so forgive me for an overload of feels

That Time Of The Month

A/N: I am a terrible fluff writer but I honestly tried my best for this one. It’s my very first time writing fluff so please forgive me if it seems overly cheesy and cringey (oops). Anyway, thank you to whoever requested this because fluffy Kyungsoo is life and I hope you’ll love this!

Pairing(s): Kyungsoo x Reader

Warnings: cuteness overload hahaha

Genre: Fluff

Requested: Yes

Summary: Kyungsoo wants to make love to you but upon realizing that it’s your ‘time of the month’, he takes care of you instead.

Word Count: 1070

Originally posted by kaisoo-af

“(Y/N)? I’m home!”

The cheery voice of your dear boyfriend Kyungsoo rings throughout the quiet air of the apartment the two of you share, sending that familiar warm and fuzzy feeling of comfort through you. You could recognize his voice anywhere; to you, it’s like a symphony to your ears, better than any orchestra out there.

Fidgeting on the sofa where you’re slumped on, you lift a hand in greeting. “Welcome home, Kyungsoo”.

Kyungsoo wanders over to the sofa, a smile lingering on his rosebud lips but it fades away as soon as he catches sight of the state you’re in; with your hair scraped back into a messy bun piled on top of your head, your oldest pair of PJs on and the grimace on your face, you have a feeling that you’re not exactly the epitome of feminine sensuality. But all the same, Kyungsoo immediately bustles over to you, eyebrows already furrowed in concentration.

“(Y/N), are you alright? You look like crap”, he remarks, perching on the edge of the sofa and studying you surreptitiously.

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anonymous asked:

Jimin punishing baby kookie for sitting on another boys lap at school

Light a fire in me, baby

(2.1k) Jikook

Alright listen up anon. I almost, and I mean almost didn’t write this, because I’ve never done requests. And I assumed it was dirty. But I was like why not. And it ended up being 2.1k. So I hope enjoy you little shit <3

Jimin wasn’t mad.

He swears he wasn’t. He was perfectly fine seeing his younger boyfriend perched on the lap of someone else. He was okay with seeing him giggle, surrounded by all of his friends while he sat obediently in the embrace of Taehyung. He was totally fine being completely across the room from them feeling left out. And he was fine with the hand that was also resting on the curve of Jungkook’s ass.

Okay, who the fuck was he kidding? Jimin was quite absolutely fuming.

Jimin honestly tried not to be jealous all the time. He really did. Jungkook had a long talk with him about it, trying to be polite as possible telling his hyung to back off just a bit. Of course, it hurt at first because it had made the elder feel like Jungkook didn’t want his affection. But, that was completely wrong and Jungkook reassured him that those thoughts were not the case. He just wanted a looser…leash.

Jimin respected Jungkook. 100% and no doubt about it. But this was just too far.

Seeing someone else’s hands on his boyfriends waist lit a fire so deep, yet, so strong inside of Jimin. That if he heard one more laugh out of Taehyung he was going to flip shit.

He was currently in a separate desk across the room and couldn’t help but take his eyes off the scene.

“Jimin-ah?”

Jimin was like a wolf watching his prey. His eyes were trained so intensely on the group of students that he didn’t bother to look towards the voice that was speaking to him.

“What,” he replied in a flat tone, mouth resting on his crossed fingers, still glaring.

Namjoon cleared his throat, clearly concerned. “Are you okay? I mean- you just seem a little… tense?” Namjoon was so damn loyal. He was always the first one to check up on Jimin when he senses that something was wrong.

“I’m fine.” Jimin had replied a little forced. But he wasn’t fooling Namjoon. He had known him for too long.

Namjoon was curious as to why Jimin wasn’t even sparing him so much as a glance, and followed Jimin’s gaze to the group of people. It wasn’t hard to see what the black haired boy was peeved about once he saw it.

Oh.” Namjoon nodded affirmatively. “Yup. Okay. I see what you’re mad about. Jealous huh?”

Jimin scoffed at this. “Jealous? I’m not jealous.” Yes he was. He was really really fucking jealous.

Namjoon clicked his tongue. “A huh…” he drawls out. “Well you better not do anything because you know that Jungkook will get pissed. I know he had talked to you about your jealously problem. And, I mean, do you really want to bug him? Look how happy he his and- oh okay well shit, I spoke too soon. Wandering hands alert.” Namjoon coughs, looking away.

Jungkook has currently thrown his face into Taehyung’s neck in a fit of laughter and Taehyung’s hand slowly drifted downwards further…and further… and further and.

Oh hell no. He did not just squeeze his boyfriend’s ass.

Jimin jumps out of his seat, chair toppling down. “Alright, that’s it.” He absolutely beelines to where his boyfriend was still seated on Taehyung’s lap, coming to a stop in front of the two.“

“Jungkook. Come with me. Right now,” he bites out.

As soon as he speaks, everyones laughter dies down and they look at Jimin with wide eyes. Fear immediately flashes in Jungkook’s eyes.

“Hyung? I-what?” he stutters in confusion.

