sorry it took quite long!


Originally posted by jeonify

GENRE: noona&youngerboy, smut

BACKGROUND: Jungkook’s first time had left him traumatized of having sex ever again. It had gone so far to the point that a rumor had even spread about him not being able to get hard-ons. You then decide to step in and prove the rumor wrong. What was supposed to be a simple test of theory leads to a night that you weren’t going to forget for the rest of your life.

AUTHORS NOTE: Omg I haven’t written something in so long. I’m so sorry this took me quite a while. This actually started as a drabble but I kind of got too into it and finished it into a full blown story. I’ll be working on the remaining requests sent to me before, soon I promise you guys, I’m just trying to come up with ideas! But I do hope you enjoy this, tell me what you think. 

Jeon, as forever, is a sinful little shit. 

If there are any errors, I am sorry about those! I did proof read but I know I still missed some. 

Your pen hangs off of your lips, fingers tapping lightly against the glass table as you study the boy in front of you. He has his face buried between the pages of his Physics book, eyes scanning through each paragraph in close precision, oblvious of your scrutiny. You slowly turn your logistics book shut, choosing to ignore your studies as the conversation you had with your brother during last night’s party flashes through your mind.

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Bangtan In Bed Analysis

Sorry it took so long anon, I wrote quite a bit. Enjoy.

Seokjin ;

Making Love ;

I think they’d all be pretty much the same for this department but we’ll make it as different as possible. First, Jin is the number one man when it comes to making love. He’d make sure you were completely comfortable and ready before he tried anything too serious. He’d lay you down on the bed first, strong arm leaning his heavy body next to your own. The lights would be low and I could totally see him lighting some candles to set the mood. He’d start by kissing you, very slowly and softly, his hand trailing down your stomach. He’d finger you open while kissing your neck, still going as slow as he could without torturing the two of you too bad. After you were opened and ready, he’d pull a condom on and slide in. He keep his lips on yours in the beginning, but after a few minutes he might pepper kisses all over whatever part of your body he can reach. He’s one to keep intimate eye contact with you and tell you how much he loves you or how beautiful you are over and over as he languidly thrusts inside of you. The entire time would consist of slow but deep thrusts, sometimes a few seconds of grinding with him releasing the most gorgeous groans you’ve every heard. Seokjin for sure wouldn’t come until you did, making you first priority so he’d do anything he had to, circle his thumb around your clit or maybe even speed up just a small bit until you were shaking and trembling underneath him.

Everyday Sex ;

Agh okay. Seokjin would still be incredibly passionate and caring when it comes to everyday sex. He’d still very much make sure you were comfortable and as ready as he was before he tried anything. He’d probably be open to more with this type of sex, like kinks and different positions. He’ll try things other than kissing as the foreplay, maybe oral, both way, you sucking him off or him eating you out, or he’d play with your nipples and leave faint hickey’s on your neck and along your collar bones. He would take less time in fingering you, not meaning he won’t completely make sure you aren’t ready because he would, he’d just do it in more of a rush than other times. His thrusts would be faster, deeper, less precise but only after you begged him for it. There’d be more screaming from you and rough grunting from him, rather than quiet noises. He’d quiet you down with his tongue, swirling around the inside of your mouth. He’d bite down on your bottom lip and make sure you come undone a whining mess.

Yoongi ;

Making Love ;

Yoongi has his emotions on lockdown, it’s very hard for him to express his feelings at times so I feel everything would come out during the moments you make love. Unlike any other time, Yoongi would handle you with complete and utter care. His hands would gently slide over every inch of your body, his lips not far behind, trailing after and caressing your skin with soft kisses. He’d put every emotion he’s kept bottled up into a passionate kiss on your lips, his eyebrows scrunched in concentration. I feel like he’d want the sheet to be over your bodies while anything was happening, maybe a low lamp on in the corner to create a dim glow in the room. He’d peel your clothes off one by one, kissing over the tops of your breasts when he unclipped your bra and leaving a line of kisses under your belly button when he slides your panties off. He’ll finger you very slowly, and curl his fingers inside to hear the gasps you’ll let out, before rolling a condom on and getting to the deed. He’d want to hold you as close as possible to himself while he gently rocked into you from the start. He’d be the type to keep his face hovered over your own, his mouth held an inch away from yours so he could hotly pant against your cheeks. He’d want you to see what you do to him, see his facial expression scrunch up in absolute pleasure. His hips would push into yours with the slowest speed, but still manage to reach deeper than ever before. He might get too caught up in his moaning and groaning to remember to get you off first and he’d shoot into the condom before he could stop it. He’ll definitely make up for it after though, whether it be pleasuring you with his mouth and fingers or over stimulating himself to finish you.

Everyday Sex ;

This is where kinky Yoongi comes in. He can have quickies with you anywhere and everywhere in your house. He’ll want you four different places in the living room, five different places in the kitchen, up against the wall, bent over his desk, pushed up against the front door and even in the shower where your screams will echo around you. His thrusts would be quick and controlled, his mouth open and throatily groaning loud into your ear. He’d suck bruises into every part of your skin he could, loving the way the bright purplish marks confirmed you as his. He’d change it up every time, pinch at your clit and have you come on his cock or pull out and finish you off with his fast tongue movements and curling fingers.

Namjoon ;

Making Love ;

Namjoon is another one who has his emotions and heart guarded to protect himself and another one to have everything he’s feeling be shown through his actions in the bedroom. He’d be nervous beforehand, thinking about every possible scenario where something could go wrong but as soon as he saw your beautiful body, nothing but love would fill his mind. He’d kiss you all over and generally take his time to really let you know how he felt about you. He’d hold you close and rub soothing circles into your back or the soft skin of your thighs while he kissed your lips over and over and whispered about how much you meant to him. He wouldn’t want the moment to end but the pleasure of being inside you would become too much and he’d have to speed up his usually slow timed thrusts. He’d moan for you to come together before he collapsed in a tired heap next to you.

