You must have a fast metabolism, if it really bothers you talk to your parents or a doctor about it, but ignore other people because you are gorgeous
Im really sorry babe, i get alot of questions
Im sorry bby
I think you should
Do one about waking up with your boyfriend and then just spending the day together at home and being lazy/cute Love your imagines!!
It’s Saturday morning and you roll over on your side to see a sleepy (Y/B/N) cuddling a pillow. He shifts and you turn to look at him again. You turn completely on your side to face him. You’re inches from his face when he slowly opens his eyes and smiles.
"Morning!" You say cheerfully.
He lets go of his grip on the pillow and throws it to the floor. He runs his fingers through his messy hair and looks at you again. You move closer to him and lay your arm across his chest. He wraps his arm around your shoulder. He runs his fingers up and down your back, all the way up to your hair and tangles his fingers in your hair. He kisses the top of your head and turns on his side.
He looks at you before saying anything.
You can feel yourself blushing and bite your lip to hold back from smiling. All you say back is, “No.”
He nods his head and you hold his face in your hands to stop him. He puts his hands over yours and pulls them down.
"Please believe me, you’re perfect," he pleads.
You just sigh and roll your eyes at him. You turn away from him and pull the blankets over top of you. He grabs you by your hips and pulls you back into him. He puts his arm around you and you intertwine your fingers with his. Feeling his soft, rhythmic breathing against you puts you to sleep with his tight grasp around you.
oh my god wow this is awful
and also not really sorry for updating because i have a life lol so
but its vvv short cause i still have to do my english paper that shaun is forcing me to finish and i know hes reading this so ily bye
can you do one where your crush is really shy and its his birthday so you want to do something special for him (;
You’ve been friends with (Y/C/N) for years and you’re closest to him than anyone else. He’s been there through your shitty boyfriends and you’ve been there through his slutty girlfriends. You’ve developed feelings for him over the years and they’ve grown to an unbearable level. You have to let him know how you feel.
It’s his birthday and he normally doesn’t have a big thing but you somehow convinced him to have a small party. Some of his own friends show up, along with friends of you and him. Yet you’re the only that he is having stay the night. You’ve stayed at his house multiple times before, but this time was gonna be different.
He sees you talking to one of his friends and watches you carefully. He tries to ignore it but he can’t help but worry.
You walk over to him to talk to him about the party.
"Hey!" You say.
"Hey," he says, and his face lights up.
"Are you having fun?" You ask and take a drink of your soda.
"Yeah, it’s pretty good. What were you talking about with (Y/C/F/N)?"
"Nothing really, why?"
"I dunno, by the way, he’s cheated on 3 of his girlfriends," he informs you.
"Really?" You ask surprised, "Thanks for lettin’ me know," you say and lightly slap his shoulder before you walk over to your friends.
"Thanks for coming," (Y/C/N) says to his last guest before they leave.
You situate yourself on the couch and take a deep breath.
"Now that wasn’t so bad, was it?" You tease him.
"Nah, I guess not."
He comes over by you on the couch and sits next to you.
"Oh, I almost forgot! I have to give you your present!" You exclaim.
He laughs and sits up straighter. You stand up and look at him.
"You have to come in your room for it."
He looks at you and tries to hold back a smile, while still confused.
"How come?" He asks.
You grab his hands and try to pull him up.
"Just come onnn!"
He eventually stands up and you lead him into his room and you shut the door behind him. He stands there waiting for you to say something.
"Take your shirt off," you command.
"I said, take your shirt off!" You say laughing at him.
"Why do you want me to take my shirt off?"
You sigh and roll your eyes and give him an exasperated look.
He looks at you again and smiles.
"Fine," he replies, finally giving in.
He lifts his shirt off over his head revealing his chiseled torso.
"Good," you say.
He stands there and waits for you to say something more.
"Now off your pants," you command also.
He looks down at his pants and grabs his belt.
"Like, take them off completely?"
"What is this fucking present?" He asks restlessly.
"Just take off your stupid pants."
He hesitates at first but eventually undoes his belt and slips them down.
