Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader Rating: Explicit - 18+ only Summary: Reader, being reckless gets hurt
on a mission. Days later, when she gives her final report to her boyfriend
Steve, it provokes an argument between them. Word Count: 3.5k Genre: general fiction containing
explicit sexual content. Warnings: argument, mild swearing, mentions
of death. NSFW/SMUT: makeup sex, praise kink, soft dirty talking, nipple
play, oral sex (female receiving), slow fingering, overstimulation, multiple
orgasms, and semi-protected sex. - This fic assumes Reader is on the pill.
[Cover your stone before you bone!] Author’s Note: especially written for @always-an-evans-addict‘s writing challenge. I hope you like this one, sweetie.
New Avengers Facility
“Steve, you read my report and
Wanda told you what happened. That’s it. Can’t we just move on?”
“That’s it? That’s it?!”
Behind the closed door of your
boyfriend’s office, you uncomfortably explained yourself, keeping in mind that
people around you could probably sense the walls vibrating under the force of
You’d never thought that blowing out
the last Hydra base found in Argentina
would provoke such a drama within the team, or between you and the super
soldier. Usually, you and Steve argued about the group’s mistake, not yours.
When the incident happened in South America,
you realized that if Wanda hadn’t been there, you probably wouldn’t be alive
A/N: Wrote this to get out of my writer’s block. I hope you like it!
“Fuck!” Nat yanked the strings tighter and you gasped for air. “I know I wanted to wear a corset for Halloween but-”
“Authentication is the key.” She helped you straighten. “And look at how great your breasts look.”
“They do look pretty great.” You admired yourself in the mirror, running your hands down your torso and enjoying the feeling of the leather under your fingertips. “So…are you finally going to tell me who’s going to be at this party?”
“Nope, it’s a secret.” Nat chuckled as she adjusted her hair and makeup. “Don’t worry, you’re going to have fun.”
“You’re in for some serious hell if you’re lying to me.” You pointed at her and slipped into your leggings. “Why do I have to be a sexy cat? Why can’t I be like Victorian royalty?”
“Because last time you were drunk you let it slip that you’ve always wanted to dress up as one.” Wanda slipped into the room grinning. “I told Nat and she helped me get the costume, now let’s go.”
Oooohhhh fuck can I just start off with they’re all really fucking attractive and pictures don’t do them justice? Like seriously pictures cannot contain how perfect they are.
Taeil: He’s super cute like really cute. His body is even cute. He’s like right in the middle not super tall but not short. When u look at his face u just wanna smile. Really smooth skin like u wanna rub it, it’s like after u shave ur legs. Has big puppy dog eyes like u finna get lost in them shits sis. His hair is very nice and looks healthy, his hair kinda looks weird sometimes in photos but it really suits him irl!!! Some girl got chosen for Doyoung and Taeil to sing a song to her and Taeil sang a Bruno mars song I’m sorry I really can’t remember what it’s called but you guys know that one Bruno mars love song. His English was PRECIOUS he has a very sweet sing song voice. Everyone melted when he sang the Bruno Mars song like GODDDD boy really can sing well!! He’s a super cute puppy flower boy, he gives off pretty boy vibes 🌸. He was smiling a smol cute little smile the whole time he was very precious and I just wanted to love him.
Taeyong: MY FUCKING BIAS. WOOOW HES SOOO ATTRACTIVE WAS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE??? I WAS IN THE RED CARPET TAKING PICS THEN HE CAME OUT AND I JUST I PUT MY PHONE DOWN AND STARED AT HIM I HAD TO EXPERIENCE HIS BEAUTY RIGHT THERE MY MOUTH GOT FUCKING DRY AT HIS BEAUTY. Super nice skin super cute lil sweet heart trying to please everyone fan interaction every time u turn around. When he dances he GETS INTO IT his hair flops all around it’s really adorable! He hits all his moves super sharp and it’s very pleasing to see. He had a solo before all the other boys came out and he KILT THAT SHIT everyone was in shock because it was so good. He was very nervous and I was like abt to cry bc that’s my baby and no. He was talking in English and messed up and he DID THE CUTEST SHIT EVER he just looked at the ground and started smiling and all the boys just patted his back everyone said “awww” tho so I hope that made him feel better. Really a perfectionist, tried his hardest to speak really good English, ohh boy his English voice is cuteeeeee. He kept taking his jacket off because he was gettin hot. Has nice arms, the boys weren’t lying ab those veins girl u can see them from miles away, he has nice hands too. He’s kinda like Taeil he’s not very tall he’s more on the shorter side but very nice thin pretty dancer body. He was so pretty?They had a little fan interaction wheel of fortune thingy and he kept doing all the little popular American dances he was gettin it in. On stage he’s got a very sexy idgaf vibe, but in reality he’s cute and quiet. A fan had the same hair color as him and when he walked by her he pointed to his hair and then hers and gave a thumbs up. In all he really works hard and you can tell he really cares for everyone especially his members, he’s very nervous but once he gets past that he’s super cute and wants to make sure fans have a good time. ALSO HES FUCKING GORGEOUS I CANT EXPLAIN.
Johnny: BIG HES BIG TALL LEAN BUT MUSCULAR BUILD HE’S THE EPITOME OF A MAN. Very tall, I was at his elbow. He was right next to me and I almost fainted he was so hot. He has these little patches that look like irritated or inflamed skin on his left cheek near his neck and under his jaw his makeup artists covered it really well tho so I really couldn’t tell. He has flawless pore less skin it looked really soft and dewy. His hair was actual sex, the pictures don’t do him justice he fucking ROCKS this hair and it makes him give off sexy vibes. When I told him I loved him he gave me the sweetest smile ever and ugh I melted. Very polite baby!! Asked how everyone in my isle was doing and waved to everyone! I can’t get over how nice his body was I just wanted him to wrap me up in his arms so badly they looked so strong, his body is actually pretty wide but he’s lean and muscular, like he could engulf you. Bless those stylists tho bc his clothes fit him really well and he looked very cute. He’s a precious pure baby in a big sexy man body, he was smiling the whole concert everyone was PIPING HIS HEAD YO. He was talking and it got quiet and he was asking the members to show something and asking the girl who got picked for the song to pick a singing member and a girl in my isle screamed “I pick you Johnny” and he couldn’t contain his smile and laughter like he was cracking tf up. Every time it got quiet I would scream Johnny along with 2-3 other people in my isle and he would smile SO BIG. He was really happy, lots of Johnny stans there. His legs are big and long, when he dances you can see how big they are, he was smirking the whole cherry bomb choreo bc everyone kept screaming his name. In all he was extremely extremely handsome I wasn’t ready I had no idea how handsome he was! He’s so underrated please love him he deserves it. He’s a cute shy baby with a sexy face and body like he would treat u so well I can just tell. I really wanna meet him again!
