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inevitably-johnlocked · 7 months

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I have no idea if you're still answering anything despite your hiatus and constant uploads, but could you recommend any fics that include drinking games, or just getting to know each other hang outs with the squad (not just John and Sherlock)? I love the friendships!

Hey Lovely!

Ah, I'm done my 2 week hiatus, and even then I was, as you said, still fairly active LOL. I just needed a break from feeling obligated to get new lists out right away, is all! :)

I do have a few lists you might enjoy:

Games

Games Pt. 2

Drunk and Drinking Johnlock

Drunk and Drinking Johnlock Pt 2

Those are pretty broad lists, so here's the exact fics from them you may prefer. If Anyone has any they want to suggest, as always, please do!

DRINKING GAMES / HANGING OUT

Never Have I Ever by Hannelore-Grace(T, 2,073 w., 1 Ch. || Humour, Friendship, Drinking Games) – In which the Yarders, Sherlock, and John play the time-honored drinking game.

Bored Games by patster223(K+, 2,769 w., 1 Ch. || Cluedo / Board Games, Friendship, Humour) – Sherlock is bored and John decides that they should play Cluedo. In retrospect, it was a truly awful decision.

Paranoia by Ewebie(M, 3,789 w., 1 Ch. || Humour, Drinking Games, Scotland Yard Gang, Jealous / Possessive Sherlock, Inappropriate Questions, Embarrassed John, Matchmakers) – John and Sherlock join the gang of Scotland Yard for a night of drinking, and it gets a bit personal and revealing.

Right Foot Red by Irrevocably_Sherlocked(E, 3,089 w., 1 Ch. || First Kiss/Time, Board Games, Frottage, Masturbation, PWP, Friends to Lovers, Come as Lube, Come Marking) – ...ok, it’s juvenile, but at least it’s a game where touching is allowed. And if something more were to happen, well, John can’t say he’d be too upset about that. “What are the rules of this game?” Sherlock asks, the disdain evident on the word ‘game’. “I spin, you do as I say.” John thinks he sees a slight widening of those pale grey eyes at that, just for a fraction of a second, before it is shut down. Oh, this is interesting, he thinks.

The Hand You're Dealt by MapleleafCameo(M, 9,806 w., 6 Ch. || Humour, Friendship, Card Games, Alternate First Meeting, No Slash / Platonic Relationship) – John wouldn't have minded so much if only Sherlock would stop introducing him as 'John Watson. I won him in a poker game.’

The Hand You're Dealt by MapleleafCameo(M, 10,624 w., 6 Ch. || Humour, Friendship, Card Games, Alternate First Meeting, No Slash / Platonic Relationship) – John wouldn't have minded so much if only Sherlock would stop introducing him as 'John Watson. I won him in a poker game.’

Never Have I Ever by hudders-and-hiddles(E, 10,655 w., 1 Ch. || Pining Sherlock, First Kiss / Time, Drinking Games, Love Confessions, Fluff and Angst, Friends to Lovers) – John and Sherlock tag along for the Met's weekly night out, where the evening's chosen drinking game is Never Have I Ever. Sherlock is reluctant to join in until he realizes he can learn all kinds of new things about John, but he forgets that John might learn a thing or two about him as well.

Out of the Woods by SilentAuror(E, 20,471 w., 1 Ch. || Post S4, Romance, Slow Burn, Flirting, Drunk Sex, Practical Jokes, POV Sherlock, Bottomlock, Possessive John, Pining Sherlock, Frustrated Wanking, Frottage, Hand Jobs, Blow Jobs, First Kiss/Time, Virgin Sherlock, Love Confessions, Soft Sherlock, Dancing, Bum Appreciation, Hanging out with the Yard) – Sherlock is fairly certain that John has taken to flirting with him of late, but can't be entirely certain of it. At least, not until a case takes them into a forest, along with Lestrade's team and something happens that will change everything about their lives...

