the one who beg

alolalillie13  asked:

I have this weird fantasy where you go around america finding boys to become your sissy femboys and fuck them as you wan't to make them your slaves.

This is honestly a lovely idea, sweetie! 
Picking up and seducing needy little boys who just begs for a woman’s attention, then one by one turning them into cute and beautiful young girls and train them properly ♥ I’d train each and everyone to take cock like a good pretty little girly-boy should, and watch in pure bliss as my girlies gets impaled on a real, thick cock along with Admin herself~ 

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Throwback to that time James made Aleks laugh so hard he fucked up his progress

I think that with this clip we had 2 characters development.
I don’t care if u don’t care about Chris but is pretty obvious that he feels feelings for Eva. He pushed her to admit that they were cute together and they could be a real thing, without be rude or assholes: with his funny side, and a little bit of love maybe. So he changed, because he was the “no relationship boy” and now he’s the one who’s begging for one.
And at the other side there’s Eva, who suffered too much for love and now she’s the one who wants no strings, even it’s clear that she feels something for Chris or she would kick his ass out of her life with no regrets time ago. Maybe she don’t wanna make the same mistakes all over again, maybe she’s a little bit scary that this relationship won’t work as the one with Jonas.
So they both adults now and they learned from there mistakes. And I’m crying.

Pop Princess

2,500 Followers Oneshot

Summary: The truth is revealed on the set of the reader’s new music video.

Prompt: “Don’t talk to me like I’m a god damn child.“

Pairing: bodyguard!Jensen x popstar!Reader

Requested by: @iwriteaboutdean

A/N: If you wanna know the scene Jensen is freaking out over, it’s from Christina Aguilera’s Not Myself Tonight. The parts at the end (starts 2:28 mark).


Jensen grits his teeth biting back a low growl, he can feel a dangerous rumble in his chest that’s threatening to escape. His fury filled eyes witness you greedily accept every seductive touch from your co-star Justyn.

Your bodyguard is fully aware that the sexual bullshit playing out before him is just acting. That it’s your job at the moment to portray a lustful, passionate relationship for the camera. Although it doesn’t lessen the strong urge of wanting to break your co-stars face.

Justyn’s grubby hands are grabbing and pulling you, his lips kissing and grazing you, his whole motherfucking body keeps touching you. To make matters worse, you’re donning sexy red lingerie that barely leaves anything to the imagination.

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McCall Pack x Reader

Requested by @calpalkenzie


“I dunno what’s wrong with her Scott, she’s acting like she’s nervous.” Stiles rubbing his hands together as he thought over catching you last night, he didn’t know what you were doing but you screamed at him for checking in on you like he normally did before he went to bed.

“Maybe she’s just out grown you tucking her in?” Scott offered, waving at one of their friends who had begged the entire pack to support them at the school’s talent show, Malia had been curious to the pack ended up agreeing.

“Scott, when there’s a thunder storm she gets in my bed and makes me call Derek!” Stiles sighed. “Also, have I told you that he never picks up but he seems to always tell when it’s her calling, even on my phone!”

“Well he did save her from getting eaten by me… Peter, Isaac, Boyd and Cora so she’s going to trust him I guess.” Scott chuckled but Stiles shook his head.

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“Archie”, gasping. “Archie”.

His head popped up from under the covers, both annoyed and breathless. Annoyed that he had to stop satisfying his girl and breathless, well the reason for that is obvious.

“What is it? Are you not feeling it like before?”. He propped himself up on his elbows, so he could see you better.

“No, it’s not that…I just swear I heard a car door shut or the jingling of keys”.

Archie and you weren’t meant to be seeing each other, let alone dating or fooling around in his bed. The biggest interference coming from your parents - or more so your father. He still saw you as his little girl, the one who used to dress up and beg him to let you set up tea parties around the house. But now, you weren’t a little girl. You were grown and able to decide for yourself on who to date. The lucky guy - Archie Andrews.

Archie didn’t think anything of it and brought his lips to your neck, mumbling. “It’s probably just the neighbours, just relax Y/N”. Closing your eyes to do just that, you pulled his hair, loving the sensation of Archie’s lips against your skin.

When you were finally able to block out all the unnecessary chatter coming from the streets, another noise broke you out of the peaceful state. Archie saw your distracted expression, and rolled over to the other side. “My dad’s out and your parents don’t even know you’re here. There is nothing to worry about”.

Another noise, this time it sounded much closer and more clear. The front door, as in Archie’s front door being opened. “Is that your dad? I thought you said he was away on a business trip?”. Glancing up at Archie. “His meant to be”, replying back.

Hiding underneath the covers you heard Archie chuckle, hitting him, he tried to pull the covers away but you firmly gripped them. “Hitting me down there is doing nothing but turning me on, Y/N”.

The door opened and Fred’s voice reverberated across the room.

“Archie, what are you still doing in bed?”. He checked his watched that was sitting comfortable on his right wrist.

"I was just about to get up, dad. What are you doing back so soon?”

“The trip finished early, I brought breakfast it’s downstairs if you want some”. Turning to leave, he spun back around. “Oh, and tell Y/N she’s welcome to join us”.

Peeking over the bed sheets, you shyly waved. “Morning, Mr Andrews”

“Please call me Fred, Y/N. Come on you two, we don’t want the food to get cold”
He left the door wide open and once Fred was out of earshot you turned to Archie, panicked.

“What if he tells my parents that I was here. Or worse what he tells them I was in bed with you!?”. Resting your back against the bed frame, Archie’s hand rubbed your inner thigh. "Y/N, my dad would never do that. His not the gossiping type, plus he has no problem with you and I dating”.

Watching Archie climb out of bed and put on a fresh pair of jeans and white t-shirt, he gathered your clothes and handed them too you. “Join me for breakfast?”. He grinned, making it impossible to resist his request.

Breakfast with the Archie men was far more laid back then you imagined it would be. Fred didn’t ask why you were in his son’s bed at 6:00am in the morning, or treat you any differently then all the other times you had brief conversations with him. He truly respected the relationship, unlike your father if he ever found out.

