the way he leans in before running

— off limits | 01 (m)

pairing— kim seokjin x reader
genre/warnings— smut, dirty talk, dom! Jin, just dirty, dirty sex that my heart can’t take
words— 11,158

:: summary— you’ve been lusting after your brother’s best friend for a while now, ever since you met him at a house party, flirting it up a storm as you failed to realise who the other was. That was months ago now and things are still awkward, but you can’t ignore the sexual tension that’s simmers between the two of you…and it keeps getting worse…

 » 01 :: 02 :: 03 :: 04 :: 05 :: 06 :: 07 ::

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Harry knew you were the one, he knew the moment he saw you standing there in one of his t shirts and a pair of shorts in his kitchen making a cup of tea that he was going to marry you. When he told the lads they poked fun at him for calling you his “soulmate” when he had only known you a few short months. He couldn’t fight the feeling he got in the pit of his tummy when you’d turn and smile at him, he couldn’t help the heat that would rise to his cheeks when you’d catch him staring at you and he just couldn’t shake the feeling of pure happiness he felt when you’d turn and snuggle closer to him in your sleep.

He knew he had to tell you how he was feeling, his problem was he didn’t exactly know how to go about telling you just how deeply in love with you he was. He didn’t know if it was something he should make a romantic dinner for or if he could simply state it over a cup of coffee in the morning before the two of you went your separate ways to work. He knew that if he didn’t tell you soon he was sure just going to let it slip out at the total wrong moment.

When he walked into the bedroom and saw you sitting at the end of the bed slipping off your heels he thought that now would be as good a time as any. You had just gotten home from a dinner with your friends, something that always led to you getting home later than normal and a bit more cuddly. He smiled as he leaned against the doorway and watched you fall back onto the bed as you let out a soft sigh.

“Ya wanna know somethin H?” Your voice was a bit muffled as you flopped over onto your tummy and turned your head to look at him. You propped your head up on your hands as your elbows dug into the soft comforter that was on the bed. Harry just raised an eyebrow at you causing you to giggle.

“What’s on your mind love?” His voice was soft and sweet as always, it was like music to your ears making you just grin at him. You couldn’t have looked more perfect to Harry than you did in that very moment. Your hair was falling around your face as your eyes had a shine to them as they looked into his, your smile was causing your dimple to show and you just looked so blissful as you laid on the bed the two of you shared.

“You’re it for me ya know?” Harry felt his heart start to beat faster as you just shrugged a little as you continued to just stare at him. “Like I’m probably gonna marry you.” And just like that Harry felt like the weight of the world was lifted off his chest, he couldn’t fight the grin that took over his face as he walked towards his slightly tipsy girlfriend.

“Ya gonna marry me?” He asked and you just nodded your head as you flopped back over onto your back causing Harry to just laugh as he sat down next to you. “Wouldn’t mind that.” He added in a whisper as you scooted closer to him so you could rest your head in his lap.

“Love you.” Harry just smiled as he began to run his fingers through your hair, soon your eyes were fluttering closed as Harry leaned down and placed a sweet kiss to your forehead.

“You’re my soulmate petal, love you more than I’m ever gonna love anyone.” He knew you heard him by the way your mouth formed a small smile. “You’re it for me.” He leaned down and kissed the corner of your mouth before he slowly moved your head from his lap.

He slowly moved you up so your head was now on your pillow, he tucked you into bed and placed a quick kiss to the top of your head before turning the lamp off that was on your nightstand. When he finally made his way into the bed he couldn’t help but take this time to truly look at you. His bedside lamp was the only light in the room and your sleeping body just looked perfect in his eyes, he was quite pleased with the fact the two of you were on the same page when it came to your future. He was more relaxed knowing you felt the same, you truly were his soulmate and he was yours and together the two of you could handle whatever life was going to throw at you.

Oh Sehun//Fast Lane

Summary: You finally find out how your big cousin earns her money - she’s the flag girl for the illegal street races in your neighborhood, and now she’s dragging you along. And that’s where you meet the Hawaii-shirt wearing, orange-headed Oh Sehun, ace street racer and smartass.
Scenario: street racer!au 
Word Count: 6,337

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DeanCas Coda to 13x04: The Big Empty

Unsurprisingly, the thrill of being on Earth fades after two days of relentless walking, bumming rides, and begging for bus money. Not that Castiel can’t appreciate the sunshine and flowers and corporeality of it all… but about one minute after standing up and taking in the warmth and smells and feel of the world around him, his thoughts immediately turned to the Winchesters. To Jack.

To Dean.

It’s Dean specifically whose name runs on a loop in his mind; whose memories have Castiel’s heart stuttering and blood racing in his veins. By the time he’s walking up to the Bunker door, Cas’s palms are slick with sweat and he’s exhausted despite his Grace, anxiety clawing under his skin. He re-adjusts his new coat and tie about fifteen times, and attempts to flatten his hair into some kind of order. He stares at the door for a good five minutes before gathering enough courage to knock.

It’s Dean who answers.

He’s thinner than the last time Castiel saw him, with dark bruises under his eyes and a paleness lurking beneath his skin that is frightening. He looks haggard, and defeated, and despite all of that Cas is still made breathless. Because he is standing in the doorway whole. Because they are both whole, and living. 

“Give it a rest, Mia. I ain’t buyin’ what you’re selling.”

The door is closed in his face.

It’s amazing, how one sentence can break a person. But no matter. Castiel  knows, logically, that Dean think’s he’s dead. Four days ago, he wouldn’t have been wrong. So, pushing those pesky, unrealistic fantasies of a romantic reunion aside, he swallows thickly, and knocks again. 

Dean answers with a glare this time. “Look, I get that we helped you, but following us all the way out here is just friggin’ creepy, okay?! And invasive! So leave us the hell alone before I decide to do something I regret.” Scoffing, he gives Castiel a cursory look up and down before shaking his head. “Some shifter you are,” he mutters. “You even got his clothes wrong.”

“Dean, wait.”

“I’m really not in the mood right now, okay? So just—”

“Dean, it’s me.”

Dean pauses. Shakes his head. Pauses again.

“You can test me,” Castiel says. “In fact, I insist. But don’t—don’t close the door again. Please, I just—it’s me. I swear it’s me.”

Green eyes play across his face, but if he’s searching for duplicity, he’ll find none. Staring back, Cas waits for Dean to come to a decision, finally muttering a “wait here”, before closing the door for a second time. Left alone, Cas feels his shoulders slump in relief. Dean will test him, and then he’ll know. He’ll know and Castiel will finally go home.

They do holy water first and iron first, saving silver for last. Even when both other tests have been completed, Dean hesitates at the third, looking at Cas’s big blue eyes and biting his lip. Castiel rolls up his sleeve and holds out his arm. “Please,” he murmurs. 

Dean quickly slices the silver blade in a shallow cut on Cas’s forearm, watching with wide eyes when the skin easily knits back together. 

The knife drops to the ground with an almighty clang. 

Dean’s hand comes up to shakily cover his mouth as his eyes, red-rimmed and shining, remain trained on Castiel’s. “No,” he murmurs. “Uh uh, I’m dreaming. I’m—I burned you. I’ve finally cracked, I—”

“No,” Castiel urges. “It’s me. It’s Cas.”

“I know who you are, dumbass.” Tears spill onto freckled cheeks as a huffed laugh is startled out of Dean’s chest. His hands twitch at his sides. “It’s really you.”

“Yes.”

They’re hugging. Dean has launched himself at Castiel’s person, wrapping his arms around his shoulders and cradling the back of his head. His shoulders shake as he buries his face in Cas’s neck, and of his part, Castiel holds on as tightly as he can without causing harm. He blinks rapidly in an effort to dispel his own tears and leans heavily into the warmth that now surrounds him from what feels like all sides. 

“Cas,” Dean mumbles, his voice thin and watery. “Cas. Castiel. Cas.

“Dean.” Castiel doesn’t mean to turn his head, just as he doesn’t mean to lean in when Dean pulls back to see what’s happening. He does, however, mean to kiss Dean Winchester within an inch of his life when it becomes clear that this is a thing he’s permitted to do.

So he does it.

Castiel kisses Dean thoroughly. Methodically. Pressing little demonstrations of love to his mouth before deepening it to something wanton and wet. Cas’s heart tumbles against his ribcage, and his cheeks heat, and Dean runs a hand through his hair in a way that is so different from that creature in the empty that Castiel almost sobs anew. He kisses Dean with everything he is, and Dean whimpers. Freckled hands cup Cas’s cheeks.

From the war room, Sam holds Jack’s shoulder, keeping him in place. “Just… wait a sec, okay?“ he says, staring up at the pair pressed together on the threshold. “They need this.”

“They love each other,” Jack observes.

"Yeah,” Sam nods. Blinking rapidly, he looks at the child beside him and smiles. “They do.”

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just a bet

HEY HI WADDUP

so this is based LOOSELY on will and emma from the scream tv series. if you havent seen it, that doesnt matter bc like…. its not important

ANYWAY

THEY ARE SENIORS IN THIS

THAT MEANS THEY ARE 18!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

PLEASE DONT ATTACK ME FOR THIS BC THE ACTORS HAVE NO RELATION TO THE CHARACTER IM WRITING K THX

there won’t be nsfw but there are MENTIONS of it sooooo

YEAH

anyway enjoy ily all

summary: beverly bets richie he can’t get with the new kid, eddie, in under three months. richie disagrees

pairing: richie and eddie

words: 1870

part two, three, four, five


Everyone at Derry High School knew of the senior Richie Tozier. No matter who they were, what social group they were apart of, they all knew of the trashmouth. Every girl swooned over him and every gay (and possibly ‘not’ gay) guy would beg for his number. He was the ‘It’ guy in his high school and even the other high schools in the Derry school district. It was common knowledge that Richie was bi. Some people said it was fake and that he said it for more attention, but his real friends knew it wasn’t bullshit at all. 


