did i mention this is my favorite video of her ever

The tragic story of too much info about the sexual relationship of your best friends or why Alya will forever regret trying to kill Adrien

HAPPY BIRTHDAY @lunian !!!!!!! Remember when we talked about this? Well, I couldn’t resist writing it. I hope you’ll like it. Crack ahead. And if the title wasn’t a dead giveaway, this has some sexual references in it. Nothing happens, but many are said.


“ADRIEN FUCKING DEAD AGRESTE!”

All the people who were still in the courtyard of the Collège Françoise Dupont run for the hills (or in this case, the school building) as Alya Césaire appeared and walked towards her best friend’s boyfriend with all the might of a storm.

“Dude, I think she means you.” Nino stage-whispered to his best friend as his girlfriend made a beeline towards them.

“But my middle name is Bartholomé.” Adrien argued.

Nino rolled his eyes. His best friend really needed to set his priorities straight. “That’s what worries you?”

Adrien gulped. “Burry me in a polka dotted coffin, please.”

Nino was under the impression he wasn’t kidding in the slightest. “Sure, if there is anything left to bury.”

“There won’t be!” Alya snarled as she lifted Adrien by the neck.

Well, this morning is certainly bound to be interesting, Nino thought.


One day, Marinette will be on time to school. One day. Today wasn’t that day. As Marinette speed walked through the school yard she couldn’t help but notice what a beautiful day it was. The sun was shining, birds were singing, Adrien was being strangled by Alya… wait a second.

“Alya!” Marinette shouted, rushing towards them. “Put him down.”

Her best friend was obviously not happy to have to delay her murder. Meanwhile, Nino considered if he should stop filming the whole thing. If Marinette was here, then maybe there won’t be need of proof for the police for a murder. Though, let’s be real, he would never turn his girlfriend in. He would have just posted the video on YouTube in his collection of An Infinity of Reasons Why You Shouldn’t Piss Alya Off. If he was recalling correctly, this video would be number 2749.

“Alya, what is going on? Why are you strangling my boyfriend.” Marinette questioned crossing her arms, while Adrien was gasping for air on the ground.

“Marinette,“ Alya’s tone was regretful and the sad look in her eyes indicated something bad was coming. “I’m sorry to say this honey, but he is cheating on you.”

And in that moment, Marinette felt her whole world crashing down. “What?! With whom?”

Marinette was dying to hear that answer. Who? Did Adrien really cheat on her? Was it some rabid fangirl who jumped at his bones and Alya just got the wrong impression?

Alya sighed. “With Ladybug.”

Marinette blinked. “Damn.” both her and Adrien whispered maybe a little too loudly. Thus Adrien choked, cause he still didn’t regain his proper breathing.

“That’s… unexpected.” Marinette managed to say, trying to think of something plausible to get them out of this situation. She knew it was a bad idea to make out when only one of them was transformed. Damn Adrien and his filthy thirst for her spots. “It isn’t a problem, though, cause… um… this is… an… open… relationship.”

Oh well, not the worst excuse she could have had come with. Alya crossed her arms obviously expecting an explanation while Nino muttered a ‘dude’ under his breath. That’s when Adrien decided to be a supportive boyfriend.

“Yeah. Marinette has her fun times with Ladybug too,” he said, raising his index finger as if that would help him make a point while he was still laying on the ground.

Why is he like this? Marinette sighed internally.

Alya turned to Marinette with an expression that was a mix of shock and anger. “You are hooking up with Ladybug and you didn’t tell me?!”

Marinette glared down at Adrien, who looked sheepish. “Yeah. And don’t forget about Chat Noir.”

“Chat Noir?” both Alya and Nino screamed simultaneously.

“Yeah,” Marinette stated, looking at Adrien, who finally picked himself off the ground, with a mischievous look. “Why don’t you tell us about your escapades with Chat Noir, Adrien?”

Her boyfriend laughed nervously. “What escapade do you mean?”

Marinette smirked. “Well, you did tell me that Chat Noir found you wearing cute yet sexy Ladybug lingerie.”

At this point, Nino had to turn off his camera, unable to hold his phone anymore. “Dudeeeee.”

Alya, to everybody’s surprise, was silent until now. But there was as much as the shock could keep her from asking. "But what about Ladybug?”

“Oh, she thinks the same” Marinette replied calmly while analyzing her nails.

“No, no, I mean, I thought Chat only loves her.”

“Oh that… well, who can resist this model ass?” she asked rhetorically while slapping Adrien’s ass for emphasis. Nino nodded vigorously as well. Honestly, wasn’t it universal knowledge everybody loved Adrien’s ass?

Adrien glared at Marinette. Not for smacking his ass, mind you. He loved getting his ass smacked by her. But for making fun of his taste in lingerie. Well, if this is how she wanted to play, so be it then. “Of course. So if we are discussing this topic, why don’t you mention that time when Chat caught you wearing lingerie inspired by his outfit?”

’Well, don’t try hiding the fact that once you begged Ladybug to tie you with her yoyo.“ Marinette scoffed, trying to hide her blush. That had been an interesting night.

"I need a bucket,” Alya muttered, not sure what to think of her friends and her idol anymore.

“YOU CALLED CHAT NOIR’S DICK AS A BATON!” Adrien shouted louder than necessary, while blushing.

“I guess, I need one too” Nino said, wishing he will just forget everything that had been said so far. And from now on, because apparently Marinette and Adrien weren’t done.

“Remember when you told Chat Noir that you want a collar with a bell too?”

“Oh, really Marinette, should I remind you that one time when I walked on you and Ladybug and you were blindfolded?”

Nino glanced at Alya. “Are we kink shaming them now or later?”

“Then you asked us if you can be blindfolded instead and, I quote ‘used as your little sex toy’.” that had been a strange day. She had an urge to blindfold herself, Adrien came over unannounced and things escalated quickly and she discovered some new kinks of her boyfriend.

“I guess, if we die right here, right this second, they wouldn’t notice it.” Nino states, but Alya was unable to reply anymore, not sure what to make out of this whole conversation.

“You begged Chat Noir to slap you with his tail belt.” Adrien argued back, while his face was putting any ripe tomato to shame.

Marinette screeched. “YOU WERE WEARING MY FAVORITE PINK STOCKINGS.”

“THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH WHAT WE WERE TALKING ABOUT.”

"I’m sure it totally does.”

Adrien scoffed, crossing his arms. “But you can deny they suit me.” he knew she liked them. She even said so that night. They had been a little tight, but she had made him a matching pair better fit for his height.

"Jesus, how many moments like this do they have?” Nino questioned, clearly shocked by how kinky his bro was. And he was sort of afraid fo the answer, if he had to be honest.

“What’s more important, why are we still listening to this mess?” it was Alya’s turn to ask questions that will never get answers. “I’m not even sure if I want to use this thing as blackmail or just erase it from my brain forever.”

“To be honest, it would be much better if Adrien really just cheated on Mari with Ladybug,” Nino said hesitantly, obviously scared of Alya’s reaction. “I mean, I wouldn’t have forgiven him if he ever did that, but at least, in that case, us, innocent bystanders wouldn’t have to be traumatized for life.”

Alya could only nod. Honestly, the mental picture fo Adrien in Ladybug themed lingerie left her with brain damage.

After what seemed like an eternity Adrien and Marinette finished their not so little argument, both huffing and as red in the face as the surface of Mars. Not that anybody would say that out loud, given how much of a nerd Adrien is, he would come with some science facts about the color of the surface of Mars.
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“So yeah, we have an open relationship.” Marinette concluded, the two of them finally turning to their best friends.

“We got it after the reminder about Chat Noir, thank you.” Nino said, sarcastically.

“Now get outta of my sight, my poor brain had dealt enough with your kinks for now and forever.” Alya ordered waving her hand desperately while rubbing her temple with her free hand.

“Well, if you didn’t want to kill me, none of this would have happened.” Adrien said with a smug smirk.

Alya snarled. "Next time neither Marinette or even fucking Ladybug won’t stop me, Agreste.”

Adrien gulped. Marinette slapped him compassionately on the ass.

A quick Clexa AU fic list as requested by anon

This is rather chaotic as I’ve put it together real quick and I’ve plenty favorites - I might add more as I remember or as I go through my reading (some are finished, some are on-going). For now though …

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masterpost of iconic lines/moments in Froot (2015) by Marina and the Diamonds

Happy: 

  • when the chorus effect starts on the line “melted away like I was free” and my soul escaped my body, went to hell, and was immediately forgiven by the benevolent god that is marina diamandis
  • “I realize to be happy, maybe I need a little company” and I started crying one minute and forty seconds into the album
  • the sheer force with which my head was ejected from my body when she hits the high note on “I believe someone’s watching over me”
  • the chord changes in the bridge making me feel melancholy realness, honey
  • invented the piano, invented happy songs that sound sad, invented music
  • I’ve fallen asleep crying to this song an uncountable amount of times

Froot:

  • THE FUCKING BASS RIFF IN THE FIRST TWO SECONDS which precisely and methodically severed my ear canal from my cranium
  • everything about this song
  • “ju-u-u-uice, la la la la la la la” >>> the entire discography of the rolling stones, the beatles, led zeppelin, and all of your dusty-ass “iconic” faves 
  • the sultriness of the fucking low G she hits perfectly and consistently throughout the verses
  • “but I ain’t in a patient phase” probably the most iconic modern music will get
  • the way she sings “come on fill your cup uuuuuuuUUUUUPP” shattering my femur
  • “i’ve been saving all my summers for you” assassinates all of the poetry by William Shakespeare combined
  • every part of the second verse, especially “baby I am plump and ripe, I’m pinker than shepard’s delight, sweet like honeysuckle late at night” which was better sex-ed than I received throughout my entire adolescent academic career
  • “birds and worms will come for me, the cycle of life is complete” making fucking DECOMPOSITION the sexiest thing anyone has ever said in the compendium of human history
  • The Fucking Bridge Melody that she sings well beyond the troposphere, above the stratosphere, and sitting sexily in the mesosphere
  • “oh my body is ready, yeah it’s ready, yeah it’s ready”

