i so wanna kiss you now

beware.

Originally posted by nnochu

“I get the feeling she doesn’t like you, dude.”

genre: angst (debatable), fluff (also debatable)

word count: 2.2k

summary: Jungkook aka the most well known fuckboi amongst K-Celebs shared a kiss with you and wouldn’t stop appearing in your life since then. 

Jungkook had quite the reputation aka he was the number one fuckboi. Most idols had heard the rumours and seen the various attempts at covering up the hickies on his neck, that were created by someone new everyday. His next target was me. Why did I always seem to get involved in shit like this? First dating rumours with JB? Now Jungkook, aka biggest fuckboi I know, wants to sleep with me? Hell no, I want a stable and calm career, no drama, please?

“Where are we going today?” I asked my manager as I got into the car. “Music video set for BTS.” she smiled as she started to drive towards the set. “How many days is this gonna take?” “2-3. Here’s the ‘script’ kinda thing. Since it’s a music video it doesn’t really have lines but that’s the structure.” she said as stopped at the red light. “Kiss scene?” I said, almost screaming. “I’ve been involved in so many things already and now a kiss scene? With who?” “I don’t know yet.”


“Hello, I’m ___ ___. I will be the actress in the MV today.” I smiled as I introduced myself to the well known faces. “It’s nice of you to be working with us, we heard you were very busy, preparing for your music debut.” Namjoon said as he gave me his infamous simple smile. “No, it’s my pleasure to be here. I’m quite the fan.” I told him before manager called for it. “___? Are you hungry?” “Yeah, I haven’t eaten.” I told her as I walked towards her, hovering over a shoulder. “I’ll order something for you to eat. Go get ready for the shoot.” “Thanks.” I told her as walked towards the makeup artists. “You haven’t eaten?” a voice asked me as I took a seat. “No, but that’s normal for me.” I said, turning towards the owner of the voice. “That can’t be good,” he laughed. “Jungkook by the way.” he said as he held out his hand, clearly expecting me to shake it. “___, but you already knew that.” I smiled as I reached for his hand. -

“I’m hungry!” I half  “That’s your problem!” “You said you would buy me food!” “When we get to the bowling alley!”“So, did you actually date JB or was that another stupid rumour?” he chuckled as he was forced to shut his eyes for his eyeshadow. “I don’t even know the guy, Yugyeom sure, he’s my close friend, but JB? I don’t even know how the rumour came about.” I sighed as my hair was being styled.

“I’m surprised I haven’t been in a rumour with someone, not that I want to be. But I thought I would’ve with the amount of shit I do.” he chuckled as he turned back to look at me. “Trust me, even though you’re not involved in a mass rumour, there are some that exist about you amongst us celebs.” I smiled mischievously, “Like what?” “That’s for me to know, and you to find out.”


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I uh, I wrote some feel-good ironfalcon ‘cause I know @bloody-bee-tea doesn’t get enough of it and it’s also Tony’s birthday so. Hope everyone likes it. (Happy birthday, Tony!!!!)


Steve had a date. Sam and Bucky razzed him the entire run.

“Jesus Christ, this is what I get for telling you guys?” Steve complained. “I’m just never telling you I have a date again.”

“We’re only teasing you because it’s been so long for you,” Bucky explained. “Loser.”

“You don’t get to call him an loser. You hate running,” Sam pointed out.

Bucky shrugged. “Well, I guess I’m used to it.”

“He’s mad because it’s thrown him off schedule and now he has to wait for The View to come on,” Steve said.

“I haven’t watched The View since Barbara left, asshole!”

Sam shrugged. “I mean it’s whatever for me. Now I get to go home and surprise Tony.”

“Uuugh,” Steve and Bucky groaned.

“You’re just jealous that Tony chose me!” Sam said, grinning, then yelped when Steve shoved him and he tripped into the pond. “Fuck!

Steve gaped at him for a moment before taking off at a sprint.

“Steve what the fuck?!” Sam shouted after him.

“He was probably afraid you’d punch him in the face,” Bucky said. “I would.”

Sam sloshed his way out of the pond, sputtering. “He could have at least helped me out!”

Bucky shielded his eyes from the sun. “Holy shit he’s gone.”

“That guy,” Sam hissed, half pissed off and half amused.


Sam was slightly less damp when he squished back to the penthouse. Ugh. Now he had to shower before he surprised Tony. Tony was a heavy sleeper but he was also somehow acutely aware of when Sam was getting in the shower. (Sam was not opposed to Tony following him into the shower but sometimes he just wanted to press Tony back into the pillows and take him apart piece by piece.)

Sam opened the door to their bedroom carefully, holding his breath.

He felt like it’d been punched out of him when he saw Tony sitting on the bed, trying to squeeze one stocking-covered foot into a pastel pink pump.

Tony set both of his feet on the floor, heels clicking as he walked over to the mirror. The stockings on his legs were a shiny white, clinging to the muscles of his calves and thighs, and held up by a lacy white garter belt. He was wearing what looked to be pink satin panties underneath it, though knowing Tony, it could have been actual silk. Tony picked up a delicate-looking chemise in the same powder-pink as his shoes and carefully pulled it over his head, letting the hem flutter down to cover the belt and panties.

He was beautiful.

As Sam watched, Tony carefully ran his hands down his sides, smoothing the chemise against his body before letting it fall away again. He turned in a circle, heels clicking against the floor probably more than necessary, keeping his eyes on the mirror as long as he could before spinning to lock eyes on it again. He smiled at the way the hem fluttered before falling back against his thighs.

Sam forgot that he was leaning on the door and fell face-first onto the floor with a grunt. He heard a yelp and then the thud of something else hitting the floor. “…Ow.”

“Sam!” Tony squeaked, trying to skitter to his feet again, but apparently standing up from the floor in heels was much harder than standing up from the bed. “I didn’t—You’re home early!”

“Yeah, Steve pushed me into the pond and ran away,” Sam answered, clambering to his feet. “So Bucky let me call the run short so I could come home and shower.” He gave Tony another long once-over. On the floor like this, knees splayed, Sam could just barely see the panties peeking out from under the hem of the chemise. “…You look nice.”

Tony blushed brightly, hands curling into fists against the floor. “I—Yes?”

“Is there a special occasion or something?”

