we clear our throats

  • *early morning*
  • Sherlock: *playing the violin*
  • Rosamund: *eating cereal; grimacing* Uncle Sherlock?
  • Sherlock: *concentrating* Mmm?
  • Rosamund: Are you in love?
  • Sherlock: *glances at her* Why do you ask?
  • Rosamund: *shrugs* you keep playing icky love songs and stuff.
  • Sherlock: *offended* I am not!
  • Rosamund: *raises an eyebrow* What was that called?
  • Sherlock: ...
  • Sherlock: *mutters* Ode to Joy *irritated* don't you have school?
  • Rosamund: *rolls her eyes; stands* Alright, alright, I'm going *picks up her bag; knocks on Sherlock's bedroom door* see you later, Aunt Molly.
  • Molly: *muffled* Yeah, g-goodbye, Rosie.
  • Sherlock: ...
  • Rosamund: *smug* Bye-bye, Uncle Sherlock *grins as she leaves the flat*
Play It Again (Steve x Reader)

Author’s Note: Hey guys!! So this is a part of @amarvelouswritings 700 follower celebration. I would post it later, but this upcoming week is total nuts and I don’t wan to procrastinate and forget. It’s inspired by Luke Bryan’s song Play It Again.  As always, feedback would be much appreciated. Enjoy! :)

Summary: Tony is throwing a beach bash to kick off the summer when someone catches Steve’s eye.

Other Characters: Tony, Wanda (mentioned)

Warnings: Fluff, talk about drunk/buzzed driving, almost smut

Word Count: 1,107

Originally posted by belle333black

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Modern College AU with Established Enjoltaire

People had bad days, and when Enjolras woke to a painful coughing fit that left him doubled over and gasping for breath, he knew he was in for a crap day.

Nevertheless, he had too much to do to take a sick day, so he fought against the dizziness coating his vision and got ready for class.

His phone blinked with three new texts from Grantaire, but before he could thumb through them, a call from his father came through. With a sigh, he swiped to answer.

“Hey, Da-”

“Are your grades slipping?”

Enjolras frowned. “No, why?”

“Javert emailed me and said you were slipping in his law class. I don’t give that school money for you to fuck everything up!”

Enjolras’s heart began to hammer hard against his chest, and he turned away from the phone to cough harshly into his fist. “I’m not-”

“It’s that boy, isn’t it? Grantaire? He’s a bad influence on you, Enjolras. You shouldn’t be with him.”

The counter-argument that Grantaire had some of the highest grades at the university were hot on his tongue, but Enjolras knew it was pointless. His father would never listen to him, so he only sighed in response.

“Get your shit together, or I’m cutting you off for good.”

After the harsh statement, Enjolras was met with the soft chime indicating that the call ended, but he kept the small device pressed to his ear because he suddenly couldn’t move. His father’s words echoed back at him as he struggled to get a solid breath in.

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Late Night Ride (M) - Junhoe

Originally posted by alittlepessimistic

“What do you want Kitten? All you have to do is ask for it.”

  • *not my gif*

Word Count: 1,627

Summary: It’s late at night and you’re catching the bus home, but you run into a detour when Junhoe & the rest of iKON end up on the same bus as you. 

Contains: Rough Sex, Vocal Sex, Mild Asphyxiation, Unprotected Sex (don’t do it unsafe sex is bad sex) 

  • As Suggested by:

(Kinda skipped out on the multiple orgasms because I may or may not write a part 2.) 

But why is my life such a mess?

*DO NOT READ ON IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO SEXUAL CONTENT*

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Hurtful Honesty (Part 1)

A/N: Warning - there is mention of death and it can be a really sensitive topic. Please, do not read if you will find it disturbing and uncomfortable.

Being framed for a crime is terrifying, but being forgotten as a friend is far worse. Ever since the death of Jane, Jinyoung began to affiliate with the group of friends her brother frequents with. It used to be just the three of us, but I guess it’s true that death can do us apart even in friendship.

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Hate To Love You

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: Breakups, hostility between reader and Bucky, nasty words, swearing, fighting, violence, blood, injuries 

Word Count: 1087

Summary: When you and Bucky broke up you swore you were done with that life, however when Steve rings asking for your help, telling you that there was no one else he could ask you agreed to one more mission. What could wrong? 

A/N: Feedback appreciated. 

Tagging: @turnmyheaphonesuprealloud @poemwriter98


“There isn’t anybody else?”
“Sorry y/n, Wanda’s still in Sokovia and I couldn’t get Nat back on such short notice.” 
“It’s fine, not your fault Steve,” I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose. “What time do we fly out?” 
“Zero six hundred tomorrow,” He replied, the sound of relief hanging in his voice. “Thanks for this y/n, I owe you.” 
“Yeah, yeah.”

I disconnected the call, feeling my shoulders slump as I leant back on the kitchen bench, already exhausted by the thought of tomorrow’s mission. It wasn’t so much the mission itself though, it would be nice to get back into doing what I’d trained for years to do, it would be nice seeing Steve again. However I was also one hundred percent sure that Bucky would also be assigned on the mission, hence why I had a blooming headache starting already.

It had been eight months since I’d last seen or spoken to him, eight months since we broke up in a fit of shouting, tears and thrown objects. It hadn’t been pleasant and as a result I’d walked straight out of the Avengers compound, fully intending to never ever go back. I had been determined back then to get out of that business completely, find an apartment in the city and go to a normal nine to five job like everybody else. However, once something was in your life it was hard to let it go, so I found myself doing odd freelancing jobs, sometimes even for Nick Fury if he asked.
I wasn’t at all surprised that he’d passed my new number onto Steve, telling him that I would be more than happy to help him out if he needed.

Pushing myself off the bench I moved to the kitchen cabinet, pulling down a glass and the bottle of whiskey I kept for occasions such as these. Uncapping the lid I poured two fingers into the glass, swallowing them down in only two mouthfuls, the amber liquid burning as it went down my throat. I looked up at the clock as I poured out a little more alcohol. Only seven hours to take off.

-

The sound of my boots on the tarmac seemed to magnify in the quiet morning, the fog still hanging low to the ground and the sun only barely peeking out in the horizon. I took a deep breath and watched as it misted out in front of me in the frigid morning air.

“Y/n!”
I spun around at the call of my name, my eyes landing on Steve, dressed up in his Captain America suit, the cap hanging off one of his wrists. He jogged the last feet between us, bringing me swiftly into his arms, lifting me up slightly off the ground.
“It’s so good to see you!” I said with a genuine smile, having only just realized how much I actually missed him. “Eight months hasn’t changed you a bit.”
He shrugged, releasing me from his grip and standing back, his eyes sweeping over my form.
“It’s changed you though,” He chuckled. “You look good y/n.”
“Thanks,” I murmured, feeling the blush creep over my cheeks.

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*Fallen goddess* Jumin Han x bodyguard!reader pt 2

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Jumin sat in his office, when there was a knock at the door.

The head of security strode in, bowing his head politely. Jumin nodded in return, and waited for the man to speak.

“We apologise for yesterday’s events. The intruder has been taken care of by our team, however, there was a breach in the security system.” The man said curtly.

Jumin raised his eyebrows and spoke in response. “Has it been fixed?”

The man shook his head, gazing at the ground uncomfortably. “We are working on it, but we need a bit of time. This intruder was a highly capable hacker. We are aware that you will be in this building 24/7 until you finish your current project, and we have to put your safety as a top priority.”

The man cleared his throat, and looked up abruptly. “We will be assigning our best bodyguard, (Y/n), to you during your time here. She is amongst the elite, and will make sure that no one harms you.”

Jumin turned his head towards the sound of an opening door, and the man did also.

In stepped (Y/n), in a white blouse, black skirt, and black high heels. Her hair was done up in a ponytail, which swished past her back as she walked. Her fragrance reached Jumin, and he was intoxicated. To think such a beautiful woman could be so deadly, was beyond him.

He regained his composure as she reached his desk. The head of security excused himself, bowing to (Y/n) as well. As the door clicked shut, (Y/n) turned to Jumin.

Her crimson lips parted, and she spoke, her chiming voice gracing his ears.

“It will be a pleasure working with you, Mr Han.”

***

She was quiet. Unsettlingly quiet.

But every time Jumin tried to give her a glance, he found her eyes immediately on his. It was as though she could see everything, and it amazed him.

He felt something nudging his shoes, and he smiled. Elizabeth the 3rd meowed sadly, craving attention. Jumin had instructed Driver Kim to bring her to him, as she would have no one to take care of her at home.

Jumin felt eyes boring into the back of his head and he turned to see (Y/n) gazing at Elizabeth.

Her usual calm and emotionless face was replaced by bright eyes, flushed cheeks and a longing smile. She was absolutely adorable. He felt himself blush, and he turned back to the cat.

‘If that’s how it is…’ He thought to himself, and stood up.

(Y/n)’s attention averted to him, and she moved towards him.

“I’m going to go to the bathroom, you do not need to come.” Jumin said. She replied back, staring into his eyes. “I am assigned to you 24/7 Mr Han.”

