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Marks: A Klaus Mikaelson Imagine

Request from Anon: Hi there! Could I please request a Klaus x Reader were the reader is a werewolf and they are both really territorial of each other and really touchy?? Sorry if it doesn’t make sense!

So this is going to be a little suggestive, just in case you couldn’t tell from the gif. Hope this is okay for you lovely, and enjoy x 

She was his own personal canvas, one that he painted not with a brush but with his skin, with his lips, his tongue, his teeth. On her he painted words of love, of adoration, of desire. On her he painted pictures that would only be seen if he wanted them to, marks that were just for him and marks that would act his signature; that would tell the rest of the world that she was his little masterpiece. Priceless and unattainable. One of a kind.

If anyone dared to touch her, to try to claim her for their own, well, Klaus Mikaelson had no doubt that they wouldn’t live to see the light of day. 

He knew his signature, his marks on her, would soon fade, the powers of supernatural healing coming into play. She would leave similar ones on him, and as he looked down at himself, he saw that the ones she had left only moments earlier, the ones that claimed him as only and utterly hers, had already vanished. He smiled at that, knowing that soon enough they would be replaced, visible or not.

The marks they left on each other weren’t always of colour, instead remaining inside each other’s hearts, in their souls, the feeling of lips lingering on skin, of fingers tracing and touching everywhere they could reach, of that moment when they would become one. 

There was a string between them, sparking with electricity, drawing them closer and closer together until just being close wasn’t enough, a possessiveness between them that could sometimes cause more trouble than good. It sometimes cleared out the house, the Mikaelson siblings sensing the tension between them, the need to have each other in any way they wished. It could cause fear on the streets of New Orleans, citizens of the city being terrified just to even look in the direction of the hybrid and the werewolf knowing that the slightest glance could spark that territorial aspect that resided in their animalistic natures. 

“What are you thinking about?”, Klaus looked up from his position in the doorway, arms folded over his bare chest. He could still feel her touches on his skin, the way she adorned him with her kisses, her nose trailing down his stomach on the way to places where he desired her most. He felt her teeth scrape against him as she left her mark, her tongue meeting his as she found her way back to his lips, his hand clutching her hair as he flipped them over, having his turn with her, using the other hand to take his time to explore the body that he already knew so well. 

Y/N lay in bed, the sheets barely covering her, one hand reaching up to stroke her neck, to touch where he had nipped at her skin, at that place where he knew he would get the most out of her. Her hair was ruffled, tangled by his fingers where he had held her in place after she had fallen to her knees, and her legs were exposed to him. He could see the echoes of his fingerprints on her thighs when he had gripped her tightly, the bed not having been the first choice of location the first time around. 

He looked at her eyes, bright and loving, staring up at him as if he was the only thing that mattered. He knew that was certainly how he felt about her. He looked at her lips, licking his own as the craving to kiss her overtook him, one that he would have to hold back, but only for a little while. He thought about the breaths that had escaped those lips in their moments together, how she had said his name as if it carried her life force, how in those final moments it had sent him over the edge, something he would never get tired of feeling. 

“Only you,” he walked over to the bed, lying beside her and pulling her close. A hum of satisfaction escaped him as she placed a gentle kiss on his chest, her fingers reaching up to drum against his tattoo. The sheet covering her had slipped slightly, and as Klaus looked down to kiss her head, he caught a glimpse of what awaited him if she continued to touch him like she was. He had never wanted anything more. 

The drumming on his chest was soon followed by another kiss, this one longer and deeper, and when Klaus felt her teeth at his skin once again, a fellow artist at work as she created another mark on him, that familiar pull of possessiveness clawed its way into his brain, into his blood, into his soul. The arm that was wrapped around Y/N slid down her back, his finger tracing her spine causing her to squirm in his grasp. He took the opportunity to tilt her head up towards him, capturing her lips in his own. 

He devoured her in an instant as the two found themselves in a familiar position. Hands and mouths soon wandered, bodies and souls moving together as hearts became one. 

Klaus painted on his canvas once again, leaving his marks all over her, letting the world know that Y/N was his masterpiece. 

