what will i do without my baby girl

When your Non-black girlfriend thinks you’re a coon.


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“I love you baby”

“I love you too baby…you’re my nigga”

“Who am I baby?”

“Ummm you’re my nigga baby”

*long awkward grunt*

“Baby dont be offended, i’m practically a black girl on the inside.”

“Hmmmmm oh my gud…my bad wrong number.”

“But this is a face to face conversation”

“Beep… You have dialed the wrong…”

“What am i going to do without you?”

“Date one of all those lives that matter.”

Good Girl

Anonymous said:
Can you write a daddy kink one with Calum or Michael with a lot of teasing and spanking and overstimulation and being called Kitten and Princess omg pls that would be some lit quality shit

fuck ya girly i gotchu 

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Pillows surrounded us as the movie played softly in the background. His finger tips ran along my spin coming up to play with the ends of my hair. “How was class today, princess?” Calum whispered. “It wasn’t the best, but you’re here and that’s all that matters.” I smiled. Calum took my chin in-between his fingers, looking at my lips, then right back at me.

“Mm, you look so fucking good right now,” Calum bites his lip. I rolled my eyes smiling, when his hand comes down to my hips squeezing it. “Don’t roll you eyes at me again, kitten.” His eyes stared me down. “Yes, daddy,” I nodded, leaning into his touch. “C’mon princess, I have a surprise for you.” Calum said. “Oh, but I don’t wanna move.” I pouted.

Calum raised an eyebrow, “You’ll want to move when you see what you have in store with the way your acting.” I sat up quickly, following him up the stairs and into our bedroom. Calum and I have never really tried kinks, but we’ve talked about them. Anytime things become intimate, they are not rough, I could tell it was love, not something meaningless, nevertheless Cal would ever treat me like that. “Tonight, we’re trying something different kitten.” He said while grabbing my hips. I nodded, and sat on the bed.

He went to the closet, pulling out a box from the top shelf, and set it on the side table. He pulled out a blindfold, a few ties, and left the room again. I knew not to get up and follow him because if I did, that would not make Calum happy. He came back with a cup of ice, no water, just ice. “Um, why do you have ice?” I questioned. “Don’t speak unless I give you permission, princess.” Calum said.

Calum walked over to me, removed my shirt while kissing my neck “Now, you know I barley punish you nor do I like too, but that’s going to change kitten,” Calum said. “Calum, what-” I was cut off by being flipped around. “I’m sorry, what did I say?” Calum said. “Not to speak unless you give me permission.” I answered. “That’s right, princess, and what did you do?” He asked. “I spoke without permission.” I could tell he was pleased by this.

“Good girl, but, you still defied the rules, you know what that means right?” I nodded as he spoke. “Now, lay across my thighs,” He motioned. I whined quietly, knowing that this night was not going to be anything like I thought. “I want you to count okay, baby girl?” Calum said. I nodded, as I suck in a breath preparing for whatever was going to happen.

Calum landed a slap upon my right cheek, a whimper falling from my lips as I let myself clutch onto Calum’s leg, my body immediately relaxing into the sensation that is going to be driving me up the wall soon. “One,” I whispered, barley enough for him to hear. Another slap on my left cheek, making my nails dig into the rough material of Calum’s jeans. “Two,” I whimpered. “Good girl,” Calum whispered kissing my spine. The slaps continued until tears filled my vision, “Ten,” I sniffed.

Calum let me sit up, as he wiped my tears away, “See it wasn’t so bad now was it, princess?” He cooed. “No, daddy.” I said. “Good, lay back,” Calum instructed. I laid back, letting the cool sheeting sooth my red bum. “Hands up, we are not quite done yet,” Calum said while taking my hands and tied them together to the head board.

Calum only ever tied me up once, and god did I love it. I bit my lip in anticipation, waiting for whatever was next to happen. “To make things interesting, I’m going to blindfold you okay, kitten?” Calum said, grabbing the purple fabric from before. My eyes were covered, seeing nothing, I mean what did you expect? His fingertips slid down my body making goosebumps arise to my skin.

“God, you’re going to be the death of me,” Calum breathed, kissing every part of my skin. I felt something cold being dragged down my skin and rested on my stomach. His lips touched mine for a passionate kiss as his hand snaked down in-between my legs. At the first flick of my clit, I cried out into Calum’s mouth, my hips grinding into his hand. He slipped a finger into me, pumping slowly. The pace of his finger was driving me mad, making me squirm underneath him.

“Stay still, princess,” Calum ordered. It was one of Calum’s rules; I couldn’t move or he’d stop touching me, even if it was during one of my treats. I tried my hardest not to move, but I accidentally bucked into his hand when he pressed against my g-spot. He immediately took his hand away from me, sucking  his finger between his lips.

I could tell Calum was smirking by the way he kept pacing around the bed. “Wanna tell daddy what you want, baby girl?” Calum said. “I want your tongue, I want your cock, fuck daddy I want it all,” I was not ashamed. “Such a dirty mouth for a pretty little girl,” Calum chuckled. “You want my tongue huh, kitten?” Calum daunted, removing the blindfold. I nodded, blinking trying to adjust to the light.

I felt his lip wrap around my clit, lightly flicking it a few times. I inhaled deeply only to exhale with a moan as he continued his actions. He released me from his mouth, looking me right in the eyes as he entered his finger in, again. A long whimper came out of my mouth as Calum moved his fingers again. “God, you look so fucking sexy withering under my fingers,” He smirked placing his lips on my clit again. He pushed another finger in, making my orgasm come into play. “Daddy, please can I cum?” I moaned.

“Go ahead princess, be as loud as you want,” Calum mumbled. “Look at me,” he orders. Already used to taking orders from Calum, I immediately look at him. “Mm, daddy,” I whimpered. My legs shook around Calum as he held them open, making me ten times for sensitive. “Fuck, you taste so good,” Calum moaned. My chest rose and fell as I caught my breath, but I sucked in another breath when Calum rubbed his tip against my entrance.

“You want it, baby? Tell daddy how much you want it,” Calum said. “Daddy please, fuck me I want your cock, please.” I begged. He grinned slamming into me. My wrists pulled at the restraints, sure to give me some type of burn. Calum held my hips as he fucked me into oblivion “Princess, I can tell you’re ready to cum any minute,” Calum moaned. “Daddy, I am,” I said.

“Oh Caluum, yes daddy fuuuuck” I yelled, unable to control my body anymore, my gaze on his as he watched my face contract at the same time my walls did around his cock. When I finally came down, breathing heavily, I found myself more tired than I’ve probably ever been after such an experience. Forcing my body not to move and having to absorb pure pleasure was actually much more exhausting than I’d have thought. Calum must’ve noticed too as he gently stroked my cheek, before kissing his way down my stomach, then back up again to my ear. “I’m impressed, you’ve done so good baby girl” he whispered, “but we are not over.”

I shook my head, not able to take anymore pleasure. “Kitten, if daddy says more, you know what it means,” Calum smirked. “Daddy, I-i can’t,” I couldn’t even talk. “Yes you can, and you will baby,” Calum said. I saw Calum pull out the white toy, which intimidated me more than it should have. “You remember this one princess?” Calum said showing me the toy, “I know this is your favorite, so tonight, we’re going to play with it.”

“Daddy, please don’t I can’t handle it.” I whined. “Sounds like you wanna make the rules, is that how it goes princess?” He asked. “Sorry, daddy,” I said. Calum turned on the vibrator to a low setting and dragged it all over my body, making me shiver. “Baby girl, this is suppose to relax you, not tense you up.” Calum chuckled, feeling my reaction.

My legs immediately closed around the vibrator when Calum set it on my clit. “Keep ‘em open for my princess,” Calum pushed my thighs apart. My back arched off the bed as my orgasm hit me like a bucket of bricks. “There you go baby, just like that.” Calum cooed. My body caved in, my feet dragged on the bed while Calum put the vibrator on a higher speed.

“Oh daddy!” I yelled, my whole body shook in euphoria as I came around the toy. “That’s my good girl, cum for daddy.” Calum groaned. My toes dragged against the bed, as I came around the vibrator and profanities left my mouth. “Daddy, daddy fuck,” I moaned. Calum took the vibrator off only to lick my clit again. I was already in a state of sensitivity.

“God, you’ve done so well kitten,” Calum said, beginning to untie my hands. “But now, I want you to suck me off like the good girl I know you are,” He growled. I was already out of energy when Calum pulled me up. I stared in awe at Calum’s cock, probably drooling. “Stop staring princess,” Calum chuckled. I bit my lip, taking his cock in my hand, slowly pumping it.

Calum groaned, “C’mon princess, you know I don’t like waiting.” I smiled up at him, kissing the tip. With my tongue broad and flat, I licked the whole length of him, making eye contact. I alternated between sucking, swirling my tongue one way and then another, and flicking it lightly. I wrapped one hand around the base of his shaft, and move it up and down in time with the movements of my mouth. I ran my nails on the inside of his thighs, making Calum whimper. “Fuck princess.” He grabbed my hair.

“Princess, s-stop I wanna cum in that pretty little pussy of yours.” Calum groaned, unable to hold his moans in. I took him out of my mouth, “Daddy, I have a question.” I trailed. “What is it, baby girl?” Calum asked. “Can I ride you, daddy?” I asked shyly. “You wanna ride daddy? Well, I suppose that’s fine.” He chuckled. Calum laid on the bed, cock in hand as I walked over to him.

