i could watch the last one all day

Welp. We went to see Wonder Woman. I cried during the sad parts and some of the other parts. They were the same kind of tears I had on and off through Ghostbusters. Movies with strong women who are fully realized people who are allowed to be sexual but are not sexualized and can also kick ass just make me cry randomly. Though TBH I also cry in LotR when anyone picks up their sword and runs into battle screaming the name of their home. I didn’t even realize how ravenous I was for a female version of that.

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get to know me: favorite female character → the ‘avatar: the last airbender’ girls
“I’m a warrior, but I’m a girl too.”

oikawacannot  asked:

top 5 oikawa gifs xD ((btw i love your blog + edits <33))

How…is….a person…supposed….to choose…RIP

1. This is the only one I’m 100% sure about, it has been my header for the longest time and I still adore it

2. This is so painful what am I even doing (yes, this is THE LAST toss of Oikawa’s high school career, and it was aimed at Iwaizumi. Of course)

3. I could watch him serve all day every day until the end of time 

4. SCRUNCY POUTY FACE 

5. So beautiful I’m crying this is probably one of my favorite shots of him in the entire series

- bonus: since you didn’t specify which Oikawa you were talking about, let’s have my favorite gif of stage play Oikawa too for good measure

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Midnight Talks Pt. Two || Peter Parker Imagine

Originally posted by optimus-grimes

(not my gif)

Word Count: 938 Words

Pairing: Peter Parker x reader

A/N: I tried my best (that’s a lie, i didn’t even grammar check it), I hope you all enjoy

Part One

“So Y/N, how was your, um, your night last night?” Peter asked as he started eating his lunch. All day, all you could think about was last night. Spider-Man randomly showed up in your room. In what world does that actually happen to someone? You looked down at your lunch, trying to figure out what to tell him, Ned and Michelle who suddenly got interested in the conversation due to lack of an answer.

“It was uh, good actually, watched a funny movie. Why do you ask?” You question back at him. You didn’t tell him about the whole Spider-Man thing because you didn’t know if the man in the mask wanted you to tell people. Peter looked down at his lunch tray. “Just curious, that’s all. What about you guys,” he looked between Ned and Michelle, “how were your nights?” He asked. Peter didn’t want to seem suspicious if he only asked you. He knew what you actually did last night, you were with him. Well, his alter ego. Did you not trust him enough to tell him about it?

As Ned began to explain his action packed night of binge watching old movies, you began to play with your food, lost in thought about the city’s hero, Spider-Man. He was funny, and kind of cool. Not everyone gets to talk to him which made the entire situation even better than it already was.  

Peter looked over and saw you playing with your food. He turned to see if Ned was still talking to him but he was now talking to Michelle. “Hey,” Peter said as he turned to you, “you okay? You seem a bit out of it.” He sounded worried about you. You nodded your head yes, “Yeah, yeah I’m fine. I just didn’t get much sleep last night.”

“Did you stay up all night watching movies?” He asked with a small smile, knowing exactly what you did. “How’d you know?” You said sarcastically, knowing that you told him earlier. “Lucky guess.” He said with a shrug, playing along with the whole thing. The two of you quietly laughed at the situation.  

What the two of you didn’t hear was Michelle and Ned talking about you. “You think  they’re ever going to date?” Ned whispered to Michelle. “Oh definitely.” She said before getting back to reading her book.

It was late at night, again. But this time, you were busy doing your homework. You only had a few more problems you needed to do. You sighed, getting anxious for the sleep you so desperately needed. You went to open your window, wanting to hear the sounds of the city. You went back to your homework area and glanced at the time on your phone to see that it was 11:50. Jesus, these high school teachers are draining the life out of you. Forgetting about your homework, you stayed on your phone for a few minutes. All of a sudden, a wind washed over you. You look up and see Spider-Man.

He came here on purpose this time, he wanted to see you. At least that’s what you understood. “How is is it that Spider-Man has been in my room, not just once, but twice now?” You asked with a humorous sound lacing your voice. You saw him shrug his shoulders as he went to sit on your bed. “I guess I just like talking to you.” He said as he jumped up onto your bed, and crossing his legs Indian style. Spider-Man patted a seat next to him, indicating you to go and sit with him.

You got on the bed and crossed your legs the way that he had done. “What do you want to talk about?” You asked as you started playing with your hands out of nervousness.  

“I don’t know….tell me about your life. Your crush your favorite things, your friends, really anything.” Spider-Man said. You cleared your throat before speaking again. “My friends are the most awesome people on the planet. They are always nice and understanding.  I would be lost without them, really.” You said looking up at him.

“Are you popular?” He asked curiously. You shook your head immediately. “No, I hang out with the same three people everyday. If anything, I am one of the most unpopular kids at my school.”

“How could you be unpopular?” He asked with a surprised tone, “You’re  the most gorgeous girl I have ever seen.” You blushed at the statement. Another plus, he is super sweet. “T-Thanks.”

“So, do you have a crush on anyone?” He questioned with a voice that made him sound like a dramatic 5th grader. This made you smile. “He, he is just something else you know what I mean? He’s different then any other guy that I have ever met. He is just such a good person with a big heart and he is crazy smart. He uh, just got an internship at Stark Industries. What teenager gets that opportunity?” You told Spider-Man all this, venting to a man you don’t even know.

“Sounds like he’s a pretty cool guy. What’s his name? Maybe I can help you with your relationship.” He said the last part mockingly. Peter knew exactly what he was doing. He wanted you to admit your feelings for him even if you weren’t telling the real Peter. He just wanted to hear you say those words.

You smiled widely thinking of the boy who had you wrapped around his finger. “His name is-”


“Peter! What’s up?” You said as you ran to catch up with him. He turned and smiled at you, “Hey Y/N.”

Part Three

Nightbringer

Author: kpopfanfictrash

Pairing: You / Baekhyun

Genre: Smut / Pirate!AU

Prompt: “Don’t touch me. We’re fighting.”

Rating: NC-17

Word Count: 1,745

Originally posted by baehkkyun

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Coda to 12x11– Regarding Dean. Destiel.

Sam calls Cas as soon as they’re safely back at the bunker. 

“Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” Cas growls at Sam, stalking across the kitchen to where Dean is nursing a beer. He asks Dean, “How are you feeling?” with some leftover animosity, but Dean recognizes it for what it is: concern. 

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My champion (Zach Dempsey x Reader)

Warnings : Sad Zach, make out sesh, (mentions of sex ?), also English is still not my native language.
Word count: 2283.

Originally posted by itsme-hannahbaker

A/N: I posted my first imagine a few days ago (about my love, Montgomery, you can read it here) and you guys were just so nice, I received so many kind comments. I know I said it would be my first and last imagine, but I decided to continue writing. I hope you all like this one too xx.


Looking up at the clock, Zach sighed. They had less than fifteen seconds to go, and were ten points behind the other team. There was no way on earth that they could win this time. He turned his attention back to the game, watching as Justin ran towards the basket while dribbling the ball. The crowd cheered as he scored, giving the boys hope to continue the match. The bleachers were filled with cheering teenagers and some parents who came to see their sons play. Most of them were from Liberty High, as they were playing there, but a good third were supporters of the other team. Liberty High managed to score once more before the horn went off, signalling the end of the game. But it wasn’t enough.

Zach groaned, crouching down and letting his head fall into his open hands. Someone tapped his back in a comforting manner, probably Justin, be he did not look up. Instead, he stayed there, with his head hanging low, trying to catch his breath after the intense game. The season has just started and it was the very first match they lost, so he knew it wasn’t the end of the world. But God, was it frustrating. Zach hated losing, failing. He hated when his team would lose a game, he hated when he would fail a test. It did not only make him feel like a failure, but also a disappointment. A disappointment to his friends, to his family, to his girlfriend.

Loud laughs and screams from the other team filled the emptying gymnasium as they celebrated their victory. Zach could hear a few boys snickering as they passed him, heading to the locker room, but he decided to ignore it. He wasn’t one to pick fights.

Y/N stood on the bleachers, her eyes focused on her boyfriend who was still crouching in the middle of the hall. Her heart ached at how defeated he looked at that moment. She knew that Zach would beat himself up, he always did even though she had told him times and times again that it wasn’t his fault; that their team couldn’t win every single game and that the most important thing was to give their best. All she wanted to do was to run up to him and hug him, hold him close to her and rub his back, whispering that they’ll do better next time. But she knew better than to do just that. Y/N knew that Zach needed time after a defeat, so she decided to give it to him. She waited as the gymnasium emptied itself, and then left herself. She decided to wait for her boyfriend and their friends in the parking lot, near Zach’s car.

