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Here is Part Two in “This Love”

Pairing: Jensen x Reader
Words:  1286

-Jensen and the reader talk about what happened-

Warning: angst. talk of miscarriage.

A/N: If you want tagged, send me an ask.


         It had been a week since Jensen left the house and went to stay with Jared and Genevieve. Genevieve had stayed the first two nights, only going home during the day, but you insisted that she go home to be with her husband and her boys where she needed to be. While your husband was at her house as well.

           Your heart felt like it wasn’t even in your chest anymore. Like all the little broken pieces were being swept away every time you thought about Jensen not being there. Which was every second of the long week.

           Filming had been hard, but you were an actress. You could pretend for everyone else that you and Jensen were still together. You could pretend that nothing was wrong. You could last until you got home to break down and cry yourself to sleep night after night.

           The hardest part was going to bed alone. There was too much room. Jensen’s side of the bed being empty was the hardest pill for you to swallow. You missed him. You missed his warmth. You didn’t know if you would ever have him with you again.

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Pairing: Tama Tonga x Reader
Word count: 1,031
Prompt: Drunk sex leads to a big surprise
Warning(s): Smut
Tag(s): @theelitevillian

You’re both drunk.

Too drunk.

You two probably won’t even remember what’s gonna happen the next day, but he’s your friend. Friends, do this all the time right? Have drunk sex? Probably not. Tama and yourself probably won’t realize what happened until the next day but as if right now you two didn’t care. That’s why you’re currently in a hotel room together trying to get each other’s clothes off. You managed to get Tama’s shirt off and he sat on the edge of the bed.

You got on your knees in front of him and unbuckling his pants and throwing them to the side. You can see his bulge in his boxer and felt yourself getting aroused at the sight. Pulling down his boxers to his ankles you gently grabbed his dick, stroking it. Tama tilted his head back, eyes closed. You weren’t stroking him for even 5 minutes and he was already erect. You could hear Tama swear under his breath in pleasure. Tucking your hair behind your ears you leaned down and licked the tip of his dick.

You slowly brought your head lower and lower until his entire dick was in your mouth; deep throating him. Tama swore again, this time a bit louder and you chuckled to yourself “Oh you think that’s funny?” You looked up at Tama and he grabbed a handful of your hair and bobbed your head back and forth. He was so intense and aggressive and then he just pulled you off of him. You coughed a bit and Tama got up from the bed. He picked you up and threw you on the bed.

You can see the lust in eyes as Tama crawled into the bed, towards you. He grabbed your skirt and pulled it off along with your panties and it looked as if he was about to have the best meal of his life. He cupped your butt and raised your hips up and without warning, he began to lick, suck, and tongue fucks your pussy. You gasped in pleasure, running your hand through Tama’s hair.

He brought his head up and pulled you closer to him. Tama stopped and examined your body, a lust filled smirk on his face. Before you could say another word he slid inside and began to thrust aggressively. You couldn’t hold your voice in and let out all of your moans. You wrapped your legs around his waist to keep him close, he wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon.

When Tama suddenly stopped you were almost about to whine and complain until he shifted positions to where he was on his back and you were on top. You couldn’t help but chuckle while pressing your hands on his chest “You want me to ride you?” of course this was a rhetorical question. You grinded and rocked your hips back and forth while Tama held your hips. You felt amazing right now, wrapped up in ecstasy and pleasure.

“You like riding on top baby?” You heard Tama ask while chuckling a bit. By the way, you were moving your hips he already knew the answer to that. You grew tired and stopped, lying on his chest, out of breath. This wasn’t the end of it though, Tama rolled you over on your stomach “Don’t think it stops because you’re tired.” He lifted your hips and slid inside once again.

You groaned under your breath, filling every inch of him fill you up. Biting and gripping the sheets you felt him pound deeply inside of you “Ah…..shit…..!” His grip on you tightened a bit and he thrust faster until he stopped and you felt him release inside of you. He panted and rolled on his side. You fell completely on your stomach and panted “That was good.” You told Tama “Yeah.”

You sat on your toilet looking at the pregnancy test that said “positive”, for a few months now you’ve been in denial about what was happening. You thought you caught a virus from throwing so much in the morning, you thought maybe you were eating too much since you were gaining weight, you thought maybe you were walking around too much from your swollen feet but you just wanted to confirm all the lies you were telling yourself so you took a pregnancy test and you could hear your heart break in two when the test said “positive”.

You can only pinpoint the father to one person: Tama Tonga, he was the only person you’ve been with in so long but the problem is…how can you possibly tell him that you’re pregnant? With HIS child? There was no way you could possibly tell him something like this. After you two had drunk sex you both promised not to talk about it with anybody and to act it never happened, but you two seem to act weird around each other.

You didn’t have a lot of options here.; who could you call for help? Kenny? The Young Bucks? Fale? And say what? That you had drunk sex with Tama and now you’re pregnant? That could throw Bullet Club for a loop. Your phone vibrating got your attention, unlocking it you saw a text from Tama. He wanted to meet for dinner so you two could talk…talk about what? You graciously accepted his offer and you two decided to meet in 30 minutes.

