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a niall oneshot

The Sound of Your Love

this was originally posted on niall’s 23rd birthday

word count: 4764

warnings: sexually explicit content

Do you ever hear one of those sounds, a sound that trickles through your skin and pricks every nerve, every sensation that your body is able to capture and hold onto. A sound so intricate and particular that it sits in the deepest part of your chest, pumping through your veins and swirling around your beating heart, wrapping it in the memory of your senses so that every time you heard it, the emotions would all come crashing back. The goosebumps would rise over the tiny hairs of your arms and across the back of your neck, the air would cinch in your lungs as you struggled to maintain a steady breath and the pupils of your eyes would dilate, overpowering the bright ring of color and helping your mind picture the exact thing that was producing the inescapable sound that was slowly settling in your ears.

His voice was that sound for me.


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Sigma Chi Boy (Grayson x Reader)

Summary: It seemed like frat boy Grayson couldn’t get enough of you. And quite frankly, you secretly loved the attention.
Word Count: 2,061
Warnings: Drinking, parties, mentions of sex.
A/N: Wrote this a while back and just found it in my drafts. Who doesn’t love fratboy!gray, though? :’) Let me know if you liked this and want a part two! (Already written!)


It seemed like he was everywhere. It was secretly pleasing me, but I refused to let it show. Instead, I acted like it was bugging the hell out of me because I’d rather get hit by a bus than give him the satisfaction of knowing that he had any kind of effect on me whatsoever. Simply because he was a frat boy in the Sigma Chi fraternity house, where every guy who lived there was a douche bag.

Grayson and I had slept together twice, and at first it was nothing but hate and annoyance radiating through us both. We’d had too much to drink, and it had ended up with both of us in his bed and we were pretty good at ignoring it and pretending like it had never happened. But then we ended up together again and I swore to myself that it would never happen again because even though I had some feeling for Grayson, it would never happen. He was too much of a player and God knows how many girls he’d had in his bed before me. Sure, there was a certain sexual tension between us which I refused to even acknowledge and it had him running after me like a little puppy, craving my attention and I basked in it, because it was fun teasing him. That didn’t mean I liked him though.

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One long car ride

Harry Styles - 1514 words (smut)

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“Harry..” I whine, throwing my head against the seat as I try to kick my shoes off. Harry wanted to visit Liam and Niall, who were enjoying their time off in some sort of beach hours fucking miles away. Of course he decided this at six in the evening, so we had to drive the whole night to reach our destination. I was bored out of my mind, H not wanting to put the radio on, and he himself being awfully quiet since we left.

“Yeah babe?” I decided to kick my shoes off, my bare feet resting against the dashboard of Harry’s car, my free hand dangling out of the window. I am bored out of my mind and I’m ready to jump out of this riding death trap and meet Satan in hell.
“I’m bored.”

“It’s just a couple more hours babe, you’ll be fine.” Harry sighs out as he gives me a quick smile before averting his gaze back towards the road. We were the only one out, seeing how it was like two A.M., darkness surrounding us except for the lights of the car that illuminated our way. I started fidgeting with my fingers, the only thing I wanted was to enjoy Harry for the few days I had him all by myself, and now we’re leaving to spend those free alone time with the people I actually wanted to get away from. Don’t get me wrong, I love the whole band as if they were my brothers, but a girl has needs, you know.

I remember the night when H came home from tour, I had bribed my roommate into leaving the premises for the rest of the night. Harry knows exactly where to touch, with what pressure, and don’t get me started on that tongue of his. The boy is pure magic.
My eyes involuntarily close as I rethink the very welcome memories, the feeling of Harry’s fingers ghosting over my wet core as I wriggle and beg for more, beg for him to take me as he pleases. He had gotten even more fit, strong and muscly, I couldn’t do anything but to try and touch every single square centimeter of skin.

I opened my eyes again to see that Harry did not pay attention to me, a song stuck in his head which he hummed along to, his fingers tapping along the steering wheel.
I could feel my heart beating faster, my knickers wetter and my hands trembling to touch him. But I’m fairly certain that if I tried anything right now we would get into a fight, which isn’t something pleasant to look forward to if you’re still stuck in the same car for the rest of the night. I guess I’ll just have to help myself out.

My fingers fiddle with the straws of my sweatpants as I glance once more towards H, still nothing. I let my hand glide into my sweatpants, closing my eyes as I let my fingers toy with my slit, my mind bringing me back when Harry was banging me, the headboard shaking against the wall as his grunts vibrated through the air.
I bite my lip, letting one of my fingers slip into my core as I lean back a bit, opening my legs a little to give myself more access. I didn’t care about Harry anymore, if he wasn’t going to pay attention to me, I would pay attention to myself.

I could hear my breathing get heavier, that along with the gravel on the road the only thing being heard. Harry was still tapping the steering wheel along to an imaginary beat, and I let my imagination run freely.
What if he just pulls off the road now and shags me against his the hood of his car? I could be moaning into thin air, begging for more and nobody would even notice.

“Mm.” I accidentally let a little moan slip out as I buck my hips up, my mind giving me vivid images of what could happen. All of the sudden the beating of H’s fingers stop and I can her him scrape his throat. “What are you doing?”
I cock one eye open, trailing it over his shocked yet amused face.
“What does it look like? You ignore me so I’ll help myself out.”

“Fuck.” Harry curses and I moan freely now bucking my hips up to meet my own touch as I can hear Harry curse once more.
I am shaken from my own little world when I feel the car come to an abrupt stop, and I open my eyes to see Harry staring at me.
“What’s wrong H? You wanted to be there by nine, so don’t you think you should step on it?” I blatantly state, still annoyed that I couldn’t get my alone time like I had wished for all those months.

“I- Fuck.” I let my eyes fall onto his jeans, the tight clothing straining against his growing bulge and I smirk as I raise my eyebrows before meeting his eyes again.
“You like this?” I slip my hand from my own knickers and crawl on top of Harry, my back resting against the steering wheel as I let my fingertip trail over his collarbone, my lips wetted by my tongue every couple of seconds as I kept his gaze.

I press my core down onto his aching crotch, cupping his neck with my cheek. “Answer me H.”
“Ye-yeah. Fucking hell.” His hands come up to grab one of my breasts but I quickly slap his hand away, pinning them to the side of his car seat.

“You didn’t want to touch me before H, so you can’t right now.” I chuckle darkly taking my shirt of slowly, exposing my breasts to Harry since I couldn’t care less to wear a bra if I was sitting in a car all night. His eyes almost pop out of their sockets as he tries to touch me again but I growl and his hands fly back down, his puppy dog eyes coming out as he pouts his lip at me. I ignore it, pushing my sweatpants down before pulling Harry’s jeans and boxers down in one swift motion to his knees.

My fingernails scratch over his hips as I rid him of his shirt as slowly as I can, my hips in meanwhile circling against his exposed cock, slicking him with my arousal and his pre-cum. He was a groaning, withering mess underneath me and I had to take all my willpower in me to not just ride him immediately. He deserved to be toyed with.

I kiss, lick and nibble my way up on his torso towards his jaw, licking a stripe up his neck before I let my teeth sink into his sweet spot, Harry by now a groaning, muttering mess underneath me. “Please, please.”
“Please what H?” I smirk, stilling the movements off my hips as my nails continue their movement over his abs.

“Let me fuck you.”
Instead of answering him, I let myself sink down onto his cock, a hiss drawn from his lips as he closes his eyes and leans his head against the car seat.
“Mm H.” I moan out, riding him by circling my hips, and I grab his hands and set them on my waist and he takes that as his cue to kick in.

