we can see it babe :*)

SHINee taking you to a movie


Originally posted by sibelhomme-tumb

  •  Would walk in to the cinema holding your hand like ‘yeah, she’s my girlfriend, isn’t she beautiful?’
  • Gets a huge box of popcorn and chomps on it more and more as the movie gets climactic 
  • The clumsy man would probably accidentally spill his drink on himself
  • And maybe trip on the way out
  • Has his arm around you for the whole movie and attacks you with cute cheek and nose kisses
  • Won’t shut up about the film for the whole night
  • Makes everyone jealous as he twirls you around and carries you on his shoulders going home
  • “Jagi, I had such a good time with you! I wouldn’t want to go with anyone else! Can we go every weekend baby, please?!” 


Originally posted by key-to-your-heart

  • Will see whatever you want to see as you’re his princess
  • Most likely to do something naughty in the cinema 
  • Like you’ll most definitely feel his hand running up your thigh
  • We all know he’ll be a crier if he see’s a sad movie
  • Calls you babe/baby in front of everyone
  • He won’t stop playing with his hair
  • Everyone will be like ‘who the hell is laughing like that?’ at the funny parts because everyone knows what Key’s laugh is like
  • He’s the type to stay until the credits end just in case anything else happens
  • He’ll probably miss half of the movie because of him kissing you 
  • “We can see whatever you want babe, anything that makes you happy. You are by Princess after all.”


Originally posted by dreamerwithbigeyes

  • He’ll hold your hand but blush the whole way through getting your tickets because of it
  • Before the movie starts he’ll gather up the courage to tell you how pretty you look
  • He’ll miss half of the movie by going to the toilet 24/7 
  • Secretly wants to do something naughty in the cinema but is too shy to initiate it
  • He’ll hold your hand and rub yours with his thumb instead 
  • Asks you questions during the movie like you know what’s gonna happen
  • He’ll probably be asked to be quiet by the people behind you cause he’ll be chatty as hell
  • He’s the type to hear ‘enjoy the movie’ and say ‘you too’ to the assistant
  • “So is she going to to choose the bad guy or the good guy then? Oh yeah, you don’t know. Sorry baby, I’ll try to be quiet.”


Originally posted by herewegobebe

  • Carries your bag for you in to the cinema
  • Doesn’t know what food to get so he gets one of everything
  • Will keep pointing out what’s happening in the film to make sure you understand in an accidentally condescending way
  • He’ll find a reason to cry at a film
  • Yet he’ll still feel good enough to kiss your neck and whisper what he wants to do to you afterwards in the darkness
  • He loves it when you rest your head on his shoulder
  • Wants to feed you sweets and crisps like it’s a picnic
  • You’ll catch him gazing at you just to see your reaction the the film
  • He’ll clap at the end of the film if he enjoyed it for some reason 
  • “I hope you know that just because I’m being a good boy here, doesn’t mean I won’t be doing some very bad stuff with you when we get home, baby girl.” 


Originally posted by fukumin99

  • Minho would beg you to let him watch the sport themed movie
  • But being the softie he is, he’ll watch whatever you decide and at least pretend to be in to it
  • He’s the type to secretly enjoy a chick flick
  • Starts a mini popcorn throwing fight during the film
  • As for skinship, he’d rather take you in to the toilets for a quickie over starting something he can’t finish in public
  • Minho would have all the girls staring at him, even if they were in a relationship too
  • He’ll wait until you’re in bed cuddling to ask you what you thought about the movie and that’ll be your cute bedtime talk before sleeping
  • “Yah, baby, I have to admit it got me a bit teary. I mean when they kissed after all that time! I love spending quality time with you.” 
Mama Y/N - Peter Parker x Reader

/gif not mine. sorry this is shitty i’m typing it up on my phone.

“Make sure you lock all the doors correctly” your mother repeated for like the fiftieth time that day. You just sighed and nodded. “Yes, mother, if someone tries to break in you’ll hear it all the way to London.” You reassured, helping your mother with her bags as she walked towards the door. Just as she walked out the door and sprinted to catch a cab, she yelled at you. “Oh, and Leah is bringing the twins later so you can babysit them!” “What?” You answered, knowing your plans with your boyfriend for later were already ruined. Frustrated, you waved goodbye to your mother and got back in the house.

Picking up your phone, you quickly dialed your boyfriends number. “Hello? This is Peter” Was heard on the other side of the line. “Yeah, I think our date just crashed…” you announced rather upset, to which he quickly responded, “What? Why?” “My mom’s friend is bringing her children for me to babysit later.” You explained. “I see…” he sounded disappointed yet thoughtful. “It’s alright, we can see each other tomorrow, babe.” He declared, before you both said your goobyes and I love yous and ended the call. Though his voice sounded suspicious at the very end, you brushed it off and prepared everything for the twins’ arrival.

Around half an hour later, Leah, your mother’s friend rang your doorbell. She was wearing a beautiful, fancy dress and you immediately knew why she wanted you to babysit. She told the twins to behave themselves, and the four-year-old boys looked at each other and smirked. You took the boys inside after their mom left and before you could make it past the living room, someone knocked at your door. Oh no. The only person that knocked instead of using the doorbell was no other than your boyfriend, Peter Parker. You told the boys to wait for you in the living room -which of course, they didn’t- while you went to the door.

