My submission for the Bob’s Burgers Fan Art submission. I found out about this rather late, and I’m not sure if this qualifies for any of the categories, but I wanted to at least try. I wanted to create something that says “The Belchers say each day is a GIF”, and I spent Sunday night to quickly put this together and do the finishing touches during lunch to get it in on time. Even if it’s not in the show, I’m so happy I at least tried because “I’m a strong, smart, sensual woman”. Lol LONG LIVE THE BELCHERS!
Hoseok’s biggest turn on- overstimulating you. There was nothing, nothing that could replace the face you made when he was turturing you in different ways, most of which resolted in you cumming at least two more times.
Since he was too lazy when he came back from the long long tour, Hoseok thought of a genuis idea. He gave you your phone and opened the ‘bts smut’ tag on Tumblr. Not knowing why he did this, your eyes were becoming curious and curiouser. He simply smirked at you. “I finally thought what to do with you. You know, the routine gets quite boring. So this is what I thought about. Instead of having the pleasure of my cock inside you, you’ll be a good little slut and read this to yourself. As an exception I will permit you to touch yourself. But, I don’t want anyhting to come out of your mouth. Was I clear enough? No toys, no voice. You’ll only have the privillage of your fingers and your phone. So go on. Daddy will be in the kitchen. I’m hungry.” And so he just left.
You couldn’t disobey him and to be honest the smut really made you feel something. As if he choose it really carefully. It represented the situation you two were in right now. You, touching yourself and doing a wrong move only for Hoseok to punish you by making you cum on his thigh. So, it was a play and not a reality. Hoseok wanted to overstimulate you, by you sitting on his thigh.
Fast, wihtout even touching yourself, you moaned Hoseok’s name. “Y/N!” The door was kick-opened and a furious Hoseok was standing on the frame. “So, you caught up, you naughty girl!” he smirked evily. “Come here Daddy. You’re princess wants you thigh. It’s going to be my trophy, for being a smart princess.” “Good. I’m all yours.”
He had found his way of fucking you when he was really lazy. You were a little whiny, always needy baby. So, he was giving you your phone, a Tumblr app, a smut section and his thigh. Boy has huge thighs, so when you really wanted to fuck, but he didn’t want, all you did was sit on his thigh and move your clit on it.
It was pure heaven for both of you. Most of the times Jimin layed back and enjoyed the show. You’re naked form on top of him, without the need for him to move even. Sex was taking a lot of effort, which he sometimes lacked. So, everyone were happy.
He was jolting his thigh form time to time, making you explode with emotions. All those emotions resolted in you cumming, once, twice, three times.
Most times when you cummed more than once, Jimin snapped, fliped you on the bed and fucked you into oblivion, until you couldn’t remember you’re name.
Kim Taehyung had two sides of himself - a puppy and a daddy. Depends on his mood he was either making ove to you or making sure you won’t be able to walk for days.
He had the first one when he arrived home. Happy, in all ways. So happy to hug you again, to hold you in his arms. Guess what happend when he heard your moans from the door, then when he saw you touch yourself on his bed, moaning his name like a mantra. He snapped.
Daddy was in charge. He watched you for a little while, until he was so hard, he couldn’t take it. Tae Daddy bursted into the room, scarying the shit out of you. Without saying anything, his hands wrapped around your ankles, pulled you to him, lifted you up and put you on his thigh. “Finish off yourself fast. I don’t want to intrude in the middle of someone’s business. Finish. On my thigh. No where nearly against my cock, darling. Nowhere near there.”
It was a punishment. Jungkooks ego was hurt and boy got really angry over the fact that you choose to read fictional stupidities instead of having the real deal.
For the first time since you were in a relationship, his eyes shouted danger. “You haven’t met my alter ego. I thought I will never have to use it. You think I can’t be rough, that I can’t leave reminders on your body of who I am? I can Y/n. And you will see it now. Undress. Fast. And don’t make a sound am I clear?” “Yes, Kookie.” “Yes what?” “Yes, Daddy.” “Good girl.”
Undressed, you were sitting on the bed, excited and waiting for your man’s next command.
“Sit on my thigh.”
Your looked at him in shock. So he knew. He knew that you secretly always wanted to try coming off his thigh. Fast, without other questions, you found yourself moving eagerly on his thigh. Everytime he jolted his thigh, the friction got better, your brows knitted together and Jungkook only smirked happy that you won’t read those stories again.
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“I’d like to think Mr. Carter and I understand each other. Nobody who met us as younger men would have expected us to be where we are today. We know what it’s like not to have a father around. We know what it’s like not to come from much and to know people who didn’t get the same breaks that we did. So we tried to prop open those doors of opportunity so it’s a little easier for those who come up behind us to succeed as well.
Jay and I are also fools for our daughters, although he’s going to have me beat once those two twins show up. And let’s face it: we both have wives who are significantly more popular than we are.
Like all of you, I am a fan. I’ve been listening to Jay since I was a young and hungry State Senator. I sampled his lyrics to close my speech at Selma; I tweeted a reference to ‘My 1st Song’ as I was putting the finishing touches on my final State of the Union address; I had to brush some dirt off my shoulders during a campaign.
