As you and the rest of The Avengers test your willpower in an unusual challenge, your attempts to remain Master of your Domain are complicated when James “Bucky” Barnes makes you his mission.
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
Warnings: Chapter 7 continues with the slowest of builds, Lots of dirty talking, Smut to come, Fluff smut for now, Humour, Swearing, Flirting, Sweetness, Sexual tension, Teasing, Groping, Fingering, Language!, Nudity, NSFW, Stilettos, Romanian Vampires, Bucky Barnes
A/N: To everyone following along, thanks so much for your patience! The past 2 months have been crazy busy and it’s been hard to find the time to write. Hopefully I can get back on track for a bit :) I got a little carried away with this chapter and had to split it into two parts so another chapter has been added to this fic…you can blame Bucky.
To everyone sending me messages, feedback and requests to be tagged, THANK YOU! You are all so incredibly AWESOME! Tumblr continues to be a bitch with the tags so I’ve done these manually - I hope I haven’t missed anyone! Please send me a note if I’ve left you off by mistake.
And always, to my twitter babes: thanks for the support, love and smut ;)
Chapter 7: Face The Music
Walking into the common room, you’re met with the scene of Thor and Tony laying out a spread of snacks and drinks while Steve, Bruce and Bucky set up the equipment for the evening’s entertainment.
Hearing the click of your high heels on the polished floor and a low whistle from Tony, Bucky looks up and immediately freezes at the sight of you. Eyes widening in stunned surprise as they sweep over every inch of your body, he absentmindedly drops the speaker wire he’s holding in his hands.
Buoyed by his reaction, you toss your hair back and start to make your way towards him, swaying your hips for maximum effect. While you can’t help but feel sexy as the short hemline of your dress threatens to reveal the lace and garters underneath with every step, it’s the ravenous look in Bucky’s eyes that has the wetness pooling in a rush between your legs.
Imagine Draco passing notes to you in class. But instead of cute love letters with hearts scribbled in he, writes all the dirty things he wants to do to you after class!
“You’re going to look so good when I strip you down. And lay you down on the floor to rub your back while I slide into you so very slowly princess;)”
Warnings: Can’t think of any. Pretty much just fluff.
A/N: This is a real people fic but it is an AU Mini Series. Jensen is a photographer, Jared owns a bar and Misha is a doctor. It is my first time writing a real people fic in AU so lets hope I don’t fall on my face completely here.
I didn’t write this chronologically as I usually do. I wrote everything that the narrator tells us first and build the story around that. The narrator’s story can be read without the actual story and the actual story can be read without the narration. The narrator only actually tell us the things in cursive, the rest is Jensen’s PoV ;) Again let’s hope I land on my feet with this one.
It is written for @avasmommy224’s Birthday Challenge and Jenn is a total sweetheart who let me make a series out if this. The prompt is in part 2 and the acquired smut is in part one, I reused the prompt partially in this part which is the final part.
Happy Birthday Jenn. Hope you enjoyed it.
Thanks to to my fav Erin aka @blacktithe7 for being the rockstar she is and betaing this for me.
NO HATE AGAINST DANNEEL. I LOVE HER - THIS IS FICTION. PRETEND SHE IS HAPPY WITH SOMEONE ELSE
You see, love doesn’t always start with fireworks. Not the eternal kind. Not unconditional long lasting kind. Their kind of love never ends and do you know how I know? I witnessed it. I watched it grow stronger every day. I watched the way my dad looked at my mom and the way she would blush. She still does. After 3 kids and 18 years of marriage, they still kiss each other every day. Mom still falls asleep on the couch leaning against my dad on movie night. He still looks at her with as much love as he did in my very first memory of them, if not more.
Y/N did write her book. Actually she wrote several, and Jensen never stopped taking pictures. His works are displayed in various museums and magazines, but my favourite pictures he ever took are the ones of his family.
There is a staircase at Jensen and Y/N’s house. My childhood home. The wall is covered in pictures my dad took of Mom, Jaydan, Brice and me, but in the middle of all the photographs is my mom’s handwriting. It says “My Favourite Day”.
