his stupid face and my need to make something

Ten Things I Hate About You

Originally posted by teenwolf--imagines

Prompt: based on the poem on the movie that I absolutely love. 

Pairing: Theo Raeken x Reader

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“Doing Laundry”

summary: 

“It’ll only be a minute. I’m just came to do my laundry again.”

“Oh, is that what the kids are calling it now?”

“W-what- N-no—? Please I legit need to do my laundry.”

“You wanna come and do some laundry in my room?”

genre: smut, fluff eheeheh

warnings: blowjobs, anal, 2010!phan i think

words: 2093

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a/n: set while dan was in university, particularly after he had just experienced the bit in the laundry room in his “what not to do at university” video. this was also based off of this prompt and this beautiful artwork by icaseyouart. hope you enjoy!!!! <33333

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Drinking buddy

Pairings: Peter x reader; Father!Tony x reader

Requested: Hi! would you mind writing one where the reader is Tony Starks daughter, and she and Peter are good friends and they know each other through the avengers. Tony is having a grown up party with alcohol and invites Peter, and tells the two to stay away from the alcohol but they end up getting drunk they can’t stop laughing and is just goofing around, and the team tries to get them out of there before Tony sees them. And Peter spends the night and next morning they have hangover and Tony finds out?

Word count: 4 220

A/N: I know i haven’t been active for such a long time but i am back now :O First i wanna apologize for posting this request so late and for the tons of mistake you may see. I hope you guys like it and please let me know what you think. (i am so desperate, i really need to know) Feel free to request ♥

Originally posted by capntony


Originally posted by tomhollandhollaatme

Friday. Another boring day in the tower of the famous superheroes named ‘The Avengers’. You may think that being a child of one of them would be so cool and your life full of adventures but oh dears, how wrong you are…My name is (Y/N), daughter of the one and only Tony Stark aka Iron Man. And although my father and his friends are the saviors of the world, I cannot say my life is so interesting. Just like my father I’m a really good mechanic and I love creating new things. That’s what I do almost all the time but daddy never lets me help him and I kinda understand why but still I am angry at him. I have tried so many times to persuade him to let me do something for the team but he insisted on my staying away and being safe. Bullshits. Everyone knew my father has a daughter, if somebody was to attack me, they would have done it not caring whether I am in the team or not. However, let’s stop with self-pitting and getting you bored to death.  

As I was saying, it was a Friday morning and I was alone (again) in the spacious tower waiting for my father and his teammates to come back from a mission in London I didn’t know about…Well, not as much as I wanted. When I woke up I did everything ordinary- brushed my teeth, cooked something for breakfast, stumbled over the carpets because I was too sleepy and bored to look where the hell I was going, watched TV, ate again, went to the balcony, a second later to the kitchen for a hot chocolate but exited the room with a piece of cake. So basically my day was – eating, watching and sleeping just like now.

“(Y/N)!”, someone screamed in my ear and I jumped from the sofa I was currently sleeping on. The action caused my body falling on the ground and feeling a strong pain in my ass. As I was still sleepy I tried to stand up as fast as I can to protect myself but I hit my head on the table next to me.

“Shit!”, groaning I laid on the floor waiting for the headache to disappear.

“Sorry.”, the person said but still giggled at the spectacle that happened in front of him.

“Fuck you, Parker!”, he just laughed and extended his arm in order to help me stand.

“Language, (Y/N)!”, I smirked as Steve’s voice echoed through the room. Seconds later I saw him and the others entering. My dad, of course, was caring a bottle of whiskey and some cups for the others.

“You look like hell”, I stated after looking at all of them. Nat and Clint were still in their uniforms, which were covered in blood, both theirs and probably the victims’. “What happened to you? I didn’t expect you to come back so early.”

“Well, to cut a long story short, they tricked us.”, Nat groaned as she took a glass of whiskey.

“More than once.”, Bruce finished. By the look on their faces they were pretty worn out. Only Peter looked okay.

“And why is Peter the only one who looks like a fresh flower?”, his smile vanished immediately and he frowned at us like a child.

“They locked me on the helicopter so I could not help them in the mission.”, the way he talked made me laugh, he was really behaving like a little kid.

“Come on, Pete. We talked about this. You helped us and didn’t get hurt.”, Wanda spoke. Her face was wounded and tired, “And no matter how much I like talking to you, I need to rest, so see you later.”, and with that she exited the room.

“At least it is Friday. You have two days off now.”

“Being a superhero means you never get the chance of resting and having days off, (Y/N).”, my father spoke but as soon as the words escaped his mouth, he stood from the chair with a smile on his face.

“We all know you have something stupid in your head, Stark.”, Clint exclaimed, “What is it now?”

“We’ll make a party. Tonight.”

“Yeah, because a party is the last thing we need right now.”, Natasha and Steve disagreed with my father.

“Oh, come on! We need to ease out minds and have some fun. We have no idea whether Colson will phone us tomorrow with some shit information or another mission. I don’t know about you but I am throwing a party tonight and I indeed don’t care whether you would come or not.”

“I know I will regret this later, or probably till the end of my life but I think he is right.”, Clint spoke and stood up, “We need a way to unbend.”

“That sounds super, daddy. What time will the party st-”

“Oh, no. No, no and no. It will be an adult party, sweetheart. You and Peter are too young to attend it.”

“Wait, what?!”, I and Peter screamed at the same time, “I hate you! You never let me have some fun in my life. You didn’t let me be part of you, I am capable of helping you and yet you make me stay away! You ditch me here alone for days while you guys are on a mission and when there is something that can entertain me for some hours, you banish me! That IS NOT FAIR!”, I screamed at my dad. He opened his mouth to say something but I hurried to get out of the room. I wasn’t really into getting a rap on the knuckles for my behavior. I went straight to my room but before I got the chance of closing the door, somebody stopped me.

“Hey, there.”

“Hello, Peter.”

“May I come in?”, without answering I opened the door more widely for him to enter, “I know how you feel but you should understand him.”, he spoke softly.

“Understand him?! For what?! He is being so mean towards me and I have no idea why. I have done nothing!”

“I know how you feel, (Y/N). I’ve been, no, I am still going through the same. First it’s aunt May, and on missions it is Tony. He has only you and he is afraid of losing you.”

“That doesn’t explain why he is behaving like that.”

“No, it does. I didn’t say it was right or that there is logic in his actions but you know him better than anyone else. Don’t be so harsh on him, he loves you and we all know that.”

“It is strange that he doesn’t allow me go to the party! He has done so many things when he was a teenager, things I do not want to mention.”, but no matter how angry I tried to be, I knew Peter was right. I should try to work out the things.

“Well, he may have forbidden us to go but is that actually going to stop us?”, a playful smirk appeared on his face. I smiled widely and looked at the boy who was now sitting on the bed next to me.

“Did I hear you right? The nerd boy Peter Parker suggesting going on a party?”

“Do not act as though it surprised you.”, he sounded offended but he was giggling.

“How are we going to do it?”

“I dunno but give me some time to form a plan. I will get you after some hours for the party, milady.”

“When did you become so confident?”

“After I embarrassed myself over 20th times in front of you.”

We stayed in my room for two or three hours giggling at the memories when I and Peter first met each other and how nervous he had been. I had never expected to have someone as close as him but Peter had somehow found a place in my heart and I still couldn’t figure out what exactly it was. After the boy left I opened my wardrobe, sat on the bed and looked at it trying to figure out what the hell to wear. The never ending problem of a girl. My father had filled it with so many clothes and yet nothing seemed too good for tonight.

It seemed that I had fallen asleep because when I opened my eyes I was greeted by a handsome vision of Peter.

“Why are you not ready?”, he screamed-whispered.

“I dunno what to wear.”, answering simply I closed my eyes in order to sleep at least 5 minutes more.

“Oh, no! No! No and no!”, exclaiming the boy shook me lightly and tried to make me sit, “We are not going to sleep because we are having fun tonight, you get it Stark?”

Groaning I rubbed my eyes and when everything became clear I glanced at Peter. He was wearing trousers and a red short sleeve shirt which I had to admit was classy and sexy on him.

“You look, just…Wow.”, I swear I saw him blushing at my comment.

“Well, thank you. Now, we have to see what you are going to wear. The party started like 1 hour ago so I hope that ‘till we are ready your father will be drunk enough to not spot us.”

“My father can never be that drunk. I have the feeling that the alcohol isn’t affecting him anymore.”, we laughed and then searched through my wardrobe for something suitable.

To not waste your time with boring descriptions, I will only say that we spent an hour until we were finally ready. When we exited the room I did my best not to think about the mess inside. All my clothes were lying on the floor but at least it was worth it. Taking Peter’s hand we headed downstairs where the party was held. I was wearing a dark red dress, which was a present from Nat. It had sleeves but my shoulders were bare and so were my legs. It wasn’t that short but surely it wasn’t something my father would approve.  

As every step we took, the music was getting louder and louder. When we arrived I was shocked. I had never seen so many people in one room. Looking around I saw a DJ, probably a famous one, a bar, an improvised dance floor and no place to sit.

“Probably no one will spot us.”, Peter shouted so I could hear him but as life is a bitch, someone spoke behind us right after Peter said that.

“What the hell are you two doing here?”, when I turned around I calmed a little as it was Nat and nobody else. Honestly, she and Steve and maybe Thor are the only one I can trust to not tell my dad when I am in a serious trouble.

“Nat, please, do not tell dad!”

“If you promise me to not do anything stupid.”, she had crossed her arms in front of her chest but surely the alcohol she had drunk was making the things so easy for us.

“When have I let you down?”, I winked at her but she only rolled her eyes and a smile cracked on her face.

“Just have some fun and stay away from your dad. If he sees you, I do not know you. Get it?”

I and Peter nodded and turned around. I looked at the bar and when I saw nobody of our friends was there I nudged Peter.

“Let’s drink something.”, smirking at me, he took my hand and we headed towards the bartender.

“I would like-”

“Sorry, miss but you don’t seem like an adult, neither your friend.”, I clenched my teeth. For the first time in my life I wanted to have some fun and this guy was not going to ruin it.

“Do you know who you are talking to? Excuse you, but my father has fired you to serve for his party and right now, he wants some drinks for him and his friends. You can see them over there if you want.”, I didn’t turn around because I had no idea where daddy was and I didn’t want to attract his attention if by some chance he had saw me, “so I don’t want to get a rap on the knuckles because somebody cannot do their job.”, I knew I sounded kinda bitchy but I had to. Sometimes you have to show people who you are.

“My sincere apology, Ms. Stark. I will give you the drinks in seconds.”, the man turned around to pour some alcohol. He didn’t ask us what we wanted but as I had said they were for my father, the bartender probably knew what he usually drank. Spinning around the man gave us four glasses of whiskey on rocks, a cocktail and two shots of vodka I think.

“Thank you.”, smiling at him I took half of the shots, while the others were taken by Peter.

“That’s why I love you, (Y/N)!”

