So, no one asked for a part two butttt I decided to write it anyways. You don’t have to read part one to understand it. This can be read as a stand alone. If you would like to read part one, here you go.
“Harry, you have to go in.” Sirius told his godson firmly.
He tried to remain stern but the pleading green eyes of the three-year-old was
hard to ignore.
if they don’t like me.” The sniffle and wobbling lip was always his weakness.
Merlin, where was Remus when he needed him? “What if no one wants to be my
sighed heavily as he kneeled on the ground and cupped Harry’s cheeks. “You are
going to make many friends. Probably too many to count.” He smiled softly at
the wonder in those bright eyes. “Even if for some crazy reason, you don’t make
a friend, I’ll always be your friend. Isn’t that enough?”
Came the quick reply. It had Sirius rolling his eyes at his sassy godson. Harry
must get that from Remus.
can’t Moony be here? He wouldn’t make me go in.”
had Sirius dropping his hands in defeat and adopting a pout. “I see how it is, Remus
is your favorite.”
Harry nodded his head, Sirius let out a playful growl. “You aren’t supposed to
agree!” He tickled Harry and relished the joyful squeals the boy released. He couldn’t
fault Harry for preferring Remus over him. The werewolf was his favorite person
go in there, I promise that I’ll let you help me cheer up Remus when you get
home.” Harry didn’t understand anything about the full moon or what was going
on but he was smart enough at his age to know that the full moon makes Remus
sad. The man was resting in bed recovering after yesterday’s transformation.
way Harry’s eyes lit up and a soft gasp escaped, he knew that he had won.
Despite this, he couldn’t help but pray to any higher power that Harry really
would make a friend. Any friend would do.
Summary : “Jeff’s seen your thighs okay. And words can’t describe how much he wants them wrapped around his head.” Basically, Jeff eating you out. I got this idea from @tevinter-winter, so the credit goes to her for that! Check out the post I got the plot from.
Pairing : Jeff Atkins x reader
Warnings : Oral sex
Words count : 1,428
A/N : Sorry it took so long for me to post it! I had some troubles writing the end, it kinda sucks. Also, this is so long, I didn’t paid attention to the length before the end. I haven’t wrote a full smut in a while so let me know what’s wrong with it so I could make it better next time!
I was laying on the couch, my legs over Jeff’s lap. We were at his house, his parents being away until tomorrow morning. The both of us were watching some movie on Netflix Jeff wanted to see, but I wasn’t really into it. I’ve been on my phone for the past half hour.
Jeff was so into the movie, he wasn’t really paying attention. His hands were resting on my thigh, his thumb stroking my skin lightly. I was getting inconfortable in my position and too far from Jeff as my linking, so I moved my legs a bit, this way I could cuddle up to his side. He looked down at me as he wrapped his arms around my shoulders, smiling and then kissing my forehead before focusing back on the screen in front of him.
I started to get really bored. I didn’t wanted to distract my boyfriend from his movie, as he was really enjoying it. I innocently started playing with the aim of his shirt, rolling it between my fingers, rubbing the fabric against them. I could feel the end of the movie was near, as the characters were all finding solutions to whatever situation they had going on. My free hand slid up Jeff’s side before finding his hair and playing with it, nuzzling my face into his neck.
Suddenly, his hand moved up behind my thigh and massaged my skin, some other times grabbing it. I would lie if I said it didn’t had its effect on me. I let out a soft moan against the skin of his neck as he grabbed my butt without warning. I hear him chuckle at my reaction which leads me to straighten.
“What are you doing ?” I asked smiling at him, only waiting for him to answer so I could kiss him.
“I just love your thighs.” He eyed to them, massaging them again. “They’re so soft.” I putted my legs on each side of him so I could face him properly.
“Oh, yeah ?” He nodded in respond as my face was getting closer to his, and finally our lips connected. There started the battle between our tongues, dancing in sync, with moans escaping our mouths. I pulled away for air just a second and then slowly kissed my way down his jaw, onto his neck. “Tell me more.”
Jeff moaned louder as I was sucking on his neck, determined to leave a purple mark here. “I want them-” His sentence was cut short by another moan. My core grinning on his bulge, that was getting harder with every movement I made. “Fuck- I just want to put my head between them.”
I internally froze at his words. Jeff and I were dating for a few months and everything was amazing, but he had never eaten me out before. Not that I didn’t wanted to, oh how I wanted it, I just didn’t know how to bring it up.
“Today’s your chance then.” Our lips were back together with a heated kiss.
His hands went to my waists to help me lay down on the couch. The kiss was broken for a few seconds and he took this opportunity to attack my neck, just like I did with his a few moments before. Moans were flying out of my mouth with his hands cupping me through my shirt? I wasn’t wearing any bra under his large tshirt I had on, and he took advantage of it, sliding one hand to touch my bare skin, the other resting on my waist. He was turning me on so much. The sens of him brushing on top of my skin made me shiver, my body letting him know by tensing up underneath him followed by a louder moan escaping my lips, which caught his attention. He began to be rougher in his touch, biting my neck where he had leaved his mark while rubbing it with his tongue. I was getting impatient, feeling the hot heat between my legs burning harder with every move he made at the surface of my body.
“Jeff, please touch me.” I was so needy at this moment, needy of his tongue, his fingers, of everything he could give me.
“Anything, princess.” His kisses stopped and for a second it felt so empty not to have him against me.
He placed a lazy kiss on my lips before removing my shirt, exposing my breast to his sight. In no time, he had my left nipple in his mouth, sucking on it, massaging the other. His adorable eyes looked up to me innocently, just to witness how it got me out of my mind? He loved it, the effect he’s got on me. Seeing his abilities to make me scream for him. He didn’t waste much time after it, bringing down his hand to where I needed him the most. It only took the light contact of his hands, hovering my core to get me crying out for more friction. I started to roll my hips over his fingers, hungry for more of him.
“Someone’s eager.” He laughed while releasing my nipple with a ‘pop’, noticing my impatient behavior.
“I just need you.” As I stated my desire, my panties were slowly being dragged down down legs, the fabric brushing against my skin causing me to shiver in anticipation.
Jeff pushed my legs apart, laying down between them, just in font of my dripping core. Looking down at him, my breath got caught in my lungs when I saw the lust in his gaze. My bottom lips was stuck between my teeth, languidly waiting for the tension to break down, those seconds seeming like forever to me. Suddenly, I could feel the warm of his tongue, delving into my folds, leading to a high-pitched moan filling the room and echoing in my ears. I could feel him lapping every corners he explored, licking all the juices coming out the second he went in contact with it.
