be warned this is super basic


Summary: Everything about Bucky Barnes drives you wild…that’s basically the plot…

Warnings: smut, sexual tension

A/N: I spent today writing my own mini thesaurus, by hand, and I came up with this idea during my breaks.

“Fuck!” Your back slammed down against the thick mat, air shoot out of your lungs.

“If you’re not paying close attention to your enemies you’re going to get yourself killed. What the hell has you so distracted?” Steve stretched a hand out, helping you up.

“N-Nothing.” You huffed, avoiding eye contact with the super soldier in front of you.

That was a lie, a big fat lie. You were completely distracted by the man across the room, the one with the glistening metal arm and the chocolate brown hair. Motherfucking Bucky Barnes. 

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Air B&E (reader x Bucky)

Characters: reader, Bucky, Natasha, Clint, unnamed Male Target, OFC Jeff. 

Summary: When a mission requires close proximity with your least favorite teammate, you try to make the best of it, but a change in plans adds new challenges and possibly a new opportunity. ( basically Bed Sharing Trope meets Enemies to Lovers Trope. Kinda.  :D )

Warnings: sexual situations? pretty vague.  

Word Count: 2.8k

Tags are at the bottom

A/N: Hey, ya’ll !! I’m back from vacation and the idea for this fic was sparked by my sleeping accommodations. heh. I kinda fell in love with it and even made time to write in the evenings after being super tired from traveling. I hope you enjoy this and any feedback is appreciated! Love you guys!! :)



Originally posted by bovaria

“Alright! So here are the keys, the WiFi password is posted on the fridge and let me know if there’s anything you need, anything at all. Okay?” said the overly enthusiastic young man before you.

You accepted the keys with a smile, “Absolutely! Thank you so much, Jeff. It’s even better than the pictures.”  

“I’m so glad,” he grinned. “Well, I’ll leave you to it. It was so nice to meet you both.”

Your eyes flickered to the man beside you, tight smile upon his face. “You, too, man,” he coolly responded.

Resisting the urge to roll your eyes, you clasped the hand of the heavy left arm draped over your shoulders. Technology allowed the metal plates to be shielded with a holographic flesh arm, but it still weighed a ton.

“Bye, Jeff.”

He nodded before stepping out into the hall. The moment the front door lock engaged, you shoved the arm off and put as much space between you two as possible.

“This plan is stupid,” Bucky said with contempt as he collapsed heavily onto the couch.

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My Top Anime Recommendations

1. Haikyuu!! This is about volleyball. One of my first anime obsessions. It has so much comedy tho, and a lot of salty ass bitches and APPRECIATION FOR SHORT PEOPLE. I really recommend if ur new to anime. So far, I’m pretty sure it’s over but season 4 might be coming in 2017. It’s a sports anime about volley, as I mentioned and any mention of volleyball will trigger characters. 

 2. Yuri!!! On Ice A very gay ice skating show. Most of you have probably already watched it. It makes me cry way too much. And there’s a lot of kids you might want to adopt. Basically, if you ever wanted anything from your otp, watch this show and you’ll get double of that. Disadvantage is that it raises expectations for all animes smh.

 3. Tokyo Ghoul THIS IS THE SADDEST AND MOST BAD ASS ANIME EVER. Honestly, it made me so so so so upset. I cried a lot. But it’s like super cool. It has gruesome parts and a lot of things that might trigger suicidal people, those who hurt themselves or those who’ve been abused. If blood makes you uncomfortable, don’t watch. Other than that, it’s actually got a great plot and story and characters are amazingly developed. There’s a guy who’s slightly deranged tho, and a drag queen but those details can be skipped over. 

 4. Charlotte The reason I like this is because there’s a badass girl in this like what the fUck. They have supernatural powers and it’s cool BC the main character actually misused them like all the time it’s hilarious but later on he becomes so amazing and he’s so ffing domeSTIC AND CUTE. Also he’s very salty  AND OMG TE FINALE WAS AMAZING LIKE THE GUY, HE IS SO FUCKING COOL IT HAD ME CRYING SO HARD DEFFO ONE OF THE BESTEST ANIME

5. Bungou Stray Dogs Literally you will fall in love with the main character so fast lmao. Suicide mentions like, constantly. At first, it’s supposed to be humor but in the second season; the arc of one of the characters is so good and will explain why he mentions suicide so much. AGAIN WITH THE HUMOR. And unlike other supernatural animes I’ve watched, this one doesn’t make people with powers the bad guys. They’re very appreciated. 

6. Boku Dake Ga Inai Machi / Escape The plot is amazing. Made me cry a lot. The characters are great. Basically, it’s about how this guy goes back in time to prevent things from happening and oh mY GOSH ITS GREAT. 

7. Ajin 

Another super cool supernatural one. definitely worth it. Graphics are great and so are the characters. Its ongoing and the second season is about to end. you’ll seriously feel love/hate

 8. Free! Any mention of water will make main character strip. Quite gay. I haven’t watched all of it but I’m about to finish it in a few episodes. Again, this is good for anime beginners. Also, trigger warning for those who’re afraid of drowning.

9. K. That’s literally what it’s called. I think it stands for Kings but yeah. It’s also really good and it’s about head clans that are looking for a colorless king who can transfer into different people ad make them do awful things so they get targeted by the different clans (blue, red, etc)

10. Mob Psycho 100 ~ THIS IS A MUST WATCH. I keep adding new animes I know but this is important. It’s humor is on point, unexpected twists are everywhere. The characters are lovable and it’s really good for beginner supernatural anime. It’ll make you cry and laugh.

BONUS : DEATH NOTE. Okay, the plot is incredible. Things that you won’t be able to think of and they’ll leave you mind blown. Characters are human af like it’s supernatural but everything is so natural, like the nature of people. Warning: like, everyone dies. Don’t get too attached to characters. But yeah, it’s an old anime and has 37 episodes in total I think, but it’s super good!!

That’s about my top 10 (plus one bonus)

That’s New

Originally posted by nancyswheelers

Anonymous Requested: If you’re taking them, for Stranger Things may I request Steve and reader are dating and his reaction when they cut their hair super short? Or basically just change their whole look?
+ Hi! I would love it if you did a Steve Harrington imagine! Maybe a modern au?

Pairing: Steve x Reader

Warnings: none.


Steve found himself shocked, staring at you who’d just walked into his room. Just to be clear, he found himself pleasantly shocked at the fact that your once flowing long hair was no cut down to a bob that rested just on your shoulders. 

Steve had loved your long curly locks, but he had to say this new hair-do looked damn fine.

You were nervously wringing your hands together, nervous that the man’s opinion that you cared about so much wouldn’t like it. And by the look of shock upon his face, you at first thought he hadn’t. But then Steve took quick short steps towards you, and reached out his hand to play with the now short blunt ends of your H/C hair.

You met his hand, grabbing ahold of it and meeting his eye. “Do you like it?” You asked nervously, your stomach bubbling with nerves.

There was a moment of complete silence and you were preparing yourself for the words you were so scared to hear but then Steve grinned brightly and his hands grabbed ahold of your face. “Like it?” He asked incredulously. “I love it.”

You smiled at that and let him lean forward to press a kiss against your forehead. 

sorry this is so short.

The Talk - Bruce Wayne x Reader

So I know I said I was away at some of my friends’ place, but everyone went to bed early because we’re suppose to wake up super early in the morning to go and visit Brussels and I have no self-control (or common sense apparently) so I’m on the internet while everyone sleep and..yeah basically I have time to write a fic, it’s silly and not great, wrote it in litteraly twenty minutes, but here we go, hope you’ll like it : 


(My masterlist blog here :


When J’onn J’onzz, aka Martian Manhunter, asked where the Batman was, he wasn’t expecting to blush for the first time in his life. 

So that’s how it felt to be so embarassed that your face changed color…it wasn’t pleasant. It was a very human emotion. 


He came in the common room of the Watchtower looking for the bat because he had infos for him, infos he asked and said were highly important for one of his current case back in Gotham City.

J’onn scanned the room quickly. 

Aquaman was conversing with Green Arrow and Black Canary. Wonder Woman was arm wrestling Hawkgirl, AND Zatanna AND Green Lantern (not allowed to use his ring of course), and the amazon was clearly having a blast “fighting” them, not even a drop of sweat on her face. Flash was playing ping-pong against himself, under the gaze of Shazam who was trying to keep up

Superman was sitting on one of the couches, on his own, away from everyone (which was unusual), visibly grumpy.

…A lot of J’onn’s colleagues where there, the World being rather calm, but no trace of Batman, or his wife, or even his children. Mm.

Well, the next best thing to locate the bat,a after you and his kids, was to ask his best friend, Clark. 

J’onn went to him and sat down in front of him. 

-Hello Clark. 

Still frowning, and clearly not happy, Superman turned to give a sideway look at his fellow alien friend and said, a bit coldly : 


There was a short and awkward silence, and Clark was definitely avoiding J’onn’s eyes, which made the martian question : 

-Have I done anything to offend you ?

Surprised, Superman finally turns his head fully toward his friend and, after a moment of confusion says : 

-What ? No. No no you’re fine, it’s not you the problem don’t worry. Sorry…

-You seem on edge, are you alright ?