Within a second his grip tightens, enough to bruise, and his hips start to meet mine in short, quick thrusts. Both of us are panting and moaning profanities, and this is what I’ve wanted, some alone time for us to connect, not the sweet and innocent giggly H but the one that’s passionate and rough with me.
His hands grab my breasts and by now I’m bouncing on his lap by just the motion of his hips, I’m a mess, moaning his name over and over again as I reach my high.

It doesn’t take long for Harry to finish as well, his arms immediately snaking around my waist as he hauls me into his chest, his ragged breathing warming my neck as he tries to regain his breath.

“I missed you.” Harry breathes out in pure bliss, my own lips leaving tiny kisses near the nape of his hairline, my eyes closing at the smell of vanilla and sex. My favorite scent on H.
“I did too H. Really.” My nails scrape his neck, up to his hair to pull there lightly as he lets out a breath he had been holding in.
“I’m sorry I’m dragging you across the country, Niall and Liam just really like you and were complaining they want to spend some time with their best mate.” My heart flutters at the realization that his best friends, band mates and practically his whole life actually enjoys my company and wants me around.
“I don’t mind babe, as long as I’m with you.” I wink and let my lips catch his.

Lots of love,
L. xox

Infatuation (pt9)

Originally posted by qt-taehyungssi

“His gentle laugh filled the air around us, and he gave me a tight squeeze, using his free arm to ruffle his hair. Looking up at him was a blessing if I was being completely honest. Even in this terrible lighting, his tan skin glowed and his eyes twinkled like tiny stars. I relished the feeling of his arm wrapped snuggly around me, and I reached my arms around to hug his waist. I didn’t care what it looked like, Taehyung was my friend, and if I wanted to hug him then I would.”

Genre: Fluff | Angst
Members: Taehyung x Reader, Jimin x Reader
Word count: 4063

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Some art class selfies~ (I look like crap and my eyes are red because I haven’t slept in weeks and I’m sick ok ignore that. Also I don’t usually wear lipstick IGNORE THAT ALSO I SWEAR MY LIPS ARENT THAT TINY) I’ll try to do the actual selfie tag soon. Aka my iconic gif selfie tag lmao

Middle Names

An Eddie Redmayne one shot.


For the hundredth time that night, I found an exasperated sigh escape my lips. “Eddie!” I called. No answer. I groaned and rolled over in bed. “Eddie!” I tried again. Still, no answer. “Eddie Redmayne get your ass to bed!” Nothing. “Edward!” I heard shuffling from the living room, but still no sign of Eddie. “Edward. John David. Redmayne.” I yelled. A light chuckle came from down the hallway, and soon Eddie was in the room, his presence making all of my exasperation evaporate.

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Neighbours part 2; C.H.

You can read part one right here.

“What the hell is up with you today? Do you even hear me?” My friend Sophie groans in my ear as I see her hand wave in front of my eyes. I blink briskly for a few times, turning my head towards her general direction as I mumble out a ‘huh’. 

“You’re unbelievable. What’s wrong?” Daisy rolls her eyes as she loudly chews her gum. 

 "Nothing’s wrong. I’m just thinking, ’s all.“ I let a tiny smile grace my lips as my gaze catches Calum again. He’s sitting almost on the other side of the hall, laughing along with his three friends. “You know; one day they’ll notice who you’re so smitten about.” My male friend, Jordan whispers in my ear. You can just hear the smirk form on his lips. 

 "Oh shush, I’m not smitten.“ I roll my eyes, threading my fingers through my loose curls, shaking them up the slightest bit. 

"You know, I’d secretly do him if I were you. Sadly, none of those boys,” Jordan motions his head to Calum and company, “well, they aren’t gay.”

 "You have enough of jocks-in-experimental-phase to keep yourself busy. Grant me this one, will you?“ I sigh, raising an eyebrow as I turn in my friend’s direction. I only receive an eye roll in return as he lets himself hit the back of his seat. 

 "Okay, listen up. Party at my house tonight. Bit more secluded. And Y/n,” Tom addresses me personally, “you better show this time. It’s always the same with you.”

My eyes widen and I let my flat hand hit the table, the sound of my ring on my middle finger hitting the table chiming through the filled hall. 

 "I can’t help my parents won’t let me go, Tom. Stop being a bitch, I have a life outside of your boring parties.“ The whole group hollers at my comeback and I’m sick of even being here. I’m sure other people had actual, real friends and were enjoying themselves a lot more. This felt like a daily one-hour torture. 

 My gaze flicks back over to Calum as I slump in my seat, Tom mumbling something about me being a bitch and I see Calum already staring at me. Well I just yelled throughout the whole hall and I’m sure he heard what I had said. 

He surprises me by raising his thumb in the air, silently asking if I were okay while he raises his eyebrows in wonder. I shrug my shoulders in response and bite my lip, shaking my head as I focus back on my sandwich in front of me. 

 "Y/n! Are you fucking kidding me?” Tom’s voice squeaks loudly through the dining hall again and I can feel all eyes on me. I raise my head, jaw locked in an angry manner as I can feel my eyebrow twitch. 

“Can you keep that hole of yours shut long enough that I can enjoy my meal in silence, Tom? You think you can do that?” I seethe, all eyes glued on this exchange. 

 Tom is simply gaping at me as I push myself upright, my lips pursed as I nod towards Jordan. “I’ll probably text you later.” And without another word to any of them, I stalk of towards the back, throwing my lunch in the thrash with a dramatic dunk as I hear the doors fall closed behind me with a loud, hollow thud. 

 I couldn’t help that Calum stroking himself was all that had clouded my mind today. It hasn’t helped when I saw he was wearing my favourite shirt on him, along with the tightest skinny jeans I might have ever seen on a male. His bum looked so incredible in those pants and I was doing it again. I sigh as I let out a breathless, humourless chuckle and let my back hit the brick wall rather forcefully. 

 "You okay there?“ I completely tense up when I hear his deep voice, my core responding immediately as I think back of the words he had spoken to me yesterday. 

Enjoyed the show?

 "I - uh - yeah. Yeah I’m fine.” I relax my tense features and grant Calum a tiny smile. 

“Tom’s a dick.” Calum suddenly blurts, looking down and biting his lip. He seems to be refraining from speaking up but when he does my eyes widen in shock and amusement. 

“But you have been distracted lately..” He lifts his gaze to meet mine and his eyebrows raise, the smirk on his lips only growing when I don’t respond. 

 "I can’t help myself. Like when someone gives me a show, I can’t help but watch.“ I shrug my shoulders nonchalantly, my own grin breaking through. Calum shakes his head but can’t keep the smile off of his lips as he backs away. 

"Glad you’re okay though, Y/n. See you in physics.”

 I can’t help but keep staring at the spot where Calum had stood five minutes ago, my brain taking over last night’s events, along with his words just now - was he flirting?

 I drag my bum over to physics, two hours of torture for everyone else, but not for me. I didn’t understand it enough for it to be torture for me. I see Sophie and Daisy sit in the front and I almost growl at the sight of them. Then I spot Calum and his mate Luke, sitting near the back. There’s a spot behind Luke and I pick up the pace to claim that. 

 "Y/n! What are you doing? Come here!“ Daisy whisper-yells over towards me while waving her arms in the air like a lunatic. I roll my eyes and focus on the notes from yesterday, the homework I didn’t do thanks to Calum. 

"Uh-oh. Troubles in poppy paradise?” Luke grins as he leans back, upper body turned towards me. I lift my gaze and see Calum furrow his eyebrows at me as well. 

