i just need more of your beautiful face on my blog

this ask meme is based on the blog gravesuggestion.  i’ve divided it up into two categories  ( light  &  dark )  based on the themes.  some of these can be somewhat triggering seeing that the darker ones deal with a lot of death mentions.  please be cautious before continuing on!!

L I G H T

‘  at night i dream of you.  ’
‘  don’t give up yet.  you still have time to fix things.  ’
‘  falling in love with someone else is not a personal attack.  ’
‘  i am still so weak when it comes to you.  ’
‘  i can’t believe i let myself let you down.  ’
‘  i don’t care where we go when we die,  as long as i’m with you.  ’
‘  i dream of saying to you all the words i held inside until it was too late.  ’
‘  i feel so warm  &  safe when you talk to me.  maybe i could love you if you’d let me.  ’
‘  i finally let the right people in  &  i have never felt so loved.  ’
‘  i like the way your nails paint red stripes along my spine days after you’re gone.  ’
‘  i lived in your permafrost for twenty years  &  then you looked at me  &  i felt the warmth of spring.  ’
‘  i once wished you’d leave me alone,  but i take it back.  ’
‘  i want to be able to love someone else,  but you stretch your arms  &  spread your legs inside my heart so that there is no room for anyone or anything else.  ’
‘  i want to believe that we got it right this time.  ’
‘  i wonder how much longer i can cling to your light before it expires completely.  ’
‘  i would travel across the world to be by your side,  because as long as you are with me,  anywhere is a perfect place to me.  ’
‘  it took me awhile to realize it myself,  but you are not what other people say you are.  ’
‘  it’s not that i really need you,  but life would be pretty boring without you around.  there’s no one i would rather be with.  ’
‘  i’d like to stay like this for awhile.  ’
‘  life  &  death don’t have to be so boring,  let’s make both an adventure.  ’
‘  life imitates art,  they say.  i didn’t believe it until i started to notice the way your eyelashes look so much like tiny ink stroke.  ’
‘  live your life so that when you die,  souls will come for miles just to hear your historic tales.  ’
‘  make your exes jealous  &  your past self proud.  ’
‘  maybe you’re what i needed to find in order to move on.  ’
‘  never get caught falling harder.  they’ll never let you back up.  ’
‘  please don’t go.  ’
‘  some days it’s easier to just stop fighting it  &  succumb.  ’
‘  sometimes,  you’ll find it hard to keep going,  but you always will.  ’
‘  the desire i feel for you is that same itching,  insidious hunger that an addict has for their addiction.  ’
‘  the worst thing about you is that you weren’t all bad.  ’
‘  there is absolutely nothing  &  no one who can stop me.  ’
‘  there is no route of losing you that is without pain.  ’
‘  there’s still room for adventure  &  there is no one i’d rather have by my side.  ’
‘  things didn’t turn out the way i planned,  but i’m alright with that.  ’
‘  we could be really incredible together,  you know?  ’
‘  you are beautiful  &  vibrant  &  confident.  you are light  &  laughter incarnate  &  every fiber of your being screams freedom  &  joy.  when i am with you,  i am truly happy.  ’
‘  you are starlight incarnate,  from the grand way you sway your hips to the wide mysterious way you think.  blessed are any to be loved by you.  ’
‘  you are too afraid of the future to let go of a past that was never kind to you.  ’
‘  you call me yours  &  i have no idea what that even means to you.  ’
‘  you remind me of bubblegum  &  sweets;  soft  &  pink  &  warm.  you are strong in the gentlest way.  you are so stubbornly kind.  i wish i could be like that.  ’
‘  you still visit me while i sleep sometimes.  your fingers trace my spine  &  i listen to you breathe.  please stop haunting me.  ’
‘  ‘morbid curiosity’ is a wonderful way to describe how i feel about you.  ’

D A R K

‘  a thousand empty bottles  &  fist fights will never return to us what we lost that day.  ’
‘  everyone else has moved on,  but i am still here.  ’
‘  everything about you screams danger.  ’
‘  everything is worthless to you  &  you,  in turn,  became worthless.  ’
‘  for once in my life i want to be surrounded by people that i don’t feel like i need to impress.  ’
‘  freedom is really hard to get used to.  ’
‘  how could you do this to me?  how fucking could you?  ’
‘  i am becoming everything we always dreamed of  &  i am leaving you behind.  ’
‘  i buried you so well that you might as well have died.  ’
‘  i can rest easy knowing that the person i love is dead  &  not the monster you became.  ’
‘  i can’t look at you.  not now,  not ever.  ’
‘  i don’t ask how you’ve been.  what’s the point?  you’d lie anyways.  ’
‘  i dream of hearing the words i so desperately needed to lay your memory to rest.  ’
‘  i haunted this house first.  there is no room for you here.  ’
‘  i have a right to be upset.  i loved them too, you know.  ’
‘  i just want it to end.  i want it to all go away.  i want to go away.  ’
‘  i may be a wolf in sheep’s clothing,  but a snake hiding in the skin of a mouse is far more dangerous.  ’
‘  i saw your face today  &  didn’t feel anything.  i am free.  ’
‘  i tried to save you,  but you didn’t want to be saved.  you just wanted someone to suffer with you.  ’
‘  it’s almost as if you were never here.  ’
‘  it’s unhealthy to do these things,  you tell me.  you say it’s time to stop smoking,  time to stop gambling,  &  dammit,  i f you don’t stop drinking it’ll kill you.  i sure hope you’re right,  darling.  ’
‘  i’m always pleasantly surprised by how easy it is to kill you in my mind  ’
‘  i’m not really scared to die.  i’m more afraid that no one will miss me when i’m gone.  ’
‘  i’m not the person you left behind anymore.  there’s no one here to miss.  ’
‘  i’ve been dead far longer than i’ve been alive.  ’
‘  i’ve eaten nothing but flower petals  &  ivy for weeks because i want to be beautiful inside like you.  ’
‘  i’ve never been completely satisfied.  i most likely will still be unsatisfied long after my death.  ’
‘  no motive other than pleasure,  my dear.  ’
‘  one day i’ll go or you will.  either way,  it will be as if i’m losing a piece of myself.  ’
‘  our dreams  &  promises decay along with you.  ’
‘  the leaves change,  but nothing else does.  ’
‘  the only difference between avoiding  &  leaving is that now i’m not waiting up for you.  ’
‘  there is no such thing as a person who is required to love you.  ’
‘  there’s only so much that can be done to repair old damage.  ’
‘  things aren’t going as i hoped.  maybe if i die,  i can start over again?  better luck next time.  ’
‘  this is not something to be proud of.  this is a tragedy.  ’
‘  trying to get rid of me?  oh honey,  you’ll have to try much harder than that.  ’
‘  trying to get under my skin?  you’re nothing more than a pesky itch.  ’
‘  unlike you,  i can’t hide my identity when it becomes an inconvenience or a danger.  ’
‘  weeping is for gods  &  martyrs,  we cannot afford such luxuries.  ’
‘  would you even miss me?  ’
‘  you are not important enough to earn an eternal place in my heart.  ’
‘  you complain nonstop about being unloved  &  alone,  i can’t imagine what you’d be like if that were actually true.  ’
‘  you don’t know what it’s like.  ’
‘  you made this so fucking easy for me.  ’
‘  you should see me as a threat.  i will tear down everything you know until there is nothing left of you.  i am a walking threat.  ’
‘  you think i’m already gone,  but i’m still fighting.  ’
‘  you think i’m dead,  but i’m just dying.  ’
‘  you were never an addiction,  you were a fucking disease.  ’
‘  you wouldn’t dare cross me.  i am god  &  you are the soil beneath my feet.  ’
‘  your existence takes up so much more space in mine that we might as well be one entity.  ’
‘  your fingers are so cold  &  bruised,  but you’re still slamming your fists again the barricade as if it makes a difference.  ’
‘  your hair is tied in a noose  &  your fingernails are razor blades,  your lips are poison  &  i will gratefully kiss them.  ’
‘  your hatred has a body count  &  we will not forget.  ’
‘  your loss,  not mine.  ’
‘  you’re a sick fuck.  you know that?  ’
‘  you’re not gentle with me  &  i would never ask you to be.  ’
‘  you’ve trapped yourself so thoroughly in your own mind that it’s not even a rut anymore,  it’s a pit.   ’


recommended reading~

while you’re waiting for me to post or just looking for suggestions, i hope this helps! it took me ages to compile and i’ll update as i come across new pieces, so i hope that both readers and writers alike appreciate this’=) as a reader i know how satisfying it is to read quality fics, and as a writer i know how gratifying it is when someone acknowledges your work. i’ll be honest, it’s mostly smut and lots of fantasy!au because i am a mermaid princess, so of course i’m always thirsty; BUT it’s not all that this list is, i assure you there’s a nice mix of everything~

love always, 토끼 언니

my mobile master list.

last edited may 16 ′17 (top three are new)

*i edit this post constantly, so be sure to check it often for updates! i used to keep authors together, but now i just put the newest pieces at the top. i’m always looking for new material, so don’t hesitate to dm me some or drop me suggestions in my ask!

