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CS JJ Day 29: Hearth

Summary: In which Emma is always cold, and Killian is always warm.

Rated: M

Warnings: Smut, angst

Words: ~6k

Notes: Much love and gratitude to the organizers at @csjanuaryjoy! Inspired by a prompt from @seethelovelyintheworld, who requested a fic where Emma is cold and Killian is warm, and by the beautiful sketch she drew, which you may find below.  Also tagging @icecubelotr44.

Also on ff and ao3


It’s only when she’s taken everything out of the satchel twice – packing it carefully back in after the first, and tearing it right back out – that Emma allows herself to pout. She treats Neverland like a place of action. Whenever she’s still, it’s a place of mourning, eternal youth and sorrows, and she can’t hardly stand it. Can’t hardly sleep either. There are sounds echoing through the forest – grating, unnatural noises that belong in the winding, industrial alleys of poorly kept city blocks.

That, and she’s sure she’s never been this cold in her life. So she searches for the sweater she’d brought along, with no luck.

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Joshua: The Irony of Choking on a Lifesaver (pt 4)

[table of contents] I. II. III. IV. V.

Summary: I’ve been inspired… Shua p much just nuts over food in this part and gets kinda emo lmao but that happens in every part doesn’t it WARNING: smoking and swearing and implied sexual content and stuff like don’t read this if you’re under 16 ok


Lips covered his, panting into his mouth as music blared in his ears. Joshua’s mind was blurred and fuzzy, the alcohol taking full effect and muddling any sense of reasoning that he could have had. There were hands all over his body, tugging him into closed corners and trying to tug his shirt off. That was all he could remember of the night before, as he rolls over in a bed that isn’t his own.

“Shit.” He mutters to himself as he sits up, running a hand through his messy hair. “Again?”

He pushes the blankets back, swinging his legs over the side and getting up, not sparing the other body a glance as he pulls his clothes back on. His shirt is nowhere to be found, so he tugs on his shoes and walks towards the door only half dressed. Only then does he look back at the other person with whom he shared a bed, and sees the long hair of a girl he doesn’t know. He exists the room, being sure to quietly close the door behind him as to not wake her up. He searches through his pockets for his phone, typing in Seungcheol’s phone number as soon as he finds it.

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Miraculous Ladybug, “(text me) maybe?”

Summary: Sequel to this. Or: Marinette copes with the fact that she’s the devil. 

Rating: G

Pairing: Adrinette friendship (also typical Marinette crushing but w/e)

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Marinette is the worst person in the world.

“No, you’re not,” Alya says for the umpteenth time that morning, rubbing Marinette’s back in a motion that was at first comforting but is now absentminded and bored. The two are sitting on the floor of one of their school’s (blessedly empty) bathrooms, and have been having the same conversation for about fifteen minutes.

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Bucky Barnes x Reader (Welcome Home) Part 8

Originally posted by sebstandaily

Summary: The reader is trying to find a place to live in Brooklyn. She then meets Bucky, a cute guy who offers her to move live with him as his roommate. But as their friendship develops, will it turn into something more?

Word Count: 1,104

Warning: Shit happens.

A/N: Hey guys! I’ve been getting so much love for this series and I just want to say thank you! I hope you like this part, because I did.  I really hope I tagged everyone and if not, Continue to ask me if you want to be tagged. Thanks! Love ya

Part Seven Here:

http://carabarnes13.tumblr.com/post/147984486795/bucky-barnes-x-reader-welcome-home-part-7

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Bucky waited impatiently outside the door of your hospital room. He didn’t know what was happening with you or the baby, and it was killing him inside. The last he saw of you before they lead you into the room, was your terrified expression. The tears falling down your face. You were scared. He was scared. He wanted to help yet, there was no way he could.

“Mr. Barnes?” The doctor looked down at Bucky sprawled across the floor. “You can come in now.” Bucky shot straight up at the doctors words and rushed in to see you. You were positioned in bed, dark circles under your eyes. It was clear that you were tired, Bucky could tell. 

“Hey Bucky.” You mumbled. Bucky grabbed your hand and held it close to his cheek.

