i almost to want to use this one

hypercalx  asked:

Ik you've received a lot of asks about osoff, sorry for sending another one, but just wanted to say that I live in GA and like almost no one here expected him to win. Especially the groups supporting him, like my mother helped manage a large organization of women to try and get him elected and that really wasn't even their main goal, their goal was to show that a decent # of southerners a. aren't happy with trump/current republicans and b. that everyone here isn't republican/really conservative

yeah, i think that when it comes to house races and anything lower than that ( state legislature races and races like governor, attorney general, etc.) the hot takes that come from people who

  1. aren’t from the area
  2. don’t know and/or speak regularly to people from the area
  3. don’t spend more than a month’s time or two in the area

are going to be, for the most part, complete shit. those races are local (even though congressional races sort of have their feet in both columns) and so you really do have to look at what the major concerns are for that area, the voting trends in that area, or even more so just what the demographics are there currently, to determine what’s more likely to happen and how much of an uphill battle you’re looking at if you want to flip that seat.

people projected a lot onto this race and i think that’s why we have all of these “the sky is falling for democrats” think-pieces, because people invested a lot of time and energy and hot takes of “this race will determine the democrat’s future in 2018″ into this race when they really shouldn’t have.

also, tom price won the district by 23% seven months ago. karen handel only won it by 5%. eventually, i think it’ll flip.

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Summary- When Katrina (Kat) attempts suicide will Sam and Dean find her in time?
Warnings- Mention of blood, cutting, and suicide.

I’d been quieter than usual and had quit eating. I had hoped that no one would notice, but I could tell Sam and Dean were getting suspicious.
I fell into a deep depression. I couldn’t handle the emotional pain so I found a more bearable pain, cutting. Using a razor I cut almost everyday, creating fresh cuts. I also did it to punish myself for being so weak. It was so hard to just get up in the morning, and I hated it because it made me feel lazy. I didn’t even want to go on hunts with Sam and Dean anymore. I had begged for them to let me go in the beginning, but, after I spiraled down this dark hole, I just didn’t feel like it anymore.
Year round I wore long sleeves to hide my deep scars from everyone. Even in 90 degree weather because I couldn’t risk anyone noticing. Sam and Dean always asked how in the hell I could stand the heat in a flannel, but I just responded with “I get cold easily.”
Today I couldn’t take it anymore, I had to do it. I ached to slip the blade across my already scarred arms, to end it all. I loved dean. I loved my boyfriend so much, and it hurt me to know that I didn’t care about how much this might affect him, but the pain was too much.
I loved Sam and Cas like brothers. They cared for me and protected me.
Which is why I didn’t tell them about my depression. They didn’t need the extra burden, they already had to deal with enough monsters in the real world. They didn’t need to worry about mine. I knew if I had told them they would try to help me instead of helping people who could actually be saved.
But my love for them wasn’t enough anymore. I stopped eating about a week ago and gave up on trying to help myself. I was beginning to lose more and more weight everyday and was beginning to look unhealthily skinny.
I went into one of the bathrooms while Dean and Sam were out on a hunt. I wrote out a note on a piece of paper quickly, running out of time before they got back to the bunker. They had called me ten minutes earlier letting me know they were almost home. I run downstairs to put it on the counter before rushing back to the bathroom. Grabbing a fresh razor out of the cupboard I lean against the wall, sliding down to sit on the floor.
1, 2, 3, 4 cuts.
“Kat we’re home!” I hear before hearing the door shut.
“SHIT!” I mutter before hurrying and slicing a few more times wishing I could bleed faster. I begin feeling dizzy and slump down to lay on the floor.
“Kat where are you?”

Dean’s POV:

As I walked in I called out to Kat thinking she would come down to greet us. When I don’t get an answer I walk into the kitchen hoping she was in there, but getting a really bad feeling about this.
Lying on the counter is a note. It reads “I just can’t do this anymore. I love all of you. Don’t miss me please. You will find someone new Dean.” Signed by Kat .
“NonononoNONONO. Kat?! WHERE ARE YOU!?” I say running up the stairs as fast as my legs could take me, Sam right behind me.

My POV:

I hurry up and slash a few more times knowing I don’t have much longer.
Next thing I know is Dean knocking down the door. He marches over to me, tears forming a river as he cried. All of a sudden I feel myself go completely limp, but still conscious.
Dean pulls me into his lap, holding my wrists with his hands hoping he could, with some miracle, stop the bleeding. I couldn’t hear but I read his lips screaming for Sam to call 911.
“Dean n-no. I’m getting blood all over your shirt.” I whisper, trying to do all I could to get him to let me go but failing terribly. He was too strong.
“Kat why? Why did you do this?” I read on his lips. And that’s when I blacked out.

Dean’s POV

How did it come to this? Why didn’t I notice before? How come I didn’t prevent it? I thought as the ambulance showed up outside the bunker to pick Kat up to take her to the hospital.
I stared at her wrist noticing scars, fresh cuts, and healing cuts up and down her arms; the fresh ones still spilling blood. Wait…scars? What the fuck?! How could I not have noticed before. She’s been doing this for months maybe even years, judging by her arms. She’s been hiding them and I never noticed. Even when we slept in the same bed, when she was changing, or any other time she showed skin. How could I have been so ignorant?!
I have spent 33 years around blood, from both dead and alive, from monsters and humans but nothing affected me this badly. Kat meant so much to me. It scares the shit out of me to know that she might not make it.

Dean’s POV

At the hospital:

I’ve always hated hospitals;
they’ve just always smelt and looked too clean. Yet, here I sit waiting for news from the doctor about Kat, unable to sit still. Sam is sitting on the white chairs, crying, with his head in his hands, almost as much as me, with Cas right along side him.
About ten minutes later I spot the doctor coming down the hallway. He seems to be taking his time, causing me to become increasingly impatient. Sam, Cas, and I all stand up and rush to meet the doc halfway.
“She’ll be ok.” We all let out a breath of relief. “30 stitches. But she will need to be on bed rest for a few weeks. And don’t let her out of your sight. You may go in and see her now.”
We all scramble to get into her room first, and cram all three of us through the door at once.

