tights fancy

so the figure skating anime is coming but you know what else should totally be a thing? figure skater mikleo. like he specializes in water/ice and he’s slender and elegant and all. and sorey would be his biggest fan of course

sushi || pjm (f)

Going out on a date with some guy you met at a café could bring more with it than meets the eye.

❀ genre: fluff.
❀ word count: 5,3k+
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With slow steps, you dragged your feet towards the bathroom, feeling really tired from the nap you just woke up from. Maybe it wasn’t a good idea to sleep before a date, but you couldn’t help yourself as you had woken up really early for work. A small smile played upon your lips as you thought about it, work. It’s where you met him.


‘’Y/N! A caramel macchiato!’’ your co-worker yelled from the counter as you hastily wiped away the mess you just made.

‘’Coming right at ya,’’ you just told him, still wiping the counter and now also the floor, as coffee dripped from the edges. Brown droplets splashed in front of your white shoes, almost making them brown too, but with a few more wipes it looked like nothing was ever there.

A heavy sigh left your mouth and you heard a shy voice speaking a few metres away from you.

‘’Please, t-take your time,’’ the voice said as you whipped your head around, gazing at the guy to which the voice belonged with surprised eyes. When you met his eyes, your heart was about the burst and you could feel your head getting lighter.

Warm, chocolate brown eyes, a bit puffy and a face handsome as hell. Lips plump at first, but when his mouth went upwards, the cutest smile ever appeared, making his eyes smile as well. You had no idea how a stranger could make you feel all giddy, but he did. His ash blonde hair fell in front of his face in various ways, and it gave him this chill and cute vibe.

‘’Oh Jesus, Lord, save me,’’ was the only thought going through your mind,

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His shirt (Logan X reader)

Prompt: Logan’s reaction when he sees you wearing one of his big sweatshirts

The mornings light shines bright, slipping past the closed curtains adorning your window. It fell upon you, disturbing your deep sleep. Groaning you tried to turn over and continue sleeping but the Suns rays seemed to be everywhere, hitting your face no matter where you tossed or turned. Sighing in defeat, you sat up and stretched. A yawn escaping your throat as some bones popped while you stretched, blinking the sleep from your eyes, you surveyed the room. Your clothes were lazily thrown into the floor, the sheets next to you empty. It wasn’t uncommon for Logan to get up earlier then you, it happened quite often really and you learned to accept it. Though you preferred to wake up next to him, all snug and warm, enjoying the morning together. Unfortunately for you, you weren’t a morning person and your boyfriend was. Glancing at the clock you checked the time, ten in the afternoon it read, briefly you wondered where Logan was and what he was doing. You never knew with that man, he could cause trouble with anyone or anything and it left you worried constantly. You trusted him but sometimes his temper would get out of hand, it wasn’t like there was a thing you could do about it now. Getting out of bed, you fixed the messy sheets. Straightening them, pulling the covers back on, and placing the pillows into their spot.

Deciding that it was good enough, your stomach growled, voicing its own hunger. You were in the safety of your own home, so walking out of the room not-fully-clothed wouldn’t be so bad but what if a guest came over? It wasn’t exactly ideal for you to greet them at the door in your bra and panties. Besides, your outfits were either too tight or fancy or just in the laundry since you didn’t feel energized enough to do it. Sighing, you figured you’d barrow Logan’s shirt. He wasn’t like he’d mind, it was just a shirt after all and his were always comfy and smelled just like him. It held a warmth to it that almost mimicked Logan’s, nodding you rummaged in his closest before snatching up a shirt and throwing it on. It was indeed bigger then your petite frame, the hem ending on your lower thighs. It covered everything you wanted it to, fit just right. Grinning you sniffed, the smell of pines and cologne meeting your nose, the cotton soaking in the warmth of the sun almost feeling like he was right beside you, holding you close. Your grin widened, imagining and savoring the moment before your tummy reminded you of the task at hand.