Tony grabbed the hem of his chemise, twisting it in his hands anxiously, unable to draw his eyes up from his knees. “Sometimes—sometimes, when you go on your runs, I… I like to feel pretty. So. Um. I dress up. Just for a little while.”

Sam stepped up to him and held his hands out. “Pretty? Sweetheart, you’re gorgeous. Were you afraid I wouldn’t like it?”

Tony took his hands and let himself be tugged onto his feet, rocking precariously on his heels for a terrifying moment and leaning into Sam to catch his balance. “…I mean… I know it’s weird,” he said quietly.

Sam nearly choked. “It’s not weird! You’re beautiful! God—Can I touch you?”

“I—” Tony finally lifted his gaze, brows furrowed together in confusion. “I guess so.”

Any other time, Sam really would have pushed for a firmer answer. Now, he couldn’t help himself; he grabbed Tony by the waist and dragged him closer, pulling him up against his body. The chemise was silky and cool under his fingers. “You didn’t need to hide this from me, Tony. You have no reason to be ashamed of something that makes you feel good and doesn’t hurt anyone else. God, you’re gorgeous. I don’t—I don’t even know where to look—”

“Sam,” Tony complained, pushing at his shoulders. “You’re getting me wet!

Sam began pressing kisses to Tony’s throat and jaw. “Good.

“Not—not sexy wet, you’re gonna ruin my nighty!” Tony squirmed. “And you smell like the po—oh,” he mewled when Sam bit down on the tendon in his neck. “Sam-!”

“’m gonna take a shower,” Sam murmured in his ear. “And you’re gonna wait out here for me, okay?”

Tony’s eyes fluttered shut for a moment before he forced them open again. “Or I could come with you—”

“Or you could lie out here waiting for me while I take a record-breakingly short shower and then let me have my way with the world’s sexiest man alive,” Sam suggested, sliding his hands down and around to cup Tony’s rear, feeling the garter belt through the chemise. “Do you have more of these?”

Tony blushed again, eyes rolling toward the ceiling so he didn’t have to look at Sam. “I have, um. A few boxes. Of stuff. These are my only pumps I own though.”

Sam gives Tony’s butt a squeeze, admiring the way the heels make it so much more pert. “You don’t have to hide this from me,” he told Tony gently. “I love you—all of you. And if you like to feel pretty, I will support you.”

“Well,” Tony mumbled shyly. He took a step back, looking at his feet. “If you say so.”

“I do say so,” Sam said, pressing a kiss to Tony’s forehead. “I’m gonna go shower. Don’t run away now.”

Tony rolled his eyes and sat down on the edge of the bed. “I haven’t run away from a bedroom since I was nineteen. Especially not mine.”

“Well, if you say so,” Sam parroted back at him, pausing in the doorway to the bathroom. “Hey.”

Tony turned to look at him with a questioning noise, hand halfway down to pull one of his pumps off. “Hmm?”

“Keep those on.” Sam smirked. “I wanna feel those heels digging into my back.”

Tony let out a startled, high-pitched sound as he stepped into the bathroom and shut the door.


“How did you like your party?” Sam asked softly.

Tony smiled into his pillow. “It was nice. I especially liked meeting Sharon and telling her that her boyfriend shoved my boyfriend into a pond and ran.”

Sam grinned. “I liked the color Steve turned when Sharon judged him.”

“I like Sharon. I hope she sticks around.”

“Me too.” Sam leaned in to press a kiss to his cheek. “Okay but I have one last present.”

Tony sat up immediately, smiling brightly, even as he said, “You didn’t have to do that!”

Sam snorted as the brunet gave him grabby hands and pulled the box he’d been hiding out from under the bed. “No, no, I insist you accept it.” He put it in Tony’s outstretched hands. “I hope you like them.”

“Of course!” Tony said, pulling the ribbon open. “It’s from you!”

“Every time you say something like that, I fall even more in love with you,” Sam informed him.

Tony scoffed, trying to hide the way his cheeks went pink as he pulled the paper open. “I already said I’d like them, you flatterer. Oh!” He paused, hands hovering over the beautiful powder blue heels in the box. “…Oh.”

“JARVIS helped me with the size,” Sam explained as he watched Tony’s fingers trail over one beautiful blue arch. “I hope you like them.”

“Oh, Sam,” Tony breathed, then turned abruptly, pulling off his socks.

“Hey, you don’t have to put them now—” Sam began.

Tony already had the shoes in hand and was carefully pulling the first shoe on. “Sam, they’re perfect—Oh, JARVIS, I need matching panties!”

“Tony,” Sam laughed, sitting up. “You don’t need to—”

Tony got to his feet and took a few experimental steps around before turning to look at his feet in the mirror. “They’re gorgeous. Oh, Sam-!” He turned, flushed with pleasure. “This is the nicest gift anyone has ever gotten me.” He waited for Sam to shift around so his legs were over the edge of the bed so he could stand between them, leaning down to press a gentle kiss to his lips. “Thank you, Sam.”

Sam reached up to cup his cheeks. “Anything for you, sweetheart.”

Tony crawled back onto the bed, straddling his lap. “Hey, Sam?”

“Hmm?” Sam murmured, reaching down to pull Tony’s shirt out of his pants.

Tony leaned back, looking down at him through his lashes. “If you want to pick out something other than shoes, you can.”

Sam hummed, sliding his hands under Tony’s shirt and stroking up and down his back. “That’s really nice, Tony. Anything I want?”

“Anything you want,” Tony agreed quietly.

“What about a birthday cake?”

Tony paused, then leaned back, raising an eyebrow. “A birthday cake.”

“Yeah. For my birthday. I want you to jump out of a cake wearing nothing but the shoes I bought you.”

Tony smiled widely. “And people accuse me of being a deviant. Do you want me to do it in front of the others?”

“Nope!” Sam said, popping the P. “Just me.” He slid his hands around to unclasp Tony’s slacks. “On second thought, don’t jump out of a cake. Just be waiting in bed for me.”

“Hmm… I could do that,” Tony said thoughtfully. He played with the hair on Sam’s nape idly. “I… yeah, I could do that.” He paused. “…I can still get you something else too, right? I’ve kinda already started making it.”

Sam snorted. “Of course you have. Don’t worry, Pepper’s already told me about the giant bunny you got her for Christmas.”

Tony bounced in his lap excitedly. “You’re gonna like it, I swear! I put it past Pepper and Rhodey!”

