the first is maroon 5

i want to make one of these too
  • lavender: what's an iconic outfit of yours?
  • ochre: what 5 songs would you sing along to even on your deathbed?
  • lilac: weirdest thing you're afraid of?
  • teal: what mythical creature would you want to be?
  • aqua: what song(s) gives you nostalgia?
  • pixie pink: who are your favorite youtubers?
  • mauve: 5 favorite tumblr blogs?
  • maroon: describe your first crush
  • burgundy: what's your favorite lush bath bomb?
  • magenta: what fandoms are you in?
  • sky blue: if you had to change your name, what would you change it to?
  • indigo: compare yourself now to yourself 5 years ago. what has changed?
  • ivory: put your playlist on shuffle. give me the first 6 songs that pop up
  • cream: favourite boy names?
  • fuschia: favourite girl names?
  • azure: favourite unisex names?
  • turquoise: what emojis do you think are the most aesthetically pleasing?
  • periwinkle: what are your most used emojis?
  • peach: 5 favorite characters of all time?
  • cyan: one fact about your hometown?
  • violet: what are your current favorite songs?
  • beige: who are your current favorite bands/singers?
  • mustard: what are your favorite words in your native language?
  • shrek green: 3 of your favorite memes?
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Hey. Hey. How was it? It was weird. Oh? Yeah somebody slipped something in my drink I think it was acid cause I was sort of tripping balls. Future turned into a teddy bear and James was getting blown by a chicken. Mm Hmm. It was crazy. And then I got arrested or the cops came but they weren’t really the cops it was like this adorable little cartoon stripper. She gave me like a adorable little cartoon stripper lap dance. Mm Hmm. That was wierd. And then these two girls they pulled me into a room for a threesome and- *behati gives him a look* -nothing happened. Nothing happened. *behati rolls back over* One had the head of a donkey and the other one had the head of like a skull I guess. Of like a a hemsbach or a deer or an antelope or some shit I don’t really remember and then like this body builder lady, she was wearing uggs, she threw me into the pool, I kinda snapped out of it and left the car there cause I was way too fucked up to drive so I just *bleep* home and here I am? Did you get the milk though? I got the milk. Awesome. I love you. I love you. Goodnight. Goodnight baby.

Awesome

A/N: AAAAAH FIRST SMUT BE GENTLE PLEASE. Song: Secret, Maroon 5.

‘Guess who,’ your breath hitched as Logan slipped one calloused hand over your eyes, whispered in your ear. You shivered, but grinned.

‘Peter Quill,’ you quipped, stifling a giggle. He growled against the back of your neck at that, tugged on your earlobe with sharp teeth. Your whimper made him hum in satisfaction, stroke a finger down your spine.

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Dean Winchester Masterlist

Dance, vampires and drool - 01/24/17
Make as bait in a bar full of vampires; you attract their attention dancing, but someone else can not take his eyes off of you.

Be sure your sin will find you out - 02/07/17 (demon!Dean)
After the transformation of Dean as a demon, Crowley forces Y/n to escape with them. But she has a secret that will not tell Dean.

Get aways from my boys - 02/08/17
Sam is in danger, and Dean, her mother, and Y/n rush to save him.

We’re family - 02/10/17
Amara is always in Dean’s mind. Y/n, tired of this situation, decides to move away from him.

Always her - 02/21/17
Inspired to the song “The best of my love” by Eagles.

The problems of a son - 02/22/17
Mary decides to go away and leave her sons. Dean, destroyed, is consoled by Y/n.

Cold - 02/27/17
Inspired to the song “Cold” by Maroon 5.

Who will be the first to apologize for? - 02/28/17
Dean and Sam do not want to use Y/n as bait because they are afraid that she will get hurt. But Y/n is stubborn.

The Raid - 03/05/17
Sam and Dean discover that their mother works with the British Men Letters.

A beautiful view - 03/11/17
Y/n can’t resist observing Dean’s body.

Inattentive - 03/21/17
Dean is distracted. From who?

Take care of her - 03/22/17
Y/n wants to drive Baby; she manages to convince Dean?

A deal with the devil (Part 1) - 03/24/17
A deal with the devil (Part 2)
The reader is pregnant, and a witch hits her with a spell that slowly kills her child. The only cure seems to be Lucifer, but Dean doesn’t want her to get into trouble. So the reader asks for help from his father, Crowley, the King of Hell. 

Gone (Part 1) - 04/05/17
Gone (Part 2)
Dean and Y/n bicker, and the hunter says something that will destroy the girl.

You loved me once - 04/11/17 (demon!Dean) (smut)
Dean is a demon, but despite everything, he can still love?

A piece of you - 04/26/17 (demon!Dean)
Y/n left long ago Dean for a normal life. After years without seeing, Dean looks for her. But nothing is as it seems.

Stuck in the middle (With You) - 05/05/17
Charlie asks you to help her become a hunter, without telling to the Winchester. But something goes wrong.

Sinner - 05/17/17
Dean loves pie too much.

Promise - 05/19/17
When you’re jealous, Dean asks himself why.

Happiness - 05/20/17
Family first.

It’s my life - 05/22/17
Dean meets a girl.

Nightmare - 06/04/17
Dean can’t sleep.

Protector - 06/14/17
Don’t hurt the Dean’s daughter.

