The Paladins had just finished training and were sitting in the lounge when Coran burst in, grinning widely.
“Hey, how are you doing, Paladins? I have some great news for you! Allura and I have decided to give you guys a short uh, holiday, as you humans call it. We are currently orbiting a planet that is very similar to your planet, Earth, and we should be able to spend 2 days there.”
Cheers rang through the room, a thrilled chatter developing. Everyone talked, brining up memories that were somewhat lost during the galactic battle they were fighting.
Eventually, Allura entered the room, joining in about how she had an equivalent to a tent (it was almost as big as Keith’s house) and that they could set it up to enjoy the wildlife. The Paladins were buzzing with excitement.
The next morning, the castle was already stationed on the planet.
The team spilled out of the castle, lugging with them camping supplies. They did not have to walk long to find a decent clearing to set up camp, and according to Coran’s radar, there was a huge body of water in walking distance.
The Paladins explored, and discovered that the detected water was an ocean! They planned for the next day, then slept off the night after fire-roasted goo and some yarns.
“SANDCASTLE COMPETITION!” Lance called out.
“Oh, you’re on.” Keith growled.
The team was having a blast at the beach. Even though they were all wearing swimming suits, none of them had gotten into the water. Yet.
Allura, Coran, and Pidge sat under a beach umbrella, observing the others. Lance and Keith were furiously building with the sand, and Hunk and Shiro helped, filling buckets with sand or water to aid the sand carpenters.
After Lance had beat Keith, he turned to Pidge, taking in her small form wrapped tightly in a concealing towel under the shade of the umbrella.
“Come on, Pidge! Join us!” Lance whined. Pidge sighed, turning to Allura and Coran, who just smiled supportively and gave her a thumbs-up.
Pidge slowly stood up and shed the towel, revealing a lacy white bikini that flaunted a green V- shaped pattern for Voltron.
Shiro gently ruffled her hair. “It suits you, Pidge.”
Even as Pidge moved to join the group that was now finally entering the water, Lance stared at the spot that Pidge had just been standing in.
White bikini laced across a backdrop of caramel skin. Cheerful laugh, like a bell, continuous as she loped into the waves.
Lance shook himself out of the memory, forcing his legs to move from the spot he had been rooted to. He couldn’t let it get to him.
Soon, Lance had forgotten all about it. He laughed, splashing Hunk.
“Wait! Hey, Lance, look! I found a crab!” Lance looked at the tiny crab that skittered around in Hunk’s hand.
“Look, Lance! A crab! Isn’t he so small and cute?”
Lance shoved the thought out of his head, quickly masking his dazed look with a grin.
When it was time to go, Lance couldn’t stop the same words sliding out of his mouth.
“Do we have to go, Allura?”
“Do we have to go, Mamá?”
“Yes, but there’s always tomorrow.”
“Yes, but there’s always tomorrow.”
Lance had made sure that everyone was asleep before slipping on his boots and sliding outside. He drifted over to the beach, hidden by the dark night.
“You’re on, hermano!”
“Lance, walk in the water with your hermana, please?” “Yes, Mamá!”
Bright sun tanning open skin, sand creamy white, waves hungry and lapping at my feet.
Lance didn’t even realize he was crying until he choked on a sob. The Cuban boy sank to his knees as he started to weep. He didn’t even try to stop himself, instead nestling himself against a large, smooth rock into a comforting position.
Keith had woken overnight, instantly noting the absence of Lance. He hopped to his feet, running into the night in search of the blue paladin.
Keith was drawn to the shore by a faint sniffling. He looked around, finding a crumpled figure against a rock.
“Lance?” At. his name, the brunette looked up. Upon recognizing who the other boy was, Lance turned his back to Keith.
“Go away, Keith.”
Keith rolled his eyes, going over to crouch by Lance.
“If there’s something wrong-”
“I said GO AWAY!” Lance whipped around, shoving Keith out of the way as he abruptly stood, starting to walk away.
“Lance! What’s up with you?! I’m trying to help you!”
“WELL I DON’T NEED YOUR HELP!” Lance’s voice cracked, and he turned his back to Keith once again, sitting on a flat rock that faced the water.
Keith huffed, stubbornly walking to the front of Lance and placing his hands on Lance’s shoulders.
“Now tell me what’s wrong.” Lance tried to squirm away, but Keith kept his hands firmly planted on Lance’s shoulders. This only made Lance cry harder as he weakly tried to push Keith away.
“Just leave me alone.” Lance sobbed. Keith sat down next to Lance, tentatively wrapping his arms around the other boy.
To Keith’s surprise, Lance hugged back, and buried his face into Keith’s shoulder.
“I miss home.” Lance sniffled, as Keith absentmindedly stroked Lance’s hair. They sat like that for a while, and eventually, Lance slowly pulled back.
“Thanks, Keith. You know, I don’t hate you.” Keith was taken aback.
Lance turned to Keith with a sad, broken smile on a tear-streaked face, highlited by moonlight.
“You remind me of my hermano.” And with that, Lance walked away into the shadows, leaving Keith sitting, bewildered, on the rock.
Ever since Hayes moved to LA we’ve been hanging out more. We met back when he was younger. We hung out maybe once or twice but he had stayed in North Carolina for a little while longer then a few years later moved out to LA were I was. When he moved out here he reached out to me and we started hanging out more.
I drove over to hayes’ place that he shares with a bunch of friends. I walked into the backyard and saw him in the pool with zan. He looks over and sees me.
“Hey Y/N” he smiles. I smile and wave.
“Come swim!” he says. I nod. I take off my shorts and shirt and I’m left in my bikini. I walk over and zan jumps out of the pool and greets me. I pet his wet head and bend down and he gives me kisses. I look up and see Hayes staring at me biting his lip. I shake it off. I sit on the edge of the pool.
