#he is so beautiful omg i swear i screamed when these pictures came out

[tipannies]

BAEKHYUN Madame Figaro China, Febr. 2024 Issue

[peakyswritings]

Omg Shark, I absolutely loved this! And the choice of the song - there was a time when I was OBSESSED with it, and you made me want to listen to it again! The way you included it in this fic was perfect.

Now about the story

First of all, you portrayed Heaven’s discomfort and overstimulation so well. Just like her I could barely breathe as I read this. Her exchange with Arthur made me chuckle a little though - it’s amusing to imagine him just standing there as his wife rants about everything that’s wrong. I also love how respectful he is of her nature, how he doesn’t even TRY to convince her to behave, and especially how he doesn’t want her or expect her to behave.

"The fook you're looking at me wife ay? Go back to your chit-chat!". I just had to quote this. I love him.

I could quote the whole part about Heaven starting dancing in the wild. It was so beautifully written, I’m literally in awe. I love the way Ada and Polly joined her, and the three of them allowed themselves to be free. If they have something in common, is that deep down they don’t belong to fancy parties and stuff like that. AND I SCREAMED when Esme came into the picture, even if just from afar. It was such a beautiful and poetic addition, that made me feel so nostalgic.

Now I’m taking a step back, because I can’t not mention this:

For fuck's sake! Can't they fucking behave?! Can't your fucking wife stop fucking everything up just once eh?!

I don’t know why I find angry Tommy so funny, but I do. It’s hilarious to imagine him freak out about the women of his family misbehaving. It’s giving “what do I have to do to make people fucking listen to me?” and I’m living for it.

Shark, this was so beautiful and I’m so sorry I’m only reading this now! I swear I was waiting for the moment I could sit down and properly enjoy it - because every time I get the notification I already know it’s going to be amazing. Loved all of this!🤍

Savage Daughter || Shelby family x You

Summary:  When the Shelby family gathers together, chaos is never far. Yet, for once, it's not the men who bring it but you, and soon the girls join you too. (based on Ekatarina Shelehova - Savage Daughter)

Words: 1.2k

Notes:

✞ This story is linked with the Arthur Shelby x You series Heaven in Your Eyes but can be read as a stand-alone.

Slipping your finger between your diamond choker and your skin, you took a big exhale — the expensive corset you wore for the occasion was crushing your ribcage. The sound of chatters, clinging glasses, and classical music might have been loud but all you could hear was your own pulse, beating in your temples faster and faster with each labored breathing.

Your crystal eyes scanned the room, looking for your husband but it seemed that he was also in distress, standing still behind Tommy with his gaze fixed upon an invisible spot on the wall. Arthur was nervously chewing the inside of his cheek, visibly as uncomfortable as you when surrounded by all these posh guests, and yet, he had no other choice but to keep playing the bodyguard for his younger brother.

"Mr. Shelby, what a wonderful party you're hosting here! Arrow House is wonderful, I reckon." An old, ugly gentleman, dressed in a suit more expensive than everything your parents had ever owned, said with his silly accent. If being honest, he was looking absolutely ridiculous with his ears too big and his triple chin far too fat for such a small bowtie. To play the Devil's advocate, your mocking thoughts were justified: the pig had tried to grope almost every woman he had talked with. And as if this previous fact didn't render him despicable enough, he had ignored Arthur as if he were part of the ballroom's furniture. Another sigh, louder this time, escaped from your lips at the painful sensation of the blisters behind your heels when they rubbed against your tight shoes.

When Arthur came back to you, one look at his pursed lips had been enough for you to guess that he had spent the last ten minutes keeping himself from strangling the impolite Mr. Dempsey.

"Fookin' bastard, can't even say a bloody 'hello' to me. I swore I should've cut his fucking —" Stopping mid-sentence, the lanky gangster suddenly frowned and tilted its head at the sight of you taking your high heels off, only half listening to him, "The hell you're doing, angel?"

"I'm taking my heels off, that's what I do." You replied, grunting as you undid the complicated laces that were climbing up your shinbones, "And I don't care if it ain't classy or decorous, these shoes are making my skin bleed and this damn corset is suffocating me!" Talking about the corset, you pulled on the delicate silky laces to tear them apart and free your body from this inhumane trap until all you were wearing was a thin white summer dress.

"Heaven, love," Arthur tried to interrupt as he noticed how a few outraged guests were already whispering together all the while glaring at you. Among them, Tommy Shelby's arctic iris.

"I'm dead serious: I'm trapped here among hypocrites, suffering in clothes their wives criticized when they saw me while I could be outside, peacefully enjoying the immense garden of the mansion. A garden which is, by the way, the only enjoyable feature of this golden cage. All of this only because Tom wants people to believe we're all getting along in the family, tsk." Arthur closed his mouth, unable to find something to retort to your murderous prose. Maybe that was why he looked at you silently instead, a glimmer of amusement shining in his still blue eyes. "What?" You finally asked, not comprehending why the lanky gangster was now smiling, his mustache slightly lifted on one side.

"Gimme these shits." With that being said, Arthur took your heels and corset from your hands before leaning above you and kissing your forehead with indescribable tenderness, completely obliterating the rest. "Now go," The gravel in his voice rumbled, "Go run barefoot and curse at sharp stones, I ain't going to pin your wings." Of course you felt suffocating, he thought, for he knew you didn't belong here. Just like him. But while he had to remain somewhat near to his brother for the whole evening, Arthur never wished to inflict such torment on your savage soul: you were born to dance around fires, in the curves of old bones, or look for omens in the falling of feathers. Not to sip on champagne and boast about your riches with aristocratic ladies.

"Really?" You inquired, the fierceness of your face softening at your husband's surprising —and understanding— reaction. Arthur winked at you for a sole reply before turning around and barking at those who were still observing you with a loud "The fook you're looking at me wife ay? Go back to your chit-chat!". It had been the final nail in Tommy's coffin, who pinched his nose as if to stop a dawning headache — a headache that bore your name.

Offering one shark-like and insolent smile to little King Shelby, you left the ballroom running barefoot and only stopped when you found yourself in the middle of the garden, slowly spinning on yourself. With your doll-like face facing the night sky, you relished the sensation of the fresh breeze softly grazing your skin in welcoming strokes. A cheerful giggle fell from your plump lips as rays of moonlight illuminated your dainty frame like a myriad of motherly hands ready to catch you.

"Hey! Devil! You're nothing but trouble, you know that?!" A feminine voice erupted behind you, making you stop dancing and glance from where the soft lilt was coming. What was your surprise when your gaze met Ada's cunning smile! Beside her Polly was standing, her frail arms crossed on her bosom but her ebony eyes displaying an excitement she hadn't felt in years.

"I can't help it, Ada. I'm my mother's savage daughter!" You exclaimed, opening your arms to fake a pretentious bow — a move that stirred a sincere laugh from your sister-in-law.

"Tommy's mad." She said through her grin.

"Tommy's always mad. Why don't you join me?" At your offering, Ada side-eyed her dear Aunt, not sure if she could momentarily strip from the elegant Mrs. Thorne mask and be herself for once. For fuck's sake! Can't they fucking behave?! Can't your fucking wife stop fucking everything up just once eh?! Tommy's voice was roaring from the inside of Arrow House, just what Ada and Polly needed to make up their mind.

Freeing themselves from fancy hats, oppressive clothes, and painful high heels, both Polly and Ada joined you in the middle of the garden, the two of them grabbing one of your hands to form a round dance.

We are our mother's savage daughters, you sang.

I'm not joking Arthur! Did you think about what people are going to say?!

We are our mother's savage daughters, Ada followed. Her voice swirled up to the sky, each note bringing her closer to her mom she barely knew.

We will not cut our hair! We will not lower our voice! Polly's cheered louder, and as she did she was sixteen again, walking barefoot in the mud with a horse's rein in one hand and flowers in the other.

And deep in our bones, the old songs are waking So sing them with voices of thunder and rain, the wind carried your chant away. So far away that somewhere on the road, one Romani woman, fierce and beautiful, felt the wild drums of nature beating within her as she braided the hair of her adorable little girl.

"Are you okay Mom?" She asked, concerned by her mother's sudden stop.

"Yes, Katie. Yes, I am."

Esme smiled.

✞ Any comment, review, reblog, or constructive criticism is welcome. Your reactions really motivate me and keep me alive, so please don't be shy. English is not my first language.

✞Taglist: @adaydreamaway08 @theshelbyclan @jomarch-wannabe @esposadomd @zablife @woofgocows @anathemasworld @anastasia000 @kate654 @kxnnxy @babayaga67 @meowtastick@kxnnxy @shelbyssins @sarai-ibn-la-ahad @bluevenus19 @raincoffeeandfandoms @kishie8 @alexandra-001 @dearshelby @alexizodd @helen06dreamer @kmc1989 @emotionalcadaver @peakyswritings @peakyltd

[harleysarchive]

Among You and Me - Corpse Husband x reader oneshot

Fandom: Corpse Husband, youtubers Warning: Swearing, me being in a good mood when I wrote it so a happy, positive reader, alcohol, hangovers, comfidence boost Pairing: Corspe x reader Summary: You got some extra confidence after having a couple of drinks and write a message to Corpse during his live stream, he answeres you messages and everything continues from there.

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A/N: I was in a super good mood when I started to write this and it shows, I’m sorry if it’s annoying and I don’t know if it’s shit but yeaah. Enjoy! :D

You were watching Corpse Husbands stream among us and was just having a good time. You had had a couple of drinks before the stream so you were in such a great mood. You melted every time he laughed because he couldn’t do the card swipe and just thought of how adorable he was. In your intoxicated mindset you got a confidence boost and opened the stream chat and also instagram. In the stream chat you donated 10$ and wrote “you are the most adorable person on this planet and you deserve the world! Thank you for exciting, love y/n” and hit enter, and also doing the same on Instagram on private messages.

He won’t see that, you thought to yourself and turned on some music to match your good mood and after a while forgetting about your stream that was on. Some days life is just great!

You had fallen asleep and woke up with a hangover, all the positive feelings you had yesterday were gone and now you just wanted to stay in bed all there with some aspirins. Looking at your phone seeing that nothing interesting had happened. You were scrolling through your feed on instagram and saw that you had an unanswered message. You opened it and saw that it was from Corpse.

You flew up in your bed and were staring at your phone.

I can’t believe he answered me, you said. Your hands were shaking and you were too nervous to open the message. Maybe he was annoyed with you for messaging him. Nooo he seems like a nice guy so I don’t think he is.

You opened the message and it read:

“Thank you for your kind words! I saw your donation and the message, means a lot 🖤”

You buried your face into the pillow and screamed for all that you were worth. He answered. You also felt ridiculous for reacting like this but there is no hindering the fangirl when she is out.

Your fingers were shaking but you wanted to reply so badly.

“Thank you! I can’t believe that you actually answered or noticed my message, it made my day honestly. Can’t wait for more content from you!” You hit send and left the bed. You had things to do today and if you were home you were only going to look at your phone all day to see if he would answer you. So to not get tempted you left your phone at home.

You came back to your apartment in the afternoon and we’re dying to check your messages. So you unlocked your phone and went straight to messages. Nothing. You felt a pang of disappointment but you tried to not dwell on it. He had probably many girls messaging him how much they love him and so on. You went to the kitchen and started to cook some dinner. But when you were preparing some vegetables you got a ding from your phone. You went over and saw that you had a message on Instagram. From Corpse. Your heart first stopped and then sped up like crazy. He answered you again! Wtf?!

“That's so kind of you to say, thank you! There will be a new stream tomorrow :)”

“Omg I’m gonna die” you said. Well if you died now you would be okay with it because you had been noticed by Corpse not once but twice.

“Yay can’t wait! I will be glued to the screen!” You answered and immediately felt embarrassed by your response.

Two days later you were waiting for the stream to begin. You had bought some of your favorite ice-cream in honor for tonight. The stream started and you heard Corpse say multiple times that he was super nervous and a shitty impostor. You felt your heart melt for him, he is so sweet and precious. You donated money to him and wrote “you don’t have to be nervous, you are doing great! It’s super entertaining! Love y/n” and hit send. You saw your donation in the chat.

“”you don’t have to be nervous, you are doing great! It’s super entertaining! Love (y/n)” thank you (y/n), that means a lot to hear right now. And I remember your picture from Instagram. Nice to see that you are watching the stream.”

The ice-cream you were about to eat dropped to the floor and you just sat there with an open mouth. He remembered your picture. HE FUCKING REMEMBERED YOUR PICTURE!

The rest of the stream was a fog in your memory because you were still stuck on the moment that he remembered you from your profile picture. Nothing could top that. Nothing. When the stream ended you turned of your computer and were of to bed. But there was no way in hell that you were going to fall alseep after something like that. Your phone lit up again and you saw that you had a new message from instagram. You opened up the app and it was from Corpse!

“I hope you liked the stream today :)” he wrote and again your heart raced like crazy. 

“I did it was super entertaining to watch! I think you are an incredible impostor.” you hit send. Not long after you got a reply.

“Thanks, I am very nervous during the streams and I hope that is not annoying or it bothering those who are watching it.”

“Not at all, well at least for me. I think it makes you more genuine when you confess that you can get nervous even though you are a big youtuber 😊”

 “Well I’m not a big youtuber... but it’s nice to read all your kind words in the chat. It makes me happy.”

“I’m glad that we can help you feel better, and I mean every word I’m sending you.”

You saw that he started to reply, but you had to go to sleep so you turn off the phone and closed your eyes. Surprisingly enough you fell asleep quite quickly, and woke up by the sun hitting your face. Fall has jsut begun and the leaves were turning every beautiful colour of red, yellow and orange. When you brain had woken up more you remembered that Corpse had started to reply to your message. You quickly grabbed your phone and went on instagram. A new message, 8 hours ago. 

Shit, you thought and opened it. It was just a smiley face and nothing else. A little disappointed but then you saw the conversation that the two of you had had. You actually talked to him and he had replied instantly. Your brain must’ve given you some weird confidence and stable fingers at that moment. You didn’t really know what to reply so you just let it be and you didn’t want to annoy him with spamming his dm’s either - but you really, really wanted to.

Corpse POV.

Another day and another sleepless night. That is just my life right now. But the streams helped them make it a little less agonizing. Especially the nice comments I get from everyone and the conversation I had with one of the fans. What was her name again? (Y/N). Right. I wonder if she has answered my message.

I opened up instagram and opened our conversation. Read but no answer. To be fair I only sent a smiley to her. But... Why am I feeling so anxious that she left me on read?

“Yooo, care to hang out today?” Dave sent a message. I answered with a sure and locked my phone and waited for Dave to arrive to my house. But my mind kept on going back to why she didn’t answer me back. Well I know why, but I didn’t like that the conversation were over so quick. 

Dave entered my house and we hung out for a while but he could sense that something was bothering me.

“Hey man, you okay?”

I snapped out of my thought and looked at him. 

“Yeah, I’m fine. Except from the usual shit.”

“You sure? You seem a little... lost in thoughts perhaps? Is something bothering you?”

I took a deep breath and shook my head.

“Not even the kind girl from your streams?” he asked with a knowing smirk on his face. I lost all the colour on my face. HOW DID HE KNOW?

“I don’t know what you’re talking about?”

“Not even that you recognized her picture from instagram? Like that you haven’t talked to her there?”

Fuck...

“Who is she?”