"There, are you happy?"
"Yes," you say walking towards him, "Now are you ready for your present?"
"Okay, last thing, just close your eyes."
He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. You walk closer to him and put a finger under his chin and lift his jaw up.
You bring his lips to yours and wrap one hand around the back of his neck. He pulls you closer to him. You kiss down his jaw to his neck. You softly nip at his skin. He runs his fingers through your hair. You kiss down to his collar bone.
You hands roam down to his boxers and you tug at them.
"W-wait, (Y/N), are you sure we should be doing this?" He asks.
"Do you want your present or not?"
He rolls his eyes and you continue to kiss his chest. You pull his boxers down and his member springs up.
"Sorry," he says.
You roll your eyes and grab him. You lightly stroke him up and down with one finger. He looks down at you and waits for you to do more. You swirl your tongue around the tip. He bites his bottom lip and watches you carefully.
You eventually take most of him in your mouth and pump the rest with your hand.
"Fuck, (Y/N)," he moans.
You push him to the back of your throat and hold it there.
"Oh god, just like that, baby."
"You like that?" You ask.
"So much, yeah."
You push him back again and hold it for longer. You take him out and pump all around him slowly.
"Ugh, f-faster, please."
"Y-yeah," he breathes out.
You quicken your pace and tell he’s about to cum.
"Fuck, I’m close, (Y/N). Keep doing it f-fast."
You take him back in your mouth and he thrusts into you, hitting the back of your throat each time. He throws his head back and you feel him climax in your mouth. His warm liquid slides down your throat. You ride him out before coming back up to kiss him.
"Happy birthday," you whisper in his ear.
IM REALLY SORRY FOR USING LIKE AN ACTUAL DIRTY GIF, I HAD TO INCLUDE ONE THO, BUT IF YOU DONT MIND ME USING THEM THEN LET ME KNOW PLS ILY
hiii i love your blog so much omg so can you write an imagine where you and your crush are in a love/hate relationship and you two are arguing and he kisses you to make you shut up ily
You went over to (Y/C/N)’s house to hang out with him. You had gotten closer in the past few months and hung out weekly. You developed a small crush on him as you grew to know him better.
The two of you are downstairs watching TV on the couch. You weren’t really nervous or awkward around him anymore. You learned to be yourself with him.
"Hey, what are you doing Friday?" He asks
"I told you, I’m going to see family."
"Oh yeah, I forgot."
You roll your eyes at him and look back at the TV.
"Why did you roll your eyes at me?"
"Because I’ve been talking to you about it for like a week, that’s why."
"Gosh, I’m sorry, I’m human. I forget things."
"I have to leave soon," you say, sitting up.
"Why? It’s still early."
"Cause you’re being a dick about it."
"I am not," he says getting defensive.
"Oh shut up, yes you are, and you know it."
"Whatever," he says.
"I would really appreciate it if you didn’t-"
Before you could realize what he was doing, you couldn’t stop him. He grabbed your cheeks with one hand and made you stop ranting.
"I’m being a dick, huh?" He says, inches from your face, staring into your eyes.
You nod your head and wait for him to do something. He looks down at your lips and back up at your eyes quickly.
"Are you gonna apologize to me or not?" He asks.
You pull his hand down, freeing your mouth.
Not even a second later, his lips are pushed against yours. His heavy breathing is filling the silence in the room. He pushes you against the back of the couch and you run your fingers through his hair. He pokes at your sides and you pull away from him. He stares at you for a few seconds and starts laughing. He lays his head in your lap and pulls a blanket over himself. You mess with his hair and run your fingers up and down his back until he falls asleep.
sorry this is so short haha
THIS BLOG IS MY FAVOURITE BLOG SO ID HATE TO BE A PEST BUHHH could you write an imagine in which your long term crush and you are close friends and you’re at the end of the summer fair with him and some of your guys friends and you guys are flirting the whole time and on one of the rides he kissed you and asks for a relationship PRETTY PLEASE WITH A CHERRY ON TOP
Hey I wondering if I could have a smut kind of imagine where we have been talking for ages and he picks me up by surprise with all of his mates in the car and asks me to drive them to a party. Then he takes me somewhere cute and could you make it really smutty. Love your account by the way <3
Shower sex in his house with his parents downstairs?
