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Guys My Age (2)

Pairing: Bucky X Reader

Words: 4K

Warnings: SMUT. NSFW gifs. 

Summary: You’re playing truth or dare with the Avengers when Nat asks you when the last time you got laid was  and Sam dares you to pick a song that perfectly grasps why you haven’t had sex in so long.

A/N: Enjoy the smot. And please use protection people. Better safe than surprised. I think this is dirtiest fic I’ve written so far.

Permanent tag list: @meganlane84

Part 1

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Seeing Stars

How long had it been? Four or Five Years since you became his caretaker? Five, but the last year seemed like a blur. A wonderful blur, but a blur nonetheless. Now, the merman considered you more than a friend or caregiver. You were his mate. And he made sure to show it and let any staff member know if they even looked at you with a lustful gaze.

He was a special case. He was sentient and had the ability to speak. Though he often refused to. So, the staff members allowed the relationship to form. And when your manager saw his drastic improvements - he urged you to take it much farther than just friends.

He was a deep sea Mermaid. Unlike the reef mermaids who were predominantly female and brightly colored. His skin was desaturated and light grey. His body was muscular, but athletic. He had: black hair, a Spiney tail with bioluminescent scales that formed a pattern, sharp teeth, webbed hands, and pink eyes that dilated and contracted in the light. And his species were predominantly male. They rarely ever came to the surface unless in need of help. This Merman however was caught in Reef Mermaid Territory and they nearly ripped him limb from limb. His injuries had been life threatening, but thankfully since he was a rather large size - he was able to the operated on and saved.

When his time came to be released back into the wild - he relented. He wanted to stay and learn more about humans. And the aquarium allowed it. In return he just had to show off every once in awhile for an audience; something he was fine with doing since it was only for an hour three times a day.

However, he was picky about his humans. Only certain ones could give him medical care. And only one could teach him. And that was you. And he fell for you very quickly. He would always bring you gifts or ask certain staff to give you cards he came up with. Or even give you a bag of his favorite human snacks. And in your fourth year, you started to fall for him slowly. He even gave himself a human name for you.

“Star?”

He didn’t understand the concept of gender. Biological sex yes, but gender was something he honestly didn’t care about.

You looked out and saw him break the surface his pink eyes just watching you. You watched him go back under. Something was up. You took off your jacket and set his meal aside. Then your shoes before carefully wading into the water.

He popped up again this time in front of you. He looked flustered.

“S-sorry.” he mumbled, “I’m not feeling the best today.”

“It’s alright, are you feeling feverish? Bloated or?” you asked him.

Your aquarium knew a lot about his biology, but there was one thing they could never figure out and that was mating cycles. They weren’t like most animals where it was yearly or even monthly. Their cycles had to build up. And something in the back of your head told you - you were about to find out all about his biological mating cycle.

“Bloated… is a very good word for this love.” he chuckled softly, “Tell me what is the moon phase?”

“Full, and the fifth Anniversary of you being here.” you said blinking curiously.

“Mmmm that would be it…” he said, “Love it would be wise if you were not in the pool with me. I’m sentient, but still wild in my own way.” he gently pushed you into the shallow end.

It clicked. And your face was crimson red.

“O-oh!” is all you said.

He nodded, “I don’t want to risk hurting you.”

You scrambled back a bit, and he followed, but was still a few feet away. He just gave you a gentle smile.

“Sweetheart, you know you can ask me anything right?” you asked him softly.

“I do, but I know not how human anatomy would work with mine. I cannot risk hurting you or feel the heartbreak of an unviable brood. This will pass I promise.” he said albeit eerily calmly.

He looked over and saw the bucket of fish and hummed. He grabbed it and devoured the entire thing. Which was odd for him as he was a light eater. Yet this time he left nothing but bones.

“I-i mean… if human males can inseminate the Reef Mermaids… it should work for us yes?” you asked him.

He licked his fingers, before cleaning up his mess and setting the bucket aside. He crawled up further to you. He smirked.

“See, they are built like whales or other fish. My kind… we’re a little different. Being all male we have a different system that can work with each others anatomy.”

A webbed hand ran up your abdomen and gently pushed it. Like as if he were testing something. He hummed idly.

“Technically we’ve not consummated - so… I-i…” you murmured.

He heard this and perked up looking down at you, eyes bright and surprised. His skin filled with blood and turned red, his bioluminescent parts lighting up. He seemed to really appreciate that offer. He lowered down and kissed you.

“Tell me are you truly that serious? My kind mates for life. And if we do this~” he cooed.

You giggled, “Of course, I love you Star.” you said throwing your arms around him. You pressed into him, “T-that and to be honest I am rather curious… if it hurts me in anyway we will stop.”

He chuckled and gently tugged at your wetsuit.

“Promise?” he asked, “And should I explain… or?”

“No, explaining anything. It might scare me off, if I have questions I’ll ask as we go along. And I promise.” you chuckled nervously reaching up and unzipping your suit to reveal your breasts.

“Alright, but if I don’t stop just punch me in the nose alright?” he asked.

You playfully roll your eyes, “Alright. Jesus, for a creature that’s not supposed to be intelligent you’re smarter than most of my species males.”

He chuckled and ripped off your suit deeming you were being too slow. “Well we do love our partners. They come first.”

He looked over your body, gently touching every area he could to get a gauge on what felt good for you. Your neck, your thighs, the small of your back,and even smaller areas most humans forgot about. When he found all your erogenous zones he went to work.

You were quite surprised by how quickly he found everything. You moaned when he nibbled at your neck and shuddered when he kneaded your breast. You could barely return the favor as you ran your hands down his chest and over the sensitive gills causing him to gasp slightly and moan. However when you got too eager and moved your hands lower he pinned him above your head.

“No, not yet.” he said groaning slightly, he just wanted to take you, but he knew enough about humans to know they needed a little help to be prepared for sex.

You pouted and huffed, but respected his wishes and he let go. You leaned up and kissed him, but this time there was a thick mucus like substance. It tasted like kelp.

He chuckled, “Trust me darling you might not like the taste, but it’s going to make this process much easier and far more enjoyable for you. Now, since you’re about as clueless as I am on anatomy, please present yourself.”

You chuckled and nodded, “You’re sweet, Star.”

He just smiled down at you, “No, that would be you. You’ve been nothing, but kind to me since coming here.” he pushed himself back fully, examining you. This was rather different. So, many choices. What to play with first.

A cramp in his abdomen made his choice for him. There wasn’t anytime to experiment, this was getting painful for the merman. He needed to release his eggs and soon.

He gently rubbed two fingers over your folds causing your hips to buck up. You whimpered softly.

“O-okay, see the soft nub at top? That is a very sensitive place for us, and the middle hole? Thats our-”

“Mmm needn’t say anymore love.”

Before you knew it, your legs were over his shoulders and his long tongue was working you. The mucus made everything so warm that all you could do was moan as the pleasure became stronger.

When he nibbled and sucked at your clit you cried out in pleasure. Your hands reaching into his: medium length, black, wet hair. You pushed your hips into him. Guiding him as he asked what your liked. Of course, you hadn’t known at first due to inexperienced partners in the past, but oh boy you were beginning to find out.

“P-please just let me ride your tongue.” you moaned out softly.

“Mmm my pleasure dear.” he said and pushed what he could of his tongue into you. Salivating even more at your taste.

It formed more mucus that made your insides warm and seep in its own natural lubricants. And if that wasn’t enough when he started moving it, you felt like you were going to go right over the edge. Yet, no matter how much he teased you couldn’t. Even with the mucus causing your pleasure sensors to reach unbelievable heights.

When Star was satisfied he pulled away, he looked at how dazed you looked and then down at how soaked and engorged you were. Even your clit had enlarged before it had been barely visible, but now - it was triple in size and that’s what he had wanted. You whined spreading your legs more.

You were a little embarrassed, but heavens it felt wonderful and you trusted him not to belittle you for being so needy. He leaned over and bit your breast leaving some teeth marks, he sucked and gently pulled causing your back to arch.

“F-fuck Star!! Please…. Stop teasing.” you cried out.

He pulled away and licked up the blood. The mucus stopped the bleeding immediately. Good, he had no worries everything was compatible so far.

“Sweetheart, we can not do it like this, I will crush you.” he chuckled lifting your head.

You nodded, wrapping your arms around his neck and chuckled.

“How is it you can turn me into a goopy mess?” you smiled and kissed him, your core still aching.

“Mmm usually I ask that.” he said and looked around, he found a rock out of view, and gently took you to it. He carefully got onto it and then got you situated as well.


“H-heh so like this?” you asked, “M-makes sense since I can’t… nggh breath underwater.”

“Are you okay?” he asked a bit worried.

“I’m fine just… please…” you whimpered.

“First look down.” he cooed softly, he had been very good about hiding his arousal, but now some of it was peaking out, “You get to curb your curiosity.”

You scooted a little and looked down between you and smirked seeing it. So, it was fairly standard to most whales and dolphins. That made you less nervous. You hummed moving your hands down and rubbed around it looking up seeing his eyes were closed.You giggled and grinded on him and looked down seeing it fully emerge. It was hard to miss against his black scales. It was a flushed pink that matched his bioluminescence.