“A fan that contacted me and were very kind with her words. And I replied to her and after that we have been messaging each other here and there... but she left me on read last night so I guess that’s over...”

“What did you say to her?”

“I sent a smiley because I was too nervous to say anything else.”

Dave made the biggest and loudest face palm. It must’ve hurt his head. 

“You idiot... You can’t expect a reply if you only send her a smiley...”

“I know, but I got nervous.”

“Are you following her?”

“No... Not yet at least.” I said and took up my phone again and went on her profile. It was private. Of course. I hoovered over the follow button but I didn’t dare to press it. Dave gave me a thumbs up and I pressed the follow button. 

Your POV.

You were watching a Among Us highlight video on youtube when your instagram told you that you had a notification. You opened it and saw that Corpse had requested an invite to follow your profile. CORPSE WANTED TO FOLLOW YOU. Holyshitholyshitholyshit. What is even happening?! Of course you accepted it and you started to type a message to him. 

“Welcome to my little boring world. Hope you like what you see 😅”

You could see him typing something.

“I very much do ;)”

A/N: I really enjoyed writing this and I couldn’t stop. It was difficult to get started but after that it was fun :D 

TAGS:

@fanworrior @wibblytimey

[anyoneseenadam]

Hi I was wondering if you could do a Azriel x reader where they are cuddling and talking after a long day of work?

pairing: azriel x reader (acotar)

warnings: mental health/anxiety being mean, insecurity, asides from that it’s pure fluff and nice and lovey dovey

a/n: I love writing fluff omg, I went in a slightly different route that I intended with this one but I hope you like it :))))

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You pushed the heavy wooden door of your home open, dragging your legs in as you fought to keep your eyes open. You pushed the door closed with your back, leaning your head against it, and closing your eyes for a second, before sliding down, still leaning against the door, and wrestling to remove you shoes with a huff.

You heard a cough ahead of you and looked up to see Azriel fondly watching you, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest. He was still in his leathers, so you presumed he had just beat you home, his tired eyes sparkling with humour as he watched you struggle with your boots. You didn’t say anything as you stood and padded over to him on heavy feet, wrapping your arms around his middle and squeezing your eyes shut.

You didn’t want to think of the long week you had dealt with, you just wanted to bury yourself under a mountain of pillows and blankets and maybe wrap your limbs around Azriel like a koala bear. He wrapped his arms around you, scarred hands rubbing up and down your back as the two of you stood together in silence, simply breathing in the other and allowing your souls to be reacquainted.

When you first met Azriel he had wandered into your shop on a whim, wanting to get Feyre some flowers to congratulate her on the pregnancy and he remembered Elain had mentioned this shop being one of her favourites. He had expected to be in and out, not in the mood for a long conversation, or any conversation for that matter. But as soon as he saw your pretty face, your flowy, dress that stopped just above your dirt covered knees, all his plans were thrown out the window.

“Can I help you?” you had asked, sweet-lipped, your voice sounding the way cherries tasted, sweet but with a deeper richness. A smooth tone that he could listen to for hours.

He ended up buying as many flowers as he could without seeming insane, not wanting you to ever stop speaking, wanting you to explain the meaning behind every flower in your store if it meant he got to stay with you.

You had noticed him as well of course. Who wouldn’t, he was beautiful and carried himself with so much grace and poise that you were sure he was a fallen angel. You had lengthened your descriptions of the flowers, face heating when you realised you were rambling and fighting a grin when he asked you to continue.

You had invited him to sit with you as you were brewing tea and he had accepted, sipping tentatively at the tea you told him you grew yourself, the greenhouse in your garden perfect for the needed flowers. The two of you had spoken for hours before he left, ignoring the confused looks from his friends when he came home with six separate bouquets of flowers. Instead deciding to picture your pretty face as he lay in bed that night, finally getting rest for the first time in weeks.

Now, you were wrapped up in his arms, still not speaking. He didn’t worry too much, he knew that sometimes you weren’t ready to speak, that some days you just needed some quiet to process your day and come back to yourself. When you had first explained the way you would drift from your own mind, feeling as if you were floating above your own body Azriel had almost cried, the realisation that maybe he wasn’t the only one in the world, that maybe there was someone for him after all.

He lifted you into his arms and carried you to the kitchen, carefully avoiding the plants littered around the house, before shifting you onto one hip like a baby, knowing you wouldn’t be letting go any time soon. He set about brewing your favourite tea, smiling as he picked up the pot that you had shared the fifth time he came to visit you.

The store had been closed but you had invited him, so he pushed in, cringing at himself when he realised how early he was but all his thoughts came to a halt when he heard that sweet voice of yours coming from your apartment above your shop.

“My lovers got humour, she's the giggle at a funeral, knows everybody's disapproval, I should've worshiped her sooner. If the Heavens ever did speak, she's the last true mouthpiece, every Sunday's getting more bleak a fresh poison each week- AH!” you screamed when you saw him standing in the doorway, pressing a hand to your heart as it slowed back to its regular beat. “Fuck you, oh my.”

He genuinely laughed then, not expecting to hear you swear. The girl who had green stained fingers and who fed stray cats, the girl who always decorated for every holiday and who apologised when she bumped into inanimate objects. Your face was hot to the touch and you wouldn’t look him in the eyes, so he had stopped laughing, moving to up your face, forcing you to look in his eyes.

“You have the prettiest voice I’ve ever heard.” He said sincerely but you scoffed,

“No I really don’t,” you laughed but he saw the insecurities then, “I know it’s whiny.” He frowned; your voice having been one of your most attractive traits in his eyes. He had started to see beneath your cracks then, but now with you wrapped around him he remembered how deep they went.

“Do you want to talk about it baby?” he asked carefully, not wanting to startle you, knowing how deep you could get in your head, tiny noises startling you when you were zoned out.

“Bad brain.” Was all you muttered, and he frowned but just kissed your forehead and continued making your tea. When he was done he carried both you and the tea through to your bedroom, setting the tea down before twisting you again and carrying you to the bathroom. He sat you on the side of the bath and wet a cloth, cleaning the makeup from your face, and moisturising your skin before picking you back up and taking you back to your room. You slowly changed into one of his shirts and some loose boxers before crawling under the duvet and reaching your hands out to Azriel who had changed into his pyjama bottoms.

He crawled in next to you, pulling you into his chest, his wings wrapping around the two of you and then his shadows settling over both of you, protecting you from the outside world.

“How was your week?” he asked, one hand coming up to play with your hair knowing how much it relaxed you and feeling his heart warm when he felt you smile against his neck.

“Bit shit,”

“How so?”

“Just rude customers, and this one guy wanted like two dozen flowers which I made up but then he couldn’t pay and trashed the bouquets I had made him. Plus all the noise made my anxiety play up,” you muttered, and he frowned, not liking how put out you sounded.

“Want me to kill him?” he asked, only half-joking.

“I think that’s a bit extreme,” you laughed into his shoulder.

“Lightly maim then?”

“Maybe just a scare, make him think his house is haunted or something,”

“That I can do.” He smiled, kissing you, happy to have you partially back to him.

“What about you, how was your week, I feel like I haven’t seen you at all.”

“I know, sorry. I’ve been doing some stuff for Rhys.”

“I’m presuming I’m not allowed to hear about it,” you said, well aware of how secretive his job was.

“It’s not a mission per say, I’m just babysitting.”

“Is it fun at least?” you asked, grinning at him cheekily and he scrunched up his face, thinking back over his week of baby sitting two horny Fae’s while he dreamt of being in your little apartment.

“Not the word I would use, they’re too horny for their own good.”

“The babies?!”

“No! NO! They’re not actually children!” he backtracked as you collapsed into a fit of giggles, Azriel joining you soon after. “You know I think they suspect something,” he said once you finally calmed down, “I think they’ve worked out I’m sneaking off.”

“Hmm, guess we have to kill them then.” You mused and Azriel grinned,

“Only reasonable course of action.”

“I mean we’d be fools not to,”

“Clearly.” He laughed, before tightening his grip, “seriously though, do you want to meet them?”

“I mean, yeah. I think it’d be nice,” he noticed your mood had shifted again and nudged you, imploring you to continue, “It’s just you’re all so accomplished and amazing, powerful people and I’m just… me.”

He tried to ignore the pain that stabbed into his heart at your self-deprecating words, having thought them about himself enough times to know how they felt. “Don’t say that, you’re an incredible person. And even if you weren’t the kindest, sweetest person I had ever met, you’re still the girl I love and honestly I think Cassian is one ex-girlfriend away from selling me to the highest bidder.”

You laughed and nuzzled in farther, “Kindest person you’ve ever met?”

“Well asides from the occasional death threats,”

“ah yes, ignoring that. Of course.” He laughed and kissed your forehead, eyes closing as he heard your voice get softer and your breath slower.

“I love you.” He whispered into your hair as you felt your eyelids droop, the weight of the week lifted off of your shoulders as you buried yourself in Azriel’s arms, peaceful in his embrace.

“I love you.”

[ericspinkhair]

guys my age don’t know how to love me good

pairing: dom!juyeon x noona!reader

synopsis: lee juyeon is the only guy who makes sex worth it

word count: 3.1k

warnings: noona kink, mentions of toxic and abusive sex, deep throating, no mentions of protection (wrap it before you tap it), inexperienced/unsure reader

a/n: this is for @rolezeure + anon

requests are open!!

masterlist + requests

'y/n, I swear to god if you won't come to this party with me I will actually never talk to you ever again. you know what this is?' your best friend siyeon dramatically held up a pair of scissors. 'scissors, to cut our friendship.'

'but what am I supposed to even do there?' you scoffed. parties were stupid 'I don't know how to talk to people.'

'you don't need to talk, dumbass. you get drunk, grind on some hot dude and get laid.' siyeon rolled her eyes as she was so done with you.

'as if that is supposed to convince me to go. sex is completely overraded, my dude. it just hurts and the guys don't even care. as long as they get off on you it's fine.' you had not have had any positive experiences with sex. it usually hurt, the guys were rough and didn't really care if you were crying. there wasn't any pleasure you associated with it.

'that's cause you've been with only toxic men. but please, come with me! it's way too awkward to go alone and I need a hype woman. Sangyeon will be there. I cannot miss the opportunity to get with mr. dilf. have you seen him? he is sooo hot, y/n. I might never have another opportunity like this. and I need a lot of alcohol in my system first before I can initiate something,' she whined. she gave you the best puppy eyes she could to make you give in.

you knew your friend had been eyeing sangyeon for weeks. siyeon had tripped the first time she saw him and had to wipe away the drool from her chin. she then memorized his schedule and you would always have to watch him from afar. however, she could not utter a single comprehensible sentence without alcohol if she was nervous but when she was drunk she was the most sociable and flirty person and always got with whom she wanted.

sangyeon was usually never to be found at parties but this particular one was for his friend's birthday so siyeon knew he would show up. who knows if she would ever see him again, after all, he had just graduated from college and would be leaving campus. this was her last opportunity. you sighed.

'fine,' you finally gave in. she squealed and hugged you so tightly that you had trouble breathing.

'omg, I love you so much, y/n! you're a lifesaver. I owe you big big time.'

'you certainly do.'

you tried to convince yourself that maybe a party was just what you needed. finals were finally over and you were on your well deserved break before you started your last year of college.

a week later, the two of you took a cab to the party location. you arrived at a huge mansion that must have cost a huge ton of money. it felt like thousands of people were there, getting drunk and going skinny dipping in the gigantic pool. you recognized some of the people. you didn't really know them but you often saw them walk around on campus.

when you entered the house some dudes whistled at you. ew. you definitely had to get a drink to be able to stand all these gross men lurking around here. at least you had your pepper spray with you. better safe than sorry.

siyeon and you found the bar and immediately downed a couple of shots. the alcohol burned in your throat as you drank one after the other. your friend needed the effects alcohol brings with it quickly.

'have you found him already?' you scream over the music at siyeon.

'no, he's nowhere to be seen… maybe he's not here at all' she was pouting.

I grabbed her by the arm. 'come on. let's go search for him somewhere else. hmm, maybe he's outside?' you dragged her through the mass of people. she was gonna get laid tonight, you were gonna make sure of it.

the backyard was just as crowded but at least you got some fresh air. a lot of people were grinding on each and making out in the pool and hot tub.

'oh my god, oh my god, oh my god. he's there!' siyeon whisper shouted at you.

'where?' you couldn't find him in the crowd.

'over there next to the huge ass plant. he's standing next to jacob.' ah, you saw him. him and jacob were engaged in a deep conversation and occasionally sipped on their drinks.

siyeon just grabbed a drink out of a passing person's hand, ignore the complains and drank it all in one go.

'I need more.' so you went to get more alcohol before you could convince her that now was the time.

'how do I look? is my makeup smudged? do I look enough like 'daddy, I've been a good girl. pls choke me?' she kept on trying to flatten her hair hastily.

'you look absolutely gorgeous, girl. go get him, tiger.' she did look stunning. the red lipstick matched with her bold red dress. it was short and showed a lot of cleavage. her beautiful curves were perfectly highlighted and if sangyeon didn't drool over her then you would seriously have to buy him new eyes.

you high-fived each other and then she went to go on her mission.

you watched how he scanned her up and down, taking in her beauty, when she approached him and then smiled brightly. she touched his muscular arms as he said something that made her laugh. he seemed to be enjoying her company jacob, who had understood what was going on, had joined his other friends kevin and eric on the dance floor inside.

'who are we spying on?' someone whispered in your ear, making you jump and almost spill your drink. rude.

'oh, seeing if my best friend's gonna get laid tonight like she'd hoped to. seems positive so far.' the guy who had come up to you nodded interested. you had no idea who he was but you didn't exactly mind his company. he was a handsome fellow, with a face sculpted by the gods. his dark blue hair made him stand out even more.

'so what are you gonna do if she leaves with him? are you just going to leave?' he asked.

you shrugged your shoulders. 'probably. she's the only reason I came to this god awful party.'

'oh, you don't like it?' he raised his eyebrows.

'no, it's too full, it's too loud and I'm bored. who even is this guy who threw this party. I actually have no idea who he is,' you complained about everything. he seemed to become more amused as you went on.

'then allow me to introduce myself. hey, my name is juyeon.' he held out his hand.

'what does that have to do with- oh my god this is YOUR party!' you realized in shock. your face was burning with embarrassment. but he didn't seem to mind at all and just laughed light heartedly.

'yeah, I'm sorry you don't like it. if you like I could take you somewhere quieter with less people.' oh dude, he was flirting. why? you did look hot as fuck in your short black dress but you had literally just insulted his party.

'I'm sorry I'm not really up for sex or whatever it is you're offering.' you scratched your neck awkwardly. you wouldn't mind if he visited you in your dreams sometimes tho to have a good time.

'that's too bad. I was hoping I could make you feel good.' he brushed a finger over your cheek.

'I doubt you could. no one ever has.' he snorted at that.

'how old even are you?' you asked him.

'19, you don't have to worry. I'm a legal adult. you?' 'almost 21.'

'ooh, that's fun! are you sure you don't want to spend some private time with me, noona?' that was fucking unfair. he was using this noona thing to get you to give in. he knew exactly what he was doing and you could feel yourself getting aroused.

'I just don't think sex is right for me. it just hurts and doesn't do anything to make me feel good,' you explained to him.

