to make his jaw drop


Liam Dunbar x Reader

Requested by @alphanerd5sos

Warnings: Sexual content, smut, nsfw.
Word count: 2 134

Request: Can you a write a Liam Dunbar smut where the reader and him are bffs and she asks him what to do when you have sex and they kinda have feelings after they do it??

A/N: With the combination of the one Anon asking for ‘First time with Liam’.

You looked back and forth between your books and Liam, who was sitting at his desk, writing down information you needed for your presentation next week in history class. He was shuffling his feet under the chair in the same rhythm he tapped the tip of his pen against his textbook.

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Two People (NSFW)

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Song Inspo: Inside My Love by Delilah

Warnings: Smut

A/N: I know when other people write song requests they put the lyrics in but that’s just not my style so I just did a fic inspired by the song so I linked the song on youtube for you guys so if you want you can listen to it while you read. Hope you enjoy.

He ran through the front door as soon as he got home, throwing his bags to the floor. He found you in bed reading, still awake. Without a word he climbed on the bed on top of you. He pulled the book from your hand and carelessly tossed it to the side. Bucky grabbed the back of your head and pulled you in for a kiss.

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Request: hiiii can i get a prompt 19 with kihyun :) :) :) pretty please

19) You and your bias are rival idols forced to work with each other on a collaboration

Member: Monsta X’s Kihyun x Y/N

Type: some angst, some fluff, some romance. (warning: inappropriate language/references)

You fidgeted in the back of the SUV that was seemingly swallowing you whole. You weren’t sure if you were angry, frustrated, sad, or nervous. More than likely, it was an anxiety inducing in-between, but you tried to swallow your insecurities. Heart burn and acid in your esophagus were a physical manifestation of the nerves, mixing with your heart repeatedly plummeting to your feet and back to your chest again. 

Your manager had informed you just over a week ago that you had landed an OST for one of the most talked up dramas of the year. You would be performing a duet, but the other artist hadn’t yet been selected. You were notably excited, realizing what a big opportunity this would be for your career.  Only a few days later, you were called to your manager’s office. Told to shut the door, you were already aware of the heavy tone weighing down the air. She had informed you that you would be working with someone you had detested since shortly after your debut.

Yoo Kihyun of Monsta X. 

You weren’t exactly sure when or how you became rivals. Your relationship had developed simply enough, strictly work with the occasional conversation exchanged. This had all seemed to become altered once you had both been special MC’s for Music Bank during your last comeback cycles. Both of your groups had been up for a win that week, which caused an unnecessary awkwardness between the two of you. After your group had won, once again snatching away Monsta X’s first win (although they would move forward to win the next week) your relationship had changed. 

From that point on, every time you had run into Monsta X, Kihyun had something sarcastic or rude to say. You grew to dread running into the group, which wasn’t fair to yourself or the other men of Monsta. Hearing that you would have to spend hours, if not days with him, set your nerves on edge. 

You tried to shake the thoughts from your head as you felt a light squeeze on your knee. Looking up, you met the sad smile of your manager who gave a polite nod toward the door. You hesitantly grasped the handle and gave it a gentle push, exposing you to the morning sunlight you weren’t prepared for. 

Then again, you weren’t prepared for a lot of things. 

You looked up to the Starship Entertainment building, wincing at the immensity of it. You weren’t sure how your manager had negotiated, if she had at all, but you had agreed it would be best if you used a Starship studio for the project. You glanced over your shoulder to get another supportive nod from your manager as you shuffled toward the heavy glass doors that provided entry into the building. 

After checking in with the receptionist, you and your manager were led down hall after hall. It felt like hours as you trailed behind the woman, her short and thin frame darting from one direction to the next. Eventually you reached another set of glass doors with several people on the opposite side. She pulled them open, struggling with the weight as she waved you inside. 

“Hello,” your manager chimed, bowing to everyone in the room. You followed suit, keeping your eyes low. 

“I’m unsure if everyone has met,” one of the Starship managers nodded. “But this is Kihyu-”

“We’ve met,” Kihyun sighed shortly. Your face immediately darted up as you made eye contact with the cold man. His appearance had changed since the last time you had seen him, but then again, so had yours. His hair had gone from a bubblegum pink to a dark brown. He wore a beanie, keeping his hair pushed back from his face. He wasn’t wearing any makeup, but he didn’t have anything to cover up anyhow. He was brutally handsome, which made the situation so much worse. “No need for the pleasantries.”

“Ah, Kihyun, should we treat our guests this way?” his manager laughed nervously, casting a wary side eye to one of the producers set up at the mixing board. 

“Let’s just get to work,” Kihyun grumbled, launching himself from the couch he was lounging on. He leaned back, grabbing a piece of paper he had been looking over, and crumpled it a bit. He looked back to you, pushing the now crushed paper into your hands. “The lyrics.”

He sauntered past you and into the sound booth and placed a pair of headphones over his ears. Your mouth popped open, shocked by his open act of hostility. 

“I don’t know what’s gotten into him,” his manager gasped, rubbing at his temples. “I’m so sorry.”

You slowly shut your mouth, taking in a deep breath through your nose to calm yourself. “Don’t be.”

“Alright, let’s take a break!” the composer called over the studio mic, replacing the track with his voice in the sound booth. Kihyun cocked his eyebrows as he looked up from his paper and to you. 

“Didn’t we just take a break?” he asked uncertainly. 

“Yeah, we need to have a talk,” Kihyun’s manager responded, waving you both in. You looked warily to Kihyun as you hopped from your stool and past him. 

“Yah, watch it,” he grumbled as you bumped into his knee. 

“Look, this is literally a four by four glass box,” you hissed, turning to give him a death glare. His eyes grew wide at your tone. This had been the first time you had spoken to him since you had arrived to Starship. “If you don’t want to get bumped into, take more of an effort to make yourself smaller. Oh wait…you’ve already done that, haven’t you?”

His jaw dropped as he openly stared at you, unblinking. You tried to not smile at your small victory, making sure to back into him and bump his leg again as you exited the booth.