MARKED FOR LATER

Sherlock Learns How To Play Strip Poker (and loses badly) by wendymarlowe (E, 5,127 w., 3 Ch. || Strip Games, Strip Poker, Blindfolds, First Time) – Sherlock has deleted the rules to poker, so he demands John teach him. Strip poker, because why not. And blindfolded, because John refuses to play without Sherlock having a handicap to counteract his giant brain. The fact that John can now ogle Sherlock's increasingly-nude body is just a bonus, of course. Part 33 of John and Sherlock's Kinky First Times

In a manner of speaking I'm dead by fellshish (T, 6,372 w., 1 Ch. || Halloween, Mystrade, Angst With Happy Ending, PIning, First Kiss, Drunk Idiots, Drinking Games, Humour) – Sherlock and John accidentally dress in matching outfits for Lestrade's Halloween party. Things only get worse: someone pushes them to play 'Never have I ever'.

Spin The Bottle by helloliriels (M, 8,120 w., 6 Ch. || Drinking Games, Calls/Phones, Strip Games, Truth or Dare) – Have you ever played this game before, Sherlock?

The Mole by ChrisCalledMeSweetie (T, 18,378 w., 8 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Reality TV AU || Mystery, Adventure, Games, First Kiss/Time, Humour, Romance) – Ten strangers — Sherlock Holmes, John Watson, Martha Hudson, Molly Hooper, Jim Moriarty, Greg Lestrade, Sally Donovan, Philip Anderson, Mary Morstan, and Irene Adler — must work as a team to win money on a reality TV show hosted by Mycroft Holmes. The twist? One of them is a mole, hired by the producers to sabotage the game.

The Last Drop by Phyona (M, 20,185 w. || Pre-Slash, UST, Drinking & Talking, Drinking Games, Spooning, Witty Banter, Intense Conversations) – Sherlock and John fend off boredom with a night of heavy drinking. Part 1 of the The First and Last Trilogy series

#steph replies #drinking games #game fics #hanging out fics #my fic recs

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holdmytesseract · 2 years

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The Cat is out of the Bag

Tom Hiddleston x fem!Reader

Request: "Hello! Hope you are doing well. Can you write something based off the news that Zawe and Tom are expecting their first child? Thank you and I love your work, it’s amazing :)" - Requested by a nonny :)

Summary: Baby Hiddles is on the way - and the plan was to keep it a secret for as long as somehow possible. But from one day to the next, the news are suddenly spread all over the internet, tabloids and social networks. The question? Who let the cat out of the bag...

Warnings: fluff, pregnancy, a tad bit of drama - if you can even call it that

Word Count: 1,2k

a/n: I think I never wrote a request that fast. xD Ahhh I loved it! Thanks, dear nonny for requesting and especially for your kind words! I really hope you like what I came up with! 🧡

It was a beautiful summer morning here in London. The sun shone bright. Birds sang their songs and the sky was a clear blue. No clouds in sight. It was perfect, I thought, as I gazed out of the window. Just like life was at the moment. It couldn't be more perfect. My job as a theatre director was dreamlike. I lived in one of the most beautiful cities in the world. The engagement ring around my finger was twinkling brightly underneath the rays of sunshine and when I looked down to see my cute four-month bump, I felt nothing beside pure love. Like I said... Life was perfect - and it couldn't be better.

I yawned and threw the blankets aside to get up. The empty left side of the bed told me, that Tom was already out, filming season two of Loki. The thought of that put a smile on my face. I was so proud of him and more than happy that this was actually happening. I stretched and slipped in my slippers, before I made my way over to the door, waking the chocolate brown fur ball on my way. "Bobby, you coming, too?" The Cocker Spaniel laid at the edge of the bed and opened his eyes to look at me, when I called his name. He lifted his head tiredly. "Come on." I tapped my thigh, in order to encourage him to follow me. His brown eyes scanned me. He was seemingly weighing his options. "So? Are you accompanying me now?" Bobby huffed, then lowered his head again and slept on. "Okay fine, you lazy bum. Sleep on." I giggled and scratched his head lovingly, before I made my way down to the kitchen for breakfast. That was the main thing on my mind, 24/7... Food. I had always been a food lover, but now even more since I was pregnant. So, I poured myself a glass of water, grabbed the milk carton from the fridge, a bowl from the cabinet alongside a spoon and last but not least the opened package of cornflakes and sat down at the kitchen counter. I poured the milk in the bowl and added the cornflakes, starting my breakfast. While munching on my food, I unlocked my phone, texted Tom, answered some other text messages and emails, before I went to check the news and browse through several tabloids - what turned out to be kinda a mistake... The moment I read the headlines, the spoon literally fell out of my hand and clattered loudly to the ground. I stared with an opened mouth at my mobile, shocked. "What?!" The headline was on every tabloid almost exactly the same...

