you and your winks are just

anonymous asked:

35 from the 101 kinks + 15 from nsfw with Bucky! :)

Prompts: fully clothed [from this list] and “you can handle more than that.” [from this list]
601 words; Bored on a six-hour flight, Bucky convinces you to meet him in the bathroom (18+, MILE HIGH BLOWJOBS! I don’t know why I chose this gif.)

Originally posted by b-n-a-o

“I’m gonna head to the bathroom, leave it a couple of minutes and come join me,” Bucky winked, squeezing your thigh.

With no time to hear your response, Bucky was already swaggering down the aisle towards the back of the plane.

The pair of you were just half an hour into a six hour flight and for some reason, Bucky just couldn’t keep his hands off of you, aided by a blanket thrown over your laps. As soon as the plane was in the air, he joked about joining the mile high club. More than once. You were hesitant, but you put his carefree attitude down to this being your first real getaway together with no one else but yourselves for company.

A few moments had passed. Nervously, you left your seat and went on your way to your mile high meeting place. In your mind, everyone you passed knew what you were doing. Eventually you reached the very back of the cabin. Finding the bathroom door ajar, you squeezed yourself into the cramped compartment, pressing yourself tightly against Bucky. He was already rock hard.

His lips made a beeline for yours, hurriedly pulling you by the hips on top of him as he settled on the seat of the toilet. His hips rolled against yours with need.

You broke the kiss, immediately fathoming what he wanted. Sliding off of his lap and on to the floor, you wasted no time in undoing Bucky’s fly, swiftly wrapping a hand around his thick, veined cock.

He looked down at you through hooded lids, smoothing his hair back and silently raking his teeth over his lower lip in anticipation as your tongue began to work its way over his shaft.

You looked up at him as you teased, occasionally darting your tongue over the tip. You wondered how much Bucky could take before he blew your cover to the audience on the other side of the locked door. It took you mere moments before you heard a stifled moan from him. He needed more.

When it got too much, his left hand grabbed a fistful of your hair. “Come on, doll, I wanna see my cock in that pretty little mouth of your’s,” he groaned.

His grip wasn’t forceful to begin with; guiding your mouth down, over him. You wrapped your hand around what you couldn’t take and settled into the rhythm his grip pulled you in. Gradually, his hips began to roll to meet your mouth until the head reached the back of your throat, making your eyes water. You quickly brought yourself off of him sending threads of saliva sticking to your chin as you tried to catch your breath. Your hand continued to pump his shaft before you delved back down with the help of Bucky’s grip.

“Come on, doll, you can handle more than that,” he urged breathlessly, “all the way.”

You moaned in response, knowing he was close. The solid muscles in his thighs grew tight under your fingertips as you sank every inch.

He was also dangerously close to letting your fellow passengers know how much of a good time you were having, hissing a string of expletives, as he came.

You, of course, didn’t waste a drop, before collapsing back against the door, your chest heaving.

After cleaning yourselves up, you went first at unlocking the door. You were mortified to find that a line of your fellow passengers had formed outside the bathroom.

Red faced, Bucky shooed you back to your seat. “I’ll return the favour later,” he whispered, earning a disapproving look from the elderly woman across the aisle.


Keep It The F*ck Down ~Smutty September~

Prompt: Shameless (smut) request: Carl Gallagher or Lip Gallagher going down on you for the first time, his family is in the house so you have to be very quiet. Thank you!

Pairing: Carl x Reader

Word Count: 410

Warning: Two in the pink, one in the stink.

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Five minute ficlet (NSFW)

“I seriously only have five minutes,” you moaned as he slammed you into the wall, lips on your shoulder, your collarbone, your throat.

“I only need five minutes.” His laugh was a self-deprecating rumble.

“I might need more than -” you paused as his hand slipped into your knickers, “oh.”

He ran his fingers along your folds, slipping his thumb between them to rub your clit. He applied just enough pressure that your breath caught, and he pulled his gaze up to yours, an arrogant smirk on his face.

“What was that?” He winked. You felt him tug at the front of his pants and let out a satisfied groan as he slid into you, pulling one leg up around his hip as he started thrusting into you. His hand moved across your hip, grabbing the flesh of your ass for leverage as he pounded against you. His lips found your collarbone again, and he was nipping, tugging st the skin with his teeth.