Marching into the kitchen, you searched the fridge for something to eat. A simple sandwich will do for now, you shrugged and took out some turkey and bread. Absentmindedly, you looked out your window, the forest meeting your eyes. It’s breathtaking green leaves twinkling from the morning dew and sunshine, birds chirping and singing their beautiful songs to their little hearts content, the grass a vibrant blend of different hues of green and the tree branches providing shadows and shelter to all the smaller animals. Transfixed by the scene, you took a closer look. A deer nibbled by a bush, munching on some berries as a smaller deer timidly wandered out into the open. From the looks of it, it was a baby, it’s eyes round with curiosity and interest as it sniffed the grass. A much bigger buck with antlers so big and wide you were sure he wouldn’t be able to fit past a doorframe, trotted next to the baby deer. Must be a proud father, you thought happily rather calmed at the sight. The family was just enjoying itself out there, nature could be so beautiful sometimes and you were left envious.

The opening and closing of a door brought you back to your own reality, finishing up the last bits of your food, you glanced over your shoulder. Logan entered and his brown eyes scanned your frame, a smirk tugging at his lips. His eyes slowly trailed from your thighs and up to your back, moving to your arms, focusing on the low hang of the tee and how it showed off your collarbones, then up to your face. Your hair was thrown in a messy bun previously, leaning against the kitchen counter you raised a brow.

“What? Do I have something on my face?” You asked unsure as to why he was staring. He shook his head chuckling, moving from the end of the room to right in front of you. Arms wrapping around your waist as he pulled you closer to him, you cuddled close to him, your own arms snaking around his neck as he held you.

“No, you just look really good in my shirt.” His hands moved up and down your sides, eyes taking another peak at your ‘outfit’. Giggling you playfully pushed his shoulder, in return he smiled brightly. “What? I’m serious, you should wear my shirts more often.”

“Well, if you say so.~” You’d be sure to remember his words, this wouldn’t be the last time he’d find you in his shirt, even if he didn’t like it you would’ve still done it. “Just remember, you suggested it!” You announced, pressing a kiss to his cheek before laughter forced your lips away. Today seemed to be a good one.

Just for one night (Yoongi Smut)

idk what this is, I literally don’t even know what this is, I just wanted to write it. But enjoy <3

You didn’t know what it was that made you do such daring things. Maybe all the liquor you had so irresponsibly consumed or maybe it was how caught up in your emotions you got. Perhaps it was the way his eyes burned into your skin as he watched you from across the room. This little game of cat and mouse having been going on since you arrived into one of the most secluded bars in Seoul. Your senses were more alert tonight, your heart rate steadily increasing with each shot you consumed. Your mind blurred, images of everything and nothing running through your head. You were stressed, it was too much to get your hands on at once, how could something so beautiful become so boring, so dull and lifeless? Had your love been a lie this whole time? And the poor fool actually thought you both were doing better than ever, but was it for his or your parents sake? Sighing you shook your head side to side letting the tips of your silky hair press against your face. You didn’t want to think about that tonight, no you wanted to forget. You needed a distraction and a great one. Eyes dancing up and cascading over to the figure that had been recently watching you, your eyes took him in as he downed his own shot asking for another round. He hair dark black hair blue highlights on the top part. He wasn’t much on the muscles but that wasn’t to say he didn’t look attractive because he did. Seductive and mysterious. His long nimble fingers grabbing at the clear shot glass knocking it back once again letting the bitter liquor quench his thirst for a moment. The burn that felt so good was how you looked at it. He was wearing nothing overly fancy, skin tight gray skinny jeans a black leather jacket and from what you could see little white fabric poked out from the back of his jacket giving you the imagination that maybe he had on a white shirt. Too caught up in checking him from head to toe you didn’t notice the way he watched you check him out. Not leaving you far from his sight watching you from the corner of his eye. Tilting his head slightly he waited for you to look up looking his eyes dead on yours, a cocky smirk plastered across his pink lips.

