you smell so nice

anonymous asked:

100 ways to say I love you?

1. “Everything is gonna be okay”

2. “We can go outside if your having anxiety”

3. “i’m here if you need to talk”

4. “your really something aren’t you”

5. “I like you just the way you are”

6. “i worry about you”

7. “your my favorite”

8. “I believe in you”

9. “your important to me”

10. “i care”

11. “I was just thinking about you”

12. “i noticed

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Art journal ideas/inspiration part 2

1. What colors feel like/ reminds you of

2. A place you want to visit ( doesn’t have to be a real pace, could be something from a book/movie/dream )

3. Childhood scary stories/myths you told each other - you can also illustrate it

4. Unexplained/ weird stuff that happened to you

5. Create something new by destroying something old

6. Red roses, petals

7. A drawing of an eye and inside of it a drawing of a world/city/universe/whatever and writing “there’s a whole world inside of you”

8. Use your parfume and spray it on a few pages or put/glue cardboad soap package(idk if you have those) in your journal it will smell so nice everytime you open it

9. Take wet baby wipes and draw with watercolors on them then press them between the pages to make pretty background

10. Tell your friends to draw something for you and put it in your journal

11. Take a stick or rope, a plastic spoon, roll a piece of paper into a pen or bend it ( take whatever you have ), dip it in ink and make a drawing with it

12. Draw something, cut it/rip it, and then put it back together

13. Draw on top of a photograph with acrylics

14. Being underwater, sun rays shining through, sea weed tangled between your fingers, colorful plants and animals, slow motion, dream like

15. Old antiquity shop

Please tag me if you use any I’d love to see it 

 Here’s part one

Today’s dose of catdads: Winston’s Bananas

After @joasakura mentioned how cats like to chew on crap, this happened.  She’s responsible for half the dialogue, so consider her a co-author as well as villainous instigator.

“Sir, have you been near my bananas?” Winston asks when Jack comes into the kitchenette.

Jack glances away from the cup of coffee he’s pouring long enough to look over to Winston.  "I have no idea what you’re talking about.“

Winston lifts the bunch of bruised and battered bananas in his big hand up to eye level and peers over his glasses at the suspicious human teeth marks.  

Jack is his commanding officer.  It would be inappropriate to accuse him of lying, and Winston tries hard to be appropriate.  Sometimes he thinks he’s the only one around here who does.

But there’s a reason he’s honed his skeptical face into a tool of precision, and it’s for moments just like this.

Jack glances at the bananas, also notes the suspicious human teeth marks, and then meets Winston’s eyes for just a second before politely unfocusing just a touch.  Jack and Gabriel get it, when it comes to body language, and Winston appreciates that.  Especially since they have a tendency to stare people down if they don’t think about it, and that makes Winston either want to duck down ingratiatingly or punch something.  "Maybe it was Lena,” Jack suggests after a moment of thought.  “You know how she gets on her sugar crashes.”

It’s a struggle to keep his expression from shearing off into total disbelief.  Instead, Winston lifts his other hand and measures the size of the bite marks with thumb and forefinger.  Not that he should need to.  He thinks it’s pretty evident.  "Sir, whoever this is could fit half of her head in their mouth.“

Jack’s tail puffs with indignation.  "Hey!”  

Winston sighs.  He didn’t mean it as an insult, but if the shoe fits…

“That’s not the only thing he can fit,” Gabriel says, reaching past Jack for the coffee.


Winston sighs again.  God, please don’t let this scar his love for bananas.  They already ruined his ability to enjoy corn.

Jungkook: When you grind his thigh

Genre: Smut

Tags: sex talk/ blowjob/ kinky play/ dirty language


Pairing: Jungkook/Reader

First part: Jungkook: When you catch him masturbating

Third part: Jungkook and Tae’s mischievous plan


You: The leader of a mafia organisation.

Jeon Jungkook - Master of burglary and a hitman. You were childhood friends but now he works for you. 4 years younger. Doing his best to prove that despite his age he’s the right man for you.

Setting: A follow-up to the first part of the story (Jungkook: When you catch him masturbating).

Sitting in your office and flipping pages of the documents that were supposed to be taken care of a long time ago doesn’t seem to be that appealing of an idea, but truth to be told, anything would be better than letting your memories of Jungkook’s desperate pleas and breathy moans fill your head. You shake your head in disapproval. They’re haunting you and they keep coming back even though you know damn well it’s so wrong. There is virtually no other word to describe these thoughts and the influence they’ve had on your daily routines since that memorable day. These thoughts have been so distracting, and much to your dismay, they don’t want to give you even a small break since that horrible and yet so ecstatic day. That day when you jerked off your adorable and oh so handsome childhood friend. Your worker. A guy four years younger who’s been crashing on you since he just as much as entered puberty… So innocently sweet… Hell, no. Without a doubt, Jeon Jungkook was anything but innocent when you caught him masturbating in your own bed. Once again, the mere reminiscence caused the beat of your heart to quicken unexpectedly. Words becoming blurry on the now creased sheet of paper. Wait a minute… Are your hands sweating?

Y: Oh, God girl… The hell are you thinking about again?

The question echoed in the room but there was nobody to give an answer to it. You’ve been staying away from that pretty and smiling face of Kookie for almost a week now. Fine, you’ve been giving him orders and made sure that he tended to some pressing matters concerning that flourishing (still a bit shady) business of yours. Providing, of course, that a mafia organisation can be labelled as such.
Nevertheless, you’ve been conflicted. It’s not like you doubted him. He’s never given you any reasons to question him or his feelings towards you. He’s been so caring and utterly devoted to you that it sickened your stomach the moment you realised that you’ve been acting like a fucking paranoid teenager. Funny thing… Maybe he isn’t the one who should try his best to prove his maturity? Another unanswered question…

You spaced out.
A knock on the door
And immediately you know it is him. It’s not like you have some mad clairvoyant skills but deep inside you know. You feel it must be him.
Three knocks. At first, it’s gentle but then it becomes more powerful and it speeds up. He’s never been the patient one, but he knows very well that loud banging angers you to no end. He’s not gonna risk that much today, although he adores the way your cheeks flush and the apparent irritation in your voice despite your best attempts to keep it all at bay when scolding him.

Y: Yes?

The door flings open and there he is. You didn’t plan to, you promised yourself you wouldn’t raise your eyes but sadly, they darted on their own in his direction. It was so quick, but damn you have a feeling he caught you in the act. The papers in your hand have never been more interesting than now. You could almost burn a hole with your gaze in this useless piece of writing.

J: I did what you asked me to. What now? Should I go and dispose of the guy? We’ve narrowed down his usual schedule and shit he does all day… I guess there’s no use waiting since he sure doesn’t waste his time stripping you of your money…

Y: No, that won’t be necessary. You’re free. I’ll have some other people deal with this.

A sharp intake of breath. Is he disappointed? Annoyed? You reach for another document from the stacked up pile resting on the desk.

J: I can handle this just as well as…

Y: It’s not to be discussed. You can leave. I’m working.

Your head ceremoniously propped on your hand, brows furrowed as if you were deeply analysing something.

J: As you wish. Is there anything else I can do for you, boss?

He’s angry. So angry. You can feel it hanging in the air. That tension that keeps both of you on the edge. Why is it so hard for you just to accept him? You’ve missed him so badly. Why can’t you say it out loud to that perfect boy?

Y: Are you deaf? I said you’re free.

J: Tsk…

Is this what you wanted to tell him? Your head up again. You can see his back as he reluctantly closes the distance between him and the doors. He’s like a sad and abandoned puppy now. But, no… He freezes for a moment and then energetically turns around to face you again. Of course… What have you been thinking? It’s Jeon Jungkook after all. He’ll never let go that easily. He’s proved you this so many times and yet it always makes your heart skip a beat whenever he puts up a fight to win you over.

J: Actually, fuck no. I won’t leave that room.

Y: Excuse me?

J: You heard me right, boss. You can’t be deaf, right?

That cheeky answer was certainly unforeseen and caught you off guard, to say the least.
He swiftly moved in the direction of the desk but he didn’t stop in front of it. Much to your astonishment, he went round it.

Standing tall and looking into your eyes. He’s furious. Suddenly, you realised it would be better to stand up too…

Y: I gave you an order Jeon Jungkook, aren’t you forgetting your place? You’re not in the position to talk to me lik…

J: If I am to be completely honest with you after you’ve palmed my dick enjoying the way I moaned your name I don’t think I am that much concerned about our boss and worker relation.