Celebrate - 06/30/17
Y/n don’t want to celebrate her birthday.

Don’t you forget about me - 07/18/17
Inspired by 11x12.

Devil May Care - 08/06/17
Inspired by 9x02


Hell series
Events inspired by the second/third season.
Chapter One: Fair Exchange 
Chapter Two: What will we do without her? 
Chapter Three: Fire and Ice
Chapter Four:  The enemy of my enemy, is my friend
Chapter Five: The Demon and the Huntress
Chapter Six: The first rule of Fight Club is: You do not talk about Fight Club
Chapter Seven: Unexpected betrayal
Chapter Eight: Revival
Chapter Nine: ??
Chapter Ten: ??

Hazel Eyes

Originally posted by toosweetme

Characters: AJ Styles X Reader

A/S/F: Nostalgia. Self-reflection. Flashback.

Notes: This is the first installment of the Maroon 5 song lyrics series. This one is dedicated to @unabashedwwesmut because I know how much she loves AJ, but she also knows the why this installment hits home. Your support and love is SO appreciated! ENJOY ALL!!

Request: It Was Always You - Maroon 5 song fic series 1/11

Warnings: If this doesn’t pull at your heart string or make you want to cry, I failed. This is full of emotion and dealing with losing someone you realized you truly loved too late.

Word Count: 1.6k

Those who wish to be tagged! @ambrosegirlforever | @valeonmars | @thebadchic | @nickysmum1909 | @vsturgeon5489 | @jade4062022, @ortonaholic | @seths-skinny-jeans | @lakama15 | @southernbelle24 | @wwefangirlllll | @spiderman2289 | @nickie-amore | @blondekel77 | @princess3733 | @toosweetme | @unabashedwwesmut | @iwannadiehere | @mandazord | @reigns420 | @sfreeborn | @shieldlovereve | @isawthesights | @cam0flug3

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Daylight

characters: Kihyun x y/n

genre/warnings: angst

word count: 972

description: You know that it is his dream to become a singer, yet you can’t seem to let him go. You spend your last day together in his embrace, wishing the daylight would not come and pull him away from you.

song: Daylight- Maroon 5 (click for song)

a/n: First mxwriters’ lyrical writing piece. This is my first complete writing that is not my series. Didn’t plan for this to be the first, but I couldn’t find inspirations for the other writing pieces. This one is kinda short but hope you guys enjoy and give me some feedback. Gif is not mine, so credit to the owner.

Originally posted by kihyuon

This is our last night but it’s late

And I’m trying not to sleep

Cause I know, when I wake, 

I will have to slip away

The bed had a warmth that you knew you’d miss. Kihyun laid next to you, one arm around your waist, the other under his pillow. His soft black hair fell on his face, splitting just a bit at the forehead. It was late, but both of you couldn’t bear to fall asleep. The tiredness in his eyes was evident, but he continues to stare deep into your eyes, taking in all the beauty of your face, brushing away the few strands of hair that fell in in your face to admire all your features. “Kihyun, go to sleep, tomorrow is an important day,” you looked over to your alarm clock to see that is was already 3:37. “I’m trying not to sleep because I know that when the morning comes, I’ll have to slip away.

I’ll have to leave soon

Why am I holding on?

We knew this day would come

We knew it all along 

 How did it come so fast ?

“Why are you like this?” you knew you didn’t really want to say this, “You’ll finally have a chance to debut. I’m just holding you back.” Debuting had always been Kihyun’s dream. He met you in high school, and you knew that one day, this would be your reality…without him. “Why are you holding on? You can go pursue your dreams, be famous, sing and perform in front of thousands of fans.” He was quiet for a moment, taking into consideration all that you had said. It was true, he knew that he couldn’t have both. A relationship would either ruin his career or bring problems into your life. “We both knew this day would come, it just came so fast. We knew it was going to happen all along, yet we risked it. I never wanted to be away from you y/n, never will. And here I am staring at your perfection, in my arms, so beautiful

I never want it to stop

Because I don’t wanna start all over

I was afraid of the dark

But now it’s all that I want

You felt selfish, to keep this perfect man to yourself; you felt like you were keeping him from his dreams and goal, that you were the weight pulling him down. “I knew this would happen. I love you Kihyun, but I never wanted to start this because I knew we’d have to part ways. And if by the rare chance that we meet again, we would have to start all over. Who knows if we’ll still be in love.” Tears threatened to fall as Kihyun lightly caressed your cheek and planted a soft kiss on your forehead, pulling you in closer to his warm and loving embrace. “Shh, y/n, don’t think about it like that,” you dug your head into his chest, sniffling on his shirt as he continued. “I had a great time with you. You taught me how to love. You inspired me to sing. You helped me overcome my fear of rejection. I owe all my success to you,” he patted you head lovingly as he heard your muffled cries, “Tonight I’m gonna hold you so close. I don’t want to leave you y/n.” He hummed a lullaby to sooth you, rocking you back and forth in his arms, calming you in and instant. Sleep was not your intention, but his hushed, sweet voice put you in a relaxed, peaceful nap.

