the hum and the shiver

Knight in Shining Armor (Steve Harrington x Female Reader)

Requested by: @cometoceantrenches ( Okie since you take requests, is it okay if you write smth with our boi Steve where the reader drops off their younger sister at the Snow Ball the same time Steve drops off Dustin but Steve offers to take the reader home but they end up at a cafe or smth and talk abt the crazy stuff that happened (fighting the demodogs and all that) and end up confessing to each other?? im sorry if its long af, you just write rlly well *ugly cries*)

Summary: While waiting for the Snow Ball to end, Steve and you catch up at a local cafe where they recount the events of the demo-dogs, and then conversation becomes personal.

Word Count: 3013

Warnings: fluffy af and some smooches. Also get’s a bit emotional towards the end. lets also assume he’s always ooc to me

Note: if there is another gif that kills me it’s also this one!  I kind of just a little went overboard and it’s pretty long but I HOPE YOU LIKE IT! Enjoy!!!

Minor Spoilers of Season 2!!

Originally posted by mikkeljensen

“Do I look okay?” your sister Jen asked for the 100th time from the backseat of your mother’s car. You rolled your eyes, not even bothering to look at her.

“You look great, Jen,” you replied.

“You didn’t even look!” she cried.

For perhaps the third time you spun yourself around to take a look at your sister who was all dolled up and ready for the Snow ball.

“You look beautiful, now stop asking and stop touching your hair,” you slapped her hand away lightly, she flinched and grumbled. You knew she had a crush on one of the boys there, she just wouldn’t tell you who it was. But by how nervous she was, and how she was acting, you knew what was bothering her.

“Hey…whoever this boy you’re crushing over…he’s gonna think you’re the most beautiful girl in the room okay? And he’s going to ask you to dance,” you said, fixing her hair for her. Jen blushed.

“And if he doesn’t?”

You scoffed, “Then he’s a damn idiot, and you’re too good for him,” Jen let out a laugh. Your mother glanced at you two before pulling up in front of the school, behind another car who was dropping off their kid.

Unfortunately for you, your mother had wanted you to stick around the parking lot all night and wait for the Snow ball to end. Also, it was really, really cold out there. But, you didn’t want your mom to worry over Jen all night, so you agreed to stay. You would find something to do, even if that included freezing to death.

Death. Hah. That word honestly didn’t even faze you that much anymore, not after what had occurred in the past month. Images of alien like dog creatures Dustin had called ‘Demo-dogs’ flashed through your mind, especially of the one he called ‘Dart’ who nearly chewed your face off. And then there was that girl with the slicked back hair who everyone seemed to recognize except for you and Steve. Apparently, she had superpowers and helped close the gate and saved the world or something. You honestly didn’t know what to believe, or even do with all this newfound information.

You guessed life would just go on eventually, and somehow you’d manage to live past it.

You stood next to your sister, both of you waving good-bye to your mother, who yelled, “Have a good time and be safe!” before driving off and out of the drop-off zone. Jen sighed, flattening down her light pink dress.

“Are you really going to stay out here all night?” Jen asked as you both walked towards the entrance, you shrugged.

“It’ll be fun- staying out here all by myself in the freezing cold in order to avoid my past middle school teachers trying to catch up with me,” Jen laughed, stopping in front of the entrance and turning to face you.

“Are you sure I look okay, (y/n)?”

You glared slightly at her, pretty sure she’s just taking in the compliments, but you just smiled and held a thumbs up. Jen was about to speak before her eyes caught something behind you. Her cheeks suddenly turned the same color as her dress. You raised a brow, and turned around, seeing who had made her all flustered.

“Dustin?” you asked, the younger boy was surprised to see you here, but not as surprised as you when you saw how much his hair looked super familiar.

“What are you doing here, (y/n)?” he asked, you tore your eyes from his hair and pointed behind you.

“Just dropping off Jen-” but when you turned around, she was gone and already in the gym. You blinked, huffing slightly as you realized that Dustin was the boy she was so keen on. You laughed lightly, thinking that it was the cutest thing ever.

Your mind went back to Dustin’s hairstyle the moment you looked back at him.

“Okay- tell me right now…is Steve your role model or something?” You asked, jokingly. Dustin gave you an annoyed look before you chuckled, “You look great kiddo, now go in there and for the love of god find Jen and ask her to dance,” you winked. Dustin furrowed his eyebrows.

“Wait- what? really?”

You clicked your tongue before your eyes went to the car Dustin had gotten out of. Your jaw dropped when you instantly recognized it as Steve’s. Dustin noticed your excitement and gave a smug smile.

“He’s staying because he saw you and is hoping you’ll go over there to talk or something,” he said nonchalantly, you side-glanced Dustin, seeing him look at the car and wave. You can just feel Steve’s glare on the kid. You merely laughed it off.

“Don’t you have a ball to attend, kid?” you asked, Dustin cursed softly and walked into the entrance, muttering something about asking Jen to dance, a cheeky grin on his face. You shook your head, crossing your arms against your chest before turning and starting to walk over to Steve’s car.

You leaned down to his open window, a toothy grin and asked, “Is that you Steve? My knight in shining armor?” Steve smiled at the sight of you, and waved your comment off.

“Yeah, the one and only,” he responded, knowing you were referring to when he saved you from losing your face to some demo-dog, “Are you going to head home?”

You shook your head.

“Gotta stay here until it ends and make sure Jen is still alive after or something,” you shrugged, Steve laughed.

“Oh no- that’s not okay,” he said, “As your knight in shining armor, I’m going to save you from freezing to death…” he reached over and opened the car door, his other hand still resting on the wheel. You put your hand over your heart.

“Wow…what a gentlemen,” you commented as you climbed into his car, Steve shrugged, eyes still resting on you. You didn’t notice the way he stared at you, like Dustin had noticed when Steve pulled up and saw you.

“That’s what I am, didn’t you know?”

You just hummed, hugging your arms closer to you. Steve noticed, eying your shivering form before an idea popped in his mind.

“Wanna go get a warm drink or something?” he asked, you tilted your head in thought.

“Warm drink? You mean like coffee?” you asked, a playful glint in your eyes.Steve stared at you for a moment, before realizing how stupid he must sound.

“I said that…” he muttered. You snickered, but nodded.

“Yeah, I could go for a warm drink…” Steve cracked a smile, eyes still lingering on yours before starting his car. When he looked away as he began to drive out of the parking lot, you looked at the side of his face, thinking you saw a shade of pink on his cheeks…but it was too dark.

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I'm Yours (NSFW)

Originally posted by wandamaixmoff

Imagine: Newt gets jealous of all the male attention you had gotten on a night out, becoming frustrated he shows you who knows you best. 

Author’s Note: Okay, real talk, if you were in a relationship with Newt I think he would be confident and cocky as fuck. Anyhow, tell me what ya liked, what ya didn’t. Cheers legends, also 1,500 of you guys actually like me so that’s questionable. Also this is the first smut I’ve ever written so don’t be mean, I don’t think it’s that great but I wanna hear what you think!

Word Count: 1483

Tagging: @embracingtheinnerweaboo @radicalmeghan @ladytevans07 @full-on-whovian @superlalka228 @theuniversebeyondtherain @scarletdarkholme @rock-n-magick @whossmr @kipisz @jinxkatkazama @hamilsyd704 @that1awkwardfangirl @allnewtsbeasts @itsleviosa14 @choconim @pygmy-puff-fluff @awesomenessfeet @awkward-ari-1731 @wehavecometoanend-maybe @fuckincringe @foxie-monster @tumbleweedtheproxy @winter-patrick @corazon-ya @annaoben @devilsgeek @deanskitten @angel-hunter-winchester @tsuki-okami @filonewts @ofxmicexandxmanda 

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Study Partner (Taeyong x Reader)

Rating: M, with a side of fluff

(A/N) How goes my fellow nut busters? I’m jumping right onto the request train by giving you some fluffy and a little smutty study partner Taeyong! While our resident being of perfection may have enough sex appeal to shut down a male stripper convention, I think Taeyong/s sweeter side needs a bit more loving too. So I hope y’all enjoy this one because it was really fun to write!!

Originally posted by teeuai

Staring out the window of your classroom like some angsty anime character was one of your favorite pastimes. You wished every waking hour you were in this hell hole of a school to be outside, riding your bike through the streets, picking flowers in the park, playing in the stream that ran through town, anything but this class.

It’s not like you were bad at writing and literature, in fact, you were exceptional, the brightest in your class. But you hated the teacher, hated what he made you write. You didn’t want to write about the characters in a Greek tragedy, you didn’t want to analyze Jane Austin, you wanted to write soaring stories about adventurers, magic, and romance. This class made you despise writing, and you loathed that, because writing was one of your secret passions.