Your face flushed, oh he was large. No wonder he was worried. You snickered gently wrapping a hand around it, and felt all of the delicious ribs. The tip was thin and tapered which would make this a little bit easier, the base was slightly bulbous which confused you, but you rolled with it. You heard your mate moaning your name softly his pink bioluminescent features gently rolling in a soft soothing pattern.

You went a bit harder and faster, when his eyes shot open. You saw this look and stopped immediately. He grunted softly and sat up slightly pulling you into a kiss. You shuddered and kissed him back moaning when he shoved his tongue into your mouth. You felt his hands move you over him.

“Are you ready?” he purred softly, “Now remember if this is successful you may not be able to go back to a normal life. Nor can we break our bond.”

“I Understand love, just please, be gentle.” you said smiling.

“I love you.” he said and kissed you.

“I love you too.” you kissed him back, “I-i do have one request, could I maybe face the other way. You are a bit large so it will be easier.”

He nodded smiling, “Of course dear.”

He shifted you around carefully so your back was against his chest and his head rested on your shoulder before he gently lowered you onto him, his mucus and your own lubricants made the shift painless. And each little rib hit all the right places inside. You moaned out and leaned back slightly and began grinding into him. He did what he could, but you had to put out most of the work. Maybe one day they’d have a breathing apparatus you could use this would be much easier. For now this would have to do. You panted as you moved your hips, but you were wearing out rather quickly. It was then that you felt your mate’s hands come around your hips and begin lifting and plunging you onto him.

You leaned back onto his chest, arm slung back to stroke his cheek. Your breathing was becoming hard. You could feel your body coming so close. But, it was still so far and it was frustrating. Even with the rougher and faster pace your body was just not reaching.

“S-star please, I want to cum so badly.” you moaned.

He smirked, you were begging and it was kind of cute. A nice reversal as well, usually he was the one begging for attention. He hummed gently working himself deeper and deeper, the thin tip pressing pass the cervix he came to a grind not wanting to risk hurting you. He moved his hands around to spread your lips apart and rubbed at your engorged clit taking the large nub between his fingers giving you a mini handjob. If this was going to work, he needed to knot you during an orgasm so nothing spilled out. He grunted bumping into you faster his knot growing his fingers working your engorged clit more and more until.

“STAR!” you arched back and came clenching around him, barely even noticing the knot inside locking you into place until you tried to lift your hips and cried out again, you kept grinding into your mate setting off his own orgasm and moaned feeling the warm liquid seep into you. There was an unusual pressure however.

You glanced back at him, “L-love?”

He just kissed you gently, “Is it uncomfortable?”

“No, just odd…” you breathed whimpering it still felt oh so good, “How far are you in me?”

“Past your barriers darling.” he cooed moaning softly, gently grinding into you, “We’re not done yet.”

You were shocked by this, at least until you felt the knot expand even more, spreading you out. You felt little bumps in his shaft and it hit you what was happening. And now you knew exactly why he was concerned. However you were in too much pleasure to even care.

“Ahh.. fuck please fill me up.” you whimpered as he bit into your neck and thrusted only once and the eggs started moving into you. Every time one popped in you felt heavier and heavier. You noted his stomach flattened out as yours got bigger. You begged for more, but as soon as your womb was full, but not stretched too far that was all he had, he rammed into you bringing you to another orgasm as well as himself filling you up with more fluid to round out the small pooch you did have.

You cried out his name as he pulled away from your neck and licked it. Once he was down from his high he immediately tended to you.

“Sweetie, are you okay?” he asked rubbing a hand over your now obviously bloated abdomen.

You managed a nod as you felt his knot decreasing and him slipping out of you, which made you whine. You wanted more, “Mmm it feels so good still.”

He kissed your shoulder and gently rubbed your clit, it was still engorged, the mucus was almost washed off though perhaps he could bring you to another orgasm. “Patience love.” he hummed and rubbed at it, making sure to hit all the right places until you came again shaking against him.

He pulled away when you cooled off and just rubbed your abdomen, “Oh my my, you took the entire brood! Oh, they’re going to be so cute. Your dna mixed with mine.” he was just fawning over you now. He nuzzled your cheek and licked it, “I must get a bed put in here for you! Or a pool  in your place for me! I want to be there watching you grow as you carry my fry.”

Your face flushed as you leaned back onto him looking at your own abdomen you looked four to five months pregnant. “H-how big will they get?” you asked worried.

“Not very, they will fill up their egg, maybe double in size. You’ll lay them and then they’ll hatch!” he hummed, rubbing your abdomen.

“O-oh good… my body can handle that.” you chuckled smiling, you looked back at him, “You really think I look good like this?”

“You do.” he cooed kissing your lips, “Maybe next time there will be more!!”

“N-next time?” you asked.

“Mmm yes, once every five years we must somehow remove our brood whether it’s implanting or naturally disposing of them…” he hummed kissing your neck, “And please don’t stress, not many survive. It’s not like you’ll have dozens of babies. And not all mating cycles work… to be honest… if they are viable it’ll be my first time too.”

You actually felt kind of sad, but understood what he meant, you nodded, “I actually like this feeling…” you smiled and looked back at him, “I love you Star.”

“I love you too.” he said and shifted so he could kiss you deeply and tenderly.

The months passed by and you had been able to talk the aquarium into letting Star take Parental leave until the small merbabies were able to function well and were healthy enough to be in the now expanded aquarium tank with their father. He was sitting in the salt water pool making sure his aquascaping would be safe for them. He even made a small area just incase they needed more time to hatch. He was so excited. He hummed and looked at the ring on his finger. It was his idea, he wanted to marry you in the human way since you went through with what his kind did for mating for life. Luckily since he was able to prove his sentience easily you were able to find a priest willing to do the ritual.

He looked over to you as you just relaxed in the shallow end of the pool. You looked about eight months pregnant now. He swam over sensing something in the air change and pushed himself up so he could be sitting with you. It was almost time.

He had been doing some reading on human births and found your systems were very - unethical as he called it. The pain he read about scared him, so he had a plan. He kissed your neck and up to your cheek giggling.

“Star, what are you….” you winced feeling the pressure in your abdomen.

There it was, Star cooed, “It is time I could smell it!!” he said and kissed you, “Darling, come into the water.”

You obliged and gently waded in. Star managed to push himself up enough to hit a button that would close any open blinds. Then another that dimmed the lights in the pool. He let the overhead lights stay the way they were since they weren’t very bright currently. He swam back over seeing you were already starting the breathing exercises. He was working up that kelp flavored mucus. He was hoping to make this as painless on you as possible. He hummed kissing your cheek sloppily.

“Darling take off your bottoms. I have an idea.” he said gently trying to reassure you.

You nodded and took off your swim skirt and set it to the side. The labor pains weren’t as severe as they could have been, but still had you close to tears. You were relieved when Star told you about his plan and hoped it would work. This was too much and it wasn’t just one baby it was a brood of eggs.

You felt star rubbing at your lips and groaned, what was he trying to pull? You weren’t in the mood for this. You looked down at him and he just pulled your legs over his shoulders.

“S-star what are you?”

“If the mucus worked before maybe it’ll work here.” he said before plunging his tongue into you.

Now that made sense and you felt your sore body immediately take in his little quick fix and warm itself into pleasure. Oh, if this was how it was going to be everytime viable or not you wanted him to stuff you with his brood every time. Within five minutes you were moaning out his name. Your vagina, lips and clit engorged even more than before. He spent about ten or so minutes doing this until you were an absolute mess of pleasure. He noted how long it would take you to become near unresponsive for future reference.

But, now came the fun part. Star shifted so he would be able to help adjust your legs into a proper position. He even moved his hand between your legs to hold your lips apart as he would’ve done for a another mer partner. However he decided to help coerce the eggs out and gently rub your clit and lips.

While this seemed odd you were grateful. You’d rather be put into a stupor with pleasure than pain. And would have to do something for him later. You felt the eggs line up in your canal and soon it came time to push. Stars fingers did not relent on your engorged clit. However each wave of pleasure helped you push a jumbo chicken sized egg out and through your vaginal canal into the water. Luckily they were rather spongy so they were able to gently and carefully fall to the bottom of the pool.

Stars little plan was working. It was making this process painless and much quicker than it would have been otherwise. He never let you come to orgasm. He mentioned something about saving that for the last few difficult ones, but you were to busy focusing on the pleasure and process of laying the eggs to really pay much mind. When you were nearing your ends he felt of your abdomen. Just as he thought. There were a few stragglers. However that just meant you’d get to enjoy yourself to the fullest.

“Almost done love, you can do this.” he cooed and kissed you nipping at your lips and neck before his hand moved from your vaginal lips to your two inch clit.

This caused you to scream in pleasure as your hips moved in time with his movements helping the trouble maker eggs line into your canal in a large bunch. He was rather rough with you causing your orgasm to be so powerful you squirted and the very last few eggs came out in one go.

