Character: Jeon Jungkook x oc/reader (with POV switches)
Genre / words: Smut / 6,721 words
Summary: The rule is simple - you can look but you can’t touch. You’ve been attending the event for a few times but it was only when a certain boy arrives at one occasion did you feel the fire of lust burning inside
Warning: exhibitionism, public display of masturbations, graphic smut scenes, mutual masturbations, mentions/use of sex toys
One day, when you blink, you'll see anther world in between the closing and opening of your eyelids. It will be terrifying, horrible, indescribable - and you will forget it as soon as you open your eyes. Perhaps it just happened. Perhaps it will happen tomorrow. Or perhaps, the last time you close your eyes, it will happen. And you won't be able to open them again to escape.
The next time someone tells you to run, do it. Even if you are surrounded by nothing but walls, run until you can't run anymore - then walk, then crawl, then squirm. Only when you have exhausted all means of movement will you be safe.
You are going to meet a special someone soon. A /very/ special someone. They will not have eyes, and their tongue will be heinously long. They will try to wrap you up - let them. Only once you give in to them will they let you go.
Something horrible has happened. It had nothing to do with you, but it happened. Just now, it happened again. You are powerless to stop these horrible things. And they, too, are powerless to hurt you - so long as you remember to listen to the weather. Did you forget? Hmm. Something bad has happened. It had everything to do with you.
There are dark forces attempting to change your fate right now. But will it be for better, or for worse? Leave a lemon on your porch overnight to stop them. You may save yourself - or doom yourself to an even worse fate. You must make the decision soon, or the forces will already be upon you.
Don't go to an ocean. Don't go to a lake. Actually, it's probably best you avoid swimming pools too. To be safe, don't even take a bath tonight - it isn't worth the risk. Is it raining? Well, then your fate has been sealed...
Don't stare too long at that object that shouldn't be there. Pretend that it's normal. If you pretend that you didn't just see it move out of the corner of your eye, you will be safe.
Don't do it. I know that you're thinking about doing it - but don't. There are demons waiting to take a hold of you if you succeed. What is 'it' you might be wondering - well, you know. You're the one who planned it.
The monster under your bed loves you. It loves you so very much. It crawls out and sleeps next to you at night, and it stares at pictures of you while you are away. It even fights off the other monsters every night. But watch out, it might just fail some night....and the monster in the closet loves you in a much more violent way.
Someday, when you are home alone in a new house, there will be an extra door that you will notice, and be unsure of it was there before. It wasn't. It contains a set of stairs, each step more wet and soft than the last. The further down these stairs. you walk, the hotter and damper you feel, and the more lights you will see on the walls. Do not touch the lights. Do not touch the walls. Keep walking - you will eventually trip, and find yourself facing up the stairs. Walk up. Do not, at any point, turn back - the teeth will come.
A strange and hauntingly beautiful woman will ask to use your phone in a parking lot at midnight, sometime in the near future. It will be cloudy and dark. She will look startlingly familiar, but you will not be able to remember her at all. You must not allow her to take your phone. You must not allow her to take your heart.
If you ever find yourself surrounded by strangers, keep a look out for anyone with golden pupils in plain white eyes. If you have seen them, then immediately cleanse yourself with fish water and lemon juice. If it's been more than three days, you have been Marked for something that is yet unknown, but must be avoided at all cost.
a belated birthday fic for the love of my life james potter <3
a lil throwback to his 18th birthday when he got so smashed he had to crash at lily’s and then they just had to share a bed.
The mirror keeps buzzing in her bag and she’s sure it’s Sirius, calling to see if they made it back alright. Lily can’t answer it though, because she has her arms full with James. A very mashed and wobbly James.
“Where are we?” He says into her neck, too loudly for Lily’s liking. If a light goes on in the house, they’re screwed.
“Almost there.” She tells him as they reach the gate and she has to hold him up with one hand to push it open. For a second he leans too far forward, but then somehow uprights himself and stumbles forward.
“Where are we?” He repeats, stepping closer so his breath fans all over her throat again. It would be nice if it didn’t smell of a mixture of jaeger and sick.
“My house.” Lily watches as realisation dawns on James’ face, mouth dropping open, shoulders going limp.
“Wow. You have a house?”
“Where did you think all your owls were coming to last summer?” She shakes him until his shoulders regain some structure and tries to walk forwards again. James is stuck though, feet planted firmly on the ground as he takes in her house.
