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Tom Holland Drabble Prompt

Requested by anon and Kelly @tomshollandss !

“I said I’m hungry, not horny. But, now that you mention it.” & “Why does this receipt say you ordered 60 Chicken McNuggets?”


“Tom! I’m home!” you called out, opening your apartment door as best as you could with all of your grocery bags. “I went food shopping!” You placed the bags on the counter, and removed some of the trash that was left on the surface. One of the things was a receipt from McDonald’s. Tom, you shook your head and stuffed it into your pocket. 

“Thanks, babe! About to shower after the gym. I’m hungry!” Tom replied loudly from your bedroom. 

Your brows furrowed: “You’re what? Horny?” 

Walking to your bedroom, you were greeted by Tom: standing shirtless, still sweaty from his workout, hair left messy. His abs moved as he laughed: “No. I said I’m hungry, not horny. But, now that you mention it.”

Tom gave you a hug, enveloping you in his strong arms. You kissed him, tasting the saltiness from his sweat. 

“Very funny, Holland. I just have to ask,” you reached into your pocket. “Why does this receipt say you ordered 60 Chicken McNuggets?”

Tom blushed, “I told you… I’m hungry.”


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Anyone Else

Request:  Hi you’re stories are amazing! I was just wondering if you could do a Lynn fic about the song ‘anyone else’ I know it’s not the meaning of it but I was hoping you could do it where Lynn writes it because she wants to prove that she’s yours. Because you get jealous or something??

Originally posted by thats-the-teen-spirit

“Y/n?” Lynn calls through your apartment as you hear the door slam shut.

“In the kitchen!” You call back, just putting the lasagna in the oven. Her slender arms wrap around you from behind. Her lips make contact with your neck shortly.

“So, do you remember the uh, argument we had a couple of days ago?” She says and you instantly tense up. You don’t like looking back on those moments because you’re so vulnerable.

Why don’t you just go back to that party with Elise, huh” You throw in Lynn’s face. She had just come back from a party that you weren’t feeling and when she came back she was raving about how good of a time she had with someone called Elise. Instantly fuelling the jealousy inside you.

What’s that supposed to mean?” Lynn frowns at you, stepping closer but you stepping back. 

You had such a good time with her it seems, why don’t you stay at her place then” You answer, turning around and heading to your bedroom. Lynn close behind you.

Don’t be fucking ridiculous, you know I would much rather be with you” 

I’m being ridiculous?! You come here and gush about this girl you’ve had such a good time with! What am I supposed to do with that?” You stop and spin around to face her, her face finally showing some sort of realisation.

“Are you jealous?” She frowns. How can she be so ignorant? Of course you’re fucking jealous. She’s gorgeous and funny and witty, everyone would want to be with her.

“Of course I fucking am! You’re out at a party having fun with some random girl! She’s going to realise you’re the best anyone can have!” You throw your hands up in frustration.

“I don’t belong to anyone else than you! Don’t you know that by now?”

Yeah I remember” You answer her question hesitantly.

“Don’t look so worried” She giggles and takes your hand, dragging you onto the couch. She pulls her phone up and starts playing music.

“I wrote you a song” Lynn smiles, a slight blush on her cheeks but you can’t even imagine what you look like right now. Eyes wide in shock and jaw slack to the ground.

“You… you what?” But Lynn cuts you off,

“Ssh, just listen” 

Oh my blood
Once was my own
But in one touch
You made it yours

Her voice sounds so incredible, the lyrics make your heart almost jump out of your chest.

'Cause I could touch a hundred thousand souls
But none of them would ever feel like home
And no matter how far and wide I roam
You are the only one that I’ll ever know

Knowing that Lynn wrote this song for you makes it so much more special. Calling you home is one of the things you’ve never heard her say but the next line jumps out for you.

I don’t belong to anyone else,
I don’t belong to anyone else,
I don’t belong to anyone else

It’s what she said to you when you got jealous, it’s how she reassured you that she was completely yours.

“Oh Lynn” You sigh, grabbing her hand in yours and kissing it. You listen to the entire song and it gets to a point where she’s screaming the line over and over, tugging on your heartstrings.

“I love you so much” You grab her face and kiss her intensely.

“You’re my home, baby. I don’t belong to anyone else” She mutters against your lips and kisses you back.

Hope you like it cause I definitely do! I’m obsessed with this song too sooo THANKS

lily taking james out on a muggle date and james being Embarrassing™   

The first time he sees you in lingerie - Male Avengers Headcanon

This wasn’t requested but idc, @scarlettsoldier and I were talking about plus size models lmao

Originally posted by little--batman

Bucky: 

He’d be so taken aback, but in the good way. He’d look you up and down, drinking you in. He’d bite his lip as he would make his way over to you, absolutely lost in the scraps of lace and bare skin, then he’d look into your eyes before mumbling that you’re so beautiful, before kissing you so passionately with his fingers tangled in your hair. “You’re gonna kill me, darlin’” 

Originally posted by ohevansmycaptain

Steve:

Steve would be so flustered, having never seen a woman in lingerie in the flesh. He would be rooted to to the spot once he walked into your shared bedroom. His facial expression would make you nervous, “Steve…Do- Do you like it?” “Oh G-God yes I do, doll, you look marvelous” It would be you that’d have to make the first move, you would take his large hands in yours and place them on your silk covered hips. He felt like a virgin again, but Jesus H. Christ, he was going to try and not ruin those skimpy piece of fabric the moment he got a hold on himself.

Originally posted by littlemisssyreid

Sam:

You’d be looking in the vanity mirror in your bedroom, catching a glance of the handsome man at the door in the reflection before smirking at him. You’d bought the undergarments as his birthday present. You blushed as his slender fingers made their way along your shoulders to move your hair out of the way. He would press kisses to your neck and mumble “happy birthday to me” whilst smiling as his hands wandered…

Originally posted by rad-aar

Tony: 

You’d walk into his lab wearing a black trench coat over the top, of course. His head didn’t turn until he heard your voice say “FRIDAY, lock the doors please.” He’d cock a brow up at your dolled up form, his eyes would travel down your legs and then his brows would raise when he saw them bare, his jaw would fall slack but would quickly pick back with a sly smirk. As you would unbutton the trench coat, letting it slide to the floor (whilst keeping eye contact and also biting your lip) you’d hear the words “Oh, my beautiful baby girl, come to daddy…”

Originally posted by theplacewheredreamsgo

Thor:

You had definitely remembered to pack your black corset number in your bag before Thor took you to Asgard for the first time. You wanted this trip to be memorable as possible. When he first sees you in it, you’re both in his bedchamber, you’re coming out of the en suite bathroom and his mighty facade drops completely and he chokes on his mead, he’s completely awestruck, for he had never seen such undergarments, ever. He would gently pull you between his open legs, trailing his large hands across the rigid bones of the black corset, to the silk panties below, all the way down to the lace tops of your stockings. “Do you like it, my love?” “I love it, My Queen.”

Originally posted by luvn-loki

Loki: (slightly AU)

Loki had been down the past couple of weeks, trying to adjust to being an avenger and the people around him. You wanted to cheer him up with something new, you knew behind his hard facade there was a troubled man. So you rummaged through your drawers and found the one thing you needed, the unused white lace panties and bra. You hastily slipped them on before throwing a t-shirt and shorts on over the top, before calling Loki through FRIDAY. As he opened the door to your room, he would give you a small smile before laying down next to you. “I have a present for you, darling” you would say, “and what would that be, my love?” “me, now I want you to take me out of my packaging” As he would peel your shirt up, his eyes would widen at the unusual underwear you were wearing, his hands would come to cup your breasts but at the same time, admire the fine lacework, he would let out a soft groan as he saw your panties..

Originally posted by justawkwardgirl

Bruce:

Oh god, the GIF says it all. He’d be quietly reading in his room, when you’d just saunter in casually in your pyjamas. You both usually slept in underwear, or naked *wink wink*, so as you padded towards the bed, you began to remove your clothing, as Bruce caught a glimpse of purple from beneath his lashes, he looked at you like so, and put his book down. He would murmur ‘oh god, oh god, oh god’ under his breath as you crawled your way towards him, straddling him. You would grab his hands and place them just below your breasts where the purple lace finished, urging him into touching you. His touches would be delicate and curious at first, “You like it, Bruce?” “Uh- Uh yes, baby it’s beautiful, but not as much as you” he would proceed to grasp your hip tighter as his other hand brought your chest down flush onto his, he would moan heavily into your kiss at the feeling of the lace scratching against his skin

Originally posted by arlothia

Clint:

As soon as he would see you, his mouth would go completely dry, and if you were in a cartoon his eyes would pop out of his head. He’d mumble, “Oh fuck, YES!”  before making grabby hands at you, begging you to come and sit on his lap (I mean seriously, look at them thighs!) He’d become bold and immediately kiss your breasts over the velvet fabric as his hands would ping the elastic of your stockings. He’d tell you how sexy you’d look on top of him in such attire whilst his hand would come to softly grasp your throat…

Originally posted by son-of-a-blake

Pietro:

You would be getting ready for a party- you didn’t intend for him to see you in your lacy undergarments until after the party! It was supposed to be a surprise! But as Pietro would come through your door he would make said face, giving you a once over, (ogling at your behind, obviously) whilst having a devilish grin on his face whilst saying “Ah, princezná, all for me?” making you whip around in shock. 

two rotten apples [m]

credit: x.