-Yes, I’m okay. 

-I’m here to talk if you want to, and…

-I’m fine J’onn ! Just a bit…distracted and annoyed, that’s all.

-Why ?

-It’s none of your goddamn business. It’s annoying and there’s nothing you can do about it !

-It’s not like you to be so…harsh. You know you can tell me Clark. What is distracting you like so ?

Clark pouts and crosses his arms, burrying himself deeper in the couch, and doesn’t seem to want to talk further, but after a moment finally says :

-It’s because of Bruce and (Y/N).

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Let's Go Swimming

Request: “A Harry Hook imagine where the reader and him are already in a relationship and they go swimming together and it’s just super fluffy? Thanks you’re great!”

Pairing: Harry Hook x Reader

Warnings: None

A/N: I’m taking Harry Hook requests/imagines! [Request here]

Originally posted by adisneylover92things

Originally posted by dalsanguemisto

It was a boring day at the isle. Usually you and your little crew Uma, Gil and your boyfriend Harry would hang out together and basically do things around the isle but today they just didn’t feel like doing anything.

You were in your room under your covers with a hoodie on trying to take a nap when someone walked into your room. Startled you were about to jump out of your bed until you heard your boyfriend’s soothing voice.

“Hey hey relax gorgeous it’s just me.” He said taking a seat in a chair in front of you.

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“Kiss Me” Dean Winchester x Reader

Word Count: 3,293

Dean Winchester x Reader

Request: Could you do one where you’re not super tomboy but you don’t usually wear “girly things” and to go undercover you have to wear a short black dress, basically what happens is a lot of tight spaces with you and dean and some accidental rubbing against each other here and there and it ends with some good smut where he basically just hikes up the skirt of your dress and you realize how convenient dresses can actually be 

Warnings: Smut, language, lots of sexual tension, unprotected sex

Originally posted by dean-sam-winchesterbros

“There’s no way in hell you’re going.” Dean shakes his head, not even considering the idea of you going on the case with them.

“Come on. You’ve been training me for months now, besides it’s not like we’ll be doing any actual fighting. It’s a goddamn dinner party. All we’ll be doing is socializing and stealing that dumb bracelet.” You argue.

You had been living with Sam and Dean for a few months now. They’ve been training you to be a hunter, but refuse to take you on any actual hunts yet. They keep saying that you just aren’t ready, despite kicking ass in training. Tonight they were supposed to be going to some fancy dinner party/auction at some fancy collector’s house, and you were desperate to go along.

“What if something goes wrong, huh? What are you going to do then?” Dean questions, obviously getting frustrated.

“Then I can be a helpful asset to the team! I know what I’m doing. I’m getting training from the best hunters in the country.” You beg.

“Dean, she has a good point. She’s going to have to start somewhere, and this is probably the best place to do that. The chances of anything going wrong are slim.” Sam defended you.

“What, both of you are going to gang up on me now?” Dean rolled his eyes. “Fine, you can go. But if you get hurt, I get to tell you that I told you so.”

“Ah!” You say in excitement. “Thank you!”

You’re not sure why Dean is so protective over you. You’re only a few years younger than Sam, not too big of a deal. You can take care of yourself. But ever since you moved in with them, Dean has been overly-protective of you, and honestly, it could be a bit much. You feel like he treats you like a little, helpless girl instead of the woman you are.

“But, those clothes are a no. You’re going to have to wear a dress.” Dean pointed to your outfit.

“I hate dresses. What’s wrong with my clothes?” You frown. You were wearing ripped skinny jeans and a flannel, nothing too fancy, but you wouldn’t consider it ugly. You like your clothing, even if it’s not the girliest.

“There’s nothing wrong with them,” Sam interjected, staring down Dean. “This event is just really fancy and we have to fit in.”

“I don’t even own a dress.” You realize. “Or heels. Or anything fancy, for that matter.”

“Guess you can’t go on the case then.” Dean sighed dramatically.

“You wish, Winchester.” You roll your eyes. “What time is the event?”


“I’ll be back later.” You glance at the clock, seeing that it was almost one in the afternoon. You definitely had time to run to the mall and grab some stuff before tonight.


A few hours later, you returned to the bunker with a few shopping bags in each hand. It had been a successful trip- you managed to find a relatively cute but not expensive dress that had matching heels, and also some earrings.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen you carry shopping bags in your life.” Dean commented as you walked past them to go to your room.

“There’s a first for everything, right?” You shoved a couple bags in his arms, making him help you bring them to your room.

“You know, I’m not trying to be mean. I just don’t want to risk you getting hurt.”

“Dean.” You set the bags on your bed, turning around and looking at him in the eye. “You don’t have to act like my big brother. I’m okay. I can take care of myself.”

Dean looks at you, seeming like he wanted to say something, but he kept his mouth shut.

“I’ve got to start getting ready, so…” You trail off, implying that he needed to leave.

“It’s only four. It starts at seven.” He raises his eyebrows.

“Uh, trust me, girls take a long time to get ready. Now, get out.” You laugh, playfully shoving him out the door. He raises his hands in surrender, and closes the door behind him.

You are determined to look good tonight, to go all out. You rarely ever dressed up, hence why you didn’t have any nice clothing. This was probably the last time you’ll ever dress up as well, you hate dresses, so why not make the most of it?

You started out by taking a shower and making sure that you used your favorite body wash that left a good scent on you for hours. You normally only used it for when you were going on a date, but this is a special occasion.

You then blow-dryed your hair and curled it, which was a nice change from your usual ponytail you typically threw it in. Next you applied makeup, which was also a nice change from the bare face you normally sported. You have clear skin and decent eyelashes, so you didn’t think you needed makeup on a day to day basis. Tonight, you were rocking a smoky eye and red lip combo, thanks to the YouTube tutorials you had watched. You attempted to put on fake eyelashes, but they were a complete fail so you just went without them.

The last thing you did was put on your dress. You looked in the mirror and admired yourself once it was on. Man, is that dress sexy. It was a tight, bodycon style that stopped just below your butt, showing off all the right curves of your boy. Paired with the black heels, you looked good.

You were about to grab your purse when you hear a knocking on your door.

“Y/N? It’s almost seven, we’ve got to-“

You interrupt them by opening the door, revealing both Sam and Dean standing there. The reactions of both of their faces are priceless. Sam raised his eyebrows and glanced away, doing his signature nervous gulp. Dean, oh poor Dean, he didn’t know what had hit him. He couldn’t look away. He had never seen you look so… Good.

“You can take a picture if you want.” You tease, walking past them. They both cleared their throats and watched as you walked past them, not moving a muscle.

“You know, boys, we’re going to be late if you don’t get a move on it.” You say.

“Yeah yeah.” Dean mumbled, rushing to get to the impala.

The ride there was uncomfortable, to say the least. You couldn’t sit in the backseat since Dean hadn’t cleaned it, and you didn’t want to get anything on your dress. Sam was entirely too tall to sit back there, and there was no way in hell that Dean was letting either of you drive. So, that left you to be in your current predicament- squished between the both of them in the front seat.

Sam was polite enough to try and scoot over as far to the door as possible, which was nice. You had some room, but you were still basically attached to Dean on the hip. Your thighs were touching and your shoulders were bumping into each other, and no one said a word the entire ride there.

When you finally reached the house, you couldn’t be more happy to get out of that car. You stepped outside of the impala, enjoying the feeling of the warm summer air hitting your skin.

“How are we going to go about this?” You asked them, leaning against the impala. You couldn’t exactly go inside without a plan.

“The bracelet is inside one of the upstairs bedroom, inside the top drawer of one of the dressers. We’ll socialize for a little bit, whatever, and then I’ll excuse myself to the bathroom and go find the bracelet upstairs. You and Sam can keep watch downstairs.” Dean directed.

“Okay, sounds like a plan.” You say. You link arms with the both of them and walk inside the house, which was absolutely beautiful. You’re enchanted by architecture and all of the collections spread about the house. It was something out of a movie.

“Grab a glass of champagne. Fit in.” Dean whispered to you, not looking at you as he waved to a person across the room. You took a glass from the table behind you, taking a small sip as the person Dean waved to came over to the three of you.

“Hello! What brings you guests here today?” The man asks, all smiles. He must be the owner of the house.

“Just very interested in seeing what you have up for auction today, Sir. You have lovely collections.” You tell him, putting your charm on.

“Why, thank you!” He smiles.

“So, why don’t you tell me about some of these pieces? I’d love to know more.” You lie, hoping to keep the man’s interest long enough for Dean to sneak upstairs. It wasn’t exactly the plan, but it would work. You shoot Dean a look, and he gives you a thumbs up, and you can see him dash away upstairs.

“This piece of art work I got from Venice, isn’t it lovely?” He pointed to a painting.

“Yes, it certainly is.” You pretend to admire it.

He keeps on talking, and at some point you zone out. You look back over to where Sam was standing, hoping to see Dean standing there, but he wasn’t back yet. Odd.

You glance over to the other side of the room, and two men in bodyguard suits are talking, grabbing your attention. They keep glancing over to the stairs and over to Sam, and your heart drops. They must be suspicious.

