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dasy002 · 2 years

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MOMMY'S PREGNANT WHORE

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Top!Scarlett Johansson x bottom!fem!reader

Warnings: SMUT (minor DNI), pregnant sex, Dom/sub, degradation, pet names, strap on use (mention), mommy kink (literally me🤭)

Prompt: 19 "I'm just pregnant, you don't have to treat me like glass"

This is a request from my Wattpad and be aware that it doesn't make sense. It's simply p0rn without plot. Now me and my virging self will go touch some grass cause it's necessary after this byeeee 👋🏼

Daisy 💜

“Scar please!” you whine, head thrown back, eyes shut and hands gripping the sheets as your wife’s head rests between your thighs, kitten licking your pussy. “More!” you scream while grabbing a fistfull of her blond hair trying to pull her closer to your center.

“Hands off (y/n) you know the drill.” Scarlett scolds you immediately detaching her mouth from your core. A loud whine leaves your mouth at the loss of contact and this caught Scarlett's attention that after giving you a stern glare, swats your hand away from her hair.

Then she dives back into your pussy giving it soft long licks as inserting one single finger in your tight hole. You moan, starting to move your hips trying to match her pace. Scarlett smile against your clit slowing her thrust and letting you fuck yourself on her fingers. “Oh fuck Scar, more!” you plead her again needing more than just one finger in order to get off. When you realize she has ignored your request completely you take the matter into your own hand and decide that acting up is the only way to get what you want. Scarlett doesn’t tolerate brat and she never backs down when it comes to teaching you a lesson.

“I’m just pregnant Scarlett, you don’t have to treat me like glass” you spat out in a bratty tone, making sure to emphasize on her full name. Not even a second later you find yourself gasping for air as she shoves three of her fingers deep inside of you “Is that what you wanted uh? You wanted me to fuck you dumb, right baby?” she mocks you as she starts pinching your oversensitive nipple with her free hand “Oh shit. Yes Scar!” you moan in pure pleasure before whimpering as she slaps one of your boobs “That’s not my name princess”. Between her fingers pumping inside of you and the burning sensation spreading on your chest your brain is overcome by the pleasure that you can barely process her word “Let’s try again. What’s my name slut!” she repeats herself in a stern tone, speeding up her pace “MOMMY!” you finally moan as her fingers hit a particular spot inside of you.

“That’s right baby, did mommy find your special spot?” she asks, caressing your face as you nod in reply “What happens if I hit that again?” she wanders before curling her finger and reaching it again. You scream while writhing under her as your release gets closer, then all of sudden she stops herself and takes her finger out of you making you cry out in frustration “Shhh doll I know. Mommy is just gonna take the strap real quick.” she shushes you while sitting up on the bed as you beg her “Please mommy…” Scarlett chuckles, resting her hand on your belly “Let’s show to this little bean what a slut their momma is for mommy” she then says before kissing your neck and rolling over to look for your favorite toy.

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lipstickmotherfucker · 2 years

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she's so pretty... 🖤

#florencepugh #flopugh #flo pugh #flossie #florence pugh #fpugh #fpughedit #dwd movie #dwd #don't worry darling #dont worry darling #alice chambers #yelena belova #yelenabelova #yelena #yelena mcu #marvel actress #marvel

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madeleineengland · 2 years

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Natalie Portman in PLANETARIUM (2016)

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peggycarterlover · 1 year

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she is the loml 🫶 i need her to reject me so i can move on 😫

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eightam · 2 years

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Florence Pugh (2021)

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maria-taiwin · 2 years

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Natalie Portman in Rome (2022)

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natashas-girl · 8 months

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home

Plot: your girlfriend comes home after being away for work

Pairing: Scarlett Johansson x reader

Genre: fluff

A/n: i wrote this between the times of 2:40 AM and 4:00 AM. I haven't been asleep since, so forgive me for errors 🤷‍♀️

You heard your bedroom door creaking open. You looked up, eyebrows creased because really, that door should not be opened at 2:43 AM.

The love of your life walked in, suitcase in tow, looking completely worn out. You jumped off of your made bed to greet her in happy surprise. When she saw you standing before her, her eyes widened in bewilderment, but she still released the handle of her luggage to give you a hug.

"Scarlett, baby," you said, hugging her shorter form tightly, "I thought that your flight landed at six?"

"I got a different one," Scarlett admitted, "I wanted to surprise you when you woke up next to me."

You smiled your goofy lovesick smile and gave her a quick kiss, eager to cuddle with her after three long weeks apart.

"Wait wait wait," Scarlett released your shoulders, "what were you doing up?" You smiled sheepishly.

"I was afraid I wouldnt hear my alarms, so I was just gonna stay up. I knew that you’d be tired because of the jet lag, so i was just gonna sleep in the morning with you.” You explained.

Then, it was her turn to, despite her tiredness, grin a goofy smile and press a quick kiss to your lips. When she pulled away, she looked at you with tired, happy eyes. Yes, still tired, but completely glowing with love.

She pulled out her hair tie so that her rumpled blonde hair could cascade freely over her shoulders, making you grin at how much you had missed the way that her hair framed her face. You looked at her and, while some might have said messy, you swore she looked like an angel in this light.

You and Scarlett crawled into bed, wrapped around each other, with your head tucked under her chin. Although no one guessed it by looking at you two through a screen, she was ultimately your protector, as well as your world, your everything, and your love.

