this is taking way too long excuse me

anonymous asked:

Excuse me, I just LOVE the way you draw and write Berrarris! Also, a small thing to think about: tiny human having a giant crush on Berrarris, and it's the same vice-versa. The two adorable dorks have been taking too long to talk about their feelings, thus annoying everybody around with their cuteness.

I’m not going to cry! Sorry, but this ask just had to include a super quick sketch of Berrarris with a crush! <3 

Lets say, the human is waiting for Death, who’s discussing something confidential with The Keeper. This is the third time they’ve visited, and Berrarris still hasn’t plucked up the courage to talk to the human. xoxo

Helping Hands (M)

Originally posted by pkjjm

Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x Reader

✓  Genre: smut

✓  Words: 2.827

✓  Warnings: a little of voyeurism | dirty talk | Dom!Jungkook | Slight Dom!Reader.

✓  Requested: No

✓  A/N: my dirty dirty mind was working a lot this morning in physics class.

Also,I’m sorry for the ending, I could not think of a better one. But I hope you dirty minds and souls enjoy this smut.

✓  Remember: English is not my first language; if there’s any kind of errors please tell me and send me your thoughts so I can get better and better. Thanks!


צ “I interrupted your ‘alone time’,Jungkook. The least I can do is jerk you off right here”

It was a Saturday night and as always, I found myself chatting with my friends at their dorm.

Instead of playing videogames like we always do, we decided to watch a movie because we would rather relax than scream at each other the words:”YOU CHEATED”.

Jin was ordering four boxes of pizza when I noticed someone was missing.

Jeon Jungkook.

My crush. The Golden Maknae that was good at everything and even more at making my heart beat like I ran a marathon. The guy that was so out of my reach but I never lost hope. We were so alike that we could be best friends, however his shyness and my nervousness made the bond impossible.

“Where’s Jungkook?”, I asked Taehyung, that was right beside me looking at the screen of his cellphone.

He looked at me and smirked. I just rolled my eyes in response. Everyone has the same reaction every time I say his name. Everybody knew about my feelings for him but the golden boy was the only oblivious about it.

“He’s in his bedroom. He said he needed to do something really important”, he told me while looking back at his cellphone.

“Talking about him, can you go and call him, (Y/N)?”, Jin said while taking the plates and cups to put on the table.

Hesitating a little, I nodded and went upstairs to go to his bedroom but not before seeing everybody’s devilish smirks and stares, making me blush and roll my eyes at the same time.

I slowly walked in the hall and in 15 seconds I found myself staring at his room’s door. I breathed heavily and raised my fist to knock on his door but stopped midway when I heard him groan.

Confused, I frowned. 

“Is he in pain?”, I thought.

But this thought faded away when I heard a moan and my name spilling from his lips.

My mouth fell wide open and I couldn’t help but to feel aroused.

My curiosity took the best of me and I opened the door, leaving just a an ajar open. I watched him buck his hips into his hands making him gasp and groan louder.

“You’re such a good girl, (Y/N)!”, he moaned making me feel like I was close to a volcano.

“So,so good princess. Fuck!”

Maybe it was the heat that was exhaling from my body or the way he was moaning my name and imagining me there with him but I found the confident person in me and opened his door for real when he was, again, saying how much of a good little girl I was.

“Am I? I must be, I’m making you a mess and I’m not even touching you”, I said leaning against the door frame with a sly smirk while watching him cover himself with the eyes wide like a deer in headlights.

“(Y-Y-YN)”, he stuttered. 

“We’re gonna start watching the movies; finish the important thing you have to do”, I said grinning.”And come join us”, I finished my sentence closing the door going back downstairs.

“Where is this confidence coming from?”

“Where’s Jungkook?”, Namjoon asked when I reappeared in the kitchen.

“He’s on his way”, I answered,  not being able to contain the sly smirk that came on my lips again.

The boys frowned in confusion but I ignored them.

Jin was putting Coke in the cups for everybody when Jungkook showed up, not even giving me a glance.

“Hey, did you finish the important thing you were doing?”, Yoongi asked.

I looked at Jungkook and saw him gulp in nervousness.

“He did”, I grinned, seeing Jungkook look at me with wide eyes.

“Does he think I’m gonna tell?”, I laughed inside my head.

“What were you doing that was so important?”, Hoseok questioned.

 “I-I”, my crush stuttered.

“He was playing Overwatch”, I lied.”And he won”, I said jumping with a grin on my face.

The boys nodded, congratulating him while going to the living room.

“Congratulations, Kookie”, I said passing my left hand on his hard chest while passing past him.

The boys took the best seat in front of the TV, leaving just a two-seats sofa free. I knew that they didn’t do that just because of they wanted the best seats, they were doing on purpose so I could be close to Jungkook.

In any other day, I’d have rolled my eyes but not today.

I smiled sitting on the couch feeling Jungkook’s presence one second after I sat.

Jungkook looked around and noticed that the only available seat was next to me.

The room fell silent while everybody was waiting for Jungkook to make a move.

Slowly, he made his way towards the small sofa, sitting beside me.

“Okay,let’s start!, Jin said,pressing the play button of the remote.

The tension in the room seemed to fade as the movie started, catching everyone’s attention.

Well, everyone except me and Jungkook.

I could see his broad shoulders get tenser and tenser when I would make a move.

Thirty minutes passed and I couldn’t pay attention to the movie as the image of Jungkook masturbating because of me took place on my mind.

I took one of the blankets piled on a table close to the sofa that Jin left just in case if we would feel cold.

I put the blanket over me and Jungkook, making him jump in surprise and look at me startled.

I giggled and got close to him, whispering in his ear.

“Relax,Jungkook”, I murmured in the sexiest voice I could make.

“My plan is only starting”, I thought with a smirk.

I looked around discreetly and saw that everybody was too into the movie to notice if something happens. And even if they weren’t, they wouldn’t see anything because the sofa’s back was totally facing them.

I started in slow motion, rubbing my legs to show I was aroused. Gently moving to make my legs touch his. I pretended to fix my hair just to brush my fingers on his ar and shoulders. In a few more attempts I saw him squirm and I knew my plan was working.

I got closer to him and put my right hand on his thigh, rubbing it slowly and then grabbing his shaft, gently, through his pants, feeling it’s hardness.

“You’re so hard,Jungkookie”, I said looking at him with a smile.”Well, is no surprise since I interrupted you”, I chuckled darkly.

“Wh-wha-what are you doing?”, he asked with wide eyes, looking at me and then my hand.

“I interrupted you, Jungkook”, I repeated more firmly with a pout on my lips.”So I’m going to jerk you off right here”, I finished the sentence making him gulp.

With no warnings nor hesitation, I put my hands inside his boxers briefs, feeling his hard cock get in contact with my hand.

“Oh my God,Jungkook. You’re so big”, I said seeing in the corner of my eye his cocky smile.

But it soon disappeared when I started to move my hand up and down bis shaft, feeling how thick it is.I passed my thumb over the head of his cock, spreading out the pre cum all over the rest of his length, lubricating it.

A few minutes after, my movements started to make wet noises so I had to go a little slower, making Jungkook whine in complaints. 

“Ah”, Jungkook hissed.”Please don’t stop”

“I’d love to see you a mess,Jungkookie,but do you want them finding out?”,I said watching him bite his bottom lip.

“Let’s go upstairs”, he suggested,breathlessly, more like a command.

I nodded stopping my movements, making him whine at the loss of contact. I made a sign, indicating that he should go first.

He nodded and got up, hiding his erection with the movement of his hands in front of his crotch. 

“I’m really tired”, he faked an yawn. “I’ll go to bed”, he announced but no one really paid attention.

He made a sound with his lips while making a pout making me giggle quietly. He looked at me and smirked,winking at me before heading upstairs.

After 2 minutes, I faked an yawn too saying I was going to sleep.

“Tae, can I use your bed?”

“You can use any bed you want I guess, no one will sleep in their rooms tonight, well, except Jungkook”, he said wiggling his eyebrows.

“Oh, shut up! Seriously you guys don’t mind?”

“Yah, we’ll pass the whole night watching movies, now go to sleep and let us watch the movie, please?”, Yoongi said stuffing his mouth with popcorn.

“Okay. Goodnight,guys!”, I said making my way upstairs.

When I was almost knocking on Jungkook’s door, it suddenly opened and then Jungkook pushed me inside.

“You took way too long”, he looked at me seriously.

“I had to make a good excuse”, I shrugged my shoulders.

Jungkook hurriedly got closer, circling my waits with his strong arms. He buried his face on my neck, giving light kisses, going up to my jawline and then my lips.

The kiss started slow but soon started to get faster and passionate. The lust between us growing and growing.

“God, I waited so long for this”, he said taking off his shirt and throwing me on his bed.

“I dream so much about you and your gorgeous body”, he told me while looking into my eyes.

“Yeah?”, I stared intensely at his eyes, taking all my strength to not look at his abs.”What do you usually dream about?”

He smirked.”You sucking me off; me eating you out; fucking you so hard that the only thing you’ll be able to say and scream is my name. I dream about making you mine and just mine”, he listed making me moan.

“Make me yours, Jungkook”, I whispered maintaining the eye contact.

He grinned taking my shirt off, throwing on the floor. My bra soon followed.

Jungkook was going directly to the point. He kissed my right boob then started to suck my nipples, sometimes surrounding the areola with his tongue. He soon followed to my other boob, giving it the same treatment.

After he was done, he gave little pecks and licks on my abdomen, tummy, belly button until he got on the hem of my jeans.

He unbuttoned my jeans and forcefully pulled them down my legs.

“Man, he really is in a hurry. I most have worked him up pretty badly,huh?”

Jungkook stopped to look at me all spread out on his bed. He licked his lips like I was some kind of meal, making me more turned on with his stare.

“Jungkook!”,I whined catching his attention.”Please,fuck me!”

He smirked.”Soon baby, I wanna taste you first”, he winked at me, pulling my panties down.

He gave both my inner thighs little pecks, soon he was in front of my dripping core.

He took some of my substance on the tip of his index finger, smirking while doing it a few times. It was like he was playing with my juices like a little boy with his truck.

“You’re so wet,baby”, he grinned.”All wet and just for me,right, princess?”

“Yes,yes,please Jungkook”, I whined.”Do something”

He grinned, soon licking a long stripe up my folds, humming with a smile on his face.

“You have no idea how many times I imagined your taste on my tongue”, he hummed once again.