**if you have written or read any scenarios/fics of any genre for SF9, IKON, VARSITY, B.A.P, PENTAGON, VAV, or NCT please send them to me!! these groups need more love!!!


professor turned call boy (smut) || @aegyotrashcan

i can SO see taeyong as a strict prof omg, and this just in time for finals too ;)

lightweight two (smut) || @btssmutgalore

okay this was a lot angstier than i thought it was going to be but the storyline is good i enjoyed it. this one is for you jungkook noonas~

my teddy bear (smut) || @hyungjooki

points for creativity, wow this opened my eyes to a new world. didn’t exactly match changkyun but this deserved a spot on the list~

rhythm (smut) || @onlylovekpop

I AM SCREAMING SO MUCH CAN THIS BE MY LIFE PLEASE wow i’m not sure i’ve felt SO in tune with Y/N before lol. she actually felt like me this time. i’m always down for jooheon and you should be too.

nude two (smut) || @btssmutgalore

okay i’m not into sexting nor did i ever think i would be, but this scenario has changed my life!! accidentally sending taehyung a nude is actually the best thing ever, wow. I HIGHLY RECOMMEND THIS PIECE. it’s so well written, 10s all around. the dialogue is A+++++++

forbidden (smut) || @btssmutgalore

hoseok is one of your brother’s (taehyung) best friends and it’s hard to deny each other when you’re both around each other so often..

a secret || @stormae

MAE NEVER DISAPPOINTS!! college!nct and some sicheng yes please! technically there is slight smut but truthfully i think it’s the build up that makes it feel so intense so if you’re not in the mood for heavy stuff you should definitely read this.

control (smut) || @jungblue

i usually steer clear from dom!reader pieces because it’s not me at all BUT if i ever did venture out to try myself as a switch this is exactly how i think it would go down, realistically. i really really enjoyed this jimin one~

taste (smut) || @jungblue

poly!taegi help loosen you up while studying so ya know, so you can uh,, think better..:.

step-brother (smut) || @idolimagines

i actually read this one a long time ago but i lost it, but i found it!! so much angst and tension with soon-to-be stepbrother!jaebum oh my eff. it’s a mini series and markson have notable characters throughout! i cried a lot, i loved this so much.

arrangement (smut) || @the-goddesswrites

call boy!hyunwoo is already a yes please BUT this storyline makes it 10,000x better oh my gosh please read this. the appreciation i have for this piece is through the roof.

daddy devil one two (smut) || @dom-joonie

i am such a power sub and this gives me life!!! devil!namjoon ruler of all 7 levels of hell? how can you not be intrigued by this one. (i’m not super into “daddy” but i like the dynamics i just personally prefer another name haha)

the boy next door (smut) || @hansolmates

ROOMMATE!HANSOL!!! this one is so well written with such a good storyline and character development ah. jeonghan+jisoo have active parts in this as well. i cried too but what’s new lol.

misunderstandings (smut) || @hallyuwriters

if you’re new here, know now that i am SO into fantasy au. especially werewolf!! so here’s a mildly angst-ish vampire!you and werewolf!taehyung.

call boy (smut) || @caliboyjaeffrey

rylee and these nct call boy fics are gonna be the death of me. sicheng is such a sweetie, my gosh.

bonus round (smut) || @bxebxee

if i harbored feelings for hoseok this long i too would also give in at the stairwell *insert upside down smiley*

impatient (smut) || @bxebxee

royalty!au and prince taehyung, oh gosh. you’re betrothed to each other and he writes you private letters and ahh i am a mess already please read just read

wait for it (smut) || @workofteaguk

i am such a sucker for royalty!au and with  prince jungkook? hell yeah i’m going to love it. you’re also a princess, how can you not enjoy this one! there’s mild angst but hang tight because it all works out in the end!

call boy two (smut) || @caliboyjaeffrey

so this one was actually on the list AGES ago but sweetheart went and added a second part AND I LOVE IT EVERY BIT AS THE FIRST!! you need to read it!!1! but i do need to warn you that taeyong AND yuta are in this so you will have to wear your seatbelts okay bbies~

face riding (smut) || @17mounteens

there is so much more than just face riding lol but this minghao one shot is well written (as with everything else admin scooter writes – quality). i feel like minghao deserves more writers.. but yeah hehe

thin walls (smut) || @chokemewithjaehyunschoker

neighbor!jaehyun (i might have a thing for neighbor!jaehyun idk this is like the second one haha). this one was very different from the usuals, really really recommend~

jailbreak two || @jooheonster

criminal!jooheon. security guard!you (but you quit after the first, js). this two parter actually takes place like a year a part but that makes it even better? so much tension and feels my gosh.

on a dare (smut) || @badgirlfanfics

this wasn’t even supposed to be angst but i cried?? kihyun being an ass is amusing as always but this felt so real? ANYWAY the storyline is ridiculously good, the smut is amazing, and wah it’s just perfect in every way ok.

shotgun under the blood moon two (smut) || @2badseoulsad

okay i was so conflicted on whether or not to put my own writing but if you only ever read one thing by me LET THIS BE IT. smoker!taehyung but of all the other boys make notable appearances. it’s smut, but it’s funny too, and ah please just read this i promise you’ll enjoy it ok. probably the peak of my writing career.

say his name || @haeng-syo-peace

this fic is the reason i opened this blog to start writing again i kid you not. a must read. it has EVERYTHING in it, and copious amounts of angst and smut. jiho and namjoon!

sins and virtues (smut) || @blackpearl-scenarios

demon!namjoon, i’m kinda emo over this one.

passion (smut) || @deathbyyoongi

hobi angst-fluff-smut done proper!! realistic but dreamy, ah, i love it.

until we meet again || @alienpikachu

this ghost!taehyung piece will rip your heart out and piece it all together again and you’ll be crying and you’ll love it ok.

i don’t bite || @alienpikachu

eeeee vampire!yoongi and guess who delivers his packages..

tinder 2.0 (smut) || @tayegi

a fabulous concept with some angst and jungkook!!

adoration (smut) || @pleaseseokjin

werewolf!seokjin is your boyfriend but watch out for namjoon bc he’s in heat…

time of the month (smut) || @no-more-cream

werewolf!jimin yessss. also appearances by the other two rotten maknae.

why not? two (smut) || @monbebeaf

best friend!changkyun is so comforting and i need him in my life ahh.

territory (smut) || @imaginethisbts

dogboy!taehyung is such a cute concept ugh.

talk dirty to me (smut) || @idolized-scenarios

kiseok(simon d) and that low voice comE ON.

with love and money (smut) || @jaebumgotme

sugar daddy!yoongi realness. it’s got a good storyline, and yonni paints beautiful pictures in your head i’m tellin’ u~

blue bloods (smut) || @jaebumgotme

why do i love when jimin is abrasive but not? tbh pretty sad.

i’m not a kid, two (smut) || @drquinzelharleen

businessman!jungkook as your boss’ son with an actual storyline yay!!

scent, sweat, heat (smut) || @itsyvvngis

werewolf!jungkook dramaaaaa. chimchim makes an appearance too~

feelings || @tenpioca

this soulmate!donghyuck(haechan) is next level, really love the concept!

not to be || @tenpioca

ah soulmate!jaehyun for when things seem bleak but you just gotta make things happen.

soon, two, three ,four || @blubeeny

this novella should be published my gosh it’s flawless! romance, heartache, smut, fluff, it’s got everything. probably the truest piece to minhyuk as fiction can get~

from dust to dust || @jungkxook

warlock!jimin has my heart torn. there’s some smut in here but it’s light.

claimed (smut) || @ellieljade

tbh jimin is a real brat and gets jealous bc of how flirty hobi is around you but of course my heart is still fluttering after finishing this so..

elevator rides and expert tongues (smut) || @mystikimagines

a classic. oh yoongi…

roommates? two (smut) || @keurimnsuga

THIS ICONIC TWO PARTER WAS THE BEGINNING OF A BEAUTIFUL FRIENDSHIP. it holds a very dear place in my heart. also, who doesn’t want taehyung as a roommate.

princess (smut) || @daddyjooheon

jooheon is my ult so of course this is in here.

color you mine (smut) || @noir0neko

teacher!jimin oh be still my beating heart!

below zero (smut) || @noir0neko

in a world where you’re both rich but of course you’re still not enough (to everyone but taehyung). super angsty but i love hurting myself so

void, two, three || @ncttrashaf

if you like dying here’s a johnny trilogy. eloquently written though, bless~

just one day (smut) || @t-o-p-madam

I HAVE NEVER CRIED MORE AND LOVED IT SO MUCH. i’m not trying to shove this one down your throat but it’s perfect and you’re missing out. boyfriend!hyunwoo is so realistic and maybe that’s why it kills me.. (also, this deserves SO many more notes than it has?? wtf i don’t understand)

holier than thou || @stormae

tattoo artist!ten needs soo much more appreciation ahh a true work of art~

hellion (smut) || @stormae

demon!ten sounds hot (and it is wow) but tbh i cried at the ending.

salt and iron || @i-would-rather-be-queen

bodyguard!jooheon is something you didn’t know you wanted until now.

inbetween (smut) || @bangtanboysboo

i am literally mega heart eyes for every fantasy!au this fairy dumpling(i hope you take that as a compliment?) writes. nymph!taehyung on this piece, eek!

instinct (smut) || @bangtanboysboo

it’s mating season and both you and your mate werewolf!jungkook are going crazy. werewolf!jimin is your brother. i’ve read this one so many times you’d think i’d have it memorized by now but nope.

strangers (smut) || @the95liner

wealthy and sophisticated jimin yes please. also, you’re in art curator, go you! i thoroughly enjoyed this one.

the switch (smut) || @kookingtae

IF UR INTO SCI-FI AND STAN BTS THEN DIS 4 YOU B

the equation of love || @kookingtae 

professor!yoongi gosh this series has dragged my heart over the whole damn creation, i love death.

la douleur exquise (smut) || @kookingtae

okay i’m really not one for “the other woman” type scenarios but frick man, this one got me crying on my knees. taehyung angst ouch.

triplicity (smut) || @kainks

poly!yoonseok, honestly i’d probably make a deal out of something dumb like this too so #relatable.

just like honey (smut) || @taehyugme

a proper sugar daddy!seokjin

mine (smut) || @whoistaehyung

super intense alpha werewolf!namjoon. i really enjoyed the detail of character rank, it added to the story a lot. werewolf!jaebum is in here too but it’s not about him.

a sip from the grail (smut) || @asexpectedofthestork

being a donor to vampire!jungkook just got a little more exciting..:.

delicacy || @failaise

very unique vampire!jooheon, really beautifully written~

internet fiend || @thedreadedsweaterinyourcloset 

neighbor!jaehyun steals your wifi to watch porn, giving you viruses lol. v entertaining!