Scarlett tightened her arms around you.

“Don’t worry,” you whispered, “im not going anywhere.”

Bonus (angst cause i really woke up today and chose violence):

The camera clicked off, all of the optimal content captured. He walked away, connecting the camera to his phone to upload the videos as he walked to his car. When his phone turned on, the usual flurry of notifications loaded. Questioning him, accusing him of faking the content, and voicing their shock that nobody had noticed how two of Hollywood’s actresses could be covering up something this big. He would show them. He just needed to film more videos, and then everybody would know.

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writershapeholeonthedoor · 7 months

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Happy Together

Pairing: Florence Pugh × Fem!Reader

Summary: A cute unplanned date night with your girlfriend, Florence

Disclaimer: English is not my first language, be aware and be kind

"Hey," Florence greeted as she walked closer to where you were leaning against the car. "You didn’t have to pick me up."

It was late. Very late, actually. There were maybe three or four cars still in the parking lot aside from yours, but there wasn’t anyone else walking around. They were probably still in the studio working, even at that ridiculous hour.

Florence's face showed her fatigue. She had cleaned her skin from the heavy makeup she had to wear on set and it was easy to spot the bags under her eyes. She was also wearing her comfortable sweatpants and a loose jacket, the same clothes she had walked out of the house earlier that day. It seemed she was a minute away from falling asleep while walking from the way she was dragging her feet.

However, as soon as she spotted you, her face lit up all at once. You could feel your chest warming up at the clear affection you could see in her expression, at the bright smile that curled her lips up, at the way she seemed taller and more alert than she had been a second ago. It was mostly dark around you two, and you wouldn’t have been able to see anything if it wasn’t for the reflectors around the parking lot, but you would be able to swear right there that Florence lit up everything around her like the sun.

When she stopped in front of you, glancing up, you realized you hadn’t replied yet. Instead of saying something yet, you cupped her jaw, tilted your head to the side, and pressed a lingering kiss on her lips. You didn’t bother to deepen it, though the simple, delicate touch was enough to make your heart race inside your chest.

When you pulled away, all smiles and warm cheeks, you wasted no time placing both hands on her waist to keep her where she was. Standing between your slightly parted legs, looking at you with those soft green eyes. Suddenly, you were in no rush to get back home. You could stay there forever with her, if needed.

"Yes, well, I wasn't going to let you get a cab this late," you replied after a few seconds.

It was past midnight the last time you checked your phone. One of the downsides of her work. When the night shots started, Florence would be in the studios for much longer than usual and, really, there were days she didn’t even know when she would be free to go home.

When she told you early that week that she would be getting back home around two or three in the morning, you were worried, of course. So, the obvious solution in your head was to make sure she would get there safely. You two didn’t live together yet, and you knew you would stay awake until she texted you to let you know she made it home, so, really, it was easier to go pick her up.

Besides, that gave you an excellent excuse to see her again. Even if you woke up together only hours ago.

Florence rolled her eyes fondly at you, a smile trying to make an appearance, before she placed a palm flat against your chest, right above your heart. Her hand stayed there for a moment, but her finger quickly started to draw the outline of your bra under your shirt. It was a move made out of habit, you knew it, but there was no stopping the shiver that ran down your spine.

"We don't need both of us to have a fucked up schedule, you know?" She said.

You shrugged. "I don't have work tomorrow, so it's not a problem." Then, because you knew she would insist that you didn’t have to be there, you kept talking: "Did you have time to eat yet?"

The grimace that took over her expression was enough to let you know the answer, but she still grumbled under her breath. "No. I literally just left the costume department to take off my clothes. We had to make, like, a million takes on the same thing," she complained and an adorable pout showed up right after.

It made you want to lean over to kiss her lips again, but you kept yourself in place offering only a smile at her. You didn’t quite understand her world - the shootings, the photoshoots, the costumes, the takes - though you loved the way her eyes shined whenever she mentioned her work.

That, of course, didn’t change the fact that, sometimes, her working schedule messed up some other aspects of her life, such as eating food and drinking water. It always made you worried whenever she told you she skipped lunch or that she totally forgot to drink water that day. You always jokingly said it was a hard task to make sure she would live another day, but, in reality, you were just constantly worried about her.

Which explained the way you physically cringed when you heard her poor explanation. "Oh, Flo," you sighed and just knew there was no point trying to talk her into healthy habits. "Well, let’s see if we can find an open restaurant, okay?"

"I'm tired." Florence pouted while drawing her hands to her shoulders and then down your arms.

"I know, but you need to eat something. We can order it to go, if you wish."

"Fine," she sighed and pulled away from you, which almost made you regret ever saying anything. "But just because I'm actually hungry."

"Get inside your carriage then, madam," you joked, adding a weird French accent in the last word, and making a quick run to the passenger's side to open the door for her.

She chuckled at you and kissed your cheek as she walked past you to enter the car. You took some precious seconds to recover from the way your heart fluttered because of the delicate kiss, but, eventually, you were able to rush to the driver's seat and take off not long after that.

"What do you wanna eat?" You asked.

"Whatever we can find open this late at night," she replied with a small shrug. "It's very late, I doubt we're going to find any open restaurants."