“I should be going. Thank you for the lovely breakfast, Mr Andrews…sorry Fred”. You placed the dirty plate in the sink.

“My pleasure, Y/N. You’re welcome here anytime and don’t worry I won’t say a thing to your parents. My lips are sealed”.

Smiling, you thanked him once more and let Archie walk you towards the door.

“See, what did I tell you? My dad would never gossip and he keeps his word”. He cockily smirked, loving the fact that he was right.

Kissing Archie on those perfect lips, his two hands firmly gripping your waist. “Yes, yes, you were right and I should of listened. I’ll come by later tonight if I can. God knows my parents are going to grill me for being out all night”.

Lowering your face, this sneaking around wasn’t ideal but it was necessary. He lifted your chin with his two fingers. “Text me if you need anything, okay”.

Nodding, you kissed him one more time. Not wanting to leave, but having no choice but too.

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Make me beg (smut)

Warning: Smut, teasing

Taehyung X Reader

Words: 1680

Based on this request.

A/N: I’m sorry I’m taking too long to answer the requests but school is taking all my time


Originally posted by btstaehyunged

“You want me to do what?” Taehyung chuckled at your request. You didn’t ask anything weird. Just one thing. You wanted him to beg. To beg for your touch. Beg for you. But of course he would reject it. He was always a dom. You were the one who always begged, who was always whimpering. You just wanted to see what it would look like for you to have him begging. To see what a Sub!Taehyung looked like.

 ”Come on, Tae. I just wanna feel what you feel” you complained, “I don’t want you to beg beg, I just… I don’t know, just please let’s try”.

 “I’m the dom here, baby. Deal with that. Besides, you feel pleasure however we fuck” he said. Asshole. You always tried new things with him, why couldn’t he just do this little favor?

 “Fuck, Taehyung, I’m not asking you anything impossible” you complained.

 “Y/N, I will never beg for your touch. You’re the one who will” he said. What an audacity. He said never?

 You couldn’t let that go. You had to make him beg. And you would.

 “Fine. If you will not beg for good, then go for bad” you said and rolled around to sleep.


Of course you wanted to fuck with him. Of course you wanted him. But after what he said that night, you would hold yourself back. And you knew that later or sooner, he would become horny. He still didn’t know what you were planning. But he would know.

 “Baby, are you in home?” Taehyung had just arrived from practice, of course he was tired, and if he didn’t want to sleep, he would want to make love to you.

 “I’m here” you called him from upstairs. You heard his steps getting closer till your bedroom’s door got opened. You were only on your - his- t-shirt and panties. He sighed at your sight and walked towards you. You got up and met him, hugging him and pecking him on his lips.

 “Hey, baby” you greeted him. He smiled down at you and placed his lips onto yours softly. You let him guide you onto the bed till your back hit the mattress and his weight was over you. Occasionally, the kiss became hungrier; you could already feel his erection growing against your clothed pussy. He were about to go further when you stopped him.

 You stood up and looked at him.

 “You’re not fucking me tonight. Not tomorrow. You’ll have what you want when you beg for it” you said. He chuckled as his eyes darkened and stood up. He walked towards you and you slowly walked back, his hands gripping your waist and pressing you against the wall. He leaned in and whispered on your ear.

 “Well, I think we won’t fuck for a few days, then” he said and got into the bathroom. Let’s see.


You were showering and when you got out and saw your naked body in front of the mirror, you had an idea. Taehyung was outside in your bedroom watching some TV, laying onto the bed. You were going to tease him. It was the perfect opportunity. You fixed your wet hair and got out from the bathroom, pretending not to see him. You walked towards the closet – that was beside the TV desk and started “looking” for your clothes. When you found it, you bent over to grab your panties and you accidentally let your towel fall from your body, exposing your butt for Taehyung. You could hear him muffling a choke. Well done.

 “Ah, I’m sorry” you said before grabbing the tower and getting back into the bathroom.


 It had been already 4 days since you and Taehyung had fucked and you were starting to think that that was ridiculous. You were getting horny. But you were not the one suffering, Taehyung was as well. Occasionally you could hear him jerking himself off in the bathroom when you were “sleeping”. When he arrived from the practice or something, he was always trying to make you change your mind and beg for him. But you weren’t making that easy for him too; you were teasing him as well. You made sure to kiss him all the time and touch his dick, or cuddle and rub your butt against his crotch. You’re strong, Y/N.


  “Why don’t you just give up and beg? You’re good at this. Come on, Y/N, you know you want it too. You know you want me to fuck this pretty pussy of yours” Taehyung said as he was playing kisses down your jawline, both of you laying onto the couch.  You pushed him away, but only to make him lay on his back and go over him, straddling his hips, making sure to rub against his clothed dick. You leaned in and kissed him, sucking his bottom lip and earning a moan from him.

 “You know you’re suffering as well” you whispered, licking his earlobe, “and this time you are the one who will beg” you said.

   Taehyung was on the practice and it had been one week since you last fucked. Shit, just forget it, Y/N. This is bullshit. One week without fucking? Huh. No you couldn’t give up. You would make him beg that day. You decided to go upstairs and get into your best lingerie. You did lay onto the bed and grabbed your cellphone, putting it on the front camera.

 “This is me thinking about you, baby” you whispered to the camera as it started recording. You bit your lip and started touching your boobs, squeezing it harshly the way he always did. You let out a low moan as you teased your own nipple under your bra, knowing it would make him crazy. You slowly lowered your hand till it reached your panties, circling your clothed clit. You closed your eyes in pleasure, imagining it was Taehyung’s hands. You managed to take off your panties and record it as well. Then, you did spread your legs and started fingering you easily, you were already wet. You placed the camera in a strategic point, letting the camera get all the sight of your pussy.

 When you were done, you sent it to him. This will be the end for him. Slowly, still on your bra and no panties, you fell asleep.

You woke up hearing the front door being loudly closed. You would have gone scared if you hadn’t heard his voice.