He cupped my breasts in his hands, groping and tugging roughly. “Yes, daddy,” I moan, burying my face into the crook of his neck. “Oh, God, yes.” “You going to cum for me, baby girl?” “Mmmhmm.” “Come on, baby, cum for me.” My orgasm rockets through my body, sending me into a state of frenzy. Moans and curse words slip out of my mouth. I continue to rock my hips against Calum as I come down from my high, milking my orgasm for as long as possible.  “There you go, baby.” Calum coos.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” Calum moaned, his hands moving to my hips. “Cum for me daddy,” I bit his neck, making sure to leave my mark. I felt Calum release inside of me, making me fall on top of him. “God, that was-” “Amazing.” I finished for him. “I love you, princess,” Calum kissed my forehead. “I love you too, daddy.” I said.

Dinner Party

Summary: After Bucky returns home from a mission all you want to do is stay in bed (naked) all day with him. But you two have to go to a friend’s birthday to make things fun he proposes a little game.

Paring: Bucky x Reader.

Words: 2575

Warnings:  There is a lot in fuffly in this, but also SMUT and loats of teasing.

This is a one-shot

Thank you to @drinkfantasy, for being my beta you are the best.

Originally posted by sebstanslaugh

You look at yourself in the mirror, felling happy about your appearance. You are wearing one of your favorites dresses, it is navy blue with a modest cleavage in the front and another masive one in the back.

You look cute for your friend’s birthday, your make up it’s done in a very simple away, just some mascara and lip gloss. You turn around and see Bucky who is lying on your bed almost sleeping. You sit by his side and he hides his face on your lap. You start playing with his hair, making him moan at your gentle actions.

“Are you sure you want to come along? You can stay here and sleep a little. I won’t hold against you if you don’t come with me.” You know that he is tired, Bucky came back home around 4 a.m. from a two weeks mission and he only slept a few hours.

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Professor Turned Call Boy | Taeyong Smut

Can I have a call boy smut with Taeyong? He’s your professor in Uni and you’re stressed so you want someone to help with that 😏 You call and ask for the one under the name “Taeyong” not thinking it would be him despite the same name? You’re both surprised, but he found you a sexy student so he does so anyways (really rough, and daddy kink?) Please and thank you 😊😊


Character: Taeyong (NCT) / gender neutral reader (*ignore the fem in the gif, I swear this is gn*)
Word Count: 2989

Warning: well, smut of course. bad language, slight name calling, no condom, creampie, rough daddy kink, teacher/student kink, call boy?? can’t think of anything else :) enjoy!

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Poseidon

Greek Gods Series
Prologue Poseidon Ares Aphrodite Apollo Hades Hermes Zeus
Ship: Pirate! Mina | Pirate!Reader | Merman!Jimin
Description: Pirate!AU | Beginning your new life as a pirate had its hardships- and it all started with something called Fate.
Warnings: Fingering, Oral, Dirty Talk, Exhibitionism? Violence, Assault, Angst, Death
Word Count: 15,257
A/N: Cover finally up! Enjoy the first part of this series! It took me forever to write.

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BTS Reaction - When their s/o calls them scared during the night/requested

Anonymous said: BTS react when their “love of life” calling to them in the middle of the night, crying, sobbing and being freaking scared 1)because she hear some noise in the flat 2)and maybe if I can another one react because she’s scared about storm (its me😂)

I’ll do this one first and the second one in another post! Enjoy!

Suga:

At first, he wouldn’t even stir in his sleep at the sound of his phone going off. But when he realized that it wasn’t going to stop, he grunted and rolled over to grab the phone off the nightstand. Without even checking the name, he answered quickly.

“Hello?” 

“Yoongi. I can’t sleep. I think there’s someone in my house.” You said, tears running down your cheeks. You were petrified that someone was walking around downstairs - you felt like you could hear heavy footsteps padding around the wooden floors.

Yoongi went from tired to worried, and his eyebrows scrunched together at your words.

“I’ll be there in ten minutes. Just lock your bedroom door. It’ll be okay.”

Jin:

He was dreaming of sleeping beside you when his phone began to ring incessantly. Groggily, he’d turn over and grab the phone. Before answering, he’d let his eyes adjust to the sudden, bright light from the phone screen before scrunching his eyebrows together, thinking, “why is she calling so late?”

“Jin. Jin I think there is someone downstairs. I-I don’t remember locking my front door. I’m so scared,” you hiccuped, whispering so quiet that Jin really had to focus on your words.

“You’re sure? What can you hear?” Jin spoke hurriedly, ripping the covers off his body and stumbling down the stairs.

“I heard a cabinet closing and a crash, I don’t know what is happening. I already locked my door and I’m in the bathroom.”

“I’ll call the police. Stay where you are, I’ll come get you. It’ll all be okay, babe.”

Namjoon:

He was just in the other room. After a fight broke out between the two of you that night, he decided to sleep in the room down the hallway to give you some space. Since the room was so far from the downstairs area, he couldn’t hear the noise coming from the living room. 

When his phone rang, he wasn’t immediately awoken. It took two or three calls on your part to finally get him to wake up. His eyes hurt from the light, but he answered right away despite what had happened that night.

“Y/N, why are you calling me? I’m down the hallway.” He said, rubbing his sleepy eyes.

“There’s someone downstairs, Namjoon. I can hear it. Can you p-please-”

“What? Just stay in your room baby girl. I’m going to go look.”

J-Hope:

It would be extremely early in the morning when he was startled awake by your phone call, the shrill noise making his ears buzz. He’d ask himself, “why do I keep my phone under my pillow if this is what happens?”

When J-Hope saw your name flashing on his screen, he’d hurriedly press the phone to his ear without hesitation.

“Hello? Are you okay, Y/N?”

“Hoseok, I think there’s someone downstairs. I can hear them rummaging through the kitchen. I’m scared, I don’t know what to do.” You choked out, tears threatening to fall from your eyes.

Hoseok ran his hand through his hair as he quickly got up to find his car keys. “I’ll be there in five minutes. Stay put. Nothing bad will happen, okay love?”

Jimin:

He would be right beside you when you awoke, startled by a crash coming from downstairs. Without further hesitation, you shook him by his shoulder and whispered, “Jimin, wake up. I think there’s someone downstairs.” 

He would turn over and look at you with a groggy, “What?” You’d point at the door as he shifted up and ran a hand through his hair, listening for any sounds coming from down the stairs. There was shuffling, and Jimin quickly looked back at you.

“Stay here, okay? Call the police, right now. We’ll be fine, I promise.” He said, kissing your cheek.

Taehyung:

When he saw your name on his phone, he would jump to answer it. There would be no reason for you to call unless there was something wrong - the two of you had a disagreement the night before and it was clear you didn’t want to speak to him

“Y/N?” He said clearly - he’d been awake all night worrying about you and if you were that angry at him.

“I-I don’t care about last night, there is someone downstairs and I’m so scared, Taehyung. C-can you call the police?”

His eyes grew wide at your words and immediately hopped out of bed. No socks, no shoes and in a tshirt and shorts, he got into his car.

“I’m going to hang up and call the police, okay? By then I’ll be at your house, alright? It’ll be okay, princess. Deep breaths.” 

Jungkook:

He’d just be going to bed when he got a call from you. He answered casually, his toothbrush in his mouth. When he heard your worried, rushed words, he stopped moving all together.

“Someone is in my house, Jungkook. I-I’m, I can’t-” You stuttered, your eyes threatening to let tears spill.

“Hey, don’t cry. You need to call the police. I’ll be there right away, I love you very much, just know everything will be okay.” He said, putting his toothbrush down and rushing out of his room.

No eyes for you. 04

Originally posted by kookies-for-taehyung

Jimin x reader

01 | 02 | 03 | Reading |

Gender: Male x Female
Genre: Highschool/college au
Warning: smut.
Word count: 1832  words

Summary: Having a crush on your best friend’s sister was already hard enough for Jimin especially when Jungkook made clear his sister was off limits. The idea of his older sister dating on of his friends made him feel sick. Lucky for him he didn’t have to worry about that since Y/N made clear that she didn’t have eyes for high schoolers no matter what.  
But things might change when he hears his named being moaned out in the shower.


“Y/N?” her mother called from behind the bedroom door before opening it.
“Your dad and I  are going out for dinner with Jimin’s parents, mind watching those two for me?” Y/N’s mouth fell open, this must’ve been a very freaky coincidence or Jimin had planned all of it.
Not wanting her mother to get suspicious of her Y/N quickly nodded “I knew I could count on you. If you guys get hungry I left some money on the kitchen counter so that you can order pizza or something.” The voice of Y/N’s father could be heard notifying his wife they should be leaving.

And just like that Y/N was wrapped around in her blanket hiding from the boy that was in the room next to her that might just end up in her bed tonight.
Huffing Y/N shook her head, there was no way that would happen Jimin was simply putting her on edge that was all. Nodding and laughing at herself Y/N decided to take out her books and focus on her studies “me and Jimin? how ridiculous.” Y/N mumbled to herself, though the thought of Jimin during sex couldn’t help but turn Y/N on. Shaking her head furiously Y/N tried to focus on her studies once more, but her hand had other plans and soon she could feel her cold fingers against her womanhood. Closing her eyes Y/N could see the picture of Jimin’s hand in her mind.

Y/N managed how his fingers would feel inside her, they already felt like lava against her skin could you imagine there? It would be like magma there. Y/N felt so bad and dirty to think about someone younger than her, having such lewd thoughts about someone that was still in high school but she couldn’t help it. Y/N always had eyes for the black haired boy, even before Jungkook became friends with him, but she never engaged any contact because she refused to be like the girls who loved to throw themselves at him.

Besides, Y/N was a senior, by the time she mustered up the courage to talk to Jimin she would already have graduated and her friends didn’t make things easier. They would always say what a shame it was that all cute boys and girls were juniors and freshmens and how they couldn’t start a relationship with them because it wouldn’t turn out right anyways. Someone being in college while their loved one was still in high school miles apart? That reeked of disaster.
It was due to her friends that Y/N came to the mindset of high schoolers being off limits and only date college boys, it was a much safer route. But damn, Jimin made it hard for her.