You would have to agree with her. You tried to keep your eyes on the road at the same time you glanced from side to side to see if you could find anything that was still working that late, but Florence's favorite places were closed, just like everywhere else. It was a bit crazy to think a city that size wouldn’t be working 24/7, but it seemed it wasn’t your lucky day because there were no restaurants still open for you to take your girlfriend for a late dinner.

Eventually, after you drove for several minutes and your frustration grew more and more, you felt Florence's hand touching your thigh to get your attention. "Let's go home, my love. I'm sure I still have some instant noodles in the cabinet."

You sighed, ready to admit your defeat. "I guess we would only find a McDonald's working this late. Sorry, babe."

Busy as you were trying to get a better look at the river mirror to change lanes so you could drive to her house, you failed to notice the face your girlfriend made. "Hmm," she hummed, tilting her head to the side as well. "I wouldn’t be opposed to McDonald's."

"Really?" You asked in surprise, throwing a quick glance at her. "McDonald's?"

"They have a vegetarian menu now," was the only thing she said before shrugging, and you really didn’t need much more to change your way to the closest McDonald's you could find.

Florence loved to eat real food, as she liked to say, and it was very unusual that she would express the wish to eat fast food like that. However, considering the other option was to go home and make instant noodles, you weren’t going to try to change her mind. Besides, you really loved good junk food.

"Fine," you relented. "But, if your mom asks, I get mad when you don't eat healthy food." To make your point, you turned your head at her, taking advantage of the red light, and made a face that was clearly you trying to have an 'I'm-Mad-Façade'.

Florence laughed loudly, throwing her head back for a moment and showing the column of her throat, before she leaned over until your noses were almost touching. What did touch you, though, was her finger poking where your eyebrows had joined thanks to your fake grimace. It made your face instantly relax and she laughed again when you pouted and looked at the street again. A second later, the light turned green and you were moving again.

"Very mad," she teased, although there was too much love in her tone for it to actually bother you. "The maddest."

You sighed dramatically. "My efforts are never acknowledged."

"They're always acknowledged, darling," Florence corrected you gently as she placed a soft hand on your thigh.

You grabbed her hand and raised it to your lips so you could kiss her knuckles, but you had to drop your light teasing with her since you had to pull into the drive-thru. "What do you want to eat?"

"Oh, I could eat an entire house," she groaned. Florence moved a bit to be able to read the bright letters as you drove in. "McPlant, the apple pie and fries."

"Anything to drink?"

"I should probably get water," Florence said, but, as you looked at her with a raised brow, she laughed. "What? At least I got the vegetarian one!"

"So that means you can drink the milkshake," you joked, already leaning over to make your order.

"That's way too much food," she commented when you moved to grab your credit card.

You shrugged. "You said you're hungry."

"But two large fries, four apple pies and nuggets?"

This time, you opened a smile at her as you waited to type your password. "I hope you enjoy the menu for our romantic date," you joked. "Very romantic," you added after putting your wallet away.

Florence rolled her eyes, but she had a big smile on her face and you couldn’t resist leaning in to give her a peck. You drove to pick up your order next and, after putting way too many things inside your car, you started driving toward her house. Florence kept talking about her day, her crazy agenda, her ongoing meetings and table readings, and you listened to her carefully as both of you stole a french fry from a bag every once in a while.

You were about a mile from her house when she tapped your arm suddenly and pointed at something. "Let's go to the park!"

"What?!" You asked without trying to hide your surprise. "Do you know how late it is?"

She glanced at you. "It's literally in front of a police station. And there’s a place to park the car."

"Are you sure you don't wanna go home?"

"I'm just trying to bring this romantic dinner to a nice location," Florence explained.

And even if you weren’t totally sure it was a good idea, you also knew you were very bad at telling her 'no'. That's why it wasn’t a surprise at all when you found yourself parking your car at the spot right under a lamppost. It was a nice park, but you already knew that. Florence takes her dog there for walks and you have joined them more than once. Even so, it looks even better at night. The fountain lit up with thousands of little lights that also made the trees and flowers around it glow as well. It was also a beautiful night. They could see the stars and the moon up in the sky, the street wasn’t awfully noisy as usual, and the few people walking around didn’t even seem to exist.

Florence apparently had intended for you two to eat inside the car, but you got out and started to put the different bags of food on top of the hood before you coaxed her outside as well. Your girlfriend looked a bit suspicious, although she didn’t offer any resistance when you helped her slide on the hood. You made a quick pause to give her a kiss, letting your hands rest on her hips for a few more seconds, and then you pushed yourself up to sit by her side, already grabbing a nugget to eat.

Florence only smiled at you, shaking her head fondly, before she reached for her burger to start eating. There, both of you talked and ate with no rush at all, talking and laughing and sharing fries. At some point, Florence had some ketchup at the corner of her mouth and you used the pad of your thumb to clean it, smiling when you noticed her cheeks turning a bit darker.

"I'm sorry," you whispered with a grin, suddenly feeling a bit self-conscious.

"For what?" Florence asked and tilted her head to the side.

You shrugged, unsure. "Well, you're used to fancy restaurants and those complicated dishes I can't even pronounce. And here I am, making you eat McDonald's on top of the hood of my car."

Florence's hand touched your cheek before you could look away from her as you planned on doing. She waited until your eyes were locked with hers and smiled gently. "This is the most romantic dinner I ever had," she declared so certainly that there was no room left for you to doubt it even for a second. "Because it's you, and I’m so lucky to have you, darling. How lucky can I be, really, that I just got the best girlfriend in the entire world, huh?"

