this is sigh worthy

  • fanfic writer: *writing* Oh wow, they are going to love this. This is by far my best work!
  • fic: *witty lines* *perfect love making* *fluffy enough to kill us all* *a dash of angst, a smidgen of hurt/comfort*
  • fanfic writer: Oh man. This is it. This will be my legacy! *sweats into fic* *bleeds into fic* *cries into fic* *spends days perfecting the grammar and verbage and sex scenes* *has 15 betas look over it*
  • fanfic writer: Okay. It is finally time to release my baby on the world. Here you go fandom. You're welcome.
  • fandom: Ha, cute. *like* *kudos*
  • fanfic writer: :/
  • * * *
  • same fanfic writer: *writing* Whatever. This is shit, I don't even care right now. A singing squirrel? Sure, let's do it. Haha, cheesy lines that make no sense, sure. Grammatical errors out the wazoo? Why not. No one's going to read this piece of crap anyway, I literally wrote it on a scrap of 1 ply toilet paper with a broken yellow crayon.
  • fanfic writer: LOL *post*
  • fandom: OMG THIS IS THE BEST THING YOU HAVE EVER GRANTED US WITH, WHERE HAS THIS BEEN ALL MY LIFE, OMG, I NEED A SEQUEL IMMEDIATELY, PLEASE. WHAT THE. I'M NOT EVEN WORTHY. *kudosrebloglikereccomment*
  • fanfic writer: *sigh*
Dawning

Oh, shameless, shameless girl. You are so bad, making him crave you with such a heinous intensity.

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Domestic!Au / Smut / Fluff (I guess?) / Drabble 

Rated M for mentions of mature themes

Word count: 815

Author’s note: when life’s a mess and I can’t write shit, smutty drabbles for the maknae are the only way to make my mood a bit better. Enjoy, I love you all <3


Dawning 

“On your stomach, love,” is quietly whispered, words dripping with need from Jeon’s lips despite the faint, timid blush still warming his cheeks. At that, a curled smile blooms on your face – oh, the way his skin grows hotter, redder under your glance so wonderfully makes your fingers twitch with anticipation; and thus you can only oblige, leaving a small peck under his jaw before turning on your stomach over the mattress. You fold your arms under the pillow, resting your tilted head above it, and just for a moment you watch him watching you with hazed eyes, bitten lips, messy hair. Cheeks flushed, but skin aching for more of his love – of his sin, of his lust.

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I can’t get my guitar wet! What should I do?

Lightning

Originally posted by themosthumanpower

Thor x Young!Reader


“Guys incoming!” Tony yelled as something hurtled towards the group.

“I’ve got it!” Thor called out, reaching his hand out for Mjölnir. “What?” He gasped when it whizzed past him.

“We could use some help!” Steve yelled, raising the shield when something came flying towards him, steadying his feet as he was forced back a little.

“It would appear Mjölnir is not cooperating.” Thor sighed, looking around for where the hammer could hurtle from.

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THE SIGNS AS DONALD TRUMP QUOTES
  • Aries: I beat China all the time. All the time.
  • Taurus: The only kind of people I want counting my money are little short guys that wear yamakas every day.
  • Gemini: I fully understand why her former husband left her for a man- he made a good decision.
  • Cancer: I don't like the crying.
  • Leo: All the women on The Apprentice flirted with me — consciously or unconsciously. That’s to be expected.
  • Virgo: Sorry losers and hates, but my IQ is one of the highest -and you all know it! Please don't feel so stupid or insecure,it's not your fault
  • Libra: Let me tell you, I'm a really smart guy. I was a really good student at the best school in the country.
  • Scorpio: I have a great relationship with the blacks.
  • Sagittarius: You know, it really doesn’t matter what the media write as long as you’ve got a young and beautiful piece of ass.
  • Capricorn: I will build a great wall — and nobody builds walls better than me, believe me —and I’ll build them very inexpensively. I will build a great, great wall on our southern border, and I will make Mexico pay for that wall. Mark my words.
  • Aquarius: I've said if Ivanka weren't my daughter, perhaps I'd be dating her.
  • Pisces: My fingers are long and beautiful, as, it has been well been documented, are various other parts of my body.

/JUMPS IN THE SUBMIT BECAUSE AAAAAAH OPEN INVITATION TO TALK ABOUT MERFORMERS. I GOT TWO SCENARIOS IN MY HEAD FOR THIS AU. HERE’S THE FIRST ONE WHICH IS A SAD??

In a coastal town, small and quaint, there’s a story that’s told during the days when the mists along the shorelines are too thick and the waters are too difficult for the fishermen to navigate. It’s a tale of a fair maiden falling in love with a great being of the sea, beautiful and tragic in the way these sort of tales always are.

How they met varies from storyteller to storyteller- Some say she fell into the waters when exploring the tide pools and the mermaid rushed to their aid, pulling them out from the tides and dragging them to the safety of the shore. Some say she saved the mermaid when they were caught by the fishermen’s nets, the foolhardy woman jumping into the water and helping untangle the great thrashing beast without pause or fear.