Jessica and Justin got there first, making their way over Y/N holding hands. Y/N smiled at them and embraced them quickly. She could tell that Justin wasn’t happy with himself either. His eyebrows were in a permanent frown and his lips in a thin line. He was trying not to show how crushed he was, but Y/N had known him for over five years and knew him all too well.

“We’re going to hang out at Bryce’s with the others, you wanna join?” Jessica asked, intertwining her fingers with her boyfriend’s. Y/N thought about the offer, it wouldn’t be too bad, right? Usually they had parties at Bryce’s place after the Tigers won a game, but a get together with a few friends might actually cheer her boyfriend up. She was going to accept and say that they’ll be there in a few, until she saw Zach exiting the high school building.

“Uh, I think we will pass this time. But you have fun, guys.” She patted Justin’s shoulder and hugged Jess again before the couple left, heading to Jess’s car. One look at her boyfriend was enough for her to know that he wasn’t in a partying mood tonight. His eyes missed their usual spark, his grip on his sports bag was so tight his knuckles turned white. Zach took his time making his way over to his girlfriend, his steps long but slow.

“Hey there.” Y/N said softly, putting her arms around his neck and embracing him tightly once he was standing right in front of her. Zach’s head landed on her shoulder and she could feel him let out a long sigh. Her brows furrowed and she bit her bottom lip in concern, pulling away from him as he didn’t hug her back and looked straight into his chocolate brown eyes, waiting for an answer.

“What are you still doing here?” He mumbled, making eye contact for the first time since the end of the game. He didn’t mean to sound rude, though, and she knew it. He was sad and probably a bit ashamed. The boys had spent so much time practicing for this match, as they knew that the team they were playing against was really good. But it was all for nothing, or at least that’s what he thought.

 “Waiting for you.” Y/N said, taking his sports bag from him and putting it in his car’s trunk, ignoring his eye roll.

“I want to be alone, Y/N.” Zach pinched the bridge of his nose as he watched his girlfriend. She turned around to face him, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips.

“No, you don’t.” She took a step toward him, putting her hands on his chest. “You always say you do, but you don’t.” It was true, he knew it. He’d always push her away when he felt like this, but he’d run back to her only a couple of hours later because she was the only one who could make him feel better. A small smile appeared on his face, which made Y/N let out a sigh of relief before she continued. “So, how about we go to Rosie’s, then head back to my place?” She questioned, her eyes sprinkling with hope. Y/N’s enthusiastic expression made Zach’s heart melt. He chuckled as she got on her tiptoes to press her lips to his for a quick but sweet kiss and she knew that he couldn’t resist her now.

“Fine.” Zach put his hands on her hips as she pulled away and leaned in for another kiss, making her giggle. It was crazy how much calmer he was already. Minutes ago he was planning to go home, give the punching ball that he had installed in the basement a few hits, and go to bed – ready to forget about this awful evening. But now all he wanted was to cuddle his girlfriend the whole night while eating some take out from Rosie’s.

Pushing her hair behind her ears, Y/N made her way to the passenger seat, immediately plugging her phone to the radio and blasting her favourite song of the moment. Zach shook his head in amusement, a smirk playing on his lips at the sight of his girl singing along to the music. He started the engine and drove off, soon joining her as they both sang at the top of their lungs. As the couple approached the little restaurant, Y/N was a giggling mess. She looked at her boyfriend as he tried to rap along an Eminem song. He was doing great at first, but then the pace accelerated and she couldn’t hold her laugh in anymore. Y/N unplugged the device from the radio as Zach parked the car, her Y/E/C still looking at him lovingly.

She couldn’t believe that she actually had him. After all these years of crushing on him, he was finally hers. Zach Dempsey was one of the kindest guys at Liberty High, with no doubt. He was everything she has ever wanted, and more. Smart, charming, funny, and extremely good looking. He made her feel things she had never felt before. She felt safe, loved and cherished. She felt like the luckiest girl on the entire planet with him. Y/N didn’t understand what Zach was doing with a simple girl like her, but she wasn’t going to complain, right?

“Let’s go.” Zach’s soft voice brought her back to reality. He winked at her and gave her his famous smile, making her blush before getting out of the car and opening the passenger door for her. Y/N bit the inside of her cheek in an attempt to stop herself from laughing, but cracked a big smile at him nonetheless.

Taking her fragile hand in his significantly larger one, the brown-haired boy led his girlfriend to the little restaurant. They sat in their usual booth at the back as they waited for their order.

“We really sucked, huh?” Zach whispered, his mood suddenly changing from joyful to defeated once again. This wasn’t a surprise to Y/N though, she knew that cheering him up wasn’t going to be an easy task. She sighed, placing her hands on his across the table. She gave them a quick squeeze and a sent a reassuring smile in his direction.

“You didn’t. You were all great. You, Justin, all of you!” She was hoping to get a reaction out of him, a smile, a hum, a simple nod would have sufficed – but she got none of that. Instead, Zach was just staring at their hands as Y/N started drawing circles on them with her thumbs in a soothing manner. “Babe, look at me.” She demanded and he slowly obliged.

“We fucked up, that’s all.” He mumbled stubbornly, making Y/N scoff, which caused him to quirk an eyebrow at her.

“You lost the game, yes. But it’s not a big deal. You were good, but the other team was good too. You’ll do better next time. Stop beating yourself up. You’re always going to be my champion.” Zach nodded at her words, smiling as the word champion left her mouth. She would always call him that, whether they won or not. “Now let’s go home.” She said as the waiter brought two plastic bags filled with food to their table. Zach paid for the order before Y/N could even take her wallet out of her pocket, making her groan and him chuckle. They made their way out hand in hand, quickly getting into Zach’s car and driving to Y/N’s house.

Y/N’s parents adored her boyfriend, so they did not mind him spending time at their house. Her mother was so fond of the young boy, always telling her daughter that she should hold him. It took a bit more for her father to appreciate him, but after three months of them dating he understood that Zach’s intentions were good.

Making their way upstairs, Zach and Y/N waved to her parents who were sitting in the living room, watching a movie. Y/N shook her head at her mother, who was about to say something, probably ask how the game went. Her mother shoot her a knowing smile while nodding, then turned back to the TV.

Zach climbed onto Y/N’s bed after putting the take out on her desk. He watched as his girlfriend made her way over to him, lying down next to him and cuddling into his side.

 “So… Movie?” Y/N asked, her hand moving up to his chest as his arm made its way around her waist. Zach pressed his lips to her forehead, making her hum and snuggle closer to him. He cupped her face with his hand gently, tilting it up so he could kiss her properly.

 “Thank you so much for everything, babe.” He mumbled against her lips before kissing her again, but this time more forcefully, totally ignoring her question. Y/N internally rolled her eyes, but did not complain. In fact, she pulled him closer to her by his neck, deepening the kiss as she slipped her tongue into his mouth, making him groan. Zach swiftly moved them so he was hovering over her, his arms on either side of her body. Y/N’s fingers played with the little hairs at the base of his neck, which she knew was going to drive him crazy. She couldn’t help but giggle as Zach rolled his hips into hers, again and again.

 “What are you laughing at?” He broke the kiss, looking up at him with eyes filled with lust. Y/N bit her bottom lip at his appearance. His pupils dilated, his hair messy and his lips swollen from her kisses. She wanted to do so many things to him, but she knew she couldn’t. Not with her parents awake downstairs.

  “You know we can’t do that.” She said softly, her lips brushing against his. Zach groaned, his head falling into the crook of her neck, leaving a few kisses there. Once again, she was right. Y/N’s parents might be accepting of their relationship, but he knew they should not push things too far. The girl kissed his temple, her hands running up and down his back as they laid there for a few more seconds, just enjoying each other’s company.

“We should eat, the food is getting cold.” She pushed him off of her softly and got up to take the bags from the desk, bringing them to her bed. Zach was still lying there, facing the celling. “Come on, we can eat, watch a movie and then when they’re asleep, maybe…” She did not finish the sentence, she did not need to. The boy’s eyes widened, full of hope and lust once again. He smirked at her, making her roll her eyes as he moved to sit next to her. He smiled to himself, pecking her lips one more time. He couldn’t wait to see where the night was going to take them.


The end was terrible, I’m really sorry about that. This whole thing is a flop tbh.

