are you..........nuzzling..........his neck

HOW YOU WAKE HIM UP || RIVERDALE. SERIES

ARCHIE ANDREWS: It never took much to wake Archie up. You would wake up, his face stll nuzzled in your neck. Slowly moving away from him, he would stir in his sleep, but stay that way. You pushed the hair from his face, pressing your forehead to his. At this point, he would already be awake, but you would kiss him until he kissed you back.
“That–” Archie mutters kissing you again “Is the best way to wake up”



JUGHEAD JONES: Your eyes opened to see bright light pouring into your room. You looked over to see Jughead laying next to you, still asleep. You studiet his calm features, his mouth slightly agape as quiet snores fell from his mouth. Smiling to yourself, you ran your hands up and down his bare chest.
He groaned lowly, wrapping his arms tighter around you, nuzzling his face in your neck.
“Wake up Jugg” You cooed in his ear.
He signed slowly, a shiver going down your spine as his breath fall against your neck.
“Jughead” You said rubbing his shoulders.
“Fine” He groaned, his voice muffed against your neck.



REGGIE MANTLE: When you wake up, you typically laying on Reggie. You would lean up, smiling down at his calm sleeping face.
“Reggie” You whisper, running your fingers through his long tangled hair.
“Reggie babe, wake up” He groaned lowly, rolling over, bringing you with him.
He would pin you under him, his face nuzzled in your neck, his hair ticking your face. “Reggie let me up!” You gigled, playing with his hair.
“C'mon Hero, we need to start our day” You laughed, pushing him off of you
“Fine” He groaned against your neck




hey, its me I’m back. I hope you like it tell me if you want more x  

When She Gets Sleepy

- This is my first “fic” well it will be more of a drabble -

I REPEAT THIS IS MY FIRST FANFICTION EVER!!!

Warnings: unedited, first fic I’ve ever written, hopefully super fluffy fluff

Poly!Hamilsquad x reader

Summary: The boys have been really busy lately, reader is sleepy and clingy, the boys just love the way she acts when she needs more sleep.

AN: I hope this is good for the first imagine I’ve written, I was inspired by @a-schuylerr  ‘s poly!hamilsquad imagine, “heavy eyes”.  I wrote all this in one sitting, feel free to tell me if you like it or tell me some improvements, thanks :)

Enjoy~


Originally posted by scientists-and-stars

     Now you weren’t going to lie, You haven’t been sleeping very well the past few days. 

     All the boys were very busy. Hercules with his tailoring, he is having to deal with a very picky rich woman who wanted everything to be her way or the highway. 

     Alexander was busy with all the work his boss, George Washington, was giving him. Then there is always fighting with Jefferson. 

     And John is busy…. Well you aren’t really sure what he’s been busy with, he’s just going in and out of the apartment constantly.

     Then there was Lafayette. He was busy with volunteering at a local high school, tutoring children learning French. In fact, he is loving teaching his native tongue to the youngsters so much that he is thinking of possibly applying to be an official French teacher.

     Now listen, it wasn’t that the boys were ignoring you, not by any means. They were just all so busy. Alex was staying up all night until dusk working on god knows what on his computer. Here being kept up late in his shop working on all his clothes he was making. John doing whatever it was John was doing.

     The point is, they all got into bed once you were asleep and all at ungodly hours in the morning. You missed cuddling with them. And you tried you damn hardest to get them all to go to bed at a reasonable hour, but no matter your persuasive tactics, they would not budge from their respective places.

     You all had the day off today, though they were at home, they were all still doing work. You were up, but still very sleep deprived and feeling sorta needy, you needed to touch them, you missed them. 

     But, it didn’t matter that you missed them and all you wanted to do was cuddle and watch a movie and eventually fall asleep. It didn’t matter because you had to go to the supermarket to get some food.

     “Hey guys, I’m going to go to the store to get some food, anyone want anything?” you asked by the front door slipping on your favorite pair of boots, ‘cause it’s cold as hell in New York during the winter.

      To your surprise, both Laf and John jumped up and said they’d join you.

      You were more than happy to have them come along. The three of you set off down the stairs of your building after you all put on your coats, Laf made sure both you and john had on a scarf and a beanie and were warm enough. 

     Once at the store you took out your list of items you needed and the three of you set off to look for your desired items. The trip ended up taking much, much longer than anticipated, it took two and a half hours.

     By the time you were in the check-out line, you were leaning heavily on Laf’s shoulder with your hand intertwined with his. John was looking at the two of you with so much love in his eyes. 

     “Mon amor, are you tired?” Laf teased.

     “Mhm,” was the only response you were able to produce.

     While you were waiting in this horridly long line, you closed your eyes. Above your head John and  Laf glanced at each other, down at your sleepy form, back at each other, then smirked.

     The boys love it when you got sleepy, ‘cause when you got sleepy you got clingy and cuddly and become very dependent on your four boys to take care of you and hold you. 

     John quickly texted both Herc and Alex to tell them that you were in this mood. He told them to get some blankets out and wrap up whatever they were working on.

     All whilst checking out, you leaned on Laf and mumbled half awake sentences about hurrying up. John and Laf only internally “awwww”ed and lightly chuckled at you behavior.

     On the car ride back to your apartment you sat in the back with John cuddled up to his side, your head on his chest. His soft humming, one hand running through your hair, the other rubbing your thigh in soothing motions, and the steady rise and fall of his chest were all coaxing you into sleep. 