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Cake Batter

*NSFW* I won’t be able to think about frosting the same again. Enjoy! xxh ;)

It was a quiet and lazy morning in Harry’s apartment. The two of you had slowly gotten up and around for the day, taking your time and enjoying the rare occasion. You’d gone off to the kitchen a while ago, and Harry was still lounging on the couch, dozing off again. He was brought back to reality by your voice, calling out.

“Harry, can you come here?”

He pushed himself off of the couch and rubbed his eyes, then came around the corner to find you kneeling on the counter in front of an open cupboard. Your hands were on your hips, looking very intently for something.

“What is it, love?” he asked, leaning up against the doorframe, a bit confused.

“Do you have any vanilla? I need it for a recipe,” you explained, turning to look at him, “We’re going to your Mum’s and I told her I’d bring desert.”

He thought for a moment, confused expression painted on his face, and then his eyes grew wide as he remembered.

“I’ll grab it,” he said, “I always keep it tucked away over here because I hardly ever bake anymore. Catch?”

You cupped your hands out in front of you and (thankfully) caught the small glass bottle once it left his hands, “It’s still good, right? Not an ancient bottle of vanilla from your baking days?”

He smirked, “Jus’ bought it a few months ago before the holiday, should be jus’ fine.”

You twisted the tiny cap off and took a breath in, “Smells okay to me,” you laughed, “the last thing I need is to poison your family with a cake because of bad vanilla, I’m finally starting to get on Gemma’s good side.”

“They’ll love it regardless, and you know they love you too,” he assured you, coming up behind you and grabbing your waist. He spoke into your hair, “Don’t see why anyone wouldn’t love you, you’re perfect.”

You were glad to be facing the wall, because your cheek grew red embarrassingly quick, “Harry, you know that’s the farthest thing from the truth,”

“Yeh can argue all you want, petal, but we both know I’m right,” he teased, “What are you making anyway?”

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Camping - Smut

Originally posted by sarcasticallystilinski

Author: @dumbass-stilinski
Rating: NSFW 18+
Pairing: Stiles Stilinski/Reader
Words: 3,649
AN: So this happened? Have some filth. Thanks for being patient. Thanks to @writing-obrien​ and @celestial-writing​ and @rememberstilinski​ for helping me out with this! Y’all are the best and I love you guys sm.


You rolled your eyes as you trudged through the forest, your backpack slung over your shoulders and your sleeping bag rolled up and tied to it. Of all the people you could be paired with, it had to be Stiles. The two of you were at each other’s throats constantly, and you had a feeling that this was Scott’s underhanded way of trying to get you to get along.

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Plenty of Time

Summary: Bucky has royally pissed you off. 

Word Count: 1,154

Warnings: Language

A/N: This is your fault, @srgntjbarnes

Originally posted by buckingoffthebed

“If you touch me, I’m going to rip off your other arm.”

“Yikes,” Sam chortled, throwing his bag over his shoulder. “Good luck with that one, dude.”

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anonymous asked:

The RFA reacting to waking up with MC for thr first time? Not in a sex type of way but maybe they fell asleep on the couch or MC sat next to them till she fell asleep type of thing. Fluffy is nice :p

Fluffy is life! ^^ Hope you enjoy this!

RFA reacting to waking up with MC for the first time


Zen

  • He woke up with the morning breeze blowing in his face, was he so tired that he really dozed off on his rooftop?
  • He looks down and… you??? You and him with a blanket wrapped around you two???
  • Wants to scream and push you away before the beast comes out, but… you look so peaceful in your sleep, so comfortable… you shouldn’t be so comfortable around a man, all men are wolv… oh, shit! You’re hugging him and snuggling in his chest.
  • Now he remembers, you two went to gym together and then he invited you over to cool off after such an intense work out session
  • He feels disgusted at himself for leaning against you like that, he was probably all sweaty. Well, so were you, but your sweat smells like cinnamon to him, so he doesn’t mind.
  • You two went to his rooftop and talked a little drinking a beer. You seemed cold, so he grabbed a blanket, and next thing you know… you were cuddling like this…
  • Despite all his fear about losing control, he feels so glad, he would love to wake up with you all over him like this every morning, but probably somewhere more comfortable like his couch or… his bed…
  • NO! BAD THOUGHTS, ZEN! SNAP OUT OF IT!
  • “Zen… are you okay?” your sleepy voice and you half lidded eyes, this is too fucking much!  “You keep shaking, are you cold?” he feels really hot, actually…
  • “I-I’m fine, MC, don’t worry.” “Okay, so go back to sleep…” you nuzzle at him again. Oh well… you heard her, beast, go back to sleep…


Yoosung

  • He feels his neck a little wry, this pillow seems different… wait! It’s not a pillow, it’s… it’s… YOUR LAP!
  • There’s so much for him to feel flustered. You’re so close, he’s sleeping on your lap and you are IN PUBLIC!
  • Oh yeah… LOLOL is about to send a new expansion, so there he is camping in front of the store waiting to be one of the firsts to buy it.
  • How he managed to bring you along is a thing he’ll never know… but what’s more important right now is… the sweet smell of cherry emanating from your hair…and your legs are so comfortable…
  • Wait! What? No… the most important thing is… why did he drag you to this? And he should have offered his lap, or… at least, his shoulder for you to rest! You must be so uncomfortable! But you look ok… and so cute…
  • Are people in line looking at you? Oh no… this is so embarrassing… they must think you are a couple…
  • But would it be bad? People seeing you as a couple? He would never say it out loud, but he fantasized so much about doing couple’s things with you…
  • Cooking together, having meals together, waking up together… at the same bed… oh no no no! What was he thinking? This was so naughty, especially having you this close…
  • “Yoosung, are you feeling sick? You’re so red… maybe you have a fever?” he didn’t even notice you waking up. You put your hand on his forehead, could he get even redder? He looks at you all tense, your eyes are a little squinched because you didn’t wake up completely, so…  cute!
  • “Hum… you don’t feel that hot…, just rest a little more, okay?  I’ll wake you up when the store opens.” He hesitates a lot, but you’re so warm and he’s so tired… he awkwardly rests his head again on your lap and feel your fingers resting lazily on his hair, well, none of his fantasies went that far…


Jaehee

  • She wakes up when she feels your head leaning on her shoulder… oh… Zen can ever know you two slept during his movie.
  • WAIT! You’re sleeping on her? YOU are sleeping on HER?
  • She feels kinda honored that you think she’s comfortable enough for you to just lean on, but… why?
  • You two came to see this movie Zen has a cameo on, maybe you two got too tired of waiting for his scene? She would be offended if it was someone else, but since it is you… she understands, she felt asleep too, after all.
  • She wonders if people on the row behind you think you’re just a couple and you are snuggling in her because it’s romantic… she giggles at this thought because, well… it feels sort of… exciting?
  • Yes… it’s such a bright feeling… the idea of people seeing you as a couple, imagining you do these cute and cheesy couple things… she would like doing these cute and cheesy things with you…
  • If you did that while you’re watching one of Zen’s DVDs together, on her couch… oh! What would she do?
  •  “Jaehee… did I miss some funny part?” you whisper at her ear, and she shivers. “Hum… n-no, MC, why?” “Well, you’re grinning so much… did Zen appear yet?”
  • “No, not yet… you can sleep a little more if you want, I’ll wake you up, okay?” you just nod, close your eyes again and go back to her shoulder.
  • Yes, she is grinning again, but it has nothing to do with the movie.


Jumin

  • He wakes up at his couch feeling something on his lap, it seems a little heavier than Elizabeth the 3rd
  • Oh… oh… it’s your head, you are… resting your head at his lap, this is… weird? And… so… intimate? And… good?
  • At least you don’t have your face turned to his body and… oh, you roll over, he can feel your breathing through his shirt.
  • He invited you over to show you some ideas he had for a new cat project. People could judge him and he didn’t care, but your opinion on his cat projects is always fundamental.
  • You gave him great suggestions as usual, and you two could spend the whole night discussing it, but you  felt tired at some point and fell asleep on his shoulder.
  • He should have offered you a bedroom, but he was pretty tired himself… and you’re so warm and… look so comfortable.
  • He’s not sure about what moment of the night you fell on his lap, but… does it really matter? It’s so… amusing…
  • He feels so tempted to caress your hair, it looks so silky… and your peaceful sleepy face is so… mesmerizing, he could watch you sleep like this every night.
  • He would prefer doing this in bed, when he can look straight at you, laying beside you… easy there, Jumin…
  • It’s so weird knowing you trust him that much to let yourself be so vulnerable near him, usually people feel so intimidated by his presence, but not you… you just think he’s good enough for you to rest…
  • “Jumin, doesn’t your neck hurt?” your sleepy voice is like music to his ears “No, MC. Why do you ask?” “You’ve been keeping your head down, maybe you have a wryneck?”
  • “Don’t worry about me, MC. What about you? Aren’t you uncomfortable?” you  look around, grab a pillow and put on his lap. “I’m okay… sweet dreams, Jumin.” And you get back to sleep.
  • Well, he doesn’t need to sleep or dream, this is sweet enough for him.