Sam laughed and pulled him down for another kiss. “My birthday isn’t for four months!”

“I started it two months ago!” Tony began brightly. “It’s—”

“Nooo I wanna be surprised!” Sam exclaimed, covering his mouth with one hand. “Can’t we just have birthday sex and you don’t spoil your own surprise for me?”

“Aw,” Tony said, shoulders sagging, but he nodded. “I guess.

Sam snorted again. “Poor you, having to have sex instead of spoiling my birthday present that you’re going to give me in four months.

“Boo,” Tony complained. “It’s gonna be super awesome and you’re gonna love it.”

“Oh no, I guess I’ll just have to keep having sex with you to keep the secret from being spoiled,” Sam drawled. “A true hardship.”

“True hard-dick-up-my-ass.”

“Tony that didn’t even make sense!” Sam exclaimed, trying not to laugh and mostly failing.

Tony smiled and leaned down to smother his laughs with a kiss. “Happy birthday to me!”

So we were approaching the [beach] scene, and I was talking to the two guys and they were both really, really, really, really nervous. Partly because they’d never performed a sex scene in a film before, they’d hardly acted at all, I hadn’t directed a sex scene, just all around we’re all green as hell. But we get there and the one kid, Jharrel Jerome, who plays Kevin, he’d asked me, he said, ‘So, Barry, what is this scene?’ I was like, ‘It’s in the script. Exactly the scene.’ I’m just trying to make it chopping wood. And I go, ‘Jharrel, are you a virgin?’ He goes, ‘No I’m not a virgin.’ I was like, ‘Okay, was the person you lost your virginity to more experienced, with the same experience?’ He was like, ‘No, she was more experienced.’ I was like, ‘Was it a good experience?’ He said, ‘Yeah, it was, she was really kind.’ And now, I like the actor to sort of talk their way into the solution, I don’t wanna give it. So I got quiet, and he said, ‘Is this the first time Kevin has kissed another man?’ I said, ‘No, it’s not the first time Kevin has  kissed another man.’ Then I got really quiet and I just watched him. And he said, ‘Is this the first time Chiron has kissed another man?’ I didn’t say anything, and he said, ‘Oh, it’s the first time Chiron has kissed anyone.’ I said, ‘Yes.’ And that’s what the scene became about.
—  Barry Jenkins x
I love you's by characters
  • Clarke Griffin: I love you!
  • Commander Lexa: I'll always be with you.
  • Carmilla Karnstein: But it is so beautiful the way you try.
  • Laura Hollis: You know!
  • Nicole Haught: I know, baby.
  • Waverly Earp: I love her.
  • Spencer Hastings: Can I kiss you? Just one last time...
  • Toby Cavanaugh: I was building [the house] for you.
  • Alex Danvers: She's beautiful, she's so beautiful...
  • Maggie Sawyer: And I really just, I wanna kiss you.
  • Lena Luthor: Kara Danvers, you are my hero.
  • Kara Danvers: *as Supergirl* Kara Danvers believes in you.
  • Alison DiLaurentis: Those kisses weren't just for practice.
  • Emily Fields: Ali, you're not alone.
  • Max Caufield: You are all that matters to me.
  • Chloe Price: That's okay. We will [last]. Forever.
  • Clay Jensen: I'm not going. Not now. Not ever.
  • Hannah Baker: You are my favorite "What If?".
  • Beca Mitchell: Well, you saw me naked, so.
  • Chloe Beale: *starts singing Titanium*
  • Veronia Lodge: No matter what no boy will come between us.
  • Betty Cooper: *supportive wife*
  • Mark Sloan: We're meant to be.
  • Lexie Grey: It's like I'm infected by Mark Sloan.
  • Arizona Robbins: I can't live without you and our ten kids.
  • Callie Torres: Do not Calliope me.
  • Alex Vause: I heart you.
  • Piper Chapman: Doomed to be together.
  • Delphine Cormier: *Cosima might die* No, I won't let you.
  • Cosima Niehaus: I came back for you.
kiss sentence starters.

“ are you gonna kiss me or not? ”
“ how many have you kissed? ”
“ i really want to kiss you right now. ”
“ i think we should kiss right now. ”
“ i don’t kiss and tell. ”
“ do you wanna kiss me? ”
“ am i a good kisser? ”
“ do i think i kiss okay? ”
“ i’ve always wanted to kiss you. ”
“ so i can kiss you anytime i want. ”
“ i’ve never kissed anyone before. ”
“ please, tell me you’ve done this before. ”
“ it we just a kiss, not like it meant anything? ”
“ did you kiss me with your tongue? ”
“ you are a really good kisser. ”
“ i want to be my first and last kiss. ”
“ just walk up to him/her and kiss him/her, it’s not hard. ”
“ are you trying to lean in and kiss me right now. ”
“ do not even try and kiss me right now. ”
“ not even a kiss could shut me up. ”
“ no kiss goodbye? ” “ you always kiss me goodbye, why? ”
“ i dream about kissing your lips. ”
“ i’ve kissed before, just not like this. ”
“ i don’t know how to kiss, could you teach me? ”
“ i don’t wanna miss this kiss. ”
“ let’s just kiss and get it over with already. ”
“ first kisses are always so awkward, unless the other person is experienced. ”

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The signs when their crush is staring at them
  • <p> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b>Aries:</b> I FUCKING KNEW IT. Soulmates, can we made out already?<p/><b>Taurus:</b> Omfg, what should I do now? *hit them with food*<p/><b>Gemini:</b> "Oh, hi. Do you wanna marry me?"<p/><b>Cancer:</b> *dies*<p/><b>Leo:</b> Too fabulos even for you. Kiss my ass, I know you want to.<p/><b>Virgo:</b> It's rude to stare at someone but it's okay if you stare at me.<p/><b>Libra:</b> "Just so you know, if you'll stare at me more than 5 minutes you will have to pay."<p/><b>Scorpio:</b> *stares back harder* I could do this all day<p/><b>Saggitarius:</b> Tries to do something funny, ends up in hospital<p/><b>Capricorn:</b> Resting bitch face on the outside, dies on the inside.<p/><b>Aquarius:</b> Stares back or just ignores them. No in between.<p/><b>Pisces:</b> Am I dreaming or what?<p/></p><p/></p><p/></p>
Ball Chain & Satin

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: “Can you write a one shot where Bucky and Reader are getting married, but Bucky is scared. Angst or fluff, it’s up to you. Thanks!” Requested by Anonymous.