Jimin bites his lip in anger, attempting to hold himself back.

“Get up. You’re coming with me.”

Jungkook looks around at his friends with a loss of what to say. “Jimin hyung, I’m in the middle of talking t-”

“Now.”

Jungkook gulps, pushing himself up slowly from Taehyung’s lap and as soon as he stood up, he felt a hand with a vice-like grip begin to pull him towards the classroom door.

“Jungkook-” Taehyung started in protest but the words are caught in his throat when Jimin shoots him a look that could kill.

Jimin is dragging Jungkook throughout the halls, pushing his way through student without a care. Jungkook on the other hand did not like all the stares.

“Jimin hyung stop! W-where are you taking me?” he stutters out, keeping his eyes low to prevent anyone from seeing the blush blooming on his cheeks.

Jimin didn’t answer him, he just continued to pull Jungkook mindlessly turning corners to find somewhere. Anywhere.

When Jimin turned in a new direction, they found themselves in an empty hallway. Not much was there, not even a classroom. It was quite useless, save for the staircase that no one ever took. Jimin figured it was good enough and dragged them into the space behind the staircase, pushing his younger boyfriend against the wall.

“Jimin I-ah.”

Jimin wasted no time in latching his lips onto Jungkook’s soft and golden neck. He ran his tongue along the vein hidden underneath his skin and stopped every now and then to nip at the skin. His hand was gripping Jungkook’s jaw, angling his chin up to cover more surface area. Jungkook was squirming in his grip letting out small whimpers of enjoyment.

Once Jimin found a suitable spot to sink his teeth into, he dove in and sucked hard.

Jungkook threw his head back even farther and moaned at this. “Jimin hyung!” Jungkook kept letting out small ‘ah’s’ as the older’s hands begin to roam his body, pushing up his school button down to run his finger tips on the expanse of Jungkook’s belly. His abs twitch at the touch.

He tried speaking again. “Jimin why-”

Jimin yanks his face down so that their eyes were level. “It’s hyung to you, brat. And why do you think? You know what you did. Letting him touch you like that. Only I can touch you like that Kookie. Me.”

Jungkook opens his mouth to protest but it was useless because Jimin had already claimed his mouth. Tongue delving deep into the brown haired boy’s mouth, Jimin swirled it, leaving Jungkook’s head spinning. Jungkook kissed back with no hesitance, trying to keep up with Jimin’s fervently moving lips. The younger moaned into Jimin’s mouth as soon as he felt hands pop open the button of his jeans.

Jungkook pulled back. “I know Jimin. I know what I did,” he panted. “I did it on purpose.”

Jimin growled and began attacking Jungkook’s neck again with open mouthed kisses. “You absolute brat. Why? Why did you do it?

Jungkook let’s out a choked groan as Jimin’s hands find their way into his pant’s, gripping his half hard cock through the material of his underwear. "I-oh Jimin,” he threw his head back and mewled as his hand began to rub. “I-you hadn’t touched me in weeks. I didn’t think that telling you to calm down with the jealously would affect us like that. I said stop being so jealous not stop fucking me. F-fuck, Jimin more,” he whined out, apologetic.

Jungkook began grinding his hips up into the palm of Jimin’s hand, trying to focus on the lips massaging at his neck. “No, this is all you’re getting for being so bad. And why Taehyung?”

The younger tries speaking through his whimpers and pants. “I kn-shit. I knew that he liked me. That he thought I was hot.”

Jimin tisks, shaking his head. “That’s not a nice thing to do Kookie. Where did my good boy go hmm?” Jimin’s hands were still rubbing steadily into Jungkook’s, now fully hard, cock.

Jungkook let out a laugh between groans. 

He died when you took my virginity.”

Jimin plunges back in, forcing Jungkook’s mouth open with his tongue, slick lips rubbing together. Everything was so hot. So so hot that Jungkook felt like his skin was melting. Jimin’s dark eyes looking at him like that left him begging for more. Always more.

The older boy broke the kiss to pepper kisses all over his younger boyfriend’s face as his nimble fingers reach into the hem of his underwear pulling out his leaking length. Jungkook moaned as the cool air of the school hit his newly exposed cock.

Shit. School.

“J-Jimin wait! Someone could see,” he gasps, fingers digging into Jimin’s biceps as his hand wraps diligently around his cock, thumbing at the slit.

“Shh, baby,” he hushes him, biting at his ear. “Nobody’s coming.”

After that reassurance, Jungkook indulges. He mewls as his boyfriend continues to tug at his cock, twisting his wrist and making it feel so damn good. The air surrounding them was musty and they probably should not have been doing this under the staircase–let alone in the school. But their fogged over minds prevented them from making better judgement.

Jungkook gasps when Jimin twists his hand just right. “Hyung I’m gonna cum! Fuck, that feels so good. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop. I’ve missed this. I’ve missed you.” He leans forward to connect their lips once again, wanting to feel Jimin everywhere.

