#Mark’s hair is cute it’s fun to draw. Amber’s too! beautiful hair the both of em

[ishizizzle]

He went away for the weekend

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[h2bakugou]

Hello dear friend~~May I ask what would be main 3+denki reaction to having a crush on a girl who never studies, and always does her homework in the morning before the class, and then when the results of their exams come out she's in the top5 and they just dont understand how she can have such good grades with how little she studies because she doesnt show that shes actually really smart? ☺️ (happened to me, everyone is shooketh when they found out my grades bc I have a rebel spirit about study?)

a/n: hi hun!! of course! i felt this, i never really studied unless i needed to, or i really didn’t understand something and i think i did pretty okay. but now i’m a drop out so- kjfhdjg i’m going to be doing online school soon though because i’d like to get my high school diploma.

headcanon: them with a crush on someone who never studies but excels in class

key: (y/n) - your name / (f/n) - first name / (l/n) - last name / (e/c) - eye color / (h/c) - hair color / (y/q) - your quirk

warnings: fluff, swearing

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katsuki bakugou

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Bakugou doesn’t expect you to do very well. It’s the honest truth. 

He’s watched you every morning, scramble to finish your homework, and somehow manage to write legible answers with how fast your hand moves.

And before every test, he doesn’t see you study at all. It’s like you barely even keep notes.

In fact, he’s almost certain you don’t even keep notes at all. He was willing to bet that the notebook that rested on your desk during note time was promptly filled with doodles and random drawings, maybe even a to-do list or something.

But, all that aside, Bakugou has the fattest crush on you. This man is fucking smitten till the day he dies.

Everything about you astounds him, he’s never seen anyone like you.

And it goes to say that when you come out second in class, under him, he’s fucking confused and amazed at the same time.

He wants to ask you a million questions on how you did, ask if you cheated off of him somehow but he knows that’s not even remotely true.

His idea of trying to ask you out is getting you to study with him.

“Oi.” Bakugou approaches you after class, walking back toward your dorm.

“Oh, hey Bakugou.” You smile at him. You had a crush on him too, but neither side knew the other’s feelings.

“We’re studying together tomorrow. Meet me in the library and don’t be late.” Bakugou storms off, totally chad-like he’s thinking he’s just scored you and everything.

y/n.exe has stopped working.

You know he knows you don’t study.

You show up anyway and you can’t help but laugh because it’s certainly not studying that you two are doing in the library.

Somehow he’s managed to lead you to the library just to take you out on a date somewhere because there’s no book bag in sight, not even a book moved from the shelf.

“Alright let’s go.” Bakugou smirks.

“You could’ve just asked me out on a date in the first place.” You tease him.

“Shut up.” He huffs, smiling.

It’s a really good date.

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izuku midoriya

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Midoriya has probably asked you to help him study once or twice. He knows you’re up pretty high in class, you have great grades, but he’;s confused as fuck when you turn him down.

“What?” He blinks at you, confused.

“It’s not that I don’t want to! I’d love to but I uh don’t really study.” You mumble, avoiding his gaze.

“But you have amazing grades-”

“And I finish all my worksheets right before class starts, it’s just how I do things.” You look back up at him and smile.

“I can try my hardest to help, but studying isn’t really my strong suit, I think I get lower grades when I study.”

from that point on, I think Midoriya probably finds you that much more fascinating.

He loves to learn more about you, and knowing that you can finish a big project the morning it’s due and make a top grade, he’s blown away.

He starts to realize he likes you when you start hanging around him more.

You help him as best you can when he comes to you for answers, you’re very smart, you just have a very different way of doing your work from him.

When he finally decides to make the move, he’s shitting bricks. He’s nervous, and totally freaking out because he doesn’t even know if you like him.

“Uh hey, (Y/n)?” Midoriya pulls you aside after class, stopping you before you leave the classroom.

“What is it Izu?” You ask, having given him the cute nickname after being on a first name basis with him.

“I was wondering, well if you’d like to go on a date with me.” Midoriya gained some confidence after the sentence came out, looking at you with determination and affection.

“Sure, when and where?” You smiled, feeling your face begin to heat up.

“Wherever you want, there’s a really nice restaurant that opened up nearby-”

“Sounds like fun.” You glance away and smile. You had butterflies in your stomach.

“Are you nervous?” Midoriya asked, watching as you seemed to be a little anxious yourself.

“A little. My crush just asked me out so...” You giggle.

“You’re nervous about me asking you out but not finishing a project the day it’s due?!”

“Those are two totally different things!”

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shoto todoroki

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I feel like Todoroki knows from the get go that you don’t study. He never sees you in the study groups, or in the library. He always sees you doing some sort of paperwork in the morning, and he catches on rather quickly that it’s last night’s homework, or an assignment from earlier on in the week.