 "Not that’s any of your business but I enjoy some peace and quiet every once in a while.“ I huff out, keeping my eyes trained on my notes as I desperately try to fix this exercise I should’ve done yesterday. 

"Aren’t you feisty today.” Luke starts, turning his upper body more towards me, his grin changing into a smirk and I’m ready to smack him across the head with my calculator before Calum comes to my aid. 

 "Luke, leave her alone. She doesn’t have to be with her mates, has she?“ Calum raises an eyebrow in Luke’s direction as Luke’s eyes widen. I see Calum glance towards me and I purse my lips, giving him a tiny smile and a nod of my head. 

"Since when are you so protective of her? She’s just a neighbour and one of the populars, Cal. Damn.” Luke rolls his eyes and turns to the front of the class, ignoring me and his best mate. It seemed as if Luke was insinuating that Calum had stood up for me before and the thought alone makes my heart swell.

 "Here.“ Calum slides his answer sheet towards me, my teeth sinking into my lip as I try to hide the wide grin from breaking through. 

"One-time deal, Y/n.” Calum shakes his head with a laugh and I start copying his notes, making a mental note to thank him profusely later. 

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“Calum!” I yell down the otherwise empty street as he flashes me by on his board. I hear the wheels of his skateboard screech as he comes to a halt and I jog up to him, his foot still on his plank. “Yeah?”

 "I haven’t thanked you properly for helping me out. If I don’t get my grades up, I’m screwed.“ I shake my head as I look at the floor, seeing Calum’s battered old vans adorning his feet. 

"Ah, it’s nothing Y/n. Don’t worry about it.” He hoists his bag higher up his shoulder, ready to turn around before his head seems to click. 

 "Did you get anything from the class today?“ I shake my head no as I bite my lip. I was sure to fail this class this year and I really dreaded telling my parents I had failed yet another class. 

"I don’t know why. I used to be pretty decent. I think I got dumber.” I shrug my shoulders as I start walking again, passing Calum on my way towards our street. 

 "I know you’re smart. You just need another learning method.“ Calum catches up to me, his skateboard underneath his armpit as he steps into pace with me. "I wish I knew how when where and whatever because I am not spending my summer revising physics.” I groan, throwing my head back and I feel my hair tie slip from my pony tail. 

 Calum is quick to bend down and retrieve my hair tie for me, granting me an amazing view from his round, toned bum. I let out a sigh and my eyes widen as Calum raises back to his original height and he gives me a cocked eyebrow. “You okay?”

I ruffle my hair as I take the tie from him, smirking when I see him give me a once over as I flip my head to redo the pony tail. 

“Oh I’m just great, Cal.”

 "Want to do our physics homework together?“ Calum suddenly asks when we’ve already walked half of the route in complete silence and both of our houses come into view. I contemplate whether or not this is a smart idea, but I do need some help with my class and spending more time around Calum isn’t something I would mind at all. 

 "Yeah, uh, sure.” I grant Calum with a toothy grin and follow him up the steps into his own house. The house seems vacant as he yells to no one in particular that he’s home. 

Calum motions his head for me to follow him and I tentatively take slow steps up towards the first floor, probably towards his bed room. 

 He drops his book bag onto his bed, skateboard disappearing underneath, but my gaze is locked on his opened window. From here, you had a clear view into almost all in my bedroom - including the en-suite bathroom. My eyes widen dramatically when I realize Calum might have seen me naked way more times than I can imagine and I hear a chuckle in my right ear as he stands directly behind me. I can feel his presence, his whole body almost touching me but not quite.

 "You aren’t the only one with a view, dear.“ I’m completely frozen, by the revelation I just received but also with Calum being so close to me when all I had done since yesterday was thinking about how hot he looked while stroking himself. 

 "You knew?” I breathe, biting harshly on my bottom lip when his fingertips start tickling along my lower back and hips, feverishly awaiting Calum’s answer. He hums in return, head still next to mine as I let my eyes flutter closed again. 

 "You were wearing a skirt yesterday. Don’t you think something like that gets me… Riled up?“ Calum breathes against my neck, his lips brushing along the skin on my shoulder as he lets his hands rest on my hips. My complete body is in shivers and I open my eyes and keep my gaze trained on the window, seeing my own bed clearly from where I’m standing. I can’t help but let my eyelids droop closed as he bites down onto the tender flesh where my neck meets my shoulder, slightly falling backwards against Calum’s frame. 

 "I - uh -” I stutter, trying to keep my eyes open as my fingers lace with his while his hands roam over my stomach. “Wiggling your ass. Watching me when I come home. I have to say, it kind of turns me on. You being such a voyeur.” Calum laughs breathlessly against my neck and I could feel my cheeks flame like no tomorrow, trying to pull away from Calum in embarrassment. I never thought he would’ve seen me. 

 "I’ve watched you play with yourself too, Y/n. Don’t worry. Maybe you should close your curtains if you didn’t want the horny male next door to get off on your moans.“ Even though the embarrassment is still very much present, his words arouse me rapidly. Calum was an attractive guy and my ego could only be stroked when he admitted he enjoyed me

 A soft moan slips past my lips and I feel Calum tense up behind me. "Oh, you like that?”

I hum in return but squeak out when his teeth sink into my neck, probably leaving a mark. My fingertips dig into the backs of his hands, one of his hands creeping up to rest between my breasts. He pushes me closer with that hand, feeling his hardening cock press against my back. I can’t help but arch my back just the slightest bit, pressing my bum flush against Calum. 

 "I never thought I’d get any more than that quick look.“ Calum breathes, drawing my attention away from the lovely assault on my neck. "Why?” I mumble, grinding my hips against him which draws a deep throated moan from the tan male. 

 "I’m a band geek? You’re probably the most popular girl in school?“ His voice goes up in the end, indicating he was questioning me rather than granting me the information. 

"Maybe but you’re an amazingly hot band geek.” I growl as I turn around, pressing my breasts against Calum’s front and smack our lips together. Calum takes a few moments to respond, but he relaxes into the kiss and soon he’s fighting me for dominance, his fingers clawing at the exposed skin near my hips. 

 "Y/n…“ Calum breathes apprehensively, pushing at my hips to detach me from his body. I raise an eyebrow, pursing my lips as I wait for him to speak. 

"Maybe this isn’t such a good idea. I mean I don’t want to single handedly ruin your rep.”

 "Why is everyone so focused on reputations? I don’t care that you’re not in our friend clique, I want you. Now.“ I growl and press myself back against Calum, drawing a chuckle from his lips and he guides me over to his unmade bed. 

 I drop onto said unmade bed with a hollow thud, letting out a giggle as he crawls on top of me. His face lingers inches above mine, our lips merely brushing. A few months ago I wouldn’t have even thought about making out on Calum’s bed. Hell I wouldn’t even have thought I’d ever get a chance to talk to him outside of our neighbour barbecues Joy hosted. And even then I never actually spoke to him. 

 I can’t take it any longer and pull him closer to me by the neck, pressing our lips together briskly. I moan into Calum’s mouth, his tongue already swiping along my bottom for entrance. I pull my legs up, Calum dropping between them and I let my foot glide along his calve. I can’t keep still as I curve my hips up to grind against Calum’s pelvis, making Calum moan into my mouth. 

 My hands wander over his toned, muscular back towards his bum and I give it a rough squeeze. I have always wanted to do that and I can’t help myself when I smile against Calum’s lips. "What?” He breathes as he retracts, opening his eyes, slowly blinking as he licks his dry lips. 