Tagging @xbarrjallenx, @ans-atkins, @arch1eandrews (cause you’re total Ross trash hun)

I actually have a few ideas for another Monty imagine, a Justin one and a Jeff one, but I don’t know if I should write them?? Anyways, let me know if you’d like that!

that time Caitriona Balfe is the nicest human ever

I need to preface this by saying: I think ECCC was a bit under-prepared and overwhelmed by how many Outlander fans were there today. The lines were INSANE. I waited, each time I met Sam and Cait, no less than 45 minutes and over an hour for the autographing. and by the time we had made it to the hotel after the panel, to attempt the first autograph session, it was already filled up. at like 12:15. the panel ended at noon so like….HARDCORE. I am not so hardcore. I left and came back hahahaha

THIS GOT REALLY LONG IM SORRY

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Useless

Originally posted by unconditionalloveandunicornspawn


- Y/N’s a runner and gets attacked by a griever while in the Maze. - 

Word Count : 3492


You swiped the sweat off of your forehead with the back of your hand as you stood up. Stretching your arms up towards the sky, you hummed in satisfaction as your back popped and cracked from having been crouched over for so long. You set your basket of crops downs and used the fabric of your pants to brush off the dirt on your hands before gathering your hair up into a ponytail. You winced every time your fingers got snagged in a knot. After a few minutes of combing your fingers through, you managed to secure an elastic band around it and with one last tug you picked up the heavy basket again.

It was a hot day in the Glade and the urge to just sit in the shade and lay about was strong but Alby’s words echoed in your head as if they were engraved into your brain.

Everyone had to do their job and that included you as well. You had to do your part and pull your own weight in the Glade. There wasn’t any time or patience for lazy people.

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Mom - Auston Matthews

Requested by anon: Hello!! I love your writing!! Do you kind writing a Auston Matthews imagine where he introduces the reader to his family and his mom doesn’t like the reader so she has to try to win her over?? Hopefully that makes sense!!! Thanks so much!!!

A/N: I’m so sorry it took so long, I’m awful. I hope you like it!

Word count: 1432

Warnings: None. I think. I mean, momma Matthews is mad.

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Originally posted by wonthetrade

“Oh my god (y/n), stop cleaning,” Auston whines from his spot on the couch. “You are going to wear out the floors if you keep vacuuming.”

I grunt, hitting his feet with the nozzle until he gives in and puts his feet up on the table that I have just wiped.

“Auston, put your feet down!” I scold him and he rolls his eyes, putting his feet on the floor after I’ve vacuumed under them.

“I don’t understand why are freaking out. It’s my family, not the Queen of England.” He says, looking down at his phone.

Yeah, it is easy for him to say, but I’m about to have a mental breakdown. I’ve been dating Auston for five months now and it’s been great so far,ut when he told me that his family is coming to visit from Arizona I got into full crazy mode. I’ve cleaned his house at least ten times in the last three days, bought fresh flowers, changed all the sheets and made beds for everyone, got snacks and food for everybody… And I’m more anxious by the minute.

“I don’t have to impress the Queen of England.” I mutter, dusting the top of the TV again.

“They are going to love you, (y/n).” Auston says, getting on his feet and wrapping his arms around my waist while I straighten a pile of pucks that are sitting on the TV stand.

“I hope so.”


 

I look at the mirror one last time, looking for flaws on my outfit. Auston and I decided that it would be best for me to meet his parents and sisters at dinner so he could spend time with them first. We are going to Auston’s favorite steak house. I decided that a pair of jeans, a nice blouse and booties would be an okay outfit, it was simple and it didn’t scream I tried too hard.

“C’mon (y/n), you can do this.” I cheer at my reflection, grabbing my keys from the small hooks on the wall and stepping out my small apartment.

The steak house isn’t far away from my place, so I decide to walk there. It only takes me ten minutes to get there and I’m five minutes early… that’s good, right? I’m early… I didn’t make them wait… I’m so worried about causing a good impression that I don’t even realize that they are here until Auston touches my arm.

“(y/n).” My name rolls in his mouth, waking me up from my trance. “(y/n), these are sisters, Alexandria and Breyana, and my mom and dad, Ema and Brian.”

I smile, extending my hand to shake everyone’s hands, but Breyana walks up to me and hugs me leaving me speechless for a second.

“It’s so nice to meet you, (y/n). “ She says, rubbing my back with her hands. “Auston doesn’t stop talking about you.”

I feel like I’m blushing and I give everyone a shy smile, earning smiles from everyone but Ema.

“Let’s get inside.” Ema’s accent is thick, but it is easy to understand.

I sit between Breyana and Auston, Ema in front of me. We order our drinks and Auston and I give them time to choose what they want from the menu; Auston and I already know what we want. I can’t help it but to smile when Brian orders for Ema so she doesn’t have to repeat herself if the waiter doesn’t understand her the first time around.

“So (y/n), what do you do for living?” Brian asks, taking a sip of his beer.

“I’m a student.” I answer. “Sports management.”

I don’t realize that I’m nervous until Auston puts his hand on my leg to stop me from jerking it any longer. I look at him and he gives me a reassuring smile, squeezing my thigh softly.

“Oh, so you are planning on working with athletes! She could be your manager, Aus!” Alexandria says cheerily and I smile, shaking my head.

“Auston doesn’t need a new manager.” Ema’s voice is sharp; she almost sounds mad.

I look at her, trying to decipher if she is actually annoyed or not. She is looking straight at me, a frown visible on his face.

“I actually want to work with teams, not athletes.” I say, nervously playing with my rings.

“I’m sure that Auston could help you get into the Maple Leafs team.” Brian comments and Ema’s frown deepens.


 

I’m sitting next to Ema watching the game. Auston has got tickets for all of us, even thought I told him that it wasn’t necessary, that I could get my own ticket. To be honest, I don’t want to be here; I can feel Ema’s discontent with me from a thousand miles away. I’ve tried to make her like me… not even like me, tolerate me, for the last three days and nothing has worked.

The game is tied to one with only two minutes left on the clock. I try to focus on the game, but I’m too busy trying to be as invisible as possible, answering Brian, Breyana and Alexandria’s questions with the smallest amount of words as I possibl can so I don’t say anything that can upset Ema any further. I’m so focus on barely breathing that I don’t even realize that Auston has scored until everyone have jumped off their seats. I get on my feet and applaud, trying to ignore Ema’s disappointed look.


 

“I’m going to bed.” Auston says, getting up from the couch where he is sitting and kissing my temple. “You staying?”

“No, I should leave.” I say, shaking my head and he frowns but doesn’t say anything else.

“Good night, everyone.” He kisses his mom and sisters good night and walks to his bedroom, shutting the door behind him.

Before I can get up and leave Breyana, Alexandria and Brian excuse themselves as well and go to their rooms, leaving me alone with Ema. I sit there, trying to figure out what to say or do.

“I think that you should go.” Ema says. “For good.”

“For good?” I wonder, feeling sick on my stomach.

“Yes, before you hurt my son.” Her answer stinks deep inside my soul.

“I would never hurt your son on purpose.” I defend myself, getting on my feet. “I love your son.”

“You love his money, his fame and his contacts.” Ema’s accent is even thicker when she is mad and I feel even sicker than before.

“I have never asked him for anything, Ema. Neither do I want him to find me a job.” I say, rising up my voice. “We met on the coffee shop I work on. He kept coming and coming and coming, asking for a large Americano and my number and he didn’t stop until I agreed to give him my number and go on a date with him. Yes, I knew who he was, if I would have wanted to take advantage of him I would have agreed to go on a date the first time he asked.”

Ema and I stare at each other for what it seems like years, trying to read each other’s expressions. It doesn’t seem like Ema has anything else to say, so I grab my coat from the back on the chair it is on and walk towards the front door when I hear her.

“(y/n)… you should stay.” She says and I turn around. “I’m making churros for breakfast.”

I look at her again, but she seems sincere so I nod and hang my coat on the entry’s closet and take my boots off, leaving them on the shoe rack.

“Good night, Ema.” I whisper, realizing that I’ve been yelling all the time.

“Buenas noches, mija.” She answers, giving me a shy smile.

I open Auston’s door and step in, shutting it behind me and leaning on it.

“Come here, baby.” Auston says from the bed, patting the spot next to him. “My mom is scary when she is mad.”

“No kidding.” I say, taking my jeans off and getting in bed besides him.

“Make your banana pancakes for her tomorrow and she will fall in love with you.” He tells me, wrapping his arms around my body.

“That’s how I made you fell in love with me?” I wonder, laughing softly.

“Pretty much.” He jokes and I hit his chest. “I love you, (y/n). And my mom will love you too, just give her a little time to stop being overprotective over his baby boy.”

“She won me over when she said churros, to be honest.”

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Title: Keep Going

Paring: Dean x Reader x Cas (Non-Destiel threesome)

Word Count: 1,918

Smut Appreciation Day 2017

Anonymous said: Hello! Your writing is amazing so I was wondering if maybe you could do a fic where Dean is teasing the reader under a blanket but Cas finds out and it leads to a threesome? Thank you!