There’s not much to take in and Lily blushes, not having really thought about this part of him crashing at hers. Of course, she’d thought about him staying one day, just not under these circumstances. In her imagination they hadn’t been sneaking in at 4 am because James got kicked out of the hotel the Marauders were staying at.
Preference "How they act whenever they're having a wet dream about you" (NSFW)
(WOOOOOO TWD PREFERENCE AND OUR FAVES 😏😏😏Woooo Hope it is as requested and you all like it :3 Gif not mine/found it on google/credit to the original owners.)
Negan-You’d realize he was having a wet dream about you whenever he’d suddenly loudly growl and grin mischievously in his sleep. He’d usually end up sleep talking to you and turn to wrap his arm around you and grind perfectly himself against you leaving sloppy kisses all over while feeling the relief
Daryl-You’d realize he was having a wet dream about you whenever he’d whisper softly “baby” and start to get breathless. He’d usually turn his back away from you, holding a pillow in his arms tightly and snuggle into it, trying to muffle himself as he’d slowly hump against it.
Rick-You’d realize he was having a wet dream about you whenever he’d wrap you tightly in his arms and start to grind against your backside. His lips would always make their way to your neck, shoulder, arm, basically any patch of your skin to suck on and keep himself quiet as much as he can.
Merle-You’d realize he was having a wet dream about you whenever he’d give you an order to please him through a growl and as he’d use his favorite dirty nickname he has for you. He’d usually then go quiet and grip onto the sheets, only to shift and breathlessly pant as he’d feel your body against his.
Glenn-You’d realize he was having a wet dream about you whenever he’d start to giggle darkly in his sleep and start to call you by his favorite pet name for you. He’d act oddly confident from the way he’d whisper and talk dirty “to you”, only to turn over on his stomach to rut and feel some relief.
Carl-You’d realize he was having a wet dream about you whenever he’d whisper your name over and over and turn away from you. He’d seem somewhat confused and would make you worry for him, only for you to see him holding onto his pillow and biting into it to feel some slight relief the moment you’d turn to him.
The Governor-You’d realize he was having a wet dream about you whenever he’d whine your name in satisfaction and start to breathlessly pant against your skin. He’d always find a way to catch you to him and slowly start to to hump against you to feel some relief.
Abraham-You’d realize he was having a wet dream about you whenever he’d mumble a comment about his hard on for you and would growl in satisfaction while shifting around to get comfortable. The moment he’d feel you, he’d chuckle and sleepily coax you into keep doing whatever you were doing in his dream.
Eugene-You’d realize he was having a wet dream about you whenever he’d whimper in his sleep and would quietly mumble his please for you to let him have his release. The moment he’d feel the slightest touch from you, he’d grow out of breath and feel so relieved, he’d start to quiet himself.
Ron-You’d realize he was having a wet dream about you whenever he’d turn over to you and search to grab a hold of you all of a sudden. He’d mumble in his sleep, letting his pleas out and try to reach for you, only to grab on whatever he could to muffle himself.
Jesus-You’d realize he was having a wet dream about you whenever he’d let out some slight moans and try to snuggle to you or even as closer than he already is or can be. He’d always shift around to feel your warmth and would only stop once he knows for sure it’s you, all while still letting his groans out.
Dwight-You’d realize he was having a wet dream about you whenever he’d turn away from you and let out some moans, grinding himself against the side of the bed. He’d blush and his breathing would grow ragged as he’d get warmer, only to start letting out your name the the closer he is.
Summary: After a bad breakup, your best friend Mark is determined to show you that you are worth more than what you think and that you mean more to him than you could have imagined.
Notes: Smut, Angst, Fluff
The air in the club was thick with sweat and perfume and while you had been out clubbing more and more recently, you still couldn’t get used to the stench and the way it fogged your senses. It also didn’t help that there were random horny people grinding on each other left and right, but then again you could also be seen as one of those people.
You were caught up in another random guy just as you had been every time you went to a club. His large hands were locked onto your hips as he pressed his lips fiercely to yours. You weren’t interested in sharing your night with him even though he was tall and fairly attractive, but something in the way his fingers gripped your hips was too reminiscent on the one person you were trying to forget.