All agree that the meeting always between the two ends with a kiss, sweet and full of promise.

Though the woman was a known beauty, she never married. She didn’t even let anyone court her during her time alive. She would turn down all advances and proposals with a smile on her face, claiming her heart and hand had already been taken. When asked where the lucky person was, she would merely laugh as she confidently pointed towards the sea.

By all accounts they were a happy pair. It’s said the woman would wake up to find trinkets and treasures laid outside her cottage each morning. It’s claimed the mermaid would swim by her boat when she went out to the waters to keep her safe from other mermaids and pirates. It’s even speculated the woman and the mermaid had… relations with each other. Why else would the woman return to town from her trips to the beach soaking wet with a happy limp to her step, her smile vibrant and her face flushed? Why else would she rush back to the beach every early morning and return to town late in the evening? It was clear to all those who knew and believed that the woman and the mermaid were in love.

So it must have been such a pity to let the woman go.

Did the mermaid know what they were getting themselves into when they feel deeply, madly for the woman? Did they feel a sort of quiet pain to watch her age? Be reminded that the time they had was limited and twenty, thirty, forty years would not be enough them, never be enough?

Did they cry when, one day, she never returned to the beach?

Story goes that on the day of the woman’s funeral, something strange had happened but what that is exactly varies from storyteller to storyteller. Some say it was the woman’s body disappearing, the only thing inside the coffin was a collection of seashells and pearls. Some say they heard the most sorrowful song to have ever been sung in their life as the villagers passed by the beach to bury the body, the tune so sad and full of so much pain that even the hardest of hearts broke and wept.

All agree that the months leading after the woman’s passing were difficult for everyone, the waves rough and the storms unforgiving.

The accounts soon became stories. The stories became legends. The legends then became mutters told between the townsfolk on misty mornings when the waters were too dangerous to ride.

Centuries later, a descendant of the woman decides to heard to this town as part of a project. They had heard stories of this strange ancestor of theirs - along with the rather eerie knowledge that they look so similar to the woman if the old photographs and painting are anything to go by - and thought their final thesis on family lore could use this interesting bit of trivia in it. It was also an excellent excuse to see the beach during the school year, the poor thing wanting to some peace and quiet from the bustle of city life. So the weather is poor and supposedly a bad time to visit the town- They’ve dealt with worse things in the name of their grade.

As they take pictures of the tide pools where her ancestor supposedly met their mythical lover, the student realizes that someone, out in the mist covered waters, is singing a hauntingly beautiful song.

And that they’re also getting closer.


My buddy!  My friend!  I don’t even have the words right now to express how much I love this!!!  Holy frag that was so beautiful!  And read just like a classic fairytale!  And it’s so wonderfully written!  I just!!!  AHHHHHHHH!  Come here and let me love you you gorgeous, magical star fish!!!  ^3^  <3 <3 <3

anonymous asked:

#25 with Marichat?

“I can’t believe you talked me into this.” 

Chat crouched a little further behind her with a look oddly reminiscent of fear. “I need a fangirl buffer.”

“A buffer?” Marinette echoed, looking around and trying to take in the fancy event. “I thought you loved fangirls.”

He certainly had no issues pandering to them when she was around

“Only when Ladybug’s around to keep them from getting too crazy,” he argued, voicing her thoughts almost exactly. “Without her…” He shuddered. “Fangirls are scary.”

…Well.

Being something of a fangirl herself, she couldn’t exactly argue that.

“Okay, okay,” she sighed. “I’ll stick around and keep the lawsuit-worthy things to a minimum, and in return…”

She trailed off pointedly.

“A VIP pass to Gabriel’s advanced showing, I know,” he grumbled, putting her between him and a passing socialite. “Just… please.”

Marinette sighed again and prepared herself to face a small horde of jealous females.

Chat had better get her that damn VIP pass.

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Hollywood Glam Through the Decades:

1920s: Evelyn Brent

1930s: Katharine Hepburn

1940s: Vivien Leigh

1950s: Marilyn Monroe

1960s: Audrey Hepburn

1970s: Lynda Carter

1980s: Michelle Pfeiffer

1990s: Nicole Kidman

2000s: Amy Adams

2010s: Emma Watson

WORTHY [BARRY ALLEN]

request: “Okay no worries! :) Can you please do a Barry x reader where he is introducing her to Joe and Iris and Iris doesn’t like the reader for some reason (maybe jealousy) and Barry reassures the reader that he will love her no matter what. Something super fluffy with a jealousy theme pleaseee!” — by anon

a/n: i honestly didn’t want to make iris look like the bad guy (because she’s a sweetheart and i don’t believe she’ll act rude to someone she knows barry loves) so i didn’t make it too obvious that she didn’t like the reader lol.

Masterlist + Request here!

     Her hands were clammy and her jaw was already hurting from the forced smiles she has been managing to show the whole time she has arrived the West household. She was sitting beside Barry at the dining table, getting introduced further more to the most important people in her boyfriend’s life: Joe and Iris West.