Jumin replied in a stoic voice. “It is right next door. I will scream for help if need be.”

A genuine smile tugged at her lips, and she opened the door for him. Jumin walked off, but returned quickly to the door, hiding himself.

He peered in through the frame to see (Y/n) on the ground with Elizabeth the 3rd, cooing and stroking her. She was sprawled out, and the feline was ecstatic to have a new playmate.

Jumin watched them brawl and interact, and his heavy heart from the stresses of work, lifted. He caught glimpses of (Y/n)’s happy face, and felt himself smiling too.

(Y/n) was not what others feared her to be. She was a soft, caring and loving person.

And Jumin, was falling in love with her.

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Read Around America! - ALABAMA

To Kill A Mockingbird – Harper Lee

“People generally see what they look for, and hear what they listen for.”

Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle Stop Café – Fannie Flag

“I wonder how many people don’t get the one they want, but end up with the one they’re supposed to be with.”

 Inside Out and Back Again –Thanhha Lai

“Whoever invented English should be bitten by a snake.”

 Weightless – Sarah Bannan

Later, we talked about how we could have said something, could have told a teacher or our parents, or flushed the toilet or coughed or cleared our throats. But we didn’t do anything. And we didn’t say anything. It wasn’t our business. Not really.

Looking for Alaska – John Green

“I may die young, but at least I’ll die smart.”

Forest Gump – Winston Groom

“Let me say this: being an idiot is no box of chocolates. People laugh, lose patience, treat you shabby.”

Invisible Life – E. Lynn Harris

“luck runs out but blessings never do!”

Anthill: A Novel – E. O. Wilson

“Thousands of times greater in space and time is the third of our worlds, the biosphere, the totality of all life, plastered like a membrane over all of earth.

What They Always Tell Us - Martin Wilson

“Soon, he can hear Nathen’s breathing, slight little snores. But Alex refuses to let sleep take him. He wants to stay awake, he wants to drink in every last moment of their first night together.”

A drabble: Audrey Jensen, Scream

Anonymous said:

5. “Quick pretend that we’re dating”                                                                  With Audrey Jensen

Sure! :)

5# : “Quick! Pretend that we’re dating”

Warning: Curse words

When me and my ex broke up, he became almost obsessed with me. I wasn’t sure why, but he just was that kind of a guy I guess. I ended the relationship, because I just wasn’t interested of him anymore. It was sad to end, but what was the point to be in a relationship if you wasn’t interested of it?

After a few weeks from the break up, he started to call me all the time, text and sent me flowers etc. I told him to stop, but he didn’t listen, and after a while, it started to get pretty annoying. Audrey and Noah told me to go to police and get a restraining order on him, but I didn’t think that this was so serious, or dangerous.

Other reason for the break up was that I realised that I was interested of girls too but I never told anybody else beside my ex. I wanted to keep it to myself, at least for now. I realised it when I started to hang out with Audrey about a half a year ago. I mean, she was hot as fuck and so nice and funny, to be honest. I guess you can say that I had some sort of a crush on her.

Then one day, me and Audrey were in the mall, in a neighbouring city, just hanging out and doing some shopping, I needed a new jacket and Audrey needed some stuff on her camera. We were sitting at the cafe, and talking. Our feet hurt from walking so we kept a break. And there I saw my ex, outside of the cafe, looking at his phone.

“Oh shit, my ex is there!”, I hissed. “What, where?”, she asked and tried to search him. “Don’t look, he’ll notice us!”, I shouted. But of course he looked up from his phone when we looked at him, and he saw me. “Shit, shit shit”, I cursed myself.

“Okay, change in our plans, pretend that we’re dating”, I said to Audrey, when he started to rise up. “What?”, she asked confused. “Just. Pretend that we are dating okay?”, I said and grabbed her hand. She nodded. When I looked secretly at him, he was now walking towards us. I didn’t really think anything, I just grabbed the back of her head and kissed her there and then. She was needless to say very surprised, but she kissed back after a while. I kind of stayed in the kiss, I forgot everything else around us, until we heard someone clearing their throat next to us. We broke our kiss, and looked. It was my ex. My plan didn’t work like it was supposed.

“When you said that you were interested of girls, I thought that you were just saying it so that you could justify our break up”, he said. Well there goes that secret. “No, I was telling the truth”, I answered. Audrey looked at me nonplussed. “Well, me and Audrey have to get going”, I said and rose up. I wanted to get away from this situation as soon as possible. He tried to say something, but we were going already, I just waved my hand behind my back. Maybe little mean, but I didn’t care.

“What was that?”, she asked after a while. “I am so sorry, I just wanted him to leave us alone. Sorry for attacking you like that”, I apologized. “It’s fine, I wasn’t complaining”, she said with a smile and winked at me.

-Hyena

Rhythm

Originally posted by sheldony

Originally posted by maagiics

Prompt: Bones and Reader spend the night at an Enterprise crew party.

Warnings: Buckets of fluff and lime content a.k.a ‘slightly’ horny Bones >:) Implied sexual activity at the end

Word Count: 2,134

A/n: Very fun to write and I took the idea from @outside-the-government ‘s headcanon, so original idea by her brilliant mind. I send much love


“Come on darlin’, we’re gonna be late.”

“I know, I know! Hold on.”

You quickly added the last bit of light mascara, smiled at yourself in the mirror to make sure you looked ok, and ran out of the bathroom. Leonard was standing in front of a window, looking at his reflection and fixing his tie. The look of slight frustration on his face confirmed he wasn’t getting the tie to cooperate.

You giggled slightly and walked up to him, reaching forward and grabbing the tie in your hands. As you took the tie out of the sloppy knot it was in, Leonard started to talk.

“I haven’t worn a tie in ages, much less a tux.” His voice was it’s usual, grumpy tone.

You only laughed and wrapped the tie around itself in elegant movements. Leonard watched you do so with a soft head-over-heels-in-love look. For the last step, you pulled the tie up through the hole you made, then straightened the (color) tie that matched perfectly with your (different/same color) dress.

Leonard was actually the one that chose the dress for you, and got a tie to match. The dress was absolutely perfect and fit snugly to your body, emphasizing all of your mesmerizing curves and edges. Leonard was clad in an equally dashing tux, the fabric complimenting hugging form greatly. It almost looked a size too small, but no one was complaining. You were sure you’d have to keep all the other women away. Your outfits were perfect for the fancy party you were attending that night.

The Enterprise was docked on Earth because of some problems with the warp core, giving the crew an entire week to enjoy themselves. Kirk decided to throw a fancy party for the crew so you could all take off some stress and let loose. Leonard wasn’t too enthralled by going to the party, but agreed to go nonetheless.

With one final tug, you pulled his face towards yours by his tie, gave him a quick, passionate kiss, and walked to the table where your small purse laid.

You had to stifle a laugh when you watched Leonard shake his head to snap out of whatever world he was in, obvious shock written on his face. He let out a guttural growl and stalked towards you, lust clouding his eyes.

“You don’t expect to get away with something like that and not be punished, do you?”

You payed him no heed and snapped your purse shut when you were sure everything you may need was in it. When he was close enough, you smiled and flipped his tie up so it hit his face, making him flinch back.

“Don’t worry, I plan on it. Now let’s go! Like you said, we’re gonna be late.”

 You skipped towards the door, leaving Leonard in the dust. He had to shake out of his stupor yet again, and he turned on his angry, self-loathing attitude and you out the door.

“You’re gonna be the death of me one day. I’m too old for this.” He said, as he held out his arm for you to take.

You happily accepted his offer, resting your hand in the crook of his elbow. “I know I will be, now keep up old man. Pick up the pace!”

-

The building you were meeting in wasn’t horribly far away and the night was warm so you walked, talking the entire way. Soon enough, the building where the party was being held was in sight.

Music flooded from the doorway, large clusters of people filling the large room. There was a small bar in the corner, a dance floor, and muliple couches on the side’s where people casually lounged and chatted.

When the two of you entered, quite a few heads turned your way. Not everyone, but definitely enough to make you blush a dark crimson. Leonard seemed to stand taller with his chest slightly puffed out and a small, proud smile on his face.

He had the prettiest date in the whole damn room and it was guaranteed he was gonna show you off.

Leonard led you along the outskirts of the party, both of you occasionally nodding to people you knew.  You smiled when Leonard put his free hand over the hand that rested on his elbow, helping lead you through the crowds until you made it to an unoccupied part of the room.

He quickly snatched up two wine glasses from one of the workers that was walking by, holding a tray of them. You smiled up at him when he held one out for you. After carefully taking the glass from his hand, he raised his glass slightly, for your eyes only, and declared a toast.

“To us, and our beautiful marriage.”

You grinned and lightly clinked your glasses together. “To us.”

Both of you stared into each other’s eyes as you took a sip of the perfectly aged wine. When a loud 'Hey guys!’ interrupted the moment, you could physically see the annoyance wash over Leonard’s face. You both looked over and saw Jim, Spock, and Uhura making their way through the crowds. Uhura’s arm was laced through Spock’s arm just like your’s was with Leonard’s not a minute ago. Jim didn’t seem to have a date and looked like a single pringle ready to mingle with the ladies here.