Reasons to watch the New Russian Holmes series (2013)

I’ve blogged a lot about this show over the last month or so, but I’ve been meaning to make a big post about it all in one place, so here we go!

Originally posted by spiritcc

A brief intro for those who care:

Sherlock Holmes (2013), or, as it seems to be popularly called, New Russian Holmes (as opposed to the old Soviet Holmes), is an eight-episode Russian-language Sherlock Holmes adaptation directed by Andrei Kavun, starring Igor Petrenko as Holmes and Andrei Panin as Watson. It first aired in Russia in November 2013, but has had no official English release.

So where can I watch it?

Despite the limited release, all eight episodes are available on Youtube, with English subtitles, translated thanks to the excellent @spiritcc​.

Yeah but why should I watch it?

Because it is excellent. I don’t want to spoil people too much because discovering things yourself is really the best, but let’s be a bit more specific:

The opening credits:

Even before the first scene, we get treated to a beautiful opening sequence with really great music, but this isn’t just a sequence to shove credits in your face, it’s not even just an aesthetically pleasing series of shots of Watson’s notebook, the opening sequence forms part of the episode and part of the series as a whole.

Every opening is unique, from the images to the voiceover, and is as much a part of the story as the substantive scenes themselves. 

The refreshing take on canon:

If you’re going to watch this, you need to know that the fundamental premise of the show is that the ACD canon lies. Watson’s “stories” are just that: stories. Holmes in real life is different, Watson is different, Mrs Hudson is different, the cases went differently, hell, even Gregson is different. So if you’re looking for a faithful replication of canon, this isn’t the show for you, but once you take on board this fundamental premise, it’s fantastic because it forces you to think about canon in a new light, and to consider the implications of Watson as an unreliable narrator.

You’ll get to see how and why Watson came to write “canon” the way he did, and you’ll get to see how everyone reacts to it. Every other adaptation (with the exception of Bert Coules’ radio series perhaps, but even that adheres to canon quite strictly) treats canon as more or less the “truth” and bases their version off that to create an output; this show treats canon as the output, and works backwards to imagine the “true” series of events behind it. This aspect (at least for me) was one of the most delightful themes to watch develop throughout the episodes, and it really shows how much original thought and passion went into the conception and creation of the show.

Watson as the true protagonist:

This sort of follows on from the fundamental premise of the canon stories being mere stories. Watson is the person through whom we get to know Holmes; everything we read is Watson’s doing, so it’s natural that the protagonist should also be Watson. We see the world from Watson’s perspective.

It’s not a story about this genius Holmes and his sidekick Watson, it’s a story about Watson and his adventures with this intriguing man, Holmes, and in that way it makes the show very grounded and very real.

Holmes the nerd:

For some reason, Igor Petrenko’s Holmes has been likened to Robert Downey Jr.’s Holmes, but I don’t think that’s accurate at all. Whereas RDJ’s Holmes veers more towards grubby cocky action hero who happens to be good at reasoning (and I don’t say that with any scorn), Petrenko’s Holmes is very much grounded in the same sheer intellect that defines canon Holmes, only this version is a more flawed, nervous character, which I think makes him more interesting. Petrenko does an excellent job with the quirks and mannerisms of the character. He also keeps insects in jars in his room.

nerd.

Watson the military man:

A lot of adaptations emphasise Watson’s role as a doctor, but few seem to remember that he was also a soldier, so it’s refreshing once again to see this series not only acknowledge that military background, but to explicitly keep it front and centre the entire time.

Watson the surgeon:

For all its joviality, the show doesn’t shy away from graphic realities either. Watson is more than just a doctor, he’s a surgeon. We see him handle the scalpel more than he does the stethoscope.

Watson the badass:

Yeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh

Watson’s facials:

I know I’ve posted a lot about this but seriously Panin’s acting is really one of the highlights of this show, he was such an excellent actor, absolutely convincing in his role.

Brand new revised subtitles by yours truly!

Over the last two months I’ve gone through and edited all the English subs for the series, so hopefully everything will read a lot smoother! Any remaining mistakes are entirely my responsibility.

The humour:

Sort of reminiscent of the tone of the Soviet series, this series shares that light-heartedness, but it sure as hell isn’t a joke either. It’s not dark and edgy for the sake of being dark and edgy. It doesn’t pull the cheap trick of taking advantage of your feels. The series sets out to tell a story and it tells a beautiful story and you will genuinely love the characters for who they are. And you will feel good about it. Yes, you will even love Lestrade.

Watson taking a bath:

The hilariously bad English (I laugh in good faith):

The creepy autopsy  man:

This weird ass scene:

Originally posted by nitefise-art

Kilts!

Moriarty hiding in the first fucking episode no less

not showing you, you have to spot him yourself

And finally, their timeless friendship:

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Never has a show felt more genuine or more satisfying to watch when the final credits roll. This is a Sherlock Holmes that has had thought, love, and appreciation poured into its making, and it shows. 

So, llamas, go forth! You can watch the entire series here. I hope you have as much fun as I did :)

Long, Lean, and Lethal

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 1,106

Summary: The Reader finally takes things into her own hands when it comes to her feelings for Dean. 

Warnings: Consensual voyeurism, mutual masturbation, Reader being sneaky, Dean being cheeky.

A/N: This little drabble stemmed from a conversation with @salvachester about Dean and his physique. And well, it ended up naughty, I’m not sorry. So, here ya go. 

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He’s all muscle and sinew, coiled strength and energy, long, lean limbs and broad shoulders taking up more space than should be legal. Every movement is calculated, every action purposeful. Watching him work is like watching a choreographed dance; trained hands loading a gun, handling knives, fighting monsters, driving his car. It’s nothing if not sheer beauty.

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The Signs with a Broken Heart

This post is essentially based on my/my friends’ real life experiences.I’ll also try to include some advice how to get over this struggle. Your Sun & Venus Signs matter!

I think that today, after having written some love posts, I had to think about those who spent this day alone, because they are comfortable with it, because they don’t need anyone, or maybe because their heart isn’t healed enough to start dating again. And it’s totally fair. Heartbreak is way too underrated lately in my opinion, we think about those with a sickness, we think about those who are poor, we say that as long as you are healthy, have a place to sleep, have something to eat, you must be happy, but sometimes an emotional wound is a lot harder to heal than a physical one. When you love someone, they become the most important part of your life. You share your days with them, you miss them, you decide where to go for a dinner together because you want them to be happy too, you basically change your whole lifestyle to fit theirs. And then if one day, they decide to take their love away, it feels like only half of your life is left and you ask yourself questions how it’s possible to make it stop just like that, from one minute to another. This is why it’s so hard to get over a broken heart. And sometimes it’s even worse to lose someone who never even was yours. You start questioning everything, why does life play such a prank on you and makes you meet them, like them, fall in love and all this for nothing, because they don’t share your feelings. A person questioning themselves, thinking that they aren’t good enough for a person they love, that someone else is and they aren’t, is probably one of the most hurtful feelings.

So here’s how I see the signs being hurt and hopefully this will help a few of you. Not because you will read this post and your pain will suddenly go away, no way, I just want you to know that there’s always someone to understand exactly how you feel, that you’re not alone.

ARIES:

As an Aries, you can be very emotional, but real feelings don’t reach you too often. Quite careless in your young years, you might be attracted to people physically, like them in different ways, call it love, feel sadness about losing them, but only the pain of a broken heart will tell you it was real. Because 

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how to be a minimalist student

a lot of minimalism blogs/youtube channels are directed at older people with houses and jobs, rather than students living with their parents going to and from school; but that doesn’t mean minimalism can’t be for students/teenagers too!

I thought I would write some tips and tricks for being a student minimalist and why it’s worth a shot:

how to:

1. cook with friends rather than buying takeaways or go for walks instead of sitting inside watching films. make the most of the time you spend with friends (and spend less money while you’re at it)

2. stop scrolling and turn off notifications. I’ve switch off all notifications on my lock screen (except for essentials like text) and have muted all non-essential chats so I only have to know about them if I have chosen to go on my phone for that purpose. this is a really easy way to get rid of distractions

3. practicality > aesthetic. I agree that colourful beautiful notes are lovely but they aren’t necessarily worth your time. use your time effectively and don’t rewrite pages of notes just because you had to cross something out and now it’s ‘ruined’. 

3. trade your busy life for a full one by doing one thing at once. learn to focus on one task at a time and give it your full attention. this isn’t just about studying, but also about social events. if you’re meeting a friend, spend the time with your friend, not on your phone. devote yourself to each thing you’re doing and plan your time

4. remember: just because its on sale doesn’t mean you need to buy it. just because you have money doesn’t mean you need to spend it. 

5. say no. its easier to take back a no than it is to take back a yes. don’t feel obliged to sign up for everything and do everything for everyone. put yourself first and don’t feel guilty

6. try the hanger trick. hang all your clothes on hangers facing the same direction. twist the hanger around after you wear something. after a month, donate everything that hasn’t been twisted round to charity 

7. cleanse your social media: unfriend people you don’t know anymore. unfriend people who are negative. delete the apps you don’t use. unsubscribe from channels/newsletters that no longer interest you. declutter your online life

8. cleanse your real life relationships: stop spending time with people who put you down. end your unhealthy relationships. be honest with people you care about. put yourself first

9. record your favourite show or watch netflix. avoiding adverts frees you from the endless cycle of always wanting to have the next big thing

why it’s worth a try:

1. teaching yourself to switch off from social media and learning to spend more quality time with people face-to-face is liberating

2. everything is easier when you have a clear(er) head. having less means you have less to worry about

3. you’ll save money surprisingly easily. the money you spent on takeaways or shoes you thought you needed because everyone else had them can be put towards bigger things that will make you happier e.g. travelling or can be saved for the future

4. you can focus on your mental and physical health more when you aren’t distracted by your phone buzzing all the time and aren’t basing your happiness on keeping up with the latest trends

N.B. don’t expect to ‘get’ minimalism overnight. I definitely still haven’t cracked it. start small and slowly implement minimalism into different areas of your life. figure out what works and what doesn’t. minimalism is personal so there is no ‘right’ way of doing things.

just because minimalism can be about having less, doesn’t mean you have to throw away your beloved book collection. if it makes you happy, keep it; if it doesn’t, let it go.