Saeyoung

  • He wakes up because this pillow feels a little weird…it’s comfortable, but it’s different…
  • Oh, it’s not a pillow, it’s your chest… he blushes, did he drool a little? Gross… and kind of pervy?
  • He looks at you and sees you’re drooling a little too, ok, now he’s not that embarrassed.
  • Wants to take lots of pictures of you to spam the chatroom, but there’s something about you like this that makes him feel he should be the only one to ever see you so peaceful and vulnerable.
  • His legs hurt, keeping them curled up like this all night because there’s not much space on the backseat of his car it’s a little uncomfortable. Luckily enough, the upper half of his body enjoyed this warm and smooth pillow that is your body.
  • He invited you for a ride in one of his babies, unfortunately, there was a problem with the engine. He called a tow truck, but it was taking too long and you looked so tired… so you two moved to the backseat… maybe he was very tired himself too… who knows if the tow truck showed up after all?
  • He can hear your heartbeat, it’s so liberating and soothing at the same time, now it’s slow since you’re sleeping, but he can’t help thinking if he could ever make it race with his words or… with his touch? What is he thinking? No no no…
  • Most of your body is under him, but he would still like to touch you more, run his fingers through your hair, trace your jaw line… he keeps getting greedy with you…
  • He rarely sleeps this well, well, he rarely sleeps, and being able to relax like this just because you’re this close could only mean one thing, right?
  • “Saeyoung, don’t your legs hurt like this?” your sleepy eyes and messy hair are the cutest thing he’s ever seen, he swears. “Oh… a little, but it’s fine, MC.”
  • “No… here, let’s exchange so you can stretch your legs a little.” Now your legs are curled up and he’s being the pillow.
  • Well, now he can at least caress your hair, but he’s the one with the heart racing like crazy.


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Elevator Games

Pairings: Chanyeol x Reader

Genre: Smut, Fluff CEO!AU

Word Count: 2K +

A/N i really hope you enjoy this! it didn’t necessicarily turn out how i wanted it too, but i still hope you like it :)

Originally posted by jonginssoo

Late. again. 

this was the seventh time you were rushing towards your work building.

You had just started your new job and you were stuffing up already.

 Today you and the other new workers were meant to be introduced to the CEO of the building; if you were late to that, you were screwed. 

Why were you always late? Simple. You simply couldn’t wake the fuck up.

This had been a problem for you for ages, but never to this extent.

You quickly checked your watch as you repeatedly pushed the up button for the elevator.

As you rushed into the elevator you tried to fix your hair that had been blown harshly by the wind, however, it was in vain as your curls had been wrecked and your hair was a complete mess.

The doors to the elevator were closing painfully slow, but just before they closed a large hand found its way between the two of them.

You tried to keep a sigh from exhaling out your body as the doors started to open again. You were for sure, getting fired.

“sorry” a husky voice spoke as he entered the elevator. He was tall and his shoulders were broad yet his body was slender; you took a deep breath as you examined his god-like smile.

You nodded your head before the elevator doors finally closed again. You prayed to Jesus that no one on the way up would press the button, further digging you into your grave.

Just as you finished your prayer you felt the elevator come to an abrupt halt; you and the man both grabbed onto the railings on the side of the elevator to try and regain your balance.

“What happened?” you asked quietly as a few seconds had passed but nothing had happened.

Both you and the male moved closer to the elevator doors, you looked at the button panel and the lights seemed to of gone out. Crap. The elevator was broken.

“Hello?” the man spoke into the emergency phone. His voice was calm and collected where as yours would have been frustrated and scared.

“oh…ok, thank you” he said before hanging up the phone. You eyed him as he turned towards you, he didn’t need to speak because his captivating eyes said it all. You were fucking stuck.

“well shit” you sighed as you rested your back against the side of the elevator; you slide down until your ass hit the floor with a small ‘ough’ sound.

As the male sat opposite you, you watched him eyes you up and down, instantly making you feel self -cousicous.

“I’m chanyeol” he smiled when he noticed he had been caught.

“Y/N” you sighed as you played with your bracelet depressingly. Of course, today of all days is the day you get trapped in the elevator with a devilishly handsome stranger.

“you look a little tense?” he asked as concern graced his face, he tilted his head to the side leaving you with a clear view of his perfect jawline.

“I was supposed to be in this really important meeting with the CEO of this company, but im probably getting fired so” you trailed off as a humorless laugh followed your comment.

“I heard the CEO was rather nice, stern, but nice never the less” he shrugged as his eyes trailed towards the floor.

You sighed again before adjusting your white blouse that was tucked into their skirt. You watched as his eyes zoomed in, focusing on every little movement of yours.

You smirked before narrowing your eyes at the main playfully.

“you can’t blame me, you are extremely hot” he said as he ran his hand through his shiny ass hair as your smirk extended.

“Well, I guess were going to be here for a while” you said as he moved over so he could sit directly in front of you.

You bit your lip as you looked him up and down. His suit looked extremely expensive and the Rolex on his wrist gave it away that he was an extremely important person.

“so, what are you doing here?” you asked him as he drew small circles on the bottom of your leg, just below your knee.

“Just some business deals, not really that interesting” he shrugged as his eyes never left your leg. He bit his lip before his eyes drifted up to meet yours.

“do’ya wanna play a game?” he asked seductively as his hand slowly traveled up your skirt. Pushing it up your leg.

“what kind of game” you whispered as the feeling of his cool hand gliding up you already heated body sent shivers down your spine.

“You seem pretty innocent, so I guess we should start with something simple” he said sending a cocky grin your way. You lightly gasped at his statement.

“me? Innocent? Sure” you said before winking back at him.

“you aren’t? then prove it. How about you wrap those pretty little lips around my cock?” he asked as he leaned back, resting on his hands.

“I see you don’t beat around the bush” you scoffed before pulling your lip in-between your teeth.

He softly groaned before chucking his head backward in need “please baby girl, all you’ve done is sit there and look at what you’re doing to me” he groaned; You gaze followed his hand as he palmed himself through his pants.

“okay here’s my game proposal” he said as a mischievous glint twinkled in his eyes. “blow me and if I cum in under 5 minutes, when we get out of here ill eat you out each night for a week” he said running his tongue across his bottom lip as he stared at you as if you were his prey.

At the statement, you felt a small pool of arousal rise inside of you. The time stamp he gave you was almost a challenge, if only he knew you could have him shivering in 3.

You let out a hum of interest before staring him down; his stares were crazy intense, you could feel the dominant power radiating off him.

You crawled forward pushing his chest down as he undid his pants hastily. Time starts now.

You started trailing kisses along his neck as your hand gently grazed over his shaft causing him to let out a breathy moan. As you sucked harshly on his neck you gripped him in your hands not easing into it; your hands quickly went to work, one fondling his balls while the other moved up and down, his shaft rock hard in your hand.

Chanyeol suddenly let out a string of whiny moans as you slowed your pace down before speeding up again, only to slow down once more.

‘what’s wrong baby?” you asked sweetly, our voice dripping with innocence as you lowered yourself, keeping eye contact with him the whole time.

He drew his bottom lip between his teeth as he watched you, his eyebrows furrowed and his eyes narrow. A soft groan emitted from his throat as you placed your lips around his tip, letting your hot breath fan over it.

With a sudden change of mind, you quickly slid down his length until you hit his base. Chanyeol screamed out as his hand came up to grab your hair harshly.

As he lifted his hips repeatedly, you let him face fuck you, his shaft hitting the back on your throat with each thrust.

While he did so you massaged his balls with your now free hands, sending him into complete bliss.

His groans and shouts of your name had you dripping for his touch, but right now you were focused on him.

“Y/N…I-i-“ he stuttered not even able to finish his sentence when you suddenly sucked harder, his head flew back before he moved your head.

As he filled your mouth with his fluid you swallowed eagerly, taking in his taste.

You hummed in delight as you pulled away from the huffing boy. Sweat glistened off his face as you sat up and looked at you.

“congratulations, 2m34s” he said as you nodded your head knowingly, he looked at you in awe before shaking his head.

“it’s probably because I could see straight down your shirt as you choked on my dick” he spoke boldly causing you to roll your eyes.

