you seem rather pleased about it

8th house Through the lens 🌺🌑


* Aries cusp: dynamic, blunt and independent at heart-stubborn and contemptuous when it comes to their intimate nature. Once you get past the calm of there Pisces 7th house you enter a realm of passion and intensity. They can seemingly be an entirely different individual once you’ve known them for quite sometime or achieve intimacy. They can be overwhelming and constantly pouring energy into their understanding of what it means to connect on a soul level. Death may be something all to familiar to them and often in a gritty and visceral way as with the nature of mars. Inheritance can often either be a battle or a passed lineage of sorts-martial money can be a source of agitation in the marriage and also be a source of the biggest lose due to the axis of libra/Aries. The occult is of interest for these individuals but there is a danger of being overly aggressive towards the world of the dead and attracting negative spirits. Sex is often rough in nature but deeply giving and passionate. Albeit they say these natives(depending on where mars is located) don’t always like prolonged sex.


* Taurus cusp: endearing, charming yet willful at heart. Once you’ve survived the more aggressive and in your face Arian 7th house and have known these natives for some years you often get to meet there move slower and down to earth side. There more cautious and easygoing nature whom seems to see life as a bag of chocolates both litturly and figuratively. There more passive and bullheaded nature may surprise you and what’s even more there realistic amount of patience may have you a loss for words from their earlier Arian dc. Often times the energy towards the occult is peaceful and often times experiences with the afterlife and paranormal activity remain benevolent unless mars or Pluto and maybe even harsh Uranus and Neptune are involved. Sex unlike there Aquarian/or Capricorn 5th May suggest will become much more sensual and tender in its expression as well as their more innate possessive nature


* Gemini cusp: sharp in wit and penetrating in their thoughts and observations. Unlike there more body based 7th house whom often read things in a more physical sense-once you really get to know these individuals you not only will be in for a change in their usual routines but a more probing mind behind the pleasing and sensuous demeanor. There fascination can fly from topic to topic at an almost alarming rate as well as what stimulates them on a physical and mental compasity. Many of their true feelings reside in the unseen and the unspoken in human nature be it astrology be it psychology be it the lime light of religion or the dim light of death. Their thoughts can be dark but it never consumes them. Sex here is seen as a concept rather than an ideal and often times they detach from the act itself and have a hard time opening up to intimacy out of a fear of truly letting down the invincible Barriers and chains they’ve shackles themselves too. Money here is often a game of wits and these natives often have to play their cards right in terms of investments and settlements-“play the game before it plays you”


* Cancer cusp:deeply feeling and worldly compassionate-a heavy chasm of emotion and sensitivity lie in wait once you get past the meager mask of the wordy banter and intellectual sparing that is their 7th house. You’ll often be overwhelmed by their true natures-whom are strong in their emotional presence but even stronger in their resilience and spiritual backing. These are the people whom I like to call the trauma fighters! They often deal with hardships and even harsher relationships with their mothers and even on an emotional level in general and walk through the fires without a trace of defeat. Albeit there is a pronounced sensitivity much of it comes from their need to belong and make a home-one that cannot be taken away. Sex here is very melding and very turbulent. These people have to be emotionally “ok” before they engage in it and sex takes on the energy of what their feeling-anger-sadness-joy- and so on. Their could be trouble with money in relation with women and inheritance may stem from the women in the family. Death could be a result of diseases in the mothers side as similar with moon in 6th or cancer on 6th. High receptivity here and even intuitiveness bordering on the psychic.


* Leo cusp: arrogant, above and powerful. A raging lion hides behind their more sensitive and calming sensibility that is their 7th house. Often times this is a escalation rather then a duo personality. Often times you see the nurturing and the intimate aspects of them but the Leo hides beneath these displays and shows itself as attention seeking and subtle manipulation as a way and means to receive admiration to fuel their inner personality. They love-they romance-they dance-they shout their loud but they’re youthful and pleasure seeking-the truest form of daredevils who challenge themselves in the darkness. The have an insatiable need for chaos in there intimate lives and can often attract it unconsciously as a means to have a better understating of their truest selves! Hence the(sun). Money matters are deeply rooted to their self worth and inheritance can come from males-that being said it may be something that has to be earned. Also once more like the moon-fathers side of the family could be what and where illness related to the death might occur. Sex here is passionate and authentic! They pour their love onto those they love and can be a bit tyrannical and dominate but I wouldn’t say the “I” aspect present in Leo mars is visible here with having Leo on the 8th house cusp! It’s more protective and “they” oriented.


* Virgo cusps: meticulous and cautious-innocent and nervous unlike their more outspoken and confident persona in their 7th house. They may surprise you with how shy and quiet they really can be deep down! They can seem like night and day at times and once you get to know them intimately they fluctuate between moments of confidence and moments of hubris. They’re immensely calculated and have a very focused and watchful nature-often preferring to observant rather than action oriented. They feel extremely homey these people and can have a very serene and peaceful energy about them that you wouldn’t expect. They can have a narrow minded view towards the occult and often avoid it. Inheritance is something that is planned out and well versed here. Sex here takes on a more sensuous yet pleasing disposition-unlike virgo mars the theme of service plays out in sex more often but the give and take of satisfaction colors sex here


* Libra cusp: passive, noble-and an internal lover at heart. Due to the nature of venus being in the 8th here unlike Taurus there are some variances-while the Tauren cusp natives may-oscillate between obsession and compulsion those with the libra cusp oscillate between desire and lust. Unlike their more critical 7th house they’re often more on the laid back and welcoming side of things and seek honest and open communication with those they care for-they’re immensely forgiving of the flaws of others and even implore the qualities one may see as a burden, because to them every aspect of human nature even in its ugliest nature is beautiful. They often see the beauty in chaos. Inheritance is usually simplistic and without much trouble and they’re often lucky in these endeavors. Relations with the occult are also pleasant although these people are more interested in the familial aspect of the afterlife and much like cancer on the 8th May seek communion with lost family members or lovers. Sex here is deeply intimate and an ideal union! They seek mutual stimulation of their partner and in turn them! Many people say these people prefer classy sex as opposed to messy and raw sex but I beg to differ this is the libra/Aries axis so they often fluctuate between the lusty side and the innocent side.


