#i have to count mine but i'll reblog and say how many when i do. i doubt you guys really Care lmao but i am still gonna do it.

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Dear Diary

PAIRING | Sebastian Stan x Actress!Female!Reader

WORD COUNT | 4.4K

SUMMARY | You've had a crush on your co-worker Sebastian for as long as you can remember, and you often write about him in your diary. When you accidentally leave it in his trailer, he can't help but look into it, and find out about some fantasies you have about him.

WARNING(S) | This is your official trigger warning. Do not proceed if any of these topics upset you. Smut [ Nudes via text, video of male masturbation, daddy kink, praise kink, oral (M&F receiving), fingering, protected sex, squirting, nipple play, female masturbation, male masturbation, cum swallowing, use of a sex toy, little bit of aftercare ], swearing.

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You couldn't help but fantasize about your co-worker and good friend, Sebastian Stan. You have shot a few movies together and over time you have developed a pretty close relationship, which turned into more than just friendship on your side. Luckily for you, you've been keeping a journal since you were 16, and to this day you enjoy writing about your deepest, darkest fantasies, which are more often than not about Sebastian. Since the two of you started filming the movie 'Endings, Beginnings' together, you were practically fantasizing about him all day every day, making all of your scenes just that much more believable.

Dear Diary,

Shot another pretty hot scene with Seb today, we filmed a make-out session today. I'm wishing he would do the same with me every single time, but I'll take what I can get. Feeling his tongue slide against mine felt almost natural, and his hand brushing on my face gave me goosebumps. We have a few more spicy scenes coming up, and I can't wait.

Been thinking about him a lot more recently, especially since starting this movie. I'm thinking about maybe making a move soon, really need to get some good sex soon, otherwise, I'll crumple up like a sad leaf. Honestly, I can't stop thinking about Seb eating me out, and I'm not sure how much more I can take.

Shot another sex scene today, and it's harder to not let the lines blur. Need to make a move on him soon, so he can rail me like no one ever has before. Just got myself off by thinking how good it would feel to feel him inside me for real, wishing it were his fingers instead of my own. Need to let him ruin me soon.

Everything was fine and well, until Sebastian asked you to come to his trailer, saying he wanted to run some lines with you, before the next scene. You happily agreed and went over there, deciding to finish writing in your diary later. You slip it in your bag and walk to his trailer, softly knocking. ''Come in!'' he says and you open the door, smiling brightly at him. ''Hey Y/N, thanks for helping me out, I just can't seem to get into the flow of this scene for some reason, so I hope this will help,'' he said, smiling back at you. ''Yeah of course, I'm always happy to help,'' you say and you put your bag down. Sebastian got you something to drink and accidentally knocked over your bag, but neither of you noticed your diary slipping out.

You run your lines a few times and once Sebastian's comfortable with it, you get up and grab your bag, not noticing your diary is missing now. It slid under the couch you both were sitting on and when Sebastian closed the door of his trailer behind you, he found it, opening it without a second thought. He was thinking maybe it was his, but he didn't recognize the handwriting. He did recognize his very own name though, seeing it written many times on the pages, surrounded by your many fantasies. He read some of them and felt himself get hard almost instantly, he didn't know you had the same feelings for him as he did for you.

He had some time left before needing to shoot the next scene, so he decided to get himself off in the meantime, reading your sexiest fantasies about him to help him out. He quickly unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down to his thighs together with his underwear, leaving his hard, aching cock to spring free. He already started to leak from his tip, so he used some of the pre-cum as the lube to stroke himself, closing his fingers around himself and slowly starting to work his hand up and down his shaft. The more he read, the faster and needier his strokes became, even whining and moaning at the feeling when his climax crept up. Without much warning he came violently over his stomach and chest, feeling completely spent after reading what he has.

Now that he knew you wanted to make a move on him, he couldn't wait. He went back to set but didn't take your journal with him, he was going to give it back later and he was planning on fulfilling some of your dirtiest fantasies you wrote about. ''Hey Y/N, thanks again for helping me run lines earlier,'' he said when he spotted you and stood next to you, almost touching your arm with his. ''You're welcome Seb, always happy to help!'' you said with a bright smile, before walking away and going to talk to the director. The last scenes of the day were shot and the chemistry between the two of you seemed to have skyrocketed, much to the pleasure of the director. Little did he know, it's because Sebastian finally found out about you and your fantasies.

~ A few days later ~

Filming was on a short break so you enjoyed your few days of freedom by spending it at home with your cat, Hufflepuff. You have been a Harry Potter fan since you were a kid, and being a proud part of the Hufflepuff house, it seemed like the only logical name at the time. Nowadays, you shortened it to 'Puff', because she's just very soft and fluffy, looking like a puff sometimes. ''Hey Puff! How is my favorite girl doing?'' you asked when you opened the door when your roommate Lily walked into the living room. ''Hey babe, how's filming? Aren't you... supposed to be filming?'' she asked and you nodded. ''Got a few days off,'' you explained and Puff was weaving and rubbing herself between your legs.