The sky is getting bright, 

the stars are burning out

Somebody slow it down 

Before you knew it, you woke up at 6:23, staring out your window to see the sunrise at the brink of the horizon. Your loving boyfriend rest next to you, his eyes close and his breathing calm and even. “The skies are getting brighter. The stars are burning out,” you quietly whispered, sadness traced your voice. “Someone go slow it down,” Kihyun replied, eyes opening slowly to meet your gaze, “I don’t want this to end.” You sat up in bed, avoiding his gaze and holding back tears. He let out a sigh before pulling himself out of bed, grabbing his t-shirt from the closet before walking back and standing in front of you. You got up and embraced him, head buried in the crook of his neck, arms around his waist. He wrapped his arms around you and caressed your head, allowing you to spill whatever tears were left. You both stood there in silence, not wanting to leave from each other’s embrace. Finally, Kihyun let go of your waist, holding you by your arms and stared at your standing figure. He was going to miss all this: your beautiful smile, the way you laugh, the tantrums you have, those night where you’d spend watching movies, those days that you both needed to cry, the secrets you’d spill randomly as you fell asleep, the random hugs and kisses you’d bring him. He would miss going out on dates with you, all those study sessions and late-night snacks, the way you’d be shy to hold his arm or cling to him whenever you went to the amusement parks. 

When the sun comes up, I will leave

This is my last glance that will soon be memory 

“This is my last glance that will soon become a memory. I love you, y/n, don’t ever forget that. You will always be in my heart on those tough days that I have. Thank you for everything you’ve given me. I love you.” He leaned in and placed a soft but passionate kiss on your lips. You wanted more, but his lips left yours before he took one last glance at you, and walked out the door, not looking back, leaving you with one last kiss. The tears that you tried so hard to hold back came in a rush, spilling from your eyes as you collapse to the floor. Your heart ached to see him leave. All the memories that you guys had built up were let go with a single kiss. You clutched your shirt, you heart pounding, knowing that was the last time you’d get to see Yoo Kihyun that you knew and had to yourself.

Cause in the daylight we’ll be on our own

Tagged by @upthehillart. And I must thank you because this is a perfect piece for the first drawing of the year ♥

Instructions: Draw your favorite character in your last outfit and answer questions. (Yeah, it’s summer down here)

- Favorite color: Hmm… Maybe blue? Green? Red? I don’t really know
- Favorite music artist: Taylor Swift or Maroon 5
- First fandom: I guess the first one I really participated was.. Hunger Games?
- Favorite TV show: The Fosters (at the moment)
- Favorite Manga/Anime: Sakura Card Captors!!
- Hobbies: Drawing (duh), procrastinate drawing, reading, procrastinate reading, watching Netflix/YouTube until I don’t know what day it is…

I don’t really know who to tag, so feel free to do it if you want to!

Won't you touch me

Fic Request: Lydia wants sex in Stiles jeep, Stiles is nervous but it’s Lydia soo….

Rating: MA

Genre: Smut

Author: The General

Part 1 of the Skin Series

Authors note: THIS TOOK ME FOUR DAYS TO WRITE! I hope it’s good. Doin’ Dirt by Maroon 5 helped me along.