Jimin was basically the apple Adam and Eve weren’t suppose to eat, but it was too tempting not to take a bite out of it. The way he could look so soft and childlike and change to a pure sex god with a simple swipe of his tongue against those plush lips. Y/N took her bottom lip in between her teeth as she imagined all the wrongs that tongue could do to her. Muffled and forced down moans filled Y/N’s bedroom, she tried her hardest to keep quiet but it was impossible with her being almost over edge. It was all because of Jimin that she had become like this, a complete mess.

“J-Jimin…”  Slipped passed Y/N’s mouth.

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Before he was known for being Killian Jones, Sex God of the Sea, Colin starred in a short film entitled Call Girl. He played a young man named Brendan who arranges to have his first ever sexual experience with, well, a call girl. Brendan is not very good at doing the sex things. No. Not at all. And thus, through young Colin’s lovely portrayal of an utterly inept young man, we’re treated to a dazzling array of downright bizarre sex moves. Allow me to illustrate:

I like to call this move, “Ravish Me Please.” As soon as his partner moves into action, Brendan apparently decides to lay back and enjoy the ride, as he flings his arms far and wide in the most useless way possible. “This is great,” he’s clearly thinking to himself. “Sex is great. I have no idea what I’m doing.”

Brendan seems to be getting the hang of the kissing part by now, but he still doesn’t really know what to do with the rest of himself. Here, he has opted to engage in a move that seems like it would be a classic, but really… Well, despite the euphemism about a “roll in the hay,” literally rolling across the length of the bed is better suited for kids on a slumber party sugar high than actual adults trying to make sexy times.

This GIF is nice, right? I mean, Colin’s looking pretty good here. He looks like his kissing’s on point. His hands are… *sigh* Oh, Brendan. Let’s just call this move, “As Soon As I Figure Out What to Do with My Hands, You’ll Be the First to Know” and move on, shall we?

This move is my personal favorite. Look at the finesse here. The je ne sais quoi. There’s really no better title for this move than “Sea Turtle Picked Up Unexpectedly.” His skinny little arm is trying to do something useful, but his hand hasn’t gotten the memo and literally just flops about on the end of his arm. Adding to the confusion is the strange little wiggle he’s doing and the fact that his mouth seems to just be suction cupped to her face without any additional movement. What… What are you even doing??

All joking aside, I have to give Colin props for this depiction of an inept virgin’s first foray into carnal pleasures. It’s hard to even believe that this is the same guy who, a little over ten years later, would be slinking around on our TV screens as the world’s sexiest pirate captain. He’s got range, our Colin.

A Little Present - Zhang Yixing

Originally posted by thatsbeautifulsoul


Pairing: Zhang Yixing X Reader

Word Count: 1930

Warning(s): Spanking, Daddy Kink, BDSM, Oral, Overstimulation

A/N: Holaaaaaaa, I’m back with another smut for you guys and this one is shorter than the last one….. I think. Anywhoooo hope you guys love this little smut, you won’t be having a dreamless sleep after reading this ;)

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Pillows surrounded us as the movie played softly in the background. His fingertips ran along my spin coming up to play with the ends of my hair. “How was class today, princess?” Yixing whispered. “It wasn’t the best, but you’re here and that’s all that matters.” I smiled. Yixing took my chin in-between his fingers, looking at my lips, then right back at me.

“Mm, you look so fucking good right now,” He bites his lip. I rolled my eyes smiling, when his hand comes down to my hips squeezing it. “Don’t roll you eyes at me again, kitten.” His eyes stared me down. “Yes, daddy,” I nodded, leaning into his touch. “C’mon princess, I have a surprise for you.” He whispered into my ear. “Oh, but I don’t wanna move.” I pouted.

Yixing raised an eyebrow, “You’ll want to move when you see what you have in store with the way your acting.” I sat up quickly, following him up the stairs and into our bedroom. Yixing and I have never really tried kinks, but we’ve talked about them. Anytime things become intimate, they are not rough, I could tell it was love, not something meaningless, nevertheless Yixing would ever treat me like that. “Tonight, we’re trying something different kitten.” He said while grabbing my hips. I nodded, and sat on the bed.

He went to the closet, pulling out a box from the top shelf, and set it on the side table. He pulled out a blindfold, a few ties, and left the room again. I knew not to get up and follow him because if I did, that would not make Yixing happy. He came back with a cup of ice, no water, just ice. “Um, why do you have ice?” I questioned. “Don’t speak unless I give you permission, princess.” Yixing demanded.

He walked over to me, removed my shirt while kissing my neck “Now, you know I barely punish you nor do I like too, but that’s going to change kitten,” He whispered against my neck. “Yixing, what-” I was cut off by being flipped around. “I’m sorry, what did I say?” Yixing said. “Not to speak unless you give me permission.” I answered. “That’s right, princess, and what did you do?” He asked. “I spoke without permission.” I could tell he was pleased by this.

“Good girl, but, you still defied the rules, you know what that means right?” I nodded as he spoke. “Now, lay across my thighs,” He motioned. I whined quietly, knowing that this night was not going to be anything like I thought. “I want you to count okay, baby girl?” He said. I nodded, as I suck in a breath preparing for whatever was going to happen.

Yixing landed a slap upon my right cheek, a whimper falling from my lips as I let myself clutch onto his leg, my body immediately relaxing into the sensation that is going to be driving me up the wall soon. “One,” I whispered, barely above a whisper. Another slap on my left cheek, making my nails dig into the rough material of Yixing’s jeans. “Two,” I whimpered. “Good girl,” He whispered kissing my spine. The slaps continued until tears filled my vision, “Ten,” I sniffed.

Yixing let me sit up, as he wiped my tears away, “See it wasn’t so bad now was it, princess?” He cooed. “No, daddy.” I said. “Good, lay back,” He Instructed. I laid back, letting the cool sheeting sooth my red ass. “Hands up, we are not quite done yet,” Yixing said while taking my hands and tied them together to the head board.

Yixing only ever tied me up once, and god did I love it. I bit my lip in anticipation, waiting for whatever was next to happen. “To make things interesting, I’m going to blindfold you okay, kitten?” He said, grabbing the purple fabric from before. My eyes were covered, seeing nothing, I mean what did you expect? His fingertips slid down my body making goosebumps arise to my skin.

“God, you’re going to be the death of me,” Yixing breathed, kissing every part of my skin. I felt something cold being dragged down my skin and rested on my stomach. His lips touched mine for a passionate kiss as his hand snaked down inbetween my legs. At the first flick of my clit, I cried out into Yixing’s mouth, my hips grinding into his hand. He slipped a finger into me, pumping slowly. The pace of his finger was driving me mad, making me squirm underneath him.

“Stay still, princess,” Yixing ordered. It was one of Yixing’s rules; I couldn’t move or he’d stop touching me, even if it was during one of my treats. I tried my hardest not to move, but I accidentally bucked into his hand when he pressed against my g-spot. He immediately took his hand away from me, sucking  his finger between his lips.

I could tell Yixing was smirking by the way he kept pacing around the bed. “Wanna tell daddy what you want, baby girl?” He said. “I want your tongue, I want your cock, fuck daddy I want it all,” I was not ashamed. “Such a dirty mouth for a pretty little girl,” He chuckled. “You want my tongue huh, kitten?” Yixing daunted, removing the blindfold. I nodded, blinking trying to adjust to the light.

I felt his lip wrap around my clit, lightly flicking it a few times. I inhaled deeply only to exhale with a moan as he continued his actions. He released me from his mouth, looking me right in the eyes as he entered his finger in, again. A long whimper came out of my mouth as he moved his fingers again. “God, you look so fucking sexy withering under my fingers,” He smirked placing his lips on my clit again. He pushed another finger in, making my orgasm come into play. “Daddy, please can I cum?” I moaned.

“Go ahead princess, be as loud as you want,” Yixing  mumbled. “Look at me,” he orders. Already used to taking orders from Yixing, I immediately look at him. “Mm, daddy,” I whimpered. My legs shook around Yixing as he held them open, making me ten times for sensitive. “Fuck, you taste so good,” Yixing moaned. My chest rose and fell as I caught my breath, but I sucked in another breath when he rubbed his tip against my entrance.

“You want it, baby? Tell daddy how much you want it,” Yixing said. “Daddy please, fuck me I want your cock, please.” I begged. He grinned slamming into me. My wrists pulled at the restraints, sure to give me some type of burn. He held my hips as he fucked me into oblivion “Princess, I can tell you’re ready to cum any minute,” Yixing moaned. “Daddy, I am,” I said.

“Oh Yixing, yes daddy fuuuuck” I yelled, unable to control my body anymore, my gaze on his as he watched my face contract at the same time my walls did around his cock. When I finally came down, breathing heavily, I found myself more tired than I’ve probably ever been after such an experience. Forcing my body not to move and having to absorb pure pleasure was actually much more exhausting than I’d have thought. Yixing  must’ve noticed too as he gently stroked my cheek, before kissing his way down my stomach, then back up again to my ear. “I’m impressed, you’ve done so good baby girl” he whispered, “but we are not over.”

I shook my head, not able to take anymore pleasure. “Kitten, if daddy says more, you know what it means,” He smirked. “Daddy, I-i can’t,” I couldn’t even talk. “Yes you can, and you will baby,”  said. I saw Yixing pull out the white toy, which intimidated me more than it should have. “You remember this one princess?” He said showing me the toy, “I know this is your favorite, so tonight, we’re going to play with it.”

“Daddy, please don’t I can’t handle it.” I whined. “Sounds like you wanna make the rules, is that how it goes princess?” He asked. “Sorry, daddy,” I said. Yixing turned on the vibrator to a low setting and dragged it all over my body, making me shiver. “Baby girl, this is suppose to relax you, not tense you up.” He chuckled, feeling my reaction.

