the man with the flawless hair

*sees a skinny Taako*

My BOI mY Boi There he is goddAMn MY B O I. T HA T  IS  H Im ThERe.

*sees a chubby Taako*

My BOI mY Boi There he is goddAMn MY B O I. T HA T  IS H Im ThERe.

*sees a green/white/brown/gray/purple Taako*

My BOI mY Boi There he is goddAMn MY B O I. T HA T  IS H Im ThERe.

*fashionable Taako/fashion disaster Taako*

My BOI mY Boi There he is goddAMn MY B O I. T HA T  IS H Im ThERe. 

Just T A A K O.

NCT irl at Kcon2017

Oooohhhh fuck can I just start off with they’re all really fucking attractive and pictures don’t do them justice? Like seriously pictures cannot contain how perfect they are.

Taeil: He’s super cute like really cute. His body is even cute. He’s like right in the middle not super tall but not short. When u look at his face u just wanna smile. Really smooth skin like u wanna rub it, it’s like after u shave ur legs. Has big puppy dog eyes like u finna get lost in them shits sis. His hair is very nice and looks healthy, his hair kinda looks weird sometimes in photos but it really suits him irl!!! Some girl got chosen for Doyoung and Taeil to sing a song to her and Taeil sang a Bruno mars song I’m sorry I really can’t remember what it’s called but you guys know that one Bruno mars love song. His English was PRECIOUS he has a very sweet sing song voice. Everyone melted when he sang the Bruno Mars song like GODDDD boy really can sing well!! He’s a super cute puppy flower boy, he gives off pretty boy vibes 🌸. He was smiling a smol cute little smile the whole time he was very precious and I just wanted to love him.

Taeyong: MY FUCKING BIAS. WOOOW HES SOOO ATTRACTIVE WAS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE??? I WAS IN THE RED CARPET TAKING PICS THEN HE CAME OUT AND I JUST I PUT MY PHONE DOWN AND STARED AT HIM I HAD TO EXPERIENCE HIS BEAUTY RIGHT THERE MY MOUTH GOT FUCKING DRY AT HIS BEAUTY. Super nice skin super cute lil sweet heart trying to please everyone fan interaction every time u turn around. When he dances he GETS INTO IT his hair flops all around it’s really adorable! He hits all his moves super sharp and it’s very pleasing to see. He had a solo before all the other boys came out and he KILT THAT SHIT everyone was in shock because it was so good. He was very nervous and I was like abt to cry bc that’s my baby and no. He was talking in English and messed up and he DID THE CUTEST SHIT EVER he just looked at the ground and started smiling and all the boys just patted his back everyone said “awww” tho so I hope that made him feel better. Really a perfectionist, tried his hardest to speak really good English, ohh boy his English voice is cuteeeeee. He kept taking his jacket off because he was gettin hot. Has nice arms, the boys weren’t lying ab those veins girl u can see them from miles away, he has nice hands too. He’s kinda like Taeil he’s not very tall he’s more on the shorter side but very nice thin pretty dancer body. He was so pretty?They had a little fan interaction wheel of fortune thingy and he kept doing all the little popular American dances he was gettin it in. On stage he’s got a very sexy idgaf vibe, but in reality he’s cute and quiet. A fan had the same hair color as him and when he walked by her he pointed to his hair and then hers and gave a thumbs up. In all he really works hard and you can tell he really cares for everyone especially his members, he’s very nervous but once he gets past that he’s super cute and wants to make sure fans have a good time. ALSO HES FUCKING GORGEOUS I CANT EXPLAIN.

Johnny: BIG HES BIG TALL LEAN BUT MUSCULAR BUILD HE’S THE EPITOME OF A MAN. Very tall, I was at his elbow. He was right next to me and I almost fainted he was so hot. He has these little patches that look like irritated or inflamed skin on his left cheek near his neck and under his jaw his makeup artists covered it really well tho so I really couldn’t tell. He has flawless pore less skin it looked really soft and dewy. His hair was actual sex, the pictures don’t do him justice he fucking ROCKS this hair and it makes him give off sexy vibes. When I told him I loved him he gave me the sweetest smile ever and ugh I melted. Very polite baby!! Asked how everyone in my isle was doing and waved to everyone! I can’t get over how nice his body was I just wanted him to wrap me up in his arms so badly they looked so strong, his body is actually pretty wide but he’s lean and muscular, like he could engulf you. Bless those stylists tho bc his clothes fit him really well and he looked very cute. He’s a precious pure baby in a big sexy man body, he was smiling the whole concert everyone was PIPING HIS HEAD YO. He was talking and it got quiet and he was asking the members to show something and asking the girl who got picked for the song to pick a singing member and a girl in my isle screamed “I pick you Johnny” and he couldn’t contain his smile and laughter like he was cracking tf up. Every time it got quiet I would scream Johnny along with 2-3 other people in my isle and he would smile SO BIG. He was really happy, lots of Johnny stans there. His legs are big and long, when he dances you can see how big they are, he was smirking the whole cherry bomb choreo bc everyone kept screaming his name. In all he was extremely extremely handsome I wasn’t ready I had no idea how handsome he was! He’s so underrated please love him he deserves it. He’s a cute shy baby with a sexy face and body like he would treat u so well I can just tell. I really wanna meet him again!

Win win: PRINCE OF FUCKING CHINA. Huge eyes like they’re half his face. Symmetrical face with very nice features. Sort of round face. Good hair, pretty doll lips. He’s sort of on the shorter side and he’s thin but not as thin as Taeyong. He was gettin hyped, there were a lot of win win stans with little signs and stuff. He didn’t speak any English but listened very intently when Mark and Johnny and the others spoke English, you can tell he really wants to learn. I feel like he’s a fast learner. Very articulate and energetic dancer, looks like he’s having the time of his life on stage. Laughs at anything the members say, he really loves them. I was wearing an nct banner on my shoulders and he pointed at it and gave a heart and I thought I died for a sec. He tries to make sure every fan can see him like when they were waving goodbye he took the longest and kept stopping to wave 😂. He’s a cute baby and sometimes it seems like he isn’t thinking about anything? He loves being on stage and dances amazing I was so impressed by him, the other members all dance very well too. He seems very innocent and sweet, he works very hard and does a very energetic stage. Really tho he’s so handsome like prince of China frfr.

Jaehyun: TALL BABY! HANDSOME BABY! PRETTY BABY! MUSCULAR BABY! He really is tall, almost as tall as Johnny. Definitely most muscular in NCT he has BIG arms, you can see through his clothes how defined he is. His voice is deep, like deeper than on the actual tracks. AMAZING LIVE Singer. He sang live the whole time and everyone was amazed. He’s actually very good at dancing!!! A real man!! The type of guy u wanna wife up. Shy but confident, very smiley and cute with his members. His hair is really nice I wanted to run my hands through it so bad. When he was in the isle with me he kept looking around and licking his lips 😫😫. He’s really built so well and his voice sounds like honey. Actual prince. You think he looks good in pictures? Well if you see him in real life your gonna be blown back by his handsomeness.
Actor like chiseled features, looks like his jawline will cut you. Big eyes, small face. He was very pale, but not extremely pale he was just very symmetrical and perfect looking, he looked like if you could create the perfect man. Overall he seemed like a cute reserved sweet heart, once again shockingly handsome and sexy but also very cute!

Doyoung: BEAGLE! THIS BOY IS TALL AND CUTE! THIS BOY IS BOYFRIEND MATERIAL! He has very circular big eyes, he’s pretty thin. Legs r long as fuck they look like they’re his whole body. Sweet high voice when he sings, he sings very well live. When he was singing to the girl i was shocked how nice his voice really was. Cute hair, it’s also kinda thin. He gives off cutesy boyfriend vibes. Aesthetic boyfriend. Model boyfriend. Very well spoken and articulate. Very chic! Once again he seems like a model or something. All his clothes looked like he was modeling them. Cute stage presence equally cute up close. He wasn’t shy at all he just walked down the isle I was like damn ok. He has this sort of happy but chic aura. This boy knows what he’s doing he’s very good. Overall I just wanna walk through ny with him and take aesthetic pictures, such a boyfriend oml.

Yuta: HANSOME! SMART! LIKE REALLY DAMN HANDSOME! He’s a bias wrecker, he damn near stole my heart. Sexy boy fr tho idk if he knows how sexy he is tho. Good dancer too. DEEP DEEP VOICE FUCKKKK. His Korean is really good too. He’s in the middle for height also. When he dances he thrusts his hips a lot. You know that part in the beginning of cherry bomb the “I’m the biggest hit” part? Boy was thrusting his hips super hard. Nice body, also kinda thin but somewhat muscular. Really attractive and handsome, it’s like he commands your attention and leaves you wanting more. More of a smirk than a smile on stage. Cocky and sexy on and off stage, off stage he’s a tiny bit more cute tho. Sexy without trying sort of dancing. Sweater paws the whole night! He wasn’t sweating super bad despite his million layers of clothes. Seems like the school bad boy. Major bad boy vibes. Watch out tho bc then he’ll do some cute shit and steal ur heart. Overall very sexy with a good stage presence, I feel like he’s very cocky but in a good way like it’s hot, MAJOR BIAS WRECKER.

Mark: SUPER CUTE SUNSHINE BABY TRYING HIS BEST HE WANTS TO PLEASE YOU HES A GIFT FROM GOD! When I tell you the cutest most sweetest lil baby ever I mean it. Little baby facial features with big round eyes. His voice is surprisingly deep in real life? Tries to give bad boy sexy vibes on stage but just ends up being a cutie. PROTECT HIM. He can dance very well I would say one of the best dancers. FULL OF ENERGY THE WHOLE NIGHT. His hair was all floppy and bouncing around it was so precious. He was getting down to the wheel of fortune song like he was actually dancing really well to the random tune. He’s just so super cute and smiley UGJ. He will brighten your day. He was nervous and kept stuttering in English and smiling at the floor it was cute. His English voice is so nice to hear it’s like the perfect tone it just sort of flows into you ears. Bouncing around the stage the whole night. TRYING HIS ABSOLUTE HARDEST AND BEST. Really hard worker. Sweating a bit but it was cute. Everything he does is cute. Overall I jut wanna protect him and watch him grow and get more popular, he’s really so lovable.

Haechan: AWWWWWWW CUTE LIL BABY BOY! SOOO EXCITED AB EVERYTHING! When he dances he also bounces around. SMOL! Heart piercing smile! SMIRKING THROUGH EVERY PERFORMANCE. It’s funny because he thinks he’s older than he is and it’s really cute. CUTE PRECIOUS BABY FAT I HOPE IT NEVR GOES AWAY. Sweet baby face and very interesting and melodic voice. I’m smiling while I write this y'all he was so cute in his little shorts. He was so fucking happy and excited just really super precious. He can dance really well too he killed his solo thingy. Really sweet baby you would never know how much of a trouble maker he was. He’s really the cutest lil thing and so excited he couldn’t contain it! God I just wanna protect him.

Sweet Tooth (Intro)

Summary: Your best friend is Natasha Romanoff, and she’s known to break hearts of many admirers in her wake. When you start working at a local bakery with a blue-eyed baker who has fallen for her, you do what it takes to make sure they both get the sugary-filled romance they deserve. However, things get a little complicated when your own feelings get in the way.  