* Scorpio cusp: brooding, volatile-intense and deeply complex. Unlike they’re more sociable and superficial libra in the 7th once you get to really know these individuals you’ll meet an entirely different beast. There is a noticeable shift once time passes with these guys and gals-I wouldn’t say they become scary or anything but they do show they’re more serious and darker sides-the parts of them that are on the fringe-the sides of them that are weak and unsure-the sides of them searching for meaning and deep beyond what words can convey. They are powerful immensely yet they live in the dark and often times they’re unaware of there attraction to the world where light looses its power. Yet these are some of the purest and most compassionate souls you’ll ever meet. Inheritance is usually a landscape of manipulation and power plays but since Scorpio is in its own house these natives usually come out on top. Sex can be overwhelming to say the least and can easily become a fixation! They want to consume and desire to be consumed. They want an exchange of souls and to die nothing more and nothing less-if they come back then the odds where in their favor.


* Sagittarius cusp: spontaneous, daring, intense-yet playfully young. Unlike there more serious and demanding Scorpio 7th house once you get to really know them they’re truly children at heart-obnoxious and curious of the body and the realm of the soul and it’s departure. Much like Leo I dare say most times with the water dc and fire 8th house there is a tug of war dynamic where the water house is the leader and the 8th house is the underground influence. Often times they’re intensely propelled into their desires so much so that the grand nature of Sagittarius seeks to completely engulf it yet the sagittrian influence often grows frightened of their needs for utter and complete devotion-it clashes with their sense of exploration yet it’s the driving force behind their truth. They’re eager and forever energetic but have an exaggerative and “jump before leaping” personality. Inheritance is a blessing for them and usually marriage is a happy and beautiful thing for them and their bank and not in a shallow way either it just kinda is! Sex wise they’re passionate and insatiable! Once they’re in love they want it all the time and wherever they can! Anywhere knew and even if it’s the same place they don’t mind so long as they get to completely enjoy they’re lover in totality.


* Capricorn cusp: heavy, structured-reserved and erotic. Unlike their more bubbly and on the go 7th house in sag they really tend to be quite worrisome and somber deep down-many have a fear of true intimacy and avoid it at all cost or project this insecurity in strong sexual escapades as coping mechanism-unlike sag 8th house cusp who feels torn between commitment and freedom these natives are torn between intimacy and isolation. They unknowingly distance themselves from others who try to get close and often this becomes apparent when you truly get to know them-the walls begin forming and the person once bubbly begins to grow rather serious and cautious of both your feelings and you as a person. They are often wise beyond their years and extremely devoted despite their sag qualities projected earlier. Inheritance can be a hard fought battle and often money is scarce in early years but after the age of 30 things start looking up! Sex here is either done without feeling or is done deeply and with all of the soul. These people tend to hold of sex till their later years and don’t emphasize on it unless it’s with someone whom they love-but I suppose if you’ve brought out their 8th house you’ve made it right?


* Aquarius cusp: eccentric, electric, chaotic and completely out of reach. Unlike their more somber and reserved Capricorn dc these natives tend to be a bit unified with their Capricorn and their Aquarian energy-both of these signs being ruled by Saturn here creates a quiet and seeming-less transition that you don’t catch yet something that’ll leave you confused down the road. They can be serious and stern one moment and then childlike and far away the next. Something about them seems so eerie yet like a electric current constantly fluxing in its velocity. They’re both captivating and open and have a very unique yet detached view towards intimacy that becomes very prevalent upon getting to know them. They’re far more flexible then their cap dc suggest-yet their also far more emotional and intense then their Aquarius 8th suggest. They often cherish the chaos in their minds and live of it-there madness is their greatest source of change! These people often handle their turmoil in a detached way and I refer to this placement as the “dual psyche” placement as often times they handle their pain as if they’re a stranger looking in. Inheritance and money for that matter is a random occurrence and usually comes and goes but what’s amazing is that they’re never bad off money comes back just as quickly as it goes. Sex here is INTENSELY felt for these natives! I wouldn’t say they’re detached-especially when in love they lose themselves in their partners but there is an aspect of them that’s always watching from above never truly “there” sex comes in burst for them and there sex drive is fairly high but that’s more of a idea than a concept.



* Pisces cusp: evasive, fluid, synergy and the big yin and yang. Unlike their more detached personal image of their aqua dc there is a pronounced depth and emotional receptivity that’s often surprising to those who get to know these individuals. They’re huge music lovers and even bigger lovers of the world we call purgatory-they often never truly exists among us and constantly shift and phase in and out of reality and the world lying just beyond our own consciousness. They often project their more detached and rational front as a means to protect their more vulnerable side-inheritance wise their must be caution to those who may try to scam or seduce you out of what’s yours-this includes your spouse. The occult is a danger here as your grasp in the world of the living is already thinly held so it’s very easy for spirits to be drawn to you for that matter and of a more malicious intent. Sex here is often a means of completely losing oneself and even disappearing all together. They so sensitive sexually and often times sex feels like the first time always with them due to the depth of their feelings-sexual addictions and drug addictions are a possibility if taken to far.

Prince Damian Wayne falling in love with a "Commoner"

•Damian is known as the hothead out of the 4 princes.

•You were a servant for Prince Grayson, you trained his horses (Dick was known to have the fastest and most well trained horses because of you)

•You’ve been to Prince Jason’s and Tim’s castle to train their horses, but never visited the youngest prince.

•But one bright morning your prince told you to pack your bags for a weeklong trip.

•You arrived to a castle you never visited before, Prince Damian.

•His castle was the most lavished filled with international treasures.

•When you had to introduce yourself to Damian you shyly stepped into the room and gave a slight bow for respect.

•"You’re rather ugly.“

•The first thing Damian said to you.

•You stood up shocked glaring at Prince Damian’s bored face and for some reason… Prince Dick was smiling?

•"You’re rather rude.” You quickly snapped back.

•Damian looked slightly shocked that a commoner would talk back at him like that.

•Before Damian could say anything else Dick quickly ushered you out of the room and shut it.

•"You like her?“ Dick questioned with a grin.

•"I just said she was ugly.”

•"I know you too well Dami, Y/N is one of the sweetest people I ever met.“

•"She’s a commoner.”

•"And you still took interest in her.“

•By the next day you were fuming as you attended the horses.

•This Prince just called you ugly before you even said a word!

•Riding one of the horses to an open field you saw Dick’s horse follow soon after.

•"How do you like Prince Damian?”

•"He’s the rudest person I ever met! How do you see anything nice about-“

•Well you failed to notice Damian’s horse was right next to you.

•How did he get up here so quickly???

•You rode your horse away from the two Princes, obviously not wanting to talk.

