freaky day

Candy Hearts || Bucky x Reader

Summary → A year of silently pinning over your best friend and neighbor Bucky Barnes ends happier than expected when you spend Valentine’s Day together.

Word Count → 2.9K (I’m a wordy bitch, okay?)

Warnings → Cursing, oral sex (female receiving), unprotected sex (don’t be silly, wrap your willy!). Fluff? Definitely fluff.

A/N → Happy #FreakyFriday y’all! I apologize for the delay, but I had an unplanned twelve hour work shift today. With Valentine’s Day just around the corner, I thought I’d try my hand at fluffy smut (it’s a first for me - so go easy on this fic). Other than that, enjoy!

A nervous giggle flew from your lips as you twirled on your toes to face the full-length mirror hung over the back of your bedroom door. Your usual untamed knot of hair had been brushed and curled into effortless beach waves that cascaded down your shoulders and back. You wore nothing but Bucky’s trademark, burgundy Henley, which you’d confiscated the last time you’d done laundry together. It hung loosely over your frame, hitting mid-thigh and creating an innocently sexy, ‘girl next door’ type of vibe. You undid the first few buttons of the V-neck, to show off just the right amount of cleavage. You opted for some mascara and pink chapstick, making your lips appear fuller. Thoroughly satisfied with your appearance, you exited your room and tiptoed excitedly down the hall.

Over the past eighteen months, as your friendship with Bucky had grown closer, the both of you had developed several traditions. Every Sunday you’d get together for pasta, you’d lift weights with each other three times a week, and Tuesday nights were spent on Bucky’s couch with abundant amounts of junk food while binge watching television shows. Unless there was a particularly lengthy mission for the team or some other out of the ordinary incident, neither of you ever bailed on your plans. And tonight, Valentine’s Day, was not about to be any different. You had been secretly ecstatic when Bucky double-checked you’d still be getting together for takeout and Netflix, despite the holiday.

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Don't just eat her out. Kiss her pussy lips, suck her clit, slurp her juices up, finger fuck her till she drip and make her body shiver while you make that pussy quiver. And when she screams, lick her all over while she creams

Am I the only one who finds it annoying on how inpatient some Mystic Messenger fans are? Like, IT’S THE 4TH OF AUGUST, CHILL THE FRICK OUT

One of my favorite hobbies is “Find the Tragic Antagonist”. It’s very simple:

1.) Play game, watch show/movie, read book etc.

2.) Locate tragic antagonist.

3.) Become irrationally attached to them and obsess over their damaged soul and sad decline into villainy. A++

Also: I am 110% sure that Samson has some weird unrequited hatecrush on Cullen.  He’s all, “I know I’m supposed to be fleeing because my nemesis has discovered our hideout but I’m going to stop and write a letter to my ex-roommate explaining my intentions and begging him to join me. Please see attached drawing of the two of us frolicking hand-in-hand through fields of red lyrium. Look how great everything would be if you were dating me instead of the Inquisition, Cullen. XOXO, Samson.” .

You’re not fooling anyone, Samson.  No one is fooled.

  • Blackwall: So is it true that the Knight Commander of Kirkwall became a … statue?
  • Varric: One hundred percent true. She is still bringing an extra level of horror to the Gallows.
  • Blackwall: You mean they haven’t moved her?
  • Varric: Well if they did that, then the children couldn’t play who is brave enough to touch Meredith.
  • Blackwall: They don’t really do that? Do they?
  • Varric: No… No one is brave enough to touch Meredith…
Diary of a Black Male: Entry #42

After you spend so much time around another person you start to expect certain things from them and at some point it becomes routine and your body just starts to react to it without you noticing it. My ex had been in an abusive relationship before we started dating. For the first couple months she would always flinch. She would flinch whenever I reached for something or flinched whenever I made any sudden movements. She even flinched a few times I was trying to hug her. For awhile I had to tell her what the hell I was going to do before I did anything so she wouldn’t be so afraid. She said I loved on her too aggressively. After a while that shit really started to annoy me because I couldn’t shake her from that habit.