'seems like you've only been with douchebags. I have a 100% rate of making women come. you should try and see for yourself, noona.' his lustful gaze stared deep into your soul, making your legs wobbly.

it seemed so tempting. he was super hot and couldn't help but notice the outline of his abs on his shirt. the alcohol was also encouraging you to make some bad decisions and step out of your comfort zone. this man somehow made you super horny with his toned body and god like face, whether you liked it or not. you caught yourself seriously considering going with him.

'here's a proposal. I give you head and if you're not satisfied with my services we can just stop there.' he leaned down and whispered in my ear. 'I would love to hear you scream my name, noona.'

his offer actually didn't sound too bad. juyeon might just be more skilled than the rest of the men you had slept with, who knew. you didn't have anything better to do anyways so you might as well see if he can make you feel good.

'where do we go?' you finally asked after staying silent to keep a suspenseful silence. his eyes lit up and he grabbed your hand. he led you back inside, up the stairs and into the room on the far right.

you could see posters of football player, trophies and pictures. this was obviously his room.

you didn't have much time to look around as he locked the door and kissed you

you were surprised by just how not slimy it was. usually, the guys would always try to wet your whole face and you had to wipe your mouth every other second.

but he started off soft and placed his hands on your hips. you put your arms around his neck to get closer to him and deepen the kiss.

his hands started roaming your body and when he squeezed your ass, you let out a moan. juyeon took this opportunity to slip his tongue inside your open mouth.

the kissing made you dizzy and you desperately tugged at him to get him closer to you. he picked you up and held you up against the wall. you let your hands wander under his shirt and started tracing his abs while grinding your core against him. you could feel his dick harden with your movements.

juyeon carried you to the bed and slowly let you down so you laid on your back. while he quickly took off his shirt you tried to catch your breath after the intense make out. you didn't have long to admire his muscular upper body before he lifted the dress so you were only there in your underwear.

he startes placing open mouth kiss from your collar bones, to your boobs, to your stomach until he reached the hem of your panties. he made sure to keep eye contact as he put the fabric between his teeth and slowly pulled them down like this. you felt cold air hitting your core.

'so pretty, noona,' he admired your clearly dripping pussy. he dragged one finger over your lips to see just how wet you were.

'I haven't even touched you yet but you are already so wet for me. I told you I'd make you feel good. I'll show you just how much, noona.' and with that he dove right in between your lips to prove his point. the feeling of his tongue fucking you was unfamiliar. no guy had ever even cared to get you wet and pleasure you before actually having sex.

Juyeon was desperately devouring your juices as if he hadn't drunk for ages. additionally he started massaging your clit with his thumb, knowing exactly what a woman likes. he had to hold down your hips to keep you stable because you were trying to buck up into his face as it felt so good. every time his nose came into contact with your clit while licking you felt like you were losing control.

involuntary moans were spilling out of your mouth and you could feel juyeon smirking against your core.

suddenly, he slipped a finger inside you and started slowly pumping it in and out of you. it felt a bit uncomfortable at first but you got used to it quite quickly and when he noticed, he slipped a second finger inside. damn, those were some long ass fingers.

your pussy made squelching sounds which you couldn't care less about in the moment as he rapidly fucked you with his long digits. you were pulling at his hair as he took your bud between his teeth, alternating between softly biting and sucking on it.

you suddenly couldn't take it anymore and your orgasm washed over your body like a wave and juyeon slowly continued until you had fully come down from your high.

he sat up straight again. 'I promised I could make you feel good, didn't I? god, you look so hot when you come, noona.' fuck, where did he learn to do all this? maybe he was right after all.

you noticed that his nose was coated in your juices but he didn't seem to care at all. 'do you want to continue?'

'only if you can make me come again,' you challenged him.

he scoffed. 'that's not even a question, noona.'

he quickly unbuckled his belt and pulled down his pants. the shape of his bulge was clearly visible through his underwear. you reached inside and whipped out his already hard dick. you gulped.

'it's so big,' you whispered afraid. he was bigger than the other guys you had slept with and if they had already hurt you then his cock would probably hurt even worse.

he stroked your hair out of your face. 'don't worry. I've already prepared well so you should be able to take it without a problem. I'll make sure to go slow to not hurt you, okay?' you needed to trust him. it seemed like he actually knew what he was doing.

you gave his dick a couple of strokes to see how he reacted before you wrapped your lips around his leaking tip. seeing juyeon throw his head back gave you the encouragement you desperately needed to go forward.

you took him all the way until you started gagging. this was something you were good at. you started deep throating him and he moaned out your name.

'fuck, noona. you are so good with my cock.' he brushed your hair to the side so you it wouldn't be in the way when you sucked him off.

you noticed that he tried to control himself but couldn't refrain himself from bucking up his hips a few times, making you gag.

he then stopped you. 'I can't come yet. I need to show you how proper sex is done first.'

you laid down on your back and he positioned himself between your legs. he pressed your arms down next to your head and intertwined his fingers with yours.

'are you ready?' you gave him a nod.

'just squeeze my hand if it hurts.'

he slowly pushed his tip inside. you shut your eyes tightly and juyeon stopped to give you time.

'no, no. go all the way in first,' you whined.

his dick filled your walls up to the brim. you tried to calm down your heavy breathing. you squeezed his hands in pain and he held still. juyeon placed a kiss on your mouth.

'you're doing so well, noona.', he praised you. 'just tell me when you feel ready to go.'

it did hurt but not quite as much as the other times. and no one had ever waited for you to actually adjust before beginning to pound into you.

juyeon distracted you with kisses and as you started getting more comfortable you slowly started moving your hips against him. you gave him a slight nod to tell him he could continue.

he still started off with a moderate tempo and you needed more.

'faster!' you urged him and he picked up the pace. the way he snapped his hips made you see stars.

the pain was now completely gone and you were lost in your own pleasure.

when he started  thrusting into you from behind, he hit spots inside you you had never felt before. the new position allowed him to go even deeper and faster than before.

you moaned surprised as he spanked you.

'you like this, noona?' you could only groan out his name to show him how you felt.

the knot in your stomach became tighter and tighter.

'I think I'm coming!' you manage to get out.

'come for me, noona!' with that he went into overdrive and fucked into you like a machine.

your arms gave in as your walls clenched around his huge cock tightly and you came hard while screaming his name.

he rode out your orgasm and then pulled out. he stroke his dick fast and shot his big load on your butt and back.

he lay down next to you exhausted. his fingers wiped away the tears of pleasure you didn't know you had cried.

'did I make you feel good, noona?' 'more than just good,' you admitted satisfied.

'I guess guys my age just don't know how to treat me.' he hummed in agreement.

'that makes no sense. you are absolutely gorgeous. they missed out on the opportunity to see your beautiful face when you come.' this was weird. he was still nice to you even after he already came. what was this?

'thank you for making my birthday wish come true,' he said. 'huh, what do you mean?' you questioned him.

'actually, I've noticed you on campus before but I was always too shy to talk to you.' 'oh really?' you laughed sceptically.

'yeah, I wanted to ask you on a date first but it seems like we skipped a couple of steps.' he was blushing. gosh, he was kind of adorable.

'I mean we could still go on those dates if you'd like, birthday boy.' strangely enough you felt like you could trust him and kind of wanted to get to know juyeon as a person.

'awesome,' he smiled at you before he pecked your lips and went to clean you both up.

you had completely forgotten about siyeon. hopefully, her night had been just as satisfying as yours had been.

[urmomsmainbitch]

wonder woman

requested: yes / no

pairing: max mayfield x fem!reader

warnings: pining, angst, swearing, mentions of death, mentions of school, omg the writing is shit i’m so sorry

a/n: i love lucas so much (based off of i wish you liked girls by abbey glover)

i grew pretty attached to you, like a dog on a lead / thought you were everything i could have ever dreamed of, and more than i could ever need

The phone was cool against her ear, ringing for the third time as she twisted your fingers into the cord, tapping her foot impatiently. This was the second time that she had tried Max that evening; once before dinner, and now once after. She’s probably still eating, one part of her said. No, she’s probably off making out with Lucas, the other said. Nibbling on her lip, Y/N leaned into the doorframe, letting her entire body slump against the wall as she slid down, before landing on the cold hardwood floor. Max had only started taking this long to answer recently – once she and Lucas had become official, and more serious. Ever since high school started, you never saw Lucas without Max, and Max without Lucas.

“C’mon, Maxie,” Y/N murmured, tapping her finger and trying the girl again, looking at the watch on her wrist. She’d even waited half an hour after Max normally ate dinner, hoping to catch her so they could talk to each other. They hadn’t been doing that as often, the redhead never wanting to spend a waking moment away from her boyfriend. Y/N saw it, she supposed, Lucas wasn’t a bad looking guy, and he was nice. But he was nice. That was it. He wasn’t smart, or funny, or entertaining. He was just there. Just a phase, she kept telling herself, Lucas is just a phase. But what after Lucas? What happened when Max finally took notice of Matt Donahue in her math class, who’s always making googly eyes at her? Or, what if she just happened to meet Sam Davis’ eyes in English? What then? Lucas would be forgotten, sure, but he’d be replaced in nearly no time.

On her third attempt, she hung up the phone, slamming it into the receiver. That was the second time this week.

always thought you looked at me differently than any other you’d see / thought you were aching to see me at any, any possibility

“So, what should we do?” Max asked her, bright eyes looking between her and El, who was sitting on the other end of the bed, laying on her stomach as she flipped through a comic book. El didn’t used to come to their sleepovers. Come to think of it, Y/N couldn’t think of the most recent time that she had a sleepover with Max alone. They used to have them all of the time: giggling under the covers into the early hours of the morning, leaning on one another as they flipped through those comic books. Max’s loved copy of Wonder Woman, which used to rotate between her and Y/N’s houses, was now sitting on Lucas’ shelf. “We haven’t seen each other in forever. Especially not you, El!”

Y/N frowned. She saw El last week. She hadn’t spoken to her in two weeks. What happened to the whole, ‘I’m your best friend and you’re mine, Y/N/N!’ and the ‘I love you so much, and we’re best friends! I’d do anything for you, Y/N!’

“I’ve just been so busy, it’s crazy! I haven’t had any time with field hockey and band and everything like that.” Max laughed. Her face got all crinkled up, her freckles blending into one another as her blue eyes teared up with joy. It would have been gorgeous, had it not been a lie. Max used to frequently skip hockey practices to hang out, and since she hadn’t gotten team captain, her practices had decreased. Max used to see her whenever she could, but of course, now she’d spend her time with Lucas, or with El, or with anybody other than her. Max used to put her on a pedestal, but now, it looks like anybody who shows her any attention at all gets all of hers.

i could be your bitch and tell you a million reasons why being with me would be much better than with any other guy / i could tell you I’ll treat you right and never wrong / tell you in my arms is where you belong / but I know that you can’t change someone / so I’ll just leave you alone

The next Friday, Max was back in Y/N’s bed, flipping through a magazine while music played through the radio. Her beautiful red hair was falling into strands in front of her face, framing her gorgeous freckled pale skin, blue eyes piercing through the dimmed overhead lights. She looked like a goddess, her entire lanky body stretched out over the covers in a way that she could stare at for hours – watching the way that her face crinkled up when she read a funny entry, or seeing the way she nibbled on her bottom lip when she was interested.

“I don’t know what I should do for Lucas for our second anniversary.”

Y/N’s heart stopped. Of course she’d talk about Lucas. “Well, what does he like?”

“You know,” she smiled, folding her magazine and sitting up to look at the other girl. Y/N was walking out of the bathroom, tucking her hair behind her ear as she put Max’s next day outfit on the chair, folded neatly. “You know as much as I do about him. We both see him everyday.”

“Yeah, but you see him more than I do,” Y/N grimaced. “I don’t see him that much anymore, and I feel like I haven’t seen you in forever.”

“I feel like a shitty girlfriend.” Max avoided her statement. I haven’t seen you in forever – she’d even said it outright and then got ignored! You never talk to me anymore, and it’s always ‘Lucas this and Lucas that! I’m here, too!’

“You’re never a shitty girlfriend.”

“I turned him down to hang out tonight. The weekend of our anniversary, Y/N. You can’t even lie and tell me that’s a good look,” Max said, looking unbelieving. Her brows furrowed together. “I turn him down all of the time when I hang out with you and El. It makes me feel so terrible, especially because I see you so much.”

Y/N knew that she should shut up. She knew that she shouldn’t have said what she did, and she knew that there was absolutely no reason to do what she did. The words came out faster than she ever thought that they ever could, and she wanted nothing more than to crawl into a pit and die once the words left her lips. But,a part of her wanted to scream it from the rooftops, a part of her wanting to shout it again and again. It’d been bottled up for months and months, and it was twenty three months, three weeks, and five days after it had happened in the first place that she realized that it needed to be said sooner or later. “That’s a fucking lie, and we both know it. Don’t bullshit me, Max.”

“I’m not bullshitting you?” It was phrased like a question, and Max looked like she had just been accused of something much worse. “I see you all the time–”

“Yeah, see, that’s what the lie is,” Y/N chuckled, sitting down, putting the pile on her lap. The feeling of rejection that had been sitting in the pit of ehr stomach for nearly two years now was bubbling up and up, and the words were spilling out of her mouth before she could stop them. “He’s just a stupid boy! He’s not funny, he’s not smart, he’s not entertaining, and he’s not worth it! You’ve been blowing me off for months, Max, and I’m so sick and tired of pretending like I don’t notice everything!”

Y/N kept going.

“You ignore me again and again, and we both know that anybody would be so much better than Lucas of all people!”

“Like who?! Lucas is so much better–”

“Like me!” Max finally fell silent, the color draining from her face as she dropped her magazine on the bedspread. Her hands trembled, and her eyes glassed in only a few moments. The ugly monster that had been hiding under the bed, in the closet, and behind her in her own shadow had finally come out; shrouding the entire room in a thick and uncomfortable silence. Every word broke a deeper part of Y/N, and cracked a part of Max. She almost stopped, but at this rate, who knew when she would finally be left alone with her long enough to dare say them again? “Me, Max! You act so insightful, wise one, and then you fucking shit all over anything I say and do, and it hurts me every fucking day that I fall morw and more in love with you when all you do is ignore my fucking existence for some guy who doesn’t even know who Jane Austen is!” Her voice trembled with every word, and as the house fell quieter and quieter, the sheer stupidity of the whole idea grew and grew.

The room remained silent as Max gathered her things. She didn’t bother to take her new change of clothes, now on the floor. They would go in a shoebox in the closet, along with the pictures and notebooks and comics. She ignored the new friendship journal that was sitting on the vanity, untouched and unused by them. It never would be – it would be sold at a yardsale. Y/N met her eyes as Max picked up the Wonder Woman copy that was sitting on the bed, pleading her not to take it. Don’t take this, she begged, please don’t take this. Leave me this, please. Max picked it up, and put it in her bag.

That would be the Mayfield-Sinclair children’s first comic book – the one that would sit in their library until their perfect little house on the cul-de-sac sold.

and i know you don’t swing that way, but that won’t take my feelings away / oh i wish you liked girls; oh i wish you liked girls / girls like me

[shiningstarr15]

So I wanted to give my opinions on some highlights from the new episode of “The Owl House”

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I am in LOVE with the idea of bard magic. Since I’m such a musical geek the idea of magic that is conjured by playing instruments is so appealing to me. If I were a witch on the boiling isles, I would definitely practice bard magic 😍 also I just love the BATTS lol

Eda my poor girl! 😭 so scared of losing her found family, believing she’s “no substitute for the real thing” who says it isn’t real honey!? FOUND FAMILY IS REAL FAMILY FIGHT ME!!

