you are indecent


In which Bakugou is me


Summary: Bucky asks to borrow your laptop and finds the smutty fanfiction that you’ve been writing on your anonymous Tumblr account.

Warnings: smut, secondhand embarrassment, fingering, metal arm kink

A/N: Thank you guys for being so nice to me today and sending me asks because I really like getting asks and they helped me feel better. I finished writing this at three in the morning because my anxiety is really bad because I’m waiting for my advisor to email me back about whether or not I can withdrawal my Physics class and I’m going really crazy waiting because I have a Physics test Thursday and welp. Anyway, that’s why you have this fic; I couldn’t sleep so I wrote this. Feedback is welcome and encouraged. If you want to be added to the tag list you have to send me an ask.

“Hey, (Y/N), can I borrow your laptop?” Bucky peered into your room, making sure you weren’t indecent first.

“Yeah, that’s fine.” You unplugged the MacBook from it’s charger and handed it to Bucky. “I’ll be down in the gym if you have any questions.”

“Thanks, doll.” His fingers brushed against yours as he took the metal computer from you. The mixture of his pet name and the tingling from his touch sent a need between your legs. “Mind if I just sit in here and use it?” 

“Not at all.” You headed out of your room and to the gym, ready to work out.

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Bare Assets

Summary: Reader goes for a dip and finds themselves not alone.
Word count: 1158

There was no denying the nervousness humming throughout your body as you stood at the edge of the river. It’s been a few weeks of long traveling and it did a number on your poor legs and clothes. Your destination was the Zora’s Domain to visit your good friend Prince Sidon, but before you went you wanted to freshen up a bit.  There was no way you would go there presented with armpits reeking and hair dirtied. Finally building up courage, and one last survey of the area, you removed the worn clothes settling them just at the edge. 

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Let Me Show You How It’s Done

Request: Could you do a fic where buck catches the reader masturbating and it makes him really jealous, so he shows her what real pleasure feels like??

Summary: Bucky catches you while you’re touching yourself, when he hears you moan his name he loses it. 

Warnings: smutty smutt + more smut

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First Moon


A/N: This is inspired by a dream I had a few nights ago :3 Once again it was supposed to be a drabble, but it turned out a bit longer than I planned lol

Plot: Jungkook goes through his first full moon

[Drawing made by the super talented @ax-thelian​ !!! Full credit to them!! Go check his/her blog out]

“-And the way she fought him was so cool! She was really a badass!”, Hoseok boasted trying to goofily replicate a few of the combat moves the female lead acted.

“I know, right? Better not piss her off”, Taehyung chimed with his characteristic smile.

Terra and the boys were talking animatedly after they were done watching a movie at the cinema, the positive commentary praising the action-packed movie. Jin, Jimin, and Yoongi had stayed at home having personal things to attend to and preferring the comfort of the house.

It was quite late at night, Terra’s wrist watch signaling it was almost 11:30pm.
They all kept chatting on their back, the cinema not too far away from the boys’ place, roughly a 15 minute walk. All of them, except for one.

Jungkook was a few steps behind, seemingly lost in his own thoughts as his hands were shoved down his pockets, his head tilted up towards the semi-hidden full moon that was partially covered by a few grey clouds, a slightly puzzled expression on his face.

She slowed down to let herself fall back and walk by his side. He was so deeply immersed in whatever was going on in that mind of his that he hadn’t even noticed her presence. For a moment, she just looked at his profile and noticed that he was not the young boy she remembered, his serious expression contributing to his more mature look. His traits had become more angular and defined, taking the place of the softer features he used to have when he was younger. His jawline was now strong and sharp and she almost felt compelled to let her fingers trace its shape; his brows were slightly scrunched up, his biceps exposed by the short sleeved white t-shirt he was wearing, his muscles flexed and defined from the way he had his hands in the pockets of his washed out denim jeans.

She bumped him gently with her shoulder and that brought his mind back to reality, his attention now to her.

“Hey, nochu”, Terra teased him.

He smiled down at her, and there it was. The bunny smile that gave him that childlike quality was back. He bumped her back and then put an on her shoulder.

“Hey”, he replied simply.

“What’s up? What got you so quiet?”, she inquired after you noticed the change in his demeanor as the night progressed.

“Nothing. I am always pretty quiet”

“True, but tonight more than usual”

He stayed silent at that, but not for long as he resumed smiling. He kissed her cheek and told her everything was fine.

The two of them weren’t officially a couple, but the boys knew that something was going on between the two of them. It was just a continuous flirting that seemed very casual to an outsider, but whoever knew them both personally like the boys was aware that you deeply cared about each other beyond a simple friendship. He was always looking out for her and he could almost read her like no one else could, and vice versa. He may have been the youngest of the group, but he was definitely not naïve. There was a quiet attentiveness to him, his sense of observation very sharp that gave him some sort of insight about people around him. He could be playful, yet serious when times called for an objective mind. The rest of the boys seemed to have somewhat of a similar trait, always attuned with one another as if their minds traveled on the same wavelength.