“Hey Doll.” He kissed you quick on the lips, making sure not to hurt you in any way. “What happened Doctor?” He asked, not taking his droopy eyes off you.

The doctor glanced down at his clipboard, “it appears (y/f/n) here had a Placental Abruption. That’s when the placenta pulls away from the inner wall of the uteris before the baby is born.”

“And?” You rasped out.

“Usually this things happen around the 20th week of pregnancy. Yours happened at the 5th. I’ve never seen anything like it. Your baby was also growing at a fast rate. Faster than any other baby. It’s truly remarkable.”

“How could this have happened?” You coughed, grabbing onto Bucky’s other hand. You squeezed it tightly, as Bucky squeezed back. 

The doctor sighed, “I don’t know. I’ve never come across something like this before. But we think the baby will be fine” 

“You think?”

Bucky’s eyes widened in horror, “It’s because of me.”

“What’s because of you?”

“The super serum, Hydra gave to me. It’s all my fault.” Bucky pushed you away, running his hands through his hair as he paced the room. “I’m the reason our baby- our baby’s” Bucky couldn’t finish his sentence. Memories were flooding through his mind. Of Hydra poisoning him with the serum that made him the Winter Soldier. The serum that transferred to your unborn child. 

“Bucky, listen to me. The baby is going to be fine, alright? This isn’t your fault. You need to calm down.”

“CALM DOWN?!” He looked to you with pure anger in his eyes. It was as if all the love and compassion for you in them just vanished in thin air. Leaving you with nothing but cold and fear. “It’s because of me that our child might die, and you’re telling me to calm down?! I can’t fucking believe this!” Suddenly, Bucky slung the table next to him with his metal arm across the floor, knocking over tubes and trays. His jaw clenched as he banged his fist on the wall, creating a large hole for everyone to see. 

“Bucky stop!” You cried. He didn’t say a word. He stared down at the damage he had caused inside the hospital room. 

“I should go.” He said sharply, grabbing his coat off the chair.

“Bucky wait. We need to talk about this I-” You tried to get it through to him that it wasn’t his fault. That he’s not the reason all this happened. But before you could have a chance to, he was already gone.

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Bucky sloshed down another drink. He listened to the band play as he continued drinking. A cold sweat was dripping down his forehead. He wiped it away clumsily, trying to avoid any unwanted attention. Anger fueled his body. His was frustrated with how he acted. He hated to see you in such distress and worry, and him being the cause of it. 

“I thought I’d find you here.” Bucky turned to see Steve coming towards him, taking a seat at the bar. 

“What are you doing here?” Bucky sipped on his drink, showing no care of his best friend’s presence. 

“(y/f/n) called and told me what happened.” He placed a hand on Bucky’s shoulder, shaking him lightly. “Why’d you run off?”

“I was scared.”

“Well, (y/f/n) is scared too.” 

Bucky gulped, “Is she scared of me?”

“No. She’s scared about you Bucky. She’s worried about you.”

“She should be worried about the baby.” Bucky spat, shuffling over to the front door. “I should stay away. It’s for the best.”

Steve passed the bartender some money for the drinks and walked over to Bucky. “It’s not for the best, Bucky. She loves you.”

“And I love her. That’s why I should stay away. It’s the only way to protect the baby.”

“You’re saying vanishing from the kids life is the only option?” Steve scoffed, astonished at what Bucky was saying to him. “You are making a rash decision, Buck.” 

“And what if I am?!” Bucky shived Steve against the wall. “What if Hydra gets a hold of me again. What if they plan to use my family against me. Everyone I love! Then what?!”

“We won’t let that happen.”

“How do you know? Shit like that has happened before.” Bucky muttered, releasing his grasp on Steve’s shoulders. “Steve, I don’t want to be the cause of another person’s death. Especially someone I love. I can’t let that happen, Steve.” 

“Okay, then I won’t stop you.” Steve sighed, handing Bucky back his drink. Bucky lifted the bottle, as the alcohol seeped down his throat. Bucky sat back down at the bar, motioning to the bartender for another drink. “At least, talk to (y/f/n) before you do anything. Please? For me?”

