#plz don’t let it flop babes

[gmaledotcom]

Missing the mirrors I had in my apartment in Japan, why are mirrors so expensive to buy in the US??

[axl-rose-lover-1987]

Hi guys this is my first fanfic I wrote so sry if it’s shit I wrote it for fun so plz enjoy and if you read it thank you! :)

Axl Rose x Reader

Fluff

Title: Blind Date

Takes place: 1987

Y/bff/n= your best friends name

“No way Slash I am not going on some date with some random ass chick that your girlfriend is best friends with” Axl spat. It wasn’t like Axl rose to turn down a date with a girl but he didn’t like the idea of Slash and his new girlfriend trying to set him up on one he preferred to find chicks at parties or backstage or at bars. “Axl come on man she’s super sweet and funny (y/bff/n) thinks you two will really like each other” “Yeah well I really don’t give a shit man the idea of a blind date is stupid high school type bull shit ok man” Axl said glaring at Slash. Slash rolled his eyes at Axl he knew Axl could be dramatic but he didn’t expect him to protest this much. “Give her a chance ax she’s a real sweetheart and I want to make (y/bff/n) happy so just can you do this for me man” Axl stood there silently protesting. “Look man if you don’t like her I’ll take you to the whiskey a go-go tomorrow and all the drinks will be on me, but at least just come tonight.” Slash pleaded. Axl waited a few seconds and then sighed “ Fine Slash but you better be prepared because I’m buying all the most expensive drinks on the menu tomorrow” Axl said smirking and turning down the hall to get dressed for the date.

……….

“Come on y/n he’s exactly your type I promise you’ll like him” your bff said trying to convince into coming on a double date with her boyfriend and his band mate. “No, y/bff/n I don’t want to go I know he’ll just be another ass hole with a huge ego like every other guy here in LA” you said crossing your arms and flopping on the couch. It was a Saturday night and all you wanted to do was lay around and watch tv you had enough of boys and people for the week but your best friend was set on the idea that you needed to go on this stupid date with some guy her boyfriend was friends with. “No y/n he’s super fun and he’s a great singer and you’ll really like him I promise” your bff said attempting to get you off the couch. You knew of Axl you hadn’t met him but you had see his music video for Welcome to the Jungle pop up on the MTV and you had to admit he was a very attractive man and talented and sure a date with him would be fun but there’s just no way this new rocker guy would like you so what was the point in going. “There’s no way he’s going to like me why should I go?” You said questioning your best friend. “You don’t know that y/n just give him a chance ok, besides if you never try a date with him how do you know he won’t like you.” Your best friend said crossing her arms and looking down on you. Shit you thought she made a good point. “Fineeeee” you said getting off the couch reluctantly. “Yay!! Let’s go get ready come on y/n it’ll be so fun I promise” your best friend said

……… (time skip to arriving at the date)

You guys got to the Rainbow which was where the date was planned at around 8 and shortly after Slash showed up on time but there was no sign of Axl. “ Slash babe where the hell is he I thought you guys were coming together?”your best friend asked Slash. “He was taking to long to get ready he told me he’d catch a cab and be here just a few mins after me he’ll come though I promise” Slash said. Yeah right you thought great you got stood up and now you had to spend the whole night just watching your bff and her boyfriend make out how fun you thought. It was now 8:30 and your really thought there’s no way this man would show up but the door swung open around 8:33 and sure enough there he was. Shit you thought he was handsome actually I don’t know if you could call him that he was honestly beautiful his long strawberry blond hair fell perfectly on him he was wearing a white t shirt with a red blazer jacket over it and he’s green eyes somehow immediately pierced you.

Axls POV:

I was late like really late for a date I felt sorta bad but I’ve never been known for being on time so it was not really new to me. Where the fuck is Slash I thought scanning the crowd then I saw her she was wearing a tight black dress had the most beautiful loosely curled hair and her eyes somehow immediately met mine. She was also sitting by slash and his girlfriend so that better be the girl I’m supposed to be meeting.

…

Axl walked up to your table and sat right by you “Bout time you showed up ass hole” Slash said to Axl. “Just be happy I came ok man” Axl said smirking at slash. You giggled Axl was quick was his words that was something you learned very fast. “So what’s it like being a big shot rockstar” you choked out you were so nervous and didn’t know what to say. “It’s weird” Axl said looking down at the table “ I love it though I love making music and it’s always been a big part of who i am” Axl said looking up to smile at you. You blushed at his smile. You and Axl continued to talk and there was something abt him he wasn’t just some hot headed rockstar he was made out to be there was more to him he was sensitive and a great conversationalist.

Axls POV:

I’ve met a lot of chicks but never one like Y/n something was different about her she made me feel important I could tell she was really listening to me and she was so easy to talk and it also helped she was remarkably beautiful.

….

Slash and your bff stood up “um we’re gonna need to use the bathroom we’ll be back” you knew something was going on based on the bulge in slashes pants but you were to focused on Axl to really care. “Ok, Use protection buddy” Axl yelled as they were leaving the table. Slash flipped him off as they walked away and Axl laughed, then he stared at you, you looked right at him and blushed as he tucked a piece of hair behind your ear and whispered . “Wanna step outside?” Axl asked. “Sure” you said as Axl grabbed your hand and lead you outside. You stood there on the side walk out side and watched people go by for a few mins before Axl said something that caught you off guard. “ Shit i don’t know how to say this I really don’t” oh no you thought he hates me I should have seen this coming. “But I really like you like actually like you y/n and I want to try this but i can be messed up sometimes and I can lose my shit but something abt you is different y/n you make me feel loved and safe and I want to be with you” Axl said. You couldn’t believe your ears Axl rose liked you it didn’t seem real. “Axl I want to be with you too” you said… and with that Axl kissed you.

HAHAH THANK YOU FOR READING :) sry if it was trash I tried :,)

[theworldofotps]

Are These Cute? (Drabble Part One)

Pairing: Rhea Ripley x Reader Word Count: 763 Description: Rhea is given the chance to help y/n with a interesting problem.

Part Two

Huge thanks to @omg-im-such-a-masochist for helping me settle on an idea and @damnnhausen for answering questions I had xx

Also my first proper Rhea fic so I hope I did her justice ______ Tag list: @omg-im-such-a-masochist @damnnhausen @new-zealand-chic @writtingrose @sjwrites22 @sassymox @mrsacklesevansmgk @xladyxfatex @biforrollynch @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch @demonqueen29 @itsicantbelievethis666 @lilred91 @xbreezymeadowsx @rebellious-desires @thiccc-rider-mcintyre @letsgivethisonemoreshot @mcreignsera @ava-valerie @shortyiceheart @serpantscorpio8497 @thatpanpal @thatnerdwriter @wrestlersownmyheart @vebner37 @cuzimacomedian @auburnwrites @aews-four-pillars @seeingstarks @whenimakeitshine1234 @melblacc @alliwant456 @elevennbloom If you wanna be added to the list lemme know. ______

“What plans do you have today?” 

Looking up from her coffee Rhea smiles at Damian shrugging. 

“I’ll probably just hang out in my room or maybe text y/n see if she wants to hang out.”

Ignoring his smirk, Rhea shoved his shoulder as she finished her breakfast. 

“Don’t look at me like that.” 

“Like what? I just looked at you. I can't help it that you’re thinking that I meant something.”

“You’re full of shit.” 

“I just don’t see why you don’t tell y/n you have the hots for her. I think she’d be flattered and may even feel the same way.”

“We don’t know if she likes me that way so I’m not going to tell her anything. Don’t worry about it D, I’m happy with just being friends.” 

Rhea is thankfully saved from any further questions when his phone rings. Waving as he walks off to answer it, Rhea takes her drink and heads back to her hotel room. Sitting on the bed scrolling through her phone Rhea can’t help but think about what Damian said. Maybe she should tell you, but the fear of your reaction being one of disgust kept her from saying anything. 

“Speak of the devil and she shall appear.”

Rhea reaches over to grab her phone when your ringtone goes off, shaking her head at the swirl in her stomach she clicks the message.

Y/n/n⚰️🖤: Rheaaaaaa

Goth Wife💋🖤: Whaaaaat?

Y/n/n⚰️🖤:  I’m bored entertain me plz

Goth wife💋🖤: What are you doing?

Y/n/n⚰️🖤: Well I just got back from shopping

Y/n/n⚰️🖤: I got some new undergarments and I’m trying to decide if they’re cute or not

Rhea rereads the message and rubs a hand over her face. 

Goth Wife💋🖤: Why buy them if you weren’t sure about them being cute?

Y/n/n⚰️🖤: Just second-guessing myself is all :/

Goth Wife💋🖤: I’m sure they’re fine mate don’t stress so much about it

Goth Wife💋🖤: And if it’s really bugging you ask one of the girls to give their opinion or something

Y/n/n⚰️🖤 is typing…

Watching the bubbles Rhea gets up going to the fridge to grab a water bottle, she knew how much y/n liked feeling confident in what she wore. Picking her phone up as she sips her drink she chokes when she reads over the reply.

Y/n/n⚰️🖤: You’re one of my best friends can you just give me your opinion?

No no she couldn’t…Well they weren’t in the same room so she should be able to handle it. Biting her lip she thinks for a few moments more before typing and hitting send.

Goth Wife💋🖤: Sure why not

“Please don’t let me regret this decision.”

She mumbles flopping onto the bed and staring up at the ceiling she could do this, just give her honest opinion on the undergarments. Then find another subject to talk about.

Y/n/n⚰️🖤: Thank you babes!

*Images attached*

Looking at the first four images Rhea hums thoughtfully she personally wouldn’t pick the colors you had but they were pretty cute. 

Goth Wife💋🖤: I wouldn’t pick those colors personally but for  you, I think they would be great they’re cute colors and the designs on the red and green are sexy without being too over the top

Opening the last picture causes Rhea’s heartbeat to pick up as she looked over the photo. It was one of you in your hotel mirror a black lace pair of panties sat low on your hips. The small white bow in the front added a little pop of color. But what really got her was the fact you were wearing one of her merch shirts as a crop top. A dangerously high crop top, the shirt just barely managed to cover your chest. A smirk was gracing your lips as you looked at the mirror.

She could feel her face heating up as she took a few breaths to steady herself, the rush of arousal was one she quickly tried to push away. 

Y/n/n⚰️🖤: You still there? Is that not a cute one?

Goth Wife💋🖤:  Yeah I’m still here 

Goth Wife💋🖤: They’re very cute um and nice shirt by the way haha 

You were going to be the death of her and she damn well knew it, she shouldn’t have agreed to this. Should have known it would only lead to trouble. 

Y/n/n⚰️🖤: Thanks it’s just my lounge shirt

Goth Wife💋🖤: Cute but yeah your choices are great nice uh colors and such

Y/n/n⚰️🖤: Thanks! The next time I go shopping I’ll just have to either bring you along or model them for you in person 😌 

[honeybunny-sawamura]

Heyo! Congratulations on 400! I’d like to request a timestamp with Osamu + V Line 😳 + 11:07pm + NSFW 💗 thank you!

yaho darling! 💕 thank you so much ^w^ and excuse me for taking a while >o< this is some spicy Osamu 🌶 my god, v-line? yes plz. 🥵 hope you enjoy this timestamp with the yummy onigiri man 🍙

[11:07 PM] You pull the black Onigiri Miya shirt over your head as you get ready for bed. It’s not your usual go to shirt for you to sleep in, but you breathe in the smell of your soap mixed with your boyfriend’s cologne and it puts you at ease. It’s comfy and warm and long enough to hide your pretty panties that’s underneath. You let out a giggle as you flop onto your shared bed just as the door to the connecting bathroom opens. Osamu steps out in nothing but a towel around him while he dries off his dark hair with a smaller one. You drink him in, eyes slowly roaming from his damp hair, handsome face, broad shoulders, chiseled chest and abs to the dip of his v line. Your gaze lingers there, and you can feel heat start to pool in your core.