“Get in” Hayes says swimming over. I shake my head. He gives a pouty look.
“Please” he says His hands going on my thighs traveling up them. I shake my head. His hands continue to travel and the reach the band of my bikini bottoms. His fingers lace under them and he holds my hips. I could feel my body ache a little. He picked me up…he was suprisngly strong. He lowered me into the water kissing at my stomach and then my chest.When I was fully in the water he leaned in and was kissing on my jawline and my neck nipping at my neck every few seconds.
“Hayes” I say letting out the breath I didn’t know I was holding in.
“Mhmm?” he hums against my skin. He starts sucking on my sweetspot on my neck. I let out a small moan. I feel him smirk against my skin. His hands grip my hips and he pushes me against him. My arms wrap around his neck. His lips find mine and he starts kissing me. I ignore his tounge swiping at my lip asking for entrance. He pushes against me again and I open my mouth a little and he slips his tounge in. His tounge works wonders in my mouth. I pull my lips apart from his.
“Hayes…” I say breathless.
“Yes baby girl” he says. My heart skips a beat. Me and Hayes were close but not dating. I did like him but right now that does not matter. I bite my lip. His hands moved up and down my sides. I feel his hard on my heat. I gasp and move closer to him.
“I need you” I breathe out into hayes’ ear. He. Pulls us apart and he grabs my hand and swims to the pool stairs and we quickly move. Once we are out of the pool He stops, turns around and grabs my waist and then pushes me lightly against the wall. He puts his lips onto mine. He pushes into me making me want him so bad. I pull away.
“Hayes stop playing” i whine. He laughs. He grabs my hand and he walks us to his room. One we are in his room I close the door and he pushes me against the door and slams our lips together. His hands snake around my waist then make their way to my butt and he grabs and squeezed my butt. He pulls our lips apart.
“We don’t have much time the guys should be back soon” he says breathless. I nod. He kisses me again and moves closer to me. He bends down a little and taps my thigh signaling me to jump and I obey. He moves us over to his bed and puts me in the bed…one arm on one side of me and the other on my right hip. His hands moved quickly roaming my body and then removing both mine and his swim suits. Hayes moves his lips all over my body starting at my neck and moving down to my heat. I needed him now. His tounge kicked line straight up to my heat. He kissed in my clit and slowly started sucking it. My heart skipped. My hands moved down to his wet hair. I laced my hands in his hair pulling at every suck he gave. He removed his lips and blew on my sensitive clit. He looked up at me and I have him a pouty face. He moves up to my lips and kisses me. Without warning he slams his dick into me. It took a few seconds to adjust. He clearly was bigger. His started slow. I bucked my hips up with every thrust. His hand grabs ok n my hip and holds it down. He grinded out body close, out chests hitting each other. I felt the knot in my stomach forming. I let out little moans and Hayes did the same. I then hear a door slam. Hayes looks at me.
“Your gonna have to be quiet” Hayes breaths in to my skin. I nod. He continues his thrusts. He bites down on my neck and starts sucking on my sweetspot again.
“Hayes” I moan scratching at his back. He removed his lips and looks at me.
“Quiet baby"he says out of breath. I nod and bite my lip. He thrusts soon start to become sloppy. The knot in my stomach starts to untie itself and my scratch harder at Hayes. I wrap my legs around him and we both reach our highs at the same time. I try so hard not to let out my moan but it still somehow escapes my mouth. I slap my hand against my mouth. Hayes look at me and laughs a little…he let’s out his moan again my skin. We ride out our highs. Hayes pulls out and lays next to me. I was breathless.
"Wow” I say breathless.
“I know” he says. His hand searches for mine and intertwines with mine. We lay there for a second until we hear footsteps coming closer to the door. We both look at each other.
Title: The Ocean on the Fourth Pairing: Finn Bálor/Reader Summary: I wanted him to be mine, but just like the ocean, he belonged to no one. Word Count: 2,090 Warnings: cute shit? Tagging: @rebelfleur22 A/N: This seriously got away from me. I can never just make things short and sweet dammit. I hope you all enjoy!
Key: Y/N = Your Name, L/N = Your Last Name, H/C = Your Hair Color, E/C = Your Eye Color
Warnings: Cursing. Nothing else that I could tell. Let me know if I missed anything!
Summary: It’s the first day of summer! Your boyfriend decides to throw a party to celebrate. You don’t know how you are going to keep your recent secret hidden at this party.
Author’s Note: So I actually got a tattoo for my birthday at the convention I went to. MegaCon has had tattoo artists there for awhile and I finally was able to get a tattoo. I personally got two Mickey balloons (I can post pictures and an explanation on my blog if you all really want to know or see more). But then my family came over to swim on Memorial Day and I couldn’t go swimming because of my tattoo. So then I thought of this story! I hope you all enjoy!
This is another personal piece, I promise I am working on requests and my various series. It just takes a long time! Thank you for all your patience and support!
If you would like to be tagged in any of my future pieces (All Works, Specific Fandoms, or Specific Multi-Parts), please let me know! And as always, feedback is greatly appreciated!
The Avengers: Crime fighting team, Defeaters of Hydra, and your family. You moved to the city awhile back in order to escape your family and start over. Your parents were criminals and barely in your life as is. You lived with your older brother and sister for the most part. But then your brother got married and your sister started grad school, so you took whatever money you had and left. You were living in a shitty apartment in a sketchy side of town. After an encounter with a scummy thief, you found out that you were superhuman. You had telekinesis. This raised the eyebrows of Shield, and now here you are: An Avenger. Living with the best family you could ask for.