I’m a Ruin

  • marina single-handedly addressing the complexities of young-adult relationships with “I could treat you better but I’m not that smart”
  • the insane degree to which I scream “yeah yeah, uh huh, woo hoo, yeah yeah” at the end of the chorus, thus startling my neighbors and setting off car alarms
  • “It’s difficult to move on when nothing was right and nothing was wrong” making me spray tears out of my eyes like a machine gun
  • the way the back up vocals come in on “I’ve had my share of beautiful men, but I’m still young and I want to love again”
  • the dichotomy of “I’ll ruin you” and “I’m a ruin” are proven to be one and the same, thus ending the careers of marriage counselors across the world

Blue

  • the iconic and instantly-memorable backing track
  • the continuity between the themes of the last song with the opening line “we’ve broken up and now I regret it”
  • the FORESHADOWING of “and I don’t know why but I can’t forget it” which alludes to the themes of the NEXT song, Forget, basically proving Marina doesn’t need references to any body of literature but her own goddamn songs
  • “gimme love, gimme dreams, gimme a good self-esteem” ejecting my wig at mach 3 into another dimension
  • the sheer craftsmanship of the pre-chorus, which is perfectly catchy and memorable while refraining from cliches
  • the way the beat picks up on the chorus and I demand my non-existent ex to “gimme one more night”
  • “I’m sick of looking after you, I need a man to hold on to, I’m bored of everything we do, but I just keep coming back to you” proving marina is just as fed up with fuckboys as we are, but is just as flawed and hypocritical as us, showing her imperfections and making her more worthy of our worship
  • ending the song on the pre-chorus like the fucking INNOVATOR of MODERN MUSIC she is??? like please tell me WHEN will your fave

Forget

  • this list doesn’t include the visuals from the music videos but I will make an exception for the ICONIC wig she wears in the video
  • the vocals for “never heal” sending me into a tailspin and crashing into a ditch at 70 mph
  • 50% of the chorus is the word “forget” and it is STILL the height of modern literature
  • after her mention of an “abacus” in the second verse, abacus sales went up 2000% and surpassed their unprecedented popularity in ancient Greece
  • “yeah it’s time to be letting go, yeah baby you know what I’m talking about” probably the most iconique start to a bridge physically possible in this dimension
  • “YEAH I’VE BEEN DANCING WITH THE DEVIL I LOVE THAT HE PRETENDS TO CARE IF I’LL EVER GET TO HEAVEN WHEN A MILLION DOLLARS GETS YOU THERE OH ALL THE TIME THAT I HAVE WASTED CHASING RABBITS DOWN A HOLE WHEN I WAS BORN TO BE THE TORTOISE I WAS BORN TO WALK ALONE” is not supposed to be a high-intensity part of the song but I don’t fucking care obviously
  • the way she fucking develops the lyrics of the chorus throughout the song and makes each line the best life lesson you ever heard??? who is this woman?????

Gold

  • by FAR the most underrated song on the album for no goddamn reason like, have you demons even listened to it?? hmmmmm????
  • i have no idea how the accompaniment was made for the song but whoever did it was a genius and needs to be remembered for the rest of time
  • “doesn’t matter long as I am your star, sta-AAARRRR” melodically groundbreaking, please take notes everyone
  • “don’t think i want what I used to want, don’t think I need what i used to need” addressing the pains of growing out of old friendships and passions in a fun approach
  • “you can’t take away the Midas touch, so you better make way for a GREEK GOLD RUSH” YES MAMA REPRESENT YOUR COUNTRY LIKE THE GODDESS YOU AAAARE
  • knew she could rhyme “El Dorado” with “Colorado” and fucking did
  • the fade out at the end of the song painting her as a con-artist or corrupt gold-dealer being hauled off to jail while reveling in the near success of her schemes is what???? I C O N I C

Can’t Pin Me Down

  • this song is direct proof that marina is a straight up motherfucking KUNT in charge of her destiny. the album is labeled as explicit because of this ONE song and only ONE line: “you might think I’m one thing, but I am another. You can’t call my bluff, TIME TO BACKUP MOTHERFUCKER” like not only is this the most badass line in the history of language, but this line was so important to her that she made the album explicit JUST FOR THIS ONE LINE. SHE IS AN ICON. END OF STORY.
  • she is a feminist! BUT! “Do you really want me to write a feminist anthem, I’m happy in the kitchen cooking dinner for my husband” proving that you do NOT know this bitch. she is nothing you think she is. except that she is an I C O N.
  • the meter of “just another girl in the twenty-first century” has me unpredictably and immeasurably shook because she is just! that! kind! of! girl!
  • “You think I’m like the others, boy you need to get your eyes che-e-e-e-e-e-ecked, che-e-e-e-e-e-e-ecked” blew the skin clean off of my face
  • “i can be your russian doll” like,,,, gag
  • the entire concept and existence of this song is revolutionary and cements her position as the strongest female artist of our generation

Solitaire

  • holy FUCK you guys love to hate amazing songs, don’t you?? this song is without a doubt one of my favorites and you fuckers have the NERVE
  • the production on this song is one of a kind and continues to prove her versatility in style on this album. any reservations you had about her from electra heart better be EVAPORATED by this point.
  • the melodies on this song are, besides Froot, the catchiest on the album for me. they are so well crafted and inventive, i am shaking
  • “hard like a rock, cold like stone, white like a diamond, black like coal, cut like a jewel, yeah I repair myself when you’re not there” is such an amazing pre-chorus for this song like it could no possibly be better than that
  • the way the mood shifts from the verse to the chorus cut off my arms with raw blunt force
  • the flourish on the line “and I’ll admit all I wanna do is get drunk and silent” gave me an aneurysm
  • holy fucking SHIT the end of the bridge is for sure a highlight on the album. “but I’m not cursed, i’m not cursed, I was just covered in dirt” like damn marina go all the way off
  • the extra-dimensional high notes on this song are second to none, babes

Better Than That

  • “You’re just another in a long line of men she screwed” is the FUCKING WAY TO START A SONG, GIRLS. ARE YOU JOTTING THIS DOWN??
  • “So why’s she looking like a cat who got the cream?” ugh marina is so perfect I cannot deal with this bitch anymore
  • the sheer vocal talent on the chorus, like how high can this girl go? someday she’s going to rupture my eardrums and I will thank her personally
  • “with an angel voice, devil in disguise” the vocal production for this is perfect and successfully made me shit myself
  • “and she’ll network till her dreams come true, even if it means getting in a bed with you” miss marina is out for BLOOD everyone, the music industry is cowering in fear of her objective talent and lack of fucks
  • “i’m not passing judgment on her sexual life, I’m passing judgement on the way she always stuck her knife in my back” whoever this woman is she is getting READ for FILTH by lady diamandis and you all need to watch your backs

Weeds

  • this song is straight out of a sappy rom-com and I am fully living for it
  • “but it keeps growing back like WEEDS” I am currently screaming please give me a moment
  • “and God knows what sex is, a way to feel a bit, a little bit less lonely” marina chose sex to be a prominent theme on this album but she has shown she can handle it in the moment mature way any woman in the industry can. it’s subtle, it’s methodical, it isn’t vulgar, it’s just straight real and honest and such an important thing to discuss! this song is another aspect of how sex can be important in our lives. she better preach tbh
  • the aesthetics can reserved character on this song are a beautiful contrast that the album needed. filler tracks who???

Savages

  • full disclosure, this song blew a hole right through my body with the sheer impact of its lyrics and chorus
  • there are so many fucking good lyrics on this song, it’s truly baffling that anyone has a career in the music industry after this was dropped
  • “I’m not afraid of God, I am afraid of man” I am Screeching
  • the first beat of the chorus, my bodily fluids are already dripping from the ceiling and my bones are crushed into a fine powder
  • “underneath it all, we’re just savages hidden behind shirts, ties, and marriages” she is prophet, the chosen one, the woman who will deliver us from our mortal coils
  • “another day, another tale of rape, another ticking bomb to bury deep and detonate” Marina is fully aware of the important problems our nation is facing at the time the album was released and even to today. she isn’t a shallow artist like the persona she created in electra heart, she has become almost the exact opposite. She is taking on these issues with a clear judgment and grace and I am so proud and appreciative of her work.
  • “are you killing for yourself or killing for your savior?” YES YOU BETTER ASSASSINATE THESE MOTHERFUCKERS
  • the buildup in the last chorus to the E T H E R E A L ending is clearly the climax of modern pop music

Immortal

  • you could play this song for me and tell me it’s a message from an angel and I would 200% believe you
  • the melody on this track is so fucking pristine it’s like a glacier melting in your mouth
  • it continues the themes of humanity from Savages but looks at a completely different issue about it. this album is cohesive, planned out, and a complete and full body of work
  • the moment the chorus hits with “I’m forever chasing after time” my limbs are being forcibly extended by a device of love and torture
  • “but if the earth ends in fire, and the seas are frozen in time, there will be just one survivor, the memory that I was yours and you were mine” ok not kidding anymore this is STRAIGHT up MOTHER fucking POETIC genius and innovation at its most concentrated and talented moment
  • when she says “twice” on the high note in the chorus, it’s like the most beautiful bell shattering in my ear, tbqh
  • THE FUCKING BRIDGE is actual art. “I just wanna be able to say the I live my life” the way she executes this melody is cold-blooded and frankly she should be charged with manslaughter for it


bottom line, Marina Diamandis released the biggest breakthrough in pop music to date in 2015 and all of you demons let it flop. if you have the nerve to call this album a failure, I have literally 0 respect for you and no one is ever going to love you

anonymous asked:

What was your favorite line from sETHER?

the whole thing was a literal religious experience.