     When you got back to the apartment building, John shook you awake. Your eyes fluttered open, you closed them again, your eyebrow creasing with the unwanted and unexpected awakening. You slowly brought you hands, curled in loose fists, to softy rub your eyes.

     “W-wha’s goin’ on? Wha’ happened?” you murmured sleepily

     “You fell asleep, baby girl, we’re back at the building now, you gotta get up,” John replied, a smile on his face. You were just so damn adorable.

      “Oh,” you pouted slightly, you were so tired you couldn’t see straight. You lifted your arms with as much strength as you could muster and made grabby hand at Laf, signaling to him that you wanted to be carried,

     Laf chuckled and did that thing people do when they see something so cute they frown and smile at the same time, trying not to exclaim out loud how cute and adorable and precious you were being.

     Laf scooped you up into his arms. You wrapped your legs around his waist, you arms wound tightly around his neck and nuzzled you head into the crook of his neck. His hands rested at you lower back and one under your jean-clad bottom to ensure you don’t fall. The placement of his hands pushed you closer to your boyfriend, you hummed contently, loving the physical contact.

     Oblivious to you, Laf’s head shot up to make eye contact with John. Their eyes wide, trying their damnedest not to make any noises about you kola like behavior. 

     Laf, with you curled around him, carried you to the elevator, John strolled behind you two, looking at your head and how every now-and-then you would nuzzle your nose into his neck, your eyes closed and a content smile in your face.

     When you finally got to your floor and into to the apartment, Laf set you on the bench near the front door that the five of you use to put extra bundle necessities in, and to sit in to put on and take off your shoes. 

     After taking off his own shoes, John bent down to unite and take off your shoes. While he was busy doing that you very slowly took off you coat and other winter accessories. 

     You softly rubbed you eyes again and looked up at John, who had now stood at full height, looking down at you making sure you got everything off without trouble. He smiled at you and offered you his hand. You smiled a small smile back and took his hand. He helped you up and you leaned against him.

     As you neared the living room, your feet dragged. You were just so sleepy. 

     Alex was sitting all alone on the couch. Unknown to you, Laf had quickly gone to him once he saw Alex was seated on the couch and told him of your adorable sleepy clingy behavior. He kissed him and told him he needs to cuddle with you alone for a minute. 

     Once Alex saw you his face lit up, when he saw how you leaned on John and how cute you looked. His smile got bigger and internally thanked whatever god or gods there were that this beautiful woman, and handsome freckled man beside her, loved him. Alex could write for days on how beautiful and adorable you looked, clinging to John’s arm.

     “Awwww, come here sweetheart,” Alex said to you, winking at John, silently telling him he knew what was going on and what was going to happen. John walked the two of you over to the couch, you crawled into Alex’s lap nuzzling you head into his neck, one hand at your side, the other wound in his hair. 

     Above your head John gave Alex one or two affectionate greeting kisses. After they parted, John planted a soft, lingering kiss to the top of your head, then headed to the kitchen to help put up the couple of food bags Laf had taken from him before you even registered that you needed to take off you coat, just seconds ago. He kissed Herc for maybe a little longer than needed, but nobody was objecting. The two men who went with you on your shopping trip filled in Herc on how cute you were acting, how they just love you leaning on them, your clingy-ness, your little stumble shuffle combo as you attempt to walk at a reasonable pace. 

     Alex looked down at you fondly and said something you didn’t quite catch… Wait, when did you get into Alex’s arms. Ohhh, he so warm, and smells so good. And him rubbing soothing circles on your back, the other on your knee and thigh. Good lord- you could drift off into sleep right now. You feel his warmth and affection seeping into you, you were just too tired to know what was going on. His actions soothed you, you were falling asleep again, but you felt as if somewhere, far away, someone was trying to talk to you. You whimpered, burrowing your face closer to his neck, if that was even possible.

      You are just about to fall asleep once again you feel his chest rumble as he says, “Hmmm, how ‘bout that,love? Would you like that? Did’ya hear me, little one?”

     You grunted out a small “what”, getting metaphorically drunk of his warmth, sent, and the warm breath being blown on to your neck as he talks.

     He chuckled lightly, if you’d have been fully responsive at the time you would have heard the smile in his voice as he repeated himself, “I said, how ‘bout we get you out of those jeans and into some sweats and we can all cuddle in bed, we have all had a long week, I think we all deserve a cuddle session.”

      You slowly nodded, liking that idea, but not quite understanding in your half-asleep, well mostly asleep, daze.

     As soon as you had finished nodding, your other three amazing boyfriends came out of the kitchen, Herc in the lead, eager to see you and cuddle you. 

     Herc crouched down in front of you and Alex and rested a hand on your thigh softy to get your attention. Your eyebrows crease once again, like they did in the car before you slowly lifted your head from the crook of Alex’s neck and was met with the face of your fourth lover, who had an endearing smile on his face, looking at you fondly.

     “Hey there, sleepyhead,” Herc murmured to you, but the room was quiet enough that everyone herd it, even Laf and John who were embracing each other and smiling fondly and the small group on and in front of the couch.

     “H-herc, hey, man, I m-missed you,” you mumbled, not having enough energy to speak very loud. You slowly lifted your arms from Alex to attempt to latch on to Herc.

     Your lovers all chuckled, they found it amusing yet endearing that you called people “man” and “dude” when you were, or weren’t, tired.

     Herc easily picked you up spun around in the direction of the bedroom, all after you had wrapped yourself around him, just like you had done with Laff not even ten minutes ago.