You sat up straight shifting in your seat. Hands moving to fumble with your small phone wallet so that you could pull your card out only to be stopped as the male bartender looked at you. “Drinks on him.” Your eyes moved to the line of fire, seeing the same attractive male turn up another shot giving you a wink before he looked off. Your head swam with thoughts, inappropriate thoughts. Like how it would feel to have his fingers plunging in and out of your wetness. How hard he could possibly fuck you against the wall. Sighing softly, you tried to think of something else, this wasn’t like you cheating wasn’t you. Lifting your head slowly your eyes shifted taking everything in. The thick smoke of weed that lingered throughout the place, the strippers dancing on the pole swinging around the silver material making their ends meet for tonight. The other cheaters that were there after their 9-5 just waiting to get a quick fuck and go back home to their lovers as if nothing happened. Nothing here was interesting to you anymore, it became boring like home so why not go back there?

Hopping out of your chair you smiled to the male bidding him goodnight. Staggering slightly, you walked outside, finding your feet as if you were a toddler walking for the first time again. Groaning you had a right mind to take off your heels, but it made your ass look good in your dress. Making your way outside the cool air whipped across your skin kissing you in a welcome as the bright lights from the street lights welcomed you. Placing your hand against the wall you gave yourself time to calm down from the throbbing headache that seemed to die down now that the fog of the club was gone. Walking off from your spot you were going to walk to the street and catch a cab. A hand reached out to grab your wrist pulling you backwards. Instantly a smile spread across your cherry red lips letting the male drag you backwards because you were certain who he was. He pulled you back until you were in the middle of the alley, it wasn’t dark enough for no one not to see you but it wasn’t light to where you would get caught instantly either. He looked down at you, inspecting you for some time. Even up close while he was looking at you with smoldering eyes you could tell he was indeed attractive, his soft scented cologne hitting your senses and causing your face to lean forward wanting to smell more of him. Opening your mouth, you were going to say something until he pressed his finger against your lips. Looking up at him, you paused for a second not getting his memo, but then his lips were pressing against yours. His body against yours holding you against the wall, soft sighs of pleasure escaping your lips as you kissed him back. His hands moved from up by your neck downwards through the dip of your breast, cupping your braless chest he fondled you through the thin black material that you were wearing. Your legs buckled lightly from his touch, his hands rough and unforgiving as he flicked his fingers against your perky nipples causing the flesh to harden under his touch. His lips kept pressing against yours setting a rhythm of the kiss. He swiped his tongue across your bottom lip and you opened your mouth welcoming in his pink tongue that roamed freely in your mouth. He sucked and tugged on your tongue trying to pull it into his mouth as his teeth occasionally nibbled on the flesh. One leg sliding in between yours, he ground himself against you and his tight pants left nothing to the imaginary. His half hard bulge poking against your lower stomach as his hands moved to grip at the hems of your dress sliding it a little bit. Groaning you reached for his hands, some part of your mind still trying to fight it. The male still tried to tug up your dress, your hands going to grab at his hands causing him to pull back for air giving you a questioning look.

“I can’t.” You simply uttered shaking against him, you could feel how hard he had gotten but you couldn’t do this here. Not like this.

“Can’t or won’t?” He asked, his deep raspy voice sounding a bit rough from the liquor he had consumed.

“I-“ You paused thinking about it for a while, confused within yourself. The male leaned his head into the crook of your neck inhaling your scent, his tongue dancing across your flesh instantly finding spots that would make you moan gently from him. He smirked against your skin, his hand moving to pin both of yours above your head, his free hand reaching under your dress to tug your panties down roughly to your knees. Almost ripping the fabric in half, it caused you to moan out from the rough treatment, the way he looked up at you was a clear warning that he would give you all you were looking for if you kept moaning like that. His fingers crept up the inside of your thighs igniting your skin with puckering bumps along your flesh. An arch of your body following as you squirmed in his hold. He took his time raising his hand up your leg, pressing his fingers to cup at your pussy. Rubbing it slowly he watched you, his eyes burning into yours as his long slender finger found your clit. Slowly he stroked the bud in a circle, your legs shaking lightly you chewed on your bottom lip trying to stop from moaning out since you didn’t even know his name. The male rested his forehead against yours, teasing your clit until he could feel the wetness start to seep on his hand.

“Do you always get so wet for random men?” He mocked tapping his finger against your clit. You shook your head side to side voice failing you. “Good.” He smirked crookedly slipping his finger slowly down your slit until he was teasing your entrance.

