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Fueled By Desire (NSFW 18+)

A/N: So, today has been a crazy day but I started writing this last night and wanted to post it tonight ! So I wrote it in virtually 24 hours, so I hope it didn’t suck to bad. I planned on posting it earlier but I had a bit of writers block. This a Theo smut that you can thank @hardladyheart for. She’s filled my mind with dirty Theo thoughts. (Fun fact’ this gif is actually mine and my blog name used to be twfanfic-af)

Thanks to: @writing-obrien and @hardladyheart for editing and proof reading.

Warning: SMUTTTTT

Word Count: 2803

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All It Takes (two)

Bucky x Reader

Summary: It’s not just Bucky who is miserably lusting after you.

Word Count: 1349 | Rating: R 

Warnings: SMUT. Masturbation, one nsfw gif

A/N: okay, that’s a crappy summary. but I hope the content is good enough for y’all 

also sorry for any typos, i’m on the phone.

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All It Takes Part One

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From the moment he stepped into your life, you were aware of what all he could do to you. Bucky Barnes was a walking warning himself, a constant reminder for why you cannot be anyone else’s but his. You are head over heels for him and all he has to do is look at you and throw that sexy smirk along with those twinkling blue orbs and you were done for good.

You find yourself daydreaming about him – a lot, often about his lips, how he would roam them all over your body, pressing gentle feather light kisses on your sensitive skin, leaving goosebumps in his wake. How his perfect lips would mould with yours, sucking all the air from your lungs, leaving them red and swollen. How he’d graze the tip of his nose along the underside of your jawline, breathing you in. He’d connect lips on the column of your throat, biting and sucking bruises and it would take him little to no time in discovering that sensitive spot on your neck which makes you release that sweet harmonious noise.

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McCall Pack, Meet Riverdale

Summary: Your the sister of the late Allison Argent. Soon after her death your father, Chris Argent, Isaac Lahey and you move to France. Not long after you find yourself living with your Dad in his hometown. While Riverdale doesn’t have a supernatural mess, it sure does have a strange and mysterious murder.

Characters: daughter!reader x chris argent, reader x undetermined love interest, Archie Andrews, Jughead Jones, Veronica Lodge, Betty Cooper, Stiles Stilinski, Scott McCall, and Allison Argent (mentioned)

Words: 1933

Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Wolf or the characters. I do not own Riverdale OR the characters, the show is based the Archie Comics which I do not own either. I also do not own any gifs, images or songs that may appear.

Warnings: possible swearing, mention of death, mention of murder, angst. Angry reader and allusion to the murder of Jason Blossom.

Author: Caitsy

Tagging: Ask if you want to be removed or added! At the bottom.

A/N: I’ve completely fallen in love with Riverdale mainly because I grew up reading the comics. IT’S AMAZING! With that being said I will be taking requests for Riverdale!

This is to hold you guys over because Ash and I will be unavailable for a little way. I have tons of homework and I’m not at liberty to say what Ash is busy at!

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You were humming to yourself as you walked into your house in the town that mimicked Beacons Hills just without the supernatural element. You had moved here when your dad decided moving to his hometown would be ideal following the harsh ending of your family. It wasn’t anything bad other than Allison had died and you wanted out. Riverdale was interesting but not like the dangers of living in Beacon Hills.

“Hey Dad?” You called from the porch. It had a few hidden places holding some weapons just in case.

“Sweetheart.” Your dad, Chris, asked from the dining room table. On the table was a bunch of weapons laid out to be cleaned, “Anything I can do for you?”

“I see it’s the weekly cleaning.” You chuckled as your eyes caught sight of Allison’s beloved Chinese daggers, “Want to order out?”

“Sure.” He chuckled tapping your nose, “You know what I like.”

You laughed before picking up the phone to call Pop’s diner. It was a short wait before you were able to place the order with the waitress. You were pretty sure she was the new waitress.

“It will be ready in twenty minutes.” She replied before the two of your exchanged goodbyes.

You sat at the table going about cleaning the weapons along with your dad. It was second nature and a bonding experience from the moment you learnt what the Argents really did. It was so second nature that your mind went back to the group of friends you had left behind.

Beacon Hills had been the first place that had become a strong permanent home since the moment you made friends. You cherished the times of happiness you had with your older sister and the pack. In the wise words of Robert Frost, nothing gold can stay. It was true.

“Do you want to go practice shooting?” Your dad asked nonchalantly.

“So soon after that death?”

“We’ve delt with worse and you know it.” He pointed a knife at you, “A murder like this is a hell of lot more welcome that the supernatural.”

“Someone still died.” You grumbled slumping down in your chair.

Chris sighed before glancing at the clock watching his remaining child sulk. Both had changed after Allison’s death for the better if you looked at it one way. It didn’t mean it didn’t hurt when her birthday rolled around and each locked themselves in their rooms.

“Go pick up the food.” He sighed tossing a pair of keys to you.

Without looking you caught them and hastily grabbed one of Allison’s daggers and pushing it into your boot. You quickly inserted the key to the car and drove the distance to the only good diner in town.

You sat there remembering the last time you had drove yourself, well more accurately when you drove. Stiles had been knocked out cold with an attack from the supernatural and you practically did illegal stunts to make it to the hospital.

“Get over it.” You mumbled to yourself as you opened the door of the diner. Inside was a remotely busy rush following the welcome back dance.

You hated dances. The last one your were at was sophomore year with Allison.

“Y/N!” Pop’s grinned, “You’ll have to hang tight, the deep fryer wasn’t working for a couple minutes.

You chuckled before settling into a booth with a good view outside. You watched as a group of teens laughed as they walked into the diner. You saw the resident hot shot Archie Andrews as his friends. Veronica Lodge, Betty Cooper and Jughead Jones. You shifted as they sat int the booth across from yours. It reminded you of your favourite times with the pack.


It was late when the pack dragged their asses to the diner that sold adequately healthy fast food. A lot of your were limping or injured in some kind of way following the shit kicking you had received against the Alpha pack. Thankfully all was right again…for now.

“Is my head supposed to hurt this much?” Stiles groaned shaking his head as Scott patted his bed friend on the back.

“You were knocked unconscious in a car accident. It’s safe to say that yes it should be for the next little while.” Lydia chuckled as she fixed her hair once more.

“What happened to you guys!” A young waiter exclaimed at the sight.

“We were playing a game of football.” You lied quickly.

Placing your orders in you all began to laugh tryng to ease the heightened feelings from the win you had managed. It was a shame everyone was under age and the diner didn’t sell alcohol because you could use some. Inside you all had different kinds of drinks.

“To a safe Beacon Hills!” You exclaimed clinking glasses with everyone.

“For now.” Stiles said meetings everyone’s eyes, “We killed ourselves and came back. It’s going to get a lot worse isn’t it.”

“We can face it. Together. We’ll come out the same.” You said before taking a long sip of your milkshake.

Boy were you wrong on that one.


You shuffled as a tear rolled down your cheek and you brushed it off. You hated thinking of those times at the same time. You missed them so much but in agreement with your dad you both needed to be away. It couldn’t be going to bad given no calls had happened.

“Y/N right?”

You looked over to see Betty looking at you concerned. The others watched the interaction with the same expectations. Veronica and Archie had already tried to make friends with you when you arrived in the summer but you wouldn’t have it.

“Yes.” You grumbled irritated by the tears wanting to move down your cheeks.

“Are you okay?”

“Fine.” You practically hissed before pulling the sleeves of your sweater down further, “Go back to gossiping.”

“We aren’t gossiping, man your one very angst teen.” Jughead said watching you.

“Says you.You’ve been attached to your computer since that kid was killed.”  You groaned leaning back but it stopped when the diner door slammed open with a strong force.

It was too strong so you were on your feet in a defensive position with the Chinese dagger neatly swinging in your hand. You heard a gasp from Betty as the dagger glinted in the dark lighting. Your head tilted as the frantic person landed their eyes on you with a friend sharing the same movements.

“Scott? Stiles?” You exclaimed shocked before the spazzing teenager harshly dragged you out of the diner. A concerned and worried Archie Andrews frantically followed you out with his friends.

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PART TWO

about the netflix castlevania series...

I know, I’ve been busy.  I’ve been raving over this series for the past week but I couldn’t get to a proper keyboard so I can a Proper Rave™ complete with gifs and sparklies.  

Seriously, WHERE IS THE REST OF CASTLEVANIA, NETFLIX?  YOU CAN’T LEAVE US HANGING WITH JUST FOUR BLOODY EPISODES, OKAY??!!!!  I NEED THE NEXT SET OF EPISODES AND I NEED THEM NOW. 

Fine, fine.  I’ll be a proper grown up.  I’ll stop sulking and wait patiently. 

Let’s get on with the List of Things That I Really Love About Netflix’s Castlevania animated series:

a.  Dracula - First off, Dracula is not a precious misunderstood Woobie Destroyer of Worlds.  He’s evil.  He’s got a dangerous labyrinth of a castle sitting smack dab in the middle of a forest of skeletons that are impaled on very long sharp stakes, his victims from years ago.  Dracula is bored, mean and absolutely disgusted with humanity.  Apparently, the only reason he doesn’t seem to be concocting some sort of Evil Plan to Cover the World in Eternal Night™ in the first few minutes we see him is because he can’t be arsed to anymore.  

But he is a lot more complex than your average moustache-twirling baddie and in less than five minutes we get the idea that there’s still some ounce of humanity left in everyone’s favorite Evil King Vampire.  He basically gets this OH NO SHE’S ADORABLE AND I LIKE HER SEND HELP look on his face once he gets properly acquainted with one Dr. Lisa Fahrenheights.  

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b.  Lisa Fahrenheights - People who’ve played Castlevania:  Symphony of the Night will know who she is and in the game, she’s pretty much portrayed as some sort of sanctified figure in a Certain Person’s memories.  In this series, Lisa Fahrenheights is smart, sassy and willing to tell off the most dangerous vampire in the world for his bad manners.  And while our acquaintance with her is painfully short, it gets pretty clear why Dracula would fall arse over cape for her.  

And surprisingly, she genuinely seems to love him back and is apparently willing to believe he can be better than his Evil self without forgetting that he IS a terrifying Evil Dark Lord With Fangs™.  We only get like 10 minutes to have her around and I’m actually willing to buy into the Dracula/Lisa love story far more than I did with Twilight or the Star Wars Anakin/Padme romance.  

She’s genuinely a good person without being insufferably saintly and I hope we get to see more of her in flashbacks as this series progresses because LISA FAHRENHEIGHTS DESERVED BETTER GDI.  

Seriously, in the Great List of Incredibly Stupid and Boneheaded Ideas™, accusing Dr. Lisa Fahrenheights Tepes (somehow, I get the feeling she and Vlad had a long and lively discussion about being his Princess/Lady/Countess and she stuck to her guns about being a Doctor) of witchcraft and then burning her alive at the stake is probably in the Top Three.  Right beside the one that says, “Do not kill the Cinnabon Roll Son of the Dark Lord of the Sith while Darth Papa is actually there to see everything.”  

Unfortunately, since this is the Middle Ages and we have all that bullshit about wise women being falsely accused and the Church being corrupt, so this clusterfuckery happens and of course, Vlad eventually comes home to find the house he built for his beloved destroyed and that he’s too late to save her.  He can’t even get the chance to possibly turn her into a vampire.  

Of course he’s pissed off. 

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Fire and Ice // A Dylan O’Brien Smut

Prompt: He’s a die-hard Mets fan, but you just so happen to be dedicated to the Yankees + request

Warings: NSFW, Explicit Sexual Content, Smut, Fingering, Oral (both recieving), Different Kinks (masterbation kink also releasing on girl’s face), Basically the dirtiest and most descriptive smut I think I’ve ever written. 

Relationship: Dylan O’Brien x Reader

Word Count: 6,200 (Sorry not sorry, I got carried away with the details)

Song: Bad Things by Camila Cabello and Machine Gun Kelly

A/N: I literally grew up loving the Yankees (still do) and I honestly don’t know how I hadn’t thought of this before. Also, get ready guys ‘cuz some cool things will be happening the next few weeks and I really hope y’all like it. 

P.s. I was originally gonna post a gif, but then I saw these two pictures and fucking lost it.

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“Oh, for the love of God!” The young woman complained before taking a long gulp of her drink as she watched her team’s pitcher fail for the fourth time tonight. “Sal, I swear, I’m gonna kill him.”

“Well, at least you’re still in the lead.” The bartender chuckled, wiping down the countertop in between the two.

“Yeah, no thanks to Bryan Mitchell.” She sighed, shaking her head in disappointment.

It wasn’t exactly one of the biggest games of the season, but to her it just about was. The Mets had a surprising comeback in 2016 and the last thing her Yankees needed was to lose to that pathetic excuse of a baseball team. With her eyes glued on the television in this small but cozy downtown bar, (Y/N) placed her glass of whiskey back on her lips and let the hard liquid tear its way down her throat.

As soon as the batter of the opposing team failed to successfully hit the ball, (Y/N) let out a much needed breath of relief. Her attention was completely dedicated to the game playing on the tv screen. Well, that is, until she heard the sound of the front door opening. She didn’t quite know why, but (Y/N) felt inclined to look at whomever was arriving at this small bar she frequented so much. And, boy, was she glad she did.