     The rest of the boys followed in suit, John stopping by the thermostat to turn the heat down a little, once you were all five in bed, with all those big, furnace bodies *cough, cough* Laf and Herc *cough,cough*, somebody is bound to get a little over heated *cough, cough* you or Alex *cough, cough.*

     Herc set you down on you feet, Laff by your side to keep you from falling over. John get you someone’s boxers, probably Alex’s, and grabbed a Black Lives Matter shirt, probably Herc’s, judging by the size, just a little bigger than Laf’s shirt.  

      John tossed the boxers and shirt to Laf so he could help you undress and dress. While Laf help you, the other boys got in more comfy clothes as well. 

       Laf slowly slid your jeans down your legs, being very patient while you wobbled and grabbed his shoulder to steady yourself when stepping out of them. Next came you panties, you were fine with being bare in front of them, they loved you for you. He steadied you as you stepped into the boxers. He slid them up your legs, when he stood at full height, he looked down at you and smiled, seeing your eyes closed and head tilting forward. 

      John kissed the place where Laf’s shoulder meets his neck and murmured in his ear, “You get comfy, I’ll finish changing our sleepy little one.”

     Laf nodded an okay, turned and kissed John on the lips, only to part a couple seconds late when they heard your tired needy whine. Laf chuckled against the freckled man’s lip, and muttered to him, “Our princess sure is cling today, better get moving, she just might, how you say… pass out? Oui, pass out.”

     Now it was John’s turn to nod. He pecked Laf’s lips once more, then turned to you. Your eyes were drooping closed, trying to stay awake, but failing.

     “Hey, darlin’, lets get you out of that shirt, huh?” John murmured against your forehead, his southern drawl coming out on certain words in his sentence. The more relaxed he was, the more that sweet hint of southern twang came out. Normally that would have soaked those boxers you were wearing, but you were much to tired to even fathom that.

     John slowly got your shirt and bra off, then slowly slid the shirt down your torso, his fingertips purposely skimming the sides of your breasts and your sides making you shiver and whimper a little. When you were sleepy and not focused, your skin’s sensitivity became heightened. But John knew not to go father, besides he was becoming more and more tired himself. When the shirt got to your waist he let go of the ends letting it fall and end a couple inches past your bottom. He pulled you in for a hug, which lasted at leas thirty seconds, your head facing sideways on the front of his shoulder.

     John released you from his tight embrace. Alex swept you up into his arms and guided you to the bed, where you crawled to the center, the sheets where ice cold making you whine as your sensitive skin came in contact with the ice cubes you called sheets. But hat discomfort faded away quickly as Herc settles in on your right, John cuddled beside him, Alex to your left, Laf on the other side of him. 

     You sunk into Alex and Herc’s warm embrace with no effort, sleepily think about how much you love your boyfriends. Them bed became warm. as the room filled up with the love and affection you held for each other. 

     You were the first to fall asleep, your boys soon to follow. 

     As you drifted off to sleep Alex’s arm curled around your waist, and Herc intertwined his fingers with yours. 

“You’re warm...”

Request:
How would bts members react to their s/o randomly nuzzling their face into his neck because they’re cold

(I hope you don’t mind but I changed up the request a bit so that it can be for everyone)

Thank you for requesting I hope you like it!

{Gifs do not belong to me, all credit to rightful owners}


||Namjoon||

Originally posted by fyeahbangtaned

He probably wouldn’t have much of a reaction because he’d be used to your randomness. But he would find it really cute still because you would be basically hugging him while hiding your face in his neck. “Babe, what are you doing?” You wouldn’t say anything and just nuzzle against his neck more (if possible) and enjoy the warmth he gave you. “Y/n,” he smiles, leaning his head on yours and  petting your hair. “You okay?” You hummed, “you’re just really warm.” His smile grows wider and begins to feel all shy. “Ah, cute.”

||Jin||

Originally posted by jjilljj

Jin wouldn’t mind that you decided to snuggle against him. He’d get comfortable wrapping his arm around you to get closer. “Are you ok like this?” You nod and a small shiver ran up your spine so you hid your face more into his neck. “You’re warm,” you said. “Am I?” you nod again. “It’s making me a bit sleepy,” you hear him chuckle feel him kiss the top of your head. “it’s ok, we can stay like this for a while.”

||Hoseok||

Originally posted by hoseokb

This random little action would probably catch him off guard but not in a bad way and of course he wouldn’t mind. You two were sitting watching a movie but it was a bit cold, and being to lazy to get up you scooted closer to your boyfriend and nuzzled your face into his neck. “What’s this?” he ask playfully as he tried to look down at you. You shook your head and kept yourself close to him and that’s when he felt you shiver. “Oh I see,” he laughs, “my jagi is cold.” “just keep me warm hobi.”

||Yoongi||

Originally posted by minyoongiaesthetic

He would enjoy feeling you against him because honestly you’d be really warm to him to despite you being a bit cold and shaking like a Chihuahua. It was just another lazy day for the both of you and you two were still in bed having small talk. But it was really cold in your room for some reason and you really couldn’t listen to him talk because of it, and the blanket wasn’t helping. “What are you doing?” he’d ask mid way through speaking seeing you roll over to him and nuzzle you face into his neck. “It’s freaking freezing in here and I need your warmth.” Yoongi just grins and brings his arm around you, “weirdo,” “shut up you like this to.”