'Y/N Y/L/N's pregnancy confirmed!'

'Marvel-Star Tom Hiddleston is going to be a dad!'

'Y/N Y/L/N and Tom Hiddleston: The rumours turned out to be true!'

'Tom Hiddleston and fianćee Y/N: Pregnancy confirmed!'

And my personal favourite...

'Baby News in the Marvel-Universe! Baby Hiddleston is on the way!'

I blinked rapidly; tried to process what my eyes saw. The rumours had been there. I couldn't deny that. This topic was heavily discussed on the internet, social media and in several tabloids as well for weeks. It seemingly was a worldwide speculation - and suddenly it was confirmed? How? That was the only thought cursing through my mind. Tom and I actually wanted to keep it a secret as long as somehow possible - not just for four months...

Groaning, I closed the Google app and opened my contacts. I needed an answer. Now. I didn't waist a second, tapped on Tom's contact, dialling his number. Luckily, he picked up immediately... "Darling! Good morning! How are my two favourite girls doing?" He sounded more than happy. "Hey, babe... We are doing wonderfully - but... Tommy, we need to talk." I decided to not beat about the bush. "What do you want to talk about?" His tone shifted immediately. Now he sounded alarmed. Concerned. "Is it something we should discuss privately and in person?" Tom was so caring, I could've screamed. I loved that about him. "No, it's okay. Can you talk now, babe? Have you got a minute?" "Sure, love. For you always. What is it?" I took a deep breath. "Have you already checked the news?" "No. I didn't have the time to do that yet. Why?" "Well..." I pressed my lips together in a thin line. "Then you should open Google now and check it out, babe." "I am already on it. Just let me take a quick lo- Oh..." "Yup..." He saw it. "I-I, uhm..." Tom stuttered, not knowing what to say. "Okay, I take from your reaction that you're just as clueless on how it happened, just like I am. Good." I sighed and stood up, starting to clean up my breakfast. "Y-Yes, I have actually no clue how this could've hap- Oh..." Tom's second 'Oh' caused me to stop in my motions. "Oh what?" Tom had become utterly quiet on the other end of the line. "Tommy?" "Uh... Did you, uh, saw the headline of the Daily Mail?" "The Daily Mail headline? I don't think so. Wait, I look for it." I went once again in Google and scrolled down, until I found the headline, Tom was talking about. "Found it."

'Hiddleston & Y/L/N: Acting Colleague accidentally drops the baby bombshell!'

Acting Colleague? Which acting colleague?! That could only mean one thing... "Babe..." I said in a warning tone. "Who did you tell it to?" "Uh..." Tom clearly sounded caught. "Not a lot of people… Ben... Chris... Uh..." "Yes?" I waited patiently for him to speak. "And, um, Tom." The last name made me prick up my ears. "Tom? Which Tom?" Tom sighed, defeated. "Holland." He muttered, barely audibly, but I heard it nevertheless. "Tom Holland? You told it Tom Holland?!" "I, uh, guess, yes." Tom's voice was barely above a whisper by now and I could've sworn that he was beet red in the face. "Baaaabe..." I practically whined. "I thought we wanted to keep it a secret... And then you are telling it little Tom? We both know he can keep secrets as good as a fish can fly – which means not at all!" "I know, darling, I know - and I am so sorry! It's just... I met him last week. A day after our visit at the doctors and I was just so excited a-and-" Tom sighed. "It just slipped my mouth. I told him to keep his mouth shut, but well... Like you said... Little Tom isn't the best in keeping secrets. I shouldn't have told him, I am sorry." His words tugged at my heart strings, making me soft. How could I be mad at him for that? "Hey... It's okay, Tommy… We can't change what happened. I am not mad at you for telling Tom. And honestly? We couldn't have kept it a secret forever anyways, so..." Tom sighed once again. "Yes, probably. But nevertheless... I should have been more careful." "Baby, it's not your fault. You were just happy and controlled by your father feelings and that's okay. Again, I am not mad at you. I am probably a bit mad at Spiderman, though." My words caused Tom to stifle a giggle, before he inhaled and exhaled deeply. "This is going to be one hell of a week... " "Yup." I agreed, popping the p. "Now that the cat is out of the bag..."

a/n: Sorry, little Tom!