•The whole visit Prince Damian always found some flaw about you.

•"You’re hands are all calloused.”
Damian would say stroking your hand.

•"You’re sense is fashion is horrendous.“
As he would slightly touch your shoulder.

•"How do you not know this?”
Damian would mutter peering over your shoulder.

•You mostly kept your mouth shut for fear of losing your job, but sometimes witty remarks came out.

•The bickering between you too became worse as Dick decided to extend his stay for 2 more weeks!

•Dick just sat there with a happy smile as you two were arguing over whatever came up.

•When Dick was out for a meeting Damian unexpectedly showed up to where you usually hang out.

•"Marry me.“

•Is what he said simply and plainly.

•He had no caring tone or eyes, he seemed very uninterested.

•"Why would I marry you!?”

•Then Damian proceeded to list your flaws and bow he can fix them, also adding your poor background so marrying him would be an upgrade.

•Enraged by his comments you threw a pail to his head and stormed off.

•Dick returned to Damian’s castle and with hopeful eyes asked how it went.

•But Damian’s glum attitude and red scrape on his cheek said all.

•Dick made Damian explain how everything happened.

•And when Damian finished talking he put a hand to his head and groaned.

•"That sounded like a order rather than a proposal Damian. You need to say it with emotion!“

•Dick also checked on you.

•You were angry and packed your things to go.

•"I know Damian messed up big time, but give him a chance. Please Y/N.”

•You sighed and unpacked your things giving it one last shot.

•The first few days was an awkward silence between you two.

•However, Damian didn’t say anything bad about you and actually came to you
When he needed help.

•Slowly you began to talk to him more.

•He seemed more nervous, obviously not wanting to make the same mistake.

•When you two were on a friendly talking level you began to see what Prince Dick found good in him.

•Damian was secretly very kind and thoughtful.

•He was actually the biggest donor to helping the poor.

•Reluctantly you fell for him.

•3 months later Damian tried to propose to you again.

•This time the speech was filled with emotions.

•He bantered on how much he thought you were beautiful and intelligent when he first saw you, but was too awkward to say anything nice in the beginning.

•After be apologized for his past mistakes he promised to be the best man he can be for you.

•Needless to say you accepted his proposal.

Silver Lining| Min Yoongi

Life has its hardships especially being fresh out of college luckily you have a gummy smiled friend to help you with your struggles. You managed getting a shabby apartment with a shared bedroom and when worst comes ends up having to share a cold shower as the warm water is shut off. Things arent going so pleasant as the electricity follows off too but the most treacherous of all, you being able to face what your feelings might actually hold. But your just friends right?

Originally posted by bullet-proof-girlscouts

Warning: Smut, cursing, stuff, Best friend Yoongi!, So much friendly bickering like damn just fuck already

Genre: Smut and fluff

Word count: 13.2K Got a little carried away..

A/N: A wild update appears. Okay this damn comeback needs to back the fuck up. Yoongi looks like a meal and bighit is now becoming a jin stan everything it beautiful. School sucks thats the main reason my updates are late as hell. also i found this promt on pintrest but switched some shit. ALSO i am supposed to be doing homework but needed to update please pray for my grades. ALso my teacher was talking about college and im not even a senior so you need to calm the fuck down with that damn word. Okay im done

Oh and you know i had to get a blue hair yoongi on the screen.


Having a longing companion was a necessity to a longing life. Having someone to share the necessitates you were used to sharing alone. The feeling of having another comforting body against your side defeating the odds always seemed appealing. It was often rare for something to come along like so. You would rather find a needle in a hay stack then finding something as extraordinary as other couples demonstrate so. It was never an easy task to accomplish as everyone seeks for so, making your chances limited.

I soon accepted this fate and decided on second best, another companion that seemingly resembled the same. A best friend was well suited for my need, as they held the same traits but still remained rather different. A significant other held the qualities of love and romance as a best friend held the traits of honesty loyalty and bundles of fun. No argumentative sides or going a long period without talking as being away from the seemed like the end of your whole soul. I needed someone to rely on and cherish without that sexual desire yet it seemed almost impossible to find. I was hovering over ever possibility i could get, still lost in the endless hay stack.

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The Lady of Calormen

Peter Pevensie x Reader

Requested by: Anonymous

A/N: This was a fun one to write! I got a bit carried away though lol


He knew the others weren’t a fan of this plan. Peter wasn’t so hot on it himself, but there was no other way to seal their alliance with the Calormen.

“Peter, I don’t see why one our Archenland allies couldn’t be the one to seal the treaty. Why do you have to marry her?” Edmund demanded.

His brother sighed.

“Because Ed, it’s my duty as High King. That, and… I wasn’t going to let them force you into anything you clearly didn’t want.”

“Yes, but–”

“Enough about it. What’s done is done.”

Edmund was clearly dissatisfied, but he didn’t protest it any further.

“When is she arriving?”

“This afternoon.”

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Three’s Company (Part 3): She Loves Him, She Loves Him Not

Title:  Three’s Company: She Loves Him, She Loves Him Not

Author:  Mimi @captain-rogers-beard

Summary:  After breaking up with your fiance, you’re forced to move in with your twin brother, Bucky, and his best friend and roommate, Steve. Living with your brother is one thing. Living with the man you’ve harbored a crush on for the majority of your life is another. What could possibly go wrong?

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Characters: Steve Rogers, Female Reader (Y/N Barnes), James “Bucky” Barnes, Brock Rumlow (mentioned), Natasha “Nat” Romanoff, Wanda Maximoff, Sam Wilson, Clint Barnes, Dot

Word Count:  2499

Rating: PG-13

Warnings:  angst, mentions of cheating, some kissing, a bit of sexual frustration

Author’s Notes: This is my first Marvel series and AU. I write Supernatural on @deansdirtylittlesecretsblog. I drew inspiration from the television show “Three’s Company,”  the movie “What’s Your Number?” and a bunch of other things. Thank you to the amazing @mamapeterson and @climbthatmooselikeatree for helping me - beta work, bouncing ideas off of them, and overall encouraging me.

***My work is not to be posted on any other sites without my express written permission.***

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Clueless.

Request from @deanwinnchesterisbae​: Bucky X Reader, reader’s on her period and Bucky has no idea what to do, hilarity ensues and Nat has to help him out. Fluff, cuteness, all of the snuggly Bucky (because who wouldn’t wanna cuddle the shit out of that man while in pain?)