Y/N’s POV:
I hear pounding feet on the tiles outside of my room and, right before my I eyes, all three of them manage to somehow fit through the doorway. Sam being Sam, falls and get a mouthful of polished tile. I let out a little giggle, the first real laugh in months.
I can feel that my eyes are puffy from crying and I’m unable to move my wrists. Tears fall down my face dampening the skin on my neck.
Cas makes it to me first and, being careful of my wrists, pulls me into a bone crushing hug. I didn’t even think he had the strength for this, but he proved that theory wrong. He pulls back his eyes full of sadness.
“Why Kat? Why would you do this to yourself?” He asks. There’s the question I were hoping to avoid for as long as possible, but I knew there wasn’t a chance in hell they would skip over it and jump to the hugs and shit.
I sigh, leaning back into the bed searching my brain for the simplest answer.
“I couldn’t take the pain anymore. I always felt so lonely. I hate myself more and more everyday. I didn’t feel that I deserved my life.” I’m crying by the time I finish. “I’m sorry.” I mutter.
“No Kat. Just no. This is not your fault. You can’t blame yourself. I’m just really sad that you didn’t want to tell us. Don’t you know we love you? Why didn’t you tell us sweetheart?” Dean says slowly and quietly, moving towards you.
“I didn’t want to burden you. You didn’t need an extra person to worry about. You all don’t deserve that. Of course I know you love me. I just wasn’t thinking about everyone else at that point. I was too focused on my pain.” I finish, unable to look them in the eyes, ashamed.
“Kat, you can come to us anytime. It won’t be burdening or bothering us. You matter too much to us. You’re a Winchester. You’re family, ok? We can’t afford to lose you.” Sam says, firm but caring.
“Yea Sam. Of course. I’m just not strong. I don’t feel like I can do this.” I begin crying again and the boys attack me in a bone crushing group hug.
“We’ll be here for you to help you through it, ok?” Dean says in a hopeful voice. “Just please tell us everything.”
And so you begin explaining to them, and afterwards they begin to tell you stuff to make you laugh for the rest of the night. They make jokes about each other and random stuff and you think to yourself, ‘man I’m glad I didn’t die’ before falling asleep, genuinely smiling for the first time in forever.

spiderpparker  asked:

Can u give us some headcanons about nerd stark reader x Peter I love peter

girl it depends on what u want i could give u a thousand tbh

  • Peter and nerdy stark are obviously bffs
  • nerdy stark tutors peter in almost every class bc he asks
  • and sometimes he doesn’t even need the help heheeheehe
  • Nerdy stark makes Peter see every movie that the nerdy stark wants to see
  • literally the biggest star wars fan ever
  • tony takes nerdy stark to the premier of star wars and nerdy stark makes peter go too 
  • a plus one plus one if u will
  • i love peter nerdy stark loves peter too
  • besties for life
  • probably steals peter’s t-shirts if we’re being honesty

SLEEPOVER WEDNESDAY

Things I really loved about Guardians of the Galaxy Volume 2 in earnest

Spoilers!!!!!

1. Yondu’s “I’m Mary Poppins y'all!” after Peter says he’s cool. Because yes, it’s a hilarious line, but it’s also such a DAD thing. Like, who can’t say that their dad wouldn’t be so proud to be considered cool by their son and it’s so unexpectedly sweet because of it.

2. The fact that Baby Groot cries like an actual baby once. Because it’s like it’s stabbing you in the heart, but it’s so effective because you really forget that he really is a baby with all the things he can do until then, and that brings you right back.

3. The symmetry in Yondu’s redemption. Yondu is damned because he brings Ego’s children to Ego and his planet to be sacrificed, and he’s redeemed by sacrificing himself to save Ego’s child (who really is HIS child) and bring him away from Ego’s planet.

4. Drax’s interaction with Mantis, especially him holding her while he drowns in Ego’s planet. Because Drax is like this big murderous comic relief character, but his screen time with Mantis was this lovely way to remind the audience that Drax has this soft side and this tragic past without shoving it in your face. Drax might laugh at your pain, but he’d also try to save you even as he was drowning, and it’s a perfect way to frame his character.

5. Ego’s “For the first time, I am truly not ALONE!” and his alieness in general. Because don’t get me wrong, Ego is absolutely a non redeemable wonky bonkers genocidal jerk off, but he’s got this great alien quality to him that I feel this series really needed. It’s not in how he looks, but his motives and how he acts. Ego is a millennia old being; a god in a world of mortals. His view point of the world and his actions are so very true to that idea that we almost can’t relate because no one can imagine what it must be like to be that old or that powerful. But when he yells that one line out, we really get it. Ego, for all his power, is just like us; he just doesn’t want to be alone. Coupled with his god like alien superiority, his ego - get it? ;) - he sees the expansion as the way to answer that feeling. If everything is him, after all, then he can’t be alone, see? What makes him a great villain is that he actually had the real answer all along - love, family - but he chose to destroy it because he felt it was beneath him; because of his subconscious disgust at his own desire to be “just like the rest of them.”

6. Nebula’s “You wanted to win and I just wanted a sister!” And how it turns the tables on how we view her relationship with Gamora. Because Nebula is clearly set up to be the ‘bad sister’ to Gamora’s ‘good sister’ and that one line really throws that on its head and shows that neither one of them are good or bad. I also love how it’s Gamora that ends up apologizing to Nebula, after everything, and Gamora who finally returns Nebula’s offer of sisterhood after all of those years.

7. “You shouldn’t have killed my mom and squished my Walkman!” Like, this line right here; the essence of Peter Quill in 10 words. Perfection.

8. The batteries as they relate to the parallel of Yondu’s and Rocket. Because them as a parallel is basically smashed over our heads, but I liked the subtle batteries parallel in that Rocket steals batteries he doesn’t need and Yondu steals Peter, who is used as a battery by Ego. It’s just a little thing but I found it really neat.

9. Rocket’s “I can only afford to lose one friend today,” line and how although it’s clearly framed to be about Peter, it’s also possibly about Yondu. Because no matter what, Rocket is losing a friend and it’s a great line to add to his character development from a guy who started trying to push his friends away to a guy who can’t lose them.

10. The contrast between how Peter reacts to the death of Ego and Yondu. He holds both as they die but he’s just silent and unaffected by Ego and he’s distraught and trying desperately to save Yondu, trying to pull off the suit to give to Yondu and save him instead. Can you say tears?

11. Don’t even talk to me about the Ravager funeral.

12. That the movie really was truly about family. Drax and his family and Mantis, Gamora and Nebula, Rocket and the Guardians, everyone parenting Groot and Peter realizing that the dad he’d wanted all along was actually the one he’d had. Often these superhero movies pull the “we’re family” card and it doesn’t feel earned, but man it does in this one. This movie is like Marvel’s “The Fast and The Furious IN SPACE” and it’s just great.

Unexpected Victory

For some context, in the Campaign I’m DMing we’ve been stuck in a maze of caves in search of a missing child, the party comes across two skeleton Minotaurs which I planned to be mini bosses. The party are very underprepared for the fight.

Bard(ooc): “uh- can I insult the Minotaur?”

Me: “sure, though I’m not sure it’ll do much”

*Bard uses vicious mockery, rolls a Nat 1*

Bard(ooc): “Shit, that’s not good.”

Me: “well, before your impending doom, what did you say to the skeleton?”

Bard: “uh- you have a very… nice… Skeletal structure.”

Me: “… Did you just flirt with the Minotaur?”

Bard(ooc): “I want it so that I failed so hard I accidentally flirted with the skeleton”

Warlock(ooc): “How’d you managed that?”

Bard(ooc): “I am capable of nonsense”

*I roll for wisdom and didn’t beat the mark by a huge gap*

Me: “Well, the Minotaur doesn’t quite understand what you said, but it was flattered anyway. Congrats you just seduced a pile of bones”

Bard(ooc): “Oh shit, well um… Do I have a charisma bonus on her now?”

Me(ooc): “I guess so. Also the other Minotaur was her husband, he is now jealous and wants to kill you, plus he has a strength bonus on you.”

Bard: “Aw shit. Uh- I’m running behind this rock, I’m not moving and no one can tell me otherwise”

Knight: “Help us you coward!”

