speak when spoken to

You’re Not Dad

A/N: Not that anyone cares I’ve been hella busy and haven’t had time to literally write anything and I still really don’t, but I’m going to anyways bc I have some inspiration. Enjoy. Feedback is always appreciated(:

Characters: Dean x sister!reader, Sam x sister!reader

Warnings: swearing, angst, overprotective Dean, mention of death, yelling, very close relationship b/w Dean and reader? let me know if I missed anything

Tagging: @winchesters-favorite-girl because I think she might be interested and I really love and look up to her as a writer. I hope you don’t mind.

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Originally posted by zest-wincest

You loved your brothers more than anything in the world. I mean, you were practically raised by them. John was never around, your mom was just some quick fuck that John had on a hunt. As soon as demons got word that John Winchester knocked up some chick and he had another child, they came and killed your mother when you were only a few months old. Thankfully, your mom got John on the phone as they were trying to get in and he was in town so he saved you. Not your mom though. Dean had been 16 at the time, Sam was 12. You were by far the baby of the family and Sam and Dean made it their mission to protect you from everything. And when I say everything, I mean literally everything. You were never even supposed to have been born. But nevertheless, here you were seventeen years later, alive and kicking, living in the bunker with Sam and Dean, the two best brothers in the entire world.

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Wait For It (M)

Anonymous Requested: Jungkook Royal AU
Pairing: Jungkook | Reader
Genre: Fluff/Smut; Royalty AU 
Word Count: 11,013
Author’s Note: I pretty much took a whole day off from life to work on this, since I start school on Monday and wanted to try and get through as much writing as I can before hell starts.

Summary: As royalty, you were forced to be sent off and married to a prince of the neighboring kingdom to strengthen your country. But when you are betrothed earlier than you expected, you seek comfort in a random stranger until you realize that perhaps fate plays a bigger hand in things than you ever thought possible.

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For the record, you never asked to be a princess. Not that you think you would ever have had an upper hand in a situation like that in the first place, or that you expected things to be different if you could go back in time to watch your family history unfold. It’s just something that’s short, and simple, and a fleeting thought you ponder about on more than one occasion, which is certainly a lot more times than someone who was actually happy with their lives would think.

Now, it’s not that you’re ungrateful with the life you’ve been gifted with, you’re well aware of the luck you’ve received, because at the end of the day, it’s the kind of lifestyle that guarantees food upon the table. It promises a roof over your house during the night, during the rain or snow, (more than) comfortable clothing to keep you warm throughout the bitter winter. The gold and motivation and rule your family has over the kingdom is nothing to shy away from.

It just, it provokes a lot of… pressure in your system, in your heart and in your mind.

Most of these things sprout from your father, who is probably just as ruthless as he is caring and hard-working and passionate about the land he is expected to rule over with grace and respect and an equal amount of force to make sure the people of the kingdom didn’t take advantage of him. He’s always been a loving father, albeit expecting the most out of you between your two other siblings. As caring or thoughtful or empathetic has he could be, there were often moments in your life when your best was never good enough for him.

You’ve been taught since birth to follow the orders and rules set up by your father because, as so graciously pointed out by the servants the dusk and clean and care for you on more than one occasion, your father always did what he believed would be best for you. So every piano or violin or guitar lesson he ever made you take, those foreign language lessons, classes on discipline and how to look, think, behave like a princess—those were always for your own future benefit.

“Keep your back straight, shoulders back, smile pretty.”

Always cut small pieces of your meal. Take small sips of your drinks. Always remember to wipe your mouth with a napkin.”

“Don’t speak unless spoken to.”

It’s not that you hate being a princess. You just hate having things being done for you, you hate how decisions and that free-will of choice and responsibility has been ever-so-graciously lifted off your shoulders as if these were things you would never have to burden yourself with. You hate not having a voice, your words drowned by the ones of your father or mother. Your existence has constantly been overshadowed by those greater than you could ever hope to be. You hate the role you have to play into society, how you had to spend your days dealing with other people’s problems. Shouldering a kingdom is no laughing matter, there are rules and regulations and decisions that constantly need to be made to ensure the safety and well-being of everyone who live within the borders. Your mere existence is to live for other people.

It’s exhausting.

But in spite of your feelings, you know that changing fate is practically impossible. So you roll with your father’s wishes, because you understand that this is duty you owe to your kingdom. Perhaps at the end of the day, it will truly never really matter what you desire. From the moment you were birth, your entire life story has already been written by you, the quill of ink belonging to your father and mother and every other person who thought they could know you better than you could ever know yourself.

You let yourself take everything in. You visit the nearby villages and listen to everyone’s problems, their hopes and wishes and promise to become stronger and stronger to help them. You take the lessons set up by your father. You keep your back straight, your eyes forward, your mouth shut. You accept the fancy parties and the wine, the dancing and the violins echoing through your ear, speaking only when you are spoken to. It’s torture, but you have to remind yourself that is it your duty, your obligation and your responsibility.

You even let your father tell you that there will come a day when you will be sent off to a predetermined prince in a neighboring kingdom, be married off into a family you don’t know and perhaps will never truly belong to—all for the benefit of your kingdom. You let him tell you this, and you accept it. You give yourself a few years to mentally prepare yourself, expecting your father at the very least to grant you this one wish.