 “Y/N!” Taehyung screamed for you as his voice got closer. He opened the bedroom door, revealing an already shirtless-tae and eyes widening at the sight of your semi clothed body.

 “Fuck” he whispered and walked towards you, losing his pants on the way so he was only on his boxers.

 “What the fuck?” you gasped as he opened your legs apart and placed himself between your legs.

 “Do you have idea of what you did? I was erect all day! Because of you!” he screamed at you. Fucking hell. His eyes were full of lust, lust and lust.

 “Well… You can have all this… You just have to beg” you said teasingly.

  “Please, let me fuck you, I miss the feeling of your tight little cunt around my cock, I miss how you moan for me, I miss everything. Please just let me fuck you here and now, rough and fast” he whispered.

You had never ever seen him begging. Even more like that. You liked it. You got wet by the sec he said that.

 You got free from him and made him lay on his back.

 “I’ll give you what you want” you said and crashed your lips on his. His hands immediately found your butt, and you happily let him touch it. God you missed his touch so much. You traveled down, kissing his jawline and his neck, sucking his soft skin. He let out a low groan when your tongue made contact with his stomach. Your hands started massaging his inner thighs as your lips teased his clothed erect dick. He let out a low groan with your teasing. You took off his boxers, licking your lips when you saw his tip was dripping with pre-cum.

 “Do you want me to suck you, huh?” you asked.

 “Fuck, Y/N” he groaned. You pumped him a few times in a slow pace, soon leaned in and licked his tip. He wrapped his fingers on your hair and you slapped his hand.

 “No touching, baby” you said and spread his juice on his entire length. His head was almost purple, he was like a stone.

 “For god sakes, Y/N! Do something!” he complained. Fuck that was so hot. You took him into your mouth, letting your tongue touch all it could. He let out a loud moan at the feeling. That time, you let his fingers grab your hair, letting him control your speed. You managed to deep-throat him and gagged a little, but he liked it. He liked to hear you gagging around his cock.

 At determinate moment, you stopped sucking him, but only to take off your panties. You were fucking wet. You just wanted to get fucked already.  You laid on your back beside him.

 “Do me, Tae” you said. You had already got what you wanted, but nothing made you wet like him. He knew exactly where your spots were. He knew how to make you cum. And you were going to get it.

 He placed himself between your legs and pushed in, not letting you adjust. And you didn’t need to, you were soaked. He started thrusting in an already fast pace, pounding into you roughly. You fingernails started scratching his back, moaning loudly.

 “Fuck, Tae!” you screamed.

 “Did you miss it? You missed my cock? Fuck, you made me beg for it” he said between groans. Your walls started clenching around his dick, it hitting your g-spot in every thrust.

 It didn’t take long for you to cum, he followed you soon after.

  “I think I’ve to make you beg more often” you said.

Alive - Bruce Wayne x Reader (Smut so obviously NSFW)

Summary : The Batman died months ago…Or, did he ? 

I decided to indulge some of you who keep asking for more Bruce smut so…here’s more Bruce smut. With feelings though because I HATE writing things without any emotions. I’m not into just the filthy smut with no story..and now I surely hope that I was able to write emotions/feelings properly up. NSFW so if you’re not comfortable with those things DO NOT READ ! I’ve got plenty of stories that are totally not NSFW you can check out instead (link to my masterlist down below). Hope you’ll like it :

My masterlist blog : https://ella-ravenwood-archives.tumblr.com

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Your eyes were betraying you. 

No. 

Your brain was betraying you.

That was it, you had tipped over the edge of madness. You were definitely and irreversibly crazy. After months of grief and pain, it finally happened.

Because he couldn’t be there. You had wished for months and months for him to be by your side, and now, your own mind was playing trick on you. Because he could. Not. Be. There. No.

And yet…Yet why weren’t you the only one reacting to his sudden appearance ?

 Your children gasped, and Alfred made a loud sound of surprise. 

And why were Diana and Clark by his side ? If it was an hallucination, why would you see them with him ? Why would you hallucinate them too ? Especially since you still hadn’t forgive them for what they did…

Your oldest is the first one to launch himself towards him, and your boy’s body make a sound as he hits his father’s. A very real sound…You’re confused. 

Ho…how ? Bruce’s arms wrap around his son and…he does seem real.

For a second, you think maybe it’s a dream. One of many you had ever since Bruce’s death. Because this is all too good to be true. 

Because this is impossible. Because…Because you saw him die.

The memory of this awful moments comes flooding to you.

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You saw him died. Or rather, you saw him being swarmed by monsters on Apokolips. It was the same thing really. There was absolutely no chance he survived that day. Even less chances he survived that long. The many months.

It was all so blurry, your own mind shielding you from the trauma of loosing the love of your life. You couldn’t remember everything in details.  

Him having to stay behind to disarm a weapon that would wipe all life in the universe. Being the only one who could do it. 

Him begging Diana and Clark to drag you to safety, because he knew you would never leave him willingly…And, trying as best they could to ignore your screams of despair, they did get you safe and sound. 

It was the least they could do. They owed him that much. After all, he was sacrificing himself for the greater good. And though it cost them a lot to leave their best friends behind…They knew they weren’t any other solutions. 

If even the Batman, even the man that had a plan for everything, from A to Z, said : “this is our only chance”…then it was the only way. 

And as the portal to Apokolips was closing, and you were safe back in the Watchtower, the last vision you had of him was his smile to you. Him mouthing “I will always love you”, before a wave of creatures buried him under them. 

Your supplication to open the portal again broke all your friends from the League’s heart. And when J’onn told you it wasn’t possible, that Bruce made sure the entire thing would fry when the mission was done (for safety, so that they wouldn’t bring any of the nightmarish beasts that lived on Apokolips back with them), you lost your cool. Your lost all control. 

Your screams of pain still haunt them at night. 

They had to give you a sedative. And against their will, called your sons to pick you up. They had to tell them…And it’s with a broken and heavy heart that they brought you back home. Took care of you as you always did for them. Because you needed them. You needed their love. Their support. And they needed you. 