With no warnings, he started to devour my pussy, making me gasp and arch my back, earning a grin from him. He latched on to my clit, sucking in forcefully. He went down, plunging his tongue inside my leaking whole, massaging my clit with his thumb, making me moan louder.

He hummed in response.

“You like that,princess?”, he asked me then licking my whole with the tip of his tongue.

“Yes, Jungkook”, I moaned.”Please,keep going”

“Look at me,princess”, he commanded. I obeyed him, seeing him grin at me.

“That’s right,princess. Watch what I’m doing to you, to your tight little pussy”

With that, he plunged his two fingers inside of me, making me squeeze the sheets. His mouth came back to my clit, abusing it in the most delicious of ways.

His pace fastened and I felt that magical knot forming in my stomach. Sensing that I was close to cumming,he stopped making a whine come out of my lips.

“Don’t worry,princess. The fun is about to start”,he smirked and winked at me.

“W-wait! What about you? I want to play with you too”, I said with a pout.

He smiled and caressed my cheek.

“Other time,baby. My cock can’t wait any longer to be inside you”.

He took off his gray sweatpants and boxers, showing me perfect and toned body. My eyes traveled from his face,passing to his collarbones,chest,abs and finally his erect cock, that was dripping with pre cum,begging for attention.

While he was busy looking for a condom, I wrapped my hand around his shaft, pumping it slowly, making him tense and moan above me.

He shooed my hand, soon after, putting the condom hurriedly. He put both of his hands on each side of my head,giving a peck on my forehead making my heart melt.He slowly looked at my eyes and silently asked for permission that was hurriedly conceded it.

The romantic aura was soon gone when he inserted his dick inside of my pussy. He hissed loudly whilst I moaned his name in a high pitched voice. He slowly set the pace, fastening minute by minute.

I clawed his back,hissing at the amount of force he was using to fuck me.

“Yeah,you like that,princess?”, he asked me breathlessly.”Do you like when I pound into your tight little cunt like that?”

The amount of pleasure made impossible to answer to his dirty talk, so I just moaned instead. But Jungkook wasn’t very pleased with that.

“Answer me when I’m talking to you,princess”, he said giving me a hard slap on my right thigh, earning him a yelp from my lips.

“I’m gonna ask you one more time and you better answer,baby, or you’ll regret. Do you like when I pound into your tight little cunt,huh?”

“YES! Yes,Jungkook! Oh my God,please Jungkook!”,I replied him gripping his hair locks between my fingers.

“Good girl”,he praised me,going even faster,making my whole body bounce.One of his hands went down and grabbed one of my boobs, squeezing it gently even with his rough pace.

Just when I was about to feel that knot again,he stopped and pulled out of me.

He didn’t give me time to protest as he roughly turned me around. Instinctively, I lifted my butt earning a slap from Jungkook that made me moan in delight.

“I wish I could do this all day,but I’m desperate to milk you with my cum”

He started his violent thrusts again. He put one hand on my hip and the other on my waist,keeping me steady. The only sound that could be heard was skin slapping skin and our moans, that were getting louder and louder. Surely, the boys and the whole building was aware of what we were doing however we weren’t minding it.

“Fuck,you feel so good around me,baby”

“Yeah? You like when my pussy squeezes your cock?”, I asked with a smirk, trying to look behind me, seeing him with his head thrown back.

“Oh,fuck, I like it so much,princess”,he said looking at me.”You look so beautiful on all fours for me”

A few more thrusts and the knot on my stomach was just ready to explode.

“J-Jungkook! I’m close! I-I’m going to-”

“No,you’re not allowed to cum until I say so,baby”

“But ple-”

“I said no”,he said with the most dominating and sexiest voice ever,making me whimper and nod as a good girl.

I was trying my best not to cum and at the same time I was praying that he found his release soon, if not I’m damned.

“Oh,princess! I’m so going to cum!’”, he started to let out multiples ‘ah’s’, indicating that he was indeed close to his orgasm.

“Please,Jungkook! Let me cum!”, I pleaded.

He hovered me,pressing his chest against my back. The hand that was holding my hip traveled to my clit and started massaging it making my eyes roll.

“Cum for me,princess”,he commanded and it seemed that my body only needed his words because soon after I was clenching around his member,making him cum with me.

He gave a few final thrusts and then he pulled out of me. I fell on the bed feeling too tired to move,I heard shifting around so I presumed that he was getting rid of the condom.

I soon felt his presence beside me as the bed shifted with his weight. He gently pulled the white cover over us,bringing my body close to his,making me lay on his chest.

I was already drifting off to sleep but not before feeling Jungkook’s lips on my hair.


And hearing his final command,I felt asleep with the happiest and most genuine smile on my face.

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Dating Zach Dempsey would include...
  • He doesn’t even know when you caught his attention, he just found himself admiring you from afar with curious eyes.
  • He’d get extremely nervous if one of his friends mentiones how much attention he pays to you.

‘‘What, the girl from my bio class? Nah man, I don’t even know her name.’‘

  • He tried to get in contact with you through common friends.
  • And doing small things such as going to the same parties as you, going to see the same movie releases, etc.
  • Until one day he’d just man up ask asked you to be his partner for a bio project.
  • You meet continuously for several weeks at Monet’s with the same excuse.

‘‘Yeah, the bio project is so damn long, we’ll have to meet again tomorrow I guess.’‘

  • You two stay close and hang out sometimes after the project is done ‘cause you always have fun around him.
  • And then he FINALLY ASKS YOU OUT after going to one of his basketball games.
  • He was so damn happy you were there, cheering for him.
  • Until he saw Marcus being a bit too friendly with you, making you laugh and touching your back with his hand.
  • So the moment he stepped out of the locker room, he want up to you and casually invited you to a milkshake.
  • And his hands would be so sweaty the moment he tells you how amazing you are to him and all those fluffy things (idk ive never had a cute bf okay).
  • And your smile would be so big when he asks you to be his girl ‘cause how could you not accept!
  • He’d probably hold your hand for the rest of the night.
  • I feel the relationship would be pretty relaxed and positive.
  • You two barely fight as you prefer to talk things calmly, and in very rare ocasions you lose patience and get to scream at each other.
  • If that happens you give each other space to think clearly about the situation, which doesn’t last too long because you both end up apologizing.
  • He’s not the jealous type since he fully trusts you because he knows that you can take care of yourself and that you only love him.
  • Still, he’s really protective of you by instinct.
  • He’d love doing sall things for you like giving you rides to school or helping you with homework (specially if you’re bad at bio, so that way he has an excuse to take you on study dates).
  • He’d want you to wear his letterman jacket so you can be goals cause that’s what couples do at romantic movies.

‘‘Zach, your clothes look huge on me and make me look like a cow.’‘ (but you aways wear them cause they smell like him)

  • He’s not big on PDA in public, he’ll just hold your hand or put it around your waist, so you don’t feel too pressured by him at any moment.
  • When you’re alone he’s all for cuddling and eskimo kisses and just being as close to each other as possible because it comforts him a lot.
  • He’d make sure to compliment you everyday cause he really wants you to love yourself as much as he does.
  • He thinks you’re perfect no matter if you’re tall or short, curvy or slim, thin or chubby…
  • To him it’s really important that his family likes you, and he’s extremely happy when they end up loving you.
  • His ass would be damn scared of his mum intimidating you.
  • His sister becomes really close to you as she sees you as a role model.
  • Babbysitting dates where you and Zach take his sister to fun places would be so frequent.
  • He’d try to teach you how to play basketball, he’ll be so damn proud if you’re good at it - he’ll even get you a personalised shirt with your name on the back.
  • When none of you wants to go out you just stay in playing videogames.
  • Sometimes he lets you win cause he thinks it’s so damn cute when you get all excited.
  • He’d be so supportive if you had a dream or a goal and try to help you achieve it, while he hopes you do the same for him (do it this bby deserves the love)
  • In general you take care of each other and always make sure to be there for everything.

Alec Lightwood. A lot od adjectives could be added in front of his name, but the one you liked to use the most is annoying. It wasn’t long ago that you were dragged into the whole supernatural world by your neighbour Clary and her best friend Simon. And right off the bat, Alec started a disagreement about what would be the best course of action for the mission they were on. It continued and often escalated every time you met, but there was undeniable sexual frustration bubbling underneath as well. Neither of you would admit to your feelings and both believed the other had no feelings at all.

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Disposable pt 10

Being friends with benefits with Min Yoongi can be complicated (at best) by itself. But when you accidentally tell your family (and his boss) that the two of you are dating, things get messy. It only complicates things more when you blackmail Yoongi into pretending to date you and neither of you can quite keep your feelings separate.

Angst, fluff, slight smut at times.

Yoongi x Reader

Part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9

“It isn’t broken, just… apart.” Yoongi muttered, looking at the floor. The two of you had slept on the broken bed the previous night, it was the frame that had come apart, the bed still functioned relatively well.

Yoongi had taken it upon himself to build a wall of pillows between the two of you, but when you woke up that morning you found his nose nuzzled into your neck and his arm draped over you. You bit back a smile and carefully removed yourself from his grasp, dressing and making your way downstairs before he even woke up. You knew it meant nothing, that it was just a quirky sleeping habit of his that had nothing to do with you, but the warmth of him sleeping next to you was so nice.

You had hoped some coffee would wake you up enough to remind you that you couldn’t afford to get any more attached to Yoongi than you already were, but it didn’t help as much as you wanted.

You should be mad at him– you had every right to be– but all you could think was how hilarious his horrified face was when he realized what he had done the previous night. It was out of character for him to act so childish, and the fact that Hoseok and Jungkook had heard what happened seemed to have reminded him of that.

Namjoon gave you a look over his coffee mug that said “I’m not going to bring it up if you don’t” when you found him in the sun room, and you were grateful that at least you were spared that conversation.

Yoongi had joined the two of you about a half hour later, muttering a quick “sorry” before telling you that the bed wasn’t actually as broken as you thought.

An embarrassed Yoongi was something you were fairly sure you had never seen, and you almost felt bad for him– but not quite.

“So can you fix it?” You asked him. He had his arm around your shoulders, and you rested your head against him. 

“I think so, with the right tools…” He answered, running his hand absently down your arm. Looking like a couple was getting easier with each passing minute; you knew you needed to distance yourself, and fast. There was a part of you that kept wondering what it would be like to actually be in love with him, and worse, how nice it would be if he was in love with you. 

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5 pages letter from May 21st, 1984 by Ted Bundy (x)

Dear Diane,

I have received your letter from May 1st, I apologize for taking so long to answer it. Thank you for writing to me.