Jimin pulls back and Jungkook whines, but stops as soon as Jimin’s hand speeds up. “That’s it baby, cum for me. You’ve been so good Kookie. I forgive for being bad. My bad boy.” Jimin slips his hand in the younger’s pants to grip tightly at his ass. “This is mine, you got that?”

Jungkook whines. “Jimin.”

His sensory was on overload and it had been so long since they had done something like this. And the fact that they were doing it in such a public area made it so much more dirty. Jungkook felt as if he was choking on the air because it was so hot that it left him gasping for breath.

Making Jimin jealous has got to be the best thing he’s done all week.

“Ohh, shit. Jimin, I’m gonna come. I’m gonna come.” His moans were getting progressively louder, and suddenly he couldn’t take it anymore.

Jimin suddenly drops to his knees. “Jimin wha-” he starts but is cut off as soon as he feels his boyfriend’s plump lips wrap around his cock and a finger prodding at his hole. And that threw him over the edge.

Jungkook gasps, eyes rolling back into his head. “Jimin!”

The younger comes in heavy spurts in Jimin’s mouth as his body shakes violently. Jimin sucks at his cock eagerly, taking all that Jungkook was giving him. He looks up at Jungkook with his beautiful wide eyes and swallows around his cock. Jungkook watches him, heavy lidded. Jimin pulls back a little and suckles at the head, eyes still locked with Jungkook as he swirled his tongue around making sure he swiped up every last drop. He gives Jungkook’s cock a kiss on the head that sends a violent shudder down Jungkook’s spine before tucking it back into his underwear.

He oh so graciously zipped back up the younger’s pants and at that point, Jungkook’s legs gave out. Jimin quickly stands up to catch him and press a loving his to his cheek. “Okay, Kookie?”

Jungkook nodded staring into space. “More than okay.”

The raven haired boy wraps his arms around his boyfriend, holding him close and cuddling him. “I’m sorry if I was a little rough on you. I’m just so scared of losing you sometimes.”

Jungkook looks him seriously in the eyes. “Hyung, you know you never have to worry about that. I’m always going to be here. You know that I love you more than anything,” he assures him taking his hands in his own.

Jimin smiles softly, pressing a kiss to his forehead. “I know, Kookie.” Jimin reaches down to adjust his pants.

Jungkook’s eyes widen. “Oh my god! I totally forgot about you. I can take care-” he reaches his hand forward but is stopped. Jimin waved him off.

“That’s okay baby, consider this me apologizing to you for holding out on you for weeks,” he winks at him. “Besides, we have to get to our next class soon.” He pauses. “That reminds me, you’re going to apologize to Taehyung okay? I don’t care if he was touching your ass, don’t use people.”

Jungkook sighs and hangs his head after being scolded. “Yes hyung.”

Jimin kisses him sweetly. “Good boy. Now go to class and if you be good, after school I’ll treat your body right because I’m not finished with you Kookie.” He says with a growl, squeezing his ass.

Jungkook’s immediately eyes darken, tongue running extensively over his red and swollen lips.

The two waste no time scurrying back to class, excited for what was in store for tonight.


I hope you don’t mind if I post this on my ao3 <3

Original Imagine: Imagine waltzing to ‘Seven Devils’ by Florence + the Machine with one of the Mikaelsons

Author: -TDM

Reader Gender: Female

Word Count:  1803

Warnings: smut, clichés so fluffy they’ll make you sick

A/N: You should listen to “Seven Devils” –Florence + the Machine before or whilst you read.

 I wrote this about Kol ‘cause I had already started writing it about him before the imagine.

I may have overdone it with the adjectives and stuff but it’s because I wanted to simulate the feeling of one’s senses being overloaded and how they’d be lost in a really epic moment, so forgive me.

(Y/f/c) = your favourite colour | (C1) (C2)=character ½

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We were strangers starting out on a journey…

Adventures of a princess and a pirate.

[At the Beginning lyrics - 1/?]

12:34 AM in Houston.

Im not sure where I’m going with this but I’m going to put everything on paper. Random thoughts or questions that may not have anything to do with the next.

I’m usually really good with my words, but not lately. So many thoughts run through my head every day. Shit. Every second of the day really. I think, I think too much.
Today (technically yesterday) was a rough one for me.
I’m not sure how other celebrities deal with crazy fans, negative comments & the constant bashing. It’s like an overwhelming OVERLOAD.
I can see myself changing & idk how I feel about it. Idk if this is a good change or a bad one. The world is changing & so are the people around me. My life and my purpose in this earth have changed as well. I sit back and try to fight with myself about constantly wanting to change & grow but remaining the same. Is that even possible?
What about support systems? Or forgiveness?!
The first thing that comes to mind is “I’m so mad, angry & frustrated”. Why is that? Why do I feel this way?
I feel like it’s tough. One day you go from living one type of way or lifestyle and then the next thing you know, everyone is watching & the world is your stage. That’s A LOT of pressure. I feel like I have a great support system, but I also feel like I don’t have anyone && alone. I don’t know too many people that are going through or have gone through what I’m experiencing at this point in my life! How do I know who and what’s real?