It’s a Saturday evening and you’re at the end of summer fair in your city. (Y/C/N) invited you to go with a couple of his friends too. You only got close within the past year. But he’s protective over you like a brother, makes you laugh all the time, and is an amazing cuddler. You’ve had a flirtationship for the past few months, and you’ve kissed a few times, but nothing serious. You wish he would make the next step because he still talks to alot of other girls in almost the same fashion. But you know he truly cares about you.
He’s been acting weird all night and you can’t tell what’s wrong. He’s almost ignoring and just paying attention to his friends. He suddenly looks past you then at you.
"C’mon, let’s go on the ferris wheel."
He grabs your hand and pulls you into the crowd of people and to the ferris wheel. You get on the ride and he pulls you close to him.
"Are you having fun?" He says and looks at you.
You only nod your head, because honestly you weren’t. He wasn’t paying attention to you at all and he was the one that invited you.
"Are you sureee?" He says, and pokes your side.
"I guess," you say and shrug your shoulders.
"What’s wrong? Did (Y/C/F/N) say something to you?"
"No, I just feel like you’ve been ignoring me."
"Awww, I’m sorry princess, it’s just because I’m nervous," he says, and grabs your hand.
"Nervous about what?"
He takes a deep breath and smooths his pants down with his hands and looks over the edge of the cart. You were sitting at the very top by now.
"Cause I really, really like you, that’s why."
"I know, and I like you too. But why is that making you nervous?"
"Cause I want you to be my girlfriend, that’s why."
He doesn’t look up at you. You hit him in the shoulder and turn to face him.
"What was that for?!" He asks confused.
"Because you’re such a dork," you say and cross your arms.
He laughs and looks at you.
"Is that a yes?" He says and gets inches from your face with a smile on his face
You laugh at him and uncross your arms. You peck him on the lips and smile.
"Yes, it’s a yes, loser."
You’re walking around with (Y/B/N) still at the fair, holding hands with your head on his shoulder.
"Do you wanna come back to my house?" He asks.
"Sure, that’s fine."
"Okay, well we’re gonna have to sneak in again because my parents are home."
You don’t have to sneak in because his parents don’t like you. They are just super protective and ‘don’t trust an attractive son like (Y/B/N) to be alone with a girl’, even though you and (Y/B/N) have never tried to do anything.
"Let me text (Y/B/F/N) and tell them that we’re leaving."
You’re in the car with (Y/B/N) driving to his house. He grabs your hand and intertwines his fingers with yours.
"Are you happy I finally asked you?" He asks to break the silence.
"Very, very, very happy."
"Good, because I was really fucking scared that you would say no," he admits.
"Why would I say no?"
"Because I thought that you would keep wanting to just flirt and have me as like your side hoe until you found someone that you really wanted to be with."
"(Y/B/N), I really want to be with you."
He looks over at you and smiles.
"Yes, and I love it when you call me princess."
He laughs and brings your hand up to mouth and kisses it gently.
"Hey, will you open the glove box and grab that?"
"Sure," you say, and open it.
You pull out a flask and shake it in your hand and hear the whiskey jumping around. He snatches it from your hand and winks before taking a big drink.
"If you’re going to drink that, then let me drive. I don’t want to get into an accident."
He pulls over to the side of the road and gets out and takes another drink. You pass each other in front of the car and he grabs your hips and pushes you against the car.
"You’re beautiful, you know that?"
You shake your head and he grabs your chin. He kisses you softly.
"You are. And perfect, and amazing, and smart, and funny and everything in between."
"And you’re lying," you say and kiss him again before walking over to the car door.
"(Y/B/N), hush, your parents are going to hear you," you say and turn around to face him.
He smiles and grabs your hips.
"They’re sleeping, (Y/N), it’s fine," he says slurring his words together.
"Jesus, you’re drunk."
"Nope, just in love."
