warmth of breath

anonymous asked:

I have a question regarding chapter 202 when tian and mo fell, why did tian need some time and sound so weak suddenly? It caught me by surprise.

i don’t think he tian was weak. i think he purposefully orchestrated the falling, and he just wanted a moment where he could touch guan shan and feel his warmth and breathe in the smell of him – and he could do it under the guise of it all being some silly accident. that his leg was cramping.

he’s infatuated with guan shan and guan shan is not really with him, and so he tian’s trying to snatch a moment of intimacy however he can get it. he didn’t ‘need’ the time really, and he wasn’t weak (weak for guan shan, yes).

he just wanted a moment.

anonymous asked:

Prompt: Victor's favorite thing is to sit in Yuur's lap

“Vitya, you’re heavy…” Yuuri complained after Victor settled squarely and happily in his lap, smiling so wide that Yuuri could glimpse both sets of his pearly teeth. “There’s a whole sofa…”

“You’re more comfortable,” Victor replied, arms looping around Yuuri’s waist. He nuzzled his face into the cotton of Yuuri’s shirt collar, lips brushing halfway between skin and fabric.

“Your ass is hurting me,” Yuuri protested, tapping the top of one of Victor’s butt cheeks. He was rewarded by a playful wiggle.

“It’s not hurting me,” Victor purred, warmth of his breath traveling up the side of Yuuri’s neck and then spreading through all of him at the nip to his earlobe. “If you want though, you can make it ache just a little.”

Closing his eyes, Yuuri groaned and his fingertips dug firmer to grip onto his fiance’s said asset. “Turn into me,” he muttered, skimming the words across Victor’s mouth.

Victor almost fell off the sofa in his haste to straddle Yuuri’s lap.

I want to kiss her.

Not because I want to feel the softness of her fair lips or the warmth of her breath as she exhales against me.

I want to kiss her because I can’t think of any other way to fully express the beauty that she is. I want her to know that I see her as perfect. That she is perfect.

—  catlanta23

how long do you think it’s been since cassian last held someone, or was held? few months? years? over a decade maybe? this man’s family was killed when he was six and his only friend was a droid, i think it’s pretty safe to say it’s been awhile. there is so much bullshit here: like the way his eyes close slowly, savoring the feel of her, the weight and warmth. he breathes out, grips her tighter. the way she pulls him closer in response, the way they just ease together, like holding this person is the most natural thing they’ve ever done. GOD!!! what the fuck!!!!!!! this is bullshit. fuck diego luna and fuck lucasfilm

“You’re warm...”

Request:
How would bts members react to their s/o randomly nuzzling their face into his neck because they’re cold

(I hope you don’t mind but I changed up the request a bit so that it can be for everyone)

Thank you for requesting I hope you like it!

{Gifs do not belong to me, all credit to rightful owners}


||Namjoon||

Originally posted by fyeahbangtaned

He probably wouldn’t have much of a reaction because he’d be used to your randomness. But he would find it really cute still because you would be basically hugging him while hiding your face in his neck. “Babe, what are you doing?” You wouldn’t say anything and just nuzzle against his neck more (if possible) and enjoy the warmth he gave you. “Y/n,” he smiles, leaning his head on yours and  petting your hair. “You okay?” You hummed, “you’re just really warm.” His smile grows wider and begins to feel all shy. “Ah, cute.”

||Jin||

Originally posted by jjilljj

Jin wouldn’t mind that you decided to snuggle against him. He’d get comfortable wrapping his arm around you to get closer. “Are you ok like this?” You nod and a small shiver ran up your spine so you hid your face more into his neck. “You’re warm,” you said. “Am I?” you nod again. “It’s making me a bit sleepy,” you hear him chuckle feel him kiss the top of your head. “it’s ok, we can stay like this for a while.”

||Hoseok||

Originally posted by hoseokb

This random little action would probably catch him off guard but not in a bad way and of course he wouldn’t mind. You two were sitting watching a movie but it was a bit cold, and being to lazy to get up you scooted closer to your boyfriend and nuzzled your face into his neck. “What’s this?” he ask playfully as he tried to look down at you. You shook your head and kept yourself close to him and that’s when he felt you shiver. “Oh I see,” he laughs, “my jagi is cold.” “just keep me warm hobi.”

||Yoongi||

Originally posted by minyoongiaesthetic

He would enjoy feeling you against him because honestly you’d be really warm to him to despite you being a bit cold and shaking like a Chihuahua. It was just another lazy day for the both of you and you two were still in bed having small talk. But it was really cold in your room for some reason and you really couldn’t listen to him talk because of it, and the blanket wasn’t helping. “What are you doing?” he’d ask mid way through speaking seeing you roll over to him and nuzzle you face into his neck. “It’s freaking freezing in here and I need your warmth.” Yoongi just grins and brings his arm around you, “weirdo,” “shut up you like this to.”

||Jimin||

Originally posted by beui

This young man right here would find it absolutely adorable. Why you ask? I don’t even but it seems like he would. You would be sitting on the swinging bench on the balcony of your home cuddled with a blanket and enjoying the city view. You were sat between his legs and the small yet cold breeze gave you a chill despite the blanket. You twisted your body so that your legs draped over his right leg and quickly hid your face in the crook of his neck. “Cold?” he giggles. “Yeah, don’t move around too much you’re warm.” He can’t help but grin and hold you once again. “Ok I’ll keep you warm.”

||Taehyung||

Originally posted by bts-k

Taehyung is soft ok, (Physically I’m sure he is to, anyway). He’ll love the fact that he just gets to hold you and all that junk. He’d be sitting on the couch minding his own business but then he sees you waddle in wearing a hoodie. “Tae can I sit with you?” Of course he says yes and beckons you to come over. You hurried over and instead of sitting by him like he expected you sat on his lap, hiding your face into his neck. You sighed happily and slung your arm around his neck. “You’re really warm babe,” your words make him blush and kinda holds you tighter out of shyness. “You need to stop being so cute.”

||Jungkook||

Originally posted by kpop631

You don’t do it often when your with him but whenever you nuzzle your face into his neck he always giggles because your nose or the warmth of your breath hitting his neck always tickles him. He really likes it though because he just likes being near you. “Kookie I’m cold. Can you turn on the heater?” Instead of that he gets up and plops down right next you pulling you onto his lap. “It gets to hot in here really quick, we can just cuddle.” Your lips purse together trying to hide your smile so you nuzzled into his neck. The second you do he laughs and pulls back. “Are sure about th-” “It’s fine I like this.”