Bard: “you probably got this!”

*a round passes and it is the Bard’s turn again, the rest of the party are almost dead*

Barbarian: “so our fate rests with the bard?”

Warlock: “Our journey is over.”

Bard: “I convince the skeleton to kill her husband, and then herself”

Me(ooc): “wait what?”

Bard: “you heard me! Don’t question it sky narrator!”

*she rolls 18 persuasion. I roll a 5 wisdom and sigh in defeat*

Me: “She proceeds to decapitate the other skeleton, and then herself. The two collapse in a heap of bones. You’ve won.”

Barbarian(ooc): “you can’t be serious”

Warlock(ooc): “Never thought I’d see the day that ‘Bard’ actually helps us in a fight.”

Knight(ooc): “We won by telling it to go kill itself.”

Bard: “I play my victory song on my sacbutt(trombone)”

*my friend proceeds to pull out her actual trombone and play Final Countdown as me and the rest of the party contemplate life*

Bum’s backstory was always going to be horrific but I think the real tragedy behind this chapter was the fact that he could have had a normal, happy life. Despite the fact all the information came from his uncle I think it’s clear Bum’s father would’ve had a good job, had been raised with affection and I get the feeling he probably loved his wife. If Bum’s uncle’s behaviour this chapter was anything to go by, he probably beat Bum’s mother and that’s why she ran off with his brother. I mean Bum would probably have still had BPD but he wouldn’t have been beaten, starved and sexually abused and I get the vibe his parents were probably decent people.

Another interesting trope Koogi has used this chapter is the idea of the sins of the father. Over the course of the chapter we discover Bum’s beatings are in part due to the fact of who his parents were. Though Bum’s uncle claims his father was the favourite son I’m guessing his own fell out of favour when he married his brother’s girlfriend. At the moment, I’m fairly confident Bum resembles his mother and that’s why his uncle has this overwhelming urge to punish him. Whether Bum’s Grandma ignores her sons actions due to guilt over having a favourite or because she can’t deal with Bum’s criminal record is unclear. I mean she calls him a wicked child so I think it’s a mixture of both, making out that almost everything that happens to Bum is his fault because he doesn’t learn from his uncle’s actions. After hearing the story I wouldn’t be shocked if Sangwoo takes her as a victim as well.

Finally I want to talk about a Sangwoo - after the small snippet we’ve seen of him I feel fairly confident that my prediction he was going to be the one person to react to Bum’s story with sympathy/a need to protect is right. Koogi shows us the minute he snaps. Sangwoo is smart and I think he can read Bum’s subtext pretty well in this situation which is why rather than flying off the handle at being lied too he tries to coax the truth out of him instead. Honestly the screen shot I’ve used of Sangwoo for this post is one of my favourites because it’s so obvious his switch has been flipped but he doesn’t lash out at Bum. The need to protect his property is stronger than his desire to hurt something in that moment which just shows how much their dynamic has developed since the beginning. I also think he looks a little concerned/worried about what exactly Bum is going to tell him so I’m excited to see whether Bum’s story triggers anything about Sangwoo’s
own backstory next chapter.

My bullet points for the Steven Universe Wanted event:

- We needed more of the Diamonds

- I love Blue Pearl even more now she is such a good artist

- I love Blue Diamond even more now// she was willing to entertain the thought that PD Wasn’t shattered by Rose and wanted a proper trial and holy shit how cool was that tear force field thing???

- Are we gonna talk about that look the Pearls gave each other when PD’s Pearl was mentioned or what???

- Are we gonna talk about the face BD pulled when Blue Zircon accused a Diamond of shattering PD?

- I’m on board if the theory that WD shattered  PD is true BUT Yellow Diamond totally did it am I right??? She just got pissed, not surprised or shocked when Blue Zircon started accusing and the crying from What’s The Use of Feeling Blue was almost certainly from guilt

- I really wish we could’ve seen what happened if Steven and Lars hadn’t escaped because Blue was ready to stop YD’s shitttt

- I LOVE THE NEW GEMS (p.s. I have a Padparadscha Sapphire gemsona so seeing one in the show was super cool and she’s adorable)

- LARS FUCKING DIED

- LION FUCKING DIED

- WHERE THE FUCK WERE PERI AND LAPIS???

- I CAN’T BELIEVE THAT THEY LEFT US ON THAT CLIFF HANGER I NEED MORE

- WE NEEDED MORE OF THE DIAMONDS

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evidence that david wymack is the best character in this entire series, part ii

part i

The Raven King

  • Wymack didn’t care if he had nine Foxes or twenty-five. He’d stand behind them until the bitter, bloody end.
  • “Last I checked Andrew doesn’t like you,” Wymack said.
    • “He still doesn’t,” Neil said, but he didn’t bother to explain.
    • “Interesting.”
  • “Abby wrote me a speech to give you this afternoon. It sounded nice, had lots of stuff about courage and loss and coming together in everyone’s time of need. I tore it up and tossed it in the trash can beside my desk.”
  • Wymack cleared his throat and scratched a hand through his short hair. “Look. Shit happened. Shit’s going to keep happening. You don’t need me to tell you life isn’t fair. You’re here because you know it isn’t.”
  • “I want you on the court in light gear in five minutes or I’ll sign you all up for a marathon.”
  • “I don’t pay for electricity in this place so you can stand around and gossip.”
  • “Andrew Joseph Minyard, what the flying fuck have you done this time?”
  • “Answers now, Aaron,” Wymack said.
    • “I don’t know,” Aaron said.
    • “My ass you don’t.”
  • They were all on time, but Wymack and Abby were conspicuously absent.”
  • “Get your gear and get out of my locker room.”
  • He looked the other way because he knew how badly some of them needed their escapes to survive.
  • It was apparently better to be uncomfortable but safe than to trust a stranger with his fractured team.
  • “Last I checked this was a team meeting, not a gossip circle.”
  • “If any of you so much as look at the Terrapins on your way past their benches I’ll let you walk home from here.”
  • “Some people are just hardwired to be stupid.”
  • Neil had never seen Wymack smile like this. It was small but fierce, as angry as it was proud.
  • “Why did you pay for stalls, Coach?”
    • Wymack lifted one shoulder in a shrug. “Maybe I knew you’d need them one day.”
  • Nicky pulled the window down to yell insults, but Wymack threatened him into silence.
  • Wymack pulled a bottle of vodka out of the bag and put it down beside Kevin. “You have ten seconds to inhale as much of this as you can. I’m timing you. Go.”
  • Wymack turned on Neil. “Did you or did you not tell me you weren’t going to start a fight?”
  • “What can I do?” Wymack asked.
    • …”I don’t know,” Neil said.
    • “When you know, tell me.”
  • “Go forth,” Wymack told his Foxes. “Have fun. Or don’t. I don’t care. Just no more fighting, you got me?”
  • “Andrew spent that night here with me. At first I figured he was mad at Kevin for lying to him, but he was more worked up about you.”
  • “I didn’t ask for an apology, wiseass.”
  • Wymack stared at him for an endless minute, then said too quietly, “The fuck did you just say to me?”
  • “He chose to cross a line. You didn’t. You hear me? You didn’t. Don’t ever blame yourself for Seth’s death.”
  • Wymack kept Neil away from the microphone, not trusting Neil to behave himself.
  • “Five points or twenty-six miles. Do the math and decide which one makes you happier.”
  • “Let’s do this,” he said. “The sooner we kill these bastards, the sooner we can get roaring drunk at Abby’s place. I spent all damned morning stocking her fridge.”
  • “I have a cleaning crew coming in tomorrow to wash the Raven stench off our court. Let’s get the hell out of here and get wasted.”
  • “Neil,” Wymack said. “Between you and me, I don’t think you’ve ever been fine.”
  • “Nicky tried to hug Andrew and almost got himself staked with a kitchen knife.”
  • “Speaking of unpredictable assholes, when did that happen?”
    • “When did what?” Neil asked.
    • Wymack eyed him. “Forget it.”
  • “Figure out what you two need to cope with this, and let us know.”
  • “I want one lap for every time you’ve ever said the NCAA’s never had your back.”
    • “Oh, Jesus,” Nicky said. “We’ll be running all day.”
    • “Better get started, then,” Wymack said. “Move out, maggots.”
  • “Be here at six o’clock tomorrow morning,” Wymack said. “We’ve got a game to win Friday.”
  • [Nicky]: “I can’t understand you. That’s not fair.”
    • “Think about that the next time you use German at my practices,” Wymack said.
  • Wymack came out of nowhere and hauled Neil off Riko like he weighed nothing at all.
  • Wymack answered on the fourth ring. “You have a good reason to be bothering me on a holiday?”
  • “He sounds like Neil,” Wymack said, “but he doesn’t look like him. I’ll take your explanation from the top and without a side order of bullshit, thanks.”
  • He stopped fighting to get free; the hands that had been trying to wrench Wymack’s arms off him now held on for dear life.
  • “Can I let go of you and trust you to behave, or are you going to try and cut your face off again?”
  • Wymack didn’t say anything about the scars… He just checked Neil over with a clinical eye and poked at every line of stitches for weaknesses.
  • “He gave me a contract but I wouldn’t sign it. He couldn’t make me sign it. This doesn’t mean anything. I’m still a Fox.”
    • “Of course you are,” Wymack said.