Her breath hitched in her throat the second she caught sight of the incredibly handsome guy walking inside, a backwards cap settled on his dark brown hair that she felt the sudden desire to run her fingers through. The first thing she noticed was the sexy as hell scruffy, but surprisingly tame, beard on his jaw, her imagination immediately lighting on fire with dirty thoughts. His toned arms and veins straining against his muscles as he coincidentally sat on the stool beside her and lifted his arm to get a hold of the bartender was what caught her focus next. The employee instantly strode towards the beautiful stranger and asked what he wanted to drink. He politely made his order and (Y/N) couldn’t find it in herself to take her gaze off of his plump and inviting lips.

Embarrassment like never before washed over her now blushed cheeks when he, suddenly, turned to her with a confused expression and she realized she had been caught staring. She tried her best to dart away from his stare, but his eyes locked onto hers and eager chills ran down her spine when a small smirk made its way on his pink lips. She took the opportunity to really look at his eyes and they certainly didn’t fail to make her knees weak. They weren’t just a regular hazel color, they were warm with a liquid golden-brown that also had a spark of mischief in them she felt so inclined to get to know. It was strange how they both connected so easily just through looks even though neither one of them believed in love at first sight. The two did, however, believe in infatuation at first sight.

The smirk on his face didn’t leave even when she managed to break the stare the moment she heard the crowd cheering on the tv and she, immediately, turned to discover what just happened in the baseball game. Dylan certainly noticed that his Mets had just made a homerun, but he couldn’t take his eyes off of the girl in the stool next to him. She wore high-waisted jean shorts that definitely worked in favor of her, breath taking, legs and his mind already came up with different scenarios of them spread before him. Her shirt wasn’t revealing in any way, it was just a plain Star Wars tee, and yet he still felt attracted to it. Maybe it’s the fact that he already knew they had a common love for this geeky movie series without even needed to exchange in small talk. But, the way her natural hair perfectly fell on her shoulders made Dylan want to push it aside and nibble down on her inviting neck.

“Are you serious?!” The gorgeous girl shouted, angrily pointing towards the screen even though she knew the umpire couldn’t actually hear her. “That was clearly foul play!”

Her words sparked interest in him and, reluctantly doing so at first, Dylan eventually turned his head towards the sports game. A smile lit up on his face as he watched his team celebrate their newest point only to, suddenly, remember the girl he had his eye on was complaining about this very achievement.

“Foul play?” Dylan questioned and (Y/N) immediately turned around towards the source of the charming voice. “Wait, are you a Yankees’ fan?”

“A proud one to be exact.” She smiled happily and if it weren’t for his shock with this new discovery, he certainly would’ve swooned at how beautiful she was.

“Perfect.” He sighed, only now realizing the bartender had left his drink in front of him when he was too busy gawking at her just moments ago.

“What?” She asked, genuinely confused at his odd reaction and watched him take a sip from his bottle of beer. Then, the realization hit her like a truck and she shook her head with disappointment. “Oh, no. You’re a Mets fan, aren’t you?”

Dylan didn’t even say anything. He just put his bottle back down on the surface and reached behind his head to turn his baseball cap forwards. Immediately revealing The New York Mets logo stamped on the hat and (Y/N) held back her laughter at the unexpected situation they found themselves in.

“A proud one to be exact.” Dylan repeated her words and, this time, (Y/N) actually let a laugh fall from her lips. It was music to his ears and he desperately wanted to hear it again.

Their attention was back on the game when the sound of bickering and chaotic commotion came from the tv, both now focused on what was happening. Neither one of them knew why the two teams were now fighting, but their hearts lodged in their throats as they watched the players lunge at each other. It was hard to tell who exactly started the fight, but by the commentaries coming from the voice-overs it seemed to be the Yankees’ fault.

“Of course.” Dylan shook his head, taking another gulp of his beer. “Wouldn’t be the first time.”

(Y/N) immediately turned to glare at him, rage and frustration rushing through her veins at the sound of disregard towards her favorite baseball team.

“Excuse me?” She hissed, completely offended at his remark.

“Oh, I’m sorry, does the 2000 World Series not ring any bells to you?” He retorted with a cocky smirk.

“You mean the year we completely destroyed your team’s ass?” She replied, a grin on her face as she proudly spoke. “Something we had already accomplished countless times and would continue doing ‘till, literally, this very day.”

“Roger Clemens and Mike Piazza.” Dylan simply stated, chosing to ignore her bragging and (Y/N)’s eyes widened at the familiar names.

“There’s no proof Clemens intentionally hit Piazza in the head with that fastball.” She defended and he let out a dark chuckle.

“Seriously? You’re really going to defend someone who gave a fellow baseball player a concussion just because he had terrible anger management?”

“Okay, you know what?” (Y/N) scoffed, rolling her eyes at him. “At least we have players that are actually good at pitching.”

That spiteful comment was enough to spark something in him other than desire for this girl and, needless to say, Dylan was outraged. No one can just mock his beloved Mets and think they can easily get away with it.

“Says the girl whose team lost to us, their biggest rivals, in a 15 to 6 defeat in 2008.” Dylan retaliated and didn’t expect the sudden chuckle (Y/N) let out.

“Sure, but what’s one losing game compared to the 27 different World Series said girl’s team has already won?” She shrugged and Dylan hated the fact that she was right. “Making her baseball team the one with the most wins ever.

“And sweetie,” (Y/N) continued, placing a hand on his thigh that sent lustful jolts throughout Dylan’s entire body. “You’re sad little team isn’t even close to being an actual rival of ours, not when you’ve only won a pathetic amount of 2 World Series. How about you try to insult me when you catch up with us big boys, huh?”

“Fuck, I don’t know what drives me crazier.” Dylan whimpered at her touch, his eyes boring into her dilated ones and there’s no doubt both of them clearly wanted to rip each other’s clothes off. “The fact that you keep dissing my Mets or the fact that you’re extremely sexy talking so passionately about baseball like that.”

With a sly smile on her face and confidence she didn’t actually know she had in her, the young woman extending her hand towards him.

“(Y/N) (Y/L/N).” She greeted as he slipped his own hand into her grasp and shook them together. “Huge Yankees fan who apparently also happens to be very sexy.”

“Dylan O'Brien.” He smiled back at her, a small chuckle escaping his throat at her comment. “Long suffering Mets fan.”

“Nice to meet you, Dylan.” She laughed and he laughed along with her when her eyebrows, suddenly, furrowed. “Wait, why do I feel like I’ve heard that name somewhere before?”

“I, uh-” Dylan nervously scratched the back of his neck. “I’m an actor.”

“Hey, that’s right!” She exclaimed, now putting together the puzzled pieces in her mind. “You’re that kid from that werewolf show.”

“Yeah, Teen Wolf.” He corrected and she let out a long oh of realization as she remembered all the times she flickered through her channels and passed by this show without second glance.

“So, what brings a Hollywood star like you to this unknown bar?” (Y/N) asked, a playful smirk on her lips. “Shouldn’t you be out partying with models or other celebrities?”

“Nah, I hate that stuff.” He shook his head. “I really love my job but despise the attention.”

“I see.” She smiled, not expecting to meet such a humble famous person. Living in LA, you meet a few here and there and they’re usually always very egotistical. It’s quite refreshing to get to know someone that’s the complete opposite.

“But, what about you? What do you you do?” Dylan asked, taking another gulp of his beer.

“I’m the, um, GM of the Dodgers.” (Y/N) stated nervously and it took everything in him not to spit out his drink in utter shock. The woman giggled at his astonished gaze, his eyes practically bulging out of their sockets.

“Y-You’re the General Manager of the fucking Los Angeles Dodgers?!” Dylan exclaimed after he managed to successfully swallow his alcohol.

“Why so surprised?” She challenged and Dylan couldn’t stop staring at her in complete awe. “Is it because I’m a woman?”

“No!” Dylan frantically shook his head. “It’s because I was already so attracted to you and, now, fuck… I think you might just be the death of me.”

“Well, O'Brien.” She grinned and Dylan suddenly moaned when she unexpectedly gripped tightly onto his thigh. “I’m very attracted to you, too.”

“Hey, do you want to get out of here?” He asked, beyond ready to do so many sinful things to her that even the devil himself would be ashamed of.

“Ah, the game’s still on.” She shook her head as she pointed towards the television. “Can’t stop supporting my Yankees just for a hook up.”

“The fact that you work for one baseball team yet your favorite is a completely different one amazes me.” Dylan chuckled, his eyes lingering over her body before landing back on her own.

“What can I say?” (Y/N) shrugged, the actor internally moaning when she bit down on her bottom lip. “I like to keep people on the edge of their seats.”

“Well, you certainly have me on mine.”

The sexual tension between the two was so strong that even the bartender could feel it seething off of them and taking over the entire room. He, honestly, thinks he could cut it with a knife from how palpable it was. (Y/N) still hadn’t removed her grip on his thigh and Dylan silently prayed to any god out there that she wouldn’t, his body craving her touch so much it made him hazy.

“How about a little bet to make things interesting?” She proposed and Dylan’s eyes perked up with intrigue.

“Go on.” He gestured, leaning in closer to her.

“If, after the game, the Yankees have won, you have to tweet out that my team is better than yours.” She stated with a grin and Dylan immediately scoffed at her proposal. “However, if the Mets win, you can take me to your place and have your way with me.”

Dylan’s cock already felt hard just at the offer alone as he watched her take a sip of her whiskey with a naughty smirk. It took all of the self control he had in him not to moan out and crash his lips against her red ones from the beautiful lipstick she was wearing.

“Deal.” He nodded and they shook hands for the second time tonight.

The two eagerly watched the game, both way too excited with what would happen right after. (Y/N) knew that, even if she does win, she definitely won’t be spending the night at her own house. They would constantly and shamelessly glance at each other, neither one caring about embarrassment. The lust and desire was so strong at this point that every stare, glance or lick of the lips was more than welcome. Not only were their bodies attracted to one another, but so were their minds. The two had more in common than they imagined and they enjoyed every second of mindless chatter and laughter. Dylan loved it when she laughed carelessly at his stupid jokes and (Y/N) felt like she was on cloud nine everytime he listened to her speak with such intrigue.

“Seventh inning stretch.” (Y/N) sighed, taking a sip from her third drink of the night as she groaned at the score. “And it’s tie.”

“Want to make things even more interesting?” Dylan smirked, narrowing his eyes in mischief and (Y/N) swooned, still not used to this man’s beauty.

“Just how interesting are we talking here?” She grinned, putting down the glass of alcohol she had in her hand.

“Let’s raise the stakes of this bet.”

“I’m listening.”

“If the Yankees win not only will I tweet they’re better than the Mets, but I’ll also record a video singing the Yankees’ theme to go along with it.” Dylan quirked his eyebrows and (Y/N) carefully listened to every word that came out of his mouth. “However, if my team wins, you have to come back to my place tonight and go on a date with me.”

(Y/N) eyes widened at the request and she, suddenly, felt her heart beat a little faster. With a happy smile now spreading across her face, she took her glass back in her small hand.

“Alright, O'Brien.” She nodded, clinking her drink with his. The sound echoing in their little bubble as they stared each other down. “I’m down with that, but you better start warming up your voice because there’s no way the Mets are going to win.”

It was as if the words she said immediately cursed the entire game the moment they fell from her red lips. The Mets were unexpectedly scoring homerun after homerun and (Y/N) would cringe everytime they did. Dylan, on the other hand, had a permanent smirk on his face the whole game. He would watch in awe whenever (Y/N) would angrily scream at the television screen and he couldn’t wait till she screaming under him. It didn’t take long for the game to end and (Y/N) question her entire existence. It’s not that she didn’t want the things that came with Dylan winning, oh she definitely wanted them, it’s the fact that her incredibly skillful and talented Yankees lost to the fucking Mets.

“Well, well, well.” Dylan grinned, standing up from his stool as (Y/N) groaned at his taunting. “Looks like my sad little team caught up with the big boys.”

The beautiful woman glared at his mockery towards the exact words she used just a few hours ago. They were meant to work in her favor not Dylan’s. She stood up from her own stool and took a step towards him, their faces now inches from each other.

“It’s only the beginning of the season.” She defended and Dylan smiled at her proximity, the smell of alcohol on her breath making him drunk on her. “The Mets won’t survive the entire year and you fucking know it.”

“I guess we’ll just have to wait and see.” Dylan retorted and she couldn’t keep her stare away from his lips as he tugged the bottom one in between his teeth, (Y/N) instinctively doing the same. Dylan’s eyes looked down at hers and it was as if their little feud immediately disappeared and now all they could focus on was what was going to happen next.

“Okay, okay.” The bartender broke their stares, blushes painting both of their cheeks. “(Y/N) take your boy toy and get out of here already before you two start having sex on my countertop.”

“Sorry, Sal.” She cleared her throat and Dylan nervously scratched the back of his neck. “We were just leaving.”

The two shared smirks, lust taking over both of their pupils before they ran out of the door. Sal laughing at them as he closed his bar down.

“Kids.” He shook his head with a smile plastered on his face.



The ride to Dylan’s house was surprisingly pleasant. They found more things they shared in common like their love for goofy comedies and their incredibly similar taste in music. Dylan put his phone in the radio of his car and they spent the rest of the ride singing loudly to the songs they both knew by heart. Laughter was the second main theme of the night, right after desire.

“Do you want something to drink?” Dylan asked the second he unlocked the door to his one bedroom apartment and they both walked inside.

