your scruff

Lonely is the night when you find yourself alone
Your demons come to light and your mind is not your own
                             - Billy Squier

9x14 “Captives”                                                                                                   Dean + Scruff and Smolder,  for Pam <3

Get Into My Car

Title: Get Into My Car

Summary:  Dean and the reader are enjoying a night out, until someone ruins the evening

Author:  Dean’s Dirty Little Secret

Characters:  Dean Winchester x Plus-sized Reader

Word Count: 1889

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.

Originally posted by spn-spam

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Do Kyungsoo//Denouement

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

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Just Another Bucky Smut

Summary: Just a Bucky x Reader smut. There really isn’t much of a story, it’s mostly smut.

Warnings: Dom!(ish)andJealous!Bucky, smut

A/N: My brother walked in and saw me writing this and just sighed so I hope you enjoy the second hand embarrassment that comes with my life.

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Season 6B:
  • Killian: *angst*
  • Emma, who is usually angsting, or definitely too scared to take big steps in her relationship: oh
  • Emma: let me go canoeing
  • Emma: omfg I love my kid
  • Emma: dumb kid forgot the life jackets
  • Emma: who needs lifejackets?
  • Emma: if Killian finds out we had Poptarts AND didn't wear life jackets he'd kill us omg
  • Emma: Better go home to get the life jackets
  • Killian: *is angsting*
  • Emma: KILLIAN MY FAVE ILY
  • Emma: YOU'RE SO CUTE, DON'T EAT MY WHOLE FACE LOL
  • Emma: wait, what are you hiding? Did you buy a puppy? Cause I've been thinking, a puppy would maybe be something I-
  • Emma: wait
  • Emma: don't be sad, I love you and we're alive and there is no angst in our lives bae
  • Killian: *gallons of angst*
  • Emma: see you later, alligator! <3
  • *several hours later*
  • Killian: *angsting outside the house*
  • Emma, flying down the steps: KILLIAN
  • Emma: I HAVEN'T SEEN YOU FOR 4 HOURS I MISSED YOU
  • Emma: I'm making melty yummy popcorn COME INSIDE
  • Emma: did I mention I LOVE you!!!!! and we have pOPCORN!!
  • Killian: *angst*
  • *the next day*
  • Killian: *wakes up at the crack of dawn to get an early start on angsting*
  • Emma: *wakes up*
  • Emma: I'm all alone :O
  • Emma: *gasp* Killian's so cute he's probably getting the puppy today
  • Emma: I miss him
  • Emma: look at his cute little sea chest
  • Emma: I wonder if it's locked
  • Emma: IT'S NOT LOCKED!?
  • Emma: what's even in here? He's never...wait, what? omg. OMG. OMFG.
  • Emma: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
  • Emma: I can't look at it. I can't. I can't.
  • Emma, an hour later: *spinning around her room with her ring on*
  • Emma: MRS EMMA SWAN
  • Emma: MRS EMMA JONES?
  • Emma: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
  • Emma: when is he gonna be HOME
  • Killian: *getting drunk, drowning in angst*
  • *way too many hours later, the door opens*
  • Killian: Emma? You home-
  • Emma: YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
  • Emma: *flies down the stairs at 99mph*
  • Emma: MY FAVOURITE PERSON AND FUTURE HUSBAND HAS ARRIVEDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
  • Emma: I LOVE YOU SO MUCH I WILL KISS YOUR FACE AND YOUR SCRUFF WHEN WERE YOU GUNNA GIVE ME THIS RING I'VE BEEN WEARING FOR THE PAST 12 HOURS WHILE YOU WERE TRYING TO PICK OUT THE RIGHT PUPPY???
  • Emma: dearly beloved, we are gathered here today
  • Emma: so that I can finally marry the most wonderful person in the entIRE WORLD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
  • Killian: .....*angst*

anonymous asked:

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.

Ms. 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?”

I 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 there?”

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 namesake.”

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 of Shuri.

“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 regarding Wakanda.”

“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, “Goodbye, Shuri”

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 near you.

“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”

“Fine”

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 a run”

“Alright”

You and Steve quickly stretch and take your positions on the sparing match, T’Challa resting on the side.

“Ready?”

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 move.

“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.

Me or the Motorcycle?

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. 

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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

I Know Your Wife - Masterpost

Your name: submit What is this?

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.

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Old Dog, New Tricks: Part Five

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.                                  

                                                 Part One

                                                 Part Two

                                                 Part Three

                                                 Part Four

Word Count: 2,789

Notes: Cursing, NSFW, 18+ (smut)

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Translation from Naruhodo Fanbook

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.

“English Version”

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.

N: B-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!

N: ……..

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.

**********

M: ……………..

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: …………

N: ………..

M: They got us first, Naruhodo-kun.

N: Sounds like the American you likes burgers, huh?