have fun tonight guys

12.12 coda

“Are you fucking kidding me,” Dean gasps. He pulls Castiel’s jacket off with both hands and doesn’t even bother shutting the door behind him. No point anyway. He bites down on Castiel’s lip without being cute about it.

“Dean,” Castiel hisses, helpless. His hands hover uselessly out to the sides as Dean pushes him deeper into his bedroom.

“‘I love you?’” Dean accuses, squeezing Castiel’s hips with those rough beautiful hands so hard that it would probably bruise anyone else. “Just like that, in front of everyone,” he says. He shoves Castiel down, hard.

Castiel bounces a little on the bed, right against Dean’s chest, quickly descending down on his. He looks like he was the one that got hit by a truck, eyes wide open in the oncoming headlights. “Dean.

“Don’t,” Dean growls, ripping Castiel’s shirt open. Buttons scatter to the floor. His skin is pale, smooth, unblemished beneath the cotton. Soft and pliant where his nails dig into it. “You couldn’t even look me in the eye, you coward.”

Castiel can’t deny it or defend himself.

“Your last words,” Dean adds, dangerously close to a sob. “Were going to be…”

He pulls back from Castiel’s face and pants into his mouth. His nose brushes against Castiel’s in a kiss of its own. His lashes are wet.

“I love you,” he whispers.

Castiel reaches up and wraps his arms around Dean’s neck, drawing him into a hug. He knows, intuitively, that Dean isn’t repeating his own words from before. He’s just stating a fact.

And quite a personal one, from the way his lip quivers. The kind of fact that’s unwavering, heartfelt and secret but truer all the same as the seconds tick by, which makes it that much harder to confess to somebody else.

All the breath in Castiel’s body leaves him at once, painfully. Dean doesn’t give him the chance to say anything else before he surges forward again and kisses him, wet lashes cool against his skin. He’s gentler with it than before. His hands, still tacky with dried blood, come up to loosen Castiel’s tie. It slithers limply in his grip, cool and silky, and Castiel gasps when the fabric slides across his nipple. Dean bunches it in his grip against his knitted-back-together side.

“The… door,” Castiel sighs.

Dean turns his head and kisses his cheek. His ear. The bolt of his jaw. Dragging his warm, slack mouth along the rough skin of his neck. “Doesn’t matter,” he tells him.

That’s his serious voice.

Castiel swallows hard. Dean licks a long line up the column of his throat.

“Just be with me,” Dean pleads. His hands go to Castiel’s belt. “God, I really thought I was going to lose you,” he laughs, a little hoarse.

“I really thought I was going to die,” Castiel confesses, just on the right side of hysterical. He lifts his hips up just enough that Dean can pull his pants down over the swell of his ass. Castiel hesitantly reaches up and runs one hand through Dean’s hair.

He walks his fingers down until he’s cradling Dean’s face. Their eyes catch, and hold.

Without another word, Castiel starts divesting Dean of his clothing. They kiss and they kiss and they kiss until their faces rub raw with stubble burn and their lips are red and wet. 

The door stays ajar, and the sounds of their hushed and anguished moans echo like old ghosts through the halls.

BRACELET

Imagine starts at 55 seconds.

“You guys having fun?”

The thousands of cheers from around the sold out stadium echoes through the cool night, every single one directed towards Justin. It’s kind of crazy to think about it - that people literally spend hundreds of dollars just to see him from what probably is a shitty seat at the back of an arena, but at the same time its flattering, and by now I bet his rather used to it.

“I don’t know if you guys heard me, Are you guys having fun tonight?!” He repeats into the mic, fiddling with the gold chain bracelet around his hand.

Once again the stadium filled with screams and cheers from the beliebers, this time twice as loud. I watch as Justin let his eyes drift over to the side of the arena, and decides to yell “Top row, you guys having up there?!” And they continue to cheer.

Then the other side, “What about this side, you guys having fun up there?!”

A small smile fell onto his face as he leans back and removes the gum from his mouth muttering, “Alright, as long as were having fun. Just livin’ the moment.”

Then continues to move forward and lightly strum the first notes to Cold Water. A second later his hand moves back to his mouth, placing the gum he removed earlier back inside. I can’t help but roll my eyes at my boyfriends indecisiveness. Once more he continues to strum the guitar before for the third time, removing his hand and looking down onto the chain.

“This damn bracelet is annoying.”

Suddenly moving his wrist towards the guitar and using his bracelet to tap the strings while saying, “You see all this noise, I don’t like that noise. It sounds wrong. I’m not diggin’ it.”

I can’t help but smile. Its so cute when he just speaks his mind, and I can tell the crowd feels the same since I do notice a few people chuckling up the front.

Turning towards the wings of the stage, where Scooter, I and the backstage crew are all standing, he jokingly adds, “See Y/N this is your fault - Giving me this bracelet.”

After fumbling around with it for a while trying to remove it, he grumbles “Stupid bitch.” Under his breath, causing not only me but the crowd to laugh. “One second guys.” He announces.

While still attempting to take off the bracelet I bought him for our 3 year anniversary, he decides to make a witty joke, beginning it with, “Why did the chicken cross the road?”

The crowd actually responded with a whole lot of “Why’s?” And justin immediately respondes with “He wanted to get to the other side.”

A small smile cracks his lips as the crowd chuckles at his terrible joke and even chose to acknowledge how dumb it was by adding, “That was stupid.” then adds “but it was funny.”

Finally giving up, his head shoots up to look around the crowd asking “Does someone wanna come help me get this off my wrist?”

Girls from the crowd shoot up and cheer immediately with there hands in the air. As for Justin who is still sitting and waiting for someone come to his rescue. Scooter waists no time in suddenly beginning to push on my back, motioning me forward.

“What?”

“Go help him.” He demands with a smirk.

“What?!” My eyes trail down my body, instinctively cringing at my purpose sweatpants and staff hoodie I chose to wear. I looked terrible. “Nah-ah. No way.”

“Who cares about what your wearing, go help him!” He chuckles.

“I care! Plus I don’t wanna just walk out on stage! That’s scary.” I pout but scooter shows no remorse.

“Just go!” He puts his arms on my shoulders and pushes me out onto the stage. This time, I can’t turn back because by the way every one in the crowd has heightened there screams, they’ve definitely seen me.

I sigh and mentally note ‘there no turning back now’ before jogging forward over to the seat Justin was seated on by the edge. Justin’s eyes trail around the stage, looking for the reason the screams in the crowd have increased, and once seeing me making my way over, smiles and extends a hand for me to grab.

I don’t hesitate to reach for his gesture and quickly dash over to remove this bracelet as fast as I can so I can get off the stage as soon as possible. At first, Justin is no help at all. Instead, he begins rubbing my arm and trying to get me to sit and stay next to him. “Justin, stop fidgeting.” I laugh.

Justin shrugs his shoulders as if not having any idea what I was talking about before settling and begins cooperating with the process. This bracelet is so damn stubborn! But after some pull and tug, Justin says, “Pull it from this side.”

“Yeah, and you unclip it from over there.”

The crowd aw’s in affection at our teamwork.

As we work together and finally get the bracelet removed, I jump up in achievement and grab a hold of the bracelet myself. As I’m about to make my way back off stage, Justin grabs my arm and pulls me back pouting. “Stay.”

I chuckle nervously and take a glance at the screaming crowd in anticipation, finally turning back to Justin to shake my head.

“Oh c'mon!” He encourages, grabbing my hip and pulling me towards him. I fall onto the seat beside him, my back pressed against his side while his arm rest around my waist. “Have a little fun. I’ll sing you a nice sooong.” He coo’s as if I was a child. “give you a little kiiiss. We can cuddllle.”

“Shut up.” I chuckle to which Justin smiles.

“I’ll take that as a yes.”

Meanwhile, the crowd has hit the fan, their cheers going wild in a frenzy of excitement. Justin places his arm around my shoulders while using his hand to hold the right notes on the guitar neck. His other hand strumming lightly at the body.

After commenting about how terribly the guitar is tuned, he finally begins singing Cold water in a soft, melodic tone.

“Everybody gets high sometimes you know…What else can we do when were feelin’ low? - C'mon sing it with me baby!”

I chuckle at his enthusiasm and decide to not ruin the song and just keep my mouth shut, but frozen with a smile.

“So I wanna lay with you told I’m old!” He sang, causing my to furrow my eyebrows in confusion.

“Baby you sang it wrong.” I whispered into his side.

Still strumming the guitar, he looks over at me “Really? I did? Well then how does it go?”

“It goes, ’What else can we do when were feelin’ low? So take a deep breath and let it go -…” I quickly sing as Justin smirks.

I hadn’t realised that justin had actually moved the mic towards me, causing my voice to echo throughout the entire arena, the crowd cheering like crazy in the background while Justin smirked menacingly.

“Hey!” I pouted. “You stuffed the lyrics on purpose!”

“How’d you know?” He chuckled sarcastically. “Well, since you started it you gotta finish. C'mon baby lets go!”

With a sigh, I finally decided to just give in and continue with Justin. “And if you feel your sinking….”

In the Rough

part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5 (you are here), part 6, based on @skygemspeaks’s prompt



Previously: As soon as Yuuri has settled into his role as Prince Victor’s personal bodyguard, his childhood friend Prince Phichit appears. Yuuri fears for his secret, as there is no doubt that his friend will be more than surprised to find Yuuri here, in the palace of the Nikiforovs.

Yuuri’s blood runs cold when he hears the crier announce the incoming royal.

“Presenting His Royal Highness, Crown Prince of the Southeast, Phichit Chulalont!”

Of all the royals that could possibly be visiting during Yuuri’s tenure here, the only one that could possibly be worse than Phichit would be Mari. He and Prince Phichit (affectionately dubbed Phichan by a three year old Yuuri) have been friends since Phichit was born, and there’s no one in the world that knows Yuuri better. They played together as children, and rode together during their many visits to each other’s respective kingdoms. They even lived together for a time, when they took a few years to travel for their schooling. In fact, it’s not uncommon (or wasn’t uncommon, Yuuri guiltily thinks) for the two of them to sleep in the same bed; they’ve been doing it since they were children. At one point Yuuri’s parents had even wondered whether the two of them should be betrothed, but they both vehemently refused. They were much better off as friends, they knew. Besides, Phichit is in love with one of his guards, which Yuuri mercilessly teases (teased) him about regularly.

Yuuri has no doubt that Phichit has been made aware of his disappearance, but he also remembers writing the boy several letters when Mari first started to pull away. He can only hope that when– not if –Phichit recognizes him, that he manages to put the two together before he exposes Yuuri.

Luckily, Victor is still not here (though he will be soon) and the Tzar is overseeing Prince Yuri’s lessons after one too many ditching attempts. For once, Yuuri is alone in the throne room.

By the time Phichit and his entourage (Seung-Gil, Leo, and Guang-Hong, all of whom Yuuri knows well) arrive in a throne room, Yuuri is kneeling, as is proper. He’s sweating from nerves, and it’s all he can do to keep his voice from shaking when he speaks in Phichit’s native language, accent near perfect from years of practice.

“I formally apologize for making you wait. His Highness will be here soon, so please, make yourself comfortable.”

He hears Phichit’s sharp intake of breath and knows he’s been found out. “On your feet, soldier. Let me see your face.”

Slowly, so slowly, Yuuri rises to face him. He can hear footsteps coming from a direction of Victor’s bedchambers, and meets Phichit’s eyes desperately. In the few seconds that it takes for Victor and Otabek to reach a throne room, the two of them reach a silent agreement, a complex conversation that’s only possible because of how well they know each other.

A wide-eyed, desperate look. I’ll explain everything, I promise.

A look of disbelief. Yuuri, is it really you?

Lowered eyes for just a second. Later. I’ll tell you everything, just please play along.