Note: I was definitely giggling to myself as I wrote this lol!

Bucky x Period!Reader

Words: 1,364

Disclaimer: None of the GIFs used are mine so all credit goes to their creators <3

“Agent Barnes I am sorry to disturb you but I noticed that your alarm did not sound out so I thought it would be best that I wake you myself.”

Oh the joys of having a computer system that could patch into your room without so much as a word of consent from yourself.

“There was a reason for that F.R.I.D.A.Y.” A tired groan left Bucky’s lips as he moved his metal arm to wrap around what should have been your torso….only to be met with nothing but an empty space where you had once been. His brows furrowed. “Are you able to locate [y/n]?”

It only took the system a few seconds to respond back to him with your whereabouts.

“Agent [l/n] is currently in the bathroom although upon further scanning I can see that her stress levels are higher than normal.”

You were stressed? This came as quite the surprise to the super soldier given the night you had just spent together, as far as he was concerned you had been happy – more than happy from the sounds he had remembered hearing from you. A rather smug little smirk began to tug onto his lips as he could hear said noises replaying in his mind but he was soon snapped out of his thoughts when you heard your voice coming from the bathroom.

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Baby Daddy: Birth

Reader x Klaus Mikaelson


(NOT MY PICTURE)

N/A - this is scene is so magic I just had to have it on this imagine, even though it’s not a gif. I’m sorry it took so long to be out, as I said, I was sick. Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy. :)

*Requested

Imagine: You and Klaus are chilling and talking at a large bed when you suddenly goes into labour. 

Word Count: 2817

Resting in a huge soft mattress, you thought about no one bothered to let you know how hard being pregnant was. The fact you had a little person growing inside of you was weird. Oh, if only that was it… The baby kicked, twisted and danced a lot, making a whole party in your uterus. Every. Single. Day. And Klaus, who should be helping and regretting for putting you through this, would only laugh, saying it was cute. Also, that she had his impulsive genes. God, you hoped he was wrong!

“Oh no, baby.” You whispered, feeling it move. “I know it’s tight in there, but try to stay still.”

“Are you in pain, love?”

“Huh? Nah, I’m fine. A little bit uncomfortable, though.”

“It’s almost over.” He sat straight in the bed and stroke your belly, which made you smile. “Hey, sweetheart. It’s daddy.”

The baby girl kicked, almost as if she recognised who was talking to her. Klaus let a genuine grin slip under the response of his daughter and your heart warmed up at the sight. It was wonderful to see him as his true version. No anger, no resentment, not anything, just the man you have come to love very much.

“Y/N? Are you in there?”

You giggled, stretching your arm to touch the wrinkle formed between his eyebrows from the frowning. Klaus grasped your wrist, carefully, then placed a kiss on the soft skin, making you shudder. Yes, it did not matter that you were nine months pregnant, the man still managed to soak up your panties.

“Not fair, Niklaus…”

“I miss you so much…” He hummed against your forehead. “Your silky moans when I go down on you. Or the mewls whenever a kiss you right here.”

Klaus leant in, nuzzling on your neck and letting your scent intoxicate him. The reaction came pretty quickly to you, for it made you clutch a lock of his hair and pull it as hard as you could. He groaned, tightening the grip on your shoulders. After a lot of teasing, the blond man finally kissed you. His plump and warm lips connected to yours in a perfect match.

“Hum, allowed to make a fun fact?” Your voice was merely a whisper, while you stared deep into his blue eyes.

“Go ahead.”

“I know an effective method to help start the labouring process.”

“Like actually help you get that baby out sooner?”

“Oh yeah.”

“Share it, then!” 

You laughed.

“We need to have sex. Lots of it.”

"W-What?” He stuttered, surprised. “Sex helps?”

“It does.”

“So let’s get that started.”

The Mikaelson attacked your lips once more, only this time more wildly and lewd. You smirked between kisses, grasping the collar of his shirt and pulling him closer. However, before you could go any further, a sharp pain invaded your body, which lead you to stop everything.

“What is it, love?”

“Don’t freak out, OK?”

“I can’t promise anything when you say it like that… Come on, Y/N, tell me what is going on!”

“Alright.” You clenched your jaw, enduring the second contraction. “The baby is coming.”

“Huh? Are you sure?”

“Yes. Pretty sure.”

“What do I do?” Klaus looked lost and you felt sorry for him. 

“I don’t know!” You cried, feeling the pain crawling up your body again. “Go off to find Davina, she might have herbs or any knowledge that could help.”

“I won’t leave you alone.”

“Please, Klaus! I don’t think I can withstand this much pain.” Your voice was now barely a whisper. “Get Davina. For me.”

“Alright. But Rebekah and Elijah will be with you while I get the witch. Stay still.”

“Yeah, I’ll do my best.” You retorted, sarcastic. 

Like you could actually move from where you were under such a unbearable pain. It was utterly awful, something like being torn apart from the insides. Again, a scream slipped, which made you realise that keeping it together was no longer an option. Heck, you needed your brothers so much… Damon would make the whole situation lighter, whilst Stefan could give you support. You sighed, hating the idea of them not being around. 

“OK, screw this. I’m calling them.” You reached your cell, which was lying on the nightstand and dialled the Salvatore mansion’s number. 

Hello?

Urgh, hi, brother. I’m sorry I’ve been so… Ah! Absent lately.”

You sound tired.

“I am. That’s exactly why I called you.”

Because you’re tired?”

You giggled and shook your head.

“No, I called because your niece decided that today is the day she comes to meet this world. Oh, for God’s sake this hurts!”

What?!” His voice sounded like he was shocked. “You’re having the baby right now?”

“Sort of.” You shrugged and Klaus returned to the room, bringing two of his siblings with him. “Can you come?”

Yes, of course I can. I’ll be there in five.

He hung up and you were left alone with your new found family, which were incredibly silent. 

The Mikaelson siblings soon shook it off, splitting and begginning to work on making you comfortable. Rebekah sat by your side, cleaning your forehead with a warm white cloth, while Elijah brought some clean sheets and a towel, probably for the baby. Klaus, on the other hand, kept looking at you with desaprovement infused on his eyes. There was no doubt that he was acting like that because of the call. Your boyfriend developed a huge resentment towards Damon and Stefan and it did not matter what you said on the subject, the man would not cave in.  

“OK, do not give me that look. Get me my witch and don’t worry about my siblings.”

“You shouldn’t have called them here!" 