❛❛we’re next-door neighbors and have hated each other since middle school but now we’re going to the same university how can we avoid the other person like the plague so there isn’t a crime scene— what do you mean you promised my mom you would keep an eye on me???? you fucking planned this❜❜ AU

COUNT → 16.053

GENRE → smut | eventual angst

PAIRING → jungkook | reader

WARNINGS → dom and sub tones | spanking | hair pulling | praising | explicit language | female masturbation | graphic oral sex | penetration

LINKS → 1 | 2 | 3COMING SOON


There was always that one person at parties—that one person who hid in a bathtub somewhere so they didn’t have to contribute to society’s norms of choking on their own vomit and passing out cuddling a pink garden gnome.

Or maybe that was just you.

Then again, it wasn’t just any party you were hiding in a bathtub at—it wasn’t some rager that had frat boys downstairs chugging so much alcohol that their livers probably looked like fucking dried out asparagus—it was your high school graduation party. And maybe you’d attended only the lamest graduation parties in your eighteen years of life, but there was no alcohol here—only fruit punch. Yet, there you were, still hiding in a bathtub for some fucking reason with a piece of chocolate cake balanced in your lap.

You should probably reiterate that it was your party, which makes things worse since normally you don’t hide in a bathtub when you’re the guest of honor.

Normally—but this was not a normal circumstance.

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Please prepare as the Hurricane is predicted to make land fall late Friday night!!!

Here are some things off the top of my head that should be done or purchased before Harvey makes landfall.

  • make sure you bring in any furniture that is not weighed down
  • All your animals should have tags on them with phone number or your address on it (fences could possibly be knocked down and animals could get frightened and run off)
  • Stock up on canned foods AND DONT FORGET A NONELECTRICAL CAN OPENER
  • Purchase candles and matches/lighters
  • Propaine tanks/charcoal/lighter fluid - what ever your grills work with-
  • BUY ICE
  • Body wipes for hygiene and fill up bathtubs so you flush your toilets
  • Make sure your back up generators work properly and do not place them in doors
  • WATERRRRRRRRRR - get water and gas first!!!!!
  • Call your relatives and make sure everyone knows what to prepare for.
  • Check in on any relatives or neighbors that may live alone.
  • Buy a windup radio and a wind up light source ( I can’t remember the brand that we have)
  • Make sure your phones are fully charged

Feel free to add to this post! Stay safe everyone! ❤️

Babysitter

Summary:  You were visiting home for the weekend to find out that your parents have hired a new babysitter.

Pairing: Kim Taehyung (V) / Reader

Genre: Smut

Words: 3.3k

A/N: Rated M - under 18 you have been warned :)

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You were finally coming home to visit your family, from spending an exhausting year at college. Summer break! Finally some relaxation, hopefully. Your younger siblings might make that impossible.

As soon as you packed your bags for the next few months you had to say goodbye to your roommate/ best friend.

“We are definitely hanging out.” You gladly accepted her request. She only lived an hour from your parents house.

-

As you stood outside your family home, something felt different. You felt like you’ve been gone for so long. You were only a freshman in college, so much change in so little time.

You walked into your house expecting loud chaos from your brother and sister but surprised from the quiet.

“Hello….I’m home.” No answer.

You heard faint screaming in the backyard. As soon as you open the sliding glass door, you saw the kids running, your father grilling and your mother basking in the sun. You missed this.

“(Y/N)’S home!!” You heard your brother and sister run over.

“I missed you guys.” You said as you got smothered into hugs.

-

The few hours you have been home, your old childhood friends were already contacting you to come hang out tonight. It was already 6 o'clock when you went downstairs ready to leave but you noticed that your parents were dressed in a fancy get-up.

“Are you guys going out?” You wished for a no, but judging by their clothes that would be unbelievable.

“Yes, the company your father works for is hosting a dinner party.”

You did your best to try to stay calm, you knew if you complained about having to babysit, you would sound stubborn from only being home a day.

“Does that mean I have to stay home?”

“Where are you going?” Your mother questioned.

“Liz and Sana asked me to come over.” You nervously asked.

“Can Tae watch us?” Your twelve year old brother interrupt.

“Please, please.” Your seven year old sister joined in.

“Who’s Tae?” You asked your parents.

“He’s the babysitter we hired while you were at school.” He?

“Okay I guess, you guys wear that poor kid out.” Your mother answered. He must be some high school kid trying to make money for a new car or worse video games.

“So…I can go?” You already tried to walk towards the door.

“Fine….I’ll call Taehyung….but please keep your phone on just in case.” Your mother demanded.

-

“These were the days.” Sana said as she sipped her beer. You were at a beach party, scattered around a bon fire. In high school, this was your weekend. Even though you’re not old enough to drink, but that never stopped the young people around here.

It’s your decision to not get too drunk though. You hated the experience and you got grounded for a month.

“Hey (Y/N), long time no see.” You saw your ex, if you can call him that Youngjin.

You dated him for a solid month, until you found out he was cheating on you. After you broke things off he would occasionally hit on you and other women in your perspective. It got annoying that you even gave him a bloody nose once.

“Aren’t you looking beautiful tonight.”

You didn’t answer you just smirked and turned your back.

“I’m going to get a drink.” You left.

As you leaned down to open the cooler you felt someone aggressively grab your ass. The pain shot your attention to the person behind you. Youngjin.

“Get your fucking hands off of me.” You felt a little dizzy from the alcohol but you still had your right mind to not let that type of behavior pass.

“What’s wrong, don’t you like that?” He teased.

You pushed him away hard enough to make him lose his balance.

-

Youngjin had ruined your night and you decided to head home. You didn’t feel sick but you did feel tired. As soon as you got home you saw your parents pull up the driveway. Great, what if they can smell the alcohol on you?

You followed your parents footsteps walking through the door.

“How were they?” You heard your parents talking in the living room.

“They were good.” You heard a genuine voice. Must be the babysitter.

“They’re sleeping already.” Your mother told your father.

“Oh (Y/N)….come meet Taehyung.” Your mom caught you half way up the staircase.

You quietly groaned as you made your way to the living room.

“Tae this is our daughter (Y/N).” Your mother moved out of your view to reveal your new replacement and your siblings new best friend.

“Hel-” You started to say but got caught off guard as soon as you saw the mystery man. You felt your mind go into a daze, he was so handsome. You felt butterflies in your stomach, how can someone make you so tongue tied.

“Hi.” You cleared your throat. As soon as you felt him embrace your hand you felt tingles shot throughtout your body.

“It’s nice to meet you.” He smiled an adorable smile that made you felt weak. “Your brother and sister share a lot of stories about you.”

You immediately blushed, knowing your sibling those stories were most likely embarrassing.

“Thank you for coming.” Your mother grabbed his attention from yours.

“It’s no problem, they’re entertaining.”  Your father laughed patting him on the back.

“Have a safe drive home.” Your mother hugged him. He really was your replacement, he was like part of the family now. He even got your brother and sister to bed quicker then you ever have.

“Bye.” You were caught staring the entire time.

“Have you been drinking?” You didn’t pay attention to your mother, you only paid attention to the adorable creature smirking at you as he walked out the door.

“(Y/N)? You have haven’t you? I can smell it.” Your mother pinched the top of her nose to stop a headache passing through.

“Those girls have always been a bad influence.”

“Mom no worries I only had like two drinks….trust me the first time was enough for me I never want to get drunk again.”

“Okay fine but please be responsible, you’re still considered under age.”

“For only three more months.” You defended.

“Doesn’t matter sweetie, the law is the law.” Your father rubbed your back then went upstairs.

“So Tae was cute wasn’t he?” Your mother teased.

“Mom.” You tried to hide your blush.

“He’s a nice boy.” Then your mother left you alone with your thoughts.

-

You made your way to the kitchen too early for your liking but school got you in the habit, even though you still felt groggy.

“(Y/N) sweetie, Taehyung will be here later to pick this up okay?” Your mother waved an envelope. “We didn’t have the cash to pay him last night, so he’s coming to pick it up okay.”

“Okay.” You yawned.

“Come on lets go.” Your mother guided your brother and sister out so they wouldn’t miss the school bus. They still had a another three weeks of school left.

-

You were bumming around just watching TV, when you heard the doorbell. You didn’t even think about it, you just got up and dragged yourself to the door.

When you opened the door you froze. Shit! Your mothers words flashed through your mind. Taehyung was suppose to pick up last night’s pay. If only you were more awake when your mother told you.

Here you were standing in front of an attractive man, wearing yoga shorts, baggy t-shirt, and hair tied up in a messy bun.

“Hi.” You nervously greeted.

“Hey.” He smiled. Butterflies, as he looked at your attire up and down.

“Sorry, I completely forgot you were coming.” You ran to kitchen quickly. As you searched through the kitchen drawers you couldn’t figure out where your mom could have put the envelope.

While you were still searching you heard someone clear their throat to get your attention.

“I got it.” You saw him take it off the magnet from the fridge.

“There it is.” You embarrassingly stated, causing him to laugh.

“How come you’re not in school, I figured you’re in high school?”

He laughed. “No I’m twenty-one.”

“Oh.” He’s older then you. “Are you in college?”

“No, I work with my parents.”

“Cool.” You said cheerfully, but you were just an awkward mess.

“I guess I better get going.” He smiled and started to leave.

“Okay see you later….or not…or I don’t know.” He turned around slightly and arched his eyebrows. Then he laughed cutely and shut the door behind him. You slapped your forehead disappointed in yourself.

“Why are you so awkward?” You whispered to yourself.

-

“You better be here in ten or we are leaving without you.” Liz snapped at you on the phone.

It was a few days later and your parents made plans for a social gathering for another work related thing. Your parents were pretty popular around the neighborhood.