#tom hiddleston x y/n #tom hiddleston x reader #tom hiddleston x fem!reader #tom hiddleston one shot #tom hiddleston imagine #tom hiddleston x you #tom hiddleston x pregnant reader

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ewanmitchellcrumbs · 1 year

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I’m so glad you’re answering asks again! I love that you’ve created a place to talk about Ewan and I always love to read your thoughts!!! Anyways, what are your thoughts on him in a period romance film? I can’t get the idea out of my head and I’m absolutely frothing at the mouth at the idea. I just know he’d nail the yearning stare and sexual tension

Thank you, you are far too kind <3

Based on the fact that I'm a total simp for Ewan, I would love to see him in a period romance - I think he'd absolutely slay a role similar to something like what T Hiddles did in Crimson Peak (omg, can you imagine him having his bum out in a sex scene? I'D DIE)

However, in practice, I don't think this would work - Ewan plays the villain too well. Plus, I don't think that type of role would interest him enough to want to take it and he's typecast enough that the offer would likely never cross his path. The yearning stares would come off as intense and scary rather than romantic lol

BUT I was sceptical that he'd pull off Aemond after having played Osferth and was delighted to be proven wrong - the guy has range - so perhaps we will see him in a Guillermo Del Toro gothic style romance in the not too distant future? I live in hope.

#ewan mitchell #asked and answered

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tomhiddleslove · 5 years

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" Forget America’s Ass, this is Asgard’s Ass. "

Tom Hiddleston at the Marvel Studios panel for Loki during San Diego Comic-Con 2019.

#tom hiddleston #loki #sdcc 2019 #san Diego comic Con 2019 #hiddles #twhiddleston #marvel studios panel #july 20 #hiddles 2019 #navy jumper #hiddles bum #hiddles smile #comic Con international #link to original picture in source #California

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littleredlilith · 5 years

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I have never seen this interview but I think I have a pretty good idea how it goes based on these pictures.

1. He is listening to the question form someone in the audience.

2. The question is: "Can you describe your English countryside? "

Tom: Ehehehe

3. Thinking for a moment because that's an excellent question.

4. Tom: Well it's sort of nice and round, you know.

(Yes we do, oh yes we do)

5. Tom: And also very firm. Like you could squeeze it very hard.

(May I?)

6. Tom: Sort of like a nice ripe melon.

7. Tom: And let me tell you I am a bit of an expert on melons. I once ate them for 7 months straight. With prosciutto. It's a fascinating fruit. Before that experience I had no idea there were so many types of melon. Or cucurbitaceae. That's their latin name. They all have quite a particular flavour.

7. Tom: Sorry I am getting a bit off track here. Anyway let me enumerate all the movies where you can see my English countryside and all the people who made that possible.

8. Ok, here I can only assume he was asked about the size of some other body part.

Maybe his feet?

(pics via torrilla)

#i wholeheartedly apologize for this #i was bored #tom hiddleston #hiddles bum #hiddles English countryside

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loki-is-my-favorite-playthi-blog · 5 years

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When people ask why you a thirsty hoe 🌚🙏🏻

#hiddles bum #he gave me high standards #forever alone #ass is calling me #personality good but ass makes it better #i need help #why was i made this way #ass ass ass #cute asf #bitch has some bongos #fuccccc #little thiccc #loki laufeyson #loki 4 ever #tom hiddleston

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thomas-queen-hiddleston · 6 years

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@catalinaacosta @maimalfoi @tomhiddlestoncrotchshots

I feel like if any of us meet The Hiddles in person we should be very careful. I wonder how kindly he would take to us sexually harassing him.

A little butt squeeze or graze of the hiddlesconda wouldn't bother him, Right?

#tom hiddleston #hiddles #fandom #hiddleston daily #hiddleston sexy #thomas hiddleston #loki #loki laufeyson #superwholock #tom hiddleston crotch shots #geek #sexy #thomas william hiddleston #tom #tom hiddleston bum shots #fangirl

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mostly-marvel-musings · 3 years

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Yeah, so the thought of being tied up, spanked and then slow fucked by Thor so painfully slowly, it borders on insanity is most definitely on my mind.

We can discuss.

Or you could drabble.