Feeling even more embarrassed and a bit flustered, you end up looking down. "Didn’t know you were dating yourself," you grumbled under your breath, almost low enough that Florence wouldn’t be able to hear it.

But she did, and her reaction was to laugh happily at you. Florence's body ended up leaning toward you and her forehead rested on your shoulder as her small frame shook with laughs, and you just couldn’t help but put your arm around her waist even if your cheeks felt like they were on fire. It still amazed you that you kept falling more and more in love with her as the days went by.

"Come on, let’s get you home," you said after her laughs ceased.

You tapped Florence's thigh and tried to move away, but she only leaned away enough time to place a hand on your cheek to pull you in for a kiss. Your lips touched gently at first, bringing a shiver down your spine, though you didn’t waste any time to slip your tongue between her parted lips. Florence sighed against your lips and that’s when you both knew it was time to break the kiss.

"You're coming with me, right?" Florence asked once she pulled away, licking her lips while brushing her thumb against your bottom lip to brush off her lipstick.

"If you wish for my outstanding presence," you joked and got an eye roll as a reply, which made you chuckle. "Anything you want, Flo."

"Let's go then," she declared. "I want to cuddle!"

"Your wish is my command, my love."

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trapezequeen · 5 months

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Endless Zendaya Gifs (Part 2/♾️)

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dasy002 · 2 years

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SHUTTERED HEART 2

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Past Scarlett Johansson x fem!reader

Present Elizabeth Olsen x fem!reader

Warnings: angst (?), some bad words, I pretended reader wrote some famous songs but all the rights go to the real authors!!

Songs: "Happier than ever" Billie Eilish | "Cherophobia" Martina Antilli | "Lost cause" Billie Eilish

This is a part two of the previous story. The idea was given to me by an amazing girl on wattpad!

Love ya all

Daisy 💜

It’s been years since the day Scarlett left your house stepping on your heart. And you haven’t been doing well.

If earlier going out drinking and fucking random girls in bars was a once a week thing, now it became a routine. Going to clubs, getting drunk as fuck, having sex with some chicks, sleeping till noon and then starting over again.

That’s when the press started to notice, and that’s why you hate being a famous singer. Everyone always finds out what you’re doing, no secrets. The first pics started to appear on the cover pages of the magazines, they pictured you smoking weed, drinking and making out with strangers. They started calling you whore, slut, drug addict and more. At that point you had hit rock bottom, you weren’t even able to do music anymore.

That’s when your mother suggested you go away for a while. “Knowing she’s far away from you, will make you feel better (y/n/n).” she said as you walked past the airport’s gate.

Everyone says new home, new life. Well that didn’t apply to you, at least not in the first few months. Your routine didn’t change at all, until one day walking down Sunset Boulevard you saw a young boy sitting on a paper box while playing the guitar. At this point, while the music flies in the hot hair of Los Angeles,you feel a void start growing inside of you. You missed singing, the hard wood of the guitar under your fingers, the vibrations of the strings as you pinch them.

That’s when you decided you wanted to change and you were ready to ask for help. You wanted your life back

In the meantime Scarlett went on with her life, or at least that’s what she told herself. For how much she tried she couldn’t take you out of her mind. The pain in your eyes, the tears and your outburst still hunted her dreams after years. How did she end up hurting you so much when avoiding it was all she cared about and the reason why she ended things between you two? She couldn’t find an answer.

When your not so healthy lifestyle appeared all over the internet and magazines things started getting worse, cause she knew it was all her fault. She wanted to go visit you and try to help you move on, but then she would find herself wondering ‘Is it really a good idea or will I make her suffer more?’

Well by the time she decided you had already flown all the way to sunny California.

Then there was Rose. Gosh this little girl missed you like crazy, but her mom had not the guts to tell her you were gone forever. So her answers were always the same “(y/n) is really busy little bean. I’m sorry.” or “She’s not in town right now Rosie.”

Anyway, whatever excuses Scarlett puts up for her daughter she couldn’t bear the sadness in the kids eyes. It broke her heart day after day, but she couldn’t bring herself to tell her the truth , cause Rose would have ended up hating her for sending her ‘mama’ away.

In the end it was her fault.

TIME SKIP 4 MONTHS LATER (Cause I can)

Therapy isn’t as stupid as you’ve thought, it’s actually bringing you somewhere. It’s still too early to say you’re as good as new and ready to start again, but you’re working on it.

You’ve started understanding that you live for no one, but for yourself. That’s what you and Scarlett had was amazing, yeah, but you can’t go on remaining clinging to the past cause you’re afraid of what will happen in the future

And with that said you’ve started writing songs again. Addison (not me in love with Addison Montgomery in grey’s), your therapist, told you that expressing everything you’ve felt and are still feeling, in the form of music, helps to metabolize everything.

And she was right. The more songs you write the more you can look back at things in an objective way and let them go.

“When I’m away from you

I’m happier than ever

Wish I could explain it better.”

It took you time to admit it, and probably this is the hardest song you ever wrote, but as soon as you said it out loud for the first time you felt like a huge weight had been lifted from your chest.

You’re better without her, You’re happy away from her. And you don’t know why it took you so long to admit it.

TIME SKIP 2 MONTHS LATER (Cause I can)

So everything was going good, you were writing music again, you were clean both from alcohol and from weed. You even met a cute redhead (I’m obsessed with red haired girls) on the beach and went on a few dates with her.

