my hand is covered in scratches

Beard Burn

Characters: Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary: Steve likes to grow his beard out between missions, and you think its sexy.  He wants to know why you think so, then he gets turned on. (it’s just smut)

A/N: inspired by the goddamn soft!bearded!steve board.  y’all….just let me live. also i need to learn how to title things.  i called it fucking “beard burn.” @ myself come on…

Warnings: oral sex (fr), language

Words: 2148

Tags: @daybreak96 @feelmyroarrrr @jimtkirkisabitch 

Part Two

(this gif made me wet tbh)


Steve glances up over his book at the sound of you entering the room.  He smiles.  “Hey, doll.”

You stop dead.  “You have got to be kidding me,” you mutter, taking him in.  He’s lounging back on the bed in nothing but a pair of low riding sweats. And as if that wasn’t bad enough, he was still growing out his beard.  And—God help you—he was wearing glasses.

“Goddamn it, Steve.”

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That’s My Job - Mitch Rapp [Smut]

Author: @writing-obrien 

Character(s): Mitch Rapp/Reader

Word Count: 11770 (yeah, you saw right. Eleven thousand, seven hundred & seventy).

Notes: Here is the long awaited Mitch fic, it got super long and I had to reign myself in because otherwise this would be closer to 20k words. Seriously. We have fingering, public sex, object penetration, oral (both receiving), squirting, over-stimulation, spanking, bondage, restriction, dirty-talk, denied orgasm, multiple orgasm, daddy kink, public kink. Proofread by Steffy who’s been giving me all the support during this and she slike my entire reason for not giving up right now, so thank you. @dumbass-stilinski ❤️


Originally posted by gladersmaze


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It was a joke, baby. I swear. Part 2

Here it is… The moment …. i guess some of you… have been waiting for. I hope it’s perfect. 

Originally posted by spiderholland

Peter’s fingers gently sifted through your smooth faded blue hair, as you rested between his legs on his couch. You were both lazing around today, and having a Star Wars movie marathon, which you were having difficulty watching because Peter was nearly lulling you to sleep with his gentle strokes over your scalp.

Peter had practically forgot about the movie, at this point it was just static noise to his concentration on your soft locks. Your initial reaction to his hair dying prank made him feel a little guilty, but now he had no regrets, as you were both enjoying the change. His fingers weaved little braids scattered over your head. He found himself un-braiding and re-braiding all of them as they spilled over his chest. They had only just fallen there aimlessly, but some how they looked to be placed strategically to perfection. 

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Imagine waking up next to Clint

This happened because someone asked me how hot Clint was. And I answered with: I want to be his best friend, drink beers with him and then the two of us would have drunk sex and be like,“OH SHIT,” in the morning.

Originally posted by elly-hiddlesherloki

Your head was pounding, throat dried and your body was sore.

Damn sore. 

What the hell happened last night?

You tried to recall the events that led to this massive hangover, but all you could really remember was staying late at the bar with your best friend, Clint. The others had left around 11, but the two of you stuck around drinking well into two in the morning.

“Fuck,” a low voice came from underneath the covers next to you. “My head is pounding.”

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Morning Dew (Ethan)

Summary: You have an adventurous day in with your boyfriend that consists of a lot of sleeping, bed-lounging and eating.
Word Count: 2,095
Warnings: Fluffiness and laziness. Also, lots of cute banter.
A/N: This idea just flitted across my mind and me being me, I just couldn’t resist writing it. This is heavily inspired by the tweets from Chrissy Teigen and John Legend where they spend the whole day in bed. I love them. - THIS IS NOT EDITED.


Everybody knew that Ethan Dolan was a morning person. And not one of those who would get up at the ass crack of dawn and instantly run around like child on adderall. But he didn’t like wasting his days with just stretching under the covers, he actually wanted to make his days count.

Which is why, you barely reacted when you felt him press a gentle kiss to your shoulder. You didn’t know how early it was, but it was early enough for you to still feel sluggish and tired, like you hadn’t had your full eight hours of sleep.

“Babe,” You heard him murmur into the silent room, the warmth of his breath hitting your exposed skin, making it pebble. “Come on, get up.”

You made an indignant sound from the back of your throat, burying your cheek even deeper into the pillow as you drew your eyebrows together in a displeased scrunch. Ethan touched your shoulder, letting his fingers skim across your skin before they stopped their journey.

“Baby.” He was whining now, and you hated to admit it but his voice sounded extra sexy with how raspy it was from sleep and lack of use.

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“Why doesn’t he care?” 6.0

Kim Taehyung x Reader

Genre: Angst

Format: Text Post

[1.0] [2.0] [3.0] [4.0] [5.0] [6.0] [7.0] [8.0] [9.0] [9.5] [10.0] [11.0] [12.0] [13.0] [13.06]Finale


Originally posted by vminv

Y/N’s p.o.v

I was starting to drift off to sleep when I heard the front door open and close.

“Y/N? I’m home! Wait what the fuck? Why are all my things here? Y/N!” I could already hear the anger alongside of shock in his voice. I wheeled myself out of the bedroom to the hallway where he was stood beside his belongings looking angry until his eyes fell upon me.

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Taken By Force (Taeyong!)

anon(s) said:Hey guys! I was wondering about a Dom!Taeyong smut where he’s really rough and forces you to blow him? Of course including consent but still, can it be really hot and stuff? :D sincerely, whose life is now complete 😌 thanks for your hard work guys❤

Can i request Taeyong smut when he finds out his gf search history was “Taeyong SMUT fanfic” “Taeyong 18+ fanfic” etc Lolololol Thank-you and have a great day

could you do a rough!taeyong super steamy smut? please make it as hot as you can sorry im just too thirsty for this guy lmao

author: admin hyo

word count:1863

a/n: What have I done~ this took me forever, but it’s here. The only real warning is that there is some consensual non-con. So if you’re not into that don’t read. But please enjoy.

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In Heat - Alpha!Stiles Stilinski [Smut]

Author: @writing-obrien 

Character(S): Alpha!Stiles Stilinski/Reader, Scott McCall, Malia Tate, Lydia Martin, Derek Hale, Liam Dunbar and my sons Mason and Corey.

Word Count: 4661

Notes: Man this is so filthy and it was so fun to write, I hope y'all really enjoy it. We got extreme sparking, marking, bring, cutting, scratching, bruising, oral (both receiving) and over-stimulation as well as masturbation (male) and finally teasing. Thank you so, so much to my best girl Steff, I don’t know what I’d do without her proofreading, editting and help on writing. (She’s even helping me write Kiss My Ass because I’m THAT useless!) so big shout out to my girl. I love you Steffy, Rick to my Rock. ❤️ @dumbass-stilinski 


Gif by @bonniebird and I’m still shook because damnnnnn 


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Tracing (Grayson x Reader)

Summary: Based off of THIS MASTERPIECE.
Word Count: 1,474
Warnings: None.
A/N: THANK YOU CASS for giving me this idea! HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY. It’s 7am and I was about to go to sleep but y’all bet your sweet asses that I powered up my computer to write this. ENJOY. Also listen to this, because feels feels feels.