My legs immediately closed around the vibrator when Yixing set it on my clit. “Keep ‘em open for me princess,” He pushed my thighs apart. My back arched off the bed as my orgasm hit me like a bucket of bricks. “There you go baby, just like that.” Yixing cooed. My body caved in, my feet dragged on the bed while he put the vibrator on a higher speed.

“Oh daddy!” I yelled, my whole body shook in euphoria as I came around the toy. “That’s my good girl, cum for daddy.” Yixing groaned. My toes dragged against the bed, as I came around the vibrator and profanities left my mouth. “Daddy, daddy fuck,” I moaned. Yixing took the vibrator off only to lick my clit again. I was already in a state of sensitivity.

“God, you’ve done so well kitten,” Yixing said, beginning to untie my hands. “But now, I want you to suck me off like the good girl I know you are,” He growled. I was already out of energy when Yixing pulled me up. I stared in awe at Yixing’s cock, probably drooling. “Stop staring princess,” He chuckled. I bit my lip, taking his cock in my hand, slowly pumping it.

Yixing groaned, “C’mon princess, you know I don’t like waiting.” I smiled up at him, kissing the tip. With my tongue broad and flat, I licked the whole length of him, making eye contact. I alternated between sucking, swirling my tongue one way and then another, and flicking it lightly. I wrapped one hand around the base of his shaft, and move it up and down in time with the movements of my mouth. I ran my nails on the inside of his thighs, making Yixing whimper. “Fuck princess.” He grabbed my hair.

“Princess, s-stop I wanna cum in that pretty little pussy of yours.” Yixing groaned, unable to hold his moans in. I took him out of my mouth, “Daddy, I have a question.” I trailed. “What is it, baby girl?” He asked. “Can I ride you, daddy?” I asked shyly. “You wanna ride daddy? Well, I suppose that’s fine.” He chuckled. Yixing laid on the bed, cock in hand as I walked over to him.

He cupped my breasts in his hands, groping and tugging roughly. “Yes, daddy,” I moan, burying my face into the crook of his neck. “Oh, God, yes.” “You going to cum for me, baby girl?” “Mmmhmm.” “Come on, baby, cum for me.” My orgasm rockets through my body, sending me into a state of frenzy. Moans and curse words slip out of my mouth. I continue to rock my hips against Yixing as I come down from my high, milking my orgasm for as long as possible.  “There you go, baby.” Yixing whispered in my ear as I fell against his chest. I got off of him and laid next to him, trying to get my breathing leveled again.

“How did you like your surprise, princess?” Yixing said, wrapping his arm around my waist and putting his head in the crook of my neck. “I loved it daddy.” I barely whispered trying to keep my eyes open.

He smirked. “Glad you loved it, Princess.” That was the last thing he said to me before I fell into a dreamless sleep.

anonymous asked:

you could write fluffy wayhaught snuggles when nicole comes home to waves after long day of work!

The chorus of Hayley Kiyoko’s Girls like Girls filled Waverly’s room as she put the finishing touches on her makeup. The creak front door sounded from downstairs and she felt her heart rate accelerate from the rush of excitement that always came whenever her girlfriend was around.

With one final check in the mirror, Waverly headed down stairs to where she knew Nicole would be waiting for her.

“Right on time as always, why are you so perfect?” She asked as she walked down the first few steps.

Nicole was standing at the bottom of the stairs, but was dressed in her full uniform, which was unexpected to say the least. Waverly looked her girlfriend over and took note of her slouched posture and the bags under her eyes. The brunette descended the remaining steps quickly and placed her hands underneath both of Nicole’s elbows.

“What’s wrong baby?” She asked, voice full of concern.

Nicole shook her head. “I’m just running little behind. Things were crazy down at the station today and I didn’t have time to change. I’ll just go upstairs and get ready here.”

The redhead looked down and took a step toward the stairs but was stopped when one of Waverly’s hands came to rest on the center of her chest. “Hey.” Waverly said softly. Nicole lifted her head and met Waverly’s eyes. “We don’t have to go out tonight.”

“But you’ve been looking forward to this for weeks, we don’t have to cancel our reservations because of me.”

“Nicole, you are dead on your feet. It’s not fair to have to make you go out like this.” Waverly said, wrapping her arms around Nicole’s neck. “And besides, I’ve been looking forward to spending the night with you. I don’t care where we are, and if it happens to be a place where I don’t have to wear these awful shoes, it’s even better.”

Nicole glanced down at Waverly’s high heeled shoes and frowned. “Baby, you could have just warn your flats.”

Waverly shrugged. “I like being able to kiss you without having to stand on my tiptoes.”

Nicole smiled and rolled her eyes playfully.  “You do have a solid argument, but what about Wynonna? Won’t she be back anytime now?”

Waverly smirked. “Oh, she won’t be back for awhile. She and Doc are at a Labour and Delivery class.”

“You’re kidding.”

“Nope.”

The girls looked at each other in silence for a moment and then burst into laughter.

It took a moment, but after they both calmed down, Nicole spoke. “That poor teacher.”

Waverly slapped her shoulder. “Oh hush. I’ll order us some pizza and then we can camp out on the couch for the rest of the night.”

“You’re so good to me.” Nicole said before giving Waverly a peck on the lips and walking up the stairs to change.

Waverly followed her up soon after with the intention of asking if Nicole wanted to add cheesy bread to their order, but found that she was sound asleep on her bed. She had managed to take off her uniform and replace it with a pair of plaid pj pants and an oversized sweatshirt but ran out of energy before she could get under the covers.

The brunette quietly changed into pjs of her own before carefully pulling her blankets over Nicole and then climbing into the bed beside her. Nicole’s arms snaked around Waverly’s waist and pulled her close to her chest. Waverly melted into the warm embrace and felt herself grow tired. It only took a few minutes before she too was fast asleep.

“Petty Bitch”

Request: Could you do a club smut where Justin spots her in the crowd and invites her up to VIP then they talk for hours before she finally gives in and they have sex.

Warnings: Smut. Language!!

set during Bizzle days

Originally posted by biebsbuggati

The hoots and cheers from the crowd, accompanied by the screeching music conceived by the DJ was enough to make a person go deaf. The pounding of the music had my eyes bulging and bones vibrating through my body - but I must admit that part of that had something to do with the extensive amount of alcohol I had consumed so far tonight.

a girl to my left and my boys to my right - I could definitely say tonight was a success so far. The boys jumping around to the music, partying with the crowd while making jokes at how tipsy Za had become after only a few rounds of shots. The girl grinding up my leg had me gagging at the job she was doing. Her lanky body swaying from side to side while attempting to act sexy.

She was a bad turn on, and it wasn’t hard to tell she wasn’t worth the fuck. As we continued to party, a few people had began noticing us, coming to crowd around. And after a good 20 minutes of shuffling around in attempt for some space, I had become fed up with the main dance floor. 

Gathering all the boys back up, with a little convincing, we made our way back over towards the VIP section, settling down in the booth we had claimed for the night. J-blaze - one of my dancers who came along tonight - was smart enough to order us another round of shots, coming back to the table with a sigh.

“Shit Bieber, why you gotta be so well known?”

“Don’t remind me.” I groaned, rubbing my face with the palm of my hand.

“Let’s not think about the fan’s tonight.” Maejor began. “Lets just concentrate on having fun and getting wasted!”

The boys around us all began hooting and hollering, lifting the glasses of shots a bartender had brought us. After drowning the content, I couldn’t help the groan that escaped my lips, as the fire-like liquid ran down my throat. 

“Shit, there are no girls worth fucking in here tonight.” Khalil announced, eyes wandering around the crowd we were previously dancing in. “Everyone here is wifey material. Guess the one night stand felt like staying home tonight.”

“Or they’re all already off fucking each other in the back.” Lil twist commented, causing everyone to laugh. That’s when suddenly, Khalil’s hand shot out, slamming Za in the chest a few times for his attention - yet his eye were diverted to something off in the distance.

“Man, get your hand off of me.” Za frantically shouted, leaving Khalil to slap the back of his head. “Nigga stop tryna act important and look!” 

Khalil’s hand shot out towards the public dance floor, pointing towards a stunning young women dancing amongst the crowd. She sported a beautiful strappy, satin silk slip that only came past her mid thigh, with a pair of Kylie inspired knee high heels. A thick choker wrapped around her neck, completing the look with beach wavy shoulder length hair.

A few other girls surrounded the girl, some with similar outfits, others with different but just as stunning outfits. But this girl of all stood out the most.

“Damn…. Dibs on the one in the silk slip!” Za called.

“Which one? Half of them are wearing silk slips.” J-blaze commented.

“The one with the short hair.”

“Nope!” I immediately shouted. 

Za craned his head to look my way in surprise, eyebrows furrowing. “What? Why?”

“Cause. I already got my eye on her.”

“Nah boy.” Maejor interjected. “She’s mine.”

“All of you find another girl. I saw her first.” Khalil said.

As the boys where arguing, I took this is my opportunity to slip out of my seat, and silently began making my way over to girl, leaving the boys to argue in the dark. 

It wasn’t long before I was back on the dance floor, glancing around the swaying crowd in search for the dancing beauty. That’s when the similar satin silk caught my eye, leaving me staring at a sight for hungry eyes. Damn, she looked even better from down here. Licking my lips and rubbing my hands together, I was finding myself strutting my way over without even thinking.

She was facing the opposite way, swaying her hips to the beat with her friends. I smirked as I watched, enjoying the way she moved so fluently before deciding to slide my arms around her waist, leaving her jumping back in shock.