Pairing: Baker!Bucky Barnes x Reader AU

Word Count: 1,470

A/N: Oh boy, I guess I’m really writing again haha. This is for @theassetseyeliner’s writing challenge for the prompt “You’re always sitting alone and you’re cute, so I came to sit next to you.” I got inspiration for this story from the anime series Ore Monogatari (My Love Story). I hope you guys enjoy it :)

Originally posted by littlemisssyreid

This is it. You’re going to finally ask your crush out.

During the past semester, the both of you have grown close and your feelings for him blossomed from the first moment you met in your math class. Now, this is your chance to finally reveal your feelings, to finally take your relationship with him to the next level.

Running over to the student center, you walk up the stairs to the campus cafe to meet with him. As you enter the vicinity though, you see him and your best friend, Natasha talking near the entryway. The brunet doesn’t even notice you walking inside as he lets the next words fall from his lips.

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Dangerous Man (John Wick x Reader)

Originally posted by anothermoviepage

Working at The Continental isn’t at all what you thought it’d be. 


You smoothed out your shirt and looked in the mirror. It was your first day on the job. You were decked out head to toe in brand new clothes. All from a designer you’d never heard of. All custom made to fit you perfectly.  All completely free. On top of that, you’d be making a salary that, at entry level, was six figures. And all you had to do was deliver room service.

But there was a saying you’d heard since you were young: If it’s too good to be true, then it probably is.

You should have suspected something was off when you had to give a blood sample, a urine sample, a DNA swab, and answer a thirteen page questionnaire that included things like “list the full names of your parents, siblings, and grandparents” or “do you have any experience with sutures, cauterization, or CPR?”

And then the interview, itself, felt more like an interrogation. The whole thing gave you this weird feeling in your gut, but this was also the most exclusive hotel in New York City. Getting a room here wasn’t about whether or not you had the money, but whether or not you knew the right people, and even then, it was typically booked solid. You’d even heard a rumor that The Queen of England was denied a room once. Of course they’d be picky about their staff.

But after the lengthy interview process and dozen or so signatures on papers you probably should have read, you found out the truth about The Continental.

The manager’s name was Winston. He was nice enough, though he had a very “no nonsense” attitude about him. The more you found out about the place, though, the more you understood why. It was a safe haven for a secret society of people. Assassins. Hit men. Gang Lords. The underground elite of not only New York, but the entire world. The only currency accepted from customers were gold coins. One gold coin was the equivalent to one favor. It was a simple system, Winston explained, but complex to newcomers. You’d pick it up over time. All you needed to know was that if you got a coin, you kept a close eye on it.

Additionally, the hotel followed a strict set of rules, but the two that most concerned you were that staff was never to ask questions, and no business could ever be conducted on hotel grounds. The latter of the two should have made you feel safer, but instead, it just made you more nervous.

Upon the conclusion of your meeting with Winston, he presented you with a single gold coin. You looked at him curiously. He smiled, and said simply:

“A welcome gift.”

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Teacher’s pet

Namjoon x reader

genre: professor!Namjoon, slight dom!namjoon, smut

word count: 6.1k

especially for @lonely-kitten-named-bambi and my other Boos out there

Your new literature professor, Kim Namjoon, decided to make you the teacher’s personal pet..

He was the smartest man you had the pleasure to meet throughout your entire life..but the sex was primal, exhilarating, feral..

Tall, lean, charming with two small holes digging in his flawless cheeks he stood there with his brown case waiting for your professor to finish the introduction. His hair was neatly parted, but you could see that the loose strands stood up in several directions which were tried to be tamed in a rush while his white shirt was stuffed into his black suit pants which were more than unsuited for a dusty, old classroom in the city’s biggest university.

His large hands ran through his hair in an attempt to comb the mess back. Dark pupils roamed through the room, looking for help with his looks..landing on you. Grinning from one end of your mouth to the other you shook your head in a slight denial, his expression asking how it was now after another attempt of stroking the strands back. Another shake, your hair falling into your face. The man in the front of your class softly smiled, his dimples shown a second time while shrugging his shoulders at you, giving up to tame his locks. His attention was lazily wandering back to your professor ending his speech with a wide gesture towards the man beside him.

“And this is how we hired such a young new colleague. This old uni needs new wind and with Mr. Kim it’s provided.”

Quiet chatter filled the room as the female students giggled, exchanging high pitched whispers after hearing that the man who looked way too out of place was the newly hired substitute for your sick literature and maths professor. Your friend nudged your side, wiggling her brows which made you laugh softly, your hand covering your mouth.

“He’s my type”, she whispered, licking her lips, gaze darting towards the young man standing next to the chubby, older professor. “And I know you also would smash.”

“You can bet that I want”, you responded, following her eyes down the rows, lingering on Mr. Kim’s handsome face, his plump lips pursed into a faint smile greeting the few students in front of him before his deep voice resonated from your classroom’s walls, confident and loud.

“Let me introduce myself. My name is Kim Namjoon, I’m currently the substitute teacher in literature and maths for you”, he let his dark orbs wander from one student to the next. “I appreciate punctuality and presence. If anyone of you has questions regarding the lessons don’t hesitate and meet me after class.” The words left his pink lips while meeting your eyes, the expression behind them darkening, inviting you to stay behind and ask about things he could teach you despite stuff for your studies. “We’re starting easy after we’re alone”, he motioned for the older, chubby teacher to leave, giving him a smile making the older one blush.

The two hours wouldn’t end, his presence filling the room, a born leader, a man who knew his way with words, charmingly explaining the dumbest of questions with a soft smile. Your eyes were drawn to the way he moved his arm up, his large hand swiftly flying over the written words lining the blackboard while looking over his shoulder, lips constantly pulled upwards. Not to mention his backside view..long, toned legs covered in dark suit pants, his ass perking up while concentrated gesturing over the board.

Unlucky enough you couldn’t follow what he told the class, your whole attention laying on his handsome face, brown eyes piercing yours now and then, scolding you silently to pay attention to class instead of his damn fine looking ass, but you didn’t. Obviously staring back, gnawing on one of your pencils was what you did, not caring how stupid you might look in his pretty eyes.

“Any questions?”, Kim Namjoon cocked one of his dark brows up, tilting his head to the side bluntly meeting your staring eyes even though the question was directed to all of his new students.

“Mr. Kim?”, one of the girls in the first row lifted her manicured hands, her blonde hair swiftly brushing over her shoulder. “As the class president you should be informed about the upcoming class trip to the woods in like a week. I wanted to ask you about it after class if that’s alright with you.” Her voice was as sweet as honey, slick and sickening in your ears wherefore you just scoffed, her glare telling you to better shut it before she snapped. Again.

Mr. Kim’s expression showed how shook he was from her announcement of a class trip he didn’t know of, but nodded with pursed lips. “And I anticipate that I as you substitute teacher have to come along, right?”

High pitched agrees followed his words, the girls around you standing up from their seats to collect around your new professor, eyes sparkling with excitement over the fact that he’ll be the one accompanying your class. Sighing you also stood up, their behaviour too much for you. Ah, no, you definitely found Kim Namjoon undoubtedly attractive, but you were also old enough to know that nothing would come out of it even with some heavy tries. Therefore you only shook your head, grinning at the dozen girls chattering cheerfully, drowning your professor in endless private questions.

“So you’re coming?”, “You should drink with us one night!”, “We’ll be on the same floor, right?”, “Are you married?”, “How are you so young and a prof?”…

Your friend, Lea, was mixing into the mass, waving you to move your ass and ask a few questions yourself, but you just denied, laughing a little as you leaned against the door frame, saying your farewells towards the young men escaping out of the room.

“Crazy bitches, aren’t they?”, a familiar voice, giggling and low shook you slightly, your head turning towards the boy with the orange hair, his view focused on the female students urging the young professor to spit some private details. “I can’t believe they’re that desperate”, Jimin laughed, his blue leather jackets pulling closer.

You nodded, following your friend’s dark orbs, seeing how your friend tried to catch Mr. Kim’s attention with yelling the loudest which cracked you up. “Freaks.”

Jimin smiled at you, his eyes crinkled while tilting his head. “You’re not, huh? I know that one time in high school after we-”

“Miss y/l/n, right? Please wait a little longer. I need to talk to you”, Kim Namjoon’s voice overturned the chatting girls, stopping you from turning around. Surprised you looked left and right, your finger pointing towards your chest. You? “I dismiss you ladies for now. Get home safely, we see each other tomorrow.”

Pouting protest resonated from the walls as one girl after the other slandered out of the room until Lea, Jimin, the bitch Hanna and Mr. Kim were the only persons present in the dusty classroom.

“I also would like to excuse you three as I have to speak with your classmate alone.”

Jimin scrunched his nose, giving Mr. Kim a strange look before shrugging his shoulders. “See you tomorrow, y/n.”

Nodding the other two girls walked out of the room looking back over their shoulders as the tall, handsome professor closed the door with a faint, annoyed smile on his plump lips.

Waiting for him to speak up blood rushed into your cheeks. You knew exactly why he wanted to talk to you alone. He had caught you staring without even bothering to narrow your gaze and listen to his explanation. Scratching your neck you bit down your lip, slightly regretting your bluntness although you were confident a moment ago, but his confidence and the intimate glare of his eyes made you squirm. The silence stretching out killing you slowly hence you looked up, the man in front of you leaned over the teacher’s desk, his hands supporting his tall figure.

“Anything to say?”, his voice was deep, nothing but a whisper while tilting his head, the friendly atmosphere surrounding him gone, replaced by something dark, sinful.

“N-No?”, it was more of an ask than a steady answer, the hair on your arms standing straight. “I”

Shaking his messy thatch he sighed, his pink bottom lip pulled between his teeth. Then you noticed him slowly separating from his desk, slandering around it ere he stood in front of you, his arms crossed over his chest. His presence told you how dominant he was, how intelligent he was to lull you into anything. Feeling his eyes on you, you didn’t dare to look up, digging your own hole under his view.

“Too bad, Miss y/l/n”, he leaned down, his lips close to your ear, breathing in deeply. “If you need a lesson just tell me. You seemed not to pay enough attention in class today and it’s only my first day. That’s no good first impression..”, his voice trailed off, Mr. Kim’s breath hitting your face now as he turned his head right in your direction. “I want a report of today’s lesson by tomorrow. Meet me after class again.”

With that he turned away from you, his heat paralysing you. Gulping you tried to keep up with your professor, your throat dry as the desert wherefore you had to swallow more than once. What as going on? You were one of the top students in class and you had to write a fucking report? What the hell?

“Mr. K-Kim!”, you called out to him as he snatched his belongings, stuffing them into his brown case. “I don’t understand right n-”

“Are you dumb, Miss y/l/n? I told you to write a report of today’s lesson’s content. Don’t leave a thing out”, he straightened himself, his sharp words taking you aback with shock tracing your face. His long legs took him further to you, his face dangerously close as he leaned down a second time today. “More attention on class, Miss y/l/n. I caught you staring..”, his free hand shot up, delicate fingers flying over your cleavage, your body flinching at his cold touch. “So much confidence in your eyes before..Where is it now?”