You shake your head and lead him up the stairs and to his room where he flops onto his bed.
"I’m so tired," he says.
"Then go to sleep while I take a shower. I smell like whiskey and fair."
He doesn’t respond so you go into his bathroom and get undressed. You don’t bother to lock the door, just in case he has to get sick from all that he drank. You turn on the shower and make it particularly warm. You step in and realize that you have to use his boy shampoo and sigh.
You are startled to feel a sudden gust of cold air behind you and two hands turn you around quickly.
(Y/B/N), what are you d-“
"Shut up," he says and forces his lips onto yours.
He pushes you against the wall and pins your arms back. He grabs your jaw line and holds you there tightly. You can feel his semi on your leg. His hand goes down to it and you can feel it closer to your entrance. He pulls both of your legs up and around him and slowly pushes himself in.
"Ugh, fuck (Y/N), you feel so good."
He thrusts in and out quickly and your fingernails run up and down his back. Your moans fill the room and you can’t help it.
"(Y/N), shhh, princess," he says and puts a finger over your mouth.
"God, (Y/B/N), I can’t."
It’s hard to hold in your climax anymore and you release onto him. Feeling you reach your peak causes him to slam his hand on the wall and hit his high spot right after. He throws his head back and grunts. It’s hard for him to hold you up anymore. He presses you more against so he doesn’t loose his grip on you.
He breathes heavily into your ear and kisses your neck. He shuts off the water and carries you out of the shower. He wraps you up in a towel and holds you for what seems like forever. He picks you up again bridal style and carries you to his bed and gently lays you down. He lays behind you and wraps his arm around your waist and pulls you closer to him.
"I love you, (Y/N)."
You close your eyes and fall asleep next to the person you’re meant to be with.
still hate the endings of imagines or maybe im just bad at them
but i didnt really include the second request in this, i tried to with the whole driving scene but im sorry i still love you
send in some new requests boo boos
and wow this is long
omg i think im obsessed with ur blog i love it way too much!! I was wondering if u could do an imagine where u go to the cinema with your friends and ur crush is there… in the middle of the movie u decide to leave cos ur head hurted and then ur crush follows u and things just get really sweet and cute xx and he gives u an intense kiss (if u want u can extend it or something)
It’s Saturday night and your two friends invited you to go out to the movies and see 22 Jump Street. As much as you would love to enjoy sexy Channing Tatum, your head was pulsing and it was hard for you to focus on anything. You didn’t want to ruin your friends night by leaving but you needed to go home and rest.
"Hey, guys," you whisper, "I think I’m gonna take off, my head is really hurting bad, I’ll call my mom for a ride."
"Aw, okay boo, feel better!" (Y/F/N) says.
You get up and start to walk out quickly, trying to not block anyone’s view. You massage one of your temples as you walk out. You go the bathroom first and rinse your face to cool it down. As you’re walking out, you pull out your phone to call your mom when you bump into (Y/C/N).
"Oh, shit sorry, I wasn’t looking," you apologize.
"No, it’s okay, my fault. Are you leaving?"
"Yeah, I just don’t feel very good," you reply, keeping your eyes glued to the floor.
"Oh, do you need a ride? I don’t really care for Channing Tatum much anyway. He gets me pretty jealous."
You laugh and nod your head. “Yeah, I’d rather have you take me home than my mom.”
He smiles and tells you to follow him. You follow him out to the parking lot and walk to his car.
"Ugh," you groan in pain.
"C’mere," he says and holds his hand out.
You walk closer to him and he holds you gently by your neck and kisses the top of your head and smiles.
"Better?" He asks.
"No," you pout.
He laughs and kisses your forehead again and holds your hand all the way to his car.
You arrive at your house and you sneak him in, since your mom is sleeping. He follows you up the stairs and you shut the door behind you.
"Do you want like a glass of water or something?" He asks.
You shake your head and open your top drawer. You pull off your hoodie and jeans and stand in your bra and panties. You see him staring at you in awe.
"Can I help you?" You tease.
"Uh, no sorry," he says shyly.