OR WE DO BOTH, BECAUSE HOE HOURS, BABE! xxx

Slow

Pairing: Thor x Reader

Warnings: 18+ SMUTTY SMUT SMUT.

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The metal restraints clinked against the handcuffs on your legs as your impatient self squirmed in desperation.

The reaction was sure to be met with punishment, maybe that was your intention after all.

To be touched, to be ravished by the God who was clearly relishing in the way you were reacting. All the teasing that you had been subjected to was paying off.

“My sweet dove, look at you.”

His deep baritone reverberated in the dark room as you gulped, ass up in the air at his mercy before you felt the bed dip under his weight.

A sharp slap across your left cheek was heard before felt as you yelped, your body lurching forward by the impact. He didn’t give you time to recover as he smacked your right bum, repeating the action a few times before his hands gently caressed the stinging skin.

The contrast of him always surprised you, he could say the most sweetest of things while his actions screamed sinful dominance.

“Thor, please…” you cried, tears springing in the corners of your eyes as you pleaded.

“Had enough of the teasing already? I’m not sure if you’re ready for my cock, my love.”

You had been ready for him ever since you laid eyes on the gorgeous man that evening. No one was supposed to look that good.

Testing his statement out, you shuddered as his thick fingers glided across your glistening folds, making it difficult to hold your whimpers in.

“Looks like I was wrong.”

Friday hoe hours?!

#thor drabble #thor smut #mmm hoe hours #thor odinson smut #thor odinson imagine #thor odinson x reader #thor odinson fanfiction

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jobean12-blog · 4 years

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Pitching a Tent

Pairing: Bucky x reader

Word Count: 1,568

Summary: You and the team go on a camping trip together and you get stuck sharing a tent with Bucky.

Author’s Note: This is for @aesthetical-bucky 1k challenge and the continuation of the HBC’s @the-ss-horniest-book-club drunk drabbles and the super fun prompt sent in below. For the challenge I had the prompt- enemies to friends/lovers: camping trip and you’re forced to share a tent with (Bucky) and then the smutty prompt- “are you wearing underwear?” Congratulations my beautiful love! Thank you all for reading and much love always! ❤❤❤

Warning: Fun teasing, flirting, fluffy fun, implied sexy times ;)

The tent pole pops out of the fabric and nearly takes your eye out. Letting go a string of curses you flail around in a huff. “Having some trouble, doll?” Bucky taunts, standing over you with a smirk. With a frustrated groan you stand, poking him in the chest. “Are you offering to help or just enjoying my suffering.” He picks up one of the poles and bops you on the head, “nope, definitely not gonna help,” and walks off with a laugh.

You grit your teeth, ready to stab him with the pointy end but Clint’s boots block your way. “Hey kid, need some help.” Looking up you frown, but it quickly turns into a smile when he gives you his own goofy grin. “That would be great thanks! Bucky basically came over here to make fun of me then left.”

Clint’s grin only grew, his eyes twinkling with something you can’t quite place. “What?” you ask, watching as he starts picking up the pieces of the tent. “Nothing. You two are oblivious is all. Hand me that pole, please.” You hand it over with a raised brow, blowing out a raspberry before saying, “if by oblivious you mean he’s an asshole then yea.”

With a shake of his head Clint continues building the tent, doing it far more quickly and efficiently than you ever could. “Wow,” you say, standing back and looking over the perfectly balanced tent. “Thanks, Clint! At least someone was nice enough to help me!” You shout the last words in Bucky’s direction, his head swinging your way. “Well it’s a good thing. You would have never been able to do it yourself.”

Clint can no longer contain his laughter as it rings out over the campground. “Oh man, so funny,” he mutters as he walks away. You narrow your eyes at Bucky, sticking out your tongue. He waggles his eyebrows suggestively and does the same back, your face scrunching up in shock. “UGH!” you say, not noticing when Steve leans over in Clint’s ear, whispering something that makes them both grin deviously.

The rest of the day goes by peacefully and you enjoy the beautiful sights and sounds of the woods. You manage to avoid Bucky for most of it. After dinner you head down to the lake to cool off with a swim. Ridding yourself of your clothes you walk into the refreshing water wearing only your underwear and bra, sighing at how good it feels.