Win win: PRINCE OF FUCKING CHINA. Huge eyes like they’re half his face. Symmetrical face with very nice features. Sort of round face. Good hair, pretty doll lips. He’s sort of on the shorter side and he’s thin but not as thin as Taeyong. He was gettin hyped, there were a lot of win win stans with little signs and stuff. He didn’t speak any English but listened very intently when Mark and Johnny and the others spoke English, you can tell he really wants to learn. I feel like he’s a fast learner. Very articulate and energetic dancer, looks like he’s having the time of his life on stage. Laughs at anything the members say, he really loves them. I was wearing an nct banner on my shoulders and he pointed at it and gave a heart and I thought I died for a sec. He tries to make sure every fan can see him like when they were waving goodbye he took the longest and kept stopping to wave 😂. He’s a cute baby and sometimes it seems like he isn’t thinking about anything? He loves being on stage and dances amazing I was so impressed by him, the other members all dance very well too. He seems very innocent and sweet, he works very hard and does a very energetic stage. Really tho he’s so handsome like prince of China frfr.
Jaehyun: TALL BABY! HANDSOME BABY! PRETTY BABY! MUSCULAR BABY! He really is tall, almost as tall as Johnny. Definitely most muscular in NCT he has BIG arms, you can see through his clothes how defined he is. His voice is deep, like deeper than on the actual tracks. AMAZING LIVE Singer. He sang live the whole time and everyone was amazed. He’s actually very good at dancing!!! A real man!! The type of guy u wanna wife up. Shy but confident, very smiley and cute with his members. His hair is really nice I wanted to run my hands through it so bad. When he was in the isle with me he kept looking around and licking his lips 😫😫. He’s really built so well and his voice sounds like honey. Actual prince. You think he looks good in pictures? Well if you see him in real life your gonna be blown back by his handsomeness.
Actor like chiseled features, looks like his jawline will cut you. Big eyes, small face. He was very pale, but not extremely pale he was just very symmetrical and perfect looking, he looked like if you could create the perfect man. Overall he seemed like a cute reserved sweet heart, once again shockingly handsome and sexy but also very cute!
Doyoung: BEAGLE! THIS BOY IS TALL AND CUTE! THIS BOY IS BOYFRIEND MATERIAL! He has very circular big eyes, he’s pretty thin. Legs r long as fuck they look like they’re his whole body. Sweet high voice when he sings, he sings very well live. When he was singing to the girl i was shocked how nice his voice really was. Cute hair, it’s also kinda thin. He gives off cutesy boyfriend vibes. Aesthetic boyfriend. Model boyfriend. Very well spoken and articulate. Very chic! Once again he seems like a model or something. All his clothes looked like he was modeling them. Cute stage presence equally cute up close. He wasn’t shy at all he just walked down the isle I was like damn ok. He has this sort of happy but chic aura. This boy knows what he’s doing he’s very good. Overall I just wanna walk through ny with him and take aesthetic pictures, such a boyfriend oml.
Yuta: HANSOME! SMART! LIKE REALLY DAMN HANDSOME! He’s a bias wrecker, he damn near stole my heart. Sexy boy fr tho idk if he knows how sexy he is tho. Good dancer too. DEEP DEEP VOICE FUCKKKK. His Korean is really good too. He’s in the middle for height also. When he dances he thrusts his hips a lot. You know that part in the beginning of cherry bomb the “I’m the biggest hit” part? Boy was thrusting his hips super hard. Nice body, also kinda thin but somewhat muscular. Really attractive and handsome, it’s like he commands your attention and leaves you wanting more. More of a smirk than a smile on stage. Cocky and sexy on and off stage, off stage he’s a tiny bit more cute tho. Sexy without trying sort of dancing. Sweater paws the whole night! He wasn’t sweating super bad despite his million layers of clothes. Seems like the school bad boy. Major bad boy vibes. Watch out tho bc then he’ll do some cute shit and steal ur heart. Overall very sexy with a good stage presence, I feel like he’s very cocky but in a good way like it’s hot, MAJOR BIAS WRECKER.
Mark: SUPER CUTE SUNSHINE BABY TRYING HIS BEST HE WANTS TO PLEASE YOU HES A GIFT FROM GOD! When I tell you the cutest most sweetest lil baby ever I mean it. Little baby facial features with big round eyes. His voice is surprisingly deep in real life? Tries to give bad boy sexy vibes on stage but just ends up being a cutie. PROTECT HIM. He can dance very well I would say one of the best dancers. FULL OF ENERGY THE WHOLE NIGHT. His hair was all floppy and bouncing around it was so precious. He was getting down to the wheel of fortune song like he was actually dancing really well to the random tune. He’s just so super cute and smiley UGJ. He will brighten your day. He was nervous and kept stuttering in English and smiling at the floor it was cute. His English voice is so nice to hear it’s like the perfect tone it just sort of flows into you ears. Bouncing around the stage the whole night. TRYING HIS ABSOLUTE HARDEST AND BEST. Really hard worker. Sweating a bit but it was cute. Everything he does is cute. Overall I jut wanna protect him and watch him grow and get more popular, he’s really so lovable.
Haechan: AWWWWWWW CUTE LIL BABY BOY! SOOO EXCITED AB EVERYTHING! When he dances he also bounces around. SMOL! Heart piercing smile! SMIRKING THROUGH EVERY PERFORMANCE. It’s funny because he thinks he’s older than he is and it’s really cute. CUTE PRECIOUS BABY FAT I HOPE IT NEVR GOES AWAY. Sweet baby face and very interesting and melodic voice. I’m smiling while I write this y'all he was so cute in his little shorts. He was so fucking happy and excited just really super precious. He can dance really well too he killed his solo thingy. Really sweet baby you would never know how much of a trouble maker he was. He’s really the cutest lil thing and so excited he couldn’t contain it! God I just wanna protect him.
Warnings: NSFW! 18+. Swearing, smut, fingering, unprotected sex (wrap it up!)
Request: Anon: “Hello there! First I just wanted to tell you that your writing was amazing for the 100 kinks for Bucky! I loved your stories so much and wanted to ask if you were taking requests at all? If you are, can you please write a one shot about Bucky lusting after the reader? Maybe shes an assistant at the compound or something like that. If not, it’s all good, but I think you should write because your amazing at it! Smut if you want!”
A/N: Here your go nonnie! Sorry this took so long and I hope you like it!
You were wearing it again. That damn black pencil skirt that formed perfectly to every curve. The black heels you had on made your legs look fucking fantastic. Bucky knew he should stop staring, but you always caught his attention when you both shared a room together. He watched as you smiled easily at everyone, how you flipped your hair over your shoulder when you would talk and fiddled with the buttons on your shirt when you were lost in thought. He nearly bit back a groan as you bent over the table to pass out the file folders you were holding. The glimpse of white lace underneath your white button down about ended him.
“Buck, you’re being obvious,” Steve said while punching Bucky’s shoulder and sitting down next to him. Bucky looked up to also see Sam shooting him a knowing smile from across the table.
“I don’t know what the hell you are talking about,” he said while trying to focus on anything other than the way that skirt hugged your ass. When you walked behind his chair, he caught a whiff of your perfume and it instantly made his dick hard. Bucky adjusted himself in his jeans and grabbed the file folder in front of him in hopes of getting his brain on the task at hand instead of what you would look like naked underneath him. ____________
You were walking down the hallway back to your office after the meeting was over. You needed to get inside your personal space. The way Bucky looked at you earlier had left your skin tingling. That man was going to be the death of you. You felt like your brain fizzled out whenever you were near him. His quiet demeanor made it impossible to read him but his stare said enough. You couldn’t decide if you wanted to strangle him or kiss him. Oh, who were you kidding, you wanted to feel those lips on your body.