“Do you always fuck random girls?” You countered and he shoved his finger deep inside of your burying it to the hilt.

“Only when they are pretty.” He said simply. You couldn’t tell if he was joking with you or not, some part of you felt bad you wanted to feel special like in all of those cheesy movies, but who the hell were you kidding? He could see the different thoughts in your mind, wanting to change them he slipped his ring finger inside of you as well. Thrusting it in and out of you slowly watching as your hips reacted to his touch sliding down onto his fingers. Your head rolled back and you told yourself to just enjoy it squeezing lightly around his fingers that were curving and plunging deeper into your heat. He smirked leaning down to suck on your breast through your dress, he moved his hand from your wrist to pull your dress towards the middle of your breast freeing them on each side. A growl erupted from his lips his fingers pinching and playing with your sensitive skin he loved to hear how you whined for him. Latching his lips onto your plump breast he flicked his tongue against your heated skin trying to get your breast to ache with need. His free hand kneading your other breast and his fingers pumped faster inside of your pussy, his thumb rubbing over your clit. You were in complete ecstasy the thrill of getting caught only making this more daring and fun, something you had been missing for a while. The male switched his mouth to the other side sucking on your nipple like a baby in feeding pulling back to bit onto the bud lightly. He could hear the squelching wet sounds of his fingers plunging in your heat causing him to move his fingers from inside of you. He licked the clean eyeing you before he turned you around the wall. Dragging you away from it he pressed his hand down against the lower part of your back holding you in place. His hand making quick work of unzipping his pants and pulling his dick out through the opening he spread his legs and yours rubbing his dick up and down your wet slit slowly. Leaning over you with his chest to your back he nipped on your ear as he pressed his tip against your entrance.

“Yoongi.” Was all he said before he snapped his hips forward burying himself into your wet walls. Your mouth flew open as a cry of pleasure escaped, and quickly you were bringing your hand up to your mouth so that you could keep yourself quiet and not get caught. Yoongi held onto your hips, biting his lips as he looked at your plump ass. He pulled out until only the tip was left in before he was slamming back into you at a slow pace pulling out to keep doing the same thing over and over again. His nails dug into your flesh as he pounded into your walls, the wetness from your pussy sliding down his thick shaft landing onto his balls. His eyes glued to how he slipped in and out of you, he couldn’t get enough you were so wet and so warm, fitting him in the deepest ways possible. He stretched you out marking your pussy as his for just this time only. Groaning he shifted to lift you up, pressing you against the wall, one of his hands lifted your leg, the underside of your knee resting into the crook of his arm as he pounded harder into you. Your panties were being stretched and you knew they were tore in some areas but you could care less. You wouldn’t have cared in this moment if anyone came out and wanted to record you. He made you feel so good, his hips rotating and pushing harder against yours, his balls slapping against your pussy as he slammed inside of you.

“Yoongi, fuck please harder.” You whimpered out for him, he reached a hand up roughly pulling your head back by your hair making it rest against your chest.

“You want me to go harder? Tell me whose slut are you?” He asked watching you with dark eyes.

“I’m yours!” You didn’t miss a beat while answering.

“And whose pussy is this?” He asked you again and without fail you answered.

“It’s yours Yoongi! Shit it’s all yours just please, please fuck me Yoongi please.” You were close to sobbing from how much you wanted him and he obliged. Shifting his hips, he built up speed slamming into you as hard and fast as he could angling his thrusts until he found your spot. Slamming into you once you cried out for him to press there. His name falling off your lips like a mantra. Your eyes rolled back, body becoming drenched with sweat and your makeup smeared. Yoongi loved it watching your face as you contorted it in pleasure. You tried to warn him how close you were but the tightening of your pussy and how your legs shook told him all he needed to know. Slipping his hand down he rubbed at your clit until you were trying your hardest to hold your cries of pleasure in, tears streaking down your face and body writhing against the wall you came hard for him, your orgasm sweeping through you like a tidal wave. Your wetness continuing to trickle down your parted thighs as he fucked it out of you. Yoongi groaned burying his face in your neck, slamming deep into you until he was ready to cum.

