oh you wanted those feels

Movie Night

A Bucky Barnes One-Shot

Character Pairing: Bucky Barnes/Reader

Word Count: 2246 (I got a little carried away!)

Warnings: NSFW! 18+. Swearing, smut, fingering, unprotected sex (wrap it up!)

Request: Anon: “Hello there! First I just wanted to tell you that your writing was amazing for the 100 kinks for Bucky! I loved your stories so much and wanted to ask if you were taking requests at all? If you are, can you please write a one shot about Bucky lusting after the reader? Maybe shes an assistant at the compound or something like that. If not, it’s all good, but I think you should write because your amazing at it! Smut if you want!”

A/N: Here your go nonnie! Sorry this took so long and I hope you like it!


You were wearing it again. That damn black pencil skirt that formed perfectly to every curve. The black heels you had on made your legs look fucking fantastic. Bucky knew he should stop staring, but you always caught his attention when you both shared a room together. He watched as you smiled easily at everyone, how you flipped your hair over your shoulder when you would talk and fiddled with the buttons on your shirt when you were lost in thought. He nearly bit back a groan as you bent over the table to pass out the file folders you were holding. The glimpse of white lace underneath your white button down about ended him.

“Buck, you’re being obvious,” Steve said while punching Bucky’s shoulder and sitting down next to him. Bucky looked up to also see Sam shooting him a knowing smile from across the table.

“I don’t know what the hell you are talking about,” he said while trying to focus on anything other than the way that skirt hugged your ass. When you walked behind his chair, he caught a whiff of your perfume and it instantly made his dick hard. Bucky adjusted himself in his jeans and grabbed the file folder in front of him in hopes of getting his brain on the task at hand instead of what you would look like naked underneath him.
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You were walking down the hallway back to your office after the meeting was over. You needed to get inside your personal space. The way Bucky looked at you earlier had left your skin tingling. That man was going to be the death of you. You felt like your brain fizzled out whenever you were near him. His quiet demeanor made it impossible to read him but his stare said enough. You couldn’t decide if you wanted to strangle him or kiss him. Oh, who were you kidding, you wanted to feel those lips on your body.

Right after that thought took root in your head, you turned a corner and slammed right into a solid chest, causing you to drop your papers and folders. You looked up after regaining your balance and were mortified to see Bucky staring down at you, his brow creased. You felt your cheeks grow hot before kneeling to pick up your papers.

“I’m so sorry Mr. Barnes. I wasn’t paying attention,” you said to his feet. You were too embarrassed to look at his face after the thoughts you were having about him. A pair of hands appeared in your line of sight. You were startled by his metal one, he normally had a black glove covering it. He was organizing the folders when you chanced a glance up at him. His hair was falling in his face and the black t-shirt he had on was stretched across his broad shoulders.

“Bucky. Please call me Bucky.” He said while straitening back up. You clutched the files to your chest and stood awkwardly in front of him. You almost jumped out of your skin when he reached out and brushed a piece of your hair away from your face. The shock must have clearly read on your face because he snatched his hand back quick.  

“Well, I’m sorry again, and thank you for helping me.” You moved to walk around him. His metal arm shot out and stilled you by placing his hand on your arm. You looked up at him with confusion.

“Doll, it was an accident, you don’t have to apologize.” He looked down at where his hand was touching you. “Would you like to stick around for movie night tonight? It is Tony’s night to pick so I don’t know if it will be good but…” he let his sentence trail off.

You were so shocked that he was even talking to you that you realized your mouth was hanging open. You closed it and mentally shook yourself out of the dazed state you were in. “Are assistants allowed to join the Avengers at movie night?” You joked. Bucky smiled and you thought for sure your heart was going to stop. God, he was gorgeous.

“I think you passed up the assistant title long ago,” Bucky said while rubbing his thumb on your arm. “You can sit next to me. I’ll even share my blanket with you.”

Wait a minute, was he hitting on you? You were sure if you didn’t distance yourself from him soon, you were going to melt into a puddle on the floor. “Yea, that sounds great Bucky. I’ll see you there.” You gave him a smile before hurrying the rest of the way to your office.

Bucky watched you until you shut the door behind you. He smiled to himself. You were attracted to him just as much as he was to you. This was good to know. After having a talk with Steve earlier, he had decided to make his move. With any luck, you two wouldn’t be watching too much of the movie tonight.