You’re so caught up in the relaxation of your surroundings that you don’t hear Bucky quietly enter the water. It isn’t until he has his hands at your sides, tickling you and effectively scaring the life out of you that you know anyone is there. You scream loud enough to draw over Nat and Clint, the two of them going from terrified to annoyed. “I’m gonna drown the both of you if you don’t cut this shit out!” Nat yells over the water then stomps off, Clint hot on her heels.

“Nat’s not gonna be able to drown you because I’m gonna do it first,” you shout, trying your best to push Bucky under the water. It’s no use of course as he laughs and easily holds you back. “Nice try doll, but you might want to work on your take down a bit.” With that he dunks you one more time and strides out of the lake. You seethe, watching as the water drips down over his neck and chest. You don’t know if you’re angrier at the fact that he managed to scare you or that you’re staring because he looks so damn delicious.

Darkness finally descends on the campground and you and the rest of the team are huddled around the campfire, roasting marshmallows while Tony complains. “You should have let me buy a camper. Then we could have done this and gone to bed in style.” Steve throws a marshmallow at his head, tsking as he says, “that defeats the purpose Tony!” You laugh while trying to unstick your fingers from the marshmallow on your smore, finally deciding to just lick it off. You feel someone staring and look up to see Bucky’s eyes on you. His jaw is clenched, and he looks almost angry, so you just chalk it up to him being his usual jerky self. Throwing him a smirk you lick your lips.

It’s after midnight when everyone finally shuffles off to their tents. Nat and Clint, Tony and Pepper, Steve and Sam and then you and Bucky are left glaring at each other. “Oh, hell no, Barnes, you can sleep outside,” you say, going into the only empty tent left and starting to zip it closed. He barges through, “no way y/n. Looks like you’re stuck with me.”

You look down at the sleeping bag and although it’s giant there is only one. “Then you have to sleep outside the sleeping bag!” You stomp your foot with authority, and he laughs. “We’ll see about that.” Huffing and puffing you get yourself ready for bed, all the while very aware of Bucky’s closeness.

Once you’re under the cover and comfortable you sneak a glance his way just as he’s taking off his shirt. He starts to take off his pants and you screech, “what are you doing Barnes?” Giving you a cocky smile, he replies, “what does it look like, baby, getting ready for bed.” His pants are off in a second and he’s now standing in his boxer briefs.

You swallow hard and try to look away but can’t seem to bring yourself to. He lays down next to you, above the covers as promised and grabs his book. “Sleep tight, doll.” You mumble goodnight and turn over with a sigh. You’re not sure how much time passes before you start shivering but you can’t seem to stop.

“Are you cold, y/n?” You were hoping he was asleep already. “No, I’m fine,” you lie, curling into yourself. The next thing you know he’s getting into the sleeping bag and pulling you into his chest. At first you protest, pushing away from him with a grunt. “No thanks, Buck.” He doesn’t listen, tightening his hold on you and whispering into your neck, “don’t fight me, doll. You can’t freeze all night. Your feet are like ice.”

Giving in you go limp in his arms, finding it hard to fall asleep now that his warm body is so close to yours. You wiggle around to get comfortable and you hear his breath hitch, the low rumble of a growl vibrating through his chest. Ignoring him you cuddle closer, the feel of his hardness against your ass making you stifle a moan. You finally relax, the comfort of his strong body lulling you into a peaceful sleep.

When you wake up the next morning, Bucky’s arms are still curled around you and your legs are tangled together. “Morning baby,” he murmurs, stretching his arms. You do the same, your oversized shirt riding up above your bum. Bucky immediately stills, his thigh brushing against your bare skin. “Are you wearing underwear?”

His question is barely audible over your heavy breathing, the air thick with tension as he runs his metal arm up your thigh. “Um. They were still wet last night after my swim in the lake, so I didn’t wear any to bed.” He rolls you over, caging you under him and between his arms. “Are you telling me you’ve been without underwear this whole time?”

You shake your head yes, unable to speak now that his thigh is nudging between your legs. “Fuck,” he growls before leaning down to kiss you. The very moment your lips brush to his you hear the zipper of your tent. Bucky jumps off you and throws the cover over your bodies. “Morning you two!” You hear Sam’s chipper voice before you see him poke his head into the tent. “Hurry and get up, Tony’s hungry and is already starting to yell about taking everyone out to eat. We have to get breakfast ready and we need all hands-on deck.”

