best look of the night hands down

Shuffle Music

I was tagged by @inspectorwired thanks so much for the tag!!


Rules: Put your music on shuffle and write down the first 10 songs that come up. Tag 10 others to do the same. 


1. Hard Rock Hallelujah by Lordi

2. Look (a starlight night) by N’uest

3. Nevermind by BTS

4. Hooray for Beer by Bowling for Soup

5. Raise Your Hands by Bon Jovi

6. Savior by Rise Against

7. You’re not Me by Marty Bags

8. Ah Yeah by EXID

9. Two-Seater by Bowling for Soup

10. Gone Forever by Three Days Grace


I’m personally very offended that there wasn’t a single Day6 song that came on, but, you know, what can you do. Somehow, shuffle doesn’t want to give you what you want.


I’ll tag @nebulous–heart @flap-monster @namgii @polgara @nekromantorium @transemmagoldman @strawbubbly @namjoonmyprince @jiminicriket @greekaboo

hogwarts wlw aesthetics

gryffindor: forehead kisses, brushing her hair out of her face, boxes of chocolates, making each other laugh, blanket forts, seeing her in your jacket and feeling your heart flip, attack hugs, stupidly competitive “i obviously let you win, babe” moments, flying together, serenading her even if your voice is awful, embarassing amounts of pda, linked arms, doodling hearts on your homework, making a huge deal out of her birthday just to make her feel special, fond eye-rolls, tickle fights, sharing a blanket in front of the fire, hugs that last forever, getting on with her friends, catching yourself staring at her, grand gestures to try and impres her, playing footsie under the table, sweaty palms when you hold hands

slytherin: matching tattoos, skipping class to make out, “i hate you less than other people”, inside jokes, stealing each others clothes and makeup, bed-sharing, lil bit of healthy possessiveness, love letters, “i’m so proud of you”s, hickeys, never shutting up about each other and annoying the hell out of everyone else, it couple, matching jewellery, fierce loyalty, little gifts for no reason, open flirting, knowing exactly how she likes her coffee, lip-biting, conversations at 3am, ironic pet names, your arm around her, stupid dance parties in your underwear, meeting her parents, singing her to sleep, feeling like you’re missing something when she’s not there, being able to communicate just by giving each other a look, calling her your girlfriend around other people

hufflepuff: nose kisses, playing with her hair as she lays in your lap, bringing her flowers, baking together and getting flour everywhere, cuddling, knowing when to say sorry, picnics, walking her to class even if it’s the opposite direction to where you’re going, blushing, binge-watching series together, hand-holding, knowing exactly how to cheer her up after a bad day, board games, making flower crowns, adopting a pet together, “i’m trying to be mad at you stop looking so cute”, sickeningly domestic, sleepy mornings lying in bed, playlists of songs that remind you of her, one drink two straws, cute petnames, “you hang up first”, realising she’s your best friend, insisting on carrying her books, laughing against each other’s mouths

ravenclaw: poetry, bringing her food/drinks when she’s studying, reading aloud to each other, pushing her glasses up her nose when they slide down, cafe dates, quiet nights in, walks in the woods holding hands, cheek kisses, curling up in one seat, soft love songs, the way your name sounds when she says it, talking for hours, smoothing away the frown between her eyebrows when she’s stressed, shoulder rubs, whispered “i love you”s, scheduled date nights, little notes slipped into books, total support, the feeling of being known, helping each other out, cooking meals for her, slow dancing, “this reminded me of you”, learning all her little quirks, the smell of her hair

so i’ve seen a few posts about the foxes getting a team snapchat and i just. adore the idea so i came up with this (with the help of @minyarrd03) bear with me.

  • so one day kevin sets up this snapchat account for the foxes and it’s supposed to be professional and clips from interviews and behind the scenes and all
  • but then my boy nicky finds out the password
  • (it may or may not be jeremy’s birthday)
  • and kevin’s rant about how the foxes ‘better not ruin everything he’s been working his whole life for’? out the window. you better believe my son nicky is gonna shitpost this account into hell
  • so like the first thing he posts is a black screen with as the caption ‘does anyone want a dick pic?’
  • the next picture is kevin
  • kevin is never the same again
  • but that’s not the point. eventually all the foxes know what the password is and they all use it (except renee bless her soul) to spite kevin even more until kevin just gives up on the idea and lets them do whatever they want like usual
  • and so since the fun in spiting kevin is gone, only allison and nicky regularly use it. sometimes dan to post Real Important Stuff but that’s pretty much it
  • but anyways one day they have this really important game against this really important team and neil gets injured. and it’s not pretty.
  • and neil, because he’s neil, pretends it’s nothing and goes to get up but? his ankle obviously didn’t get the memo bc it won’t stand straight
  • so when neil is called off andrew Does Not Care about the game (more than usual anyway) and jogs up to him to help him up, an arm around his shoulders and the other out to ward off anyone who tries to get close
  • and they go to the boy’s changing room where abby’s already waiting and andrew helps neil sit down on the bench
  • and since neil does his best to hide it but is still in Very Obvious Pain, andrew lets him lay his head on his shoulder and takes his hand, noting the furrow of his brow and the way he digs his nails into andrew’s hand when abby gets his shoe off to take a look at his ankle
  • and sadly he’s too busy warning abby not to hurt neil to notice that nicky just rounded the corner and is filming the w h o l e scene
  • he posts it the same night on the team’s snapchat
  • nicky knows the exact moment andrew’s seen it, because neil sends him a short text with just ‘he’s after you’ as a warning
  • the next post on the team’s snapchat is a blurry pic with ‘IM TOO YOUNG TO DIE’ as the caption
  • the next one is a video of nicky just shrieking while running away
  • the last one is another video, but this time it’s all black. all you hear is laboured breathing and then nicky stage-whispering ‘im hiding in the closet… never thought i’d come back in here… if i die please-’ and the video ends on a scream as the closet door jerks open
Bet On Me

Reggie x Reader

A/N: This is my first ever fic and I hope you all like it!! Requests for all other Riverdale characters are open!! (This is my first fic because Reggie is bae)

Word Count: 3369

Warnings: Swearing, slight angst, violence, heavy make-out session (is that even a warning?)

Summary: Reggie is dared to date Y/N, the sweet and popular untouched cheerleader. He does so, although not expecting to fall for her in the process.

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Mile High Club

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warnings: NSFW, blowjobs

Word Count: 785

Prompt: The reader finds a quick way to calm Dean down during a flight.

Beta: @impala-dreamer

Originally posted by wellcometothedarkside

“Dean, you need to calm down. You’re freakin’ everyone out here,” Sam grumbled, punching his brother’s shoulder. “It’s a plane, not the Titanic.”

“Planes can crash,” Dean countered. “The Titanic sunk, it’s possible that this metal thing could just blow up any second.”

A woman in front of Dean turned around, shooting him a glare as she tried to comfort her young son who was now about as freaked out as Dean. “Planes are built to fly. They always check them before they go up,” she stated matter-of-factly. The second she turned her back, Dean was mocking her. This time you punched his arm.

The plane hit a bit of turbulence in the air, and you grit your teeth when Dean’s nails sunk into your arm. “Release the death grip, my arm’s gonna fall off.” He sighed, unleashing your arm. “C’mon, let’s go see if we can get you some water.” You suggested, having had enough of Dean’s panic.

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dreamy aesthetics

- flickering neon motel signs that always seem to be missing a really significant letter rendering the glowing word or phrase meaningless

- carnivals that move from town to town; the air hot and ripe with secrets and the sugar-icing scent of cotton candy

- those nights when the wind sounds like the breath of the beautiful stranger sleeping next to you

- crop circles and fields of singed grass where local residents claim alien ships land on the darker eves of the year

- the back alleys of the dingiest night club on the block that look like places where serial killers claim their victims or superheroes swoop to the rescue or cults practice witchcraft

- those nineties themed diners with rollerblading waiters, jukeboxes and cold fries but bucketlist worthy milkshakes

- sitting atop a rooftop you skilfully climbed up but with a terrifying prospect of getting down, pointing to every star that never granted you wishes running your hands through your best friend’s hair and the air feels like warm milk in the throat

- listening to a stream gurgling and gargling rocks in a forest so green it’s like sitting in the heart of an emerald

- binge watching the X-Files in your pajamas there’s chocolate chip ice cream and your two dogs are cuddled up against you, one on your lap and the other curled around your ankles

- greenhouses that swim with sunlight all these exotic flowers that you can’t name aquamarine and scarlet and canary yellow blooms it smells like dirt and honeysuckle and budding life

Liability (Part 1)

A/N: FINALLY posting something. This is based off a recent even that happened in my life and I kinda needed to write it all down…let me know what you think! Especially since I haven’t written in forever! 

Dean x Reader, Sam, Jody, Claire

Word Count: 1000+

Warnings: Angst, Swearing

The two of you had avoided each other for weeks.

What went from hurtful words spewed at you in the heat of the moment, to you needing time, which then eventually led to the art of stonewalling that the two of you perfected in. And now here you were with this awful knot in your throat, your mind curled in on itself, two hands firmly holding the steering wheel, driving in the middle of buttfuck nowhere. You couldn’t even remember what the two of you had been arguing about in the first place, but the overwhelming sense of not being of any use to him, of being an inconvenience, a liability, was enough to have you putting as much distance as you possibly could from Lebanon, Kansas.

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Daddy Devil  { Submission }

<– [Prologue] | [Dominance] | 

A/N: Lmaoooo the title is misleading xD but! In the context of the first part of this story, it makes sense lol. So there!

Anyway, here’s the second part of Daddy Devil! There was a lot of positive feedback on the first part, so I figured I’d give writing a second part a shot. Hopefully you all like it!

Consider it a belated Valentine’s Day present~ ;p

Words: 7,414

Genre: Smut/Demon!AU


Namjoon finds himself standing at the bottom of the regal staircase, face blank and cock grown hard between his legs. The clock on the walls ticks just past 3AM, and the entire house is silent—Hell, for once, seems to have quieted down.

But the thoughts in Namjoon’s brain are loud. The images from his dream continue to play in his head, and he scowls, fingers curling into fists.

Taut, rosy nipples—skin decorated with bruises and hickies. Thighs quivering, lips and chin slick with drool, ass red—but that smirk. That cocky little smirk that only belongs to one girl he’s had the pleasure of attempting to ruin, and that damn smirk belongs to you. A smart little girl in Jungkook’s territory, daring enough to deem him “daddy” and even more bold as to play games in his presence despite the fact that you had been at his complete mercy.

The way you’d reacted and bantered with him had been branded into his mind, and you’d been terrorizing him even though your physical presence in his life was lacking.

And tonight is not the first night you had entered his dreams and made him like this—cock stiff and weeping, his heart thrumming with the need to dominate and make you submit.

Yet…his dependence somewhat scares him, because he doesn’t need you, so instead he turns his frustration elsewhere—stepping forward and throwing open the double doors leading into the Play Room.

Girls are thrown over the couches and chairs, eyes groggily popping open at the sound of someone entering. They’re wearing nothing but collars or piercings, typically not needing clothes when their services are needed by many of Namjoon’s men throughout the day.

Eyes widening, the girls can hardly believe their eyes when they spot that its Namjoon who has interrupted their sleep, and any rude thoughts that had come to mind fly away. They all scramble to their feet, watching as Namjoon looks them over, their mouths already slack as their gaze drops to the tent in his pants.

“Don’t make me ask,” he simply states, voice gruff from sleep, and undresses himself before sitting down in an arm chair. Obedient as always, the girls immediately surround him, hands roaming his tanned skin and their mouths parting to release quiet moans.

Namjoon closes his eyes as they work, eyebrows furrowed as lips caress his neck and chest, a small hand boldly wrapping around his cock. They tug skillfully, a mouth descending to enclose around the head of his length. The wet warmth comforts him, coaxing his orgasm towards the surface, but even so he still feels unsatisfied.

These girls have no voice—no effect on him. They don’t make him cocky—don’t give him a challenge. They’re here to please and nothing more, there’s no feeling behind their actions, no reaction behind what they feel.

When he opens his eyes he sees a girl knelt before him, mouth engulfing his cock, her eyes locked on his, waiting to receive his approval. But that’s all she cares about, making sure the Devil is happy with her work, and that doesn’t get Namjoon off.

It used to, in the drunk hours of the night, but not now.