A/N: Stick it out, the last line is fucking gold


Dean fucking Winchester. One wink from that man and you were feeling all funny in the pants.

Curling up under a blanket to watch the movie Dean sat back down on the bed, shifting you into his arms, covering you both with the blanket.

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Oh, Princess - A.I.

Originally posted by ohfuckoffhemmings

Alright, so, first off….I got WAY too excited and carried away with this. It’s eight pages in my drive. Second, Daddy!Ash, and when I say daddy, I mean “I’m going to fuck the shit out of you” daddy. Third, I hope this is what you wanted anon…

Warning: Smut x10. Slight BDSM?

Four months and sixteen days. That’s how long it had been since y/n had last seen Ashton. She wasn’t usually one to keep track like that, but considering she hadn’t gotten the chance to visit during his mini tour due to her sister’s wedding and not having any extra time to take off of work, you could say she was frustrated. All she had wanted to do when he got home was have a nice day in at his apartment, watch a few movies, have a couple of rounds of sex, and call it a night, so when Ashton had called her up that morning asking if she’d be his date to a fancy dinner with management instead of staying in, you could say she wasn’t pleased.

“Hello, love,” Ashton said, grin on his face as y/n opened the door to her small apartment. Ashton dressed in formal attire had always gotten her riled up, which just added to her frustrations even more. “Why don’t you look excited?”

“If we’re being honest here, I’m not,” she said back simply to head into the living room to retrieve her heels, the white dress she had on falling to mid-thigh hugging every curve of her body with flowing sleeves making her look like an angelic version of the devil himself.

“And why not?” he questioned lifting up the shawl she had draped over the couch ready to lay it over her shoulders.

“Because I haven’t seen or touched you in over four months, Ash, so the last thing I want to do is get dressed up to go out when I could be in my room lying beside you completely naked, preferably with your head between my legs,” she said back, crossing her arms, Ashton’s jaw dropping slightly at the words that escaped her lips. She stepped closer to him running her manicured nails down the front of his button up, back to the top where she unbuttoned the top two buttons preferring to see bits of his chest hair rather than having the shirt look like it’s choking him. “Wouldn’t you prefer that, daddy? Seeing your princess naked, ready to take your cock all night long?” Ashton knew what she was doing, trying to keep himself composed to at least make it to dinner. He didn’t really have a choice on whether or not he could go, but there were no restrictions on how long they needed to stay.

“Come on,” he barely choked out, draping the fabric over her shoulders before tugging her out of her apartment, a groan escaping her lips. She thought she had him wrapped around her finger in that moment, which only meant she would need to try harder, and what better way to get a good night of sex than to tease him in front of the boys?

The ride to the large restaurant was quiet, Ashton’s hand resting on y/n’s thigh while he drove the ten minutes into Sydney deciding to valet his car rather than attempt to look for parking. Y/n had seemed to forget what had happened at the apartment, letting Ashton’s arm snake around her waist as he led her inside to a small room in the back filled with his band mates, their dates, as well as members of the management staff and their dates. A few bottles of champagne lined the table as a few appetizers scattered around, the couple finding two seats in between Michael’s date and Calum.

“Glad you could finally join us,” Luke teased as Ashton waited for y/n to sit, pushing in her chair before taking a seat next to her, flipping Luke off in the process.

“I was running late,” Ashton said letting the blame fall on him, which was true, Y/n was ready for once when he had shown up at her door, taking a minute for him to figure out how to style his now short hair, something he wasn’t necessarily used to. The group shared a bit of small talk, y/n joking with Michael’s new flavor of the month as she shared stories from when she visited the boys in Montreal.

“Can I grab any drinks?” a waitress asked, perched happily in between Calum and Ashton as the blonde turned to his girlfriend, poking at her thigh trying to grab her attention.

“Babe, I know you won’t drink the champagne. Do you want a rosé or a pinot noir? I can get a bottle?” he questioned stroking at her thigh with his thumb in a comforting way, driving y/n crazy only adding to her own issues at the moment.

“Rosé’s fine. I don’t care which one,” she said letting her own hand land on his, stopping the movements as he turned back to the waitress requesting the bottle, as well as two wine glasses instead of the champagne flutes.

“Of course, sir,” the waitress giggled, y/n’s lips curling into a frown as the girl shamelessly flirted with her boyfriend who was just too oblivious to notice she wasn’t just being nice. But, this was also the boy that needed y/n to literally strip for him the first time they had sex for him to get the hint. It was hard enough being deprived of sex for one hundred and thirty-nine days, this was just the icing on the cake. She scooted a bit closer to Ashton, catching his eye only for a moment before he turned back to Calum, engaging himself in a deeper conversation as her hand landed on his thigh, raking her nails lightly up and down as she rested her head on his shoulder trying to make the gesture seem as innocent as possible. She was going to make this experience as difficult as possible for him.

Once everyone received their alcoholic beverages, the appetizers were passed around, y/n skipping on most of them not being a huge fan of seafood, but gladly taking the bruschetta passed around, letting it sit on her small plate, her hand only leaving Ashton’s leg to grab at the large plate before passing it down on it’s way through the table. She waited until Ashton had taken a piece of the tuna bite on his plate, moving her hand down agonizingly slow to cup at his crotch, squeezing it lightly causing him to choke on what was in his mouth, moving the same hand to his back rubbing soothing circles as he cleared his airways.

“Are you alright?” Luke asked from across the table, looking at him nervous, Ashton holding up a thumb as he continued to cough into his elbow, throwing a glare at his girlfriend who kept the best poker face he had ever seen. There was so much sympathy thrown onto her face, but her eyes held that lust filled, devilish look he had grown to know from the escapades in the bedroom. This was on purpose.

“You alright baby?” y/n questioned gripping at his wine glass, holding it to him for him to take a sip, putting it back on the table once he could breathe properly once again. He moved his mouth towards her ear, keeping his face as normal as her could not wanting to throw up any red flags with the guys knowing he would never hear the end of this.

“Don’t fucking start with me, princess. Now is not the time,” he basically growled in her ear as she furrowed her brows turning to face him as if she was confused, cocking an eyebrow up slightly.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about, daddy?” she said, the name reserved only for the bedroom slipping off her tongue in fluidity as if it was supposed to be out in the air like that. “I bet I could suck you off right here and no one would notice.” His cock twitched in his pants as he became aroused at the thought of getting head in public, in front of his band mates and, pretty much, his bosses: so vulgar and tempting, enticing him even more.

“Princess, if you let one more vulgar thing leave that dirty little mouth of yours, daddy won’t let you cum tonight,” he whispered again, pulling his head away from her not letting her respond as her mouth hung open slightly in shock and disbelief, arousal soaking her panties just at the thought of understimulation and how good her orgasm will feel when he does let her cum. It would be something new for them, and that excited her more than anything at this point setting her over the edge of her frustration. She didn’t even care about dinner that this point. She wanted to go home and fuck Ashton so good that she wouldn’t be able to get out of bed in the morning.

She sighed in content before placing her hand on his thigh once again, fingers dancing atop his dress pants as she ate the piece of bread with the tomato mozzarella mixture that resided on her plate. Once she had finished that, she stood up to head to the bathroom, only to pull off her panties and return moments later with them shoved into her hand, sitting down with her hands folded in her lap.

The waitress had finally returned with the entrees, once again standing between Ashton and Calum, dropping off both entrees for the men as y/n laid her panties on Ashton’s lap, a playful gleam in her eye as the waitress caught sight of what she was doing, knocking over Ashton’s glass into his lap. He didn’t bother standing up, just looking down as his wine coated crotch, catching sight of his girlfriend’s undergarment that should be on her body, his semi growing hard, now, just waiting to be touched. He grabbed the flimsy fabric, quickly shoving it in his pocket as he stood up from the table, all eyes on him.

“Are you alright, Ash?” Michael asked, catching a glimpse of the boy’s eyes, mistaking his lust for anger as he shook his head slightly.

“We’re going to go,” he said simply, moving to the side waiting for his girlfriend to stand up, the color draining from the waitress’s face as she apologized profusely thinking it was her fault the beautiful man was leaving, having no idea that y/n had set him over the edge. Ashton liked to play sexual games with his girlfriend, teasing the other in public was one of them, but he didn’t enjoy the thought of some other guy catching a glimpse of her bare pussy due to lack of clothing. He had mentioned that time and time again. The table looked between the two, Ashton’s frowning face as y/n pouted, bottom lip jutted out, poker face hiding her excitement and nerves at once as she thought about the punishment she knew was to come. He grabbed her hand in his, pulling her to the exit without another word, handing the valet a slip of paper before the man went running to retrieve his vehicle.