But some of the lines I GAGGED @:

“Been through mad crews, you disloyal hoochie
Now all of a sudden you back with Drake and Tunechi?
After he said you sucked his dick, you back with Gucci?
Who next, Puff, Deb or Fendi? You a A-list groupie”

“And to be the Queen of Rap, you gotta actually rap
The whole industry know that your shit is a wrap
No, to be the Queen of Rap, you can’t have a ghostwriter
And that’s why this is my house, Flo Rida
Niggas done seen Drake penning, Wayne penning
And since your first boyfriend left, bitch ain’t winning
You a Internet troll, a Web browser, I’m sorry
You can’t get her online with out Safaree!”

“Mentioning guns, you Pussy Galore, James Bond
Only time you touch a trigga is when you fucked Trey Songz”

“Coke head, you cheated on your man with Ebro
I might leak the footage of you sniffing them ski slopes
They gassing you up, but you been on E, though
“Pills and Potions,” yep, you been on E, hoe
Got your ghostwriters back, so you think you lit”

“Only the kids believe in you, you St. Nick”

“I’m jealous? Bitch, you was happy when they took me
Best thing that ever happened to you was when they booked me”

“You claimed you never fucked Drake, now that’s where you took me
You fucked the whole Empire, who you trying to be, Cookie?”

“And stop talking numbers, you signed a 360 deal
Through Young Money, through Cash Money, through Republic
Which means your money go through five niggas before you touch it
Any videos, promotions come out of your budget
Endorsements, tour and merchandise, they finger-fuck it
You make like 35 cents off of each ducat
I own my masters, bitch, independent
So for every sale I do, you gotta do like ten”

“Stop comparing yourself to Jay, you not like him
You a motherfucking worker, not a boss like Rem”

And I saw Meek at All-Star, he told me your ass dropped

He couldn’t fuck you for three months because your ass dropped

Now I don’t think y'all understand how bad her ass got

The implants that she had put in her ass popped

I was like, “Damn, 90 days and you couldn’t have box?

Did she at least compensate? Start giving you mad top?

Her name Minaj, right? She ain’t throw you some bad thots?”

He said “Nah,” that’s when I knew you was really a trash bop


“Talking shit about me to a deaf bitch
And usually I have sympathy for the impaired
But not when you hard of hearing from untreated gonorrhea”


“I’m the bad girl when she the one out here misleading the black girls?
All these fake asses influenced by that girl
Dying from botched surgeries, what a sad world
But before the butt job, you was a Spongebob”

“"Guess who supports a child molester? Nicki Minaj
You paid for your brother’s wedding? That’s hella foul
How you spending money to support a pedophile?
He a walking dead man, sending threats to him
I guess that’s why they call you Barbie, you was next to Ken
Talkin’ ‘bout your money long and your foreign sick
Why you ain’t help your bro hide his cum from forensics
You probably somewhere overseas, foreign sick”

DEAD.

“Meek, Drake, Safaree, I see men in your pants
We call that Jelani, get it? Semen in your pants”

VH1, watch this
You just got bodied by a Love & Hip-Hop bitch

Taste The Sweet (Grayson Smut)

Summary: You’re a Youtuber, hanging around the H&M tent at Coachella. Grayson is your biggest fan.
Word Count: 2,861
Warnings: Fingering.
A/N: Thank you to the anon who sent this idea in! This is all your idea, I’m just writing it out. I didn’t want to post the request because it contains “spoilers” but this imagine is basically what the anon requested. Hope you like this one! (title from Don’t Be So Shy by Imany)


“Turn your head a little to the side…” The photographer gestured with her hand, cocking her head to the left so you smiled and complied. “Perfect. Now smile.”

The flash went off a few times as she snapped her photos, and you tried to stay still and let her do the work but you were feeling too excited. Earlier today you had arrived in Palm Springs, ready to head over to the festival and show off your outfit that you had spent three weeks planning beforehand.

You didn’t know how you had gotten so lucky. One minute you had been uploading your pictures on instagram and it had blown up, gaining over a hundred thousand followers the first few months. By the time you had reached five hundred thousand, you had started up a Youtube channel, and a year later you had gained over two million on your channel and been invited to numerous events. Coachella being one of them.

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I could never forgive myself // Montgomery de la Cruz

Warnings: mention of rape

A/N: I never wanted to romanticize rape. That´s one of the worst things that can happen to a person, but I got carried away with this one. And I´m really bad with titles. So sorry.


You sat on your bed, rereading your favorite book, enjoying your alone time. Reading was always a valve for you, a way to escape the reality. A knock on your window tear you from your thoughts. When you looked up you saw someone sitting in front of your window, waiting patiently to be let in. You stand up from your bed and when you opened it you were greeted by Montgomery, your boyfriend of six months. “Hey, what are you doing here? I thought you wanted to hang out with the others at Bryce´s?” You asked smiling, letting him in. Monty embraced you in a tight hug the moment he stepped inside, burying his head in your neck. “What happened?” you asked, normally your boyfriend was carefree around you. Whenever he steps through your window or door he would make a cheeky remark, but he was never like this and it concerned you. You could feel his breath against your neck, tickling your skin. Your hands rubbed up and down his back and you could feel him relax under your touch. “I will never leave you alone around Bryce again.” He mumbled and hugging you even tighter. “What do you mean, Monty?” you asked confused. He breaks the hug and walked toward your bed, sitting down and rubbed his hands over his face. “Monty. What do you mean?” You were standing in front of him, your hands resting on his shoulders playing with the hair at the base of his neck. “We were chilling at Bryce´s; I was playing videos games, while Jess, Bryce and Zach played carts, until Justin walked in. He wanted Jess to come with him, but she refused and I think she wanted to provoke Justin so she sat down on Bryce´s lap. Justin snapped and dragged her outside. We followed; you know to not miss the drama. She asked him why he wanted her to leave and asked why he even care. And then Justin said that Bryce raped her.” Monty paused and your hand practically flew to your mouth gasping and you felt tears starting to well up at the corner of your eyes. “He said that Bryce fucking raped Jessica. I don’t know if it´s true or not, but the idea he do or did the same to you made me so sick. I could never forgive myself if something like this happened to you. So that’s why I´m here, to make sure you are ok and to ask you something.” He finally looked up and you saw the worry written over his face. You couldn´t get a word out, the feeling that you need to vomit burning at the end of your throat. Monty stands up, taking your hands into his. “Did he ever do anything to you? I mean, did he ever touch you?” He looked you deep in the eyes, probably to know if you were lying. You shook your head no, stepping away from him and leaned against your desk. “Are you sure?” He asked sounding concerned, this time you nodded. “Thanks god.” He exhaled, walking to you and pulled you into a hug. Your forehead leaned against his collarbone, while your hands played with the hem of his shirt. “You okay?” He whispered after a while, pulling away a bit to look at you. “Mon, you just told me that Bryce raped someone, one of my friends. I mean… I don’t think… You know… What I want to say is that I don’t know what to say.” You mumbled looked at your hands, still playing with his shirt. He just nodded and pulled you back into the hug, his grip on you tight. Your arms sneak around his torso and you seek comfort in his touch. You never liked Bryce, he was so full of himself and he always made you feel uncomfortable, but he was Monty´s “friend”, if you can call him so. You never understood why Monty was friends with him in the first place. Behind his façade he was a really sweet and loving boy, but guys like Bryce always turned him back into the asshole. “Do you want me to go?” Monty suddenly asked and tears you from your thoughts. “No, don’t leave me alone.” You whispered hugging him tighter. “Do you want to watch a movie?” he asked again and you just shrugged your shoulders.


You lay in your bed; your cheek was pressed against Monty´s chest, listening to his heartbeat. He was watching the movie while drawing indefinable patters on your back. You lift your head lightly to look at your boyfriend. When you first saw him you were instantly attracted to him, maybe it were the freckles or that smirk that made you crush on him. Maybe it was the way he walked like nothing could shake him or that one time when you collide with him. He instantly grabbed your arms to make sure you wouldn’t fall and helped you pick up your stuff, shooting you an apologizing smile.
You first noticed that you have fallen for him when you were at a party playing spin the bottle. It was his turn and the bottle landed on you, you still know how nervous you were and you still remember that little smile on his face, almost as if he was shy. When he kissed you, you didn’t want it to end and at that moment you knew that you had fallen for Montgomery de la Cruz.
“Baby, stop to stare, it´s distracting.” He mumbled, smirking down at you. You hadn´t even noticed that he turned his head to look at you and you felt a blush creep up your cheeks. You whispered a short ´sorry` and laid your head back on his chest. Monty pressed a kiss to your forehead, before turning back to the TV.
You moved yourself so you sat on his lap. He looked at you surprised but smiled when you pressed a kiss on his lips. “What was that for?” He asked smiling, after breaking away. “Because you care about me.” You whispered, shooting him a short smile. Monty moved himself so his upper body leaned against your headboard. “Of course I care about you, baby.” He pulled you into another sweet kiss. You always loved moments like this with him, when they were just innocent and sweet. He breaks the kiss and you buried your head in his neck, snuggling closer.
“I love you.” He mumbled and you shot up again, looking at him surprised. Neither of you had said these words before, you knew that you love him and thought you would be the first one to say it, once you got the courage to tell him. “When Justin told Jessica that Bryce raped her and I began to imagine him doing the same to you, my heart began to ache and I felt so sick like I needed to throw up and that’s when I realize, it´s because I love you.” He explained smiling shyly at you. “I think I already knew that I love you, but didn’t want to admit it. I never loved anyone like I love you and I didn´t want to mess up. I´m not exactly the easiest person and I can be glad that you put up with my bullshit. I just didn’t want to scare you away. I mean you probably don-“you silenced him by pulling him into a deep kiss. He pulled you as close as possible, returning the kiss. When you break away from him you smiled at his flushed face. “I love you too.” You mumbled placing another kiss on his lips, this time a small and sweet one. “Thanks god, it would be really embarrassing if you didn’t feel the same.” He said letting out a relieved laugh. “I need to mark this day in my calendar.” You whispered, kissing him one more time before getting up. You walked to the calendar that hangs on the wall next to your desk. “Why? Because I told you, that I love you?” He asked, clearly amused by your behavior. “No because that’s the first time I made you blush.” You countered and laughed to yourself, when you heard him groan. “I take it back, I don’t love you.” You laughed even harder and made your way back towards him, after marking the day in your calendar. “No, you love me. Come on, say it again.” You said smirking, while he pulled you on his lap. “No, you don’t deserve it.” He pouted crossing his arms over his chest. You smiled at his childish behavior and leaned into another kiss. “Fine. I love you. I love you, Y/N Y/M/N Y/L/N. I love you, baby. I love you, sweetheart. I love you, honey. I just love you.” He flipped you over, placing himself between your legs and began to kiss your neck. For the rest of the night he repeated these three words like his life depends on and for that night everything was perfect.