“If you take a picture, it’ll las’ longer,” you hear him say. Your eyes snap back up to meet his and find desire brewing in his orbs while a smirk grows on his face. You bite your lower lip at him, eyes unabashedly running over his form again, then you beckon him to where you are on the bed. You get an eyebrow raised at you before he stalks on over, throwing the small towel somewhere to the side of the bedroom. Osamu hovers above you as you sit on the side of the bed, a hand coming up to cup your face and stroke your cheek with his thumb. Your own hands reach out to ghost your fingertips over the line of muscles at his hip. The smirk on your lips widen when you feel your boyfriend shudder at your touch and see the start of a tent in his towel. He looks down at you with pupils wide and chest slightly heaving, his hand going down to wrap his fingers around your throat. Your lips part to call out his name as you feel his heavy hand rest on your neck possessively, like a collar. Osamu’s grip tightens just a tad and he hiss out a swear when you make a delighted noise.

“On your knees,” he commands and you’re off the bed and kneeling for him in a flash. He’s about to undo the towel that’s low on his hip but you stop him with your hands and a pleading look up at him; you want to do it. He nods and lets go, watching you untuck the towel from him and let it drop away. His cock, thick and already so hard, springs up and twitches in arousal. It makes your mouth water with the need to have in your mouth or buried deep in your cunt. But you ignore it, for now. Instead, you lean up to brush your lips against Osamu’s v line: giving it tiny kisses and puffs of warmth. You start from the side of his hip and slowly follow the path towards his groin. The sound of your boyfriend moaning has the heat in your core to start dripping and you rub your thighs together for some friction. Deciding to tease, you graze your teeth and nip close to his groin. You earn Osamu’s hands in your hair and a harsh tug as if he’s warning you to behave. You placate him by wrapping a hand around his cock and placing a wet open kiss right in the middle of his groin.

“Don’t be a brat, babe...” Osamu says above you. You look up and lick your lips at how dark his eyes are. You fight the urge to take his cock into you mouth but you still have the rest of his hip to attend to; you want to be sure that every inch of it gets your loving. So, you spit into your hand and languidly pump him as your lips continue their way over to the other side of his hip. Osamu grips your hair tighter to keep himself from thrusting into your hand and tilts his head back to moan louder as the kisses you place on his v line get bolder. You listen as he pants and calls your name, making heat slither down your spine. He’s getting impatient with your teasing and you can tell but you want to be fair to either side of his hips. When you finally get to end, you bite him playfully. That has your boyfriend growling and pulling you away from his hip by your hair. You mewl at the way his eyes burn onto your skin and you know that tonight is going to be a rough night. One of his hands goes back around your throat as he has you come up and fall onto the bed,

“Told ya not to be a brat. Can’t behave for even a minute... Let’s take care of that, yeah?”

HoneyBunny’s 400 Event: Closed ATM

[softyoongiionly]

Bunny Do

You and your husband live in a cottage together in the forest.

Welcome to a day in your life.

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Fluff, smut, slice of life au, domestic au, DO I EVER WRITE ANY OTHER KIND OF JUNGKOOK? No. I have a problem

Word Count: 5.4k

A/N: Well hey there. Look it’s Aqua, back with ANOTHER Jungkook domestic au. Seriously someone needs to stop me. This is just excessive at this point. Anyways, I freaking love you. Yes you. Hi, I love YOU. Ok bye.

this fic is dedicated to @bulletproofbirdy​ whom I love with my whole entire heart. The war has begun.

IMPORTANT: Please check out this link and do what you can! All lives can’t matter until black lives do. 

https://softyoongiionly.tumblr.com/post/621111679997050880/jakegyllenhaals-here-is-a-carrd-for-blm-here

Warnings: swearing, Jungkook abs, smut (18+ only plz)

Chaos is not something you’ve been apart of for quite some time.

You traded in your busy life of hustling and turned away the bustling city you were born in to retreat into what could only be described as paradise.

Sure, the bugs can be a bit overwhelming and mating season amongst your animal neighbors doesn’t provide the most serene of soundtracks but, it was home.

Home is now a small cottage nestled into the forest at the base of Mount Iridescence.  

The exterior is made of smooth grey stone and the roof, which your husband laid by hand, is made from the finest oak the two of you could find.  

Of course, the exterior is covered in greenery, it wouldn’t be a cottage paradise if it weren’t.

The front of the cottage is adorned with a massive flower garden full of white daisies, pink roses, yellow tulips and tons of baby’s breath.  

Your porch served multiple purposes; housing the ridiculous amount of plants you’ve nursed, providing shelter to the occasional racoon or squirrel and, allowing you and your husband to watch the sun kiss the crest of the mountains every evening.  

The interior of your cottage was intentionally simple. Other than your husband’s many homemade ceramic pieces, the main source of décor was of course, more greenery. White linen, chocolate colored clay and, delicate lace also accented the inside of your home.  

Behind the cottage was essentially a small zoo, complete with a dozen chickens, a handful of geese, a cow named Jezabel, a llama named Su and, two baby bunnies named Floof and Tokki.  

Beside the animals was a garden that provided many of the ingredients you use in your kitchen every day; broccoli, cauliflower, pumpkin, green peppers, jalapeños, garlic, thyme, parsley, tomatoes, strawberries, grapes and carrots. There was a lemon tree or two as well but, the garden was consistently expanded as you and your husband learned new ways to be better plant parents.  

The point is, you had made yourself a nice little life in the forest.

An odd trip into town occurred every week or so as well as visits to friends and family but overall, life had resigned to the small nook in the forest.  

You had never felt more at peace...

“JAGI,TOKKI IS MISSING!!!”

Your husband’s urgent call rips you out of your gratitude as you begin frantically looking towards the direction of his voice.

“What??? Are you sure?! We locked their little home last night didn’t we?”

You’re now questioning every life decision you’ve ever made and whilst you’d like to be absolutely certain you’d never do anything to endanger the lives of your two tiny fluffy children, the fear in your husbands voice is unsettling.

Finally he whips around the corner, his black hair flopping about as he does, eyes wide with panic.

“I can’t find him anywhere- I went to feed them and I can only see Floof!”

“You checked under the patch of bedding in the left corner? He’s always hiding under there...” You insure, your breathing slightly increasing.

He seems to deflate beneath your question and, suddenly a rush of pink comes across his cheeks, “I- well...ok I may have forgot to check underneath the bedding...”

He rushes out the last bit of his words before hastily running to the backyard. Despite your inability to keep up with your freakishly athletic husband, your anxiety is fueling your movements to the point that you aren’t far behind him.  

“Excuse me Su, Jezebel! Ge-Get out of my way please!”  

You hear him try and reason with the ladies currently blocking his path as he nearly trips over some stray chicken wire.  

“Slow down!” You call after him, slightly out of breath as you see Jungkook halt abruptly in front of the baby blue hutch housing the bunnies.

“Hi Floof, sorry to bother you again I’m just gonna-” Jungkook murmurs into the hutch as you finally catch up to him.

Eagerly, you peak over his shoulder, heart wildly thrashing in your chest as you see him lift up the fluffy padding on the bottom of their home.

Sure enough, Tokki is sleeping soundly beneath the padding, his small caramel colored body curled into a little ball, completely unaware of the panic over his disappearance.

“Oh god...babe I’m so sorry, I just freaked out I thought- I thought I let him out because, I was the last one out here last night.”  

You can hear the tightening in his voice and it sends a thousands pangs of sadness into your heart.

Kissing your teeth, you pull him into your chest, laughing gently as you pat his back.

“Hey, hey it’s ok sweetheart. He’s right here yeah? You’d never forget to lock them up.”

His hands quickly find the back of your cotton dress, clinging to you tigher than you’d expect before tucking his face into your neck.

With a kiss he mumbles, “ ‘m sorry I scared you, I was trying to finish all the chores since you worked so hard on the garden yesterday.”

“You’re so sweet.” You peck at his cheek, “And wonderful.” Another peck, “And amazing.” Peck. “And cute.” Your kisses move lower so they are focused on his neck, “And I love you.”

With the onslaught of kissing, Jungkook snickers and playfully wiggles away from you as the sensations overwhelm his sensitive skin.

Despite the bit of tears that stain his cheeks, his brilliant smile is out to play as his hands find your waist to pull you against him.

“Soft.” He teases, sniffling slightly but the love in his eyes is unavoidable, “I love you too...”

“You really want to talk about who is soft right now?” You quirk an eyebrow, “You’re still crying...”

At this he laughs, his body shaking as he pulls you in closer to him, the scent of his eucalyptus body wash enticing your senses.  

“Shhhh...” He giggles, pecking the shell of your ear playfully, “Our children are safe, let’s just pretend this never happened.”  

You giggle and shrink away from his kiss before your body seems to snap back like an elastic band, your arms wrapping around his waist.

“Fair enough. As long as you promise to check the ENTIRE hutch next time.”  

He nods, smirking against the side of your head, “Deal.”

As you pull away from him, you feel a pang of regret, wishing desperately that you were able to stay near him for the entire morning.

Or the entire day...

Or the entire year...

But who’s counting?

However, cottages do not tend themselves and while you have the strongest urge to pull your husband into your bedroom, you know that there are chores to finish.

Jungkook’s eyes are on you, like he’s reading the script inside your head and as much as you’d like to convince him (and yourself) that everything in there is PG, you both know it’s not.

Newlyweds are like that right?

All passion, no pause.

Sex, love, touching, laughing, getting drunk off of one another...

It’s a daily occurrence.  

The honeymoon phase isn’t supposed to last forever but, you’ve been back from your honeymoon for 4 years now and you swear you want him more than you did when you first met him.

He giggles then, like a school-boy, his eyes alight with mischief.

“Stop staring at me...” He tucks a finger underneath your chin, “Weirdo...”

His soft cherry lips tuck into yours then, slowly unwinding you with his kiss as his fingers delicately cup your face.

Of course you reciprocate, drinking up every bit of his affection that you can, your hands sliding beneath the white t-shirt that hangs loosely off of his body.

Jungkook shudders as he feels your fingers brush over his lower stomach, arousal beginning to bubble up in his gut.

However, you aren’t going to let his snarky comment go unpunished so as you peek an eye open you say, “The hutch is still open...”

With a pop, he pulls away from your kiss with wide eyes to check on the bunnies. Once he’s satisfied with their well-being, he gently shuts the hutch and turns back to you.

“Rude.” He remarks, trying to appear unamused, “I was literally trying to make out with you.”

A laugh leaves your lips, “You can make out with me later...” You lean in to peck the mole beneath his lip, “We have chores to finish.”

“wE hAvE cHorES to FInisH...” He mocks you playfully and snickers as he narrowly avoids your hand as you swat at him, “I’m kidding! I’m kidding you’re right...just c’mere one last time...”

Your eyes narrow in suspicion but because you are completely weak for him, you allow him to tug you against his chest once more.  

“I love you Mrs. Jeon...” He vows but this time, you can practically taste the sincerity in his tone as he kisses the side of your head, then your cheek, then your lips, “I’ll see you in a bit ok?”

With nothing but warmth in your chest, you offer him a cheesy smile and give him a proper hug.

“I love you too Mr. Jeon...”

As the two of you part ways he turns around to continue his tasks revealing to you the sculpt of his ass within his black jeans.

And of course, you smack it.

Because, who the hell wouldn’t?

“Don’t forget the chicken coop!”

You yell as he jumps a mile high.

“YAH!” He calls after you, chuckling to himself, his cheeks reddening involuntarily.

The rest of the morning passes easily.

You harvest the various herbs and produce from your garden, clean the bathroom, organize the refrigerator after your grocery delivery and catch up on some of your reading before deciding to make some lunch.

Jungkook had been out all morning as well: tending to the animals, fixing some of the fencing, weeding, repotting some flowers and, mowing the front lawn.

He’s probably feeling the same level of hunger that you are so, you head out to the backyard to ask him what he’s in the mood for.

It takes a minute for you to find him but, when you do...you really regret that you did.

His white t-shirt has been discarded over the fence; the only left adorning his body are the dark wash denim jeans, his black work boots and, sweat.

Before he even notices your presence, he pushes his sweaty mop of hair away from his face, squinting at the ray of sunshine currently in his eyes.  

He truly has no idea how attractive he is.  

But you certainly do.  

And you feel like you’re going to faint.

His wedding band catches the sunlight and it reminds you, once again, that this man is your husband.

Which is a fairytale within itself.

Jungkook rubs the back of his neck, wincing slightly before his hand slides down to rub over his stomach (abs), signifying in his own way that he’s hungry.