''Also, I thought I was your favorite girl,'' Lily said faking her disappointment. ''You always will be my favorite, babe, you know that right?'' you said before pulling her in for a hug, you missed her too. You lived just outside of New York, but it was still a good hour and a half drive to where you were filming, so you usually stayed in a hotel near the filming location. ''Also, filming is going better than expected, Sebastian and I have a great connection, the director even said our chemistry was practically dripping off the screen, so I can only take that as a compliment,'' you tell her, not telling you're already dripping just thinking about him.

Just when Lily wanted to respond, your phone was buzzing with a text, and you saw it was from Sebastian. ''Ah, speak of the devil! He just texted me, actually,'' You tell her and you open the message. As soon as you open it you audibly gasp and almost drop your phone at the sight. It was a text saying ''I believe I found something that belongs to you'', with a picture of a naked Sebastian, barely covering his thick member with your journal. ''Oh my fucking god...'' you mumble to yourself before locking your phone and quickly making your way to your bedroom. ''What's going on?!'' Lily asked when she followed you, but you couldn't tell her.

''I-It's nothing,'' you tell her, but she doesn't believe you. ''Show me,'' she demanded, but you couldn't do that to Sebastian, he sent you that photo in private, you were not going to show her, but it did make you want to do unspeakable things. Your phone went off again, and Sebastian sent a video of himself this time, but you didn't dare to open it with Lily still in your presence. ''Oh, it's him again, isn't it? Now I want to know,'' she said and before you could react, she grabbed your phone out of your hands and opened the video, gasping loudly. Your sound was still on, and you heard Sebastian softly whining and moaning your name before Lily threw your phone on the bed, you didn't need to see what he sent to know exactly what it was. Sebastian was jerking himself off at the thought of you.

''PLEASE TELL ME YOU'RE FUCKING HIM?!'' she practically yelled at you, she knew damn well about your crush on Sebastian, and she threw your phone to the side out of obligation to you, even though she wanted to see more of him. ''In the movie, yes, but you know what sex scenes in movies are like, so technically no,'' you shrug but your face does little to hide the deep crimson color that has spread from behind your ears down your neck and chest. Also, you're rubbing your thighs together to give yourself some friction, afraid you'll combust if you don't. ''Oh girl, you will be having some real sex REAL soon,'' she said with a smirk on her face.

After that, Lily left the room because she had to go to work, and you had the house to yourself, which you would take full advantage of right now. You waited a good 30 minutes after she left before making yourself comfortable on your bed, stripping down to just your underwear and grabbing your favorite vibrator to help yourself out. You grab your phone and click on the video of Sebastian masturbating, to help yourself get off too. When you pressed play, your room instantly filled with the same little whines and moans of your name as before, and you were already a dripping mess before even doing anything.

Not wanting to waste any time, you pushed your panties aside and swiped two fingers through your folds, feeling how soaked you were before softly starting to play with your clit. You softly rub it a few times before putting the same 2 fingers inside your pussy and softly fingering yourself, really enjoying the sounds coming from your phone, together with what you're seeing. You let out a few soft moans yourself and in a wave of horniness, you decide to record yourself getting off. You release your fingers from your pussy and pick up the vibrator, setting it on your desired setting and slowly rubbing over your clit before sliding it deep inside you. You moan a little more and start squirming, feeling your orgasm getting close.

This is the moment you start recording your voice to send back to Sebastian, letting him hear how you're getting off on his video. Your moans become needier and louder, ''Oh, Seb, fuck it feels good, am a good little slut for you,'' you moan when you turn your vibrator up a few notches, making your orgasm more intense than you're used to, but you didn't care. All you cared about was giving Sebastian exactly what he wanted to hear. ''Seb, fuck- gonna cum,'' is the last thing you moan before your orgasm washes over you, and you squirt all over your thighs and sheets, the vibrator being pushed out of you due to the power of your walls clenching down. ''Wan' you to make me squirt like I just did, Daddy,'' is the last thing you said before sending it to him.

All you got back as a response was a picture of Sebastian with a lot of cum all over his hand, stomach, and chest, showing you exactly what hearing you just did to him. Shortly after you get a text with an address from Seb, saying to meet him there ASAP. You look it up and it is still an hour's drive from your house, so tell him you'll be there in 2, giving yourself some time to shower and get ready. You decide to wear a sexy red lingerie set for him, showing off all your curves just the way you like. You throw a simple dress over it, knowing that won't matter and when you're ready, you walk out the door to make the drive over to the address he sent. You arrive there and park your car in the driveway.