OKAY BUT WHY: 67 questions that have popped into my head in the past 24 hours

In stream-of-consciousness order:

1. Skull hell.
2. Why kill Mary if she’s good
3. Why was the hospital dedicated in 2044
4. Why is he writing the blog post about the baby being born in an image file befORE THE BABY WAS BORN
5. What the hell was John’s letter to Sherlock and why do we never hear anything about it again
6. Why was the lady Carmichael mirror so perfect we could predict actual dialogue lines (“You promised!”)
7. Why did TAB “PROVE” Moriarty was dead when it only proved you need a friend to help you make the blood splatter
8. WHO WAS TAKING CARE OF THE BABY WHEN EVERYONE HE KNOWS IS AT THE THERAPIST’S HOUSE
9. How did John get out of the stupid well if his fucking feet were chained to the bottom
10. Why does a gun go off at the end of TLD, but in TFP it’s a tranquilizer
11. Why bring up that romantic entanglement “would complete you as a human being” if you don’t return to it
12. How did Mary jump in front of a bullet, and why is her death scene just like the “Hollywood deaths” that they criticized when Sherlock was shot
13. Why did nobody know who John was in TLD when in THoB everyone knew it was his blog (he fucking writes it in the first person)
14. Why is the blog stopped since S4 starts
15. How does EVERYONE know the story of the Merchant of Samarra when it’s not actually that common
16. How does Mary know to call him a Dragonslayer
17. How did Sherlock know that Ghost!Mary was saying he should wear the hat
18. How did John make the deduction about how Sherlock figured out how he knew which therapist he would choose and when he’d be there
19. How did John have an affair with a woman but he DOESN’T RECOGNIZE HER WHEN SHE’S SITTING RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIM AT THERAPY
20. Why has Mycroft been so clearly linked to Moriarty
21. Why set up that footage of a shooting can be altered
22. Why have Culverton say that line about revealing your secret to your friends when it’s completely irrelevant thereafter
23. How did Lastrade know about Sherlock killing Magnussen anD MARY’S PAST
24. If Mycroft knew who Mary is then why didn’t he ever say anything
25. What happened to the stupid black pearl
          a. What’s the point of DI Hopkins
26. Mirrors
          a. You will John-style never convince me that these mirrors were a lie
27. Making history? What history
28. Promos
          a. Sitting in the “married ones” room with the burnout in the shape of an                anatomical heart
          b. “Sherlock’s in love, but with who”—is this really just to be cruel
29. How does Mary know where to go when he texts “the curtain rises” but texts John the actual address
30. Let’s talk about the mysterious crypt lair that Sherlock has for ONE SCENE and then never returns to
31. How come the Six Thatchers was already a different case they had done on the blog
32. Vatican Cameos
33. Umbrella sword gun
34. James or John
35. Mrs. Turner next door has got married ones
36. What was Sherlock going to say on the tarmac
37. What couldn’t John tell Ella after Sherlock died
38. And why does Sherlock go to see Ella and talk about a recurring dream in a weird ass attic office but it never comes back around
39. Gerridebs is their favorite case but it’s made into the biggest “no homo” joke
40. Why be obsessed with Sherlock’s sex life
41. Why does the AGRA drive look different
42. How do you survive being exploded from a second story flat with no injuries
          a. You. Don’t.
43. How can you possibly redeem Euros after everything she’s done
44. Why did Euros have a random breakdown in the middle of her grand plan—ALSO THE WHOLE PLANE MAKES NO SENSE
45. Why were people not more worried about how she killed Victor
46. “Drowned Redbeard”—an ACTUAL CHILD was missing and the suspect said this and they didn’t think to check all the fucking wells
47. How did his family all agree to pretend that Redbeard was a dog and never mention his sister ever again
48. WHERE IS MORIARTY’S BODY
49. Euros appears to have super mind-control powers?
50. WHAT ABOUT THE FREAKING MEMORY DRUG
51. Why has every episode been focused on how relationships are more important than the stories, but then Video!Mary is all like “relationships don’t matter because YAY detective stories”
52. Why did Euros just leave John after she tranq’d him
53. Whole episode is about how his childhood is what makes Sherlock who he is but ends episode with “but who you are doesn’t really matter”
          a. Great man -> good man? Eh. Doesn’t really matter.
54. The camera error in TST
55. How did they get onto the boat? A helicopter? Why not just take it to the island? How did Sherlock get inside as a member of the team? They only found John and Mycroft
56. How was the chess game promo a spoiler
57. Why was he using twitter in TST but then John was surprised he was on social media in TLD
58. Lamp hell.
59. What was the lie in TLD
60. Why was the episode called the final problem? The final problem was established to be to burn the heart out of him
61. Why is the static in Sherrinford a weird waterfall
62. Why did Sherlock paste John’s face on the Vetruvian Man (okay this wasn’t S4 but also I CANNOT LET THIS GO)
63. Why wasn’t Euros in the family video and why did noBODY EVER BRING HER UP IN SHERLOCK’S LIFE AGAIN— “Euros may have been my daughter but Sherlock seems to want to forget she existed entirely so let’s all pretend we didn’t have a daughter”
64. Why are all the villains textually queer
65. Who is the woman in the photo who was looking out the window holding an elephant
66. Why did Sherlock say that Mary destroyed the AGRA drive, when it was John
67. 26 pages of dialogue.

Add ur own! 

sleepyhead

this was an anonymous request, hope you like it love!

Word Count: 1000+

Rating: PG

You couldn’t help but chuckle as you scrolled through your Instagram. 

“What’s funny?” Joe asked, looking down at you. You were on your back on the couch, your head on his lap, his fingers running through your hair. You passed your phone to him, showing him Caspar’s Instagram post with Maddie. 

“They’re so cute,” you said, reaching up to toy with the strings of Joe’s hoodie. 

“We’re cuter,” Joe smiled at you.

“I know,” was all you said, but Joe knew you well enough to read what you didn’t say. He took your hand, kissing the back of it gently. 

The two of you were a very open couple when it came to each other, but not when it came to the rest of the world. Joe wasn’t really one to share his personal life, and that included you. You understood it, of course. After seeing all the hate on Maddie’s profile, or any girl who could possibly have any connection with any of the boys for that matter, you didn’t have to question why Joe wanted to keep your relationship a secret. 

That didn’t mean it didn’t suck though. From no PDA in the vlogs to no social media posts, it was hard to keep up with sometimes. Joe was Joe, but Joe was also thatcherjoe, and not being a part of that side of his life was almost like missing a big part of him. Sometimes, you just wanted to post a cute picture of your boyfriend. All the thoughts made you feel selfish, so you never brought them up, but Joe saw right through you anyways.

“I wish we didn’t have to hide either,” he murmured to you. “I’d show you off to the whole world if I could.”

“You can you know. I’m sure I’ll develop a tough skin,” you replied.

“You shouldn’t have to.” His voice was sharp, and you tread carefully.

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Interstellar

Summary: Dan had always thought he was the moon. Phil Lester was definitely the sun.

Word count: 3917

Warnings: A very brief mention of contemplating self-harm.

A/N: Though I’ve been writing fanfiction for like five years, this is my first phanfic, so I hope it’s not too bad. Also, special thanks to Gisele (@fringegaps) for encouraging me to write this, and then for helping me get the confidence to actually post it.

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Chris Pine Request

May I ask for a Chris Pine imagine,please? where he’s on an interview(maybe the Ellen show) and he’s talking about how he managed to convice his now wife to go on a date with him,because their mutual friend Zachary Quinto who said she loves Frank Sinatra and he serenates for her (ever since I heard him sing ,that’s all I think about ) ;)


“And we are back from break talking to Chris Pine about the newest installment of the Star Trek series. Just before break we were talking about his relationship with the cast, as this is their fourth movie together, and we started talking about someone you are very close with on set…,” Ellen said smiling at Chris, “your wife, Y/N.”

“Yes, my wonderful wife Y/N,” he blushed.

“So tell us, you two started dating after the first movie in 2009, how did your relationship start on set?”

He laughed and settled back into the seat. “Well, the second I saw Y/N on set I was completely head over heels. I didn’t want to make any moves right away because I didn’t want to make the set awkward but Zach Quinto picked up right away by my shameless flirting that I liked her. I think Y/N just thought I was trying to be funny or that I was a natural flirt so she just kind of put up with me,” the audience laughed at your husband’s flustered face.

“Zach and Y/N had become pretty good friends real quick so, about a month before filming finished, I went to Quinto and told him I needed ideas to ask her out on a date. He was telling me all her interests and what her favorite things were and he mentioned that she was a big Frank Sinatra fan. So, being the smooth man that I am, I thought it would be a great idea to serenade her and ask her out to dinner.”