You say that you have written to me on two previous occassions. I’m sorry, but I don’t recall those letters.

In your letter you speculated as to the possible reasons why I didn’t answer your earlier letters. I’d like to comment on your theories.

1.I’ve many letters from total strangers.” You’ve a point here. I do receive many letters from people I have never known (I agree with you, by the way, that “there are no strangers in the world, only people we haven’t met.”)

The main problem here isn’t so much the time I’d need to answer took me, that problem can be overcome. All I need is the motivation. I made little or no effort to write back to people like yourself, but lately I have been because … well, it’s not easy to say actually. I guess I just feel free to in a way I wasn’t before.

No, the real problem I have in answering you and others who write to me is a straight forward for me: I don’t have the stamps.

People don’t send me stamps or stampered, self- addressed envelopes (note: Here he makes reference on the right where it says:“Let me correct what I just wrote.”) Sometimes people will enclose a stamp or two but they are for the exception.

I’m not being critical, Diane. That’s just the way it is. I can’t send people letters if I don’t have stamps.

So I have to conserve the few stamps I have for people I have known for years, especially my wife and family. Only when I have what can be considered an extra stamp or two now-and-then do I respond to the (illegible) of correspondence I have from other folks.

Believe me, I don’t expect people to send me stamps. I don’t imagine that it occurs to people who write to me that I wouldn’t have just one stamp to use to write them back. But as I’ve explained, there are many letters that each need only one stamp.

And it may also be that people assume (illegible) heard rumors to the effect that I have money, or friends or family with money. I don’t, and (whatsmore), I don’t receive a nickle from many of the books, articles, TV programs, or (illegible) films about Ted Bundy. Nothing. Nada. Zero.

That’s fine, too. I don’t want any of that money and I don’t need it. The fact is I’m broke, and while I can handle that, it also means I can’t afford stamps to go on letters to you. So it goes.

Excuse me, I’ve made too much of the stamp (illegible). It doesn’t bother me actually, it’s just the way it is.

2.My wife doesn’t allow me to answer letter from other women?

This is the second theory you propose. Perhaps you were being only half serious on this one. No problem. Of course, if you knew my wife, Carole, you would understand immediately that isn’t the case.

3.You are too busy to write a lot of just friends letters.

I’ve already addressed this point, though briefly, earlier on. Time is not a big factor here. Or is lazyness. It can be, though.

I find that I have more than enough to keep my days (illegible) from 5 in the morning to 11 at night. I’m rarely bored. However, contrary to what you assumed, I do not work with legal matters.

Generally, (illegible). I find the law too limiting and doctrinaire the way it goes about separating people. But that is another story.

So while I am being in a relaxed, controlled, and positive way, there is time to write just friends, occasionally, attorneys, the time available is limited and there are many people to write to. It’s also important that I feel inwardly moved to write to a certain person, and I don’t always feel that way. I have to be conscious of my inner flow and that is another story too.

I enjoyed your letter and enjoyed writing to you. Again, excuse me for taking so long.


When you ask them to be rougher in bed (NSFW)

Originally posted by oohsehunnies


Junmyeon doesn’t strike me as a rough person, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t up for roleplay.  He’s definitely a roleplay kind of guy.  He’s a Daddy kink for sure.  He’ll he sweet and slow at first, but the second you mention being rough in bed, don’t be surprised by his change in demeanor.  This guy has a switch and that switch is costumes.  You want this guy to really give it to you?  Dress up for him.  He’s a gemini, so he’ll go both ways.  He’ll like it if you take control and get rough with him, too, so don’t forget that.  Just imagine for a second:  you’ve been dating for a little over five to six month, been sexually active with each other for maybe three and you just want to explore a different side of him.  He’s a shy one, so you know you have to approach this a certain way.  He gets back from a long tour away from you, tired as hell and just wanting to lay in your arms while sleep takes him.  Instead he walks into the bedroom to find you dress up in kinky nurses outfit, the doctor’s coat laying on the bed beside you.  Shock.  Shock, shock, shock.  But sooooo turned on.  All that tiredness?  Gone.  Boner?  Yup…He’ll probably stutter out a question, but if you pout and ask him for a check up, he’ll lose his mind, okay?  Off with the clothes!  The only thing he’s wearing tonight is a stethoscope and a white coat.  Explore with this because he’s totally into it.  This one will mark you up to high heaven simply because he’s so into his character.  I still think he’s a bit vanilla when it comes to positions, but that doesn’t take away from the experience as a whole.  Never underestimate this man.  Ever.  You will regret it. (well, maybe in the morning)  “Baby, you’ve been failing all my tests lately.  Do we need to have a tutoring session?  I’m sure there are some studying techniques I can share with you.”  (good god, not even my bias and damn,  Have FUN!)

Originally posted by xiaonancii96


Magic words anyone?  I feel like Minseok would be the type to be gentle with you at first.  Like he knows he’s a kinky af (he’s an Aries duh!), but he wouldn’t want to scare you off.  Your first few times together would be super sweet, loving, and just him pretty much worshiping your body.  You like it for sure, but you want to spice things up.  It almost feels too safe.  So when he comes home from work one day and is just getting out of a hot shower, towel around his waist, brush in hand, you pop the question on him.  To say he’d be surprised would be a total understatement.  He wouldn’t expect it at all.  But DAMN if he’s not immediately turned on.  This one is the type to zone out as the images of all the ways he could ravish you race through his mind.  So if you suddenly get nervous because of the silence and backtrack, he’s going to throw the brush on the counter and march his way over to you.  He’ll only ask you once if you are completely sure that’s what you want.  If you back down, he’ll be fine with it, but if you say yes PREPARE!!!!!  He’ll throw you on the bed, that cocked eyebrow look on his face, tongue running over his lower lip.  Intense!!  Minseok will still be sweet in certain respects, like he strikes me as someone who has a praise kink, so expect a lot of ‘that’s a good girl/boy, you take it so well’  ‘that’s right, just relax’  ‘you’re so good’ ‘ugh, you’re so gorgeous’.  Lots of moaning and grunting, quietly of course cuz he’s not a loud person.  I feel like when he’s being sweet he likes the missionary position because he wants to see your face while he’s pleasuring you, but when he’s rough, he wants you face down and grasping at anything while he takes you.  Expect marks, too!  Not where anyone can see them, but in places that only the two of you know.  It’s a reminder of who you belong to and how he’s the only one who can get you off a certain way.  “Oh, baby, I hope you don’t have anywhere to go tomorrow.  It’s going to be a looooong night.”

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Dirty Mouth Part 6

Originally posted by totaldivasepisodes

Part 1 // Part 2 //Part 3 // Part 4 // Part 5

Part of a series so read the others first if you want or go in blind!

Characters: Jon Moxley (or Dean Ambrose, it’s more Mox era though) x OC/Reader

Summary: Emotions are high as they start spending more time together while they are on the road tagging. A person from Mox’s past jeopardises things.

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Bagginshield Summer Surprise - Fic rec

Many fics and art works have already been posted, so I thought it would be a good time for the fic rec! Some haven’t been posted yet, though, and I’d ask those who haven’t published their works yet to post soon (but don’t stress yourself either, my dears ;) I’ll keep the rec up to date and add all new works!

I already like to thank all the participants, I enjoyed organizing this event very much, and your contributions are really great!!!

I think fireflies never looked more beautiful.

Memories of fireflies by @zathuraroy5

You would not believe your eyes if ten million fireflies by @prussia-notgermanyabittotheleft

Sleeping under the open sky was a good idea indeed.

Under the summer sky by @serenbach86

The breaking of spring by @vtforpedro

Do you always make your fruit punch that strong?

Erebor’s seventh annual (un)official drinking contest by @illupocattivo

Punch drunk courage by @emsiecat

Cascade by @rutobuka2

How did you manage to catch a cold in the midst of summer?

Of faeries and summer colds by @hildyj

Upon this grave the sun did set by @texasdreamer01

Summer festival … That means dancing as well, I imagine.

Summer paradise by @tea-blitz

Dawns y Galon by @ladylaran

I swear, if you splash me with water one more time …!

A splash of healing by @mandysimo13

A life worth living by @lingeringmirth

Art by @ahiddenkitty

You’re overheated, let me take care of you.

Seafood and sunburns by @paranoidfridge

I know that strawberry cupcakes would be delicious, but it’s WAY too hot to bake now.

Strawberries by @bofursunboundbraids

You have never eaten ice cream before?

Of ice cream and summer days by @badskippy

Art by @mjoyart

A rainy summer day sounds like a perfect excuse to stay in bed all day long, don’t you agree?

Well met on a rainy day by @katajainen

Summer Morning by @the-knightmare 

Art by @shipsicle

You can also have a look at the Bagginshield Summer Surprise Collection on AO3!

Got7 Reaction

A/N: Sorry this took so long. I kept meaning to post it today but I had a lot of issues. So here it is! It wasn’t exactly how it was requested but since the original request was similar to another reaction we already did, I did this one to kind of make up for that. Please enjoy. ~Yosei

Got7 reaction to their girlfriend having a panic attack in front of them for the first time.


Originally posted by peachyy-tuan

“Ahh! Mark-oppa!“ You turn to hear screaming fans running up behind you two. Your eyes widen as you get pushed out of the way and your hands disconnect. You can feel your breathing quicken, you just want to get out of there. Looking around, you spot a small alley-way off to your right.  You run to the alley and hide behind the corner. Once you make it, your back hits the wall and you slide down, curling up into a ball. You hold your head in your hands, trying to control your erratic movements. You don’t want Mark seeing you this way.

“Alright alright alright.“ Mark tries to calm the horde of fan girls around him. He suddenly remembers them pushing you out of the way and turns to search for you. He starts to panic when he doesn’t see you in his line of sight. He knew you had anxiety attacks in the past and doesn’t want to leave you alone in case it happens again. His eyes stop on the alley way and notices a shoe sticking out from the corner that belonged to you. He pushes his way out of the crowd of girls. They try to follow him but he turns and holds his hand up. “I appreciate you being a fan and all but right now, my girlfriend needs me. Please back off.” The word ‘girlfriend‘ shocks the fan-girls, giving Mark the opportunity to get out of there. He turns the corner of the alley to see you curled up in a ball. He squats down in front of you and gently raises your head. “Hey baby, I’m so sorry that happened.” He pulls your trembling body into his arms, trying to calm you down. “It‘s alright, let it out. We won’t go anywhere til you’re ready.“


Originally posted by saranghaeyojw

“No no no.” You shake your head. You crumple up the sheet of music in your hand and throw it into the overflowing trash bin. It’s been days since you came up with an idea for a song. You had the melody in your head but the lyrics weren’t just coming out right. The music is due tomorrow for your group’s comback and you have nothing but notes on a sheet of paper and failed lyrics in the trash bin. Your boyfriend Jaebum is the leader of Got7. He writes lyrics and produces music. And here you are, with a pile of paper and no sleep for days, just trying to come up with one song. You sigh and hit your head on your desk. Just then you hear your phone buzz beside you. You open it to read a text from your manger, telling you to hurry up, that now the song was due tonight at midnight. You throw your phone at the wall and cry out, your anxiety rising to new heights.

