the warmth in your eyes

hey, brown eyed people: I know you aren’t the readily described. No writer can match a gem to your hues, you’re seen as boring, uninteresting. But let me tell you. your eyes are fertile earth, the ploughed fields, rich and sustaining. Your eyes are rings of ancient trees, wise and profound. your eyes are swirling chocolate comfort on a cold day, radiating warmth, so soothing. Your eyes are nature at her most beautiful. Be proud of your peepers.

You say I am the best you’ve ever had, but neither of us care to admit I am also the best you’ll never be able to keep. I am a furious, windstruck storm of a human being, with passion bordering on madness and romanticism bordering on obsession. My kisses are the only part of myself your lips can fathom, and your hands cannot even touch my body without your fingers staining from all the storms that rage within me.
You seem to love the type of women whose eyes are serene and bright as the summer days they spend with you, who are beautiful and competent in the ways the world is only to happy to accept. They love with lukewarm tenderness and just a hint of arrogance only a life of privilege can bring- they hurt you, perhaps, but never amaze you, and the height of their unpredictability will end in a drunk car ride home that tastes almost as common as the whiskey you drink to forget them. But forgotten they will soon become, and there are many, many, women who will share the shade of their eyes and the nature of their well contained laughs. They will take months from you, tears from you, and sobriety from you temporarily, but never anything deeper. You do not understand the ways, then, in which women like me love. I will take the speck of honey brown from your eyes, the warmth of your skin, and the movement of your hips and hold them closer than you pull me, for I do not know what it means to feel without completion. To love, to feel, to touch without giving all of myself is a foreign concept I have no desire to become acquainted with, and I am sorry, but the only compensation I accept is everything you cannot give in fear it will destroy you. I will love you with all I have to offer, all of my madness and wild hair and sweet laughter and crooked teeth, and while there could be paradise between us, I offer no promises about what we will take from each other. Does that frighten you? It should. The truth is I am as full of destruction as I am affection.
You crave the sensation of me on top of you, but you do not understand me. Do not be fooled by the kindness in my eyes or the softness of my skin- I am a multitude of miraculous tragedies dressed in art. And as much as I want to love you and spread the deepest parts of myself over you like the tides on a coastal shore, I know you cannot love me in the way I demand to be loved. You are too accustomed to the idea of affection with no lasting consequence, and so you cannot possibly have enough to give without leaving me at least partly empty. I am someone full of presence, and any absence you leave will leave me bare.
—  ap (7.17) I do not know what it means to love with mercy
Dirty Minded Cap*

Pairing Steve Rogers x Reader
Rating: Explicit - 18+ only
Prompt: Hi there! I loved resolution! Can I request one where the reader usually wears contacts, but runs out and wears her glasses and Steve realizes he has a thing for the naughty librarian look? Total smut. (requested by @ballerinafairyprincess)
Word Count: 2.1k
Genre: NSFW/SMUT
Warnings: Oral sex (female receiving) and unprotected sex. [Sex is safer with a wrapper. Use condoms, folks.]
Author’s Note: I don’t take requests for the moment, but this one has been sent to me after I’ve started posting on this blog, so I thought I could write it and I actually like the prompt. Hope you like it too, though. xx

    You dragged your feet to the kitchen of the Avengers compound, setting a pile of files and books on the counter. Sighing, you reached for the coffee pot and poured yourself a mug. You hummed a long soft moan as you swallowed the hot drink and you leaned against the fridge, looking down and drinking until a certain famous Russian redhead came in.

    “I didn’t know you wore glasses,” Natasha smiled and she poured herself a cup of coffee.

    “I woke up late and I didn’t have time to put in contacts.” You whined, clinging to the rest of the steaming hot liquid and you breathed it in.

    “You know what they say about men loving women wearing glasses,” she obviously quipped and you rolled your eyes playfully.

    “Yeah, of course. Everybody likes the nerd, right?” You chuckled and Steve walked in, joining Natasha behind the counter. “Hi, Steve,” you greeted, watching as his body tensed up when he heard your voice.

    “Y/N,” his smile faded away as he noticed the device perching on the top of the bridge of your nose. “Glasses? You told me you hate them.”

    “I do, but I had no choice. Nat will explain… Sorry, guys, I’ve got a lot of work waiting,” you took back your papers, walking past him with a smile. “See you later, Captain.”