You basically begged your mom to call Taehyung to babysit at last minute because your friends were hounding you to go to another party.

Your mother made the call, apologizing in the process, but you had to wait for Tae to get here yourself because your parents were running late. Your brother and sister was of course excited, they beg for him to be here all the time, even if your parents are home.

When you hung up the phone call with your friend, you heard a knock on the door.

You rushed over to answer and there he was, looking attractive as ever.

“Hi.” You greeted. He smiled, but as soon as he saw your outfit he was taken back. You couldn’t read his facial expression, he just looked shocked. Was it too much? You settled in a tight black skirt, stopping mid-thigh and a long sleeve black and red crop top that stopped right before your waist. It wasn’t too revealing but not too clean either.

As soon as he slightly brushed past you, you heard your sister run into the room and attacked Tae with hugs, not to long your brother.

“Okay, my number is on the fridge if you need me.”

“Bye.” Your sister waved, not even paying attention.

“I wont be too long.”

“Don’t have too much fun.” Taehyung smirked.

-

The party was a disaster, it was over crowed, you were constantly getting dry humped on by dumb drunks and better yet your friends abandoned you, probably some random hook up. You have only been here two hours and counting.

As you were getting ready to leave, you bumped into someone. “Hey sexy.” Youngjin. Ugh.

“Where are you going?”

“Home. Goodbye,” but before you could leave he grabbed your wrist pushing you up against the wall.

“Let go.” He put his lips onto yours. You tried all your strength to push him off but he was not budging.

You bit his lip as hard as you can and kneed him in the stomach, giving you a few seconds to make a run for it.

“You bitch!” You heard him shout in pain.

-

You drove home as quick as you can not caring about leaving your friends. They can find their own ride. You didn’t even have an ounce of alcohol this time, maybe if you did you would of enjoyed yourself more. But you were proud you didn’t, Youngjin would of probably of taken an advantage of you and you would of let him.

Honestly you wished you could of met someone like your friends, you’ve been single for a long time and worse, sexually frustrated. Seeing your college friends in relationships were quiet envious. As you can tell though you have a lot to learn, you are too awkward with attractive men. Tae for example, he probably thinks you’re weird.

-

When you pulled up to the house, you noticed your parents weren’t home yet, as expected. You entered and you saw your brother sleeping in the recliner and your sister cuddled up next to Tae, trying to stay awake.

Tae looked at you surprised that you were home sooner then he thought.

“Hey.” He greeted. “How was whatever?”

“Sucked.” You slouched on the love seat.

“Date?” You were surprised at his annology.

“Party.” You looked down. “And my friends ditched me again so I wasn’t having fun.”

“That’s because they suck.” Dara, your little sister yawned.

“I think it’s time you go to bed.” You got up as you guided your sleepy brother up to his bedroom.

When you left his room, you saw Tae carrying Dara on his shoulder, gently putting her to bed.

“Thank you…you can go home if you want.” You suggested.

“Do you want to watch a movie?” He kindly offered.

“Yeah.” You blushed.

You followed him downstairs to the living room.

“I’ll make some popcorn.” You left and went to the kitchen.

You sighed, still thinking about the party. What’s wrong with you?

“Do you want to talk about it?” You heard Tae sweetly ask as you turned around.

“It’s nothing really, I just wish I could meet the standards that my friends have….I’m always a buzz kill.”

“What do you mean?” He questioned getting closer.

“My friends are so pretty and so good at talking to attractive guys….I mean thats why I can’t even talk to you.” You rambled as you turned around to the ding of the microwave. Then it hit you of what you just said.

When you turned around embarrassingly, he was leaning on the counter next to you.

“You have trouble talking to guys?” He questioned. You just nodded. “You’re talking to me right now.” He smiled.

“And if you ask me, a lot of guys are probably tongue tied talking to you.” He blushed. Wait. Did he blush at you?

You froze as he grabbed onto the counter behind you locking you in place.

“Am I making you uncomfortable?”

“N-no.” You tried your best to speak. “Just nervous.”

He looked down shyly. “I felt intimidated as soon as I saw you.”

“Really?”

“Yeah…your sister talks about how pretty you are but I had no idea.”

Your breathing got heavier as you felt him lean in closer to you.

“Please hurry.” You whispered.

He arched his eyebrows surprised from your impatience. As soon as he press his lips to yours, he was surprisingly gently.

You kissed back, lacing your fingers through the back of his hair, slightly tugging. He grabbed your waist pulling you in closer so your hips were aligned, making the butterflies in your stomach shiver throughout your body.

You felt Tae deepen the kiss when you felt his tongue moisture your bottom lip trying to have access inside. It didn’t take you long to open your mouth, letting his tongue explore.

He slowly backed away to take a breather as he moved on to your neck. You bit your lips and tilted your head back as the pleasure was causing the dampness between your legs. The things you felt his tongue could do, you never felt more inexperienced in your life. You only had sex once and it was a dumb mistake with Youngjin, who purposely got you drunk. You don’t remember hardly anything from that night, so this was a new feeling to you.

Tae lightly sucking all up and down your neck, leaving marks behind. He reached around kissing you passionately again as he picked you up and placed you on to the counter top.

You both stopped for a second, resting your foreheads against each other. Your breathing was not slowing down from the gently touching, making his way up your shirt.

The adrenaline was revealing a side of you you never seen before. As he was making his way up to your bra, you grabbed a hold of his belt buckle. Your confidence getting the better of you. You undid his belt along with his pants.

“You really want to do this?” He asked concerned. You just nodded desperately.

“What if your parents walk in on us….I think it would be clear I would be fired.” You giggled from how cute he was.

“When it comes to social gathering my parents won’t be back till midnight….trust me.” You said lustfully.

He went back to kissing you, slowly pulling your shirt above your head and on to the floor. You placed your hand once more to his now open pants buckle, gently rubbing the sensitive area. As you started feeling him get harder he grabbed your hand stopping you.

“I wont last much longer if you keep doing that.” He laughed out of breath.

His fingers danced up your thighs making their way under your skirt. You felt his finger hook the edge of your underwear pulling them down.

You could feel your heart beating out of your chest, but you loved every second of it.

You saw Taehyung looked down disappointed. “I don’t have…..-protection.”

You laughed from the worry on his face. “What….I wasn’t planning on coming here, thinkin-” You kissed him to stop his ramble.

“It’s fine….I’m on birth control.” You pulled down the rest of your underwear and tossed them to the floor. He leaned into you closer, quickly pulling his pants down only enough to be exposed.

He leaned his forehead to yours for a second like he was thinking. Your breathing quickened when you felt his member brush your folds.

“You sure-” He asked once more.

“Yes Tae.”

Then he pushed into you, following your request. You quietly squealed from the surprise of his size. You stiffened until your body could adjust. “You okay?” He asked sweetly.

You nodded wrapping your legs around his waist to pull him in even closer. He started kissing your neck once again as he started thrusting inside of you deeper. You couldn’t help but moan loudly as he quicken his movements.

He suddenly stop putting his hand over your mouth. “Let’s try not to wake your siblings okay.” He laughed.

“Sorry.” You pouted.

He rocked his hips as he leaned into you, kissing your neck diligently. He quickened his speed harder hitting your g spot. You felt a rush as the pleasure was setting in. The only sound was your heavy breathing and the light tapping from underneath you. You felt your walls clench as you heard his low grunts, the way he was turning you on you were going to let go any second.

“Tae.” You cried.

“Fuck….I’m-” You couldn’t get your words out. You were a moaning mess as you felt sensitive from your orgasm flooding through. You were trying to refrain yourself as best as you could, but the ecstasy was throwing you off. The new feeling made you numb.

“Shhhh.” He smirked.

You could tell he was close from his movements being sloppy. You embraced him with another tender kiss to ease his pleasure. You felt your body go weak as soon as his juices shot through your body warming you up, the whole experience made you feel drowsy. 

You guys were breathing heavy as you stopped to process what just happened. You bit your lip as you looked up at him nervously. “Do you want to go watch that movie now?” You suggested.

He looked at you amused and laughed. “Sure.”

You watched him back away from you and buckle his pants. You couldn’t help but blush, the way he looked at you was so sexy. You developed feelings for him in such a short time.

You were about to hop off the counter when he grabbed your hips helping you down. “Wow a gentleman.” You teased.

“I’m going to change into something more comfortable.” He nodded. As soon as you turned towards the stairs he grabbed your wrist pulling you to his chest. He grabbed the back of your neck pulling you in a deep passionate kiss.

“Don’t be too long.” He bit his lip and made his way to the living room.

-

You and Taehyung were cuddled up on the couch with a blanket drenched over you. He would steal kisses from you here and there. He was sweet and adorable and the butterflies in your stomach were never ending. You were hoping that this wasn’t a one time thing. He made you feel….happy.

-

Your parents came home at the time expected, 1 o'clock.

Your mother came into the living room surprised to see that you and Taehyung were sleeping on the couch, cuddled side by side.

“Minho, come look at this.”

Your father just arched an eyebrow.

“They look so cute.” Your mother said.

“Should we wake them?” Your father asked.

“No let them sleep.”

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Masterlist | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5

You’re Not Dad

A/N: Not that anyone cares I’ve been hella busy and haven’t had time to literally write anything and I still really don’t, but I’m going to anyways bc I have some inspiration. Enjoy. Feedback is always appreciated(:

Characters: Dean x sister!reader, Sam x sister!reader

Warnings: swearing, angst, overprotective Dean, mention of death, yelling, very close relationship b/w Dean and reader? let me know if I missed anything

Tagging: @winchesters-favorite-girl because I think she might be interested and I really love and look up to her as a writer. I hope you don’t mind.