You’re blushing. No, no, no. Not now! Fists clenching so hard that it begins to hurt but you’re too numb and exasperated to notice.

Y: We’re at work and I expect you to do as I say. We’re not gonna talk about your dick, Jungkook.

J: Fine, then.

And he was smirking. That little bastard was smirking at you! Maybe you shouldn’t have mentioned the dick part, though…

J: Why don’t we chat a little about that silly behaviour of yours then?

He pouted his lips, raising a finger to touch them. A much too exaggerated whine accompanying this little fake act.

J: Oh wait, I guess we can’t talk about this since your behaviour is very much connected to my dick too…

Y: What behaviour? Are you out of your mind, brat?

J: Like you avoiding me’ cause you’ve essentially jerked me off the other day?

Y: I’m not avoiding you. Don’t get some weird ideas. 

J: If that’s the case then you’ll be happy If I come to your place as I usually do, right noona?

Y: And what are we going to do? Play some video games?

You tried to tease him a little but it backfired on you pretty badly…

J: Well, I actually intended to play video games, but if it’s suddenly too childish for you then I guess we can do some more mature stuff.

The way he prolonged the word mature made you wanna rip him off to shreds. An eat-shitting grin plastered on his handsome face.

J: So, seeing you have no objections I assume we’re clear. I’ll be at your place around 8.

And then, that was totally unpredictable. He gently leaned in and placed an innocent and a bit shy peck on your cheek, smiling very softly at you. His intense stare getting a bit too long to handle. Chocolate brown eyes literally melting you down on the spot.

Y: Whatever, just get out already…

That incoherent mumble sounded way too weak even to your own ears. So it did for Jungkook, cause it seems he mustered up enough courage to cup your face with his slender hand.

Yes. His hand now placed on your right cheek. Fingers gently caressing and playing with your soft skin. Oh god, he smells so nice… You closed your eyes. His forehead now resting on yours. His hands are so cold and a bit sweaty. Is he that nervous?

J: You’re making me go crazy, girl. I’m thinking about you all the time. Don’t be so hard on me all I wanna do is to love you the way you deserve it.

Jungkook’s never been too fond of making such confessions but certainly, he’s been getting more and more open about the way he feels. He’s always preferred to act rather than talk but with you, he just can’t keep it all to himself.

You nodded in agreement, still averting his gaze. Your throat was so dry at this point that you didn’t want to risk any attempt at talking.

J: You’re so cute.

He beamed one last time and left the office leaving you all to yourself and more haunting thoughts. Only now it feels a bit different. Your belly feels strangely warm and it’s not all that bad if you were to admit. It feels exciting. How much time is it going to take till you finally see him in the evening? It’s going to be a long and painful day… That you know for sure.

Jungkook arrived earlier. The moment you heard the familiar knocking at the door your eyes scanned the computer screen in search for the clock widget.

7:54… Damn, he’s ahead of time.

You gulped. It’s hard to swallow again.

He gently opened the door and sheepishly slipped into your room. His eyes eyeing your small figure. You’re sitting on the bed trying so hard to look occupied, doing something on the laptop placed on your thighs.

J: Ssup, pretty girl?

He stopped in the middle of your room scratching the back of his head.

J: Don’t even tell me you are still working…

Y: Just a couple of e-mails. I got to make sure that the deal goes smoothly.

A loud whine.

J: But, noona! You promised me a date!

Y: Stop whimpering like a kiddo and just wait. Gosh…

J: Fine…

So dissatisfied. Like little children who always stamp their feet when they want to get something, He could do that now. Damn sure he could. You want to chuckle so badly but you bite your lip instead. He reluctantly plodded towards the bed and collapsed on it with such a force that it rocked against the wall.

He is laying down next to you with his head just beside your bare thighs. Hands stretched above his head in a defeated manner. He looks like a picture of misery. No, definitely patience is not one of his merits. Eyes boring holes in you trying to speed up the painful agony of waiting. He is scanning your face in the hope of hearing you say: Kookie, I’m done!. But no such thing happens.

J: Noona, I’m hungry.

Y: How can you be hungry after eating 4 cups of noodles?

J: Gahh… Why did I even text you about it…

Y: I wonder myself…

J: Oi! You’re mean!

Y: No waaaaaay!

And suddenly he turned to the side and before you could react his teeth sank into your delicate thigh. His arms holding your legs in place.

Y: Jungkook it hurts!

J: Khe hehe heh…

Surely he would laugh even louder but he can’t because he’s too busy with nibbling at your soft flesh. The struggle to free yourself from his firm grasp quickly turns out to be pointless. That bastard is just too strong and heavy.

Y: Alright, alright I get it! 

More little bites followed

Y: Stop! I have ice cream! You can…

He raised his head visibly excited. His eyes even bigger than they usually are. So shiny… Wait… But his hands are still sneakingly stroking your inner thighs, aren’t they?

J: Now you’re talking! Our favourite flavour?

Y: Yeah…

J: Gonna eat them all.

He let out his infamous evil man cackle while jumping to his feet and running straight to the kitchen to fetch your favourite little treat. Not much time has passed and once again he enters the room with a joyous expression on his face carrying a big carton of ice cream and two spoons. One of them already in his face.

J: They mgmg re asgreeeat as evee…

Y: Jungkook I literally did not get a thing. Can you take the spoon out while you’re talking to me?

A silent nod. He scooped another portion of ice cream and devoured it quickly before answering.

J: Sure! I was telling they’re as great as ever!

Y: Good… I’m glad.

Once again he came to sit next to you on the bed.

J: Here, have a bite.

A spoonful of ice cream appeared in front of your face and he almost forced it down your throat. It’s so yummy…

Y: Mhmm…

J: Good, innit?

You smile warmly at him. He’s so precious. Baby bun.

You continue doing your job while observing the way he eats. Such an appetite. He makes sure to feed you too. It seems that each and every time he gives you more and more ice cream on the spoon. The entire carton disappears in no time. He lets out a satisfied moan.

J: So delicious!

Y: True.

You click the send button and it seems that there is nothing left to do? Maybe you should also check the monitoring cameras just one last time before you turn off the laptop…

J: Is this what you meant by “mature stuff”? It is boring as fuck. I hoped for something more entertaining.

Y: It’s not a fucking circus, brat.

J: Last time you were more entertaining, boss.

You shot him a glare and noticed how he licked his lips to get rid of the remaining ice cream. Although, it looked more like teasing. Yes, such a little tease.

J: Ahh… My hands are cold.

He kept on rubbing them in order to warm them up.

Y: It didn’t bother you while you were holding a carton of ice cream.

J: Now, that’s a different thing.

Y: How is that a different thing, smart-ass?

J: I was too busy to notice and I think I know even a better way of distracting myself.

He moved in your direction and positioned himself behind you. Arms immediately wrapping around your waist and hands slowly creeping under your strapless pink top. You put down the laptop. It seems like you won’t get to checking the monitoring system, after all.

J: It’s not fair. I fed you with ice cream and now my hands are freezing. Why don’t you warm me up a little, baby girl?

His slender fingers start rubbing circles around your belly button to let you adjust to the unpleasant sensation of his cold touch. Your belly muscles flex in response and he can literally feel how goosebumps start forming on your skin because of his intrusive fingers. You reach to grab his hands.

Y: I didn’t ask for any ice cream, did I?

J: You’re gonna suffer the consequences of your actions anyway.

Y: Oh, really? Whatcha gonna do, Kookie? Should I be scared?

The nickname stirred him up a little. It’s rare for you to address him so fondly. Last time you called him this way he ended up cumming into your hand…

He decided not to hesitate anymore. You’re going to be all his tonight and he’ll definitely return the favour from the other day.

J: How about you stop that jabbering, noona? Do you want to try me? You know I never back down from a challenge.

Y: Tempting… I feel like I might, actually.

You didn’t have to say anything more to get a reaction from him. All the time he has been breathing against your neck and now you feel your body being roughly pressed to him. Cold hands clutching on your tummy pushing you back on him with all his force. It isn’t gentle at all.Your breath hitches and a small whimper escapes your mouth. He lowers his head and traces your collarbones with his lips applying some pressure on the way. He stops and then he unexpectedly bites you, just like he did with your thighs. It dawns on you that you’re completely trapped between his rock hard thighs. Rock hard thighs that squeeze on you harder and harder to hold you still, exactly how Jungkookie wants. He rocks his hips into your back. Hands forcing you to arch in his direction. He continues to repeat the pleasurable movement. After a couple of thrusts, you stop counting because you’re more focused on Jungkook’s heavy breathing. He got hard. You can feel his erection even through the thick fabric of his ripped jeans. He pushes one last time and you do your best to hit him hard right where he needs it.