“Excuse me, sir, but I am going to have to get back over to my friend. Thank you so much for telling me about the history of your painting.” You rushed. You didn’t wait for him to respond while you went over to Sam.

“Sam, those men are onto us. I have to go get Dean.” You say from a few feet away so the men don’t think you’re talking to him, so they think you’re just grabbing another glass of champagne.

“I’ll go.”

“No, they are already staring you down. You take one step and they will follow you up there. They haven’t noticed I’m with you yet. I have to go.” You turn around, taking a sip of the champagne.

“Be careful.” Sam whispered, not daring to look at you.

“I will.”

You walk upstairs, making sure the men don’t notice you. They’re still watching Sam, thankfully. When you get up to the top, you see Dean standing in the hallway, closing one of the doors to the rooms.

“Did you get it yet?” You asked, running over to him, which is difficult in heels.

“No, there are so many goddamn rooms in this house, I’ve still got like five more rooms to check.” He says. “Why are you up here?” He questions.

“People are onto us. You need to hurry.”

Just as you say that, you can hear people walking up the stairs. You grab Dean and pull him behind one of the columns, just to where you two were out of sight to anyone walking in the hallway. You admit, the two of you were in a compromising position. He was leaned up against the column and you were pressed up against him, your head against his chest.

He goes to say something, but you press you hand against his mouth and raise a finger to your lips, indicating that he needs to be quiet.

“I don’t see anybody up here. You’re just being paranoid, Seb.” You hear a man’s voice booming from down the hallway. The voices trail away as well as their footsteps, and you peek your head around the corner.

“We’re clear.” You whisper. Your bodies are still pressed together, and Dean looks down at you, you feeling his hot breath against your skin. His eyes are sparkling and his arms are wrapped your waist- you admit, he looked really good.

“We, uh, we need to find the bracelet.” You say nervously, pushing yourself away from him.

“Right. The bracelet.” He nods, following you back into the hallway.

“I haven’t checked this room yet.” Dean points to a door, and you follow him inside. Just like the rest of the house, the room is absolutely beautiful.

You walk over to the dresser, pulling open the top drawer. A shiny bracelet with a blue stone in the center of it was set on top of a pillow, almost begging to be taken.

“This it?” You hold it up to Dean.

“Yes, thank god.” Dean shoves it in his tuxedo pocket.

You footsteps approaching the room, along with the same man’s voice from earlier. Panic fills your chest and you freeze. How are you supposed to explain this if they walk in? You can’t exactly just be like, ‘Hey, yeah we were stealing your jewelry. Excuse us.’

“Dean, kiss me.” You say.

“Wh-“ He begins, but you cut him off by pressing your mouth to his. He kisses you back immediately, sneaking his arms around your waist and bringing you into the same position you were in at the column. The door to the room opens, and you and Dean pull apart.

“Oh, we’re terribly sorry-“ The man apologizes, blush filling his cheeks.

“Yeah, you should be.” Dean snaps, and the door closes. The two men outside start mumbling and then they walk away.

“That was-“ Dean looks at you, an expression you can’t quite read.

“Yeah, fuck, that was close. Good thing I was here to save the day.” You joke.

“Yeah. Close.” He breathes heavily.

“We should leave now. Before someone realizes its missing.” You start to walk out the door. Dean is silent as he follows you back downstairs. Sam has a relieved look on his face when he sees the two of you coming back unharmed.

“I thought you were both screwed when I saw them go upstairs.” Sam says, the three of you walking back to the impala.

“Yeah, we came close to getting caught. They opened the door while we were in the room grabbing it.” You slide into the car, back into your uncomfortable middle seat.

“How’d you manage to get out of that one?” Sam looks shocked. Dean grunts, and sits down to your left to start the car. His hand landing on your thigh doesn’t go unnoticed.

“Said we were looking for the bathroom.” You lie. You’re not sure why you just lied to Sam, but the feeling of Dean’s hand inching up your thigh was not a feeling you ever thought you’d get from Dean. Sure, he’s attractive, but you had never really thought of him that way before… Not until tonight.

The drive back to the bunker was ten times more uncomfortable than the drive there. Dean’s hand never left your thigh, but the minute it would get to the hem your dress, he would bring his hand back down to your knee, repeating the process. Your breath was hitching and you were sure that you were soaking through your underwear. If Sam noticed what was going on, he never said anything. He just kept his eyes focused on the window the entire time.

The minute you got to the bunker, Sam shot out of the car and went to his room, looking uncomfortable. Oh, he knew.

“Y/N, we have to talk…” Dean sets the keys down on the kitchen table.

“Look, it was just purely for business-“

“No, it wasn’t. You felt it, too. And I could tell how turned on you were in the car.” Dean walked up closer to you, pinning you up against the kitchen counter. “Remember earlier today when you told me that I think of you as a little sister?” He fiddled with the hem of your dress.

You nodded, unable to form any words.

“You couldn’t be any further from the truth.”

He smashed his lips against yours, his kiss full of lust and need. He lifts you onto the counter, not breaking the kiss as he lifts your dress up past your hips, revealing your black lace thong.

“This is pretty.” He says, and he brings his head down to your lower area. He takes your thong between his teeth, bringing the lacy material down your legs and onto the floor.

It was the most erotic thing you’d probably ever seen.

Dean starts planting kisses up your legs, starting from your calves and stopping right at your upper thigh.

“Dean, please, stop teasing.” You breathe out, desperate for more.

“Be patient, baby girl.” He mumbled against your skin, and finally his lips pressed to your clit. You moan, the feeling of his tongue on you radiating throughout your body. He enters a finger inside of you, making you moan even louder. You clamp your hand over your mouth, but Dean reached up and moved your hand.

“Don’t. I want to hear you.” He smirked, entering a second finger. With the rate he was going, you weren’t going to last very long.

“Fuck, Dean, I’m going to cum.” You’re a moaning mess, and he picks up his pace. You clench around his fingers, coming around him. Dean removes his fingers and puts them in his mouth, licking them clean.

“You taste so sweet.” He gets up, giving you a deep kiss. You’d never had a man kiss you after eating you out, but man, did it turn you on even more. Or maybe it was just Dean.

You brought your hand to his pants, palming his hard erection through the clothing. He groaned, and you started to fumble with his belt. Sliding it off, you pulled down his pants and his boxers in one motion, leaving his hard member in your hands.

“Damn, Dean.” You commented. He was perfect. He positioned himself with your entrance, and entered himself slowly.

“Fuck,” Dean hisses, throwing his head back in pleasure. He starts to move at a faster pace, the only sounds in the room being both of your moans and skin slapping together.

“I’m going to cum again,” You tell him, the pleasure you’re experiencing being more than any you ever had. The man knows what he’s doing.

“Cum, Y/N, cum on my cock.” Dean says, and this brings you to your second orgasm. The feeling of your walls clenching around him made Dean reach his orgasm as well, his warm spurts filling your insides.

“Holy fuck.” Dean breathes out, pulling out of you. He grabs a towel from the drawer beside you, wiping the two of you off.

“That was…” You trail off, unable to find words.

“You were great.” Dean tosses the towel across the room, it landing right in front of the laundry room. You hop off the kitchen counter, and Dean hands you your thong.

“Sam’s gonna be pissed you just used a nice towel.” You laugh. You slide your underwear back on, and you pull your dress back down your body.

“Worth it.” Dean smiles at you, kissing you once more.

“You know,” you pull away. “Dresses are way more convenient than I remember.”


- has as many kids as he does pets
- just kidding there’s more pets than small humans

- two kids have really weird names and the others have really cute names
- their momma gave them normal middle names as a backup plan

- he dresses all his kids in flannels and jeans and Converse
- so if you ever see an army of mini Sodapops, you’ll know why

- he tried to feed his daughter baby food but ended up eating three jars
- he was like “look it’s yummy!” and ate a spoonful but actually liked it
- so he ate three jars of strawberry banana while his baby girl had to eat peas

- so many cuddles
- he always holding his kids

- piggy back rides!
- even when his kids are too big
- “there’s no such thing as ‘too big’”

- if you think he can’t hit all of his kids on his lap at once, you’re right
- but that isn’t stopping him

- Soda is basically his dad 2.0

- he works super hard to provide for his kids
- and when he comes home from the auto body shop, his kids tackle him with hugs

- he has a son who looks 100% like him
- he couldn’t be happier
- the son goes by “Minipop” and nothing else
- what even is his real name? Soda doesn’t know

- he teaches his sons how to fix up cars
- his oldest son gets better than him and soon Steve has to teach him
- Steve finds it the funniest thing

- Soda warns his kids about the real world
- “you wanna be like Uncle Ponyboy, not like Uncle Dallas”
- and his oldest daughter chimes in with something like, “yeah. Dallas is an ass.”
- and Soda is so shocked like, “where did you learn to speak like that?”
- “Dallas.”