What’re you going to do?


You two sat in silence for a few minutes, the atmosphere was incredibly awkward and Tama wouldn’t look at you. Wasn’t he the one that texted you to meet? What’s his problem all of a sudden? You couldn’t help but get irritated with him but you kept quiet to see what he was going to do. You still had to tell this man that you’re pregnant by him….you didn’t know if telling him right now was the best course of action though. Screw it, right? Either you tell him or you keep it to yourself. Tama looked up at you and right when he opened his mouth to speak your big secret came out.

“I’m pregnant and the baby is yours.”

….

“What?”

“Yes hagakure san, those clothes look amazing on you, and not just because youre invisible.”

ao3 klance fic recs

After making my way through most of the klance tag on ao3 I thought I’d share the ones that have stuck the most with me so far. honestly this fandom is a blessing, these authors are a blessing, these dumb space gays are a blessing. so in no particular order, please, have some klance;


Cheeky by rideahorse / a short and sweet oneshot that involves both kissing and incessant bickering, and honestly with this pair, what more could you ask for. rated T.

official summary: Keith pinches his eyes shut, slamming the book down again and swiveling to face Lance. “Oh my god,” he groans, standing up and crossing the two feet between them before Lance can get out a word. He grabs Lance’s face between his hands (perhaps a bit rougher than needed, but hey, he’s always wanted to slap Lance’s stupid face) and the last thing he sees is an expression of pure surprise before he leans down and presses his lips against Lance’s.It’s a peck, and it lasts a second, and then it’s over. Keith leans back, releasing Lance’s face, and hisses, “There.”

if it takes two by velvetcrowbars / Lance has a confession to make and Keith is a knight in shining armor (sorta). a well written oneshot that Lance is absolutely not going to remember in the morning. rated T.

official summary: After the Sendak attack, Keith and Lance deal with unresolved things. Whatever those might be.“Keith?”“What?” He finally says, safely slipping the piece over Lance’s head with minimal knocking against his temple. He sets the discarded parts on the floor next to the bed.“I have a confession.”

never been kissed by kairiolette / I got a pretty good laugh out of this one, Keith and Lance have a Quality Bonding Moment™ at a local alien burger joint and things may or may not get a little out of hand. not that either of them are really complaining. rated G.

official summary: “You give off the obnoxious popular vibe. The mullet, and the rap sheet, and—the fingerless gloves,” Lance replies, and barrels on before Keith can take it the wrong way. “I’m so handsome, my name’s Keith and I’m a pilot.”“That sounds more like a compliment than an insult,” Keith says slowly, a disdainful quirk to his eyebrows that only spurs Lance on. He tilts his head a bit, his bangs shadowing his face, like he’s assessing a particularly impossible physics problem. “And I don’t like that voice you’re using.”

A Fish And A Bird by Methoxyethane / I loved this fic, adored it to be totally honest. the writing is excellent and the plot is funny while also being meaningful. could alternatively be titled “Keith and Lance take miscommunication to a whole new level and then some”. rated T.

official summary: Lance has a boyfriend. Lance does not realize he has a boyfriend. Keith, understandably, does not react well.

head to head, neck and neck, side by side by kushling / lance actually wins a spar with keith and he is so incredibly baffled that he 100% misses the 5000 implications of keith’s super massive gay crush on him. also, avatar references. definitely worth the read. rated T.

official summary: Lance and Keith both like sparring, Avatar, and each other. They have a hard time admitting it. Pidge makes fun of them. Space swords!!!

Stranded by cyborgtoaster / keith and lance end up being both very cold and very gay, in that order. denial is rampant and i definitely snickered once or twice during this one. rated T.

official summary: On a mission gone wrong, Keith and Lance end up stranded on a barren planet during an unexpected ice storm. Left to their own devices, they have to find a way to keep warm for the night. For once, maybe they can get along and only increase their unresolved feels.

moments of silence by attemptsonwords / really well written and great character capturing. lace is super bi and keith is really really frickin gay, together they both start to put the pieces of their relationship together. rated T.

official summary: Quiet moments between two boys who spend most of their time yelling at the other.

Drive! by wolfgun / set in an earth-centric au, keith has obviously never attended a child safety course in his entire life since he thinks jumping into a strangers car and screaming “Drive!” is an acceptable escape plan. it’s like a sleepover au but better. rated T.

official summary: “C'mon, c'mon, c'mon! Don’t you know how to drive? With a car like this, you can’t tell me you just love to mosey on down the road like a goddamn geezer,” he taunted. “What is this? Just a bit of daddy’s money and mommy’s rules?”“I’ll show you geezer, mullet-head!"Au Prompt: You’re getting chased by the police and you just jumped in my car and yelled drive, wtf man (except it’s not cops because Lance’s mom would kill him for bringing home a wanted teen)

I’ve got 99 problems and you’re every single one by kitwitt / lace is so deep in denial it’s almost physically painful to witness, keith is so amazingly gay that’s almost physically painful, too. for an explicitly rated fic a majority of the (currently 4/5) chapters are more fluff then smut. well written and witty, keith is a snarky little shit and it’s great. rated explicit.

official summary: “Obviously I’m not gay.” Lance floundered, voice breaking to a higher pitch.
Shiro tilted his head slightly. “But you have a crush on Keith.”