“What’s up?” you sighed, plopping onto the couch beside your manager. She pursed her lips and wrinkled her nose, a sign you had become familiar with. This expression was usually synonymous with bad news. 

“It’s not working,” Kihyun’s manager sighed as he had entered the room. “Your chemistry…”

“It just isn’t there,” your manager finished. “While you both sing beautifully…there’s no feeling behind the words.”

“The feeling is what sells it,” Kihyun’s manager sighed. 

Kihyun was leaned against the wall on the opposite side of the room, biting repeatedly at his lip. He looked up from his shoes and to his manager. “I always sound soulful, my words are always believable.”

“Not this time,” his manager muttered, shaking his head. “You sound hollow.” 

“Hollow!” Kihyun croaked, his cheeks becoming pink with anger and embaressment. “Well what about my partner! I can only be as good as who I’m paired with!”

“There is something lacking with both of you,” your manager cooed. You lifted your brows in surprise at her words. This was the first time she had ever given you any sort of negative feedback, no matter how small it was. She placed a comforting hand on your knee, but you quickly shifted to avoid her touch. 

“Maybe you two should have a conversation, just the two of you,” Kihyun’s manager said slowly. ‘It seems as if a heaviness has been filling up the room since you have gotten together.”

Kihyun rolled his eyes as he pushed off from the wall and pulled open the door. He sighed as he looked at you, his expression asking if you were coming along. 

You sucked at your back teeth, wincing as you stood. You didn’t even care about the OST anymore, you just wanted to be out of this uncomfortable situation. 

“You need to get your shit together,” Kihyun hissed, almost as soon as you stepped into the hallway. You could hardly believe his words. You looked down, realizing his muscular fingers were wrapped around your arm. You shook him off, recoiling from his touch and shot him the dirtiest look you could muster. 

“Don’t touch me,” you spat. “I need to get my shit together? At least I’m not accosting my singing partner in the hallway.”

“Oh, for fuck’s sake, accosting?” Kihyun groaned. “I was hoping to shake some sense into you.” 

“I’m not one to let the villain win,” you whispered. “But I can’t do this anymore. I quit.” 

You began to enter the studio again, only to have Kihyun grip you by the shoulder and spin you around. He tugged you a bit further down the hall, causing you to drag your feet in an attempt to halt him. 

“What in the hell Kihyun?” you gasped as he finally stopped, looking around to see the area he had pulled you to wasn’t as well lit and only led to an emergency exit. 

He turned, placing either of his hands on the opposite side of the wall beside your face. He pushed his body entirely too close to yours, the heat of his emotion radiating toward you. He used his arms as a cage in which you were incapable of escaping. Your breathing grew more shallow at his close proximity, unknowingly allowing him to search your face with scrutiny. 

“I’ll scream,” you whispered, your eyes not backing down from his. 

“Do it,” Kihyun hissed back, his words a challenge. You opened your lips for a moment, considering the idea, but promptly closed them, knowing full well you couldn’t get him into that sort of trouble. 

“Why am I the villain? And who even calls people villains anymore?” he continued. You looked out of your peripherals at his hands encasing you, flat against the wall. His chest was flush against yours, a constant reminder of his existence and absurdity of the situation. 

“Who has who pinned to the wall?” you mumbled. “But you’re the one who seems to have a problem with me, Yoo Kihyun. It’s not the other way around.”

“Why in the hell would I have a problem with you?” Kihyun spit. “You’re the one making this whole situation awkward.”

“What kind of skewed universe are you living in?” you laughed bitterly. “You’ve treated me as if I was a piece of gum stuck to the bottom of your shoe ever since my group won at Music Bank.”

“You think that’s what this is about?” Kihyun gaped. “A stupid award show?”

“Then what is it about? Enlighten me!” you gasped. 

Kihyun nodded for a moment, his eyes focusing on your lips before he looked back up to you. “Have you ever heard…that some men show their emotions like children sometimes? That they will bully women they have feelings for?…I think…I think I can show you better than I can explain it to you.”

“This isn’t a drama, Kihyun,” you grumbled. “I don’t t know if this OST has you in your feelings, but-”

Your words were abruptly cut off as Kihyun pressed his lips into yours. The kiss was hesitant at first, soft with uncertainty. Surely Kihyun had some idea that you could possibly rear back and smack the smugness from his face, but you were unsure if you wanted to do that. Your vision had begun to blur in the few moments before you finally decided to close your eyes and kiss back. 

Kihyun took this as a signal to remove his hands from the wall and let them rest lightly on your waist. You lifted your own fingers to curl around the back of his neck and play with the hair at his nape. With his tongue, Kihyun parted your lips, using his force to tilt your head back and explore even further. You relaxed into the kiss, getting over the initial shock and allowed him to do what he wanted. All of the angst and anxiety from the day melted away and into the kiss. Nothing about today had felt more right than this moment. Kihyun pulled you closer, stroking your back through the thin cotton of your t-shirt. Surely, this would give you inspiration for your song.

“Kihyun! Y/N! Where did you go?” the deep voice belonging to Kihyun’s manager called down the hallway.

Kihyun’s lips detached from yours, taking a small moment to smile at you. “We’re coming…

…well, not yet. I’ll have you doing that tonight actually.”

Originally posted by klhyunnie

Celibacy (Brett Talbot Imagine)

Brett Talbot x Reader

Warnings: Sexual content, dirty talk, masturbation, NSFW.

Summary: Brett’s neglecting you sex because his Lacrosse coach told the team it would affect their results on the field, and you decide to take the ‘problem’ into your own hands.


“Please Y/N, get off me.” Brett grunted when you once again tried to straddle his lap in the sofa. Pulling you down beside him and shoved a pillow to cover your almost naked body.

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“How’s  the saying go?”  ~Naughty November~

Prompt: Reader is shy, quiet, thick, Roman and Dean take an interest.

Pairing: Dean x Reader x Roman

Word Count: 750


TAGGED: @crysxtal @dunbarkiss @kirsty-lou666 @emo-chick-59-stuff@xxshewollfxx @horror-movies-and-disney@kittencutie245@thejulietfarciertlove @jwowwluv @jkjk-h @migirl323

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Baby Liam| Scott McCall x Reader x Liam Dunbar

Part 1| Series

Requested: Yes

Pairings: Scott McCall x Reader

Prompt: Liam and the reader have a mother/son bond, ironically, Liam turns into a two year old and Y/N tries finding out with the help of the pack how to turn him back to his normal self, or his normal age. 

