Vibration seeped through your body. It was from the
continuous stomping of the people around you. It was game night and you were
here to cheer on your school, it also helped there was a mole cursed boy who
looked pretty damn good in the light burgundy jersey. “Now it’s time to get out
there and kick some ass!” Coach yelled after one of his huge pep talks, causing
the boys to get riled up and ready for a good game. “Not you Greenburg, sit
down. No one wants you out there.” You couldn’t help but smile, Stiles giving
you a small wave before he went to take his position on the field, you were so
lost inside your own mind, swimming with the things you’d like to do to the
boy, you almost didn’t hear Kira talking to you.
“He likes you. I think it’s cute.” You laughed softly at her
words, if she only knew. The last few weeks between you and Stiles had been
something else. It was filled with secret looks that only you two understood,
followed by under the table hand jobs and hickies that were becoming too hard
to cover up after 10 minute breaks between classes. The thoughts caused a smirk
to appear on your face, although things had been pretty heated it hadn’t passed
the threshold of no return yet. Oh no, you were saving that for tonight.
You had been subjecting T’Challa to the torture of helping you pick out an outfit. You were meeting his parents tonight and you had to look perfect. This was the fifth dress that you had held up and he said the same thing he said for the past four.
“You look beautiful in everything you wear, my love.”
You threw the dress down on the bed along with the others. “You’re no help at all,” you said as you plopped down face first on the bed next to him.
He rested his hand on your back, rubbing small circles as he repeated the words of encouragement he had said to you numerous times since he told you his parents wanted to meet you. “You’ll be fine. They’ll love you just as much as I do.”
You picked your face up from your pillow and raised an eyebrow.
“Okay maybe not as much as I do. That’s practically impossible,” he smiled.
You dropped your face back into your pillow, his playfulness not easing your fear at all.
“What if they hate me?” You mumbled into your pillow. Even though it was mumbled, T’Challa still understood.
“Baby you’re distracting me from the movie” Josh says, as you stand up and block his view. You and Josh had been dating for a while now, but you two haven’t had sex yet. It wasn’t because you didn’t want to do it with him or anything, but you were a virgin and just wanted everything to be perfect. Except tonight, you were just watching the way he was watching this movie, and you couldn’t help but get turned on by the way he would react and smile. So, tonight was the night. You knew you wanted to do it right now. So you stood up and stood in front of him, causing the reaction.
“Well, maybe you shouldn’t focus so much on the movie” you say, straddling his waist and kissing him softly. He smiles and loosely drapes his arms around your back, before you lean in and kiss a spot on his neck.
“Babe, you know that drives me crazy, I can’t control myself when you start doing that” he said, leaning his head back.
“Then don’t…” You say. With that, he snaps his head back up, grabs your face, and looks deep in your eyes.
“Do you mean…?” He asks. You simply nod and bute your lip, as he wraps your legs around his torso and carries you up the stairs and too his room. He takes you over to the bed and lays you down on it, before pulling off his shirt and looking at you again.
“Are you sure about this?” He asks. You nid and unbutton your own shirt, Josh wasting no time to reattach his lips to yours, more passionate than ever. He takes his time to slowly trace his fingers up and down your sides, making sure to feel every curve and imperfection your body had.
“I love you so much” he says, unbuttoning your pants and sliding them down your legs. Once they’re off, you unbutton Josh’s and help him slide them off, his boner being let free. You bite your lip and look into his eyes.
“Bigger than I would’ve thought” you say. Josh let’s out a soft laugh.
“I’m assuming that’s a compliment.”
He slips his hands behind your back and unclasps your bra, throwing it to the ground. “You’re so beautiful” he mumbles, beginning to kiss your neck softly. You slip off your own panties, kicking them away, and tangling your fingers through his hair. Josh sits up once again to grab a condom from the dresser and looks back at you. He slowly and teasingly releases himself from his boxers, and licks his lips. He rolls the condom on himself and looks at your face.
“If at any time, you no longer want to do this, let me know and we can stop” he says, lowering himself so his head was now by your thighs.
“I will, but what are you do-” you inhale sharply as Josh’s tongue comes in contact with your clit. He lets out another soft laugh.
“Just wanting to make sure you’re wet enough, you taste amazing, baby” he says, continuing to lick you softly. It seems like forever before Josh finally comes up and kisses you once more, letting you taste yourself. He looks into your eyes and you feel his erection running against your folds, before slowly pushing into you. You start to let out soft gasps, as his size stretched you and hit you places you didn’t know even existed.
“Shh, let it out” he says, beginning to pick up his speed once you’ve adjusted as much as possible. You arch your back and wrap your legs around him, from the intense feelings and to give him better access. He begins kissing down from your neck to your chest, taking one of your breasts into his mouth, and licking and biting it softly, earning another loud gasp.
“I-i think I need more” you manage to say in between thrusts. Josh accepts the hint and takes his hand down to your clit, rubbing and circling eights. You begin letting out vulgar and heavy moans as his speed and intensity is hitting it’s peak, and you feel your Orgasm about to hit you.
“Josh, I’m gonna-”
“I know, let it out I’m write behind you”
As soon as the words fell from his lips, you felt your entire body rocking with intense waves of pleasure and heat, and can practically feel your eyes rolling to the back of your head. Not soon after, Josh starts yelling your name and his thrusts get sloppier as he rides out his Orgasm. He slowly pulls out of you, and disposes if the condom, before looking at your naked, dirty body.
“Are you okay?” He asks, helping you sit up.
“Baby, that was amazing” you say, kissing him softly. He smiles at you and lifts you again as you have trouble keeping yourself upright.
“Let’s get cleaned up” he says, carrying you into the shower.
Prompt: can you write a first date imagine based off this picture?
*A/N: WHAAAAAAAAAAT?? HANNAHS NOT DEAD??? Sorry about the lack of posts, I just wanted school and my new job to calm down before I did anything else, but I’m baaaaack!! Enjoy, this one’s long :)*
You fixed your hair one last time, checked your makeup one last time, fixed your dress one last time. Everything had to be perfect for tonight, and you were incredibly nervous. Tonight was the night of your first date with the Keanu Reeves, and you were beyond excited. Due to his busy schedule, you had both decided to meet there. Keanu was going straight from an interview to your date at a five star restaurant in New York.
Grabbing your keys, you headed out the front door to your car. You couldn’t contain your excitement as you drove to the city, driving a little faster than usual. You checked the time, noticing you were a couple minutes late, and quickly ran in to the restaurant.
As soon as you walked through the door, your heart stopped. The restaurant was beautiful, large crystal chandeliers hanging from the intricate gold ceiling, the floor a smooth, dark hardwood, the whole building glittering with gold. Your eyes scanned the massive place until they landed on a table sitting in the corner by the window. Your heart skipped a beat when you realized Keanu was already looking at you, and your feet somehow carried you over to him in your enchanted state.
