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What Happens In Vegas: Part 15

A Bucky x Reader / AU drabble series

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A/N: SO sorry this took so long. I was procrastinating big time and also life got in my way. There’s only one part left after this and an epilogue, so I really hope you guys like it. Let me know what you think! ♥

Word Count: 2,184
(I know this is not a drab, and this is the longest part to date :O)

Warnings:
- language.

Tags: (at the end)

*gif is not mine.

Bucky was sleeping peacefully beside you the next morning, after spending hours the night before trying to get him to fall asleep. His nerves were getting the best of him, and rightfully so. You’d spent most of the night coming up with a court summons for Peggy, so that you could finally find out whom Charlotte’s true father was. You pushed his hair off of his forehead and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. The love you had for him swelled in your chest and, in that moment, you vowed to find the truth for him, to give him inner peace. Even though this was his own personal struggle, it would bring peace to you and your relationship with him as well. Maybe, just maybe, it would also mend his and Steve’s lifelong friendship.

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Daddy’s Little Girl - Part 2

Title: Daddy’s Little Girl - Part 2

Characters: Negan x You/Reader

Synopsis: You used to be a nude cam model. Negan was your favorite customer. What are the chances that you’d see him again now that the dead’s taken over the world?

Warnings: NSFW, smut, smut, daddy kink, smut

Note: Here’s part 2. And oh, there will be a part 3. *wink wink*

PART 1

“Daddy, I’m home.”

Negan turned around at the sound of your sultry voice and saw you leaning against the doorway of his bathroom, clad in the skimpy school girl outfit he provided you. The lace trim of the push-up bra you were wearing was slightly peeking out from your knotted top, teasing Negan with what was yet to come. Your top reached beneath your breasts, revealing your belly button piercing that Negan extremely loved. The outfit that Negan gave you included a short, pleated skirt that barely covered your ass, a pair of white knee-high socks and some high-heeled Mary Janes. Why Negan has these things was still a mystery to you but they definitely came in handy. You were definitely not complaining.

The look on Negan’s face when he saw you remained the same, he always looked excited and giddy every single time you put on a show for him. It always felt like the first time and you honestly enjoyed that.

“Shit. Fuck. Getting right into it, huh?” Negan remarked with amusement as he stroked his chin with his hand.

He nodded with a smile and leaned back, twirling his hand in a circular motion as he scanned you from top to bottom. “Spin around for daddy, would ya?” he asked and bit his lip in anticipation.

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Here in America
In every single state,
They have a set of standards for every subject
A collection of lessons that the teacher’s required to teach by the end of the term.
But the greatest lessons you will ever teach us will not come from your syllabus
The greatest lessons you will ever teach us
You will not even remember.
You never told us what we weren’t allowed to say
We just learned how to hold our tongues

Now somewhere in America
There is a child holding a copy of Catcher in the Rye
And there is a child holding a gun
But only one of these things have been banned by their State Government
And it’s not the one that can rip through flesh
It’s the one that says ‘fuck you’ on more pages than one
Because we must control what the people say -
How they think
And if they wanna become the overseer of their ownselves
Then we’ll show them a real one.

And somewhere in America
There is a child sitting at his mother’s computer
Reading the homepage of the KKK’s website
That’s open to the pulic
But that child will have never read to kill a mockingbird
Because his school has banned it for its use of the N word.

Maya Angelou is prohibited
Because we’re not allowed to talk about rape in school
We were taught that just because something happens
Doesn’t mean you are to talk about it

They build us brand new shopping malls
So that we’ll forget where we’re really standing:
On the bones of the hispanics
On the bones of the slaves
On the bones of the native americans
On the bones of those who fought just to speak

Transcontintental Railroad to Japanese internment camps;
There are things missing from our history books.
But we were taught that it is better to be silent
than to make them uncomfortable

Somewhere in America
Private schoolgirls search for hours through boutiques
Trying to find the prom dress of their dreams
While kids on the South Side spend hours searching through the lost and found
Cos winters coming soon and that’s the only jacket they have

Kids are late to class for working the midnight shift,
They give awards for best attendance
But not for keeping your family off the streets.