- okay but the gang and their kids playing big games of football and baseball? yes please
- think of all the picnics!
- so much food and games and laughs and just a good time

Jealous // Cole Sprouse

Hiii :) I’m not sure if you’re taking requests but if you are, please could you write something super fluffy where you’re best friends with Dylan and Cole’s your boyfriend and he gets jealous of all the time you spend with dylan or something? I don’t know, basically just something really cute with both my boys :) xx

Warnings: Angst, Arguing

Word Count: 1,367

Characters: Cole Sprouse, Dylan Sprouse

A/N: I merged this in with the song ‘Woman’ by Harry Styles because I thought it fit well. I’m not sure, but yeah. There will be a part 2 x

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“Should we just search romantic comedies on Netflix and then see what we find?” You spoke, walking into the living room of your and Cole’s shared apartment, looking at the blonde who was sitting on the couch. You handed the bowl of popcorn to Dylan, sitting down next to him and looking at your phone to see if Cole had messaged you.

“When does Cole get back?” Dylan asked, already looking on the ‘Romantic Comedies’ sub-genre on Netflix, scrolling through the movies. You looked at your phone, seeing the time he had texted you. “He get backs after midnight, so yeah.” You grabbed a few pieces of popcorn, popping them in your mouth and waiting for Dylan to pick a movie.

Since Cole had gone somewhere close by with the cast for an interview of some sort, you had stayed behind, since he would only be gone for a day. You had invited his brother over, since you were quite bored and you needed someone to watch a movie with. You and Dylan had quite a close relationship, since he was one of your best friends, and had introduced you to Cole.


“Okay, okay!” You laughed, handing Dylan the controller, letting him pick the movie again. You had just finished watching the second movie (you had picked both of them) and Dylan wanted to pick the next one. “What is the time?” You asked, grabbing his wrist to look at the watch. It was only 10:25 at night. You took a deep breath, standing up and stretching your arms above your head, feeling the bones pop in your back.

Dylan was sat on the couch, going through the movies on Netflix once again as you walked into the kitchen, opening the fridge. “Do you want a drink, Dyl?!” You called out, pulling the jug of orange juice from the fridge, placing it on the counter. “Yeah, sure!” He called out. You poured the juice into two cups, about to grab them when you heard your phone ring. “Can you answer that?” You asked, putting the jug back in the fridge. Hearing Dylan on your phone made you a bit nervous. What if it was your boss, or your doctor or your parents?

You walked into the living room, placing the cups down on the coffee table. Dylan’s arm was resting across the back of the couch, ankle resting on his knee as he spoke to the person on the other line of your phone. “Who is it?” You asked quietly, sitting on the edge of the coffee table and taking a sip from the cup.

“Cole,” Dylan spoke, a smile on his lips. “Want to talk to him?” Dylan handed the phone to you, making you smile. You held the phone to your ear, standing up and walking towards the kitchen.

“Hey there, handsome.” You grinned, leaning against the counter and hearing his voice through the speaker. “Hey there, beautiful. How are you?” He asked. You could hear the rest of the cast chatting, and you could just imagine him leaning against the window, looking at the scenery passing by and his headphones shoved in his ear, a smile on his lips as the others all teased him about him being lovey-dovey.

“I’m going good, thank you. Dylan’s just been invited over because I have nothing to do. So we’re just watching movies.” You ran your fingers through your hair, hearing the huff in his voice. “What?”

“Nothing. Just, hang tight. I’ll be home soon.” He took a deep breath, hesitating on the last three words. “I love you.”

“I love you too…”


I’m selfish, I know.

But I don’t ever want to see you with him.

I’m selfish, I know.

I told you, but I know you never listen.

I hope you can see, the shape that I’m in,

While he’s touching your skin.

He’s right where I should, where I should be,

But you’re making me bleed.

Cole walked into the apartment, being as quiet as he could. It was past 1am and the car had just dropped him off. He dropped his back pack at the door, kicking off his shoes and hanging his jacket on the hooks mounted to the wall. He saw that the TV was still on, so he walked towards the lounge. Seeing the familiar head of his brother, he had hoped that you had fallen asleep on either the other end of the couch, or in your shared bedroom.

“Dylan?” He whispered, not sure if he was awake. When he got no response, he sighed, tiptoeing towards the TV. He ran his fingers through his hair, looking on the couch. Once he had seen how you and Dylan were positioned, he felt… jealous. Your head was rested on Dylan’s thigh, soft snores and parted lips. Dylan was slouched quite weirdly, making sure you were comfortable. His arm was resting on your side, but he did look like he was about to fall over.

Cole took a deep breath, gently nudging you, in hopes that you would wake up the first time. You were usually a light sleeper, which was annoying when he woke up early for meetings, but you’d end up going back to sleep after he left. “Babe?” Cole whispered, looking up at Dylan, making sure he didn’t wake up his twin.

A small sound came from your lips, your eyelids fluttering as you looked up at the blurry figure in front of you. You took a deep breath, slowly sitting up and rubbing your eyes. You were still a bit drowsy, but a lazy smile came across your lips as you saw the figure of your boyfriend kneeling in front of you. “Hey, there.” You smiled, taking his hands as he pulled you up, bringing you to your chest.

“C’mon, let’s get you to bed.” Cole let you go, but still held your hand. “Is Dylan going to be comfortable on the couch? We can wake him up and let him sleep in the guest room,” you spoke softly, looking over your shoulder, seeing Dylan’s figure still sitting up. Cole sighed, rolling his eyes. “He’s going to be fine, (y/n). I’ll wake him up after I get you to bed.” Cole opened the bedroom door, letting you walk in first. He closed the door softly behind the both of you

“How was the interview?” You murmured, pulling your shirt off and undoing your bra. You looked through your drawers, pulling out a shirt and putting it on. You slipped your leggings off, dumping the dirty clothes in the basket and stretching your arms above your head. “It was decent. The usual. They tried to get season 2 out of us. But yeah.” Cole shrugged. He was still a little annoyed about how you had been spending time with Dylan and that you didn’t tell him. You looked at him, furrowing your eyebrows a little. “Are you okay?” You asked, sitting on the edge of the bed.

“I don’t ever want to see you with Dylan. Especially not like that,” Cole blurted out, crossing his arms over his chest. “Do you know how that makes me feel?”

“Cole… He’s my best friend…” You looked up at the brunette, biting your lip. “No. He is my brother, and I don’t want you hanging around him anymore! I know, I’m selfish. Yes, I am! You’re mine and I don’t want him stealing you away!” Cole exclaimed, making you stand up, pulling a pair of plaid pants on.

“You’re crazy!” You exclaimed, walking out of the bedroom and to the couch, seeing Dylan still asleep, but now laying down. You threw a blanket over him, grabbing your phone and turning the TV off. You huffed, seeing him following you. “You are absolutely crazy and I am sleeping in the spare bedroom until you get your marbles back!” You whisper-yelled, opening the spare room door and going to close it in his face, but he was quick and knew your movements.

“(Y/N)!” Cole groaned, standing in the doorway, but you pushed him into the hallway.

“I’ll talk to you in the morning.” You hissed, shutting the door in his face.

You Are My Sunshine: Chapter One

Summary: A Reddie Soulmate AU where you cannot see in color until you lay eyes on your soulmate.

A/N: I’m super excited to be writing this piece! I intend for it to maybe be 5-7 chapters? Maybe longer, haha. Anyways this is based off of my headcanons I made! Hope you enjoy, and let me know if I should make a tag list!

Warnings: Fluff/Angst(in later chapters) That’s basically it until the next few chapters hnnnngngng

Richie Tozier hated the whole idea of having a soulmate.

He always knew that he was different, special if you will. From the young age of fourteen, Richie knew that he wasn’t like his peers. They could see in color and Richie in grayscale. You see, when you’re born, you can only see the world in black and white. That is until you lock eyes with your soulmate for the first time.

He was a freak. An outcast that resented the fact that he was not like the others. Truth be told, Richie desperately wanted a friend, someone that would love him and be there for him. But unfortunately, it seemed like he would never find his match. Richie was nineteen years old now and still couldn’t see the world for what it truly was.

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A God in Love (Loki x plus size short reader)

Requested: Could you write a Loki x plus size and short reader fic? Super fluffy and he loves how tiny and chubby she is - @ladydork

Warnings: I don’t think there is any curse words. Short plus size reader. Also this is kind of au.

Note: I am not taking any more requests for now. Gif is not mine credit to owner.

Hope you enjoy!

Originally posted by lokitty

It had been a few month after the battle of New York and instead of Loki leaving with Thor to go to Asgard, Thor and the others decided to have him under the Avengers watch. Loki was given his own room to stay in, basically his prison and was guarded by security. Then a couple months after being trapped in his room, he was allowed to walk around the Avenger complex.

Mostly when he would walk around the rest of the Avengers would ignore his presence, but then there was you. You were the only one that was nice to him and didn’t give him the cold shoulder. He would be lying to himself, if he said that he hadn't fallen in love with you. You were so small, and gentle to him, he loved that about you.

He found your small and chubby frame so beautiful and adorable. He also loved your kindness towards him. He thought after what he had done, no one would ever be kind to him, but you proved him wrong.

It had been another day in the avengers tower. You were walking around the tower and the bumped into Loki. You both started a conversation and you said something that surprised Loki.

“Everyone here probably think I’m weak.” Loki was more than surprised when he heard you say that. That’s what you think of your self as weak. He couldn’t believe it.

“I don’t think you’re weak, I think you are a strong confident and beautiful woman" Loki said as looked down at your small frame and you looked up at him.