A raised eyebrow. “But the prince could be ready to meet you any day now.”

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All I Ever Needed

Paul Lahote Imagine

Paul x Reader

Prompt: A good old opposite’s attract story.

Word Count: 1,071

Authors’s Note: This is pretty messy because I really needed something to be up- so here it is. Sorry for not posting been so busyyyyy. Lovessss xx

Warning: None

You went to the same school as the pack, you had easily became friends with Seth and that had drawn you to La Push. You were timid and shy, only speaking when spoken too and were use to keeping thoughts to yourself. People thought that you were so cute and innocent, a lot of people becoming protective of you.

One night you were invited to one of the campfires that the pack were doing. You easily gave in when Seth gave you puppy eyes and a little pout. “Cool! But uh wear something warm!” He said giving you a little cheeky smile before bouncing of to class.

Never in your life have you ever met Paul. You always heard Seth and Embry going on about him but you never questioned about it.

When you showed up, e/c eyes cast down your h/c hair covering your face as shifted from foot to foot. “Y/n! Seth told me you were coming.” You glanced up in surprise to see Embry who immediately wrapped you in a hug. You smiled up at him as Seth joined next to him,

“C’mon! The stories starting soon!” Seth chirped a massive smile on his face. You giggled when he grabbed you pulling you towards a log. “We’re just waiting for the others to show up.” Embry sat next to you, food somehow in his hand.

“What’s the story about?” You asked softly as you watched the fire, returning your eyes to Seth.

“Well it’s a legend between our tribe. Saying that we are descended form wolves.” Seth said, watching your face. You raised your eyebrows curious about it. He flicked your nose, “No spoilers for you.” You giggled rolling your eyes.

The sound of crunching leaves alerted you, you looked up to see a group of boys, with no tops on coming out the woods. A blush was on your face as you hid behind Seth’s arm. Embry noticed, as did Seth and started to giggle at your shy state. 

“Don’t worry. They won’t bite.” Embry teased lowly to you. All you did was poke out your tongue. As your e/c eyes wandered back to them, they were shoving each other until your eyes landed on a pair of brown ones.


Paul was surprised to see a girl seated between Seth and Embry. He could obviously see how shy you were, just by they way you tried to hide behind Seth. “Awe look. Someones got a girlfriend.” Jared teased beside Paul, immediately getting shoved by Paul. Paul looked back up only to lock eyes with your pair of e/c eyes. He sucked in a breath, stepping back in surprise, eyes widening. 

His imprint

“Awe Paul has his imprint.” Jared teased shoving Paul forward who immediately shoved him back. “Quit it!”


Your eyes widen in surprise. There was a tug pulling at your heart. A tingly sensation coming over you as Seth and Embry watched you with knowing eyes.

Seth and Embry eyed each other and nodded. 


Months later you and Paul had grown closer. So close that he and the pack revealed their secret to you; shifters. It took a while for you to take complete hold of the situation but then on out- everything was good.

Everyone knew about you and Paul getting closer, everyone trying to warn you that he was no good. He’s a hot-headed, violent person and can hurt you easily. This was mostly from people at school and from a few of the pack members.

Again you heard it. Seth wanted to hang out but you were hanging out with Paul in the woods, “I’m sorry Seth… But we can hang out tomorrow?” Your voice was soft, you e/c eyes peering up at his brown pair that seemed a little bit hurt.

“N-no. T-that’s okay…” He walked away before you could say anything, a coat of guilt covered you and your heart started to throb.

You soon started to listen. Everyone was telling you to keep your distance, so you did. You even stopped going to La Push. Only hanging out with Seth, Leah and Embry. 

Guilt still ran through you, you hadn’t even warned Paul and that’s what made it worse. At school you had seen him get angered more easily, get into fights, all the while people were telling you had done the right thing. But it didn’t feel like it.

As you sat at your desk away from Paul who was staring you down, you placed in your earphones even though your phone was dead, just so it was a sign of, please don’t talk to me. A pair of girls sat beside you,

“Oh my gosh. Did you see Paul? How he beat up that poor boy?”

“Girl, yes! He’s fucking crazy.”

You glanced over at Paul who’s, fists were clenched. The girls tried to seem quite but he heard and you knew he did.

You couldn’t take it after hearing a certain comment, 

“Good Y/n leaving him.” Anger boiled in you when she said that.

Ripping out your headphones, slipping out your seat, you glared at the two girls who were shocked at your outbursts, everyone was. You weren’t like that. Always calm and collected. But they had pushed it.

Stomping towards Paul who also sported a shocked face, you grabbed it and smashed your lips against his. Everyone gasping in surprise.

He kissed back immediately, a smirk against your lips.”I’m sorry,” you muttered drawing back from him, “about everything I put you through. That I listened to what they all said…”

Instead of saying anything else, he dragged you out the room, grabbing your bag in the process, as soon as you both were hidden in the woods. He turned to you and picked you up into a kiss. 

Sweet and long with so much want.