“Why? Because I can supply you with alcohol? And I thought you were a nice guy.”, I acted as though I had been hurt but the smile on my face gave me away.

“Well, we’ll see tonight.”

“You wanna get drunk?”

“Why not? And besides, tell me someone better to embarrass myself in front of than you.”, smirking I stopped and so did Peter. I got nearer and looked up at him.

“Then, what are we waiting for?”, his smile grew wider. We put the glasses on a table near us and we both stayed with the two shots of vodka. Cheering we tangled our hands, just like the married couple do at their wedding, and drank them on ex.

“Shit.”, i exclaimed as I felt the liquid going down my throat.

“That thing is like fire, dammit.”, Peter was coughing and I was laughing at him.

“I thought you were tougher than that, Parker.”

“You have seen nothing, yet, darling.”

“I hope so.”, smirking, we took the next shot.

And we were on a roll. After we finished our drinks we decided to have some fun. I dragged Peter to the dance floor. Although we were drinking so much for a first time, I didn’t feel drunk, neither did Peter. We just had more courage and didn’t care about the world. Dancing around, laughing at our moves, joking and flirting with each other distracted us and we didn’t see my father getting near. I was about to bump at him when a strong figure stood between my father and I. Looking up I saw Thor’s face and beamed.

I threw my hands in the air happy to see the god and opened my mouth but he used his free hand to shut me. He looked back and stood like that for some seconds. After that he let me go and drank from his whiskey.

“What was that for?”, although I wanted to be angry I couldn’t stop smiling like a fool.

“You two were about to get in a serious trouble if it wasn’t me and Nat to prevent Tony from seeing you.”

“Thank you, Thor!”, exclaiming I hugged him tightly which coughed him off guard. Peter used the opportunity to steal Thor’s drink and take a sip.

“No, no!”, he tried to get it back but I was the one who took it from Peter. Thor turned towards me but he wasn’t that fast as I tried the beverage, too, “Shit, shit, shit!”, he couldn’t stop cursing as he saw his glass empty.

Suddenly everything in the room became blur and spun. I staggered and caught Peter’s arm to regain balance but Peter was about to fall. It was Thor who took us and helped us stay still. A minute or two later everything was fine but far away from normal.

“I thought that was whiskey. ” , Peter spoke.

“It was, but I have put something special from Asgard as your alcohol cannot affect me that much. Shit! Tony’s gonna kill me.”

“I feel awesome.”, I was definitely drunk as the words escaping my mouth were in a slow motion.

Thor turned around hoping he would see Nat or Steve or anybody except Tony that would help him. I grabbed Peter and tried to drag him away from the Norse god without falling on the floor. We were away from him but we bumped in someone else. Turned out to be Vision.

“Hello.”, he greeted us, “I thought Mr. Stark forbade you to come.”

“Hello, Vision.”, Peter said, the smile never leaving his face.

“No, I talked with him later.”, I didn’t know why but I couldn’t stop laughing, “He said yes.”

“You look drunk.”

“Yes.”, I screamed, “That was the point, right Peter?”, unfortunately I turned around too fast and staggered. I fell on Peter but as he was as drunk as me we both fell on the floor.

“It seems you fell for me, huh?”

“For you, dunno, but thanks in it was on you.”

We were sounding so stupid and I was sure there was no logic on whatever we were saying. I lied next to him and burst out laughing.

“There you are!”, Nat shouted angrily as she approached us, Thor behind her.

“Hello, Nat! Do you have some drinks with you?”

“No drinks for you anymore!”

“But I want!”, both Peter and I shouted and looked like spoilt brats. We looked at each other and again we began acting as though we had been insane.

“Oh, god! Thor, why did you give your asgardian thing to them?”

“Do not shout at me, Natasha! It’s not like I let them, they just stole it.”

“What are we going to do with those two. They are uncontrollable.”, while she was talking to the Norse god, she didn’t manage to see us sneaking out. For an assassin she wasn’t that good with keeping an eye on people.

“Where are they?!”

“Where is who?”, as the question was asked, the three superheroes froze. It was Thor to turn around and speak.

“Natasha’s weapons. She thinks somebody has stolen them.”

“Oh, I will buy you others. Just have some fun for one night. You guys surely do not know how to enjoy a party.”, Tony rolled his eyes and turned around to leave his mates.

“That was close.”, Nat breathed out, “We better find them. Now!”

“It won’t be that hard. They are over there.”, Vision pointed at us as were roaming around the room stealing drinks left without a supervision. We were taking, drinking, leaving the glass. I was about to do it again but I felt strong arms around my waist.

“If you wanted me, you could have just asked me.”

“I surely do not like your drinking state.”, Thor stated as he lift me and began walking out of the room. I took a hold of the door trying to prevent him from getting me out.

“No! I am not going anywhere!”, after some minutes of struggling to take me out of the room, he finally did.

“Those two are like newborns. You should always supervise them.”, Steve spoke as he caught up with us, holding Peter who was doing everything he could to get out of Cap’s grip.

“Captain America is here to save the princess from the villain.”

“No, Captain America is here to save both your and our lives from your angry dad if he finds out about your state.”

“You are bad. I and Peter wanted fun. You ruined it.”

The next thing I remember was the ceiling of my room.

I couldn’t say opening my eyes was an easy job. Even the slight light in the room was causing me a splitting headache. It was like somebody was hitting me with a hammer after they had punched me several times and had slammed my head against the wall. My eyes were in agony, I just wanted to get them out of my head. Finally I managed to open my eyes but of course with a lot of cursing and groaning which caused the awakening of somebody in the other corner of the bed.

I made an effort to sit up and look who was there but the sudden and stronger pain in the back of my head stopped me. This time I wasn’t the only one groaning in pain.

“Shit. My head is about to explode.”, I heard Peter’s voice. Events from last night started to appear but they were like small pieces of a really enormous puzzle.

“What happened last night?”, whispering, I started to massage my head in order to reduce the pain.

“Dunno.”, the boy answered. I didn’t feel the bed moving so he was probably in lack of energy just like me, “But we have overdone drinking.”

“You don’t say…”

I closed my eyes again ready to fall asleep when I felt something vibrating. Turning around I saw some black spots due to the fast movement. When everything came back to normal I looked at the night stand next to my bed. There was a message from Nat but I first spotted were the two glasses of water and some pills. Smiling I took one of them and threw the other at Peter.

“What the hell, (Y/N)?”

“Just take it. I hope it helps.”, groaning he sat up with a lot of effort. Of course he was in the sitting position five minutes later but still, he took the water and swallowed the liquid and the pill.

“My dad’s gonna kill us.”

“Only if he finds out.”, Peter mumbled as he laid back on the bed. And speaking of the devil…

“You are in a serious trouble young lady!”, my dad’s voice was loud bun with the hangover it sounded as though I had been near music columns.

“Daddy, please…”, I whispered and massaged my head again.

“Do not daddy me! How could you do this? After I forbade you!”

“Of course she would do so, Tony.”, Clint stated. I hadn’t noticed that some of the Avengers were in the room, “She’s your daughter after all.”

“I- wait, what?!”, Tony looked confused yet angry at his teammate.

“Clint’s right and you know it. How many times have we forbidden you do something and you still have done it anyway.”

“How am I the guilty one now?”

“Dad, please, do not shout…”

“Peter, what are you doing here?!”

“I-”, Peter stuttered as Tony’s attention was now on him. It seemed that my daddy didn’t notice him when he burst into the room.

“It’s not his fault. He just came with me to keep an eye! I made him drink all the shots and Thor’s asgardian thi-”

“You gave them that?!”, dad looked at Thor with wide eyes filled with shock and anger, “You gave my daughter -”

“Oh, no! No, no and no! Not again. I did not give them anything, they stole it and drank it.”, with an irritated face Thor left the room. I should apologize to him later, he has done everything he could to save me from my dad after all.

“Can you leave us, alone?”, seven or eight heads turned towards me. They all nodded and left the room. Nat came and helped Peter who was still trying to fight his hangover. Well, next time I would know that he should not drink so much.

“Peter, next time I see you in my daughter’s bed I would end you.”, Dad threatened him.

“Daddy.”, Tony looked at me and once he saw the pain written on my face and heard the desperation in my voice he calmed down a little. Coming closer he sat on the bed next to me.

“I’m sorry.”

“What?”, I expected him to shout, throw things, be sarcastic, angry…anything but apologizing was something I did not thought would follow.

“I shouldn’t have disallowed you from coming. I, Clint was right…I know what I’ve been doing when I was your age and I just didn’t want you to be the same. In attempts to protect you from turning into me,  have caused something way worse…I know you are probably hating me, not only because of the party bur for everything…”

“I don’t hate you, dad. Fuck it, I love you more than anything. It’s just I spent my days here, doing nothing, especially when you are on missions. I just wanted some fun, some socialization, some…some time with you, even though it would be on a party. I’m sorry I acted like this. I wanted to prove something to myself and mainly because I wanted to break the rules…”

“Sounds like a man I know.”, a smile cracked on his face and we both laughed at the comment.

“Can we…can we spend the day together? Just me and you?”

“Of course darling.”, daddy responded. I didn’t miss the tears he was holding back. Tony and I had never been much into such talks, apologizing for hours and so on. We needed only one hug or look to understand each other and know the things were better, “But I have something to do first.”, he said and stood up.

“What?”

“Killing my teammates for trying to hide you and your drunk ass from me.”

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maxwellandlovelace  asked:

Hey! My birthday is March 25 (the big 3-0). I love smutty!everlark (preferably rated E) and Peeta in a uniform. That would be an awesome present, but I'd be happy with anything=) I think you're doing such a great job with this blog. It's a wonderful idea!<3

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Grattis på födelsedagen!! Wishing you a wonderful birthday @maxwellandlovelace. To help you celebrate in style, the always incredible @katnissdoesnotfollowback has written this wonderful slice of Everlark, just for you!


All’s Fair

WARNINGS: RATED M for mild language, immature pranks, and smut. Everlark college/military cadets AU. ;-)

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“You sure you know how to pick one of these things?”

“Yep,” I whisper as I continue to work quietly. Not as fast as I’d like since my hands are shaking.

“Damn, Everdeen, where’d you learn to pick a lock?”

“Senior prank in high school,” Gale explains to them quietly. “I hotwired the principal’s car and she picked the lock on the hockey rink so we could park it on the ice.”

“Nice,” Mitchell says.

“You scare me, Everdeen,” someone else mutters. A third snorts in response and Gale reminds them to keep their eyes open.

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kathytkat  asked:

Could I please get a scenario of Hitoshi Shinsou feeling really insecure for others are saying s/o is dating him because he used his quirk on them and s/o reassuring him. 😿😿 I think he deserves more love!!

He deserves ALL THE LOVE 


“I hear that (y/n) is dating that guy who can make people like, his slaves or something.” you hear a girl gossip to her girlfriend as you near them with Shinsou. “I be nervous he’d make me do things I wouldn’t want to. From what people told me from the sports festival, you don’t really remember much of it either. how convenient.” she scoffs. “I bet he’s using that quirk on them right now. There’s no way they would date him. I mean, are they in their right mind right now?”