Your mouth plopped open at his move, his words piercing through you like sharp, tiny needles. By the time his digits reached under your collar you weren’t able to answer, let alone smack his hand away..which you didn’t even want..

You couldn’t remember the last time you were afraid and nervous of your upcoming classes. Usually you enjoyed them more than other students, but not now as you knew who waited down the rows. Kim Namjoon, substitute professor in literature and maths. With fluttering heart you entered the dusty old room, the neatly dressed man in the front greeting your classmates with a bright smile that showed his dimples until his eyes lingered on you, darting down to your breasts with a knowing expression lacing his brown, dark eyes. Blood tinged your cheeks a rose hue as you remembered the day before, his fingers stroking a sinful path down between your covered breasts with the words of being a cute, shy mouse. Which you normally weren’t.

“Good morning, Miss y/l/n. The report?”, he asked you as you walked past him, the sheets weighing heavy in your bag at his words.

Nodding you rushed over to your seat next to Lea, who was intentionally early this morning. Who knows why, huh.. Her eyes sparkled as she leaned in your direction the moment you sat down, your jacket still on your shoulders. “Why didn’t you pick up yesterday? What did Mr. Kim want from you? He looked kind of..pissed at you.”

Exhaling a loud breath of frustration you slammed the report down on your desk, showing Lea that you were scolded after class. At this fact your friend’s eyes shot wide, her mouth agape.


“Yeah, me. What a nerve this damn professor has”, you scoffed, laying your head on your folded hands. “I stayed up all night after my shift to write this shitty report.”

Getting a glance of sympathy Lea patted your back, rubbing circles to relax your stiff muscles which weren’t caused by the late night session after work, but by the man who watched you from down the rows, his plump lips turned upwards again, his eyes darkening while watching you.

“Here”, you put the sheets down his desk without giving him a single look. “Can I go?”

Mr. Kim stood up from his seat, circling the wooden table, taking in the words you had effortlessly written. “Found your courage again? Or do I’ve to lure you into being a good girl?”


Namjoon sighed pinching his nose. “Listen, you don’t need to deny it”, one step closer. “I’ve seen you walk around for months on campus. One shy girl with the boys”, another step. “Oh, there’s one guy you were interested in, right? The one with the orange hair, Jimin”, he chuckled lowly, his legs taking him further towards you. “Unlucky you didn’t get him, or the other way around?”, Namjoon stood only a few centimetres from you, his expensive cologne intoxicating you from up close. You had difficulties looking into his face, his tall figure hovering right above you, eyes narrowed down to meet yours. “You think I just picked on some innocent, smart girl and let her do some shitty report?”

With every word falling from his plump lips he leaned into you, his body heat feeling on your own by now. His attractive face a couple of centimetres away from yours, breath hitching as he shifted his head, small dimples like holes in his cheeks as he smirked.

“Where’s the girl who bluntly stared at me? Watching me while gnawing on her pencil?”

You bit your lip not knowing what to say to his dirty words as he drove your senses crazy, kicking your rightful judgement overboard. “She’s..h-here.”

Namjoon chuckled again, his shirt rolled up revealing a costly watch, the brand one you’d never be able to afford. His skin shone honey like in the yellow light of the classroom, smooth and soft whereas his hands slowly traced over your bare arms. “Here? Where?”

Clearing your throat you tried to meet his gaze, but instead of looking into a pair of brown, pretty eyes you were confronted with plump, rose lips that invited you. They seemed soft, wet and oh so kissable you couldn’t force yourself to avert your eyes off of his mouth that pursed into a lopsided grin at your staring.

“She’s slowly coming out of her hideout, isn’t she?”, Mr. Kim’s voice was a whisper, getting darker the more he caught you staring at his prominent lips.

“What do you want?”, your voice was nothing more than a whiff, chewing on your lower lip while you tried to get yourself off of his smug smile to glance at the still open door. “It’s open..”

Confusion traced his pretty features before he turned around, seeing that the door was wide open, showing the students walking down the hall how close you two stood to each other. The light noise of his black shoes on the floor were heard ere the door was closed, the key turning in its lock wherefore your eyes shot wide. What was happening?

Namjoon then slandered back challenging you with crossed arms, forcing you to step back until your ass hit the desk, your escape plan vanishing into thin air.

“I read your latest essays”, he started, his hands enclosing around the edge of the desk in your back, his upper body leaning down slightly stopping in a close distance in front of your blushing face. “You’re one clever girl..and so pretty..”

“You’re saying this to your student? That’s forbidden..dirty”, you whispered biting down you lip again. He was too close to you to think straight, the words only spilling from your lips because your conscience faintly told you to at least try to get him off of your mind. Of course it wasn’t working as he was far too close to you.

Namjoon furrowed his brows, his smile never leaving his lips despite the perplexed expression washing over his face for a brief moment. “I’m not even thirty and your an adult as well. And I’m blunt with what I want. Right now it would be you, y/n.”

Your name coming from him for the first time got you the moment the first letter fell from his plump lips. Without warning you grabbed his collar, shoving your worries aside you swallowed the forming knot before you dared to meet his dark gaze.

“Why me? You don’t know me.”

A small chuckle you knew by now sounded through the room. “I don’t care. I don’t want a relationship right now. I’m young and the ladies love me”, he paused, one hand freeing from its position to cup your cheeks, his warmth transferring on yours, spreading out on your already heated, red face. “But I’m not interested in anyone who can’t reach my way of thinking..”

On the way down to meet your lips you closed your eyes to take in the upcoming sensation with all your senses. Softly, a feeling like a rose’s petal brushed over your parted lips, a touch rather fragile and careful you didn’t expect from a smart, confident and handsome man like Kim Namjoon. As fast as his mouth lay on yours he parted from you, the hand on your cheeks falling back down to grab the edge a second time.

“Tell me, y/n, is the clever girl with the pretty face finally crawling out of her hideout?”, Namjoon cocked his brows up, grinning at you with crinkling eyes. But you could see that his smile wasn’t honest, a deeper, craving emotion tracing his black oculars, waiting for your answer.

A cocky smile finally appeared on your face, tinging your shy self into the girl you usually represented, the girl he saw just yesterday at the beginning of the day’s lessons. “Don’t know why don’t we find out then?”

A huge, bright smile spread out on Namjoon’s tanned face, his light giggle causing a tightness inside your stomach. “She’s out.”

Not saying another word - as if another one was needed anyway - his mouth clashed on yours with a lot more force than before. Now it was your turn to let your hands roam around his chest, pulling him tight by the shirt to feel his lips pressing harshly on your own. Swallowing his breaths you entwined your tongue with his, suddenly being pulled by the hair so he had better access to your wet, pink cave, giving him a few breathless mewls as an answer.

“Turn around”, his voice sounded was deeper than ever, sparks of arousal lacing his dark vocals. “I won’t stop for you, baby. Last chance to run.”

No need to confirm his offer you obeyed, turning around to lay your hands on the surface of the wooden desk. Mr. Kim chuckled, the husky sound giving you ultimate goosebumps while watching him out of wide eyes over your shoulder. He stood there, arms crossed over his chest again and spreading his long legs, his hair was neatly combed today as he narrowed his gaze down your body with a grin on his face that let the dimples on his cheeks come alive.

“I like what I see, baby”, a low hum followed ere Namjoon’s hands landed on your sides, pulling you into his crotch in a harsh move, his bony fingers digging deep into your covered flesh. “What should I do with a girl like you, hm?”

Whimpering you perked up your ass that was dressed in a black, waisted rock, bending forward to show you professor a glint of your soft skin, the over-knee socks completing your signature school outfit. Whereas you did that you could hear Namjoon hiss, his growing bulge rubbing over your revealed skin, his hands now tracing to your shoulders, massaging them softly before his grip got solid, hardly pushing your body straight down the cold surface of the table. His hips never left your ass, circling them until he was fully erect ere Namjoon separated his core and hands from you.

“Stay like this”, he growled lowly while you witnessed a zipper being opened, the rustling of fabric pulled down. “Ah ah, baby, don’t look.”

His hands shot up, taking your hair in his fist to guide your head back down where your face met the cool material of his teacher’s desk. Protesting you arched your back, teasing him with what you were wearing underneath your girly skirt.

“Disobedient? Just as I thought you’d be”, a chuckle resonated from the walls accompanied by a kick separating your legs further. “Don’t like that though..”

If you wouldn’t know better you could say that you felt pure craving for the man you just met, and was your new professor. Your panties felt tight, clinging onto your already dripping folds wherefore you had to force yourself not to press your legs together again to feel anything on your aching bundle of nerves. But you refrained from it, excited what Mr. Kim had planned for you, his student.

“Why can’t I see you?”, you purred, your hands almost clenching around the edges of the brown desk.

Silence answered you before you witnessed warm fingers gradually stroking from your ankles up to your shaking thighs. They hit your skin lightly, caressing the spot afterwards. “I much rather see you, baby. You’re seeing me earlier than you wish.”

Biting your lower lip you nodded, waiting with your face now laying on the coldness, your cheek burning against it. Then you felt Namjoon’s fingers going further up, touching your covered folds with a loud hiss.

“Damn, baby, you’re so wet.”

Purring: “I bet you’re just as hard”, his digits slipped into the band of your panties to slide them down torturing slow.

“Hard?”, his deep, melodious voice reached your ear dangerously close, his warm breath hitting your face from above. “I would say it’s perfectly ready for your cute, little pussy, baby.”

Goosebumps. Your hair standing straight as his hands found their way over your now bare ass, trailing towards your slick folds to caress them with his bony fingers. Small, feminine mewls escaped you wherefore your professor pressed his index finger on your clit, making you squirm under his blunt touch.

Aching your back you tried to make him finally move his hand, but all you got was soft laughter next to your ear. “Needy?”

“Yes”, you immediately agreed, the right choice as his fingers circled around your entrance, coating them into your juices while sliding them to your nub to rub gently over it, covering it in your arousal to pleasure you even more. He was certainly experienced, his warm skin doing wonders with a few strokes that turned your mind blank. Shallow breath on your side filled the dusty classroom, panting heavily under his unbearable, blissful touch, turning the coin in your lower stomach almost..

“I think you’re doing great, baby, but what about me?”, Namjoon kissed your ear, taking your earlobe between his plump, wet lips to nibble on it as he waited for you to answer, his fingers slowing down to a torturing pace hence your hips twitched uncontrolled, wanting more of his previous doing.

“P-please make me come”, you whimpered at the sensation his pearly whites caused on your sensitive earlobe. “Please, Mr. Kim-”

A rather strong bite let you moan in pain, his digits now pressing heavily on your clit to make you come..right? But then they were gone, leaving you shaking on the warming surface of his desk.

“You should take care of your superior first, don’t you think? I mean, if you’re a good girl your getting a few extra points in the next test.”

Scoffing at his words you turned around, glaring at his smirking face that was slightly flushed, the typical holes showing on his cheeks. “As if I need extra credit.”