It had been quite an adventurous day for you and Grayson. It had started with you both waking up before the sun was even up, finding Ethan awake and alert in the kitchen - which had made you laugh. You had then decided on ordering some breakfast to go so you could drive to the beach, sitting on the sand while the sky turned orange as the sun peeked from the horizon. It was a peaceful moment, until the boys had decided that swimming in the freezing cold ocean was a good idea; Gray slinging you over your back, ignoring your protests as he rushed toward the sea, Ethan in town.

Then you had helped the guys with filming a new video, which consisted of them just tasing each other and acting like two children. It had made you laugh and you all had to shoot different takes, which took a while.

It wasn’t until midnight when Ethan had left you two alone, yawning like a little lion cub and complaining about being tired. You had shared a secretive smile with Grayson, knowing that he’d just shut himself inside his room and edit until the wee hours of the morning. But you kissed him on the cheek as goodnight, waving as he disappeared down the hallway to his room.

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Uptown Girl [3]

Summary: Y/N comes from one of the richest families in New York. Peter crushes hard on her but knows they could never happen.

AN: thank you to everyone who liked part 2 YAY! this part is in peter’s POV btw!

Peter Parker x Reader

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// Masterlist //


Originally posted by optimus-grimes

“I have the perfect movie for us to watch tonight!” Y/N excitedly said from beside me.

6 months.

It’s been 6 months since me and Y/N L/N became friends. In the course of those 6 months, she had managed to wiggle her way into my life to the point where it was hard to imagine life without her beaming smile greeting me when I looked to my side. It was also getting harder to hide the fact that I was completely in love with her but was too much of an idiot to do anything about it.

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Heart on the Line (part 10)

Masterlist

You and Bucky had your differences in college, but now you need a place to stay and he needs a roommate, and in order to make ends meet, you two start a phone sex line together.  

“For a Good Time, Call…” AU

author: sugardaddytonystark (formerly buckysbackpackbuckle)
pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
word count: 1150

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The Maid

Characters: reader, Dean, Sam

Pairing: Dean x reader

Warnings: swearing, smut, Dom!dean, sub!reader, praise!kink, orgasm denial, oral (male and female receiving), unprotected sex

Word count: 3411

Summary: when you take up a new job as a maid at the bunker, you may have a slight crush on your boss; Dean.

A/N: happy Valentine’s Day, here some Dean smut for you beautiful people

You were running late to your job interview. It wasn’t like you weren’t prepared or didn’t leave on time, but this place was very hidden. You were in desperate need of money so you decided to go to an interview to become a maid at a bunker. You had seen the ad for the job, you didn’t have to book an interview you just had to show up between the time 3:00pm-5:30pm. It was 6:30pm and you had only just arrived outside of this bunker.

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The Summer Fling (Chapter 7) - Dylan O’Brien

Author: @were-cheetah-stiles

Title: “East Hampton Main Beach”

Relationship: Dylan O’Brien x Reader/OFC

Author’s Note: It is such a bitch to keep his exact schedule in terms of public appearances straight, but this is supposed to be July 18th and 19th. Cool.

Gif Credit: @dylobrians

Summary: Dylan and Y/n spend the day together before he flies off to the West Coast for ComicCon and American Assassin press.

Chapter Six - Chapter Seven - Chapter Eight

Dylan swam towards where you were treading water, as the waves tried to move over you and towards the beach. “Not tall enough to stand?” He smirked, licking his lips and tasting salty seawater.

“Yea, maybe I should just head back in.” You teased with a scowling grin, turning your body towards the shore and preparing to swim away from him.

“Or you could just come here.” Dylan grabbed your wrist and pulled you through the water towards him.

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4

Imagine: Pretending to be a man and joining the Night’s Watch, eventually causing Jon Snow to fall for you.

A/N: This was supposed to be an entry for @that-was-not-supposed-to-happen’s Disney challenge, it’s a Game of Thrones and Mulan crossover, however, I was not able to submit it in time because life got in the way, I still wanted to finish and post it though. A lot of this is not going to follow the plot of Game of Thrones, for example I know that Cersei doesn’t have a cousin named William, but I did what I thought would fit the story. Anyways, ENJOY!

Warnings: This is a Game of Thrones imagine so there is some violence!

Y/B/N = Your Boy Name (as in the name you choose to use to disguise yourself)

Another braid, another flower, you sigh as your handmaiden styles your hair, “Please stop moving Lady Y/N.”

“Why is this necessary Mary, I don’t wish to please Lord William or his family, I don’t even wish to get married, so why must I get ready for them,” You groan, you were the fourth child of House Y/L/N, and your elder sisters were both happily married, you however, were not like them. You did not wish to marry a nobleman and live a peaceful life of royalty, you had always wanted to be a warrior like your older brother.

“Your mother and father wish for you to marry Lord William. This will be perfect for you mi’lady, he is the cousin of the Queen, you will live a wonderful life.”

“Father and mother do not want me to marry him to give me a better life Mary,” Mary pins down your last strand of hair, then sits to face you with a confused expression on her face, “They want my younger brother Edward to marry William’s sister, and the only way the Lannisters will agree to that is if I marry William.”

“Mi’lady-”

You turn away from Mary, and look at your reflection in the mirror, “You know that that’s the truth Mary, I’d never pass a perfect bride, or a perfect daughter. I’ve always been the strange one, I’ve always been the daughter they wish they never had, and now’s their chance to send me away. If I were to show who I really am, I wou-I would break my family’s heart.”  

“They love you very much mi’lady.”

“I’m not like my sisters Mary, I’m an imperfect girl, I can’t live a perfect life.”

“Y/N, mother is calling for you, the Lannisters are almost here!” Your sister called as she entered your chambers.

Mary urges you to get up, “We must go Lady Y/N, we do not want to upset your mother.”

Your family stood at the gates of your home, as the Lannisters approached. Your mother frantically looks around to find you, you rush down the stairs, praying to the Seven Gods to protect you from falling in your pathetic dress.

“There you are Y/N! Cover up those scratches on your arms!” You mother scolded, gesturing to the scrapes and scars on your arms from years of fighting, “And stand properly Y/N, you are a lady of the house Y/L/N for heaven’s sake!”

“Yes mother,” You sigh, pulling a shawl over your arms.

The Lannisters finally reach you, and one by one you greet each other. William approaches you and bows, he takes you hand and places a light kiss on it, “Greetings my lady. You look beautiful.”

“Thank you Lord William,” You respond, William is incredibly handsome, and any normal girl would feel insanely giddy if he greeted her in such a way, but you felt nothing.


The next few days go by, and you’re forced to spend time with William. It’s not entirely bad, he’s a very kind man, but you couldn’t be yourself around him. Your brother, Edward, on the other hand was really falling for William’s sister, so everyone was counting on you to impress William.

You were currently practicing your sword skills in the woods by the riverbed, hoping that no one would find you. You hear footsteps approaching you from behind, and in force of habit, you quickly turn on your heel and point you sword out, “Easy there!”

“Lord William! I-I…” You drop your sword, feeling at a loss for words.