In which Lance fails to mask his attraction to a certain pilot under the ruse of rivalry, and everyone knows but Keith.

Miscommunication and failures by Lance by mikuridaigo / oh man i got a pretty good laugh out of this. collage-student au where Lance fucks up big time and ends up with a seriously pissed off Keith on his ass. literally. rated M.

(it’s Explicit companion piece Disastrophe (I like it rough) is also absolutely worth the read if you’re looking for that kind of thing.)

official summary: When Hunk called the Sunday before the spring quarter began, asking if he wanted to grab brunch with him, Lance said yes; and when Hunk called again, saying that his friend was joining at the last second, Lance didn’t think anything of it.Until said friend was the best sex he’s ever had.Basically Lance is a screw up and fixing this mess was probably going to kill him.


I could absolutely keep going and going and going (and going) because there are so many great klance fics floating around out there. I definitely encourage you to root around in the tag for yourself if you haven’t already. huge shout out to all the voltron fanfiction writers out there, every single one of you are in my heart. every. single. one. 

thats all for now kids, tune in next time for more Quality Space Gay™ fanfiction recommendations !

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m’gann m’orzz appreciation week: day 5 → favourite relationship

M’gann looks at Maggie. It’s the first time Maggie’s really had the chance to observe her so close outside the dim light of the bar, and she looks so terribly weary. “I’ve been fighting for more than three hundred years,” M’gann says. “Maybe…” She sighs, looking down at her lap again. “Maybe it’s about time I stopped.”

“M’gann…”

In a voice so quiet Maggie can barely hear her, she says, “I keep surviving and I don’t know why.”

Maggie sighs. She doesn’t get it, not really. She hadn’t run thousands of miles across the stars; she hadn’t watched millions of bodies burning. But she had endured her parents’ rejection, their betrayal. She had endured eighteen years in a town that despised everything that she was, and she had eventually got out; cracked but not broken, and strong, strong, strong enough to persevere even when the rest of the world wasn’t as perfect as she had envisioned it to be. Maggie had survived where not everyone in her same situation had. It hadn’t always been pretty, she hadn’t always been kind, but, somehow, she’s here still. And, despite everything, M’gann is too.

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⊳Calling A Familiar Spell⊲

Originally posted by dancing-at-the-funeralparty

    Familiars are one of the witches greatest companions. If youre knowledgeable about familiars you might want one yourself. There comes the problem of finding one. Sometimes you may already have a pet or spirit in mind, but others you may be totally lost. I do not recommend under any circumstance buying a pet just for the sake of them being your familiar. You cannot tell at first glance whether you two will be a good pair and its not fair to the animal if you end up giving it away because it isn’t able to be your familiar. The best option is for you to do some magic so you and a potential familiar can meet and bond.

    Now, onto the spell, but before you do this make sure you genuinely want a familiar and think they would be a big part of your craft. Here is what you’ll need;

◆ A jar(or container of some sort)
◆ A piece of paper and something to write with
◆ A tag lock from you(a piece of hair, a nail clipping, spit, etc)
◆ Dandelion fluff or bay leaf
◆Rosebud(if you don’t have this, you can substitute it with pink sea salt or rose petals)
◆Basil
◆Catnip or cinnamon

    First take your paper and writing utensil. Write down the ideal traits of your familiar(you can add a sigil on it if you’d like). Now fold it up however you want and put it to the side, you’ll come back to it later.
    Next take your jar and put in half your ingredients, then add your tag lock. Now you can add the other half of the ingredients.
    Now you can put your paper in the jar. After that, screw on the lid and place you hands on the sides. Envision you and your future familiar working together and being friends, put all your intent and hope into the jar. Now shake it up, letting the energy buzz around in the jar. Stop when it feels right. Leave it somewhere you go often(like beside your bed or next to your altar). Whenever you feel super witchy and passionate about getting a familiar you can shake it again. Now a familiar will find you, or you will find them. Good luck!

- Mod Faye

Tips for Beginners

When typing this title, my phone autocorrected it to “Tips for Whiners” which is hilarious given the circumstances surrounding this post. However, my conscience got the best of me and I decided to title it differently even though there was peer pressure for the original title. However, not all beginners are whiners (by far) and I figured it wasn’t fair to lump people into a group. Plus, this post is meant to be far more informative and encouraging than it is critical and teasing.

New writers are always looking for help and tools to use to get their writing “out there,” wherever that is. They want to build their audience, which means gaining followers and notes on posts. They seek out help, work on their blogs, and write a lot.

However, some new writers fall into a trap of jealousy and complaining. They become frustrated, then turn their frustration into jealousy. They whine about not getting notes and followers, they complain about blogging cliques and unfair treatment, and they adopt an attitude of “Woe is me. The blogosphere is against me.”