Word Count:1,391

Warnings: Language (probably)

A/N: I’m working on my requests, yay me! Oh boii, the fluff is strong :) Hope you’ll like it!

Originally posted by heartsandwheels

You were in front of the mirror, admiring your sleeveless satin wedding gown when someone knocked on the door.

“Who is it?”

“It’s me.”

Grabbing a fistful of satin, you gathered up the skirt of your gown and moved closer to the door. You pressed your ear against the wood and heard him shuffling around on the other side of the door.

“Buck, what are you doing here? We’re not supposed to see each other before the ceremony.”

“I wanted to see you.”

“You’ll see me in an hour. Now, hush!”

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Everyday Witchcraft: Burt's Bees Glamours and Affirmations

So I really like Burt’s Bees Chapstick.
And I use a lot of it.
My favorite one is the honey infused, which is fitting because of being an Aphrodite devotee and all, but I’ve developed this ritual when I apply my lip balm where I put it on, breathe in the scent, and then say “I speak sweetly. People listen and believe me.” This inspired me to come up with little mini spells for more of the scents, so here you go. Burt’s Bees’ spells on the go. Enjoy. :)

Honey: Use as a glamour to make you seem sweet and cute as a button as well as charming them with your speech. Useful when avoiding persecution or hiding your true intentions of world domination. 

Affirmation: I speak sweetly. People listen and believe me.

Wild Cherry: If you’re looking for a classy seductress vibe, wild cherry is your gal. Maybe blow some kisses at yourself in the mirror or lick your lips to lock in the feeling and get yourself in the flirting mood. 

Affirmation: I am fair and enchanting, my kiss makes people melt.

Pink Grapefruit: Use for cleansing and purifying yourself of an argument. Having a hard time keeping peace with your relatives about politics at the thanksgiving table when it would be better to stay quiet? Try this baby. 

Affirmation: I wash myself of this conflict. I am free from negativity.

Strawberry: Strawberry is associated with innocent love and wealth. The many fruits on the vine represent fertility as well, meaning strawberry is the perfect fruit for bringing overall success into your life and keeping it there. 

Affirmation: I have abundance. All I say and do brings me success and love.

Coconut Pear: Coconut represents absolute purity. In WWI some soldiers were given transfusions of coconut water when donor blood was low because it is sterile. Pears are a key love element, so if you’re wanting to attract real love, from people with good intentions (perhaps weeding out the creeps when internet dating) then this one’s for you. 

Affirmation: I am bathed in affection by those with pure intentions.

Raspberry: Raspberry represents health, fertility, communication and love. Use to facilitate healthy relationships and help you to maintain physical health along with a healthy lifestyle. If you can feel yourself getting stress sickness, use an affirmation like this to turn it around. 

Affirmation: My relationships and my body are healthy. I am free of pain.

Pineapple: Use for attracting wealth and success into your life. Pineapple is the fruit of the traveler, gifted to show hospitality and status. It’s rich inside can hardly be seen as anything but gold in fruit form. You can use this affirmation as a way to both convey status you may not yet have, as well as attract it. 

Affirmation: My voice is filled with opulence. Wealth is headed my way.

Mango: Mango is heavily associated with Buddha and enlightenment. Use this to bring focus back to your spiritual journey, and to help others on their own. 

Affirmation: I am free and enlightened. My words have the power of knowledge.

Blueberry: Use this for protection. Strong protection. Blueberry keeps danger away, confuses and causes distress to enemies who push the boundary. A word unleashed to your enemies under this protection will cause them distress and make them want to leave you alone. 

Affirmation: I am untouchable. I needn’t speak to intimidate my enemy.

Pomegranate: Use this one before doing divination to heighten psychic energy and help with seeing beyond the veil if that’s your thing. Pomegranates have significance in many religions as being highly spiritual and associated with heaven or the underworld. As a glamour, this could also help with giving off “I am a mysterious and powerful witch” vibes, so if you’re doing witchcraft work for non witchy people, such as divination, this could help set the mood. 

Affirmation: I am powerful with the energies of life and death. When divining I speak the truth.

Vanilla Bean: This is the big whammy of love spell ingredients. If you’re going out and just wanna find someone RIGHT NOW then vanilla is the powerful punch you’re looking for. The silky scent combined with charmed speech is a powerful seduction tool. It also makes you feel very confident and sexy on your own, so that’s great too. 

Affirmation: *blow a kiss* I seduce with the force of a sorceress.

You’re not my Wife

The girl handed you the phone with a giddy smile. “Do you mind taking the picture?” she begged. 

You laughed and took her phone from her. “Sure, sweetheart. But I’ll warn ya, that one gets a little handsy when he is drunk,” you said, gesturing toward Jensen. “And he was drunk off his ass three whiskey’s ago,” you laughed with a wink. 

The girl laughed before stepping between Jensen and Jared. They both towered over her. She couldn’t wipe the adorable smile off of her face. You smiled to yourself as you raised the phone to take the picture. 

You were watching the screen as Jensen planted a firm kiss on the girl’s temple. You had to stifle a giggle as you heard him lean back and start talking to her. 

“Damn, Y/N, you smell so good. Did you change perfumes or something? And when did your hair get so long?” he asked, looking down at the girl. 

You tossed your head back in laughter as you snapped the picture then got Jensen’s attention. 

You snapped your fingers so that Jensen looked up at you.

“Hey, Jensen!” you giggled. 

When his eyes met yours, he smiled in recognition then looked back at the girl he had just kissed. He looked thoroughly confused. 

“You’re not my wife,” he slurred as he pulled away from the girl. “Who are you again?” 

Jared laughed as he pulled the girl into a hug. 

“Don’t mind his drunk ass,” Jared laughed as he squeezed the fan to his chest. “Y/N warned you about how he gets when he has had a few too many,” he said shaking his head. 

“Hey!” Jensen said indignantly. “We’re celebrating, Asshat!” he declared as he looked at you then back at Jared. Your eyes went wide. Jensen had no filter after a lot of liquor. He was about to spill the beans to everyone. 

“Jens, I think that’s enough,” you said, your eyes wide as he looked at you confused still. 

“What, beautiful? We ARE celebrating. We have a damn good reason to celebrate,” he said, walking toward you, snaking his arms around your waist and pulling you close, nuzzling into your neck. 

