “Was she kidnapped? Oh no!” You yelled and your eyes began watering. “Samuel we have to save my mom!” You sat up, grabbing his shoulder.

 “Y/N, she’s okay. She wasn’t kidnapped.” Sam laughed and Colby held the camera so it could see you fully. “Colby, did you kiss my lips off?” you  questioned and brought your tiny fingers to your puffy lips. “No, now stop touching.” Colby grabbed her hand and pulled it away from her face.

  “But Colby if my lips are gone we can’t kiss anymore!” You freaked out, causing the boys to laugh. “Its not funny.” You slurred and your eyes watered. “Awe babe, stop crying. Your lips are still there I promise.” Colby laughed and put his hand on your knee.

 “No they’re gone! We can never kiss again Colbs.” “Its okay, your lips will return soon enough.” He laughed and rubbed your knee, causing you to cry harder. “I’m so hungry.” You sobbed. “I know but you can’t eat.” Sam shook his head.

“That stupid whore took my lips and teeth! He needs to be stopped!” You yelled but whimpered in pain. “Ow.” you groaned and put your hands on your puffed out cheeks. “Its okay Y/N.” Colby shook his head and kept the camera glued to you.

 “I’m going to sleep.” You said and laid across the back seat. “Okay. We’ll be home soon.” After he finished that sentence you were out like a light. You were going to be so embarrassed after you come back to normal.


“Did you guys seriously post that to your channel!” You yelled and stormed down the stairs. Your mouth still hurt like hell and you were very moody. “Were we not supposed to?” Sam smirked at you. “Listen here Golbach, that was way too embarrassing to go on the internet.”

You pointed your small finger at him. “But it was good click bait.” Colby laughed. “Do it for the click bait.” Sam smiled. “You guys are so annoying.” you rolled your eyes and fell into the seat beside Colby. “Awe its okay. The fans loved it.” Colby smiled, kissing your cheek and pulling you closer to him.

  “Whore.” You groaned but cuddled into your boyfriends side. He may embarrass you constantly but you still loved him.

Crazy About You~ Pete Dunne Imagine

Originally posted by samizayn

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“ Stop denying the fact that you want to be the only woman he looks at” Tyler says as you sigh watching Pete flirt with yet another girl that isn’t you.
“ I don’t know what your talking about” removing your bare shoulder from the wall instead putting your back to it. 

“ What are we talking about?” Trent had made his way over, standing in between you and Tyler. He looked at Tyler who was fixing his mustache before looking at you. 

“ Y/N gawking over Pete, the usual” Tyler shrugs with a chuckle. Trent shook his head placing a hand on your shoulder, “ you got to tell him. The boy is crazy over you.” 

“ Don’t let him hear you call him “ boy” Seven, he might kick your ass” 

“ He can try but he won’t get far” 

“ Talking about me?” Pete stops in between you and Trent.

 He was so close to you, his arm was brushing against yours causing a shiver to go up your spine. 

“ Yeah everything revolves around you Peter” you rolled your eyes as you responded.

 His gaze turned to you, raising his eyebrow as he hears for the first time you say something sarcastic to him. Not usually you acted like that around him, Pete never imagined himself to have feelings. For anyone. 

Not even you. But you would always get under his skin, always make him nervous and for the first time, he was able to feel what it’s like to love someone. 

“ Watch your mouth love” He says. 

“ Would you two kiss already? Geez, either that or jump his bones already Y/N” a blush came over your cheeks not believing Tyler just said that making Trent throw his head back in laughter. Pete smirked as he watched your reaction, he thought you were cute when you blushed.  

“ Uh…. I need to go..” you managed to slip in between the three guys heading down the hall away from Pete. You felt the heat from your cheek, your hands shaking and stomach in butterflies. 

You can’t tell him how you feel, he was Pete Dunne. He could have any woman he wanted, why you? You were just a woman who wore band shirts, jeans and combat boots. You looked like the female version of Mark Andrews. 

 Well, from what Pete said. He said those exact words, Mark and Pete had a long history together so when he first met you, he said, “ You know love you remind of an old friend of mine. You know Mark Andrews?” you nodded to his answer. Of course you knew Mark, Mark was the first one to greet you when you walked through the doors into the company. 

The following week, it was the same thing. You eyeing Pete as he talked to every possible woman he can find, taking her to his room and then you see him the next morning. It hurts so much to see him do this. He never paid close attention to you and it bothered you. Tyler took noticed, he watched every time your face would drop and your eyes held so much hurt. He wanted to do something, he wanted to help you.