As you got closer, Keanu stood up, giving you a short hug. “You look stunning,” he said once he’d pulled away.
Your cheeks heated up, and your eyes fell to the floor. “T-thanks,” you stammered, your nervousness finally catching up to you, “you look really good too.” Keanu smiled at your sudden change of demeanor, and moved to the other side of you. Confused, you watched him as he moved to the empty chair, pulling it out for you. Your blush deepened once you’d realized what he was doing, and you slowly sat down in the chair. Keanu moved to the other side of the table, taking back his seat.
“I’m really glad we worked out a time to do this,” he started, picking up the menu, “I’ve been wanting to take you on an actual first date for so long.”
“Me too,” you said, studying your menu as well, eyes widening as you realized it sounded a little weird. “I mean…I didn’t-well I uh….oh god.” You dropped your menu from your hands, bringing them up to your face. Keanu smirked, lifting an eyebrow at you. “I’m sorry, I’m just,” you brought your hands back to the table, shaking your head a little to will back the embarrassment, “I’m just really nervous.”
“Y/N,” Keanu said, reaching across the table to gently take your hand, “you don’t need to be nervous, it’s just me! We’ve been talking on the phone for weeks now.”
“I know, I know,” your eyes glanced to your connected hands, “but you just look so nice and this whole place is so nice and you’re so nice…” You trailed off, looking down at your lap.
“Y/N,” Keanu said, causing you to look up at him, “don’t worry about all this stuff, okay? Just…pretend we’re…I don’t know…Skyping! Like we did last week, remember? And I fell out of my chair and you laughed so hard you fell off yours?”
You chuckled at the memory from a few days ago, “Yeah, and you laughed so hard you snorted.”
Now it was Keanu’s turn to blush, “I didn’t think you’d remember that….”
You giggled at him, “How could I not? It was the funniest thing that’s happened since I met you!”
After ordering some champagne, the waiter came and asked for your order. Keanu ordered, and the waiter turned to you.
“Steak,” you blurted out, and Keanu smiled at you.
“Okay, ma’m. Are fries okay for the side?”
“Oh, yeah, thank you.” Once the waiter had left, Keanu turned to you, the smile still on his face. “What?” You asked, shifting uncomfortably.
“Nothing,” he said, “nothing.” You quirked an eyebrow at him, not buying it. “Nothing! It’s just that before, women would always order a salad, or not order anything at all, just eat the bread.” He chuckled, leaning his arms onto the table so he could lean a little closer to you.
You shrugged, “I love steak, is that a crime?”
“No! No,” Keanu quickly defended himself, worried he offended you, “I love it.”
As you and Keanu talked, you could feel yourself falling even more for him, and he could say the same about you. He was such a gentleman, from the way he talked to you to the way he treated you, he was just such a genuine guy. You were beautiful to him, and he looked at you like you were the only girl he’d ever even talked to in his whole life.
Once the check came, you started to reach for it, but Keanu was faster. “Don’t,” he said sternly, snatching up the tiny black folder, “don’t even touch it.”
You giggled, “Why?”
“Because you don’t need to worry about it. Ever.” Although you clearly weren’t into him for his money, it was so sweet that he was so ready to take care of you.
The two of you walked out of the restaurant, your hand in his. As you approached your car, Keanu turned to face you. “Listen, Y/N, I had an amazing time,” he mumbled, smiling widely. “Maybe we could work something out and do this again sometime. You know if- if you want to.”
You nodded quickly, “I would love to.” As the two of you made eye contact, you felt your breath hitch. Your eyes flickered down to Keanu’s lips. He began to lean closer to you, his hands moving to rest on your waist. His head dipped down a little to reach your height, your noses touching, and-
You and Keanu froze awkwardly, and Keanu closed his eyes in annoyance. As the buzzing noise filled the air again, he groaned loudly. His hand flew into his pocket, grumbling something about how he had gone the whole date without dealing with this. Keanu yanked out his phone, checking the screen quickly before declining the call. “Keanu!” You scolded gently.
“What?” He asked, shoving his phone back into his pocket.
“Wasn’t that important?”
“Nah,” he brushed it off, “not right now.” As soon as his attention was back fully on you, you took your opportunity. Stretching up to your tip toes, you connected your lips with Keanu’s, and he grunted in surprise. He quickly got control of himself, eyes closing, hands back on your waist. You seemed to melt into each other, and you never wanted it to stop. You were the first one to pull away to take a breath, lowering yourself to stand flat-footed again. Keanu still seemed stunned, looking down at you with a big smile, he almost seemed giddy. Impressed with your own confidence, you went to open your car door. Keanu came back down to Earth, taking the door handle and opening the door for you. You smiled and thanked him, sliding into the drivers seat.
“I’ll call you?” Keanu said, leaning a little into your car. You nodded, and Keanu closed the door. He stood back and watched as you started your car, waving before driving away. Keanu continued to stand in the parking lot, smiling to himself over what just happened. He started to walk over to his motorcycle, an extra bounce in his step. Keanu did a small fist pump once he reached his bike, grabbing his helmet.
Today should have been absolutely perfect. The weather was beautiful, not too humid for early August with just the right amount of breeze, and the world was practically smiling around you. It was Sidney’s 29th birthday as well as your four month anniversary, and you got to spend the entire day by his side. It should have been perfect, but you were absolutely scared out of your mind.
Request: Hello I have a request to ask of you if you do not mind. Could you do a batboys with plus size s/o and a nsfw Dick Grayson x plus size reader? It would mean a lot to me because I am plus sized and there is rarely anything about the batboys and plus sized s/o or reader! Thank you for your time love! Stay Adorabloodthirsty X3 from @womenofjustice
AN: This was requested a long time ago and I have no idea who requested it. Also go check out Perfection written by @maruthor . The prompts are similar
Warnings: Kinda smut?
Dating Dick Grayson came with its complications. Him being Bruce Wayne’s son meant that he was under the eye of Gotham; which meant that you were too. Sure it was stressing, but you’d never do anything to change the fact that you were together.
But sometimes, it did get hard. You were with the most amazing man; beautiful, loving, would fight to the end of the world for you. And then there was you. You never saw yourself as the most attractive, and you weren’t the fittest person. You fell into the category of plus size. And you were constantly compared to his ex’s because of that.
Every time it happened you’d look in the mirror and look at all your flaws. But Dick would always be there to point out all you perfection and tell you that you were perfect. In his eyes you were an angel. The most perfect person to ever exist. He loved you and only you. And tonight was a perfect example. You were at a gala with Dick and reporters had been there. Their words the same as always.