“I know,” you whispered, letting your hands settle on Jensen’s shoulders. “But the reason we are celebrating  is still a secret,” you reminded him. 

Jensen kissed your neck then pulled away to look you in the eye. “You mean they don’t know you’re pregnant?” he asked. 

You slapped a hand over his mouth, and he just smiled back at you his eyes lighting up as he kissed your palm. 

“What?” Jared and Gen said at the same time as the girl walked away. 

“They do now,” you laughed. “We were waiting until we told both of our parents,” you added, popping Jensen in the stomach. He shrugged innocently as he looked from you to Gen and Jared. “But I should have known once this one started drinking, it wouldn’t be a secret for long,” you laughed. 

Jensen contemplated you for a minute. “Secrets are stupid,” he declared. “Hey everybody! Listen up!” he yelled at no one in particular. “My sexy, gorgeous, beautiful wife is PREGNANT!” he declared triumphantly. “And I’m the lucky son of a bitch that knocked her up. Now THAT part was fun,” he laughed. 

“Okay, that’s enough, Ackles,” you laughed, kissing him quickly so that he would shut up. His tongue tangled with yours before the two of you pulled away breathless. 

“That mean you wanna get started on another?” he teased, running his hand up under your shirt. 

“Down boy,” you said, slapping his hand away. “What am I gonna do with you?” you laughed, kissing him once more. 

“Congrats, guys,” Jared said with a laugh, pulling you both into a bear hug. 

“Thanks man,” Jensen said seriously. “She is one hell of a woman,” he added, looking at you proudly. 

“Oh?” you asked. 

“Hell yeah,” Jensen replied, pulling you into his arms and kissing you with fervor.  

“Don’t you forget it, Ackles,” you teased, running your hands along the length of his back, the mystery picture girl long forgotten. 

Thoughts while reading Acowar.

Mind the swearing and spoilers kids.