The barest hint of tears. I missed you.

Bowed head. …I missed you too, Phichan.

A hand on the shoulder. You’ll explain later?

A tiny nod. I swear.

A light squeeze on the shoulder before pulling away. Okay.

The other three pairs of eyes widen in recognition as well, but they stay silent. If their prince isn’t going to say anything, Yuuri is sure that they won’t either; those men are nothing if not loyal.

“Yuuri,” Victor whines, jumping on his back with his entire bodyweight. “I missed you!”

Yuuri can’t help but glance over at Phichit self-consciously. The boy looks amused, eyebrow raised and arms crossed. Yuuri can read him like a book, but he can’t afford to react any differently from how he normally would, or Otabek may suspect something.

He pries Victor off gently but firmly. “Victor, you’re being extremely rude. Besides, it’s been less than an hour since I saw you last.”

“An hour too long,” Victor says, kissing Yuuri’s hand dramatically. Yuuri privately agrees with him, but that’s an issue for another time, especially since Victor is just teasing. “Though I suppose you’re right. I apologize, Your Highness. Welcome back to our palace. I assume that your trip went without issue?”

“Of course.” Phichit says with a mischievous smile, glancing at Yuuri for a fraction of a second. “I’m more than glad to be back, especially now that I’m finally here. I see you’ve inducted a new member of your staff.”

Victor’s grin is blinding, and Yuuri doesn’t know how to process it. He’s noticed that Victor carries himself like a man who has known loneliness; it seems as though he’s attached to Yuuri in the same way that a child would attach itself to a blanket. “Isn’t he great? So polite and well behaved. I’m proud to call him my personal bodyguard.”

“May I ask his name?” Phichit’s eyes sparkle with concealed mirth that Yuuri is sure only he can see.

“Of course!” Victor claps his hands once in excitement; he always does seem to enjoy showing Yuuri off. “His name is Yuuri Nishigori, of Yutopia. He saved my life in the forest, so I decided to bring him here and give him a job as a reward.”

Guang-Hong laughs when he hears Yuuri’s “name,” but manages to cover it up as a cough. “Excuse me.”

Yuuri gives him a severe look. Don’t forget I know about your affair with Leo. Not, of course, that Phichit would care, but it’s nice to have some blackmail material on his friends once in a while.

“Excuse my guard, he’s laughing at my antics. I must admit to some deception, Prince Victor,” Phichit says with a small grin.

Victor raises and eyebrow in that way that Yuuri has noticed means that he’s mildly amused. “Oh?”

Phichit nods. “You see, Yuuri and I have already met.”

Oh no, Phichit please no. Yuuri’s grip on the hilt of his sword anxiously.

“It’s a story quite similar to yours, actually.” Phichit smiles at Yuuri. I’ve got this. “I was travelling the continent for school a few years ago, and I wandered from the caravan of boredom. I found a view I particularly liked and wandered too close to the edge of a cliff. Your guard saved my life.”

Yuuri remembers that day, actually. Phichit had scared the life out of him, wandering off like that.

“Phichan, why would you go so close to the edge? You could have died!” Yuuri could feel his heartbeat in his throat. “If I’d lost you…”

Phichit was shaking, his usual grin far from his face. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”

“In fact, we became friends soon after.” Well, that’s a bold-faced lie, but Yuuri can’t expect anything different if he wants to keep his secret safe.

Victor looks at Yuuri with wide eyes. “Wow! My Yuuri is so amazing, why didn’t you tell me that you knew another royal?”

I know several, actually. Phichit just happens to be the one that’s here. “It, uh, it never came up, I suppose.”

“You were named for the missing prince, right Yuuri?” Phichit cuts in.

When Yuuri nods, Victor looks confused. “What do you mean, missing prince?”

“Ah, I forget how cut off this country is from its neighbors,” Phichit says, looking apologetic and slightly sad. The sadness, Yuuri can tell, is entirely real. He feels a sharp twinge of guilt about causing it. “Yutopia’s prince, Yuuri Katsuki, went missing several months past. He’s a very dear friend of mine.”

There’s a short period of silence, where Yuuri is sure that Victor is trying to find the appropriate words to respond to a revelation like this.

“Victor, if I may make a suggestion,” Otabek says, startling them all. “Pardon my intrusion into your conversation, but perhaps, for the duration of the prince’s stay, Nishigori should stay with his company. It may make the prince more comfortable, and I am willing to take over for him for and few days.”

Yuuri blinks. Otabek has just opened a way for him to spend time with Phichit and explain himself, without even knowing what he was doing.

He’s sure that Victor is about to protest, but there’s a distinct moment when any protests die. The look of absolute gratitude on Phichit’s face could melt a heart of stone.

“I… I suppose… that would be fine,” Victor manages. His hesitation confuses Yuuri, but the confusion is overpowered by something else.

He only vaguely notices the glances Victor keeps sneaking at him for the rest of the night, and he doesn’t think about what they mean. He’s going to miss spending time with Victor one on one, but it’s only for a few days. Besides, Phichit is going to be spending a lot of time in a presence of the royal family anyway, so things won’t be so different.

As soon as the two of them close the door to Phichit’s bedchamber later that night, Yuuri finds himself being tackled on all sides by four overexcited men. Leo, Guang-Hong, and Seung-Gil look skeptical when Yuuri explains his reasons for vanishing, but Phichit– Phichan, who knows how Yuuri’s mind works, who knows everything about him –nods and understands. He swears to keep the secret, as long as Yuuri promises in turn to be home in time for his sister’s coronation.

It’s enough, for now.

Pit-A-Pat (Part 1)

Originally posted by mvssmedia

fuckboy!jungkook // high school au

Pairing: Jungkook X Reader

Genre: Smuttish, Romance

Word Count: 3.1K

Description: It all started when Jeon Jungkook moved into the house next door during the first year of high school. His popularity was given as his looks are extraordinary, and not to mention his outstanding grades. Everyone thinks of Jungkook as the perfect person with his good looks, perfect grades, and rich parents. However, Y/N thinks apart from that.

A/N: This wasn’t supposed to be a series but oops. 

MASTERLIST


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260317 SWC V LA

Onew didn’t grab his mic for replay so key ran after him and handed it to him ㅋㅋ
cr: keyoemi

someone in the front was recording and key got right up in her camera rip that girl 😱😱😱
cr: keyoemi

TAEMIN IS ON ONE! HE DID 3 SPINS IN THE MIDDLE OF FEEL GOOS & ALMOST HIT MINHO😂😂I feel like hes gonna bust out his clothes
cr: ontaekey_

Minho: Welcome to SHINee World!

Key: We’ve always wanted to come here for a shinee world concert, right? Not for kcon, not for a kpop concert. I wanted to come for a swc.

Taemin: Today is the last day of the North America show so let’s fire it up!

Taemin: We had a lot of good meals to eat.
Key: We had In n Out

Key:This is real guys. You are not watching youtube right now.

Jonghyun: You are so passionate today. We thought deeply how we should show you our performance this time. I’m honored that you are the last audience that we are performing to.

Interpreter: you guys are very passionate today.
Taemin (in English): you guys are… very… passionate today

Jinki: the louder your cheers, the better we are!
Crowd: *loses their shit*
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Taemin: We will do our best until the end of the show today

Jonghyun: We are going back to Korea tomorrow.. so sad. Taemin learned so much english.

Minho: I really miss LA.. actually today, i watched NBA. Actually i’m.. lakers fan.. my favorite basketball player is Kobe Bryant… but today lakers dont have a game.. but i watched la clippers… but they lose.. today i ate hotdog and in n out… SHINee like In n Out

Key said Minhos jersey was $300 and Minho said “shhh the price is secret” lol
cr: yitaem

Key was trying to recall some lyrics from LaLa land to sing but was having trouble so Minho said “are you ok?”
cr: yitaem

Key told us not to miss the power Ranger movie
cr: yitaem

they were talking about the movie la la land and key and minho were trying to copy the poses from the movie poster. before that minho was talking about basketball and key was like “i know nothing about basketball so what did you do today”
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Minho just dabbed and now MinKey are making silly poses together pfffft
cr: keyoemi

MINHO: *talks about sports*
Key: “I don’t know what your talking about anyways what did you eat today”
😂😂😂😂
cr: ontaekey_

Key: What were you guys talking about?
Taemin: Why you come hurry.

Key: what were you guys talking about?
Taemin (in English): why you.. come.. hurry. Please call.. your friend.. minho
cr: TrashyJongTae

Jinki: I would like to come back to see you again. its only 13 hours

Taemin:The reason i like LA so much is because the weather is so great. I hope i could come back again to see you all. thank you

Jonghyun: Thank you so much for cheering us on. it was all thanks to you that we could finish so well.

Interpreter:let’s take a picture!
Taemin (in English): let’s take a picture!
Taemin (in korean): let’s take a picture outside!
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Taemin doing an impression of Key
Taemin: ARE YOU GUYS HAVING FUN TONIGHT???
then hides face behind hood
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Jinki: Please put it down (the banners) so we can see your face
Minho: 1, 2, 3 CHEESEuu~
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Lonely Hearts Club (One Shot)

Pairings: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Jealous Bucky, tons of smut (NSFW)

Word Count: 3195

Summary: Y/N is set on not going to the Lonely Hearts party with Wanda and Nat. After a humiliating breakup in front of the team, she wants to get through this Valentine’s Day as quickly and painlessly as possible. That is until Bucky helps convince her that the party may not be a bad idea after all.

Author’s Notes: This is my first all out smut piece. So… um… yeah.  I seriously hate Valentine’s Day with a passion.

Originally posted by wintersoulja

Originally posted by perfectfeelings

“Oh come on Y/N! Please come out with us tonight!” Wanda begged from the couch. I rolled my eyes playfully as she launched one of Tony’s throw pillows in my direction.

“You know it’s going to actually be a lot of fun,” Nat chastised.

I grimaced at the thought. “But I hate Valentine’s Day – I would rather just stay here and binge watch Netflix with a bottle or two of wine,” I complained. It was true – I absolutely hated Valentine’s Day – especially after being dumped on New Year’s Eve in front of everyone. I really just wanted to wallow in my loneliness and get through the day as painlessly as possible. “What’s the party theme again?” I asked cautiously – I didn’t want to give them false hope that they would no doubt latch onto.

“It’s a lonely hearts party. It will be a lot of fun! You can wallow and party with all the single people,” Nat chuckled as Wanda bobbed her head excitedly.

“That sounds so stupid,” I groaned in exasperation. I knew it was all in vain. There was no way I could get myself out of going.

“What are you all talking about?” Bucky’s voice came from behind me causing me to jump and turn a deep shade of scarlet.

Nat snickered at my reaction as Wanda launched into her sale’s pitch of the party. She was hell-bent on talking everyone into it if she could. After listening patiently Bucky turned to look at me – his eyes narrowing slightly, “Are you going?” he asked carefully.

My heart did a backflip. Was he asking to mock me or because he wanted to go if I was going? I swallowed thickly before answering. “Um well… I guess,” I answered defeated as he smirked slightly.

“I guess Steve and I can tag along too. We don’t have anything else to do. You know Sam will be down if there are single chicks there,” he shrugged slightly before sauntering out of the room. My eyes remained glued to him unapologetically as I watched the way his muscles moved under the thin fabric of his shirt.

“EARTH TO Y/N,” Nat called from above me.

“Er what?” I asked embarrassed. I could feel the blush creeping up my neck and face again. They had totally just caught me.

“Are you done eye-fucking Bucky or should we give you a minute?” Nat chuckled as I gasped. She had my full attention now. “We’re leaving at 7 – make sure you’re ready on time!” she added. I shook my head nervously as I chewed on my bottom lip.