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Originally posted by zest-wincest

You loved your brothers more than anything in the world. I mean, you were practically raised by them. John was never around, your mom was just some quick fuck that John had on a hunt. As soon as demons got word that John Winchester knocked up some chick and he had another child, they came and killed your mother when you were only a few months old. Thankfully, your mom got John on the phone as they were trying to get in and he was in town so he saved you. Not your mom though. Dean had been 16 at the time, Sam was 12. You were by far the baby of the family and Sam and Dean made it their mission to protect you from everything. And when I say everything, I mean literally everything. You were never even supposed to have been born. But nevertheless, here you were seventeen years later, alive and kicking, living in the bunker with Sam and Dean, the two best brothers in the entire world.

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Try Me

Request from anon for a Jax x Reader where the reader is Unser’s daughter, and Hale keeps flirting with her so she asks Jax to pretend to be her boyfriend to get him to back off. Enjoy the smut ;)

A/N - I’ve done this a little differently to my other fake boyfriend/girlfriend imagines, as I don’t want to seem repetitive :)

Originally posted by journeyslegend

“You don’t even know me. Get to know me, I promise I’ll change your mind.” You’re glad your back is turned as you roll your eyes in annoyance, not sure how long you’re going to be able to keep up the nice girl attitude for.

Turning to face the determined officer, you smile apologetically, your following answer the same as it always is. “Thanks for the offer again David, but I’m not sure things would work between us.”

“Why? Why do you always say that?” he asks, frustration heavy in his tone, his hand on your car door to stop you from leaving. “Is it because of the MC?”

“No-” You open your mouth to start denying his claims, trying to think of another reason not to go out with a dude that you just don’t find yourself attracted to, when you come up with the perfect solution. “Actually, yes. You’re completely right.”

“Listen, I know you’re close with them, but they’re bad people, (Y/N). You could do so much better.” Here he goes again, you think. Same speech as always. He doesn’t even know SAMCRO like you do, nobody does.

“Thanks for the lecture, David, but Jax asked me to be his girlfriend a couple weeks ago, and I said yes.” The pure horror on his face has you biting your lip to contain your smirk. “See you around.”

Walking into the clubhouse, you scan the room swiftly, not spotting the man you’re hoping to see. “He around, Sack?”

“In the apartments.” he responds, walking into the kitchen with a pair of rubber gloves and a plunger. You grimace, knowing Piney’s probably blocked the bog again. Shaking your head, you walk towards Jax’s residence, knocking on the closed door.

“Room service.” you call sarcastically, your voice sickly sweet. The door opens within a few seconds, Jax’s eyebrow raised, his lips turned up into a grin.

“Lucky me, though you’re slightly overdressed for the kind of ‘room service’ I’m used to.” he says, opening the door to let you in. “Wasn’t expecting to see you till’ later on.”

“I know, but I need to talk to you about a little favour so I thought I’d grace you with my wonderful company.” you tease, plonking yourself down on Jax’s bed. Shutting the door, he sits on a box in front of you, pulling his cigarettes out of his pocket.

“You can just admit you missed me, babe.” He takes a drag, your eyes capturing the way his cheeks hollow as he inhales the smoke, the action stopping your train of thought. “What do you need me for this time, Princess?“

“Are you ever going to drop that nickname? You’ve called it me for years.” He grins cheekily, the smoke parting from his pink lips as he shakes his head at you, knowing deep down you love the endearment. “Anyway-”

A knock on Jax’s door stops you, the two of you turning to see Chibs’. “Sorry to interrupt. Cops are here.”

“Could they be any further up our asses?” Jax spits rhetorically, discarding his cigarette in an ashtray on his cabinet before standing up. You follow him as he leaves the room, Chibs leading the way as the three of you head out to the front. All you’re thinking is please don’t be Hale.

You curse silently as you see the man himself standing against his police car, Jax tensing up as he sets eyes on the deputy. “You’re here so much I’m starting to think you wanna patch in.”

Hale just scowls, his eyes shifting to you as you move from behind Jax, stepping to take position between the Scot and the VP. He watches you for a moment, and you know Jax catches it as you see him look at you questioningly, a pleading look on your face as you hope he just follows your lead.

“We got a call about a guy on a motorcycle running a red light a few blocks from here.” You sigh in disbelief, having a sneaking suspicion that his visit is more out of spite than anything else. “Just here to check your plates.”

“Jesus, how bad did you piss off my dad to go from murders to speeding tickets?” you sass, folding your arms across your chest. Chibs chokes down his chuckle from next to you, taking a drag from his cig to keep down his humour.

“I’m here because it’s my job, (Y/N), to make Charming a safer place for our citizens.” You roll your eyes, nodding slowly. “Something bothering you?”

“Woah, I thought you were here for us, not for the chief’s daughter. Check your plates and you can be on your way.” Jax states protectively, not liking the way Hale is speaking to you. The officer glares in response, his hand moving to rest on the handcuffs on his belt.

“I wonder how the chief would feel if he knew what you were up to with his daughter.” Hale snaps, his whole entity dripping with jealousy. You swallow nervously, trying to hide the anxiety from your face.

Chibs laughs loudly this time, a laugh so loud with amusement that you can’t help but smile. “Jackie, you naughty boy.”

You share a look with your ‘boyfriend’, him smirking, a cocky grin spreading across his face. You let out the breath you’ve been holding in, Jax’s reaction of enjoyment rather than horror making you feel confident in your lie.

“Oh, I get it now. You’ve got a soft spot for my girl here, and you’re pissed she chose me over you.” Jax says, rolling his tongue over his lower lip smugly. “Not that you were even an option.”

“You watch your mouth, Teller.” Hale warns, his eye twitching as he steps up to Jax, the tension heavy between the two men.

“Or what?” Jax challenges, anger radiating off him in waves.

“We got a problem here, boys?” The voice of your dad cuts through the ever brewing argument, him smiling at you loving before turning his attention back to the two amped up males. “Hale, you’re not stationed to be here.“

You, Chibs and Jax watch on as Hale turns into a flushed mess, having no decent excuse for ever coming to TM in the first place - though you all know why he did.

“Thanks, dad.” You hug your father as you speak, him squeezing you tightly before leaving you to it.

“So, something you need to tell me?” Jax asks as you sit on the bench outside, embarrassment crawling up your body. “Wasn’t aware I was taken, darlin’.”

He nudges you playfully, your hands covering your face as you groan. “He’s been pestering me for weeks, figured you were the best deterrent.”

“Thanks.” Jax deadpans, a small smirk on his face as he passes you the cig, you taking a drag as you think about what to say. “Glad I could be of service, I guess.”

“Thanks for going along with it. Guess I owe you one.” You tap off the ash and pass the stick back, biting your lip anxiously. “How about I do you a favor?”

“Sweetheart, no offence but the kind of favours I’d like to have you do for me aren’t exactly innocent.” You cough, his reply completely unexpected, your core tingling involuntarily.

“Try me.” you tease, your gaze flickering to his lips for just a second, your hand coming to rest on his thigh, fingertips inching upwards.

Next thing you know, the two of you are locked at the lips, thankful that the clubhouse is empty, the others off on runs and whatever else. “How long have we got?”

“Half hour, tops.” Jax mumbles, connecting his lips back to yours, his tongue in your mouth eliciting a moan from you. “I don’t see us lasting that long to be honest, darlin’.”

You squeal as you feel yourself being lifted, the pool table becoming your seat as Jax places you on top. You rip at his flannel, the buttons scattering all over the room. Your fingers explore up and down his chiseled chest as he begins to nibble and suck at your neck, your eyes closing in pleasure as he works his way down.

“Please, Jax…” you pant, your underwear positively soaked as his tongue slips over your exposed skin. He practically growls at your pleading, him ripping himself from you as he expertly undoes his jeans, the fabric pooling at his ankles, his boxers joining the denim.

Your eyes widen as his cock stands before you, you pressing your thighs together subconsciously as the ache grows stronger. “Like what you see, Princess?”

“Don’t get too smug, Jackson, gotta see if you can fuck me well enough, first.“ His hands pull at your shorts, you lifting your ass to help assist as he rids the material from your legs. Once he’s discarded the fabric somewhere across the room, he connects his lips back to yours, lifting and squeezing your ass as he moves to you to the edge of the table.

You barely feel him move your underwear to the side before he sinks into you, a gasp leaving your lips as he nuzzles into your neck, his teeth biting at your skin as he fills you up.

You dig your nails into his biceps as he moves out of you, slamming back in deeply. He pulls back, loving the expressions you make as he fucks you so well, the little moans and gasps leaving your lips making him want to explode there and then.

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to feel you around me, (Y/N).” You place your hands behind you to steady yourself, your pussy feeling even wetter as he talks to you. “You feel so fucking good, baby.”

“I’m so close, already. Fuck, just like that.” you whine as he hits all the right places, his strokes alternating in speed, but never lacking in power.

You rub your clit, clenching your pussy as you come, your mouth open yet nothing comes out. “That’s it, come for me, baby. Good girl.”

Jax grips the back of your neck as he speeds up his thrusts, his gaze locked on yours as he gets closer and closer to climaxing. You’re practically on fire as you feel another orgasm creeping up on you, the pure hunger in Jax’s eyes making you more sensitive than ever.

“Who knew you could take cock so well.” he whispers as he drills into you, a high pitched moan slipping from your lips. “Imagine if someone walked in right now, saw what a dirty slut you are, so desperate for me.”

His degrading words push you over the edge, a loud curse leaving you as stars fill your vision, Jax continuing to slam into you as he rides you through your high. “You gonna take my come, hm? Gonna let me fill you up like the good girl you are?”