You roll your eyes and put on a big t-shirt and walk over to your bed. He is still standing there awkwardly, with his hands in his pockets.
"Are you just going to stand there or cuddle me until I feel better?" You ask.
He smiles and slowly walks over to you. He grabs you by your hips and pulls you closer. He towers over you and you like it. You stand on your toes to come up and kiss him. He holds you tightly during the kiss.
"I should really go, it’s late," he mentions.
"Noooo," you beg, "Please just for a little bit." You pout your bottom lip, hoping to convince him.
He rolls his head back and bites his bottom lip. “Fine, but only for a bit.”
You’ve forgotten about your headache and crawl into your bed. He pulls off his shoes and shirt. You raise your eyebrows and he notices you glancing at him.
"What? I have to one up Channing Tatum," he utters.
You scoff and he gets into bed with you. He lays behind you and you lay up against his bare chest. You intertwine your fingers with his and he smiles. You turn to look at him and he leans down and kisses you again.
"You’re a cutie," he mumbles.
You scrunch your nose and smile at him. He kisses you again before you fall asleep on him, with him arms wrapped around you.
i hAtE tHe eNdInG oF iMaGiNeS
bye i love you
Smut (Part 2)
He throws you onto the bed and grins. You can see the lust in his eyes as he goes down to your neck and sucks gently. You can practically feel the hickeys form as he gets rougher and rougher. You moan his name and brings his head up to look at you.
"I like it when you do that," he breathes out.
You smile and push him over so you’re on top of him now. He’s only in his boxers and you can see him bulging through the thin fabric. You kiss him softly all the way down his torso, leaving sloppy wet marks. You gently pull down the fabric to reveal his full length. It springs up and you take it in your hand. You gently stroke it and stare into his eyes. He bites his bottom lip and gives you a sincere look, begging you to go faster. You kiss the tip and giggle.
"Please, (Y/N)," he begs, pouting his lip.
You slowly take him in your mouth and hold the rest that you cant fit in your hand and pump him. You swirl your tongue around as you bob up and down.
"Ugh, fuck, (Y/N), just like that. Keep doing that."
You try to take him all and he gets to the back of your throat and there’s still some left. You see him grab the sheets tightly and bite down on his lip. His eyes are closed and his head is back.
You take him out and come up to face him. He takes off your shirt and pants, leaving you in your matching bra and panties.
"God, you’re perfect," he moans.
He flips you onto the bed and pull down your panties and comes up to kiss you.
"Are you ready?" He asks.
You nod your head in certainty. He positions himself at your entrance and slowly pushes himself into you.
"Ugh, fuck," he says and throws his head back. "You feel so good."
You arch your back as he gradually quickens his pace and moves in and out of you with rhythm. He goes in deep with every thrust and hits your G-spot.
"(Y/C/N)," you moan out loudly.
"Shhh, baby, you have to be quiet," he says and puts a finger over your lips.
"Mmm, I can’t, (Y/C/N), you feel so good."
You can feel yourself getting closer and closer to your climax and he is too.
You groan with your mouth closed to quiet yourself, and arch your back again. You fingers scratch up and down his back and leave deep red marks.
"God, (Y/C/N), I’m gonna cum," you moan.
"I know, I- I am too, babe."
You can’t hold it in any longer and release yourself onto him which triggers him to also. He intertwines his fingers with yours and falls on top of you. The both of you breathe heavily on top of each other, trying to regain your breath.
"Best hotel sex," he says jokingly.
You laugh and he props himself up to look at you. He kisses you gently and looks at you again.
You hear the door open and someone walk in.
"Hey, (Y/N), did you get the- Oh fuck."
You cover yourself up quickly with the blanket and he hides himself also. Your friend covers her eyes with her hand and stands there.
"Did you guys just fuck?" She whispers.
You don’t say anything, but just grab the bottle of vodka and hand it to her, still covering yourself with the blanket. (Y/C/N) has now grabbed a pillow to cover himself.
"Thanks," she says, and quickly walks out, still covering her eyes.