and of course, mine and everyone else’s personal favorite:

  • “Help me,” he said through gritted teeth.”
    • “Let me,” Wymack shot back.
wholesome domestic prompts
  • i brought you home flowers just for the hell of it, no it doesn’t matter that we’ve been together for three years and i’ve never done this before, they are pretty (and so are you i love you)
  • we, the blankets and the pet have tangled into an irreversible knot on the couch and if no one comes save us this might be our end 
  • we wanted to cook but now we are dramatically singing a duet with kitchen utensils in our hands, this is quality Performance™ 
  • i’ve had a horrible week and you just brought me home my favourite treat
  • no, when i said i wanted you to help clean the house i did NOT mean you should do it wearing only, exclusively stockings, you insolent FOOL
  • one of us has to get out of bed to make pancakes and it’s not going to be me ok just go and bring me nourishment
  • it’s been TEN YEARS and you STILL don’t know how to properly tidy up the dishes!!!! these plates go here, but these almost identical ones go there, is it that hard??!? what, no, they look nothing alike!
  • you can’t go to work because i need cuddles
  • i’m sick but no don’t worry about me, go to work, no really i can handle myself, love, it’s…. ok that sounds wonderful i’m giving up pls stay
  • we have guests over…do you really think it’s an appropriate time to affectionately grab my butt and kiss my neck… in front of the entire table….ok
  • ‘i know we both don’t believe in marriage but let’s get married for tax benefits’… ‘listen i know i said that but if you don’t even try to be romantic about proposing so help me god. try. again.’
  • it’s raining but we’re sitting sheltered on the veranda, cuddled side by side, reading our books, and if you ask me then the weather and the moment can stay like this forever
  • sometimes i just can’t stop kissing your stupid face
A brief summary of almost every Untucked for season 6.
  • Laganja: yells at someone. Adore or Bianca, probably.
  • Adore: is fucking confused.
  • Bianca: makes the face. You know the one.
  • Trinity: wants us all to relax.
  • Gia: says something that doesn't really make sense.
  • Courtney: interjects every now and then but is ultimately unhelpful.
  • Everyone else: sitting around drinking, pretending like shit isn't hitting the fan.

Catherine Vincitore Della Morte

  • Second of the three siblings.
  • 20 years old.
  • The most sociable sibling, great at parties and soirees. 
  • Loves her siblings to death.
  • Could smooth talk her way through almost anything.
  • Trained to read people.
  • Absolutely hates the idea of using her body to get what she wants. “I have my brain, I don’t need anything else. My looks is just an added bonus.”
  • Kinda sadistic especially when performing torture.
  • Catherine currently has 332 confirmed kills.
  • Her first knife was given to her by her great uncle who also loved to use blades. This is what she used to get her first kill. 
  • LESBIAN.
  • Part of the Volleyball Varsity Team.
  • Interested in Natalie Wu Meihua, which is a complicated relationship :v
  • Natalie works for one of the Royaux’s enemies, and she constantly crosses with Cath.
  • At the same time they are also school mates and have both agreed that campus is neutral grounds.
  • Loves to cook, but is also unhealthy as shit and dislikes vegetables. Eats them anyway because “How else am I gonna keep looking like this.”
  • This means she makes her siblings eat vegetables too.
  • Wears pants most of the time but doesn’t mind dresses. She wears pants just in case of an emergency and she needs to move around.
The Friendly Wager (Part 7)

Summary: AU. Reader and Bucky Barnes are neighbors and best friends. After yet another bad date, reader comes home to find Bucky with his typical weekend target. They decide to make a wager about dating, but is there more on the line than reader cares to admit?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 3,855

Warnings: language, fluff, angst, confrontation, drinking, cheesy romance, kissing, implied sexytimes, somewhat nsfw but not really, a potentially wasted beautiful meal

A/N: This is my last submission for the lovely Kait’s ( @bionic-buckyb) 5k AU Challenge. I did it! My prompt was “Can you please come over so I don’t feel so alone?

This was the sixth rewrite! LOL….The End! :)

Part 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7

Originally posted by maikennielsen96

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First words [One-shot]

THINGS YOU NEED TO KNOW BEFORE YOU READ!

First!

This little one-shot was inspired on two things:

-My relationship with my sister

-The manga “Shugo Chara”. For those who know the manga, it’s based from the chapter when the guardians go to Yaya’s house.

Second!

I tried to adjust Blueprint’s story to PaperJam’s story. So, since (according to his description) he lived with Ink until a certain age, he met Blueprint before the others. I also tried to make him the most canonically possible, but adjusting his personality to the story.

Third!

As you may know, English is not my first language. I deeply apologise if there are any Errors in the story. I checked it lots of times and hope there’s not a single Error ovo

 

DISCLAIMER:

*Ink!Sans belongs to @comyet

*PaperJam/PJ belongs to @7goodangel (I’m sorry if I didn’t make PJ’s personality too well. I tried to stick the “a jerk on the outside but a big child inside” part and this was what I got. Sorry ;u;)

Secondary characters

*Gradient belongs to @askcomboclub

*Moku belongs to  @6agentgg9

*Palette belongs to  @angexci 

And last, but not least

*Blueprint belongs to, well, me! 