#DateMeBuckyBarnes (Part 9)

Summary: When Hollywood’s heartthrob Bucky Barnes breaks up with his girlfriend, you jokingly tag him in a selfie on Instagram to express your desire to date him. What you don’t expect is a response from the man himself [Modern AU].

Word Count: 1,185

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6 - Part 7 - Part 8

A/N: Here’s another update for you guys :)

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“It’s a date.”

“It’s not a date.”

“Yes, it is.”

“No, it’s not, Wanda,” you affirmed with a shake of your head, smoothing out your blouse before slipping on your flats. “It’s not a date. We are going out as friends. That’s what he said to me.”

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*.:。♦ ⋅ ⋆ — MUSING TAGS - QUOTE EDITION

i recently hit a huge milestone & reached the 2nd birthday for this blog, so i wanted to do something cute to give back & say thank you !!! with that being said, under the cut you’ll find 828 quotes that can be used for character musing tags ! they’ve been categorised into different labels ( eg. the baby doll, the lothario, the vixen, the cataclysmic, etc ) so some quotes may appear under more than one category. i do, however, recommend checking out all the categories !! they were just listed by my own interpretation and definitely aren’t limited to a certain label in the slightest. the pronouns used are simply what was used in the original line but can obviously be changed to fit your character. depending on personal preference, some may be a little too long but can be shortened down pretty easily. a general trigger warning is to be placed for these as they do reference some sensitive topics ( drugs, alcohol, sex, etc ), as the tags on my blog do. i believe that covers it all !! if you find this useful, please do like and/or reblog ! also, please let me know if you’d like to see a part two of this ! you can find the lyric version of this right here for more suggestions !!

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Stay [Daryl Dixon x Reader]

You’ve been doing a lot of rick and younger reader fics but could you do a younger reader and Daryl fic? Like she’s 18-20 and has either been with the group since the start or could be Ron’s sister in Alexandra (whatever one is easier for you to write) and some nice dirty smut happens? Thanks and love your blog!

Here you go anon, Daryl smut as requested! Hope you enjoy! 

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Words: 2,098

Warnings: SMUT, spanking, swearing, unprotected sex

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  If there was one thing about Dean Winchester, it was that he was always right. Even when he was wrong, he was somehow right at the same time. Most of the time, he did it to piss her off. Getting a rise out of her was something he enjoyed, especially when she would chase him around the bunker kitchen, trying to attack him with a smile on her face. 

  He argued with her until she was blue in the face some nights. It was usually about the stupidest things too. Old movies. Who saved who on the hunt. Who can drink more. The list went on. Anything he could argue with her about, he did. He enjoyed it. He enjoyed being right and proving her wrong. 

  But the thing is; Dean Winchester was always right.

  Even when he didn’t want to be. 

  When she came home with tears in her eyes one night. He knew yet again he was right. She went on a date, another one with a guy he knew wouldn’t treat her nearly as good as someone like he, would. She smiled weakly, trying to show him that she was a big girl and that she would get over this. Deep inside, Dean knew she was hurting inside. He knew she wanted something more than a one night stand. He knew she was worth more than one night. A girl like her deserved someone to give her everything she ever wanted.

  He wanted to be that guy so bad. But he knew a girl like her would never settle for a bad guy like him. 

  Instead, he got up from his seat at the table. He wasn’t going to fight with her on this one. He knew by the look on her face that she was expecting him to make a comment, rub it in her face. But he didn’t. He wrapped his arms around her, comforting her in the way he knew she needed. She didn’t fight him on it. She just melted into him, pouring her tears into his red flannel shirt. She was so looking forward to this date and it had gone horribly wrong. 

  He placed a kiss to the crown of her head before resting his cheek on her head. He held her tightly until her sobs subsided. She pulled away from him, wiping her eyes. Her make up had been ruined by her tears. He hated every guy who had hurt her even more now. 

  “Why don’t you go change into your pyjamas and you and I will take you on a Dean Winchester date. I’ll make a quick picnic basket, and grab a few blankets and we’ll take off down the open road and I’ll show you what it’s like to go on a proper date with someone who actually cares about who you are instead of what you’ve got underneath your clothes,” he told her. She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth, her mind reeling over what he just asked her. He could tell she was unsure, but she nodded her head.

  “You don’t have to, Dean. I already had one pity date today, I don’t need another,” she sniffled, looking up at him with her beautiful Y/E/C eyes. 

  “I know I don’t have to. I’m doing it because I want to,” he assured her, taking her small hands in his. “I’m doing this because I should have asked you a long time ago. Instead, you went out with guys who don’t care enough about you to treat you like you deserved to be treated.”

  “And you want to do that?” she questioned.

  “I want to do that,” he stated. “Besides, I know you can’t resist me. I’m never wrong.” She let out a laugh, making Dean smile. He had never been so thankful for a date gone wrong. 

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I won’t let that happen again - Clay Jensen x reader

Note : This imagine ain’t mine, all the credits goes to @messrmoonyimagines, she simply asked me to post it on my blog for her. 

Warnings : none except a really cute love declaration


It had been around three weeks since Clay Jensen had passed the tapes on to Mr. Porter, the crappy guidance counsellor. And you knew this because you too, were on the tapes. However, like Clay, you didn’t deserve to be. Hannah devoted a tape about how you and Clay should be together because you both loved each other but felt bad because it was Hannah’s feelings that got in the way between the two of you. When you listened to your tape you cried, even though Hannah told you not to, you couldn’t help letting a few fears through. She was your bestfriend, your rock. She just wasn’t strong enough to carry on. And as much as you hated her being gone and no longer being able to go to Monet’s for a hot chocolate without being reminded of the good times you shared there, you realized that in the end it was her decision and she’d want anyone to respect that. So you tried. You really tried to respect it. There were some days, that got to be too much, when you were just too afraid to be lonely, too afraid that Bryce might have another roaring party and you would decide to go. But after Hannah died, you and Clay stuck to each other like glue. You were too afraid to address what was on your tape, however, you carried on loving him anyway. You heard Clay in the guidance counsellor’s office talking about Hannah, “I cost a girl her life, because I was afraid to love her.” And it broke your heart. Hannah was wrong about the feelings being two sided, Clay loved Hannah, not you. You tried to let it go. You tried to get over that he was still in love with your dead bestfriend. But one day, something was off, Clay was shaking with nerves, stuttering and flinching every time you tried to touch his arm to make him tell you what was going on. He was so nervous, he eventually shouted “I HAVE TO TELL YOU SOMETHING !” Which made you jump but gesture for him to carry on.

“I have to tell you something because last time I didn’t and last time didn’t end up well. (Y/N), I cost a girl her life because I was afraid to love her.” You nodded and let a few tears trickle down the side of your face. “But that won’t happen again. Because I swore to myself after the tapes and this whole lawsuit mess was over, I’d finally tell you.” You nodded, meaning for him to continue. “(Y/N), I’m freaking in love with you! And I think, a part of me always have been, and always will be. I never want to leave your side because I’m too afraid , afraid that one day you’ll walk out that door and end up like Hannah. But I can’t, won’t let that happen, I love you. I love you. So damn much. I would throw myself off a cliff if you asked. And the terrifying thing is, I’m not scared. I’m not scared to love you because I think you feel the same. I’m not scared to love you because you’re beautiful and funny and kind and amazing, all rolled into one. And that smile, don’t get me started on that smile. (Y/N), you’re beautiful and I love you. You’re beautiful and I love you. So, yeah. Maybe you don’t feel the same and this was some big mistake that I shouldn’t have done. But damn it, I can’t be too afraid to wake up, knowing you might not be at school when I get there. I’m not experienced in girls or relationships, god knows I did a shitty job with Hannah. But I think, this time, with you, I can be better, you make me better.”

You had a hand over your mouth and tears were rolling down your cheeks but you still managed, “Clay Jensen, since Hannah died, I’ve been a mess. But you, you’ve made my soul sing and my heart laugh in ways you can’t even imagine. Every time I see you my heart pounds in my chest because of how much I love you.” Clay was smiling, he would never admit it but he had a few tears in his eyes too.

“(Y/N), do you think you’d like to be my girlfriend ?” Clay asked, taking your hand.

“Yes, of course I would.” You assured. He leaned down slowly and your eyes met. You stared into each other’s eyes before crashing your lips against his. You quickly put a hand on the back of his neck, running your fingers through the baby hairs there. He smiled into the kiss and with your other hand you squeezed his hand in yours. You pulled away slowly and rested your forehead against his.

“Clay Jensen, I love you.”

“I love you too, (F/N) (L/N). More than you’ll ever know.”


A/N : Don’t forget that talking to someone can help you, so I’m here if you need. If you want, just send me a message anonymously and I’ll do my best to cheer you up :)

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Misfire [Chapter 3]

Summary: The four times Bucky tries to ask you out and fails.

Warnings: swear words, that’s all!

a/n: This part is a little different, but it returns to my normal writing style right after the first part. I’m actually kinda sick, so i apologize if this isn’t as good as the other chapters

Chapter 1 || Chapter 2

The Sinkage



Tony has created a chatroom. 