 "Nothing.“ I chuckle, pulling him back down and pressing my hands to his bum so his hips would run against mine. I curl my chest up into him and now he retracts again, only to let his lips kiss along my jaw to my neck, to the valley of my breasts. He starts unbuttoning my shirt along his way, cupping my breasts through my bra and I let low moans escape from my lips. 

 He continues his way south, popping the button of my jeans and dragging them along my legs. I pull his shirt near his shoulder to imply I wanted it off, and Calum easily obliges. 

He cups my core through my underwear and I loudly moan out, grasping the sheets as I can feel the red hue crawl onto my neck and cheeks. 

 "That’s it sweetheart, let the neighbours hear who makes you feel this good.” He groans as he hooks his fingers in my underwear, slowly dragging it down my legs and exposing my core to him. He throws my legs over his shoulders as he kisses along my thigh, sending tingles throughout my whole body. 

 He wastes no time in pressing his lips against my clit, making me gasp out loudly as my fingers curl into Calum’s hair. He lets out a laugh against me, sending the vibrations shooting up my spine. His fingers toy with my entrance and I’m already a mess when he presses one finger into me. 

 I’m not sure if it’s because I had been hot and bothered all day or Calum knew what he was doing – probably both – but I was rapidly approaching my impending orgasm. 

“Cal I -”  Calum abruptly stops his assault, giving one short lick to my clit with the tip of his tongue before he sits back up on his knees. 

 "Oh no, you’re not coming now.“ I groan, fisting the sheets and involuntarily pressing my hips up, hoping he’d let me come with his gentle assault with his tongue. 

Calum takes his sweet time undressing in front of me, pushing his jeans and boxers down his long legs. He walks over to his dresser to retrieve a condom. As he slides it on, he lets his gaze wander over my exposed body and I squirm underneath his gaze. 

 "Oh how I’ve thought about this.” Calum mumbles, kissing my collar bone as he lines himself up with me. “Did you -?” I question, racking my nail along his chest as I wait for him to answer. 

“Think about you when I jack off?” He hums and I can feel my core tingle just as he presses himself into me, making his name fall off of my lips in a whisper. 

 His thrusts are rather rhythmical in the beginning, but when he hits the right spot inside of me I can feel my orgasm rapidly appear again. When my nails dig into his bottom, Calum groans out loudly and he picks up the pace, his hips moving in irregular sharp motions. “Oh Cal -” I moan his name loudly, arching my back into him as he pounds into me. 

 "That’s it, baby. Let them know I make you feel this good.“ Calum groans as I see his biceps twitch. He isn’t far from orgasming as well and I bring my hand between my legs to run along my clit, clenching around Calum’s throbbing cock. 

 "Y/n… God.” He groans gruffly, slamming particularly hard into me and I spiral into my orgasm, clenching my eyes shut and chanting Calum’s name over and over again. Calum keeps chasing his own orgasm and when it hits, his arms give out and he falls into me with a loud thud, a groan leaving my lips as my whole body tingles. 

 He rolls off of me and discards his condom in the bin, rolling back onto his back and turning his head to grin at me. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted that.”

“Watch out, I might outdo you.” I grin, kissing his pectoral as I throw my leg over his exposed crotch. Calum makes a move to pull the blanket over us both, his arm thrown over my shoulder so I can lay on his chest. 

 The night had come rather quickly, dawn already parted as I gaze out of Calum’s window. I turn towards Calum, letting my nails rake along his chest to gather his attention. His eyes open slowly, blinking a few times as he focuses on my face. 

“Ready for round two?” I grin, biting my lip as I crawl on top of him. 

“Don’t you have a party to go to?” He mumbles as I crawl down the bed, lining my head with his already twitching cock. I can’t help but lick my lips in anticipation. 

 "I’d rather finish this party.“

anonymous asked:

I didn't know where to send this so any one who can help with this pls so hum I just experienced the most weird thing. I was laying on the dark to sleep and suddenly my body felt weird, out of proportion, my legs seemed faaar away, my head giantic, my lips and feet tiny and my arms too, idk like a view from a very fucked up angle?? It lasted for a while. Somebody has experienced something like this? I'm kinda of a little scared idk 😕

hi!

i’ve experienced this too. frankly however i’m really not educated on the side of negative sleep symptoms, but i can assure you that this has happened to me before. i just can’t really tell you why and how it happens because i don’t know myself!

if anyone knows what this is please send an answer through my inbox, because i’m curious too :-S

Don’t actually remember who tagged me for this, sorry!💕

Relationship Status: Single

Favourite Colour: today? blue🔵

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Last Song You Listened To: inner ninja by classified

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Top 3 Characters: I don’t pick favorites.

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Magnetic

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Words: 586


I let my head fall against the palm of my hand as Tony droned on about something boring yet again. It was always boring when he went on a tangent about his scientific findings. None of us really cared except Banner who was currently missing from the tower. That left Tony to ramble on to everyone else in the house.Leaning back in my chair, I stretched my arms above my head, and my hands collided with the refrigerator. A small, colorful object bounced off my head and fell into my lap. A magnet.

I idly twirled the tiny magnet between my fingers while I tried to pay attention to Tony’s speech. It was no use though. I couldn’t find it in me to care about a single word the man was saying. Seconds away from throwing the magnet at his head, I caught sight of the man sitting beside me. Bucky’s left arm rested on the table, and I felt a smile pull at the corners of my lips. Carefully, I attached the tiny red magnet to the inside of his bicep. I raised my hand to my mouth and bit my finger to hold back my laughter.

I was now determined. How many magnets could I stick to his arm before he either caught me or Tony was done rambling?

I was currently sticking magnet number 12 to the back of Bucky’s arm when Steve kicked my shin under the table. Biting back a pained sound, I gave him a look that said what the hell? He gave me a stern look and motioned to the back of his friend’s arm which was now a rainbow of magnets. I smiled brightly at him, and Steve just shook his head. “Excuse me, is there something you’d like to share with the class?” Tony asked, zeroing in on Steve and I. We both shook our heads, and Tony continued on.

I’d actually run out of magnets before Bucky noticed or Tony was done talking. Everyone knew what was going on at this point, and they all tried to contain their laughter as I stuck magnets to a clueless soldier.

Finally, Tony had finished his ramblings, and everyone retreated to their rooms for the night. Bucky was first into our room, and he made a beeline for the shower. I waltzed over to our dresser, pulling out my pajamas for the night. I tugged my shirt over my head, and from the bathroom, I heard, “What the hell?!” I guess he’d finally found my art project. The door flew open, and Bucky stood in the doorway, stark naked. His left arm was in the air, showing off the colorful array of magnets I’d stuck to his arm earlier. “Did you do this?” He pointed to his arm.

I bit my lip, choking back my laughter. “And if I did?” I questioned.

Bucky fixed me with an annoyed look. “Just help me get them off,” he sighed.

“But you look so cute like that. Rainbow really suits you.”

Bucky rolled his eyes and motioned for me to help him take the magnets off his arm. In a few minutes, all my hard work had been undone, and the floor was littered with the tiny objects. Fixing me with a stern gaze, Bucky pulled me into a hug. “I love you, but you are such a pain in the ass sometimes.”

I chuckled and wrapped my arms around him. “I love you too. Now go put some clothes on.

14. Captive Heart, Captive Mind

(Bucky X Reader)


Summary: Reader had been imprisoned for over five years and cut off from her powers for most of that time. She is ready to give up when she is given one more mission by the mysterious group she has been captured by.