“Oh, you know what,” Ellen said like she was shocked, “I think our good friend Zachary Quinto sent in the video he took of it!”

“Oh no,” Chris put a hand over his face as the video rolled. Zach was hiding behind something on set as he filmed and recorded the scene as Chris walked over to you, as you sat and read lines, and started singing I’ve Got You Under My Skin. Everyone watched as your eyes went wide and a large grin took over your face.

“Chris, what are you doing,” they heard you ask and he stopped singing long enough to answer you.

“I’m going to sing to you until you agree to go out for dinner with me,” he said and jumped right back into where he left off, getting louder this time. People around set started looking and laughing at the sight before them.

“Ok!” You shouted with a smile and Chris stopped singing. “Ok, I’ll go on a date with you.”

“I’ll pick you up at 6:30.” The video cut off and the audience clapped.

“It seems like that date went well,” Ellen joked.

“It did,” Chris looked up to the screen where a picture of your family popped up and an “Aw” took over the audience. “ I’d say after 7 years of being together, being married for 5 years, and one kid with another on the way, it’s still going pretty good.”

Twisted in Love (DT) Part 1

Summary: Y/N is an up and coming YouTuber. Grayson falls in love with her, and wants her to be his. Little did he know that his twin brother Ethan had the same idea. Who will win her heart? Who’s heart will get broken? 

Word Count: 2,946

Warnings: None.

A/N: Hey guys! So @sniperdolan & I are honestly pretty excited about this collab! We started talking about it, & ideas just started rolling in! We hope you guys enjoy it, and feel free to give us feedback! Let us know what you guys think! Love you!! 

** tweets are in italic ** 


Grayson’s POV

Ethan and I were chilling at the warehouse, we finally got a little down time from filming all our videos for the week. I was laying in the foam pit, watching YouTube videos on my phone, while Ethan was sitting on the couch, eating popcorn, and checking his Twitter.  

“Yo Gray! Do you know who Y/N Y/L/N is” Ethan asked, with a mouth full of popcorn.

“Uh, no. Why? Who’s that?” I asked, as I was climbing out of the foam pit.

“I don’t know. But the fans keep tagging us in video, and she’s all over my timeline.” he said, scrolling away on his phone.

“I think she’s a YouTuber or something.” he says shoving some more popcorn into his mouth.

I closed out of the video I was watching on YouTube, and typed her name in the search bar. Ethan’s right, she is a YouTuber. She had 187,000 subscribers, and from scrolling through her channel it looks like she does make up tutorials, DIYS, challenge videos, she even vlogs. 

“Yo E, I found her channel.” I said, sitting down next to him on the couch.  

I clicked on her most recent video which was posted earlier today. It was a Q&A.

“Dude, she’s hot!” Ethan said, making me roll my eyes at him. He wasn’t wrong though. She was beautiful. Her brown hair complimented her soft brown eyes, and her smile was so captivating. She was 18, so she was our age.  

* * * *

“Who is your favorite YouTuber at the moment?” Y/N read the question, than looked back at the camera.

“Well you guys know I’m obsessed with like almost every beauty channel, but I think my overall favorite channel would be The Dolan Twins.” she said, and I paused the video to look at Ethan.

“Who are those guys?” 

“They sound like a couple of losers!” Ethan, and I said breaking out into a fit of laughter. I unpaused the video not expecting to hear what I heard next.

“Their pretty hilarious! And Grayson Dolan kind of sorta happens to be my “celebrity” crush.” she said hiding her face in her hands. 

Wait what? Did she just say I was her celebrity crush? Even though I don’t consider myself a celebrity. I didn’t realize how hard I was smiling until Ethan said something.

“You’re smiling way to hard, it’s kind of creepy.” he said, making a disgusted face.

“Shut up. You’re just mad that I’m the better twin.” I said, flipping him over the back of the couch, and running away before he could do anything to me.

I was on my phone checking my Twitter, and following some fans, when I got a notification that Ethan had mentioned me in a tweet.  

* * * *

@EthanDolan: May or may not have just stalked @Y/T/N YouTube channel with @GraysonDolan. We watched literally every single video. He couldn’t stop drooling.

I retweeted his tweet, and started to type up my own.  

@GraysonDolan: @EthanDolan is just mad he’s not your “celebrity” crush. Btw, I don’t think I’m a “celebrity” but I’m flattered! Also @Y/T/N channel is dope af! Go subscribe!  

* * * *

Reader’s POV

I was in my room sitting on my computer chair, editing one of my videos when my phone notifications kept going off like crazy. I’m pretty sure my phone was going to explode at any moment. I checked my phone, and saw that I had over 100 Twitter notifications.  

“What the hell?” I said to myself, opening up my Twitter app.

I noticed that I had gained a lot of new followers, and people were also posting and retweeting my new video. I smiled at the thought of how sweet they are. It’s still crazy to think that people actually like my videos. I mean yeah there were a few mean comments, and haters her and there, but the good ones always out weigh the bad! I replied to, and retweeted a few people, and even followed some of them back. I kept scrolling through my mentions to see all the sweet things people were saying. Then something caught my eye, and I’m pretty sure I had a heart attack.

* * * *

@EthanDolan follows you.

@GraysonDolan follows you.

@EthanDolan: May or may not have just stalked @Y/T/N YouTube channel with @GraysonDolan. We watched literally every single video. He couldn’t stop drooling.

@GraysonDolan: @EthanDolan is just mad he’s not your “celebrity” crush. Btw, I don’t think I’m a “celebrity” but I’m flattered! Also @Y/T/N channel is dope af! Go subscribe!

@GraysonDolan liked 2 of your tweets.

@GraysonDolan retweeted you.  

@EthanDolan liked 1 of your tweets.

@EthanDolan retweeted you.

@EthanDolan retweeted you.

* * * *

“Oh My God!” I shouted out loud. The Dolan Twins followed me on Twitter, and they watched my video. What the actual fuck is happening? Before I could even process anything, my phone vibrated in my hand. I had just recieved a message from Twitter. Not checking to see who it was from, I opened the app back, and went straight to my messages. 

Grayson Dolan sent a message 

Grayson Dolan: Hey cutie. 

I starred at my phone confused, reading the same message over and over again. 

Grayson Fucking Dolan just dmed me. This can’t actually be happening. I was having the biggest fangirl moment ever. I pinched myself just to make sure I wasn’t dreaming, and I wasn’t. This is actually happening. Why is this happening? How did they even find my YouTube channel? I was asking myself all kinds of question, when it suddenly hit me. He watched my video. I told the whole world that Grayson Dolan was my celebrity crush, and he saw it. 

“Good job Y/N!” I said to myself, still staring at my phone screen. I wanted to reply but for some reason I had no clue what to say. Maybe I shouldn’t respond, maybe I should wait till tomorrow or something. I was making a bigger deal of the situation than it was. I mean not everyday a YouTuber who also happens to be your celebrity crush dms you. I finally got myself together, and replied. 

Y/N Y/L/N: Hey. 

I closed out of Twitter, and threw my phone on my bed, and got back to the computer to finish editing. As soon as I sat down, I heard a ding, letting me know that it was a Twitter message. Assuming that it could’ve been Grayson, I got up from my chair pretty quickly. I grabbed my phone, and sat back down in my chair. I opened the app back up, but instead of it being a message from Grayson, it was from Ethan. 

Ethan Dolan sent a message. 

Ethan Dolan: What’s up!

I was in complete shock. I couldn’t believe any of this was happening. I began to type up a quick reply, not thinking to much about it this time. 

Y/N Y/L/N: Hey, what’s up! 

* * * *

It has been about 2 weeks since the boys followed, and messaged me on Twitter. The conversations have been none stop between us. We’ve even exchange numbers, and we all started a streak on Snapchat. It was pretty obvious that Grayson and I liked each other. We were always flirting. Whether it was using emojis when we tweeted each other, or sending cute random texts. Ethan was pretty great too. Whenever I couldn’t fall asleep, he’d stay on Facetime with me until I did. He’s pretty much become like my best friend. It just seemed a little odd when he told me to not bring up the fact that he messaged me on Twitter to Grayson. I mean Grayson obviously knew we have each other’s number and we talk, so why can’t he know if Ethan dmed me. I mean not like that’s something I would randomly bring up, but it was just a little weird to me.

 A few days ago, Grayson asked me if I wanted to film a collab video with them. I was hesitant at first, because I didn’t want people to think that I was using them to become “big” on YouTube. After a lot of convincing from Grayson & Ethan, I gave in. I was currently at the store getting some things for the video. We were filming a Cooking With The Dolan Twins Part 2 featuring myself for their channel. The thought of them cooking in my house scares me. Something is gonna end up burning, I just know it. I made sure to get everything that I needed, before heading back to my apartment to get ready. 

I finished setting up the cameras, and my phone went off signaling me that it was a text message. It was from Ethan.

Ethan: Hey, so I was wondering if you wanted to go out tonight? After we film the video.  

Ethan: It doesn’t have to be like a date if you don’t want it to be.  

Ethan: It can just be the 2 of us casually going to get pizza or something.

Y/N: I mean who could turn down some pizza? What time?

Ethan: The video won’t take that long to film. So how about 9:00?

Y/N: Sounds good!

Ethan: Oh! We’re here btw!

Putting my phone down on the counter, I went to go out the front door. I opened the door, to see Grayson with his hands formed into a fist, getting ready to knock on the door.  

“How’d you know we were here?” he asked, giving me a hug before stepping inside.

“Et-” I was trying to respond, but Ethan cut me off.

“Everything’s already setup?” he said walking past me, and into the kitchen.

“Yup, we’re good to go!” I said shrugging whatever just happened off, handing the guys aporns.

* * * *

“Hey guys, we’re back!” the boys yelled in unison at the camera. I was standing on the side waiting for them to introduce me into the video.