“Glad you guys could make it! I was starting to think you had ditched out on the party for some alone time.” Jim said, smacking Leonard’s shoulder nearly making the drink held loosely in the doctor’s hands spill.

Leonard glared and huffed. “We almost did, but Y/n was insisting that we come spend time here. If I had the choice, we’d still be at our quarter’s, taking your advice and letting out some stress.”

Your face turned a darker color and Leonard slightly smirked at that, pulling you close to him by the waist. You couldn’t help but notice how perfect your bodies fit together, almost like a puzzle. You were just the right size for him.

The night continued and the five of you held your side conversations, enjoying each other’s company. When a significantly slower song than what they’d been playing started, Leonard turned to you and held out a hand.

“Wanna dance?” His eyes were calm and inviting, with a slight pinch of 'Get me away from these people’ hidden in there too.

You accepted his hand, not after smacking your purse into Jim’s chest, making him hold onto it. “Hold my shit Jim, imma go dance with my husband.” You left Jim standing there, completely embarrassed, his ego dented. Uhura laughed at him while Spock stayed indifferent.

Leonard gently led you into the crowd of slow dancers, until you stopped somewhere in the middle. He would never admit it, but slow dancing is Leonard’s specialty. Coming from the South meant he had slow danced many times before so he was pretty much a professional. The two of you had slow danced many times before in the comfort of your own quarters so you knew exactly how good of a slow dancer he was, both literally and in the bedroom.

Once hidden in the crowd, you turned towards each other, a small grin on each of your faces. Without needing to think, you laced your left hand with Leonard’s right and put your right hand on his shoulder. Leonard ran his hand to your lower back, definitely a little lower than publicly acceptable but you didn’t say anything.

You let him take over, leading you around in small swaying movements. The eye contact kept between the two of you was strong and, admittedly, slightly arousing. After knowing Leonard for five years, and being married for two of those years, it was easy to know what the other was thinking. Currently, Leonard was itching to leave the party and go back to the apartment, and he knew that you knew his desires. You wouldn’t let him win that easily though.

As he pulled you closer, pressing your bodies flush together, he whispered in your ear. “You look very beautiful. I forgot to tell you that before we left.”

Damn him, turning on that southern charm and accent. He knew exactly what he was doing. You were determined to win this battle, so you smiled at him.

“Thanks! You don’t look half-bad yourself.”

His smirk faltered at your answer, obviously thinking he had gotten you with his comment. You smiled at his slight loss of confidence. Noticing your smile, he pinched your side, making you jump and quietly sqeak. He smiled when you lightly slapped his shoulder, but his smile soon turned into a more serious look.

“We have to go back to space in a few days, and…. I don’t want to go. What if something happens? What if we’re attacked and there’s nothing I can do to save you or the crew? We would never have moments like this again. I would never forgive myself.”

You gave him a soft look and moved your arms so they both wrapped around his neck, and he shifted to settle his warm hands on your hips.

“Leo, you’re acting like the whole ship is your responsibility when it’s not. Whatever happens isn’t on any of us. Whatever happens, will happen, and the whole ship is going to work together to try to get out of the situation with as little casualties as possible. We’re a team. A family. So we need to make sure we spend every waking moment we can to spend time with our family and enjoying these moments together, just in case something actually does happen.”

For a minute, you and Leonard danced in silence, both in deep thought. You looked up when he slightly cleared his throat.

“So before we spend every waking moment with our 'family’, can we just spend time with each other? Maybe… right now?”

You sighed and bit the inside of your cheek to keep from smiling, but failed greatly. Oh, he knew he had you wrapped around his finger now. You felt his hands start to travel south, so before you made any choices that wouldn’t be appropriate for the public, you nodded quickly. He won this round.

That crooked smile appeared and he pulled you by the hand toward the door right in the middle of a slow song. You had to apologize to a few couples you bumped into during Leonard’s controlled haste. You could tell he was itching to run, but he stuck with a fast walk so you two didn’t look horribly obvious.

You were nearly at the door when you saw Spock standing ridgedly off to the side with your small purse in his hands. Jim probably ran off, leaving the poor Vulcan to babysit your bag. He looked up when he saw you and Leonard quickly approaching and opened his mouth to say something but you just quickly took your purse from his hands, yelled a thank you, and walked out the door.

When the doors closed behind you and none of the party’s attendees could see you, you reached down and quickly took off your heels, hooking the backs of the shoes over your fingers. Once you were stable again, the two of you took off in a jog/sprint towards the apartment building. Leonard was loosening his tie while he ran and you were busy taking out your earrings, which was pretty tough but you managed.

As soon as the door to the bedroom slammed shut, you were thrown onto the bed and Leonard near instantly hovered over you, needy lips ravishing your neck, leaving you a moaning mess. He helped you take off the jewelry still left on your wrists and neck, but leaving your wedding ring untouched.

Your back arched when he started to nip that certain part on your neck that made your head spin. He let you slip his suit coat off his shoulders as he turned his attention to your collarbone. When you started to fumble with his belt buckle, he let out a small growl and trailed his lips back up your neck and jaw, finally stopping at the corner of your lips.

He pulled back for a second, drinking in the sight of you underneath him, then claimed your lips with his, moving quick and sloppy. You happily kissed back, wrapping your arms around his neck and your legs around his hips.

At the pressure conducted between both your and Leonard’s hips, all control was lost and Leonard quickly reached behind you and unzipped your dress, one hand under your lower back to keep you arched up towards him. Once the dress came off, it was all downhill from there.

Or uphill.

Whichever you prefer.

How Much For That Bear in the Window (Chapter 7)

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Summary: Dan, an eighteen year old boy who has finally reached the age to be sold from the whorehouse he used to call home, is given to a man with dreamy blue eyes who makes this seem a lot less terrifying. 

Pairing: Phan

Prostitution Fic/Bought

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Hi! May I request a scenario with Todoroki and hisgf are chilling at his house but his siblings start to tease him about his little bro having a girlfriend and he gets embarrassed. I hope you can write it if it's not too much trouble, also, your blog it's super cool, I love it!

Sure thing dear! I hope I could write it well enough. And thank you for your kind words, I’ll keep doing my best! =)


Todoroki looks up when he hears the front door open. His older sister is home again and he greets her with a nod. She waves back and then spots his girlfriend. After that, she positively starts to grin.

“I didn’t know you have company.” She says, stepping towards his partner. “I’m Todoroki’s sister.”

Just as the two exchange greetings, Todoroki’s older brother joins them, grinning as well.

“Our brother seems to be a ladies’ man.” He says with a teasing voice and Todoroki resists the urge to roll his eyes.

“And you’re so cute too.” The sister says to his partner, clasping her hands. “Maybe we can look forward to you joining our little family.”

Todoroki clears his throat, subtly removing his partner from his sister. “I think we’re going back to my room now.”

“Have fun!” His brother calls after them, still grinning. “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!”

Todoroki chooses to ignore him, though when his girlfriend chuckles a little at his siblings’ antics, he quirks a small smile as well.

Confession Confusion | Oh Sehun

Rating -  Fluff

Word Count1.3k 

Summary - In which you are determined to find out who Sehun likes even though you have feelings for him yourself.

High School AU

(REQUESTED)

Originally posted by damnitsehun


Y/N’s POV

“Come on tell me! It’s not that hard. All you have to do is say her name” I whined and latched onto my best friends arm as he chuckled at my multiple failed attempts at getting him to tell me who he likes. He’d been dropping hints like, making an effort to do his hair nicely, using a different aftershave, acting polite. Now yeah maybe he’s just trying to impress everyone in general, but I’d caught him many times either talking to Baekhyun, Suho or Kai about this girl, but every time they see me, he shuts up and brushes it off.

“How are you so sure it’s even a crush?” He asked as we walked down the hallways

“Because Oh Sehun, I’ve been your best friend since the beginning of time, and I know when you have a crush on someone. Remember when I noticed your crush on Hana back in middle school before you even did? ” I pointed which caused him to roll his eyes

“That wasn’t a crush. You just got over excited about me being nice to someone else other than you” He retorted, making me shove him aside which only resulted in him grabbing my arm and putting it around his waist whilst his went around my shoulders. What?  It’s not weird, it’s our thing… And I kind of get butterflies when the thing happens but moving on…

“It was too a crush! And I don’t know how you define being nice, because you always teased me” I pouted as we entered the half empty class room

“Isn’t that what boys do when they have a crush on a girl Miss Love Guru?” He whispered into my ear before taking his arm away and casually making his way to his seat next to Junmyeon, leaving me to stand still. He said it wrong, he probably meant something else. But what else is that supposed to mean…

After a few minutes of standing awkwardly in front of the class, I took a deep breath before scrambling to my seat near Jongin and Chanyeol

“Why do you look shell shocked?” Jongin snapped me out of my daze as I jolted in my seat

“Sehun just admitted to having a crush on me in elementary school…” I breathed and he just laughed before shaking his head

“If that shocks you, wait till you find out tha-”

“Jongin can you help me with something!” Chanyeol called him from behind suspiciously loudly. I raised my eyebrow as the two got into a mini conversation before quickly turning back to me, wearing the most innocent looking smiles ever

“Can you guys please tell me what’s up? Sehun’s been hiding stuff from me, and now you guys!” I huffed furrowing my eyebrows

“Technically we’re kind of hiding the same thing…” Jongin blurted earning a loud smack at the back of his head by Channy. I let out a groan of frustration before snapping my head to the front of the class, deciding to ignore the two nitwits and Sehun until they told me who he likes. I mean why would it be one of my priorities to know who he likes? I certainly don’t like him or else I’d be plotting to smack a b*tch, but was I subconsciously doing that.?