Richie strode into the school building that Monday morning, casually sliding off his sunglasses and hooking them in his shirt. People in the hallways snuck glances at him, some even saying hello to him politely as he passed. He nodded in response, flashing them a smile. Richie approached his locker and opened it with ease, getting his few textbooks out. Despite being a ‘jock’, he still cared about his grades. 


“Hey, Rich, did you hear about the new kid?” Beverly asked casually, making her presence known. She leaned against the navy blue lockers, a small smile playing on her lips.

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Peaches and Cream (M)

Pairing: Jimin x Reader
Genre: Smut.
Word count: 2.3k

Part one: Sex Tape. Part two: Toys.

Summary: “Don’t you ever get tired?” You asked, referring to the last four times you’ve had sex today. “Nah baby, I’ll never get tired of you,” He cooed softly, taking one hand off the steering wheel and slowly trailing his fingers up the inside of your thigh.

Song: Peaches n Cream


“Jimin,” You playfully scolded, pushing his hand away from the passengers’ seat you were sitting in, “Stop it.”

It was your last night together and you were on your way to the airport to spend the last hour with him because he soon would be touring overseas in Europe for the first time. During your road trip to Incheon Airport, Jimin struggled to keep his eyes on the road in front of him and kept glancing at your bare legs.

He let out a chuckle and reached for you again, making you sigh dramatically as you thought about how you’ve been at it all day, until a couple of hours ago when you frantically helped him pack his stuff at the last possible minute.

“Don’t you ever get tired?” You asked, referring to the last four times you’ve had sex today.

“Nah baby, I’ll never get tired of you,” He cooed softly, taking one hand off the steering wheel and slowly trailing his fingers up the inside of your thigh.

“Oh and by the way,“ He began, glancing at you from the corner of his eye, not really paying attention to the road, “We didn’t make that second sex tape you promised.“

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Issues (Smut)

MASTERLIST

Request: Jeep sex and a good bit of fluff.

A/N: This is my first story in like 8392 years and I’m so put of practice so please bare with me because it’s not great. Also shoutout to Emily. You’re the real mvp. Feedback would be great. 

Originally posted by mxndxsimaginxs


Word count: 4,185

We were sitting in the jeep on the highway from Toronto back to Pickering and though we weren’t even half way yet, the drive seemed longer than usual.
Painfully longer. 

Though it was a rather warm summer day, I felt the chills run down my bare arms the soon as we got into the car. The pesky silence between us was smothering, suffocating really and made my entire body linger in the most uncomfortable way possible. 

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RFA+Saeran and V Receive a Valentines Day Card from MC

Yoosung

  • “Well this cute butt of mine has kept you around for five years now,” he chuckled from the couch. 
  • “It’s really a powerful thing,” you agreed and relaxed into the cushions. 
  • He leaned in closer. “Isn’t there anything else you like about me?” 
  • “Hmm…like what?” you teased and pretended like you couldn’t think of anything else. 
  • An arm slipped around your waist and pulled you down roughly. 
  • Yoosung hovered over you with a flare of passion to his eyes as he looked down at your body. 
  • Your heart beat accelerated in excitement. 
  • His hand slowly wandered up and down the side of your frame.
  • “I could think of a few things…” his deep voice made you shiver. 
  • “Maybe a few things…” you swallowed. 
  • Because I am obsessed with older Yoosung 

Zen

  • You two were laying in bed when you handed him the envelope 
  • He sat up and hugged you to his chest with on arm 
  • When he read it his smile spread so wide he chuckled 
  • “We’re so perfect for each other!” 
  • You giggled as he started kissing you all over and dragged you both back down onto the bed

Jaehee

  • A small smile broke out
  • She looked up with an eyebrow raised at you
  • You held up a copy of the Promiscuous Jalapeno 
  • “I am willing to watch this, because I love you.” 
  • Jaehee’s smile only grew. “Are you trying to seduce me?”
  • You winked. “Maybe~”

Jumin

  • You held up a bottle of red wine
  • “I’ve got wine and I’m not wearing any underwear,” you stated in a seductive tone. 
  • His eyes widened for a second and you could see his excitement 
  • He put down the card and pulled you close
  • “A woman after my own heart,” he smirked. 
  • You bit your lip. “Happy Valentines Day.”  ❤ 

Saeyoung

  • “Happy Valentines Day!” you exclaim and hand him the card. 
  • He takes it, “Well well well, I bet it’s about my ravenous looks right?”  
  • He starts to read a loud, “Things I will never do: Give you up. Let you down. Run around…” he grew silent as the rest sunk in. 
  • He threw the card and started to walk away to the bedroom. “NO! NO! I REFUSE!” you heard him yell. 
  •  “I can’t believe you Rick rolled me on Valentines Day!!!” he shouted. 
  • You were laughing hysterically. 
  • “And they say I’m the sadist?” he exclaimed. 
  • You were leaning against the couch trying to catch your breath. 
  • He stomped out of the room and right up to you. 
  • Before you knew what was happening he picked you up. 
  • “There’s no way you’re getting away with this!” he said and locked the bedroom door behind you two. 
  • Aw, young love. 

Saeran

  • You smiled so proud of yourself as you handed him the card and a pen. 
  • He handed it back to you
  • He had written no with a box next to it and checked it
  • You frowned. “Saeran! That’s not how this works!” you pouted. 
  • He patted your head. “I know,” he smirked. 
  • But your pouting face was so sexy he couldn’t resist 
  • “I’ll make it up to you…” he stated as he bent down to capture your lips. 

V

  • Imagine the card like this but also in braille 
  • He would blush and love how considerate it was
  • “I love you V,” you held his face in your hands. “I’ll kiss you and tell you how much every time you doubt it.” 
  • He covered your hands with his and smiled. 
  • And looked down at you with his bright blue eyes. 
  • “Than I’m the luckiest man in the world,” he replied.

BONUS: Vanderwood (by popular request) 

  • MC: *hopeful smile*   。◕‿◕。
  • Vanderwood: What is this?  ( ಠ_ಠ)
  • MC: A Valentines Day pun! \(^ω^\)
  • Vanderwood: Why? ( ಠ_ಠ)
  • MC: *making sad eyes like a seal* B-but, the bed.  \(◕︵◕\)
  • Vanderwood: Don’t you have work you need to do?   ┐(≖︿≖)
  • MC: *deflated* You’re right…  o(╥﹏╥)o
  • I’ll have to practice my Vanderwood writing…
;playing with fire (m)

pairing jeon jungkook x reader, college! jungkook
genre/warnings smut, explicit sexual descriptions, exhibitionist themes, slightly-sub! jungkook, switch themes, oral sex, face sitting
words 8,460

 :: summary jungkook seems to have a little crush on you, and no matter how much you try to ignore it, you seem to be losing your resolve with each passing day…

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Call Me Daddy

Summary: Phil asks Dan what his kink is, but Dan doesn’t feel so inclined to tell him.

Word Count: 3.1k

Genre: smut (specifically: daddy kink smut oh man)

happy birthday @mangothatismelancholy !! i know im a few hours early but i won’t have much time to post it tomorrow morning ahaha. i hope you like this and i hope i remembered correctly that daddy kink was your favorite (?). also i hope you have a great birthday dude!!! 

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being the middle wheeler child [headcanons]

Originally posted by stilinskikissme


Request: @xbarrjallenx said “can I please request a ‘being mike and nancy’s sister…’ head canon? thank you!“

Pairing: Mike Wheeler x Reader (platonic, family), Nancy Wheeler x Reader (platonic, family), Steve Harrington x Reader (oops it’s romantic)


this is so long and all over the place and i’m thinking of doing a steve story based on this headcanon. thoughts?


  • being a Wheeler has made your life…interesting.
  • to start, you’re the awkward middle child, three years older than Mike and a year younger than Nancy.
  • even though you’re closer in age to Nancy, you can’t help but feel closer to Mike.
  • you‘ve always been the one who watches over them during their campaigns, even joining in when you get bored of doing homework
  • (the whole party loves you)
  • ((in fact, Dustin, Lucas, and Will all have secret crushes on you but shh))
  • but of course you’re still pretty close with Nancy
  • I mean
  • who else are you gonna go to for advice?
  • and gossip?
  • she’s your role model.
  • surprisingly, you fit in with the popular crowd at school
  • which means that you catch the attention of King Steve fairly quickly.
  • you can’t help but fall for the big-haired dork
  • I mean, he hangs out with you a lot and he’s actually showing interest in you
  • just when you think he’s about to ask you out…
  • he goes after Nancy.
  • you can’t help but feel heartbroken
  • and Mike notices, so he tries to distract you, using D&D in order to keep your attention focused away from Steve & Nancy
  • when Will goes missing, things get worse
  • you thought Steve asking Nancy out hurt?
  • imagine losing someone who you’ve known all your life.
  • you go to the search party, tears in your eyes as you search for little Byers
  • when you don’t find anything, you sneak out with the boys
  • you’re just as surprised as they are when you find Eleven
  • you are the one who she trusts the most
  • you give her your old clothes and help the boys set up a small fort in your basement
  • this whole thing has definitely kept your mind off Steve
  • too bad Nancy has to ruin it and drag you to his house the next night.
  • the party is lame (in your opinion) but you just don’t want to see Steve and Nancy making out
  • so when Barb cuts herself, you jump at the chance to leave
  • you take Barb’s side in her argument with Nancy, causing Nancy to say some pretty mean stuff to you
  • (like, even Tommy and Carol are shocked)
  • ((so is Steve but he decides to stick with Nancy instead of you))
  • so you stand up straight and hold back your tears, following Barb outside..
  • …where you are both taken by the Demogorgon.