Knowing this, it was difficult to keep one huge secret from them: Your relationship with Tony. Yes, there was an age gap between the two of you. But you two had come to terms with that and accepted it. The age didn’t matter. It was the happiness that you both have gotten out of being with each other that really mattered. You were each other’s support systems, shoulders to cry on, cuddle buddies, best friends, and each other’s everything. And while you two have accepted the age gap, you didn’t know how the team would react. So you kept it under wraps, just to be safe.
Today marked 8 months of being with Tony. It was also the first day of summer, and it was the first time in awhile that the whole team was able to relax and hang out in the tower. Tony being Tony took advantage of this and called everyone for a pool party. You had gotten the mass text with the information as you were heading back to your room from being out for a few hours. You planned on just hiding in your room and relaxing. But then a familiar voice accompanied some knocks on your door.
“(Y/N)! Come on! Get your swim suit on and let’s go!”
You had just sat down. Groaning, you got up and opened the door. Tony was standing in his trunks and a white tank top with his favorite sunglasses and a smile on his face. This all made it that much harder to tell him you weren’t going.
“Hey, T. I think I’m just going to relax in here today. I’m tired and a bit sore.” You tried to give him a look of pleading, but he wasn’t having it.
“Nope. This is the first time in months that everyone is home and relaxing. We are all going to the pool and swimming, playing games, drinking a bit, and being together. That includes you, missy.” You pouted, but he then pushed himself into your room a little bit and held your hands in his. “Please, sweetheart? If you come out, we can do whatever you want to do tonight.”
You couldn’t object to that. So you rolled your eyes and sighed. He knew he had won, so he gently took your chin in his fingers and pulled you into a kiss. It was short and sweet. You both were smiling when you pulled away, his smile bigger than yours.
“Fine. Go ahead and start without me. I’ll meet everyone upstairs in 10 minutes. I need to find my bathing suit and coverup. They’re somewhere in the back of my dresser.”
“Don’t take too long, babe. Or I will come up here and drag you to the pool.” You both chuckled before he kissed you one more time and left. You shut the door and turned around to your dresser.
as it gets closer and closer to swimming suit seasons i just wanna remind all us “hairy” girls out there that you’re valid in whatever you wanna wear. don’t feel obligated to shave or cover up because someone tells you that the hair on your stomach is too dark, or your arm hair shows too much. rock whatever the hell you want. your body is just as much a “bikini body” as the next person, so never feel embarrassed by the way you are. girls with darker/more hair are just as beautiful in whatever suit they wear compared to the next girl.
In the past years, you’d been seeing your old childhood friend, Dongmin, less frequently. Mainly because both his acting and singing careers had taken off, and you were in the midst of your last year at university. When you have seen him recently, you had met a couple of his members at a time. They always liked to tag along with Dongmin when you would hang out.
But today, all of ASTRO, you, and their manager were crammed in a car for a beach day on one of Dongmin’s rare days off. He didn’t get as many vacation days as the others due to his acting career, so you cherished whenever you could see your friend.
In fact, there was even a few times that he has to cancel last-minute but sent one of the other members to keep you company. Usually it was Jinwoo that came to spend time with you when Dongmin couldn’t, and you just assumed it was because he was a responsible leader and a good friend to Dongmin. But lately you’d found yourself wanting to text him and ask to hang out all on your own, without Dongmin having to send him to you.
Springs in the Summer (Alexander Hamilton x Reader)
Hey guys! This is actually a combination of requests. Since two of them were so similar, I just decided to combine them instead of writing two incredibly similar stories. This one-shot includes the requests of “I Can’t Swim!” (with Ham my man) and “Hamilton and the other revolutionaries seeing you in a swimming costume for the first time.” Also, I figured knocking two birds with one stone would be great, considering I didn’t post yesterday; since I graduated from high school! I won awards for high honors, and got my ropes for music honors society, latin honors society and the international thespian society. Thank you for all your kind words and encouragements during my finals, you guys really mean the world to me. But without any further ado, lets get FLUFFING.
The creek gurgled and bubbled cool water beneath your feet as you felt the unforgiving rays of the sun inflict themselves upon your complexion. You were going to miss this place.
Today was the armies last day working in the area, with the battle already won, there was nothing left to do but pack up and move to the next location for another battle. Although, being a revolutionary war nurse, you often moved from place to place, but for some strange reason, you felt this particular area resonate with you more so than any other had. The camp was surrounded by an oasis of fresh, green grass littered with colorful summer flowers and tall oak trees. However, your favorite feature was always the large creek, an astonishing seven feet deep, that cool,crisp water calmly flowed in. You stood there for a few minutes, watching the occasional fish dart by, or leaf from a nearby tree flutter through the air, then gently land on top of the current, to be swept away and deposited into the nearby pond.
You wondered how this sanctum and the revolutionary war could possibly exist in the same world, at the same time.
“Hey.” a voice suddenly said behind you, making you jump at the sudden disruption.
You spun around, startled. Sure enough, it was the major general’s right hand man himself. He always seemed to be running into you.
“Alexander!” you gasped, hand clutched firmly to the front of your uniform, as if to prevent your heart leaping out of your chest.
“My God, you almost scared the life out of me.”
“Sorry,” he replied, “I couldn’t help but stop and notice the impeccable beauty.”
You nodded your head in agreement. “This place truly is a work of God above.”
He huffed, his flirtation sailing right over your head.
“Say,” he began again, “the other revolutionaries as well as myself are all going in for a dip in about ah hour, would you like to come?” His brown, shoulder-length hair fluttered a bit in the gentle breeze.
You were taken back a bit by his request. Typically the nurses didn’t take part in any of the revolutionaries’ celebrations or parties. The men, they said, always were too loud and too drunk. And not to mention, wearing a swim suit around the men would be an adventure all on its own. Most of these men had not seen a woman dressed in anything less revealing than a typical nurse uniform for months. Still, you were quite fond of Hamilton, and wanted to spend your last few hours in the heavenly place with him.