“One more beer please.” Bucky asked, slamming his empty bottle on the counter. The man handed Bucky the beer, the one you would always give him. He remembered the first day he’d met you. How he saw you through the window as he walked passed the bar, posting fliers. He had to meet you somehow, so he made up the excuse of wanting to put up his flier in the bar. Your voice was like music to his ears when he heard it. You were the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. He loved you, yet barely even knew your name. your (y/e/c) eyes memorized him, that he couldn’t look away. His memory began to fade away as he looked down at the half drank beer. He smiled, thinking of when you called him wanting the apartment. He tried his absolute best to contain his excitement but he knew it had shown through. Even if he knew before hand that all of this was going to happen, he still wouldn’t change a thing. 

“Okay Steve. I’ll talk to her.”


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Slow it Down

Gender: female

Bruce Banner x reader

Warnings: sex. Also, pretty slow (?) No plot really. ((pure trash. I’m the trash man.))

There’s little Bruce content and even less Bruce smut. I’ve never written Bruce before or smut but trust me, A  l o t of thought has gone into it.

Summary: You and Bruce have been together for a couple of months but you two haven’t had sex yet, just fooled around. He’s very cautious of letting the other guy out and hurting you but you’re determined to get some ass tonight. (I’m sorry. I don’t know how to write a summary for smut besides to say “yall are fucking” ok). 

You rolled over in bed, you’d been doing this for what seemed like hours waiting for Bruce to come to bed. You were in the STARK tower, as you both had been staying there will he was busy working with Tony on a new technology for SHIELD. You two have been in a formal relationship for a while but you were close for a long time before that.

You huff in frustration, which was likely just sexual frustration.

You didn’t think you were a sexual person until you got with Bruce and hadn’t had sex in 6 months. You took care of yourself and he would too go down on you from time to time but you ached for the feeling of him inside of you. You’d been intimate in other ways. You knew the darkest pieces of him, and he you but goddamn you were horny all the time and you were going crazy.

You then got the idea of going down to the lab and getting him. You’d wrestled with the idea before but his work was important to him and if you dragged him into bed every time you ached for him he would never get anything done.

You jump out of bed and put on your matching black underwear and bra that was only comfortable to wear for about an hour but you promised yourself that is all you needed. You put on workout shorts that you only bought because they made your ass look phenomenal and a loose shirt that cut low into your chest. You put on perfume that you knew he liked and tousled your hair around, trying to make it look like you just had sex. You looked around the room that had minimal decoration and decided to light a couple of candles. You tried to not feel ridiculous as you did so. You looked in the mirror and laughed at yourself but this was the best idea you could come up with. You prayed to god that Tony wasn’t in the lab to see you.

You then walked down the hall to the elevator and pressed the button to go to the lab

“Oh Ms. (Y/L/N). You’re up late, are you feeling well?” JARVIS quipped over the elevator intercom, making you jump slightly

Before you could answer he came back on with “I checked your vitals and you appear well. Your oxytocin levels appear to be higher than normal but-”

You blush and quickly cut him off “I’m fine JARVIS, thank you. Just going to check on Bruce.”

“Oh. Well, Dr. Banner has been working in the lab for a consecutive 9 hours. Mr. Stark told him he should go when he left, roughly 6 hours ago but he refused.”

You already knew what he would look like; shirt half untucked, hair tousled from him running his fingers in it when he got frustrated, his glasses slightly crooked, and about 7 cups of coffee scattered around the lab.

“Okay JARVIS, thank you for looking out for him.”

“Always Ms. (Y/L/N).”

Then the elevator doors opened to the lab and he didn’t seem to notice as his head was bent over paperwork, his body clearly tense. You made extra noise as you walked in, to not alarm him.

“Hey Bruce” You say gently, walking up behind him

“Hmm” he said in reply, not looking up

You second guessed your plan, seeing him so in the zone of whatever the hell he was doing made you feel selfish for wanting him so badly to be with you.

You decide to sit on a lab stool next to him as he continues tinkering with some sort of high-tech looking gun.