Hope you like it☺

Much love~💖

The First House 

Who Are You?

The first house or sign on the ascendant radiates potently across the zodiac spectrum. The star rising in the eastern horizon rises in the individual’s eyes, it’s the cosmic starburst we give others to taste. There is a spiritual emphasis with the first house. It symbolises the the soul’s dance as an ego, it’s ultimate expression. Self emanation, awareness, and identification becomes activated in the first house. It’s the light in the eye, and a deeply personal experience, diffused spontaneously and without hesitation. The twelfth house is where we hide, but we step into the sun of the first house and come to life. 

The first house qualities are like the hospital band you were given at birth. Astrologers consider the first house of significant importance, noting it’s angular house condition in our outlook and approach to life. Through the planetary interplays of the first house, we paint an “I”, and every dimension of life passes through this spectrum. Everybody has a sign on the first house cusp known as the ascending sign. Some people have a planet, or multiple planets in the first house, and these provide the colours that create the expression.

Originally posted by nothingbutassortedrandomthoughts


Sun in the 1st house / Leo ascending  royal and important, and the birth was deemed to be of significant importance because the individual knows he has a divine purpose on earth. there can be dominance, enthusiasm, joy, and creativity released here. 


Moon in the 1st house / Cancer ascending like the moon that shows her face and hides away, the individual is illuminated and yet withdrawn. there is a deep mystery here, and a tremendous maternal instinct. there may be difficulties with fluid retention


Mercury in the 1st house / Gemini ascending / Virgo ascending the bright light in the eye reveals a kindled and alert mind. a youthful expression emanates the curiosity, spirit, and flaws of the young. there is a nervous quality about the individual, and an unmissable intelligence 


Venus in the 1st house / Taurus ascending / Libra ascending beauty seems to diffuse from the individual naturally, like sequins across the sky. often there is a preoccupation with appearance and a feminine expression. strong likes and dislikes are indicated here, and there is a genial amiability that simply breathes warmth and harmony 


Mars in the 1st house / Aries ascending like a firecracker, the individual is impossible to miss. there is a vital, upfront, and spontaneous sunshine, and often a propensity to reveal things for how they see them. the individual is absolutely energizing 


Jupiter in the 1st house / Sagittarius ascending a bohemian, free spirited vibe evokes from the individual like incense. there is a well traveled mind that enjoys novelty and delving into the meaningful and symbolic dimensions of life. laughter seems to follow 


Saturn in the 1st house / Capricorn ascending the temperament can be melancholic on autopilot, however there is an incredible depth about the individual that is often too intense for the world. despite longing to connect, he may feel solitary and followed by shadows


Uranus in the 1st house / Aquarius rising the mind is a live wire here and the brightly lit eyes glisten like crystals, covering an intellect that follows inquisitive and intuitive leaps into imagination paradise. there is an offbeat individualism 


Neptune in the 1st house / Pisces rising every face of the cosmos is revealed in the individual, there are watery eyes that hold centuries of wisdom, eyes that seem like they still asleep and dreaming. the chameleon aspect here is prominent, and the individual can disappear into faces and energies


Pluto in the 1st house / Scorpio rising powerful reverence and rays of unconscious secrets hover from the individual and leave thick, resonant energies long after his body vanishes. there is something intimidating and yet soothing about the individual, it seems however, impossible to decode

-Cherry

[art: Snow White by Whitney Pollett]

When She Gets Sleepy

- This is my first “fic” well it will be more of a drabble -

I REPEAT THIS IS MY FIRST FANFICTION EVER!!!

Warnings: unedited, first fic I’ve ever written, hopefully super fluffy fluff

Poly!Hamilsquad x reader

Summary: The boys have been really busy lately, reader is sleepy and clingy, the boys just love the way she acts when she needs more sleep.

AN: I hope this is good for the first imagine I’ve written, I was inspired by @a-schuylerr  ‘s poly!hamilsquad imagine, “heavy eyes”.  I wrote all this in one sitting, feel free to tell me if you like it or tell me some improvements, thanks :)

Enjoy~


Originally posted by scientists-and-stars

     Now you weren’t going to lie, You haven’t been sleeping very well the past few days. 

     All the boys were very busy. Hercules with his tailoring, he is having to deal with a very picky rich woman who wanted everything to be her way or the highway. 

     Alexander was busy with all the work his boss, George Washington, was giving him. Then there is always fighting with Jefferson. 

     And John is busy…. Well you aren’t really sure what he’s been busy with, he’s just going in and out of the apartment constantly.

     Then there was Lafayette. He was busy with volunteering at a local high school, tutoring children learning French. In fact, he is loving teaching his native tongue to the youngsters so much that he is thinking of possibly applying to be an official French teacher.

     Now listen, it wasn’t that the boys were ignoring you, not by any means. They were just all so busy. Alex was staying up all night until dusk working on god knows what on his computer. Here being kept up late in his shop working on all his clothes he was making. John doing whatever it was John was doing.

     The point is, they all got into bed once you were asleep and all at ungodly hours in the morning. You missed cuddling with them. And you tried you damn hardest to get them all to go to bed at a reasonable hour, but no matter your persuasive tactics, they would not budge from their respective places.

     You all had the day off today, though they were at home, they were all still doing work. You were up, but still very sleep deprived and feeling sorta needy, you needed to touch them, you missed them. 

     But, it didn’t matter that you missed them and all you wanted to do was cuddle and watch a movie and eventually fall asleep. It didn’t matter because you had to go to the supermarket to get some food.

     “Hey guys, I’m going to go to the store to get some food, anyone want anything?” you asked by the front door slipping on your favorite pair of boots, ‘cause it’s cold as hell in New York during the winter.

      To your surprise, both Laf and John jumped up and said they’d join you.

      You were more than happy to have them come along. The three of you set off down the stairs of your building after you all put on your coats, Laf made sure both you and john had on a scarf and a beanie and were warm enough. 