“Lady Y/N,” He pauses, trying to collect his thoughts, “I did not expect to see you like this, I-I didn’t realize how…vicious you were.”

“I’m sorry, I don’t know what to tell you.”

“Well, I guess it’s okay for you play around like this sometimes.”

“Play around?” You asked, feeling slightly upset by his choice of words, “William, I’ve been training since I was a little girl! I’m not playing.”

He chuckles, “Training? What would you need to train for my lady?”

It’s now or never Y/N, just tell him, maybe he’ll understand, you know he likes you! You sigh, “I want to be a warrior William.”

“W-what?” He looks genuinely confused, “You can’t be serious Y/N?”

“I am.”


“LEAVE. I WANT YOU TO LEAVE MY HOME AND NEVER RETURN!” You have never seen your mother so angry. William refused to marry you upon learning how you feel, and the Lannisters decided it would be best to leave. Edward was heartbroken, and the rest of your family refused to even look at you.

“Fine mother, I’ll go,” you spat venomously, “and I swear to you, I will never come back.”

You rush up to your room, and grab your knife. You stare at your tear stained face and slice off a strand of your hair, then another, and another, until all of it is shoulder length. You strip out of your horrendous dress and begin wrapping a long strip of cloth around your chest, hoping to make yourself look as flat as possible. You slip into your brother’s clothing and emotionally blackmail Mary into helping you escape.


You spend the next few days marching north, you finally reach the Wall and within the following week you have taken your vows and become an official member of the Night’s Watch. Your struggle, however, has not ended. Every night you go to bed relieved that no one discovered your secret, and every morning you wake up with the fear that today might be the day they find out.  

You make your way out of the food hall, it was your first official day of training - up until now they were just trying to figure out what you were and were not good at - you were a good fighter, but apparently you weren’t good enough. You see the men gathered outside, you’re a few minutes late and from what you’ve heard, the trainer was not very lenient.

“And you must be Y/B/N, glad to see that you could join us,” He chided.

“I’m sorry,” You look down at your feet, he’s quite attractive…stop it Y/N!

“Since you clearly think you’re too good for this, take a sword and fight with me,” He throws the sword in your direction, and you catch it. The other men stare hungrily, waiting for the fight to begin.

He swings his sword at you and you duck away, you were good, but you’d never gotten into an actual fight like this. You hear a few men laugh, “Get him Snow!”

Snow? As in the Jon Snow, infamous bastard of Lord Eddard Stark? You heard rumors about him joining the watch, but you never thought you’d be fighting against him. He takes your moment of distraction, to punch you and throw you to the ground.

You sit up, coughing as you try to catch your breath, and you wipe a small trickle of blood off the side of your mouth.

“Pathetic,” Jon mutters, before deciding to continue with his usual lesson.

By the end of the day you were sore and completely out of breath, “Alright men, the last task of the day will be climbing. Everyone get your equipment and begin.”

You tilt your head up to see the top of the wall that you’ll be climbing, that thing must be nearly 100 metres high…bloody hell! You take your ice axe and strike the wall, it barely goes in, that would never hold. By the time you finally lodge your axe into the wall, most of the others are already at least 20 feet up. Determined to catch up to the others, you climb up and lodge your axe a bit higher. You’re about 10 feet off the ground when the axe comes loose. Before you know what’s happening, you go tumbling to the ground, you let out a feminine scream and groan when you hit the hard ground. As your vision refocuses, you see Jon standing above you, he gives his hand and the look on his face shows exactly how disappointed he is, “Get up.”

“I-I’m sorry! It slipped and…”

“Enough. You have no hope to become a Ranger, just leave Y/B/N.”

“But-” Before you can finish, Jon has already turned around and is dismissing the others.      

No! No Y/N, you did not come all the way to Castle Black for this, you did not leave your family and future to become a steward! As everyone walks away, you march back towards the wall, take your equipment, and attempt to climb once again.

Night falls, and you are nearly at the top. A couple more feet Y/N, come on! Your body screams from exhaustion, but you continue. Finally, you reach the top. You sit on the edge of the wall and nearly cry from happiness.

The men who work the night shift circle the ground below you, and Jon walks over to speak to one of them.

“Snow!” You shout, “Am I still too pathetic to become a ranger?”

He stares up at you in shock for a moment before his face breaks into a charming smile, causing you to smile cheerfully as well.


“Men!” Jon calls everyone to attention, “A group of Wildlings have crossed over to our lands and are acting as a threat to our people. I will be leading a troop of Rangers to fight.”

You have only been training for a few weeks, and though you have become one of Jon’s favourites, you do not expect to be taken along on this trip, so when your name is called you’re taken aback but overjoyed at the same time.

The fight is in full force when you notice a Wildling sneaking up behind Jon with an axe in his hand. You rush forward and block the blow with your shield a second before it has a chance to hit him. Jon quickly turns towards you and shoots you a grateful look before continuing his fight.

Eventually, the fight ends. Most of the Wildlings are dead, and a few have fled. Jon walks over to you, “Y/B/N, what were you thinking jumping in front of that axe? You are the craziest man I’ve ever met, and for that I owe you my life. From now on, you have my complete trust.”

You smile at him, but your moment of happiness is short-lived, “Y/B/N! Watch out!”

You spin around to see what’s happening, and you’re met with a dagger to your stomach. You cry out in pain, and fall to the ground. With a swift movement of his sword, Jon beheads the man that stabbed you, and he’s instantly by your side, “He’s wounded! Get help! Y/B/N, hold on.”


You are woken up by a dull pain to the side of your stomach, you look around and find yourself in some sort of tent. You see the shadow of two people talking outside, and suddenly Jon walks in. You get up, and your blanket slides off your shoulders, Jon’s eyes go wide, you look down only to realize that you are in nothing but bandages that are tightly wrapped around your chest and torso, showing off every curve of your body.

“Jon, please! I can explain!” He looks away in disgust.

Peter, a man who’s hated you from the moment you joined the Watch, bursts into the tent, “So it’s true!”

He pushes past Jon and takes your arm, roughly dragging you out of the tent, he throws you to the ground as the rest of the men surround you, “I knew there something wrong with you! A woman!”

“My name is Y/N!”

He scoffs, “A woman in the Night’s Watch! This is treason! You’ll surely take care of this, will you not Snow?”

Jon looks down at you in disappointment, he sighs and takes his sword out. You look away, at least you get to die as yourself Y/N. He draws his sword back and drops it by your knees. You look up at him in confusion, “A life for a life. Now my debt has been paid.”

He turns away from you, “Jon…”

“Move out men!” He calls before mounting his horse.

You watch as the men recede in the distance.

“What did you expect?” You ask yourself out loud, “They’d see that you could fight, and take you in with open arms? Jon was right… I’m pathetic.”


You make your way back to the wall as it was your only way back home, when you hear two men approaching, “If they only knew, that was just the smoke before the real fire starts up. Those bloody fools will never know what hit them. We distracted the Night’s Watch long enough to get our people into the surrounding villages, their land will be ours in no time!”