Now he only sees the girls face and wishes that she could be you—trying your best to please him earnestly, searching for a reward yet also getting off despite the pain. A spicy, yet innocent demon—one that he wants to get his hands on once again.

“Fuck,” he growls, reaching down and shoving the girl off of him.

“Sir?” she asks in surprise, nervousness overtaking her tone. Standing up, Namjoon quickly steps into his pants, cock still hard against his leg, and looks back at the girls. His eyes are dark.

“You all did fine, go back to sleep.”

With that he exits the room and storms up the stairs. When he reaches his private quarters, Namjoon slams the door shut behind him, feet gluing to the floor a few steps inside the room. His eyes lock on the spot where he’d first saw you—hands bound above your head, body bare and utterly perfect.

Hand sneaking beneath the band of his pants, his palm strokes his cock, breath turning shaky as he recalls his memory of that day. Your ass, your lips—the way your pussy had felt around his cock. The way you’d obeyed him yet had made sure to retain your independence with wit, and the thought of your snarky words alone has a growl building in his throat, wrists twisting and his eyes fluttering shut.

He recalls your slicked thighs and quivering muscles as he’d touched you, and his teeth grind, dick aching under his touch. The temptation of your wet, warm walls enclosing him and taking him so wonderfully is what sends him over the edge, a gravelly curse sneaking past his lips as he cums in his own palm, the white substance accidentally painting the inside of his pants as well.

Eyes reopening, Namjoon stares down at himself, eyes burning maroon as confused anger passes through his skull. He doesn’t remember the last time he got off like this—like a blushing virgin boy, jacking off to fantasies in his head. He’s always had people to service him—to do his bidding, to take care of his needs. And the girls eat him up, truly. A chance to pleasure the Devil—what lower level, horny demon would pass the opportunity up?

But now they’re not enough for him, and it’s frustrating to realize that he wants you. God, you of all people—a random demon he hadn’t even known about until two weeks ago. But…fuck, something about you has him yearning for more…

“Fuck,” he growls, running his unsoiled hand through his hair. Namjoon walks forward and steps out of his pants, discarding his shirt on the bathroom floor as he strides into the white-tiled room, hand reaching out to start the shower.

He wants you but he’s not sure if you want to see him again. After all, he’d taken you under his mercy, even if you had enjoyed it (at least judging by the way your body had reacted).

But why should he care about the way you feel? He’s the Devil, he can have what he wants.

So, attempting to push his worries aside, writing it off as an emotion he shouldn’t need to bother with (even though the question of: do you want him like he wants you? remains), Namjoon steps into the steaming shower and decides that the next time you come to his mind he won’t hold back. He’ll come and find you.


Darkness descends upon Hell, the artificial sun fading away. The sky changes shade as the ball in the sky fades from yellow to dimmed white, craters appearing on its surface—a little feature added to mimic the look of Earth’s moon.

Namjoon has always been interested in Earthlings and the way that their world functions, Jungkook muses, nursing the glass of juice the bar tender had passed him. Well—half juice, the other half is vodka, but he hates to drink it straight. He typically despises being teased by his hyungs as the youngest, yet in this instance he’ll resign to his younger age. Sweet drinks are still his favorite.

Taking a swig of the concoction, Jungkook’s eyes shift sideways, head turning as he survey’s the laden bar. Most of the patrons he knows briefly on a name or face basis. It’s his job as the 3rd level guardian to know those he needs to keep tabs on.

However, mixed into the crowd are unfamiliar faces as well—people who are likely from Hoseok or Jimin’s level. It’s rare that anyone from Jin’s or Taehyung’s levels ever comes up for a visit, and typically the high class demons of Namjoon’s domain stay mingled amongst their own rank. And, of course, people from Yoongi’s dusty basement don’t get out much either, or…ever, really.

Sighing, Jungkook turns on his stool and takes another mouthful of his drink. Slyly, his eyes glance to the corner of the room where you and your friends are sitting, chatting away about one thing or another.

A couple days after Namjoon had deposited you back home, you had bumped into Jungkook, slapping your hand against his chest angrily at the way he had treated you before. Jungkook had laughed, taking your hand into his own and bringing it to his lips, apologizing for his actions. “It was too much fun,” he’d said, which had earned him another smack, and then…an invitation for lunch. To talk.

You had wanted to know about Namjoon—what he would do next, if he would come for you again. Jungkook hadn’t been able to supply you with much of an answer. He had no idea how Namjoon would act from here on. To his knowledge, nothing like this had ever happened before. Sure, Namjoon had found plenty of girls over the ages to take into his bed for one night only, but…this was different. That’s what Jungkook sensed from the situation. And his suspicions had only been confirmed when you had—

Oh, and do you know what this is??” you had asked him, looking around with slightly flushed cheeks before you’d lifted up your shirt, revealing the small, shattered black circle on your ribs.

In speed unmatched Jungkook had immediately reached over, tugging your shirt back in place, his face so close to yours that you had seen the shock in his eyes.

“That’s the Devil’s mark,” he had said, sounding baffled, his voice quiet as he had fallen back into his seat. “I mean…it’s the guardians mark—we each have one—

Pushing a bit of energy into his palm, Jungkook made his own circular black mark appear.

“What…is it?” you had asked, and Jungkook had bit his lips, brows furrowing.

“It basically…is claim? Well–,” he quickly made to amend his phrasing. “The guardians use these circles as a way to keep track of the people we especially…want to keep an eye on. The mark allows us to sense any extreme emotions—pain, sadness, happiness…ecstasy…

Your eyes had widened, arms crossing over your chest, and Jungkook had stared back at you, unsure what to say.

“So it’s basically a leash.”

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Two Soldiers, One Girl

Note: that title though. ;) omg. but I’m not sure how this turned out? fair warning: it’s pretty long…. let’s hope for the best. feedback is welcome! .c

Request: Can I request Steve x Bucky x Reader experimenting with different kinks (dom/sub, BDSM, control etc.)? I love your work! - @widow-made-me-do-it

-SMUT WARNING-


The whole team wanted to chill out and have a solid quiet night. You were glad you weren’t due for a mission for at least two days. Everyone was relieved to hear that until Nick could get any further information about the mysterious attacks circling the world, there was nothing you all could do, and there was no reason to get into any trouble while digging up dust and dead bugs, as Nick said.

So, you all sat around the common room, sharing funny stories and happy memories you all had. Even Bucky joined in, his smile bright and kind, the laugh he belted made your heart skip. As did Steve’s as he finished Bucky’s words when Bucky couldn’t form a coherent sentence any longer.

As the sun went down, you were sitting on the sofa with Nat and Wanda, resting your head on Nat’s shoulder while Wanda’s was on your opposite shoulder. Sam was smirking, looking around at everyone. He had the bright idea to play a game he and his friends used to play in college.

“The game is called “Top 3”. It can be about anything.“ Sam explained, his smirk deepening. “Uh, we usually played the dirty version. But, ladies are present.” Sam added as he chuckled, tipping his beer bottle towards your side of the room. All the men laughed and Nat scoffed. “Hell no! We’ll play the dirty version!” She shouted as her words slightly slurred, causing you to laugh beside her.

Wanda groaned and sat up straight. The cool air from the absence of her body heat made you shiver. “You men, always underestimating how far us ladies will go!” She said, crossing her arms. Tony snickered and shook his head. “Let’s play then!” Clint chimed in with a grin.

You and Nat sat up now, looking at Sam. “Alright, alright. We’ll go around the room. Oh! If you come up blank, ask a naughty Q!” Sam said before his eyes landed on Tony. 

“Tony, top 3 positions?” Sam asked, making the room laugh. You snorted and watched Tony’s face turn a bright shade of red. He took a long swallow of his beer and sighed, sucking his teeth afterwards.

“Doggy, missionary, against the wall.” Tony rushed out, his eyes focused on his beer bottle. A few hums and snorts sounded through the room. Tony cleared his throat and looked at Steve. 

Steve’s face held a smirk and he patiently waited as Tony figured out what to ask him. “Steve, top 3 body parts.” Tony said, feeling a little more comfortable since he didn’t have to answer for a little while.

Steve chuckled and rubbed his chin as the room grew quiet. “The obvious: ass, breasts, vagina.” Steve stated simply, causing a blush to creep onto your cheeks. His eyes glanced towards you and you bit down on your lip, shifting your gaze elsewhere. It happened to land on Bucky, who was also staring at you, his tongue circling his plump lips.

The three of you always had a little sexual tension together. You never acted on it, until you were alone in your bedroom at night. Sharing a floor with the two super soldiers had its advantages and disadvantages. 

You would hear them both grunting through the night, sometimes you would run into one of them in the hallway, shirtless and a towel wrapped around their waist. You would immediately become shy and flustered at the sight of either of them almost completely bare.

Your bathroom was in your room, whereas they shared one that was in between their bedrooms, too bad it didn’t connect through. One time when they both came back from a mission, you let Bucky shower in your bathroom. It was late and he had walked in on you being intimate with yourself, and well, you heard his own grunts not too long before he got out.

Neither of you said anything to the other after that and the next day, a similar thing happened with Steve. Now, there’s a lot of built up tension between-

“Y/N?” You heard your name being called, pulling you out of your thoughts. “Hm?” You asked, turning your head towards the voice. Nat was smirking down at you. “I asked you your top 3 kinks.” Nat said, her brows raised.

You hadn’t noticed that it was already your turn, most of what was said had been drowned out. “O-oh. Umm.” You nervously looked around at everyone. You got really shy when everyone’s attention was on you and you sank in your seat, your cheeks turning red. “I-I don’t really know.” You said quietly.

Nat nodded and tapped her chin. “Fine. You have to answer a question then.” She said in a sultry tone, resting her hand on your thigh. You gulped and looked up at her. 

“Would you ever have a threesome?” She asked, her teeth bright as she grinned down at you. Your heart sped up and you tried your best not to look at Steve or Bucky. With a tentative nod, you answered Nat’s intimidating question. 

You knew for a fact you’d let the two super soldiers devour you and make you their own little mission for the night. Nat gasped and giggled, slapping her hand on your thigh. “No way! Shy miss Y/N would have a threesome!” Nat yelled, seeming quite shocked. The room was full of laughter, gasps, and low hums. “Now that’s something you don’t hear every day!” Clint chuckled, taking a sip of his beer.

You finally gained the courage to look at Steve and his eyes were on your chest. Your eyes then moved to Bucky and he was adjusting his pants, his eyes focused on your mid-section, his bottom lip pulled between his teeth. Their stares caused your spine to tingle and a wave of pleasure to surge through your body, shooting straight to your core.

Nat called your name again and you quickly thought of something to tell Wanda. Wanda nudged your arm and you smiled shyly. “Top 3 places to do it?” You asked softly, unsure of how she’d react. She giggled and you heard the room laugh. “Oh, boy. This is gonna be good.” Sam snickered as Wanda thought for a moment.

She smiled and bit her lip. “Anywhere, really. But I like public places, this couch is pretty nice.” She giggled, making you and Nat gasp. “Wandaaa! Not my cooouch!” Tony whined, standing out of his chair and shaking his head. “Okay, that’s enough for me.” Tony grunted, stumbling off to go to his room, you figured. The team laughed and you shook your head at your naughty friend.


As the night went on, other members had filtered out of the room, ready for bed. You were quite ready yourself, though you had other plans than sleeping. You were pretty flustered and turned on after this, and seeing how Bucky and Steve were staring at you like hungry animals caused you to feel a ball of energy building in your core.

You sighed and stood from your seat, causing all eyes to fall on you. “Well, this was fun, but I’m ready to hit the hay.” You said softly, nervously rubbing your arm. Steve and Bucky looked at you and you heard Sam sigh. “Yeah, I’m going, too. I’ll see you all in the morning!” Sam said, leaving the common room.

Mumbling a small goodnight to your friend, you turned to look at Nat and Wanda. They smiled and gave you a kiss to your forehead and a hug before leaving to their bedrooms. You were facing with your back towards your floor mates and you slowly turned around to face Steve and Bucky.

They stood up and you nervously smiled at them; you could already feel the heavy tension in the air. “Well, I’m gonna go to sleep.” You said softly, watching them smirk before you turned around. You walked off towards the elevator and you could hear their faint whispering and footsteps behind you. Your neck heated up and it reached your cheeks.

Bucky followed closely behind Steve as they stepped into the elevator with you. You took a small nervous breath, smelling both of their cologne’s invade your senses. Swallowing thickly, you closed your eyes for a moment. You needed to calm down. Steve pressed the button to your shared floor and you sighed softly.

