raw kiss

anonymous asked:

i really have to hand it out to julie and skam, cause even if you watch lgbt movie you dont see so many things, i dont know if its censorship or else, but forget about raw intimacy, forget about kisses, you just dont see that. then you have skam and they really showed it all, this is what you usually get with het pairings but julie really went out there and showed that isak and even are truly in love, they do have sex (,shocking) but also they are best friends. I will forever be grateful

same my love same

what makes this show so beautiful is how real it is and how well Julie truly shows two boys in love. They are so in love i can feel it and i’m so blessed to have this in my life <3 i am happy :))

Swings instagram (translation):

Why do I like this kid so much

He’s very straight forward, and sometimes he’s a little irritating, even when meeting someone new, he will just put on his earphones and listen to music, he might be a little naive but I feel like he’s always staying beside silently looking at everything objectively, or you can say positively, without having any bad thoughts. He’s more of a soul person than a brain person. When I’m having a hard time, he’ll always just come over without saying anything then lie on the sofa and sleep. Once he wakes up he’ll say “I’m going now” and he’ll just leave. All my younger brothers are just like typical guys so we never do kisses to each other but you know what? I do it everyday to this kid that’s gonna turn 27 soon kekekeke I think I might be the biggest giri fan. Let’s all love our dog-cat Giriboy more.

@giriboy91 idiot beggar-boy

  • Medusa: *Physically throws herself between literal Gods and murderous Monsters*
  • Aurora: *Casually commits extreme theft and ends up in gang shoot out every day*
  • Serena: *Doesnt think twice about jumping into crocodile infested waters*
  • Me a very fragile hearted and weak gay: ...Voltage...please let my wives rest...

anonymous asked:

I always imagine Draco gardening, (idk because he gardened with his mom when he was little maybe?) anyway, now I've imagined Harry coming to see Draco, spotting him with dirt on his cheek and knees scuffed from the ground. I can't decide how Harry would react though. Would he think it's cute? Out of character? Weird?

As Harry walks down the stone steps into Draco’s garden, he can’t help but feel as if he is trespassing upon a scene he isn’t meant to see.

He’d known he wasn’t due at Draco’s til half past noon but he’d been bored and restless at his flat alone, and if truth be told he’d missed Draco something terrible after a week away on assignment.  So on a whim he’d tried to use the floo a few hours early and had been pleasantly surprised to find Draco had left the connection open for him.

Except when he’d stepped out into the lounge he’d not seen Draco anywhere.  He’d called out for him, and poked around his house, but there was no sign of him anywhere.  Harry had almost started to worry that something might be wrong until he’d noticed the kitchen door ajar which had led him out into the dewy, sunlit garden.  

It was unusually warm for this time of year and Harry had only expected to find Draco enjoying the sunshine.  He mostly definitely hadn’t expected to find Draco on his knees amongst a bed of flowers; his sleeves rolled up and grass stains on his knees.  But what Harry found most startling was the sight of Draco bent over on his hands and knees, a line of sweat dripping down his neck and his long, elegant fingers digging into the dark, rich soil.

Harry wasn’t sure why he found it so shocking, he’d known Draco liked to take care of his own flowers.  He’d told him as much on their third date, mentioning how he used to tend to the flowers in the garden with his mother as a child.   He’d said it casually enough at the time as if it was nothing, but Harry had known then it was Draco’s way of revealing something very intimate about himself to Harry.  The significance of that small comment had not been lost on him.

However there was a big difference between knowing Draco liked to garden and seeing him work the earth with his bare hands.  Harry wasn’t sure what it was exactly, all he knew was that the sight before him made his clothes feel too small and his heart feel too big.

And so when Draco abruptly stands a moment later, embarrassed and rubbing his hands on his pants Harry nearly sprints across the garden, pressing Draco back against the stone wall and tangling his fingers into Draco’s and holding on as if trying to anchor himself.  There is something different about this kiss, something raw and desperate and Harry dimly wonders if Draco feels as exposed as he does.

“If I’d have known you liked to see me dirty I might’ve invited you over to watch me garden a long time ago,” Draco teases when they finally stop kissing, his eyes locked on Harry with a gentle fondness that makes his chest ache.

“I love you,” Harry whispers quite suddenly.