My head collapsed against the armrest, eyes closed, picturing the work of my boyfriend between my legs. My mouth was parted open, allowing the air to pass, and also a collection of scream. I felt his fingers parting my folds just to push one in? I cried out at the mixed sensation between my legs, almost covering my mouth by how loud I was screaming.
“Oh my god, keep doing it.” I pleaded to him.
My hands went down to grab his hair, tangling on it so hard I thought I was hurting him. But that only made him moan against me, sending vibrations through my whole body. My back was arching, Jeff pushing it back down to keep me still. His hand rested on my hip, one of my mine leaving his hair to place it on top of his. He immediately moved it so our fingers will intertwined, another tender touch connecting us. As he added another finger in, my legs began to shake around his head, tightening around it and I started to see stars behind my eyelids. Electricity waves were send in my stomach making me gaps in pleasure, as I was falling apart under Jeff’s actions. Our hands unlocked and I was back at pulling his hair again. He had to keep me still and did it by wrapping both of his muscled arms around my thighs, this way I couldn’t make a move to disturb him anymore. He kept lapping on the surface of my core and every time the knot on my stomach was getting bigger.
“Jeff, I’m- I’m gonna cum.” I murmured between breaths.
He took note of it and dragged me closer to him, making me scream even more. I felt his fingers picking up the pace inside me, and it only took that for my toes to start curling up, my legs shaking harder than before. I was embracing my release, feeling it was just on the edge. Just as I let a loud moan escape my mouth, my high send vibes all over my body, tensing up. Jeff didn’t stop until I moaned softly, letting him know I came down from my release. His head popped up on top of me and he laid it on my stomach, kissing it.
“Thank you.” Was all I said, out of breath. I stroked his hair slightly, closing my eyes.
“You’re welcome, babe.” He laughed gently at my words, which made my laugh too, just before his head came to my height and kissed me with love.
Relationships: Stiles Stilinski x Reader/Stiles Stilinski x OFC/Theo Raeken x Reader/Theo Raeken x OFC
Warnings: Making Out, A Smug Stiles Stilinski Talking About Sex, Swearing, Physical and Verbal Violence, Abusive Relationship, AND REALLY FUCKING ADORABLE STILES STILINSKI SERIOUSLY HE IS SUCH A CUTIE YOU’LL FALL IN LOVE WITH HIM ALL OVER AGAIN.
A/N: Thank you so much for loving part one y’all. Here’s part two that also ends with another cliffhanger because I’m addicted to making you guys go crazy lol
“Oh, shit.” Stiles gasped, letting go of me as I stood on my own.
The room remained full of life and color even though he was no longer touching me. My skin, however, felt lost without Stiles. His touch left a lingering burn in my body and I was already craving it again. I longed for someone I just met and, for some reason, it felt right.
“W-We’re-” I stuttered, my mind completely overwhelmed with what we just discovered.
“Soulmates.” He finished my sentence, his warm colored eyes piercing into mine.
Stiles Stilinski, the boy my boyfriend secretly despises, is my soulmate. It’s funny just how sadistic the universe really is.
She hasn’t seen him for a while, the gym being empty and his car being away for a while. She tried to distract herself, she went to college parties, studied, worked a lot. They both have been busy with Shawn’s trip to Brazil coming up and her studying for her upcoming exams but she had to admit that she missed him. Those eyes and his adorable smile and his voice and scent and curls. But they wanted to take things slow, figure things out.
She doesn’t even know what it is they are figuring out. But, oh well.
GOT7 Reaction: Them being clingy/wanting to cuddle (request)
I am so sorry this reaction has been taking us to so long to post, but thank you for being patient with us. We are just trying to get all our reactions done to the best of our abilities because we really do want these to be written as best as possible.
“Babe!” you cheered as your tired boyfriend draggin his self in after a long day of practice.
“Hey baby!” he said with a tired smile as he made his way toward you. He joined you on the couch, just suddenly flopping on top of you without warning. he tightened his limb around you. “i missed you today.” he said softly.
“I missed you too.” you said as you waited for him to move a bit more until he cuddled you up as the big spoon like he always does.However, this time he kinda just stayed where he was. he had landed on you to where his head rested on your shoulder. he gave up halfway through his crawl and just puckered his lips for a kiss, too tired to move any closer. Of course you maneuvered awkwardly to meet his lips, just so happy that he actually came over when he said he would. It felt as though you hadn’t seen him in days.
“Babe, I’m way too tired. Take it over from here and just hold me.” he huffed dramatically.
All you could do was giggle. “Was practice really that intense today? “ You cooed as you ran you fingers through his hair.
“Yeah, practice lasted forever.” he groaned. “I was just day dreaming of hanging out with you here all day.
“Well at least the day is over now!”
“Uh-huh” he mumbled as he nuzzled his head on your chest, settling himself so that he faced in the direction of the tv.
Mark soon feel so silent you thought he was asleep. “Baby?” you whispered.
“Why don’t you go sleep?”
“I’m watching tv with you.”
“My angel! I’m home!” you could hear Jb’s voice fill your apartment from your home office.
You could hear him make his way to the kitchen, grabbing a glass of water, then making his down over to where you were. He skipped into the room with a big smile plastered on his face and he greeted you with a warm kiss. “How’s my cupcake today?”
“Wow, someone is extra peppy today.” you almost groaned as you moved your tired eyes up at him and away from your paper work.
“Of course I am. It was a short schedule today remember? This means we can finally go to that new BBQ place that opened up!” he said excitedly.
“Shit!” you thought. You had completely forgotten that you both planned to go whenever he had time in his schedule and he wasn’t that tired. “Aw, baby.I completely forgot and I just have so much work for this project.” you pouted
Suddenly he frowned just the deepest frown you have ever seen, it broke your heart. “But I finally have time now. I’m free tomorrow morning too… but the place doesn’t until open the afternoon…”
“I’m sorry sweetie.”
With slumped shoulders he let out a huff. “It’s okay… but I’m still here with you anyway that is what matters. I’m gonna go get another chair and come here and watch you work then” he said leaving the room. He had sounded a bit more cheerful, but you knew he was still disappointed when you saw him dragging his feet.
He soon returned with a dining room chair and placed it right besides you. He sat down and immediately rested his head on your shoulder. joining you in look down at your papers with a frown.
“So what is this for again?” he asked after getting bored of watching you writing for only six minutes.
“That project I told you about the other day.” you said in a mumble.
“The one that isn’t do for another two weeks?”
“Are you kidding me? You have enough time to work on it, let’s go eat bbq tonight!” he whined right into your ear.