JB hears a crash and yelling in the room next to him. He hurries in to see you on the floor trying to pick up the broken pieces of your phone, your whole body shaking. He rushes over to check on you. “Baby, are you okay? What happened?” He reaches over to grab your hand but you recoil and push yourself away, into the wall. You hold your head in your hands. He’s hurt that you would push him away like that but he could tell that you were having an anxiety attack. You told him about it but this is the first time he’s ever seen it. He sits down across from you. “Okay, baby. I’ll wait until your ready to talk. Take your time.”


Originally posted by thekpopquartet

You stare at the chalkboard with disgust. You’re sitting in your language class trying to understand what’s going on. It’s been a year since you’ve taken this class and for some reason, you’re still struggling. Your boyfriend is knowledgable in all aspects of different language and he’s helped you so much. Now you feel like you’ve wasted his time. You wait anxiously as your professor goes to hand back the tests. The closer he gets to your desk, the more your leg bounces. When he hands the test back, your heart drops. You failed?! After everything Jackson’s done for you?! You try to control your anxiety attack that’s building up. So once the bell rings, you race out of the classroom and out of the building.

Jackson is waiting in his car for you. Once he sees you run out of there like a bat out of hell, he cocks his head. You don’t look okay. You race to the car and open the door. He notices your hands are shaking as your holding a piece of paper. “Darling, are you okay?” He goes to grab the paper but you pull it away and shake your head. He puts a hand on your leg, feeling your body tremble. “Baby?” You shake your head and hide the paper, trying to control your breathing. “Is that your test? Awe come on, it can’t be that bad! Show your little wang puppy!” He pouts. You shake your head for a third time, looking up at him with tears. It breks his heart to see you like this, so he nods and starts the car. “You’ll show me when you’re ready.” He kisses your head and drives back home.


Originally posted by jypnior

You look in the mirror as you practice your lines. There’s a new movie in development and you wanted to audition for it. So far, it hasn’t been going so well. You read and re-read the lines over and over again, trying to memorize them. Once you think you’ve got them memorized, you close the script and recite them. Unfortunately, you only get so far before you forget again. It’s getting so frustrating, you can feel an anxiety attack coming on. You throw the script at the wall and sit on the side of the bed with your head in your hands, trying to control your tears.”Why am I even trying. I can’t be as good as Jinyoung. I’m just an embarrassment.”

“Baby, I’m home.”Jinyoung comes through the door. He knew you were practicing for the audition, since it was tomorrow. He drops his bag and takes off his shoes. It’s too quiet for his liking. He moves towards the bed room. Upon opening the door, he sees you on the bed, your body shaking. He’s not stupid, it’s pretty obvious you were having an anxiety attack. He rushes over and pulls you into a hug. “Baby, try to calm down. Take deep breaths.” He rubs circles on your back trying to calm your body down. “Once you’re alright, we will take a break and come back to it later. I promise I’ll help you get these lines down, even if it takes all night.”


Originally posted by yjarssunshine

You glance down at your phone for the hundredth time. It’s been 48 hours since you heard from your boyfriend. You know he’s on tour right now and you’re trying your best to not jump to conclusions, but it’s hard when you have separation anxiety. Suddenly your phone lights up. Your heart jumps thinking it’s your boyfriend but instead, it’s a text from your best friend, Yugyeom. he’s telling you how much fun the tour was and that they’re done with their set. This makes your anxiety flare up. They’re done with their set yet Youngjae hasn’t even sent you a text? Why is Yugyeom talking to you but your boyfriend isn’t? Your heart beats faster and your arms go numb, you shake them trying to get the feeling to go away.

Just then your phone lights up again. You look down to see Youngjae’s name pop up on the screen. Catching your breath, you answer it with a meek “H-Hi.” You can almost hear his smile. “Hi Jagi! I miss you do much!” You don’t say much to him, you’re just trying to steady your breathing. He gets worried. “Baby? Are you okay? I know I havn’t talked to you much lately. I’m really sorry, it’s just been busy the last two days. Please forgive me.” You nod but realize that he can’t see you over the phone, so you just say it’s okay and how much you miss him. He knows you have bad anxiety when he leaves, but he knows how to fix it. He clears his throat and starts to sing his song ‘Playground’. Even though you can tell he’s been singing for hours, just the sound of his voice makes your heart slow down and your breathing even.


Originally posted by bamethyst

“Yo, what’s up man?!” Bambam high fives another boy who had just come up to him. You two were at a party in Thailand. Bambam had recently brought you back to his home town to show you around. When he told his friends he was coming back, they decided to throw a party. You weren’t one to really like to go to parties like this, but you wanted to make your boyfriend happy. “This is my lovely girlfriend.” He gestures to you. The boy nods and smiles at you, making you smile back. More and more people are coming up to Bambam, friends and fans alike. The longer you stand there, the more your anxiety builds up. You slip your hand out of his and excuse yourself to the bathroom. Once inside, you close and lock the door. You slide down the wall, your heart beating rapidly. You repeatedly hit the back of your head against the wall, trying to calm yourself down. You didn’t want to ruin this for your boyfriend. He hasn’t been home in years and you know he was really looking forward to this.

Bambam loses focus in his conversation. You’ve been gone for a long time, way longer than it takes to go to the bathroom. He knew you had anxiety when around large groups of people, but you told him you’d be okay and that you wanted to go. He should have known it would have been too much for you. Guilt was eating at him. He excused himself from the conversation and quickly makes his way to the bathroom. He tries the door handle but it’s locked. He knocks on the door. “Baby, it’s me. Are you okay?” You tell him your alright from the other side. Of course he doesn’t believe it. He grabs a bobby pin off some random girls hair and opens the lock. You look up startled when you see him come through the door. He doesn’t hesitate to sit next to you and pull you into his lap. “I’m sorry I dragged you to this party. I know how you feel about big crowds of people. Come on, let’s leave.” You shake your head, knowing he hasn’t seen his friends in so long. You didn’t want to ruin that for him. He stands up and gently pulls you onto your feet. “Come on, let’s ditch this place and get some ice cream. It’s a lame party anyway.” He winks at you.


Originally posted by yugybearr

You pace back and fourth backstage. It was almost your time to perform on Hit The Stage. You were starting to have second thoughts about this. Your boyfriend had been the winner on the previous season. Now, here you were, on the same stage yet not as good. You think back to all the times Yugyeom had helped you practice to get everything just right. You were so thankful to him, the last thing you wanted to do was screw it up after everything he has done for you. You start to hyperventilate and you can’t control your movements. You can’t do this.

Yugyeom sits on the side of the stage, bouncing with excitement. He was finally able to see you perform live on stage. When your name was called by the announcer, he claps and smiles wide. When you didn’t come out, he knew something was wrong. He got up and quickly made his way back stage. He sees you leaning against the corner of backstage, your headshaking back and fourth. He quietly and slowly approaches you. “Honey, are you alright?” You jump from his voice and whirl around. He notices the tears in your eyes. Pulling you close for a hug, he tries to calm your trembling body. “Hey, it’s alright. I know your scared but you’ll do great.” You shake your head and clutch his shirt. You tell him how your scared to disappoint him after everything he’s done to help you. He chuckles and strokes your hair. “I know you won’t disappoint me. You’ll do amazing. Just try to breath, okay? I’ll be out there, just look at me whenever you get scared.” You look up at him and nod, your heart rate slowing. “Now, I’m going to go back out there. I’ll tell the announcer you’re ready. Just remember, I’ll be right there cheering you on.” He gives you a wink.


Fathoms Below - Part 3 (Mermaid/Pirates AU with Jason Todd)

Part 1 | Part 2

Tagging: @kamuithedragonlord, @blight-incarnate, @avengerdragoness, @birbs-and-the-bat, @just-a-girl-maybe, @axa-vega, @dead-lee-15, @4evahevah, @reddhoodie, @natasha-baggins, @princessnightwing, @just-another-fandomite, @queen-of-all-the-fandoms, @welcometothecity, @fandomdiver, @left-boob-chris, @miraisnotavailable, @robin-writes, @wtfisachoncexx, @fandoms-allovertheplace, @catsandtats1, @shortycraft13, @illeatyoursoulwithmustard, @onmyknees4steve, @cityofdespair9, @jadedhillon, @deltablue202, @ultralillylove, @kazuha159

“She can’t leave, but she also can’t stay? Do you realize how little sense you just made?” Jason asked, his voice getting louder as he became angrier.

“She can’t stay here because the kiss won’t last forever.” Bruce explained calmly. “I have seen a situation similar to this before. The kiss will only last a couple days. I’ve only seen one person stay underwater until the kiss wore off. The League had found the human and brought him back to their base. They kept him locked up until he drowned.” Bruce’s eyes grew hard at the memory. He had been training with the League, learning their fighting style. He would never forget the fear in the man’s eyes as the magic wore off and water flooded his lungs. It had been at that moment he decided to leave.

Jason looked at Y/N’s pale face. Her breathing had quickened and she was obviously terrified. He rubbed her shoulder in the hopes it would help her calm down. “We have to get her to the surface before then.”

“I agree. There is still the problem of her knowing about us though. She cannot leave with the knowledge that merfolk exist.” Bruce said firmly.

“Well, we cannot just let her die either!” Jason exclaimed. Y/N jumped a bit and he held her closer to him, as though trying to protect her from his family.

“No one here wants her to die, Jason, calm down.” Dick said softly.

“Excuse me for not quite believing that.” Jason said in a sarcastic tone. He and Dick exchanged glares.

“Enough!” Bruce cried out, tired of the fighting between his sons. “I know a way we can fix this. There is a witch who live not too far away from here. Her magic can take away memories. If you take Y/N to her before the League finds out, there is a good chance we can get Y/N home long before the spell wears off.”

“What happens if the League finds me first?” Y/N asked in a small voice. She hadn’t spoken a word since Dick had found her and Jason on the abandoned ship.