“Yes,” you replied. “I would like that very much.”
He grinned his trademark sly grin, “Very well.”
He grabbed your hand and kissed your knuckles softly.
“I will see you back here in an hour’s time.”
He turned and walked away, the tail of his coat gently flapping behind his as he returned to his tent, probably to write. You turned back to the creek and inhaled a deep breath of fresh air, watching the water gently tumble over the smooth stones that bordered it.
You could already hear a group of men splashing and laughing in the creek as you made your way towards it. It was nice to see them like this, having fun and enjoying themselves. More often than not, they were on the battlefield, risking their lives for what they believed in, while seeing their comrades massacred. It was nice to see the humanity they still had in them. You couldn’t help but smile to yourself as they began a splash fight, looking like little kids. You kept you hand firmly clasped on the bed sheet you had wrapped around your body that doubled as both a cover-up and towel to be used eventually. Not that you had any intentions of swimming, but just to lay on the ground and sit on while you read your book and watched the commotion. You saw Hamilton and his friends, Lafayette, Laurens and Mulligan all in the creek, appearing to be partaking in a game of chicken. Laurens sat on Lafayette’s shoulders while Hamilton perched on Mulligan’s, and the top half wrestled as the bottom tier tried to keep their balance, impaired by the fighting men on top of them.
Finally approaching a spot under the shade of a large tree, you set the book down on the ground, and began to unwrap the bed sheet that covered you. As you slowly removed it, you felt several pairs of eyes fall onto your body. You were wearing a dark-blue two piece bathing suit (one pieces were hard to come by these days due to fabric conservation) the bottom half started at your mid-waist and stopped at the bottom of your hip bone, while the top piece was a halter, wrapping around your neck for support, your breasts slightly spilling out of it. The crowd grew quieter as you stood in the open with such a revealing outfit on, bending down to smooth out your blanket. When you sat down and looked back out on the crowd, you saw that just about everyone’s head was fixed in your direction, and the chicken game that had been going on completely stopped, all four men remaining in position, but gawking at you. You blushed and cracked your book open, trying to take some attention off yourself. The noise eventually resumed, the men going back to their games or conversation, but you felt their occasional glances. Alexander and his gang still stared, when Laurens said something you couldn’t hear. Whatever it was, it caused all the men to laugh, and Alexander blushed as he completely shoved John off of Lafayette’s shoulders, sending him crashing into the water.
You sat with your book, enjoying it and passing the time. It was good to feel some rays of sun on your skin. Most of the time you were cooped up in the hospital tent, and your complexion suffered because of that.
Suddenly, drops of water began hitting the paper pages of your novel. It couldn’t be raining, could it? But you found the source as soon as you looked up, a drenched Alexander smiling down at you, beads of water dripping off of his hair and onto your precious book.
“Coming in?” he asked, eager to get back into the water, his crew anxiously waiting for you.
“No thanks, Alex. I’m not entirely fond of swimming,” you responded, dodging your secret.
“Aw, come on… the water’s great,” he pouted, still hanging above you.
“I’ll take your word for it,” you said while smiling, returning to your book and wordlessly dismissing him.
“Fine, have it your way.” he replied, turning around and walking back to the creek. You saw him turn to his friends, and say something while gesturing his head towards you. They smiled, and all clamored out of the water together.
You shot Hamilton a confused look as his friends walked away from the pool. He replied with a large, toothy smile. You shrugged and continued reading your book, ignoring the odd exchange.
Suddenly, an arm reached out from behind you and your book was snatched from your hands. You spun around to meet nose-to-nose with a very mischievous looking Laurens, beaming at you.
You raised your eyebrows at him, then two hands wrapped around your wrists, while another two seized your ankles. You realized it was Lafayette with the tight grip on your ankles, while Mulligan held your wrists. Before you could realize what was happening, they had lifted you up in the air and were quickly carrying you towards the spring.
“Wait, let go!” you screeched, trying to tug your hands out of their grasp, to no avail.
“Calm down, amour eux,” Lafayette grinned as they took position by the side of the water. “It’ll make this easier.”
“ONE!” all four men called out, as they swung your body towards the water.
You fought their hold and shrieked as they swung you away from the water, building up momentum for the next swing.
“TWO!” they yelled again, you began to panic as they swung you towards the water again, realizing you were running out of time.
As they guided your body away from the water, building up power for one last swing.
“Wait! I can’t…I can’t…” you cried out frantically.
You felt their grips loosen and release as you flew through the air.
“I can’t swim!” you screamed out as your body crashed deep into the water.
The cool, crisp water enveloped your body and you heard the laughs of fellow soldiers, watching the display from land.
Your animal instincts quickly kicked in, as you began clawing at the water around you, trying to find the surface. The current began gently guiding you downstream.
You desperately writhed in the water and tried to manage your remaining oxygen supply. However, as time crept on and you continued to thrash, you felt your lungs burning in need of air. You continued to try and paddle your war up to the surface, to no avail. You felt yourself being carried even further down the spring.
As much as you tried to resist it, your natural instincts took over as you opened your mouth, and sucked in a large mass of water to try and appease your lungs. You suddenly felt very tired, and seemed at peace with yourself, stopped fighting and let the water caress your skin. Alexander was right. The water was great. Black dots began appearing, growing larger and larger as they ate at your vision.
Suddenly the world was black. Peaceful. Silent.
You sensed large crash behind you, as your body decided it was content with the water in your lungs, and began to shut down.
You weren’t even startled by the hands that hooked under your arms, and began dragging you upwards. Your limp body followed their tug. You began feeling a solid, rough surface underneath you as you were dragged to the shore, and an ear pressed to your chest. Then you a different pair of hands support your head, as a pair of lips connected with yours, and their deep exhale filled your mouth. Then, hands pushed firmly down at the area where your sternum ended.