“No,” (Y/N) chuckled as she watched him throw his house keys on a small table and turn around to face her. “I’m pretty sure I had enough at the bar.”

“Yeah, you’re probably right.” He laughed, nodding. “What about something to eat?”

“Not hungry.” She shrugged. “But you can eat if you’re hungry.”

“Oh, I’m hungry.” Dylan licked his lips, walking towards her in a predatory fashion and (Y/N)’s swallowed nervously at how sexy he looked. “Just not for food.”

Her breath hitched in her throat at his comment, jolts of lust rushing through her body and landing in her core. Dylan didn’t even wait for a possible response before crashing his mouth on hers and kissing her with such force he had to hold her lower back tightly so she wouldn’t fall. Both of them have been anticipating that moment the entire night and it was so much better than either could’ve expected. Their lips meshed together in sync with the perfect combination of hard and passionate. (Y/N) wrapped her arms around his neck to drop his baseball cap off his head and finally be able to run her fingers through his dark hair. The second Dylan bit down on her bottom lip, she tugged at the roots provoking a moan to escape from his mouth. The sound sent shivers down her spine and she knew that she desperately wanted to do more than just kiss.

(Y/N) broke the kiss to take a breath, but Dylan didn’t dare stop. He pushed her waist closer into him and she moaned when she felt his growing bulge against her body. Dylan left lingering kisses on her neck which spread goosebumps all over her skin. (Y/N) tried to reach down his back and pull the blue t-shirt off of him but Dylan just grinned against her neck.

“I’m in charge here, remember?” Dylan stated, his hot breath fanning across causing (Y/N) to shiver in response. “And I want to take things slow.”

“Fuck.” She whimpered when he nibbled on her pulse point and began sucking, clearly wanting to leave a hickey there.

Dylan took his time leaving kisses and hickeys wherever he damn pleased and it drove (Y/N) crazy. His provocative touches and the way his lips moved against her skin made her knees weak, wetness already pooling in her panties just from the teasing alone.

“Do something.” She moaned.

“Are you gonna beg for it?” He snickered and (Y/N) moaned again just at his dirty talk.

But, (Y/N) does not beg. She never had to beg to a man before and she won’t start now. Then again, she’s never met anyone like Dylan before. He had her wrapped around his finger just from one night alone.

“I don’t beg.” She shook her head and Dylan slipped his hands down to her ass, squeezing roughly.

“You might as well start learning how to.” Dylan’s face returned to hers, their lips slightly touching. “Because I love it when a woman begs.”

“And I love it when a guy actually fucking touches me.” She retorted and the smile on Dylan’s face didn’t go unnoticed.

He let go of her completely and she whimpered at the loss of contact, wanting desperately to feel his body back on hers. They took this moment to stare at each other and both loved the sight. The two had swollen lips from kissing so hard and smudged red lipstick all over their lips, chins and cheeks. Dylan placed his hand on the hem of her Star Wars shirt and pulled it off her, (Y/N) slightly shivering at the new lack of warmth. He kissed her gently, mostly to tease, as he unbottoned her high-waisted shorts and let them fall on the floor. As she stepped out of the jeans, Dylan licked his plump lips in appreciation at her gorgeous body. She was wearing a matching pair of simple a bra and panties, but the black heels she had on made her look beyond sexy to him. Dylan’s cock twitched against his jeans, desperately wanting to be inside of this breath-taking woman in front of him.

“Take off your bra.” He commanded and usually (Y/N) wouldn’t like being the submissive one during sex but this dominant side of him was turning her on more than she expected.

Slowly reaching behind her back, she unclasped the bra and brought the straps down until she was finally bare. Dylan’s eyes immediately stared at her breasts, the rosy pink nipples perked and ready to be played with. Which was exactly what he decided to. He took two quick steps towards her before returning his hands on her waist, (Y/N)’s back arching the second Dylan’s lips attached to one of her nipples. His hand carefully massaging the other breast he currently wasn’t working his tongue against. She couldn’t contain her moans at finally being able to feel something, but her core still ached in anticipation. When Dylan bit down on her nipple and pulled at it with his teeth, (Y/N) had to press her thighs together to be able to relieve some of the pressure.

“Ah, ah, ah.” Dylan tsked, shaking his head before removing his mouth. He pressed the hand that was on her breast on her thigh and pushed her legs apart. “I call all of the shots.”

“Ple-” She was just about to beg but realized what she was going to do and stopped herself immediately.

“What was that?” He smirked, gripping onto her skin and (Y/N) whimpered at the pressure that was in one place but should’ve been in another. “Were you about to beg?”

“Never.” She panted, his lips back on her nipple.

“Oh, come on Yankees Princess.” He snickered and she not only moaned at the new pet name but the feeling of him sliding his fingers closer to the place she needed him most. “All you have to do is ask.”

She chose to remain silent, not at all trusting her own voice and mind. (Y/N) was already putty in his hands and she didn’t want to give him anymore satisfaction. That is, until he completely broke away from her and took a step back. She stared at him with wide eyes and Dylan grinned sexily before removing his t-shirt. She felt cold and odd without his touch as he unbuckled his belt, pulling it out of his pants. Their eyes full of lust and desire never left each other even when he unbottoned his khakis and brought them down to the floor. Dylan kicked them away, but didn’t approach her again like (Y/N) expected. Instead, he folded his arms across his toned chest and cocked an eyebrow.

“I’m not touching you until you beg for it.” He challenged and her jaw dropped in awe.

Her eyes broke their gaze to look over his body and she swallowed nervously as she took the sight in, frustrated with herself because she now felt inclined to actually beg. Thanks to his crossed arms, Dylan’s muscles were pressing against his skin and it made her head spin. (Y/N) bit down on her lip when she looked at the trail of dark and scruffy hair above his boxers which held the massive erection bulging against the fabric, precum seeping through the cotton. Her core throbbed like never before thanks to the handsome man in front of her.

“Fine, fuck it.” She groaned and Dylan’s ears perked at her words. “Dylan, please touch me. I need you.”

It wasn’t exactly as desperate​ as he initially wanted, but it was enough for the desire pulsing in his own veins. He, too, wanted to touch her just as much as she did. And in a matter of seconds, Dylan rushed to her and instantly ripped apart her panties. Before she could even complain, his hands moved down to her ass and lifted her up. He kissed her passionately, tongue and all, as he brought her to his bedroom. Placing her down on his empty desk, Dylan spread her legs and fit himself in between them.

He trailed wet kisses down her body and (Y/N) buzzed with excitement. Once he reached her stomach, Dylan kneeled down in front of her and gripped his fingers against her heated thighs. He licked his way towards he left thigh and trailed his tongue close to her core. Just as he was about to touch her there, Dylan immediately switched course and began licking her right thigh.

“I’m gonna kill you.” She hissed through her clenched teeth and Dylan chuckled against her skin.

“Patience, Yankees Princess.” He teased as he nibbled. “Good things come to those who wait.”

She grunted, but accepted none-the-less. Although it’s not like she actually had a choice, the Mets did win after all. (Y/N) ran her fingers through his hair, slightly pulling the strands and Dylan would hum in appreciation. The vibrations shooting through her body and increasing the pain in her core.

When Dylan felt like she’d been teased enough, he let his tongue trace against the place they both desired the most. (Y/N) immediately moaned, not at all caring how loud she was being. His tongue spread apart her soaking wet folds and the young woman’s hips bucked when he momentarily trailed against her swollen clitoris. Dylan’s hand grasped tighter onto her legs as he gently slid his tongue into her, the ache in (Y/N)’s core now being replaced with pleasure and satisfaction.

She whimpered when he pulled his tongue away after working inside of her a few minutes but almost screamed out the second his lips attached to her clit and sucked furiously. One of his hands came into contact and slowly slipped a finger inside of her, her hips bucking instantly at the delicious pumping.

“Fuck.” She moaned and Dylan’s hard cock felt uncomfortable in his boxers as he watched her become a panting mess.

The feeling of his finger inside of her heat and pressing against her soft walls made his head spin, his dick begging to replace his hand’s place. But, Dylan was determined to make her cum with just his hands and mouth first. When he felt she was ready for a second one, he put another finger in and pumped at a faster pace. One of (Y/N)’s hands was buried in his hair and the other gripped tightly on the edge of his desk, her knuckles going white at the pressure.

With the mixture of his fingers curling against her walls and his tongue drawing figure eights on her clitoris as his lips sucked, it was more than enough to quickly build up an orgasm inside of the woman moaning uncontrollably. It didn’t take long to build and, the second Dylan unexpectedly bit down on her clit, her orgasm spilled over her entire body. Dylan didn’t dare stop what he was doing when her legs shook intensely along with her back arching up against the wall. He didn’t even stop when they did. The sounds that fell from her swollen lips and the way she looked as she came made Dylan greedy and he desperately wanted it to happen again. (Y/N) was still sensitive from her first orgasm and in a matter of minutes, she was cumming for the second time tonight. The sensitivity of her core making it easy to reach the edge of her pleasure again.

Even though Dylan removed his head from her inner thighs and attached his lips back onto hers in a forceful kiss, (Y/N) could still feel the burning of his scruff scratching against her tingling skin and she truly hopes the sensation never goes away.

There was more precum spread across his boxers that earlier and Dylan was beyond ready to get rid of the excruciating pain his cock felt from the lack of attention. He made his way back in between her legs after pulling his underwear off and kicking them somewhere far from his body. Dylan brought his hand to his member and pumped a few times in preparation. (Y/N) immediately moaned at the sight of him touching himself and Dylan certainly didn’t expect it.

“What-” He smirked, biting down on his lip at the feeling of his own thumb spreading around the precum on his tip. “Do you have a masterbation kink?”

“Maybe.” She confessed, a bright blush painting her cheeks as her pupils dilated when he increased his pace.

“Damn.” Dylan groaned, throwing his head back with shut eyes. “As much as I love this new discovery, I really want to fuck you right now.”

“Oh, please do.” She grinned, spreading her legs apart even further.

Dylan didn’t even need to think twice before placing both of his hands back on her thighs and lining himself at her entrance. His cock throbbed as he coated his tip in her slick wetness, lubricating himself. The two loudly moaned the moment he easily slid into her, the feeling of them becoming one making their bodies throb with excitement. Dylan let his forehead fall on her shoulder as he waited for to adjust to his size.

“Go ahead.” She stated when she was ready and Dylan immediately pulled back before pushing in again. He started thrusting into her slowly, moaning shamelessly at the feeling of her soft and wet walls tightly around him and (Y/N) loved the delicious feeling of Dylan stretching her as he pumped their bodies together.

(Y/N) wrapped her legs around his waist, giving him a new and deeper angle which he gladly accepted. His hands now moving their positions to thrust harder into her, his left palm flat out on the wall behind her and his right gripping harshly on the edge of his desk. She, however, decided to keep her hands on the arching muscles of his bare back. Considering how turned on they already were, it didn’t take much for the familiar knot to grow inside of the two. Dylan had to use every ounce of self control in him not to cum the second she unintentionally clenched around his shaft and, instead, he sunk his teeth into her shoulder.

Dylan pounded deeper into her, now continuously hitting her g-spot no one had ever found until this very moment, and his dream of hearing the beautiful Yankees’ fan from the bar screaming under him finally came true. Her voice echoed in the room along with the sounds of his desk mercilessly banging against the wall and wet skin slapping against wet skin.

“Fuck, I’m almost there.” Dylan panted, loving the feeling of her breasts bouncing against his bare and sweaty chest.

“Me, too.” She shouted, bringing her own hand down to her clit since Dylan was using his for stability.

It took her about 15 seconds of furiously rubbing her already overly sensitive nub before she felt the tight knot inside of her explode and spread mind blowing pleasure throughout her entire body. Dylan tried to hold his orgasm in him the best he could since he didn’t exactly want to cum inside of her without a condom. It was extremely difficult to contain himself, especially when she clenched around him again and dug her nails into his back, but Dylan somehow managed to contain himself as he shouted in frustration. Once he noticed she was back down from her high, he immediately pulled himself out of her and took a step back.

“On your knees.” He panted, his voice weak as he pointed to the ground in front of him.

Even though she was completely hazy from the ground breaking orgasm she just had, (Y/N) slowly slid off the desk and instantly fell to her knees. Dylan didn’t know wether or not she fell due to how weak her legs were or if it was actually intensional​ but the second she gripped his member and licked his tip, the thoughts immediately flew out of his head. Dylan’s mind now focused on her taking him into her warm mouth. His hands instinctively dug into her hair as she slowly bobbed his cock. In a matter of seconds, (Y/N) hollowed out her cheeks to make an even tighter environment for him and Dylan moaned shamelessly at the feeling.

(Y/N) absolutely loved that when her tongue grazed his wet member she could taste her juices on him and she decided to deepthroat him in appreciation. She took him in as far as she could, her nose buried in the patch of his dark hair and her throat gagging at the fullness. But, Dylan definitely loved it because his dick instantly twitched in response and he quickly pulled himself out of her mouth. His hot cum squirted out of his tip and he watched with hooded eyes as it painted her blushed cheeks. Normally, (Y/N) would never allow any man do such a thing to her but the way Dylan was looking at her with pure pleasure and enjoyment swimming in his dark pupils was enough to make her want it to happen again. His liquid dripped from her face and made its way down her breasts, Dylan unable to contain his groans at the sight.

“So, I’m guessing this is your kink.” She chuckled, coating one of her fingers with his release and putting it into her mouth.