“chocked?” you asked as your raise your eyebrow.

He chuckled before running a hand through his perfect hair.

“take that top off, it’s pissing me off” he growled lowly as his tongue ran across his lip.

“you didn’t ask very nicely” you said playfully sending a wink his way.

He leaned forward with a dark look in his eye. “I wasn’t asking” with that sentence he skillfully ripped open your blouse ripping off two of the top buttons.

You gasped before untucking it from you skirt and letting him undo the rest of it. As he placed you down and hovered over you, your breath got caught in your throat.

You watched carefully as his head lowered down to your neck, his full lips explored your neck leaving love bites.

You moaned softly as you entangled your hand in his hair trying to bring him closer to you.

“will you let me fuck you” he whispered in your ear as he unzipped your pencil skirt and running his cold hands on your warm exposed skin.

Your poor underwear was soaked and your heart was beating so hard against your chest you could only bring yourself to nod.

“please, oh god please fuck me” you whined. That’s all he needed to hear. He quickly pulled your skirt off as he trailed kisses down you chest and down your stomach. He was clearly in a rush and to be honest, so were you.

As he pulled off you underwear a smug smirk came onto his face.

“you got this wet from sucking me off?” he asked as he lined himself up. You took a shaky breath in as you felt his tip in your entrance.

“shut up an-Oh!” you started saying before he slammed himself inside you. You moaned in satisfaction as you felt him stretch out your walls.

He started off slowly, pumping in and out of you with a stable pace. He swallowed your moans with his mouth as you both fought for dominance.

You moaned his name as he sped up, his eyes sharp and focused and his lips slighted parted letting out frequent groans.

“you’re so tight” he stated before grabbing your leg and throwing it over his shoulder.

At the sudden change of position, you moaned loudly as he hit spots he wasn’t hitting before; your hands flew to his shoulders as he pumped harder, almost growling with aggression.

“chanyeol! Fuck!” you screamed out as he hit your G-spot.

“There! Right there! Keep going” you pleaded as your started breathing harder; he chanted your name as you drilled into you.

You were both coming close to your finish, you let out one last moan before releasing all over him. As your walls clenched tightly he let out a gasp before joining you and riding out your orgasms.

“fuck” he chuckled before pulling out of you “I was meant to pull out” he confessed causing you to laugh while you pulled your underwear up.

“it’s okay, I’m on the pill” you stated as the both of you started fixing yourself up.

“do you want to go get something to eat after this?” he asked sheepishly as he scratched the back of his neck. A complete 180 from the way he previously reacted.

You wanted to answer ‘yes’ but you suddenly remembered what you missed.

“err, I should probably go explain to my boss why I wasn’t there” you sighed “I really want to though” you added just in case he thought you weren’t interested.

“oh! Don’t worry about that. His boss is fine with it, so he has to be fine with it too” He smiled as he pressed the help button for the second time.

“his boss?” you asked confused; he just smiled at you until you finally pieced everything together.

“I just fucked my boss” you whispered more to yourself but he still heard. He laughed before nodding his head happily.

“so, what do you feel like?” he asked when we felt the elevator start to move again “Chinese? Mexican?”.

“Mexican sounds good” you said as you realised how hungry you actually were.

“okay, but I won’t eat that much, my dinner tonight deserves all my attention” he said winking out you.

As the two of you walked out of the building you couldn’t help but wonder where your relationship was going and to think, but if this was going to be a normal thing, you sure as hell didn’t mind.

My Virgin Sacrifice


Pairing: Lucifer X Reader
Warnings: Smut, DaddyK!nk, bossy!Lucifer, blood, bad language.
Summary: Y/n is witch who is being sacrificed to Lucifer. In a twisted chain of events there is a wicked witch, a good witch, and a handsome devil. 
Author’s Note: Hi everyone! My drabble Sinful for Lucifer took off so well these last few days, and since I can’t get the Devil out of my head, I decided to give you guys a whole story. I am not sure if it any good, but let me know. I hope you like it. As always, please see my page for more of my work, and look for the master-list which should be out very soon!
Word count of story: Approximately 2500 words


    Your grandmother was a witch, just as your mother was. You had grown up with a love for witchcraft sprouting from their teachings at a very early age. Of course, your family and home coven stayed far away from anything too sinister and dastardly for obvious reasons. Curses, hexes, and demons tended to backfire, or at least end very badly for the witch. Especially when hunters got involved.
    As you grew older you grew fonder of the idea of traveling, absorbing all the knowledge and wisdom you could across the lands. And with a lifted heart and demeanor, you did. Seeing everything you could-learning all you could-of evil and good. But even you could tell that the world was shifting. Demons became more and more frequent, hauntings became more and more deadly, and good witches became few. Even the hunters began to fizzle out one by one. By the time your grandmother left this earth and your mother took control of the coven, rumors had begun to spread about the rise of the true king.
The true one to rule hell and all those that belong to hell. The archangel that had started and would restart the war between Heaven and Hell.
                                   

                                                  Lucifer.

Growing worried for your mother and the good of your coven you returned home, only to find your coven in a state of power-hungry, evil infused paranoia under the charge of a lady who called herself Sirena. Sirena was a force you had never met before. She was cunning and vindictive, and seemingly all knowing. Sirena was quick to punish those she doubted and the returning daughter of the head witch she had overthrown was just that. An opponent to test her power and dedication to her King Lucifer.

     She had attacked you before you had time to even register what had happened.  And after you lay bruised and battered on the ground, she commanded those who used to be your trusted friends to help her bind you.

“Y/n, it’ll all be fine. Lucifer will be every so gracious of your sacrifice. Why, he might even be as gracious as to grant our coven everlasting favor in the courts of Hell! Think of the good you’ll be doing here!” Sirena preached to you as she pulled the ropes tighter to your skin.

“I didn’t sign up for this, Sirena. You know that! You have taken a peaceful coven, and turned all these women vengeful,” You say as you struggle against the bonds that hold your hands and feet.

“Oh sweetheart, that was what your mother thought too, but you’ll see. Everyone will see. I’ve finally perfected the perfect spell, and it’s sure to reach our King’s ears this time,” she said with a wicked laugh. She back away from you to pick up a long-curved dagger from the table nearby. “Just think about it,” she started with another awful cackle, turning back towards you as she played with the knife, “you’re the perfect sacrifice! I mean before I killed your mother, I had heard about her talk about you to the others. You’re still pure-in more ways than one.”

  “I don’t know what you’re talking about!” you cried, swinging your gaze to your once friends who stood facing you on the far wall, pleading with your eyes for them to save you.

 “Oh Y/n, that won’t work. They are no longer easily persuaded. Now, back to the matters at hand. You know exactly what I mean when I say ‘pure’. You’re still pure of heart, in fact you almost have a childlike sense of wonder,” Sirena pressed the dagger under your chin, forcing your head up and your eyes to hers. “You also have never been-bedded, to put nicely. So innocently pure. A virgin sacrifice for the King. How classically polite.”

   Your eyebrow raised automatically. The bitterness of the situation finding you now, “You polite or nice? I’ve known you five minutes and I’m tied to a chair being sacrificed because I’ve never been ‘bedded’.”

  Sirena’s smile twitched and you watched as her eyes glazed over for a split second before her hand moved. In that second, she moved and you felt the cold sting of the blade across your cheek. When she pulled back again, the dagger was lined with blood, and Sirena? She was looking quite proud of herself.
       “Fine, fucked. You’re just as picky as your mother was. I was trying not to offend your delicate ears, but now I don’t care. With this offering of your blood, Lucifer will practically praise me. That is of course after he rapes and devours you,” Sirena cackled.

She began reciting a spell you in a language not even you had ever heard, but you couldn’t really pay attention to any of that. Your face and your body hurt. Your mother was dead, and your coven betrayed your family. Your life was officially sucking right now, and you could give a damn less what else was happening around you.
A bright light in the room caught your attention, if not for the simple fact it practically blinded you. Sirena began laughing again, spinning and clapping, searching the room with her eyes. She turned to you when the light completely faded with a scowl.


  “It didn’t work!” she raged. “How could have not worked? You slut! You must have fucked someone, or else it wouldn’t have worked. You filthy whore liar! I’ll-“


“Now, now, let’s not be quick to kill anyone, especially my sacrifice,” a cold male voice said filling the room.


       “My King!” Sirena said dropping to her knees. “I apologize for disturbing you, but I thought this sacrifice would prove my willingness to serve.”


  “No, it doesn’t,” Lucifer says stepping into the dimly lit room.

Originally posted by missviciderossignol


When your eyes found his, you almost gasped. He was gorgeous. He was blonde headed and freckled, lean but built, and he had a very arrogant bad boy nature. He regarded you in a calm, distant expression, but it didn’t seem to be one of hate. His eyes seemed to glow back at yours for a second more before he shifted his attention back to Sirena, his look darkening.


