tell me we were made for more than this
and our years on earth are more than
empty time, our words more than
sound, repeated over centuries by a million mouths
tell me your hand in mine means more than
the weaving of fingers and our breath is more than
atoms falling through an empty space.
You should take it as a compliment That I got drunk and made fun of the way you talk You should think about the consequence Of your magnetic field being a little too strong And I got a boyfriend, he’s older than us He’s in the club doing I don’t know what You’re so cool it makes me hate you so much
Whiskey on ice, sunset and vine You’ve ruined my life by not being mine
You’re so gorgeous I can’t say anything to your face ‘Cause look at your face And I’m so furious At you for making me feel this way But what can I say? You’re gorgeous
You should take it as a compliment That I’m talking to everyone here but you And you should think about the consequence Of you touching my hand in the darkened room If you’ve got a girlfriend, I’m jealous of her But if you’re single that’s honestly worse 'Cause you’re so gorgeous it actually hurts (Honey, it hurts)
Ocean blue eyes looking in mine I feel like I might sink and drown and die
You’re so gorgeous I can’t say anything to your face 'Cause look at your face And I’m so furious At you for making me feel this way But what can I say? You’re gorgeous
You make me so happy it turns back to sad, yeah There’s nothing I hate more than what I can’t have You are so gorgeous it makes me so mad You make me so happy it turns back to sad, yeah There’s nothing I hate more than what I can’t have Guess I’ll just stumble on home to my cats Alone, unless you wanna come along
You’re so gorgeous I can’t say anything to your face 'Cause look at your face And I’m so furious At you for making me feel this way But what can I say? You’re gorgeous
You make me so happy it turns back to sad, yeah There’s nothing I hate more than what I can’t have You are so gorgeous it makes me so mad You’re gorgeous You make me so happy it turns back to sad, yeah There’s nothing I hate more than what I can’t have You are so gorgeous it makes me so mad You’re gorgeous
As the air grows cooler and the winds begin to howl and rip the dead leaves from trees, we know the veil is thin and Samhain is near! After the equinox, which was equal parts night and day, Samhain marks the time of the wheel that we descend into the darker half of the year. It’s this time of the year that communication and connection to the spirit world is a lot easier and we’ve grown accustomed to making wards to protect the home from malevolent energy in the form of jack o lanterns and lights. On a positive note it is a time to leave out treats and foods for passed away loved ones and to remember them. It’s the final harvest full of well spiced comfort autumn foods as well as a ‘New Year’ since it’s a sabbat that honors the natural cycle of death and sees it as a form of transformation.
A lot of us witches practice alone and have our own solitary rituals for each sabbat that we observe (or the ones we’ve created just for ourselves that we observe alone!) Like any solitary eclectic witch I do things my own different way but some of these things might line up with others practices. I do refer to some of the equinoxes/solstices/crossquarters by their celtic sabbat names but I celebrate them in a secular animist way and treat the wheel of the year I celebrate as more of an argrarian cycle and celebrating nature. I use sabbat names as a point of reference and also people that do celebrate these witches sabbats more traditionally might find value in my personal practice! Here is my personal correspondences post and my personal samhain tag!
When I am alone and casting spells a lot of it is visualization/intent so my solitary rituals are more like activities I like to do then specifically casting a spell. If I am doing a spell with an activity based on it a lot would be listening to music to get in the mood and focusing on a candle while visualizing for a period of time! Eves are also important to my celebration as I like to stay up until midnight and cast a spell then!
Tuesday October 31st 2017
Dressing up in your most witchiest Ok every year I’m a witch, whether it’s just a lazy witch in my black clothing or an over the top kitschy witch with colorful hair and electric colored make up, but I just like to have these looks casually on Halloween day cause its amazing and a chance for me to be myself!
Pumpkin Carving! If you haven’t already tonight is definitely the night for pumpkin carving! Write sigils inside your pumpkin for protective magic. I love this DIY for a pumpkin indoor lantern cause it shows how to rub spices like cinnamon and nutmeg inside to achieve that sent of pumpkin pie in the home. Use electric candles instead of flame if you want it to last the night since the flame’s heat will cook the pumpkin.
Mini Pumpkin Tea lights Also an easier alternative to carving if you don’t have much time. Even gutting the mini pumpkins takes a lot of time for me but doing so and filling them with a black tea light will make an excellent centerpiece either for your altar or feast table!
Making Candy Apples I associate candy coated sweet red apples with halloween (and caramel/maple sugar on granny smith for mabon) and I love how you can make the candy various colors like a poisonous black or vibrant blood red!
Setting sweets aside for spirits So everyone has spirits that chill with them and it would be great to show appreciation for the positive spirits that surround you. Set some sweets on a dish and make a tiny altar for them in your space.
Enjoying sweets while doing crafts! Enjoy some of that halloween candy for yourself! My favorite treats on this night are chocolate coated donuts, reeses cups, cider sugar donuts, red licorice and apple cider.
Spirit Contact I wouldn’t suggest using an Ouija board or doing any communication with spirits if you have never had experience. They can be rude and harass you, YET if you are experienced and know how to guard yourself, then this is a great night to play with an ouija board! (PS I think Ouija Girl has a great informative blog about working with ouija boards. Here is her FAQ page. But still, it’s always better to do work with a medium or someone with experience than trying to figure it out alone).
A safer experience for someone with no spirit communication experience is attending a seance! In NYC there are a few mediums that hold seances monthly. I love the one at Catland in Brooklyn, the mediums that host the event there are fantastic. It might be hard to attend an authentic one on Halloween night since a lot of people will want to just try to cash in on creating a 'spooky’ experience, but if you really want, try to get in contact with mediums and ask if they host any seance events. Important to know: usually the spirits that chill around you are guides and family and they might have more info to give you then you might be ready for. My first seance I really don’t know what to do with the info given to me but I really hope I make the best of it and don’t mess anything up.
Witches Flight This is like an extension of the previous point where if you have never done this before just completely disregard this suggestion cause flying is dangerous. For many years witches have flown on Halloween night to other realms using flying ointments.
Protective Magic: Finally, protect yourself from the high spirit activity with crystals like black tourmaline, obsidian and spirit quartz. Do protective spells for any cats you see or live with especially black cats since they tend to be targets.
This sabbat honors the natural cycle of death and transformation. Focus on what you want to transform in your life. Magic on this night is very powerful so think about it before hand and make sure it is what you want for if you ask to transform something, you might find a lot of endings that suddenly occur in your life to lead to the transformations that you want. (There was a conversation on here I can no longer find but it was put really nicely that death is not just some simple 'transformative’ process it can be very drastic, often very uncomfortable and if you are not ready though you ask for something to change, you might not be ready for the new obstacles that will be thrown at you. Just know that you will be ready for what you ask for.)
Some spell activities can be shuffling the deck visualizing what you want to change and then finding the death card and seeing the card that follows will be your answer to seek how you can further bring that transformation closer.
I’m a mixologist and enjoy working with liquor for rituals. I find fire to be a great transformer yet instead of burning something I prefer blessing a shot of whiskey or absinthe with my intent then taking it like liquid fire to transform me within. If you do not like alcohol or can not drink it for whatever reason you can perform this with hot apple cider instead!
Wednesday, November 1st 2017
Upon the day I like to dress in complete black. My makeup is very dark and I wear long black dresses and veils. Depending on how you want to honor the dead, dress how you wish.
Gravesweeping Visit your loved ones on this day and leave flowers and gifts on their grave! If you want you can also visit any cemetery, yet make sure to practice good graveyard etiquette. Leave a penny by the gate, do not sit or lean on any tomb stones, of course don’t take anything from a grave. Be respectful of those whom are resting.
Close Your Garden This is a time to close the garden for the winter to come. Harvest the last fruits and herbs and bring in any delicate potted plants within the home.
Shadow Work Especially if you are looking to transform some aspect of your life this is a great time to do shadow work and look within if you are creating any obstacles for yourself. Get to know your shadow self, get to solve problems together. This is also an excellent day for divination and scrying.