He cooed softly and slowed everything to a stop and came up and laid your head in his lap. He stroked your wet hair, pink eyes looking down at your filled with absolute adoration that you could birth so many. He looked out at the pool and noted sadly; that a good 80% of the brood was unviable. They were floating a top, but that was alright. He would clean the mess later and more closely examine the others and cull the ones with any imperfections or the ones who wouldn’t survive.

He looked back down at you, your breathes heavy from the amount of work you just went through. You gently shifted so you could lay against his chest. Body now numb from everything you did. You looked up at him with tired eyes and smiled.

“Thank you, that little plan of yours helped so much. Mmmm and felt heavenly if I do say so myself. I could get used to this~” you said with a worn voice.

He chuckled and kissed you gently, rubbing your back, “You did good. I will be transporting them to their little place soon love. For now you need rest.” he said and smiled helping you get back into your swim skirt, “Not here though, I can’t risk you drowning.” he cooed. “I love you.”

“I love you to.” you said.

Carefully stood up and kissed him one last time before heading to your room. You had no idea what to expect when you woke up, you only knew that you were happy. You fell onto your bed not caring you were sopping went and fell asleep. You loved your merman husband and little soon to be children very much. And it was hard to believe it was all because of an assignment.

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Azriel set Elain down on the tiled shower floor, but he didn’t let her go. He reached over and turned the faucet. Warm water rained down on them. They shivered together for a few moments until their bodies warmed. Slowly, he turned up the temperature.

He wasn’t sure how long they stood there, how long he might have listened to the beating of her heart through the sound of the falling water. Her head was pressed against his chest, and he wondered if she were listening to his heart, too.

When they’d both stopped shivering, Elain lifted her head. “Where are we?”

Water dripped from his face and hair as he looked down at her. “My house.”

“Where is your house?”

“Just outside Velaris. In the cliffs by the sea.”

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Expectant - Request

Requested by anon:  could you do a Reader x Sherlock where she finds out she’s expecting and Sherlock has no idea how to react for awhile? Thank you :-)
Also, another anon requested for a fluffy one with Sherlock so…

Summary: (Y/N) is acting strange, and Sherlock notices. She ends up confessing the truth and… He struggles to find the words.

Pairing: Sherlock x reader

Warnings: Bit of angst (not really) because of Sherlock’s reaction. Also, fluffy.

Word count: 2,807

A/N: My Sherlock feels are rising like the fenix rises from the ashes, THANKS! This is fluffy and cheesy and I love it, hope you do too. Remember feedback is highly appreciated.

Enjoy!

Originally posted by xthismeanswar

London had never been quieter. Not a single criminal dared to show up in the past week – or at least not one Sherlock cared about.

With his fiddle in hand and a melody on his head, Sherlock played for hours and hours throughout the morning. His feet with move along the music as he followed his girlfriend around the flat, making sure to keep his eyes on her at every moment.

(Y/N) was tiding it up a little since neither Sherlock nor John would do it.

“You know you don’t have to do that.” Sherlock spoke as he waltzed his way closer to her.

“I know, I just… Need to kill time, I guess.” Sherlock tilted his head.

“Anxiety?” She shook her head.

“Maybe I’m just bored.” Sherlock smiled warmly at her.

“I knew I wasn’t the only one getting bored here.” He said.

“Bored? You?” (Y/N) let out a fake laugh, “As far as I can tell you’re having a blast with your instrument.”

Sherlock didn’t reply with words but rather changing the tune to a faster one.

“Show off.” She hissed jokingly and moved to his room, where she picked up the dirty clothes and dusted the furniture.

Sherlock couldn’t help but to notice something strange in her. He couldn’t quite put his finger on it because it was such a slight change in her – and a good kind of change – that deducing it would take him hours. And that’s why he was following her.

She was resplendent yet she looked tired. “Why are you tired?”

(Y/N) looked up at him; she had been dragged out of her thoughts. “Sorry?”

“Why are you tired?” Sherlock repeated, “Last night we did… We did sleep late but we always do.”

“Maybe it’s all this cleaning.” (Y/N) suggested.

“You’ve followed me on cases that could get anyone tired after five minutes without even flinching, it’s not the cleaning.” Sherlock observed. He stopped playing and stood still, following her every move.

“Maybe I’m getting old.” Sherlock lifted an eyebrow.

“Impossible.” He stated, “If you were getting old I would be too and I’m feeling great.”

“We are getting old.” She emphasized, “With each second that passes.”

Sherlock sighed heavily and continued to play. (Y/N) excused herself and left to the bathroom. It was the fifth time she went and it wasn’t even close to mid-day.

Sherlock stopped playing once again and walked back to the living room where John was sitting and reading a newspaper.

“There’s something off about her.” Sherlock whispered without even looking at his friend but rather keeping his ice blue eyes glued to the bathroom door.

Watson, who knew exactly what was going on, shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly and changed the page. He had been pretending to read the whole morning, for he knew it would be impossible for him not to react.

“You’ve read this newspaper three times already.” Sherlock observed.

“I like to re-read… Make sure everything sticks to my mind.” John replied.

“Guess that’s a method that works for common minds.” John couldn’t help but to roll his eyes, “But honestly, John, can’t you see? There’s something off about her.”

“She’s your girlfriend, Sherlock, not mine.” John beamed.

“She’s your friend, and you’re a doctor.” John sighed and scratched the corner of his eyes.

“She’s not sick.”

“How can you tell?” John inquired, “Did you check her body temperature? Her blood pressure? Her…”

“She’s fine!” John assured. Sherlock, of course, didn’t buy it and waited patiently for her to get out.

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Okay, let’s talk about coping. Like, the Paladins have been through hell and survived, but how do they cope? Keith wastes his life away pushing his body to its limits. Hunk creates things, not just food, but machines, and just anything to keep his mind off everything. Pidge learns, Pidge adapts, Pidge doesn’t allow themselves to be affected as much, but secretly, Pidge cries. Shiro, Shiro pushes himself- mentally. Not in the way Keith works til his breaking point, but the way he tries to bond with black until he can’t, the way he goes into the astral plane, just, pushing himself.

Lance however, jokes. Lance makes jokes about almost dying, Lance makes jokes about anything, Lance doesn’t stop to allow himself sadness, because right now- right when the whole team is falling apart- they’ll need a joke. He allows himself to become the joke of the team. He makes sure people laugh, that they breath. Lance makes sure Keith isn’t pushing himself, by challenging him, and allowing Keith to make fun of him, and laughing with him. Lance makes sure Hunk doesn’t neglect his emotions, by talking to him, by sitting and chatting, and making him smile. Lance makes sure Pidge isn’t over working themselves, by annoying them until they smirk, or reminding them their great, and making sure they can breath. Lance makes sure Shiro will be alright after each mental session, talks to him, tells him stories about earth, keeps him light hearted.

But Lance doesn’t cope. Him joking is to make sure everyone else copes. Cause the blue lion is selfless. And it’s paladin is even more so. Lance doesn’t cope and that’s okay with him. Until it’s not.

Friends Part 5

Summary: You and Bucky are friends for a long time, but lately you start to develop romantic feelings for him. One day one of Tony’s parties everything changes but maybe not the way you wanted or expected.

Paring: Bucky x Reader

Words: 1555

Warnings: Talk about death (Pietro’s), fluffly, sadness and a make out session that your mother woudnt be happy about.

Thank you @amrita31199 you are amazing.

credits to the gif owners

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Instead of going outside to cheek the noise, you go upstairs to Wanda’s room have never been particularly good in at dealing with conflicts, and whatever was happening between Dan and Bucky downstairs was a conflict.

‘What are you doing here?” You ask Wanda when you see that she is in her room instead of downstairs enjoying her party “I could ask you the same thing, this is my room after all.” You close the door, sitting by her side on the floor “Yes it is, but I asked you first.”

“I miss Pietro, this party is everything he would ever want but he is not here to enjoy. Now you, why are hiding?” She says taking a deep breath as she leans on your shoulder “Why did you invite Dan?” You ask her instead of answering her question, you are not angry at her you just want to know why she was meddling into this.

“You are not gonna like the answer but we have been friends for two years and I never felt that you liked anyone of your past dates ,it has always been Bucky on your mind. But the day you came back from your date with Dan, I could see that you liked the guy and you need to give this relationship with Dan a chance… a real one.”

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Beady Little Eyes

(another lil thing for @squigglydigglydoo ‘s toon henry au, which has done wonders for bringing back my creative drive lately.  Wanted to try and feel out how Bendy would react to seeing himself when he’s off-model level’s of angry.)

“What did he mean?” Bendy stood on a stool in front of a mirror, stock still, looking at himself.  He bent in close over the sink and stretched his eyelid, intensely scanning for something, anything… nothing.

Which was exactly what he was finding.  The only thing looking back at him was that mug he’d come to know and love oh-so-much. His real money maker.  Not a flaw to be found.

“Boris doesn’t know what he’s talkin’ about,” the devil dismissed, intending to put the issue to bed.