Draco doesn’t say anything at first, just blinks a few times and Harry’s stomach drops immediately, wondering if he’s misread the moment.  But then its Draco’s turn to nearly slam Harry back against the wall, kissing him as if his life depends upon it.  

Draco doesn’t say anything, doesn’t say the words back, but his hands tremble as he hold’s onto Harry, pressing messy kisses to his neck and face and just about  anywhere he can reach. 

 And Harry smiles, because Draco hasn’t said the words out loud, but its in his eyes and his touch and his smile, and he knows that Draco is saying it back in his own way.  So Harry closes his eyes, letting Draco’s touches wash over him as he inhales the smell of grass and dirt, memorizing every moment and relishing in the overwhelming sensation of being loved.

You have five seconds. Five seconds and then you need to walk out of here and smile and laugh like nothing is wrong. Five seconds alone in this bathroom stall.

Five seconds.

They kissed. Play it over and over again in your head. The edge of the window obscured only what you could fill in anyway. They kissed, and that’s the end of it. No last-ditch attempts, no alternate endings. He is in love with her, and he kissed her, not you. You watched from the sidelines, just like you always do. You thought you were in the game but you’ve been benched all season, playing holograms and recordings and pictographs of memories.
For this second, embrace that rawness. He kissed her and it hurts because she isn’t you.


I know you want to argue, that you’re doing it right now. You’re making excuses and adding in ‘but what ifs.’ After all, you didn’t actually see it. Maybe your eyes played tricks on you. Maybe it wasn’t what you saw.
You want to say, but what about two days ago? What about the things he said, the way he looked at me? At just me.
It doesn’t matter what he says. It doesn’t matter how you think he felt. It doesn’t matter who you think he wants, it matters who he’s with.
And he is with her. Not you.


You were wrong about everything. Admit it. Own up to your dreams that got in the way of reality, acknowledge the danger of overanalysis. He makes you feel like home, but if he’s home, why does it feel like he just scraped out your insides?
And not for the first time. You feel hollow–cling to this. Maybe he is where your heart is, maybe he is your heart. Maybe he is everything to you, but you’re not to him. If you were, he wouldn’t have kissed her.


Remember all those things, one last time. After this, they are gone. They have to be gone. It’s the only way you’re going to survive. Remember the first time you met him and you knew you were going to fall in love with him and you knew it was going to break your heart. You always saw this coming. Deep down, you’ve just been waiting for the blow to fall.


I don’t know if you’re going to love anyone else. I don’t know if distance will finally solve what proximity cannot touch. I don’t know if you’re ever gonna really forget how much this hurts.
But one day, it will stop hurting. I promise

Look in the mirror, take a deep breath, and smile.
You are beautiful, you are brave. You love without regard for the consequences, and that is one of the best things about you.
You have amazing friends and a whole summer with them ahead of you.
Don’t miss out on that because you’re sad about him.
You are going to live through this, and you’re going to be better.

Walk out of here and don’t let them see those five seconds. Life’s too short to get all weak-kneed over some fuckboy who doesn’t care.

—  “Five Seconds in a Bathroom Stall”

anonymous asked:

did you see the 2nd kiss without the music? Are matt and harry so freaking noisy while kissing or is that added it post production? I already thought that for the wedding kiss. =D

I did watch that video of the second kiss without music, Anon. And lol, apparently they both really are that noisy when kissing each other. It was the same with the wedding kiss. They just like to really smooch each other. Very audible. I think it just so so adorable and pure.

Originally posted by bane--lightwood


BTS Make Their Billboard Music Awards Debut - RAW FOOTAGE

Secret [SMUT. NSFW. 18+]

Summary : It wasn’t love. It wasn’t a deeper connection. It was lust, pure unfiltered and raw lust.

Warnings : No plot. Smut just smut. Dom!Daddy!Seb. Unprotected sex (bank it before you spank it kids!)

Author : Ash

A/N : I don’t own the gifs or NIN or their song “Closer”. I also got bored and figured I’d write a smut fic for the first time. This had potential but i ruined it. Be kind!