“Ash,” she mumbled not enjoying the silence. As many times as she had pulled something like this in public, he was never this quiet, only earning a shake of his head, a small chuckle leaving his lips.

“Oh, princess, princess, princess,” he said, the car pulling up, parking right in front of them as he opened the passenger door for her helping her  inside of the car. That was all he had said, the entire way home, a stuffy silence filled the car as y/n shifted in her seat nervously, looking at Ashton out of the corner of her eye, his clenched jaw, hands gripping the wheel as his eyes were fixated on the road. She went to reach towards his leg, only to have him grab her wrist before it could graze the fabric on his leg. “You really don’t want to do that right now.” She moved her hand away deciding to just leave it be as he pulled into her apartment complex, helping her out of the car before making their way inside to her small apartment, Ashton escaping to the kitchen as y/n followed him slowly, now worried she had pissed him off instead.

“Ash,” she said barely above a whisper as she watched him pull out a glass from her cabinet, heading towards the freezer to fill it with ice.

“Go lay down,” he said back simply not turning to look at her as she bit down on her lip, shifting her weight between her feet.

“Look, I’m-,”

“Daddy said to go lay down, princess, so I don’t know why you’re still standing here,” he said cutting her off, finally turning to face her, his eyes clouded with lust. The look he was giving her was something new, and it had her knees weak. She quickly made her way towards her room, sitting on the edge of the bed knowing better than to do anything she wasn’t told to do. She had already worked him up enough for today. “Such a good girl,” he muttered watching her from the doorway, her eyes shooting up to meet his, taking her lip between her teeth as he moved to set his glass on the stand next to her bed before beckoning her onto her feet, his body replacing hers on the bed. “Strip.” She hesitated, but only for a second before pulling down the zipper on the side of her dress, letting it slip from her shoulders and pool at her feet leaving her in just a bra and heels before unclasping the bra, tossing that to the side as well. She stopped, not sure if he meant the heels as well when he said to strip, watching his eyes rake up her body. They had been together for a little over two years now and, yet, he could still make her feel insecure and vulnerable with just once glance. “Want me to go over the rules, princess? Daddy’s added a couple of new ones for tonight.” She nodded her head slowly, arms crossing over her bare chest as he quickly pulled them away, revealing her body to him. “Words.”

“Yes,” she squeaked out, Ashton raising an eyebrow, smirk tugging at his lips.

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, daddy,” she mumbled, her hands intertwined with his as he pulled her hands to his lips, placing a soft kiss on each knuckle.

“First, and foremost, darling, I am in charge. You do not tell me what to do, you ask, yes?”

“Yes, daddy.” His hands let go of hers, placing them on her hips softly and slowly, trailing them up her sides.

“Number two: what’s our safeword, princess?”

“Red.” His hands started to trail back down her body as slow and soft as they had going up.

“And when do we use this safeword?”

“When I’m uncomfortable or am hurting.” A chill ran down her spine as goosebumps coated her skin at the feeling of his skin on hers. He lifted a hand to her mouth, his thumb tapping at her lips for her to open, sticking the digit in for her to suck on it as he watched her.

“Number three: you ask permission to cum,” he said watching as she nodded her head, tongue swirling around the tip of his finger, teeth grazing lightly as he bit down on his bottom lip. “Number four’s a new one princess. And this is only for tonight, okay?” She nodded her head once again as he moved his finger from her mouth, standing up in front of her, only to lift her up and turn her around to place her on the bed. “Don’t you dare cum until I say so.” He pressed his lips to hers roughly as she returned the favor, hands running through his hair as he grabbed at her thigh, pulling her leg up to wrap around his hip while the other hand pulled out the panties she had taken off at the restaurant. “Arms up,” he commanded against her lips watching her eyes flicker with excitement, more than ready to lift her hands above her head for him as he dominated her. He tore the fabric at the seams so it would be easy to tie through the posts of the headboard, y/n’s eyes widening in shock. “You know how I feel about you not wearing panties in public. So next time, we’re going to keep them on, yes?”

“Yes, daddy,” she said, a blush on her face as he slipped her wrists through one loop, twisting the fabric before tying her tightly to the headboard, but not enough to cut off circulation in her wrists. He climbed off her body, making his way to her closet where he knew she kept her toys for when he was away. “Daddy.”

“Yes, princess?” he called out, pulling down the box on the top shelf, settling for the vibrator he had gotten her for her birthday the past year.

“What are you going to do?” she questioned, watching him return with the bright green toy, his shirt now unbuttoned as he pulled it from his shoulders onto the floor.

“I told you. I’m not going to let you cum,” he said turning it on to a medium speed, sticking it in his mouth to wet it before rubbing it lightly over her clit causing her hips to buck up towards him. “Hips stay down, princess.”

“But I didn’t say anything else bad,” she muttered, Ashton pressing the toy down harshly on her clit causing her to moan loudly before pulling it back to teasing her once again.

“You’re right, you didn’t baby. You were such a good girl until you went and took off your panties in the bathroom. So, now, I’m going to punish you.” He pressed down a bit harder on her clit, circling the vibrating toy over her nub as he turned it up another speed, letting the toy drop down to her opening to collect some of her juices, letting it trail back up rubbing over her. He legs started to shake as she tried as best as she could to keep her hips down, whimpers escaping her lips as she tried to hold it together. “You close, princess?”

“Y-yes, daddy,” she moaned, her hands pulling on her restraints as she cried out. “Can I cum?” she asked quickly, only to have the toy pulled away from her, a loud whimper escaping her lips as she breathed heavily trying to catch her breath.

“Why isn’t daddy letting you cum?” he questioned letting a finger trail up through her folds collecting the wetness spilling from her as she shook from the sensitivity.

“As a punishment,” she responded, eyes closed as she heard the vibrator turn on once again, bracing herself.

“And why is this your punishment?” he questioned pressing it to her her clit again as she moaned loudly once again, back arching off of the bed.

“Because you don’t like to hurt me,” she said quickly, panting heavily as pleasure took over her once again, her orgasm building up quickly from being denied the first time as she moaned loudly over and over, Ashton loving the way her body thrashed against the mattress trying to relieve herself. He’d rather watch her like this than watch her ass turn a bright shade of red, spanking her harshly. “Cum?”

“That’s not a full sentence,” he said, turning the speed up once again as she screamed trying desperately to hold it together, only to have him deny her orgasm for the second time. Her body fell back to the mattress, sweat starting to coat her body as she looked at him through hooded eyes. She could tell he was enjoying watching her beg, but knew he wouldn’t last much longer, especially when it started to become painful for her. He knew her body just as well as she did and what her limit was. He placed the toy down next to her body, situating himself between her legs, face level with her pussy, eyes gleaming at the amount of her arousal dripping from her onto her satin sheets. “Such a pretty pussy, baby,” he muttered letting his tongue lick a stripe up collecting some of her juices in his mouth before diving in, her arms tugging desperately at the restraints now, wanting to tug at his hair and push him deeper into her pussy. It didn’t take long for her orgasm to build up for the third time, now hanging on by a single thread as she tried to get the words to flow from her mouth.

“CanICum? CanICum? CanIcum?” she practically chanted, her words flowing together as he pulled back from her, another whine escaping her lips. “Fuck, Ash.”

“I’m sorry, what’s my name?” he asked gripping her face in his hand. “You didn’t seem to have any issues calling me daddy in front of the guys and management? Why not now in the comfort of your own bedroom?” She didn’t respond, letting her brain process what was going on. She desperately needed a release, but her cunt was so sensitive at this point, she wasn’t sure she could handle anymore. “I’m speaking to you princess.”

“I’m sorry,” she muttered looking into his eyes before looking away once again. “I’m so sorry.”

“I know you are, princess,” he said leaning up to press a kiss to her lips. “You’ve been such a good girl, handling your punishment.” He crawled off of her, feet touching the floor as he pulled off his pants and briefs, his cock standing at attention as he rubbed over his tip looking at her carefully. “You’ve done such a good job, it’s my turn to please you.” He didn’t bother with a condom, crawling back onto her before slowly pushing inside of her, letting out a moan from how wet and tight she felt around him.

“Fuck,” she moaned, her legs wrapping around him once again as he started to thrust into her at a quick pace, his hips snapping against hers harshly as one hand dug into her hip most likely going to leave bruises the next morning while the other held him up as she moaned loudly with each thrust. Her orgasm was approaching quickly, he could feel her tightening around her as she struggled to form coherent words, digging his face into her neck as he left love bites along her flesh.