"Niklaus Mikaelson, I’m giving birth to your daughter. It’s no time to be fighting, alright?”

“She’s right, Nik. We need as much help as we can get." 

He huffed and crossed his arms. 

"This is not over.”

“I really don’t care, Klaus.” You sighed. “Just help me, OK? We can discuss everything later. After she’s born and safe.”

Since the Mikaelson could not bear the sight of you hurting, he agreed to your terms and left to find Davina. A second later, another set of labouring cramps came and, heck, you were so going to need drugs. 


[A couple of hours later]

“Bekah, this hurts!” You whimpered, screwing your eyes shut. 

“Oh, darling. I know it does.”

The blonde stroke your forehead, which by now was all covered in sweat. 

“Thanks for being here." 

Your mere whisper made the girl smile. Poor Rebekah. She was doing everything she could to make you comfortable, yet, as the time passed, the ache only grew worse. And nothing in that goddamned house was able ease what you were feeling. 

"Elijah, please, call out brother." 

"He doesn’t seem to be getting the calls at all.”

“She needs him, don’t you see?”

“I can watch out for her.” Stefan said, stepping out the couch near the big window. “I’m used to that by now, since she’s my sister.

Oh, yes. He had arrived a little after your boyfriend left, offering his support and helping hand. Yet, despite all of the good intentions the Salvatore had, he was definitely not allowed to come close. Doomed to observe you from a cold furniture. It was rather sad. However, there was not much you could do about it. 

“Oh, dear Stefan. I’m not sure my brother would appreciate if we allow you to do that.”

“And we certainly don’t care.” A sassy voice echoed, coming from the door. “Now, if you excuse me, I have to take my baby sister away from you guys.”

“Damon?”

“Thank me later, sis.”

“Are you crazy?” Elijah questioned, eyes widened. “We are not letting you get Y/N away from here. Otherwise…”

“… Klaus will go oh so pyschotic and destroy the whole town? Yeah, I know. Save it. I’ll take her to Bonnie, she has some witchy stuff that will help.”

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Whine Up - Sirius Black x Reader (smut)

Request: Hi could I request a young Sirius black imagine where Sirius and reader have both been sexually frustrated all day and decide to go back to the dorm;) but just as Sirius is abut to go down on reader the marauders walk in and are all like “OMG MY INNOCENCE” and shit like that. When they leave reader is like no way mood is ruined so they go down to the common room only to have the boys tease them xxx
Warnings: Okay this is a bit more smutty than what you requested. Sorry… not sorry. SMUT. My English. Not that great? 
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Today has been a torture. Like, really.
It all started before you even woke up. You had a dream about your boyfriend. A very very graphic one.

His mouth is soft against my neck, kissing me lovingly. I am left breathless with anticipation. His hand pulls my underwear aside as his finger skims my most sensitive area. I gasp, cupping his face and kissing him hungrily. He pulls back to adjust our bodies. He pulls me directly under him. He smiles and moves my legs apart. He kneels in front of me. The first touch of his tongue on my clit makes me jump upward and my hands go to his long, dark locks. I grab and tug as he takes over my mind. I can’t stop moving my hips against his mouth. He grabs my thighs and pushes me against his mouth. He moves back and I grab for his head, wanting him to keep his mouth against me, whining a bit at the sudden loss of his talented tongue.
“That’s right baby, keep grinding against my mouth, rubbing your clit all over me” he husks, smirking. He inserts his slender fingers inside me and my head falls back. He pumps slowly at first, sending shivers down my spine. He licks and circles his tongue while his fingers fuck me.


Your eyes snapped open. You were sweaty and needy. However, you hadn’t had time to take care of your problem. You groaned in frustration and stood up to get ready. You pushed the dream aside. As soon as you were done, you headed for the Great Hall for breakfast, like every other day. But something wasn’t like the other days.
As soon as you spotted Sirius, every single detail of that damn dream came back. You took a deep breath and took a seat next to him. He smiled at you, a bit forced.
“Slept well?”. That seemingly simple question made your core tingle. His voice was low and raspy and you had to clench your legs together. You did notice something, though. He was trying to hide a rather big bulge on his trousers. You bit your lip and forced your mind to stop fantasizing about him. Not now.
“Peachy” you sarcastically answered and took a sip of your coffee.
“Hey, what’s up?” he asked you concerned. You weren’t the only one that had a rather difficult beginning.
“If she tells you, will she sit on it?”. You choked. James. This wasn’t the day for dirty jokes. He, however, seemed pleased with himself. Lily gave his arm a slap, not even close to how you wanted to slap him.
Sirius groaned at his friend and looked at you giving you an apologizing smile. You just roll your eyes. The truth is that you have been thinking of what turned him on, wishing for the answer to be you.
 “Okay. What did the hurricane say to the coconut palm tree?” he asked the whole group. You looked genuinely confused. When no one answered, James continued.
“Hold on to your nuts, this is no ordinary blow job!” he exclaimed and burst out laughing. Was he that dense? Did he do it on purpose?