The elevator was quiet and the two men were standing either side of you, their bodies dangerously close to yours. You gently glanced up at Steve, noticing that same smirk plastered on his lips. He was staring straight ahead and you turned to look up at Bucky.

Bucky smirked, noticing your movement from the corner of his eyes. “It’s impolite to stare, Y/N.” Steve said, his body now facing you. You flinched a little and immediately blushed, his body moving much closer. “I-I-”, you stuttered, your eyes holding Steve’s.

You suddenly felt Bucky step closer to your back, his hands resting on your hips. “Now, now Steve. Don’t scare her. Doll, we came up with an idea.” Bucky said, moving your hair off of your shoulder with his metal hand.

Steve smirked and raised his hand up to brush his index finger along your jaw. The small action and the feel of Bucky’s hands on your body had you trembling in the knees. You weren’t sure what was happening, but you loved it. “Wh-what is it?” You asked, feeling Bucky’s lips ghosting over your neck.

A gasp fell from your lips and your eyes fluttered shut. “We want to help you find out your kinks.” Bucky whispered against your soft skin as Steve’s thumb brushed over your parted lips. “Would you like that, Y/N?” Steve asked lowly. You opened your eyes to meet Steve’s stare.

After what felt like forever, the elevator stopped and the doors slid open. You nodded and let Steve and Bucky pull you towards your bedroom. Bucky locked your door while Steve sat you down on your bed. Bucky joined Steve and they stood in front of you, their muscular arms crossed.

You licked your dry lips, fiddling with your hands in your lap. “You’re shy so I’ll bet you like to be dominated.” Bucky smirked, stepping forward. You creased your eyebrows and watched Bucky’s every move.

He bent down and placed either hand beside you on the bed, his eyes level with yours. “I want you to strip.” Bucky rasped, his breath fanning across your red tinted cheeks. “Now.” Bucky ordered, the serious undertone and all around huskiness of his voice sent a shiver to your core.

You inhaled shakily and nodded your head gently, gripping your shirt in your hands. Bucky stood out of your way and watched with Steve. They licked their lips at the sight of your chest, their eyes soaking in every inch of exposed skin.

Next were your leggings and you kicked them off. Your arms covered yourself and Steve almost cooed at your shyness. “Y/N, you’re beautiful. You don’t have to hide from us.” Steve spoke softly, reassuring you.

You sighed and slipped your hands behind your back, unhooking your bra. The chill in the air caused your nipples to harden and Steve groaned. “Fuck, look at her, Buck. I’ll bet your panties are soaked, aren’t they, Doll?” Steve asked, every word that dripped from his mouth drew you in and made your pussy throb.

You pulled your panties off and you were about to throw them to the floor along with your other clothes, until Steve gripped your wrist. You thought you did something wrong, until he took your panties from your hand and brought it up to his nose.

Steve inhaled your scent and groaned, his eyes falling shut. You guessed a woman’s scent was a kink for him, but as he passed them to Bucky, maybe both liked it just as much. “Fuck, Y/N, you smell amazing.” Bucky moaned before dropping your panties to the floor.

You blushed and bit your lip, anticipating their next move. “So, how do we start?” Steve asked, rubbing his chin as he thought. You honestly didn’t know what you liked, or you just never paid attention the few times were intimate with someone else.

Bucky discarded his shirt and motioned for you to lie down. You did just that, resting your head on your pillow in the middle of your bed. “Spread those legs for me, Doll.” Bucky said, climbing onto your bed after sliding his pants off. You could see a bulge in his black boxers and your mouth started to water.

“Maybe we could try tying your hands together? Would you like that?” Bucky asks you, his finger trailing down your torso. The simple act caused your skin to cover in goosebumps. 

“S-sure.” You all but squeaked out, feeling Bucky’s finger stop right where you needed him. “I like that idea, Buck.” You hear Steve rasp, the clicking of his belt coming undone near your ear.

You looked over, watching Steve slide his pants off. His shirt was on the floor and you couldn’t help but drink in his toned body. Bucky suddenly grasped both of your wrists tightly, eliciting a rather sensual gasp from your parted lips. Your eyes met his and he bit his lip.  "Oh, she’ll love it.“ Bucky said with a chuckle, noticing your reaction. Bucky’s hands slid down your arms as Steve started to tie his belt around your wrists.

Making sure you couldn’t break free easily, Steve dropped your arms above your head. You found that you actually liked this. Not being able to move your hands made your adrenaline rush through your veins; every move Steve and Bucky made wouldn’t be able to be stopped by you. It caused you to be more alert, and it made your pussy throb with anticipation.

Bucky’s lips placed soft kisses along your chest, his tongue lapping at your hardened nipple. You moaned and tried to grind your hips against Bucky’s, but his hands held your waist down harshly, his fingers digging deliciously into your skin.

You bit your lip and you couldn’t help but try to grind against him again, loving the reaction you pulled out of him. Bucky growled and pushed your hips down again, his metal hand flying to your neck. You let out a moan at the pressure, your eyes rolling back into your head. 

“Move again and you’ll be punished.” Bucky ordered you, his breath fanning across your face. You whimpered at his sudden dominance and opened your eyes, seeing Bucky’s eyes staring into yours. You nodded obediently and Bucky pulled his hand away with a smirk. “Steve, we’ve got a sub on our hands.” Bucky chuckled deviously as he moved to your side.

Steve was straining in his boxers as he climbed onto your bed, his lips finding yours as his hips settled between your legs where Bucky previously was. “Fuck, I love a submissive woman.” Steve whispered against your mouth.  “You call me Captain and you call Bucky Sergeant. If we hear our names, you’ll be punished.” Steve said, trailing his lips along your skin. “Yes, Captain.” You submitted to him.

His lips were on yours again and you let out a small whimper, allowing his tongue to start wrestling around with yours. Pulling away too soon, Steve’s hand caressed your cheek. “What do you want?” Steve asked, his nose rubbing gently against yours.

Your wrists twisted in the belt, your breathing becoming heavy. “I’ll be back.” Bucky called out before you could answer, his body leaving your bed. All you could focus on was Steve’s hand moving down your body towards your pussy. 

His middle finger rubbed small circles on your clit, pulling a gasp from your parted lips. “Is this what you want? You want me to play with your pretty pussy?“ Steve asked, his eyebrow raised. You nodded frantically, remembering not to grind your hips. Even though you wanted to so badly.

Steve moaned and captured your bottom lip between his teeth, sucking on it before pulling away. “Captain, I need you.” You whined, feeling his finger sliding down your wet folds, teasing your entrance. “You’re so wet, Y/N.” Steve whispered, kissing down your neck. Your eyes fluttered shut as he kissed his way down to your collarbones. “Are you gonna be a good Doll?” Steve asked, his eyes watching your face.

You nodded and met his intense gaze, seeing him smirk. Steve moved away from you and you watched him reach for your silk scarf on your chair. He walked back over and placed it over your eyes, tying it around your head, making sure it wasn’t too tight or too loose. 

A nervous breath fell from your lips and you tugged on your bottom lip, darkness consuming your vision. Steve resumed his position and your ears perked at every movement you heard. “Do you like the blindfold?” Steve asked, his mouth resting on your hip.

Before you could reply, Bucky appeared back in your room, you had no idea where he went or what he was planning on doing.  "Playing already?“ Bucky chuckled, slipping his pants back off. “Blindfold. Nice one.” Bucky said with a smirk. He plopped down on your bed beside you. “See if she likes this.” Bucky rasped, the sound of something jiggling around in a ceramic mug catching your attention.

Since you couldn’t see, you wondered what he and the other super soldier wanted to do to your body. A whimper fell from your lips when you felt something cold and wet-no doubt an ice cube-running along your inner thigh. “Mmm, she likes it.” Steve chuckled, your muscles twitching in your thighs as his hand carried the ice cube down to your pussy. Bucky gasped when he saw your pussy clench as a cold water droplet fell down your slit.

“You’re such a responsive girl, Y/N. Who knew you’d like such naughty things?” Bucky asked, his voice closer than before. “Please, I-I need your mouth , Captain.” You quietly begged, raising your hips off of the bed. 

Steve repeated Bucky’s action from earlier and pushed your hips back down. “Remember, you said you’d be a good Doll.” Steve said firmly, tossing the nearly melted ice cube in his mouth. You felt a few droplets fall onto your pussy and you moaned. It took everything in you not to jerk your hips again. 

Bucky’s mouth was on your breast in no time as Steve let his mouth close on your wet pussy. You gasped and clenched your fists, the sucking motions coming from both of their mouths sending a wave of pleasure through you. “Oh, Cap!” You cried out, Steve’s cold tongue licking you from your entrance up to your clit.

Both men moaned against you and you squeezed your thighs around Steve’s head. He chuckled and sucked your clit into his mouth, letting one of his fingers slide into your tight hole. “Captain, oh yes!” You squealed. Bucky’s lips came up to yours and he swallowed your moans as Steve made out with your drenched core.

Steve curled his finger inside of your pussy before inserting another one. He pulled his mouth away with an obscene pop and finger fucked you fast and hard. “I want you to cum, Y/N. Cum for Captain.” Steve ordered you before attaching his lips to your clit again. Your head turned to the side and you bit the skin of your arm, broken moans falling your lips.

Your hips were grinding against Steve’s face as you felt your first orgasm of the night quickly approaching. Bucky was sucking and biting your exposed neck, no doubt giving you a few marks. 

“Fuck! Captain, I’m so close!” You yelled, digging the back of your head into your pillow. Steve smirked against your pussy. His fingers curled one last time and your back arched off of the bed, ‘Captain’ rolling off your tongue like a prayer.

After you came down from your high, Steve kissed his way up your body. “I want you on your knees.” Bucky ordered, helping you down onto your floor. You licked your lips and Bucky’s thumb pulled your chin down so your mouth was open. Steve was stroking himself on your bed now, a clear view of what was about to happen.

Bucky slowly slid his thumb into your mouth, rubbing it over your tongue. Without a second thought, your tongue stuck out, ready to submit to Bucky’s needs. "Doll, you’re killing me.“ Bucky groaned, his eyes glued to your mouth. You felt Bucky pull his thumb away and he gripped a handful of your hair so you could sit higher on your knees.

You whimpered at the sting. “And she likes hair pulling.” Steve chuckled, his thick cock resting in his large hand. You could hear his ragged breathing from behind you and it sent tingles to your core. “Are you gonna be a good Doll and suck Sergeants cock?” Bucky asked, keeping his hand gripped onto your hair.

You licked your lips and nodded. “Yes, Sergeant.” You said softly, wishing you could see Bucky’s cock. You felt the tip rub against your bottom lip and you gasped, moving your head forward only to have Bucky jerk it back by your hair. You gasped again and moaned, biting your lip. “Tell me you want it.” Bucky growled. “I want it, Sergeant. Please. Let me suck your cock.” You pleaded, tears springing in your eyes under the blindfold.

Bucky groaned lowly and you figured he liked controlling you. You didn’t mind because you were definitely up for letting him do anything to you. You felt Bucky’s cock rub against your bottom lip again. Making sure Bucky wouldn’t jerk your head away again, you slowly stuck your tongue out, twirling it around his swollen tip. A gasp fell from Bucky’s lips as he watched you.

You moved your head forward and sucked his tip into your mouth, tasting a bit of pre-cum. You hummed against him, taking in more of his thick cock. “Oh fuck, your mouth is amazing.” Bucky grunted, his hips jerking into your mouth. You moaned and urged him to keep going. “You want me to fuck your mouth?” Bucky asked you even though your mouth was occupied and you couldn’t answer.

You nodded and took more of him in your mouth, feeling his hand rest on your cheek. Inch by inch, he slid inside of your warm, wet mouth. “Fuck, Doll, yess.” Bucky choked out, his tip inching towards the back of your throat. You knew how to hold your gag reflex and Bucky gasped as he watched you take him all the way, your nose nuzzling against his pelvic bone.

Bucky’s hips pulled away, only to slide back in with more force. You moaned against him and he continued the movement, his hands resting on the back of your head. “Such a good Doll.” Bucky groaned, letting his head fall back and his eyes squeeze shut. Your head bobbed back and forth, your mouth sucking Bucky back in. You let Bucky fuck your mouth, the wet sounds making your pussy throb again.

