you were so certain

6

What’s been going on in this house isn’t just some affair. No. No, it isn’t.

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Happy 36th birthday, Christopher Robert Evans!

In the industry you can certainly see how they always say fame makes you more of what you already were. So if you already had certain flavors inside you, fame is just going to bring that out of you. I’d like to believe before I ever started acting I had a pretty good head on my shoulders. You certainly, as a result of being in this industry, see people change for the negative. I won’t say I haven’t had little hiccups and pockets where you leave a scenario and you say, “Whoa, that wasn’t me.” It’s up to you to recalibrate and adjust and make sure it doesn’t continue down that road.

rule breakers. (m)

based on the prompt, “best friend’s sibling au”
drabbles

pairing: kim taehyung | reader
genre: fluff, light smut
warnings: slight voyeurism
word count: 20,453
description: there’s some unresolved history involving your best friend’s brother… but hey, maybe some rules are meant to be broken.
author’s note: i get inspired by the oddest little tidbits, and i swear the word count was supposed to be half the amount you see up there. also, say hello to the longest one-shot i’ve done so far.

Originally posted by kths

You have one of the greatest fortunes to be acquainted with the Kims in your first year of primary education, and perhaps it’s what has led you to one of your greatest downfalls (but we’ll get into that later on).

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#GrowingUpWithStrictParents

- All jokes turn into a lecture, and get mad when you don’t joke around with them.

- I literally can’t change in my own room cause I’m too scared one of my parents are going to barge in my room without knocking

- Having to use headphones every time you’re on the internet to avoid parents coming in and making you turn the computer off.

- Dealing with their hypocrisy. Like no joke, my mom told me all I have to do is eat, sleep, and study for the rest of my life, so I wouldn’t waste my life.

- When one thing goes awry in the house, all hell breaks loose.

- Saying no to all your friends’ invites because your parents won’t let you.

- Learning to lie automatically because there was no privacy in your life.

- Literally rules about rules

-  "I always love you, but I expect you to behave in this way,“ or, "I know you can do better.’”

- Yelling about how stupid you are, but then expect you to be happy two seconds after.

- Complain that you don’t study enough, even if your grades are perfect

- Complain you don’t eat enough, but call you fat.

- Scarce communication.

- Nagging. Dear lord, the NAGGING

- Not allowed to do the things you want, just what they want.

- When you do get to hang out with your friends, you need to collect all their parents’ phone numbers.

- Getting really confused when you see your friends get to go wherever they want.

- Doing all of your work just so you won’t need to experience the horror of your parents yelling at you.

- All your decisions were made for you

- Making you study certain subjects so you’ll be what they want you to be when you grow up. 

*All these points are from personal experiences* 

Quickie || Tom Holland || {Sequel to Tease}

Read Tease!

Relationship: Tom Holland x reader

Summary: Delayed interviews means Tom and you can have some time with each other. 

Warnings: S M U T (18+)

Word Count: 1948 words

A/N: this is like a sorta sequel to tease (you don’t have to read it to understand what’s going on though) I think I’m just gonna make it like a series of events sorta thing!!


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aquiver | 03 (m)

aquiver (adj.) [uh-kwiv-er] in a state of trepidation or vibrant agitation; trembling; quivering

pairing: min yoongi x reader
genre/warnings: mature themes, talk of masturbation, smut, language, some type of fluff
words: 10,909
summary: Yoongi can’t remember the last time he was able to successfully bring himself to the point of orgasm, then Namjoon gives him a business card advertising ‘Healing Hands’, and that’s where he meets you; pretty and innocent looking, who gets paid to provide hand jobs for a living…
note. inspired by the novella ‘The Grownup’ by Gillian Flynn, literally just the main character’s past occupation haha

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I’M ACTUALLY CURIOUS

How many of you actually like Saeyoung/Seven and how many of you are just scared to start discourse because he’s the fandoms pet and you’re scared of getting hate for stating your opinion publicly?

sorry spider-man, a nerd stole my heart

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pairing: peter parker x reader

synopsis: the reader has a crush on peter but peter’s too shy, so he approaches them as Spider-Man. however, they reject him bc they Stay In Their Lane™ which gives peter the confidence boost he needs.

warnings: none

word count: 1.3 k


Bump.