  • you wake up disoriented, not knowing where you are
  • you’re blinded by bright lights, and when your eyes adjust, you can’t help but smile.
  • sitting around you are Lucas, Dustin, Mike, and Will.
  • you shift around, trying to get comfortable
  • this automatically wakes up Mike, which wakes up Dustin, which wakes up Lucas, which wakes up Will
  • the four boys surround you in a hug before Mike sits up straight, grinning widely.
  • NANCY, SHE’S AWAKE!! (Y/N)’S AWAKE!!”
  • in stumbles Nancy, eyes red and swollen and hair all over the place
  • she lets out a sob as she throws herself on you, apologizing profusely as she realizes just how close she had come to losing you
  • you’re super confused for a few minutes before it all comes back to you
  • Eleven, Barb, Will, the place that the kids now call the “Upside Down”
  • your eyes widen as you look at Mike
  • please tell me no one is dead.”
  • Mike looks at Nancy, who looks right back at him
  • they speak in unison
  • El is gone”
  • “Barb is gone”
  • you look down slightly before getting up, making your way to the door before you feel your legs give out 
  • you begin to fall, feeling two sets of arms steady you
  • woah there kid. take it easy.”
  • it’s Jim Hopper, who you haven’t seen this sober in years. 
  • (Y/N) you’re awake!”
  • all of a sudden, you’re being embraced by someone and you can’t help but smile as you recognize the familiar scent of Farrah Fawcett Hairspray.

  • things are finally going back to normal
  • no Demogorgon and no Upside Down to worry about
  • but then Christmas comes along
  • and you wake up sick
  • your mom forces you to stay in bed, and you listen
  • until you end up in the bathroom, throwing up like crazy.
  • when you see the weird slug coming out of you, you calmly stand up, flush the toilet, and sprint all the way to the Byers household
  • you flinch slightly at Joyce’s smiling face, not wanting to ruin her day
  • you ask her permission to talk to Will and she agrees, knowing that you two are the only ones who understand each other.
  • Will admits that he’s experiencing the same things as you but makes you promise not to tell anyone.
  • you reluctantly agree and he smiles before hugging you.
  • I’m scared (Y/N)”
  • you can’t help but feel protective over Will but you can’t find it in you to lie to him and tell him it’ll all be alright.
  • so you settle for the truth
  • me too Will. me too.”
  • you reject Jonathan’s offer to drive you back home, and although Joyce is worried, she knows that you need the time to yourself.
  • you’re stopped on your way home by a honk
  • you look up slowly to see Steve Harrington leaning our the window of his car
  • hey Wheeler. what’s a pretty girl like you doing out here all alone?”
  • you scoff and roll your eyes before walking away, only for him to follow you up the road.
  • c’mon Wheeler. what’d I do?”
  • Steve eventually gets out of the car and catches up to you, grabbing your wrist and bringing you in, eyes widening when you start crying
  • he wraps you in his arms and carries you to his car before driving off
  • wanna talk about it?” he gently asks. you nod.
  • and so you spill everything
  • and by ‘everything’, I mean
  • e v e r y t h i n g
  • the vague things you remember from the Upside Down, admitting that you remember Barb dying. everything.
  • including your crush on him and your heartbreak over his relationship with Nancy
  • yet you keep your promise to Will, and don’t say a word about the slugs
  • Steve stares at you for a moment before grabbing your cheeks and leaning in
  • your eyes widen and just as his lips brush over yours,
  • you open the door and dart out of the car, running all the way home
  • you couldn’t kiss Steve. you couldn’t do that to Nancy.
  • you start to avoid Steve, even though he always tries to talk to you about it
  • you spend even more time with the kids, immersing yourself in Mike’s search for Eleven.

  • soon enough, it has been nearly a year since the events with the Upside Down
  • you find yourself struggling, visions of that place becoming more and more frequent
  • until it all culminates on Halloween
  • you get dragged to Tina’s party by Jonathan 
  • and you’re actually having fun, until Nancy and Steve get into their fight
  • Steve comes up to Jonathan, telling him to take Nancy home before turning to you
  • you stare at each other until Jonathan comes back, Nancy in his arms
  • you turn and walk away with Jonathan, grabbing his car keys in order to open the door for him
  • After placing Nancy in the car, you realize you forgot your purse so you go back, telling Jonathan to go ahead without you
  • you hear a small shriek from the woods behind the house and can’t help but go near it
  • you find some sort of small creature, which runs when it sees you.
  • you follow it all the way to the Henderson’s home before deciding to turn back…
  • only to find yourself in the Upside Down once again
  • you notice a large shadow looming over the town, and your anxiety skyrockets.
  • the thing makes its way towards you and all of a sudden, you’re in Jim Hopper’s arms.
  • you can’t speak. everything that comes out of your mouth are broken stutters
  • so Hopper takes you to a small, rustic cabin
  • where you find
  • “(Y/N)!!”
  • all of a sudden you’re tackled by a curly head of hair
  • Eleven?”
  • Hopper tells you everything that has happened since last year 
  • you’re just really happy that El is okay.
  • soon you have to go back, promising that you won’t tell anyone about El.
  • you eventually get dragged into the whole thing with Dart, and you have to run around looking for him
  • you run into El, and quickly help her get out of the school, narrowly avoiding Mike
  • you burst outside and find yourself back in the Upside Down
  • Will stands there, gaping at the weird shadow monster
  • you quickly run to Will, trying to get the monster away from him
  • you’re successful but know that it has infected Will.
  • ((you are unaware that a part of it has entered you now as well))
  • you try and help Joyce with Will, and eventually help Bob figure out where Hopper is located but you don’t go with them
  • Mike doesn’t want to let you go but you assure him that you’re going straight home
  • you arrive home, where you run into Dustin
  • and eventually Steve
  • the burning of the tunnels hurt both you and Will, although it hurts Will significantly more
  • Dustin and Steve don’t know what to do
  • eventually, y’all go to the junkyard, where you meet up with Max and Lucas.
  • the kids are all busy arguing, leaving you and Steve alone
  • hey (Y/N), I think it’s time we talk about what happened last Christmas.”
  • “no offense Steve, but now is not really the best time for that.”
  • Steve is so done with you ignoring him but before he can do anything about it, you’re all stuffed inside the bus waiting for the demodogs.
  • you’re on the floor with a demodog about to devour you when all of a sudden, they’re called off.
  • the first thing Steve does when he picks you up is dip you into a dramatic kiss, causing all the kids to groan
  • what about Nancy?”
  • “we broke up the night of Tina’s party. turns out she never loved me and I never loved her. we were always focused on other people.”
  • you eventually make your way to Hawkins Labs, meeting up with everyone else.
  • Nancy hugs you super tightly
  • so, Jonathan huh?”
  • “so, Steve huh?”
  • you find Joyce, Hopper, Will, and Mike and quickly drive to the Byers household.
  • (Y/N) I thought you said you were going straight home!”
  • “shut up Michael. something got in the way.”
  • you quickly realize that you must be sedated as well
  • even though you’re not completely possessed, you’re still a risk
  • you manage to calm down Will when he wakes, and smoothly translate his message towards the others: CLOSE GATE.
  • you’re taken to Hopper’s cabin as well, and the virus comes out of you much more easily than it comes out of Will.
  • eventually, Will is freed and you just know that El has closed the gate.

  • a month later, you find yourself fixing Mike’s tie before the Snow Ball
  • you and Nancy are also going, being in charge of snacks and drinks, respectively.
  • you can’t help but chuckle as Dustin walks into the school, hair all puffed up just like Steve
  • you really can’t help but smile as Nancy walks over and asks to dance with him
  • you find yourself swaying softly to the music, leaning against the walls before..
  • can I have this dance?”
  • you look over to see Steve standing there, a goofy smile on his face as he looks at you
  • you gingerly place your hand in his and squeak as he tugs you closer to him
  • you smile fondly as you spot Mike kissing El and turn to Steve when you hear his laugh slightly
  • what?” you ask
  • it’s just, I don’t know why I didn’t ask you out last year.”
  • “well you were in love with Nancy.”
  • “that’s the thing (Y/N). I never was. it was always you that I was in love with. not her.”
  • you find yourself unable to speak as you pull Steve down, pressing your lips against his in a kiss that leaves him completely breathless.
  • you bounce apart when you hear a squeal and look up to see Nancy and Jonathan standing there, the latter holding a camera up.
  • Jonathan smirks before handing you a polaroid. “congrats.”
  • Nancy follows, leaning up towards Steve and whispering in his ear. “if I see her cry you’re dead Harrington. got it?”
  • Steve chuckles and nods before coming face to face with Dustin and Lucas. 
  • if you hurt her, I will break you, you son of a bitch!” Dustin exclaims.
  • if you ever get bored, call me.” Lucas says with a wink, causing Max to snort.
  • Mike and Eleven are the last to speak. 
  • if you ever do anything bad to her Harrington,” Mike starts.
  • yeah yeah. I get it. you’ll hurt me.” Steve interrupts.
  • Mike snorts before speaking.
  • no. i’ll let el come after you.”
  • you can’t help but laugh at Mike’s words, bringing him into a hug that soon draws Nancy in as well.
  • even though the past two years have been terrifying, you’re just glad that you had such amazing siblings with you every step of the way.

Tags: @delicrieux, @broken-pieces, @xbarrjallenx

||Strip Club|| The Pack Imagine

{Requested: No}

I wrote this while listening to a song called, “ I Luv This Shit” by August Alsina so if you’d like, you can listen to that while reading this.