Everyday Sex ;

Namjoon is a kinky pervert and toys and bondage are his thing. If and when he’s not making love to you, you can definitely expect to be tied up and tortured ( the good kind ). He’d have your hands behind your back or above your head whenever he could get them there, eyes enjoying the view of you helplessly exposed to him and squirming. A smirk would never leave his lips as his hands trailed over your body and mapped out your curves. He’d mark you all over, double checking to be sure there wasn’t an inch unbruised as a reminder of who you belonged to for anyone with prying eyes. He’d use an array of toys on you, nipple clamps, mouth gags, blindfolds, handcuffs, whips, a paddle for when you decided to be a bad girl and his personal favorite, a vibrator. He’d love watching your body shake and tremble when he held the mechanical toy over your most sensitive spot, love hearing your broken cries as he fucked you with it. Namjoon would probably make you come once or twice with just his hands and the toys before he actually got to the sex part. He prefer if you were face down in the mattress, any position he could have a view of your ass. His big hands would grip your waist to hold you still as he mercilessly pounded into you, deep grunts traveling up his throat.

Hoseok ;

Making Love ;

Hoseok has such an amazing, loving personality that you couldn’t be mad at him when he messes up in this department. He’s so cheesy and dorky and playful, he wouldn’t exactly know how to get serious for something like making love. He’d try his hardest to make things perfect and you have to give him credit for his effort. He shows his love through jokes so light teasing would be his forte. He’d skim his lips all over your skin and watch the goosebumps pop up, might suck a little on your neck and nipples, flick his tongue over them and draw circles around them with his thumbs. He’s leave little pecks all the way down your stomach, nip at your hips and the inside of your thighs and laugh when you squeak as he takes his first lick at your core. He’d continue, very slowly, to lap at your clit and use his fingers to get you open. He’d hover his face over yours as he fucks into you, again agonizingly slow because he’s a shit, and laugh at every shuddering breath you let out because of his angled thrusts perfectly grazing over your sweet spot. He’d kiss your nose and promise to love you forever in hushed whispers, sometimes his own resolve breaking so he can let out a shaky moan against your cheek.

Everyday Sex ;

Everyday sex with Hoseok would be different every time. He’d like to try new things, he’d be the most open to new kinks and toys and places where you can have sex. Like the laundry room. I don’t know why but I can see Hoseok as one of those husbands that try fucking you against the washer while your kids watched cartoons in the living room. He’s sneaky and fun. He’d try to make sex with him some of your best experiences by changing it up and not keeping anything vanilla. His favorite thing to do would be making you scream, especially when the other boys were around. He’d want them to know what he does to you behind closed doors. He’ll finger you rougher than usual, fuck you deeper than the thrust before, smack your ass and pull your hair and make sure you’re crying and shaking with pleasure so he could walk out and be smug af.

Jimin ;

Making Love ;

Jimin is so full of adoration. He’s very admirable for his ability to easily show his love for others but I think he’d be a little more reserved with his feelings in bed. It would start out like any other, small pecks turning into longer, more passionate kisses. His hands would roam over your body and he’d be nice enough to ask if this was what you wanted to do, before leading you to his bedroom. He’d slowly undress you, his mouth on yours while his tongue explores the inside before he threw you on the bed and climbed on top. He wouldn’t advance things too fast, thinking it would be best not to rush through something so important. He’d take time to finger you open properly, distracting you with loving kisses on your lips or neck, then maybe eat you out just a little because it’s his favorite. His cock would stay deep, shallow thrusts barely pulling him out an inch before he’s grinding back in. His thickness would stretch you wide in the best way. After you spend a long intimate time together, soft tongue kisses shared between you Jimin would slide his arm underneath you and arch your chest until it’s pressed to his. He’d mouth at your neck and speed his thrusts up, pulling out all the way and slamming back in as he panted out I love you’s against your skin. You’d come undone in his arms and he’d kiss you hard on the lips to finish it off, his eyes crinkling up with his big smile when you returned his affection.

Everyday Sex ;

Jimin is the pussy eating queen, even more so than clit sucker Yoongi. He’d love so much to wear your thighs as ear muffs and your cunt as a face mask. He’s not one of those fake ass eaters who barely try, no. Jimin is the real deal. He’ll grip your thighs and spread your legs so far apart they will ache for weeks. He’d tease you at first and lick you through your panties a few times, make you whine and beg for his heavenly tongue you love so much. He’d probably rip them off but you wouldn’t care because he always bought you new ones. He’ll swipe your lips of any of your sweet juice you dripped just for him, thrust his tongue as deep as it would go and moan at the taste he just couldn’t get enough of. You’d be overwhelmingly trembling in ecstasy, your thighs flexing and hips pushing down onto him. He’d grip your hips tightly and hold you down so he could flick his tongue over your clit. He’ll finger you a little, use his thumbs to pull your lips apart and lap you up until you’re dry so he can finish you off. Actual sex would just be quick. It would depend on how he was feeling I think. If he was stressed out and tired, he’d fuck you fast but long. You’d have really sweaty, extremely loud sex that had Jimin’s hands curling into the sheets from the intense pleasure you gave him. He’d pant out breathy little whines and kiss your cheek and jaw as much as possible until you’re both finished, but if he was feeling energetic and horny he’d take his time and fuck you thoroughly, cock so deep you were shaking. I don’t think he’d finish inside you, he’d let you come and then ask you to suck him off so he could come too.

Taehyung ;

Making Love ;

I can’t even begin to explain how awkward Taehyung is. He’s so adorably clumsy and those traits wouldn’t just magically disappear while you were in bed. To be honest they might even show more but so would his love for you. A blush would never leave his cheeks as you guys worked up to making love, either by kissing or other things, his face would stay a deep shade of red. He’d be really embarrassed if he messed anything up so he’d try his best at everything, but mistakes are inevitable in anything. He’d apologize for poking his finger too far inside of you when it actually felt good, he’d apologize for pinching your nipple too hard, for biting your neck and leaving too dark of a mark that couldn’t be covered. There’d be a lot of apologizing but that would be what made it perfect. He’d go super super slow, teeth splitting his lip until it’s bleeding at the beautiful sight of you under him. He’d leave kisses all over your forehead, whispering in his deep voice his adoration for you while his hips ground up into yours. He’d caress your cheeks and gutturally moan when you both came.