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    The signs hugging

    Aries: Pounds your back to make sure you know how intense their love is

    Taurus: Perfectly aligns hearts and holds you tight. A powerful warmth begins to spread through your body. Your eyes well up. A single tear threatens to fall. Then the hug breaks, and the moment is over.

    Gemini: Asks first: “Do you need a hug?” Wraps arms around you, holds tight for a sec, then slaps your back in a brolike fashion and awkwardly breaks apart to avoid seeming too touchy-feely

    Cancer: Gives and takes hugs in equal measure. Soft, gentle, and warm. Why hugs were invented

    Leo: Casual hugs all the time, no biggie

    Virgo: Getting a hug from them is like getting a hug from God; you can’t believe you made it to this moment, you must have done something right

    Libra: hugs who they want to hug plus EVERYONE ELSE just to be fair so it doesn’t look like they’re showing favoritism or anything

    Scorpio: *checks pockets*

    Sagittarius: Short hugs, touch-and-go, like they’re about to catch a flight out of the country. Are they vacationing, or on the run? Will you ever see them again? No one knows

    Capricorn: You have just sealed a pact of friendship forever, expect them a call from them at 8 pm on a Wednesday night 20 years from now to catch up like you just saw each other yesterday

    Aquarius: “I’m not a hugger”

    Pisces: Probably initiated the hug

    these memes are based on the very lovely blog affectionsuggestion

    ‘  all i want to do is kiss you breathless  &  watch as your eyes light up when i tell you that you’re my universe.  ’
    ‘  concept:  just you  &  me,  driving away from the city.  the windows are down  &  the cold air feels amazing.  our songs are playing  &  we couldn’t be more in love.  ’
    ‘  concept:  we are together  &  nothing in the world can bring us down.  ’
    ‘  concept:  we listen to showtunes in bed while we eat chinese food under a blanket.  ’
    ‘  even when i’m not thinking about you,  i’m still kinda thinking about you.  ’
    ‘  every time we talk,  every time we touch,  i feel more  &  more in love with you.  ’
    ‘  everything  –  every single thing  –  reminds me of you.  ’
    ‘  hearing  ‘ i love you ’  from your side of the bed late at night makes my heart feel like it’s bursting with tiny,  happy spring flowers.  ’
    ‘  i can’t stop kissing you  &  i can’t stop thinking about kissing you.  ’
    ‘  i can’t stop thinking about you.  i just want to kiss you,  again  &  again  &  again  &  again.  ’
    ‘  i can’t wait for the next time i get to kiss you.  ’
    ‘  i can’t wait to have hundreds of adventures with you.  ’
    ‘  i can’t wait to raise a dog with you.  ’
    ‘  i can’t wait to see you again.  it’s only a matter of time before we embrace  &  i feel at home once more.  ’
    ‘  i can’t wait until we’re in the same country,  in the same city,  in the same bed  &  under the same blanket.  ’
    ‘  i daydream about how your fingers would feel if they were intertwined with mine right now.  ’
    ‘  i didn’t believe in soulmates until i met you.  ’
    ‘  i don’t want better.  i want you.  ’
    ‘  i feel like i could lie wrapped in your arms,  staring at the sky for centuries  &  need nothing else.  ’
    ‘  i had a dream that we kissed last night.  ’
    ‘  i just need to be in a meadow right now on a warm day,  with you,  the smell of grass  &  flowers around us.  ’
    ‘  i just want to be sitting in the sun with you,  not knowing whether the warmth i feel is the pleasant sun or your soft smile warming my heart.   ’
    ‘  i just want to make gingerbread houses with you around christmas.  ’
    ‘  i just want to wake up in your arms every day.  ’
    ‘  i just want you close to me.  ’
    ‘  i just want you to sleep well  &  be happy.  ’
    ‘  i love everything about you.  ’
    ‘  i love how our legs feel entangled with each other.  i crave that feeling.  ’
    ‘  i miss you all the time.  i’m never sure how i feel,  but i know i always want you around.  ’
    ‘  i miss your soft touch against my skin.  ’
    ‘  i need your arms  &  legs around me,  surrounded by your warmth,  holding me tight,  with no intention of letting me go.  ’
    ‘  i often wake up thinking about you.  ’
    ‘  i stay up until 11:11 every night just to wish you were here with me.  ’
    ‘  i think you’re my favorite person in the world right now.  ’
    ‘  i want nothing but to make good memories with you.  ’
    ‘  i want to be your past,  present,  &  future.  ’
    ‘  i want to dance with you while you sing all your favorite songs,   looking lovingly into my eyes  &  meaning every beautiful lyric you sing to me.  ’
    ‘  i want to fill a hundred photo albums with memories of adventures with you.  ’
    ‘  i want to kiss every single spot on your body that you’re insecure of.  ’
    ‘  i want to kiss you each morning  &  each night.  ’
    ‘  i want to laugh with you  &  hold your cold hands.  ’