But he didn’t look away from that mirror.  Why?  Why was he even listening to Boris?  Henry’d already poisoned the guy’s mind.  That dunce was always gullible anyway, it was his whole shtick.

So why did this bother him so much?

Bendy knew.  Of course he knew.  He and Boris had known each other for years.  If there was one thing that came with being that simple, it was honesty.  Boris didn’t have a lying bone in his body.  So when the words “he was right” came out of his mouth, coupled with the terror in his eyes, it stung.

Boris didn’t like how mad he was getting.  Why not?  After everything they’d gone through, all the work they’d done, why did they deserve to get thrown away?  They were owed this.  How could he not see that?  Boris was a dunce, but he wasn’t blind.  Henry didn’t care about this, he didn’t care about them.  But all it had taken was one sob story and Boris was in, hook, line, and sinker.

“That’s the problem with having an idiot for a best friend,” he muttered to himself, “they got no idea when they’re bein played.”

But Alice believed him too. Alice wasn’t dumb.  She was as goody-two shoes, sure, but she had common sense.  And she was siding with Henry.  How was he supposed to take that?  Both of them were with Henry.  Henry. Henry, Henry, Henry.  Even hearing that name burned him up these days.  That louse left, tossed them all away, let them collect dust for thirty years.  And yet somehow, he turned everyone Bendy had against him.  What had he said to Alice?  She had to be smart enough to see through him.  Had he threatened her?  Had he threatened both of them?  Boris had looked nervous when they were arguing.  Did that no good, dead-beat, absentee animator threaten his pals?!

“If he lays a finger on either of them…“ Bendy clenched his hands in a vice grip and looked back up at the mirror…

It stared back at him with beady little eyes.

Bendy screamed in terror and fell back off his stool with a clatter.  He lied there for a moment, staring up at the ceiling.  His teeth were clenched, his fingers dug into the wood, and his heart jumped a foot up with every beat.  It was at least a minute of stunned silence when he finally sat up, rubbing his head, trying to process what he’d just seen.  That face, that… thing.  Was that… him?

The thought spurred him back to his feet, he scrambled up onto the stool as fast as he could and looked back at himself.

There were his pupils, big and adorable as they ever were.  Once again Bendy inspected his eyes.  Was it him? Was that freak really what he looked like? Why though? Why were his eyes so small? After a new stint of finding nothing, he shook his head.  

“No, no it was… it was a trick of the light.  Yeah, that was it, trick of the light.  Gotta get these things replaced.”  He put his hands on his hips and looked up at the dim bulb.  “They barely work anymore.”  A laugh to seal the excuse.  There, that sounded sane.

“I’m workin too hard,” he continued to assure himself, turning around and leaning back against the sink.  “All this thinkin bout Henry has my nerves shot.  I need to calm down before I lose my head.”

There was a tap on his shoulder.  A glance to the side brought him face to face with the beady-eyed monster, leaning out of the mirror.

“Might be a bit late for that, mac.”  It growled with a hollow grin.

Bendy screamed higher and louder than he’d ever screamed before.  His legs kicked into high gear. He rocketed out of the room, slammed the door shut, and began nailing two-by-fours over it as fast as he could.  After a finishing touch of police tape and a nuclear hazard symbol for good measure, he pressed his body up against it.  He heaved, chest rising and falling rapidly.

That wasn’t him.   He wasn’t like that.  He was a good guy.  It couldn’t have been him…

But that was his voice.

That was his face.

That was him.  That horrible, bloodthirsty-looking freak was him.

Bendy started to shiver. He wrapped his arms around himself and sank to the ground.  He missed Boris.  He missed Alice.  He…

A few drops of water hit the ground.  Rain. Instinctively, Bendy pulled an umbrella out and opened it.  Drops kept hitting the floor.  Confused, Bendy looked up… at the ceiling.  “Oh.”  He flicked the side of his head to berate himself.  “Then what… oh.”  He moved his knuckle up to just under his eye and rubbed, looking at the droplet that had settled on his finger.  “Oh,” his voice cracked, smiling at the tear like it was a joke.  Then he put his head back down and let himself cry softly.

His friends were gone, he has dropping ink like a leaky faucet, and now his eyes were going screwy.

Was he the bad guy?  You didn’t name the show after the bad guy, did you?

Half-finished thoughts came and went before he could grab them, the bulb over his head was flickering but it wouldn’t light.  He tried to think of something, anything… nothing.

Which was all he was gonna figure out on his own.

But he had no one to ask now.

Except Joey.

Bendy smacked his forehead, “That’s it!”  With that, he hopped back up, grabbed his umbrella and started down the hall.  Joey would know.  

He had to.

EXO Mafia Reaction: Their future s/o being a spy

||| Anon asked: So if you don’t mind, could you please do EXO’s reaction to their future S/O being a spy? |||


Park Chanyeol

Originally posted by porkdo-bi

You were working under him and he had no idea until one day he overheard your conversation with your real boss.

“I need to speak to you in my office. Now.” he said, snatching your phone away and guiding you to the door.


Xiumin/Kim Minseok

Originally posted by xiaonancii96

It wasn’t your first time watching your target, waiting for the right opportunity. What you didn’t expect was for him to approach you himself.

“You should have done your research how many died while trying to spy on me.” he said sitting on the opposite side of the table.


Chen/Kim Jongdae

Originally posted by chenrrerorocher

this gif… i can’t …

You broke into his office at night not expecting for anyone to be there when he came by to check on a few things himself.

“Well what a sight and what do we have here?”


D.O/Do Kyungsoo

Originally posted by kyungsuhos

You have been tracking him down for a few weeks now, watching his every step, hoping that today he will slip up and you will get the info you needed when you lost him.

“You know it’s getting kind of annoying having you on my tail for so long. Come with me.” he said, setting his gun against your back.


Kris/Wu Yifan

Originally posted by vvu-yi-fan

Nothing slips by him. He immediately realised someone was leaking information and he traced it back to you.

“Well, well, well I certainly didn’t expect you to be such a pretty face.”


Tao/Huang Zitao

Originally posted by pocky-soo

When he found out that you were spying on him and his company in order to find out if he’s really associated with the mafia, he had to take action before you could speak.

“Well then, what should I do with you?” he asked, pinning you to a wall.


Kai/Kim Jongin

Originally posted by itjustcomesautomatic

You were about to go out when you noticed some documents missing.

“Looking for this?” he smirked, coming into the room and locking the door. 


Byun Baekhyun

Originally posted by captivatesme

You knew he was keeping some valuable info on himself, so you sneaked into his house at night to try and steal it. He grabbed you before you could even approach him.

“Darling, you should know that I sleep with my one eye open. You can’t get anything from me that easily.”


Luhan

Originally posted by meiren-menglu

He caught you sneaking around in his company and blocked the way with his body.

“Are you lost little kitten? Can I help you with anything?

 

Lay/Zhang Yixing

Originally posted by baekhyuntella

He noticed there was something suspicious about you, they way you moved, how many questions you asked looking around the building.

“I think we should discuss this further. In private.”


Suho/Kim Junmyeon

Originally posted by oohsehunnies

You decided to take the risk and infiltrated his work, quickly going up the ranks, even becoming his assistant. You thought everything was going exactly as you planned but he had other things in mind.

“How do you like your position? I must admit it, you’re so intriguing it’s getting harder by the day to get rid of you.”


Oh Sehun

Originally posted by khunwufan

You were a spy since you were young but you definitely didn’t expect to be the one spied on.

“How long are you going to hide in the shadows? If you want something from me, come and get it.” he said, dragging you out of your hiding spot.


A/N: As I wrote this, I realised that a lot of these would turn out into pretty good scenarios, maybe I should write some of them someday… ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

You’re gone and I’m trying to fill the hole you left. His lips are touching mine and I try to fake the passion we once shared but it isn’t working. I’m kissing him with everything I have and I feel nothing. Empty.
He’s holding me. I know his arms mean well but they can’t comfort me the same. They feel foreign and strange. They aren’t his.
He’s touching my body. I can’t help but tense up and feel uncomfortable. I try and lose myself in the euphoria but I can’t. Afterwards I have this feeling in the pit of my stomach for days. Empty.
I can’t fill the hole you left no matter how hard he tries.
—  v.m -you just can’t be replaced
Or Nah (One - Shot)

Or Nah: Reader and Bucky are doing their routine workout before an extremely important mission, which doesn't go as planned when Bucky shows her his own playlist he made.

A/N: I've always wondered what would happen if Sam introduced Bucky to some really dirty songs! I was dying while writing this haha! If you want to hear the song while you read it’s right here! :D I hope you guys like it! ENJOY! - Delilah

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: Very dirty song lyrics, pls beware lol. Bucky being a flirty little shit. Slight secondhand embarrassment. 

You let out a small sigh as you placed the weight in your hand down. You had been in the gym for a solid two hours, working out for the mission that was coming up later that week. It was a pretty big one, and you wanted to make sure you were ready for anything and everything. Bucky, who would be your partner for the mission had agreed to join you for the workout, and to your surprise, he even offered to chose the playlist. 