You stand in shock, this was a part of their plan! I have to warn the Watch! When you finally approach Castle Black, you are met with disapproving stares and whispers. You walk up to a close friend of yours but even he turns away, “Matthew please, I must speak with the commander, it’s urgent!”

“It’s best if you turn back, you are no longer welcome here,” He says, the betrayal he’s feeling is evident on his face.

“Please, just…just listen to me. Once. Matthew, I’ve been living here for weeks, you’ve become one of my closest friends, have I ever done anything to hurt you?” He stares at you in silence, “Just hear me out.”

“Fine, but this will be the last time.”

“The Wildlings have planned to raid our villages, the fight that took place earlier was only a distraction. I’m going to help, if you believe, then please, send help,” With that, you mount your horse and head off towards the nearest village.

As you approach the village, you see a man holding an axe to a young boy’s throat. You slyly approach him, and point your sword towards his back, “Drop your weapon or my sword will go right through you.”

He laughs, “You don’t want to fight me girl, stand down.”

“I said, let the boy go,” You hiss venomously.

“And I said no,” With one swift motion, you push your sword through the man’s back, he cries out and falls to his knees, “You filthy bitch!”

Ignoring his final words, you crouch down next to the fearful boy, “I won’t let them hurt you. I promise.”

“And we’re not going to let anyone hurt you either Y/N,” You turn your head to see Jon approaching on his horse, followed by Matthew and other men of the Watch.

“Jon, you came!” You smile.

He walks up to you and places his hand on your shoulder, “I was wrong to judge you Y/N. You are very brave for a woman.”

“Thank you,” You blush.


After you final fight in the village a year ago, you were sent back to your family. After hearing of your bravery, your eldest brother had decided to take you in, you trained and fought alongside him, and no one pressured you to marry anymore.

You woke up one morning and heard a familiar voice as you passed by the balcony. You looked down and so none other than Jon Snow talking to your brother. Blush crept up your neck as you ran down the staircase to greet him.

“Jon!” Jon and your brother turned to you with smiles, “What are you doing here.”

“As you probably heard, my father and brother, have been killed, I left the Watch and reclaimed Winterfell.”

“My brother has told me about how you bravely defeated Ramsay Bolton and his army, I meant, what are you doing here?” You ask, gesturing around yourself.

“I think it would be best if I told you Y/N,” Your brother answers, “Lord Snow has come here to ask for your hand in marriage.”

You blush harder and look down, Jon adds, “But your brother was telling me that you were not interested in marrying anyone.”

“I never said that!” You say defensively, “I just wanted to wait for the right man.”

Your brother chuckles, “So, are you saying that you would like to marry Lord Snow?”

“I-um-yes,” Despite the cool air around you, your face burns furiously. Your brother mutters something about how your mother would never believe the news, and rushes off, leaving you alone with Jon.

“It’s really nice to finally see you again Lady Y/N.”

“You as well Lord Snow.”

End.

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I don’t want to be another one night stand... (Not a request)

Note: College AU (no powers), Smut, +18, blow job, protected sex, vaginal fingering, fluff, sadness, Bucky is a playboy at first.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader; Side Steve x Tony 

Words: 5260


There was a long thump noise followed by moans as (Y/N) typed away her report while an angered sigh passes through her lips. On the other side of the wall was her roommate James, or Bucky to his friends having sex with another unknown woman of the week. He did this a lot and it was starting ticking (Y/N) off with no understanding as to why this was happening. She was starting to regret agreeing to becoming his roommate considering they had been best friends since before grade school. (Y/N) was trying to finish her report, just needing one more paragraph and this would be down and that’s when the thumping was continuous.

(Y/N)’s eye twitched when suddenly it stopped as she sighed in relief before quickly typing the last paragraph. She let out a noise of happiness that the report was over when she got up to grab a snack from the fridge. That’s when a red haired girl, Natasha?, came out of the room smiling with her hair a mess before she looked to (Y/N). “I borrowed some of your clothes. He said you wouldn’t mind.” Natasha smiles before walking out as (Y/N) stood there with an angered expression on her face when Bucky strutted out of the bedroom in only black boxers. “You look angry? What’s wrong?” Bucky asked opening the fridge as he grabs a bottle of water.

“I am very angry. No. Scratch that. I’m pissed off.” She huffed crossing her arms when he quirked an eyebrow. “Why?” He asked. “You gave another girl some of my clothes, and I had a report due. Do you know how hard it is to concentrate with some woman moaning constantly?” She asked glaring at him. “Well Sorry that I’m good at what I do?” He offered as she covered her face letting out a frustrated groan. “You never hear what I say anymore James.” She hissed placing her hands onto her hips. “Awe come on, Natasha will give them back.” He shrugged casually. She wanted so desperately to scream ‘That’s not the point’ to him, but immediately bit her tongue to stop herself.

“Forget I said anything.” She sighed running her fingers through her hair before she walked back to her own room without another word. She wasn’t hungry anymore, too worked up over the whole thing going on with Bucky. It sucked. When Bucky asked her to move in with him she thought he meant that he wanted to be with her, finding out the hard way that night when she heard Bucky with some woman named Peggy. (Y/N) sat with her knees pulled to her chest, wanting to move out has been plaguing her mind since she moved it. Yet she had nowhere else to go, her job wasn’t stable enough to get an apartment on her own, especially not one this close to her school.

She sighed before laying down in bed trying to sleep, but she couldn’t. Her mind was racing with Bucky always being with other women all the time. They say he’s practically fucked every single girl he’s talked to… except (Y/N) and it hurt. Not that she wanted to just be a one night stand for him. She just worried maybe she wasn’t pretty enough for him. There was a blade sinking deeper and deeper into her chest and she couldn’t breathe. Her eyes fluttered shut as she yanked the cover over her face, burying her face into her pillow she let out a sob. Her heart hurt so much yet tomorrow when she’d look at Bucky she’d be that happy go lucky girl once more.

In the morning (Y/N) stood making breakfast, Bucky had another ‘friend’ over and was just finished when Bucky stepped out. “Something smells good.” He said grinning while the young female slipped out as (Y/N) froze for a moment. It was Maria, her best friend she made other than Bucky and Steve. Maria knew about (Y/N)’s love for Bucky and she went behind her back while crushing her like this. “Yeah.” (Y/N) said in a monotoned voice before pointing to the plate of pancakes and bacon. “I have to go to school early.” She said shutting off the stove when she felt his hand on her hips. “You work too hard. Maybe you need a little stress relief~” He flirted.

Without meaning to she slapped his hands away. “I don’t care whoever you decide to fuck, but I’m not going to be on that list.” She spat as his eyes widened before he held his hands up. “Hey are you okay? I was just kidding.” He said chuckling as that pain from last night grew larger. She turned away before immediately grabbing her book bag as she ran out the door. She couldn’t cry, wouldn’t cry over this. He was a free man, but to toy with her emotions like that hurt worse than him admitting he didn’t like her. At least then she could pick up the pieces of her heart without it being as much of a problem. She shook that feeling off as she walked into class.