Tony added Wanda, Natasha, Clint, Bruce, Bucky, Sam.

Bucky: SAM

Sam: WHAT

Bucky: STOP SENDING ME REJECTION PACKAGES. I DON’T WANT TO DATE YOU

Sam: YOUR LETTER SAID OTHERWISE

Bucky: SHOVE THAT LETTER UP YOUR FUCKING BIRD HOLE, YOU PIGEON-”

Tony: What a pleasant, calm family we are

Bucky: Shut the fuck up Tony. You’re not the one who’s been receiving- 

Sam: Bucky check your door, you’ll find something there

Bucky:  

DAMN IT SAM I WILL SHOVE THIS FLOWER UP YOUR ASS

Clint: Y'all are talking about shoving things up each other’s asses without me? I thought we were a team

Bucky:

Sam:

Bucky: I need a break

Tony: We all do, Mother Russia

Bucky: Why in the ever loving fuck am I Mother Russia? I want to be Father Russia

Tony: Because of your hair, Rapunzel

Bucky: EXCUSE ME-

Tony: How about we all go camping?

Clint: Yeah, okay. I’m out

Clint has left the chat.

Bruce: I’m with him. 

Bruce has left the chat

Tony:

Tony: Natasha? Sam?

Natasha: I don’t think I’m in this time Tony

Natasha has left the chat

Tony: ok you all fucking suck

Tony: Sam?

Sam: I don’t mind going camping

Tony: FINALLY

Bucky: That means I’m out

Tony: Y/N?

Y/N: I’ll join too

Bucky: Well would you look at that!! Nature!! Trees!! Lakes!! My home place!! I’d love to go camping

Sam:

Sam: smooth ass motherfucker

Tony: Very subtle Barnes

Wanda: May i join in as well?

Tony: Of course! Okay so Sam, Wanda, Y/N, Rapunzel-

Bucky: MOTHERFU-

Tony: -and myself. Perfect! See you all tomorrow

Tony has removed Wanda, Y/N, Sam, Bucky.

Tony has left the chat.


Bucky didn’t have Steve to rely on to supply ideas on how to ask you out since he was on a mission with Vision, and Tony would just start blasting Christmas music as loudly as possible to block out any of Bucky’s requests.

He had to science this shit out himself.

And by that he meant that he’d Google it.

Serenade her at the bonfire with an instrument that you can play!” He could feel the vomit rise to his mouth as he turned pink in embarrassment. What the fuck even was this?

Take her out on a walk, offer her something sweet, like candy-

“Are these instructions on how to ask a girl out, or how to kidnap her?” Bucky nearly shrieked and punched the person who spoke behind him before realising it was Quail Boy.

“What the hell Sam?” he yelled, shielding his phone away.

“Look man. If you want to ask Y/N out, I’ll help you. But for the love of God, don’t follow the last one. The first one was perfectly acceptable.” He ignored Bucky’s cries of protest as he flung himself over the couch to join him.

“I wasn’t- I-”

“Oh come on. The letter clearly was meant for the postbox next to mine, and I see the way you carried flowers around for her the first time.” Sam scoffed.

“If you knew about the letter then why-”

“Because it’s fun messing around with you. Now, the main business.”

“I don’t know how to play an instrument,” he mumbled, looking down. Fuck it, he had decided, I’ll take all the help I can get.

“Good thing I know how to play, then.”


When Tony meant camping, he didn’t mean out in the wilderness, trees everywhere camping.

Oh no, he meant massive-backyard-of-my-summer-forest-house-camping-where-there-are-no-wild-animals-and-no-dangers camping. 

“I was told that camping was not exactly in this kind of an environment.” Wanda stared at the large house ahead of her.

“That’s because it isn’t.” Sam answered, equally weirded out.

“We’re not camping inside the house, God. We’re camping a 1 mile and a half away from it.” Tony huffed, trudging forward, leaving the others to follow. 

Sure enough, he led you all through the house and out the back door, not even giving you all enough time to appreciate the interiors, into the thick forest of trees.

A path was made along quite clearly, leading into the thick blanket of trees. The smell of the bark and wet leaves made you smile as you revelled in the feeling of fresh air.

The path took a sudden turn before opening out into a large clearing. The sky was perfectly blue as you could see due to the sufficient lack of trees in this part.

But what gathered the most of your attention was the gorgeous body of water a few hundred metres away from where you were standing. You could see the small movements in the lake as the sun shone off it, reflecting the light in the most beautiful manner,

“Damn,” Sam muttered, everyone either humming an agreement or nodding along.

“I want to build a tent!” Wanda’s accent cut through the silence, making you smile fondly at her excitement. 

“Great, you can build mine too while I go check out how my house is doing, then. Thanks, bye!” Tony said quickly before stalking off, leaving you to stare behind him.

“Pepper would have his head if she was here,” you noted making Sam snigger.

“Hey Y/N. Do you want to go check out the lake with me?” Bucky asked, giving a weird look to Sam.

“But what about the tents?” you asked concernedly, not wanting to leave all the work load on them.

“Me and Wanda can do those. You guys go do whatever.” He rolled his eyes at Bucky, sending you a small smile as he beckoned you towards the lake. “Have fun.”

“Come on.” Bucky gently grabbed onto your hand, sending butterflies into your stomach as he tugged you along with him. “I think I saw some boats there. Do you want to go out onto the lake?”

“Do you know how to work a paddle boat?” You asked, raising your eyebrow.

“Well… no,” he admitted. “But it can’t be that hard, right?”

“I think we’ll be able to manage it.”

It took hardly 2 minutes to get the boat out into the water due to the fact that both of you were pretty strong. Just as it hit the water Bucky leapt in, picking up the oars that were on the floor of the boat and handing one to you.

“If we lose our balance, we’re both going to drown to death.”

“Ever the optimistic one, Y/N.” You simply winked at him, making him nearly drop his oar into the water as he rowed it in sync with yours. 

He was sitting opposite to you, leaning slightly to the left to balance out the both of you, his back facing the evening sun. His metal arm glittered in the light, a thin sheet of sweat covering his skin, and you could swear that he looked ethereal in that moment as he smiled at you, the focused look on his face leaving for a second.

The water ripples made a calming sound, the only noise in the surrounding other than the occasional grunts Bucky made, making you wish that you had a gallon of holy water to wash out the thoughts in your head.

The small chirps of birds made both of you turn your head every now and then to see if you could spot them. It was serenity at its best, and exactly what you needed after being put on back to back missions in this past week.

A small smile overtook your face as you saw the fishes darting around under the crystal clear water, not staying in one place for more than a few seconds.

As you looked back at Bucky to tell him you were almost at the centre of the lake, you found him already gazing at you with an intense look.

“What’s wrong, Buck?” you inquired, feeling fluttery and nervous at the same time under his expression.

“I- I wanted to say something. Well, a lot of somethings, but right now I can only think of a few and give me a minute, I have a lot to-” His usually calm way of talking was knocked off as he looked incredibly flustered.

You looked at the grip he had on the oar, his knuckles nearly white from his grip. You carefully stood up and crossed over, making sure not to tip the boat over as you made your way to him. 

His puppy like stare followed you and it took all that you had not to kiss him right there and then. You sat down next to him, waiting for the boat to stop moving before turning to face him.

“Relax. What happened, James?” The way his name fell so effortlessly from your lips made him weak in the knees. He was a grown, 100 year old man with the mentality of a 12 year old.

“See, the thing is, these few weeks since I-” His words got cut short as his breath hitched at your hand holding his shoulder supportively. He swallowed thickly before forcing himself to continue, trying to get this off his chest as soon as possible.

“What I’m trying to say Y/N, is that I really, really-” he instinctively shifted uncomfortably to the other side, trying to put some space between you both due to how nerve-wracking this was for him.

“Bucky, no! Don’t mo-”

Before you could complete that sentence, air whooshed by your ears before coolness encapsulated you, Bucky’s shriek being the only noise you heard before you were both dunked in water, the boat overturned and floating besides you.

Just as the both of you surfaced, gasping for breath, Bucky contemplated right then and there whether to let himself drown rather than face the reality of another failed mission.


it was getting really long so i cut it off here

last part coming next week!

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frostbittemyheart  asked:

Omfg I love coming on your blog! Makes my experience in Kpop much more fun! Can I request a Jackson scenario? Where a fight turns into sexual tension. #dadsykinks4thewin thank you kindly!

I love you

In trouble:

“Jackson don’t touch me.” You snarled wrenching your wrist from the male’s grip walking into your shared house.

“Really Y/N? You’re going to be like this?” Jackson questioned slamming the door to house kicking off his shoes.

“You know what, screw you Jackson. Why don’t you just go find the girl you were eye fucking and talk it out with her.” You said angrily moving towards the kitchen to rummage through the fridge finding a bottle water to chug down your parched mouth. Sighing Jackson came in the same space as you balling his hands up lightly he eyed you.

“Y/N it’s not like that and you know it.” He urged as he stare at you.

“Really baby?” You asked blinking your eyelashes and of course he fell for it smiling lightly thinking he was off the hook.

“Really baby girl.” He said gently pressing close to you.

“I have words.” You said sweetly smiling. “Piss. Off.” You barked chugging the rest of the water down before you made your way towards the room down the hallway. You heard Jackson growl and punch the way before he came chasing after you into the room.

“Don’t you dare walk away from me!” He commanded staring at your frame his own body shaking and red.

“I do whatever I want. I don’t see anyone here who owns me.” You snapped at him moving to walk into your closet. “And quite frankly I don’t want any excuses. You’re sleeping on the couch tonight buddy.” You pushed a pillow at him starting to strip your clothes slowly.