These kids will call your music ghetto
They will tell you you don’t talk right
Then they’ll get in the backseat of a car
With all their friends
Singing about how they’re “bout that life’ and ‘we can’t stop’

Somewhere in America
Schools are promoting self confidence
While they whip out their scales
And shout out your body fat percentage in class
Where the heftier girls are hiding away
And the slim fit beauties can’t help but giggle with pride

The preppy kids go thrift shopping cos they think it sounds real fun
But we go cos that’s all we got money for
Cos mama works for the city
Mama only gets paid once a month

Somewhere in America
A girl’s getting felt up by a grown man on the subway,
She’s still in her school uniform
And that’s part of the appeal,
It’s hard to run in knee socks and Mary Janes
And all her male teachers know it too

Coaches cover up star players
Raping freshmen after the dance,
Women are killed for rejecting dates.
But god forbid I bring my girlfriend to prom?
A girl is blackout drunk at the after party
Take a picture before her wounds wake her
How many pixels is your sanity worth?
What’s a 4.0 to a cold jury?

What’d you learn in class today?
Don’t walk fast
Don’t speak loud
Keep your hands to yourself
Keep your head down
Keep your eyes on your own paper
If you don’t know the answer
Fill in C

Always wear earbuds when you ride the bus alone
If you feel like someones following you
Pretend you’re on the phone
A teacher never fails
Only you do
In every state in America
The greatest lessons
Are the ones you don’t rememeber learning

—  Somewhere in America - Brave New Voices (x)

🍀 Sara’s reference is here 🍀

- Flower crown with white flowers

-Shoulder-lenght hair

-Really dark brown/Black eyes

- Grey t-shirt, with a white rose pattern

-High waisted dark green skirt

-Bobby socks

- Mary Janes

🍀🌼🍀🌼🍀

-Very outgoing

-Loves nature

-Always smiling

-Really cares about the way she looks

Thanks to the lovely and super kind @bramblescrossing for creating the reference picture💜

Good Girl CH 11: Morning After

“What did you do to our little Joo?” Suho yells as he busts threw the door, making me jump straight into Xiumin’s arms. He holds me to his chest and pulls the blanket over me so my naked body is hidden from the prying eyes of boys that suddenly fill the doorway. They all stand there dumbstruck at the sight.

“Stop your staring,” Xiumin snapped.

“Can’t help it,” Pervy Luhan purrs as he comes in the room and sits on the edge of the bed.

“I want to see Noona naked,” Sehun teases as he joins us on the bed.

“You guys are making me blush,” I mumble as I tuck myself into Xiumin’s chest.

“Come on,” Chen hoots playfully, “How about a little leg?”

I can’t help but laugh at his cute begging, I slide my leg out from under the covers to let them see.

“How about some back?” Xiumin teases before letting the blanket slide down my body, giving the eleven men who had made their way into the room a nice view of my bare back and Luhan a side boob view. I shiver when Sehun drags a finger down my spine, stopping he hits the blanket just about my butt.

“Sehunie,” I whine, “Stop it, you’re making my shiver.”

“I think she means tingle,” Kai purrs as he joins Sehun in touching my back, his cold hands make my visibly shiver.

I didn’t even notice Kyungsoo joining them until the boy is already pushing the younger two away and placing soft warm kisses on my shoulders. He sits down right behind me, and like Xiumin, I can feel his warmth radiating off him.

“Does that feel better?” Kyungsoo whispers in my ear.

“You’re so warm!” I say as I lean back into his embrace, finding a bare chest, something I was not expecting from the owl.

“Be carful love, you are going to show everyone to chest,” Xiumin warns. I snap back up against him.

“Since when have you been so friendly?” Kai whines as he pokes his hyung.

“You could barely look at her yesterday.” Tao adds in, wanting to join us on the bed but can’t get close with the others in the way.

“Someone didn’t cool off, I’m guessing,” Kris raises a brow at the owl boy.

Kyungsoo shrugs, “She did it to my twice yesterday, and it just hasn’t gone away.”

“Baby,” Kris cuckles his tongue at me, “You used the word too many times already.”

“You should heard her last night, it was her new favorite word,” Xiumin chuckles.

“Don’t say that!” I slap his chest playfully.

“We heard you say it plenty last night Baby,” Baekhyun smirks at me.

I blush, “It’s okay baby, it was cute, actually it was really hot,” Lay nibbles on his lip as he watches me.

“I think she should just use it all the time,” Chanyeol suggests.

“That won’t be a problem at school,” Suho scoffs but when I look at him I can tell he actually agrees with that idea.

“Fine, just when we are at home. Or if you don’t agree with it, she will call you oppa,” Luhan glares at Suho.

“You guys want me to call you daddy, all the time?” I question, though I’m not completely against the idea.

“I just love it when that that word comes from that cute little mouth of yours,” Xiumin says with a kiss on my lips.

“None of that,” Sehun whines.

“Yea, you already get too much of her attention!” Baekhyun joins in.