“Hey beautiful.” your boyfriend greeted, offering you a single rose. “Hey stubborn.” You replied gesturing him to come inside, to which he shrugged and walked in. The twins were already playing with some expensive object they would probably break soon. “Why are you here?” You asked while you rushed towards them to take your mother’s favorite vase from their power. “Well, I couldn’t wait to see you so I thought I could come and help you out…” he explained himself, staring at you and the twins, the three of you looking back at him. “Well, this is James and this is Jake,” his eyes widened as he finally paid close attention to their faces, which were practically identical. “I really hope they like you.”

“How can you tell them apart?” He asked confused, trying to find something that could be his answer. But the fact that they were wearing the exact same clothes didn’t help a lot, either. “I’ve been babysitting them since they were born,” you explained, “I’ve learned each one of their differences.” He wished he could do that right now. Suddenly James hit Jake and they both started running around the coffee table that sat in the middle of the living room. “James!” You scolded, looking at one boy. “Jake!” Looking at the other boy. And poor Peter just stared at you, completely confused and admiring you.

“Let’s go to the playing room!” You announced and they both cheered and ran out. “Can you keep an eye on them and play a movie while I get snacks?” You half asked half begged, to which he agreed, but looked quite terrorized. You quickly took a pack of chocolate chip cookies out of the pantry and poured them on a plate, took two plastic cups out of the cabinet and poured milk on them. Gracefully, you took the snacks to the playing room where Peter and the twins laid on the couch already, watching the movie, cuddling against one another. It was quite a scene to watch. “Moana…” you said, calling the attention of the three boys, and as soon as the twins saw you, they started running around. “Cookies! Mama Y/N brought cookies!” They both cheered in unison. Peter looked at you with a funny look.

“They started shooting questions as soon as you left” he said, looking at the boys. “My name, age, job, one of them even asked for my intentions with you!” You laughed, placing the plate and cups on the little table in front of them. “And… Mama Y/N?” He asked after the boys sat and started eating the cookies. You just chuckled. “As I said, they’ve known me since forever. I’m like their second mother…” you stopped talking when he smiled and looked at the ground. “What?” You asked, kind of offended. “Nothing.” He answered, shaking his head in denial. “Actually, this.” He said, quickly pressing his lips to yours. You were about to kiss him back, but a pair of ‘eww’s were heard from behind you. You both blushed and laughed it off.

The four of you spent the afternoon playing around and watching Disney movies. Peter didn’t learn how to tell the twins apart, though, he just called their names randomly. Later, when Leah came to pick the boys up, Peter opened the door and invited Leah in while you finished helping them tie their laces. As soon as they saw their mom they started yelling “Mama Y/N has a boyfriend! Mama Y/N has a boyfriend!” Peter blushed and you laughed, “shhh… you’re too young.” They both laughed as they left, making kissing noises until they got to the car.

Originally posted by fuckyeahtonystark

Romantic Relationship with Rung

● Rung is the most thoughtful caring boy ™

● Rung will always 100% have time for his partner. Oh, he’s with a patient? Well, then his partner might have to wait a little while. He does still have a job to do, after all… Unless it’s something very very serious. In which case, his patients understand. ‘You go man. Go take care of your babe we can reschedule for two o'clock Monday see you then.’

● He always knows when his partner is feeling down. Always. No matter how hard said partner tries to hide it. He will not rest until they feel better. Hugs and kisses will help? He’s all over that. They just need some space? Alright. They’ll definitely find cute little love notes and sweets set out for them in their room, though.

● Rung will pull his partner into his lap to give soft kisses and loving words. He’ll rest his head in the crook of their neck, his arms around their waist, and there is definitely a chance he’ll fall asleep like this. Let him rest. It’s been a long day and you would not believe the things he has had to put up with on this ship.

● Alternatively, if his partner is bigger than him, Rung will stand on their lap and smooch their entire face. There is no escape. He will also definitely sleep in their lap.

● Pick this boy up and smother him with kisses. His flustered expression is completely worth it and his giggling is the greatest reward. If in public, his cooling fans will immediately kick on and he will stutter. Help this flustered boy.

me: i’m okay. this is all going to hell but i’m okay
crazy ex girlfriend: the instrumental to ‘what’ll it be’ plays in the background while greg doubts rebeccas feelings for him 
me: …. no no no no
crazy ex girlfriend: greg self-sabotages and pushes rebecca away before he can get pushed away because he doesn’t think he’s enough 

He Tian: How much do you love me?

Mo Guan Shan: Look outside and count the stars. That’s how much I love you.

He Tian: But it’s morning… there are no stars

Mo Guan Shan: *blushing* T-the sun is a star… t-the biggest star we can see from earth…

He Tian: *blushes furiosly* B-babe…

Chapter 19 (Behind the Walls)

Behind the Walls Masterlist

Pairing: Professor!Bucky X Reader

Words: 1,164

Warnings: Nothing I think!

Summary: You are currently getting your PhD in Art History, your dissertation being about The Power of Nudity in Art. Your advisor recommends you switch from being her TA to another professor because she feels her health is declining and wants you to get the best help/advice from someone new. She recommends Dr. James Barnes and believes he will be of great help to you. Things don’t turn out as you plan.