-2 years before the wall? Wait is this like a baby bat Rhys POV?
-oh God this field isn’t a nice place. Kinda like it tho.
- omfg 6 High Fae… 6, to defeat one Illyrian… damn.
- Rhys is so protective if his brothers it’s killing me.
-AGH PART ONE HERE I FUCKING COME.
-Yes Feyre, burn this shit.
-Already thinking about that wingspan Feyre? Can’t blame ya.
- Ugh Tamlin no can you not enter this moment just yet. Ugh Lucian I’m fucking watching you.
-Oh for Fuck sake I gotta read about Ianthe soon to?
-ugh I just want some smut and it’s only page nine.
-Feyre you can roll your eyes. God knows I am.
- Oh hey Ianthe, go Fuck yourself Ianthe.
-You definitely revived something from Rhys hands Feyre, but it was far more pleasurable than torture.
-Lucian I won’t ship you and Elaine. But please, for the love of God, kill Ianthe.
-Oh hell fucking ni, Jurian, go fucking Fuck yourself and stay the Fuck away.
-Oh snap, Nesta and Elaine already so powerful they can drain the cauldron.
-Oh snap, Feyre laying down these facts. Also that’s how I spell Miryaim’s name.
-Feyre you savage.
-Jurian, talk about Elaine like that again and I will kill you.
-Oh Fuck off Ianthe, I’ve read enough of you.
-Okay Lucian, my heart is softening towards you.
-God I missed you Alis.
-Damn summer solstice is giving me goosebumps.
-Rhys you are giving me life.
-Uh Oh, Tamlin’s getting jealous of friendship.
-YOU FUCKING BURNED THEIR WINGS.
-Ahhh Feyre you also cringing about Elaine being fucked by a fire blooded male?? Let me introduce to Azriel. He’s far better in my opinion.
-All these painting titles… we’re they like, working title for Acowar.
-Rhysand you get that tongue to work.
-Also Tam you prick.
-TAMLIN YOU MOTHERFUCKING PRICK HOW WOULD YOU LIKE A WHIPPING.
-God Alis, my bae.
-Feyre slit her throat.
-Yes Feyre Fuck this bitch up.
-Oh these twins. Can you fucking not.
- Go Lucian Go.
-Bring on Part Two.
-“He can get in line,” Feyre getting a list of people who wanna kill her to rivals Aelins.
-Oh for Fuck sake, everything was going so well, until Lucian’s brothers showed up.
-OMG CASSIAN YOU’RE BACK.
-AZRIEL MY CUPCAKE.
-“There’s no such thing as a High Lady,” bitch excuse me.
-Cassian you melt my stone cold heart.
-Mor my darling.
-OMG IT’S HAPPENING, RHYS IS COMING.
-Amren, boo. Hru?
-Lucian being called a girl, I’m dying
-AGH RHYS.
-“Go find somewhere else to be,” I know what that means.
-The smut was worth it.
-Oh I missed the banter of my baby bats.
-And Rhys’ swearing begins.
-Cassian sunning his wings. I wonder if a certain Nesta sees.
-Cassian trying to be chill around Nesta is my new aesthetic.
-Nesta reads romance. Hell Yes.
-“You come between a male and his mate, Nesta Archeron, and you’re going to learn about the consequences the hard way.” Trying to foreshadow something there Cassian? I Ship.
-No is mentioning the sorrow and longing in Cassian eyes, Feyre, for the same reason no one mentioned it when Rhys looked at you all those months ago.
-Reading about Elaine is painful.
-I’m relating to Elaine and all those open curtains too much… shit.
-Cassian you’re to precious.
-I missed the Amren/Cassian banter so much.
-Shit Mor is getting pissed.
-Feyre keeps calling Rhys mate and I’m feeling bad for the Australian readers.
-“Because I can’t stay away” well Fuck me if they ain’t mates.
-Nesta looking as Cassian like he’s the only one in the room.
-Damn right there was a reason Lucian wore a fox mask.
-Idk what to write but the nessian at pg.203. gahhhhhhh.
-“Surely Nesta wasn’t anything he couldn’t handle,” omfg Feyre, it’s hilarious of you to think that.
-Feyre were you not there for Acomaf. He was very clearly, cocky then.
-Library sex? I’m in.
-oh, so no library sex.
-To the Bone Carver we go. RIP.
-Oh so, the Carver, and the Wearer are- I’d be shocked only I read that spoiler.
-Oh so the Carver is a mirror type of perosn? What even is a mirror person? Is it his kink?
-Oh Nesta having death powers.
-Feyre constantly calling Rhys mate tho.
-Tbh all I wanna know is who or what the carver appeared to Cassian.
-Everyone in this book be complementing Rhys good taste.
-Ah Az and Elaine be starting. Az be carrying his ship.
-Poor Cassian. Nesta will come around, I promise, I read the spoiler.
-YES AZRIEL SHOW HER THE GARDEN. I’VE READ THIS SPOILER PAGE SO MUCH AND NOW IT’S MINE.
-You know, I wrote a fanfiction about Az and Elaine in a garden and her calling his scars pretty. They kissed in it.
-“Azriel isn’t the ravishing type,” Rhys you should read the fanfic I wrote about him. He loves to ravish.
-omg Cassian calming Nesta- ugh how many more pages until this kiss?
-Az, sunning your wings for Elaine? How scandalous.
-“Why not make them mates?” Feyre babe I’m asking the same question.
-FEYRE YOU SHIP ELRIEL TOO? Oh sweetie I love you more than Cassian rn.
-Rhysand, let Feyre play matchmaker.
-I was about to bash Kier for insulting Az, but Az got this shit.
-Oh not this fucking Eris bitch again.
-Rhys the Fuck you playing at?
-Okay, ngl I know Mor is gay but those Eris know? Ffs.
-Okay everyone is fighting and I’m more intrigued than I should be.
-D'as Nessian.
-Double d'aw Elriel.
-Pg.303 and back to sassy Az.
-Sassy Az KS giving me life.
-It was at page 306 that I realised I was in love with Az.
-Nephelle’s be giving me goosebumps.
-Yes bathtub scent with Rhys.
-Oh it’s actually a massage scene? I’m in.
-Feyre are you trying to start a war? Cassian flying with Nesta. Dammit who am I kidding I wanna see that.
-Yes Az, help Elaine in the garden. I am sailing this ship.
-Nesta watching Cassian lick his fingers and I’m like, now imagine that kissing elsewhere.
-Nes? I ship.
-Some shit happening in the library.
-ohhhh so we finally reached the part where people wonder if Elaine is a seer.
-Yes Feyre, put Elaine’s riddles together.
-Okay that scene was intense but Nessian at the end was calming.
-“Amren on the hunt,” a novel by sjm.
-Damn Az, took you awhile but bravo, she’s a seer. God it couldn’t be any easier to love you.
-Lucian I swear to God if you die, looking for this sixth queen, I will kill you.
-Also where is my Suriel.
-Shit Alis don’t die.
-oh FFS, look, “king” of Hybren, old buddy. If you’d kindly fuck off. Only it’s late, I don’t need these plot twists.
-Look, “King,” I’d pay good money to see you try and take Feyre.
-Rhys if you could destroy my upcoming exams the way you did those ships, I’d be grateful.
-pg.379, more smut, hell yes.
-pg.381, Nesta all concerned.
-The amount of sex feysand are having. That wingspan must be truly impress you Feyre darling.
-So Cassian is terrible at complements.
-Ah yes boys, bringing up that wingspan again.
-This Nessian tho.
-“she threatened to freeze my balls off,” Kallias, Viviane, welcome to my heart.
-I’m in love with Viviane.
-God sake, Tamlin Fuck off.
-Tamlin, let me tell you, Rhys and Feyre have fucked so much I’m sure he could recount every noise she is capable of making.
-Fucking shut up Tamlin.
-Eris if you’d kindly shut the Fuck up too, it’d be a pleasure.
-Pg.438, Nesta, damn, *blows kisses.*
-nvm of 439, Go Feyre. Slay.
-Helion…. wait… look I can’t go around loving all these people. It makes me look like I have a heart.
-You know I’d be surprised at Lucian being a whole, some air of dawn court, but I already read that spoiler.
-Okay mor is gay why is- you know what, never mind, I give up.
-Oh. Oh Fuck.
-lol, I’m so tired, whenever I hear the wall mentioned all I can think of is humpty dumpty.
-“Don’t even start,” Nesta, sweetie, we’ve been shipping this since the last book.
-Part three here I come.
-btw this is still the same day for me. I’ve read up to part three in a few hours. It’s two in the morning. Never underestimate a fangirl deprived of her smut.
-Jurian just has to show up, doesn’t he.
-idk who I am to believe anymore.
-I wanna say Fuck this shit I’m out. But I am so in.
-So am I meant to trust Jurian or not.
-Damn Tarquin.
-Nessian will kill me quicker than these plot twists.
-Ayyy more shut, god I love you Sarah.
-Yes, the Suriel is coming into play bitches. I’d been surprised by what happens only I’ve seen this spoiler too.
-Okay first thing first, Ianthe please Fuck off Secondly rip Suriel 2K17.
-Cassian what happened. Nesta please. I know the ending and shit but tf happened.
-Feyre be joining up these dots about which way Mor floats.
-This, Varian, Amren thing, yeah I’d like another five books of it.
-Awww, Az, you’re to sweet and selfless.
-I’m so tired IDK how to feel anymore.
-Oh greatttt, Feyre got hit with an arrow. Any more plot twists.
-Wait Tamlin? Fuck, ugh.
-d'aw, Elaine kissed his cheek.
-it’s four in the morning. I have less than one hundred pages left.
-Shit.
-Fucking hell Elaine stab them bastard.
-Also Nessian hell yes.
-Also…wait what’s happening.
-Rhysand you fucking bastard it’s five in the morning don’t do this to me. I know you live god dammit don’t fucking do this.
-oh thank fuck that’s all settled.
-This book. These plot twists. These ships. It’s all so heart wrenching and shit.
-Wait is she flying over Velaris in her lingerie.
-Fuck it’s half five in the morning. I read this book in under 24 hours. I need to sleep.
*hours later*
-omfg I need to read this shit again. It was so good. The High Lords, the banter, the near death experiences. The romance. The sass. Sarah you queen.
-if the at least the novellas don’t have nessian or Elriel tho I may be tempted to cry.

And that, my friends, is a snippet of the roller coaster if thoughts and emotions I went through. I was too tired to cry during it but my heart was successfully ripped out a few times.