~ 2 hours later ~

You take one more look at his message to ensure you're at the right address and when you confirm you are, you walk towards the front door and open a few buttons at the top of your dress, showing a bit of your lingerie and you ring the doorbell. When the door opens you let out a gasp of horror, because it's not Sebastian opening the door, but an elderly woman who you can only assume is his mother. ''Shit,'' you mumble before quickly closing the top of your dress, but you already know she's seen your lingerie. ''Can I help you?'' she asks with her Romanian accent shining through, you quickly assume this is her house, which is why she's here. ''Uh, I'm here for Sebastian, but if it isn't a good time I can come back,'' you quickly say, extremely embarrassed now.

''Seb, honey, there's someone here for you!'' she says into the house, and you hear Sebastian walking up to the front door. ''I've got it from here Mom, thank you,'' he says and she walks back into the house, and he doesn't even attempt to hide checking you out, doing it openly. ''Fuck, I can't wait to see what you're wearing underneath, baby,'' he says as he grabs your hand, and your dress falls open again, revealing the top part of your lingerie, hugging your breasts nicely. Sebastian lets out a little gasp, and you don't need to look down to know he's hard as a rock right now, almost achingly so. Without saying anything else he drags you into the house and up to his bedroom, where he doesn't take much time to take your dress off.

''Jesus fucking Christ, you're gonna be the death of me in a fucking outfit like this,'' he said as he took a step back to fully take in your red lingerie. ''You like it, Daddy?'' you ask, taking your bottom lip between your teeth and giving him a sensual look filled with lust. ''You're even sexier than I imagined...'' he said as he walked over to you, already taking off his shirt and throwing it on the floor beside him. You thought he would manhandle you and be rough, but he was the complete opposite, but you wouldn't mind either way. You've been in some relationships where you partook in BDSM, so you can handle a lot, even though you've left that life behind since your last relationship. Sebastian going nice and slow is exactly what you need right now.

He placed one hand on your cheek, and his other hand on your hip whilst looking into your eyes for permission to kiss you. ''Seb, I need you to kiss me, please,'' you ask him, your submissive side slowly slipping back into place, just like it never left. And with that, he softly placed his lips on yours, and you could tell he wanted to savor every single second of it as if he was afraid that you'd evaporate if he went too fast or rough. You let out a soft moan at his gentle touches, and you snake your arms around his neck, pulling him closer softly. The hand on your hip slowly starts to wander around and stroking you on every single inch of skin he could reach, and he opened his mouth to slide his tongue against yours, asking for permission to enter. You happily grant it and his tongue slips inside, stroking yours with a tenderness you've never felt before.

When your hands move away from his neck and down his chest, he can't help but softly groan when your hands graze over his nipples, noticing how sensitive he is there. You pull away from him and can't help but give him a soft smile, ''Someone's sensitive,'' you say before lowering your head to his nipple, grazing it with your teeth and sucking on it a little bit, giving the other one a bit of a rougher treatment by pinching and rolling it between your fingers. This earns you a deep groan and he can feel his cock twitch at the sensations, but he welcomes it. You switch to his other nipple and now tug and pinch the one you just sucked on and grazed, making them both hard for you. ''Now I'm not the only one with hard nipples,'' you joke as you come back up, attaching your mouth to his again.

This time it is Sebastian's turn to play with your nipples, but first, his arms make their way around your back, unclasping the bra and pulling it off your shoulders, throwing it in the same direction as his shirt earlier. Your breasts are extra sensitive now, and your pussy is already soaking wet, but you're both enjoying this soft foreplay way too much to go any faster, you want to completely get lost in each other's touches and sounds. He grabs both your breasts at the same time and toys with your nipples a little bit, earning him a deep moan from you, and your knees are starting to buckle a little under his gentle touches. ''Seb, please...'' you say, not sure what you're asking for but he seems to understand it without needing an explanation.

He lets go of your breasts for now, and he grabs the backs of your thighs, lifting you and wrapping your legs around his waist. He walks to the wall behind you, trapping you between his muscular body and the wall so he can continue his earlier actions, as well as kiss you again. ''You're sensitive too, baby, it makes me so hard for you,'' he mumbles in your ear before softly biting on your earlobe, earning him another moan. He kisses down your neck and finds your sensitive spot above your collarbone, all the while he keeps pinching and tugging on your sensitive nipples until they're hard. He keeps this up and you can feel your orgasm coming closer already. ''Seb, need to cum,'' you tell him and he keeps doing what he's doing now.

It doesn't take long after that before you're a complete and utter mess in his arms, cumming from just him playing with your nipples, but it is still a great orgasm nevertheless. ''Doing so good for me baby, such a good girl for Daddy,'' he whispers and you can feel your pussy practically dripping all over him at this point. ''Wanna make you cum now, Daddy,'' you say and he happily complies, walking to the bed and setting you down first, so you can take off his pants and underwear to suck him off. When you pull down his boxer briefs his big cock springs free against his abdomen, and you audibly gasp, you didn't expect him to be THIS big, the picture and video he sent earlier definitely did not do any justice to his length in width.