Bruce’s eyes softened with compassion when he heard the fear in her voice. “We’ll do everything in our power to help you.” She looked uncertain, but she nodded in understanding.

“Where does the witch live?” Jason asked.

“In a cave on the edge of the kelp forest.” Bruce said, he picked up a map and circled the location. He held it out to Jason, but didn’t let go. “I want Dick to go with you.”

“You still don’t trust me?” Jason asked incredulously.

“It isn’t about trust. If one of the members of the League finds her, you are going to need all the help you can get.” Bruce said as he released his hold on the map. “Keep in the shadows. Don’t move in the open. And don’t let anyone see you have a human with you.”

Dick and Jason both nodded as they started to head out the way they came, with Y/N clinging to Jason’s shoulders. “Good luck!” They heard a bunch of their siblings cry out as they exited the tunnel and entered the open ocean.

“We’re sure as hell going to need it.” Dick muttered as he looked at Y/N’s worried face. The sooner they got rid of her, the better.

We All Need A Good Gal Pal

*WARNING* This post is most likely going to be a bit soppy/sentimental. Obviously I’m gonna try and make it humorous but grab a bucket just in case…

That means you Moon.

So I’m sure many of you are aware that recently I took my first steps outside as Jess, and just over a year ago I also announced to my friends about my secretive (not so much now) hobby. 

As much as their support has been nothing short of fantastic, before all of that there was the original gal pal: Moon.

Now I could go on for decades about how useful she has been, but it’s probably more useful (and certainly more relevant) to let you know why she has been so important and instrumental in this transformation from ragged cave-man lookalike to the would-be-Queen that is Jessica Blaise.

1. Moon Don’t Lie To No Bitch

Moon has always been a good friend, even before she knew about Jess, but one quality I’ve found invaluable is her ability to tell me the truth, no matter what.

Moon do I look good in this?” Fuck no! That dress ain’t gonna work on you, you don’t have the boobs for it.

I think my makeup looks good today!” Yeah and some people think the world is flat, don’t make them right though does it?

Omg these heels are killer!” Yeah they do a good job at killing your fashion sense.

Call it harsh, call it hilarious… I call it honest feedback.

One of the best benefits of having a friend like Moon, and hopefully any gal pal, is that they’re looking out for your best interests. If I don’t look good in something, Moon will be the first person to let me know. She has my best interests at heart, and she wants me to look good just as much as I do.

2. What The Fuck Is Highlighter???

I know this one is probably quite obvious (and not actually that relevant to highlighting) but I feel it should be stated regardless.

Stop me if you guessed this already, but girls are really good at makeup.

And I don’t mean ‘Girls always use makeup of course they’re good at it.’ Nah.

Most girls, Moon included, don’t actually use anywhere near as much makeup as a crossdresser would (especially Moon with her bloody flawless skin… rude). It’s not about their actual skill will the makeup, it’s the knowledge and theory behind it.

What’s the use of concealer? Ask your gal pal.

How does highlighter work? Ask your gal pal.

Why shouldn’t I use dark colours on my lips? Ask your gal pal.

Regardless of how much or little your gal pal uses in terms of makeup, they will have a wealth of knowledge about it and will easily guide you into improving your makeup in no time. Plus it doesn’t hurt to have someone helping you while you’re applying the stuff you know nothing about…

3. Stand Properly! Have You Never Seen A Woman?

I might sound like this font of female imitation knowledge, but most of the tips I throw up on this blog are simply regurgitated information that I learned long ago from Moon. 

One of the most invaluable lessons she ever taught was simply how to stand like a woman.

I’ve said before that looking at women pose is a good way to learn how to take pictures, but this should only be used if all else fails. If you can (and I can’t recommend this enough), get a gal pal so instruct you how to stand.

It’s not uncommon for Moon to start lifting my arm into the right position or telling me to relax my shoulders. This is all stuff I’m aware of, but it’s better when you’ve got someone who can actually see what you’re doing wrong and correct it.

On top of all that, you also get someone who can help take photos. I mean, I’m a big fan of selfies but sometimes you just wanna feel like the god-damn model you were born to be.

Well, that’s my side of things. However just to make this post extra long (sorry…) I thought I should get Moon to weigh in her opinions of having a crossdresser for a friend.

What’s it like having a crossdresser for a friend?

I’ll be honest. It was a little different to start off with, especially since Jess is the first and only crossdresser I’ve ever met. It didn’t take me too long to get used to it though; eventually she was asking for me to join her on ‘dress up nights’ which was essentially a cheap, student excuse to get drunk and look pretty… always fun though!

What’s different about Jess’ makeup than other girls?

Well… nothing really. I guess that’s the point though. She has to apply a bit more of the base makeup (concealer, foundation etc.) but after that it’s quite similar to my own and other girl’s makeup routines.

Do you see Jess differently when she’s dress up?

Again, a bit at first. Not in a bad way of course, but it was just getting my head around a male friend suddenly looking female(ish). I don’t know if it’s gotten easier over time because she’s better at makeup now than 8 years ago or because I’ve just got used to it.Overall I don’t really see her as a different person, just a much prettier person.

What’s your favourite thing to do with Jess?

Dressing up; without a doubt. As much as certain outfits don’t work on Jess (or myself at times) we’re always pushing each other to try different outfits. It’s always a great accomplishment when we try on an outfit we didn’t think would work but does!

Also Jess always has fancy dress outfits, and they’re nothing short of hilarious to try on, regardless of who’s wearing them.

I just wish she wouldn’t get changed in front of me…

What has been your favourite moment with Jess?

Oh god… we’ve been doing this for 8 years now, there are way too many…

If I had to pick one, even though there are definitely more, I would say the time that Jess wanted me to record a video of her spinning in a dress but I started recording while she was still explaining and sorting herself out.

Yeah, that’s the one.

I think I’m making these longer on purpose now…

I hope this has helped any of you who are thinking about telling your friends or looking for some guidance.

Just remember: any good gal pal will have no problem with you crossdressing over than those heels don’t work with that dress Hun.

Message me if you have any questions!

- Jessica Blaise x x

Park Woojin || Street Food

Genre: Fluff

Originally posted by kimbbuyo

“Y/N come on, let’s grab some food!” Woojin exclaims as he pulls on your arm, excitedly dragging you to the Korean city markets that were located downtown of Seoul. Woojin wanted to go out on a date with you so badly since it had been a while since you two went out on a date. You didn’t know or care about wherever you guys went as long as you two were together, so Woojin suggested you guys try out all of the delicious street foods since you haven’t tried them before and Woojin thought this would be the perfect time to take you out to the city market downtown, which was also his most favorite place to eat at.

“Woojin, slow down.” You giggle as your overly excited boyfriend drags you to the first food stand that is in your guys’s way. Woojin eyes the delicious food, licking his lips as he tells the man making the food to give them 2 samples of the food, 1 for you and 1 for him. The man nods and hands you and Woojin the food, which was served on a stick.

You slowly take a bite out of it since you didn’t know if it would taste good or not. As you take a bite out of the food, you widen your eyes, quickly munching on it and sighing at the delicious taste. “What is this called?” You ask Woojin, who is already finished with it. He chuckles and tells you the name of the food. “It’s called a fish cake. Would you like another one? You seem to be enjoying it a lot.” You munch on the fish cake once more before nodding your head frantically at Woojin’s question. He tells the man to give you another fish cake. The man hands you one more fish cake, and you quickly take it from him before devouring it. Woojin chuckles and pinches your cheeks as you eat the fish cake. “Ahh, you’re so adorable.” He sings. You blush and slap his arm away. You swallow the fish cake, sighing at how good the taste is before letting out a small burp. You immediately cover your mouth, muttering a low ‘Excuse me’ and look at Woojin, who was laughing at you. You glare at him before he pays the man the amount of money owed, and grabs your hand again, taking you to another food cart.

As you and Woojin made your guys’s way to the next food cart, your mouth watered and you grew excited as you spotted pork belly. You eyed the pork belly as it was being cooked on the grill, the sizzling noise making your stomach growl even though you had just eaten 2 fish cakes not too long ago. You and Woojin watch as the man cooking the pork belly takes the pork off of the grill and onto a plate. He slides it towards you and you tell him thank you before picking up a piece of the pork belly and eating it. You sigh, enjoying the taste of the pork belly. You pick up another piece and hold it in front of Woojin’s face. “Eat this.” You say. Woojin blushes and opens his mouth, and you feed him the pork belly. Woojin chews on it and smiles, showing off his adorable crooked tooth, giving the man behind the counter a thumbs up since it tastes so good. You two finish the rest of the plate of pork belly before paying the man and moving on to the next food cart.

“Dango!” Woojin exclaims as he quickly rushes up to the cart that serves dango. You giggle as he grabs a stick of dango from the woman behind the cart before chewing on the pink dango ball. As he was chewing on it, his cheeks puffed out from the round dango ball, and you giggled at how cute and chubby he looked. The woman hands you a stick of dango and you take it, munching on the pink dango ball. You and Woojin both ate the dango balls, both of your cheeks’ stuffed and you were laughing at each other’s chubby cheeks filled with dango. Woojin pays the woman and thanks her for the dango before he grabs your hand and you two continue walking around the whole city market, searching for more food carts to eat at.

“Are you still hungry or do you want to stop now?” Woojin asks you as you two hold hands and walk through the whole city market. You felt pretty full from all of the food you both just ate, so you shake your head no. You felt your stomach grumble, and you place your hand on your stomach.

“Crap, I think I have a stomach ache now. Thanks a lot Woojin.” You sigh, finding a table before taking a seat in the chair that was by it. Woojin takes the seat across from you and chuckles.

“You ate more than I did. Whose fault is it for causing you to have a stomach ache, hm?” Woojin asks you nonchalantly. You roll your eyes, not in the mood for Woojin’s smartass remarks right now, even though he’s right about this being your fault for you having a stomach ache.

 Your stomach stopped grumbling and you stood up again, feeling a bit better now. “Feel good now?” Woojin asks you. You nod your head, and Woojin stands up before taking your hand in his again and you continue walking down the sidewalk together.

“I had fun, though. And you’re right, street food is the best.” You tell him. Woojin gives you a smug look before responding. “I know it’s the best, why would I take you out to some shitty place to eat, what kind of a boyfriend do you think I am?”

You roll your eyes before smiling and leaning your head against his arm. You look up at him and kiss his cheek. “You’re the best boyfriend, that’s what you are.” Woojin flushes red and he looks at you. “You’re pretty cheesy for a girlfriend.”