A/N: I am so sorry guys. I have been caught up with Grad school applications and school and other stuff but thanks for sticking with me! I love you all!! Let me know if you want to be tagged.

Tagging: @clairefxkingtemple@confidentrose@vashanatasha@your-puddin@shamvictoria11@gatorgal94@dreeams-unwind@sandycoelho@bellejeunefillesansmerci@thetruthin@mizzzpink@kashicanhaz@alswonderland@fantasticimpaladoctor@gashps@nbbuck@maece-rette@harleyscheekheart @pentaholicemmi417 @sorryidontspeakgrounder-world @ifoundlove-x0vanessa0x @buckyshattergirl @lostinspace33 @iyanahhhhhh @angel–radio

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Secret - Jason DiLaurentis

Requested by anonymous

“I don’t know, but I don’t trust him,” Emily said as Jason left The Brew.

“Oh come on, how do we know he’s A?” you asked your best friends.

“Y/N,” Spencer started. “I know you’ve had a crush on him for a while but we need to keep our options open. Regardless of our personal relationships.”

“Personal relationship?” you questioned. “Jason has never even given me the time of day,” you lied. “I just don’t see how he could be an A suspect, regardless of the “evidence” we may have on him.”

“Y/N,” Spencer began to argue.

“He’s your brother, Spencer! Do you really think he’s capable of hurting you, or Ali, or any of us? You saw him on the Halloween train, there’s no way he knew about Ali’s body.”

“Uhh, I don’t know, but all of this thinking is giving me a headache,” Hanna said, effectively ending the argument between you and Spencer. The girls began to talk about meaningless things, like their bed buddies or school, but you couldn’t let it go.

“Maybe the reason Jason seems so suspicious to us all is because we constantly stalk him. He’s probably noticed us staring, and feels uncomfortable.”

“Staring?” Aria asked with a slight smirk. “You’re the only one here who stares at him,” she joked. You huffed and grabbed your coffee. 

“I’ve gotta go,” you said as you made your way to the door.

“Y/N, I was joking,” Aria called after you. 

“Let her go,” Spencer said. “She needs time to cope with this. She’s still so incredibly in love with him.” You felt like arguing with them, clarifying that you don’t love him, but you knew if they saw your face, they would know you were lying. 

You began to walk towards your house, but instead decided to call Jason.

“Hello?” he answered.

“Hey, it’s me,” you said.

“Hey, babe, what’s up?” your boyfriend of five months asked.

“What are you doing?”

“Nothing, I was just gonna head up to Philly to drop something off to my friend. Weren’t you just with the girls at the Brew?”

“Yeah, we kind of got in a fight about, uh-”

“Me being A,” Jason finished. 

“Yep,” you said tiredly. You had this conversation with the girls almost everyday, but they never seemed to agree with you.

“Do you wanna come with me?” Jason asked, knowing you needed to get out of town.

“Can I?”

“I’ll meet you at our usual spot in fifteen minutes? Bring some clothes, we can make a weekend of it.”

“Thanks, babe. I love you. See you soon.”

“Love you, too. Bye, Y/N,” he said, hanging up. You began walking back to your house. Jason really could of picked you up at your house, but you couldn’t risk the girls seeing his car in your driveway. You had set up a secret location to meet at that the girls didn’t knew nothing about. You packed your bag and drove to the antique store about a mile out of town.

“Hey,” Jason said when you climbed into his car. 

“Hey,” you said as you kissed his soft lips. He placed a hand on your knee and looked at you concerned.


“Yup.” There was nothing you hated doing with Jason. Even the things you hated doing normally were enjoyable with Jason. He comforted you the entire drive up to Philly, making you forget about the fight you had with the girls. 

“I’ll just be a second,” he said as he got out of the car to drop off the package to his friend. You nodded and checked your phone for the first time since you left Rosewood. There were a few texts from the girls asking if you were okay. You were about to text them back when you got another one. 

If you don’t tell them, I will. -A

Attached was a picture of the girls in a restaurant. One that was in Philly.


“What?” Jason asked as he entered the car again.

“Oh it’s nothing,” you said as you placed your phone back in your purse.

“Y/N? I know when you’re lying to me.”

“It’s nothing, Jase,” you said as you ran a hand through his hair. “I just forgot to tell my mom where I was going so she was pissed.” Jason looked at you like he didn’t believe you, but didn’t argue. 

“Do you wanna get something to eat before we get to my apartment?”

“Uh, no, I’m good,” you said distractedly. 

“Y/N, what’s going on? Is it A?” Jason asked concerned. 

“No! I’m just tired,” you grumbled, turning away from him. 

“Fine,” Jason said as he pulled up to his apartment. You brought your stuff up in silence, and rested on the couch. “I’m gonna go grab something to eat. Are you sure you don’t want anything?” 

“Jason, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t of snapped at you. I’m still upset about the fight with the girls. It was wrong of me to take it out on you,” you said as you placed your hands on his broad chest. He smiled and put his hands over yours. 

“I understand, Y/N. But maybe we should tell them.” You sighed. “Oh come on, Y/N. At least just think about it.”

“I don’t wanna think about it. All I can think about is you, and how we have this whole apartment to ourselves,” you said seductively as you wrapped your arms around his neck. He leaned in and kissed you passionately, placing a hand on the back of your head, opening your mouth to let his tongue explore your mouth.