This post is meant to be helpful to each group by providing both useful tips and reality checks. At no point do I actually mean to be hateful. Am I sassy, though? Yes. You can stop reading this post at any time, too. You can also take what works for you and throw out the rest. Nothing here is a blanket statement. 

But let’s just get on with it. ( And it is a long one)

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[Miraculous Ladybug]: A Full Commitment’s What I’m Thinking Of

idk man, i haven’t written the lovesquare in a while, and for some reason i wanted come crack-ish MiracuClass antics, so sue me

Link to Archive of Our Own: [AO3]

Title: A Full Commitment’s What I’m Thinking Of

Summary: Sometimes, when you’re friends are so obviously in love and they’re taking forever to get with the program, it’s time to take matters into your own hands. 

In which Alya takes matchmaking to a whole new level, Nino tries to be the voice of reason, the entire class is incapable of keeping a secret, and Marinette and Adrien just try to have a decent picnic


A Full Commitment’s What I’m Thinking Of


“A class picnic?”

Alya nodded as she scribbled a time and a location on the back of Marinette’s hand. “Yup. I figured it’d be fun. School year’s ending, the weather is beautiful, and exams are just about wrapped up. Thought it’d be a cool casual thing.”

“You didn’t tell me you were planning this,” Marinette said. “I could’ve helped you!”

“Oh, don’t even worried about it, girlie,” Alya assured. “You’ve been so busy with class rep stuff lately I just went and asked Nino for help. Worked out just fine, too. He’s been helping me handle music and food.”

Marinette smiled. “This is so sweet! I can’t believe you did all this for everyone. Is everyone else coming?”

“Oh yeah,” Alya insisted. “Everyone in class. Even Adrien.”

Alya expected some blushing and stammering, but Marinette merely blinked at her. “Adrien’s going to be there?”

“Of course! He was super excited when he found out you were coming.”

Marinette lifted both of her brows in surprise. “He was?”

Alya patted Marinette on the shoulder. “I would never lie to you. So yeah, you should definitely come. After school today, don’t forget.”

“Ok cool!” Marinette nodded. “Do you wanna walk over together with Nino and — ”

NO!” Alya shouted, hands darting out to grab Marinette’s shoulders. Marinette jumped in shock and leaned away from Alya’s frantic looking expression. Alya bit her lip and sighed out through her nose. “I-I mean….nah, i-it’s fine. I have to help Nino with….something after school anyway. Uh….I’ll meet you there a little afterwards.”

“Um…okay,” Marinette said. “You sure you and Nino don’t need any — ”

“Nope! No help!” Alya insisted, spinning Marinette around and marching her over to the locker room. “You just get your books together and meet us at the park. It’ll be a blast.”

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How romantic!

“Dreams Become Reality”

Request: Heeeey 😁 Would you do an imagine where you’re Buckys girlfriend and one night you have a very sexual dream of him. What you don’t know, Bucky is awake and watches you moaning and squirming while you sleep. So he decides to kiss and caress you, till you wake up and make your dream come true with him? 😉 Both povs if you Like 😊

Pairing: Bucky x Female Reader

Warnings: Pure sin. Fluff

Word Count: 1341

A/N: thank you for the request! i hope i dont disappoint. this was so fun to write. please leave feedback and requests in my ask box! dont be afraid to ask questions! I will tag a few of my favorite blogs at the bottom!


Originally posted by stuckwithbuck

You had been on back to back missions for the past two months, sleeping in your shared bed only twice with Bucky, your boyfriend. You had been too tired each time to do anything remotely sexual with the love of your life. You couldn’t even kiss him. The moment your y/h/c locks settled on the pillow you were out for good; not walking up until late the next day or if you were called out for a mission.

No one could take your place during the missions. Each one being to gather intel. You were perfect for the job because you’re an inhuman. You have the power of invisibility. You were in and out of the bases in under an hour then shipped off to the next country. No communication was allowed. If there was, you would have already introduced Bucky to the art of sexting.

Today, you had gotten back from a mission in Siberia. You were to gather intel about what country leaders were working with Hydra. It was midnight by the time you dragged your cold tired body into the Avenger’s base in Upstate New York. Forgetting all food, you trudged up to your shared room and flopped on the bed, not caring if Bucky woke up. Of course, he flinched awake.

“Y/N, baby, I thought you weren’t supposed be back until tomorrow night.” he murmured.

You were already fast asleep. You didn’t even change out of your skin-tight suit. You just passed out. Forgoing all plans to woo your man that night.

Bucky leaned over and pressed a lingering kiss to your forehead before turning you over so he could be the big spoon. He wrapped his right arm around you and put his metal hand against your neck. He knew it cooled you down. You would need it if you were going to sleep in your suit.

“I love you baby. Sleep tight my love.” With those words, he closed his eyes drifting off into a dreamless slumber.