Characters - Sam x Reader Summary - Sam comes back to the bunker to reader Word Count - 583 Warnings - none, for once! A/N - Prompt: ‘Fine By Me’ by Andy Grammer. This is part of @wildfirewinchester Meg’s Birthday Challenge! This one turned out shorter than I expected, but I think it works best in the short format. Let me know what you think! (I also refuse to apologize for the inordinate amount of sap.)
You aren’t in the least bit surprised when he trudges into the library room, his hair windswept and blood speckled all over his clothes.
Sam had left a few days ago with his brother, headed out to Colorado on some shifter case. He’d called on the way back, telling you all about how the shifter was a skinwalker instead, and how much he missed having you sleeping next to him at night.
A/N: So I had this sudden idea and it turned out to be a little cheesy and stuff but I REALLY loved this. And since all my work was suddenly DELETED, this is the first fic i’ve started and finished. I hope you like it!!
Requests and Headcanons are Open! Ships are closed
Request/Prompt: Nope! Just a simple idea I had
Summary: It rains for the first time in months, you immediately take this opportunity to have some fun
Relationship: Damian Wayne x Speedster!Reader
Word Count: 500+
Damian stood at the door opening up to the backyard, leaning against the frame with his arms crossed, Titus was seated next to the teen with his ears perked as he listened to the rapidly falling water pellets hit the ground. Damian hated the rain, mostly because it distracted him from doing anything else, with the constant sound of water hitting his window or the crashes of thunder interrupting silence. However there were times when the rain was relaxing, rather calming with the humid air and light drizzle, on days he’d find himself outside with a book or even his sketch pad, but that didn’t mean he necessarily loved it.
“Titus,” Damian called down to his dog, his head resting against the doorframe as he thought about the things he could do. He looked down at the large great dane next to him as he felt his companion nudge his leg.
“Let’s go an-” He was suddenly cut off by a hard gust of wind and a dark figure rushing past him into the rain, laughing and squeals could be heard from the sudden figure. He quickly grabbed Titus’s collar to prevent the canine from running off towards the certain speedster.
“Y/N… What’re you doing..?” He watched as you twirl around, letting yourself become absolutely drenched. He couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight as you topple to the ground with a laugh.
“Damian!” You call out to your friend, speeding towards the other teen and grabbing both of his hands in attempt to drag him outside, “Come on! Have some fun!”
“Y/N… I think my definition of fun is far different than yours”
“Oh shush it! Come on, It’ll be fun I promise!” You tugged him into the rain, feeling him struggle as you throw him onto the wet grass. Giggling as you block out the sound of him complain about how you’ve probably gotten his shirt dirty.
“Damian! You’ve got to relax and take in this moment! You’ve been cooped up in your room or the batcave for the past month and we’ve barely had a full on conversation!” You twirl around the face the teen, smirking at his hard glare he gave you, “Oh stop your glaring, let’s dance” You reach your hand out waiting for him to take it.
For a moment you thought he would smack your hand away and march back into the manor, however it took you by surprise as you grabbed your hand and pulled you down next to him. You squeal and lightly punch Damians shoulder, heavily breathing while giggling like a hyena.
Damian simply watched and roll around in the grass, laughing uncontrollably while you try to stand once again, only to slip. He couldn’t stop himself from smiling, watching as you successfully make it back up to your feet, prancing all about the backyard.
He had sudden second thoughts, maybe he did love the rain. Well as long it was with you of course he’d love the rain.
[A/N: Your last one for tonight guys, I’ve got work tomorrow and need to head off to bed at a reasonable time! Hope you enjoy this tinsy bit smuttier chapter than the last. I’m kind of trying to keep this real though, if you understand what I mean by that. I don’t want to rush it all.
Also this fic is now in celebration of reaching 400 followers tonight! Thank you guys!!]
RatedM for mentions of blood (just a tiny bit) and mature themes
Word count: 3.6k
Synopsis: This night, under the stars and with wind blowing between your bodies, you and Taehyung are the queen and king of the world.
May madness enlighten your way forever.
Author’s note: I’m weak, oh I’m so weak. I really couldn’t let go of my first fic, so here a drabble set in the same universe, following the madness of Tae and his love. This could be read alone, but I suggest you to check Sanitarium for a better understanding of the dynamics between the characters. This is dedicated to everyone who loved Harley!Tae and in particular to @sugajpg (gurl, I know you are a sucker for this kind of shit)
The wind blows cold
and loud, it echoes against the moon and between the glowing of stars like
pearly diamonds embodied in the sky – someone once told you they are the wings
of fallen angels that still burn between Heaven and Earth.