The pressure between your thighs had gotten worse. You couldn’t get Sirius off your mind all day. The fact that you were teasing each other, didn’t really help. He had flirted with you, calling you all kinds of dirty nicknames to get you completely wrecked. You were licking your lips seductively and glancing down at his erection-he was hard all day and you were proud of yourself for achieving that- and back at his eyes, biting your bottom lip and winking at him. When the two of you had been paired up he had his hand resting on your thigh as you’d sit beside him, only to caress your skin. Your fingers accidentally brushed over his bulge, lingering a bit longer there, enough for you to feel him twitching. He would groan and you would hollow your cheeks for a brief moment before smiling innocently.
You felt so frustrated that by the end of the classes you just rushed back to his dorm, before he could even be there, and waited for him.
Thankfully, you didn’t have to wait long. He walked in, threw his bag to the floor and made a beeline towards you.
“Teasing me all day?” he asked playfully and raspy. You bit your lip and batted your eyelashes. You were panting already. Imagining his mouth and his hands and his -
“I had a dream about you” you breathed out, all too innocent. You were getting him harder and harder. You almost felt guilty. And then you felt your heat practically dripping.
He crooked an eyebrow while undoing his tie and shirt. You mimicked his action as he talked.
“What did I do in your dream?” he groaned. You were faster. You were left in your matching black, lacy underwear and stockings. He had his pants still on, painfully tight as you could have guessed.
“Ate me out” you whispered, ashamed that you were talking about your wet dream with him. He smirked. A smirk you could identify as the same one that Lucifer had. He was the devil. But for him, you were willing to burn and sin and end up in Hell. Come to think of it, you were burning.
“That is not a dream, doll” he mumbled and threw you down onto his bed. He unbuckled his belt and kneeled in front of you. You were soaking. You reached down to touch him, taking his erection out and slowly palming him. He growled. His fingers were ghosting your clothed clit, toying with your nerves. He moved past your panties, sliding a finger inside you and you moaned.
Then, several things were heard.
“My eyes!”.
“My innocence!!”.
“GET OUT”.
You really didn’t know how you felt. It was awful. Your good mood was over, your best friends had seen you being eaten out-well almost- and your boyfriend getting a hand job. THOSE IDIOTS HAD RUINED EVERYTHING. You were sexually frustrated all day and that’s how it had ended. You wanted to scream.
After, what felt forever, you were alone again but not even close to your previous mood. You had felt him going soft in your hand and you-well, goodbye orgasm.
You removed yourself from him and got up. He seemed really uncomfortable, sitting on his bed, his head lowered and you felt bad. You put on your clothes quickly and threw him his shirt.
“I am sorry for those douchebags, baby, really” he said apologizing for something he didn’t do. He was fully dressed by now and you couldn’t help but feel needy again.
“It’s okay. Maybe we can try it” you said without finishing your sentence. He looked at you curiously.
“Try what?” he asked rather intrigued. It only excited you more. You had been informed of this by Marlene. And you thought that now was the time to spit it out.
“Edging” you whispered as you walked towards the door, ready to head out. You had your back turned but you were sure he was smirking. You held back a smile.
“Let’s join the assholes” you prompted him.

The moment you joined your “friends”, all those dirty jokes and teasing began.
“So, your ice cream had extra cream?” Peter said causing a blush. Sirius just shrugged him off. You plopped next to Lily and Remus, hoping that those two wouldn’t pick on you.
“The difference between light and hard is that you can sleep with a light on, right Pads?”. It was James who couldn’t keep his mouth shut. You just blushed and avoided everyone’s eyes.
“What’s the difference between snowmen and snowladies? Snowballs”. NOT Marlene too.
“Roses are red, violets are fine. If he’ll be the 6, will you be the 9?”. Not only did you blush but you fell off of the armchair as well.
You made eye contact with Sirius, silently begging him to stop them. Those poor excuses of friends. But in their defense, you couldn’t hold back your laughter.

BTS: Sex with Jimin

My first writing and it had to be something nswf :^) no shame at all Soo i had really fun writing this and i’d be really happy about reviews and other stuff. oh AND PLEASE REQUEST SOMETHING I’M BORED AND WANT TO WRITE.
Thank you!
——————————————————– Jimin

•Total Switch like picK A SIDE HUN
•Either really cute and whimpering or fucking you into the mattress and groaning
•Has a rly good stamina bcs dancing
•Powerful hip thrusts (i’m dead)
•When he’s in dom mood he’ll be rough but not too much he would want to hurt you… well not too much
•He would do light bondage and maybe even spanking but not more
•Seems rather sensual so even when he is in dom mood there would be this romantic undertone.
•Overstimulation is totally his kink
•Sub Jimin is my favorite Jimin
•Alooot of begging from his side
•Probably has a mommy kink
•While he wouldn’t want to overstep the boundaries when he’s dom with you, he’d totally want you to wreck him over when he’s sub (but only if you’re comfortable with it)
•Imagine him seeing you in lingerie for the first time and blushing like an idiot
•Becomes louder and louder when the orgasm is near
•When he orgasms his whole body shakes and shivers while he is just moaning your name rly loud (more like scream tbh)
•Cums on your chest when giving a blowjob but if not then he’d love to cum inside of you
•Rly tired afterwards but would still help you clean up and ask if he was too rough or if you enjoyed it
•Would hold you in his arms while sleeping and sheepishly smile

Originally posted by bangtanparkjihye

so this is love.

pairing: min yoongi | reader
genre: college au / fluff, angst
warnings: implied sexual activities, themes of cheating and heartbreak 
word count: 15,399
description: there are three things they don’t tell you about getting cheated on.
author’s note: i suggest listening to sandeul of b1a4′s mini album “stay as you are” because this was written by listening to said album on repeat. enjoy and thank you for your patience!

Originally posted by jinful


There are certain things they don’t tell you when you get cheated on. Not that there were any universal secrets to the concept, but it’s something that happens in the weakest moment of someone’s life. A betrayal. An unforgivable one at that. And, it isn’t simple either.

First of all, you’ll still love them. There isn’t some magical response that you’ll suddenly stop loving that person, because you still will. The love will remain as potent as it was when you just realize that you love them. Even so, it feels as though in that moment when you find out they’ve cheated on you, it’s like you remember every moment that led you fall for them in every fine detail as if you’re brain wanted you to suffer enough. Like being in some sort of limbo, you watch the first meeting, the first dates, the first talks, the firsts… all the works. It’s etched into your brain, and as if on replay, it continues to go on and on, reminding you of what was while you suffer through the current moment. You’ll think to yourself, What could I have done to turn this around? Where did it go so wrong?

But maybe some things are out of your control.

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like a genie in a bottle (m)

word count: 4.6k

genre: smut + fluff ; non-idol au

pairing: reader/namjoon

warning(s)/kink(s): hand jobs, male masturbation, semi-public, nipple play + light petting

summary: namjoon just needed some extra cash and he turned to a clinic, where he stumbled upon you and your very unique profession

music: one wish - ray j

a/n: the title is a random mixture of rubbing (lmao) + the song i had on repeat, it really doesn’t relate to the fic at all oh well

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Connected part 1 [tom riddle x reader]

Originally posted by cute-guysxx

Plot: Young Tom Riddle x Hufflepuff reader.
This is going to be a
 story about their complicated relationship and why they connect with each other on a different level. I try to stay true to Toms character, so it will be pretty angsty. Will contain fluff and smut in future parts.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5* | Part 6 | Part 7

  • Warnings: angst, physical threats
  • Word count: 2k

You pretty much knew that you would be sorted in the Hogwarts house of Hufflepuff, as soon as you got to know about the school of witchcraft and wizardry itself. Your family tree is well known as pure-blooded, though there has not been a continuous line, relating to Hogwarts houses. All of your ancestors were selected in different houses according to their traits. You were relieved when the sorting hat decided to put you into Hufflepuff, since you identified the most with all of its attributes.