“JARVIS said you’ve been working for nine hours baby” You say gently, resisting the urge to reach out and touch him. The way he looked; so concentrated in his work, mouth slightly opened and hair messy wasn’t helping your urge.

“I’m almost done” He replies

“Can’t you finish tomorrow?” You ask, walking behind him and starting to rub his back softly, deepening the pressure as he pushes back into your hands and sighs deeply.

You take that as a yes and press your body to his back as you reach up and start kissing his neck

“(y/n)” he said like a warning

“hmm?” you reply, teasing him

He turns to face you and you take the opportunity reach up again to kiss his lips. You want to do it forcefully, to slip your tongue into his mouth, to get as close as you can but you don’t. You kiss him softly and gently, wrapping your arms around his strong back.

“Can you come to bed, please?” you whisper against his mouth

“I know what you’re doing” he whispers back with a smile, slightly lifting the hem of the back of your shirt to rest his hands on your lower back, gently pulling away to gesture at your appearance.  

“I don’t know what you’re talking about Doctor” you say, pushing against him and into the lab table behind him, making a soft grunt come from his throat as you kiss him again, the way you wanted to before.

He pulled away gently, “(y/n)” he breathed

“We can go slow. I’ll stop whenever you tell me to. I promise” You say in a serious tone, looking into his cautious eyes.

“The problem is I don’t think I’ll be able to tell you to stop” He said, half serious.

“Please just try with me Bruce. I need you” You say, pressing your hips into his, feeling his growing hardness, causing him to close him eyes and drop his head.

“Not here” he says into your neck as he starts to kiss it.

You don’t say anything as you pull away, grabbing both of his hands, feeling him watch you as you lead him to the elevator, pressing the floor to your room.

You start kissing him slowly and sweetly. Desperate to make him comfortable. He moans into your mouth as you run your fingers through his hair and tug it gently.

“Dr. Banner I’m glad to see you out of the lab”

You both chuckle and peel off of each other and out of the corner of the elevator.

“Thank you JARVIS” Bruce says, blushing slightly.

“You’re welcome sir. I believe something is burning and Mr. Barton and Ms. Romanoff appear to be yelling. I will go assist them.”

You heard the sound of the intercom click and look over to Bruce and you both burst into laughter, feeling like a parent just caught you two making out like teenagers.

The elevator opens and you make your way to the room. You open the door as Bruce chuckles

“Wow, all of this for me?” He asks, teasing you, wrapping his arms around your waist.

“I wanted it to be special for us. The candles are too much?” You ask, pulling him with you, as you walk to the bed.

“They’re perfect” He says as he leans down to kiss you as you two slowly fall onto the bed.

Your kissing turns heavy and deep as you both become desperate for closeness of the each other. His breathing becomes heavy as he pulls away, closing his eyes.

Your stomach twinges, feeling bad about going too fast.

“Sorry” is all he says, eyes still closed

“Don’t be” You say as you pull him down again, gently, not kissing him, just guiding him to lay down.

“You’re so beautiful and I’m ruining it” he says as he reaches up to run his fingers through the ends of your hair.

You lay down next to him, he rolls to his side to look into your eyes.

“You’re not ruining anything. I thought it was going pretty good actually.” You smile and he does the same.

“Do you want to stop?” you ask honestly

“No, I’ll control myself.” He says, kissing your forehead

“Let me. I don’t want you to have to worry tonight.” You say, climbing onto his lap. You lean down to kiss him slowly, readjusting your body as you move your hands across his chest and arms, unbuttoning his shirt every few moments.

You move from his mouth and start to plant kisses on his chest and stomach, stopping when you feel his breathing get heavy.

“I’m sorry. I haven’t….I haven’t in so long I just-” You cut him off with a kiss.

“I know. Stop worrying.” You whisper into his ear. “This is good for me” you say with a quick nibble to his neck causing him to chuckle.

You guide him to sit up and you pull his button down off and grind into his lap, causing his head to go into the crook of your neck as you run your fingers through his hair.

“Keep going” he says into your neck

With that you move back and take off your shirt, you’re about to go for your bra too when he stops you. You think he wants to stop all together when he pulls back but he just stares at you lustfully taking in your figure. He then moves to start kissing the rounds of your upper breasts, sliding his hands up your sides and to your upper back to unclasp your bra and throws it to the side off the room.