Meditation and Energy Work by the base of a tree I love to do energy work on the days of the sabbats yet as the earth grows colder, the roots dig deeper and the world goes into hibernation. Sit at the base of a tree preferably with thick roots and feel it’s connection to the cold earth beneath you. Dig into yourself and see what needs to rest and what needs to be healed.
Evening Celebratory Feast
So in many practices people like to host a dumb supper but instead I like to have a lively feast where everyone will share a story about someone they loved that passed away or a story of an ancestor in their family. At the end of each tale we toast our glasses to them! (And pour a little bit of drink to them or set aside a snack if they are not into alcohol.)
Hold a feast of rich comfort foods that are spiced and sweet like sweet potato mash, candied brown beans, pumpkin bread, smokey bourbon pulled pork or maple glazed beef brisket, roasted carrots and beets and (I personally love to make baked mac and cheese but its a fall comfort soul food for me). My Samhain feast is abundant with fall soul foods and sweet roots and spices. (here is a fantasy feast post and my personal feast post from last year)
If you are alone (as this is a solitary post), make a few fall dishes you deeply enjoy or cook the favorites of loved relatives that have passed away, eat some sweets and set out some offerings to passed away loved ones.
kellymarietran: Raise your right hand if you’re a huge fan of @riancjohnson. Raise your left hand if you understand the crossover fandom of this t-shirt I had made. Are both hands in the air? GOOD. Now do a little danceeeee cuz life is short and we don’t dance enough.
Imagination Lane // “Imagine This” Scenario #2: Bill Skarsgard
(Warning: This is slightly long for an imagine scenario, but I couldn’t help but write this out. I’m also in a sappy Bill mood, and I needed this as soon as the idea struck me last night as I laid in bed trying to get to sleep. Shame on me lol.)
If you want to know what The First Fight Box is and what it entails, clickhere.
Imagine This:You and Bill have entered into your first serious argument as a married couple. A few months back, on your wedding day, you both created what you called “The First Fight Box,” and slipped letters inside for you both to read – when the time came.
Today, you both have agreed to a small cease-fire within your heated argument and decided to open the box…
Written from this request:
How about an imagine where harry gets jealous but it ends all cuddly and sweet? I dunno just cute and jealous harry makes me feel all sorts of things hahahaha
Thank you for requesting, i enjoyed writing this one! Cuddly Harry is also one of my favorite things to write about so i was really excited about this one!
Harry watched from behind his glass as the man sitting beside you got just a little bit too close. He watched as he laughed at your jokes a little too loud and watched your lips move when you talked slightly too much. Jake, he remembered, what kind of name is that?! It’s the name of every bully in every teen movie ever made, it’s the name of every life guard who spray tanned their abs too much at every crowded beach, it’s the name of the killer in every single horror movie Harry had ever seen. And right now, it was the name of the guy who’s hand was getting much too close to your thigh. Harry was trying not to make it obvious that his blood was boiling, or that the hair on the back of his neck was standing straight up, or that the words he was thinking of calling Jake were too explicit for the dictionary. He was slightly hurt you were not doing anything about the situation and if it wasn’t for you sitting across the table he probably would have punched Jake square in the face.
Harry’s normally warm eyes were holding an intense gaze that could kill in your direction. Although it wasn’t directed to you, you could feel the heat coming off of the look he was giving, So you were not surprised when he said he wasn’t feeling well and excused you two from the dinner.
Harry walked faster than normal to the car, you noticed the veins in his hands were more prominent than usual, the tight fist he was making causing his knuckles to go white. You wanted to catch up to him and ask what was wrong but you decided to let him cool down first. You cursed yourself for wearing such uncomfortable heals, you guessed you couldn’t walk must faster in them anyway.
Harry’s jet black suit disappeared into the car as you reached for the door handle. Sliding into the car you felt the air in the car turn on and the engine rumble to life. You had no idea that air could possibly be this suffocating, you blamed it on the fact that Harry’s gaze was focused on the road instead of taking occasional glances at you and the grip he had on the steering wheel made you feel bad for it.
After about 15 minutes of dead silence you pulled up to your house. Before you could unbuckle your seat belt Harry was out of the car and slamming the door shut. You decided to take the opportunity to gather your thoughts and decide what to say to him. Do you bring it up? Do you let him come to you? Do you get angry he has been ignoring you? With a huff you got out of the car and walked through the already unlocked door. You locked the door behind you made your way upstairs, cracking you and Harry’s bedroom door open. You saw him laying on his side scrolling through his phone. You decided against bringing the awkward car ride up now and thought it would be best to get ready for bed. You walked to the dresser, got one one of Harry’s shirts out (the Rolling Stones one) and walked to the bathroom.
After you were done changing you sat on your side of the bed and stared at Harry’s back. You were getting very impatient and decided to speak up.
“Harry?” You asked, your voice came out far more shaky than you had planed, “Did i do something?”
In response you heard harry scoff, his back still facing you.
“Harry,” You tried again,”I really don’t know what i did, please turn around.”
“Maybe call Jake, i’m sure he’ll talk to you.” Harry grumbled.
“What?! Jake? Who the hell is Jake?”
Harry than turned to face you, “Jake! The guy you were all over at dinner!”
“Seriously Harry? I don’t even know who Jake is!”
“The guy sitting next to you, Y/n! The only guy at the whole table you were flirting with!”
“Harry, you are seriously over reacting! I wasn’t all over anyone at dinner. In fact, i was watching you the whole time trying to make sure you weren’t going to explode!”
“Yes Harry, but for some reason you can’t understand that i am only ever looking at you.”
You turned around and turned off the light, causing the only light source to be the dull brightness of the TV. You plopped down on the bed and closed your eyes, scooting as far away from Harry as you could. Harry began to feel bad, he hadn’t meant to ever accuse you, let alone make you upset. He was just really, really jealous.
He made his way over to you and wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer.
Harry spoke in a calm tone, “I’m really sorry, love, i was just-”
“Jealous.” You whispered, finishing his sentence for him.
“Not jealous just- okay yes i was jealous.”
“It’s alright, at least you care,” You giggled, “I swear i thought lasers may shoot from your eyes at dinner.
“Yeah i guess i over reacted a bit.”
“Just know i will always be yours.” You snuggled into him a little bit more.
“Mine? That sounds nice.”
And with that you two drifted off to sleep. The night ending in your favor since Harry forgot to ask to be the little spoon and you were quite enjoying being wrapped in his arms.
Thank you for reading! Please excuse any typos or mistakes as i wrote this in a short period of time since so I was so excited about this request. Don’t forget my requests are open and i have a short post on my blog explaining it. I hope you enjoyed my story!
Scully?” Out here on the busy sidewalk, people rushing by chattering about
this and that, it’s a wonder she even hears it. And it’s not the sound of her
name that stops her and makes her turn around. It’s the voice. No matter how
many years pass, she’ll always recognize Daniel’s voice.
“It is you!” He
says, walking towards her with a huge, surprised grin. Scully, more than
surprised to see him here, is unable to move into either direction.
“Hi.” Daniel says
once he’s right in front of her. He sounds out of breath. Scully is at a loss
for words, even unable to give a simple hello. As if noticing her distress and
trying to help, William, sitting in his stroller, kicks his legs and
“Is that…” The
tone of Daniel’s voice is slipping.
William,” Scully finds her voice and unbuckles the baby to take him out,
Dana. I’m really happy for you. How have you been? It must have been
two years since we’ve last seen each other.” Daniel eyes William
curiously. Her son, who has yet to understand his father’s motto of trust no
one, smiles at Daniel, tries to play peek-a-boo.
“I’m fine, Daniel. But
how are you? Your heart?”
“Healthy as a
horse.” He laughs and William joins right in making spit bubbles in the
process. “You look good, Dana. Very good.” His eyes drift lower and
graze her hand. There is no ring on her finger. Her t-shirt hugs her body
tightly; too tightly. It’s all she had this morning. She wanted to do a load of
laundry last night only to discover they were out of detergent.