Still, he can’t jump to conclusions just yet.

He overhears Kirishima talking to Kaminari about you. He’s not trying to eavesdrop on their conversation but he’s curious nonetheless.

“Yeah, I don’t think they study at all.” Kirishima tells Kaminari.

Todoroki is pretty intrigued now.

Starts investigating to see if you actually study or not. And when he doesn’t find anything to say that you do, he just waits for the exam results to come back.

He knows you didn’t study, no one accounted for you at any study groups, and Sero even said you’d gone to bed after training that afternoon.

When the results come back, Todoroki is dumbfounded.

You did better than him. You landed a whole three spots above him. 

Todoroki makes it his goal to talk to you now. And you two become really good friends, and Todoroki develops this crush on you.

He’s not sure how it even happened, all he knows is he likes you and everything about you intrigues him.

So when you’re hanging out in his dorm room, just talking and chilling out, he asks if you want to study for the next quiz coming up.

“Oh I don’t actually study.” You giggle, looking at the half-and-half boy you had a crush on.

“You don’t?” Todoroki restates, finally confirming all his suspicions.

“Nope. It doesn’t really do much for me, I’ve never really studied.” 

From then on out, Todoroki enjoys when you accompany him while he studies. He studies alone just to be able to spend time with you.

Especially when he asks you out.

“(Y/n)?” Todoroki glances up from his work sheet and you look up from the book he’d lent you to read while he worked on his assignments.

“Yeah Sho?” You smile at him, closing the book, holding your spot with your thumb.

“Would you like to go on a date after school soon?” He asks, getting the question he’d been wanting to ask off his chest finally.

“Yes.” Your eyes lit up at his question and you could feel your face getting hotter by the second.

“You look hot.” Todoroki comments on your flustered face which only deepens at his comment.

“I didn’t mean- I mean you are very beautiful but your face looked hot as in temperature.” Todoroki’s own face begins to flush at his fumbled words as you begin to smile and laugh.

“You’re too cute.” You grin at him. He smiles back and returns to his work, ready to take you on that date.

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denki kaminari

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Kaminari has no clue. He’s oblivious. I don’t think he’s as stupid as people make him seem but he certainly doesn’t catch on right away, it takes a bit of time.

And one loud mouthed explosive blonde haired friend of his to point it out.

“I was gonna ask them to study with us after class.” Kaminari states, telling the group about his first move to try and ask you out. He’s had a crush on you since he laid eyes on you, and he’s shooting his shot.

“You dumbass. They don’t study.” Bakugou groans, looking over at you, scrambling to finish your homework.

“That’s the homework from last night.” Bakugou points out to Kaminari and his eyes go wide.

“There’s no way they’re going to pass!” Kaminari exclaims.

“We have to go help them!” Kaminari is about to go rush over to you but Kirishima stops him and laughs.

“Just wait, you’ll see.” Kirishima reassures Kaminari.

And sure enough, when the homework gets returned, Kaminari watches as your paper returns with the highest marking. You passed. With a perfect score.

This doesn’t stop Kaminari from shooting said shot though. He’s trying even harder. He’s determined.

"So there’s that big test coming up.” Kaminari began talking to you about three weeks ago, you’ve become friends, and you both have mutual feelings for one another that the other doesn’t know about, but it’s pretty obvious to the surrounding friends in the Bakusquad.

He’s talking to you about the test coming up with all of the subjects you’ve covered so far, a bit of a mid-term if you will.

“I’m a little nervous about it if I’m being honest.” You admit, taking a bite of your lunch.

“Do you wanna study with us later tonight?” Kaminari asks, feeling volts coarse through his veins as he awaits your answer.

“Studying isn’t really my thing. It’s not that I don’t want too! Please don’t think I’m trying to avoid you guys.” You bite your lip and look away trying to come up with the right words to say.

“Studying crams my brain and I don’t really think fluidly when the test comes, I get worse grades when I study then when I don’t.”

“I’ll stop by after with snacks and drinks so you don’t feel left out then.” Kaminari grins, his amber eyes full of excitement.

And sure enough, he stops by, a few slices of pizza and some soda in hand.

“So I was thinking, me and you.” Kaminari starts. You’re playing some video games before lights out.

“Me and you?” You question, currently beating Kaminari in Mario Kart.

“Yeah like, would you wanna go out sometime?” He asks, smiling.

“Sure, that could be a lot of fun.” Your face begins to heat up, and you lose your spot to Kaminari as your mind begins to scream with excitement. You feel your heart beating faster.