“Say Y/N, when are you gonna lose the weight?” “Y/N, Y/N, did you put on more weight.”
After that Dick decided that you both needed to leave; sensing that their words hurt again. So now there you were, standing in the bathroom. You were alone, and supposed to be taking shower. Instead, you were standing in the mirror, looking at your reflection. Tears gathered in your eyes, nose sniffling. You tried to move your eyes away from your reflection, but you couldn’t. Soon, tears were rushing down your face; and your eyes reddened. The same question ran through your mind. Why did Dick stay with you? He could be with anyone but he choose you.
Dick was back in the room, waiting for you to come out. When he realized you were taking longer than usual, he went to check on you. You heard his footsteps as they made their way towards the door. You pulled on Dick’s shirt; trying to hide what you were doing. His arms slipped around your body, pulling you close. Your body turned rigid, surprised that he was there. You took in a breath and became relaxed.
“Y/N?” His voice hung in the air, waiting for you to answer. When you didn’t say anything, he pushed again. “Babe, look at me.” He turned your body towards his; trying to get you to look at him. When you turned you lowered your head. Refusing to look at him. You felt his hand under your chin; your head being pulled up to look at him. Worry washed over his face when he saw yours.
“Babe what’s wrong?” His hands ran over your body, trying to comfort you. You pushed his hands away and took take a step back from him. “I just…why…” you sighed, feeling defeated. You couldn’t even talk. “I’m not like them,” you said mumbling. But he heard you.
Dick pulled you back into him and held you. “It doesn’t matter that you’re not like them. You’re so beautiful compared to them.” He turned your body to face the mirror. “I see a girl that was made by God himself. I get to see this beautiful girl everyday, and I get to tell her how beautiful she is.” You began to cry again, feeling how sincere he was. Seeing how beautiful you were to him.
“Let me show you how beautiful you are. Please?” He waited for your answer before he did anything. When you nodded your head, he took your hand and led you to the bed. He sat down on the bed and pulled you with him. Gently, he leaned down and kissed you, not doing anything until he knew you were comfortable. Your fingers laced through his hair, giving a tug to it. You began to kiss him with more intensity, pulling him in closer to you. Soon enough, you were straddling his waist.
He started to leave kisses on your neck, sucking and leaving marks all around it. His hands grabbed your waist, pulling you back and forth on his thigh. You were moaning at how good it felt. The moans encouraged him to move you faster. And you could feel your stomach tightening. You were almost close from just that.
Your head lifted up towards the ceiling, with your eyes screwed shut and your hand over your mouth; trying to hide the whimpers of pleasure that came pouring from your mouth. The feeling you got from him was overwhelming. A whimper left your mouth when he stopped. And when you tried to keep going his grip tightened; keeping you still.
You were pushed onto your back and Dick was hovering over you. He tugged on the bottom of the shirt, pulling it off you slowly. Your hand went up to cover your stomach, but he pulled them away. “You don’t have to cover yourself.” Kisses trailed down your chest and down your stomach.
You blushed at his words, truly believing them. You laid your head back while he showed you how amazing he thought you were.
By the end of the night you had a smile on your face. Dick had kept his word, and by the time he was done you understood how he saw you. The two of you were pressed up against each other with the covers over you. You propped yourself up on your shoulders and looked at him.
He looked up and smiled at you. Your face was flushed and your hair was messy, and in that moment he still thought you were perfect. Leaning in, he kissed your forehead and then your lips. He sighed, enjoying the moment.
You were pulled in his chest, feeling his hands comb through your hair. Listening to the sound of his heartbeat, you fell asleep. Dick looked down at you in adoration. Soft snores left your mouth and he started to laugh.
Steve Rogers/Captain America - I’m Sorry I Never Told You - Part 7
Series Summary: Being an Avenger is the most challenging thing you’ve ever done, but you wouldn’t change it for the world. You’re in a relationship with Steve and that’s something you never thought you’d have, you never imagined being so lucky as to have someone like him. However, there is something that you haven’t told him or the others. A secret that you’ve fought to keep hidden. What happens when you have no choice but to tell Steve and the rest of the team your biggest secret?
Part Summary: Everything for the wedding is almost done, there are just a few things left to do. Steve has something important to ask two people. Chris is now following Jeremy as well as you. Steve has an idea. It’s time for the rehearsal dinner.
Pairing/s: Steve x Fem!Reader. Fem!Reader x Jeremy x Peter x Steve, Fem!Reader x Avengers, Fem!Reader x BAU, Vision x Wanda, Clint x Natasha, Will x JJ
Characters: Fem!Reader, Steve Rogers, Jeremy Y/L/N, Peter Parker, James Buchanan “Bucky” Barnes, Sam Wilson, Bruce Banner, Spencer Reid, Tony Stark, Aaron Hotchner. Derek Morgan, David Rossi, Jennifer “JJ” Jareau, Emily Prentiss, Penelope Garcia, William LaMontagne, Natasha Romanoff, Wanda Maximoff, Christopher Jenkins (OMC), Danny Smith (OMC), Eric Smith (OMC), Henry LaMontagne, Michael LaMontagne, Jack Hotchner, James “Rhodey” Rhodes, T'Challa, Scott Lang, Nicholas Joseph Fury, Maria Hill, Phil Coulson, Elle Greenaway, Jason Gideon (Mentioned)
Warning/s: Mentions of stalking and harassment and then it’s just fluff. So. Much. Fluff.
“ I can’t wait till you get here my little sunshine” your hands rubbed over your pregnant belly. You couldn’t wait to have your child in your arms. A hand placed on top of your hand, looking up seeing Matt, your husband.
“ I can’t wait till the little rocket is here too” you were visiting Matt for a couple of days. It’s been so hard without him being home. You rarely saw him, you were mostly home due to you having to see your doctor for check ups and being pregnant wasn’t much fun when traveling. Matt insisted you stay home, he would be on the plane right away if you got into labor. But lately, the little sunshine wouldn’t stop kicking you.
“ Little rocket misses his daddy”
“ He stopped kicking you, you don’t have pains anymore” you shook your head, “ No that hard.”
He leaned over kissing your cheek then got on his knees, lifting up your shirt placing a kiss on your pregnant belly.
“ Daddy’s here little rocket, I can’t wait till you’re here” you couldn’t help it but tears came streaming down your cheeks. This was too cute, Matt was going to be a great father.
He was so happy when you told him you were pregnant. He yelled it, screamed it, tweeted it.
When Nick found out he was going to be an uncle, he was jumping for joy. He cried when you told him he would be also the godfather of the baby.
“ why are you crying baby?” He asks, getting up as his hands cup your cheeks with both his hands.