As soon as class ended, I got up to give my work in to the front. I spotted Sehun walking over to Jongin and Chanyeol, and saw Chan saying something which caused Sehun to smack Jongin at the back of his head before they all got into a serious conversation. Remembering my ignoring scheme, I began to rush out of the class room before any of them had a chance to catch up to me. But Sehun obviously managed to

“Did you do the math assignment? I completely forgot” He stated walking beside whilst I simply ignored his sentence and continued to walk to class “Silent treatment? Oh whatever did I do wrong?” He faux sighed causing me to take in a deep breath to contain my annoyance. “Okay no seriously Y/N why are you suddenly mad at me?” He confusedly asked as I rolled my eyes and walked into math making sure I took a seat which was surrounded by people who were already sitting there, so that he couldn’t sit next to me to break me into talking to him.

I let out a breath as I found a seat, only for it to be caught in my throat as I felt him lightly grab my arm and twirl me around so I was facing him. What?! That never happens to me. Y/N snap out of it!

“Not letting go until you tell me why you’re ignoring me” He stated and I rolled my eyes. Great! How the hell do I say I’m gonna ignore him if I’m giving him the silent treatment? I forcefully pulled my hand out of his grip to grab my notebook to tell him; but he wasn’t having any of it as wrapped his arms around my waist, locking me in his hold. My face began to grow warmer as I the stares of the other students bore into us.

“Sehun, let me go. People are staring” I breathed placing my hands on his chest and pushing myself off of it. But the brat decided to keep the same smug look on his face as he held onto me.

“I’m not letting go until you tell me why you’re ignoring me” He repeated as his face started to get closer to mine; feeling my breath quicken, I finally blurted out the question to save myself from the chatter which was already rising

“Tell me who you like!” I squeaked 


“ Oh Gosh! You still don’t get it” He chuckled shaking his head as my embarrassment was now replaced with confusion “Y/N it’s you. I like you” He finally breathed, but the smile disappeared off of his face when I remained silent obviously stunned at his sudden confession.  “I- I’m sorry, I don’t know why-” He began to ramble letting go of my waist; only to have me wrap my arms around his neck and to pull him into an unexpected kiss. His eyes widened as he drew in a quick breath at the sudden contact, but that didn’t stop him from eventually kissing back.  I don’t know what happened okay! But the butterflies I got from him holding me were nothing compared to the sensation I was feeling in that moment

I soon came to the realization of the fact that we were in the middle of a classroom filled with students and the teacher would’ve arrived by now. I quickly pulled away and pushed myself off his body, seeing the biggest smirk on his face at how flustered I was made me want to smack him but also make out with him on the spot. I heard our teacher clear her throat as we both slowly turned to face her furious face, Sehun smiling sheepishly towards out class mates whilst I was still taking in the fact that I had kissed my best friend Oh Sehun while were in the middle of a classroom.

“After school both of you. We need to have a chat about a thing called ‘decency’ ” She instructed shaking her head before proceeding with the lesson. Sehun took the seat beside and as I finally turned and sat down, he sent a wink my way causing my heart to do a million summersaults.

“I’ll take that as you liking me back?” He leaned over to my seat and whispered in my ear sending shivers down my spine

“I guess you could say that” I tilted my smile looking towards him, putting the goofiest smile on his face before he turned his attention back to class. Well I guess there won’t be any b*tch smacking… Yes that’s my top priority, don’t judge me!



A/N: Another Sehun request! I hope the did the anon who requested this proud! I’ll post the remaining requests hopefully tomorrow. Hope you guys liked this little fluff ball of a one shot. I’m calling it a night, later loves.

-Shazz xx

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Look At Us Now

Originally posted by yixingofficial

Group: EXO
Member: Yixing x Reader
Genre: Smut, Gang AU!
Word count: 1,710

I didn’t notice that Baekhyun and Chanyeol have the same job until just just now lol #BaekYeol

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Heartbroken. That’s why I was here in this smelly hot bar. I sat there swirling my drink around thinking. Thinking about how oblivious I am because I didn’t notice that my boyfriend had been cheating on me. Well, correction ex-boyfriend. A black haired boy breaks my train of thought when he says, “Give me what she’s having.” He looked down at me and smiled. “Yixing, the name’s Yixing” He holds his hand out for me to shake. I shake his hand and return the smile, “My name is Y/N.”

“Beautiful” He exhales as he takes a seat next to me. “So tell me Y/N, what are you doing here?” Yixing asks emphasizing here. “Long story” I frown at my drink. “I’ve got time if you do” He slightly nudges me. I chuckle and tell him the story of my cheating ex-boyfriend. Yixing frowns while nodding. “I’m so sorry, he obviously didn’t realize how good he had it” He winks at me. A blush creeps on to my cheeks. A few drinks later Yixing and I are sitting closer and making corny jokes. Our laughter dies out making me realize how close our faces are. His eyes trail down to my lips, “Y/N, can I kiss you?” I mod and we both lean in. 

I pull away first and gasp for air. “Would you wanna go back to my place?” He asks pointing to the door. “Yeah let’s get out of here.” I didn’t know what I was getting myself into at the time. I fetched a cab and Yixing opens the door for me. “Thanks” I smile at him, Yixing tells the driver his address. I couldn’t hold it in anymore, I was dying to kiss him again. My hand goes around his neck pulling him down to my lips. His hands meet my waist and his tongue enters my mouth. Oh how I feel bad for the cab driver. The driver clears his throat awkwardly, “We’re here.” We shuffle out of the cab and up to the front door.

He unlocks the door, pulls me in and quickly closes it. At lightning speed he pushes me up against the door. Our lips connect and his hands slip under my shirt resting there. “Jump” He mumbles against my lips. I do as he says and wrap my legs around his waist. Yixing nudges my head with his own and smiles down at me. He begins kissing my exposed shoulder then up to my neck. His dick grows in his pants forming a big bulge. I let out a moan as his teeth graze over the sensitive skin on my neck.

He pulls me off the wall and carries me to his room. While he’s watching where he’s going I make bruises down his neck making sure to blow on it after. He groans in pleasure as goose bumps form on his neck. A hand leaves the bottom of my thigh to open his bedroom door. Yixing lays me down on the bed and crawls on top of me. His bulge is pushing against my thigh making it wetter in my panties. Yixing discards his shirt and throws it somewhere. He slides my shirt up and starts peppering wet kisses from my naval up to my bra. He slides the shirt the rest of the way off. My hand glides up and down his toned abs stopping at his belt. I break our kiss only to fumble with his belt buckle.

I pull down his pants and palm him through his boxers. Yixing lets out a low moan as his starts to throb, dying to come out. “Take off your pants” He breaths out. I slip out of my jeans revealing my red lace panties. “Those are gorgeous on you but I’m afraid I’m gonna have to take them off” Yixing’s voice drips with lust as he moves down towards my panties. He takes them off with his teeth while his eyes never leave mine. I shutter as he kisses up my thigh. “Yixing” I whimper. “You like that don’t you, Y/N” He asks in his oh so sexy deep voice. I nod, “Tsk tsk, I need you to say it, Y/N” He whispers into my ear. “Say it, Y/N” He nibbles on my ear lobe. “I love it” I whine.

Yixing pulls away to take off his boxers so there’s no clothes between our grinding bodies. “Normally I wouldn’t skip the foreplay but since I already have you whining I will give it all to you right now” He gives me one last kiss this time very gentle and slow. He then rolls a condom into his thick member. After aligning himself with my entrance he slowly pushes in, and a wave of pure pleasure hits me. My jaw drops and my eyes flutter closed. “Faster” I gasp gripping the sheets. My legs wrap around his waist causing him to go deeper. Another wave of pleasure crashes down on me. “Yixing” I scream.

“Damn you’re so good, Y/N” Yixing pants. The room is filled with hot and heavy breathing as Yixing thrusts into me. Each thrust bringing me closer and closer to my high. “Cum with me baby” He moans into my neck. He releases his hot load first and shortly after him I cum all over his dick. Yixing rides out his high, he pulls out of me, and throws away the condom. He lies back down next to me still breathing heavy. “That was the best sex I’ve ever had, I’ve had a lot of sex” He chuckles. “It was really good” I roll over to race him. “You were really good” I finish. Once our breathing finally steadies, Yixing pulls me into him and we both fall asleep.