||Jimin||

Originally posted by beui

This young man right here would find it absolutely adorable. Why you ask? I don’t even but it seems like he would. You would be sitting on the swinging bench on the balcony of your home cuddled with a blanket and enjoying the city view. You were sat between his legs and the small yet cold breeze gave you a chill despite the blanket. You twisted your body so that your legs draped over his right leg and quickly hid your face in the crook of his neck. “Cold?” he giggles. “Yeah, don’t move around too much you’re warm.” He can’t help but grin and hold you once again. “Ok I’ll keep you warm.”

||Taehyung||

Originally posted by bts-k

Taehyung is soft ok, (Physically I’m sure he is to, anyway). He’ll love the fact that he just gets to hold you and all that junk. He’d be sitting on the couch minding his own business but then he sees you waddle in wearing a hoodie. “Tae can I sit with you?” Of course he says yes and beckons you to come over. You hurried over and instead of sitting by him like he expected you sat on his lap, hiding your face into his neck. You sighed happily and slung your arm around his neck. “You’re really warm babe,” your words make him blush and kinda holds you tighter out of shyness. “You need to stop being so cute.”

||Jungkook||

Originally posted by kpop631

You don’t do it often when your with him but whenever you nuzzle your face into his neck he always giggles because your nose or the warmth of your breath hitting his neck always tickles him. He really likes it though because he just likes being near you. “Kookie I’m cold. Can you turn on the heater?” Instead of that he gets up and plops down right next you pulling you onto his lap. “It gets to hot in here really quick, we can just cuddle.” Your lips purse together trying to hide your smile so you nuzzled into his neck. The second you do he laughs and pulls back. “Are sure about th-” “It’s fine I like this.”


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Best Friends Forever

Reader x Klaus Mikaelson

*Requested smut, read carefully ;)

Imagine: You are angry because you ex seems to be really hitting it off since you two broke up. In order to help you through it, Klaus Mikaelson, your best friend, shows up in your place. There, he decides to come clean about his own feelings. After that, things get a bit hot in your room.

Word Count: 3043 

A light rain was pouring outside, matching your horrible mood. Today you had the misfortune of bumping into your ex boyfriend, Matt Donovan, and, to make things even worse, he looked like he could not be any happier, babbling about his growing success. Like you wanted to actually know that! Urgh! And that son of a bitch still felt in the right to comment about your life and fucking laugh about it. So what you had been going out and drinking more? It was none of his business.

Taking a deep breath, you turned on the radio. Music helped a lot to discharge the anger and keep your emotions together. Right now, it was exactly what you needed. Luckily, your girl power song was on: Beyoncé’s hit Single Ladies. A smile fastly appeared, as you started to sing and dance along.

“Acting up, drink in my cup! I can’t care less what you think.” You swayed your hips to the tune and rolled your eyes, wishing you were telling him that. “I need no permission, did I mention?”

“I take you are in a good mood, Y/N.”

The singing stopped and strangled scream came out instead. It took a few seconds for you to realise who had barged into your room, invading your privacy. After the fear went off and Klaus was laughing out loud, you frowned, angry. 

“This is not funny. I could have had a heart attack.”

“You’re a banshee, I’m pretty sure you are able to predict your own death.” You narrowed your eyes. “I’m just kidding! I came back town yesterday and heard Matt was at Mystic Falls as well. Thought I’d come to see how you were doing.”

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Ripped Jeans

Im Jaebumx Reader

Word Count: 3.5k

Genre: Thigh Riding Smut

Summary: Jaebum had been thinking about a certain kink all day long, even when he shouldn’t have been

Author’s Note: Send all the holy water y’all have, and drink some yourself. We all need jesus.
Inspired by this:

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Whistle

Pairing: JUNGKOOK X READER

Summary: You taught Jeongguk to whistle and now he’s getting songs stuck in your head.

Genre: fluff

Length: 1k

A/N: I WAS TRIGGERED OKAY and somehow wrote this in 30 minutes to the DNA trailer coming out

When Jeongguk got a tune in his head, he wouldn’t stop whistling it which had lead to your current predicament, your hand squeezed his cheeks together as with the other you continued to type your essay up, “I can’t focus, if I let go will you stop?”

Jeongguk’s eyes sparkled with the challenge, his eyebrows raised as you slowly let your hand lower and just as you began to type, the clicking of the keyboard calming your nerves because you had managed to leave your homework until the last second again, the whistling started.

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Bangtan reaction to you asking them to cuddle

A/n: bts reaction to you asking them to cuddle?

This sounds so cute and fluffy I love it. Thank you for requesting<3

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One in a Million

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Can you write a short where Seb abd Bucky are in the same universe and they meet. But the reader is dating one of them and hangs out with the other one then her bf gets jealous at the end with fluff please?? Requested by Anonymous

Word Count:1,816

Warnings: Language, Mention of Alzheimer, Tiny Angst, Fluff

A/N: And Happy Birthday Sebby! This is probably not what you had in mind, but it’s what I came up with. I don’t write rpf so Seb is not a Stan ;) I made that gif, you’re welcome to use it.

“Babe?” you called out to Bucky once you noticed him. You were supposed to meet at your favourite coffee shop for lunch and your boyfriend was standing at the hand-off counter, patiently waiting for his cup of coffee.

When he didn’t turn around, you walked over to him and slid your arms around his waist. You didn’t notice how the man tensed and straightened himself up. You nuzzled his neck and placed a soft kiss on his jawline.

“Um, you cut your hair?” The man gave you a little shove and you took a step back to look at him. “What’s wrong?”