     Once at the store you took out your list of items you needed and the three of you set off to look for your desired items. The trip ended up taking much, much longer than anticipated, it took two and a half hours.

     By the time you were in the check-out line, you were leaning heavily on Laf’s shoulder with your hand intertwined with his. John was looking at the two of you with so much love in his eyes. 

     “Mon amor, are you tired?” Laf teased.

     “Mhm,” was the only response you were able to produce.

     While you were waiting in this horridly long line, you closed your eyes. Above your head John and  Laf glanced at each other, down at your sleepy form, back at each other, then smirked.

     The boys love it when you got sleepy, ‘cause when you got sleepy you got clingy and cuddly and become very dependent on your four boys to take care of you and hold you. 

     John quickly texted both Herc and Alex to tell them that you were in this mood. He told them to get some blankets out and wrap up whatever they were working on.

     All whilst checking out, you leaned on Laf and mumbled half awake sentences about hurrying up. John and Laf only internally “awwww”ed and lightly chuckled at you behavior.

     On the car ride back to your apartment you sat in the back with John cuddled up to his side, your head on his chest. His soft humming, one hand running through your hair, the other rubbing your thigh in soothing motions, and the steady rise and fall of his chest were all coaxing you into sleep. 

     When you got back to the apartment building, John shook you awake. Your eyes fluttered open, you closed them again, your eyebrow creasing with the unwanted and unexpected awakening. You slowly brought you hands, curled in loose fists, to softy rub your eyes.

     “W-wha’s goin’ on? Wha’ happened?” you murmured sleepily

     “You fell asleep, baby girl, we’re back at the building now, you gotta get up,” John replied, a smile on his face. You were just so damn adorable.

      “Oh,” you pouted slightly, you were so tired you couldn’t see straight. You lifted your arms with as much strength as you could muster and made grabby hand at Laf, signaling to him that you wanted to be carried,

     Laf chuckled and did that thing people do when they see something so cute they frown and smile at the same time, trying not to exclaim out loud how cute and adorable and precious you were being.

     Laf scooped you up into his arms. You wrapped your legs around his waist, you arms wound tightly around his neck and nuzzled you head into the crook of his neck. His hands rested at you lower back and one under your jean-clad bottom to ensure you don’t fall. The placement of his hands pushed you closer to your boyfriend, you hummed contently, loving the physical contact.

     Oblivious to you, Laf’s head shot up to make eye contact with John. Their eyes wide, trying their damnedest not to make any noises about you kola like behavior. 

     Laf, with you curled around him, carried you to the elevator, John strolled behind you two, looking at your head and how every now-and-then you would nuzzle your nose into his neck, your eyes closed and a content smile in your face.

     When you finally got to your floor and into to the apartment, Laf set you on the bench near the front door that the five of you use to put extra bundle necessities in, and to sit in to put on and take off your shoes. 

     After taking off his own shoes, John bent down to unite and take off your shoes. While he was busy doing that you very slowly took off you coat and other winter accessories. 

     You softly rubbed you eyes again and looked up at John, who had now stood at full height, looking down at you making sure you got everything off without trouble. He smiled at you and offered you his hand. You smiled a small smile back and took his hand. He helped you up and you leaned against him.

     As you neared the living room, your feet dragged. You were just so sleepy. 

     Alex was sitting all alone on the couch. Unknown to you, Laf had quickly gone to him once he saw Alex was seated on the couch and told him of your adorable sleepy clingy behavior. He kissed him and told him he needs to cuddle with you alone for a minute. 

     Once Alex saw you his face lit up, when he saw how you leaned on John and how cute you looked. His smile got bigger and internally thanked whatever god or gods there were that this beautiful woman, and handsome freckled man beside her, loved him. Alex could write for days on how beautiful and adorable you looked, clinging to John’s arm.

     “Awwww, come here sweetheart,” Alex said to you, winking at John, silently telling him he knew what was going on and what was going to happen. John walked the two of you over to the couch, you crawled into Alex’s lap nuzzling you head into his neck, one hand at your side, the other wound in his hair. 

     Above your head John gave Alex one or two affectionate greeting kisses. After they parted, John planted a soft, lingering kiss to the top of your head, then headed to the kitchen to help put up the couple of food bags Laf had taken from him before you even registered that you needed to take off you coat, just seconds ago. He kissed Herc for maybe a little longer than needed, but nobody was objecting. The two men who went with you on your shopping trip filled in Herc on how cute you were acting, how they just love you leaning on them, your clingy-ness, your little stumble shuffle combo as you attempt to walk at a reasonable pace. 

     Alex looked down at you fondly and said something you didn’t quite catch… Wait, when did you get into Alex’s arms. Ohhh, he so warm, and smells so good. And him rubbing soothing circles on your back, the other on your knee and thigh. Good lord- you could drift off into sleep right now. You feel his warmth and affection seeping into you, you were just too tired to know what was going on. His actions soothed you, you were falling asleep again, but you felt as if somewhere, far away, someone was trying to talk to you. You whimpered, burrowing your face closer to his neck, if that was even possible.

      You are just about to fall asleep once again you feel his chest rumble as he says, “Hmmm, how ‘bout that,love? Would you like that? Did’ya hear me, little one?”

     You grunted out a small “what”, getting metaphorically drunk of his warmth, sent, and the warm breath being blown on to your neck as he talks.

     He chuckled lightly, if you’d have been fully responsive at the time you would have heard the smile in his voice as he repeated himself, “I said, how ‘bout we get you out of those jeans and into some sweats and we can all cuddle in bed, we have all had a long week, I think we all deserve a cuddle session.”

      You slowly nodded, liking that idea, but not quite understanding in your half-asleep, well mostly asleep, daze.

     As soon as you had finished nodding, your other three amazing boyfriends came out of the kitchen, Herc in the lead, eager to see you and cuddle you. 

     Herc crouched down in front of you and Alex and rested a hand on your thigh softy to get your attention. Your eyebrows crease once again, like they did in the car before you slowly lifted your head from the crook of Alex’s neck and was met with the face of your fourth lover, who had an endearing smile on his face, looking at you fondly.

     “Hey there, sleepyhead,” Herc murmured to you, but the room was quiet enough that everyone herd it, even Laf and John who were embracing each other and smiling fondly and the small group on and in front of the couch.