“You having sex with me is not gonna stop us from having this conversation,” he said breathlessly. You bit your lip and laughed.

“True, but it will push it off for a little while. And I really want to,” you said as Jason laid you down on his bed.


“I love you,” you said breathlessly afterwards, placing your head on Jason’s exposed chest. Jason chuckled as he kissed your forehead.

“I love you, too.” The doorbell to the apartment rang and you sat up. 

“It’s probably the Chinese food we ordered,” you said as you got up and covered your body in a robe. 

“The money’s on the counter,” Jason hollered after you.

“Thanks,” you said as you grabbed the cash and made your way to the door. You had left your phone on the bedside table so you didn’t see the text from A.

I warned you. -A

“Y/N-” Jason began to yell as you opened the door.

“Jason, I’m sorry but- Y/N?!”

“Spencer?!” You stared at the four confused faces looking back at you.

“What are you doing here?” Aria asked.

“Uhm,” you began as Jason walked forward.

“What are you all doing here?” he asked angrily.

“We got a text from A, and we thought we had proof that it was you. So we came all the way to Philly to catch you,” Spencer said as she tried to process what was happening in front of her. 

“What’s going on here?” Emily asked you.

“It’s obvious isn’t it?” Hanna said. 

“Hanna,” you stopped her. “Jason and I have been dating for about five months now. I haven’t told you because you all think he’s an A suspect. I was afraid of what you would all say.”

“I understand,” Aria said first. “I have been in the same position as you, I know why you would hide your relationship.”

“Thanks, Aria.” You looked at the others.

“Me too,” Emily said.

“Yeah, me too,” Hanna added in.

“You should of told us, Y/N. We would of believed you,” Spencer stated lastly.

“Thanks, guys. Uhm, now could you leave? We are kind of in the middle of a romantic weekend, and it’s not really romantic with the four of you.” They laughed and said goodbye. You shut the door on them and leaned up against it, letting out a sigh. 

“That wasn’t so hard was it?” Jason asked as he placed his hands on the door behind you. You laughed and kissed him.

“No it wasn’t. Now where were we?” you asked as you pulled him close.

“We were just about to get in the shower,” he said before dragging you towards the bathroom with him. He lifted you up and wrapped your legs around his waist.

“I love you, Jason,” you said.

“I love you, too, Y/N. And no one will ever get between us,” he said as he kissed you again.

XXL // stiles stilinski

request: Can you do a stiles imagine where he drops the XXL condom in class and beforehand he asked you to hang out after school and he was acting weird with Scott all day and looking at you/flirting. And when he drops it everyone stares at you in class??? 

word count: 1240

  Stiles’ warm, eager brown eyes scanned the hallway for a glimpse of the all too familiar and exceptionally perfect body of Y/N Y/L/N. To Stiles, Y/N was the embodiment of everything wonderful in the world, she was sunshine in human form. And Stiles himself had the pleasure of calling her his, just as he was completely and utterly hers. He found her at her locker, like she always was at this point in the school day, and almost knocked over three students as he rushed toward her. He stopped in front of her locker, his hand on the small of her back as he came to a halt. 

  “Afternoon, gorgeous,” he smiled at Y/N, grin widening when he saw her smile back at him. “So, guess what?” 

  “Coach is finally letting you play in an actual game?” 

  “No, I-” 

   “You’re getting butt implants? ‘Cause let’s face it that thing is looking a bit like a really flat pancake…” 

   “Y/N! No, I-” 

   “You’ve finally gotten over that super embarrassing fear of scary movies so you’re going to take me to see Lights Out and you’re not gonna get scared and accidentally throw popcorn all over the people in back of us and get us kicked out of the theater during the coming attractions like last time?” 

   “Oh my god, Y/N, this is not the time for jokes. We both know I’m never going to see another movie again- that’s not even the point! Shush for a second, will ya, babe?” He asked, running his hands through his sloppily gelled hair, as he always did when he was becoming flustered. Y/N nodded at him, suppressing giggles behind her tight-lipped grin. Stiles took a deep breath, cracking another smile at her. “Anyways, my dad is staying very late at the station today. I’m talking seven o'clock late. Which means that you should come over. For alone time.” He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively, and she could no longer hold back her laughter. 

   “How can I resist that extremely sexy, albeit slightly odd, eyebrow thing you got going on?” Y/N replied, shutting her locker and smirking at Stiles. “I’m assuming hijinks are going to ensue, am I correct in this assumption?” 

   “Extremely correct, baby girl, ‘cause I’m already quite prepared.” He matched her smirk, taking her hand and gently moving her to the other side of the hallway in a corner where they were sure to have at least a minute of privacy. He fumbled with his shirt pocket, producing a shiny, blue square package from inside of it. “See, prepared. Think you can wait until after school this time?” He teased, placing the condom in the back pocket of his jeans and recalling a time when she had been so frustrated during class that she had practically shoved him out the door when the bell rang, dragging him to the nearest janitor’s closet. 

   “Shut up,” she mumbled, folding her arms and looking down at her sneakers, her face warm. “Stop bringing that up, geez.” 