Despite your faked scorn you were dared to look down your professor’s body, the rolled up shirt clinging to his lean body while your eyes wandered down towards a way better view. His open suit pants, no boxers or other underwear underneath, his cock erect, pointing at you. His glance was inviting, leaving your sarcastic comment aside. “How about you go down on your pretty knees, baby?” Namjoon cocked one brow up, gesturing with his head for you to better obey and kneel in front of his dick to take the best of it. “If you’re doing as I say, you can come, how does that sound?”

“Even if you don’t let me, I can easily make myself come at home”, you grinned cheekily, blinking your eyelashes ere his hands grabbed your shoulders to push you into a kneeling position beneath him. It was a move that should show you who was in charge here and it was definitely not you.

Shaking your head in disbelief you chewed on your bottom lip, looking back up to meet your young professor’s darkening eyes which told you how ready he was, lust spilling over. With innocence you adjusted your skirt, brushing your hair out of your face ere you tilted your head, sticking your tongue out to give his leaking cock a slow, strong lick over the tip without leaving his brown eyes. A indentation formed between his eyes as his brows furrowed at your motion, taking it in with hungry eyes.

“Don’t tease, you dirty girl. You can’t fool me with your fluttering eyela- Fuck!”

No caring what he said about you, you grabbed his balls in one of your warm hands, letting them roll tenderly in it while taking his throbbing tip in your mouth, hollowing your cheeks at once to double the sensation chasing through his body. But that wasn’t all as your tongue latched over his tip inside your mouth, pushing his stretched skin up and down his length while deepening yourself onto his cock. His body tensed under your touch, your other hand holding him by his still dressed thigh to steady his position.

“Fuck,’re a naughty little student, aren’t you”, his breathy voice was raspy, eyes lingering on your lips, wet from your saliva and his pre cum flowing down over his cock, wetting your mouth. “Take me in all the way..yes just like this.”

You bobbed your head up before you took his aching, throbbing cock in your mouth completely, his tip hitting the back of your throat which made you gag a bit. Getting used to the feeling of his thick length you deepened down further until your nose met the shadow above his dick. A violent twitch beside his feral groan told you that you hit his sweet spot. Therefore you repeated this movement, his dick coated in your saliva wherefore slick sounds filled the air around you and making it easier to let yourself slide down his length.

Suddenly Mr. Kim’s large hand enclosed around your hair, pulling your head from his cock to greet you with a cocky, breathy chuckle. “Taking your professor’s cock well, my cute little student.”

Humming you licked over your parted lips, taking in some of the bitter but sweet taste left on them. To emphasize your naughtiness you moaned at the same time, your hands pulling him into your face to give his red, swollen tip extra kitten licks, the man’s eyes rolling to the back of his head. The still solid fist in your air loosened to cup your cheek, his thumb stroking over your skin in a rather soft manner. Enjoying his touch you felt encouraged to make his time worth it, taking in his dick one by one, your tongue pressing on his slid before it finally hit the back of your throat again, this time without having to gag. Namjoon’s hands stroked over your scalp, running through your open hair ere they made you stop, holding you into position for him to move on his own.

“I’ll take the lead now, baby”, his husky voice whispered into the empty room, echoing from the walls, too loud in your ears. “Stay still.”

And so you did, your hands digging into his flesh he started to move his hips, a smooth roll shoving his cock right in your hot mouth, your tongue the perfect bed for his twitching dick. Thanks to his lead you were able to touch yourself, the missing panties helping to feel your touch, the needed friction provided by your own fingers making you mewl. This simple sound sent vibration through Mr. Kim’s lower body, a dark growl coming out of his parted lips, hastily biting down his lower, plump rim to muffle the grunts trying to escape him. It was dangerous if he let the room fill with other lewd sounds except for the ones coming from between his legs, slick, slurping noises sounding like music in his ears. But that would be the only ones droning through the locked door onto the corridor, several students, teachers and parents walking hastily up and down the floor, making you both quite nervous even though none of you showed it to the other.

And of course you both knew how wrong it was to have this kind of physical contact between a student and a professor, but it felt too good to stop now, your fingers massaging your clit the way you need to be touched, making yourself moan heavier into his dick with every rub provided by your own fingers. Your desperation didn’t go unnoticed as Mr. Kim couldn’t focus on you giving him a damn got blow job, but on your bare heat, sparsely covered by your hand. It got you both going to the point where Namjoon panted, his thrust getting heavier, hitting your throat mercilessly. You saw his chest heaving heavier by the second, his release close ere he cramped, his legs tensing under your free hand feeling his muscles flexing.

“I’m close.”, breathy, dark, raspy moans stretched those few words into eternity, his brown, deep orbs piercing yours as he forced you with a silent glare to lock eyes with his before a salve of hot, creamy seeds spurted into you. Namjoon’s head fell forward, his black oculars never wavering while you collected his cum on your tongue, his dick pulled out by him to the half causing his release to land straight on your wet muscle. Growling and hissing Namjoon’s fingers entwined in your hair, his limbs tensing the more his cock twitched, trying to get the last few drops out. You on the other side played the role of his innocent student, never letting the teacher out of your wide eyes whereas your mouth filled with his cum, the bitter, salty taste spreading out on your tongue. After Mr. Kim guided his dick out between your lips with one shaking hand, he breathed out with a tremble, sweat flowing down his temples mixing with a few loose strands of his hair. His shirt that was from a bright white started to get transparent in front of his chest revealing his heavy pants and tanned skin you wanted to brush over with your lips..

“You’re such a perfect student, y/n”, a second after he let go of you he separated himself from you, leaning his tall body against the desk, wiping of some sweat from his forehead with a smug smirk plastered across his plump, pretty lips. “And not spilling one bit of my sticky cum, good little girl.”

Questioning his announcement you tilted your head as to why your panting professor returned your expression, his fingers tardily closing his belt over his suit pants.

“What? Swallowed your voice with my cum?”, he chuckled, crossing his arms after he finished with his silver belt, the expression on his face amused by your behaviour.

Instead of answering you crawled closer to your professor, your slick index finger tapping on your throat for three times, signalling him that you still had his semen on your red tongue, rolling it over it to tease Mr. Kim a bit more.

“You still have it? Fuck, y/n!”

Nodding you folded your hands in your lap, chin high to look right into his face, reading his reaction as you opened your mouth, sticking your tongue out to proudly present the white, sticky seeds. Namjoon swallowed hard, his emotions running over his face until they stopped in awe. Then you closed your mouth, tapping on your throat again before gulping down his cum in one go, as loud as possible, intentionally letting out a soft moan.

Smacking your lips you stood up, taking your panties to put them back on, feeling your attractive professor’s view on you. As much of a tease that you were you bend down, your ass perking up to adjust your over-knee socks, swinging your hips while doing so.

“I guess all my future works will get grade A?”, you chirped, the heat from what you just did rushing in your cheeks.

“You really think a simple blow job gives you straight A’s? Sorry, baby, but fuck me and your grades rise to the top”, he chuckled, his hands running through his hair. “50 percent, nothing more.”

Pulling your eyebrows up you crossed your arms this time, spreading your legs to steady your position as Mr. Kim casually stepped towards you, his hands cupping your face gently.

You met his eyes, chewing on your bottom lip to distract yourself from his charming smile. “Let’s 60 percent”, you whispered, your orbs drawn to his plump lips again, magically pulled by strings to keep your gaze on his pink mouth that stretched over his teeth making him even more irresistible. “I mean, I didn’t even c-come.”

Nodding Mr. Kim leaned down to give you a passionate kiss. Warmth spreading in your body you leaned into him, moving your lips on his, taking in the other’s rhythm ere he parted from you to say something.

“You’re a smart girl, y/n. What do you think will be happening at 100 percent?”, his lips brushed yours with every word, eyes piercing yours for an emotion he could work with.

“You mean fucking?”

Mr. Kim laughed, his dimples too cute for what he suggested. “If you want to call it that then yeah, I mean fucking you for good grades.”

Closing your eyes you let the feeling of his pink lips flow through you before you made up your mind. “Not a chance, Mr. Kim. I’m a top student, no need to fuck you for my grades”, you paused, opening your eyes, your hands laying flat on his chest to push him away from you, his presence making you too nervous, clouding your rightful judgement that was needed in this situation. “I was horny and to be honest, I’d do this again if it means I’m in front of the class president bitch.”

Perplexed Namjoon took in what you just said. But it was true, at least slightly true. It was thrilling to sleep with your professor, a young one and as handsome as Kim Namjoon only the icing. Yes, it was wrong, but you really couldn’t care less as it was your last year under his watching eyes. So why not having some fun on your own? Nobody would catch you doing inappropriate things anyway.

“That’s it then?”, Mr. Kim tilted his head, asking you with his eyes what you really wanted, but met a wall of stone, your answer hidden from his smart, charming orbs.

Turning around you waved at your professor who leaned back on his desk again, his head tilted whereas watching your figure reaching the locked door that you wanted to open if his voice wouldn’t fill the air inviting, laced with amusement and hunger for a certain girl’s body.

“I hope you’re excited for the upcoming class trip, y/n”, another deep chuckle that sent shivers down your spine and you didn’t even dare to look back to see Mr. Kim smirking at you with his damn cute dimples, his brown eyes seductively telling you his ideas for the trip.

the-angry-walnut-fairy  asked:



  • otabek fresh out of an amicable divorce (OR THE OTHER PARENT DIES,,, ITS CLICHE BUT DAMN IF I AINT THE BIGGEST HO FOR IT)
  • has a lil 5 year old daughter (i personally like the name zarina for her) who takes ballet lessons and is super shy, its incredibly difficult for her to open up to ANYONE
  • but he takes her to a playground once and when he looks up from like his book or smth he sees her talking amicably with another lil girl, creating sandcastles and playing with their dolls
  • and watching over them is the single most beautiful man otabek has ever laid eyes on
  • his hair in a braided ponytail and flawless skin and wearing the most ridiculous leopard print sweater and his frown is super cute as he types angrily on his phone and wow
  • he decides to go talk to him bc fuck it, hes the guardian of zarina’s first friend and hes really fucking cute
  • his name is yuri, he learns, and hes zarina’s ballet instructor
  • the child he’s with, mieko, is the daughter of a married couple he is close to (viktor and yuuri)
  • (he scowls as he says viktor and yuuris names but has the fondest smile when he brings up mieko and otabek is d y i n g)
  • they stay until evening and decide to get dinner together bc mieko and zarina dont want to separate yet
  • at the end of the night he has yuri’s number and the decision to bring zarina to her lessons earlier so he can talk to him
  • they start talking everyday and he sees yuri perform once and dIEs and on zarina’s birthday he gives him a giant cat plushie and ho my gahd
  • he finally gets the courage to ask yuri out a year later and all yuri says is “jesus fuck, finally.”
Sugar Sweet | 6 | (M)

word count: 4.4k

genre: smut + fluff; college AU + fuckboy!kihyun

pairing: reader/kihyun

summary: your best friend & roommate changkyun just wanted to help get you laid. instead you found solace in a pink haired man named kihyun who had a smart mouth with sharp words you weren’t afraid to let cut you, as long as he didn’t mind you hurting him a little too.

dedicated to: @honeyheonie, @lostinmonstax & @jooheonster, who legit were some of my biggest backbones to keep me going (cough & for @tomatoholmes bc she stans ki cough)

a/n:  i’m v sorry this took so long, i didn’t even realize it had been nearly two months since ss 5! time is going by too quickly, but i think i’ve truly found a solidified plot line to the point where i think i’ve speculated where everything will go and therefore than means more concrete chapters, sooner updates and a finalized chapter count! i cut this chapter off a little early bc i didn’t want to head into the next part just yet, but stay tuned for Jin’s party kiddos :) much love to all those patient guppies who stayed by my side and encouraged me to continue despite the many setbacks i felt.

music: suffer - charlie puth

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 7


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Roman Godfrey x Female Reader - The Godfrey’s (Rated M)

Hemlock Grove is one of my fave TV shows so I thought I would try writing a little Roman <3

You’re minding Shelley Godfrey while her Mother is out, unknown to you that Roman was to come home that night aswell.