One, two, three.
The pair of lips returned to yours, filling you with air, then returning to push down on your sternum.
One, two, three.
The pattern continued on, before you began coughing, sputtering up mouthfuls of wateras the man propping your head up turned it, so you didn’t choke. Water splashed onto the ground as it left your lungs, and you were able to open your eyes, vision slowly returning along with control over your body as you desperately filled your burning lungs with air. You looked up, and saw Laurens holding your head, and Alexander hovering above you, pausing the CPR, with terrified eyes. Several other soldiers stood around, worried expressions on their faces and trying to help, but with really no way to.
You slowly steadied your breathing from frantic breaths into slow, calmer ones. Everyone had their eyes locked on you, waiting for some kind of declaration that you were okay.
“Sorry…about…that…” you breathed, as everyone breathed out a collective sigh.
Hamilton gathered you into a hug and you hung limply, your muscles still a bit week from the sudden loss of control.
“Oh God, don’t ever scare me like that again (Y/N)…”
You managed to place your hand on his back, trying to comfort him.
“It’s okay, I’m fine.” you cooed.
The crowd slowly began to disperse as they realized you were fine, leaving only Laurens, Mulligan, Lafayette, Hamilton and you.
“So…ah, we’re…uh…really-” Hercules began.
“Pardon,” Lafayette finished.
“It’s okay,” you quickly responded, not trying to press guilt on any of the men. “You didn’t know, you were just trying to involve me in the fun. No need for an apology.” you smiled, before feeling an immense pressure in your lungs and sputtering up more water, Laurens hand gently guiding your head, making sure you wouldn’t choke.
Once you were finished, you looked back at him and smiled.
He returned the grin.
“So…I take it you would like to go back to your tent?” Hamilton offered, trying to get out of the area where you almost lost your life.
“Yes, please.” you responded.
You struggled to get to your feet, and Lafayette quickly rushed to your side and supported you, while Hamilton took the other side. Hercules gently laid your blanket over your shoulders, covering you, and handed your book to Alexander. You felt blood rush to your legs and awaken them as you attempted to walk. Lafayette and Hamilton practically supported all of your weight during the first few steps, where you practically mimicked a baby deer with your wobbly legs. Eventually, you could walk quite comfortably, and Lafayette kissed the side of your head before parting off in the direction of his tent.
“Feel better, petit cerf,” he said before walking towards his tent.
Hamilton remained by your side and continued to walk you back to your tent as the other men wished you a healthy recovery and made their way back to their tents. you wobbled along with Hamilton, before completely gaining back the strength in your legs, and only having to slightly lean into Hamilton’s shoulder for support. You approached the tent, and you both stood in front of the opening, as you both knew you did not want to go inside just yet.
“Thank you.” you said, breaking the silence.
He looked taken aback.
“Me? For what? I basically told my friends to drown you.”
You chuckled slightly.
“As I said before, there’s no reason to feel guilty. You didn’t intend for that to happen. And I should thank you for jumping in after me, by the way.”
He smiled and hung his head down.
“Ah, it’s the least I could do.”
Silence. You both looked at each other longingly.
“You know,” he suddenly started, “I was hoping our first kiss would be under less life-threatening circumstances.”
“Ah,” you agreed. “At least we have an ample amount of time to make up for it.”
He smiled. You both slowly moved towards each other, he having to dip his head down slightly as your lips connected into a soft, passionate kiss.
You kissed again, not breaking the contact, feeling his silky, warm lips.
You parted, and then softly buried your head into his shoulder. His head leaned down onto yours, pressing you into him.
“That was really scary.”
“I know.” he responded, kissing the side of your head.
You slowly drew off of him, taking his hands into yours.
“I really should start packing the supplies, we leave pretty early tomorrow.” you started.
“You’re sure you can manage?” he asked, still willing to help you.
“I think I’m fine thank you,” you smiled up at his reassuringly.
“Well then, I’d better get going, Washington probably needs me by now.”
“I’ll see you tomorrow.” you said, half statement and half question.
“Definitely,” he said as he pressed a kiss to your cheeks. “I’ll see you in the morning, my love.”
“I look forward to it.”
He smiled at you, then began to walk back to his tent. You watched as he became smaller and smaller, then disappeared behind the flaps of the tent. You could see his figure as he pumped his fists in the hair, jumped up and down and let out a victory cry.
What a dork.
The breeze flowed softly, and you directed your attention back down to the babbling creek, small but still visible in the distance. The leaves on the branches shoot, and you heard the chirping of birds and soft whispering of the long, wild grass as it gave way to the wind.
How crazy is it. You thought.
That little paradises such as this live in the same world and timeframe as a horrendous war.
And how crazy is it, that in the middle of it all, were people as incredible as Hamilton.
RFA + V + Unknown
with an MC worried about their stretch marks
(AN: Hey there! I
wanted to do something to do with body positivity and I personally have stretch
marks, especially on my hips, so I thought I would write something about that!
I personally don’t
really mind my stretch marks? But I know some people do and I want to say this:
be proud of your body. Be proud of yourself. Everyone is beautiful in their own
ways, and stretch marks don’t change that. In fact, I believe they add to it!
And if hearing it from me doesn’t help, you’re about to hear it from all the
boys and Jaehee, because they agree with me!
The MC in some of
these wears a dress, so if you don’t like wearing a dress you might not be able
to relate so well, my apologies ;;
Here it is the very last part of my first fanfiction story *-* Thank you all for supporting me ♥♥♥
Summary: After everything you have been through, you finally would get your happy ending. You have two beautiful kids. The twins Freya and Finley. You have the best friends in the world. The Avengers. And you will be marrying the love of your life, becoming Mrs. Barnes.