“Because you think I was looking at another woman?” Jackson asked with his voice raising and bless the poor neighbors if they heard you. It wasn’t the fact that Jackson had been looking at another woman shit happens and sometimes you do it. You’re human. But that was over the limit. He kept staring at her while you were talking and holding his hand. It was embarrassing to see others look at you and judge your relationship.

“Jackson.. Please. Just get out.” You said softly pointing at the door. Voice quivering and eyes welling up you sighed softly. More than anything you felt your pride being hurt. You weren’t good enough for him. Not sexy enough and if a woman could so easily take his attention then what were you.

“Don’t you fucking dare.” Jackson shouted. He hated seeing you cry he hated himself for what he had done. It wasn’t like she was all that, she was just different curvy like you but she wasn’t you and he knew in his heart he only wanted to be with you. But how to prove it? “Don’t you cry behind another female or male.”

“HOW CAN I NOT?!” You yelled out tears streaking down our face as you balled up your fist tighter. “You looked at her like how you used to look at me! When did you stop caring Jackson? When did I not become enough for you? When wasn’t I sexy enough or beautiful enough to make your heart melt?! Will you leave me.. Daddy?” You said the name softly looking down at your feet as the running tears made soft dark puddle droplets beside your feet into the light brown carpet. Hearing you call him daddy broke everything in his mind. He only could focus on one thing, his cock stirring in his pants. He knew he had to make it up to you and this was step one. Sex didn’t change everything but it could make you see how needy he was for just you.

Sighing when he didn’t answer you walked out the room wanting to leave the tension filled space but Jackson snapped out of it. Following you he roughly pushed you against the wall causing you to gasp. You were going to scream at him but he silenced you with a kiss his hands ripping at your shirt. He tore the fabric wide open causing you to gasp giving him access to your mouth. He sucked on your tongue with his own dominating the kiss as his hands shoved up your skirt. His fingers found your panties and almost tearing them he roughly moved them to the side plunging two fingers inside of your damp pussy. Jackson pulled back to eye you with intensity and need.

“Do you really think I’d ever leave you for another fucking girl? Do you ever think I can’t fucking live without you? Huh! Your sassy ass mouth and charming ways. And let’s not forget this sweet pussy that I just love cumming in so much. You’re my princess and nobody else will fucking lay hands on you.” His words were almost a growl causing your stomach to tighten up as your pussy got wetter. He quickly gripped at your hips with one hand using his strength to lift you until he was wrapping only one of your legs around his neck and the other around his waist. Pulling back his drenched fingers he tongue fucked you sucking on your pussy harshly. Head moving side to side he made sure to run his tongue over everything once. Curving it and thrusting it rapidly against your spot causing you to cry out and pull at his hair trying to get him away from you but it didn’t work. His free hand gripped at your breast kneading the flesh one by one until he felt you tightening up on his tongue. Pulling out from you he sat you on your feet and spun you around to face the wall pinning you there. His free hand moved to yank down his zipper freeing his shaft. He kept his pants on gripping at the base of his cock to rub it up and down your dripping folds. In one go without warning he slammed into you pushing you both against the wall so that he could feel you up and you could take all of him. You cried out hands bracing on the wall for support but it didn’t last. Jackson pulled your body back a bit so that he could grab at your hips and pound into you. He growled out at how you started to scream for him, your juices sliding out of your wet cunt and onto his shaft. He spread your legs wide pressing a hand down your back making you arch so that he could angle his hips and abuse your spot. Again, and again he plowed into your pussy his hands switching from leaving bruises in your hips to grabbing at your breast and playing with them. Occasionally he slapped at them and pulled on your nipples causing you to damn near sob against the wall from the pleasure and pain. A hand drifted down to your clit and he rubbed at the bud quickly not giving you any time to prepare for his assault on your pussy. Your eyes rolled back and your back arched more. Legs shaking you were resting your head against the wall so that you could hold yourself up in some kind of way. You couldn’t even warn Jackson of how close you were because all that left your lips were gibberish mixed in with his name but in a few more thrusts he had you shouting for mercy, cumming on his cock and going limp in his hold. Jackson pressed you back against the wall continuing to abuse your clit and fuck into you from behind slamming his hips against yours. You tried to pull away your body was sensitive and buzzing but he didn’t have that. Causing you to squirt as you came again Jackson filled you up to the brim his cock releasing long thick ropes of cum inside of you. Jackson felt his own legs buck and he held you against the wall letting both of your breathing calm down before he spoke.

“The fact that you think I would leave you. For anyone amazes me. I may look but I know what I have, or I wouldn’t be with you. You’re an amazing woman and I was an asshole for checking her out like that. And I could blame it on being a man or I can just man up and say I’m sorry. So, I apologize and if it happens again I will take whatever repercussion you give me. But I love you Y/N. Your pussy, your body and your smart-ass mouth and attitude. You’re my world and no matter what no woman will be able to change that.” He waited for an answer but when you didn’t say anything he looked at you frowning seeing more tears.

“I’m not crying.. You’re crying.” You teased shoving at him. “I love you too. But you’re still sleeping on the couch. After you carry me and bathe me.” You teased him but he only thrusted his hips forward wrapping his arms around your waist.

“Or we could both stay here and fuck like rabbits until I get it right.”

Welcome Home

Happy Smut Appreciation Day!

Summary: Dean comes home from a hunt, and you give him an eager welcome home gift.

warnings: unprotected sex, oral (fem receiving), dirty talk

word count: ~1260


“Missed you so much, baby,” Dean growled into your ear, manhandling you as he pressed you up against one of the bookshelves in the bunker.  He began biting at your neck, and you whimpered.

“Talked to you like five times a day, Dean,” you reminded him, knowing as well as he did that it wasn’t the same as being together, and talking was nowhere near as good as feeling.

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Marichat May Day 14: Age-Up Chat

Happy Mother’s Day, lovelies!  It was hard not to get carried away with this one.  ;)

For @maerynn-blog, who is yet another awesomely talented member of this community.  If you haven’t already, go read her stuff!!!


“What do you want?”  Marinette asked, inching her way along the wall, wary step by wary step, leading him away from the crowd outside the theater. She kept her eyes on the akuma who’d called himself simply Dorian, as her mind ran in circles.  She desperately needed to get away to transform, but as long as she kept his attention on her, he wasn’t hurting anyone else.

“Oh, my, you are lovely,” Dorian cooed appreciatively, ignoring her question as he slowly stalked after her.

“But I’m not, not really.”

“False humility,” he scoffed, his fists clenching angrily.  “Look at you, the very picture of youth and beauty, and you spout false humility.  You’re just like that sniveling upstart who thinks he’s good enough for my role.”

“What are you talking about?  What do you want with me?”

With you?  Nothing,” Dorian sneered, raising the mirror clutched in his hand.  “But from you?  I will take your youth, you lovely little liar.  You don’t deserve it!”

Marinette!”   A familiar pair of arms wrapped her in an equally familiar embrace, and lifted her just as a bright flash of light lit the alley.  He flinched, but his hold on her didn’t waver.   He simply extended his staff to launch them into the air, and vaulted away from the akuma.

“Chat?  Are you okay?  Were you hit?”

“I’m fine.”  He landed briefly on a rooftop, and shifted her to his back.  “Just hold on to me, so I can get you somewhere safe.”

Marinette wrapped her arms around his neck, and held on as he made his way towards her balcony.  She considered trying to convince him to put her down closer to the site of the attack, but knew from past experience that it was pointless.  He would take her home, where he thought she’d be safe, he’d say something about Ladybug taking care of things until he got back, and then he’d leave her to return to the fight.  He couldn’t know that he was actually carrying Ladybug away from the fight, and he never seemed to notice that she would always arrive after he did in those instances.

He landed lightly on her balcony, and Marinette released him to slide from his back.  Except that the ground was farther away than it should have been, and she stumbled in surprise.

“Whoa there, you alright?”  He steadied her with a hand on her waist, and bent to look at her face worriedly.

“Yeah, yeah I’m fine,” she replied, looking up to meet his eyes.  “I just—Chat?”  It was dark, so it was kind of hard to see, but he definitely looked different.

“What?  What’s wrong?”

“Come here, I need to see you.”  She took his hand and tugged him after her, toward the trap door into her room.

“Marinette, is this really the time…?”

“Yes!”  She climbed down into her room, and he followed reluctantly. “You took that hit for me, didn’t you?  I thought we got away in time, but I think he did something to you.”

She flipped on her light and turned to look at him, fearing the worst, and stared.

What she saw was not the worst.  He hadn’t been disfigured in any way, and he hadn’t been entirely robbed of his youth—both of which had been distinct possibilities, considering what that irate actor had been going on about.  But he had been aged.

Delightfully, deliciously aged.

He still had the same wild green eyes, the same riotous hair, the same beautiful mouth.  But he’d gotten noticeably taller, his shoulders noticeably wider, and he’d gained significantly in muscle mass.  Almost in a daze, Marinette stepped closer to trail trembling fingers from a cheekbone that was more pronounced, to a hard jaw that was covered in golden stubble.

“Marinette?”  He whispered uncertainly.  “What’s wrong?”

She blinked, and looked up into his eyes, surprised again by his unfamiliar height.   She licked her lips, and her hand fell.   “You’re…older, I think.”

“Yeah?”  He caught her small hand in his now much larger one.  His eyes had dipped to her mouth at the movement of her tongue, and the slit pupils dilated.  He stepped closer still, forcing her to look even farther up to maintain eye contact, and smirked.  “Do I age well?”

She laughed breathlessly, blushing.  “Do you really have to ask?”

“I guess not,” he murmured.  “But I wanted your answer anyway.”

“You’re—God, you’re beautiful, Chat.  If this is what you’re going to grow into…”

He leaned in toward her, and Marinette felt her eyes begin to slide closed—until a particularly forceful thump from the small purse at her hip recalled her to herself.

Tikki.

Super hero.

The akuma!