So I’m pretty sure I’m still the only President to listen to JAY Z’s music in the Oval Office. That may change at some point, but I’m pretty sure that’s true now. In fact, Jay, you have been inspiring in making me want to be active in my retirement just like you have been in yours, so I’m going to close by saying something Jay once said that struck me. He said: 'I’ve never looked at myself and said that I need to be a certain way to be around a certain sort of people. I’ve always wanted to stay true to myself, and I’ve managed to do that. People have to accept that.’ So with that, I’m proud to help present this award to a true American original, the first hip-hop artist to be inducted into the Songwriters Hall of Fame, Mr. Shawn Carter.”
i recently finished this book and it was just…so…beautiful, so i wanted to make a lil meme thing cause their were a lot of really great quotes & actions tbh. i thought it’d be nice to share ‘em and write ‘em out. change the pronouns to your liking ~
p.s. i kinda went over board so i put my favs above the read more and the rest ( more generic types of sent. memes ) under the read more. enjoy !
“ i will never leave ____. it will be this , always, for as long as _____ will let me. “
“ i would like to know how you are going to stop the losers from declaring war on you ? “
“ will you help me put the rest of my armor on ? “
“ we are finished here. “
“ do not leave. “
“ did you ever think of having children ? “
“ ___ is half my soul, as the poets say. “
“ I could recognize ____ by touch alone, by smell; I would know ____ blind, by the way ____ breaths came and ___ feet struck the earth. I would know ____ in death “
“ coward. “
“ ____ is a weapon. a killer. do not forget it. “
“ you can use a spear as a walking stick, but that will not change it’s nature. “
“ i do not plan to live after ____ is gone. “
“ philtatos. “ ( means ‘most beloved’ )
“ i could kill you still. “
“ i am sorry for your loss. “
“ name one hero who was happy. “
“ they never let you be famous and happy. “
“ let me bring you food and drink. “
“ i cannot bear to see you grieving. “
“ there are no bargains between lions and men. i will kill you and eat you raw. “
“ is it worth your life ? “
“ i hope that ____ kills you. “
“ get out. get out ! “
“ _____ is dead. “
“ i am buried here. “
“ we die so easily. “
“ you will not speak another word or you will be sorry. “
Spent my afternoon putting the finishing touches on this glittering moon purse ✨🌛
I’ve been sitting on this design for a while (something like two years?!) waiting for the perfect fabric to make it in to come along. During a trip to the craft store last month I finally found it! The fabric itself (holographic glitter canvas) is kinda stiff + rough textured, so I wasn’t quite sure if it would get along with my sewing machine, but luckily I was able to stitch it up without any issues.
I salvaged remnants of black leather from another project to make the detailing on the face & used the leftover glitter fabric I had to make a matching tassel pull for the zipper.
I plan on gifting this one to a friend…fingers crossed that she likes it! 😊
AU where they actually want to share an umbrella (?)
It’s 2 AM here so Ill post it! before i regret it and start changing everything, its so difficult to know when to stop touching your pieces ლ(｡-﹏-｡ ლ)
This is the only drawing I had finished ages ago omg :´)))
Summary: After being rejected by your best friend Bucky, Sam sets you up with one of his friends, on the condition that if the date doesn’t go well, you have to sign up for a dating app. The date doesn’t go well. As you begin to look for love in other places, Bucky starts to feel something he never felt before. Jealous.
Bucky Barnes X Reader
Word Count: 1253
Warnings: Feelings. Mentions of alcohol.
A/N: This is it!! This is the last part!! Thank you all so much for reading and for putting up with my huge gaps in posting!! I appreciate every single like, reblog and comment that I’ve gotten and it means the world to me that you’ve stuck through to the ending. Thank you all xoxo
can you believe one saturday morning, even will come home from the nearest bakery with two fresh baguettes under his arm and as he’ll walk in, he’ll start playing la vie en rose by édith piaf on his phone, humming along. and isak, who will be sitting at their little table at which they share most of their meals, (that is, when they’re not eating on their bed as they watch tv, but they try not to do that too often), finishing an assignment, will look up from his computer as he hears the music, and his brow will furrow but he’ll still have that smile on his face he can’t possibly hide
and he’ll give even a look that both says “oh my god, who are you?” and “no matter the answer to my previous question, i’m so happy to be sharing this life with you”. and even will tell him “bonjour, isak” as he leans in and kisses his cheek, and isak will laugh a little, and he’ll reply “bonjour, even”. and even will put the baguettes on the table and take isak’s hand and tug him up, and isak won’t protest
and even’s other hand will be on isak’s hip and they’ll slowly sway as the song finishes, foreheads and nose touching, and even will whisper to him “we should go to paris one day” and isak will smile and place a kiss on his lips and reply “we will”, because he hasn’t traveled much in his life and, really, isak would love to discover the entire world with even by his side
Simple Knot Magic Spell for Courage/Confidence/Feeling Free
you only need a white cord/cotton rope (not too thick, not as thin as sewing strings)
1. meditate. calm yourself and remove all distractions around you and in you as well. once you are ready, make these knots in the following directions
and in each knot one by one say,
By the Knot of One, my burdens slowly disappears.
By the Knot of Two, my inner me will shine
By the Knot of Three, i will chase the wind
By the Knot of Four, the light will lead me out
By the Knot of Five, i will fly and touch the sky
By the Knot of Six, i will be strong as the stormy seas
By the Knot of Seven, i will be proud like an eagle’s scream
By the Knot of Eight, i will be out of my cage
By the Knot of Nine, the sky will turn clear once again.
2. the more cords/rope you use it will be more effective! once you finished a cord, place it near a healthy plant or a water with good flow. you can also put it under your pillow when you want to sleep. doing this in a midnight is recommended ^-^
this is another spell i made! the words used above are inspired by the song Touch the Sky from Brave go watch it! it really inspired me c: Touch the Sky - Brave
A glamour bath spell to enhance your natural beauty, give you confidence and a lovely ‘glow’! Not only is this a magickal solution, but the ingredients will also replenish key nutrients in your body and soften your skin.