“Wait really?” Kaminari turns to look at you pausing the game.

“Yes. I like you, and I want to go on ad ate with you.” You smile, setting the controller down.

“Oh this is awesome!” Kaminari hugs you.

The next day when the test is over, the Bakusquad stands dumbfounded as you pass the test with the highest score, even beating Bakugou.

Kaminari is proud.

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[littlemeowmeowschimmy]

Vamps and Wolves [Jimin x Reader]

credit: littlemeowmeowschimmy

Requests opened / m.list

Wolf: Jungkook - Tae 

Genre: Smut 

Warnings: Impregnation kink, oral (f and m), rough, wolf in heat, creampie

WC: 3.8k 

Summary:  "I wish I could hear my name fall from those pretty lips again,"

A/N: Sorry not sorry 

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You were told your entire life that vampires and wolves weren't supposed to mate. It was an abomination to both sides. But you couldn't quite understand as to why it was an abomination. Clearly, your sister had mated with a wolf, and she was living fine. Although, she did run away from home and never contact anyone but you. Her children just came out with sharper fangs and changed whenever the moon was bright.

Somewhere full-blooded and others were half. It just depended on what won in the end. You groaned just a little, turning yourself back around to face your best friend. She stood there, leaning against the wall of your apartment as you were busying yourself with cooking. This evening, you two decided to munch on human food. You didn't particularly need it, considering that vampires really only lived on blood.

"If you want to join me, you can," Emila answers, turning back to head over to towards the kitchen table. Emila was a half-blood. Her father was a human, and her mother a vampire. You were considered to be pure blood. Since both your parents were high ranking officials in your nest.

"But that party is going to have wolves at it." you scrunched your nose up, not wanting to get near. Another aspect as to why vampires and wolves couldn't mate was because they couldn't stand to be around each other. Wolves smelt like garbage and vise versa. You were told once you fell in love with a wolf and they marked you, that their scent changed. You didn't know how your sister did it, but apparently, she did.

“And? Maybe you could meet your mate.” 

“My mate is going to be a vampire." You snarled in her direction. You weren't fans of wolves because they took your grandfather away. It's one of the more significant reasons why you couldn't fully support your sister and her actions. However, you weren't going to allow your hatred to stop you from talking to her. Unlike your parents, you were still going to have that open communication with her.

"You never know hun," Emila points out, waggling her finger in your direction. "Your mate could end up being a wolf."

You rolled your eyes in her direction. Not really keen on the idea of your mate being a wolf. The party didn't start for a couple of hours, so you switched the conversation. You wanted to start getting ready, and that's precisely what Emila had in mind.

A few hours later, you stood looking at yourself over and over again. Emila had let you borrow one of her dresses since you didn't own any that were up to her standards. Your chest was fully exposed, and your hair was curled in cute ringlets. The dress itself was a dark amber color that hung off the shoulders. It had a sweetheart neckline and a low back.

The dress cut off at your knees, and you wore matching color heels along. You even held a clutch in hand. Your eyes were smoked out, showing your natural color and neutral pink. Emila walks in wearing a mini skirt and a crop top. You narrow your eyes at her as she just shrugs her shoulders.

"You picked the dress I was originally going to wear," she mentions grabbing her knee-high boots and slipping them on. "So I went with my plan b. Sorry miss." You rolled your eyes at her and moved around. Heading out of her bedroom and down the stairs.

"Just meet me in my car." You shout, opening the door and quickly walking towards your baby blue car. It was shortly after Emilia had locked her apartment up then ran in your direction. She tells you where to go, and half an hour later you arrive at the place. Already, you could smell the wolves and your nose crinkled in disgust. Since Emilia was half, her senses weren't as keen as yours.

So she couldn't really pick up the stench until after walking in. The frat party was already in session. Students dancing on others, the smell of weed and alcohol hit your nose rather quickly. Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves, and you weren't going to mope around. Instead, you moved in with Emila. That little weasel could get anywhere in tight spaces. You?

That was a whole different ballgame. 

Emila was quick and beautiful. You were clumsy and slow. Of course, it always happened at some kind of party, alcohol spilled over the dress just a little. You where annoyed frat being full, including the stench of wolves; but you now wreaked of alcohol. You had only been there for less than five minutes, and you wanted to go home.

Since Emila was more adventurous than you were, she knew her way around alcohol. She often expressed her love for mixing and trying new things. Since vampires couldn't really get drunk, she had a high tolerance. The liquor just burned through their systems and tasted more like rubbing alcohol than anything else.

Plus, once she started making drinks, a crowd began to form. You grabbed your bottle and tried to stay by your friend's side. Eventually, you got pushed to the front and was staring at the circle around her. Emila kept get shot after shot, and it didn't seem to affect her. But, you always had to make sure that someone wasn't going to harm her or else they would pay the price.