Right after that thought took root in your head, you turned a corner and slammed right into a solid chest, causing you to drop your papers and folders. You looked up after regaining your balance and were mortified to see Bucky staring down at you, his brow creased. You felt your cheeks grow hot before kneeling to pick up your papers.
“I’m so sorry Mr. Barnes. I wasn’t paying attention,” you said to his feet. You were too embarrassed to look at his face after the thoughts you were having about him. A pair of hands appeared in your line of sight. You were startled by his metal one, he normally had a black glove covering it. He was organizing the folders when you chanced a glance up at him. His hair was falling in his face and the black t-shirt he had on was stretched across his broad shoulders.
“Bucky. Please call me Bucky.” He said while straitening back up. You clutched the files to your chest and stood awkwardly in front of him. You almost jumped out of your skin when he reached out and brushed a piece of your hair away from your face. The shock must have clearly read on your face because he snatched his hand back quick.
“Well, I’m sorry again, and thank you for helping me.” You moved to walk around him. His metal arm shot out and stilled you by placing his hand on your arm. You looked up at him with confusion.
“Doll, it was an accident, you don’t have to apologize.” He looked down at where his hand was touching you. “Would you like to stick around for movie night tonight? It is Tony’s night to pick so I don’t know if it will be good but…” he let his sentence trail off.
You were so shocked that he was even talking to you that you realized your mouth was hanging open. You closed it and mentally shook yourself out of the dazed state you were in. “Are assistants allowed to join the Avengers at movie night?” You joked. Bucky smiled and you thought for sure your heart was going to stop. God, he was gorgeous.
“I think you passed up the assistant title long ago,” Bucky said while rubbing his thumb on your arm. “You can sit next to me. I’ll even share my blanket with you.”
Wait a minute, was he hitting on you? You were sure if you didn’t distance yourself from him soon, you were going to melt into a puddle on the floor. “Yea, that sounds great Bucky. I’ll see you there.” You gave him a smile before hurrying the rest of the way to your office.
Bucky watched you until you shut the door behind you. He smiled to himself. You were attracted to him just as much as he was to you. This was good to know. After having a talk with Steve earlier, he had decided to make his move. With any luck, you two wouldn’t be watching too much of the movie tonight.
You were nervous. You had asked Wanda what time to be in the screening room. When you told her that Bucky had invited you, she was shocked but then grinned and winked at you. You smiled to yourself as you looked up at the clock. Fifteen minutes to go. You grabbed your gym bag from underneath your desk and pulled out a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. You stepped out of your shoes while unbuttoning your shirt. You pulled it off and bent to take your skirt off. As you were folding the garments, you heard the door click open. Before you could cover yourself, Bucky’s head popped in.
“Hey doll, I thought I would…” Whatever he was saying, died on his lips as he came in and saw you standing there in your bra and panties. You thought he was just going to back out, but he didn’t. He slowly closed the door and leaned back against it. Your face had to be ten shades of red as you were frozen in place. Bucky’s hot stare was setting your skin on fire. He crossed his arms over his chest and licked his lips. Your eyes darted to the floor, but didn’t miss the bulge his cock was making in his sweats.
“Do you want me to leave, doll face?” He asked in a husky voice. You looked back up at him and saw the red color in his cheeks and the way his breathing had changed. Did you want him to leave? You hadn’t had sex in a while and the man standing across from you looked like he was made for sin.
No, you didn’t want him to leave. Instead of voicing your answer, you reached behind you and unclasped your bra. You held the cups to your chest for a second before letting it fall down your arms. Bucky groaned so low that it almost sounded like a growl. He practically stalked over to you. His flesh hand cupped your jaw and his metal arm curled around your waist. The coolness against your hot skin make goosebumps rise.
“Are you sure about this? Because in about ten seconds, I’m not going to be much of a gentleman.” His words made your shiver and wetness to pool between your thighs. The look he was giving you with his lust blown eyes and his breath coming in short pants was making your anxious.
“Bucky yes, I’m sure. Now kiss me.” You said before wrapping your arms around his back and crashing your lips against his. Bucky instantly commanded the kiss. He ran his tongue along the seam of your lips, asking for entrance. You opened them and tangled your tongue with his. It was consuming; teeth clanking, lip biting, sighs and moans. You felt drugged as his metal hand made its way to your ass, grabbing a handful, pressing your body into his. His other hand was buried in the hair at the nape of your neck. Your hands found their way inside the back of his shirt and roamed over the warm muscles. He lifted his lips from yours to trail soft kisses along your cheek and landing on the pulse point below your ear. You leaned your head to the side with a moan. His teeth nipped the tender spot, causing you to gasp and score his back with your fingernails.
“Kitten has claws,” he murmured against your collarbone. Your sigh turned into a moan when you felt his tongue swipe across your nipple. He brought his flesh hand down to flick over your nipple as his tongue and lips continued their torture. This man was turning your bones to jelly. You pulled on his shoulders to bring him back up.
“Too many clothes,” you whispered as you stripped his shirt off. He chuckled at your urgency. You put your hands in the waistband of his pants and pushed them down his legs. His cock sprang free between the two of you and you nearly wept. It was beautiful. Long, thick and dripping precum. Bucky didn’t give you enough time to admire it before he swooped you into his arms. He walked across the room and laid you on the couch. He propped a pillow beneath your head and kneeled between your thighs. He ran his hands down your body before pulling your panties down your legs. After tossing them to the floor, he stopped and stared at you. His eyes took in every detail they could. He settled his hands on your thighs and spread them further apart, his eyes fixed to your pussy.
“God damn doll, look how wet you are,” he said as his thumb trailed through your wetness. You moaned and watched as he brought his thumb to his lips and licked off your essence. You nearly came right then.
“Bucky…” you whimpered. “Please, I need you.” You thrust your hips up at him. He smirked before you felt his finger enter you. He brought his thumb down again, circling your clit while his finger started thrusting in and out of your cunt. You arched your back and let soft moans fall from your lips. Bucky watched every reaction. He was a man enjoying himself. A wicked chuckle left his mouth when he found your g-spot. You had become a writhing mess as you were nearing orgasm. Bucky added a second finger and gave your clit a pinch, sending you over the edge. Your whole body shook as you nearly screamed out your release.
“That was fucking beautiful baby,” Bucky said, brushing his lips against yours. You nudged your hips against his, coating his cock with your slick. He grunted and reached down to align himself with your entrance. He slowly pushed forward, letting both of you enjoy the feeling. When he was fully seated inside, he stopped to give you a minute to adjust. You felt stretched, almost to the point of pain, but it was amazing.
Bucky was whispering words of encouragement against your lips. How good you felt, how tight you were around his cock, how he wanted to make you feel good. You rolled your hips into his, causing him to inhale sharply. He looked down at you, adjusting his arms on the couch for leverage. You brought one hand up to tangle in his hair, while the other got a good grasp on his ass.