“Let me see her,” Luhan holds out his arms to me, and I almost go but that’s before I remember that I’m naked and Xiumin mostly is too.

“Can I get a shirt or something first?” I ask.

“You know how to ask for it baby,” Kris reminds me as he wanders over to Xiumin’s closet.

“Daddy, can I please get a shirt?” I say with a cute pout.

“Really could get used to that,” Kris kisses the top of my head as he hands me the shirt. Xiumin holds up the blanket so I can pull the shirt on, only revealing myself to him, earning a lot of boos and groans.

“Now let me hold my baby!” Luhan whines, making me laugh at his sudden cuteness. I crawl off Xiumin’s lap over to Luhan’s, who welcomes me eagerly.

“I wanna turn,” Kyungsoo surprisingly demands.

“No me!” Sehun pushes his hyung out of way.

“You little,” Kyungsoo growls as he pushes Sehun to the ground.

“None of that,” Suho snaps. “It’s time for everyone to get ready for the day.”

“Oh yea, school,” I grumble. I sigh, “At least I get to see Jihyo.”

“Are you sure you want to go to school?” Luhan asks as he strokes my cheek.

“Can’t we just skip today hyung?” Chanyeol looks to Suho with a big smile.

“No. We have a break coming up next week.”

“But hyung,” Tao whines, “We wanna hang out Joo.”

Suho rolls his eyes, “You guys have twenty minutes till I leave with her, if you are dressed and by the door you can come along and hang out in the office.”

“Twenty minutes?” Sehun, Tao, and Chanyeol yell together.

“I should probably go get ready than,” I say as I slide off Luhan’s lap to the warm wood floor.  

“Is that enough time for you?” Suho asks when I reach him.

I shrug, “That’s more then enough time. But who wants to take me to my room?”

“Me!” Chen and Baekhyun say together. I smile as both boys scramble over to me and begin pulling me down the hall. I don’t really pay attention to where we are going as the boys continue to bicker about who I should like more and who is cuter. We arrive at my room in a few minutes, they flip on the light and wander in with me. I’m surprised when they throw themselves on the bed and make themselves comfortable.

I blink at them until Chen sits up and cocks his head at me, “You better hurry baby girl or you are going to be in trouble. Suho hyung doesn’t allow tardiness.” I nod before quickly going into the closet to find the row of uniforms I saw yesterday. It only takes me a minute to find one of the winter ones and quickly pull it on, along with thigh high socks and mary janes. When I am dressed I walk back out into my room and see the two boys in the same position as before. They look up at me and smile big, like very cute idiots.

“You are the cutest little thing I’ve ever seen!” Baekhyun coos at me.

“But come here,” Chen waves me over and sits me down on the ottoman in front of my bed, with my back to him. I shiver as he starts playing with my hair, just an automatic reaction I have since not many people touch my hair. “Your hair is a mess, baby girl,” Chen scolds as he fixes it.

“I don’t like dealing with it,” I grumble as Chen sends Baekhyun into the bathroom for hair ties. When he gets what he needs he use the hair ties to put my hair into two cute little buns on top of my head. He also puts in a bow head band, finishing in only a few minutes.

“Perfect,” He kisses the top of my head, “Now if you ever need help with your hair just come to Daddy, I mean me.”

I turn around and wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him close and pecking his lips softly, “Thank you Daddy.”

“Ya! I helped too!” Baekhyun whines, making me laugh. I let the stunned Chen go to give Baekhyun a kiss as well.

“Thank you too daddy Baekhyun.”

“We should go so you can grab something for breakfast before you go,” Chen suggests as he pulls me out of my room, Baekhyun is behind us with my backpack. We find the others sitting in the kitchen, Chanyeol, Kyungsoo, Tao, Kai, and Sehun are all in their uniforms, while Suho is looking fucking delightful in a suit and the others still manage to look hot in their pajamas.

“Oh my god,” Luhan coos when he sees me, “My baby looks so cute!” He rushes over, nearly spilling his coffee on Kris as he puts it on the counter.

“Daddy,” I whine as he pinches my cheeks.

“Oh Baby that is not how you get me to stop touching you,” His cute playfulness slowly fades to pervy Lulu as he moves his hands to my hips and pulls me close.

“Aw hyung you already got to hold her today, let us have a turn!” Tao comes forward, pushing all of his hyungs out of the way to latch on to me.

“Daddy panda!” I say automatically, returning Tao’s hug.

“Why the hell does she greet you like that?” Luhan snaps as he crosses his arms over his chest.

“I have no idea,” I say honestly, “It’s just some weird automatic response when I see him.”