Ever since he and Sam had been hanging out more often, they’ve been able to catch him up on various modern things, mostly music. You knew that Bucky had been spending time listening to the new wave of music on his little ipod you had given him for his birthday, but you had no idea what songs Sam had put on there for him. 

You and he had grown pretty close ever since Bucharest, and dare you admit, you liked him. A bit much for just friends, but you’d never tell him. There were sometimes when you swore he was reciprocating your feelings, but you always brushed it off as simple flirtatious teasing. Steve always said that’s how he used to be back in the day. 

You just figured it was some nineties rap or something, which wasn’t unlikely. 

The last song had ended, leaving the two of you in that awkward five second silence before the next song began. 

Do you like the way I flick my tongue or nah?
You can ride my face until you dripping cum
Can you lick the tip then throat the dick or nah?
Can you let me stretch that pussy out or nah?

Your eyes nearly fell out of your head at how wide you were staring at him. He paid no attention to you, as he was in his own little world. He lowly sung along to the song as he lifted the weights in his hands. The way he spoke the lyrics, you knew damn well that he had heard the song quite a bit. 

You swallowed loudly as you watched Bucky work out. The black tank top he wore clung to his body, which was glistening with a thin layer of sweat. His arms flexed in such a delicious way each time he brought the weight up, almost as if he was showing off everything he had. 

His hair was pulled back in a messy bun, with a few rebellious strands falling in front of his face. Your eyes analyzed the way his jaw clenched each time he flexed, and the way his lips pursed. His brow was furrowed with concentration as he worked out, his eyes staring forward at the grand mirror in front of him as he watched himself. 

And Jesus, that metal arm. It shifted and clicked with each movement, and you honestly found yourself wondering how on earth you could be attracted to a prosthetic limb. Regardless, you’ve wanted it and him. 

After making sure you weren’t drooling over him, you peered back up at his face, expecting him to still be in his own little world. But to your horror, he was staring right at you. His mouth was curved upwards into a little, fascinated smile as he watched you. Regardless, he continued singing along to the song. 

You gonna run it for these hundreds, girl, or nah?
Show me is you really ‘bout your money, girl, or nah?
Don’t play with a boss, girl, take it off
Take it for a real one
You gonna get it all

You watched as he sung to you, his eyes traveling down your body. You blushed even deeper as you took in the raunchy lyrics. You had no idea why Sam would introduce him to this. Steve would probably have several heart attacks at once if he showed up. 

Bucky set down the weights in his hand with a loud clank, pulling you out of your thoughts. He made sure to give you a show as he reached behind himself and slipped the tank top from his body, tossing it to the side. He made his way over to the chin up bar, which was located directly across from you. By now, you were trying to relieve some of the arousal that was pooling between your legs by pressing them together. 

Bucky placed his hands on the bar, and slowly began lifting himself upwards, peering over at you, still singing those damn lyrics. 

Is you really 'bout your money or nah?
Can you really take dick or nah?
Can I bring another bitch or nah?
Is you with this shit or nah?

Your eyes immediately went to his body, watching as every single muscle flexed as he lifted himself up. His gray sweatpants hung low on his waist, giving you a perfect view of the V of his waist. You so desperately wanted to see just a few more inches, but you knew better. He was teasing you, and you were falling right into the trap. 

Not being able to take it anymore, you stood from your seat and began walking towards the bench press. You lie back onto the bench, pressing your hands onto the bar tightly. But before you could even get started, you felt a pair of hands wrap around your legs and pull you away. 

You squeaked, trying to balance yourself. Before you could sit upwards, you were pressed back down by a metal hand. Bucky hovered over you, smirking devilishly as he placed both of his hands on either sides of your head, trapping you underneath him. You felt so small, and couldn't fight the blush that was now spread throughout your chest and face. 

Girl, is you sucking me or fucking me or nah?
Can I bring another bitch? Let’s have a threesome
Keep saying you’s a freak, you gon’ prove it or nah?

“Hey, Buck,” Sam called as he entered the room. His eyes staring down at the ipod in his hands, completely unaware of what was going on in front of him. 

“I think I accidentally took yo- WHOA!

You immediately covered your face with your hands. This was not what you hoped the outcome would be at all! You were hoping for some steamy make out sessions or maybe even Bucky’s head between your legs, but this was absolutely not what you wanted. Sam would never let you guys live this down. 

Bucky cleared his throat awkwardly as he stared at his friend, his eyes flickering between the two of you with a sheepish smile. 

“Man,” He whistled as he listened to the song blaring from the speakers. “I always knew you were a closet freak, Y/N.’” With a cackle, Sam turned on his heel and exited the gym. 

Not before calling over his shoulder that he had a very interesting story for dinner tonight. 


-FIN!

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Reaction To Waking Up in Another Member’s Body

S.Coups: Even if he tried to pretend that he was really DK, he would act so strangely mature that everyone would know it was him somehow.

Jeonghan: Would start talking to others about himself though Wonwoo’s body and try and figure out if anyone’s talking shit.

Joshua: Would worry so much over what Mingyu was doing in his body,and end up not doing anything crazy with Seungkwan’s body.

Jun: Would immediately take off his clothes while in Minghao’s body just out of curiosity.

Hoshi: Would make the ugliest faces while in Jeonghan’s body, making the actual Jeonghan ready to kill him.

Wonwoo: Would act like nothing happened and just go about his daily life despite the fact he was in Dino’s body.

Woozi: Would use being trapped in Jun’s body as an excuse to take a break, and just hopes that Vernon just does all his work for him.

DK: While in Hoshi’s body he would make everyone dance to the worst possible choreography that he made up 10 minutes prior.

The8: Would end up using Seungcheol’s authority to boss the other members around.

Mingyu: Would try to keep the Joshua’s life together, but end up making everything go to shit.

Seungkwan: As Vernon, he would lowkey make Verkwan canon by complimenting himself so much; “Have you noticed how great Seungkwan’s skin looks today?” 

Vernon: Would start freaking out and probably end up visiting some voodoo priest to see if he was cursed or something. Everyone else just sees Woozi finally having a mental breakdown and running away from his responsibilities.

Dino: Would start doing the most embarrassing things in Mingyu’s body and just hope things go back to normal eventually.

-peach

Jake Gyllenhaal is underappreciated.

This man is such an important human being. Watch interviews and observe how he interacts with the interviewer, he looks right into their eyes and actually ponders the questions he is asked. Jake chooses very diverse roles in films and gives a phenomenal performance each time, because he embraces that character and dedicates so much time to create an accurate portrayal. From being a bubble boy, to a troubled teen, to a sociopath, to a gay cowboy, to a widowed father. Jake Gyllenhaal never gives a disappointing performance. Watch how charming, respectful, witty, and polite he is. Watch how accepting he is, and how supportive he is. Look at the way his blue eyes light up when he talks about his family and how highly he speaks of each member, never once saying anything negative. Look at how he respectfully shuts interviewers down when they bring up sex scenes, and how he always comments on a woman’s personality before her body. Especially look at how he doesn’t act like he can get any girl he wants. Listen to his beautiful, genuine laugh. Think about how he always tries to be the best at everything he does. This is a man that would rather work alongside Robert Downey Jr. than win an award because gaining knowledge means he is successful, not recieving awards. This actor is slipping under everybody’s radar and I’m finding it quite beautiful because I get to embrace his excellence while everyone else is gawking over Channing Tatum’s body.

A chance to say goodbye - Bruce Wayne x Reader

Summary : You’re a meta-human able to see ghosts, summon them etc etc…and you decide to give your Bruce a birthday gift he’ll never forget.

I had this story in my head for quite a while now, not sure how to feel about it though. I don’t know, you guys know me, I’m like : “meh” as usual…Anyway, don’t hesitate to tell me what you think please, wether you liked or not :-) …Hope you’ll like it though  :

(My masterlist blog here : https://ella-ravenwood-archives.tumblr.com)

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When Bruce was looking all around the World for meta-human, he found you in a small village in France’s country side, and…you intrigued him right away.

You were sitting on a bench in a small cemetery, lost in daydreams.

He felt irreversibly attracted to you. The way you seemed lost in your thoughts, the glint in your eyes as you looked at nothing in particular, your poise, even the way you breathed subjugated him, for reasons he couldn’t quite pinpoint…When you turned your head to him, feeling his presence, and your eyes locked on each other, the beating of his heart became ecstatic, uncontrollable…He had to talk to you.

Against all of his usual instinct, he approached you and sat down next to you. And the conversation just flew naturally. It was something he never experienced before. You were a total stranger, and yet, he felt like he knew you since forever.

(Y/N). That was your name. It rolled on his tongue delightfully. In the span of a few hours, you just talked about anything and everything. It was just too amazing, and for a minute, he thought maybe you were a meta-human whose powers was to control one’s emotions, because he never talked like that to anyone, including his close friends, so to a total stranger…

Turned out, your powers weren’t to control someone’s feelings, not at all. Your powers were…scarier, and you hated using them. You had a special bond with Death…You could summon zombie warriors from the ground and control them, you were able to see if someone’s life was going to end soon, and was plagued by visions of ghosts of people that still had important business to finish on Earth. You hated your powers.