As you guys were still walking, rain started drizzling down from the sky at first until it became an outright downpour that had them all drenched by the time they got to the house that belonged to the seven men.

“Woah! I guess if I brought some soap I could literally shower outside”, Taehyung said as he stepped in the living room, droplets of water dripping from the ends of his hair.

“Please do. It might be funny to see you get arrested for public indecency”, Yoongi commented from his lounging position on the couch as he watched tv.

Jin walked into the room at that moment and almost gasped in horror at the sight of wet footprints and small pools of water that were now decorating the floor from the entryway to the living room.

“No no no no”, he chanted in a whining tone. He was definitely going into mom mode. “Y’all are NOT going to make a mess in here when I have cleaned this just today. Shoo shoo! Go get dried up before you make even more of a mess”, he scolded as he made shooing gestures for them all to go get changed.

“And you guys are going to clean this first thing in the morning!”, he called out towards them as they were climbing the stairs.

They all chuckled in the hallway, finding the mama Jin antics funny. As they were laughing, Terra made eye contact with Jungkook and she almost found herself choking on her own tongue. The soaked fabric of his shirt was clinging onto his skin deliciously, the defined lines of his muscles becoming one with the t-shirt as they peeked through the material that had become semi transparent because of the rain. His brown locks where sticking to his forehead in messy patterns, water trickling down the end of them onto his chiseled face.

She hadn’t escaped his gaze either, his eyes trailing on her figure and looking at the way her chest strained against the fabric of her tank top, the wetness from the rain making her plump lips even more appetizing to him, the moisture on her melanin blessed skin making it glisten beautifully.

“____, you are more than welcome to stay the night. You know there is always room for you here”, Namjoon offered.

It wasn’t unusual for Terra to stay over at the boys’ place, often crashing there after a night out especially after a long time she went without seeing them. They had a spare room that had pretty much become her own after so many nights of her sleeping in it, a few spare belongings of hers left in the drawers of the dresser.

“Thanks, will do. I’m gonna go get washed and dried up before mama Jin throws another tantrum”, she taunted jokingly before they all laughed and went to their rooms to do the same.

She was in her room ready to take a shower before changing into some comfy clothes for the night and looked out of the window that faced directly the small backyard, the odd downpour had stopped, now being just a gentle drizzle. She noticed Jungkook standing there admiring the moon once again, his back to her and his head tilted towards the glowy sphere high up on the sky looking bigger than usual, an eerie vibe to it as it got a slight red tinge to it… 

Why would he go back outside in the rain..?

She detached her gaze from it, a bad feeling washing over her, so she decided to finally put her braids up in a quick bun to not wet them any further and hop in the shower.

Fifteen minutes later, she was out of the bathroom, small clouds of steam coming out of the ajar door as she put lotion on her deep toned skin. A quick glance to the lockscreen indicated that it was just about to be midnight.
She was throwing on a pair of cotton shorts and a t-shirt when she heard muffled sounds coming from outside…

Terra walked up to the window and looked down to see what the commotion was all about and what she saw had her worry like she hadn’t been in a while.

Jungkook was on his hands and knees, convulsion-like tremors going through his body as he grunted and panted as if he was making some great physical effort to control himself. He then started scratching the soil with his bare hands, clawing at it like a dog would when in it was in distress.

Suddenly, Namjoon appeared from the sliding doors “Shit, it has started.. guys!”, he cussed and called the rest of the boys out.

What had started… ?

She opened the window wide open for her to lean over “Namjoon what is going on?”, confusion and worry painted all over her face and lacing her words like vines.

“____, stay inside no matter what! You hear me?!”, Hoseok yelled in her direction as he and the others rushed outside to go over to the youngest one.

“We need to help him calm down. He is gonna lose control”, Jimin instructed as they carefully approached Jungkook whom was now standing.
However, his stance was… weird. He was a bit hunched over, his fingers bent as if they were ready to claw at the nearest threat, dirt staining his finger tips and nails. Jin attempted a step forward and Jungkook reacted right away, an animalistic snarl ripping through his throat as he faced the eldest man. In a blink of an eye, Jungkook dashed forward and shoved Seokjin whom went flying for several feet before he managed to sloppily land on his feet.

“We can’t let him flee. Lord knows what he will do if he goes on a rampage in the streets”, Namjoon stated not taking his eyes off of the maknae and so did the others.

Jungkook was heaving and whining, low growls vibrating in his throat as he occasionally gripped his head as if keeping it from splitting in half, his eyes screwing shut due to the great pain.

“Jungkook-ah”, Jimin started tentatively hoping that his close friend would somewhat be listening to him. “I know it hurts, but you need to try to control it and not let it control you. Hyungs and I will help you through it”, he continued in a soothing voice.

For a few moments, it looked like it had worked, that Jimin had managed to calm him down at least. But then, something similar to a howl resonated in the air and Jungkook leaped forward charging towards his friends. He clawed at Taehyung, the closest one, and managed to get him on the arm where a fresh wound had formed, blood dripping down onto his forearm as he grunted in pain and stepped out of the way.