J: Fuck, yes…

Y: Kookie?

J: You gotta stop baby girl, I can’t cum so early.

His head propped on your shoulder, arms embracing you so tightly that it is hard to breathe. His smell is intoxicating and you let yourself drown in it, fully relaxing into his arms.

Y: Who says you can’t, Kookie? It felt so nice when you came for me last time. I want you to come again… and again.

J: Tonight I need you to cum for me, mmkay? I want to make you feel good too. I’ve been thinking about this all the time, noona…

He is purring these words into your ear. Shivers run down your spine. He starts licking at your neck. Very slowly. He sucks on the skin and then he carefully bites down on it eliciting a moan from you.

J: You didn’t give me a chance to pay you back. You can’t avoid me like that. Do you have any idea how it made me feel? I was going crazy… Fuck…

He broke the embrace and knelt down spinning you around to face him. He pushed you back on the bed and crawled on you. His hips immediately grinding against your pussy. You wrapped your legs around him encouraging him to go on.

Finally, he is kissing you. So sensually. The passion and desire are radiating from him. Kisses turn sloppy and desperate. You’re pulling on his hair, nails digging into the skin. You need more of that pretty boy. You want him begging just like the last time he did. Hands slowly trailing down his body, reaching for the oversized white t-shirt. You’re struggling to take it off when he breaks the kiss in order to help you get rid of the unneeded piece of clothing. He kneels between your thighs, discarding the t-shirt somewhere on the ground. His bare chest and perfectly chiselled tummy for your private view only. You swallow hard. You can see that his nipples are erected. Your eyes trace the perfect shape of his pelvis area and then you notice the hard bulge in his jeans.

Y: Damn, boy. You’re not gonna do much with such a big problem in your pants.

J: Nah… it’s alright-hah…

You didn’t give him much of a chance to respond, palming his erected member through the material of his trousers.

J: Sweetheart, what do you think you’re doing now? Agh…

Y: I’m making you feel good, Jungkookie. I’ll make you feel even better.

J: No, please. Oh, noona wait. I wanted- ahh- I wanted to please you first…

Y: So stop holding in your moans and let me hear that beautiful voice of yours.

You’re swiftly unbuttoning the trousers never losing eye contact with him. Not wasting any more time you decide to yank off his boxers and jeans in one strong tug. Soon enough his rock-hard cock springs out of its confinement. It’s dripping with precum. You can see that a vein popped out on its surface. Marvellous display.

Y: Kookie, baby, can you just lay down on your back, please?

J: But, noona…

Y: Shush.

You’re pushing him down on the bed and it’s easier that you’ve thought it would be. He doesn’t protest that much… His beautiful and shiny hair bounces slightly when he hits his head on the soft mattress. Feet resting on the ground. You come off the bed and sit on the floor, just between his thighs. Next thing you do is to take off the jeans that are pushed down to his knees. Yes, much better now. First, you gently massage his thighs and pelvis area in a circular movement slowly applying more pressure. He propels himself on his elbows curious of your actions. Big chocolate eyes stealing glances of your face, your hands, your boobs… Mouth slightly opened. His lips are dry and a bit swollen. He’s been continuously biting on them due to the excitement. Finally, you grab his cock in your hand lazily stroking him to properly coat his member. His hips push back into your hand. You know you’re being too delicate and this is not what he needs now.

Y: Do you want me to go harder, Kookie? Tell me.

Your thumb brushes over the sensitive tip. He moans so loud you that you can feel your clit throbbing in response.

Y: Hmm? What is it, baby?

J: Noona, I need you… I need you to take him harder. 

Y: Mhmm… How about I suck you off then? 

J: What..Whhat?

The expression on his face is just priceless. You don’t know if he’s more shocked, terrified or aroused but it looks just amazing. You’re leaning down, licking your lips and then you blow some air on his dick enjoying the way his body shivers underneath you.

Y: It’s going to be ok. I promise.

You coo trying to calm him down a little. You know it’s his first blowjob and you just want him to relax and simply enjoy.

J: But, noona, it’s… You don’t have to do this. He’s all wet and it’s…

Is your pretty baby boy freaking out? How cute… He’s too adorable to handle. You know he wants it more than anything but he’s also afraid that it won’t be too pleasant for you. Little does he know… Without any more talking, you put your mouth around his erected cock. His hands immediately grabbing on your hair the moment he feels the immense pleasure caused by your sucking. You go hard, no more teasing for tonight. He’s been such a good boy he deserves to be rewarded. You’re sucking repeatedly, working your hand around his shaft. It’s difficult to take him all in at once. Nevertheless, you decide to try. You’re pushing him all in down your throat, without gagging. You stop for a moment not only in order to adjust but also because Jungkook stilled your head with his desperate grip. He’s panting heavily.

J: Noona, stop, I can’t take it…

That makes you even more determined to go on. Despite his strong grip, you continue to bob your head in a rhythmic motion trying to observe his reactions so as to make that boy lose his mind for you. You have to pull out for a moment to catch a breath of air. Some tears forming in your eyes because of your eagernesses to swallow him all at one go. You quickly glance at him to check if he’s alright and an evil chuckle escapes your lips. So lewd. So whipped up for you that he can barely breathe.

Y: Be a good boy and don’t interrupt me, Kookie.

You gently smile at him before placing your mouth back to where they should be. Where both of you want them to be. Although judging from his squirms deep throating was undeniably a success, you realise that you wouldn’t be able to pull it off till he comes. He’s just too big. To stimulate him more you take him in as far as you can helping yourself with your palm. You’re sucking and stroking him at the same time remembering to swirl your tongue around his sensitive tip. He’s wriggling. His body spasms and convulses because of you. Because of the dirty things you’ve been doing to this boy all this time. His cock is twitching in your mouth. You want to laugh when you notice that he begs you to stop while holding you tight in place.

J: Baby, I’m gonna cum. I can’t hold it in anymore, please…

It’s a clear contradiction. He urges you to stop but keeps on thrusting into your mouth. 

It’s getting more and more frantic. He’s half sitting and half laying down not knowing what to do with himself anymore. Blood quickly rushing through his veins. He doesn’t have any control over his hips and lower area, he just keeps on pushing in and out of your pretty face moaning lewdly much to your heart’s content. You adore every little moan and whimper. You adore it so much that your pussy clenches every now and then making you squeeze your thighs in a futile effort to ease your arousal. You groan, dissatisfied. The vibrations in your throat pushing him over the edge and he rides out his orgasm thrusting erratically while desperately holding to you. He cums crying out your name and repeating countless apologies for forcing you to swallow his semen. You suck him dry, licking your lips and savouring the taste of his cum. You didn’t manage to swallow it all and as a result, some of it was dripping down your fingers. You lick it all eagerly while staring into Jungkook’s eyes. He sits there with his mouth open trying to calm down his irregular breathing. Eyes going wide in shock while he absent-mindedly watches how you lick his semen off your own fingers. He gulps.

Y: Kookie you’re so sweet I could suck you all the time.

He’s sweaty and still a bit dizzy from his high. Body covered in little goosebumps. He vehemently shakes his head blushing furiously at your words.

J: Noona, why did you swallow? I told you to stop… I told you so many times…

You can’t help but laugh a little at this silly question. You’re gently rubbing his thigh with your palm. It’s just that you can’t overcome the urge to continue touching him. He’s irresistible.

Y: True, you did tell me to stop but at the same time, you almost choked me with your huge dick, Kookie. It didn’t exactly feel as if you wanted me to stop, you know...

Words coming out of your mouth in a soft whisper. You are inches away from his face. He’s totally lost and mesmerised by your words and actions.

J: I’m sorr…

Y: Nah… Don’t think I didn’t enjoy myself, you silly. 

Having said that, you reach for his shaky hand and place it over your pussy. The shorts you’re wearing are totally soaked with your juices. He inhales sharply and you just bite your lip to hold in a moan. His fingers shyly begin to explore your wetted core in a careful and insecure manner. He gently strokes the tip of your clit raising his eyes to observe your reaction. Your eyes shut tightly and the moment you feel him tickling it with two of his slender fingers your head falls back. You’re whimpering when he places the inner side of his palm all over your heated cunt. He is massaging it rubbing it up and down. Repeating the movement to the point when you shamelessly push yourself on his hand to get more friction. He loves the way you respond to his heavy petting and it makes him even more motivated to hear more of that uncontrollable moans.

J: Baby, don’t you think it’s a bit unfair that I’m the only one naked here?