You could hear Steve jerking himself off behind you and Bucky pulled your mouth away from him, a string of saliva connecting from your lips to his cock. Bucky inhaled deeply, watching your chest rise and fall as you caught your breath. “Captain, Sergeant, I want your cocks. Please.” You begged, the aching between your thighs becoming unbearable.

Steve chuckled deeply as Bucky helped you onto the bed. Steve pulled the scarf off of you and you blinked a few times. Steve’s cock was standing proudly and it was just begging for some action. You blushed and looked between the two, licking your lips. They were a heavy breathing mess, eyes blown with lust.

You bit your lip and looked down at the belt around your wrists. Bucky took the belt off and threw it to the side. “Who do you want first?” Steve asked you as you sat there on your knees. Bucky came up behind you, placing kisses to your shoulder. “I want both of you.” You whispered, nervously looking into Steve’s eyes.

His eyebrows raised and Bucky hummed behind you. “Double penetration. Such a dirty girl.” Steve whispered as you felt Bucky’s hands coming in front of you to grasp your breasts. You moaned and let your head rest against Bucky’s shoulder. His hand started moving down your torso as Steve was busy grabbing a bottle of lube Bucky had brought along with him just in case.

You felt Bucky’s hand cup your pussy and wiggle his hand against it. “I want your pussy.” Bucky growled, moving away from you before you could respond. You whined at the loss of contact but Bucky pulled your by your wrists to hover above him. “You’re such a pretty Doll.” Bucky said as he bit his lip, making you blush.

You turned to look at Steve and he was coating himself in lube. “Are you sure about this?” Steve asked, coming up behind you. You nodded and bit your lip, gently moving your hips back and forth. “Please, Captain.” You whimpered. Steve smirked and settled closer to you, his tip rubbing against your ass cheeks.

A shiver shot through you and you pushed back a tad, feeling his tip slowly start to push inside. You gasped and looked straight at Bucky, feeling the tip of his cock rub against your pussy. 

Slowly, they both entered you and you held your breath, your mouth hanging open. “Breathe, Y/N.” Bucky whispered, both of their cocks sliding further inside of each hole. You inhaled deeply, your eyebrows creasing and your eyelids drooping a tad. “Fuck, you’re so tight.” Steve growled, his hands gripping onto your hips.

Bucky shifted down lower, bending his knees to get a better angle. You felt them both twitch inside of you and you moaned at the feeling of being so full. “Oh, please move.” You begged the two men, hearing both of their heavy breaths. Steve’s lips were on your back, pressing soothing kisses as he started to slide in and out of your ass.

Bucky reached his hands to your face, pressing his lips against yours as he started to fuck your pussy, his cock stretching you just as much as Steve’s stretched your asshole. A string of grunts fell from Steve and you whimpered against Bucky’s mouth. 

Your heart was racing and your holes were throbbing, but it felt so amazing. You never thought you’d be in this situation, and you didn’t want it to end. But feeling their huge cocks both fucking you, you knew you wouldn’t last long. Neither would they.

Steve started to speed up, his cock sliding in as Bucky’s slid out. They kept a rhythm going and it made your head spin. Steve gripped onto your hair, jerking your head back as Bucky’s mouth attached itself to your breast, his hand grasping the other.

You squealed as they both slammed their cocks into you at the same time. “Fuck, it’s so deep!” You yelled, your body shivering with pleasure. The room was filled with skin slapping against skin, manly grunts, and your high pitched moans.

“Your pussy is so good. You’re such a good Doll for us, Y/N.” Steve growled from behind, his forehead resting against your back. You gasped as you felt one of their hands reach down to rub your clit, causing your pussy to clench. “Fuck!” Bucky yelled, his cock slamming into your pussy harder as Steve slapped your ass.

Bucky’s cock twitched inside of your pussy, his tip bumping against your g-spot full force. “You’re gonna make me cum.” You breathed, watching Bucky’s eyes roll into the back of his head. You leaned down and pressed your lips to his neck, licking a stripe up and back down. Both of your holes clenched around their cocks and they moaned simultaneously. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Bucky groaned, the veins in his neck popping.

Steve was breathing heavily and all it took was one thrust from each of them to send you into ecstasy. “Oh, Sergeant! Captain!” You cried out, your hands tugging on Bucky’s hair. 

They continued to slam into you, chasing their own release. “Oh god. Oh go-” Steve’s words were cut off by a loud, drawn-out moan, Bucky following right after.

You breathed heavily as you felt them fill you up with their hot cum. They were shaking above and beneath you, your holes throbbing around them as they rode out their orgasms. Your head fell onto Bucky’s sweaty chest and he was breathing rapidly. Steve pulled out of you, falling to your side.

You heard Steve chuckling and you lazily turned your head to face him, feeling Bucky slide out of your pussy. “I can’t believe it took us so long to do this.” Steve said, turning his head over to look at you. Bucky chuckled under you and you blushed. “Well, I know some of my kinks now.” You said softly, your cheeks hot.

Bucky rubbed your sides and you noticed his metal hand was now warm instead of cold. “You’re honestly so amazing.” Bucky breathed, his hands moving your hair out of your face. You reached your hand out for Steve and pulled him in for a kiss. Bucky watched with a smile on his face.

Steve hummed into the kiss and Bucky gripped your chin, your lips making a wet sound after you pulled away from Steve. Bucky’s lips met yours and Steve huffed beside you. “Such a selfish man. I get her pussy next.” Steve said with a small chuckle. You pulled away from Bucky and looked between the two.

“Wait, so this is gonna happen again?” You asked with wide eyes. Bucky laughed and you got off of him to sit in between the two. Bucky turned on his side, facing you. Steve did the same, both of their hands resting on your thighs. “If you want.” Steve whispered, placing a kiss to your arm.

You blushed again. “There’s a lot of kinks out there, Y/N.” Bucky said lowly, his tongue licking up your other arm. You bit your lip and smiled. “Well, who’s ready for round 2?” You asked, hearing the two men chuckle.

“I am.”

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THE HOT GUY AT THE CLUB (Bellamy Blake x Reader)

Request: Bellamy x reader where reader is friends with Octavia and one night the reader goes to a club and has sex with a really hot guy. The next day she goes to Octavia’s house and Octavia is thrilled because her older brother, whom you have never met, is finally back from college. You realize bellamy is the guy you hooked up with. Smut pls

PART TWO


The music was loud and his body was close. As you danced to the track blaring through the speakers, you felt the stranger’s fingers pressing into your hips from behind. And you loved it. 

You turned around, coming face to face with the boy who said hi at the bar a few minutes ago. He looked down at you and the smile he gave you nearly made you collapse. He was beautiful and the way he started a conversation so easily felt comfortable and natural. 
The hot sweaty bodies dancing around pushed you into his arms and the two of you danced closer under the flickering of the club lights. After getting to his house, everything was a blur of bare bodies and daring touches. 

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A Different Fight

Request: Can I request a peter parker x reader where the reader has gotten into a fight with peter and peter gets a little rough with the reader (like pins reader into the wall very hard and he punches into the wall) and you can take it from there!

Warnings: HECKIN ANGSTY, it gets a tiny bit physical but it by no means shows or romanticizes abuse !! that’s not coolio !!

Pairing: Reader x Peter Parker

Genre: ANGST

Word Count: 1.5k (sorry this one ended up being a bit shorter haha)

Update: I’m so surprised at how many positive reactions this got! You guys are the best :D

Part II can be found here 


To say you had a bad day was the understatement of the century. To start off with, there was an Algebra 2 test that you were totally unprepared for and you had left about half of the questions on it blank, which definitely wouldn’t end up getting you a good grade. At lunch you went to buy some pizza only to find out that you forgot to turn in your food service money and had none left in your account, leaving you very hungry and irritated. Your locker got stuck making you late to 5th period, the water fountain was broken and sprayed all over you, and you got stuck with a burnout for a lab partner. A lot of little things started to add up and by the end of the day you were dangerously close to absolutely losing it. If anyone did anything more to bother you, it was going to send you over the edge. It just so happened that the poor soul was Peter Parker, your best friend who you had a slight crush on for a while.

Peter had told you he would come by your place to work on some homework and just hang out after school. You were really looking forward to it since he was super busy and you couldn’t see each other as often as you would have liked. You waited patiently for a few hours before settling on the fact that he had stood you up. At that point you were completely pissed off. You grabbed your phone only to see new texts from your friends. Apparently there was a party at some senior girl’s house and a lot of people were there including, to your surprise, Peter. You were more than a little hurt. It wouldn’t have been a big deal if he had just cancelled but the fact that he blew you off completely really stung.

About an hour passed before you heard a knock at your door. You answered it, finding Peter standing there with an apologetic smile on his face. Any other day you would have melted at the mere sight of him grinning like that, but today wasn’t like any normal day.

“What?” you asked brusquely. Your hands moved to your hips and you stared at him expectantly. You didn’t really know what excuse you wanted to hear, but practically all of them would have been the wrong answer.

“I came to hang out with you!” he said and pushed past you, making himself at home. “Sorry I couldn’t come sooner, I had to take care of some stuff relating to you-know-what.” You rolled your eyes. Peter told you about being Spider-Man a few months back, which explained how busy he was, but this time that wasn’t going to cut it. You had seen the pictures from the party and there was absolutely no way it involved him like that.

“Right,” you said sarcastically. “I’m sure every party needs Spider-Man there to make sure things don’t get out of control. Tell me, does Liz Allan have a thing for spandex? Is that why you ditched me?” Peter’s eyebrows shot up, surprised by your dark tone. He had never seen you mad before and it both concerned and confused him. At the same time, bringing up Liz was a hit below the belt.

“E-excuse me?” he stammered, his smile fading. “What does she have to do with this? Look, I’m really sorry I’m late but at least I’m here now so can you just let it go?”

“No, I can’t,” you said defiantly. “Don’t try to change the subject. I saw the pictures of you at that party, you can’t deny it.”

“So I’m not allowed to go to parties now?” he asked, his anger rising as well. “What gives, Y/N. Are you jealous of Liz or something? Is that what this is about?”

“I would never be jealous of her,” you snorted. “You’re trying to turn this on me, but it’s not my fault. You think you’re so high and mighty just because you swing around all over Queens in tights every night. ‘Look at me, I’m Peter and I shoot nasty ass spider juice all over the place. Tony Stark loves me and so does Liz Allan”. Seriously, it’s ridiculous.“ Your voice got louder and louder as you went, your emotions getting the best of you. Peter’s eyes dropped to the floor and he balled his hands into fists. You regretted yelling at him like that, but you refused to back down. All of the anger that had built up inside you was finally coming out, and you couldn’t stop it now.

“First of all,” he said fiercely, “I don’t wear spandex and I definitely don’t wear tights. Second, I don’t think I’m better than anyone else. I’ve never said anything like that in my life. I don’t know what your beef is tonight but if you don’t want me here then I’ll just leave.”

“Leave and go where?” you spat. “Back to Liz’s house? Fine, see if I care. I didn’t know Spider-Man was a party trick now, but it’s cool. I’m sure everyone is dying to see you crawl around on the ceiling. Maybe shoot some webs, lay some eggs? Personally, spiders have always grossed me out, but if that’s what the senior chicks are into-” Suddenly Peter slammed one of his hands onto the wall next to you, using the other to pin you back, and you were so startled that your voice caught in your throat. His chest was rising and falling, the veins in his arms and neck noticeably present.

“Stop. Talking. About. Liz.” Peter enunciated every word carefully, his eyes locked on yours. A shiver ran down your spine. This was a different Peter than your dorky and awkward best friend. He was intimidating and tough, and all of his anger was aimed right at you. Never in your life did you ever think you’d see him like this, and it scared you. You knew what he was capable of, and you wouldn’t have been surprised if he had punched a hole in the wall. His arm was pressing into your chest and it hurt. It wasn’t like you couldn’t breathe, but it was still painful and uncomfortable. You were so shocked by it, especially since Peter never touched you without asking first, even just to link arms or something. His gentle demeanor had vanished completely, and that’s when you figured out that you had really messed up.

“Get off of me,” you said hoarsely. “Get off of me right now.” Peter blinked, only just realizing what he had done. His grip loosened and he took a step back, his eyes wide and full of panic. Neither of you really knew what to do next.

“O-Oh god, I’m so sorry,” he said quietly. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to… I never meant to do that. I’d never hurt you, I didn’t want to hurt you-”

“Peter, I think you should go,” you said, tears pricking the corners of your eyes. Your breathing was uneven and shaky, and he noticed it right away.