So yeah, everything was going good until it wasn’t.

You don’t even know when it started to go south again. It happened so quickly that you didn’t even have time to realize it. One day you were happy, the next one you were afraid of this happiness.

“Come te la spiego la paura di essere felici

Quando non l’hanno capita nemmeno i miei amici”

(How do I explain you the fear of being happy

When not even my friends have understood it)

“It's hard to explain!” That's what you say to Addison when she asks you what’s wrong. And you’re not lying. You don’t know how to explain it , cause it doesn’t even make sense to you. It’s like a voice inside of your brain, everytime you almost reach happiness, whisper “You don’t deserve it.” and you believe it.

“Come te la spiego la spiego tutta la pazienza

Che ci metto ma non riesco a vivere senza

Qualcosa che mi opprime

Che mi indichi la fine

Perchè ho un cervello che è strafatto di spine."

(How do I explain to you all the patience

That I put into it but I can’t live without

Something that oppresses me

That shows me the end

Cause my brain is stoned with thorns)

And you tried, God knows how much you tried to fight it in the beginning. But then you start growing tired and this feeling of constant fear of being happy starts to feel good. ‘If I’m not happy, I can’t get hurt again.’ that’s what you say to yourself every time a part of you try to look for an ounce of happiness.

“Questa è la mia Cherofobia

No, non è negatività

Questa è la mia Cherofobia

Fa paura la felicità

Questa è la mia Cherofobia

Ma tu, resta…”

(This is my Cherophobia

No, it’s not negativity

This is my Cherophobia

Happiness scares me

This is my Cherophobia

But you, stay…)

All of your friends, old or new, it doesn't matter, start to leave. They don’t understand you, for them you’re just being exaggerated, fake. And they don’t want a friend that would slow them or stop them from doing what they want. So one by one starts to leave you behind.

Only one sticks by your side, Elizabeth Olsen. She’s such a sweetheart, she never leaves your side and helps you fight the voices in your head.

And the rest is history.

TIME SKIP 1 YEAR LATER (Cause I can)

“You ain’t nothin’ but a lost cause

And this ain’t nothin’ like it once was”

That’s the lyric of your last song that keeps repeating in your mind, as you walk hand in hand with your girlfriend Lizzie in Central Park.

Yes, you’re back in New York, but only for a couple of weeks. You accompanied Elizabeth on her press tour for her new movie ''Doctor Strange 2” (I’m in love with villain Wanda guys).

And yes, you and Lizzie got together in the end. It took you a while to definitely get over Scarlett, Elizabeth was there by your side and in the end you find yourself being madly in love with her.

You two are chatting about where to go for dinner tonight when you see a very familiar face sitting on a bench. You look at Lizzie strangely calm and point to her where Scarlett was sitting, she looks at you and asks “You wanna go talk to her or we run away like two crazy girls?”. You love how she always tries to make you laugh when you have to face something that freaks you out. You found it cute. You shake your head smiling and answer “I guess we can just walk away like two normal people, Liz.” “But we aren’t normal, kitten…” she adds while smirking at you, and in that moment you know something crazy has just come up to her mind. She grabs your hand and starts running round the park dragging you behind her, as she giggles so loud that all the pigeons fly away and half of the park turns to look at you. But you don’t care as you pull her arm lightly, making her almost fall over you before connecting your lips in a messy kiss.

At the hearing of loud giggles and the rustle of wings, she takes her eyes away from her book and starts looking for the source of all this mess. And that’s when she sees you, lips locked with her ex co star Elizabeth and a dumb smile on your face. She remembers that smile, it’s the one you make whenever you are truly happy, and seeing you smiling for something that it wasn’t her hurt. But she doesn’t have the right to feel betrayed, in the end it was all her fault.

“You ain’t nothin’ but a lost cause

And this ain’t notin’ like it once was.”

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lipstickmotherfucker · 2 years

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Florence Pugh (self assignment, 2016)

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buckyalpine · 6 months

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Actor Bucky and actress reader

He cums accidentally while trying to hold it together during a sex scene.

Imagine a gorgeous but shy beefy Bucky nervous as hell filming an intimate scene with his co star because hes harbouring the most massive crush on her.

He in nothing but a tiny cup covering his most private parts, his perky sculpted ass barely covered by the thin sheet laid on top you both.

“You okay?” He whispers, always checking in on you, his large mass covering you entirely. You give him a shy smile, nodding, the feel of your hands moving to drape around his shoulder making him blush.

“Alright! Get ready to sell it Barnes” Tony calls out, hushing everyone before he starts rolling, signalling a thumbs up to sam to start filming “and action!!”

Bucky braces himself on his forearms keeping his body off yours, moving forward instead of actually thrusting. The lewd sounds you start to make make his hips involuntarily buck forward more than necessary and he nearly stutters.

“Oh God! Please, slow down” you cry softly, portraying your role as a shy house wife perfectly, nervous to consummate her marriage.

Bucky doesn’t think he can take your delicate pleading, his cock straining, desperate for some relief. He can feel it leaking the more you moan, his knuckles turning white gripping onto the sheets.