“One of many.” Dylan smirked, extending his hand for her to grab with her free one.

They stared at each other with satisfaction in their eyes as he helped her stand, both of them simply knowing without the need to actually say that that was the best sex the two ever had.

“I’ll be right back.” Dylan stated, placing a lingering kiss on her lips before walking away and disappearing into his bathroom.

One of (Y/N)’s eyebrows quirked at the sudden sound of water from a sink running momentarily but, when he returned to her with a small and damp towel in his hands, everything made sense. He kindly wiped away the now sticky cum on her skin and she smiled up at him.

“Now about that date.” Dylan grinned, throwing the towel on the desk when he was done cleaning her body. “How does the premiere to my new movie with a romantic dinner afterwards sound?”

“A first date in the eyes of the public?” She questioned, challenging him. “Borderline crazy.”

“So, is that a yes?” He smirked and (Y/N) instantly laughed.

“Definitely yes.”

Professor Turned Call Boy | Taeyong Smut

Can I have a call boy smut with Taeyong? He’s your professor in Uni and you’re stressed so you want someone to help with that 😏 You call and ask for the one under the name “Taeyong” not thinking it would be him despite the same name? You’re both surprised, but he found you a sexy student so he does so anyways (really rough, and daddy kink?) Please and thank you 😊😊


Character: Taeyong (NCT) / gender neutral reader (*ignore the fem in the gif, I swear this is gn*)
Word Count: 2989

Warning: well, smut of course. bad language, slight name calling, no condom, creampie, rough daddy kink, teacher/student kink, call boy?? can’t think of anything else :) enjoy!

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~Xmen Preference~

-Softcore :)-

{I honestly have no idea what to call this mess. But these are softcore canons. These small set of canons contain sexual content, but it’s low level. So, enjoy~!}

A/N: I don’t know how bad these will turn out. Also these were supposed to be straight up sex canons but… It took a turn. So these are Canons with GIFS.

{{ALSO YOU KNOW YOU’RE SEXY AS FUCK. DON’T LET ANYONE TELL YOU OTHERWISE. ALL THESE GUYS LOVE YOU FOR WHO YOU ARE. YOUR BODY IS FUCKING AMAZING.}}


 Hank McCoy- He’s pure. A terribly kind heart rests behind his chest cavity. The slightest touches from you gets his heart racing and his facing boiling to 360° degrees. He’s the guy you’ll find spending all day in the lab rather than all day in bed. He’s the guy that doesn’t need sex in a relationship. If your asexual. Cool. That’s perfectly fine with him. But… With the right strings pulled gently and not forced, sex could be amazing. 

Your first time together would be rather awkward, like any. He’d be a complete mess. Asking “Am I doing this right?” Or “Tell me if I’m hurting you, please.” He’d be as insecure as you. Reassurance spills from both of you. As time would go on, he’d learn what you liked and didn’t. Sex wouldn’t be an everyday thing. It would probably be an end of the week surprise. 

-His lips ghost over your raw ones. His hands would be busy running over your body’s curves and luscious hair. Those beautiful baby blue eyes, so captivating, never leave your gaze. He’s all yours and your all his. Both your shirts are off, but both of you remain undistracted. Just the love from each other’s gazes could be just enough for a mental high.-


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Game’s on!

Reader x Klaus Mikaelson

(NOT MY GIF)

Imagine: Klaus gets super jealous over you and you decide to punish, in a very hot way, him for almost murdering your best friend Stefan.

*requested

*smut, so read carefully

Word Count: 1577

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Take Me || Stiles S.

Word Count: 4,133ish

Warning: Rough smut,😉

Prompt: Hi! I was wondering if you could do a Stiles smut where the reader and Stiles are like, lab partners or something, and Stiles has been mumbling really dirty stuff to you for weeks, and you finally tell him to do something, and then it’s really hard and rough. Thanks so much!! 

You’re my first request and my love for you extends wayyyy past the galaxy. You are the best beautiful! I hope this is what you wanted and I didn’t know if you wanted to be tagged. If not, let me know:) @pick-the-petalst

A/N: Also, just wanted to thank everyone for 130 followers! It might not be much to anyone else, but I didn’t think I’d even have 1 so I am more than grateful! You all are magnificent beauties and I hope you all have an extraordinary day. Much love 💕

(Gifs are not mine)


Monday

“Those jeans are looking extra tight today.” His lips grazed the outer shell of your ear as his hand slid onto your thigh. “Definitely makes me wonder what they would look like on the floor of my bedroom.”

Your breath caught in your throat. Yes, this had been going on for weeks now but it always affected you. Stiles had become your lab partner at the beginning of the semester and at first, you thought that it might actually go well. He seemed like a smart kid and even though Harris liked to torment him about failing his class, Stiles didn’t seem to be having any trouble.

All that went downhill about two days into your partnership. 

You had just arrived into class wearing a new skirt that you had recently bought over the weekend. It was black and faux leather. You knew that it was a little short, but it wasn’t too bad that you thought people would notice.

Stiles did.

The second you sat down in your seat he was leaning over to you. “Damn, I didn’t know you could get any hotter babe.”

“Excuse me?” You questioned raising your eyebrow at him.

“Oh, Princess, we can excuse ourselves right now and I can show you just how a man treats a lady.” He whispered against the side of your cheek.

You had always thought that Stiles was hot. Hell, he was super sexy, especially when he would wear his baseball cap flipped backward and his unlimited amount of flannels. But, right now, you didn’t know whether to be turned on, flattered, or appalled.

You turned your face to glare at him, but he was already giving you the once-over with his eyes.

You didn’t want it to be, but unfortunately, your teenage hormones got the best of you and heat rose to your cheeks.

“We have never spoken one word to each other and that’s what you start with?” You questioned hoping that he wouldn’t notice the redness that was dawning on your face.

But he did. Of course, he did.

Slowly, a grin curled onto the side of his thin pink lips. His eyes raked the length of your body at an agonizingly sluggish pace causing you to squirm in your seat. He took notice in that too because as he met your eyes a smirk was slipped on his mouth.

“All those dirty little thoughts that are going through that pretty little head of yours could be a reality. Just say the word and I’ll take you on this desk right now.” His eyes shined with pure honesty in his words and suddenly the room was the temperature of the sun. Heat crawled down your neck, past your heavy breasts, through the tingling sensation in your belly, and made its home in your core. The wetness already seemed to be dampening your panties.

As if he would smell your arousal, he leaned in closer. “Say the word Babygirl.”

You couldn’t speak. You couldn’t even move afraid that a moan would slip from your lips. How did this man have so much power of you with just words?

“Stilinski! Attention to the front! Please don’t bother miss L/N.” Harris yelled breaking Stiles’s intense stare he had on you. 

As his eyes left you, you took in a deep breath.

“Yes sir, wouldn’t dream of bothering her.” 

But that is exactly what he had in mind. He wanted her all bothered. Hot and bothered and wriggling underneath him while moaning his name.

You tried not to look at him, but curiosity got the best of you and you peeked at him. He was already staring at you, but this gave him the chance to rile you up some more.

He sent you a wink right as the bell rang.

Now, weeks later it has been a constant one-sided flirtation with a huge dose of lust sprinkled in every sentence that flowed from his amazingly beautiful mouth.

Not that you thought his mouth was beautiful, or that it could do beautifully dirty things as it scrapped the inside of your thighs. No, you had never thought of that.

Let’s all be honest with each other, it wasn’t a normal Monday if that thought didn’t go through your head at least twice.

Today, was no different. 

“Those jeans are looking extra tight today.” His lips grazed the outer shell of your ear as his hand slid onto your thigh. “Definitely makes me wonder what they would look like on the floor of my bedroom.”

“It definitely makes me wonder when you’re going to shut your mouth.” You muttered knowing that he could hear you as you continued to finish your chemistry worksheet.

“Sweetheart, is that the only thing you want my mouth to do?” It was as if he had read your mind and your pencil halted in writing the sentence it was currently on.

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Morning Shenanigans

Remus Lupin x Reader

Warnings: A sexual joke?

You woke up, wrapped in your favorite werewolf’s arms. Slowly, as to not wake him, you moved to face him. His snores were all that greeted you. Godric, sometimes you could swear that you felt the house shake.

You quietly enjoyed how calm Remus looked in his sleep. He wasn’t stressed or tired anymore. There was a hint of his mischievous youth that managed to pepper his features.

Still, this simple pleasure always had a short time frame. You nuzzled against him, noticing the small smile that he tried to suppress. With a grin you pressed kisses to the scar that ran across his lips.

He chuckled quietly, the arm he had around your waist pulled you closer. “That’s a lovely way to wake up,” he spoke, his voice thick with sleep.

“You have a lovely face to wake up to,” you shot back playfully. He ticked your sides, loving the sound of your laughter in the morning. “Stop it!” You giggled, pushing away from him.

You were struggling to catch your breath before he relented. “It wasn’t that bad,” he said before catching your lips in a quick kiss.

It was a quick compliance for you. The kiss was a slow burn that soon became a forest fire. It would have lasted for ages. That is if Remus’s stomach hadn’t growled loudly which caused you to pull away with laughter.

“Is that how you sweet talk me into making you breakfast?” You asked, amused.

“Depends. What are my chances of getting chocolate pancakes?”

“Dunno, you gotta make it worth my while.”

He thought for a second, “What if I promise to read you anything you wanted?”

“Seal the deal with a kiss, Lupin.”

He accepted the invitation happily. You moved away from him, attempting to start your mission of pancakes. He groaned in disappointment, torn between food and you.

“Take a shower, I’ll be done by the time you finished,” you promised, stretching.

“Are you sure? I can help you.”

“I can handle it. Enjoy your day off, love.”

You turned on your heel and made you way over to the kitchen. Flipping on the radio, you started to make breakfast. Every so often you would stop to have a little dance party. Soon there were two fresh stacks of chocolate pancakes on the counter.

“Those look delicious,” Remus said hugging you from behind.

“You think?”

“I think they’d taste better if you fed them to me,” he winked down at you, “Care to make that happen?”

You rolled your eyes, a smile playing on your lips, “Fine. Only because I think you’re kinda cute.”

He helped you sit on the counter, opening his mouth expectantly. You grabbed his plate and started to feed him. The feeling of forgetting something wouldn’t shake itself. It was important, it had to be. Nothing clicked until you looked into Remus’s eyes for a minute.

“It’s your birthday!” You looked at him shocked, “Why didn’t you tell me!”

He chuckled, “It wasn’t important.”

“Yes, it is,” you set his plate back on the counter, “It’s my favorite person’s day.” You hugged him close, kissing everywhere you could reach. “Happy birthday, Remus!”

“Thank you, sweetheart.” He pressed a kiss to your lips.

You let him kiss him like you as much as he wanted. When he finally pulled away, you jumped off the counter. “I can’t believe I forgot,” you grabbed his hand and started leading the way, “I’ve prepared since last month! And the day of- I’m a sucky person.”

When you got to the bed room you dropped to your knees. “I, uh, sweetheart, you don’t have to do that.”

“Do what?” You asked confused. It took a second to realize the situation. “Remus!” You hit his thigh, “I’m getting your gift.” A search under the bed later, you came back up with three packages.

“Thank you,” he smiled, sitting on the bed and pulling you onto his lap.

The first present had two sweaters, one was a complete new one and the other was the same one he had on sans the bleach stain you got on it. The next gift was books that he had all but drooled over the last time you had gone to the store. Finally, was the magical gift you had sent Sirius out for, you weren’t exactly sure what it did. All you knew is Sirius knew for certain Moony would love it.

“I love it all,” he pressed a kiss to your cheek, “Honestly love, you didn’t have to do all this.”

“It’s nothing major,” you shrugged, “I wanted to make you happy. Sorry, I forgot.”

“And yet you still made my day perfect.”

“The day just started Remus.”

“And I know it will be great because you’re apart of it.”

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Snapchat Mishap{Part 3}

 { Warnings : S M U T & NSWF GIFS ;) } I hope you guys like it, feeback & ideas are  always wanted!

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 " I CANT BELIEVE YOU WAITED THIS LONG TO TELL US!“

   It’s girls night &  you just came clean to Wanda & Natasha about the game with Bucky. Natasha just smirks, but Wanda is not pleased with the fact you waited this long to tell them. Questions begin shooting from her, no space In between for you to even answer her. When she finally finishes, she’s out of breath, and giving you a  'well I’m waiting bitch ‘ look. You answer them all, telling them how it started with an accidental snap, about the snaps since then and about the other morning in the kitchen before Steve and Sam showed up.

  It’s been three days since that happened, and the snaps have increased between to two of you. While you drink with the girls, the boys are having their own night, which usually includes beer & poker . Girls night is so much better; you have booze, face masks, pizza & movies. Tonight though Nat suggest something new,

  ” what do you guys think about crashing the boys poker game?“

” I thought the point of girls night was to ignore the guys!“ You groan .

” yeah yeah , but how funny would it be to kick their asses at poker ! Plus it could be a good chance to play with Bucky a little y/n, I heard Thor sent them some as guardian mead… you could win this thing tonight .“ Shit, she’s so right.

” I don’t think it’s fair if I do it when he’s drunk natty.“

” but your drunk too!“ Wanda cheers. Well she’s not wrong .Nats secret stash of vodka was strong as hell, barely 45 minutes in you& wanda were about to cross the border from tipsy to drunk. Time for some fun .