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Klance Recs #1

Homesick at Space Camp by K0bot (PG, 54k, WIP)
Summary: Lance’s insistence on maintaining his rivalry with Keith is hurting his performance, and Shiro’s had enough. Keith and Lance are forced to talk it out, and Lance becomes certain of one thing:

He’s gonna be the best friend Keith’s ever had in his LIFE.

Naturally, he’s in for much more than he bargained for. [Fake Marriage, WIP]

time out of mind by aknightley (PG, 27k)
Summary: Keith and Lance wake up married. In the future.

He lays there a moment, processing the faint throbbing in his head, a strange bitter taste like lemons in his mouth. When he opens his eyes, the room spins wildly into a kaleidoscope of colors, so he closes them again, breathing in and out until he feels less like he might throw up. He suddenly registers a warm weight over his waist, and lifts his head to see a brown arm thrown over him. It looks startlingly familiar, but different, bigger than he remembers, more toned.

Keith turns all the way around and comes face to face with Lance sleepily blinking his own eyes open.
[Time Travel, Fake Marriage]

Heatwaves on Autopilot by WhatTheBodyGraspsNot (NC-17, 56k)
Summary: Keith and Lance unknowingly inhale an alien aphrodisiac during a simple resource retrieval mission. But unlike the common aphrodisiac, this particular one reactivates under certain unknown conditions, later leaving them craving in situations that don’t necessarily present them with many options. Keith tries to work through it, concerned with the sudden lack of control of his body, until he realizes the same thing is happening to Lance. So…great. How are they supposed to deal with this, keep it a secret, AND tend to the thousands of other responsibilities that come with defending the universe? (Together, of course.) [Heat Cycles/Sex Pollen]

Today, anew by MemeKonVLD (MemeKonYA) (R, 5.9k)
Summary: “Lance.

Lance’s eyebrows furrow in concern for a second before his whole face goes gentle and open.

“Hey buddy, everything okay?”

Keith nods. Then shakes his head, then opens his mouth to let out a noisy sob before he’s hugging the air out of Lance, grip vise tight.

Lance hugs him back. That’s one of the great things about him— he doesn’t— he doesn’t need explanations for things like this. He doesn’t make Keith jump through hoops, the way other people might— he’s just— he just knows what Keith needs in times like this. No façades, no posturing.

(Or: the one where Keith is trapped in a time loop. A time loop from hell.) [Time Loop, Temporary Character Death]

A Commutual Contract 
by SKayLanphear (R, 24k, WIP)
Summary:
 After a terrifying experience during which Lance, seemingly, dies, Keith is haunted by horrible nightmares of holding his comrade in his arms while he took his final breath. To the point where he can’t sleep unless he knows for absolute certain that Lance is alive.

And while the attention is surprising, Lance doesn’t really have a problem with Keith checking up on him. Or the fact that Keith only seems totally comforted when he can cuddle Lance close and hear his heart beat. After all, there’s nothing wrong with two bros cuddling. It doesn’t MEAN anything. Or, at least, that’s what Lance keeps telling himself. [Bed Sharing, WIP]

How To Train Your Galra by magisterpavus (NC-17, 68k, Series)
Summary: 
“Shiro, I fucked up,” Keith blurted, wringing his hands.

Shiro paused mid-punch, shooting him a quizzical look. “What? What happened?”

“I think,” Keith whispered, “I think I accidentally roofied Lance. With my dick.” [Galra!Keith, A/B/O Dynamics]

Fake It Til You Make It by nikkiRA (R, 26k)
Summary: “No, it’s not that –” Keith tries to backtrack. “We just – we –” he isn’t sure what he’s going to say, he just knows he has to say something before he and Lance are forced to have sex with some weird alien species, while also keeping the weird alien king happy enough to create an alliance with them.

But not for the first time and not for the last, Lance pulls through.

Of course, this time pulling through almost gives Keith a heart attack, because Lance slips his fingers through Keith’s so that they’re holding hands.

“What Keith here means to say,” Lance says, and although his voice is steady, he is gripping Keith’s fingers so tightly it’s painful. “Is that we can’t mate with your people, although we, um, appreciate the offer, because, well. We already are. M-mated, I mean. With, you know. Each other.” [Fake Marriage]

Nightmares by Trashness (PG, 14k)
Summary: Lance’s nightmares are getting out of control. It’s effecting his and the team’s performance, but he’s at a loss for how to fix this.

Apparently sleeping next to a warm body helps. [Bed Sharing, Mutual Pining]

Accidental Bonding by Newbiemans2015 (NR, 2.9k)
Summary: Whilst trapped on an alien planet Keith and Lance accidentally get married, and now how to deal with the consequences. [Accidental Marriage]

All things infinite by MemeKonVLD (MemeKonYA) (R, 7k)
Summary: “I didn’t know Lance was…”

“Bi?” Hunk supplied.

“Ready to jump anyone sentient and willing?” Pidge offered.

“Yeah, let’s go with bi,” Hunk says.

(Or: the one where Lance is a Bisexual Intergalactic Flirt, and Keith discovers he has feelings about this.) [Pining!Keith]

like honey by manamune (NC-17, 4.3k)
Summary: Keith wants to lose control.

Lance has always liked helping people. [BDSM]

Fireside by molsat (NC-17, 4.9k)
Summary: It’s not the compliments that make Lance’s palms sweaty, his heart thunder wildly against his ribcage, and his face swell with impossible heat: it’s the way Keith has to be such a giant dick about it. [Praise Kink]

Making the Most of the Night by saezutte (NC-17, 15k)
Summary:  Having sex with Keith in order to secure an alliance with an alien species wasn’t how Lance expected to lose his virginity, but it wasn’t the worst way for it to go.

(Until afterwards, of course, when it all goes wrong and Keith won’t speak to him. Not that Lance has any idea why. Or why it bothers him so much.)

hot singles in your area by rire (NC-17, 15k, WIP)
Summary: “So she gave you a fake number?”
“Yeah.”
“And it turned out to be the number of a sex line?”
“Yep.”
“And then you decided jerking off was the best solution for your heartbreak?”
“I guess you could put it that way.”
“… And now you’re in love with a phone sex operator.” [College AU, WIP]

Rivals-With-Benefits by lissa_molloy (NC-17, 26k, WIP)
Summary: Lance and Keith have been sneaking around for a while now, not yet to the point where they can get over their rivalry but well beyond acknowledging how attracted they are to one another. A collection of vaguely-related oneshots in a fuckbuddies AU for Klance. I’ll add tags as I go. [Friends/Rivals with Benefits]

Blueprints by UnderTheSilentStars (R, 39k, WIP)
Summary: “While soulmarks themselves were common, it was rare for someone to have anything other than the name of their other half…and Lance had a red paw print." [Soulmate AU]

so why don’t we fall by aknightley (NC-17, 4k)
Summary: Five times Lance used a pet name for Keith, and one time Keith used one for Lance.

Keith has no basis for having a relationship with someone, so he’s trying to follow Lance’s lead. 

Down the Rabbit Hole by TheQueen (PG, 41k, WIP)
Summary: It starts when he wakes up. Breathing hard and scrambling against the soft bedding and heavy comforter until he falls flat against the wood floor hard enough to take his breath away.

Time travel might not be the worst thing Lance has ever dealt with. But it sure does feel like it. [Time Travel, Canon Divergence, WIP]

30 Rules to Marriage by delictor (R, 38k, WIP)
Summary: Lance was only trying to argue with Keith, not marry him. And even if the marriage only really counted on the one planet, he couldn’t help but let it take over his every thought slowly. Especially with him constantly thinking of the 30 rules of marriage his parents had taught him as a kid and trying to apply them to him and Keith. His logic? The 30 rules could apply to even just a friendship…

Or: Lance and Keith accidentally get married and it’s not actually as bad as they thought it would be. [Accidental Marriage, WIP]

Diplomatic Difficulties by TemenCMoth (PG, 10k, WIP)
Summary: Allura sat with her head in her hands. Coran balked. Hunk was frozen, new goo concoction slowly leveling out on the floor. Shiro looked stricken, hand in a white-knuckle grip on the back of a chair. The only sound in the room was the little clack-clack of Pidge’s keyboard.

The room was filled with tension thick enough to be cut with a bayard, a silence so loud none of them noticed Rover hovering behind Keith.

They sure noticed when he started playing the Wedding March. [Accidental Marriage]

heat of your skin by sodappend (NC-17, 2k)
Summary: Keith is in heat and Lance is the last person he wants to see. So of course it’s Lance that walks through his door. [A/B/O Dynamics]

Skin by MemeKonVLD (MemeKonYA) (R, 3.2k)
Summary: He’s aware of Lance talking to him, but he’s still too asleep to try to decipher whatever it is he’s blabbering about. He only starts paying attention when one of Lance’s hands goes to the drawstring of his pajama pants.

“Whoa, what are you doing?” He asks, slapping Lance’s hand away, cheeks warm.

“You,” Lance starts, pointing at him (and Keith notices that for all he’s made fun of him for the last forever for them, he’s wearing his fingerless gloves), “are not screwing up my skin care routine, man.”