“I missed you. God I fucking missed you.” He sighed, nuzzling your cheek.

Wrapped into each others warmth you realized something, “Paul my grades! Paul the rumors!” You panicked bouncing in his arms. He groaned as you tried to climb out his grip.

“I thought we were having a moment!”

“I thought I wanted a good school history!”

“It’s just one period!” He whined. You shifted to look at him with a pout. A roll of his eyes, “fine. But you owe me a lot of time.” A smirking plastering his face, sending a wink to you. “Lucky for you…It’s Friday.”

Unicorn Tolerance

Drawn to the dark
Covered by the blood when possible
Call to the corners
To any open Crucible
Easy to reach
Bearing every mark unmissibly
Wanna leave behind some token of what I carried with me
Search in the storm drains
Sleep in the underpasses
Try hard to look hard
Behind my blackout sunglasses

But I have high unicorn tolerance
I have high unicorn tolerance
I have high unicorn tolerance
I have high unicorn tolerance

Swim with real sharks
Those who never speak when spoken to
Hard limits fade into memory
Once broken through
Scaling the well
Every single day instinctively
Feel shame real shame
For what my friends must think of me
Dig through the graveyard
Rub the bones against my face
It gets real nice around the graveyard
Once you’ve acquired the taste
And when the clouds do clear away
Get a momentary chance to see
The thing I’ve been trying to beat to death
The soft creature that I used to be
The better animal I used to be

Draw where I’m drawn
Seldom wonder why just follow you
Never blame the rags that swallowed me
For the place the river took me to
Long life to the spiders
Safe travels to the crow
Love to the ghosts
Who taught me everything I know

But I have high unicorn tolerance
I have high unicorn tolerance
But I have high unicorn tolerance
I have high unicorn tolerance

from Goths (2017)

How they react...

…To a variety of goodbyes.


♡ ♡ \ Request from anonymous / ♡ ♡

Could you do a preference (males only if that’s okay) when they’re trying to say goodbye before leaving but end up giving in and taking you with them because theyd miss you too much? Tysm!

NOTE

I have changed this request slightly to add more variety

whilst still staying along the subject of goodbyes.

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Some little things about Billie Joe Armstrong

-(inspired by this post)

-he’s very soft spoken, articulate and thoughtful when he is speaking one-on-one with someone

-if you give him your art he will tell you how much he loves it and be sincere and overly compliment you, and he will probably hold on to it for while

-his favorite Green Day song is Holiday because he loves playing it live

-his everyday clothing is usually a flannel or old t-shirt, with black skinny jeans and converse as you’d expect.  When he’s not on tour he lets his stubble grow out more.  Sometimes he even wears shorts.

-he is a completely different person onstage verses offstage

-ever since becoming sober, he drinks a lot of coffee and soda instead

-if you meet him you can see he is aging with the wrinkles around his eyes and smile lines around his face and bits of grey hair, but it doesn’t matter because time passes by and no one is immune to age, he is still the inspirational man he always has been who will never stop writing powerful music and performing like every show is his last

-he tries to personalize every signature he writes, whether it is adding explanation marks, writing a phrase from your conversation, the year, or asking your name and writing that down

-he also likes to draw on things some people have him sign

-he tries his best to befriend his fans but can get very nervous and shy if there are a lot of them around at once and he has to talk to a lot of people

-he seems to be a classic introvert, if you talk to him from outside of his social group and “rock star” life

