your eyes said you were feeling it too

The first time Viktor and Yuuri fight, they’re up until 5 in the morning.

It started with nothing in particular, actually. Something that Viktor had forgot, which happened often, but this time, Yuuri didn’t feel well enough to let it slide.

So of course Yuuri didn’t tell Viktor he was upset. He was still working on opening up to him, after all. It had barely been a month since that day at the beach. Progress wasn’t instant.

Yuuri’s lack of admission turned into a strange tension, which led to Viktor trying to comfort Yuuri. Which was exactly what Yuuri had said didn’t help him, that day at the beach.

Yuuri snapped when Viktor tried to engulf him in a hug and bury his face in his neck, apology ready on his tongue. Without thinking, Yuuri shoved Viktor back, with enough force to make him stumble.

“What’s wrong with you?!” Viktor yelled, blinded with hurt and confusion. Viktor knew what defeat on the rink felt like, but it didn’t compared to the bitterness he felt in his throat in that moment.

Yuuri’s face crumpled into shame and frustration. He dropped to his knees and held his face in his hands.

Viktor didn’t know what to do. Should he try to hug him again? Wouldn’t that result in another shove? But he felt useless standing there, hands craving to hold Yuuri’s.

“Yuuri…” Viktor started, reaching out. Yuuri only shook his head and covered his eyes with his arm.

“Don’t, Viktor. Please.” And Yuuri ran to his room, slamming the door shut behind him.

Feeling lost and dazed, the only thing Viktor thought to do was to follow him.

“I said don’t!” Yuuri cried, hearing Viktor’s gentle knock on his bedroom door.

“Yuuri, I just want to help,” Viktor tried.

“I don’t need your help.”

“That doesn’t mean I can’t give any.”

A pause.

“Viktor. I overreacted. It’s fine.”

Viktor had to stop himself from whining. “No, Yuuri, it’s not. I made you upset. Please, let me help you.”

Viktor didn’t expect what came next.

“I. Don’t. Need. Your. Help.” Yuuri’s voice was low, measured, desperate.

And suddenly Viktor came to his senses, remembering what Yuuri told him. He didn’t need anyone overstepping his boundaries.

Viktor backed away from the door slowly, making sure his footsteps were audible. “I’m not weak,” he heard Yuuri whisper from his room, and he knew he wasn’t meant to hear that.

Viktor returned to his room, hugging Makkachin close to his chest. “He’ll come out,” Viktor told the large dog. Makkachin thumped his tail and stuck out his tongue. “Eventually,” Viktor mumbled.

Yuuri did, almost three hours later. Viktor noticed his shadow through the thin screen of the door. Yuuri hadn’t knocked, and Viktor didn’t think he was even going to. He opened the door for him anyway.

Yuuri’s eyes were turned down, but he lifted his hand from his side. Viktor took it with a smile.

“I overreacted.”

“I made you feel weak.”

“That’s not your fault.”

“But I did. So I’m sorry,” Viktor said. “I should have known better.” He squeezed Yuuri’s hand. Yuuri squeezed back.

“I’m sorry too,” Yuuri said. And slowly, he let his arms wrap around Viktor’s body, allowing himself to sink into the solid warmth. Viktor welcomed him.

“You push pretty hard,” Viktor said.

Yuuri didn’t say anything, but Viktor swore his ears turned a bit red.

“I’m pretty sure you could lift me with that kind of strength,” Viktor continued.

Yuuri’s hand scrunched up the front of Viktor’s shirt.

“Just you wait, Nikiforov,” Yuuri chuckled into his shirt.

Sweet Valentine // Spencer Reid x Reader

“That’s sickening,” you commented with a grin as a bouquet of flowers was delivered to JJ right in front of you. She chuckled, aware of the fact you were joking and simply waved the comment away.

“Will is just sweet,” she replied. Your grin grew bigger at the fact JJ couldn’t hide the growing blush on her cheeks. She and Will had been together for a while now and yet he always seemed to find a way to fluster her. Watching JJ receive little gifts was something the whole office had come to enjoy.

“You’re just mad cause you don’t have a date lil mama,” Morgan commented with a smile. You scoffed as you swiveled your chair around in order to face him.