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James Buchanan Barnes not only saved me from the darkness that was lurking inside me, waiting for the right moment to drown me in it. He also loved me unconditionally and he gave me two wonderful kids. I adored him. I loved and respected him deeply. Just like our two kids, Freya and Finley.
Sometimes I even got a little jealous of their closeness with my fiancé. My fiancé. I smiled vaguely, admiring the ring on my left hand. The sun was shining just right through the ceiling-high window, throwing light on the blue diamond, making it twinkle magically.
When I asked Bucky why he chose this particular blue diamond ring, instead of a white diamond, he answered simply like it was the most obvious in the world, an exceptional woman like me, would also need to be given an uniquely seldom blue diamond.
God I loved that man with all my heart. I had to endure horrible things in my life before Bucky. But every time I sneak a peek of him playing with Freya and Finley, or the simple moments when he lays in bed sleeping peacefully next to me, I knew it was worth it. Bucky was worth it.
If I had to go through everything again, only for Bucky to wait for me at the end. I would do it in an instant. It was now a year and a half after Bucky’s proposal. Yesterday we had another date night. Just the two of us. Living with the Avengers had its privileges, like a tons of babysitters.
They loved our girl and boy dearly. Steve teared up when he heard Finley’s second name was Grant. He and Wanda nearly fought who was the best godparent. It was pathetic but also kind of cute to be honest.
The funniest was when the twins started crawling and even better when they started walking. I never imagined the mightiest superheroes running around the tower after babies, scared they might trip or bump into something.
By now Freya and Finley could say “Da-da” and “Ma-ma”, the rest was just babbling. The most adorable were their cooing though. Bucky and I still fought about what the first word was. I was sure it was “Ma-ma” while he insisted it was “Da-da”.
Wanda would always laugh at our arguments, when they came up at random times during the day. She even had the audacity to tell us she knows who was right, but wouldn’t tell us either way.
I was standing at the window still, grinning at the memories, when a knock on the door teared me off my day dreaming. “Hey, [Y/N]. Are you ready?” Steve peeked his head in. “Yeah, everything is packed.” I pointed to the luggages in the corner of the room, next to the door. “Great, then let me help carrying them. The others are waiting already for us. Let’s go.” He announced, gripping the larger two luggages, waiting for me to follow him out the door.
When the quinjet reached its destination and I stepped out of it with Finley on my right arm, I was speechless. In front of us was a giant beach house. It looked elegant stylish but still cozy. The beach house was in a truly exceptional location just above a large sandy beach. The crashing of the waves could be heard and the air smelled fresh and salty.
Myself with Finley and Bucky with Freya were the first to step through the threshold. We were immediately greeted by a huge living space and a window front at the end of the room. The ceiling in the entrance area was pretty high, the furniture was colored white, with some highlights of arctic blue and beige.
The beach theme was present in the whole beach house. It was beautiful and surprisingly not one bit swanky like I thought it would. It was one of Tony’s holiday lodges after all. He also was the one taking the wedding planning in his own hands. He needed to promise me first it wouldn’t be too much over the top.
I wanted to have a small wedding on the beach, only with the Avengers and my family. To be hundred percent sure Tony would contain himself, Wanda and Pietro watched over him. It was only logical considering they would be my bridesmaid and bridesman.
Tony would have the honor of walking me down the aisle, while Steve and Sam would accompany Bucky as his groomsmen, while Thor would officiate the wedding. It all just felt so unbelievable. In a few days I would be Mrs. Barnes, married by the god of thunder.
After everyone unpacked their stuff, we went down to the beach. The kids instantly started playing in the sand. Natasha and Clint were building sand castles with them. Bucky was sitting behind me, his arms embraced around my waist. His head was lying on my right shoulder, with every exhale of his warm breath a shiver ran up my spine.
“Are you still sure about becoming my wife, doll?” He whispered in my ear, with a hint of a smile in his voice. “I couldn’t be more sure, James.” Bucky kissed me right under the ear, making goosebump break out on my skin. “You know what it does to me, when you call me by my first name you little minx.” He practically purred. His cool metal hand wandered dangerously low, hidden under my shirt. I pulled his hand out from under the white fabric. “Behave! In a few days is our wedding night, then we will have all the time in the world for sexy times.” Bucky chuckled amused, his body shaking behind me. “Can’t wait.”
This was it. This was the day I finally would become Mrs. Barnes. My wedding dress was hanging in front of me, beside the mirror I was sitting at. While Wanda and Natasha styled my [Y/H/C] hair into a loose plait, I stole glances at my dress.
It was perfectly fitting for the whole beach wedding theme. The ivory colored dress was delicate, semi-translucent and jeweled with rhinestones from top to bottom. The back neckline was square-shaped and gave the fairy looking dress something sexy. To top it off, I would only wear a skin colored lace underwear number below.
I couldn’t wait for Bucky to get rid off my dress tonight. He already promised me a night I would never forget. Ever.
My mind reading best friend was luckily occupied with putting hair jewelry in the form of flowers and leaves into my plait. Another look into the mirror made my cheeks heat up, when Natasha smirked knowingly at me. Damn spy skills!
It didn’t help one bit, I was sitting only in mentioned underwear in front of Natasha and Wanda. To fuel my current state of embarrassment, Nat grabbed my blush garter, letting it dangle on her pointer finger before me.
Without a word I picked the garter off her finger and put it on, making sure the white bow was displayed on the front. To say I was nervous would be a massive understatement. I felt like throwing up, running away and disappearing into the ground, all at once.
Not only would I marry James Buchanan Barnes, the love of my life in about thirty minutes, I also had no clue about the decorations and arrangements of my wedding. Tony made sure to organise everything without my knowledge.
I knew Tony had a lot of style and an eye for elegant beauty. He was the one who choose my wedding dress after all, and it couldn’t have been more perfect, but still I was worried about seeing the finished wedding location in all it’s glory.