“S-Sorry (Y/N)! I’ll help you with that.” Peter Parker, the boy you were infatuated with since freshman year, apologized profusely as he gathered up the papers that he caused you to drop.

“Thanks Pe-” you never got to finish your sentence since as soon as he handed you your papers, he scampered off. Sighing to yourself, you wonder what wrong you had committed to have him avoid you like the bubonic plague. The two of you shared numerous classes together yet you couldn’t seem to be able to have a decent conversation with the guy who caught your interest. Thus, it resulted in you watching him from afar and hopefully not coming across as some sort of creep or stalker.

“Well, at least he actually spoke to me today.” You grinned at your slight achievement before heading your way out of school. Before heading home you usually grabbed a quick snack from a small market since there wasn’t much at your place that was light enough to consider a snack. Today was no different.

Except it was going to be.

Apparently, you were so caught up in your thoughts of that certain boy that you failed to acknowledge the person who trailed behind you as discreetly as possible- an easy feat considering the bustling streets and ever-present din of the city. Only when the wind was knocked out of you from being roughly pulled into a wall of an alley did you snap out of your elated stupor.

“Give me all of your money and you might walk away from this alive.” You felt the circumference of the gun’s barrel press against the side of your head as the stranger’s crazed gaze bore into your own (e/c) eyes, his entire being reeking of a low-end bar: alcohol, sweat, and maybe a touch of vomit. Had it not been for the firearm in such close proximity, you would have probably been able to do much more than stare helplessly at the wasted man before you, mind numb and muscles frozen in place. Was this how you met your end? Just by being distracted over a guy who probably deemed you an acquaintance at best?

“What about no?” A voice - that sounded vaguely familiar though you couldn’t exactly place it - broke in before a sticky substance attached itself onto the gun and yanked said item out of the man’s grasp. Before your assaulter could react, a blur or red and blue spandex swung in, kicking him to the ground where he didn’t even bother to get up. Spider-Man shot a few webs that bound the man’s legs together for good measure and turned to where you stood.

“Are you alright?” His swift work was definitely an astonishing sight to see; it was one thing seeing what he did in the news but was an entirely different experience in person.

“I’m alright because of you. Thanks, Spider-Man.” You offered a thankful beam in his direction. The boy behind the mask was never more grateful to have it on for at that moment a terrible blush had risen on his face.

“N-no problem ma'am. It’s all part of the job.” He mentally reprimanded himself for stuttering even as his alter ego. No matter what, you were always going to make him into a flustered mess because he thought you would never see him like he saw you. The masked hero’s stuttering reminded you of what got you into your current situation in the first place, causing you to let out a groan of embarrassment and press a hand over your forehead. Mistaking your groan for one of pain, a wave of panic flooded Peter as he stepped closer towards you with a worried look (although it was unnoticeable due to his mask).

“Are you alright? You didn’t get hurt or anything did you?”

You just shook your head with a sheepish smile. “No, don’t worry. I just feel embarrassed about how I got into this mess..”

“Then… want to have a taste of swinging through Queens with me to get your mind off of- well- this?” A burst of confidence shot through Peter as he gestured towards the bound man and the tantalizing idea of actually spending time with you. Being in the Spider-Man suit made him more outgoing than his norm and that was exactly what he needed to actually talk with his crush. In all honesty, the real reason he’d been able to rescue you so quickly was because he wanted to speak with you as Spider-Man instead of shy Peter Parker.

“No thanks, Spidey,” you apologized, “As tempting as that sounds, I’ve got a load of homework waiting for me while trying to deal with thoughts of darn Peter Parker.” Your confession slid out of you easily, figuring that Spider-Man couldn’t possibly know the nerd that stole your heart. On a side note, you bitterly decided to skip out on picking up some chips since you had lost your appetite.

“Peter Parker? How come he’d be in your thoughts?” Genuine curiosity and confusion shone in his voice as he furrowed his brown, trying to contemplate your words. Why in the world would he, of all people, occupy your thoughts? Sure, you shared classes together but he had always ran away from having a decent conversation with you.