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wgm with joshua
  • YOU BEST BELIEVE JOSHUA HONG JISOO IS WAITING FOR YOU ON A BENCH IN A PARK ALL FIXED UP WITH A BUTTON UP SHIRT AND HIS HAIR SWEPT UP AND HIS EARRING VISIBLE WITH A GUITAR READY IN HIS ARMS ABOUT TO SING “SUNDAY MORNING” BY MAROON 5 WHEN YOU GUYS FIRST MEET.
  • he’s really smiley when he introduces himself and gets really shy like “hi i’m *laughs* seventeens’s gentleman *laughs* joshua.”
  • and you’re like sorry i couldn’t understand and he repeats but he laughs more so you’re like okay whatever he’s adorable, gotta let it slide
  • he is soooo gentlemanly with you. TT-TT he opens the door to the car for you when you enter and exit the vehicle and pulls out the chair for you and cools your soup before you eat it. *cries* 
  • he makes you breakfast and takes it to you for a breakfast in bed.
  • he lays down in bed and watches you eat with a loving smile on his face as if he’s in awe at how you eat.
  • his eyes sparkle against the sun while he looks at you eating and you’re like o m g j i s o o p l e a s e s t o p.
  • he grabs the laptop and googles something and then he shares it with you and the theme song for adventure time starts playing.
  • he is singing along, “adventure time, cmon grab your friends, we’ll go to very distant lands…”
  • he compares you guys to flame princess and finn. he’s like “i’m flame princess because she’s really cool (lol) and you’re finn bc you have really nice hair.”
  • he tries to teach you tabs on the guitar and is very patient with you.
  • you record a video of a cover of an adventure time song “oh bubblegum”
  • he talks to you a lot about anime and explains really thoroughly the plot lines and characters that he likes.
  • you guys end up watching attack on titans.
  • he holds your hand pretty naturally. he has this instinct to protect you wherever you go so he always hold your hand.
  • he likes to play with you hair absentmindedly too. TT-TT but then realized what he’s doing and asks you if it’s okay. YES IT’S OKAY.
  • when he introduces you to seventeen, he’s really happy about it because he can show you off like “i’m married to this person, it’s pretty great. no biggie, it’s just the best thing ever!”
  • buys you presents all the time because he always gets reminded of you at random times.
  • “last time we hung out, you forgot your shades, so i got you these!”
  • he asked you what your favorite song was and on your anniversary, he made an acoustic rendition of it and played it for you I AM CRYING.
  • THEN HE SINGS WHEN YOU SAY BY GABE BONDOC (and if you don’t know that song omg please go listen to it bc it’s adorable and jisoo loves gabe bondoc) ((i do too :333))
  • you guys go out on dates to the music store and look at records.
  • he often reminisces to you about the US and how he misses his mom and going to in-n-out.
  • DISNEY MOVIE MARATHONS
  • he talks to you in english when he can’t figure out how to say things in korean.
  • like to play tricks on you, but it’s not mean tricks, it’s like those kinds of tricks where he taps you on one shoulder and he’s on the other side.
  • or he steals your marker that you’re using and you frantically look for it and he’s just there sitting giggling at you.
  • every time you guys meet, he always has tea ready for you. :3
  • going back to skinship because he likes to put his arm around you and having you rest your head on his shoulders.
  • you know when you hold hands but then they put their arm around you while you’re still holding hands? jisoo does that.
  • you often walk around the house while he’s giving you a back hug and he mumbles for you to stop moving bc he’s trying to be romantic O M G MY FEELINGS ARE GOING CRAZY SHIT.
  • he would wake you up form your nap with his guitar playing and softly whispers that it’s time to get up because you have a mission.
  • he is super gentle!!! he always asks you if it’s okay to do something in the house like “can i use this plate?” or “is it okay if i leave the window open?” or “are you fine with me sitting next to you?”
  • yes jisoo do everything anything i don’t care you’re an angel.
  • when you have to leave the show, he doesn’t let you be sad because he doesn’t like it when people are sad.
  • so he plans a day at the amusement park and you guys ride as many roller coasters as possibles and watch shows and play games.
  • he gifts you matching animal headbands and couple sweaters so you guys can wear it around the park. together, your shirts make a heart
  • when grandmas and grandpas see you guys, he boasts about you like “yeah we are married! we’re living very happily!”
  • but at the end of the day, he grows sad but keeps a smile on his face when you guys hug goodbye. 
  • he gives you his guitar pick as a goodbye present and as for something to remember him by. TT-TT
  • there’s a note on the pick that says “fighting!”
  • he wishes that you can go on and make someone else even happier than you have made him and says that whoever does end up with you in the future will be the luckiest person in the world.

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30 questions

Tagged by @prossima-nebulosa thanks :D

Rules: answer 30 some questions and tag 20 some blogs you would like to get to know better.

1. Nicknames: Omu, Cookie Parker, Mephisto and many others :’)

2. Gender: Female

3. Star sign: Leo

4. Height: 1,71cm (5'7)

5. Time: 2:45pm (I have to get back to work)

6. Birthday: August, 8th

7. Favorite bands: I can’t give fav bands I love so many songs. I did an exposé about ABBA if you wanna know? My first favorite band was Maroon 5 and I really was into One Republic for a long time. Still love them all. Lately fell again for Linkin Park.

Originally posted by buzzfeedrewind

8. Favorite solo artists: No bye (I DON’T KNOW) (Daniel Balavoine? Jo Dassin? I’m sure I have someone but I forgot every English singer I knew to this question – Lana del Rey maybe?)

9. Song stuck in my head: CHICKEN ATTACK (listen to it it’s amazing I’m telling ya) – also Le Dimanche Autour de l'Eglise [On Sunday Around the Churhc] by Zebda, Tous les Mêmes [All the Same] by Stromae and Feels by Calvin Harris ft. Pharrell Williams, Katy Perry & Big Sean.

10. Last movie I watched: Never Let Me Go (it was a crisis) (but I love Andrew Garfield, Keira Knightley and Carey Mulligan so much)

Originally posted by haidaspicciare

11. Last show I watched: How I Met Your Mother. I might have an obsession on this series right now – season 7 already oops.

Originally posted by dailyhappylife

12. When did I create my blog: February 2014? Somewhere around that.

13. What do I post: On this blog, not much? Sometimes I scream about how much I love a show (BnHA, Voltron or OP lately), otherwise I post fanfictions, headcanons and art on my other blogs.

Originally posted by jackolancern

14. Last thing I googled: Height conversion because I don’t know why you American people need different numbers for that xD

15. Do I have any other blogs: Yep, art blog @yumenofude (2016) and writing blog @plume8now (2017)! I don’t regret creating them.

Also sharing a blog with @trashmel for December prompts @xmasprompts (2016), and sharing another with @bluflamebird for the new ZoSan week 2017 @marimocookweek

Originally posted by hebihime

16. Do I get asks: Yeah? My followers are so sweet. I love you all. I love your asks. Never hesitate.

Originally posted by lolandroxd

17. Why I chose my url: Because two of my friends thought it would be cool to “suggest” I’m French with “omelette du fromage” (Thanks Dexter) (by the way that’s “omelette au fromage” the “du” is totally wrong :D) and 24601 is how Javert calls Jean Valjean in Les Misérables since it was his number in his time in prison (19 YEARS HE DID HIS TIME)

Originally posted by secretlygrantaire

21. Average hours of sleep: Lately I sleep 10h (might be because I walk A LOT)

22. Lucky number: I don’t know, 8?

23. Instruments: Guitar and a bit of piano :D

Originally posted by josuerm

24. What am I wearing: Red t-shirt, grey pull with “DREAM SMILE & DO IT AGAIN” written on it, grey/dark jean and… one sock on. Don’t ask I don’t know where the other went (DOBBY’S FREE NOW).