Written by Rainy-Day-Witchcraft, please do not remove source!
Epsom Salt (preferably lavender-scented/available for $5 at any CVS store)
Fresh lavender, if your epsom salt is un-scented
Pink rose petals (Dried or fresh)
Tea light candles
1. Combining the Ingredients
In a small bowl, combine a few handfuls of salt (Maybe a little more than cup, for protection and cleansing) a handful of Epsom salt/fresh lavender (For healing and love), and the zest of half an orange (For confidence, joy, and beauty). After mixing all these ingredients together, sprinkle a bit of pink rose petals over the top (pink: for self love and beauty), and place the bowl off to the side while you run your bath.
2. Preparing the Bath
While your bath is running, collect a few tea candles to set around your bathroom. These needn’t be any particular size, color, or scent, just as long as you have the candles! Electronic tea lights would also do wonderfully.
When the water is about halfway full, sprinkle in the healing mixture. Be sure to mix it around a bit, to encourage the salts to dissolve and the zest/petals to soak in the water. After a minute, the bathroom should begin smelling nicely of orange, lavender, and rose! Allow the steam to fog up the room and create a relaxing atmosphere ~
3. Performing the Spell
Turn off or dim the lights, lighting your candles. When your bath is full, get in, and take a bit to enjoy the water and the smells in the air. Do not worry if the zest makes you sticky; a quick shower rinse afterwards will do the trick.
After you are finished enjoying the warmth of your bath, begin meditating or preparing yourself for the magickal part! You can meditate with your eyes closed or open, sitting up or laying back in the water, or even visualization will work ~ As long as you can get yourself into the “mood” and calm your thoughts.
When ready, swirling your hands around in the warm water and feeling the healing and beautiful energies in the air, chant:
“With flowers’ touch and waters’ energy,
I am beauty, grace, and positivity
Infuse my spirit with radiant light
Smite negativity with self-loving might”
Feel the “glow” of beauty and confidence surrounding you; feel the unconditional love you hold for yourself, and feel at peace. You may experience a tingling or overwhelming sense of emotion, and this is perfectly fine ~
After you have completed your chant, and feel positive energy around yourself, you have finished the spell! Rose petals and orange zest will clog up your drain, so remember to gather it all up while draining and put it back in the bowl to be disposed of later. (I actually created a self-love charm bag from the roses in this spell, so whatever you wish to do with them afterwards is up to you!) This may be the time you wish to shower off the remnants of the bathwater ~
You have successfully finished the spell, and have cast a glamour upon yourself! This spell is especially helpful on days when you need a bit of a pick-me-up, or a boost of beauty and confidence for an important matter. Like all my spells, it has also been written, tested, and performed by myself to ensure magickal results ~
I hope you’ve found this glamour useful, and let me know if you have any questions or comments! Please be sure to check for allergic reactions or skin irritation to any of the ingredients before starting, for your own safety.
Can i get a suga, taehyung, and jungkook reaction to you teasing them and then giving them a handjob under the table at a restaurant?
“When I told you to find something else to do with your hands, I meant put them somewhere that wasn’t touching me. Now you better get you hand off my dick before I come up with a way to pay you back for this.”
“I don’t think you should be doing that right now! Someone is going to notice and then we’ll both be in trouble. At least wait until we’re in the car. Please…”
“No no no, now you have to finish what you start. Right now. You can’t get away with teasing me all through dinner without at least some repercussions. If you get me off before then waiter comes back to fill our drinks up, I’ll buy you a slice of that chocolate cake you’ve been eyeing on that table across the room.”
Finally some reprieve from the horoscope reactions. Thank you so much. I needed this. - admin nicole 💕
Happy Friday! Hello guys! This is the third part of the Hot Shower Anyone / Hot Bath Anyone fic. This was completely a anon’s idea, so thank you! I would love to hear from you if you see this :) Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy, I got a little blocked on this one, but it’s finally done! Enjoy your weekends!
Warnings: Read parts 1 and 2 which are attached above, smut kind of I guess like if you squint, implied smut, language,
using this gif again i am NOT sorry
As always, your enemy of an alarm clock woke you from your beloved slumber and with your usual groan, you fell out of bed and slapped the off button on your way by. It was the only defense you had against the morning and it made you feel better to hurt the clock the way it hurt you. Or to pretend that actually worked.
After changing into the new bathing suit that had magically appeared on your bed a few days ago and grabbing your bag, you headed to the kitchen to grab some breakfast before heading down to the pool to do your laps.
You dragged your feet out of the elevator after it delivered you to the kitchen floor and crinkled your nose when you heard people speaking. Usually no one was up at this hour and you liked it that way. You loved your team, but hated any talking in the morning.
“Morning, sunshine!” Tony yelled.
“Why. Why are you so loud.” It was more of a statement than a question.
You walked over to the counter where your stash of plums sat in a brown bowl. You took a juicy bite and felt Tony’s arm wrap around your shoulders. He kissed the top of your head and whispered an apology, something that would seem nice if you didn’t know he was mocking you.
“I hate to tell you this, kiddo, but the pool is closed today,” he said, handing you a paper towel to help with the plum juice sliding down your fingers.
“Closed? What do you mean it’s closed? It’s our pool.”
“It’s only closed today, we’re get-”
“We’re gettin’ a hot tub,” Clint sang as he entered the room.
“A hot tub? Why?” You asked.
“HOT TUBS DON’T NEED A REASON!”
“SHHHHHHHHH! It’s the morning, hot shot. We’re supposed to be quiet until kiddo has her plum and swim,” Tony said.