''Such a beautiful cock for me to suck on, Daddy,'' you say before wrapping your hand around it and he throws his head back into his neck, reveling in the pleasure you're giving him already. You lick a stripe from the bottom of his shaft up to his tip before taking him into your mouth, swallowing him whole on the first go and suddenly Sebastian has never been so glad that someone doesn't have a gag reflex. His hips buck into you automatically at the feeling earning you a deep groan from his chest, and he grabs your hair, so he can ground himself a little bit. You start bobbing your head up and down while sucking and playing with his balls, already feeling how heavy they are.

''Gonna cum down your throat, baby, swallow it all like the slut you are for Daddy,'' he gritted through his teeth as he started fucking your face, chasing his high that is inching closer with every thrust. You take everything you give him and when you lock eyes with him, he gives you one more moan before spilling all his cum in the back of your throat. ''Such a good girl for me, swallowing my cum deep down your throat like the perfect slut you are,'' he says with a grin on his face. You swallow every last drop and when he pulls out, you show him your tongue so he can see you did indeed swallow all of it. ''Hm, perfect baby, but now it's my turn to see how dripping wet this little pussy of yours is,''.

You move back on his bed and Sebastian takes his pants and underwear off completely, so he is completely bare in front of you, and you would be lying if you said you weren't drooling over him right now. He sits down on his knees on the edge of the bed, gliding his hands from your ankles up to your thighs, stroking them and moving to the inside, leaning down too to get his face dangerously close you where you're soaked, and where you need him most right now. ''Seb, need you...'' you whine a little bit and he grins up at you, before ripping your panties off. ''I'll get you new ones, don't worry,'' he said before dipping down and licking from your entrance up to your mound, getting an almost pornographic moan out of you at that point.

''Fucking hell, baby, you sound so good for me baby, sound like the perfect slut for Daddy,'' he said and it made your back arch, his praises only making you want to cum even faster. He kept licking and sucking on your pussy and your clit, as well as tongue fucking you as deep as he can go inside your entrance. Your hands have found their way into his hair, and are tugging it more and harder the closer you come to your next orgasm. ''More, need more,'' you whimper and Sebastian happily complies, sliding 2 thick fingers into your entrance at once making you moan his name over and over. ''Oh Daddy, gonna cum,'' is all the warning you give before you come violently around his fingers and on his tongue, squirting all over his face while he laps up every last drop he possibly can. ''Good fucking girl,'' Sebastian praises you before climbing over you and shoving his tongue into your mouth so you can taste yourself.

''I need to feel you so bad, baby, wanna feel your cunt around my hard cock,'' he whispers in your ear and you happily agree, not able to form words at this point but nodding enthusiastically. ''Ah, can't talk anymore? Already dumb from Daddy's tongue and fingers fucking you?'' he asks and you can't help but nod. ''Get on your hands and knees for Daddy, so I can fuck that tight pussy of yours until you squirt all over my cock,'' he says as he manhandles you onto your hands and knees this time, but you're ready instantly for him. ''Need Daddy...'' you whine as he grabs a condom out of his nightstand and rips open the packet, quickly rolling it onto his hard member and swiping the tip of it through your folds to lube it up even more.

''Ready baby?'' he asks and you nod, so Sebastian puts his cock at your entrance, slowly pushing in until he bottoms out. ''Such a tight cunt for me, my fucking god, you feel amazing baby, doing so good for Daddy,'' he said and your knees almost gave out at his praise, so he held you up by grabbing your hips, and he slowly started thrusting. He wasn't in a hurry or anything, he took his time slowly dragging his cock in and out of your soaking cunt, enjoying every second of it. You start clenching around him a little, and this is when he picks up his pace, snaking his arm around you to toy with your clit. Your arms are completely giving out now so you lay your head and chest on the bed, so Sebastian can reach the deepest parts inside you that make you see stars and all you can do is become a moaning and whimpering mess underneath him.

''Gonna cum for me again, baby? Wanna cum together with Daddy?'' he asks and you whimper your answer, trying to get out something that sounds similar to 'yes Daddy' and that is when he quickly thrust into you with an animalistic pace, he needs to come inside you, but he also needs to make you fall apart around his cock one more time. He folds himself over your back as he keeps thrusting hard and rubbing your clit, before you know it you're coming undone and all you can scream out is his name, squeezing your cock out of your cunt involuntary when you squirt again, this time even more than the last and the bed and Sebastian are soaked. With three more hard thrusts, he finally comes after burying himself deep inside you. When he has completely ridden out both of your orgasms, he slowly pulls out and lets himself fall onto the bed next to you.

''Such a good little slut for me, squirting for me like that. Wish I'd found your journal earlier, wanted to fuck you for months now,'' he said with a smile and a dreamy voice, thinking about what just happened. You're still not able to talk properly, so you just cuddle up to Sebastian for some post-sex cuddles. ''That was amazing, doll. We should do this again if you want to,'' he says and you nod. ''Want to,'' you mumble before almost falling asleep. ''Shall we take a bath together? We can relax in there and you can sleep in my arms there,'' he offers and you nod, letting out a content sigh. He got up and wrapped you around him like a koala bear, so he could run a bath for the both of you. When it was done, you had fallen asleep against his chest with your head on his shoulder, and he couldn't help but smile when he got in the bath.

