Warnings: Body shaming, derogatory terms directed toward a plus-sized reader, drinking, explicit language, explicit sexual content, oral sex (female receiving), fingering, smut, nsfw
Author’s Notes: Written for two challenges: @winchester-writes Drinking Writing Challenge. My drink was Glenfiddich Scotch and my prompt was “What is everyone staring at?!” and @butiaintgonnaloveem Baby’s Big 50 Writing Challenge. My song was Get Out of My Dreams, Get Into My Car by Billy Ocean. Thank you to @feelmyroarrrr for the amazing idea. This wouldn’t have been possible without my bestie, @mamapeterson and her support, encouragement and words. Love you, T.
Summary: The world is black and white to everyone. At least, until they reach 18, and realise who their soulmate is or meet them for the first time - and then colour will burst into their life, one shade at a time. You’ve been desperate to graduate high school and move away, but you can’t run from fate. - ft. big brother Yixing Scenario: Soulmate!au Word Count: 5,977
Could you write an imagine where Loki turns Y/N's Boyfriend, T'Challa into an actual Black Panther. Y/N doesn't know so when she sees the black panther staring at her and walking closer to her she freaks out and maybe runs away from it thinking that it will attack her. But then Avengers explain what happened.
Y/N, Sir has requested your presence in the lab”
You glance up at the ceiling, a
habit you picked up from Steve and Bucky, “Any reason why?”
am not at liberty to disclose; however, it involves King T’Challa”
“Shit. Tell them I’m on my way”
The door to the lab is open by the
time you get down there, and you practically sprint inside.
“Tony, what’s wrong?” You glance
around the lab, “Where’s T’Challa?”
Tony chuckles, scratching the back
of his head, “That’s actually the problem …”
There’s a soft sound behind you. You
whip around, coming face to face with the largest black panther you’ve ever
seen. Letting out a high-pitched shriek you scramble backwards, slamming
straight into Tony’s work bench. “WHY … WHAT … HOW … TONY!!”
Tony groans, “I told you to stay
hidden until I told her what happened! Now look what you did!”
The big cat hisses at Tony, but when
it, he, turns back to you he lets out a soft, sad sound. “Tony, you have 10
seconds to explain why there is a panther in your lab, why you called me down,
and where the hell my boyfriend is, before I completely lose my shit”
“Y/N, I really do have an
explanation, I promise. The panther is … T’Challa”
Your eyes zero in on the panther,
who lets out a soft chuffing sound, before walking closer. Slowly you slide off
the table, and T’Challa hesitantly approaches you, “Babe? Is that you in
Suddenly you have a lap full of
purring cat, rubbing his face against yours. You look up at Tony, eyes wide. “Loki
did it. We were out, responding to a call when Loki showed up. He seemed to
take a particular interest in T’Challa, and decided to turn him into his
You gently rub behind T’Challa’s
ears, “How long will the spell last?”
“We don’t know for sure, but Thor
said that Loki’s transfiguration spells usually last about a week”
“You’re gonna be a panther for a
week” T’Challa snorts and lays his head in your lap, “Has anyone called Shuri?
She needs to know about this”
“I was hoping you’d call her?”
T’Challa lets out a huff, nuzzling
into your neck, “Fine. I’ll call Shuri, it’ll have to be a video-chat, or she
probably won’t believe me”
JARVIS pulls up a holographic
screen, already calling Shuri. She answers at the second ring, “Y/N. It is a
pleasure to hear from you. I had intended to call you tonight, I have not heard
from my brother in 24 hours. Do you know where he is?”
You chuckle, “That’s actually what I
was calling you about. T’Challa was … turned into a panther, and will probably
be this way for about a week” you rush. T’Challa sits beside you, in full view
“Brother?” He lets out a soft
chuffing sound, “What happened to you?”
“Loki hit him with a spell at their
last battle, tuning into his animal name sake.”
Shuri puts her head in her hands,
“Damnit, brother, only you would get yourself turned into a panther”
“Thor said that the spell should
wear off on a week, but until then he won’t be able to make any decisions
“Of course. You will keep me updated
on any progress with the spell?”
You nod, “Definitely, we’ll call let
you know if anything changes”
Shuri gives you a small smile,
“Thank you, Y/N. However, I must go now, I need to inform the council what
happened to their king”
T’Challa hums, low in his throat,
Having your boyfriend turned into a
large, protective cat has its ups and downs. For one thing, you get all the
cuddles you could possibly want, on the downside, he refuses to let anyone else
“Y/N! Come spar with me”
You groan, burying your face deeper
into T’Challa’s fur, “Do I have to?”