One of the central pillar that was holding this family was no more. 

Their father was dead. 

The love of your life was dead. 

Bruce…Was never coming back. 

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Ya Allah, I am weak and I have no power, while you are the One who is the Mightiest of all. I beg you for your infinite mercy. Please enable us to walk on the path that You love and make our journey in this dunya easy. Ameen

🔮🦄Straight outta Vengerberg🦄🔮 

I mean, ya gotta admit I’d make a good Yennefer for The Witcher TV series…. *hint hint* *nudge nudge* @netflix cast me!

Stay- Zach

Request: Hi! Could I request a Zach imagine?? Where the reader is invited to his party and he’s trying to win her over and asks her to stay the night and to prove it’s not in a sexual way he shuts down the whole party, sends everyone home immediately and watches Netflix her. Thanks!

Your welcome :) this inspired me so it’s a little longer than my usual posts.


 Stay - Zach

“Y/N!” You heard a deep voice call causing you to turn around to see none other than Zach Dempsey.

“I’ve been looking everywhere for you. I was wondering if you wanted to go to my party tonight.” He said sounding vaguely nervous. You couldn’t help but be shocked by the invite; you had only talked to him a handful of times, most of them about school. That and the fact that he had your number from a group assignment a week ago, and he could’ve just texted you.

“Uh yeah maybe. I’m going to be late for Physics but just text me the details.” You responded before racing off to class.

You spent the rest of the day wondering whether you should actually go and trying to figure out why he even invited you. You never were the party type, you didn’t hang out with any of his crowd, and you weren’t even remotely popular. Yet the minute you got home you were riffling through your closet trying to figure out what you could wear. Giving up you settled on a pair of distressed jeans and a lower cut shirt than you would usually wear, curled your hair, and decided not the change the makeup you wore to school in fear of looking like you were trying too hard.

Once you deemed it late enough you drove to the party trying to push away your nerves; it was just a high school party, so you knew you shouldn’t be nervous. Zach most likely didn’t mean anything by inviting you. He was just being polite. That’s all it was. When you pulled up to the house you were even more nervous; the house was surrounded by cars and you could hear music from nearly a block away. You found a parking spot and made your way to the door trying to keep your cool as best as possible. The door was wide open and you could see a crowd of people inside so you made your way in and to the kitchen where you made a weird concoction of bear and soda, mostly just soda.

“You made it.” Zach said walking into the kitchen behind you, having to speak extra loudly over the music. He leaned against the counter watching you as you poured your drink.

“Figured I better do the high school party thing sometime.” You only half joked while smiling up at him.

“Trust me you don’t miss much by not going,” he paused, “but I have to say I’m glad you’re here.”

You didn’t have time to wonder what he meant and decided not to worry about thinking so much, “Surprisingly, I am too.”

“You know I don’t think I’ve ever had this long of a conversation with you that wasn’t about school.” He admitted.

“Oh yeah? How’s this new experience treating you?” You asked taking a sip of your drink.

“Well, let’s just say I’ve hoping this happens a lot more often.” He responded then paused for a few seconds, “you should stay tonight. I want to get to know you.”

Your face went cold, you knew exactly what ‘get to know you’ meant in the mind of a teenage boy, “No, I’m going to go outside. It’s too loud in here.”

You tried to talk past him but his voice stopped you, “Wait Y/N, I didn’t mean it like that. Please just stay, and I promise I won’t try anything. I really just want to actually talk to you and get to know you.”

With most guys you wouldn’t believe them but the sad puppy look on his face stopped you. When Justin walked into the kitchen Zach stopped him.

“Hey, get everyone out of here.” He told Justin in a stern face.

“What? Dude it just started.” He said rolling his eyes at his friend.

“Just tell them someone called the cops. Get everyone out of here now. Look I’ll owe you one.” Zach responded begging his friend who sighed and walked back out to the party. You could hear him yelling about the cops and how everyone needed to leave.

“Why did you do that?” You asked looking up at him.

“This way we can watch movies or something in the living room.” He paused and rubbed the back of his neck, “I know if I brought you upstairs to my room you’d be uncomfortable and think I’m trying something.”

You smiled at him, finally believing he was sincere, “Okay, I’ll stay.”

here in the grass with you

Fandom: Haikyuu!!

Pairing: Kagehina

Words: 4,690

Tags: One-Shot, Porn Without Plot, Porn With Feelings, Fighting, Blowjob, Minor Character Death (It’s not anyone we know from the cast, it’s Tobio’s old judo teacher, don’t worry lol)


Kageyama punched Hinata in the face, then whirled around and kicked him in the ribs, sending him flying onto his back. Hinata landed with an oof, then a snarl, and he sprang back up. He dashed in close, raised his arm to block Kageyama’s left hook, jabbed in with his own slug right to Kageyama’s belly. Body shot. Kageyama gasped, groaned, rolled away from the hit. He danced on the balls of his feet, bounced side to side, arms raised around his head. He narrowed his eyes at Hinata, murderous intent pouring from him. Hinata looked back at him with just as much wild, manic energy.

    “Okay, everyone! That’s enough for today. Wrap it up!”

    Kageyama and Hinata relaxed at once, lowering their fists. They took off their padded sparring helmets and gloves, bowed to each other, then bowed with the rest of their judo class to the teacher at the front of the room. “Thank you, sensei!” the students called.

    The teacher dismissed them, then took her bag and left. Kageyama and some others gathered at one end of the room, chatting in low voices. A few of them were complimenting Kageyama’s skills, and he accepted the compliments with silent gratitude, a little awkward around the others. Some of the students in the class with him were younger, but most were a few years older, some even full grown adults. They praised aspects of his sparring like his sturdiness and strength. He just thought he’d been too stiff.

    “Oi, Kageyama.”

    Kageyama’s face clouded, and the room stilled. The people talking to Kageyama went quiet. He looked up from his bag.