    ‘  i want to make a home with you.  the kind of home that lets you feel the love inside of it when you walk in.  it’ll be a safe place for us  &  the people we let into it.  ’
    ‘  i want to make chocolate mousse with you  &  then we can eat it together.  ’
    ‘  i want to see a whole world of different sunsets with you.  ’
    ‘  i want to take a walk in the snow with you.  ’
    ‘  i want us to share all of our excitement together.  ’
    ‘  i want you to kiss me  &  hold me close while telling me everything is going to be okay.  ’
    ‘  i wish you’d just kiss me.  ’
    ‘  i would rather listen to your silence when i’m with you than any kind of music on this world.  ’
    ‘  if i could gather all the stars in the sky  &  give them to you i would  ’
    ‘  if there’s a day where i don’t tell you i love you,  there’s a day i’m not living.  ’
    ‘  in my eyes,  you’re a king.  ’
    ‘  in my eyes,  you’re a queen.  ’
    ‘  it’s been years now.  despite everything,  we are alive  &  we are together  &  we are okay.  ’
    ‘  i’d love to snuggle up to you when you want affection most.  ’
    ‘  i’m happy you exist.  ’
    ‘  i’m so blessed to have met you.  you’ve already got me longing to be in your company constantly.  ’
    ‘  i’m so glad i keep you in my life.  your eyes,  your hugs,  you lips,  your words,  &  your smile keep me going every day.  ’
    ‘  just the sight of your beautiful smile or the way you say hello is enough to make even my darkest days a little brighter.  ’
    ‘  just you in my harms,   laying on my chest;  it’s just us being us  &  i think we are simply meant to be.  ’
    ‘  lay on your stomach as i give you sweet kisses on your back  &  neck while i’m feeling your love tingling in my body.  ’
    ‘  let’s fight the right wingers  &  make the world a better place.  ’
    ‘  let’s go somewhere quiet  &  just be together.  ’
    ‘  let’s see everything together…   the whole world.  ’
    ‘  let’s sit in the forest together,  the particles in the air reflecting sunlight reminding me of the brightness in your eyes.  ’
    ‘  my love for you makes me want to be strong for you.  ’
    ‘  now i know the meaning of  ‘ i wouldn’t change you for the world. ’  ’
    ‘  now i understand why all my other relationships didn’t work out:  i am meant to be with you.  ’
    ‘  now it’s back to counting down the days until i get to feel free again,  until i get to be in your arms again,  until i get to see your radiance face-to-face again.  ’
    ‘  nowhere feels as safe as being in your arms.  ’
    ‘  one day i won’t be scared to say i love you.  ’
    ‘  one day we’ll do everything we dream about together.  ’
    ‘  seeing your eyes in the morning sunlight  &  feeling the warmth of your gaze brings upon me makes me realize i’m in love.   ’
    ‘  tell me about the things you’re passionate about.  tell me every detail about your favorite things.  i don’t care if it takes all day,  i love you  &  i love to hear you be happy  &  excited about things.  ’
    ‘  the thought of your voice  &  the softness of your smile keeps me going when we can’t be together.  i hope you understand you’ve given me a lot of faith  &  happiness when i thought it’d be impossible,  when i thought i didn’t deserve it.  ’
    ‘  the way you look at me makes me feel like i’m the most beautiful goddess in the universe.  ’
    ‘  there’s nothing i want more than to stay under blankets with you  &  curl up in your lap.  ’
    ‘  thinking of you makes me think that maybe it’ll all be okay.  ’
    ‘  we’ll celebrate holidays together  &  make our own traditions.  ’
    ‘  when i think about you my heart feels funny.  ’
    ‘  when i’m with you,  i get a feeling like coming home after a long time away.  ’
    ‘  whether you’re blossoming or struggling,  i’ll stay with you.  i’ll keep on loving you.  ’
    ‘  you are endlessly,  implausibly fascinating.  ’
    ‘  you are like hot chocolate,  you make my insides warm.  ’
    ‘  you are more beautiful than my favorite songs.  ’
    ‘  you fascinate me.  ’
    ‘  you make me feel safe.  ’
    ‘  you make me feel how i never thought i could.  ’
    ‘  you make me understand lyrics to cheesy love songs.  ’
    ‘  you make my heart feel light as a feather yet heavy as bricks all at once.  ’
    ‘  you,  my dear,  have the voice of an angel.  ’
    ‘  your  ‘ i love you ’  has turned into my favorite lullaby.  ’
    ‘  your arms are home to me.  ’
    ‘  your eyes make me think about stormy skies in a different way,  your smile makes me blush just thinking about it  &  i think i am totally in love with you.  ’
    ‘  your hands are my favorite hands to touch  &  to hold.  ’
    ‘  your hands are so warm  &  your hair is so soft  &  i want to touch you forever  &  ever.  ’
    ‘  your love for me reminds me to love myself.  ’
    ‘  your smile is the most beautiful sight on this earth.  ’
    ‘  you’re the highlight of my day.  ’
    ‘  you’re the only person who can make me feel this way.  ’