“Yes, you’ve skipped out on training
because of T’Challa’s … problem. I can’t have you getting rusty”
Gently nudging T’Challa off of you,
you and Steve head down to the gym. “I’m thinking we can spar, and then go for
You and Steve quickly stretch and
take your positions on the sparing match, T’Challa resting on the side.
Steve lunges forward, trying to use
his size to overwhelm you. Fortunately, you had training with the Dora Milaje,
and knew how to take down a man over three times your size. The sparing goes on
for a while, everything is fine, until Steve actually lands a hit.
“Shit!” The punch lands right in
your ribs, and suddenly Steve isn’t anywhere near you.
Steve’s pinned under T’Challa’s
bulk, his teeth bared and poised over Steve’s throat, “T’Challa! No!”
You lunge forward, grabbing onto
your boyfriend’s scruff before he rips the Captain’s throat out. Thankfully, T’Challa
does get off of Steve, but he makes sure to keep you behind him. Steve sits up
cautiously, “He’s heavier than he looks”
“Yeah he is. I, um, I think it would
be best if we called it a day, Captain” T’Challa lets out another rumble, and
uses his head to nudge you toward the elevator, “Alright! Alright! I’m going,
babe. Calm down. I get it, no sparring when you’re not human.”
Eventually, the two of you end up in
your apartment, T’Challa laying gently on top of you, making it so you can’t
“Did it bother you that I was
sparring, or that I was hit?”
He gently nudges your side, where
you can feel a burse already forming.
“I’m sorry I worried you” T’Challa
huffs, nuzzling against you. “Let’s take a nap, kitty cat. I’m tired”
T’Challa settles on you more firmly,
making sure that you are warm and comfortable. You can’t help but feel safe
whenever your boyfriend is around, no matter which form he’s in.
You wake up decidedly more comfortable
than when you fell asleep. Curling up on
your side, you sniggle deeper into your blanket.
Shooting up, you look around your
bedroom frantically, because you distinctly remember falling asleep on the
couch with T’Challa. “T’Challa? Babe?”
The bathroom door opens and out
steps your, now very human, boyfriend, “Hello, darling”
Eyes wide, you scramble out of bed
and fling yourself into T’Challa’s arms. “I missed you”
His arms wrap tightly around you, “I
was always with you”
You sniffle, tears blurring your
vision, “I know you were, but you couldn’t hold me when you were a panther.”
“Do not cry, beloved, I am here now.
Come, lay with me, I have missed having you in my arms”
“We need to call, Shuri”
T’Challa chuckles, “I will call my
sister later. For now, all I want to do is lay in bed with you”
“Of course, I’d never say no to you”
You can T’Challa end up lying in bed
for the rest of the afternoon. Curled up together, and comfortable, finally
happy to be back in each other’s arms.
Request: Idk if you are still talking requests but I love the idea of a Bucky x reader fic or smut where Bucky gets a new motorcycle and she’s reader admiring it so he offers to take her for a ride! Ps I love your work
Summary: You and Bucky have always had sexual tension, neither of you acted on it for different reasons; the tension snaps after the two of you go for a ride on his new motorcycle together.
Warnings: Some smutty smut, a little angst, uhm…I think that’s it? Oh! Metal hand kink!
A/N: Hahaha I know nothing about motorcycles, I apologize in advance.
I Know Your Wife (She Wouldn’t Mind) - Part Fifteen
Summary: You make your singing debut at Jailbreak, but the performance high doesn’t last long as your hormones start to mess with your relationships. Words: 3.4k Jared x Reader x Gen, Jensen, Danneel, JJ Warnings: angst, aggressive confrontations, physical violence Beta: @blacksiren
The rest of the convention ran smoothly. You didn’t have any more solo (or, supposedly solo) panels, and you and Jared got through your duo without raising suspicions.
For some reason, Jared was completely off of everyone’s radar when it came to who might be your baby daddy, but that didn’t mean you could afford to give anybody a reason to suspect him. You still had to be careful.
Summary: Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes were known to be your soldiers across the hall. Whenever you needed them, they were there. It never crossed your mind that one day, after coming to terms with just how inexperienced Bucky was with getting back in the groove of romance - you find yourself now helping him in a way you never expected. Sex.
I felt like doing some translation for my own enjoyment so I grabbed my Naruhodo fanbook and picked this amazing scene out from the character blog section in the back. This was written by Takumi Shuu as promo material for the original trilogy back in 2005.
Mayoi: Hey, hey Naruhodo-kun! Did you hear?
Naruhodo: Hear what? You look awfully excited.
M: Apparently we’re finally gonna make our American debut!
N: Oh, you mean the English version, huh?