It was always impossible to not notice Bucky – mainly because of his sheer physical presence, but I had found myself especially distracted by him in the last few weeks. When Jonathan had dumped me at Tony’s New Year’s party Bucky had been the one to physically remove him, maybe a little too physically, out of the party. A week later I had a dreamed about Bucky – which had caused me to wake up saying his name, and covered in sweat. Since then I couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like to feel his mouth against my lips and other places.

I tried my damnedest to not gawk, but found it increasingly difficult when he walked around in nothing but his low cut sweats, which happened to be a staple of his wardrobe. One day I unwillingly took a roundhouse kick to the head in the training room because I had grown distracted by the way his muscles tensed as he sparred with Steve. That had gotten his attention some how and he had gone out of his way to make me as uncomfortable as possible. Sitting closer to me on the couch, brushing his leg against mine under the dinner table; the torment seemed endless, but he never made a move. Each time he caught my eyes on him the corner of his mouth would twitch into a smirk.

The idea of him going to the party made me both excited and nervous as I readied myself. I changed at least twenty times before becoming frustrated and stomping down the hallway to Wanda’s apartment in search of something to wear. I always had a little anxiety when I went to her for fashion advice and tonight was no different as I walked out of her apartment wearing a very short black sequin dress with black pumps.

“You look amazing!” She assured me as we both walked down the hall towards the common room where we were going to meet the others. I shot her a side-eye without speaking, and she blushed. “You wore your good lingerie, right?” She whispered as we neared the room.

“Oh for Christ’s sake Wanda!” I exclaimed, a little too loud, as we neared the group effectively drawing attention to myself.

“Damn Y/N!” Sam exclaimed as the others looked up, but I was focused on one person’s reaction. Bucky’s eyes looked at me appreciatively for a moment as he bit his bottom lip slightly before turning to say something to Steve.

Well maybe I didn’t look as good as Sam thought after all.


We arrived at the party when it was already in full swing. Bucky had effectively ignored me the entire ride which had soured my mood. I had only come because he had seemed genuinely interested in if I was going. Upon entering the venue, I immediately grabbed Wanda’s hand and we made a beeline straight to the bar.

“The only way I’m getting through tonight is if I’m hammered,” I muttered to her miserably as the bartender slid us both two shot glasses of tequila.

“Oh come on Y/N! There are a lot of cute guys here – let’s just have fun tonight. No regrets!” she exclaimed before we threw back our shots and ordered more.

Fifteen minutes, and several shots of tequila later I had put Bucky to the back of my mind. Wanda was right – after a month of wallowing I deserved to have some fun. I scanned through the crowd in search of a cute guy to dance with before locking eyes with Bucky, who had a girl hanging all over him. I grimaced – I guess I had misread all the subtle remarks he had made towards me. Worse yet, maybe he had just been fucking with me as some sort of joke. Anger sparked in me as I took my eyes from him and continued to scan the room— finally finding a man across the dance floor who smiled warmly at me before making his way towards the bar.

“Care to dance?” he asked casually as he offered me his hand.

I smiled at him politely. “I would love to,” I answered as I placed my hand in his and turned my eyes slightly towards Bucky’s direction. He was watching me like a hawk and didn’t seem very pleased. Serves you damn well – I thought to myself as I followed the man to the dance floor.

As the man and I danced my worries began to melt away. I was actually having fun for the first time in a long time. I felt free as I enjoyed the company of my partner while our bodies swayed together with the music. As he spun me out from him I felt cool metal wrap around my wrist – I turned in surprise to come face to face with Bucky. “Care if I cut in?” he asked cockily as he pulled me into him. After taking in the sight of Bucky the man shrugged in defeat, not wishing to anger the super soldier.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” I hissed between my teeth as I tried to push him away.

He chuckled at my feeble attempt and pulled me closer. “I’m dancing with you,” he responded – a hint of humor in his eyes.

“Well I don’t want to dance with you,” I spat as I pushed him away again. This time his arms fell from me as the trace of humor in his face vanished. I turned on my heel, determined to get far away from him, and fled towards the exit as I internally chastised myself for coming to the stupid party in the first place.


Once I was outside I leaned my back onto the brick building as I sighed heavily. I would have to try to get a cab which would be next to impossible on Valentine’s Day. I huffed as I pushed off the brick wall and walked to the edge of the sidewalk – luckily just in time for a cab to pull up to drop off more party goers. I gratefully slid into the vacant backseat and was about to give the driver the address before the back door opened and Bucky slid in beside me.

“Oh no you don’t. This is my cab!” I exclaimed in exasperation. “Find your own cab!”

“Doll – do you know how hard it is to find a cab in this city on Valentine’s Day?” he responded with a laugh.

“Get out now!” I demanded.

“Or what? You’ll walk all the way to Stark Tower?” he laughed as I scoffed. “How about this,” he added as he raised his hands in defense. “I’ll pay since you spent all your money on tequila.” I blushed at this. In my anger I had forgotten that I had absolutely no money with me.

“Fine,” I muttered as Bucky joyfully gave the address to the driver.

We rode in silence for part of the journey as I fumed beside Bucky. Now that I was alone with him I was finding it increasingly difficult to be angry at him. His proximity to me was enough to make my heart race.

He shifted beside me causing me to turn to face him. “I’m sorry, doll,” he muttered sheepishly. There was no humor in his eyes at this – he was genuinely apologizing. “I saw you with him and I…. well I got jealous,” he shrugged apologetically.

I could feel my face flush at this revelation as my heart threatened to actually jump out of my chest. “If… if you were jealous why didn’t you…” I began to ask but he cut me off.

“Look – I don’t know how to do this… I mean… I’ve um not been chaste since I’ve been with the Avengers… but I don’t know how to…” he broke off flustered. He was usually so well composed that his behavior was throwing me off.

“How to what, Buck?” I asked as my hand grazed over his.

“How to be with someone for more than a night,” he muttered embarrassed as he adverted his gaze from me.

“Well step one is to not be a giant ass,” I retorted which made him genuinely laugh as he turned to look at me again.

“Forgive me please?” he asked.

“I’m sure you can make it up to me,” I whispered as I grazed my fingers playfully over his. His breath hitched slightly at the contact. His eyes darkened with lust as his fingers grasped mine.

“How can I make it up to you?” he whispered – his hot breath tickling my skin as he nuzzled his face into the crook of my neck. It was enough to remind me of the growing feeling that was pooling between my legs. I knew exactly how he could make it up to me. Suddenly the cab just wasn’t moving fast enough for me.

I was flustered at his advances. He chuckled into my ear as he nibbled on the lobe – causing me to yip in surprise. He pulled away only slightly when the cab driver checked on us in his rearview mirror. As soon as the driver’s attention was back on the road Bucky resumed his assault on all my senses. His metal hand gently pushed my legs apart as his fingers travelled lazily up my inner thigh. They made their slow ascent tantalizing close to the underwear that I knew were already soaked through. I instinctively bucked my hips slightly – aching for some sort of contact with him. He chuckled lightly as he pushed me back into the seat. “Patience,” he whispered as his fingers played with my panty line. I didn’t want patience – all I wanted was for him to be inside of me – I wanted to know how it felt for him to fill me with himself.

“Bucky,” I whimpered so lowly that only he could hear.

“Shhh,” he cooed as he touched me through the lace of my underwear. “Mmm so wet for me.” I nodded my head enthusiastically as I bucked my hips in desperation again. Hoping for more. Bucky clicked his tongue at me as he pushed my hips sternly back into the seat. “Dancing with another man to make me jealous,” he chuckled as he began peppering my neck with kisses. “What am I going to do with you?” he whispered tantalizingly into my ear. It was less like a question and more like a promise. Suddenly his hand quickly pushed my underwear to the side as he slid a metal finger into me – eliciting a groan that I tried to cover with a cough. “Mmm,” he sighed as he pulled his finger out and gave me a wink before casually sticking it  into his mouth and licking it clean. “Just how I imagined,” he chuckled as the cab pulled to the curb next to Stark Tower. I would have lost it then and there if it hadn’t been for the cabbie speaking to Bucky as he handed him his change.

The walk into the building was a blur. I only had a singular desire – to get Bucky back to my room and fuck the life out of him. As the elevator doors closed it was my turn to take him by surprise. I crashed my body into his – pressing myself to him tightly as my lips found his in a clash of tongues, and teeth. He moaned lightly as he pressed his hips into me – allowing me to feel the full extent of his erection. I broke away from him when the ding of the elevator alerted us that we had made it to our floor. I hastily grabbed his hand and began dragging him to my room. He stopped me short at his door. “How about we go to my room?” he whispered to me.

“Sure,” I shrugged. I didn’t care where we were as long as we were horizontal soon.  When he opened the door I gasped – his bedroom was covered in lit candles and flowers. He pulled me in with a grin on his face – closing the door quickly behind me. “Is this for… me?” I asked amazed.

“I wasn’t expecting quite what happened tonight but I wanted to do something special for you. You deserve…” he was cut off by my lips crashing against his. He chuckled into our kiss as he guided me to the bed. I laid myself on it as he positioned himself over me and gently lowered himself so I could feel the weight of his body. The feeling of his erection pushing against my thigh made me moan as I ground my hips into his. “What do you want?” he whispered lightly as he broke away from our kiss.

“You,” I whispered as my hands slid under his shirt – feeling the grooves of his muscular frame.

“Your wish is my command, doll,” he chuckled as his hands lifted up my dress slowly. Once he had managed to completely remove it he pulled back with a smirk on his face.

“What?” I asked flustered and embarrassed.

“You’re just so fucking beautiful,” he whispered as his hands caressed every inch of my body. “You deserve to be worshiped,” he murmured as he peppered my breasts with kisses while his hands pulled away my underwear. I bucked my hips again at the contact of his cold metal fingers with my clit. “Do you like that?” he mumbled as he inserted a finger into me slowly pulling it in and out as his thumb rubbed in circular motions, causing my wetness to grow. My breath hitched as he quickened the pace of his finger – adding another for good measure. I could feel my walls tightening as my body built up for a spectacular orgasm. Bucky could sense it too. He quickly pulled his fingers from me and dipped his head between my legs bringing his mouth to me and licking up my wetness. I twisted my fingers into his hair as I bucked my hips one last time – driving his tongue deeper into me. That’s all it took. I spilled over onto his face as he hummed appreciatively.

He pulled away wiping his face on the back of his hand as he quickly removed his pants finally releasing what I had been wanting to see. I gasped at the sight of him as he turned to me with a smirk before resuming his place on top of me. “You’re sure?” he whispered as he looked at me.

“God yes. Bucky, fuck me,” I pleaded as I spread my legs to accommodate him. He lined himself up and thrust himself into me quickly. I groaned in pleasure – being full of him felt as good as I had imagined. I began to roll my hips as he glided in and out of me.

“God, you feel amazing,” he groaned as he unclasped my bra and played with my breasts. I shifted so he could enter deeper and he moaned with appreciation. “What do you want doll?” he asked – his eyes clouded with desire.

“I want you to have your way with me,” I responded with a smirk as I rolled my hips – eliciting another moan. That’s all he needed. Bucky began thrusting into me with an intensity that caused the tightness to coil in my muscles again.

“I want you to cum for me again,” he whispered into my ear as he pounded into me faster and deeper. I was so close I couldn’t waste time responding.

I tipped over the edge again as I called out his name. He moaned my name as my orgasm caused his own climax. He froze for a moment before pulling himself out and laying on his back. He gathered me into his arms and we laid in silence as our breathing slowed.

“I’ve been wanting to do that for a long time,” he finally admitted with a grin.

“Me too,” I responded as I snuggled my head shyly into his neck.

“Well we probably should do it more often,” he chuckled.

“I agree, but maybe tonight we can snuggle and watch Netflix?” I asked tentatively. My body wasn’t ready for round two.