   “I thought it was adorable, angel,” he said, tilting her chin up. “And very, very hot. You’re the hottest, most beautiful girl ever, you know that?” He leaned down to press a kiss to her soft lips, pulling away with a disappointed groan when the bell above their heads rang. “Aw, shit. I don’t wanna leave you,” he pouted playfully, giving her hand a soft squeeze. 

   “You’ll see me in an hour, babe, we can part for an hour. Look, there’s your boyfriend now. Bye, cutie,” Y/N gave him a quick, chaste peck on the cheek before walking quickly down the hallway, disappearing into the English classroom. Stiles sighed, turning to face Scott. 

  “You’re so in love with her, it’s adorable,” Scott cooed, clapping Stiles on the back as they made their way out into the courtyard, slamming their backpacks on the closet lunch table. “What are you doing after school?” 

  Stiles froze, eyes widening in fear. He fumbled around in his brain for an excuse, Scott watching with his eyebrows raised. “I- um, you know, gotta study and be a good student and do homework and definitely not let hijinks ensue while my dad isn’t home. Why you ask? What are you trying to say? Are you saying I can’t be a good student, because Lydia isn’t allowed to be the only one with good grades, okay, Scott? Get off my case, man!” 

  Scott blinked three times, confused. Stiles’ heart was pounding a million miles a minute, for reasons Scott didn’t understand. His question hadn’t been that hard to answer, had it? “Wait, what? I just wanted to know if we could hang out, but clearly there’s something else going on. Are you going to tell me or do I have to force it out of you later?” 

  Forced laughter, nervous and panicky, tumbled from Stiles’ lips. “Something else? You’re funny, Scott. Haha, hilarious. Oh, look at the time. I’m late for my appointment. Gotta blast,” he said, pretending to check his watch before grabbing his bag and darting off in the other direction, leaving a thoroughly confused and slightly scared Scott in the dust. His best friend sighed, shaking his head as he plopped open his textbook. 

   “The period just started, and he wasn’t even wearing a watch,” Scott mumbled to himself, rolling his eyes. 

   An hour later, Y/N was seated behind Stiles in Coach’s class, Scott next to him and casting him strange looks every few minutes, which Stiles blatantly ignored as the lesson droned on. Coach looked around the class, asking loudly, “Does anybody have a quarter? A quarter?” Stiles nodded to himself, happy that the could prove useful to Coach once and for all. 

  “Yep,” he said, reaching into his back pocket. Before he realized what he was doing, the condom packet flew out of his shaking hands, his mouth dropping open as the packet seemed to fall to the tiled floor in slow motion. He blinked at it, as if it would disappear if he closed his eyes hard enough. It landed quietly, and the entire class leaned over in their chairs to see what had fallen.  

   Every single student in the room turned to stare at Y/N, who was sinking lower and lower in her seat with each stare that came her way. Coach bent down, picking it up. “Stilinski… I think you, uh, you dropped this.” Coach glanced over at Y/N as well, causing her face to burn as she buried her head in her sweater. Stiles, mouth still agape, stuttered out a quiet and embarrassed apology, to which Coach paid no mind. Scott stared at Stiles with a grin on his face, even more amused than Coach. The silence of the class was broken by laughter, and it didn’t help that the entire class now knew what size condom Stiles Stilinski had to wear in order to have sex with Y/N Y/L/N. 


  When the attention was back on Coach’s obscure lesson, Stiles swiveled in his chair to face his girlfriend, who by now looked as if she were on the verge of murdering someone. “Baby, I-” 

   “All you had to do was get out a freaking quarter,” she said, shaking her head at him. “That’s all you had to do, Stilinski.” 

   “Well, at least now everyone knows I wasn’t lying about how big my-” 

   “End that sentence and I end you.” 

   “Duly noted. Are we still on for after school?” 

in broad daylight

author’s note: based off that instastory video from roman. i finished this a lot sooner than i thought i would because i was really inspired by roman’s hot bod. enjoy!

warning: smut

She’s annoyed.

She’s annoyed that Roman can turn her on so easily even when he isn’t trying – like right now, while she lounges next to him on the couch of his roof balcony. It’s a rare warm day in Dortmund and he suggested hanging out on the roof to enjoy the sunny day, so she changed into her bikini before joining him on the balcony. And now, he isn’t doing anything particularly interesting – in fact, he’s just scrolling through his phone – but he’s shirtless, and she’s always loved his toned, tattooed torso.

She observes him from her perch at the end of the couch. His strong jawline, his sweaty hair, his bottom lip tucked in between his teeth as he reads something on his phone screen. Even the littlest things can turn her on and start a pit of desire in the bottom of her stomach.

So she huffs in frustration and scoots a little closer to him, hoping that he’ll pay attention to her. But he doesn’t. She even positions her arms to make her boobs stick out, but he’s oblivious. Finally, she gives in and reaches out to touch his arm.

“Pay attention to me,” she whines, squeezing his bicep.

He chuckles and glances at her. “Yes, sweetheart? Can I help you?”

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anonymous asked:

Can I have a scenario with Kuroo, Bokuto, Oikawa and Iwaizumi where they are watching a movie at home with their chubby s/o, and while they both are having popcorn, one falls between their s/o breasts without her noticing and they get "bothered" by that and want to get it out? It can be funny or naughty your choice. Thank you!!🤗🤗💖

Hi! I hope you liked what i wrooote!