Shinsou seemed like he wasn’t fazed by the reaction of the two girls who were talking so rudely about him but you knew that he didn’t like the way people saw him. He was at UA for a reason; this is the school of heroes so why do people keep comparing him to a villain?

As you near the unsuspecting teens, you speak up even though you know your boyfriend would just want you to ignore it. “Not that it’s any of your business or anything like that, but I’m 100% ‘in my right mind’.”

They jump and you can see their face pale when they hear your voice. Neither of them say anything so you continue. “You don’t know the first thing about my boyfriend. He isn’t going to use his quirk for something as stupid as that. He doesn’t need his quirk to make me date him because I’m with him for who he is, which you would find out if you just spoke to him and had a conversation with him. Oh but no, you’re going to judge him because of something he has no power over.” You roll your eyes at them and shift your weight to one foot. “And you’re suppose to be heroes in training? No hero would ever talk about someone like that. Come on Hitoshi, let’s go.”
  
You pull him away and out of earshot of them. Once you both are alone, you notice that he hasn’t said anything to you yet but is just staring. It’s safe to say that you’re upset, definitely more so than him. “I hate people like that!” you clench your fists at your sides.

“Don’t worry about it, I’m use to it. It’s fine.” he reassures you, but you know that he’s lying by the look in his eyes. He’s always gotten bullied, and people always tell him about how his quirk is villainous yet he didn’t ever do much about it. He always made it seem like he was unaffected by their words.

“But I don’t like it! They’re scared of you for the wrong reason. They should be scared of the hero you’re going to become.” you start to calm yourself down and you see Shinsou looking at the floor. You put your hands on his cheeks and make him look at you. “You’re perfect and you’re everything that I’ve ever wanted; you need to know that, okay?”

He smiles gently at you, “You’re going to make a pretty good hero one day. You’re always standing up for people.”

“Oh yeah? Well so are you, because you’re already mine.”

Now or Never

Prompt: Steve has always liked you as more than a friend but was always afraid. When the chance for him to save you from unwanted attention and claim you as his, he doesn’t take it. Tony swoops in to save the day making Steve pout.

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader (with a meddling Tony)

A/N: I’ve had this for a bit now and I’m happy that I could post this now. This one is a bit longer than what I usually do but I still the story of it. Lately, I’ve been writing a lot of Hamilton fanfic, but I swear, I write more than that :P Remember that my requests are always open! As of now, I’m blank on ideas so I would love requests! Enjoy!

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Y/n

The bar was roaring with noise and was crowded with people. Tony and Steve both have caps on and keeping their heads low as they escorted you out for the night. 

You let out a loud sigh as you finally squeeze your way through and found a table open for the three of you. “I didn’t realize so many people would be out tonight!” You had to scream over the music for the boys to hear you.

Tony tilted his cap back to look at you and threw you a smirk. “Well, what is there not to celebrate after the Avengers just saved the world? Again!” You all shared a chuckled and started to watch the people around the bar. 

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Glasses

A lovely anon requested:I’ve just recently found your page and have been reading your writing. I have to say it’s great. I was wondering if you could do a one of the reader getting glasses. (cause i just got some) She’s feeling confident with them but hears a comment that changes her mind. Also can it be paired with Bucky hope you can make it fluffy cause Bucky deserves happiness

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 956

tags: @coltcas

Masterlist


A/N: My first time writing for Bucky woot woot! I don’t have glasses so I’m sorry if I got some things wrong but I hope you like it!

*Y/C/N= your coworker’s name


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You were nervous at first. When the optometrist told you that you’d need glasses, you worried about how your life would change, from the cosmetic-related insecurities to how it was going to affect your everyday tasks, but once you had gone through the process and picked out the perfect pair, you knew it wasn’t going to be all that bad. It would take some getting used to, but you also gained a sense of self-confidence in accepting it as starting a new chapter of your life. After all, you were still you. You with glasses.

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Letting off Steam

A/N: An anon requested the dialogue prompt “Just smile, I really need to see you smile right now.” for Negan. I hope you enjoy it <3

Word count: 852

Warnings: Sexual innuendos (this is Negan we’re talking about after all)

Originally posted by snoxhite

Your clenched your teeth as you slammed the door of the parlor behind you and stomped down the hall. Fuck all of them. You weren’t going to sit there and subject yourself to hearing the other wives make nasty remarks about your weight, your personality, or whatever bullshit callous excuse they made so they could act like assholes. So you decided to leave and blow off some steam elsewhere and wait for Negan to inevitably find you and have a talk about how you gave Sherry a pretty little shiner for sharing her two cents about you to your face.

You poked your head into the designated gym area in Sanctuary, breathing a sigh of relief when you found it empty. Negan’s men hadn’t brought back much equipment from their supply runs, but all you cared about was the trusty old punching bag that hung on the other side of the room. You’d never taken any self defense classes before the apocalypse hit, but after dealing with your ‘sister wives’ for so long you understood how cathartic it was to punch the crap out of something.

Without hesitation you took your stance and let your fists fly, connecting with a satisfying smack as the bag rocked from the force. You exhaled quickly with each punch, almost as if letting out every little grievance from your body. Grunting, you applied more force into your punches, adding in a couple of elbow jabs for good measure as you imagined how enjoyable it felt to punch Sherry in her smug fucking face.

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Protect Myself (PART 2) - Best Friend Calum/Boyfriend Luke

Part one can be found HERE - I got a couple requests for a part 2 so I hope you like it!


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I wake up with Luke’s arm draped across me and the sun blocked by the curtains. When I look at the clock, I realize that it’s already almost noon. I shift so I am facing away from him but I allow him to tighten his arms around my waist and hold me closer. Silence. 

“Morning” Luke mumbles but I don’t respond. I have hope that Luke may think I just turned in my sleep so I wait to see what he does. Luke shuffles so his front is pushed to my back and he kisses the back of my neck and sighs. “I just wish you would tell me.” He groans as he turns himself out of bed and walks into the bathroom. I lay flat on my back and focus on the off light fixture. Calum was right…of course. I need to tell Luke and I need to tell him soon but there is no way that I’ve imagined where Luke does not blow his top and tell me I can’t do something. When he returns from the bathroom he finds me sitting on at the head of the bed.

Luke knows that I have bad days. He knows that there are times that I could be given all the love and affection in the world but one person could say something that might at some point possibly be construed into something slightly rude in the tiniest of ways and it could be bad enough to me that I have to tell Luke I’m having bad thoughts. He knows that in the past I’ve been raped, he knows that I tried (unsuccessfully) to end it and he knows that even with I say I want to be alone, what I want is to be with these four idiots who can change everything. 

“Oh! You’re up” he says surprised.

“Yeah” I reply sadly. He comes towards me but stays cautious.

“Are we going to talk about yesterday at all or is that something we just need to let slide past?” I look up with no emotion and he nods his head up and down. His face falls in the expectation that he will never know. 

“I just - Calum told me that you asked him not to say anything.” 

“Yeah” I say again. “I’ll have to remember to thank him for that.”I knew that he wasn’t going to leave it alone, even if he promised that he wouldn’t tell him for 2 weeks. I knew as soon as I looked in his eyes as I left that he was going to spill the beans eventually. “It’s just all jumbled it in my head.”  Luke comes over and inches towards my back. As screwed up as my emotions are right now, Luke trying to squeeze his tall frame behind me makes me let out a quiet puff of a laugh. His arms wrap around me and he pulls me back. I lean in and prepare myself for what I expect to be a fight. 

“I’m ready when you are.” I rest my head and close my eyes. I want to feel him wrapped around me for a second before I ruin this. 

“I got arrested.” I mumble quietly and Luke stiffened. His arms stayed tight and I wait.

“I think I heard wrong” he replies, he knows he didn’t but he is going me a second chance to say it. There is a fight coming but I know that Luke is going to try and stay as collected about it as he can for as long as he can.He tends to get loud and big when he is mad but I cannot handle the intimidation that inevitably comes with a man over a foot taller then you, yelling.  

“Where?” His jaw is so tight.

“Santa Monica.”

“Why?” This was definitely just said through his teeth. In an effort to keep thing calm I try to defuse it before it goes further. I can feel the annoyance rolling off of his skin. He wants me to stop being vague but I need to keep him sitting.

“I have to start with that really, it wasn’t my fault. It was bad timing for the cop to show up and he didn’t see the whole thing and it was my word against the other guy’s and I’m okay, he wasn’t able to - “

“Stop” Luke interjects. “Just tell me what you were arrested for.” 

“Assault” I mumble. 

“For” he pushes but he isn’t as tense - for now. 

“Punching a guy in the sack the way that Calum taught me.” I add the last part so that Luke knows that I used my self defense. He must know that I would only use that punch if I was being attacked. 

“Why?” 

I stay silent for what feels like forever. 

“Why?” He says louder and the wall he put up for the anger, it’s starting to fall. 

“Because he was…” I feel the first tear fall. “He” a tear lands on Luke’s arm, still at my waist. 

“Did he fucking touch you?” In one swift move, I am turned to the side, on Luke’s lap with his eyes holding a steady gaze on my far less confident one. “Did. He. Fucking. Touch. You?” His eyes are full of fury and I start to shake. This is going the way I was scared it would. He is starting to falter and I know that he can’t hold back much longer. 

“No. I protected myself” I respond. His eyes lighten slightly. 

“What happened to him?” I just shrug at the question. 

“I don’t want to talk about him or it or the police. I want to forget it happened and I want to go back to acting like we always do” I rush out. I can’t lock eyes with him anymore. I can’t keep my fighting flame lit if Luke fixes those blue eyes too strong. 

“Last time this happened to you…” he trails off, no doubt thinking about the weeks I spent in the hospital afterwords. I can see his teeth grinding and know he is using everything he has to stay calm. 

“Last time isn’t now, Luke.” My fingers tight around each other.

“I know that but -”

“Please. I don’t want to think about it. I want to let it go and I want to just go back to what it was before this happened.”

“You want to go back to me constantly worrying that when I go to work, you are out on the street in danger of being attacked, of being raped again, of being killed? No, I’m not going back to that. You’re coming to work with us and you will come home with us and I’m not letting you -” I push myself out of Luke’s lap. 

“ABSO FUCKING LUTELY NOT, LUKE.” I yell. For the first time in a long time, my anger is like a fire. Luke is taken aback but stays seated. It’s hypocritical for me to be able to yell but expect Luke to remain relaxed but no one ever said PTSD made sense. 

“I called Calum because this is exactly why I didn’t want to tell you. You don’t get to tell me that I can’t go out and do stuff. I was able before and I will be able again, I’m not going to lock myself in a room and do nothing because of a little catcalling.” I’m beyond frustrated. I hear movement in the house and know that the others can hear our fight. 