He knew that Pete was hiding his feelings for you, it was clear to see. Pete would always look your way when you would help up set up their merchandise. He would always ask you for help when he has to pack them for shipping. It hurt him when you don’t pay attention to him, he notices the little things you do and the food you like to eat or hate. 

“ Quit being a pussy and tell her how you feel” Tyler told him one day as they were setting up the merchandise. Pete shoot him a glare, you were standing right there and Tyler thought it was the best time to bring it up. 

“ Fuck off” Pete mutters, shoving Tyler in his rib. Tyler begins to open his mouth to call you, but Pete shoves him into a box which catches your attention looking at the two. 

“ Everything okay?” They both nod, you help Tyler up shooting a glance at the two again. Sometimes you wonder what’s going on between the two. One day they act like they are best friends, the next they are fighting over little things.
“ Don’t mind them, Pete’s on his period as usual. Tyler didn’t sleep much” A shirt was thrown meaning to hit Trent when it hit you on the side. It lands on the floor, you looked to your side seeing Pete with a pout. 

“ You better run Sevens” Trent eyes go wide as Pete chases him around with you and Tyler watching the two with amusement on your faces.  

Tyler had enough of you two stealing glances at one another, acting like teenagers who won’t admit their feelings. He was getting tired of hearing you talk about how you wanted Pete to notice you. 

“ Fuck sakes Y/N, shut up about Dunne. He likes you and you like him, go do something about it or I will” 

“ What do you mean you will? You better not..” 

Tyler didn’t respond back to you, simply grinned before taking out his phone to post a picture on Instagram. 

“ You and your pictures” what shocked you was he snapped a picture of you.
“ TYLER BATE! DELETE THAT SHIT RIGHT NOW!” you yelled trying to get to his phone but he put his arm out of reach. Pete has happened to walk by taking Tyler’s phone from his hand before glancing himself at the picture, he added something before giving the phone back to Tyler. Tyler laughed at the caption before posting it, “ I hate you two.” 

“ There are some boxes in here that I need help with” it was the time again to help the boys set up the merchandise. 

“ Why couldn’t Trent or Pete help you?” Tyler shrugged before opening the door.
“ Ladies first” you looked at Tyler, he has been acting a little weird today.
“ Are you sure the boxes are in here?” He nods, holding in that smile he desperately wanted to show. 

Shrugging you walked inside,but then the door closes locking on the inside.
“ What the fuck Bate! Are you kidding?!” banging on the door was no use, you tried pulling it with one foot on the door while the other pulling the door knob.
“ It’s no use love, he locked us in here” you hear a familiar voice behind you. Your hands going to your side as you turn to face him, Pete sat on the floor against the wall looking up at you.

“ What is this?” He shrugged. 

“ It’s for you to tell each other how you feel, you like each other and you aren’t coming out until I hear kissing or something” 

Pete looks down at his hands not really knowing what to say. He was shocked to hear that you like him, him. Out of all the guys you could be with.
“ Do you really have feelings for me?” you ask softly, looking down at your hands.  

“ I do, I never felt like this before with anyone” he responds.

“ But, the other girls..” you motion to the door. He scoffs, showing his snarl.  

“ They are nothing to me, I fuck em but you Y/N..” he gets off the floor making his way over to you. 

“ You are more than just another to me, I want to be with you. Sounds crazy coming from someone like me?” you shook your head, “ Let me finish. I don’t know how to show that I care for someone or show that I love them. But I do love you and I want a chance to prove that I’m worth the risk” 

“ Then show me I -” without a warning Pete smashed his lips against your. The kiss was filled with hunger and lust. 

 Your hands take a hold of his face, deepening the kiss. He picks you up, wrapping your legs around his waist and he carries you over to the couch that was in the room and laying you down with force, not breaking the kiss. Pete pushes your legs open with his hands, getting in between so you could feel his hard erection against your clothed warmth. He begins to grinds and goes to bite your neck as you moan his name throwing your head back.

“ Please.” You beg him. He smirks but doesn’t stop, he just grinds harder. Pete takes a hold of your shirt, unbuttoning it.You feel the cold air hit you as runs his hands down your body. His lips go dow your neck, in between the valley of your breasts, and down to your stomach. He places kisses all over your stomach, making you shiver. Pete starts pulling down your shorts along with your shoes, revealing a wet spot in your red panties. 