    Hinata Shoyou stood over him, bag already slung over his shoulder. His gi hung open at the front, his arms crossed over his bare chest. He was breathing hard, beads of sweat glinting on his forehead. Kageyama stared at him coolly, hoping his own perspiration wasn’t obvious. Around them, a small crowd of the other students silently gathered. He ignored them. He had eyes only for Hinata.

    “When are you going to beat me for real, Kageyama?”

    A muffled chorus of oohhs came from the younger students, and the older adults chuckled.

    But then Kageyama dropped his bag and stood to his full height, his legs planted firmly, fists clenched, shoulders broad and hunched with power, and the snickering laughs choked off. Most of them had never sparred with Kageyama Tobio before. Most weren’t good enough. Most were too afraid. Only one ever sparred with him, the only one Kageyama bothered to pair with. Hinata. But the rest of them still recognized the power in his body, the latent strength lurking in his muscles that, when he took his stance, radiated from him like an aura of death.

     Everyone instinctively backed away. Only Hinata still stood in front of him, arms crossed, staring straight up at him, unfazed by Kageyama’s height or strength. To him, they were only obstacles. Something to climb. Kageyama’s lip curled.

    “I can beat you anytime you’d like, dumbass,” Kageyama said, planting his hands on his hips, casual as could be. All his awkwardness was gone. Everyone knew of the rivalry between these two. It seemed like Hinata was the only person Kageyama could talk to without any anxiety, but was also the only person Kageyama strove the most to best in every single lesson.

    “How about right now, Bakayama?” Hinata’s face was flushed, and his eyes gleamed. Kageyama knew the others couldn’t see it, couldn’t detect the subtle shift, but he could. Hinata’s entire body practically vibrated with an energy that wanted release. Kageyama hated to admit it, but his stamina was nothing compared to Hinata’s. How he could keep going was beyond understanding.

    But if Hinata wanted to fight, who was Kageyama to say no?

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Mutual Destruction - Jeff Atkins x Reader // Part Two

Part One | Part Three>

A/N: I really hope this lives up to expectations guys! Apologies if it doesn’t quite and i’ll see how it goes concerning a part three.

Playlist (optional):
Weak When Ur Around - Blackbear
Bloodfeather - Highly Suspect

“I should’ve listened to Jeff!” Monty spat at Y/N. Quite the crowd was beginning to form around the two of them at the lockers.

“Jeff, huh? And what did he say about me?” She smirked.

“You’d break my heart. Or, in so many words.” He looked at her despairingly. His jaw clenched.

“Jeff’s a smart guy.”

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A few nights ago; Rosie’s Diner

The atmosphere was cheery and bright, almost as though she really had been transported back to the superficiality of a commercialized 50′s diner. Except the place had been refurbished a little. Dim lights, oversized clocks with touchy hands and artificial grins. She knew the place well, but something of it haunted her tonight. Maybe it was the way the Jukebox laughed at her for the memories she’d had here. The memories shared with one Zachary Dempsey, who she’d begged to put coins in the Jukebox, and who’d picked the ever appropriate ‘A Teenager In Love - Dion & The Belmonts’.

A loud cough from Montgomery de la Cruz, who was now sat across from her, broke her from those thoughts.

“Cruz. I was beginning to think you were a no-show.” She looked up through her painted lashes at the freckled boy before her. He looked good. Really good. Possibly even better than he had the day she had approached him. It reminded her why he was even here.

“You think I’d stand you up?” He scoffed, eyeing her up.

“I wasn’t sure…” Y/N stirred her milkshake absentmindedly.

“Guess you don’t know what kinda guy I am.” He smirked. He’d regret saying that, she thought. Because she did know, and knowing how he was, and what she was doing, would almost make her a little guilty, if she tapped into her emotions.

—–

Although she didn’t want to admit it to herself, she’d had a good night. Monty was funny, and surprisingly sweet, not to mention those devilish good-looks. So she’d decided to take the plunge and take a little Montgomery. His lips were unexpectedly smooth, moving against hers with obvious hunger. Her arms fell loosely around his neck and his gripped her ass tightly. When they broke apart, both were breathing heavily and smiling to themselves.

“Wow.” Monty panted.

“Wow.” She repeated.

“When I asked you out, I wasn’t really expecting a yes.” He revealed. She chuckled.

“Honestly, I’m not sure I was, either.” She revealed, tracing his jawline with her index finger.

Monty didn’t always quite understand the way she spoke to him, but he made the mistake of liking that about her. And he made the mistake of starting to like her. Monty wasn’t big on mistakes, but this was a BIG mistake. The baseball player liked to think he was a player player- he was wrong about that too. He ended up getting too involved and getting burned. Jeff always helped him, but he knew that Monty wished he was more like Jeff.

—–

Monday’s number one priority was avoiding Montgomery until she had decided where she wanted this to go. She still wondered what flavour girl baseball players were into, but would be lying if she said Monty wasn’t a bit of a liability.

If she was being completely honest with herself, Monty’s friendship with Zach was a driving factor in this escapade. She wanted to hurt him the way that he had hurt her, not really caring who else got hurt on the way.

She saw Jeff Atkins on the way to her first period, wondering what it would be like to tutor him. He was with a group of guys, messing around and laughing, and she thought he was probably just as she imagined.

—–

“How’d it go man?” Jeff brought his bat down to his side to meet Monty.

“Yeah, really good I think.” Grinned Monty.

“Really?” Jeff attempted to hide his surprise, but to no avail.

“Yeah, she was really into me.” Monty was determined.

“Have you spoken since?” Jeff brought the bat back up, wanting to avoid his friend’s eye contact. His eyes always told the truth.

“She said she’d call me.” He shrugged, leaning against Jeff’s batting cage.

“And has she?” Jeff cleared his throat.

“Well…it’s only been a few days.” He shuffled his feet a little.

“Huh.”

“She does like me, I’ll prove it to you.” Monty’s anger came through in his voice.

“Go ahead.” Jeff hit the incoming ball with force.