The minute his scent hit your nose, you barred your fangs. There he stood, just a little taller than you. His bright pink hair seemed to glow under the house lights. Black skinny jeans, plaid shirt, white undershirt, and a leather jacket suited him well. He had his ears pierced, even his doubles. You tilted your head back, popping your hip out in front of him.

Alpha Jimin. Everyone knew of him in the supernatural world. Your parents despised the Park family. They tried to take over your lands, and it ended up in a bloody battle. You heard now that he was in his own pack, but that was the extent of your research.

“Fancy seeing a L/n here.” he plays his plump lips curling up into a playful grin. 

"I should tear you apart, Park," you growled, turning your body away from him. Another reason your sister ran away was that she married one of the Park clans. Not only was the disgrace of mating with a wolf terrible, but to mate with a Park was completely different.  

“Is someone upset coz their sister fell in love with the enemy?” he pouts leaning in, your inner beast wanting to come out. You could feel your blood boiling as your vision grew sharper. Even the sting of your natural color starting to fade into a blood red. 

He was trying to provoke you and damn it, his actions were working. You took a deep breath, turning yourself around, and looking at him. The ring around his pupil was a golden amber. He was in a state of a rut, you could tell he was. With this new information, you took a step back. He only moved closer, then tilted his head again.

“Aw, cat got your tongue?” 

"Shut up, Jimin!" You hissed your fingers tightening against the glass.

He gives out a throaty laugh. "How cute," he purrs, leaning forwards. "I wish I could hear my name fall from those pretty lips again," then moves his hand up to press a finger to your lips. "I'm dying to get some action." your eyes widened at the simple touch, then you froze. Watching as he sweeps his index finger across your lips and then moves himself back.

He stuffs his hands into his pocket and turns away. Jimin did not just provoke you only to turn the hell away from you. You watched as his figure moves through the crowd again. If he was going to play a game of cat and mouse, and he was on. 

For the rest of the night, you and Jimin “bumped” into each other. One was provoking the other, while then simply turning around. You were having fun with this game that you completely forgot about your best friend. Although you checked in on her, you noticed that she was already surrounding herself with wolves and humans. She seemed to be doing fine, even after she had too many drinks. 

When Emila pulled you aside, you were just about ready to provoke Jimin again. “Hey, are you okay?” she questions tilting your head back and then looking at you once again. You scrunched your eyebrows together, unaware of what she was asking you. 

“Why?” 

"Because you're changing," she mentions. It hadn't occurred to you that your body was already changing forms. Vampires didn't look like they did in the movies. Yeah, they had fangs and somewhat paler skin, but they didn't have wings and look over all disgusting. Instead, they just looked like rational human beings.

Except, their skin seemed to glow just a little brighter. It was their way of attracting prey as they seemed to draw closer to their body. The same way in which a witch could cast a spell on a person to make them fall in love was the same way the glow seemed to work. Their eyes usually changed color in a stinging sensation.

Vampire colors usually burned the natural color out for the amount of time they were in their forms. One thing vampires and wolves had in common was their fangs. They both grew them out when changing.

"Oh, am I?" You questioned glancing down at your skin. Because of the sharpness of your scenes, you started to notice the small changes. Was this what Jimin wanted from you? Or where you allow yourself to hunt him down like prey?

“Yeah, maybe you should go home.” 

"No." You snapped, which made your friend step back. You shook your head once again, taking a deep breath and trying to calm down. "I'm sorry I don't know what's coming over me." Emila cocked an eyebrow and then chuckled under her breath. She knew what was going on, but she wasn't going to allow herself to say anything else. Instead, she was just going to slowly step away while giving you some kind words of advice.

“Don’t let yourself get too into this okay?” she questions humming. “You personally might not like where you end up.” 

Her figure disappears into the crowd again, and you were left standing there. Still eyeing yourself over. Trying to figure out how you could stop yourself from changing. But since the process was already in motion, you couldn't really just reverse it all until you were satisfied. This burning urge deep inside was what was drawing you closer and closer to Jimin. It's what this game was all about right?

Then his arms wrapped around your waist. Pulling you close in and a door shut behind you. Even before he held you, Jimin's scent hit your nose again. You huffed, not also surprised when he closed the closet door and pressed you against the wall.

The only thing you saw in the darkness was his glowing eyes. "This has to stop now," he growls. This was new, something you didn't expect to come from his mouth.

"This little game, you mean?" You purr. Somehow, your roles had changed, and now you had him wrapped around your finger. Maybe messing with a wolf wasn't the best decision.