“You still don’t want to tell me a single thing about the scenery? It’s MY wedding after all. I have a right to know.” I tried reasoning with the girls for the assumed 100th time. “Not a chance, but nice try, with the whole MY wedding speech.” Wanda giggled. “You should at least trust me, when not Tony. You really think I would let him ruin your wedding? You will love it. I promise. Now be a good girl and let us help you into your dress, without damaging your hair and make-up.”
Natasha and Wanda were more than careful with helping me slip my bridal gown on. They spent a lot of time with making me look presentable after all. I was about to tear up when I saw my reflection in the mirror. “Don’t you dare ruin all the work we put into your make-up, [Y/N]!” Natasha ordered. A knock made us three turn around, facing the door.
The door opened, revealing Tony in a black suit and a wide smile on his face. “Are you rea… Wow! Look at you! Darling, you look magnificent. Barnes is one lucky man.” I pulled him into a tight hug. “Don’t make me cry! Nat and Wanda would kill me and probably you too.”
“Alright, then we better should get going. You ready to become Mrs. Barnes?” Tony sang out, offering his arm to me.
“Let’s do this!” I responded nervously, yet cheerful. I tried to lighten the mood on our way to the beach with a little chit-chat.
“Aren’t you going to be hot in your suit?” I asked curiously and genuinely interested. “Sweetheart, I’m always hot.” Tony stated dead serious, wiggling his eyebrows seductively.
“You’re unbelievable, Stark.” I laughed out. “Jokes apart, we’re all wearing swimming trunks under our suits. So don’t worry about us guys.” Tony assured.
Tony abruptly stopped and I looked up. We were already within sight of the wedding guests. First thing I noticed were the ravishing beauty, yet straightforwardness of the decorations. Our few guests were already sitting on white chairs, who were covered with blush colored fabric at the back. The aisle to the front was highly adorned with white, rose and pink flowers.
A white circular arch, at the end of the aisle, was also richly decorated with the same flowers. Under the arch he stood. At first he didn’t acknowledge my presence, while he was talking with Steve. Like he sensed my attendance he turned his gaze towards me. His blue orbs blazed with love. Tears started shimmering in my eyes, at the sight of this wonderful, perfect man, who loved me no matter what. That’s when all nervousness vanished. The only emotion I was feeling was love.
After the wedding ceremony, a lot of alcohol and cheers, Bucky and I could finally have some alone time. As husband and wife. Our rings were shining in the moonlight as Bucky and I wandered with entwined fingers and light footsteps through the still warm sand. While I still had my wedding dress on, Bucky only was in black swimming trunks and his white unbuttoned shirt. In the shimmering moonlight his defined abs looked even more prominent, making my mouth water at the sight.
“You know what made me fall in love with you, [Y/N]?” Bucky broke the silence. I shook my head no. “Your stunning big [Y/E/C] doe eyes. When you looked at me with them in the alley. I was captivated right away.” “Funny, cause I was completely captivated by your eyes, too. I remember they were the first thing I saw, when you saved me. It was like you could see into my soul with just one look.”
Instead of saying another word, we both leaned into each other and kissed lovingly. Our lips danced together in a rhythm of their own. Sinfully Bucky’s tongue ran over my lips, asking for entrance. Before I let him in, I sucked his plump bottom lip into my mouth, eliciting a moan from Bucky.
Our kisses quickly became more heated and passionate. Our tongues were rolling and massaging each other sensually. I pushed Bucky’s dark locks back, carding my fingers through them, raking my nails lightly across his scalp. Bucky inhaled sharply, pushing his hips harder against mine.
He let his lips wander over my neck, leaving open mouthed kisses on the way down to my collarbone. Simultaneously his flesh fingers were ghosting over my neck. With his metal hand he grabbed one of my ass cheeks, pushing me even more against his hot body. The cold metal of his hand left my whole body shivering, along with the sensation of his hard member rolling and grinding against my wet core.
Bucky hiked my dress up and shoved his hand between my legs. “Baby girl, you’re already dripping. Let me help you out of that dress, so we can get rid of your soaked panties.” He purred in my ear in a husky voice. I slightly whimpered at his words. “Bucky, can’t we go back to our room? I don’t want to make my dress d-dirty.” “Oh honey, don’t worry, you will be the only one getting dirty here. I can’t wait any longer, doll.” To underline his needy words, he pushed his erection against my stomach.
I palmed him through his bathing trunks, stroking up and down. “Oh, [Y/N]! If you don’t stop now, I’m g-gonna come!” He pushed me cautiously away to lift my dress over my head. Hastily he took off his white shirt and threw it into the sand, placing my dress carefully and neatly folded on top of it.
When his eyes travelled over me, his pupils dilated and his breath hitched audibly. I was sure he would eat me alive, but he kissed me slowly making me dizzy, seeing stars. “I love you, my beautiful wife.” He whispered against my lips. “I love you, too. So damn much, Bucky!” We continued kissing sweet and tenderly, undressing each other in the process, until we both stood completely naked in front of each other.
“Lay down for me, doll.” Bucky cooed. I couldn’t help the arching of my eyebrow. “H-here? In the sand. Won’t it be raspy?” Bucky only chuckled. “Trust me, I make it worth your while.” “You better!” I told him, still not sure about the whole situation. I never had sex on the beach before, but I always imagined it kind of messy and uncomfortable. At the same time it also had something very romantic.
The light of the moon made the ocean sparkle magically, the sounds of the crushing waves were calming and sounded like an enchanting melody. Bucky laid me down on the sand, crawling down my body right away. Without a warning he opened my legs wide and dove into my pulsing heat. Gasps and moans were the only sounds beside the ocean to be heard.