Warnings: Nothing yet, my loves…

Originally posted by iaindcastecker

You rolled over coughing up some blood, “Is that the best you got, Hale?” You challenged, getting up and wiping off some blood with the back of your hand. You smirked as he raised his eyebrows, welcoming the challenge. He sped to you, grabbing your throat into his hands and lifting you up, the both of you too focused in the training to notice that the rest of the pack had already made their way in.

 With a growl, Liam and Scott went over to help you. Liam attacking Derek, as Scott made sure you were okay. You swatted his hands away and ran to Liam and Derek where you jumped on Liam’s back and covered his eyes. Sometimes you acted without thinking, must be a sign that you’ve been hanging out with Scott and Stiles too much. 

 “It’s ok Liam, we were just sparring. I’m fine.” You whispered hoping the smallest beta would calm down. “You should’ve just told them about our sessions.” Derek mumbled rubbing his throat and glaring at everyone making you sigh, “They wouldn’t have let me, they think I could get hurt, which is why I should learn to defend myself.” You said rolling your eyes. “You know, we’re right here.” Stiles sarcastic remark brought you back to reality as he flared his hands around looking at you in disbelief. You scoffed, “Let’s just get this meeting over with.”


 You made your way back home with Scott, and immediately ran to the bed, taking up all the space. “You’re taking up all the space baby.” Scott chuckled, moving you a little to crawl into bed with you and cuddle you. You mumbled some incoherent stuff under your breath making Scott sigh, “Can we please talk about what happened today?” You groaned and sat up abruptly, “You can either support my decision or watch in the sidelines, which one is it?” “Is there another option?” He questioned smiling but stopped once he saw your glowing eyes, “Oh…wow, ok. I choose the first one.” He said stumbling over his words. 


 Morning came around and you were getting ready when you heard a knock followed by Scott letting the person in. “Babe, Liam’s here.” Scott yelled and you rushed down the stairs. “My little baby.” You cheered rushing over to Liam and pinched his cheeks, making him blush and swat your hands away. “Y/N can we please go, I want to be early to get the new video game as soon as possible. I promised Mason you allowed us to play here since you have a better screen…” He stopped midway realizing he never asked you, “Shit, I forgot, uhm…Y/N, can we please play the game here?” He begged stretching out the ‘e’ and giving you the cutest puppy dog eyes. You aw'ed out loud, making Scott turn to you in disbelief, “You’re not really falling for that are you, Y/N?” Scott scoffed. You smirked at Liam, both of you turning and giving your best puppy eyes as he slowly gave in, “Unbelievable.” He muttered walking away.

 The both of you cheered and high fived each other. “Give me a second, I have to go get some cash!” You yelled running off. Liam sat in the coach, digging into sides as a habit. He furrowed his eyebrows, slowly pulling out his hands and revealing a small compact. He opened it and saw little candies, he didn’t think twice before plopping two into his mouth. He got up and waited for you at the door.


 “DON’T YOU DARE LET ME DIE MASON!” Liam yelled as he glared at his friend, making Mason jump and push furiously at the buttons on his control. “OK, NOW WHAT?!” Mason screamed making you chuckle, and Liam follow up with, “Now…, WE FIGHT!” He yelled, making Mason join in. They have been playing the new video game you bought Liam, much to his distaste of you spending money on him, but you couldn’t help it, you just wanted to grab him and hug him all the time, like a baby. “If I hear one more scream, I’m snapping their thumbs.” Scott threatened. “And if you don’t let them have fun, you’re not getting it tonight.” You threatened him, making his jaw drop.


 “Thanks for everything Y/N, you’re the best.” Liam smiled hugging you. Scott glared at him from behind you, making the message clear to his beta, ‘Stop clinging onto my girl and leave.’ He let go and you hugged Mason, him thanking you and Scott for the hospitality. You waved them off, only getting the chance to close the door before you were pinned to it. Scott kissing and sucking your neck, you moaning and him purring at the sound. “I need to take the pill, meet me upstairs.” You moaned out before rushing to the kitchen. You looked for them and came up empty handed before remembering that last time, Scott couldn’t make it upstairs to the bedroom, and ran to the coach where you found it. You opened it but was shocked to see that a couple were missing. You grimaced at the thought of going upstairs to find a horny wolf and explaining that he wasn’t getting lucky tonight. All while you struggled with controlling a horny alpha, Mason couldn’t believe that his friend just turned into a two year old.


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Originally posted by lilbetapupliam


for  @elias21babybull as part of the #BabyBullFest. 


Elias loses his virginity in the back of a car that smells like pencil shavings and fresh rain to a boy with chocolate curls and a cherry blossom mouth.

Elias meets Adam for the first time at the library, and immediately puts his foot in his mouth.

“I’m only waiting for my brother, I’ve read most of the books in here already,” Elias insists to the boy, the strange teenager dressed in a pale pink sweater with a pretty white bow on the collar. Elias thinks he’s doing the boy a favor at first, because no one must speak to the boy very often. He dresses very strange and looks more like a girl than a boy. Elias is doing the boy a favor, yes.

But the boy just blinks up at him with long, curling lashes that flutter without him even trying, and Elias thinks he must have a lot of friends, he’s so pretty. “Are you Gabriel’s older brother?” His voice is high and sweet, like liquorice candy and melted caramel. “The one who fought Sven Irlin in the courtyard last week?”

Elias’s chest puffs out, ready to set the record straight. “He hit me first, he’s a horrible boy. I won easily, even though he had three friends. No, it was five. No, ten! I beat them all!”

“Well, Gabriel certainly is lucky,” says the boy. “He must be very proud to have a strong brother like you.” Those lashes swoop down, shy and sweet, and Elias would’ve been flattered had he not seen the boy’s smile.