-he is a lot smaller than you’d expect- not only short but just tiny, man

dating Jongin would include

Originally posted by k-pop-crazy

  • softest person in the world CONFIRMED
  • is really shy about talking to you at first so tries to get someone else to ask you out for him
  • shoves sehun in your direction to ask for your number
  • but is also thrown under the bus by sehun who points to jongin like ‘hes the one who wants your number btw’
  • and jongin has to give this lil wave at you like ‘hi’ so he doesnt look like an idiot
  • but even after texting you for like weeks or months he’s still v v shy and when you have your first date
  • he’ll probably only speak when spoken to and everything will end in a fit of giggles
  • which makes you fall in love with the smol bean even more
  • and he’d be so loyal that it’s unreal and leaves you questioning whether he’s legit
  • he’d always have your back at any given time 
  • and he has to know youre okay at every given moment
  • so he’ll be calling you every night so he can make sure everything is okay
  • and every problem you have he’ll listen to with the most intentive look ever
  • ‘but is everything okay now baby?’
  • ‘well yeah, i’m still annoyed though’
  • ‘want me to take ksoo over and scare them?’
  • aaaaa i want to cry he’s so soft and cute i lov him
  • he’d really like to just lay next to you and watch you do whatever
  • even if you’re just on your phone he’ll look over you with a smile on his face thinking how am i so lucky
  • and when you’re laying next to him he’d rlly like you running your fingers through his hair
  • he finds it very calming
  • if he’s away in another country then he’ll know you guys aren’t going to talk all the time 
  • but still likes the occasional text to tell him youre alive 
  • and every time you do text him he’ll have the biggest smile on his face and everyone knows
  • shows you his choreography for your own opinion on it
  • also likes it when you attempt to try and learn the same choreography  
  • rlly enjoys late night phone calls whenever you’re not together 
  • even if its just about getting ramyun at the 24/7 market near your house
  • he’ll come by and pick you up so the two of you can go together
  • and then sit in the park until it starts getting light outside just so you two can be together
  • most dates end up being in the middle of the night bc you’re both free then
  • and he’d call up your work sometimes and tell them you’re sick so you don’t have to go in bc you didn’t wake up to your alarm
  • but if you actually were sick it would be the best thing in the world 
  • he’d make sure everything with you is perfect and he’d give you all the attention he can
  • and he’d make the best soup for you until you’re well again
  • i feel like he’d like to whine about things a lot and it would make you laugh quite a bit
  • ‘but babeee, it’s so warm today’
  • ‘jongin idk what you want me to–’
  • ‘the air conditioning doesn’t even work!’
  • and sometimes i think he’d just like to get everything off his chest
  • so if something you’ve done irritated him in anyway then you’d know about it
  • and even though i dont think that big arguments w him are v common t
  • here’d be a lot of small arguments where you give him the silent treatment
  • and he comes straight back to you like pls talk to me
  • practically begs for you to pay attention to him again and ofc you do
  • but if he’d do anything small wrong he’d always let you win the argument
  • even if you were n the wrong he’d apologise bc he misses you smiling
  • unless it was something big then.. he’d fight his cause
  • but still
  • a lot of people would be envious bc you are literally the cutest thing
  • and jongin is always holding your hand and dragging you around w him
  • esp at parties you’re both invited to where he has a hand on you at all times so ppl know you’re his
  • and he’d love to show you off all the time
  • especially to his friends
  • he’d be chilling with sehun and then pull up a picture of you and be like 
  • ‘wow isn’t (y/n) beautiful?? i love it’
  • ‘you said this before’
  • ‘yeah but extra beautiful today so i had to bring it up again’
  • but everyone is used to it now so doesn’t mind~
  • and they also like how breathless he gets around you
  • so this is officially the best relationship 
  • jongin will give you everything and more
  • so love him like you mean it pls and take care of him

minseok | luhan | kris | junmyeon | yixing | chanyeol | baekhyun | jongdae | jongin | sehun

drabbles and dating idols would include masterlist

The brothers’ kinks/likes/fetishes

[ Sakamakis ]

Shuu: Definitely makes you play with yourself for him to see- he’s not shy about it, either, he’ll be dead on staring at you  and he won’t stop until he’s satisfied. Also has a shaming kink; He will love to shame the hell out of you, calling you a lewd woman or simply just making you embarrassed, it gets him turned on really fast.

Reiji: BDSM ( bondage and discipline, dominance and submission, sadism and masochism/ slave and master.) Need I say more? He would love to treat you as his pet and dominate the hell out of you- be ready for punishments at all times and for him to do anything he wishes to do so- you’re his slave, so be good and obey.

Ayato: I mean this boy would just play with your breasts for a really long time- he has a thing for them as we all know ( either small or big he doesn’t care he just wants to grab them ) He’d love to use blindfolds because it would make you really jumpy, and he’d have fun watching your reaction- plus, you’re completely vulnerable.

Laito: Oral sex. He loves it. He’s a sucker for it, no pun intended. Mostly he’ll want you to go down on him and only after he’ll reward you for being such a good girl, but sometimes 69 isn’t completely out of his interest either; He loves tying your wrists and not allowed you to move, and make you guess where he’s going to bite next.

Kanato: Blood-choking, Breath-play, I mean just any sort of choking will do- he’ll want to leave you at the edge of passing out out even actually make you pass out, he’ll have fun watching your reaction and playing with you as you’re barely breathless. He will play special attention to your shoulders, it’s his favourite place to bite during sex.

Subaru: Although he’s kind of shy at first, soon enough he’s going to share his kinks; He absolutely loves temperature play, but only on you, not on himself. Pouring wax after, or before, he traces patters with an ice-cube on your skin is really fun for him. Also he kind of likes doing it with you against a wall- it gives him dominance.

[ Mukamis ]

Ruki: Hahahaha…Bondage, hardcore bondage. You are his pet and you are going to submit fully- you will speak when spoken to, answer only if asked to and shall not make a sound unless it’s his name leaving your lips- IF he allows you to do so. Spanking, whipping, tying you up- he’s into all of that! Seeing you defenseless does it for him.

Kou: Cat play. Are we surprised? No. He will dress you up as a cat- not only the ears, he will go full-out with the outfit. You’re gonna have a cute little tail ( you better be sure it’s gonna be a butt-plug ), a cute little outfit and, of course, your ears. He also has a praising kink- he will praise the hell out of you, say you’re a good kitty.

Yuma: He’ll want to record it. Every second of it. Not necessarily him, but he’d love to record you go down on him or something of sorts. Doggy style would be his favourite position because he has a thing for your ass, just putting it out there. Also, he has a thing for doing it outside, for example on his garden.