     “H-herc, hey, man, I m-missed you,” you mumbled, not having enough energy to speak very loud. You slowly lifted your arms from Alex to attempt to latch on to Herc.

     Your lovers all chuckled, they found it amusing yet endearing that you called people “man” and “dude” when you were, or weren’t, tired.

     Herc easily picked you up spun around in the direction of the bedroom, all after you had wrapped yourself around him, just like you had done with Laff not even ten minutes ago.

     The rest of the boys followed in suit, John stopping by the thermostat to turn the heat down a little, once you were all five in bed, with all those big, furnace bodies *cough, cough* Laf and Herc *cough,cough*, somebody is bound to get a little over heated *cough, cough* you or Alex *cough, cough.*

     Herc set you down on you feet, Laff by your side to keep you from falling over. John get you someone’s boxers, probably Alex’s, and grabbed a Black Lives Matter shirt, probably Herc’s, judging by the size, just a little bigger than Laf’s shirt.  

      John tossed the boxers and shirt to Laf so he could help you undress and dress. While Laf help you, the other boys got in more comfy clothes as well. 

       Laf slowly slid your jeans down your legs, being very patient while you wobbled and grabbed his shoulder to steady yourself when stepping out of them. Next came you panties, you were fine with being bare in front of them, they loved you for you. He steadied you as you stepped into the boxers. He slid them up your legs, when he stood at full height, he looked down at you and smiled, seeing your eyes closed and head tilting forward. 

      John kissed the place where Laf’s shoulder meets his neck and murmured in his ear, “You get comfy, I’ll finish changing our sleepy little one.”

     Laf nodded an okay, turned and kissed John on the lips, only to part a couple seconds late when they heard your tired needy whine. Laf chuckled against the freckled man’s lip, and muttered to him, “Our princess sure is cling today, better get moving, she just might, how you say… pass out? Oui, pass out.”

     Now it was John’s turn to nod. He pecked Laf’s lips once more, then turned to you. Your eyes were drooping closed, trying to stay awake, but failing.

     “Hey, darlin’, lets get you out of that shirt, huh?” John murmured against your forehead, his southern drawl coming out on certain words in his sentence. The more relaxed he was, the more that sweet hint of southern twang came out. Normally that would have soaked those boxers you were wearing, but you were much to tired to even fathom that.

     John slowly got your shirt and bra off, then slowly slid the shirt down your torso, his fingertips purposely skimming the sides of your breasts and your sides making you shiver and whimper a little. When you were sleepy and not focused, your skin’s sensitivity became heightened. But John knew not to go father, besides he was becoming more and more tired himself. When the shirt got to your waist he let go of the ends letting it fall and end a couple inches past your bottom. He pulled you in for a hug, which lasted at leas thirty seconds, your head facing sideways on the front of his shoulder.

     John released you from his tight embrace. Alex swept you up into his arms and guided you to the bed, where you crawled to the center, the sheets where ice cold making you whine as your sensitive skin came in contact with the ice cubes you called sheets. But hat discomfort faded away quickly as Herc settles in on your right, John cuddled beside him, Alex to your left, Laf on the other side of him. 

     You sunk into Alex and Herc’s warm embrace with no effort, sleepily think about how much you love your boyfriends. Them bed became warm. as the room filled up with the love and affection you held for each other. 

     You were the first to fall asleep, your boys soon to follow. 

     As you drifted off to sleep Alex’s arm curled around your waist, and Herc intertwined his fingers with yours. 

Why Do You Hate Me?

Bucky x Reader Smut Fic

Warnings: pure smutty teasing


“What’s up, Steve?” You glanced around the interrogation room in the Tower. “Why’d you want to meet up so early?”

“Just wanted to go over our tactic for this guy coming in.” Steve eyed you carefully. “Make sure we’re on the same page.”

“Punch him if he doesn’t talk.” You sat down in what was to be his chair. “Tighten the restraints if he refuses.” Steve nodded, hands behind his back. “Then do whatever we need to get the information out of him.”

“That’s correct.” Steve pulled a switch out of his pocket and flipped it on. “I’m sorry to have to do this.”

Metal restraints folded over your wrists and ankles and held you in place. Your eyes shifted to Steve as you squirmed in the uncomfortable chair. Steve sat the switch on the table and gave you his best apologetic smile. 

“You can’t keep running out of the room when Bucky enters, (Y/N).” Steve bit his lip and smiled wearily. “And when you two are in a room together, you turn your inner air conditioner down and become ice cold.”

“Steve…” You growled and yanked on the restraints. “Let me go.”

“Not until you two talk.” Steve turned on his heels and swung the door open.

Bucky walked, a smirk plastered on his face, and you froze. Your face went dark and your stare hardened; butterflies fluttered in your stomach. Steve left you alone with Bucky. You hated him.

He fiddled with the switch in silence while leaning up against the table. He eyed you carefully, taking in every inch of your body. His smirk grew as he noticed your hardened nipples through your tank top; you were braless. He kept his mouth shut.

“Let me go, Barnes.” You grumbled the words. “Now.”

“No.” He spoke calmly. “I want to know why you hate me.”

“There are a lot of reasons why I hate you.” Your stare didn’t waver. “We would be here all day if I listed them all.”

“Then just summarize.” He continued smiling. “The more we bicker, doll, the longer you’re stuck alone in a room with me.”

“You’re a womanizing, arrogant, old ass, murdering, son of a bitch who walks around like he owns the place.” You spat the words at him. “You get to do whatever the fuck you want because you’re Steve’s best friend and Steve’s word is the highest. You don’t have to fill out paperwork, go on missions you don’t want to, hell, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.”

“So, what I’m hearing is…” Bucky sat the switch down and walked towards you. He rested his hands onto of the metal restraints and leaned down to eye level. “You’re jealous?”

“I’m not jealous.” Your heart rate increased at the close proximity. “I’m angry.”

“See…” His eyes searched yours tentatively. “I don’t think you’re angry, doll. I think you’re confused.”

“About what?” You cocked an eyebrow at him and pouted your lips. “What could I possibly be confused about?”

“I think…” He leaned forward and brought his lips to your ear, just close enough to feel the warmth of his breath and nothing else. “That you might just like me.”

“What the fuck would make you think that?” You squirmed in your seat instinctively. 