  When you step off the elevator on to Tony’s floor, you hear the boys voices echoing through the halls . All eyes turn to you and the girls when you appear in the doorway

” got room for three more guys?“ Nat asks with a smirk .

” did girls night get too boring for you ladies?“ Tony asks as he pulls three more chairs to the poker table

  ” we can only experiment with each other so much Tony.“ You tease with a wink. You pick the seat next to Bucky, sending him a quick smirk before turning away .

  You suck at poker , absolutely suck . But you don’t feel too bad, wanda is just as bad. You both opt out of playing after a while and just watch Natasha kick the guys asses. You notice the guys drinks are getting low & the bowl of chips is nearly empty so you decide to busy yourself .

  ” I’m going to refill everything , I’ll be back.“ You grab the empties and and head down the hall to Tony’s kitchen . You place the bottles on the counter, as you go to turn and grab the liquor bottle you feel two familiar hands on your waist . Game time .

  ” need help doll?“ Buckys voice was rougher than usual , making you shiver at the sound .

” sure Barnes .“ He Hunms in response, he doesn’t move though, his hands tighten on your waist instead .

” buck what are you-“

” these shorts look amazing on you doll.“ He whispers into your ear . Between the vodka and his voice you’re turning into a puddle too fast. When you don’t answer his hands crawl from your hip to the front of your pants, popping the button open and sliding under them. His hands just rest for a minute over the front of your panties , before moving even farther down until they are over your clit. His finger start slowly pressing against you, the friction from your lace panties causing you to squirm . ” what’s the matter doll ? Don’t you like this?“ 

He nips at your ear, resulting in your head falling back against his shoulder . His lips trail down to your neck, placing kisses in the crook of your neck .

” James -“ he placed more pressure on you clit , now starting to run fast circles against you.

” say it again y/n" oh no, you’re not getting the upper hand here barnes . You remove his hands from your shorts, then spin around and grab onto his shirt. You flip your positon, pressing him against the counter now . Your eyes don’t leave his as your hands play with the bottom of his black V neck. You run your hands underneath, and find the band of his boxers . 

You slip your fingers under the band and move them across is waist . Buckys breath hitches and you hear it, sending him a quick wink. You stop above his growing bulge, and go to slide your hand but he stops you. Your position is changed again and your back against the counter . You both stare at each other , lips parted as you breathing quickens. His tongue darts out to lick at his lips and you lose it, you need to feel his lips on yours . You fist your hands in his shirt and tug him to you, but before you lips can touch you stop. You know once you kiss him, you might not be able to stop yourself ; and you aren’t about to lose . Not tonight .

  “ everyone’s waiting for us .” Is all you say as you duck out of his grip. You grab the bottle of booze from the other side of the counter and go back to what you initially came here to do.

“ you’re driving me crazy doll .”

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“ that’s the idea sweetheart.” You hand him the bowl of chips and grab the tray of drink and head back to your friends .

   Poker doesn’t last much longer , Natasha’s winning streak finally made the guys quit . By now you’re all drunk , but not completely trashed .

“ let’s play hide and seek!” Wanda says through her giggles . Surprisingly everyone agrees, tony has Friday randomly select someone to be It first , and lock the floors that aren’t part of the playing field . So far the only floors to use for hiding are Tony’s, the communal level & the party room level. FRIDAY selects Sam To count first, and after 5 minutes of him bitching he finally begins counting . You all dart out of Tony’s living room to hide . You know how sam thinks , he’ll probably assume no one would be obvious enough to hide on Tony’s floor( since that’s where he’s counting) but you do . You go to hide in Tony’s massive closet , but find it already taken.

“ well hey there doll face.” Of fucking course he’s here. You hear Sam call the last number and fling yourself into the closet . The door shuts quietly behind you leaving you in th dark with Barnes . He manages to find you , startling you when he tugs you against him.

“ mmm doll, I haven’t stopped thinking of you all night .”

  “I don’t think now is the time for-” your words turn into a gasp when you feel your shorts being popped open . Buckys metal hand slide under your panties, going right to your core. “ fuck y/n , you’re drenched ! Is this all for me? ” his fingers roll your clit , making you whimper . 


“ god you smell good Angel. ” his fingers dip into your pussy, making you arch your back.

“ fuck.” You whimper , his fingers pick up speed , plunging into you at a harsh pace. His thumb presses against your clit and you feel the coil in you tightening .

“ are you going to cum for me doll? ” he asks, his lips hovering over yours now . Fuck it . You lean up , pressing your lips to his . His lips are soft and warm against yours , he doesn’t waste time and coaxes your lips open for him to slide his tongue against yours .

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His finger are fucking into you , and you know you only have a few seconds before you finish. Using all the self control you can muster up in this moment, You tug his hand out of your pants. You guide them to your mouth, and proceed in sucking your wetness off then. Bucky moans at the feeling ,

“ I’m not ready to lose just yet James .” You purr

“ oh for fucks sake Y/n.” He breathes out . Before he can kiss you again the door whips open , revealing a smirking Natasha .

“ I didn’t know we were playing 7 minutes in heaven guys.”

  “ where’s Sam?” You ask

  “ him and Tony got into an argument so they quit. But on the bright side , you two are the last ones to be found!” You roll your eyes and exit the closet , buttoning your pants as you do . You hear Natasha giggle behind you and Bucky grunt . This fucking sucks .

  Everyone says their goodnights and goes to their rooms, but before you leave Bucky grabs onto your wrist , “ I’m not done with you just yet gorgeous.”

 He drags you to his room , slamming the door shut behind him . His lips are on yours a second later , his tongue slipping in & swirling around yours . Your head is spinning at the feeling, and you barely register falling onto his bed . His lips are only off yours for a few seconds before he reattaches them in a desperate kiss. You weave your hands in his hair, tugging it hard and making him moan into your mouth. His lips migrate from your lips to your neck , then stop when they get to your shirt . He sends you a wicked smile before moving down your body until he’s level with your pussy. He spreads your legs , and tugs your shorts off . You’re positive there’s a wet patch on your panties , but you’re too flustered to be embarrassed. Bucky nuzzles his nose into your heat making you whimper .

“ fuck doll. I just want to taste you.” You buck your hips towards his face , making him chuckle . He moves down , mouthing over your covered cunt . You can feel his tongue against you and you have to fight not to beg him to just fuck you . He wraps his arms under your thighs and drags you to the end of the bed, kneeling on the floor in front of you

 " just say the words doll,please.“ He begs .

 Neither of you are ready to lose , you’re not ready To give him that satisfaction .

” I don’t think so Barnes.“ He moves away , locking his eyes with yours . Fuck , I can’t do this . The anticipation is killing you , mixed with the sexual frustration you feel like every inch of your skin is on fire . You sigh, deciding on your next step. You roll off the bed , and shed all your clothes . You lay down on his bed like you where before , on the edge of the bed . Buckys eyes go straight to your bare, dripping pussy.

  ” holy shit.“ He breathes out , ” thank god .“ He goes to strip but you giggle & stop him

” oh no sweetheart , this isn’t me caving .“ His eyebrow raises in question , but quickly drops when he sees your hand go to your core.

  One hand plays with you clit , rubbing circles while the other hand roams up your body , stopping when it gets to your nipple. You tug on your nipple, moving to slide two to tour fingers into yourself . You whimper at the feeling , moving your fingers faster and faster . Bucky is moaning, leaning forward and watching your every move .

” James “ you moan , he lets out a whimper at the sound.

” Say the words and you can have this Bucky. You can be fucking into me , over and over -“ You thrust particularly hard, making your words fall into a whimper as you tumble into your orgasm . His name repeatedly falls from your lips as you do, Bucky panting the entire time as he watches . He’s rutting himself against the bed as he watches , which is hotter than you’d like to admit . You finally pull your fingers out , and you can feel yourself spilling onto the bed . You hold your fingers out to him , he moves forward in a blur , sucking Your fingers into his mouth with a moan.

” you taste even better than I dreamed .“ He leans in closer , flattening his tongue and licking from your pussy to your clit , a loud moan ripping through you .

” what are you-“

” just cleaning you up sweetheart.“ Fucker.

 When he stands you see a wet patch on the front of his pants . ” looks like I’m not the only messy one .“ You giggle , getting up on you knees on his bed . Your hands fly to his pants , undoing them and pushing them down his legs along with his boxers . His tip is still slightly leaking and he looks painfully hard still . Must be the serum. You slide off the bed to your knees, then without a warning take his tip into your mouth, sucking at it while flicking your tongue against it in your mouth .

  ” ohhh- stop stop , I can’t -“ you fee him tense up, and you know he’s about to release again. So you let go with a wet pop, sending him a smile before standing . You grab your clothes off the floor , and his discarded v neck. You slip into your panties and his shirt .

  ” where are you going ?“ He asks . You give him a quick kiss ,

” it’s late , I’m going to bed duh.“

” you could stay .“ His words catch you off guard , he wants me to stay? His hand gently grabs onto yours , turning you so you face him again . His hands are cupping your cheeks now , his lips landing on yours in a sweet kiss. This kiss is different from the other ones, it’s not rushed or dirty . It’s sweet , slow and addicting . When you part you open your eyes and see a glimmer of something unfamiliar in his eyes .

  ” okay, I’ll stay.“

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THE KING CHAPTER 1

T’Challa x Reader

Summary: sugar daddy art collector T’Challa

Warnings: smut

A/N: Look at how fucking cute this gif is! Hope you guys like this chapter, I really wish I got to update this fic more often. Also there are a lot of people being tagged in this fic so please let me know if your tag doesn’t work or if I forgot to tag you please let me know too! And lastly, for those of you who comment on the fic, I always feel bad that I can’t respond to comments since this is technically a secondary blog so I’m going to start screenshotting your comments and making a new post with all of them so I can respond to you guys so you know how much I love seeing your responses!


“COME ON!” The chorus of screams echoed through your apartment as you dashed out your bedroom door, struggling to put your heels on as you finally met up with your friends in your living room.

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Anonymous said:Headcanons for being Darry, Soda and Pony’s sister would include please?


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Being the Curtis’s Sister Would Include:

- Do comprehend how protective your brothers are going to be of you? They don’t care if you’re older or younger, you’re the baby of the family (even to Ponyboy).

- You’ll never walk anywhere on your own, okay? Either themselves or one of themselves will accompany you you.

- NO BOYFRIENDS! They know what guys can be like and not even the gang will allow you, either.

- If you’ve got shorts on, you’re gonna be heckled to put some pants on and cover up like a nun.

- You’d be spoiled. They’ll find a way to do it, believe me. (Note: Being spoiled doesn’t always mean material wise.)

- They WON’T tolerate the boys (or any other boys, for that matter) whistling at you or anything of that sort. 

- The boys would flirt with you just to joke around.

- Pony would always bring you to movies with him.

- “I swear, it’s a two minute walk to the drug store, Pony.” you’d insist persistently.

- “Yeah well, there’s another movie comin’ up that I’ve been meanin’ to watch…” Ponyboy would grumble out vigilantly and with red ears.

- “Wow! Get you, kid!” You’d grin incredulously, messing up his tuff hair. “When did you get so into girls? Or are you just listenin’ to Dar?” You’d taunt him.

- “Shut up” he’d gripe.

- Sodapop would be the shoulder that you cry on, the brother who understands nearly everything that you’re going through.

- “S-Soda?” you called, half of your body stuck in the bathroom. “Can you come here for a minute?” your voice is quiet, but Soda senses it, shooting looks at Two-bit who makes comments.

- “What’s up?” he hums, brushing past you and into the bathroom. There’s kindness swelling in his eyes.

- “Can you get some lemon juice from the store and some uh… lady stuff?” you stare at your jeans, stained red on the floor and the feeling of being abashed swarms you. It’s almost suffocating.

- It doesn’t take Soda long to catch on, but when he does he has a kind smile. “Sure thing kid, I’ll get Darry to guard the door for ya from the knuckleheads in there.” he states like any big brother would. “I get this all the time with Sandy, so I ain’t embarrassed.” he says, getting ready to leave the bathroom. “And neither should you.

- Darry being your protector.

- “You don’t understand!” you barked after him, heading to your room, slamming doors and such as you tirade through your house.

- “To hell I do!” Darry shouts back, stilling the boys in the house. “I don’t give a hang if Tim Shepard claimed to be the Pope, he ain’t goin’ out with you and that’s that! You can be friends with him, but he’s keeping his hands off of you! I swear to God, if I hear even a damn rumor that you two hook up, kiss in a parking lot in the North Pole or hold hands in an old folks home, I’ll belt him so hard he’ll be left half dead. You hear me?!” Darry’s word was the law, ain’t nobody go against.

- “He’s not like tha-” you whirl around to challenge him but Darry wouldn’t here it.

- “You can bet my boots and even Dallas’s boots that he’s exactly like that. There’s one thing that guys want nowadays! I know Tim’s good to us with a rumble, a good buddy of Dal’s, but if I can prevent my sister from hooking up with someone that’ll get her into trouble, you can bet your boots I will!

- The gang all being brother’s to you.

- Like forreal, even Johnny would get tense if a guy comes near you.

- “Well buddy, I’d like to think you’re admiring that sign over there, because this chick is off limits, you hear?” Two-bit would drawl on, surprisingly serious.

- You’d totally know how to fight and would play fight with the guys, but they’d let you win, - even Dallas! -.