We had already started filming, Ethan was going over the instructions for the cake. Grayson kept sprinkling flour at me, every few seconds like a child. I would try not to laugh so that Ethan can get through with the instructions but I couldn’t help it. I let out a small laugh, as Grayson tried to sprinkle the flour on me pretending he was Salt Bae. Causing Ethan to turn around giving us an annoyed look.

“Guys! C'mon!” he said before turning back at the camera.

Grayson mocked him like a 2 year old child when he turned around so he couldn’t see. Grayson leaded his head on my shoulder, and I couldn’t help but giggle at how adorable he was. Next thing I know, with a quickness Grayson had wiped cake frosting on my entire face with his hand. Reacting face I grabbed the bag of flour and threw it on him.

Seriously guys stop!“ Ethan said, turning around only to get flour thrown on him too.

* * * *

We finished filming the video, and I was completely from head to toe in flour, eggs, pizza sauce, everything! The three of us looked like an actual human pizza. We couldn’t stop laughing at how ridiculous we each looked.

Grayson and I were flirting the whole time, and you can tell Ethan was getting a little annoyed at how childish we were being.

The guys helped me clean up the kitchen, and put away all the filming equipment before they left. Remembering that I was going to get some pizza with Ethan tonight, I needed to go take a shower and wash all this stuff off. Hopefully he won’t be in such an annoyed mood later when we meet up.

* * * *

Grayson’s POV

“Yo E, where are you going?” I asked Ethan. He was standing in front of this bathroom mirror getting dressed.

“I’m just gonna go get some food.” he responded back from the bathroom.

“I wanna go!” I said, laying down on the sofa in the living room, scrolling through my Instagram. I seen that Y/N had just posted a picture so I liked it. I wonder where she was going. She was wearing ripped black skinny jeans, with 1975 band tee that was cut into a crop top. Her hair was pulled back into a low ponytail, showing off all the perfect features of her face.

“There’s no point in you going. I’m brining back food.” Ethan said walking into the living room.

He was acting a little weird, but I just shooked it off not thinking to much or anything by it. I walked into the kitchen to grab a bottle of water. I heard a text notification go off, from the counter next to me. I took a quick glance at the screen, and saw Y/N name on across the lock screen. Why is Y/N texting Ethan I thought to myself. I mean I know I gave them each other’s number when we were leaving her house, but Y/N hasn’t texted me since we left,but she’s texting Ethan.

Ethan was in the bathroom doing his hair, so he wasn’t going to come out for a while. I know it’s kind of messed up what I’m doing, but something just wasn’t sitting right with me so I wanted to find out. It wasn’t hard to unlocked his phone, since we both knew each other’s passcode. I went to his messages, and clicked on Y/N name.

Y/N: Are you ready yet?

Ready? Ready for what? Where are they going? Confused about what Y/N was talking about, I scrolled up a little more. I kept scrolling, and saw that Ethan had asked Y/N to go out tonight. I guess that’s why he was getting ready. But wait he texted her this around 12 this afternoon, but I didn’t give Ethan Y/N’s number until a few hours ago. I kept scrolling through the messages between them, and there were so many. Then I realized they’ve been texting each other for 2 weeks. I closed out of his text messages, opened up his Twitter, and went to his dms. I found Y/N’s name, and opened up the dms between them. He dmed her the same day I did. But why? If he knew she had a crush on me, and I even told him I was going to try to talk to her, why would he still even do that. And then lie this whole time, as if he never talked to her. I mean it’s clear that he likes her, now it makes sense why he got so annoyed and weird earlier. But does she like him? I mean she never acted like she did, she never really flirted with him or anything. She’s always saying how Ethan is like her best friend. I heard the bathroom door close, the closed out of Twitter, locked his phone, and put it back on the counter before hopping back onto the sofa pretending like I was laying there watching tv the whole time.

“I’ll be back bro.” Ethan said, grabbing his phone off the counter, and heading out the door.

As much as I wanted to saying something about it, I wasn’t going to. I figured I’d just act completely clueless about the situation, and see how long he can keep lying to me about this. I still can’t believe it, this is probably the first time ever that Ethan has lied to me. 

I sat on the sofa on Snapchat, when I saw that Y/N posted something on her story. She was standing in front of a fountain, doing the classic peace sign and duck face pose. I’m guessing Ethan took this picture for her, since they were together right now. Not sure why but the thought of them together kind of bugged me. I mean Ethan was always the one with the girlfriend, while I was the one single. So for once you’d think he’d just let me have the girl, and not try to like the same girl I do! But then again, what if it’s not like that. What if their just best friends? I saw that Y/N added another snap to her story so I watched it. It was a picture of Ethan biting a slice of pizza with the caption ‘Good Pizza With Great People”. Looking at the picture I knew exactly where they were at. I decided to send Y/N a winky face emoji. I got off the sofa, and went to my room to change. I pulled my snapback on my head, and grabbed my keys on the hook, and headed out the apartment door. 

JIB8 - Jared M&G story

So, like last year, I was once again lucky enough to have a Jared Meet&Greet, and got to be close to a tired yet focused Jared Padalecki (who’d just woken up from a nap in between his autograph session and his M&G).

Before anyone began asking questions, there was a knock on the door but no one entered. Jared looked at a staff member and asked her “Is it Ackles? Is he fucking with me again?“ - then laughed. Apparently, it wasn’t Jensen who then joined us for Jared’s M&G, but Jensen’s stunt double. Why he was at the convention I have no idea, but he sat down and observed the M&G (as well as a few panels, I noticed later that day) - and confirmed a few facts when Jared asked him about something.

Jared’s chapter in ‘Family Don’t End With Blood’ was mentioned and whether or not he would consider writing a book. His answer was no. He said he’d spent a whole year writing that chapter and, besides not having a lot of time on his hands, he’d had some anxiety writing it (I guess because he was afraid it wasn’t good enough). However, Jared said he felt like he owed it to us to be honest about it all. I admit I was struggling not to tear up at this point, having not only read his chapter but had been in Rome during JIB6 when Jared had gone through his breakdown.

A fan mentioned her reason behind telling Jared a funny story during his solo panel (the beenie/penis story - I’m sure there’re videos of it if someone doesn’t know what I’m talking about), that it was because people often tell Jared sad stories and she therefore wanted to make him laugh instead. She also said that he took on too much on his shoulders, that he was not alone in this, and that we were all there to carry some of the weight with him. Jared appreciated that.

He also got some questions about his love for watches, his ‘Venatore’ wine (Jared said he could talk forever about his love for both watches and wine) and his favorite author.

By then, the M&G was almost over but Jared luckily picked me to ask the last question. My question was: “When you do emotional scenes on the show with Jensen, do you think of something sad? Or does the emotion come natural to you after working together for so long and being so close in real life?“

I got really distracted by the fact that Jared was looking straight at ME and answering MY question, but this is what I remember of his answer:

Jared said it was a great question. He said that he, in the beginning of the show, did think of sad things to bring out that kind of emotion, but proceeded to say that he doesn’t do that anymore. Jared said that he hates when the script says “Sam cries“ (which is something Jensen also mentioned in his solo panel) because he doesn’t wanna cry unless he feels like the scene calls for it. So if someone writes that in a script or if a director tells him to cry, he’ll say “I appreciate you saying it but I’ve known this character for 12 years, so please don’t ever tell me that again”. Jared mentioned the scene in 12x22 where Dean and Sam had to break through the wall in the bunker. It wasn’t supposed to be an emotional scene, but he and Jensen had felt like the scene called for it. Jared then said that he couldn’t remember if Sam cried during that scene, and I remarked “Well, I did!“ which made Jared laugh.

He mentioned the church scene between Dean and Sam in the episode “Sacrifice“ and how it was originally scripted that Sam should be all tough about it and practically yell his words at Dean. However, that wasn’t what the scene called for. When they’d gone through the scene, Jared (as Sam) had felt the emotion and had teared up, so that’s the direction he had to go with the scene (and thank God for that since it’s one of my favorite scenes!) He continued to talk about how the brain knows the emotion isn’t real but the body doesn’t, so it’s tough having to do emotional scenes - especially when 5 minutes in a scene takes like 14 hours to film.

Jared then talked about how Sam is a tough guy who, nine out of ten times, tries to hold back his tears rather than show them because he wants to be strong. Jared remarked that crying is not a sign of weakness - that you’re also strong when you cry - but that Sam tries to hold it in. Which, Jared said, was also an emotionally draining thing to do. Both for him and Sam.

Note: During his talk about the church scene and how Sam always tries to be tough and not cry, I swear Jared’s eyes turned wet for a second (as well as my eyes did). Whether it was because of what he said or because he was just tired, I can’t know for sure - but I was sitting pretty close to him and he was looking straight into my eyes at the time.

Anyways, Jared also talked about how guest stars often get something (I don’t remember what he called it. Crystallized something) sprayed into their eyes to be able to cry. Jared has only tried that one time, and that was when he was in House of Wax. His character had to cry but Jared couldn’t do it because he had to sit completely still in the scene (where he’s been waxed) and couldn’t use his facial expressions. That was the only time he’d ever needed help to cry in a scene.

Jared then repeated that it was a really good question, but time had run out by then and he had to leave the room. I was more than a little stoked to get such a long and detailed answer to my question - and more than a little awestruck to have Jared’s eyes on me throughout almost his entire answer.

Date Your Best Friend

YouTuber!Au Series

Word Count: 1,169

Genre: Fluff


Joshua sits in front of his camera. An outlet to share his music to the world has evolved into so much more. His viewers turned into fans, and his fans loved beyond the guitar and the voice. They wanted to know more about Joshua the person, not just Joshua the singer.

So how could Joshua talk about himself without mentioning you? He couldn’t do that. Even with the guys, your name is brought up every two sentences. 