“Two nights ago…” He spoke slowly, drawing out each word with precision. “I took a nice midnight stroll around the halls…” You were sure he could hear the rapid pace of your heart in your chest. “And I came to your room.” You gulped, you knew damn well what he was leading up to. “Behind your door, I could hear the almost inaudible sounds of you moaning, whimpering, and begging, something I never thought I’d hear from you.” His lips brushed your ear. “At first, I thought you had a guy over and I started to walk away. I got about two steps passed your door when I heard my name sneak out of those beautiful lips of yours.” You bit your lip and closed your eyes. “You were moaning, whimpering, begging, and chanting my name while you were touching yourself.” He pulled away and stood up straight. “That’s why I think you might just like me.”

You were at a loss for words. Your eyes dropped to the ground and you remained silent. You thought over possible snarky responses, but your mind was blank. He was right, you liked him.

“And what if I did just happen to like you?” You refused to look up from the floor.

“I’d have to punish you for treating me so poorly because you couldn’t admit your feelings.” His words came out cold and you raised your eyes. The smirk was still there. “It’d only be fair, you know, given a number of times you brushed me off and treated me like shit.”

“And what kind of punishment would it be?” You couldn’t stop your words. “If I were to admit, you know, that I might just like you?”

Bucky watched you carefully, his blue eyes piercing your own. He stepped quietly behind you, hands resting in his pockets. He dropped his head and whispered in your ear, “May I touch you?” You nodded.

His hands rested firmly on your shoulders before he began massaging them. You sighed deeply at the contact and dropped your head back, hitting his stomach. Your eyes closed, not wanting to know if he could see the pleasure growing on your face just from a massage. A deep chuckle vibrated his body and his hands lowered to your clavicles. 

“Well, a naughty girl gets a naughty punishment.” His hands dipped lower, hovering over your breasts. “Maybe I’d trap you before a mission, when I know you’ll be stuck with the team.” His fingers brushed your hardened nipples through the fabric of your shirt. “Pin you up against the wall…” He lifted the front of your shirt behind your head, exposing your breasts. “Slip my hand down those tight pants of yours…” His thumbs circled your nipples. “Tease that needing cunt of yours with a few flicks and circles to your clit…”

“Bucky…” You bit your lip to silence yourself.

“What? You like it when I talk about punishing you?” He lowered himself down and buried his face in your neck, drawing hickeys to the surface of your skin. “When I talk about getting you all wet and needy with my fingers?” His hands slithered down to your shorts and unbuttoned them. “Would you like that? Not being able to touch yourself for weeks on end?” His flesh hand traced the waistband of your panties. “Or would you touch yourself? Sneak off and curl two of your delicate fingers inside of yourself? Would you do that with the team members there? Where you could easily get caught fucking yourself?” His hand slipped underneath your panties and grazed your clit. “Could you be quiet enough? Your moaning, the sounds of your fingers working your aching cunt, the scream you want to let loose when you cum…” 

“F-Fuck…” Your eyes opened and you saw Bucky looked at you; he was waiting. 

“Do you want me to touch you?” He spoke quietly. “To dip my fingers inside of you and abuse that throbbing g-spot of yours until you’re begging me to cum?”

“Yes.” You breathed out the word and licked your lips. “Please.” You sounded desperate and you hated it, but, fuck, you wanted him, you wanted him to touch you, to feel just how wet you were, to fuck you. You craved him.

“Then I guess you’re going to have to wait until after you get back from your next mission.” Bucky removed his hand and backed away, flipping the switch to your chair before leaving. 

You sat in a complete mess in the chair; your panties soaked, breasts exposed, hickey’s blatantly visible on your neck. You lowered your shirt and buttoned your shorts, disbelief taking over. No, that couldn’t have just happened. I just imagined the entire thing. I’m just laying in bed asleep right now and I’m going to wake up any second. Yeah, this is just a wet dream. I don’t even have any missions coming up, this has to be a dream. Come on, (Y/N), wake up. 

Sam popped his head in and eyed you carefully. “You ready?”

“For what?” You collected yourself and stood from your chair, praying he couldn’t see how much of a mess you were.

“Barnes cancelled and said you’d take his spot on today’s mission. We’ll only be gone for a few days, a week at the latest.” 

“What?” You furrowed your brows. 

“C’mon, we’re running late as it is.” Sam waved you on.

You stepped out of the room and followed Sam down the hallway. You passed Bucky and Steve standing together. Bucky pulled out his phone and caught your eye; he winked before turning his attention back to his friend. Your phone vibrated.

“I may not have pinned you up against the wall, but leaving you begging works just as well.”


A/N: Lots of people voted for Bucky in my most recent “Pick a Pairing” post and so here you guys go!

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☀️ Spell for Warmth in Winter ☀️

Materials:

  • Any stone associated with fire (e.g. amber, sunstone, fire opal).
  • A yellow/gold/orange/red candle.
  • Anything that YOU associate with fire/warmth.

Instructions:

  1. Take several deep, calming breaths and clear your mind before you begin.
  2. Light the candle and hold your hands close, feeling the warmth of the fire. Imagine the warmth spreading through your fingertips, up your arms, and into the rest of your body.
  3. Take a few moments to bask in the warmth. Feel the cold slipping away.
  4. Hold the stone of your choice (or substitute) over your heart. Keep your breathing slow and even as the warmth envelopes your body, fueled by the stone.
  5. Take as long as you’d like to bask in the warmth. Once you’re ready, blow out the candle.
  6. Keep your stone/object of choice with you on cold winter days to bring you some warmth! ☀️🔥🌟

Feel free to substitute any materials or tweak the process. Do whatever works for you!

Worth the Wait- Poe Dameron

Word Count: 2385

Pairing: Poe Dameron x OC

Prompt: “Why are you looking at me like that” and Poe and OC friends to lovers.

A/N: Give me more Poe. This was so fun to write…best friends to lovers is my fav trope of all time besides love/hate I think!


“You really don’t have to sit here, Poe,” I said, casting the pilot a look from over my shoulder. “You gotta be exhausted.”

He was sitting on an overturned crate, chin propped in one hand as he watched me work. A crooked grin tugged at one side of his mouth. “What? And leave my baby all alone with you?”