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Imagine: Tyler Seguin - Hickey Prank

Requested: Yes | No

Smut: Yes | No

Word Count: 1,618

A/N: I wrote another version of this on my other account, except it was a Kol Mikaelson imagine, and I really wanted to do it again, but with Tyler, so here it is! I was thinking I could do a part two for this maybe? If you guys want it inbox me!

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A Favor Part 6

Characters: eventual Reader x Sam

Words: 1436

Summary: Sam and Dean get back from the hunt, and Sam talks to Crowley about something specific.

Read Part 1 here, Part 2 here, Part 3 here, Part 4 here, and Part 5 here.

Here we go…just remember I love you all! Enjoy!

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He Overheard

Originally posted by deeepsleep

Prompt: “could you please do a Bones/Reader where it’s like, one night you drunkenly confessed to Jim that you have a sort of ‘doctor kink’ (or he finds out somehow about it) so whenever Bones is near you, Jim is all smirk-y and giggly, but Bones just usually passes it off 'cause it’s just Jim, but eventually Jim can’t hold his tongue and he tells Bones and he gets all blushy 'cause he likes you, so Jim cooks up a plan for you two to get together? haha sorry it’s long but I looove your writing so much xx”

Pairing: Bones x reader

Warnings: language

Words: 2096

A/N: Sorry this is a little late, y’all. Moving has been really stressful and it’s eaten a lot of my time lately. Thank God for my tireless Beta, who puts up with me incessantly asking questions and sending her things late, as well as yelling at me when things aren’t quite up to par. <3  

Ladies night. It had taken so long to actually get everyone together, but finally, you and Uhura had managed to wrangle a few other women from the bridge, the medbay, and engineering to have a night of fun when the ship was docked. Christine Chapel from down in medbay had gone on a supply run, while you and Uhura prepared your living space for several more occupants than it should have. You’d decided that keeping it on ship would be easier, as you’d have fewer unwelcome guests at your shindig.

“That should just about do it!” Uhura says, tossing another pillow in the corner to complete the last seat around your low table.

“Finally, now we just need Christine to get back with the…” You’re cut off by the door opening, and Christine appears in the doorway, arms full of bottles.

“A little help?” She gestures her head towards one of the bottles that’s about to fall. You rush to her, snagging it before it can drop and you take a few other bottles out of her arms. Grinning, you set the bottles and glasses up, chatting with Christine and Uhura until the other women arrive.

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Requested by anon <3
Prompt:  Hey there~! I was wondering if maybe you’d do an 11 x reader where she has a tattoo of his real name on her wrist (you know the whole soulmate tattoo au?) If not that’s ok too c:
A/N: wtf i didnt know about this au?????its so cute/???help????


The typical British day – cloudy, gloomy and cold – peaked with bright sunlight and your heart spurred in your chest when you opened the back door. He  grabbed your hand with an excited grin, without even a greeting, his long strides proving hard to keep up as with a giggle a tired ‘Doctor!’ escaped your lips as you eagerly followed him out of your home and to the TARDIS standing in your yard. The time machine wheezed, behind the tinted glass colorful lights shone out and reached your face. He fiddled with his keys in his spare hand, sending you a glance – his eyes shone with stars as he took in an excited inhale of cold air.

“I-I…You will not believe what I found, (Name)!” The eagerness in his voice drove him to quickly open the TARDIS’s door and fumbling a few times he finally got the key in. It was a matter of luck, good or bad you didn’t exactly realize at the moment, but when his eyes landed on the hand he was so tightly grasping the smile dimmed on his face, lines of worry knitting his brows together. A single glance was enough to make your heart drop. He flipped your wrist up and his jaw tensed. On your soft skin was an imprint of his name, a tattoo one got when fallen in love.

You inhaled sharply, your cheeks set ablaze as even the tips of your ears started to sting and you glanced away – the pad of his rough finger glossed over the tattoo, carefully examining it as if it was a delicate work of art.

“…When?” The Doctor asked quietly.

“When, uhm, when you took me to see the Andromeda Galaxy.” You replied lamely, hoping it was a sufficient answer. What you didn’t expect was to see a shadow of a joyous grin pull on his cheeks, his tender eyes locking yours in place. For a heart stopping moment you watched, out of breath as in his green iris shimmer mischief. The Doctor’s expression turned pleased as if he was flattered. In a moment of conflict he tried to convey something, something that would not leave his lips. Recoiling, he nodded.

“Well then…” He suddenly broke the silence, “Perhaps I shall show you mine as well…But later!” He was suddenly back to his old self, jittery and hyper, “Now! Space! Space awaits us, dear (Name), we have no time to waste!”

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Her (Yoongi x Reader)

- pt 1 -

summary: you love him, but he loves your best friend

genre: angst

length: 1,833 words

a/n: i got sad again so here’s another angst.


You and your best friend were close to BTS because your best friend was childhood friends with Namjoon. They grew up together in the same town and only just a year ago did they reconcile with each other. You could tell that she was still in love with him as much as she was when they were just children.

She had a lot of similarities with Namjoon. She loved music, especially hip hop. Her personality was bright and bubbly, and she also had that ‘leader vibe’ about her. She was also a great dancer.

Unlike you. You were quiet and more reserved. You usually kept things to yourself, and you weren’t too big on hip hop (like knowing every song and album of Ty Dolla Sign like she did). She pulled people in; she was charismatic and funny. Everybody loved her.

When you and her first met BTS, you noticed the way she pulled all of the boys in. She made them laugh, and she made them very interested in her. You weren’t jealous. You already knew that she’d be more interesting than you, and you were used to that. She was your best friend, too, so getting jealous was not good.

Yoongi, who you noticed was pretty quiet, didn’t take much notice in her. In fact, he was the most distant one out of the seven boys. With that, you grew curious over the boy and wondered why he was as quiet as you.

You had no guts to approach though, since you were shy around boys, especially attractive ones.

As you and your best friend hung out with BTS more, you slowly grew more comfortable with them. Yoongi remained distant as ever, as you’ve noticed, and you’ve come to find that being reserved was a common thing for the both of you. So you started to develop feelings for him.