She quickly went over to her cooking station right beside her other best friend Steve. Now Steve was a good man, well mannered, everything a girl could want in a man. Sadly he was taken, and taken by Tony Stark. Yes, he was gay. The little punk. “Hey.” She smiles softly. “Hey, you okay? You look a little off.” He said quirking an eyebrow. “Yeah, just a tough morning.” She said waving it off. “Bucky?” He asked. “Bucky.” She confirmed. That was the nice thing about having Steve as a friend, he understood what you meant just by saying a few words or nothing at all. “Being an ass?” He asked as she let out a chuckle. “As always.” She said as he chuckles too.

“How about you join Tony and me for lunch after class? It’ll help you get away from Buck for a few hours.” He suggested as she thought for a moment. “Yeah, I’d like that.” She said smiling softly as he smiles back before the teacher cleared her throat. “Let us begin today’s lesson my little chefs!” She exclaims happily as everyone looked to her. (Y/N) had shut her mind off Bucky, off everything that happened for now and focused on what she loved to do the best. Cook. Soon the class was over and she had about two hours free time until her last class for the day. She looked up to see Tony waiting at the door for Steve as she noticed his eyes lit up.

She couldn’t help but feel a little jealous at how happy Steve was, wishing for herself to be in his shoes with someone. She sighed walking off with them as she notices the eyes staring at Steve with such adoration, such passionate, such bliss. There was that stabbing pain again plaguing within her chest making it harder to breathe as she clenched her fists. She couldn’t let Steve down and say she didn’t want to go anymore, because she really wanted to stay away from Bucky. “(Y/N)?” Tony’s voice knocked her out of her thought as she blushes. “S-Sorry, what?” She asked biting her lip. “I asked you where you wanted to go out and eat for a little bit.” He chuckled.

“Ugh anywhere is fine with me.” She said. “Okay nothing too fancy. I’m almost broke here.” She chuckles. “You still have much to learn.” Tony rolled his eyes as he opened the door for them. “What do you mean?” She asked. “Did you honestly think I was going to let you pay for anything?” Tony asked batting his eyes as she rolls hers. “Yes, because you are taking me out.” She counters getting in the back behind Steve. “That doesn’t mean shit. You aren’t paying.” Tony huffs as Steve looks back nervously. “Tony, stop. If she wants to pay for it you shouldn’t argue with her.” He frowns. “Not paying.” Tony comments as Steve rolls his eyes while Tony gets into the car. “You are hopeless.” (Y/N) resorts as Tony grins. “Thank you.” He chuckles as he pulls out of the school’s parking lot before driving down the road.

(Y/N) enjoyed their company and was dropped off after school. She thanked Tony for the ride before she walked into the apartment while she set down her keys. She frowned noticing that the apartment was very quiet, like too quiet which started to worry her. “James? I’m home.” She called before hearing the shower running and without thinking she opened the door to check on him. Normally he would respond, or something but hearing nothing completely worried her when she froze at the sight she was met with. Bucky was standing there with not a thread of clothing on him as he turned to look at her in shock when she noticed the red mark on his face.

“(Y/N)?” He asked when she immediately went up cupping his face. “What happening to your face?” She asked as his eyes widened even more. “Uh.. The woman I was with liked being a little dominant is all.” He laughs softly. “Oh, Sorry.” She said before she remember that he was still naked before her face lit up as he smirked softly. “I’ll let you alone.” She said immediately running out as she shut the door before going to her room. She screamed into her pillow for a good five minutes before composing herself enough to make dinner for him. She sighed thinking about this morning how harsh she was with her words causing her to bit her lip gently.

She was making chicken stir fry when she heard feet patter into the kitchen as she looked back to see Bucky looking down at the ground. He looked like he was fighting himself when she reached out taking his hand as he jolted before looking at her. “Are you okay?” She asked softly when suddenly he pulled her into a hug as her eyes widened. “Please sleeping with me. We don’t have to do anything. Just please.” He begged against her neck as she froze for a moment. Something told her to say no, but she couldn’t–couldn’t deny Bucky anything even if she wanted to. “Alright James. I’ll sleep with you.” She whispered before almost immediately regretting those words.

“Thank you.” He whispered as she offered him a plate. “Eat. Since you think you can live off Lucky charms.” She huffs as he grins taking the plate. “You could.” He said sitting at the table as she got her own plate. “Yeah for like two weeks you’d either die of a sugar coma, or get tired of eating them.” She laughs before sitting across from him. “You underestimate me.” He said taking a bite of the food as she rolls her eyes. “I’m sure you could go at least two months.” She said as he nods. “That sounds more like it.” He chuckled. “But as long as you are here I don’t have to.” He said as she slowly swallowed some of her chicken she had been eating.

“Right.” She chuckles softly before they ate in silence for a few moments when he decided to change the topic. “You were a little later than usual. What were you up to?” He asked as she shrugged. “Just hanging out with Steve and Tony.” She said smiling. “How are they?” He asked trying to get the conversation going. “They’re okay. Tony is going to give Steve a promise ring soon.” She chuckles softly as he grins. “That’s good. Steve deserves that happiness.” He said as something flashed in his eyes that almost looked like pain. “Yeah, Steve is definitely one in a million.” She laughs it off before she takes their empty plates over to the sink to wash them.

Afterwards (Y/N) got a shower, brushed her teeth and put on her regular night clothes consisting of a big t-shirt and a pair of shorts. She awkwardly stood at Bucky’s door, knowing she’s entered this room countless times but for once it was a different reason. She wanted so badly to return to her room, questioning why she said yes to him when he asked to sleep with him. In the end it was only going to hurt her even more in the end when Bucky looked over to her from his bed. “I won’t bite you unless you ask me to.” He grins as she rolls her eyes before stepping into the room. It felt warm in there, it felt right. She shook off that feeling before she finally was at the edge of the bed as she looked to him.

“Which side?” She asked as he patted the pillow by the wall as she crawled onto the bed before laying down. She faced the wall feeling her entire body heat up at the thought of being in his bed, it smelled like him too. She forced back a squeak when she felt the bed shift as his body body was almost pressed against her own. She could feel her own pulse racing in her chest as she clenched the sheet beneath her, trying to calm down her labored breathing. Her lower lip was worrying in between her teeth when she felt him snake his arm around her waist as he pulled her flushed against his body finally.

She was trying to ignore the thing poking against her thigh as she snapped her eyes shut to think of anything else but with his warm breath on her neck she couldn’t focus. “J-James?” She asked softly but he didn’t reply at first. “Yes?” He asked quietly as she felt his hand run up her hip towards her side. “W-What are you doing?” She asked trying not to have a tremble in her voice. “Just for tonight.” He pleaded as her eyes widened before she immediately shot off the bed when he looked up to her. “Why?” She asked unable to hold back the tears as the trailed down her face when she clenched her fists angrily, wanting to swing and deck him a good one.

“Why what?” Bucky asked afraid he had finally crossed the line as he looks at her. The only light in the room was his small lamp that made her look even more torn apart that she already felt. “Do you like toying with people’s emotions? Do you want to fuck me that badly? Because I’m the only girl you know that you haven’t fucked?” She demanded as Bucky’s eyes softened as he sat up on the bed. “What? No! No (Y/N). I don’t want that.” He said shaking his head. “Then why ask just for tonight?” She sobbed covering her mouth as he stood up from the bed when she backed away from him. “Because, I… I didn’t think you wanted me after everything.” He said softly.