“MY JOB IS TO PROTECT YOU!” Luke yells, hands flung through his hair, holding tight to release some frustration he stands at full height but I sink to the floor and cower towards the wall. Within 2 seconds of my collapse Luke is back to holding me. He is curled completely around me when the door flings open. 

“Luke” Cal says and moves swiftly to get me away. Luke would never do anything to me but Calum can see I cracked. He pulls me free and gets between me and Luke. 

“I’m sorry, I just got frustrated. I didn’t mean to - ” he is a mess. I can hear the congestion from the tears and I know he must look a wreck. I feel someone’s hand run down my face and I pull away quickly, scrambling along the floor to the door. I get up and run. 

“Y/N!” Cal says, startled. 

I see Ashton at the bottom of the steps, seconds from coming up. He doesn’t know what happened but he holds his arms open and I collide with him hard enough to knock the wind out of my lungs. I clutch to him and whimper. 

“I can’t be here. I need to… I need… Please.” I don’t know where I want to go, I don’t know what I want to do but I do know I can’t be with them. I have to get away from Luke and Cal. I have to clear my mind before I formulate stupid thoughts. 

“This is what I was trying to stop” Cal is saying frantically as he came down the stairs. I hid behind Ashton, still furious with him and scared of the whole situation. He was right and I know it but it’s too late and now…Now I need Ashton to be my protection. “Please. I can’t handle you being scared of me” I make a pathetic whine and grip Ashton’s shirt in my hands, face buried in his chest when he turns back to Cal.

“Please, just go to Luke” he tells him. He looks sad and I hate that I’m doing this to them but I can’t stop it. I need to leave, I need to be somewhere that I can’t do something stupid. Ashton ushers me to the door where he grabs his keys and we walk outside. He doesn’t say a word as we get into the car. 

“It’s my fault. I’m broken and all I do is break others.” I stare out the window as Ashton backs out. I’m sobbing now, knees to my chest, lungs on fire from finally letting it all out. Luke is looking out the bedroom window and my heart shatters when I see him realize how scared I am. He puts his hand to the glass but Ashton pulls away. 

“You have a good reason to act the way you do” Ash reminds me. 

“Not one that’s good enough…”





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Part three can be found HERE

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November

I walked out of my Thursday lecture with a spring in my step, still incredibly happy that thanks to my schedule I always had a four day weekend, only actually expected in uni on Tuesdays, Wednesdays and Thursdays. I did have to try not to think about how much I was paying simply to do those 3 days a week, because that would ruin the whole thing.

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I have a cat that is obsessed with all things electronic. All of them. Anytime we use something he immediately shows up to investigate. Print something? Cat is there. Turn on DVD player? Game console? Tv? Cat is there. Vacuum? Hair dryer? CAT IS THERE. He's even learned how to turn some things on/off. He has no fear. And I can't help but wonder what would happen if tony had a pet with a similar disposition

Yay I finally finished one of the 29 prompts currently in my inbox. :O I’ve been in a bit of a slump, but have Tony with a tech loving kitten named Mittens (Steve’s choice) 


The cat is not Tony’s he didn’t pick it out, he didn’t agree to having it in his house, just because it follows him around like a duckling does not mean that it is his cat. Steve named the cat. Steve bought the cat. It’s Steve’s cat, not his, and Steve needs to get Mittens out of Tony’s lab before the stupid cat hurts himself. 

He tries to pull up a video call, only for mittens to place his face through the screen and meow at him. He narrows his eyes, attempting to manipulate the hologram around the cat shaped obstacle, somehow the cat manages to open a game of minesweeper. He doesn’t even have minesweeper. 

“Mittens, dude, I’m going to level with you.” Tony informs the cat, crouching slightly so he can make eye contact. The cat meows in response. “You need to get out of my lab.” Tony tells him. The cat makes a sad noise and Tony reaches out to pet him, promptly losing the game of minesweeper he wasn’t playing. 

The cat purrs in response, arching into Tony’s hands happily. There’s a snorting sound from the doorway. 

“Get Steve to come take his stupid cat.” Tony requests, without sparing Clint a glance. Clint just laughs louder as Mitten rubs his head under Tony’s chin. 

“Doesn’t look like the cat wants to go see Steve.” Clint teases, Tony groans, Mitten paws at his face in response. 

“Just turn on a hairdryer or something before Mittens crawls into the fabricator and gets hurt.” Tony grumbles. “Did you hear that Mitten? He’s going to turn on a hair dryer. I know how much you like hairdryer’s.” Tony coos, shooting a glare at Clint before he can respond. 

“Tony dude, just carry him upstairs.” Clint says, pressing the elevator button, Mittens runs over excitedly at the whirring sounds and meows pitifully at Tony when he doesn’t follow. 

“Ugh, I can’t believe old man Steve got the most tech friendly Cat I’ve ever met.” Tony grumbles, Clint snorts a laugh when the cat jumps into Tony’s arms, nosing at the arc reactor excitedly. 

“Still doesn’t seem like Steve’s cat.” Clint says. Tony glares at him. 

“I love Mittens, but Mittens is not my responsibility. Steve named him, and bought him, he’s Steve’s problem. It’s not my fault I’m more likeable than Captain Computers are stupid.” Tony grumbles as the cat purrs in his arms. 

“You know it’s not just the tech dude, the cat just likes you.” Clint informs him, Mittens licks his arm in agreement.  

Just a little more ( Jimin x Reader x Jungkook)

Genre : M, threesome, anal sex
Plot : you’re dating Jimin but feel attracted to Jungkook.

Reader POV

I’ve been dating Jimin for a year now, we’re happy, I really love him but something has been bothering me lately… Whenever Jungkook is around I can him staring at me. When he passes by, I feel his hand brush on my back or my shoulder… and the thing is it does something to me. I try to stay away from him but he’s always there, maybe I’m just imagining things. There was this one time, we were all on the beach, i was playing in the water with Tae and Jungkook was looking at me, he didn’t avert his eyes when I caught him staring, his eyes were roaming my body up and down, I felt completely naked under his gaze, and then he smirked at me. Or this time at a party where his hand stayed on my back a little too long, and little too close to my butt. But I never confronted him about it because I felt guilty… I was attracted to him, I couldn’t deny it anymore. I considered the other members of BTS as my brothers but with Jungkook it has always been different. Tonight Jimin told me he was going to practice and come home late, I was feeling lonely so I asked the BTS group chat if some of them were available.

Yoongi : I can’t sorry
Namjoon : I’m taking Jin out for dinner :/
Hobi : Me and Tae are going to the movie
u want to come ?
You : No thanks, don’t want to play the
third wheel x)
Kookie : I can come see you

What should I do ? The other members will think it’s weird if I say no to him…

You : No… I don’t want to bother you
Kookie : It’s fine Y/N, I’ll be over in 10min

Okay I’m definitely screwed… I can’t just not let him enter. We’ll just watch a movie and eat no big deal and then when the movie’s over I’ll throw him out.
The doorbell rang, I went and opened the door. He was wearing a white button up shirt with blue jeans, he has grown up quite well I must admit. I went to the kitchen and tried to find the noodle cups.
Oh here they were, on the top shelf of course… I tried to jump but ended up only hurting my knee. Suddenly I felt a strong body behind me, Jungkook took the noodle cups easily, I turned around. We were too close, way too close. My cheeks started to reddened, I could feel it.
- Here you go Y/N. said Jungkook while putting the cups behind me.
I looked at his lips, I wonder how they would feel on mine … no stop you have a boyfriend ! Think about Jimin, you love him right ? Don’t do something stupid.
- Could you please move Jungkook ?
I asked with a small voice.
He leaned towards me, his face was in my neck, I could feel his breath against my skin sending shivers down my spine.
- Do I make you uncomfortable ? He whispered in my ear.
I needed to get away from him now or I might do something I’ll regret. I pushed him off me with force, he seemed straddled and looked a little lost, for a moment I felt bad.
- I’m sorry Kookie …
- No, it’s me… He turned around and went to seat in the living room.
I microwaved the noodle cups, took chopsticks and sodas and went to the sofa. We ate in silence, exchanging banalities, we never have been this awkward with each other before.
- Look Jungkook… I don’t want us to be this weird around each other.
- Y/N you don’t get it. He said harshly.
- Tell me then !
Seconds later I was on my back, Jungkook’s lips on mine. I couldn’t think, everything happened so fast.
- I want you Y/N. I want you so much it hurts.
He was looking straight into my eyes, I could feel my heart beat faster and faster.
- Jungkook we can’t… I’m with Jimin. I love him.
- But you feel something for me… I know you do.
He started kissing my neck softly, I tried to push him away but it felt too good…just a little bit, then we’ll never do it again. He continued sucking on my neck, going down to my exposed collarbone. In one swift movement my shirt was off, he kissed me roughly, our tongue battling for dominance. He unclasped my bra, I tried to cover myself but he pushed my arms aside.
- You’re beautiful Y/N, don’t hide yourself.
He said before licking my nipples, I let out a moan, he continued sucking on them until they were all sensitive and perky. He went down on my stomach, giving gentle little kisses, I wanted more, I craved his touch somehow. He took off my jeans, leaving me in my lacy thong, he probably could sense how excited I was…
- Open your legs for me baby. He said with a commanding tone.
I did as he asked.
- Good girl… look how wet you are already, is this all for me ?
He slapped his hand on my core making me scream.
- Yes daddy, only for you !
He began rubbing me through my underwear, leaving me panting and needy.
He pushed my thong aside and started teasing my clit with his finger, I was going crazy, I needed something inside me.
- Daddy please I want your fingers…
- will you be good for me after ?
- Yes yes I’ll do everything you’ll ask !
He finally pushed one finger inside me, moving it oh so slowly. I rocked my hips trying to take more of it, he seemed to understand my plea and added two more fingers, I kept moaning louder and louder as he fucked me with his long fingers.
- On your knees baby. Come suck daddy.
I went on my knees and started unzipping his pants. He was so big… I couldn’t wait to have him inside my mouth. I took off his boxer and started stroking his dick, smearing the pre cum at the top. I could hear him groan, this gave me confidence and I took him in my mouth, he was hot and heavy on my tongue. I hollowed my cheeks and began sucking and licking, trying to take him entirely in mouth.
- You’re doing so well baby girl…. let me fuck your mouth.
He held my hair and started thrusting in mouth, I gagged a few times, saliva was dripping down my chin, I felt like a slut and somehow I loved it. Suddenly I heard the door unlocked. Jimin.
- So that’s what you do when I’m gone ? You fuck with the maknae ?
His eyes were burning holes in my head, I was too scared to respond.
- Jimin, I’m sorry it’s my fault… said Jungkook.
- You’ve always dreamed about fucking her right ? You want to know how tight she is right ?
Jimin was getting closer, he sat on a chair in front of us.
- Fuck her.
- What ? I said suddenly.
- I said fuck her Jungkook. Go ahead don’t hold back. You don’t want to make me angry right ?
Something in Jimin’s voice made me shiver, I’ve never seen him like this before.
- Y/N open your legs and finger yourself.
I slowly sat down and did as I was told. I could feel them both staring at him… it was way too hot right now. I started rubbing my clit, and put a finger in, they were watching me with hungry eyes, I let out a moan. I put three fingers, knowing I was already prepped from before, and started thrusting them in my wet pussy… knowing they were both looking at me while I touched myself was turning me on so much.
- You’re enjoying yourself right baby ? Do you think you could come just from your fingers ? Said Jimin.
I was moaning loudly now, I was close so close.
- Look at Jungkook, he can’t wait to have you squirming under him. You want him to fuck you right ? Want his big cock inside of you ?
All the dirty talk pushed me on the edge, I reached my orgasm with a loud scream.
Still hazy I didn’t realize that Jimin was now between my legs. I could feel his tongue poking at my anus, me and Jimin only did it twice down there. He slowly inserted his tongue in and out, making lewd sounds. I let out a scream when he added one digit, I started to feel good, loving the stretch.
- Relax your butthole for me baby girl.
Suddenly I felt something pushing his way inside my hole, it was small glass dildo. The sensation was strange, it was cold and made me feel so stretched out.
Jimin then went back to his seat. Jungkook was having a hard time controlling himself, he was breathing heavily and his eyes were dark with lust.
- Fuck her Jungkook. I know you want it.
I could hear Jimin said in the back.
Next thing I knew Jungkook was between my legs and in to the hilt. I screamed, the stretch was so good, both my holes were so full. He started thrusting in slowly, but I wanted more… the overstimulation was driving me wild.
- She wants to be fucked hard Jungkook. Can’t you see ?
His pace accelerated, he was groaning in my neck, telling me how good I felt, how he loved how tight I was. I could feel my second orgasm approaching, a particularly hard thrust made me cum again. But he didn’t stop, he kept fucking me at a frantic pace, I didn’t know how long I was going to last.
- Jungkook lay in your back. Baby you’re going to ride him.
We changed postions quickly, the glass dildo was still in my asshole. I began riding him, the new angle was so much better, j could feel him deep inside of me.
Suddenly I was pushed forward, Jimin was behind me.
- Now you’re going to have 2 dicks inside of you, won’t you love that you slut ?
He said before slapping my butt, I let out a moan, the sting was delicious.
- Yes master, I want you inside my asshole please…
He took out the glass dildo and quickly replaced it with his cock. It was larger and longer, It hurt but he didn’t gave me time to adjust and started to fucking me, pounding deep into my ass.
- You like it right ? Being used like a whore like that ?
- Oh my god yes ! Don’t stop please !
I was moaning and screaming, the entire room was filled with groans and the sounds of our skin slapping against each other.
- Jungkook tell her how good she is.
- God Y/N you’re amazing, keep tightening around me baby, I’m close.
Both of them kept fucking me at a harsh pace, I could feel a third orgasm coming. Jungkook hit my sweet spot repeatedly while Jimin kept slapping my ass.
- Are you going to cum soon baby ? Asked Jimin.
- Yes !
A few more thrusts and my orgasm hit me. Seconds later I could feel them emptying themselves inside me, their cum coating my walls. We all collapsed on top of each other, breathing heavily.
They slowly pulled out, the cum dripping down my thighs. I have never felt this satisfied before.
- We need to talk. Said Jimin who had put his shirt back on.
- Jimin I’m so sorry, I love you, I really do.
- I know, but you like Jungkook too.
I stayed silent, not knowing how to respond.
- Y/N I like a lot… but I don’t want to break your relationship with Jimin. Said Jungkook with a small voice.
- I want … both of you. I said confidently.
- Okay. Let’s try. Said Jimin. But no sex when I’m not with you.
We all laughed silently. This night we slept together, me snuggled between them, feeling and happy and content.