“So good to me” Bucky whispers back, swallowing thickly as his mind starts to wander over how you’d sound it he was actually stretching you out. Would you moan about how he was too big? Would you beg for him to keep going till he dripped right out of your sweet cunt? Would you want to lick and taste how wet he got for you, moaning over how fat and thick his dick was, worried over how you’d fit all of him inside you? His massive size carried all over, the blush on his face spreading to his neck when his erection nearly brushes against your covered core.

You blink up at him, staring into his baby blue eyes feeling his hardness press against you as it grows, nearly wetting the sheets. Your eyes are locked together and Bucky’s sure he’s not going to control himself, not when you’re looking at him like that. Not when you’re biting your lip, he could’ve sworn he felt your hips buck up, your thighs spreading slightly.

You let out a whimper, his warm breath fanning over your face and he can smell how fucking wet you are. He’s humping the air, just centimetres from where he really wants to be, fuck he wasn’t going to hold it, his balls felt tight, his cock was going to fucking burst-

“Kiss me My love” you say your final line before pulling him down for a heated kiss, letting it get more hot and heavy that the script intended. As soon as he tastes your tongue on his, he moans into your mouth, eyes rolling back, his back muscles flexed and tensed as he soaks the with his cum. He doesn’t pull away, tearing the sheets with his grip as he cums hard, his cock throbbing, till he can feel the front all warm and damp, whimpering till he’s all empty.

“AND CUT! FANTASTIC” Tony cheers, over the moon with how it turned out, “that was great and nice touch ripping the sheets Barnes, made it look real. Everyone take 5 and we’ll shoot that diner scene”

Everyone starts to pack up to get ready for the next shoot and Bucky swears he hears you let out a little giggle as you pull away, smiling at his flustered state.

“You okay, Buck?” You coo while he bites back a whine, his softening cock now sensitive and aching. Your assistant runs over to slip you into a robe, dragging you off to hair and makeup while he holds the sheet to the lower half of his body.

He grabs the robe Steve hands to him, smirking at his best friend with his head cocked to the side.

“You sure that was acting, Buck?” Steve snorts, nodding to the wet patch on the sheet while Bucky groans, grabbing it and stuffing it away before running off to his room.

“Shut up”

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Hey, I hope you’re having a good day! I had an idea, Marvel cast flirting with y/n for x minutes?

. . MARVEL CAST FLIRTING WITH Y/N Y/L/N FOR 10 MINUTES STRAIGHT!

Coming home from an extremely long and stressful day/week was unfortunately something very familiar to you—so familiar that you and your best friend (your not famous best friend who was your pilar through all the chaos fame brought) had created a little routine; she’d send you various videos and links to movies and online books she knew would relax and amuse you.

So, cuddled up in your bed with your pyjamas and your star lights on (a true child at heart, always) you opened up your chats with them and eagerly swiped to see that they’d sent.

‘Marvel Cast Flirting with Y/N Y/L/N For 10 Minutes Straight!’ was the video for tonight.

Immediately you cackled to yourself, hurriedly sending your best friend thanks in the form of ironic emojis and frantic proclamations of undying love, before loading up the (true to prior word) ten minute long video.

Surely this was an exaggeration.

The video began, large letters in a cute font appearing on the dark screen ‘the marvel cast all being in love flirting with y/n for ten minutes’. The quick ‘AS THEY SHOULD’ before the clips started playing made you giggle to yourself.

The first clip was from some years back, you were pretty sure this was a premiere for The Avengers, given how you looked and the quality—you were standing opposite on interview, smile on your face and dressed in a pretty outfit the same colour of your character’s aesthetic.

“How do you feel about your costume?”

Before you could even answer the interviews question, Scarlett intercepted your interview—hair in a short red bob and a smirking grin at her lips as she wrapped an arm around your waist.

“Well I know how we all feel about this ladies costume, it’s a beautiful piece that just makes the women wearing all the more beautiful. If that’s even possible.”

The edit quickly gave Scarlett beating heart eyes for you as she didn’t tear her eyes away from you for a second—making present time you laugh.

With that she kissed your cheek, leaving a red mark of her lipstick and walked away, dramatically winking in your direction.

The second clip was a blooper, from .. Captain America: Civil War, you thought. You were on Sebastian’s shoulders, thighs locked over his head—in character, as your character and his were mid fight.

He stumbled back over a table accidentally and you let out a startled yelp, hands flying to steady yourself in his long hair and one of his landing on your arse cheek to steady you as he steadied himself with the other.

“Is it bad that I’m loving this?”

“SEBA—“

“Cut!”

The third clip was you and Lizzie (Elizabeth Olsen) reacting fan tweets; Lizzie unrolled the piece of paper, her eyes lighting up as she giggled with a little smirk.

“Elizabeth. .” You wearily trailed off, looking at your friend.

“Sorry, sorry. Okay! This tweet says if i could just pretty BEEP please with the juiciest most mouthwatering cherry on top get a not kid friendly scene of Wanda and (Your Character) I could die peacefully, my wish fulfilled. I implore you marvel, listen to your dying fan.”

“That tweet had over fifty thousand likes as well.” A feminine voice added in from behind the camera, laughter in her tone.

You and Lizzie turned to each other at the same time, grinning.

“I mean the fan is dying babe. .”

“Right? We should totally make this happen, like, totally.” She gave you a cheeky once over, eyes appreciating all of you. “Because it was the fans wish, not mine, duh.” Lizzie added.

“Mhm.” You hummed with a smirk.