Yixing’s POV

I wake up with empty arms and the faint smell of bacon and eggs. I roll out of bed and put my boxers on. Wandering to the kitchen I find Y/N cooking breakfast in my t-shirt. “Cute” I blurt making her jump. “Did I scare you baby?” I ask as I walk up behind her. “Maybe a little bit” She admits. She continues to focus on the food while I kiss her cheek, then her jaw, and finally stopping at her neck. I pull away and trace the marks from the night before. “Damn” I mumble, I made a lot of marks. “You should see your neck, it’s worse than mine” Y/N chuckles.

I rush to the bathroom and stare my bruised neck. I walk back to the kitchen, Y/N is now sitting at the table with a cup of coffee in her hand. I kiss her cheek before sitting down to eat. “So um” We say at the same time. “You go first” I insist. “I would like to get to know you because I like you” She avoids eye contact. I put my thumb and forefinger under chin and lift her head up so she’s looking at me. “I feel the same way,” I start. “But before you make your final decision you might wanna hear me out first” I finish and she bites her lip. Damn don’t do that, it’s super sexy.

She nods slowly signaling for me to continue. “Well for starters, I’m in a well known gang called, Exo” I explain to her. “Tell me about it” She says calmly. “We have 9 members and are wanted by the cops” I say bluntly. “Finish your breakfast, then get dressed” I stuff eggs into my mouth. “Why? Where are we going?” Y/N asks. “I gonna take you to meet the rest of Exo.”

Y/N’s POV

We finish our breakfast and I get dressed in my clothes from the night before. Yixing leads me to his car and we drive to Exo’s hideout. “If you guys are wanted by the police then why aren’t you guys in like hiding or something?” I ask. “They know our groups name not our individual names and faces” Yixing deadpans. We pull up to the ‘hideout’ which basically looks like a normal house. I follow him into the house and down to the basement. “Hey guys come here” Yixing calls out. Seven boys scurry so they are standing in a line in front of us. “Y/N meet Exo, Exo meet Y/N.” I wave awkwardly at them.

“This is Junmyeon, he’s our tracker. He knows where everyone is at all times and he’s great with computers. Next is Baekhyun and Chanyeol, they are our medical aids, meaning they help us if we are hurt. Jongdae is our sweet talker, basically he talk anyone into anything he wants. This is Kyungsoo, he keeps all of our guns and ammunition safe. Then we have Jongin, he helps us train in self defense. Not that we need it because we normally have guns but it helps. Finally we have Sehun, our sniper. He is the best of the best when it comes to shooting, and that’s all of-“ Yixing gets cut off by a short guy. “Don’t forget about me, Yixing” The light brown boy strides over to us.

The boy takes my hand and kisses the back of it. “The name is Minseok and you are?” He smirks at me. “Back off, Minseok. She’s Yixing’s” One of the boys speaks up behind him. Minseok pats Yixing’s back and smiles at him, “Nice catch, Yixing. She’s a beauty!” He exclaims. “Yah you sound like my mother” Yixing chuckles. I look between the two with a confused look. “Oh yeah, Y/N this is Minseok. He’s the leader of us all” Yixing makes clear.


Yixing and Junmyeon jump into the car breathing heavy from running. “Hi baby” I greet him. “Hi” Yixing kisses me. I deepen the kiss by putting my hand on his neck. Junmyeon clears his throat to get our attention, “We should really get out of here guys.” I chuckle and start the car. I drive back to the hideout. Yixing falls onto the couch and pulls me down with him. “Look at us now, Y/N, a year ago you were meeting all of us and now you’re our get away driver” Yixing grins down at me. “And what an awesome year it has been” I coo.

Brooklyn Beckham - Balance

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I picked my skateboard up into my hands as I stopped at the huge gate that led to the Beckham palace, as I liked to call it. I typed the code in and the gate started to open slowly. I walked up the long ass driveway Brooklyn and I had skateboarded so many times on and then just walked into the house.

“Hello!” I shouted hoping the majority of the family heard it. I wasn’t even sure if Victoria and David were home. A few moments later I heard a pair of small feet running down the stairs and Harper showed up, her beautiful, long hair in two braids and her white dress flew around her as she spun around like a cloud. “Hey girl, what’s up?” I asked smiling down at her.

“Not much, Brooklyn told me to tell you that he just got out of the shower and will be here shortly,” she said sighing and put her hands to her hips looking like a real, mini diva. I couldn’t help but imagine Brooklyn in only a towel around his waist, water drops on his body… I had to shake my head to clear my thoughts out.

“Cool thanks for the message,” I smiled down at Harper and nodding her head she disappeared in a moment.

Brooklyn and I had known each other since forever. My mom was good friends with Victoria and they almost got pregnant at the same time, but Brooklyn was born eight days earlier than me. We basically grew up together, I spent millions of days with the Beckham family and they treated me as their own kid, but it was the same with Brooklyn and my family.

Today Brooklyn asked me to be the model for a few of his photos, he wanted to do some shots while skating, so it wasn’t anything special, just a usual day with him. He and his girlfriend broke up a few weeks earlier and I felt bad for him, because the girl dumped him for some ugly ass guy just because he was already eighteen and Brooklyn wasn’t.

I walked into the living room and lay down to the couch starting to find something interesting in the TV while I was waiting for him to be done. Ten minutes later he appeared in front of me, dressed in a white t-shirt and black jeans, smelling fresher than ever.

“I love that whenever you come over you make yourself comfy on the couch immediately,” he smiled running his fingers through his hair as I got up and fixed my shirt.

“Second home, remember?” I winked at him grabbing my board and heading to the door. I knew he was following me. “So where are we going?” I asked steeping out to the driveway.

“To the skate park we were at a few weeks ago.”

“Oh cool, okay,” I nodded.

Skateboarding was just a hobby for me, but I was good at it. Brooklyn and I got our first board the same day and since then, it was our little thing. We liked to do it together whenever we had the chance.

Arriving to the park I took a look at the boys that were doing tricks, I saw a few of them falling and as Brooklyn put his camera together I already planned out what tricks I would do.

“Okay, so just do whatever you want, I need some photos in action,” he explained looking up at me.

“Got it. Capture the faces of the boys, I want to see their reactions,” I chuckled to myself and Brooklyn grinned at me as well. Boys usually were surprised when they saw me doing tricks and stuff and I just loved seeing their faces. I climbed up to one of the ramps (or whatever they called, I have no idea) and got ready to start. When Brooklyn lifted the camera up to his face I jumped on the board and just did what came to my mind.

I could feel the eyes of the other guys on me, they were staring at me and I couldn’t hide my smile. I loved to shock people. Brooklyn kept taking photos of me and I was thinking if I looked good on them. I wanted to look good. For Brooklyn. Because lately I found myself thinking about what it would be like if we were more than just friends. I just didn’t know if he was thinking the same thing.

I was zigzagging between the people when I glanced over to Brooklyn and saw him talking with a beautiful girl, she leaned a bit in showing her cleavage to him and he obviously liked what he saw.

In a blink of an eye I lost my balance, the board slipped out from under me and I found myself on the floor, my right ankle and butt aching like hell. Two unknown guys and Brooklyn as well ran to me kneeling down next to me asking if I was okay.

“Yeah, it’s just my ankle,” I whimpered as I tried to move it but pain shot through my leg.

“Don’t move it, Y/N,” Brooklyn said and the next thing I knew that I was in his arms and he was carrying me to one of the benches. He put me down and kneeled down in front of me taking a better look at my ankle. “Okay, it doesn’t look that bad, I think you should just rest it a bit,” he said gently massaging it and smiling up at me.

“I guess the shooting is over,” I smiled sadly and I couldn’t erase the view of him with that girl, who disappeared by then.

“I’m more concerned about your pretty little leg than the photos,” he chuckled helping me to get up. He packed his things and then picking my board up he put my arm around his shoulders so he could help me walk home.

“What happened? You never lose balance,” he asked as we were on our way back to their house. I cleared my throat not knowing if I should tell him the truth or make up a lie.

“Uh, I just… I just lost focus,” I mumbled avoiding to look at him.

“What do you mean?”

“Brooklyn, can’t we just ditch this? I fucked up, that’s it,” I sighed really not wanting to talk about it. I didn’t just fall like a loser, I did it because I got distracted and jealous.

“Was it because you saw me with that girl?” he suddenly asked making my eyes go wide.

“Uh, what?” I asked feeling more awkward than ever. How did he know? Was it written to my forehead?

“Don’t worry, I felt the same way,” he said and I stopped finally looking at him.

“Wait, what? What are you talking about?” I asked in confusion.

“Seeing all those guys staring at you and talking about you… I couldn’t stand it, and I regretted taking you there the minute we arrived. Did you feel the same about the girl?” he asked as if it was the most casual question in the world, but our friendship just was about to change forever with this conversation, yet he looked calmer than ever. How did he do it?

“Well, uh, yeah, that’s kind of why I-“ I started, but I couldn’t finish, because in the next moment Brooklyn pressed his lips to mine and kissed me. I was so surprised I completely froze and didn’t do anything. I had been fantasizing about it for a long time, but I absolutely blacked out as it really happened.

Because I didn’t do anything Brooklyn pulled away and when I saw the scared expression on his face I finally snapped back to reality.