“Y/N, I didn’t… I didn’t hurt you, did I?” he asked, almost pleading with you. He took a step toward you and you instinctively backed away. The look of pain on his face made you feel like you had kicked him in the stomach. By then you didn’t even care that there were tears were streaming down your face. You couldn’t think straight, your mind was whirling and you could hear your heart pounding.

“Peter, you need to leave,” you choked out again. He nodded slowly, processing things but still not moving.

“Are you okay?” he asked in a voice just above a whisper. “Please, just… Just tell me I didn’t hurt you at all. I swear I’ll leave right after…” You wiped your eyes and shook your head. You heard his breathing stop for a moment before he took another step backwards. He was crying too and looked absolutely broken. It was all your fault. All of this. If you hadn’t been so grumpy and jealous in the first place none of it would have happened. You told yourself over and over that you needed to apologize, you needed to tell Peter that you were alright and that it wasn’t his fault. For some reason you just couldn’t bring yourself to do it, so you stood there in silence crying as he slowly made his way out the door and out of your house.

The second the door closed behind him you collapsed onto the ground. Your sobs echoed off the walls of the empty room. There was no anger left inside of you, only regret and sadness. You didn’t mean any of the things you had said, you weren’t in your right state of mind, but that didn’t change the fact that you still said them.

Your chest ached, not because Peter had hurt you, but instead because your heart was broken.


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It Hurts

Warnings: angst?

A/N: I was thinking of making this a two part. Should I make a part two and have it a fight/make up/ smut? Let me know! If so, I’ll post part two ASAP! :D

“Don’t go near ________ with that, she hates spiders.”

   A slow, sneaky grin spreads across Justin’s face. Your brother Alex warns him again, but it does no good. Justin takes a step forward and you take one back, arms up in mock surrender. Being deathly afraid of spiders your whole life, you didn’t want anything to do with them. Justin is holding a huge, hairy spider in his hand and the look he’s giving you is unsettling.

“Justin,” you squeak. “You better not!”

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Ride Me Baby *Part 3* (Harry Styles Mature Mini Series)

Originally posted by hipsterharrey

Hiya guys, so finally I’m getting this chapter up. I am beyond over whelmed with the feedback ive been getting from this series and I cant be more thankful for you guys reading it and enjoying it! I hope you enjoy this chapter! –K

**WARNING, EXPLICIT AND DETAILED CONTENT, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK** +18

Word Count: 5,869

Y/N’s POV
As I stood there speechless staring at Kendall as she was staring at Harry then glaring back at me like I had done something wrong. Has Harry been cheating on me with her this whole time? My heart started to sink at the thought. Harry and Kendall did date for a while but broke up because of the public always stalking them or taking pictures 24/7, so for all I know Harry might still have feelings for her and sleeping with her behind everyone’s backs. And by his reaction it seemed like he was happy to see her, even though I was standing right there. “Your faces are priceless, cant believe you fell for that one” Kendall started to laugh uncontrollably as she stood clapping her hands applauding her performance. “What the fuck Ken?” Harry’s face slightly changed into a crooked smile as he joined in with her laughter. “What are you doing here? Please come in” He steps backwards as she walked into our room, with her long legs and flat stomach that was on show under her crop top. She is so beautiful, why did he leave her for me? “Y/N?” My head shot up as I was startled out of my train of thought. “Sorry?” “How are you doing sweetie?” Kendall came over to great me with a hug, which I accepted. I had to. Ive never really sat down and got to know Kendall to know what she is like. She is so sweet and polite, I have no hate against her. But for some reason I don’t like her either. “Im good thanks how are you?” “Good, how are you guys enjoying your trip?” “Yeah its great, Y/N has always wanted to come here so I surprised her for our anniversary” Harry butted in as we walked into our kitchen. “Oh my god I’m so sorry I interrupted, I seen that you guys were here so I thought it would be rude not to come down and say hi” She giggled as her stare as with Harry through out the whole conversation. Now I know why I don’t like her. “Aw thank you for popping in Ken” His stare was with her, again. I don’t know whether I’m reading too much into this situation but with the atmosphere it seemed like he was glad to see her or something, I don’t know.

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Broken (Nolan Holloway)

Originally posted by wolfiehunters

for dramatic effect I was listening to this song when I wrote this so it adds to the story….. and it's a good song. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ghPcYqn0p4Y

“really Nolan? You’re still going on about this?” I said rolling my eyes at him.

“I’m telling you y/n it wasn’t an animal okay I know what I saw.” Nolan said putting his head in his hands.

“look Nolan whatever it was it’s gone now and it isn’t going to come back, so let’s just relax and ace this biology test tomorrow!” I said throwing his book to him.

Ever since the charity lacrosse game Nolan hasn’t been the same. He saw the beast in the library, everyone did, but we told everyone it was some kind of animal. Everyone else was convinced but we had a tough time convincing Nolan. I wasn’t exactly the poster child for humanity either. I was called a kitsune or a fox. Unfortunately my sister Kira couldn’t control her inner fox so she was sent to live with the skin walkers until she could. I think that was when I started to seek comfort in something besides the pack. That’s when I found Nolan.

“I can’t just get over this, how can you?” He asked studying me.

Nolan struggled with his mental health, he was as broken as I was and I guess I took comfort in that. We became fast friends and used each other for a shoulder to cry on.

“I just have trust in the police department that the problem has been solved.” I said shrugging my shoulders.  

He sighed before opening his textbook and highlighting important sections. I glanced up at him before doing the same. My phone started ringing scaring me and Nolan. I quickly picked up seeing Scott’s name flash on the caller ID.

“hello?” I answered.

we have a problem, meet me at my house in 20 minutes.” Scott said before hanging up.

I sighed. Just when things were finally looking up.

“who was that?” Nolan asked looking up.

“uh my mom she needs me home.” I lied effortlessly.

That was one thing I hated. Lying to Nolan was easy too easy and it killed me. I wanted to tell him everything but I couldn’t. There was no guarantee he would take lightly to the information and besides we were under fire after everything that happened with the wild hunt so remaining under the radar was the best option.

“but you just got here.” Nolan said looking down visibly upset.

“I know I’m sorry but my mom she really needs me.” I said shrugging my shoulders.

The truth was I would rather stay here with Nolan all night. I guess you could say in the time that we spent together my feelings for the broken boy blossomed.

“If you don’t want to hang out with me all you have to do is just say so.” Nolan said looking down at his feet.

I got off of his floor going to sit in front of him.

“Nolan look at me.” I said putting my hand on his cheek.

Nolan slowly lifted his eyes off the ground looking at me.

“Nolan that is just your anxiety talking okay? Nolan you’re my best friend, there is no one I’d rather spend time with than you.” I said smiling at him.

Nolan gave me a smile before nodding his head. I kissed his cheek before hurrying out the door. I got to Scott’s house 10 minutes late earning annoyed glances from the rest of the pack.

“we need to talk.” Scott said giving me a serious look.

It was never good when Scott said we needed to talk.

“Nolan?” I said in disbelief.

“I’m sorry but he’s working with them.” Scott said sullen.

“No, he wouldn’t do that!” I said a tear rolling down my cheek.

“He stabbed Corey right in the hand and showed everyone in the library!” Mason grumbled.

“Also Brett and Lori Talbot are dead.” Scott said looking over at Liam with a sad glance.

I couldn’t believe it. I had saved Lori and Brett when the deadpool was going on. I couldn’t save them now. It wasn’t fair. I didn’t want to believe the boy I loved could be doing this. I could feel the fox fighting to get out as my anger rose.

“I know it isn’t what you wanted to hear, but I wouldn’t lie to you.” Scott said grabbing my hand.

I shook my head knowing he was right. What was I supposed to do now?

“now we need to watch our backs, watch each others backs, don’t trust anyone except for each other.” Scott said looking at all of us.

We all went home to think about what Scott told us. Nolan tried to text me but I couldn’t bring myself to read any of his messages. I couldn’t believe he was actually working with them. The next morning I didn’t feel like going to school but I knew I needed to be there for Liam and Corey considering we were the only three in the pack still in school. I walked in to school earning glances from all the students. The looked at me and whispered. I focused my kitsune hearing to hear what they were saying.

“She’s one of them.”

“don’t get too close, she’s dangerous.”

“she hangs out with that Liam kid she has to be one of them.”

“yeah didn’t you see her in the library? She was glowing orange.”

I felt a tear fall from my eye as I walked the halls to find Liam and Corey.

“people are talking about us” I said walking over to the boys.

Ignoring the stares of the students was hard.

“yeah I hear them too. They know something is up. We shouldn’t have come today.” Liam said tugging at his hair.

“listen you guys will be fine, all you have to do is act normal.” Mason said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

“I don’t know if that’s going to work. There were two sophomore lacrosse players in the street the other night, they had a clear view of you Liam.” Corey said.

“yeah that’s it we need to leave.” Liam said grabbing my hand.

“if you leave now, they win. You need to stay and show them your just like all of us.” Mason said blocking our way.

“we can’t pretend to be normal okay we aren’t normal.” Liam says frustrated.

“look all you need to do is be like Clark Kent, nobody knows he’s actually superman.” Mason said making Corey nod.

“Clark Kent doesn’t have fangs and glowing eyes and he certainly doesn’t have a bright glowing aura around him.” I said rolling my eyes.

“She’s got a good point.” Liam said agreeing with me.

“look you guys can do this I know you can.” Mason said sighing.

I sighed knowing he was right. Liam sighed too. I mean we’ve been pretending to be normal all this time what could one more day hurt. I walked to English class which I had with Nolan and Gabe, who I found out was also working with the hunters. I felt all the eyes of the students on me as I sat down. Nolan stood up and took the seat beside me. I couldn’t bring myself to look at him.

“where were you last night?” Nolan asked looking at me. 

“I told you my mom…” I started but was cut off.

“I went to your house and your mom wasn’t even home, funny you weren’t there either.” Nolan said glaring at me.

“Nolan..”

“You know people are talking right, they’re saying stuff about you. Stuff that would explain a lot like where you go when you disappear.” Nolan continued getting in my face.

This wasn’t like him at all. He was never confrontational especially not with me.

“what gonna stab me with a pen too?” I snapped at him.

Nolan was taken back at my outburst and honestly I was too.

“I..” He started but I cut him off this time.

“I don’t know what kind of nonsense they’re filling your head with but I’m not the enemy neither is Liam or Scott or anyone. Nolan you know me, you know me better than anyone, you don’t actually believe all that stuff do you?” I said hurt evident in my voice.

Nolan didn’t say anything. He got up and walked back to where Gabe was sitting. Our teacher came in starting the class but I was finding it hard to focus. My emotions got the best of me and soon I had tears falling down my cheeks.

“miss Yukimura do you need a minute?” Our teacher asked looking at me.

I shook my head before running out of the classroom. I went to the bathroom breaking down. This was wrong. This was all wrong. Everyone in Beacon Hills would be dead if it weren’t for us, Nolan would be dead. I remember when the ghost riders took him, I tried to save him but I was too late. If it weren’t for, dare I say it, Theo I would have been taken too. I got up splashing some cold water on my face. I could do this.

“Do you know it helps to talk about what you’re feeling.”

I turned around to see Miss Monroe, who had hunted down Brett Talbot, standing there with a smirk on her face.

“No thanks, I don’t want to talk to someone like you.” I growled turning around.

“I’m not the one you need to be thinking of it’s the ones we never expect to cause the most damage.” She said before walking out the door.

I knew she was talking about Nolan. I exit the bathroom being greeted by Liam, Corey and Mason.

“We have a problem.” Corey says.

“we have a lot of problems what now?” I asked rolling my eyes.

“Gabe and Nolan, they want to get you guys to shift in front of everyone so they can expose what you are.” Mason said looking at me and then Liam.

“I don’t exactly work like that.” I said.

“you don’t think they’ve been doing their homework too? I could find a lot about kitsunes and they can too.” Mason said.

“so what are we going to do?” Liam said coming to stand by me.

“well the entire lacrosse team is blocking all the exits.” Corey said.

“it’s not like you guys can just turn invisible and get out of here.” Mason says scratching his head.

“or can we?” I said looking at Corey.

Liam and I grab on to Corey and he turns us invisible along with himself. Mason attempts to lead us out of school but every exit is blocked by lacrosse players. Mason makes another turn running straight in to Gabe and Nolan.