Warnings- Fingering

Originally posted by iamfire355

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Camel Emoji Review

Not my favorite. He looks a little to airbrushed to be traveling the desert, and his neck kinda looks like a chicken neck but A+ for effort. 1.5/5 too much detail

Now here’s a special boy!!! Look at those humps!!!!! Beautiful colors, pretty blanket, nice angle. 5/5 I’d trust him with my kids

I like the stylistic approach. The black outline gives our friend here a nice pop. But why they have only 3 leg??? 3/5 Not enough leg

i dont like this one 0/5 

Yikes. Wow, okay. I see what you were trying to do here, LG, but it’s just not working. This guy looks a bit like a rat that has some weird growths. 0/5 see a doctor

Oh! We got a party animal around here! Look at those long spaghetti legs, the lack of facial features, the humps. Wow. She looks v fun. 4/5 looks like the color of Kraft mac and cheese

This one is pretty good. He looks realistic without looking trashy (cough cough Apple) He seems a bit uptight, though. Loosen up, buddy. 3.5/5 i have nothing to say this one actually looks like a camel

Another realistic-ish one, I see. She’s…. Okay. I’m not a fan of the hair details and she looks like she’s scheming against me. 2/5 i don’t trust her

Wow!!!! Look at her go! Those humps are flawless! I love the salmon color! She’s so pretty!!! 5/5 i would share my lunch with her

awww poor baby they look so scared. What happened? Why are u so trembly, little one? Whatever it is, I hope they get through it. 4/5 poor thing!!

the legs are too square, it’s head looks like a snake, its humps are lopsided. I dont trust this man. 1/5 the colors are aight tho

stop!!!!! -2/5

it's the little things that count..
  • james sirius potter: gryffindor. poet. musician. loves leather and jean jackets. always smells like cigarettes and cinnamon. quiet until you get to know him. life of the party once he's comfortable. loves black coffee. rebellious. non-conformist. mysterious. future auror.
  • albus severus potter: slytherin. quidditch keeper. outgoing. determined. kind. charming. polished. fashionable. always loads his tea with sugar. loves muggle history. lgbt activist. openly bisexual. slug-club member. outspoken when provoked. always fighting for a cause.
  • lily luna potter: ravenclaw. book worm. dreamer. quiet. shy. loves muggle novels. activist for animal rights. vegan. clumsy. obsessed with wandlore. planner. always has her nails painted lilac. hopeless romantic. secretly in love with scorpius malfoy.
  • rose weasley: gryffindor. outspoken. energetic. bossy when she's insecure. mostly laid-back. good sense of humor. as brave as they can be. loyal. has a close relationship with mcgonagall. easily defensive. always prepared to fight back. tomboy. intrigued by lorcan scamander.
  • hugo weasley: gryffindor. studious. gifted at herbology. sometimes too serious for his own good. introverted. curious. can come off as passive or indifferent. fascinated with muggle culture.
  • roxanne weasley: gryffindor. outgoing. friendly. warm. quidditch chaser. beautiful. genuine. caring. girly. loves fashion. protective of those she loves. seeks harmony. usually underestimated when she's provoked. will fight to the death for a cause she believes in.
  • fred weasley II: gryffindor. prankster. quidditch beater. handsome. charming. ladies man. receives top marks without trying. interested in muggle sports. secretly loves baking.
  • victoire weasley: ravenclaw. wise. friendly. dramatic. physically flawless. loves muggle fashion magazines. very interested in divination. painter. in love with teddy.
  • dominique weasley: slytherin. serious. introverted. sarcastic. dyes her hair often. rebels against her mother. in love with plaid. bisexual. feminist. incredibly intelligent. read abnormally fast for pleasure. doesn't care about getting top marks, even though her professors say she has the most potential.
  • louis weasley: ravenclaw. sometimes arrogant. naturally handsome. flirtatious. clever. intelligent. loves mind twisters. skilled in charms. has a close relationship with hagrid, and most people find that odd.
  • teddy lupin: hufflepuff. loving. friendly. extroverted. has the biggest heart. loves piercings. pink hair is his favorite. loves care of magical creatures. secretly a prankster. in love with victoire.
  • molly weasley II: slytherin. lesbian. tough. outspoken. goal-oriented. feminist. incredibly sarcastic. short curly hair. vodka is her drug of choice. wears combat boots with everything. leader of many clubs. intimidating.
  • lucy weasley: hufflepuff. kind. hardworking. softspoken. down to earth. pragmatic. intelligent. overly organized. excels in every subject. aspires to work for the ministry. daddy's girl. protective of her older sister.
  • lorcan scamander: ravenclaw. reclusive. quiet. top of his class. logical. analytical. loner. excels in arithmancy. loves having discussions with hermione. looks just like his mother. always thinking of the future. astronomy is his secret passion. has a secret crush on rose.
  • lysander scamander: hufflepuff. looks just like his father. amiable. great with children. asexual. the most genuine and caring person you'll ever meet. believes very strongly in everything his mother does/believes. very protective of his twin brother. is everyone's friend if they need one.
  • scorpius malfoy: slytherin. best friends with albus. ambivert. intelligent. very concerned about his image. kind. hates hurting people's feelings. determined to prove his worth. uncommonly handsome. skilled in potions and dada. has a massive crush on lily luna.
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Yoongi x reader

genre: Mafia!Yoongi, angst, violence

contents of violence, heavy words and so on

Thanks to the anon who requested a Mafia/Underground!Yoongi story, I hope you enjoy even though I changed the plot

word count: 11.4k

Does Min Yoongi stand for death or safety?

Right now it definitely was the first word to describe the rather cruel man and his actions who threatened you with your mother’s life if you wouldn’t obey his orders as he wanted you to. His plans for your further cooperation sounding strange. At first.

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had some drinks || kol mikaelson (!!)

author: @sincerelystiles
pairing: kol x reader
word count: 6,163 (never wrote this much oh my god)

warnings: teasing, swearing, kissing, unprotected sex, foreplay, oral (male & female receiving), biting, blood sharing, fingering, hand job, multiple orgasms, alcohol use, slight bondage. 

authors note: yes, this is my first kol smut, but nonetheless, i went all out and i hope you like it! :) also, thank you to my love @oneshot-obssessed​ for being so supportive and reading through it during the process, i love you so much!! 

requested by @obrienimagines
listen to this on repeat.

summary/request: kol smut where the reader is a girl that klaus used to take care of bc her parents died, but she only meets kol when she’s 17 and he’s really flirty. 

You took a deep breath, a smile pulling on your lips and you pounded your fist against the front door of your old home. nerves seeped through your veins, stomach turning in excitement and you heard shuffling from the other side. The door was whipped open, the blonde rolling her eyes at the loud sounds at such early hours of the morning.

“Can I help you?” She sighed, her eyes still closed and she yawned out. You held the flowers up to your chest, a sly smile on your lips and you cleared your throat. “I was looking for the birthday girl.” Her heart skipped at the familiar voice, head snapping to look at you, and a wide smile overtook her.

“Y/N!?” Her eyebrows were furrowed and lips parted, but the twinkle in her eyes was exactly what you were hoping to see. “Happy birthday!” You cried out, your arms swinging open and she tumbled into them, squeezing your torso in a bone crushing hug.

You patted her shoulders, choking out a breath and she continued to hold you. “Still human, remember.” Rebekah pulled away from you immediately, her smile still wide as she showcased her pearly white teeth. She held you at arm’s length, taking in your sleeping attire which consisted of a pair of short shorts and an old shirt.

You took in her appearance; silk pyjamas, her hair rolled into pink rubber curlers with her eye mask sitting on the crown of her head. “You even sleep like a princess.” You scoffed playfully, her glaring eyes warningly piercing into yours before she broke out into a smile again.

“Where are my manners? Get your arse inside, you must be freezing!” Rebekah gasped again, moving aside and pulling the door open wider for you. You smiled widely, thanking her and she grabbed your bag from your feet as you wandered back into their familiar home.

Nothing had changed, everything was precisely where it was the last time you were there, seven months ago. Rebekah wandered behind you after locking the front door, ushering you into the kitchen where she immediately found a vase for the flowers you’d given her.

You took a seat at the island, your nails tapping on the marble countertops and she span around to you, your smile growing. “I still cannot believe you’re here.” Rebekah grinned, squeaking silently and you laughed at her excitement.

You were about to speak before she held her pointer finger up, her eyes glistening and an idea popped into her head. Before you could ask her what she was thinking, she told you to stay where you are and scurried off, her feet thudding up the stairs.

You snorted out a laugh, clambering off the stool and wandering over to the fridge, pulling it open and eyeing all the blood bags, hoping to find and least a bottle of water. You were too focused on rummaging through the cold box to even hear a pair of footsteps patter against the ground, stopping a few feet behind you.

It was their snicker that caught your attention, making you jump slightly and you closed the fridge, spinning around with furrowed eyebrows. Your breathing was instantly caught in your throat as you stared at the brown eyed man. You’d never seen him before, and you begin to worry as to why he was here.

Perhaps he was one of Rebekah’s one night stands.

His dark hair was ruffled, unkempt and fluffy - clearly his bed head. Your eyes gazed over the sharp features of his face, his drooping eyes giving you a once over and you find yourself staring at his mouth, the dark stubble coating his jaw. His skin was flawless, a gorgeous olive glow to his skin.

He continued to rake his eyes up your body again, “Can I help you?” You spoke, your voice dripping with sass and a glimmer of mischief sparkled in his eyes. He tore his gaze away from your body, your eyes finally meeting and a devilish smirk pulled on his plump lips.

He raised his eyebrows, clearly stunned by your attitude and you raised your own in attempts to intimidate him. “Well I don’t know, you are the one in my kitchen.” He retaliated, his thick British accent drumming in your head like a sweet melody. You scoffed, though. This wasn’t his home, this was Rebekah’s and her brothers.

This was the Mikaelson’s.

Before you could question his statement, he stood from his seat, wandering around the island until you finally had a good view of him. He was tall, broad shoulders and a very well toned stomach. You almost drooled at the sight alone, but his godly voice broke your gaze.

“Who exactly are you, darling?” His slick voice spoke, an amused smile pushing its way to the surface of his face. you cleared your throat, straightening yourself out and you turned to him fully, your hand on your hip. “Rebekah’s friend.” You informed him and he let out a melodic laugh. “Rebekah doesn’t have friends.” You narrowed your eyes at him, folding your hands over your chest.