     From what she has been aware of, it seemed like Joe liked her already. He asked more about her life and expressed true interest on the things she was telling him. Iris, however, was giving her a weird look and didn’t look like she wanted to be in the whole conversation. Though she at least acted civil, smiling once in a while whenever Y/N cracked a joke and bothered to question her about her job and hobbies.

      But even though nothing really major happened, Y/N knew that Iris wasn’t entirely supportive of their relationship. Especially when Iris began to tell stories of her own, stories wherein she had the best moments with Barry as if telling Y/N that she could never have what they had — that Iris was the better girl among them.

      “You alright?” asked Barry once they were already walking out of the house, her gaze up ahead with a frown etched on her face at the thoughts running around her head.

      She looked at him. “Yeah, I just —” Y/N stopped herself. “It’s nothing, just forget about it, it’s stupid, anyways.”

      Barry raised an eyebrow. “How will I know if it’s stupid if you won’t tell me?”

       "It’s already stupid without telling you.“ smiled Y/N, stopping just in front of the car with hands tucked inside her coat for the chilly night.

      "Is it Iris?” Barry frowned.

      “Is it really that obvious?” whispered the girl before him, the frown back on her lips. “I mean, it’s not entirely Iris but — like I said, completely stupid.”

      Barry sighed, scratching the back of his neck slowly. “Look, I wasn’t completely oblivious to the way she was acting earlier. I know she was being a little too much in proving that she was really my best friend.”

      Y/N nodded. “She is, right?” She bit the inside of her cheeks. “That’s why she was was your first love. I don’t even know how I can ever compete with her or how I can even be an equal compared to Iris.”

      “What are you talking about, Y/N?” Barry walked closer to her. “You do know that whatever I felt for her in the past, remains in the past, right? I love you, not her.”

      “I know and I’m sorry for thinking such things. I told you it’s stupid.” She brought her hands against her face, rubbing her flushed cheeks with her palms. “It’s just — Iris is so beautiful, and smart, and she knows you so much. As someone who just started dating you for only what have been four months, it’s easy to think that maybe I’m not worthy at all.”

      Barry placed his own hands on top of hers, tilting her face up so that he can look at her eyes. From what he was seeing, Y/N was trying to hold back the tears that were beginning to form on her eyes and the sight made him frown as well, another sigh escaping his system.

       "Y/N, you are worthy. You might have only known me for about two years but the way I feel for you, it’s enough to feel like I’ve known you for my whole life.“ said Barry. "You and Iris are both important to me, alright? But she’s more like a sister to me and you’re more like the person I want to spend my life with.”

      For the first time, she snorted a genuine laugh. “Very smooth, Allen. You gain three points for that.”

     He laughed too. “What? I’m only saying the truth.”

     "Well, it made me less worried either way.“

     Y/N removed both of their hands on her face and tightly held his as she brings it down. Barry leaned down and softly kissed her forehead, letting go to instead wrapped his arms around her shoulders and pull her closer. She breathed in his scent, smiling to herself.

      "I love you.” said Barry.

      “I love you too.” answered Y/N, chuckling. “Oh, and Barry?”

      He leaned back slightly to look at her. “What is it, babe?”

      “Can we stop by at Big Belly Burger before I go home?”

     "But we just ate?“ laughed Barry.

      Y/N grinned. "I wasn’t full enough. I couldn’t exactly eat when I kept on thinking of ways how to keep you in my life.”

      Barry rolled his eyes upon hearing her statement. “Okay, fine. My treat since I know it’s partially my fault why you’re thinking too much.”

     "Yey!“ She childishly kissed his cheek before hastily opening the car door and entering, Barry grinning as he closes it, speeding to the driver’s seat and starting the engine — amused at how the night turned out to be in the end.

anonymous asked:

Can you please do #60 for Seven/MC with a lot of fluff? c: (I like embarrassed Seven so if you don't mind can you do that?) I love your writing! It gives me so much happiness and makes me smile whenever there's a new chapter. Thank you so much for that!

I hope this is enough fluff for your sweet tooth! :) and Thank you, anon! It makes me happy that my writing brightens your day:) 


Prompt #60: You are my sunshine


 One would think that it would be the power outage that sent the RFA into absolute chaos inside Jumin’s penthouse. But no…it was three little words.

“Wait…where’s Seven?”

Yoosung noticed his disappearance first, but Jumin reacted before the question even left the blond’s mouth. With a sigh, you watched the scene erupt into something worthy of the best sitcom. You lifted your phone and started recording from your place on the kitchen island. Jaehee was trying to calm Jumin, who was frantically looking for his beloved cat. Meanwhile, Zen was howling with complaints about said cat. And lastly, Yoosung sat in the middle of the floor, head held in his hands, and regret exuding from his very body.

After half a minute, you saved the video and sent it to the culprit.

MC: Look what you’ve done.

You didn’t have to wait long for a response. You opened it, expecting a string of emojis…perhaps a detailed plan…an invitation to join him. Your fingers trembled at the prospect of all the fun you would have with your partner in crime.