—–

Something she kept to herself, was the amount she visited the school’s library, so she knew the inside out of it. She was a little early for her lunch revision session with Jeff. The table in the very corner called to her, and she set up her psychology things, ready to tutor. She still wasn’t entirely sure how this boy could really need a tutor in psychology, but the extra credit wouldn’t go unappreciated. Just as she was putting her glasses on, Jeff slid into the seat opposite her.

“Hey, Y/N, I’m Jeff.” He reached out his hand for her to shake, which she did, but laughed at his introduction.

“I know who you are, Jeff, your reputation precedes you. I couldn’t count the number of home runs you’d had, literally and metaphorically.” She casually noted as she passed him a red pen.

“Well you’re not shy, are you.” He raised his eyebrows at her forwardness.

“Or maybe I am, It’s all to do with psychology.” She tapped her brain demonstratively.

“That was a clever change of subject.” He chuckled.

“So, exactly how bad are you at psychology?”

Y/N and Jeff spent the next 30 minutes in complete concentration on what she was teaching him, he listened with intent and asked questions when he needed to. This was a surprise to her, because she had assumed Jeff was failing because he didn’t care enough to try, and that he was too busy with his other ventures. She started to think that maybe she had been wrong about him.

It was common knowledge that Jeff Atkins was a bit of a womanizer, and she had noted to stay away from that trouble, she much preferred to create her own.

Out of the corner of her glasses, she noticed a familiar figure coming her way.

“Hey…you never called me back…” Monty played with his bag strap nervously, coming up to the head of the table she and Jeff were sat at. Monty was shocked by Jeff’s presence, but it was too late to turn back now.

“I know.” Her voice was cool and detached. It shot Montgomery right in the chest.

“But I thought-” He faltered.

“What? That I owed you something?” She scoffed.

“Well I mean-” Monty continued to stutter, clearly feeling uncomfortable discussing this here.

“I think it might be best if you leave, dude, we’re studying right now.” Jeff piped up, calm and collected. He gave him a pressed smile, something in his eyes saying; we’ll talk later, which struck with Monty, and he left.

“Thanks. Let’s carry on.” She motioned to the textbook and smiled sweetly, hoping Jeff would ignore what had transpired. But, of course he didn’t.

“So you didn’t call him?” He smirked knowingly. “Could’ve picked someone easier, L/N.”

She remained stoic for a few moments, before looking up at him; “Where’s the fun in that?”

“Touche.” He flashed his bright teeth, before seeming to remember something. “But Monty, he’s-”

“Delicate.”

“Yeah.”

“So was little Lacie King. She was distraught when she realized she wasn’t so special anymore.” She pouted, mocking sad.

“So that’s how you wanna play, L/N?” He crossed his arms over his broad chest.

Her shit-eating grin said; bring it on, Atkins.

Something Different | Jeff Atkins x Reader

Originally posted by sadiaxxstylesxxstiles


Warning: smut

Requested

A/N: Dear Readers, I apologize for any delays of my writing- since I am moving houses it is quite difficult to focus on any stories at the moment, your patience is kindly noted. Thank you. xx

- The Egyptian cotton sheets felt like heaven against my bare skin, another heavenly feeling were his hands caressing my thigh as he kissed me with passion and pure love.

He stood in front of me, bare back and bare chested- I couldn’t help but admire every inch of his skin in sight, all of his figure and flaws that were perfection to me, his lips parted as he stared down at my body and I gazed upon him hungrily as I undressed him with my eyes.

I took in every detail to his appearance; his roughed up hair, his beautiful blue eyes that might seem brown certain times, his plumped up lips, his sharp jawline and not to even mention his bulking biceps and muscular physique but what really caught my full attention were his shorts that hung loosely around his torso whilst revealing his V line and the surface to his intimate part were slightly visible; I could tell he wasn’t wearing boxers underneath his shorts.

“Are you going to sit there and gawk?” His voice deepening and he gained my attention as my eyes shifted from his crotch area to his eyes, those wonderful eyes. I bit my lip in response and I saw how his face turned from amused to lustful.

“You know what that does to me” he gestures over to my teeth gripping my bottom lip.

“I do.” I cockily responded and repeated my action once more.

“Cocky huh?” He raises an eyebrow.

I felt his huge hands wrap around my ankle and he pulled me closer to his body only to flip me around so that my bare ass were in full sight to him.

“I’m giving you one chance to apologize for being cocky” his tone sounding serious.

Instead I just giggled at the fact that he was trying to be dominant. I felt a sting on my backside as the palm of his hands were met with my skin causing a loud clap to echo through our bedroom.

“Apologize” he spoke through gritted teeth. “Sorry Mr. Atkins.”

I giggled in between those words, mostly because I felt a little awkward. “Now was that so hard?” He smirked and stood up once again but this time he walked away without another word.

So he’s really gonna play hard to get? I will not cave although he’s looking extremely hot. I must admit I am aroused by his sudden want to dominate but I will play the same game and see who wins.

“I will not touch you until you beg me to.” He whispered in a deep tone which caused chills to run up and down my spine.

“I have never seen this side of you before but I must let you know that you are the one who needs to beg for it” a smirk tugged on my lips as we made eye contact for what felt like forever.

I’ve attempted to seduce him but it seems that I’ve been failing; I tried to touch his sweet spots but only to find him pulling away instead of giving in, I’ve tried grinding up against him but failed to get him to react and I’ve also tried to strip for him but it only strived him to play hard to get even more.

At this point I was very aroused and not in the mood for games anymore and so I gave him what he wanted.

I am lost; he’s not playing fair.

“Please,” I whisper.

“Please what?” His expression seemed calm.

“Touch me.” My voice shaky.

“Where, baby?” He smirked He’s extremely close, his scent was intoxicating as I reached to grab his hand but he seemed to have taken a step back from me.

“No, no” he chides

“What?” My eyes wide and alarmed

“No” he spoke those words once more

“Not at all?” The sound of longing could not be repressed from my voice.

All I earned from him was a smile and a faint chuckle. I took a step toward him, and he steps back, holding up his hands in defense, but his smile lingered on his plump lips.

“Shall we have dinner” he spoke up.