He quickly pulls you even closer and harder into him as he takes your breast into his mouth, his tongue flicking your nipple you let out a moan and grab at his shoulders, grinding down into his lap desperately.

“Bruce” you moan into his strong shoulders

“Take your pants off” he commands, driving you crazy

You quickly move off of him and take your shorts off, leaving just your underwear as he does the same.

He then pulls your arm, guiding you back onto him and then quickly flipping you onto your back and dropping his crotch into yours, grinding against you.

You grab up and pull his neck down to kiss you, wrapping your legs around his waist, pulling him into you, feeling his erection throbbing against you

“fuck (y/n)” he says, pulling away to take deep breaths into your neck

You untwine your legs from him and just pull him close to you, comforting him, rubbing his bare and muscled back as he holds himself up against your body.

As you felt his breathing slowly steady you starting placing slow kisses onto his jaw as he breathed deeply. You waited for him to stop you and when he dosen’t you began tracing kisses down his jaw, down his neck and scooted down the bed until you were down to his stomach.

He then tugged at you as he rolled onto his back. You were then back to your previous position of straddling him, as you grinded into him, kissing him deeply

“Are you ready?” You whispered hungrily, looking into his eyes

He didn’t respond and you started to climb off when he tugged at your panties and smiled, you sat up and tugged them off sloppily.

He started to writhe underneath you, so you quickly pulled his underwear off as his erection come out you looked up at him and he nodded. You climbed back on top of him and his hands went to your hips, guiding you down onto him.

His loud groan as he entered you made you moan in pleasure

“Come here” he said as he sat up, pulling you with him as you opened your legs more.

Your collective breathing was heavy as you waited for him to steady and he impatiently bucked his hips into you, you smiled as you rose from him slightly and slowly fell back onto him. His eyes shut tightly and you didn’t know if it was him trying to remain in control or because of the pleasure but you couldn’t hold it anymore as you began to ride him.

His head fell back as you went painfully slow but it felt so good, he felt so good; the feeling of him inside of you, seeing him moan in pleasure and whisper your name and strung together curses of how good you felt.

“Go faster” he breathed heavily

“Bruce” you were cautious

“Please (Y/N). I need you to go faster. I need you to fuck me.” He looked at you with hungry eyes that made you bite your lip to hold in a moan. You’ve never seen him like this and it was really turning you on.

With that you pushed him down onto his pillow as you began to quicken your pace of rolling your hips, going up and down onto him. You closed your eyes and you felt your stomach tighten.

“Bruce I-” you were struggling to catch your breath as he began to meet your pace and thrust his hips into you.

He grabbed your hips tightly and you got the message to fuck him harder as you put more force into your body as you lowered onto him.

“Fuck. Bruce. I’m going to-” you breathed heavily, struggling to remember how to speak

“Come for me (y/n). I want to feel you come around me” He said, pulling you down for a sloppy and deep kiss as he quickened the thrusts, reaching between you to rub at your clit.

“Fuck bruce. Fuck. Oh god.” You nearly screamed as you orgasmed, your body trembling as you grabbed onto him.

“Don’t stop (y/n). Please don’t stop” he gasped out as he moaned and you felt his heat in you.

You kept riding him as he came and you bent down again to kiss him, still feeling your orgasm linger.

You fell to your side, sweaty and breath heavy you both lay on your backs.

“That was-”

“Yeah” was all you could manage as you both laughed

“Come here” he said gently as he tugged you towards him, both of you rolling onto your sides to see the other.

“Thank you” he smiled at you

“Did you just thank me for sex Bruce?” you smile and stifle a laugh as he does too

“No I mean” a blush rises to his cheeks that you find adorably ridiculous considering a minute ago he was just moaning your name.  “Thank you for doing that for me…the way you did it.”

You didn’t know what to say so you just reached up and kissed his lips gently again.

“I love you” You said onto his lips, kissing them again.

“I love you too” he replied, sending shivers down your spin as he kissed your lips like it was the first time.