“Because I’ve had the hugest crush on him since freshman year! From his voice to the way he gets super excited over something, it drives me crazy! Sometimes I just want to walk over and hug him because of his downright preciousness and other times I’m glad he doesn’t look in my direction because of the amount of staring I do when he wears those nerdy shirts of his. I’m sure that it’s pointless though since he obviously has a thing for Liz Allen and I’m not exactly on par with someone like her!” You threw your hands up in exasperation as you finished your ranting. A slight blush rested on your cheeks due to both frustration and embarrassment as you basically vented about your hopeless infatuation to the neighborhood hero. Peter was taken aback by your claims but felt a like he was on cloud 9, similar to the elation he felt when he first started swinging around the city, coming onto him. You liked him? He would have jumped and done a fist bump in the air had you not been right in front of him at the moment. This was just the push he needed to finally have the guts to ask you out.

“I wouldn’t worry about that, (Y/N),” he referred to your last statement, “I’m sure something will happen with you and that Parker guy soon.” He shot a web and swung out of the alley before you had a chance to question his certainty and the fact that he knew your name. Your cries of him coming back with an explanation died down in your mouth since he was out of your sight within seconds.

“First, I almost get robbed, and then Spider-Man tells me I might have a chance with the boy I’ve been pining after for about a year? How in the world does he know my name anyways… Gah! What’s the universe trying to tell me…” with your theatrics done, you finally decided to make your way home before any more mishaps occurred. Unknown to you, said boy was watching over you from the top of one of the lower buildings with a fond smile, planning how to exactly approach you tomorrow and hopefully take you out on a date.

Hopefully.


a/n: tbh I’m not entirely sure how I feel about this but make a part two? yay or nay?

wip of a piece I’m doing for @hetalia-fanzine - yes its england and alice in wonderland what else can you possibly expect from me

coloring this is gonna be a damn hassle

Hey Media

The definition of terrorism:

“The unlawful use of violence and intimidation, especially against civilians, in the pursuit of political aims.”

The white nationalist who just plowed their car into a group of people would be called a terrorist immediately if they were of a certain color. Why are you so reluctant to call it terrorism now?

BTS Reaction: Them being a Professor/ Teacher and you confessing to them (Maknae Line)

Request: Hi, can you write a maknae line reaction when they are your professors (like English professor, Piano, art, etc) and you confess your feelings for them. It can be smut if you want to (extra point 🌟😈👅) Sorry for my English… have a nice day!

[Hyung Line]

Warning: Slight smut

I think i go too into this request and ended up looking like a drabble XD


Jimin (Volleyball coach):

You had a volleyball match in a few days and you were practicing hard for the match. Your volleyball training was long finished, in fact it has finished 2 hours ago. The one reason you were practicing so intensely on your own is to impress a certain someone, that person was your coach Park Jimin. You were always his favorite player but you felt like he didn’t like you in that way so instead it became a one sided love.

As you were busy building up your serving strength you heard the door open to see Jimin come in with wide eyes. “Y/N? What are you still doing here? Training ended hours ago.” “I guess I’m nervous?” You lied while playing with the volleyball in your hands.

Jimin was biting his lips as he saw your state. Wearing very short shorts and a top while you were dripping with sweat, making your skin shiny. Jimin shook his head to rid of the dirty thoughts and walked over to you to place a hand on your shoulder and your body tensed at the contact. “You shouldn’t strain your muscle…” He said quietly and you turned around to face him, faces just inches away. You were hesitant at first but you slowly leaned in and pressed your lips against his. 

The kiss was very light and as you pulled away, Jimin’s eyes were wide. You looked away feeling embarrassed. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done that…It’s just…I’ve liked you for a long time.” You felt him grab your chin, which made you look at him directly and he didn’t hesitate to connect his lips with yours again, the kiss being more passionate than before. You felt his hands slide down to the back of your thighs and squeezing them. Knowing what he was gesturing you jumped up and wrapped you legs around his waist, lips never leaving his. He pulled away, a panting mess, he looks in to your eyes with pure lust. “Let me help you relax….”

Taehyung (Biology professor)

You just finished studying at the library at it was slowly getting late and you just remembered you forgot your biology books at the biology room and you needed them for an upcoming exam. You walked down the hallways towards the biology room and you stopped in front to look into the glass window. Your eyes scanned through the room for any presence and you spotted a figure sitting down behind the Professor’s desk.