Everyday Sex ;

I think without the pressure of feeling like he needs to love you and show it, everyday sex with Tae would be a whole lot messier. A lot less clumsy and embarrassed, more cocky and handsy. His hands ( Jesus have you seen them ) would squeeze at any part of you he was able to reach, your ass, your hips, your waist, your boobs or his favorite, your thighs. He’d nibble on your earlobe and mumble the dirty things he wanted to do to you or even better, what he wanted you to do to him. He’d sloppily kiss you and tongue your mouth, smack your thighs and ass and groan at the sound of your whimpers. He’d want his hand print tattooed on your red skin for hours. But after all that he’ll sit down in the love seat of your living room or lean against the headboard of your bed and let you ride him. He’d cross his arms behind his head and watch you fuck yourself onto his dick with the cockiest smirk you’ve ever seen. He may thrust up a few times if he catches you slacking, his cock head jabbing against your sweet spot and bringing you back. He’d growl when you scratched your nails down his chest and come to the sight of you completely wrecked above him.

Jeongguk ;

Making Love ;

Jungkook’s a little young to be in love but anything could happen so. Jungkook is shy as shit so I see him being a little like Tae and always having a rosy blush dusting his cute cheeks throughout your session. He wouldn’t know which noises meant good and which bad and his eyes would be wide, scared that he had hurt you. The first time you can expect to be awkward but you’ll definitely know how he feels about you through the whole thing. He’ll leave small pecks on the corner of your mouth and the tip of your nose, lips brushing over your forehead. His thrust would be labored, slow and shallow, only pushing about half of his length into you. He’d roll his hips and tell you you were beautiful and he loved you. Jungkook’s breathing would be heavy and stuttering in your ear, the occasional whimper from containing the urge to fuck into you harder accidentally escaping his lips. When you come he’s fast to follow, his hands grabbing your hips and holding you down onto him as he buries himself as deep as he can so he can shoot his load. After he’s done he’ll fall next to you and cuddle you into his chest, his lips pushing a soft kiss to your temple and voice murmuring that he loves you once more.

Everyday Sex ;

Jungkook’s like so into oral. But oral for him like, you sucking him off twenty four seven oh my god he would cry if your mouth ever left his dick. He’d love watching your cheeks hollow and push out if he fucked in too deep. He’d intentionally try making you choke because it would boost his self esteem and it was hot af to him. He’d pretend to be worried and cradle your jaw, maybe kiss your nose for extra effort before going right back in and fucking your throat to choke you again. He’d groan and pull your hair and fuck your face so fucking much. Since Jungkook is so strong and muscly, I think it’d be really easy for him to slam you against a wall and fuck up into you as you held onto his shoulders. He’d hold you up with his palm flat to your stomach, his other hand holding your thighs open so he could freely thrust. This is where Jungkook would be cocky af and dirty talk you into your release. He’d, just like above, bury himself deep into you and growl against your neck as he comes.

How could I forget?

Bellamy x Reader

Warnings: Smut, nsfw, Dom!Bellamy, Sub!Reader, outdoor sex, fingering, oral, minor torture, injuries, cussing, Bellamy fluff

blu3tid3s- Hello lovely! I was wondering if I could get a romantic!smut Bellamy x reader imagine? One where (Y/N) thought she and Bell would get another chance down on earth. Where they wouldn’t have to worry about the chancellor or the rules, but on earth it became the Bellamy show. (Y/n) was suddenly forgotten to him, it seemed. They get into a fight and (Y/N) tells Bell how it seems like she isn’t important anymore, that she doesn’t matter and Bell makes it his mission to prove to her that she’s wrong. Things get heated from there.

Well, here you go I guess. Sorry it took me so long, but it is quite a long fic. I am still trash and this gets hella smutty in the end, so enjoy! 😄


“Prisoner 2-1-8, face the wall.” You do as Shumway says. “What’s going on?” You ask, clenching your fists. “Quiet! Hold out your right arm.” This command coming from the guard with the riot helmet. You turn around to see a box lined with heavy, metallic wristbands.

“No, Mr. Shumway, I-I don’t turn eighteen for another week!” You try to explain as the other man grabs your arm. Placing the wristband on you. It hurts like a son of a-.

They start dragging you down the halls. You see only a few other prisoners being dragged off. The rest of the cells are empty.

“Can someone please tell me what’s going on?” Shumway and the guard with the riot helmet pulled you forward, moving even faster to the dropship.

“Where are you taking me?” The urgency in your voice only gets you an eye roll and another jank forward. You start to lean against them once you feel a prick in your side. The masked guard’s tranquilizer gun has gone off against your ribs. The last thing you hear before blacking out is a familiar voice, saying: “It’s gonna be ok, Y/n. I’m right here with you…”

A single thought echoes through your mind- He’s here…Bellamy.


You wake up to the sound of loud buzzing and metal clanking. You’re strapped into place. There’s people all around you, prisoners.

Soon enough the whole dropship shakes violently. A few girls scream beside you. “That was the atmosphere.” You hear a guy explain. The tv screens turn wavy and gray before a familiar face appears. Chancellor Thelonius Jaha.

“Prisoners of the Ark, hear me now. You’ve been given a second chance.” His voice seems awfully calm, enough that it kinda makes you want to rip off his head. You wrap your fingers around the seat straps. “And as your Chancellor, it is my hope that you see this as not just a chance for you, but a chance for all of us. Indeed for mankind itself.” Is he really talking about…the ground?

“We have no idea what is waiting for you down there. If the odds of survival were better, we would’ve sent others. Frankly, we’re sending you because your crimes have made you expendable.”

Expendable! Expendable? He kept talking but listening to this crap would’ve made you even angrier and more confused than you already were. You were grinding your teeth and clenching your fists. Barely even noticing anything that Jaha was saying. Something about Mount Weather, supplies, other things about getting your records wiped clean. All most definitely bullshit.

You see one of the boys float past you. Yes, float. He’s mid air. Doing flips and grinning. “Whoo! Yeah! Spacewalker strikes again!” Nearly everyone around you is cheering for the idiot that unstrapped himself from his seat. He’s conversing with two of the more ‘elite’ prisoners. A blond girl, you presume that’s Clarke, a council member’s daughter. And a black guy, Wells Jaha. He himself had never done anything to you. You’d barely even talked. But everything his father had done made you despise him. That may be unfair, but it is true.

More idiots start leaving their seats. Doing everything in their power to well…resist the power. To resist Clarke, whose voice sounds pathetic now, trying to get everyone back in line.