Hoseok was next in his trajectory, the elder barely dodging the attack with no intention of responding to the assault.

“I’m not gonna fight you, Jungkook-ah!”, he called out as he blocked a few attacks, purplish bruises blooming on the tan skin of his shoulders and arms.
However, the young one seemed def to any reason, all trace of rationality forgotten as he kept on snarling and attacking his hyungs.

Terra had watched the scene unfold in front of her, everything seemingly playing in slow motion and too fast at once. She couldn’t make sense out of what she was witnessing.
Despite her instincts and Hoseok’s warning telling her to stay safe, something deep inside her compelled her to rush down the stairs and go to the backyard to help.
She couldn’t - she wouldn’t - let her friends get hurt and Jungkook lose all control for something he would definitely regret later.

She got to the sliding doors and stepped outside locating Jungkook, his back turned to her as he was currently having a hand wrapped around Yoongi’s throat.

“STOP!”, she yelled in his direction. “Let him go!”
At the sound of her voice, his head slowly turned towards her and what she saw had the blood in her veins run cold, shock paralyzing her limbs, and eyes wide filled with disbelief.

The person - if you could even call it that - was almost animal looking. His once beautiful features were now deformed into a snarl, lips curled up baring his fangs with a growl; his pupils were dilated, traces of gold in his eyes that contributed to the overall eerie look. Everything about him screamed ‘danger’.
Terra willed herself to fight through her catatonic state, it was not the time to let her fear take over. She needed to do something. 

“Jungkook”, she called him softly. “You don’t want to do this… you don’t want to hurt your friends. Your brothers”

He kept looking at her, a flicker of consciousness coming back to his eyes. He turned back to Yoongi that was barely conscious at this point, and his grip on his throat loosened until his elder fell to the ground, oxygen painfully rushing back to his lungs as he coughed.
The young one brought his arm back to his side, but didn’t attempt to make another move as he just looked at her, a wild and feral expression still on his face.

She took a few steps closer to him, slowly testing the waters and her arms up telling him that she meant no harm nor threat.

“Terra, don’t! Stay back!”, Jimin warned her, but she didn’t listen. Her attention was solely focused on Jungkook and on the task at hand.

She felt like she could help. She had to find a way. But what to do? All she could do was just follow her own instinct. And that’s what she did.
She took slow and careful steps further towards him, her eyes never leaving his, hoping her body language would translate into harmless and that he would not do anything reckless.

When she was close enough, she slowly extended her arm, but not enough to touch him. She wanted him to trust her, to let him come to her out of his own will. 

“You’re not evil”, she whispered.

She tried to slow her breathing, to calm the adrenaline cursing in her body like fire until she felt like she almost holding her breath.
At first he stood still, not moving a single muscle and eyes studying her as if to gauge her intentions. Then he leaned forward, cautiously sniffing her outstretched hand, her familiar scent reaching the deepest layers of his being and make him relax visibly. He rested his cheek on her palm and closed his eyes.

He trusted her. 

She cupped his cheek, finding his warmth on the skin of her palm.

“You’re fine. Come back to me, Kookie…”, she cooed under hear breath as her thumb stroked his cheek soothingly.

A few moments later, she watched his traits change with her own eyes, witnessing the morphing of his features from animal to human. His canines were reverting from their sharp state to their original dull edge; his lips were no more curled up in a threatening gesture, but their usual plump selves; when he opened his eyes, she found the brown pools she learned to love instead of the feral golden-stained ones. 

A single tear rolled down his cheek as his conscience came back, reminding him of what he done to his friends up until brief moments prior. 
He started crying until he fell to his knees, sobs shaking his shoulders and tears staining her t-shirt as she got on her knees with him holding him close to her chest. She didn’t need to say anything, she just needed to let him vent.
Terra could feel his despair resonating deep into her being. He was scared. Of what he had done. Of himself. Of what he had become. But she wouldn’t let him be alone, she would be there for him so that he could have someone to fight his demons with.

The rest of the boys had watched the whole scene happen with wide eyes, a look of surprise painted all over their faces as they glanced at each other to silently confirm if they had all witnessed the same thing.

They looked at the two that were on their knees as Jungkook cried his eyes out, and Terra…
They looked at her in particular, at the way she didn’t budge as she held him close to her as if to absorb some of his pain to take it away from him.

They had found her.


Sting - Part 2 

A/N - Thank you Taw @supersoldierslover. You are the absolute best . 

WARNINGS - None, maybe some angst idk . 

(second time using this gif, cause I couldn’t find any)

Originally posted by lilpieceofmyworld


You wanted to let it go . Well at least you tried to . But you couldn’t . How could you when every morning you were blessed with the sight of the new couple together at the cafe. You stopped going there. You just couldn’t .How you wanted to walk over to him and tell the truth. It wouldn’t be that hard , maybe he would believe you. But then again , you now knew how manipulative your friend was and you were sure she would cook up some story .