You noticed how cold he acted to the other members. But you also noticed all of the things that he did for his members. When Taehyung fell asleep on the floor, Yoongi put a pillow underneath his head and a blanket on top of him. When there was only one last piece of chicken left, he would always give it to Jin because he knew how much Jin loved food. He would always buy Jungkook some lamb skewers whenever he had the chance, and he would give Jimin and Hoseok some advice whenever they needed help.

And most importantly to you, whenever you said something, he would always pay attention to you and show that he was listening.

You had approached him soon, and the two of you actually had a nice conversation. You could feel yourself slowly falling deeper and deeper into him. You were getting attached, and you felt that he actually liked you back.

Until one day, he got into a bad mood. None of the members knew how to deal with him when he was angry because they usually never saw him angry. When you tried to talk to him, he pushed you away and told you to leave him alone. It hurt, nonetheless, but what hurt more was what happened after.

Your best friend went to talk to him in their studio. You were just outside of the door, waiting for any news. You heard him yelling and you heard her calm voice. You knew that she was better at talking than you were, so you had no doubt that she would be able to help him with his problems.

The door was made with semitransparent glass, so you could barely make out figures through the door.

All of the sudden, the shouting stopped, and you noticed a larger body leaning against a smaller body. Yoongi was resting his head on her shoulder, his shoulders shaking from anger or pain. You felt your heart stop for a moment. You didn’t know what to feel at that moment. They just stood there for a moment as your best friend comforted your crush.

They had a long conversation with each after they parted. You couldn’t make out a single word they were saying, but soon, you heard laughing. She had actually cheered him up.

Something that you weren’t able to do.

They went out to a cafe the next day. You were walking down the street and you saw them sitting across from each other through the window. Yoongi was laughing and smiling at what your best friend said as she excitedly told her story. That day, you felt something within you that you had never felt before.


Another day, you and Yoongi were playing video games with each other.

“Hey,” he suddenly asked as he pressed his buttons on his controller, “I have something to ask you, but you can’t take this the wrong way, okay?”

“What is it?” You said, eyes on the TV screen.

“What kind of gift do you think (bf/n) would like?”

You stopped pressing the buttons of your controller, the character on your screen froze in place.

“Don’t get the wrong idea,” he repeated again, “She just helped with my problem the other day and made me realize some important stuff, so I just wanted to thank her.”

“Oh, okay,” you said, thinking that it was okay with his explanation and started playing the video game again, “I think the other day, she said she needed some headphones with a good bass. I don’t know what that means, but it had something to do with her hip hop.”

“She likes hip hop?” He asked, sounding pleasantly surprised.

“Yeah, she’s always been into it once Namjoon-oppa had started getting into it, which was pretty young she told me.”

“Ah, I see,” he said. “What about you? Do you like hip hop?”

“I listen to it sometimes, but I don’t know much about it,” you said, not thinking too much about your words.

“Hm, okay.”

You two drifted into a silence as the both of you played the video game. Then he asked a question that made your heart drop.

“Does she have a boyfriend?”

You turned to look at him as he stared at the tv screen with a stoic expression on his face. Yet you knew, you could see it and feel it that he was anxious about hearing your answer.

You wanted to lie and say yes, but that would have gotten you into a lot of trouble. You wanted to say that she liked Namjoon, but you made a promise to her that you would never tell a soul about her secret.

“No, she doesn’t,” you said quietly as your chest started to ache in an unfamiliar pain.

He didn’t reply to that, but you could see his small smile from the corner of your eye.


Another day, you saw Yoongi, Namjoon, Taehyung, and (bf/n) hanging out. You decided to join them when your best friend called you over. You sat down on the couch next to Taehyung. Yoongi was sat on the floor in front of you, listening intently to Namjoon speaking beside him. You watched as your best friend laughed at Namjoon, how she leaned against him and the way he looked at her endearingly.

You also watched the way Yoongi glanced at her shoulders that touched Namjoon’s, his stoic expression and clenched fist and jaw making your mood drop lower and lower.

Taehyung was just laughing along, having a good time, but also looking between you and Yoongi and wondering in the back of his head why the two of you weren’t laughing.

Despite that feeling that you had, you felt happier that your best friend and Namjoon were getting closer. She deserved to be with someone who made her happy, and you knew that Namjoon was a good pick for her.


Namjoon came to you quickly and asked about the things she liked. You happily obliged and helped him with his confession that he was planning on making.

Once he confessed to her, she immediately said yes to being his girlfriend, and you congratulated the new couple.

Yoongi, on the other hand, was quiet. He held a present in his hands. You knew that they were new headphones that you talked about the other day. You didn’t want to think about the possibility that Yoongi was also going to confess to your best friend that day.


You then found yourself falling deeper in love with him. You loved his laziness, his occassional corny jokes, his satirical humor, his relaxed personality. You loved the days you spent with him, where you two often sat in a comfortable silence, taking a nap on the floor because both of you had been really exhausted from that day. You loved the days you would sit in the studio and watch him work while you did your own work on your laptop. When you fell asleep on the uncomfortable couch because he was still working until 1am, he would place a blanket over you and then bring you some hot tea. He would gently wake you up later and then carry you back to the dorm until you got embarrassed and told him to put you down. Then, the two of you would rest comfortably in bed, in separate rooms of course.

But you hated the days when all he would do was stare at your best friend. When you two hung out with each other, and she would walk in, his eyes would immediately be on her, constantly glancing at her. He never noticed you staring at him in pain. It hurt when someone that you loved was in love with someone else, especially if that someone else was your own best friend.

Eventually, your best friend found out about your feelings for Yoongi. You told her that you didn’t have a chance because he liked her. She didn’t believe you at all and told you that she hadn’t looked at anyone but Namjoon.

As much as you begged her not to, she went to Yoongi to ask him who he liked. She wanted to prove to you that he liked you, and not her. You listened to them through the door.

“Yoongi, can I ask you something?” Your best friend asked and you felt your heart race in nervousness.

“What is it?” He sounded very interested, it was a completely different tone than what he used when he talked to you. You already knew how this was going to end.

“Who do you like?” She asked bluntly.


“Who do you like?” She repeated. “Someone told me you liked me, but I just want to make sure if it’s true or not. Please tell the truth.”