“Thank you.” She
finally says as William, obviously bored in her arms, begins to play with her
“How old is he?”
“He’s turning one in a
couple of days.” Her lips curl upwards. Talking about William has that
effect on her. There is still so much to do. The cake. Wrapping presents. One
year in, parenthood is still one big bowl of surprises. William squirms in her
arms as if agreeing with her.
“Adorable. He looks a
lot like you.” Daniel says and tentatively reaches out his hand. It looks
more like he’s about to pet a dog, not say hello to a child. William, however,
doesn’t know the difference. “I think about you a lot, Dana.” Daniel
steps closer much to the delight of William who must have glimpsed Daniel’s
glasses. He tries to get at them; her son is fascinated by glasses, has to
touch each pair he sees. Has to give them a taste test, too.
babbles. “Dada, dada, dada. Dada!” Scully tries to tighten her hold
on him, but William only has eyes for the glasses. It’s Mulder’s stubborness.
Though both he and her mother like to remind her that she, too, can be quite
stubborn. No matter where he gets it from, William, even at one year old, has
his own mind.
“I’m not your
dada.” Daniel chuckles uncomfortably and looks at Scully, who blushes.
There was a time in her life when the children she dreamed about had Daniel’s
eyes. The same nose. The dreams died a long time ago. Were replaced with images
of babies with Mulder’s pouty lips and his intense eyes. A dream that became
reality. William, her little Mulder, sighs in frustration, pouts. He turns in
her arms to look at her.
“Dada.” He tells
her and she nods. She, unlike Daniel, understands. She faces her former teacher
and lover, who watches mother and son in wonderment, still trying to figure
something out. Scully knows this look. After all this time, Daniel, older than
she’s ever imagined with his pale skin and wrinkly texture, is still somehow
exactly the same.
“Uhm, how about we go
get a coffee?” Daniel suggests.
“Daniel, I think
you’re getting the wrong idea here. I’m not-” William chooses this exact
moment to try and get at Daniel’s glasses again. He’s good at picking the right
moment to do things he is absolutely not supposed to do. In his over-zealousness
he is too quick for Scully, who barely manages to keep his small body in her
arms. It’s too late anyway. William had leaned forward and his fist connects
with Daniel’s cheek. Hard. William squeals, grabs the glasses, as Daniel holds
his cheek in unpleasant surprise.
“Oh Daniel, I’m so
sorry.” Scully says. She has to bite her lip in order not to laugh. Daniel
stands there flabbergasted staring at William, who happily plays with the pair
of glasses he just stole.
“It’s, it’s all
right,” he says through gritted teeth, eyeing William carefully. The boy
grins at him. “Quite a punch he’s got.” Still rubbing his cheek.
Scully is about to have a look at it, when her son once again has other ideas.
yells out letting go of the glasses. They fall to the ground, forgotten. Daniel
quickly picks them up and puts them back on. William waves his arms around and
Daniel takes a step back. Scully feels herself smile, relax. She watches Mulder
rush towards them, the bag in his hand swinging back and forth.
“There you are.”
He says once he reaches them; he doesn’t notice Daniel standing close, has
never before seen the man.
voice is insistent and Mulder takes his squirming son from Scully. The boy’s
pudgy hands immediately reach for the pair of sunglasses dangling from his
“Daniel, this is my…
this is Mulder, William’s dad.” Mulder throws her a look, must see
something in her eyes or expression, and turns around. Scully watches as her
past collides with her present and future. Mulder extends his hand.
“Fox Mulder. Father of
William. Partner of Dana Scully.” Scully sighs inwardly. Daniel’s
expression is tight; it’s obvious he wants to be anywhere but here. She can
“Dr. Daniel Waterston.”
He stops there, luckily. Former lover of Dana Scully, she adds in her mind.
Mulder knows that, though. He nods at the other man.
“Nice to meet you, Dr.
Dana and I really need to get going now. I spent too much time in that
supermarket, but her mother is waiting for us."
"It was really nice seeing
you again, Dana.” Scully waits for him to offer her his hand, it twitches
at his side. In the end, though, he decides against it. A sad smile on his
face, a reminder of their shared past, he nods at her, then at Mulder and
William. He walks off, his steps as certain as ever, just slower.
strange,” Mulder blows a kiss at William, who giggles. Scully looks at
them, smiles and forgets Daniel. When she tries to find him again in the
distance a moment later, he is gone. “Weird guy. Did you notice the
bruise on his cheek?”
“I did. William did
"He what?” Mulder
laughs, looking at his son. William is happily chewing on Mulder’s glasses,
glancing at his father with his big, blue eyes. "You did that, Will? I
think we’ve got the next big baseball star on our hands, Scully. You’re gonna
be a pitcher, aren’t you?“
"We need to get going,
Mulder. We’re already late.” Scully puts the bag of groceries into William’s
stroller and starts walking; she knows Mulder will follow.
can’t believe our son punched your ex-boyfriend, Scully.” His chuckles
turn into full blown laughter. William watches his father, spit running from
his mouth, before he, too, guffaws. Scully takes this scene in, still can’t
believe it sometimes that this is real, her very own life, and finally she lets
go, too, joins them in their happy sounds.
member: Jungkook (and jungcock to if ya know what I mean)
genre: fluff and smut
warnings: sexual content, soft dom!Jungkook, swearing
this is my first smut ever so I hope it’s any good and you guys enjoy it! (it’s also based on Rita Ora’s “Your Song” kinda)
You met Jungkook in school, when he was sitting in one of many empty classrooms, making a song. He was probably the hottest person you’ve ever seen and surely the most spontaneous one. After almost a year of being in a very weird friendly-flirty relationship with him, where nothing was really official but you’d hate to see him with other people, you started thinking more about what you two had. You were absolutely positive he brought out the best of you. He forced you to try new things, meet new people, helped you grow as a person and, quite frankly, made your stomach turn any time he gave you one of his deep, analysing looks. He made you happy. Like, super duper happy. When you were around him, you managed to somehow forget about how shitty life could get.
You kissed before, a couple of times, most of which Jungkook was too shitfaced to ever remember. You’d often catch yourself staring at him with hearteyes as he was making music on the floor of your living room, always having you listen to samples of his songs, that often ending in dancing in your pajamas and then laughing untill your stomach would hurt. Jungkook’s music was kind of a theme in your relationship. After all, he was making a song when you first met.
“We’re going out tonight” he stated, throwing himself on your couch with a beer in his hand. “We are?” you raised your eyebrow and he nodded eagerly. “We are. You need a little distraction from all that schoolwork or your head’s gonna pop off” you laughed at his serious tone “Okay, then we’re going out” you agreed, making him give you a surprised look “Well that was easy! I thought it would take more convincing” he slowly sipped his beer “I haven’t been out in weeks so better make it good” you challenged him and all he did was give you the smugest smirk ever. “Bet on it!”
You were drinking rounds after rounds, the loud music in the club making your mind foggy. All you cared about was that Jungkook was next to you, laughing and dancing and singing along to the songs you knew. His hair was sticking to his sweaty forehead, his eyes sparkling and you just couldn’t stop yourself from kissing him. He leaned into you as soon as your lips touched, the kiss unexpected but not unwanted. He had his hands on your hips as you were still dancing in the middle of the dancefloor. “Wanna go home?” he asked and you just nodded.
You were sat in the back of the cab, your hand in Jungkook’s hair, mind still foggy from all the alcohol you had before. “You’re gonna forget about it in the morning, aren’t you?” you suddently asked and he just smiled at you, shaking his head, leaning in to kiss you again. “No way” he mumbled into the kiss and you smiled, wanting to believe him.
You stumbled while walking into his apartament, both laughing way too loud. “Are we gonna have sex?” the thought that’s been stuck in your mind suddently left your lips, making you giggle. “Nope” was Jungkook’s answer. “Whyyy” your sober self would never say something like that and you couldn’t help but laugh at how flustered Jungkook looked. “We’re too drunk, I wanna know what’s going on when I have sex with your for the first time” his confession left you totally speechless. “I wanna cuddle tho” was all you could say, taking of your bra and walking towards his bedroom.