“ All for me, mine” he growled. 

“ Yours” you moan as he licks the wet spot.

“ Tyler is outside.” He reminds you as he pulls your panties to the side. His tongue connects with your clit. The feeling of his warmth mouth on your warmth made you shiver. He starts to suck, making you arch your back.

 Pete’s fingernails dig into your hips, holding you down. He stops sucking and start to play with your clit, flicking with his tongue. Your juice was dripping down his chin as he removed his face from between your legs for a moment to grin at you. He removes his mouth from your warmth making a sound like a pop. He whipped off your juice off his chin, “ There is more where that came from. But now love, it’s your turn.” He starts to pull down is pants, “ You are going to take my cock and suck it like a lollipop.” He roughly pulls you off the couch and to your knees. 

He brushes the tip of his cock at your mouth. You happily open your mouth, taking it. 

Pete gasp and moans as he watches you take the tip of his cock into your mouth. You could feel his eyes on you, watching you like a prey. You felt his precum spilling out onto your tongue. He tastes so good. You took him more into your mouth, “ Shit!” he hisses. 

You look up at him, he has his head throw back in pleasure. You took him more into your mouth. Suddenly he grabs a hold of your head, thrusting, making you gag. He holds your head as he mouth fucks you. You felt the tip of his cock hitting the back of your throat with each thrust. Pete felt himself ready to cum, but net yet. 

“ You liked sucking my cock?”he asks in a dark, lustfull voice that sent shivers down your spin. 

“ Get on all fours, now” he demanded.  You obeyed him getting on all fours. He gets behind you, “ Be ready to scream, let Tyler hear how good I make you feel” He hissed. He slowly rubbed his cock against your slit, making you whimper.
“ Beg” he places his tip at your entrance. 

“ Please Pete! I need you inside me, make me feel good baby. I want your cock.” Once again, he pushes in you without a warning making you scream. He thrusts hard, hitting your g-spot. Pete pounds into you, the room fills with screams and moans. A whole lot of profanities leave his lips as he grabs onto your hair pulling it back forcing you to look up. He notices you biting your lip, holding back from him. He starts to pound into you harder, “ You are going to scream my name.” he growls. You felt your stomach coming on fire. He used his other hand to rub your clit. 

“ PETE!” you screamed his name as your orgasm erupted. He pulls out of you, “ Turn around.” he grunts. You turn around, your mouth facing his cock, “ Open your mouth.” 

You obey as you open your mouth, his seed shoots in your mouth, all over your cheeks, on your nose and eyes. You swallow licking your lips, he help you get clean with wiping his cum off your face with his shirt. 

“ I didn’t need it anyways” he shrugged, before leaning down kissing you.
“ I love you Pete” you say watching his reaction. He freezes, on his knees as he processes those words in his mind. A real smile lights up on his lips, “ I love you too.” 

The door opens with a disturbed looking Tyler who comes in, “ Now I won’t be able to get Y/N’s screams out of my head. Thanks Dunne” 

“ You’re welcome” Pete snickers as you whack him in the chest, playfully.


((I’ve yet to sit down and properly think about how the toons take to illness, so I guess its about time I did. Also, no such thing as too many questions! I’m glad you can think up so many of ‘em, keeps the blog active. Headcanons under the cut! :3))

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college lance things

more parts coming! this is just an intoduction to my mua lance au!!