“I am trying to plan and carry out the Apocalypse-or did you forget that?” he asked Sirena pacing closer to where she was standing near you.


“I apologize King, I thought she would please you.”


“She looks-quite tasty, but that is not the point. Disturbing me is very rude, when you could have come to me like every other damn demon has with their signs of loyalty. Instead you summon me? Do you have any idea what I was in the middle of?”


“I am truly sorry, it won’t happen-” Sirena began, but Lucifer swiftly cut her off with a hand to her throat. 


The glow of his eyes seemed to brighten and he hauled her into the air with one hand. “Oh,” he said coldly, “I know it won’t.”

Just then Sirena emitted a beam of light from every orifice of her body. Lucifer pretty much burning her from inside out, and casting her lifeless body aside. He turns to you with a raised brow and relaxed look.

  “I loathe power hungry twats who disturb others, don’t you, love?” he asks almost nicely.

You blink back at him for a second before replying, “L-love?”

Lucifer doesn’t answer your question. Instead he comes closer to you expecting your bruises and cut up face. He runs his hands across your bonds, and you feel them dissipate. “No running, pet. Daddy has to heal you and take you home,” he says almost absentmindedly placing his hands on your face.

“Excuse me, what?”  You ask just as the warm feeling over takes you. It spreads through your body, making it hum and shiver, and you shift just slightly in your seat. Lucifer’s eyes connect with yours again and it’s as if he’s warning you to stay still with just his gaze.

The feeling intensifies as it spreads, and soon your body is on high alert, but tired at the same time. You feel your eyes begin to shut of their own accord. Right before the blackness of unconsciousness takes you, you hear Lucifer’s voice once more.

    “Now, let’s get you home.”

Originally posted by lucifersagents

   You awoke atop of a king size, black satin covered bed in a dark room. You no longer hurt, but you didn’t know where you were. You weren’t even sure if what you thought had happened had really happened. That would be ridiculous, right?

“It might be for an average human, but not you,” a cold voice that you were becoming all too familiar with said. Glancing up to find Lucifer starring down on you, you almost screamed, but he had already raised a hand to silence you. “I will not hurt you, Y/n. I promise. I even healed your wounds for you, pet.”


“Oh, just stop it with the ‘pet’ stuff already. We both know the only reason you are interested in me is because of that stupid ritual and the fact I am a virgin. I am not yours,” You spat out before you could think to stop yourself.


You watched Lucifer’s eyes darken menace and almost gulped in fear. “I assure you, that isn’t true. In fact, you are mine and I will prove it,” he said darkly.


“You just said you wouldn’t hurt me!” You accuse him quickly.


“And I won’t, but let me show you why you should belong to me.”


You mauled it over for a second. It would if nothing else prevent something like this from happening again, and after his virgin sacrifice infatuation wore off that was the only risk here. He did promise not to hurt you. You looked back at him and nodded. “Okay.”


You were pushed back against the black satin sheets, your arms falling to rest by your head. Your legs spread of their own accord, unable to hide the sudden arousal caused from the angel above you. 


 Lucifer hovered above you, leaning down to capture your lips in a searing kiss. You moaned into his mouth as his teeth tugged on your lower lip. One hand snaked up to tangle in your hair, using it to roughly pull your head back so he could access your neck. You gasped and closed your eyes as his teeth grazed your skin and found a soft spot you never knew existed.

Originally posted by tess453


Obliviously, Lucifer had done this before. You had not. Starting to feel a bit insecure, you brought your hands up to push back against him, but he wouldn’t budge.


“Lucifer,” you gasp, trying again. “I’m not good enough for this I barely know how to kiss.”


“Don’t even think about it like that, pet,” He ordered silkily as his jean clad hips ground against yours, his manhood already hardening. 


You wrapped your legs around his waist, almost automatically, with a desperate gasp for more affection, or attention, or really anything you could get. One of his hands cupped a breast, squeezing and kneading, while his lips found the curve of the other. He sucked your skin into his mouth, his tongue leaving a cold fire across your skin. You tightened your legs around his waist, feeling a sudden wetness pooling between your legs. And in response, Lucifer ripped the shirt from your body.


He chuckled at your attentive responses, grinding his hips against yours. His hand slid from your breast down your side, his fingers a seductive dance on your skin. 


“So responsive for me, pet,” he murmured, kissing his way back up to your neck. He sucked on your neck and as his fingers slid into the waistband of your jeans and ripped those off as well causing you to moan. “That’s my girl,” he grunted, biting your neck. He pulled back and smiled proudly at the dark hickey he’d left on your skin, marking you as his woman for all eternity.


He worked his hand down to your wet heat slowly, and thrust a finger into you, his slow pace never faltering as you wiggled and bucked against him. His hips helped to keep yours steady while he worked you with his hand, his other hand tugging at your hair and his lips alternating between decorating your neck and devouring your now naked breasts.


  You felt a foreign knot building in your belly, but before it could burst, Lucifer removed his finger. You whimpered shamelessly at the loss of contact and he chuckled darkly. He hovered above you, angling his hips so that his manhood rubbed against your entrance, and you noticed you had completely missed how he had gotten his jeans off.  Finding yourself not caring, however you tried your best to hint to him that you needed him with your body.


He growled back at you when he noticed your slight shimmies for his attention and sprung on you like a wild tiger. His lips attacked your skin, as he rubbed his manhood through your wetness. The contact rubbed against your clit, causing your hips to jerk upwards.


“That’s right, kitten. Let Daddy take care of you,” he instructed, sitting back and using his hands on your hips to help position you. You complied, finding little shame anymore in Lucifer’s arms.


Lucifer positioned himself above you, his hands on your hips as he thrust into your sex slowly. You moaned at feeling him inside you, and although slightly strange-there was no pain. Your legs began spreading more to entice him further. He understood, pushing in as far as he could. His hands gripped your hips bruisingly as he pulled almost all the way out and slammed back in. Working you over very well for your first time. You moaned loudly and your hands gripped the pillow, all of your senses gone. All you could focus on was Lucifer pounding into you like he owned you. This archangel making you his prize.

Originally posted by palehand


  He leaned over you, one hand tangling in your hair and tugging your head forward. You mewled and turned your head to meet his lips in a possessive kiss. He sucked your tongue into his mouth as he continued his thrusts. While you were lost in his kiss, the hand on your hip slid forward between your folds to rub mercilessly at your clit, earning a string of loud whorish moans from your lips which he eagerly swallowed. 


The knot in your belly exploded, your orgasm gushing. He kept his pace causing you to drag your nails down his toned chest. His hands gripped your hips so he could thrust his hips into yours, his pelvis striking your clit with each thrust, sending your orgasm skyrocketing upwards yet again.


Your name fell from his lips like a moaned prayer, the sound making you moan in return. “Please…” You stammered, wrapping your arms around him. “I-I… I can’t…”


“Not yet.” He ordered and you struggled to take a ragged breath, in a failed attempt to get a hold of yourself. “You are absolutely delicious, pet,” He informed you. “So responsive, so willing.”


“Please….” You whispered. “Just… please.”


“I’m sorry, what was that? Who are you talking to, Little Girl?” He asked innocently.


“Lucifer, please I need you…” You pleaded, grinding your hips up as best as you could. He grunted, but still did not relent. 


“No, pet. What is my name?” He demanded once more, slowing his pace almost completely.


You groaned out, frustrated, but completely turned on. “Daddy, please!”
“Much better, pet.” He growled and without pause, he was buried up to the hilt inside of you once more. You couldn’t help the shriek that was pulled from your lips as he began to brutally slam into you. His lips once again lock onto your chest, sucking. You barely notice as your hands wrap around his back nails digging into skin. “Moan for me, Little Girl.” He grunts, hitting that spot deep inside you.

Originally posted by sensuous

“Daddy!” You manage to choke out as he hits that spot with every thrust.


“I can’t hear you.” He punctuates each word with a snap of his hips.


“Daddy!” You scream as the knot that was building once more explodes, cause your whole body to jerk. Lucifer’s own orgasm followed yours, and as he cried out with you, he held you close as he worked you both through it, slowly. When you both had finally calmed down, he withdrew and looked at you. His next words shocking your ecstasy ridden body.


“If you think you are leaving me, Y/n, you are wrong. You are mine. Forever. My virgin sacrifice.”


Originally posted by sparkling-lucifer

Touch Me, Touch You | 02 (M)

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BTS; Yoongi/Suga (Ft. Hoseok/J-Hope)

Genre: Smut | PWP

Word count: 4.9k

Description: Yoongi gets a surprise when he thought he had the apartment all to himself.