“ I am just so happy, I’m married to you, the best husband in the world and a child on the way. I remember when we were trying so hard for a baby. And finally, were bringing our miracle into the world”
“ I love you so much Y/N” He says before leaning over, kissing you. You pulled away taking his hands from your face, holding them, “ I love you too Matt Jackson, so so much.”
As you sat in the crowd, looking around at the fans. They knew who you were, stopping to congratulate you and tell you how you and Matt were perfect for another. Tonight Matt and Nick were facing Jay and Mark Briscoe. The two weren’t your favorites, one because Jay used to stop and flirt with you.
It was nonstop with him trying but he didn’t get much as Matt came to the rescue. He pretended to be your fake boyfriend to get Jay away from you, it worked. The fake relationship turned into a real one, where you fell in love with him. Relationship turned into marriage and now here you were married with a child on the way.
You saw Kenny, Adam and even Marty around. They greeted you with smiles, happy seeing you growing and they couldn’t to spoilt the little one. The boys already had baby merch out, “ Bullet Club Baby” was one onesie made for your little one. Another had, “ Superkick baby,” there were so many that made you laugh.
You watched the match, the boys were having the upper hand throwing super kicks all around. Your hands were on your stomach when things turned around, a frown placed on your lips as Matt was held by Jay before his eyes settled on you.
He pointed to you, “ Look at that. It’s Y/N, Matt’s wife. You took her away from me Jackson, she was mine” He tugged on Matt’s hair, Nick couldn’t get to Matt as Mark held him down.
“ She was never yours!”
“ I hope that thing comes out normal”
“ Well no matter what,I’ll be sure to teach it manners which you lack!”
“ Just look-
He continue insulting you which made you upset, Matt tried yelling something back to him but no matter what it brought you down.
You had heard enough of this, you didn’t bother to stay anymore as you exit out through the crowd and outside where you got some fresh air. Looking up at the sky, a hand was placed on your shoulder. You turned your head to see Kenny standing there looking concerned.
“ Are you okay?” you shrugged, feeling the tears coming.
He frowned, pulling you into a hug well kinda, your belly was in the way. You buried your head into his shoulder, letting the tears soak his shirt. He rubbed your back soothing you.
“ I’m sorry you had to hear those words”
Matt had finished his match with Nick, following him back. He asked Marty if he seen you which Marty shakes his head but says Kenny went outside to look for you. Matt didn’t even change, as he hurried outside. The sound of your cries breaks his heart as his eyes lay on you crying into Kenny’s shoulder.
He walks over, placing a hand on Kenny’s shoulder. Kenny pulls away as Matt pulls you into him.
“ Baby, don’t cry. I took care of him, I made him eat his own teeth. He won’t bother you anymore, I promise you” He kissed your forehead.
Sniffing, you look up at him as he looked down at you with his chocolate brown eyes that you love.
“ How hard did you super kick him?
“ You don’t wanna know” the two of you chuckles. Kenny stood to the side, smiling to himself watching you two.
Matt looks over to him, mouthing “ thank you, “ Kenny nods leaving you two alone. Matt shivers from the cold, he has no shirt on and still in his wrestling gear.
“ You need a shower” you mumble.
“ I do, how about I take a shower and we go back to the hotel and cuddle?” “ That sounds perfect “ He wrap his arms around your neck, placing a kiss on the side of your head as you two headed inside.
(All ideas are my own)
It was almost as if every time she was near, he couldn’t breath. It was like he was pulled into another world, where only she existed.
Every thing vanished when she was with him, and he felt it hard to get a sentence out that made just a little bit of sense. She made him nervous, not out of fear, but out of love, lust even.
The way she spoke, the way she would become so focussed on everything he was saying, the way her eyes would increase in size and her lips would sit in a perfect smile. He found himself taking in more and more details about her. Trying to find at least one flaw that was just impossible to find.
He was completely head over heels for her, but they were best friends. For 5 years they’ve been completely stuck to each other.
Telling each other everything, date fails, secrets, things they’ve never told anyone before.
He was becoming more drawn to her the more their friendship was built, however he knew there wouldn’t be a chance between them.
Because they were best friends, and he thought that was all she saw him as.
However, little did he know that she would become more and more obsessed with her best friend.
She would admire his perfectly carved cheekbones and every feature. She found him absolutely magical, the way he looked, the way he acted, the way he treated her.
She loved that about him, that he was so optimistic and caring towards the world he lived in, every wrong situation had a right with Tom, and she found herself daydreaming more, staring at him when they were together.
Because no matter how many times she would tell herself it’s just a small crush, she was always proved wrong. He would come over, and the little thoughts would vanish as soon as the perfect man walked through the door.
He would buy her gifts all the while, he loved making her smile, the way her eyes would become bright and her smile would widen immensely.
He loved giving her things in an exchange to verbally telling her he loved her, more than anything. So he would hide this in small gifts and compliments.
They wanted a future together, they wanted to just man up and confess their love for one an other, being clueless to the love that was felt from the other.
That was until one night when they attended an event together, a very formal one at that.
She was dressed in a beautiful red gown, that radiated all of her curves, the curves Tom absolutely adored.
His heart would speed up to a dangerous amount when he looked at her, looking so elegant.
She looked as if she belonged on these type of events, like she belonged with him.
The photos taken that night only clarified this when they both saw them, each of their minds becoming Mush as they saw how real each others smiles were.
“You looked so perfect tonight” he explained, smiling over at her from his kitchen counter. He watched as her cheeks reddened, making him bite his lip in an attempt to calm his nerves.
“We looked perfect” she answered smiling at him, this only made Tom lose his breath as he stared at her, at her lips, her eyes, her body.
He couldn’t get enough of her, she was absolutely incredible inside and out, and he needed her to know how he felt.
He walked up to her, carefully spacing her cheek in his hand, her breathing was cut short as she started up at him, her mind going crazy.
“I’ve been wanting to kiss you all night darling” he explained being careful in case she didn’t feel the same way, but oh how she did.
And with that, all she could do was nod, and as he captured his lips on her own, she found it hard to stand up on her own.
It was perfect, to both of them, they’ve needed this, craved it. They poured passion into the kiss, grips tightening onto one an other, just to make sure this was real.
Once they pulled away, they both became nervous into what to say, minds running so much its feet started to hurt.
“I love you, god I love you so much” he finally said, voice quiet and careful as his forehead was still pressed on hers.