“Really?” Loki lowered his hand to your face and brushed a piece of your hair behind your ear. 

“Yes.” He moved his face closer to yours. “Y-n there-e is something I’ve been meaning to tell yo-” Loki was interrupted by the sound of his brother’s voice.

“Lady y/n, Natasha has told me to come and get you. I think you may have forgotten about your training with her.”

“Oh shit yea I forgot.” You looked over at Thor and then back to Loki “I’m sorry Loki but I have to go.” He nodded his head and gave you a small smile. He watched as your small figure ran out of the room. He had sure you had left the room before he turned towards his brother angrily.

“Really brother? You could not have come a worse time.” Loki glared at his brother.

“Oh,” Thor began to laugh “were you going to finally tell her you love her.”

“Don’t laugh you-”

“No, no brother, I think it cute,” he continued to chuckle “the ‘rightful king of asgard’ has taken liking to a human. I thought loving a human would make you weak brother?”

“You won’t call me weak, when I kill yo-”

“Oh I’m sorry was I interrupting, I forgot my phone.”

“Of course you weren’t, interrupting. Thor was actually about to leave.” Loki said as he glared at Thor.

‘Oh I was? I wasn’t aware?“ Loki then turned to Thor and mumbled ‘don’t you dare tell her.’

’'Oh you said don’t tell lady Y/n that you like her.” You looked up from the ground and looked at Loki with wide eyes, a blush spreading across your face. Loki began to make his move towards Thor but he had already left the room.

You both just stood in the room silent. You were looking at Loki but he was looking down at the ground ignoring your gaze. You then finally decided to brake the silence. “Loki? Is what Thor said true? Do you like me?” He didn’t answer you so you walked up to him. He was still looking down at the ground while you placed your hand on his cheek. He then looked into your eyes “Loki tell me.” you whispered.

He looked into your eyes “Yes it is true but-but it’s super embarrassing.” As he said that your eyes filled with worry and you started to think the worst things.

What if he was embarrassed because he liked someone like you. Short and chubby. But Loki sensed the worry in your eyes. “Oh no y/n, it’s nothing to do with you…” Loki placed his hand on your cheek. “It’s just I’m a god, wouldn’t it be foolish and weak to fall in love?”

“It won’t make you weaker, it will make you stronger.” You looked into his eyes. You then stood on your tip toes trying to reach his lips. Loki lightly chuckled.

“You are the most adorable person ever. And don’t ever think I would be embarrassed to like you cause of the way you look like. You are the sweetest, cutest woman I have ever met. ” You lightly blushed and before you knew it Loki lightly bent down to reach your lips. He placed his lips lightly on your but then you wrapped your arms around his neck, making the kiss more passionate.  

You pulled back from the kiss, and began to laugh “Wow, Thor was right.” Loki raised his eyebrows “He made this plan were I get you to admit you liked me, I guess it worked.’'  Loki lightly chuckled.

’'Yea, I guess it did.” then Loki pulled you into another passionate kiss but then pulled back. “You aren’t afraid to love me?”

You furrowed your eyebrows ’‘Of course not,” You looked up into his eyes “I know how you see yourself, as a monster. But the person I really know who you are is a kind, gentle man who needs love. You are trying to become a good person, and that means a lot to me.”

“God, I love you.’' He took your face in his hands and kissed you on the lips again. And in that moment he knew he was in love.


Fake married ironpanther, including the absolute reach to justify this (im guessing aliens mistake them for being married somehow and they need good trade w/ the aliens so tchalla and Tony go along with it) well as the inevitable MUTUAL PINING

Tony directing potential suitors away f rom tchalla which he justifies to himself by saying that tchalla is still super green when it comes to international relations (sure Tony)

The inevitable sex pollen fic (Wakanda’s science division has been fucking around again)

Angst fic where Tony discovers tchalla hiding the ex-vengers away (admittedly I’ve mentioned this before but you get it twice aren’t you all lucky)

tchalla and Tony trying to matchmake shuri and rhodey and in the process become closer themselves

A fic set in either a D/s or an A/B/O universe where everyone warns tchalla about how wild and how shitty a sub/omega tony is, definitely bad news 0/10 would not recommend dating/mating and tchalla is like lol ok sure

We’re doing p well on the soulmate trope actually good job everyone

T'challa as the dude no one knows is royalty, trying to get w/ teacher tony but having difficulties because Tony’s students are too possessive of him and keep interrupting his flirting

Ironpanther basically being the mum and dad of the new-vengers

Possibly related to that, T'challa being a petty dick to the ex-vengers, making super passive aggressive comments to them like “tony is just so affectionate with the team, he’s always hugging us and kissing us and touching us. what’s that? he never did that with you guys? huh, weird. it’s almost as if he likes us more than he ever liked any of you.”

or maybe he tries being petty but ends up just being angry like “oh look what Tony made me the other day, a one of a kind weapon that does something amazing. …Tony made you something like this as well? …and you still treated him the way you did? jfc you’re all MORONS”

Tony getting hurt somehow and accidentally reveals his feelings (your choice on whether he says it because he thinks he’s gonna die or because he’s so out of it he’s not filtering his words)

T'challa thinking Harley is Tony’s son so he hangs out with him in order to better know his future son (Harley is very amused by this)

Oblivious Tony completely misunderstanding t'challas flirting

Thor and Bruce coming back to chill with Tony and tchalla getting a bit jealous of their interactions with Tony, especially bruce

Related, hulk challenging T'challa to a fight so tchalla can prove to hulk he’s worthy of his tin man.

Thor also challenging tchalla because he feels guilty about how things went down between him and Tony (I mean the choking scene), and also feels like things might not have gotten to the stage they did during civil war if he had been around to help, so he wants to make it up to Tony (Tony: SO YOU DECIDED TO FIGHT HIM??? Thor: I had to make sure he deserved you!)

Tony getting annoyed at them fighting tchalla for his honour but instead of making them stop he decides to fight the Dora milaje. Why? Because its 2 in the morning and Tony challenging every single Dora milaje to a fight at once is making me laugh (Tony: I need to prove myself! Tchalla: THERE ARE BETTER WAYS TO PROVE YOURSELF THEN DYING YOU HAVE OTHER OPTIONS HERE)

honestly tho i just can’t wait for ironpanther to become so popular that we get all the cliche fics im so ready for them give them to me!!!

endragoneel  asked:

Headcannons for supernatural au, if you want <3 (vampire lance, werewolf Keith, werewolf shiro, pidge is a tree spirit probably... Idk what hunk would be haha)

okok ok so im watching an art stream and eating so im sorry if this is all over that place xD

Vampire Lance

  • oh god where to begin
  • so lance is still a flirt, but a successful flirt
  • he has centuries to perfect his craft of flirting
  • he only takes as much blood as he needs from people, cuz hes nice like that
  • i mean whats the point of killing your food? limited resources
  • lance is also like ancient, he comes all the way from medieval times
  • so like surviving the witch trials was an experience to say teh least
  • but knowing lance, hes all about having fun so he never really acts like the centuries old being that he is

Werewolf Keith

  • ok so this might be a bit angsty
  • but like
  • keith was forcibly turned into a werewolf
  • and then he was abandoned the person who turned him, so he was left to basically left alone to deal with these changes and try not to kill people
  • keith really has no idea whats going on
  • he really just wants to sleep ok?

Werewolf Shiro

  • shiro is the one who finds keith during one of the full moons
  • was able to get him to come out of the blood lust and not attack any people
  • from then on shiro and keith were a pack, shiro the leader. 
  • they basically keep each other out of trouble
  • shiro never lost his arm btw, but he has this super cool tattoo that a full arm thing
    • its basically inuit wolf markings, telling a story about a specific wolf that warned hunters if there was danger every full moon
    • ps, thats shiro
  • shiro likes the cold, so he hung out in the arctic a lot but he traveled to the warmer places as he got older
    • those old bones hate the cold and he hates being old
    • he doesnt look old, but hes been around for awhile

Fae Pidge

  • idk why but i was feeling this more than a tree spirit, sorry!!
  • but pidge is basically a faery and she basically has the same powers as the Olkari
  • fae can be kinda finnicky about who they hang out with, but for some reason, pidge enjoys a vampires and a half giants company
  • she really enjoys trying to learn about other supernatural species and their tendencies
  • it also helps that Lance hunk and pidge basically always look out for each other while theyre mixing with regular humans, or in places where they shouldnt be
  • essentially the garrison trio

Half-Giant Hunk

  • hunk is my baby and i love him ok
  • hunk is essentially the big friendly giant
  • he and lance are pretty much bffs from day one
  • (hunk totally saved lance from hitting on the wrong person and getting seriously hurt)
  • for as big as hunk is, hes super gentle, he really loves kittens ok? 
    • he really likes the calicos
  • pidge likes to ride around on his shoulders, just to feel tall (the guys its 7′10′’ and huge, pidge literally takes up one shoulder)

OK some plot to this because im getting carried away and i have no life at 12.30 am apparently xD

  • eventually these fice all run into each other
  • lance hits on keith, knowing full well hes a werwolf
  • lance likes to mess with people sometimes and keith just happens to blush really easily and get flustered
  • keith and lance bicker, while pidge and hunk talk with shiro
  • find out that the two of them are on the run from whoever turned keith
  • apparently the wolf that had turned him had been waiting for him to go through his first blood lust to prove that he was worthy of joining his pack
    • idk something really twisted like that
  • he hadnt planned on shiro being there and helping keith get through it
  • lance hunk and pidge agree to give them a place to stay while everything blows over
  • toss in som klance pining and we suddenly have a forest
  • which sucks because werewolves and vampires were never meant to be compatible, but somehow they make it work
    • prolly comes from keith being human for most of his life before being turned
    • kinda more human than wolf at this point, works in lances favor most of the time
  • and yada yada yada, they eventually get found, theres a big fight, keith gets hurt, lance freaks out aaaaannnnd imma leave it there and leave the rest of it for you to decide~ ;3c

thanks for the hc ask hun!!