“Yes, fuck, please Jax.” you plead desperately, your nails clawing down his stomach as he places hos forehead against your own, his eyes clenching shut as he let’s go.

He kisses you roughly as he comes inside of you, his hips gently rocking as his hot spurts shoot inside of you, your teeth sucking at his bottom lip.

He pulls out of you slowly, his juices and your own dripping from your satisfied pussy, your body feeling empty without his shaft inside of you.

Jax buckles up his pants, grabbing your shorts before lifting you up as if you weigh nothing. He carries you down the hall, just in time in fact as voices begin to fill the clubhouse.

Reaching his room, he places you down on the bed, his body crawling over yours as he moves a piece of hair from your face. “I’ve gotta go for a vote, but when I get back, we’re gonna see how sexy you look on your hands and knees.”

With that, he’s gone, leaving you shaken and hungry for more.

A/N - It’s been a whileeeeeee since I wrote some smut, but I’m so glad with how this turned out!!!! Hope you guys likeddddddd xxxx

Movie Night || Tom Holland

Originally posted by tom-hollcnd

Relationship: Tom Holland x reader

Summary: A movie night leads to more than planned when you discover just what Tom gets ups to after you’ve left.

Warnings: S M U T (18+)

Word Count: 1755 words.

A/N: OW;EDFJKLBE;ROGISDFHN’AOREIDFJKX


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I Don’t Mean It Pt 4

After reading Taehyung’s text, you immediately excused yourself from dinner and left, grabbing all your belongings in a hurry and rushing out the door. You could hear your name being called our from the other boys, but you couldn’t stop. Not when the tears were already falling freely down your cheeks. You didn’t know what to believe anymore. What am I really worth to them?

Taehyung watched you leave silently, slightly shocked that you left so suddenly. He saw the boys call after you as they were pretty confused with why you left in the middle of the dinner. He balled his hands in fists, not knowing why he was so angry. Was he angry at you? Or angry at himself for making you leave and probably cry. 

Jimin followed after you, guessing the reason behind your sudden behavior. He noticed the second Taehyung started texting you, the way your face changed and you looked like the you were about to cry in any second. But by the time he ran after you, it was too late. You had already shut the door to your apartment. He spent a few minutes trying to get you to open the door, but he knew deep down that you were in no mood to talk.

Namjoon stared at Taehyung and also noticed how irritated he looked. 

“Yah, Taehyung-ah. What the hell is going on?” he asked, looking right at him.

“How is he supposed to know??” asked Jin.

“Why do you think she fucking left?” asked Jimin, standing at the entrance at their dorm.

“Taehyung-ah, what is he talking about?” asked Hoseok.

But Taehyung didn’t answer. Instead, he chose to lock himself in his room.


A/N: I hope you liked part four. Some of you guys requested a drabble at the end, so thank you, I’ve been meaning to write one~ Do y’all want a part 5? let me know! Whats going to happen to the guys and Y/N? let me know what you think~ 

Previous Parts: Part 1  Part 2 Part 3

For My Eyes Only

Note: thanks for the request, darlin! I hope it’s not too short! feedback is welcome! .c

Request:  Can you do one where reader shows up to a ball very very beautiful in a high-fashion gown which attracts so much unwanted attention making fiance!Bucky irritated af?

Originally posted by lancefuckrr


Your hands flattened, running down your hips in your red ball gown. Tony had been planning a ball for the team, something he set his sight on after months of non-stop missions. You’d rather get cozy and watch movies with the team, but Tony likes to go above and beyond. You grew to accept his need for parties when he was feeling too anxious. It was his way of winding down and feeling like he was on solid ground again.

A soft sigh fell from your lips as you finished styling your hair and you took a look in the mirror once again. You were nervous to wear such a bold dress. The sleeves and chest area was a floral lace material, with a puffed out waist, cascading down to the floor.

Red was definitely your color, you never failed to look good in it. It also helped that it was one of Bucky’s favorite colors on you. It took you ages to find the perfect dress, and when your eyes landed on this, you knew it was the one you’d be wearing.

Your eyes fell to the shiny diamond ring on your left finger and your stomach fluttered happily. You’ve been engaged to Bucky for a year, having dated for three years prior to his amazing and beautiful proposal. You didn’t think Bucky could be anymore romantic-he was a sucker for sweet stuff-but a proposal at the first place you met was heartwarming.

A knock sounding at your door made you nearly jump out of your heels. “Coming!” You called out as you walked towards your bedroom door, careful not to trip over yourself. You opened it and smiled as you saw Nat and Wanda dressed to the nines with their hair perfectly styled and lips painted.

Nat was wearing a tight black dress and black heels, her hair loosely curled, framing her face in a flattering way. You knew she wasn’t one for going to the extremes with her dresses, and you couldn’t believe how subtle it was, all the while making her look like a queen at the same time.

Wanda wore a red dress that was similar to yours, rhinestones littering the chest area and it was sleeveless, and her hair was neatly straightened. Her heels were black, as well. You had to take it all in for a moment, appreciating the fine detail and of course, how beautiful she looked in it. Your friends were definitely heart breakers.

“Earth to Y/N?” Nat said, waving her hand in front of your face. You giggled and shook your head, coming or of your daze. “Sorry! You guys just look smoking hot!” You blushed and ushered them out into the hallway, shutting the door behind you.

Us? Look at you! You look gorgeous!” Wanda said with a wide smile, her teeth shining. You rolled your eyes playfully and walked down to the elevator.

“Thanks! I just can’t believe Tony would throw a ball.” You shook your head lightly as Nat pressed the up button on the elevator. “The man is rich, he would throw parties like this every night if he could.” Wanda muttered, making you and Nat laugh as you all entered the elevator.

The ride was short and you hooked arms with Nat and Wanda, walking down the hallway until you turned into the doors of Tony’s large dance room. He did not disappoint. Everything was decorated intricately and the music was actually good this time.

Nat scoffed and leaned into your side. “All eyes are on you, of course.” She mumbled with a smirk. Your eyebrows raised slightly and you turned to look at the crowd, seeing the eyes of men looking at you. 

Wanda giggled softly on your other side. “Don’t let Bucky know. That’s a disaster waiting to happen.” She said, laughing a little harder at your mortified expression. You groaned in annoyance and discomfort. 

Nat and Wanda separated from you after seeing their dates-Vision and Bruce- leaving you by the door. You didn’t mind, it gave you time to search for Bucky.

You scanned the dance floor, spotting Sam dancing with two women, twirling them both. His eyes lifted in your direction and you nearly doubled over in laughter as you watched him trip over his feet. 

You could see him faintly word ‘holy shit’ under his breath as he took in your appearance. The two women noticed his eyes on you and they stormed off, leaving Sam to follow after them like a lost puppy.

Your eyes left Sam and you spotted Tony at the bar with Steve and Bucky by his side. A smile formed on your lips as you made your way over there, your heart beating wildly in your chest. Though, as you were walking, you noticed the faint turn of heads, the sense that everyone was watching you creeping up your spine.

Swallowing the nervousness that bubbled in your lower belly, hoping you weren’t actually gaining the attention of every male in the room, you made it to the bar and leaned into Bucky’s arm. “Hey, stranger.” You murmured in his ear. He turned to you and instantly his mouth fell open.

“Doll, you look…” He was rendered speechless, his cheeks burning with blush as he looked at you. He swore you were straight from a fairy tale. The ring on your finger confirming his thoughts that you were really his. You giggled and stood away from him, spinning around so he could look at your dress.

Steve stood to his feet as you turned to face them again. He looked down at you, keeping you at arms length before hugging you. “Y/N, you look gorgeous!” Steve breathed, his blue eyes just as wide as Bucky’s. Tony turned to see what caught their attention after his sentence died down and he gasped upon seeing you.

Tony crossed over to you and grabbed your hand, bringing it up to his lips. “You look stunning.” He said with a smile, kissing the back of your hand. You couldn’t help but blush, easily flustered at any compliment. Bucky scoffed and shoved Tony out of the way. His arm wrapped around your waist and he kissed your head.

“Watch yourself, Tony.” Bucky warned, pulling you closer. You giggled and leaned up to kiss his cheek. He smiled down at you and trailed his finger down your jawline. “She’s beautiful and for my eyes only.” He murmured to you, loud enough for the other two to hear. You hummed in response, smiling as Bucky kissed your nose.

“Sorry, but every man in here has his eyes on her.” Tony stated with a shrug. He always enjoyed getting a rise out of the super soldier. Bucky immediately stood up straighter, his head whipping around to look at the crowd. Tony was right. Nearly every man was looking your way. “Are you serious?” Bucky growled, his jaw clenching.

Bucky instantly wanted to get you out of there. His hold on you had gotten tighter and you couldn’t help but feel embarrassed. Tony snickered at Bucky’s reaction. “You better keep her close, old man. One of these men won’t hesitate to take her away.” With a pat on Bucky’s shoulder, Tony left with a smug grin, leaving him a fuming mess.

“No man is going to steal you away from me.” Bucky said more so to himself than you. You gave him a reassuring smile. “I promise that won’t happen, Bucky.” He sighed heavily, his fingers digging into your side.

You looked out into the crowd and felt rather small after meeting eyes with a man, a slight smirk forming on his lips as he held onto another woman, completely oblivious to his wandering eyes. Steve scoffed and shook his head, having witnessed the action. “I can’t believe men act like this now.” He said, crossing his arms.

Before you knew it, a different man was walking over to the bar, his hand running through his slicked-back hair. You absentmindedly shrunk into Bucky’s side as he walked by you and he smirked down at you.