Hope you guys like it!

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This will be narrated from PaperJam’s perspective.

 

I never was good with new people. And I wasn’t very happy when you came.


One day, Ink just came “home” with a baby, claiming that it was my “new brother”. I didn’t understand what was he saying with that, and then he showed you to me, my new little brother.

I wasn’t happy with this. I didn’t want a brother. I mean, Ink couldn’t even take care of me, why would he want to have another one? To let them here alone and forgotten with me? Wow, good plan, dad. However, he told me that you only would be staying with us for a day so I could get to know you, since bonding with brothers was very important and blah blah blah…

We spend a few hours talking about you and how you came to life. Apparently, you were just an accident, but not a bad one. And since he created you, you were my brother. Well, step-brother, because Blueberry was the other one that created you. I couldn’t help but feel a little bit jealous… you were going to have caring parents and a better life than mine. What if Ink actually forgot entirely about me?

Yeah, the idea of having a brother was becoming less and less “exciting” to me.

But then, just before I started to think more things like that (which I thought was very rare for me), Ink suddenly had to go (I wasn’t surprised, with his work of protecting AUs and all; he barely had time to be here), cutting our conversation just when I actually started to enjoy it. Ink stood from the sofa and was about to open a portal when he realised something important:

Who was going to take care of you?

He told me that Blueberry and… Honey… I think, were with the other versions of them and he couldn’t take you to wherever they were. So, he had only one option… that I didn’t like, at all.


Why I had to take care of you?! I didn’t ask him for a brother and I didn’t know how to take care of a baby. I was five years old! I was starting to learn how to write and read! I remember arguing with him for a while, until I had to accept.

But not without asking something in return, of course.

In the end, he went to do whatever he needed and I was left alone with you. An awkward atmosphere formed where we were, since you found my face very interesting and kept your eyes on me for a really long time. I tried my best to ignore you, but you were too much persisting and even threw me some mini bones at me to gain my attention.

What a smart baby, huh? Well, we were magic skeleton monsters after all. But it was becoming annoying.

“What do you want?” I asked you and you only looked at me and babbled something. I instantly felt stupid, remembering that Ink told me you haven’t said your first word yet. how would you even tell me what you needed? You kept looking at me and then, surprisingly, your stomach made a noise.

Right… now I had to feed you.

Making something for you was horrible. I mean, we were in the Anti-Void and only had some snacks since we didn’t really need to eat, but being you a recently made creation, obviously needed to consume something, even if you had your HP full. Eventually, I found some milk and gave it to you, ending getting milk on my face and shirt because you apparently didn’t know how to drink it.

That was enough for me.

Usually, I’m not a person that gets mad easily. However, I did get mad that time. I stood abruptly from my seat and went to clean my face, leaving you alone on the sofa. Ink told me to not leave you, but I didn’t care. I wanted to be alone and so I did. I went to my bedroom (well, it’s not a real bedroom… just a bed that Ink made for me) and stayed here for a few hours. Maybe three or four…

It wasn’t until I heard a soft sound that I didn’t get up from my bed. And when I did, I instantly paled: You were lying on the floor crying softly. Your soft cries barely reaching my non-existent ears. And it wasn’t the worst. No, no.

You were blushing and sweating a lot. Were you sick? In that moment I didn’t know.

Quickly, I went to your side and picked you up, checking if you had hurt yourself from the fall. Luckily you didn’t have any bruises, but your skull was very hot. Now you were sick? And I was alone.

Great!

How you could get sick so easily and fast? I didn’t understand that at all! Was that the real reason of why Ink brought you here? So he could watch over you while Blueberry and Honey were busy? If that was the reason, he was very irresponsibly by leaving you with me: a child, taking care of another child!

I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t use magic to help you, I couldn’t ask Ink for help, I couldn’t open a portal and find Blueberry… I couldn’t do anything. And I was scared.

What if something happened? What if you started to feel worse? What if…

What if you died?

Those thoughts were swirling in my head, making me fell worst and worst. I didn’t want you to die.

Come on! You had a great life ahead! You would have a caring family and friends and maybe… maybe we would have been friends! I should have watched you. Maybe if I haven’t left you alone…

I couldn’t help to feel guilty, even knowing that it wasn’t my fault that got sick. In that moment, I didn´t cared about anything, just you.

It was in that moment when Ink decided that he should go home, and so he did. He came to the Anti-Void and found me on the sofa, hugging you like it was the last time I’d see you and honestly, that’s what I thought. He rushed to my side, worryingly asking what was wrong. I wasted no time and explained him what happened, apologising for being a bad brother and almost crying

Almost, ok?

What I wasn’t expecting was that Ink just took you and, with a quick spell, healed you. I mean, I knew magic were fast and efficient but, that was just too fast. When I asked him why, he explained that you were having some problems with your soul.

You see, brother (and also you, reader), Ink told me you were created without a soul, since you were just a magic drawing. So, he made an artificial one for you with the same paint he used to create you. Apparently, he didn’t want you to become like some “evil flower”.

Your soul was like your eyes: a blue diamond. And that soul was filled with Prussian blue paint that could give you the emotions you needed. It seemed like your body wasn’t used to having it yet and would make you sick from time to time. I didn’t quite understand that, but I was relieved when he said you would be fine.

The rest of the day was peaceful. Ink and I talked about random things while you slept. It was… nice, being with them like we were a family. That’s what we are, right? Yeah, right.

Eventually it was time to bring you back home. Ink said that you won’t be coming anytime soon because he wanted to protect you from dangerous people (aka, Error). It kind of made me sad, not being able to talk you again for a long time, but… it had to be done, hadn’t it? Ink made a portal back to Underswap and gave me time to say goodbye to you. After that, he started to walk to the portal, stopping when you started to squirm under his grasp.

Curious, I walked to the portal. You immediately looked at me and gave me a huge simile, saying (or trying to say) something that made us look at you in surprise:

My name. Yes, my name!

It was kind of babbled and wasn’t my full name but… It was your very first word. And it wasn’t “dad” or “mom”… no, it was “PJ”

You didn’t have idea of how happy you made me that day. The day when I found you, disliked you and then liked you and accepted the idea that we were brothers. And, in the bottom of my soul, I hoped to see you again.

Maybe having a little brother wouldn’t be that bad, right?

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I hope you liked it! It was an idea I had for while uvu and really needed to make it. We now know more about Print and PJ’s relationship. I won’t say PJ likes him because he’s not my character and don’t want to say incorrect things (since he isn’t one to make friends). So, I only will say that Blueprint’s first words made him very happy.

I’m sorry if it looks rushed, but this isn’t a story. It just PaperJam talking with Blueprint and telling him the story (with some people spying on them(?))

My dear lgbt+ kids, 

There’s always going to be someone who has “had it worse” than you. 

My mom’s first reaction to my coming-out was, i’d say, pretty pretty bad. Her words hurt me. I felt unloved, lonely, dirty, like something was wrong with me, like i ruined her life just by being myself. 