And that he was hers. 

Masterlist

bae

➟ Why is it so hot how he raises his chin?

saving this for later

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the avengers (2012), avengers infinity war (2018)

It’s not just men who think they are entitled to sex or a woman’s body. 

Just Yoongi Things 🎹

It’s finally Yoonki Min’s turn 

I have always had a spot soft for Yoongi (& Namjoon) since 2013 & nothing can change my mind about them

Like he’s just such a talented, soft & wonderful person, my heart just swells with so much pride & love for this man 

Min Yoon Gi, 민윤기

09.03.1993, Pisces

Yoongi was an underground rapper & producer 

Used the alias GLOSS as an underground rapper

A part of an underground rap group, DAEGU TOWN (D-TOWN)

Auditioned & joined BigHit in 2010 

He originally auditioned to become a producer

He had to choose between eating or using the money for utilizing public transport

He used to save up money by either skipping meals or walking to his destinations instead of taking the public transport to save up for equipment to compose & produce 

He used to sell his songs & sometimes he did not even get paid for some of his songs 

During one of his deliveries, he got into an accident & injured his shoulders

He did not tell anyone despite being in pain, fearing that if he did, BigHit would let him go & he would not be able to debut as a part of BTS 

IT’S 2AM & I’M FUCKING CRYING, to think he went through so much (& he still has to go through so much) yet he’s such a loving & kind soul

I NEED HUGS 

He trained for 3 years before debuting

His parents opposed to his dreams

But now, they are the most supportive people in his life 

That clip of him doing a full bow to his parents during HYYH Epilogue & crying makes me bawl EVERY. DAMN. TIME. 

His Mother is savage but it’s so cute when Yoongi talks about his Mum 😂 

“My Mum told me she adopted me from under a bridge” 

We all know where he got his savage side from 

“I always wanted to nap in another country ”

In 2014, on his birthday, he handmade gifts for 300 ARMYs, writing cute messages for them as well

In 2015 as well, he took pictures & wrote messages for 39 lucky ARMYs 

Basketball King 

Epik High is very meaningful for Yoongi 

Epik High’s Fly was one of the reasons he became a rapper

How cute is it whenever he talks about Epik High & their friendship 

AGUST D = SUGA backwards + DT (daegu town) 

YOU HOES BETTER BE LISTENING TO HIS MIXTAPE 

IT’S A FUCKING MASTERPIECE 

Namjoon mentioned in his ‘Mono Behind’ Vlive that Yoongi has some tracks like do you see how they love to spoil us & see us suffer 

If this is what suffering is, I’m ready to suffer for eternity 

“Infires?” “Infires man” 

“Inspire mannn” 

*rolls down the sand in Dubai* “Andwaeeeeee valhalla”

NO LISTEN, NO MATTER HOW SAVAGE HE IS, HE’S STILL A BABY TO ME (even though he’s older 😂)

Min Holly’s Dad 

Brags about Holly all the time 

“I’d like to introduce you to my lover, this neck pillow right here” *shows off neck pillow proudly* 

Raises his leg on the pool table & plays 

The time he thought Jungkook wanted to hold his hand but he just wanted the mic 😂

*in his deep ass voice* Bultaoreune~

When he sang Awake, my vocal king 

He talked about his insecurities when it comes to dancing & singing & how he’s not a good singer nor dancer

*insert every single Seesaw performance* BITCH WHERE? 

“OMG HE’S LIKE JAY-Z OMG” 

“Yeah I’m bad boi” 

“Hey baby what’s poppin” “Yeahhhh baby” 

Dude’s love for Chucky, I was so entertained when he dressed up as Chucky 😂

Kumamon enthusiast

Did you see him run & hug the Kumamon mascot? Like please that video added 10 years to my life, cutie

“I wish to reincarnate as a stone in my next life” 

Finally made his debut on SBS Gayo Daejeon 

He does not shy away from talking & writing lyrics about mental illness

Wrote lyrics about his social phobia & depression 

Have y’all watched clips of him playing the piano? I can watch him all day 

The way he gets so engrossed in the music & closes his eyes while swaying to the music subtly  