Azusa: Knife play. Once again, are we surprised? No. He will love to move the knives softly across your skin and see you flinch and waiting for the pain, and then he’d finally trace a cute pattern on it- He likes whispering sweet things when he’s doing it, and then lick off the blood- He’d be great at aftercare, too.

anonymous asked:

this might be weird to ask n i hope it makes sense but........ how does each member of bts speak? like when their speaking do they speak intelligently, are they well spoken or like do they use alot of slang or anything? does that make sense i hope it does asdfgh

edit: this should be added sooner but DO NOT REPOST THIS & TRANSLATE INTO ANY LANGUAGE. i’m not a native speaker, this is purely personal observation. don’t consider these as facts.

🍫 namjoon:
• he chooses words very carefully and wisely, wide range of vocabulary
• if you see something that looks like it’s quoted from a poem or a novel, it’s namjoon’s
• uses calm tone when speaking in normal circumstances, but tends to raise and distort his voice when under adrenaline rush (eg. bts gayo track 3, acting mission with yoongi)

🍗 seokjin:
• varying talking speed, he can either talk really slowly or talk so fast that even 0.5x speed can’t help decipher what he’s saying
• focuses on emotions rather than words, so middle-ranged vocabulary?
• come across some lame puns? it’s seokjin’s
• but tbh i love seokjin’s puns even though sometimes it’s really lame that i have to consider turning off the video
• imo, 2nd best english pronunciation in bts, after namjoon
• also i love how seokjin pronounce the ㅅ and ㅂ syllables
• speaks like a middle-aged man…

🐕 yoongi:
• imagine namjoon but with less philosophical elements and more emotional explosion
• not the easiest to understand due to his low and raspy voice
• talks fast, so occasionally his words seem to stuck together and it’s nearly impossible to understand what he’s saying
• usually stretches the ㅔ in 네, like instead of a short 네, he would make it sound like 네에에에에↘
• might not be related but i still find the way yoongi said ‘boy meets what’ in ‘wings’ preview show really cute. it didn’t sound like ‘what’, but rather ‘waaaaaaaat’

🌻 hoseok:
• uses 되게 (really) and 뭔가 (somewhat) A LOT
• likes to insert 네 in mid sentence
• how should i describe his tone? it varies 100% of times
• has a distinctive way of pronouncing ‘fun’
• in short, the opposite polar of yoongi

🍑 taehyung:
• doesn’t finish his sentences, and often stares into the air after stopping midway
• uses adverbs like 약간, 조금, 진짜 separately and repeatedly, has the habit of saying adverbs first, then continue with his sentences and repeat those adverbs again
• splits one straight sentence into short phrases
eg.
- proper sentence: i was gonna meet armys right after i took a shower.
- taehyung: i, now, took a shower and ddak, gonna meet armys, ddak, like this.
• uses ‘like this’ and demonstrates with actions instead of describing the actions with words
• tends to use slangs, but not a lot as far as i can remember?
• not related to talking but taehyung often makes strange noises out of the blue, eg. he imitated a pigeon and made that ‘pokato’ (?) sound when namjoon said ‘pigeon’ and ‘pikachu’ in ‘wings’ preview show
• forgot this but taehyung’s english pronunciation is so on point

🍙 jimin:
• soft and sweet tone, is sweetly sassy
• always talks to armys as if he’s with his friends
• when doing a v app broadcast alone, he talks informally like how friends talk to each other, but when sending messages or some other ‘official’ occasions, jimin talks formally
• personal preference but i find jimin’s accidental satoori very cute… remember how he said 너 왜 이렇게 떠노 and took taehyung’s hands ;-;

🐰 jungkook:
• jungkook is like 30% satoori and 70% seoul dialect to me, so it sounds new when he speaks entirely in seoul dialect (jin’s puma cf)
• raises voice at certain random words like 인형 (‘the show’ interview), 악어(bon voyage ep 7), 인증샷 (chuseok v app), etc. they sound like 인~↗형~↗, 악~↗어~, 인~↗증~↗샷↗
• speaks formally
• says ‘mom!’ habitually
• tbh i don’t really pay attention to how jungkook speaks because most of the times i’m distracted by his bunny smile

(Request) Dirty Desires

Title: Dirty Desires

Characters: Negan x You/Reader

Requested by: @hardelvencock

Hey I’ve been wondering if you can do a smut one shot(?) Where it’s s7 episode 1 and where the reader is in the line up and is being degraded by negan and (also maybe humiliation in front of the group) you’re loving every second of it.

Warnings: SUPER NSFW, rough sex, humiliation, degradation

Note: This is a long one and very, very NSFW. If any of the aforementioned warnings might trigger you, please do not read. Also, Negan doesn’t have any redeeming quality in this so yeah. But I enjoyed writing this so much (even if it’s my first time writing this kind of smut) so thank you hardelvencock for the request! I hope you like it! xoxo

“Oh my goodness! Look at this!”

You were supposed to feel scared, to fear for your life and most of all, be angry. Abraham had just been killed by Negan and he wasn’t just killed. He was bludgeoned to death, his head bashed in by a baseball bat countless of times as if the first blow wasn’t enough. And being a good friend of the soldier, you were supposed to despise Negan. And you did, not because he killed one of your own.

But because he turned you on.