Sexual content, Explicit Sexual, Oral Sex, Smut, Dirty Talk, Language, NSFW, Unprotected Sex (wrap it please), Sebastian Stan, Calvin Klein briefs
Word Count: 2,336
A/N: Yes I know I’m supposed to be working on chapter 6 of The Contest but let me explain. So I was finishing up my first draft of Chapter 6 when Sebastian Stan happened…fucker goes and posts that locker room selfie. I tried to ignore it, really I did but this scene popped into my head and it would not let me live until I wrote it down. So sorry (but not sorry). This is a another quickie that I wrote at work so please ignore the typos and the writing. I just had to get it out of my head so I could get back to Bucky…
Summary: Teen Wolf Alternate Universe where Peter Hale is a cop with countless well-kept secrets, or so he thinks. Y/N McCall comes home to Beacon Hills 18 years after a scandalous affair with Mayor Gerard Argent’s son; Chris. What happens when Peter sees Y/N for the first time since she broke his heart. Characters in this chapter: Peter Hale, female reader, Stiles Stilinski Characters mentioned: Sheriff Noah Stilinski Pairing: Past Chris Argent x Female Reader, Past Peter Hale x Female Reader, Peter Hale x Female Reader Word Count: 1,439 Warnings: Language, blackmail Author’s Note: Blame @flames-bring-a-ton-of-ash for this. GIF found on Google. Yours?
Parked on the side of the road, partially hidden by the mountain, Peter swiped a hand over his face. Even with the air conditioning cranked, he was roasting inside the squad. It was balls-sticking-to-his-taint hot, the kind of hot that made people pass out just from walking down the sidewalk to get their mail. Even better, it brought out the craziness in people in droves. People did weird shit when it felt like their brains were cooking inside their head.
Speaking of weird shit… “The fuck you doin’?” he asked no one but himself, peering over the top of his aviators, gum snapping between his molars. There was a motorcycle speeding down the road, weaving between the two lanes erratically, and Peter could tell the driver had no plans on slowing down. In fact, judging by the sound of the engine, it was picking up speed.
The cycle blew past the squad, and the radar gun emitted a series of shrill beeps before a set of red numbers blinked at the officer; 120. Smirking, Peter flipped on the lights and siren, and tore out of his hiding spot. Gravel spit out behind him before his tires squealed on the tar.
“You cannot imagine the day that I have had.” She dumped her bag on her chair, unsurprised to see that he was already in her room waiting for her. It had become their almost daily routine now, he knew where the ladder was, she left her window open just enough in the morning. She would usually need to hang around the school a bit later for her extra curriculars, something that he did not have besides the Blue and Gold which they were working on together anyway.
“Yeah it must be hard being Trev’s secret girlfriend.” There was bitterness in his voice that he couldn’t help slip out.
“I guess you have spoken to Kevin then.” She sighed. Her fingers massaging her temples as she tried to subdue the tension that she could already feel mounting there.
“Is it true?” He asked looking up at her from beneath the curl that had fallen over his eyes and he had not moved, hiding behind it.
“Are you seriously asking me that?” She looked at him surprised.
“I am.” He nodded. Taking a deep breath. She crossed the room quickly kneeling in front of him taking his hand in hers and reaching up to brush the stray curl away from his eyes, so that she could look straight into his.
“You know me Jug, whatever anyone has said, you know that I am not someone who would. That I would betray you.” She was tracing the outline of his fingers absent mindedly. When he didn’t respond she stood up and started pacing, a tell tale sign that she was nervous. “I lie-, well no actually. I, Veronica jumped to a conclusion and I didn’t correct her. Besides you’re the one who gave me these in the first place. ” She stammered as she blushed running a hand along her neck, he could see the faint outline covered under her makeup. “Anyway” she continued her story. “Then she told Kevin, who told Cheryl, who told everyone on the planet, which led to snarky comments all cheer practice.” He stood up moving towards her, placing a hand gently on her shoulder to calm her.
“I’m sorry, that my over amorous kisses caused you this.” He gently stroked the skin of her neck, tracing over the bruised areas, before reaching her cheek and she leaned into his touch.
“I don’t care, not really. Maybe I should have just told Veronica. Is it weird that we want to keep this a secret?”
“I don’t know, I haven’t done this before, any of it. But I know its special and I don’t want it to stop and I just don’t want everyone’s opinion, just not yet.” He pulled her into a hug, his hand stroking her back, soothing her immediately. The tension draining away.
“I think I know what you mean.” She confided in him, relaxing further into his arms. He jerked suddenly away from her, a thought hitting him.
“Wait won’t Trevor kind of give the game away.”
“Taken care of.” She replied. He looked surprised. “I texted him while Veronica and Kevin were gushing over the news. He was cool with it.”
“I don’t think I’ve ever been someone’s dirty little secret.” He pressed his lips to hers and she deepened the kiss. Bringing her hands to his hips.
“I’ve never had one.” She said against his lips. He pulled her body up flush against his, and her breath hitched at the sudden movement.