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I don’t want to miss you (Newt x Reader) PART 2

Requested by anon:  Hey! Can you write an imagine where Newt and reader had an argument and in heat of the moment he said something really hurtful which made her walk out on him? And then maybe Grindelwald is kidnapping her as a bait for Newt and he comes for the rescue after which they make up and fluff? So basically like hella angsty in the begging and then super fluffy happy ending!😊♥️

A/N: Here’s part 2! I finished it earlier than expected. (Wohoo!) The fluffy ending turned a little bit smuty I guess… Also: thank you so much for reading! I’m so glad you like it. ♥️ And: if you have any requests then feel free to send me some. Requets are currently open! Okay, enough talking, enjoy PART 2! :)

Pairing: Newt Scamander x reader

Warning: mention of blood

Word count: 3,372

PART 1 Masterlist


“I think we should talk to Newt… Y/N hasn’t returned yet”, Tina suggested, walking up and down by the window, looking out in hope to spot your figure. It had been 2 hours since you left the apartment crying.

The little group though it was best for you to catch fresh air and have some time for yourself. But the hours passed and with every minute more the worry of the three grew bigger and bigger

Queenie’s expression was concerned. She nibbled on her lower lip as your last thoughts echoed in her mind.

He hates me. He really hates me. I’m not worth it.”

It broke the Legilimens’ heart. The sadness and hurt within your thoughts were almost unbearable. Queenie snuffled and moved from her chair.

“I’m going to talk to Newt…”, she announced, her voice determined. Jacob stepped next to her, rubbing her arm. Quennie smiled at him, bending down to place a sweet kiss on his cheek and left the room. Tina sensed the baker’s uneasiness.

“She’s going to be alright. She will bring Newt back to his senses…”, the auror tried to lighten up the mood, believing in her sister and Newt.

Newt was in his case and sat in front of the Occamy’s nest. He had one in his hands, balancing it carefully on his palmes. The little creature eyed him curiously, bending its head to one side. The wizard gave it a weak smile.

“Don’t look at me like that, Stuart. I know I should have followed her but I…”. Newt closed his mouth, suppressing another upcoming wave of tears. Instead he swallowed it down. He knew that his behaviour was mean and he regretted everything he had said to you. He didn’t mean it, but the stress and anger had befoged his clear thinking.

You probably hated him after your argument and Newt couldn’t handle the idea of you leaving him. You’ve deserved better anyway… So here he was, lonely and bearing his misery.

The occamy started to squeak at something. Newt turned his head and flinched a bit as he saw Quennie standing behind him. He didn’t hear her steps. He gently put the creature back in its nest, watching as it wiggled on its spot.

“Newt…”, Quennie began and the magizoologist nodded his head.

“I know what you’re going to say. Y/N left me, right? I can’t blame her for it after all the unforgivable things I’ve said to her and…-”

“Y/N has gone missing.”

Newt’s heart skipped a beat. He blinked a few times. He needed a moment to take Queenie’s words in.

And then it felt like a lightning hit him. Newt’s eyes widened.

The blonde woman read his mind, so she answered his question: “She left the apartment crying. We though we would let her go, catching air to calm down… but it has been 2 hours since the…-”

“Two hours!”, Newt repeated shocked, his eyes starring into nothing. “Two hours… Merlin’s beard…”

Queenie fumbled with her hands, she couldn’t hide her worries anymore. “I think it’s best we look for her now…”

Newt raised his gaze. “Yes… Yes it is!” He jumped on his feet and sprinted over to his shed, collecting his wand and climbing ub the ladder. He waited until Queenie left the case as well to secure it and taking it with him. Then, the two rushed into the living-room where Newt was met with the alarmed looks of Tina and Jacob.

“Newt! Y/N… she…!”, Tina was the first who spoke.

“I know.” Newt cut her off, fighting with his coat hectically as he put it on. Queenie stepped closer.

“We will help you find her, Newt!” Tina looked at her sister, then at Newt. “Yes”, she joined and Jacob nodded. The hufflepuff was touched by his friend’s support. He had behaved like a total ass this evening and still, they stood by his side. Newt smiled quickly.

“Thank you”, he said before he left the apartment in a hurry.

Time was ticking and he had no clue where you were. The thought of you beeing all alone by yourself at this late hour. What if some guys molested you and…?- Newt shook his head.

He wouldn’t let that happen. He would find you. He had to.

The british wizard ran through the streets of London, the cold december air lashing his face, but he kept his fast pace. He pounded all your favourite spots: the near park, the old book-store, the bridge where you liked to enjoy the view, the funny looking houses and the King’s Cross station. But you were nowhere to be found.

Panic started to rise up. Newt began to use apparation to get faster to places more far away.

“Y/N! Y/N!”, he screamed into the dead of night, hoping to get a respond, hoping to hear your sweet voice.


The magizoologist continued his search, using all his foucus and willpower to keep his apparation on a fast level. After 15 minutes though he had to take a break.

Newt collapsed on his kneeps, panting heavily. He leaned against a wall to regain his strength.

“I’m sorry, Y/N… I’m so sorry…”, he whispered to himself, giving up the fight against his tears and letting them run down his sweaty face. His little sobs filled the silence by echoing in the dark alley.

Newt was deep in thoughts, pondering the next places he should look for you. He didn’t notice his case softly rocking as one of his beasts escaped. It was the niffler. The furry creature sniffed on the ground and shooed away.

Newt’s eyes caught the little troublemaker and he immediantely followed him.

“Little bugger, not now!”, he grumpled but was surprised that the niffler had stopped. Newt reached him and saw a familiar earring in the paws of the little thief.

It was your earring.

Newts eyes widened, he spun around to look for you but his body came to an abrupt stop. He faced the wall and all his worries and fears became reality as he read the message that was written with blood on it:


Newt was petrified with horror. The worst scenario he could have imagined had happened: Grindelwald took you hostaged.

It had to be him. The dark wizard was after one thing after all: the obscurial inside his case.

By wasting no time Newt grapped the niffler and stared at the metal knife that was stuck inside the wall. It was stock-still, but as soon as Newt touched it, the knife shoot out of the wall and flew away. The hufflepuff chased after it, his heart hammering against his chest. He prayed that Grindelwald didn’t hurt you, but if he did… Oh, he would show no mercy.

You felt sick and dizzy.

You tried to study your surroundings but your vision was blurry. Grindelwald must have used this magical transportation-thing… Newt had told you about it once. It allowed wizards and witches to disappear from one spot and appear in a total different area.

You’ve always begged Newt to do it with you, but he refused. He said it was too dangerous for you as a normal human beeing.

Now you understood him.

It felt like your body had been almost ripped apart, the pressure inside your head had made you scream in pain. The dizziness reminded you of this horrendous experience.

“How are you feeling, love?”

You turned your head to see Grindelwald, your face was full of hatred. He stood above you, keeping a distance.

“Fuck you”, you hissed, narrowing your eyes. The blonde wizard just chuckled at your word choice.

“No reason to be rude. Altough, my apologies that I’ve cut you. But I needed your blood to… deliver a message”, he explained and you looked down on your arm, spotting a clean cut. You knew that he used you as a bait to lure Newt.

“Nice try, Grindelwald. But you won’t get what you want because Newt won’t come!”

Grindlewald raised an eyebrow, acting surprsised. “Oh, and why do you think so?”

“Because Newt and I…-”, you hesitated. You remembered your argument. There was no chance that Newt would come and rescue you. After all he’d said to you… you were a burden to him. But your thoughts were interrupted by an evil laugh.

“Oh look at you… Isn’t love brutal? It will always leave its mark on you. Making you vulnerable…” His gaze drifted off and you used his mental absence by looking around.

You were at a railway station telling by the signs and structure. Also, this was an underground station that you recognized. “Wait…”, you mumbled as your vision came fully back.

Again, you looked down on you, but this time your eyes widened in shock as you realzied your situation:

You were tied up on a rail track.

Grindlewald smiled, he had a great time as he saw the realization finally hitting you.

He enjoyed the look of pure panic in your eyes, watching you fighting against the robes, with no success. You wiggled like a fish on dry land, the fear of death poisining your mind.

There was no way to escape. You had no chance to win against a powerful wizard. But you weren’t ready to die yet, you were too young, you had your whole life ahead.

And then your heart stopped beating for a moment. There was a faint light in the distance, the rail track vibrating under your body in accordance with your tremble.

A train rushed with high speed towards you.