He’s absolutely ethereal

His gummy smile just melts my heart 

When he cried after BTS won Artist of the Year, ahh I still remember watching that moment & being so proud of them 

When he won a MMA as a producer, he was so overwhelmed & shy 

ARGH HE DESERVES IT SO MUCH MY BABY 

His goofy side 

Like please he makes me laugh & roll my eyes so much ILOVEHIMSOMUCH

When he nags at maknae line, it’s so adorable 

That RUN ep where everyone kept touching his neck despite his threats 

Honestly, I wanna mention every single song he composed & produced 

But Tomorrow was the song that made me realize that I was falling in love with BTS as a group & the members individually

Like that song means so much to me cause they released Skool Luv Affair during one of the darkest times in my life & that song made me reach out for help

Jin is the only member who can put him back in his place 

They were roommates for such a long time 

Cuties 

YOONJIN!!

God he’s so whipped for Hobie 

Like the love he has for Hobie is so sweet & makes me so soft 

How he appreciates Hobie and Hobie’s energy 

I love how he gets so hyped with Hobie & he’s so smiley & goofy

J-HOPEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Argh I love Sope/YoonSeok 

“I lived with Namjoon for 8 years” 

When Namjoon hugged him while he was crying during MAMA & thanked him, making Yoongi cry even more 

PLEASE MY HEART, I LOVE THESE TWO SO MUCH LIKE I WILL FIGHT PEOPLE FOR THEM, I WILL PROTECT MY BABIES 

NAMGI FOR LIFE    

He’s such a softie for Jimin 

“I guess Jimin dislikes me” 

YoonMin

Holds hands whenever he’s with Tae 

Omg that clip where he kicked Tae on his chest on the couch 😂I died laughing 

TaeGi

Co-owners of future lamb skewer restaurants 

Jungkook is his kid  

The way Kookie carried him in their Summer Package in Saipan 💜

SugaKookie

Honestly, he’s just such a talented & special person 

He has gone through so much yet he chooses to live each day with so much love & how he shares his journey with us 

Be it through songs, lyrics or just interviews 

I cried while writing this cause he’s just been through so much & I just have such a soft spot for this man. I’m so happy he’s getting the love & recognition he deserves 💜

A/N:  Please let me know your thoughts in the comments/ask box cause it means a lot  🙂

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he looks so pretty and he’s not even trying

SUB BOY THOUGHTS ABSOLUTELY ,,,

sub!tsumu who falls so easily into subspace. like he gets so dumb and vulnerable for you, completely entrusting his body to you. he lets you use and play with him all you want, and all he can do is babble and cry and thank you over and over again.

and when he’s overstimulated he gets really, really dumb. when you have him sat with his back to your chest, holding him to you, a hand tugging and rolling at his nipples, the other fisting at his cock endlessly. you’re unforgiving as you pull orgasm after orgasm out of him— his legs are trembling, flopped lazily onto the bed because he no longer had the energy to try and fight you and clamp them close; his eyes are crossed, his face and chest are flushed, his cheeks damp with tears, lip quivering as you messily stroke at his cock. his cock’s a mess too, just drenched in cum and spit and it hurts, hurts so bad, but he can’t help but want more, more, more—

do with this what u will bb i just had to share he’s always heavy on my mind 😓

LIKE PUTTY | MIYA ATSUMU X GN!READER

warnings: 18+, sub!atsumu, gn!reader, overstimulation, rimming, fingering (m!receiving)

a/n: sal you spoil me rotten.

"c'mon babe, i can't," atsumu sobs. tears are streaming down his flushed cheeks and his pink lips are bitten raw from all the times he tried to quiet his own noises. he's brainless—every silly little thought of his gone and replaced by the way you just won't stop stroking his cock, making his muscles tremble under your touch. it feels so good it hurts, and his mind is torn in an endless battle of trying to sneak away from the sensation or thrust towards it. "i can't cum anymore," he cries, voice uncharacteristically high and whiny, "i'll die."