25. Dream job: 2 years ago that was French teacher in a foreign country. Now I’m… back to an older dream: comic artist.

26. Dream trip: The world. Japan. New Zealand. Canada. Greece. Ireland. Hungary.

Originally posted by lavirtud

27. Favorite food: Chocolate, pastas, pancakes, BREAD, milk, YOGURT, chicken, potatoes, tomatoes okay I don’t have favorite food I just have moments of love for some food.

28. Nationality: If you hadn’t guessed, France!

30. Favorite song right now:
CHICKEN ATTACK I listened to it yesterday I’m not over it xD

Originally posted by schmoyoho

Tagging: @chi-loves-keith @petite-neko @dimancheetoile @ice-kachang-hotpot-todoroki @miss-littlegiant @hanihana @lux-morningstar @castorlovescourgette @blueflamebird @dididdou @timeclockdraws @goopzoo @peacockandyagi @conspacelien @lululawlawlu @trashmel  @novicecomcis @phaunts @unbreakable-red-riot @abrokendawn and @arosegxrden :D

Smrookies/SR15B - Pre Sm Trainee Singing Videos

Vocals Only 

Yuta 

Doyoung

Taeil 

Ten

Music Playlist Shuffle

I was tagged by @rosiesimming💗

For my kpop songs I linked the mv except for one or two that don’t have any. 

Rules: shuffle your music and list the first 10 songs that come on🎧

  1. BTS - DNA
  2. GOT7 - Teenager
  3. Maroon 5 - What Lovers Do
  4. BTS - GO GO
  5. WINNER - Love Me Love Me
  6. Bobby - Swim
  7. Portugal - Feel It Still
  8. IKON - #WYD
  9. SEVENTEEN - Pretty U
  10. Lorde ft Khalid, Post Malone & SZA - Homemade Dynamite Remix


I tag @something-wicked-sims @elk-bees @sunflowersim @kiruluvnst @dominationkid @pralinesims @jdebanhi @happybunny21

♫It Was Always You- Maroon 5// FBAWTFT: Newt x Reader

Request:  Can you write a Newt x reader where he’s studying dragons in Romania and bumps into her (like they went to school together or something).  Inspired by the song It Was Always You by Maroon 5.


First year is coated in innocence, the corridors echoing with confusion and excitement as newcomers gazed around the ancient halls, wide eyed, captivated. Their wandering eyes meet, pure glimmers floating through the air, as naive mouths spread into smiles, eyes crinkling with elation at the unfamiliar warmth quivering through their soft hands and candid hearts.

Second year is filled with trembling greetings and hummingbird quick heartbeats, wide smiles and cheeks rouged by the peculiarity. It’s the concentrated frowns as quills pour black letters onto parchment, and the caught glances, brief yet forever embroidered in their benevolent minds.

Third year is the foreshadowing of soulmates. It’s the shyly asked question: “Could I sit here?” over the roars of the Hogwarts Express. It’s the admiration she begins to have for the outline of his profile and the red glow his hair has when it catches the roaming rays of sunlight. It’s her falling asleep on his shoulder and his mouth widening into a grin as he reaches for his coat and tenderly wraps it around her sleeping frame.

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Birthday Lap dance.

It was almost 3 am. Taylor had changed into her normal shorts and T-shirt as soon as the guests left. She was almost done clearing things up in the kitchen. Karlie usually helped her with this stuff but her girlfriend was no where to be seen right now, which was weird.

Taylor thought she might have fallen asleep. The last two days had been quite hectic for both of them. With arranging and managing Taylor’s birthday along with their own work. Taylor smiled at the thought of how supportive her girlfriend was. Ever since they had gotten together, Taylor had been a lot more content and happy with her life.  

When all was done, she got out of the kitchen, ready to go cuddle up with Karlie, but little did she know the model had other plans…

The lights had been dimmed and candles were spread out in the living room. There was a chair in the center. “Karlie?” she called out.

“Sit.” said Karlie, her voice stern. Taylor couldn’t make out where her voice was coming from. She obeyed and walked towards the chair and sat on the edge, nervous and a little turned on for what was to come. 

The model came into view soon after. Taylor’s mouth hung open as she slowly strut towards the singer, dressed in dark purple lingerie with black stalkings and high heels, her torso covered with a black blazer. She looked simply…

“Woah.”

Karlie smirked at Taylor’s response even though deep down she was a little scared. She had never given a lap dance to anyone before. But she kept going on, she wanted to do this for Taylor on her special day. Karlie knew the singer had never experienced a lap dance. After all, she was Taylor Swift; America’s sweetheart. People always expected her to do no wrong which had sadly made the girl a little uptight. And Karlie wanted to change that. That is why she always urged Taylor to try and experience new things. Things that normal people her age did.

Well, not that normal people get a lap dance from a Victoria Secret model on their birthday.