“Are you frickin’ kidding me?” She asked angrily. “I’ve been trying to drop hints! Why do you think I moved in with you so quickly! I thought you wanted me, but you started dating every other girl than me! I thought I wasn’t good enough.” She covered her face when he pulled her hands away. “No, you’ve got it all wrong. You were too good for me. You are perfect (Y/N)… I didn’t deserve that. I still don’t.” He sighed when he let out a small chuckle. “I actually got hit by the woman I was with… because I said your name instead of hers.” He said as (Y/N) looked to him before pulling him into a kiss when he cupped the back of her head immediately kissing back.

“Do you love me?” She asked. “Of course I do.” He whispered when her hand snaked into his hair as she tugs on it. “Say it.” She demands. “I love you.” He gasped softly. “Who do you love? Say my name.” She growled. “I love you (Y/N).” He grunted as she pulled him into another kiss. “That’s right, and that you’ve said it. You can’t play around anymore.” She said when he smiles sliding his hands onto her waist. “Why would I play around when I have what I want right in front of me?” He asked before he pulled her legs up to wrap around his hips as her nails dug into his shoulder while she held onto him. “How about we continue where we left off?” He asked grinning.

He led her over to his bed as he laid her down when he noticed her slightly nervous vibes causing him to frown. “(Y/N), if you aren’t comfortable doing anything right now we can wait. I’ve waited this long what’s a little longer.” He shrugged as pain etched onto her facial features. “But that’s what I’m scared of. What if I make you wait too long and you don’t love me anymore?” She asked as his eyes softened “Whoa whoa, stop right there. Okay, I know I haven’t been doing the best at the moment, but I’m not lying when I said I love you. You are the first and only girl I’ve been in love with.” He said cupping her face gently when she looked at him.

“I want to do this with you James… I’m nervous because you’re someone I’ve loved for so long… I so afraid I’ll just disappoint you, or something–” She was cut off by his lips pressing against her own. “Let’s stop thinking okay? No more bad thought. Tonight is about you and me.” He whispered as she nods softly to him. “Alright good. If there is anything you don’t want to do please stop me.” He said as his hand slowly slid up her leg towards her shirt when he looked into her eyes silently asking for permission. She nods smiling with a look that tells him that she trusts him with this as he removed the material flicked it away to not be seen until at least morning.

“You know you have to be quiet. Wouldn’t want the neighbor’s to hear.” He winks as she rolls her eyes. “Like any of the girls you brought in here were ever quiet.” She said before her breath caught in her throat when his warm hands slid up to cup her breasts as he smirks. “Well that’s different. I’m the only one who gets to hear your beautiful noises from now on.” He counters as her face flushes. “Jealous much?” She asked giggling before gasping as his tongue slowly licks up the column of her throat causing a tingle sensation to arise. Her fingers carded through his hair before she tugged at the brown locks gently as he let out a growl vibrating against her skin making her shudder.

“Can you blame me?” He asked quirking an eyebrow as he sat up in between her legs. “You are something truly magnificent.” He grins as she forces herself not to cover her face, because the one she loved was over her. Everything she ever dreamed of happening was right in front of her and it was overwhelming to say the least. If this was a dream she never wants to wake up. She pulled him down into a kiss when she flips them around as his eyes widened. She doesn’t say anything as she kisses down his neck downwards while Bucky watches her when his lower lip was caught between his teeth. It wasn’t that (Y/N) was experienced, but it felt like she forgot everything now being here with Bucky. How could he have that effect on her?

Her hands were trembling, but she pulled off his boxers immediately as she drops them off the bed when she looks at him. Her eyes widened for a moment seeing Bucky entire face a dark shade that covered to the tips of his ears. “James?” She asked softly. “God I didn’t know it’d be this embarrassing in front of you.” He mumbled when she started to laugh softly. He looks to her when she sits up before leaning forward as she kisses him gently. “I’m glad I’m not the only one who feels this way.” She grins as he grins back when they both start to laugh. She returns back to the task at hand when she reaches down as her fingers wrap around his hardening cock.

He immediately jerks up letting out a strained grunt as she looks at him before leaning down when she presses a kiss to the tip of his flushed cock. Bucky ran his fingers through her hair as he let out a light pant feeling this coil start to form in his stomach. She took him into her mouth as she wraps her fingers around the base as she starts to suck while looking up at him. She bobs her head taking in as much of him as she can considering he was a little thicker than average. “Jesus Doll.” He whispered causing her to moan around his girth. He told her before that he was only going to call that to the woman he was in love with. Her heart swelled in happiness as she swallowed down more of him trying her hardest to take him to the root.

She pulled away panting harshly as her jaw started to ache while a string of saliva connected them before she immediately set back a faster pace. She snapped her eyes shut swallowing down quickly before her gag reflex would kick in as Bucky threw his head back. Letting out a ragged moan as his fingers dug into the base of her scalp causing her to moan at the pained pleasure. “S-Shit.” He stuttered feeling like she was trying to suck his brain out through his dick. He pulled her away as he tried to catch his breath when she looked at him thinking she had done something wrong. “Remind me to let you continue that another time.” He replied as her face grew hot, but she was still smiling. He pulled her into a kiss tasting the precome that assaulted her tongue as he groaned.

He pulled her to where her head laid at the foot of the bed before he turned opening his night stand to retrieve the bottle of lube and a condom. He dropped the condom onto the bed before he slowly removed her shorts noticing she had nothing on under them. He looked at her as she flips him off before he starts to laugh leaning down to kiss her. “Hey easier for me.” He mumbled before he popped open the cap. He drizzled some into his hand as he rubbed it together to make it warm before he trailed his other hand down towards her soaked folds. “You’re so wet.” He smirks running his index finger down her slit causing her to jolt upwards when he just grazed her clit. “F-Fuckin’ tease.” She whimpered out as her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her.

“Only for you.” He chuckles before she gasped softly feeling his index finger that was covered in lube gently circle around her opening. “P-Please.” She whispered, feeling like a fool because she hated begging but right now she wanted nothing more than for him to be inside her. “So impatient.” He comments slipping the tip inside as she pants. “I’ve been patient long enough you ass.” She snipped back as he smirks. “Feisty.” He resorts before slowly pushing his finger all the way inside as he starts to massage her velvety walls making her softly moan. Bucky felt something prickly his skin at the sound that escaped her parted lips as he started to move the finger faster.

“J-James, Another.” She said as she tilted her head back to expose her throat when he leaned down sucking a bruise onto her skin, marking her, claiming her as his and his alone. He slides in another finger as he slowly scissors them apart as her hips buck up to gain more friction. He pins her with his free hand as he curls his fingers when she gasps before moaning loudly. “Found it.” He proclaimed as if he struck gold when he curled his fingers up again before massage it with just enough pressure to make her cry out. Her hands immediately came up and dug for purchase in his shoulders as her entire body started to tremble.