Anonymous requested: Voyeurism with Yoongi was supposed to be a drabble but turned into this mess…

Warnings: Graphic smut, dom/sub themes, dirty talk, exhibitionism, voyeurism, Yoongi being sexy as hell

A/N: Idk what my thing is with just porn lately, but heres the second half as promised :) 

Happy late Birthday to the love of my life, Yoongi ^^

Originally posted by parkejimins

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Guilty Pleasure (Final)

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Description: You and Baekhyun are best friends and you’ve lived together for three years now. It’s no news to you that Baekhyun sleeps around, but you do too…so what happens when he wants to be with someone as experienced as him?

Genre: Smut / Fluff

Word Count: 1,130

Pairing: Byun Baekhyun x Reader

Author: Admin Xiufairy

Originally posted by r-velvets

1 Year Later

“Baek, if you don’t get your ass up, you’re going to be late!” You called down the hall. You heard a groan and he stuck his head out past the door.

“Can’t I call in today?” He pouted.

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Pancakes (Ethan)

⚤ - CONTAINS SMUT 

You stirred the pancake batter in the large bowl placed in front of you as you danced to the music currently blasting through your speakers. You had woken up in a good mood from a well night’s rest and Ethan had gone out to an early morning meeting so you had the apartment to yourself. He was expected to be home in a matter of minutes and you decided, being the amazing girlfriend that you were, you’d make him some chocolate chip pancakes to greet him with. You were in the midst of adding the chocolate chips into the mix, popping one in your mouth along the way, as you wiggled your hips to the music. You turned around to grab some more when you gasped seeing Ethan standing in the doorway, a sexy smirk plastered across his face, as he watched you. He quirked his eyebrow when you locked eyes with him. He gave your body a once over before breaking into an ear splitting grin. You were dressed in nothing but a plain grey t-shirt of his and some panties. Your hair was in a messy bun on top of your head but he still thought this was the sexiest you’d ever looked.

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After Party - Seth Rollins x Reader

Summary:- You go out for a few drinks after Wrestlemania with Seth, Renee, and Dean. After a drunk guy gets far too flirty in the bar, Seth takes you back to the hotel, and reminds you who you belong to. 

Warnings:-Smut, Swearing, Daddy Kink

Word Count:-1,399

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SWEET NOTHINGS (Bellamy Blake x Reader)

Request: I need a bellamy saying fluffy things while he kisses your pussy and looking up from between your legs please

A/N: hell ye

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In all honestly, you’re not sure how you got to this position - lying on your back with his hands squeezing your thighs. Your heads spinning quickly as you look down at your boyfriend. He furrows his eyebrows when he looks down at you again and for a second you wonder if something’s wrong.

“God. You’re perfect like this.” He stresses, teeth catching his lips for a split second before he continues, “Lying down, legs spread out just for me.”

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Rollercoaster -Tom Holland

A/N: I don’t know what the hell I did, I hope you like it, fluffy fluff

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You flattened your dress with your hands and were looking at yourself in the mirror. The dress hugged your body in the right places but something felt off. You let your hands trail down your body and tilted your head. Something was off.

“Darling, can you help me put this on. This bloody thing keeps getting tangled and I’m gonna loose my sh-…Shit!”, he interrupted himself as soon as you turned around to face him.
“You look absolutely stunning.”, he said and you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding. You walked over to him with a small smile on your lips and took his bow tie.
“You don’t look too shit yourself, Mr.”, you joked and he rolled his eyes while you tied his bow tie around his neck.
“Done!”, you said triumphantly and looked up into his eyes. He took your face inbetween his hands and was about to kiss you when you stopped him.
“Uh…mind the makeup?”, you said apologetically and shrugged. He groaned and stumped his foot like a grumpy child before he leaned in and gave you a butterfly kiss on your forhead.

“That’ll have to be enough. For now.”, he said and you turned around with an anxious smile on your face to look into the mirror again. And your smile turned into a frown.
Seeing him, like the god he was, ready for the redcarpet, born for the redcarpet, you felt tiny and insecure. He layed his hands on your hips and placed his chin on your shoulder.
“I-…”, he started with a grin but you interrupted him.
“I can’t do this!”, you blurted out and let out a huff getting out of his grip. You crossed your arms infront of your chest and couldn’t look into his eyes.
“What do you mean? Hey- hey. Look at me.”, he said and lifted your chin with his hand.

“I’m can’t be…this.”, I said and pointed at him and he furrowed his eyebrows.
“I don’t belong in your world. I belong behind my books with my sweatpants and old t-shirt on.”, I explained further and huffed again, now more desperate. You really felt uncomfortable.
“You…Alright. Now. This is not my world. It’s ours. I’m just lucky enough to be the one sharing with you. You belong by my side. Both in your sweatpants and this dress. Because you are the one who makes them look beautiful to me.”

“Okay now your getting cheesy.”, you said and rolled your eyes but couldn’t surpress a tiny smile.
“There she is.”, he said and pulled you against his body.
“Also I need you.”, he added with a small voice and a shy smile. Now you realized that he himself wasn’t that confident either. His hands seemed to tremble a little and he looked down shaking his head.
“You’d think I should be getting used to all that attention and shouting and people. The people. But I’m not.”, he said and it was your time to take his face into your hands and give him a quick kiss onto his lips.
“The makeup!”, he shrieked and made you laugh.
“You wipe your mouth and I’ll refresh my lipstick. And were set to go.”, you answered and let him go.

***

“Oh boy.”, you sighed stepping into your apartment and kick off your heels immediatly.
“You might as well organize a funeral and bury me.”, you added and hobbled into the living room because your feet were killing.
“You’re being dramatic.”, he laughed after you threw yourself onto the couch. He pulled off his bow tie and you couldn’t help yourself and bit your lip.
“Shit.”, you said under your breath and looked away from him. The carpet was more intresting suddenly.
“You don’t look too shit yourself.”, he imitated you and you stuck out your tongue at him.
You pulled yourself up and turned your back to him, pulling your hair over your shoulder to expose your back.
“Could you zip that open please?”, you asked him because you couldn’t wait to get into comfy clothes.
“Sure.”, he said and with his next move you were free. You let the dress slip down your body and raised your hands into the air triumphantly. You stood there in your underwear which was non of your problems right now.
“Yes!”, you sighed and rolled your neck to loosen it a bit. Suddenly you felt two arms wrap around your lower half and a warm chest pressed against your back.
“You should put something on. We’re both too tired to go further.”, he hummed into your ear and sent shivers down your spine. You put your hands above his and closed your eyes. Your hips started moving against his and he let a lustfull groan escape his throat, which made you smile.
“Yeah too tired.”, you teased him with a grin on your face.

“You’re a jerk.”, he sighed and you turned around to face him.

“Well, I learned from the pro, didn’t I?”, you said and placed a butterflykiss on top of his nose. “Since we don’t have to mind the makeup anymore…”, he said and kissed your lips. It started as a harmless kiss but got more passionate along the way. You had to pull away eventually to take a breath and when you did you burst out laughing.
“We gotta write an email to Maybelline that their Lipstick isn’t kiss-proof.”, you laughed and pointed at his lips where your lipstick was smeared all over.
“Red suits you.”, you teased him and smirked.
“I know. So does blue.”, he said with a cocky grin and you playfully hit his shoulder.

“Come on Spider-ling. Let’s see what else suits you.” You took his hand and walked over to your bedroom, closing the door behind you two.

***

You woke up in the moring, tangled in the sheets which were telling the tales of last night. You smiled to yourself remembering your activities and closed your eyes again. Until you recognized that you were alone in bed.
You got up to look around the house but he was nowhere to be found. Walking by the front door you found a sticky note.

“Manager called. Had to rush out.

Love, T.”

You took the sticky note and went to the kitchen to make yourself a nice breakfast. After being full you sat down ok the couch and took your laptop on your lap to research the last nights events. The ones before you came home obviously. You scrolled through some headlines.

“Tom Holland and his new girlfriend!”

New?

“Tom Hollands accesoire: His Girlfriend!”

Nice. Now I’m a purse.

“Spidermans girlfriend is a snack!”

Cheetos?

“Tom and Y/N are rocking the redcarpet!”

Wow, that’s a confident boost. You clicked one of them and went straight down to the comment section even though Tom warned you not to that, ever.
It’s strange how something said by a complete stranger can impact your mood. You were left totaly confused and insecure. After reading thousands of comments and tweets you shut your laptop. There were both positive and negative opinions about you. Even though you did absolutley nothing. You just walked with Tom, which was one of the reasons why some people hated you, and only answered questions in his interviewes if asked directly to you.
Some people said that was snob-ish from you. But you only did that because you didn’t want to seem eager to be in the spotlight. Which you definetly weren’t. Others were talking about your dress. Mainly nice things which made you a little happy. There were fans who thought that you two seemed happy together and truly in love. Which was the truth but you know. The internet.