"Yes." He snaps his fingers, twisting into a fist. "You know good and god damn well that I'm going crazy."

“And what about it?” 

“I can’t control myself right now.” 

“Then go home.” 

“I am home damn it!” he snaps. This perked your interest. So this part was thrown at his place. You hummed a little, reaching forwards and touching his cheek. Or at least you thought it was his cheek. Jimin stiffens under your touch, his eyes moving down to where your fingers were. 

Then, he lost all self-control. Jimin leans in, cupping your cheeks in his palms and pressing his lips against yours. His kiss was hot and lustful. You hadn't been with another man, so you didn't know exactly what to do. You had kissed plenty of times, but going a step further was something you never did.

However, just kissing Jimin was almost like you wanted to go further. "I need some kind of release," he murmurs, pressing his body into yours. Automatically, you brought a leg up to attempt to wrap around his waist. You wanted him closer, more than you thought you would.

“You know this is a bad idea,” you whisper noting one arm curled itself around your leg and pressed it closer to his body. Then, he moves to grab your other, lifting you up and holding your weight. 

"I don't care." he pauses then leans in again. Placing open-mouthed kisses along the collum of your throat. "You're changing, I'm in very horny, what's the worse that could go wrong?"

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Everything. Everything went wrong. 

Jimin kicked the closet door open and had your body flung over his shoulder. He quickly rushes into his room, kicking that door open. Then slamming it shut with his foot. He tosses you on the bed, it making sounds of protest due to how roughly he threw you. 

Your body flopped and rolled. Then was pinned and your lips were attacked once more. The kiss had turned feverish as both parties just wanted attention. His fangs came to play as they scraped and bit along your lips. The small amount of blood you held seeped out. Jimin growls at the sight, then kisses you again.

His calloused palms running down the sides of the dress. Pulling at the tight fabric and grunting when he heard it snap against your skin. When he reaches the base, he pulls the skirt up and pulls back. Jimin licks his swollen lips and lets out a triumphant sound.

"No, underwear?" he muses. You gave him a confident grin and spread your legs.

“Sometimes, I like to be risky.” 

"I love your train of thought." then dives in between your legs. He doesn't even tease you. Instead, he flattens his tongue at the base of your entrance. Then swipes upwards to finish by pressing against your clit. He hums, sending vibrations against the sensitive bud. Your knees buckle and press against his head while your waist presses down into the sheets.

Jimin pulls back, spreading your folds and spitting on you. You gasp, squeezing your eyes shut when he uses the pads of his fingers against your clit. Rolling the bud in between his index and middle. This makes your body twitch and squirm under him as Jimin watches your pussy leak. 

He bends down, sticking his tongue out again and drinking your essence. Using his tongue to attack your entrance and all around. Jimin's fingers where slow compared to his tongue.

“Fuck fuck fuck Jimin,” you moan squirming under him. Once again, this was your first time. You never had an interest in sex, nor did you have an interest in the opposite sex. Then, why were you suddenly interested in Jimin? Was it the game you two played? Or was it the fact that maybe something inside you burned for him? 

"That's it," he growls your essence all over his lips and chin. If you had human blood, your cheeks would have been a bright red look at such a sinful sight. In a quick change, Jimin wraps his lips around the hood of your core. His palm moves to hold your hips in close as he directs all his attention towards stimulating your bud.

Instead of licking it, he sucks on it. Your moans begin to grow louder the harsher he sucks. You felt this weird sensation in between your legs while knot beginning to snap inside. Then, you arch your back, spazzing under him as you thought yourself let loose.

A hungry growl erupts from the deep in Jimin's throat as you end on him. He pulls back, looking at you as your essence was dripping down his face. When you finally opened your eyes, you instantly turn to look away. Only to have Jimin grasp your chin and yank your vision back on him.

"For someone who's never had sex before," he starts. You don't even question how he knows... "I'd say it's pretty easy to make you squirt." it felt like your eyes were going to pop out of your skull. Jimin...Jimin made you squirt? He could see the confusion on your lips, and he gave a cheeky smile.

"Oh sweetheart," he purrs, leaning in close enough for you to smell your arousal on his lips. "I can make you do more than just squirt." closing the distance between you and taking your lips in another lustful kiss. You tasted yourself and damn you had to admit it was the hottest things you'd ever done. Even as he kisses you, he takes you once more. Plunging two fingers into your entrance and pumping them at a quick speed.

Jimin distracts you with his lustful kisses. Making your lips swollen even more than before. Jimin takes you like this, over and over again. Making you squirt and orgasm four times afterward. By this time, he had ripped the dress to threads and began bruising your skin with his kisses.