“Sure” I rolled my eyes and I know he noticed for the way his jaw clenched and released.

He had decided to cook for tonight because I was in no mood to do so. I watched as his biceps flexed with the flip of our steaks being cooked, I admired the sweat glistening and sliding down his abs and making their way down to the waist band of his shorts while the sweat stains the fabric, I watched him with intensive care as he chopped up the veggies and watching how his hands were skilled with any utensils or any object. I bit my lip in frustration to his rejection to fuck.

“What’s for dessert after?” He asked whilst wiping away the bids of sweating gliding down his forehead and neck.

“Vanilla ice-cream.. like the way you are in bed” I muttered the last part under my breath and made it barely audible so I was the only one who could hear it but I was very wrong, seemed like he head my snide remark.

“Oh. Is that so?” He laughed a devilish laugh.

I have a feeling wrenching deep in the pit of my stomach that I will be paying for my comment later. We ate our dinner silently without a conversation, I was a bit upset with him but also I had nothing to say.

He broke our silence “Well?” He asks.

“Well what?” My lips parted to take slow breaths.

“Ready for dessert?” He smirked and I had an idea of what might happen.

“Indeed I am” I responded.

He took the carton of vanilla ice-cream and grabbed only one spoon as he gestured over to our shared bedroom. I made sure to grab the champagne as I followed behind him, my body bare, the only visible fabric held against my skin were my bra and laced underwear.

“What now?” I asked curious to know what he had planned in his vicious little mind.

I saw him lick his lips as he stepped closer toward me until his scent made its way into my nostrils, I loved his musty scent - was always a a turn on.

“Kiss me” I whisper

“Where?” He smiled

“You know where” I whimpered

“Where?”

I felt embarrassed to tell him the part I ached for him the most and all I could manage to do was point towards the apex of my thighs, and he had a wicked grin spread across his face.

“With pleasure” he smirked

I closed my eyes with absolute arousal as he kissed me and unleashed his talented tongue. I groaned and fist my hand into his smooth hair. He did not stop, I could feel his tongue circling around my clit, driving me completely insane. “Jeff, please,” I begged- I know I caved and I begged him.

The feeling was overwhelming as I stood up, I felt my legs giving up to the feeling that tied up into my stomach- I know I was close and I don’t think I would have the strength to cum whilst standing up.

“Please what?”

“Fuck me.” I panted.

As soon as those words left my mouth, I noticed how his pupils had dilated and the lust was prominent in his eyes- I knew what was about to come. He did not stop his sweet , exquisite torture. I moaned very loud, as usual.

“Jeff… . Please” I begged once more. He stood up and gazed upon me and his lips glistened with the evidence of my extreme arousal.

“Undress me” he spoke as he wiped away my arousal.

I dropped to my knees and kneeled before him as I undid the button of his shorts and pulled down his zipper in one quick motion, I couldn’t contain my eagerness as his shorts were sliding down his legs and he stepped out of them. I peeked up at him through my lashes and he was staring down at me. I grabbed his, now, free member and squeezed him tightly- pushing my hands up and down his shaft. He groans and tenses, and his breath hisses through gritted teeth. With care I brought my lips closer to his tip and gave it a soft kiss before letting him slide into my mouth and suck- hard. He tastes good.

“Mmm… Gently, baby.” He grabs a fistful of my hair, and I push him deeper into my mouth, pressing my lips together as much as I can, sheathing my teeth as sucking hard. I peeked once more and noticed his head tossed back in pleasure, his breathing became uneven and his lips parted.

“Fuck,” he hisses.

His godlike moan had an effect on me as I felt my arousal grow with every sound and profanities that escaped his lips. Soon enough my lips became to cramp up and so I stopped my actions and noticed how disappointed he seemed.

“Take off your bra,” he orders.

I sit up and do as I am told- I am enjoying his dominant side today. I was pushed onto the bed as he spread my legs and stood up to gaze down at me, I paid attention to his every move- he licked his lips once again as he took the carton of ice-cream and the spoon in the other hand as he scrapped up some of the frozen vanilla milk and scooped it up as he brought it between my thighs and spread the ice-cream on my clit. The coldness felt awkward against my crotch but I shrugged it off.

“Pain can sometimes inflict pleasure” he smirked Scooping more of the ice-cream as he made dollops on each side of my nipples, I tossed my head back in pleasure as I felt him lick dessert off my body and I couldn’t have felt more aroused in my entire life.

I brought the champagne up to my lips and gulped down a few as I watched him eat me. “I want you inside me” my voice shaky and cracking as I attempted to speak with the pleasure coursing throughout my body.

“Mmmm” he murmurs between eating me out.

He pulls away and hovers above me, my legs already spread. His eyes never left mine as he sinks inside me with a deliciously, yet torturing slow pace. I close my eyes, relishing the fullness. His pace was slow and yet he was slamming deep and rough inside me, my toes curled up in excitement that left me wanting more. I could feel every movement, I could feel his thickness and I could feel his every length as he buried himself inside of me. Instinctively tilting my pelvis to meet his, I groaned at the friction of him slamming against my clit, sending me to a whole other dimension. My fingers found their way to his silken unruly hair, and he moved slowly and roughly inside of me.

“God. . Faster, Jeff, faster.” I let out in between moans. He gazes down at me in triumph as if he was waiting for those words to leave my lips as he kisses me hard and then really starts to move- a punishing and relentless pace that drove me over the edge and closer to my orgasm. The constant attention to my sweet spot had caused my clit to become sensitive and so with every thrust of his skin meeting my clit had sent me to climax. He sets a pounding rhythm as my legs tenses beneath him.

“You want to cum baby?” He gasps My response were heavy and loud moans that couldn’t stop escaping my mouth.

“Cum on my dick baby” His words are my undoing, and I explode, amazingly, mind-numbingly, and he follows as he called out my name.

“Oh fuck Y/N!”

He collapses on top of me, his head buried in my neck as our breathing had started to even itself.