Suddenly, metal clanks, people fly against the floor and walls of the dropship, everyone screams and shrieks, sparks fly and smoke arises from the broken pipes. Everyone is freaking out. It must’ve been the parachutes, you presume. Atleast they deployed. You feel another kick. The rockets. It takes only a minute for the machines to dial down.

“Listen. No machine hum.” A kid states close by. That’s a first. It’s all…quiet. For a moment there is just, deafening silence. That is until everyone starts unbuckling their seatbelts. Clarke rushes to the idiot pancakes, who no longer seem to be breathing. Everyone else heads to the lower level. To the door.

“Back it up guys!” -Bellamy. He is here. You’d almost forgotten hearing his raspy voice. He argues with Clarke about opening the door. At some point Octavia shows up, hugging Bellamy. She’s really grown since you last saw her. You never even knew she existed until the day they’d dragged her off to the Sky Box. Bellamy was a mess after that, but no matter what, you’d always stood by his side.

The people start pointing at her, calling her the girl under the floor. Bellamy has to hold her back so she doesn’t attack anyone. He suggests that she should be the first one on the ground in a hundred years. Bellamy pulls the lever and the dropship door lowers.

An almost blinding light hits your eyes. You’re standing behind a lot of people, hoping not to be noticed.

“We’re back, bitches!” Octavia yells as she steps on the ground. Everyone runs out of the dropship, cheering. You follow the masses.

Your mind is wiped clean as the fresh air brushes against your face. It smells, sweet. For the first time, your surroundings have a life of their own. Everything’s colorful. Filled with the most beautiful shades of green. There’s bushes and trees all over. The sun has never seemed more beautiful, never been warmer. The sky is a bright blue, instead of the harsh black you’d only ever seen before. It’s breathtaking. The ground has give, it seems soft under your boots, unlike the cold floors back on the Ark.

“Y/n!?” You turn around to see him. Bellamy slowly comes closer to you. “Oh god, it’s so good to see you, Y/n!” He picks you up, wrapping you in his warm embrace. You hug him back, barely believing that this isn’t all just an illusion. You’re on the ground, you’re free, you’re with him. This only ever happened in your best dreams.

“I missed you so much…” Your voice sounds as a weak whimper against his shoulder. You won’t let yourself cry in front of all these people, though you wanted to. “I missed you too, Babe. So much.” He whispers in your hair. “I need to get a few things sorted, I’ll be right back.” He pecks you on the lips and turns around, jogging towards a group of guys. As much as it confuses you, as much as you want him to stay right there and drag this moment out forever, you understand. He knows what he’s doing, this is for the best.


It’s been a week. Bellamy has taken complete control over the camp. They’re building a wall to keep out the grounders. They had Jasper, one of the kids who had gone out to try and bring food back from Mount Weather. You had mostly been on food duty, though Bellamy rarely let you leave his sight.

He was always around, but never completely there. You two shared a tent, but rarely ever spent time there together. You understood that Bellamy felt like he was the only one who could handle things around camp. That he felt like he needed to be available for assistance 24 hours a day.

That hadn’t made him very available for you. Even his kisses seemed distant, urgent. As if he would rather be somewhere else.

You were half way to downing another cup of Monty’s moonshine. It tasted like crap, but it got the job done. You’re glaring at the back of Bellamy’s neck from a distance. Hoping not to be seen but not really caring.

“Hey, Y/n, right?” Octavia walks up from behind you having also finished her chores for the day. “Uh, yeah. Would you like to sit down?” You scoot over as she accepts your offer. “So I heard that you’re still dating my brother. Is that correct?” She gives you an innocent look, yet you can’t help but have to think longer about your answer. “Actually, um. I’m not so sure anymore.” You glance back at Bellamy. It might be the alcohol but you almost feel like bursting out in tears.

“What does that mean?” You look back at her confused stare. “Well, you know how he is. How he has to be in charge. I mean…he barely has time to look at me.” She grins a bit. “Is that why you’re staring?” You look back at the ground, blushing a little, slightly ashamed.

“Ok, Y/n. Trust me when I say this.” You look up at her calm features again. “You have nothing to worry about. I know he’s been busy but that’s just how he is. I mean, the way he used to talk about you back on the Ark. How much he missed you when you got locked up. Have you seen the way he looks at you? Like you’re an ocean and he is just so desperate to drown. I wish I had something like that.”

She looks back at the rest of the workers, taking a sip of your stolen moonshine. You can’t help but remain doubtful, yet another drop of hope, has been poured into your mind.


“No! Let-let go of me! Help! Please don’t do this!” Murphy and Atom were keeping your face above a lit fire. The smoke stinging your eyes, tears streaming down your face. The stink in your lungs making breathing difficult even without Murphy’s hold on your throat. Your squirming and kicking seemingly useless.

“Hold her still! Keep her quiet!” They yell other such commands to each-other. “Even Bellamy’s little princess shouldn’t be above our rules here now should she?” You can feel Murphy and Atom both grinning behind you. They must feel so powerful, so proud. You on the other hand have never felt weaker. You can’t even scream now, the ash is coating your throat with a thick, sore layer.


“You don’t even care do you?” You keep limping away from him. Leaning against every tree that comes your way. “What are you even talking about, Y/n?” “You! Ever since we got here it’s like everyone is starring in your own fucking Bellamy show, and the star of the night is always you! They all do what you want!” You yell, only facing him for a second before continuing your rather pathetic attempt of getting away.

“Have you lost your damn mind? Just come back inside the gate, Y/n. We’ll talk about this when you’ve calmed down.” You keep walking and he grabs your elbow. You turn around furiously, too weak to rip your arm out of his grip, so you just stare at him angrily.

“Look, what Murphy and Atom did to you…they had no right, and they are going to pay as soon as we get back. But we do have to go back.” You shake your head in disbelief. “You can go. There’s nothing for me back there.” He grabs your shoulders before you can turn back around. He looks at you, confused. His eyebrows drawn together. “You have me. You know that.”

“Do I? Cause, you’re never around. We barely talk. You never ask me about anything, you keep secrets. And after all that…maybe it was even you that told them to rip off my wristband like that. And even better- to make it believable.” You feel a tear escaping your eye. You lower your head in defeat. Eyes drifting away from his to once again hide the pain you’d hidden from him so far.