Bucky started a nice and slow rhythm, just enough to make you want more. He placed his lips against your neck and sucked on the tender spot he had found earlier. You gasped and tugged on his hair. He growled into your neck and his thrust getting harder, going deeper. The sound of his skin slapping against yours was intoxicating.
“Oh god… Bucky… you feel so good.” You said, biting his shoulder. His lips met yours again. Your moans began mingling with his groans.
He pulled his mouth from yours, “Are you going to come on my cock doll?” His thrusts had turned fast and choppy. The angle he was pumping, hit your clit with every drag in and out. Your body began to tense. “Come on, baby. I want to feel you come.” he said, chasing his own release. He reached down and drew rapid circles on your clit. You flew apart, coming with a startled cry. “O-oh fuck baby… shit,” Bucky groaned. He reared back, pulled out and gave his cock a few hard pumps before he spilled himself on your stomach. His face was contorted in pleasure and sweat was dripping from his forehead. It could have been your blissed-out brain, but he was the most beautiful thing you had ever seen.
While you were waiting on both of your breathing to return to normal, you reached out and rubbed your hands along his thighs, “I’m pretty sure we missed the movie.” He laughed and got up to grab his t-shirt from the floor. He swiped it across your belly, cleaning up his mess. He wiped himself clean before sitting down and pulling you onto his lap.
“Trust me, I would much rather be right here with you, rather than watching some movie Tony picks.” He said brushing the hair off your face. He gave you a gentle kiss, “Wanna go back to my room and have our own movie night?”
Summary: After a patient urgently pleads you to go and help a friend of his, you naively agree to it. Little did you know, that you would get more than what you agreed to, when he leads you to a brothel, to help a dangerous prostitute named Jeon Jungkook.
Pairing: Jungkook x Reader (ft. Jin, but not romantically)
I can’t believe I’m
doing this again, you think to yourself. You close your eyes, and listen to
the engine of the crowded bus, as you were currently on your way to pay mister
‘Kookie’ a visit. You start to slowly replay the scenes of Jin yelling at you,
to desperately go back and meet the prostitute…
-the instant you tell him, his eyes wander your body; picturing you tied to the bed, helpless to him as overstimulation plagues you-
*smirks* “You really like that, kitten?” *pulls you over to him, his hands grasping your hips as you nod* “Then Daddy will be happy to oblige..”
-proceeds to tease you, pretending he’s not into it despite already being hard just thinking about it-
*shakes his head, giggling* “No, no, I’m not gonna do that to you. I don’t like it.”
You; *eyes the outline of his member in his sweats* “YAH! Why are you lying? You’re hard as fuck already!”
*the both of you break into a fit of laughs*
-immediately agrees, licking his lips as he watches you crawl over to him then straddle him-
*wraps his arms around your waist* “Babygirl..” *bucks his hips up ever-so-slightly* “I can’t fucking wait to see you squirming underneath me.”
-being the human embodiment of lust, he’d automatically agree; climbing on top of you, wedging himself between your legs wanting nothing more than to watch you come undone til your body can’t take anymore-
“You know..” *nuzzles into the crook of your neck, giving it teasing kitten licks* “I won’t stop- even if you beg me to..” “I won’t be able to get enough of watching you squirm.”
-chuckles at your little suggestion, pretending to be lost in thought at first before finally giving in-
“Hmmm, I don’t know princess.” *runs his fingers through his hair* “Do you really think you can take it?”
You; *lightly hits his arm* “Yeah, you know I can.”
*licks his lips, chuckling to himself* “I mean I had you practically crying the other night when I used your toy on you.”
-that devilish smirk sprawled across his face as he thought about your little kink, adoring the idea of wrecking you completely-
“Let’s try it..” *intertwines his hand with yours, pulling you on top of him* “I’m hard just thinking about destroying you.”
-licks his lips as he stays silent but wastes no time at all, wanting nothing more than to absolutely wreck you in every way he could-
*surprises you as he swiftly ends up on top of you*
You; “Oh you-you want to try it right now?” *blushes heavily as you stare up at him*
“Of course..” *grasps your hands, holding them together while pulling his belt free from his jeans* “Daddy wants to watch tears stain that pretty little face of yours, kitten.”
“Don’t be scared, sugarplum.” he’s giving you an encouraging smile, hands massaging the skin of your thighs. You’re straddling his chest, hands on his shoulders to keep him from moving you any further up. You’re completely naked, and he’s only got his shirt off, making you feel more exposed and vulnerable than you’d like. “It’s just me.”
“But, what if I, like, suffocate you or something?” you feel like the blush staining your cheeks is gonna be permanent, squirming in place when he tries to tug you forward again. “I’m not exactly small, Bucky.”
“You’re not gonna hurt me, princess.” the smile he gives you then verges on the right side of wicked and it makes you even more nervous, shifting your hips once more. “I know you want it. I can feel that you’re drippin’ for it, gettin’ my chest all wet when you squirm like that, baby.”
You recognize this tactic, coaxing you into it with dirty words and sweet pet names. You shake your head, biting your lip. “No?” he asks, eyebrows raised. “You don’t want it? Are you sure about that, doll? Are you sure you don’t wanna grind those pretty hips down on my face? I bet you’d get me soaked, just drench my fucking face.”
You gasp and he smirks, licking his lips deliberately slow. “C’mon, sweetheart,” his voice drops in an octave, rougher than it was. “I want that perfect ass of yours sitting on my face. Let me have it, baby. Let me make you feel good.”
When he tugs you forward again, this time you let him, kneeling right above his his head. “I’m gonna make such a mess out of you, babygirl.” he pulls you in closer, hot breath washing over you. “Gonna make you keen for it like a little slut. You’ll never want my tongue off’a you again after this.”
you do a Damon fic where the reader gets super pissed/jealois of him
and makes a show of how he’s here? ((you said Tvd I assumed Vampire
Diaries sorry if that’s not what you meant))
“Make it double please, I like my drinks strong.” Damon flashed the bartender one of his usual smiles but not one that he meant completely you knew it all too well.
“Something tells me it’s not the only thing you go hard on, huh?” the woman’s smirk was impossible to miss just as was the way she was leaning over the bar, giving him a full view of her cleavage instead of preparing what Damon asked from her.
“What can I say, guilty.” he shrugged, giving her a cheeky grin “But I’ve got my girl so, sorry but I’ll take only that drink for now.” he simply turned her down but she wasn’t having any of it. Obviously.
“Aw shame” she pouted her incredibly red lips “Because you know, I really would be in the mood to have it rough tonight.”
By this point Damon himself was starting to lose his patience, and you could clearly tell so even if you were a good few feet away “Look, you maybe be the kind of girl I’d go after but that was before I got my girl, and let me tell you she is a really special one. Now, the drink if you’d have no problem?” he raised an eyebrow but she didn’t move an inch.
“Oh I would have no problem if you’d give me something else too, you know.” she rested her chin on her palm and Damon gave her a strained chuckle.
“I told you. Not available.” he shook his head.