You were still deep in your thoughts when Tom came back late in the afternoon. You heared keys being tossed into the bowl at the front door and looked up.
“Hey!”, he yelled from the hall and you greeted him back.
“What’s ma beauty doin’?”, he asked with an accent you couldn’t quiet put your finger on while coming into the living room.
“Don’t do that.”, you said shaking your head.
“Do what?”, he laughed and let himself fall next to you.

“Shut up.”

“Better than me? Shut up.”, he imitated the rapper Stormzy and you rolled your eyes.

“So how’d you feel last night?”, he asked you more serious now and put his arm around you.
“You mean when you did the thing with your hands between my…”, you started teasing him put he interrupted you.
“Oh c'mon. You know what I mean.” He blushed and you chuckled at his reaktion.
“I don’t know Tom. I mean it was nice and all and I really enjoyed being by your side but…I think you should go with someone else next time. Zendaya for example. She is a great friend and she is already famous. She knows how to handle all the…opinions.”, you blurted out and he raised his brows.
“Y/N Y/L/N! Did you read comments or magazines or some stupid stuff?”, he scolded you and you shrugged.
“It’s fine. Really. I’m fine. But I rather not be in the spotlight a second time.”, you added and shrugged again.

“Actually I had a meeting with my manager this morning exactly about this. Not only this. But it was a part of it. The people absolutly LOVED you. To the point where the most articles that came out today were mostly about you and not me.”, he said with a big smile trying to make you feel good but it kind of backfierd.
“What are they saying? The articles.”

“That’s not my point! But if you really wanna know they are all over you. Bits they could find about your childhood, mom, dad, siblings, school and all that stuff. But mainly your projects, what you stand for. And they love it. They say you bring the best out of me.Which is the only time I am mentioned actually.”, he chuckles and shakes his head.

“We’ll see, I guess. Next time.”, you said still insecure about everything.
“Uh…actually…next time is kinda…tomorrow?”, he stutterd while his voice got more silent with every word.
“What?”, you said and widened your eyes.

“You know, normally, a girlfriend means bad press and it’s not really favorable for the promotion of the movie. Has something to do with the teenage girls who tend to get jelous or something. But you kinda went around that? They love you, kinda like they love Zendaya. Like rolemodel or something. My manager went on and on I couldn’t listen to all of it BUT all of that means that I would really be happy if you could join me every now and then.”, he said and looked hopefully into your eyes.

“You’re kidding.”

“I’m not! Really.”

“That’s insane!”, you sighed but he shook his head.

“No, it’s perfect! You can work from everywhere thanks to your projects so that isn’t a problem. You’ll be by my side on the carpet and the events and you could work in the trailer while my interviews. It’s perfect. No longer being apart from each other for months.”, he said now excitedly and your heart shrunk.

“Babe I don’t know if…I want that.”, you said carefully and the excitement in his eyes went away. His shoulders deflated and his eyes widened.
“Oh.”, he just said and you took his hands into yours immediatly.
“I just don’t belong in that world Tom. I’ll always support you at anything you do and I’ll always be your number one fan and I’ll ALWAYS love you…but I can’t handle the spotlight and its aftermath.”, you explained and it broke your heart to see him disappointed. He couldn’t even look into your eyes.

He pulled his hands away and your whole body stiffened.
“Tom…”, you sighed but he didn’t seem to recognize that. He turned away from you and leaned his elbows onto his thighs.
“You know they are going to have an opinion about you no matter how far away you stay.”, he said and you nodded.
“I know. But that’s different.” As you said that he shook his head.
“It’s not. What happens when those get to you too? Are you going to leave me then? To escape those? I wouldn’t judge you, you know.”, he said and looked up. His eyes looked sad and concerned which made you sigh.
“Oh Tom no! How can you think that? I’m not with you or without you based on the outside world.”, you said and took his hands in mine again.

“But that’s what you said. Just a minute ago.”
Because nothing you said seemed to go through to him you swung your leg over his lap, so your legs were on either side of his thighs. You took his face into your hands and forced him to look into your eyes.
“You listen to me. You don’t get to overthink this. I do. I’m the woman here.”, you teased him and he rolled his eyes.
“I know how to handle the pressure from the outside. I just need time to adjust. I can’t go out there full time. Let’s take babysteps. I’ll come with you to events but you’ll have to do your promo on your own. For now. Let me get used to it, let the people get used to me without rubbing it into their faces. How does that sound?”, you suggested with a supporting smile and he finally gave in.

“Good, I guess. I just don’t want them putting wrong ideas in your head which’ll harm our relationship.”
You shook your head and gave him a quick kiss. He put his hands on your hips and smiled up to you.
“You wanna go out?”, he asked suddenly and you raised a brow.
“Sure. Where?”, you asked and he shrugged.

“Just out.”

And that’s what your relationship consisted of. It was a rollercoster with moodswings, arguments, laughs and adventures. The important thing was that you both were able to sort things out.
Of course the amazing sex helped too. But that was another topic.

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The air conditioning is stuck on full in your hotel room that you’re sharing with your best friend. You huddle under all the covers, but you’re still so cold. Looking over at the boy on the other bed, you’re jealous of how not cold he looks. You get up and carry your duvet over to his bed, and climb in next to him, covering you both with two duvets now.

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Say It

Characters: Jim Hopper x Reader

A/N: GUESS WHAT it’s another Hopper fic.  I simply cannot help myself.  Also! i’m officially opening requests for HOPPER only! there’s not nearly enough out there for him….it’s such a shame :’( 

this was also completely inspired by @jonedwardbernthal

Summary: just some early morning cuddles

Warnings: FLUFF, language; Hopper calls his girl “slut” as a term of endearment (it’s not meant in a derogatory way at all!) allusions to/beginnings of smut

Words: 1898

Tags: @hecates-garden @sparkypantelones @kinda-chinese @anotherotter @samwinjarpad @jonedwardbernthal

i’ve officially run out of Hopper gifs…haHA….ha….:/


You come awake slowly, warm and at peace.  You’re not sure exactly what wakes you.  Probably the sunlight filtering in through the open blinds, maybe the soft snoring of the man laying—quite literally—on top of you.  

Sometime during the night he’d draped his entire body over you, dwarfing your much smaller frame.  One of his arms has dug its way up underneath your pillow, and the other is around your waist and underneath your back, holding you tight underneath him.  He has one of his legs tangled with yours, and his face is planted firmly in your neck. You can’t help your smile when he shifts and digs his nose farther into your neck. One of your hands moves slowly up his back and creeps into his hair, lightly scratching at his scalp, and you tilt your chin down to kiss his forehead.

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Cuddles - Drabble

Originally posted by seabasschino

Bucky X Reader

Anon’s request: Heyyy can u please do a Whiny!bucky barnes x reader were he’s just lazy the whole day and just wants to cuddle with the reader specially on her Ass. Because she has a really great ass and he just wants to lay his head their but the reader has work…but bucky just keeps whining. Later on they cuddle

A/N: Anon’s request! Yay!! Thank you for the request, I hope you like it! I wrote something like that previously [here], but there was no ‘ass’ included and I love this idea so much! No problem doing it again. 

A/N2: Requests are open. If you want to be tagged, tell me and I will arrenge it!

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“[Y/nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn],” Bucky drags the last sillable of your name as he plops down on the couch beside you. You have your laptop open and propped up by the arm of the couch, your fingers fly around the keyboard, filling a work’s report.

“Yes?”

“I need you.”

That gets you attention. “With what?” Bucky needed help, your report could wait.

He reached out with both arms, making grabby movements, a pout on his face, doe eyes and lower lip out (a toddler’s expression, but he could it off amazingly good).

“Cuddle me?”

Seriously?

“We’ll cuddle after I finish this, okay?”

Bucky leaned into you, ruffling his nose on your neck.

“Pleaseeeeeee.” Yes, he whined. Bucky Barnes whined.

“Buck, why don’t you go hit the gym until I finish my report?” you asked, stroking his hair with your hand. His head leaned into your touch, closing his eyes. He turned to kiss your palm.

“I don’t wanna,” he mumbled into your hand. “I’m tired. Please, cuddle with me, doll.”

You seriously had to finish your report, like immediately.

“I can lay down with you,” he perked up and that, his eyes shining from excitement - if he had a tail, it would be flipping fast - “But I’ll still have to bring the computer and finish this.”

“Okay.”

Bucky laid flat on his back on the huge couch and you on top of him, chests together.