“I don’t need a date. I have Emily and Reid this year,” you replied with a smug smirk. The three of you were the singles of the group and after much convincing, you’d managed to have them agree to an anti-valentine’s day.

“About that…” Emily replied guiltily.

“Emily! Did you seriously get a date at the last minute?? What happened to all of us agreeing to boycott Valentine’s Day by spending it getting drunk together?!” You exclaimed in disbelief.

“Okay one- we did not agree to boycott. We only agreed to spend the day together since none of us had dates, and two-the drinking thing was your idea. Not that I wouldn’t mind getting completely wasted although I do worry about Reid if you continue that plan,” she laughed. “Sorry babe, I got asked out and I just couldn’t say no.”

“Looks like it’s just you and Reid now,” JJ replied with a wiggle of her eyebrows. You rolled your eyes at the gesture, knowing well that she always pictured the two of you together. You couldn’t deny the fact you’d developed some feelings for the man, but expecting Spencer to make a move was like waiting for rain in a drought. It wasn’t likely to happen any time soon.

“I guess I’ll have to let him know it’s just the two of us,” you replied as you shot Emily a look through narrowed eyes. She smiled brightly, her eyes shining with mischief.

“I already let him know last night,” she replied.


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By Way of Spontaneity (Part 6)

Summary: On a whim, Bucky declares you to be his girlfriend to his grandma and mother. They’re eager to meet you and he asks you to pretend to be with him for just one dinner with his family. But is that really all?

Word Count: 717

Warnings: None.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

A/N: You’re allowed to come scream to me in my inbox.

Originally posted by dailyteamcap

Despite feeling a little down by Tony’s cold attitude towards you, you couldn’t help but to smile as Bucky knocked on your door, his face hidden by a large bouquet of flowers.

“W-What?” you gasped out.

He peered from behind them before lowering them, his grin wide and elated. “Wanted to say thanks.”

“Bucky!”

He shoved them forward and into your arms. “We’re kinda late, though, so—”

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Redemption // Jeon Jungkook

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the prompt: Jungkook scenario when your pregnant unplan baby he finds the test when you get home he starts yelling, blaming you throwing things,tells you to gtfo of his life with the baby saying fucked up things. So you leave Korea 3 year later you come back with your daughter and you guys see each other again he tries to win you back angst beginning but fluff ending?

words: 8942

category: heavy angst + fluff ending

author note: it’s time to see how good destinee’s character development skills are. also y/n didn’t leave, jungkook did. hope that’s okay. im so proud of myself for writing this?? I didn’t give up and I’m glad i didn’t. anyway, this took forever to write you can literally see my writing improve as you keep reading its kind of funny anyway let’s go!

- destinee

Originally posted by sugutie

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Suga Daddy: Part Five

Suga Daddy: Part Five

Word count: 6.8k

Genre: smut, angst

Alright, I hope you enjoy this. Sorry to all the people whose souls i’ve shattered. (not really) Let me know how you enjoy it if you want :)  

parts: one | twothreefour

“What the hell is going on?”

You and Taehyung pulled apart quickly, both looking at the figure, staring at you with a hard gaze and a clenched jaw. You gasped, “Yoongi.”

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The Strokes Lyrics That Melt My Heart

“The world is over
but I don’t care ‘cause
I am with you”
- Alone Together

“I wanna be beside her
she wanna be admired”
- What Ever Happened

“So many fish there in the sea
I wanted you, you wanted me”
- Automatic Stop

“The world is shutting out for us”
- 12:51

“I just want to know you’re alright
I’ve got to know you’re alright”
- Under Control

“Old time loves don’t
die so swiftly”
- Juicebox

“Guess I got too excited
When I thought you were around”
- Heart in a Cage

“When I said ‘I can see me in your eyes’,
You said ‘I can see you in my bed’,
That’s not just friendship that’s romance too”
- I’ll Try Anything Once

“Sweetheart, your feelings are more important of course, of course”
- Razorblade

“All that I do is wait for you”
- Vision of Division

“[…] before I let you go, let me look at you”
- Killing Lies

“Break your heart in two halves
Keep one half and give one half to me”
“I love you more than being seventeen” - Evening Sun