- Sometimes wishing that you had a sister, but loving your brothers regardless.

- The boys watching their language around you.

- You use any bad language and you’re grounded for life!

- When and if you ever get jumped, you’ll have most of the neighborhood hacking through the city to find whoever the hell hurt you.

- The gang and your brothers crashing all of your dates.

- “I hope you’re not thinking of hooking up with her, buddy. Her brother’s the size of Superman and will wring your neck out like a towel.” Two-bit would grin into your dates ear.

- “And why the hell should I ca-

- “Because, if you don’t,” Dallas drops into the seat beside your date, the gang scattered around, looking all tough, “I’ll be the one digging your grave. You want it six feet deep or a little deeper? Because I sure as hell don’t want you crawling out.” he’d spit menacingly.

- Bringing Darry lunch on the weekends and any guy who looks at you is a goner! Darry will flex his muscles and have them running!

- Hanging out with Steve and Soda at the DX, getting free Cokes.

- The battle of Coke and Pepsi with Ponyboy.

- “I swear, Coke is sooo much better!

- “That’s not true and you know it!

- Strict rules not to go to Buck’s and if you’re found there by Dal, you’re in for some talking to…

- Two-bit and Dallas always pretending to be your boyfriend when people hit on you.

- Being the only girl that Johnny isn’t scared of.

- “Who knew you had a way with the quiet one’s, (Y/N).” Two-bit would tease.

- You’re going to get relentlessly teased all the time but it’ll be made up in other ways.

- Steve giving you free rides all the time.

- “At least you’re not a drag like Pony.” Steve would compliment you.

- “Oooh get you, threatened by a fourteen year old!” you’d grin.

- Anyone who breaks your heart is freaking dead!

- Being close to Evie.

- Dallas telling you stories about New York and keeping you away from idiots like Curly Shepard.

- Infinite piggy back rides.

- You getting a job so Darry has some help with the bills.

- Arguing with Darry a lot but he cares about you and you know it.

- Watching sunsets with Ponyboy and doing other things he likes.

- Sodapop going with you everywhere and always understanding you.

- Wrestling matches with Two-bit, to which you cheat all the time.

- Being tickled all the time and chased.

- Knowing how to do back flips and if it’s something you wanna do, going onto the cheer leading squad.

- Always getting to be on Darry’s team for football.

- “You’re such a girl, (Y/N)!” Steve or Dallas would tease.

- “I’ll make you a girl!” you’d throw your fist in the air and make them laugh.

- Getting off with quite a lot, but always taking up the blame for Pony because you think Darry is too tough on him.

- Saving up secretly to help Darry go to college.

- Pranking everyone all the time and being yelled at for it but they get over it. But it does start a pranking war!

- “Alright, who the hell put my socks in the ice box? They’re soggy now!” Sodapop would snap, only for you and Two-bit to giggle like school girls.

- “You guys are nuts!” Pony would grin.

- Borrowing your brothers shirts (part from Darry’s, unless you’re in desperation bc he’s huge!).

- “Okay, who took my sweatshirt with the sleeves cut off?” Ponyboy would call, as it was the last clean shirt he had.

- “It ain’t much of a sweatshirt now, is it?” you’d say, parading in with the sleeveless sweatershirt in name on.

- “I swear to God!” Pony would yell. “You’ve gotta stop doin’ this! I’m gonna end up goin’ to school stark naked!

- “Well, I have a shirt with daisy’s on if you’d like?” you’d offer jokingly.

- If you ever forget a jacket, you’ll be bundled up with the gang’s.

- “It’s thirty degree weather out!” you’d retort indignantly.

- “Well, it get’s cold out later on and if you don’t bring a jacket, Two-bit’ll be freezing his nipples off!” Darry would bark back.

- Being the baby of the gang and of the family and being so cared about. You may not have the material world, but you’ve got love and family, and you’re so grateful for that.


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Rosy cheeks and breathless kisses

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: NSFW – This has mature content guys. Sexual themes, nudity, so if you’re underage don’t read.

Word Count: 1557

Author’s Note: Hi guys, so this was my first smut that I had written for my previous blog. I deleted that blog and created now this one after many months. I like this one shot and I thought of posting it again. I hope you guys like it.

Oh and if you’re underage please don’t read this.

And guys, if you’re going to be intimate with someone, please use protection and be safe okay.


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BTS Reaction - Having a Bad Dream About You

Request: Bts reaction to them having a bad dream about you (where you died or whateverrr) and them waking up but not finding you in the bed because youre off in the kitchen or smth.

Kim Seokjin

After what seemed like an eternity of being tortured with a nightmare about you dying, he’d awaken suddenly then slowly smile after realising it was all in his head. He’d turn over to cuddle you but his hands would fall onto your place where you slept. “It’s just a nightmare inside a nightmare.” He’d think over and over. “All I need to do is wake up.” He’d try several times to rub his eyes and wake up (when the dumbass was clearly already awake), you’d walk back into the room after having a midnight snack, giving him a fright.

“Oh, babe! Haha, there you are. Come cuddle. I’ve missed you.”

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Kim Namjoon

He’d wake up in a cold sweat, near tears after he just had a nightmare of you dying. So, when he feels for you next to him and you’re not there, he starts to panic. “Y/N…? Y/N?!” Bounding out of bed, he’d scurry all over the house for you only to find you in the kitchen, eating. He’d run up to you and take the slice of pizza out of your hand, pulling you into a slow, steady kiss, feeling you to make sure you’re really alive.

“You fucking scared me, Y/N.”

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Min Yoongi

Yoongi wouldn’t be able to handle the loss of you, even if it was just a dream. So, when he woke up and you were cuddled up next to him, he’d have an anxiety attack. When you hear his cries and heavy breaths from the kitchen, you’d burst into the room and take him into your arms. He’d lock you in his embrace and wet your shirt with his tears as he whimpers:

“Holy fuck, I thought I… l-lost you, Y/N.”

Y/N: “You haven’t lost me, Yoongi.”

Originally posted by seokjohn

Jung Hoseok

Even though the nightmare scared him shitless and on top of that you weren’t laying next to him, he’d still try to remain positive and calmly wait for you to get back. After waiting a while, he starts to slowly fall asleep when you jump back in bed. He’d look at you through tired eyes and smile warmly, throwing his arms around you.

“Ah, there you are, gorgeous. I can sleep peacefully now knowing you’re with me.” 

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Park Jimin

After the nightmare, he’d try to find comfort by running his hands up your leg but his hand gets lost in the sheets, trying to find you. Apprehending you weren't there, he’d hop out of bed, mumbling his cute little “oh my god”’s as he’s scampering to the kitchen, hoping you’d be there. When he sees you munching on leftover pizza, relief and pure happiness would overcome him. He’d sneak up behind you, gripping onto your ass. As you’d turn around to shriek, he’d shut you up with a gentle kiss.

“What are you doing out here, jagi? Wouldn’t it be a lot better cuddling in bed with me?”

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Kim Taehyung

You dying, even in a nightmare, made him realise how much he was in love with you and it’d stress him out how much he doesn’t want to lose you. So, when he’d wake up, he’d dash around the house to find you and when he did, he’d lead you back to the room, being Taehyung, to fuck. As he’s pulling down your tiny lounge shorts, sucking on your thighs sweetly, he’d whisper:

“You know I never want to lose you, right?

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Jeon Jungkook

He’d act as if he wasn’t bothered but on the inside he’d be Jungshook, nervously waiting for you to get back. As soon as he heard the pitter patter of your feet against the floorboards leading up to the door, he’d yank you into the room and push you onto the bed. Hovering over you, he’d grunt:

“Where were you, hm? You’re getting punished for this.”

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Leave This Town Pt 3 (Mechanic!Bucky AU)

Characters: reader, Bucky, Natasha (mentioned)

Summary: Your dreams of kissing your small town life goodbye are about to come true when an unexpected detour leaves you stranded. Meeting the handsome local mechanic has you rethinking your plans. Perhaps happiness is less about where you’re headed and more about the people you meet along the way.

Song Inspiration: Sleep on the Floor by The Lumineers

Warnings: Mentions of drinking. The mildest of swearing I guess?

Word Count: 2.8k

Tags are at bottom (TAG LIST IS CLOSED I’M SORRY)

**This fic is for @bionic-buckyb ‘s 5K AU Writing Challenge**

A/N: You guys. This fic has taken on a life of its own and I’m oddly okay with it. Once upon a time I planned 3 parts, then 4, and now it’s 7. :D Oops. That’s what I think, anyway. Who knows? Not me, apparently. ha! I really hope you’re loving Mechanic!Bucky as much as I am!! Any feedback and comments are appreciated. Love you guys!!

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Previously:

Reaching your room, you flicked on the tv mostly for background noise and took a hard look at the detailed budget you had written up for your trip. Paying for 3 days in a motel and adding the car repairs, your wallet was taking a hit, but Bucky’s willingness to lower the bill would definitely help. You were grateful to this kind stranger and the thought of spending the whole day with him tomorrow was strangely exciting. Surprised to feel a few butterflies flutter in your stomach, you shook your head to clear away the feeling and got ready for bed.

I’ll be gone in a few days, you told yourself as you drifted off to sleep.

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Morning came and luckily your body woke you around 7am because you’d neglected to set an alarm. You hopped in the shower and then rummaged through your duffel for something comfortable to wear that you wouldn’t mind getting dirty. Slipping on a pair of shorts, a t-shirt, and sneakers instead of your trusty sandals, you pulled your hair up away from your face and headed out the door with an apple in hand.

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Friendly Neighborhood Spiderman

Requested. [I feel like this was awful, because I struggle with comedy. But I tried]

Song or Quote : “I’m not a damsel, not tonight at least.” & “ Do you even watch the news? Come on, I’m Spider-Man. You know, stringing up criminals and saving damsels?“

“What’s a pretty girl like you doin’ all by yourself in these mean ole streets, huh?” 

[Y/N]’s head swiveled to her left, stepping sideways off the sidewalk to get out of reach. She narrowed her eyes, this guy looked like trouble and reeked of cheap booze and menthol. “Going home.” 

The way his eyes raked over her, made [Y/N] feel uneasy. She knew her time was coming to cross paths with the crooks of the city. It had only been a little less than a month since she had moved here. But, [Y/N] could bet that walking home alone in the dark was the sure way to come across one. 

He smirked towards her, his teeth oddly glistening in the flickering street light. “Takin’ some late night pilate classes?” The man’s eyes skimmed over her gym bag that was slung over her body, “What kind of goods you got in there, hon?”  

If asked what her worst trait would be, it would be that she was extremely outspoken. She always struggled to keep her mouth shut in situations that called for it to stay closed. This was one of those times that she blatantly ignored her better judgement. Squinting her eyes, she cocked a brow. “I don’t know what I’m more shocked about. The fact that you believe that you’ll be able to mug me or the fact that you know what pilates is.” Taking a step back when he stepped forward, she narrowed her eyes. “And if you must know, I take mixed martial arts, so believe me when I say despite the vast height and weight difference between us, I could kick your ass with my eyes closed.” 

“You a bit ballsy, ain’t you?” He growled while he cracked his fingers, “I’m going to make you eat those words that’s been comin’ out that pretty little mouth.” 

[Y/N], you should probably stop while you’re ahead. Gasping like she was scared, her hands flew to her mouth. Pretending to shake, she squealed out. “Oh no, oh my gosh, I’m so sorry. Please, I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean any of that. Oh, please don’t hurt me.” Or not

Before the mugger could respond, the sound of laughing made them both jump. Searching in the dark to find the source of laughter, they finally looked up to the fire escape of the closest building. Standing on the railing, with one hand propped up against the bricked building, the other was placed on his stomach while he was bent over still laughing. 

“Oh man, I just love sarcasm.” He laughed, “It’s like punching someone in the face but with words.” 

[Y/N] squinted her eyes, who the fuck

Before she could get the chance to ask, the mugger growled out in anger. “And just what the hell are you supposed to be?” 

“Ditto,” she muttered. 

Jumping from the fire escape, he landed gracefully in front of them. Shrugging his shoulders, “Do you even watch the news?” Whoever the masked man was, sounded incredibly insulted. Groaning, he shook his head. “Come on, I’m Spiderman. You know stringing up criminals and saving damsels?” Leaning against the mugger, [Y/N] could only assume he winked in her direction while he clicked his tongue and pointed towards her.

"I’m not a damsel, not tonight at least.” She crossed her arms and rolled her eyes, “This guy’s a joke, I could take him with or without you.” Seriously, [Y/N]? Do you ever think before you speak? It’s called a goddamn filter.

Spiderman shook his head, “Man, she’s a little feisty.” Looking up at the mugger, he snickered. “Isn’t she?” 

“Get your damn hands off me.” The guy yelled, slinging Spiderman off his shoulder, he pulled a knife out from his jacket. “Come on Spiderman let’s see what you got kid.” 

Spiderman chuckled, “Funny you mention the whole kid thing because this kid is going to kick your ass, dude.” Flicking his wrist, a web shot out and landed onto the mugger’s hand with the knife. Flicking his wrist again, he webbed the knife out his hand. “Oh shame you don’t have that anymore.” 

[Y/N] yelped slightly, “Yo, is that stuff coming out of you?!”