And yet i feel almost guilty when i say “Her reaction was pretty bad”. There are kids who get beaten up or kicked out of their home or even get murdered after a coming-out - My mom just said a few mean things. Who am i to complain? Shouldn’t I feel thankful that it wasn’t worse? Other lgbt+ kids have had it worse. 

Now that i’m older and spent more time with other lgbt+ people, i realized some important things and I want to share them with you: 

1. I’m not the only one who feels that way. Many of us do. So, if you relate to my words, please know: You’re not alone. 

2.  There’s always going to be someone who has “had it worse” than you.If you got insulted, there’s someone who got insulted worse. If you got bullied by five people, there’s someone who got bullied by ten. And so on. That doesn’t mean that you are not allowed to hurt. Someone else’s pain doesn’t diminish your own. 

3. Your pain is not what makes you lgbt+. Your identity is. How valid your identity is not determined by how much pain others make you go through. 

4. We don’t have to feel thankful for not getting murdered or kicked out. We don’t have to feel thankful for “only getting a bit insulted”. That feeling is based on the horrifying idea that it is normal to get abused after a coming-out. It’s not. 

If someone makes you feel bad for being lgbt+, you are allowed to feel pain - even when others “have had it worse”.  

With all my love, 

Your Tumblr Mom 

Snapchat Mishaps {Pt.5}

Warnings: This ones very dirty guys, you’re welcome 😈. VEY VERY  NSFW gifs , FINALLY S M U T ,angst , Bucky Barnes x Reader (ft Johnny Storm 😉)

{ Snapchat Mishap Masterlist}             MasterList!


“ miss, I suggest you wake up. I’m required to remind you that you have work in 20 minutes” the blinds over your windows begins rising , letting your room flood with blinding light.

Fucking FRIDAY .

“ I’m up I’m up.”

You went right to your room after you left buckys floor last night. It took you a while , but you finally fell asleep . Work is the last thing you want right now , but you know You have a shit ton of medical records to type out and things to organize .


You are ready in 15, and on the elevator soon after . Finally the elevator opens on the med floor , and the silence is oddly soothing .

Your day passes quickly , before you know it it’s 5pm .

“ Mr Stark would like me to inform you that he is holding a small get together tonight at 7 and he’d like you to attend. He said ’ nothing fancy , just wear something to outline your-‘l

” I get the point FRIDAY.“ you cut her off before she can finish relaying Tony’s message about your ass. Real  classy Stark.

Originally posted by chaosofhearts


It doesn’t take long to finish your work, so you have plenty of time to get ready . You decide on wearing a black shirt dress, that clings to the shape of your curves and has a cross cross cut out around your middle , along with a low neckline . Overall, you feel sexy as hell. Your hair is down is loose natural waves, and you applied light makeup . You’re ready at 6:45 , and decide to head to the “party level ” early . Your nerves begin acting up when you think about having to face Bucky tonight. He didn’t try to contact me all day , so why the hell should I care ? He can do whatever he wants , and I can whatever I want . The elevators open , to the hall, revealing an unfamiliar group of 4 and you realize it’s the fantastic Four ; the other heroes of new York . The man with his back to you turns , a dazzling smile forming when he sees you .

Originally posted by this-is-what-makes-us-fandoms

I want to do him, oh man, do I want to do him .

“ well hello gorgeous.”
The woman across from him smacks the back of his head .

“ I’m sorry about my brother , I’m sue Richards , this is my husband reed , our friend Ben, and the one with no manners is my brother Johnny storm.” Playboy Johnny storm , his could be fun.

“ it’s a pleasure to meet all of you, thank you for what you’ve done to save this city , and the world .” They all blush at you, including Johnny.

“ well you know , I could think of another way to say thank you.” Johnny say with a mischievous glimmer in his eyes . His sister groans at his remark but you laugh

“ that’s a shame Johnny,” you walk past him , stopping to call over your shoulder ,“ because I think of a lot more ways than one .” You wink and continue heading into the official party area.

Originally posted by cybertronicvagrant

You spent most of the night near wanda and Natasha, bucky finally arrived with Steve a little later , his girl from last night no where insight. You fee his eyes on you as him as they both approach the three of you , after a quick hello you excuse yourself to go to the bar, you suddenly feel the urge for tequila getting louder .

You feel a hand on your lower back as you wait for the bartender , and you pray it’s not buckys .

“ what’s got a beautiful lady like you drinking tequila alone ?” Johnny , thank fucking god . You turn around , he’s so close that your chests are nearly touching .

“ do I need a reason for tequila?”

“ no, but your shoulders tensed and dropped in relief when you saw it was me , who are you avoiding babe?”

“ you never hear about how observant Johnny storm is , only how much of a playboy.”

“ I’m waiting for an answer .”
You look over his shoulder , locking eyes with a very aggravated Bucky Barnes . What the hell does he look so pissed - oh . Oh ! What a fucking - fuck it . I’m doing this.

You lean up to whisper in his ear, “Johnny I need a favor , feel free to say no. But I really wanna piss someone off.”

“ anything for you , I’m sure he deserves it.”

“ how do you-”

“ Like you said , observing is  my thing, and frostbite hasn’t taken his eyes off you since you walked to the bar .”

“ you’re pretty damn good mr.Storm”
“ oh baby you have no idea.” His arms wrap around your waist , both of you are devilishly smiling .

Johnny pulls you to the dance floor of people grinding against each other . You turn your body so your back is to his chest, your ass pressing against his already hardening bulge .

“ excited ?” You ask over you shoulder , he responds with a light kiss to your neck . You behind moving together , following the beat . 5 songs later and you’re way too turned on from dancing with Johnny and need air , you part with a quick kiss to his cheek then duck out to the balcony , sighing as soon as the breeze hits you.

Looking over the city is so calming , the lights are mesmerizing. So much in fact , you didn’t hear the door open & close behind you .

“ y/n” you jump at the sound , not realizing someone else joined you, and of course it’s bucky. You don’t turn , just grip on tighter to the ledge infront of you , how fucking great.

“ Barnes .”

“ you look nice tonight.” He is directly behind you now, close enough you can feel his breath on your neck . Are you fucking kidding me ?

You don’t reply , the anger building up inside you is threatening to spill out but you don’t want to give him the satisfied knowing the affect seeing him and the girl lady had on you.

“ you didn’t snap me today doll.” That’s it .

“ I didn’t snap y- you are something else Bucky Barnes .” You turn , glaring daggers into the deep blue eyes looking back at you .bucky just smirks ,

Originally posted by winter-barnes

“ I knew that would get you to speak.”
Bastard .

“ let me ex-”
“ why would you need to explain bucky? I shouldn’t of came to your floor , what you do isn’t my business, nor do I care . ”
Go me . self-five .

His face drops at your words , but he doesn’t drop it
“ I was stressed from the mission and I need to - listen I didn’t sleep with her . I sent her packin after I saw you. ”

“ well that was dumb. ”

“ why- I know your mad y/n. No need to hide it . ”

“ .im not your mother and I’m certainly not your girl friend so why would I be mad? we all have needs. “ you snap .