    Sweet Dreams 💦

    Originally posted by bigbadroman

    Pairing: Billy x Reader

    Request: Billy Smut with doggy style.

    Summary: Billy sneaks into your room after an argument with his dad.

    Warnings: Smut, visuals. NSFW.

    Authors Note: I’ve never done one with visuals before so I hope this is okay! I’m sorry I haven’t been posting as much lately, life got a little busy but I’m still here and can’t wait to write all the request you guys have sent in. 💕💕

    Tagged For: @yoinkpeter - @samuel-maurice455 - @total-fucktrash

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    away from the sun

    soulmate au 

    pairing: taehyung | reader
    genre: fluff and soft angst
    word count: 20.409
    warnings: none
    author’s note: this story involved a whole lot of research involving many topics (read on if you want to find out hehe). I tried to represent them in the best way I could, but there are probably a few inaccuracies, so I apologize in advance for that. anyway, this is just another long plot with a bit of cheese on the side. please enjoy :) 


    Once every five years, when the June solstice arrives and graces the sky with the midnight sun, a comet dashes by.

    It is more than just a blinking light that moves at an unhinged speed. According to what you’ve heard, it looks like it stills in the middle of the vastness of space, and its tail flickers and shimmies in long tendrils of vibrant colors full of meaning — a subtle force that speaks to the humans who look up to the stars and set their eyes on the glowing meteorite, unique but just as intense for every single gaze. It speaks of soulmates and fate, of heavy truths and indelible bonds.

    Each person sees a different pool of colors. You’ve heard more than a thousand stories, of people who saw the colors of the fireplace and others who were seized by the soothing hues of woodland during dawn. You’ve read about colors that go from the red blush of a beach beneath the sunset to the ivory traces of a wintry hill covered in thick snow. The colors do not give them the name of their soulmates, but once they find their other half, they will see those rich tones reflected in their lover’s eyes.

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    Alluring Tune | m

    Pairing: Yoongi x reader
    Genre: Fluff, a lot of smut
    Warnings: Mature content
    Word Count: 4.5K

    His voice was almost a whisper, warm breath hitting the shell of your ear. And the heat coupled with the slow, savory movements of his fingers overtop the thin fabric had an almost numbing effect, your mind drawing a blank as you enter an intoxicating haze.

    “I thought there was no punishment?” you manage to say, swallowing back the moans that threatened to escape.
    “This is a demonstration baby, not a punishment.”