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“ You let me violate you
You let me desecrate you
You let me penetrate you
You let me complicate you

Help me, I broke apart my insides
Help me, I’ve got no soul to sell
Help me, the only thing that works for me
Help me get away from myself “ 

“(Y/N) , (Y/N)” he said in a mocking tone as his fingers traced your exposed upper thigh through the slit of your dress. His body was pressed against yours…pressing you harder against the door to your NY penthouse, the penthouse he payed for.

You could feel Sebastian’s hot breath against your neck. His lips ghosting over your pulse points, drinking in the smell of your perfume. His hands ghosted over your thigh again. His eyes met yours one more time before he devoured your lips in a kiss. A raw, passionate filthy kiss. 

He pulled away suddenly gripping the slit in your dress firmly in his hand as he pulled it straight across displaying your bare sex to him. His eyes met yours and you knew that you were in for one hell of a night. You stood in front of him in only the sweetheart neckline, his favorite, with your breasts perfectly displayed and nothing else but his favorite pair of black Louie heels. He bit his lips as his eyes feasted on the sight before him. 

You weren’t friends with Sebastian. You weren’t his girlfriend. You weren’t his lover. That’s what she was for. You were his toy. His escape. His dirty little secret. The reason he kept his sanity. You indulged his kinky fuckeries and let him escape the mundane if only for the brief hours you spent together.

“I want to fuck you like an animal
I want to feel you from the inside
I want to fuck you like an animal
My whole existence is flawed
You get me closer to god

You can have my isolation
You can have the hate that it brings
You can have my absence of faith
You can have my everything

Help me, tear down my reason
Help me, it’s your sex I can smell
Help me you make me perfect
Help me become somebody else “

Sebastian’s fingers ghosted over your jaw, softly tracing as they slid down. Tracing your collarbone, right to the dip between your breasts. He ran his hand over your breasts, softly groping through the fabric. You moaned at the slight touch. You squeezed your legs together trying to give yourself some kind of friction. Sebastian’s chuckled as he watched you squirm. 

“Damit Sebastian” you pleaded. Sebastian loved to turn everything into a game and his favorite game was making you beg. Watching the way he could make you squirm, make you completely and utterly dripping wet just by teasing you. Stolen touches in places where you could get caught, such as tonight’s party. 

“After all the teasing you did tonight. The way you purposely grinded yourself against someone else. Letting their hands grope you, pressing their cock into that sweet ass of yours.” Sebastian pushed his body against yours once again, grinding his already hard cock into your throbbing sex. The pressure rubbing against your aching clit. He ran his hand up your neck and back into your hair grabbing it by the fist. 

“You knew I would be watching didn’t you.” His eyes glanced you over again. You knew Sebastian watching you grind against his best friend and flirt with him all night would drive him insane. Jealous Sebastian was always your favorite. 

“Yes sir.” You said with a hint of seduction in your tone. You felt Sebastian slide his hand down your stomach, cupping your sex in his hand. You groaned at the contact his fingers made as they barely ghosted over your aching slit. You could feel it dripping down your thighs. “Please Sebastian..”

Sebastian smiled at you as his fingers grazed over your clit pressing it. You relaxed at the contact only to have it end as quickly as it happened. You huffed in annoyance as Sebastian just threw you a shit eating grin and walked over to your couch. He sat down…undoing his pants and spreading his legs wide. 

“It’s not gonna suck itself (Y/N)” as he motioned to the hard cock he was pulling out of dress slacks. You crouched down in front of him your knees pressing into the plush fabric of your carpet. You brought your eyes to meet Sebastian’s, his usual blue eyes dark and clouded with lust.

Sebastian grabbed the remaining top part of your dress and just ripped it open. He smirked at you as he squeezed your breasts. His fingers pinching and rolling your nipples. “Fucking beautiful” he whispered before kissing you deeply. He pulled away just in time to see attempting to slide off your heels. 

“Leave them on.” He demanded as he sat back against the couch. You happliy complied as you leaned forward. You were always taken back by his size. He wasn’t lengthy, but long enough with just enough girth just to make stretching you out even more fun.

You slowly ran your hand up his length as your tongue began to work on the head. Slowly licking the pre-cum that was already forming, you never could wait to taste him. Sebastian hissed at the contact of your tongue against his slit. You smiled to yourself as you licked a long stripe from the head of his cock all the way to the base. You swallowed him in your mouth inch by inch, agonizingly slow.