The lights got brighter and brighter. The sound of the machine booming painfully in your ears. That was the end. You knew it.

Tears ran down your cheeks and your breathing became choppy and hectic. In your final moment you wished you could see Newt once again, telling him how much you loved him and feeling his arms around your body.

The train was seconds away from you, its light blinding you. You squeezed your eyes shut, your thoughts running wild but in this chaos you could see the shape of your boyfriend, smiling warmly at you. Even though it was just your imagination, it made you forget about your nearby death. You were ready.


Your body was moved by an invisible force that shot you across the rail track in a split second. You crashed into something warm and firm. The strong wind of the passing train swirled up your hair and arms wrapped around your body. A familiar smell made you look up in disbelief, but there he was: Newt.

You clutched at his blue coat, snuggeling your head against his chest and cried.

You let all your emotions out, all the fear, relief, happiness and guilt that had plagued your soul. Newt pulled you closer and pressed a kiss on your head.

“Everything is going to be okay, Y/N… I’m here, love…”, he whispered into your ear.

The hufflepuffe was extremly reliefed to have you safe in his warms. But nevertheless, you both were still not out of danger. Newt stared at Grindelwald who had observed you both with a grin. The dark wizard raised his wand and Newt did the same.

“Here we are again, Mr. Scamander. Do you like the location? I hope you recognize it!”, the dark wizard spoke up.

Newt remembered. It was similar to the place where he had revealed and captured Grindelwald together with the Macusa back in New York.

“Bringing back good old memories…”, he said and pointed his wand at Newt’s case.

“Here’s the deal: I want the case. In return, I won’t kill your girl. Pretty fair, isn’t it?”

Newt didn’t answer. Instead, he thought about how to escape. He knew he had no chance against Grindelwald. Not alone. His priority was to get you and himself safely out of this.

The magizoologist leaned back, his wand and eyes still fixated on the other wizard.

“Y/N, take the case and hide. I’ll get us out of here”, he promised, shoving his brown leather-case to you which you grapped tightly.

“Newt, I won’t leave you alone let me he…-”


You winced at Newt’s forceful order. His expression was dead serious and his whole body tensed. It scared you to witness that Newt, who was usually calm and controlled, was now the total opposite. So you nodded and ran away with the case pressing tightly against your chest.

Grindelwald laughed again and shot a flash with his wand towards Newt.

“Protego!” The flash bounced off and flew towards Grindelwald who easily blocked the attack.

Then, the dark wizard moved up a gear, shooting a dozent of flashes at once. Newt had trouble to keep up the pace. He knew that Grindelwald was just playing with him.

“How imprudent of you to face me after you’ve used apparation so much”, the blonde wizard emphasised, but Newt tried his best. He was already sweating, his spells became a little slopy and he couldn’t stand longer on his feet.

You hid behind a wall and watched the battle. You wanted to help Newt, you had to or he would die.

Suddently you saw figures behind Grindelwald: it were Tina and Queenie!

They tiptoed closer and closer. Grindlewald was too engaged in his battle with the hufflepuff and so he didn’t noticed their new company.

Then, Tina pointed to the dark wizard and you followed her gaze: Grindlewald was standing on the rail track, Newt was a few meters away from him, laying on the ground.

Tina gave you instructions per hand signal and you nodded. You waited. Grindelwald was rising his wand again, ready to give Newt the finishing stroke. That’s when you sprinted towards both men.

“HEY! Coward!”, you screamed and it made Grindelwald stop in his move. A smile formed on his thin lips.

“No! Y/N! Stay away!”, Newt yelled, using all his strenght to stand up, legs shivering.

“You want this, right?! Then take it!” You threw the case and Newt’s jaw dropped.  

The case flew directly to Grindelwald who reached out his hand, that was your cue.

You raised your hand high up in the air, screaming as loud as you could. “NOW!”

Tina and Qeenie apparated on command, standing on each side of the dark wizard, pointing their wands at him. Grindelwald saw right through the trap but he lost precious seconds by catching the case, so the Goldstein sisters had an advantage.

Petrificus totalus!” The spell hit him twice, making his body freeze. Newt understood your plan as another train came rushing behind the dark wizard.

The magizoologist acted quickly. “Accio!” His beloved case returned to its owner, just in time before the train hit Grindelwald. Newt apparated next to you to carry you away from the trail rack.

The train roared passed you and left the trail empty. No sign of Grindelwald.

Tina and Queenie appeared next to you and Newt, the auror put a hand on your shoulder. She looked at Newt concerned. “We should leave. Grindelwald must have escaped so we better get out of here.” Newt nodded.

You were sitting in front of the mirror in your bedroom, eyeing yourself. Your hair was a mess, your clothes were ripped here and there and a bit of dirt covered your face.

The shock was still deep in your bones. You were close to death today, if Newt had came one second later, then…

A soft knock pulled you out of your thoughts.

“Come in.” You watched through the reflection of the mirror how Newt entered the room, a bowl in his hands. You swallowed, fighting against the tears. But Newt noticed.

He rushed to your side, putting the bowl carelessly on the table and pulled into a tight hug.

Your arms grapped his shoulders, holding on for dear life as your body was shaking uncontrollably with your sobs.

The wizard caressed your back gently, whispering sweet nothing into your ears to calm you.

Newt could understand your feelings. You had no idea how dangerous the world of wizardy and witchcraft could be and today you experienced it firsthand.

“I’m so sorry you had to go through this…” Newt truly was. He could never reconcile it with his conscience that you’d get hurt because of him…

But there was one question that plagued you the most. You leaned back to meet Newt’s eyes, letting out a shaky breath befor you asked your question.

“Why did you safe me?”

Newt’s eyes widened in confusion. “P-Pardon?”

“Why did you safe me? I though you hated me.”

A wave of guilt crushed over Newt. His expression was a mixture of shock, hurt and sadness. He furiously shook his head and cupped your face gently with his hands. “No, no, no, no, no, no… Y/N, darling, I love you… I love you so much…” You dropped your gaze.

“Be honest, Newt. Are you tired of me?” The hufflepuff frowned, tears welling up in his eyes. He couldn’t believe he made you feel this way.

“Listen, Y/N…”, he grapped your hands, placing them on his lap and stroked with his thumbs over your soft skin. He lowered his head, his messy hair covering his eyes. “… I was a fool, I-I didn’t mean anything what I said to you. I know that I can be exhausting, I get easily drawn-in by my work. B-but that is no excuse for how I’ve treated you… Please, plea…se…”, Newt’s voice broke as teardrops landed on your hand.

“Please… d-don’t leave…me… I don’t want to miss you. Ever again…” He brought your hands to his lips, pressing desperate kisses on your knuckles. His repeating begging crushed your heart and you couldn’t take it anymore.

You splapped Newt right in the face.

The impact of your hit moved his head to the side. He didn’t dare to look at you.

“That’s for breaking my heart, Scamander”, you sobbed. Newt swallowed, he briefly allowed himself to look at you from the corner of his eyes. He opened his mouth to say something, but you leaned closer and wrapped your arms around his neck.

You kissed his red cheek, sitting on his lap. “And that’s for saving me.”

Newt turned his head and looked at you puzzled, hope glinting in his eyes. You offered him a small smile. “I love you too, Newt. Please, just don’t treat me like this ever again…”

The wizard grapped your waist and you felt his whole body relaxing. “I-I promise!”, he bursted out stammering which made you giggle. Newt smiled in awe at that beautiful laugh of yours. Then, the atmospehre changed.

You both stared into each other eyes, tension and desire building around you.

Newt was the first who gave in.

He cupped your face again, pulling you closer to collide his lips on yours. You sighned into the heated kiss, enjoying the passion the hufflepuff shared with you.

Newt couldn’t controll his needing for you. His tongue eagerly licked over your swollen lips to get the wistful permission. You happily granted his request by opening your mouth and were taken aback by Newt’s hunger for you. He pushed his tongue inside, searching for yours to massage it intensely.

You forcefully pulled back, gasping for air. Newt moaned at the sudden breakup, panting heavily as he eyed you with heavy lids. He then felt ashamed for his intrusive behaviour, looking away.

“F-Forgive me…”, he apologized, a faint blush on his freckled skin.

“No need to apologize, but I believe we still have a diner party to attend…”, you wiggled with your eyebrows, “… and after that we could continue our…”. Your eyes flickered between you both. It earned you that boyish smile of Newt that you adored.

The wizard stood up and rached for your hand.

“Well, then we have no time to spare.”