You glare at him and huff your cheeks out. “Fine, you’re the worst boyfriend to ever exist.” You say before letting go of his arm and walking in front of him. Woojin starts panicking and rushes up to you and holds onto your hand again. “No, no, no, I didn’t mean it, I’m sorry Y/N. Forgive me?”

You grin and look at him before kissing his lips softly. “I was just kidding you cute dumbass.”

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It was a sunny day in Bora Bora - the waters were clear, the sun was hot, and the atmosphere was beautifully serene. You lay by the poolside, head tilted back onto the woven pool chair as you took in the warm rays of the sun. Beside you, on a pristine glass table, sat empty glasses, previously filled with sweet, alcoholic drinks that you had no idea existed until now.

You really wouldn’t be drinking alcohol if today was a normal day - Jin knew you had the worst hangovers even if you’d only consumed one drink, and therefore rarely allowed you to drink alcohol. But today wasn’t a normal day - it was your 1 year anniversary with Jin, and, as usual, he was off somewhere, discussing business deals and talking to a board of people in suits who would ultimately make or break him.

You were angry, of course. You loved Jin - he was your daddy, and he was a wonderful man to you - but one of the biggest problems you had with him was that he was very often away on business trips, galas, and banquets. You had thought when he had proposed a vacation to Bora Bora (suspiciously close to your anniversary) that he would at least take time off to spend with you.

You thought wrong. He left early in the morning, leaving you by yourself, and returned late at night, falling asleep beside you, only to start the process all over again the next day. It was your 5th day in Bora Bora and you had barely spent 20 minutes with Jin. The most you had heard from him was when you got up an hour or two early and watched him get dressed from your king-sized bed, since he insisted that you stayed sleeping.

Sighing, your eyes fluttered open, quickly adjusting to the bright weather that Bora Bora was blessed with - even if it was nearing sundown. The pool in front of you was quiet and tranquil, no soul in sight except for the waiter who would occasionally pass by and ask you if you wanted more drinks or would clean up the glasses you already had.

 Jin had bought the private pool for you in what you think was an attempt to amuse you for the duration of the week - but you could barely swim and even if you could some part of you wanted to be petty and completely ignore his gifts for abandoning you during the week.

You felt a light giddiness wash over you, the drinks taking affect and making you unaware of the growing darkness around you. You lay your head back, sniffling as you thought about how unfair things were for you. You had thought you had made your insecurities clear to Jin last time - and it seemed to be fine for a while, before he was back to only seeing you once or twice a week. You understood that he was busy, but that didn’t stop you from getting upset.

Stretching your hands above your head, you yawn into the quiet air - a day of doing absolutely nothing but drinking had taken a lot out of you. You leave the glasses on the table as you see the waiter scurry over to you, shooting a flurry of questions at you at the speed of light, are you okay, have you had enough, get back safe. It’s sad to say, but the waiter has spoken more to you in the past day than Jin has for the past week.

Grasping the Heidi Klein kaftan you had brought with you to the pool to cover yourself - still aware of Jin’s possessive nature -, you grin weakly at the waiter, nodding your head in thanks for his services before trudging off to the overwater bungalow suite, where you knew nobody would be waiting for you - maybe a pair of Louboutins or a new collar, but nobody that you wanted to see. 

Knowing that you wouldn’t be caught, you decide to skip dinner as well, wanting nothing more than to sleep, and cuddle something (somebody) in your arms. More than likely, it would be your duvet - again.

The night air is beautifully warm, a slight wind blowing against you and leading you to your room. You walk along the walkway that leads to your hut, completely transfixed by the sheer beauty of the water around you. You only wish daddy was there with you to witness it as well.

With a sigh, you push open the door to the hut you were staying in, your hopes downing as you saw that the place was empty. You knew that daddy wouldn’t be there, but you guess a part of you still thought he would come through on his promise and spend more time with you. Slipping off your Valentino sandals, you rub at your eyes. You’re tired and you want to cuddle and you’re suddenly hungry even though you decided to skip dinner-

“Stupid daddy,” you mutter, tears pricking at your eyes. You feel stupidly emotional, but then you remember again that it is your 1 year anniversary, and you were alone, in a beautiful suite with no-one to share it with. You pout, folding your arms angrily and plopping down onto the fluffy bed. “Always gone…”

“Really?” A voice muses. Your head shoots up and your heart is in your mouth as you look for the source of the voice. Your confused eyes fall on him - daddy -, blonde hair fluffy from running his hand through it, eyebrows cocked, dress shirt still prim and proper and tucked into Neiman Marcus dress pants, deliciously tight and fitting. 

Jin sighs in disappointment, running his hand through his blonde locks for what must be the millionth time that day. “And here daddy was,” he continues, cocking his head to the side as he inspects your upset self, “Returning from a meeting early to please his princess…”

“Please his princess,” you scoff, looking away from him. “Daddy doesn’t know how to please his princess. Daddy’s always gone, and daddy almost missed our anniversary, and we haven’t played in two whole weeks, and daddy probably doesn’t care about his ‘princess’ anymore, anyway-”

“Why would you think that?” You know he’s angry. His jaw is clenching, one hand in his pocket, the other clenched at his side. He frowns, looking at you, sitting on the bed, irritated and upset all because of him. He walks towards you, slowly, carefully, not wanting to upset you anymore than you already are, and bends down beside the bed so that he’s face to face with you.

 “Come on, princess,” Jin coos, bringing his hand up to soothingly rub his thumb over your soft skin. He sees the irritation and sadness mirrored in your eyes and he sighs at the huff that escapes you. “Didn’t we already have this talk? Daddy works hard so that he can buy pretty stuff for his princess-”

“I know that,” you whine, averting your eyes to the pretty view of the calm sea and night sky outside. “But that doesn’t change the fact that you don’t have time for me anymore-”

“Don’t say that.” His tone is assertive and he’s starting to get annoyed. He doesn’t know how he can fix this problem when there’s no solution. He needs to attend those meetings, those galas, those banquets and whatever else it is keeping him from you. “_____, princess, don’t you dare say that.”

The use of your actual name surprises you. Jin preferred assigning you pet names and you preferred calling him daddy - it was just how you were. He rarely uses your real name unless you were in public, but the way he says it now shows that he’s not messing around.

“Meetings are important,” he starts softly, holding you between his hands so that you don’t shy away from his gaze. “So are those galas that you like dressing up for, right?” He waits until you give a tentative nod of agreement.

“But you’re always going to be more important than them, to me. So while I may not be able to skip out on some meetings, or sometimes I’ll absolutely have to attend something…” He trails off, his hand rubbing loving circles into the skin of your neck. “Just know that daddy will always have time for you, okay? And when you start to doubt that, I’ll reassure you.”

The conversation has tears pricking at your eyes and your bottom lip trembles at the emotion Jin has conveyed to you. He raises an eyebrow in question - do you understand? And you’re lunging forward, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and burying your face in the crook of his neck, and his arms are wound around your waist and he’s muttering sweet nothings into your hair and he has fully convinced you that he will always be by your side.

For the next 10 minutes, he holds you in his arms, smoothing your hair down and pressing kisses to delicate skin that has you shivering. Your tears are dried and your mood has improved by 100, and you’re eager to finally play with Jin after two weeks of no playing and one week of no Jin.

“Daddy,” you mutter against the skin of his neck, warm and content and happy, “For our last night, can we…?” You trail off into silence, and Jin chuckles. He knows exactly how needy you are, especially after two weeks of no release.

“Of course, sweetheart,” he smiles, releasing his grip on you and standing up, already starting to undo his belt and button down his shirt. Grinning, you untie the two piece bikini you had on (a wonder Jin had let you wear it, actually), and place yourself on the soft bed, thrilled at finally getting to experience being fucked on the sheets you had been cuddling with for the whole holiday.

“Good girl,” Jin praises as he sees you on your hands and knees, completely bare except for the thin collar wrapped around your neck. He sets himself beside you on the bed, running his hands down your back, taking in the feel of your soft skin forming goose bumps. It’s been too long since he’s felt the way you tremble around him, how you gasp and pant and moan. Too long.

“Usually, I’d punish you for doubting daddy so bad,” Jin comments casually, running his hand through his hair again and positioning himself behind you, before bending down so that he’s arched over your body and closer to you. 

“But you had every right to be mad at me…” He continues, “So I’ll excuse the drinking and skipping dinner, as well.” He must’ve smelled the alcohol on you, and realized you had returned too early to the suite.

He;s pressing another smooth kiss onto your shoulders, trailing them from one to the other, sucking and marking and claiming and loving, rubbing the tip of his cock against your slit that glistens with your arousal. Gripping your hips with one hand, he presses into you, guiding himself with the other hand.

“So good,” he pants, throwing his head back and rolling his hips. “You’re so good, _____.” 

You practically glow at the praise through your own moaning and panting, grinding your hips back onto his cock that’s filling you so incredibly well, and then he’s bucking his hips, making to hit the sensitive spot on your walls with every thrust.

His hands are roaming up and down your body, from your hips to your shoulders to your hair and back again, all aiding in the growing pressure in your stomach.

“Daddy-” You break off, gasping for air as you feel yourself clench around him, “Please, can I-!”

“Go ahead, baby girl,” he grunts, voice trembling and control dwindling. His stomach clenches at the feeling of your walls, tight and warm around him. “Touch yourself.”

One of the hands that were holding yourself up was removed awfully quickly from underneath you - you begin to rub at the bundle of throbbing nerves desperately, chasing the release you needed. 

“Oh,” you frown at the immense pleasure, your pussy clenching once, twice, three times-

Your climax hits you hard; your vision goes white for a second as you cry out, barely registering the alarming amount of cum seeping out of you. You’re twitching at the over-sensitivity of Jin still pounding into you, who’s groaning at the sight of you squirting over his cock. He lets out a low groan and screws his eyes shut as his release shoots into you in spurts.

His hips are slowing down but they still roll into yours lovingly; he’s bent down again, pressing open-mouthed kisses onto your neck and hugging you close. The feeling of love and raw emotion in the air makes the butterflies in your stomach flutter - how did you get so lucky?

It’s only once Jin has removed himself from your warmth and cleaned you up as best as he could, tucked into the fluffy sheets, that you realize how in love with him you are.

Not just for the sex, or the money, or the vacations or clothes or anything else - but for him. Kim Seokjin, millionaire and CEO of Kim Enterprises, a surprisingly gentle and sensitive man who can give professional chefs a run for their money. Seokjin, who has become a protector, a lover and a friend to you during the last year; Jin, who always takes care of you after making love and makes sure you’re completely satisfied.