“I’m so sorry, I thought that yo-“ Now I was the one to make him shut up. Grabbing his neck I pulled him to me and crashed my lips to his. He didn’t hesitate to kiss me back, his arms found their way around my waist and he lifted me up from the ground without ending the kiss.

I have no idea how long we stood there kissing, but when we finally pulled away the first thing he said was this:

“You fucking scared me, I thought you would slap me,” he chuckled shaking his head. I grinned at him putting my hands to his neck looking up into his eyes.

“You just surprised me.”

“Sorry, I just couldn’t take it anymore.”

“It’s okay. You can do this anytime you want,” I giggled leaning closer to his face and gently kissed his lips again.

Hey, Batter Batter! (Part 5 of Curve Ball)

Author’s Note: I’m so excited to finally have this next part finished!!! I laughed quite a bit while writing it, so I really hope you guys do, too :) I can’t wait to see where this thing is gonna go! It’s gonna be a wild ride c; Enjoy!

As always, a huge thanks to @snipsnsnailsnwerewolftales for editing, adding, and tweaking! This story would not be possible without you, dear :) You’re amazing!!!

Warnings: Language; embarrassment; horrid mistreatment of genitalia

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Derek looked me up and down as he stood outside the door of my dorm building, one of his brows raised in a curious manner, lips pressed in a hard line as he tossed a ball into the air with one hand, catching it without a glance. I shifted under his gaze, heat rising to my cheeks in a blush that I desperately did not want him to see.

“What?” I finally blurted, not able to take it anymore. Derek chuckled, shaking his head dismissively as he ceased his actions, looking down and studying the ball.

“Nothing, nothing at all.”

“Tell me!”

“It’s just…your shoes,” he said, a grin plastered on his face as he met my eyes. My brows pulled together in confusion. I glanced between my ratty Converse and Derek, not able to understand what the hell they had to do with anything. My face must have given my thoughts away because the asshole began to laugh. Actually laugh! It was gentle and good-natured, but still. I glared at him, taking in the beautiful sound- Wait, what? No! I’m supposed to be mad! Get it together, Y/N.

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It’s Luh Bitch - Derek Luh Smut

Request: can you do a smut with Derek. Like you’re friend drags you to a release party for Derek but you don’t know who he was and you guys hit it off and he takes you back to his place. btw love your blog :)

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Y/N’S POV 

I was lounging on the couch munching on my spicy doritos in my rolled up black nike sweats and white sports bra watching netflix. I was having a pretty chill night besides all the text messages my best friend Emma was sending me. She was begging me to go to a party for some rapper who I don’t even know the name of. 

I was just getting to the super scary part of my horror movie when the doorbell rang causing me to throw chips everywhere. I was scared out of my mind so I grabbed my softball bat and started inching towards the door. I swing open the open ready to swing but to my relief its Emma. 

“Woah! Watching horror movies I see?” Emma giggles an walks into my living room with a large duffle bag. 

“What’s in the bag Emma?” I question raising my eyebrows. 

“Oh its what you are wearing to the party.” She says giving me a ‘Duh’ look.

“Emmmmmmaaaaaaaaaa, I don’t want to go to a party.” I pout. ‘

“Well you are sure as hell not sitting around here in chips and watching stupid movies.” She says gesturing around the room. 

“They’re not stupid.” I say crossing my arms. 

“What ever you say, now come on.” She says grabbing my hand dragging me up the stairs to my bedroom. 

Emma had to be losing her mind because she dressed me in a maroon lace crop top with hell of a lot of cleavage, black ripped skinny jeans and maroon heeled boots. She straightened my hair and did light make up because she knows I’m not in too lots of make up.

“Your joking right.” I say looking my outfit in the mirror. 

“What you look hot, your ass looks great.” She says smiling and slaps my butt. 

I roll my eyes and grab my phone and we head back down stairs out to her car. As we drive to the house we sing along to all our favorite music. Emma put on one of his songs and he isn’t bad, I really enjoyed his music. 

We pull up to the large house and see drunken people running amuck, in the house and outside in the yard. 

“This is going to be thrilling!” Emma squeals. 

I laugh at her excitement and we head inside. The stench of alcohol and weed fills my nose, but its nothing I’m not used too. Emma some how tends to frag me to a lot of parties so I can be her glorified babysitter, but not tonight. If she was going to drag me from my evening I was going to drink the night away. 

About 3 drinks and 2 shots of strong vodka later I was feeling my buzz. I walked around the living room with a goofy ass smile on my face, when ever I get drunk I am the nicest goofiest person ever, according to Emma and my other girl friends. 

They started playing Derek’s new track and it was really good. I started dancing when someone came up to me. 

“Enjoying the music?” The stranger asked.

“Yeah, this Derek guys is nice to listen too.” I grin swaying my hips.

“Well thank you. Allow me to introduce my self, Im Derek Luh.” He says reaching his hand out for me to shake.

“Oh my god! Your the guy singing. I thought your last name was produced ‘Luh’” I say giggling and reaching out to hug him. 

He chuckles and hugs my body and he was hella muscular. “It’s Luh (Loo) Bitch.” He says singing along to the music. 

I laugh, “Perfect timing.” I sing as we walk over to one of the empty couches. 

Derek and I really hit it off, we asked for like an hour about random things just getting to know each other. It must have been the vodka talking because I leaned in and captured his lips with mine. He immediately kissed back grabbing my face and slipping his tongue across my bottom lip. I granted access and his tongue took dominance over my mine. 

We pulled away after a few minutes catching our breathes. He smiled at me and took my hand into his. “Let go back to my place, only if you want to.” He smiles sweetly. I nod my head and he guides me through the living room saying some thank you and good byes to people as I wave goodbye to Emma, she gives me a wink and a huge smile. 

I roll my eyes and he calls and uber, his arm wrapped protectively around my waist. I placed small kisses on his neck and I found his sweet spots causing him to moan out and grip my waist tighter.

“If you don’t stop now I won’t be able to wait.” He says through gritted teeth. 

I smirk and continue to suck on his neck leaving little love bites as I go. He grabs my chin and lifts it up so I am looking him in the eyes. He smashes his lips on to mine as the uber pulls up. He picks me up and I wrap my legs around his waist, we climb into the back seat not disconnecting from each other. The only time he did is when he told the driver he would doubt the amount as long as he didn’t look back. 

Derek started sucking on my neck causing me to moan he slips his hands underneath my crop top squeezing my breasts. I start to grind on to him feeling his hard on underneath his jeans. The driver clears his throat letting us know we are at our destination. 

Derek picks me up bridal style and jogs to his front door. Struggling with the keys I giggle and take them from his hand opening the door with ease. He tells me to go upstairs and strip and he will be up in a minute. 

I squeeze my legs together for some friction and run up the stairs, finding his bedroom. I take off my shirt and wiggle my skin jeans down my legs. Bending over to take them off. 

“Damn mami, your ass is fine.” A shirtless Derek says walking towards me spinning me around pulling me into his chest. 

“I can’t take any teasing.” I pant as he leaves open mouth kisses along my chest, unclasping my bra and letting the straps fall from my arms to the ground. 

He picks me up and gently lays me on the bed taking off my panties and his pants. I give him a questioning look and he takes off his jeans and has no underwear on. 

“I don’t like to wear underwear.” He shrugs and I laugh. 

I was not surprised by his size, he was mouth watering. Derek spreads my legs open slowly and positions itself over me. I trace his small California tattoo and budda tattoo. 

“Your perfect, you know?” Derek whispers before placing a small kiss on my lips. 

“Back at ya Luh.” I say purposely pronouncing his name wrong. 

“Your going to regret that.” Derek says with a smirk. 

In one movement Derek fully thrusted into me giving me zero time to adjust. I scream out Derek’s name as the pain turns to pleasure. My eyes were rolling to the back of my head just feeling him inside of me and listening to his grunts. 

I could feel my high approaching and I could barely control my moans. 

“I-I’m going to cum.” I pant out.

“Me too.” He moans out. 

I hit my high and relate all over him and soon I feel him shoot his load into me. We ride out our highs and he collapses next to me. I snuggle up to him and he traces small circles on my back.

“I don’t want this to be a one time thing.” Derek mumbles and runs his fingers through my long hair. 

“What are you saying?” I say sitting up with a smile. 

“Y/N, will you be my girlfriend?” Derek asks with a grin spreading across his face.

I nod my head and jump into his arms kissing him. 

“Round two?” He questions raising an eyebrow.

“I want top.” I say straddling his waist. 

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Im doing my requests, so I can get my Requests back open for you lovely people! 

Sorry if I’m terrible at smuts. 

Confessions Over Dinner (REQUEST)

JUSTIN’S POV

Nervously biting on my thumbnail as I glanced from my phone, to the table and back again, I contemplated making the phone call I so desperately wante– needed to make.

‘Just man up, Justin!’ My conscience screamed at me and I almost wanted to metaphorically slap my inner thoughts for being so irrational, it’s easier said than done!

Exhaling loudly, I picked up my large iPhone and slid the bar across, typing in my password and tapping on the phone app. I constantly made attempts to reassure myself, we were still friends, we didn’t end on a bad note, what’s the worst that could happen?