When the bath was done and you had woken up again, you could finally talk again. ''Thank you for everything, Seb. I've been wanting to do that for quite a while now,'' you say with a chuckle. ''Oh, believe me, I know. You don't know half of how glad I am I happened to find your journal,'' he said before pulling you closer to him. ''I did want to discuss what we are though. Are we together, or is this more of a friends-with-benefits situation?'' he asks, a bit unsure. ''I'd like to be together, wanna be yours if you'll have me,'' you say with a big smile. ''I'd be glad to call you my girl,'' he said with a proud grin on his face. He kissed you on the top of your head before snuggling close to you as you both fall into a deep slumber.

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More A/B/O - Omegaverse starters

Made another of these a while ago (found here) and decided to give it another shot.

Feel free to reblog and use, but do not repost here or outside of tumblr!

"Betas shouldn't be able to get pregnant" "Well, here we are anyways."

"The scar on my neck? My Mate broke our bond and left me."

"You're even more obnoxious in your wolf form!"

"We can't have you in our Pack anymore."

"Can you please join my nest?"

"I would happily be the father/mother to your pups."

"Stupid Alphas with their stupid fights for dominance."

"Present for your Alpha..."

"Stop your hissing, I know you're happy to see me."

"No one has ever touched me there..."

"I never wanted to have pups, but I love our little one so damn much."

"You reek of sex. Where did you sneak off to, little Omega?"

"I shouldn't say this, but whenever [Pack Alpha] growls, I slick up so much."

"If I win this fight, you're Omegas will be mine."

"I surely can't be pregnant!" "You are literally in labour as we speak!"

"You are not related to them by blood" "I don't care if they don't share my genes, they are my pups!"

"I have never belonged to a Pack before, I don't know what is expected of me."

"I'll have you know that I won my regional nesting competition 5 years in a row!"

"I'm scared of my Heat." "Don't be, I'll take care of you."

"Who left slick all over the couch again?!"

"This Pack would fall apart without its Betas."

"How can they be Pack when they don't speak the same language?" "Rumbles and purrs are universal."

"I can't believe Omega auctions still exist..."

"They are feral!" "They just like to bite people, it's fine."

"I don't want to be owned, I want to be free..."

"Did you see [Pack Alpha] rock the pups to sleep?"

"My Mate passed away. It's just me and the pups now."

"They Mated someone else! I thought I had a chance..."

"It hurts so much, feeling the Mating Mark fade..."

"Your scent glands are all swollen, who neglected you like this?"

"I would be a better Pack Alpha!"

"I think [Alpha] might be going into Rut. I woke up to them humping my leg."

"I don't belong to a Mate, I belong to the Pack"

"I found this pup outside and I'm keeping them."

"I would like to have 1 day in which no one cries in this Pack."

"Did you hear about the Alpha who got knocked up?"

"Your Pack despises me."

"Your Mate doesn't treat you right!"

"Omegas nest together, Alphas just pile up on the sofa and growl a bit."

"Alphas are allowed to cry too, you know..."

"We broke up, my Alpha realised he was only into other Alphas."

"Our last Pack didn't approve of [Omega/Omega, Alpha/Alpha, etc] Mates."

"Have you ever been with 2 [Alphas/Betas/Omegas] at the same time?"

"You are wearing my Alpha's sweater!"

"I love Alpha wrestling as much as the next person, but you really hurt my neck this time."

"I have 3 pups in my belly, excuse me for not being fast!"

"There is slick all over your thighs, love."

"They sure don't look like an [Alpha/Omega/Beta]."

"You cheated on me? With them?!"

"I have always been alone through my Heat. I will manage to get through it again."

"I didn't get the job, because of my status."

"Welcome to the Omega shelter, are you alone or do you have pups with you?"

"I honestly have lost count of how many pups we have in the Pack."

"P-please scent me, I don't want to smell like them, I want to smell like you..."

"Did you meet up with that [Alpha/Beta/Omega] from [Dating app]?"

"I feel ugly." "Darling, you are the most beautiful [Alpha/Beta/Omega] in this room."

"My bump is really starting to show now!"

"You're so small, Omega, I can just carry you around."

"I thought I would have to raise my pups alone. But seeing you with them today, made me realise they had 2 parents all along."

"Your Alpha punched my Alpha first!"

"We had such a great night together, and now I won't ever see them again."

"Wait! Your knot is too big-"

"There was an Omega being threatened and hurt, so I took them home to the Pack."

"Young Alphas should always want to be Pack Alpha." "I don't. I am happy to serve my Pack Alpha."

"Maybe this wasn't the right place and time to knot you..."

"Who scratched up [Alpha's] back so much?" "I might have gotten a little possessive last night."

"I have nothing. No Mate, no pups, no Pack..."