“Jin?” You question quietly, cuddled into his bare chest, his arms tight around you, his face close to yours but not close enough. “Do you love me?” Your heart pounds even though you already know the answer to his question.

Jin laughs, his eyes becoming crescents and his chest rumbling. “I thought that was obvious, baby,” his eyes twinkle as he peers down at you, a fond smile blooming on his face at the mere sight of you. “Why do you ask?”

“I just…” You frown, wondering how you should put it into words. “I guess I just… I realised that I love you so much, and I guess - I guess… what I’m trying to say is…” You sigh in irritation, eyebrows furrowing as  you try to ask him without embarrassing yourself or getting rejected.

“Why don’t we get married?”

It’s silent for a second between you two; the waves outside lap gently against the sand, the wind blows softly past your window, but all you can think of is Seokjin, arms around you in an embrace, blonde hair messed up from your session and the bright smile that was on his face a second ago.

“Actually,” you decide, “forget I said that, it was a bad idea-”

“I think it’s a brilliant idea,” Jin mutters. Your eyebrows raise in shock as he nods, a small smile reserved for you on his face. “We’ve been together for a year and I trust you more than people I’ve know for 3. I’m sure I love you, and I hope you love me - you do love me, don’t you?”

He knows the answer to his question already, but he enjoys teasing you as much as he enjoys loving you.

Your Ginger Housemate - Part 5

Part five! I’ve finally finished! Sorry, it’s been so long guys, but I’ve finally done it. I hope you enjoy it. Please show me your opinions through likes and comments. I’ve already got ideas for Part 6 so hold tight. Remember, I’m open to requests and any questions you want to ask me. Enjoy.

Heads Up: Very minor swearing and violence towards the end - By violence, I mean Jerome finally getting outside and having some… “fun”. Sorry if this upsets anyone, but it had to happen eventually.

Want to read the rest? Part 1 HERE | Part 2 HERE | Part 3 HERE | Part 4 HERE | Part 6 HERE | Part 7 (½) HERE |  Part 7 (2/2) HERE | Part 8 HERE

“And there, we… go!” You pulled the last of the bandages off of Jerome’s wound. It was slightly pink, but not infected.  You had to call the doctor around twice to take care of Jerome’s stitches. He just kept busting them open. It probably didn’t help when all he did in his sleep was toss and turn, but funnily enough, when you slept with him, he was still. He spoke, laughed croakily sometimes, clenched and twitched… a lot! But he didn’t roll around the bed.

Jerome grinned, twisting his torso left and right and stretching his long arms above his head. “Finally. I could have done it myself you know?”

You smiled at his bubbly mood. When he was happy, you really couldn’t help but smile too.

“I know. But I’m pretty sure it was safer if I did it with the material scissors… Instead of the kitchen knife.”

“Hey, it woulda’ been faster. Trust me.”

“Yeah, that’s not something I wanted to do.”

Jerome rolled his eyes and jumped off of the seat, smirking as he walked to the fridge. It was good to see him moving around freely again. His swanky stride taking place once more. Confidence seemed to radiate from his body like the bandages had been confining his self-assertiveness. God, you loved it when he walked that way. It made your headache, your stomach churn and your heart flip. He was gorgeous. ‘Too gorgeous…’

Jerome interrupted your thoughts, “How long has it been since I was outside?”

“Mm, a month maybe? More? I’m not too sure. I don’t think you should do much until you’ve got your strength up. I mean, you haven’t been doing much.”

“Aw, sweet cheeks. You still tryna take care of me?”

You stood up and walked to the coach, snatching up the remote and plonking yourself down, irritated.

“Excuse me for looking out for your well-being,” you huffed. After a little pause, you added a little extra under your breath, “You stuck-up gingersnap.”

Jerome’s rummaging halted, and you could feel his eyes boring into the back of your head. It took all your self-control not to turn around. Instead, you sat firm, glaring at the television, watching nothing in particular.

“Dollface… That’s not what I meant.” He swung his legs over the back of the couch, landing next to you.

“Yeah well, that’s what it sounded like.” Your stomach fluttered, and goosebumps raised as his armed snaked its way behind your neck.

Jerome stared at your face, trying to catch your eye.

“I do appreciate you helping me out. You know that right?”

You shrugged, not wanting to give up too quickly.

“Ugh, y/n. Why do you have to make things difficult?”

He crossed his arms, glaring at the television. He reminded you of a little kid who didn’t get his own way. Turning your body towards him, your eyes grazed over his hair, his clenched jawline, his arms, and his clenched fists.

“Jerome…” He didn’t budge, “Jerome,” You sang.

He sighed and tilted his head towards you.

“Do you…” He raised his eyebrow, smirking. Amused at your sudden awkwardness, “Do you like me.”

His body tensed, and he rigidly turned his head facing you. Your searching eyes locked with his.

“Well, I don’t wanna kill you.”

“That’s not answering my question Valeska.”

He sighed, running his hand through his hair and staring at the ground. His eyebrows furrowed. He seemed… anxious?

Ugh, y/n, why did you ask him this. You’re ridiculous!’

‘But are you? He does say your name in your sleep,’ The night he fell asleep on your lap flooded into your mind…

I’ll never let anyone hurt you y/n.” …

He did have a few drugs in his system, and he had lost a lot of blood, but it did seem that he genuinely meant what he said.

That’s when it happened. Jerome kissed you on the cheek. He kissed you! You sat there completely dumbfounded. After a moment Jerome simply stood up and grabbed his coat.

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EXO REACT: The Restaurant Not Letting You In Because They Think You’re a Fan

Anonymous said: Hello!!!! 😊 could you please do an exo reaction/scenario where you’re having a date at a fancy restaurant ( but you get there seperatly) and the guy at the front doesn’t let you come in because he thinks your a crazy fan of his?


He hears your voice from the front and he checks up to see what’s going on. He sees you arguing with receptionist, telling them that you’re Junmyeon’s date and that you’re under his name, along with him. $uho comes next to the man with a hand on his shoulder, “Is there a problem?”. The man at the desk explains the situation, falsely blaming you for being a fan and trying to get in. Junmyeon would laugh tbh. Like- “are you kidding? You need to catch up on your news on who I’m dating” he grabs a hold of your hand and leads you back to his table.

Originally posted by sehoist


You call him from the front to prove to the guy that you’re Minseok’s date. He gets the call and ask where you’re at. “He’s what? That’s ridiculous.” He’s kind of annoyed that the man up front would think that about you. The man apologizes in the end and leads you back himself. He apologizes to Xiumin for the misunderstanding and Minseok just waves it off, still kind of annoyed.


Confused and annoyed at the same time. “Why aren’t they letting you in? You are a fan but you’re also someone I’m currently dating!” You tell him that that’s what you explained the woman up front but she still didn’t let you in. He would groan and tell you to wait and he’ll straighten thing out. Which he does; he goes to the lady and tells her that you just called him about the situation. “They’re telling the truth and I’m telling that as their boyfriend! Now please, let them in so we can have an amazing dinner.” He waits by the desk as the lady fetches you from outside.

Originally posted by laygion


Takes this kinda funny. You text him and he just snorts loudly. “das kinda funny tbh” he replies in which you blow up on him but in text form. “DO SOMETHING OR I’LL KILL U IM STARVING”. He finally goes to the front desk to see you still arguing with the receptionist. You and the lady see him come by and he makes small talk, “Oh hey, wow, you look great! Is that a new-” “Baekhyun.” He nods and tells the lady that you’re “cool” and he smiles while he takes your arm to lead you to the table.

Originally posted by ethereal-baek


Thinks you’re joking for a second when you call him to tell him that they won’t you let you in. But the tone in your voice convinced him that you were, in fact, not lying. He goes to the front, really annoyed because he just wanted to have a nice dinner with you and not have to deal with this his fame getting in the way. So he goes to the receptionist and tries not to sound too annoyed with them, “Hi, excuse me, yes, I put their name under mine so I don’t why you’re not letting them in.” He takes your hand and fake smiles to the man, “Thank you for your time~”


Is a professional™ and goes to the front and explain to the lady that that his date and life long partner. “Please there’s a misunderstanding, that’s my lover.” he smiles at you then back at the man. The guy apologizes and lets you in and Chanyeol stifles his laugh bc you still look pissed. “At least they let you in~” he teases you and you give him a glare.

Originally posted by kaisanity


He had a feeling something like this would happen, his ear itched and he knew something was up. Sure enough, he gets a call from you telling him that the girl up front isn’t letting you in. He sighs into the phones and tells you that he’ll be there in a minute. He finally comes to play and tells the girl about you and let’s you in with him. “I knew we should stuck with our regular coffee run dates and movie dates.” you hear him mumble as he leads back to the table.

Originally posted by glorious-soobooty


tbh, he’d be a little upset that he had to come and get you. The buttheads in the front weren’t having your shit and just being pain rude to you when he walks in. They would apologize to him but for a wrong reason. Once the receptionist said that they were going to escort you out, he rolled his eyes. “This is my date, I have them under my name.” He looks at the receptionist’s book and finds his name. He grabs your hand and takes you back. “Idiots.” He laughs and shakes his head in disbelief.

Originally posted by dazzlingkai


would laugh too. But he wouldn’t show it to you nor the receptionist lady. He would explain who you are and such and once you settled at the table and ya’ll ordered your drinks and food, he would excuse himself the bathroom. Once the door closed, he’s wheezing and slapping his knee. He’d then come back and clear is throat, acting like nothing ever happened. “Sehun-ah, why is your face red?” you would ask and he shake his head and take a sip of his drink, “You look very nice.” He would half lie.

Originally posted by sehurn


Originally posted by moonavery

There are like, no gifs of Jonah by himself… Anyways, credits go to gif owner :)

Summary: Jonah eats you out on the kitchen island while the rest of the boys are out.

Warnings: smut, smut, and smut ;)

Words: 1193

A/N: If you’re not comfortable with reading this kind of subject, please don’t. Thank you!

The thunder rumbled while the rain pelted the window quite violently outside. You and Jonah were left alone while the other four boys went out to get food. You weren’t feeling too good to begin with, and the aggressive storm outside didn’t make it any better. Going out to get food was not on your mind at the moment. You weren’t afraid of storms, no that wasn’t the case. Just big, dark clouds and drawn out bangs of thunder that shook the entire house made you uncomfortable, that’s all. 