Unexpected (Ethan x Reader)

Requested : Yes, by the wonderful @kissdolan, thank you so much for requesting this

Summary : Ethan is chasing after a beautiful model until he notices her average, photographer friend. 

Word Count : 2665

Warnings : Fluff, very cute Ethan


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• my beloved goddess

nonnie requested: Pls will u do something for savitar!barry x reader? Hes kinda sexy despite being called pizza face by cisco. Anyway something with reader is the only person this version of barry care about cuz reader stand by his side while everyone turn away from him in d future. Make it angst pls. Thanks.

A/N: Ah I laughed when Cisco called him, ‘pizza face’ and other things like I’m so proud of my son giving sass. This obviously contains a bit of spoilers from the finale episode of The Flash so be warned if you haven’t watched. I thought it was going to be all good despite one of my faves dying in the place for Iris and then Barry leaving. Damn it Grant, you ripped my heart out with feels. Ships are closed for the time being and as always requests are open unless stated otherwise by me!

Originally posted by rawrfreak

                             Relationship(s): Savitar/Reader, Barry Allen/Iris West, Barry Allen & Reader (unrequited love)

“Y/N. .Y/N, I need my goddess to wake from her beauty sleep.” That oddly familiar voice ringing through your ears as you slowly blinked from your slumber. Your E/C eyes blinked more to adjust from the dark surroundings as you looked around to the source of the voice until they met Barry’s- no that didn’t look like Barry. Least the one who knew, the left side of his face looked burned with as his grin only seemed to grow bigger at the sight of you awake. “Good morning Y/N. My, my I could never forget how beautiful you are. What’s the matter Y/N? You don’t recognize the man who calls you his equal, but yet it hasn’t happened yet. Heh, guess I could use you against Barry. Won’t that be fun my goddess hm?”

You squint in disbelief as you tried crawling backwards but bumped into something as you looked to see what it was. Your eyes widen in fear, this was Savitar—the time remnant of Barry as depicted from the armor you bumped into. You remember the speedster telling you to be careful out there after you left S.T.A.R labs earlier that day to get a break from all the mess since it you’ve gotten so stressed. “G-Goddess? I’m sorry S-Savitar but I don’t b-belong to anyone, I have no idea what y-you speak of. I-I though you ha-ated everyone since t-they turned their b-back on you.” You studdered through your words as the time remnant only kept his sadist grin as he crouched down to you where you were on the ground.

“Oh I do hate everyone Y/N but not you, my sweet Y/N. You see while everyone else turned their back on me, you didn’t. You stayed and refused to leave my side no matter how much they called me, a monster. A monster Y/N and have the nerve to call you one too! But no you stayed and before we both fell in love with each other, I let you be my goddess. I intend on that still happening but first we need to get rid of this Barry Allen. Join me Y/N, join me and I will give anything you could ever wished for. All you need to do is accept.” Savitar offers his pale hand to you, “We can rule side by side and have to world begging for mercy on their knees. Including the ones who hurt and bullied you for being different.” He chuckles darkly while waiting for you to accept as you looked at the male beside you.

For long as you remembered you were bullied for being, well being you. You didn’t care about the feminine things like makeup and dressing up for boys. You were mocked and laughed at because you loved science and mathematics, even having the stereotypical nerd look with thick glasses, braces, and bad acne. However you blossomed into a beautiful women today, still wearing glasses although sometimes using contacts and no more metal on your teeth with acne cleared up. All those memories came back to you when Savitar spoke as your fists clenched, no you were to be nice and submissive right? No you were tired of being considered weak as you looked back up to the time remnant before clasping your hand with his, after all you could have anything right? “I accept your offer Savitar as long as you stay true to your word.” You say as he pulled you and him up on your feet as he looked at your hand before you.

“Oh don’t worry Y/N, I fully intend on keeping it as long as you help me get Barry Allen.”

                   [ time skip; WARNING SPOILERS UP AHEAD ]

“Y/N please come back, he’s messing with your mind!” The scarlet speedster yelled out as you were by Savitar without his armor that Barry had vibrated and broke. Needless to say, Team Flash was a bit shocked to see you beside the other. You looked different from the last time they saw you, from wearing dark F/C clothing as you grinned that could match Savitar’s. “Y/N please. Don’t do this to yourself!”

You shook your head, “No I made up my mind Flash. I’m tired of feeling like I’m supposed to be weak and feel worthless, do you have any idea how many people hurt me? Do you know how many I cried myself to sleep?” You lashed back as you leaned your head on Savitar’s shoulders. “I’m happy being Savitar’s goddess. After all he says he’d given me anything as long as I help stop you besides you all turned your back on him and me.” You say with a snarl as everyone looked shocked from what you were saying as you kept your gaze at Barry.

“Awe see? That’s my girl, she’s not as cute and innocent as you thought huh?” Savitar says as he pressed a kiss on your forehead. “I like this version of her.”

Barry was furious as went to attack on Savitar from you as the time remnant hit the ground hard from his blow. “You tried to use her against us, it’s not going to work Savitar. Give it up because you are no god.” He says as Savitar laughed before receiving another blow from Barry, the other slumping onto the ground before looking at you before you pushed the red clad hero aside for Savitar. Barry went to check on the others, hopefully maybe they could talk sense into you.

“No, no, no. Savitar come on, wake up for me.” You say as you bend down to check on him and stroke his face before his eyes snapped open. It made you give a sudden jump of surprise. He looked at you smiled before giving you a small kiss and saying he’ll be back. You watched as what happened next would be the last you’d see of Savitar.

The time remnant counterpart went to take an attack on his present self before a loud bang from a gun rang throughout. Savitar took a step backwards before collapsing as your eyes followed Barry’s, it was Iris. She had shot the one you fell in love with as you quickly ran to Savitar but it was too late as you began to shatter from existence. It was the Barry that loved you because you could never have the Barry who was engaged to Iris.

“Y/N!” You heard someone cry out but ignored it as all the love of your heart was now gone just like Savitar was.

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silveramoebasquid said: I was going to ask that on anon but you know whatever that works too thanks tumblr

i;m laughing why are you like this also yes