End !

Honey Bee

Third part to the Bees Sting story.

Negan x Bee (reader’s nickname)

2300 words

Warnings ~ Negan language, sexual innuendo, Bee’s quirkiness(?)

Lyrics from “Big Spender”

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    As we walked down the hall to my room, her tiny fingers never leaving mine, I chanced a quick glance at her. Her head was down, not even fucking looking where she was walking, just taking the chance that I wouldn’t let her walk into anything.

 “Bee, are you fine with this? You’re awfully fucking quiet, and with your head down like that you kinda look like you’re being led to a fucking firing squad. I can take you back to your room doll, is that what you want?” I was willing her to say no, that she was fucking fine coming to my room.

 Suddenly, she let go of my hand, running like a little rabbit down the hall, stopping right in front of my fucking door. She leaned back against it, placing my scarf around her neck, then gently dropping the toy bee down her top again. Looking directly at me, she smirked. “It’s what I want, Negan.” Winking, she started twirling the ends of my scarf, humming, then singing.

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I made a post about Licht wearing Hyde’s scarf and I intended it to be fluffy but it turned out a little angsty instead.


“I’m going to kill that fucking hedgehog.” Licht mumbled to himself as he tried to adjust his sweater to cover his neck but it was utterly impossible. He blushed when he remembered the previous night and touched one of the hickeys Hyde gave him. If anyone saw them, Licht would die of embarrassment but he didn’t have any clothes that would cover them because he only packed his summer clothes. He thought about asking Kranz to buy him a scarf but then he spotted Hyde’s scarf on the ground.

“Well, this is your fault so the least you can do is lend me your scarf.” Licht picked up his scarf and wrapped it around his neck securely. It was surprisingly comfortable and soft. He remembered one time Mahiru told him how he liked to steal Kuro’s jacket and Licht didn’t understood why. Wearing Hyde’s scarf now, he could see the appeal. Hyde’s subtle scent clung to the fabric and Licht smiled to himself.

They needed to leave for his rehearsal soon and Licht turned to their bed to wake Hyde. He stopped when he saw the peaceful expression he had. They didn’t get much sleep last night and Licht decided to let him rest in a little more. The recital hall was on the first floor of the hotel so they didn’t have to worry about their distance limitation. 

Licht closed the curtains more tightly so the sun wouldn’t wake Hyde. He knew that Hyde could most likely panic if he woke up alone so Licht wrote him a note. As he placed it on the nightstand, he glanced at Hyde’s soft expression again. Licht ran his hand through Hyde’s hair lightly and his fingers brushed against the chain around his neck. He rarely took off his name tag and the few times he did, Hyde always made sure to keep it nearby. The only thing he treated similarly was his scarf.

“I’ll take your scarf as punishment but don’t think I’ll always go easy on you just because you’re cute.” Licht said softly to him even though Hyde couldn’t respond to him. He was certain that he wouldn’t have the courage to say something so affectionate if Hyde was awake. “Don’t sleep in too late.”

Licht made sure to close the door quietly behind him when he left the room. He adjusted the black scarf around him one last time before he went to meet Kranz. He planned to speak with the hotel owner that morning and told Licht to meet him downstairs. Licht slept in a little and he wouldn’t be late so he rushed down the hall. He didn’t want to hear Kranz lecture him so early in the morning.

He spotted Gil at the end of the hall and Licht stopped to talk to him. Licht couldn’t see his expression because of his whale costume but Gil was shocked to see Licht wearing the familiar black scarf. Before he could comment on it, Licht spoke first. “The stupid hedgehog is still sleeping but don’t bother waking him yet. He’ll disturb my rehearsal so let him laze around for a while. I left him a note telling him where I am but if he runs off before reading it, stop him from rampaging for me.”

“Okay.” Gil nodded, well aware of how Hyde would react if he woke up and found his Eve missing. Licht thanked him and started to run down the hall again but Gil stopped him. “Wait, isn’t that Hyde’s scarf?”

“Yeah, I’m borrowing it.” Licht blushed a little because he remembered the reason he had to steal it.

“He gave it to you?” Gil’s voice was a mixture of shock and amazement. Licht tilted his head in confusion a little. Hyde always wore the scarf but Licht didn’t think it was different from the other accessories he had. Gil patted his head and his voice was proud. “You really made him grow up. Take good care of that Servamp and his scarf. He trusted you with something important.”

“Sure,” Licht agreed even though he didn’t understand the significance behind Gil’s words. His phone rang and he swore softly when he saw that it was Kranz. “Shit, I’m late. Bye, Gil.”


Licht played a few scales on the hotel’s piano and listened to the notes carefully. Each piano was different so he needed to familiarize himself with it to bring out its full potential. Kranz left to speak with some of the staff and Licht was alone on stage but he preferred the quiet when he was practising. So, he made an annoyed sigh when the door flew open violently. Licht turned and saw that it was Hyde.

He had a panicked expression and he was breathing heavily so Licht knew that he must’ve ran all the way down from their hotel room. Licht stood and yelled at him. “What the hell, Shit Rat? Don’t make so much noise while I’m practising. Didn’t you read my note? Gil must’ve told you I was here so you don’t need to run around like some maniac.”

Hyde stride forward without a word and slammed his hands down on the piano on either side of him. The keys screamed angrily when he did but Licht wasn’t shaken. He was trapped between Hyde’s arms but Licht could never be afraid of him. The panic and desperation in his eyes did worry Licht though. They fought many times but he never saw Hyde so angry before. 

“You took my scarf without asking!”

“That’s what you’re angry about? You interrupted my practise and you could’ve broken the piano, Shit Rat. Don’t get pointlessly mad and act like a child.” Licht yelled back and Hyde’s eyes flashed for a moment. He tried to take the scarf back but Licht held onto it, not wanting to let Hyde win a fight. They were both acting petty and Licht didn’t know why Hyde would put so much importance on a simple scarf.

“Let it go, Lichtan!” Hyde demanded. He didn’t stop trying to take the scarf back even after Licht kicked him roughly. They both started screaming over each other. “Stop struggling or else you’ll rip it! Give it back to me, Lichtan!”

“Damnit, Shit Rat, I’m just borrowing it. You can go a day without wearing this stupid thing. Let go of me, Hyde! You’re hurting me! Why is it so important, anyways?”

“Ophelia gave it to me!”

Hyde felt Licht stiffened and he froze as well. Neither of them spoke for a moment and Hyde felt his throat go dry. He realized how strong his grip on Licht’s arm was and he immediately let go of him. He stepped away from him but Licht didn’t move. He rushed to apologize but the words caught in his chest when he saw his expression. Licht’s wide eyes became a storm of emotions. Surprise, regret, envy and sadness clashed until he closed his eyes.

Finally, Licht moved and slowly took off the scarf. He thrust it towards Hyde and pushed him away at the same time. “Take it. I was only using your scarf to cover the bite marks you left. But, don’t worry, that won’t happen again. Don’t bite me again and sleep on the couch for the rest of the trip. You should’ve told me earlier. I would’ve never touched it if I knew that it was so important to you.”

“Wait, Licht, I’m sorry for being rough! I reacted poorly.” Hyde cupped his cheeks to make Licht look up at him. He gasped when he roughly pushed his hands away. Licht kept his face lowered so he wouldn’t see his expression. “Licht, I love you.”