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Lesson In Session. (m)

Taehyung x Reader

Genre: smut ヽ(*>∇<)ノ

Summary: When naughty girls talk back, they have to be properly punished in Kim Taehyung’s book. So when babygirl has an attitude, he makes sure to teach you how to put your mouth to use.

Headsup: mostly face fucking, daddy kink, kinda rough idk, sorry the ending sucks lol, redid most of this and have not edited


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Originally posted by gwiyongie

You felt the soft, silky ribbon cover your eyelids as your vision went dark. You pulled at the rope that hand your hands tied together behind your back. 

“Can you at least take one of these off, Taehyung?” You tried to work at your hands again until you heard the clicking of his tongue. You could visualize him moving his finger back and forth while shaking his head with each click.

“Hmm, I don’t think I can do that. You were very, very bad today; I’m afraid I can’t let you off easy this time." 

His deep voice sounded louder due to your heightened senses from being blindfolded. You sighed remembering what you had done earlier today.

Taehyung had left to work right after some major morning teasing, leaving you hanging to not even be able to finish yourself off. It was one of his rules.

So while he was at work, you got the idea to send him a series of pictures in your new baby pink lingerie. He warned you to stop, but it only made you take a step further and send a video of you touching yourself. Bad idea.

Now you were sitting on your knees on the edge of the bed, your feet just barely hanging off. You were order to keep that same lingerie on before having your hands tied together behind you and your eyes blindfolded.

You could hear light steps move from the left of you, then to the right and back to the left. You couldn’t help but feel that he was inspecting you like a piece of art at a gallery.

You finally heard Taehyung speak slowly again, "Since you did bad, I have to properly punish you…don’t you think?” After he said this, you felt a hard, leather surface trail from the top of your chest, going up your neck and to your chin where he tilted your face up. You felt his breath hit your cheek as he spoke in a low and cold tone. 

“Speak when you’re spoken to, kitten." 

A shiver ran down your spine and you visibly shuttered. 

"Y-yes sir." 

You felt his presence disappear and just as you were going to let out a sigh-you felt the same object against your back.

"Bend over, babygirl.” Taehyung said while pushing your back forward.

You complied and put your face to the bed and stuck your ass in the air. Not even a few seconds later, you felt the stinging from the paddle on your left cheek. The smack still ringing through your ears.

“Ah.” Your body jerked forward out of surprise. You felt his hand smooth over the tender flesh and you could hear the smirk that was on his face through in his words.

“I’m gonna have some fun with you.”

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3

It was never easy for you to live with them, even when they’re your family and respect you the way you are.
Rick took always care of you, especially during your heat what was and will always be an awkward situation between the two of you. But you handled the situations well, even with the weird sexual tension in your heat.
Everything went so well since you’re in Alexandria where you can hide in the cell Morgan built when you’ve to, until you meet another Alpha.


Like the king of the world Negan steps out of the RV, his intense smell of power and dominance making you shiver. Instinctively you press closer to Rick who somehow tries to cover you and your scent.
But it’s pointless.
Even when Negan wouldn’t be that powerful, he’d for sure notice what you are.
And that scares you.
“Hi, you’re Rick, right?” Negan asks unnecessarily, his eyes shifting to you. “I’m Negan and I do not appreciate you killing my men..”
His voice, the subliminal growl in it, mixed with the fear and slight anger you can smell on Rick, letting you whimper. Submissive you stare at the ground as Negan’s flashing eyes catch yours.
“What do we’ve here?” Negan purrs and crouches down in front of you. “A little Omega. Fuck, I thought you’d be all fuckin’ dead by now.”
“Leave her.” Rick growls while you feel torn between the two Alphas.
Angrily Negan clicks his tongue and raises his finger to shut up Rick. “Look at me, Omega.”
You do what he wanted, having no choice even when he wouldn’t be an Alpha.
“Good, you listen.” Appreciatively he nods, his finger sliding over your stomach now. “Does our Rick take care of you… and your needs?”
A blush creeps over your face and you look back to the ground, nodding and shaking your head at the same time.
“Fuck Rick, how do you resist her?” He asks amused, his glowing eyes still on you. “She isn’t even in her heat and I want to ping pong my dick all over her.”
Another whimper is leaving your throat as a well known warm feeling spreads in your lower abdomen. Rick hisses a growl at Negan, at you, at the whole situation, but doesn’t stop you as you press yourself closer to him.
“That’s not how it fucking works. Not anymore.” Negan pulls you back in line, his hands still resting on your shoulders. “Would you like me to take care of you?”
Against your will, the animal instincts took over, you nod as Negan suddenly grabs your chin.
“Speak when your spoken to.”
“Y-yes, Neg.. Alpha.” You respond quickly and he smirks satisfied, standing up.
Rick next to you gasps shocked and kind of hurted.
“Al-fucking-right, let’s go back to business.”

What have you done?

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INTERROGATION

(short story from readers perspective)

SYNOPSIS - Negan accuses you of letting Daryl out of his cell, and punishes you brutally. Only to find out that it was never you who freed him after all.