RAINE WHISPERS 👏 Jesus Christ I’ve only just met them and already I would die for them. They are so sweet and adorable and I want the absolute world for them 🥺 also they are the head of the BARD COVEN how could I not love them!? (Also belos I swear to god if you do anything to them I will hunt you down and kill you myself!)

Speaking of, I love the fact that fanfic girl katya, from the first episode came back and is also a bard witch. Just. Everything is awesome about that 😍

RAEDA!! Omg did y’all see the intense blushing and flirting between these two!? They had a past and I wanna know more about it! Did they date before? If they did why did they break up?? I HAVE SO MANY QUESTIONS! (Also I ship them hardcore)

Eda is sitting here believing that she has no purpose in life if she loses Luz and King. She’s willing to sacrifice her own life to save them and the boiling isles. 🥺😭

And then, Raine sees the picture and it all comes together for them. “Do you have kids!?” YES SHE DOES. And Raine knows this now and is just like “uh uh you aren’t sacrificing yourself your kids need you” 😭😭😭🥺🥺🥺

Eda sobbing at the idea of losing Raine, losing Luz and King. These people, are the most important thing in her life. She can’t bear the idea of losing them. It hurts so much. And she’s so scared and vulnerable here. We don’t see eda vulnerable that often so that’s how you know, These people are her family. She loves them and doesn’t want to lose them.

And finally, the highlight of the episode for me..

KING CLAWTHORNE!!! OMG WHEN I TELL YOU I SCREAMED I FUCKING SCREAMED!! King has been going through an identity crisis since finding out the truth of his birth. The fandom has speculated for a long time what kind of relationship king and eda have. But now that we know king is literally an 8 YEAR OLD CHILD, it was pretty clear to us that eda was his mother. But, the fact that king HIMSELF went and made it OFFICIAL. He said “you’re adopting me. So now we’re bound for life and there’s nothing you can do about it.” And eda is SOBBING now bc this whole time she thought the thing king wanted to talk to her about was leaving the owl house. He surprised her, he surprised us, and he left me an absolute blubbering mess!!! 🥺🥺😭😭🥰🥰 (also I was always trying to figure out him and luz’s relationship and this confirms that they are in fact surrogate brother and sister and that just gives me even more serotonin!)

So yea needless to say this episode was AMAZING!! The Owl House continues to be one of the, if not the, best Disney channel show airing rn. They deserve all the praise and especially Dana herself for being an emasculate writer that knows EXACTLY how to write the most beautiful relationships, friendships, and found families.

[sunuism]

ok here comes the essay on each member! firstly people always say omg this person looks like this and that irl or this person is so ripped etc and like no. they look exactly like they do in photos which i honestly think is even more incredible like they’re truly some very beautiful men. like genuinely all of them are so good looking it’s insane how the hell did a company called fucking cracker entertainment ensemble such a visual power house 🤒🤕 also. no hyunjae isn’t big and ripped and sunwoo isn’t tiny. they’re all about the same size except for height like idk what people on twitter are on about. they look exactly what you think they’re gonna look like? like yeah sunwoo is like super skinny but i knew that??? i was in the third row from the front so i was only maybe 15 meters away from them and since i’m tall my view was pretty good. anyways here we go

first of all sunwoooooo 😩 he’s sooooo gorejuice like i’m not exaggerating he’s just as pretty irl as in photos. and especially his smile is sooooo pretty like guys… i’m gonna cry. anyways he’s also such a good dancer like i knew but seeing it live really makes it more obvious. he gave a lot of energy during the songs but during the talking times he was more quiet 😌 he was on my side of the stage so i really got to see him a lot i’m so happeeeeeeee. also i think he’s in his thot era or something like he was acting so crazy😝

chanhee was so cute like with his pink hair omg 🥺 especially during whiplash and break your rules he was jumping around and he looked like he was really having fun :) he didn’t come to my side of the stage a lot so i didn’t get him up close a lot but when i did 😩 he’s so pretty omg

the member who surprised me the most was changmin. like people really aren’t kidding when they say he has amazing stage presence. from the very beginning when they came in to do maverick where he starts out as the center i like felt it in my soul omg he was so good and also so cewt during the taking times

kevin was the most interactive with the audience, much more than anyone else. he was the closest to me when they were on the extended stage so it was really fun how he was interacting with people. he also learned a lot of phrases in german and even thought i didn’t understand everything it was a nice sentiment

the second closest to me was sangyeon. he is certainly a guy (complimentary)… sorry i didn’t really pay as much attention to everyone 😓 but he was wearing a lot of sleeveless shirts so i’d like to thank him for arm :)

younghooooooon! he’s like soooo hot like i thought he was good looking from pictures but irl 🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵 also he looked so tall compared to everyone else like sirrrrrr 😰 he also came a lot to my side so i really saw him up close omgggg 😫

juyeon is such a guy like. his just some dudeness is so overwhelming 😭 he looked really happy also and he was decked out in berlin merch at the encore stage which i thought was so fun. also he’s sexy but we KNOW that 🤭

haknyeon was also so cewt. he has a very round face so he looks really young actually. j can’t believe we’re the same age like he looks like a baby. i also took this really funny picture of him with some funny sunglasses 😎

jacob was actually the one who looked the most different up close. or not like different but… idk. he has really big eyes like i’ve never thought about it before. also i was really sad i could barely hear them sing bc people were screaming so much a round me bc he was doing a lot of adlips and harmonies :( 😢

i don’t really have much to say about hyunjae idk… i didn’t really notice him a lot. ofc he was his usual goofy self so that was fun 🤭 but apart from that i only remember thinking wow his nose is really like that 🤔

overall i only have positive impressions of everyone. they were all pretty good at going around the stage so i got so wave at everyone. also i know this is gonna make me sound delusional but i swear i had eye contact with sunwoo for a millisecond or something like i swearrrrrr. i was also wearing a mask as the only one in my area so i think i stood out a bit. also due to being tall ig… but ofc i didn’t have longer eye contact with anyone. 💀 anyways here’s some pictures

the last three they are standing at the very corner of the stage that was closest to me :)

omg i almost forgot the haknyeon picture omg here it is… snazzy

[jjksblackgf]

manuka honey

pairing — jeon jungkook x black female reader genre — smut word count — 1.6k summary — “He would then ask for a dance, and later he would take you to his room, so he could bend you over and make you moan his name” warning — explicit sexual content, masturbation (f & m receiving), light choking, nipple play, food play (be careful with it), cunnilingus, light overstimulation, multiple orgasms. There’s also social gathering, but I didn’t write this with miss rona in the picture, so you better social distance, and wear your masks, lovelies.

a/n — The series is over, omg 🤧 This was a challenge for me, since the focus is only one action of the whole sex experience, so I did tons of research on how to properly eat a pussy (helped yours truly on future pussy eating, too 👀) to be more creative, but there’s a bunch of good stuff I don’t know how to put into words, I’ll work on that. And the JK chapter is my absolute favorite, it was what gave me the idea of the whole series. But I said too much already, enjoy the last one <3

Today was a new day, and Jungkook was older and he felt wiser and more confident about himself.

He entered his kitchen to see the signs of his birthday party. Champagne glasses on a tray, a few dishes on the sink, his living room with had the golden balloons, the TV was still on, connected to the karaoke machine, and other remaining trash that you’d both clean together. 

But he didn’t care about the mess just yet. He had a great night. 

As Jungkook pour milk into a cereal bowl, he remembered the last time he was behind this kitchen counter. Even if slightly drunk, he had clear memories of the night before, a beautiful birthday party that you have been planning for a couple of months, just the perfect harmony between his sophisticated side and his playful side.

His apartment was full of his closest friends and his family members, taking turns in the different games you had planned, and the karaoke machine, all while dressed as to attend a gala event. There were even hired servers with various glasses of his favorite champagne.

Behind that same counter, he took it all in, smiling to himself as he saw his favorite people talking and having fun with each other, that’s all he wanted. It didn’t even have to be his birthday for him to be this happy. 

He looked to his left and saw your body covered by the gold fabric of your dress. If you twisted just a little to the right, he would see your back almost uncovered, your melanated skin contrasting the golden spaghetti straps that were holding your dress together. At that moment he just wanted to rip those straps so the silk would fall to your ankles and your nipples would be exposed for his pleasure.

That was all hot and everything, but the way you were hosting the event was so graceful, so full of life, and you made everyone feel so welcome that he wanted to give you the world. He never felt so happy to have you in his life. You were the one who wanted to celebrate him the most, and you knew just the way to do it, without having to leave any part in the shadows.

He watched you closely that night, and at one point you were dancing with his brother in the middle of the living room, as Jimin and Taehyung sang a cheesy song. When you both locked eyes, he smiled your favorite smile, the one when his nose is about to scrunch but it’s not there yet, and the corners of his mouth make his eyes look smaller.

He would then ask for a dance, and later he would take you to his room, so he could bend you over and make you moan his name. He didn’t care if anyone listened to his grunts or your screams of pleasure, there were enough lough music and conversation to muffle that up, and as he chews his cereal he wishes he would go back to last night just to make you scream louder, he wanted people to know how good he made you feel.

He leaned on the counter after finishing his cereal and took a deep breath. He then listened to you wake up in his room, opening the door and walking through the hall.

“Good morning, birthday man” you said and hugged his side. He looped his arm against your hips and kissed your forehead, feeling through his stolen button-up shirt that you weren’t wearing any panties. Interesting.

He waisted no time placing you on top of the counter, moving your legs to hug his hips. He closed the space between your lips, gripping your waist to move you closer. His tongue slowly made its way towards yours, liking the taste of your toothpaste when they finally met. 

Your hands went to hug his neck, one hand traveling through his hair to tug strongly. He moaned in your lips, holding you closer to his chest, wishing you could just be glued to his body. His hands went to grab your ass underneath his shirt as yours traveled through his naked chest, choosing to stay at his abs.

His lips separated from yours and you whined asking for more. He couldn’t say no to you, moving back to where he thought was his rightful place. 

You bit his lower lip with a more sensual moan, your hands traveling down to meet the hem of his boxers. You both laughed when you grabbed his ass, but his grip only got tighter on yours. 

His lips went to your neck, placing wet kisses in every inch he could reach, you hugged his neck again, this time slightly scratching his shoulders. 

“Keep it there, baby” you whispered in his ear when he kissed your sweet spot.

He continued his kisses and sucking of the spot, practically making out with your neck when one of his hands released the grip from your ass and went to the side of your neck. Your hands were now back on his hips, one hand holding his boxer down and the other reached for his hard dick, earning a growl from his lips and a bite to your neck.

You licked the palm of your hand before placing it at the tip of his cock. He hissed at the touch and leaned back so he could look at you. “You’ll be the death of me, I swear” he said as he looked at the marks he left on you, leaving his hand in choking position.

You could now easily feel the pool between your legs forming as he lightly tightens the grip on your neck. You licked your lips as you moved your hand to massage the rest of his length.

You two were now playing a pressure game. He would grip your neck as tight as you’d grip his dick, both enjoying the changes along the way. You then used your other hand to cup and massage his balls.

“Fuck!” you started to pick up the pace, wanting to see his morning cum dripping down your hands. 

“Baby, wait” he said and you stopped your movements. “You already did a lot for me in this week alone, let show you how much I appreciate you” Before you could protest, his lips were back on yours, and he started to unbutton the shirt, grazing his hand from your hips to cup your breasts.

You started to take the shirt on, but he stopped you, wanting you to leave them on. After massaging your tits, he moved some things around to lay you on the counter. He reached for your nipple with his mouth, cupping with perfectly. He switched between sucking and licking multiple times before reaching for a container of honey you liked to leave at his counter.

“What the hell are you doing?” You asked as he dripped the honey on your body

“Shh, just relax and enjoy the moment” he said with a big smile and moved the honey aside, not closing it as he planned to use it later.

He licked the honey he placed on your body that started on your belly and trailed to both your breasts. After he reached the last nipple, he stayed on it a bit longer, the suction making you tug his hair again. You arched your back and moaned his name at the moment he bit your nipple.

He then left your breasts and placed your feet at the counter, leaving your legs perfectly open. He dipped his thumb in the honey container and placed it back at your clit. He liked for you to have a lot of sensations, so he often switched between circling, moving it side to side, and up and down, if he had time he would write a few things on your clit, one letter at a time.

But he was really curious about the recipe he just created, wanting to taste the mixture of the honey with your arousal. So without warning, he leaned himself over you and licked your folds starting at your entrance. If wasn’t the taste he expected, he thought it would be sweeter than this, but the honey complimented you perfectly. Of course it would, it was you, for God’s sake! 

You tugged his hair again, deep breaths and his name were leaving your lips. His salivating mouth lubricated your clit even more as he licked you up and down, opening your legs wider by your thighs.

You reached for one of your sticky breasts and massaged it as he continued his mouth work. He was switching techniques again but chose the one you always responded to the best. He decided to speed it up and saw your toes curling by his side. Looking into your eyes, he saw your expression as you came on his chin, and your walls clenched, deciding not to stop his speed and increase the pressure of his tongue on your sensitive bud.

You screamed his name after the third release of your knot and he only stopped because you tugged his hair out of your core, breathing heavily.

“Were you ever going to stop?” You asked trying to catch your breath, sitting up straight again.

“No, I knew that at one point you would ask for mercy” he laughed as you slapped his bare shoulder.

“Did you have to use my expensive honey?” you asked looking at the container left by your side

“Your pussy already tastes like a gourmet meal at a restaurant rated 3 Michelin stars, might as well season with something expensive” he said as you snort out a laugh

“Boy, you did NOT just say you seasoned me!”

[cloudy-leonhart]

Marleyan Warriors with a Filipino S/O!!

[Author Note: this is literally a re-do of my headcanons bc tumblr’s being mean and deleting my drafts, anyways trying to rush another finished bc outta here 😭 also! Reminder that my requests are OPEN, don’t be afraid to send in any requests!!]

Summary: Marleyan Warriors with a Pinoy S/O!

Recommended Song: Titibo-Tibo by Moira Dela Torre

TW: Swearing.

Theme: Fluff, Modern AU.

Characters: Reiner, Bertholdt, Annie, Zeke, Pieck, Porco.

Annie Leonhart

Annie knew, she actually met you at an event for those with cultures, and saw you dancing with your friends to traditional filipino folk music.

She was kinda hesitant to go when you asked her to accompany you to the Philippines, she didn’t like traveling.

She was kinda shocked on how welcoming your family was, your mom and dad hugged her out of nowhere and she just let out a squeak.

Your little sister forced her to go to SM mall with her omg- She literally came home with bags of candy.

Yes, Annie has a soft spot for your family, she probably almost spent all her money on them.

Buchi rivals her love for donuts. She looked like she discovered a new universe after eating one of them thangs.

God, help her when she’s watching filipino movies, your family encouraged her to watch movies with them, and by the end of it she was a mess, pretty sure she cried into your shoulder after watching Seven Sundays.

BUT LIKE SHE ENDS UP BEING ABLE TO COMMUNICATE WITH YOUR PARENTS.

You see, Annie is a really fast learner, she was bound to learn to be able to speak some point in her stay.