She gasps as he adds a third finger when he starts to move faster causing her to moan before she tries to cover her mouth. He immediately moves his hands from her hips as he pins both of her hands in his own with a small growl. “I want to hear them.” He whispered as his lips ghosted over her own causing her to shiver. “I need you.” She said. “Right now, inside me.” She panted as he groaned before slowly removing his fingers making her whine from the loss of contact. He sat up as he grabbed the forgotten condom when she took it from him before she opened it. She slowly sat up with him as she rolled it down onto him causing to him at the feeling of her hand on him again.

He covers himself with lube thoroughly because no matter how desperately he wants her, he could never hurt her. He laid her back down before grabbing a pillow to place under her hips to make her comfortable when he wiped his hand on the sheets. He slowly intertwined her hand with his left as he position himself with his right when he looked up at her. “You ready?” He asked as she smiles before squeezing his hand. “I’m ready.” She said as he slowly started to push in when her nails dug into the skin of his hand. He was a lot bigger than she ever had, feeling like she was splitting open, but in a good way. “You okay?” He asked panting slightly as his hips were flushed against her own.

“Yeah, just give me a second.” She said softly as he nods. He gritted his teeth, because he never knew that sex could be this intense and he hasn’t even moved yet. “You can move.” She said when he wrapped her arms around his neck. “You better hold on tight.” He said grinning as she rolled her eyes when she wrapped her legs around his waist. “Show me what you got Barnes.” She smirked as he chuckled slowly pulling out causing them both to shudder before he thrusted back into hard. She moaned as he started a slow but hard pace causing the bed to start creaking while she held onto him, trying to bury her face into his neck to quiet her moans.

Bucky panted into her ear as he held her hips while he thrusted faster. Her moans were vibrating against his heated skin causing him to shudder at the feeling. He kissed her passionately as he gasped feeling her nails trail down his back creating red streaks across his skin. Her body was on fire, feeling like she was going to burst as tears of pleasure form in her waterlines. “J-James!” She gasps before moaning loudly as he starts to kiss down to her breasts when he licks her nipple. He kissed back up to her neck creating purple markings in his wake to make sure others knew that she belong to someone. “I-I’m so fucking close.” She moans.

Suddenly his fingers were digging into her hair as her jerks her head back making her moan out. “Who do you belong to?” He demanded in a hoarse voice. “Y-You!” She cried. “Beg me to let you come.” He growled tugging on her hair as she gasped. “Please James! I need to come!” She gritted out feeling that burning sensation in her stomach building up. She knew she was close, she could practically taste it. She just needed that little push over the edge which she got the moment his started to rub fast tight circles around her clit. Her eyes snapped shut only seeing white as her orgasm flooded through her body causing her body to jerk upwards.

Watching her fall apart under him was something he only dreamed of and having her in front of him now with us a blissed out expression was even more breathtaking. He groaned feeling her muscles tighten around him as he thrusted a few more times before he gasped releasing into the condom. He slowly fell against her panting harshly as sweat dripped down his face before he slowly pulled out when he pulled the condom off. He sat up before he threw it away as he turned back to her, watching the rising and falling of her chest. “I’ll be back.” He said getting up before he walked into the bathroom as she laid there for a moment just basking in the aftermath.

He returned as he wiped the sweat off of her body before he put back on her short and one of his shirt considering he had accidently ripped her when he took it off her body. He pulled on his boxers before holding her in his arms with his legs wrapped loosely around his body and arms around his neck as he supported her with a hand under her ass. He changed the sheets before laying her down onto his bed as he laid down beside her, pulling her against him. He sighed softly feeling better than he had in a very long time as he kissed her forehead before pulling the covers over both of them when they both slowly fell asleep for the night.

The morning sun was pouring into the room of the sleeping couple when there was the sound of laughter in the room. (Y/N)’s eyes fluttered open as she looked at Bucky who was still fast asleep causing her to frown. She looked up to the open bedroom door to see Steve and Tony standing there looking at them. “Steve! Tony!” She exclaimed as Bucky immediately sat up, ready to fight whoever. “What are you two doing here?” Bucky asked scrubbing the sleep from his eyes. “Well we came to pick up (Y/N) to see if she wanted to hang out with us, and she wasn’t in her room. We checked everywhere before arrive here.” Tony explained grinning.

“And the surprise we got was the most interesting.” Steve chuckles as (Y/N) blushes. “Congrats you two.” Tony said dragging Steve out of the room as Bucky glances to her. “I’m going to just kill both of them.” She chuckles running a hand down her face to wake herself up as he chuckles. “You won’t (L/N) you’re all talk.” He said as flips him off before standing up when he pulled her back down onto his lap. She gasps looking to him as he lays his face in between her shoulder blades while his arms slowly wrap around her waist holding her there. “So.. (Y/N)?” He asked finally looking at her with a chuckle. “How about I make you some breakfast today?” He offers as she smiles feeling an ache settle in her hips, but it was a good kind of ache. “Sounds good to me.” She chuckles cupping his face before kissing him passionately.

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Stuck With Me

Pairing: Nolan x Reader (yes ty for the request)

Warnings: angst, sad lil bean Nolan (I’m weeping), Dom!Nolan at the end ;), fluffy fluff throughout, no smut but sort of heated at the end

Summary: Nolan’s anxiety leads him to believe that Y/N will be torn away from him, and that’s the very last thing he wants to happen, because he doesn’t know if he could even live without his girl.

Word Count: 1.8k

A/N: I honestly love froy sm like I recently found out that he’s the sweetest person in the whole world and he speaks fluid Spanish?? that’s hot af and he cares abt mental awareness and all this other stuff and oh, did I mention, hE HAS THE SAME MUSIC TASTE AS ME!! that’s so hard to find in a guy bc they all like rap nowadays and oh now I’m talking to much… ok enjoy this fluffiness

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I turn the key in the ignition, turning off the car and opening the door, my boyfriend doing the same. I round the vehicle, Nolan clasping his hand into mine as we walk towards the school building together.

As we near closer, Nolan groans, readjusting the strap of his backpack on his shoulder and turning to face me, obvious distress splaying over his features.

He stops walking and so do I, standing in the midst of the bustling parking lot, filled to the brim with high school students.

Nolan takes both my hands in his, biting his lip as he searches around the area restlessly, looking for something or maybe even someone. I place my hand gently on his cheek, his attention bouncing back to me.

“Nolan, what’s wrong?” I query as his eyes travel downwards to our interlocked fingers.

He doesn’t answer me, muttering something under his breath and shaking his head, then his eyes widening and fixating on something behind me.

I turn to see Scott McCall and Liam Dunbar talking to one another I’m hushed voices, glancing towards our direction a couple times. Nolan takes me by the hand, dragging me into the school as quickly as he can manage, avoiding the five feet radius of where Scott and Liam were standing.

We stop in front of one of our hiding spots, a place where we met during class if something was wrong or even if we just missed one another. I swing open the door to the empty closet, pushing him in and locking the door behind me, annoyed with not understanding the situation.

“Nolan, baby, you have to tell me what’s going on,” I whisper, both of my hands resting behind his neck.