 It hurt you . For the past 6 months you were hurting under the impression that Bucky cheated on you . That he was with another person while he was with you . He craved pleasure in someone who wasn’t you . The thought of him touching another person , kissing another person and having sex with them increased your hatred towards him . But to now know that it was all a lie hurt even more. You lost a man that made you oh so very happy.

But it wasn’t really your fault , was it? She fed you with lies for over a week . She told you about how she had her suspicions about Bucky’s character .Until that day she called you and told you that he cheated. You felt that she was your true friend .She looked out for you . You were glad that you decided to befriend her 4 years ago at the office party.

You called her that night to inform her that you were going to your brothers , and that you were going to stay there for a while. But she didn’t lift the phone.

She called you a few times and the conversations only lasted a few minutes and then she stopped calling all together . But you had your brother so you didn’t think much of it. You even called her to inform that you got a job near the old one and that you will be coming back , but she didn’t lift her phone .

Now you could see it all so clearly .How she betrayed you with her lies . Why would you ever think that your bestfriend would ever do such a thing.

It  wasn’t easy passing her occasionally and not just slap her for doing this to you . As the days increased the guilt on her face became evident. You could see that she knew exactly how bad she fucked up . But you didn’t know if it was real guilt or she was just acting so that you wouldn’t tell any of this to Bucky .

But you knew he deserved to know the truth . If he chose to stay with Sabrina even after knowing the truth then there isn’t much you could do. So you decided to tell him. He worked in the firm right next to yours , and so did Sabrina . You walked through the hallways searching for the that had his name on it. But before you could , you were being dragged around the corner by you ‘best friend’.

“Fucking touch me again , and I will break your hand.” You scolded pulling your elbow from her hand

“What are you doing here?”, she asked sternly.

“I came to meet Bucky.” You replied.

“For what huh? You are going to tell him the truth?”

She laughs bitterly at this .

“Do you really think he is going to believe you?”
“I don’t know. But I can try to make him see how pathetic you are.”
“Oh honey . Don’t you see how happy he is with me . I love him more than you ever could. He deserves much better than you . And that’s why he has me .”

The words stung your heart, but you couldn’t show it to her. You knew that even if a hint of belief crossed your face she wouldn’t use it against you.

She pushed past her with tears stinging your eyes and made way to your office. You couldn’t look at her anymore or Bucky . Maybe he was happier now . Maybe she was better him .

With a clean face and tissues in your hand you sat back in your office and got back to work , hoping that it would be a distraction from the current situation .But however hard you tried you couldn’t remove the image of Bucky from your mind. You were reminiscing .

You remembered your first date. The ever confident and flirtatious Bucky Barnes looked so cute when he was shy and nervous about asking you out . And when you accepted the smile that grew on his face was blinding . It was nothing fancy . He took you out to a nice restaurant and then to your favourite ice-cream parlour  . It was a day you could never forget because it was the first time you had a taste of his lips.

You hand rose to your lips as you rubbed it thinking about how tender and gentle the kiss was. You let the tears flow down your cheek staining your shirt when you heard your door opening .

In front of you stood Bucky with Sabrina by his side.

You got up from your seat and looked at both of them .

“Bucky , she’s not worth it . She left you!!!” Sabrina said trying to pull Bucky out of the door.

You could feel the anger boiling inside you . How the fuck could she even say that?? I left him???

“I know. But I want to know why?”  he said looking at you . He looked hurt , he looked the way you looked when she lied to you about Bucky indecency .

“But why? I mean , why does it matter now.” She knew that there was no way out of this situation , she looked worried about the cat getting out of the bag.

“I just need to know.” He walked towards you , standing in front of your desk , his eyes boring into yours. “Tell me .”

You knew if you told him the truth he wouldn’t be with Sabrina. But what if she was right? What if he was happier with her than he was with you?

“Y/N Please.”. he begged. He looked hurt and angry he deserved to know the truth .

“I thought you cheated on me.”, the words barely audible.

“What?”, Bucky was taken aback by your words.

“Wha…What  did I ever do to make you think that? I neve…I never cheated on you.”

“I know that now.” You say with your head down , sounding guilty. You knew it wasn’t your fault but you did hurt Bucky .

“Why did you think that?” He asked a little more sternly.

“I…Because..”, you wanted to tell him, but you still weren’t sure for some reason .

“Y/N , just tell me.”

You could see from behind Bucky that Sabrina was already standing with her head down , looking guilty as fuck.

“Sabrina told me.” , you blurted out . You couldn’t hold it back. He needed to know.  

“What?? “ he asked turning to face her .

As the words came out of your mouth she instantly looked up to you , anger behind her gaze .And now that Bucky turned towards her , her expression completely changed.

“Is it true?” You expected him to be more angry and furious , expected him to scream at her .  But he didn’t . He felt the same thing you felt when you found the truth. Betrayal . He couldn’t believe that someone was capable of doing this .

“Yes . But Bucky I did it because I love you.” She pleaded taking his hands in hers. He pulled away instantly.  