A few months past and she eventually worked her way out of it. Our relationship grew stronger and eventually we moved in together– cohabitating or whatever. everything was all good. We spent so much time together. We had Red Box movie night. wings night, seafood night, and we even had our occasional night of Thai food ever so often. We really didn’t have a lot of friends so we would just chill at the crib and pop a bottle of wine– just the two of us. Those night got kind of crazy. One time we mix wine and alcohol. We were on a whole-nother level. Sex was A1 that night. She got stupid nasty that night. 

After that it really got to see how crazy she was though– in a good way. She was a real freak. Sometimes it really got out of hand. I was fingering her and I had to have all but my thumb in there digging her out and she grabs my hand and forces it up in there screaming harder. I’m just like gotdamn– my whole as hand though. Oh and one time I was in there with my ring and middle finger– tell me why she tried to break my shit. She tried to shove my hand up in there. My nigga, I’ve got a pinky and index finger too. I’m just like damn hold up! But this was nothing though. Like she freaky as hell. 

One day we were in Pet Smart and shit. It was over the summer. It was hot as fuck outside. I remember because she had on a sundress with nothing on underneath and I was watching that ass giggle when she walked. I was wearing a tank top and hooping shorts. On this particular day I wasn’t wearing compression shorts underneath– I had on those thin ass cotton boxers that kinda fit like shorts. So anyway, we walking around looking at shit for her aquarium. She bent over to look at a log for the tank or whatever. She’s looking at different shit then she calls me over there and asked me if I like the lil thing or whatever. So I’m looking and shit then she pulls me closer. Meanwhile she squatting and shit at this point. I guess she could see my dick through my shorts or whatever but she puts her mouth on the tip of my dick and started sucking my dick through my shorts. I shout out this sarcastic ass “chill” and she kept playing, then this old white lady walked past and she got up and started laughing. I swear the look on that white lady face though. 

I remember another time we where in line at the store or whatever. We were getting a few things to eat for the night. I was going to cook for her of course but anyway. We in line and I just so happen to be wearing the same type of underwear from that time at Pet Smart. She was standing in front of me in line rubbing her ass on my dick. I kept telling her to quit and once she felt my dick she gasped and was like “ohh, you nasty” and walked away– at this point my shit semi-hard and you definitely make out an entire penis. At first I was trying to hide it but the I was like fuck it, act cool, maybe no one would notice. The lady at the register saw my shit and she tried so hard not to make eye contact with me.I was just like fuck it, she saw it now.

So we get in the car and shit and she places her hand on my thigh then she moved it closer and closer until she felt my dick then act surprise when she felt a penis and gone tell me I’m nasty. I told her what the fuck she did in the store and how the cashier was looking. She start laughing and shit and was like maybe she thought you stole a hot pocket. My nigga, what! Did you just compare my dick to a damn hot pocket! 

But anyway, she be doing all this freaky shit in public. She was always reaching for my dick. Now every time women get close to me I either lean forward or slap their hand away because I think they bought to grab my dick. I’m so serious. This shit happens all the time. I don’t even have to think about it to do it. Let me be in the car with a chick and she reaches for something. My first instinct now is to slap her hand. They’ll be looking at me crazy like nigga what the hell is wrong with you, then I got to be like, “damn my bad, brought back flashback” Now I think every woman trying to touch my dick. I swear we could be in the grocery store and I could have on shorts– she would start stroking my shit through my pants. 

Everybody say they want a freaky girl but nobody ever tells you want happens after y’all don’t work out. Once she make your ass nasty, you nasty for life. 

Fun Fact: I simply found this picture in my archives one day; I had completely forgotten about its existence. I don’t even remember when I drew it, although the file says it was created on the 5th of May. I am spooked because never before has a finished image like this been completely wiped from my memory as this has done, and I’m lucky to have stumbled upon it because otherwise it would have disappeared into the recesses of existence.

So here y’all go. A hidden Chara of strange origins; stop being so freaky child jeezles.