M: And apparently the setting is, get this, the crime capital, Los Angeles! Isn’t it exciting?!
N: …Don’t let anyone from Los Angeles hear you call their city that. They’ll get mad.
M: Well, they have a saying there: “If you toss a rock into a crowd, it’ll hit a criminal.”
N: You do realize that the second you throw a rock into a crowd, you yourself are a criminal, right?
M: You know, Naruhodo-kun. Something about you just doesn’t do it for me…
N: Wh-what do you mean?
M: It’s your face. It wouldn’t fit the image of “the crime capital.” You’ve gotta at least dye your hair blond.
M: Ah! Come to think of it, there’s an old saying in my village.
N: Oh, I can’t wait to hear this.
M: Let’s see, they say if you wash your hair with beer, it’ll turn blond!
M: It’s a saying that’s been passed down for years, but no one’s tried it out yet.
N: All you’d need is one person to try it to know whether it’s true… That’s not much of a mystery.
M: Just wait a sec, ok? I’m gonna go buy some beer.
N: ….Um, you know, Mayoi-chan, I feel like I should just give you a heads up.
M: Hmm? about what?
N: You know this doesn’t mean we’ll be going to America ourselves, right?
M: What?! No way! Seriously?!
N: The name of the main character in the English version isn’t even “Naruhodo Ryuuichi”.
M: Aw come on! What’s his name, then?!
N: Um, if I remember correctly, it’s Phoenix Wright.
M: …Your name got changed to “Feenicks”?
N: What’s that face for?
M: I mean, look at you! You don’t look like a “Phoenix” at all.
N: You don’t think so? Personally, I think I’ve got some birdlike qualities.
M: In that case, I think they should’ve gone with “chicken” for you. Chicken lawyer.
N: Mayoi-chan… You’re in a weirdly combative mood today.
M: And you’re not nearly bright enough to earn the name “Light”
N: I’m pretty sure “Wright” and “Light” are two different words. Probably.
M: What about “Rice” instead?
N: Um, what?
M: Forget Phoenix Wright. Go with Chicken Rice.
N: Who the heck would ever name their kid that?
M: Or maybe “Fried” would be good. Chicken Fried.
N: Well, what would your name be, Mayoi-chan?
M: Me? Let’s see… My name’s Mayoi, so how about “Mayonnaise”?
N: …That actually might suit you pretty well.
M: I’m a fan of mayonnaise.
N: Chicken Fried and Mayonnaise… We sound like a pretty high calorie pair.
M: More like a delicious pair.
N: Come to think of it, what do you think Mitsurugi’s name should be?
M: Let’s see… His name is Mitsurugi Reiji, so… How about “Ray G. Mituroogi”?
N: Huh. That’s unexpectedly straightforward.
M: But it gives you a sense of his pickiness, don’t you think? Especially the “Mituroogi” part.
N: Either way, I’m pretty sure they’ll make his name totally different.
N: ? What’s up? You’re weirdly quiet all of a sudden.
M: I might’ve just thought of something amazing.
N: What’s that?
M: The perfect crime… in Los Angeles.
N: Perfect crime… You?
M: So there’s a lawyer who looks exactly like you over there in the Crime Capital, right?
N: I guess. Mr. Phoenix.
M: So for example, you could go to a restaurant and eat a whole bunch of food, like chicken rice and fried chicken with mayonnaise on it.
N: Yes, I can see it now…
M: Then when the bill comes, you can tell them you forgot your wallet at home. When someone from the staff grabs you by the scruff of your neck, you shout “I AM PHOENIX!”
N: …When I picture that scene, it looks like some serious carnage took place there.M: And then they’ll send the bill to that Attorney Phoenix guy, see?
N: …I feel like attempting a crime like that would get you stoned by someone.
M: And I could eat all the miso ramen I wanted too!
N: Unfortunately, I don’t think they have miso ramen in America.
M: Really? You think? …I wonder what American me’s favorite food is, then.
N: Who knows?
Voice: Excuse meee!
M: Oh, there’s someone at the door. Comingggg!
Delivery man: Um, I have something here for the Naruhodo and Co. Law Offices… Ah, for a Miss Mayoi. Is that you?
M: Y-yes, that’s me. What is it?
D: I work at the restaurant Burger Land, and I have a bill here for you.
M: “15 Triple Burgers at 4,500 yen a piece”… Th-this wasn’t me!
D: Sorry, but it was definitely you. You came to our shop, stuffed your mouth with burgers, and shouted “I AM MAYOI,” spraying food everywhere!
M: They got us first, Naruhodo-kun.
N: Sounds like the American you likes burgers, huh?