“Well thats a weird way of showing it. You took away someone I loved the most . And you want me to believe that you love me?”

“Bucky ,please….”

“Get out.” Was all that he said . She was crying  . You didn’t know what to feel . Were you angry yes. But you were a little sad too .You knew the feeling . You knew how you felt when you thought Bucky didn’t love you .

You watched her walk away . out of your office. Wiping her tears . You looked at Bucky who still had his back towards you .

“I am sorry.” You didn’t know what you were sorry for exactly but you said it anyways .

He slowly turned towards you as you continued speaking, looking down at your desk.

“I know that things ended badly ,and you love or loved Sabrina , and I don’t know where we stand but….” you squeaked in surprise as you felt him press his lips against yours.

After a moment of surprise you melt into the kiss and wrap your fingers around his neck. The kiss was urgent and full of need.

For someone reason tears rolled down your eyes as Bucky hugged you , close to his chest .

“Hey , it’s okay .”

“I thought I lost you now. I thought you loved her.”

“I love you . Always did.” His words soothed your heart and your lips curled into a smile.

“I love you.” He pulled you closer to his body , hoping he doesn’t have to lose you again .

A week passed before your path crossed with Sabrina’s. You saw her enter the cafe. You couldn’t to sip on your tea when she came and sat in front of you .

A few minutes of silence passed before she spoke up .

“I am sorry . I was selfish . I should have never hurt you . I know you can’t forgive me . And I know you can never trust me . But I just wanted you to know that I ashamed of what I did . And I am sorry.”

You didn’t know if you could believe her or not. But you knew that forgiving her will give a fresh start to the both of you.

“As you said I don’t know if I can ever trust you  , but I do accept your apology.” You say smiling .

She smiled back softly.

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Runaway// Remus Lupin Smut

Warnings: Smut

Pairing: RemusXreader

Word Count: 2,100+

Summary: Remus and Y/N follow up the make out with sex 

Requested: Yall wanted a remus smut

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Originally posted by marauderseraimagines

Remus, of course, was last on your list. He was tall, hot, and mysterious, and he had one thin scar, barely visible across his face. He was bad at potions and good at charms. His messy hair almost looked styled as if he prepped it to be that perfect. Other than the fact that he was incredibly bad at potions, and the responsible marauder, you were asked to help him study potions. You were surprised, but after four meetups, he didn’t need help anymore. He knew that, but he insisted that you help him with charms a subject he was good at.

Remus turned up at your usual spot in the library, hidden from everyone else behind the big book shelf. He peered behind the bookshelf and smiled when he saw you. No matter the distance his attraction to you remained constant. You could be at the ends of the earth and he would still be dragged towards you. And so you ignored it as best you could but  Remus had lost the traces of boyhood. You couldn’t help but take in his muscles, the clean shaven square jaw and tune into his voice. He loved to look down at you, not literally, not judging—but to look down at your small frame compared to his. He was a man now

You were the kind of girl that other girls loved to hate. You acted like an adult, awfully teen like, but around adults, you could fit in. You had an exuberance of youth. You had that movie star look, not overly tall and willowy and you weren’t just flawless in your bone structure, your skin was like silk over glass and you radiate an intelligent beauty. Remus was good at hiding the fact his eyes would slide over your body every 5 minutes.

“I didn’t expect you to show up,” He laughed at you while setting his stuff on the ground and scooting in the chair next to you. “I mean, you told me that I didn’t need to studying, but there is an obvious need of improvement in transfiguration,” You locked eyes with him and gave him a look of suspicion. Remus passed all check marks to pass N.E.W.T to you, yet he still came and sought improvement when there was none to be improved. He was turning into more of a nuisance now.

“Do not question my intelligence Remus, why do you keep calling me to study, when you don’t need too.” For a moment he eyed you, he looked as if he was trying to find the words to tell you why he was asking for you, but instead, he looked up and smiled.

“And deny you the pleasure of my company Y/N? Never.” You gazed at him for a second, and turned in his direction, he licked his lips slightly.

And so you sat there for an hour trying to help him with transfiguration, which, surprisingly, he would probably pass the test with Acceptable. He took in information considerably well and he would probably be a good student if he wasn’t always hanging out with Sirius Black, James Potter, and Peter Pettigrew. But suddenly, some confidence sparked inside of you and you turned to Remus and smirked.

“I think it’s my company you don’t want to be denied, Remus,” You stated. He glanced up at you for a second before looking back at his papers. He scooted his chair closer to yours and smirked.

   “It’s nice to know I make you smile even when I’m not around.” It came out of nowhere, but he wasn’t wrong, he did make you smile. You set down your quill and sighed harshly.

“And why would that be? Lupin.”  Remus was mysterious, and although you always wanted the idea of a relationship, it would never be a good idea. His friends were mean to Severus for no reason, and he never seemed to care or stop it. But your desperation kept telling you that it wasn’t him. So you listened to that. He looked at you as if he was staring through your being.