"Silly Alpha thinks they are in charge? How wrong you are..."

"No wrestling in the nest!"

"What happened last night and who did you get Mated to?"

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good boy — jonathan byers

summary: you confront jonathan after a rumor you heard and this goes way better than he expected

pairing: jonathan byers x fem!cheerleader!reader

word count: 3.2K

warnings/what to expect: SMUT 18+ (MINORS DNI), popular/loser trope, making out, semi-public sex (photography club classroom), lots of dirty talk, teasing, oral (m and f receiving), pussydrunk!jonathan, perv!jonathan, stalker!jonathan, vaginal fingering, slight dom/sub (dom!reader/sub!jonathan), voyeurism, exhibitionism, multiple female orgasms, nudes, pet names (mostly good boy), very slight degradation, kinda brat/brat-taming but not really, gif is not mine!

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That day, you and Jonathan Byers were all the other students could talk about. Two completely different people somehow had a connection. Something that linked the most popular girl in school to one of the biggest weirdos out there.

Apparently, he has a very creepy crush and/or obsession with you. A group of jocks were calling him names and one of them had the idea of smacking his portafolio out of his hands, making it fall to the ground. Tons of pictures of you fell from the portafolio and he very unsuccessfully tried to keep them out of the jocks' view. Of course they were able to see them, managing to grab a few from the ground before Jonathan could do anything about it.

It was you smiling brightly at the crowd right after finishing a cheerleading routine. You laughing next to your car with a group of your friends in the school's parking lot. There were even photos of you outside of school, which evidently was creepy considering you never hung out with Jonathan Byers. He has no reason to have photos of you, especially outside of school.

The rumor spread fairly quickly, meaning every student was aware that this weirdo has photos of you.

You'd heard random people talking about it, saying how weird he was for doing something like that. Your friends reminded you that you needed to do something before it got real dangerous, claiming he was definitely a stalker (some even claimed he's definitely a serial killer).

But you weren't as upset as you should be. Yeah, it's weird. Yeah, he shouldn't be taking photos of you and keeping them to himself without your permission. But...deep down, you were intrigued.

You didn't know he had it in him. You never expected shy-looking Jonathan Byers to be chasing you around town to see what you were doing. To have so many pictures of you to stare at...it was kind of exciting.

Your friends would kill you for thinking like this. That the idea of him wanting you so bad he just has to follow you around and keep pictures of you might turn you on just a little bit. They would think you're insane for actually enjoying the idea of having Jonathan as your stalker.

To your luck, you were running a little late that day, which meant the halls were relatively empty when you spotted him walking outside the photography club. He didn't notice you were there until he turned, his behavior immediately changing the moment he saw you walking towards him.

He was nervous, standing there like a lost little puppy while he tried not to make eye contact with you. He has the audacity to follow you around, yet crumbles to pieces the second he sees you in school? You shouldn't be enjoying that little detail so much.

"Hey," you said like it was nothing. Like you aren't talking to the guy that has a concerning amount of photos with your face on them.

"H–Hey," he mutters, barely able to look at you.

"I'll be honest with you, Jonathan," you started, crossing your arms across your chest. He gulped, expecting you to start insulting him or something for all the rumors. "You're weird. Taking photos of another person without their knowledge is weird– but, oddly enough, I'm not as mad as I should be."

"You...are not?"

"No," you shake your head. "I actually think it's kind of flattering."

"Flattering?" he says in complete disbelief, not able to look away from you when you grab the doorknob of the door right behind him. You open it, gently pushing Jonathan inside.

"You're not busy, are you?"

He shakes his head.

"Is there anyone coming to this room any time soon?"

He shakes his head again, which made you smile because everything was going according to plan. You turn around to lock the door, meeting the curious gaze of Jonathan Byers. "What are you doing?" he dared to ask.

"It's just for privacy...not like you care much about that, anyway," you replied sarcastically, which made him look away from you. "Relax, it's a joke! I said I was flattered. However, I wonder...why take photos of me?"

He realized you were expecting an answer, but he didn't know what to say. It was clear to you that he was very nervous, which only encouraged you to continue.

"Why take so many pictures just of me?"

Jonathan was blushing at this point, avoiding looking at you at all times. He was embarrassed and you loved it. "Don't make me say it..." he mutters.

"Oh, but I'll have to make you if you don't," was your reply, which totally caught him by surprise judging by the look on his face. "I want to hear it from you."

"I–I took them because...because I like you."

"Like me?" you repeated. "But you don't even know me," you added, faking a very innocent-sounding voice.

"I know, but...I mean, you're popular. I feel like I know you at least a little bit..."

"Or maybe you feel like you know me so well because you like to follow me around town?"

Once again, he was silent. You were enjoying this a little too much. To bring the stalker down by reminding him how much of a perv he is. There was a brief pause before you finally blurted out, "Have you touched yourself while looking at them?"

He looked mortified. "What?! I..."