“Two could be complete without the rest of the world”

“All the girls could never make me love them the way I love you”

“I saw your face then I heard that song
It was so inviting it hurt my bones”
- Red Light

“Whether you’re drunk or stoned
or we’re sober and old,
if I’m with you I’m a happy man”
- Hawaii Aloha

“I’m just trying to find
A nice place for you and I”
- Machu Piccu

“I look for you
And you look for me”
- Call Me Back

“I don’t wanna be in bed without your loving either”
- One Way Trigger

“Can I stand in your light just for a while?”
- Call It Fate, Call It Karma

“My baby doll
You ignored your life
We’ll do it together
I’ll be there whenever”
- Threat of Joy

The Pawns And The Kings

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7

Originally posted by bangtanbtsmut

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Type: Smut

Plot: The reader is kidnapped, left alone in utter darkness. Once the day of her auctioning comes, she’s given to the head of one of the worlds most powerful gangs, Jungkook. She was nothing but a gift to him. But her little soul turns out to have the power to turn the tides in the worlds angriest ocean. And it turns out, Jungkook isn’t the only man whom eyes have settled upon her.


“Close your eyes.” He whispered, his breath tickling the fine hairs on my ear as they stood to attention, making an almost unbearable shiver rake down my spine.

I nodded, letting my eye lids fall shut to his command, the abundance of sight making my nerves jolt in curiosity of what was to come next. What my outcome will be.

His lips trailed down my exposed neck, delicately brushing across the expanse of skin until his hands joined in, running along my sides before they met my shoulders, pushing me down on the bed.

I sucked in a breath at the sudden forced movement, making sure my eyes were kept shut no matter how explosive the desire was to take a peek - to possibly seek out his advances meaning. To figure out his motive.

He straddled my waist, his eyes burning into my skull, “Tell me, (Y/N), what are you afraid of?” He asked, puzzling me with such a question in such a situation.

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Say It Again - Jughead Jones

If requests are open, could you make a jughead x fem Reader where he never asked what her real name was (everyone just calls her by a nick name and has been doing so for years.) and when he finally figures it out and calls her by that name, the reader falls in love with the way it sounds when he says it. Sorry if it’s confusing, I just thought it’d be cute :)

Originally posted by diltons

Y/N/N = Your Nick Name

Y/N = Your (real/full) Name

L/N = Your Last Name

I loved this idea so much! I hope you like the way I wrote it!


The first time it was brought up was at the diner. You sat next to Jughead, and the two of you were sitting across from Betty and Veronica. You all were sharing stories from your childhoods, including Jughead, when it finally got to you. 

“Y/N/N, did you ever have a nickname?” You smiled at Veronica, who had admitted a few of her own embarrassing nicknames.

 “Y/N/N,” you replied, sipping at your milkshake. 

“What,” Jughead asked and you laughed while turning to face him.

 “Y/N/N is my nickname,” you said, but he still looked confused, “I’ve gone by Y/N/N my whole life. Even my parents use it rather than my actual name.”

“No, I get that,” he said, meeting your eyes, “but what’s your real name?” Veronica raised an eyebrow and Betty let out a laugh. “You’ve been best friends with Y/N/N for how long, and yet you still don’t know her full name?” Jughead squinted his eyes at Veronica and you let out a small giggle. “Now I have to know,” he said, turning to face you, but you just stared at him. “You’re a smart, independent, young man,” you said, causing Jughead to smile at you, “you can figure it out.” Betty rolled her eyes, “stop flirting you two, we’re trying to be nostalgic.” You felt a blush creep up onto your cheeks and with a glance at Jughead, you saw he was blushing too.


The second time it was brought up was at your locker door. School had ended and you were grabbing your jacket and text book out of your locker. Out of the corner of your eye you could see Jughead walking towards you, looking annoyed.

 “What’s up Juggie,” you asked as he leaned against the lockers next to yours. 

“So I went to the library during my free period,” he said and you started to close your locker door.

 “Sounds adventurous,” you said, looking up and smiling at him. 