“You can cum, princess. All over my cock,” he let out in a raspy breath, her body shaking from the orgasm as she squirted, the sight setting him over the edge as he pulled out, releasing over her sweat coated stomach as she caught her breath. They both took a minute to calm down, Ashton retreating to the bathroom to grab a towel using it to clean himself off of her before untying her wrists from the headboard, kissing at her skin repeatedly before peppering her face with kisses. “Was I too rough?”

“No,” she mumbled kissing his lips as she struggled to stay awake, Ashton catching the hint as he settled in next to her, cuddling her body tightly to his.

“I love you so much, baby,” he whispered in her ear as she nestled into his body even more than she already had.

“I love you too, Ash.”

i.
“Today i saw a post that only you and i would find funny, no one else gets my sense of humor like you do”

ii.
“Fuck i really miss you, i just needed you to know I’m always thinking about you”

iii.
“I went down to the park last night with my brother. The sky was so clear and i could see every star. It felt wrong to not be on the phone. I miss the sound of your voice”

iv.
“One of my friends is watching how I met your mother and she thinks Barney has a Capricorn rising. I’m fucking pissed”

v.
“A boy just asked me on a date, I don’t think I’m ready for this”

vi.
“I’m starting to forget what we used to talk about all day. I’m so scared of forgetting the way your laugh sounds.”

vii.
“I heard you have a girlfriend now, I hope she makes you happy and I hope she heals the parts of you I left exposed”

viii.
“I once heard when you have trouble sleeping its because your soulmate is thinking of you… are you laying awake tonight too?”

—  Messages I never sent//kayla
Dangerous Woman- Part 12

A/N: I actually enjoyed this part….

Warnings: Swearing/Fluff

Summary: You’ve caught the eye of Tony Stark to become the head lawyer for the Avengers. You never expected your life to change but fate has a funny way of turning everything upside down. 

Bucky x Reader 

Part 11/ Masterlist

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Dreams - Dean Wincester x Reader

Title: Dreams 

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Word Count: 2,634

Warnings: None

Prompt: I have a request,so maybe dean and the reader fell in love in high school or some point and then dean had to leave, but they made love the night before he left. He comes back to the town however many years later you want it and he sees the reader with a little boy and he’s distraught because he wanted that with her when the little boy turns dean just knows it’s his little boy because nobody could mistake those candy apple green eyes, im sorry for being so specific, and please choose the ending.

Dean had never forgotten about this town. From the moment he drove into town with the Impala, from the moment his eyes casted on the welcome sign, he felt his heart leap up to his throat. Even if his mind forgot about the name and about all of it he knew that his heart wouldn’t let him. He knew that his feelings were always going to be there and come heaven or hell there would be something to remind him of this town, even if all of his memories were wiped out.

But now they weren’t. He had all of his memories and he wished he would never let go of them. They were the only ones that kept him going in his darkest moments.

What do you mean you have to go?” the hurt in your voice and the way you pulled your hands from his shattered his heart in ways he never thought it was possible.

I-” he ran a hand through his hair “My dad said that today is- was our last day here. He got done with the case and we-we leave. First thing in the morning.” he swallowed thickly, holding back his own tears. He feared that this moment was coming, he knew it would inevitably, but he liked to pretend he had forever with you- or at least the rest of his life. That maybe by some miracle, that he didn’t believe in but you did, he would end up staying and his father would have no objection at it.

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Who’s Your Daddy?

/ Part 1 / / Part 2 / / Part 3 / / Part 4 / / Part 5 / / Part 6 /

Author: Joi A. Wade

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Warnings: Swearing, pregnant!reader, daddy!gladers

Summary: The creators sent up a new greenie instead of supplies…they weren’t expecting a girl. And to put the icing on the cake, she’s pregnant with a note rested upon her bulging belly. Once the note is read, and the girl wakes up…all hell will break loose.  Who is she? Why is she there? Who is the father of her baby?


What the bloody hell was that? Am I out of my bloody mind, he thought as he continued to limp to the other side of the glade. If it weren’t for the heat, you would be able to tell that he was flustered, embarrassed at the mistake he nearly made. Looking around, he made sure no one saw, sighing in relief once he concluded that he was right. 

He was already beating himself up for getting caught by Gally. Newt knew that he wasn’t giving Y/n CPR, only an idiot would believe that. He was just conflicted as to why he kissed her in the first place. It was like he couldn’t stop the urge and the next thing he knew…

“So what exactly is our game plan here?” 

Startled by the sudden intrusion of his thoughts, he turns to be greeted by Gally. With his arms crossed, his expression held one of irritation, which only brought an amused raise of Newt’s eyebrow. 

“I see you changed your shirt. If the child is yours, I would get used to being covered in vomit if I were you.” 

Gally only rolls his eyes, looking around. “Where is she anyways?” 

“I left her with Chuck, they’re currently with the gardeners.”

“Really? Cause I’m looking at Chuck right now, running after a piglet he just let get loose.” Gally looked past Newt, in the direction where the slicers were located. Turning around so fast, his neck nearly snapping, Newt indeed saw Chuck running after said animal that was no doubt about to be dinner. 

Cursing under his breath, Newt turns back to where Y/n was supposed to be sitting, only to see that she was no where to be found. Slowly panicking, he nearly had a heart attack when he saw who was walking hesitantly toward the maze opening. 

“Oh, shit.” Gally takes off into a full sprint, Newt not far behind him. Seeing the both of them running alarmed those around them, until they too saw who was getting a little too close for comfort. 

He had only left not even five minutes ago, how could she have gotten so close without anybody noticing? 

“Y/n! Get away from there!” 

Few more gladers took off running toward her as well, others shouting, but too far for her to hear any of them clearly. Her eyes were trained on the large opening before her, curiosity too grand to ignore the opportunity before her. What was the big deal, she wondered. Where had she seen walls like this before? 

Y/n was about to take a few more steps forward, only to be stopped by a couple of firm voices coming from the void that was in front of her. 

“Whoa, whoa, whoa!” 

“Stop right there, girly.” 

Squinting her eyes, she sees two silhouettes jogging toward her. Once the light had reached them, Minho and Thomas held looks of shock and relief. Thank God they got back earlier than normal; what the hell was she doing by the maze? 

Seeing that she stopped, a couple of gladers that were able to get to her before Gally could, grabbed her by the arms, quickly pulling her away from the opening. 

Stopping in front of them, Minho leaned backward to catch his breath while Thomas waved his hands at everyone that was gathering around them.

“W-What the [pant] the hell is she [pant] why the fu- [pant] Just gimme a minute…” He finally leaned forward, hands resting on his knees. 

“Why was she near the maze? Who the hell was supposed to be watching her?” Alby asked the crowd, all of them wondering the same thing. Gally and Newt had finally caught up, breathing heavily as everyone’s eyes were now on them. “Start talking, you two.” 

Newt looked around, finding exactly who he was looking for. “Don’t you hide from me, shank. I told you to keep an eye on her, not leave her in one spot then disappear!” 

Chuck revealed himself from hiding behind Winston, while holding the escaped piglet in his arms. He refused to make eye contact, knowing Newt’s were shooting daggers. Before he could explain himself, Alby cut right back in.

“I told you she was your problem, our way of living is on you four, and you’ll need all the time you need. Which means you don’t hand her off to someone else to watch her. As for the runners, today is your last day to run the maze until further notice.” 

“Wait, what?” Minho raised his eyebrows. “Alby-”

“We can’t risk giving you guys more portions of food so you’ll have your energy to run, we have to manage with what’s left.” 

“So, she’s not only in the way of our food and supplies, but our way out as well?” Ben interjected. “Anything else you want to take from us, princess?”

“Screw you, I didn’t ask for any of this!”

“Yeah, sure you didn’t-” 

“Knock it off, will ya?” Gally snaps, shoving Ben a few steps back. This seemed to surprise everyone, including himself, confused as to where the impulse came from. “Just…lay off, alright? She’s got enough to deal with as it is.”

Shaking his head, Ben stalks back to wherever he was before all of this. Everyone slowly goes about their business as well, all eyes never leaving the five of them while Y/n just looked at the ground in frustration. Now feeling even more that they were never going to trust her.

“I meant it, you four. She’s your responsibility.” 

With that being said, Alby takes his leave, leaving them to stand in front of the maze doors. The creaking of its gears being the only sound between the group as no one said anything for a good minute. 

“Shouldn’t someone give a pep talk or something?” Minho finally broke the ice.

“I just want to know what the bloody hell you were thinking, Y/n. I told you not to go near the maze, and what do you do? You go near it! I can’t keep you safe if you don’t listen-”

“I’m not something that needs to be looked after 24/7, Newt!”