Drive

Halsey song lyric imagine

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Summary:  Y/N and Jughead take a long drive out of Riverdale for a road trip and discover their hidden feelings for each other 

Warnings: swearing, slight smut, drinking

‘Swerving on the 405, I can never keep my eyes off this’

We’d been driving for hours, we didn’t even know where we were going anymore, or what were running from. The sudden impulsive decision to get out of town and take a road trip was decided by Jughead. He had been distressed at school lately and said he had a lot of stuff going on in his head, and he needed to get away. 

Me being the good friend I am, and caring a great deal for him, didn’t want him to be alone so I decided to make the offer on taking him away for a while. 

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Masterlist - Updated 30/4/17

Originally posted by sebastiansource

- read my masterlist here . Please come and let me know your favourites -

Series

Training With Bucky - A series of connected one shots of what’s like to train with Bucky Barnes based off these headcanons here - Part 1

Ficmas - A series of christmas drabbles - Masterlist

Daddy Drabbles - A series of drabbles which detail the adventures of our favourite characters as fathers - Masterlist

100 Kinks - 100 kinky drabbles to celebrate Bucky’s 100th birthday (smut)

Front Line Love - Reader a nurse during WW2 finds herself at the same camp as Bucky. - Part 1, Part 2 (smut)

Riding in cars with boys - A smutty drabble series featuring all our favourite Sebastian Stan characters in cars, so come along for the ride. - Part 1: Carter

Bucky x Reader- Prompt drabbles

“I’m tired of being your secret”/“Sometimes, there is nothing better than some good old-fashioned, no string attached fucking” (SMUT)

“Will you just tell me the truth?”

“You don’t need to protect me”/“Didn’t realise I needed your permission”

“I think you’ll be happy to know that I’m not wearing any underwear.”

“I remember practicing how to ask you out in the mirror..”

Bucky + knives + dirty talk (SMUT)

Under the table at black tie gala (SMUT")

“It’s Christmas, don’t be mad at me.”

“Welcome to fatherhood”

“Stop being so cute”

“How is my wife more badass than me?”

“I’m not buying IKEA furniture again.”

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The Divide Series: Dive

I’m sorry it took me 500 years, but here it is. This is my favorite song from the album so I hope y’all enjoy! x 

Originally posted by thestylesgifs


You tap your nails in a rhythmic pattern against the shopping cart handle as you lean away from it. The brown-lidded tubs are truly glowing in the fluorescent light cast from the freezers, making them even more appetizing, and consequently, harder to choose from. Your bottom lip is caught between your teeth in concentration as you let your eyes dart between two particular flavors, hoping one will stand out more than the other.  

You glance to your left and right, wondering how much time you have left. The store was near closing time when Harry and you had entered a few minutes ago for a quick grocery run. Halfway through your fast paced stroll through the store, he had muttered something about making smoothies before placing a hard kiss to your temple, squeezing your shoulders, and disappearing. To your benefit though,  he had left you just near the icecream section.

Your eyes have grown a bit hazy, lost in your thoughts and keen decision making. So when you hear something being dropped in the cart you jump in alarm at the sound. You hear him snickering softly behind you, and his arms are sliding around your waist and tugging you back into him in the next moment. His chest is sturdy against your back as you relax into him.

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Chris Evans at a Party Would Include:

  • Jesus that kid can drink
  • he wants to play all the drinking games
    • “Mm, one game, baby. Just one.”
  • He is so handsy
  • he understands if you don’t want to drink
    • but he still spends every ten seconds asking if you want a sip
  • “hold my drink babe” before he does something weird
  • not letting you out of his sight
  • holding you really close to him
  • going up to everyone he sees so he can “show you off”
    • “look at this beauty, right? I bet you’re jealous.”
  • “Dance with me”
    • Very bad dancing on his part
    • also at least attempting to grind on you
  • holding his dance while he tries to kiss you and spilling all over you
    • “Oh man! Oh, I’m so sorry. Jeez. Let me help you.”
      • getting really flustered when you take your shirt off
        • “I wanna take you right now. Please, baby, god it’d be so hot.”
      • again. very handsy.
      • manhandling and pushing you to a wall so he can kiss you as much as he wants (and you allow)
  • he just laughs the whole way home
  • really bad hangover 
Bridges that Taylor Swift actually created

hey, you call me up again just to break me like a promise, so casually cruel in the name of being honest…

and you come away with a great little story of a mess of a dreamer with the nerve to adore you 

i’ve found time can heal most anything, and you just might find who you’re supposed to be…

and there you are on your knees, begging for forgiveness, begging for me, just like i always wanted, but i’m so sorry…

and the saddest fear comes creeping in, that you never loved me, or her, or anyone, or anything yeah

and for the first time, what’s past is past..

this is falling in love in the cruelest way, this is falling for you when you are world’s away…

call a cab, lose my number, you’re about to lose your girl…

and what do you do when the one who means the most to you… is the one who didn’t show…

this is a state of grace, this is the worthwhile fight, love is a ruthless game unless you play it good and right…

you took the time to memorise me, my fears, my hopes, and dreams i just like hanging out with you all the time…

two headlights shine through the sleepless night, and i will get you i’ll get you alone, your name has echoed through my mind and i just think you should think you should know that nothing safe is worth the drive and i will follow you follow you home…

we made a quite a mess babe, it’s probably better off this way, and i confess babe, in my dreams you’re touching my face, and asking me if i wanna try again with you, and i almost do…

distance, timing, breakdown, fighting, silence, train runs off its tracks, kiss me try to fix it, could you just try to listen… hang up, give up, for the life of us we can’t get back…

but i took your matches before fire could catch me so don’t look now… i’m shining like fireworks over your sad empty town…

my thoughts will echo your name until i see you again, these are the words i held back as i was leaving too soon, i was enchanted to meet you..

time turns flames to embers, you’ll have new september’s, every one of us has messed up too…

and i hope the sun shines and its a beautiful day, and something reminds you you wished you had stayed, you can plan for a change in weather and time, but i never planned on you changing your mind…

will you take a moment, promise me this, that you’ll stand by me forever, but if god forbid fate should step in, and force us into a goodbye, if you have children someday, when they point to the pictures, please tell them my name, tell them how the crowds went wild, tell them how i hope they shine..

remember when you hit the brakes too soon, 20 stitches in the hospital room, when you started crying baby i did too, when the sun came up i was looking at you, remember when you couldn’t take the heat, i walked out i said I’m setting you free but the monsters turned out to be just trees, and when the sun came up you were looking at me…

you were all i wanted, but not like this….

you’ll see me in hindsight, tangled up with you all night, burnin it down, someday when you leave me i bet these memories will follow you around..

remind me how it used to be, pictures in frames of kisses on cheeks, and say you want me….

your smile, my ghost, i fell to my knees, when you’re young you just run, but you come back to what you need…

now that I’m clean, i’m never gonna risk it…

i reached for you but you were gone, i knew i had to go back home, you search the world for something else to make you feel like what we had, and in the end in wonderland we both went mad…

just another coffee shop AU

So this was part of a not!fic challenge but it ended up as more of a fic than a not!fic, so I’m posting it here. The challenge was to put a trope in my inbox and I’d tell you about the story I’d write. (Honestly, I’m tempted to adapt this and try to do it as orig fic, haha) So enjoy.