Bucky chuckled as his fingers drew patterns up and down my back. “Whatever you want, doll. As long as I get to spend time with you…. I’m okay with anything.”

“Careful what you say Sargent Barnes,” I giggled as I squeezed him tightly.

He chuckled at my warning. “Happy Valentine’s Day, Y/N,” he whispered into my hair as I drifted to sleep.


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His Shirt

Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader
Words:  1273

This is just a fluffy wedding night one shot that I wanted to write. 
Warning: There is mention of le smut, but it’s not really there, there.

A/N: If you want tagged in anything let me know.



          You were laughing as you watched your husband dancing with his buddies at your wedding. You couldn’t believe this day had finally come. You were now married to your best friend. You were the luckiest woman alive.

           Chris looked over and caught your eyes, immediately making his way over to where you were watching him, “Come on, Beautiful,” he held his hand out to you.

           “You’re dancing with the guys,” you said.

           “I want to dance with my wife,” he insisted, pulling you to your feet.

           “I love that,” you smiled as he pulled you into his arms, against his solid chest.

           “That you’re my wife?” he grinned, kissing you.

           You nodded, “I can’t believe today actually happened.”

           “Well, believe it, Baby,” he smiled, twirling the two of you around, “Today is the first day of the rest of our lives.”

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Blind Date

Summary: After plenty of failed blind dates, there’s one that finally works out, thanks to a stranger.

Characters: Reader x Tom Holland + squad

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1,722

A/N: I can’t take credit for the plot because it was all Okina’s (@gounderoos) idea! I honestly didn’t think I could write this out so fast, but it was such an easy one to write for some reason. Enjoy!


Ever since you started having crushes in middle school, you were open to having that innocent love that all your friends seemed to have. However, you struggled and were never able to get to that level. As you got older, you thought that love would come your way eventually, but it never did. You attended homecoming and prom, third wheeling with your best friend and boyfriend, who were always too kind to you and never made you feel awkward about the situation. You were just unfortunate to be that person who was open to dating, but no one ever approached you. You didn’t know why because you knew you were a good person, more than average in appearance, you thought, and an overall vibrant personality.

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Top 5 Donald Glover Performances In Derrick Comedy

Donald Glover is a Renaissance Man.

The actor/writer/music artist has had a stellar personal season with the success of Atlanta and his latest album Awaken, My Love.

But I remember noticing Glover’s talent before he became Earn, Troy, or Childish. Back in the saloon days of YouTube, Derrick Comedy—a New York based trio featuring Glover, Domminick Dierkes, D.C. Pierson—were making my friends and I laugh heartily in our dorm rooms. And with each sketch, Glover was also making his presence known.

So I went on YouTube this week, and started listing my favorite Donald Glover performances in Derrick Comedy.

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1.Don’t Jerk Off To This

It’s subtle, well the jokes are. The set up is anything but that, as it takes a herculean effort for three friends not masturbate to a bowl of fruit. It’s the don’t press that red button scenario except with fruit and genitals.

Right.

Normally I would have given an honorable mention to this sketch in place of Girls Are Not To Be Trusted, but it’s Glover’s dialogue to his friend Thomas as he catches him going for the bowl of fruit.

As his friends sneaks his way to the coveted bowl, there is Glover’s character, drink in hand, waiting in the dark for his pawn like some expectant predator in a psychological thriller, delivering a dialogue that would seem diabolical if not capped off with “…bring it to me so that I can jerk off to it.”

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Horny : Joe Sugg Smut

(basically y/n and joe are best friends and end up complaining to each other about how horny they are)


You and Joe climb out of the uber, after a night out, bother very intoxicated. Everyone else decided to back to the Maynard/Pieters flat but you and Joe were feeling too tired to continue the party. After a lot of trips and small giggles, you both made it up to Joe’s flat.

“I can not believe that girl slapped Jack,” You laughed, thinking back to what had happened earlier. “She was so angry!”

Joe laughed along with you. “To be fair he probably deserved it, apparently he’s been leading her on for months.”

“Doesn’t surprise me.” You laughed again, walking over to sofa.

You kicked off your shoes and sat back on the sofa. Joe went over to the kitchen, grabbing two bottles out of the fridge.

“Really, Joe? I thought you were ready for bed?”

“I was,” Joe grinned, opening the bottles and walking over to you. “But not anymore.”

Before he sat down with you, he turned on the TV and grabbed the remote control, flicking the channel onto something you’ve never watched before. You took a few sips of your beer before placing it on the coffee table.

“So, did you have a good night?” Joe asked, moving closer to you. You placed your head on his shoulder as he put his arm around you, using his other arm to take a sip of his beer. This was normal for you and Joe, you have been best friends for as long as you can remember and often cuddle like this.

“Yeah it was good, you?” You replied, inhaling Joe’s well known scent that you loved.

“It was good.” He nodded, followed by a sigh. You had known Joe long enough to be able to tell when something was wrong.

“Whats up, babe?” You asked, using the usual pet name you call him.

“I don’t know…” Joe stammered as he sighed again.

“Joe,” You pleaded as you sat up to look at him. “Tell me.”

“You might think i’m being weird.” He told you.

“Shut up, Joe. I already know you’re weird. Just tell me, please.”

“Fine…” He put his beer on the coffee table next to yours. “I’ve just been so fucking horny lately. I was hoping to bring someone back tonight but I was just having fun with you and the guys I just forgot.”

This was something you and Joe had never really discussed before. Sex. You could feel a blush creep onto your face as you realised you were exactly the same. You had spent so much time at Joe’s recently, the countless times he had walked around in just his towel, his wet body on show. Or in the mornings when comes walking into the kitchen in just his boxers with messy hair and his deep morning voice that made you throb. You can’t say you haven’t touched yourself to the thought of him. He was just so attractive, you had never really noticed it before.

“See, this is weird isn’t it?” Joe panicked.

“No, Joe, I-” You didn’t really know what to say. It kind of turned you on that Joe was sat in front of you feeling very horny.

“What?” Joe asked, being able to tell you had something on your mind.

“I don’t know, really. The single life just really sucks sometimes, doesn’t it?”

“What do you mean?” He raised an eyebrow.

“When you just feel so horny all the time and no one is there to satisfy you. Even when you do find people in the club or whatever, they’re not even that good in bed half the time. It sucks.” You sighed.

“It’s weird, I’ve never thought you get sexually frustrated.” Joe laughed.

“Oh believe me, I do. I really do. I just have to take matters into my own hands most of the time.” You blurted. You already felt like you’ve said to much.

“Oh, really?” Joe raised his eyebrow again. “Do you touch yourself often, Y/N?”

You didn’t really know whether it was the effect of all the alcohol you had consumed tonight or the fact Joe was sat right there with his shirt unbuttoned dangerously low, revealing his bare chest.

“I- I guess.” You stuttered, becoming a little shy.

“What do you think about? When you get yourself off?” Joe shifted in his seat as he asked you this. You couldn’t help but notice the bulge starting to form in his jeans.

“Uh… Different things really.” You said quickly.

“Tell me. Tell me about the last time you touched yourself.” He smirked.

Oh no. You already knew you were going to tell him the truth. You were too drunk to hide anything.

“I was here. In the shower.” You squeaked out.

“Fuck,” Joe groaned, running a hand through his hair as he looked back at you. “What did you think about?”

“Joe- I…” You hesitated.

“Please, Y/N, tell me.” He pleaded, as if he really needed to know this.

“You.” You mumbled as you looked down at your hands. You could not believe you were actually admitting this to your best friend.

You felt Joe freeze as he didn’t say anything. When you looked up, you noticed the huge bulge in his jeans as he stared at you, mouth hanging open.

“Sorry, Joe, I-” Joe cut you off as he cupped your face, pressing his lips against yours. Kissing Joe felt even better than you had imagined. You wrapped your arms around his neck as the kiss got very heated. He moved down to your neck, marking it as you moaned out.

“Fucking hell, Y/N, I have wanted you for so long you have no idea.” He groaned as he unzipped your dress and slid it off your body.

You continued kissing as he pushed you back onto the sofa and hovered over you, kissing all down your neck and chest until he got to your panties.

“What was I doing when you thought about me?” Joe asked as sat back, unbuttoning the rest of his shirt.

“I thought about you on your bed, touching yourself.” You rushed out, wanting Joe to touch you again.

“Well, babe, I do that a lot,” He hovered back down and kissed you before whispering in your ear. “To the thought of us fucking.”

“Joe, please.” You whined as your hands went to his jeans.

“What do you want, Y/N?” He growled in your ear.

“I want you to fuck me… Please!” You begged, feeling yourself getting damper by the second.

Joe removed his jeans and went to your panties, pulling them off and spreading your legs.

“Shit, Y/N, your soaked.” He chuckled as his fingers went to your clit, causing you to moan out his name.

Joe pushed his middle finger into you slowly, driving you crazy. As he pumped in and out you cried out for him. The pleasure was insane and watching Joe above you, making you feel like this give you butterflies.

“I can’t wait to be inside of you.” Joe mumbled as he kissed you again. You couldn’t help but moan onto his lips as he sent pleasure all through your body.

When Joe moved away from you, you were beyond confused and the loss of contact made you whine.

“Relax, babe, i’m getting a condom.” He told you as he smiled at you. Joe reached for his wallet a pulled one out, quickly ripping it open.

As he pulled his boxers down, you were shocked by how big he actually was. You didn’t really expect him to be that big. Joe rolled the condom on and pumped himself a few times before hovering back over you and lining up.

“Are you sure?” Joe asked as he caught your lips with his own, rubbing his tip along your core.

“Yes, Joe. Please.” You replied and so he pushed into you. It took you a little bit of time to get used to his size but when you finally adjusted, Joe picked up the pace.

“You’re. So. Fucking. Hot.” Joe groaned in between thrusts.

You moaned loudly and your hands snaked around to Joe’s back, your nails digging into his skin from the pleasure he was giving you.

The way Joe felt inside of you was utterly amazing. He filled you up so well and he muttered things in your ear like ‘so tight’ and ‘feels so good’ which only added to the pleasure.

You gripped onto the sofa as Joe thrusted in and out of you quickly.

“Y/N, I’m close.” Joe told you and you were surprised. Joe must have been really horny if he only lasted this long.

However, when your walls began to tighten and you felt the unfamiliar sensation in your stomach, you knew you weren’t far behind Joe.

“Me too, babe.” You told him.

As he picked up the pace, he grabbed your hand and held it tight. Mumbling a ‘fuck’ in your ear, you felt him release.

“Ahh, Y/N!” He moaned and it was quite possibly the hottest thing you had ever heard - it sent you over the edge.

As you screamed out Joe’s name, your whole body felt incredible as Joe continued to thrust in and out of you.

“That was amazing.” Joe panted as he kissed you one last time.

As he pulled out and stood up from you, you had just realised you had slept with your best friend. But when Joe walked over to the bin and looked back at you “Shower, babe?” with the cutest grin on his face, you knew this was not a mistake.

Lust For Life - Mieczysław Stilinski Smut

REQUESTED: Nope, but I haven’t written for a while so I wanted to give you guys something.

WARNINGS: Fingering, blowjob, all the way (unprotected - pls use condoms, kids)

SUMMARY: You and Stiles are at a party, and nobody notices when you two disappear off together.

NOTES: Okay, so this guy I’ve been talking to…let’s just say things have gotten very heated between us recently. 

Some of this is kind of inspired by our conversations that we’ve had. (Fuck, it’s so good.)

Also, it’s kind of inspired by “Lust For Life” by Lana Del Rey and The Weeknd. Such a good song, I definitely recommend it.

Anyway, on with the story yo.

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A/N: I wish y’all a wonderful and spooky Halloween! Tell me, what are you gonna dress up as? As for me, I’ll be Harley Quinn tonight. Have fun, guys, love y’all!