Bokuto Koutarou

The popcorn falls into your chest and Bokuto had he urge to just grab it.

The movie was interesting in tour opinion. It had your full attention.

“_-_____-chan?” He says with blushed cheeks. Should he just get it?

You hum in response and still focus your eyes on the movie.

He bites his lip and says, “Can i have some popcorn?” You nod and he takes the popcorn that fell between your breasts and eats it.

You were still watching the movie though.

Kuroo Tetsuro

He wanted to get it sooo bad.

But he couldnt just grab it out of your boobs though.

You watched the movie, completely unaware of the piece of popcorn between the valley of your breasts.

Kuroo smirked and leaned forward to kiss you, catching you bt surprise. You melt into the kiss and cup his face.

His hands reach under your shirt and make theor way towards your chest.

He finds the popcorn and pulls away, the popcorn in his hand.

You stare at him, mouth slightly open, cheeks mildly blushed.

He puts he popcorn in his mouth and watches the movie.

Iwaizumi Hajime

“”__-______.“ Iwaizumi whispers. You two were at the cinema watching a movie (obvs) and a piece of popcorn falls into your chest.

You were aware of what just happened. But you just wanted to mess with the bara.

“Yes Iwa-chan?” You say innocently as you turn to look at him.

His cheeks turn pink, even in the dark room you could see it.

“You have um, in your shirt.” He says pointing at his chest.

You look at him, feining confusion “What do you mean?”

He sighs. “You have popcorn in your-”

“Can you get it for me?” You whisper into his ear, your hand on his thigh.

He gulps and stares into your eyes. He knew what you wanted. The familiar tightness in his pants made him shift in his seat.

“Why don’t we leave and see if I can get it for you.”

Oikawa Tooru

“Babe popcorn in your boobs.” He says pointing at your chest.

You look at him and your cheeks turn pink.

“Don’t look Tooru, i’ll take it out…” you say as he stares at your chest.

He leans forward, licks his lips as he stares at yours.

“Can i take it out for you?” He says as he cups your face. His sexy smirk making your face heat up in embarassment.

“O-only if you want to.”

He dives into your neck and sucks at it. Your eyes closing as he kisses and licks the back of your ear.

His lips wander to your chest as he leaves hickeys all over it, his brown hair tickling your neck.

He burried his head into your chest and bit the popcorn.

With the popcorn between his teeth, he pulls away and stares into your eyes leaving you flustered from the lack of contact.

“Got it.”

Win or Lose

Originally posted by incrediyeol

Genre: Smut

Group/Member: iKON/ Hanbin

A/N: So I’ve stated before I don’t think I’m that great of a smut writer, because I think they are all the same. This is the last pre-written smut I have to upload, but I’m gonna work to change the format and structure of my smut scenarios because I feel like they all turn out the same. So yeah expect different smut formats in the future :)

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anonymous asked:

Can you please write a really smutty Dylann Roof imagine where he takes you out to dinner, then takes you home and dominates you?

Of course I can love!!! Enjoy

The lights were dim, but it was made up by the candle in the middle of the table. Dylann sitting on the other side his blue eyes staring into you, “This place is really fancy” you said looking around the room. “I know, but if it’s too much we can leave”, you could see his gaze falter down to the tablecloth, “No babe, it’s perfe-”

“Are you ready to order your meal” a tall lanky boy interrupted, looking at Dylann waiting for him to reply. Then his eyes turned to you, looking you over “And what will the beautiful lady be having”, you saw Dylanns knuckles turn white from gripping the table, thankful when he left.

The night was good, you and Dylann talked and laughed making fun of the people around you. For dessert you got cherry cheesecake while Dylann ordered one glass of whiskey, “You should really get some dessert babe, you’re gonna regret it later”. He smiled to himself  watching you “I’m good”.

The waiter came back giving Dylann the check but staring at you the entire time, you tried to ignore him. He grabbed a napkin and reached forward lifting it up to your face slowly wiping at you chin, “All cleaned up” he whispered. You were disgusted and looked towards Dylann, he was pissed, slamming the money on the table and grabbing your hand “We’re going home”.

Trying to make him feel better on the way home he was still pissed, so you stopped trying.