She smiled lightly and replied
“I love you too”
And with 3 words, their lives were changed forever, because it wasn’t just the fact of them being so in love with each other, it was also the fact that for the rest of his loving days of her heart, he would tell her,
A/N: hi anon you must be new here because that is not a weird request, brad smut is always requested, and i honestly don’t mind writing brad stuff because its the easiest for me to write bc brad is bae. so i probably took this waaaay too far but oh well (; p.s I’m super sorry this is really late. hope you like it xx
it was brads birthday, and you guys have been together over eight months. You guys never had well done “it” if you know what I mean. He was always really good about it, he knew you were still a virgin so he’s always said that he’ll wait until you’re completely ready. You knew you were ready tonight, and it would be the perfect night to do it. You were going out to dinner with him and the boys tonight and you decided to wear something that flattered all the right parts of your body. You wore a dress that was tight in the bust and loose towards the bottom. You wore your favorite pair of Underwear matches with a new push up bras you’d bought.
“Wow” brad breathed astonished. “Do I look okay?” “You look gorgeous baby” he said hugging you kissing you for a short period of time. You got through dinner easily due to the fact that you were basically best friends with all of them. If you said you weren’t nervous you’d be lying. You knew if you wanted to have sex tonight you’d have to make the first move. When the both of you got home you were cuddled in bed and you knew you had to make the move.
you leaned in to kiss him slowly making your way on his lip attempting to be sexy and you bit his lip. “Ow, babe what are you doing” he whined. “I- I don’t know. I shouldn’t of, just I ruined it” you sighed ready to get off him. “No, no baby. You didn’t ruin anything, next Time just don’t bite so hard” he said soothing you. “Like this” you said trying it again pulling away. “Mmhh, yes baby just like that” he said letting out a noise you’ve never been exposed to but you liked it. You tried to reach for his shirt and he pulled away again. “Seriously baby what’s going on?” He said worried. “Ugh I just, I’m ready. And I just feel like you don’t wanna have sex with me. I mean you don’t have to, I just thought since its your birthday” you trailed off. “Baby are you sure? I don’t want you to feel like you owe this to me or anything.” He said caressing your face. I just wanna have sex with you for gods sake, you thought; or well you thought you only said it to yourself. “Well if you insist baby girl” he said flipping the two of you over, kissing you deeply.
“You want me to lead baby?” You nodded your head quickly making him smile. “I’m gonna make you feel so good tonight” he said trailing kisses down your neck making you whimper. He reached for your dress zipper and you stopped him “you first” you smirked. He rose an eyebrow at you before stripping himself of his shirt causing your hands to run down his stomach before his lips were on your neck again. The dress was slowly unzipped and peeled off of your body, leaving you in just your bra and underwear. “holy shit, youre beautiful” this made you blush, no one has ever saw you so bare, so exposed other than himself. he slowly slipped the straps of your bra off quickly landing on the floor. he cupped your breasts in his hands running his hands over the exposed skin causing you to let out a slight moan causing him to grin. he pressed his lips to the top of your chest down to each breast making you hum in pleasure. “brad that feels so good holy shit” you said your head tilted back. “shh baby just let it feel good”. soon he was trailing his lips down your stomach and around your thighs. “can i?” he said fiddling with the waist band of your underwear. you nodded in approval causing him to pull your underwear off in an instant. “holy shit” he gasped. “what, is there something wrong?” you said worried youd messed up or something causing him to chuckle. “youre just, um really fucking wet and thats so hot” he said looking directly in your eyes making you feel even more turned on. you had a thing about dirty talk, but you were to nervous to even begin to tell brad that. he started tracing his tongue over your clit and sucking and everything else you could imagine sending you to a point of ecstasy, pulling his head deeper into your core. he started using his fingers getting you really close to your high. “fuck brad im so close” you moaned out with your hands practically embedded in his hair. once you finally came he licked up your clit cleaning you up before coming up to kiss your lips letting you taste yourself.
“that was so hot, you being so turned on that you pushed my face so deep in your pussy” he said kissing your neck. you had know idea brad could even say those words, especially to you. “brad” you squealed. “what” he said smirking at you, as your face grew a bright shade of red. “you cant say stuff like that bradley!” you said flustered. “what? pussy?” he said in a teasing tone. you covered your face with your hands. “i bet you like it when i say that, hmm? i just ate your delicious pussy and you came all over my face and now im gonna make you moan my name whilst i make love to your beautiful body” he said trying to be descriptive as possible. you let out a tiny moan trying to hold back. “see you like it when i talk dirty baby, and thats nothing to be ashamed of” he said sucking on your neck. he stood up and stripped himself of the rest of his clothes going back to making out with you.
“okay baby, this is gonna hurt you a little bit but I’m gonna go slow and if you feel like its too much for you we can stop, alright?” he said lining up with you. “I’m ready brad” you said confidently, pulling him in for a kiss. he eased himself into you, at first it was uncomfortable then you started to be okay. “alright brad, move, please” you said in desperation. he started thrusting into you causing you to wrap your legs around him and encourage him to go faster. “baby, uh your pussy is so tight around my cock. it feels amazing” he said hotly in your ear. “shit brad you’re killing me” you said barely able to talk. his tip grazed a spot that made you feel amazing. “shit brad do that again” you said more in a whine. he thrusted even deeper hitting that spot multiple times causing you to have that familiar feeling in your stomach. “brad i-im gonna,” you said close to orgasming for the second time. “sh just let it go I’m close too” he said rubbing circles in your clit making you both come at the same time.
you flipped over to lay on your side of the bed on your back taking in a deep breath. “holy shit” you breathed. “how was that for your first time?” he said cheekily kissing your cheek. “that was amazing brad” you said leaning so you were on his chest. “next time i want you to teach me how to ride you” you said in a quiet voice. “that good, eh?” he joked. “or i mean we can never do this again if you dont wanna” you sassed. “oh i dont think so princess” he chuckled digging his face into your shoulder. “i love you so much” he murmured. “i love you too bradley” you said kissing him on the shoulder. after that you both fell asleep cuddled up next to each other, too lazy to put any clothes on.
You stood in front of your closet, in just a pair of
panties, as you tried to find something to wear. You sighed as you threw the
dress you were holding onto your bed. You were meeting him for dinner tonight, and
you wanted to look perfect. You had not seen Yoongi in years. He was the little
brother of your childhood friend; you were always close with him, but the age
difference had always made you uncomfortable. You had fallen in love with him
over time, but you had hoped that the years apart would make you feel better—
and maybe even get rid of your feelings. That didn’t happen. Instead, you
watched him grow as an idol, and you wanted him even more.
You heard a knock on your door, and you hurried to cover you
half-naked body with your favorite silk robe. You skipped to the door and flung
it open—standing there was Yoongi. He wore his leather jacket and a deliciously
tight pair of jeans. You ushered him into your apartment. As soon as he was all
the way in, you shut the door then turned around to face him.
He looked you over and raised his eyebrow.
“You don’t seem ready,” he deadpanned. You rolled your eyes
and walked back into your room. You picked up one of the black dresses you had
thrown on the bed and showed it to Yoongi.