707: Haha…Sry

You deflated. His response was so…lifeless.You hovered your thumbs over the keyboard, preparing some sort of reply. But worry squelched any of your enthusiastic answers.

MC: Where are you?

You waited a few minutes, the sinking feeling in your chest growing worse with every second. He couldn’t have gone far. You chewed on your bottom lip as you once again turned to the disorder unfolding in front of you. No one there would be of any help.

You hummed quietly at the phone, sending the same text in case it didn’t go through. A faint ding echoed in the distance. An idea sprung in your mind. Seven would probably make you pay for the flood of notifications, but…when had his threats stopped you before?

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Guitars and Scarred Hearts (6/?)

A Rockstar!Killian Captain Swan AU

Rated: E

Also on AO3

It has been forever and a day. I want to thank @galadriel26​, @lenfaz​, @teamhook​, @kmomof4​ for their encouragement as I dealt with a wicked bouth of writer’s block these last few months. xoxo


The tight squeeze on Killian’s arm hurt like hell, second only to the stabbing pain that went shooting through his skull as he tried to open his eyes. Slamming his lids shut in an effort to stop the agonizing throb, he took stock of his surroundings using other senses.

Machines beeped as the kung fu grip on his biceps relaxed. The air smelled medicinal and the drone of daytime television came from off in the distance.

Hospital.

Had he been in an accident?

Ignoring the pain, he opened his eyes again and, as his pupils adjusted to the harsh lighting, he took stock.

No casts. 

He flexed his toes and bent his knees, breathing out a sigh of relief when he could move them, the rasp of crappy industrial linens under his legs. 

Not paralyzed.

A nurse bustled in, startling him and Killian choke-coughed, his throat raw.

“What happened?” His voice was wrecked and gravelly, and it felt like he was trying to swallow around a rock.

The nurse held up a finger and went to the phone on the wall.

“Can you let Dr. Miller know the patient in room 204 is awake?” She hung up and turned, walking over to the bed and taking Killian’s wrist in her hand. “The doctor will be in shortly to go over things with you, Mr. Jones.” She avoided eye contact with him as she took his pulse, checked the last reading on the blood pressure machine and went to the computer to type in some numbers.

Realizing she wasn’t going to give him any information, Killian leaned his aching head back onto his pillow and started wracking his brain.

He remembered the crisis team standing by while his manager raked him over the coals for getting arrested. Killian had slouched in the corner, rum bottle in hand, as the suits devised a PR plan to pull their client’s ass out of the mess he’d put himself in. When they left, he’d made a few calls and by nightfall, a party was in full swing.

Emma.

Had he talked to her? Killian scrunched up his face trying hard to separate reality from the dozens of conversations he’d had in his head with her since that night on the boat. The night they’d kissed and touched, her blonde head in his lap as –

No, wait. That hadn’t been on the boat. And that hadn’t been Emma. The hair was too brittle. The eyes all wrong. The sounds she made as he fucked her – them, because holy shit there were two – were porn star fake.

Oh, God.

A boisterous knock came and before Killian could croak out a “come in” the door swung open. A doctor he didn’t recognize was followed into the room by a man he knew all too well, and parts of his lost night came flooding back.

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yearning. pt.2

pairing: kwon jiyong x you x dong youngbae
rating: m (language, sexual fantasies/thoughts)
genre: angst, fluff, future smut
pt.1, pt.2

playlist - JIYONG
playlist - YOUNGBAE

Originally posted by fxxktaeyang

Originally posted by jeonvguk

It was a cloudy day. A grey veil of fog encased the surroundings of the airport and somehow managed to dampen everyone’s mood more than just a tad. It’s strange, although airports usually were a happy place - a place where you’d see your loved ones again or would send them off to new adventures - but not today it seemed. 

Today everyone merely kept to themselves, eyes straight ahead and hands firmly enclosing their precious luggage. No laughter, no smiles, no hugging of family members or friends.

Fitting, considering the sour mood Jiyong was in.

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He leans in to kiss you but you run away flustered

Sunggyu: -he would be embarrassed by that action you had done- *gif*

Originally posted by chandoo

Dongwoo: -he would find it sigh worthy, after your took off leaving him there- “one day”

Originally posted by chandoo

Woohyun: -he would be flustered because they boys started teasing him about it- “I don’t think it would be as big of a problem without you guys here”

Originally posted by namgyusoo

Hoya: -he would sigh as he had tried kissing you for a bit now, since you were dating he hope you would kiss him back- *gif*

Originally posted by infnthoya

Sungyeol: -he would start doing it to tease you and then you would run off and he would laugh over it- “why does she hate it so much?’

Originally posted by wonyeols

L: -he would heat up right away when you left him there because he felt like you didn’t want to kiss him at all- “why is this happening?”

Originally posted by inpinitaize

Sungjong: -he would start laughing because he wasn’t sure if you were dodging his kisses because you didn’t like him- “this can’t be happening”

Originally posted by jdw-juseyo

#10: Too Horny *

*mature


____


Y/N lied in the bed, 9am and holiday, adding to her excuse to rest all and all after the hustle and work full week. Her position on the mattress abstract: her lying on her stomach, both arms curled around her head in a ‘O’. Her legs spread, the blanket just at her waist in a thin strip and the air conditioners on at full blow.