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Just a little something…

He’d left you with a fight unfinished at home. He had to be at the studio and he didn’t have the time to finish the argument. He knew you were upset and he hated to leave you with the tears in your eyes, but he knew there was nothing he was going to be able to say in that moment to fix anything.

He needed to go. He needed space and he knew he was going to the one place he could clear his head. He didn’t want to say anything he’d regret, so he left you standing there in the middle of the kitchen.

But now that he’s standing there and he’s singing the words that you put in his heart with your eyes and your kisses and the way you curled into him at night, he finds them harder to sing than ever before.

He opens his mouth, but his throat gets tight and all he can think of is the words he *should have* said. His eyes fall to the floor and all he sees is your bottom lip quivering and the tears welling in your eyes. The eyes that silently pleaded with him to stay. “Stay and talk to me…”. All he can hear is the quiet, choked out sobs he could hear as he walked out the door, followed by the pounding in his chest as he realized what he’d done.

He’d done the one thing you both promised you’d never do. He’d walked away. He’d walked away and left you to wonder what the outcome would be. He’d left you to wonder if *you* were enough, if *love* was enough.

He was the last to realize that he’d stopped singing. The last to realize that the words he’d poured out on to the paper in front of him wouldn’t come out. The last to realize that he’d already pulled his keys from his pocket and was half way out the door as he heard his name being called out to stop him.

He could have stopped. He could have kept singing, kept playing, kept writing. But as much as those words and melodies meant when he wrote them, he knew if he didn’t go home and fix what he broke, they’d never mean the same again.

You heard the door open and close. You heard his boots carry him up the stairs and into your room. You felt the bed dip as his arms wrapped around your waist and pulled you to him. His forehead pressed to yours as he whispered quiet “I’m sorry"s against your lips. His fingers swiped gently at your tear stained cheeks and he waited. He waited for you to say something. Anything.

He didn’t realize he hadn’t taken a breath until he felt you nuzzle into his neck and your arms wrap around to grip his back. “You left…” you said quietly.

He drew in a jagged breath and you felt him nod slowly against your cheek. He was too ashamed to answer aloud.

You knew it wasn’t like him. You knew he’d never left before. Neither had you. It was a promise you’d made when you knew the feelings you felt had meant more than the butterflies in your tummy and the dizziness in your head. When the “I love you’s” fell from your lips like laughs from a toddler. How the way that his eyes fell on you could steal the oxygen from your lungs. You’d promised each other.

He never broke promises and you could feel his heart pounding against your chest as he awaited the pain and uncertainty he felt he deserved. The same things he left you with a few hours earlier. But as hurt as you were, you knew he’d never break a promise again. So, in that moment, you made a silent one to yourself. You promised not to hold this against him. Love meant forgiveness, and right then, as you felt his tears fall to your hair, love was all you could feel.

“Don’t do it again.”

His head lifted from its place atop yours to look you in the eyes and before another “I’m sorry” could leave his lips, your mouth silenced his with a kiss that let him know you no longer needed it.

Yes, he’d left. But he came back, and while you laid there wrapped up in each other, that was all the promise you needed.

Imagine babysitting Groot with Peter...

Originally posted by nicolasprenger

Warnings: way too cute for human consumption, probably language

A/N: This was a request by @grootiez. I hope you like it because I loved it. Definitely spurred more Groot ideas.

Tags: @bitch-m-fabulous , @thecupcakeconsumer, @courtneychicken

You sat reading aloud next to the tiny planted Groot. He had been growing well since sacrificing himself and you hoped he would talk soon. You never met full sized Groot but between the stories and how much time you spent sitting with Baby Groot, you were pretty sure you would have loved him. The group was supposed to be going into the city on the planet you just landed so that they could collect some general supplies and maybe intel. You hated going outside so you opted out and just gave Rocket a brief list in exchange for you staying with Groot. 

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Just Hold Me

A/N: I’m in the mood for some cuddles right now and have no one to cuddle with (b/c boys are dumb) So imma write about it instead.

You woke up to an empty bed this morning, no messages from him on your phone, no note in the kitchen. You knew something was up.

Shawn almost never leaves without any contact to you in anyway. You know where he is and what he is doing, you talked about that at dinner last night, but still it’s a bit odd that he hasn’t even said Hi through text. 

You decide that he is probably just really busy and that you don’t need to be bugging him while he is in the studio writing with Geoff. Instead you decide to make some muffins that way he can have a treat when he gets home. 

You had just put the muffins in the oven when you heard the door open. You smiled and waited for Shawn to meet you in the kitchen. 

“Babe?” He called, he almost sounded sad.

“Shawn?” You called back meeting him in the hallway. 

“Hi.” He weakly smiled at you.

“Bad day?” You asked.

“No it was fine, just feeling a bit off and I don’t know why.” He admits shrugging.

“You okay?” You push further wanting to make sure he really is okay.

“Yeah, can you cuddle me?” He asks looking down. 

“Shawn are you alright?” You ask becoming concerned. He didn’t respond he just walked to you and picked you up. You laughed and protested as he carried you over her shoulder to your shared bedroom. He set you down on the bed and crawled after you. 

You let yourself wrap around him, legs tangling, pulling him close. He held you tight and you nuzzled your head into his neck. You lightly left small kisses up and down his neck as he hummed in pleasure. 

“How was your day babe?” He asked as you looked up at him.

“It was pretty uneventful, just doing laundry and cleaning the bathroom.” You nodded with a small smile. “How was the studio?” You say making it sound casual when in reality you are just trying to get some answers.