“Ha! Very funny,” he said, “I went there looking to check out some yearbooks. When I asked for them she said, and I quote, ‘they’ve all been checked out.’” 

You gave him a smug smile, “Hmm, how strange.” He nodded, “isn’t it?”

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The Blackwatch Approach (Reader x Blackwatch BOIIIZ)

A/N: i accidentally the Blackwatch for u. ur welcome.

✤✤✤✤✤✤

“Ha-ha. No.” It wasn’t the politest greeting in the world—actually, it might have been one of the rudest, but in your opinion, it was warranted. Before anyone could speak, you raised a hand and waggled a finger at each of the three men before you. “Whatever it is, it’s a ‘no’ from me.”

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Your Body Is My Wonderland (smut)

MASTERLIST

Requested: no (Fluff in the beginning) 

Word count: 4,224

I was resting my back against Shawn’s broad chest, while his fingers were running through my wet newly washed hair. We were chilling in bed, watching movies after a long day for the both of us. We were sipping beers, celebrating this day finally coming to an end.

I was tucked tightly into a blanket, feeling Shawn place tender kisses on my neck once in a while. His arms were tightly shut around my body, making every inch of my skin feel tickly just by his faint yet loving touches.

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The Mortal

Originally posted by mvssmedia

Originally posted by witchygirl16

Originally posted by theking-or-thekid

{Psyche, Eros, Mortal}

A/N: Smut warning, (slightly long, 6k :/) Enjoy!



Psyche.” You kept your eyes squeezed shut.
“You’re not real.” You whispered.
“Open your eyes.”
You bit your lip, contemplating the words.
Then you did.
You opened your eyes to prove to yourself that he wasn’t really there.
But he was.
He stood inches away from you, with a warm smile on his face, and the glimmer in his purple irises.
“Park Jimin.” You whispered.

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Undisturbed

Anon Requested:  53&58 with Jungkook bts pls? Thx ❤

This is probably really short so I’m very sorry but some cute fluffy jungkook cuddles are in here so I hope you like it ♥♥


Originally posted by byeoltan

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Word Count: 561

Warnings: No warnings

“They’re so cute when they sleep.”

“Okay mom.”


His arms wrapped right around you bringing a peace that you have never known before, a calming of the storms in your heart which led you to fall asleep, head falling against his shoulder while your legs were draped over his legs. His arm wrapped around your lower back unintentionally pulling you closer while you both were asleep, his other hand laid upon the blanket that was draped over your legs. You didn’t know it at the time but you wished you could extend the night just so you could stay close to him for a little longer, safe in his embrace. The room was dimly lit, the television being the only thing lighting up the room but  your cuddles feel like a little touch of heaven, warm, together, it was cozy.

While the two of you laid together on the couch you were both unknowingly being watched by all of the boys. Yoongi, Namjoon and Hoseok were sitting together on the couch while Jimin, Taehyung and Jin were standing around you two. The boys all watched as Jungkook’s arms held you close while you snuggled up closer to him in instinct of his arms. They couldn’t help but smile seeing the two friends together, you two were closer than best friends could be though you never called each other brother or sister, you liked him and he liked you, you both just refused to admit that to yourself or anyone else who mentioned it.

 “They’re so cute when they sleep.” Jin said almost in a coo. His hand coming up to his heart and a big smile coming on his face. Yoongi’s chuckle cut through his admiration for the two of you causing him to look back at the second oldest of the group. 

“Okay mom.” Yoongi said looking up at his hyung before looking back at the ‘couple’ who laid on the couch. Just as Yoongi’s eyes hit you both, Jungkook feels cold wind creeps under his shirt from an open window in the dorm. His head lifts up from yours and sleepy eyes slowly open. He was far too drowsy to even see all his hyung’s scramble from where they were and bolt either into the kitchen or down the hall so they weren’t caught watching the both of you in such a private moment, though you both were out in the living room.