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“Where are we?”, you asked the Doctor. He hadn’t mentioned anything about visiting anywhere else, since you basically just came back from a not-so-friendly encounter with some Daleks.

The Doctor didn’t answer. Instead he randomly started turning some buttons and switches on the control panel.

“Doctor?”, you asked once again. “Is everything alright?”

He looked up at you and smiled. “Of course. Look outside, everything’s fine.”
You raised an eyebrow, but made your way to the door. Slowly you opened it and stepped outside.

“Doctor? We’re basically infront of my front door.” Now the Doctor came outside as well and stood beside you.
“Well, yes, we are. I thought maybe you would like some time back home?”

“Well, I… I…”, you started. Actually you did want to continue travelling with him, why would you want to go back to your old life? But then you thought about your family. Your parents, your siblings. Finally you sighed.

“You’re right. Probably I should spend some time with my mum.”
The Doctor smiled, but not in his usual cheerful way. This time it seemed… nearly sad to you.

“What are you going to do while I’m here?”, you asked, rather worried about him.
“Oh, I have something left to do.”
You raised an eyebrow. That did not seem very convincing to you.

“Furthermore I have a time machine, haven’t I. I can fly of now right to the time I’m going to pick you up.”
The Doctor stepped into the TARDIS. “Goodbye, (y/n). I…" 

But he got interrupted as you shot straight forward, wrapping your hands around his neck and hugging him tightly.
"Promise”, you demanded, while still hugging him.
The Doctor hesitated slightly, but returned the hug nonetheless.. “I promise, (y/n).”

Pleased with his answer and smiling widely you let him go now and with a last wave you went to your house.
As you turned around one last time, you saw the Doctor waving to you with a serious expression on his face, before he turned around and disappeared inside his TARDIS.


He didn’t come back. And he wouldn’t. That was at least the only logical solution to why he hasn’t been back yet. But that didn’t mean you would give up. Sometimes on your way through the streets, you’d notice something blue and immediately turn around, just to realize, that it would be nothing more than a balloon, or a shopwindow, or – most likely – nothing at all.
The Doctor was gone for about two years now, and even if you knew, that he sometimes had some problems with punctuality, it was clear for you, that he’d probably left you. If you’d ever should spot this stupid Time Lord once again in your life, he’d surely had to listen to some insults you collectedover the years especially for him.

You were on your way home, listening to music and save from the pouring rain under your umbrella, as a shiver ran down your spine. Bewildered you shook your head. This was probably nothing, you decided, right before something different caught your attention. Again something big and blue.
You squinted your eyes to see better. For a short amount of time you thought you’re eyes were playing tricks on you again, as they had made often before, but as you walked closer, there was no doubt left.
You stood directly infront of the TARDIS.

Carefully you knocked. No answer. Of course not.
You rattled softly at the door. Locked. Of course.

You sighed. Well then, you had no other possibility than waiting for the owner of this big blue box, placed directly on your way home.

Well, you could have just gone away, leading you’re life as you’d done for the last 2 years. After all it wasn’t a bad life either. But then you remembered the day he left you and suddenly your decision strengthened.
“He promised”, you whispered to yourself, standing infront of the TARDIS, your umbrella firmly in your hand.


You hadn’t a clue how long you had waited, for the only thing you did was thinking about what to say to him once he would arrive. And how he’d react. Would he be sorry? Would he send you away again? Or would he not recognise you at all?
All that thoughts swirled in your head, as you heard someone coming nearer. Probably another passerby, so you kept your gaze lowered at the street, as you noticed that the man had stopped walking.
Curious you lifted your head and looked at your right to see a stranger weirdly looking at you.
He had brown hair and wore a light brown jacket and a red bow tie.

Why was he looking at you like this? You contracted your eyebrows and opened your mouth to say something, but he was quicker.
“(Y/n)?”, he asked, stepping nearer to you.

Surprised, but slightly scared you looked up to this man. He didn’t seem dangerous to you, but what made you uncertain about him was the question where on earth he knew your name from.

“Who are you?”, you asked and stepped nearer yourself now to examine this man you found yourself across from.

Your gaze wandered over him until you eventually looked into his eyes.

They were green, you noticed, but that was definitely not everything . There was something else inside his eyes.

These old, old eyes you knew so well.  

Realisation struck you,  and you slowly stepped backwards, your eyes opened wide.
“Doctor?”, you asked breathlessly, whereupon the man in front of you gave you a small smile.

“I promised, didn’t I?”

“Worries” Part 2

Word Count: 1,116

Daryl Dixon x Reader

This is part two of “Worries”, which you can read HERE

Summary: When Negan takes Daryl in as prisoner, he has more than a few words about Daryl’s relationship with you.

Warnings: A lot of Swearing (lol Negan is in this what do you expect)

Thanks for requesting a second part, anon! :)


We’re on easy street, and it feels so sweet…”

That song, playing on repeat, was driving Daryl insane. The only thing he could think about was getting out of that cell, escaping, and seeing you again. But of course, that seemed impossible since he was locked away, being forced to listen to the same song over and over again, eating dog food sandwiches.

“Get up.” Dwight opened the door, sunlight streaming into the once pitch dark cell. Daryl winced his eyes at the sudden change of light, but didn’t move to get up.

“I said get the fuck up, now. Negan wants to see you.” Dwight says again, and when Daryl doesn’t move, he grabs Daryl by the arm and forces him to walk down the hallway.

“Aha, exactly who I wanted to see.” Negan turned around from speaking to one of his many wives. Daryl grunts in response, and Dwight lets go of his arm.

“We gotta have a little chat.” Negan sets his drink down. “It’s about your precious little whore, Y/N.”

Daryl’s attention is fully on Negan once he mentions your name, even if it’s in a bad way. He hadn’t heard anything about you since the night of the lineup. He didn’t even know if you were alive, or if you were okay. All he could seem to do (besides plan escaping) was worry about you.

“Dwight, ladies, you mind giving us a little goddamn privacy? Fuck, I don’t get any respect around here.” Negan sighs, setting Lucille down on the table. They all hurry to leave the room, making Negan smirk in response. He loves being listened to, being in control.

“So, Daryl.”

“What?” Daryl manages to make out, his voice a little dry from not doing anything but crying and yelling for the past few days.