He experimentally pushes his finger inside your pussy through the fabric of your shorts and you gasp, not being able to respond.

J: I’m pretty sure you won’t need these, right?

He pulls on the band of your shorts and takes them off you taking in the view of your body. For a moment he sits there doing nothing apart from staring at you while fumbling the shorts in his hands. Your cheeks get flushed because he’s basically ogling you with no shame whatsoever. So indecent. You begin to doubt yourself and your body. Is something wrong? Your hands timidly covering the bare skin that embarrasses you so much. He stops you midway.

J: No-no-no. You’re not hiding any of these from me. You’re going to show me so much more, Jagiya.

His grip on your wrists is so strong that it stings a little but it doesn’t last long because he’s now reaching for the pink strapless top. You’re getting more nervous. He hasn’t seen you naked before. The painful realisation makes you even more self-conscious. He leans in, effortlessly pulling off the top. Your boobs out in the open making you shiver because of the chilly air. Once again, you attempt to cover yourself but Jungkook grabs your hips and makes you sit down on his thigh which is now just between your legs dangerously close to your aroused pussy. He takes your arms and locks them behind your back. You can’t wriggle out of his grasp. Besides, any movement makes you rub your ass and cunt on that rock hard thigh. Oh dear… It feels too good… You’ve been wanting him so badly for so long it’s too difficult to restrain yourself from grinding on him till you cum all over that muscular thigh. You move your hips rubbing your clit on his hard muscles groaning much too audibly but you’re far too gone to care. You’re so busy with pleasuring yourself that you’re totally oblivious to Jungkook’s watchful eyes. He’s been admiring your boobs and the way they bounce each and every time you grind on his thigh.

J: Noona, can I touch them, please? Oh fuck, I want to feel them in my hands so badly. They’re so big… So perfect…

He praises you never taking his eyes off them. It seems he won’t play with your breasts unless he is allowed to do so. He is totally entranced by your beauty and he makes sure to voice his admiration as you continue to go up and down his leg.

J: You’re so fucking pretty. I could stare at you all the time. Please don’t be shy, baby. Let me touch them…

You simply nod being too worked out to answer properly. He doesn’t waste any more time and immediately lets go of your hands placing his palms on your tits. The moment he frees your from his tight hold you rest your hands on his back clinging to him like a little girl. He fondles your boobs and swirls his thumb over your erected nipple. Your vision goes blurry and your body slowly begins to spasm as you feel your orgasm getting closer and closer.

Y: Kookie, I’m so close…

J: Yes, baby. Cum for me. I want to see you cumming for me.

He bowed his head to kiss your breasts. At first, he languidly licked over their surface but then he started sucking on your nipple, playing with it using his tongue. Suddenly you feel so weak. Everything is spinning around you. You cry out climaxing on his thigh.

Y: Ahhh… Kookie, I’m there, baby…

He is kissing you passionately trying to suppress your moans You can feel his hands roughly gripping your ass and pushing you on his thigh in order to help you ride out your orgasm. It’s been a long time since you’ve felt so good thanks to a man. He makes you feel loved… When it’s all over you go limp into his arms breathing laboriously because of the intensity of your climax. He wraps his arms around you and carefully places you on the bed, laying on top of you. He tenderly strokes the hair back from your face looking deeply into your half-lidded eyes.

J: I’ve never seen a prettier thing in my life.

Y: Duh… You’re too young to judge, brat.

He laughs out heartily at your poor comeback. He puts your foreheads together and brushes his nose over yours affectionately. It makes you laugh a little too.

J: How long are you gonna pretend you don’t like me, boss?

Y: I’m too tired to answer such stupid questions.

J: Oh, right. I wonder what made you so tired, or rather should I say who? What do you think?

Y: You’re getting ahead of yourself again. Maybe you should work on your manners first.

Again he chuckles at your silly retort and then he places a soft kiss on your swollen lips.

J: I’m sorry, boss. I’ll do my best. I promise next time you won’t be able to bad-mouth me when I’m done with you.

Y: Oh, please.

J: I’m telling you, baby. I’ll do anything for you.

Suddenly he gets serious. His face expression isn’t playful anymore and it startles you a bit. He traces your ear with his lips and whispers fondly.

J: I love you, Jagiya.

Sweet Girl

Shoutout to @permanentcross and @stylesunchained for all the help and listening to me whine.
This is my first piece of writing, so please be nice!


You knew this was a bad idea. Going to Harry’s house this evening, when you know full well you’ve been slowly growing feelings for him. Feelings for your friend, one of your best friends, feelings that shouldn’t be there.

You’ve been friends for years, but now he’s around more and you’ve spent more time together, you’ve began to feel that warm tingle inside your belly whenever you see him. You have to suppress a smile whenever anyone mentions his name to you. When you see a text from him you all but scramble to pick your phone up and reply immediately. You’ve fallen for him. And that is why going back to his house, just the two of you, is a bad idea.

You’d been out that evening with a small group of friends for dinner and drinks. Catching up, laughing and sharing bottles of champagne. Time had flown by and you’d all been saying your goodbyes before you went to call a taxi.

“You can’t get a cab all the way back to yours at this time, love. It’s bloody miles away.” Harry mutters, leaning over your shoulder to see the taxi company’s number on your phone.

“Don’t have a lot of choice, do I?” You say, turning round to face him.

“Come back to mine, I’ll drive you home in the morning.” He says so casually, not knowing the feelings you’ve got festering deep inside. You feel your stomach twist into a tight knot that feels as if it could never be undone, no matter how hard you try. You want to say no, because you know spending time together alone in such close proximity would just make matters worse for you, make your feelings grow more, even though right now you don’t think that it’s possible. But you know if you say no that he’d fight it, and right now you’re too tired to fight anything alongside the internal battle you’re fighting with yourself.

“Alright then, cheers.” You politely smile, despite your hesitations, before saying your final goodbyes to your friends and go with Harry to where his driver is parked.

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anonymous asked:

Can I ask a mini fic or scenario where unknown breaks into Mc's apartment but Mc is quite loopy (like from meds w side affect or maybe she's a bit drunk) but like she's super affectionate, so she leans against him or rubs up against him cuddling and nuzzles into him innocently, and plays w his hair and boops his nose etc Just silly affection, but she does this as unknown takes her all the way to mint eye, so then he's just in front of rika with mc leaning against his shoulder all happy

Hello~! I’m not sure if this is quite what you want, but it’s still pretty cute, I think~! Hehe!

– R.I.

God, where is this woman??

6 hours. He’d been waiting for her for 6 hours. Granted, it wasn’t like she was supposed to be quietly waiting for me to break into her apartment to scare her, but- but… Okay, no that actually sounds reasonable. Never mind.

A part of him was a bit worried if you’d found out about his plans somehow, and you’d already taken shelter with one of the RFA members. But he decided to wait it out for a while longer. According to his research, you were always home by 12 in the morning.

Finally, the door unlocked, and he could hear the jangling of your keys as you pushed through the door. Before he could step out creepily, he could hear the bounce in your steps as you skipped through the entrance, shutting the door closed behind you. Well, you seemed to be a great mood.

(Or he’s just in a bad mood, after being left to wait 6 hours to scare you. At this rate, maybe he should just stay for a sleepover or something. He deserved it lololol)

Unknown stepped out from the shadows of the wall he hid behind, a sinister glint in his eyes as he eyed you carefully. “Well, well, well… Look what we have he-“

You notice him and jump over to him excitedly. “Ohmigosh! I didn’t see you there!!” you exclaim happily. “Welcome to my humble abode~ Let’s play!”

A bit offended by your lack of reaction, he furrowed his eyebrows in frustration. I swear I had the creepy act perfected. Why is it not working?

You sniffed him, then suddenly pressed your nose into his chest, wrapping your arms around him. “You smell soooo nice~” you sigh dreamily, burying yourself into his scent.

“Are you… drunk?” he asks cautiously, feeling a bit overwhelmed. This was not going according to plan. In fact, it was the opposite. You were creeping him out.

“Drunk? No way, I don’t drink!” you glare at him for his assumption. “But I diiid just grab a niiice cup of coffee from Jaehee earlier… Seven was there too!! He was acting a bit weird though, he laughed the entire time…”

My stupid, idiotic brother must have put drugs into her coffee… Unknown realized, mentally facepalming. He figured that the caffeine’s effect on making you act hyperactive plus an enhancement drug probably brought you to this… unrefined state.

“Well, come on, let’s go,” he stated, dragging you to the window.