“Do you think this is okay? I didn’t know if you’d like the
dress, so I was hesitant to wear it.” You held the dress up to yourself and did
a little spin. You laughed as he sighed and scratched his head.
“I think you look good in anything; you know that,” he said
as he sat down on your bed. “Honestly, I was hoping we could stay in tonight.
I’m exhausted, and I just wanted to be around you, not anyone else.” You
blushed at his words. Did he mean that he felt more comfortable with you?
You nodded, “We can stay in; I’ll cook for you. It’s been
awhile since we’ve cooked together.” You walked closer to him, glancing at
yourself in the mirror in the process. You quickly realized that you weren’t
clothed under your robe. You felt your face heat up, and you quickly turned around.
“Get out so I can get properly dressed,” you said as you
shoved him off the bed and out of the room. Yoongi turned towards you and
raised an eyebrow before you closed the door. You quickly went through your
closet, looking for something causal to wear. You took off your robe, the cool
air hitting your skin and making your nipples harden; you shuddered from the
feeling. As you grabbed a pair of shorts and tried to slip them up your legs,
you tripped on a stray sock. Your bottom hit the floor with a loud thud. You
cried out from the sudden pain, and Yoongi came rushing into the room. He
helped you out of the room before you both realized the situation.
He looked over your body, and you turned a shade of pink
you’ve never been before. You covered yourself with your hands as he turned
around to give you some privacy. Just before he turned, he met your eyes. His gaze
burned into you, making your insides sizzle. You quickly pulled a large T-shirt
over your head that fell at your mid thigh, completely disregarding the shorts.
“You can turn around now,” you muttered. Yoongi faced you, looked
at what you were wearing, and groaned.
“That’s not much better.” He stepped closer to you. “It’s
like you’re teasing me,” he said, crinkling his brows at you. How could you be
“What do you mean, Yoongi?” you asked, shifting your weight.
He reached towards you, making you step back nervously. He just laughed and
touched your T-shirt.
“This is my old shirt. Don’t you remember?” he said, smirking.
“I didn’t know you still wore it.”
Absentmindedly you muttered, “I wear it to bed every night.”
After you realized what you said, your eyes snapped up to his, waiting for his
reaction. He raised an eyebrow and cocked his head to the side.
“Every night?” he said as he ran his hand down your side,
making you shudder. He stepped closer to you so he could whisper in your ear.
“Do you ever think about me when you’re in bed? What kind of dirty things have
you done in this t-shirt?” he questioned. His breath on your neck made your
thoughts go cloudy. You tried to even your breathing; this was wrong, and you
knew it. This was the little brother of your best friend. He was too young… but
you didn’t really believe that. He was a man, and you knew, deep down, you
Yoongi grabbed your
chin and made you look directly at him. His eyes blazed at he looked at you.
“Answer the question, Jagi,” he said in a husky voice.
You shifted your eyes away from him guiltily; you thought
about him almost every night. You dreamed about him using his talented tongue
on you. You wished you could ride his face and his cock. Nevertheless, you
could never tell him that.
“I know you’re hiding something,” he said. “You’re too
nervous. It’s like you really do think about me.” You jumped at his words and
tried to shift farther away from him. He let you go, and you moved to the other
side of the room.
“Yoongi, we can’t do this,” you stated firmly. “You’re too
young; you don’t want someone my age.”
“Is that your nice way of saying that I’m too young for
you?” He asked, hanging his head, obviously hurt.
“I never said that; I think you’re perfect,” you mumbled.
“I’ve always thought that.” Surprised, Yoongi looked up at you. You couldn’t
meet his eyes. You didn’t want to let all of your emotions slip out.
“Look at me,” he said, moving closer to you. He stopped
right in front of you, your noses almost touching. “Do you love me?” he asked
softly. You couldn’t bring yourself to say anything. Instead, you leaned
forward and kissed him; he melted into your touch. Your hand went up into his
hair and tugged at his silky locks.
His hand slid underneath your shirt. He rested his hand on
your ass and gave it a light squeeze. You moaned into his mouth. His tongue
glided into mouth and battled yours for dominance. He lifted your shirt up
enough to see your breasts. He kissed both of them all over before he took your
nipples into his mouth. You leaned into him, whimpering at the pleasure. He released
you so he could undress himself. He pulled off his pants and shirt, and you
admired his beautiful body.
You started to pull the shirt over your head, and he stopped
“No; you look so sexy in this,” he breathed. He suddenly picked
you up. You wrapped your legs around him, and he pressed you against the
nearest wall. He kissed your neck, leaving hickies that marked you as his own.
“Yoongi,” you sighed. You could feel his erection pressing
against your core. “I need you right now,” you whined. He lined himself up with
you and slipped your panties aside. He teased you by only putting the tip of
his penis into you. You wiggled, trying to get some kind of satisfaction. Then
he swiftly entered you, filling you up completely. Your back arched at the
sudden pleasure. He set a steady pace as he slipped in and out of you. Your
mind was racing, and your body needed him to go faster.
“Please,” you chocked out.
“‘Please’, what?” he smirked, slowing his pace.
“Please fuck me harder, Yoongi,” you whimpered. He quickly
sped up, leaving you gasping for air. He was hitting a spot inside you that no
one had ever hit before. You dug your nails into the bare skin of his back,
holding onto him for dear life.
“I’m almost there, noona,” said Yoongi. Hearing him call you
‘noona’ was your undoing. You came around him. Your whole body shook as you
released. Yoongi came soon after you, and you both slumped against the wall.
“I love you, Yoongi,” you said as you looked over at him. He
smiled and pulled you closer.
“I know, Jagi. Now can we get some sleep? I really am exhausted.”
You giggled at his words.
“Anything for you, baby,” you said, kissing him softly.
Request: Hello! Can you please write an AU Robbie imagine set in the 1950s in London where the reader and Robbie have an old school romance?
You got dressed in a burgundy Swing Midi dress. It fell to your knees, and had a round neck collar. Next you put on your black, ankle strap shoes. You did your hair was shoulder length, sleek and smooth. It had a wave on your fringe, and wave at the ends. Your kept your makeup simple, having lipstick, eyeliner, mascara, and blush. It all looked natural and you were ready. You grabbed your handbag when you heard the doorbell ring.
“I’ve got it,” you announced to your parents.
“Who is it, honey?” You mother called. Both your parents got up to see who was at the door.
“Is it that Robbie boy you’ve been seeing lately?” Your father asked, skeptic of Robbie. He didn’t know much about him, and thought that every boy you spoke to wasn’t worthy enough.
You opened the door and there stood Robbie. He was in black slacks, and a striped button up. His hair was swept to the side nicely, and he was wearing new shoes. He looked handsome.
“Does this answer you question, Daddy?” You giggled. “Hello, Robbie.”