The fourth clip was a evidently some sort of ‘guess the body part’ game: a photo of what you were pretty sure was your bottom half was the picture currently used for guessing, in the picture you were leaned over in a pair of yoga pants and in your personal opinion, you looked good. Well, your arse looked good (amazing, otherworldly—you humbly added)

Lizzie was the first person to answer, the video showing each persons turn one by one and immediately she said, “that’s my girl. Y/N.” Then giggling she added, “now get my girls booty off the screen, I don’t need you all ogling her. We get enough of that, sometimes causes a strain on us. But we’ve remained strong together.”

Paul Rudd was next and he stared at the picture of you for a few solid seconds, “it’s Y/N.” He sheepishly admitted. He pointed an accusing finger dramatically towards the camera—“I only know this because of all the edits you guys make!”

“You don’t have to watch them.” The interviewer pointed out innocently; Paul pouted, grumbling.

Next was Anthony who instantly answered, “That’s Y/N right here!” He hyped you up, grinning. “Don’t even try and make it creepy, we do glutes together man, it’s why we’re the best asses in the cast. Up top!” Anthony exclaimed, holding his hand up towards the picture as if pretending to high five you or something—the interviewer timidly gave him a high five.

Sebastian was next as you (and everyone) watch his eyes flicker and grin that was more of a smirk spread across his cheeks, “that’s definitely y/n.” He assumed instantly. “Would’ve been able to tell you that blindfolded.”

“But—“

“I’d have just sensed her.” Sebastian giggled.

Chris Evans was next—a grin picked up on his face immediately, eyes trained on the photo of you and he ran a hand over his beard, lightly biting his lip (HEELLLOOO????)

“That’s Y/n.” Chris stated confidently, smirking lightly and the camera caught some of the team in line of sight exchange raised eyebrows.

The fifth clip was of Brie Larson who was being interviewed on some sort of premiere event again—presumably or her (marvellous) movie, Captain Marvel, smiling at the interviewer.

“Out of all of the people on the Marvel Cast, those who you’ve met, do you have a favourite out of them?” The interview questioned.

“I’m not really one for favourites but I would definitely say I’m closest to Y/n! She’s—she’s just so lovely and funny and she’s like a ray of sunshine, honestly. She’s been a great help in the filming process as well, she coached me through everything with so patience—I would’ve strangled me if I was her, but no, she just had that adorable smile on her face. She’s truly an amazing person and a better friend than I thought possible.” Brie answered enthusiastically with a soft smile.

“Awwww! We love to hear that—are any of the rumours about her true?”

Brie blinked, seeming taken aback for a brief moment— “Yes she does smell amazing, she’s always effortlessly beautiful, she’s unfailingly hilarious and yes no one in this world deserves her. But like. . if she’s open to it,” Brie paused, winking at the camera and making a call me sign with her hands and mouthing the words with a flirty grin.

The sixth clip was of you, Tom Holland, RDJ, Paul Bettany, Zoe Saldana and Pom Klementieff on Jimmy Kimmel, tasked with drawing your characters. The clip started just as you turned around the drawing of your character and well, it was actually surprisingly good in your own opinion—the audience immediately erupted into loud and obnoxious cheers.

“As great as that is, love, it still doenst capture the extent of your beauty.” Tom Holland, who was sat to your left, grinned cheekily at you and the audience practically shouted and hooted.

“Would anything ever?” Zoe shot back from your right side, twirling a lock of your hair affectionately and smiling as she leaned against you.

“I sincerely doubt that anything could.” RDJ piped up, giving you an unapologetic grin when you looked over at him with fond exasperation as the crowd was practically inconsolable in their glee and enthusiasm, shouting out your praises. “Give it up for sunshine, people. Our gorgeous ray of sunshine!”

“I—“

“They are quite right, Y/n.” Paul Bettany spoke over Jimmy who was obviously going to try and calm down his crowd.

The seventh clip started playing: it was a clip taken from Jacob Batalon’s story, clearly in a party setting—the video showed you and Zendaya in the centre of the dance floor, everyone around you clearly watching you both as you danced up against each other to the sounds of Yeah! by Usher.

“Mate I think your girls about to be stole.” The voice of Tom’s friend, Harrison, sounded from beside Jacob and presumably Tom himself and to empathise Harrison’s words, Jacob zoomed in on your faces, wide grins of ecstasy, and the way Zendaya was admiring you.

“Right in public as well, the scandal.” Jacob cackled.

The eighth clip was an interview of Chris Evans and McKenna Grace (you adored that little girl to pieces). The two of them were answering the ‘Webs Most Searched Question’s’ together.

“Who was.. Chris Evans, date at the Oscars?”

McKenna immediately ooed, smiling teasingly and Chris laughed from beside her.

“This is getting juicy!”

“Well, it was my mom one year and then my sister last year—“

“He wishes it was Y/n though.” The little girl laughed with a beaming smile on her lips and you, present time, arched a brow.

Chris bashfully chuckled with a smile and you swore you could see a genuine red hue on his cheeks, “I mean—it’s Y/n. Anyone would be happy to go with her.”

“I would be!” McKenna excitedly exclaimed as she grinned so sweetly you were now going to make sure you took this sweet child with you to the Oscar’s, Chris seemed to melt as well, recovering from his brief flustered moment.

The ninth clip was Sebastian and Anthony reading out their thirst tweets in a Buzzfeed interview, the clip started as Sebastian was pulling out a tweet from the large bucket.