30 Days Writing Challenge ~ October

Words: 1866
Warnings: smut, public sex

31st October: HALLOWEEN! | feat. Captain Boomerang

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Sodapop Curtis X Reader: Horror Movies

Summary: Soda and the reader are best friends, the two secretly like each other. Soda, Pony, Johnny and the reader watch a horror movie marathon, which ends up with a very scared reader.

Warnings: None?

Word Count:2031

Tag List: @waytooinlovewithdeanwinchester, @waytooinlovewithfandoms, @prob8850

Originally posted by kr-istina


Soda, (Y/n) and Steve had been best friends since they had meet. But lately Soda had been noticing things that he shouldn’t as a friend. He noticed how her hair sparkled in the sun, they way she concentrated when she was reading a book or doing her homework. He noticed that (Y/n) would play with the hair that would fall out of her braided hair, twirling it around her finger while she was in deep thought or something. This time (Y/n) was sitting on the porch watching the guys play football. She would normally play but she was tired and didn’t feel like playing. (Y/n) laughed as the guys fumbled the ball and started yelling at each other. When they saw she was laughing they all started laughing as well. (Y/n) was kind of like a peace keeper in the house, when they were fighting she would straighten things out and everyone got along again. Secretly she liked Soda, she had for a long time. They had always been friends but when she started to feel more for him she just pushed the feelings away. She didn’t want Soda to know because he had Sandy. He had been ditched by Sandy and he was really sad. (Y/n) and Steve were there for him but the whole time (Y/n) was jealous of Sandy. She always wanted it to be her not Sandy as Soda’s girlfriend. (Y/n) kept quiet not wanting Soda to know but inside she was angry and sad. (Y/n) was a very pretty girl, every guy in the school noticed that. The Socs hit on her even though she was a greaser. She never paid any attention to them though.  She always sat with Two-Bit, Johnny, and Ponyboy at school. She influenced some of the Socs to not beat up Johnny and Ponyboy. She knew that Darry was always worried about them especially when Two-Bit decided to ditch school. Darry knew if Two-Bit wasn’t there to protect them that they would most likely get beat up. Two-Bit tried to go to school as much as possible but he got drunk a lot. (Y/n) smiled to herself as she sat on the porch remembering all the football games she participated in. In one game Dally had tackled her and she had gotten a broken leg. Soda and Steve told her not to play any more football but (Y/n) didn’t listen. She kept playing and kept getting hurt. She always laughed it off and joined in another time. Soda and Steve were always on the same team with (Y/n), sometimes they would have Darry but most of the time it was Pony. The teams were pretty even, with Dally, Two-Bit, Johnny and Darry on one team and (Y/n), Steve, Soda, and Pony on the other. (Y/n) was a surprisingly good football player against everybody’s thoughts. She was fast and good at catching the football. Only Pony could catch her but since they were normally on the same team (Y/n) didn’t need to worry about him. She was very evasive as well, she was very good at dodging and weaving through the defense. Most games they won. Today (Y/n) and Johnny were sitting out watching Soda, Steve and Pony play against Darry, Dally, and Two-Bit. Soda’s team was winning but Darry tied them with a touchdown pass to Dally. (Y/n) cheered for both teams as they played, she liked to support all of her friends. After the game was over she went inside and sat on the couch, she liked to sit right in the middle, it was sort of her spot. She leaned back and closed her eyes. She felt the couch dip on both sides. She smelled hair grease and car oil. She concluded that it was Soda and Steve. She opened her eyes to see her two best friends staring at her. She smiled at them.
“So… (Y/n) do we get a reward for winning the game without you? It was a pretty tough game”
“Okay”
What Steve meant by a reward was a kiss on the cheek. (Y/n) was used to giving everyone in the gang kisses. She leaned over and gave Steve a kiss on the cheek. Then turned to the other side and gave one to Soda. Soda blushed a little and smiled at (Y/n). Only Steve and Pony knew that Soda liked (Y/n). Nobody knew that (Y/n) liked Soda. (Y/n) leaned back yet again and closed her eyes, a smile tugging on her lips. Soda noticed that and started staring at her, noticing every little thing she did. (Y/n) felt that eyes were on her and she opened hers to look around the room. She saw Soda staring at her, when she looked at him he looked down. (Y/n) watched Soda’s strange reaction but ignored it. She got up and went to her room down the hall. Soda watched her go wondering why he liked a girl that would never like him back.

In (Y/n)’s room
(Y/n) laid down on her bed, she was thinking about Soda. She smiled when she thought about his smile, his laugh, the way he teases Darry and gets away with it. She wondered why she likes somebody who could never like her back… He was still sad about Sandy right? (Y/n) stayed in her room thinking for so long that before she knew it Darry was calling her to dinner.
“(Y/n)! Dinner is ready!”
“Okay!”
(Y/n) left her room and went to the table. She saw that only Johnny was still at the house.
“Hey Johnnycakes”
“Hi (Y/n)”
“Are you staying here tonight?”
“I think so…”
Johnny looked at Darry like he was asking for permission.
“Johnny you know that you don’t have to ask, you can stay here any time you want”
“Thanks (Y/n)… It doesn’t feel right not asking”
“She’s right Johnny”
“Thanks Darry”
“No problem kiddo”
They had a nice peaceful dinner. Afterward it was (Y/n) and Soda’s turn to do the dishes, since Darry and Pony made dinner. Soda and (Y/n) got to work on the dishes, (Y/n) was washing and Soda was drying and putting them away. (Y/n) almost dropped a plate when Soda’s hand brushed hers. Luckily Soda caught the plate.
“Sorry Soda, I thought you had it”
“Its okay”
Soda smiled at her, taking in her blushing face. He had brushed her had on purpose to see her reaction. She reacted and he decided. He decided that he was going to tell her that night. The rest of the dish washing went without problem. (Y/n) sat on the floor in the living room and started doing her homework. It was a Saturday and Darry thought that she had already did all of it.
“Hey (Y/n), I thought you finished all of your homework”
“I forgot about this one assignment for math”
“Oh. Did you need some help?”
“Umm… I think I can do it”
“Just ask if you need help”
“Okay”
(Y/n) started on her math. Soda watched as she did the math problems in her head, every once and a while she would have a problem and have to do the math on the paper. When some of her calculations didn’t add up she would make a face then redo her math. After a few minutes she had finished. (Y/n) had never been the best at math but she always asked for help when she needed it. Pony always helped her as well. She put away her homework and looked at Pony. He smiled back and asked,
“Have any problems (Y/n)?”
“Nope, that math was pretty easy”
“Cool… Do you want to watch the horror movie marathon that is on tonight?”
“Umm… I guess”
“Sweet”
(Y/n) had never been a fan of horror movies.
“Soda, you in?”
“Definitely”
“Darry?”
“Sorry guys not tonight, I’m pretty tired. You guys have fun”
“Okay”
“Johnny?”
“I’m in”
“Cool”
Darry went off to bed and Pony turned on the t.v. (Y/n) sat in between Soda and Pony on the couch, while Johnny sat in the armchair. All three boys knew (Y/n) wasn’t a fan of horror movies. Normally when they watched horror movies (Y/n) clung onto Soda or Steve. That reaction was what Soda was hoping for. (Y/n) started to get scared from the very first scene in the movie. She was holding Soda’s hand and clinging to his shirt. Soda had his arm around her and was rubbing her arm soothingly. At the first murder scene (Y/n) buried her face into Soda’s shoulder. Soda smiled at her reaction. He pulled her onto his lap and wrapped his arms around her. (Y/n) wasn’t concerned in this action. As best friends they did that all the time, especially during horror movies. (Y/n) kept her head buried in Soda’s shoulder the rest of the movie. She was the same way during the second and third movie. At the start of the fourth movie both Johnny and Pony had fallen asleep. (Y/n) got up off of Soda’s lap and turned off the t.v. She turned to Soda and motioned to Pony. She wanted him to cover him with a blanket. She would do the same thing to Johnny. Soda nodded and went to the closet. He came back with two blankets. He handed one to (Y/n) and draped the other one over Pony. (Y/n) walked over to Johnny and wrapped the blanket around him. She smiled at him and looked at Soda. They both started walking down the hall. They stopped in front of Soda and Pony’s room.
“Good night Soda”
“(Y/n)… Can I tell you something?”
“Of course”
“I… I-I really l-like you”
“Really?”
“Yes… If you don’t feel the same-”
“I like you too  Soda”
“Really?”
“Yes”
Soda leaned down and kissed (Y/n). She put her hand on his cheek. They pulled away and (Y/n) looked down.
“What’s wrong?”
“I… I thought you were sad about Sandy”
“I was… Then I realized how much you really meant to me and the more I thought about it the more I liked you and before I knew it I wasn’t sad about Sandy anymore”
“Oh… All this time I thought you would never like me because you loved Sandy”
“Sorry”
“Its okay… I’m glad that you like me too… I’m also glad that I decided to ‘watch’ that movie marathon”
“Why? You were terrified the entire time”
“It led to this”
(Y/n) stood on her tiptoes and pecked Soda’s lips. She took a few steps back and Soda gave her a look of confusion. She smiled at him and kept backing up. He realized what she was doing and smiled back. He started stepping towards her. When (Y/n)’s back hit her bedroom door she opened it and went inside. Soda came in and closed the door. (Y/n) sat down on the bed and smiled at Soda.
“Why didn’t you say anything sooner?”
“I didn’t think you liked me back”
“That should be my line”
“Why?”
“You were really sad about Sandy and you could have any girl in Tulsa… So why choose me?”
“You were the only girl that stayed with me no matter what. You were there for me when I was sad. Your always here for me”
“Oh”
(Y/n) lay down on her bed and closed her eyes. She moved on the bed so that she was laying correctly and there was enough room for Soda to lie down. Soda seemed to get the message and lay down next to (Y/n). She leaned into his shoulder and fell asleep. Soda wrapped his arm around her and fell asleep a few moments later.

The next morning
Darry opened (Y/n)’s door to see his 16 year old brother laying with his arms around (Y/n), sleeping soundly. He smiled, closed the door and walked out to the living room. He saw his youngest brother sitting on the couch asleep with a blanket draped over his shoulders. He looked over at Johnny, he was sitting in the armchair with a blanket wrapped around his shoulders. Darry laughed to himself and went into the kitchen. He made some coffee and started reading the newspaper. This was going to be an interesting day.

Our True Love - Chapter 4

A/N: Here comes the fourth chapter! Thank you again for the likes and reblogs of my previous chapters. I do hope you guys continue to enjoy my stories! If any of you would like me to tag you for the next chapters, please inbox me. Enjoy!

Previous Chapter(s): Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
Warnings: None
Word count: 2,771
Summary: Reader and Bucky doesn’t get along well after his marriage to Rosaline. Will her friendship with Bucky last or will they crumble and fade?

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My heart is full of glee.

Richard is going to be my date to this dinner party at the Avengers Headquarters in celebration of its anniversary. After Sharon’s birthday party, we kept in contact, setting time to meet and go out whenever we can. I enjoyed every moment I spent with him.  

Rosaline would often pelt me with questions on how things are with Richard over text. I told her that we are just friends and hanging out with each other. I do like the fact that we share a lot of things in common, but, I was yet ready to fall for another man at this point.

I give myself a spin in the bathroom mirror. I’m finally wearing the silver top navy blue dress I received as a birthday present from my parents. I had it sitting in the closet for years, but now I finally get to wear it.

I curled my hair and braided it into a waterfall braid. It was a miracle that it even looked decent enough. The cherry coloured lipstick I’m wearing is a little nod to Richard’s nickname for me. I hope he keeps his promise to wear that dark green tie to match my nickname for him too.

I hear my phone ring from outside. I rush out and quickly pick it up.