“What? No! Ugh, I made it.” He groaned, looking down at his hands, he started moving them towards the device on his wrist. “I engineered it to-” Getting cut off by the mugger yanking back on the web, Spiderman flew forward. Before he made it close enough for the mugger to grab him, he shot out another web and stopped himself. Chuckling, “You’re going to have to do better than that if you want to get me.” 

“You some piece of work kid.” The mugger growled. 

“Yeah, yeah.” He snorted. 

[Y/N] felt sort of freaked out. Biting her lip, she tried to process what was going on. First, she decides to walk home alone, in the dark from the gym. Then, a creepy man stops her when she passes an alley. Next, she decides to be mouthy because she’s always been that way. And now, a man kid person in a spandex suit was trying to save her. “Is this? Is this,” moving her hand in their direction, she raised a brow, “normal?” 

Spiderman glanced in her direction before webbing the guy up against the building, pointing at him, he scolded. “Don’t steal, the Government doesn’t like competition.” Turning towards [Y/N], he casually walked towards her. “Is what normal?” 

“That….this whole thing? I mean is this normal?” She motioned towards his suit and then the web. “Is it normal for a kid vigilante to be running the streets at night in spandex?” 

“Don’t insult the suit, man.” Spiderman ran his hand down his torso, “This is a one of a kind.” 

Squinting her eyes, she muttered, “I don’t doubt that.” 

He tossed his head, shaking his head. Looking back towards her, he fake gasped. “I’m sorry, did I just roll my eyes out loud?”

“I can’t even see your eyes!” 

“Stop insulting me.”

Feeling frustrated, “I’m not insulting you, I’m describing you!” 

Before Spiderman could have a chance to respond, the sound of heavy footsteps and chains rattling interrupted their small argument. Instinctively, he stepped protectively in front of [Y/N]. 

“What the hell is going on out there?” A voice yelled from the alley.

Tony, get your ass out here and get me down!” The mugger yelled.

“Hey, I know a Tony.” He looked over towards [Y/N] nodding. “He’s a good friend-” stopping short, they both gulped at the sight of the stacked guy emerging from the alley with heavy artillery. “That….that um, that is not the same Tony I know.” Turning around, he shot webbing towards [Y/N], pulling her in close, he whispered, “Hold on.” 

“I’m sorry, do what?”

With no response, they were both zipping through the air. [Y/N] could feel her heart leaping out of her mouth when her eyes adjusted to the height at which they were flying at. Yelping, she held on tight and closed her eyes. She felt like they were in the air for hours but that was due to the fact that she was incredibly terrified of heights. 

Once she felt solid ground on under her feet, she retracted herself from the kid and fell to the ground. Her chest was heaving from her adrenaline coursing through her body. “Why did you think that was a good idea?” 

“I mean it was either run away or be shot and I’ve got a lot of life to live so I ran with option B.” Sitting on the ground in front of her, he chuckled, “And normally my problem is that I have really fantastic bad ideas.” 

Clutching her chest to try to slow down her heart rate, she flickered him a look. “Like dressing up in spandex and looking for trouble?” Taking a deep breath, she sighed. “Shouldn’t you be playing video games or hooking up with girls after curfew?” 

Spiderman reached up to the scratch the back of his head, wanting to laugh at how ridiculous the last part sounded. If only this girl knew who he was under his mask. “Yeah the thing about that is I don’t know how to act my age because I’ve never been this age before.” 

Standing up, she dusted herself off. “Right.” Looking around her to make sure nothing fell out of her bag, she looked at the masked hero. “I guess I should thank you for saving me.” 

Standing up, he shook his head. “It’s not really a problem. It’s what I do.” 

“I suppose so.” Chewing on her lip, “Who are you? I mean I know your Spiderman, but you’ve got have a face under that mask.” 

Stepping backwards, he chuckled. “I’m just your friendly neighborhood Spiderman.” Slinging a web, he saluted. “I’ll see you around.” And then he was off, leaving [Y/N] staring after him. Maybe moving to this city wasn’t so bad. 

{Reaction} Mafia!EXO finding out out that you're getting bullied in university

Hey I requested a EXO mafia au reaction where the reader gets picked on by a group of people at the readers school and EXO defends her, just wondering if you received it or not? Doesn’t matter if you haven’t, but now that requests are open again can I re-request that please? Love your work btw xx

Note: I loved your request so much oml, I literally live for mafia!exo au you have no idea hehe! I’m not sure if you (or anyone else reading) has seen my other mafia content, if not, you can find it here on my exo masterlist! Enjoy~

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  • Warning: Use of mafia themes. This includes swearing and (as indicated by the title) bullying. Read at your own risk. 

Park Chanyeol

Originally posted by lullabyun

Chanyeol’s jaw clenched as you sheepishly told him that you’d been getting a hard time from someone in your university course. Despite the anger lighting in his stomach, he placed a false sense of calmness on his face as he hugged you, but as his arms wrapped around your small frame, his mind started planning instantly. When he finally came to confronting the person that dared to bully you, he had the most intimidating gear strapped to him and his short, terrifying friend Do Kyungsoo and infamous martial arts master friend Tao at his side. He waited at the university gates until the bully turned the corner and stepped out, making sure to leave a lasting impression that would make sure that this person would never even attempt to hurt you ever again.

Chanyeol: “I heard you’ve been hurting my Jagi. I suggest you stop, because if you don’t… well, let’s just say you’ll regret it for the rest of your life.”

Bully: “Y-yes sir…” *scurries away.*

Chanyeol: “Ah, That should keep them away from {y/n}.”


Do Kyungsoo/ D.O.

Originally posted by kyungsuhos

Kyungsoo was not impressed when he found out that you’d been getting bullied. He found it astounding that anyone could attempt to hurt you at all so he took serious action. Unlike Chanyeol, he took the time to research this person that had been giving you grief to use against them before making his move. He told you that he would sort the issue, and promised that he wouldn’t get any blood on his hands after you begged him not to do anything futile. He met the bully in a dark, deserted alleyway and let his dark, terrifying eyes do most of the threatening while his words cut the bully down to zero confidence.

Kyungsoo: “I love {y/n}, you see, I know you have a partner to, how would you feel if I hurt them? I could, you know. I could break their arms and legs until they’re left totally helpless. Or make them blind so they could never see your disgusting face again”

Bully: “I’m sorry! I’ll never hurt {y/n} again!”

Kyungsoo: “Hurt? I don’t want to hear that you’ve been anywhere my jagi again, understand?”


Byun Baekhyun

Originally posted by baekhyunsama

Baekhyun tapped his fingers against the side of the car as he waited for you outside of the university to take you home for the term. Even though he it a part of the mafia, he does care deeply for you, and however intimidating and dangerous he can be against others is insignificant when it comes to you. When he’s with you, his demeanor changes completely, he’s fun, loving and sweet, and wouldn’t even dream of ever letting anything  bad in this world getting to you.

As he waited in the car, he hummed, that was until he caught you in the corner of his eye being pushed by a man that looked vaguely around your age. He instantly got out of the car, barely giving himself any time to think as he stormed over to where you timidly rose back to your feet. He clenched his fist before forcing it into the man’s face, then pulling you with him back towards the car.

Baekhyun: “Are you alright, Jagi?”

{y/n}: “I will be.”


Oh Sehun

Originally posted by veriloquentmind

Sehun had been told countless times by you that he shouldn’t sacrifice being uncovered because of stupid reasons, but when he witnessed you physically being punched before you, he couldn’t stop himself from grabbing the man that dared to hurt you in such a fashion and beat him until his skin was starting to turn bloody, black and blue. He seethed in anger as he looked down at the man in anger, he was lying on the floor, blood pouring from his nose and eyes streaming with tears as he begged for mercy. He looked back at you, holding your cheek looking partly in pain and partly like you were blushing.

Sehun: “Too much?”

{y/n}: “No, he deserved it, I just feel…”

Sehun: *smirking* “Come on Jagi, let’s go home.”


Zhang Yixing/ Lay

Originally posted by lullabyun

Yixing isn’t one to make a massive scene or to create a lot of conflict when it comes to confrontation. Instead, he takes the more calm route to intimidating your bully from talking to you. He enters university one sunny afternoon to watch you in a contest against other classmates. Within the crowd of people watching, he purposefully takes the seat next to the person he knows as you bully and quietly talks, knowing that even with a in innocent smile on his face, your bully will never think of approaching you again in the near future.

Yixing: “I’m going to put this in very simple terms so you understand, since you’re clearly a being of low intelligence. Stay away from {y/n} unless you want to go to sleep one night and never wake up.”


Kim Jongdae/ Chen

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

Chen is the master of manipulation and knowing how to scare people without even really having much interaction with them. When he finds out that someone at your university has been bullying you, he takes the matters into his own hands without your knowledge of it to help you from the pain and emotional strain.you never do find out what Chen does to your bully, all you know is tat after telling Chen, your bully can’t seem to come near you or even look you in the eye anymore.

{y/n}: “I don’t know what happened, they seem to have just stopped.”

Chen: “That’s what I like to hear, princess.”


Kim Minseok/ Xiumin

Originally posted by callmeminseok

Minseok seemed rather calm as you told him that someone at your university was giving you grief. He made sure to make sure that he came across as calm in front of you so that you did worry, he simply pulled you into his arms and whispered into your ear that he would sort everything and that you shouldn’t worry about the bully anymore. When it came to actually carrying his intentions out, he made his way into the university and found the bully. He waited until the bully way alone and in a deserted space before he finally made his move, pushing the bully back into the corner to hide the gun that he pointed at he man’s abdomen from any unwanted eye witnesses.

Minseok: “I’ll let you off this time, but touch my jagi again? And you won’t live to tell the tale.”


Huang Zitao/ Tao

Originally posted by lil-duckling

Your bully must be very brave to antagonize you when you have a boyfriend like Huang Zitao, the infamous martial artist with skills higher than anyone that you know. While most of the other members were low key and tried to ensure that their intentions weren’t spotted by unwanted attention, Tao went about this in quite a different way. He met your bully, and even though your bully was surrounded by a large group of people, Tao still went for him and knocked him out cold with one simple blow. No one tries to stop him as Tao gave your bully one final kick in the gut before walking away, muttering about how now one will get away with hurting you.

Tao: “Are you pathetic or stupid or both? Hurt her again and I’ll beat you up worse next time!”


Kim Junmyeon/ Suho

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

Not only has your bully messed with you, but has messed with the leader of the mafia, and it would be an understatement to say that Junmyeon was very pissed off when he found out about this. He took your bully by the scrape of their neck, pushed them back against the wall and threatened them until tears were pouring down your bullies face. While it was somewhat strange to see Junmyeon in this way, it was also oddly satisfying to see him standing up for you and giving your bully what they deserved.

Suho: “Is {y/n} a pile of shit?”

Bully: “N-no”

Suho: “Then don’t fucking treat her like she is!”


Lu Han

Originally posted by luedeer

Luhan is a very caring boyfriend outside of being the mafia, so when he finds out that you have been getting bullied he isn’t happy at all. He, like Minseok, decided to do some research before falling neck deep into this. With the help of Yixing and Sehun, he made his way across to the university, threatening your bully in a way that isn’t direct, but definitely gets the message across.

Luhan: “Put it this way, kid. If I find out you’ve been bullying {y/n}, it’ll be the last stupid thing that you ever do.”


Kim Jongin/ Kai

Originally posted by kaimilky

Kai knows of your bully, but had never met him until this moment, you and Kai were out at a club in the city together. You were wearing something low cut and tight, while he was also going for the sexy look. The two of you were dancing, grinding beneath the bright lighting until unwanted attention was finally brought. Your bully laughed, pointing at you as he did in university. Kai was ready to let it slide, to simply leave the club and find somewhere else, but that was until he actually heard the words you bully spoke. He gently removed his hands off you before leaping onto your bully, pounding him to the beat of the music. He finally stopped when he heard the yelling of the police. He grabbed you by the hand and pulled you out of the club, the two of you laughing as you make your great escape.

Kai: “Ah Jagi, that was more fun than it should have been.”


Wu Yifan/ Kris

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

Kris is known throughout the country as one of the most dangerous men. Like Suho, he is also a leader of the EXO mafia, and therefore makes him one of the most wanted man. Usually, he keeps his head down, but when he finds out that you’re being bullied, he can’t help but get himself involved within the conflict. He walks inside of the university, casually strolling with his hands in his pockets and walks up to you bully. As Kris takes the seat next to you bully, you could see the way your bully paled as white as a sheet without Kris even saying anything.

Kris: “See that girl? That’s my baobei… I’ve heard you’ve been hurting her recently. You should take more care of your actions before it leads to serious consequences.”

❝ I love you too, Jungkook. ❞

Plot: You’re an idol and you’re dating Jungkook. You show up at one of his fan sign and he says to everyone that you two are dating. 

Pairing: JungkookxReader 

Words count: 1,8k+

Genre: Fluff 

For anon, I hope you like it cutie! - M. 

Gif isn’t mine, credits to the owner! ♥

Deciding to go meet your boyfriend during a fan sign didn’t seem to be any more a great idea as at the beginning. The black mask covered your face and fortunately your eyes didn’t reveal much of who you were. Yet the feeling of being perpetually observed didn’t seem to disappear and so the anxiety increased to every minute that passed.  

But you haven’t seen Jungkook for weeks, and if that was the only way to change the situation, you’d be well-born to be discovered.  

“Next time I’ll close you in our room.” Your best friend muttered, as well as the leader of your group and the worst advocate in the world; making you smile amused from underneath the mask.  