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You were nervous. You had asked Wanda what time to be in the screening room. When you told her that Bucky had invited you, she was shocked but then grinned and winked at you. You smiled to yourself as you looked up at the clock. Fifteen minutes to go. You grabbed your gym bag from underneath your desk and pulled out a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. You stepped out of your shoes while unbuttoning your shirt. You pulled it off and bent to take your skirt off. As you were folding the garments, you heard the door click open. Before you could cover yourself, Bucky’s head popped in.

“Hey doll, I thought I would…” Whatever he was saying, died on his lips as he came in and saw you standing there in your bra and panties. You thought he was just going to back out, but he didn’t. He slowly closed the door and leaned back against it. Your face had to be ten shades of red as you were frozen in place. Bucky’s hot stare was setting your skin on fire. He crossed his arms over his chest and licked his lips. Your eyes darted to the floor, but didn’t miss the bulge his cock was making in his sweats.

“Do you want me to leave, doll face?” He asked in a husky voice. You looked back up at him and saw the red color in his cheeks and the way his breathing had changed. Did you want him to leave? You hadn’t had sex in a while and the man standing across from you looked like he was made for sin.

No, you didn’t want him to leave. Instead of voicing your answer, you reached behind you and unclasped your bra. You held the cups to your chest for a second before letting it fall down your arms. Bucky groaned so low that it almost sounded like a growl. He practically stalked over to you. His flesh hand cupped your jaw and his metal arm curled around your waist. The coolness against your hot skin make goosebumps rise.

“Are you sure about this? Because in about ten seconds, I’m not going to be much of a gentleman.” His words made your shiver and wetness to pool between your thighs. The look he was giving you with his lust blown eyes and his breath coming in short pants was making your anxious.

“Bucky yes, I’m sure. Now kiss me.” You said before wrapping your arms around his back and crashing your lips against his. Bucky instantly commanded the kiss. He ran his tongue along the seam of your lips, asking for entrance. You opened them and tangled your tongue with his. It was consuming; teeth clanking, lip biting, sighs and moans. You felt drugged as his metal hand made its way to your ass, grabbing a handful, pressing your body into his. His other hand was buried in the hair at the nape of your neck. Your hands found their way inside the back of his shirt and roamed over the warm muscles. He lifted his lips from yours to trail soft kisses along your cheek and landing on the pulse point below your ear. You leaned your head to the side with a moan. His teeth nipped the tender spot, causing you to gasp and score his back with your fingernails.

“Kitten has claws,” he murmured against your collarbone. Your sigh turned into a moan when you felt his tongue swipe across your nipple. He brought his flesh hand down to flick over your nipple as his tongue and lips continued their torture. This man was turning your bones to jelly. You pulled on his shoulders to bring him back up.

“Too many clothes,” you whispered as you stripped his shirt off. He chuckled at your urgency. You put your hands in the waistband of his pants and pushed them down his legs. His cock sprang free between the two of you and you nearly wept. It was beautiful. Long, thick and dripping precum. Bucky didn’t give you enough time to admire it before he swooped you into his arms. He walked across the room and laid you on the couch. He propped a pillow beneath your head and kneeled between your thighs. He ran his hands down your body before pulling your panties down your legs. After tossing them to the floor, he stopped and stared at you. His eyes took in every detail they could. He settled his hands on your thighs and spread them further apart, his eyes fixed to your pussy.

“God damn doll, look how wet you are,” he said as his thumb trailed through your wetness. You moaned and watched as he brought his thumb to his lips and licked off your essence. You nearly came right then.

“Bucky…” you whimpered. “Please, I need you.” You thrust your hips up at him. He smirked before you felt his finger enter you. He brought his thumb down again, circling your clit while his finger started thrusting in and out of your cunt. You arched your back and let soft moans fall from your lips. Bucky watched every reaction. He was a man enjoying himself. A wicked chuckle left his mouth when he found your g-spot.  You had become a writhing mess as you were nearing orgasm. Bucky added a second finger and gave your clit a pinch, sending you over the edge. Your whole body shook as you nearly screamed out your release.

“That was fucking beautiful baby,” Bucky said, brushing his lips against yours. You nudged your hips against his, coating his cock with your slick. He grunted and reached down to align himself with your entrance. He slowly pushed forward, letting both of you enjoy the feeling. When he was fully seated inside, he stopped to give you a minute to adjust. You felt stretched, almost to the point of pain, but it was amazing.

Bucky was whispering words of encouragement against your lips. How good you felt, how tight you were around his cock, how he wanted to make you feel good. You rolled your hips into his, causing him to inhale sharply. He looked down at you, adjusting his arms on the couch for leverage. You brought one hand up to tangle in his hair, while the other got a good grasp on his ass.