“Fine. Rebekah’s sister.” You lied, although she was practically a sister to you, she always had been. “Rebekah doesn’t have a sister.” He stated, eyebrows raised and you narrowed your eyes at him. “And how would you know that?” You pressed on, brows furrowed as you chewed against the insides of your cheeks. The man took a few steps closer to you, his hands behind his back.

“Because darling, I’m her brother.” You scoffed in his face, a laugh erupting from your chest. “Nice try, I’ve already met all the Mikaelson’s. And you don’t look like Niklaus or Elijah to me.” He hummed at you, causing you to furrow your eyebrows at him. “Well you’re only human, probably no older than eighteen, so of course you wouldn’t know me.” He smiled and your eyes squinted harder, if that was even possible.

“The names Kol, Kol Mikaelson.” He introduced himself, taking your hand in his and pressing a soft kiss to the back of your hand, his eyes softly gazing into yours. “Y/N.” You introduced yourself, although you were still entirely unsure as to who this man really was. He couldn’t possible be a Mikaelson.

“Lovely name, darling. I do wish we could’ve met when you met my siblings. However, I’ve only recently been undaggered from my 800 year slumber. Do forgive me.” Your eyes widened at the information, your lips parted and you had no idea what to say to that.

Luckily, you didn’t have to. Rebekah stomped down the stairs, groaning when she noticed the closeness of yourself and Kol. She cringed at the sight of him admiring you before finally speaking. “Kol, get away from her. She’s my only friend and I’d appreciate if you didn’t try to eat her.” She sighed, glaring at him and laughing at your face.

Kol smirked down at you, taking your hand in his again and he pressed his lips against your skin, wandering off. You span around, watching his back muscles flex as he climbed the stairs and your gaze was quickly snapped to Rebekah. “Is he really your brother?” I wandered aloud. Rebekah sighed and nodded her head.

“Unfortunately. Niklaus loved to dagger us and poor old Kol has been in a box for over 800 years.” She informed you and you furrowed your eyebrows while following her into the back garden. “Hm, he’s like… really hot.” You commented, Rebekah immediately stopping in her tracks and turning to you with a disgusted face.

It had been an insanely busy day. With Rebekah’s constant bossiness, it was almost impossible to sit down and rest for more that thirty seconds. She had everyone on their feet all day, but everyone else was a vampire, you were simply a pesky human, so you had it much harder. It was 9:42, the party was just getting started and you were pouring yourself a well deserved drink.

Rebekah had wandered off to socialise with the guests, leaving you alone to drink away the night. “What are you doing over here all alone, darling?” Kol pondered with a smirk as he approached you. You swallowed the burning alcohol, spinning around to face him and your smile fell when you realised it was him.

Kol had been teasing you all day. He had insisted that he partnered up with you and your job with decorating, and then had flirted for hours on end with his boyish charm. You were flattered, of course. At first, you quite enjoyed the flirtatious banter, but then it started to get you heated. You were forced to watch him shirtless the whole day, listening to his intoxicating voice on a constant voice.

You weren’t sure how much longer you could control yourself, and he knew that. He could smell your arousal and hear the stammer of your heartbeat whenever he got close to you. “What do you want now, Kol? Aren’t you tired of me? You followed me all day.” You huffed, taking another big gulp of your drink and he grinned at you.

“I could never get tired of you, love. I quite fancy you, if I’m honest.” He spoke so smoothly, his words almost didn’t register in your mind. You raised an eyebrow, trying your hardest to keep your cool and not pounce on him there and then. His gaze on your eyes faltered, raking over your attire.

You wore a slim burgundy dress that hugged you nicely, your hair straightened and cascading down your shoulders and back. You didn’t wear much makeup, but your face looked flawless. His eyes were staring appreciatively and you took that as your chance to look at his attire. Black skinny jeans, grey shirt and his hair was a perfect mess.

Your panties pooled at the sight of him, your heart skipping a beat and Kol snapped his eyes back to yours with a smirk. You swallowed thickly, taking another gulp and he leant against the wall beside you. “So tell me, darling. How is it you know of my family?” Kol asked, a smile taking over his smirk and you placed your empty glass on the bar.

“Klaus took me in when my parents died a few years ago.” You shrugged, still slightly sensitive to the topic of your parents. Kol didn’t say anything, just squinted his eyes. His gaze wandered behind you and you were about to turn around until a firm hand on your hip stopped you and a body stood by your side. “Brother, I see you met Y/N.” You knew immediately it was Niklaus beside you. Kol raised an eyebrow at the position of his hand.

You blushed at the sudden attention you were receiving from both the Mikaelsons, and it wasn’t long until Elijah joined. You smiled widely as he approached the three of you, leaving Klaus’ side and hurrying into Elijah’s open arms. He held you close to him, kissing the top of your head and you pulled away with his hand on your lower back.

“And just when did you get back into town?” Elijah’s soft voice spoke as he guided the pair of you back to his brothers. “Early hours this morning, wanted to surprise Bekah.” You responded, Kol’s eyes narrowing on Elijah and his closeness to you. You almost didn’t see the anger in his eyes when Elijah kissed the top of your head again, but you definitely saw it when he winked at you before wandering off to find his sister.

“I see the dress fits you wonderfully.” Klaus grinned at you and you blushed furiously. “Yes, thank you, again.” You laughed, smiling up at him while Kol narrowed his eyes. An awkward silence sat upon the three of you and you couldn’t stand to be there for much longer. You cleared your throat and excused yourself from them, pouring yourself another drink and wandering off.

You were all hot and bothered now, after Kol had been eye fucking you for the past ten minutes, you didn’t particularly want to be surrounded by intoxicated teens. You knew Rebekah was already preoccupied with the party, so she wouldn’t be too bothered that you wandered upstairs and out of the way.

Your back slid against the wall of the empty hallway, the bottle of vodka in your hands pouring its way down your burning throat and within minutes you were a hot mess. The beat of the music downstairs drummed through your head and drowned out your thoughts of Kol. Within seconds, you were on your feet, swaying your hips to the music while your hands ruffled in your hair.

You wobbled on your feet, a giggle slipping off your tongue. The music faded out to a stop but your body continued it’s intoxicated swaying. A loud clapping from behind caught your attention and you span around with a laugh and hiccup. Kol was leaning against a wall, his muscular arms folded over his chest and his eyebrows raised.

You giggled again, bending down to bow in front of him and he choked out a laugh at you. “You’re the full package, aren’t you.” He teased, a blush prickling at your already roses cheeks and you grinned at him. Another song began to play from the party, your eyes glistening and your body moved to the music again.

Your eyes fluttered shut as you brought the near empty bottle to your lips, guzzling the rest of the alcohol without a wince. Kol watched you, taking a swig of his own glass of bourbon. His jeans were becoming increasingly tight by the second, his eyes darkening and the sounds of your breathing and steady heartbeat consumed him.

Without another thought, he sped toward you, grabbing your body and pinning it between him and the wall. You gasped under your breath, slowly gazing up at him with your big innocent eyes. He stared at your lips, his eyes dark with lust and desire. Your eyes landed on his parted lips, pink and plump. You swallowed thickly, another hiccup slipping from your tongue and you bit your bottom lip in wonder.

One hand gripped your hip, the other stroked your cheek and your eyes fluttered shut. “What am I going to do with you?” Kol whispered huskily, the sound alone causing your panties to soak and you rubbed your legs together in attempt to relieve the built up tension. Kol noticed right away, a smirk forming on his lips and he jerked his knee between your legs, prying them apart.

You gasped out at his sudden actions, your legs clamping his thigh and he chuckled darkly at your state. You looked like a lost puppy, entirely innocent under his wicked touch, but Kol knew it was all an act. He knew there was another side to you, and he couldn’t wait to play with it.

“You’re being awfully quiet now, darling. Why don’t you show me what the pretty little mouth of yours can do?” It wasn’t a question, and you knew it. He was taunting you, breaking your wall brick by brick, and you both knew it wouldn’t last long before you lost control.

You swallowed back a moan. “Yes, I hear you like pretty little things.” You teased back, your eyes never leaving his and his smirk only grew. He shifted against you, his aching cock rubbing against your thigh in the tight confinements of his jeans and he grunted at the feeling.

Your eyes lit up, amusement filling your senses and you pressed your hands on his chest, fumbling with the buttons of his shirt. Kol immediately looked down at you with wide eyes, clearly surprised by your sudden confidence, but he wasn’t complaining. “Are you alright there, darling?” You asked, mimicking his posh accent while smirking up at him wickedly.

The twinkle of mischief in his eyes grew to the size of the moon, his iris’ consumed by his pupils and his grip on your waist grew tighter. “Well love, you seem to have put me in quite a situation.” He flirted, grinding his crotch against your bare thigh. You swallowed back another moan, your eyes fluttering closed and he knew that he had won you over.

The alcohol that was running through your blood seemed to have fled your system, abandoning ship and allowing you to make this decision that you’d surely remember in the years to come. You hummed slightly, your voice drowned out in the blaring music, but Kol still heard you. You ran your hands up his chest and to his shoulders, your fingers playing with the collar of his shirt.

Another hum slipped from your parted lips, Kol’s eyes drilling into them as he thought of all the naughty things you could do with your mouth. You bit your bottom lip, staring up at him while you hand fumbled with the doorknob beside you. You knew this house like the back of your hand, and so you weren’t particularly bothered that you were being shoved in Rebekah’s bedroom after the door had opened.

Kol slammed the door closed with his foot, his hands never leaving your hips. There was only a little light from the soft moonlight that outlined Kol’s gorgeous features, you could barely see in the blackness of the room, but that made it all the more exciting. “You know, I always wondered what it’d be like to make out with an original.” You spoke with a small smirk.

Kol span the both of you around, pressing you against the tall window, the moonlight harsher on his face and you could see his mischievous smirk growing. “Oh, darling. We’ll do a lot more than that.” Your panties pooled at his words, excitement screaming within you and adrenaline rushed through your veins. You hummed again, a smug smile pulling on your lips as you tried to remain unphased by his words.

You gripped his wrists, pulling his hands off your waist and you took a few steps backward, spinning around and swaying your hips slightly to the beat of the music sounding from the floor below. Kol watched you with hungry eyes, taking small and slow steps closer to you as you swayed your hips.

Within seconds, he was behind you, his cock digging into you ass, arms snaking around your waist and he buried his chin in the crook of your neck. You inhaled a sharp breath, your back arching off his chest as Kol’s hands slowly travelled up your sides. He took a slow step back, smirking at the sound of your heartbeat racing as his fingers brushed up the bare skin of your arms.

He pushed the straps of your dress off your shoulder, rolling them down your arms, the top of your dress rolling down with it. You gasped at the coldness of the air hitting your bare breasts, your nipples hardening immediately as your dress was scrunched around your waist, still covering your ass.

Kol hummed, pulling your hair behind your back and resuming his place behind you. His hands found your chest straight away, a small whine humming from the back of your throat as he toyed with your nipples with his fingers. Your eyes fluttered shut, your head falling back slightly and resting on his shoulder.