“Evening, beautiful.” He said with a deep voice, sending a knowing glance to Bucky, nearly challenging him. Your expression matched Steve’s: wide mouth, wide eyes, full of shock. Was he serious?

You felt Bucky start to move towards him, hearing a low growl rumble in his chest. “You fucking-” You gasped and pulled him away quickly, “No, Bucky, don’t.” You pleaded. Steve quickly helped you move Bucky away and left the man at the bar, keeping your eyes on Bucky’s shaking figure. 

“I’ve got him, Steve.” You said softly, watching Steve debate whether staying beside you two or enjoying his evening. He nodded gently and looked at Bucky before walking off, disappearing in the crowd.

“Let’s just dance. Don’t worry about it.” You said softly, caressing Bucky’s hand with your thumb. You pulled Bucky towards you and your ears perked as you heard “Burning Love” come on.

“Lord almighty, I feel my temperature risin’!”

A gasp fell from your lips and Bucky couldn’t help but chuckle softly at your reaction. The look on your face instantly calmed him. You were bubbling with laughter and your cheeks nearly split from how wide your smile was as the both of you fell in sync during the song. You had to admit, he hasn’t lost his rhythm.

As the song played through, you and Bucky never missed a beat. It felt perfect and you both had forgotten the unwanted attention from the men in the crowd. You were twirling and dancing around with Bucky, a smile permanently etched on your faces.

Just as the song was about to end, Bucky pulled you to his body, your hands resting on his chest as he dipped you.

You gasped and looked up into his eyes, slithering your arms around his neck. “What are you doing?” You asked, nearly breathless. Bucky leaned in to press a kiss to your lips, making your heart jump in your chest. It was full of passion and need, love and adoration.

Pulling away, Bucky stood you both upright again and you felt lightheaded from the kiss. “That.” He said with a bright smile. You shook your head as you giggled and rested your forehead on his chest, the next song slipping into a soft, slow melody.

Bucky kissed your head as you swayed back and forth. “I love you. You’re mine.” He whispered, his hand resting on the small of your back. You nodded and lifted your head up to look at him. “I’m yours. I love you too, fiance.” You said sweetly. Bucky blushed and lifted your hand to kiss the ring on your finger.

“I love the sound of that.”

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Frosting and Crushes

Summary: Newt has been distant the past week, focusing only on Tina and their work. You try to strike up conversation with him at dinner, but, after many failed attempts, grow irritated and leave early. Queenie decides to take matters into her own hands.

Word Count: 2,224

Pairing: Newt x Reader

Requested by Anonymous

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You sit at the dinner table with no goal but to enjoy the meal as Queenie flutters around, stirring pots with both her hands and magic. She already denied your offer to help, so you decided to pass the time talking with her. Newt had disappeared somewhere, probably inside the case, and you had immediately decided against a walk when you glanced at the growing grey clouds outside.

Inside is warm and cozy. You’re wearing your favorite gold sweater. The heat from the cooking keeps out the bite of chilly air rattling the windows. Queenie is humming a jazzy tune you’ve never heard before, only stopping to giggle at Jacob’s red face when he bumps into her.

“I’m sorry.” He says as his face turns a shade of tomato red.

“It ain’t a problem, honey.” Queenie doesn’t break a stride. “What is it you’re making?”

You’re pretty sure she asks it for your sake, given the sounds your stomach has been making since he stuck the pastries he’d spent all afternoon making into the oven, and the smell had spread throughout the small room.

“Special strawberry turnovers.”

“What makes them so special?” You ask, raising your voice over the bubbling, clanking, and simmering sounds filling the area.

“They’re my momma’s recipe. Filled with love and one other special ingredient.”

Queenie swings by Jacob with the pot of stew in hand. “I don’t think nutmeg is very secret, honey.” Five bowls float down into their places around the table as Queenie sets the stew in the center.

“I never said –“

“You don’t have to.” She smiles at him and lifts the pot’s lid.

The rich smell wafts over the table to you. You breathe it in, closing your eyes to revel in the memories it brings back. Your mother always made beef stew with potatoes and chopped carrots for special occasions. Mentally thanking Queenie, you slide your chair back and step toward the pot, scooping the stew in until it nearly sloshes out the side. Queenie merely smiles at you and twirls around Jacob.

She resumes her humming. The turnovers mix with the scent of the stew and your mouth waters. The windows shake, generating a beat that Queenie forms her music around. Jacob’s laugh fills the warm room, and your entire world, for once, is at peace.

Your content joy only expands when Newt walks in, messy auburn hair plastered against his forehead from the rain sprinkling outside, giant, beautiful smile stretched across his face. You glance at your stew, fighting the huge smile trying to break upon your face. Queenie kicks you under the table and, when you meet her gaze, lifts an eyebrow. You give a quick nod before staring back down at your food, trying to resist beaming.

The fight becomes much easier when Tina walks in behind Newt, also covered in water, smile upon her face.

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aquiver | 02 (m)

aquiver (adj.) [uh-kwiv-er] in a state of trepidation or vibrant agitation; trembling; quivering

pairing: min yoongi x reader
genre/warnings: mature themes, talk of masturbation, smut, language, fluff
words: 11,520
summary: Yoongi can’t remember the last time he was able to successfully bring himself to the point of orgasm, then Namjoon gives him a business card advertising ‘Healing Hands’, and that’s where he meets you; pretty and innocent looking, who gets paid to provide hand jobs for a living…
note. inspired by the novella ‘The Grownup’ by Gillian Flynn, literally just the main character’s past occupation haha

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dating jeon jungkook.

- laziness

- lots of laziness packaged into one relationship

- “jungkook, can you pass me the cereal please?”

- “um,,,, do you not see,,,,, it’s five feet away from me? ur fresh outta luck”

- y’all don’t do SHIT sometimes

- the boys will call up like we’re coming over okay! we love you be ready!

- and they walk into the house and jungkook is in just sweats and there are old chip bags everywhere and you have some popcorn and a book and a blanket and the tv is running but the remote is like on the floor twenty feet away

- “oh hey guys”

- they’re used to it honestly

- and all the SHENANIGANS

- the first time namjoon EVER used the word hooligans

- you and jungkook pranked him and put salt in his milk (lmao so hardcore)

- and he just :) 

- “get out”

- “this is our apartment-”

- “OUT you hooligans”

- y’all get noise complaints called on you ALL The damn time

- jungkook finds it funny to fucking scream if he loses mario kart

- no joke he always chooses daisy and he’s surprised when he loses

- and before you know it you got three letters taped to your door telling you to shut the fuck up and just let the kid damn win next time

- but ur last strike was because of sex rip

- speaking of

- EVERYONE TRYNA SAY JUNGKOOK DADDY DADDY DOM DOM!

- HAVE YOU SEEN THE BOY

- the boy RUNS from women 

- if u a guy u in luck jungkook prob daddy dom then but on the other end

- he may look like a sex god but he awkwardly huddles in the corner of an elevator when a woman walks in so

- SO THAT BEING SAID THE BOY IS ACTUALLY PROBABLY A SWITCH LOL

- definitely more submissive tho this boy is DTF and he will literally melt at your fingertips

- not too vocal but really likes to let you know how much he’s truly enjoying it because this boy gets INTO SEX LIKE WOW

- sweaty forehead, heavy breathing, half moan-groans

- isn’t big on praise early in the relationship but he geTS INTO IT 

- calls u prince(ss) when he decides on a rare occasion to dom

- will make sure ur treated WAY before himself

- brings home random stray puppies and you just

- “jungkook,,,,,,,,, no”

- “jungkook,,,,,,,,,,,,,, yes”

- likes gfriend more than he’ll admit

- seokjin treats you two like fuckin 2 year olds

- callin you every day like “don’t forget to brush ur teeth!”

- and jungkook is so :) 

- he ignored one of jin’s calls once

- and before you know it there’s angry knocking at your door at jungkook opens the door and jin is 

- :D did you :D ignore my call?

- and jungkook goes from :) to     :    )    real quick

- likes to flex after working out and act all macho

- and then u tickle him and he’s begging for mercy

- movie marathons end in popcorn fights and lazy makeout sessions complete with falling asleep under a half-assed pillow fort

- sweetie who is a little shy to hold your hand in public but at home he’ll be so far up your ass in  a non-sexual way that has it so that people can’t differentiate the two

- gets emotional sometimes bc of how much he loves you honestly

- really sweet boyfriend overall just put up with his shit and he’ll love you forever (as will the boys)

Made of Metal

Note: this took way longer than it should have aka a week, at least. also, I’m not too familiar with how physical therapy goes or losing a limb, so I hope this is alright! thank you for the request, darling. I hope you like it. feedback is always welcome, I love reading your comments! .c

Request: Could you do a bucky x reader where the reader recently lost one of her limbs on a mission and he sees that she isn’t coping well, Tony and Bruce make her an artificial limb, and Bucky ends up falling for the reader as he helps her adjust to her new life. Just some fluff and angst please and thank you if you do. - @kazekagegirl

Originally posted by retardell


“All clear!” Steve called out to you and Bucky. You and the two super soldiers were sent on a mission to gather intel and do a sweep. The sweep was easy, there weren’t too many guards since it was a small base, but the hard part was finding the damned information you needed. With a heavy sigh, you trailed beside Bucky and met with Steve in a dark room.

You stepped in and looked around, seeing an empty room.“I’ve never seen so much information in my life.” You sarcastically muttered, earning a breathy laugh from Bucky. Steve, however, thought it was unfit for this situation.