When you woke up, you were terrified, completely not knowing where you were. After a while of trying to move but not being able to, you identyfied Jungkook’s arm draped over you as the reason why you were stuck. His face was turned towards your, soft snores escaping his parted lips. You smiled softy, leaning in to place a soft kiss on his nose, making him mumble something in his sleep. You expected to have a killer hangover but you only had a slight headache, nothing you couldn’d manage. Jungkook’s room was peacful, sunlight lazily leaking through the curtains, his breath tickling your left cheek. “It’s rude to stare” you heard his raspy whisper and smiled at him. “I don’t mind being rude” your voice was just as raspy, making him chuckle. “Of course you don’t” he pulled you closer to him, nuzzling his head in your hair. “I think I might be in love with you” you whispered as quietly as you could, afraid to say it completely out loud. You’ve never had a feeling like that. “Well that would be convinent seeing as I’m positive I’m in love with you”.
Later that afternoon you found yourself laying on Jungkook’s couch listening to his most recent song. “I’m not sure if the bridge is good to be honest, but I think the beat and the melody sound really cool together” he stated and you nodded. “I like it a lot” was all you said, all you could focus on was his face. “You’re not even listening Y/N” he sighed and you smiled sheepishly “You’re pretty” you said as you moved over to place a peck on his lips.
“Do you wanna go to Namjoon’s party tonight?” Jungkook asked. A few weeks passed since the memorable night that ended up in you making everything official. “Namjoon as in Namjoon your best friend that you never wanted me to hang out with?” you asked shocked and he nodded “Didin’t want him stealing my girl” he winked and you shook your head in disbelief. “I wanna go”
Yet again, you found yourself dancing with Jungkook, his hands on your hips, alcohol making you both braver than usually. Namjoon had access to his building’s roof which made for an amazing party spot. Your originally innocent touches now started to get more and more heated, Jungkook’s hands travelling to squeeze your butt from time to time, making you giggle. “Damn I love you” you heard his breathy whisper in your ear as he kissed you neck, making you melt into his touch. The song changed and you immidiately recognized it. It was the same song Jungkook was working on when you first met. “What the fuck babe!” was all you could say, your mind suddently clear.
You weren’t drunk, just a little tipsy and you felt so many things all at once. “Is there anyone in Namjoon’s flat right now?” you asked suddently and Jungkook shook his head. You took his hand and dragged him down the stairs. He knew where Joon kept his spare key and as soon as you got inside the apartment he was all over you. His hand roaming all over your body, kissing you with so much passion and love. You quickly helped him take his shirt off, him doing the same for you, unclasping your bra and tossing it somewhere. You giggled, never breaking the kiss as you both got to the couch, and soon he was hoveing over you with his lips still on yours. You moved your hands all over his back and he moved down, kissing your neck, sucking on it from time to time, sure to leave marks. It felt so good to be there with him, he kissed down your stomach, making your body tremble and stopped at the waistband of your pants. “Can I?” he looked up at you, panting, and you smiled and nodded, never wanting something as much as you wanted him at that very moment. He took your jeans off, still leaving your panties on and started kissing your inner thighs. Your breathy moans filled the room, you could feel the wetness between your legs being too much to handle. You hands found Jungkook’s head and you tangled your fingers in his hair. You moaned his name impatiently, making him chuckle. “Patience baby, I want you to remeber this moment” he gave you the sweetest smile ever and placed a single kiss on your pussy, still through your panties. This alone made your whole body tremble. “Someone’s eager, aren’t you babygirl?”, “Jungkook please stop teasing me, I need you, please” you really couldn’t take it anymore. “All you needed to do was ask” he gave you his signature smile and yanked your panties down to your knees, lifting your legs up for better access. “You’re so wet baby. Who made you this wet?” you never were a fan of dirty talk but Jungkook seemed to be really good at it. “You did” you managed to get out and he nodded. “That’s right” he mumbled before licking one, long stripe along your slit. You tried to buck your hips but he held you down. “I’m gonna need you to stay still, can do you that for me babygirl?” he asked teasing your pussy with his finger. “I’ll try” “Good girl” he smiled again, his head back between your legs. His tongue cricled around your clit, while his finger teased your entrance, spreading your juices. You felt his finger enter you, slowly but surely, making you gasp and he hummed in approval. His lips closed around your clit, sucking softly as his finger moved in and out of you at a steady pace. “Jungkook go faster please” you moaned and he did, adding another finger and moving faster and faster. He sucked on your clit harshlt now, licking over it every now and again and you felt yourself get close. He must’ve felt it too, cause he hummed again, the vibration making your pussy clench on his fingers. “Are you gonna cum for me babygirl?” he asked and you nodded, so close to your orgasm. “You gotta ask for permission” you had no idea how but somehow he seemed to know everything you were into. “Please may I cum?” you whispered and he smirked, “What was that? I can’t hear you” his fingers were pounding in and out of you and hitting all he right spots. “Please Jungkook let me cum” you moaned loudly. “That’s my good girl, cum for me, come on babygirl, all over my fingers” that was all you needed. Your whole body trembled as your walls clenched around his finger, loud moans leaving your lips. He made you ride out your orgasm until it felt so good it hurt, and only then he took his fingers out of your pussy, taking them up to your parted lips. “Wanna get a taste?” he ask to which you nodded, making him smile. You sucked his finger, swirling your tongue around and never breaking eye contact. He took his hand away, replacing it with his lips, kissing you deeply. You reached to unbuckle his belt and quickly took his pants off, palming him through his underwear. “I wanna taste you now” you stated and brushed your thumb over his tip, making him inhale sharply. “I’m not gonna be able to last baby, I wanna be inside you so bad” he admitted taking his underwear off and lining his cock with your entrance. He teased you for a while, spreading your juices with his tip. “Do you want it?” he asked and you moaned in anticipation “Please” was all you could say. He pushed himself inside, spreading you so good, making you gasp. He was big and it felt so good. “Fuck you’re so fucking tight” he mumbled “Feels so good”. He started moving in and out of you slowly and kissed you, sweat forming on his foreahead. “More Jungkook please I need more” you begged and he picked up his pace. You wrapped your legs around his waist allowing him to go even deeper. You felt yourself getting close, clenching around him and moaning loudly. “Fuuuck baby do that again” he moaned lowly and you did, making him whimper. “Im so close” you were about to cum for the second time. a moaning mess under Jungkook, your hands griping the couch. “Are you gonna cum with me? Are you gonna be a good girl and cum with me?”, “Please” you moaned, not being able to hold back anymore. You felt Jungkook come inside you, as you clenched around him, both of you moaning loudly. As you both finished, exhausted as ever, he collapsed over you, his cock still in you pussy. He kissed you again, slowly this time. “I love you”, “I love you too but we need to clean up Kook. It’s Namjoon’s couch” you remined him and he laughed softly. “We totally just made love on my best friend’s couch”.
“Oh no,” Danneel sighed, dropping the magazine in her lap. This was not going go over well with Y/n, who undoubtedly saw it. Poor girl!
“Have you seen this?” She asked Jensen as he entered the room. His eyebrows furrowed together.
“What is it?”
“The Padalecki’s People article.”
“Not really, Jared showed me the pictures on his phone, but I haven’t read it yet. Why?”
“See for yourself,” Danneel extended the magazine towards her husband, waiting while his eyes quickly zoomed over the article.
“Okay…” his texas accent drawled. “You seem annoyed, what’s wrong? It’s a nice little piece.”
“Seriously?” Danneel raised an eyebrow, then rolled her eyes when Jensen just shrugged his shoulders. “Maybe read it again, more carefully. And say, I don’t know, from the perspective of his seventeen year old daughter.”
“Crap,” Jensen muttered, reading the article again. “Man, this is going to be a mess.”
“That is probably an understatement. Jensen, this is going to crush her.”
Jensen flopped down on the couch next to her, “What are the chances you think she doesn’t see it?” Jensen nodded at the look his wife gave him, she would definitely see it. “He didn’t mean for it to come out that way. The public doesn’t know about her, he was probably just trying to protect that.”