You took another bite of your fruit and shoved Tony playfully. “But seriously, why do we need a hot tub?”
“Somethin’ about how you’re cold all the time,” Clint said.
“What?” You asked with a full mouth.
“We’re getting one installed so you can warm up after your laps instead of racing hypothermia on your way to the shower,” Tony explained.
“It was Barnes’ idea. He said you’re always freezing after you swim in the morning. That’s why he got you that new suit,” Clint said, pointing to you.
“Bucky got me this?” you said, looking down at the mystery suit.
“Yeah. He didn’t tell you? He had it specially made to be super warm. Somethin’ about seal fur,” Clint said, taking a sip of his day old coffee he had found on the counter.
You looked at Tony for an explanation. He sighed and rolled his eyes at Clint. “It has two layers. The threads of fabric in each layer run the opposite way, so the water never touches any skin that’s covered by the suit.”
“He did that?” you whispered more to yourself than anyone else.
“I had the SHIELD insignia put on the hip. That was my idea.”
You giggled, taken out of your surprised haze by Tony’s pride. “Thank you, Tony. It really makes it.”
“You’re welcome, kiddo.”
You had just finished your plum when you heard what sounded like the rest of the team walking down the hall to the kitchen. Natasha was followed by Sam and you heard Steve talking to who must have been Bucky behind them. You didn’t wait to watch them come in. You and Bucky hadn’t talked much since the whole bath sharing incident. You blamed it on shyness, even though you didn’t know Bucky to be bashful about anything. But you didn’t want to think about that right now.
“Oh, good. The gang’s all here.”
“Well, you did call a team meeting, Tony,” Steve said, pulling a stool up next to the counter.
“You did?” you asked.
“I waited until you were up.” Your look of confusion prompted him to explain. “You get grumpy if someone wakes you up.”
You breathed out a laugh and rolled your eyes. He wasn’t wrong.
“I wanted to invite you all to the party tomorrow to celebrate the installment of the new hot tub downstairs,” Tony announced.
“I would think we’d be invited. We live here,” Sam quipped.
“Except you,” Tony said, pointing to Sam. “Everyone else, the party starts at 8. Please don’t be late or embarrassing.”
“We know (Y/N)’s excited, she’s already dressed for the party,” Bucky said, pointing to your bathing suit. Your rolled your eyes and held your tongue.
“She didn’t get the memo that the pool floor was closed today,” Tony defended.
“Yeah, she was sleeping when Tony told us all,” Steve said, making chuckles echo throughout the room.
“Why is everyone bashing my sleep patterns today?!”
“Not bashing, just stating a fact,” Steve said over his shoulder as he followed Natasha and Sam out.
“Ridiculous. I get eight hours of sleep. That’s what you’re supposed to get,” you mumbled to yourself as your pulled an over-sized sweatshirt out of your bag and slipped it over your head. When you emerged, the only other person in the room was Bucky.
“They’re just jealous you can get eight hours of sleep. They have to get up before dawn in order to make it to the early bird elderly special,” Bucky said, grabbing plum.
You laughed, just happy he opted to stay in the room with you instead of taking the escape route. You didn’t like tip-toeing around him and you missed the friendly banter you two always shared.
“Nice suit. Looks warm,” he said, taking a bite of his plum, resulting in juice decorating his chin.
You smiled and handed him a paper towel. “It just found its way into my room a couple days ago. It’s a great suit, someone put a lot of thought into it.”
Despite the clean paper towel, purple juice ran down Bucky’s chin in a stream. “Jeez, these are ripe, huh?” he laughed, wiping his face. You pointed to a spot on yourself and shook your head when he kept missing the mess. “Here,” you said, taking the towel from him and wiping his chin and cheek. “You’re a slob,” trying to combat the butterflies that took root in your stomach.
He chuckled and thanked you. “Well, it sounds like a mystery suit to me,” he said, bringing the conversation back around to avoid silence.
“Well,” he said with a last bite, “Now that Tony’s “very important meeting” is over, I’m gonna go for a run.” He neatly tossed his paper towel rolled pit into the garbage and gave his mouth one last wipe with the back of his hand. “Wanna join? Since you can’t swim today.”
“Oh, no. I do not run.”
“Fine. I guess I’ll just be lonely then,” he said, leaning into you with a fake pout.
“Get goin’,” you said, pushing him away, making him laugh.
You watched him run out of the kitchen into the hallway and couldn’t wipe the smile off your face. However, you couldn’t stop the back of your mind from thinking about the hot tub. If it was his idea, maybe he didn’t enjoy being your personal heater as much as you thought he did.
The rest of the day dragged by. You cleaned and did the laundry that was begging to be done, all the while thinking about Bucky and already feeling nervous about the party the next day, which you felt ridiculous about. There was no need to feel anxious about a party in your own tower.
It was getting later, but you knew any efforts to sleep would be fruitless with the way your mind was constantly wandering. You decided to take this time to enjoy a book, sitting in a huge leather chair by the window in your room. Miraculously, you were able to stay focused as you ripped through chapter after chapter.
A few hours later, you were about halfway through your book, your legs tucked up under you, the lights from the adjacent buildings shining through your window when your door opened without a knock.
The voice made you jump. When you looked up from your book and saw who it was, you rolled your eyes. “Bucky. Jesus, can’t you knock? What time is it?”
“Come with me,” he said, leaning on the doorknob, jerking his head in the direction of the hallway.
“Just come with me, doll.”
“But,” you muttered, hesitantly dogearing the page. “I’m almost done with this chapter.”