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    Obligated

    Author: @knockknocksoosthere as a part of the Bound series with @kpopfanfictrash and @bread-jinie

    Creative Content Contributor: @baebae-goodnight (her mood boards are amazing - like all the damn time)

    Rating: M - explicit sex, cursing, drinking

    Word Count: 6k

    Summary:  Married by obligation, weighed down by circumstance. Except for those nights when you’re both drunk, falling into bed with one another and realizing you’re human. Occasionally this happens, occasionally you fuck. Until your life changes and you realize Namjoon, the very man you’re obligated to, might just be the very man that you crave.


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    Without 🛋️

    A/N: This piece is very long and has taken me a long time to write for several reasons. But I hope this is what these lovely people hoped for when they sent in their requests (x x x)! Love you all and I hope you have a great day :)

    Harry had always been in awe of you.  

    From the moment he had you in his life, his heart had been filled with your gentle compassion. He had admired your instinctive kindness, personally witnessing the way you’d give a piece of your heart to everyone in your life. “Being kind is all that I can give” he’d hear you say and it breaks him just a little when he watches your smile falter for a fraction of a second, before you arch your eyes and nod your head slightly towards him in reassurance. You’re doing it again, he gathers, putting up a front to satisfy the people around you. Making sure they remained lost in their pursuit of happiness while you’re left alone to pick up your own shattered pieces.

    Harry had regretted that night the most. The first, of many, where your heart felt particularly heavy as you smiled and whispered “I’m fine” to his concerned eyes. The silk of your dress clumped at your shoulders as you walked away from him then, away from a night of celebrating your recent promotion at work and into a cab to nurse your friend that had gulped too much tequila to shove away his own misfortunate thoughts.

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    I'm Not Your Toy: Part Two

    A/N: Welp this is seven thousand words of pretty much pure smut. Like literally. Enjoy.

    Word Count: 7k+

    Warnings: NSFW. Ooey Gooey smut. Vaginal fingering, tit worship, rough/loving sex.

    Summary: You’d supported Steve and his decision to not kill Bucky. Fuck, you even supported Steve when he’d literally started a war over Bucky. Done jail time for him. But you what you couldn’t manage to do for the life of you, for the love of Steve, was get along with Bucky. Especially when he managed to make you blush every time you were in the same room as the man

    💛💛💛

    Everythings a little bit of a…blur.

    The strong dose Percocet had kicked in and turned your mind into slow moving mush. You clearly remember inviting Bucky to bed with you, and him crawling in next to you, but leaving enough space between the two of you so that your bodies didn’t touch. He was being so careful, so aware of you. So good to you. Even though you knew he was just as exhausted- mentally and physically, as you were from the mission.

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    “Why don’t you tell me I’m pretty?” Elain said.

    Azriel looked up from his book. She was standing in the doorway to the library—frustrated, unsure.

    “You never tell me I’m pretty. You never compliment my dresses or the style of my hair.” She crossed to him, hands fisted in the skirts of her cobalt dress. “Why not? Why don’t you give me compliments like the other males?”

    Azriel blinked and put down his book. “Because… because compliments are just words, and you don’t need words.” He stood and walked until they were an arm’s length apart. His voice was soft, low. “When you feared for your life, I gave you a knife so you could defend yourself. When you were lost, I asked you to teach me to garden so you would have purpose, and a place. When you were too sad to move or speak, I sat with you so you’d know you were not alone. And when you are happy I am content to sit in silence, to watch and to be, and to not waste those moments with silly observations about your appearance.”

    He took a step toward her. And than another.

    Her breath grew heavy the closer he got. When at last they shared breath, she whispered, “And what if I w-wanted silly observations?”

    He stroked a knuckle down her cheek, to trace her jaw. She stilled, the world so quiet she measured the moments by the pounding of her heart.

    “Then I would tell you that no ode to your beauty could ever do justice, and it would not have driven Truth-teller into the Hybern king’s neck.”

    He stroked that knuckle down the line of her throat, to the neckline of the dress, trailing it over the tops of her breasts.

    “I would tell you that pretty words about how the color of your cobalt dress brings out the warmth in your eyes would not have helped ground you in a new life nor give you purpose.”

    He twirled a golden curl around his finger, then slowly tucked it behind her ear.

    “I would tell you that nothing could be gained from knowing how a loose curl, hanging near your neck, drives me mad beyond belief with wanting—to touch, to taste—because it would not have gotten you out of bed all those months ago, nor made you feel any less alone.”