It wasn’t the first time Bucky went down on me, but everytime he does I was pudding in his hands. This man knew how to give me the highest amount of pleasure with his mouth. Bucky was the musician and I was his instrument. And he always created a fucking masterpiece when playing me. He was lapping at my juices, creating the most obscene noises.
He parted my lips to get even more of my sweet wetness, delving his tongue into my hole. “O-oh, Bucky! F-eels s-so good!” I stuttered between moans of pure pleasure. “Hmm, tell me more, baby.” He just loved to hear me tell him how good he made me feel. And I loved to tell him. “I love it when you g-go down…on me. Ahhh! W-when you f-fuck me with y-your tongue.” He hummed satisfied of my praises, sending the most amazing vibrations through me, with his tongue still inside my entrance.
“P-please, l-let me…l-let me come.” I begged him. “What my wife wants, my wife gets.” He growled. That’s when he pulled out the big guns. A last time he slipped his tongue deep into my wetness and licked around, gathering my cum. At this point his face was soaked with my juices. I clawed at Bucky’s back, digging my nails deep into his flesh.
“B-Bucky! I- I want…” I was breathless from all the pleasure, dangling just at the edge of my climax. “What do you want, doll. Tell me!” Bucky demanded, fixating me with his lust blown eyes. “F-fingers. I w-want your fingers, p-please.” I was a mess, unable to form a whole sentence. Bucky put his mouth back on me, sucking, pressing and licking on my clit to get me going again. His tongue flicked back and forth, coaxing a squeal from me.
When he pushed two cold fingers into me, curling them upwards to press against my g-spot, I was done for. I came harder than ever with a scream of Bucky’s name, who was still nibbling at my nub to prolong my orgasm as long as possible.
“Fuck, baby! That was the hottest thing ever!” Bucky said utterly amazed. I was still coming down from my high, not even registering what he meant. When I opened my eyes a few moments later, I was shocked to see his face. “Oh my god. D-did I…?” “Hell yeah! You did!” I hid my face behind my hands in embarrassment. “Hey look at me, [Y/N].” He pulled my hands off my face, absentmindedly wiping over his face with the back of his hand.
He still was coated in my cum. I picked his shirt and gave it to him wordlessly. “Baby, don’t be shy now. This was incredible. It was darned hot when you squir…” I pressed my hands hurriedly over his mouth. “Don’t say it!” Bucky laughed out loud. “Why not?! Never be embarrassed of your pleasure, doll.” He kissed me on the temple, whispering the next words in a hoarse voice in my ear. “Now that I know you are capable of squirting, I’m surely gonna do it again. And again. And again.”
My cheeks still were hot from the uncomfortable feeling. Now after the climax has vanished, I could feel sand on places I never wanted to have it. Ever. My back felt rubbed sore and my hair were a complete mess. “I told you beach sex would be a bad idea, Bucky. I’ve got sand everywhere! And I mean everywhere! I’m sure as hell not gonna continue fucking here!” I said matter of factly, pointing to his rock hard dick.
“Don’t worry, let me take care of that.” He lifted me smoothly of the ground, carrying me bridal style to the ocean. “You can’t be serious!” Bucky silenced me with his lips in an instant.
Bucky walked right into the water and I couldn’t deny the water felt heavenly around my heated skin. Bucky let me down carefully, his fingers ever so gently dancing over my whole body, washing every single grain of sand away. At last his fingers found my folds, cleaning and massaging my pussy at the same time. I could feel my arousal all over again, moist gathering between my legs.
I palmed Bucky’s dick in my hand, slowly started to jerk him off. Bucky was panting in my ears, his head fell onto my shoulders. I rolled up and down his cock in a slight twisting gesture as Bucky was rutting into my hand. I grasped his chin, tilting it up to press a sloppy kiss against his swollen lips.
Bucky picked me up hastily, hooking my legs around his waist before he let me sink down onto his cock. We both moaned out loud at the feeling of our bodies connected in the most sensual way possible. Bucky was setting the pace, bouncing me up and down on his cock.
My senses were overwhelmed and I was drowning in pleasure at the feeling of his prominent veins of his hard member.
I dug my nails into his shoulders and watched his cock disappear into my pussy over and over again. The waves of the ocean were floating around us, keeping our heated skin cooled. Bucky quickened the rhythm of his thrusts, reaching deeper and deeper.
“F-Fuck! I can feel you clenching around me already, doll!” He choked out. My breasts were bouncing up and down from every slamming of his hips against mine. “J-James! F-fuck! I’m coming! Just like that! Right there! Ahh, JAMES!” I screamed in pure ecstasy, gripping Bucky’s dick with the contraction of my cunt. “FUUUUUCK! [Y/N]!” Bucky shouted, spilling his hot cum in spurts inside me, coating my walls with his sticky seed.
We pressed our foreheads together, both breathing heavily at each other. Bucky cupped my cheeks fondly in his hands, peppering my face with lazy kisses. “I love you. You made me the happiest man alive today.” I pecked his lips, splaying my hands over his chest. “I love you, James. And I will as long as I’m alive.”
A cocky smirk spread over Bucky’s face. “Do you think it worked?” I had no clue what he meant. Bucky’s gaze wandered down. “Oh! You mean if you knocked me up again?” I giggled shyly. “Don’t say it like that, baby. You know I would love to have a third child. What better way to get you pregnant than our wedding night.” I grinned mischievously, tugging with my teeths on his earlobe. “I guess we better should extend the chances.” “You don’t have to tell me twice!” Bucky said enthusiastically, throwing me over his shoulder and almost running back to the beach house, to all but make sure our love making would come to fruition.
Nine months later our third child Loveleen Wanda Barnes was born
~ FIN ~
Thank you all for reading, liking ♥ and reblogging. It was one hell of a ride and I’m grateful for all of you who accompanied me ;) Much love Debbie ♥♥♥