Suddenly you felt that familiar tightening in your belly and as his hips ground against you, the first wave of a cascading orgasm. His hand moved from your breast to your mouth to prevent your cries from being heard in the hallway, and you felt his abs tense as he grunted out his own orgasm.

As he pulled out and fixed his clothes, he checked his comm.

“Four minutes, twenty-three seconds. You’ve got thirty-seven seconds to get the red out of your cheeks, sweetheart.” He winked, smoothed down the front of his uniform and left the supply cupboard before you could retort.

anonymous asked:

How many wink/ smirk gifs have you MADE????? I feel like everytime I see your face on my dash I have to prepare myself

THIS IS HARD. I have so many! My mouth is a little wonky so it just looks like I’m smirking every time I smile. It’s unfortunate.. Here are all the ones of me actually smirking/ attempting to smirk.

(This ones not really a smirk but this post needed some Captain Jack)

(Fuzzy fuzzy fuzzy old camera)

(Plus one OOC)

I think there’s a lot more of them, but these were the ones I could find right now.

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💙💙 *Winks and kisses* 💙💙

I just think it’s extra hilarious that the person who yelled “He’s old enough to be your dad” when John Taylor winked at me, drank a sip from his water bottle and threw it at me & I caught it midair was a middle-aged-guy-with-his-wife-sterotype like are you jealous my dude? lmao 

Originally posted by mateytatey

no one can resist the power of John Taylor I understand. it’s true but still lmfao

Tom had been drinking all day, out with ander ester, the guy that drugged him last time and got him drunk to the point of no return.later tom came back home, stumbling, with an arm around ander to keep himself up right, ander with a slight grin on his face as he watched his friend stumble. “Want me to walk you to your room?” Ander offers in a flirty tone. Tom nods. He really needs help. So ander ester walks tom to his room, sitting him on his bed and climbing in next to him, winking. Tom giggles and shoves Ander’s face. “Andrew knock it off you know im married…” He whispers. Ander just smirks and lays down next to tom. “Aw, just a lil~?”

How to tell if your fictional romance is kinda Creepy

Imagine that the Receiver of Attention does not like the other person, or that you are being told the line by someone you don’t find attractive.

Person A: I’ve been imagining bending you over a desk *wink wink*
Person B in Most Fiction: Oh wow that is so hot take me now
Person B Most Likely in Life: Ooookay, I might just leave now. *edges out the door, then runs*

This example is, of course, when neither side have been body-language flirting or actual flirting. When it’s just a 0-100 situation, things can get a bit awkward. True, the reader usually knows the characters are getting together. The author knows the characters are getting together, but the characters (probably) don’t know that the characters are getting together. If you went up to a cute guy and was Person A (most of the time without even knowing their sexuality), you would probably get a negative reaction. Do a cheesy pick-up line first, works A+, trust me I’m a writer.

Just thought this might be helpful! ^.^

anonymous asked:

so you don't wanna hear about hate sex bam? like you wouldn't wanna hear about how he'd run his hand through his hair and wink at you just to piss you off more? or maybe how he'd call you every nasty name between thrusts pushing you up against a desk? no? not that? maybe him biting his plump bottom lip while pushing his hair back as you ride him? none of this? got it 😊

Why you wilding? See ain’t nobody even ask for all this. @kpopbrowniefics come get your anon, I’m out here tryna be a good INNOCENT child of God and they testing me. Adding on to the reasons Kunpimook gotta be beat. IT’S TOO EARLY -Monni xX

Originally posted by illbebachinaminuet

Wizarding Tattoo Parlors.

I know it has been talked about before but I want to talk about wizarding tattoos and piercing again. Here’s just a couple ideas.