“It was okay, we didn’t really hit any inspiration. It’s kind of hard when you are cooped up in a room. It has the most plain walls and 97 pin holes from all the posters they have hung up in there.” He says closing his eyes.

“You counted the pin holes?” You ask raising an eyebrow.

“Yeah, when there is nothing to do and no music coming to your head you get board.” 

“Why didn’t you text or call me?” You ask.

“I don’t know, Geoff said ‘no distractions’.” He shrugs.

“I’m a distraction?”

“Yeah babe, in a good way. Just that when I start talking to you I don’t want to stop, most of the time I just sit there trying to think of ways I could get out of there early so I can come home to you.” He says absentmindedly. 

You hear the timer going off in the kitchen and start to get out of bed.

“Hey, it was a compliment I swear.” He says starting to pull you back.

“What?” You ask confused.

“I didn’t mean it in a bad way, you are the best distraction I promise, don’t leave.” He says and you let your head drop, laughing a bit.

“I love you.” You laugh and give him a quick peck. 

“Where are you going?” He calls as you walk to the kitchen.

“Just wait, I have a surprise for you.” You call out. You take the muffins out of the oven and then out of the tin. You grab two of them and cut them in half spreading the butter just the way he likes. You walk back to the room to find him sitting on the edge of the bed waiting for you. 

“Surprise.” You smile as you show him what’s in your hand. 

“I love you so much.” He smiles as you hand him his buttered muffin.

“I’m glad I made them today, with you having an off day you need something to make you smile.” You say sitting next to him. He looks at you with a weird face. “What?” You ask.

“I don’t need muffins to make me smile. The idea of you at home, for me, alone makes me smile. You make me smile. I don’t need a fucking muffin to make my day better. That’s what you do.” He says becoming serious.

You were joking about the muffin making him smile, but he didn’t take it that way. He was being weird and you didn’t know how to be respond. He was being loving and clingy but also his stubborn sassy self.

“Shawn I know.” You say softly clearing your throat. 

“Good, now hurry up and finish because I wasn’t done cuddling with you.” He grins as you take a bite. 

Breaking In The Beta

Scott McCalll x Fem!Reader

Warnings: +18, sex, swearing, smut gifs under cut, Dom!Scott, Sub!Reader, Puppy!Reader, Alpha!Scott


Scott growled as Stiles squeaked when you nuzzled into his neck and hopped onto one of his legs, grinding against his thigh.

“(Y/N)!” He snapped and your attention was slowly drawn to the alpha who you’d lied to and convinced you’d had your heat under control.

“Yes Scott?” You asked sweetly, your hips not stilling and Stiles was staring at you like he might pass out.

“Damnit (Y/N), you said you had this sorted!” He sighed and hurried over, picking you up around the waist with one arm as he jerked his head towards the door.” Sorry mate, should sort her out… I’ll call you when we’re done and we can try again?” He offered glancing at the movie that had been tossed on the coffee table.

“Sort her out. you’re not going to kill her, are you?” Stiles asked with narrowed eyes as you wriggled around until you’d wrapped yourself around Scott.

“No Stiles, she’s in heat.” He chuckled when Stiles made an odd coughing splutter and stumbled to the door. “I’ll call you later.”

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Somewhere in Neverland

Summary: After a mission, Bucky goes to a trip on memory lane about your relationship.

Paring: Bucky x Reader

Words: 2520

Warnings: Fluffy, so much fluffy. All flashbacks are in italic you will love Bucky even more after this.

credits to the gif owners

Bucky looks at himself in the mirror, he hates to admit but right now he looks scary and much like a killer. He chuckles because this is exactly what he is. His hair is dirty, with sweat and there is probably blood on it.

The mission was rough, but they always are. He has a few bruises on his body, nothing too painful just a reminder of what happened in the last few hours and how dangerous his job is.  He hears you getting up and off the bed, he can’t help but smile when he hears you complaining from the cold and going to the bathroom after him.

“I didn’t hear you coming. You should have woke me up.” You say kissing his shoulder and hugging him from behind “Didn’t want to distribute you, sweetheart. You looked very cute sleeping.”  He feels you kissing his shoulder again, resting your head on his back.

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What I Can’t Give You

Request: I was wondering if you could do a Bucky x reader where Bucky notices that she gets upset whenever anyone mentions babies when she used to love the topic before and he finds out that she was recently diagnosed with infertility? If it’s too complicated or you don’t feel comfortable writing it, I understand! Thank you either way! ❤ - @blazeshira

Bucky Barnes X Reader

Word Count: 1492

Warnings: Talk of infertility, brief mention of sexual activity, it’s angsty and fluffy? 

A/N: Hello! I know this isn’t exactly the exact same as the request, but it was what I was able to create, so I hope it’s alright!! xo

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"ground rules"
  • Draco: Nothing's going to change, okay Potter?
  • Harry: *kisses his head* Mhm
  • Draco: we're still going to pretend we absolutely hate each other
  • Harry: *nips his ear* yep
  • Draco: just because we're exclusive to each other doesn't mean i'm giving you preferential treatment
  • Harry: *nuzzles his neck* of course
  • Draco: You need to keep at least a three foot radius away from me
  • Harry: *steps back* Like this?
  • Draco: What? No. What are you doing? Get back here and keep kissing me.
worth it ➳ t. holland

summary: in which little surprises go the longest ways

today we’ll be trying three different birthday cakes at three drastically different price points

inspiration: it’s @purelyparker‘s 18th birthday and because she’s so sweet and wonderful i thought i’d give her a little present! happy birthday cutie! :) 

“So, darling, what do you have planned for today?” Tom’s voice filters through the speaker on your phone as it rests precariously on the edge of your dresser.