Bucky started a nice and slow rhythm, just enough to make you want more. He placed his lips against your neck and sucked on the tender spot he had found earlier. You gasped and tugged on his hair. He growled into your neck and his thrust getting harder, going deeper. The sound of his skin slapping against yours was intoxicating.

“Oh god… Bucky… you feel so good.” You said, biting his shoulder. His lips met yours again. Your moans began mingling with his groans.  

He pulled his mouth from yours, “Are you going to come on my cock doll?” His thrusts had turned fast and choppy. The angle he was pumping, hit your clit with every drag in and out. Your body began to tense. “Come on, baby. I want to feel you come.” he said, chasing his own release. He reached down and drew rapid circles on your clit. You flew apart, coming with a startled cry. “O-oh fuck baby… shit,” Bucky groaned. He reared back, pulled out and gave his cock a few hard pumps before he spilled himself on your stomach. His face was contorted in pleasure and sweat was dripping from his forehead. It could have been your blissed-out brain, but he was the most beautiful thing you had ever seen.

While you were waiting on both of your breathing to return to normal, you reached out and rubbed your hands along his thighs, “I’m pretty sure we missed the movie.” He laughed and got up to grab his t-shirt from the floor. He swiped it across your belly, cleaning up his mess. He wiped himself clean before sitting down and pulling you onto his lap.

“Trust me, I would much rather be right here with you, rather than watching some movie Tony picks.” He said brushing the hair off your face. He gave you a gentle kiss, “Wanna go back to my room and have our own movie night?”

A Lion Amongst Dwarves

Warning: fighting, blood

Pairing: Fili x reader, Thorin, Kili, Bofur, Balin, the rest of the company, Gandalf


A/n: I know there are quite a few shifter!reader fics but I liked this idea and had to write it. Hope you all like it. Tag list is still open

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Originally posted by fili-raffe


               Thorin ordered everyone up the trees. You followed Fili and Kili up, your eyes trained on the wargs that were quickly approaching all of you. They circled the trees you all were in. The trees began to topple over like dominos which caused all of you to jump from tree to tree until all of you were in one tree. You saw the white Orc that Thorin had once told you was dead but there he was, on top of a white warg. One of the others behind you had said the Orcs name was Azog. Thorin was pissed and the only thing that flashed in his eyes was revenge.

               Thorin walked along the truck of the tree towards Azog. You looked at both Fili and Kili, knowing just what their uncle meant to them, you saw fear in their eyes. Your eyes went back to Thorin just as Azog hit Thorin for what could have been the second time. Azog stalked Thorin, his warg was about to attack him and you knew you had to do something.

               You pulled yourself to a standing position on the tree and quickly stripped yourself of your coat and your good leather. Despite the fierce shouts behind you, you ran straight towards the white warg. You leaped into the air and shifted seconds before shoving Thorin out of the way and the wargs teeth dug into your side and back. Thorin looked stunned as he saw your beast form in between the wargs teeth, your golden fur starting to stain with your own blood. The warg released you and Azog smirked at how your body was starting to go limp. The last thoughts that went through your mind was Fili and Kili still had their uncle and they were safe. Then your body hit the ground in a thud and everything went dark.

               You had no idea how long you were out. A groan fell from your lips as you tried to move slightly. You felt a hand on your bare shoulder and you slowly opened your eyes. Gandalf was right in front of you with a small smile on his face. The look he gave you was one of you should lie back down and you did as you were silently told. You heard voices nearby and they weren’t too happy. The voices sounded like Thorin, Fili, Dwalin and Balin.

               “Why did she decide to hide such a thing like this?” The voice sounded like Balin. “A skin-changer definitely changes things a bit.”

               “It changes nothing. She is still of Dwarven kin due to her mother. Smaug would know as soon as she steps into the treasure room. She won’t be going.” Thorin knew that you were a skin-changer and he knew your mother before her untimely death many years ago. “I want to know what possessed her to risk her own life.”

               “Maybe she fancies you?” Bofur walked up to the dwarves. “That could be…”

               “No, that wouldn’t be it. I knew her mother and (Y/n) is like the child I never had.” Thorin was, in fact, like a father to you but you wouldn’t have risked yourself if Fili never looked as if his whole world would come crashing down around him if Thorin would have died.

               “She is also awake.” You sat up despite Gandalf and Oin trying to keep you from hurting yourself even more. You pulled the cloak up higher to make sure you were covered despite knowing that at least one of them had seen you naked. Being injured only made you a bit shy or it could have been that now the whole company knew you were a skin-changer.