Bucky’s PoV

Something wasn’t right. Usually when Y/N/N comes back from a mission they sleep like the dead, but tonight she keeps moving. She is squirming and moaning. I don’t know what to do. Is she having a nightmare? Should I wake her?

“Mmmmm, Bucky! Right there, baby.”

I can feel my cock start to strain against the confines of my boxers. She’s having a sex dream about me. I can tell she’s close. Her skin is flushed that beautiful rose color and her moans are higher. The higher they become, the more beautiful they sound. She is the living version of Heaven.

I love watching her like this. She is the love of my life and I decide to help her out. I slowly undo the zipper of her cat suit. The cold metal leave goosebumps in their wake. I sneak my flesh hand up the valley of her breasts, if she were on her back I would have buried my face in between the full globes, but I need to keep her in a spooning position.

I pull my rock-hard cock out of my boxers. I rut into the crease of her ass. The cold leather feels good on my hot cock. I’m nipping and sucking at her ear as both of my hands now play with her hardened nipples. Suddenly she stiffens. She moans out low and beautiful. I know now she has finished in her dream, but I am far from done with her.


Reader`s PoV

This is the first orgasm I have had in months. It was strong and the only thing that would have made it better would be if Bucky was the one physically giving it to me, not my imagination. I am still half asleep and in a post-orgasm haze, but I’m lucid enough to feel a warmth directly on my swollen clit. I turn my head to the side; I notice Bucky is not next to me. He usually has his arms wrapped around me.

I feel a harsh tug at my clit. My eyes are wide open now. I lift the blanket up and I’m suddenly staring into Bucky`s gorgeous ocean blue eyes. He smirks at starts eating me like a starving man.

“BUCKY! Just like that! Ohmygod ohmygod!” I scream out probably waking the whole entire tower. I’m too drunk on my previous orgasm and the one Bucky is pulling from my overstimulated body.

My eyes roll back in my head as I feel my walls start to pulse.

“I need your metal hand. Please baby please. I need to feel more of you. Make me cum! Yes! Just like that. I’m cumming I’m cumming!”

I feel his long slender fingers rub rapidly at my g-spot. My walls pulse even faster until they clamp shut hard trapping Bucky`s fingers inside me. He massages my g-spot to prolong my orgasm, but he removes his lips from my clit. He moves his mouth to my inner thighs, sucking and licking at the sensitive skin. He had previously removed my catsuit. It was lying in a dirty pile on the floor with my sports bra and panties.

He slowly removes his fingers and kisses his way up my worn-out body.

“Welcome Home!” he giggles out like a school boy.

His cheeks are flushed and as I look down I can notice his very prominent cock. Its rock-hard and the tip is an angry red. He is dripping pre-cum. I push him onto the bed and kiss my way down his chest. I start sucking as I reach his happy trail. I move to lick and bite at his V line. His cock twitches once it feels my hot breath directly at the tip. I slowly give him small kitten licks. He hisses at the sudden heat and wetness of my tongue.

I take him into my mouth all the way. After all the blowjobs I’ve given him, I’ve become a master at deepthroating his huge cock. He moans high and loud.

“You’re so good to me baby. Taking all my cock like a good little girl. C’mon up. I want you to ride me. I wanna make you cum again.”

I slowly crawl seductively all the way up his body. My dripping, oversensitive core is positioned directly at his craving cock. I stare him in the eyes as I sink down on his full length. His mouth opens in a perfect “O” shape. I get up on my knees and bring myself all the way up, only leaving the tip in. I suddenly crash down onto his hips. He gasps and I can feel his cock twitch. I set a steady and hard pace. Neither of us are going to last long. We are so sensitive.

I feel myself starting to cum. My walls are clenching over his cock when he suddenly flips me over and starts pounding into me. He has me in a spread eagle. His cock reaching impossibly deep. I scream out as I cum for the third time that night. His hips start to stutter. His cock is throbbing fast. The prominent vein on the underside of his cock rubs my g-spot perfectly.

He growls out as he spills his thick, hot cum deep in my pussy. He falls forward, bracing himself on his muscled forearms. I can hear his labored breathing in my ear. We both start to giggle out. Both of ours bodies are flushed and covered in a thin sheen of sweat. He pulls out and rolls of me. I stare at his great ass as he walks into the bathroom. He brings out a washcloth to clean me up and himself.

He jumps back into bed and pulls me flush against his chest.

“I missed you, Baby. I’m glad you’re back. And I’m definitely happy that you’re havin’ sex dreams about me.”

All you could do is giggle and let out a small “I love you” as you dosed off with a dreamy smile on your face and Bucky caressing your back.

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@papi-chulo-bucky @bucky-plums-barnes @ilovebeingjoyful @thatawkwardtinyperson @ursulaismymiddlename

Truth comes first ~P.2

Originally posted by riverdalesource

► Summary:

Everything in Riverdale seems to be a big mess no one can descipher not just because of Jason Blossom’s mysterious murder, but other questions start to fill the air of the small town.