“That probably isn’t going to help. Why is that even a thing? It’s been months, this could have been the perfect opportunity to revel her to the public and the fans. There really isn’t a need to keep her a secret anymore.”
“I don’t know babe.”
“Well, it’s a good thing we’re going over for dinner. I’m sure Gen doesn’t know yet, or I would have gotten a phone call. And it’s probably a good idea to give Jared a heads up before he talks to Y/n next.”
You should take it as a compliment That I got drunk and made fun of the way you talk You should think about the consequence Of your magnetic field being a little too strong And I got a boyfriend, he’s older than us He’s in the club doing I don’t know what You’re so cool it makes me hate you so much
[Pre-Chorus] Whiskey on ice, sunset and vine You’ve ruined my life by not being mine
[Chorus] You’re so gorgeous I can’t say anything to your face ‘Cause look at your face And I’m so furious At you for making me feel this way But what can I say? You’re gorgeous
[Verse 2] You should take it as a compliment That I’m talking to everyone here but you And you should think about the consequence Of you touching my hand in the darkened room If you’ve got a girlfriend, I’m jealous of her But if you’re single that’s honestly worse 'Cause you’re so gorgeous it actually hurts (Honey, it hurts)
[Pre-Chorus] Ocean blue eyes looking in mine I feel like I might sink and drown and die
[Chorus] You’re so gorgeous I can’t say anything to your face 'Cause look at your face And I’m so furious At you for making me feel this way But what can I say? You’re gorgeous
[Bridge] You make me so happy it turns back to sad, yeah There’s nothing I hate more than what I can’t have You are so gorgeous it makes me so mad You make me so happy it turns back to sad, yeah There’s nothing I hate more than what I can’t have Guess I’ll just stumble on home to my cats Alone, unless you wanna come along,
[Chorus] You’re so gorgeous I can’t say anything to your face 'Cause look at your face And I’m so furious At you for making me feel this way But what can I say? You’re gorgeous
[Outro] You make me so happy it turns back to sad, yeah There’s nothing I hate more than what I can’t have You are so gorgeous it makes me so mad You’re gorgeous You make me so happy it turns back to sad, yeah There’s nothing I hate more than what I can’t have You are so gorgeous it makes me so mad You’re gorgeous
Summary: Emma and Killian experience important moments in her pregnancy together. (Includes some missing scenes from 7x02.)
Note: Well, I am mourning CS and I wasn’t all that happy with their last episode. I was especially disappointed that we never got to see any important moments in her pregnancy and didn’t get to see them with their baby. I was hoping we’d at least get a few little snippets. So that’s what fanfics are for and that’s why I wrote this one. I hope you enjoy it! ~Steph
…This is Us: Part 1/1…
Emma smiled as she finished lighting the last candle on the dining room table. She glanced at her watch. Killian would be home any minute now. She wanted everything to be perfect when she told him he was going to be a father.
They had been trying to conceive for a long time. Emma was starting to worry that they wouldn’t be able to conceive naturally and would have to explore alternatives. There had been a couple of false alarms. Emma was late, but when she took the pregnancy tests they were negative. Her doctor attributed her late periods to stress.
There was a part of Emma that feared she might never be able to have a child with Killian. She worried that maybe she was being punished for giving Henry up all of those years ago. But Killian, always understanding, had soothed her fears, assuring her that when the time was right, they would conceive a child of their own. She wanted nothing more than to raise a child with her husband, her true love, right from the start of its life.
About a week ago, she realized that her period was a couple of days late again. She wanted to tell Killian, but he had been so disappointed after the last two false alarms. This time, she wanted to be sure before she got his hopes up. So she took a pregnancy test and it came back positive. Two more confirmed it. Still, Emma wanted to be absolutely sure, so she had confirmed it with her doctor this afternoon. The joy she felt at knowing she was carrying Killian’s child was indescribable. She wanted to run and tell him, but she resisted. They had waited this long and she wanted it to be special when he found out he was going to be a father.
Emma heard the front door open and then slam closed.
“Emma, I’m home,” Killian called.
Emma smiled at the sound of her husband’s voice. Even after years of marriage, his voice still made her heart race.
“In the dining room,” she replied.
Killian appeared a moment later, a smile on his lips at the romantic dinner before him and his wife in the dress she’d worn on their first date.
“What’s all this?” he asked, placing a kiss on her cheek. “Did I forget a holiday of this realm?”
Emma shook her head and took his hand. She led him to his seat.
“I wanted tonight to be special,” she said, as he sat down.
Killian cocked an eyebrow and looked up at his wife. “And why is that?”
Emma moved to the hutch on the wall behind him and picked up a bottle of rum. She came to stand in front of him and placed the bottle on his plate.
“This should answer all of your questions.”
Killian looked down at the bottle of rum. A label had been printed and affixed to it that read:
DRINK THIS FOR ME.
I’LL JOIN YOU IN ABOUT 9 MONTHS.
BABY SWAN-JONES ARRIVES IN FEBRUARY.
Killian stared at the bottle, his mouth dropping open in shock. Emma scanned his face, trying to gauge his reaction.
His gaze finally lifted to hers. “Are you…You’re…We’re having a baby?”
Emma felt tears fill her eyes as she nodded her head. “Yes, Killian, you’re going to be a father.”
“And you’re sure?” he asked.
Emma nodded. “Three pregnancy tests and my doctor confirmed it.”
A huge smile swept across his lips as realization finally dawned on him. “I’m going to be a father. We’re going to have a baby!”
Emma laughed, as he grabbed her hand and pulled her down onto his lap. She looped her arms around his neck, as Killian’s lips met hers. They pulled back a moment later, their foreheads still touching.
“I can hardly believe this is finally happening,” he breathed.
“It was the right time, just like you said,” she replied with a smile.
Killian placed his hand on his wife’s belly. Emma covered his hand with hers. “Turns out, you were right. I do have a little pirate in me.”
Killian laughed and then kissed his wife again. “Or princess,” he whispered.
Kai Parker x Reader word count: 5 001 warning: smut summary: Kai and Reader are roommates and secretly both of them have a crush on each other but neither of them does anything until one day something happens everything changes. * gif by me
Kai pushed her bedroom door open and took a peek inside. A part of him already knew what he’d see inside, he had been eavesdropping ever since he had come back to their little apartment a few minutes ago, fighting the urge to do just this – take a peek. In the end he had caved in and now he couldn’t tear his eyes away from her and everything she was doing. Somehow watching her fingers draw soft to rough figure eights on her clit, her fingers slipping at a steady pace inside her made him feel angry. Only it wasn’t the anger he usually experienced. It was the kind of anger he felt when he saw a guy get close to her, touch her or even look at her. Jealousy, the word popped into his mind. He felt jealous it wasn’t him doing all those things to her, that he wasn’t beside her on her bed in that moment.
It wasn’t like he and Y/N were together or anything. They were just roommates but every now and then he’d catch himself thinking about her in a way he shouldn’t be thinking about her. Daydreaming about doing just that and so much more with her. Some nights he couldn’t get a wink of sleep because of all the thoughts about her going through his head. Especially if he had watched her walk out of the shower with a towel wrapped around her and water still dripping down her body earlier in the day. Or in the kitchen bending over to get something in the fridge or lifting herself on her toes to get something from the upper bookshelves giving him a peek at what was under her skirt. Y/N and her obsession with short skirts, he smiled to himself, testing his patience every day since the moment they had moved in together. Seeing her wearing those always made mind drift off into a fantasies of how he sneaks up behind her, snaking his hands around her waist and kisses her neck… Or how he pulls her onto his lap touching her the way he wanted, their lips moving together while their bodies were skin to skin. Only he never acted on any of those intentions because Y/N was the most special person in his life and he didn’t want to risk ruining their friendship in any way.