“Hey, Cherry Princess. I’m at your door.” Richard’s voice from the other line calls out to me. I giggle.

“All right, Crocodile Prince. I’m coming.” I slip on my high heels and grab my small handbag. I give myself one more spin before exiting out the door.


“Whoa! Look at you go, girl! Give Falcon a spin!” Sam calls out while holding my hand. I laugh and give myself a twirl around for him.

“You look fine as hell!” He says again before pulling me into a quick hug.

“You look great yourself, birdbrain.” I say. He gives me a spin himself before two thumbs up.

“A man gotta look good for this kind of event. Gotta attract them ladies.” Sam winks at me. I slap his arm playfully.

Richard had given me a small crown of jasmine flowers before we came here. I must say, it added an elegant touch to my outfit. He even keeps a small bunch of jasmine flower in his suit pocket to match. It looked a little out of place with his dark green tie and silver suit, but he still looks breath-taking nonetheless.

“And you, Mr. Crocodile Hunter. You look good too. Even your tie matches your favourite reptile.” Sam shakes Richard’s hand. Richard only lets out a small laugh.

“This will be the norm from now on, huh? I probably shouldn’t have told any of you guys about my love for crocodiles.” He jokes. I wrap an arm around Richard’s.

“Awh, but it’s adorable to see how passionate you are about them.” I say. Richard gives me a loving smile. His gentle green eyes makes my heart flutter. I blush at the sight before looking away.

“Y’all enjoy yourselves. Now I gotta go and find some ladies to hang around. Maybe Wanda and Natasha.” Sam winks at me again before disappearing out. I search through the crowd to find anyone I’d recognize.

At the back of my mind, I hope to see Bucky somewhere. I always loved seeing him in his suits. He looks really good in them. My eyes light up when I see Steve talking to Tony among the crowd.

“Hey, there’s Tony!” I say to Richard. He is also looking for someone in the crowd. He turns his head to look at me before nodding.

“Tony! Steve!” I call their names. Both of them turn to look at me with smiles on their faces.

“Hello there, Stardust. Fancy seeing you here.” Tony says reaching over for a hug. I return it before giving Steve one as well.

“You look beautiful, Y/N.” I blush at his comment before smiling.

“Thank you. And you guys look excellent too.” I say. Richard taps on my hand before leaning in to whisper into my ear.

“Y/N, I’ll be right back. Don’t go anywhere.” With that, he disappears out into the crowd. I blink. My eyes follow Richard until I can no longer see him. Tony fixes his tie.

“Yeah, well you saw me like this a lot of the times anyways.” He says.

“And every time you look great, Tony.” I grin. Tony chuckles.

“Where’s Sharon and Pepper?” I ask trying to look next to them.

“They are here, somewhere in the crowd.” Steve says as he turns his head around to find a glimpse of his own wife.

“Gossiping among other women, I bet.” Tony takes a sip on the wine in his hand. Steve chuckles.

“Not every women are like that.” I say. I look through again.

“Have you guys seen Bucky?” I ask.

“Oh yeah. I saw him earlier when I arrived. He’s somewhere around here.” Steve says.

“Right here.” A voice from behind Steve. I turn to look and find Bucky walking towards us. My heart stops when I see him in his black suit and blue tie. He yet again looks very unreal. Like he is from a world within a painting. His metal arm a little too bit for his suit jacket, but seems to fit in snugly anyways.

“Hey, Y/N.” He says to me. I blink my eyes before clearing my throat. I reach in for a hug.

“Bucky! You look amazing.” I say as we hug. The cologne on his suit gives me a sense of familiarity. His wedding. He wore the same one during his wedding ceremony. I smile to myself; how sweet.

“You too, Y/N.” We pull away from the hug. I can smell a bit of his cologne transferred onto my dress.

“Where’s Rosaline?” I ask looking behind him. His blue eyes staying on me.

“She’s with Jane right now. They’re talking.” He says, running his hand through his hair.

“The girls are getting along nicely, aren’t they?” Tony says again. “How are things with Rosy?”

“We’re doing… okay.” Bucky says simply. I glance up at Bucky. There is something wrong with that tone. Even Steve caught that.

“Yo, Mr. Stank!” Rhodey’s voice erupting from the nearby crowd. Tony laughs before shaking his head.

“Excuse me, gentlemen, lady. Have fun tonight, guys.” Tony nods at the three of us before walking over to his friend.

“Is your sleep pattern acting up again, Buck?” Steve asks straight on. Bucky looks at him before letting out a sigh.

“A little. Not a big deal.” He says. He’s not telling the truth.

“You have the nightmares again?” I ask, concerned now. I examine his blue eyes, trying to find the answer in them. Yes, he is. I can see the lines on his face and the exhaustion in his eyes.

“No. I’m fine. Don’t worry about it.” He says, looking away. I let out a sigh before looking over at Steve.

“Well you can ask for more lavender from Steve. He grows them for you, you know?” I say. Bucky chuckles while wrapping an arm around Steve’s neck.

“Yeah. You really shouldn’t have done that, Steve. I’ll manage.” He says giving Steve’s shoulder a squeeze. Bucky mumbles something underneath his breath. I didn’t quite catch what he said. Steve raises an eyebrow.

“Friends look out for each other, you know?” Steve says petting Bucky’s back. I smile at them. They have some kind of sparkle when they are together. Their friendship and brotherhood is really beautiful.

I feel a pair of arms wrap around my shoulders. I let out a gasp and turn to look who it was. It was just Richard.

“Sorry, love. I had to see someone real quick.” Richard says pulling me towards him. My heart race and I can feel my face warm up quickly. I place my hands on his arm to pet them gently.

“It’s all right. I was just talking to Bucky and Steve.” I say gesturing towards them. Steve has a smile on his face, but Bucky’s expression was… unreadable.

“Hey Steve. And hey James.” Richard says, shaking their hands but still keeping his left arm wrapped around my shoulders.

“James, have you seen Rosy? I haven’t seen her since last week.”

“She’s over there. You can go and see her by yourself.”

My body tenses. There is some kind of strain in their voices. It makes me really uncomfortable. Richard gives Bucky a smile, but it wasn’t his usual sweet smile. A clouded one.

“I think both of us will go and see her, right, Cherry?” Richard asks looking at me. I blush and nod at him.

“Yeah, I want to see her.” I say genuinely. Bucky lets out a grunt. I raise an eyebrow at his sudden change of attitude.

“Let’s go then. See you later, Steve. And James.” He says. Richard wraps his hand around mine, pulling me away from them into the crowd. I quickly yell out to both of them.

“Steve, Bucky, I’ll see you guys later!”

The last thing I saw was Bucky’s death-like stare at Richard.


We left the event at around midnight. It was very lovely. I haven’t talked to Bucky since we saw each other earlier. I did see him from far though, talking to different people. After we left both of them and found Rosaline, I realize that there is something going on between her and Bucky.

Even though she was beautiful in her little white dress, she isn’t sparkling like before. She lost a bit of her shine and she looks really tired. Richard and Rosaline talked in Russian most of the time, so I didn’t know what is going on. Though, both of them look rather upset at something.

I wait outside by the front entrance. Richard had given me his suit jacket since I was cold. He has gone to get the car to send me home. I check my phone for messages. The crickets are giving me a peaceful feeling.

“It’s a little cold tonight.” Bucky’s voice coming from behind. I turn to look at him.

“Bucky.” I say before nodding. “Yeah. It is.” I pull Richard’s jacket closer to me. Bucky’s eyes drift down to the suit around my body. His expression changes again, but he turns away before I could even read it.

“You’re very beautiful tonight.” Bucky says. My heart race in my chest. I tuck a loose strand of hair behind my ear.

“Thank you, Bucky.” I say looking at him. He still keeps his head looking away into the small woods in front of the headquarters.

“How are things with… Richard?” He asks, a little strain in his voice. I chuckle.

“They are nice. He’s such a romantic.” I say while putting my phone away. I look up at the sky. It is a cloudy night, not a hint of stars in the sky.

“You are dating him then?” Bucky asks. His voice a little broken. I look at him surprised at the sudden change of tone.

“N—” Honk. Honk. I turn to look at Richard. He exits the car and make his way towards us.

“Let’s go, Cherry Princess.” He says holding his hand out for mine. I look at Bucky one more time before reaching out to accept his hand. But before I could even reach for it, Bucky’s hand grabs mine, pulling me away from Richard.

“I’d like to talk to her for a moment.” Bucky says darkly at Richard. Richard’s brows furrow as he exchanges glances between the both of us. Richard scoffs.

“It is late, James. I need to send her home. You never know what kind of men will come out during the late hours of the night. Men who can’t control themselves from beautiful women regardless of her feelings.” The last sentence came out like a sharp knife. Even Bucky jerked back slightly at the statement. My heart beats against my chest, still feeling Bucky’s grip on my hand.

“Its men like you who she needs to stay away from.” He says as he lets my hand go and pull off Richard’s jacket from me. He tosses it back towards Richard. I look at Bucky surprised.

“Richard, just give us a moment.” I say while looking at him. I grab onto Bucky’s arm before pulling him away a bit far from Richard. I can still see him, but he is not within earshot.

“Bucky, what the hell is going on?” I ask him, feeling a little confused. Bucky lets out an angry sigh.

“Why are you getting involved with the likes of him, Y/N?” He asks. His dark blue eyes staring right into me.

“He’s just a friend, Bucky. We like spending time with each other. But that’s not the issue here. Why are you so cross with Richard?” I ask again.

“Because the thought of him with you is pissing me off.” Bucky answers, his tone of voice getting angrier. I don’t know what he means by that. I shake my head.

“I’m a grown woman. I can take care of myself. My question is why do you dislike him? He’s your brother-in-law for goodness sakes. You shouldn’t treat him like that.” I say getting angry myself now.

“At least find another man to hang out with. Not him!” He shouts angrily. I back away, blinking. His burst of temper scared me. Bucky seems to realize it himself. He turns away running his hands through his hair. I sigh out, reaching over to touch his shoulder.

“Bucky, what’s going on between you and Rosaline?” I ask. He jerks his shoulder away from me. For some reason, that gesture made me feel like as though Bucky just shoved me down to the hard cold ground. And he did regret it. His expression turns into a saddened one when he turns to look at me.

“I… I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to do that.” He says while turning back to face me. I remain quiet, holding my hands together against my chest. My chest tightens with worry as I continue to search the features on his face.

“Things haven’t been going well with her, isn’t it?” I ask again. A flash of hurt in his eyes. I was right. Something is going on between them. He shakes his head in denial.

“Bucky you can talk to me about it. I’m here for you.” I say, still afraid to reach over and touch him. Just like that, I feel another sense of anger boiling inside of him.

“Before you haven’t, now you suddenly want to? Why have you suddenly start to care again?!” He shouts at me. I take a deep breath, backing away. Tears clouding my vision. I blink it away.

“Bucky, why are you—”

“Save it. Go and have your own fun with Richard. I don’t care.” He says as he turns away to walk back inside the building. I was left alone there, cold, confused, sad and angry all at the same time. This situation all too familiar.

Richard walks over to me. He wraps the suit jacket around me before pulling me into a hug. My heart feels like its breaking again.

“I’m sorry, Y/N. Bucky is like that around Rosaline too. His temper spiralling out of control at any single comment.” He says, stroking my hair. Tears spill from my eyes as I bury my face into Richard’s chest.

I know now. Richard dislikes Bucky because of the way he is treating Rosaline. That’s why they were tense with each other. Rosaline lost her shine because she must be tired of dealing with Bucky’s nightmares and temper. This reminds me of the time when I first met Bucky. His temper was similar. Bursts of anger follows right after sleepless nights.

Things improved after nights of me and Steve taking care of him when we lived together in the tower. Bucky just needed the comfort of someone there with him to be able to sleep properly.