There was a long pause and your heart beat louder and louder in anticipation. You knew what the answer was going to be. You knew, but when he said it, you still felt tears run down your cheeks and your chest felt like it was being torn apart.

“I like you.”

Zelda’s Log #2: Teammates

A/N: It’s update time! I’ll upload the other entry tomorrow - bless this XL weekend. Enjoy lovelies!


The morning of their departure to Zora’s Domain, Zelda fidgeted with the contents of the crates and boxes under the stairs, as she was already accustomed. One particular item caught her attention, for she had not seen it before.

‘Link, care to explain how did you obtain… this?’, she asked, raising the chestplate of the Zora armor. 'Please don’t tell me you got it from a tomb or something like that’.

‘No, I actually received it as a gift from King Dorephan’, he clarified, seeing Zelda’s disapproving look turn into a surprised one. ‘Mipha had made it for me’.

Zelda remained in silence for a moment, visibly surprised.

‘Do you know what that means?’


So the rumors were true, then’, Zelda thought, putting back the chestplate on its container, appreciating all the details so lovingly put with a bittersweet smile.

She went back to her preparations in silence.

6.23 a.m. My heart feels heavy. Mipha, wherever you are: I am deeply sorry. I’ll have to live with this guilt for the rest of my life. I can only promise you this: I’ll take care of Link as much as you would have. I hope I can atone for failing you this way, even if it is a little.

‘How much about Mipha do you remember?’, Zelda inquired Link while on the road.

'Almost as much as I remember you’, he started, 'I started recovering my memories about her since I arrived here looking for Vah Ruta. Some of my childhood memories of her are fuzzy though’.

'I’m so glad you do’, she assured him, smiling softly, 'I honestly thought in the beginning your memory was full of gaps,but you proved me wrong’ - she took a deep breath - 'She was the kindest person I have ever known, always trying to make all of us get along’, Zelda affirmed, gazing into the the blueish hues and intricate shapes of the nearing Domain, which shone like an opal under the starlight.

'That’s true’, he reaffirmed with a sigh.

’She gave me good advice on how to deal with you and your dashing personality back then’, she remembered.

Dashing’, Link snorted, a bit mortified by the adjective. 'As far as I can recall, I was as charming as a brick’.

You were quite the opposite, but charming nonetheless, she said to herself, avoiding imagining a brick with Link’s clothes.

After a horseback ride and some walking, they arrived quite late at night. Zelda admired the late Champion’s sculpture at  the before checking in at the Inn to get some rest.

12.45 a.m. After a long journey, we finally arrived in Zora’s Domain. Seeing how lovingly Mipha is remembered here is moving. The sculpture they made of her reflects perfectly the balance between her tenderness as a person and her fierceness as a Champion of Hyrule. Tomorrow we shall meet the King, to inform him of the current state of Vah Ruta, and see if I can do anything to make it properly function again.

Both woke up early, Zelda feeling not so rested.

'That water bed was weird’, she commented, rubbing her neck, 'I’m not so sure if I feel energized’.

She looked at Link, almost glowing. Part of her lack of sleep was due to him giggling in his sleep.

Maybe we should stay another night in here and study the side effects of sleep in these beds’, she considered deep in thought, eyes squinting at her partner, oblivious to her research ideas. ‘Maybe it can be a good idea to try them again… for science’.

Her devisings were interrupted by a very tall, muscular, red skinned Zora, wearing royal regalia and a toothy grin, striding into the Inn.

'Link! My dearest friend!’, he greeted the short blond man with a vigorous handshake, making him wiggle like a Korok leaf, ‘what brings you here​?!’

‘H-hell-o, S-Sid-don!’, Link shakily greeted back the Zora Prince.

‘Sidon?!’, Zelda almost yelled in astonishment and surprise, barely recognizing who was in front of her, ‘Is that you?!’

He turned to face the petite blonde, his jaw almost dropping.

‘Your Grace’, he gasped, then making a small curtsy and smiling widely, ‘It is I indeed’.

‘You were just a toddler when I last saw you!’, she exclaimed, all giddy, ‘And look at you now!’

'A hundred years don’t pass in vain, not even for us Zoras’.

A few minutes later, they arrived to the throne room to meet King Dorephan.

'Greetings, Princess of Hyrule’, the voice of the King echoed on the room, 'the news of your victory over the Calamity is spreading fast through the kingdom’.

'It is not mine’, she humbly denied, 'for it belongs to all of the people that made it possible, and that includes all of you, specially both of your offspring, and Link here’.

‘Do not rest value to your own effort’, said the King, ‘for despite your initial failure, you still succeeded’.

‘Your eldest daughter died for my failure’, I reminded him. ‘It thwarted her bright future and her happiness’.

‘And her sacrifice was not in vain’, he made it clear, ‘she always knew of the possible consequences of being a Champion at the service of the kingdom, so my dear Princess, do not let your heart still be weary’.

‘I shall try’. Zelda sighed, understanding the King’s position.

‘Changing the subject, I have been informed you have also come to investigate the Divine Beast’.

‘Certainly, Sir’, Zelda chimed, ‘I have observed Vah Ruta stopped sending activity signals some time after the defeat of the Calamity. I would like to check for any malfunction it may have, so I could contact the Sheikah scientists and make the corresponding repairs. I believe their protection is key for the security of the kingdom, now that we are free from our foe’.

‘Then go, Your highness, I trust your judgement’, King Dorephan nodded. ‘Sidon, please escort them to Vah Ruta - even if Link knows this place as the palm of his hand’.

They left the throne room, making their way to the Divine Beast immediately. Once there, Link helped Zelda and Sidon get on Vah Ruta with the help of Revali’s Gale and the paraglider. Not even the travel gate was operative.

'Link told me about the fight you both had against Ruta, you were amazing!’, Zelda commented while turning on her slate.

'I just swam! Link did all the job of appeasing the Divine Beast’.

'Seriously? ‘Just swam’?’, Link chuckled, elbowing the tall Zora playfully, 'I would have been smashed by those ice blocks if it wasn’t for you and your skills!’