(AKA: the one where Keith and Lance switch bodies.) [Body Swap]

I’ll be your… whatever it’s called by MoonStar1220 (NC-17, 3.7k)
Summary: After a particularly rough and frightening fight with enemy Galra Lance decides he’s had enough of Keith’s behavior and vows to fix it. [Galra!Keith, A/B/O Dynamics]

Alpha-nd a way to you by opalfire (NC-17, 3k)
Summary: Lance honestly had no clue what was going on anymore.

He had scented Keith, as though he were his mate. Lance flushed. The other alpha must think he was insane by now.

“I-I’m sorry - fuck - I mean,” Lance stuttered.

Keith just stared at him, the flush on his face getting redder.

“I know we’re both alphas, shit I’m so-“Lance started.

“We’re both what now?” Keith’s eyes widened before narrowing as he stared at Lance. “Oh my god, you don’t know.”

otherwise known as Lance gets possessive and scents Keith without knowing he’s an omega till he hits heat [Omegaverse, A/B/O Dynamics]

Alive With the Glory of Love by lemoninagin (NC-17, 4.8k)
Summary: “Hurry,” Lance urges with a gasp, clutching harder at the stands with both hands poised on them for support now, palms slick with sweat, “They’re going to find us like this if we don’t hurry, oh my God.”

A deep chuckle tickles over his ear, almost rivaling the pounding of blood in them.

Let them.” [Public Sex]

Don’t Have to Rush

Summary: Based off the song Toothbrush by DNCE. Seth and reader have had a Friends With Benefits relationship going on but one morning after, Seth and Y/n realize the other person is all they’ve ever wanted. Fluff. Slight angst. Smut.

TAGGING: @monsteramongmen-tamer @wildandfreepinkv0dka @hardcorewwetrash @imagineall-the-fandoms @shieldgirl95 @66psychotic99 @anerdysouthernbelle @traffficc @ridingmoxley @heelcharlie @m-a-t-91 @reigns420 @wrasslin-rollins @caramara3 @crossfitjesusinskinnyjeans  

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how i’d like alec to believe magnus about the body swap

prompted by  @outerspacebabe7! thank you, dear <3

this was initially going to be like a couple paragraphs of my thoughts and hopes but i decided to make it short scene lol.

i just really felt like writing a scene of magnus explaining how he fell in love with alec. let me know what you think!


Alec tightened his grip on the blade in his holster and swallowed hard. He narrowed his gaze at Valentine who was standing in front him in the cell. What did Valentine have against Alec? Against Magnus? Why was he asking for him and claiming to be Magnus? Alec didn’t understand a single thing that was happening. He had noticed that Magnus was acting a little strange since the demon summoning, but switching bodies? That was impossible.

Alec clenched his jaw and took in a deep breath, trying to think of a question that could confirm who he was really standing in front of. “Where did we first meet?” he asked, sternly. If this was Valentine, he wouldn’t know the answer to that.

“The Institute,” he replied with pleading eyes.

Alec scoffed and smiled smugly. “It was at Har-”

“No,” Valentine said, hastily. “I saw you before that. I didn’t remember until recently but it’s true. Ask your mother. I was called in to reinforce the wards and you were only small. You rushed straight past me and tackled into Maryse.” Valentine smiled sadly and Alec frowned in disgust. How long was he going to keep this ridiculous act up for? “She gave me one look and shooed you away. Even then you were quite stubborn.”

Alec stared back. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Valentine.” That was such a small detail from so long ago, he doubted his mother could even verify it. Valentine could’ve easily made that up. Besides, Alec had witnessed the kinds of games Valentine could play. The whole sibling ordeal with Jace and Clary lead Alec to not trust a single word that came out of his mouth. Jace and Luke, the two people who knew Valentine the most had even told him to stay away.

Alec released his weapon and turned around to walk out of the cell. “The omamori!” he heard Valentine practically shout at him. Alec whipped around. How did he… “I still have it,” he said, looking desperate and scared as ever. Valentine would never allow himself to look that weak.

“How do you know about that?” asked Alec, warily.

“I would never forget that. I can’t remember the last time someone gave me a gift like that.” Alec swore that Valentine was on the brink of crying right then.

Alec eyed Valentine curiously as he took a step closer. Alec took a step backwards and held out a hand. “Look, I don’t know you how you know that but-”

“Alexander,” said Valentine and Alec’s heart skipped a beat. No one but Magnus had ever called him Alexander. Alec’s lips parted. “If you do love me, please, you have to believe me.” This couldn’t be Magnus, it just couldn’t. That wasn’t possible. This was Valentine messing with Alec’s mind. “The minute you left your wedding, I knew you were special. And when you came to me the night Jocelyn died, I realised just how broken you were… And I knew right then and there that you were different.” Alec sneered at Valentine. He wasn’t about to become another pawn in this man’s game.

Alec grabbed Valentine’s collar and pushed him roughly against the cold, hard wall of the cell. Valentine looked into Alec’s hazel eyes, a look of hurt that almost pulled at Alec’s heartstrings. “This sick game of yours is over,” he scowled in a low voice.

Magnus racked his brain for anything he could say to make the love his life believe him. He didn’t blame Alec for doubting this situation for a second. He would have done the same thing. If Alec had believed him straight away, he wouldn’t be a very good Shadowhunter. “I remember everything, Alexander,” he whimpered out, tears blurring his vision.

“What?” Alec asked coldly.

“I remember every detail of how I fell in love with you.” Alec blinked, blankly but Magnus noticed a change in his eyes. He was onto something. This was working. Alec was still close enough so that Magnus could smell his scent and he wanted nothing more than to embrace him. But he couldn’t.

He didn’t know how he could deal with being trapped in a murderous maniac’s body for the rest of his life. Even if that was a short life due to the death sentence he was sure to get. “You were a perfect storm. Every time I saw your eyes it was like I fell deeper and deeper into this well. It’s like you walked into my life and cleared the drought and now every day I fall in love with you deeper than I ever have before. You saved me, Alexander.” Alec loosened his grip on Valentine’s collar. He had only heard the passion in his voice in Magnus. “You saved me once, and you need to save me again.”

Alec’s breathing was hard and uneven but somehow managed to match Valentine’s. Magnus’. Alec licked his lips and swallowed. Looking into the man’s eyes now, he didn’t see anyone other than Magnus.


i hope you enjoyed, let me know what you think! if you have any prompts or scenarios for me, please head over to my ask box.

in the meantime, in which magnus almost dies (lol sorry).

The Secret (12)

prologue; part one; part two; part three; part four; part five; part six; part seven; part eight; part nine; part ten; part eleven; part twelve; part thirteenepilogue.

Baekhyun had gathered all of his members in the living room first thing in the morning before anyone left for schedules. They had probably all read the article by now but none of them mentioned it as he knocked on each of their doors and asked them into the main room. He hadn’t exactly planned what to say. Maybe he should have. Maybe he wouldn’t feel so nervous if he had figured out how he wanted to explain this new part of his life to his brothers.

Still here he was, with eight faces staring up at him in anticipation, about to tell them about the new people in his life that he would happily take a bullet for.

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BTS reaction: their girlfriend being a really famous idol/model in Korea but came from another country.

Anon requested:

Hi:) Can I request a BTS reaction to their girlfriend began a really famous model/idol in Korea but she came from another country☺️


Jin:

Originally posted by bwiseoks

Jin would absolutely love that about you! He would constantly be making comments about your beauty and talent and about what a great couple the two of you are.

“Jagi, we are the most beautiful AND most talented couple in Korea! Even though only one of us is Korean.”


Yoongi:

Originally posted by dreamyoongi

Yoongi would be extremely supportive of everything you do. He would always try to help with whatever he can - whether it’s producing a song, touring, or doing a photoshoot he would.

“Hey love, how’s work? Need any help with anything?”


Jhope:

Originally posted by bangtan

Hoseok would be the type of person who would want to know EVERY SINGLE DETAIL about what you do. He would be always curious about what you’re working on and what you will be working on.

“Hey baby, how did that photo shoot go? Tell me EVERYTHING! I want to know!”


Namjoon:

Originally posted by joonjuly

Namjoon would absolutely love your body, so he wouldn’t really like the fact that so many other people would get to see your it in ways that only he’s supposed to see it. He would be really jealous of your fans, always making sure the two of you are seen together in public so everyone knows you’re his.

“What the hell?! Someone on tumblr said that you have the nicest legs in Korea! First of all, you’re not even Korean! Second of all, you have the nicest legs in the entire world - not just Korea. But third of all, that dude has no right to talk about my girlfriend’s legs like that!”


Jimin:

Originally posted by kookiyoon

Jimin would find your job to be extremely sexy. He would be always asking you to collab with him on a dance or a song and would be extremely happy that the love of his life is also an idol.

“Jagi. Do you want to collab sometime? It’s going to be really fun!”


Taehyung:’

Originally posted by mvssmedia

Your biggest fan! He would watch all of your music videos, come to all of your concerts, and own a ton of merch of you.