  • He got into makeup at age 15 through concealer which he nicked from his older sister’s dressing table. It started out because he was breaking out a little bit and was feeling mildly insecure about his skin
  • ALTHOUGH NOW…this boy goes out looking fly as fuck 24/7. His cheekbones will and can cut a bitch
  • Probably an astrology fanatic 
    • “Capricorns make the best friends. If you don’t believe me, Hunk is living proof. Facts”
  • He’s not even an MUA, he’s actually majoring in fine arts, but he goes around introducing himself as “Lance MUA xoxo” as a joke. 
    • Teachers take this seriously and ask him for makeup tips & tricks from time to time
  • “I might be difficult to work with but at least I can match my foundation smh”
  • “Keith I love you, but please, at least try a facial mask. Your pores are screaming in agony”
  • He beats his face with his beauty blender in tune to the beat of Kiss It Better by Rihanna & soley because of that, it takes him twice as long to get ready
  • “Do I want to look like a cute or bad bitch today?” “How about both” “Thanks, Pidge. I knew I could count on you”
  • Lance is really artistic and great at painting, so naturally he’s actually bomb as fuck with his makeup??? Like one swipe and bam! instantly blended eyeshadow 
  • MVP from the start. He didn’t need anyone to tell him that he needed to blend his foundation all the way down to his neck. This mf just knew
  • Started a fashion blog for fun at age 16 and it?? Actually got popular?? He’s an inspiration for guys his age that enjoy makeup & breaks traditional gender roles
  • Probably most likely popular on instagram
    • Posts OOTDs, pics of doggos and kitties, retro anime aesthetics and memes because lets be real. He’s a meme
    • He and Allura have a Monday ritual in which, no matter what, must have a selfie of them together with their freshly beat faces
  • Keith accidentally knocked over one of Lance’s Urban Decay palettes
    • Forced Keith to watch Ru Paul’s Drag Race as punishment
  • Is the prettiest but most dramatic person that ever walked this earth
    • Once hyperventilated after seeing a hot guy with a piercing and had to reapply his matte lip in a public bathroom
    • Keith was not impressed when he heard about this
  • His makeup brushes are his babies. His ride or dies. Don’t mess with them
  • Also slight digs at Keith even though he loves him 
    • “Mullets were never in fashion why do people even?? Also, you DO have to wash leather jackets at some point. Not being mean, just facts”
    • Shiro shows him all the shade because Keith is a hermit and doesn’t have snapchat (lowkey Shiro lives for drama)
  • “Keith you can try and insult me all you want but I’m a tough one to crack” “Purple really isn’t your colour though” “i – YOU ASS PURPLE BRINGS OUT THE BLUE IN MY EYES”
  • Painfully obvious mutual pining between Keith and Lance. So much so that even Lotor was getting annoyed
    • Pidge got fed up to the point where she walked into Keith’s lecture, yelled “Y’AINT BLIND OR NAH” and walked out
  • Lance does his eyebrows when hes stressed
  • Lotor is in Lance’s graphic design class and rants to him about boy problems. Lotor is…mildly confused, but slightly flattered
  • Almost teared up from the pride that swelled in him when Keith was able to differentiate between bronzer and contour
  • Lives for online drama. Has an account in and doesn’t regret it
  • Allura and Lance get into petty but hilarious arguments at times
    • Shiro:? are you two seriously not gonna talk to each other???
    • Allura: that’s what he gets for pairing up that eye look with that sweater
    BTS Reacts to Their Friend Wondering About Love Pt. 1


    “You’re joking right?” Yoongi says, never looking up from his phone.

    “I’m not! That has to be the reason no one likes me!”

    He rolls his eyes. “Y/N, you’re gorgeous,” he says nonchalantly.

    “Yoongi~~~” you shove him playfully, pretending to be annoyed to hide your embarrassment.

    “What?” He shrugs. He always made it seem like he was never fully invested in anything, but here he is giving you such a sweet compliment.

    “Well…I just wonder what that’s like, you know? Having someone like you…Having them love you regardless of all your flaws,”

    There is a silence….

    He stares at you in disgust. “…That’s so cheesy,” he gives you a side glance and you roll your eyes at him this time. The pen in your hand begins to tap uncontrollably as your thoughts deepen. Your eyes stare blankly as your lips frown. He notices and decides to take a picture of you, unable to control his dry chuckles. You stare at him, pouting and it only makes him laugh harder. “Cute,” he says between laughs to himself, looking at the picture he had just taken. At this point you begin ignoring him, still pouting to yourself.

    “Oh please, you don’t need anyone. You have me.”


    It had been the third time you painted your nails and removed the undesired color. The outer edges of your fingers were stained by the remanence of fresh polish and the tips felt dried by the overuse of acetone. You stare at your fingers, frustrated. Nothing worked…You heart stammered a bit as the self-consciousness began to grow in your chest. Who could ever like someone like you?

    You breathed in, cutting your self-loathing thoughts midway, and began to pack your polishes and used cotton balls. You often chose to sit in the park to paint your nails, since they would dry faster and the scent from the acetone wouldn’t concentrate near your nose. The issue with this is that you are not in the privacy of your home, where no one can bother you while you — in your depressed state. Instead, it being a weekend and all, sitting the park subjugated you to the company of many young people. One of them being Park Jimin, a neighborhood guy you grew up with.