WARNING - swearing, violence, brutality

Word count - 1,916

A/N This is just a short story I came up with and wrote down during work (oops) I hope you enjoy

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You were roughly pushed into a small room, and forced to sit in an old wooden chair in the centre of the grey concrete floor. A bright halo of light was switched on above your head, making you squint.
Once your eyes adjusted and were able to focus again you saw none other than Negan slam a small stool in front of you and sit on it in one swift motion.

His face held anything but a pleased expression, the muscles in his jaw tightened and the veins in his neck were very prominent. Whatever you had done to make him this mad you knew it wouldn’t end pretty.

Seconds ago you were outside pruning some roses and humming ‘Moon River’, when all of a sudden two men grabbed you and silently dragged you inside the sanctuary.

“Afternoon doll ! And how the fuck are we ?” he bellowed with a loud clap that created an echo. You didn’t reply as confusion completely hindered your ability to speak.

“Speak when you’re fucking spoken to” he growled.

“I’m okay” was all you could squeak out, in actual fact you weren’t okay at all, you were very much frightened. And he knew that.

“Okay? Well hold on to that while you fucking can doll because things are about to get real fucking ugly” he spat as he got closer to your face. That was the thing about Negan, he was very much the alpha. And used dominance to his advantage, one method being invading people’s personal space.

Your breathing began getting heavier, why were you being treated like a criminal in an interrogation room. What had you done ??

“As you know by now I don’t enjoy killing women, men ? I can waste them all the live long. But at the end of day Y/N my dear, this was your mistake” he said matter of factly.

“Wait, what the hell is this ??” you said as the feeling of panic grew stronger in the pit of your stomach. Negan stood up and removed his leather jacket, then picked up the stool and threw it out of the room causing a loud clatter.

“This, is fucking punishment” he finished as one of Negans men threw a hard punch connecting to the side of your head causing you to fly out of your chair and on to the cold floor. Blood instantly began pouring out your head once it had hit the ground, the impact immediately splitting the skin open on your skull. Before you could react you were yanked up by your hair and put back in the chair.

“WHY DID YOU LET HIM OUT ?!” shouted Negan in a deep gruff voice.

“Let who out ?!” You cried, your response earning another hard blow to your face. This time causing your nose to profusely bleed. Your vision began to blur as you began to cry, your face was wet from the cocktail of blood and tears that poured out of you.

Negan stood in front of you as two of his men beat you senseless, what a coward. Getting others to do his dirty work for him.

“ADMIT TO ME THAT YOU FUCKING LET DARYL OUT !” he shouted in your face. His breath creating a layer of condensation to add to the moisture on your face.

“I’m not admitting to something I didn’t do !” You yelled right back, causing his expression to fall into a neutral one.

“I am being very reasonable with you girl, trust me I’m being the good cop here. And honey you really don’t want to meet the bad cop, Lucille is very excited to fucking greet your sorry ass.”

You’re heart sank, Lucille was his baseball bat that he covered with barbed wire. The unfortunate soul who would fall victim to Lucilles wrath at the hands of Negan, would ultimately meet a violent and fatal end. You recall hearing talk about Negan smashing two peoples skulls in a few weeks back, his constant bragging of the ordeal showed you how little remorse he felt after.

“Negan I swear to you, I would never have any reason whatsoever to betray you. You gave me a home, and the closest thing to normal life again. Why would I ever risk all of that. I don’t even know who this Daryl guy is !” you poured out, every word you spoke was the gods honest truth.

“In any other fucking circumstance doll, I would fucking believe you. If it wasn’t for finding this fucking bad boy tucked away safely between your mattress and bed frame. Care to fucking explain this ?” he said as he showed you a small note saying ‘Thanks Y/N, I owe you one !’ You’d never seen that note in your entire life.

“Negan I’ve never seen that before, someone’s framing me !” You said in hysteria.

“DON’T FUCKING LIE TO ME ! YOU ALL KNOW HOW MUCH I HATE FUCKING LIERS !” he screamed as he shot up from his squatted position all the way to his full height.

“I’m not lying ! Why would I lie to the man who saved my life ?!” You cried further as fear practically radiated off of your body.

“Don’t fucking start with that bullshit again doll, the whole ‘guilt trip’ subdivision doesn’t work with me, this ain’t Hamlet. You’re a nice girl and all, and you’re sure as hell smoking hot. But like I always say…NO EXCEPTIONS !” You were then picked up by one of his men and thrown on to the floor, you felt your arm shatter beneath you at impact. You endured at least thirty to forty minutes of endless beatings by all three men. That was until Dwight came to the door requesting Negans attention.

“Can’t you fucking see I’m busy here Dwighty boy” said Negan breathlessly.

“It’s important sir” said Dwight, his voice held a hint of urgency as his eyes darted back and forth from Negan to you.

“This better be fucking good” he muttered as he wiped his bloody hands with a cloth as he left the room.

“Don’t finish without me !” He called back to his men

With your eyes barely open, you saw Negan by the doorway. Dwight was out of sight but you could see them converse, Negans eyebrows turned to a frown. You saw him talk, his face still holding a confused look. You then saw his eyes widen as Dwight showed him a piece of paper- possibly a picture of some sort, he looked at you and then back at Dwight. If you didn’t know any better, you’d say a wash of realisation and maybe a hint of dread went over him.