Going inside he held the door open for you, but the second it shut he grabbed you putting a hand on either side of your face pressing his lips against yours, teeth hitting teeth. His whiskey flavored tongue entered your mouth while his hand slid down your face, fingers curling around your throat applying pressure. Both walking backwards bumping into stuff all while his tongue licked over your teeth, his spit coating your tongue. Your waist hit the kitchen table where he pushed you down, hitting your back against the wood hurt but you still moaned out loving the pain. Dylann stood over you, gripping your thighs, numb where his fingertips pressed down already forming bruises. “I think I want my dessert now”, and he pushed your dress up exposing your pink lace panties, he stopped to play with the little pink bow in the front “These are cute babe, too bad you won’t be needing them” he ripped the pretty lace away leaving you bare in front of him. Watching as his pink tongue licked over his lips before he leaned down licking you, closing your eyes and moaning out at the pleasure Dylann was causing. Sliding your hands into his blonde hair pushing his head down before he pulled his face away, “ I’m in charge” he said climbing on top of you grabbing your jaw, “Do you understand” . The only thing you could do was shake your head yes before he unzipped his pants pulling out his cock. He started stroking himself in front of you, watching as his thumb went over the red tip spreading the precum around. Your mouth started watering and you reached out to touch him, pleasure him but he smacked your hand away, “I don’t think so sweet girl, I decide what happens”. He grabbed your leg lifting it up before he thrusted into you, pushing all the way in you could feel his hipbones digging into your skin. Leaning forward pushing against your leg, your knee was almost by your face. Dylanns eyes were focused on your face watching how your lips parted to moan, your eyes widened when he thrusted extra hard. Sliding your hands along his chest feeling the sweat forming over his tensed muscles, grabbing both your hands in one of his he held them above your head. His other hand went up to your mouth where he shoved two fingers between your lips and you happily sucked on them spit drooling out either side of your mouth. “Your such a fucking naughty bitch” he squeezed your wrist tighter and pressed down, your leg stretching farther up almost painful, so you bit down on his fingers. “God damn it” he pulled your lower jaw down and spit into your open mouth. “Babe I’m so fucking close your cunt feels so good”, he gave a few more hard thrust before he pulled out stroking himself, throwing his head back letting out a grunt as he came all over your tummy. Catching your breath and staring up admiring the man above you. He gathered some of his come on the end of his fingers, before sliding it between your lips while his blue eyes glistened watching you suck it off. “Such a good girl.”


Word Count: 1735
Pairing: Bucky x Reader
Warnings: SO. MUCH. FLUFF.
Summary: Bucky takes you out to find the perfect gift for your birthday
A/N: GO TELL @magic-and-timetravel HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! Taylor is the most wonderful soul, you guys. She’s an asolute treasure. INSPIRATION:
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“Put this on,” Bucky demands, handing you one of your scarves.

Ha, yeah right. Like you’re gonna–oh. He’s serious. Your face scrunches in confusion as you take the cloth trying to think of a reason you’d need to be blindfolded.

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Pissed ~S.W.~

Summary: you’re annoyed and Sam is being dumb.

Requested: yes

Note: this was supposed to be done like a month ago. I’m dumb

I was at home with my boyfriend Sammy. I was just trying to have a chill day because I was annoyed. It was just one of those day, and Sam knew. He lived for pissing me off. He was currently poking my face

“Babe. Babe. Babe. Babe. Babe. I love you. Y/n y/n y/n. Hey ba-”

“SAM SHUT THE ACTUAL FUCK UP.” I scream at him snatching his hand from my face.

“Well maybe if you paid attention to me”

“Sam I’m pissed off right now. You know that. Why do you do this.”

“I’m sorry babe lets just cuddle and watch movies.” He says pulling me close.



Y/n was in another one of her moods. She was pissed off at everything for no reason. I always took this time to annoy her.

She always looked so cute. Her jaw would clench and cross her arms. Her eyes would squint at me and her brow furrowed. She was just so cute but slightly intimidating.

We were cuddling and I want to see how mad I can make her.



“I like your face”

“Shut the hell up Sam”



“I like your face a lot”

“Sam” she was giving me the warning.

“Okay but babe?”

“Yes babe?”

“You’re face is re-”

“SAM SHUT THE FUCK UP. YOU KNOW WHAT IM DONE. Get the fuck out of my house. Now” she says. My eyes widen. She just kicked me out.

I stand up and she throws her head down into the pillows. I walk to the door then open and close it. I silently walk back behind her couch. I crouch down and hide behind it.

“Fuck I’m so stupid. God damn it Sam” she says starting to stand.

“Yes?” I pop up.

“FUCKING CHRIST. SAMUEL. WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU” she says beating my chest. She just screamed like she was being stabbed. I laugh as she just glares at me.

“I’m sorry babe” I say trying to catch my breath.

“Hey Babe?” She asks sitting in my lap. I was now focused on the tv. One of my favorite shows was on.

“Hm?” I say mindlessly putting my hands on her thighs.

“I love you” she says kissing my cheek.

“Ok” I say not paying attention.

“Really? Sam. Sam. Babe. Babe. Babe.”

“Y/n babe. I’m trying to watch tv.” I say

“And I was just trying to relax.” She says as she starts poking my face. Oh my god. This little devil.

Date Night

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A/N: I decided to do something different. I wanted to make a fresh new idea and knowing my racing thoughts, I hope this turned out well! Thank you for requesting and feel free to send in asks!

Oh Sehun x Reader fluff

Summary: Whether it be a bad day at work or running into your ex at a date, Sehun is there to make you feel better.

Word Count: 1,400

Today was probably the worst day at work. Every customer that came to you had a snappy attitude and you would clench your teeth when repeating the same thing over and over. “I’m sorry ma’am. It’s store policy.” What made matters worse was your manager going through PMS or something that day. She’s normally rude, but you regretted taking on your friend’s shift on this particular day. She was yelling demands left and right, most of them pointed to you.

It was a miracle that she let you go when you clocked out. Your co-workers gave you looks of envy as you waved ‘bye.’ Even one of them mouthed a ‘save me’ when you looked back at the store entrance. The poor soul.

You made it home fine without killing anyone and all you wanted was to change to some comfy pjs and watch some cheesy dramas. Opening the door, there was a pair of shoes at the entrance. A sincere smile graced your lips as you called out for your boyfriend. “Sehun, are you home?”