He wipes the tear off your flushed cheek with his thumb, gently tugging your jaw upwards. Forcing you to face him. “I don’t know what to say.” You can see the hurt in his eyes. “Can we please just…not say anything?” There’s no more tears. You feel empty. You’d finally gotten everything off your chest. Though that had probably only made him feel worse. Now you just wanted to make things better.

He seemed to be analyzing your every feature. Every slightest bit of movement. After a while of following his eyes you break the silence. “Can we just, pretend this…never happened. Just- go back to camp or something.” He doesn’t seem to notice how uncomfortable you’re feeling under his peering eyes.

After another moment of silence, he places a hand behind your head, lightly pulling you closer. Your lips seal and a warmth washes over you. All your worries seem to fade. He often had that affect on you.

With a slight lick over your lips you part your mouth, allowing him to deepen the kiss. His hand starts sliding up your side, giving you a gentle squeeze on the ribs below your breast. You start to loosen up. Your body seems to be melting toward his. He pulls away from the kiss to look into your eyes. “What?” You ask him, feeling as if there is something wrong. “I love you, Y/n. And I’m gonna make sure you remember that.” He says, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

“What are you talking ab- oh!” You quickly grab onto the back of his head as he starts kissing your neck. Even more passionately than the kisses before. He sucks and tugs at the sensitive skin leaving marks on your complexion, meanwhile tightening his grip on your hips. You throw back your head and close your eyes. The sensations almost overwhelming. It had been months since the last time you’d had sex. You had been praying for this moment for what seems like eternity.

He grabs ur ass and the back of your thighs, lifting you up against a nearby tree. The bark scrapes through your thin shirt, but that somehow turns you on even more. His kisses trail higher now across your chin. He lifts your arms and only lifts his lips to remove your shirt and his. He tosses them to the side and lands his kisses back on your lips.

He’s pulling you unbelievably close, both of you trying to tear off the other’s clothes as fast as possible. His lips trace down your neck, grabbing your breasts and kneading them. He lets you back onto your feet, leading his kisses between your breasts. He reaches his hand around you to swiftly remove your bra, letting it drop to the forest floor. He laps around your nipples, your hands digging into the bark of the tree, trying hard to find some steady ground.

His kisses trail lower. He hastily rips off your pants, leaving you in just your panties. He slips his fingers to your core, simply lifting the light fabric aside. “So wet for me already. It’s been a long time coming, but I’m gonna make it up to you.” You open your eyes to see him staring at yours intently, kneeling down in front of you. He’s not gonna tease you, not this time. This time he’s gonna give it to you just like you need him to.

He rubs his thumb in tiny circles around your clit. Sending vibrations and waves of pleasure cursing through you. He then licks over his lips as he slides two fingers into you. “Oh, God!” You yelp, grabbing the firm muscles on his arm. He smirks at you. “That’s ok but, most people call me Bellamy.” In normal circumstances you would laugh at that, but this wasn’t by far normal circumstances. He started moving his fingers as soon as you loosened your grip on his arm, moving expertly against your g-spot. He starts kissing your abdomen slowly, letting his breath send shivers across your skin.

You can’t help but let the moans escape your throat and let your hand run through and grab onto his soft hair. “You gonna come for me, baby? It’s ok, just let go.” His words are the last thing you need to push you over the edge, squirming and shaking, him holding your hips still with his free hand. “Oh fuck! Bell-oh my-god.” He slows down his actions, letting you come down from your high. He closes his eyes and licks his fingers, letting out a low moan of satisfaction. “Mmh.. Still taste so good. Still so tight.”

You pull him up to his feet kissing him passionately, tasting yourself on his tongue. He wasn’t lying, you did taste good. You both start wrapping around each other, kissing like two long lost lovers, as you were. You sneak your hand down his bare chest, working slowly at the buckle and zipper. He lifts himself away from you, letting you pull off his pants and underwear, his erection springing free. Precum dripping from his slit.

You trail down your hisses as he settles in. One hand leaning against the thick tree behind you and the other holding a handful of your hair. Closely eyeing every single movement. You start rubbing your hand up and down his shaft, earning a moan and a little squeeze of your hair. You circle your tongue around his tip ever so lightly as he lets out a shaky breath. He has been missing this just as much as you have.

You lap up all the precum in your way before sucking at his tip, going deeper with each thrust of your hand. He’s now edging you to quicken the pace, letting his head fall back a couple times, body still slightly slouched over you. You cradle his balls with your other hand, gently massaging at the sensitive skin between your fingers.

Soon enough you’re pulled to a halt, as he pulls you up on your feet and rips off your underwear. “Hey! I liked those!” You whine playfully. “You’re gonna like this even more.” He practically growls out his words, grabbing one of your feet to wrap it around his waist, holding it still and trusting himself into you. You gasp, pulling tightly at his skin. He lifts your arms up with his other hand. “I’m gonna keep these there ok?” You swallow and nod. Begging for friction where you need it most. Luckily Bellamy is one to oblige.

He starts thrusting in to you. Both of you glaring at the sweat dripping down your skins. It’s a hot day outside, but this is way hotter. You’re both grunting and moaning. Swearing and calling out to god. Each other’s names constantly filling the thick air between you. You can feel your abdomen starting to knot up, your back arching to meet Bellamy’s tightened abs. “Come on, baby. Let go for me. I’m right behind you.” Not long after that you can feel your body pulsating with pleasure, pushing your body in all directions, your pussy tightening around his cock. Soon after you can feel Bellamy’s rhythm starting to fade as his hot fluids run down your thighs. Both panting and smiling like idiots. If there were any animals around, they’d all been scared off by your loud moans and shouts.

He slides out from between your folds and lets go of your leg, also releasing your slightly reddened hands and giving them a loving kiss. “Sorry about that, I got a bit carried away.” He says looking in your eyes with furrowed brows. “Don’t apologize. You did what you said you were gonna do. You made it up to me, big time.” “But you have to promise me you’ll remember that I’ll always loved you like this.” You lift up his chin to face you. “How could I forget?” He gives you that adorable puppy looking smile and kisses you again, this time not with an animalistic passion, but with true and unfaded love. There’s no doubt in your mind. You are his, as he is yours.