 Your face started to heat up when you realized it was your Biology Professor Mr. Kim Taehyung. His fun personality and his energy while teaching the class that you’re in has always caught your attention and it’s one of the things you loved about him. But you knew you would never have a shot with him and you just simply brushed those feelings aside.

You opened the door to make your presence known and Taehyung shot his head up to look at you and just gave you a warm smile. “You surprised me Y/L/N…” “Sorry, I didn’t mean too. I forgot my biology books here so I came to get them” You gave him your explanation. “Ah! I have them right here…” He said as he reached under his desk and pulled out the books you were exactly looking for. “Thank you so much!” You said as you walked over and took them in your hands. You saw the equipment he was using. 

Microscopic equipment were lying around the table and curiosity got the best of you. “What are you doing?” “Blood tests…Do you know your blood type?” He suddenly asked and you shook your head. “Do you wanna?” You nodded and Taehyung gestured you to stick out one of your fingers and he punctured it with a needle, blood slowly coming out and he quickly took a blood plate to place the blood on. He surprised you by placing your finger in his mouth, his warm tongue brushing against your small wound. 

He pulled it out of his mouth and looked at you with lustful eyes. “How do you feel about me miss Y/L/N?” Your face was heating up. “I like you…” You whispered and he pulled your wrist, forcing you to straddle his hips and placing his lips on yours. The kiss was passionate and the two of you continued before he pulled away panting. “Let’s continue this at my place.”

Jungkook (Art Professor)

You were finishing up an oil painting you have been working in class for a few days and everyone was already finished, which just leaves you to be the only. You stayed at the school till the sun set, leaving the art room an orange tint. The only sound that could be heard was the brush brushing against the canvas and the clock that hung on the wall. 

You were in the middle of mixing some colors when the door opened, which made your head look up to see your art professor Jeon Jungkook. He surprised you by coming inside with casual clothes, tight white shirt that defined his chest muscle and bicep. His black jeans defining the muscles on his thighs. You looked away, scolding your mind for what its dirty thoughts.

“I thought I locked the door?” He asked himself and you smiled at his cute confused state. “I asked another professor to open it for me, I needed to add some finishing touches on the painting.” You explained with a smile and Jungkook walked over to you leaned behind you, gazing at the painting. “It’s beautiful…” His low voice sent chills down your spine and Jungkook looked at your tense state. 

His gaze slowly fell to your exposed his neck and slowly leaned in to brush his lips in that area. A gasp left from your lips. “Mr…Jeon…” “Jungkook…call me Jungkook Y/N” He said as he went over to attach your lips with his. You didn’t hesitate to return the kiss. You detached your lips from his and looked at him with the eyes that made Jungkook feel crazy. “I like you Jungkook…” You finally confessed and he simply swept you off your feet and placed you on the table, standing between your legs and reattaching his lips on your leg. “You’re not going anywhere till I paint that neck with my marks baby…”

Back to the Future: Part 1

Summary: Imagine getting sent to the future and making love with future Cas. Imagine coming back home and finding out you’re pregnant.

Pairing: Cas x reader

Word Count: 3.5k (YAY ME)

Warnings: brief descriptions of smut, language, angst, pregnancy, a cliffhanger ending bc im an asshole

A/N: so regular Dean is just called Dean and future Dean is called future Dean BC LOGIC IS AWESOME hahaha.

also, welcome to a new series, my friends! should be a wild n fun time :-) feedback is so greatly appreciated!

Originally posted by savingpeoplegiffingthings

You blinked slowly, your eyes squinting open as you took in your new surroundings. It looked like you were in some kind of…shack?

With a groan, you tried to sit up, and that’s when you realized that your hands were cuffed to a chair. You turned to your left and saw Dean in the same exact situation as you, and you knew this wasn’t looking too good.

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I am against the occupation of Palestine, but sometimes the ways anti-zionist leftists characterize Israel makes it seem like Israel doesn’t have any kind of culture or history and that everything about it is dedicated to imperialism and subjugation with absolutely no other purpose behind it. 

For example, while some Israeli politicians and Zionists definitely exploit Israel’s record on LGBT rights to further imperialist ideology against Palestine and Islamophobic rhetoric, I feel like some anti-zionists seem to honestly believe that Israel only has established LGBT rights and acceptance as part of a conspiracy to further its imperialist agenda. Or that its LGBT acceptance is nothing more than a lie told to further their imperialist agenda.