You kept your hand on his balls rolling and lightly squeezing them. Your fingernails lightly scraping against them, occasionally letting your fingernails scrap against the underside. Next to actually fucking Sebastian, being able to suck his cock was your next favorite thing. The control you had over him in this moment, the way he became undone because of you was your favorite thing to witness.

“Fuck, I never get tired of seeing your pretty mouth wrapped around my shaft” Sebastian muttered. Your eyes met and you could see the control he was begging for in his eyes. You had started to slowly bob your head up and down Sebastian’s shaft and stroke him when he slowly took your hand away. You felt his hands pulling your hair into a ponytail. You just placed your hands behind your back. 

When Sebastian was jealous, he needed control. He needed to be reminded that you knew who you belonged to. You were more then eager to comply. Sebastian loved to watch you take his cock all the way down your throat. Hear the delicious gurgling and gagging sounds you would make around him. The way his cock would be covered and dripping from your spit. 

“Such a good fucking slut, fuck (Y/N) ..f…f..” He was lost in the moment and you were growing wetter by the second. You could feel Sebastian’s hips moving erratically, without any real rhythm, you knew he was close. You hummed against his shaft, “Damit…Fuck” Sebastian screamed before pulling out of your mouth with an obscene pop. 

“I’m not done with you, yet.” He smirked as he took your hair and pulled up to  meet him as he stood. “I want you to remember whose little fuck toy you are. I want you to feel me days later. I want you to think about me when he’s inside of you, when he touches you.“ He growled in your ear as he turned you around and pushed you over the back of your couch. You groaned as you felt his large palm land perfectly on your ass cheek. 

“I want to fuck you like an animal
I want to feel you from the inside
I want to fuck you like an animal
My whole existence is flawed
You get me closer to god

Through every forest, above the trees
Within my stomach, scraped off my knees
I drink the honey inside your hive
You are the reason I stay alive “

Before you could say anything you felt Sebastian ram deep inside of you. “Sebastian..soo..fucking..deep” you managed to moan out as he adjusted himself behind you. His chest pressed against your back. His fingers interlocked with yours as he pushed himself even further.

“Who.Do.You.Belong.To?” Sebastian asked as he pounded into you. Each word followed by a deep thrust. You turned your face to meet Sebastian’s as your cried out. 

“You..fuck you Sebastian.” You cried out as you kissed him deeply. You felt his lips moved to your neck, you shoulders biting and kissing. You knew you’d be covered in purple and blue marks, but you didn’t give two fucks. You felt his hands creep over your breasts. 

He squeezed, pinched and grabbed them. Moving his hands to explore over your body. Grabbing and slapping your ass. You could feel the fingerprint bruises forming. “You’re always so fucking tight and wet for me. Is it for me?” he groaned into your ear as he pushed all his body weight against you, hitting that sinfully sweet spot. 

You gripped the couch until your knuckles were white. “All..the..fucking..time..just you..Sebastian” you screamed out in ecstasy. You were both gone. You felt your walls clenching and his hips moving erratically. The sounds in your penthouse became obscene. Slaps of skin against skin..you could hear Sebastian’s dick moving in and out of you. The moaning, the groans. Begging from both of you not to stop. 

Sebastian slowed down one last time pulling all the way out except for just the tip and ramming back deep into you twisting his hips as he pushed in. He could feel your walls tensing and clenching around him. “Cum for me (Y/N). Cum all over my cock.” All it took were those words and you were done. “Fuck Sebastian..” was all you managed to say before you saw stars. “Fucking perfect…so perfect” Sebastian moaned out before he came deep inside you. 

You both laid there for a moment. Relishing in that feeling. You felt Sebastian give your shoulder one last bite as he kissed your neck. You gasped at the feeling as his hand slipped lower over your sensitive clit collecting your juices on his finger as he pressed against the sensitive bud. He felt you quiver against his body as he chuckled. 

“We’re just getting started.”


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This is how I want you to kiss me:
All over my body.
Look me in the eye, watch me become yours.
Tease me.
Bite me.
Breath into me and with me.
Suck me.
Lick me.
Hold me.
Moan and breath heavily.
Nuzzle your head in my neck.
Run your fingers through my hair.
Touch your nose to mine.
Take a break every so often and tell me that you love me.