You hum as you hold a dress against your figure, scrutinizing yourself in the mirror and internally debating whether or not you can withstand the cold Boston weather in nothing but a sundress. Tilting your head at your reflection, you tell him, “I’m going to brunch with a friend in an hour and then meeting my parents for dinner later in the evening. I don’t really have much going on.”

All you get in response before your conversation reaches an impasse is a hum of acknowledgement. Your brows crease together in slight confusion as you slip the dress over your head, “Why?”

You can envision the look on your boyfriend’s face as he says, a little too quickly, “No reason. Just wondering. It is your birthday after all.”

There’s a short pause before he sighs and continues, undertones of guilt coloring his voice, “I’m really sorry I’m not with you today, babe. You know I would be there if I could, right?”

A slow, affectionate smile creeps onto your face, lifting the corners of your lips, “Of course I do! It’s not your fault you’re successful and amazing and in Canada shooting a movie-” 

He laughs at your little quip before you continue, “-it’s not even a big deal. It’s just one birthday. There will be plenty more to celebrate together in the future.”

Your endless support and promise of the future sends thrills racing up and down Tom’s spine and he can feel warmth color his cheeks. 

“I promise,” he starts, cradling his phone between his ear and shoulder, “we’ll be together and celebrating your birthday sooner than you know it.”

Little did you know, “sooner” would come much more quickly than you ever could imagine; Tom’s plane had already touched down in Massachussetts.


The next few hours were a whirlwind. 

Tom had to plan his surprise visit down to a tee: while you were getting ready for brunch with your friend, he was on the phone with you and getting the spare key to your apartment from your parents; while you were leaving your apartment building, Tom was watching your departure from the backseat of a nearby cab; while you were pulling out of your parking spot, he was sneaking out of the cab and into your apartment, white and gold balloons and a boquet of roses clutched in his arms.

Granted, to any passersby, he looked like a lunatic - what with all the streamers trailing behind him on the street - but he didn’t seem to notice or care; the only thoughts occupying his mind were giving you the best birthday he could.

Once successfully in your cute two bedroom apartment, Tom got to work, tying balloons to your bedposts and spreading rose petals all along your sheets and floors. Pulling an elongated jewelry box out of his pocket, he did his best to place it in the center of your bed while simultaneously texting your friend and asking her to stall you for just a bit longer. She could only promise him an extra ten minutes, but that was enough to appease him. 

After another hastily spent five minutes, he put his hands on his hips and admired his handiwork; your room was a mess of streamers and balloons, but Tom thought he did a pretty good job considering his limited time frame.

True to your friend’s word, you were stalled only for a mere ten minutes, and soon Tom heard the telltale sounds of you coming home: keys jingling as you took them out of your bag, the lock turning, door opening. 

When you got home, you idled in your kitchen, unaware of anything out of the ordinary, but a text from Tom piqued your interest.

Check your room :)

If his slightly strange behavior from your conversation earlier didn’t give his surprise away, this text did. You had a sneaking suspicion that Tom wouldn’t let your birthday go uncelebrated, but you didn’t expect him to be able to fly out for you.

Steeling yourself for whatever was waiting for you on the other side of your bedroom door, you pushed it open only to be greeted by a barrage of decorations and a smiling boyfriend. Though part of you was expecting to see him standing in your room, nothing could have prepared you for your racing heartbeat and warm cheeks; it just felt so good to finally see him again after months of separation.

“Happy bir-”

Before he could finish his sentence, you were barreling into him with so much force he fell back onto your bed, cushioning your fall; the fragrant scent of rose petals and Tom’s cologne flooded your senses and for the first time in a long time you felt like everything was right again. Tom’s laugh reverberated in his chest as his arms came up instictively to circle around your waist. You nuzzled your nose into his neck in attempts to keep yourself from crying, grin parting your lips, “You’re here!”

He laughed again, running a palm up the length of your spine. He turned his head to kiss the top of yours, breathing in the smell of your shampoo - something he didn’t realized he missed so much until this very moment, “Of course I’m here. You didn’t actually think I wasn’t going to come and see you on your birthday did you?”

Pulling away from his embrace to look down at him, you pursed your lips in thought, “I’m more surprised that you actually managed to keep it a secret.”

He rolled his eyes, taking your cheeks in his hands and squeezing, making you giggle. He decided to sidestep your teasing to wish you a proper happy birthday. A genuine, fond smile curved your lips at his sentiment and you closed the short distance between you two to wed your lips together. 

With your cheeks still in his hands, he moved to kiss your forehead, your nose, and your cheeks, stopping to rest his lips on yours one more time.

You pulled away briefly to furrow your eyebrows at him, “You know you didn’t really have to fly out here. You’re going to be so tired when you get back to shooting.”

He massaged the crease between your brows with the tip of his finger in attempts to keep you from crinkling your face, laughing when you pouted and swatted his hand away, “Don’t worry about that. You’re worth it. Happy birthday, love.”

You buried your face in his neck again, inhaling the oh so familiar smell of his skin, kissing the underside of his jaw, “It is now.”