“where are they?” Gabe asks Mason.

“Who?” Mason said playing dumb.

Gabe was clearly not impressed.

“you know who.” He said clenching his jaw.

“oh Liam and Y/n yeah I haven’t seen them since the last time I saw them.” He rambled scratching his head.

Gabe and Nolan looked at each other confused.

“okay when was that?” Gabe asked clearly annoyed now.

“the last time I saw them was definitely the time I saw them last.” Mason said unsure of what he was even saying now.

Nolan looked at Gabe again before taking dust out of his pocket and blowing it our way. Liam, Corey, and I were now visible to everyone. Gabe grabbed Liam while another lacrosse player grabbed me. We were taken in to the empty science classroom and thrown to the floor. Liam got up but Gabe punched him in the face.

“stop what are you doing.” I growled walking over to Gabe.

He smirked at me before punching me in the face as well. I grab my nose trying to keep the blood from staining my shirt. I look at Nolan betrayal in my eyes.

“come on Liam all you have to do is shift.” Gabe says kicking Liam in the stomach.

A crowd of students has gathered just watching the action going on. I stood back up but Gabe turned to me punching me again.

“you know you can take us, all you have to do is shift.” Gabe said beating Liam up more.

At this point Liam was bloodied and barely standing. Gabe turned to me with a sadistic smirk.

“And you.” He said grabbing me by the hair and dragging me to the electric outlet.

I tried to fight back knowing what would happen if I touched that.

“I wonder what would happen If you got a little too close to this outlet.” Gabe whispered in my ear.

“why don’t you find out.” I snapped glaring at him.

Gabe slammed my face off the table making my vision go blurry. I could barely stand from the pain of each blow he delivered. I couldn’t heal like a werewolf, it took time and energy, two things I didn’t have right now.

“Gabe that’s enough.” Nolan said his voice cracking.

“Did you forget the whole purpose of this Nolan?” Gabe growled turning towards him.

He walked back over to Liam who had his eyes shut tight. I was relieved when I saw Mrs. Finch walk in to the room. However she just stands there watching the scene.

“do something!” Mason says struggling.

“Sometimes its best if we let them work out their problems on their own.” She says before leaving.

Gabe punched Liam again. Liam still had his eyes closed trying to control his inner wolf from escaping.

“open your eyes Liam.” Gabe growled wrapping his hands around his throat.

“the sun. the moon. the truth.” Liam said taking deep breaths.

“what are you talking about?” Gabe growled.

“the sun. the moon. the truth.” I repeated from my spot on the floor.

“Liam open your eyes.” Gabe growled.

Liam opened his eyes and they were his blue color thankfully. I mustered up all the strength I could manage and took off my belt which was actually my katana. I clicked it in to place and before Gabe could make another move I was holding it at his throat.  

“See I told you all, look at her.” Gabe said not moving.

I managed to connect my eyes with Nolan who looked horrified. I wore my belt around him all the time and now he found out what it actually was.

“It’s a Japanese sword you’ve proved nothing.” I growled.

Gabe went to take another step forward but was cut off by a voice.

“WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?” Bobby Finstock asked coming in the classroom.

He grabbed Nolan and Gabe by the back of their necks and pushed them towards the door.

“YOU TWO TO THE PRINCIPLES OFFICE NOW!” He yelled.

The other students just stood there staring at us.

“GET OUT ALL OF YOU! I CAN’T STAND TO LOOK AT ANY OF YOUR FACES.” He yells shooing all the students out.

I fold my sword back in to my belt before dropping down beside Liam.

“you did it.” I said stroking a hand through his hair.

“Clark Kent right?” Liam said spitting out some blood.

“Yeah Clark Kent.” I said smiling.

Mason drove us home making sure we got in alright. I went to the bathroom examining the bruises and cuts on my face. I touched the bruise flinching as soon as my hand made contact with it. I could feel the tears rush down my cheeks. I felt defeated, I felt like a monster. I grabbed a washcloth and started cleaning the blood off my face. I didn’t even recognize the girl in the mirror anymore.

“this is all wrong." I whispered my voice shaking due to the tears. 

I walked to my room slowly letting the tears fall freely. It was hard to be strong when everyone was against you. I picked up the picture of me and Kira from my nightstand. God I missed her. Nolan filled the void that Kira left and now he was gone too. I should have went with her to live with the skin walkers. I passed the test, Kira didn’t but I still should have stayed. Maybe that’s where I belonged. I took out a piece of paper addressing it to Nolan

Nolan,

This isn’t easy to say, so I’m just going to come out and say it. You were right. I’m not normal. I lied to you. I’ve been lying to you. I wanted to protect you. I never wanted you to get involved with my crazy world so I thought not telling you was the best option. The truth is I didn’t have a choice in what I am. I’m called a Kitsune. It’s the Japanese word for fox spirit which is exactly what I am. Sometimes the fox spirit inside takes over the human it possesses and turns malevolent which is what happened to my sister Kira. She had to go live with these creatures called the skin walkers. Nolan I wish I would have told you all this sooner but I didn't know what your reaction would be. I thought I was protecting you but I was only hurting you by lying. You filled the void that my sister left. You were there to dry my tears and offer me guidance and you’ll never know how much that truly meant to me. There is one other thing I want to tell you, it’s something I’ve known ever since you were taken by the ghost riders (which you wouldn’t remember happened either.) Nolan I love you. I’m in love with you. All of you, all of your fears, your anxiety, everything. I ruined everything by not telling you, and I hurt someone I would never want too. So this is why I am writing you this letter Nolan. I’m going to go to a place where I can’t hurt you anymore. I should’ve stayed with Kira when she was taken by the skin walkers then I would’ve never hurt you in the first place. Goodbye Nolan, I’m sorry I let you down but you won’t have to worry about me anymore by the time you read this letter I’ll be gone from your life so I can’t hurt you anymore.

Sincerely,

The Fox

Tears stained the page as I finished writing the last words. I paced around my room not really sure if I was making the right choice. The pack needed me here, but I didn’t know if I could stay. I grab the note and walk out of my room running down the steps. I take a look at my house thinking about all the memories made here, all of the memories with Nolan, with Kira, with the pack. I was going to miss them all but I knew I was making the safest decision for me right now. I opened the door, Nolan standing on the other side, just about to knock.

"Nolan.” I gasped.

SEQUEL OUT NOW : Bruised, Burned Battered Bloodied

Magic Mike

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Featuring: Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanoff, María Hill and Wanda Maximoff.

Words: 2456

Warnings: swearing, fighting, fluff? and make out session.

Tags: @vashanatasha

Request: requested by Anonymous:

“Can i request? Bucky and reader doesn’t get along and in a movie night the girls decide to watch magic mike II with the rest of the team and Bucky and Steve judging the whole movie because “they’re dancing like they’re having sex” and Bucky and reader starts to throw some sassy comments on each other something like that please”

Notes: -

Originally posted by lovelynemesis

MASTERLIST


“Good thing you have a super metal arm huh?”

Bucky took a deep breath through his nose and looked at you, trying to ignore the urge to throw something at that stupid smirk of you. He was trying to open a jar of jelly and for some stupid reason, the lid wouldn’t even move. Of course he could try with his metal arm, which would be much easier but it would also end up in him breaking the jar.

But you didn’t get that, right? All you did was teasing him and throw sarcastic comments at him every single time you had a chance. Of course, it wasn’t all you. He wouldn’t shut up either. It hadn’t always been like this. When you two met, you had really got along perfectly. Up until Steve’s birthday party. No one really knew what happened then between you two but thing had never been the same and you never explained anything. So it was a completely mystery for everyone.

“Can’t you just keep your mouth shut for two minutes straight?” He snapped at you.

“Sure I can” you shrugged walking in the kitchen and heading to the fridge. “But where would be the fun?” You asked.

He took another deep breath and focused back on the jar. You smirked as you saw him fighting the object as you drank some water. When you put the bottle back into the fridge, you walked over him and stretched out the hand. Bucky looked at you frowning and, with a sigh, he gave to you.

Smirking, you took the jar, smashed the border of it against the counter as you turned it and flipped the lid open. With a huge smile you gave it to him.

“Welcome to the XXI century, Sargent Barnes” you said as he took the jar back from you. “Let me know if you have any problem opening a door. They can get tricky”

With that, you exited the kitchen knowing you had won this time.

 


“She’s so annoying!” Bucky exclaimed. He was at the conferences room with Steve while the Captain finished some mission report. “I don’t know how you put up with her and her attitude” he added crossing his arms.

“She’s not bad” Steve said for the hundredth time. “What happened between you two? When you met her it even looked like you liked her” he shrugged.

“I didn’t know her. That was the problem” Bucky replied. “Luckily I did it on time” he sighed.

Steve looked at Bucky for a moment before shaking his head. He had been giving the same answers for months now and he just didn’t believe them. He knew something had happened, something they didn’t want to talk about. But asking was useless so he just tried to be patience and hope that thing went back to how they used to be at the beginning.

When Steve finished his report, he put everything in order before heading towards the living room with Bucky, planning on watching a movie or a game. Just looking forward some distraction. To their surprise, the living room and the TV were already taken: Natasha, María, Wanda and you were sitting on the couches with popcorns all around and a movie playing on the TV.

“Hey there” Steve said placing his hands on the back of one of the sofas, where María and Natasha were sitting. “What are you watching?” He asked looking at the screen.

“Magic Mike” Wanda answered, not taking her eyes off the TV.

“Never heard of it” Bucky commented.

“I would be surprised if you had” Natasha chuckled.

“Why?” He frowned.

“Too new for you, grandpa” you said looking at him.

He gave you a death glare but you had turned your attention back to the TV with a small smile.

“Don’t start” María sighed.

“It wasn’t me” Bucky mumbled.

This time you decided to be silent since you didn’t want to ruin girls night because of him. Instead, you grabbed some popcorns and ate them from your hand. Steve and Bucky looked at each other before shrugging and sitting with you. Steve sat with Wanda and you and Bucky with Natasha and María, taking some popcorns from the bowl.

None of them really understood what the movie was about but when the first dancing scene came up, their jaws fell down and their eyes stuck out from their orbits. What was that? That wasn’t dancing! That was naughty!

“What kind of movie is this? Porn?” Steve frowned looking at all of you, making you laugh.

“I would really watch a porn movie if Matt Bomer was in it” you smirked.

“Amen to that” Wanda laughed by your side.

“But what the fuck?” Bucky exclaimed. “They’re dancing like they were having sex!” He added.

“You’re a virgin, right?” You said laughing. He narrowed his eyes looking at you.

“I’m not” he said.

“Then if you think that’s sex I’m sorry for the girls you had in your bed” you told him with a smirk.

“You wish you were one of them” he snapped. You raised an eyebrow at the statement.

“Sorry, I’m not into old people, darling” you said. “Cardiac arrest is not exactly a turn on for me” you added.

“How can you be such a bitch?” He said, louder now. Natasha sighed and paused the movie, knowing this wasn’t going to be over soon.

“How can you be such an egocentric asshole?” You snapped back.

“Guys…” Steve said trying to stop you before a real fight started.

“C’mon! You’re crazy for me just admit it!” He exclaimed.

“How you dare!?” You almost screamed, getting up from the couch. He mirrored your action and walked over you.

“I do dare! Just fucking admit it” he said in your face now.

“What for? So you can go and mess with my best friend all over again?” You yelled.

“What the fuck are you talking about?” He asked. “You’re the one who messed with another one! I saw you!”

“You’re blind if you think you saw anything!” You said pushing him with both of your hands.

“What the hell are you guys talking about?” Natasha asked.

You looked at him, breathing fast but trying to calm down. It was the first time that night came up and you definitely weren’t ready to have a conversation about it. Let alone, a fight.

“During Steve’s birthday she left with Parker” he stated.

“I what? Are you out of your mind?” You exclaimed opening your eyes widely.

“I saw you going upstairs with him and you can deny that!” He exclaimed back.

“You’re sick. You’re completely sick” you said in a normal tone now. “He was about to pass out drunk. I took him to his room, came downstairs and saw you with Maggie” you explained. “Peter is 15, Bucky, what the fuck?”

Bucky frowned as he looked down at you and gulped. Actually, that made much more sense than what he had imagined. And he had been an asshole and had started flirting with your best friend as soon as you disappeared upstairs with the Parker kid. He gulped and looked around, not knowing what to say or do. All the eyes were on him, including yours, looking at him hurt and confused, waiting for an answer.