It’s harder than you think to get a job in a little podunk town that’s mostly home to fishermen. Dex takes what he can get, and what he can get is a job dishing out lattes and scones at the little pretentious coffee house that vacationing yuppies love to frequent on their way to Maine’s outlet malls. It’s barely a living, but Dex doesn’t need much.

He serves coffee one day to the preppiest of the prep – a luxuriously coiffed writer who tells him that the coffee shop has the perfect atmosphere for inspiration. Dex snorts. This is a guy who wears his stubble purposely rough, to achieve some kind of effect. He probably wears “pre-distressed” clothing (although right now his outfit’s actually really sharp, with this vest over a fuzzy, tight-fitting sweater.)

The writer challenges him. “Come on, you have to have a little poetry in your soul?”

“I sold my soul for a three-dollar latte,” Dex replies.

The man laughs, and goddamn, even his teeth are perfect.

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Need a hand (Zach Dempsey x Reader ) Part 2

Request; Hi!! i love ‘Need a hand’ and if you’re up to it i would like to know how the story ends! 😏 you should write Reggie more. I also loved the Archie imagine you did! You’re so talented😍

A/N;  First of all thank you guys so much for everything and Girlllll let me tell you I am hype i definitely did not think this imagine was going to be so popular but it got over 390 notes  so yah girl extraaa hype anyways here’s part two.If you haven’t yet you should check out part one(Link below) and yo girl got a Jeff Atkins  and a Jason Blossom smut coming cause my baby’s should’ve never died and they deserved better plus I am obsessed with them so if you want turn on my notifications and stay tuned babies.Also hit my line or in this case inbox  or ask what ever floats yah boat if you wanna be on my tagged list.THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR 146 followers 😍

Warnings; smut maybe cursing sin cause I am a sinner that’s why Jesus died for our sins in the name of the lord I need 10 gallons of holly water Amen

NONE OF THE GIFS ARE MINE CREDIT TO THE OWNERS 

Part one  

Originally posted by knightlley


“now its my turn to make you feel good” he says kissing my neck

He goes down to my neck and I moan as he finds my sweet spot.He quickly comes back up as he bites my bottom lip asking for and entrance which I happily agreed to.

He tugs the hem off my shirt but I tease a little moving his hands away. This drives him insane. He  tugs on my shirt again and I give up so he takes it off. I flip us over so I’m on top and start taking off his sweatpants he helps me and then I straddle him and start grinding on him moving my hips back and forth.

He let’s out a soft moan and I smirk he then grabs my ass and I gasp as he stars increasing the speed of my moving hips. I can feel the bulge In his pants get harder. To tease him a little a get up and run away to the bathroom. He comes in and hugs me from behind as I stare at my self in the mirror.

He spins me around and sits me in the sink sliding down my jeans and taking them off. He moves my underwear and start putting one finger in. I bite my lip holding back a moan. I know that’s what he wants but  I won’t give it to him.

He pumps another finger in and I can’t hold my moans in as I let them out I can see him smirking, of course Zach is cocky about his ways I should’ve Imagined.My heartbeat is rising and so its the speed of his fingers. I hold onto his arm becoming weak from his touch and he chuckles.His fingers lose contact with my heat tormenting me and he picks me up and carries me back to his bed putting me down gently.He pins me down again attacking my neck with kisses.He slowly moves his hand to my back trying to unclasp my bra while keeping his balance.I arch my back giving him better access since he’s having a hard time. He starts  kissing down my neck now reaching the valley of my breasts. He takes my left one in his mouth swirling his tongue around it and I cant help but let out a cry of pleasure, He pinches my other nipple with his thumb and index finger causing me to groan out loud.He starts kissing down my body again  leaving hickies down my stomach. 

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He reaches the top of my underwear and plays around with the elastic  band pulling it and letting it go, I grow impatient and start bucking my hips up for him to notice my desperation. He does sliding off my panties in one swift movement. He separates my legs and comes closer to my dripping core he hums in appreciation which sends shivers up my spine.He pulls me thighs closer holding them tightly he digs in like is his last meal. He licks and sucks thoroughly causing moans to escape my mouth in an unconscious matter.His tongue works wonders down there as my eyes roll back from the pleasure, his greediness  attacking. I’m craving more but I can barely handle it.He looks fascinating between my legs, like is where he belongs.his tongue hits a certain spot and I scream. I can feel the knot quickly forming in my stomach warning me that I’m close to the edge.

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 He pulls away suddenly making me whimper at the lost of contact.He flips me over so that I’m laying on my back he reaches out the the drawer next to the bed and pulls out a condom rips it open and slides it on.He looks at me as if asking for permission  I nod smiling and he tells me to get on four I do as he says. He pulls my waist closer to his opening my legs a little he slowly slides in and I gasp enjoying the luscious moment.He gives me some time to adjust to his size and  then starts pounding into me, I feel like I’m on cloud nine his cock pumping in and out of me violently but I love every second of it. My core soaking wet I feel him hit the spot again and I warn him panting out a right there. Profanities flowing from both of us and he moan “ babygirl you’re so tight”.


The knot in my stomach becoming harder to hold. He slides in and out of me one more time and I feel the knot slowly untying a wave of euphoria surges through me as I scream out “oh fuck I’m cumming” he pounds into me a few more time coming undone as I tighten myself around him from riding out my high .Zach falls on top of me his body giving up and we lay like that for a couple of minutes trying to steady or breathing. He slides off of me onto the bed and turns to me.

“ so I think we should make our study session 3 time a week now instead of 2″ he says smiling.

“ we’ll see science boy we’ll see” I say smirking