He plays with your breast to the point where your nipples ached every time he touched them. Your body felt like it was on fire for the number of times he smacked, bit, and kissed it. You weren't ready for what else he had in mind, especially when he had you on your knees in front of him.

You stared down his shaft at his long length. HIs tip red and wet with the amount of precum he leaked. By this time, he helped you through your fourth orgasm, and your head was spinning. You were willing to do anything and everything for him at this point. 

Just as instructed, you open your mouth and soon was filled with his taste. Jimin groans at the warmth of your mouth wrapped around him. He took a fist full of your hair when you started to move. Jimin bows his head backward, using a few his hips to keep your mouth on him.

With one hand, you reach up to stroke any part that wasn't inside. "Jesus Y/n," he growls, rolling his head back up to look at you. "For a beginner, you know what you're doing." he puffs growling when your tongue swipes around his tip and across his slit.

These simple movements went on for a while once again. Jimin groaning under his breath and your mouth taking more and more of him. It eventually got to the point where you felt his own end nearing. That's when your movements went quicker, and you ultimately took all of him. His tip hitting the back of your throat, making you gag.

Even before you could move off, Jimin kept you there and released himself inside. His seed hit your tongue so quickly that you instantly pulled back. When you popped off, a small string of his seed and your saliva was connecting you two together.

"Open your mouth," Jimin demands. You do as your told, sticking your tongue out in the process. "Now swallow."

And you did exactly that. What happened next was too fast for you to process. The minute you went to open your mouth again, was when Jimin pushed you back on the bed. He spreads your legs and pushes right in. It was like he completely forgot you were new to this because he didn’t allow you to adjust to him. 

Nor did he use any lubrication, besides your own spit. Your nails clawed his back, earning another low growl. "No good girl gets any sort of special care from me," he answers in a deep voice. Jimin pulls his hips back and snaps in; at the same time, he lifts your hips, so your shoulders were pressing against the sheets.

This made it hard for you to grab onto him, so you decided to tear at the sheets. Jimin digs his toes into his bed as he uses his lower back muscles and abdomen to fuck you roughly. He ignored the groans and moans of his bed because now he was too focused on fucking your tight cunt.

The sounds you made were like heaven to him, and it encouraged him to move quicker. "Just like that, sweetheart," he growls. "Let them know who's fucking you this good."

Because your body was already stimulated to the extreme, you felt like if he even dared to touch your overstimulated bud, you would orgasm over his cock again. Everything felt so blurry, and your body was already so weak. You couldn't keep up with his pace, but you weren't complaining about it either. You begged for Jimin to move faster and harder. You wanted to feel his dick stretching your walls.

“You think you can hold my pups?” he ponders angling his hips once more to hit your bundle of nerves pretty hard. 

“Nghh - Damn it Jimin yes!" You cry the words immediately falling from your lips without any rational thoughts.

“You positive princess?” he provokes now slipping one hand down in between your folds to touch your bud. 

You cry out when he starts to roll it once again. Your hips jerking and twisting on their own accord. "Yes Jimin! Yes I can hold your pups!" You answer your throat already beginning to burn. With only a few swipes, you were left powerless once again.

Your orgasm washed over your senses, as your body twitched under his watchful gaze. Your rip holes into his sheets, tearing at them. With what sanity was left in Jimin completely vanished. His left hand was holding your leg up, and it goes without saying he blacked out.

You cry out at his canines dig deep into your calf. Breaking skin almost as he proceeds to mark you. In doing so, his thrusts become sporadic until he unleashes himself inside. When Jimin pulled away from you, he drops your body on the bed. Then, he rolls over to your right as his chest begins to rise and fall.

Something was different about Jimin, and you couldn't quite tell. Once you finally got your senses together, you realized he didn't smell like garbage anymore. Instead...  

“Jimin, what the fuck did you do?!” You screamed. 

[flowers-in-your-dustbin]

All the numbers again (second tag reblog)

1: When you have cereal, do you have more milk than cereal or more cereal than milk? More milk than cereal cause I like to drink it!

2: do you like the feeling of cold air on your cheeks on a wintery day? Yeah, but when I can get into the warmth after that's even better!

3: what random objects do you use to bookmark your books? I try to remember the page number instead so usually end on a multiple of 10 or 5.

4: how do you take your coffee/tea? Tea: Two sugars, milk, hopefully brewed by the gal. Coffee: I don’t!

5: are you self-conscious of your smile? Kinda!

6: do you keep plants? Nope!

7: do you name your plants? None to name!

8: what artistic medium do you use to express your feelings? Oils if I had the money for that so typically watercolours

9: do you like singing/humming to yourself? I am right now.