Author’s Note: I’m sorry it’s been almost 10 days since I posted part 13! My show opened this week and homework came crashing down on top of me. University is so fun sometimes. I just haven’t been myself as of late. ANYWAY I had a really hard time writing the SMUT. I rewrote it more than 10 times and I’m still not sure how much I like it, but I hope you do! Otherwise I have missed this reader so much. It’s been to long since I’ve been able to sit down and write her. She speaks to me so much. I hope you enjoy!

*Side note- in light of recent personal and public events if you ever need a safe haven to talk or rant, I’m here. I hope I can always be here for anyone who needs me.


Warnings: TW Rape/Sexual Assault history and anguish. Cursing, SMUT! HUGE CLIFFHANGER- I’M SO SORRY

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“Y/N.”


I looked up into Bucky’s eyes and I could see his pupils growing as his eyes met mine. That beautiful shade of blue that had been the bane of my existence for so long was bearing into me. I felt the warmth creep into my face and the bumps cover my body as I shuddered. The tension grew between us, waiting for one of us to do something. The eagerness we had on the drive home left us and hesitation filled the space. We were standing in my bedroom at the foot of the bed. We weren’t touching, but we were close. So painfully close.

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The Drug I Was Missing (Draco Malfoy x Reader)

Request: Hey! Could you do a Draco x Reader with 20 and 17 from your prompt list?

Prompt (s): #20 “How would feel if you got your heart out of your chest with just four words?” #17 “Babe plea-” “You’ve done enough damage.”

RATING: R. Please read at your own risk.

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Warnings: Heavy Cursing. Rough and Graphic Smut. Angry Draco. Consumption of alcohol and mention of Alcoholism. Drugs.

I don’t support people turning to drugs and alcohol to help with problems, although at the moment it seems hypocritical  (you’d know if you were talking to me) and if that happens or has happened to you, please come to me or reach out for professional help.

I couldn’t believe it. Draco and Astoria. Draco and I have been together 8 months and I was told he was cheating on me, by my best friends. Pansy was holding me as I sobbed my heart out, as for Blaise, he was hunting for Draco. Blaise and Pansy who had been together for little over a year, had gotten Draco and I together. We all went on a double date. It was amazing and started one of the strongest and most amazing relationships Hogwarts has ever seen, but even the strongest things break.

But here I am sobbing, because those four words ripped my heart out. “Draco’s cheating on you.” Repeated in my mind over and over again. Speak of the devil, Draco had just walked in through the common room portrait before his eyes landed on me. He rushes over to me and tried hugging me.

“Babe ple-” “You’ve done enough damage.” I snapped at him “What are you talking about?” He asked confused.

“Don’t act like you don’t know. How would you feel if you got your heart ripped right out of your chest with just four words Draco?! Huh?! You’re fucking cheating on me! With a skank who’s a year younger than us. I thought you fucking loved me! You made me belive that you loved me for eight months, EIGHT FUCKING MONTHS DRACO.” I screamed at him, pouring my heart out. I was tired, exhausted from crying and beyond livid.

Draco grabbed my wrist and I tried tugging it out of his vice-like grip but there was no use. He dragged all the way to my dorm so we could talk in peace, or as peaceful as we could get. “I am not fucking cheating on you, Y/N. She kissed me to make her ex jealous. He was walking by and she did it with out warning. I tried pushing her off but Blaise and Pansy came at the wrong time and I know looked bad but you have to belive me!!” He pleaded. I sighed. “I don’t know if I can. But now, we’re on a break until further notice, give me time to think this over.”

He walked out of my room with tears streaming down his face and it took every ounce of energy in me, not to hold him close. I fell to the floor with my back against the door, letting my head the door with a soft ‘thud’. I just kept in crying. I was so in love and invested in Draco, all for it to fall apart.

*three weeks later.*

It’s been three weeks since the notorious break up. Everyone around Hogwarts knew about it, including the teachers. As for Draco and I, well we were either drinking or smoking away our feelings. I sat in my room with a half empty bottle of muggle booze, Vodka, I think and a joint between my lips. Marijuana had a funny taste but fuck, did it ever make you feel good. Pansy and Blaise were genuinely concerned Draco and myself. We were in the same fucked up state of mind.

A thick and heavy cloud of smoke surrounded me. The stench of alcohol and weed rang through my room like perfume. My thoughts were clouded and inane. I hadn’t been able to cry, it’s like my tears ran dry. I missed Draco. I missed the way his touch would ignite sparks throughout my body or the ways his voice would send shivers down my spine. I mainly missed the way he made me happy and the way he held me close and told me how special I was.

I loved Draco more than anything. I still do but I can’t bring myself to go back to him. I was sitting on my bedroom floor still, I’ve been sitting here for 45 minutes, a mixed cd if The Red Hot Chili Peppers, The Killers, Nirvana, Sum 41 and The Offspring that my sisters muggle born friend made for playing from some muggle contraption quietly in the background. I sighed looking through the scrapbook Draco gave me on our four month anniversary.

Draco’s P.O.V

I was hurt and angry. I missed Y/N. I smashed the insane amount of bottles that once and still contained various types of alcohol against the wall. I was in the middle of drunken rage. With a flick of my wand, everything was cleaned up. I walked to her dorm and burst in.

I noticed that the smell of alcohol and some muggle drug hung low in the air. She looked at with bloodshot eyes and flushed cheeks. “What do you want Draco?” She asked flatly. “You back. Us back. I miss us.” I said sadly. “What if you hurt me again. What if this all some elaborate plan to get me to trust me again and just break my heart all over again, and you really don’t love me.” That pushed me over the edge. “Y/N L/N, I fucking love you WITH ALL MY HEART!! I’M TIRED OF DRINKING THE DAYS AWAY. I JUST WANNA WASTE THE DAY AWAY WITH YOU. I don’t wanna watch you drink and smoke the rest of you life away. I don’t want you hurting yourself.” I snapped. “That sounds like a Draco problem.” She said sarcastically.

“Now can you go so I can clean up and nap.” She asked irritated. I waved my wand and the mess and smell were gone. I also summoned a sobering up potion from my room. “I want you to be sober for what I’m about to do.” Despite the anger I was feeling, I still wanted her to be okay. After letting my feelings out, I felt sober.

She hesitantly but gratefully took the potion and downed it. She began to look healthier in a mere second. After she tossed the empty bottle aside she cocked an eyebrow as if she was asking what do you want. I hadn’t realized we were so close until I felt her hot breath fan over my lips.

I closed the tiny space and locked our lips. Merlin, I missed this. I was still angry with her. She bit my bottom lip slightly, knowing it drove me mad.

Y/N’s P.O.V

I tugged on his lip as my hands roamed his body. He pressed hot and sloppy open mouthed kisses all over my neck. Sucking on my weak spot. I moaned as he left marks. My hands found their way to his growing erection. “See what effect you have on me love?” He growled into my ear. I felt him nibble on the sensitive skin.

“Jump.” He instructed against our locked lips.. I felt his hard member against my lower region as he carried ne to my bed. He threw me down and and ripped off my skirt and rubbed my clit roughly through my thin, lace panties. I was dampening quickly from his touch quickly. He moved the garment over and very harshly thrust a finger in. “So wet for me. So beautiful too.” He said against my neck. I was positive there was purple marks all over the skin. With his skilled fingers and the pleasure of his kisses, I was ready to cum.

I felt a breeze ove my body and then it dawned on me, he used silent and wandless magic to rid me of the rest of my uniform. Without any prep or any warning he slammed into me. As pulled out slowly and quickly and harshly thrust back in, by nkw I was full on screaming his name. My eyes rolled back into my head. With one had clutching the sheet and the other digging into his flesh, leaving deep scratches that would be there for days, you wouldn’t be able to tell by looking at me that I was still angry.