  • A tongue ring that you wear to ward off minor hexes and jinxes.
  • A Tattoo of a tree where the leaves change depending on the season.
  • A pair of matching tattoos of a piece of parchment that can be wrote on to send messages.
  • You see this dagger I have tattooed on my calf? It comes off into my hand as a real weapon when I’m in danger.
  • A little dragon that flies around your left forearm. 
  • A pin-up witch that winks and waves at you. 
  • A tattoo that starts off as a rune but once you fall asleep and wake up in changes into something that is similar to your patronus, something that symbolizes who you are.
  • A tattoo on somebodies wrist that warms up and changes color when they need to take their medications.
  • Ear piercings that translate everything around you into your native language. 
  • Lip piercing that do the same, except when you speak you speak the language of whoever you’re speaking to.
  • A small bird tattoo behind your ear that chirps and whistles to you when you’re anxious.
  •  A tattoo of your child that ages with them.
  • A tattoo for those that are hard of hearing or deaf and are unable to read lips at that moment that displays the words of the person speaking to them on their hand.
  • A nose ring that is charmed that long as you are wearing it you will never lose your keys.
  • A flower scene where some flowers only will bloom at certain times.
  • little nocturnal animal tattoos like raccoons that only show up on your skin after dark.
  • a tattoo of digital numbers on your wrist that tell the time.

Magical tattoos and piercings!!!



These are super fun to make and they smell friggggin awesome and look super cute. awesome for rituals and for decoration and for smelling awesome, could be a cool gift, could sell em’ or just whack this tutorial straight in your grimoire for later use, you name it kiddie winks. IMA TEACH U 

1) PICK YO SELF SOME LAVENDER! if you don’t have lavender in your garden, you need to get some. but in the mean time, head over to your local botanical gardens or a park area or a shop or your friends place, anywhere where you can get yourself some freshly picked lavender. Begin with an uneven number of stalks, the bigger the bundle the bigger your wand.

2) GETCHO SELF SOME CUTE ASS PURPLE RIBBBON, and tie it just below the flowers. 

3) THEN UR GONNA WANNA fold the stalks down evenly over the flower head bundle.

4) WEAVE YO’ RIBBON over and under each stalk, around and around, until you have enclosed the entire flower head.

5) TIE OFF YO RIBBON at the bottom.

6) GIVE YO FINISHED WAND a roll between your palms to release that wonderful lavender fragrance1111111!!!!



- @indigo-amethyst

and then they paint each others nails and come up with wild theories about why Zarkon is such a grump until Hunk bursts in looking for his missing headband

he does agree that space IKEA constantly failing to give Zarkon enough screws to properly assemble his space furniture is a plausible explanation also where do you even find this stuff Lance? and don’t try telling me it came with your lion 

(idk i just wanted to draw something cute. i hc that lance really enjoys pampering people since it reminds him of his family, and keith didn’t get pampered at all growing up but he finds that he really likes it, even if he initially only agreed because he didn’t want lance to look so sad and homesick)

Sleep Starters
  • “How late were you up last night?”
  • “You’re not pulling another all-nighter, not if I can do anything about it.”
  • “Aren’t you cold? I can go get you some blankets!”
  • “Are you alright? I thought I heard you talking in your sleep.”
  • “Don’t worry, you’re alright. It was just another nightmare.”
  • “I don’t want to get up!”-“You can’t make me go to bed!”
  • “Can you turn your music down? Some of us are trying to sleep!”
  • “That looks highly uncomfortable. How do you even sleep like that?!”
  • “I didn’t mean to wake you up…”
  • “Don’t you think it’s getting awful late?”
  • “Sweet dreams!”
  • “I didn’t get a wink of sleep last night.”
  • “You said some interesting things in your sleep last night.”
  • “Did you have another bad dream?”
  • “Come on, let’s just go to sleep.”
  • “You look exhausted. Did you get any sleep last night?”
  • *221B*
  • Sherlock: *sitting in his chair; hands clasped* I have to tell you something.
  • Rosamund: *sitting in her dad's old chair; eating a cookie* Yeah?
  • Sherlock: *awkward* Um, well, for a while, I've been...on my own here.
  • Rosamund: *nods* I know. That's okay, Uncle Sherlock.
  • Sherlock: *smiles* I know. It's okay if that changes, too *pauses* would you be okay if that changes?
  • Rosamund: *confused* Changes how?
  • Sherlock: *clears his throat* I've asked someone to live with me. Someone very special, very close to me *affectionate* someone I love *smiles* and they've accepted.
  • Rosamund: *grins* Is it Aunt Molly?
  • Sherlock: *frowns* How do you know that?
  • Rosamund: *giggles* Oh, Uncle didn't think that was a SECRET, did you?
  • Sherlock: ...
I’m Not a Kid

I’m Not a Kid

Word count: 4.2k

Genre: smut

“Y/N” you heard Jungkook sing song. He had been bothering you for the past three weeks. Jungkook was your boss’s son and he had been trying to get you to go out with him since day one.

