body remember

The Morning After

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
Warnings: Mention of smut
Summary: Inspired by this lovely Fluffy Friday™ ask.
A/N: Just a very short drabble because I couldn’t get this out of my head. Let me know what you think!
Word count : 321

Originally posted by lovershub

The sheer white of your curtains softens the rays of the morning sun as they land warmly on your face. Inhaling slightly, you flutter your eyelids before you open them fully. Shifting a little you’re reminded of the person in your bed when the heavy weight across your waist prevents your movement. You feel a blush rise on your cheeks when images from last night flood your mind. Your body vividly remembers the feel of his hands on you, his moans in your ear and the roll of his hips.

“You’re so beautiful” he murmurs as his kisses trail down your neck, hands at your hips. You blush at his words, your own hands trailing across his wide back. He brings your leg up around his hip before pulling back slightly to look you in the eyes. “Are you ready?” he whispers, his breath fanning out across your lips. You nod, leaning up to kiss him in a tender kiss as he slides into you.

A soft smile plays on your lips as you replay the memory, running your hand over his metal arm thrown across your front. His soft breathing can be heard as he sleeps deeply with his chest warmly against your back. Inhaling deeply you try to manoeuvre out of his grip without waking him. Sliding your legs across the cool sheets your feet are about to hit the soft carpet when you’re pulled back against Bucky.

“Where do you think you’re going?” his voice is low and rough with sleep.

You laugh softly as he pulls you towards him again. “Coffee” you mumble, feeling the need already.

He simply shakes his head and presses a kiss to your bare shoulder.

“Later” he mumbles against your quickly warming skin. He carefully moves you to your back to hover above you, smiling as he kisses your neck which elicits a giggle from you.

Later never came but you did.


Genyatta week day 04: AU

An AU in which robots disguise themselves as humans. A little bit like in Animatrix (?)

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anonymous asked:

Chat Noir #143 please

Decided to make one more before going to bed. That was actually not as easy as it might look? Idk.

He’s trapped, and he’s alone

if suddenly you feel the urge to cry come upon you seemingly from nowhere, please, recognize that it is not from nowhere. it is from a somewhere where you forgot to mourn properly. a place only your body can remember. let these tears come. let your body mourn. let your body feel her loss. even if you cannot understand her (who can?) it is important to let your body have this. when the crying is over feed your body something special and be gentle with her. bless


i love the third years


I can see her through the window. She walks up to the door, she leaves this box and goes. I didn’t get up, i figured if it was important, she would have knocked. Rang the doorbell or something, right? And i should have gone out there. I should have talked to her. But… look, i liked Hannah. She was a friend, but the girl was a lot. She was drama. And i was apparently the only guy at Liberty who didn’t grab her ass or stare at her tits. And so i always got to hear about it and on that particular day, i didn’t want to deal so i let her walk away. Half hour, forty-five minutes later, i get the box, open them and there’s these tapes and a letter. 
“Please take care of these. Listen and you’ll know how.”
I started listening to the first tape. And then… i try calling the Bakers. They didn’t answer, i fucking speed to her house. The ambulance is already there. And the cops. And the front door’s open, i run inside. Her parents are there. They’ve got her in a body bag. I remember thinking “There’s no handles on that bag. How are they gonna pick her up? How are they gonna carry her?” And they just grabbed the bag and threw her in the ambulance. Just like that.


“I thought we could probably use some joyful jiggling in our lives right now so it’s #DONTHATETHESHAKE TIME! 💃💜 REMEMBER: your body is so worthy of love in all the shapes that movement creates. Your wiggle is wonderful! Your squish is spectacular! OWN YOUR JIGGLE MY BOPO BABES! Anyone can join the #donthatetheshake party and celebrate their jelly - it isn’t about being a great dancer or looking super cool, it’s just about moving with joy and finding love for our bods outside of a still picture frame! So if you feel up to it, GET SHAKING! And check out @donthatetheshake for more! 💜💙💚🌈🌞”

Lord Zash: Here is my old lightsaber, a gift for you for your success.

Darth Baras: You want a lightsaber, apprentice? Go rip it off a corpse cause you’re not getting anything from me.

the way Bellamy said “Clarke…” all soft and gentle reblog if you agree