“I gotta go” he mumbled, turned around and walked towards the elevator.

You stood there, looking at him walk away and disappearing into the elevator. You weren’t even sure about what had just happened. All you knew was that you were so confused and didn’t know what to think.



You didn’t even finish the movie. When Bucky left, you excused yourself and went to your room, trying to digest what just happened. So everything had been a misunderstanding. A huge one, leading to Bucky and you hating each other, or trying to, when you would have ended up together. Everything would have been so easy if you had talked to him. But no, you had to assume the worst.

Dinner wasn’t in your plans that night so you just laid in your bed for hours, trying to fall asleep and failing miserably. You just couldn’t take it out of your head. What would have happened if you had talked to him that night?

“Miss (Y/L/N), Mr Barnes is at your door. Should I let him in?” You frowned when you heard F.R.I.D.A.Y.

Sitting up, you quickly considered your options. Of course, you could just say no and spend the whole night awake, overthinking everything. But what would be the point? You knew you had to have this conversation and the sooner you had it, the sooner you could move on. You told the AI to let him in.

“Hey” he said as soon as he was in and he had closed the door.

“Hi” you said, feeling a bit uncomfortable and nervous.

“I guess we have to talk” he said, with his hands in his pockets. You gulped and nodded, palming the bed beside you so he took a seat.

A bit insecure about it, he looked at you for a moment and then sat down next to you but keeping his distance, not knowing what this was going to work out.

“I think this is the first time we’re alone in a room since…you know” you commented.

“Have you already forgotten the elevator incident?” He asked looking down at his boots.

“Oh…of course” you chuckled a little. “That was interesting” you sighed. He nodded and looked at you at the same time you looked at him. “What happened that night?” You finally asked. He bit his lip and looked down again.

“I…” he frowned and sighed, as he remembered the night. “I had been watching you the whole night, you know? I remember you looking at me every now and then, smiling at me, even dancing with him. And suddenly I saw you with Peter. He had his arm around your shoulder and you had yours around his waist. You were coming upstairs” he gulped. “It looked… I got jealous. More than ever before. I thought you and I had something and I saw that and I snapped, I was hurt so I…looked for your friend” he admitted. “You saw the rest”

“It was first Peter’s party with us. His first time drinking alcohol” you explained. “He got too drunk too fast, what was I supposed to do? Leave him there?” You asked looking at him. He shook his head but still didn’t look at you. “Why didn’t you just talk to me?”

“I don’t know” he admitted. “It was stupid, I know and you have no idea how sorry I am” he added finally looking at you.

Immediately you looked away, not being ready to face those piercing blue eyes. You bite your lip as you considered what to do next. Everything had been a confusion but still, he had made out with your friend in your face and, according to his own words, he had done it just to hurt you. But he was hurt. For something that hadn’t happened but still, he was hurt. What would have you done if you were in his shoes? Probably the same. With a sigh, you looked at him to find him still looking at you.

“Why did you leave earlier?” You asked. He chuckled and sat up properly since he was leaned forward.

“Same reason I didn’t talk to you that night” he shrugged. “I was afraid of facing the truth. I didn’t want to face the fact that I had lost you for no reason at all” you nodded at his confession and looked at your hands. “I really am sorry. For…what I did with your friend and how I’ve been treating you ever since”, you laughed and looked at him.

“It’s not like I have make it easy for you” you shrugged.

“You had your reasons” he smiled a little and took some hair out of your face.

“Maybe but I should have talked to you sooner as well” you admitted. “I’m an idiot” you sighed.

“We’re both idiots” he smiled at you.

“But you were right about something” you said turning your body so you were facing him completely. He frowned a bit. “First, you and I had something” you said taking his hand in yours. He gulped looking down at it and then up to your eyes. “And second, I am crazy about you” you admitted.

He smiled widely at your words and moved a bit closer to you, still not really sure about this. He guessed you wanted it too but still, he didn’t want to screw up again. Not now, not ever. You bite your lip and straddled him, showing it was completely alright. You wanted him too. His hands moved to your hips to steady you as your arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer.

You had never been this close to him, you had never even kissed him. The chance had never been there. But there you were, inches away and somehow still hesitating. You looked into his eyes and then down at his lips. They were parted, letting his warm breath crash against your own mouth. You licked your lips leaning in a bit more but when he bite his bottom lip, you were done for. Immediately, you closed the tiny gap between you two and kissed him deeply. Putting into this kiss all the frustration you had gathered through the last few months, your hands pulled his hair lightly, earning a moan from him that made you smirk but didn’t pull away.

Bucky’s hands moved up and down your back, slipping under your t-shirt and caressing your skin, giving you goosebumps when his metal hand touched your skin. He moved it away for a moment but you took it and put it back against your skin. It was a part of him and you loved it. Eventually, you two pulled away, breathing fast as you pressed your forehead against his.

“We never got to kiss” you whispered. He chuckled a little and pecked your lips.

“We have time enough to make up for it” he replied opening his eyes to find you smiling.

“Then we should start with it” you smirked.

“What about that old people thing?” He teased. You laughed and pushed him so he was laying on the bed, with you on his top.

“Shut up and kiss me, Barnes” you commanded.

“As you wish” he whispered. With a hand on your neck, he pulled you down to his lips and kissed you again, not pulling away this time and rolling over so he was on your top as you took away his t-shirt.

Forbidden Love | Pt. 11

▷ Jimin Angst

❥ “I think about you a little more than I should..”

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12 | Epilogue

Huffing loudly, you threw your phone to the other side of your bed and wrapped your arms around your legs, head leaning on your knees.

When will this harassment end? When will your pain come to an end? Will you suffer your life long? Will you ever going to be happy in your life?

You were sick of thinking about these questions whenever you were alone. It felt like they were hunting you no matter what you were doing.

Why are there people who enjoy to ruin the lives of other people? What do they get from it?

You lifted your head up the moment you felt two strong arms around your body.
“Everything okay, Jagiya?”

Smiling softly at him, you nodded as you leaned your head on his chest. “Mhm.. everything’s alright..”

“You sure?”

Wrapping your arms around his body, you nuzzled your head in the crook of his neck. “Yeah..”

You felt how he took a deep breath and placed a little kiss on your head. “Y/N, I know that you’re still getting those messages.”

You closed your eyes and tried to control your breathing. The hot tears were already forming in your eyes.

“Y/N, look at me.”

Shaking your head, you nuzzled further into the crook oh his neck. “Hoseok-ah, I can’t do this anymore..”

Your best friend leaned back a little bit and held your head in his soft and warm hands. “Then tell him, Y/N. Stop hiding it from him. I saw the way he looked at you when you told him that I’m your boyfriend. He looked really hurt, Y/N-ah..”

“How, Hoseok, how? How can I tell him that we were pretending last night, that you’re my best friend? How can I tell him I’m still in love with him? How can I tell him that I am getting threatened with the life of my son just so I can’t see his father, the love of my life?”

Looking down, you started fiddling with your fingers, the tears already rolling down your face. “I can’t do that, Hoseok-ah.. He would blame himself for everything and I don’t want that..”

“He’s already blaming himself for everything, Y/N.”

Your head shot up at your best friends words.

Tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear, Hoseok caressed your face while he looked into your eyes. “Look, Y/N. I don’t know what kind of a person Jimin is. But when I saw him yesterday, sitting at the ground while he looked so broken and hurt, I knew that he loves you more than anything in this world. You both deserve to be happy. Think about Jihyun. Okay, he thinks I’m your boyfriend but he knows that I’m not his father. You shouldn’t take him away from his father. That would be unfair for him and for Jimin..”

You leaned your forehead against his chest and mumbled in between your sobs. “I miss him so much, Hobi.. My heart broke into million pieces when I saw him like that yesterday.. The way he looked at his own son, the way he walked out of the apartment when I said that you were my boyfriend.. I don’t think I can stand this anymore, Hoseok-ah..”

You heard a little chuckle from your best friend. “Then tell him everything, pabo. You both shouldn’t be suffering because of someone stupid who is threatening you through messages. We both know that the person can’t do anything, I will not allow it!”

Wrapping your arms around his neck as tightly as you could, you placed multiple kisses on his cheek. “Thank you so much, Hobi! I’m so glad that I have you in my life!”

Pushing you away jokingly, he scrunched his face. “Eww, stop kissing my precious face like that!”

Now smiling at you softly, he nodded his towards your phone once. “Call him.”

Nodding hesitantly, you reached out for your phone and typed Jimin’s name in your contact list.

Intertwining your hand with your best friend’s, you waited until you heard the voice you longed for so long.

“Hello?”

The minute you heard his voice, your grip around Hoseok’s hand tightened and you closed your eyes. “H-Hello, Jimin.”

“Y-Y/N? What’s wrong? Did something happen to Jihy-”

“No! No, don’t worry, everything is okay. I.. I just wanted to hear your voice..”

“W-What?”

“Yesterday, when I told you the reason why I left three years ago, I didn’t tell you everything, Jimin. There is still something that I need to tell you..”

“What do you mean, Y/N?”

“The main reason why I left isn’t because of my heart problem, Jimin. It’s because of your ex-wife…”

“W-What? Y/N, I don’t understand what your trying to say-”

“Hara threatened me with the life of our son, Jimin. That’s the main reason why I left..”

Angus McDonald is a literal child. One of the greatest detectives and a literal child. He was introduced to the THB by getting involved in a murder mystery on a train that he was boarded on alone with nothing more than his grandfather’s cutlery and books and some clothes.

He met these grown goofs who immediately stepped into this role of Big Brothers™ in dogging on him. He took the goofs as best he could and still managed to help these adults try to piece together a murder that he was already working on. Angus McDonald wanted to be a help from the get go. He nearly died on that train crash. He lost everything he held dear. He lost his family heirlooms. He left everything behind to keep going and disappeared from the storyline to continue doing his detective work.

This literal child became a bee in the BOB’s bonnet. He was closer to piecing together the mysterious disappearances from the plane below even after people forgot why they needed him. He kept doing his job even though people didn’t know why he was working for them. So Lucretia took him in.

And so the goofs reunite with the good good boy.

And on their missions away, when communication is lost, this literal child with no known family sits there, alone, on the moon base, scared to lose these men who he calls “Sirs.” These men who he looks up to. These men who mean more to him than he can fathom. He worries. He cries. He’s a child, of course he cries. He’s scared and there’s no communication, why aren’t the Stones of Far Speech working? This mission wasn’t supposed to run this long.

Their voices are so sweet when he gets connected. His little hands probably held that Stone of Far Speech like a tethered rope to the lifeline of the THB. And the goofs begin again. How good it sounds to be teased again. He sleeps well that night.

Every mission is met with his quiet strife. The more he worries the more he worries they worry. They couldn’t possibly worry about him worrying, but he worries that they do, anyway. Candle Nights is a night he can show how much he cares. Even though he spent the night alone by the Candle Nights’ bush in his tiny provided domicile eating Taaco’s macaroons, his only “gift” of the night after giving out his beloved detective novels and feels better knowing they’re home.

And Taako takes him under his wing. Takes him to school (Did Angus go to school? The worlds best child detective and we don’t know if he went to school!) and this literal child learns the ways of magic. He holds his wand dearly and gingerly. He looks up to Taako and is scared of his mangled Mage Hand with its single ring finger. He practices. He practices. He probably works hard in his dorm to make more effort to produce this cantrip. And in his down time, he practices cooking. It’s the least he can do for his teacher.

But the macaroons get burned. A fire spells out L U P in the wall and he spends the night wondering about how to keep his recipe intact but also how to include sugar, of course he forgot the sugar. He journals it and sleeps.

Time is fast for children, and before he knows it, the world is ending, and his family is dissolving. Magnus isn’t dead (wasn’t he just a mannequin?) and there’s inky blackness that spreads out around the woman who brought him here, brought him home. He sees these adults, who’s fear was never really anything he had ever seen, he sees these adults who were so powerful and goofy and unafraid and he sees them scared and he knows it’s time.

In everything he has lived through, little preteen Angus McDonald knew it was time to grow up.

Taako trusts Ango implicitly. More than the men he had been with battling through these years. Taako trusts Ango, and it is time for Angus to show him why.

In the face of The Hunger, he stands next to Merle, looks up at Taako and nods.

Angus trusts Taako.