“You are incredible Betty Cooper.” He whispered to her his hands moving to her back rubbing small circles with his thumbs on her lower back. She groaned at the sensation melting against him. She moved her lips to his neck, pressing light kisses to the delicate skin there. He moaned his appreciation and she was spurred on by his reaction. The kisses against his skin grew more hungry and demanding, his hands tightened their grip on her. “Betts.”
“Don’t worry.” She smiled. Looking at the mark beginning to form on his neck. “I know how to cover those up.”
“Very funny Cooper.” He replied sarcastically.
“Well we don’t want everyone thinking that you’re having an illicit affair with Trev as well.” She started to laugh, and his lips captured hers again, stifling her laughter.
He made his way down the ladder, placing it carefully down by the side of the house as he always did ready for next time. He was still smiling to himself, his cheeks flushed from her affection. Right now she was everything and he couldn’t believe that he had found her.
“How long?” He spun around at the sound of the voice of Archie Andrews now standing in front of him.
“Archie, I was discussing with Betty about the Bl-.” Before he could continue Archie put up a hand stopping him.
“Yeah I saw you, through the window.” He stated, pointing to Betty’s bedroom window. “You weren’t talking.”
“I was going to tell you, we both were we just.” Jughead looked desperately at his best friend.
“She’s happy Jug.” Archie smiled at his friend. “Happiest I have seen her in a while.” When he saw the smile on his friend’s face a wave of relief washed over him.
“She makes me feel like I can take on the world, and I don’t want to lose her. I know what the rest of the school, this town thinks of me. Weirdo from the wrong side of the tracks. Drunk for a father, abandoned by his mum. But she makes me feel, like it doesn’t matter. None of it matters all that just disappears when I am with her. I don’t want to lose that, I don’t want to lose her.”
“I am happy for you and for her. You both deserve to be happy, just.” He paused.” Don’t hurt her, not like I did.” He almost choked on his words. He had regretted what he had done, that he hadn’t talked to her about what she was feeling. He couldn’t help the way he felt but he could have handled things better and he knew that.
“I wouldn’t ever.” Jughead assured him.
“I still cannot believe that you hid this from us.”Betty smiled shyly at Kevin and his judgemental stare.
“I guess you can be forgiven.” He concurred, buzzing with excitement over his friend’s new relationship. “But I will of course need details, on everything.” Betty took a deep breath and looked over at Jughead who was smirking at her. Archie seemed to be the only one at the table who caught the look between the two.
“Well Betty I for one am happy for you. You are positively glowing.” Veronica stated, giving her seal of approval.
Archie looked over at Jughead while the others gushed over Betty and asked numerous questions, he looked at her like she was the sun. He caught his red headed friend looking at him smiling and he smiled back, mouthing a ‘Thank you.’
It wasn’t long after their conversation at the lunch table that the truth came out. The couple couldn’t keep their hands off each other, making out in the Blue and Gold office when Cheryl came barging in with the rest of the group in tow, determined to catch Betty in the act not convinced by the Trev story. Kevin almost went into shock, Veronica gushed and cheered, Cheryl said they deserved each other before making a face and Archie just smiled to himself.
Prompt: nobody knows about bughead and when Betty comes to school with hickeys - Cheryl notices it first and tells the clique secretly, figuring out who she’s with. It will be Archie who realises it was jughead all this time but doesn’t tell the group (respecting their privacy)
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hey i just wrote this camren fic.. bc i was feeling it so hope u enjoy lol.
“we shouldn’t be doing this here, Lauren” camila whispered
“shh, no one is gonna find us Camz. Just be a good girl and stay quiet for me and no one will find us” Lauren whispered with a wink.
The Fifth Harmony girls are staying a night in Vegas after an album signing. Lauren, Camila, and Dinah shared one hotel room while Normani and Ally shared the one next door. After everyone had fallen asleep, Lauren had the idea to sneak away into the bathroom with Camila.
Lauren turned the shower on and smiled at Camila.
“Lauren turn that off, Dinah is gonna wake up” camila worried.
“relax, baby” Lauren said as she approached camila and gently pushed her against the wall. Lauren put her lips to camilas neck and her hands trailed camilas curves. Camila let out a small moan as Lauren bit down on her neck soft. Lauren took a step back and pulled her shirt up over her head and threw it to the floor. Camilas eyes instantly went to Laurens breasts. Her breathing started to pick up. Lauren reached behind her back to undo the clasp on her bra. Her bra fell to the floor and Camila lost her patience. She grabbed Lauren by the hips and pulled her into her. Camilas mouth made her way to Laurens breasts. She sucked and licked her nipples tenderly. Laurens head fell back in pleasure.