“Evening, Y/N,” he grinned, small nerves picking up. “And good evening to you, Mr. and Mrs. Y/L/N.”
Greetings were exchanged quickly. Your father jumped into asking him questions, like where he was taking you and how long you’d be out. You rolled your eyes at him. This was your third date with Robbie, and he asked these questions each time.
Robbie answered truthfully, explaining how he was taking you to dinner at a fancy diner a few blocks down. Though he didn’t have an estimated time when he’d bring you home.
“What time would you like me to bring her home, Mr. Y/L/N?” He asked politely. Your father thought about it. The time would fluctuate depending on the date.
“Bring her back no later than nine o’clock.”
Robbie nodded with a smile. Your parents waved goodbye to you and Robbie as you both walked to his car. He opened the door for you, letting you get in and then shut your door. He rushed to the driver’s side, hopping in.
“Ready?” He asked you.
“Have I mentioned you looked beautiful tonight?”
You playfully rolled your eyes. “Only always,” you giggled.
Robbie laughed with you before turning on his car and driving off.
Tonight was a big date. It was your third date with Robbie. He was taking you to a fancy restaurant, hence why you both dressed in nicer clothing. You both listened to some tunes on the radio, driving in a blissful silence.
After ordering food, you and Robbie simply looked at one another. You two had been talking the night away and it barely began. You had a good feeling that tonight was going to be good. You’d never been on a third date with a boy, and you had never liked a boy this much. He was terrific.
“Y/N?” Robbie asked shyly. You looked up at him. “I wanted to ask this at the end of the night, but…”
“But what, Robbie?” You tilted your head in small confusion.
The food came as he was about to speak. Both of you grinned and thanked the waiter. You each took a few bites and sips of your drinks.
“What was it you were going to tell me?” You asked softly, smiling.
“Oh, right,” Robbie chuckled nervously. “How do you feel about going steady?”
Your hand that was holding your fork lightly dropped, clinking against the plate. Your eyes went a little wide. Although you were a classy and beautiful girl, you had never had a boyfriend. You’d never gone steady with a guy. You only went on a few dates before realizing this wasn’t a guy you wanted to be with.
“Really?” He nodded. “Are you sure?”
“Yes… Are you not ready for that?”
You swallowed the lump in your throat. “No, I’m ready. I’d love to be your girlfriend.”
A huge toothy grin formed on Robbie. He was so nervous to ask such a question. Now you and him were official; serious business. You were no longer just going on dates. You and him were a thing, a couple.
“Come here,” you told Robbie. “You got a little something…” You motioned that there was something on his face. He leaned over the small table. You leaned, too, only to quickly peck him on the lips. Something you never did.
Blush erupted from both yours and Robbie’s cheeks. You both giggled before eating more food.
Throughout the entire night, you two laughed and mingled. You could never run out of things to talk about with Robbie. There’s was always something to share. He always made you laugh, too. Whether it be him playing with his food and making a silly face, or he had a funny story to tell. He always had you laughing.
By the end of the night, when the time reached 8:50PM, he parked his car on the side of your house. You didn’t want to go home though.
“I don’t want this night to end. I had such fun,” you exclaimed, looking out at your home.
“We still have ten minutes left.” Robbie shrugged his shoulders.
You raised a brow at him. “What can we do in ten minutes?”
He chuckled, putting his hands up. “Lots of things. Like we can continue talking,” he suggested, leaning closer. “Or we can…”
Butterflies picked up in your tummy, their wings creating many tickly feelings. Robbie never finished his sentence as he rested his lips fully on yours. You hadn’t kissed many boys. And kissing them in their vehicles was so scandalous for you. But here you were, kissing your boyfriend in front of your home, sitting in his car.
His hand cupped your cheek to get a better grip. His mouth moved against yours while your hands moved onto Robbie’s thighs, resting there.
“My goodness,” you pulled away to take a breath. “I’ve never done this before.” You admitted shyly.
“There’s always a time to try new things,” Robbie giggled, caressing your cheek. “Okay?”
“Yes, I’m perfectly okay,” you looked into his eyes. “Can we kiss again?”
Both of you kissed repeatedly. You kissed until it was 8:59PM. The very last minute. You fixed your hair and smoothed out your dress. Robbie opened the door for you again, letting you out of his car. He walked you to the front door, holding both your hands.
“I will see you tomorrow.”He pecked your lips innocently.
“I’ll be looking forward to it.” You kissed his cheek. “Goodnight, Robbie.”
You opened the door, closing it as you waved. The second it closed, you squealed, jumping carefully up and down. Tonight was perfect. Dinner was fantastic, you were officially with Robbie, and you did things you’d never done before. It was the perfect date. And you were seeing Robbie tomorrow which made everything even better.
You looked at yourself in the mirror as you did you makeup for tonight. Your boyfriend Ryan had invited you to come as his date to the Alternative Press Music Awards, so you wanted to look perfect. You were super nervous for tonight; there would be people everywhere with phones and cameras watching your every move. You always got anxious in front of large groups of people, but you were going to face your fears for Ryan tonight.
You wore a long black dress. The sleeves and the area covering your collarbones and cleavage was a soft, see-through material. It also had a patterned stitched onto it. You wore a pair of black stilettos and your nails had been done the day before. You felt like a million bucks! After you were finished getting dressed and doing your makeup, you went to go see where Ryan was.
“Ryan?” You call.
“I’m in the kitchen, babe.” Ryan answers you.
You walk out of the bathroom, into the hallway and towards the kitchen. You, the rest of Motionless in White and Balz’ girlfriend were staying at Chris’ friend’s house for the night. You slowly emerged from the hallway, seeing everyone else standing ready in the kitchen. They were all talking and laughing. You smoothed out your dress and looked into a mirror that was in the hallway one last time. You are still extremely nervous and anxious for the night ahead.
You walked into the kitchen, greeting everyone and taking a closer look at their outfits. Balz’ girlfriend Ryan-Ashley looked absolutely stunning in her dress! The rest of the guys looked very handsome as well. You looked over at Ryan and he turned to face you. He immediately stopped talking to whoever he was talking to and stared at you in awe. You could feel yourself blushing as he continued to stare at you.
“You look gorgeous Y/N! That dress looks amazing on you!” Ryan-Ashley compliments you.
“Thank you so much, you look gorgeous as well!” You reply with a big smile.
“Thanks!” Ryan-Ashley says.
Ryan walks over to you and you kiss him on the cheek. He smiled and put an arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him. Everyone resumed their conversations. The band talked about performing with Rob Zombie and who else was going to be attending the award show. Soon it was time for you all to leave. You all got into a big, black car and got driven to the APMA’s. The drive wasn’t too long and you made it to the red carpet just in time. After security checks and makeup touch-ups, you all lined up to go onto the red carpet.