He smiles, waiting for your reply. “Yea, yea, we’re coming Sam, get out!” Bucky throws a sock at his face which works better than expected as Sam wrinkles his nose in disgust and quickly leaves. “Fucking hell, he has the worst timing.” You giggle then blurt out, “but I thought you couldn’t stand me.” Bucky quickly moves back to you, taking you into his arms.

“Quite the opposite doll. I really like you a lot. It’s just easier for me to be a pain in your ass than actually tell you. I didn’t think you could ever feel the same way.” You straddle his waist, winding your arms around his neck. “Well, you’re wrong. I do like you. A lot.” His thumb brushes against your cheek and he leans in for another kiss only to be interrupted once again by Sam yelling outside your tent.

“Don’t make me come in there again! Hurry your asses up.” Bucky rests his forehead to yours and sighs, “I guess we have to go help with breakfast.” You tuck some hair behind his ear. “Yea, I guess,” you reply with a light laugh, then perk up, asking, “hey, so what are you doing later?” His grip on your waist tightens and he gives you a heated look. “You.”

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yespolkadotkitty · 4 years

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Hi! I don’t know if you are taking requests but if you are, omg yay!! Can I ask for one where you’ve - Fallen asleep on the couch and marshall carried you to bed (whether he comes home after being away for a long while or you two watching a movie after a busy day; you decide). I know it’s not too much of an idea so feel free to elaborate! You write Marshall so perfectly that I trust your instincts! Bonus if you fit “you’re cute when your sleepy” but no pressure! Thank you!

You turn over at the slight tickly sensation of Marshall’s beard on your forehead as he drops a kiss on your hairline. “Time to wake up and go to bed,” he chuckles, and you groan. He’s been away in the next city over consulting on a case, and you’d waited up for him; you always did, but you didn’t always manage to stay upright.

He flicked the TV off and scooped you into his arms, settling you against his broad chest, the scent of his sweater familliar and comforting and home. You murmur his name as he walks up the stairs with you, and sets you gently on the bed. You’re already in your pyjamas so he tucks the cover over you. You catch his hand. “Don’t go.”

He laughs softly. “Just getting undressed, sweetheart.”

You watch him out of sleepy eyes as he pulls the sweater over his head, then his t-shirt. He steps out his jeans and removes his socks. Your gaze drinks in his physique as, just in his boxers, he slips into bed beside you. Marshall opens his arms and you snuggle backwards into them, settling your bum in the bend in his body. You both sigh, deeply.

“I missed you,” you whisper.

He settles his chin on the top of your head; you fit well together. Always have.

“I missed your cold feet,” he says, and you hear the smile in his voice. In the morning, you know he’ll make love to you until the orgasms wring you dry, until you’re hoarse from crying out his name, until the feel of him is once more imprinted inside you.

But tonight, you’ll sleep in his arms and smell him on your pillow, and it’s everything.

Tagging: @ly--canthrope @dr-kayleigh-dh @littlefreya @dancingwendigo @constip8merm8 @ayamenimthiriel @hopelessromanticspoonie @just-the-hiddles @lokimostly @promptandpros @manawhaat @alyxkbrl

#imagine henry cavill #henry cavill fluff #night hunter fic #walter marshall

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just-the-hiddles · 4 years

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Hi! Were you talking about the hiddles bum lately? Sorry for the random questuon. I just finished watching The Deep Blue Sea and I didn't expect to see the Hiddlesbum in all its glory and I thought of you 😅😂

I am always talking about the hiddlesbum. Yeah it is there. Bam! Naked Hiddles. But the movie is otherwise rather depressing so I never recommend watching it just for naked Hiddles.

I am proud you thought of me. I have a reputation apparently.

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inevitably-johnlocked · 1 year

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HII!

I wanted to know if you could recommend some very nice Top John fics with plots? Looking forward to your response.

Thank you for all you do for the Fandom. Very grateful. Have a lovely day/night!

Hi Lovely!

Oh gosh, you're far too kind!

I actually have quite a few fics, but I'm also going to use your ask to post my Pt 3 list of Bottomlock fics, so I hope you don't mind. To get the longer, more plotty fics, please start at the bottom of this and all the suggested See Also lists, and work your way up them. Since I put my lists in word-count order, the longer, more plotty ones will be near the bottom <3

I hope you enjoy, and if anyone has something new to add, please do! <3

BOTTOMLOCK Pt. 3