    He leaned in and every ounce of focus went to what he might do next, where he might touch her next. The entire world balanced on a razor’s edge… his hand found the side of her face and he leaned in. She stopped breathing.

    “And I would tell you that I have been in love with you, Elain Archeron, for a very, very long time.”

    Azriel gently pressed his lips to hers. It was quiet and strong and light—a silken caress. And it was a beginning of something she had no words to describe.

    More than anything, more than fireworks and late nights and starry eyes and kisses, I want the warmth of your soul. I want lazy Sundays in bed with you, clean sheets and coffee and that particular smell of golden light streaming through an open window. I want lightning and thunder outside, and you, holding me closely with your skin on mine and your indigo and bronze flecked eyes in front of mine. I want springtime and blossoms and you holding my hand, your golden skin mixed with the cream of mine. I want the kindness and love that flows out of you when you move and laugh and smile. My darling; I want you.
    —  j.f // excerpts of stories I will never write • I can feel your touch as I’m writing this, my love
    Cloak of the Sun

    A simple spell of protection and confidence

    Originally posted by theworldisworthagif

    You’ll need a sunny day and very basic visualization skills. (I myself am terrible at visualization, but this spell uses external sensations to support you. It’s visualization easy mode.) Optionally, a pin or a pendant, especially one that hangs at about collarbone level, can be used as a “cloak clasp”.

    • Stand in direct sunlight, facing away from the Sun.
    • Close your eyes and feel the warmth on your back. Focus on its power. This is the source of all life on Earth. With it you can do anything.
    • Visualize this power as a covering garment. Mine tends to be glittering gold; yours might be red fire, or white light, or a shimmer in all the colors of a sunset. Make it your own.
    • Draw the cloak over your shoulders to meet in front, and over your head like a hood. Be enveloped in its power. Burn away anything that might do you harm.
    • If you’re using a “clasp”, put it on now. Imagine pinning the cloak to it, to keep it in place. This provides a tangible reminder of the cloak’s presence, and I find it helps to maintain it and to remake it next time.

    It’s amazing how much better I feel after a day with my cloak on!

    Cheap Thrills (reader x Bucky Oneshot)

    Characters: reader, Natasha, Sam, Clint, Tony, Bucky, OC Mark. 

    Summary: A bet within the Avengers becomes a battle of the sexes, with you at the center of it. Who will be victorious and could it somehow help you snag the man of your dreams? 

    Song Inspiration: Cheap Thrills by Sia

    Warnings: drinking, sexist behavior? Mild violence mentioned, very subtle mention of sexy times. 

    Word Count: 3.3k

    A/N: This was supposed to be a short one, but eh. I’ve been living in the land of heavy angst with You are My Heaven and intense stress in my real life so when this fun, fluffy idea popped up, I ran with it. I’m working on a lot of other stuff so be patient, please! As always, I appreciate your feedback. Love each and every one of you!! 

    Masterlist

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    Originally posted by luvinchris

    “Uh uh. No way.”

    “It’s true, trust me.”

    “You wanna bet?” Clint challenged the redhead across the table from him.

    Natasha leaned forward and held his gaze, not an ounce of doubt in her demeanor. “Absolutely.”

    It was too early in the morning for this childish banter, you thought from your seated position at the far end of the long kitchen table. You slumped forward, dipping the tea bag in and out of the steaming mug of liquid before you, then setting it on the small saucer beside it. Wrapping your hands around the cup’s warmth, your eyes unfocused as you continued to tune out the blathering of your teammates. The only other person in the room paying them no mind was Bucky, who was slouched in a cozy chair, thoroughly engrossed in a book.

    “Now wait a minute,” a third voice joined the argument, “If we’re gonna do this, we gotta level the playing field a little. Nat could do this in her sleep. We need someone a little more…down to earth. How about Y/N?” Sam gestured toward you.

    Blinking a few times, you finally broke out of your stupor. “Hey! I was only half listening to your stupidity, but I think I’m offended.”

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    Do you want to play with us?

    Originally posted by litourgiya

    Pairing: IvarxReaderxHvitserk
    Rating: Explicit
    Words: 8,587
    Tagging: @inthenameofodin @tiyetiye @rockyrascal

    Warning: Smut, threesome, cursing, hair pulling, rough sex, spitting, spanking, orgasm denial/delayed, being tied up and blindfolded. (I suck at warning tags so if you think one needs to be added, please tell me.)