(Reader’s P.O.V)

“(Y/N) this is the fifth pack meeting you miss.“Scott muttered, clearly upset.
“I know Scott, things just haven’t been easy lately."I said into my phone.
”(Y/N), if you need us or our help just tell us and we’ll be on our way-“
"No! I mean, no, I can take care of it. Sorry for missing the pack meeting again Scott, I’m truly sorry."I apologized as I parked my car in an almost full parking lot.
"It’s fine, hope things go better (Y/N)."Scott mumbled before hanging up.
I sighed before shoving my phone into my purse. I hopped out of my car and raced into back of the building where all the employees entered. I was greeted by a lot of kind smiles and waves. I immediately made a beeline for my dressing room and sat on my chair. Looking at the lit up mirror in front of me I sighed. Since my makeup had already been done, I only had to put a wig on and a red masquerade mask. I stripped myself off my comfortable clothes and put my red strapped bra that looked almost like a harness for my boobs. I then put on my red strapped thong before putting on my black sheer robe.
"Sorry Scott."I muttered as I put my red fishnet stockings and red high heels.
I really wished I could be with the pack instead of here.
(Liam’s P.O.V)
"I for one think we should leave her alone, I trust (Y/N)."Lydia spoke up.
"Lydia everyone trusted Theo and he tried to tear the pack apart-”
“I’m right here Stiles."Theo reminded him.
"I can see that Theo, I’m not blind."Stiles answered, rolling his eyes.
"You didn’t trust Theo but you do trust (Y/N)."Malia reminded him.
"Okay but I trust her but I don’t believe that she’s dealing with something that makes her miss like five pack meetings."Stiles explained.
"Well I believe (Y/N), she’s never given me a reason not to."I spoke up.
"Of course you do Liam, you have a crush on her-”
“So does Theo-”
“Do not."Theo growled, glaring at me.
"So does Scott."I blurted out.
"Liam do you just assume everyone has a crush on her because you do?"Scott asked me.
"You said she was gorgeous-”
“Okay she’s extremely good looking but that doesn’t mean I like her-”
“Scott of course you like her, everyone in this room does. I bet Malia even likes her!"Stiles yelled.
"Yeah I like (Y/N), she’s cool."Malia shrugged.
"I don’t think she likes her the way we do-”
“You mean you do."Theo argued.
"Okay guys can we stop arguing over this? We get it, (Y/N)’s hot but is she telling us the truth?"Stiles said.
"I say we find out where she is when she’s not at our pack meetings."Stiles suggested.
"I think it’s a good plan."Malia mumbled.
"Guys, (Y/N) said she could handle it."Lydia objected.
I pulled out my phone and went on Snapchat, surely I could find her with the new snap map feature.
"I’m down, this pack meeting is boring."Theo spoke up.
"Who invited you again?"Stiles asked, making Theo shoot him a glare.
"She’s at a strip club."I blurted out loud.
"What, how do you know?"Stiles asked.
"Snapchat, the new snap map feature shows that she’s at a strip club."I answered.
"She said she was dealing with something?"Scott muttered, confused.
"Obviously she’s dealing with some hormonal issues, she’s probably at the male strip club-”
“Actually it’s a stripper with female performers."I said, watching the snapchats from people at the strip club.
"To the jeep!"Stiles yelled.
We all groaned before entering Stiles jeep, everyone but Lydia. She insisted on leaving (Y/N) alone because she believed (Y/N) a good reason to be at a strip club. Stiles scoffed and told her that she was blinded by love for her friend. Stiles raced to the strip club and I wasn’t even sure if it was because he wanted to prove himself right or see strippers. We parked near the strip club and walked over to the front entrance.
"I.D please."The two security guards said as we tried entering.
"Oh yeah… dammit I think I might have left mine in my jacket at home."Stiles muttered, patting his pants.
"Huh, nice try kid-”
“Oh for gods sake."Malia muttered before her and Theo quickly knocked out the bodyguards.
"Now lets go in."Malia said as she walked in.
We all followed after her, the building was full of intoxicated men. The music was blasting through the huge stereo system while the dimly lit stage was empty.
"Now to find (Y/N)!"Stiles yelled over the blaring music.
"Malia, you go to-Malia?"Stiles asked as we realized she had disappeared into the crowd.
We all looked around until we spotted her at the bar where she was already drinking.
"Lia, I thought we went over this! We can’t get drunk!"Scott yelled as he pushed past the crowd to get to Malia.
"Okay since they’re gone, we’ll-Theo?"Stiles asked as Theo looked at one stripper who was walking in his direction.
"No, no, no. We’re here to find (Y/N), not get distracted."Stiles spat, pulling Theo closer to us.
"Even if the girls here are gorgeous…"Stiles whispered, gazing at another stripper who passed by.
"Stiles!"I yelled, snapping him out of his trance.
"Remember (Y/N), you know the only reason why we’re here?"I asked.
"Right, (Y/N)."Stiles mumbled.
Suddenly the lights on the stage started to shine brightly as they moved to the center of the stage. A girl with a black sheer robe, red stockings, red high heels, and a red masquerade mask walked out. She seductively removed her robe which made everyone in the room whistle at her. The girl swayed her hips to the beat of the music so perfectly I felt myself harden. No Liam, you can’t get hard over a random girl. I looked at Stiles and Theo who were watching her hungrily. She made her way to the pole and started grinding on the pole. Out of the corner of my eye I could see a guy in the back corner jacking off in the dark. I gagged at the guy before looking back at the girl. She climbed up the pole and wrapped her legs around the top of the pole as soon as she got there. She let go of the pole with her hands and let her head and body hang. The guys in the front row were throwing a bunch of money when suddenly I spotted Malia sneakingly grabbing the bills as Scott stared up at the girl on stage. Malia grinned as the girl slid slowly down the pole, making her throw a few of the bills at the girl. Malia was also enjoying the show. The girl arched her back against the pole before sliding down on it again. She grabbed the pole with one hand as she took a step in the other direction before she began to spin on the pole. I looked over to see Stiles already throwing dollar bills at the girl.
"So much for finding (Y/N).’‘I muttered.
I turned to find Theo but instead found him near Stiles also throwing dollar bills, most likely being Stiles money. The girl’s mouth fell open as she looked at Stiles and Theo. She seemed tense for a few seconds as she looked through the crowd, she found Scott and Malia and finally her eyes landed on me. She seemed to be extremely tense now. I gave her a thumbs up, hoping it would make her less tense. I didn’t know why she was tense in the first place but I didn’t mind. She smiled at me before continuing to dance. She started twerking in front of Scott, making Scott and Malia throw bills at her. Malia was screaming with delight, clearly enjoying herself. She looked over at Stiles who seemed upset since he had thrown all his money, not thinking clearly. She smirked before walking over to him. She held out her hand to him, making Stiles’ eyes widen. She pulled him up and dragged him to a chair that had a rope dangling above the chair. She spread Stiles legs apart and sat down on him, grinding onto him as she grabbed his hands and placed them on her ass. Stiles face was filled with pure bliss. The crowd was crazy now. The girl proceeded to give him a lap dance which made a huge bulge appear in Stiles pants. I looked down at mine and instantly covered it. As soon as she finished with Stiles lap dance, she pulled on the rope which dropped water onto them. She grabbed his face and gave him a rough kiss as Stiles squeezed her ass. She guided Stiles back to the crowd before she proceeded to dance seductively. She dropped to her knees and flipped her hair side to side before leaning back, giving the crowd a breathtaking view of her red thong. She leaned back up and slid to over so we could now she her side. She proceeded to grind on the floor before letting her hands roam her body. She stopped after a few seconds and reached behind her back. Suddenly her bra was loose, everyone screamed and whistled, making her smirk. She stood back up, slowly starting to take it off when the lights shut off out of nowhere.
"Give it up for Rose!"I heard someone yell.
A roar of clapping and whistling made me cover my sensitive ears. Out of the corner of my eyes I see Rose walk through the crowd when suddenly Theo called her over. I never noticed when Theo had decided to the coach right next to me. Rose smiled and walked over to him.
"How much for a lap dance?"He asked as he grabbed his wallet.
"20 dollars handsome."She answered, running her hands down his biceps.
Theo grinned up at her, handing her a 20 dollar bill. She winked at him before taking the money from him and stuffing it in her bra. She straddled his lap and began grinding on him. She leaned towards him, his face in her breast as she softly bit his ear. She began to leave a trail of soft wet kisses on his neck all the way down to his chest. Theo let a moan leave his lips as she grinded rougher into him. Theo was surprised when she pressed her lips against his, but he quickly kissed back. I could see their tongues going into each other’s mouths.
"I don’t think this is a lap dance kitten."Theo whispered as they pulled apart.
"Well sorry I couldn’t help myself, you’re insanely good looking."She whispered, making Theo smirk.
"So you want the lap dance instead of this?"She asked.
"No, no, I think I like this better."Theo answered, his hands finding her ass.
She grinned down at him before she continued. I swear I was throbbing now.
"Any sign of (Y/N)?"Stiles asked as he walked over to me.
"No not yet- Jesus Stiles cover your bulge."I muttered.
"Why don’t you cover yours!"Stiles yelled, making me cover mine.
Stiles and I looked around but couldn’t seem to find her. After what seemed like an eternity, we went back tot he pack. We found Rose sitting on Scott’s lap as Scott kissed her neck.
"I thought strippers weren’t allowed to be touched?"Scott asked Rose.
"We only let a few people if we want them to touch us."She answered.
Scott smirked before his hand found cupped one of her boobs. They started to make out roughly which made me feel slightly jealous.
"Liam you have to get a lap dance, she gave me and Scott one and it was amazing!"Malia yelled, grinning widely.
"Uh I didn’t bring money-”
“Here!"Malia said, shoving a 20 dollar bill in my face.
"I’ve got a lot of money now, people kept throwing it at the stage so I figured I’d keep it if they didn’t want it."Malia explained.
I shook my head, laughing at her. I watched as Rose pulled away from Scott, both breathing heavily.
"God you’re so hot."Scott growled.
"Uh Rose,could I um…. could I-”
“Rose give this boy the ride of his life!"Malia yelled as she pulled her off of Scott and sat her onto of me.
"Well aren’t you a snack."She whispered as she admired me.
"Your voice sounds so familiar."I said, making her eyes widen.
"I get that a lot."She muttered.
She ran her hands down my chest and started to leave a hickey on my neck. I tensed up, hoping she wouldn’t realize how quickly my neck would heal. She grabbed my hands and made me squeeze her ass.
"What do you want baby?"She asked.
I was about to answer but instead I smashed my lips against hers. She started to grind on me as she kissed back. I moaned into the steamy kiss.
"God Liam…"She whispered when we pulled apart.
The way my name left her red rosy lips, my eyes widened. I quickly removed her masquerade mask off.
”(Y/N)?“I asked in disbelief.
"Hi Liam…"She mumbled, grinning shyly.
Scott, Stiles, Malia, and Theo’s jaws dropped.
”(Y/N)?“They asked.
"Hi guys…"She whispered, turning to face them.
I wrapped my arms around her which made her heartbeat slow down.
"That’s why we couldn’t find you!"Stiles yelled.
"You tried finding me?”(Y/N) asked.
“Stiles wanted to prove he was right that you might be lying to us which I think he might be right about."Theo answered, staring at (Y/N) with lust filled eyes.
I looked at everyone and noticed their eyes were filled with lust too.
"I didn’t think you were dealing with something so bad that it would make you miss pack meetings-”
“Actually my parents got fired and can’t seem to find any jobs right now. I got this job so I can help them pay bills and rent."She spoke up.
"So you were wrong Stiles."I said, making Stiles glare at me.
"That’s why I’ve been spending almost every night here.”(Y/N) stated.
“Also Liam, move your phone-”(Y/N) started to say but stopped as she realized I had my phone in my hands.
“Oh."She whispered.
"When’s your shift over?’'Scott asked.
"Uh 11:30-”
“It’s 12:32."I said.
"Well I’m off now."She shrugged.
"Well there’s still a pack meeting you need to come to."Stiles spoke up.
"I guess we better get going.”(Y/N) said getting up from my lap.
After a few minutes, (Y/N) walked back to us. She was now in clothes most girls would use to run.
“Alright let’s go.”
(Y/N)’s P.O.V)
“Wow my mom’s still not home."Scott muttered as we walked into his house.
Our eyes landed on Lydia who was watching a movie.
"Oh hey (Y/N)."She greeted, smiling.
I greeted her back and threw myself at the couch. Liam and Theo raced to the couch, both sitting next to me.
"So did you figure out why she was not at our pack meetings?"Lydia asked.
"Oh yeah, yeah, she’s dealing with money issues."Stiles mumbled, trying not to give my secret away.
”(Y/N)’s a stripper.“Malia blurted out, plopping down next to Lydia.
Lydia’s eyes widened as she turned to me.
"Are you the strippers who sleep with clients?"Lydia asked.
"No, I’m a stripper not a prostitute-”
“Then why do you have hickeys on your neck?"She asked.
We all turned to look at Scott who looked like a deer caught in headlights.
"Hey mom!"Scott yelled nervously as the door opened.
"Hey- Jesus Christ (Y/N) what the hell happened to your neck?"Melissa asked, bewildered.
"Uhhh-”
“(Y/N)’s a stripper!"Malia yelled, munching on popcorn.
"Oh and Scott was so close to having sex with her but she’s a stripper so she can’t-”
“Lia!"Scott shrieked, covering her mouth.
"You know what, I had a long day at work and I really don’t want to deal with whatever is going on right now so just please keep it down."Melissa muttered as walked past us.
We all looked at each other awkwardly before Malia had enough of the silence.
”(Y/N)’s a stripper named Rose!“Malia yelled, happily.
"Malia!"We all yelled at her.
"I said keep it down!"Melissa screamed.
"Malia that’s something you can’t tell the whole world about-”
“What’s wrong with being a stripper?"Malia asked.
"Nothing it’s just-”
“Malia just be quiet so we don’t make Melissa kick us out."Lydia snapped.
Suddenly the tv started blaring a loud screeching noise.
"That’s it!"Melissa screamed.
Scott jumped of his feet and yelled for us to run.
"Why?"Liam asked as I held onto him.
"That’s why!"Scot yelled as he pointed at Melissa.
Melissa appeared at the bottom of the stairs with a steel metal bat.
"Save the stripper!"Malia yelled as she picked me up and ran with me outside.- Thank you for taking time out of your day to read this, I hope you enjoyed it! Have a wonderful day/night!