With Rosaline in his life, I thought things would improve even better for him. That his nightmares would no longer disturb his sleep since she’s there with him. Despite that, his terrible sleep patterned had returned.

Richard leads me into the car and start making our way towards my home. Even with Richard’s cologne on his suit, I can still smell a hint of Bucky’s cologne on my hands. It must’ve been when I pulled him by his arm.

The smell unwraps the scars in my chest little by little.  

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A/N: I rewrote this chapter completely. I had another situation in my mind, but I’ll save that for the next chapter instead. I hope you guys enjoy it nonetheless! Let me know what you think about the story so far and if you like it or not. Thank you very much for reading! 

Next chapter coming soon! 

Tag(s): @ipaintmelodies

At Your Pace

Warning: Smut

“Wait, what?” Caspar stares over at them in shock, his jaw dropping.

“Are you serious?” Josh lowers his drink, blinking at the now blushing Joe and nonchalant Jack.

“Is everything okay?” Conor leans in, staring at his brother in concern, “This isn’t like you.”

“It’s just sex.” Jack replies, shrugging.

“It’s you.” Conor shoots back.

“You always brag about your one night stands, and how good of a lay they were,” Josh comments, “And now you two have been dating for two months, and nothing?”

Shifting in his seat, Jack glances over at Joe, worrying about Josh’s words and how they’ll affect his boyfriend. It doesn’t take long for him to find out just how it affects Joe.

“And relationships aren’t all about sex.” The older man snaps, standing from his spot abruptly, “I’m not feeling too good, I think I’ll pass on going out tonight.”

Grabbing his jacket, Joe quickly makes his way out of the flat leaving the group of boys in a stunned silence.

“I think I’ll pass too…” Jack stands from his spot a little slower, “Have fun tonight guys.”

“Hey,” He glances back at the group when Conor calls out, “We were just teasing, you know?”

“Yeah. I know that,” Jack shrugs, facing them again, “But did you ever think about how some times teasing isn’t just teasing? It shouldn’t be a big deal if Joe and I have had sex yet or not, we’re still happy and committed. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going after my boyfriend.” Waving, Jack turns and follows in Joe’s path.


“Babe?” He calls out as he walks into Joe’s flat, hoping that this is where he has ended up. By time Jack had made it outside, the other man was long gone and no where to be seen.

“In here.” Comes a small reply from upstairs, and Jack quickly climbs the stairs, worry churning in his stomach.

While the boys had just been teasing, he knew Joe was sensitive about the fact that they hadn’t had sex yet.

“Hey,” Jack smiles as he sees his boyfriend sat on the end of the bed, his bottom lip dragged between his teeth, “You okay?”

“You want to have sex, don’t you?”

“What?” Joe’s sudden question throws him off, and all Jack can do is stare over at him.

“We’ve been together two months, and we haven’t done it yet, but you want to, don’t you?”

“Well, yeah,” The younger man shrugs crossing the room to sit down beside Joe, “But you haven’t been ready. And that’s fine, I can wait.”

“I want to,” Joe admits shyly, his cheeks red, “I’m just…I’m scared.”

“What are you scared about?” Jack asks, taking one of Joe’s hands in his gently, lacing their fingers together.

“It’s….it’s going to hurt, isn’t it?”

“Not if you do it right, no, not really. That’s whats been holding you back?”

“A little, yeah…” Joe shrugs, “Okay, a lot.”

“I get it,” Jack smiles over at him, “It’s a normal thing to fear. But I promise you, babe, that everything will be fine. So when you’re ready, whenever that is, it’ll happen. No worries.”


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So I attended my first academic conference yesterday.

I’ve been working as a research assistant for one of my professors for the last few months, helping him to design a class which incorporates history with digital media. The idea is to get students out of the classroom and working in local archives while also exploring new ways to present historical information (e.g. through film, interviews, interactive maps, etc.). 

I was tasked with creating the pioneering project; that is, I was told to make an A+ project without any clear instructions or guidelines. Believe me, I love me my guidelines, so that was… challenging. I decided to study the pre-internment Japanese communities that existed in my hometown (where I lived for 20 years), focusing on race-relations between white and Japanese farmers in the area, something which has been studied extensively in the city, but not nearly as much in the countryside. So, in that sense, my project was unique.

Yesterday my professor and I presented my findings in front of a crowd of scholars and professors from the Greater Vancouver area. My prof introduced the idea of digital history in five minutes, and then I spoke for half an hour.

And it was… great? The audience was fantastic and very responsive to what I had to say (unlike undergraduates, who are the worst). Nearly everyone had a question for us at the end, too, which was great. Apparently one woman, who was Japanese, was a Japanese Studies professor at Simon Fraser University, and she lived in the area that I had studied - and she was surprised by what I had to say. Apparently some of it was new, even for her.

In the end we had three professors ask my prof for a copy of the project, and one woman, who works for the government of my hometown, ask if I would be interested in giving that same presentation to the city council. Still not sure if I will take her up on it, because I am a bit overwhelmed, but that was awesome.

Also, several of them were visibly surprised when I said that I was only an undergraduate (fourth year) student at the end. And then, when I left, I overheard two women talking about my presentation in the hallway. So like… that was flattering.

After the event, my professor and I talked about it for about an hour in his office. He seemed really pleased. He also gave me a gift, something he found in an archive in London: a letter that was sent from my hometown to Japan sometime between 1910-1922. We don’t know what it says, but I have a Japanese acquaintance and could figure it out. I’m not sure that I want to yet, though. For now I think I will just hold onto it as my first very-own primary source. Maybe I’ll give it the museum in my hometown one day.

And to think, this time two years ago I was on social-anxiety medication and dreaded public speaking more than anything. Now I love it.

So… yeah, that’s what I’ve been up to, I guess.

It took me about 2 and half hours to throughly go over a chapter for organic chem and guess what? It made no sense

Anon Summary: In which the reader has unrequited feelings for Barry. Will our reader be able to tell Barry? And how does Leonard fit into all this?

Anon Request: Captain Cold imagine, the reader is on team Flash and has an unrequited crush on Barry, so when Leonard asks her to join the Rogues, she agrees and they fall in love ^_^

Warning: Light smut!

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“And that’s how you do it! Super Sonic Punch babbbyyy!!!”

“Can you be any louder?” Caitlin looks over at Cisco but he doesn’t listen as he continues cheering and soon you join in because why not? The Flash just took down two meta humans in one punch.

Speaking of the Flash, he soon speeds in in a huff. “Hey guys!”

Both you and Cisco runs over to him as he takes off his mask, seeing Barry’s grin makes you smile even more.

“Dude, that was sick! I mean, it was awesome punching one guy but you punched TWO and knocked BOTH of them out. I mean, how crazy is that am I right Y/N? It was just insane.” Cisco rambles.

You look up at Barry and smile. “It was pretty awesome.” You say and Barry smiles.

“Yeah, it may look awesome but it hurts like a bitch.” Barry groans as he holds onto his right hand. Caitlin comes over to run some scans over Barry’s hand.

“Well, lucky for you that you heal easy so give it an hour and you’ll be back to your normal self.” Caitlin says and he gives her a thanks.

While you stood off watching, you feel Cisco give you a little nudge. “So, have you talked to him yet?” He ask and you feel yourself blushing.

“Um..I um, haven’t talked to him yet..” You say softly and Cisco looks at you in confusion.

“Seriously? Y/N, it’s been over three months already, just talk to the man.” Cisco says but you shake your head.

“Nuh huh, no way Cisco.” You say, walking over to your desk with Cisco right behind you.

“Come on Y/N, how long are you going to be a love-sick puppy. It’s Barry for god sake, the worst thing take could happen is him saying no.” Cisco folds his arms as you turn and look at him.

“First off, I’m not a love-sick puppy, I think that title would go to you.” You state and Cisco gasp, placing a hand over his chest as you continues. “And yes, that’s the worst thing that could happen. I don’t want to get rejected by one of my friend’s and it’ll become awkward. I like my job here.” You say.

You’ve been working for S.T.A.R labs since the very beginning, being lucky enough to put your tech skills to use. Even after the Particular Accelerator explosion you still stuck around because honestly, no other place would of needed your skills. Plus, Caitlin and Cisco were your friends.

Once S.T.A.R labs took Barry Allen in and started training him as the Flash, you friendship with everyone became much stronger but you felt a little something extra with Barry. At first you weren’t sure about your little crush on him because he was trying so hard to get Iris attention that you decided to put a lid on your feelings for him. It wasn’t until Iris lost Eddie and Barry gave up on saving his mother as well as fighting Wells that changed him

You’ve notice a change in Barry when it came towards Iris. They were still close but Barry wasn’t trying to go after her so you took the changes to let your feelings flow freely. At least a little, both Cisco and Caitlin notice your crush on Barry but him.

While Caitlin goes to get more gauze for Barry, Cisco pushes you towards him as he sits, looking over his hand.

You look back, seeing Cisco and now Caitlin giving you the thumbs up. You take a deep breath before walking in, “So, how’s your hand?” You ask, getting Barry’s attention.

“Uh, it’s alright. It pays to heal fast.” He says with a smile, standing up. You chew on your lower lip nervously before speakings.

“Well, if that’s the case then you should come out tonight at Jitters.” You say. “They’re hosting trivia and I was wondering if you wanted to go?” You ask, feeling your cheeks burning from how red they are getting and it only get worst as Barry just sits there in silence. “Unless you have other plans, which is totally cool. I wouldn’t want to get in the way of your plans.” You ramble.

Barry chuckles. “Okay, okay I’ll go tonight.” He says with a smile, one that made your little heart beat.

“You serious?”

Barry nods his head again. “Yeah, I’ll need to go home and change but I’ll defiantly be there.”

You can’t help but smile. “Okay, awesome. Well, I’ll see you later tonight.” You turn quickly and walk out the room, trying to keep yourself from skipping.

You left S.T.A.R labs early because you need to pick out the prefect outfit to wear tonight for “date” tonight with Barry.

‘See Y/N, it wasn’t that hard now was it?’ You think to yourself once you’re out of the shower and getting ready.

You decide to wear something flattering for your figure and you had to admit, black did look good on you so you go for a black pencil skirt and a black top and heels. Applying on red lipstick to give the outfit that pop.

You check your reflection once more before heading out. “Look out Barry Allen because here I come!”

When you make it to Jitters you realize that you’re a couple of minutes early so you order some tea for yourself and find a spot while you wait. You were playing on your phone so you didn’t notice Barry coming in. With Iris right with him.

“Hey Y/N!” Iris says with a smile, coming over to give you a hug. “Wow, you look stunning.” She says and you just give her a smile.

“She’s right, you look really good Y/N.” Barry says, hugging you a hug as well.

“T-Thank you.” You say quickly while you all take your seats. “Sorry that we’re late, it was taking Iris forever to get ready.” Barry says, looking at Iris who just shrugs her shoulders.

“Sorry, I didn’t know that we all had plans tonight. I would been ready sooner.” She says. “Speaking of which, where’s Caitlin and Cisco?” She ask.

You were to focused on watching Barry gaze fondly at Iris and your own hopes being crushed to catch her question. “Huh?” You ask.

Iris raises an eyebrow at you for moment. “Cisco? Caitlin? Aren’t they coming too?” She ask.

‘Oh crap..this is bad! If they find out that this was suppose to be a date between Barry and I then I’ll just die of embarrassment!!’ You think, pulling out your phone.

“Let me go give them a call to see where they are.” You say with a quick smile before getting up and walking a far enough space so your out of ear shot.

After a couple of rings, Cisco finally picks up. “Hello, Cisco speaking!”

“Cisco! I need your help ASAP!” You say.

“Why? What’s going on? Are you in trouble? Is Barry in trouble?” Cisco ask.