And now – there she was, laying on her bed wearing only a t-shirt, his t-shirt unless he was imagining it, with her legs spread wide giving him a full view at what her fingers were doing. Even from a distance he could see her folds glistening in the afternoon sunlight and as if being pulled by a magnet he took a quiet step towards her. His eyes followed her fingers movements, drifting from time to time to her eyes and lips, feeling his jeans tighten around him a little more with every passing second and then, to his surprise she moaned his name. Kai stopped in the middle of the room expecting her to throw a pillow at him, yell at him to get out but that didn’t happen. Y/N hadn’t seen him or heard him come on, she was so lost in her fantasy and what she was doing, she hadn’t even realised someone was in the room with her. He took another step towards her watching her fingers pump inside her at a steady pace while her free hand squeezed her breasts through her shirt and she moaned softly. Quietly he kicked off his shoes and made his way towards her without taking his eyes off her for a second, carefully climbing on the bed with her. Slowly he trailed his fingertips up her legs all the way from a little above her ankles to her inner thighs and he smirked hearing the sudden change in her heart beat. His eyes followed his fingers’ movements while he listened to her moans get a little louder and again she moaned his name. For a long moment he sat there completely mesmerised listening to her breathing become uneven, knowing she was close and suddenly felt torn between interrupting her or allowing her to continue, and then something inside him snapped hearing Y/N moan his name again.
“Need a hand? Or lips… tongue..? I’ll be more than happy to help…“
Her eyes opened and she gulped, moving up on the bed while he crawled right after her until their eyes were on the same level. Her heart skipped a beat and for a moment she got lost in his ocean blue eyes. Every time she gazed in them she felt as if she might sink, drown and die and somehow she knew she wouldn’t mind that. Only right this instant his eyes were darker, darkening still and the way he was looking at her made a tingly feeling through her body like a tidal wave. Y/n could barely keep her hands away from him in that moment after daydreaming, dreaming and fantasising about him for months.
“Kai!? Wh-what are you doing? You can’t be here –”
“Why?“ he brushed his fingers against her cheek, noticing how her heartbeat increased to dangerous levels the second he touched her. “Because you don’t want me to hear you moan my name while you play with yourself? That was –” he bit his lip. “– so fucking hot, watching you play with yourself, moaning my name. Wearing my t-shirt… I just – Hmmm..” he pursued his lips. “You know if you wanted me, you should’ve just said so.”
“What? I – N-no.“ she protested feeling his breath on her face intoxicating her.
Kai smirked at the change in her heartbeat. “I was just um–”
“Daydreaming about me and all the things I could do to you and we could do together?“ he smirked, glazing his fingertips up and down her thighs without actually touching her where she needed him. "I bet you’ve dreamt about me getting nice and comfy between your legs… Kissing you. Touching you the way only I can.”
“M-me? Having a wet dream about you? N-no.“ she lied again thinking back to what had prompted her little afternoon adventure. However the last thing she had expected to happen had been for her to get caught… by him. And now her mind was spinning at the thought of what could happen between them. "You are so full of yourself. Why would I be dreaming about you?"
“I have… dreamt about you.” he thought out loud, noticing her heart do a weird flip at his words. Her eyes kept drifted between his eyes and lips, her breathing turned so shallow it wasn’t even there and his lips curled up. “I’ve been dreaming about you for months, wondering how your lips would feel on mine. What it would feel like to be with you that way, to touch you the way I want… to taste you. It’s driving me completely insane how you find your way into my mind. I can’t focus on anything but how much I want to be with you.”
“Then why didn’t you say something?“ she asked quietly feeling her skin turn on fire having him this close to her in that moment. All of the sudden she felt self conscious and tried to cover up, to press her thighs together when she realised his knee was right between her legs.
“I didn’t do anything because I didn’t want to ruin our friendship but now –” he leaned towards her until his lips almost touched hers as he spoke. He paused for a moment, his eyes drifting between her eyes and her lips. “– I want you more than I have ever wanted you. And I always get what I want.”
“What if I say ‘no’?“ she hooked her hands around his neck, playing with the scruff on the back of his head. His eyes fluttered closed for a second and a quiet moan escaped his lips. "What would you do then?”
“I’d spend the rest of my life chasing after you until I make you mine.“ he said longingly gazing in her eyes. "I’d do anything to… to win you and your heart."
“You would?” she said, her lips curling in a small smile.
Kai hummed, leaning towards her while she pulled him towards her until their lips met. The second their lips touched it was as if an explosion happened. All emotions he has ever felt towards her coursed through his veins at 100 miles per hour waking up every cell in his body and he couldn’t help but notice how their lips seemed like a perfect match for each other. How instantly they found their rhythm as if they had kissed for ages and that wasn’t their first kiss. He pressed his body against hers, his lips getting more demanding with every second while his crotch grinded against hers making her moan into the kiss. Y/N pushed his jacket off his shoulders and rolled on top of him without taking her lips off his for a second, neither of them able to get enough of the other. Kai’s hands skimmed the sides of her body, finding their perfect spot on her waist both of them creating their own rhythm. He pulled her towards him making her straddle him faster while she continued to suck the air out of his lungs and tugged on his shirt, pulling it over his head. Y/N ran her fingers through her hair for a second and smiled at him, biting her lip. Her hands moved slowly up and down on his chest feeling his heartbeat increase and leaned in over him, gazing into his eyes which no longer had a trace of their usual blue colour. They were dark with lust, devils dancing in them and the way he was looking at her in that moment was enough to turn her skin on fire.
“Well then, let’s ruin the friendship.“ she whispered in his ear, her lips almost touching his earlobe as she spoke. Kai growled quietly and in a flash she found herself on her back, her head sinking into the soft pillows. His lips crashed against hers, anxious, demanding while his tongue slipped in her mouth and his fingertips brushed up her bare skin, pulling her shirt over her head. His eyes lit up like a little kid’s at the sight before him and he cupped her breasts, his eyes never leaving hers while he pressed the flat of his tongue against her left nipple taking turns between swirling the tip around them and nibbling on them. Y/N moaned softly feeling his fingers roll her other nipple between his thumb and index fingers, before he switched. Slowly he explored every inch of her body with his lips and fingertips using her body as a canvas on his way to her heat stopping only for a second to admire the sight before him.
“You are so beautiful.” he smiled, drawing fire lines on her inner thighs with his fingertips touching her everywhere but where she needed him most. "Absolutely beautiful.”
Y/N felt her cheeks flush at his words and her eyes fluttered closed for a second. His touch felt like shock waves of electricity being sent into her bloodstream, leaving her craving more and she knew there was no way she’d ever get enough of him or his magic touch. “Kai –“
“Yes?” he asked knowing what she wants but craving to hear her say it. “Tell me, what do you want.”
“You.“ she bit her lip. ”I want you.“
Kai smirked devilishly at her and brushed his fingertips against her swollen clit, listening to her heart rate increase to dangerous levels. Without taking his eyes off hers he leaned in towards her, leaving soft kisses up her inner thighs all the way to where she needed him most and pressed his mouth on her core inhaling and exhaling sharply for a few long moments, feeling her body convulse for a second when his lips touched her swollen clit.
“Look at yourself.” he cooed, slurping some of her arousal about to drip onto the sheets. “So wet you are dripping. I will have to fix this straight away.”
Y/N bit her lip feeling a light stream of air hit her clit and her eyes fluttered closed for a second as she tangled her fingers in his hair, lightly tugging on it. His tongue lapped slowly round and around her clit ever so slightly touching it driving her out of her mind. His lips and tongue worked steadily, slowly building her up and she could feel herself drip onto the sheets. Her imagination couldn’t even compare to what he was doing to her in that moment and the way he was making her feel. Every time his tongue even slightly touched her clit felt like electricity hitting her blood stream directly. As if he wanted to make her lose it, and/or burn her alive.
“Please Kai, I need you –“ she moaned.