Which causes you to remember why you came to find him in the first place.

“H-hey babe!’” You call gently, your voice wavering.

Eyes widening a bit, he hones in on the sound of your voice, his face lighting up as he sees you.

“Yah! There she is! Are you all done?”

You smile, adjusting your clothes and wishing that your knees were kissing the soft grass of the garden.

Nodding, you step a little closer to him, trying to avoid full-on eye contact, “Yeah, I just finished up, do you want something to eat? I was gonna make lunch...”

“That depends...” He maneuvers his head to try and catch your attention, his body bending slightly in the process, “Are you on the menu?”

He has the audacity to throw a smirk and an over the top wink your way before immediately cackling as you roll your eyes.

“Shut up...” You shake your head, trying desperately to fight the urge to smile at him but when his face lights up with laughter, you have no other choice.

“Are you????” He insists loudly as he turns to sling his shirt over his shoulder, “I’m starving.”

The way he says the last part of his sentence is less funny as there is clearly some humor disappearing from his tone but, his charming smirk remains on his lips.

As he strolls over to you and, you almost have half a mind to retreat back into the house because, your ability to keep from ogling at him is slowly fading.

“I was going to make something with the broccoli I harvested this morning...” You insist, playfully turning away from him when he tries to lean down and kiss you.

"Kiss meee...” He pleads, pouting his pretty lips, the sweat still very present on his figure, “I’ve been working really hard.”

The way he whines at you is actually kind of hot and, coupled with his slick backed hair and his shirtless torso, it’s getting hard to bring yourself to remember why you originally came looking for your husband.

You oblige, kissing the salt from his lips, indulging in the musky scent emanating from his body.

Jungkook doesn’t like to be dirty but ever since moving to the cottage, he’s fallen in love with working outside and doesn’t focus so heavily on being spotless.  

“I came out here to ask you what you wanted to eat and, now you’re flustering me in the middle of our garden all over again.” You accuse, smiling against his lips, “You need to eat something, I didn’t see you take any fruit this morning.”

He rests his forearms atop your shoulders, grinning shamelessly, “If you weren’t so adamant on feeding me, I could be doing more than just flustering you.”

Jungkook really is an anomaly.

Hours earlier, he was crying into your neck over possibly letting out the bunnies and, now he’s using his charm and good looks to reduce you to a pile of lust.

Unfair.

“Did you not get enough last night? I’m pretty sure we were at it til after 1...”

Jungkook raises a brow, his grin never fading, “Did you? You’re the one pressing your thighs together right now.”  

“No, I’m not.” You lie but, to be fair, you didn’t even notice you were doing it until he pointed it out.

“Yes you are.”

“No, I’m just standing here.”

“Babe, we’ve been together for how long now? I know when you’re in the mood. I don’t know why you can never admit it.”

Because you’re stubborn.

You take one of his hands, leaving one of his forearms over your shoulder as you press a chaste kiss to his knuckles, “I don’t know why you think I’m in a mood. I’m simply asking you what you want for lunch and, its quickly turning into an interrogation.”

It’s impossible to hide the smile on your lips because, he’s completely right.

You are in a mood.

You've been in a mood for hours now.

Jungkook smiles softly, unconvinced, his thumb coming up to brush over your bottom lip, “Ok. Whatever you say. I need to shower really quick; do you need help with lunch?”

Are you disappointed that he didn’t keep at it? Yes.

Are you now left flustered and horny without a solution? Yes.

Do you still get a sense of satisfaction that your husband still tries to pursue even after so many years together? Also yes.

“Nope. I’m good. It should be ready in a half hour or so...” You lean up to press a kiss against his cheek, “Love you.”

A half smile comes over his mouth then, his eyes watching your lips, “Love you too.”

It’s later.  

You and Jungkook are sitting on your sofa, nestled under a blanket, eating homemade ice cream sundaes. The fire is crackling beneath the mounted television that is set to one of your favorite films whilst the world slowly goes to sleep outside your windows.

Life is sweet.

Literally.

“Yours looks so pretty jagi, how did you get the whipped cream to do that?”

Jungkook’s lips are pouted, his head tilting to get a better look at the perfect swirl of whipped cream atop your chocolate ice cream.

“I just swirled the can around in a circle.” You giggle, tucking your spoon into the fudgy scoop of ice cream in your bowl.

Jungkook is not satisfied with that answer at all and he looks sadly at the haphazard lines of whipped cream on his ice cream.

“Mine’s ugly...” His pout deepens, pushing his spoon around his bowl.

He’s freshly showered, his hair fluffy and damp, his skin moisturized and smelling like mint and sandalwood and now he’s pouting???

This man does not let you breath.

“It’s not ugly! It’s abstract.” You assure him, kissing the pout off his lips.

He doesn’t move even as you kiss him, his eyes eagerly looking towards the kitchen, “I wanna try again...”

The laugh that leaves your lips is unavoidable as you follow his gaze to the kitchen, “You want to try to top your sundae again?”

He deadpans, “Absolutely. I need to get this right. It doesn’t look like a sundae.”

“You’re just going to eat it babe, it’s fine. We can practice whipped cream swirls tomorrow.”

You’re still laughing a little bit and he’s chuckling too but the determination never leaves his eyes.

“No, nowwww.” He whines before pushing his bowl onto the coffee table and bounding over to the kitchen.

He plops back onto the couch, slightly out of breath with the can of whipped cream in his hands.

“Ok-” He grabs his bowl off the table and hands you the can, “Show me the motion again.”

You shake your head, smirking fondly at him whilst you set your bowl down where his was.

“Like this...”

You point the tip of the can downwards at his bowl and make a circular motion with your hand, glancing up towards him to insure he’s watching you.

“Ok- Ok I think I got it. Here...”  He gestures to the can, uncapping it before meticulously following the motions you demonstrated, and just like everything else Jungkook does, it comes out perfectly, “Yahhhhh letsgetiittttttt!!!!”

This has you in a fit of a laughter, your chest filling with joy at the sound of his excitement.

Jungkook shoves his sundae into your view, “Don’t laugh! See? It’s so much better now.”

You wipe the tear that’s forming at the corner of your eye, shaking your head at him, once more, “Yes baby, it’s so much better.”

He starts laughing again too because your joy is infectious and he is weak for your smile.

“Thank you. Your expertise is appreciated.”  

With that, he wraps an arm around you and pulls you into his side, placing a kiss on the top of your head, “You’re prettier than this sundae though don’t worry.”

You’re all too eager to cuddle in close with him, admiring the way he looks in his gray sweat suit and admiring the way he makes you feel even more.  

“I’m glad you find me more attractive than the sundae Jungkook.”

He just smirks, getting to work on his ice cream and as he pulls the spoon out of his mouth, he shrugs, “I find you more edible too but, you aren’t ready for that conversation.”

Although you know there is an err of immaturity to his jokes, they still affect you.

They make you feel like a giddy teenager, sick from the pure lust and attraction you feel for your crush.

The comment also sends a rush of heat to your cheeks but, you don’t say anything, you merely kiss his chest and cuddle closer to him.

He is satisfied regardless as he enjoys the fact that he can still make you blush, even if its with cheesy jokes.

The rest of dessert passes in comfortable silence.

Jungkook finishes before you and, offers to take the dishes to the sink whilst you straighten up the living room before bed.

As you’re folding the cream throw blanket that rests over the arm of your sofa, you feel two strong arms wrap around your waist.  

He wastes no time by slowly placing kisses down the side of your neck, his hands slowly up towards your breasts but stopping just beneath the swell of them.

“Is it that time jagiya? Can I make you feel good now?”  

His request is nearing a whisper, his lips brushing up towards your ear.

You lean back, resting your head on his shoulder whilst your hands settle over the tops of his.

After resisting him for the past 10 hours, you’ve grown tired of waiting.

“Yeah- it’s that time.” You whisper assuredly and at that, he spins you around, pressing his lips eagerly against yours.

His breath stalls a bit as your hands find his hips, squeezing gently whilst the two of you settle into the kiss.  

It’s getting too frantic for Jungkook’s liking as he has specific plans for you but, the way you’re kissing him and touching on him is getting to his headspace and he knows he has to stop you before you start kissing his neck.  

Because after that, he’s a goner.

“Come here...come sit on the couch for me.” He whispers into your mouth.

Jungkook has you on the couch seconds later, ridding you of your sleep shirt, leaving you in nothing but your panties.

Instinctually, your arms come around your stomach.

You’re not exactly insecure around your husband but, old habits die hard you know?

Jungkook immediately kisses his teeth, bumping your arms with his hand, “Ah ah...don’t hide from me please, I want to see all of you...” He assures you, as he has a million times but it never gets tiring.

To solidify his sentiment, he spreads your thighs gently and leans over and kisses all along your lower stomach, focusing on the areas he knows you don’t like.

He drags his nose across the band of your panties, looking up at you through his hair, “Did I ever tell you how beautiful I think you are?”

You giggle, brushing a hand through his hair to reveal more of his face to you, “I think you have yeah, once or twice...”

He raises an eyebrow, smirking at the sound of your giggle, “Once or twice? Aish that’s certainly not enough...”

“Maybe more than that...” You mumble, a shivering as he runs his nose along your panties again, one of his hands travelling up towards your breast, “All the time.”

He chuckles lowly, “That’s more like it.” He hums, pressing a kiss above your belly button as his fingers brush over your aching nipple, “It’s still not enough though...that’s why I married you. So I’d be able to tell you every single day.”

Your back arches against his hand whilst he slowly rubs over the sensitive skin, bringing it to a frigid peak.

“I love you.”  

It’s all you’re able to whisper at the moment because your arousal is starting to invade your ability to form sentences and he clearly has a plan to continue fucking with that.

“I love you jagiya...” Jungkook smirks, kissing over your stomach again before sinking onto his knees, “Can I tease you for a little bit? I wanna make sure your nice and ready for my tongue. That sundae didn’t fill me up enough...”

With a shaky breath you nod, parting your legs further but to be honest, you can’t imagine being anymore ready than you are right now.

“Close your eyes for me.”

You’re engulfed in darkness then, surrendering yourself to whatever he has planned for you.

“Thank you.” He kisses the top of your pussy, allowing his lips to linger there as he inhales, “Fuck- you smell really good. I know you’re probably ready now but, I really want to make you drip if I can.”

His comment causes you to inhale sharply, your nipples hardening almost uncomfortably as begins tickling his fingers up the length of your inner legs. His hands are so soft, so delicate as they touch you, stopping just outside the seam of your panties before travelling back up to your knees. Over and over again, he tickles your skin and eventually he starts tracing the edges of your panties with his fingers.  

“Touch your nipples for me. We’re almost there baby, just a little longer.”

He isn’t controlling you.

He isn’t in charge.

He just knows your body so well.

He knows how to make you feel good.

And fuck, if he doesn’t want to make you feel so so good.  

You follow his instructions, bringing your fingers to your nipples and rubbing back and forth over the tops of them, the sensations going straight between your legs as your husband continues his teasing.  

He slides his index fingers beneath your panties now, allowing the backs of them to brush against the lips of your pussy ever so gently, ignoring the throbbing knot of nerves that needs it the most.

When he’s done there, he focuses the tickling motion just on the outside of your panties, tickling his fingers up and down.

Over and over and over and over...

It’s getting a little overwhelming and, just when you’re about to say something he gasps in admiration.

“Oh look at that jagiya- you did it. You dripped all over your panties for me...”

He sounds genuinely proud of you and, you react to his praise instantly, your eyes opening to catch the smile on his lips.

The darkness in his eyes is obvious but there is mixture of adoration and deviance in there too.

He’s going to destroy you.

“Good girl...” He tickles his fingers over your panties once more before kissing the top of your kneecap, “Are you ready to get your pussy eaten now?”

Your fingers are still lingering on your nipples, your legs twitching at his touch.

You're completely enamored with him.

His praise is addicting and you never want it to end.

“Please.” You clear your throat, brushing a hand through his hair, “Yes please.”

He smirks, almost darkly as he kisses the side of your wrist, “My sweet girl...”

It’s the last thing he says before he’s slipping off your panties and getting to work.

He starts by kissing down the length of your lips a few times but, he knows that the time for teasing his over.