You are on the top of
the highest building of the city, feet well planted on the floor as the town
shines in all its insignificance under you: everything is silent and slow, the
city lights quivering like the breaths of a sleeping beast while the vain lives
of humans fade into their blue dreams. The whole world is still, yet alive with
almost unnoticeable tremors between the streets: some nocturnal souls wandering
in search of gold and crowns and gems between the shadows – the army of evil
and detriment, maybe.
And you, so mighty, so
perfect above all this, are no different than a queen loving her king.
Really, it’s a breath-taking
scenery, nearly empowering, yet you would be able to appreciate it way more if
Taehyung’s knife wasn’t wildly pressed under your jaw.
The two of you would be going about your normal routine when you noticed your stomach was a little bit bigger than usual. It wasn’t usually a problem for you, but with the mix of hormones running throughout your body, you couldn’t help it.
Jin would quickly take notice and make it his goal to help you feel better and treat you like a princess for the rest of the day. (He’d probably make you all your favourite foods and when you complained he’d tell you to shut up and eat) (why do I always associate food with Jin)
Suga / Yoongi
Yoongi and you would be comfortable enough that when you were on your period you let him know. He would come home and you’d say something about it and the two of you would just spend the rest of the day lounging around.
Sometimes, if you were lucky and he was being really nice, he would let you come and sit in his office with him and he would allow you to help him write. It would take your mind off of the non-stop pain and it was like a special privilege you only got once in a while.
J-Hope / Hoseok
Hoseok would try to hug you after coming home and you would avoid his open arms. He would be offended at first but once he noticed the heating pad on the couch he would understand instantly. He wouldn’t try to push it anymore and would let you have a few minutes to yourself.
Once he was sure you weren’t going to bite his head off, he would force you to lay down and cuddle with him until you felt better. This would consist of him repeatedly getting up and down to grab you anything you wanted and to re-heat your heating pad.
Rap Monster / Namjoon
There wouldn’t even be a second before Namjoon would notice. He would just now, because of how well the communication was between the two of you. You would make one sign of discomfort and he would be pulling out the heating bags and restocking the feminine products.
He would’ve been done before you could even tell him. You’d get around to letting him know and he’d be like, “tell me something I don’t know.” I bet Namjoon would be the best boyfriend because he doesn’t let that intelligence go to waste. He’d be O N T H E B A L L.
You would be getting ready to go out when you felt the pain kick in and you realized that your stomach was noticeable. You’d keep quiet, not wanting to make Jimin uncomfortable but he’d be more attentive than you give him credit for.
He would notice your hands drifting lower to cover your stomach and he’d understand. Despite not having been in a relationship for very long, he still realized that you weren’t feeling good. Being the sweetheart he is, he’d end up staying home and rubbing your stomach until it felt better.
V / Taehyung
Tae would be so innocent and not even notice how uncomfortable you were until it was dire. The moment he saw the tears he would instantly pull you close and try to distract you by playing some silly song and dancing strangely for your entertainment.
It wouldn’t work of course, and he’d have to end up calling Namjoon or Jin for help on what to do. Once he figured it out he’d be working as hard as possible to make you feel up to your best. There would be hot soup, hot packs, blankets, and most likely a pillow fort to hide in.
Jungkook would be a lot like Taehyung (in my opinion). I think he would be too innocent to notice at first, but once he did, it would be like caption obvious had dropped a bomb on him. A classic case of the iconic meme. Jeon JungSHOOK.
I think, being the youngest and newest to a relationship, he would most likely have to end up calling the hyungs and getting help. They’d walk him through it step by step like a medical procedure until you finally spoke up and he realized the best way to help you, was to listen to you. After that it would be full of him doing things for you, and most like you’d end up watching him play video games while he took care of you.
AN: I remember having such terrible writers block when I was originally writing this
Warnings: This is shit, please don’t read. I liked Good Boy better. Semi-violent, dubious consent(??), glove kink. Fucking on top of dead peoples ashes? While grandpa vader watches? Orgasm delay/denial. Other stuff..
Word Count: A lot. 2.7K
A/N: Ok um shit i…. This is a thing i did, idk if anyone’s done this yet.. Why does this shit turn me on??? Why couldn’t I be normal? I’d like to apologize to jesus and my dad. Also, the fucking tub of ashes is in his Vader room bc that makes more sense than a random cell.