Honestly, I am highly critical of Israel and I want the occupation to end. I consider myself pro-Palestine and believe the Jewish state is built on nationalism, colonialism and racism. But if you truly believe that every single positive thing about Israel is either a lie or part of a conspiracy you’re veering toward antisemitism. 

Imagine Yondu courting you accordingly to his traditions because of you but him truly confusing you until you figure things out

(LONG ASS FLUFF AHEAD 😍😍😍HONESTLY ANYTHING YONDU WILL BE LONG XD Hope it is as requested and you all like it :3 Gif not mine/found it on google/credit to the original owners.)

For hundreds of years, the Centaurians have had a particular way to claim a lover and show them their interest. With a presentation and exchange as well as collection of a few trinkets, they were all signs of interest and showing off to everyone who belonged to who. Soon enough that process would end up producing long lasting couples and were usually a memorable experience.

Your captain, Yondu had always loved that tradition, even straying off to just keep it as a personal hobby of his. However, with you among his crew, it wasn’t hard to admit that he had his eyes on you for a while and wanted that experience with you.

You were different from the others, a Terran, kind and caring without knowing it or wanting to be constantly recognized for it. He loved how selfless you were yet stubborn enough to keep him constantly in check.

He never knew he could have a thing for Terran but because it was you, he found himself enamoured by your features. From head to toe, there was no denying you were the reasons behind so many fantasies of his as of late.

Although, he had all those affection towards you, he had yet to make his move, fearing you might outright reject his sudden confessions.

However, to his surprise, you were the first one to do so, or so it felt like it to his eyes. There he was standing right in front of you, stunned and speechless as the others nearly perfectly circled you both, just as in awe as he was.

Your eyes were practically lighting up along with a playful smile drawn to your lips as your arms stretched out towards him. Right in your hands, you were presenting to him, what might be, the cutest trinket he’s ever seen

“Here you go, Captain!”, you said brightly to him. It had always made your heart flutter to see his satisfied grin and excited demeanour, especially his laughter and the way he’d rub his hands together before grabbing what he wanted.

You were so certain he was going to love it, that you couldn’t help but smile as you looked up at him. Waiting in anticipation, you ended up noticing the sudden silence in the room.

He simply stared at you wide eyed instead, worrying you and prompting you to explain yourself carefully yet nervously.

“I-I figured you’d like it…I mean you had your eyes on it the whole time we were shopping…So I just bought it for you! Plus you’re such a great captain…I felt like treating you to something nice for once!”

You tried handing the gift closer to him so he’d finally get the courage to take it but that only seemed to startle him and make his fin glow up. You weren’t sure what he was feeling at that but it made you let out a chuckle to finally get something out of him.

Nodding at him, you encouraged him to take it and carefully he finally got the courage to reach his hand out.

He couldn’t believe it was finally happening to him, it flustered to see you present it to him that way but was more than happy to accept it. It just took him a little while to process what was happening to him.

As he put his hand on the trinket, he couldn’t resist to touch and feel your soft palm, finally smirking to you as he realized the little connection you both had in that moment.

He took a good look at the trinket, feeling it and grazing his thumb along it before mischievously thanking you properly for your offering.

“Why…Thank you, darlin’…”, he said looking into your eyes with a rather sensual gaze, to which you didn’t picked up on it at all.

It just relieved you to see him react the way you had wanted him to, making you smile bashfully at him. Sincerely, you nodded saying, “You’re welcome Captain…I really hope it is to your liking…”

Maintaining his gaze on you, you noticed his eyes and fin glowing. You took it as a sign of him showing off his gratitude and just had to add a little comment.

With your arms crossed behind your back, you leaned in forward, grinning just as he had and teasingly said, “And that i’ll be seeing it by your control board…”.

Feeling all warm and fuzzy inside of him, Yondu didn’t hesitate to let out a giggle. He held onto the trinket even tighter, pulling it to him, showing to you how much he loved it. Inching closer to you ear, he whispered “Oh…Y/N…Believe me, it won’t just be by it…I’ll bring it everywhere…”

It startled you slightly, yet not thinking too much of it, you simply let out a laugh and nodded at him.