Clicking on her caller ID before I could back out, I held the phone to my ear, listening to the irritating dial tone which only made me more nervous as the suspense and anticipation built. What if she didn’t pick up?

“Hello?”

My heartbeat stopped at the sound of her sweet voice and for a moment, I lost my train of thought. It was crazy that even after 4 months, she still had the ability to render me speechless.

“Hello???” Her voice sounded again.

Shaking me out of my thoughts, I cleared my throat. “Hey, (Y/N). It’s Justin.”

“I know, I do have your number you know.” She giggled, causing my cheeks to tinge pink. Of course she had my number, how stupid am I?

How embarrassing.

“So, uh, I was wondering if maybe you’d uhm, wanna go to dinner sometime?” I asked, “As friends, of course.” I added quickly.

“Uh, sure, that’d be nice. I’m free tomorrow around 6?”

My heartbeat immediately regulated and I let out a sigh of relief.

‘See, that wasn’t so bad, was it?’ My conscience smugly sung to me in my ear, causing me to roll my eyes – who did he think he was? My mother?

“Sounds good, shall we just meet there?”

“Okay, uhm, where are we eating?” She asked.

Good one, Justin, embarrassing yourself again. “How about that restaurant where we had our first date?”

I heard her clear her throat at my suggestion, causing me to tense up.

“Okay, I’ll see you then.”

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I watched as she made her way towards me, her black heels clicking against the sidewalk, still not making eye contact with me, yet. Her eyes stayed fixated on the ground as she wrapped her long grey coat around her petite frame, making her way to the entrance of the restaurant.

Finally reaching me, she looked up and ran a hand through her long hair. “Uh, hey.” She smiled, to which I returned it, “Hi.”

We received a few looks from people as we were seated which was totally understandable, but I could tell that (Y/N) felt a little uncomfortable about all of this.

She looked stunning as usual, she didn’t even have to try.

I watched her as she looked around the room, admiring the atmosphere and that’s when I realised that I missed her. I missed her so much and I still loved her like I had during our relationship.

I missed calling her mine, I missed the kisses and cuddles we shared, I missed the goofing around, heck, I even missed the arguing. I missed us.

“Do I have something on my face?”

Snapping out of my daydream and coming back to reality, I hadn’t realised I was staring. “N-nope, nothing there.” I shrugged, causing her to nod awkwardly.

“So how have you been?” I asked, initiating the conversation.

“Good,” She nodded, moving the olive around her martini glass, “Work has been stressing me out a little, but I’m alright,” She smiled, “You?”

Here goes nothing…

“Lonely,” I started, causing her to look down, “I miss you, (Y/N).”

“You ended things with me, remember?”

“Because I thought I was doing what was best for us, but now I realise that I was so wrong.” I announced, reaching for her hand, which she moved, causing my heart to crack ever so slightly.

Shaking her head, she stood up, moving her hair out of her face, “I-I can’t do this.”

“(Y/N)–”

“No, Justin. I can’t do this here.”

And with that, I watched her leave. I watched her leave just like I did when we broke up, but I was not prepared to make that mistake again.

Slamming a $20 on to table, I grabbed my jacket and ran after her.

Treasure Over Love (Rafe Adler x Reader)

Requested by: @xolovehyuna ! Thank you! I appreciate the idea! I had an enormous amount of fun writing this! I hope I didn’t let you down, haha.

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The sun boils my hair while beads of sweat drips down my neck making my clothes stick onto my skin like peanut butter on a bread. They said that it’s more fun in the Philippines, but dear Lord, is it more hot. I haven’t imagined that a country like this can look utterly beautiful and yet feel hot and humid.

The birds sings around us and if I weren’t scavenging for the treasure I wanted so badly, I would be enjoying their beautiful chorus. I stop at a nearby tree, taking deep breaths while grabbing my water bottle that’s resting on my side and taking a swig out of it. “It’s been hours, Rafe! Don’t you think we can take a break?” I ask him, panting afterwards from hiking this mountain.

Rafe looks back at me, his hair hanging down to his face and his skin shining due to the amount of sweat he’s breaking. “You wanted this treasure for months and you’re giving up now?”

“But I’m tired!” I whine, resting my back onto the tree and wiping away the sweat on my forehead.

Rafe sighs and stares at me as I look at him with pleading eyes. Behind us, two representatives from Shoreline catches up with us, heaving for breath. Rafe turns his attention on them as they drink from their flasks. “Oliver, stay with her while I continue searching. Derek, come with me.”

Both of the soldiers salute him, saying, “Yes, sir.” Before doing their duty. Rafe disappears further in the jungle while Derek trails behind him, going out of view. Oliver stands, ready with his gun out and I scoff at him, knowing that a place like this will be in no need of firearms.

I pull my knees up and rest my arms on each. “Why don’t you sit?”

Oliver clears his throat and straightens his back. “With no disrespect, ma'am, but that will be going against my duties.” He says without even looking at me. I giggle at his soldierly manners, finding it quite cute.

“Well, I’m your boss, too. I order you to rest.” I tell him and he glances at me, twitching a smile and I can’t help but give a toothy grin. “It’s been a tiring day. Rafe will understand.” I assure him.

He swallows hard on his saliva and puts the gun to his holster. “Um, t-thank you, ma'am.” He sits down across from me with his leg stretched out while the other is against his chest.

I pull my head back against the tree, silence falling between us. It has come to a complete peace and serenity when you’re just sitting back and relaxing, enjoying the nature that this country has to offer. A small gust of wind brushes against my arm and I let out a breath, cooling down after the amount of hiking that was done.

Being taken out of my trance, I feel something slide out my belt and as I turn my head, a macaque has successfully taken my water bottle, prancing towards a nearby tree. I immediately jump to my feet and chase it, but it has already climbed up, resting himself on a branch while raising his eyebrows as if to tease me.

Scrunching my nose and pressing my brows together, I curse under my breath as he has taken my only source of hydration. Oliver has reached up behind me with a smile on his face, something that I haven’t seen since we have arrived here yesterday. Soon enough, he starts to laugh and I slap him on the shoulder and he quiets down. “Sorry, ma'am, but I haven’t–” He chuckles, “I haven’t seen a woman chase a monkey before.”

Hearing him say that, it is actually quite funny and I can’t help but laugh myself, picturing how dumb I look in his perspective. “How stupid did I look?” I ask him, gradually quieting down.

“Very, very stupid.” He replies, chuckling a little.

Not a minute has gone by since we’ve started to become more comfortable with each other: sharing jokes and stories and our personal lives. Rafe hasn’t been, in any way, pleasant these past few months, that talking to Oliver feels so much different than what I’m used to. There were a few instances that I wanted to rant about him, but Oliver just makes it impossible.

“–So the person goes, blows up the car and the movie ends!” He exclaims, flailing his arms after that mini-rant. “Just there! Can you believe it?” He pushes his back against the tree, giving out a sigh and I giggle.

Someone clears their throat, catching our attention and we see Rafe looking at us. Oliver and I stand and he goes back to his usual soldierly self as I dust the dirt off my thighs. Rafe, who’s currently clenching his jaws, switches his look from me and Oliver. “I found nothing. Let’s go.” He says blandly and we start to descend the mountain. I feel like I’m falling down as I know very well how this will end.

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Back at our hotel room, the airconditioner hums loudly in my ears as I sit on the bed, reading a book while Rafe sits on the dining table, looking at papers. We share no conversation and the air between us feels familiar. I look at him from the edge of my book and he notices me. “You know you shouldn’t talk to our employees.” He says, not even caring to look at me.

I sigh and put my book down, ready to defend myself from another of our countless arguments. “You left both of us alone, you only have yourself to blame.” I say calmly.

“You were flirting with him!” He bursts, ignoring my defense and I am taken aback from his accusation.

We have argued about many things in the past, but this is the first where I’m starting to give up and leave, for real. I have given this relationship many chances but I cannot take this anymore. “Really, Rafe?! Do you really think I would do that?” I raise up from the bed and walk heavily towards the door, not even caring about his answer. I slam the door shut behind me while he calls after my name. I ignore him, not wanting to hear any more of his suspicions and false accusations. For the past months, he gets angry at little details of our relationships: saying that I don’t care about us, or about him, or even about what he does.

My footsteps stomps heavily onto the ground the more I think about it and soon enough, I hear the door behind me shut followed by the same hammering footsteps. He calls out my name but I don’t do anything than to continue walking, giving him the time to realize that I have finally given up with our fight and maybe soon enough, our relationship.

Catching me off guard, I feel his chin rest on my shoulders with his arms wrapping me closer to his chest. “I’m sorry…” He whispers and I stop in my tracks, the first time hearing those words come out of his mouth. “I was jealous,” he pulls tighter and I can feel his stubble rough against my cheeks. “I’m sorry…” He says, softly this time, and I can hear from his quivering voice that he’s fighting the urge to cry.

Nothing leaves my mouth as I’m taken aback from his effort of making things work. He never does this and I just stare blankly onto the never ending hallway.