You feel his tongue between your lips then, searching for your swollen clit before getting to work on it.

As he licks you towards bliss, his hands are wandering all over you, squeezing at your hips, brushing over your breasts, rubbing at your stomach.

He wants you to know how much he loves pleasing you.

He groans at the taste of you, his dick hardening almost painfully, precum staining the seam of his sweat pants.  

“I- Jungkook I’m gonna cum.” You whisper, hands tangling in his hair as he focuses all of his attention on your clit, licking at it faster and faster.

“Mhm- I know, you’re twitching all over the place for me. Let me taste it beautiful...”

The pleasure launches itself into your senses then, taking up every square inch inside of your body.

You feel your toes curling against the carpet, the back of the couch damp with your own seat as you press your hips towards Jungkook’s mouth.

When it’s over, he’s kissing you and his eagerness accidentally causes him to bite your lip harder than he intends to.

“Shit sorry- I'm so worked up right now. Eating you out makes me crazy...” He whispers shakily and you actually feel for him.

His erection looks painful beneath the confines of his sweat pants and, you want nothing more than to suck the discomfort away.

“Me too- it's ok.” You assure him, brushing his hair away from his face, “Switch me. It’s your turn.”

You don’t have to tell him twice.

He’s on the couch, tugging off his sweatshirt, which was sticking to his skin, his hair a mess as he leans back against the couch.

His body is beautiful; tan, toned and covered in little marks that are specific to Jungkook:

Little moles, various old scars and tan lines from working in the sun so much.

He is beautiful, it’s painful.

Chest heaving with excitement, he ushers your mouth to his “Please ride it, I wanna hold you.”

Who are you to refuse him when he asks so politely?

After yanking his sweats off, you’re sitting aside him seconds later, kissing his mouth like your life depended on it.

“Wasn’t our sex life supposed to go stale at this point? What are we doing right?” He jokes, his hands roaming over your back whilst you line him up with your entrance.

“There’s something in the water up here I think.” You giggle and he follows suit, nudging your nose as he tugs you closer to him.

“Oooh good theory.” He smirks and as you sink down on him, he locks eyes with you, allowing you to see his most vulnerable self.

In the midst of pure bliss...

His eyes widen as you engulf him, mouth opening at the sensation before his forehead falls against yours.

“Fuck.”  

Bracing your hands behind his head, you start a pace you know will lull him into bliss, all while keeping your eyes on him.

The gaze is so intense between the two of you but with the only sound being labored breathing and your skin slapping together, Jungkook snickers.

“Why does it have to sound like that?” He whispers, burying his face into your neck when you laugh.

“It’s not a cute sound.” You agree, giggling despite sinking feeling in your stomach.

Jungkook’s dick is a work of art and it’s more fulfilling than anything you’ve ever experienced.  

It’s going to make you cum again regardless of the unsavory noises filling the living room.  

Speaking of cumming, Jungkook seems to be getting further away from humor as you start to bounce faster on him.

“O-oh shit. Okay- fuck keep going jagi. Please keep going- like that...” He moans now, which is something he only reserves to inform you that he’s really close, “Shit. It feels so good.”

To solidify his fate, you usher his face out of your neck to lock eyes with him again.

“Yeah? I want you to feel good. Are you gonna cum inside for me?”

“Yeah...” He nearly chokes when you tighten around him, holding onto your hips for dear life.

“Let me feel it beautiful. Cum for me.”  

Using his own words against him was a dirty move but, Jungkook makes no complaints and follows your instruction.

His stomach caves in with the force of his breath as he spills himself inside of you, digging his nails into your hips as he does.

You’re not far behind and with a hand between your legs and your husband whispering encouraging words into your ear, you soon meet the same fate.

The two of you stay wrapped up in one another for quite some time before deciding to clean each other up.  

Straightening up the living room was a fruitless endeavor as your clothes end up abandoned on the floor anyway.  

You simply can’t be bothered as you usher a very naked, very happy Jungkook to your bedroom.  

Beneath the cool cotton sheets, he pulls you against his chest, humming contently.

“I wish I could marry you again- that'd be pretty cool.”

In the darkness, you smile rubbing your face playfully against his skin.

“Mmm no. This time, I’m definitely marrying you.”

He scoffs, “Uh no. You married me last time. I wanna marry you this time.”

“Um? You literally proposed to me last time so no, you married me. This time I get to marry you.”

He snickers, “Oh so are you gonna propose to me this time?”

“Yeah- then I’m gonna marry the heck out of you.”

The lack of light prevents you from seeing how big his smile really is but, you do feel the kiss he places between your eyes, “Fine. I’ll allow it but, only because I love you.”

You unknowingly return his smile, hugging him tightly, “I love you too.”  

[dumdumsun]

Forever and Never

A/N: I promise this isn’t a Ricky x Reader. I promise I promise. Also holy fucking shit I am not a cheerleader at all and I know how horrible the cheer is in this, plz don’t bully me

Warnings: sexual assault and a horribly written cheer

Word Count: 3267

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Three: You Could Be

“So, you and Richard were a couple again after you returned to Brownsville?”

“No… no, we were not.”

“But you let him believe you were.”

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“Have a good day at school, sweetheart!”

I don’t think there was an ounce of me that actually liked Ricky.

“You, too, Aunt Pam!”

And I definitely didn’t mean to string him along like I did.

“Love you!”

It’s just…

“Love you too!”

Sometimes I had to prove to myself that I was worthy when it was clear that Stan had no feelings for me. When I stepped out the next morning and saw that he’d already left his home, I knew he was planning to catch up with Sydney and give her a ride to school. It shouldn’t have been such a big deal to me, but it still tugged at my heart just a bit. A part of me was angered at the thought of Stan trying anything with Sydney, while the rest was rational. He wasn’t mine, I wasn’t his. I had someone who clearly wanted me, but I always pushed him away. Why didn’t I like Ricky when I should have? We were everyone’s favorite couple, we hardly ever fought, he’d take me out to dates regularly. Sure, he had his faults, but so did I. So, why did I not like Richard Berry?

The day I felt my anger towards Stan embed itself into my veins was the same day the idea of Ricky and I being a couple once more was sparked. It started in science class. It seemed Ricky had been waiting for me to get there, for he was early to class for once. So early that he and I were the only ones in the room. I casually strolled to my desk, setting my backpack on the ground beside my seat. Ricky watched me with a patient smile, drumming rhythmically on his desk he was leaning on. When I sat in my seat, he then rested his elbows against his desk, a glint in his eye as he watched me. “Good morning, (Y/N).”

“Morning, Ricky. You’re in class early.”

“Ah, because I know you’re always here early. And I wanted to talk to you.”

“You always want to talk to me.” I hummed, taking out my materials for class. When my fingernail scratched against the fabric of my backpack, I hissed in dissatisfaction and gently bit my nail, trying to keep my mind at ease. This was another one of my compulsions. Ricky’s eyes flicked from my finger then back to my face, as if he’d just remembered what was wrong with me.

“Because I love talking with you, babe.” He grinned, taking a seat at his desk. I rolled my eyes and began to scold him, but he cut me off. “I know, I know. You don’t like it when I call you that. It’s just… I’m still getting used to it.”

“You’re still getting used to not calling me babe even after half a year since our break-up.” I deadpanned. Ricky moved his eyes all around, as if he was about to answer an obvious question.

“Yes? What did you expect, (Y/N)? For me to get over you so quick? Do you want me to say it? Do you honestly want me to say it?”

“Say what, Ricky?”

“I’m in love with you!”

“Still?” My eyes widened as I stared back at him in shock. He frantically nodded his head and I tried to formulate a sentence in my mind, but our classmates had begun filing in. As if I hadn’t just been confessed to, I turned forward in my seat, training my eyes on my notebook. I heard Dina greet me on the way to her seat, but I only gave a small smile. Ricky seemed to have understood my unresponsive behavior, for he turned forward as well.

Ten minutes. That’s how long Ricky waited to start talking to me again. Mr File was so invested in his lecture that he didn’t notice him turn in his seat towards me. “Are you planning on going to the pep rally?”

“Not really,” I sighed, scribbling notes into my book. “They’re not really my thing.”

“I’d really appreciate it if you were there.”

“I bet you would.”

He let out a sigh, almost of defeat, before his eyes moved towards the front of the class. “Dina will be there. I’m sure she’d like it if you were with her.”

Dina was going to the pep rally? Since when has she ever gone to pep rallies? My head lifted, a questioning look on my face. “Wait, what? Dina’s actually going?”

“Yeah, with Brad. And she’s… going to the game, too.”

Dropping my pen, I clenched my jaw. “You aren’t seriously asking-”

“I swear, you won’t regret it. It’ll be fun. And I need my number one cheerleader with me at my big game.”

Yeah, right. Ricky wouldn’t have noticed if I’d been in the stands, cheering him on like his lovesick puppy, or if I walked away the moment he turned around and showed back up at the end of the game. Or would he? Did he look for me in the stands? When they scored a touchdown, did he snap his head in my direction, eyes lighting up and hoping to see mine shine with pride? Like something out of the movies…

“Okay, fine.” I answered without even thinking. Shit. I could practically see the hearts in his eyes.

“You’re the best.” He grinned. Once we both turned our attention back to our teacher, everything settled in for me. Here I am, yet again, allowing myself into dangerous territory. Ricky was not good for me, he wasn’t good for me, he wasn’t good for me. But it was that stupid awestruck look on his face that pulled me in. It wasn’t his carefree attitude, his iconic fashion sense, or the way he danced barefoot in the middle of the street for anyone to see. Because that wasn’t him, and I liked all those things about Stan. But Stan didn’t look at me the way Ricky did, and I guess that was enough for me to seek attention from him.

I felt tapping on my shoulder and looked over to see Sydney, her arm stretched out towards me. She was holding a sloppily folded piece of paper. Smiling at her, I gently took the note and turned forward.

You look like you absolutely want to die

Grinning, I looked Stan’s way, only to find his eyes already trained downward, focused on his notes. Although, I also noticed that he kept glancing over at me from the corner of his eye. Rolling my head onto my shoulder, I scribbled my response, I do, before handing the note back to Sydney. I think the stars above loved me that day, because I had no more classes with Ricky for the remainder of the school day. It was much easier to slip through the crowd of students when he wasn’t on my back all the time.

When it came to lunch, I had two options: Dina and Sydney or Brad and Ricky. I only chose the latter when I couldn’t find Dina. Luckily, that day, she’d been sitting at a table with Sydney, the two immersed in a conversation. Dina was wildly gesturing with her hands as Sydney seemed to provide words every now and then with a small shrug. Striding over to their table, I set my tray of food down beside Sydney. “Mind if I crash your date?”

“We don’t mind.” Dina giggled as I took my seat. As I dug into my sandwich, I could feel eyes on me. My head lifted to meet Dina’s amused expression. “So, (Y/N), are you going to the game?”

Scoffing, I set my food down. “Yeah, but not because I want to…”

“Then why are you going?”

“For… Ricky, I guess.”

“For Ricky.” Her brows rose in shock, but it was obvious she knew what my answer would be. I was only half lying. Ricky was only a fraction of the reason I was going, Dina was the rest. Though, something was telling me that there was more to me attending this game than I thought. Maybe it was the mischievous look in Dina’s eyes, or maybe it was the jocks from Brad’s table glancing over at me and chuckling in amusement. As if the whole school knew of some big secret that involved me.

Dina offered to drive me to the game. It was honestly still very new, hanging out with her. She didn’t smoke and talk about the future as our doom, or sit in the dark and watch every Tim Burton film to ever touch humanity. We just… talked. Like, girl-talked. We sat in her room two hours before the game started, talking about clothes and shoes and Brad and Ricky. You know, girl shit.

“I think it’s cute that you’re going to the game for him.” She remarked as she touched up her face with some blush. Rolling my eyes, I flopped onto her bed.

“I wasn’t gonna go until he mentioned you…”

“Yeah, right. You can just admit that you still like him, (Y/N).”

“Oh, my god, Dina,” I exasperatedly sighed. “I do not like Ricky. I thought I made that clear last year.”

Dina turned to me before flopping onto her bed as well. “Oh, come on… He really likes you, (Y/N)... Like, you’re almost all he talks about.”