Her iPod was already connected to the speakers. She took a deep breath and played the mix she had made especially for this occasion. The first song was a remix of Animals by Maroon 5. It was slow and sensual but was upbeat enough to dance too, perfect start for a lap dance. Karlie swayed her hips to the beat, her eyes, making contact with Taylor’s who was clearly having a hard time processing what was happening.

“Relax, baby. I’m just giving you a lap dance.” She whispered in Taylor’s ear. The singer let out a shaky breath and Karlie giggled. She put her hands on Taylor’s shoulders and pushed her back into the chair so the singer was sitting more comfortable and parted her knees to dance between her legs.

Taylor was mesmerized by the way Karlie moved, she had seen her dance before but never like this. It was so…sexy. Her hips moved up and down to the rhythm of the song, brushing against Taylor’s legs just slightly. Her eyes shifted from Taylor’s to her own body as she glided her hands from her chest to her hips,

“You’ve totally done this before, right?” Taylor gaped in amazement as Karlie worked her hips in the perfect figure 8’s. Her eyes closed and her head thrown back.

“Never." 

"No way. Wow.”

The second song (Trap Queen by Fetty Wep) mixed in. She turned around so that her back was facing Taylor and dropped down ever so slowly, until she was practically grounding her backside against Taylor’s front. She threw her head back, her hair falling against Taylor’s shoulder.

Taylor’s chest heaved at the feel of Karlie’s body against hers. She didn’t remember the last time she wanted someone so badly. “Can I touch you?” Taylor asked huskily. She inched her face forward, just to get her lips to touch the model’s neck, but Karlie stood up and for a second Taylor thought she might have done something wrong. Or worse, the lap dance was over.
But then Karlie stood in front of her. Her chest, leaning towards Taylor’s face. She grabbed the back of the singer’s head so that her face was literally between her chest and then hooked one leg around the chair and then the other and completely lowered herself onto Taylor so that she was straddling her.

“Oh my God.” Taylor moaned against Karlie’s breasts.  She felt the heat radiating from Karlie’s core as the girl moved in slow circles in her lap. Taylor was so wet she could practically feel her clit jump every time Karlie added a little more pressure. She wanted to just grab Karlie by the hips and make her grind harder. This was torture, sweet agonizing torture. 

“How bad do you want to touch me Taylor?” Karlie asked as she grated her nails at the nape of Taylor’s neck. Her body moving in perfect figure 8’s.
Taylor almost came undone at the model’s tone alone. “Bad. Really, really bad.” She growled out, it was getting hard to keep her hands to herself.

“Not yet.” Karlie purred against her cheekbone. Honestly, it was never her plan to not let Taylor touch her. But she found it really hot when Taylor asked for permission to touch her before. It was a heady feeling, the power…so she figured it wouldn’t hurt to make the birthday girl beg a little more “But you can take off my blazer." 

In such a desperate time, it was music to Taylor’s ears. Karlie unwrapped her arms from Taylors neck as she slid off the clothing, slowly exposing the creamy, flawless flesh beneath it. Taylor wanted to cry at how sexy Karlie looked at that moment. She was gorgeous; her beautiful face, her long legs, her neck, her breasts and her abs.

God, her shiny abs.

The way Taylor was looking at her, as if she were some Goddess, fueled Karlie’s confidence. So she decided to try something in the moment and prayed it wouldn’t end in a disaster. She wrapped one arm around Taylor’s neck and swept her free arm downwards, almost to the floor, leaving her chest front and center. And as if that wasn’t enough, she bent all the way back until her hand touched the floor. Her pelvis gyrating against Taylor’s crotch. The singer gasped, she was almost coming and she hadn’t even touched Karlie yet!

"How in the world…” she could barely get the words out before another moan escaped her lips “are you this flexible?”

Just then, Karlie unwrapped the other hand from Taylor’s neck, brushing it sensually down from Taylor’s body to her own and then essentially did a sit up to bring herself back up.

“Oh Shit.”

“Runs in the family. And also, yoga. Good thing, huh?”

Taylor could only nod her head in agreement.

Karlie slid her body against Taylor’s as the last song started (You know you like it by Aluna George). Her head buried in Taylor’s neck, she grazed her lips from the singers collar bone to her jaw, back and fourth. She could sense Taylor’s erratic breath, the way her vein hammered in her neck. The singer was so desperate to touch her. It roused Karlie.

She gazed back up with parted lips. Taylor almost looked predatory, like a caged animal dying to get out. Her lips ghosted above Taylor’s. The singer closed her eyes and offered her mouth, silently begging Karlie to end her torture. The model reached out for the waistband of her shorts, grazing her panties teasingly “Fuck. You’re so wet.” she hissed out.

“Only for you.” Taylor whimpered beneath her. She was sure her palms had started to bleed by now.

“Kiss me now." 

Taylor abruptly dipped in and pressed her mouth to Karlie’s. They both inhaled deeply as their lips met. Karlie tugged at Taylor’s hands, bringing them on her hips as an invite to finally touch her. She pulled Karlie in herself tightly as her tongue pressed into the model’s mouth. Karlie’s hands thrusted into Taylor’s hair. She sucked on her tongue, getting a deep moan out of the singer.

They moved with the sensual but fast rhythm of the song. Taylor reached behind the models back, blindingly unclasping Karlie’s bra, leaving her mouth to attend to her breasts. Taking one nipple in her mouth, she swirled her tongue around it. Karlie arched into her and ground faster and harder, but it wasn’t enough.