“Every time I am in Alexandria, all I get is dirty looks from that girl of yours. Let me tell you- that is not fucking cool, but damn is she a babe!” Negan laughs. Daryl gives him a dirty look, not liking that Negan was blatantly hitting on you. He’s very protective of you, and he hates when anyone even looks at you in a way that’s not friendly. But he knows better than to say anything to Negan.

“That ass, mhm, that’s a sight to see. I bet that pussy is great, too.” Negan taunts Daryl, and seeing by the look on his face, its working.

“She’s real lonely without you there. I offered to make her one of my wives, keep her company all day, fuck her brains out. She rejected that offer real fucking quick, seems she’s still hung up in you. Won’t be for too long. Not with all of those strong, younger men out there.”

Daryl wants to pick up Lucille from the couch and bash in Negan’s head like he did to Glenn and Abraham, but he somehow manages to keep his cool.

Despite all of the times that you have tried to reassure him that he didn’t need to be insecure about the age difference, he couldn’t help but let it get to him sometimes. Between everyone at the camp bothering him about it and his own worries that you would lose interest in him, he was very insecure about the situation. Typically you were the only person that could reassure him that everything was going to be ok and calm him down, but you weren’t here this time.

“She wouldn’t.” Is all he says.

“You sure about that, buddy? You’re an old ass man. She’s a hot ass fucking babe, ten out of ten. She’s going to leave you sooner or better.”

“She won’t.” Daryl grits through his teeth.

“Oh, I’m sorry, did I offend you?” Negan puts his hand over his heart. “I did, didn’t I?”

“No.”

“I could see why you’d be bothered by it, shit, I don’t blame ‘ya. She’s way out of your league. Surprised she’s not with that little serial killer- he’s only a few years younger than her, isn’t he? Or even with Rick. At least he’s got something going for him, being the, quite frankly shitty, leader of you guys.”

“Shut up.”

“Nuh-uh,” Negan shakes his finger. “You don’t get to tell me to shut up, or I will toss you right back into that fucking cage you just came from.”

Daryl sits there, unsure why Negan even called him out there. If it was just to taunt and tease him about you, than he would rather go back into the cell.

“Why am I out here?”

“I got bored. Decided to take the shit out of ‘ya in a different way than torture. I gotta say, this is way more fucking entertaining.” Negan laughs. “I’m just busting your balls, you can relax. I think its damn cool you can score someone like that. Even in the apocalypse. Shit, I’d even go as far as sayin’ I’m proud of ‘ya. She seems to really like you, for what reason I have no goddamn idea, but she does.”

“Please let me see her, I need ‘ta see her.” Daryl begged.

“You know I can’t do that.”

“Ya took Carl here, showed him around. Bring Y/N here.”

“Beggin’ me isn’t gonna do shit.” Negan shook his head. “Dwight!” He yelled, and the man came inside the room.

“Yes, sir?”

“Take him back. Done with him. He’s too goddamn sensitive.”

“No, no, no please, let me see her.” Daryl was about ready to explode, between the anger built up from this conversation with Negan, to that stupid song playing over and over again, to being stuck in isolation.

“Too bad so sad.” Negan waved them off, and gestured for his wives to come back into the room.

“Let’s go.” Dwight forced him back into the cell, pushing him to the ground.

“I want to see Y/N.” Daryl says before the door is closed shut again.

“Sorry, old man.”

The door shuts again, leaving Daryl alone again. His mind is still reeling from the conversation with Negan, making him more upset by the minute. The only thing that calms him down is remembering your voice telling him that you love him, and your beautiful face. You’re the only thing that gets him through the day and that gives him the strength to keep on.

We’re on easy street, and it feels so sweet…”

the scathe of branches, 1.8k, more of that sweet, sweet Loki whump, I’ll end up crossposting these eventually when I’m less lazy but here you go for now, title from the poetic edda cause I’m a pretentious bitch like that, uhhh cw for descriptions of burns I guess


Loki wasn’t entirely certain it would work. The window of time was very short, and the Tesseract did have a mind of its own, of sorts. If it decided it didn’t want to work with him, or even just took time to think about doing so -

It was a better option than the ship, though, which was a great deal further away. And Surtur certainly wasn’t wasting time rising out of the Eternal Flame in all his blazing, destructive, glory. The end of the world. Of Asgard, anyway. And here he was making it happen.

Didn’t quite manage it with Jotunheim. Second time’s the charm?

The trouble, it turned out, didn’t come from the Tesseract itself. It came from Surtur, half out of the flames, turning his head to look at Loki.

He really should not have waited to make sure the Eternal Flame worked as expected. That, in retrospect, had been his real mistake.

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prince charming » johnny

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prompt: you seem to be the only one who doesn’t find the prince charming and he finds that rather, well, charming.
words: 3031
category: prince!au, fluff
a/n: hey marissa @midnighthansol bet you didn’t know that while we were talking about monct i was actually writing this for your birthday haha how sneaky am i. thanks for being a great friend and i wish you the happiest of birthdays!

Originally posted by openyoureyesfornct


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You seemed to be the only one in the entire kingdom who didn’t like Prince Johnny. Your mother thought you were crazy: to be the prince’s maid and not like him. Many of the other women and a few men in the servant’s quarters thought you to be mad. Perhaps you were.

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boyfriend | kyungsoo

Originally posted by jonginssoo

how he’d treat you:

  • a really chill relaxed boyf
  • ur parents always tell u to bring him over 
  • literally ideal idc 
  • maybe even kinda shy??? at times
  • such a softie for you
  • cooks for you a lot
  • bakes for you a lot too!
  • wouldn’t say ily a lot but itd be clear he does
  • always asks if uve eaten, gotten home safe 
  • smiles to himself when he thinks about you

affection:

  • idk man….
  • just smiles at you all the time??
  • hugs u and presses his cheek against urs
  • likes patting ur head
  • he doesnt seem like a touchy feeling affectionate person to me
  • but would hold ur hand really softly
  • would be affectionate in how he treats u rather than through touches
  • quick shy kisses
  • but also deep kisses

the naughty naughty:

  • wastes no time!!!
  • doesn’t talk much or at all
  • probs isnt vocal either
  • slow, sensual 
  • u know those sex scenes in movies when they been waiting to fuh for 4 years and then it happens
  • does whatever u want him to cos he likes pleasing u
  • runs his lips over ur neck and thighs rather than kissing those parts
  • kisses you from start to finish
  • a lot of eye contact or just looking at u

minseok/xiumin | junmyeon/suho | yixing/lay | baekhyun | jongdae/chen | chanyeol | jongin/kai | sehun