“… I need to go see Kranz and ask him if he has something to cover up your stupid bite marks. Don’t bother me until my tour is over because I need to focus on my performance.” Licht ordered before he turned away. Hyde wanted to run after him as he watched him leave but the hurt in Licht’s voice paralyzed him. He looked down at the scarf in his hands and it felt much heavier than usual.


Licht woke up early and peered out of his room to see Hyde asleep on the couch. It had been a couple days since their fight and Licht had been avoiding him. Once he was certain that Hyde was asleep, Licht opened the door fully. He heard him pacing in front of his room for most of the night so he knew that he must’ve been tired and sleeping deeply now.

In front of his door was a melon and Licht knew that Hyde was the one that left it there. Everyday since their fight, Hyde would leave small gifts for him as an apology but Licht refused to be swayed. He stepped over the melon and walked to the door. They were in Japan and they already made plans to spend the day with Mahiru and Neko-san. Licht decided to see them alone and woke up early so Hyde couldn’t follow him.

Licht placed his hand on the doorknob but he couldn’t stop himself from looking back to Hyde on the couch. He sighed heavily to himself and walked to the couch. Hyde’s expression was a little sad and Licht pulled the blanket over him more. Then he wrote a note that told him he was going to see Mahiru and placed it over Hyde’s face.

“Why do I love an idiot like you?” Licht whispered but didn’t stay to hear his answer.

He left the hotel and walked to Mahiru’s apartment alone. It was still early in the morning and hours before the time the Sloth Pair was expecting him but he was certain that Mahiru was too kind to turn him away. Playing with Neko-san would also be a good way to take his mind off Hyde. But, walking down the street alone, Hyde was all that filled his thoughts.

Licht remembered the expression Hyde had when he tried to take back the scarf from him. He could only remember one other time he saw Hyde lose his composure like that. It was when they were trapped by Tsubaki. He knew Hyde’s past and how important Ophelia was to him so he understood why he reacted the way he did. Losing someone you loved and having to move on was already difficult but they also parted tragically.

Even though he understood that, it still hurt him.

Licht knew how Hyde felt about Ophelia but he told himself that it was his past. He thought that he moved on from that time in his life. Seeing the way Hyde clung to the scarf Ophelia gave him, he couldn’t help but have a little doubt. Was he just a replacement or a distraction from her? Hyde did describe him as ‘a way to kill time’ before they became close but he thought that changed, especially after they started dating.

He had no illusions about what Hyde was before they met, a man driven mad with grief who was screaming for help. Now, he wondered if he still wanted something he lost. Licht didn’t know how he could compete against a ghost. Hyde showed him his past and he saw how much he loved Ophelia. He hated feeling jealous and petty but he couldn’t help how he felt.

It was perfectly reasonable for him to have keepsakes of that time. Maybe Hyde moved on but wanted to keep them for the memories, Licht tried to tell himself. But then he remembered how Hyde reacted to seeing him wear it and his heart tightened more. While Hyde was the first person he fell in love with, Licht was painfully aware that it wasn’t the same for Hyde.

“Licht, Mahiru’s house was a block ago.” Licht looked back and saw that Gil was standing behind him. He was so last in thought that he didn’t realize that he passed Mahiru’s home or that Gil was following him. “Hyde told me to watch over you and bring you back before you start feeling pain.”

“So, he decided not to join.” Licht said in an irritated voice but he was a little disappointed. He could feel Gil’s eyes on him so he lied. “I’m going to have to leave early because of our stupid distance limitation. I want to play with Neko-san.”

“You can play with him later but I want to speak with you right now.” Gil gestured to a bench and sat down as best as he could with his giant whale costume.

“I’m not going to talk to him again.” Licht said but he sat down next to him. Even though he was angrier with himself than Hyde, it was still difficult to face him. He knew that if they did speak to each other again, they would have to talk about their fight. That would undoubtedly lead to Ophelia and Licht didn’t want to hear Hyde say he loved her.

Licht already knew how much Hyde loved her but hearing it could break his heart.

“I wasn’t going to tell you to do anything. I know you won’t listen. I wanted to apologize to you for not saying anything when I saw you in the hall. I thought you already knew that she was the one that gave it to him.” Gil saw the sadness in Licht’s eyes and he couldn’t help but feel partly responsible.

“We both know that getting that demon to talk about his past is like pulling teeth.” Licht mumbled and Gil nodded. “He kept it all this time…”

“Once a contract ended, their item becomes black.” Gil explained. “She made it herself. Ophelia would make a personalized scarf for each guard to make them feel welcomed in the castle. She was a good princess and a better queen. Everyone loved her and even Hyde could barely bring himself to lecture her when she went out of line. She—”

“She was kind and selfless and wonderful. I already know that so why are you bothering telling me this?” Licht interrupted him and his heart tightened. “You never had to stop them from fighting like you do with us and you miss that, don’t you? Kranz already yell at me enough for that so you don’t need to say it. Hyde’s the one that always start our fights so go bother him.”

“I don’t mind it that much. It’s my job.” Gil wanted to comfort Licht. He watched the pair for the past three days and knew that they were both in pain. As Greed’s Subclass, it was his job to support them. “I served him for a long time so I know his vices very well. Hyde’s childish and emotional but you’re making him a better person everyday. He loves you.”

Licht sighed and leaned against Gil. “Hyde misses her. If she was still alive, he wouldn’t look twice at me. He looked at her like she was the sun. I saw it.”

“He did. But I see how he looks at you like you’re his salvation. Don’t compare yourself to her because you’re two completely different people to him. He loved her then. He loves you now.”

“Then why did he yell at me like that? It feels like he hasn’t moved on. Does he still love her?”

“That’s something you need to ask him yourself. I know you’re scared to ask him but you don’t need to be. You’ve never been one to run away. That’s Hyde and doing so ruined his chance for love last time.”


In the end, Licht didn’t go see Mahiru and he walked back to the hotel instead. Hyde wasn’t there and waiting for him in silence was chipping away at his resolve. He knew that they needed to talk but Licht’s nerves were starting to get the better of him. Licht hugged his legs and pressed his forehead to his knees. He didn’t know how their conversation would end and a hundred different scenarios played in his mind.

The best ending and the one Licht wanted, Hyde would hold him and reassure him. Worst case, Hyde would admit that he still had feelings for Ophelia. Licht didn’t know what they would do if that happened. He loved Hyde and he wanted to be with him. But knowing that Hyde was thinking of someone else whenever they were together would be painful.

Licht heard the door open and he looked up to see Hyde in the doorway. He looked shocked for a moment before he sheepishly held up a bag. “I thought you were going to play with Nii-san a little longer so I went out to buy us lunch. I hope you’re in the mood for Greek food. I also brought a melon if you want to skip straight to desert. I’ll cut it for us and—”

“Hyde, we need to talk.” He stiffened at the sound of his name. Licht rarely called him by the name he gave him so he knew that he was being serious. Thinking the worst, Hyde dropped the bags and ran to the couch. He fell to his knees in front of Licht and took his hands into his desperately.

“Please, Licht, don’t break up with me.” Hyde begged. “I know that I messed up and I was wrong. I was rough with you and I hurt you. I love you so that’s the last thing I want to do. I promised to protect you and I meant it. I’m so sorry, Licht. I’ll do anything to prove that to you. Just, please, don’t leave me. Licht, say something!”

“What do you want me to say? It wasn’t significant enough to tell me that your scarf was important because she made it for you. But it was important enough that you chased me down for it. That’s what hurt me.” Licht pulled his hands out of his and Hyde’s expression crumbled at the rejection. Seeing how sad he was, Licht wanted to hold him but he was hurting too. “Do you still love her? Do you ever wish I was her?”

“Oh God, Licht, of course not. I’m so sorry I made you feel that way.” Hyde stood and hugged him to his chest tightly. He was a little scared that Licht would push him away so he was relieved when he hugged him back. “She was important to me but you’re my world now. I love you so much. My scarf holds a lot of important memories to me and that’s what I got upset over. Memories, not feelings. I thought I lost it or someone stole it and got really scared.”

Hyde stroked his hair and kissed the top of his head. Licht leaned into his tender touch and closed his eyes. The pain gripping his heart eased a little but not by much. He wondered if, a thousand years from now, would he hold his name tag with as much importance. Hyde could feel that Licht was still a little stiff in his arms so he leaned away from him.

He took off his scarf and wrapped it around Licht. His eyes widened a little and quickly tried to untie the scarf. Hyde stopped him by placing his hand over his and held the scarf firmly in place. He kissed the corner of his eye and trailed his lips across his temple.

He whispered in his ear. “I love you, Licht. I didn’t realize before but you actually look pretty cute in my scarf. Anytime you want to wear it, take it. You don’t need to ask me or anything. Even if I’m wearing it, you can take it.”

“Are you sure?” Licht asked hesitantly and Hyde nodded without any uncertainty.

“Everything I am belongs to you and that includes my memories. I love you so much and I’ll give you anything. So, please, don’t leave me.” The devotion and love he had shone in his eyes and Licht took his hands.

“I can’t leave you. I love you.”


I don’t know what Lawless’s item was when he was with Ophelia and I’m pretty sure that there’s a lot of theories out there. I’m not entirely certain that it’s his scarf but it worked with this fanfic.

Some Klance Fluff and semi-Smut?