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a lot of people are understandably upset about losing supergirl as someone they could see themselves in as a wlw, so here is a list of actual female lgbt dc heroes in comics that you could get into instead

anissa pierce AKA thunder - anissa the lesbian daughter of the hero black lightning, and she’s coming to dctv in his show in 2018!

kante kane AKA batwoman - batman’s lesbian cousin. name aside, she doesn’t actually have much to do with the bat clan and generally goes on her own wild adventures that have nothing to do with bruce. her sexuality is an integral part of both her backstory and a lot of the arcs in her books.

diana prince AKA wonder woman - you know who she is, and you probably know she was recently confirmed to be canonically bisexual. it’s a relatively recent addition to her mythos, so there hasn’t been much exploration of it yet, but i couldn’t not put her on this list. come on.

selina kyle AKA catwoman - everyone’s favorite bisexual cat burglar. check out catwoman v4 especially to see her relationship with fellow catwoman eiko hasigawa. (a warning: selina’s stories often deal heavily with sex work due to her origin as a prostitute. if that’s something that makes you uncomfortable, you might want to skip out on this one.)

holly robinson AKA catwoman - holly is, to vastly oversimplify things, basically catwoman’s version of robin. she’s canonically a lesbian and takes up the catwoman mantle for a time. (a warning: holly, like selina, was/is a sex worker. her stories deal with underage prostitution as well as drug addiction. again, skip it if it’s not something you think you’d be comfortable reading about.)

grace choi - grace is a seven foot tall, super strong, bisexual amazonian. what else can i say, really? 

harper row AKA bluebird - harper is one of the newest adoptees into the batfamily. she is bisexual and currently the only canonically lgbt batkid!

alysia yeoh - alysia is barbara gordon’s bisexual roommate. she is also the first trans girl to appear in mainstream comics! she’s a lovely character who we get to see marry her girlfriend!

renee montoya AKA the question - a longstanding detective with the gotham PD, renee is a dominican lesbian who got tired of all of batman’s shenanigans and decided to take the title of world’s best detective herself. she’s all the fun of the classic detective story and then some.

i’ll end this with the best rec i have: bombshells. all of it. there are too many wlw pairings in this book to list, and it’s amazing

there’s also an entire blog for lgbt characters in comics that you could check out!


anonymous asked:

Any favorite Galra!Keith fics? (Of any kind, really. Keith 'turning' more physically Galra, Keith raised by BoM, looking human or not, Keith raised by the empire, stuff that happens just after BoM that focuses on him realizing he's part alien, whatever.)

Heck, yeah! I read a lot of Galra Keith fics (and have since well before season 2.) Asterisks (*) indicate my personal favorites.

Multi-chapter AUs

*Gotta Run Another Night by @darkscaleswriter (21k) - AU where Keith grew up in the Galra Empire, was forced into the army. He defects, and steals (is stolen by?) the Red Lion. With a bounty on his head and the other paladins searching for the missing Lion, Keith is tired, scared, and desperate, but at least he’s got Red looking out for him. Lots of feels, great Keith-Red bonding, and I honestly love Hunk so much in this. First fic is complete and there’s a follow-up one-shot in the series; possibly a full sequel coming. I will absolutely be there for anything else in this ‘verse.

*I Was Born A Lion by @s-opal (68 pages so far) - Ongoing comic where Keith finds out he’s part Galra and gets rejected by Red, so he runs away to find Thace, who turns out to be his father. I love love love this story–everything from Thace’s backstory to the culture of the Galra army to Keith’s attempts to fit in and Thace’s fond exasperation every time he has to step in. You can also read it on Tumblr here.

Secret of the Blood by @jessicameats (35k) - Season 2 AU where Keith and Shiro exit the corrupted wormhole directly on top of the Blade of Marmora base. Without Shiro or Keith having known Ulaz as a good Galra, and without the Blade having Ulaz’s word to vouch for the paladins, there’s a lot of initial suspicion, and the awkwardness and angst as everyone comes to terms with it is very compelling.

*occluding junction (and other incidences of biology) by Kieron_ODuibhir (33k) - pre-season 2 AU where Keith slowly starts turning Galra and tries to hide it. Lots of feels but also highly entertaining (kEITH, son, wearing a mask to hide your purple face is not subtle)

A Gift Horse by To Be or Not to- Oh forget it (Mikki) (18k) - AU where Keith grew up as a half-breed in the Galra Empire, which led to him being enslaved and later given to the paladins as a gift for freeing a planet from Zarkon’s control. They accept because they’re afraid of what would happen to Keith if they refused, but he’s a complete unknown and so at first he remains a prisoner–and of course he has no reason to trust the paladins, either. There’s lots of hurt all around, and Keith gets hit with a lot of shit, but given the setup Shiro and Allura’s distrust is entirely understandable–even if it is super painful to read. Heavy angst (mind the warnings) but god I love the emotion in this.


Five Times: Keith and the Dads of Marmora by EdgarAllenPoet (5k) - mostly canon compliant, takes place before the season 2 finale. Kolivan and Antok basically adopt Keith. It’s absolutely adorable. Part of a series. I haven’t read the other fics, mostly because I didn’t realize they existed until I went back to find my fav Galra Keith fics. You can bet I’ll be reading the rest of the series now.

De-Stressing by @thesickficsideblog (1.6k) - Pidge comes to comfort Keith when the stress of the events in The Blade of Marmora make him physically ill. Short but sweet, and you know I always love Pidge and Keith bonding.

Stating the Obvious by nightwalker (2k) - Another post-The Blade of Marmora fic (well, specifically post-episode 11), this time featuring Lance coming to talk to Keith.

Darkiplier History lesson..

Okay, do you understand Darkiplier, you should probably know his origins as a character. Well, when Mark made those creepy videos for the sake of being creepy, it cause a few fans to basically go, “Hey, that’s super weird, we should make the creepy dude in the back a character!” so they did, and as a separate being from Mark, he had to have a name.

And that was basically the birth of Darkiplier. And he wasn’t immediately a romantic figure like people say, at first he was only used in horror fanfiction for stuff like SCP and things like that. He was originally supposed to be animal like, he was like a feral dog that would bite without warning. But as he started to grow, and more and more people started to jump on the Dark train, he got more and more diverse.

One person could describe Dark as a Demon that would kill you without thought , and another would say he’s a cinnamon roll that just needs a hug. And that was how it was, we didn’t have a solid character because there was no solid content for him, I think the most popular vision of him was the Emo dude, always wearing a hoodie , with black eyes and red pupils. But then Mark got more involved, and it just reinforced the Emo image, and he was kinda the laughing stock of the ego community.

But then a Date with Markiplier came out, and the entire community was fliped on its head. The Emo image didn’t fit anymore, we all had to recreate him into this sauve upper class looking man, and we ate it up. As Mark said, he’s a social manipulator, he takes our affection and devotion and uses it. And recently, with ‘Who Killed Markiplier’, he’s getting a lot of sympathy because of his back story, and again, we all eat it up. This is what he wants.

This is what Mark wants, he knows we can’t help but feel sorry for the “Lost soul” thing, and he’s going to use it against us somehow. Dark knows we want to help, and he will use that advantage. He’s not our friend, yes, he had a tragic past, but that doesn’t change the fact that he will use us.

*might do one for Wilford, not sure*

@markiplier @reverseblackholeofwords @justwritingscibbles @twenty-third-boos

Favorite Human

Sorry this is out so late guys! I think this is the start of a sort of one-shot series thing between the reader and the angels, so let me know what you think and what other angels you would want to see! It’s a lot longer than I had originally planned, and I’m not super happy with it, but I think it’s pretty good. Hope you guys enjoy! 

Warnings: A little bit of blood/ fighting. Not much though

Being a Winchester, you knew something weird was bound to happen at some point. It was basically guaranteed. But, in all your years, you had never expected this well you kinda expected the angel part but not on this level.

You had come into the hunting life later to your brothers and were fairly younger than both of them, being their half sister. The boys had found you after your mother was turned by a vampire and almost killed you. You were fifteen. Bobby had later informed you three that your mother was a hunter in her prime. She and John had been seeing each other for a while, until she got pregnant. No one knew where she went, but you assumed it she left the life to keep you safe. After learning that you had nowhere else to go, the boys and Bobby gladly accepted you as a part of their little family. You began to live with Bobby, going to school in Sioux Falls and training or helping answer the phones in your spare time. The boys would stop in every chance they got, even letting you go on simple salt and burns from time to time.

But, things had gotten more complicated. The apocalypse had been started, by your older brothers no less. Ever since then, things had been different. The guys rarely stopped home, and when the did, it was brief.  You missed them. But, they had their reasons. Your ability was discovered by one of those reasons.

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The Man In The Scarlet Cloak

Title: The Man In The Scarlet Cloak
Author: @bixgirl1
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 16,300 Approx.  
Summary: There’s usually a better time and place to participate in seduction than the Forbidden Forest. Unless, of course, it’s Mating Season. // In which Draco is sneaky but not sneaky enough, Harry is confident but goes a bit mad, and the Trees are either incredibly romantic or just sort of perverts.
Content/Warning(s): Face-fucking, hung!Harry, rimming  

This is an absolutely delicious story, a very loose retelling of Little Red Riding Hood and let me tell you, at one point Harry’s wearing his red clock and carrying a basket (later with flowers) and it’s basically the best thing ever. It’ll all make sense, I promise! :D

It starts with Draco being in the forbidden forest, picking up Potions ingredients (he’s doing his Potions fellowship at Hogwarts) and in comes Harry in search of some magic flowers.  Of course Draco is also very interested in these magic flowers Harry’s after. And that they are both super attracted to each other, well, that helps, too. Helps a lot, actually, so much UST!

Then – god, you should just read it because then Draco’s obviously hiding something and obviously Harry’s got to see what it is and then there’s hung!Harry and Draco gets sneezed on by a flower and goes mad with lust and – yeah, it’s crazy and amazing. :D