Her back collided with my chest, giving me perfect access to her ear. “Hey baby girl. I’m Justin. I saw you dancing back from the VIP section. Damn you got moves.” I growled.

“Is that so?” She smirked.

“Mhmm.” I mumbled. “Why don’t you come over and join me and my boys? What do you say….” I trailed off in search of her name.

“Y/N.” She answered my unspoken question. I smirked. “Beautiful name for a beautiful face.”

“Depends.” she shrugged, grinding her ass against my dick. “Can my friends come?”

“Whatever get’s you on me faster.”

“Then sure. Why not.” she smirked. 

Grabbing a hold of her hand as she shouted to her friends to follow along, I guided the girls over towards my booth, where the boys where all now watching with a burning fire. 

“You a stingy fuck Bieber.” Khalil growled, glancing at Y/N on my arm. 

“Don’t worry bro.” I smirked, gesturing towards her other friends “I got you some friends as well.” 

“Petty bitch.” Za whined. His eyes wondered over the other girls, before stopping and widening against one. He suddenly shot up, wrapping an arm around a light skinned beauty, licking his lips before swiping his hands down his chin. “Hey lil mama. Aha, I’m Za.” 

Khalil was next to find a girl, eyeing a similar one down. “You got lucky.” He muttered towards me, making his way over to the girl.

I chuckled, sliding into the booth as the rest left to go talk to a girl they found attractive. Once seated comfortably, I immediately pulled Y/N against my lap, gliding my finger around the top of her thigh. 

“So, you into…One night stands?” I questioned, looking down at the finger drawing patterns against her skin. 

Y/N chuckled, using a hooked index finger to draw my hand up to her face. “Uh-uh-ah. Not so fast, pop star.”

I pouted. 

“You can’t just call me over and expect a fuck. I need some kinda seducing.” She smirked. 

“How about I take you into that dark corner, and seduce you in a different way.”

“Or..” She began sliding off my lap. “How about….You come and get me.”

She used her finger to motion a ‘come here’, slowly strutting backwards. Like a lost puppy, I followed a long, shuffling off the seat to follow her but by the time I had gotten up, she had already lost herself in the crowd, leaving my eyes to wander over the place.

Oh how I like a girl who plays hard to get.

Quickly darting after her, I had just managed to catch sight of her silk slip, weaving through the crowd. Her giggle the only thing audible above the beat of the music and cheers of the clubbers. 

I took off running after her, bumping into a few people and not caring to apologize. I kept looking, following the beauty until I had finally reached a pair of stairs. Looking up, I spotted her at the top, hands either side of the railings, teasing me with her posture. One leg crossed over the other.

Quickly wasting no time in climbing the stairs, this time she stood in place, following me with her eyes. I began jogging towards her, finally reaching out to take hold of her wrist which I managed to succeed in. 

She smirked down on me with lust driven eyes, leaning forward to nibble against my ear, “You got me.” She whispered. 

It wasn’t until I then realised she had led me to the bathroom that I realised her motives, and that quickly lead me to drag her through the door of the women’s bathroom. With the click of the lock, I spun around on my heels to face her, still smirking. The lighting in here was much more efficient then the few flashing ones down in the club, giving me a much better view of her body.

“Damn.”

Y/N chuckled while I walked towards her just as she started giggling, backing up until her back made contact with the sink behind her, halting her movements altogether.

I was quick to approach her, placing both hands on either side of her waist. with one swift lift, she was seated on the basin, legs spread and wrapped around my own waist. With my hands flat against her thighs, I leaned in, kissing up her neck. One hand kneaded through her hair, as my lips trailed closer and closer to hers, right before connecting. Moaning against her lips as she returned the gesture.

Slowly, my hand on her thigh began inching upwards, drawing the satin silk further up her thigh until the material of her panties brushed against my fingers. Her moans echoed throughout the empty bathroom, leaving me smirking as I slipped my finger passed the fabric and against her soaking clit. 

Her lip hooked underneath her pearly white teeth, drawing back the moan which threatened to spill and I smirked leaning forward to grab a hold of her lip with my own teeth, pulling it loose. “Don’t hide your pleasure.” 

And she nodded.

My fingers slowly began circling her soft bundle of nerves, leaving her breathless in a matter of seconds  “You’re so fucking wet” I hissed hungrily, kissing her passionately as my fingers began to run up and down the slick folds of her pussy.

“I can’t wait to taste your pussy baby” I moaned against her lips, simultaneously beginning to rub her clit faster than I thought possible. She gasped as the pleasure began to take over. Her lips moved to my neck as I continued to move my fingers faster and faster against the bundle of nerves between her lusciously long legs. And that’s when the mouth watering desire to taste the girl over took me, causing me to leap to my knees and cradle my head between her. 

The room in my pants continued to decrease as the woman before me succeeded to turn me on. She looked down on me in sexual distress, squirming around against my touch. I smirked and proceeded to lick my lips, using my index and thumb to spread her pussy open. The air flew past my lips as I began blowing cool air over her clit, causing her to let past a small moan, pushing me to my tempting limit. 

I dove down, dragging the flat of my tongue along her pussy, tasting the arousal between her legs - the arousal which I had formed from my teasing. “Fuck you taste good” I moaned, sucking her clit before simultaneously slipping two fingers past her tight pussy.

Her back arched in pleasure, a moan escaping a little louder than I suspected she intended it to be, as she leaned down to weave her slender fingers through my locks. She felt so good against my tongue that I forgot the fact we were in a public bathroom for a moment, and that I really needed to spead things up before someone came knocking for the bathroom. The surprise didn’t disappoint, and as I released her clit from my mouth, her moans seized into small whimpers.

I smirked and brought my lips up back to her own, attaching them as my hands fiddled with the buckle of my jeans. Her passionate kisses eventually subsided, becoming inpatient with my fumbling.

She swiped my hands away, swiftly unbuckling the strap herself with ease, leaving my jeans to pool around my ankles, soon followed by my underwear. Deciding against jumping straight into it, I began rubbing the tip of my erect dick against her pussy, leaving her even more hot and flustered then before.

“Justin for fuck sa-“ She began but as if that were my cue to begin, she was cut off by my smirk then the feeling of the head of my cock being pushed inside. I let out a load moan and she kissed me passionately, pushing the rest of myself inside of her until I was right up to the hilt.

I wasted no time in beginning my pumps, starting fast and only excelling in my thrusts from there. “Oh fuck Justin! right there.” She practically screamed as the head of my cock pressed against her G-spot. 

My movements grew much more aggressive as I kept moving my hips towards hers, thrusting deep and hard inside her. She moved her hips against my own, attempting to raise the pressure and intensity of our approaching climax’s. 

“Fuck baby!” I moaned out, my thrusts becoming deliberate and forceful against that spot inside her. My fingers snaked in between us and began rubbing at her clit as fast as they could. Her body racked and shook in pleasure, head lolling against my shoulder and eyes rolling to the back of her head.

“Come for me baby” I whispered against her skin just as her teeth sunk into my neck, tipping me over the edge instead. My cock began spasaming inside her pussy as I reached a climax like no other. She moaned over and over, her back arching against my body releasing delicious noises of release. My name and various expletives falling from her lips as her high over came her. 

I was quick to remove myself, pumping a few times into a tissue which O had retrieved from the dispenser besides me. Leaving us both in tiresome positions, panting fan gasping for air. 

“You’re incredible” She chuckled and I smiled at her, kissing her once more.

“No baby, that was all you.”

“I can’t believe we just had sex in a public bathroom.” She chuckled causing us both to erupted in a fit of giggles at the realisation of what we had done.

After standing there for a while, we helped each other get dressed, and represented ourselves to look half decent, riding of our sex hair. But she showed no intention in sticking around for long, since she began making her way to the door. 

“Wait!” 

She spun and raised her eyebrows. 

“Can I at lease get your number?”

“You already have it.” Was all she said, before strutting out with a smirk. 

My eyebrows furrowed as I thought on what she just said. Already have it? Since when? Shoving my hands in my pocket in thought, I suddenly felt something rolling around inside. After pulling it out I couldn’t help but smile.

555-0100-987
Call me xx 


Its sloppy I apologise. But it turned out okay! I think…

maniacani  asked:

Can Pidge get any more adorable? Yes, she prolly can. Ok, but what about her hair? Does she go through a "i want my hair to be long so i can slap mean people with it" or does has she always kept her short-ish? Does she simply not care all that much? What about her family (bet keith wants to be the hairstylist lol)? <33

[The Voltron Family] The time Keith was away for a week, Shiro was not aware he was going to be on hair duty along with everything else. He was currently preparing the kids’ snacks and lunch when Pidge came down to the kitchen looking forlorn. 

“Baby girl, what’s wrong?” Shiro asked, dropping everything he was doing to attend to his daughter. 

“Daddy, when will you do my hair?” Little Pidge asked. 

“What?” Shiro’s eyes widened. 

“My hair,” Pidge pointed at her head. “Daddy Keith ponytails it and sometimes braids it. I can’t go to school without my hair in braids.”

Shiro just stared at his daughter, completely at lost. He was no hairstylist like Keith, nor was he an expert. However, he was good at tying Keith’s hair. Braids, ponytails…  Surely, they were not that different.

He swallowed a lump in his throat. “Yeah, okay. We can… we can do that now.” He looked around the breakfast table and then back at Pidge. “Here. We’re doing your hair here.” He picked up Pidge and placed her on one of the stools. “Let me just get a comb and—”

“Got em!” Pidge cut him off showing a little comb and some star hairbands.

“These hairbands,” Shiro softly said as he took them. “I bought these for you.”

Pidge nodded, beaming at him. “You did. It’s my fave now. I love green stars.”

“Sweetheart,” Shiro sniffled. He looked at Pidge and he just adored her to bits. With newfound determination, he nodded. “Alright. Let’s do this. Let me just call your Daddy Keith.”