“Y/N, love, do you mind signing my “Y/N” mug?”


Jungkook:

Originally posted by officialwookkibby

Jungkook would always brag bout you and how talented you are. He would always bring you with him to important events so he can show you off and would constantly remind himself how lucky he is to be dating someone like you.

“Yeah that’s my girlfriend, Y/N, she is a model, an idol and the most beautiful woman on Earth.”


REQUESTS ARE OPEN!

Strange Habit

Genre: Smut

Pairing: Kai x Reader

Requested: No

Word Count: 3,659

Summary: You have a strange habit of sleeping naked. Jongin drops by your house one day and catches you in the act and he can’t help but feel turned on at the thought of you with no clothes on.

Author’s Note: This is my second time writing smut so forgive me if there are any mistakes or it just seems kind of off. My best friend also wrote a version of this herself @justafanfictionwriter you can check that out if you’d like! Thank you and I’m so sorry for this >.<

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

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Say You Won’t Let Go

Anonymous Asked: I loved Fast Car!! Can you do one where Bucky proposes to the reader in a place that’s special to her???? It can be whereever you choose! Thanks!

A/N: Thanks so much! I hope this is okay, thank you so much for the submission :) xx

Warnings: just… so much fluff.

Originally posted by stuckybarnesrogers

You weren’t exactly sure how you had gotten into this situation, but you can’t say that you were complaining.

A red dress, your hair curled to perfection, and your cheeks a rosy pink.

Bucky swore to you that he was going to make it a night that you would never forget. You didn’t know what he meant by that and you were sightly scared but also very excited.

“So, why red?” Wanda asked, looking at your reflection from behind you. You smiled, “Bucky said the red dress is his favorite. He also said it fits the occasion so I’m expecting a fancy dinner or something.”

Wanda shrugged, a small smile playing on her face that scared you to bits. She knew something, and she wasn’t telling you. “What do you know?”

She put her hands up, walking out of the room.

You shook your head, giving yourself a once over in the mirror and blowing out a breath of air. Your legs carried you out of the room and towards the front door where you were told to meet Bucky.

Bucky and you have been dating for over a year, the two of you meeting in Bucharest. He had told you everything about himself (everything that he could remember), but only after about a month of friendly interrogation on your part.

It was odd to find another American there, so obviously you had to get answers.

You knew he was on the run, and you were right there with him. When he’d let you be, of course. It was all worth it in the end, because now you were in a happy relationship and it couldn’t be any better.

He knew everything about you as well, like your back round in the performing arts and your love for everything that is theater. You had gone to Romania to work on a production and that’s how you and Bucky met. He went to see the show, and you two instantly clicked.

After a moment of waiting, you saw Bucky walk up to you with his face freshly shaved, and well-fitted tux on his body.

You’d never seen him like this. It almost left you breathless because everything about him drove you crazy and this new aspect was something you certainly weren’t complaining about.

“Hello darlin’.” Bucky took your hand in his, kissing it gently and meeting eyes with you.

“Such a gentleman today.” You grinned, feeling butterflies flutter in your stomach even so long into the relationship.

Bucky laced his hand in yours and opened the door to lead you out. “I’m always a gentleman.”

“Of course you are.”

Bucky opened the car door for you and you entered it carefully, being sure to smile as a thank you to him and soon enough, the two of you were off.

“You gonna tell me where we’re going yet?” You questioned, playing with the hem of your dress. Bucky only smirked, allowing you to study his newly shaved face and slicked back hair.

After a moment of driving, Bucky put his hand on your thigh and squeezed softly, “I’m sure that you’re going to enjoy it. Now,” he stopped at a red light and met eyes with you, “shut up and enjoy the ride.”

A giggle left your throat and you put your hands up in defense, sitting the rest of the ride in a comfortable silence, his hand never leaving your thigh.

Eventually Bucky stopped, right outside of a very expensive looking building that nearly left you speechless. It looked familiar, but you couldn’t quite pinpoint why you had been here before. “What are y- this looks so expensive Bucky.”

“Tony owns the building, wouldja calm down and enjoy it?” Bucky rushed to your side of the car and opened the door, taking your hand in his as you stepped out.

As much as a cliche this date felt like, you were certainly enjoying it. You didn’t know why he was doing this, it wasn’t an anniversary or anything. Oh god, did you forget your anniversary?

Bucky took a deep breath, opening the door and leading you into the lobby area. Nobody was around, causing you to raise an eyebrow.

“Buck-”

“Shush, (Y/N), just follow me.”

You shut your mouth, following Bucky through another door and and onto what looked like a stage.

Across the wooden floor was was scattered rose petals of all different colors, causing your jaw to drop to the floor. Your shoes clanked as you walked to the center of the stage, looking out at the empty seats in front of you.

“Can I ask?”

“This is the same stage that you performed on when you were 10 years old in a production of Annie. You practiced singing that sun song over and over until you felt like you got it just right.” Bucky explained, making you swallow back emotions as you felt yourself in that position again, remembering every detail of that night.

“Why did you bring me here?” You asked after a moment of relishing in old memories.

“This place is special to you, and tonight is a special night.”

Your head whipped around to Bucky. Shit, you did forget an anniversary!

“It’s not our anniversary,” Bucky said, chuckling and taking a step towards you, “It’s just a very special night.”

“How so?”

“Enough with the questions,” he whispered, reaching for your arms and wrapping them on his shoulders, “just dance with me.”

His hands resting in the curves of your waist and you heard music click on. “Put your head on my shoulder…”

Your face grew into a large grin as you swayed back and forth, listening to the old song with your head rested in the crook of Bucky’s neck. As you danced to the soft music, the stage lights had centered directly onto you two. 

You knew everyone else was somehow involved in this, Wanda sort of giving it away earlier tonight. You just didn’t think it was this… extravagant. 

Bucky smiled, kissing the top of your head as the song ended and the volume lowered. Another song began to play but he pulled away from looked into your eyes. His lips pressed softly against yours. 

In that moment, you felt pure bless. Your body arched into Bucky’s as he passionately kissed you. You’d always hated those romance movies where the girl slowly lifted her foot and leaned into the man, but you couldn’t help yourself but to do exactly that. 

As he pulled away, you smiled and flattened your dress before reaching down and picking up a handful of rose petals. 

You sprinkled them over his head and with a small smile playing on your lips. 

It was then you noticed Bucky’s shaky hand at his side. His bottom lip trembled slightly and you immediately became concerned. “Bucky, honey what’s going?” You rested your hand on the side of his face as you felt his jaw tense underneath your palm. 

“I’m terrified right now.” 

Your eyebrows furrowed, “Why?” 

Bucky never got nervous. He faced so many different obstacles that you didn’t think it was in his blood. He willingly risked his life everyday to help save people and something about tonight was getting him down. 

He let out a breath, “I love you, you know that right?” 

“Of course, and I love you too.” The worst started to run through your mind, now causing you to almost panic. 

“No, (Y/N), I love you a lot. More than I’ve ever loved anyone or anything else.” 

A smile crept on your face, “What’s going on Buck?” 

You had almost forgotten that you were on a stage, despite the audience being empty. You attention was fully on Bucky, pure love and adoration pouring from your heart. 

Bucky reached into his pocket, pulling out a single ring. 

It wasn’t in a box or anything, it was just resting in his pocket the entire night and you hadn’t a clue. Bucky’s fingers gripped onto it tightly, his other hand scratching the back of his neck. 

“Oh shit I’m supposed to-” he stopped himself, giving you a nervous smile and getting down onto one knee. 

Your heart raced, the single spotlight now lighting up the entire stage. The music had grown even softer, and you weren’t sure if it was because you were so focused on Bucky or if someone in the sound booth turned it down. Either way, you were extremely excited for what was about to come. 

“I love you, and I- I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want to wake up every morning next to you, and go to sleep every evening with you in my arms.” Bucky whispered, his voice shaking, all confidence he had earlier leaving his body. 

“Bucky, I-” 

“I want to ensure your happiness and make you believe that the world is good. I had this whole speech in my head that’s been running through my mind most of the night but I can’t seem to remember it. All that I know is that I want you to be my wife, forever and always.” Bucky stated, holding out the ring and staring up expectantly to you. 

You were speechless, almost to the point of holding back tears and you collapsed on the ground in front of him. Your dress spread over the floor and your hands covered your mouth. 

“Will you marry me?” 

You leaned forward and tackled him to the ground, straddling his waist and pressing kisses all over his face, finally landing one on his lips. 

“Can I take that as a yes?” Bucky asked, just loud enough for you to hear. 

You took the ring from his grip and slipped it onto your left hand, admiring the small diamond in the center. “Of course it’s a yes.” 

Suddenly cheers were heard from the back of the auditorium, causing both of you to whip your heads to the back. There was the silhouettes of the rest of the Avengers, cheering in happiness. 

“How much did they have to do with this?” 

Bucky smiled, “I just showed up with a ring.” 

You giggled, locking your lips with his in the most passionate and loved kiss you two have ever shared. 

You were excited to spend the rest of your life with the man you loved.