You had given the papers to your secretary and turned to face him. “Jungkook,” you sighed and walked back over to your office. You walked inside your office and turned to close your door but Jungkook stopped it and walked in. You sighed again and went to sit at your desk. You got on your computer, not looking at him, “Yes, Jungkook.”

“Oh, Y/N” he laughed. “I love when you call me that.”

You looked over at him, “It is your name.”

He just stood there and smiled with a wink. You rolled your eyes, “What did you need?”

He walked over and sat at the on the edge of your desk. “Well, I need a date to dinner tonight?”

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Joker Imagine: Harassed

Anonymous said:Can you do a story where the reader is going out with mr j and she wonders off in a club and a group of guys harass her and she’s innocent and just scared and Mr j goes crazy and protects her and just yea that’d be amazing and some Mr j fluff in it 😜

Originally posted by harleenfrancesqvinzel

J and you were at his club, trying to have a good time after a stressful week. It was Saturday night so the place was absolutely packed! ‘’I’m gonna grab a drink’’ You told your boyfriend and stood up from his lap. He slapped your bum gently just so the other man around saw that you were his and they would better not touch you. ‘’Be back soon or I’ll miss ya’’ He winked cheesily as you walked off.

It took a little while to get to the bar while avoiding drunk people. Just as you sat down on a bar stool and patiently waited for the bartender’s so come to you when they’re finished, some guys sat around you. It was strange that J fell for you because most of the time you were nice and kind. But sometimes your head just got all messed up and you could do awful things, but that was rare.

The man leaned towards you and one even stood behind you so you couldn’t escape. ‘’Hi sexy’’ One of them with a dirty smile winked. He had messy hair and alcohol on his shirt. They all stunk like ass. ‘’I have a boyfriend’’ You defended yourself and nervously tapped your fingers on the counter.’’Oh he doesn’t have to know. Let’s have some fun!’’ Another one chuckled and touched your back. Your breath hitched in your throat and you got nervous.

‘’Leave me alone’’ You tried to warn them. After all if they would continue, J would kill them - no doubt. ‘’Don’t be fucking boring’’ The same voice said again and suddenly you were pulled off of the chair. The men practically dragged you away from the bar, making you so panicked that you forgot what self-defence was. ‘’H-Hey!’’ You tried to yell, but the music was so loud that your voice drowned in it. Suddenly you were pressed against the wall harshly and you hit your head.

‘’I bet you have such a tight little cunt’’One of them said, but you were so scared that you couldn’t recognize who the voice belonged to. Your heart stammered in your chest and you wanted to cry. A hand touched your inner thigh and that’s when you felt tears stinging your eyes. ‘’Let me go!’’ You insisted and desperately tried to yank yourself free from their strong arms, but it was useless.

The hand rose and touched the lining of your panties, making the tears fall from your eyes. ‘’Stop!’’ You begged and wondered how no one saw this? On the other hand the three were towering above you, making it hard to see you. Before they could do anything else, you heard at least three gunshots and the person right in front of you, the one touching you, fell onto the floor. The other two stood there and turned white as sheets when they saw their friend dead.

Joker had noticed this and come to your rescue.

‘’Walk away baby this won’t be pretty’’ He growled and you saw two of his henchmen behind him. Two other henchmen walked up to the rest of the harassers and they were held tightly, not allowed to escape. Fear sunk into their faces and they knew they had fucked up real bad.

You walked away from the wall and watched you step so you wouldn’t step on the dead man. Tears gushed down your eyes and you were trembling. J nodded to his henchman Frost who then put his arm on your shoulder in a comforting way. Suddenly J walked up to the guy that had been on yout left side. ‘’You did something really dumb’’ J growled in his face madly. The people around you knew what was going on, but no one dared to step in whatsoever. 