“Just look for a hidden passage. Those are becoming more common with Hydra.” Steve said, trailing his hand along the wall. He listened carefully and Bucky started searching on the opposite wall, but used his metal hand so he could feel any sort of vibrations.

You sighed and made your way along another wall. Coming closer to the corner of the wall, your finger slid across a small slit. You tugged on it with the pads of your fingers, hearing the granite rub against each other.

“Cap!” You called over your shoulder, pulling the passage door open. The super soldiers sighed in relief as you had the door pulled all the way open now. It was dark inside and you could hear faint beeping. And so could Bucky and Steve.

“Y/N, don’t-” Before Bucky could finish his sentence, you stepped forward and felt something under your boot. Your eyebrows creased and you moved away, only regretting it when the beeping got louder and faster.

“Shit! Y/N, move!” Bucky ran over to grab you but the bomb exploded, shooting you and the soldiers across the room and destroying the entire space.The ceiling and the walls started to crumble down and all you could hear was ringing in your ears. Above anything else, your left leg was in excruciating pain.

You tried to open your eyes, but they wouldn’t open. You tried to speak but you couldn’t find your voice. Slowly, everything turned black and your thoughts were silenced.


“Why isn’t she awake yet?”

The voice was far away it seemed, muffled by your hazy mind. Everything felt weird, your eyes wouldn’t even open as you started to wake up. A faint ringing sounded through your ears, or was it beeping? You heard shuffling feet moving to your right.  

“Her body is tired. Be patient.”

Bruce. His voice got clearer as the fog left your mind. The beeping was a heart monitor, a steady rhythm of your heartbeat. You could feel the heaviness in your head much more as you came to your senses. Your whole body hurt and you couldn’t feel your left leg. It was numb, almost like it wasn’t even there.

Your eyes fluttered a little, the light above was bright and you wished someone would just turn it off. “You’re going to have to tell her what happened.” Bruce said softly to the other person.

A sigh left their lips and you opened your eyes, turning your head to look at them. Bucky was beside Bruce. He was in pajamas. When did he change out of his suit? How long had you been asleep? And what did Bucky have to tell you?

“T-tell me what?” You asked, wincing at the dryness in your throat. It felt like you hadn’t spoken in years. The two men turned around quickly, relief shot through them and they rushed over to you.

"Y/N! You’re awake!” Bucky smiled though his eyes were starting to water as he looked at you. You looked exhausted and dare he say lifeless. He and Steve kept checking on you any moment they could when Bruce wasn’t giving you check-up’s. They made it out with minimal injuries so they were released the same day you all got back.

Bucky’s hand rest on your cheek, his thumb gently caressing it. “How do you feel?” He asked when you didn’t say anything in return. You swallowed and moved to sit up, only to have Bucky’s metal hand carefully push your shoulder down. "What happened to me?” You looked between Bucky and Bruce.

Nervousness crossed their features and it made your stomach drop. Licking your dry lips, you became aware of the numbness in your left leg again. "Y/N, do you remember what happened?” Bruce asked, taking off his glasses and hooking them on his lab coat pocket.

Your eyebrows creased as you searched through your brain. You remembered being on a mission with Steve and Bucky. Something went wrong. “The mission. Where is Steve?” You whispered, looking at Bucky. You analyzed him, noticing a bandage on his right forearm. A small cut was healing on his cheek and he looked worn out.

Bucky’s throat bobbed as he tried to speak, but words like the ones he needed to say were choking him up. Bruce picked up the hint and spoke to you instead. “Steve is alright, Y/N. His and Bucky’s injuries were… They were minimal. But yours-” Bruce cleared his throat and Bucky looked away, his hair framing the side of his face so you couldn’t see him. Your heart started to race, the sound carrying through from the monitor. Bucky quickly grabbed your hand and brushed your knuckles; he was trying to comfort you.

Impatience was bubbling in your stomach. "Well?” You asked timidly, damn near afraid to hear the answer. Bruce rubbed his chin and looked into your eyes. “Your left leg was.. It’s…gone.” He whispered. If your eyes could fall out of their sockets, they would have. The numbness you felt wasn’t numbness. It was absence.

Your eyes filled with tears as you made sense of what Bruce just told you. "What do you mean gone?” You shook your head as your breathing picked up. Bucky squeezed your hand when you tried to move the blankets off of you. “Y/N, the explosion,” Bucky rasped, “You need to be ready to see it. Bruce stitched you up but it’s only been two days.” His lip quivered and you covered your face with your hands, sobbing uncontrollably now.

You lost your leg. How were you going to fight now? How would you adjust to a totally different life, just like that?

Bruce let you and Bucky have a moment alone. He gave Bucky a saddened look and turned to leave the medic lab. "I’m so sorry.” Bucky leaned down to hold you in his arms - one real, one metal. His heart ached for you; he knew what you felt right now, and he’d make sure he’d be here to help you through every second of it.


It’s been three weeks since you were released from the med bay. Tony had made you an artificial leg made from the same material as Bucky’s arm was made of. It has been an emotional roller coaster for you, that’s for sure. You wouldn’t even look at your left leg - or what’s left of it - for a few days.

When you got too tired for physical therapy, Bucky would bring you your crutches for you to walk on, and he would help you with exercises. He’s always arms length away from you. You enjoyed the time spent together. It formed an even tighter bond between the both of you, much stronger than before your accident.

"Y/N?” Your head snapped up and cleared of your thoughts as you watched Bucky walk over with a glass of water. He smiled softly and sat beside you, careful not to jostle your leg as he moved. “You looked a little lost there.” He commented, a ghost of worry in his eyes.

You smiled at him, taking the glass from his hand. You sipped at it slowly and hummed. "Just thinking is all.” Bucky nodded and looked down at your leg that was propped up on a cushion on the table. He thought you looked pretty badass with the metal leg. And a little sexier.

In another way, he absolutely adored it. It made him feel like he had someone to connect with. Even before you had this accident, he felt a connection with you. But now, helping you and seeing you push yourself and even grab onto him for support, it sparked a flame within his heart.

"Bucky,” Your hand waved in front of his eyes after you set your now empty glass down on the carpet. He hummed, raising his eyebrows. “You were spacing this time.” You laughed softly, watching his cheeks heat up just a little.

“S-sorry. Um, are you ready?” He stood to his feet and looked down at you. Another half hour of walking around and holding onto Bucky’s hand was now in motion. "Ready as I’ll ever be.” You grunted as you sat up, reaching for Bucky’s hand.

He bent down and picked most of your weight up so you could stand on both of your feet – one real, one made of metal. It was starting to feel a little more comfortable. Tony made it so it’s about the same weight as your right leg, so you weren’t pulling a huge piece of metal around. Rather it felt smooth, like you could cross it over your opposite knee normally. But it’s also strong enough to use during missions when you’ve healed completely.

Bucky walked beside you, keeping his metal hand on the small of your back and his right one underneath yours. You huffed as you walked, still a little wobbly. Before you left the common room, you stopped.

“Are you okay?” Bucky asked with concern, his hand squeezing yours. You nodded shyly. “I want- can I hold your metal hand?” You asked quietly. If Bucky wasn’t in love with you before, he definitely was now. His heart skipped in his chest and he smiled widely. “Yeah! Y-yeah, of course-yeah.” He switched sides and now let his left hand rest underneath yours, his right hand holding the small of your back.

You smiled, feeling yourself become bashful. You just couldn’t help it. You wanted him to feel how he made you feel. Like having a missing body part, replaced with something that lacked blood flow and feeling, was okay. Bucky walked with you down hallways, into different rooms, keeping his patience with you when you needed to stop for a break.

"That’s good, Doll.” Bucky praised you as you slowed to a stop to rest for a moment. You smiled a little and Bucky turned to faced you. He looked down at your leg and hummed. “What if you try to walk on your own now? Just a few steps.” He offered, rubbing his hand along your arm soothingly as you gripped onto them for support.

You were getting better and this had started to feel easy enough. A little challenge would be fine, you thought to yourself. "Yeah, I’ll try it. You’ll be close, right?” You kept your eyes on Bucky’s chest, too scared to meet his eyes. He smiled and blushed lightly at your question. The thought of you wanting him close was endearing to him.

"I won’t leave.” He promised, slowly backing away from you. Bucky’s hand slipped from your grasp and you let out a shaky breath as you stood on your own. He stood a few steps away from you, ready to catch you if you started to fall. You can do this, it’s just a few steps.

Bucky took notice of your hesitation as he held his hand out for you to grab once you’ve made it to him. He waited patiently for you to move. Taking a steady breath, you began to walk. “Hold your hands out by your sides for more balance control, Y/N.” You did as Bucky said and started with your right foot. Your left foot followed, only a little more wobbly.

"That’s it, Doll.” Bucky’s smile was small but it grew bigger as you took another step. Your weight wasn’t as supported before, but you knew you’d have to walk without Bucky by your side eventually. "You’re almost here.” Bucky breathed, noticing your thigh beginning to shake.

Keeping your balance and your mind focused on the last two steps, you reached out for Bucky’s hand. You finally slipped yours into his as you stood in front of him. You laughed softly and felt your eyes fill with tears. "I did it, Bucky!” You felt happy and proud of yourself for accomplishing your goal. Bucky held you closer and pressed his lips to your forehead.

"That’s my girl.”


You woke up in a sweat, the throbbing pain in your leg had pulled you out of your sleep. It was becoming unbearable and you just wanted to scream. Turning to the clock on your bedside table, you checked the time. 5:23am. You groaned both out of pain and exhaustion.