“Definitely not creepy-”

“Just give him another chance,” She pouted. “If it doesn’t work out, then I’ll make sure he never talks to you again, okay?”

“No one in this universe can keep Richard Berry from talking to me,” I lightly laughed, but stopped when her face fell into a deadpan. “Okay, fine… I’ll give him another shot…”

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So, that night, I learned that Dina was a fucking traitor. I don’t necessarily mean that, but I was still taken aback by what she was a part of. The two of us had gotten the chance to watch the game from the sidelines, next to the cheerleaders. It gave Dina the perfect view of her boyfriend, and Ricky the perfect view of me. I swore he nearly snapped his neck in two trying to look over at me any chance he got. Whenever we’d lock eyes, I would simply wave politely. Head in the game, Richard, I thought.

I knew Dina wasn’t crazy about football, so I found it odd how her leg bounced rapidly as she watched our team head straight for a touchdown. As the crowd erupted in screams and the cheerleaders stood from the bench, Dina grinned over at me as if I should care. That’s when I heard the cheer.

“Give me a Z!”

“Z!”

“Give me an I!”

“I!”

“Give me a P!”

“P!”

“What’s that spell?!”

Wait.

“ZIP!”

The cheerleaders skipped over to me, Dina helping me stand to my feet. I felt a pit form in my stomach when they stood before me in formation, ten of the football players standing behind them. My eyes widened as the girls in front of me began their dance and cheer.

“Ready! Okay! Homecoming’s approaching near, and there’s something you need to hear! Ricky here is all alone, he needs someone to call his own! There is just one girl in town, who fits the bill and wears the crown!”

That had to have been the worst cheer I’d ever heard. My eyes searched the field for any clues as to what the hell was happening, my head swimming as the football players each began holding up a card with a letter on it. Spelling out “homecoming”.

“Ricky is your Mister Right, we promise you he’ll make your night! Z! I! P!”

My heart dropped as I watched Ricky walk in front of the girls, wearing a nervous smile. “Will you go to homecoming with me?”

Fuck. No.

“Uh… Yeah.” I blinked, the entirety of the field and stands bursting in cheers. Dina clapped from behind me before pushing me closer to Ricky. He had a smile so big, I thought his face would split. Without a warning, he enveloped me in a hug, nearly lifting me off the ground. Eyes wide, I could only wrap my arms around him in hopes I didn’t fall over. His teammates were patting him on the back in congratulations, including Brad.

“Yes! The power couple is back!” Brad gently shook his friend’s shoulder. Ricky chuckled at his behavior, his eyes never leaving me, even as he set me back down.

“I promise, I’ll make your night, Zip.”

“Yeah… That’s what they said…” I tried a smile, but it fell almost instantly. I laughed a bit to play it off as being nervous. Hell, I was nervous. I was embarrassed! I can’t believe I hadn’t seen that coming, even Dina was acting off! Guiding me back to the bench, Ricky placed a soft kiss on the top of my head before heading back onto the field. I plopped down beside the beaming Dina, the girl vibrating in excitement.

“Oh, my god, (Y/N)! That was so cute!”

“Did you know?” My head snapped over to her. She nodded and gently shook my arm.

“Yes, I helped come up with the idea!”

Someone kill me. Please. Zeus, strike me down with all your might, I’m ready to leave this cruel existence behind me. That’s all I could think as the game resumed as normal. I tried not to make it obvious that I was completely repulsed with the idea of spending a night by Ricky’s side. I only rested my head in my hand as if I were watching the game, consumed with boredom. In reality, my mind was racing with every possibility of homecoming night. I could always ditch him? No, that’s rude as hell. But I didn’t even want to go with him! But they worked so hard on that cheer. Well, not really, anyone could have written that piece-of-shit-cheer-

My thoughts were interrupted when Dina stood and rushed towards the sidelines. I watched as Ricky ran onto the field to assist Brad, who had just been tackled too roughly. I hadn’t seen exactly what happened, but I guess he rolled his ankle really bad or something. As the coaches helped him up, he let out a curse. Once he was on his feet, well actually his foot, everyone began calling out to him in praise. And like the mindless drone I was, I lazily cheered for him, too.

After the game, Brad and Ricky treated Dina and I to a double date at some diner. I think I remember Dina mentioning that Sydney’s mom worked there. It was cozy and quiet, not many customers due to how late it was. I should’ve been relaxed, but when Ricky had his arm around me and tucked me into his side… I couldn’t help the feeling of bile in my throat. This wasn’t good. I shouldn’t be like this with him.

“Look at that,” Brad motioned towards the two of us, mouth full of fries. “America’s Power Couple. Back together again.”

“Yeah… good to be back…” Ricky happily smiled, squeezing me closer into his side.

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“Ricky, are you gonna tell me what a covalent bond is or not?” I sighed as my boyfriend planted countless kisses across my jaw. I should’ve known he wouldn’t study if I came over. “Ricky, we need to study.”

“But you’re so smart, babe,” He chuckled. “You’ll be fine.”

“I’m not worried about me.” I sighed as he moved his mouth to my neck. My body instinctively flinched away, but he didn’t seem to notice. He was too busy sliding my chemistry textbook from my hands and carefully setting it on his floor beside our backpacks. Wrapping his arm around my waist, he gently laid us down on our sides so we faced each other. His dark brown eyes locked with my (e/c) ones, but his held a sort of fire.

“You wanna have sex?”

“U-Uh, what?” I stuttered. He shook his head the best he could with it being pressed against his bed. “Ricky, what?”

His hand slowly slid up my side and made its way under my shirt. I froze, whether in shock or panic, I wasn’t sure at the time. “Come on, babe… You know you want to…”

“I really don’t.” I firmly stated, pressing my palm against his chest to push him away, but he only grabbed me by the wrist, lifting my hand to his lips and pressing a kiss to my palm.

“Oh, but I think you do.” He rolled me onto my back. My heart rate increased as my voice rose.

“Ricky, seriously, stop!”

“You’re such a tease.”

“I’m not-”

The next thing I knew, his lips were latched onto mine, his tongue forcefully pushing its way into my mouth. I yelped and tried to shove him off of me, but Ricky was stronger than I was. I felt tears prick the corners of my eyes as his hand slid near my bra. My breathing was labored from my incoming panic attack, but that seemed to only encourage him. I did what my first thought told me and lifted my foot towards his groin and kicked him as hard as I could. He ripped himself away from me and gripped his wound, not prepared for the harsh push that would send him to the ground. Adrenaline coursing through my veins, I hopped off of his bed and grabbed my textbook, shoving it into my backpack.

“What the hell, (Y/N)?” Ricky slowly got to his feet, face painted in bewilderment. I gave him no explanation as I rushed out of his room. I had no car, I was scared to call anyone, so I decided to walk the whole way home. Once I was at the end of his street, I could hear his voice call out to me. “Where are you going?! (Y/N), get back here! Babe!”

But I paid him no mind. My arms made their way around my torso as my legs led me all the way to my aunt’s home. Everyone was eating dinner when I stormed inside. “(Y/N), you’re home early- Sweetheart?” I heard Aunt Pam call, but I only responded with the slam of my bedroom door. My back pressed against the door as I slowly slid down to my rear, burying my face into my hands. Quiet sobs filled my bedroom not too long afterwards, Jacob and Pam both attempting to pry what was wrong from me, but I refused to even respond to them. I was too in my head, too trapped in that moment.

The next day at school, I kept my head down, squeezing between everyone to get to classes early, to hide out in the bathrooms, but it was no use. When Ricky wanted to see me, he was going to see me. Just when I thought I was safe, he hugged me from behind. I stiffened immediately. “You didn’t text back.” He whispered into my neck. Swallowing the lump in my throat, I croaked out,

“S-Sorry…”

“It’s okay… I was just worried about you,” He turned me in his arms to face him. “Don’t just leave like that again.”

“Y-Yeah, sorry…” My eyes trailed away to see Stan, watching our interaction intently from his locker. “I’m sorry.”

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“Yeah… It’s good to be back…” I took the kiss to my cheek without protest.

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Taglist: @melinda-hargreeves @sapphicsyn @stqnley @lonely-kermit @give-the-boy-a-hug

[zukkoxx]

refusing to hold their hand

w/ bakugo, deku, kirishima (time skip)

bakugo 💥

this dude....

first of all, he was always hesitant to hold your hand in the first place

being that his quirk was easily set off by his sweaty hands.

but when he did happen to hold your hand, it was tight, firm, almost impossible to break free from.

but you loved messing with your boom boom boy, so you decided to pull a joke

you were at the market on ur usual every other week errand run, getting a couple of things for your home.

bakugo was pushing the chart while you were striding next to him.

usually, you had your hand under his on the bar of the cart while he pushed it, just to be close to him.

but when you didn’t make your hand over to his like you always did, he decided to just grab yours, thinking you forgot.

he reached for your hand that was swinging by your side and grabs it, placing it on the bar and putting his on top.

but you quickly pulled away before he could get too comfortable

“ahh i’ve been looking for these!” you say, walking to an aisle with chips.

bakugo just watched you with a quirked eyebrow as you walked away from him.

he approached you slowly as you held up two different kinds of chips. “which ones?” you ask

“just get both.” he says gruffly, and you smile, placing them in the back of the cart.

“come on, i have to get something for dinner.” your boyfriend says, holding his hand out towards you.

you walked up to him, and slide your hand down his muscular arm.

and just as you reached his wrist, you let your hand flop to your side, leaving his cold and alone.

“why are you...?” he begins to ask, still confused of your actions

“hm?” you perkily ask, turning your gaze towards him.

“never mind, let’s go.” he tries to give you a hint, anything to let you know you weren’t holding him.

he hooks his arm under yours and lifts it til your hand is where he can grab it. but as he goes to reach for it yet again, you pull away and fold your arms, making it impossible for him to take a hold of your hand

he stared blankly at you as you begin to walk away from him. ( u know that confused face he has)

“hey, what’s your problem?” he yells from behind you.

“what’re you talking about kats?” you ask obliviously.

“why won’t you hold my hand? what, are they too sweaty?” he quickly rubs his hands on his jeans before squeezing them, making sure they feel right.

“too warm?” he adds.

“there’s nothing wrong with them katsuki. why do you ask?”

“well because; you always push the stupid cart with me while we’re in the store...now your acting like you don’t even wanna be near me!” he grunted embarrassingly.

he never liked admitting how much he loved your touch. how at ease it made him feel.

and how you were one of the only people that was comfortable being that close to him

the fact that you were resisting it put him on edge, and you noticed when you saw the confusion and distress in his eyes

you decided to stop the joke, and quickly walked to him, tucking your hand under his on the bar of the cart and smiling. “i’m sorry katsuki. i didn’t notice.” you awkwardly smiled.

no you didn’t tell him it was planned.

he would have held a grudge against you the entire day.

and besides, seeing him sigh in relief and his features relax when you finally held his hand was the best reaction you could ask for.

deku 🥦

izuku was an amazing boyfriend

he always took into consideration how you were feeling, if you were comfortable with things,

just you in general.

he’d never let your opinions or thoughts be shut out.

but that doesn’t mean he won’t question you when you seem to be acting weird or out of the ordinary.

you guys were going on a date at a park you lived by.

you decided to walk to take in the warm weather, and naturally, he went to grab your hand that swayed aimlessly by him.

smiling slightly, he tugged on your fingers before intertwining them.

but with a mischievous glint in your eyes, you quickly pulled it away, stuffing it into your pocket.

izuku turned to you with a questioning expression.

his eyes glanced down at the hand covered by your jeans as he sighed, missing the feeling of you palm pressed tight against his.

he decided to not question it, thinking your hand must’ve felt more comfortable in your pocket at the moment

when you guys made it to the park, he helped you set up the picnic you planned on having and began having easy conversation with him.

he stared at you lovingly as you told him about your week. defeating villains and what not.

he couldn’t help but scoot towards, wanting to be close.

he looked down at the hand you were leaning on, and began to rub your wrist softly, hoping you’d open your palm so he could grab it.

but when you shift to sit straight up and placed you hands in your lap, he decided to say something.

“baby, are you okay?” he asked hesitantly.

“i’m fine izuku. why?”