    He sees you in the distance. “Y/N!” he yells as he makes his way closer to you. “What’s up?” He looks down at you and the first thing his eyes notice are the state of your fingers.

    “Nothing really…” you say, your voice beginning to leave you. The world could not have hated you more. Here you are, in such an ugly state, feeling sorry for yourself in front of Jimin. You hide your hands in your sweater sleeves, feeling embarrassed for yourself. He turns his head slightly.

    “You okay?” he asks honestly.

    “…No…I…” you look at your sleeves where your hands are hiding before your sight becomes blurred by the tears filling them. Today wasn’t a good day for you. You suddenly pick up your bags in an attempt to leave when Jimin grabs your arms.

    “Hey, what’s wrong?”

    “…I…I feel so stupid,” you say quietly. “Why do I even try? I mean…who would ever like someone like me?” There was a moment of silence with you looking at the ground and Jimin looking at you, unsure how to respond. Then you finally begin again, “I wonder what that feels like… Loving someone and having them, well, having them actually love you back?”

    Jimin shakes his head and slowly looks for your hidden hands. He holds them in his, rubbing the tips of your fingers gently. “You don’t have to do this…Don’t do this to yourself. You’re fine the way you are, Y/N” he looks up from your hands. “I promise, you are the prettiest already.”


    You were eating lunch at a nearby café catching up on some comic book reading when your close friend Taehyung suddenly sits in the chair across from yours. He pushes your book down onto the table with a smile that is full of excitement. You stare at him hoping for an explanation but are only disappointed with his simple “Hi!”

    “Hey Tae. Sorry, now isn’t a good time…” you say, picking up your book again.

    “What~? Why?” he whines, pushing your book down once again.

    “Uh, I’m just…doing some thinking.” You explain. Your gaze falls onto your book.

    Taehyung reads the title of your book, realizing that you were reading a romantic comic again. He sighs loudly and you look up at him, wide eyed and surprised at his reaction.

    “What? Are you dreaming about a guy like him?” He points at the character’s face. His face deepens into a pout. “I think I’d be way cooler than him,”


    “You want to see? I can show you what it feels like to be loved by a real man, Y/N.” He says boldly, his eyes locked on yours. You find yourself so shocked that no words come into mind for a decent response…Is he…Is he serious? Little do you know that Tae is completely serious, he just uses this playfulness to boost his ego and make his attraction to you less tense.

    “Y/N,” He says, his voice deep and steady, as he extends his hand waiting for yours.

    You stare at him and ask, “What is this?” but his only response is his raised eyebrows and that infamous stare of his. He doesn’t move his hand as he patiently waits for you to accept it. You sigh, unsure why you decide to play along, and give him your hand. He quickly raises it to his lips and kisses the back of it gently, before erupting into a bubbly giggle.

    This turned into a post slightly about insecurities~ It just came out that way. Anyway, hope you enjoyed!

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    GeekGirl and FanBoy

    A/N: Drabble request for @marvelatbarnes. Imagine where the reader and Juice are geeking out in front of the other club members. Thanks for the request, lovely! Hope you like x

    You ran down the hall of the clubhouse, screeching out to your best friend, laptop in hand.
    “Y/N, what’s wrong??” Juice asked you, his voice muffled.
    He’d been working on club stuff when you came out, and was so in the zone that when he heard you yelling, he looked you over for injuries, missing the smile on your face.
    “THOR IS COMING TO COMICCON!!” You turned your screen to face Juice, pointing at the announcement post made on the ComicCon website.
    “OH MY GOD, NO WAY!!” Juice’s eyes were wide and bright, fists clenched tight in excitement.
    “What on Earth is going on with you two?” Chibs asked, turning in his barstool to face you. His voice was also muffled.
    “ONLY THE GREA-” You started before Chibs stopped you, hopping down from his stool and walking over to you, removing your headphones from your head.
    “Only the greatest thing to ever happen to us! Thor is coming to ComicCon! He got added to the lineup last minute, was able to make it!”
    You and Juice danced around, the rest of the club watching you with concern.
    You both stopped, looking back, slightly blushing.
    “Neeeeeeeeeeeeerds!!!” Tig yelled out, to the amusement of the others.
    “Yeah, yeah.” You said, Juice rolling his eyes.
    You’d both had heard it so many times, but you didn’t care.
    Meeting Juice at the gaming store you worked at, you’d quickly become best friends. When Juice wasn’t out doing club business and you weren’t working, you were joined at the hip, geeking out over all your favourite movies, games, comics, everything.
    The other club members always teased you guys, but were glad that Juice had found someone to freak out about all that stuff with, even if it was so they didn’t have to fake interest.
    “Do you reckon Clay would let you take time off from club stuff to go?”
    “I hope so, I really wanna go!” Juice replied. “We’ll ask him when he gets back.”