That Goddamn Stealth Suit

Characters: Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary: Steve takes out his frustrations on you after the events on the Lemurian Star…In Fury’s office…still wearing the Stealth Suit…

A/N: I have no excuse. 

(also will someone please teach me how to title things? i’m sick of my shitty titles)

Warnings: It’s just smut. PWP.  no plot. filth.unprotected sex, stealth suit porn..language..captain kink..sorta

Words: 1875

tags: @yourtropegirl @jimtkirkisabitch @daybreak96 @feelmyroarrrr @sistasarah-sallysaidso @itsanerdlife

If you were honest, it was all your fault.  You had made a comment to Steve just before he’d left for the mission on the Lemurian Star about the stealth suit.  Something about the deep blue of it and how it sat just right across his broad shoulders.  He’d laughed it off at the time, but you’d seen the look in his eye.  And to be fair, you were the one that suggested a way to relieve some stress and get back at Fury at the same time.  Which is how you wound up here, pinned against the inside of Fury’s office door, legs wrapped around Steve’s trim waist and hands in his perfect hair.  

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treat you better

Summary: Steve just can’t help himself when it comes to you. 

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Reader

Warnings: Language

Word Count: 1,147

A/N: Finally! My first Steve fic! I hope I did my baby justice, and let me know what you guys think! | masterlist

Originally posted by eunwin

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Peter the player

(A/N): I LOVE PETER SO MUCH

Request: Can you do a Peter Parker x reader where you are around Peter’s age (1 year older) and a badass avenger with a public identity and best friends with Peter and when is being teased by a bunch of bullies about being a nerd with no girlfriend until he blurts out that you’re his girlfriend and they don’t believe him and tell him to prove it he runs up and kiss you begging you to go along with it

Warnings: some swearing

Tags: @mcuimxgine, @ifoundlove-x0vanessa0x, @saradi1018, @holland-toms, @superwholockian309, @fly-f0rever, @capbuckthor, @livandlilah


Originally posted by spiderholland

  Peter was fucked. That was it. He knew the minute those few words came from his lips that he was eternally fucked. 

   The boys who sat at the table directly ahead of him had turned around and started pestering him, again. Honestly, at this point in the school year he was used to it, it didn’t bug him like it used to, if anything it was just a nuisance now, a nuisance he’d do anything to get rid of. So that’s why when they started pestering him about having a significant other he flipped and blurted out, 

   "I’m actually dating someone, you know (Y/N) (Y/L/N), that really cute senior?“ The boys look a him as though he was crazy and at this point Peter think he may be. 

   "There’s no way you’re dating them,”

   "Nope, I totally am,“ Peter leans into his seat, smirking at the boys almost cooly. 

   "Yeah? Then prove it,” They boys smirk back, making Peters blood run cold. 

   (Y/N) was his best friend, his partner with shield, they were amazing and understanding but would they understand enough to help him out? 

   "Go up and kiss them,“ Peter gulps as his eyes travel to (Y/N)’s table where they were valiantly studying for an upcoming graduate test. He knew he shouldn’t disturb them at such a time but before he knew it his feet were carrying him to their table, forcing him to seat and turn to (Y/N) with a hopeful expression.

    "Pete, I’m kinda busy right now,” (Y/N) supplies before Peter even has time to open his mouth. 

   "But (Y/N), it’s really important-“ (Y/N) turns to look at Peter with their best bitch face, a face that sent fear tingling down his spine.

    "This better be good or I swear to god I’m going to beat your ass,” Peter sighs as he looks at his hands, twiddling his thumbs a bit as he does. 

   "Well- so those guys who um-“ Peter didnt want to say bullying, he didn’t want to seem weak around (Y/N). "Those guys I was just talking to,” Peter gestures to the guys behind him, all staring at him intently. “They’ve been mocking me for the last couple of months-”

    “they’ve been bullying you?" 

   "No, that’s not what I said-”

    “Do I need to beat them for you?" 

   "No! God, no, I just need you to kiss me,” (Y/N) stares at Peter with a dumbfounded expression, as though he had just grown a second head or three.

    “Are you fucking serious?" 

   "I know, I know, you can beat my ass later but please, I just need this,” Peter gives (Y/N) his best puppy dog eyes, he even threw in a pout just for good measure. 

   (Y/N) was seriously contemplating saying no but then they heard the boys snickering and mocking Peter. Gritting their teeth (Y/N) leans forward, cupping Peters cheeks as they connected their lips to his. 

   His lips were surprisingly soft and sweet and (Y/N) knew It was horrible to think but they wanted more. Plus, Peter wasn’t too bad of a kisser- in fact he was good, maybe a little too good. 

   (Y/N) pulls away (even if they were reluctant), licking their lips as they look to Peter with half lidded eyes, almost as though they were drunk. Peter looks almost disbelieving himself as he stares at (Y/N), more specifically their lips. 