Your hands moves around his middle, warm and soft. In seconds Jungkook shifts his body and lays down against the soft cushions of the couch and arm pillow. You stir a bit, your own eyes slowly opening with a small whine leaving your lips as you felt the sudden lack of warmth leave your body. Jungkook gently pulls you down with him your body molded to his own almost immediately. He shares his body heat as easily as he shares his heart. He could never let another close to him like this, but you’re so different. He’s never known a person to always have the right motivations, even when you’re wrong. There’s a purity to you, naivety perhaps, but that’s what he likes about you. He lets his body relax under you and wrap his arm around your waist again holding you close to him. He falls asleep easily as he can only focus on the warmth of your body on top of his. 

Lucidity | M

“Do I really deserve to be alone even though I want to be by your side?”

Précis; In which you’re best friends and one night accidentally brings you closer together.

Note: I was beyond anxious when this disappeared multiple times, but now that it’s here, I can breathe. | ft. slight Park Jimin (’:

Genre & Warnings: Angst & a splash of fluff. Light smut and mentions of alcohol. | Words ➳ 10.8k


The music reverberated throughout the large home, blasting and threatening to pierce his skin and seep into his veins. People were dancing, yelling along with the music and having the time of their lives; wanting nothing more than to get wasted and to just forget. Others who had the mind to think, just stood back while drinking small sips from their cups—examining the humans who were begging to drown deeper into their drunkenness, to swim to the shore to survive the night or to just fall deep into the waters; giving up and letting their subconscious mind take over. The house was surely trembling from the commotion within, wanting nothing more than to relieve it from the atrocious tension, to feel blissful like it once had and not all clogged up from the poison that was slowly building up.

Amidst the many partygoers under the twinkling lights scattered on the ceiling and the loud obnoxious immature chatter amongst many groups, Jungkook stood in front of the home bar, pointing to a bottle while the man on the other side happily grabbed it and handed it to him. Jungkook took a plastic cup from a stack and bit the lid off the bottle, fizz quickly slipping out while he poured it’s contents into his cup. He had no idea what was slowly taking over his body. He had no idea how he got to the party, or even why he came; but what he did know was this.

He wanted to see you.

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Daddy’s Little Girl

Title: Daddy’s Little Girl

Characters: Negan x You/Reader

Synopsis: You used to be a nude cam model. Negan was your favorite customer. What are the chances that you’d see him again now that the dead’s taken over the world?

Warnings: NSFW, smut, daddy kink lol

Note: This got me back on track yay. Not sure if there will be a part 2 to this…yay or nay? ;)

Again, italicized parts are flashbacks.

You clicked your tongue in irritation when your captor started pushing you into the premises of the compound you’ve been spying on. He snickered at you when you glowered at him, “Got a problem, sugar?” he sneered as he shoved you forward again.

“You tied my hands but not my feet. Point is, I can walk on my own. No need to keep on pushing me.” You hissed and started walking ahead of him only to be pulled back.

“Nice try, bitch.” He mocked and placed a hand on your upper back to push you again.

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stilesbansheequeen  asked:

dunno if you still want these, but 3 + sterek would be cute if you do :) either way, awesome list!!

3. “Do you even own a shirt?!”
Shirts Are For Quitters
Also on ao3

Stiles liked college a lot so far, it was freeing in a way that high school had never been and he had scheduled all of his classes to start after 10 so he got to sleep in. His only issue with college was Derek Hale’s allergy to shirts.

Derek lived two rooms down from him, always had his door open, and never wore a shirt. Ever. Stiles was convinced that Derek went to class without a shirt on, though he had no proof of that because they didn’t have any classes together.

They were a part of a pretty tight group on their floor, they all hung out in the common room after class, went to meals together, and went out together on weekends. In their nearly 8 months of friendship Stiles had seen him wearing a proper shirt twice. Derek even wore tight, white tank tops to pretty much ever meal which hardly counted as a shirt at all.

Stiles was walking home from class one sunny Friday in April when he finally snapped. He had spent the entire year so far suppressing boners when Derek was around, but this was just excessive.  

He couldn’t take his eyes off of Derek’s sweaty chest, with his stupid muscles and his stupid chest hair. “Heads up Stilinski!” Derek yelled as the football that Derek and Isaac had been throwing around got passed Derek and almost hit Stiles.