‘’I-I’m sorry!’’ The man cried out in pure fear, but sorry wasn’t enough. Joker kneed his crotch and a painful yelp escaped his lips. J repeated the action and horror grew on the other guy’s face.  You watched as he started beating the guy like a maniac as the henchman hold the guy. ‘’No one..’’ J started and held onto his jaw tightly. ‘’..disrespects my queen like that!’’ He finished angrily and punched the man straight in the face and I could hear his nose breaking. It made me sick in the stomach.

A sob made Frost look at you again.You covered your mouth with your hands and tried to stay calm, but you were still shocked. Everything happened so fast. You felt disgusting since the guy had touched you there. ‘’Frost do me a favour and take her to my office. I bet she doesn’t want to see the rest’’ J sighed and faced you with his back, clothed with a golden jacket. Frost replied with a ‘’yes sir’’ and then started walking away with you beside him. People stepped out of the way as Frost took me towards the hall where there was an elevator.

As soon as you two got in the elevator, silence fell over. Tears were ruining your make-up and I kept trembling. ‘’I’m sorry miss’’ Frost apologized softly. He was one of J’s most trusted men so you had talked to him a lot. You just nodded and then wiped away some tears which was useless. The doors slid open and you walked to the left until you were behind a black door. ‘’J’s r-really mad’’You whimpered and sat down on a big chair that was in J’s office. Frost nodded shortly.

‘’He flipped the table when he was told what was going on’’ Frost let you know. You looked at him silently. J really cared about you which was weird. Why? ‘’Do you want anything? Water?’’ Frost suggested and saw how uncomfortable you looked. ‘’No thanks’’ You mumbled and then bit the inside of your cheek to hold back cries. 

A few minutes later the door opened and J walked back. His clothes were bloody and his knuckles were already bruising. He seemed pissed as hell. When he saw you sitting there, he hurried to you. 

‘’Oh baby..’’ He breathed out and put his warm hands on your arms and then got on his knees in front of you. He seemed relieved to see you there after beating people up.  You put your hand on his and tried to stay calm. ‘’Thanks Frost’’ J muttered and a second later he walked out, leaving you two alone. That’s when tears started to run down your cheeks again.’’Oh baby..don’t you cry..They can’t do anything to you anymore’’ He promised and gathered himself. He picked you up and then sat on the chair and placed you on his lap. 

‘’I’m sorry..I-I don’t know what happened..’’ You whimpered, still scared of the situation. J wrapped his arms around you softly. ‘’Shh..It’s not your fault’’ He reminded you with a calmer voice and started rubbing your back gently like you were as fragile as a feather. You nuzzled closer to him and then his scent calmed you down. You were safe with him

Criminal AUs
  • “The police just threatened you to put your weapon down and you retorted by saying that you’ll take something extremely valuable, and then you grabbed me wTF DID YOU JUST WINK AT ME.”
  • “Y'know, I wouldn’t be so mad about this whole ‘I was secretly a criminal the whole time thing’ if you hadn’t just killed our professor, I mean c'mon dude I know he was a douche to me but that’s no excuse to just MuRDer SOMEONE.”
  • “Okay, I’m sorry, but I CLEARLY got here first.”
  • “You got thrown into prison because you were covering for a relative/your friend and it’s so obvious you don’t fit in here and it’s actually pathetic, so how about I (someone who’s been in here for ages) show you the ropes?”
  • “Pfft, you’re the newbie and you look like such a wuss it’s unreal, I bet you couldn’t handle a single punc — WOAH I WAS NOT EXPECTING YOU TO PUNCH THAT HARD… okay, but you’ve GOT to teach me how to do that and I might be oddly attracted to you?? whaaaat???”
  • “I caught you in the middle of robbing this store and I’m so reporting this, and NO  i will not be bribed; OMG WHAT THEY HAVE THIS I’VE BEEN LOOKING FOR THIS FOR AGES… okay, maybe I will. “
  • “okay, I know I’m a security guard and I’m not meant to talk to any of the prisoners but seriously you are just so chatty and lovable it’s kind of hard not to talk to you, how did you even get in here???” 
  • “I’m only talking to you, the security guard, because I have a plan to get out of here but I think i kinda like you a bit more (ok a lot more) than the other guards, holy shit I might not leave because of you.”
  • BONUS: “What do you mean you want me to come with you??”
  • “Hey, you know all the expensive things you’ve been getting me the past few months? How did you even manage to afford that? … omfg please tell me you’re joking — YOU’RE NOT JOKING WHAT THE HELL.”
  • “you take the term ‘partner in crime’ to a whole new level.” 
The signs as types of crushes