He lowered his head and breathed out a laugh with closed eyes. He opened your door all the way and jogged over to you. He gently took the book from your hands and laid in on the bed, careful not to loose your page. The next thing you knew, he was lifting you out of your chair and carrying you out the door and into the hallway,
“Bucky! Buck, put me down!” you whisper screamed, scared his shenanigans would wake up the team.
“But this is fun,” he said grinning at you, as calm as ever.
“James Buchanan Barnes, put me down,” you said as sternly as possible, looking at how far away the ground was.
“Add a “Sargent” to that and I will,” he winked, pressing the button to call the elevator.
“Bucky,” you hissed and slapped his chest playfully. The hard muscle you felt under your fingertips made you pay more attention to his arms all around you. Bucky was carrying you. You worked to hide your blush and the squeal rising in your chest as the elevator doors opened and he walked inside, still holding you.
“Alright, alright,” he said. He gently put your feet on the ground and steadied you. You immediately missed his warmth and strong arms around you. However, your longing was paused when you saw him push the “P” button when the elevator doors closed.
“But it’s closed.”
“It was closed,” he winked, one eyebrow cocked high above the other.
The ground stopped moving below your feet and the doors before you parted to show a ghostly quiet pool room. But now, to the right of the Olympic sized pool, was a large hot tub bubbling away. You also noticed the decorations already in place for tomorrow’s party. Tasteful tiki lights stood tall in every corner, as well as smaller lights hanging low just above the hot tub, mirrored in the water. Flowers paved the way on the shining tile floor and were piled around the walls of the tub and pool.
You only realized you were staring when Bucky entangled his fingers in yours and started pulling you away from the elevator.
“Tony said we can’t use it until tomorrow,” you said.
“Technically, it is tomorrow,” he said, looking at the clock on the wall.
You laughed, but you were still concerned, which Bucky picked up on. “Relax, he told me I could bring you down here early.”
“That’s uncharacteristically chill of him,” you laughed, taking a step closer to the tub and watching the lights reflect off the stirring water.
“Well, it is your hot tub,” Bucky said, easily taking off his shirt by the back of its neck. His golden skin was pulled tight against the lines of his muscles and you watched them move like melted chocolate as he messily pulled his long hair into a bun at the nape of his neck. The next to go was his shorts, which he gracefully pulled off, folded and tossed in the corner on top of his shirt.
He stood there, one eyebrow cocked high above the other in only his loose, white boxer briefs. When you didn’t move, he strolled over to you until his outstretched fingers grasped at the bottom of your over sized pajama shirt. “Would you like some help?”
“No, I got it,” you said, trying to remember what the hell you had on under these pajamas.
He smiled kindly at you, nothing teasing or cocky hiding behind his grin, which made the tension drop from your shoulders. As he turned around and stepped into the tub, you pulled your shirt over your head to reveal a grey sports bra. You cursed yourself for not wearing something prettier, but you reminded yourself that you were planning to go to sleep before Bucky came into your room. And that things could be much worse since you did own your fair share of granny panties.
He has seen me naked, you reminded yourself, as you pulled off your pajama shorts and quickly stepped into the tub. You situated yourself across the tub from him next to a jet. When you looked over to him, he had a sad looking smile on his face. You cocked your head to the side as if to ask what was wrong.
“(Y/N), I’m sorry. I messed this whole thing up.” His usual smirk was gone and he was watching the water swish and slosh around his fingers as he moved them side to side.
“This.” He gestured to the both of you. “Whatever this is.” He sounded exasperated and you wished he would explain more. You moved to the other side of the tub and sat next to him on the ledge. Only when you grabbed his hand did he finally look at you.
“What’s goin’ on, Buck?”
Through his thick lashes and loose strands of hair, you could see his eyes shining again as the corners of his mouth turned up at you. “I’ve completely fallen for you and you have no idea, doll.” He laughed at your raised eyebrows and continued. “Every time I try to talk about it with ya, someone walks in the room or Tony throws a party or we’re on a mission. But it’s all I can think of to say around ya. That’s why I’ve been so quiet lately, sweetheart. I didn’t want it to slip out at a bad time.”
His fingers were gently running through your hair and rubbing your cheek as he spoke. His eyes floated over your face, like he was taking in your every feature, trying to memorize it for later.
“What’s goin’ on in that head a yours?” he finally asked.
You laughed and finally let free a wide smile you had been holding in. Instead of trying to explain all the happiness and relief you felt, you cupped both sides of his face and pulled him to you. You felt his soft lips smile and begin to play with yours as the kiss deepened.
His flesh fingers ran through your locks with care and held the back of your head while his metal hand slid around your bare back and pulled you closer to him. His smooth skin under your fingertips was practically burning. You pulled away and smiled when you saw his chest and ears turning a deep shade of red. Between the heated kiss and the hot water of the tub, you were both damp with sweat.
“Let’s move this somewhere cooler, huh?” He said shyly.
He stood up and stepped out of the tub, his wet briefs clinging to his frame. He turned back to you and offered a hand to help you up. You followed him over to the edge of the pool, your small hand enclosed in his. A plan hatching in your mind, you cupped both side of his face and brought him to you for another kiss. When he was just distracted enough, you pushed him with all the strength you could muster until he fell over into the pool, yelling your name.
He emerged from the water to find you laughing, proud of your plan that made things between you feel a little bit more normal. “Well, are you gonna join me?” he asked, his hands swishing in the water to keep him afloat in the deep water.
You laughed lean off the edge, calmly diving into the water in the space next to him. When you floated back to the top, you placed your back against the edge of the pool, inviting Bucky to come closer to you. He balanced his hands on either side of you as you studied him with a smile plastered on your face.
“What?” he asked, sensing that your mind was whirring.