You were shocked when she spoke back to you in tagalog, like ‘dropped my stuff out of shock’ kinda way. 

IT WAS A PAIN GETTING HER INTO A BARO’T SAYA. But bribing her with Buchis got her to keep it on for like 2 hours so like..good enough.

Her favourite filipino song is Porque.

Everybody acts like it’s a concert for every karaoke night because she’s there, like she’s just THAT good.

Reiner Braun

This man was so awkward. He went on a trip with Bertholdt to the Philippines, and met you.

He didn’t think you would understand him, so he just stared at you while you talked with your friends, until you were creeped out enough and asked him if he had a problem.

When you and him started dating, you convinced him to travel all around the country. 

Firstly, you guys visited your family, your dad absolutely loved him, your mom was a little bit hesitant in letting him in the family, he was blonde, big and buff. Filipinos are bound to worry. Until Reiner cooked with her, then she started to warm up to him.

Okay but why did your family’s chickens like him so much??

He likes the feeling of being around your family, him not having a dad left an impact on him and he felt complete being with you and your family, he swore to himself that he’d marry you.

He almost fainted when he found you battling with one of the kids with your pet spider, mf was deathly afraid of your spider, it was like the size of your hand pls-

I think he’d be fairly good at speaking tagalog, he’s got an accent but people can understand him. 

He eats like a tito omg- You lost him at a party once and when you found him, he’s already eaten half of the barbecue. 

Everyone thought he was really old, because of his beard so everyone called him tito Reiner. 

He’s somewhat good with the village kids, you could see Reiner playing soccer with the kids or goofing off.

He says he doesn’t like watching Manny Pacquiao but it’s his guilty pressure.

He doesn’t really listen or watch anything filipino, but he will listen to old filipino bands if you play them in his car.

Bertholdt Hoover

HAHA PLs- you got mad at him for eating your cake and started cursing in filipino. He was confused because he thought you were just blurting out nonsense.

One second you’re explaining what you were saying and the next second y’all are on the way to the Philippines.

He sweats like a waterfall, LITERALLY. Everyone would like move away because he sweated that much.

You had a private island..because y’all were RICH rich. he was kinda awestruck, you literally just said out of nowhere.

“oh yeah, we have a private island.” ‘YOU HAVE A FUCKING WHAT??”

Poor baby was kinda intimidated by your basket-ball player of a brother, he was taller than Bertholdt omg-

You’re always worrying him somehow, he’s be on the toilet and he’d just hear you scream and he comes running down with his boxers, just to see you watching a telenovela and you had to tell him that you were just gushing over the drama.

He has never felt so embarrassed.

Am I the only one who thinks he looks amazing in a Barong?? Like he’d rock that shit- 

He loves eating filipino food, he likes when you guys stay in the country and you go out to buy bread at the nearest bakery.

Like every filipino, he too, dips his bread in coffee.

He ended up learning guitar while he’s in the Philippines, the country’s filled with people who can sing amazingly, he’s bound to learn guitar.

His favourite filipino song to play is Tadhana, it’s also the only song that he knows to sing to, like he absolutely butchers pronunciation for words but this man covers it up with this song.

Zeke Jaeger

He bumped into you and you cursed at him in tagalog, he basically just fell for you at that point.

I just know your family secretly hates this man, he slapped your ass once around your mom and your dad, it’s always tense when he’s around now.

You don’t have the heart to tell him your parents saw because one afternoon, he was gushing and praising your family, you didn’t want to ruin his happiness, his dad’s barely around and his mom passed away. he’d obviously be attached.

Yes you had to talk to your parents about it, a lot of filipinos are very kinds and forgiving, so your parents were very understanding, and made sure he felt loved around the family.

He actually almost cried when your dad told him to marry you already.

He calls your parents nanay and tatay.

You got him to buy a pet spider please- You would catch him fighting a kid’s spider to the death in a match, he’d feel bad though so he buys them new ones after.

Hey this man looks so hot in a Barong, please. You guys had to book a hotel for a night for some alone time yk.

Lord help this man, he tried to do the tinikling dance and he tripped, in front of everyone.

Every night, he comes to bed all shirtless, you could just hear the air conditioner buzzing as he tells you how fun it was playing with the village kids, or talking about he and your titos had a drink while watching a boxing match.

He more so listens to various artists, he doesn’t have a favourite.

but he will replay Joseph Vincent’s filipino covers.

Pieck Finger

She was on a business trip in the Philippines, and you were coincidentally at the same bar they were celebrating at. You were by the karaoke section and she kinda just, fell in love with you. right there and then.

Honestly some people thought you guys were siblings, Pieck can be mistaken as a filipino easily so, you guys expect it from time to time.

She likes to ask from time to time to teach her guitar, your mom probably has a lot of pictures of you and Pieck.

She loves eating the food in the Philippines, she thinks the adobo is great and if you lose her in public she’s probably by a street vendor eating food.

You guys dance to old filipino songs, a replaying song for you guys is Mabagal by Daniel Padillia and Moira Dela Torre.

She learnt Moira’s Part while you had Daniel’s part. 

GUys she looks so beautiful in a Baro’t Saya. And she knows it, she flaunts it so well.

You guys probably have a vacation house in the Philippines after leaving with her to go back to her country.

She helps you with packing balikbayan boxes for your family, she makes handwritten letters, she’s both good at writing and saying anything in tagalog. 

Her favourite artist is definitely Moira Dela Torre, she just loves her airy voice.

Favourite Filipino Movie? Yes.

You cannot tell me she doesn’t have a shelf full of filipino movies you guys watch.

Her favourite street food is probably qwek-qwek. She likes the sauce she dips, and she probably bought almost twenty bucks worth of the fishballs.

Porco Galliard

UGh honestly he’s a little cringey when it comes to the culture, for some reason I can see him accidentally disrespecting it somehow, I can’t help it.

Your family owned a sari-sari store, and he could not help for the love of him, he ended up being the one stocking it up while you chatted with the customers. 

Like Pieck, he and you dance when you’re alone, he probably learnt from Pieck too.

He listens to modern filipino artists, like Ex Battalion, Skusta Clee.

He tries hard to really be respectful, he butchers the way he says nanay and tatay but your parents appreciate the effort.

I can see him being able to secretly make amazing filipino desserts, his ube cake is bomb.

He watches Basketball with your dad, and they both drink during the match.

I can also see him being the type to scream out curses when he hurts himself, a ‘PUNYETA’ comes out of his mouth.

he doesn’t enjoy the hot weather in the Philippines, and due to that, he wears sandos all the time at home, and when he goes out, every girl always looks at him because he’s ripped, yes you’re jealous, but as you should, he’s your mans-

He also knows how use a barbecue grill? You can find him helping your family members while they’re selling barbecue.

he hates going to SM?? He just really hates going, because you genuinely just go for the food court. They sell hella good food.

One time he got chased by the village dogs, so he doesn’t go out without you or a family member.

He secretly loves watching telenovelas with you.

[stylesluxx]

flustered – h.styles

[warnings: minor swearing, sexual talk but in a joking way (no smut), and maybe a little angst if you squint]

summary: in which harry gets flustered around y/n | famous!reader

word count: 2,251

masterlist

Being a popular singer and songwriter was something you always dreamed of. Since you were nine, you had a journal of songs that you planned to perform in front of a stadium of people. You already had your costume designs picked out in your head along with how you wanted your stage to look. Music was your life and even if you couldn't become a successful singer, you knew you still wanted to be in the music industry somehow.

But life turned out exactly how you wanted it to due to your hard work and dedication. You started by putting your music on SoundCloud, where you started to grow a fan base. You made music that so many people could relate to and you made people feel like they had a shoulder to cry on. Eventually, you were doing small concerts and interviews, just to get your name out there some more. And before you knew it, you were releasing your debut album and receiving award after award. From AMAs to Billboard, to iHeartRadio, you were on fire.

But you knew you were being heard worldwide when Harry Styles followed you back on Instagram. You had been following him ever since he was in One Direction, a group you held very dear to your heart. Once they went on hiatus, you kept up with Harry's music and watched him develop as an artist. And you'd never tell him this to his face, but you were a proud fan.

It was the day after the AMAs and you were laying on the couch in your living room, scrolling through your comments and thanking fans for giving the album a listen when you got the notification.

Your jaw dropped open as you shot up from the couch and let out a scream. Your left hand shot up to cover your mouth once you were done screaming.

"No fricking way!" You gasped and took a screenshot before sending it to the group chat with your two best friends.

y/n: gasp!

emily: no way

sarah: ugh now you can shoot your shot

y/n: ... no

You went back to Instagram once your phone buzzed once more, making your eyes widen.

harrystyles: Really enjoying the album! Much love. H

You had no idea what to do or what to even say. You were completely star-struck. Sure you've gotten compliments from other artists but you didn't admire them as much as you admired Harry.

You took a screenshot and switched back to the Messages app, sending the picture to your friends.

y/n: y'all...

sarah: yeah he definitely wants to eat your ass

y/n: sarah...

sarah: y/n...

emily: omg, marry him !!

y/n: what do I say????

sarah: uhhh thank you ???

emily: be chill but not too chill. grateful and kind but not desperate

You switched back to Instagram and stared at the message in front of you before sighing and typing.

y/n_y/l/n: thank you so much for the support! fine line and self-titled have been on repeat!!

"I can't believe that just happened," You mumbled to yourself and fell back on the couch, completely elated.

— It was seven months after the Instagram encounter and you and Harry haven't spoken since. You figured it was just an artist complimenting another artist's work and it meant very little to him. He probably already forgot it had happened but you thought about it constantly.

You were waiting for your order at a coffee shop in Los Angeles when you were bumped hard. The bump almost knocked you down but you were quickly caught by the culprit, his hand on the bottom of your back, pushing you back upright.

"I'm so sorry," He apologized and looked down at you.

"No worries," You shook your head and gave him a small smile.

"You're Y/N Y/L/N, I believe I dm'd you a few months back. H-how are you?" He asked, taking you by surprise.

You had already turned away but this man recognizing you made you face him once again. You looked at his face (which was hard to see since he was wearing a hat that sheltered his face).

"Oh, Harry!" You smiled cheerily. "It's wonderful you meet you in person. I'm well, and you?"

"I-I'm great," He nodded eagerly and you took the moment to take in his face.

His green eyes pierced into your Y/E/C eyes before quickly looking away, looking anywhere but at you. And his cheeks were bright pink as if he'd been caught doing something he wasn't supposed to be doing.

"That's good, the BRITs are coming up-"

"I-I actually have to go," He interrupts you.

"O-oh okay. Sorry for holding you up," You nodded and plaster on a fake smile as he nods and walks off.

You bit your lip and scrunched your eyebrows, internally screaming at yourself. That was so awkward and cringe and you just wanted to forget all about your coffee and run home. Your legs wanted to run to your car, hop in, speed all the way home, and just jump under the covers and forget you even existed. But the BRITs were coming up and you had to be on a plane later.

—

Walking down the red carpet was something you'd never get used to. That and paparazzi. You didn't like the bright lights and people yelling at you, telling you what to do. But you did love showing off your outfits.

You were wearing a strapless black gown that showed off the perfect amount of cleavage, and diamonds that decorated your ears and wrist. You were feeling confident and beautiful and your last encounter with Harry was pushed to the very back of your mind until you arrived at your seat.

Harry was already sitting in his spot at the table. He was wearing a light blue button-up that was covered by a purple wool cardigan but that too was topped off with his brown suit. He looked very handsome and now you were worried that maybe what you were wearing was quite basic.

But you didn't have time to turn around and run away, because he had spotted you and was pulling at his collar nervously. You gave him a soft smile and seated yourself, rubbing your sweaty palms in your dress.

"Hello, nice to you see you again," You greeted him.

Your heart was racing erratically and you were pleading to yourself not to fuck this up.

"The pleasure is all mine," He smiled and you felt the heat rise to your face. You figured it was the same heat that was adorning Harry's face also.

The conversation quickly ceased and you internally sighed, ready to tell your group chat what a failure you were. But you were back to being smiley and happy when a cameraman came over and asked for a picture of the two of you. Harry wrapped an arm around your waist and you leaned into his side with a big cheesy smile.

The show started and a producer came over to Harry mid-show, telling him he should get ready for his performance. He nodded, stood up, and pushed his seat in.

"Good luck," You bid him before he could walk away.

He beamed at you and nodded in appreciation before walking off to follow the producer backstage.

He came on stage in a completely different outfit. A white lacy button-up with matching trousers covered his body and was complemented with a pair of matching gloves.

You enjoyed the performance, especially the water on the stage, and you made sure you told him once he got back to the table. Now he was wearing a bright yellow suit and a purple shirt, completely hard to miss.

"Your performance was lovely," You told him once he sat down. "I liked the water bit."

"Thank you. You're up next, correct?" He asked and took a sip of his water that was untouched until now.

"Yeah, just a bit nervous," You admitted and gulped anxiously while standing up.

"Break a leg. Well, not actually. Do people even say that anymore-"

"It's okay, I get it," You giggled at his flustered demeanor. He was completely red and was playing with the rings on his fingers. "Thank you, Harry."

Your performance went swimmingly and soon you were back at your seat, anxious for the award you were nominated for.

Apparently, it was noticeable how nervous you were because Harry hesitantly reached over and rested a hand on yours.

"If they don't think you're the best International Solo Female Artist, then screw 'em. I think you're the best," He assured you, making your nerves cease.

"Thank you. You're truly a delight, which I'm sure you've been told."

Before he could respond, your name had been called, making you face the stage with wide eyes. He rubbed your hand before pulling back and clapping along with the rest of the crowd.

You told from your seat and walked over the stage, not quite sure how you got there because everything seemed like a daze. But it became real when the award was placed in your hand and you had to give your speech.

"I am... in awe, truly. I am so happy and grateful. This album was absolutely life-changing for me and I hope it was for those who gave it a listen. I really cannot believe I'm here right now. Thank you so much to everyone who's been supporting me. I would like to thank my family and my team for all their love and support. And before I go, I'd like to thank Harry Styles who actually has been a huge inspiration of mine and he's so sweet and was literally just soothing my nerves. This night has been so great and this award was the icing on the cake. Thank you so much and goodnight."

You watched Harry's face turn bright as he smiled up at you and turned red for the thousandth time since you've met him.

You walked backstage and let out a sigh of relief once you got away from all the cameras. It wasn't as nerve-racking as you thought it would be but maybe it was because Harry gave you a pep talk before your speech.

You were pulled for pictures before they finally let you go but the show was over by then.

—

You were far too exhausted to be at the after-party but you already sent in an RSVP. You were wearing black leather pants with a matching halter crop top and basic black heels.

You usually attended parties with Sarah and Emily but they were back in L.A. working their regular jobs so they couldn't come. You quickly became aware that you didn't know anyone here you were you disappointed you didn't drag your manager along.

You were seated at the bar sipping on a Shirley Temple and bobbing your head to the music when you were tapped on the shoulder. You turned around with a smile on your face, ready to befriend whoever, but your smile only grew more when you saw the man in front of you.

"Harry!" You cheered and pulled him into a hug. "You don't know how happy I am to see you. I don't know anyone here and it'd be rude for me to leave not even an hour in."

"I'm happy I found you. I only came because I knew you'd be here. Kinda just wanna listen to Stevie Wonder for the rest of the night," He spoke honestly and his eyes showed vulnerability.