You move closer, which made him take a step back, bumping into a desk that prevented him from creating more distance between the two of you. And he could've moved. He would have escaped you if he really wanted, but he simply stood there as you moved to be right in front of him.

"You like seeing my face when you're jerking off?" you asked further. "To imagine you're about to cum on my mouth rather than a piece of paper?"

"Shit– I...I don't know–"

"Come on, Jon," you interrupted in a sweet voice. "Wouldn't you love to cum in my mouth?"

"I– yes. Yes, I'd like that."

You grinned. He's been broken.

"Do you think about that when you masturbate?" you insisted, trying very hard not to kiss him already.

"Yes," he finally replied.

"Good boy," you quickly said, leaning closer as both of your arms wrapped around his neck.

You could feel his trembling hands resting at your sides the moment you kissed him. It was easy to tell Jonathan was still very nervous, so you move a hand to his hair and tangle your fingers in it, pulling just slightly. That earned you a positive reaction, so it encouraged you to do it again.

He opened his mouth just enough so your tongue could reach his, deepening the kiss. Your bodies are pressed now, and you could feel his bulge growing already.

As you continued to make out, your hands traveled to the first button of his short-sleeved shirt, starting to make your way down until you opened it entirely and removed it from his pants, fingers tracing up and down his newly exposed chest before reaching further down to grab his belt.

You pull away and immediately get on your knees, enjoying the way Jonathan couldn't seem to keep his eyes away from you, almost hypnotized by your every move. To be completely fair with him, he couldn't have known this would be happening- ever.

People like you never turn to look at people like him. You could have any other person that you wanted, someone much more interesting and less awkward than him. He's just the weird kid that walks around with a camera and can't seem to keep a single friend. You are the head cheerleader everyone adores. Why would you ever be interested in him?

But now he's locked in a room with you when both of you should be in class, and you're on your knees right in front of him. It's like a dream come true.

You leave tiny kisses on his lower stomach, earning a few soft moans from him that were just music to your ears. He's so cute, even when he's about to get his dick sucked. Never breaking eye contact, you start to unbuckle his belt before focusing on removing his pants and boxers.

A louder moan escapes his mouth when you grab his cock and start pumping him in a slow rhythm, enjoying seeing his reaction whenever your hand would move up and down. Then, your fingers focused exclusively on his tip, gently brushing against him as you see his frustration growing because you're not touching him properly.

"What's wrong?" you asked, as if you didn't have a clue why he looked so frustrated.

"Please..."

"What is it?" you insisted. "You'll have to use your words, Jon."

"I want to feel your mouth on me."

You grinned, not wanting to waste your chance to tease him even further. "And where do you want my mouth, baby?"

Jonathan sighed, visibly about to lose it, but deep down he was enjoying the things you'd say to him before encouraging him to keep talking too. "On my dick," he eventually says, all flustered as his cheeks turn a darker shade of red.

"That's my good boy."

You're not sure if the sound that left Jonathan's mouth was due to the fact that you said he's your good boy, or because you licked the length of his dick before you put it inside your mouth.

One of his hands moved to the back of your head almost immediately, his hips starting to rock back and forth as you continued to bop your head, making sure to take your time teasing his tip with your tongue before taking as much of him that could fit inside your mouth.

"You look...so pretty," he compliments, watching as you suck him off so eagerly, like your life depended exclusively on pleasing him. "So pretty."

Moans would repeatedly leave his mouth while you continued to work on him. What seemed to almost make him come undone was the fact that you pulled away just so you could spit on his cock, using that as lubrication to pump him with your hand while your mouth worked once again on his tip.

You could tell he was close just by looking at him. All you could do was look at him doe-eyed, silently pleading for him to fill your mouth with his load. You needed it just as badly as him.

Eventually, he spoke again. "I'm– shit, I think I'm close..."

You let out a sound, trying to let him know there was no problem with that. It took just a few seconds before he let his loudest moan out, his cum filling your mouth. It was unthinkable to leave any drop going to waste, so you made sure to swallow it as it kept pouring inside your mouth.

When you take him out of your mouth, he leans to gently grab your face (completely contrasting with what you were just doing) to pull you into a kiss. You were surprised he was willing to kiss you after you sucked his dick, because not many guys like to do that.

Yet, Jonathan hungrily devoured your mouth with no intention of ever letting you go. His hands were resting on your ass, squeezing the flesh there. The gesture made you moan against his lips, feeling how your clothed pussy rubbed against his pants ever so slightly, enough to make you want more.

His lips found your neck as you lean your head back to give him more space. He was practically sitting on top of the desk with you on top of his leg while you craved more friction, wishing to be completely pressed against his pants.

"Can I return the favor?" you heard him ask against your neck. "Please..."

You grinned. "Yeah? You want to make me feel good now?"

"Yes, please. I'll be good, I promise."

"Oh, I don't doubt it. Is this another one of your little fantasies? Have you thought about eating me out in my cute little cheerleader uniform?"