His grip on my hips got tighter and I was sure there’d be bruises. When I felt his still fully erect cock twitch against the walls of my heat, I knew he was close. He kept thrusting roughly, possibly even more rough than before until he was about to cum. With the knowledge in my head, I flipped us over with strength I never knew I had. I started bouncing up down as quickly as I could. With his hands on my hips holding me tightly and making sure I hit my g-spot everytime I came down, I came fast and loudly. I screamed his name as I rode out our highs and layed against his sweaty chest. I felt lightheaded. The sex was so rough and pleasurable that it took me to higher places than Marijuana could. He made me feel better than ecstasy. He was my drug. The drug I was missing.

“I still love you Draco, I sure as hell hope you realize that, I’m just scared that I’ll get hurt again.” I mumbled against his cheek. “Oh, Y/N, I won’t hurt you. I promise. We can take it one step at a time. Please just give me another chance.” He said with uttermost sincerity.

“Fine,” I said proudly. “Since that sex was so convincing. We really should have angry sex more often.” He just chuckled. I yawned and he said “Go to sleep baby, I’ll be here when you wake up.” And with that I fell asleep on my lovely boyfriend’s chest to a steady heartbeat.

Not in the mood : harry styles smut

You were sitting on the couch & harry walked up behind you & put his hands over your eyes. “Guess who” he says softly. “Uh, harry" round to the couch & sits next to you, puts his hands on your bare legs
& moves his hand up your leg.

“harry, stop” you say pushing his hand off your leg “come on, please” harry said giving you that puppy dog face you couldn’t say no to, but you didn’t feel like having sex, so you firmly told him no. “NO harry,” I said scooting away from him.

He scooted closer to me & smiles at me & winked. He took my hair & moved it away from my neck & started to kiss my neck gently, I wanted to say no.. but I couldn’t resist him. I bite my lip as his warm tongue kissed my neck gently.

“Your going to enjoy this Y/N ” harry said slowly removing my top, he throws it on the floor & take his hands & feels my chest… he takes my bra & unhooks it at the back.. he smiles at me & stares at my boobs, I could feel my heart beating.. but In a good way, he winked at me & started to suck on my boob, gently biting it. I moaned just a little & bit onto my bottom lip a tiny bit.

He stopped, looked at me & winked.. he took his hands & started to unbutton my skirt, he slid it off.. he bite his lip & ripped off my panties.. he started to touch my vag gently feeling it.. he layed me down on the couch & lifted my legs up.. he bent down & started to lick my vag softly.. he swirled his tongue around, he started to lick faster with more speed, I gasped & bit onto my lip as it felt so good. I started to play with my boobs[; I closed my eyes & put my head back in pleasure..

he picked up his pace & licked me out like never before.. “OMG. HARRY” I moaned loudly at him.He bit my vag very gently which made me gasp again. He stopped & looked at me.. He smiled, I then whispered to him “It’s my turn” & winked., I got up & took his jeans off, I slowly slid off his boxers. I could see he had a boner.

I took his dick & felt the bigness of it. I bit my lip once again & bent my head down, I started to lick the tip of his dick “Uh” he moaned softly. I licked his dick up & down, swirling my tongue around it. I finally stuck it in my mouth.. I started to suck on it slowly.. gradually getting faster & faster.. by that time I had Justin moaning. “OH BABY” He shouted at me. He took my head & started moving it in time with me. I pushed his dick hard & fast in and out of my mouth, “Im about to cum” He said letting a little grunt out. “You do that baby” I said stopping.. he took his dick & shook the cum off every were. I had a little bit on my mouth. He winked at me & wiped it off with his thumb & stuck it in my mouth for me to lick off.. I licked all the cum off, he stood up off the couch & picked me up.. he carried me upstairs & put me down, we walked to the bedroom, I slammed the door shut & harry sat down on the end of the bed, “come here sexy” he said winking at me.. I did what he said & sat down next to him.. I went to get ontop of him.. he stopped me. “Nuh uh baby we need a condom first”[; he said getting a condom of out the drawer.. I stopped him & smiled at him “we don’t need that” I said getting on top of him as his hard dick went in my vag, “Oh-My-God” I moaned as it went in me.. “You like that baby” He said smiling at me.. I started to bounce up & down on him making the bed move against the wall.

“baby go Faster” he moaned at me.. “anything for you” i winked & bounced up & down faster.. “OH HARRY, OH YES” I screamed at him, He grunted & moaned too. My eyes rolled back & I put my head back in pleasure.. “FUCK YEAH” I shouted, gripping onto his shoulders.. He stopped & got slower & slower.. we slowed down & harry layed me on the bed, as he slowly slid his dick my wet vag. “Ohhhh” I said gasping as It went in me.. “Get ready baby” he said pushing his dick in me hard making me moan.. I took my hands & placed them on his sweaty back, I scratched his back gently with my finger nails. “OHH HARRY. OHH” I screamed at him.. Yes screamed.

He started thrusting his dick in me & going faster & harder. He started to kiss me passionately on the lips.. he stared deep into my eyes & I couldn’t help but close them.. “Uhhh” harry grunted, “HARRY” I screamed from the top of my voice.. My legs started shaking, My lips started to tremble & I started to sweat even more. He started to slow down a bit, biting my lip softly, He moved my hair away from my neck & kissed my neck, he started to bite on my boob„ putting my nipple in his mouth.. he started to suck on my nipple.. he started to fuck me again.. even harder & faster this time, i was starting to tremble even more, this feeling was just too good. I gripped onto the bed sheets & bit on my lip very hard leaning my head back on the pillow.. “harry harry harry” I moaned loud.. He pushed his dick in me hard one last time, he stopped took my nipple out of his mouth & looked at me, I opened my eyes & looked at him.. we started to kiss softly & gently..

I love you he said up against my lips.. I looked at him as he rolled off me. “& I love you, more than anything” I said resting my head on his pounding chest, he stroked my cheek & played with my hair. He put the blankets over us & we cuddled.. “Happppy anniversary Y/N” he whispered to me quietly.. I just smiled & closed my eyes[:

Future- Daryl Dixon Imagine

Requested by Anon

Request: Imagine where Daryl comes home to find you asleep on the couch. He thinks about his future–his future, with you.


AN: I thought this request was so freaking cute and couldn’t wait to do it. I love Daryl and thinking of him like this was amazing. And I wish I didn’t make it so short either, maybe once I get some more free time I’ll rewrite and make it better.


“You’ll be safe out there right?” I asked Daryl, standing on the porch with my hands stuffed into the pockets of my jeans.
“Always am.”
“Make sure Aaron keeps an eye on you,” he let out a snort. “I’m kidding just…be careful okay?”
He nodded, “I will, you know me.”
“I’ll see you later.”
He kissed my forehead, “Don’t worry, alright? You stress out too much when I’m away.”
“It’s hard not to stress but…I know Aaron is a good partner and I know how good you are out there, so maybe I’ll relax a bit.”
“I’ll believe it when i see it.”
I laughed, hearing Aaron call Daryl from the fence, “You better go.”
“I’ll be back, you know I will be.”
“Go, before I make you stay.”
“I’ll be back tonight, don’t wait up if you’re tired.”
“I won’t.”

But that’s what I did. As soon as I finished my daily chores I curled up onto the couch and waited for him to return. Normally I would’ve already headed up to bed but he was later than normal. He was usually back by the time the sun set but that was hours ago. It was most likely past midnight when my heavy eyelids closed and I passed out right on the couch.