He leaned into you. “Doesn’t look like nothin’,” he mumbled into your neck, placing kisses on your skin between the words. When he was done, he pulled away to look at you again, causing you to hold in a groan.
“I’ve fallen for you too, Buck.”
His smile grew bright and toothy, but you could only admire it for a second before he kissed your cheek. Running his nose from your jaw to your ear, he mumbled, “Good,” making your giggle. He made his way to your mouth and met your lips gently. His kisses were simple and soft as he held himself up in the water.
You wrapped your arms around his neck, allowing him to hold the both of you up by the edge of the pool. Tilting your head, you furiously kissed him, growing impatient and more passionate. You could hardly hear his heavy breathing under your thrashing heartbeat.
“Oh, screw this,” he said against your lips. He turned you around so you could grab onto the ledge of the pool and pulled himself up out of the water, sitting to face you. He pulled you up on his lap with ease, so your legs were straddling his hips.
Once again, his lips crashed onto yours and his hands found your hips, holding onto them tightly. Your fingers found his bun and freed his hair from the tie, tactfully placing it around your wrist and running your hands through his damp locks. Your work made him groan, which your felt rumble through his chest.
Your fingers traced his skin, working to memorize every inch of muscle and scar by only touch. He pushed your hips around, and you felt his hard member between your legs. The thin fabric of your underwear did little to shield your clit as he rocked you back and forth.
Your whimpers evoked grumbling moans from Bucky’s mouth, only sending you spiraling down the hole with more speed. “Bucky,” you whined. “Let’s-let’s go-”
“Upstairs,” he finished for you.
You pulled away from him, the world slowly turning back into place and then stopping, your mind a little clearer. He was smiling at you with such fondness. He kissed your forehead and you climbed off of him and you both grabbed your things and messily threw enough clothing on to get you upstairs.
He held your hand and led you over to the elevator which opened right away, ready to take you to your rooms. When you entered, Bucky swung his arms around your shoulders and kissed the top of your head. You could feel his heart still pounding. “I love you doll.”
“You looked up at him and grinned. “I love you too, Buck.”
Requests: Omg thank you so much for open book it is so so GOOD! I was wondering if maybe you could do one where jughead and the reader are dating and they get into a fight and the reader tells jughead “if you walk out that dint ever come back” and the next day jughead is in the hospital because he attempted suicide and they get back together and it’s just really fluffy
Hi there! So I really hope this was okay :/ I tried my best but obviously it’s a very sensitive topic <3
Warnings: angst, suicide attempt, swearing, sad cinnamon roll :C
This was too much for you. You knew that your boyfriend Jughead was getting in deep when he started his novel on the murder of Jason Blossom. You didn’t think much of it back then though. When he joined the Blue & Gold, you didn’t think much of it. When he started cancelling on you to go on sleuthing missions with Betty, is when you started to notice that it wasn’t all quite right.
It wasn’t that you were jealous, because you weren’t. Jughead and Betty had known each other for a long time, practically since childhood and you respected that. Nothing romantic had ever seemed to come from it though. You also trusted Betty not to hurt you like that, she was one of your best friends and was opting to stay out of relationships ever since her heartbreak with Archie, she wouldn’t risk it.
No, you were worried that he was going to get himself in trouble with the law, or that the murderer who was running around town was going to catch onto the fact that he was on their trail and would off him before he had the chance to speak out. You were scared for Jughead in every living moment and he treated it so casually, was he not even concerned for his own safety?!
He’d also been spending less time with you. You didn’t want to be clingy but with the sleuthing for the writing and the writing for now both his novel and the newspaper, he just didn’t have enough hours in the day. The two of you had a special bridge, south of Sweetwater River where he’d asked you to be his girlfriend a year ago. It was your special bridge, and you would always meet there to just sit in comfortable silence, or talk and reflect about what was going on in your lives, think about the future and try and laugh through your existential crisis. You treasured those hours. They made you feel human, normal and alive in this crazy small town, which was being torn apart by this murder… piece by piece.
You hadn’t met there in weeks. You hadn’t kissed or embraced the boy you loved in weeks. Heck, you hadn’t had a proper, deep conversation with the boy you loved in weeks. That stung deep.
At first he was a little shocked, then he put his hands on my hips and slightly pushed me away.
“What happened to you today?”
“You always do that?”, I asked. “I mean, girl basically jumps on you and you push her away? Do you even get laid or just talk about it?”
“Alright, so I treated you the way you did treat me week before and now you wanna fuck?”
“I’m just done with this teasing”, I this point I almost shouted. “We’re gonna hook up, get over it and move on with our lives”, I said with demanding tone.
He didn’t say anything, just stared at me.
“And we’re not leaving this bathroom until you fuck me”, I crossed my arms and wanted to go and sit on the egde of bath.
But Monty’s hands, still on my hips, suddenly tightened, he pulled me closer and kissed me roughly. I tangled my fingers into his hair, when he squizzed my butt.
“Oh, and I’m done with your stupid rules”, he said between kisses, then his lips went down my neck and sucked my collarbone.
“Do you have some collarbone kink, or what?”, I hit his arm.
He grabbed my wirst a little too strong, but suprisingly I didn’t mind.
“Can you just shut the fuck up?”, he asked, looking into my eyes.
“Make me”, I dared him and didn’t have to wait long until he basically punched my lips with his.
The kisses got more and more sloppy, our breaths got heavier, Monty’s hands went all over my body. I unbottoned his shirt, took it of him and threw somewhere behind, it didn’t take long until he took of my dress.