► Pair: Jughead Jones x Reader

►  Word Count: 1,864

► Warnings: none

► A/N: Thank you all for the welcome you did give to this series! I’m so happy to see that you like it. I have to say that maybe these first parts don’t seem that interesting but… Believe me when I say I’m just preparing everything for the surprises and the plot twist that’ll come ;) 

Tags are open!

► Tags:  @matchesarelit, @armafoxx

PART ONE



Half an hour later you were on your way back home.

Everything between you and Jughead had been settled; how you were going to work as a team, what each one of you were contributing with and of course the promise of being the most discreet you could.


A pair of familiar voices filled the air making your walking stop. You were standing in the sidewalk in front of Betty’s house. At the same door of the house you could see two persons; none other than Archie and Betty themselves, and they didn’t look happy.

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Locked In

Part three of the Good Little Angel series

Part one: Good Little Angel

Good Little Angel part two

Word count: 1,085

Warning: no smut in this one (sorry)

Pairing: Lucifer x Reader

Summary/Request: Thank you @curlyxtomato for your request! This is a part three.

Lucifer leaves you stuck in your room as you try to figure out what on earth is going on

A/N: No smut in this part, this is more development of the plot because due to popular demand I’m turning this into a series! If anyone wants tagged please just let me know.

Originally posted by brieflymaximumprincess

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Enmity

Bucky Barnes Series
-Your attraction to the brooding Winter Soldier is instant, but when you overhear him talking badly about your appearance those feelings of desire quickly turn to hate.

(I’ll be starting a PERMANENT TAG LIST so if you’d like to be tagged in each fic that I write from now on MESSAGE MY ASK BOX or COMMENT ON MY MASTERLIST) 

MASTERLIST

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five

Part Six- End.

You told Nat and Wanda everything that had happened that evening, hating the exchange of knowing looks between the pair that only deepened your sense of confusion.

“What are those faces for?!” You screeched, pulling at your hair. “What is going on here?!”

Nat shook her head and Wanda laughed into her hand. “It’s nothing, Y/N. Let’s just focus a minute here.” Wanda nodded and agreed. “Yes, you clearly don’t have the feelings that you thought you had for Steve, so the first thing you have to do is talk it out with him.” You looked at the pair of them, unable to hide the look of dread that ensconced your features. “It’s for the best, Y/N. It’ll get rid of any awkwardness between the two of you, and you know give you a clear head to think about any other feelings you might have for some people.. maybe-”

“Speak to Steve.” Nat cut off, shooting a warning glance at Wanda. You frowned at them, “What are you talking about Wanda? Any feelings I might have? I don’t like Steve, we just established that.”

Wanda smiled a small smile but spoke carefully under Nat’s watchful gaze. “It’s not Steve I’m talking about.” She giggled, watching your face transform into a picture of shock.

“Well I don’t like you either!” You spluttered, causing the pair of girls to explode into laughter. You groaned and let your face fall into your hands, having had no success in shedding a bit of light on the situation. “I’ll go speak to Steve.” You mumbled, hefting yourself up and traipsing away from the intrusive sounds of laughter.

You texted him to meet you in your bedroom in ten minutes and he responded with a quick ‘Ok’, so you busied yourself with tidying your room and making yourself look presentable. You forced down the rising feeling of nervousness that threatened to consume you by playing a bit of music in the background, and before too long there was a soft knock at the door.

“Come in.” You called, fiddling with the stereo and not paying Steve much attention as he awkwardly stepped, concealing something behind his back. You turned to face him with an uneasy smile, only to have it be replaced with a look of shock. As it wasn’t Steve at all- but Bucky.

“Wh-What are you doing here?” You asked, your voice almost a whisper. Bucky cleared his throat and presented the bowl of freshly cut mangoes he’d been concealing behind his back. “I think we need to talk.” Your eyes flitted from the fruits to the tentative looking Winter Soldier as your mind whirred, thinking back on the conversation you’d had with Nat and everything that had transpired in the past few days. “This isn’t a good time actually I just asked Steve to-”

“Steve’s the one that told me to come.” Bucky said, interrupting you with a smile that wavered as he spoke. “And- and Nat.” He laughed, placing the mangos down on your lap. “Can I sit?” You nodded and watched, utterly transfixed as he sat down next to you on the bed. What the hell had been going on? Why did Steve tell him to come down? Why had Bucky been speaking to Nat about you? Why was the man you despised most in the world sat on your bed with you, smiling? And why were you letting him?

“I’m sorry-” you stuttered, “But what are you doing in my room?”

Bucky huffed and shoved a piece of mango into his mouth. “Shouldn’t tal wih mouf full.” He slurred, acting apologetic. You narrowed your eyes at his awful stall tactic but chewed on a mango slice as you waited anyway. The few seconds it took for Bucky to swallow the fruit seemed to be enough for him to collect his thoughts as he turned to you abruptly.

“Why do you hate me so much?”

You choked a little on the mango, taken aback by his question.

“What?”

“I want to know- why did you take such a disliking towards me in the first few seconds you met me.” Bucky asked again, his eyes staring into yours which grew cold as you thought back.