I rolled my eyes at his teasing, but as I turned back to his ship, a small smile was on my own lips. “Honestly your “baby” might be better off in my hands than yours. Considering all the pain you’ve caused it.” I shined my light into the fuselage, double checking my work.

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Tease

Originally posted by marorra

This one is dedicated to @onceuponagladerhead, @noones-girl1980 and that one anon who said they wanted it I appreciate you guys so here it is

Pairing: Jughead x reader

Summary: AU in which Jughead and the reader are roommates at boarding school and they hate each other. The reader employs some ~interesting~ techniques to find out if Jughead likes her

Warnings: INAPPROPRIATE – THIS IS NOT WHAT I USUALLY WRITE YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED AND IF YOU KEEP READING YOU CAN EXPECT SIN AND IMPLIED SMUT (nothing vivid but v implied) IF THAT’S NOT WHAT YOU’RE INTO THEN RUN FAST AND RUN FAR MY DEAR FRIEND (also swearing but that’s the least of the sin in here)

A/N: I know some people really want Jughead to be asexual but he is not in this fic so if you don’t like the idea then please don’t read it 

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A Little More of This

Sometimes you just gotta write smutty bed sharing. You just gotta, because @alienor-woods prompts you too. Thanks bae, this is entirely dedicated to you <3

definitely nsfw. 


They get into a groove of it, push and pull and not that, I did it anyway, and somehow managing to make it all work. Well, “work.” Bellamy’s not sure they’re really getting any closer to saving everyone from the end of the world, but Clarke is so sure there’s a solution, so sure that if they just keep working, they’ll find something.

He loves that about her. Loves her certainty that borders on pigheadedness because underneath it, Clarke Griffin fundamentally refuses to give up on people. And there’s no way in the world Bellamy Blake can give up on Clarke Griffin. Not at this point. So he sticks with her, tries to help, tries to guide her and advise her and just support her when lack of sleep and heart crushing disappointment threaten to overwhelm her. And Clarke lets him, looks to him, leans on him.

Clarke’s habit of taking over his space hasn’t been lost on Bellamy. They’d picked right back where they had been in terms of their trust, their ability to get each other like no one else, their ability to listen to each other. But now, it’s more than quick shoulder squeezes and out of the blue hugs, Clarke a surprise in his arms. Clarke’s proximity isn’t to get his attention or to prove a point, not anymore.

He’s not sure what exactly pulls her into his orbit, right up close so that when he shifts his arms brushes her side, or that when she cranes her neck to look at him, she has to turn just a bit further because she’s so close. She touches him now, as if to reassure herself he’s right there, that she found her way home- home from the woods, home from the City of Light. She touches him like Bellamy is her only barometer of safety, like touching him reminds Clarke this isn’t a dream.

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Sick Day

Characters: Dean, Reader, Sam

Summary:  Dean has the flu

Word Count:  2311

Warnings:  None. I think I fluffed.

Tags are at the bottom.  As always, feedback is welcomed and appreciated.

Sick Day

Kicking the covers off, you give up. Dean has been tossing and turning all night, and you can’t take it anymore.

Crossing to the other bed, you shake Sam gently. “Mmm…” he answers.

“Sam,” you say, shaking harder, “Sam, scoot over.”

“Hmm?”

“Scoot over.”

He rolls over onto his side and you climb into his bed. When the three of you had to share a room, you always opted to sleep with Dean. Sam tends to take up the entire bed with his massive frame. Dean isn’t much better, but you still end up with a little more room in his bed.  

Sam rolls back over onto his other side, snoring softly. Dean moans incoherently in his sleep from the other side of the room. You’re not sure if bunking with Sam is an improvement in your sleeping conditions, but eventually, you drift off to sleep.

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jungkook scenario | butterflies

🦋 We’ve had this tradition as besties to have a sleepover once a year but this year….it feels different…were your pajamas always this cute??…did I always have butterflies???

💌 requested by @imshalida // 700 words // fluff

Originally posted by bottomkookie

Jungkook can’t ignore it. The butterflies are back. They clutter his stomach, they clog his chest, and he wishes they would just let him sleep.

But it’s three in the morning, and he’s lying awake, and lying to himself that he isn’t in love with you.

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Do we turn you on? (Muke threesome)

Summary: Your best friends pick up on the fact that the both of them make you insanely horny (i can’t do summaries okay i suck)

Word count: 3k

Warnings: This is smut! Luke assumes ‘dom’ position and they all have a threesome ;) 

There’s a little bit of NSFW above the ‘keep reading’ line!

A/N: I’m such a slut for muke I’m surprised this is my first threesome with them? Let’s just say I let my imagination run pretty wild haha :) enjooooy!

Originally posted by ariana527

Michael’s warm fingertips trail across your upper arm, the heat causing goosebumps to pebble across your sensitive skin. As you’re sitting so close to the boy, you can smell the deep musky scent of his aftershave and feel a tug of desire to lean across and smash your lips against his.

You would if you weren’t in a room with your other best friend.

Luke’s leaning against a white wall, his blond hair tousled into loose curls. You take a moment to admire his wide stance before your attention drifts to his fingers curled around his phone. So many night you’ve spent - in the crowd at one of their shows - watching his fingers work magic on his guitar.

You’ve always wondered what they’d feel like inside you.

You imagine they’d be nimble: Luke always brags about his ability to twirl his fingers at perfect angles. But at the same time, there’s no doubt in your mind that he’d move quickly, immediately establishing his dominance before proceeding to bend you over a table.

“Did you just moan?”

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what if?

(11 and 3 from the Super Sappy Prompts list: “I thought you didn’t want me” and “It’s always been you.”)

It’s not water, it’s ice. It’s a thousand needles of ice pricking at Dex’s skin. Soon they’ll pierce him, puncture his bursting lungs and turn him breathless, lifeless. Still, he swims on.

The current is fighting him. His own lungs are fighting him. His eyes fight, too, stinging, but he keeps them open, gleaning what light he can in the dark water. Later, he will think back and see only seconds of being alone in that darkness. Now, it’s minutes. An endless slow trudge of time as he turns and searches.

He remembers pulling off his flannel, stripping out of his jeans in the freezing night. He remembers kicking off his shoes. And then the plunge, the fevered dive into the water, the rush of his blood keeping him warm. And then, crashing down and through into this frozen limbo, one thought in mind. Where’s Nurse?