“No, worst..” You say, looking over to see Barry and Iris laughing at something Barr said. “I think I screwed up. I need you and Caitlin down here at Jitters quickly.” You don’t give Cisco time to reply before you end the call and walk back over. “They’re on their way.”

As you sat there across from Barry and Iris you couldn’t help but beat yourself up. You didn’t make it clear enough that you just wanted it to be you and Barry, and what sucks more is the fact the mostly everyone here at Jitters is in pairs while you look like the third wheel.

Soon, Caitlin and Cisco show up, a little confused but they read the mood you were giving off quickly. And that they’re both here, you look like a fifth wheel.

‘This blows..’ You think to yourself, needing to get out of here. You quickly check your phone before standing up, coming up with an idea.

Barry notices and speaks up. “Everything alright Y/N?” He ask.

“Um..I ah..no actually my neighbor just texted me and..my cat got out? Yeah, my cat got out so I need to go home and make sure everything is okay.” You say, watching as Barry is about to get up. “Then I’ll take you home.” He says but you stop him.

“No it’s fine really, I took a cab so it’s all good.” You say, needing to leave. “Have fun tonight guys.” You wave before power walking out of Jitters, leaving your friends confused.

Soon, you’re walking down the streets of Central City, kicking yourself for leaving like that.

‘Now they’re defiantly going to know something was up..’ you think to yourself before you come to realize that you don’t really want to go home alone and drown yourself in self-pity. So you decide to go to a bar where their are other people there drinking their problems away.

You go to a bar a couple of minutes away from Jitters and head inside, seeing that it has a little crowd but still enough room for you to sit up at the bar and so you do.

It doesn’t take long for you to get a buzz going after you sixth drink. A couple of guys would come up to talk to you but you just shooed them off but their was one group who wouldn’t take the hint as they continue sending drinks over but you just send them right back.

You finish off another glass of coke and rum when you feel a tap on your shoulder. You sigh loudly before turning in your seat, ready to give what ever guy came up to you a piece of your mind but you stop when you notice the familiar face.

“Snart.”

Leonard Snart gives you one of his famous smirks. “Surprised?” He ask before taking a seat next to you.

“Well, a little since the last time I’ve seen you, you were being handcuff and tossed in the back of a police car.” You say while Leonard orders himself a drink. “Make it ice cold.” He states before turning his attention back to you while you shake your head.

“What?” He ask.

“It’s just, never mind.” You say with a light chuckle, thinking about how much Leonard Snart actually plays into his alias, Captain Cold.

“So, what brings you to this side of town? I figured you’d be at some science gallery or playing cops and robbers with ol’ Scoopy Doo and the gang.” He says, the sarcasm not lost.

You roll your eyes, taking a sip of your drink. “Not all geeks enjoy science Snart.” You say before asking. “I just needed to go out and have a drink, plus I’m dressed pretty well to be here.”

Snart glances at you, his eye darting over your body for speaking. “Can’t argue with that.” He says, taking a sip of his drink.

You feel a faint blush form on your cheeks, watching as Snart takes a sip of his drink while you take the time to look over him. Seeing that he’s ditched the blue parka for a black business jacket with black pants and shoes.

“And what about you? You look like you’re dressed up for something important.” You say while Snart shrugs.

“I had some business to take care of here.” He states before turning in his chair a bit, facing you. “So, how’s being Barry’s sidekick?” He ask.

You put your drink down. “We go through this every time Snart, I am not Barry’s sidekick.” You say. “Matter of fact, I don’t think I’ll be working at S.T.A.R labs for much longer.” You confess.

“Oh? And why’s that?” Leonard ask. “Is being the good guy becoming to boring for you?” He states sarcastically.

You sigh, shaking your head before you unleash all your pint up frustration and once you started, you couldn’t stop. And Leonard was a good sport, he didn’t interrupt or made any of his usual snarky remarks.

“And so here I am. Alone, sad, and now confiding in a criminal.” You say, finishing off your drink, ready to order another one.

“Sounds to me like you need a new change of scenery.” Snart says as he gets up, motioning for you to follow him for some reason, you do.

“Should you have paid for you drink?” You ask once you’re both outside of the bar and Snart starts walking.

“Nah, I normally don’t pay for anything.” He says, purposely bumping into a man. “Excuse you.” Snart says as he continues walking and see him putting the mans wallet into the pockets of his jacket.

“Give me that.” You, quickly snatching the wallet away from Snart before rushing over to the man and giving it back.

“Wow, you’re no fun.” Leonard says once you make it back over. “If I’m going to hangout with you then you’re not going to steal anything from anyone.” You say. 

“I didn’t know we were hanging out.” Snart say.

You look at him. “Back at the bar, you said that we’ll hangout.”

“Did I?” He ask sarcastically before shoving his hands in his pocket and being walking once more.

You groan to yourself before following behind him. For most of the time, you’re both just walking and talking where you learn a little bit more about Leonard Snart. At some point, Snart lens you his jacket to wear since it was getting a bit chilly.

It wasn’t until you both stop outside of a mini-mart. “Be right back.” Snart says before walking inside, not waiting for you respond. You lean against the walk and wait, taking off your heels to give your feet time to relax.

You were to focus on rubbing the bottom of your feet to notice the group of guys coming up to you.

“Well hello there beautiful. What are you doing out all alone?” One ask, the smell of liquor and Old Spice makes you gag a little. You ignore him, crossing your arms and looking away, hoping the Leonard hurries up.

Instead of taking the hint, the guy seemed to get piss from you ignoring him and what made it worse was his four little friends behind him, hyping him up.

“I think that’s the same chick from the bar earlier.”

“Oh yeah, defiantly her.”

“Wasn’t she the one who kept sending back out drinks?”

“Yeah, I think so boss.”

Their leader step forward towards you before grabbing a hold of your arm. “I spent a lot of money on those drinks and you just blew them off.” He says as you try to tug out of his grip.

“Just because you buy a girl a drink doesn’t mean she owes you anything, creep.” You say through clench teeth but he only tightens his grip, causing you to wince.

You soon feel a hand wrapping around your waist and you being pulled back into a tall figure. “If I were you, I’d keep my hands to myself before something bad happens.”

You look, seeing Leonard standing, holding you close to him. “Snart..”

“I’m gone for five minutes and even then you can’t seem to stay out of trouble.” He says, causing you to roll your eyes.

“This wouldn’t of happen if you didn’t have to stop here.” You say, narrowing your eyes.

“I had to handle something.” He simply replies, causing you to sigh to yourself. The group of guys standing in front of you watch for a moment before their leader clenches his fist.

“Listen here old man, the problem is between me and girl so why don’t you run alone.” He says.

You feel Snart’s grip around your waist tightens for a moment. “I don’t think you understand kid, this is my city so I suggest you get lost before things get ugly.” Snart replies calmly, loosing his grip before moving you slowly behind him and you notice he doesn’t have his cold gun.

Soon, the group charge at Snart but he dodges their fist, landing a few in before knocking down the last one quickly.

“Awesome..” You say in awe at how quickly he took them out with his bare hands, but that’s soon short lived when you hear sirens.

“Come on.” Snart grabs you hand, pulling you along as he runs, cutting corners and through an alleyway before coming to a stop.

“I think we’re good here for now.” He says, huffing a little. You lean back against the brick wall, trying to catch your breath. “Feeling alive yet kid?” Snart ask with a smirk and you soon find yourself smiling.

“Defiantly.” You reply. “I mean, the way you took out those guys was crazy. Right hook, left hook. They didn’t even see it com-” Before you could finish your sentence, you feel Leonard’s lips pressed against yours passionately, his hands cuffing your face.

Maybe it was the liquor you drank earlier or the adrenaline going through you from running away from the cop, whatever it was, you were kissing Leonard Snart back, wrapping your arms around his neck to deepen the kiss, which earned you having him pressing his body against yours, leaving you wedge between the brick wall and him.

You don’t know who did it first before you soon feel his tongue moving over yours, causing you to moan against his lips. He continues going, one of his hands moving down to your leg, pulling it up and around his waist while his other hand is holding both your wrist above your head.

Leonard soon starts kissing against your neck, sucking and nibbling your now sensitive skin, making you moan more. While you’re to focus on his lips, you don’t notice him slipping his hand into your panties until he slides a finger into your wet sex before sliding in another one.

You bite on your lower lip, trying to keep yourself from moan to loudly as Leonard starts to finger fuck you. You struggle against his other hand that’s holding your wrist, needing to touch him but he won’t let you. He soon moves his lips back up to yours, kissing you passionately while his fingers continue moving in and out of you at a pace that is is soon going to make you cum.

You start feeling your walls clenching around his fingers, about to cum when Leonard stops. You open your eyes and looking at him as he just admires you under his intense gaze. “Why did you..”

“I’m not doing anymore until you say you’ll join me.” He says and you stare.

“What?”

“Join me and the Rogues..” Snart leans in, kissing over your neck gently, making you bite your lower lip. “I can’t..” You whisper.

“You can’t or you won’t?” He ask, his face buried in your neck.

You sigh, slowly moving your hips to try and get some friction but Leonard takes his hand from your wrist and move it down to you hip, keeping you still.

“Join me.”

“Len..please..I need too-”

“No.”

You huff to yourself. ‘Why would he wait to ask me now when I was so close..?’ You think to yourself, hating how badly you want Leonard even more than before. ‘Maybe this could be my chance to start over somewhere new..with the rogues?’ You think more before nodding your head.

“Okay.”

“Okay what?” He ask.

You’re silent for a moment but Leonard moves his fingers again, causing you to moan. “I’ll join you.” You say panting, seeing Snart gaze turn from serious to lust. Soon, he starts moving his fingers again, this time faster and he’s forced to keep his mouth on yours to keep you loud moans under control when you came.

“Welcome to the rogues Y/N.” He whispers in your ear as you come down from your orgasm.

A week after that you’ve already packed up your things from S.T.A.R labs. “Is it because of your feelings towards me?” Barry asked on your last day there and for a moment you think before replying.

“Did my feelings for you play a part in this? Yes but then I realized that I’m doing this for me. It’s time for me to move on with my life and start a new adventure.” You said before you said your good-byes and left.

Since you’ve joined the rogues, you figured you’d be getting some action like going on heist but Leonard made it clear that he didn’t want you in the field. “It’s too dangerous for you.” He said one night while you were laying in his bed.

“That’s not fair, I don’t want to be stuck in front of a computer every time you guys go out.” You say, sitting up and leaning your back against the bed headboard.

“I’d rather have you sitting and typing away on a computer then have you get hurt out there.” He says, coming over to the bed after changing, handing you a shirt to change into as well. “It’s already bad enough I have to worry about Lisa being out there with me. If you started coming along then I know that my main focus is going to be on you and making sure you don’t get hurt.” He says, laying back with his hands resting behind his head.

You sit there for a moment, seeing Snart closing his eyes. You can’t help but smile. “Awe Lenny, don’t tell me you love me?” You ask, a teasing smirk on your face.

Snart quickly opens his eyes. “I do not.” He states but you continue going, poking his cheek. “You love me don’t you Lenny?” You ask again as he sits up.

“I love money and shiny things.” He states firmly, crossing his arms over his chest. You grin, even though he has an annoyed look on his face the shade of red his ears turned let you know exactly how he’s truly feeling.

You lean into him, wrapping your arms around his neck before kissing him gently on the lips.

“It’s okay, I love you too.” You whisper softly before he cuffs your face, returning the kiss and then some.

~Fin~

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Shadow - Part 1

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Word Count: 3094

Summary: You weren’t exactly a cat burglar, you only ever took one thing from the places you went, and you always took something in significant, just as a souvenir. That was until you ran into Spider-Man

Warning: There is quite a bit of dirty flirting in this, so if that makes you uncomfortable please don’t read.

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