“I really needed to pee.” You said, earning a confused look but not bothering to communicate your meaning. “But the ladies room was full so I hid in the guy’s bathroom and went about my business. But as I was about to head out-” Bucky groaned as you spoke, apparently recalling the events and conversation that occurred during that first day you’d met. “Being hidden in the cubicle, I was able to overhear every little thing you had to say about me.”

“Y/N, I-”

“Not that hot, nothing special- "bet 2 bucks I can get her to go home with me tonight.”“ You recited, holding Bucky in your steely gaze. "That was actually the first encounter we had. And I learnt a lot about you in those first few minutes that helped me decide how to treat you- how you deserved to be treated in those next few moments we’d meet face to face.” You finished, licking the sweet juices left on your fingers by the mango you’d just consumed.

“I’m sorry, Y/N.” Bucky mumbled, looking ashamed, which you found strange. “For what? It’s hardly like we’re best friends, you don’t need to apologise now. There’s no need.” Bucky winced at your words, grasping your hand in his- much to your horror- as you snatched it back. “What are you doing?” You hissed, standing up, ready to send him out your room.

“Y/N I like you.” Bucky breathed out, staring at you with such an intensity that the thought he was joking didn’t even cross your mind.

“What?” You repeated, for what felt like the thousandths time. “That makes no sense- whatsoever!”

Bucky groaned and rubbed at the back of his neck, matching your tone of disbelief. “I know! I know it doesn’t- but I do! I really fucking like you and it’s so goddamn confusing because I’ve never hated someone as much as I hate you too.”

“Ditto.” You interrupted without thinking, exchanging smiles with the nervous man before you, easing the tension ever so slightly. The next time he reached for your hand, you let him. You didn’t know why, but whatever was happening you were seemingly ok with it. You could feel his eyes on your skin, a thoughtful look enveloping his features as you grew sombre.

“I didn’t mean what I said back then.” Bucky sighed, pulling you nearer to him. “I was just being a jerk, I was trying to stop the guys from showing an interest in you and I kinda felt threatened by the way Steve looked at you. I was- I was trying to keep you all to myself but, but we both know how that turned out.” You laughed a little and he looked up at you, a hopeful smile dying to be released. “Kinda had the opposite effect, hu?” You quipped.

Bucky went to pull you close and wrap his arms around your waist, from where he was sat but you resisted. “I-I think this is-”

“A bit unexpected..” Bucky acknowledged. “I actually only just realised how-how I /felt/ for you rather, well, super recently. I think it took for you getting shot right in front of me to realise that if I lost you I would- I would freaking lose my mind.” You inhaled sharply at the revelation, noting how difficult it must be for Bucky to be opening up to you like he was, his eyes cast down and a red hue clouding his cheeks. “Talk about too little too late though, hu? But I- I visited you whilst you were out and Tony said- Tony said you’d be fine.. So I figured maybe I could give it a shot- pun not intended- at just you know, telling you how I felt at least. So I went down to the gym at the time you usually headed down there to do cardio and instead I saw-” this time it was your turn to groan, and you wrapped Bucky’s body in yours, making the move of intimacy he was too afraid to go for. His arms found your waist as you wrapped your hands around his head, playing with his hair from your standing position. “I saw Steve and you- kissing- and I thought it was too late but then you- and I almost- but Nat told me and and so I told Steve and they sort of arranged this whole thing and now.. here we are.”

“Here we are..” you echoed, twirling a few pieces of his hair in between your fingers. He looked up then, hopeful, and your heart skyrocketed in your chest, so loud that you worried he would hear it banging against your ribcage.

He whispered your name before you both leaned in and touched lips in what felt like an explosion of colour and emotion. You were quick to lace your hands in his hair, tugging moans of pleasure from his lips. You pushed him backwards and lay your body atop his on the bed, unthinking, but moved entirely by your intermingling sense of passion. His hands cupped your ass and pushed your closer towards him, causing you to arch your back. Your senses were dialled to a hundred and you were driven wild by the way he bit your lip and moaned your name, the hot and heavy breaths that were exchanged between kisses. The moment shared more intensity than either of you had experienced in any of your wildest embraces.

“I love you.” He gasped, pulling apart a moment to look you in the eye as he professed to you the ultimate truth. As you stared at him with your eyes wide and your lips swollen and your heart beating a mile a minute you realised what you had known all along, what everyone had known- and suddenly it all made sense.

“I love you too.”  


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little-miss-mash  asked:

ok but so imagine how computers get hot you get to cuddle with an monic space heater, and honestly it would be pretty uncomfortable what with all the metal and pipes and hard edges but. Imagine monic sweaters that were thick and squishy specifically for snuggly time. ok that's all, I love your art!

BONUS:

So well I think if you are in a relationship with a metal based entity you would have to be somewhat into the metal surface, but a good onmic significant other would probably also be very aware of his sharp edges around his squishy gf.

For some reason the couple from the Alive short are becoming the most adorkable and pure pair in my history of ships. >_> help.

anonymous asked:

I was wondering if you could recommend any comics that have a mobster/gangster vibe or that deal with delinquent teenagers?