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The way his hair looked in summer sun. His face when he run. His eyes, solemn as an owl at lessons. This and this and this. So many moments of happiness, crowding forward.

I conjure the boy I knew. Achilles, grinning as the figs blur in his hands. His green eyes laughing into mine. Catch, he says. Achilles, outlined against the sky, hanging from a branch over the river. The thick warmth of his sleepy breath against my ear. If you have to go, I will go with you. My fears forgotten in the golden harbor of his arms.
           
T h e   m e m o r i e s   c o m e,  a n d   c o m e.

how pentagon kisses their s/o

how would ptg kiss their s/o?  - anon

Jinho

  • tbh with jinho, i don’t think kissing would occur very much bc he’s the type of person that doesn’t really seek physical contact if he’s in a relationship. but he can be a very romantic kisser when he does kiss you. his kisses would contain his feelings for you and it would really just mean a lot. after a kiss, he would most likely give you a really cute smile before pecking your lips once more. overall it would just be really cute.

Hui

  • kisses with hui are very memorable bc they would be sweet. he would definitely cup your face gently with one hand, while the other is wrapped around your waist. he tries to make every kiss with you special to let you know how much he loves you. and bc of this, you look forward to his kisses every now and then. it would just be very natural between you two. 

Hongseok

  • definitely a passionate kisser. his kisses always prove one point: that you’re his and only his. most of the time, it’s hongseok that initiates the kiss first and when he does kiss you, he’ll have both his hands around your waist. if the kiss gets deeper, and he uses tongue, he would let his hands wander around your body.

E’dawn

  • he loves to tease. he would kiss you when you two are cuddling in bed under all the blankets and it would just be the sweetest thing bc you two would just close yourselves off from the rest of the world. he seems like the type to enjoy lazy kisses, so his lips will most likely be moving lazily against yours before biting your lower lip. 

Shinwon

  • kisses would just come very naturally with shinwon. he doesn’t even think about when or how to kiss you, he’ll just go for it. just like hongseok, he would be very passionate. and between you two, there would be so much intimacy. his hand would be cupping your chin, and you would just love the way you feel the warmth of his breath against your skin.

Yeo One

  • i think his kisses would be very playful. his kisses are just so soft and loving that you can’t help but smile and giggle into the kiss. in between kisses however, he would probably pull away and randomly give you an eskimo kiss. which would be sooo cute. there would be a lot of eye contact as well as long, meaningful hugs.

Yanan

  • everything yanan does would just seem so innocent, him kissing you especially. i think for him, it would take a while until he finally kisses you bc he wants to pour his soul into it just for you. he’ll kiss your cheek and your forehead as a sign of affection before he goes for your lips. but he would be so shy afterwards.

Yuto

  • with yuto, i think he would be very smooth when initiating a kiss. he wouldn’t think and plan out his kisses very much, but rather he would just kiss you when he felt like it. which are at the most randomest times. to you, these type of kisses would be so unexpected but fun and loving at the same time.

Kino

  • this guy would be the most sweetest and playful amongst the members. i think he would be the type to cover your face with gentle, little pecks while giggling in between. at times when you’re laughing at his jokes, he would suddenly kiss your lips just bc he thinks you’re so adorable. basically, your kisses with him would be so cute.

Wooseok

  • i feel like he’ll definitely be nervous whenever he wants to give you a kiss. but when he does kiss you, they would be very gentle. he would always make you feel safe and protected in his arms and you would really love this. i feel like he’ll start to become more confident and enthusiastic once he gets the hang of it.
The Signs Kissing (Public vs Private) ((check sun and moon signs))

Aries in public: kisses you firmly and quickly completely out of no where

Aries in private: firmly holds you by the shoulders or side of your neck as they completely pull you into their powerful lips

Taurus in public: watches you until they see you have a free moment and will lean over to place a single warm kiss on the corner of your mouth

Taurus in private: looks at you with half lidded eyes and absorbs the warmth of your breath before closing the distance between you and their soft lips

Gemini in public: probably catches you mid conversation or in the middle of working on something when they attack everywhere but your lips with butterfly kisses; runs off with a cheeky smile when you try to kiss their lips

Gemini in private: loves to run their hands through your hair as they give deep and fast paced kisses, and smirking whenever there is a break for air

Cancer in public: Wants to hold your hand and has been kissing you at every moment they can get your attention

Cancer in private: Likely to have set up candles and rose petals, but then asks your permission before completely rocking your world the rest of the time they have with you

Leo in public: confidently strides up to you, grins, and pulls you in by the back of your neck for a rehearsed and captivating kiss; hopes the whole room sees

Leo in private: lifts you up onto a counter or crawls over you in bed, putting on the performance they’d been ready to give you all day, and not letting up until your moaning into their mouth

Virgo in public: waits until no one is around or until they are sure no one is looking before lightly pecking your lips or cheek and then pretending like it didn’t happen with a serious blush

Virgo in private: straddles your lap seductively and runs their hands over your chest and shoulders as they ghost over your lips, making you have to really stretch and try to reach them, and then only kiss you long enough to leave you drooling for more

Libra in public: gives you seductive looks, slowly moving closer until they’re practically the only person you are aware is present in the room, and then capturing your lips in purposeful movements

Libra in private: caresses your face gently, but kisses you as if they need you in order to live

Scorpio in public: Will kiss you for the mere fact that you were having a good conversation with someone else, and does it so possessively that it’s hard to tell if they’re mad at the other person or with you

Scorpio in private: throws you onto the bed, pinning you there as they nip and lick and kiss all the way up your body before finding your lips

Sagittarius in public: Pecks your lips between complimenting everything they love about you

Sagittarius in private: Lovingly wrestles with you, constantly rolling around on the floor and giving victory kisses every time either one of you is pinned

Capricorn in public: awkwardly tries to brush your hair out of your face, even if there’s no hair that needs to be brushed away, and shyly tries to kiss you, probably missing your lips

Capricorn in private: runs through all the techniques they’ve Googled about kissing before trying every single trick in the book on you

Aquarius in public: uses their finger to tilt your face up, holds your gaze, and then gives you a single reassuring and calming kiss, perfectly placed on your lips