You nudged him off, cupping his pouting face. “I know, but I am so behind already baby.”
He grabbed your hands and held them to his chest. “But please!” he begged. “It won’t take us more than two hours! You are always complaining that we don’t go on enough dates, this is the perfect time now. Let’s go!” a hint of excitement coming back into his voice
“I really can’t afford to loose anymore time though.”
“How about this, we go eat, then tomorrow i spend aaaaaaaaall morning helping you?” he offered,
“Or how about this, you go watch tv and unwind for a few hours or like go take a nap, while I do this, then later tonight we watch a movie together? That way right now I get my work done.”
His face cringed up at that suggestion and he slouched down in his chair dramatic, obviously turning down that idea.
“Can’t you just order something from them as delivery then?”
“No, it won’t be the same.” he grumbled, his angry jaw was beginning to show a bit.
“Don’t you think your acting a bit childish about this?”
“My goodness, if only the rest of the guys could see how you were acting right now.” you let out a small chuckle
In one last attempt to get his way, he lunged at you engulfing you into a tight hold. “Please! jagi?!?” he begged some more
Still he held on tight, pushing his forehead up against yours, getting more annoying by the second. “Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please? Please?”
“Boy, the longer he hung out with the maknaes the more he had started to act like them.” you thought. It didn’t seem like he was going to stop any time soon. “Fine!” you finally broke.
“Yes!” you groaned
“YAY!” he jumped out of his seat. “Let’s get ready! And I promise I will help you with your work tomorrow, let’s just enjoy tonight!” he cheered as he gave you another big kiss.
“Whatever” you smiled. Even though you knew you would be behind, it was worth seeing the smile on his face again Plus you were really looking forward to the whole bbq date to begin with.
“Thank you!” you smiled to the barista
“Thanks” Jinyoung said in a low voice as he grabbed your hand and directed you to a small table in the far corner of the cafe.
You sat down at one end, however, instead of sitting in front of you as any normal person would, your boyfriend decided to bring his chair over to your side and sit right besides you. “So you’re sitting right next to me, why?”
“I’m sorry, did it suddenly become illegal for me to sit next to you?” he asked sarcastically as he sat down, resting his arm on the back f your chair.
Moving right next to you was s bit out of the norm, but hugging you in public like this was just plain weird coming from him. Jinyoung was not the one for this much affection in such a public place. With him being an idol and all even having a date in public was a big deal to not attract any type of attention to yourselves. All you could do was throw him a weird look as a type of response.
“You look adorable when you stare at me like that.” he said keeping up that sarcastic tone of his. Then he got even weirder, coming close and giving you a quick kiss.
“…I will never understand you.” At this point it was just best to ignore the whole ordeal all together.
As the two of you waited for your drinks, you spoke casually (the only normal aspect of everything), just catching up on the small things you didn’t have time to talk about before
It wasn’t long before the barista came by. He very subtly placed the drinks down, gave a smile and walked off. Despite the small interaction, Jinyoung had changed his demeanor at the other guy’s presence. Jinyoung fell quiet mid sentence, only staring at the young man, scooting a bit closer to you and putting his arm around you waist. Again, however you ignored the behavior. All you wanted to do was just enjoy the date in general.
You spoke again, however, this time it seemed as though Jinyoung was not paying attention. His eyes were constantly glaring over at the counter area at the front of the cafe. “Babe, are you listening?” you asked
“Huh?” his eyes flickered over to you “Yeah, of course!”
“Yeah? Then what did I just say?” you tested
“Um… So how has work been?” he asked to change the topic.
You squinted your eyes at him suspiciously.
“You know you are really cute when you squint your eyes at me like that!” he said with a hint of aegyo and hugging you tighter.
“… uh-huh…” still you just ignored it.
Throughout the rest of the small date, he was still off. The entire time he never had his hands off you. Under no circumstances did you go to the front counter for anything either. Even for something as small as a napkin he would run up and get it for you, getting up so fast that you didn’t have time to protest.Most (annoyingly) of all, he just could not stop glancing over his shoulder to the counter area.
It wasn’t until you both were walking out of the cafe that you finally realized why he was acting so weird. as you both walked to the exit, you noticed his eyes dart over to the front area, targeting the barista, again just suddenly grabbing your hand as you passed him.
Upon joining the the rest of society in the crowded side walk you asked, “So you were jealous?”
“That’s why you were acting weird. You were jealous?”
He scoffed. “Me? Jealous of the barista? Pft! No!”
“Well, I didn’t ask whether you were jealous of the barista or not. But I guess I know now that you actually were!” you smiled
“I wasn’t jealous!” he insisted
You squeezed his hand and kissed his cheek. “You’re really cute when you are jealous.” you giggled.
It was a very early 7 am when your phone began ringing sporadically. You quickly opened the text messages to see what the commotion was about.
You dragged yourself out of bed and tried to run to the door to see if your boyfriend was really there. “Baby?” you asked with a smile when you saw Jackson standing there completely awake with the biggest, cutest smile. “What are you doing here?”
“Guess who got the day off today!” he cheered as he skipped into your place. His energy levels were too much for you this early in the morning. You were still processing the fact that you were even awake.
“Wait… a day off?”
“Aww, baby how sleepy are you?” he laughed. “Yeah! A day off! They told me last week and I thought I would come over and spend the whole day with you.”
It was a cute gesture that he wanted to be with you this whole day. You couldn’t help but get that whole butterfly in the stomach feeling whenever he was being cute… but you also couldn’t help but decide to get a bit of revenge on him for waking you up so early. “So… Last week when I asked you when you were free to hangout and you said that you were busy aaaaaaaall week… You lied to me?” you asked dramatically.
That was when his smile toned down a bit “…Yeah, but like I said. I wanted to surprise you!” he said as he pulled you into a hug
“But you still lied. You lied to me”
“Yeah… but only so it was to be a surprise!”
You let out a gasp. “So you really did intentionally lie?!?”’ you tired your hardest not to smile since he seemed to think you were genuinely upset.
“It was just a tiny lie, baby” he said as he hugged you a bit tighter
“No stop hugging me.” you said despite the fact the you didn’t push him off you.
“I’m not gonna let you go until you forgive me”
“Well you lied to me and you know that I don”t like liars. so like let go of me so I can go about my day.” That was when you got yourself out of his his arms and went back to your room to go wash up.
Suddenly you felt him come up behind you and grab you into a back hug.
“I am gonna go wash up. Let go of me you liar.”
“Nope” you could practically hear his adorable squirtle grin.