   "Um, uh-“ 

   "Was I your first kiss?” (Y/N) asks, cutting the younger boy short. Peter looks a bit sheepish at first, his cheeks dusting a light pink as he looks down at his hands.

    “Is it that obvious?” (Y/N) smirks as they hum, casually turning back to their papers to get back to work. 

   "No,“ Peter looks surprised at this, eyes wide and lips parted. "You’re surprisingly good,” And that was all the information (Y/N) gave Peter before they set back to work, smirking as Peter made his way back to his own table with a new sense of shock and pride.

One Last Thing

12x12 coda almost a week late (oops)

When they get back to the bunker, Dean is surprised to see Mom head toward the room they’d assigned to her all those months ago. He assumed she’d leave as soon as they were safely back underground. He’s still staring down the hallway after her when he hears Cas sigh.

He turns to find him slumped in a kitchen chair, his hands in his lap and his coat closed enough to cover the blood and black…goo on his shirt. He’s staring down at the table with a crease between his brow.

“You OK?” Dean asks gruffly as he takes a tentative seat perpendicular to him.

“No.”

Dean balks at the honesty but doesn’t say anything. He leans forward and folds his hands on top of the table. Somewhere in the direction of Sam’s room, a door opens and closes.

“I shouldn’t be alive,” Cas continues, still staring at the table. “I would’ve never…”

Suddenly Cas’ eyes pop up and past Dean as Sam enters the kitchen.

None of them say anything as Sam grabs a cold cup of coffee. Dean and Cas look at each other. When Sam leaves, Cas’ eyes find the table again.

“I wouldn’t’ve…said what I said,” Cas continues, hesitance clear in his tone, “If I had known…”

A couple of seconds pass before it clicks for Dean. “That you weren’t actually gonna die?”

Cas nods minutely.

Dean leans back, runs a hand up through his hair and then drops it to his knee. “Look, man, you know I ain’t good at this. But you are family, so…what you said…it’s not–it doesn’t–you’re not trying to take it back, are you?” What the fuck–that’s not what he meant to say at all.

“No, of course not.” For some reason, Cas sounds angry. “It’s just that I–nothing.” He quickly turns his head to the side, the way he used to do when Dean had hurt his feelings.

“Cas,” Dean says softly. He waits until Cas looks at him. “I was scared to death when I saw that…what that spear did to you. I can’t lose you, man. So, uh, tell me. Whatever’s on your mind, spit it out.” It’s too harsh, too casual, but anything else wouldn’t be Dean.

“I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable.”

“What?”

Cas squints at him. “It was a declaration made because I thought it was the last chance I would get to tell you. I couldn’t die without telling you that I…that.”

Dean leans forward again and wipes his hand over his mouth. “You, uh, you didn’t make me uncomfortable. You know I’m not–I’m not very good at the whole, uh, love thing, but I know it’s there. I know we’re–you know, we’re good.”

Cas squints harder and leans forward so they’re only inches apart. “You knew I was in love with you?”

Hold on.

“That’s not–you didn’t–that’s not what you said, man. You didn’t say that.”

“Dean.”

That’s his “quit being a dense idiot, Dean” voice.

Dean huffs a nervous laugh and stares at the table. “Yeah, uh, this would be a hell of a lot easier if you had died.”

Now Cas is laughing, too. “We are terrible at this.”

Dean lifts his eyes shyly. Cas is studying him.

“Do you remember…” Dean stops and sucks in a breath. He shouldn’t be talking about this. “That day in the cemetery, when we all thought I was gonna die.”

Cas nods once but doesn’t say anything.

“I wanted to, uh, say something.” Dean smiles and scratches the back of his head. “Actually, I didn’t. I wanted to–to kiss you.” He winces in embarrassment.

“I’m glad you didn’t.”

Dean looks sharply over at him.

“If you waited until you were on the brink of death to kiss me, I would’ve killed you myself.”

“You waited until your deathbed to tell me you lo–”

Cas cuts Dean’s argument off with a kiss. It’s just a tentative press of lips, but Dean still lets out a needy, embarrassing whimper as it happens. When Cas pulls away, Dean mumbles, “Nuh-uh,” and grabs him by the cheek to pull him back in. His hip is digging into the edge of the table, but he doesn’t care. He doesn’t care.

It’s sloppy and too fast and Cas is breathing heavy and whispering, “I love you,” over and over right against Dean’s mouth and it’s all too much and not nearly enough.

Later, in the pitch black of his room, lying breathless next to an angel, Dean tells Cas that he loves him, too.

Bloody Nose (Theo Raeken)

Requested @iloveaustonmatthews34

I woke up to a loud tap on my window. I quickly got up knowing exactly who it was. I opened the window allowing Theo to jump through. He was holding a bouquet of roses.

“I thought you forgot.” I said standing on my tiptoes to kiss his cheek.

“How could I forget babe? I’ve only been sneaking in your window for the last year.” He said pecking me on the lips.

I took the roses putting them on my dresser.

“well that’s because if my dad or Stiles ever found out we were dating they’d kill you and then probably kill me with your dead body.” I said dragging Theo over to my bed.

“I could defend myself.” He smirked laying down.

I sat on my bed and cuddled in closer to him. This has been our nightly routine for the last year. Stiles nor my dad rarely came in my room so I knew we’d be okay.

“Stiles would have Scott and Liam kill you then.” I said looking up at him.

“I could take them too if it meant fighting for my woman.” Theo smirked pulling me on his lap.

I captured his lips with mine kissing him passionately. He put his hands on the small of my back pushing me closer to him. I broke the kiss leaning my forehead against his.

“I love you.” Theo said kissing my nose.

“I love you too.” I said leaning in again. 

Theo smashed his lips on mine wasting no time in massaging my tongue with his. He started to kiss my neck making me moan. He always knew how to get to me. He put his hand under my shirt slowly sliding it off of me. We were engaged in a heated make out session when I heard someone coming up the steps making me freeze.

“Theo someone’s coming you have to go!” I said quickly pushing Theo towards the window.

Theo smirked not moving.

“oh come on babe I wasn’t done kissing you and besides I could totally take Stiles and your dad…at the same time.” He said laughing a little bit.

“you are not hurting my family, now if you want to keep kissing me you’ll leave right now!” I said trying to push him again.

“alright, I’m leaving.” He said laughing again.

Theo opened my window starting out while I quickly threw on my shirt.

“oh by the way Happy Anniversary.” He said leaning in the window.

I quickly kissed him hearing the footsteps get even closer. Theo jumped down quickly disappearing to his truck that was parked down the street. Stiles burst in my room just as I closed the window.

“Y/N!” He shouted running in but quickly gave me a suspicious look.

He looked between me and the window.

“what are you doing?” He questioned.

“nothing, just getting some fresh air.” I lied easily.

His eyes looked around my room before landing on something.

“who got you these roses?” He asked picking up the bouquet of roses off my dresser.

“I don’t know I found them in my locker today.” I said returning to my bed.

“uh huh that’s why there’s a note that says happy anniversary babe on it.” He said looking at me suspiciously.

Of course Theo would leave a note.

“look why are you in here?” I asked ignoring his questions.

“I want to know what you’re keeping from me? Do you have a boyfriend? Oh god you have a boyfriend! He said pacing back and forth.

"Stiles calm down.” I said trying to stop him from pacing.

“who is it?” He asked looking me in the eyes.

I debated, what could be so bad about telling him. I shuddered at all the bad scenarios that entered my head, yep definitely not telling him.

“It’s uh..” I started but couldn’t even think of a fake name to tell him.

“Oh god please tell me it isn’t Liam.” Stile said pacing again.

“oops caught me.” I said.

“I can’t believe you’re dating Dumbar and didn’t tell me!” He said flailing his arms the way only Stiles does.

“okay one it’s Dunbar and two well I knew you’d act like this which is precisely why I didn’t tell you.” I said rolling my eyes.

wow if he was freaking out this much over Liam he’d have a heart attack if he found out it was really Theo.

“oh my god I can’t even look at you right now!” He said walking out the door.

Stiles wouldn’t talk to me for the rest of the night. The next morning was even worse. Stiles glared at me the whole time during breakfast but thankfully he didn’t say anything to dad. He wouldn’t talk to me on the car ride to school either.

“okay Stiles enough with the silent treatment, you’re worse than a hormonal teenage girl! Please talk to me!” I pleaded.

Nothing. I rolled my eyes hopping out of the jeep and walking towards the school. I saw Liam talking with Mason. I walked over placing my hand in his. He gave me a weird look before dropping my hand.

“look I need you to be my fake boyfriend, I’ll explain later.” I said grabbing his hand again.

I saw Stiles walk in the school. I turned back to Liam who still looked hopelessly lost.

“kiss me.” I said leaning in.

“you want me to kiss you?” He asked nervously.

“yeah, we’re fake dating remember! No hurry up and kiss me!” I said grabbing him.

Liam shrugged his shoulders before placing his lips on mine. Surprisingly Dunbar was a really good kisser, I mean I didn’t feel anything considering I was in love with Theo, but still.

“DUMBAR!” Stiles yelled walking down the hall.

I pulled away from Liam just as Stiles was getting close.

“wow.” Liam said catching his breath.

“I’m going to kill you!” Stiles growled before punching Liam in the face.

Liam stumbled back clutching his nose.

“why’d you punch me!” Liam growled.

“why’d you kiss my sister!?” Stiles fired back.

Wow Stiles was taking this way out of proportion.

“She told me too!” Liam defended.

“DUNBAR!” Theo growled walking towards us.

Theo punched Liam in the face breaking his nose.

“would everyone stop punching me!” Liam growled wiping the blood from his nose.

“keep your lips off my girlfriend.” Theo growled.

“you’re girlfriend?” Stiles scoffed glaring at Theo.