Kol smirked, slightly grinding his crotch into your ass again and you pursed your lips to suppress a moan. You pushed your ass further into him, tilting your neck to give him better access. Kol’s lips skimmed over your neck, his nose rubbing against the flushed skin before he travelled up to your jaw, his nose brushing against your cheek and you let out a moaning chuckle.

“Are we going to do this all night, or are you gonna kiss me?” You questioned breathlessly, turning your head to you could see his face better. Kol’s eyes bored into your plump lips, a colt of devils dancing in his eyes. His hand found the back of your head, pulling you into him and his lips soared against yours hungrily.

Kol pulled your body to his, your chests not flushed against each other’s and his hands travelling down your back. Your fingers found the buttons of his shirt and you tore it open in a rush. You let out a soft mewl at the feeling of Kol’s hands kneading your ass through your dress, his hands slipping beneath the fabric and pushing it down your legs, leaving you bare in just your heels and white lace panties.

His hands found your ass again, massaging and kneading while pulling you closer to him. You moaned at the feeling, Kol using your parted lips to his advantage and he slithered his tongue into your mouth. You groaned at the feeling, kissing him back harder as your tongues massaged one another’s messily. Kol shrugged his shirt off his body, your hands roaming every inch of skin of his torso, his body shuddering beneath your touch.

Your hands fell further down his body until you found his jeans, and you instantly removed his belt and unbuttoned his pants. With a rush of confidence, you pushed him away from you. Kol furrowed his eyebrows, taking a step toward you before you dropped to your knees, his jeans pooling at his ankles and you encouraged him to step out of them.

You were face to face with his hard cock, the thin fabric of his black boxers being the only thing in your way. You pulled your hair into a messy ponytail, your fingers looping in the waistband of his boxers until you noticed a small glimmer behind him. Your eyes lit up and you shifted the both of you around. Kol furrowed down at you. You simply smirked, nodding your head to the tall mirror that was behind you.

Kol’s wide eyes were fixed on your ass in the mirror, he hadn’t even realised you had already tore his boxers off him, until your hold hand wrapped around his big shaft and a strangled moan tore through his throat. You stared up at him with innocent eyes, setting his tip on your bottom lip and kitten licking his slit. Kol threw his head back at the euphoric feeling, gazing down at you again before he watched you in the mirror.

He couldn’t decide what view was better, but as soon as you wrapped your wet lips around him, his eyes shot down to you like it was the most beautiful sight he’d ever seen. “Fuck, darling. Keep going.” Kol grunted, his fingers tangling in your ponytail and gently pushing your mouth further down his cock.

You hummed against him, your eyes fluttering shut and you flattened your tongue against him, running up the big vein on the underside of his cock. Kol grunted out, shoving you further down him until he was hitting the back of your throat. Your nose brushed against the short patch of dark hair, tears spilling from the corners of your eyes and you gagged around hum, your throat convulsing around his tip.

“Fuck!” Kol gasped out, pulling you completely off him and you gasped for air for a split second, before he thrusted himself back in your mouth. You stared up at him with watery eyes, your panties beyond pooled as you felt your arousal slowly seeping down your thigh. Kol fucked your mouth until he began to twitch on your tongue, profanities and cries tearing through his throat before he pulled out abruptly.

You caught your breath, taking his soaked cock in your hands and pumping him to his release, opening your mouth as he came in hot spurts on your tongue. You ran your finger over your tongue, swallowing while smirking up at him innocently. Kol watched you intently, pulling you to your feet and smashing his lips into yours. He groaned against you, the taste of himself something different, but the taste of your lips was intoxicating enough to keep him kissing you.

He yanked your hair down, fingers tangling in your locks and pulling you closer. One hand gripped your hair, the other traveling between your bodies. Kol’s fingers found you drenched core, and he pulled out of the kiss, rubbing over your pantie covered pussy. He raised an eyebrow, your cheeks blushing profusely and your legs began to lose their stability.

“Little excited. Aren’t we, darling?” Kol teased, your eyes fluttering closed at the sound of his angelic voice and the perfect amount of pressure he was pressing on your clit. You hummed out a small moan, your forehead falling on his collarbone and he chuckled at you as you clutched onto him for stability.

“Come on now, love. You can’t be tired. We’re just getting started, darling.” Kol soothed teasingly. In one swift motion, he spun you around, your breathing caught in your throat when you came into contact with yourself in the mirror. You didn’t realize how exposed you were until your back was flushed against Kol’s chest, and you were forced to watch him touch you in the mirror.

Kol hummed and rest his chin on your shoulder, brushing your hair away and pressing open mouthed kisses across your you neck. Your eyes rolled back at the feeling of his fingers on your pussy and lips on your neck. Your head fell onto his shoulder, your eyes snapping open when a sharp pinch on your neck snapped you back into reality.

Your eyes were wide, lips parted as you stared at Kol through the mirror. He raised his eyebrows. “You’re going to watch me touch you, love. I’d quite like it if you watched your own face when I make you cum.” You couldn’t control the filthy moan that struggled off your tongue at his words. Your eyes were forced open, your vision trained on his fingers as they crawled into your panties, swirling around in your arousal.

You cried out in pleasure, your hand clasping around Kol’s wrist and he tsked in your ear. “Let go, darling. Let me touch you. I promise you’ll like it.” His raspy whisper was enough to let you go of him, your body leaning against his and you watched his hand disappear into your soaked panties.

Kol groaned in your ear, nipping at your earlobe and teasing your entrance with his middle finger, plunging in without warning and you gasped out in surprise. Your jaw dropped, eyes wide as Kol pressed his finger deeper in you, slowly pulling out before shoving it deeper in you. “Oh my god, Kol!” You panted out, your mind blurring and you began to wonder what he could do with his cock, if he could have you in such a state with just his fingers.

Kol cooed in your ear, watching you through the mirror as he pumped faster and faster, using his vamp-speed to intensify the feeling in the lit of your stomach. You were a whimpering mess, your body shaking as your orgasm approached and you were forced to watch your face contort in pure ecstasy.

The fire in your stomach only grew with every rough thrust, Kol adding another finger and you howled out. “Come on darling, you’re almost there.” Kol encouraged, curling his fingers and hitting your g-spot with each curl. You cried out, a pornographic moan tearing through your throats and sounding through the room, your eyes squeezing shut as you felt your orgasm crashing over you.

“Open your eyes.” Kol seethed through gritted teeth in your ear, his fingers thrusting and curling at an incredible pace, your eyes snapping open and you screamed out in pleasure. Your walls clenched around his fingers again, your whole body shaking against his and you cried out as your orgasm crashed over you like a tidal wave. Kol slowed his movements, pulling away from you and vamp-speeding you to the bed, laying against the sheets.

He pressed a soft kiss to your lips while you continued to attempt to catch your breath. Kol pulled away, ducking down your body and peppering your stomach with kisses until he kissed up your thighs. You furrowed your eyebrows. “What are you doing?” You asked in a breathless pant, leaning up slightly on your elbows.

Kol grinned up at you from between your thighs. “Well darling, you already showed me what you can do with that pretty little mouth of yours. Now it’s time I show you what I can do with mine.” He winked, a lopsided smirk pulling on his lips and he dipped his face between your thighs. You gasped as he flattened his tongue against your core, dipping through your folds and your hands flung to his head.

You gripped Kol’s dark hair in your fingers, whimpering at every lick. “You know, not all of us have s-super vamp-ire recovery time. I’m just a… holy shit… just a human.” You stutter out between whimpers. Kol gazed up at you through his lashes, pressing a soft kiss to your clit. “I know darling, which means you’ll orgasm quicker. And, it’ll be more intense than the last.” You opened your mouth to reply but a loud scream tore through your throat instead.

Kol’s mouth latched onto your clit, sucking furiously while his tongue flicked over your swollen nub. Your back arched off the sheets, nails clawing away at Kol’s scalp and he grunted against your core, your body already shaking. “Kol! F-fuck. I… oh my god!” You could hardly conjure up a coherent sentence, words wandering your scattered brain as you saw stars.

He hummed against you, the vibrations of his muffled moans spurring you on, the fire in the pit of your stomach igniting in an explosive flame. You jolted up as a gasp tore through your throat, your eyes wide and wild and you screamed out a filthy cry as you came on his tongue. Kol smirked up at you, kitten licking your entrance and lapping up your juices as you panted for breath.

Your vision was still spotted, unable to see around in the thick darkness of Rebekah’s room. Your fingers tangled back into Kol’s hair again, tugging his head out from between your thighs and he crawled up you, leaving soft kisses on your skin in his wake. A breathless giggle slipped from your lips, a tired smile on your face at the feeling of his hard cock brushing against your shaking thigh.

Your skin was on fire, with every touch Kol pressed onto you, it ignited another flame, hotter and brighter than the one before. His eyes were darker than ever, a predatory look plastered on his gorgeous features and your teeth clamped on your bottom lip nervously, your body shrilled with excitement.

Kol’s hands travelled up your sides, his eyes boring into yours and you squirmed in anticipation beneath him. His hands found yours, locking around your wrists and pinning them above your head so quick it almost knocked the breath out of you. You swallowed thickly, your heart stammering and the sudden silence between the two of you was deafening. You wanted to hear his voice, hear him take control and demand you to stay still.

He held your wrists in place with one hand, the other travelling down your face, locking around your throat softly while his thumb brushed over your bottom lip. You chest was heaving, staring at his lips as he stared at yours, surging forward and kissing you with as much force and passion he could muster up. You moaned against Kol’s lips, kissing him back with just as much force, your tongues massaging sloppily until Kol tore his lips away from yours.

Your head fell back as his mouth found your neck, pressing sloppy open mouthed kisses to the soft skin and nipping teasingly. You panted out, your eyes rolling back at the sensation and you bucked your hips up, trying to meet Kol’s. He noticed what you was doing immediately, and even though part of him wanted to tease you further, he didn’t think he could control himself. He released your wrists, his hand travelling between your bodies and his finger swirled through your dripping folds.

“Oh god!” You whined a pleasure, a soft whimper sounding after when he lost contact with you. You furrowed your eyebrows, about to ask why he stopped when a sharp pain tore through your neck, an unbelievable shot of pleasure pulsing through your pussy at the same time and a choked sob tore through your throat. Kol snapped his hips into yours at a dangerously fast pace, knocking the air out of you every time you gasped for another breath.

You were seeing stars, your pussy oversensitive and neck pulsating with an odd feeling of both pleasure and pain. You choked out Kol’s name, your hands flying to his hair in which you almost tore from his scalp. Your legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him as close to you as you possibly could. You sighed out in relief at the feeling of Kol’s canines pulling out of your flesh.

His tongue licked a long stripe up your neck, cleaning away the blood and he pulled away, his face just inches from yours and your eyes widened, blood dripping slightly from lips. You crashed your lips into his, not having a care for the metallic taste that stained your lips and tongue. Kol groaned, slamming his hips into yours even faster and you screamed out.