Your arms outstretched to reach your computer behind his head, on the cushion so you could still type.

His hands crept to your sides, running up and down in a soothing manner. He soon went to do the same across your back and sides.

Then his hands simply settled on your ass.

“Huh, Buck?”

“Yeah, doll?”

Of course he would reply with a smug smile and closed eyes, completely delighted with the situation.

You chuckled, “Oh my God, okay, then.”

You returned to typing away. It wouldn’t be long now.

He squeezed your ass, “You got a great ass, doll, did ya’ know?”

You looked at him, “You tell me every day,” you pecked his lips and he smiled lovingly, “How can I not know that?”

“I just wanted to make sure.”

Just one more paragraph…

He kissed your jaw, travelling down to your neck and to the other side and back to the jaw.

“Bucky,” you whispered and he hummed for you to proceed, the noise sending shivers up your spine, “Let me finish and we’ll cuddle. I’m almost done.”

“Okay.”

But he didn’t move his lips from your neck nor his hands from your ass, which squeezed from time to time.

And the last paragraph had to be the longest, after all. Fury was burning in your mind, this was a really long report with very little time for you to write it. And you wanted to cuddle with your whining I-could-kill-any-person-in-this-planet-including-Natasha-but-I-just-wanna-cuddle boyfriend.

There,” you beamed, “Final dot.”

“That means…”

“Yes, Buck. Cuddle.”

He made you lay on your stomach again, but this time on the bed. Little difference: he wasn’t under you. No, he was perpendicular to you, his head on your hard yet soft ass, his arms massaging your lower back. He had fetched food and drinks for you as you picked the movie that rolled on the big screen.

Cuddly Bucky was the best.

“Doll?” he called, quietly.

“Yeah, Buck?” you answered with a calming tone.

“I love you.”

You smiled.

“I love you too, Bucky.”

“Doll?”

“Yeah?”

“Having something you can’t bear to lose is fucking scary. And I you’re mine.”

You slid down on the bed and lined your face with his. “You won’t lose me. I promise.”

He looked into your eyes, searching. You held his gaze lovingly. Apparently he found what he was looking for.

Tenderly, he held your face and kissed you. There was no hurry, no fear; just love and care.

When he pulled away, he asked, “Can we cuddle again?”

“Same way?”

“Please,” his puppy dog eyes were irresistible. Once settled on your ass again, you heard him mumbling, “Why the hell I’ve never thought of this before?”


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magnus was surprised that he didn’t collapse into the loft after closing the door. he stretched his neck and yawned loudly, shrugging his jacket off and rubbing his temples. today had been particularly difficult; one client after another with barely any time to eat or take a break really takes a toll on a person.

he dragged his feet as he entered the living room, rubbing his temples with one hand, the other ready to conjure a drink with just the snap of his fingers. if he hadn’t been looking at the floor in pain, then he probably would have missed what were nestled on the carpet.

rose petals scattered the floor neatly, red and crisp and velvety to the touch, magnus bending down and picking one up. he glanced around to see that they were clearly pointed in one direction, curving around furniture and weaving in and out to the bedroom that he shared with alec, now that alec had officially moved in with him about a month ago. curiously, a rose petal still in hand, magnus followed the path, eyes trained on the leaflets as if afraid he was going to get lost on the way. he opened the door carefully and was met with a sight so beautiful that heaven seemed to open its gates as soon as magnus peeked inside. 

alec was there, sitting on the edge of their bed, his face illuminated by the gentle glow of the candles and grinning shyly at magnus under his eyelashes, a faint blush on his cheeks. magnus felt his heart leap and his stomach erupt into butterflies at the smile, the smile only reserved for him, as tender as music and as sweet as honey.

it took magnus a second to realize that alec had his cobalt blue robe wrapped around his shoulders and brushing his crossed legs and that he was wearing only his robe and magnus’ mouth went dry. the color suited him well, matching beautifully with his pale skin and the dark runes, as well as his raven hair, and the air was thick and unresolved, an unspoken message being whispered between the two as they looked at each other. The mixture of adoration and love and desire roared in magnus’ chest as alec tugged the robe further up his shoulder, as it started to slip down, his eyes never leaving magnus’ face. magnus almost wished that he left it alone.

“hi,” alec whispered, perhaps an attempt to be seductive, but the gorgeous smile on his face made the moment more adorable than sexy. “i was waiting for you to come home.”

“for how long?” magnus chuckled and alec ducked his head down, flushing furiously.

“a little while,” he replied back mysteriously, raising his eyebrows and magnus laughed again, leaning against the doorway, tilting his head to the side with a small smile on his lips. there was a pause and neither of them moved, as if afraid to shatter the moment, even though magnus wanted nothing more than to take alec into his arms. “i wanted to surprise you.”

“that color is amazing on you.” magnus commented and alec looked down, as if he had forgotten he was even wearing it.

“it’s very soft,” alec mused,, running the robe in between his fingers, as if thinking. “it’s a little big, though. doesn’t fit me like it fits you.”

“it fits you just fine.” magnus moved slowly, as if he was walking through syrup or some kind of sap, sitting carefully on the bed next to alec. alec gave magnus another unguarded grin

“nina simone?” magnus chuckled, nodding towards the speaker humming quietly on the dresser and put a hand on his chest dramatically. “my, oh my, alexander, are you trying to seduce me?”

“what would lead you to think that, magnus bane?” alec chortled some confidence sparking in his blood and he gave magnus a cheeky grin. magnus let out a huff and his fingers moved to play with the collar of the robe.

“It’s a well known fact that nina simone is an excellent seduction tactic, as well as rose petals.” magnus smiled and lowered his lips to alec’s jaw, kissing a trail all the way up to ear, his own heart skipping a beat when he felt alec shiver.

“i did my research.” alec hummed and magnus laughed against his skin, turning his head to capture alec’s lips with his own, alec’s hands falling on his waist as the music seemed to grow louder, the sound of their mouths moving softly and their clothes rustling accompanying it. magnus cupped alec’s face with both hands and alec shifted so that their chests were flush against each other, grinning against magnus’ lips as the other man stroked his cheek lovingly with his thumb.

alec pulled away and pressed his forehead to magnus’, both of them beaming and sunshine in their souls. alec took magnus’ hands in his own and put them on his shoulders, indicating what he wanted magnus to do, and alec couldn’t help but laugh softly as magnus, through giggles of his own, pushed the already falling robe off of alec’s shoulders. it hit and curled on the bed almost gracefully and for some reason this made both of them laugh even more.

“this is so….dramatic, like one of those nicholas sparks movies or something.” magnus shook his head and alec shrugged.

“i’m a hopeless romantic, you know that.” he reminded, trying to sound hurt, but he was still smiling.

they took a minute to look at each other, magnus biting his lips as he grinned at his boyfriend, before he reached out slowly, placing his hand on alec’s chest. He could feel alec’s heart, beating underneath his fingertips and the heat of his skin that only seemed to grow hotter as magnus slid his hand down, feeling all the scars, the hair, the runes the aligned his body.

“you’re so gorgeous,” magnus whispered, looking at alec with adoration, longing to caress every inch of his body. “sweet lilith.”

alec blushed scarlet. “come on, magnus.”

“sweetheart, humbleness is so attractive, but you cannot deny that you are beautiful.”

“so are you,” alec looked up from where he had been glancing down at his feet, blushing like mad. “you’re angelic. i’m part angel and you’re still more of an angel than i am.”

love seemed to explode in magnus’ heart as he took alec’s jaw in between his fingers, his other hand still on his chest. he pulled alec into a sweet kiss that tasted of softness and fire as he laid alec down, the shadowhunter’s head sinking into the pillows as a sinatra song started to play from the speaker.

“you are a man of fantastic music taste.” magnus pulled away, alec chasing his lips and making a noise of disappointment. magnus leant down again with a smile, brushing his lips all over alec’s face in peppering kisses as he sang softly with the song.

“magnus, stop,” alec laughed, giggling and covering his face with his hands as magnus sighed the words of the way you look tonight against alec’s skin. “this was supposed to be serious.”

“it’s us, alexander. when are we ever serious? besides, it’s more fun.” magnus said, kissing alec’s nose, before moving on to both his eyelids and then to his neck.

“alright, alright, you have a point.” alec rolled his eyes and beamed as magnus nosed along his neck, placing soft kisses in his wake. “in other words, i love you.” he added, hoping magnus would get the reference.

“wrong sinatra song. you are all i long for, all i worship and adore, though.” magnus cooed softly, still singing and melody and alec felt like singing himself because he was so happy as he pulled magnus in for another kiss, his hand coming up to begin the process of tugging magnus’ shirt above his head.