“Alright, thanks Dwight” said Negan as he finished his discussion and walked back in.

“Get her to the fucking infirmary, now” he instructed as he brushed his fingers through his hair and grabbed on to a clump. He sounded almost panicked.

Both men on each side picked you up gently, your arms rested around both their necks and they walked quickly past Negan, you felt the ache of your obviously broken arm but you had no energy to complain. Your legs numbly dragged along the floor like a worn rag doll, and your head slumped low. Within minutes they entered Dr. Carsons office and laid you down on the examination bed, you could barely see a thing with both of your eyes practically swollen shut. The lingering taste of copper layered thickly on your tongue and throat, from the blood pooling from your nose into your mouth. Your chest felt bruised and you couldn’t feel either of your arms, you dreaded hearing the damage Negan and his men had caused you. You knew it would be bad.

“What the hell happened ???” You heard Dr. Carson say in utter shock.

“Never mind what fucking happened ! Just fix her, direct orders from Negan” said one man.

“O-Okay umm. Excuse me ma’m, can you hear me okay ? Lift one finger if you’re able to hear my voice” he said calmly.

You used all of your might to lift up your index finger, eventually succeeding.

“Okay, patient is responsive” You heard him mutter to himself as he jotted something down.

“Now, I’m going to gently remove your shirt to asses your body for any internal damage” you then heard him begin to cut your shirt off of your body with scissors to avoid any further internal injury.

“Jesus Negan…” You heard him mumble to himself, it was clear to him from the get go that it was Negan who had done this. The sheer brutality of the beating was shown on every inch of your skin, you were covered from head to toe in bruises. Your eyes were black and blue, and your lip was split and swollen to an impressive size. Dr . Carson was horrified to say the least, he began his work of examination. He’d concluded that you had internal damage to your right lung, two of your ribs were cracked and one was completely shattered. The bone in your left arm was a clean break, “like a celery stick” described Dr. Carson. Your collarbone was fractured along with a few of your fingers, not to mention the countless cuts that covered your body.

Dr. Carson sighed, obviously still dumbfounded at how badly hurt you were. He was heartbroken at the state Negan had left you.


“You’re so lucky your still alive, sweetheart…”

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“Will she be okay ?” You heard a voice say as you woke up in a bed.

“She’s stable, I’m going to be honest though Negan it was touch-and-go. I’m surprised she’s still breathing” said Dr.Carson. Your ears perked up when you realised Negan was in the room, you made sure to still stay “asleep”. Why the hell was he here ? Why the hell had he sent you to Dr.Carson ? What kind of punishment is beating someone and then rushing them straight to medical care ? You were so confused, frightened, and emotional. You didn’t want to be anywhere near Negan if you had the choice, you don’t know who let this Daryl guy out. But you were very much offended and hurt that someone framed you, leaving you close to being 6ft under.

“How long will she be bed bound ?” Asked Negan.

“It’s hard to say, from a medical guess I’d say at least three months” he said in brutal honesty.

“Three fucking months ???” Said Negan completely shocked.

“I mean look at her Negan, you’ve left her in pretty bad shape. Three months at least, and that’s assuming she can even walk” replied Dr. Carson.

“God fucking fuck” muttered Negan as you heard him start pacing back and forth.

“I’ll be in the laboratory if you need me…” Said Dr.Carson quietly as you heard his footsteps start getting quieter, followed by the sound of who you can only assume as Negans footsteps getting closer to you. To your surprise you felt his hand gently hold yours, as far as he was aware you were still out cold. Little did he know.

“I’m sorry Y/N….I should have believed you” you heard him whisper. Nothing would ever possess you to even consider forgiving Negan for what he did to you, if you had the energy you’d have yanked your hand away from his as fast as you could. But one thing that did please you, is that there was a sound of genuine remorse in his voice. Something that you thought had never existed in Negan.

Possessive/Controlling Starters

Trigger warning for emotional abuse.

“I don’t want you spending time with them.”

“Where have you been?”

“Why are you wearing that?”

“I didn’t say you could leave the house today.”

“I thought I told you to stay there!”

“Don’t move.”

“You’ll do what I tell you to do, no questions asked.”

“Only speak when spoken to.”

“Who were you on the phone with?”

“Why are you wearing perfume/cologne?”

“You’ve been seeing someone else. Tell me who.”

“I’ll let you come out when you start behaving!”

“You can sleep when I say so.”

“Do I have to put you on a leash?”

“I don’t care if they’re your family, you are not talk to them.”

“Be on your best behavior and I might even buy you a gift.”

“Who was that?”

“You’re not seeing your friends today.”

“I want to know about this person you’ve been talking to.”

Meeting

AJ Styles/OC- Reader breaks a rule while waiting for AJ to come home from his meeting, but breaking the rules will lead to punishment.

Warnings: DADDY KINK(to the max), spanking, overstimulation, light choking i think thats it.

So quick note, this is my first time writing and I would love to hear some feedback as well if I should write something else. I don’t know if people want to be tagged in this but let me know if you want to be in the future. So yeah be nice please!

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