The hate crush: The guy you really can’t stand, but your blood gets so hot every time he enrages you that it basically turns you on and you just want to rip his clothes off to make him stop talking already.


The barista crush: The guy who makes your coffee at the cart you stop at every morning. He always remembers how you take it and gives you a sweet little wink, so you’re basically in love, right?


The see-him-everywhere crush: The guy in your extended circle of friends that you run into all the time. He’s on your bus one morning. You walk your dogs in the same park. He’s at your college friend Heather’s birthday party. But you can never quite find a way to get him into a real conversation.


The “This could really be it” crush: The guy you just started dating who has serious potential to be the love of your life. You’ve got all the delightful swoon-y symptoms of a crush, but there’s something even better there too.


The high school reunion crush: The guy who wasn’t on the football team, so your 17-year-old self never even noticed him, but five years later, you’re suddenly putting on makeup and a cute dress just in case you run into him at the grocery store with your mom.


The work crush: The guy you wouldn’t normally be into, but you sit at the cubicle next to him nine hours a day, five days a week, so you’re basically forced to develop a smidge of feelings for him.


The Twitter crush: The guy you’ve never even met, but your friend retweets him and he’s so cute and always so witty, and now you Google-stalk him weekly and dream of ways to scheme a run-in with him.


The crush you’d never admit: The guy you would never say out loud that you have a teeny-tiny harmless crush on because it’s so, so wrong. Like, say, your best friend’s husband. You’d NEVER act on it, ever (but you did have a weird dream once that made you feel guilty).


The childhood crush: The guy you screamed “Cooties!” at in the third grade and “went out” with in the fifth for two weeks. It broke your heart a little when you discovered on Facebook that he got married, even though you haven’t spoken to him in 10 years and he’s not even that cute anymore.


The borderline-inappropriate authority crush: The guy who’s way too old for you and you feel majorly creepy admitting it to yourself, but you’d totally do him. Think a college professor or your first boss.


The not-your-type crush: The guy you would never expect yourself to be into, but you are in a big way. He’s stocky and blond, whereas you usually go for lanky and dark. He’s totally corporate and you’re an all-natural free spirit. He’s a skater boy, you do ballet. Whatever, opposites attract.


The celeb crush: The guy whose poster hung above your twin-size bed for five years, and you were legitimately certain you’d marry him by the end of every *Tiger Beat *article. You’re so glad the Internet wasn’t around when you were 13 because you might have been one of those crazy preteens making Twitter death threats against his girlfriend.

Bisexual Bob strikes again and causes death Eric R. Bittle

•Ok, but does anyone else get the feeling that when Bitty and Jack go to dinner with Bob and Alicia, Bob just… flirts with Bitty.
•Just trying to do the dad thing and embarrass his child in front of the SO.
•Why drag out the baby pictures that he has inevitably seen when you can just make him blush?
•Alicia is so exasperated by the end of dinner. “Robert. That poor boy is as red as the cherries in his pies! Leave him alone.”
•Bob just grins at Jack and winks. “Didn’t mean to make a grab at your boy, son.”
•And jack just smiles lightly, all while gripping at Bitty’s thigh, because you KNOW that Jack is just… a SMIDGEN possessive.
•After dinner, Jack goes to Bob in private and more or less tells him, “Papa, I love you, but keep your mitts off of my man.”
•Bob is so happy that his teasing led to this that he gets choked up.
•Jack just… awkwardly slides out of his fathers hug and says, “Glad we had this talk.”

•And poor, sweet Bitty is just lying down, because all he wanted was to enjoy and evening eating good food with his boyfriend and his parents, and inSTEAD, gets flirted with by a retired hockey god, because APPARENTLY, this is his life now.