                                              DARYL
When I walked through the front gate of Alexandria, Rosita gave me a look, “Y/N was worried sick.”
“We ran into some trouble,” Aaron said.
“Did she go out looking?” I asked.
“No, we made her go to the house and try to rest.”
“I’ll head over there now, you can report to Deanna that we didn’t find anything right?”
“We can do it in the morning, I want to check on Eric.”

When I walked into the house, slight snores reached my ears. My lips pulled into a tiny grin before walking into the living room, seeing Y/N snuggled on the couch, holding one of the green pillows in her arms.
I kicked my shoes off before going over to her and crouching down next to the couch. She stirred slightly, mouth parting before beginning to snore again. Staring down at her, I thought of what we could do together, what we could be. We were always a good match together, even if we were a bit stubborn at first, but once we got used to each other, we were nearly inseparable. Sometimes I wondered if it weren’t for our current circumstances if we would’ve gotten married, maybe even had children. Options we didn’t want anymore, at least the second one, it was too dangerous. But it was nights like this that made me think over everything we’ve been through and things we might go through together. Both good and bad.
Y/N stirred again and her eyes met mine, “Daryl.”
I smiled, “Did I wake you?”
She shook her head, “No, but I’m glad I woke up.”
“Me too.”
“What are you thinking about?”
“Nothin’,” i replied back.
“That look on your face, that’s your thinking look.”
“Just about everything that’s happened, things that could happen.”
“Don’t beat yourself up over it.”
“Not all bad.”
She reached up and touched my cheek, “Good.”
“Let’s go upstairs, get into bed.”
“Okay.”
I stood, holding out my hand which she took, leading her upstairs up into our bedroom, “I’m going to wash up, go ahead and get back to sleep.”
“I don’t want to.”
“You’re tired.”
“And you just got home, I want to wait and fall asleep next to you.”
I leaned down, kissing her, “I’ll be quick.”
When she laid into bed I smiled, disappearing into the bathroom.

AN: I know this probably isn’t what you asked for Anon and I apologize, I’m kind of having an off writing day :/

Title: in which bucky doesn’t feel the same way (part 2)

Pairing: bucky barnes x reader | friends!avengers x reader

Words: 891

Warning: mild curse words

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I had been moping the whole day, eating ice cream, eating everything that was stored in the fridge. The team had been knocking on my door one by one checking up on me but I’d just groan and ask them to leave. Well that was until Bucky came to check up on me.

“Hey, you okay?”

I choke on my ice cream and fell off my bed racing to the door. I look out the peephole and see Bucky waiting for a response.

I swallow my ice cream nervously before replying, “I’m fine.”

“Well then could you open up? I have something to ask you!” He says.

My eyes widen in horror, I sprint towards the mirror and adjust my hideous hair and tried making my face look less miserable and ugly. Deciding that my face wasn’t going to look any prettier than a doll at this current moment, I sigh opening the door, revealing Bucky in a suit.

“Nice tux.” I compliment with an awkward smile plastered on to my face.

Bucky chuckles, “Thanks. The guys have been ignoring me all day for some reason and I just wanted a friend’s advice on how I should impress Denise. Like this is my first proper date after everything I just want tonight to go perfect.”

My heart stings in jealousy as my tears threaten to roll down my cheeks. I pinch myself multiple times to stop the tears from leaving my eyes trying to keep my focus on Bucky.

“How about not going to the date?” I say, letting my conscience take control of my mind.

“Huh?”

“I was joking! Hah, it’s a joke.” I say awkwardly before clearing my throat. “What I was trying to say is… just be yourself. I mean, you’re an amazing person, Buck. Anyone would be lucky enough to go out with you. You’re smart, you’re nice, you have a cool metal arm and you’re definitely a keeper.” I smile.

He beams at me before hugging me, “Thanks. I could say the same to you, anyone would be lucky to have you.”

“Sadly, I don’t have an ‘anyone.’” I joke as my voice fades into awkward silence.

“You’ll find someone soon enough, who knows he might be right in front of you.” He smiles, using my mirror to adjust his suited tux. “Well, I gotta go. See you tonight!”

My shoulders drop in disappointment as I see Bucky leave down the hallway. I was about to enter my room when I realise the overwhelming presence of my friends surrounding the hallway.

“Guys, I know you’re there.”

Steve, Wanda and Natasha falls out of the coat closet looking at me innocently before their expressions were replaced with sympathy.

“Sweetheart.” Natasha calls out, rubbing my back. “You want us to kick his ass for you?”

“No kicking of Bucky’s ass!” Steve yells.

“Why not?” Wanda exclaims.

“Well, for starters, he’s my best friend!” Steve roars.

“He hurt her!” Wanda retaliates as she raises her arms.

“Okay,” Steve sighs. “You guys can beat him up but just not the arm, he’s still sensitive.”

“No one gets to beat anyone.” I interrupt.

“Why not?!” Natasha complains.

“I mean, why shouldn’t I be happy for him? If I like him, doesn’t it mean all I want for him is to be happy? And who am I to stop him from reaching a point where he doesn’t think of everything bad in the world?” I explain, a sigh escaping my lips when I finish my tiny speech.

Steve smiles at me giving me a small bearhug, “You’re an amazing friend.”

“I know.”

My alarm clock beeps incessantly. I growl angrily smashing it onto the floor. I lift my body off my bed and make my way down to get a glass of coffee.

“Good morning, sunshine. You look beautiful today.” Tony greets sarcastically, pointing out my horrendous hair.

“Thanks, Tony. I see you’re still an asshole.” I smile.

“Grumpy as always. Same old boy problems?”

I scoff as I grab a cup of coffee.

“If you’re this grumpy, I’d hate to be in the shoes of Bucky.” Tony chuckles.

“What do you mean?”

“He didn’t tell you? Denise ditched him last night. Something about her old boyfriend running back to her and shit.” Tony explains, shoving eggs down his throat as he toys with his watch.

“What? Where is he?”

“Up in his room, but be careful he said something along the lines of ‘if anyone comes into my room, I swear to God I’ll kill all of you’.”

“I think I’ll be fine.”

I walk over to Bucky’s room, seeing Steve outside his door begging for him to open up.

“There you are!” Steve exclaims. “Could you please tell this jerk to open the door?”

“Bucky…” I call out.

Bucky mumbles out my name loud enough for me to hear. He opens the door and pulls me in the room locking Steve out.

“HEY!” Steve angrily yells, banging on the door a couple of times before he gave up.

“Hey, you okay?” I ask.

“I’m fine.” Bucky mumbles. “Why am I fine?”

“What do you mean?”

“When she told me she wasn’t coming, I thought I’d feel devastated, I thought I’d feel crushed, but I felt nothing. Why did I feel nothing?” Bucky asks, his face in a frown.

“Maybe it’s because you didn’t like her as much as you thought?” I suggest.

“How? How do you know whether or not you like someone?”

I pause looking away from Bucky thinking about his words.

“Well,” I hum. “when I like someone my heart beats really fast when I’m around them and I feel like the whole world stops when I talk to them. I tend to mess up my words sometimes and everything about them becomes interesting to me even though it might be the most boring topic in the whole world.”

Bucky looks at me curiously, “Doesn’t that mean I’m in love with you?”

“What?” My voice cracks.

“Everything that you said happening to you, happens to me when I’m with you. Does that mean I’m in love with you?” He says, leaning closer to me.

“Are you okay? Did you hit your head last night?” I say weirdly, examining Bucky’s head of hair.

“I’m fine, just answer me.” Bucky says, grabbing my hands.

“I don’t know, Bucky. Just yesterday you were telling me you liked this Denise girl and now you’re saying there’s a possibility of you liking me? This isn’t a movie, Buck.”