“Do you even own a shirt?!” Stiles said, his voice higher than usual and his cheeks flushed.

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anonymous asked:

Can you do a prompt where Magnus and Alec are doing the rune thing that jace and the girl were doing so I can focus on malec instead lmao

ok so i thought very long and hard about how to write this, so i hope you like it as much as i do


There was barely light in the room, but what little light there was reflected off Alec in the most wondrous of ways. Magnus took it all in, lying on his side, staring at Alec without shame. He was taking nothing for granted. Alec was lying on his back rather than his side, with his head turned so he could look back at Magnus. Every once and a while, Alec’s eyelids would flutter, shutting for a few brief moments before he would open them again. His lips would part and he would press Magnus’ hand to his chest over his heart, and breathe so gently. 

It was the most magical thing Magnus ever experienced, these moments, and that was saying a lot considering he was a warlock. 

The after-sex feeling was not one that Magnus enjoyed or hated. In his experience, it really depended on who you were with, how you felt, and how good the sex was. There were a lot of things to be taken into account in the effects of the afterglow of sex. 

It had never been like this before. Not once. 

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Unrequited (part 1)

Pairing: Bucky x Reader; Sam x Reader (friendship)

A/N: This is my first [published] fic, was not requested obviously, just something that has been around on my mind. I am thinking about making it a series with part 2 in Bucky’s POV. Feedback is always welcomed let me know what you think!

Summary: You are new in the tower and have a crush on Bucky, but he does not feel the same way and you overheard him.

Warnings: lots of Angst, Bucky being sort of a douche, alcohol consumption (?)

Originally posted by dolorioushaze


“That new girl, Y/N, is pretty cute don’t you think?” Sam said. You were currently hiding in the corridor, not that you were purposely eavesdropping, no, it happened by chance, you were walking to the kitchen feeling like doing some experimental cooking, your spirits were high you had a good week and you were almost skipping through the tower when you heard voices. Sam and Bucky chatting. About women. You needed to know, because it was undeniable to you now that you had a huge infatuation on Bucky, only after a week. Granted the man was a beautiful specimen of male perfection but it wasn’t just about that, the way he moved, the way he spoke, damn it Y/N get a grip

You arrived at the tower as a new administrative assistant, hired by Tony after an extensive background check. Working with Tony Stark was pretty much a career dream for you, little did you know it also came with the perks of living in the tower and getting to know the Avengers. Rent for free, a generous paycheck, how could you resist.

Back to the present, Sam Wilson seemed to be teasing James Buchanan “Bucky” Barnes about you, you almost squealed in delight, but you kept quiet.
“Nah, I have seen prettier” Bucky answered. Your heart sank, yeah, you were no Black Widow, but you weren’t  ugly, were you?

“C’mon man, she is funny and smart too,”  Sam interjected. you left right there, you did not want Barnes to destroy your confidence in your wits too, your spirits were crashed already and you no longer felt like cooking, or eating, rejection albeit indirect had a horrible toll on you. So you silently left the way you came, towards your bedroom.

You laid in bed running your mind. A knock came around dinner. Sam asking if you wanted to join them. Spaghetti, your favorite. In turn, you declined and turned in early.


The weekend was uneventful, everyone did there on thing. You caught up with your ever-growing pile of books to be read, running into Bucky a couple of times, and exchanging a few words, it still hurt, his words, but after following your favorite characters around in adventures and their own heartbreaks you couldn’t help but feel better, and that way you entered the second week of work.

Soon you established a friendship with Sam, and the weeks started to pass peacefully. You teased each other and joked nonstop, your humor was so similar it was easy being around him. That came with Bucky company sometimes, especially in late afternoons when you finished work and you and Sam liked to chill to good music and drinks. Bucky was quiet most of the time, but observant. You were aware of his eyes observing you, assessing everything.
You tried to forget your crush and act normal since he was clearly not interested. Bucky was not a womanizer per se, but he had his fair share of one night stands that, to your bewilderment and disappointment, looked exactly the opposite of you.

One of those fortuitous afternoons Sam decided to make himself scarce claiming he had a bad week and wanted to turn in early, you would have bought it were it not for his concealed smirk, he was up to no good and you knew it.