Sleeping wasn’t too bad, but the pain you were starting to feel was just too much. You slipped out of bed and took deep breaths, grabbing your crutches so you could go see Bruce.

The tower was silent, but Bruce was always awake this early. You just hoped he would know how to help.

“Phantom pains.” He muttered, writing down some information on a clipboard. Your eyebrows creased as you sat on the table. “What?” You whispered, still trying to speak through the odd sensation of still having the rest of your leg there. Bruce sighed and before he could continue, Bucky walked into the lab.

He rushed over to you, not even acknowledging Bruce. “Are you alright? I wanted to check on you, but you weren’t in bed.” He was worried, holding both your cheeks in his palms. He noticed the discomfort in your features. “Phantom pains.” Bruce repeated. Bucky knew this all too well.

Bucky nodded in understanding and rubbed your back. “I recommend massages and I can give you simple anesthetic injections to ease the pain. It’s mostly psychological, so you’ll mentally have to overcome this.” Bruce explained while searching through his cabinet for an injection to give you.

You sighed and leaned your head on Bucky’s shoulder. He kissed your head and you looked away as Bruce flicked the end of the needle. “You ready?” You nodded and bit your lip as your brain now re-focused on the pain you were feeling. It was odd, feeling pain when you didn’t even have that part of you anymore.

Bruce injected you with the medicine and you breathed out, squeezing your eyes until he was finished. “For now, you can put a heating pad on top of it. It’s fine with the metal. It’ll aid in the pain while the medicine works its way into your system.” Bruce smiled softly at you, handing you a heating pad, and you quietly thanked him.

Bucky picked you up and you held your crutches to your chest along with the heating pad, allowing Bucky to carry you to your room.

Once there, Bucky helped you situate yourself in your bed, plugging in the heating pad, and gently placing it over where skin met metal. “You didn’t have to carry me.” You pointed out, causing Bucky to look up at you. “I know those pains all too well. You wouldn’t have made it back yourself this time.” Bucky mumbled, his eyes drooping a tad.

“Get some rest, Bucky.” You yawned, feeling better already. With a kiss to your forehead, Bucky left you to sleep.


After waking up again that morning, the day consisted of more physical therapy, another phantom pain injection, and Bucky helping you in any way he could. Night had fallen and you were feeling emotional as you stared at yourself in your full length mirror that hung from your closet door.

There were scar abrasions rising above the metal on your skin. You suddenly felt abnormal, insecure, and the tears you tried to hold back for the past five minutes were nearly filling over.

There was no way anyone would want to be with you when you looked like this. A small, broken and pained sob broke through your mouth. Just then, a soft knock sounded on your bedroom door.

"Go away!” You choked through your sobs, taking a seat on your bed. The knocking stopped and you hoped you hadn’t upset whoever it was. But you just didn’t want anyone to see you right now. Instead of the person leaving, they opened your door slowly.

“It’s me, Doll.” Bucky whispered, his eyes found you on your bed, in a t-shirt you stole from him at least a year ago. It was his favorite shirt, but it was yours now, there’s no way he’d take it from you – not after seeing you in it. He shut your door behind him and walked over to your bed, sitting down beside you. “Y/N?” His hand lifted your chin and your lip quivered. Tears stained your cheeks and he gasped quietly.

"Hey hey, what’s the matter?” His thumb wiped at your cheeks and you shook your head, another sob falling from your lips. Bucky was starting to worry now. Seeing you like was making his heart clench in his chest. “Doll, you gotta talk to me. Please.” He begged, making you meet his worried blue eyes. You controlled your crying and took deep breaths before you wiped at your nose.

“Bucky, I hate it.” His eyebrows creased and he instantly looked down at your leg. Surely you couldn’t mean that. His thoughts were correct when you looked down as well. Bucky sighed and he knew exactly what you were feeling. He stood up and moved towards your bedside table and grabbed the soothing cream Bruce had given you.

It helped with healing the skin a bit more where the metal rest against it. Bucky bent down onto his knees and you shied away from him. His hands reached for your leg and you whimpered, pushing his hand away. “Don’t touch it.” You whispered, trying to scoot away from him, to put distance between him and your leg.

Bucky’s eyes watered and he sat back on his haunches, trying to find the right words to say. “Y/N, I had the hardest time accepting my… arm. I knew what I did with it, how many terrible things it’s capable of, how many…people..I’ve-” His words got lost in the lump in his throat.

You bit your lip to keep from crying again. “Y/N, this doesn’t make you any less beautiful than before; any less stronger.” He spoke softly and he reached for your leg again. "I’m sorry.” You sniffled, letting him rub some cream where metal met skin. His fingers were slightly trembling and he glanced up at you.

“I’ll help you through this, Doll. If I can accept mine, you can accept yours.” You nodded and swallowed thickly, watching as he rubbed your leg, allowing the medicine to settle in before setting the tube aside. "I’m glad you’re here for me, Bucky.” Your hand reached out to his hair, trailing your fingers through it and you rubbed your thumb along his cheek. Bucky looked up at you and he was speechless.

Your touch sent shivers down his spine. He leaned forward and was closer to your face now, his torso rest against your knees. He let his forehead rest on yours and you held both of his cheeks now. “I’m so sorry I didn’t protect you.” Bucky’s eyes closed and you shook your head gently.

"It was my fault for not paying attention. I’m just glad you, Steve, and I made it out alive. I’m just, I feel so…ugly with this. And I don’t mean to make you feel bad about yours, but…it’s just so difficult.” Bucky pulled away slightly and you felt his metal hand trail down your thigh, then you only felt a little vibration when he let his metal hand rest against the inside of your metal leg.

He bent down and placed his lips along your flesh, causing your heart to skip in your chest. His lips were gentle on your skin and you became more aware of the feelings you had for this man. He was strong and was able to overcome the most horrible past. You felt guilty for feeling like this about your leg, when his arm held so much more angst and heart wrenching pain.

"Bucky.” You breathed as you pulled him up gently and looked into his eyes. He looked at you as if you placed the stars in the sky, as if you were the only two people on earth. He glanced at your lips and you slowly leaned in. Bucky was a tad bit more impatient. He closed the distance between your lips and your eyes immediately closed. His felt even softer against yours and you felt him hum into the kiss. Your lips molded perfectly together.

Your hand rest against his metal shoulder and you pulled away, gasping for air. Bucky looked at you with such intensity, you had to look away or else you’d be a sobbing mess again. But instead of meeting your lips with his once more, you pulled the collar of his shirt down enough to place your lips against his scars.

He was breathing shakily as he nuzzled his face into your hair, wrapping his flesh arm around your body.

You two stayed wrapped in each others embrace that night, both of your legs wrapped in his, and both of his arms wrapped around you. One real, one made of metal.

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A Lesson in Love (The Aftermath)

Summary: (College!AU) In which you’re assigned to write a story about romance, a subject you know nothing about, and Bucky, a hopeless romantic, offers you his assistance.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Word Count: 3,817

A/N: The tag list for this story is officially CLOSED. This part is small snippets of how the reader is feeling after the events of the last chapter. I hope you enjoy it 😊

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Originally posted by otabeksaltins

Forty Minutes Later

You read an article a few weeks ago about something called ‘dry drowning’. At the time, the prognosis seemed so strange. Whenever you heard the word 'drowning’, you associated it with water. That’s why you couldn’t comprehend how it could happen on land. It took a quick Google search to inform you that dry drowning was the lungs’ inability to extract oxygen from the air; it could happen just as easily on land as it could in the water.

As you sit on the floor with your arms still wrapped tightly around your body and your legs fast asleep, you realize that you’re drowning. The world is blurring into shapes you can’t make out and bright colors that make your eyes hurt. Your head is spinning. And your heart, oh your heart, it’s aching with loss. Abandonment. Rejection.

Rejection is a feeling you don’t know very well and one that is quite literally making you sick to your stomach. By avoiding relationships, you’ve avoided this. But there was only so long you could last before it found you. You might be biased or inexperienced, but you’re almost certain that it has sensed your vulnerability like a dog sniffs out fear and is using that to its advantage. It sees you trapped out in the ocean trying to keep yourself afloat and it’s like a merciless wave that refuses to let you get your bearings before knocking you under the surface again.

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The Labyrinth Finale

Originally posted by baebsaes

Genre: Gang AU/ High School AU 

Pairing: Reader/Jimin ft. all the members

Length: 4.7k

Summary: Looking back on your past, your life has never been anything out of the ordinary. Although your parents had left you on one mysterious night, leaving you little to no explanations, you live out the rest of your years residing in a new town under the custody of your aunt. That is, until you return to your hometown to investigate the whereabouts of your parents during your senior year in high school. It was that fateful decision that led you to find a boy collapsed on your front porch one night, wounds gaping and life fading when your entire life is spun out of control. Somehow being dragged into a life of crimes in the underground business of his, you discover the twisted secrets hidden behind the world you thought you had known all along. 

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A/N: And here we are! 1 year and 7 months later, we have finally arrived at the final chapter of The Labyrinth. There have been countless times when I just wanted to discontinue this series and quit writing overall because of the lack of an audience, and yet I persevered because this was a story I wanted to tell and it is a work of mine I hold dear to me. But alas, more and more people started to read this massive series, and before I knew it, the reason I continued to write this series was not only for me, but also for you, my readers. So thank you so much, because YOU guys are one of the reasons why I’ve been able to learn the things that I did from writing The Labyrinth. It saddens me that this is where it all ends, but I’d like to take this time to thank you all, those from the beginning, middle, and even future, for the endless support and I love you all so very much. Without further ado, here is the final chapter of The Labyrinth! // 01/29/16 ~ 08/01/17


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