“What? No! You just got here,” you pouted, tears welling up in your eyes. “You smell so nice, please don’t leave…”

His cheeks reddened, embarrassed by what you had said. “Sh-shut up already!” he mustered a weak glare at you, which only served to make him look absolutely adorable.

You giggled at the sight, and raised your hand to his nose. “Boop!” you pressed his nose. “Daawwh, you’re so cute~”

Annoyed (no, he’s actually enjoying this, guys), he drags you to the window, where a safety line has already been attached. He holds you in his arms, (in which you lean into his chest because man, he has some nice muscles) and jumps out the window.

“WHEEE!!” you screamed as you felt the wind blow against your skin from the force of your fall.


Seriously? That’s what you’re worried about? Unknown mentally sweat-dropped from your random statement. No, more importantly, what do you mean by yet? I’m kidnapping you, woman. What the hell are you going on about?

Finally, the two of you land on the grass, and he takes the brunt of the fall on his back. You lie on top of him, feeling the aftereffects of the fall in your head—you felt a bit dizzy.

“Are you okay?” he cautiously asked.

“Man, you’re a weird kidnapper! Who asks their victim if they’re okay?? This isn’t like the movies at all… or maybe you’re just a nice guy!” you wonder out loud.

Well, at least you were aware that you were being kidnapped.

He leads you to his car, and puts it into autopilot as you hop into the passenger seat cheerily, swinging your legs. “THIS IS COMFY! You have good taste in cars, Mr. Kidnapper~” you compliment him. “And the car smells just as nice as you, wow!”

Again, his heart seemed to skip a beat. “You… you’re really… strange,” he muttered, suppressing a blush from spreading across his cheeks.

You crawl over to his side of the car, and sit on his lap. “Hehe~ you’re even more comfortable, Mr. Kidnapper,” you mumble as you hug his chest, suddenly falling asleep.

His heart beat insanely fast, but you were already close to losing consciousness.

“Your heartbeat… sounds nice,” you yawn before the darkness faded in.

One can only imagine how flustered Unknown became throughout the ride back to Mint Eye Headquarters.

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A Kiss For Luck

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader ft. Jimin

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 772

Author’s Note: Ugh, I suck at writing fluff..

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Originally posted by syubbie

“Believe me or not, Y/N. He has feelings for you!“

Rolling your eyes, you slapped Jimin’s arm and huffed loudly. “Stop talking nonsense, Jimin. We’re talking about Yoongi. The only thing he’s in love with is music, his piano and sleeping.“

Suddenly, Jimin wrapped his arms around your body and nuzzled his head on your chest. “Jimin, what are you doin-“

“Are you sure? Because the way he looks at us right now definitely says the opposite, Y/N.“

Slowly, you turned your head to your left and looked at Yoongi. His jaw was clenched and his gaze was directed towards the boy who’s head was leaning on your chest. You looked down at Jimin and tried to shove him away. “Yah, Jimin! Did you do something wrong to your Hyung? Did you break something? He looks like he’s going to kill you!“

Jimin chuckled and closed his eyes. “Geez, why are you so naive, Y/N? He’s jealous, that is why he’s looking at me like that?“

Confused, you raised your eyebrows. “Jealous? Of you? Pff, why should he be jealous?“

Jimin looked up at you with a smirk plastered on his face and whispered. “Just watch.“

Without warning, he nuzzled his head deeper into your neck and took a deep breath. The sudden movement made you squeak and a giggle left your mouth. “Yah, Jimin, stop doing that! It tickles!“

Jimin laughed loudly and started talking extra loud so that Yoongi could hear. “Y/N, you smell really nice. Did you change your parf-“

Before Jimin could end his sentence, you were yanked away from him by an angry looking Yoongi. Without saying anything, he started dragging you towards the door. Not understanding what was going on, you turned your head back to Jimin and watched how he mumbled ‘Good luck’ with the biggest smile plastered on his face.

“Stop that.“

You were currently standing in front of Min Yoongi, his hand still wrapped around your wrist and his face looking like he was going to explode any minute.

“S-Stop what, Yoongi?“

Yoongi went his fingers through his hair and huffed loudly. “Why do you allow him to hug you like that?!“

Confused, you looked at him. “He’s my best friend, Yoongi. He does that all the time..“

Yoongi’s eyes opened widely and his mouth formed an ‘o‘ shape. “He does that all the time?! And you don’t say anything?! He’s a young man, Y/N! What if he falls in love with you?!“

After hearing his words, a laughter left your mouth. “Yoongi, stop talking nonsense! He’s just like my brother-“

“I don’t like it.“


Suddenly, he yanked you against his body and wrapped his arms tightly around your body. The next thing you felt was his soft lips on yours. Finally!

When he leaned back, he nuzzled his head in your neck and whispered slowly. “I don’t like the way he hugs you. I don’t like the way he touches you. I don’t like the way you smile at him. I don’t like the way that he can be the one to see you whenever he wants and I can’t. I just want you to be mine, Y/N, please..“

Frozen, you stood there without knowing what to do. The person you were in love with for the past two years was standing in front of you, telling you that he wanted you to be his. Was this a dream?

When Yoongi realized that you weren’t responding, he took a step back without looking up and started scratching his neck. “I-I’m sorry, Y/N.. I shouldn’t have kissed you without your-“

Before he could end his sentence, you leaned forward and kissed him again. He, on the other hand, looked at you with his eyes wide open. Giggling at his expression, you wrapped your arms around his neck and whispered into his ear. “Took you a long time, Min.“

“Guys, the concert is starting in 5 minutes!”

The minute the boys heard their managers voice, they started getting ready immediately. Knowing that they were getting nervous each passing minute, you walked up to them and hugged them one by one. This was something you did every time before their concert started. According to the guys, your embrace helps them to relieve their nervousness. 

After hugging each one of them, you stood in front the person you could now refer as your boyfriend and and hugged him extra tightly. “Have fun, Yoongi.”

Before your could take a step back, he wrapped his arm around your body and started pointing at his cheek.

Originally posted by yoongijae

“Don’t I get a ‘good luck’ kiss?”

you are in love ☾ theo raeken

summary : theo raeken is in love, and it’s evident in all the little things he does for you, even when he doesn’t outright say it.

 insp. by you are in love by taylor swift

   If he hadn’t known it before, he knew it now, sitting at the lunch table outside of his school alone with his own thoughts. 

   Theo was surprised he hadn’t realized it before, but he was never very good at assessing his own feelings, and of course this situation would be no different. It should have been easy for him to read the signs, though. It had been easy for everyone else to understand it. The way his heart tried to beat out of his chest whenever he was around you, the pink tint of his cheeks when you smiled his way, the way you made his head spin and his brain go fuzzy. He realized now that this was all because of his feelings for you, the feelings he would never reveal to you in worry of irrevocably damaging your already tentatively salvaged friendship with him. You had been fine friends before, close even, until you had discovered what he had done to Scott. 

   The hurt look on your face, the betrayal in your eyes, had been haunting Theo even in hell ever since it had happened. His heart had sank in his chest when he saw the way you looked at him that day- like he was a monster- as you screamed at him that you hated him, that you never wanted to see him again. There wasn’t a day that went by where he didn’t hate himself for doing that to you, but he hadn’t tried to approach you. 

   He drummed his fingers on the table, contemplating this, his newfound feelings for you. He had probably felt this way for a long time, too oblivious in his own world of immense self destruction and a craving for glory to notice that he was falling deeper and deeper in love every day. He had ruined everything for himself. He hadn’t known heartbreak until the day you said you hated him, even if the dip in your heartbeat indicated that the words you spoke held no truth to them. Nonetheless, his own feelings were still true, even if he had avoided revealing them to himself. He couldn’t shake you, and wasn’t sure that he wanted to in the first place. 

   The comfortable, contemplative silence he had been bathing in was broken with the sound of soft footsteps making their way toward his empty table in the courtyard behind the school. He glanced up, straightening his posture when he saw you walking determinedly toward him. You slid into the bench seat across from him, your bag hitting the ground. You stared at each other challengingly, daring the other to speak first. It was Theo who broke, as usual. 

    “I thought you said that you hated me.” He pulls his bottom lip between his teeth, glancing away. He was reliving the moment again, the moment of his epic demise with you glaring harshly at him and his heart breaking every time. He knew the first time it had been his own brashness, his own stupidity, that made you hate him, but if you were just here to yell at him again he wanted to be able to brace himself for another age of heart ache. He let out a sigh, mumbling, “and you said you never wanted to see me again.” 