“You need me to what?” he asked innocently, sideways flicking her clit with her tongue. “Drive you out of your mind? Finger you? Make you feel my long slim fingers curl inside you slowly, going deeper every time while those tight walls clench around them…”
“FUck YES, please –“ she squealed, feeling him lightly bite her clit for a second. His fingertips pressed against her entrance and a finger slowly entered her, curling around exploring every inch before pulling out almost to the fingertips and going in again a little deeper every time. He lightly flicked her clit with his tongue, listening to her moans get a little louder and her breathing become heavier as he enveloped her clit between his lips sucking/tugging on it. His tongue’s movements were light and slow, it was driving her completely out of her mind. Y/N wanted him, all of him but all he did was continue to tease her, taking turns between flicking her clit sideways, lapping his tongue around it and nibbling/sucking and tugging on it.
“You taste more amazing than I could’ve ever imagined.” he moaned, adding another finger slowly curling around feeling every inch, going in deeper every time. “I can spend eternity between your legs and not get enough.”
Y/N moaned a little louder feeling her orgasm approaching slowly. He was taking his time savouring every moment and building her up, bringing her right to the brink and pulling her back just to do it all over again. Her skin felt as if it was literally fire, each curl making her body arch off the bed a little more until he had to hold her down. His fingers pumped inside her a little faster, changing the pace between slow to fast to steady digging in deeper until his fingertips hit her spot and her moan turned into a small scream.
“That’s it, isn’t it?“ he smirked, lightly biting on her clit again. Y/N squealed semi-screaming ‘Yes’, pushing his mouth further on her while he sucked and tugged on her clit, sending the vibrations directly on it. “So tight – ” he cooed, feeling her walls clench around his fingers. “– it will feel so good stretching you out later.”
Kai could barely tear his eyes away from her, watching her mouth hung open, soft moans mixed with whimpers and his name rolling off her tongue constantly while she tugged on his hair and her other hand gripped on the sheets. His fingers pumped inside her at a steady to fast pace, feeling her walls clench around them spurring him to go faster until her orgasm tore through her body and she screamed his name. Slowly he trailed his way up her body leaving kisses on his way until their eyes were on the same level. Kai rested his forehead on hers and he shoved his fingers in her mouth for her to clean. Her tongue swirled around them, their eyes locked on each other and her free hand shot for the back of his head playing with his scruff while her other hand pushed its way in his jeans, palming him through his briefs. His quiet moan tumbled off his lips and his eyes fluttered closed for a moment thinking what it would feel like to have her lips and tongue on him while she moaned around his fingers.
“Y/N –“ he moaned, biting his lip.
“Shhh … No talking.” she rolled on top of him, her lips crashing against his. Their lips barely pulled away from each other getting more demanding by the second while he trailed his fingertips up her back sending shivers all over her body. Slowly her lips moved down his jawline, down his neck while her fingernails lightly scratching at his bare chest. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from her, watching her slide down his body without breaking eye contact with him for a second as she lightly nibbled on his stomach, drawing figurines with the tip of her tongue mixing with kisses until she got to what she wanted. Her fingers worked swiftly, undoing the belt/button and zipper of his jeans before she pulled them down his legs. Y/N’s gaze kept drifting between her fingertips brushing up his thighs to his eyes while he propped himself on his elbows watching her semi-sit on his hips. She ran her hand on his thick shaft, rubbing him through the thin fabric of his briefs and ran her fingers through her hair, moving it to the side before pressing her lips on him, letting her hot breath on him.
“Damn Y/N –” he moaned, watching her fingers hitch around the waistband of his briefs and slowly she pulled them down his legs, trailing her fingertips the entire way down/up. Her fingers wrapped around his thick shaft, stroking him at a steady pace while her thumb drew slow circles on the tip of his lenght gathering the pre-cum on it before bringing it to her lips, letting out a soft moan as she tasted him. Slowly she leaned towards his lenght running her tongue all the way from his balls to the tip, her nose brushing against him the entire time while she looked at him with innocent eyes. It was driving him insane how she could both look so innocent and so naughty at the same time. As if her personality switched between both every half second or so.
“You are driving me insane.” he moaned quietly. “Who knew you were such a naughty girl.”
“I’m the naughtiest.” she said in a low seductive voice, blowing a light stream of air onto the head without taking her eyes off him. His eyes fluttered closed for a moment feeling her tongue slowly run on the underside of his lenght while she took turns between nibbling on him and swirling her tongue around the head. Every time he moaned her name her heart skipped a beat and she couldn’t help but think how if this was a dream, she’d absolutely break after waking up. There had been so many moments her mind had drifted off into a fantasy about just this. Like all those times he had walked around their small apartment wearing only his boxers. Or the time he had thought she wasn’t home and they had bumped into each other in the hallway right as he was getting out of the shower, his hair still wet and water dripping down his toned torso before his towel had been wrapped around him, giving her the slightest peek at what she wanted but knew couldn’t have.
“OH FUCk Y/N –” he moaned feeling her take turns between nibbling on him and swirling her tongue around the head before she took just the tip in between her lips. Her nails lightly scratched at him while she continued to stroke him, moaning and humming some song, taking him a little further in lips every time. Kai tried to figure out what the song was but could barely even remember where they were in that moment. All he could focus on was her and her lips on him, how hot she looked in that moment with his thick shaft disappearing in her mouth every time and the vibrations of her moans hitting him directly. Y/N driving him completely insane making him feel as if he was on fire and he just couldn’t get enough. But there was something else – he couldn’t get out of his head the way she had been playing with herself before. Every time his eyes fluttered closed the image popped up in his mind and he could barely wait to find out what it feels like being inside her. To feel those tight walls clench around him while she came around him. And every move of her tongue, of her fingers fondling his balls was only pushing him further to pulling her up and tossing her under him.
“Oh shit—” he groaned, grabbing a fistful of her hair and pushing her mouth further on him, making her take him all the way for a long moment for a few seconds. Y/N moaned around him, feeling him twitch inside her mouth and her eyes started to water a little. He let go of her letting her continue on her own watching her tongue swirl around the head of his length and down to his balls, lightly sucking on them for a moment before nibbling on him on her the way up. His eyes fluttered closed for a moment and he pulled her up, tossed her under him in flash and his lips crashed against hers. Her legs wound around his waist when suddenly they slipped off the edge of the bed fell on the floor. Y/N tried to grab onto something to hold onto but all she did was end up knocking her nightstand lamp along with them.
“Whoops.” she laughed, wounding her legs around his waist.
“You really are the naughtiest, huh?” he said amused. "Are you okay?”
“Asked the person I fell on top of.“ she leaned in towards him but he pulled away and rolled on top of her, pinning her hands on either side of her head while rubbing his thick shaft against her soaked core. They gazed into each other’s eyes and she couldn’t help but notice how his eyes glowed differently for some reason and she realised the way he was looking at her when he was turned on was enough to drive her insane and her to turn her fire all over again. Even more so while he continued to tease her, pressing the tip against her entrance and sliding just the tip inside her. Every second felt like the sweetest kind of torture and she both wanted it to end and to never stop.
“Please ‘what’, princess?“ he said innocently, continuing to tease her. "What does my girl want?”
“I want you.“ she moaned. "All of you. I want to feel every inch of you inside me.”
Kai rested his forehead on hers and smirked devilishly at her mouthing ‘no’, listening to her beg for him again. Up until this point he hadn’t realised how much this would turn him on, how listening to her moan his name and listening to her beg would make him feel. Her hips kept bucking up and pushing down on him wanting all of him but every time he was a step ahead until when she least expected it he entered at once with a heavy thrust. A small scream escaped her lips and her body jolted forward a little while his hot breath hit her face intoxicating her completely. For a short moment he stood still, just enjoying how good she felt around him before withdrawing slowly, making her feel every inch on the way out leaving just the tip inside her and filling her to the brim again. Not only their lips were a perfect match for each other, they seemed to fit perfectly together like two pieces of a puzzle as if they had been made for each other.
“FUck, you are so tight.” he moaned, intertwining their fingers together. “I love it –”
Y/N’s lips curled into a smile and she clenched her walls around him for a moment earning a low growl from him and he thrusted inside her harder. His thrusts were slow and hard at first, picking up the pace every time until there were barely a few seconds between each of them. Their lips met in a passionate kiss and she felt herself getting lost in him and everything he was doing to her. Kai was everything she had imagined and more, somehow knowing just how to push her buttons perfectly. Every now and then he’d slow down only to catch her off guard and knock the air out of her lungs, each thurst leaving her craving more.