    Notes: My first threesome and let me tell you it was hard to write! First time writing Hvitserk too, I hope it went well. Sorry for the length, I don’t know how this monstrosity ended with so many words but I hope it’s worth it. Thank you for your advice concerning it. Ivar and Hvitserk love each other in this (take notes Hirst). Again, sorry for any mistakes! Enjoy, sisters! 


    King Ivar and his great army advanced through England quite easily, pillaging and killing every single person that stood on their way. Today was a great day for the King; he had won the ultimate battle that raged for almost four months. He had slaughtered the entire royal family without a second thought and had taken the praised crown of York. Soon, the news would spread, giving Ivar the fame he craved, the fame he deserved. For he was the most brutal yet the most worthy man you ever met. The kind of man you dreamt of but never could admit it out loud. It didn’t help that he was unfairly attractive. So attractive that even Balder, the most beautiful god in Asgard, would be jealous. 

    You tried to fight the attraction you had for him but you couldn’t fight the feelings you felt in his presence. You couldn’t deny the wetness between your legs every time he roared one of his clever speeches, perched proudly upon his throne or his chariot. You couldn’t deny the dreams you had. Him above you, taking whatever he wanted from your willing and helpless body.

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    Angel in the Darkness pt.5

    Originally posted by aestheticvbts

    Summary: After a patient urgently pleads you to go and help a friend of his, you naively agree to it. Little did you know, that you would get more than what you agreed to, when he leads you to a brothel, to help a dangerous prostitute named Jeon Jungkook.

    Pairing: Jungkook x Reader (ft. Jin, but not romantically)

    Genre: Smut (M), angst, mafia!au, prostitution!au

    A/N:This is a dark and filthy story! Graphic descriptions of sex (masturbating, etc), heavy dom/sub undertones, drug use, vulgar language use……(alot of smut comes in later) This is a mature read! You have been warned!

    part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 6 



    The bright sunlight behind the curtains, stirs you awake from your deep sleep. There’s a faint smile stretched upon your lips, as you feel as if you’ve had one of the best naps in the longest of times. Your eyes are still closed shut as you try to flex your stiff muscles; only you can’t.

    As soon as you tried to lift your arms, you hit something very hard and muscular. Huh? That’s weird. You can also feel that your legs are entangled, and something wrapped around your waist.

    You didn’t mind the feeling, as you were still too tired to process things, and because it brought great warmth, but then you heard it; a faint grunt. Your eyes instantly shoot open, and you blush hard when you realize you’re wrapped up into Jungkook.

    His face is mere centimeters away from yours, and his eyes are still closed shut, indicating he’s still asleep. You can feel his hot breath, gently tickling your red face, as his hair is all over. You peer downwards and see that his left arm is securely wrapped around your waist, as both of you were laying down on your sides. His long, thick legs were clumsily tangled with yours, and you were finding it hard to breathe since you were so close to him.

    OH MY GOD! WHAT HAPPENED LAST NIGHT?!?!

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    GREY AREA. (M) | 01

    And just like that, your fate was sealed - because Min Yoongi was absolutely going to destroy you. But hell if you weren’t going to let him, or bask happily in the flames as he did so.

    And sadly, at the time, you didn’t think that your thoughts would become so literal.

    “and maybe sometimes we shout the things we never want to say, and whisper to ourselves all the things which our hearts want to hear.” - ma.c.a

    pairing: min yoongi x reader 
    warnings: mature, heavy angst
    genre: soulmate!au, slowburn
    words: 4,444
    chapter index



    And it starts like this:


    You’re standing in a party that one of the college fraternities is throwing, music blaring through a pair of speakers so loudly, that the voice of the singer comes out in a buzz. You feel your heart jump with the rhythm leaking into the room. You’re standing in the foyer of the large house, the room filled with too many people to be considered comfortable, bodies bump into you every few seconds, but you can’t find it within you to care.


    You watch and laugh as Hoseok, one of your friend’s, does a keg stand. Two boys you don’t recognize, and you’re sure neither Hoseok or Taehyung do either, holding each one of his legs upwards. A number of people have huddled around to cheer him on, screaming out a chorus of, “Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!”


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