“And I heard that, I just thought that maybe you and me- after I’m done with work- I can get something else done too?” she bit her lips at him suggestively and you had such a hard time keeping a groan in.
“Really?” he asked back “And what could that be?” he was playing too but you had seen this too many times and each and every time it ended with the girl walking away. Alone.
“Oh I could always show you pretty quick.” she grinned, finally feeling successful.
“Hm let me think about it.” he paused for a moment “How about… no.” yes he was getting very annoyed, you knew that look all too well.
“Honestly?” she pouted, obviously not realizing what she could get into if she kept hitting on him “Because- I mean-” she grinned at him “-She doesn’t have to know.” she leaned even closer to him but Damon didn’t bat an eyelash. Maybe the old Damon would have been affected but not this Damon, under all the cockiness and smartass remarks you knew what a real sweetheart he was. Sure he didn’t like you saying it out loud because well he had a reputation but it was the truth. He cared about you and really loved you, there was no way he’d just leave you for another girl. You had been able to crack through that hard facade of his in the first place. You had been able to help him get his humanity back, numerous times at that, so no he wasn’t just going to cheat on you.
But that, despite how deep you knew his feelings to be of you, didn’t stop you from feeling jealous. Maybe you were a little irrational at times but truth was you knew how handsome Damon was and you knew he would draw all the ladies’ attention. Sometimes you really wished they would know what he really was. You would certainly laugh at seeing them run away frightened when you actually would always stick with him.
But once again, nothing stopped you from being jealous.
“Too bad she already knows then huh?” you asked, finally walking towards them and Damon finally noticed you, a smirkforming on his lips instantly.
“Oh you-” she started speaking but you cut her off before she could say more.
“Yeah me.” you grinned cheekily “And sorry to break it to you sweetheart but as you can see-” you gave her an annoyed look “There is no way you’d ever be able to take this hot stuff home when he has someone like me.”
“(Y/n)-” he started speaking but you hushed him by placing a finger over his lips.
“Now why don’t you make yourself useful and go brink that drink oh and your way there find a dictionary to learn the word ‘decency’ because you certainly have no idea what it means, yeah?”
“I- I-” she blinked stuttering.
“Yes, yes you. And bring me the same too, alright? No need to lose your job over a man who’d never come with you even if you were the last woman on Earth ok?” you didn’t leave any room for her to reply and even if she looked angry and was about to snap at you you knew she couldn’t because as of the moment you were the only one right.
And of course you didn’t even wait for a reply from her. Instead you turned to Damon who seemed ready to speak but couldn’t say a word. Of course he didn’t have to apologize to you but at the moment you were slightly angry with him. You swang one leg over his and you sat on his lap, each of your legs on his sides; wrapping around his waist. You grabbed the hem of his jacket and giving him a small smirk you crashed your lips to his. He jumped at first but, as you expected, he didn’t miss a beat to respond to the kiss.
You heard her say something and walk away but you didn’t pay much attention to her. You kissed Damon somewhat sloppily, your tongue tangled with his in a hot mess as his hands found your thighs. He gave them a squeeze and groaned loudly when you pressed yourself harder on him. Your hands rested on his neck and you pressed him to yourself. You breathed heavily as he did, your teeth grazing over his lips every so often and you heard him let out a small growl. His hand moved to your ass where he squeezed but before he could do anything else, and oh boy he did want to, you pressed your hands on his chest and pushed him away.
He let a small wine but you smirked at him, pleased with how red his lips looked from all the rough kissing “That- is for everybody that needs to know who you belong to.”
“Something tells me you’re a little jealous huh?” he grinned, his blue eyes sparkling with mischief.
You scoffed “Like hell Salvatore! I am just marking my territory.” you shrugged and leaned down, burying your face at the crook of his neck where you kissed and licked before you finally sucked at the soft spot. You knew there would be a hickey that would soon would disappear but you were content for it to be there even for a little while.
“Mhm” he groaned “Marking your territory? I like the sound of that.” he ran his hands up your back “Why not mark it a little more, you know just to make sure everybody can see it.” he smirked and you pulled slightly away, narrowing your eyes at him.
“I’m going to get you back for this you know it right.” you let a small growl and he grinned even more.
“Oh I look forward to it.” he breathed out and you rolled your eyes.
You hoped off him and grabbed his hand “Come on, let’s get out of here.”
Requested: Yes! Words: 4210 (I didn’t even realise how long this was - oops I guess) Warnings: Swearing, Fluff, Angst
Hi can I put in a request for a Descendants imagine where Harry Hook and Anastasia oldest daughter are dating and Uma honestly hates her so she spells Harry instead.
You had a habit of ignoring red flags. Period. In fact not only were you completely oblivious to them but it seemed you were often drawn to the sense of danger, almost always landing yourself in sticky situations. Try as you might, you couldn’t stop yourself. Everybody told you Harry Hook was trouble, from the moment he arrived in Auradon you were advised to stay as far away from the boy as possible, distance yourself from his antics and don’t get involved with him under any circumstance. Any circumstance at all. It was safe to say you ignored that perfectly rational advice.
Being the daughter of Anastasia you were expected to be as kind and level headed as your mother but your courageous, curious nature always lead you to find the excitement in life. Unfortunately for you, excitement seemed to come hand in hand with danger.
You were in the cafeteria, the first time you saw him, eating your lunch over a text book, studying for the exam you had the following period. At first you didn’t even notice he had joined you, far too absorbed in your chemistry equations to acknowledge the pirate that had slumped down opposite from you, staring at you intently. Harry soon grew impatient and cleared his throat loudly, enough to snap you out of your thoughts. You jumped a little “How long have you been sat there?” You asked, suddenly alarmed at how long the smirking pirate had been watching you. Harry beamed at you, a hint of insanity in his grin. “Enough to know ye stick yer tongue out when yer concentrating. I find it very endearing”. He smirked at you. You set down the pencil and looked the boy up and down. He was leaned back in his chair, his legs crossed and resting on the table. You ignored his comment “Do I know you? You don’t look familiar?” You said, chewing down on your lips slightly as you racked your brains, trying to work out if you had seen him before. “I’m offended sweetheart,” Harry said, swivelling his legs around so he as sat back at the table, crossing his arms “Ye sure ye don’t recognise me?” He leaned forwards across the table so his face was only inches from yours. His eyes searched your face for some flicker of recognition, their iciness making you shiver slightly. They were seriously blue, almost sickeningly so, full on Prince Charming, field of forget-me-nots, perfect cloudless sky blue, that seemed to mimick the ocean. Yet the boys eyes had a harsh quality to them, encased a thick smear of dark black eyeliner, a brooding stare that was different to any you had seen in Auradon. Then it clicked, this was no prince. This was a pirate. “Hook?” You questioned, presuming the boy you were face to face with was the son of the infamous captain himself. Harry started to laugh, clapping his hands as he pulled away from you. “Surprised it took you so long, this kind of gives it away sweetheart”, he sniggered, tapping the tip of his silver hook on the table “Get lost in my eyes did ye?” The cocky smirk had returned, the corners of his mouth turned up into a mischievous grin You ignored him again, raising a single eyebrow as the hook got closer and closer towards your hand. “They actually let you keep that?” You said in disbelief nodding towards the silver weapon , as you reached into your bag to pull out a cupcake. Harry shrugged “I’d like to see them take it off me” “Fair enough” You said before taking a bite of the cake in your hands. Smacking your lips together, you cocked your head at Harry, confused as to why he was staring at you. “What?” You whispered softy. Harry once again closed the distance between the two of you as he reached his hand towards your face. You gazed at him with confusion as he started to caress your cheek slightly with his thumb. You pulled back a little but he steadied your head causing you to stop and look at him again. “I just wanted to tell ye that…” Harry breathed, still rubbing your cheek, a soft burn threatening to turn them red. Now you were perplexed, baffled as to how this complete stranger had paralysed you with a single sentence. He leaned in even further, making you feel slightly uncomfortable in his presence, yet for some reason you didn’t want him to back away. After an agonising silence he finished his sentence “… Ye got fosting on ye nose” “Wait what?” Harry pulled away from you immediately a smug look on his face. In one movement he swiped the chocolate icing from your nose and licked his finger, raising his eyebrows innocently at your scowl. “Harry Hook, you fucking little tease. I’m goi-” “Harry! We’re going! Now!” You were cut off by Uma, who strutted from the other side of the cafeteria, grabbing his arm and hoisting him upwards. She glared at you, making her immediate dislike towards you obvious. Harry obeyed, standing up and tucking in his chair. Blowing you a kiss, he started to walk away. “See ye around Y/N” he called, waving his hook at you. You wrinkled your eyebrows. “How did you? Wait? I didn’t tell you my name? How did yo-” Harry chuckled again. “It’s says on your credit card” the pirate grinned, waving the purse he had snatched from you in the air, before vanishing with his Captain down the hallway. “Get back here you thieving little git!”