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anonymous asked:

Do you know any mama!au fics where people think kyungsoo is weak, but he turns out to be strong. Kindof like grounded

first i’m rly sorry it took me so long to reply, this req was quite challenging and there weren’t many fics that’d fit the description but well, here we go 😎

  • grounded (as mentioned above), kyungsoo attends an academy for gifted students, unfortunately he’s being picked on but soon he befriends a new transfer student who shows him that kyungsoo is not ‘weak’
  • The Lost Heirs - wolf au with superpowers, kyungsoo is an omega and his brothers chanyeol and sehun, both alphas, are very protective of him thus they think kyungsoo can’t defend himself (but he’s one fierce omega even his mate alpha kai looks like a big puppy nxt to ksoo :)))

  • black magic - mama au + dragon au, kyungsoo was enrolled in a prestigious school of magic, they think soo’s a human in the beginning but he’s an earth dragon - admin y

  • Somnabulists Exodus (Sleepwalkers Awakening) - family au + with an action twist, jongin finds out one day that they’re being watched by someone or something and that their lives they live and what they have aren’t what they appear to be (ofc there r superpowers involved)

  • Real Human - yooo this is the latest and only slightly fits the req (but still there’s a doubt about the superpowers kyungsoo has too), jongin is a scientist and he creates a modified human with superb abilities requested by the government but then the gov decides to go after the lab to kill all the superhumans so he escapes with kyungsoo to protect him

and just in case you crave smth similar, here’s a req with seemingly weak but actually strong kyungsoo only without the superpowers ;-))

enjoy! - Admin J

Old Friends: A Theo Raeken Imagine

Request from Anon: Can you do an imagine which takes place when Theo first comes to Beacon Hills in s5? One where Theo was actually your ex boyfriend from your old town that had cheated on you but then you meet him again when Scott introduces you? (Sorry, it’s quite specific)

I’m sorry this took so long, considering it’s kinda short, and to whoever requested this, don’t apologise for it being specific, it’s all good. Hope you guys like this, and enjoy x

“Hey, you met the new kid?”

“New kid?”

“Yeah, he’s one of Scott’s friends. Theo Raeken.”

And with those two words your heart sunk. It couldn’t be. It couldn’t be him.

Theo Raeken. Your ex-boyfriend. Shit. 

Scott, I’m pretty sure I’ve met everyone,” Theo smiled as he spoke to the Alpha. His plan was working, and Scott McCall had fallen for it.

“Not everyone,” Scott replied.

Really? The Dread Doctors had shown him everyone they considered important. Who else was there?

“Who’s left then?”

“Y/N Y/L/N. She’s human, just so you know.”

And with those two words, Theo’s heart sunk. It couldn’t be. It couldn’t be her.

Y/N Y/L/N. His ex-girlfriend. Shit.

You’d left your old town to come to Beacon Hills two weeks after you’d found Theo, your supposedly loving boyfriend, in the arms of another girl. 

That was almost a year ago. 

You knew what he was. You knew he was a chimera. You knew he worked for the Dread Doctors. 

If they were here, it wasn’t good. 

You had to warn Scott. You ran to AP Biology, with a hope to find him there. 

Theo had never meant to cheat on Y/N. It had just happened. One moment he was just talking to that girl, and the next, her lips were on his. 

He’d never even got the chance to explain. 

Y/N knew. She knew everything about him. 

If she was here, she would probably ruin everything. 

He couldn’t ask her to choose between him and Scott. Especially, knowing that she’d choose Scott. 

He followed the Alpha to AP Biology, with a hope that she’d never find him. 

Scott wasn’t there yet. Y/N sat in her usual spot, waiting for him as students piled into the lab. 

And then she saw them.

Those unmistakable green eyes that she’d fallen in love with the moment she saw them. The signature smirk that always managed to make her heart go into overdrive. 

The one she’d lost.


Theo continued to speak to Scott as he made his way into the Biology lab. 

And then he saw them. 

Those unmistakable Y/E/C eyes that he’d fallen in love with the moment he saw them. The signature smile that always managed to make his heart go into overdrive.

The one he’d lost. 


Scott spotted you immediately, as did Theo. 

“Hey, Y/N,” Scott walked over, “I need to introduce you to someone.”

Your breath caught as you looked up at the boy you’d once loved. Everything you had planned to say to Scott, everything about Theo, evaporated. 

“Y/N. Theo. Theo. Y/N.”

You looked the chimera up and down. 

“It’s nice to see you again, Y/N,” Theo said, never taking his eyes off you. 

“Wait, you guys know each other?” Scott asked, surprise in his voice. 

“Yeah, we’re…old friends.”

“Well,” Scott said, making his way to his seat, “I’ll give you guys time to catch up.”

Once Scott was out of earshot, Theo took his seat next to you.

“I guess we need to talk.”

Theo tried to make conversation with her, despite his nervousness. 

Despite his heart hammering away in his chest. 

Despite the fact he still loved her, even though she probably hated him. 

“I guess we need to talk.”

She turned to face him. 

“I guess we do.”


Reqested by @runing-with-wolves:  Hi love can you do a Lucifer imagine reader wants to go to the club and dance Lucifer doesn’t allow it but reader still goes and dances with guys and Lucifer gets jealous and you can make up the rest. (:

Not my gifs: If gif(s) are yours, please let me know so I can give you credit.

If you have a request, send it in!

A/N: So terribly sorry this took so long to post! I’ve been quite busy lately and I also have had some writer’s block :/. Sorry if this his character is OOC. Anyway, hope you enjoy! (Also I may or may not have been listening to the Lucifer soundtrack while writing this.)


“Oh, come on, Lucifer, what’s one night out going to hurt?” you asked your friend. After you suggested going to a new club you had heard about, he was being extremely stubborn about letting you go.

“One night? A lot can happen in one night, dear, trust me, I know,” he replied in his usual sassy tone, that smirk on his lips that never seemed to leave.

You scoffed. “Yeah, I know, Luci. What I don’t know is, is why you’re being so protective all of a sudden? I can take care of myself.”

He furrowed his brows. “I’m not, darling, why would you think that?” You rolled your eyes and shook your head before leaving Lux.


With music blaring in your ears, you danced your heart out to the beat, the people surrounding you doing the same. There were lights flashing everywhere in all directions and colors. You were having a great time, all your worries seemed to fade away as you moved your body to the rhythm - or so you thought, anyway. You were dancing with some guy near you when it happened. The man was grabbed and was pushed aside and before you knew it Lucifer was in his place, looking angry as hell (no pun intended). Lucifer took your arm and led you to the side where it was a bit quieter.