He pulled me up and pinched me to the wall, I wrapped my legs around his hips. My hands went down on him, to unzip his pants, and that’s all it took for him to hardened. He reached to his pocket and took condom out of his wallet. He tried to open it, but his moves were so sloppy I thought I was gonna go crazy.
“Oh for fuck’s sake”, I snatched it from his hand, opened with my teeth and put it on him, all of this while looking straight into Monty’s eyes.
“Go on, Monty”, I nodded my head letting him get inside me.
He pulled my panties down, slowly slided in, I bit my lips trying not to make any noices.
“God, you’re so tight”, he whispered putting his forehead on mine.
My legs wrapped stronger around him as he started thrusting in and out. I was about to start moaning, when someone knocked the door.
“Y/N? Are you there?”, we heard Jessica asking. Monty put his hand on my lips before anything came out of my mouth.
I looked at him with eyes wide open. He took a deep breath and said, “She’s throwing up”, trying to sounds normal.
“Oh my God, Y/N, are you okay?”, she asked really concerned.
I nodded my head, letting Monty take his hand off my lips.
“Yeah, I’m good, I just need a minute”, I said.
“Why… Why is Montgomery in there?”
God, just fuck off, Jess, I thought.
“He’s holding my hair away from my face”, I quickly made up a response.
“Don’t worry, Jess, I’ll take care of her”, he said with cocky grin on his face, as his hand was rubbing my thigh.
“Okay, Y/N, listen, there should be spare toothbrush in the shelf above the sink, you can brush your teeth, when you’ll be done”, I rolled my eyes, waiting for her to go away.
Suddenly, Monty thrusted in me, I had to bite his arm trying not to moan.
“Montgomery, don’t”, I whispered into his ear.
“I brought you water”, Jessica continued,”I will leave it here for you.”
“Thanks, I love you”, I said, hoping she would finally go.
“Be quiet, or everybody will find out”, Monty rubbed his nose on my neck.
He started thrusting in me again, I scratched his back trying to keep him as close to me as possible. Heavy breaths were all we could go away with, but it was harder and harder to stay quiet.
“Mont…”, I moaned as quietly as I could.
“Fuck”, his hands tightened on my body. He started pumping faster. “You feel so good”, he whispered. One of his hand started rubbing my clit.
“Oh my…”, my body shook. “Monty, I’m gonna…”
“I know, come on, babe”, he started kissing my neck as if he knew it was my weak spot.
I clawed onto his arms, he scratched my hip, and when final wave of pleasure came for both of us he kissed me and I bit his lips so hard I could almost taste his blood.
My muscles loosened up, Monty stopped thrusting into me, and laid his forehead on my shoulder. I played with his hair, trying to calm my breath.
“You can put me down now, you know?”, I giggled.
He gave me one last rough kiss and put me on the floor.
I dressed up again, Monty threw used condom and wrapping to the bin.
“Your hair looks like shit, you know”, I said, looking at him. Well it definitely wasn’t his perfect hairstyle anymore.
“Have you seen yourself in the mirror?”, he asked. “You basically have ‘I just had sex’ written on your face”.
I came up to the mirror.
“Fuck”, I groaned.
My hair were tangled, my cheeks were blushed and I had weird, definitely not post thowing up, glow on my face. I opened a shelf a took spare toothbrush Jessica told me about, found toothpaste and started brushing my teeth. Montgomery looked at me confused.
“What? I’m brushing my teeth after throwing up”, I mumbled with mouth full of foam.
I took last quick glance at his abs, when he starting bottoning his shirt. Not quick enough though, cause he noticed it.
“You like some good abs, huh?”, he smirked.
“Not gonna lie, girls like some good abs and jawline”, I shrugged my arms.
“You know, you can call me some time and I can some you some abs, you can show me some other things”, he came closer behind me and put his hands on my hips.
“Monty”, I turned around to face him, “it was one time action, alright? I teased you, you teased me, we finished it in Jessica’s bathroom.”
“Don’t you say”, he looked down at our hips touching.
“Let’s go”, I said, moved away from him and went to the door. As I was unlocking, he quickly grabbed my ass.
“Stop doing this”, I patted his hand.
“I didn’t hear you complaining few minutes ago.”
“You’re a dick”, I opened the door, stormed out of the bathroom, grabbed bottled up water Jessica left for me and went downstairs…
On Monday during lunch break I was sitting with few people when suddenly Jessica came up i basically threw her phone on the table.
“Look at this!”, she shouted to all of us pointing at the picture on her phone.
“What are we looking at?”, I asked.
“This is the corner of the condom wrapping”.
“Aaaand?”, Jeff encouraged her to keep talking.
“Somebody had sex in my bathroom!”, she shouted again.
“Jess!”, I tried to keep her quiet while looking around to check how many people had turned around.
Oh God,I’m screwed, I thought.
“What’s up boys and girls?”, Justin and Monty came to the table.
“Somebody…” Jess started shouting again.
“Somebody have some fun in Jessica’s bathroom during the party and left something”, Sheri interrupted her with quieter tone and showed guys the picture.
“Jess, it was a party, things like this just happen, don’t make drama”, Montgomery rolled his eyes.
“Okay, cool, but can people at least clean after they’re done?”, she crossed her arms. “ I’d be dead if my dad found it”.
“But he didn’t, another happy ending in your bathroom”, I put my thumb up and stuffed my mouth with food, which was typical for me - stress eating.
For the whole time I didn’t even looked at Monty, being paranoid someone would somehow found out. I ignored him to the point, when he said he’s gotta go for a chemistry, I waved at him while scrolling through my instagram feed.
“Hey, Y/N”, Justin kicked me under the table.