“Because I know you’re just as addicted to the idea of us being together, as I am.” Your steady breaths hitches and in one swift movement his moved his hands to your cheeks and pulled you quickly. It was almost as if you were the same person, you grabbed his face just as he grabbed yours and pulled you into a passionate kiss.

One minute Remus was next to you trying to flirt with you and the next he was kissing you with his hand clasped gently into the back of your hair, pressing it softly. Your hands were wrapped around his neck, pulling him into you more. He doesn’t stop, you don’t why or how, but you didn’t stop either. Maybe you found comfort in being guarded by the shelves or maybe it’s because once you had the taste you knew you would never be able to get enough. He’s everywhere, and he’s kissing you with a fervent urgent need you have never known before.

His hands travel to the legs of your chair, pulling the chair closer to him. With the sound of the chair against the floor emitting into the library, he pulled you into him even more. Urgently his mouth moved across your face with rough kisses that stung your cheek, your forehead, and lips.

“You’re just so fucking hot,” he breathed onto your lips and your hands moved down onto his thigh, but almost as if he had enough he pulled away quickly and picked up his bags, before leaving you in a cloud of lust. You felt emotionally bankrupt. That you had been robbed of the one feeling that you only got to taste once.

The next day, you were replaying the entire incident in your mind over and over. What went wrong? Why would he run away? After all the classes you had together, you both hurried into your dorms staying clear of each other. Of course, you don’t know why he suddenly hated you so much that he didn’t want to talk to you.

You had to get answers, you weren’t nearly as presentable as you would like to be, only being in a tank top and some shorts, but Remus, who had been as stupid enough to make out with you and run away afterwards wouldn’t mind. So you quickly rushed from your dorm to his.

You turned up at his door and wondered for a second if this was a good idea. If turning up to Remus’ door with only a tank top on some shorts would only make things worse. You guessed it probably would, but you didn’t care, because he left you at the most vulnerable moment, and then failed to talk to him about it. So you gripped the doorknob and then quickly turned it, and opened the door.

Remus’ was surprised, he turned around quickly and stared at your small, exposed figure in front of him. He was first turned around facing his dresser with a shirt in his hand. Your eyes traced the scars that lined his body, he looked so fit, he looked perfect. But he quickly turned around and stared at you.

“Yes?” he inquired. You stood in the doorway and sized him, looking at all his scars and looked down at his abs that rippled through his body.

“We need to talk,” You told him confidently, you puffed your chest out and glanced at him harshly. “You can’t just kiss a girl and run off like that, I’m not some toy.” He leaned up against his dresser and threw his shirt lightly to the side.

“I never said you were a toy, Y/N.” But you ignored what he said. You had every right to be mad and him, and he knew it.

“Put on some clothes… you look—indecent.” He sauntered over to you and smirked in your direction. He stood right in front of your body and reached over to shut his door.

“If you knocked—had some manners, I wouldn’t look so indecent.” You gave him a hard glance. “But I don’t think, you think, I look indecent.”

“Then what do I think,” You fired back at him.

“You think very naughty things,” He leaned down towards you.

“Very naughty indeed.”

And that he pressed your lips to his, and they were scorching hot. You want to reach the top with him, just for the high and then leave, just for what he did to you.

“Fuck you—Remus,” You whisper against his lips. He slips his lips against yours, this time harder, once before opening my mouth with his tongue. You moan and pull his body down, he was so tall and tan. You traced the scars up his naked chest and smirked up into the kiss. No teasing this time. He sucks on your lower lip. He runs his fingers through your hair. Then he slips his hand into your shirt and as innocently as possible puts his hand over your breasts, the pad of his thumb over your nipple.

You answered by plastering your mouth harder on his and kissing him in a way he’d never thought possible. Your hips jutted forward and moved against him. He picked you up suddenly and cradled your thighs in his hands as he carried you. He tugged at your lips even more. Not innocently, like a tease but hot, fiery, passionate and demanding. “Y/N,” he whispers slowly, prolonging each letter as if to savor them. His lips memorize every detail of your own. My name has never sounded so beautiful you thought. He pressed his tongue to the seam of your lips and, at your grant of access, he pushed his tongue into your mouth.

He carried you to the inexpensive Hogwarts bed, and let you fall onto it, before climbing over you. He kissed you again. It was a very sloppy kiss with the strong scent of old wine being exchanged from his mouth to yours. You reach up and knot your hands in his hair. You arched your back up moaning in the contact of body heat. He drew back his lips. But you could still feel the push of his tongue against your own.

He pulls off your shirt and then pulls the shorts down your pants. All you had to do was push his sports shorts down his legs and you were fully exposed to each other. He climbs on top of your form and kisses down your stomach. He slips his fingers underneath the worn elastic of your panties and aggressively rips them off your hip. He did the same with your bra, pulling it off your body and kissing your lips.