You turn to look at (Y/C/N) and start laughing, still semi tipsy. He motions for you to come over and you lay next to him on the bed. He kisses you again before you fall asleep next to him.
hahahahha i hate smut endings wtf
sorry it took so long to update this but ya i hope you like it because i havent done full on smut in a while.
i have a huge headache bc its 1 in the morning
Omg fantastic blog. I’m obsessed. Can you do one where you’re at a party with your friends at a hotel and you sneak away with your crush to your room? Your friends then find you two sleeping naked together after the party? The middle is up to you!;)
It’s your best friends birthday and she got a hotel for you and your friends to stay in for the night, so there wouldn’t be a mess in the house. There is at least 15 people, but that’s all she really wanted, just her closest friends. Most of them brought alcohol to liven it up. She made sure to invite (Y/C/N) and a couple of his friends. Most of the people are sitting on the beds in the room and talking and laughing with each other, not caring about a single thing or if people complain about the music or if they have a massive hangover the next morning. Nothing matters.
You’re standing with your friend next to a dresser and your crush is standing directly across from you with his friend. You look at him and seductively wrap your lips around your straw and make sure that he was watching the entire time. Considering how much alcohol you had already consumed, you didn’t really care if you looked stupid or not. You see him purse his lips and look down before walking over to the two of you.
"This is a really cool party, (Y/F/N), happy birthday," he says, looking at you the entire time.
"Thanks, I’m glad you’re having a nice time."
You kick her leg, and she knows what it means.
"Have you met my friend, (Y/N)?" She asks nonchalantly.
"Yeah, I think I have actually. Don’t we have Calculus together?"
"Yeah! We do, I totally forgot," you say, trying to act clueless.
"Hey, (Y/N), why don’t you take your new friend and get a bottle of vodka out of your room? Sound good?" Your friend suggests.
You give her a wide eyed look but smile back at (Y/C/N).
"Sure," he says. "Lead the way."
You roll your eyes and she winks at you. You lead him to your room and he shuts the door behind you. You can still hear the music faintly through the cheap drywall.
"How long have you and (Y/F/N) been friends?" He asks, as he sits on the bed and it squeaks.
"Since 2nd grade, after she stole my crayons when I was trying to color in a picture of Pooh Bear. It was fate. We just started hanging out after that day."
"It’s so weird how that works, I became friends with (his friends name) in kindergarten because we were wearing the same shirt on the first day."
You laugh and sit next to him on the bed.
"I normally don’t drink this much," you say looking at the bottle, "but I didn’t want to be a total prude, so I’m doing it for (Y/F/N)."
"Hopefully you can hold your liquor, I don’t wanna end up trying to help a drunk, crying, emotional, stumbling girl get to her bed."
"I can take care of myself pretty well, there’s nothing to be worried about," you say. "We should probably bring this back."
"Or we could just drink it together here."
You smile at him and grab two shot glasses and pour them out generously.
"Cheers," he says, hitting his glass with yours.
You throw your head back and swallow it all and cringe.
"I will never get used to that taste," you say putting the glass down.
He laughs and lays down on the bed. You lay next to him and stare up at the ceiling.
"Why haven’t we ever talked before?" He quizzes.
You couldn’t really answer that question, because you didn’t know why. But with that full shot of vodka in your system you blurted out an answer.
"Because you’re hot and I’m not."
It’s silent for a second and he props himself up on his side to look at you.
"You’ve got that switched around, silly," he says and laughs.
"Ha! I don’t think so, buddy. Do you really think-"
Your interrupted with the taste of vodka on your lips again and the musty smell of Axe swirling around you. It’s hard for you to even move because he has himself now positioned atop of you so his body can move in rhythm with yours. Your fingers are lost in his hair and his shirt has removed itself from the equation. You run your fingers down his chiseled torso and unbutton his khakis. He lifts you up quickly and turns around so your up against the wall. His hands are grasped tightly around your thighs and your arms are wrapped around his neck.
this will be part 1 because it is almost 2 in the morning and im tired and have writers block, but this will continue into smut so bE PREPARED BOO BOO
and also, thank you for 5.5 <3
and also also, im sorry im posting it so late lolol