“Camz” Lauren panted
“what baby” Camila said in between kisses.
“take your clothes off” Lauren moaned.
Both girls practically ripped their clothes off. eager to make love to one another.
Lauren motioned Camila to get in the shower. Lauren didn’t waste any time. Once in the shower she reached her hand down between camilas legs. Camila let out a quiet moan
“quiet, Camz.. be a good girl so we don’t get caught” Camila stepped her legs apart to make more room for Lauren. Laurens fingers met Camilas clit. Lauren could feel the wetness between Camilas legs.
“you’re so wet, babygirl” Lauren whispered.
Camilas breaths were heavy.
“Lauren..” camila panted
“I want your fingers in me.. please, Lo”
Camila could barely stand, her legs shaking. Lauren didn’t hesitate to meet her girlfriends needs. She pushed two of her fingers into her, feeling how slick she was. Camilas head fell back and she leaned on the shower wall for support.
“fuck, Lauren’ camila breathed.
Lauren curled her fingers and pushed in and out at a steady pace, watching her girlfriend’s expressions. It turned her on so bad seeing her girlfriend get off like this. Camilas breathing got hard and fast and Lauren felt her girlfriend tighten up around her fingers.
“don’t you dare cum until I let you” Lauren demanded.
“lo, please.. I can’t hold it” Camila cried out
“look at me, Camila” Lauren said sternly.
Camilas eyes met those of Laurens. Lauren lost her self in camilas gaze.
“cum for me” Lauren moaned.
Camila let out a huge moan as she looked into Laurens eyes. Lauren felt camila tighten around her fingers.
“fuck” Lauren whispered.
Camilas body shuttered and weakened into Laurens arms. The two in a tight embrace as they calmed down.
“god, I love you” Lauren said in a soft voice.
“I love you too” camila whispered.
The two stepped out of the shower and dried off. Camila put a t-shirt and underwear back on and Lauren stayed wrapped in a towel. They both walked back into the hotel room to find Dinah sitting awake
Sometimes waking up alone can be the farthest thing from being lonely. There’s no one else to hog the covers, no unwelcome snoring or bodily noises keeping you up or jolting you awake, it’s just you, the bedsheets and the pillows. But then there’s times where sleeping alone feels like a burden, and waking up the next morning leaves you wondering what it’s like to open your eyes to something different.
After a week of sleeping unaccompanied you were wrapped in Ed’s white sheets and duvet, his tattooed arm keeping you secure to his front while you each slept. It was the dead of summer and even given the heat, you’d always find yourselves under the blankets in the middle of the night. In the corner of the room sat a fan on its highest setting, the white noise accompanied by a soft warm breeze each time it went left to right and back again. A patch of heat lingered at the crevice of your neck and shoulder from Ed’s breath and if you’d been awake, you would’ve smiled at the faint whistle fanning from his nose.
On that particular morning, your left arm had been knotted with his where he held you, both on your right sides and your back snug to his front. Ed stirred awake first that morning, his clear blue eyes peeling open one after the other and a pout on his pink lips stretching into a yawn the same moment his legs fanned out under the blankets. If it hadn’t been for the blackout shades the sun would’ve woken you before him, but even though they blocked the majority of daylight, he winced at the perfect line of light sneaking through a crevice where the shades met in the middle. He was careful not to wake you when he pulled his left arm away from yours to rub the sleep from his eye.
Ed snuggled further into a cool spot on the pillow with a sigh over your skin, wiggling his hips and wrapping his arm back around you. For a while he was quiet, just lying awake with his eyes closed, more than likely trying to fall back to sleep. The wind from the fan blew a few stray strands of hair over the side of his face and he shivered before brushing the pieces away. The rest of it stuck up at odd angles, the copper strands giving a splash of color to the bed.
You slept neatly cradled to him, even when he moved his hips softly again, his left hand dragging down your arm beneath the duvet. He traced uneven lines in your skin, snuggling his face closer to just under your jaw. The rough stubble sprouting from his face made you stir a bit, but still you slept soundly through his fingertips trailing and hips rocking slow.
Summary: (of this one shot) Weeks after breaking up with your boyfriend, Baekhyun, you bump into him at an award show. Will seeing him ignite your feelings for him once again?
Word Count: 2,400 words
It wasn’t like you weren’t going to see him ever again. Although, you prayed everyday you wouldn’t. It just hurt too much. Obviously, your prayers weren’t answered because he’s literally standing twenty feet away from you. He’s standing, posing there in his suit with his tie and his fixed hair and his pretty eyeliner. If there was one thing you missed about him, it was when he let you stare at him for several seconds just because he loved you and you loved him.