Okay this is my first time writing a klance flash fiction piece and someone requested I do fluff/smut and I’ve never really done smut so I hope this is okay??? Please enjoy 😊🖤

Keith could not take it anymore.
Lance McClain would be the death of him, he was sure of it. At first he pretended not to remember Lance, hoping it would hide the way his heart beat into his throat every time he saw the boy. There was no way Lance would ever go for a guy like Keith right? No way. But soon after they were forced from earth, Keith actually tried to open up to Lance and dropped very subtle (not so obvious) hints his way. Lance was the densest boy Keith had ever met… or was Keith the dense one? He couldn’t decide.
He was basically on official lock down with six other individuals, one of which he had a flaming crush on; things were bound to get out of control. Keith never really knew how to express himself to others, he had been on his own most of his life. So when Lance made an awful pun and flashed his gorgeous smile that just made Keith want to bite his lower lip and maybe even his neck too- Keith would lash out in faux annoyance.
Maybe the previous statement should be revised: Keith would be the death of himself.
All of this was whirling through Keith’s mind as he sat at the table in the dining hall alone with a cup of some warm alien drink that he thought was the closest equivalent to tea. Keith always loved tea when he was frustrated and alone.
“Hey Samurai, whatchya doing in here all mopey like and alone?” Lance’s familiar voice rang out making Keith jump and turn towards the door quickly.
“I wasn’t moping!” He spat back defensively.
Lance’s face winced from the acid in Keith’s tone, he had probably walked in at a bad time and ruined something. He always managed that. “Jeez, okay.” He laughed half-heartedly, “I’ll be on my way. Just got a little thirsty. Sorry.”
Keith softened his expression. His eyebrows knit together a bit harder, though, he was ruining his chance to get close to Lance again. “You don’t need to apologize for being thirsty.”
Lance rolled his eyes, not hearing the apologetic intent behind Keith’s words. “Okay then sorry I interrupted your stupid alone time, I just wanted to make sure you’re okay! You’re always so isolate-” Lance stopped in his tracks, his face a bright red.
What Keith wanted to ask was, ‘I thought you were thirsty and that’s why you came in here?’ But he knew from past experience that his words never came out the right way and it would probably upset Lance more. Instead he stayed silent and wide eyed, looking at Lance’s burning neck from the table.
“Hah, what am I saying. I’m sorry, I’m just tired.” Lance reached for a cup with a shaky hand. “I just meant… hell I don’t know. I just want some water.” He brought the glass down but it slipped and crashed on the floor splintering in different directions. “Shit.”
Keith heard the strain in Lance’s voice, something he was familiar with when he got so angry he wanted to cry. It was the same sound. “Lance-” not knowing what to say, he stood and began to help the blue paladin clean up the glass with an Altean vacuum like device.
They were both silent, Keith was scared to look up to Lance. He didn’t want to see whatever hurt or anger he caused him.
“Keith…” Lance spoke suddenly and Keith stopped cleaning the glass. “Why do you always go off on your own? I don’t mean to annoy you; I just worry. I want to-” he stopped there, afraid of where his word would take him.
“I don’t know… I’m just, used to it I guess.” Keith answered. He saw Lance’s fingers curl under his palms and his arms were almost shaking. He looked up to see tears gathering in Lance’s eyes.
Keith pushed the broken glass and cleaning device aside and brought Lance’s chin up so he could see his face fully. His movements were so tender they even surprised himself. Lance’s eyes widened and a tear fell from each of his eyes.
“I-I’m used I it… but that doesn’t mean I want to be alone all the time.” Keith spoke slowly, choosing his words carefully so he wouldn’t mess up. He wiped the tears off of Lance’s cheeks. “Sometimes when I speak, it comes out differently than what I meant and it hurts you. This whole time I’ve been messing up my words because I’m so afraid of what I can’t take back.”
“Keith…” Lance’s mouth hung slightly open in disbelief. “What are you trying to say?”
“Everything I should have before. I just, I don’t know how.” Keith met Lance’s eyes steadily. He wasn’t a good judge of other people’s needs or emotions, but he saw something in Lance’s blue ocean eyes that told him: kiss me.
So he did.
Keith used the hands he had on Lance’s face to being the tanned boys face close to his and awkwardly smashed their lips together. After the initial shock passed over Lance, his arms wrapped up into Keith’s hair and tugged at the ends. Keith unintentionally moaned and pulled away with a pink flush across his cheeks.
Lance’s eyes searched Keith’s, unsure of what to do next. He didn’t mean to have such an intense reaction, Keith had only pressed their lips together, it was barely a kiss.
Looking at the red paladins ever-reddening face, Lance knew it was the first time something like this has happened to Keith.
“Tilt your head to the right.” Lance coaxed softly.
Keith obliged and Lance went in this time, lips parted and began to slowly kiss the black haired boy. Keith’s arms wrapped around Lance’s body and he pulled him closer as his heart beat rapidly. Their tongues and mouths somehow just knew what to do. It was incredible.
Keith’s right hand began to drag Lance’s jacket off of his shoulder and Lance pulled away, breathless. “Woah, are you… are you sure you want to go there?”
Keith bit his lower lip and looked between Lance’s eyes and his exposed shoulder a few times. “No… at least, not here?” Keith smirked a bit, unsure of how his lame flirt tactic was working in Lance.
Well it obviously worked well, because Lance’s face flushed and he stood quickly, pulling Keith with him and dragged him to his room.
Neither of them made it to dinner that night.

bioshockingly-wonderful  asked:

2D with a s/o who's getting used to how they look in glasses and is a little self conscious?? 🌸🍒

Sorry its so short!❣️


“How do I look?” You said, spinning around on your heel to show 2D.
He started at you for a moment, before a big smile appeared on his face.
“Adorable!”
You frowned.
“I.. I’m not sure. I just don’t think they suit my face. Maybe its the shape of them?” You said, pulling them off and inspecting them.
“You look lovely in them!” 2D smiled sweetly, putting them back onto your face.
You looked back into the mirror. You he said you looked good, but you just weren’t fond of them. Something about them just put you off.
“Maybe its the shape of my face?” You questioned. Adjusting how they sat on your face.
“Love, you look beautiful in them! Ya just need to get used to them!” He smiled making you face him. He cupped your face, smiling.
“You’re perfect”
“But what if everyone else thinks I look stupid in them?” You frowned again, looking up at him.
“They wont” he reassured you, rubbing your face with his thumbs.
“Even if they did,” he started, taking your glasses of your face, and putting them on his.
“Who gives a fuck! You are the most beautiful person I know, and I will fight anyone who says otherwise!” He said, making you laugh.
“Plus you cant look as bad as I do!” He added, making a face as continued to laugh.
“Thank you, 2D” you said, getting on the tip of your toes, wrapping your arms around his neck to kiss him softly.
“I love you” he whispered, pressing his forehead against yours.
“I love you too” you grinned, kissing him again.

“You sure they look okay?” You asked, taking the glasses from 2D and putting them on yourself.
“Positive!”

Happy you’re here (5/?)

Summary: You didn’t actually know who you were, rescued from H.Y.D.R.A, you suffered Dissociative Amnesia. The Avangers helped you, now was time for you to help Bucky.  

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 3,016 (fight me… again!)

Warnings: Cursing(do I REALLY need to warn?), sexy kinda sexual thoughts(?), stupidity, angst, self-deprecating

A/N: GUESS WHO’S BACK. I’m sorry about the delay, but guess what? In Brazil we have Carnaval and is a holiday and I’ll have a week off SO YEAH THERE WILL BE NEW THINGS YAAAASS 

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 


Originally posted by love-buckybarnes

“How long?” Bucky asked, feeling all his muscles tense with the thought of Steve leaving him alone on the tower.

“I’ve told you already, just a couple weeks, Buck. You won’t be alone, though. Y/N will be here for you to make you company and to bother you, you’ll be even begging for her to let you rest.” His cheeks got red as Steve laughed, packing what he needed

“He’s right, Buttercup. You’ll beg me to let you rest.” Both men snapped their eyes at your figure leaning against the wall; they didn’t heard you entering the room. Bucky bit his lower lips to suppress a moan with the thoughts of you above him, your hand on his chest trying to keep him pressed against the mattress as you rocked your hips, whispering dirty things against his jaw between your own moans.

Those dirty thoughts had been there ever since you started – purposely – to speak innuendos and brush yourself on him when you two were at the kitchen, when you would ask him to grab the high foods, at the mat, when you passed next to him at a corridor or etc;

Steve kept looking from you to Bucky, feeling left out as you two communicated by darkened eyes.

“Hey, Y/N. What you’re doing here?” Breaking the eye connection, you smile at Steve as you walk towards him

“I came to help you pack and to say good bye.” He smiled at your action; you sat on his bed and used your powers to make some things float to his suitcase.

Bucky almost gasped in surprise, you had never showed him your powers. He felt you could do much more, since the buzzing sound on his years indicated an enormous amount of power. It almost felt material, as if he could grab and breathe it.

“Wow.” Your cheek went red when you noticed what you had done, it wasn’t usual for you to use your powers. Especially in front of people, but you felt comfortable around Steve and Bucky.

You cleared your throat before speaking again, afraid that Bucky might think of you as a freak

“Huh, I didn’t came here just to help you, Bubbles.” Steve rolled his eyes and zipped his suitcase, searching for anything he might have missed

“Pietro e Wanda will be okay, Y/N. Don’t have to be such an owl-sister.” Narrowing your eyes, you crossed your legs and squeezed your lips together

“I know that, dickhead. I was just going to say for you to be careful and to let your beard grow; your face is easily recognized.” He chuckled and nodded with his head, getting closer to you and kissing your forehead

“You also be careful, yes? If you have any nightmares or need to talk just give me a call.” Bucky couldn’t help but feel a little bit of jealously, he just couldn’t tell if it was because of you or because of his friend.  

“Aye, aye, Captain.” Getting on your feet, you smiled to Bucky and passed by him, sliding your fingers through the side of this stomach; the smirk grew bigger when you felt he lock his abs with you touching him. “See you later, Sergeant.

Yeah, you were teasing. You have been doing it for a couple weeks.

Natasha and Wanda helped you to understand what you were feeling; it wasn’t as hard as they thought it would be, since you were a big stubborn.  

Steve cocked a brow to his friend as soon as you left the room, taking the sight of Bucky sharply breathing as a sign to have the “talk”.

“Huh, hey! Isn’t Y/N nice?” He crouched as if he was looking for something under his bed, avoiding looking into Buck’s eyes and trying to remember what Natasha told him to ask Bucky.

“Yeah… She makes me feel comfortable.” The Winter Soldier looked to the carpet and tried to calm his heartbeats, remembering that back in the days, he wouldn’t be having that kind of conversation, since he would already be pinning you against the wall.

“Do you like her?” Steve didn’t got an answer right away and he was at an awkward amount of time looking under his perfectly-cleaned bed. Sighing, he faced Bucky only to see him with his brows furrowed and eyes locked at a point on the wall.

“I… do?” Not being able to control the grin with the state of his friend, Captain America sighed one more time, getting closer to Bucky and patting his shoulder

“Is that a question or an answer?” Shrugging his shoulders, Bucky sighed in defeat

“I don’t know, Steve. I don’t… Deserve this. I don’t deserve her.”

“Bucky… After all you’ve been through, you deserve to be happy. And I feel you’ll be, next to her.” Giving one last squeeze on Bucky’s shoulder, Steve grabbed his suitcase and followed his friend out of the room, heading to the jet where you hugged Pietro and Wanda, kissing both of their cheeks

“I’ll be waiting you two with your favorite dishes, yes?” Both of them chuckled, it felt like an older sister saying that she would be waiting for them when they got back from school.

“We’ll try not to die.” You smacked Pietro shoulders, hissing him to take it back, making Wanda and him laugh loudly.

“We’ll get back safely, sora mea mai mare.” Wanda helped her brother with a smile as you sighed, pulling them to a last hug, trying to get as much of their scent as you could.

“I love you both, be careful.” With grin on their faces, they kissed your cheek and entered the jet while you walked over to Steve and Bucky. “You too, Bubbles.” Standing next to Bucky, you watched him walk away.

“Is just you and me now, James.” Ignoring the shiver that walked down his spine when you said his first name, Bucky grabbed – carefully – your forearm to indicate that he was getting back.

“Where is the rest of them?”