10: do you sleep on your back, side, or stomach? Typically side, but back is fine. Not stomach really!

11: what's an inner joke you have with your friends? Oh My Gouda.

12: what's your favorite planet? Uranus ;)

13: what's something that made you smile today? My gal surprised me with a beautiful orchid

14: if you were to live with your best friend in an old flat in a big city, what would it look like? Edgy expose brick aesthetic

15: go google a weird space fact and tell us what it is! Uranus’ blue glow is due to an abundance of methane which filters out red light.

16: what's your favorite pasta dish? Spaghetti carbonara probs! Especially cooked by the best.

17: what color do you really want to dye your hair? I don’t! I did want pastel pink in August.

18: tell us about something dumb/funny you did that has since gone down in history between you and your friends and is always brought up. I had a paddy fit in primary school because I used to always sabotage my meals so I didn't eat them but I spilt milk on something I legitimately didn’t mind having... I cried over spilt milk.

19: do you keep a journal? what do you write/draw/ in it? I do! I write the days events and my feelings, I draw key points or little objects. Not all the time tho.

20: what's your favorite eye color? A nice hazel-y to chocolate amber brown woop

21: talk about your favorite bag, the one that's been to hell and back with you and that you love to pieces. A grey Kanken Fjallraven, if Switzerland counts as hell, there you have it.

22: are you a morning person? Yeah! I’m straight too!

23: what's your favorite thing to do on lazy days where you have 0 obligations? Exactly that, nothing. With a side of music.

24: is there someone out there you would trust with every single one of your secrets? Only the one.

25: what's the weirdest place you've ever broken into? An abandoned slaughterhouse. Soz vegans

26: what are the shoes you've had for forever and wear with every single outfit? Black old skool vans hehe original

27: what's your favorite bubblegum flavor? Strawberry!

28: sunrise or sunset? Why not both in a day?

29: what's something really cute that one of your friends does and is totally endearing? I’m not sure!

30: think of it: have you ever been truly scared? I’m not sure, close calls/

31: what is your opinion of socks? do you like wearing weird socks? do you sleep with socks? do you confine yourself to white sock hell? really, just talk about socks. I like socks. Weird socks are fun. So are odd ones. I do not sleep with my socks, nor do I confine myself to white sock hell.

32: tell us a story of something that happened to you after 3AM when you were with friends. We had deep convos for the time, we probs cried, then probs went to sleep.

33: what's your fave pastry? Uh choux just cause I can remember that is one. Hahahaha.

34: tell us about the stuffed animal you kept as a kid. what is it called? what does it look like? do you still keep it? I had one called Baxter Bear which was the best, he was quite obviously a bear with a red scarf and his own passport. I threw up on him in the car and he was never the same again, he disappeared short after. Don’t ask about Scrubs the dog.

35: do you like stationary and pretty pens and so on? do you use them often? I do, I just don't use them often.

36: which band's sound would fit your mood right now? The xx

37: do you like keeping your room messy or clean? A healthy middle.

38: tell us about your pet peeves! Couldn’t possibly. There’s a fair few.

39: what color do you wear the most? Probably black? Emo ik.

40: think of a piece of jewelry you own: what's it's story? does it have any meaning to you? I own a necklace I got for my 16th its very cute and only comes out when I have heterosexual days to masquerade it. It’s nice.

41: what's the last book you remember really, really loving? The Picture of Dorian Grey by Oscar Wilde, it’s my favourite ever. I don’t read as much as I used to, sigh.

42: do you have a favorite coffee shop? describe it! There’s a cute local one. They do unreal Nutella pancakes and its quite central and very aesthetic-y. Yum!

43: who was the last person you gazed at the stars with? My gal, typically on the way to my car where I point out Orion or The Dipper. It’d be nice to do it properly sometime.

44: when was the last time you remember feeling completely serene and at peace with everything? Two days ago.

45: do you trust your instincts a lot? When I need to.

46: tell us the worst pun you can think of. Someone mentions a dog, then I normally incorporate the word ‘ruff’ as a homophone for ‘rough’ and get death stares. But I like it.

47: what food do you think should be banned from the universe? Gherkins.

48: what was your biggest fear as a kid? is it the same today? Abandonment/loneliness hahahah yes it is.

49: do you like buying CDs and records? what was the last one you bought? I do like buying records yeah! I can’t say until April the 23rd but I’ll have bought another by then.

50: what's an odd thing you collect? I don’t think I do have anything odd!

51: think of a person. what song do you associate with them? Uncomfortable by Wallows, as well as Fast Food by D.I.D and many many more.

52: what are your favorite memes of the year so far? The new Patrick one is doing pretty good.