“Fuck me harder.“ she moaned, holding onto his hands tightly while he thrusted heavily inside her leaving her breathless.
“So greedy.” he groaned with a lazy smile. “I can break you.”
“Then break me.“ she bit her lip, watching him push both her legs over his shoulders before leaning in towards her. He gripped her wrists and entered her harder than before, turning her moan almost into a scream, withdrawing slowly before easing himself inside her again. Her back arched off the floor and she threw her head back for a moment feeling his lips on her neck lightly nibbling on it. He could hear her heartbeat and breathing trying to catch up with each other and failing every time while he continued to pound her senseless, wanting to bury his entire self inside her and stay like that forever, listening to their moans/groans and the sounds of flesh on flesh colliding in perfect harmony.
“Fuck Kai – I’m so clo-se.” she moaned, her walls clenching around him almost at the same time his lenght twitched inside her. Her skin felt as if it was fire or maybe the room was on fire, she wasn’t sure. Every time his thick shaft entered her skin turned to fire all over again, each thrust deeper and rougher than the last hitting her spot perfectly. A slight pain started to show between her legs but it hurt too good to ask him to slow down. In a way she liked it and just couldn’t get enough of him and the way he was making her feel in that moment, knowing there was no one else who could ever make her feel this way.
“Me too, princess.“ he groaned, "Hold it for me.”
Y/N nodded slightly, throwing her head back with the next thurst and her walls clenched around him a little more intensely, pushing his emotions on a complete overdrive. Purple/black veins flashed under his eyes and for a moment he got scared she might freak out or push him away. Instead she did neither and took him by complete surprise with her next words.
“Y/N, I don’t want to hur–” he started, watching her mouth the same words. Their lips collided, drowning out her semi-screams while he thrusted heavily inside her and his lips traced their way to her neck. Her entire body ignited all over again the second he sank his fangs in her carotid artery and she almost let go, her emotions getting pushed on a overdrive. Y/N moaned in his ear and dug her nails in his back almost drawing blood which only turned him on more feeling his lenght twitch inside her again and his thrusts, even though a little sloppier, picked up the pace. “Let yourself go baby girl.” he whispered, feeling her walls clench around him when her orgasm tore through her body triggering his while he continued to thrust inside her until they were both finished and he collapsed on top of her.
Kai rolled onto the soft carpet next to her, both of them trying to catch their breath. Y/N turned towards him and snuggled closer to him, his hands wrapping around her. Gently he lifted her chin up, cupping her face with one hand, his lips pulling her into a slow kiss.
“Well, there goes the friendship.“ he said amused, brushing his nose against hers for a second. "S-should I be worried you won’t ever look at me the same way?”
“Depends.“ she rolled on top of him, placing her hands on his chest while straddling him slowly. "Did you mean what you said earlier?”
Kai’s hands found their way on her waist and he moaned quietly, his eyes fluttering closed for a second. “About winning your heart?“ he gazed into her eyes. "Yes. Though I am absolutely terrible when it comes to emotions. But this I know. There is something I feel when I am with you and only you. I can’t shake it and I don’t want to.” he said softly, noticing how her eyes had filled in with curiosity and something else he couldn’t quite understand. Instantly he panicked a little. “W-why are you looking at me like that? D-did I say something wrong?”
“So cute when you are panicking.“ she shook her head smiling.
“What – what is it?” he insisted. Y/N just leaned over him, not taking her eyes off his while he continued panicking. Remaining silent was the hardest thing to do, but somehow she managed, testing his patience at it’s fullest. “Tell me.”
“Make me.“ she blurted out.
“You little –” he tossed her under him, his lips curling into a small smile as he pinned her hands on either side of her head. “Tell me.”
“You’ll love that don’t you. Tell me.” he kissed her neck softly feeling her melt under his touch. “Tell me.”
“Nothing, just – you really can’t see it, can you?“
“See what?” he gazed into her eyes.
“You already have won my heart, dummy.“
_________________________________________ note: i don’t know how it happened but look how blue his eyes are in this gif. 🙊 'Ocean blue eyes … I feel like I might sink and drown and die.’ 💙👀
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“Do you believe in Destiny?” You asked as you stood in front of him.
Ivar glances up at you with an expressionless look, “Destiny is in my blood.”
“Then wouldn’t you say that this was destined to happen?” you asked as you knelt to his eye level.
His eyes blazed with anger, “don’t tell me what is meant and not meant to happen. I will be the person in charge of my life not you or Lagartha!”
“I know,” you answered with a smile, “your going to be great! You’ll conquer the world and take fate and destiny by the throat.”
He had been looking down at that point and suddenly when you said that he looked up at you with a piercing gaze, “do you truly believe that.”
“More than life itself,” you answered spontaneously.
Ivar’s hand had suddenly grabbed your throat in a death grip as he pulled you to his chest. His hand held you but it was still quite lose as if he was afraid he would hurt you.
He slowly trailed your lips with his thumb.
“You…,” he began as he stared into your eyes.
“You are the only person… you can not… no your mind. Do you understand me? You cannot betray me!” He whispered harshly before bringing you forward into a crushing hug.
“If it’s you there, then I can conquer the world and make you the queen. Would you like that?” He asked as he smiled sinisterly pulling away from the hug.
“What the world?” You asked.
“Yes the world,” he said as he rolled his eyes.
“I don’t know. I do want heaven and hell can you bring that down for me?” You asked with a cheeky smile.
“Now your just being greedy, is the world not enough for you?” He asked exasperated.
“No I guess not because what I really want is this,” you said as you lays your hand on his heart.
He looked at you confused.
“Your heart you silly goose,” You laughed.
“Y/n what you fail to understand is that my heart has been yours since the day I layed my eyes on you,” Ivar stated as he pulled you into his lap.
“Is that so?” A brow was raised.
“What shall I do to prove it? I said I would lay the world at your feet and you are still not satisfied. Should I ask you to marry me? Will take make you happy?” You had stared at him with shocked eyes.
Ivar had never mentioned marriage. Sure you’ve thought about it but to Ivar it was something taboo. Plus was this his way of proposing to you because it was so terribly done!
“Did you just ask for my hand in marriage?” You asked.
“And if I did what day you is my answere?” He asked with a grin.
“Of course it’s a no you jerk!” You smacked him in the chest, “what type of proposal was that?!”
You got up and began to walk off in anger.
“Y/n wait. What do you mean? Would you just hold on woman!” he yelled in anger.
“Ask me again properly tomorrow!” You yelled as you stomped off.
im having a particularly hard time sleeping tonight despite my entire body being crushed by the weight of my own fatigue, but that’s typical.
i think one of the things that’s keeping me awake is the fact that im genuinely proud of myself. i dont say that often because it’s hard for me to admit and accept the better parts of myself but i am so happy with who i have become over the last year or more. i think finding the strength to finally push off the sources of toxicity from my life attributed to my ability to grow and mature as a person. you cant grow a healthy flower in toxic waste, right?
finding it within myself to admit that it’s not always relationships that are emotionally destructive but friendships as well was the first step to this. realizing that someone is taking away pieces of you bit by bit, they chip away at your will and true being both with their words….and with their hands..to sculpt you into someone who would stoop down to their level. i wasnt strong then. i was vulnerable and easily manipulated….until i realized that i was in someone else’s skin. i was someone i never wanted to become.
but now i live on my own accord. back then, they taught me to think of myself first even if i knew better. that’s not me. that was never me. time reveals the truth of most situations and right now, after seeing the reality of the present situation, that’s especially true. i found myself. she was in the dark for a little while, lost and following a very dark voice but she didnt look for a light because eventually, she made her own, and now she’s me.
i am so proud of her because we really did that. we did that shit. please never forget that there is such thing as emotionally and physically abusive friendships as well. make your light, become your own light because it’s in you no matter what they’re trying to make you believe or make you into.