He followed you into the bathroom and continued to hug you as you began brushing your teeth and washing you face.The entire time he was giving you stupid compliments like “Your bed head makes you look fabulous’ and you were trying your best not to break. In general it was hard just to go through your waking up process with him hugging you and all.
Next you decided to make breakfast so the two of you awkwardly shuffled to the kitchen. You grabbed some eggs and ham and cheese to make omelettes.
“What are you going to make us?” He asked as he rested his chin on your shoulder and watched you prepare everything.
“I’m only making food for myself. You lied to me so you don’t get anything″
“But I’m soooooooooo hungry. AND IT WAS JUST A SMALL TINY LIE! I’m still here with you aren’t I?”
You just shrugged.
“I know how I can get you to forgive me.” he said ominously.
“And how do you think you can do-”
Suddenly he started tickling you from all over ”HAHAHA JACK- HAHAHA STOP!”
“Not until you forgive me!”
“FI- HHAHAHA FINE! HAHAHAH JUST STOP!”
He did so. “Yay I’m forgiven.”
“So what do you want to do today?” you asked as you turned the stove on.
“Hmmm I don’t know” he said as he came back hugging you from behind again. “Just whatever you want to do.” he said kissing your cheek
“I’m here!” you declared as you busted into his bedroom armed with medicine and food.
Youngjae looked up at you from his bed, snuggled by blankets almost wrapping himself up like a burrito.
“Jagi, what are you doing here?” he finished his question off with a labored cough.
“How dare I find out from Mark that you were sick!” you said as you made your way up to him. “I’m here to look after you silly.”
“No, you don’t have to. I don’t want you to get sick like that last time I made you take care of me.”
“Too bad, I’m going to be with you until you get better.” you said as you put your hand to his forehead to check for a fever. “What’s wrong exactly, how are you feeling right now?”
“Like I’m dying.” he frowned
“…That depends… What did you bring?” he asked looking over your shoulder to the container sitting on his bedside drawer.
“Your favorite soup obviously.”
“…Then yes i am hungry… Feed me?”
“Why cuz you feel like you are too tired to move? is your body aching too much? Or do you feel if you eat too much you might throw up?” you were quick to interrogate, going into nurse mode to figure out exactly what was making him sick.
“No, I just don’t want to undo my blankets. I feel really cold right now.”
You did so, anything so that he could stay comfortable. After he was done you went back to seeing what else you could do for him. “Is there anything else you need? I brought some medicine if you need anything.”
“No Jinyoung gave me some before they all left. Just lay down with me.” he said in his best attempt at his signature smile. He wiggled to one end of the bed to give you more space. When you came up next to him, he undid a small part of his blanket cocoon and stuck his hand out to hold yours. “Don’t worry I didn’t cough into this hand, not even once.” he reassured.
You put your hand in his “It’s ok, but are you sure you don’t need anything else?”
“Nope you are all I need.” despite being sick he was still able to throw a cheesy saying at you.
You heard rustling in the other room and soon your boyfriend stepped into your bedroom.
“Finally you got here.” you said in a groan since you were so close to knocking out already.
“Hey” he said softly. He climbed into bed next you to you, placing his hands on your hips.
The room was dark so you couldn’t get a look at his face, but you knew something was off. HE didn’t greet you cheerfully, didn’t slide his hand up and down your body like he always does, that fact that all he said in the two minutes he was there was only “hey” was not a good sign.
“Baby, what’s wrong?”
“Nothing.” his voice was so soft, you barely heard him.
“You don’t seem okay. What’s wrong/” Now you were wide awake. “C’mon, just tell me.”
That’s when he moved away from you. “I’m gonna get ready for bed.” And just like that he walked away to the bathroom.
That ‘s when you pulled your phone out and gave Yugyeom a call.
“Hey y/n! What’s up?” You could hear Yugyeom’s voice sounding tired but still cheerful.
“Hey, nothing much i was just curious about something.” you almost whispered. You didn’t want Bambam to hear you. “Did something happened today? Like I don’t know something upsetting you know… Bambam seems a bit off right now that he is over.”
“Yeah? Well i don’t know. He was a bit down today. I kept asking him why, but he never told me. I am thinking he is just tired we have been pretty busy the last few weeks.”
“Yeah? Well, yeah. That’s true you guys have… Well you get some sleep. Sorry for calling you so late.”
“No problem. Night!” he said before he hung up.
You waited patiently for your boyfriend to step out of the bathroom. Once he did, you could make out some small sniffling sounds coming from him as he walked over to you. he crawled into bed, coming back up to you, just holding you like he did before.
“Babe, what’s wrong?” you whispered.
He didn’t say anything. He dug his face between your neck and the pillow. For a second you were a bit annoyed that he refuse to say a word, but then suddenly you felt your shoulder getting wet and you realized he was crying. You knew better than to say anything more. You just held him tightly until he let it all out.
Eventually he was done and pulled away from you to get some air. You just lay back, still giving him a moment. “You feel any better?” you asked softly.
“So what was wrong?”
“…I feel homesick.” he whimpered. “…I got a missed call from my mom today. I - I tried to call her back, but when i did she didn’t pick up. she was probably busy. I know it’s nothing… but i don’t know. The last time we talked was a while ago and just- I just miss being home.” he pouted.
“I get it. It really has been a long time since you spoke to her.I would be just as upset if i went that long, baby.” you said as you ran your fingers through his hair to get the stray strands away from his damp eyes.You placed a kiss on his forehead.
“Can we just go to sleep now?” he mumbled, pulling you close again
“I’ll make us ramen!” you said as you and our boyfriend returned to your apartment from your mini-vacation to the beach.
You turned on your lights to find your place completely spotless. “Wow! Those cleaning people you hired did such a good job!”
“Right, I told you they were good.” he said as he dragging the bag in from the hall, keeping it a point to hide his growing smile from you.
You made your way into the kitchen, opened the cabinet door, only to see that the top shelf was crammed with every thing, leaving the lower shelves (the only ones you can reach) empty… causing you to have a shit attack. “Yugyeom!” you shrieked. “Yugyeom, why is fucking everything crammed on the top shelf?!?”
All you heard in return was laughing coming from the living room.
With a rush of adrenaline you opened up every single drawer and cabinet. Every single little thing (except for the large pots and pans) was magically stuffed in the unreachable top shelves of your cabinets or your pantry. “UGH!”
“I told you i was going to get you back for ratting me out to Jinyoung about me ACCIDENTALLY breaking his headphones.”
“Hey i was trying to protect myself, i wan’t gonna deal with that mess.” you said justifying yourself. “Be happy i at least told him you did it on accident. HE would have been alot more mad if he just found his headphones suddenly broke. I am so now i am so going to get you back for this!”