She changed her position so that her knee pressed against Taylor’s center as she rode on Taylor’s leg "Shit, that’s so much better.” the singer whimpered.

Karlie bunched up Taylor’s shirt in her hands, demanding her to take it off. The singer got the hint and backed up for a few seconds to get rid of it. Karlie instantly dove for her shoulder, biting down on it as she rubbed harder against Taylor’s thigh. Her one hand kneaded the singers breast and the other clawed at her back. She was so close and she could tell Taylor was too, the grip on her ass got tighter and tighter.

Taylor threw her head back as she orgasmed, a loud moan escaping her lips. Karlie came not so long after, her body going limp against Taylor’s.

They stayed like that for a good few minutes, wrapped in each others arms, sated and spent. The special lap dance mix had been replaced by a softer, less intense song that Taylor couldn’t seem to recognize. Hell, she was surprised she remembered her own name after this.

“This,” she started when she finally thought she had regained the ability to speak “has got to be the best birthday present ever." 

She kissed the models cheek and Karlie laughed, still panting against Taylor’s ear. "Well I’m glad you enjoyed it so much, love." 

"Thank you.”

The look of pure adoration and love in Taylor’s eyes for her made Karlie’s heart swell in happiness, doing this was totally worth it for someone like Taylor. She grabbed the girls chin for a kiss they both smiled into.

“Let us further celebrate in the room shall we?”


So I’ve been wanting to do this for a long time, but I only got a chance to do it today…
Oh, who am I kidding? I’m just lazy ass person.
Anyways, whoever’s reading this, hope you liked it. This is my first time at anything like this so sorry if my writing sucks. All the grammar mistakes are mine. Kaylor’s awesome, I love their chemistry. And last but not least, tell me if I should start writing more. I may have some ideas for a fic or two (thinking of starting a scifi/superhero one or an angsty one). Both Kaylor of course.
Okay, bye now. 

A Bechloe lapdance au for my Secret Santa @captainpeachperfect

It was almost 3 am. Beca had changed into her normal shorts and T-shirt as soon as the guests left. She was almost done clearing things up in the kitchen. Chloe usually helped her with this stuff but her girlfriend was nowhere to be seen right now, which was weird.

Beca thought she might have fallen asleep. The last two days had been quite hectic for both of them. With arranging and managing Beca’s birthday along with their own work. Beca smiled at the thought of how supportive her girlfriend was. Ever since they had gotten together, Beca had been a lot more content and happy with her life.  

When all was done, she got out of the kitchen, ready to go cuddle up with Chloe, but little did she know the dancer had other plans…

The lights had been dimmed and candles were spread out in the living room. There was a chair in the center. “Chloe?” she called out.

“Sit.” said Chloe, her voice stern. Beca couldn’t make out where her voice was coming from. She obeyed and walked towards the chair and sat on the edge, nervous and a little turned on for what was to come.

The dancer came into view soon after. Beca’s mouth hung open as she slowly strut towards the singer, dressed in dark purple lingerie with black stockings and high heels, her torso covered with a black blazer. She looked simply…

“Woah.”

Chloe smirked at Beca’s response even though deep down she was a little scared. She had never given a lap dance to anyone before. But she kept going on, she wanted to do this for Beca on her special day. Chloe knew the singer had never experienced a lap dance. After all, she was Beca Mitchell; America’s sweetheart. People always expected her to do no wrong which had sadly made the girl a little uptight. And Chloe wanted to change that. That is why she always urged Beca to try and experience new things. Things that normal people her age did.

Well, not that normal people get a lap dance from one Chloe Beale on their birthday.

Her iPod was already connected to the speakers. She took a deep breath and played the mix she had made especially for this occasion. The first song was a remix of Animals by Maroon 5. It was slow and sensual but was upbeat enough to dance too, perfect start for a lap dance. Chloe swayed her hips to the beat, her eyes, making contact with Beca’s who was clearly having a hard time processing what was happening.

“Relax, baby. I’m just giving you a lap dance.” She whispered in Beca’s ear. The DJ let out a shaky breath and Chloe giggled. She put her hands on Beca’s shoulders and pushed her back into the chair so the singer was sitting more comfortable and parted her knees to dance between her legs.

Beca was mesmerized by the way Chloe moved, she had seen her dance before but never like this. It was so…sexy. Her hips moved up and down to the rhythm of the song, brushing against Beca’s legs just slightly. Her eyes shifted from Beca’s to her own body as she glided her hands from her chest to her hips,

“You’ve totally done this before, right?” Beca gaped in amazement as Chloe worked her hips in the perfect figure 8’s. Her eyes closed and her head thrown back.

“Never.“

"No way. Wow.”

The second song (Trap Queen by Fetty Wap) mixed in. She turned around so that her back was facing Beca and dropped down ever so slowly, until she was practically grounding her backside against Beca’s front. She threw her head back, her hair falling against Beca’s shoulder.

Beca’s chest heaved at the feel of Chloe’s body against hers. She didn’t remember the last time she wanted someone so badly. “Can I touch you?” Beca asked huskily. She inched her face forward, just to get her lips to touch the model’s neck, but Chloe stood up and for a second Beca thought she might have done something wrong. Or worse, the lap dance was over.