Bucky calls out my name guiltily, “I only thought I liked Denise because she was the only person other than the “Avengers” to look at me like a normal person. She didn’t scream when she saw my metal arm, she didn’t ostracize me and maybe I got so caught up in the idea that she might have liked me that I forced myself to like her.”

Bucky breathes and glances over to me, “Not until I realised yesterday on that date, I could’ve possibly been in love with the wrong girl the whole time.”

“What?”

“I lied. She didn’t ditch me, I ditched her. The whole time during dinner last night all I could think about was you. She realised I was off and when I told her the truth she told me to chase after you before you got away.”

“She did?”

“Yes. Please, just tell me… do you like me?”

“Bucky… I like you. I like you so much I’m surprised you didn’t see my burning eyes when you told me you were going on a date with Denise.” I joke.

“I’m sorry. Steve tells me I can get quite oblivious.”

“It’s okay. You’re here now!”

“Is there any way we can start over and just forget this all ever happened?” He says.

“I don’t think so, I’m actually quite happy where we ended up.” I answer, with a big smile on my face.

Bucky leans in and gives me small kiss on the cheek.

“I think I am too.” Bucky chuckles.

“Guys, can you let me in now?” Steve yells against the door.

Happiness? I Do: Chapter 2

TITLE: Happiness? I Do.

CHAPTER NUMBER/ONE SHOT: Chapter 2

AUTHOR: winterheart17

WHICH TOM/CHARACTER: AU Married Actor Tom

GENRE: Romance, Drama, Erotica

FIC SUMMARY: Everyone knows the making of a happy ending.  It starts with ‘hello’ and it ends with ‘I do’.  Or does it? What happens in between?  What happens after?  When Tom and Wednesday said ‘I do’, they believed it was their happy ending.  But 3 years down the road, everything has fallen apart.  That’s when they learn that ‘I do’ encompasses a lot of things, that marriage is hard work and just because two people love each other, it doesn’t necessarily mean they can make it till the end.  Now both of them have to ask themselves if it is worth it to hold on or is it time to let go?

Rating: M

Author’s Note: Jesus Christ! I’m sorry it took so long for the update but I’ve had to deal with some stuff.  Anyhow, I’m back now and I promise that I will update more frequently now! Alrighty…let’s start off with some erotica and fluff! I actually had a bit of trouble writing the first part, so I hope that turned out okay.  I would really appreciate any feedback on this story and I thank you all for your support and reading <3 Please note, gif under cut is a little NSFW.

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Not just a neighbor. (Michael Clifford)

Request: Michael smut based off of Mrs All American?

I pulled into my driveway to find my green-haired neighbor sitting on my front steps for the third day this week. I turned off the old, clunky minivan that my mom had given me when I moved from New York to Australia and slammed the squeaky door behind me, just to make sure it closed all the way.

“Go home, Michael,” I sighed, as he stood up. “Seriously.”

“Oh, come on, y/n,” He smiled as I walked to the mailbox to retrieve my bills. “I came to ask how your day was.”

“You sat on my steps for what, an hour?” I laughed, stepping up to my front door and unlocking it. “That’s borderline stalking me.”

“I’m your neighbor, I’m not stalking you, I’m being friendly,” He told me sweetly, standing behind me as I pushed the door open.

There was absolutely nothing threatening about Michael Clifford. If anything, he had really helped me adjust to the move. He helped me bring my boxes in, mowed my lawn for me when he saw me struggling with the push-mower, and helped me put the new locks on the doors. He invited me to his parties and let me borrow milk and all that silly stereotypical neighbor stuff. Michael wasn’t a stalker, he was a kitten.

He stood on the top step as I walked inside and before the door closed behind me, I caught it. “You coming in?”

I walked to the kitchen, tossing the junk mail in the trash can and hopping up on the counter to review my bills. Michael leaned up against the door to the pantry and looked around. I peeked up at him, trying to be subtle enough that he wouldn’t notice.

He looked incredible, to be completely honest. He had on a Def Leppard t-shirt, tight black jeans, and the same boots he wore everyday. I watched as he licked his lips awkwardly before running a hand through his hair and walking over to the counter. He hiosted himself up and sat beside me. “Y/n, I don’t bother you, do? Because I—”

“You don’t bother me, Michael,” I promised.

“I’m serious. I know I’m just that guy that lives next door, but..”

I put my electric bill down and looked over to him, “You’re not just the guy who lives next door, you were my first friend here.”

“Really?” He smiled, his eyes flashing down to my lips. He leaned forward a tiny bit, and so did I, giving him permission to kiss me softly. It was slow, lingering, and I licked his lip first, asking for his okay to take it further. He gladly opened his mouth for me, so I leaned over a bit more and deepened the kiss.

“Y/n,” He breathed out, barely pulling away. “Where’s your bedroom?”

I grabbed his hand, pulling him off of the counter and upstairs to my bedroom. I flipped the switch on the wall, as my curtains held out most of the light. The christmas lights strung up above my bed flickered on and Michael smiled up at them as I sat him down on my bed, standing between his knees.

I let out a laugh as I pulled his shirt over his head and he got stuck. “Well this is embarassing,’ He chuckled as he fought with it. When he tossed it across the room, he shrugged, “Your turn.”

I slowly unbuttoned my shirt, tossing it across the room. He looked speechless, almost unaware of what to do next. I grabbed his hands, gently placing them on my chest and kissing down his neck. I nibbled on his skin and he kneaded my boobs, then moved his hands down to my hips. He hooked his thumbs in my belt loops and slowly pulled my pants down. He responded to the sound of them dropping to the floor by leaning back on the bed so that I could kneel over top of him. He grabbed me gently, somehow flipping us over and kicking off his boots.

I unbuttoned his jeans, tugging them down to his knees and revealing his pizza underwear. I let out a laugh, covering my face. “You weren’t supposed to see them, okay?” He blushed.

“I love pizza,” I smiled, shrugging before reaching down and running one finger up his bulge. He gluped, leaning down again and kissing me more deeply than he had before. I pulled down his boxers, pumping my hand up and down, using my thumb to rub the tip. He let out a breathy moan in my mouth and slipped his hand down the front of my panties.

I pulled away my hand, his length pressing against my leg as my hips bucked up. I took the sheets in fistfulls as he used his thumb to rub slow circles on my clit and curl two fingers inside of me. I laid my head back on my pillow and closed by eyes, whimpering, “Michael, I need you.”

He stopped using his thumb, moving his two wet fingers up to rub faster. “How badly, y/n?” He couldn’t contain his little laugh.

“Please.”

“Whatever you want,” He whispered, sucking at my neck and slowly sliding into me. He thrusted in and out slowly, obviously doing it for me instead of him, something other guys hadn’t.

I grasped his back, breathing out, “Mikey, I’m gonna cum.”

“So cum,” he whispered, nibbling my earlobe and quickening his thrusts just enough to press into me deeper.

My thighs tightened around his waist and I arched my back, letting out a loud moan as I tightened around him and released myself.

Because he had taken it slow for me, he wasn’t quite finished. He pulled out, pressing his lips to mine and moaning into my mouth, “Go down on me.”

He laid back and I took him in my mouth entirely, causing him to tangle his hands in my hair as I continued to suck. “Fuck, y/n,” he groaned as a warning before he came.

I swallowed, then moved up to lay beside him. I traced figure eights into his chest abd he looked away from me, covering his face.

“You’re blushing,” I grinned.

“Whatever,” He replied, not looking at me. Such a kitten.

— Jessie xx