You were currently watching the microwave as the popcorn bag jumped every time a kernel exploded. The lights slightly flickered in the kitchen as another bolt of lightning struck the sky. You sighed to yourself and rested your face in the palm of your hand. Stupid storm. The microwave went off, signalling that the popcorn was done cooking. You poured the contents out of the bag and into a large bowl and popped a piece of buttery goodness into your mouth. You sighed in satisfaction.

You gasped softly in surprise when you felt two strong arms wrap around your midsection. You smiled shyly once you realized who it was. “Hi.” You giggled. “Hi.” Jonah sighed softly into your ear and squeezed you tighter. A small shiver rolled down your spine as his breath tickled behind your ear. You turned around in his arms and pressed a pert kiss to his soft, plump lips.”You were taking too long.” He smiled lovingly at you. “Well excuse me, I was trying to provide us with food.” You pinched his side softly and tried to wiggle your way out of his grip, but he wasn’t having it.

“Where do you think you’re going?” He asked as he trapped you against the counter with both strong arms. You looked at his arms slowly, watching the veins protrude against his skin every time he moved them a certain way. You cleared your throat and focused on his face. “I thought we were going to watch movies until the boys got back.” You said sheepishly. He watched your face intently, moving his eyes down to your lips and back up to your eyes. “How about we do something else?” He suggested with a small, cocky grin. You knew what he was implying, but you were shy with Jonah. You guys haven’t done anything other than kiss, and now is the perfect time to explore each other a bit. Nobody, but you and Jonah. 

“Okay.” You squeaked softly, all the while looking at him with wide eyes. His face got serious and he brought a hand up to brush some hair behind your ear. “Are you sure? We don’t have to do anything major. I was only half serious, Y/N.” He rambled. The corners of your mouth twitched up into a grin and you reached up to kiss him softly. He sighed into the kiss and deepened it, cupping your cheek with one large hand and sliding the other down to your lower back. You broke the kiss and looked at him. You nodded your head as a way of saying ‘It’s okay.’ His eyes sparkled and he reconnected your lips together. He lifted you up easily and set you on the kitchen island. You wrapped your legs around his torso and brought him closer, if that was possible. His rough hand cupped under your knee, so he could hold your thigh against his hip. He moaned softly against your mouth.

You brought your hands up to his hair and tugged. He opened his mouth slightly to let another moan slip and it gave you the perfect opportunity to slide your tongue into his mouth. Your tongues slotted together messily, until they found a rhythm. You melted against his mouth and moaned breathlessly. his hands moved down until he found the waistband of your pajama shorts. He waited a minute, but when you didn’t say anything, he slid them down your legs completely and dropped them by his feet. He slid his hands over your silky, warm thighs. “So soft.” He murmured more to himself than to you. He pressed one more sweet kiss to your lips before he pushed you down softly against the island. 

He leaned down and pressed warm kisses against your thighs. Your breath hitched when you felt his fingers snake their way up to your panties. You lifted your head up slightly to see what he was doing. Your eyes met and he just smiled. “Can I take them off?” He asked quietly. You nodded your head, heart rate speeding up with every breath you took. He slid them down your legs slowly and dropped them next to your shorts. Jonah stared in awe at you and you blushed deeply. “So beautiful.” He smiled up at you. He turned his attention back to your lower half and spread your legs slowly. He pressed small kisses to your inner thighs and to your pelvic bone. His teasing made a warmth flow through your stomach and down to your center. You moaned slightly. Jonah looked up at you and laughed. “Sorry for teasing.” With that, he pressed a small kiss against your slit. You gasped and waited for him to continue.

He spread you apart and softly licked your bundle of nerves. Your jaw dropped slightly and a small moan escaped your mouth. Jonah looked up at your reaction and he was back to giving you a cocky grin. He wrapped his lips around your clit and sucked harshly. You grabbed a handful of his brown locks and sighed heavily. As his mouth was giving your center all of the attention, his hands wandered up your torso and your loose shirt wandered up with them. Jonah played with your breasts and licked all over your center, while you were having a hard time breathing. The pleasure was becoming too much to handle. “Jonah.” You moaned as he brought one hand down where his tongue was doing wonders. 

He thrust one finger into you softly as he nibbled lightly at your clit. His pace was slow at first, but as your moans got louder and more desperate, he picked up the pace and added another finger alongside his first one. You weren’t sure how long you would last, with his mouth licking and sucking and his fingers thrusting roughly in and out of your pussy. “Jonah.” You panted. “I’m not gonna last much longer.” He didn’t say anything in return. If anything, he went faster. You were breathing harshly and your grip on his hair got tighter. With one last suck, you came hard. Your eyes squeezed shut and your mouth fell open as loud moans spilled out. 

Once your high fell, you opened your eyes and looked to see Jonah wipe his mouth with the back of his sleeve. He looked up at you and smiled cheekily. You just rolled your eyes, but couldn’t contain your giddy smile as you pulled him up for a hard kiss. “I love you.” He murmured against your lips. You smiled and rested your forehead against his. “I love you too.”

Comebacks and coming out [Peter Parker x Bi!Reader]

Request: Hi, I was wondering if you would write a Peter Parker/Bi!Reader where they’ve been dating for a little bit and the reader is coming out to him as bi but is really nervous and Peter is worried cause she’s normally confident. Could it be fluffy please and thank you. If you don’t want to or don’t know how to go about writing this it’s totally fine and thank you for taking the time to read this. Thanks a ton, love your work!!

Warnings: One swear word, the rest is just fluff

Originally posted by gounderoos

You scanned the cafeteria searching for your boyfriend and Ned. A few seconds later, a hand waving in the air caught your eye. You looked down at its owner and saw a young man, with dark brown hair and eyes that matched the hair. Peter Parker. You smiled and started walking towards your boyfriend when Flash Thompson moved to block your way.

“Hey (Y/N),” he flashed you what you guessed was a smirk, “are you going to see your dorky boyfriend Parker?” he sniggered.

“Yeah, you got a problem with that Thompson?” you retorted with the same confidence you always had.

“Well, wouldn’t you like to eat with me instead?” he smirked again, looking proudly towards his friends.

“You’re joking, right?” you said wittily, “are you always such an idiot, or do you just show off when I’m around?” The whole cafeteria was filled with ‘ooh’s and Flash’s face was growing redder by the second, “Leave me alone dolt. I would take a hundred dorks instead of one of you anytime.” You pushed past him and continued to make your way to Peter and Ned.

Before you could reach their table, Flash had finally come up with a remark, “You’re only dating Peter for his brains.”

You rolled your eyes too tired of this. “Listen you blockhead. One, I like Peter for his brains because he actually has a personality in it. Two, if it takes you five minutes to come up with this sad excuse for a comeback, I wonder how long it will take you to obtain a good one. Oh and, by the way, acting like a dick won’t make yours any bigger.” You finished.

Flash had stopped trying to counter you because your arguments were too good. Generally speaking, you were a confident person so publicly shaming Flash Thompson wasn’t any problem to you.

Finally, you reached your table and sat down next to your boyfriend, fist bumping Ned when he raised his fist towards yours.

“Nice job there, babe,” Peter smiled at you, “you really put him down in the dumps, didn’t you?” he nodded his head towards Flash who was exiting the cafeteria with a walk of shame.

“He deserved it.” You said

“Yeah he did.” Peter agreed, placing a soft kiss on your forehead, “Are we still on for tonight?” he asked, changing the subject.

“Yep.” You chirped, kissing his lips both of you grinning.

“PDA! PDA!” Ned yelled, shielding his eyes with his hands. Both of you laughed at your friend’s ridiculousness.

~Time skip to that evening~

You were nervous, for the first time in your life you were nervous. Your mouth was dry, your heart was beating in your ears and your hands were sopping wet due to sweat. This was the first time you felt like you could trust your significant other with your bisexuality. But, it was time, and you were going to suck it up, go see your boyfriend who loves you and that you loved and come out. You had already told your parents, who were very tolerant people, and they immediately understood. Then again, you knew your parents would accept you for who you are and weren’t nervous when the time came to tell them. You were overthinking this, everything was going to be just fine.

Your trembling hand pressed on the doorbell to Peter’s apartment. He opened the door and welcomed you with a big smile.

“Hey,” you said, the nervousness coming back, “before we start off movie night…” you trailed off.

“Yeah?” Peter asked, sitting down on the red sofa.

“I want to tell you something…” you started pacing back and forth across the room.

Peter was starting to get worried. You were usually so confident and right now you were just radiating nervousness. His mind started spiraling into doubtful thoughts like how you were breaking up with him, moving to another country or cheated on him. He was starting to panic, thinking that there would be no possible positive outcome to explain your nervousness. It had to be something bad. Peter’s mind delved into even darker thoughts for example you killed someone or something of the sort.

Then, his thoughts were interrupted by you blurting out, “I’m bisexual!”

Immediately, Peter was relieved. You were only coming out, not something terrible as his thoughts had led him to believe.

“Oh thank God!” he exclaimed.

This time, it was your turn to be confused, “What?”

“I thought you were going to break up with me or something. Listen, (Y/N) (L/N), I love you. And I will keep saying this until you know it. As far as I can see, your sexuality hasn’t changed you. You’re still (Y/N), my beautiful, wonderful girlfriend. I fell in love with you before I knew about your bisexuality and I am still in love with you now. Your sexuality doesn’t change a thing about how I think of you. The only ‘big’ thing that was going to happen today is not me leaving and rejecting you, it’s me learning a new fact about the girl I love. I love you (Y/N) (L/N) and I don’t care if you’re a bisexual because it doesn’t change who you are and I love the whole you. Sexuality and everything else. I love you, don’t forget that.” He said kissing your forehead.

“I love you too Pete.” You replied, hugging him.

Both you and Peter were glad that you opened up about this because it allowed you to feel fully accepted and it made him feel that you really trusted him.

“Now, movie time!” Peter declared, pushing you on the sofa and going to get popcorn. A minute later, Peter came back with a large bowl filled with popcorn and inserted the DVD into the player.

Robb Stark Imagine- Part Two

Part 1

 The sun was low when you finally arose from the slumber that must have taken over you; you had forgotten how tiring crying could actually be. But then again, there had been no reasons for you to shed such an amount of tears prior to this time of… well you don’t really know what to call this time. There was the short time in your life without Robb, then the past years where you’re life consisted of only Robb and now this time, this time of such uncertainty and loneliness. Yes; you had the other Stark children, you had Jon and Sansa and Arya, but they weren’t Robb.

No one could ever be Robb, he was everything.

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