She was at the most blissful state she’s dreamed of always, and after working hard and tiring one to bones, the sleep feels very worthy.

A satisfied sigh escapes her mouth just then. She felt happy, inside-out.

Harry watched her from his study table in the room, his phone twiddling between his fingers as his eyes seemed fixated on her behind, no deliberation behind it risen a little in the air.

She looked sane and pious in her heavenly stature, whilst Harry’s eyes grew large and wild with lust behind them. How he hated her being so lazy, and then sleeping in just a thin shirt and panties escaped his fingers in a tight squeeze against the home button of his phone, making a loud clicking sound.

He couldn’t take it, he had very less control over himself now - now after watching her for good hours.

He got off of his chair, slowly prodding to the devil lying on bed, looking so peaceful after torturing his instincts. He climbed up the bed to her, watching her heart shaped lips pressed closed and eyes shut with no sign of turbulence. He got on his knees, sitting right at her feet, and slowly kneeled forward, his lips coming in contact with her sensitive skin separated through the thin cloth of her panties.

Y/N felt a chill barge through her sanity, her breath quivered in her sleep and she instantaneously closed her legs, making Harry flinch back quick. He gave a delirious smirk, watching her steer and turn on her back to the mattress.

He slid forward, his legs going dangling against her hips and he bent to her face, his lips puckered and ready to touch her skin.

“Y/N..” he whispered through the breath escaping his lips, his fingers sliding down to touch her sides, ticklish and naughty.

Y/N knew what it was, and deliberately shifted her face to the side to make his lips touch her cheek now.

Harry pressed his weight down against her chest, going down to have his groin right against her core.

“Wake up, you. I need you..” he tempted her through his sensuous tone, his lips hovering away from her cheek and now at her jaw.

“Mhmm.”

“I want to fuck you, god, pound into you, baby, make you howl my name and kiss you everywhere, so much, so fuc-”

“I want to sleep, Harry.” Y/N stated in a sleepy, drooling tone. She tried to shift again but Harry’s weight came plummeting down on her. She groaned, restless.

“Harry, please, get off.” She whined.

Harry remained silent, hiding his face in her neck, his breathing ragged.

“Get this, Y/N, I won’t ask for it again.” He threatened in a deep, muffled tone.

Y/N said nothing in reply but just hummed.

“Do you hear me? I won’t come to you again.” He slowly began to withdraw from their closeness, rising up till he supported himself above her with his palms against the mattress.

“I am leaving…”

Y/N hummed again. Soon enough, she felt the warmth of his body dimnish into thin air.


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Y/N wrapped her hair in a bunch in her hand, tying a hair band around her bun to secure tight as she made her way out of the room in the same clothes she had worn to sleep. It was 10am; of course she couldn’t get a blink of sleep after Harry’s heavy, arousing touches and voice.

She walked into the kitchen, and her eyes firstly landed on her Harry: Harry, dressed in only a pair of boxers and nothing more, nothing less. He faced his back, his broad, creamy skinned back to her whilst he prepared coffee.

Y/N knew exactly what her munchkin was up to.

She hugged him from behind, touching her lips onto his soft, hot body. He shivered from her contact but remained speechless in his demeanour. So the anticipated ignoring act was on.

“Baby,” Y/N began. “Walking around in your underwear doesn’t make me want you, it makes you fucking cute.” She mused, peppering kisses on his back.

Harry turned to her, his coffee held on hold beside him on the granite slab. He pushed his body more against the slab, creating an impossible space between them to look clearly at her with a glare.

“And,” Y/N continued. “I don’t fuck cute boys; I kiss them, so many times.”

She stepped on her toes and began with her lips against his face, everywhere from the forehead to his collar bones.

A moment later, Harry’s hand clutched her wrist and pulled her down, bringing her hands beside her.

“How about when the cute boy becomes cheeky, huh?” Harry spoke, his one hand going down and squeezing her behind, causing a loud squeal escape her mouth followed by her body colliding against his. She giggled, watching his amused face.

“But now, Miss Y/N Y/L/N, you get neither the cute boy.”

With this, he slipped out of her cage around him and swayed his hips to the living room. Y/N bit her lips, frustrated from her gut.

She followed behind him, watching him sit on the couch with the television on and on the opportunity, jumped to slide into his lap, straddling his hips urgently.

Harry gave her a look, and then ignored again to shift his attention to the television behind.

Y/N’s hand reached up to his head, slowly lingering on the scalp before sliding down at the base of his hair at the neck. She grabbed the hair tight and pulled him to her, shooting her eyebrows up and giving him a challenging look.

Harry had his eyes fixated on the lady.
“I leave for a meeting soon, you better get off.” he uttered in a deep, throaty voice.

“What’s this link between a meeting and me on your lap..?” She slurred, shifting a little to now sit right on his growing erection. Harry’s tension showed off from him squeezing his legs a little.