“That’s unfair she only does that to Kyungsoo and Tao.”

“She doesn’t even do that to me,” Xiumin complains.

With an impending argument approaching I quickly change the subject, “Is there still time for me to eat breakfast?”

“Of course,” Tao answers without hesitation. “What do you want for breakfast? We have anything you could think of.”

“Nothing too big, just an apple or something.”

“That isn’t breakfast,” Suho scolds. “Don’t worry about it, I’ll have something delivered to the office.”

“It’s okay, I don’t eat much, I don’t need anything,” I try to wave the idea away but earn nothing but glares from each man.

“Another rule,” Kyungsoo pipes in, “You must eat three meals a day.”

“Agreed,” The other eleven decide.

“This is ridiculous.” I groan.

“Baby girl, are you being naughty?” Kris questions with a brow raised.

“No,” Xiumin answers for me, his eyes warning me, “She would never be bad and loose her phone privileges, would she?”

“I’ll be good and eat when we get there,” I mumble with a sigh.

“Good girl.”

Possible Halloween costumes:

- Irma from Picnic at Hanging Rock, Victorian school girl dress, antique valentines, ringlets, bloody hands.

- Lady Margaret’s ghost from Lady Margaret and Sweet William, medieval or renaissance revival dress, veil, crying eyes, roses and thorns.

- Spiritualist medium Eva Carrière. Black satin, a halo of ectoplasm.

- An art deco version of Saint Lucy, a socialite or actress who removes her eyes to escape a suitor.

- Ballerina ghost, violet La Sylphide costume with silk roses, hollow eyes, palest lips.

- A broken doll after Bellmer and Slocombe, covered in bandages, knee socks and mary janes, a cast, maybe extra limbs.

- Ram horn headband, velvet cape, pentagrams on my palms.

- Sea witch inspired by Malá Morská Víla, with this dress, feather, sea shell and coral headpiece, trident.

Eddie X Fem!Reader: “Flirtatious”

Dedicated to @lady-loki-l

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I was sitting down on one of the benches by the school the day before the last day. I was reading “Judy Blume”, but the wind kept blowing my hair in front of my face and made me place my bookmark in the spine of my pages and close it. I pouted and sat waiting for Beverly to come by. I looked to my right and noticed Eddie walking towards me with his head down.

“Hey, (Y/N).”

“Hi.”

I started swinging my legs and kicking the cement below me while avoiding eye contact. There was an awkward long pause before he spoke again.

“Are you a camera? Cause’ every time I look at you, I smile.”

I slightly laugh at his attempt. I look away from him to try and hold in the rest of my laughter. Beverly came walking down the stairs from the school.

“Oh here’s Bev.”

Eddie quickly looked up and looked to my direction and froze to see Beverly calling my name to follow her.

“Wait!”

I see Eddie leaning on a trash can with a smirk and wipes his shirt.

“Guess what I’m wearing?! The smile you just gave me!”

I only laughed again and ran up faster to catch up with Beverly.

“See you around, Ed!”

I kept walking but then stopped and looked in the corner of my eye to make sure Eddie didn’t notice me watching him. He ended up falling against the trash can. He quickly stands up and looks around to make sure no one had saw. He glances at the trash can and sighs deeply. He goes to pick up what has fallen out but gives up and throws his hands into the air in a sign of defeat. I laugh again and hear Beverly call my name.

“(Y/N)!” 

“Coming!”

‘He’s cute’, I thought.

Well, I went to bed straight away after spending the day with Beverly and the other kids at school. I ended up waking up immediately and got ready for the last day of school. I put on a white T-shirt, shorts with ankle socks, and slipped into my Mary Jane shoes. 

I walked into the building to put my stuff into my locker. I see Eddie talking with one of the Loser’s Club members, Bill and decided to make up my mind. I walk towards him.

“So in the game I ended up killing it!”

“Uh Ed? Can I talk to you real quick?”

Bill stares at Eddie with wide eyes but shrugs and turns around.

“S-Sure.”

We both walk around the corner. I look at him and decided to ask him out.

“Will um, will you go out with me?”

Eddie’s face looks like he just saw a grizzly bear. He shakes his head and his hands start to shake.

“Yes, uh yes.”

“Sweet. We meet after school?”

He nods his head. He runs back to Bill. I head for class but I felt myself stop to eavesdrop Eddie and Bill’s conversation.

“Bill! She just asked me out!”

“Oh..T-T-That’s nice!”

“I know…”

I hear him heavily breathing and take out his inhaler. I smile to myself and go upstairs to my first class.