For once he was red but you could tell he was putting himself out there. He wasn't dressed up in a fancy outfit; some loose jeans, a striped red and white t-shirt, and all-white vans.

"That sounds lovely!" You agreed. You turned around and took one last sip of your drink before facing him once again and hopping off the barstool. "Shall we?"

Harry's apartment is almost exactly how you expected it to be. It was organized and clean, everything about it seemed untouched and perfect but it still had a homey feeling to it. It still invited you in and asked you to stay awhile. It was so welcoming, you forgot about how you and Harry going home together was going to be plastered all over the blogs.

"This is really nice," You expressed as you looked at the little aloe plant on his coffee table.

"Oh thanks, my mum got it for me. Thought it'd teach me some responsibility and it hasn't died yet so," He spoke with humor and let out a soft chuckle at the end.

You grinned and watched as he walked over to his record player, an old brown wooden one from the 90s. He took am album from his shelf where it looked like he had been collecting all his life and took the record from the sleeve. He gently placed it down and set the needle on the record, smiling as “Never Dreamed You'd Leave In Summer” floated gracefully throughout the room.

"This is one of my favorite songs," You hummed as you listened.

Harry slowly walks over to you, hesitantly placing his hands on your waist and you wrapped yours around his neck. You both swayed back and forth in each other's arms as the song played uninterrupted throughout the living room. You rested your head on Harry's chest, mixing the song and his heartbeat together, growing even calmer at your serene surroundings.

"Better than any party."

[khaleesiofalicante]

three words: WHAT THE FUCK

also, Dont blame me by Taylor swift for Max and Rafael respectively

MAX AND MINA

Besides, this is not the sort of thing he could talk to Rafael about. Rafael was a goody-two-shoes. He followed the rules and respected the law.

I AM IN THE CAR AND I BURST OUT LAUGHING I THINK MY MOM THINKS IVE GONE CRAZY

Bestie Rafael doesn't follow the law

This sounds too good to be true...

But also

What if-

Look I love elyaas but Mina's right

He's a demon

A RED FLAG RIGHT THERE

That is totally something David would say NOW I MISS HIM

Oh

Oh right

Lancelot

I forgot about that

ALRIGHT BITCHES PACK YOUR BAGS WE'RE GOING TO EDOM

It's time for a family visit

Smh quite rude of Magnus and Alec to not introduce their kids to their grandfather

Asmodeus was bad. Very, very, bad.

Those people (ykw): bUt hE'S fAmILy

Huh

What happened to James?

OH BELIAL

Bestie don't die

He remembered his lessons. Bapak had trained him since Max had been a toddler. They had tempted him with so many things. Max had resisted them all.

Bapak had been so proud of him.

Because Max had resisted power and riches and beauty and strength and all of it.

But they hadn’t told him. They hadn’t told him the hardest temptation was love.

How was he supposed to resist this?

Listen

You wanna go to hell for love? DO IT! FOLLOW IN ALEC'S FOOTSTE

THE MAGIC KISS PARALLEL

David

David, I am sorry.

David, will you ever forgive me?

I’m not Lancelot. I’m just Max.

I’m sorry I couldn’t save you.

BESTIE DON'T MAKE ME CRY

HE HAD A EARRING PHASE

Will...

Oh god it smells like fish here who tf-

Prob my neighbor

I hate fish

Oh right back to being sad

Ok Magnus why are you sad

RAFAEL

You can’t be there for people only when it’s convenient for you.”

Uncle Jace, of course, had been taking pictures and sending them to people like it was no big deal.

JACE WHAT

Oh god he doesn't know yet...

Well Rafael you see...

“Rafe,” Max said in horror. “What’s wrong? Are you sick? Is dad sick?”

“No, hermanito,” Rafael smiled, pushing away the unshed tears. “We are both okay. I’m just worried.”

“Well, don’t be worried about something that hasn’t happened yet,” Max pointed out. “It’s stupid.”

OH MY GOD NO

“I'm the fucked up irresponsible son, okay? There is no room for two of us."

Ms to my brofher

AWW HE TURNS PURPLE WHEN HE'S SUNBURNT

A PURPLE TELETUBBY BYE-

“Why are you being so…angsty?!?”

Us at you

Anjali was a cuddler.

OH MY GOD SHE'S A CUDDLER

He's so in love it's adorable

Her lips had the power to make him break the law – and burn the world down if necessary.

I FUCKING SCREAMED

MY MOM CAME TO GIVE ME LUNCH I SWEAR SHE THINKS IVE LOST IT

It made him realize that sometimes – very rarely – bad things led to good things.

He wished it would be the same right now.

Same my boy same

He had no idea what was going on

muffled because food sdhs sicj

I actually said that with my mouth full

SHUT UP HE'S WEARING MAGNUS' CLOTHES FOR COMFORT

Alec

What preparation

Tell me now

DAMN IT ALEC YOU STILL GOING IDRIS???

MICHAEL SAID NOT TO

ALEC STOP TALKING LIKE YOU'RE ABOUT TO DIE YOU'RE NOT

AWW HE'S BUYING DONUTS JUST LIKE ALEC DID

Anjali

Lol what

Nope nope nope

Imma stay in denial

I'm gonna go get food

Idk what you're talking about

Anjali you're not dying idc idc

RAFAEL NO

FUCKING NO

NO NO NO

STOP DOING SHIT LIKE THIS

Lol Magnus you ain't going anywhere sit your ass down

ENBY CHARACTER OMG

“I will tie you up in the dungeon of the labyrinth if I have to,” Ragnor said – a little too seriously.

Do it

NO ONE IS GOING TO EDOM

Malcolm...

FUCK STOP MAKING ME SAD

While mundane parents talk to their children about sex or drugs, Magnus had to talk to his children about greater demons and necromancy.

True dat

Only my parents didn't talk to me about sex

I learned that shit

Although I'd say we're pretty good at talking about it now

Tessa hummed at that. “I don’t know about that. The last time my children were acting secretive, one of them was fighting a greater demon and the other was bringing her boyfriend back to life. And don’t even get me started on Kit!”

AHHH JAMES AND LUCIE

AWW ALEC'S TRYING TO COOK

“Listen here, bud,” Alec lifted a finger. “You can either stay here and help me or get out of the kitchen and take your negativity with you.”

Max smiled. “I’ll take option two, please. My negativity and I will see you at dinner.”

MAX JAHDIDUWOSJDH

Wait

Does Alec know he's sick?

He messed up the recipe thrice, burned his hand twice, and almost threw the pan out the window once before giving up.

HEY WHY YOU TRYNA THROW ME OUT

I have to do it while I can, Alec wanted to say. I’m catching up for all the ones I am going to miss.

I just wanted to eat in peace

Why don't you go back to messing up the recipe?

MAGNUS NOOO

Alec STOP

NO

ABSOLUTELY NOT

Max ate five more – because he had the appetite of a whale.

MAX AKDUSODHJDOS

Same

Oh...Max realized it's Anjali

Alec knew Magnus wasn’t happy about him going to Idris.

Literally no one is BUT DO YOU CARE?? NO NO NO GO AHEAD MAKE ME CRY

Shit

YES JACE

Alec I'm very sorry but you deserved rhat

Lmaoo Alec talking about telling Rafael but he's planning on being a mundane

The way he's talking shut up shut up

“Are you saying that a world run by Zara could be better than a world run by you?” Jace asked, looking pissed. “Your mundane condition must have affected your head - because that’s just stupid.

So true

Idris is probably in ruins

I just tossed all my clothes of the blanket because I needed it let's see how long it takes for my mom to sense it

Jace...

FUCKING HELL IM CRYING

If you want me to fight, I will fight Raziel.”

ME TOO

RAFAEL NO

NO

RAFAEL DON'T BE A SHIT

Alec talking about how Rafael is gonna be the consul after he's dead and take care of stuff and Rafael just-

NO

Magnus is having an amazing time I see. One of his sons wants to go to Edom to get his boyfriend back, the other wants to leave the shadow world and his husband is dying

DANI NO

BRO OMG YOU GENIUS

THAT SONG REC HOLY SHIT

I added it to the lbaf playlist 😎

[milkacchan]

Request for anon: Omg could you please make a part two of an S/O who's stupid good with kids but with Shinsou, tamaki, deku, and aizawa??

This is a lil long bc it was 4 characters! And I kinda changed Aizawa up a little bit so I hope you still like it.

Deku-

• Shit happens

• Shit happens all the time

• This specific incident involved a quirk manifestation and a child.

• You and two had just been walking

• Just chilling out after a rigorous training day

• Then there was screaming and panicking. Your head snapped in its direction, he hadn't fully processed it before you'd taken off

• Some kids quirk had manifested. It seemed pretty severe.

• It looked like some kind of energy quirk, like a force field or something.

• The kid was scared, she was panicking and thrashing from her place in the air

• He stood behind you, surveying the environment to find a solution

• And he almost missed you jumping in until her heard your voice.

"Okay baby, look at me, just look at me and breathe. You'll be okay, Just breathe."

• You were walking towards her, trying to get her to slow her breaths. The more she panicked the worse it would get.

• He stood where he was, he didn't want to overwhelm her, he decided he'd let you take care of it.

• He watched quietly as you breathed with her, again reassuring that'd she'd be just fine.

• And he watched as the field flickered away and the girl fell. His body lurched foward on instinct and he was beyond relieved when he saw that you had caught her.

• He let out a breath as the girl gripped your shirt and sobbed into your shoulder.

• A hand reached up to hold the back of her head

• "it's okay," you murmured and he smiled

• It seemed to come easy to you, nurturing people. It seemed to come easy calming this girl down.

• He turned his attention to reassuring the bystanders that the two of you were okay and that you'd be taking the girl home. They dispersed slowly after his urging for them to leave.

• You were standing now, the girl still in your arms, holding on for dear life.

• Poor thing was still shaking

• "Look," you hummed. "This is my friend, he's going to walk with us to get you home. That okay?"

• Your hand was rubbing her back now and your cheek was pressed against her temple

• Dekus heart fluttered

• God you were beautiful

• And strong

• And just everything he ever wanted

• The small girl nodded, keeping her face hidden, whispering a soft sorry

• "Don't be sorry princess, you didn't do anything wrong." You pressed a kiss to the top of her head and Deku sees the girls grip tighten.

• He has a hand on your lower back during the walk to the girls house, you'd somehow managed to find where it was even with all the crying the girl did

• He watched as you hand the girl over to her mother who profusely thanks you

• Information is traded as she says she wants to make it up to you even after your assurance that it was no trouble at all

• And he's holding your hand again when the two of you leave, going on and on about how well you did in the situation

• He's so proud

Shinsou:

• He realizes just how good with kids you are when he she's you interact with Eri

• I mean everytime the two of you are together its wholesome

• He takes note when Aizawa tries to apologize for her always being with you and you brush it off

• You enjoyed her company and found no problem in it

• Shinsou tucked that piece away for later

• The girl adored you, genuinely

• And you stopped at nothing to make sure she was okay

• She'd spend a lot of time in the 1-A dorms with you, just as he would.

• If she said she was hungry, you'd be up to make her food in no time

• If she cried, you'd have her on your lap, wiping the tears from her cheeks as you assured her it was okay

• and he'd watch, soft smile gracing his lips

• She'd spent the night with you on more than one occasion

• Nightmares were prominent with Eri

• Staying with you seemed to help that

• He'd sit beside you as you braided her hair

• He'd listen to her ramble to you and he'd watch you nod and hum in response

• He'll lay on one side of you and Eri will lay on the other side, curled into your side as she watches whatever disney movie she picked

• and his heart will swell when the two of you sing along to the songs

• When Eries feeling down, she comes to you for comfort

• You'll tell her how beautiful she is

• He'll watch you hold her to your chest and rub her back

• He watches you play with her hair, kiss her cheeks, telling her how amazing she is

• How you're lucky to have her with you

• He'll watch as she falls asleep in your arms, content

• And it always makes him realizes just how lucky he is to be with you

• How lucky he is to have /you/

• How lucky Eri is to have you

• I mean this man fr fr in love w you

• This one time, you and shinsou had fallen asleep watching a movie, it was about 3am when there was a small knock on the door

• You get up to answer it and Shinsou wakes up to you getting up

• Sure enough its Eri, she's sniffling and holding her stuffed animal

• And immediately your kneeling in front of her wiping her cheeks

• "Baby what's wrong?"

"I had a nightmare...I didn't want to wake mr. Aizawa up. I didn't want to make him mad..."

"Oh honey," you kiss her nose and pick her up, rubbing her back in response to her small whine. "You want some tea? Then you can stay with me for the night? We can tell Mr. Aizawa in the morning, he won't get mad."

She nods, laying her head on your shoulder. "Hi Shinsou," she waves weakly. "I'm sorry for waking you up too."

"Hi Eri," and he gets up too, walking over and running a hand through her hair. "It's okay, you're safe here. We won't let anything happen to you."

She nods again

He follows the two of you down the hallway and to the kitchen

Mina, Kaminari, and Sero are still up on the couch. He snickers as you glare at them.

"You guys should be asleep. Get out."

Mina groans and Sero grins knowingly, pulling the other two out.

• I mean shinous heart is melting rn

• you're like totally momming out

• You've got Eri in one arm, humming by her ear as you turned the stove on to get a kettle boiling

• You're swaying gently, readjusting her so she's in the center of your chest

• you run a hand through her hair and she smiles

• And Shinsou swears he could die right there

• Just looking at you interacting with the kid he considers a little sister is enough to kill him fr fr

• His poor heart can't take much more

• Eri lifts her little hands up to cup your cheeks. "You're not going to leave right?"

"Never ever," you smiled, touching your nose to hers.

Then she looked at Shinsou and this man about passed out. "Never." He puts a hand on her head. "We'll always be here,"

• The tea is made, the three of you drink it at the table, bent on getting Eris mind off her nightmare

• And then you carry her upstairs again and down the hall into your bedroom.

• the three of you settle down and you out on a movie (volume low of course) that she can fall asleep too and it's not long before she's out, pressed into your side.

• Shinsou smiles and kisses your temple. "I love you, you know,"

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

"I love you too. Now stop being a sap, its gross." You stick your tongue out and he let's out a low chuckle.

"You're good with her."

"I want her to be happy," you mumble. "She deserves that at least. And if the world doesnt have anyone else doing it, then I'll do it."

He kisses your temple again. "I know."

• Ever since Eri came to live in the dorms, you've gotten up earlier, mostly to make the girl breakfast

• The whole class realizes it, sometimes they'll try to steal some but you'll obliterate them for trying

• You've always got Eri in some proximity to you when you're cooking. Usually she'll watch

• Shinsou finds himself sneaking into the 1A dorms in the mornings (much to his classes distaste) but how could he not?

Aizawa-

• He realizes that you talk a lot of shit about how much you 'hate kids' but when it comes to them, you're always doing your best to make sure they're comfortable and happy

• Its another pro hero moment

• His class is attacked and you happen to be there and this man watches you go FERAL protecting these fucking teenagers and his heart swells and he'd filled with so much fucking pride

• The dumbass villain who fuckin tried is now on the ground in front of you completely beat to a pulp

• Poor guy had no chance

• As soon as you knew he was out your attention had turned to the kids behind you

• You checked for injuries, concussions, made sure they felt okay

• Mina looks like she's on the verge of tears, deadass hits you with 'can you be my mom?????'