               “Now that you’re awake, tell me. Why in Mahal’s name did you risk yourself to save me?” Thorin’s voice was stern and yet held a lot of anger.

               “I, um, I didn’t want Fili nor Kili to lose their only uncle.” You pushed yourself up and stood in front of everyone with the cloak now wrapped around your body, shielding everyone from the wrappings around your waist. “You didn’t see the fear in their eyes when you walked towards Azog. It would have killed me if I just let you get hurt.”

               “But instead you got injured. I’ve told you, I do not need to be saved.”

               “Get off that high horse of yours Thorin. Before I departed from Ered Luin, after you, Fili and Kili, I vowed to keep both Fili and Kili happy and keeping your stubborn ass alive will make them happy.” Despite the protests of Gandalf and Oin, you turned and faced the stubborn Dwarf. “Like I said Thorin, you never saw the fear in their eyes.” You glanced down for a moment and saw that ether Fili or Kili had grabbed your coat and leather. Ignoring the pain you felt, you bent down and grabbed your coat then slipped it on while letting the cloak fall to the ground. Your coat covered your body down just past your ass and you held it closed. With a single glare at Thorin, you walked away not wanting to argue with him any longer than you already had.

               You walked away from the fire, being consumed by the darkness that surrounded the campsite. Your heart broke when you saw fear in Fili’s eyes when Thorin walked willingly towards Azog. That same heart that had belonged to Fili for so many years, since you had met the Dwarf. None of the company knew you were a skin-changer before setting off on this quest, now everyone knows. Being a skin-changer doesn’t change who they had come to know, you were still the stubborn Dwarrowdam that some of the others had seen grow.

               The sound of footsteps alerted you of an approaching figure. Your eyes looked over to the being and saw that it was Kili. You released a heavy sigh that surely didn’t go unnoticed by the approaching Dwarf.

               “What are you doing all the way out here, alone at that?” Concern written all over his face.

               “I am not alone, you’re here now.”

               “That still doesn’t answer my question on why you’re out here.”

               “Your uncle was starting to get on my nerves. Despite growing up around him, he still irritates me to no end.”

               “From what I heard, he was being his protective self when you threw yourself in front of him.”

               “He may be protective but he did not see the fear and pain in yours or Fili’s eyes. I’ve known you both for so long and I honestly hate seeing that on both of your faces.”

               “How come you never told us that you were a skin-changer?”

               “So you can try to drag me into scaring other Dwarves. I know you both have a habit of pranking and I didn’t want more attention than I already did.” You thought back to hearing many Dwarves talking about the Dwarven skin-changer, hearing parents telling their young ones that the Dwarven skin-changer will get them if they didn’t act right. You had thought that this journey would help change minds but you doubt that it will help.

               “What attention? The stories the floated around Ered Luin were about you, weren’t they?” Kili looked at you as if he was smacked in the face. He ran his hand across his face and whispered a few curse words which you heard loud and clear. “Fee and I may love pranking but we would never use you like that. Besides Fee would hurt me for even thinking of it.” You smirked at the thought of Fili smacking Kili up the side of his head.

               “That would be fun to see though.” You continued to smirk, thinking of Fili being protective of you. “I’m sorry for not telling you guys sooner. I, um, I didn’t want you guys to think of me any different. Thorin had known about me being a skin-changer all because he knew my mother before she died.” You knew Thorin kept things from both Fili and Kili because he thought they only needed to know what he wanted them to know. The thought of your mother had brought a few tears to your eyes and tried so hard not to let them fall. Thankful that it was dark out but it didn’t completely conceal from his Dwarven eyes.

               “Oh (Y/n).” Kili tried to pull you into a hug but your side protested the sideways movement and you raised your hand to his advance. There was only one you really wanted to comfort you and hold you in his arms was Fili, your amralime. Kili takes notice and nods his head. “I forgot for a moment that you were still hurt. Sorry.”

               “It’s fine, Kee. Fee gives a bit better hugs than you.” He looked at you with a mock hurt expression.

               “That hurts, (Y/n), that really hurt. I thought you care for me.” You heard a different pair of boots make their way towards the two of you, recognizing they belong to Fili.

               “Oh Kee, I care for you. As one would care for an annoying brother and I mean it from the bottom of my heart.” You place a hand on his shoulder as you spoke. Turning to look at Fili and seeing a smile grace his lips. Seeing the beads that clasped the two small braids on either side of his mouth, the same ones that you had wanted to feel touch your skin while he nuzzles his face into your neck. Oh the thoughts of the other places you wanted to feel those beads even more of his hands, mouth, and other parts.