Hmm… this one’s difficult, mostly because I don’t already have a tag on the tagpacker I can use to cheat. Here are some that might be what you’re looking for:

Mobster/gangster:

Griefer Belt: Griefer Belt is a slice of life series about queer criminals in the black market! Light-hearted dark humor ensues!

Rechargeable: The Immortals are an Australian crew of criminals, doing their best to get by in the underbelly of New Portland. The year is 2100, and the intentions are very dubious.

Four Corners: Set in 1995, Yokohama, as two unlikely delinquents pair up to solve the mystery of why gangs in the city are being brutally disbanded.

NINE STONES: Disturbing dreams shake Alistair “Allie” Jacobi’s nights. But his daytime life is not much better. His father, the boss of a criminal organization, has decided that it’s time for his son to gain experience in the underworld. So Allie, 19, finds himself doing an “internship” in a convenience store run by the man who, under the cover of home deliveries, is selling drugs to the entire city. To teach him the “job” is Christopher, an older guy. The bond created between the two of them will give life to dark presences and disturbing and enigmatic premonitions.

Fishbones: Fishbones starts in the year 1999 in the fictional, east coast city of Southport. The story is about growing up, friendship, and sometimes the mob.

Delinquent teens:

Zoo Academy: Zoo Academy is a LGBT orientated high school comic about inhuman and criminal kids trying to fit into the society that looks down at them.

Breaks: A love story…but a little broken.

Everyone wears a mask. What we see of people on the surface is so rarely what’s ticking underneath. And, in Cortland Hunt’s case, what he’s hiding might just be more than Ian Tanner is prepared for.

Breaks is the story of two young adults coming to terms with who they were, who they are and who they’ll become.

Long Exposure: Long Exposure is an ongoing webcomic about a nerd and a bully who are forced to work on a class project together. The story revolves around them developing super powers after an incident at a strange research center, and finding themselves followed by a mysterious car, overcoming personal challenges, and (most importantly) discovering how gay they are for each other.

I Can’t Do This

Request: Fantastic as usual sweetie! Anywho, if you’re still excepting requests, I was wondering if you’d be willing to do a part 2 of “I Do…Not” where you and Newt have parted ways and, once he realized you were right, he finds you happily engaged/married? Angsty for everyone who loves the dear, but he can’t win EVERY time

Word Count: 2,506

Pairing: Newt x Reader

Part 1

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Leta stands in the doorway, eyes wide as she takes in your joined hands, Newt’s parted lips, the lack of space between the two of you. “What are you two doing?”

You fall to the side as Newt rips his hand back and steps away from you. “Leta. Nothing. We were just speaking.”

“Newt.” You grab his arm, regaining your balance before you reply. “Don’t bother with her. She’s the one at fault.”

Leta scowls at you. “I’m not the jealous one trying to steal a husband.” Her eyes very pointedly land on the hand clutching onto Newt’s bicep.

You flush and drop it to your side. “I’m not trying to steal Newt. I’m trying to save him from life with a wench like you.”

Her glare turns to ice. “Wench? Really? Says the little girl that can’t get over her elementary crush.”

You want to scream as your ears heat up. “I don’t have a crush on Newt. I just want what’s best for him. Unlike you.”

“He’s my husband. How would you want any better for him than I do?”

“I don’t know, oh wait, that’s right.” You cock your head, meeting her challenge. “I’m not a cheating, lying bitch.”

You hurl the words at her knowing even as you say them that it won’t matter. Newt is a lost cause.

He proves it by grabbing your arm. “Stop that.”

You don’t turn to him, still staring Leta down. “Stop trying to protect you?”

“We’re not at Hogwarts anymore. I don’t need your help.”

“You obviously do.”

“No.” He says, voice cold. “I don’t.”

You stiffen, slowly spinning to meet his stony gaze. “You don’t need my help?”

“No.”

“Do you even think you need me anymore, Newt, or am I completely expendable now that you have her?”

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The Affair - Chapter 4

Summary: The reader has dinner at Negan’s like originally planned. 

Characters: Negan, Reader (OC)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Swearing & Smut.

Notes: Things start warming up a bit. Sorry for the lack of updates on stories, I’ve been super busy with things! 

AO3 Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/10224827/chapters/23635404

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Stop being stubborn

Pairing: Sam x Reader 

Characters: Sam, Dean, the Reader 

Warnings: light swearing

Word count: 1876

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Summary: Sam and the Reader don’t fight like normal couples. 

A/N: I’ve been watching a lot of Parks and Rec so this is just definitely a reflection of that, hope everyone enjoys! ALSO PEEP THE JJ’S DINER REFERENCE:) 

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What came next was unexpected. He came closer, planted a kiss on her cheek, and she heard him whisper, “Be careful.” Wait –was he really worried about her and her safety? Her, who could kill a man twice her height with her bare hands? Loyal and kind and sweet and oh-so-easy-to-read-Benji was worried, about her. Since when? Well, maybe not so-easy-to-read-Ben in the end…