• Kaminari and Sero are nodding in agreement. 'Pls'

• He tried to tease you about it

• "Shouta I'll knock your ass out too, shut your fucking mouth,"

• 'Reluctantly' becomes class mom

• Deadass

• You find yourself bringing snacks or making them something and Shouta brings it in 🤢

• Ur like oh god ew

• 'Shouta take this shit in for ur fuckin kids'

'You mean OUR kids'

• That was instance one

• Happens again but this time in the city during a robbery with smaller kids, much smaller

• And you don't waste a second, you're by their side

• Checking to make sure none if them are physically hurt

• So then you work on calming them down, telling them to breathe and just look at you

• Gently rubbing they're cheeks and keeping them close to you

• Shoutas 🥺

• Midnights 🥺

• Hizashis 🥺

• "M scared-"

"I know baby, but its gonna be okay. We won't let anything happen, okay?"

• And you carry these little fuckers out

• Ones on your back

• You've got one on each hip

• And another sitting on your shoulders

• Aizawa see's right through you

• "So...you say you don't like kids??"

"Hizashi I will LITERALLY hang you by your underwear, get away from me."

• God one time he see's you singing to this kid who's panicking and he deadass thinks he's gonna cry bc you're so precious

• And then Eri comes into the picture and you dont even pretend to hate kids anymore

• This child becomes your daughter

• And he's v happy about it because he wasn't one to really think about having kids

• But he's not gonna let Eri go, she's been through to much

• Not to mention practically adopting shinsou

• He's glad you're doing well with them

• They've seen your soft sides, much to your distaste, but they dont know that

• speaking of shinsou

• You do lowkey mom him

• Not to a super extent

• You're more like the cool aunt w mom tendencies

• But they're both happy to have some consistencies

• Shinsou knows that he's always welcome to come talk to you (and Aizawa but you know sometimes shit pops up that he's not particularly comfy w and you seem to be good at that)

• And he does

• Aizawa has accidently overheard his fair share of conversations between you two

• It always makes him happy that you all connect on that level

• I mean he wouldn't mind having a biological child

• But he's content with the family dynamic they have rn

• as much as you deny it you'd be a great mother

Tamaki:

• Tamaki isn't /bad/ w kids but he's not super great with them either

• Anxiety do be a bitch

• You always seem to ease up around kids

• He likes to watch

• Kids just seem to gravitate towards you, regardless of where you are, genuinely

• At the park? Oh boy he's ready to watch you interact with the kiddos

• Restaurant? Oh yeah, he's ready for some 5 year old to waddle up and talk.

• But in particularly rough situations, he's always super impressed. You seem to do WONDERS to calm kids down.

• The other pro heros could never.

• Endeavor? No.

• All might? Who she?

• No baby, it's all you.

• Anyway, one time, yall were out on a date.

• Y'all were f i s h i n g

• Aka you had been itching to go outside and decide to teach Amijiki to fish and he agreed bc why not

• So there you are, outside in the hot sun, in a crop top and shorts on a dock

• He's about 6 feet away, still talking distance, but far enough so your lines wouldn't get tangled

• He's not having a bad time at all, he's trying to ignore anyone else that might be there

• bc he wants to be w you and is tired of his anxiety getting in the way

• anyway, he almost misses the little girl that walks up.

• He looks over and she looks like she's gonna cry.

• She prolly has anxiety too tbh

• "Um...can-can you help me?"

• you look down and smile, "yes ma'am, what can I do for you?"

She held up her own small rod. "I uh...I lost my hook and I forgot how my dad tied everything on.."

"Want me to show you?"

"Yes please," her gaze flickered down.

"Okay first things first, do you have sun screen and water?"

She shook her head.

• So before you do anything, he watches you spray sunscreen on the little girl and give her a water bottle, which she only takes after you reassure that it's okay for her to have

• Then you call him over

"Amajiki, baby come here so I can show you how to do it too."

And he listens, reeling his line in and sitting next to you

"This is Amajiki, he's my friend okay? I'm teaching him how to fish too."

• The girl seems to relax at that and you get to work

• But he's not paying attention to what you're actually doing

• He's watching you

• You've got a bright smile on, your voice is soft as you show her the steps

• And once you get done tying the swivel on and putting a hook on, you hand her a worm

"Go on, bait it,"

• The girl does so with a small comfortable smile

• His heart melts

• You're just so damn good with them like you're literally a goddess already

• And this just makes it better

• You show her how to cast right and then she's all set

• She ends up sitting with you two for a little over an hour

• Then she waves goodbye and bounds off

• Amajiki kisses your nose gently. "You're so cool, bunny."

"You big sap, she told me you were her favorite hero. Did you zone out or something."

"Yeah," his face flushed. "I did."

[storiesforallfandoms]

role reversal ~ machine gun kelly

word count: 1903

request?: yes!

“Omg Omg pleeeeaassse write something with sub! Mgk”

description: in which colson and his girlfriend decide to switch the rules on who has more control in the bedroom

pairing: machine gun kelly x female!reader

warnings: swearing, smut

masterlist

“Are you sure about this?”

Laid out in front of you was the rope and blindfold that Colson commonly used on you when you both wanted to get a little freaky in the bedroom, accompanied by a role of duct tape that he had thrown in there.

Usually, Colson was very dominant of you in the bedroom. You didn’t mind though, you liked it when he got rough and dominant. It was just how things worked. But, he had told you he wanted to try something new, and that something new included him being the submissive one for once.

He looked ecstatic about the idea as he nodded. “Yeah! It’ll be so hot to have you dominating me instead of the other way around. And it’s something different. Come on, what do you say?”

You eyed the stuff on the bed again, trying to imagine yourself dominating Colson, and really, you couldn’t picture it. You weren’t one to be dominating in the first place; you weren’t as strong as Colson, so you didn’t think you’d be able to restrain him the way he did with you, and you just couldn’t see yourself tying him down, blindfolding him, and fucking him the way he did to you. You certainly couldn’t see yourself putting the duct tape over his mouth. You’d feel too bad in case he wanted to use the safe word.

“I don’t know,” you admitted. “I don’t think I’d be very good at trying to be the dominating one.”

“There’s no such thing as being good or bad in that retrospect,” he assured you. “If you try, I think it’ll be hot. If you find that it’s not your thing, we won’t do it anymore. I won’t complain either way, I just want to try.”

You looked up at Colson’s eager face. You had to admit, while you were having a hard time trying to picture yourself as the dominate one, you couldn’t help but feel a slight tingle between your legs at thinking about it.

“Okay,” you decided. “But the duct tape is a no go. I don’t want to be too rough with you and have you unable to use the safe word.”

A slight laugh came from Colson’s lips, causing you to glare up at him. He covered his mouth, but you could still see that he was smiling.

“I don’t think you’ll be that rough with me,” he admitted. “But that’s alright, we don’t need to use the duct tape.”

He brushed it off the bed and sat at the edge to face you. It was like he was waiting, but you weren’t sure how to start.

“Do...do I start now?” you asked, already starting to feel awkward about this whole thing.

“You can start when you feel ready for it,” he shrugged. “We can do a little foreplay, get you in the mood.”

You liked the thought of foreplay. You climbed on to Colson’s lap, slowly pushing him until he was laying back on the bed. He looked up at you, his eyes already full of lust and his arousal evident through his jeans. You lowered your head to gently press your lips against his, a slight tease for even the kissing. You moved your hips slightly against his growing bulge, causing him to groan.

Okay, you thought, I can definitely handle being dominant.

An idea popped into your head as you pulled away from the kiss. “I’m gonna go slip into something a little more comfortable, when I come back I want you naked and waiting.”

Colson eagerly nodded as you got up off of his lap. You could hear him already discarding his clothes as you walked into the ensuite, grabbing some lingerie and as you went.

You decided to change into the black, leather like one piece Colson had bought you once while he was on tour, a gift for both you and himself. He said he thought it would look crazy sexy on you, and some nights would even try to convince you to wear it before, and even during sex, as it had a button in the crotch that could be undone for easy access. He wanted you to be dominating, well you’d be dominating in his favourite pair of lingerie.

You made sure the one piece was on right, and that you looked hot as hell in it (which you did), before opening the bathroom door and standing in the doorway, leaning against it seductively in a way that you had often seen in movies. Colson was laid out on the bed completely naked, his dick already hard and standing at full attention. When he lifted his head to look at you, you could see it twitch with excitement.

“Fuck baby,” he groaned as you approached the bed, “you know how much that thing drives me crazy.”

“I know,” you said, trying to make your voice sound sexy and sultry. “That’s why I put it on.”

You crawled onto the bed, making your way up Colson’s body slowly, feeling the heat from him and allowing him to feel the heat from you. You could tell he was just dying to grab you and pin you down and fuck you till you couldn’t stand, but he was trying to restrain himself the best he could.

When you reached his head, you gave him a quick kiss before taking the blindfold in your hands. “Head up, please.”

He lifted his head, allowing you to slip your hands around it to secure the blindfold. When you were sure it was on tight and that he couldn’t see, you took the first restraint and lifted his hand to tie it to the bed, then repeated the process with his other hand. You had to sit back for a moment to admire how sexy he looked this way - tied up, blindfolded, basically helpless to whatever you decided to do to him. Now you understood why he liked to see you this way so much.

You started to kiss his neck, causing his breath to hitch a little as you sucked on his sweet spot until you were sure it would leave a hickey. You peppered his neck with kissed before moving down his body, kissing all over his tattooed chest and stomach, stopping just inches from where his dick was now laid against his stomach. He whimpered as you kissed around it, kissing all around his crotch area but purposely missing his dick every time.

“Fuck princess,” he sighed again, pulling against his restraints. “That’s no fair, please don’t tease me like this.”

“Don’t tease you?” you questioned, your hand slowly wrapping around his base. “Isn’t this what you do to me, baby? Don’t you tease your helpless princess until she’s begging to be fucked? You wanted me to dominate you, so now I want you to beg.”

You began to pump his shaft painfully slow, causing him to groan and writhe in pleasure, but also causing him to want more. He tried to thrust his hips in your hand, but that caused you to quickly let go of him.

“Ah ah,” you warned him. “Be good for me, my pet, or else I’ll leave you here unsatisfied.”

It was a warning you had heard countless times from Colson when the roles were reversed, and being able to say it back to him, and to hear his whine in protest, felt insanely sexy.

“Please put my cock in your mouth, princess,” he begged. “Even if it’s just the head, I want to feel your warm mouth around me.”

You smirked as you dipped your head down and wrapped your mouth around the tip of Colson’s dick. He moaned in pleasure as you slowly took him in your mouth completely, the head basically touching the back of your throat. You pulled your head up quickly, pursing your lips around the head of his dick to teasingly suck on it a little.

Colson was writhing underneath you, pulling on his restraints with such desperation you wondered if he’d be able to break them, or the headboard. He desperately wanted to take hold of your head, to push you all the way back down until you were gagging on him, to fuck your face the way he always did, but he knew he had asked for this, and he knew he was going to pay the price for asking.

You sucked on the head for a little longer before pulling it from your mouth, a satisfying pop sound ringing through the room. Colson whimpered at the loss of contact, which caused you to smirk as you unbuttoned the crotch of the one piece. You moved to place him at your entrance before slowly sitting down on his dick, the two of you moaning together as you took every inch of him.

This was the point where you almost wanted to untie him and let him do what he wanted to you. You were so used to being underneath Colson, letting him rail you as he pleased. You were rarely ever on top, by your own choice, but feeling Colson so deep inside of you and knowing you had full control over it was so hot, you didn’t want to get up anytime soon.

You started rocking your hips slowly, your legs already shaking with pleasure. Moans of extacy came from the two of you as you began to move your hips faster, eventually just straight up bouncing on his dick. You threw your head back in pleasure as you felt the familiar pressure building within you.

“Please, princess, take the blindfold off,” Colson begged. “I want to see your beautiful face when you cum.”

You paused long enough to untie the blindfold from Colson’s face, before continuing to fuck yourself on his dick, bringing you to your climax in mere seconds. You screamed his name in pleasure as you felt yourself coming undone, almost unable to keep riding him. Luckily, Colson was able to thrust himself up into you a few times before you felt him hitting his climax as well.

You collapsed on top of him, letting him ride out his high as you rested against his warm body. You were so lost in a fog of pleasure that you forgot he was tied to the bed, and only remembered when he pulled against his restraints.

“Shit, sorry babe,” you said as you sat up long enough to untie his arms. You pulled yourself off of him and fell onto the bed next to him, cuddling up to his side.

The two of you laid in silence for some time, still panting to try and regain your breath. When he was finally able to speak, Colson said, “See? It wasn’t that bad.”

You giggled. “It wasn’t. I enjoyed it a lot.”

“Do you think you’d like to dominate me again?”

You looked up at his face, seeing that he was hopeful that the answer would be yes. You kissed his cheek and smiled. “I’d like to, but maybe not next time.”

“Oh, I wasn’t going to let you be dominant next time anyways. I was going to have you be my submissive little princess again.”

You giggled again, but felt a slight tingle between your legs again. You were nowhere near ready for round two, but you were excited for how you’d be treated when it happened.

[jobean12-blog]

Top Shelf: Chapter 4- Read Between the Limes

Pairing: Bucky x reader (book shop AU)

Word Count: 2,267

Summary: You and Nat scope out the new bar on the lower East side. It’s a fun night with a surprise twist. 

Author’s Note: Hey loves! I’m excited about this chapter because my little surprise is here, it’s nothing crazy but it was fun! Thank you all so very much for coming on this journey with me. I know it’s nothing out of the ordinary but I hope it makes you smile! All your kindness and support really means the world to me! Thank you all for reading! Much love ❤❤❤

Warnings: fun girl’s night, flirting, sexual tension, alcohol consumption, sexy Bucky, fluffy sweetness :)

Read previous chapters here: 

Chapter 1: Enchantment

Chapter 2: Cookie Crumble

Chapter 3: Sweet Anticipation

You stare at your phone for the whole ten-minute cab ride. Your thumb hovering over the little arrow. ‘Hey Bucky, just wanted to wish a good night, I’m heading out with Nat, we are trying this new bar downtown😘😘 ,’ followed by the picture you sent to Nat. The grunt of the driver pulls you from your thoughts and you startle, “oh, sorry! Here you go,” you say handing him the cash and throwing your phone in your bag, “thank you!”

The second you ring the bell Nat’s voice comes through the intercom, “get up here, your drink is getting warm!” The familiar buzz of the door has you grinning as you walk up the steps to the second floor, Nat’s music easily heard in the hallway.

Busting through, you dance your way to her in the kitchen, her hand already holding out a drink. “Cheers!” You clink your glasses and take a sip, the cool liquid a burning contrast as it slides down your throat. “So, did you send it?!?!” she asks, her eyes twinkling as she looks you over. “I was staring at my phone the entire way here but never pressed send, I even had the whole message typed out!” She giggles, taking another sip, “well, maybe after another drink you’ll feel more like sharing.”

The two of you finish your drinks, enjoying the small buzz as you dance around the apartment. Around 9 you decide to head over to the bar. “Wait!” Nat squeals, “we have to take a picture!” With a smile you reach in your bag, searching for your phone. You pull it out, tapping the screen, “SHIT!” Nat runs over, “what, whatttt?!?” You scroll through your messages, your heart beating rapidly in your chest, ‘hey, doll, wow, you look gorgeous😍🙌 , I’m not gonna lie, I’m very jealous of Nat right now.’