“God, Y/N.” You arched against him when he moved to your breast. Meanwhile, his fingers traveled down your stomach and plunged inside of you. You moaned out and bucked your hips up. His pushed your hips down again and headed to your opening. Two fingers worked inside you. You couldn’t wait till his mouth was on you. And not so long after that his tongue was on the bundle of nerves. He consumed you like fire, pushing his tongue inside of you and holding down your legs as you tried to hold back the moans.  He drove his tongue inside you, setting off another shattering moan. Remus made intense pleasure with his tongue and didn’t want to stop. You grabbed his hair, and yanked him in closer to you, pushing his head in. He thrust one finger inside you, crooking it and hitting you in the spot that turned your moans into one long, high-pitched orgasm. He couldn’t wait any longer.

He touched himself and then slowly pushed himself inside of you. He thrusts once, cautiously. Trying to memorize you and figure out what you wanted. He thrusts again, and he’s gone. He pushes himself harder and harder into you, and at one point you think you might not be able to take it, but the pleasure is all there. He lives for seconds in that painting pleasure that blinds your emotions. And in the intention of wrecking you with pleasure, he wrecks himself. He’s so emotionally vulnerable.

He thrusts and thrusts until you feel the rising passion of your energies and release. He falls next to you on the bed and pulls you into his chest. He locks his hand with yours and tries to catch his breath.

“I ran away because I was scared.” He whispered into your ear. “Because I never felt so good. It’s the kind that defiled my bed and made a mess of my emotions.”

“I know,” you whispered back. “I know,” You whispered to yourself.

Got7 Reaction to Your Bikini Top Loosening while at the Beach.

(Guys, I tried my best for this one, writing this was certainly a roller coaster from start to finish. Forgive me.)


While playing around in the water at the beach, there wasn’t a lot that was on your mind besides trying to run from Jaebum, who was trying to splash you with the cold water. Before you knew it, you felt your top slowly loosen from around you, and just in time you caught the front before it could fall and expose you completely. I feel like Jae wouldn’t completely overreact, but he would be surprised, for sure. He would help by tying the back for you, though, to make sure the accident wouldn’t happen again. What a kind man.


Like Jaebum, you both would be having a grand ol’ time being in the water playing miscellaneous games which require quite a bit of movement. At one point, Mark would come up from behind you and bear hug you trying to drag you down in the water with him (savage, I know). Somewhere in between that and hitting the water you must have completely lost your top. When you two would come up from underwater you immediately sunk back under to where your shoulders were barely showing. Right beside you, casually floating in the waves was the top you lost. Mark would probably just blush, apologize profusely, and turn away until you got your top securely on again.


Upon seeing your top slowly loosen while walking slightly behind you on the beach, he would probably treat it like some kind of emergency. “WOAH, JAGI WAIT…” He would yell while grabbing the strings to re-tie them, being super sure that they weren’t going to come untied again. He certainly wouldn’t be shy about the situation, but he would feel embarrassed for you.


You both would just be chilling and wading in the waves of the ocean when your top slowly loosened from around you. Luckily, your ladies were under the water and weren’t seen by anyone, but I feel like Jinyoung (upon noticing) grab your top for you and hand it to you before turning away. He would be polite about it and probably a little shy and try not to bring up the situation after that.


(Does he know what boobs are, should we tell him?) Nah, I’m just kidding, but when your top loosens in front of him as you guys are playing around in the water, he would probably let out some kind of scream and cover his eyes, waiting until you tell him that it’s okay to look again.


You were running from him in the water as he was chasing you with a water gun (as per usual), and while you were running as fast as you could in water, you lost your balance and fell. (You know where I’m going from here c’mon.) As you came up from underwater, your top loosened and fell off, causing Bam to produce a screech and run away in the opposite direction. Luckily, you had the water to protect you from indecency, and had enough time to grab your top and tie it back on without anyone else noticing, but poor BamBam would probably have that image burned in his head for the rest of his life.


I feel like Yugyeom is that one guy who always challenges his friends to handstand challenges underwater, like we all have a friend like that, don’t lie. So, you two would be on your second or third round of the contest and he lost, so he was above water first. As you came up, your top came off, apparently, and upon seeing Yugyeom’s shocked expression you knew exactly what happened and covered yourself up and ducked back into the water. He would hand you your top and probably help you tie it again, but he would be blushing the whole time because he’s probably not used to being in that kind of situation all the time (correct me if I’m wrong, though).

anonymous asked:

Hey! ٩(◕‿◕。)۶ I wanted to ask the Sakamaki's reaction to a very very cute (maybe on the limit to become sexy) halloween costume on the beloved girl (We're not in halloween but I like costumes)\(★ω★)/ (Thankyou<3)


♥Shu: Heh… Are you dressed up as a little witch? Show me your magic tricks, then… Don’t be boring, I know you have a few hidden skills.

♥Reiji: And what could this be? I think Halloween is not even near. You’re pretty indecent, walking around the mansion wearing such attire…

♥Ayato: Heh…? A ghost? You’re not even scary, Chichinashi! Try harder! You’re not going to scare anyone walking around with a blanket!