“Ouch, what?”, I started rubbing place on my leg he kicked, knowing the bruise would show up before the end of the day.
“Don’t you two have Chemistry together?”, he asked.
“Right. Yes. We have”, I patted my head and giggled nervously. “See you later guys”, I grabbed my bag and went with Monty, who was cracking up trying not to laugh.
“To be honest, I don’t have to do anything, you gonna give us out with your weird actions” he said when we had left the cafeteria.
“Shut up, I’ll start acting normal, it’s just that piece of wrapping…“
“There were probably more people in that bathroom that night, some of them probably had sex…”
Some freshman kid accidentaly walked in Monty, and him being, well, him, grabbed kid by shirt and pushed to the wall.
“Watch where you’re walking”, he said.
“I’m… I’m… I’m sorry”, kid picked up his books from the floor and quickly walked away.
“I’m embarassed just by standing next to you”, I said. “What was that for?”
“He walked in me”, Monty clearly didn’t see anything wrong about his hehaviour.
“That’s not what you do, when someone walks in just by accident!”
I spotted girl walking down the hall, looking down at the phone, I started walking towards her, pretending I’m looking for something in my bag and soon we walked into each other. After few ‘sorry’s’, ‘no, no, it’s okay”, she walked away.
I turned to Monty.
“See? That’s what you should do.”
“I have reputation, I can’t loose my face”
“Reputation of a bully. You know more people would like you if actually stopped bulling everyone”.
He didn’t say anything, just rolled his eyes.
When lessons had finished Jessica, Sheri and I went for cheer practice.
“Okay girls, we have busy next week”, coach told when we were stretching before practice. “We have an assembly on Tuesday, basketball game on Wednesday and baseball game on Friday and we’re doing all of them.“
“Since when we do cheerleading on baseball games?”, Sheri asked.
“It’s still just an idea, we’ll do it once and see if it works. There is one more thing”, Mrs. Montez chuckled. “I spoke to the teams’ coaches and you know, it’ll be firsts games of the seasons, and the opponents are hard, um, that’s what they said, so they asked if you could, you know distract them a little bit?”, she was clearly uncomfortable asking for that.
Oh, somebody thought cheerleading is all about supporting your team and spreading good energy or something? Bullshit. It was mostly about distracting the other team with short skirts and splits.
“I guess we can shake ass a little”, Jessica snorted.
We performed on basketball game during halftime. We danced to Selena Gomez’s Me & My Girls* and let’s just say that me winking and mouthing lyrics, and I always lip sync during performance, like “I know we’re making you thirsty” or “You can look but don’t touch, I’m not here to hook up, I’m just here to turn on” did not help the other team stay concentrated on the game.
Monty was watching everything from the bleachers, I glanced at him few times just to see him basically eye-fucking me.
Liberty Tigers won, with Zach being MVP of the game, as usual, after few celebrating jumps and handsprings I started picking up my stuff.
“I have a question, but promise you won’t slap me”, Monty suddenly showed up next to me.
“Just hearing this makes me wanna slap you”, I said without looking at him.
“Whatever, I’ll take the risk. You wanna hook up sometime?”, he asked.
“Subtle”, I sighed and turned to face him. “Thank you, but no. See you around”,
I took my bag, passed him and went to my car.
“Oh come on, you liked it last time”, he cought me up.
“Monty, half of the girls in this school wish they could make out with a devil, it’s you, go molest someone else”, I rolled my eyes.
“Then why did you teased me with that winking and cocky smiles during dancing?”
I bit my lower lip. Fine, maybe I was teasing him a little bit again, but this little fucker deserved it.
“You’re sucker for this cheerleader suit, huh?”, I laughed throwing my bag at the backseat.
“Fine, maybe there is some sexual tension between us”, I finally admitted, “but it doesn’t mean we have to do something about it.”
“It’s unhealty, you know?”
Suddenly I came up with something. He played baseball and damn, he was good, but not THAT good. Plus home run wasn’t easy to score.
“Okay, we’ll make a bet”, I said finally.
“I’m listening” he smiled and leaned on my car.
“It will be baseball metaphor, and I’m not too good at it, so focus”, I cleared my throat. “You do home run on Friday’s game, you get third base with me”, I said looking him straight in the eyes.
He squinted his eyes, took a deep breath, and answered, “Deal”.
He fucking did it. Not only that he got home run. He got two. We did the same performance we had done at basketball game, I lipsynced, winked, when he was going to batter’s field I accidentally droppen one pompom and bent down to reach it, knowing he was looking at me, everything just to distract him at least a little bit, but no, the second he hit the ball, everyone new it was gonna be a home run.
“Fuck”, I mumbled at it took me good few seconds before I realised I should cheer.
Before his second home run, he literally pointed at me.
“What was that about?”, Justin was seating at the bleacher above the place where cheerleaders were standing and he could talk to us.
“We made a bet”, I said. “About, umm, chemistry project”.
Before he could answer something Montgomery Fucking de la Cruz got his second home run.
“Well, looks like he’s not gonna do much about that project”, Foley said after everyone stopped cheering.
“Yeah, looks like whole work’s gonna be on me…”, I sighed as I spotted Monty winking at me.
*This song is dirty as fuck, just like this whole fandom, trust me
Let me know what you think, hope you like it even though it’s a mess lol
When you put the finishing touches to something you’ve been working on for days and it looks completely different and you’re like “holy shit who made this?? this is so nice???”
Anyway! These pieces and all the other ones will be up for sale tomorrow! If you want to see them all just search the tag “gingerandstitches” on my blog (sorry, I’m on mobile!), for the rest just stay tuned and I’ll put info here! 😙💖