He sighs, ruffling the blonde hair atop his head and looking into my eyes with his beautiful blue ones. “You already know all the Monroe stuff…” I nod, knowing how scared he got over the supernatural stuff happening in town recently, sparking his anxiety.

“Well, I’m trying to help Scott’s pack, but-”

“Woah, woah, woah,” I say, interrupting him. “You’re doing what? Nolan, I don’t want you to get into this any deeper than you already are. I want you to focus on getting out of all this, not throwing yourself in the middle.”

His hands land on my hips, his fingers hooking into the belt loops of my jeans. “I know, it’s just I can’t stand helping Monroe anymore, when Scott and them are good people.”

“Nolan, you have to get out.”

“But Monroe will kill me,” he nearly shouts, but I muffle him with the palm of my hand. He backs up into a wall, slumping against it and sitting down, bringing his knees to his chest and hugging them.

“I don’t want to die,” he says, his voice breaking between syllables. I immediately drop to my knees, throwing my bag aside and kneeling in front of him.

“Baby, baby, baby, you’re not going to die,” I say, grasping his face in my hands again, and planting a quick kiss against his lips. “You’re okay. I won’t let anything ever happen to you.”

He bites his quivering lip, nodding hesitantly while I wrap my arms around his torso, moving his legs down gently and sitting on his lap to get as close as possible to him. He rests his chin on the top of my head, hugging me tightly and kissing my hair.

The shrill noise of the bell sounds shortly after a few minutes, bringing us back to the reality that is high school.

I stand up first, brushing off my jeans and flipping my hair back behind my shoulders, then giving a hand to Nolan to help him up as well. He smiles at me, taking my hand and brushing it against his lips lovingly, then getting up.

We swing our bags back on and he turns the knob to the door to leave, but I grab his forearm, stopping him. I press my lips against his one last time, kind of shocking him a bit, until he relaxes, sinking into it.

“I love you,” he says, his hot breath hitting my lips.

“I love you too, Nolan.”

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I rub my eyes, yawning as I look down at the book I was reading, closing it and setting it down on my bedside table.

I pull on the chain connected to my bedside lamp, the light flickering off. I lay down, pulling the cotton sheets over me and closing my eyes.

Not even after two seconds, my phone rings and I know exactly who it is, due to the personalized ring tone.

I roll over, grabbing my phone and sitting back up. I tap on the screen and answer the call, my chest hurting at the whimpers coming through the receiver.

“Y/N,” Nolan’s voice comes out as a whisper and every single muscle in my body tenses, concern washing over me. “Can I c-come over?”

“Of course, Nolan,” I respond quickly, hoping he’ll get here as fast as possible, so I can just hug him and talk out whatever what was on his mind at this time of night.

“I’ll see you soo-soon,” he musters to say, hanging up the phone, after I hear a sniffle.

Twenty minutes later, he’s at my window. Thank god my room was on the first floor, because we had a lot of impromptu meetings like these. He knocks on the window lightly, and I bolt out of bed, gripping the bottom of the glass pane and pulling upwards.

“I’m s-sorry for waking yo-you up, but I just needed, um, to talk to you,” he says, and I don’t fail to notice his tear-stained cheeks and his red eyes contrasting the dark puffy bags under them. His blonde hair is disheveled and sticking up in all directions, his hands probably been playing with the strands in hopes of calming himself down, something he did more often than not.

“I’m always up for you, Nolan,” I whisper, moistening my chapped lips and pulling him into my room. I engulf him in a bearhug, giving him a peck on his wet cheek. Without any reluctancy, his arms encircle my waist, pulling me deeper into the fabric of his grey sweatshirt. I slowly tug him towards my bed for him to sit down and spill whatever was on his mind.

He complies, sitting on top of the covers and just as I’m about to sit beside him, he murmurs a ‘no’ so quietly that I barely hear.

He pats his lap and I quirk a brow at him, but he nods his head firmly, confirming what he wants. And how could I say no to him? Especially, right now?

I straddle his legs, my hands combing through his hair and scratching his scalp to help calm him down. His fingers land on my thighs, his eyes watching every movement as he traces my stretch marks with a feather touch.

I wait for him to speak first, occupying myself with the golden locks and not wanting to rush him into explaining what was on his mind.

He eventually stops making shapes along my thighs with his fingers, his eyes finding mine, a slight tiny of red still coating them.

“I was thinking about Monroe earlier and I’ve been getting some anxiety because of it,” he says with more composure than he spoke with earlier.

I nod along, sad about the idea of him undoubtedly curled up in a ball and crying over something like this that he had no control over. My instincts take over at the saddening thought and I take his hands in my own, bringing them to my lips to pepper with kisses.

He smiles half-heartedly at my affection, then continues. “Earlier today, I said I was afraid of dying and honestly I am and that’s half of my fears, but mostly… I’m afraid of losing you in any way, shape, or form. Just the thought of me getting torn away from you or especially you getting torn from me, I just, I just couldn’t do it. I don’t know if I cou-could live without you, Y/N.” The second his voice starts breaking, I break down too, my eyes watering at the words slipping from his mouth.

“Don’t say that, Nolan. Baby, you’d have an amazing life with or without me,” I correct.

Teardrops threaten to fall down his face, barely balancing on his lower lashes. “Bu-ut, I can’t imagine a life wi-without you, Y/N.”

I raise my hand, brushing away the tears blurring my vision and the ones now fallen onto his cheeks. “Nolan, I promise I will be in your life. I promise I’ll be in your life for as long as I possibly can and we’ll have an amazing family and kids and you’ll be an amazing dad and-”

“You’ll be an amazing m-mom too and wife,” he adds, the corners of his lips moving up at the notion.

“Yes, we’ll both be amazing parents with amazing lives, and it’ll all just be amazing.”

He frowns again, a pout also forming onto my lips unintentionally at the sight. “But, you can’t promise that, Y/N. I might die or you mi-might die.”

I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him into the crook of my shoulder. “No, I refuse to believe that. I believe that everything happens for a reason and us meeting each other isn’t the end. I found the love of my life and now you’re stuck with me. You hear? You’re never getting rid of me, Nolan.”

I pull back, placing my hands on his cheeks again and forcing him to look me in the eyes. The eyes I’d feel honored to stare into for the rest of my existence.

“Okay, then you better learn how to deal with me,” he jokes, his frown diminishing by the minute.

I laugh, the action causing him to really smile for the first time in the last hour. “It’d be my pleasure to deal with you, Mr. Holloway.”

I lean in, Nolan taking no time to get the hint. I squeal as he picks me up abruptly and throws me onto the bed, his dominant side contrasting the previous version of himself that just spilled his guts to me.

He climbs over me, hovering above my body, only an inch or two separating us. He bites his bottom lip seductively, his eyes flashing to my lips.

He bends down, our mouths finally touching, the taste of salt from our tears prominent as I swipe my tongue over his lips.

“Can I stay over?” Nolan asks, before proceeding to take off his sweatshirt, nothing underneath.

“Anything for you. I’m stuck with you, remember?”

“Get used to it.”