The next time you saw Harry’s eyes light up in the same way was months later. Over the passing weeks you had made a strong bond with the pirate, attempting to keep him out of as much trouble as possible. But it had gone much further than that. Both of you had started to fall into a mutual obsession with each other, a weird chemistry forcing the two of you together. Neither of you would admit the obvious, you were falling in love. It wasn’t practical, hell, it wasn’t even planned, yet slowly but surely you and the pirate became in-separable. You loved him. You loved the way his eyes sparked or he’d lick his lips when he’d tell you a story, you loved the way he ruffled his hair on the rare occasions where he was nervous. He loved you more than he wanted to admit. He loved the way you snorted when you laughed, he loved watching you mouth the words silently to yourself when you read. Then everything changed. Everything changed because of her.
(Flashback) “Pssst sleeping beauty. Wakey wakey” You were woken to a soft voice whispering close to your ear. You slowly opened one eye, looking around to see who the mystery speaker was. You had fallen asleep on your window sill again, the glass pane opened slightly, creating a small breeze. Unsurprisingly it was Harry crouched outside your window, perched on the a small section of castle wall. His eyes blinked widely at you through the glass of the window, the corners of his mouth turned up into a grin. “I told you not to come” You sighed, rubbing your eyes as you woke up. “Ye left yer window open” he sniggered “Come on princess, ye know ye want to” You groaned but gave the boy your hand, slipping out of your window before your roommates, Evie and Mal, would notice you were gone. “We really need to stop sneaking out like this Harry,” you grumbled as you landed on a small pile of gravel. “Oh Y/N,” laughed the pirate, “Why we would we when it’s so much fun” With that he threw you over his shoulder, running around in circles with you while you giggled, pounding on his back and demanding him to put you down. He didn’t. “Hook! Put me down! Where are we even going?” “That’s for me to know and ye to find out” he whispered in the moonlight, a hint of madness in your eyes.
The lake. The two of you walked across Auradon Prep’s playing fields until you reached the salt pool at the very bottom of the grounds. “Night swimming Harry? How very pirate of you,” you joked, amused by the boys obsession with water as he started to pull off his shirt. “Ye saying that yer don’t want to see me topless?” He said, catching you staring at his muscular chest. You playfully swatted his arm. “You know full well that wasn’t what I was saying” Giving you a quick wink, he dived into the water, bobbing up and down, motioning for you to follow. You rolled your eyes, but pulled off your clothes until you were left in your underwear. Harry swam towards you grinning like the Cheshire Cat, grabbing you by the waist and lifting you into the lake. “It’s freezing!” You shrieked, clinging to Harry, trying to scramble up his body to escape the cold. He just laughed heartily at you. “Yer a big wimp ye know” “Shut up Hook” you joked, your teeth chattering as you splashed water at the pirate before ducking and swimming under the water. Harry did the same, grabbing your hand as you both cut through the gentle waves. You eventually resurfaced, wrapping your arms around Harry’s neck and spluttering with laughter. Unexpectedly, his hand drifted to your hip, settling there and pulling you closer. You inhaled sharply. The mood suddenly became serious as you fell against Harry’s warm torso. You splayed your hand against his bare chest, intending to push him away but instead you left it there. Harry’s breathing quickened along with yours as he began nuzzling your neck with delicate kisses. You urged yourself to push away, you knew he was trouble, but you couldn’t. He took a chance, angling his head slightly to the side so that his lips came closer and closer to yours. You were surprised to find your own lips parted. Your breaths mingled, hearts fluttering inside of your chests as his arms encircled you. It was a delicate butterfly of a kiss, droplets of water resting on your lips. Finally the two of you pulled away, your eyes still closed for seconds afterwards before you both opened them simultaneously, breaking out into more gentle laughter.
That was the memory that came to mind as you sat on the uncomfortable rock beside the lake where you and Harry had first kissed. “Happy Birthday to me, happy birthday to me,” you sung glumly to yourself, picking up a handful of stones from the river bed. “Happy birthday dear Y/N” you continued, tears threatening to spill from your eyes. “Happy birthday to me” You threw the stones as hard as you could into the lake, spitting water in all directions as they plummeted to the surface, releasing all the anger and hurt that was rippling through your body. Why wasn’t he here? Surely, he wouldn’t have let you come if he wasn’t planning to. He wouldn’t leave you, he promised you he wouldn’t leave you. Where was he? You were soaked and embarrassed and alone, on your birthday. He stood you up on your fucking birthday. He was probably with her, that was always the excuse, with Uma. Your throat let out a small croak. That’s when you broke down for real. You started to bawl crying, digging your fingers into the river bank and clawing at the mud. It had been torrentially raining for the last four hours you had been sat there waiting for Harry to never show up, so you were completely sodden, your limp body beginning to tremble. You kicked the water a final time before sobbing all the way back to your dorm room.