     You stared at him, hard, until he eventually lifted his gaze toward you. “Look… I- I didn’t mean it. You must’ve known that when I said… when I said what I did, right? You had to have known.” You rested your elbows on the table, biting your hangnail on the side of your thumb. 

    Across the table, Theo cracked the smallest of smiles. “Aw, feeling a little guilty, babe?” He gave you a playful wink. You smiled back with a lighthearted roll of your eyes, shaking your head at him. 

     You were okay, and you couldn’t help but feel happy about it. 

    “Maybe I should take you back to your place,” Theo said to you, turning his face up. You were both lying on the grass at the park, not in the mood to deal with your respective families and seeking out the last bit of normality you could. For some reason, you had thought of each other when craving this bit of normalcy, hence why you were both staring up at the sky in an empty park at nearly two in the morning, sleep threatening to overtake you. “You look exhausted,” he repeated when noting that you were ignoring him. 

    You picked up your large iced coffee that he had bought you at a Dunkin Donuts too far outside of Beacon Hills to be considered to convenient, holding it up toward him. “That’s why you bought me this coffee, T. So we could stay up and discuss various things about life and whatnot while we hang out tonight. You know caffeine makes me jittery.” You shook the drink in his face, the ice cubes clinking together obnoxiously and making him cringe, his nose crinkling at you. You did it again, annoyingly so. Theo flinched away from the noise that you knew put him on edge, rolling away from you in the grass. “And you get made at me for calling you a dog.” 

   “Shut up,” he laughed, pulling his sweatshirt off once he sat up. There were grass stains all over the material because of his antics. He was lucky he didn’t get cold easily, because the combination of a nighttime breeze and the cold drink clutched in your hand had been making you shiver for over an hour already. Theo noted this with a smirk, shaking his head at you and clicking his tongue. “Forgetful little Y/N neglected to bring a sweatshirt yet again.” 

    “It’s only happened, like, twice!” You protested, elbowing him harshly in the ribs. It wouldn’t hurt him- he had a body like pure steel. Too tough to break most of the time. Theo held out his sweatshirt to you, but you made a face. “Ew, it smells like sweat and it’s dirty, Theo. Boys are all the same. Gross.”

     He wanted to see you in his sweatshirt quite badly, but instead said, “Fine, freeze then. I don’t care either way, sweets.” You deliberately ignored the nickname, as you always did. Finally, you pulled the sweatshirt on, enjoying the way the fabric practically swallowed your body up and the warmth it brought you. He gazed at you for a minute too long before you met his stare with those pretty eyes of yours that had been his salvation so many times in the past but for some reason hadn’t been able to save him from going over the edge and killing Scott that day. He looked away first, murmuring, “Cute.” 

    You paused. “Did you say something?” 

     “I said you look dumb,” he lied. “It practically drowns you.” He was teasing you, so you shrugged it off, smacking his shoulder before pulling your knees up to your chest and resting your cheek there. Thinking better of himself, Theo moved closer to you, his shoulder bumping against yours. He tried not to notice how pretty you appeared in the moonlight that washed you, but it was too much. “I’m just kidding. You look really pretty. Hey, look, we can see all the stars from right here-” he didn’t want you to dwell too much on the pretty comment, he liked you for so much more than just that, so took your hand and helped you point out the different constellations in the sky. 

    He had let go of your hand almost as quickly as he had grabbed it, but it was enough for him. 

   He forgot to ask for his sweatshirt back, but it was okay. He never liked it that much anyway. He thought it looked better on you. When you got home that night, after he had dropped you off, you didn’t bother to throw the sweatshirt in the wash. It was weird, but you liked that it smelled just as nice as Theo always did, so you hung it up behind your closet door and left it alone. You didn’t want to wear it, lest the pack get the wrong idea. 

   Sometimes, though, you weren’t sure if you cared. 

   Theo drives you to school every day, an iced coffee always waiting for you in the cupholder just the way he knows you like it. Sometimes he throws in a jelly donut, too, but more often than not he eats the donut himself because he can’t remember to buy two. “You know you don’t need to go out of your way to get me coffee every morning,” you said one day, pinching the straw between your fingers and taking a sip of your drink. 

   “Don’t feel special, I just like stealing your coffee,” he quipped. You held out your drink, and he turned his head to take a sip. “Thanks, doll,” he winked at you, like he always did when he was aiming to piss you off, but you didn’t even bat an eyelash. 

   “No problem, sweetheart,” you replied simply, as if it was the easiest thing in the world. He felt his face warm, and he tilted his head up to look in the mirror and saw that his cheeks were indeed a soft shade of pink. He hoped you wouldn’t notice. “You feeling okay, T?” You asked suddenly, pressing a hand to his face. “You’re really warm.” 

   He chuckled anxiously, moving his head away from you. “Yeah, I’m fine. No worries, Y/N. Ready for that English test?” You nodded eagerly, and he swore you were the only person he knew that would ever get excited about taking an exam. If it had been anyone else, he would have scowled at them and told them they were ridiculous to be hyped about a test, but it wasn’t just anyone. 

  It was you. 

   “Theo, can you come over?” Quivering voice, shaky breathing, you sounded terrified over the phone. Quicker than Barry Allen himself, Theo slid out of bed and began fumbling around for his shoes, not waiting for you to tell him what was wrong. It didn’t matter. What mattered was getting to you. 

   “On my way, Y/N,” he said softly, tying his laces with clumsy fingers as he tried to balance his phone between his cheek and shoulder. You sniffled on the other end, rubbing your nose harshly. “Are you hurt? Are you okay?” He was making his way out the front door, keys jingling. He opened the car door and slid into the front seat, trying to start up his car as quickly as he could. As he was pulling out of the driveway, you answered his previous question. 

    “I hate being alone a-and I just can’t take the dark anymore, okay? I’m really sorry.” Theo sighed with relief. He wouldn’t have been able to handle it if you had been in trouble, or hurt, or worse. He couldn’t even think about such things without wanting to rip his own heart out, it was that painful of a thought. “You don’t have to come over.” 

    “No, no, I’m already here,” he answered, parking his car. “Open the door for me?” The line went dead and he listened for your footsteps pounding down the stairs in your house as he made his way to the front door. When you swung open the door, your nose running and your hair in disarray, Theo immediately pulled you into a hug. Your hands were shaking as you clung to him. 

    In the darkness of your bedroom, you were sitting next to Theo on your bed, his arm wrapped tightly around your shoulders. You were scared of being alone sometimes, after everything that’s happened, which is why you had called him. It was embarrassing to think about, and you hated that you had been so vulnerable just a few minutes ago, but Theo made you want to let go of such insecurities. He was there for you. He made you not want to be scared, even in the pitch black darkness of the night with the silence overwhelming you. 

   “Thanks for being here, Theo,” you whispered, finding his shoulder in the dark and resting your head on him, curling your legs underneath you as he eased back into the headboard. 

    “You know I’ll always be here for you.” 

     “I do.” 

     A little while later, you both slid underneath the covers, doing your best not to touch. He had never stopped being nervous around you, no matter how cocky he was sometimes. He made sure not to overstep his boundaries despite sharing the same pillow as you, in the same bed. It was comfortably quiet this time. He almost fell asleep right there, but instead turned over so that he was facing your back instead of your window. “Y/N?” 

    You flipped over. “Yeah, T?”

     “You’re my best friend.” 

     And even though he didn’t come right out and say it, you knew what it was, what he meant. You reached out for him, taking own of his hands in your own and giving it a squeeze. He took a deep breath, feeling safer than he had in a long time. Before he went to sleep, he understood what this was, what he felt, better than he had before. He was in love. 

Relentless | Calum Hood Series Pt.10

Originally posted by disconected-of-this-world

                                                   Part T E N 

Request: Being the cousin of Ashton Irwin was exciting, especially when invited to their tour to hang out with his best friends. You found yourself becoming fond of Calum Hood, who finds you annoying from your constant appearance. But what would happen if you stopped giving him that attention?

Word Count: 4.5k +

A/N: ahhh im sorry in advanced! this isnt extremely jealous!cal but it is there! i hope you all arent disappointed in me ahaa i really hope ya’ll enjoy this and please get it to 100 notes, as usual ! xx

Parts: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty. [DONE]

                                                    I M A G I N E 

Dublin, 19:35 P.M. 

The Jeep full of you and the band finally began pulling over by a large home. It was lovely from the outside, seeming lavish with beautiful stone tiles and sugarcane plants. But it was extremely lively with bodies hanging around it, music blasting from the windows, and lights of all sorts beaming out. 