“I’d like to see you try!” he said as he stuck his tongue out at you.
“You wait and see.” you said ominously. “Until then you best start putting all my stuff from that top shelf back where it belongs.”
“Fine, I’ll do it myself!” you looked over to your table only to notice that your dining chairs were missing. “What the?”
“Oh yeah. I also paid them extra not only to move everything to the top shelf, but also to move your chairs to the basement.” he said with a smirk.
you glared at him as you went over to the counter, attempt to climb up the bottom shelves to reach the top. That’s when Yugyeom came up behind you and pulled you off.
“Let me go!” you growled as you struggled to get out of his hold.
“And risk you falling? No!” he said more seriously.
“Oh now you’re being an adult?”
“How about this…” he began as he placed you down on the ground, but still keeping his arms around you. “I’ll take all the stuff down… But i want a kiss for everything I put back.”
“Reward you for pranking me? Heck no!”
“Aww, don’t be like that baby. You couldn’t keep your lips off me while we were on the beach, what’s so different now?”
You continued to glare at him, so many plans of revenge running through your head. “…Fine, but i want everything exactly where it was before.”
“Ok!” he smiled as he puckered his lips for a kiss.
You gave him a quick peck. “Now bring down the cereal.”
He did so, very easily lifting his arm and grabbing the box., placing it to its proper shelve in the pantry. Then he came back to you, puckering his lips for another kiss.
you gave him another one. “Gosh this is going to take forever.” you groaned.
Again, I am so sorry this took me a long time to post.
Warnings: Humor. Feelings. Fluff. Bit of Angst. Spoilers.
A/N: This piece is kind of a episode, re-write honestly. Also this is my entry for @winchester-writes Drinking Writing Challenge! My prompt is:
Black Label Scotch - “Wow, well don’t you look hot as hell.” Also, another Valentine’s themed fic <3 Yep, I’m on a roll. | gifs are not mine |
Feedback is always appreciated it <3
“Call me if you need anything. Dean broke his phone.”
The hunch of worry Sam’s text message gave you drifted away quickly. Dean damaging his phone wasn’t something new. The man changed cell phone continually, and usually after hunts. Dean always ended up dropping over his device. It wouldn’t surprise you if he started to carry spares again.
For this hunt you decided to stay back and for once act like a full housewife. The laundry, cleaning or grocery shopping wasn’t going to do itself. You also have been planning yours and Dean’s Valentine’s evening. Tonight was going to be eventful. You were a big fan of multitasking. Everything was running perfectly, you had laundry and cleaning checked off your ‘To Do List’ when Sam called saying Dean had amnesia.
In less than twenty minutes you were packed up and already on your way to them.
Knock knock knock.
You could heard steps reaching the door and Sam babbling some words. A part of you already knew it was your husband walking towards the door. In that moment the door got wide open, Dean standing in front of you. But the man standing in front of you didn’t looked back at you like your husband Dean would’ve have. This man glanced at your body up and down, his eyes not recognizing you but liking what they see.
“Wow!” Dean exclaimed, his grin flirtatious. “Well don’t you look hot as hell.”
That was something your husband would tell you but not with those eyes. Dean looked at you like he saw a hot stranger. In other circumstances you would gave him a chuckle and blow him a kiss. Tonight your heart felt like it was being slowly crushed.
Your frowned, “Dean?”
He nodded once with wide eyebrows, “Do I know you?”’
Summary: Tom is in for a surprise by the reader but after getting off a flight he gets mobbed by fans who shove posters in his face making him feel uneasy.
A/N:Hopefully you enjoy this new fic, I talk about the situation on the post I linked. I’m really disappointed in the fans that mobbed him though. Have common decency for a human being. Tom being mobbed wtf . This fic is in relation to what happened, and of course adding stuff.
“Mr. Holland we can get you out of here as quickly as we can” Yawning I nod running my fingers through my hair. Walking out of the gate we make our way towards the front. Once down to the baggage claim a man was carrying mine and Harrison’s bags. Then it hits me all at once when the volume in the building rises from fans screams and excitement.
“Tom please sign this!”
“Tom I love you!”
A poster is shoved in my face causing me to stumble backwards. Grabbing the sharpie being shoved in my hand I sign it quickly. More posters are in my face causing me to panic, I’m exhausted from the flight we just took. This was so overwhelming after the flight, I was still waking up Sighing I sign the ones being waved in my face.
Harrison tugs me along while the bodyguards make a pathway for us. My bag gets taken to put in the trunk. Getting into the car I close the car as a mob of fans pour out of the airport doors. Harrison gets in letting out a groan resting his head against the rest. Placing my head in my hands as my elbows rest on my knees. Harrison rubs my back causing me to look up.
“You alright mate?”
“I.. I don’t know” I mumble looking out of the window as the car starts to drive.
“Tom Holland is currently on his way to his hotel room, spotted at the airport just moments ago from our sources” The announcer’s voice on the radio fills the air in your car.
“Can you speed up a bit,I’m not feeling too well” you ask even though you were completely fine. Yet there was a bad feeling in your stomach about Tom getting off this flight. You don’t know if it’s this soon to be mother intuition but you just had a feeling. Placing your hand on your bump rubbing it gently. The driver changes the station to something else after they started talking about something else.
As the car ride sped by a little quicker you pull out your phone. Smiling at the screensaver of you and Tom on your wedding day. Your screensavers always put a smile on your face when you look at them. Unlocking your phone pulling up Instagram. Clicking the search button the various posts that Instagram thinks you will like pops up. A bunch of pictures of Tom start loading up.
Setting your phone back in your purse you decide to relax for the rest of the ride. You were bringing Tessa as a surprise to hopefully cheer up Tom. She was excited to be going on an adventure. Unfortunately you couldn’t stay too long because of your ticket. It was all a surprise that even Harrison was involved in.
We just got to the hotel, see you and Tess soon. Tom’s definitely going to need this,he’s a bit upset.
Is everything okay? What’s going on?
It’s better to talk to Tom about it when you get to the hotel okay?
I’ll be there soon, Tessa is getting restless
“Tessa love, you excited to see Daddy?” you ask as the car pulls up to the hotel. Tessa walks by your feet perching her paws up at the window. Feeling your phone buzz again,you look at it to see Harrison’s message.
Room 875 ,me 879
Putting your phone back in your purse,grabbing Tessa’s leash hooking it on her. Opening the door she jumps down onto the ground, her tags jingling. Your suitcase is handed to you by your bodyguard. Tessa looks up at you waiting for you to walk. She pulls with Tom but stopped pulling since you got pregnant.