He’s silent , you take the chance to move away and back to the party but his voice stops you

” so what ? You’re going back to dancing with storm now? “
You laugh , ” is someone jealous ?“ When he doesn’t respond you walk back to him , placing your hand on his chest .

” are you jealous that he’s the one that’s going to have my ass grinding against him Buck? That he’s the one I’m going to be kissing tonight when we leave the party , the one whose dick im going to wrap my lips around ? That you’re not the one that’s going to be fucking me until I can’t walk? “
After a moment of him glaring into your eyes , you laugh , ” because it could of been you. But I’m sure you have someone else you can call again tonight , don’t you ?“ You spit , you go to remove your hand from his chest but his flies up to grasp onto it , holding you to him.

” I didn’t think -“

” doesn’t matter , it was just a game Bucky right? That’s all it was .“ Sadness clear in your voice , but oh well. His face drops , his eyes going to the ground at your words. 

Originally posted by munirakhairuddin

You rip your hand from his, and storm back into the party . Thoughts flying through your head at what feels like a 100 mph, the night you spent talking with him , all the snaps , the kisses ; it’s all too much . Fuck it was just suppose to be a game , I wasn’t suppose to feel anything for that dickbag!

” hey woah, you okay?“ you look up to see Johnnys concerned eyes .

” uh- yeah I just- tequila .“ You sigh out , and he nods , taking your hand and leading you to the bar .


Buckys POV

fucking hell. I never would of thought I could be this dumb , she’s never going to - FUCK.  I should of told her how I felt first.  Those should of been the first fucking words out of my mouth. But would this of ended any different?  it would of killed me if she still walked away after I told her. But now she just thinks- FUCK. 
Why the fuck is she even bothering with storm , he’s a man whore . What are thy even laughing about ? How much tequila does she think she can drink ?!

I don’t blame her , how could I ? I should of called her not - Lisa? Whatever that chicks name was . But whatever this is - was - between me and y/n is just too - I didn’t think I’d catch feelings. But she’s just so- y/n . I don’t even have words to describe how wonderful she is , I’ve always know though . Being an ass to her was just so much easier than giving into being close with her before . But after the other night , after everything we talked about , the kisses , fuck her lips are so perfect , almost like they were made for mine, I can’t help but give in. I learned so much about her , we moved so far into friendship in just one night. I’m an idiot .

Steve told me I shouldn’t of pushed her away , but what else was I suppose to do? She was the only thing on my mind during that mission , and the first thing back on my mind after I shook out soldier mode on the way home . That mission- I don’t even know- I lost myself for a minute . All I could think about is what if that happens when I’m with her ? What if I hurt her ? I didn’t think she was as in deep as I was , didn’t think she’d care about the other girl . I was almost praying she only saw this as truly a game between us , so atleast one of us had a little bit of hold on reality. But when I saw her eyes in the elevator , the way they glossed over with Unshed tears
; I lost it.

It wasn’t a game anymore , it wasn’t just about who could get the other to cave for Sex first , although I do want to fuck her 7 ways from Sunday . It only took one night, one night of her sleeping next to me, for me to realize I needed that every night . I let my fear of hurting her physically, hurt her emotionally. And now I have to sit and watch her all over this fucking prick . I wanted to drop kick him off the side of the building the minute I saw him go up to her .

What are they - where are they going ?!


Y/n’s pov

 You know its the tequila vision, but right now all you can think of is banging Johnny storm, and how much you hate bucky right now.  One a scale of 1-10, you’re a solid 5.5. You lean in closer to johnny , your lips grazing his ear,

” What do you say we get outta here ?“

 He doesn’t verbally respond, instead his lips go to yours, in a quick, but hot kiss.  He grabs your hand and all but sprints to the elevators.  He didn’t even hit the button before pressing you against the wall next to the doors . You moan when his lips land on yours, before you can even  make another move his body is off you .

” What the hell!“ johnny snaps, you open your eyes to a very flustered Johnny and pissed Bucky. you’ve got to be kidding me.

” You have 5 seconds to get out of my sight, that’s the only warning I’m giving you storm .“ Bucky barks, making your eyes go wide. Holy hell, ive never seen him this mad. Johnny looks to you , and you slowly nod, not wanting to cause an even bigger issue to pull anyone from the parties attention to the hall .  confusion rolls over you as johnny smirks and sends you a wink, did he- did he want this to happen? wtf.

Originally posted by master-of-duct-tape

” Bucky what the fuck do you think youre doing !“ you growl, ” I didn’t fucking chase that girl away last night , so what were you thinking !“

He stalks forward, caging you between his body and the wall  until his face is an inch away from yours,

” Storm is a man whore.“

” and youre not?“ you snap ” its not like I wanted to marry the guy, Christ. “

” You just wanted to fuck him ? “

” Obviously !“

” You’ve got a replacement right infront of you doll. I’m all yours. “  is he caving?

Almost like he read your mind Bucky dips down to connect your lips in a desperate kiss, his tongue immediately finding its way against yours as he gains dominance. When he pulls away your gasping for air,

Originally posted by sssmcdlove

” I’m done with this game, I want you and I want you now doll.“ his voice is full of lust, and super commanding , nearly making you fall to  a puddle infront of him .

All this is , is a fuck for both of us . He doesn’t want it to be more , and I don’t either . I’m not letting it be anymore. its a tequila induced fuck. No feelings , just sex.

 The elevator ride to his floor was silent, only thing to be heard is your breathing.  The minute you’re off the elevator, he’s got his hands on you . He pushes you against the nearest walll, his lips meeting yours in another needy kiss . His hands are roaming down your body until they land on your thigh, and he lifts you up. Your legs instantly wrap around his waist while your hands tangle in his hair, your lips still moving with his . Your dress is bunched at your waist now, letting his bulge rub against your covered core , the friction making you moan into his mouth . He moves you again , and you feel the cold granite of his kitchen counter under you .

” bucky please -“ His eyes are completely Lust blown as he takes in your plea . His hands move to your core , slipping under your panties and diving right into your slippery folds

” fuck y/n,“ he enters one, the then two finger into your pussy, starting a relentless pace . Moans rip through you at the feeling, and your hips start grinding down on his fingers . ” that’s it doll, fuck yourself on my fingers .“ And you do , you bounce yourself as much as you can on his fingers until your orgasm washes over you. You dig your fingers into his forearms as you slowly rock yourself through your orgasm.

” I don’t think you know how hot that was . Holy fuck.“ He breathes out before gently kissing you . You smirk at him as he removes his fingers, sticking them in his mouth with a groan. Fuck why is that so hot ? You gasp as he rips open the front of your dress, anger flashes through you for a moment before its  replaced with pure pleasure. His mouth nips down your chest, his tongue popping out to swirl around your hardened nipple. 

Your back arches, pushing yourself further into his warm mouth and you nearly cum from the feeling of him sucking your nipple . He alternates between your breasts, driving you crazier everytime he sucks them . You finally find the strength to shove him off of you , sending him a grin as you do .  