He read it to himself and blushed faintly, Anthony’s eyebrows practically reaching his forehead as he tried to lean over and read it but Sebastian jokingly shoved him back.

“Oh for—That scene where (Your Character) chokes baby Bucky out with her thighs, his—his head all up in there; the shit I would give to be her, I would give my soul, my fridge, my moms purse, my dads golf clubs. Please, sir. Put your face between my legs like you did Y/n.”

By the end of the tweet, Sebastian had a deeply awkward and slightly perturbed look on his face and Anthony cackled at his side.

“Nah, I’m pretty sure he was more than happy with it being Y/n, wouldn’t change it even for your dads golf clubs.” Anthony laughed.

“That’s. . I’m gonna have to decline that, um, respectfully.” Sebastian spoke in regards to the tweet, ignoring Anthony.

In turn, Anthony ignored Sebastian as well and just dramatically kept winking at the camera.

The tenth clip was Cobie Smulders, who was being interviewed on some sort of carpet event, smile on her face as she spoke to the interviewer before her.

“How does it feel knowing that the lesbian community, myself included, are firmly rooting for your character, Maria and Y/N’s character (Your Character) to end up together?”

Cobie’s smile turned genuinely delighted, “I love it—we love it. Y/n and I actually have made so many PowerPoints and presented them to the Russo brothers, but alas. I do really want to end up with her—oops, sorry, wait. I really want my character to end with hers. . would be the appropriate wording. But I’m all for inappropriate if Y/n wants.”

Cobie jokingly bit her lip at the camera and you, watching the video, could not contain your laughter as the interviewer practically burst out with excitement.

The eleventh clip was a blooper from your filming of the avengers—you were standing next to Chris Hemsworth who had an arm around your waist, holding you to him as in the scene his character, Thor, flies the both of you away. But Chris quickly tugged you in front of him and began tickling you mercilessly, hysterical giggles falling from your lips as the people around you laughed as well.

“Chris, HAVE MERCY!”

“Aw, but I enjoy hearing your laughter. It’s a very pretty sound.” Chris laughed to himself, finally stopping his attack and letting you slump against his, back to his front. “I particularly like this as well.” He smirked down at you.

“CHRI—“

In the twelfth clip, you and Tessa Thompson were reading out thirst tweets together: “The feminine urge to fall asleep cuddled into Y/n’s boobs is too real, pls come here mommy.” You read out, giggling all the while.

“The urge is so strong.” Tess commented, nodding her add as she sneakily glanced at your chest with a innocent smile.

“Come here, baby.” You joked, laughing as you opened your arms for her and she practically leaped into them, resting her head on your chest.

“I’m living the dreams of millions right now and it feels amazing.” Tessa gloated jokingly, pulling away from you with only final squeeze and a little wink the camera caught.

“I concur.” You grinned back.

The thirteenth clip was you and Tom Hiddleston, talking with an interviewer on a carpet event. His arm was around your waist and both of you were wearing smiles greeting the interviewer.

“So, obviously, you both act in marvel movies, but not really close together! If you could, would you want to work more closely and have you characters be more involved?”

“I absolutely would.” Tom immediately replied with an honest, heartwarming smile. “And personally, it’s not even a fact of our characters being intertwined it’s more that working this fantastic woman beside me is a gift I have come to deeply cherish, truly it’s an honour. And I suppose, if our characters were to get involved, so to speak, that I would enjoy that because this is the y/n y/l/n, I’d be a mad man not to want that.” He finished charmingly.

You grinned, taking a bow, and both Tom and the interviewer laughed before that clip cut as well.

The fourteenth clip was at Comic-Con, mostly everyone on the cast had already been called out and taken their seats and then your name was called, the audience erupting into loud cheers.

Sebastian, who was sat next to your assigned seat, hopped and and jogged over to offer you his arm as you grinned and waved at everyone—the crowd screaming louder at his actions.

The screams only increased as Chris Evans and Don Cheadle got up to pull out your chair for you to sit down in—you pretended to swoon into Sebastian before kissing all of their cheeks and taking your seat.

“Where was the treatment for me?” RDJ joked.

“Man, they’re just whipped. But, like, who isn’t for Y/n?” Anthony stage whispered back to him and the crowd literally roared in excitement.

The fifteenth clip was Aaron Taylor-Johnson being interviewed with Lizzie for the Age of Ultron press, most probably.

“So, Aaron, obviously your character—spoilers, sorry—isn’t with us anymore but if you had the chance to explore Pietro more, who would you have wanted to explore a romance with?”

“(Your Character) definitely, Y/N.” Aaron answered with a little sheepish grin at the speed and Lizzie giggled into her palm.

“I’m not making fun, I agree, for myself.” Lizzie commented unprompted.

“Why is that?” The interviewer questioned.

“Why—mate, I think it’s pretty obvious. Y/n is such a stunning person, inside and out, I would have loved to—and obviously her character is extremely sick and I’m certain the relationship between her and Pietro would’ve been the stuff of legends but. . come on, Y/n Y/l/n is my real reason.” Aaron joked.

“Get your own girl, she’s mine.” Lizzie glared.

There were still many minutes left of the video left and that alone astounded you; overcome with cackles, you forwarded the video the your Marvel groupchat—so yall bitches like obsessed with me or sum 🥰🥰🥰

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