But then Chloe stood in front of her. Her chest, leaning towards Beca’s face. She grabbed the back of the singer’s head so that her face was literally between her chest and then hooked one leg around the chair and then the other and completely lowered herself onto Beca so that she was straddling her.

“Oh my God.” Beca moaned against Chloe’s breasts.  She felt the heat radiating from Chloe’s core as the girl moved in slow circles in her lap. Beca was so wet she could practically feel her clit jump every time Chloe added a little more pressure. She wanted to just grab Chloe by the hips and make her grind harder. This was torture, sweet agonizing torture.

“How bad do you want to touch me Beca?” Chloe asked as she grated her nails at the nape of Beca’s neck. Her body moving in perfect figure 8’s.

Beca almost came undone at the dancer’s tone alone. “Bad. Really, really bad.” She growled out, it was getting hard to keep her hands to herself.

“Not yet.” Chloe purred against her cheekbone. Honestly, it was never her plan to not let Beca touch her. But she found it really hot when Beca asked for permission to touch her before. It was a heady feeling, the power…so she figured it wouldn’t hurt to make the birthday girl beg a little more “But you can take off my blazer.”

In such a desperate time, it was music to Beca’s ears. Chloe unwrapped her arms from Beca’s neck as she slid off the clothing, slowly exposing the creamy, flawless flesh beneath it. Beca wanted to cry at how sexy Chloe looked at that moment. She was gorgeous; her beautiful face, her long legs, her neck, her breasts and her abs.

God, her shiny abs.

The way Beca was looking at her, as if she were some Goddess, fueled Chloe’s confidence. So she decided to try something in the moment and prayed it wouldn’t end in a disaster. She wrapped one arm around Beca’s neck and swept her free arm downwards, almost to the floor, leaving her chest front and center. And as if that wasn’t enough, she bent all the way back until her hand touched the floor. Her pelvis gyrating against Beca’s crotch. The singer gasped, she was almost coming and she hadn’t even touched Chloe yet!

“How in the world…” she could barely get the words out before another moan escaped her lips “are you this flexible?”

Just then, Chloe unwrapped the other hand from Beca’s neck, brushing it sensually down from Beca’s body to her own and then essentially did a sit up to bring herself back up.

“Oh Shit.”

“Runs in the family. And also, yoga. Good thing, huh?”

Beca could only nod her head in agreement.

Chloe slid her body against Beca’s as the last song started (You know you like it by Aluna George). Her head buried in Beca’s neck, she grazed her lips from the singers collar bone to her jaw, back and forth. She could sense Beca’s erratic breath, the way her vein hammered in her neck. The singer was so desperate to touch her. It roused Chloe.

She gazed back up with parted lips. Beca almost looked predatory, like a caged animal dying to get out. Her lips ghosted above Beca’s. The DJ closed her eyes and offered her mouth, silently begging Chloe to end her torture. The dancer reached out for the waistband of her shorts, grazing her panties teasingly “Fuck. You’re so wet.” she hissed out.

“Only for you.” Beca whimpered beneath her. She was sure her palms had started to bleed by now.

“Kiss me now.”

Beca abruptly dipped in and pressed her mouth to Chloe’s. They both inhaled deeply as their lips met. Chloe tugged at Beca’s hands, bringing them on her hips as an invite to finally touch her. She pulled Chloe in herself tightly as her tongue pressed into the model’s mouth. Chloe’s hands thrusted into Beca’s hair. She sucked on her tongue, getting a deep moan out of the DJ.

They moved with the sensual but fast rhythm of the song. Beca reached behind the models back, blindingly unclasping Chloe’s bra, leaving her mouth to attend to her breasts. Taking one nipple in her mouth, she swirled her tongue around it. Chloe arched into her and ground faster and harder, but it wasn’t enough.

She changed her position so that her knee pressed against Beca’s center as she rode on Beca’s leg “Shit, that’s so much better.” the singer whimpered.

Chloe bunched up Beca’s shirt in her hands, demanding her to take it off. The singer got the hint and backed up for a few seconds to get rid of it. Chloe instantly dove for her shoulder, biting down on it as she rubbed harder against Beca’s thigh. Her one hand kneaded the DJs breast and the other clawed at her back. She was so close and she could tell Beca was too, the grip on her ass got tighter and tighter.

Beca threw her head back as she orgasmed, a loud moan escaping her lips. Chloe came not so long after, her body going limp against Beca’s.

They stayed like that for a good few minutes, wrapped in each others arms, sated and spent. The special lap dance mix had been replaced by a softer, less intense song that Beca couldn’t seem to recognize. Hell, she was surprised she remembered her own name after this.

“This,” she started when she finally thought she had regained the ability to speak “has got to be the best birthday present ever.”

She kissed the dancers cheek and Chloe laughed, still panting against Beca’s ear. “Well I’m glad you enjoyed it so much, love.”

“Thank you.”

The look of pure adoration and love in Beca’s eyes for her made Chloe’s heart swell in happiness, doing this was totally worth it for someone like Beca. She grabbed the girl’s chin for a kiss they both smiled into.

“Let us further celebrate in the room shall we?”

So @feroforeverlife asked for some of my fav Andres/Dvicio videos, so here you go :)