“i-it’s nothing! just making sure...um...do you not want to hold my hand? it’s fine if you don’t! i don’t want to pressure you into doing something you don’t want to it’s just i love holding your hand and-”

you were quick to stop izuku when he went into an overthinking rant by pressing a soft kiss on his cheek, shutting him up right away.

“i’m sorry izu...i was just joking around. there’s nothing wrong.”

you said, looking at his flushed but relieved features.

“ahh..good. you scared me for a second there.” he chuckled, finally grabbing your hand and bringing it to his lips, pressing a kiss on the back of it.

kirishima 🪨

eijiro was a really touchy, clingy boyfriend to begin with.

if you were near him, there was no doubt you’d be having some type of contact with him.

hand around your waist, back hugs from behind.

touch was definitely one of his love languages.

how mean you were! pulling this prank on him just to show mina that kiri wasn’t that dependent on your touch.

it started as a little joke when he picked you and mina up for lunch, who you were patrolling the streets with.

eijiro went to grab your hand and mina looked at you with the most devilish smile.

you could tell what that smirk meant, remembering the conversation you had with her just about an hour ago.

she stated that kiri was so adamant on touching and being near you that it would be impossible for him to stay away from you for over an hour. which was how long your lunch break was.

so instead of lacing your fingers with your red haired boyfriend, you put them behind your back.

kiri was confuzzled. you don’t walk like that...ever.

but he shrugged it off. he’ll have more opportunities to hold you.

you guys made it into the small cafe where you would eat lunch, and much to his dismay, you ended up sitting next to mina and diagonal from him, instead of next to him like you usually did.

questions and insecurities made his heat beat quicken as he stared at you intensely.

were you mad him?

in a bad mood?

you glanced at his gaze and quickly smiled at him, seeing him visibly untense but continue to look at you peculiarly.

the lunch was normal for the most part. you were talking to him like everything was fine, but as you left, and he went to try to grab your hand again, you were quick to speed walk in front of him.

and you didn’t even kiss his cheek before you went back on patrol.

having enough of your standoffish vibes, kiri took it into his own hands to show you what you were missing out on

after a long day of patrol, you entered your shared house, only to find kiri already at the door.

you had long forgotten about what mina said by now, and smiled as you walked closer to him. “hey eiji-”

it was almost too fast for you to understand what was going on before you realized you were pressed against the door with kiri’s lips tight against yours.

your eyes were wide with surprise and after a few seconds, you tapped kiri three times in an attempt to catch your breath.

he pulled back with a deep pout. “that didn’t work either!?” he asked suddenly

“what are you talking about eijiro?” you heaved.

“babe- you haven’t touched me all day, you didn’t even hold my pinky while we walked to my car like you usually do!” he almost whined, shoulders dropping. “i thought that if you were reminded how awesome and loving your man could make you feel, you would stop avoiding me.”

saying you felt bad was an under statement.

you sighed, reaching up to place a hand on kiri’s cheek which he instantly fell into.

“i’m sorry eiji! it was a stupid joke between mina and i. she was convinced you couldn’t go an hour without touching.” you sheepishly laugh.

“and she was right! that was torture, y/n.”

“i’m sorry my love.” you stood on your toes and quickly pecked your pouting boyfriend. “it won’t happen again.”

he couldn’t resist the smile that was forming as he leaned down. “better not.”

HELLO IM BACK!! work & school has been kicking my ass, i’m sorry for my inactiveness. how was this?? i’m happy to hear ur feedback.

also i’m working on requests, so plz send some if you’d like. tap here -> 🥀

have a good day/night loves! <3

[strangest-hour]

Love Notes in Flesh (Steve x Reader)

Synopsis: There really isn’t one. Like, zero plot. Steve likes his hair pulled and likes to be bitten. That’s all you need to know <3

Word Count: 903

*Author’s Note* I haven't written smut in literal ages, so plz be gentle. Hope you enjoy :)

It was so hard for you to concentrate on your project when Steve was just sprawled out on his bed. Sweaty, and looking so sinfully gorgeous. It was in the dead of summer and his air conditioner was broken. He wouldn't be able to get it fixed until tomorrow. So you were just mindlessly scribbling on your paper as you watched beads of sweat trail down his neck.

"I'm going to get some more iced water. I'm roasting alive up here. You want something while I'm downstairs?"

"Yeah, get me an iced tea, would you?"

You flashed him a smile and hurried downstairs. It was beyond difficult to focus on your work. As you stood by the sink, you splashed your face with cold water. Hoping that it would somehow rinse away your sinful thoughts. Though it did very little to help.

Soon enough, you were back upstairs with both of your drinks in hand. And he sure was a sight to behold. He has stripped his shirt off. Presumably because he was too hot. You caught him just in time to see him stretch his hands over his head and curve his back, making the sweat run faster down his backside. You could watch him all damn day doing that.

"Here's your drink." You said as you handed him the perspiring glass.

The warm house made the glass perspire faster than usual, causing some droplets of water to fall over his arm and chest. He hastily chugged the glass of iced tea and then set it to the side, flopping on the bed, belly down.

"Ugh, I wish it wasn't so fucking hot. I'm sweating like a pig."

You swirled your water around as you listened to his words. An idea popped into your head.

"I can help cool you off, if you'd like."

He shrugged "Go for it."

You took an ice cube out of your glass and pressed it to his lower back, slowly running it up his body and to his neck. He moaned in satisfaction at the sensation. You sat your glass down on his nightstand as you straddled his lower back.

"God, don't stop. That feels so nice."

Your lips curled into a smile at his words. You continued running the ice cube up and down his back, eventually going up to his neck again and letting the ice cube linger there. Allowing the cold cube to draw circles on his neck as the ice was quickly melting and dripping down him. You grabbed his hair and pulled it out of the way as you rubbed the ice cube on him until it fully melted. His brunette locks were practically begging you to give them a tug. It was a call you couldn't resist. So, you tangled your fingers in his hair and gave it a light pull.

Steve let out a soft whimper at your action. God, how you loved hearing all of his sweet little sounds.

"Oops, looks like I got your neck all wet. Let me get that for you."

You leaned forward and pressed your tongue to his neck. The coolness from the water and the saltiness of his skin on your tongue was intoxicating. Your tongue followed the trail of water all the way up his neck and stopped just below his jawline. You gently nibbled at his skin as he let out sweet little whimpers of pleasure. The noises he was making drove you wild. Needing more of it, you bit down even harder on him.

Your fingers tightened their grip in his hair and you tugged back with more force, exposing his neck even more to you. The breathy moans that fell from his lips was music to your ears. His beautiful noises brought even an angelic chorus to shame.

Tears started to form in his eyes from the sheer pleasure of it all. His hips were grinding against the sheets. He wanted more. And who were you to deny him his bliss?

So, you tugged on his hair with such force, eliciting even more beautiful noises from him. His hips started grinding harder against the sheets at your actions.

"P-please. D-dont stop." He pleaded wantonly.

You wondered if he could get off like this. Because this was heavenly.

Your hips started to roll against his back in tandem with his as you peppered bites all along his neck. Your teeth took in a bit of skin, and pulled it back slightly. Like you were a hungry animal getting your first meal in years. 

His breathing became hard and heavy, and he started squirming beneath you as his back arched. God, he wanted more and more. His body was practically begging for it. Your combination of hard bites and soft kitten licks were sending him on a journey of pure bliss.

With one final roll of your hips and sharp tug to his hair, he let out a high pitched whimper as his body seized up. After a bit, his hips started to slow down a little. Then eventually stopping altogether. You released your fingers from his hair and removed your teeth from his neck, rolling off of him and to the side.

"You feeling okay, babe?" You asked, just checking that he was okay, given you were pretty rough with him that time.

He scooted closer to you and rested his head in your chest.

"I'm better than okay."

[sp00kworm]

If you're still taking requests, can you do a Garou & his S/O baby sitting? Maybe it's his S/O's cousin or niece/nephew but gahh I just wanna see Garou interacting/reacting to a bby plz, cause Garou has a soft a spot for children damnit! 😩

A/N: I can’t do babies so I did a younger sorta kid. I hope this is okay! @he-is-galaxies-away

I’m not old! (Garou x Reader)

“Yo!” Garou announced himself as he walked into your apartment, rubbing his forehead as he wandered over to your couch. He didn’t notice the child that was sat with you until he had already slumped himself over the cushions. “Hey...Garou. This is my little niece, Hannah.” You hoped he wouldn’t make a scene. He was the one that had showed up unannounced after all. You’d promised to look after her while your sister was out of town. It was just one night, and just so happened to be the one night the hero hunter decided to flop onto your couch.

The little girl glared at the man. He’d thrown his arms over the back of the cushions, taking up a great portion of the room with his athletes body. “Hannah say hello.” You smiled at the little girl, trying to defuse the tantrum that was reflected in her vicious scowl.“Hello.” She muttered before reaching for the remote for the TV. She sucked on the straw of her juice box and ignored the large man, snuggled into your side as she watched the cartoons. “Garou I didn’t expect you over. I already told my sister that I’d watch her a month ago.” You smiled and the hero hunter shrugged, appearing as though he didn’t care or mind that the child was nestled on your couch. “Don’t worry about it, babe.”

That was the end of the conversation, at least for the time being. Garou was content to watch the silly cartoons with Hannah as you grabbed him a coca cola and escaped to make dinner for the three of you. You were quietly making dinner before you heard a commotion in the sitting area.

“Why would you like Butterfly Girl?” Garou snorted, “She doesn’t even do anything! All she can do is make glitter and people sneeze!” The martial artist huffed and pointed to the screen with a vicious finger. “She always helps the heroes out in the end though!” Hannah protested, slapping her juice box down on the table as she seethed with anger, directly entirely towards your beloved boyfriend.“BUT SHE’S ENTIRELY USELESS UNTIL THAT POINT!” Garou gritted his teeth, pointing to the dragon, “Marfinwe is a much better character!”“BUT HE’S UGLY, SCALY AND EVIL, OLD MAN!” Hannah puffed her cheeks out, whining at Garou.

His eyebrow twitched. Garou scrambled his fingers through his hair before he pointed at Hannah’s face, “Take that back! I’m not even old!”“Well why do you have grey hair then!” She countered, grabbing at his wild, spiked hair, tugging viciously hard.“Hey! Hand’s off the hair kid!” Garou growled, quickly poking her sides and detangling a squirming Hannah from his locks. “WELL ADMIT YOU’RE WRONG!” She screeched, kicking before Garou smiled at her.

You watched him smile and set her back on the floor, “Well...Maybe Butterfly Girl is good at some things.” He admitted, coyly, folding his arms over his large chest as he watched Hannah’s eyes light up.“See! I told you!” She roared in victory before laughing and jumping into Garou’s lap as the next episode began.“I’ll admit it if you can tell me which monster could defeat her.” He adjusted Hannah in his lap and pointed at the new monster the group of heroes had to fight.“I’ll prove you wrong, old man!”“I’m not old! This is my natural hair colour, brat!” Garou grumbled before sighing and letting Hannah bounce in his lap, the cartoon playing softly in the background.