Keith was currently on the screen of the iPad that was on the table, giving specific instructions on how to make a simple braid. “Yes, good. Now go under the first one and there we go. Be careful.”

“Ouch,” Pidge winced.

“Oh god. I’m sorry!” Shiro panicked, releasing his grip on Pidge’s hair. “Did I hurt you badly?”

Pidge shook her hair slowly. “No, it’s okay. It’s okay, Daddy Shiro.”

“Keith, I’m not cut out for this!” Shiro turned to the iPad, looking devastated. 

“Yes, you are,” Keith assured. “It just takes practice. You’ll get a hang of it.”

“Are you… watching Youtube tutorials on hair styling?” Allura asked Shiro as they ate lunch together at work.

“Indeed I am,” Shiro nodded. “Keith’s out for a week and I ain’t letting my daughter leave the house without looking like a warrior princess from space.”

“Shiro, that’s…. that is such a Daddy thing to say,” Allura cooed. “I’ll offer my hair for you to practice on.”

The following day, Shiro was prepared. He didn’t need to call Keith anymore to ask for guidance. So he entered Pidge’s room. She was already dressed in her uniform and they both shared a look… a look of determination.

“Today we’re doing a French braid.” Shiro announced and Pidge smiled with so much glee. 

The hair styling session ended with so much kisses. 

“I did it,” Shiro cried as he called Keith right after. “I’m sending you a photo and you’re going to love it whether you like it or not.”

Keith laughed. “I’m sure I will.”

“Also Pidge said, and I quote ‘Daddy Shiro’s my new hairstylist now!’” Shiro chuckled. “That’s right, Keith. You’ve been fired. I’m sorry.”

“Oh no. What will I do for a living now?” Keith faked gasp and then laughed. “Doing a French braid is no easy feat. I’m proud of you, Takashi.”

“Thank you,” Shiro smiled. “Maybe I can teach you a thing or two.”

“Now don’t get ahead of yourself,” Keith chuckled. 

FANART OF PIDGE IN TWIN BRAIDS by @maniacani-arts

Lie To Me

Characters: Dean Winchester, Reader (Y/N Y/L/N), brief appearances by Sam Winchester, Charlie, Jo and Ellen Harvelle.

Pairing: Dean x Reader (AU)

Word Count: 2669 (with lyrics)

Warnings: Angst, a smudge of fluff, but mostly ANGST. At least I hope there is.

Author’s Note: Hey guys :) This is for my ( @thing-you-do-with-that-thing) Kari’s challenges: “Kari’s favorite things” challenge (I got “Singing Karaoke with Dean- badly”) and her Angst Appreciation Day. I hope I did good. I know it probably just…sucks…*hides face*

**Song that inspired this fic (along with the prompt :)): Lie To Me by Bon Jovi



Lie To Me

The crowd was drunk and wild.

And I loved every second of it. I wasn’t a great singer but I did manage to hold a note every now and then. So when the opportunity for karaoke night came up, I sure as hell wasn’t going to back down from it.

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Home alone

Word count: 1,870

Genre: smut

Member: Jungkook

I decided to post this because finally Jungkook's “we don’t talk anymore” full cover came out <3 I hope you will enjoy reading this :* p.s. sorry for all the mistakes ;)

Because everybody  supposed to be out until the evening performing for some kind of show, you just put your cheeky black thong, that doesnt cover up almost anything, and your‘re oversized band t-shirt. You put your hair in a messy bun, and went to the kitchen for breakfast. When you went down stairs, you rubbed your sleepy eyes, and when you looked up you didnt believe what you saw. Jungkook stood next to the fridge drinking watter from a bottle, watter was dripping down his chin. Jungkook wasnt wearing a shirt, just a sweatpants, through them you could see his morning bulg standing up his pants. His muscular body looked amazing, you didnt realize that you were standing with your mouth open staring at him in silence. Jungkook opened his eyes and when he saw you staring at him he choked on water that  he was drinking. „ug-hhh..- ghh-gh.. hey y/n i though i was home alone“. you just stood and coudnt say a word to him, when you caught him staring at your brests, you werent wearing a bra, so your nipples stood up right in front of him. You imeadently turned around and puted your hands on your breasts to cover up. „i thought the same, other vise i woud not stand here in front of you like this…“ you never saw any of the guys without a shirt, because  when they finally would came back home from work you already were a sleep, either any guys didnt saw you like this. You were the youngest here, even maknae jungkook were older than you. But you cant lie you always had a crush on jungkook and he had on you, and now after seeing him in his sweatpant with his bulg, and his perfectly build body.. jungkook came closer to you, but not close enough to touch you, leaned down next to your ear. „y/n are you emberesd?“  you could feel his lips almost touching your ear. You imedeantly turn to face him, „NO im not!“ you regreted your actions, because you didnt realize how close he was, your breast touched his bare chest. Jungkooks eyes open wide, because of your unexpected action and friction of your breasts against him, witch turned him on even more. When you realized that, you wanted to run away from him, but jungkooks arms went around your waist and pulled you even closer to him, now you could feel his cock rubbing againts your tight. You regretted every single choice of this morning, that you didnt put your bra, didnt put on pants, and that you chose to put a thong not a normal underwear, because now you could feel a liquor dripping down your thigh. Jungkook noticed a little spot on his gray sweatpants. „y/n i didnt knew i have such an effect on you“ a smirk imedeantly appered on his face. You wanted to push him away, but at the same time you wanted to feel him inside of you so badly. „jungkook what are you doing, please stop, arent you have to be at the concert by the way?“ „i think you misunderstood y/n concert is tomorrow, boys went to our manager just to talk they will come back after a few hours“ „oh god i though its today, otherwise i.. just let me go i need to eat breakfast!“ with a quik move you manage to excape from jungkook arms and went to the cabinet, and took out same spaghetti, jungkook just took out the chair which was under the island in the kitchen and sitted down without taking eyes of you. You leaned down to take a pot from the lowest drawer, and heard jungkook coughing. FUCK i forgot that im wearing a thong. „nice thong i wish i could see this view every single morning y/n“ „YOU PERVERT“ you putted down the pot on the table and you were about to go to your room to change, because you didnt want to be more emberresed that you were now, but jungkook grabbed your arm when you were next to his chair, and quickly placed you on his lap „JEON JUNGKOOK stop what your doing right now“ you tried to escape, but his strong arms was holding you tight next to his chest. Because you were trying to escape, you didnt realise that you brushed your entrance against his cock until then when he let out a small moan. „y/n you cant tease me like this, you cant be wearing this around our house, nobody can see you with it only i can..“ i felt his soft lips touching my neck and bitting it softly, i coudnt resist his cock touching my entrance and his lips on my neck, so i let out a soft moan, imedeantly covering my mouth with one hand. „dont cover up baby, i want to hear you, unlles you want to be punished“ he bitted my neck even harder leaving deep purple marks on it „jungkook no, boys will see them..“ i coudnt talk more without letting another loud moan, and start moving agianst him, to create more friction, to feel his hardness against me. „baby girl you arent so innocent  how your acting in front of guys, i didnt thought you are such a naughty one, how you dare to even buy that thong and wear it here in front of my?“  now you felt his one large hand on your breast, and other one on your inner thigh. „please i need to feel you“. „what do you want me to do say clearly, i cant understand baby girl“. „i need to feel your finger inside of my tight pussy“. „as you wish“. He took my shirt imedenatly, and his hand traveled next to my entrance. „take this off“. I lifted my butt a little bit and took off my thong. „so fast baby, you are so impatient arent you?“. I coudnt say a word when i felt his fingers rubbing against my slit, touching every single part possible, but not going deeper. „ babe you have to talk with me unless you aint gonna get anything!“. „fuck jungkook dont tease me!! i need you to put those long ass fingers inside of me!!“. „how rude i wasnt gonna do that but i guess i dont have a choice now…“. he stood up „wrap your legs around me“ without any struggle he went and putted me on the table in front of the large window. „baby girl my sweatpants are wet now, thats your fault, for being so wet for me and sitting on my lap..“ i was about to argue with him, but i felt his two fingers thrusting into me without any warning, i let another loud moan, his fingers started to trust in me even harder, without me realising he putted the third finger, and his other hand went on my folds and started rubbing fast circular motions. „dont you dare to cum baby…“ i coudnt resist the pleasure he was giving and no matter how hard i tried i came on his fingers. „u-m-mm.. im real-ly s-sorry.. i coudnt hold any longer..“. „that was a big mistake baby girl“ he said with a lust and anger in his eyes. Jungkook slided down his pants with his boxers, i coudnt take my eyes off his huge, pulsating, veiny, hard cock standing straight and poking my thight. „you see what you done, and you didnt even wait for me… i need to punish you“. He slapped in me without letting me to adjust to his size, think, blink, breath, or even calm down from my past orgasm. „OHH GOD, JUNGKOOK!!!“. „yeah babe i need everybody to hear you screaming my name, for all of the neighbours to hear how good i‘m fucking you“ he tried to talk as calm as he could, but he was panting, and i could saw a sweat on his forehead. I was already very sensitive from my past orgasm, but he putted, even more pleasure when he placed his mouth on one of my nipple. „ughh jungkook im c-close..“ my voice cracked when he trusted in my with all his force hitting my g spot. „come for my baby girl“ i heard car stopping next to our house, and someone running next to house dors, but i coudnt care less, i coudnt think about anything only about jungkook cock filling me fully, and the feeling he was giving to me. Soon i heard keys locking the front doors, which were in same open space as the kitchen with me on the table with jungkook. „fuck, you said we have a few hours!!!“. Boys ran in the house, because they heard me screaming, and thought something wrong was happening. At that moment when they came in, my second orgasm hit me even harder than the first one. Boys only could see jungkooks back and my legs and arms around him, but they didnt need anything else to understand whats is happening. They started talking over each other.  Namjoon: „JUNGKOOK? WHAT ARE YOU DOING??“ . Jin: „hell no this is the table where we are eating!! Couldnt you find a better place to fuck her?“. J-hope: „AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! My innocent eyes!!“. V: „jungkook when did you and y/n gotten so close?“. Suga was the only one calm „guys cant you see they didnt finish yet?“. He turned around all the guys so they won’t be facing us. Jungkook trusted in me a few more times for us to ride our orgasms, and then pulled out of me. He pulled his sweatpants on, and quickly put my shirt on me, pushed away my thong under the table with his foot. He gently helped me to stand on the floor, kissed me on the forehead and turned around to the boys. „i’m sorry jin, i will clean all this up, i though you guys won’t be coming back for at least next few hours“. Boys turned to face us again. I tried to stand behind jungkook, but my legs were too weak to stand by their own, i quickly grabbed the table to help me. Suga: „jeezz man help her to stand after all of what you did to her“. Jungook imedeantly turned around and saw me trying to stand on my shaking legs, he grabbed me on his arms, so i dont have to struggle anymore. He said quetlie in my ear „sorry y/n, i need to clean you up, and at least put same underwear, i dont want guys to stare at you when you are like this“.Jin: „you need to fucking clean all of the mess you two made!!“. Namjoon: „dont worry you can clean all of this later, now go finish everything, and dress up“. Jin: „but..“. Suga: „shut up jin, nobody is eating on that table only you, so that should be your problem“. Jimin: „why only jungkook, has fun and we have to deal with all these performance problems, it’s unfair…“. jungkook was carrying me up stairs in his room when we heard Jimin shouting from the kitchen: „YOU LITTLE ASSHOLE YOU LEFT Y/Ns THONG UNDER THE TABLE, AND YOU DRANK MY FUCKING WATER!“.