Aquarius in private: turns on their favorite album, taking their time with enjoying the music before beginning to lean towards you; eventually nuzzles your face warmly, starting off with cautious kisses and eventually gaining all the confidence in the world with much deeper kisses

Pisces in public: probably uses some sort of game, like The Nervous Game or Truth/Dare, to get you to kiss them; pulls you in by the small of your back

Pisces in private: wraps you in a warm blanket because they want you to be as comfortable as possible as they play with and tease your lips with there’s until you take the initiative to make them really get down to it

Warmth

(A/N): I love this so much *sobbing* 

Request: Ur writing is so nice omg; never second guess it! I was wondering if you could possibly write a Bucky x reader? When I’m sleeping, if I wake up cold, i start crying and shivering and usually cry myself back to sleep? In the fic, could this happen and Bucky is really confused at first but then the reader curls up to him for warmth and fluff yeah sorry that’s so confusing but yeah thanks for reading this! You’re amazing!

Warnings: fllufffffff

Tags: @mcuimxgine, @ifoundlove-x0vanessa0x, @saradi1018, @holland-toms, @superwholockian309, @fly-f0rever, @capbuckthor


Originally posted by blvck--cvnvry

   Bucky the blanket hog, That’s what his name should have been because right now the supersoldier was hogging all the blanket and you were shivering like a freaking mess. It didn’t help you were still groggy from your last mission and now you were sleeping on an uncomfortable motel bed with dingy unwashed blankets in the middle of fucking winter. 

   “Buck,” You whisper, nudging the man with your toes, hoping the freezing nature of them would jolt him awake. “Buck, I’m cold,” But the man doesn’t respond, instead he keeps on snoring away, his face press up against the old motel pillows. With a sigh you turn your back to him, instead looking out into the white scenery of whatever godforsaken country you were in. 

   The snow fell heavily to the ground, it clung to the window and trees, it made the black sky look even darker. Usually you loved the snow, that was when you had a blanket and something to warm you up but right now you had nothing, you were freezing and tired and all you wanted was to warm up and get some sleep. You were already frustrated with the mission and how it was turning out, you were tired and sore, you wanted to go home and eat food and drink coffee, and most of all you wanted sleep. 

   The frustrations of the last few days bubble within you and suddenly you find your cheeks wet with tears, very cold tears. You groan softly, attempting to rub them away but the action only seems to spur them on and now there are tears pooling from your eyes as you whimper and sniffle. Perhaps you could cry yourself to sleep? You continue to sniffle, freezing tears cascading down your cheeks as you attempt to sleep. The chill of the room had settled into your bones and you were shivering so violently you felt as though may throw up from the force of it. 

   “(Y/N)?” Bucky’s voice is muffled and groggy, hoarse from sleep and lack of use. “That you?” You don’t reply, to focused on keeping your teeth from chattering to answer. “Shit,” Bucky mutters as he sits up, all trace of exhaustion wiped from him. “God- you’re freezing doll,” Bucky whispers, nearly frantically looking down at you in the dark room. 

   “Y-Yeah,” You manage as you rub your arms, attempting to bring some life back to them. Immediately Bucky pulls you to his chest with one arm while the other quickly pulls the blankets back around you. It was a stark contrast between the two of you- you were literally freezing, your tears most likely freezing on your face, whereas Bucky was a literal human furnace, even his metal arm was scalding hot. 

   “I’m so sorry (Y/N),” He whispers as he nuzzles his scruffy but warm face into your neck. “I didn’t realized I was hogging the blankets,” You sigh against him finally starting to feel the tips of your fingers once again. 

   “I-It’s o-okay,” You manage through still chattering teeth. “I w-would’ve gone b-back t-to sleep a-anyways,” 

   “You’d have froze to death,” Bucky chastises softly, his arms slowly massaging at different parts of your body, working the feeling back into them. First it was your back, then your neck, and then to your fingers, and eventually down to your freezing stomach and legs. Your feet were intertwined with his and his arms had once again rewrapped around your waist, keeping you locked against his body. “You’re still cold,” He notes, the worry evident in his voice. 

   “Just a bit,” You manage, giving Bucky an almost pained smile. Bucky frowns as he looks you over, trying to decide how to warm you up. His hands creep up your shirt, his palms slowly working warmth back into your body. 

   “Skin contact can help,” Bucky notes softly, looking at you only a bit hesitantly. 

   “Are you saying you want me naked Barnes?” You smirk, despite the chill that still lingered in your bones. Bucky nods, biting his lip just a bit. 

   “There’s another blanket in the closet too, I’ll grab that while you do your thing,” Bucky smiles at you before sliding out of bed, leaving you freezing once more. Immediately you begin to strip, taking off your shirt, sweats, and socks, leaving you even colder than before but before you could cry this time Bucky walked back to the bed, a thick albeit old blanket in his hand. He’s stripped of his clothing too and as soon as he lays next to you you’re hit with his full body warmth. 

   You whimper softly as he lays the blanket atop the motel sheets, you’re limbs already melting at his warmth. He smelled heavenly, like fresh sheets with just the tiniest bit of sugar, and god he was so warm. He settles back down against the bed once he situates the blanket perfectly, his warm face presses against yours, your noses brushing against each others, the warmth of his breath fanning across your lips as he breathes. 

   “Still cold?” He asks in a soft tone, his voice holding it’s own kind of warmth. 

   “Just the tiniest bit,” You smile at him, feeling your eyelids droop as you do. You were so tired, so unbelievably tired but now you had this warmth and it was leaving you feeling pleasantly tired and- 

   Your train of thought cut shorts when suddenly Bucky’s soft lips are pressed to yours, his warm mouth invading your own. His hands slide up and down your bare back, pulling you even closer to his body as he does. His kiss is soft and lazy, nearly lethargic if you think about it, but you loved it more than words could describe. His warmth slowly mingles with your freezing body and when he finally pulls away to breathe you realize you’re feeling so much warmer now than you were. You smile breathlessly, staring up at Bucky with a sleepy but no less than adoring gaze. 

   “Still cold?” He asks, his voice holding nothing more than a sleepy tone at this point. You shake your head this time, smiling as you tuck your head under his chin. 

  “Not at all,”