[tomnhaz]

Hello kisses and after sex kisses with Peter Parker plz? Congrats on 1,000 angel! You deserve it lovie💕

of course !! thank you so much darlin ❣️

hello kisses

whenever peter would come back from a mission

you would be sitting in your bedroom anxiously

he always told you when he left but then you wouldn’t hear from him and all you were left with were your terrifying thoughts

but then you would hear a tapping at your window and peter would be out on the fire escape, scraped up but alive

“oh peter” you would mumble, immediately throwing your arms around his neck, burying your face in his neck

he would let out a small groan because his body was still sore, but he would endure all the pain in the world if it meant you were safely back in his arms

“hey babe-“ you’d cut him off, grabbing his face and pulling his lips to meet yours

the kiss was hard, peters hand would come up to cup your cheeks, his fingers pressing roughly into the skin in an attempt to pull you closer to him

your fingers would run through his brown curls, deepening the kiss as your lips continued to move against his

every emotion you’d bottled up for the last 3 days worrying about peter flowed into the kiss

you pulled away first, your need for air finally becoming too much

you rested your forehead against peters, both of you breathing hard

no words were shared, but you let out a breathless laugh as peter leaned back in and pressed his lips softly against yours

it was gentler, but the passion was just as strong

your heart burst with love for the boy sitting in front of you

“i missed you” he muttered against your lips, his hands roaming along your skin

you simply hummed in response and grabbed ahold of his curls, drawing him back in for another kiss

it was gonna be a long night

after sex kisses

peter rolled off your body and flopped onto the bed beside you, both of you trying desperately to return your breathing to normal

you turned your gaze to the brunette beside you, and moved to cuddle against him, your head resting in the crook of his shoulder

peter let out a breathless laugh and pressed a soft kiss to the top of your head

“i love you, you know that ?” he muttered, causing you to shift onto your stomach, your hand resting on his bare chest

“i have an idea” you responded with a smirk, tracing light shapes onto his warm skin

his gaze drifted down to you chest, and then back up to your lips

you brought your hand up and cupped his cheek, leaning in and pressing a soft ousts against his lips

you pulled back and stared into his blown out brown eyes

his cheeks were flushed and his lips were swollen, but he looked beautiful

evidently he was thinking the same thing

“you’re so gorgeous” he muttered, rolling the two of you over so he was now on top of you, your legs tangled in the sheets

“peter” you laughed as he pressed lazy, wet kisses along your neck, his hands traveling down you sides, memorizing each curve of your body and your skin burning under his gentle touch

“yes, babe ?” he asked looking up at you, his brown eyes laced with innocence, but his hand still roaming dangerously low on your waist

you groaned, “don’t start something you can’t finish, parker”

peter just let out a chuckle, his lips lingering on your neck as he pressed light kisses along your skin, moving towards your lips

he pressed a light one on the corner of your mouth, “and what if i want to finish it ?”

let me know what you think !!

1k celebration 🎉

[neoculturetechxgot7]

|/| Drabble Prompts |\|

Guysss it's been somewhat of long time since I've written anything, so I thought I'd do a lil request game :)) Simply send any prompt (up to 4) + a member in my askbox. (plz don't let this flop, I need inspo)

feel free to reblog and use these:)

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| "You've been drinking again?"

| "Sounds dangerous. I'm in."

| "I really don't see where you're going with this..."

| "You seek shelter, my love. But I'm not one to protect you."

| "What are you doing?" - "Finishing what you started."

| "So who's the lady in red over there?"

| "I can't even think straight any more..."

| "Tell him/her to get the fuck out of here"

| "Remember that night? The night of the accident?"

| "I think of you more than I care to admit."

| "Give me one good reason to stay or I'll walk straight out that door and you'll never see me again."

| "It's beautiful how you're finding yourself again."

| "Remember: You see the red light, you run."

| "Who do you think you are?" - "Who do you want me to be?"

| "You look so beautiful under the moonlight."

| "It reminds me of the day we met."

| "That's enough bullshit for today, don't you think?"

| "What do you mean why? Because I love you."

| "Can you keep a secret?"

| "I was supposed to be with my girlfriend/boyfriend, not here with you."

| "It's been a long time since I last saw you. Not much has changed."

| "I knew from the very first glance at you." - "What?" - "That I had to make you mine"

| "How did we end up like this?"

| "I knew you'd ruin me but I could help the way my heart skipped a beat everytime you walked by."

| "You weren't in love with her/him, you just needed a distraction."

| "I lose my sanity when I'm around you."

| "Say it. Say you were too afraid and stop lying to me."

| "I never intended for this to get out of hand."

| "Patience is a virtue I don't have."

| "I stopped caring about you long ago." - "Then why are you still here?"

| "You're so stubborn. I love it."

| "I was desperate for your touch"

| "Look at the time. It's too late for this talk."

| "You are a mystery I long to unravel."

| "I should've done this earlier"

| "Drop the attitude babe."

| "Why can't we go back to the glory days?"

| "Your scent does things to me I can't even describe..."

| "You think you can break me?"

| "Is this the last time I get to hold you like this?" - "Yes."

-Groups I write for: NCT (all units), GOT7, Monsta X, Ateez, EXO, BTS, Mamamoo, Blackpink, BTOB-

[kpoppwriter]

Lotto Series - Sundays

Genre: so much fluff

Words: 678

Group: EXO

a/n: oops so I’m skipping over one song ‘Can’t Bring Me Down’ for now because I’m a little stuck on what to write for it so this is ‘Cloud 9′ with Chanyeol if anyone has any ideas for the song plz send them to me I literally can’t think of anything

Sundays always had this weird aura about them. It seemed as the day was meant to be a lazy day. Everything was just so peaceful. There’s a disorientating feeling around the whole day. It's so wonderful.

Light streamed through the blue curtains of your bedroom window. The sound of birds singing woke you up for once instead of an annoying alarm. You felt a pair of arms wrapped around your waist and a pair of long legs tangled with yours. You turned over as best as you could with the arms wrapped around you. The handsome face of your boyfriend was inches away from yours. You giggled softly at the feeling of his breath tickling your face. The arms around your waist tightened, pulling you closer into him.

“Good morning Chanyeol,” you giggled

He only hummed in response, not awake enough to speak yet. One of his opened and looked at yours. He immediately closed it again. He continued opening and closing his eyes until he let out an overly dramatic sigh.

“I must still be asleep because this seems like a dream,” he said in a raspy voice

You laughed out loud at his cheesiness. You hit is shoulder lightly, making him grasp it as if you were extremely strong and really hurt him. Your laughter got louder at his silly antics. He soon joined you in laughing.

Eventually, the laughter died down and you were both just stared each other while you laid in bed. Chanyeol’s hand came up to move a stray hair back in place. His fingers lingered on your face, his thumb stroking the skin of your cheek. You held his hand still and kissed his palm. His eyes went wide as a big smile appeared on his face. He kissed your forehead gently.

“You hungry?” he asked

“Yeah.”

“Alright, let’s get some food then.”     

~

The day went rather slowly. It was nice. You and Chanyeol just spent the day together at home watching movies and eating all the junk food you had while being cuddled up on the couch. You could see Chanyeol was fading fast now, his eyes closing frequently then opening wide to keep himself awake.

“Chan, if you’re tired we can go to bed.”

“I don’t want to go to bed,” he whined, “I want to stay here with you.”

“Alright,” you chuckled

You turned your attention back to the TV. You looked back at Chanyeol not even 5 minutes later and his eyes were closed, clearly sleeping. You wriggled your way out of his grasp, waking him up. You pulled on his arm trying to get him up off the couch. He groaned and whined but eventually, he got up. You ushed him into the bedroom. He flopped on the bed, bouncing a bit when he landed. His eyes were closed but he outstretched his arms towards you telling you to come and cuddle. You joined Chanyeol in bed. His arms immediately attached to your waist. His head sat atop yours, his chin resting on your hair.  You sighed contently as you adjusted yourself getting comfortable in his arms.

You thought Chanyeol was asleep but you heard him mumbling to you.

“I can’t hear you, babe,” you giggled

“I don’t want to go to sleep,” he said louder this time

“Why not? You need to get some rest.”

“I don’t want this dream to end. What if I wake up tomorrow and forget this feeling? I don’t want to forget.”

You shifted away from him so you could get a better look at his face. You cupped his face in your hand.

“As long as I’m here, I won’t let you forget this feeling,” you reassured him

He smiled sleepily. You pecked his lips lightly as if you were sealing a promise. He pulled you back into his arms. One of your arms snaked around his waist, under his shirt, and to his back where you reassuringly rubbed his back, tracing little patterns on his skin.

“You are such a blessing,” he mumbled before drifting off to sleep.

[the-ultimate-pie-family]

Bloods new dead god magic

Blood: ....brother....

Jr: yeah? *eating a hay burger*

Blood: why did u save me?

Jr: well *shallows the hay burger* it wasn't just me I had to think about there was ur kids ur friends ur husband val and me and mom ^^

Blood: *looks at my hooves* ......

Jr: theres ur husband now val over here *waves to signal val*

Val: *waves at surprise jr coming beside blood kissing his cheek* how u feel babe?

Blood: hurt.....and hungry.....

Val: did u order something?

Jr: ......val?

Val: hmm? *looks at jr*

Jr: can we talk real quick?

Blood: go on I'll be here.....staring at my food.....

*Surprise jr and val went to another table to talk*

Jr: val u know it's hard for my brother to eat stuff

Val: I can help if he wants me too?

Blood: *flops face on my hay burger eating it* ......

Jr: *looks at blood* uh did my brother pass out again?

Val: *turns head to blood* uh? I think he's eating I think?

Jr: brother u ok?

Blood: yeah just eating.....

Val: need help?

Blood: I'm good thanks hon....

Jr: u was right

Val: mhm is he still scared of mares?

Jr: yeah.....mom tries to help him face his fears......but nothing....

Val: wat happened to make blood be scared of mares?

Jr: his first beated him senseless I started to notice more and more bruises on him every day so I followed him to her hunt then I killed her

Val: who was it?

Jr: fluttershy that bitch deserved the death by me

Val: and too this day he's still scared of mares?

Jr: yeah.....but he seem happy with u

Val: I'm glad I found a stallion like him he's so fun ^^

Ariel: *hugs blood from behind*

Blood: ahhh don't hurt me!!!!

Ariel: blood it's me ariel?

Jr: ariel stop let him go

Ariel: *stops hugging blood* oh right.....I forgot.....

Blood: *shivers* c-can I go home now......

Val: coming babe *walks to blood helping him up walking him home* thanks for trying ariel.....

Ariel: .........

Jr: hey girl wats up ^^

Ariel: ......terrible...

Jr: oh....he'll get better ^^

Ariel: *nods* ^^

Val: how u feeling babe?

Blood: good thanks for taking me home hon....

Val: ur welcome ^^ how about we play around and have some fun?

Blood: sounds good......^^

*a orb falls from the sky right in front of blood and val*

Val: wat the?

Blood: wat? Huh?

*blood and val walked passed the orb walking in the castle*

Ariel: *walking with jr* I just wish I can help him get his strength back

Jr: we tried but that bone brace is wat keeping his bone together

Ariel: ..... *trips on a orb* wat the hell? *gets up looking a the orb* hey this looks like blood old dead god magic?

Jr: bloods wat?

Ariel: this can help blood get his strength back ^^

Jr: ??? U sure?

Ariel: yeah we gotta hurry *picks up orb running in the castle*

Jr: *follows ariel* u sure this will help him?

Ariel: yeah he just has to eat it

Jr: wat??

Ariel: it's odd I know but I seen it happen before blood!!!!

Blood: *walks out of bathroom drying off* hmm

Ariel: blood I got u a jaw breaker ^^ to show how much ur a big brother to me *gives blood the orb*

Blood: uhm thanks? I'll eat it now *puts the orb in my mouth*

Ariel: *shallow it......*

Blood: it's bigger wat I'm use to usually I shallow them whole but I'll try with this one *shallows the orb* ^^

Ariel: damn.....

Blood: *eyes round to back of my head falling on the floor*

Ariel: plz work.....

Jr: *gets up the stairs out of breath* wat I miss?

Ariel: he ate the orb

Jr: really?

Blood: *sits up the bone brace falling out of my body* wat was that thing? *stumbles walking* wow wat was in that jaw breaker....

Ariel: uh weed ^^

Jr: weed?

Blood: *feels powerful* ugh my head is ringing....

*u r now my vessel u r a dead god blood pie u have the power to bring the dead back to life and to take life away*

Blood: my head *shakes head* it stopped?

Ariel: blood u ok?

Jr: ???

Blood: yeah I'm fine but I'm gotta go to my husband he's waiting for me *walks in a black lighted room* hey hon I'm back ready for round two?

Ariel: *blushes* wow uh I gotta go bye blood seeya jr

Jr: seeya girl be safe walking home ^^

Ariel: always ^^

Story for val @robin-the-special-bean ariel @thelittlemermaidfan1989

[ruined-by-destiel]

Making Memories (part 2)

Summary: After a long day at work, you unwind with Misha with hot chocolate and a cozy fire.

Words: 678

Misha x Reader

Warnings: none

Notes: written for @thing-you-do-with-that-thing and @like-a-bag-of-potatoes 12 Days of Christmas Challenge

Day 2: Fireplace

You took a sip of your hot chocolate as Misha added another log to the fire. He wiped his hands on his pants before walking back to the couch, repositioning the blanket as he sat next to you so that it covered both of you.