“Oh honey come here,” cooed Evie, running towards you with open arms when she saw you stop in the doorway of your door room, soaking wet and with mascara running down your face. “What happened Y/N?” Mal asked soothingly as you wrapped a blanket around your shoulders and squeezing you like Evie. “He never turned up,” you spluttered “I just sat there and waited and he never turned up” “Y/N please don’t tell me you’ve been sat out there all afternoon in this weather” Evie said, glancing at Mal with concern “He told me he’d be there,” you said so quietly they almost didn’t here you. “I’ll kill him. The next time I see him I’ll-” Mal growled. She was interrupted by a knock at the door. Evie, sprung up to answer it, half knowing who would be at the other side. She undid the lock and swung open the door, only to be greeted with a panic stricken pirate. Before she could slam the door in his face, he put his boot in the door frame. “Mal, I think we should leave them alone” she whispered, pulling her purple haired friend, who was already sending Harry death stares, away so that only you and Harry were in the room. “Y/N I’m so sorry, I can explain I-” “Let me guess you were with Uma” you spat coldly, taking Harry by surprise. “Yes but-” You let out a sad laugh. “I’m so done with this. You always put her before me always. Do you know how that feels?” He tried to hug you but you pushed him back, making him clench his jaw. “Y/N! She’s my captain!” “And I’m your girlfriend Harry, unless you want Uma to be. Is that it huh? Do you love her?” “Now ye just being stupid! She’s like my sister!” “I’ve seen the way she looks at you, she loves you I’ve always known that. But now I’m starting to think you love her too” “Yer over-reacting!” “YOU LEFT ME ON MY OWN IN THE RAIN ON MY BIRTHDAY!” You screamed, your voice cracking mid-sentence. “I know and I’m sorry and I’m trying to explain why I-” “Just get out” you said motioning towards the door with your hands. Harry grabbed your arm but you snatched it away. “Y/N I love y-” “I don’t want to hear it” “ Ye know I love y-” “JUST GO AWAY HARRY!” You yelled, tears threatening to spill as you pushed the pirate out of the door, slamming it behind you. You were being harsh on Harry, you knew, but he’d hurt you and you were still trying to wrap your head around the fact your birthday had been a complete disaster.
Even though it was the worst place that Harry knew he could have gone, he was out of options. He had no one else to talk to about this, so he went to the one person who he thought would understand. Uma.
Your mother used to tell you that a good nights sleep could make a situation seem a thousand times better and as the case usually was, she was right. When you woke up the next morning you had gained a new perspective on the issue, realising something you hadn’t the night before. “I never gave him a chance to explain,” you thought to yourself, “He was trying to but I just exploded on him” A guilty pang erupted in your stomach. Determined to put things right, you got up early, making breakfast for you and the girls before heading to find Harry who you hoped would be in one of Auradon Prep’s common rooms “So you’ve forgiven him?” Asked Mal completely baffled that you wanted to talk to him again. “Not exactly, ” you corrected “I’m giving him the benefit of the doubt” “Why?” She continued, unable to hide her distrust of the boy. Evie swatted her arm to make her shut up. “Because I love him Mal” You said eventually, unable to find any other way to put it. “And he loves you,” Evie added “He may be a complete and asshole, b-u-u-t, he loves you”. Soon the three of you were giggling your way through the hallways, your arms linked, trotting to where you knew Harry would be. You were about to walk into the common room, a familiar Scottish accent bouncing across its walls, when you were brought suddenly to a stop. “Oh hey Y/N!” Said Carlos awkwardly a nervous, fake looking smile painted on his lips. He was blocking the doorway, Jay stood behind him. “I’ve just remembered I…. Uh…. left Dude’s leash in your room. Will you run up and get it for me… Like uh…now?” You looked at your friend, slightly alarmed by his odd behaviour but put it down to the fact it was still early in the morning, and laughed. “Sure!” You took a step forwards “I’ve just got something I need to do fir-” “No! You don’t want to go in there!” Shouted Jay loudly, making your jump a little “I mean, we should really go up now”. He offered you a weak smile and you just giggled at them, pushing past them a little so you could find Harry. “Y/N! Wait!” Said Carlos, but you ignored him “Why is everybody acting so weirdly this morni-” “Oh no” said Jay under his breath.
You found Harry alright. In the middle of the room he was sat on a table top, his arms tangled around Uma, kissing her hand. They were laughing at something, their foreheads pressed together, their hands interlocked You made a sound closely resembling a small animal being kicked and stumbled backwards. You felt a physical pain in your chest, as if somebody had just pulled your heart straight out of your chest and smashed it on the floor in front of you. You caught Uma’s eye. “Oh Y/N!” She said with mock kindness “How lovely to see you!”. Instead of springing away from Uma as you thought he would, Harry turned his head towards you and smiled sweetly, before continuing to hug her. “What?” You whispered under your breath, starting to become dizzy. “Y/N come on we’ll go now, we’ll figure this out, come on,” Evie whispered in your ear, trying to drag you away. You resisted, planting your feet to the spot where you were stood. “WHAT IS GOING ON!” You shouted, your hurt suddenly turning to anger as you struggled to comprehend what you were seeing. Harry rushed towards you, still hand in hand with Uma. “I’m sorry, this all happened so fast,” Harry said, making complete eye contact with you, an odd formality in his voice. You were completely speechless, your mouth opening and shutting without any noise coming out, like a goldfish. Jay put a hand on your shoulder for reassurance, the only thing keeping you from passing out. “Something happened to me when you kicked me out of your room last night Y/N” he looked back longingly at his Captain “A connection, with Uma”. Yep, your heart was completely and utterly shattered. You looked as though you were going to throw up. Evie and Jay looked as though they were going to throttle the two pirates. Carlos looked as though he wanted to cry. But it was Mal’s expression that was the most telling; she looked scared. “What are you saying?” You stammered out, eventually, your eyes begging Harry to say something redeeming. Uma answered for him. “He’s saying it was love” She let out a little giggle, before melting into Harry, pulling him away a little. “Now I understand why ye wouldn’t let me tell ye, I loved ye. It was because ye could see the potential for me and Uma” Harry continued, making you feel smaller and smaller with every word. “No,” was all you could squeak out, before he was pulled further away. You were so close to throwing up. “Something’s wrong here,” Mal hissed, trying to be discrete. “You’re telling me,” spat Jay, staring daggers at the pair. “No,” Mal continued “Look at Harry. Look at his eyes” Wiping away a few bleary tears you did as your friend demanded. She wasn’t wrong, Harry’s eyes didn’t seem like his own, a weird blankness painted over them. The more you watched Harry the more you realised how strange he was acting, the mannerisms that made him Harry were no longer there. He moved completely wrong, his signature mischievous grin replaced by a passive half smile. It was as if Harry had been replaced by an empty shell of himself. Sure it looked like him, but the pirate you saw in front of you was in no way Harry. And then it hit you, all five of you at once. “You don’t think that Uma could have-” Evie started. “I know she could have” You cut in “He’s been spelled!”