Oh, Baby - Part 5 (Final)

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 3,514

Summary: The reader gets distracted and crashes into Baby, making Dean an instant enemy. What happens when they get stuck working together?

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4


“Y/N?”

You’re feeling seriously conflicted and for some reason you’re just staring at his beautiful face.

“Are you gonna say anything?” Dean pleads looking nervous.

Are you gonna say anything?! You can barely breathe right now. Talk about mixed fucking signals. Is this guy trying to drive you insane? 

Dean is watching you closely and he has no clue what you’re thinking. He definitely expected a reaction but instead you’re just staying mute.

“I guess you don’t feel the same.”  He sighs and swears under his breath before getting up and walking towards the door.  

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Missing You

Request: can you do an imagine where justin misses Y/N and be clingy everytime they talk bc he’s on tour and with the help of Scooter and the crew, Y/N surprises justin on tour. love your imagines! <3

So sorry for the wait. Im a terrible writer. But I hope it was worth it.

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Lectures - probably one of the most boring and time consuming activity incorporated into my daily week as a university student. The constant blabbing of a professor and failed ability to keep your eyes open only made the hours so much more unbearable. 

The female professor currently diverging into a heavy lecture on the topic of economic perspectives was really beginning to become increasingly annoying - not that it wasn’t before - but at this current moment, I had never contemplated throwing a text book at a persons head more then I had now. 

“From an economical point of view - the standpoint of where you are on the spectrum of wealth, age, health, income-” If I didn’t focus on something other then her voice soon, I was seriously going to cause a scene.

And that won’t look good on my report card.

If only someone were to come to my rescue and save me of my misery. A.K.A this class.

‘But that’s one thing that I know for sure. I’ll show you….’

The sound had my entire body stifling and eyes widening in cringing shock. All people within a 5 meter radius of me, turning my way with annoyed eyes. The professor at the front shot me a quick glare for interrupting her class, and as I dove for my phone, she continued to speak over the ringing.

I could of sworn I put it on silent before class.

Finally reaching the source, I managed to click the main switch and silence the phone, also setting it to vibrate only. A sigh of relief was blown through my nose, but was quickly drawn back in once seeing the name displayed amongst the screen.

A picture taken by Carl of Justin and I mucking about displayed against the name ‘Justin my baby boy ❤️❤️’.

I almost wanted to tear up at the name but managed to hold back the emotions and shove my phone back into my pocket. It had been months since I’d seen the boy and right now I knew he was in Sydney for the Hillsong conference. 

(😏😏 Hehe)

The poor boy had a completely different time zone then me and was probably up real late at whatever time it was, waiting for an hour he knew I’d be free. Though something I had forgotten to mention to him was that they had rescheduled my lecture today.

Damn it

After a second or two, silence from my phone finally overcame the blurring tone and all that was heard again was the professors voice. I listened intently, jotting down some notes as she spoke before once again, the ringing began.

Though it was nothing but a buzz this time, the sound was still audible throughout lecture hall, and once again, all attention was drawn back on me.

My first instinct at this moment being to just act like I couldn’t hear it and continue on with my work was a complete fail when the professor stopped and directed her eyes towards me, a scowl of disapproval present.

The professed folded her arms in clear annoyance, “Is there an emergency Miss L/N or are you deliberate trying to distract my class?” She called out in an annoyed tone.

Was she serious? It wasn’t like I was calling myself! I can’t control whoever was on the other line  - that person more then likely being Justin.

“No professor,” I vigorously shook my head. “It’s just that my bo-”

“Phone.” She suddenly interrupted, drawing out an arm with grabby fingers. At her request I froze with a frown. 

“What?” I questioned. 

“Phone Miss L/N!” She called out. I would be lying If I said this woman didn’t scare me, and with a huff - not wanting to annoy the woman further - I slid my phone from my pocket and stood up. 

I began my descent down the isle, feeling all eyes of many students following my figure with either a humoured, thankful or annoyed glare. Soon I was stood directly in front of the frightening woman, watching as she motioned me to place it in her hand.

And with a sigh, and a glance down at my boyfriends name, I sadly obliged. 

My shoulders slumped as I watched her draw away back over to her desk, and began walking back to my seat with a sad aura. Friends from around all glanced back with sorry eyes and with one last huff, I slumped back in my seat.

The professor on the other hand was glancing down at the phone, obviously ready to roast the shit out of me. All professor’s were the same. They all knew who my boyfriend was and loved to have a go at me. Maybe they felt satisfaction in having power over a popstar’s girlfriend.

“’Justin my baby boy, love heart, love heart.’” She read out the contact name for the class to hear. Many chuckled at her announcement all except me, who slumped back in the chair with red cheeks. “I’m guessing this is Mr Bieber.”

Lord kill me now.

“I didn’t know you were so kinky Miss L/N.” She smirked. Was this even permitted? Though once again, the class laughed and I remained silent.

Suddenly, a ping was heard throughout the room, and the professor’s smirk grew as she looked down at my phone. “Justin wants you to call him as soon as you get this message. Or, and I quote ‘Baby girl please call me when you get this I miss you’re touch, sad face’.”

Why was she doing this?! Oh lord I feel so embarrassed.

Then another message rolled in, and as the professor smirked, scanning her eyes over the message, she suddenly paled over and it hadn’t taken me less then a minute to realise what had happened.

Justin tended to talk dirty when I didn’t pick up, it was a method he had which was to make me flush enough to the point where I got mad and called him back to verbally abuse him, which usually lead to a normal conversation.

“Uh, Y-You can take you’re phone back Y/N.” The professor suddenly stuttered. “You can call you’re boyfriend outside.” She announced, until she suddenly perked up, the professional manner once again taking over. “But you only have 5 minutes.”

With an exasperated nod, I made my way down the aisle, grabbing aholf of my phone and was out the door dialling the boys number.

The call hadn’t even made it through the first full dial before Justin’s voice was heard through the other side, his voice urgent and excited. 

“Hey baby girl! God I missed you, What are you doing? Wait- don’t answer that you’re probably studying as usual. How are you?” The way the boy raced through his words had my heart swelling in adoration, it really showed how much he missed me.

With a chuckle, I glanced around at the few students bustling through the halls before sighing. “Slow down baby, I’m good. What about you?”

“I’m great! The Hillsong is really fun. But’s it’s kinda boring without you.” He muttered. 

Awe my poor baby. “Yeah, I’ve seen some photo’s. You’ve actually been stopping to take some pictures with fans. It look’s fun. But don’t think too much about me, don’t let me spoil you’re fun.”

“I miss you.” He suddenly blurted and I chuckled heartily at the way he felt the need to tell me.

“Me too baby.”

“I wish you were here.” He sighed quietly. “How’s Uni?” 

“I-It’s good.” I stuttered. “I’m actually in lecture hall right now.”

Justin’s voice ceased for a minute, before he suddenly spoke up with a shocked and apologetic tone, frantically spluttering words in urgency.” Oh shit! Are you getting lectured? Did I interrupt you? Shit baby I’m sorry. I didn’t kn-”

“Relax Jay.” I giggled. “It’s fine. I mean my professor publicly humiliated me but It backfired in her face when you started sending messages, and I got to leave the class for a bit. Win win, right?”

“Backfired in you’re professors face?” He questioned. 

I sighed. “It’s a long story, I’ll facetime you later.”

“Facetime.” He muttered to himself. “I wish you were here to tell me instead.”

The way he spoke always made me feel so bad. I was the one who rejected his offer to go on tour with him but school came first, he always told me to never quit it considering he regret dropping out himself.

“I’m sorry baby.” I frowned, furrowing my eyebrows. But Justin’s voice once again came back with urgency.

“No it’s not you’re fault! I just miss you is all.” 

“I know.” Then it was silent for a second before I decided to speak up. “What time is it over there?” 