However, being the sweet person that Joshua is, he never really said your name on camera out of consideration for your privacy. Of course, he flaunts the fact that his girlfriend was the most amazing person on earth, and he gushes about how much he loves you in vlogs. He’d also dedicate every song that reminded him of you, which is a lot, every chance he gets. Naturally, when you watch his videos a big happy smile would beautifully grace your face. 

“Hi, it’s Joshua! We have a very special guest today!” Joshua announces in front of his camera. You giggle quietly in your spot out of the frame. 

“Drum roll please!” Joshua exclaims excitedly, patting his lap. He pulled you into the frame, his arms were wrapped around your shoulder as yours were wrapped around his waist. 

You managed to wave to the camera and squeak out a cute hi while you and Joshua laugh happily, simply enjoying each others company.

“So, this is the person that I have been telling you guys about. AKA the person that I’m completely in love with, y/n.” Joshua’s words rang inside the shaken corridors of your heart. 

“Hi, guys! I’m Y/N! It’s nice to finally meet you all.” You say with a bright smile. 

Joshua holds up his phone, and explains, “So today, my lovely ray of sunshine has taken a break from their busy schedule to answer questions you guys have left us on my twitter, Instagram, and snapchat!” 

Joshua’s right hand was holding his phone, as his left was holding your hand.

“When did you two first meet?” Joshua reads from the phone.

“It was in elementary school right?” You recall back the memory.

Joshua laughs out loud. “Oh yeahhh! You stole my juice box, and then told me my haircut looked stupid.” He playfully nudged your shoulder with his.

“Hey, all great friendships start out that way!” You giggle.

He humorously scrunched his face up at your statement. “No you were a bully.”

“Only because you were so adorable when you got mad at me. Even now.” You messily ruffled his hair causing him to roll his eyes and try to get his perfect  hair back into place. 

“Wait, did you guys hear that? Y/N thinks I’m adorable.” Joshua lowly chuckles with a proud expression on his face.

“Okay, okay next question, you weirdo.” You laugh, taking his phone to scroll down the twitter feed. 

Joshua points to the screen at one question that has caught his eyes. “Has Joshua ever serenaded you?” 

“Yes, actually.” You smile at the sweet memories of him singing to you. “No matter how late it is at night, or how tired he is, if I’m having trouble sleeping he’d always sing me to sleep. Or if I’m sad, he’d sing something to cheer up. All in all, Joshua is always singing to me. So thank you, babe.” You top your answer off with a kiss on Joshua’s smiling lips. 

“Oh this is a good one!” You point at a question.

Joshua reads it out loud. “When did you start realizing that you were catching feelings, when did you tell the boys and how did they react?”

“I’m assuming that one is for me.” Joshua chuckles at the camera, a hint of blush starts to show on his cheeks. 

“I’ve always seen you as a friend up until freshman year. That was when you told me you had a crush on one of our classmates, but I didn’t know why I was so bothered by it.” Joshua explains.

“Because of how strangely I was feeling, I talked to Vernon about it and he was actually the one that helped me come to terms with my feelings.” 

“Wait,” You pause him. “You’ve liked me since freshman year?”

Joshua nods shyly. “Yeah, I did. But I decided not to tell you until last year because I was just scared of how you would react.” 

That was something you never knew. It was senior year now, the last year of high school for the both of you. So, you’ve realized Joshua has loved you for quite some time now.

“Vernon was especially annoyed with me during that time because I’ve always talked about you, but I never had the confidence to ask you out.” Joshua says sweetly with a peck on your cheek, causing you to blush and to tease him about his little crush on you at that time. 

“Ooh! I found the perfect follow up question.” You excitedly start to read, “How did Joshua ask you out?”

Joshua groans out in embarrassment while you laugh at his expense. “You’re never going to let that go, huh?”

“Nope!” You grin. 

He rolled his eyes but nonetheless he continued on telling the story. “I took her out to our favorite spot to hang out which is this little dock on the lake. I was so nervous and out of it, then why you told me that you would go on a date with me I was so happy that I started to jump. Then, I fell off the dock and into the lake.”

You couldn’t stop giggling at the image of wet Joshua doggy paddling at the surface of the water. 

“Okay okay, let’s move on.” Joshua says as he attempts to control your laughter by rubbing your back.

“What is it like to date me?” Joshua asks.

“Hm..” You smile. “It’s like I’m dating my best friend. But don’t tell Vernon I said that, because he’s gonna argue with me that he’s your only best friend.”

“Who cares about Vernon?” Joshua jokes. “You are my best friend.” Joshua pulls you in for a hug as a means to leave sloppy kisses on your face. Joshua pauses to look at the camera. “Just kidding man, I love you, you’re my best friend too, Vernon.”

The next fifteen minutes, you and your boyfriend answered questions about your relationship and each other. Some were funny, and some led you to find out things about Joshua that you never knew before. 

“Ok, last question. Do you love me?” You asked, slightly tilting your head amusedly. 

Joshua diverted his attention from his phone to your eyes. A smile spread across your lips, transferred to your cheeks and reached your eyes. 

“I’ve loved you ever since you stole my juice box, and I’ve been and will continue to love you as hard as any human possibly can love.” Joshua places a kiss upon your forehead, and you could feel the truth behind his words. 

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adore you (you're lovely)

ADORE YOU (YOU’RE LOVELY) — and i adore you, too. i’ve been thinking that your love is kind of special. you should know that i adore you, too! ( adore you, nao ft. abhi//dijon )

REQUEST — the reader used to be ugly and archie bullied you. then, after summer break, you totally glo up and are now super hot, and he apologizes.

WORD COUNT — 1.6k

NOTES — i did tweak this request a little bit, simply because i don’t see riverdale!archie being a bully—i think it’s even a little ooc for comics!archie—so i opted for archie sort of ignoring the reader. also, i refrained from specifying a gender since there wasn’t one mentioned in the request. thank you so much for trusting me to write your idea, and i hope this was fluffy enough for you. i felt like it would be kinda rushed to make them kiss in this? i don’t know, but enjoy. ( requests: open )

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MariChat May: The Oracle’s Gift

Special thanks to @toukabunni33 for playing Beta for me!

Love Square

Rated: T

The Oracle’s Gift

MariChat May Prompts:

Aged Up! Chat

Aged Up! Marinette

Identity Reveal

One Shot

Adrien, in the guise of Chat Noir, had been enjoying one of his few moments of leisure at Marientte’s, laying down on her chaise, eyes watching as the girl fussed over a new design that she was making.

This moment, this was one of his favorite moments of time. Where he was able to spend time with Marinette without her stuttering. He adored watching her work, playing video games with her. Everything seemed platonic between them. Adrien quickly and easily called her his best friend after all the time he spent with her as Chat.

Sadly, he wouldn’t tell her his identity. Not until he showed Ladybug. Marinette had an ever-growing spot in his heart, but Ladybug was there first, and her grasp was still firm. He hoped one day she’d have it completely as his partner, friend… and hopefully his girlfriend, maybe more one day.

He had few days like this. When he meant days, he meant daylight hours. It took much pleading and bribing, but he had convinced Nathalie to give him a couple days off just to hang out with friends and get his energy back. Between school, modeling, and all of his extra lessons—not to mention his time as Chat Noir—he was completely burnt out energy wise.

It was when his Baton sounded off with an Akuma Alert from the Ladyblog that he hissed in annoyance.

He heard a lighter hiss, Marinette shaking her hand, the sound having startled her enough that she stabbed herself in the finger with a needle.

“I’m okay! Just got my finger.” She moved the digit between her lips, looking towards him. “Go. Go save people, Chat. I’ll be here when you get back.” She said, pulling the digit away once the bleeding had stopped.

A small smile was tossed her way as he moved to go out the hatch that lead to her balcony.

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Leon Draisaitl - Responsibilities

Originally posted by leondraisaitl29

Word Count: 1582

Warnings: Drinking/Cursing

Part One / Part Two


Tonight, was another night being spent at another party with your boyfriend of two years. It’s where you met and where you spend the most time besides at home or at games. You didn’t mind it. With you guys being a young couple, this was your time to experiment and make stupid mistakes. Besides, you gladly went with him to make sure everyone else kept their eyes off of him. Giving them the ‘He’s off the market’ stare.

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What Hurts The Most Pt. 2

Character Pairing: Bucky Barnes/Reader

Word Count: 2592

Warnings: NSFW! 18+. Graphic smut, oral (male and female receiving), unprotected sex (wrap it up!), swearing, some angst and some fluff.

A/N: Thank you for the great feedback and love I have received! I appreciate it more than you know! This is an emotional roller coaster my friends… 

Read the first part here to get caught up!


One month later…


You were drunk.

Looking down at the whiskey in your glass, you tried to remember what number you were on. Raising the glass to your lips, you downed what was left with ease and motioned to the bartender for another. He smiled at you as he refilled the tumbler with the amber colored liquid. Taking your drink between your hands, you turned on the barstool to look at the party going on behind you. Tony’s parties were always this way. Lavish, cheerful, and full of people with money in their pockets. There was good music and people dancing. The merriment of the evening was in celebration of some new software Tony had created. Again.

You really should have been in a better mood than what you were. You had put on your favorite dress, took time on your hair, and put on make-up. You chose the heels that made your legs look a mile long and your ass look fantastic. But here you were, sitting at the bar, scowling at the happy people around you.

There he was. You knew Steve would make him come. It really wasn’t his scene either, but if Steve asked you to do something, you normally did it. Bucky was sitting on a couch on the other side of the room, sitting next to Wanda. Was her hand on his arm? Did he just laugh at something she said? You raised your glass again, letting the whiskey burn a path to your stomach. You swiveled your bar stool back around before you threw up.

“Ya know, Jack is everyone’s friend in the beginning, but has been known to make enemies quick,” Sam said pointing at your drink before sitting down on the stool beside you. You glanced at him as he ordered two waters and leaned his elbows on the bar. He looked over at you, “How many of those have you had?” You shrugged as an answer, taking another sip.