“What are you doing here? And why were you dancing with that man?” He immediately asked when you two were away from the crowd. 

“It’s none of your business and let go of me,” you exclaimed tugging your arm out of his grip.

“Darling, I’m the king of Hell, it’s my business to know things,” he replied smoothly.

You sighed. “Look, Lucifer, I don’t know what’s gotten into you lately, but-” you stopped yourself before you could go any further. You realized why he was doing all of these things - not letting you go out to the club, ignoring your questions about being protective, pushing the guy you were dancing with. 

“But what, dear?”

You smirked as you looked up at him. “You are so jealous.”

He knitted his brows. “Why makes you think that me, the devil, is jealous?”

You gave him a small smile. “Being overprotective-”

“I’m being a good friend.”

“Pushing that guy away from me-”

“He was getting way too close and personal with you.”

“Not letting me go to the club,” you finished.

“Again, being a good friend. I’m not jealous, (Y/N),” he insisted.

You chuckled. “Whatever, let’s just go back to the Lux, this club isn’t too great anyway. Come on, I’ll give you a ride,” you told him. You walked towards the exit, Lucifer following you, the two of you weaving through the many people. 

After driving down the highway a few minutes in silence, the only noise being the low hum of the car and the quiet mumbling on the radio, Lucifer finally spoke, “(Y/N).” You hummed to let him know you were listening. “If I were… jealous as you said I was, what would you do?”

You snorted then thought about it for a moment. You glanced at him for a second before replying, “I would ask you if you would want to go out for a drink. But you aren’t jealous, like you said, so I guess that drink will have to wait for another time, won’t it?”

He sighed. “I suppose so, darling.”

HI GUYS okay after a million years, I finally got organised enough and opened a shop on Redbubble :D For all non-print items like shirts, phone cases, mugs, tote bags and other shiny things! Redbubble also has a 20% off sale with the code GIMME20, just for today!

Currently I’ve just started out with some older Star Wars stuff (since a few people had asked for shirts in the past - there’s both the full graphic shirt, or the text-only shirts in case you want them for cosplay/etc!) to see how it goes! :D

But I’m planning to add new items/designs soon, it looks like it’ll be a lot of fun to work on different types of items! (Thank you so much for your interest and feedback on this!!)


SHSL Actor Kokichi Ouma Aesthetic

Mood: Feeling alone; but content and still okay.

Colors: Black, white and mute lavender (I hope these are okay colors for this!)

Focus: Old buildings (I hope theaters are okay!) and stages.

I hope this is to your liking, Ouma! If you want anything changed you’re welcome to send a revision request!

I hope you feel better soon, you’re not alone even if you feel as if you are. I’m always here to support you; because I care about you, please take care of yourself!

Why Do Your Brothers Hate Me? (Isaac x Reader)

Request: Can you do a imagine where you’re the stilinski triplets little sister and you’re dating liam or isaac or who ever you whant but they don’t like him so you get in a fight??

A/N: I chose Isaac! Sorry this took so long to get up but I’ve been quite busy recently. For ghilainex and artsymira (I think you asked for me to let you know when this was up?)


Walking home with Isaac made walking home a lot better. You would walk hand in hand with him and sometimes being in his company made the time seem a lot shorter, you wished you could live a little farther away so you could spend more time with him. Although it wasn’t like you weren’t going to be talking to him again soon even if it was just texting. You would invite him in but you knew that would just cause a hell of a lot of problems, not with your dad but more with your brothers.

Stiles, who knew about all the supernatural, didn’t approve of you dating Isaac as he was a werewolf and he thought it was too dangerous. You didn’t really think he was the one to be telling you that though as he is dating a werecoyote and used to, maybe even still does, have a massive crush on a banshee.

Thomas and Stuart, who had no clue about the supernatural, didn’t have a reason to not like Isaac but your guess was that Stiles had influenced them.

It was the middle of the school day and you were chatting with Isaac just outside his locker when you saw your brothers staring. It was bad enough for you but you could see Isaac was extremely uncomfortable. His hands were shaking a little and although it didn’t bother him too much that they didn’t like him, he always felt uneasy about how protective they were as he knew that they wouldn’t be afraid to hurt him. He tensed up a little more when they started to walk over.

“Hey Y/N,” Stiles said rather cheerfully but then had a sudden change in tone as he looked at your boyfriend. “Isaac.”

Isaac gave a shy wave in his general direction as Thomas and Stuart continued to stare.

“What did you need?” You asked.

“Well we just wanted to let you know that were not going to be home for a little while after school and dad is working late today so you’ll be alone.”

He emphasized the last word.

At the end of the day you walked home as usual but instead of parting ways with Isaac you invited him inside.

“I don’t know, what if they get back early? Or your dad isn’t working late?”

“Isaac, firstly, my dad has no problem with you and secondly, my brothers need to learn that I love you and nothing they can say will change that.”

“You love me?”

You hadn’t even realised that the words had slipped out. You smiled a little shyly at him hoping that he wouldn’t mind that you had said it.

“Uh, yeah, yeah I do.”

“I love you too.”

You both grinned at each other before bringing your lips together into a small kiss.

In the end Isaac did come inside and to you it didn’t feel weird, it was how you wished it could be all the time, but you could see on his face felt like he was invading some guarded space. Your brothers really did seem to get him a little scared.

“Did you want anything to drink?” You asked.

“I’m good but thanks anyway.” His shoulders were curved slightly inwards as if he was trying to make himself appear smaller. His posture only made him look more fragile. You walked over towards him and placed a hand on his shoulder, he relaxed under your touch.

“Please don’t worry so much. I wish that they could see how truly great and amazing you really are, I wish that they could be a little more kind sometimes but that’s who they are and I don’t think that they can really help it.”

There was so much more you could say to him but you were cut off as his lips crashed onto yours. You wrapped you arms around his neck as you pulled him down closer towards you. With him arms around your waist you felt safe and you knew that loving him was one of the best things you had ever done. You felt your back gently hit the wall. For a short amount of time you broke your lips apart and just looked into each others eyes with giant smiles plastered onto both your faces but it wasn’t long until you wanted to feel his lips on yours again. This time you tangled your fingers into his hair and it was softer than you expected it to be. His hands travelled down to your hips and they lingered there holding you against his body as your mouths continued to move together.