“FOR THE LAST TIME SHE TOLD ME TO KISS HER!” Liam yelled.

Stiles and Theo looked at each other and then at me.

“well you see it’s actually a really funny story guys.” I started rubbing the back of my neck nervously.

“explain.” Stiles demanded.

“for once I agree with this spazz.” Theo said crossing his arms over his chest.

“okay well you see Stiles I’ve sort of been dating Theo for the last year and you never knew because I would sneak him in my room every night while you and dad were sleeping and well last night we were making out and you came up the stairs and you started asking questions and then you found the roses and asked me who I was dating and then you assumed it was Liam and I was under pressure so I just said it was and then we got to school and I told Liam he had to be my fake boyfriend and made him kiss me to convince you Stiles but then you punched him and then Theo punched him and, wait did you guys really have to hit him?” I rambled.

“yeah about that.” Liam said.

He punched Stiles in the face and immediately turned to Theo punching him as well. Both boys fell down from the impact, clutching there bleeding and probably broken noses.

“I feel better.” Liam said sighing with a goofy smile on his face.  

“ow, my face.” Stiles whined.

“I’m going to kill you Liam.” Theo growled holding his nose.

Liam helped me grab the boys taking them to the nurses office. Stiles glared at me as I held his nose trying to stop the bleeding.

“Theo? Out of all the pieces of shit in the world you just had to pick Theo?” Stiles said immediately flinching.

“stop talking, I’m trying to stop the bleeding.” I said rolling my eyes.

Stiles rolled his eyes as I applied more pressure to his nose.

“look I don’t expect you to understand, and I don’t expect you to be okay with it, but just know Stiles for once in my life I’m genuinely happy.” I said removing the tissue now that his nose has stopped bleeding.

Stiles looked at me tucking a piece of hair behind my ear.

“you sure, with Theo?” He said making a face.

“I’m sure Stiles.” I laughed.

He sighed dramatically before rolling his eyes.

“I love you dork.” I said wrapping my arms around him.

He wrapped his arms around me squeezing me tightly.

“tell Theo if he hurts you, I’m going to break off an extra large branch of mountain ash, wrap it in wolfsbane, roll it in mistletoe, and shove it up his freaking…”

“okay damn Stiles I get it.” I said cutting him off.

I gave him a kiss on the cheek before walking to the next room where Theo was sitting. He still had some dried blood on his nose and his cheek was bruised. Honestly he looked pretty hot.

“you know you look kind of hot with a bloody nose.” I said making Theo look up at me.

He was not amused. I walked over standing in front of him.

“this is all my fault, I’m sorry.” I said wrapping my arms around his neck.

Theo sighed wrapping his arms around me too.

“did you have to kiss him though?” He sighed.

“did you have to punch him?” I said.

“yeah, because nobody kisses you except for me.” He said putting his hand under my chin and bring my face down to meet his.

He kissed me gently before pulling away.

“So I look hot huh.” He smirked up at me.

“oh yeah you should totally get punched in the face more often.” I said smirking back.

“I’ll consider it.” He said kissing me again.

I meant what I said I was genuinely happy.

Babe, you’re telling it wrong

“And so, when the brave FBI intern valiantly fought his way into the building to rescue his long lost love, he had to hope that he was there in time. When he finally found him, the relief was almost enough to make him fall to his knees, but he knew he couldn’t waste time. So, he saved his love from the clutches of his would be captors, and helped to carry him away from the chaos by looping one arm over his own shoulders, and with a strong arm wrapped around his middle, supporting him while they escaped.”


“Did they live happily ever after?” Claude asks at the same time that Lori says “But you saved Papa, right?”


“Wait,” Claude adds, his brow furrowing in a way that reminds Stiles so much of Derek that he has trouble remembering that Claude is adopted, “Is this the same story Papa tells about why your toe looks funny?”


“No, silly,” Lori answers on Stiles’ behalf, her eyes darting to where Derek is leaning against the doorway with an all too amused smirk on his face. “That can’t be the toe story, in the toe story Papa carries Daddy ‘way from the bad guys, 'cause Daddy’s toe got a boo-boo when he was a-rescuin’ Papa, and Papa was so sorry 'bout it, but they had to be fast, so he scooped Daddy up like a Prince and they runned away together. Right, Daddy? It’s a different story?”


Stiles takes a moment to glare at Derek, who is doing a terrible job of hiding his amusement behind the curl of his fist before looking back at their daughter. “Well, sweetheart,” he begins, trying to avoid letting his mouth gape uselessly while he tries to figure out the best way to answer that doesn’t include mentioning over a decade of bickering about this particular story, or the countless times Stiles had fantasized about his version of the story being real before he’d ever donned an FBI vest, or how in the end it has never mattered that the truth is somewhere in between, and that the only thing that matters is that the rescue happened and that at the end of the day he’d had Derek’s hand in his and they’d been able to get out and move forward. Together.


“The thing about stories-”


“The important thing,” Derek says, taking the few steps needed to cross from the doorway to where Stiles sits in a soft chair next to the twin’s beds. “The best thing,” he says, settling a hand on Stiles’ shoulder, letting his fingers ruffle the hair at the nape of Stiles’ neck and flashing him a genuine grin, “Is that your daddy and I saved each other.”


Stiles reaches a hand up to squeeze Derek’s where it rests on his own shoulder, adding, “Yeah we did. And we always will.”


Derek leans down to give Stiles a warm, chaste kiss, and Stiles lets the peace that that truth gives him settle over him like a blanket. When they both whisper “Always,” into the small space created when they pull apart, it’s followed by matching smiles (and eye rolls, because they are so married it’s ridiculous).


Claude’s “Okay, but I want the toe story tomorrow night, 'kay Papa?” breaks through the moment, but it’s still kinda perfect anyway.


“Toe story it is, kiddo!” Derek assures with a smile as he moves to tuck the kids in.


“But,” Stiles insists, “You have to tell it <i>right </i>, Der. My toe was nearly <i>obliterated</i>!”


Stiles finds Derek’s answering snort highly offensive.

Happy holiday season! May your days be smutty and bright!



“What did I tell you.”



“Shut up.”

Remus toed his shoes off, “No, what did I tell you?”

Sirius closed his eyes, the rain sounding more like hail on the windows, the cars with not-crappy tires whizzing past them from their place on the shoulder of the road, “Shut. Up.”

Remus put his feet up on the dashboard and popped a potato chip into his mouth, shrugging, “I said it was gonna rain, that’s all. I said it was going to rain, and what did you say again?”

Sirius pinched the bridge of his nose.

Remus cocked his head to the side, “What was that?”

“I said it wasn’t going to rain, okay? Shut up.”

Remus put his hands up, smirking, “Alright, alright.”

They listened to a clap of thunder roll across the sky.

“You know, any old person would be saying ‘I told you so’ right now.”

Sirius looked at Remus with a sarcastic smile, “Well, aren’t you valiant then.”

Remus grinned back, “A bit, yes.”

Sirius groaned, slumping in his seat until his knees were crunched up against the steering wheel, “We’re going to be here for hours. Fuck.”

“We have potato chips.”

Sirius rested his cheek against his knees, his voice coming out slightly muffled, “You’re eating all the potato chips.”

Remus rolled his eyes but smiled, crinkling the bag closed and throwing it at his feet, “Oh, come here.”

Sirius pressed his face fully into his knees, “No.”

Remus laughed, reaching cross the center console to try and tug Sirius towards him, “Come here.

Sirius groaned.

“Why?” Remus laughed.

Sirius took his face out from the fabric of his sweatpants just long enough to glower at Remus, “Because you’re just too valiant.”

“Jesus Christ Pads, come here.”

Sirius allowed himself to be pulled, rather uncomfortably, into Remus’ lap, glowering the entire time.

His stare only melted a little at the feeling of Remus’ warm fingers running under his layers of jacket, sweatshirt, and t-shirt, fingers sliding over his rib cage. Remus dug his fingers in slightly, pulling Sirius closer, “I know a way to pass the time.”

Sirius tried his best to keep his front up, “Do you?”

Remus leaned forward, taking Sirius’ bottom lip gently between his teeth. He grinned, “Uhuh…” Sirius’ breathing hitched as Remus’ teeth dug into his skin a little harder for a moment, before he released it, “You might want to loose the glower though… I think you might like it.”

Sirius gaze melted at the mischievous smile on Remus’ face, “Well, what did you have in mind?”

Remus grinned, and Sirius let out a yelp as they were jolted backwards. Remus had flattened the seat out.

“God-“ Sirius laughed, hands falling on either side of Remus’ head, supporting himself, “Little warning next timph-“

Remus’ kiss was hot and hard, lips working slowly over Sirius’ as his palms slid, warm and dry on his skin, and for a moment everything but the constant patter of rain on the windows was whited out. Sirius let himself fall into it, back arching against his hands and chests pressing together. Remus spread his legs suddenly, knocking Sirius’ knees out from under him so that they fell together.

“Jesus..” Sirius panted, eyes slipping closed as Remus’ mouth dragged from his pulse point, the place they had slipped to when Sirius had fallen, along his jawline. It left a cool trail when warm lips were replaced with chilly air. Remus laughed breathlessly, hand moving between them, fingers hooking over the elastic waist of Sirius’ sweatpants for a moment before slipping his hand inside.

Sirius opened his eyes. His chest tingled with each rapid beat of his heart, all sparked by RemusRemusRemus; the look on his face as he watched each of Sirius’ reactions to the movements of his hands, his touch.

Sirius sucked in a sharp breath, letting a small sound escape, and tucked his face into Remus’ neck at a particularly perfectly aimed stroke of Remus’ thumb, “Re..”

“Hm?”