“Alright, Cap…It’s all yours anyways…Well goodnight then!”

Turning away from him, you noticed the other Ravagers that had just been standing behind you the whole while. Shaking your head, you walked through them, pushing them out of your way before going to change and get ready for sleep.

Believing your proposal to him to be genuine, yet not realizing you wouldn’t see him, he waved happily and raised his voice to make sure you heard him accepting you.

“Y/N! I gladly accept your offer! I promise i’ll cherish this cute lil’ bugger! And prove to you my worth! Goodnight MY darlin’!”

It sounded somewhat odd to hear him say all those words, yet simply thinking he was just so happy to finally have the trinket he had been eyeing for so long at the store, you smiled to yourself.

As soon as you got out of sight, he nearly jumped in joy, celebrating his “success” in the courting process along with the others. They as well couldn’t help but want to party it up and congratulate their leader.

They did just that and nearly kept you up all night. Luckily, you were used to it and didn’t bothered too much with it. It was surprising for you to hear them to celebrate so much for just a little thing, you thought but nonetheless you later didn’t think too much of it.

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in the moment.

pairing: jeon jungkook | reader
genre:
best friend au / fluff
word count:
4,275
description:
the best moments with jeon jungkook have always happened by chance.
author’s note:
well, this came out longer than i thought it would. it was also inspired by this post because game night with namkook seemed too fun not to write~


It’s funny how easily people come into your life. Sometimes they pass through, other times they stick around for a while, and even rarer times, you come across the ones that stay. The ones in the last group almost always come by chance. Though arguably anything that happens by chance seem to be the best ones.

You’ve found that last statement to be true.

The best moments in your life have always happened by chance. From that one spontaneous trip to downtown by yourself, which you learned a few things about the city’s oldest bookstore and yourself to that time you met someone who stayed, who actually continues to stay. To be more specific, despite how cheesy this’ll sound, this was how you met your best friend, Jeon Jungkook—by chance.

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so i was just watching skam with a friend who’s never seen it before and during the kosegruppa christmas party it got to the vilde and magnus moment and i started laughing (bc how can you not they’re ridiculous i love them) and my friend was like ‘what? what’s happening? is she gay?’ and i was like ??? and she goes ‘because pussy’

and i fucking lost it 

So you thought teenage obsessive phases about certain things were bad? May I introduce you to

The INTJ Obsession™

aka The Thing the INTJ cares/obsesses over so truly, madly, deeply that it is not to be discussed, not with friends, not with the fandom, not with experts, not at all.

The INTJ prefers to protectively and possessively hover around The Thing on their own like a dragon sitting on its hort for months or even years. Any mention of The Thing by someone unqualified (someone other than the INTJ) may lead to spontaneous outbursts of anger.

In short: Well excuse you take your ugly mediocre thoughts away from My Thing right now?!

And all of it while completely understanding how illogical and childish this behavior is. Oh, the joy.

Table for Three pt. 7

Prompt: You know there are two women. In fact, you’re both aware he has options. It’s just a matter of who he chooses. (Reader, Natasha, Bucky love triangle in shorter words.)

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Reader, Bucky Barnes x Natasha Romanoff

Word Count: 1479

Warnings: love triangle, angst, language

A/N: sorry it took so long to get this out. another bit of deleting and rewriting and deleting and rewriting. please enjoy.

Part 6

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Originally posted by ohmystucky

It was as if you were watching everything that followed in the third person. It was wrong, you knew that. But for some reason, you couldn’t keep your hands off of him. Or your lips. You wanted to scream at yourself. This was definitely not a solution to the problem you were facing, but here you were: trying to make everything okay by pulling Bucky’s shirt off of him and clawing at the waistband of his sweats.

He didn’t stop you either, no. He was actually not making the situation any better, whispering that he was sorry and that he loved you…

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NCT hyung line reaction to their virgin S/O asking to try thigh riding

MASTERLIST

Anon: older member reaction to their gf who is also a virgin asking to try thigh riding with them

TBH this isn’t really smutty lmao I didn’t write about what they’d be like during, literally just how they’d react if you asked them too! I can do their reaction whilst, but please request for that if you want it. Also tysm for 3k - I’ve started to follow forever and it won’t be up for a while but pls anticipate it❤️ :-)

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