53: have you ever watched the rocky horror picture show? heathers? beetlejuice? pulp fiction? what do you think of them? Nope, nope, nope and nope!

54: who's the last person you saw with a true look of sadness on their face? My dog. I didn't walk him.

55: what's the most dramatic thing you've ever done to prove a point? Hahahah you wouldn’t want to know. 

56: what are some things you find endearing in people? Feeling secure with them, if you get me.

57: go listen to bohemian rhapsody. how did it make you feel? did you dramatically reenact the lyrics? CAN YOU DO THE FANDANGO!?!?!

58: who's the wine mom and who's the vodka aunt in your group of friends? why? K is probs the wine mom bc I'd say A but she’s not as sensible, thus A gets the Aunt role.

59: what's your favorite myth? Bulls hate red, they’re actually colour blind lmao.

60: do you like poetry? what are some of your faves? I don’t mind a bit of poetry! Marking Time by Owen Sheers is noice.

61: what's the stupidest gift you've ever given? the stupidest one you've ever received? Me and mum put a fancy brooch in a pack of digestives for someone. I’ve received stupid spellings of my name on the birthday cards.

62: do you drink juice in the morning? which kind? Nope

63: are you fussy about your books and music? do you keep them meticulously organized or kinda leave them be? Rainbow order woop.

64: what color is the sky where you are right now? Black.

65: is there anyone you haven't seen in a long time who you'd love to hang out with? Yep!

66: what would your ideal flower crown look like? Cutesy and white and blue and stuff idk. But I wouldn't wear one haha.

67: how do gloomy days where the sky is dark and the world is misty make you feel? Serene! Albeit Silent Hill-esque

68: what's winter like where you live? Fun! Cold! Disruptive!

69: what are your favorite board games? The Game of Life/Monopoly/Articulate!

70: have you ever used a ouija board? Nope!

71: what's your favorite kind of tea? English Breakfast, brewed by the girlfriend.

72: are you a person who needs to note everything down or else you'll forget it? I've been known to be.

73: what are some of your worst habits? Overthinking. Nail biting.

74: describe a good friend of yours without using their name or gendered pronouns. Ginger.

75: tell us about your pets! A doggo! A beagle! and a fish...

76: is there anything you should be doing right now but aren't? Revising!

77: pink or yellow lemonade? Yellow

78: are you in the minion hateclub or fanclub? anyone in the fanclub needs natural selection to do its thing.

79: what's one of the cutest things someone has ever done for you? Surprised me at work with flowers.

80: what color are your bedroom walls? did you choose that color? if so, why? White, because I’d like grey but we haven’t got there yet or painted the house since its still pretty new.

81: describe one of your friend's eyes using the most abstract imagery you can think of. I don't have the time for that shit.

82: are/were you good in school? I was! I still think I am! Who knows.

83: what's some of your favorite album art? Smithsmithsmithsmithsmiths

84: are you planning on getting tattoos? which ones? Yeah! Quite a few. All tonal, but above all a Venus sign and more importantly the great wave off Kanazawa by Hokusai

85: do you read comics? what are your faves? I don't fun fact I used to read them start to feel sick.

86: do you like concept albums? which ones? I feel stupid for not knowing what they are.

87: what are some movies you think everyone should watch at least once in their lives? Donnie Darko.

88: are there any artistic movements you particularly enjoy? Not Gothic. Can’t go wrong with a bit of impressionism.

89: are you close to your parents? I think. Depends on the time of day.

90: talk about your one of you favorite cities. Starts with E, ends in Dinburgh.

91: where do you plan on traveling this year? Nowhere abroad really, just a couple of good cities.

92: are you a person who drowns their pasta in cheese or a person who barely sprinkles a pinch? Barely sprinkles, but I have a drowner with me to compensate.

93: what's the hairstyle you wear the most? Down. Full stop. 

94: who was the last person you know to have a birthday? My girlfriend’s. mum!

95: what are your plans for this weekend? Work, a party, a Harry Potter film, a sad Sunday.

96: do you install your computer updates really quickly or do you procrastinate on them a lot? I leave them for as long as possible

97: myer briggs type, zodiac sign, and hogwarts house? ENFJ/Pisces/Ravenclaw

98: when's the last time you went hiking? did you enjoy it? Hah idk.

99: list some songs that resonate to your soul whenever you hear them. Nude - Radiohead is the one I’m thinking at the mo’ and I can’t think past that.

100: if you were presented with two buttons, one that allows you to go 5 years into the past, the other 5 years into the future, which one would you press? why? Future. Don’t need to lament on the past when I hope I have a good one ahead of me. Then from there I'd click 5 back so I’m right back to where I am, cheers.