    “You wanna go away to a nerd convention?” Clay asked, looking disapprovingly at you guys like you were his children.
    Both you and Juice had ambushed Clay as he’d rode into TM’s parking lot, having waited all day for him.
    “Please, Clay, it’s only in San Diego. I haven’t asked for any time off in months and we’d really love to go.” Juice said, asking Clay.
    “You are literally the greatest man alive, even greater than a Norse god. If you tried to lift his hammer, you would be worthy and possess the power of Thor.” You said, trying to sway the old man.
    “Hardly anything you ever say to me makes sense, Geek Girl.” Clay replied.
    “Pretty endearing, huh? Endearing enough to let my best buddy here come with me to San Diego in a month?” You raised your eyebrows, biting your lip and nodding your head slowly, watching for any indication on Clay’s face of a positive answer.
    He sighed, rubbing his eyes.
    “Yeah, you can go. But,” He added, before you started getting overly excited.
    “Juice, you gotta be reachable if we need you. Phone on at all times. You too, Y/N, in case we can’t reach Juice.”
    Both you and Juice nodded and started dancing around again.
    ”Save the dancing for the party tonight.” Clay said, walking into the clubhouse, the pair of you following him.

    ”Okay, tickets are purchased, and we have our passes to meet Hemsworth and get pictures.” You said to Juice as he walked into the room, the confirmation email having been sent through to your phone.
    ”I’m gonna start looking up hotels tomorrow.” Juice replied. He’d been helping make sure everything was set for the evening.
    ”Juice, Y/N, come out and party!” Jax came knocking on the door of Juice’s dorm room.
    ”We should go out there.” Juice said, and you nodded.
    The party hadn’t been going on for long, but it was going off when they got out there. They hung out, chatting and drinking with everyone.
    After a while, Juice went and sat on one of the couches, and you went to get beers. As you brought them over to your friend, you stopped dead, appearing to be staring into space.
    “Costumes!” You blurted out.
    “But it’s less than a month out!” Juice replied.
    “So we’ll just do one really good one each. We only have to wear it for one day if we want, but you can’t go to ComicCon without dressing up!”
    Juice took a beer from you and you crawled into his lap, pulling out your phone.
    Putting his arm around you and his head on your shoulder, he watched as you pulled up the Pinterest app, checking out other people’s cosplays.
    “Who should we go as?”
    “You should go as Shades from Luke Cage!” You responded, seeing a picture of him as you looked through the pictures.
    “No way, I couldn’t pull that off!” Juice said, scrolling further through the feed.
    “Well, we could just go as Thor and Loki, I mean, that’s kinda the reason we’re going, right?”
    “Yeah! Let’s do it!”
    “You know, Juice, there’s croweaters that’ll sit on your lap and give you a better time.” Tig said, seated a short way over from them, a crow giving him a lap dance.
    Juice waved him off, not even bothering to look at him.
    “You know what we should do.” Juice said.
    “Marvel marathon.”
    “Right now?” You asked.
    Juice shifted under you and you stood, letting Juice up. He took your hand and lead you to his dorm.
    Taking off his kutte and sinking into his bed, you grabbed more drinks from the bar fridge in his room.
    Sitting next to him against the headboard, Juice scrolled through the movies on Netflix, finding the first Thor.
    As the movie played, you got to the scene where Jane gave Thor mortal clothes to change into.
    “Maybe I could go as Jane for one of the days.” You mentioned offhandedly.
    Juice turned to you, and before you knew it, he had kissed you.
    When he pulled back, you had the same face that Jane had when she saw Thor without his shirt on.
    “Whoa.” You said, not sure what else to say, or if you possessed the vocabulary to say it.
    “Wanted to do that for a while.” Juice said, blushing, looking down at his lap.
    “If I’m going as Jane, you should go as Thor.” You replied. “Would look a bit weird if Loki was kissing Jane.”
    You both chuckled, and Juice cupped your cheek with his hand, pulling you in for another kiss.