'Don’t underestimate your abilities’, she noted, swiping her device over the entrance, looking for a reaction. 'You could have piloted this Divine Beast if you were a champion instead of Mipha’.

The travel gate lit up. A message appeared on Zelda’s Sheikah slate.

Authenticate new user.

'Looks like someone decided it was time for a relay’, Zelda guessed, her eyes turning to the Zora Prince. 'Mipha’s spirit is no longer residing inside the Divine Beast’.

'My sister is at peace, then’, Sidon concluded, with a calm smile. 'She had the closure she needed’.

'Certainly’, Zelda reassured him, Link nodding next to her.

'Maybe we should return, the-’, Sidon’s words interrupted by the flashing light of the travel gate. He had stepped on it.

Initializing biometric scan.

Pilot compatibility 95%.

New user authenticated.

Enter username.

The notifications popped on Zelda’s slate, to her astonishment, and in less extent, to Link’s.

The entrances to the Divine Beast opened. The group approached the guidance stone, Zelda stepping forward to put her Sheikah Slate on it.

Enter username to finish startup.

‘I should ask you first if you are willing to take your sister’s mantle as Champion of Hyrule’, she turned to him, with a serious, worrisome look, ‘and all that it entails’.

‘It would be the greatest honor to follow my sister’s steps’, the Zora Prince didn’t even think further, ‘Besides, working not only with such a pair of amazing Hylians, but also with my most treasured friend for all time here’ - he patted Link’s back, throwing the already merry Hylian out of balance - ‘to help our land recover from this ordeal - We would be teammates now!’.

‘I didn’t expect you to answer so quickly’, Zelda admitted, full of joy, 'but it makes me really happy your answer was positive’ - she made way for him to approach the guidance stone and the slate - 'You should do the honors, I guess’.

The Zora Prince typed his name on the device, full of curiosity at the device’s tactile screen. Once done, the Divine Beast lit up in a bright blue light.

Startup concluded.

Welcome, Sidon.

‘I want to take a picture of Purah’s reaction when we tell her what just happened’, Link commented, trying to contain his laugh. ‘I bet she will snap out’.

Zelda bursted into laugh, and the Hylians reaction made the Zora Prince curious.

‘Purah is a very enthusiastic Sheikah researcher, you will probably meet her soon’, Zelda explained, ‘She is quite… peculiar’.

‘I hope to do so, my dear teammates!’, Sidon exclaimed, enthused at the idea, ‘peculiar is never bad!’

9.17 p.m.  A most unexpected development has occurred: the Divine Beast, in a strange twist of fate, has a new pilot, Prince Sidon of the Zoras. In all honesty, it’s as if Mipha herself had pushed her brother on the gate, but I guess it solves the mystery of why it stopped working (it just needed a new master). Anyway, I couldn’t think of any other person more perfect for the job; he is enthusiastic and really optimist, besides a very charming Zora.

He really admires Link and appreciates their friendship - I know Link feels the same way.

Fun fact: Sidon doesn’t get Link’s lame puns.

I will inform Purah and Robbie - our next stop is Akkala - about this event, and the high possibility it might occur with the remaining Divine Beasts. We will have to find new Champions before the Divine Beasts go inactive. Link’s assistance in this matter will be critical.

10.35 p.m. I tried to conduct a study on the properties of the Zora  waterbeds, but I failed miserably. We accidentally punctured the mattress, flooding the room on the Inn. Maybe we will be able to repeat the experiment… when the innkeeper forgets about the mess I made… for science.

~When They Make You Cry During an Argument~

Jin: Immediately he’ll stop, his jaw will drop and there would be just a long moment of silence. There will be a huge pang of guilt overcome him. Then in a whisper, he will say, “I am so, so sorry, Jagi.” 

Yoongi: He has a tough outer shell. When he notices you start to cry, he’ll clench him fist and his jaw will become tight. Yoongi will feel extremely horrible about it, but he would need sometime to himself. He would storm away silently and hide himself in his office to think over everything.

Hoseok: When he see’s that you are crying, he’ll frown and admit that everything was his fault despite it not being anyone’s fault. I really think this one let’s guilt eat him up. He is going to feel bad about making you cry for the longest time.

Namjoon: I sincerely believe that Namjoon is a calm person who prefers to deal with conflicts in a logical manner. So if you both are fighting to the point you cried, something serious went on. He knows you can’t reason with someone while they are crying, so he will wait until you calm down. First, he’ll apologize, but then go on to explain that you both have to talk about the issue.

Jimin: I think he’ll get a little emotional seeing you become emotional. But he hates feeling guilt, so he may attempt to guilt trip you before fully saying, “I am sorry, Jagi, I didn’t mean to. How can I make it up to you? Please don’t be upset?”

Taehyung: I can’t see him ever being so angry and have a full fledged argument with anyone. Let alone the girl he loves. But if it ever comes to that, he will immediately feel horrible. Sort of like Hoseok.

Jungkook: He’s going to feel awkward about it. I don’t think he’ll be able to solve the issue right there with you crying. So instead, he is going to walk away and think about it before saying that he’s sorry.

Jason Todd/ Red Hood X Brazilian!Reader- Kori’s Friend

Here’s your request @mah1c !!

Warning: Swearing (I think??)

“This is starting to piss me off,” Jason started, reloading his pistols while taking cover.  “How many times do we have to save the world until it stays safe?!”

After he reloaded the gun, Jason jumped off of the roof of the building and grappled to the ground where the heroes were along with the Outlaws.  Roy was busy with Batman attempting to deal with the alien ship that was closing in on the city, and Kori was MIA.  She had said she was leaving to get a friend to help.  He didn’t even know Kori had friends that weren’t him or Roy.  

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anonymous asked:


(“Hey, have you seen the..? Oh.”)

Dan had recently ordered his biggest dildo yet online, and it just came in the mail. Dan grabbed the box, running to his room and tearing it open. He bit his lip, grabbing his lube and shutting his door firmly. He took off his pants and underwear, trembling excitedly.