“Well, Bruce is travelling with Tony to a research, Clint is back to his family, Sam went with them for back up, Nat went on another mission on some Intel she found and Vision… Well, I don’t know. He’s probably… charging himself.” You started to chuckled expecting Bucky to get the pun and do the same as you, but when he just frowned his brows in confusion, you sighed “He’s an Android… You know… Cell phone… Charge… Ah, fuck it. Wanna’ go watch a movie?”

“Sure.”


“C’mon, Cap, don’t you wanna know what is happening?” Sam whined trying to convince his friend to let him peek at the cameras of the tower to see how you two were dealing with each other.

“Sam, no.

“What if the tower is under an attack?”

“They’re both the biggest fighters and shooters of the compound; you think they would have a problem?”

“But what if they kiss and I lose the bet?!” Wanda chuckled at Sam’s scream; all of the team had made a bet on how long it would take for you to kiss him.

Yes, you kiss him, since they all knew Bucky wouldn’t be brave enough to do it.

“Exactly, they can’t kiss until Saturday, or else I’ll be the one losing.” Everyone from the jet laughed at his mumble.

“But really, don’t you wanna know who they’re doing?”

“We’re going on a mission, birdie. Stop wanting to spy on people’s life.” Sam huffed at Pietro hiss

“So you’re really going down without fighting?”

“There is nothing to fight. I never actually had a chance, but I still love her, thought.” Wanda smiled gently at her brother, stroking his hand as he kept his eyes locked on the book he was reading.

“A shame, I would like to see how a jealous Bucky works.”

“Sam!”

“What?! Are you telling me you wouldn’t want to know, neither?” Steve stared at him, his silence made the siblings raise their eyes in curiosity.

The truth was that Steve never saw Bucky actually liking someone. Sure, he always had dates and hook ups. But never a real date, one where he would like the company and not look just for one night.

“Cap?” Pietro had a smirk creeping into his lips, closing his book as Wanda laughed, already knowing his plans. “Do I have permission to cause jealousy on The Soldier, when we get back?”

It took a few minutes for Steve to reply in a mumble, not wanting to get involved

“You don’t need my approval, Pietro.” The grin on his face grew with the thought of making someone feel jealous and hitting on you.

“Now that’s what I’m talking about!” Sam laughed, already imagining the scene.


“Cut it, Pietro.” Your laugh made him smirk through the mobile; you were face timing, like you’ve been doing for a couple days.

You would face-time Wanda in the afternoon when you were eating something on the couch with Bucky while watching a stupid movie he had missed, then, she would pass to Pietro – who’ve been excessively flirting with you –, when he was finished, he would pass to Sam and then to Steve. You would talk a couple minutes with him, reassuring that you didn’t had any nightmare and that Bucky‘ve been eating and sleeping well.

Maybe the part of you not having nightmares and the part of Bucky sleeping well was a lie, but Steve wouldn’t be able to tell.

You two had been talking and bonding a lot, since it was only the two of you in the tower and you liked to talk.

It became a routine on the fifth day, you would wake up at 4 a.m after a terrible nightmare, would go to the gym only to encounter Bucky already there, respecting his space and needing your own, you would try to forget the nightmare.

“Cap said we might take a whole month, instead of just a couple weeks.” Faking a grin, you nodded with your head, feeling Bucky’s hand squeeze gently your thigh. He knew you had problems with being alone on the tower.

“Pass to him, now, Greedy.” Pietro laughed before Steve popped into the screen, smiling apologetically

“Hey, Y/N… Is everything ok?”

“Yeah, Bubbles. Just a little empty here with just the hottie and me. But we always found a way to entertain ourselves, don’t we, James?” Steve chuckled, denying with his head as you smirked at Bucky with darkened eyes, feeling the grip of his hand tight on your thigh.

“Yeah, we do.” His husky voice send chills through all your body, hitting your core and you couldn’t help but to imagine that voice at your ear as he bit your neck, moving in synchrony with you.

“Earth to Y/N.” Ungluing your eyes from his, you got up and handed the tablet to Bucky, so he could have his talk with Steve. You would always leave them alone not wanting to invade the privacy that Bucky needed, and he would always appreciate that.

Watching you make your way to god knows where, he saw you disappear, knowing that he wouldn’t find you for the next hours until before dinner, where you would try to do something, he would be giving you glances over his shoulder from the couch, watching you swing your hips to the music playing.

“Buck, you’re still with me, pal?”


“So here is where you disappear every evening?” Popping your head out of the water and gasping for air, you looked at Bucky, he was standing next to the door as you swam to the edge of the pool “I didn’t knew that Stark had a pool in here.”

“No one knows, I think that even Tony forgot about this place.” You looked at him with curiosity before patting the edge, indicating him to sit next to you.

In hesitating steps, he crouched at your side, trying to keep his eyes off of your cleavage.

Suddenly, you were aware of your scars, sinking more your body into the water, you waited for him to raise the legs of his pants and put them on the pool.

“How did you find me? Better, why did you want to find me?” Cocking your head to one side, you watched him breath heavily, looking at your shoulders and back to your eyes. Giggling, you raised one hand to stroke one of the scars “Ugly, right?”

“No.” Snapping your eyes back to him, you watched him extend one hand, inviting you to get closer, but you couldn’t. Not when you were feeling so exposed in front of him. “Please.”

You bit your lip as you was gently pulled to the edge, quickly drowning more, trying to hide as much of skin as you could.

“You didn’t answered my questions.” His eyes were glued on the water, noticing your discomfort.

“I just… Steve… I wanted to spend some time with you. I want to know you… The real you. I know you been having nightmares.”

“What do you want to know?” Ignoring his last statement, you looked at his face, watching a grin grow on his sweet lips

“How do your power work? I know you can’t just… lift things.”

“Well… Remember the movies of Star Wars? We watched them a while ago.” Waiting for him to nod, you sighed lifting one hand and moving it around “It’s like The Force, but not exactly. It is… Material. I can feel things. Energy. The air. The oxygen. The dust… You… Everything.” He gulped, watching you make smooth movements with your hand, and he felt it. The air getting thicker, his body getting light, as he weighted as much as a feather. “There is more. However, I don’t know it… Yet. Besides, of course, all the serums and… things I don’t remember that they tested on me.”

“So you’re a telepath?”

“No. Wanda is a telepath; she can hear thoughts and shit. I can control everything. I can make all of the oxygen of earth vanish in one wink. I can end with gravity. I can create a hole on the ground that might bring all the nuclear lava into here.” It didn’t sound like you were boasting. It sounded as if you were blaming yourself “If I can do this to the earth. Can you imagine what I can do to a human body? Hell, I could make all of your bones melt and crack with a single flicker of a finger… I’m a freak.”

“No you’re not.”

“You don’t know me that well, Bucky.” You didn’t know where that came from and neither you wanted for it to sound soo cold, it wasn’t a thing you would do. Talk about your powers and what turned you into who you were.

“I know you enough to know you would never do these things. You were the one to say that whatever you made… You didn’t you wanted to do and neither had a choice.”

Again, don’t you use my own words against me.” He chuckled with your mumble, finally looking into your eyes, you had noticed before, but his smile was finally reaching his eyes, and you loved that.

“I can’t help it, Doll. You make incredibly life-changing speeches.” You kept your eyes on him, seeing him swing his feet on the water, watching it shine on the lights.

“Hey… Why don’t you… Come in? The water is warm.” Snapping his eyes back to you, you saw surprise and fear. And that made you laugh. “Come on, Soldier. I won’t bite.” Swimming back with a dirty grin playing on your lips “Unless you ask me to.”

 “You are one teasing little thing, aren’t you?” The bubbling laugh escaped before you could control it, biting your lip, you watched him hesitantly get up, taking of his shirt in that sexy way that only men do.

Yeah you had seen his muscles before, when his shirt would be sticking on his body because of the sweat. But you didn’t see it in full colors, neither how the metal arm was connected to his body.

He was next to you before you even notice, his wet hair flipped behind, those incredibly blue eyes flickering at your figure.

“Ugly, right?” Bucky whispered, mirroring your words as you stroke the reddish, burned flesh with your fingertips. You could see other scars, some of them being incredibly alike yours.

“No.” Your hand raised to his neck, sliding your fingers through his dark colored hair, hearing him purr in exchange. “Aren’t you scared of me? Even after you finding about… About what I am?” Looking straight into his eyes, you felt all of the fear leave your body like a wave, he had sincere eyes, looked a lot like Steve’s, but they had this… “something else” that you couldn’t explain.

“No. And you? Aren’t you scared of me?”

“Never.” His hands brought you closer to him, and even on the water, you could feel his heat; The heavy breath… You could feel him as a whole, and you didn’t need to be a telepath to know what he wanted. So you kissed him.

You kissed him like the world was ending and you only had one last minute before everything went down.

And happily, he seemed as thirsty as you. His hand tighten on your waist, and you could feel all of his body pressed against yours.

You had dates with some IT guys before, you kissed, even “made the deed”. But that… That was different.

It was like all of your cells were shaking, changing you, and making you bubble and feel.

When the air became necessaire, you touched his forehead with yours, eyes still closed as you sighed in relief

“Wow” The bubbly laugh came out with his whisper, and stroking his stubble with your thumb “What? Did I lost my kissing skills?” Laughing harder, you denied with your head, finally opening your eyes and biting his lower lip, pulling as you heard him moan

“You, definitely, didn’t lose your skills, James. I was just wondering how much Bruce won on the pool.”


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Lost and Found (Part 2)

Prompt: Imagine finding a lost dog, but it’s not just anyone’s lost dog. Who will show up at your door to claim the pup?

Warnings: maybe language, lost dog…

Word Count: 1423

Note: My precious doggie went missing on 6/10 and no one has spotted her or turned her in to the local shelters or anything. I miss her so much, but it inspired this fic. Text msg in Italics. Thanks to my darling beta @like-a-bag-of-potatoes

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Of course he knows who the fuck he is. Real fucking smooth, Y/N. Just then, you remembered all the memorabilia in your house that featured him. Even your phone. Your fucking background was a picture of Sebastian Stan. You had a Marvel cover, a giant Winter Soldier poster, several Captain America posters and photos on your walls, every movie Sebastian was in on blu ray and DVD, several figurines of him. Thankfully most of that was in your nerdy ass bedroom which he couldn’t see from this angle, but if he stepped inside, he could probably see the larger than life banner of him.

You stared at his extended hand for an awkward amount of time before taking it and saying, “I know.” You shook your head angrily. “I mean, hi, I’m Y/N.”

While you were standing open-mouthed as if you were catching flies, Chuffy was jumping all over Sebastian in his white shirt, light blue jean jacket, and dark jeans.

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Cruising and Crushing

Summary Request:Dean has a huge crush on the reader but keeps it hidden until the reader has a date so he and Cas follow her and hear the date insulting her size and Dean comes unglued. All fluffy and funny. Pleeease. 

Characters: Dean x Reader

Warnings: Language

Content: Angst and Fluff at the End

Word Count: 1372

A/N: I couldn’t just write straight fluff for this. Sorry!

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