“Can I?” He asked and you nodded your head okaying him to cum inside of you. He bit onto your shoulder with a soft growl as his own orgasm rocked through his body shooting thick ropes of his white cum into your pussy. You took deep breaths taking it in letting some of it spill out of you. Yoongi held you close until you both were calmed down.

He pulled out of you a few minutes later hearing voices start to swarm around you he knew that soon for the most part everyone would be going home. He was used to this after all. Helping you get dressed Yoongi turned you around leaning close to press one last kiss against your lips slipping away with a teasing wink. You stare at him watching him slip back into the club to possibly pick up another victim and how you wished in that moment that he would just stay with you. Sighing you pushed from the wall hauling a cab and going home, the ride was short, it seemed shorter than what it usually did. Your hands fidgeting with your phone wallet and your keys. Once you were at the house you paid the fare to the cab and got out, walking towards your car, you got into the driver seat changing from your clubbing dress to a more formal one. You combed your hair and removed your makeup with makeup wipes. Smiling widely at your reflection you pulled your ring from the cup holder and walked towards your home, going to take a shower.

A few hours later strong arms wrapped around you from behind causing you to roll over and stare up into your fiance’s eyes. He nuzzled his nose with yours and you gave into him, holding onto him as if you hadn’t wiped away every ounce of trust between the two of you, falling asleep and trying to shake your mind of the handsome stranger you pulled your lover closer to you blacking out for the night.

Cheap Thrills - Suho X Reader

Originally posted by parkchny

Synopsis: You decide against your better judgement to face your fears, resulting in a panic attack, to which Junmyeon comes to your aid 

Genre: Flufffffffffff~

Word Count: 2,145

Warnings: Mentions of panic and anxiety attacks, Junmyeon’s cuteness

Part 2



It’s just a ride, (y/n), it’s just a ride.

You knew you wouldn’t be able calm yourself down, but you’d be damned if you let your conscience resign yourself to the crippling anxiety attack that was due to unfold in a matter of minutes.

The line moved forward like drones mindlessly moving along an assembly line to their own demise. At this point you didn’t even know why you decided to join your college classmates for this excursion.

“Come on, (y/n)!” Your roommate, Hyejin, aggressively hooked her arm around your elbow and gave you a genuinely enthusiastic grin.

“It won’t be so bad, plus we’ve got these manly men beside us if you get too scared.” she gave you a sly wink.

Actually, you did know why you agreed to come with your roommate on this double date. There were more than a few factors that made you uncomfortable with the idea, but you felt obligated to pay back your roommate for the number of times she’d put up with your familial stress and frequent anxiety attacks. In all aspects, she was the perfect friend: always bought you your favorite type of chocolate on the weekends, shot you full of caffeine when you pulled your frequent all-nighters, even binged all of your favorite TV shows with you. She had always put you before any commitments she made with a guy, so when she begged you to come to the mainstream amusement park located an hours drive from the campus with her new boyfriend, Baekhyun, you decided to put off your studious activities for once.

For her. It’s all for her.

You gave a weak smile back at Hyejin.

As it was a double date, Hyejin’s boyfriend had his roommate tag along.

Kim Junmyeon…

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We have to be better than them, Laura.

(New X-Men #34, Childhood’s End Vol. 4, “Mercury Falling”)

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Pink Sith Hux AU

I don’t remember how but this came to be from conversations with @obsessions-and-dreams (like almost everything kylux related I’m doing these days tbh) and… here he is! in tight suit and fancy pink highlights.

because i played too much devil may cry and bayonetta I imagine him being very fast, flexible, SSStylish and a tease. he meets Kylo while the other chases him on Coruscant’s rooftops and first they beat the crap out of each other and then go for a drink. And perhaps something more.

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1. Hi, I had a really busy day and now it’s time to crash. 

2. I have finally mastered the art of the kawaii face :3

Wearing

ASOS skort   //  Old Topshop blouse  //  Vila jumper  // Ancient Tabio tights from 5 winters ago which are still going strong, wonder of wonders  //  Hologram monk shoes bequeathed, again, by Marie ❤