He comes out of your bedroom and slides on his socks next to you to pull you into a tight hug. It was rare that he would be home early from practice. You were happy that you now had someone to stay home with. “Jagi, you look tired.”

“I know. Today was a really bad day at work, but seeing you makes it all better,” you got up on the tip of your toes to peck his lips. You walk in to the bathroom and get the water running for a hot bath. On the other side of the door, Sehun knocks. “Hey, let’s go out. There’s a movie that I want to see.” In the tub, you wash your body as you think about his suggestion. Did you really want to go out? No.

You clear your throat as you replied, “I don’t know. I’m pretty beat, babe. Can we go another night?” You can’t see it, but Sehun’s pouting. “I can’t. I begged my manager hyung to let us out tonight to spend time with you. The rest of the week or so, I’ll be at the dorms.” Hearing that, you huffed to yourself. You missed spending time with your boyfriend and he asked to be let off early for you. You couldn’t possibly give up this opportunity to go out on a date with him.

Sehun was still waiting out the door and jumped a little when you opened the door. He didn’t hear you finishing up. You look up at him smiling as you told him that you’d get ready within a few minutes. His charming smile shined as he playfully guided to your room.

When you got to the theater, Sehun gave you money to get popcorn as he went to get the tickets. It was good that he suggested it because the snack line was a bit long. To kill time, you plugged in your iPod as the line slowly moved. You felt a tap on your shoulder so you removed an earphone and turned to the mysterious person.

Just when you thought your day couldn’t get any worse, this person was standing in front of you proving you wrong. It was your ex. It’s been years since you’ve seen him. And to say that things ended bad was an understatement.

At first, he seemed like such a nice guy. He was sweet, caring, just all the things you liked in a guy. Little did you know that it was all an act. About a year into the relationship, he started acting weird and asking for money. You didn’t think too much into it in the beginning, until he asked for larger amounts.

One day, you pretended to go into work and followed him around. He walked into some old apartment building in the run-down part of town. Trying to stay on his tail without getting caught, you watched him as he reached in the duffle bag and hand some lady, that looked the same age as you, a large sum of cash.

You were furious and asked loudly what the hell was going on. Turns out, the girl was his real girlfriend and he only went out with you for money. The girl was fast on her feet and ran with the money, leaving even her boyfriend behind. You were ready to call the police, but he begged you not to. He got on his knees promising that he would pay back every penny. Luckily, he did pay it all back.

He gave you a nervous smile and a shaky wave. “H-hey, Y/N. Didn’t think I’d see you here.” You showed no sign of even wanting to stand within five feet near him, let alone interact with him. “Funny, I didn’t think I’d ever see you again period, but I guess we’re both disappointed.” You put the earphone back in before he could get a word in and turned your back to him.

Internally, you were praying that he would leave you alone and your night with Sehun goes without a hitch. Once you were done with your purchase, you met with Sehun in front of the theater he bought the tickets for and he grabs the soda from you. Hand in hand, your smile comes back and walk inside. Let’s have a good time, huh? you tell yourself. The theater room had those comfy, couch like seats inside. You turn to your boyfriend in shock, “How much did these tickets cost?”

“Don’t worry your pretty little head, okay? Just relax and have fun,” he assures. Butterflies fluttered in your stomach. When Sehun wasn’t being sassy, he was the sweetest boyfriend you could ever ask for. He always made you feel like the most special girl in his life. A real upgrade from your ex.

When the movie was over, you ran straight to the bathroom. You didn’t notice Sehun calling out for you as you left him behind to gather the soda and popcorn bucket. The amount of soda was too much for you and you’ve been holding it in since the middle of the movie.

Done with your business, you walk out and saw your boyfriend sitting on a bench with the bucket refilled. You were about to run to him when some person just stepped in front of you. Him again. Will he ever give it a rest? You tried to walk around him, but he kept moving in your way. No choice left, you just glare at him. “What do you want?”

He scratches the back of his neck as his cheeks were blushing yet his eyes never left yours. “I was thinking, Y/N, and I want to say that I’m still really sorry about what happened back then. And if I’m not too late, can we give us another go? Please, give me a chance.” The guy had the nerve to grab your hands and ask you to take him back. He was telling you some sob story that his ex-girlfriend was demanding money and only using him; his feelings for you were “real.”

You pulled your hands away and as you were going to tell him to piss off, someone came in between you. “Who the hell are you?” Sehun asked in a really low voice. Your ex tried to match his level but was easily looked over as he was shorter than Sehun. You stood behind Sehun smirking. “I-I’m talking to her, so just mind your own business and get lost kid,” your ex stammers.

“You see, this is my girlfriend so this is my business. Now move,” Sehun’s glare was seething through your ex. He looked a bit scared as he moved for the both of you. Just so he would get the message more clearly Sehun wrapped his arm around you and said in his normally playful voice, “Let’s go home, babe.”

Once you were far enough you looked back to see your ex looking down with a heartbroken expression. You laughed at the sight. “Wow, I never knew you were like this.” He had a smug look on his face, “I looked cool, huh.” You push him away, both of you laughing.

“Whatever, let’s just go home.” He throws his arm on your shoulder still laughing as you walked along. So you had a nice date after all.

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