               “Here you two are.”

               “Has your uncle calmed down or is he still upset that I prevented him becoming Warg-chow?” You heard both Fili and Kili chuckle before you glared at Kili, hopefully silently telling him to go away. Kili looked from you to his brother and smirked. He raised his hands as if surrendering and started to back away from the two of you.

               “I clearly see that I’m not needed here. I’ll go and bug uncle.” With that, he was gone. You turn and go to look up at Fili, only to find him already looking at you with a look of concern written on his face.

               “(Y/n), what you did was brave but incredibly stupid.”

               “You think I didn’t know what I was doing. I made that choice because your uncle was there for me, he allowed me to come with all of you on this journey and I would make the same choice if it happened again. If it means throwing myself into danger to save Thorin so you could still have him and I would never have to see that look of pain and fear in your eyes, I would do it without a second thought.” Your eyes went wide when you realized that you just said to him and not both him and his brother. You looked down at the ground so you didn’t have to look at Fili before rejecting you. Suddenly you felt a hand just under your chin, the Dwarf in front of you gently lifted your chin so you can look him in the eyes.

               “I had that same look when that warg hurt you.” Your eyes went wide again as his words sunk in. “You mean more to me than all of treasure in Middle-Earth and I do not want to see you get hurt that badly again.” You smiled softly as his hand slide into your hair.

               “On this journey, I foresee me getting hurt Fee.” You suddenly become aware of how close the two of you were and how little you were wearing. You could feel yourself lean towards Fili. Then all of a sudden a complete different pair of boots came towards you which caused you both to step away from each other.

               “Supper is ready you two.” Bofur was the one to come collect you two. You dropped your head and chuckled softly to yourself as Fili did the same. You both walked past him without a word to him. “Did I just miss something or ruin a moment? Guys?”

               “Bofur, stop wondering about it and let’s get food before Bombur tries to eat our portions.” You gently turn and look at him as you walk away from him. Bofur stood there for a moment before tilting his head a little and following behind you and Fili.

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‘I love it when you talk dirty.’

Childhood

100 Theme Drabble Challenge featuring HopeLight

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childhood; the au where Hope and Light are childhood friends, and there’s certainly no other feelings involved…especially during Christmas…

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His Comfort (Shawn Mendes Imagine + Visuals)

Shawn unlocked his apartment door, slamming it afterwards and letting out a frustrated sigh. You walked out of your kitchen and looked at Shawn with confusion plastered on your face. 

“Hey… you okay?” You meekly asked, not wanting to make him feel worse.

He blinked a few times, and sighed, “Yeah, I guess. Just a bit stressed.” 

“Do you want to talk about it?” You asked, fiddling with your fingers.

“I would, but I’m really tired right now.” He told you with a guilty expression. “Can I just lay in your lap?” He asked as hope gleamed in his beautiful, brown eyes.

You gave him a small smile and nodded. You both made your way to the black velvet couch and sat down. Shawn laid his head in your lap and looked up at you. “I love you.” He smiled. 

You smiled and pecked him on the lips. “I love you too.”

You were playing with his hair, as minutes passed. Silence was in the air, but it wasn’t awkward or anything. It was a comforting silence, and you loved it. 

You looked down at him, only to see him soundly asleep. Soft snores came from his mouth and from then you could only admire him, not wanting to disturb him. 

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I’ve been waiting all season for these twenty seconds. 

London’s Calling

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Chapter Three: Arrived

Word Count: 942

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Even though the flight was only around seven hours, in true Riley form the heavy sleeper is able to snooze through any disturbance her flight brought, upset children, turbulence, even the annoying passenger in front of her that insisted on keeping his overhead light on the entire flight.

Riley was in that much of a deep sleep that her father had to shake her awake once they landed.

Groggily Riley rubs at her eyes and stretches in her seat, she flashes a sleepy smile to Auggie and listens as the captains message plays through the cabin.

“Thank you for flying with us today, we have arrived at Heathrow airport where the local time is 4:58am.”

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I wasnt gonna let it bother me, i was just gonna ignore it as a thing, but literally its getting ridicolous…the backwards flips they’ve had to do to retconn a major plot point of season 1! From the people in charge before carefully avoiding to make alec refer to jace as his brother since hes in love with him, to now them throwing around that word like no tomorrow! To erase that part of the gay character they dont like!!! But they care about a fair portrayal dont they?? Like seriously how many times has he already said it oh my freaking god if you dont want to aknowledge those feelings dont at least do him this great disservice ffs