"You are literally shucking pregnant! Yes, you do! And a lot more now, after that little stunt you almost pulled, we are definitely not letting you out of our sights. How could you be so bloody reckless, putting yourself in danger like that? If Minho and Thomas hadn’t come back in time, you could have gotten yourself killed!” 

“Newt..” Thomas warned, seeing that his tone wasn’t making things any better. 

“I don’t know who you are, or what you are to me, but I’m sick and tired of almost having a bloody heart attack every time you vanish!” 

“Cool it, shank.” Minho raised a hand slowly, trying to get him to stop. 

“Do you want to be the reason your baby dies? Hm? Because that’s exactly what’s going to happen if you so much as set foot into the maze!”  

“Stop it.” Y/n whispers, a single tear slipping down her cheek, making Newt’s breath hitch in his throat. “I get it, okay? You’ve all made it perfectly clear what a nuisance I am, I get it. But, what you’re not gonna do is put that kind of burden in my head.” 

Before they could see her cry, Y/n pushed past the Brit, walking somewhere she could be alone. But, not before adding, “And to think I thought you were different.” 

Once she was far enough, the remanding three that watched the two of them argue, exchanged looks. Minho sighs heavily, making his way to the map room, not before patting Newt’s shoulder.

“Nice talk.” 

He took his leave, as well as Gally. Silence filled the area yet again, this time leaving Thomas and Newt to suffocate in it. Now staring at the spot Y/n used to be, Newt now had something else to beat himself up about; why did she have to say that? As if he can’t handle his own shucking emotions as it is.

Looking up from his melancholy thoughts, he finally noticed that Thomas had been staring at him. 

“You mind telling me what the hell that was, just now? You’ve been the calmest one so far, what happened?” 

He had no answer to give, honestly. Newt was aware that all of what he was angry about came from somewhere else, deep down, but he hasn’t the slightest clue as to where. 

“Do you think it’s yours, Tommy?” 

The question threw him off guard. Not because if its random appearance, but because it was the same one he had asked Minho. Blinking a couple of times, his mouth suddenly ran dry; the thought of her alone made his heart speed up, no doubt.  Looking back at Newt, Thomas nodded his head ever so slightly, now catching Newt off guard. 

“Yes. Yes, I do.”  Definitely not the answer he was expecting. 

Nor was he hoping for.

Imagine: Waking Chris

Authors Note: This request made me a bit too happy since bearded Chris is like my fave Chris. With a little bit longer hair than Cap and combed back. You know the look. You know…. Anyway, anything for you babe. XOXO

Trigger Warning: Smut, Fluff

“ Ayeee. Lemme get an imagine with bearded Chris Evans where he’s asleep and you’re trying everything you can think of to wake him up and he just ain’t having it. So, you settle for rubbing his beard and that wakes him up.” -Anon


The feeling of Dodger’s tongue against my hand woke me. I could feel Chris’ arm around my waist, face nuzzled into my neck. I smiled at Dodger and slid from the bed to let him out. 

I walked outside, groaning at the bright sun that startled me awake. As I sat, I watched as he bounced through the yard, laughing to myself.

I walked back inside and started to make some coffee. Today was one of his off days so I could cuddle up with him after a nice cup to wake myself a bit. I walked back outside, sipped on my coffee and looked through my phone.

The texts that he sent last night were rare but definitely desired. A list of the things that he wanted to do to me. He did every single one except the last. My head fell sideways as I looked at what it was.

Wake you and do it all over again.

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Insecurites

Request: Hi could I make a request, with Bucky and reader, where reader really likes Bucky, but she’s really self loathing, and doesn’t think she’s good enough for him, and tony throws one of his party’s, she’s gets dressed up, but she’s Bucky with another girl, and leaves the party, but what she doesn’t know is Bucky likes her and wasn’t even listening to the girl, he sees her run and goes after her and confesses and it’s all really fluffy ending of that makes any sense 🤗

Pairing: BuckyXReader

Warnings: Swearing, Self-Hate, 

A/N: This took so long to write because my Dog wanted my attention so who was I to say no? Plus I had to study for finals :p any who I hope everybody enjoys!!!! <3

MASTERLIST

It wasn’t anything new. You hated looking in mirrors. Your reflection would show just what you wanted to forget about yourself. As a kid you had your fair share of bullies and not the greatest of friends at times…. Than you grew up and started working for the Avengers, you were excited to work for them and befriend them, that is until you actually met everybody. All of the Avengers were extremely attractive, and Wanda and Natasha, they are great friends but theywere drop dead gorgeous, and you just couldn’t see anything in yourself.

You groaned it was only 5 AM and your thoughts were already like this. You rolled out of bed giving up on the idea of sleep. Your feet hit the cold floor, “Hmm nobody should be awake yet.” you say walking to your door and sneaking out. Not that you would get introuble or anything, but your hair was a mess, you didn’t have any makeup on yet, and your attire was shorts and a tanktop you looked like crap, but you really wanted to get your day started.

When you got to the kitchen you started a pot of coffee and grabbed some bread to make some toast. That is until you heard two voices coming towards you, you quickly ducked behind the counter and hid. Yes this as childish but once you heart who the voice was, you were grateful for the cover.

“Steve, I don’t want to go to one of Stark’s parties, I never have any fun at those things.” Bucky groans. 
“Come on Buck, just this once?” Steve asks despirtely. You knew Steve had been trying to get Bucky to open up and become more social. It was apart of the “healing” process. SO Steve was trying to get the old Bucky to come out of him. 
“Fine but no trying to set me up or anything like that I mean what if_ Wait why is the coffee machine on?” Bucky asks. You curse yourself for not turning it off, you decided to get up even though you didn’t want to. Once you poped up Steve and Bucky both jumped. 

“Hey guys sorry.” you say not even looking at them, you knew you looked like crap, and just Bucky seeing you like this made you feel even more insecure about yourself. 

“God, what were you doing over there?” Steve asks. You shrugged
“I didn’t know who was coming.” you state still not looking up at them. 
“So you hid?” Bucky says chuckling a little, you felt your face heat up. ‘Stupid’ you thought. Little did you know that Bucky thought it was adorable.

“Well_um_ I’m going to go.” you say practically running out of there. When you got into your room you saw a glimpse of your reflection, “Great, I looked like shit.” you say falling onto your bed. You had gained a major crush on Bucky, but why would he ever like you back? Especially when he could have girls like Natasha and Wanda, you had seen the girls that would throw themselves at the boys. So why would Bucky ever want to choose you?

2 hours later. After getting yourself at least decent. You walked into the gym where the team was training. You hated going to the gym with the entire team. But_ everybody had invited you time and time again. Plus you got to see Bucky working out, so you started coming regularly, you never stayed as long as the team and you mainly stayed out of everybodies way. You looked over to see Bucky sparing with Sam, you couldn’t help but stare as Bucky all but destroyed Sam. 

“You know you could take a picture it would last longer.” Natasha says smirking, you looked down than walked over to the weights,
“I don’t know what your talking about.” you say shyly. 
“If I have to watch you pine over a certain Super Soldier for one more day than I am going to scream. Why not just go for it?” Natasha asks, you had to hold back your scoff, of course she would say that, you loved Natasha but she was so confident and beautiful of course she didn’t have to deal with insecurites. 
“Why would he go out with me?” you ask in practically a whisper (instead of starting a fight that you knew would blow up in your face.)

“I say you just need to go for it Y/n, I mean what’s the worse that could happen?” Natasha asks and smiles. 
“He could hear me.” you say and Natasha giggles, 
“Look, you might be suprised about Barnes. Ok.” Natasha says and you nodded “Just come to the party tonight, and come all dolled up okay!” Natasha says, you normally didn’t go tot the parties, you didn’t see any point in them, it’s not like you really would have anything to do there, and the girls that Stark invited were like models, you didn’t want to be pictured up with them. 
“FIne I’ll come. But only for a little.” you say shrugging your arms. 
“Well since your coming, how about you come shopping with me and Wanda later on today?” Nat asks smiling at you. You wanted to say no but you knew Natasha only meant well so you nodded in agreement.

5 hours later: You were at the store with Nat and Wanda looking through the hundreds of dresses that were in display before you. 

“So? I heard that Bucky Barnes was going to be attending the party tonight.” Wanda says slowly peaking over at you for a reaction which you gladly didn’t give to her. 
“Yeah, I heard Steve and him talking about it this morning.” you say pulling out a blue strapless dress, you knew Natasha or Wanda would could pull this off but you weren’t too confident in your own appearance in this.
“I love that dress Y/n, you should go try it on!” Wanda squeals in excitment, you nodded and decided it wouldn’t hurt just trying it on. 