A few shuffling sounds were heard, as well as justin breathing an “Um.” before he spoke. “It’s 3:30.”

“In the afternoon?” 

“In the morning.” He corrected. 

I gasped. “Justin baby, you need to sleep!”

Though I could just picture Justin shaking his head. “I don’t need sleep, I need to hear you’re voice.” 

His words, so charming, he knew just how to make a woman feel special, but overall I sighed. “Baby you have to be up early tomorrow and I’m sure Scooter will kill me if he knows I kept you up.” 

“Scooters awake too.” Justin announced and I sighed muttering a ‘smartass’ under my breath.

“Well I gotta get back to my class anyways. At least before my professor eats me.” I muttered.

“Hey!” he growled. “Only I get to eat you.”

My cheeks heated at the sexual joke he pulled, sighing as i heard him chuckle through the line. “You are disgusting.” I whispered. “Alright, I’ll talk to you soon.”

“Okay.” He frowned.

And as I went to pull the phone from my face, he suddenly called. “Wait!” 

I hummed. 

“I love you.” He cheesed and I chuckled. 

“Love you too babe.” 

And then the line went dead. I felt bad for the boy, he’s been so clingy lately and I knew that was just a result of the distance and the lack of time we’d had to spend together. Now time for one more quick call.

With a few clicks of a button and a number of dials, the person finally picked up.

“Hello?” The raspy voice questioned.

“Scooter!” I exclaimed. “Hey, I need you’re help…”



Justin POV

“Hi Justin!” 

The smiles of people from around were really beginning to get to me, a smile of my own plastered across my face. The way people where really respecting me here made me feel welcomed, they gave me space and most kept their phones away.

I waved at the girls currently calling my name, grateful that they ceased to take their phones out. They smiled, approaching me with an intent to converse and not take pictures, God I was enjoying this. 

But I wish Y/N was here.

“Oh my gosh, hi.” A blonde smiled in a cute australian accent. 

(A/N: Ew. I hate it. But Justin likes them so…. *sassily flicks hair over shoulder*)

“Were so excited you’re here.” She exclaims, motioning to the brunnette besides her who began vigorously shaking her head in agreement.

“Are you enjoying hillsong?” The brunnette asked. 

I nodded, smiling down at the two, they looked young, but not child-like. Mature, maybe 16, no less then 15.

“I’m loving it. I love being able to exclaim what I believe, ya know?” I smiled to which the girls nodded. 

“Yeah, I come every year, It’s a fun way to preach.” The blonde said.

“It is, isn’t it?” I agreed. “Yeah my friend Carl is a pastor and we came together, I just feel li-”

“Justin!” A voice suddenly exclaimed, interrupting me of my sentence, and I spun on my heels to spot scooter motioning me over. With a nod, I held a hand out to the two in front of me, a pout on their faces as I announced “One second girls.” But they nonetheless nodded. 

“Yeah?” I questioned as I approached the man.

“Was I interrupting something?” He questioned. 

With a glance back at the eager girls still eyeing me with patient eyes, I nodded. “A little.” 

“Well in that case I should just leave.” This time, the voice came from somewhere behind the bulky man in front of me, this one being a familiar rasp of femininity who I had yet to hear in person for months.

My eyes widened, heart sinking but also speeding up momentarily. I felt mixed, emotions wise - happy, confused, joyful. She was here, really here. My baby girl.

“Y/N?!” I questioned with a hopeful mindset, some sort of doubt that it just might not have been her building within, but as I spot a petite body emerging from behind, that doubt withered into a joyous reunion.

“Baby!” I exclaimed, running forward. Catching Y/N In my arms, I lifted her and began twirling my baby girl around. She laughed, clutching into me for dear life when I finally settled her down.

“Are you really here?!” 

At the words, she chuckled, reaching both arms to link behind my neck. “Yeah baby I’m here.” She clarified. 

The smile on her face left me trailing my eyes over her lips, a tugging urge to lean forward and place mine against her’s was overpowering, and in a matter of seconds I found myself doing just that. 

She wasted no time in returning the gesture, no surprise evident on her small being as she intensified the kiss. People around watched on with smiles, some with their phones out recording the scene before them but for once, I didn’t mind. 

I wanted to remember this moment for the rest of my life. I had never missed her as much as I had now and now she was finally back in my arms. Slowly, we finally began pulling away with red cheeks, a slight blue tinge also from the lack of oxygen.

God, I missed those lips.

“Fuck I missed you.” I sighed, leaning my forehead against her own.

“I missed you too.” She whispered.

“But I mean, what about school?” I frowned. 

Y/N only shrugged. “They can wait on me for a while. Besides, this is so much better then daily lectures.”

I chuckled, closing the space between us. I intertwined our lips once again, moving the flesh in sync with each others. Pins and needles shot up between the space she touched, the girl had me numb with her fingers yet I loved the feeling, just like I loved her. “ So much better.” I agreed.

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Masterlist

So I finally made a Masterlist and I will reblog it once in a while so everyone who wants to check it out can do it.

Bold = Smut

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Genre: Kim Taehyung x reader smut
Word count: 1.6k
“Teaser”: Your boyfriend that’s currently touring the world with his band-members, unexpectedly calls you in the middle of the night with a “problem” ;-).
Author’s note: Heyyyyyy guys! I haven’t been around lately, cause I’ve been busy living my life. Tests, friends, obligations etc. got in the way of me and this blog - pretty much life has made it hard to post things. I’ve been writing up quite a few scenarios, but I just haven’t finished any of them. This is just a random idea that came to mind and I just went with the flow. I hope you guys like it, since quite a few have been asking me for a V smut…. so here you Tae-lovers go! I tried to proof read it, but it’s so late and I probably read over some of the typos! Sorry about that! I’m tired af! Enjoy hanas!

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Bun in the Oven- Logan Paul Imagine (Part Two)

Bun in the Oven Part Two-Logan Paul Imagine

Life was good for you. Six and a half months pregnant, looking as healthy as ever and knowing that you were having not one, but two little baby boys, kept you going each day. You were waking up, to pee of course, at 2 in the morning, when an extremely harsh knock scared you out of your socks. You froze, not knowing who could be at your door at this hour of the night. So, you being as cautious as you were, you grabbed the closest, deadliest object near you. Taking your wine glass to the door you opened the deadbolt lock. You didn’t live in a bad part of town, right on Hollywood avenue but still, living alone always frightened you. Taking a deep breath, you swung the door open. You were extremely shocked. As you looked at some very familiar eyes. Light blue ones, that were now surrounded by a light shade of pink. He was soaked to the bone.
“Logan?” You barely whispered. He flashed a small white grin.
“Hey, you- you look amazing. I guess the pregnancy glow is real, huh?” His two hands reached out to your stomach, but you backed away on instinct. A very hurt expression came over Logan’s face. You were still standing in the doorway with a confused look on your face. Trying to figure out what he was doing here was like trying to figure out a quadratic function.
“Can I come in please? I am freezing out here.” You debated making him stay in the hallway and suffer, but you didn’t. Instead you moved out of the way and let him in.
“I can put your clothes in the dryer, yeah?” You said as you went to grab some of his extra clothes out of a box.
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About half an hour later, Logan was sitting on your couch uncomfortably.
“Look, babe- “
“Don’t call me that.” You snipped.
“Right, sorry. I came here because I just needed to apologize to you. It’s been eating me alive, what I did to you. I can’t sleep most nights, I worry about you every single day. I needed to tell you that I’m sorry and I want you to come home. With me.”
“I am home Logan. Besides, you kicked me out. You didn’t want me there. Why would I come back?”
“Y/N please! I need you!”
“You need me? You need me?! I’ve needed you for the past 6 months! You weren’t there! I’ve been waddling around for 6 months by myself, supporting myself and not one, but two babies with no help, and you need me?” your voice was bouncing of the walls.
“Two babies?”
“Who the hell do you think you are Logan Paul? Some fuckboy who can get whatever and whoever he wants? You think I haven’t seen you hanging around dozens of girls? What the one hookers name? Ayla? Yeah, I know you slept with her.”
“Don’t talk about Ayla like that! You know what? Those two babies in your stomach wouldn’t be there if it wasn’t for me! You better remember that. I tried to let you come back without any issue. But now, now you’ll be hearing from my lawyers” Logan’s finger was in your face and you harshly slapped it down.
“What? You’re going to sue for custody of two babies you wanted me to abort? The court will love that Logan! Love it!” you laughed in his face, clapping like a seal. Logan grabbed your wrist tightly out of midair and held them tightly at your sides. “Ow, Logan you’re hurting me. Let me go!’’ His strength was overpowering you, and there was nothing you could do but stand there. His alcohol stained breath fanned your face as he said:
“Do you ever hear about the non-famous parent winning the case? No, you don’t. Because it doesn’t happen! Those babies, will be mine, so you might as well give up now.”
“Do you ever hear about the dad winning the case?” you shot back, to which he responded by putting your wrists to your chest and shoving you backwards into the wall.
“Fuck you” he slurred.
“You already have dipshit!” you yelled as he walked out. You moved from the wall and winced as you held your back and stomach, praying that he wasn’t going to sue you.

WOOHOO THE HIGHLY AWAITED! Sorry about the late update seriously I feel so bad    fort 3 will be up by tomorrow at noon though  I was thinking for part three skip the court case drama and go into when the kids are like five or so and have one parent see the other out in public with the kids you know give me some thoughts or if you have a better idea let me know and ill give shoutouts and creds and all that yeeee thanks for reading 

Play By Your Rules (Part One)

Stiles x Reader, Void Stiles x Reader

Warnings: NSFW, dirty talk, dry humping, handcuffs, oral (male on female & female on male), fingering, orgasm denial, masturbation (female)

A/N: This is my first smut, but I hope you guys think it’s good.

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