He slowly stretched himself, biting his lip harshly to muffle the moans and whimpers. Then, he pushed the dildo in, making his legs shake almost violently. His jaw dropped and his eyes were rolling back. His breathing got heavy as he started to thrust the dildo, back arching. He barely heard Phil open his door. “Hey, have you seen the…? Oh.” Phil said softly.

Dan shrieked, covering himself with the blanket, dildo still in his ass. “Fuck, Phil! Learn to knock!” Dan said, breathing heavy. Phil smirked, sitting on the bed. “Dan, I’m surprised you can take that size,” he said, pulling back the blanket. Dan blushed, biting his lip as his cock twitched.

Phil started to thrust the dildo slowly, making Dan whine instinctively. Dan’s hands gripped the sheets tightly, knuckles white. Dan’s mouth dropped open, whimpering. “Phil, please!” Dan sobbed, gripping Phil’s arm. “Please, god, fuck me!”

Phil was happy to oblidge, pounding Dan’s ass hard enough to move the mattress, the dildo forgotten as they groaned and moaned.

anonymous asked:

hi, can you do one where stiles overhears you talking to lydia about how good he is and he gets really confident and takes control? thanks


Author: @sincerelystiles
Pairing: Stiles x Reader
Word Count: 841

Warning: public sex, fingering, teasing. 

A/N: This is my first smut so i apologize lololol.

You were standing by your locker with Lydia, telling her how amazing Stiles was and how well he knows your body whilst Lydia stood there with a wide mouth and eyes, listening intently– not realizing that Scott was nearby, waiting for Stiles to finish in the locker room.

“Yo, you ready?” Stiles asked Scott, but Scott silenced him by bringing his finger to his lips and shushing him. “Who are you listening to?” Stiles asks, moving closer to Scott in attempt to also hear the conversation that could potentially be a mile away. “Y/n, she’s talking to Lydia.” Scott whispers, making stiles pull a confused face.

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A Dangerous Game [Chapter 10]

Mood board by my babe @jinbumg7 who is also the one who inspired this story!!

Chapter 10 of A Dangerous Game

Ch1  Ch2  Ch3  Ch4  Ch5  Ch6  Ch7  Ch8  Ch9

Series Genre: AU/Smut/Fluff/Angst

You awoke to the feeling of the bed sinking in next to you. A hand tucked your hair behind your ear as he gently placed a kiss to your temple.

“Mmm… Good morning handsome,” you cooed, eyes still closed. You and Jaebum had shared a fantastic night together and you couldn’t wait to be wrapped back up in his warmth. It was amazing really, how open and raw you were with each other in just a few short days. It felt as if you were brought together by something greater than the both of you.

“Good morning, baby. Did you miss me?”.

The voice you heard sent an eerie chill down your spine. Your eyes shot open and there he was, sitting beside you.

“Jinyoung,” you whispered in shock.

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I hope you don’t mind my  combining these two requests because I figured that they wouldn’t be much different when writing them :)

Also I wasn’t able to make it NSFW-ish for everyone of them, I hope you like it anyway D:

Nobunaga: With a smirk on his face he would watch her expectantly.
Oho, how amusing.
However when her movements got more and more tempting in front of other men, he would frown fiercely with a blush on his face. He would tell everyone to stop staring and tell her to stop dancing, already planning her punishment.

Mitsuhide: Things like those would really get him going. He would at first be surprised, but blush soon and take in a deep breath. Interrupting her dance before she could get into it, he wouldn’t be able to hold himself back anymore. 

Yukimura: She had barely even started to move once Yukimura took her hand with a frown, pulling her along out of the room. 
Obviously he wouldn’t be patient about it, hardly sliding the door shut before kissing her passionately, his hot breath soon perceptible not only on her throat.

Nobuyuki: He would be very amused with what she was doing until seeing other men staring at her as well.
Turning to them with a polite grin, he would remind them that she was “his” and excuse himself together with her to let her continue her show for him somewhere more private. 

Saizo: Night. In his room. Dango in hand. His woman offering him a show right before his eyes. There was not much more that could bring him that much joy.
Leaning back with a smirk, he would put another dango in his mouth, munching on it while watching her.

Shingen: Watching her silently from his place on the dais at first, he would soon not be able to simply watch. Getting up and approaching her, he would run his hands all over her body while she danced, clearly not minding to give the attendants a show.

Masamune: His eyes would widen at her movements he wasn’t used to. He would be glad that they were alone, as no one could say anything about him pinning her underneath him in the next moment.
Slightly guilty for having interrupted her, he also was sure that what was to come was at least as good.

Kojuro: Loving those tranquil evenings where he could be with her in their house alone, he would watch her with a happy smile on his face.
Getting up and pulling her towards him, his lips would barely touch her ear with his whisper.
Mmn, are you trying to seduce me, my precious girl?

Shigezane: He would watch her in ecstacy, absolutely entranced. Once someone would comment on him staring so intensely at her, he would frown despite blushing. Considering that everyone knew what was going to happen anyway, he would pull her along rather sooner than later.  

Kenshin: Her dance would entertain him and he would watch her until she was too tired to continue. After that he would happily take care of her, so that she wouldn’t need to do anything. It would occur rather often that he’d ask her to dance for him again, resulting in the same everytime.

Kageie: He would smirk while watching her, taking in all of her languid movements and her curves moving to either side.
Getting back to his senses, he would let out a chuckle.
Hey, I wouldn’t have expected you to be capable of something like this…

Ieyasu: At the end of the day he wanted to be alone, not hesitating in saying so. However things would be different whenever she was doing something entertaining.
Aren’t we shameless.

Hideyoshi: He would join her without a second thought amusing everyone. However once they were alone, his voice would get as suggestive as his gaze, when approaching her and holding her waist.
Mind continuing our little dance and taking it further?

Mitsunari: Absolutely unimpressed, he would look up from his book ready to scold her and make her stop the music. However when looking up, his jaw would drop and the book would shut close with a thud, clearly not to be the only noise that night.

Toshiie: His eyes would widen at her dancing so enticingly in front of several men. With a fierce blush he would grasp her hand tightly and lead her out of the room. In their own room, freed of others’ eyes he would let her continue dancing, “if she so desperately wanted to”.