You slide off the counter and to your knees, going right for the button on his pants . You pop the bottom off, drag the zipper down and then pull his pants and boxers until they hit the floor and kicks them off . His cock looks painfully hard ,his top is leaking pre cum and your mouth starts watering at the sight . You lean up , capturing the tip in your mouth , you tongue swiping over the precum . You moan out at the saltiness, but your addicted to taste right away . You take more of him in your mouth , swirling your tongue around him as you start bobbing your head .

” shit - your mouth feels - “ he lets out a moan when your hand finds his balls .

” doll- sto-stop , I’m not cuming until I’m fucking buried in your pussy.“ You back off with a wet pop , standing up then leaning to kiss him .

” then what are you waiting for , sergeant ?“ That did it , his eyes snap to yours and another growl escapes him, making you even wetter , fucking hell . He lifts you again , taking you to his room . Once your feet hit the floor youre ripping at his shirt, buttons flying everywhere  .

 He removes your ruined dress from you , biting his lip as he looks over your body , only thing covering you is your black lace thong; and he takes care of that real quick.  He gently shoves you back, watching your chest bounce as you fall to his bed. He slowly tucks his fingers under the waist of your thong and pulls it down your legs before tossing it over his shoulder. You let your legs fall open, watching as he looks at your dripping pussy with hungry eyes.

” So fucking perfect Doll.“ he leans down , his lips finding yours in a passionate kiss that has your head spinning . He pulls away , sneaking his hands underneath your body , and flipping the two of you so youre straddling him . He smacks your ass, making you arch forward as you whimper.

” Up here baby ,“ you raise your eyebrow in confusion until you finally realize what he means .  You scoot yourself up, placing a leg on each side of his head and slowly lowering yourself down until you feel his lips on your slit.

” Oooh fuck!“ he dives right in , sucking and licking at your folds so hard you can barely keep yourself up right . His hands come down on your thighs, squeezing them roughly as he begins moving you back and forth over his face.  you take the hint and follow his lead,  hesitantly rocking yourself against him . His hands move you faster though , to the point that you are fucking yourself on his face. one hand disappears from your hips, and you feel one of his fingers enter you as he sucks harshly on your clit.

” Bucky ! “the last suck did you in, the knot in your stomach snapping harder than ever before . You feel yourself cuming , you can feel it dripping out of you into is mouth and the thought reignites the fire in your core.  Bucky gently lifts you and slides you back down to his lap  , and you get a good look of his glistening face. Holy fuck, I just fucked bucky barnes face.  fuck yes.  You pull him in for a kiss, sighing at the taste of yourself on his tongue . You suck on his tongue before moving away from him , and a low moan leaves his lips.

” Doll I cant wait any longer .“ he flips you once again, once hes over you his hand grabs ahold of his cock and he slowly pushes himself in . You know hes trying to be considerate and give you a minute to adjust, but you cant wait . The way he fills you already has you addicted , the pain only lasts a few seconds before you bucking your hips up . He starts thrusting slowly, and you let out a growl,

” Harder !“  you cry out , and he complies, snapping his hips into your rougher . His pace is animalistic, he manages to hit your g spot with every thrust making it so much better. The moans leaving your lips are ridiculously obscene, youre pretty sure theyd be in a porn video .

” Fuck doll I’m -“

You groan , not ready for this to be over . You use all your strength to switch your positions so youre on top of him now .

” Hold on , Sergeant. “ your steady yourself with your hands on his chest, and begin bouncing on his dick , the new angle making your pussy clench even tighter around him.

” holy hell Y/n, I can feel you gripping me so fucking good. C'mon baby .“ his fingers move to your clit , starting to rub it hard . You pick up your pace, crying out from all the sparks your feeling throughout your body . Bucky sits up, his mouth enveloping one of your nipples while he grabs at the other one . 

He moves off your chest after a few minutes, his arms wrapping around your waist now to press his chest against yours as he starts thrusting up into your heat as you slam down onto him .
” C'mon doll, cum all over my cock . I want to feel you-“

you whimper out his name , your orgasm ripping through you almost painfully. White spots invade your vision, and you hear bucky moan out your name as his orgasm follows . You feeling him slowly thrusting still, pulling you both through your finishes as he shoots ropes of cum into you . The feeling of him finishing in you triggers another smaller orgasm , then your body gives out, crashing against his. You’ve never cam that hard, and it was an earth shattering feeling, one that youre already craving again. 

 You lift yourself off of him, flopping to your back beside him on the bed.

” Holy - that was - wow.“ he says , both of you gasping for air .   You turn your head to the side, finding Bucky already looking at you .  Flashes from the other night in his room play in your mind, and you quickly come crashing back into reality  . This was just- it was nothing to him. So its nothing to me then too.

” Youre beautiful, you know that?“ Shut up , please shut up . He almost sounds sincere, but that just must be how he gets all the girls

You send him a smile, afraid to even say anything back to him .  He rolls out of bed & walks to his bathroom, returning with a wet cloth . He gently cleans you up, sending shivers down your spine when the cloth goes over your sensitive clit.   He goes back into his bathroom to drop the dirty cloth into his hamper, when he does you jump out of his bed, grab the first shirt you see and your panties . You quickly cover yourself, and head right for the door . Right as the door opens he stops you ,

” why- you’re not staying ?“ his voice was quiet and laced with confusion .  Pull it together , you know what’s about to leave your lips is going to hurt ; but it’ll hurt a lot less now , than it would if you stayed and slept beside him, if you woke up in his arms knowing it was just another night to him . You don’t bother turning around when you reply ,

” fuck no.”

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Heartbeat | 2

You convince Hoseok you can do ‘no strings attached’.

Originally posted by hoseokxx

pairing: hoseok x reader
word count: 13.2k
genre: gang!au, smut
inspiration

part one

warnings: dom!Hoseok, demeaning names, oral, public sex



You knee bounced up and down nervously. An hour had passed and still no reply from Hoseok. You bit back a sigh, regretting sending that ‘What are you doing tonight?’ message to him. You felt like an idiot, worse yet, a desperate idiot.

You cringed, remembering the hope that had sprung in your chest as you boldly fired off that text to Hoseok. You had honestly expected him to reply back straight away, conveying some kind of interest, wanting you as badly as you wanted him. Instead, you had nothing but stifling silence.

“Are you liking the film?” Taehyung leaned over and whispered, his eyes were full of concern and you gave him a weak smile in return. “It’s just a little bit scary,” You lied. He nodded and offered you a warm smile. “I’ll protect you,” He said reassuringly. Your phone vibrated in your pocket and you felt your heart leap in your chest. “Thanks Tae,” You responded faintly, staring straight at the TV until Taehyung glanced away from you, focusing on the movie again. 

Struggling to stay calm, you glanced down surreptitiously at your phone, feeling your heart race in your chest. There was a message notification, from a string of numbers- someone who wasn’t in your contacts. 

It was him. Hoseok.

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In these bedroom walls

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings:  NSFW, Sexual themes, inappropriate language, oral sex (male receiving).

Word Count: 1236

Author’s Note: Hey guys, so I’m very nervous at this moment. I think it’s the first time I wrote something like this. So be patient with me ahah. I hope you guys like it. And if you’re underage don’t read this. I’m serious, you’ll have all the time to read all the smut you want when you’re of age. And please if you guys are going to be intimate with someone, please use protection and be safe okay.


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