As soon as the words left Mal’s mouth, you ran forwards to the boy you loved, placing your hand on his shoulder. He had to know, there had to be a little bit of him deep down there that still loved you, a little bit that hadn’t been corrupted by black magic. “Harry, listen to me,” You said softly. “No! Get away from him!” Yelled Uma, pushing you away. Jay was suddenly behind her, restraining the daughter of Ursula and stopping her from moving. “You’re going to shut your mouth” Mal spat at her. “Harry,” you tried again “Please look at me” The pirate obeyed, staring down into your eyes. “Y/N, I can’t help it, I’m in love with-” “With me Harry! You’re in love with me” His eyes shifted a little so you continued. “You loved that you could never figure me out but you’d still try to guess what I was thinking anyway. You loved that I’d hold your hand whenever you got angry or mad or frustrated.” You reached out and grabbed his hand and for a second the spell faltered, you could see it, but then the sea witch chimed up again. “Harry! You know you love my smile” He looked back at Uma, who Jay was still holding, nodding his head and dropping your hand. You had to keep trying. “Harry! Can you remember the look on my face when we first met”. Harry chuckled to himself lightly, returning for just a second. “Of course I do, ye were concentrating on your school work and yer tongue was stuck out of the corner of yer – No, no I don’t, the only face I can remember is Uma’s” You were getting through with him bit by bit, there was no way you were going to let him slip from you now. Evie joined in next. “Harry who’s the last person on your mind before you go to sleep?” “Y/N” he replied. “Why did you decide not to try to destroy the school when you first got here” added Jay “Y/N” “What would you say if I told you Y/N has two sugars in her coffee?” Said Carlos “I’d tell ye that’s the biggest pile of bullshit I’ve ever head. Anything less than three and she’ll spit it out” You smiled a little, the spell was wearing off, he was nearly back to you. “Harry, can you remember the beauty spot at the side of my neck. The hidden one. It was always your favourite because it was on a secret bit that nobody else can see” “Y/N I-” “I love you Harry Hook. I bloody love you. Even if you are a flirt. Even if you do scare small children for fun if I forget to remind you not to. Even if you are a little insane.I love you okay and I-” Harry cut you off by crashing his lips onto yours and for the first time since you entered the common room, you breathed deeply. You threw your hands around his neck as you felt his lips smile under yours. He was back, your crazy, overly-dramatic pirate was back and you had not intention of letting him go. You heard the core four cheering and the sound of Uma screeching but you ignored them all, refusing to pull away until you needed air. “So ye love me eh?” Harry grinned, brushing his nose against yours. “Oh look the cockiness is back! You know maybe the robot Harry wasn’t so bad. I’ll get Uma to teach me the spell later,” you laughed before pausing to clarify “I’m joking” “Just you wait till I get my hands on that Captain of mine, I swear-” “Harry, chill. I think Mal and Evie have got this one covered” You both glanced at Uma, who was being dragged out of the common room by your roommates, their mouths a blur of lectures and threats to chop all of her hair off in the night. You couldn’t help but snigger. So much for being dignified civil members of Auradon’s society. “I think ye might be right there sweetheart” Harry chuckled, “Any chance of a second try at yesterday, I was genuinely caught up, but I still prepared the picnic and ye know, it’s not raining today,” He looked at you with hopeful eyes. “Harold James Hook” You giggled, stealing the pirate hat from his head and placing it on your own “You had me at sweetheart”
I imagine that Gaston actually had some really fucked up experiences from the war. And maybe when he finally finds someone he is able to open up about how joining the war actually really messed him up and made him violent and aggressive.
TBQH, this is one of my headcanons too and like. How dare you make me feel this way right now i feel attacked.
Coming back from the War probably left parts of his personality and some segments of his emotions raw and torn down. While serving, he used opportunities of violence and women to help that.
But now, certain situations leave him defenseless, emotions seem to far out of hand at times so he created the perfect persona to show others so he doesn’t have to come to terms with what happened while he was fighting.
Something leaves him so out of focus, and he acts out in emotional and physical ways to fill a hole that was left behind. Narcissism and women are his usual ways.
Of course, he was full of himself before hand but not as badly. It was typical for men to be cocky, but after returning from the War, it seemed to escalate so he could fill in the need for his emotional and physical wants that were left unfulfilled.
Because of this, he’s found it hard to connect with someone and so he tends to use women as an outlet. He’s aware of what he does, of course, because there’s always going to be a part of him that wants to settle down with a small family. His own wife and children. A simple life.
After meeting you, he starts heavily contemplating whether he wants to tell you or if he just wants things to be left as they are.
It’s just a matter about opening up and letting you know who he really is. Gaston, for probably the second time in his life, is fearful of what the outcome of a situation holds from him. Because now that he’s developed feelings for you, he’s afraid that if he tells you who he truly is, you’re going to leave.
It’s a constant battle inside of his mind. One part wants to leave things as are because it would be the easiest but the other part of him wants to tell you because he finally realized that letting you in has helped him feel normal and grounded again. It makes him feel like he’s at war again, only with himself.
It’s sort of interesting because he refuses to admit that he’s truly and severely in love with you and he keeps playing it off and keeps telling himself that it’s just the sex. (Like, wow typical Gaston).
But after seeing you for over three months, and in a rather consistent way, it finally dawns upon himself that he does love you or at the very least, he cares for you. After all, the longest he had ever spent with the same woman before had only lasted two weeks, maybe even less if he really focused on it.
The dude probably just balls up and tells you straight out what happened, totally expecting the worst response from you as a result. Gaston hangs his head, almost ready to say, “If you want to leave me, now would be the best time. I don’t deserve you. I never have and I never will.”
Literally looks like someone kicked him in the face, he’s about to cry?
Brushing back some of the stray hairs in his face, he glances up at you and catches your gaze. You allow him no opportunity to speak and you say, “The War left all of us a little different…” Licking his bottom lip, he nods in agreement, “I’m not going to stop loving you because you think you don’t deserve it, Gaston… I saw under the facade, and fell in love with you. I’m not going to leave you…”
Gaston in love, okay? Just like, melts my heart.
Binch, him like so devoted to you that he buys you flowers just because(not because he wants you to owe him something).
Gaston like, picking you up bridal style because there’s a really big puddle and he doesn’t want your feet to get wet so he carries you across it.
Gaston letting you braid his hair in private while the two of you watch the sun set. Bonus points if you tangle flowers into his hair.
Lends you his jacket if it’s chilly outside and you didn’t bring one of yourself.
Him taking you on his horse to see the countryside. Just the two of you. You don’t even need to be talking. Silence and being alone with you is enough.
Going from the transition of sex to the swing of just enjoying one another’s company. Cuddles, just kissing, talking to one another in privacy.
He probably sings to you. Not the showy off kind of singing, but the beautiful ‘I adore you’ sort of singing. Usually in the morning time. His voice husky, his body still half asleep. Usually a little tune he can remember from childhood. He tucks your hair back, kisses your forehead and the two of you just lay like that until you’re actually ready to get up.
Him talking to you about getting married and having children of your own. Tells you like, in a really detailed way as if he had been planning it since childhood. How many kids he wants, how he wants to live somewhere peaceful with you and them.
i have a lot more headcanons but i needed to stop myself LOL. Thanks for reading! Reblogs and likes are appreciated!
Request- Hi! Could u do a Bucky imagine where the reader is Tony’s daughter and she had a wet dream about Bucky and tells Wanda and Nat about it and the boys hear the conversation and Tony gets all protective and all? You can choose the final!!I love your blog btw♡ from @awesomebrokenangelworldus-blog
Bucky Barnes X Stark!Reader
Word Count: 1763
Warnings: There’s a wet dream! that’s pretty NSFW.
A/N: Hello! I’m sorry this took a while! I hope this is alright!! Please let me know :) xo