“I have never met a woman like you who is as accepting, patient and understanding,” He says, starting to move in front of me. “And believe me, I’m trying to be the man you’ve always wanted.” I am touched by his gesture and cannot help but smile slyly. Seeing my lips curling, he smiles himself and pulls me closer to him once again.

“Rafe,” I manage to say, but the rising lump in my throat makes it even harder to spit out anything. “Y-You can be a complete asshole, but you still manage to come back.” I sob softly in his chest, soaking his shirt.

“Am I forgiven?” He asks, his chest rumbling deep as he talked. I nod my head and I feel him hug me tighter, not wanting to let go of our embrace.

I made a promise to myself years ago after breaking off from a bad relationship to never fall in love again. It broke me to pieces when I saw my past boyfriend sleeping with another girl; I loved him and put all my trust into him that finding out that he didn’t feel the same, it ruined me. Rafe suddenly came into my life, picking up the broken pieces of my heart and slowly gluing them back together. I thanked him for saving me and I’m thanking him now for saving us.

Spicy Kisses

Can you please write a one shot where George is dared to eat a habanero pepper and you laugh when he tears up and gets hoarse? Then he grabs you and french kisses you so you feel the burn too as pay back?

  • Warnings: some mild cursing
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It was Christmas break, and I was staying back at Hogwarts this year, along with the Weasleys, Harry, and Hermione. I was snuggled up in a couch in the farthest corner of the Gryffindor common room with Hermione and Ginny, sipping a mug of hot chocolate. Snow was starting to pile up outside, and the common room was decorated with Christmas decorations, as it was Christmas Eve.

Harry and Ron were in the middle of the room, throwing a snitch around and catching it. Fred and George were gone somewhere, probably sneaking around secret passages in the school, and Percy was of course, up in his room doing whatever he was doing. 

Suddenly, the portrait of the Fat Lady burst open and the twins climbed in, their faces pink.

“Alright, everyone around the fire!” Fred got up and stood on his chair, clapping his hands in excitement.

“What do you want, Fred?” Ginny turned towards her older brother and smiled a little in amusement. 

Fred grinned and George stepped forward with an armful of food.

“We are going to bond by eating and playing truth or dare.” George looked around at all of us with a gleam in his eyes and Ron rolled his eyes. 

“It’s late, Fred. Can’t you just leave us alone to relax?” 

George shook his head vigorously. 

“Ronnie-kins, it’s Christmas eve! Time to have fun with your friends and family! Speaking of family, why don’t you get Percy down here Freddie?” Fred shrugged and started up the stairs. 

“It’s worth a shot.”

No less than a minute later, Percy yelled, “I AM NOT GOING TO LET YOU GUYS MAKE ME EAT SLUGS OR WHATEVER AS A DARE!” and slammed his door shut. We heard Fred laughing and he slid down the banister.

“God DAMN. How did he know we were going to make him eat slugs?” I laughed and Fred pulled me, Hermione, and Ginny up to join them next to the fire. 

“Alright everyone! Come on, guys, let’s have some fun!” 

After nearly five minutes of groaning and convincing, everyone finally sat down in a circle. I was seated next to George, my boyfriend, and when his knee brushed against mine, I felt my face get pink. George turned to look at my blushing face and grinned goofily, making me giggle. I loved how he made my entire body go weak even after a year of being with him. 

“Alright. Rock paper scissors and whoever loses has to go first.”

We played a couple of rounds of rock paper scissors until Harry finally lost. He laughed a nervous laugh and George turned towards him.

“Truth or dare, Harry?” 

“Dare.”

“Alright Harry. I want you to send a letter to Cho saying this.”

George then proceeded to list a string of very inappropriate things that Harry should owl to Cho. Harry’s face turned beet red, and he cleared his throat. 

“Um, I think I’d rather um, not.” I laughed at Harry’s flustered face and bit into a cookie, snuggling into George’s arm.

“Ah, backing off from a dare, huh? That’s only something a coward would do, Harry.” George smirked at him and Harry rolled his eyes, clearly bothered a little by being called a coward. 

“Whatever, George. Why doesn’t someone dare you and we’ll see if you’ll do it?” George nodded and turned to us. 

“Alright. Come at me with a dare. Somebody! Anybody!” Fred’s face lit up and he reached behind him. 

“I dare you to eat this.” Fred threw George a jar of red things. I looked over and my smile widened when I saw that it was a jar of habanero peppers. George looked up at Fred with a look of horror.

“Fred, you know I can’t eat spicy things!” 

“You could always back out from it.” Harry smiled evilly and George raised his eyebrows. 

“Do you really think that I will?” George twisted the jar open and pulled out a pepper. I held my breath in anticipation as George observed the pepper and scowled.

“Well, here goes nothing!” He opened his mouth and popped the habanero pepper in, and chewed it slowly. We all watched, grinning, for a reaction. 

“Hmmm… it’s not as spicy as I thought it would be.” My face fell with disappointment. 

“Oh, you’re boring George. I’ll do one now. Truth or dare, Fre–” I was about to give Fred a really good dare that I had just thought of, when suddenly, George sprung up, knocking me over, and I lay sprawled on the floor. 

“OH MY GOD THIS IS REALLY HOT.” I looked up at him in part annoyance and part surprise, and to everyone’s amusement, his face was all red and sweaty. 

“SOMEONE GET ME MILK! I NEED MILK!” I tried to push myself off of the ground, but fell back down because of the laughter that was racking my body. I glanced up at the others, and I couldn’t help but laugh even harder at Ron tripping over furniture while doubling up with laughter and trying to find milk for George. 

Ginny was curled up, and like me, she didn’t seem to be able to uncurl herself because she was giggling so hard. Fred was doing nothing to help his twin brother, but Hermione was crying with silent, somewhat-suppressed laughter while shooting streams of water out of her wand at George in an attempt to help. Harry, on the other hand, accidentally let loose his snitch and it was flapping wildly around the room, occasionally knocking against someone’s head.

“Oh, you think this is funny, don’t you?” George stood panting, staring around at all of us. 

“Y-yeah, George I m-mean if you s-s-saw yourself, you would b-be laughing t-too!” I wiped tears from my face and replied to him, giggling. George turned slowly towards me. 

“Is that so?” 

After a second or two, George lunged towards me and I shrieked in surprise. I felt George’s arms wrap around my waist and pull me closer to him. Despite our awkward position (half-lying down and half-sitting), his lips fell onto my still laughing ones.

“George! What’re you–” My eyes widened slightly at George’s sudden gesture of affection. The room fell silent, and everyone turned to stare at us.

George leaned into me and the kiss grew more passionate. I closed my eyes and gave into him. I raised my hands to rest on his shoulders and held back a moan as he bit my lip slightly. My lips parted a little and George slipped his tongue into my mouth. I smiled and we wrestled with our tongues for a few moments until Ron cleared his throat. 

I pushed away from George and sat up straight, patting my warm cheeks in an attempt to cool them down. 

“What was that, George?” Ginny looked with a half-smirk on her face. 

“I don’t know, George, what was that?” Suddenly, I felt a slight tingling sensation in my mouth. I whipped my head around, wide-eyed, to look at George. 

“You wouldn’t have…” My fears were confirmed when my entire face felt like it had caught on fire. 

“GEORGE!” I shrieked and chased him around the room, aiming punches at him.

“Why, what’s happened? What did he do to her?” 

“HE F*CKING SET MY MOUTH ON FIRE! MY MOUTH IS ON FIRE!” Everyone in the room slowly realized what he had done. 

George only kissed me so that the spiciness of the pepper would spread to me, and he was definitely successful in this, as I felt as if my entire face would drop off from the heat.

George turned around and let me fly into his arms, wrapping me so close to him that I couldn’t do anything.

“I’m sorry love, but I couldn’t help it!” George wheezed through his laughs. I could feel tears streaming down my face from the habanero pepper and glared as George laughed even harder at me. He sank down on the couch, clutching his stomach and handed the milk to me. 

“I’m sorry! Here, drink the milk first. It’ll help!” I snatched the glass from his hand and chugged the entire thing. 

“Hey! I need some of that too!” George sat up and advanced towards me. I giggled and rolled away from him. 

“That’s what you get for doing that to me!” George looked like he could kill me and I shot up from the couch and ran away. 

I ran into his room and turned to shut the door, only to see George sliding in and shutting the door behind us both. 

“You owe me.” I smirked at him and crossed my arms. 

“I don’t owe you anything.” I chuckled as George hugged me and pulled me down to cuddle with him on his bed. 

“Just a kiss to help with the spiciness?” He begged with puppy dog eyes, and I could feel my insides melting at his expression. 

“Oh, alright.” I leaned in and gave him a kiss similar to the one we had in the common room, then pulled back to look at his smiling face. 

“Do you want to go back downstairs?” 

“Nah, let’s just stay here.”

“Sounds good to me.”

I nuzzled into the crook to George’s neck, closing my eyes. Lying down, we listened to the others resuming the game downstairs. George slid his hands up and down my back and I sighed with happiness. After a while, he spoke. 

“Do you still love me babe?” 

I laughed and kissed his cheek. 

“Of course, I still love you, you goof.”