“I didn’t ask you to come.. Then we repeated several times that we’re their fans, even if they discovered there I know hey couldn’t see anything strange… ”  

“YOU KNOW? I swear that if I read another article where they ship me and Taehyung I shoot myself. ”  

“What a bad thing Unnie…. In short, Taehyung is an incredible guy. ” You whispered in response, not understanding all that boredom towards that sweet and a little crazy boy. “Then he is also extremely beaut–”  

“But think of your boy!”  

“You Like him! That’s why you’re bored by the articles…. because you’re ashamed to talk to him. ”  

The slap that came soon after on your shoulder only made you entertain more, while patiently expected your turn to go to get the album signed.  

He was as beautiful as always but he seemed particularly cheerful that day, he could even not to bully his hyung and his smile could make you completely melt. It’s been seven months since you started to date and you’ve already figured out you were falling in love with him, but you were too intimidated and scared to confess your feelings. It was your first serious “relationship”, although not yet effective because he didn’t really ask you to be his girlfriend and you were both so young that you were afraid that he could run away in front of your confession.  

“Jungkook-oppa!” “Jungkook, you are beautiful!” “Jungkook I love you!”  

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Unexpected Love || Part 1

Prompt: Tom and his dad got in a car crash, Tom making it out alive. He’s trying to cope with his father’s loss, but is having a hard time doing so. So they send you to help fix him from up above. (AU)

Warnings: Mentions of dying, Smut, God, car crash, sexual things.

Word Count: 2,431

Pairing: Tom Holland x Angel!Reader

A/N: This is based on that audition tape Harrison did that was on Tom’s Instagram. First time doing smut tell me what you think. Sorry for the lack of my stories I’ve been busy. Hope this makes up for it. :)

~Masterlist~


Tom didn’t think his whole life would change. He kept telling himself what if he never went out and gotten drunk at that party. What if he stayed in and spent time with his family. What if he didn’t call his dad to come and get his drunk ass. He’d be alive right now. All he could do is keep blaming himself, but every time Tom does his family would tell him that he and his dad couldn’t have known that a semi would ram into their car or that everything seems to happen for a reason. Tom couldn’t help but get lost in his own thoughts.

“Mum, dad I’m heading out alright” He called out to them as he reached for his coat on the rack.

“Woah there, at what time do you suppose you’ll be back?” His mum asked.

“Come on mum I’m like 20 now” Tom rolled his eyes. She wasn’t having any of it though. She gave him a stern look.

“I don’t know 11:30 maybe midnight”

“Midnight!”

“Don’t worry I won’t do anything stupid, promise, besides Harrison is going with me”

“That should give us plenty of reasons to worry” His dad pitched in. Tom tilted his head back in a groan.

“Alright we’ll let you leave, but only if you text us that you made it back to your apartment safely” She added on.

“I promise” He closed the door behind him as he saw Harrison’s car out front.

“Hey mate ready to have the time of your life?” Harrison greeted as he got in.

“Are you sure you’re not drunk already Harrison?” He teased.

“Ha ha your hilarious” With that they drove off to the party where they would be spending their time at.


The party was in absolute full swing. People grinding on people, couples making out in various places, music going at full blast, and lots and lots of booze. Harrison had been trying to hook him up with a pretty girl, until he told him to bug off, then Harrison was out of sight just like that.

He had a beer in his hand and was leaning up against a wall by the staircase. As he went to take a sip of his drink, a girl walked up to him, she was quite beautiful in his opinion, gorgeous brown eyes and hair, yet he couldn’t quite pinpoint the look in her eyes.

“Hey handsome” She gave him a coy smile

“Hello darling” Tom waved with two fingers that were holding the bottle in my hand.

“What’s someone like you doing here all alone?” She tilted her head.

“Well I am here with a friend, although I don’t seem to know where he is at the moment?” He gazed around the house.

“Well would you care for some company?” She offered.

“That would be great!” He half yelled over the music and gave her a smile.

“You wanna go upstairs, it’s a bit loud don’t you think!” She shouted.

“Yeah!” She grabbed his free hand and led him upstairs, she pulled him into a more secluded area, which happened to be someone’s bedroom. They entered and she shut the door behind them locking it.

She turned around. “It’s much quieter now”.

“Yeah it is” He chuckled.They fell into an awkward silence and sat at the edge of the bed, their knees touching.Tom took another sip of his beer.

“Do you mind if I take my shoes off?”.

“No go right ahead” He shook my head.

“I’m Vanessa by the way”.

“Tom”.

“Tom what was your ideal for tonight?”.

“I don’t know, get drunk, hang out with my best mate, and go home.” He shrugged.

“Let’s have some fun then?You and me” She questioned.

“That’s quite an offer love” He said.

“Oh come on it’ll be fun” She stood in front of him.

“I don’t even have a condom” The girl bent down and pulled one out from her boot.

“You came prepared” He teased.

“I was hoping to get laid” She retorted.

“Well then you just got lucky” Tom pulled her towards him placing a firm grip on her waist. 

Tom didn’t know what to expect, he didn’t know if it was the hormones or the alcohol, but after she pulled down her dress completely bare, no undergarments, he just couldn’t help himself. He pushed her onto the bed. In an instant Tom was on his knees, spreading her thighs and pulling her legs to settle over his shoulders. She tangled her hands in his hair, and leaned her head back onto the bed, watching him with hooded eyes while he kissed the inside of her thighs. He was staring up at her, so intensely it took her breath away. She was pulling on his hair and bucking her hips waiting anxiously for him to began working his magic on her. Tom eyebrows rose at her anxiousness as he began licking her folds and sucking harshly against her warmth. His relentless tongue, lips, and teeth working aggressively to get her off. He focused on her clit, tongue swiping rapidly over the tiny bundle of nerves. “Come for me, love,” he moaned against her, the vibrations making her back arch. She was trembling and squirming in his hold.

The roles reversed and then everything became quite a blur afterwards. He wasn’t aware of what happened. Tom had called his father at an unreasonable time and then everything became quite a blur afterwards. He wasn’t aware of what happened. Tom had called his father at an unreasonable time and then he was picked up. There was a bright light and then everything went dark…

“Tom you in there mate?” Harrison said waving a hand to get his attention.

“Sorry I was just thinking”

“Well it must’ve been great cause you slipped back for a couple minutes” He playfully punched his best friends shoulder.

“Do you believe in God?” Tom blurted out.

“I’ve just said his name a few times” Harrison gave a laugh.

“Come on I’m serious! God, heaven, angels…miracles”.

“No I don’t think so, do you?” Harrison quirked an eyebrow at him. Tom sat still not giving a response leaving an awkward silence for a brief moment.

“Did I ever tell you about that night? The car crash” Tom asked.

“Not really I-I know your dad he-”

“Died. I think I did too or at least I should have, b-but there was this” Tom paused.

“This what?” Harrison was so confused.

“Hand. Like- this hand…there was this hand that reached out and I-” Tom wasn’t getting nowhere with his best mate. “You know what forget it, it-it’s nothing” Tom sighed.

“You sure?” Harrison wanted to make sure his best friend was doing alright.

“Yeah man you go do what you need to do” Tom waved him off.

“We could always go down to your favorite pub, Find you a pretty girl or a hot stripper” Harrison joked.

“Harrison I don’t need a stripper!” Tom exclaimed.

“Alright, j-just know I’ll be there if you need anything, we all will” Harrison was referring to his family that lived only five minutes from him. He patted his shoulder and stood up.

Tom let out a short. “Yea”.

He watched as Harrison walked out his front door. Tom glanced at his watched and saw it was already getting late and thought to just head off to bed and sleep off his stress. He dragged his feet and pushed opened his door. Tom was completely oblivious of his surroundings because he was rubbing his eyes. When he removed his hands he wasn’t expecting for the sight in front of him.

“Hello” You waved sitting at the edge of his comforter. Tom blinked and rubbed his eyes more replaying the walk upstairs, thinking if he could have hit his head in the process.

“Hi” He said hesitantly. “W-Who are you?” He put a good few feet in between himself and you who showed up out of god knows where.

“I’m Y/N, it’s nice to finally meet you” You stood in your place but extended your arm out. You showed a genuine smile. Tom didn’t bother shaking your hand, but you still kept on your smile.

“Tom..” He stared at you. 

“I would have introduced myself sooner, but I didn’t want to scare off your friend” You apologized with a sad smile.

“You mean Harrison?” Tom pointed behind him to the hallway.

You simply nodded.

“Did he put you up to this? God I told him I didn’t need a stripper!” He groaned.

“What’s a stripper?” You titled your head to the side.

“You don’t know what a stripper is?!” He stared at you as if you had two heads attached to your body.

“No” It was an honest answer.

“You know. Poles, taking your clothes off for money, sex with random guys” He explained.

“That doesn’t sound too endearing” You furrowed your brows.

“Tell me about it…” He shook his head. “W-Wait don’t change the subject, who are you, and what are you doing in my house?”

“I’m Y/N? I was sent down to help you get through your pain” You finally stood up.

“Sent down..What are you talking about?!” Tom failed his arms around.

“Your hurting Tom and it’s my mission to fix it” You walked towards him.

“Listen Y/N” He placed a hand on your shoulder, you glanced down at it. “You seem like a great girl, but you need to leave okay. I’m tired and want to sleep so” He pushed you into the hallway. “I’m sure you can find your way out the front door” With that being said he slammed his bedroom door in your face. You flinched at the sudden sound. You have never met anyone with bad manners.

Tom sighed as he closed the door. He leaned against it turning around. “That wasn’t very nice” You sat in the same spot he found you in, but you had a slight pout on your lips. All Tom could do was stare in shock. He vastly yanked his door open looking into the empty hallway and back to you. 

“H-How…y-you were…b-but…What?” He stammered.

“You can’t get rid of me that easily Tom” You giggled softly but not in a creepy way.

“I’m loosing my mind” He ran his hands through his hair.

“Nope, you just haven’t fully comprehended what’s going on” Tom glanced at you. He saw nothing but pure innocence. You had offered him a small smile. He was curious to say the least. He found himself thinking back to that night.

“What’re you?” He muttered

“What do you think I am?” You spoke softly.

“I have a guess, but it seems too good to be true” He finally got his courage back and sat down next to you.

“Anything is possible” You smiled.

He nodded. Tom took a breath and asked. “Are you an angel?” His eyes shined with some hope behind them.

“Yes” You whispered. Once he got his answer he started firing you with more questions.

“Do you have wings?”

“Yes” 

“Can I see them”

“Within time yes”

“Is God real?”

“No ones really seen him so I guess it’s just how you choose to believe in him, but in a way, yes he is very much real”

“Is there a heaven?” 

“Yes”

“Does everyone look like you?” He was getting rather flirty.

“Ha, no everyone has there own unique form” You giggled.

“What did you mean by you were sent down here to help me?”

“We see everyone up there. We see the people being happy. Broken. Mad. Sad. We see them all” Your voice trailed off.

“But why me” He looked at you. You glanced up to meet his eyes. “Because you’re special, and your heart needs to be healed” You placed your palm on top of his heart. He nodded. “You should rest” You got up.

“You should too Y/N and sorry about slamming the door in your face” His nervously scratched the back of his head.

“You meant well” You smiled. “Oh and we don’t really sleep”.

“You don’t sleep?” He asked. You just shook your head no.

“Then what do you do?” 

“We watch over everyone” 

“So your just going to watch me sleep then” He raised his brow.

“Does that make you uncomfortable?” You frowned.

“Um no not at all I’m just saying wouldn’t you prefer to do something else?” He shrugged.

“What do you have in mind?”

“You can watch a movie in the living room”.

“Movie?”

“Don’t tell me you don’t know what that is either” He whined.

“Sorry” You sheepishly smiled.

“Alright well let me get changed real quick and I’ll put you a movie okay?” He smiled.

“Okay” You thought better to walk down his hallway rather than disappear into thin air.

A couple minutes past by as you sat patiently on his sofa. His house was very fascinating, nothing you’ve ever seen before. You heard footsteps descending down the hallway. You turned your head to look at Tom. You were merely confused, he said he was going to change but wasn’t wearing a shirt. He seemed to notice your confused state.

“What?”

“You didn’t change?”

“Yeah I did?” He stared down at his long pajama bottoms and his bare chest.

“You’re still naked?” You furrowed your eyebrows together.

“W-what, oh no, Y/N that’s just how some of us guys prefer to sleep” He chuckled.

“You sleep half naked?”

“Well no…n-not technically” He stuttered.

“Strange” You whispered raking your eyes up and down his torso. It was an innocent act. You didn’t think much of it, but Tom clearly turned bright red under your gazing eyes. 

He cleared his throat. “Anyway, how about that movie love” You caught on to the last word not knowing what it meant.

“Yes”

He clicked a few buttons on a rectangular remote control. He went to something called Netflix and started scrolling through all the different varieties to choose from. “So here’s all the movies, you can choose whatever you find interesting okay” You nodded but were still a little uncertain on what to do, but decided against telling him, not wanting to keep him up any longer. So you’d just figure it out on your own. “Okay” You told him with a smile. He returned it.

“I’m going to bed now, if you need anything just wake me up” He called out over his shoulder going back to his room.

You looked back at the remote in your hand and started pressing the down arrow button. It seemed to make the tv move down and you smiled because you started to get the hang of it. You picked a movie that seemed intriguing and spent the whole night watching movie after movie.

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