“I believe that is her fifth,” Vision stated while settling himself on your other side. Shooting a glare at Vis, you looked back over to see Sam frown at you. You rolled your eyes and hopped off your stool. You finished your drink and slammed the glass onto the bar.

“Goodnight gentlemen,” you said over your shoulder as you walked away.

You punched the button for the elevator and chanced a glance in Bucky’s direction again. Steve had joined their conversation, all of them with smiles on their faces. You turned back to the elevator. You blamed the feeling in your stomach on the alcohol. The tears in your eyes, you blamed on yourself.


You were woken up by the bed dipping next to you. You rolled over and slowly opened your eyes. Bucky was sitting on the other side of the bed. You couldn’t have been more shocked and he must have seen it on your face, because he was frowning at you.

“H-how did you get in here?” you croaked out. You sat up and pulled the blanket around you.

“You never changed your keycode on the door.” He said while fidgeting with the corner of the blanket.

“Ok, why are you here?” It came out harsher than what you had intended but you weren’t a morning person.

He didn’t answer right away. He turned his head and looked around your room. You knew what he saw. Your clothes were in laundry baskets and you had books and papers strewn around various surfaces. He bent down and picked up a drawing that was at his feet. He studied it a second before turning back to you and pointing at the paper, “Is this a memory or in the future?” You looked away from his face and looked at the drawing. It was a sketch of Bucky looking out a window, his hair falling over his brow and he had a small smile on his face. It was in the future. In your sketchbook, the drawing was continued on the next page and it’s of you outside playing with yours and Bucky’s young son. Apparently, your visions can be wrong.

It hurt.

“I don’t know, I just saw it and had to draw it.” You said before getting up and going in the bathroom. You closed the door and turned to the sink. Running the cold water, you grabbed a handful and splashed your face. You turned the water off and leaned against the sink. You let your tears mix with the water dripping off your face. You gripped the edges of the counter as racking sobs took hold of your body. Hanging your head, you cried. You cried so hard that you didn’t hear the bathroom door open or Bucky’s boots scrape across the floor to take you in his arms. When you connected with his solid chest, you cried even harder. His strong arms hugged you tight and he was murmuring soft words into your hair. You gripped his t-shirt in your hands and held on. You let out all the heartache, the anguish.

Finally calming down, you pushed away from him to look up at his face, “Why are you here?”

He wiped the tears off your face with his thumbs, “I’m worried about you.” He tucked your hair behind your ears. “Steve said that you are skipping gym sessions and Wanda mentioned that you haven’t been meeting with her to strengthen your abilities. I saw the video of the mission you went on with Sam. That could have ended up a lot worse than it did. And the drinking…”

You cut him off by pushing yourself farther away from him. You pulled yourself together and faced him fully. “You don’t get to have a say what goes on in my life anymore Bucky.”

He crossed his arms over his chest and stared down at you, “I have only ever wanted you to be the best that you can be.” He said, getting angry. “But you see it as me wanting to keep you under my thumb. Or what is it that you said? That I will never see you as part of the team? Well, when you get your head out of your ass and start being a part of the fucking team, I will see you that way. Quit thinking that you can do it all on your own and rely on other people.”

“I’ve only ever had myself to lean on, you fucking know that,” you said shoving him away from the door so you could get away from him.

He followed you back into your room. The way he said, “You had me,” stopped you in your tracks. You turned around to look at him. He looked sad as he dropped his arms to his sides in defeat. “You have me. You will always have me. I love you.”

Your feet moved before your brain registered what you were doing. You practically launched yourself at him, fusing your lips to his. You placed both hands on each side of his face as his arms went around your back. The kiss was slow, letting the hunger build. His tongue tangled with yours before his teeth sank into your bottom lip. A soft moan left your lips, wrapping your arms around his neck. He took his time, savoring the feel of your lips against his. Bucky’s metal hand started lifting your shirt to strip it off, leaving you only in your panties. He crashed his lips on yours again while his hands smoothed over your naked back.

You moved your arms down to strip him of his shirt. Leaning forward, you placed soft kisses across his collar bones. You traced the muscles on his stomach with your fingers and dipped them in his sweatpants at his hips bones. Lowering to your knees in front of him, you tugged his pants down his legs and looked up at his face. He was staring down at you, bottom lip between his teeth. You brought your hands up and wrapped them around his thick cock and gave a slow pump. He closed his eyes and placed his flesh hand behind your head, tangling his fingers in your hair. You swiped your thumb over the sensitive head, smearing the pre-cum that had formed. You leaned up and took him in your mouth, swirling your tongue along the tender underside. His soft groan turned into a moan when he hit the back of your throat. His hand tightened in your hair as you set a torturous pace. His metal hand clenched into a fist at his side when he opened his eyes to watch your lips around his cock. Wetness pooled between your thighs at the intense look on his face.

“Fuck,” he grunted when you gave him a hard suck. He started to move his hips, thrusting himself into your mouth. You loved when he did this, lost in the pleasure you were giving him. All too soon, he pulled your hair and popped your mouth off his cock. “Get on the bed, doll face,” he said, wiping your bottom lip with his thumb.

You crawled your way onto the bed and sprawled out on your back. Bucky placed his knee on the bed and bent to tug your panties down your legs. Tossing them aside, he lifted your leg and placed a soft kiss on your ankle. He trailed open mouthed kisses along your calf, the side of your knee. Spreading your thighs, he licked a path to your pussy. He stopped, hovering over where you wanted his lips the most. You whimpered when he blew warm air across your clit.

“Tell me what you want,” he said, a smirk appearing on his lips.

You knew that Bucky loved this game. He loved hearing you tell him how good he was making you feel or how you wanted him to do something. You tunneled your fingers through his hair, scraping your nails across his scalp, “Fuck me with your tongue baby,” you said breathlessly.

With a growl, Bucky licked straight into your cunt. His tongue entered you repeatedly, sending lightning bolts throughout your body. You cried out when his fingers started to rub circles on your clit, matching his tongues rhythm. You gripped his hair harder, grinding your hips against his face. His metal hand grasped your thigh to hold you in place. His tongue and fingers switched places, burying his fingers deep as his tongue gave your clit quick flicks. He easily found your sweet spot, relentlessly stroking across it with each thrust of his fingers. You moaned long and loud when he sucked your clit between his lips. Your legs began to shake and you tried to close your legs around his head because the pleasure was too much, too sharp. But his metal hand held you still.

“Bucky… p-please baby.” You cried, arching your back. “Please let me cum.”

He looked up at you as his metal hand left your thigh to run his fingers across your nipples. When he rolled one between his fingers, your orgasm hit you hard. You slammed your eyes shut, screaming out your release, legs quaking around Bucky’s shoulders. He removed his fingers but gave your clit soft licks, bringing you down from your high.

You opened your eyes when you felt him climb over you. He lowered himself to his elbows, his face inches above yours, your bodies were skin to skin. You wrapped your legs around his hips, as he kissed you softly. Bucky readjusted his hips to align himself with your entrance, pushing in slowly. Your quick intake of breath made him pull back to look at you.

“Are you ok?” he asked, while stopping his movement.

You smiled up at him and tightened your legs around his hips, pushing his cock fully inside you. Cradling his face in your hands, you brought his lips down to meet yours again. You both sighed into the kiss when he pulled out and pushed back in. He ground his pelvis against yours, the hair at the base of his cock rough against your clit.

“I’m perfect, don’t you dare stop,” you said against his lips.

Bucky groaned, burying his face in your neck as he quickened his pace. You wrapped your arms around his head and whispered naughty things in his ear. His teeth nipped at the tender spot below your ear, causing your walls to clench around him. He moaned low, his thrusts turning more rough, deeper. He reached his metal arm down to wrap around your lower back, angling your hips into his thrusts.

“Doll, please tell me you are with me, because I’m not going to last much longer.” he said, adjusting his knees for better leverage. “You feel so damn good.”

“I’m with you baby… let me feel you cum.” You moaned.

He raised up to watch your face. The smile that was on his lips was your undoing, you gripped his shoulders are you came with a startled cry. Bucky closed his eyes and groaned when your walls contracted around him. He buried himself as deep as he could get and came with a shout, his hot spurts of cum spilling inside you. You smoothed your hands down his sides as you both settled.

Bucky leaned down to give you a quick kiss before rolling over, bringing you with him. You leaned on an elbow and looked down at his content face. Reaching up, you brushed away the hair that had stuck to his face. “I love you too Bucky,” you said softly.

He turned his head to look at you, “I know we always agreed that you would never use your abilities on me, but I want you to right now. I want you to see how I feel instead of me telling you.”

Nodding slowly, you placed your hands on each side of his neck and closed your eyes. Pushing yourself into his mind, you became overwhelmed with emotion.

You… you were what was all over his mind. Past, present and future. You saw the hurt from missing you, you saw the good times and the bad. You saw the future he wanted with you. His first memory of you was the day they rescued you from HYDRA. He was the one that unstrapped you from the table and carried you out of the facility. You saw the moment that he knew he loved you. It was a rainy day spent in, he walked into your shared room and seen you dancing in your underwear, using a hair brush to sing the song. That memory faded into what he wanted his future to be. You were outside playing with a little boy who had your hair color and his daddy’s eyes, while he watched out of the window.

You let go of his neck, returning to yourself. Bucky reached up and wiped the tears away that you didn’t realize had started to fall. You quickly got out of the bed and grabbed the drawing that Bucky had seen earlier and searched for your sketchpad. After retrieving it, you sat back down on the bed next to him and opened it, finding the other half of the drawing. You put them together and turned the book to show him.

He chuckled and traced the page with his finger, getting a little teary eyed himself, “You’ve seen it.”

You dived into his arms, nuzzling your face into his neck. Never letting go.

It didn’t hurt anymore.


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