“I would be the most unprofessional act to sit with blue balls amidst important people .” He fired, a little shook tone.

“Oh, then take off the bloody tension, baby. Take it off.” She tugged on his hair hard again, bringing their faces to extreme close; and now if their lips wouldn’t touch, it’d be a miracle.

Harry bit his lip, gazing at hers.

Suddenly, his hands came down on her hips. They tightened around them and in a flip he got her under him on the lush couch.

His lips prodded her after they broke in a smile with the comment - “You’re the greediest woman I’ve ever seen in my life.”

His lips sucked on to hers, desperate, hungry, wild, behaving as if this is something new. Y/N loved it; his rawness at touching and feeling her, and making her feel wanted and needy, all at once.

Harry broke away, glistening her skin down to her jaw, nibbling on her skin and the edge and then finding her neck to touch his lips. Y/N hands gripped firmer on his hair, tugging again and again to make him moan with her.

Harry sat up, looking at her with wet, red lips and then ducking to pull her panties down her slender legs.

“And, you are the most horniest- ”

Harry fingers plunged into her core; Y/N’s head upturned to the ceiling, her screaming his name. He moved in and out, in and out of her in quick flicks, wetting her to ease.

“Baby, I am gonna fuck you today, no mercy for ones who reject me.”

“Ahh, yes, sweetheart, I am so needed to be punished.”

Harry deep chuckled, slipping out of his boxers and entering her in one swift push. He throbbed inside her, impatient and needy to release himself. Y/N held onto his biceps, pressing and digging her fingernails into his skin. He pulled her up, sitting her in front of him and pressed their chests together, hurdling into her with his eyes in contact with hers.

Sweaty beads accumulated on their skin, their breaths laboured and their arousal seemed close with every thrust of his hips against hers.

One last groaning of each other’s name and they both came undone: so blissful, so contending.

Their lips met again, and they slumped back on the couch, Harry atop her.

“Never reject me this recklessly how you did today, Y/N. Won’t be too healthy for you.” Harry mused, biting his lip.

Y/N sighed, kissing his shoulder. “I feel this is what I’d prefer now, Styles.”

happy birthday to brooke, my best friend, my favorite person to cuddle, and probably the most passionate snk fan i have ever met; thank you for everything that you do.

i present a condensed version of an idea i’ve been toying with. more to come later on. enjoy <3


Erwin jolts awake. His heart beats so loudly he wonders if Levi will startle awake and pull a pillow over his ears while telling Erwin to stop being so noisy, I’m trying to sleep, all mock-irritation in his voice because usually it’s a fart that wakes him; but when he glances down Levi isn’t there, his bed is empty, and he is alone, surrounded on all sides by oppressing darkness that does little to assuage the cacophony of discordant thoughts swirling through his head.

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“Sebastian?”

“Yes, my little one?”

“Would you like? Um..never mind.It’s stupid.” 

“I want to hear it even more now. Please do tell.” I said quickly, lifting his head upwards with two digits so I could stare into his luminescent eyes.

“I was thinking..” he started absently circling one nimble finger on my chest making me purr slightly under his affections, before continuing “ That maybe we should buy a place just for the two of us.”

“Well, we do have the manor and the townhouse. I don’t exactly see the point. If you want us to be alone more often, then we could just send the servants away for the weekend.”

“Yes, yes but.. I would like for us to have a place where we could just be ourselves, without having to be cautious all the time that someone might see…Right here, in Bath. A small little house, nothing fancy.Maybe take more trips like this one during the weekends..”

“I see, small. You don’t want to spoil this lowly servant too much, huh?I asked teasingly, kissing his brow.

“You bastard! You ruin every moment…” He informed me, his little mouth pouting adorably.  

“You know, dearest I could just make that out of thin air..No need for expenses.” I told him, moving to place a chaste kiss on top of that delightful mouth of his, unable to keep myself from doing so.

“But then the meaning of it would just go to waste!”

“You spoil me too much, kitten.”

“I believe is the other way around. Especially these last few days.” He said, caressing my face with a small, delicate hand.

“You deserve everything I give you. Never doubt that. If anything I’m the one who’s not worthy of you.” I sigh, pulling the boy a little closer to me as if I was afraid if I did not do so, someone might snatch him away from me.

“Let’s just say we’re both lucky and leave it at that."He decided, closing his eyes.

"Such kindness.” I hum, kissing his cheek lovingly, before continuing “You are the most alluring being I’ve encountered in my life. Notice that I said being, not human.And I lived for thousand of years so believe me, if I say you are special.”

“God.. Stop saying embarrassing stuff like that!” He yelped. 

But I could feel his plump lips curl up into a smile as he pressed them against my chest. 

2

Name: It took you some time
Pairing: Crowley x reader
Summary: Crowley and the reader have been dating for quite some time, but she still can’t admit that she loves him because of the previous messed up experience with dating.

“Good evening, love,” Crowley greets you, hanging his coat in the hallway and walking in your room.

“Evening,” you smile at him, raising your eyes from your laptop. “How was your day?”