♥Kanato: What is that dress? It looks cute but… On the verge of ridiculous. -Kanato didn’t understand that you were dressed as a mahou shoujo.-

♥Laito: Are you a cowgirl, Bitch-chan? Hmm~ But you don’t even have a horse! Or… Where you planning to ride someone? Fufu~

♥Subaru: What… Why are you wearing a cape? A super girl? Whatever… Then, does that mean you can take one of my punches?

Birthday Jealousy- Andre Burakovsky

Originally posted by thornescratch

Ok so this one gets steamy, but not smutty. I’m having a hard time writing smut lately so I wanted to be sure to give you quality. If you want a smut, Jessyca, let me know though. I can write one! Anyway… HAPPY BIRTHDAY! Enjoy guys!

Warning: steam, cussing

Anon Request: Would you please make me an Andre Burakovsky imagine? My name is Jessyca and could it be for my 21st birthday (and he gets jealous or something like that?) & it be fluffy/smutty, if you don’t mind. Thank you so much!


              This wasn’t exactly how you had planned your 21st birthday to go.

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If Jamie and Claire could text : seeing Jamie/"Alessandro" on the beach in Voyager Edition [[BOOK SPOILERS]]
  • Claire: JAMIE
  • Claire: oh thank god I CAN SEE YOU
  • Claire: who the bloody hell are those soldiers you're wth??
  • Jamie: Marsali lass, stay hidden, d'ye hear?
  • Jamie: and since when do you use such unladylike language?
  • Claire: oh Christ sorry
  • Claire: this is marsali's phone but it's me
  • Claire: ClAire
  • Jamie: ---
  • Jamie: CLAORIRE?
  • Jamie: TRUKLYTT???
  • Claire: truly
  • Claire: I'll prove it
  • Claire: you dropped your phone in the sand right before those last messages
  • Claire: and now you've got your hand on your heart and look like you're about to pass out
  • Claire: //THE BEARD//
  • Claire: Jesus h roosevelt CHRSIT!
  • Jamie: Christ, mnd
  • Jamie: when i learned the gddm porpoise had taken ye
  • Claire: god I know
  • Claire: and I left my phone on the bloody Artemis so i couldn't reassure you
  • Jamie: and then I came for ye learned that ye'd been lost in the storm and
  • Claire: oh my love
  • Claire: you must have been frantic, I know I certainly
  • Jamie: and THEN
  • Jamie: to learn that //NO//
  • Claire: have I ever complimented you on how you can text without looking at the screen?
  • Claire: That's terribly impressive darling, you must show me how it's done
  • Claire: well, YES
  • Claire: but to be fair
  • Claire: I could die any day living in this century
  • Claire: NOW who's talking all unladylike?
  • Claire: if it counts for anything
  • Claire: i'm ecstatic to see you
  • Claire: and i'm happy you're safe
  • Jamie: *sigh*
  • Jamie: i'm happy you're safe, too, ssnch
  • Jamie: i'm glad you're no' dead or in danger
  • Jamie: for the moment
  • Claire: WHAT?
  • Jamie: nevermind
  • Jamie: everything will be fine
  • Jamie: prbably
  • Claire: what exactly is the plan with these soldier brutes?
  • Jamie: oh,
  • Jamie: tie them up in the hold until further notice
  • Claire: and //i'm// allegedly the foolhardy one in this marriage
  • Claire: do you SEE how heavily fcking armed they are???
  • Jamie: dnf, ssnch
  • Claire: jhrc
  • Jamie: where are ye
  • Jamie: need to see ye for a moment
  • Jamie: **need to have my hands on your arse for a moment
  • Claire: ahem this is your daughter's phone, remember?
  • Jamie: SHIT
  • Jamie: delete that
  • Jamie: but in all seriousness
  • Jamie: I need to touch you in some moderately indecent fashion
  • Jamie: right this minute
  • Claire: i'll meet you near the big palm tree at your 4:00
  • Claire: watch out for snakes
  • Jamie: on my way
  • Jamie: tho i think that's better advice for *you* right now, mnd
  • Claire: what ?
  • Claire: oh AhAHAH
  • Claire: charming
  • Claire: just how "moderate" is the indecency you have in mind?
  • Jamie: getting more extreme by the minute
  • Claire: DEFINITELY leaving this entire chat for marsali to peruse
  • Jamie: dinnaevencare jsut get over here and take a look at this ferocious snake
We found love in an empty bottle

She sits in the cantina nursing a third, or was it fourth, beer. Her head is swimming in that pleasant fuzzy way. Finn says something that makes her chuckle, and Poe laughs way too loud. He and Finn are a few more bottles deep, and she catches them looking at each other longingly. “If you two don’t shove off soon, they’ll be kicking you out for public indecency,” she remarks nonchalantly. This sets Poe off again and Finn looks abashed. “Well, well aren’t we judgmental,” he says as he elbows her. She gives him a huge grin, causing him to join in her laughter.

The say their goodbyes, and Rey attempts to finish her beer in peace. Not that she minds the company, but it’s nice to be alone. She couldn’t bare to watch the snog fest that was sure to happen if they hadn’t left. Not that she minded it at all. She was just so glaringly alone.

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