“Tessa’s here!” a voice shouts making you freeze. Looking up to see a crowd of girls that were heading over quickly.
“Fuck” I mutter walking towards the hotel doors,Tessa quickly walking beside you. Her tail wagging with a happy look on her face.
Your guard blocking some of the girls that tried shoving their phones in your face. They were desperate heathens trying to take pictures. Feeling a tug you see a girl’s hand on Tessa’s leash. Reaching down slapping the girls hand when she tries taking Tessa’s leash from you. What in her damn mind did she think that’s okay?
“Don’t touch her” You snap using a stern tone, Tessa steps in front of you letting out a little growl. The girl lets go stepping away from you and Tessa.
“What in the actual fuck” huffing out in frustration you and Tessa walk in. She lets out a bark that echoes in the hotel. Probably her own way of saying what the fuck.
“Mrs. Holland are you alright?” A man came up to you, he had a gold name tag on. He must be the manager here.
“Could be better but please get a better control of that.. one of them tried taking my husband and I’s dog” Looking back you see the group of girls that turned into a mob.
“Of course we’re terribly sorry, We hope you enjoy your stay” He gives you a small smile which you return one as well. It wasn’t his fault for what happened but knowing it will never change.
“C’mon love let’s head upstairs okay?” Giving a small tug to her leash we head over to the elevators. Clicking the button making it light up,the doors opening.Tessa’s nails click against the flooring as she walks in.The elevator dinged each time it went up a floor. Thankfully the elevators weren’t made of glass so people couldn’t see inside. Pulling out your phone opening up your messages. Sending a quick one once you reach the elevators.
Heading up to the 8th floor, is Tom in his room?
Yeah he just got settle in, how’s Tessa?
Well someone tried taking her and I slapped their hand.
Shit that’s going to be on the internet now lmao
The elevator speaks saying the floor you’re on now. Looking up to see the doors opening. Tessa steps out looking from side to side. Seeing a sign having arrows underneath numbers. Finding the number range Tom’s room is you head in that direction. Tessa’s nose sniffing on the ground her head perks up. Making it to Tom’s room you knock three times. Tessa sits down in front of the door tail wagging fast.
“shhh Tessa” You whisper as she looks up at you.
“Coming!” you hear your husband shout through the door, His footsteps are heard as he got closer to the door. A click sound signaling he unlocked the door opening it slowly.
The door opens fully to review you and Tessa. Tom’s smile making your heart melt. He pulls you into a massive hug as Tess wraps her leash around the both of you. Holding onto him so you don’t fall over.
“Shit, Tessa hold on love” Tom laughs trying to get us untangled. Once untangled he lets the both of you in. Tom cups your cheeks in his hands pressing his lips against yours. God you’ve missed him and it felt so good to be kissed by him.
“I can’t believe you’re here” his lips peppering kisses all over your face making you giggle.
“Surprise babe, the three of us were missing you”
“I’ve missed the three of you terribly… ‘ello love have you been treating you mum well?” Tom kneels down pressing a kiss to your bump. He wraps his arms around your bump resting his cheek against it. He looked so damn adorable as you looked down at him.
“Tom, are you alright though?” You ask running your fingers through his soft curls. He looks up at you then looks away quickly.
“If you want the truth, I’m actually not” He stands pulling you towards the bed. Walking over to the other side I slip my sandals off then getting into the bed. Tom strips his shirt getting in and laying next to you. His face looking serious and pained,you hated seeing Tom like this.
“So I got mobbed at the airport today.. I normally don’t have a problem with my fans cause I adore them so much for all their support.. But today was the first time I felt overwhelmed.. God I don’t know what to do or how to process this..”
“Well first off you’re going to breathe, you’re alive cause thankfully they didn’t harm you physically.. Mentally this is a lot, you’re a celebrity and it never really ends but you have your family,Tessa and I to get you through it no matter what” you say placing your hand on his cheek he turns his face to kiss your palm. He then pulls you into his warm embrace. Being in his arms calmed you no matter what happened.
“I’m so blessed to have you in my life.. I love you so much darling” His smile making your heart skip a beat like always.
“More than yesterday?” you ask batting your lashes up at him earning a laugh from Tom.
“Yes darling, always loving you more and more each day” Tom presses a kiss to your forehead while he rubs your bump. His phone starts buzzing and ringing. Reaching into his pants he pulls out his phone.
“Uh,babe.. did you hit a fan?” he asks showing you a video. It replays showing your hand hitting the girls off of the leash. Oh God it was already on the internet.
“Well in my defense she grabbed onto Tessa’s leash.. No one try’s to take my fur baby away” Tessa jumps on the bed laying down by your legs. Her sweetness shining in her eyes, you loved her so much.
“They grabbed onto her leash?” Tom asks looking at you shocked his eyes going wide.
“They can hate me all they want, I’m a dog mom first and no one tries to take Tess’s leash from me”
“I can’t even imagine how you’re going to be when someone is rude to our daughter darling” his chuckle making his chest vibrate.Tessa rolls on her back waiting for a belly rub.
“Yes love, I will protect you with my mum honor if it’s the last thing I do..” leaning over to reach her belly to give it a rub. A happy bark escapes her making you smile.
“Definitely will make them rue the day if they upset our daughter or our dog child”
“oh bloody hell did you just say rue?!” Tom’s laughter fills the air of the hotel room.
“Oh hush at my word choice but it works!” You push him making him fall out of the bed.
“Fuck! dammit babe” he groans laughing at what just happened. You enjoyed moments with him like this. Acting silly and being madly in love with each other. Life was perfect because you get through the hardships together.
Let me talk about Lance (and Keith) and that scene ...
… y’all know the one.
This is going to be mostly ranting about character development, and what things, new and old, I ponder about when it comes to Lance (and also about Keith, though mostly Lance). I just have a lot of thoughts/opinions and they wouldn’t fit in a rant about the episode itself :)
There are spoilers (and tons of rambling) beneath this cut :D
Could you possibly do a Nalu photographer shoot AU? Natsu being the Model and Lucy being the photographer. Thank you!!
He’s A Natural
Word count: 1397
A/N: Have some Scottish Natsu! And Canadian Lucy, but that’s more from me using my own euphemisms lmao. This could get so much longer, and maybe ‘ll continue it when I’m not swamped! So model Natsu is always a fun thing, and tbh hot damn.
“It won’t be hard, they said.
“You seem so much more comfortable behind the camera, they said.
“Just one photo shoot, they said.”