She jumped back, pulling her fingers from his grasp.  “I-I shouldn’t keep you.  The akuma—”

His eyes widened almost comically, and she knew that he’d forgotten, too.  “Merde, I have to go.  Stay here, where you’ll be safe.”   He turned and put one foot on the ladder to her loft bed, paused for a moment, and then turned back to take her face in his hands and press a quick, hot kiss to her mouth.  “Later, Princess.”  Then he was up the ladder and out the door, while she still stood rooted to the floor in her bedroom, staring after him until a red blur flew in front of her face.

“Mar-in-ette!  We have to go!”

She shook herself, and focused on the anxious kwami, determined to put freaking out on hold until after the akuma had been dealt with.   Except…

“Tikki, why the hell didn’t I take a picture?!“”

Aspects in the Natal Chart Series

Venus Square Pluto: The Prick of a Rose

Ah the attractions you stumble upon are never easy, but what can you do? You cant help it. For you have truly craved the intoxicating taste of what bewitches you. Alas, here explains where you have oozed your sexuality to the world, charming every breathing thing as you exclude your aura around them. You don’t want fake love or something superficial; You want someone real that has depth, and you give loyalty in return (this goes for all venus-pluto aspect). You’re seductive, charming, have a knack for money, and stubborn about your desires. Yet the question is, how does this aspect manifest? You may fear the consequences of love, or you may crave a love so deep, that it’ll leave you breathless. This isn’t some easy aspect, squares and oppositions have a cringe-feeling quality that keeps you wary; keep caution for holding the rose (beauty) as it may please you, but it can prick you. You’re your own enemy, self-sabotaging your relationships and destroying it as you release it. You may drive, not only yourself, but your partner crazy with your suspicious qualities and controlling attitude. Don’t deny it, you may act like the thorn on the rose. You can have deep fears about love, a form of insecurity, and/or perhaps even intimacy. It makes perfect sense, deep transformation connecting to love and sensuality. This is about manifestation because I’m not going to sugar coat it; you can have obsessive undertones, acid splashes of jealousy, and can be dangerously revengeful. It needs to blossom into just letting go, especially emotionally. To find peace and to gain self-growth. Only than can you reach to the heights potential with this aspect; to love deeply, peacefully, intuitively, seductively, but most importantly, healthily.

Venus Square Moon: The Undercurrents in the Soul

The one thing Venus and the Moon have in common are peace and tranquility but a square has none of the smooth corners for such mannerisms to occur easily to the person. Here’s the difference though, the moon is maternal and nurturing. Venus is sensual and flirtatious. Sounds like a nice mix but it’s split. These two elements click deeply to the heart, so for your want of love and to have strong bonds is important to you because you’re probably very sensitive. You fear abandonment or rejection, to not have your emotions reciprocated. Due to this aspect and despite your want, you rather not be in a committed relationship. If you choose to, it might be ones not favorable to you. It’s quite simple you see, your emotional needs don’t match what you’re attracted to. It does not flow together and challenges each other. The funny thing is, you can’t be yourself and let loose despite how emotional you are. These are both feminine energies and more conflicting in a male’s chart, but regardless,the currents of waves are strong and it can never reach what you want. Either someone attracts the outer layer of what you want, but not what you need, or vice-versa. The makeup of your wants and needs , they don’t match. There’s just no harmony obtained, so what works when you want a long-term relationship? Someone who also has Venus square Moon.

Venus Square Saturn: The Broken Mirror and Fallen Petals

Saturn is a very…mature planet. It’s about restrictions and repression, and then wisdom and growth. It’s the life cycle represented in a planet; you fall and get up but rather slowly. Venus is all about love, beauty, and happiness. You see how those two work when harshly affected? These people may feel unloved, unappreciated, unloved, and have hints of insecurity. Yes you are responsible in love, but you’re also sensitive to criticism and rejection, as you’re guarded too. You’re responsible in love, always being a shoulder to lean on but are a little restrictive/strict with your partner with your deep-rooted fears. Due to the nature of this aspect, you might be uncomfortable when others express love and aren’t good in showing the soft-side of you. Two words: You’re guarded. There’s this introverted nature to you, even socially. You have this responsibility of working, “to enjoy the fruits of your labor.” And in love? Be careful not to build strong expectations because you’ll get disappointed a lot. It’s not even the harsh nature you project outside, but even inside. It’s harsh as I said, you’re breaking the mirror with your loud thoughts. The petals have fallen as time have passed, but like Saturn being aided by Venus, something soon enough beautifully manifest. Now there’s a stronger mirror and richer petals canvasing the stem in your hand. You’re naturally frugal with money, ambitious, hard-working, and loyal. With manifestation, you have the self-love requited by no one, but yourself. Truly aging like fine wine.

Mercury Square Uranus: “Eureka,”she says

Electric shocks shoot from your words, your thoughts. Straight to their mind and possibly infiltrating their soul. There’s something unique and bizarre about your thoughts, but different and ground-breaking. Your flavor of thought is one of a kind, but if your Mercury has a serious undertone, your insight can be original. One astrologer explained this as the left brain (Mercury) connecting to the right brain (Uranus), one is expressed to the world and the other isn’t. So this is why it’s so addictive and interesting to know and hear the thoughts of these people. There is also the sweet zest of freedom; to allow one selves and others to voice their freedom. These people do well in expanding their knowledge and to share it to the world. They learn and understand ideas quick, picking up things often at a speedy rate. These people are open-minded and unique. Uranus screams unique and Mercury, well… it speaks. I’m going to quit giving love to Mercury though because if you see my blog, I do that a lot for some odd reason. The square comes with some not-so-fun qualities. With all major Mercury-Uranus aspects, there’s also a sense of being stubborn. Difficulty to speak in harmony at times, to act mentally superior, impatient with people who can’t keep up with your electrifying pace. Although some may value their thoughts, some may shun it away. These individuals need to learn to stop thinking too much. Lady Gaga, Elvis Presley, John F Kennedy, and Winston Churchill are the few who held this aspect.

Mercury Square Neptune: The Depth of My Thoughts

Sneaky little Mercury with the vast oceans of Neptune? There’s a seductive and dreamy undertone with this. Seductive in the most sincere way, your imagination is something else. They have a poetic sense to them which seems to latch people on, and even if you’re reading this you may not realize it a lot. There’s something about them that makes you wander…where are they (even though they’re present)? What are they thinking? How do they know this? It’s this that gives them that introverted and “hard to reach” nature which is hard to deal with. Since Mercury focuses on a precise thought and Neptune swims in the depths and expanse of the ocean, it’s interesting as  how much they pick up. They’re insightful and intuitive, but sensitive. The thing is their thoughts again are like the siren, it sits there but you can’t ever reach it and grab on for good. That’s what makes this aspect hard; people may have a hard time getting the real them. They don’t take criticism well and they’re prone to be misunderstood, there’s complexity in them and they don’t always take self-boundaries well. Boundaries in a sense of mental rapport, they don’t like facts or to have restrictions. They’re gifted with intuition though; to read minds of others and to fit their surroundings. Sadly they have to refrain from drowning in confusion and fear, their depth can consume them which is really hard to deal with. In basic words, their thoughts can drown them.

Mercury Square Moon: Heart versus Mind

These planets together are quite, intriguing. With hard Mercury-Moon aspects, these two join in a volatile way. They over think and then it works them emotionally, and vice-versa. It makes me think of anxiety, to over think to the point your emotions are swirling everywhere. It’s the fine point where your mind and heart meet at the border. There is a sense of difficulty in expressing emotions and to have people value them the way they want. Even though the mind and heart are facing each other and are fatally bonded, they’re not happily married and are constantly having opposing opinions. “I think we should do this.” “No, but I feel like we should do this” and with the constant bickering, the inner-confusion begins. They also deal with the affair of being emotionally biased and sensitive with their opinions. There’s also this sense of gossiping or over-talking that astrologers bring up with this aspect, which makes sense because your emotions are spilling out with your voice.

anonymous asked:

so um my story i think is a bit too depressing, do you have any tips on lightening the mood, or at least making it interesting to read?

Thanks for your question, love!  This is something I’ve always feared with my own writing, since I like to handle heavier subject matter.  But never fear!  I have some ideas to help you soften that depressive edge!

How to Brighten a Dark Story

  • Comedy — I’m not talking about non-stop gut-busting laughter here, but there’s room in every story for a little humor.  Some writers sprinkle humor into their dialogue, sometimes during editing — some writers include sarcasm or levity in their descriptions (or as a natural part of their author’s voice).  Some writers designate a character for comedic relief and insert them into heavy scenes… although this has backfired in the past.

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  • Small victories — Even in the darkest of situations, writers have to pull the curtains back and show a little light.  This may not be what happens in real life, but it’s part of crafting a successful story — giving readers the hope they need to continue through the story.  If you find your plot is consistently sloping downward, this could be the root of your “depressive tone”.  Find places to sprinkle small victories for your protagonist — positive relationship development, an advantage over the antagonist, a fun moment away from the plot, etc.  Give your readers a “sneak peek” of happiness, so they know that this story won’t be a doom & gloom, Gone-with-the-Wind-esque depressionfest.
  • Positive characters — Even if your protagonist is a sunshiney personality, when the sh!t really hits the fan, they won’t be able to smile about it.  But the good thing is that no matter how dark life gets, there are always people in it who give you a boost — people with a fresh perspective or more reserves of hope, or even people who have no idea what you’re facing and just help distract you from the bad stuff.  This is where secondary characters come in handy!  Use the supporting cast to counteract all your MC’s pain and suffering with humor, kindness, and maybe their own (simpler) problems to solve.
  • Lighter subplots — When the plot can’t be lightened up at all, and even your characters can’t put a positive spin on things, it’s time to create a distraction – so break out your romance plots, your new friendships, your awkward encounters, and that one insufferably peppy Character A who makes smoke come out of Character B’s ears every few chapters.  Think back to that episode of Friends – the one where Ross and Rachel (SPOILER) are breaking up in a really devastating way, while all their friends are stuck in the bedroom with nothing to eat but organic leg wax.  Sure, this is a bit too sunny for some stories, but you get the gist.
  • Imagery — Last but not least, the foundation of tone in fiction – the silent killer of happy times and hope and sunshine – dim imagery.  The less colorful, unique, or entertaining your scenery is, the more difficult it will be to achieve a lighter mood.  Writers crafting a dark story will typically lean toward nighttime scenes and old-fashioned, poor, or ruinous architecture, as well as rainy, wintry, or desolate outdoor environments.  If you’re writing a story about a terminally-ill orphan in a war-torn country, living in an old, colorless house, it’s going to be pretty difficult to lighten things up.  Try casually brightening the scenery in your descriptions!  Even if the whole world is burning, let the reader notice the beautiful red-orange of the sky.