"so dramatic," you tsk, the hand that's not playing with his cock coming up across his chest to wrap around his neck. "stop talking, you're distracting me."

atsumu chokes on a garbled moan as you twist your hand around his shaft in a way that makes his thighs shake. he jerks forward, only to be pinned back to his original position by the fingers digging into either side of his jugular. “not my cock,” he rasps, grasping helplessly at the blankets below him. “not my cock, please not my cock. i can’t, i can’t, i can’t—”

his words taper off into a breathy exhale as you release his length, hand coming to rest along the inside of his thigh. “not your cock, hm?” he nods dumbly, even the slight movement making his eyes swirl with dizzying colors. 

“please not my cock,” he slurs, drool pooling at the corner of his lips. his hazy eyes search for yours, pleading. “’nywhere else, jus’ not my cock.”

“aw, anywhere else?” you coo, letting go of his neck to thread your fingers through his hair. shuffling back, you put a hand on his upper back, tenderly pushing him forward until he’s on his hands and knees, back arching. “how ‘bout this cute ass, then? you mind if i play with it?”

he spreads his legs wide, allowing you to kneel between the back of his thighs and mold the flesh of his ass. his body’s too tired for him to balance his weight of his forearms, so he’s like putty below you, responsive and willing and unable to fight the pleasure you give him.

“no,” he responds, muffled by how his face is pressed into the sheets. “touch me... there. please.”

“there you go,” you purr. “telling me what you want.”

atsumu’s ears practically perk up at the telltale sound of the bottle of lube being opened. you lather up a couple of fingers and he keens, a sound that’s torn from his chest, as you circle his rim. he subconsciously wiggles his hips, trying to get you inside him already, and you scoff, giving him a sharp slap on the ass and making him whine.

“don’t be bad,” you scold, punctuating your order with pinching his flesh.

“sorry,” he snivels, “sorry. jus’ want it so bad, y'always make me feel so good.”

you lean forward to kiss the back of his neck and he shudders at the affection. “i know, baby,” you whisper in his ear, sending shivers down his spine. “i’ll make you feel good, don’t worry.”

you ease all his concerns by pushing your fingers in all the way to the third knuckle and he thrashes, nothing but hiccups and moans pouring from his mouth. his tight hole flutters around the intrusion and you grin, prodding your fingertips along his prostate and watching how his knuckles whiten.

“oh god,” he wails. “oh,” you pull your fingers out completely, before immediately thrusting back in, “god.”

you push and pull in and out in a steady rhythm, and just when atsumu starts to get comfortable, just when he starts shifting his hips back to meet your fingers, you add a third, forcing his eyes to roll back.

“you think you could cum just from this?” you purr, other hand rubbing circles along his lower back. “you think you could cum just from my fingers in your ass like a slut?”

he replies instantaneously, a garbled “yes” spilling from his lips as easy as air from his lips. “i’m your slut,” he mumbles. “and you feel so,” a fourth finger joins the other three, “so good, fuck!”

you let your fingers fill him whole, refusing to pull them out and instead just rotating your wrist and letting them press fully against his prostate. “that feel good? huh?”

“fuck, i’m gonna cum,” he says in a hushed tone, hands clenching into tight fists. you hold down on the bundle of nerves and he gasps, fighting to get air into his lungs. “gonna cum so hard.”

“do it, baby. be a good boy ‘n cum.”

“gonna,” he chokes out, before taking a sharp inhale of breath and spilling cum all over his thighs and the bed below him. his shoulders are wound tight—you can see the muscles constricting under tan skin as he pushes himself farther into the bed, hips rolling in a sad attempt to grind his cock onto something. “fuck,” he whimpers as you fuck him through his orgasm. “holy fuck.”

you gently massage the tense muscles in his back as he comes down from his high, panting with heavy heaves of his chest. “that’s a good boy,” you murmur, giving him a peck on the cheek. 

you cradle his face with your palm and he nuzzles farther into the touch with a small hum. ignoring the squelch of cum below him, his eyelids flutter shut and you visibly feel him relax, exhaustion catching up with him.

“that’s a good boy.”

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