Lucy grumbled to herself, pacing in the space set aside for breaks. The white tent was partially open, but it still managed to hide her from the source of her spiking anxiety. The very attractive, very pink, and very naked source.
“Do a natural outdoor scene, they said. It’ll be fun, they said.”
“Are you done talking to yourself or do you need another five?” Lucy sighed loudly, glaring at Loke’s head where he peeked around the corner of her sanctuary. “Seriously, the poor guy’s gonna freeze his dick off.”
“Then maybe he should put on some pants.” Lucy snapped, slumping into a chair and burying her face in her hands. She didn’t know why he was affecting her like this. Not only had Lucy worked with gorgeous models before, but she had also seen them naked! In her bed! Genitals did not faze her normally, so why was she losing her shit?
“You ready, Drama Queen?” Loke asked. Lucy pouted, accepting his hand and looking up at him.
“Fine, but if anyone’s going to be taking him home it’s me, got it?” Lucy said sharply. Loke cackled, throwing his head back. He raked his hand through his wild, ginger hair as he grinned down at her fondly. Lucy liked to tell him it looked like a lion’s mane after she had had one too many drinks.
“Whatever you say princess,” Loke purred, hooking his arm through Lucy’s and leading her back out to the meadow they were shooting in. “But first you have to talk to him. Maybe learn his name.”
“Shut up,” Lucy grumbled, leaning her head on his shoulder.
“Thought I scared ya off,” the model joked as they approached, scratching the back of his head bashfully, towel wrapped around his waist. A very, very small towel, fluffy and white, which only made his deep tan stand out more. Who knew pink hair and brown skin went together so well. Or that Lucy had a thing for Scottish accents.
“What’s your name?” Lucy asked, loudly and suddenly. She felt her face flush hot when the model cocked his head at her, confused smile pulling his lips at her outburst. God, please let a random tree just crush her now.
“It’s Natsu,” he said, holding out his hand. Lucy took it, swallowing around her dry mouth at how big his was compared to hers. And she knew what they said about big hands and big feet…
Lucy yelped when something sharp dug into her side, pouting up at Loke before realizing why he had to shove his bony joint into her ribs in the first place. Her eyes snapped to Natsu’s, deep green almost black and sparkling with impish joy. He knew. And he knew she knew. And she knew he knew she knew. And Lucy was really praying for that stray tree right about now.
“Lucy. My name- uh, my name is Lucy.” She managed out, blushing deeper at his amused and teasing smile. Oh, he had freckles. Wonderful.
“You can let go of his hand now,” Loke said, grinning down at Lucy smugly.
“Maybe I like holding his hand,” Lucy retorted, glaring up at her friend.
“He likes holdin’ your hand too,” Natsu said. He winked at Lucy’s squeak, deep laugh shaking his chest as she dropped his hand.
“Alright! Either we start now or you’re all walking home!” Gajeel boomed. Lucy rolled her eyes at their equipment manager, ignoring his threat. He’d only followed through with it a couple times. Everyone wandered off to their positions, Lucy fetching her camera and fiddling with it as she kept her back to Natsu. She could do this. Be professional. Don’t take a picture of his dick. All things that Lucy could do.
Lucy turned around, and marched herself to stand in front of Natsu. Who had lost the towel, and was standing legs spread and unashamed, basking in all his Scottish glory.
“Do you dye your pubes?” Lucy squeaked, hand slapping over her mouth in horror. She was fired. This was it, her first time as the photographer and she had blow it oh God Jason was going to kill her and then fire her-
“Ain’t ya a spit fire?” Natsu cackled, easy as he smiled at Lucy. “And I do no’ dye anything. All natural ‘ere.”
“Oh,” Lucy breathed, some of the awkwardness melting off her at Natsu’s openess.
“And before ye ask, I’m a grower, not a shower.”
Ahh, there was the mortification.
“You don’t have to be crude!” Lucy gasped, smiling as she tried turn her face away from him.
“Ain’t I ‘posed to be the shy one?” Natsu called. Lucy laughed, rolling her eyes before sticking her tongue out at Natsu. They continued to bicker as Lucy directed him this way and that, trying to find the best angle before snapping a photo. Honestly, all of his angles were good, what with his strong cheek bones and slightly pointed chin giving him a playful and boyish handsomeness, slanted eyes bright and framed with thick lashes, nose a little crooked at the bridge but still broad at the tip. And then there were the freckles scattered across his face, like little deep brown constellations.
“Close your eyes and tilt your chin up. No, not that much. Okay more. Less. Natsu now you’re just doing this on purpose!” Lucy laughed, slightly exasperated by his exaggerated movements. She snapped a picture of his profile, eyes closed and tilted towards the sun, grin pulling the corner of his mouth up, the image on the camera looking as if he was a woodland imp who knew a secret and you didn’t.
“So bossy,” Natsu teased, opening his eye and looking at Lucy from the corner of it. Lucy snapped another photo, breath catching as she looked down at the screen.
There sat a picture of Natsu, seductive as he looked at the camera, gaze sharp like a wolf and just as hypnotic. Lucy’s mind shot down to dirty, dirty, places the longer she looked at it.
“Oh, that’s a good one, ain’t it,” Natsu said, leaning over her shoulder. Lucy squealed, clutching the camera to her chest protectively. Lucy flushed when his eyes followed her motion, lingering a few seconds too long on her cleavage to be innocent. He coughed, eyes flicking away as pink coloured his ears.
“You two can fuck later, let’s just get a move on to the body shots!” Gajeel called, ripping Lucy from her stupor. She threw her middle finger up at him, glaring when he waved her off and walked away, probably to harass the interns.
“Ignore him,” Lucy smiled at Natsu apologetically. “His girlfriend’s away for a month and he gets a bit crabby when he doesn’t get laid.”
Natsu’s nose twisted in a grimace even as a low chuckle fell from his lips. “He’s me cousin, I don’ think I need’a know ‘bout his sex life.” he chuckled. His grin grew warmer at Lucy’s shocked expression, arms lifting and crossing behind his head as he continued to talk. “He’s the reason I got the job. It’s me first time modelin’, but I needed the pay, so ‘ere I am.”
“Well you’re a natural at it,” Lucy assured. She could hardly believe this was the first time he had modeled, the camera adored him.
“Thank ya,” Natsu grinned. Lucy returned it, having to tilt her head up a bit to look at him, standing as close as they were to one another.
“Seriously, make yer bedroom eyes at each other when we’re not on the job!”
“Piss off ya walkin’ pin cushion!”