It was just moments before it was time for you all to actually go onto the red carpet and you grew even more nervous. You messed with your dress and took a deep breath, trying to calm yourself down. Ryan looked over at you and smiled reassuringly. He held your hand and you smiled back at him. You were still nervous, but knowing that Ryan would be right by your side made you feel a little bit better. You’re gonna be fine, just relax, you told yourself.
It was time. You all walked out into the sunlight and onto the beginning of the red carpet. You prayed that you wouldn’t trip over your dress or do anything stupid. Ryan gave your hand a squeeze and you looked up at him. He smiled at you again and you both continued walking with the group. Cameras were almost instantly flashing at all of you. It was an experience unlike any other.
It was just like the award shows on tv. There were photographers everywhere, shouting at you and trying to get you to look at their cameras. You smiled for the cameras, trying to act semi-normal. Ryan put his arm around your waist and more cameras flashed. The photographers must’ve liked that, you think, laughing quietly. Ryan pulled you closer to him and laughed with you.
You looked at the rest of the ban and Ryan-Ashley. Everyone looked so relaxed and confident, so why were you freaking out? You sighed in relief and felt yourself begin to relax. You still kept on guard, but you had gotten a sudden, random boost of confidence. You felt great walking on the red carpet! You guys all continued to pose for pictures, until you came up to an interviewer. Unsure of whether you were supposed to stay or go, you squeezed Ryan’s hand.
“Just stay with me. You’ll be alright.” Ryan whispers into your ear.
You smile at Ryan and his grip on your waist tightens. You kiss Ryan’s cheek and you instantly hear the clicks of several cameras. This is so weird, you thought. You felt yourself blush hard while Ryan just laughed a little, smiling at you. You all approached the interviewer, the guys immediately being asked questions. They all introduced themselves while you and Ryan-Ashley just stood and stayed quiet. You both glanced at each other, smiling and sharing the same feeling of awkwardness.
The interview lasted only a few minutes, then you moved onto the next interviewer. The guys were asked most of the same questions and it lasted just about as long as the last interview. Just when you thought that the interview was over, the interview asked you a question. You were completely taken aback.
“So, what’s your name and relation to the band?” The interviewer quickly asks you, practically shoving the microphone in your mouth.
“Uh, I’m Y/N…I um…” You stutter, obviously nervous.
Well this is just great Y/N, you’re making yourself sound totally stupid on worldwide television, you thought, mentally face palming yourself. You scolded yourself for not preparing more. Just as you were about to open your mouth, and probably stutter again, Ryan saves the day.
“Y/N is my girlfriend. We’ve been dating for a little over a year now.” Ryan says.
You feel butterflies in your stomach as Ryan calls you his girlfriend. You still weren’t used to it and it always made you feel really special. The interviewer gasps dramatically and you had to hold in a laugh.
“Well Y/N, you must be a very special girl!” The interviewer says.
“Um, I guess so?” You say, sounding unsure.
“Y/N is very special. She makes me so happy. She’s always so understanding with the band and everything. I love her a lot.” Ryan says, before kissing your cheek on national television!
You were really blushing now. Ryan was making your head and your heart go crazy! He was so sweet and now he was showing you off to the world, literally! You were never that girl who craved the spotlight, but it was nice to have a special moment of your own.
“Aw! That is so sweet! Well you two are super cute together, all the best of luck to you both.” The interviewer says, smiling at you and Ryan.
Ryan nods and you just smile.
You and Ryan kept smiling at each other as the interviewer rambled on. Ryan-Ashley got her turn in the spotlight as well, having some super cute and cheesy moments with Balz. The interviewer also complimented everyone, saying that you all looked great.
“Well, that just about wraps up this interview. Thank you Motionless and White, and your beautiful girlfriends, for hanging out with us today!” The interviewer says, facing the camera.
Chris thanks the interviewer and you all continue your walk on the red carpet. About ten minutes later all of you were inside the venue of the award show. Motionless in White got their own table to sit at. The venue was huge and you guys were really close to the stage. You got excited, thinking of how close you’d be when Motionless performed! You loved watching Ryan do what he loved. Plus, he looked really hot doing it. You also just really enjoyed Motionless in White’s music and their concerts!
You and Ryan sat next to each other, obviously. You all made conversation while eating; you all had been served a complimentary dinner that was quite delicious! You all laughed when Alex Gaskarth made his joke about Motionless in White. Vinny seemed especially excited that Motionless in White was mentioned. The whole table laughed at his reaction. The night was full of smiles and laughs.
The entire night’s performances were amazing, especially Motionless in White’s solo performance and their performance with Rob Zombie. You and Ryan-Ashley rocked out during their performance, you two had so much fun. You both got to go backstage and see the guys after the performance too, which was awesome. You and Ryan kissed a few times and everyone teased you both. Ryan was always extremely sweaty after performing, but you had long ago gotten used to it.
After the guys got cleaned up, you all sat back at your table during the rest of the show. It was an amazing and unforgettable night. You were so happy that Ryan had asked you to come with him. Once the award show was over, you all drove back to Chris’ friend’s house. You had just stepped out of your dress when Ryan hugged you from behind. His arms wrapped around your waist as he softly kissed your neck. You smiled and just stood there with him.
“You’re so beautiful.” Ryan whispers into your ear.
“You’re so handsome.” You whisper back.
“You’re so smart.” Ryan says.
“You’re so talented.” You reply.
You both laugh, then you turn around to kiss Ryan on the lips. After a mini make-out session, you and Ryan continued to get ready for bed. Everyone said their goodnights, then you and Ryan were safe under the covers of the bed. Ryan pulled you close to him, a move that you had gotten very used to throughout the day and loved very much. You smiled and softly kissed his chest. Ryan kissed your forehead and you both were asleep in minutes. That night you had the best sleep of your life–with the love of your life.
Can I request a gd smut scenario where his gf is teasing him in front of his members
Red pumps tapping against the black tiles of one of
Seoul’s newest night club, you had wondered just why you agreed to show up to
this party with G-dragon. He wasn’t even your ‘official’ boyfriend and yet here you were
hand in his as the male idol sat down and talked with his fellow groupmates. It
was the last day of their world tour and the boys wanted to celebrate their
hard work in no place other than their home country.
Request: Hey! Can I possibly get a Dallon Weekes imagine where you’ve been friends for a long time and you’re in a band that’s friends with panic and one day you’re hanging out and he admits his feelings and then smut (if you do that) and then after you cuddle and fluff and yeah?!
Author’s Note: I’ve never written for Dallon before, it’s always been Brendon or Spencer (even though he’s gone now ;~;) so I hope this was okay! I don’t do smut, so I left that part out, my apologies. (Y/F/F=your favorite food!)