“Hey Buck,” you greeted him, surprised when he entered the lounge where you were having some quality time by yourself, “didn’t you have a date?” that came out unexpected, you though.

Bucky looked at you and after a bit, he said, “I blew her off, I didn’t feel like going” He looked at you intently, as if measuring your reaction, and through himself on the couch next to yours. You squirmed under his unflinching gaze, “do you want a drink?” you offered.

“Sure,” he said, “I’ll have what you are having”. You pour a glass of wine and offered it to him. His fingers brushed yours and lingered a second too long, you look at him, into his stormy blue eyes, and your breath hitched, your heart beating at a fast rhythm. You pulled back first bewildered, and quickly made your way to your sit.

Bucky’s eyes were still on you you could feel them. But you didn’t want to look at him, you were confused, unsure, and that was something you didn’t like. He on the other hand, seemed completely in his element,  were you the only one feeling the tension?

“How was your week?”, he inquired. Surprised, yet again, you coughed “Quiet, quieter than usual that is, but anything I do must seem boring compared to your job”, you added trying to joke, after that the silence and the tension grew. Bucky finished his glass of wine and stood, you thought he was going to leave but instead he picked the book you left on the coffee table and came to sit next to you.

“I saw you reading this the other day, what is it about?” You picked it up, The Fellowship of the Ring, one of your favorites, of the ones you re-read for comfort.

“Well..:” you smirked and just like that the evening passed with you talking books with Bucky, it seemed you shared that hobby.

Later that night, while you tried to sleep, you would recap every single moment of that evening. The way he looked at you was so… intense, not exactly friendly and that only made it more confusing. He was different that much was obvious, but he was also different with you, and since he already stablished he didn’t like you, you couldn’t wrap your mind as to what it meant. As so many nights before you feel asleep thinking of Bucky, only this time you were certain your feelings were stronger than you thought.

Saturdays Pt 2

Genre: Smut/fluff

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Warnings: SMUT straight up smut, swearing, light spanking, dirty talk, blow job, cunningilus, but mostly just vanilla sex

Word Count: 7625

Here’s my second ever smut! I’m not 100% happy with it, but I really enjoyed writing their relationship dynamic. Dedicated to @jungkxook @jungblue and @tayegi :)

Part 1

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Jungkook carried you through the entryway of your bathroom and gently placed you on the cool tiles, his strong hands firmly gripped at your hips to pull your body into his. After leaving a fleeting kiss against your temple, he leaned over the deep bathtub and twisted the knob so that steaming water was flooding the inside. He quickly turned his attention back to you and tugged at the hem of your hoodie with a quiet whine.

“Eager to see me naked?” you joked as you pulled the sweatshirt over your head.

When you emerged from underneath, you didn’t miss the way Jungkook’s eyes hungrily drank in your shirtless figure–his usually wide and innocent eyes darkening as he noticed that you hadn’t been wearing a bra. Deciding to take advantage of his piqued interest, you hooked your thumbs under the waistband of your leggings and slowly pushed them down your legs before stepping out of them and lazily kicking them in the general direction of the hamper.

Jungkook stared at you momentarily, his intense gaze almost making you self-conscious, before he groaned, low and deep, and closed the distance between you to run his chilly fingers down your spine. Goosebumps tickled your exposed flesh, only growing even more prominent when his hands found purchase on your ass. Your eyes fluttered closed for a moment at the way he was slowly kneading the muscles–his touch and the cool air hitting your skin causing your nipples to harden and grow sensitive with every subtle graze of his clothed chest against yours.

He leaned down and connected your lips in a much more urgent and feverish kiss than the one you shared in the living room just moments before.

“Yes, I am,” he nearly moaned into your mouth, his full lower lip grazing yours with every syllable. He lightly nipped at your bottom lip and ran his fingernails along the backs of your upper thighs.

“Aside from the disappointingly few nudes you blessed me with, I didn’t get to see all this,” he ran his hands up your torso until he was massaging your breasts, “for three months. I suffered without you.”

“You mean your dick suffered,” you playfully remarked, drawing a sweet chuckle from Jungkook’s chest.

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