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Playboy, bad boy Kim Taehyung (two)

Originally posted by jjks

Series genre: Smut, angst, fluff

Description: Kim Taehyung, one of the nastiest human beings you have ever been associated with. You despite even breathing the same air as him yet he still somehow finds a place in your life.

note: Park Jimin will also play a major role in this series.

Ch1 Ch2

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Nct 127+Kun,Ten's reaction to their s/o cuddling with them

Request: Hello~ Can I have a reaction from 127+ Kun&Ten to when their girlfriend is being super cute and loves cuddling up to them just because he likes to? Thank you boo~

A/N: this whole post is so fluffy and just jskdks, i’m emo omg ahh,, hope you enjoy reading!!



As someone really soft and is a literal cinnamon bun, he’d blush immediately and have this shy but bright smile on his face. He’d let you wrap your arms around his body and wouldn’t say much, his hands rubbing your back slowly as you lay your head on his chest. Steals small little pecks on your forehead as well and gets really gentle and calm.

Originally posted by taeiljaeh


Smol excited giant kid!! Would giggle to himself a lot and hug you tightly too, calling you cute. Sometimes he loves teasing you too, “I see someone’s being clingy today”, but highkey loves it himself, he hopes that you do it to him everyday. Rests his head on top of yours and his arms would never leave your body, and he always waits for you to fall asleep first before he does.

Originally posted by nctmark


Doesn’t show it as often but he loves it a lot. Most of the time he acts cool and would just give you a small smile, pulling you in to a small hug without saying much, but on other days when he"s feeling super clingy and affectionate he gives a really bright smile and would even whine too, pulling you as close as he can to himself, snuggling his face in your hair. Turns into a literal softie too when he hugs you.

Originally posted by nakamotens


Takes advantage of the situation and changes the whole purpose and perspective, “Babe are you hinting something *smirks and lifts up the hem of his shirt*”, but mainly because he loves teasing you and seeing your shocked expression. But most of time he gives you his big and healing killer smile, and hugs you so tightly you have difficulty breathing. As someone who loves cuddling and hugging, he’s also the one suggesting to do it instead of you tbh.

Originally posted by baeirens


Is really sweet about it and never forgets to say “I love you” every time you take the initiative to hug/cuddle him. Like Taeil, he lets you do whatever you need to as he smiles at you lovingly and proudly, his arms wrapped warmly around yours. Although both of you don’t have much conversation while cuddling, it never fails to calm you down or cheer you up because just being with him is enough. (i miss him sm what are you doing)

Originally posted by nakamot0


Found it really cute and would always give in to you because only you have the power to make him weak. He loves giving you small little kisses on your cheeks/forehead, and sometimes on the lips, as he stares at you in admiration. Sometimes, he’d even sing some songs for/to you, as his hands pat your back slowly. Although he doesn’t tell you often, he shows his love and affection by his actions and isn’t afraid to shower you with kisses and hugs.

Originally posted by nctinfo


Like Johnny, another small excited child. Would blush a little as you hug him, but most of the time he’s too busy giggling and laughing so you don’t pay attention. He loves it so much, he whines and complains when you don’t cuddle with him at days, “Babe do you not love me anymore? Where’s my hug”. Loves wrapping his legs around/on top of yours and resting his head on yours.

Originally posted by sichengz


He looks forward to this time of the day most of the day and would always pull you close to himself when you start hugging him. Gives his innocent and bright cute smile and giggle too, saying out small little random sweet words to you, “You smell nice today”, “You’re so cute”. He loves playing with your body (it sounds so wrong but no), like twirling your hair, poking your cheeks and rubbing your back.

Originally posted by jihansoul94


Another soft bun, he’d smile immediately and blush a lot whenever you hug him, his head resting on top of your head or shoulders. He doesn’t talk much but loves giving you small little pecks on your cheek, and calling you cute or beautiful. He’s so comfortable in the position he’d probably alays fall asleep first, his arm still wrapped around your waist.

Originally posted by 1jeonquk


Blushes like mad!!! And becomes so flustered and shy, he doesn’t say anything and lets you hug him. His arms would awkwardly find their way around your waist, and you’d see him giggle slightly to himself too. Would probably hum a song to you and play with your hair, his cheeks still flushed red. Only sometimes though, he’d kiss your forehead and whisper a small “i love you” to you.

Originally posted by taei


Becomes a koala bear and doesn’t let go of you at all. Probably smiles to himself throughout the whole time and whines even when you move away a little. Loves pinching your cheek and smiling to himself after, his own cheeks turning into a bright shade of pink. The only time where he doesn’t tease you and becomes a sweet and soft bun, saying sweet words to you, “you’re so beautiful today, i love you”

Originally posted by donghyukslee

anonymous asked:

Could you do short scenario for Bakugou, Kirishima and Todoroki on having wet dream with their s/o.

You groan slightly as you feel something hard prodding against your ass. You open your eyes blearily as the object repeatedly ruts into your backside. Shifting in the arms that are around your waist, you hear a grunt come from Bakugou

“Ah, f-fuck, (Name),” he groans under his breath, “God dammit.”

You blush when you finally register what is happening. Your boyfriend tightens his grip on you, thrusting his pelvis and panting in your ear. You are about to turn and wake him when you feel a warm, sticky sensation at on your lower back. You blink. Did he just … ?

“Eh? What the hell, Katsuki?!”

“Huh,” his voice is thick with sleep, “What the fuck are you screaming about?”

“You just came all over my back! What the fuck!”

Bakugou blushes and sits up, “J-Just shut the fuck up, (Name)!”

He climbs out of bed, trying to hide his reddened cheeks with his hand, and walks to the bathroom to get you a washcloth. 

Kirishima snuggles against your chest. Sleeping with you is a privilege that he loves to indulge in. You are so soft in his arms and you smell so nice and you feel so good to him. A breathy moan leaves his lips as he moves his hips against your thighs. You are stirred from your sleep when you feel a hardness against your thigh. Your vision is unfocused as you slowly open your eyes. You blink to clear the sleep from your head.

“Eiji?” you mumble.

Your boyfriend doesn’t respond, but you can hear your name tumbling from his lips. 

“(Name)-chan, like that … uh … please don’t stop.”

You look down at the boy against your chest. A light blush tints his cheeks as he moves his hips. He is dreaming about you. A chill runs through your body. You reach down and feel a something sticky between your thighs. Your face twitches. 


“Mmm, yeah, babe?”

“Oh, my god, it’s all over me! Again, Eijirou, really?”

The red headed boy shoots upwards. His face morphs into an expression of horror. Kirishima scrambles out of bed, nearly tripping over himself as he rushes to get a washcloth for you. A string of sorry’s pour from his lip as he watches you wipe yourself down. Sleeping with you is a privilege, one that he had most likely lost yet again. 

You whine and shift in your sleep, feeling something hard between your cheeks. The hard length pushes into you again. It’s steadily grinding into the flesh of your ass. You bring your hand to your face and wipe the sleep from your eyes.

“(Name) … don’t tease me …” Todoroki groans under his breath.

You blink, eyed widening when you feel your boyfriend rut against you. Todoroki’s lips are partially separated as he pants against the nape of your neck. You freeze. He is dreaming about you. Fantasizing about you. Should you wake him or let him sleep? A hot blush finds it’s way into your face. What should you do—

You freeze, feeling something gooey and wet againt your lower back. You hesitantly reach back to confirm your train of thought. 

“Sh-Shouto!” you squeak. 

Todoroki blinks the sleep from his eyes to find you staring at him with a indistinguishable expression and a sticky hand. Your boyfriend blushes and immediately get up to retrieve towels for you.

“(Name), I am so sorry,” he look at the ground.

You pat his arm and clean yourself up, “It’s okay, Shouto. It’s actually kind of flattering.”

Todoroki looks off to the side as he covers a blush with his hand. 

Brief Stay || Junhui || Oneshot

Originally posted by infinitblaq

Word Count: 1233

Genre: fluff, oneshot

Summary: some useless Jun fluff.

You sat outside your dorm room, hugging your backpack against your chest as another yawn fell from your lips. You tilted your head back, leaning against the wall and closing your eyes. You could almost hear your roommate’s shameless giggling and you scooted away from the door, holding back a choking noise. You shifted uncomfortably, looking away as a few people walked past you and looked at you curiously. Your cheeks heated with embarrassment and you let out a sigh, your forehead touching your backpack.