He pulled out of the kiss, resting his forehead against yours as you caught your breath. “Ride me.” Your eyes lit up in excitement at his words, and before you could even agree, he used his vamp speed to turn the both of your over, his cock still buried deep within you. Kol stared up at you in awe, your own blood smothered around your lips and chin, your hands firm on his chest to steady yourself.

Your hair was a mess, knotted and tangled and yoru roots were dripping with sweat. Kol gripped your hips, encouraging you to pick up your pace and you rocked back and forth on him, whining at the intense pleasure building up in the pit of your stomach. Kol groaned, not able to tear his eyes away from the blood dripping from the puncture holes in your neck, all the way down your chest and onto your breast.

He couldn’t control himself, his hunger driving him mad as he watched your perfect tits bounce with every thrust. “Holy shit!” You cried out when Kol thrusted up and into you, leaning up and wrapping an arm around your torso. His tongue dipped to your breast, sucking on your hardened nipple before his tongue travelled up your chest and neck, cleaning up the dripping blood.

He pulled away, biting into his wrist and shoving it against your lips. You groaned against him, eyes fluttering shut as you gripped his arm, keeping his wrist to your lips and your wound healed. Kol laid back, bringing you with him so your head was resting in the crook of his neck, your chest flushed against his. He slipped out slightly before thrusting up and into you; the new angle causing you to cry out in ecstasy and your walls clenched around him.

“Come on, darling. Cum all over me.” Kol encouraged, your eyes rolling back and you let go completely, your walls and body spasming against him. Kol cried out a strangled moan, using his vamp speed to tear into you to spurs his orgasm to the edge and without warning, he came in hot spurts, filling you completely before he stopped all movements. You laid limp on his chest, whimpering when he maneuvered himself so he could carefully pull out without hurting you.

Kol leant beside you, pulling the soft sheets over you both and wrapping his arms around your body softly. Your breathing began to steady, eyes fluttering shut and you curled slightly into Kol more. He smiled down at you, his own eyes fluttering closed at the sound of your soft breathing and steady heartbeat.

Just as he was about to slip into a well deserved slumber, the bedroom door creaked open and his eyes peeled open. Rebekah slowly stepped inside with furrowed eyebrows, eyeing the conspicuous clothes that were torn and scattered around her bedroom floor before her eyes landed on her bed, her best friend and brother naked in her sheets. 

Rebekah’s eyes widened, Kol squinting and silently wincing at the fact that they’d been caught. A thick silence fell upon them for several minutes, Kol not having the guts to apologise and Rebekah not knowing what to do or so. Kol opened his mouth to speak when a unusual sounding voice came out instead of his own and a nervous smile overtook his lips.

“So…” He swallowed thickly. “How was the party?”

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Looks™ by Even

lets start off with mr. hot and movie star even, just casually sitting there with his feet propped up on the table like nbd and don’t be fooled, he actually is this flawless 

imma just take a moment to now mention joint-tucked-behind-my-ear even, its crucial to show how extra even really is

and just for the aesthetic, imma add the oh so famous remake of the talk show host scene where even is a literal movie star figure and he just HAS to bring out the shades because he’s that guy

we got some lounging!even w his hood up, no shoes, chilling on the floor action going on. theres more hoodie up action coming up, stay tuned 

now this is just put in here because even is just so effortlessly beautiful but this is even tryna act cool and collected but secretly his heart is beating super fast

now for one of my personal favorites, the time where even got us ALL shook with his extra ass self, with the whole jean jacket shoulder thing going on. honestly, he’s too extra, why is he like dis


next we got wet hair and wet body and wet shirt and just WET even with his shoulders just there being all broad and hot and ugh wow what a look (shook)

hey we got another example of this hood up cute look by even. what a puppy. what a lil baby. isaks lil baby. so cute wow, PLUS he’s wearing our favorite shirt thats been passed around

now we got “hey we just had a magical day which included lots of great conversations and cuddling and i slept over but i snuck out in the morning and haven’t spoken to you in like 2 days but hey im back and imma fuck around and hook up with sonja in 2 days but i look good” look. honestly what even is that scarf

another personal favorite, frat boy, super chill and laid back even. honestly, ill be very offended if i don’t see this kind of guy in frat parties next year when im off at university. that is all.

ok now my heart is breaking at this one but here is “i just broke your heart and my own heart but im just going to watch over you by a distance and hope you’re out and sneak drawings into your locker and pocket and ill still love and wait for you and maybe purposely run into you in the shop” look

heres a lil sad puppy whose terribly in love and just wants to b loved and saved in return and is sorry for leaving but is also really horny and wants to fuck

and now we got even being the flawless being that he is and rocking the whole white shirt thing with isaks grey sweatpants. “mr. cooking in the kitchen the morning after. mr. i didn’t leave this time, im here, i love you. mr. I LOVE GABRIELLE. mr. say im the man of your dreams” look with his signature lil hair piece flopping on his forehead

self explanatory. we can’t forget even’s pale ass getting mAC DONAldSS

bringing back another personal fav: the look where even is terrified and super in love but he’s also really ill and just needs someone to save him and be there for him. protect this boy at all costs please

here we have cuddly and sleepy and ill even but not to worry! isak is there for him, saving him right back. how adorable is he

this look is actual proof that even bech naesheim is the literal sun and he’s very beautiful and deserves all the love and support from the world. isaks grey sweatpants are making a comeback!!! and also the reused hoodie

and to finish off with another one of my favorites, the happy!even look. so cute and happy and disgustingly in love with his lover and its the perfect look to finish off the season and hopefully that look was proof he’s season 4 main LMAO IM OUT

anonymous asked:

could we get some shiro hc for when he's proposing to his s/o?? like what he's feeling, how he'll do it etc some fluffy feels are much appreciated

I’m crying rn bc I got to imagine Shiro proposing, thank you so much for this gift! Also, this is quite long because Shiro has a master plan and it involves everyone.

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By The Beautiful Sea

@idoobeg | AO3 - I had so much fun writing this!! fluff and cuteness abound! hope you enjoy it ;)

by @clotpolesonly

Stiles gets the very last scoop of salt water taffy ice cream, much to the chagrin of the gorgeous dude behind him in line. The gigantic stray dog is thrilled though, at least when Stiles gives in to the begging and lets him have half of it. The beautiful woman across the street thinks it’s all hilarious for some reason, and Scott just really needs to try this ice cream.

“Dude, you’re gonna have to come out here. Like, as soon as possible,” Stiles said with all the vehemence he could muster when his phone was slowly slipping further and further from where it was squeezed between his cheek and his shoulder, jostled by every hurried step he took. “I’m telling you, this town may be small and boring as fuck, but it’s got the best ice cream on the goddamn planet and one scoop will totally be worth a day trip out here.”

“A day trip where I’ll spend ten hours of that day driving?” Scott asked, not sounding enthused. “It’s five hours there and five hours back! Do you know how much studying I could get done in that time?”

Stiles started to roll his eyes, but he’d always been an exaggerated eye-roller so he had to abort that mission before his phone took a dive for real. His hands abandoned their quest for the wallet he couldn’t seem to grab hold of in his messenger bag in order to save the aforementioned phone. His eyes finally caught on that blessed candy-striped awning across the street and his feet automatically carried him off the sidewalk and into the path of an oncoming car, which honked at him repeatedly. Stiles didn’t even slow down, but he did offer the driver an apologetic wave as he passed in front of them.

“A weekend trip, then,” he said to Scott. “Seriously, man. Worth it. This ice cream is nirvana in a waffle cone. Your professors will understand if they have any human decency in their hearts.”

“I don’t know, bro,” Scott said with a sigh. “Summer semester is kicking my ass. It’s all the same info as the regular semester, just crammed into even fewer weeks. I really don’t know if I can afford to wast—”

The tinkle of the bell above the door was a choir of angels in Stiles’ ear. The little ice cream parlor smelled of heavenly sugary goodness and he was already drooling. He’d only found this place two days ago when he’d elected to wander the little seaside town alone instead of follow his dad out on the dinky fishing boat owned by one of his dad’s old army buddies, but even just two days had proved more than enough to get him addicted.

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Monday mornings were always a drag, but the fact your bosses office sat only feet away from the erosion of yours and Taehyung’s relationship made the usual painfully slow morning drag agonisingly slower.

Sat in Mr Jeon’s office your mind reflected on the events of the weekend. Jimin had driven you to your friend and old flat mate Belle’s small two bedroomed apartment, where you’d stayed in your old room and ate your feelings for two days. You couldn’t bring yourself to tell Jimin about Yumi and Taehyung, you were a total wreck and couldn’t even forge a coherent sentence whilst you were in his car.

Scrolling through your phone you saw almost 400 missed calls from Tae, and 3 calls from your parents. You hadn’t told anybody other than Belle about what happened on Friday night, you didn’t know how. Everything you knew and loved and wanted, was a lie.

As the birds aimlessly flew by the big glass windows of the office you inhaled deeply and composed yourself into a calm mindset, ready to finalise exactly what you came into the office to do.


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Number 27 with Otayuri please please I'm in pain

27 - “Kiss me.”

“How did this happen, Beka?” Yuri asked, “When did we get old?”

They were sending their last child off to college and it was killing Yuri. Natalia had been his angel, tiny and blonde- much like him, but a fire behind her dark brown eyes, like Otabek. The twins had been off to college for three years now, but this last one, this one really was getting to Yuri.

“We are not old, Yura,” Otabek said as he turned.

Yuri had to smile. Otabek had to wear glasses now and his hair was more gray than it was dark and was starting to slowly recede. Walking forward, Yuri tucked his hair behind his ear. There were laugh lines in Otabek’s face and crinkles at his eyes, but it only made him love him more.

“Well I feel old, my body aches and our baby girl is going to college!” Yuri cried out.

Yuri would always look forever young to Otabek. He did not seem to age much at all. His face was still flawless outside of a few lines in his forehead. His hair seemed to have gotten lighter, but it only made him more radiant.

“Dadda! Pappa! Come on or we are going to be late!” Natalia screamed from the bottom of the stairs.

“I swear she is just like you,” Otabek grumbled.

“Oh shut up and kiss me, old man,” Yuri said.

Otabek pulled Yuri in and kissed him deeply. His body was still thin, but softer now. Otabek had managed to keep in shape, but his muscles did not form like they did twenty-five years ago.

“Just think, it will be just us again,” Otabek said.

“Does this mean you’ll go back to walk around naked all the time?” Yuri smirked at him.

“Only if you will,” Otabek said as he kissed Yuri’s nose.

“Dadda! Pappa! Don’t make me come up there!” Natalia yelled.

“Fuck! That child is persistent as hell!” Yuri said as he stomped out his room.

Otabek shook his head as he followed Yuri down the stairs so they could take their little girl off to college. As sad as he was over her leaving, he was excited to have Yuri’s undivided attention again.

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Working Overtime

Summary: You decide to visit your boyfriend in his office late at night; clad only in lingerie and a trench coat. However, the surprise doesn’t quite go to plan when you catch The Captain having too much fun in his suit.

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Warnings: Angst, Smut, Swearing, Cheating, Heartbreak.

Word count: 2.7k

A/N: It’s probably not my best work but hey! I enjoyed writing it, and that’s all that matters sometimes.

Originally posted by jlstreck

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