“Very annoying Winchesters,” he mumbles, sitting down next to you and planting a quick kiss on your cheek. “They got Lucifer out.”

“Again?” you smile, and Crowley takes a look at your screen. “That’s the paperwork that you chose to ignore. I’ve been working on it for some time.”

“You are golden, kitten,” he sighs. “It is just… boring.”

“Not worthy of the King of Hell?” he grins and nods. “You are lazy, sunshine.”

“I love you,” he whispers and rests his head on your shoulder, closing his eyes, tickling your neck with his breath. You smile and tilt your head, so that your chin is pressed against his forehead. “What would I do without you?”

“Do your paperwork on your own,” you grin. Crowley nods and puts both hands on your waist, holding you close, letting his fingers slide under your shirt and rest on your skin, slowly stroking it. “I am working, you know.”

“I do,” he murmurs, taking your laptop and putting it on the table. “Come on.”

“What?” you turn to him and smile, realizing that he’s been staring at you for a very long time. “Crowley?”

“Me, me,” he pulls you in a slow kiss, then pushes your head on his shoulder. “Just rest, won’t you?” you nod and rest your head next to his neck, as Crowley softly strokes your skin, not trying to pull you to bed, but simply trying to ‘mark’ you as his own.

“Crowley?”

“M?” he interlocks your fingers and gently kisses your palm.

“I love you,” you whisper as quietly as possible, and the only thing that proves that Crowley heard you is the slightly more tight grip of his fingers.

“It took you some time, didn’t it?” he smiles, slowly raising your head to look you in the eye. You smile apologetically, and Crowley pulls you in a soft kiss, stroking your neck. “I love you too, kitten.”

How to pick a BTS Bias

It’s rather simple….you don’t

it’s just not possible….

I MEAN 

LOOK AT NAMJOON???

Originally posted by ksjknj

HOW CAN YOU NOT LOVE HIM?

LOOK AT THOSE DIMPLES!!

Originally posted by aestheticpinkjoon

THEY SLAY MY ENTIRE EXISTENCE!!!

AND NOT ONLY IS HE ATTRACTIVE! 

BUT HE’S A GIANT DORK!

Originally posted by jiminiminii

THAT DESTROYS  EVERYTHING!

(…including the tiny bit of sanity I have left…)

AND ITS HONESTLY ADORABLE!

Originally posted by officialmonstaxmemes

AND NOT IS HE ONLY CUTE AND A GIANT DORK BUT HE’S HIGHLY INTELLIGENT, A GREAT LEADER FOR BTS,  AN AMAZING RAPPER, AND OVERALL FANTASTIC HUMAN BEING WHO DESERVES SO MUCH LOVE!

JUST LOOK

Originally posted by bangthebae

AT THAT SQUISH

Originally posted by yoongichii

HOW CAN YOU NOT LOVE HIM? 

After looking at Namjoon one would think end of story.

 BTS bias has been found!…the only problem with that is…

THIS HANDSOME PRINCE IS ALSO IN THE BAND

Originally posted by fawnave

LOOK AT SEOKJIN AND ALL HIS WORLD WIDE HANDSOMENESS

…i think i need a moment to recover from the gif….

Alright I’m good…I think….

BUT ANYWAY

Originally posted by bwiseoks

HE’S SO PRECIOUS!

Originally posted by bulletproof-heaven

AND A WALKING MEME 

Originally posted by the8-carat

HE IS JUST SO PERFECT! EVEN WHEN HE’S NOT TRYING TO BE!!

Originally posted by softlytaejin

HE DESERVES SO MUCH LOVE! HE CAN COOK, HE’S CARING, HE TAKES CARE OF THE REST OF BANGTAN LIKE A GOOD MOM SHOULD , AND HAS A SWOON WORTHY SINGING VOICE

Originally posted by bangtan

…*sigh* my heart just can’t handle…

But you see this is where the problems start to pop up. 

How can one possibly choose between Namjoon and Jin? 

Could this be anymore difficult??

Well guess what!

IT SURE CAN BECAUSE OF THIS ANGEL 

Originally posted by syubto

HE’S YOUR HOPE!

Originally posted by gotjhope

HE’S YOUR ANGEL 

Originally posted by nnochu

HE’S JHOPE

Originally posted by hohbi

AKA ANOTHER MEMBER OF BTS HERE TO WRECK ANY BIAS YOU MIGHT HAVE THOUGHT YOU HAD

Originally posted by yoongis--babygirl

WELL THINK AGAIN BECAUSE THE SUNSHINE THAT IS HOBI WILL LEGIT DANCE HIS WAY INTO YOUR BIAS LIST AND COMPLETELY WRECK EVERYTHING!

Originally posted by morekpopmore

AS IN HE WILL LEGIT DANCE HIS WAY INTO YOUR HEART

Originally posted by jjang-pandaa

AND NOT ONLY CAN THIS BOY MOVE BUT HE RAPS LIKE NOBODIES BUSINESS!

THIS BEAUTIFUL BALL OF SUNSHINE WILL DESTROY YOU WITH HIS HUGE SMILE AND ABSOLUTELY CAPTIVATING  PERSONALITY THAT WILL BRING LIGHT EVEN ON YOUR DARKEST OF DAYS. 