Lucy laughed, half hiding her face as she shook her head. Natsu beamed down at her, sharp canine revealed by the curl of his lips. She shooed him further back, taking in a deep breath. Looking at Natsu fully, standing buck-ass naked in the middle of a spring meadow just starting to bloom, Lucy couldn’t help but bite her lip. God, she had no idea what he did for a job, but Lucy was leaning towards boxer if the grooves of his muscles on his chest and abs were any indication. Not to mention his thighs… or his forearms…
She was definitely going to take Natsu home. Or at least out for drinks.
She needed to know the dirt Natsu had on Gajeel from when they were kids. And just how much of a grower the pink haired model really was.
Picture Perfect - Dean Winchester x Reader x Sam Winchester - Chapter 6
Title: Picture Perfect
Pairing: Sam Winchester x Reader, Dean Winchester x Reader
Word Count: 5,503
Prompt: I got it! Can you do a fic where Sam dies while (Y/N) is pregnant with his child and so Dean helps her raise the child and they live the apple pie life and right when Dean wants to propose to (Y/N), Sam returns to life & ANGST. Please and thank you
“Hope you’re happy.” you said in a hoarse voice, tears having welled up in your eyes as you crosed your arms over your chest and walked away from both of them.
“Neither of us is.” Dean spoke up as he approached you “But we know that she has to learn the truth, sooner or later. And at this point- it wouldn’t make any difference. She already loves Sam, she doesn’t see him as a stranger so that’s what matters.”
“Right, because it’s more convenient.” you scoffed, shaking your head “Liten to me here, we’ve been through tons of shitty situations. We’ve lived moments we never thought we’d go through and that other people would have been torn apart in but this- it’s no longer just the three of us. That kid upstairs is my life and I don’t care what I’ll have to do but I am going to protect her happiness with everything I’ve got.” you got closer to both of them, forgetting for a moment that Sam would probably see the marks Dean had left on your neck. That and the fact that you were actually wearing his shirt.
“And I know she has to find out, I agree that she has to. But I need you both to understand one thing: no matter what goes on amongst us she stays out of it. I don’t want for a second to see her cry, and I need you both to know that.” you said in a stern tone and after a final look you were making your way upstairs.
Your mood seemed to be changing every five minutes as it seemed but you didn’t care anymore. You were slightly angry, yes, mostly at Dean for having gone to talk to Sam without you there. It almost seemed behind your back and you didn’t want to admit that it mostly scared you about what else he had in mind to do.
“She really hasn’t changed one bit.” Sam whispered and the corners of Dean’s mouth lifted into a small smile.
“Yeah” he whispered in a hoarse voice “She really hasn’t.”
Summary: You cannot hear music until you listen to your soulmate sing. Until then, you’re stuck in a world without the joy and art of the harmonies and rhythms, and can only stare in jealousy at the other couples singing with each other. That is until the fateful day when you find your soulmate comes, only to lose him seconds later, sending you on a mini adventure to find him––with the help from his friends, of course.
( not my gif )
You frowned in jealousy at the group of friends across the street laughing and singing along to the music playing from the boombox hanging on one of their backs. Music you couldn’t hear.
Why couldn’t you hear it, you asked yourself. Why did you have to find your soulmate so much later than those across the street who didn’t look much older than sixteen?
Hey guys! This took me so long to write and I hope you enjoy it! Wanted to make it as relatable and realistic as I could, so I would love to know what you think! This is also super long, you’ve been warned!
Oh and… smut ahead ;)
Toronto, 23:12 p.m.
It’s late and Jo is so tired she feels like passing out at the kitchen table. She stares at her textbook but the paragraphs seem to blur in front of her eyes and she frowns, trying to decipher her notes on public international law. Her eyelids are heavy and she stifles a yawn, rubbing her eyes.
Shawn is sitting across from her, a focused look on his face while listening to demos, one headphone in, nibbling on his bottom lip, looking at the screen of his MacBook.
Jo normally loves evenings like this. Her and Shawn working until the morning hours, engulfed in their passions.
She loved how they would bring out the best out of each other, supporting each other, staying up so late to get that song done or finish that paper for uni.
Graduation. The day that everyone was praying to approach faster even though life was a big obstacle waiting to kick everyone’s ass. You stood beside Jeff, holding his hand, and with every other senior that made it to the last day of school in Liberty High. This was the day Jeff was so proud of because he thought that his one, barely passing grade in History was going to affect his future. You had faith in him and kept him motivated as well as helped him alongside Clay, the junior who was a genius.
Now, here you both are standing together in your blue cap and gowns, waiting for the ceremony to start. While Jeff would be going to his assigned placement, you would be taking a seat on stage beside faculty members as you were appointed the 2017 Valedictorian. You watched with happiness as parents were tearing up watching their babies sit down, ready to be pushed out of the demo version of school and into the version that makes you pay around at least forty or forty-five thousand dollars a year.
When the ceremony was finally starting, you said goodbye to Jeff, kissing him quickly before you departed and went your ways. Principal Bolan did his short introduction and then you were up at the podium with your speech.
From the moment you met Bucky Barnes you’ve want to get to know him. So what
happens when a little game of twenty questions that he doesn’t know you’re
playing becomes something more?
Bucky Barnes x Plus size Reader
Reader, Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers (mentioned) Peggy Carter (mentioned), Sam
Wilson, Natasha Romanoff, Clint Barton,
future but they still have a place in Stark now Avengers tower in New York.
None just fluff
Part of this story is a anon request I received, the second part of inspired by
@promarvelfangirl 2K Fall follower celebration #pmfgk2. Hope everyone enjoys
and as always feedback is always welcome and appreciated.
Tags: let me know
by ask or message if you want on or off the list.
“Hey Bucky,” seeing him look up
at you, “Coffee or tea?”
Brow raised thinking at first
that you’re trying to be a smart ass but seeing the genuine interest on your
face, “Both just depend on what I’m in the mood for. Why?
“No reason just wanted to know is
all,” giving him a bright smile while turning back to making your own tea.
Shaking his head a half smile
finds its way onto his face. Sure it’s been years since the programing Hydra
put in his mind, their way to destroy humanity and reshape it as they see fit,
was taken out and he’s rejoined the world sorta speak. Though there are times
when he still feels like he doesn’t fit in, never will, even with the pardon
and his POW status granted to him. Bucky finds this world a little jarring at
times and much like Steve he feels like a man out of time. He tries to blend
in, to move forward, and get to know people other than the Avenger’s like you
for example. However, he always finds himself staring, trying to think of just
what to talk to you about and always falling just a touch short of the right
Looking up, catching you staring
at him, “Something on my face?”