These are just a few ideas, but they’ve always worked well for me :)  If you need more help or this doesn’t answer your question, be sure to send me another question.  Don’t be shy!

Good luck, anon, and happy writing <3


If you need advice on general writing or fanfiction, you should maybe ask me!

Black and White (Jughead x Reader Soulmate!AU)

Prompt: Can you do a soulmate au where jughead and the reader can only see the world in black and white but once they see each others eyes they can see color? Also can the reader be a really quiet and shy photographer but friendly and kinda loud when around people she knows well?? Ps: I really love your blog💕

A/N: I hope you like this!! It turned out more poetic than I thought it was going to? Oops. (It’s also almost 4am so my brain is like fried? Hopefully it made some sense.) xx

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Black and White (Jughead x Reader Soulmate!AU)

The world had hidden colors within reach.

Black and White hid the vibrant colors from those who weren’t lucky enough to find their soulmate at a young age.

Some saw colors at age 6.

While Some never saw the greens and blues the world had to offer.

In the small town of Riverdale, it was uncommon for those to find their soulmate with those they grew up with.

But there was always childhood friends who find themselves staring at their soulmate’s eyes and seeing colors bleed out of the plain black and white.

You were different than the others.

The Black and White. It captivated you.

The idea of vibrant colors. The Purples, pinks. All of it made you wonder how it came from the black and whites.

How could one look in a stranger’s eyes make you seen a whole rainbow of colors?

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More Than You Know

Jim Kirk X Reader, angst/fluff

Requested by @supernaturallymarvellous & @makemyownwonderland with the prompts:  “I need you. More than you know.”, “Why are you so surprised all the time?” & “Just admit that you enjoy having me around.”

Plague.

That was the one word you would use to describe Jim Kirk.

Well, it wasn’t quite fair, but you were avoiding him like the damn plague. It had been months since the incident, but it was still hard to look him in the eye. And he was completely unaware of the effect that it all had on you.

So as you walked down the corridor toward the turbolift, you jumped back when Jim rounded the corner and nearly bumped into you.

His hands flew to your shoulder to avoid a collision and his lips formed a sweet smile. “Why are you so surprised all the time?”

You backed away from his touch with your eyes glued to the ground. “Scotty needs me in the transporter room.”

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“Dreams Become Reality”

Request: Heeeey 😁 Would you do an imagine where you’re Buckys girlfriend and one night you have a very sexual dream of him. What you don’t know, Bucky is awake and watches you moaning and squirming while you sleep. So he decides to kiss and caress you, till you wake up and make your dream come true with him? 😉 Both povs if you Like 😊

Pairing: Bucky x Female Reader

Warnings: Pure sin. Fluff

Word Count: 1341

A/N: thank you for the request! i hope i dont disappoint. this was so fun to write. please leave feedback and requests in my ask box! dont be afraid to ask questions! I will tag a few of my favorite blogs at the bottom!


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You had been on back to back missions for the past two months, sleeping in your shared bed only twice with Bucky, your boyfriend. You had been too tired each time to do anything remotely sexual with the love of your life. You couldn’t even kiss him. The moment your y/h/c locks settled on the pillow you were out for good; not walking up until late the next day or if you were called out for a mission.

No one could take your place during the missions. Each one being to gather intel. You were perfect for the job because you’re an inhuman. You have the power of invisibility. You were in and out of the bases in under an hour then shipped off to the next country. No communication was allowed. If there was, you would have already introduced Bucky to the art of sexting.

Today, you had gotten back from a mission in Siberia. You were to gather intel about what country leaders were working with Hydra. It was midnight by the time you dragged your cold tired body into the Avenger’s base in Upstate New York. Forgetting all food, you trudged up to your shared room and flopped on the bed, not caring if Bucky woke up. Of course, he flinched awake.

“Y/N, baby, I thought you weren’t supposed be back until tomorrow night.” he murmured.

You were already fast asleep. You didn’t even change out of your skin-tight suit. You just passed out. Forgoing all plans to woo your man that night.

Bucky leaned over and pressed a lingering kiss to your forehead before turning you over so he could be the big spoon. He wrapped his right arm around you and put his metal hand against your neck. He knew it cooled you down. You would need it if you were going to sleep in your suit.

“I love you baby. Sleep tight my love.” With those words, he closed his eyes drifting off into a dreamless slumber.


Bucky’s PoV

Something wasn’t right. Usually when Y/N/N comes back from a mission they sleep like the dead, but tonight she keeps moving. She is squirming and moaning. I don’t know what to do. Is she having a nightmare? Should I wake her?

“Mmmmm, Bucky! Right there, baby.”

I can feel my cock start to strain against the confines of my boxers. She’s having a sex dream about me. I can tell she’s close. Her skin is flushed that beautiful rose color and her moans are higher. The higher they become, the more beautiful they sound. She is the living version of Heaven.

I love watching her like this. She is the love of my life and I decide to help her out. I slowly undo the zipper of her cat suit. The cold metal leave goosebumps in their wake. I sneak my flesh hand up the valley of her breasts, if she were on her back I would have buried my face in between the full globes, but I need to keep her in a spooning position.

I pull my rock-hard cock out of my boxers. I rut into the crease of her ass. The cold leather feels good on my hot cock. I’m nipping and sucking at her ear as both of my hands now play with her hardened nipples. Suddenly she stiffens. She moans out low and beautiful. I know now she has finished in her dream, but I am far from done with her.


Reader`s PoV

This is the first orgasm I have had in months. It was strong and the only thing that would have made it better would be if Bucky was the one physically giving it to me, not my imagination. I am still half asleep and in a post-orgasm haze, but I’m lucid enough to feel a warmth directly on my swollen clit. I turn my head to the side; I notice Bucky is not next to me. He usually has his arms wrapped around me.

I feel a harsh tug at my clit. My eyes are wide open now. I lift the blanket up and I’m suddenly staring into Bucky`s gorgeous ocean blue eyes. He smirks at starts eating me like a starving man.

“BUCKY! Just like that! Ohmygod ohmygod!” I scream out probably waking the whole entire tower. I’m too drunk on my previous orgasm and the one Bucky is pulling from my overstimulated body.

My eyes roll back in my head as I feel my walls start to pulse.

“I need your metal hand. Please baby please. I need to feel more of you. Make me cum! Yes! Just like that. I’m cumming I’m cumming!”

I feel his long slender fingers rub rapidly at my g-spot. My walls pulse even faster until they clamp shut hard trapping Bucky`s fingers inside me. He massages my g-spot to prolong my orgasm, but he removes his lips from my clit. He moves his mouth to my inner thighs, sucking and licking at the sensitive skin. He had previously removed my catsuit. It was lying in a dirty pile on the floor with my sports bra and panties.

He slowly removes his fingers and kisses his way up my worn-out body.

“Welcome Home!” he giggles out like a school boy.

His cheeks are flushed and as I look down I can notice his very prominent cock. Its rock-hard and the tip is an angry red. He is dripping pre-cum. I push him onto the bed and kiss my way down his chest. I start sucking as I reach his happy trail. I move to lick and bite at his V line. His cock twitches once it feels my hot breath directly at the tip. I slowly give him small kitten licks. He hisses at the sudden heat and wetness of my tongue.

I take him into my mouth all the way. After all the blowjobs I’ve given him, I’ve become a master at deepthroating his huge cock. He moans high and loud.

“You’re so good to me baby. Taking all my cock like a good little girl. C’mon up. I want you to ride me. I wanna make you cum again.”

I slowly crawl seductively all the way up his body. My dripping, oversensitive core is positioned directly at his craving cock. I stare him in the eyes as I sink down on his full length. His mouth opens in a perfect “O” shape. I get up on my knees and bring myself all the way up, only leaving the tip in. I suddenly crash down onto his hips. He gasps and I can feel his cock twitch. I set a steady and hard pace. Neither of us are going to last long. We are so sensitive.

I feel myself starting to cum. My walls are clenching over his cock when he suddenly flips me over and starts pounding into me. He has me in a spread eagle. His cock reaching impossibly deep. I scream out as I cum for the third time that night. His hips start to stutter. His cock is throbbing fast. The prominent vein on the underside of his cock rubs my g-spot perfectly.

He growls out as he spills his thick, hot cum deep in my pussy. He falls forward, bracing himself on his muscled forearms. I can hear his labored breathing in my ear. We both start to giggle out. Both of ours bodies are flushed and covered in a thin sheen of sweat. He pulls out and rolls of me. I stare at his great ass as he walks into the bathroom. He brings out a washcloth to clean me up and himself.

He jumps back into bed and pulls me flush against his chest.

“I missed you, Baby. I’m glad you’re back. And I’m definitely happy that you’re havin’ sex dreams about me.”

All you could do is giggle and let out a small “I love you” as you dosed off with a dreamy smile on your face and Bucky caressing your back.

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