He casts his spells.

He is knocked away like a rag doll.

And when his teacher is disarmed, he takes the magical umbrella that he had seen preform spells over and over again and holds it, ready and willing to continue to fight.

Angus McDonald raises the Umbrastaff, and in doing so, Angus McDonald brought Taako’s sister back.

And looking around at the war that is raging around him, he realizes, Angus McDonald brought his family home.

The Bet (Grayson)

⚤ - CONTAINS SMUT

You rubbed the sleep from your eyes as you trudged along the cool tile of the Dolan household kitchen. You opened up the fridge and grabbed the carton of orange juice, careful not to make too much noise. You hadn’t got much sleep the night prior and Grayson was the only one to blame. He had woken you up in the middle of the night, hornier than ever, and you had no choice but to give in knowing that he would keep bugging you until you caved. You ended up fucking for hours with so many orgasms you could hardly breathe afterwards.

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Cabin//pt.3

(I’ve spent more time looking for a picture/gif for this than actually writing this. My fingers got a goddamn workout from scrolling for the past couple hours and I swear I’ve seen every BBH pic on the internet now. Just think about that chair as the dining room table chair, and he’s got the smirk I guess so… here)

genre: smut, fluff, friend!au,

warning: Eating out, graphic smut, A (kind of) HELLA TWIST, Baekhyun still being a goddamn tease like always.

length: I guess It’s a pretty good length

Authors note: SO THE SMUT BEGINS. A lot of you requested that the smut begins in this chapter, but a lot of you also requested that it didn’t so I thought I would meet you guys half way and give you something a little spicy to hold you off till the next chapter. Please don’t be afraid to leave recommendations or requests for what you want to see in later chapters in my ask box along with other smuts, fluffs, reactions, etc. Enjoy!

pt: 1 // 2 // 3

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“You know you sleep talk.”

Oh no, oh no. You’ve been sleep talking since you were about ten years old, and everything that ever comes out is either gibberish, or your actual thoughts, especially when asked questions.

You laugh, although it comes off shakier than you would have liked. “Oh yeah, I once had a twenty minute conversation with my mom about why fidget spinners caused the cold war.” You walk towards the dining room table, trying to put on the best poker face you can manage, “wh-what did I say?” Good job y/n, now he knows you’re nervous.

He gives a little chuckle then slowly glides towards you, sitting in the seat just opposite. “We’ll…” he looks to the ceiling as if he’s trying to remember. “At first you were randomly talking about ‘the large cheeto man with a comb over’ and I assumed that you meant Donald Trump, so I asked you if you were talking about Donald Trump you said, 'Ah yes, he is a very large cheeto indeed.’” He takes a sip of his soda, “And when you answered my first question, I thought I might as well ask you some other questions.” Your eyes are wide and fingers gripping tightly to the bottom of the wooden chair. He see’s your panicked expression and gives you a sweet smile, continuing. “So I asked you, 'What’s your favorite thing about Baekhyun?’” Oh my god, OH MY GOD. “And you immediately said 'his smile’ and I thought that was really adorable, but then you sleepishly decided to continue,” You grip your chair harder, knuckles turning white. “'His smile, and oh god his hands? have you seen his hands? They’re sculpted by God himself, just like the rest of his body. But that smile, that smile is the best goddamn thing on this Earth. Oh and his singing voice. I can listen to him sing to me for the rest of my life.’” You slouch down in your chair, closing your eyes to avoid eye contact from the everlasting embarrassment that is now engorging you. “And when you’re finally finished about going on and on about my smile and how you can look at it all day and night, I asked, 'So what do you think about Baekhyun as a person?’ and you hesitated for a second so I thought you were awake,” he laughs “but then you rambled about how I was an ass for like 5 years to you and then you said,” You hear him take a sip, this time his voice turns a little more serious as he continues. You can practically feel his eyes burning through you even with yours being closed. “'Baekhyun is easy to fall in love with, especially when he’s your neighbor.’” Your eyes shoot open and meet with his immediately, “'The Baekhyun you fall in love with isn’t the Baekhyun that is an asshole to you everyday, but the Baekhyun you see behind his window. The Baekhyun that you see smiling and singing and being himself from a distance.’” You’re in shock, you didn’t even know you could comprehend sentences while you’re sleep talking, let alone confess this hardcore to Baekhyun. “It gave me quite a shock I do have to admit,” he gives you a nervous laugh.

You squeeze your eyes shut again in pure  embarrassment, “Baekhyun you weren’t supposed to hear any of that I’m sorry.” Your words come out fast and high pitched.

“It’s okay, really. I just thought it was funny?” He gives you a little shrug before you stand, heading towards the fridge for some orange juice, your throat is extremely dry.

Baekhyun trails behind you so he can sit at the kitchen island, “Is my smile really that great?” You hear him say playfully behind you.

“Yah! Baek shut up!” You say turning around to give him a dirty look, though it comes off more innocent than anything, you look more like a pissed off 7 year old.

“Baek? I like that.” He smiles widely, obviously trying to smile as much as he can now.

You roll your eyes at him and pour yourself a glass of orange juice drinking it slowly so you can coat your dry throat.

“So you actually wanted to die when I walked out of the bathroom in only a towel?”

You choke on your orange juice.

“Wh-what?”

“You said that you wanted to die when I came out of the bathroom because 'his body is so heavenly I had to run to the room just to get some air.’” He says in a mock voice, “OH! And I knew that you were staring at me while I slept the other night! You admitted it!”

You didn’t even know what to do. Do you run? Or laugh along? No, instead your body decides to do the most extra thing it can think of by squatting down behind the counter so he couldn’t see you.

“Ah it’s okay y/n, I know my lips are plump and exquisite under the moonlight.”

“Oh my god.” Was all you could whisper to yourself.

When you stood up from your awkward counter squat, your face was as red as a tomato.

“I didn’t think you found me so hot y/n.” He winks at you, taking another long sip from his soda.

You took a long sigh and looked skyward. Why the hell is this happening to you? This could have happened any other time, but no, it had to happen when you’re stuck in a cabin with Baekhyun for another 4 days.

“I’m gonna um… take a nap.” You say, pointing in the direction of the room before dragging your body down the hallway.

Just as you entered and started to close it, Baekhyun squeezed through and pushed you up against the door with one hand, the other settling right next to your head, trapping you.

“I wasn’t finished.” His voice came out deeper than usual.

He pushed towards you, lips almost touching as he whispered, “Did you like watching me get off to you?” You gasp and quickly look down at the floor.

He moves his head to the right, attaching his loft lips to your neck.

Your body is completely still, unable to move even if you wanted to.

He continues, “You kept going on about how nice my 'long thick cock looked in my hand as I was pulling it at the thought of you.’” The hand that was placed next to your head starts brushing your hair out of the way so he could lick up the shell of your ear, stopping to slowly suck on your lobe, “You were touching yourself on the other side of the door while you watched me cum at the thought of you?"Your thighs clench hard under the sound of his voice in your ear.

"Well?” He leaves an open mouth kiss on the spot under your ear, “Is it true?”
Not know what else to say, you nod your head and whisper a slow, “yes.”

His lips are on yours. His kiss is soft yet dominating as he licks your lower lip asking for entrance. Your tongues start battling for dominance, eventually submitting to him.

You thread your hands through his brown locks as he pulls your waist against him, clashing your bodies together. You submit completely into his touch, growing impatient as the feeling of his member becomes more and more prominent on your thigh.

Lifting you up, you wrap your legs around his waist, never breaking the kiss. He turns around and starts to walk towards the bed laying you down, resting in between your open legs as you continue your rough make out.

Both hands start to travel up your shirt, slowly lifting it to see how you would react, “can I?” He breaths, breaking away from your lips for only a second. As soon as you nod the cloth is discarded from your body and thrown somewhere in the room in one swift movement.

He starts kissing down your jawline, down your neck, and across your collarbone, sucking lightly in places and swirling his tongue on the sensitive skin.

“Baekhyun.” You whimpered impatiently.

He gave your collarbones on last kiss before moving down to your bra. His right hand dug underneath you and unclasped it, removing it as swiftly as your shirt.

“Fuck you’re so beautiful.” He says lightly before taking your right nipple into his mouth. A moan escapes your mouth, arching against him as he uses his hand to need the other. He took your nipple in between his teeth, biting down only slightly so you would get a mixture of both pleasure and sweet pain, earning him a loud moan from you before doing the same to the other.

He starts to move downwards, placing open mouth kisses on your torso, stopping at the hem of your shorts.

He looks up at you for approval, his fingers rubbing up and down your sides, similarly to how he was doing in the lake earlier this morning.

You nod rapidly “Yes, Baek please.”

His long fingers hook in the hem of your shorts, pulling them down your legs, keeping eye contact with you. His hands caress your thighs, opening them so now his face was only inches away from your core.

He smirks up at you, seeing just how badly you want him by the pool of wetness showing through your panties. You squirm at the feeling of his hot breath hitting your clit.

“So wet. Is this all for me?” He smirks while pulling your panties down your legs.You whimper an almost silent yes, anticipating his next move.
He kisses your inner thighs, giving them small bites occasionally, marking you. He licks your outer lips up and down, never coming in contact with where you need him most.

“Baekhyun,” you pant “stop teasing, please.” lifting your hips in the slightest.

His deep laugh radiates through you “so needy.”

You sit up on your elbows, eyes fluttering shut when he finally gives your nub a small kiss, licking a stripe from your slit up, sweeping his tongue side to side as he reaches your clit.

You moan, hips bucking up to meet his face. He smirks up at you before wrapping his hands around your thighs to pin you down. You fall back against the pillow as you feel his lips wrapping around your clit, sucking harshly.

Moans and Baekhyun’s name tumble out of your mouth, eyes squeezed shut feeling only the pleasure his mouth is bringing you while grabbing a fist full of his hair, earning you a deep groan from him.

He adds a finger, entering it half way before pulling it out again. You whine, looking down at him, eyes pleading for him to stop teasing. He complies by entering his long finger, curling it immediately to hit your spot.
You gasp at the pleasure, eyes rolling to the back of your head as he adds a second digit. His fingers work fast, going in and out at a speed that matches with his tongue movements on your clit. Your moans become louder and louder, sweat and euphoria coat your body, feeling a heat begin to rise in your stomach.

“B-Baekhyun I-I-I’m gonna…” you can barely get the words out.
He takes his other hand and spreads your lips wider so your clit is isolated before sucking hard and bringing his tongue down in circles, giving you that last push to cum. Screaming his name, your orgasm rips through you, your body feeling only pure ecstasy. His lips and fingers continue, riding out your orgasm before driving you over the edge.

“Too-too much.” You whimper out, grabbing his hand.

He stops his movements, moving up your body to catch your lips. He sucks and bites down on your lower lip, pulling away slightly. He grabs your leg, wrapping it around his waist so he could press his clothed member against you. You moan into his mouth, feeling how hard he is.

In a sudden moment you hear the familiar click of the front door being unlocked and pushed open.

You both look at each other with panic.

With energy it seems like you harnessed from the sun, you roll off the bed and put on your clothes in light speed.

You turn to Baekhyun while hopping into your shorts “Stay here and pretend like you’re taking a nap.” You whisper.

He gives you a wink and a thumbs up before climbing into bed, turning away from the door.

You walk down the hallway into the living room to see your mom looking down at the mess you and Baekhyun had forgotten to clean last night sitting on the coffee table.

She looks up at you. “Hi sweetheart.” moving towards you to embrace you in a hug.

“Hi mom." You say while trying to hide the breathlessness in your voice as you hug her back, "I thought you guys were gonna stay for the retreat?” You give her the most innocent look you can possibly make.

She smiles, “Yeah, we still are. I just wanted to come and check up on you guys, make sure you’re okay. And I forgot my phone charger here and have been having to use your fathers, so I might as well come get that too.”

“Yeah were doing fine.” Steady your breath y/n. “Baekhyun’s asleep.” You say, giving a fake eye roll.

“Has he lightened up? You know, since we left?” The concern in her protruding through her smile, “I’m sorry, I know you two really don’t get along.”

"Yeah yeah don’t worry Mom, he’s gotten a lot friendlier.”

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Skulls and Roses ☠️🥀 (Part Five)

Jeon Jungkook

Tattooist AU!. College Au!

Genre: Fluff? - I guess, Tiny bit of angst

Word Count: 5k+

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Originally posted by bubblepopped

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