As you made your way to the dressing room you saw Nat and Wanda still looking at dresses. You sighed and went into the chaning room, slipping out of your everyday clothes you didn’t look in the mirror, before putting the dress on. You didn’t look half bad. 
“Hey Y/n don’t come out yet me and Nat want to get changed than we’ll all see each other in the dresses.” Wanda says excited, you giggled knowing you did this as a teenager with your friends. You waited until the two were ready than stepped out. Wanda had grabbed a beautiful red dress, she looked amazing in it, than your eyes roamed over to Natasha, who as luck would have it was in the same dress you were wearing.
“Oh! I didn’t see you grab this dress Y/n here you can have it.” Nat said smiling at you. 
“Oh no! You can have it. It looks much better on you than it does on me.” you say nodding, which wasn’t a lie it seemed the dress you thought looked alright on you looked perfect on her. Of course.
“I think I already have a dress at home that I could wear, than I won’t have to spend money.” you say smiling trying to get the two girls to stop looking at you in confusion.
By the end of the shopping trip Nat had gotten the dress after you persuaded her to, and Wanda had tried on 3 different dresses before deciding on one, and you went home empty handed. 

5 hours later.
Yes you had taken 2 hours to get ready but you felt a little more confident than usual. You had done your make up and it ended up looking really good, you wore a beautiful black dress that you had been saving for a special ocasion. “Well this is as good as it gets.” you say smiling, the party started 10 minutes ago, that’s when your phone went off

Nat: ‘Y/n where are you? You said you would come.’
Y/n: ‘I just finished getting ready. I’ll be down in a minute.’


You text back checking on your appearance one more time before making your way to the elvator. 
“You can do this, I mean maybe Bucky won’t even be there.” you say stepping into the elevator. 

When you got to the party you instantly became extremely insecure, and would have probably turned around if it hadn’t been for Nat seeing you, 
“Y/n! Come over here!” Nat yelled our waving you over. 
You made your way over not looking up at anybody as you made your way to Natasha and Wanda. 

“Hey Y/n! You look amazing, any special reason?” Wanda asks an eyebrow raised. You felt your cheeks heat up than looked up and around for a certain somebody. 

And that’s when you saw it. Bucky was standing next to another girl. 
She was blonde and very thin. She was wearing a tight black dress and was standing so close to Bucky that you probably could barley fit a peice of paper there. 
You felt your eyes sting. No Bucky wasn’t your boyfriend, and no he probably had no clue that you even liked him. But it still hurt. 

“um_ I’m actually not feeling well.” you say smiling at the girls, “So I think I’m going to head back up.” and before anybody could stop you, you were gone. 
.

Bucky’s POV:

At the gym: I had been sparring with Sam when Y/n had walked in. I was trying to stay focused while I saw Nat go over and start talking with her. While I was watching them walk over to the weights Sam knocked me down. 

“You weren’t paying attention.” Sam frowned then looked around, “oh I see why Y/n came to the gym today.” Sam chuckles.
I had gained a crush on Y/n after she was hired. She was always so understanding and amazing, but I never had the guts to ask her out or anything because_ well I’m just not the same man I used to be, and who would want to be with a guy like me? 
“Shut up birdbrain.” I mummble back checking to make sure Y/n hadn’t seen me get knocked over by Sam she hadn’t and I was glad. Soon after Y/n left the gym Nat came over to me. 
“Hey Barnes, you’re coming to the party tonight right?” Nat asks smirking at me. I nodded. 
“But I probably won’t stay for very long.” I said, I never liked Stark’s parties, it just didn’t seem right to be with so many people I didn’t know or care about I would usually go and join during the cool down or after party that only the Avengers were ever at. 
“Good I’ll see you there than.” Nat says before skipping out.

At lunch: “Where are the girls?” I asked, Y/n, Wanda, and Nat seemed to be missing.
“Oh they went dress shopping for the party tonight.” Clint says sitting down with his sandwich. 
“Y/n is going?” I ask and Clint nods, before taking a bite of his sandwich.
“Yeah, Nat was telling me that she had convinced her in the gym to come to the party.” Tony says sitting next to Bruce who was eating his own lunch while reading something off of his phone. 
“Why? Hmm Barnes?” Sam asks smirking at me. 
“No reason just wanted to know.” I mumble before Steve walks in with a smile on his face. 
“Hey guy’s how’s everything going?” he asks sitting down next to me.

At the Party: 

I had walked in with Steve who liked to be on time to anything and everything. 
“Hey Steve!” Sharon yelled out Steve nodded and walked over to talk to her. “This is my friend Abby, the one I was telling you about.” 

“oh well this is Bucky, my friend.” Steve said, I scowled at him I knew he would do this even if I had begged for him not to. He was trying to get the old Bucky back, and I tried for his sake also but the flirting part wasn’t coming to me at all, and it didn’t help that I liked someone at the moment who I didn’t know how to approach. 

“Hi I’m Abby.” the blonde said smiling a little too wide. 
“Bucky.” I said nodding. Soon Steve and Sharon left, leaving me and Abby alone. 

“So what’s it like working as an Avenger?” she asks stepping closer to me. 
I awkwardly stepped away, “It’s good i guess.” The night carried on like this where Abby would try to “flirt” with me and I didn’t know what to do, overall I was uncomfortable, and wanted the night to end. 

And that’s when Y/n walked in, she wore a black dress and nude heels, her hair was done up in an updo. She looked amazing.
“So what do you think?” Abby asks pulling my attention from Y/n back to her. She had stepped closer to me again.
“Um What? Sorry I’m a little tired right now I think I’m going to go.” I say while Abby looked upset, I looked around and saw Sam who made eye contact with me than nodded.
He walked over to Abby and asked her if she wanted to get a drink with him. “You owe me.” he mumbled before taking her over to the bar.
I sighed out of relief than turned back to see Nat and Wanda but no Y/n, I looked around for Y/n but she was no where to be seen. That is until I saw her practically running towards the exit, and from what it looked like she was crying.

Y/n POV: 

You got into your room and slid down the door no longer holding back the tears, “Stupid, I’m so stupid. Why would he even like me. When he could have a girl like  her.” you said to yourself, taking your hair out of the updo that had taken you an hour to do. You walked over to your bathroom and saw your makeup running down your face, you took your heels off and than the dress trading it for a stained tank top and some shorts. 

You than heard your door open, “Y/n?” you heard Bucky’s voice fill your room. 
“Hey Y/n you in here?” he asks and you felt yourself panicking as you heard his footsteps get closer. You turned around so your weren’t facing the door, when he got there. “Hey. Are you okay Y/n?” he asks, and you held back your sob. 
“Yeah Buck I’m fine you should go back to the party.” you say holding the tears back. 
“Y/n look at me.” he said and you slowly obeyed. You hated that you looked like this but he was already taken so what was the point of caring about what you looked like infront of him now? 

“See I knew you weren’t okay.” he says softly, “what up?” 

“I just_ you know what it’s nothing.” you say turning around again, but before you could Bucky had grabbed your shoulder stopping you from turning around. 
“You can talk to me.” Bucky says nodding, 

“No Bucky I can’t. Okay. You wouldn’t understand.” you sob, “I don’t like the way I look, I think I’m ugly, and for some odd reason whenever I’m with you those insecurities become more of a reality to me. Because I really like you, and I tried tonight to push past that but than I saw you with the blonde girl that was all over you and_” you stopped talking once you realized that you had just exploded about everything with Bucky standing right there. 
“Wait are you saying that your_ no y/n, Abby she_ Abby was just one of Steve’s stupid set ups that I didn’t want. Ok listne to me. I like you, alot.” you look up at Bucky than shake your head. 
“Bucky don’t play with me.” you say sternly. 
“Y/n I’m not okay. The reason I never acted upon my feelings were because well I thought you would never like me because of my_ well my past and my arm.” Bucky says softly. You stood there in shock. He thought you wouldn’t accept him?

“Y/n, you are not ugly, and you shouldn’t be ashamed of who you are. I mean I wasn’t paying any attention to Abby once you walked in.” Bucky says taking your face into his hands. “Y/n out of all of the girls I know, you are the most prettiest, beautiful, amazing girl.” Bucky says leaning his forehead onto yours, 
“I don’t believe you.” you say wanting to push away but not being able to. Bucky shook his head than chuckled to himself, you had a tear running down your face and he pushed it away with his thumb. He than leaned down and kissed your lips softly. He than moved to wher you could feel his hot breath on your ear, “Now do you believe me?” he asks smiling.


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