“What the hell is going on.”

You heard the door slam and you instantly jumped apart from Isaac putting a decent distance between you. You saw all three of your brothers standing there with all of them mirroring the other. Their arms were folded over their chests. They had matching glares that could kill somebody.

“What? Am I not allowed to kiss my boyfriend?”

“This is our home, that’s not exactly what we want to see when we first walk in,” Stuart pointed out.

“It’s not a problem when Stiles is doing the exact same with Malia then? What is your problem?” You argued.

“Our problem? Our problem is that out little sister thinks that she can do whatever the hell she wants in our family home.”

“Since when do we have rules? And why do you think that you can determine what I do? I’m old enough to decide things for myself. I’m never going to learn if you guys don’t let me.” You turned your attention towards Isaac for a second. “Maybe you should go, arguments with these,” you pointed towards your brothers, “Aren’t always the nicest. I’ll call you later.”

When Isaac was gone you returned your focus to your brothers who now stood not so close together.

“We’re only trying to look out for you,” Thomas said.

“I don’t care, why can’t you understand that I don’t need you to look out for me.”

“Y/N why can’t you understand that he might not be able to be trusted, you know what happens sometimes.” You knew Stiles was talking about the werewolf thing.

“Oh well you’re one to talk aren’t you, the same thing happens to Malia sometimes, the same thing happens to your best friend so why don’t you back off Isaac.”

When your dad got home you were in your room. Apart from your muffled cries and sobs the whole house was silent which was never a good sign. A knock on your door made you sit up slightly in your bed. The door handle was twisted quietly before the door was pushed open.

“Y/N look were sorry but we just want the best for you.”

It was Stiles but you weren’t exactly in the mood to talk to him.

“So you say, but if you really did then you would be happy for me and Isaac. What did he ever do to you?”

“Nothing really, but we just want to see that you get what you deserve.”

“And you don’t think I deserve Isaac? Stiles just please get to know him a little better, if you want to make me happy then get to know him and you’ll see that he is everything you think I deserve.”

Things felt a little less tense the next day, your brothers made more of an effort to talk to Isaac although it was pretty much a failed attempt. Let’s just say Isaac was not expecting it and it made for quite a funny moment but it only earned you a glare from your brothers as you laughed. You knew they wouldn’t find it easy to become friends with Isaac but you appreciated that they were trying.

BTS reaction: they get caught trying to find your underwear

This was a fun request. Thank you for requesting, dear, and sorry that it took me so long! xx

Jin: He would be quite awkward. Like, he would stop immediately, and blush like crazy. But he would also pretend that he had never been looking through your clothes. Like, he would stare at you, while slowly closing the drawer behind him. And if you asked hi about it, he would be in denial of what he did.

Originally posted by jjks

Suga: He had been trying to do this secretly. He really had. But now that he was caught, why try to hide it? He would be pretty blunt about it.

“I was trying to find out what size underwear you wear. It was supposed to be a secret for our anniversary. But now that you’re here, what’s your size?”

Originally posted by we-hate-bts

J-Hope: His first instinct would be to try and stop you from seeing what he was doing. And that is what he would do. As soon as he heard you open the door, he would jump in front of you, while trying to kick the drawer closed.

“Heeeeeey, jagi! What are you doing home? I thought you’d be gone for at least another hour? What? I’m not trying to hide anything. What are you talking about?”

Originally posted by jjibooty

Rap Monster: He would turn into a flustered mess. Like, out of all the things he could have been caught doing, this had to be it? Really? His first instinct would be to deny it, but one look at your face would tell him that it was no use. So he would try to come up with another excuse.

“Hey babe. I was just looking for my grey sweater. Have you seen it?”

“You’re wearing it.”


Originally posted by kppoptrash

Jimin: He would be a giggly and blushing mess. Like, you wouldn’t be able to get a word out of him, because he would be too busy trying to hide his face while laughing nervously. Once you had closed the wardrobe, he’d be like “I’m sorry”, and then leave the room.

Originally posted by cloudjimin

V: He would have the same instinct as Hobi, and try to hide what he was doing. Only, he’d be a bit more drastic. Like, as soon as he noticed you, he would jump you, making you back out of the room with the impact. You would probably already have seen what he was doing, but he didn’t care.


Originally posted by averageoppa

Jungkook: He would have no idea what to do, so he would just be frozen. Like, he might be comfortable in the relationship, but getting caught trying to find your underwear is still way too strange for him to not be awkward about it. He would be frozen for a while, before suddenly jumping to life again, closing the drawer and muttering a quiet “sorry” as he leaves the room. And he can’t look you in the eyes for the rest of the evening.

Originally posted by baebsaes

Truth be told - Stilinski Twins [Request]

Requested by anon:  I wanna have something with the Stilinski twins, pretty pleaaaaase?! Number 15 + 16 + 20!


# 15: “Try me one more time!”
# 16“You always do as you please.”
# 20: “You could have told me!”

A/N: Sorry it took me so long, but so far I wasn’t quite sure what to write. I hope you’re fine with the way it turned out in the end.

word count: 2680

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Flame and the Assassin (El Diablo x Reader)

Request: Reader is June’s sister, and is with El Diablo. 

Warnings: Swearing, MAJOR SPOILERS, character death, family issues, kidnapping and drug use. 

Pairings: Sister!June Moone x Sister!Reader, El Diablo x Reader 

A/N: So this took forever and I’m really sorry + it’s also quite long.  


You’re awoken by a soft hand on your shoulder. Opening one eye, you awake to find your sister, June, blocking the light.

Something’s going on. 

“Well, look who decided to pay a visit to the black sheep?” You sarcastically comment as you sit up off the floor of your cell. You realise June is standing behind the bars (she must’ve reached in) and her boyfriend, macho muscle, is standing behind her. You blow him a kiss, and he scowls.

“Y/N, please don’t make this difficult.” She pleads. “We need your help.”

You eye her carefully as the Blackgate guards pace around your cell. Their favourite, hourly activity; sighing, you relent your hostile exterior and sink down to your knees in your cell.

“Leave. Now.” Flag told the guards, who made to protest; they were shot down with a very stern look as a very no-nonsense black woman entered. Of course you knew who she was.

Amanda Waller.

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