By this point you should realize that even attempting to pick a bias is futile…

ESPECIALLY WITH THIS CUTE LITTLE MOCHI RUNNING AROUND AND WRECKING EVERYTHING!

Originally posted by jiyoongis

THAT’S RIGHT PARK JIMIN WILL WRECK YOUR BIAS LIST FASTER THAN YOU CAN BLINK!

Originally posted by kpopidolaegyooo

ONE MINUTE YOU ARE A NAMJOON STAN AND THE NEXT THING YOU KNOW THIS CUTE LITTLE GUY HAS SUNG HIS WAY INTO YOUR VERY SOUL 

Originally posted by bangtan

HOW CAN SOMEONE BE SO ADORABLE?

Originally posted by minspink

BUT SO HOT AT THE SAME TIME?????

Originally posted by jiminsjiminie

IT SHOULDN’T BE LEGAL TO BE SO FINE AND SUCH A MOCHI!

HIS EVERYTHING IS PERFECT 

Originally posted by allforbts

HE WRECKED YOUR BIAS WITH HIS SPARKLING PERSONALITY AND KILLER DANCE MOVES AND HE KNOWS IT!

A lot of army claim that all of BTS is their bias, and that they have an ultimate bias…but to be honest I don’t understand how they can even pick an ultimate bias?!

WHEN YOU HAVE A CUTIE LIKE JUNGKOOK RUNNING AROUND

Originally posted by theking-or-thekid

THIS MAKNAE IS LEGIT GOLDEN 

Originally posted by nnochu

KOOKIE CAN DO ANYTHING PERFECTLY 

Originally posted by dream-bts

WHILE ALSO LOOKING HOTTER THAN THE HELL FIRE THAT I WILL PROBABLY END UP IN.

HE CAN SING

Originally posted by ultranicolet

DANCE

Originally posted by jungkookandyugyeomwhores

RAP

HE CAN DO IT ALL

HE’S ALSO A MEME KING

Originally posted by narika-a

WHICH IS WHY HE WILL JUNGSHOOK UP YOUR ENTIRE BIAS LIST 

Originally posted by baekon-stripss

When it comes to BTS bias wreckers

…don’t even get my started on Min Yoongi….

Originally posted by nnochu

THIS BOY WRECKS BIASES FOR FUN

THAT SMILE 

IT KILLS ME

Originally posted by elatedkindoflife

(*dies*)

I KNEW I SHOULDN’T OF STARTED TALKING ABOUT SUGA

Originally posted by feelalpha

NOT ONLY DOES YOONGI WRECK MY BIAS LIST 

Originally posted by charrytommoto

BUT HE WRECKS MY ENTIRE LIFE 

Originally posted by jeonsshi

…i just need a moment…

Originally posted by martina-07

okay…I’m good…I think…

BUT ANYWAY!

THIS BOY WILL SLIDE HIS CUTE ANGRY MARSHMALLOW SELF INTO YOUR BIAS LIST AND THEN COMPLETELY ERADICATE IT WITH GUMMY SMILES, PIANO PLAYING ABILITIES, AND RAP SKILLS LIKE YOU WOULDN’T BELIEVE!

Originally posted by nomilkonlysuga

By now you probably think that we are done and picking a BTS bias is exactly as I said impossible….

BUT THINK AGAIN BECAUSE THERE’S STILL ONE MORE BTS BIAS WRECKING CUTIE!

HIS NAME IS TAEHYUNG 

Originally posted by hoe4bts

And if you spell taehyung backwards you get gnuyheat which means adorable in some language I just made up. 

HE GOES FROM ADORABLE PUPPY TO FINE AS HELL IN MATTER OF NANO SECONDS 

Originally posted by jjks

HIS DEEP VOICE WILL HAVE YOU SHOOK FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE

(AS WELL AS THIS GIF)

Originally posted by jimin-bts-trashs

ESPECIALLY WHEN HE GROWLS!

Originally posted by taevisual

HE’S FINE AND HE KNOWS IT!

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

HIS SMILE IS TO DIE FOR

Originally posted by sonyondan

HE IS HONESTLY THE CUTEST THING ON THE PLANET WHICH IS WHY HE WILL WIGGLE HIS WAY INTO YOUR HEART AND DESTROY EVERYTHING YOU THOUGHT YOU KNEW ABOUT EVERYTHING. 

So proof that picking a BTS bias is IMPOSSIBLE

THEY 

Originally posted by lostinbangtan

ARE ALL 

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

PERFECT

Originally posted by mewchim


…wow this is really long i’m sorry….

Each house when: being confronted by a Muggle
  • Gryffindor: lmao are you drunk again Jackson *slams another beer upon table*
  • Hufflepuff: Maaaaan I wish ! That would be so awesome ! *Oscar-worthy dramatic sigh*
  • Ravenclaw: *look from underneath their googles* Didn’t you already know that ?
  • Slytherin: *smirks* kss kss