Sirius opened his mouth to speak but just ended up sucking gently on Remus’ pulse point instead. He pressed his hand to Remus’ lower stomach in place of words, just above the button of his jeans. His fingers felt too clumsy to ever get it undone— definitely not with Remus’ hand in his pants and breath on his neck— and he ended up just letting out a frustrated noise.

Remus laughed softly, “Having trouble?”

Sirius just shot him a look and roughly pushed up his thick, gray sweatshirt, still rain-speckled from their earlier run to the car. Remus’ white t-shirt came with it, and he threw the two clothing items into the drivers seat. His hands moved back to Remus’ pants but Remus captured both of Sirius’ palms in one of his.

He smirked, “First you.”

Sirius opened his mouth to protest, but was cut short with a gasp as Remus sat up suddenly, pushing Sirius’ jumper up, mouth instantly latching onto his chest. Sirius let his head loll back, his eyes slip shut, as Remus wound his arms around Sirius’ newly bared waist tightly. His lips were soft and slow against the dip in the middle space where Sirius’ ribcage met. Sirius allowed himself to revel in the touch for a moment before he started fidgeting, squirming to get out of the the sweatshirt that suddenly felt all too warm.

They laughed stupidly when Sirius got stuck for a moment, and Remus instantly tilted his chin up to capture Sirius’ lips, only they were almost smiling too much.

“Here,” Remus mumbled against his mouth. He held Sirius tightly with one arm, the other reaching forward to fiddle with the heat, “you warm enough?”

Sirius nodded, nose bumping Remus’, and guided his hand back around him, fingers tilting his chin back towards him.

“‘m warm.” He mumbled quietly, before kissing Remus like Remus had kissed him: hotly and fierce.

Remus’ response was almost instant, his body reacting like electricity to Sirius’. His hands were instantly in his hair, and then on his chest, then tugging at his pants. Sirius’ fingers finally accomplished undoing Remus’ jeans. They broke the kiss for only a moment, Sirius pushing Remus roughly backwards onto the flattened seat, Remus arching his hips off the seat so Sirius could slide the denim from his legs. Remus had an easier time removing the cotton sweatpants, groping Sirius’ bare arse while he was at it.

Sirius muffled a laugh against Remus’ neck and fell against his chest again, mouths colliding messily. He gasped as their bare skin touched, heat against heat, hips knocking together.

“Fuck-”

Sirius shuttered when Remus’ breath hit his neck as he muttered the curse. Remus’ hands dug into Sirius’ arse, pulling their bodies tighter together. Sirius spread his legs a little, knees against Remus’ hips, feet pressing against the center console and passenger door for leverage.

The moment he started rocking, the moment he saw Remus’ face, he thought he was a goner. The slide of their cocks was slightly awkward, bumping a little, but heaven. Sirius reached up to grab the shoulder of the passenger seat, needing something to hold onto, as he watched Remus’ eyes slip closed and draw his lip between his teeth.

“Jesus Pads…” The nickname sent sparks up Sirius’ spine. Remus’ hands tight on his hips sent jolts of static electricity through him. His hips jolted more sporadically now, slightly more desperate for the building friction. He mere image, the weight of their bodies moving together, was almost too much.

Sirius gripped the seat tighter when he felt Remus’ nails dig into the fragile skin of his hips. He let a small sound escape as Remus too started moving his hips, bucking up as Sirius pushed down, and nearly increasing the friction tenfold. Remus let out a soft noise at the same time he did at this revelation and was suddenly pushing himself onto his elbows, then all the way so their chests were pressed together, cocks held tight between them. Sirius let his head drop onto Remus’ shoulder, cheek to skin, breath fanning across Remus’ neck as he continued to hump his hips forward in time with their panting breaths. He felt Remus press kisses to his neck, his shoulder, anywhere he could reach without putting a single inch of distance between them.

“So fucking good, Pads…” He was breathless, arms tight around Sirius, “So good, c’mon, keep going… please..” He added the please like an after thought, like he didn’t know he was saying it out loud.

Remus’ pleas made Sirius’ breath catch in his throat, the soft murmurs of please and his name in his ear spurring him on to the point where his nails dug into Remus’ back and the tension was almost too much and not enough at the same time. He huffed into Remus’ neck and moved to pull back— only Remus got the message too quickly. Remus’ hand was between them in an instant, wrapping around both of them together and moving a little desperately.

“Re-“ Sirius’ hands went to his hair, threading his fingers through the tousled strands. He couldn’t seem to still his hips against Remus’ skin, “Remus, fuck- yes- God, yes-“

And Remus let out a choked moan and Sirius was finished, gone. He felt Remus’ forehead fall into his shoulder so that their bodies were almost completely intertwined, white heat painting their chests between them. He gasped for air and was only further surrounded by Remus, warm and musky and homehomehome.

Sirius’ breathing was shuddery as it slowed, his lungs and heart trying to match each other’s pace. He could feel Remus’ heart doing the exact same thing, fighting to matching his breaths. Sirius let all of his muscles relax into Remus’ chest, and Remus took the hint, laying them back down against the seat. Sirius let his eyes slip closed, re-opening one briefly when he felt Remus shift slightly, but it was only so he could pull both their sweatshirts of them as a sort of makeshift blanket.

“Good?” He asked quietly as he tried to cover Sirius’ quickly cooling body as best he could.

Sirius hummed contently, tracing his finger tips along Remus’ collar bone. Remus let his head rest back, pushing his fingers under the sweatshirts to rest on the warm skin of Sirius’ back.

“Pretty good idea I had then?”

Sirius hummed again.

“I mean, I know I said I wouldn’t say this but-”

Sirius didn’t open his eyes, “Don’t.”

“I told you-“

“You’re ruining a perfectly good moment.”

Remus pulled Sirius closer, pressing a kiss to his forehead, “This is still a perfectly good moment…”

Sirius didn’t have the energy to fight back and sunk back into to Remus’ chest with nothing but a light hit to his arm.

“…I just had to get it off my chest.”

Remus.”

BTS Reaction to You Wanting Your First Time to be With Them

Incognito;Bts reaction of their gf wants her “first time” to be with them??? Thanks! 😘 

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Jin ➳ It was a love he cherished so much, holding it close to his heart as he smiled while kissing you. It never got too far, only innocent touches as his lips soon detached from yours and went down your jawline to your neck, sending shivers throughout your body. “I-” you started, feeling your cheeks heat up as you felt him leaving soft bites against your collarbone, “let’s do it. I’m ready.”

He froze, detaching himself as he looked into your eyes expectantly. “Are you sure?” He asked carefully, and when you gave him a nod in confirmation, a small smile would grace his lips before he began to kiss you again.

Originally posted by rapdaegu


Suga ➳ It was small touches, his face void of any emotion but his eyes carried a bountiful amount of love, hand reaching up to caress your chin as he rubbed the ball of his thumb onto your cheek affectionately. He was kissing you, softly but passionately and when he moved to reveal his cute scrunched nose while he tried to stop himself from going any further — the words spilling from your mouth faster than rain came as a shock to him. “Yoongi..I want you.” He blinked, wondering if he had heard you right until you pulled him against you, a smile breaking onto his features as he let out a nervous laugh of happiness.

Originally posted by yoonmin


J-Hope ➳ “I want you to be my first time,” you had stated, the both of you walking down the freezing streets as the puff of air escaped your lips with every breath you took, floating into the sky before diminishing. Hoseok froze, stopping in mid step while looking down towards you, finding you being a shivering mess as your cheeks were tinted scarlet.

It would be seconds before he gave you a shit eating grin, leaning down to kiss your cheek as his bright self began to make the winter air slowly disappear. “I’ll be sure to make you warm and cozy tonight, (y/n).”

Originally posted by rapnamu


RapMonster ➳ Standing in line to ride the largest roller coaster you have seen in your life, you watch Namjoon slightly fidget in his spot, wanting nothing more than to leave the line right there and then. Grabbing his hand, you gave him a teeny smile and the next hour went by in a flash — having him become a ball of excitement as you both waited for your cab ride home outside the front of the amusement park.

“I’m ready,” you told him, and he would immediately understand what you had meant. No words needed to be shared, only him pulling your back to his chest as he rested his chin on your shoulder with a pleasing smile.

Originally posted by yourpinkpill


Jimin ➳ His hands were clad on your waist, gripping firmly as he gave you a small smile, eyes boring into your irises as they showed a story he loved to witness every chance he got. He was slowly leaning down to give you a peck when the words of first time and you had flown past yours lips and entered his audio of portals.

He was shocked, feeling a blush creeping up onto his neck before he would quickly cover up his embarrassment while his lips ghosted over yours. “I promise you,” he began, watching the way your cheeks were flaming in mortification, “I will treat you like gold.”

Originally posted by jiminrolls


V ➳ He was cuddling you against his chest as you both watched a movie intently, his fingers running through your hair as he would occasionally glance towards you to make sure you hadn’t fallen asleep — but as he looked at you after the who knows how many times he had, your eyes connected with his for a brief second. “Tae..I’m ready.”

Although he had been tired, his heart’s banging against his chest immediately fueled his veins as he was suddenly energetic. Hand moving from your head to your chin, he tilted your face up to mesh your lips upon his — feeling more than one emotion at once as bliss had hit him like a bus.

Originally posted by butaer


Jungkook ➳ “I think it’s time,” you had stated out of the blue, and it took the boy a while to see what you were exactly implying on; cheeks being struck with blood as his nervousness shot him in the heart, looking away from you in a panic.

“A-are you sure?” He questioned, the tips of his ears pooling in carmine as his body temperature rose in seconds. “And with me?” He was flustered all right, and once you had gave him a nod with a cheeky grin, his cute smile invaded his features in seconds as he scratched his neck in shyness.

Originally posted by jungkookfortunekookies


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