Caught red-hooded - Jason Todd x Reader

Given the fact that the second anonymous asked me four times to “write more Jason Todd”, I kinda felt obligated to do so…But not really because Jason is my favorite Robin and I love writing about him. Slightly NSFW and warning for language as well. Here we go ! Hope you’ll like it :

PS : I’m not even sorry about the terrible pun in the tittle. 

(My masterlist blog here : https://ella-ravenwood-archives.tumblr.com)

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Oh this was awkward. So uncomfortable. You thought that the time Damian, Jason’s youngest brother, walked in on you and your boyfriend making out was already the most embarrassing thing ever…But you were wrong. 

Getting caught making-out by Bruce Wayne, Jay’s father, was even worst. 

You slowly slipped the hand you had up Jason’s shirt out, and he gets off of you a bit awkwardly to sit on the side of his bed. You join him there, sitting next to him and…you both just sat there, in front of goddamn Bruce Wayne, not saying a word. He breaks the uncomfortable silence that installed itself : 

-Hum…I was…I came for…Hum…Sorry, I should’ve knocked louder. I’m uh…I’m gonna go now. 

And on that note, he leaves Jason’s bedroom, closing the door gradually and gently. You turn to your boyfriend, and with a sigh, burry your face in his neck. His arms go around your waist, and you snuggle closer to him. 

-Well, that was awkward…

-No shit Jay. 

-I’m sorry, I should’ve lock my bedroom. Should’ve learn my lesson from the time Damian walked in…but like, what’s their problems with knocking on the door uh ? They never do it…

-He did, he just didn’t wait for an answer before coming in…

-Same thing really. I’m sorry again. 

-Oh it’s quite alright, I always dreamt of being caught making out with you by your father. It was definitely a good moment. 

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It was a good dream

Originally posted by eggstiles

Theo x Reader ~ Smut

Collabed by @bonniebird and @joeynihil

It started with a innocent comment during a hug. Theo had come back into the house from speeding the full moon in the woods, having just enough time to tug a pair of boxers on before you darted into the room and hugged him.

“You smell so good.” You muttered, nuzzling into him as he smiled, trying to hide his delighted look behind smugness.

“I look good too.” He said in your ear as he stroked your hair.


“Yeah but you know that and it make you make that face.” You hummed pointing at him and he laughed.

The two of you shared a small apartment, the bed doubled as the sofa and the kitchen was close enough that you and Theo often tried to see who could toss cutlery into the sink from the bed on the days when the TV wouldn’t work.

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My Fake boyfriend Part 9

Summary: After receiving a very rude letter of your ex on the mail saying that he is going to get married. You see yourself not knowing what to do, you can just let it go or accept the help of your hot neighbor and pretend he is your boyfriend.

Paring: Bucky x Reader

Words: 2146

Warnings: Just fuffly and maybe some aganst

Thank you @drinkfantasy you are the best

Originally posted by whohehellisbucky

You are in shock…

All happened in slow motion, one moment you are pushing Lucas away from you and the other Bucky is holding Lucas by his shirt lifting him in the air. Bucky punches him in the face, you can feel that Bucky didn’t use half of his strength and that he even pulled his punch back a little.

Sure Lucas would wake up in pain and with a black eye tomorrow, but Bucky could have killed Lucas with just a punch, after all he is a super soldier. Bucky drops Lucas on the floor and his expression soften when he looks at you “Are you okay?” He asks gently.

You nod and he takes your hand. You watch as Lucas gets up from the floor and all you can feel is rage because Lucas has a smirk on his fucking face. How dare him kiss you? Why did he think that he had the right to kiss you? For that moment you let the rage take over you.

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Stay Professional! Final

NSFW! Work AU! Explicit smut, some fluff and slight angst? : Jungkook x Reader

Part 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5 / 6 / 7 / 8 / 9 / 10 / 11 / 12 / 13

Summary: Jeon Jungkook’s persistence landed him a place in your heart- although a special spot for him was already there to begin with. He was more than just a pretty face. Not only was he exceptionally skilled in bed, he’d gotten to a point where he lived to spoil you… in more ways than one. 

A/N: This is the last chapter of Stay Professional! Quite possible that it’s the most steamy chapter too! Please be aware that this chapter involves explicit smut! NSFW! Derogatory terms, dirty talk, over-sensitivity, spanking.. just full on rough and kinky fucking. Read at your own risk! DomJungkook! x SubReader

You opened your eyes slowly due to the blinding sunlight that pierced through Jungkook’s polished glass windows. You patted around the king-sized mattress, in search of a warm body that’d hugged you all night long. A small smile spread upon your lips at the memories of the passionate love-making the night before. 

“Jungkook?” You called out in an unusual nasal morning voice and waited for a response as you stretched and bathed in the morning sunlight. 

A quick shuffle of feet trotted from across the hallway and Jungkook immediately made an appearance, an effervescent grin on his radiant face. 

“Yes?” He beamed and crouched over your small frame to plant a loving kiss on your forehead. 

You couldn’t help but let your grin grow as big as his from the loving actions he’d spoilt you with. You suddenly noticed that you weren’t wearing anything underneath the white sheets so you pulled them up higher above your chest and Jungkook’s grin turned into a smirk. 

“You can’t suddenly get shy now, can you?” He licked his lips and briefly brushed them over yours, a quick peck to temporarily satisfy his growing desire to relive last night. 

“Don’t tempt me again, sweetheart.” He planted raspberries down your neck and you giggled at the sensation of his soft lips and puffs of air from his cheek. “This time, I really will punish you.” 

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