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Relentless | Calum Hood Series Pt.9

Originally posted by ifyou-takemyhand

                                                 Part N I N E 

Request: Being the cousin of Ashton Irwin was exciting, especially when invited to their tour to hang out with his best friends. You found yourself becoming fond of Calum Hood, who finds you annoying from your constant appearance. But what would happen if you stopped giving him that attention?

Word Count: 3k+

A/N: hi hi!!! gabs is back with another part. im so, so happy that everybody is enjoying this series. i made this part a bit more intimate, so i hope that makes everybody’s day (lol). tysm for all the support n love. 100 notes is the goal, but ik yall know this ! x

Parts: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty. [DONE]

                                                      I M A G I N E 

Arrival to Ireland, 13:02 P.M.

“We’re actually going to a party today,” Calum told you as the two of you started unbuckling your belts. People were already rising from their seats to scoop up their carry-ons and exit the plane. “We’re to head out in a few hours, but we’re leaving from the hotel.”

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I Can Feel You (M)

Anon said: Can I have a long ass multiple round fluffy cute lovey dovey ass smut with Wonho and face sitting and roughish sex? 🙈🙈🙈🙈 

A/N: this long fic turned multichaptered and you’ll get what you asked for.  For now enjoy the ride.

Wonho/ female reader; WC 1500; phone sex; mature themes

Ch 1: The Wait

You slung your bag off your shoulder and threw it on the couch as you entered the kitchen to your home.  You were tired, your brain was sluggish, and honestly you just needed to relax.  You grabbed a bottle of red wine out of the fridge and threw a bag of popcorn in the microwave.  At least it was the weekend and you could finally relax.  You poured a little of the wine into your glass and took a sip leaning back onto the kitchen island.  At this time you wished your boyfriend was around to rub your shoulders.  

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Smut Week Ficlet Series: Youth  (Reader x Hoseok)

Summary: Hoseok is finally back home and all you want is to be close to him. It’s a good thing that being close to you is just what he needs too.

Rated: M

Word Count: 1094

Note: Day 5 of smut week!

Smut Week Ficlet Series Masterpost

*Our Masterlist*

Originally posted by vexedmikxyla

The soft sound of singing coming from next to you on the bed is your first clue that Hoseok is home.

You open your eyes without moving and study his face. Even with his eyes closed he looks tired. His hair is a still damp from his shower and a heady, soapy smell rises deliciously from the bare skin of his chest.

His lips move almost imperceptibly as he sings softly to himself.

Unable to resist anymore, you lean forward and give him a light kiss.

His eyes immediately open and you give him a small, shy smile.

“Hi,” you whisper.

“Hi,” he responds, pressing his forehead against yours. “I’m sorry I woke you.”

“I’m glad you did,” you reply softly, moving closer to him and entwining yourself around him. “I missed you.”

“I missed you,” he replies, his arms tightening around you.

The two of you spend a few minutes in the embrace, Hoseok’s one hand running absently up and down your back and your face buried in his chest.

When your arm begins to tingle painfully your shift forward and feel something press against your leg.

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paleesky  asked:

HI KEITH! So now it reeeeaallly has been a while since I sent a prompt but you want fluff so I shall send fluff. Okay. So it's their anniversary and Shiro wants to plan something involving the kids. He remembers he used to leave notes for Keith all over the house to make him smile. So he does that and Keith is used to it but it surprises him to find the kids' handwriting in the notes left for him. It's a treasure hunt for Keith and it leads to family fluff. There. Thank you cathreeeeell! 💞💞💞

[The Voltron Family] Keith woke up alone in bed one morning and he suddenly got irritated because he was used to Shiro’s kisses being his alarm clock. He rolled over the bed and just laid, forming a big star. He closed his eyes and felt some paper sticking on Shiro’s pillow. It was a post-it.

Good Morning, Red Bean! Did you know you look so beautiful today even with your bedhead? How do I know this? Because I wrote this while looking at your sleeping face. Keith. Shut up. It’s not creepy if we’re husbands. I’m allowed to stare at you. Now, don’t frown just because I’m not there beside you. Get up and pee. *winks at the bathroom*

Shiro would leave notes to make Keith smile and well, they didn’t really fail. Keith got up and headed to the bathroom to pee. He saw a note on the wall.

I know you’re reading this while you’re peeing. LOL I want you to know that I love that little mole on your neck, the one near your right ear. Yeah, that’s right. I know you’re touching it now. HAHAHA I love kissing that part not because it’s such a perfect place for kissing, but simply because you’re ticklish in that area and I love your adorable laugh the most.

Keith snorted as he unconsciously touched the mole Shiro was talking about. He shook his head, feeling his face heat up. He was about to leave the bedroom when he saw another note on the door.

Aha! Leaving our room now, aren’t you, my pretty one? Remember the first day we moved in into our house? We didn’t even unpack our boxes. We simply just laid in bed all day, talking about how fun our future will be now that we have our own place. You were excited about building your own library, I was excited for curtain shopping. Oh shut it. You know I love my curtains, Keith. We kinda just cuddled all day and napped. I love that. I love napping with you.

Keith couldn’t help himself but “Awww” softly. He loved napping with Shiro, too. He was glad to know it was mutual. He took all the notes with him and he walked over to the stairs and found another one.

Dude. That one time I slipped in this very stairs? It was hilarious for me, and I was the injured one. But you, Keith… my love, you panicked and thought I died. HAHAHAHAHA I was touched by that. Thank you for caring so much. I love how compassionate you are and just an overall kind person.

He was blushing. Keith knew that, and he wanted to punch Shiro for making him feel that way. He made it to the first floor and saw another note by the wall leading to the kitchen.

We had our first kiss here. Well, technically not our “first” but in this house it was. You know what made it so memorable? You called me “A spineless, pale, pathetic lot.” You quoted “Mulan” because I told you to “talk dirty” to me. I started laughing so hard because you’re such a dork. I love your kisses but I love how you’re such a nerd above all else. 

Upon remembering the event, Keith laughed so hard that he had to cover his mouth with his hand to stop himself from being too loud. He passed by the hallway and saw three notes connecting each other.

Daddy Keith, Daddy Shiro told us to write something about you that we love. But we couldn’t fit it all in just one sticky note, so we combined three! We’re so brilliant, right? We will start with your smell. Daddy Shiro is looking at us weirdly. But you smell so nice when you hug us in the morning. Especially when we bury our faces in your neck. Daddy Shiro is nodding, saying he agrees. That’s good, isn’t it? At least you’re not stinky unlike other people! The meals that you prepare for us and the snacks we eat during recess always tastes so good! Lance said to add the chocolate crinkles because it’s his favourite. Pidge said to mention brownies and Hunk (me!) butterscotch. Other mommies and daddies just don’t get it right. Daddy Shiro said because you put love in it and sweat (according to Lance which Daddy Shiro denied. I don’t think you put sweat in it too. That’s just icky. But if you really do, then that’s ok! Because it tastes good!). You’re the best Daddy in the world (Daddy Shiro said it’s ok to put that because he thinks so too) and if you were not the one who adopted us, we will leave the current ones, and look for you. (Pidge said we’re not sure how to do that since we’re only little, but we will. Lance agrees because you kiss his boo boos away with Spider-man band-aids).

Keith started tearing up at the long message of his kids. He sniffled as he wiped his eyes and chuckled to himself, slowly taking the notes with him. God. It was too early to get emotional and yet here he was. He looked around and saw another post-it leading to the backyard.

These past couple of years have been the best years of my life—not to sound too dramatic or anything. Stop rolling your eyes at me, Keith. I know you just cried reading that beautiful letter from our cubs. I can’t believe I just called our children “cubs” but it felt so right lol. I just want you to know that, I would never have asked for a better husband in my life. Dude. You made me gay. I can’t believe it! HAHAH Just kidding. But seriously, Keith. You’re probably thinking “Wow. It’s been 14 years of being together and 6 years of being married and this idiot still wants me?” I do, Keith. I do. And I will want you every day till my dying breath. Wow. So dramatic. HAHAHA That very day you told me you were ace? I think that was one of the best days of my life. Thank you, Keith. For being you and for having me.

Keith was surprised someone wiped his tears that he didn’t know he had. He looked up and saw Shiro smiling at him fondly, hugging him in the process. His tears poured all the more when he saw his kids outside near the pool sitting on the table, waiting for him. His eyes landed on the table. They prepared an English breakfast because Keith loved that. He felt Shiro kiss his forehead and heard him softly say, “Happy Anniversary, love.”

Embarrassed at how red his face had gotten, Keith buried his head in Shiro’s neck and mumbled something incoherently, but somehow Shiro had caught on it and just laughed while saying, “I love you, too.”