Nat screeches in your ear, jumping up and down, “omg, you said you didn’t send it!” You look up at her with wide eyes, “I didn’t! My phone must have still been on when I threw it in my bag before. Omg!” She lightly smacks your arm, “omg, what!?! He obviously loves it! What else did he say?”

Looking back at your phone you scroll down, ‘have a great time beautiful, text me when you get home, so I know you’re safe ❤.’ If you weren’t leaning on Nat you might melt right to the floor, “he is SO SWEET!” “Well, what are you going to respond with?” Turning to her you shrug, “I have no idea, what should I say?”

She arches a brow, smiling wickedly, “gimme.” You hold back for a moment but finally give in, handing her your phone, “let me see it first, promise?” “Of course,” she answers, typing quickly. Nat hands you back your phone and you read her reply, ‘thanks ❤, thought you might like it and I’m sure you look gorgeous too😍, I’ll definitely text you later…’

“I don’t know Nat, what if he thinks I’m just drunk or something,” you argue, biting your lip. “So, I mean, you’re only slightly buzzed and let’s be real…you think he’s gorgeous right?” Your lips turn up into a smile and you feel your face heat, “yes, so gorgeous!” With one last deep breath you press send, screeching and throwing your phone back in your bag as if it’s on fire.

“Let’s go! I need another drink!” Nat grabs her bag and pushes you out the door, locking it behind her. You hail a cab and give the driver the address while Nat tells you more about the new bar. You feel your bag vibrate, your body tensing up as you squeeze Nat’s hand. “WELL! LOOK!” Slowly taking your phone out of your bag you light it up, Bucky’s name on the screen, “shit, shit, shit!”

Swiping up you stare at your phone, reading and re-reading his response. ‘You’re making it really hard for me to focus on anything else but you right now, I can’t wait to see you again ❤.’ “Y/n! I swear to god if you don’t speak, I’m gonna strangle you!” You look up and just hand her the phone, unable to talk. Her screams get louder as she reads, “omggggggggg, he seems so perfect. I can’t wait until you see him again too!”

The two of you erupt into a fit of squeals and giggles, earning an eye roll from the driver. Mouthing an “I’m sorry,” in the mirror you throw him some extra tip money and jump out of the car. The new bar, called ‘Attaboy,’ is already packed, a small line forming at the door. “I love these hidden gem places! I’m glad we came,” you say, smiling at Nat.

Your wait on the line isn’t long and as soon as you enter the bar you like the energy. It’s dimly lit with several swivel stools at the counter, the brick walls and dark wood giving it an old time feel. You and Nat find an open spot at the end of the bar and you sit, swiveling yourself toward her with laugh, “what are you gonna have, is there a signature drink we should try?”

Nat pulls up something on her phone, holding up her finger. Your phone vibrates in your bag and you pull it out, seeing Bucky’s name on the screen. With a wide smile you open his text, ‘tonight must be my lucky night because you look even more gorgeous in person 😇😍.’ For a moment confusion takes over, your brows furrowed and an audible “huh” passing your lips.

Looking up, Nat peeks over your phone, “what does he mean, in person?” At the same moment, your ears are caressed by an all too familiar voice, “what can I get you beautiful ladies tonight?” Swinging forward your eyes land on Bucky, his hair neatly tucked behind his ears and his button-down shirt fitting snuggly over his chest and arms.

“Hey,” you breath out, your eyes wandering over him, “what, what are you doing here?” Bucky stares at you for a beat then turns to Nat, “hey you must be Nat, nice to meet you, I’m Bucky.” She grins, shaking his hand, “so nice to finally meet you Bucky, I’ve been hearing a lot about you.” He laughs, throwing you a wink, “all good things I hope.”

Leaning over the counter he brings your face to his, kissing the corner of your mouth like he always does, “hey to you too.” You’re thankful for the counter hiding your legs as you squeeze them together to stop yourself from letting out a moan. “So, to answer your question, I work here. Sometimes. My friend owns the place and on nights when he’s short staffed he calls me in. Since it only opened a few months ago he is still working out schedules and all that.”

“What are the odds,” Nat drawls, eyeing you both with a smirk. “I didn’t know you could bartend?” you say, “any other secret skills I should know about.” His eyes dance with mischief as his mouth tips up into a smile. He opens it to speak but Nat beats him to it, “why don’t you make us a drink first and we’ll tell you what we think.”

“Deal, two of my specialties coming right up,” he says before walking down the bar. You watch, leaning over the counter to catch a glimpse of his ass, “holy hell he looks hot,” you blurt out. “And that kiss on the corner of the mouth, oof,” Nat says, nodding her head in agreement. “I know, I’m literally on fire right now.”

Bucky comes back with your drinks, setting them down, “enjoy ladies. If you’ll excuse me, I have a few more orders to take, but I’ll be back to check in.” Picking up your glasses you clink them together, taking a sip. The smooth liquid goes down easily, leaving the refreshing taste of lime and something spicy. “Wow, this is really good!” you tell Nat, taking another sip. “It really is! He definitely knows what he’s doing…” she trails off, giving you a look. “I KNOW!” you yell whisper, trying to contain your excitement, “I cannot believe we came to the one bar I had no idea he would be working at.” Laughing over your glass you spot Bucky heading in your direction. “So, what do you ladies think?”

“It’s delicious, Bucky,” you say, the alcohol giving you some courage as you crook your finger and motion for him to come close. Kissing his cheek and giggling at the feel of his scruff tickling your lips you whisper, “thank you.” His jaw clenches as his eyes roam over you, the tension thick, “you’re welcome, I’m glad you like it.”

Another patron calls for his attention and he excuses himself, walking backwards with his heated gaze fixed on you. You watch as he finally turns toward the person, once again squeezing your legs together and muttering “fuck” under your breath. “You’re telling me. Shit the tension is nuts between you two and what? This is the third time you’re hanging out?”

Wringing your hands together under the counter you look to Nat, “it’s bad Nat, I feel like I won’t be able to control myself the next time we’re alone. But what if he thinks it’s too fast! He’s such a nice and sweet guy, I don’t want to rush it.” Nat stops your hands, holding them tight, “listen, I know I’m no expert but it’s clear that he is seriously into you, just go with your gut, he doesn’t strike me as a love ‘em and leave ‘em type.”

Nodding, you take another sip, realizing you’ve finished your drink. “Shit, those really do go down easy.” “Can I get you ladies another?” Nat’s eyes widen slightly as you both turn to see a very handsome man standing behind the bar that isn’t Bucky. “Hi, I’m Sam, the owner.” He holds out his hand to Nat and she takes it with a giggle. “You must be Nat and y/n, Bucky mentioned he had guests.”

“Hi,” you say simultaneously. He laughs and you can tell Nat likes him already, her entire body now shifted his way as she asks, “we would love another, please, they were delicious.” Pulling your line from earlier she gives Sam a sultry smile, causing you to giggle. “Thanks, Sam,” you say as he motions for Bucky. “I see you’ve met Sam,” he says as he skillfully handles the bottles of liquor. You can’t take your eyes off Bucky as his forearms flex under the weight of the bottles, his tongue darting out to lick his lips every so often as he concentrates on mixing your drinks.

When he finishes up and places the drinks down you look to Nat who is clearly smitten, leaning over the bar and having an intimate conversation with Sam. “He better be a nice guy,” you joke, eyeing Bucky over the rim of your glass. He throws his head back with laughter, “he is, I promise.” “When do you get off tonight,” you ask him, your body thrumming with anticipation.

“He’s gonna be done in the next 10 minutes, y/n, then he’s all yours.” You and Bucky turn to Sam, his wide grin making you both smile in return. “I am?” he asks, surprised but happy. “Yea, I feel like hanging out behind the bar tonight and now that I’ve got the most beautiful company, I think I’ll be alright.” Nat giggles, giving you a look that says it’s all ok and she’s fine.

“Great! Then, I’ll see you in about ten minutes doll,” Bucky says before leaving to close his tabs. Sam pulls you into the conversation, telling you how the idea for the bar started and how he met Bucky. About ten minutes later Bucky emerges from the back, “wanna go for a walk, it’s a beautiful night.” Giving Nat’s leg a reassuring squeeze, you grab your bag, “I’d love to.”

You say goodnight to Sam and Nat as Bucky’s hand reaches out for yours. Slipping off the stool you leave the bar, the cool night air welcoming on your heated skin. With your hand in Bucky’s you walk around the corner. “It really is a beautiful night,” you say, swinging your arm. He stops, twirling you into his chest, “nothing is more beautiful than you are though.” You’re rendered speechless, his lips so close to your own. When he speaks you feel the warmth of his breath, “I’ve been dying to kiss you since the moment you walked in the bookshop. It’s all I think about.”

You’re not sure what happens in the next few seconds, but he has your body pressed against the cool stone of the building, his thumb brushing over your lips as he leans in closer. “Bucky,” you breathe against his mouth. His fingers smooth over your jaw, gently tipping it back as his lips connect with yours.

He tastes sweet, stealing your breath with every movement of his lips and your head feels dizzy.  Your fingers clutch his shirt to steady yourself. Every cell of your body is electrified as Bucky’s hand smooths over your cheek and down your neck, his tongue pressed to the seam of your lips and, at your grant of access, delves inside. You reach your arms up and wrap them around his neck, pulling him closer until there is no space left between you. Shivers run from your head to your toes before you pull away to breathe and the moment you do, all you want is more.  

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a playlist for you 2.0 | levihan

word count: 1.2k 

warnings: angst, a lil fluff, a lil nsfw 

a/n: i didn’t think it would be this short but i hope u enjoy! also i’m not proud of how this one went but i tried 

Safe and Sound  // Capital Cities 

Three years passed, and Levi could still not believe where he stood. Right in front of the person he loved most. 

He never imagined these before because he gave up on the idea of finding someone who would love him, and if he told his younger self where he was right now, the Levi from the past would call it bullshit.

Hanji dragged him to a party for New Year’s eve, and although he no longer went to crowded parties after they got together he still went because she really wanted to. 

There she stood, singing her heart out to the music blasting through five speakers in the room. A red cup in hand, he reckoned it held vodka. Levi was not a fan of Hanji drinking too much because she goes crazy after 15 shots, but he let this one pass because it is an occasion and Hanji had a huge smile on her face. 

“Levi, come here!” She screamed and dragged him closer to her body. He could feel warmth everywhere and he will never admit it but it made his dick twitch with the way she breathed in his face. “Dance with me, love.” 

The love Hanji gave him could not compare to any drug out there, he felt so high on seeing her alone. Experiencing the love she gave made him feel so safe. Three years together changed him, for the better. With Hanji, Levi was his best version. 

“I know that we’ll be safe and sound,” he whispered into her ear. Brushing his lips along her jaw and planting a small kiss. 

“We’re safe and sound,” Hanji replied to him, kissing the top of his forehead. 

Nowhere. Levi could not be any happier anywhere else but here. 

Are You With Me // Nilu

“That’s because you aren’t listening to me! I have been trying to get my point across,” Hanji huffs and pushes her clothes inside a small duffel bag. “Everything I say enters one ear and then out the other. Levi, are you with me?” 

“If would also listen to me, we would not be shouting right now.” Levi turned his face to give her a serious look. 

“I am not shouting!! You are, I was talking to you in  a calm manner just seconds ago but you kept denying and so here I am now being accused of starting the fight.” 

A sigh came out of his lips, “I never accused you of starting the fight. I simply said that we would not be shouting at each other right now if you listened to me!” 

“Are you in or are you out?” Hanji tried hiding her tears, a cough escapes her mouth to cover the pain she felt. 

“I have always been in, when did I ever show you that I never wanted this?”

“Then tell me the truth.”

The raven-haired man sat on the other end of the bed, staring at the floor and trying to process everything that was happening. Just weeks ago they were doing really good, he even felt happy. It was just a dream, after all, a beautiful one at that. After the party, things came crashing down. 

It was a single glitch in the system. A fucking stranger to him already, but it happened and now there was no way he could go back to change anything. 

“I told you, didn’t I?” He breathed, clenching his fists and closing his eyes. “It was nothing, why won’t you believe me?” 

Hanji closed the bag before replying, “sucking each other’s faces? That’s what you call nothing? I’m guessing every make-out session we had before going to bed was nothing to you, too. Forget about everything.” 

“Can you not go, please? Can you not leave me?” 

“I can’t afford another heartbreak, Levi. I just can’t anymore.” 

Thinkin bout you // Frank Ocean

Hanji held the phone by her chest, she sighed and stared up at the ceiling. Instagram was the best at reminding her of the things she lost. The screen on her phone lit, her wallpaper a picture of them during New Year’s. 

Levi stood in the middle of the room, a small smile on his lips as Hanji hugs him from the back. She remembers whispering promises to him, and she could recall the way he smirked at her. 

Nifa: Hanji, someone is down in the lobby waiting for you. 

Nifa: He says he isn’t leaving until you come down. 

Nifa: If you don’t want to see him I can call Mikasa to get his ass out of here. 

Hanji slid her phone under the pillow, turning away to rethink everything. 

She loved Levi to death, that man made her the happiest. So much so that she started feeling comfortable in the skin she wore. Levi was her person. 

The device hidden beneath the pillow began to chime again and she took it to check the new messages. 

Sasha: Bestie, I was about to visit and bring you food right? You will not believe who I saw. 

Sasha: It was your man! He looked like he didn’t sleep, I mean I know he really doesn’t but this time it looked worse. 

Sasha: Omg! I am not making you feel bad okay, I was just trying to describe him nicely because he paid for my order. 

Sasha: I’m coming up, open the door for me aight.

Sasha: ily 

Hanji opened Instagram, scrolling through her own feed and seeing all the posts she had of him. One she particularly loved was the candid shot of sleeping Levi, he looked so calm. She wished he had more of those. 

“I’ve been thinkin bout you,” she breathed. “What am I gonna do with you?” 

Mirrors // Justin Timberlake 

On the second week of their fight, Levi approached Hanji and asked if they could talk properly. And because she didn’t want to throw away their relationship without explanation, she agreed to meet him in their apartment. 

The original plan was to break up.

Hanji had her mind set, go back to their apartment just to talk then leave forever. But god was he so good. Levi was not only good at making her see reason, but he was also best at making her see stars. 

She stood from the bed, exhausted from their previous activity. Levi loved breaking her back. 

“Where do you think you’re going?” He asked her from behind, gripping her wrist tightly. “You aren’t leaving.” 

“You don’t decide that, Levi.” 

“I didn’t kiss her, I swear. She attacked me an-”

“You couldn’t fight back?” Hanji bit back, bitterness dripping from her tongue. 

“I did!! I pushed her away, it just so happened that you saw us the second she attacked me.” He pulled her in for a hug, “see how I am hugging you right now. I am begging you not to leave me. Cause I don’t wanna lose you now, I’m looking right at the other half of me.” 

“I fucking hate you,” the brunette’s voice broke. Tears streamed down her beautiful face and she made no effort to hide any of it.

“Go ahead, let it all out. Just don’t let go of me.” 

“I am sorry, Levi. I’m really sorry. I always assume th-”

“Sshhh, it’s okay. I got you.” Levi planted a kiss on her temple, “it’s you and me against the world, four eyes. Never let go of my hand.”

Of the billion songs out there, not one could express what these two felt for the other. Not a poem nor a story, but a touch from the other.