“You good?”

You nodded, repositioning yourself that that your back was firmly against Misha’s chest. “Perfect.”

Misha kissed the top of your head and sighed, closing his eyes.

It had been a long day for you, working a double shift at the bar. Typically you only worked afternoons, but one of your coworkers had called in sick and asked if you could cover for her. You’d only just gotten home twenty minutes ago, a little past midnight.

The two of you sat like that for a while, Misha’s chest rising and falling as he drifted off and you savored your drink, watching the fire. The wind whistled and gently rattled the window panes.

“Hey Mish?”

“Yeah?”

“I love you.”

You couldn’t see him, but you knew Misha was grinning like an idiot. “Not that I don’t enjoy random confessions of love, but what was that for?”

“Just ‘cause.” You downed the last bit of your hot chocolate and set it on the floor by your feet, then shifted so that you were facing Misha. “You come home after a long day of filming and still have time to deal with my shit, and I kind of love that about you.”

“Well now that we’re done for the midseason hiatus, I have all the time in the world to deal with your shit.” Misha kissed your forehead. “I’m kidding. I always have time for you.”

You smiled, laying your legs over Misha and leaning against his chest again. “You’re the best boyfriend in the world, you know that?”

“I’ve been told.” He started running his fingers up and down your legs, resting his head atop of yours. The soft touch of his fingers send chills down your spine, your skin breaking out in goosebumps.

“You cold? I can add another log to the fire.” Misha started to get up, but you stopped him.

“I’m fine, that just,” you cleared your throat, “feels really nice.” You felt your cheeks heat up when Misha smiled down at you.

“Yeah?” He repeated the motion, letting his fingers wander further up your legs with each brush.

Your breath hitched when his fingers stopped mid thigh, then started rubbing in small circles. You made a small sound in the back of your throat, closing your eyes.

You jumped slightly when Misha’s lips were suddenly on yours, then melted into the kiss. He kept rubbing gentle circles on the insides of your thighs, continually drifting upwards.

What seemed like hours later, but in reality was only a few minutes, your forced yourself to pull away. “Babe.”

“Mhm, yeah?” His lips latched onto your neck, nipping and pressing open mouthed kisses to your pulse point.

You moaned, but pushed him off. “Misha, I’m serious. I have work tomorrow.”

He sighed and flopped against the couch, licking his lips. “Ok, but hear me out,” he took one of your hands and kissed the inside of your wrist, working his way up your arm.

You pulled your arm back, smiling as Misha pouted. “I really need to sleep. I have an early shift.”

“Just for the record, ten in the morning is not early.” Misha caressed your face, brushing his thumb over your lips. “Alright. But we’re picking up right where we left off as soon as you get home.”

“Deal.” You kissed him once on the lips, then settled back next to him, knees pulled up against your chest. “Just… five more minutes. The fire feels really nice.”

Misha wrapped his arms around you once more, holding you close. You felt your eyelids grow heavier as his chest rose and fell rhythmically, and within seconds, without meaning to, you were fast asleep. Misha watched you with a smile, kissing the top of your head as he watched the fire slowly die out.

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Wisdom Teeth | Jc Caylen

Request: Heyy can you do an imagine where y/n gets her wisdom teeth pulled out and she's with Jc and kian. But she's dating Jc for about 3 years now. All fluff plz

WARNINGS: Like 3 swears, Extreme fluff

“Are you excited?” Jc asked opening the car door and pointing the camera at you as you got out of the car. “Why would I be excited?” You groaned walking slowly while dragging your feet. “Because you’ll no longer be in pain,” Kian said putting his arm around your shoulder as you all stood in the elevator moving up to the top floor of the building. “I swear to God if you guys are late!” You yelled turning to point of finger at the both of them. Kian put his hands up in mock surrender and Jc grabbed your hand that had been pointed at him and intertwined your fingers before pulling you towards him. “We won’t be late baby, I promise,” Jc reassured you smiling. “You better not.” The boys had made sure you were checked in and waited for the nurse to come get you and bring you into the operation room. “You’re gonna be fine babe, I’ll see you when you get out,” Jc smiled pecking you on the lips. “I think you’re more worried than she is,” Kian joked squeezing your hand before they both left the room. “Love you,” You called behind you. “I love you too!”

“Hey, baby, how you feeling?” Jc asked. Kian came in behind him holding a camera. “Baby?” You questioned with a confused look on your face looking at him weirdly. “Yeah, baby, I’m your boyfriend,” He laughed sitting down on the extra chair in the corner. You gasped, “I have a boyfriend! How?” You asked again looking even more confused. Kian and Jc made eye contact with each other before laughing again.  “So how do you feel?” Kian asked pointing the camera at me again. “4:20.” “What do you mean like 4:20?” He laughed shaking his head. “4:20,” You said again before making a smoking symbol and inhaling the fake joint. “Oh God,” Jc sighed before laughing again. You closed your eyes for a second before opening them again and gasping, “Where did my lipth go!”

“What do you want to do babygirl, anything you want,” Jc spoke looking back at you. “Iceth cweam..” You whispered putting your hand against the window as you drove past an ice cream shop. Kian and Jc burst into laughter. “You’re not allowed to eat yet,” Kian said patting your hand quickly before placing it back on the steering wheel. “Can I open duh window?” You asked already rolling it down fully. “Woooh!” You shouted sticking your head out the window. “(Y/n), don’t do that!” Jc yelled grabbing your arms and pulling you back into the car before making Kian roll up the window. “But daaad…” You whined looking angry. Your frown suddenly turned to a smile when you reached for Jc’s hair and started to run your fingers through it, “You feel like a puppy.” “What?” He and Kian laughed. “Can we FaithTime Harry?!” You yelled excitedly looking at Jc. He sighed pulling out his phone to FaceTime Harrison. “What the bloody hell do you want at 12 in the fucking morning?” A grumpy Harrison asked appearing in bed on the screen. “Harrithon!” You gasped putting a hand to your mouth. “Children are prethent!” You squeaked pointing towards Kian who turned back to look at you laughing. “What is she talking about mate?” He asked Jc confused. “She just got her wisdom teeth removed and decided she wanted to talk to you.” He explained as we pulled up to CVS to get meds. “Well, we need to get her meds so we have to go-“ “Bye Harry! I Mith you! Love you thee you thoon!” You yelled gradually getting louder. “Love you too (y/n), see you soon,” He laughed.

“Why are you crying?” Kian asked looking at you and fixing the camera on the dashboard to see you. “Because I’m thad,” you said quietly. “Why are you sad?” Jc asked looking a little concerned. “Because I’m crying!” You cried out pouting as a few tears fell down your face. “We’ll be home soon, okay baby?” Jc asked looking back at you whilst grabbing a hold of your hand. You nodded sniffling and leant against the back of his seat.

“You wanna nap?” Jc asked when the two of you had finally reached the top of the stairs. You grunted a ‘yes’ in response and let him help you walk into the bedroom. When you got in the room the door shut behind you and you proceeded to collapse on the bed. “Here, lift your arms,” Jc said walking over to you with one of his shirts in hand. You lifted your arms up as you stayed laying on your back. He reached behind your body and pulled you into a sitting position to pull off your shirt and replace it with his. He released you from his arms and you flopped back down onto the bed causing him to laugh. He grabbed the waist band of your sweats and started to pull them down your legs knowing full well that you overheated when sleeping in pants. You held your arms open in a ‘hug me’ kind of way and waited for him to get into bed with you. He proceeded to pull off his jeans before getting into bed with you. He pulled you tight against his body laughing when you went limp in his arms. “I wuv you,” You mumbled into his arm. You watched with half shut eyes as his face turned into a smile.

[boy-banders-writings]

Late night kisses -- Yeo One [Changgu] (Pentagon)

Group: Pentagon Member: Yeo One aka Changgu aka visual for days kill me plz   Genre: Fluffy-fluff, In which all you want is some attention but end up almost suffocating from Changgu’s love.

Nights in with Changgu were your favorite way to spend time together. The two of you would order take out, usually chicken or pizza, maybe drink a little bit (usually just you) and just relax at home. Changgu hadn’t officially moved in yet even though the two of you had been dating for almost a year now. He wanted to wait a little longer, till his lease was us at his place. It was silly to you for him to still pay rent for his lousy, tiny apartment when he spent all of his time not working or in class or with his friends at your apartment. Most of his stuff was over at your two bedroom apartment anyway, your roommate long gone due to college.

You were patient though. Well, you tried to be. You’d given him a key and mentioned how much you couldn’t wait to live together at least a hundred times in the last two months. You just wanted to fall asleep together and wake up to him every morning. You wanted to spend rainy days reading books together on the couch and binge watching your favorite dramas together. It all seemed like a dream to you, it’s a very tangible dream too. Only a few months until he was free from his lease and he was all yours. Even with that in the near future you never let a chance to whine about it slip by.

“Are you going to read all night?” You whined, flopping over in bed to rest your head on his arm.

“If you let me, yes. It’s a good book.” He peered at you over his glasses.

“And if I don’t want you too, you’ll pay attention to me?” You asked, the two glasses of wine from earlier making you feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

“If you wish.” He put his bookmark in between the pages he was on and put his book away. “What are you going to do with my attention now?”

“Rock paper, scissors for kisses.” You grinned, not even noticing how his face flushed at your silly idea. “Loser has to kiss the winner.”

“Wouldn’t be both be winners?”

“If I don’t ask you to kiss my foot or something, maybe.”

Changgu’s nose wrinkled at that. He didn’t want to kiss your foot or your arm, he wanted to smother you in kisses. Your face was flushed just enough for your cheeks to glow from the lamp. Your eyes were alive and sparkling. And every time you giggled even after all this time Changgu’s heart skipped a beat.

“Okay fine. But let’s play to five, first one to five wins the whole thing.” He reasoned, knowing your tipsy escapades would last all night.

“Deal.” You stuck out your pinky, “First to five.”

He locked his pinky with yours and you two started playing. The first few rounds you both threw out the same thing until eventually you won. You pointed to you cheek and Changgu kissed your cheek making a smacking noise as he pulled away to make you giggle, which worked. A few more rounds before Changgu won, he pointed to his cheek, you copied his previous actions. This went back and forth each of you getting a kiss on the other cheek, the forehead, and the nose before you were all tied up.

“When I win I want a big ole smooth right here.” You tap your lips, having sobered up but still playing along.

“I can do that.” Changgu laughed. “I can definitely do that.”

“And if you win?” You asked, surprised he didn’t have a sassy remark.

“We’re going to make out no matter who wins.” He shrugged, his fist in front of him waiting.

His bluntness made both of you blush. No matter how blunt he was you were never deterred from a challenge.

“Fine, Changgie, let’s go.”

You chanted ‘rock, paper, scissors’ together and each threw out something different. Changgu threw out paper and you had gone with rock. Changgu’s smile made your heart skip a beat.

“Okay, come here!” He lunged at you, arms out ready to seize your body.

You threw the blanket up and hid, knowing it wouldn’t do much against Changgu but his laughter shook you to your core. It made you happy knowing something so childish and stupid made him laugh like that.

“Don’t hide from me. you lost fair and square!” His laughter continued and your giggled joined in as he started tickling you.

“Changgu! STOP!” You started writhing around in the blanket, trying to get away from his hands.

You had no idea he had swung his leg over your body and straddled you until it was too late. He pulled the blanket back and looked down at you. His eyes were bright as stars and his hair was a complete mess but he never looked better. You practically had hearts in your eyes as you looked up at him, your breath coming back to you slowly.

“You owe me kisses young lady.”

“Come and get them.” Oh boy did he get his kisses. He leant down and kissed all over your face and neck before capturing your lips. They two of you stayed like that for what felt like hours. Just holding each other, kissing each other with Changgu laying ontop of you before it became too much.

“We can continue till we fall asleep, I mean it, but you’ve got to get off me babe.” You mumbled against his lips, “It’s getting hard to breathe.”

“Are you sure it’s not because I took your breath away?” He joked before shifted to fall beside you and pull you into him.

“Of course you did that, but you were also sitting on me.” Your fingers brushed against his cheeks. “Now, where were we?”

“I do believe we were kissing the night away.”

“Let’s get back to it then.”