"Fuck...all the time."

You moved back so you could look him in the eye. He was confused when he noticed you pulled away, but you could see the shift in his eyes when you gently sat on top of the desk, legs wide open for him.

He got on his knees almost immediately, and you had to keep yourself under control because you couldn't get enough of the fact that he was so eager and so willing to do absolutely anything for you.

Jonathan began kissing your inner thigh, each contact of his lips with your skin closer and closer to where you needed him the most. He looked up at you, looking so incredibly adorable as he made sure he was doing a good job.

You let out a soft moan the second you feel his lips kissing you on top of your underwear, feeling his tongue licking a single strap upwards just a second later.

He reached up to take off your underwear. "Can I take these off?" he asked before doing any other movements, as if there was a chance you'd ever say no.

You got up from the desk and took your own underwear off, knowing he would probably take his time with it and you really needed to feel his mouth against you.

"Someone's eager," he jokingly commented once you were seated again.

The comment made you grab his hair, pulling him closer to your pussy. "How about you put your mouth to a much better use?" you half-warned, not enjoying his little joke.

Jonathan didn't argue, immediately burying his face in between your legs. He was hungry and desperate, like he's been waiting for this to happen for as long as he can remember. His eagerness made you that much desperate, still pulling at his hair.

He was being loud and messy, not caring to get your juices all over him or making obscene noises as he continued eating you out. It was quite the show to see him so desperate to make you cum.

"You feel so good, Jon," you say as a way to encourage him. "I bet you've been dreaming about this, huh? To have me all to yourself with your tongue buried deep in my cunt?"

You could feel Jonathan's moans against you, the sensation making you want more of it. That's why you decided to keep talking.

"You're gorgeous, baby boy. And you're so good to me...such a good little boy, about to make me cum all over his mouth."

He started sucking on your clit hard, but it didn't feel painful in the slightest. It just encourages you to keep talking. "Look at you. A massive pervert chasing me around town, yet you fold the second I give you just a little bit of attention. It's so hot."

You practically had to hold back the scream that you almost let out when Jonathan started rapidly fingering you, two of his fingers curled and knuckle-deep inside of you, moving at an impossibly faster speed.

Jonathan continued to suck on your clit and finger the life out of you, and all you could do is moan and curse because it feels so good.

You imagined that by the time you reached your orgams he would stop, yet despite the fact that you just cum all over his fingers, he didn't stop. If anything, he was only fingering you harder.

"Jon..." you were able to let out, too stimulated and sensitive to say anything else.

"Who's folding now?" he asked as soon as he pulled away from your clit.

"Asshole," you mutter right before another moan comes out of your mouth.

"Am I your good little boy or am I an asshole? Make up your mind."

"Fucking shut up," you simply replied, feeling your second orgams rapidly approaching.

Once again, you thought he would stop. That when he noticed your pussy clenching around his fingers and your legs closing shut he would leave you alone. But he didn't. He continued to finger you like you haven't already cumed two times in a row. You tried to get him to stop, but his fingers were still inside of you and his tongue was once again playing with your extremely sensitive clit.

"Jonathan, please..." you had to beg in between wimpers, but he wasn't pulling away. "I'm too...oh, fuck fuck fuck!" you blurted out, feeling yet another orgasm spreading across your entire body. You really didn't know how much of this you were able to tolerate. The pleasure was just too much, and you doubted your body could handle a fourth orgasm. You practically had to pull him by his hair and close your legs shut so he could give you a break. If he wanted to get back at you for what you said earlier, he definitely did by now.

He finally decided to let you rest, standing up to give you a kiss instead. Once again you were surprised by his duality. He was holding your hips so delicately, kissing you so gently...he looks nothing like the guy hungrily eating you out just seconds ago.

You accepted his kiss almost immediately, hands tracing up and down his chest as you two continued to make out, this time much more gentle than before.

Suddenly remembering something, you pulled away from him. He was confused, watching you reach out to grab your backpack that was on the table too. "I almost forgot," you said, grinning when you found what you were looking for and handing it to him. "I got you a little gift."

Jonathan waited for you to reveal what was the gift you were talking about, looking at the white envelope with his name written outside with curiosity. He looked at you for a few seconds before opening it, his eyes widening when he realized what was inside.

"I thought you'd like those type of photos a little bit more," you commented, watching him go through each and every single one of them, scanning your naked body and appreciating all the poses you did for him.

"A little?" he asked, amused.

You noticed he was getting hard just looking at the pictures, so you gently grabbed his dick again to slowly stroke him, earning a positive reaction from him. You continued to jerk him off while he looked at more of those pictures.

"I'm glad you like them," you started, finally letting him go as you stood up from your spot on the desk. "They can help you out with your little situation."

"But..." he started, confused as to why you're putting your panties back on when you were just helping him get fully hard again.

"What, you want my help?" you interrupted. "Next time try not to tell so many jokes and maybe I'll stick around to help you."

"That's not...it's not fair."

"I don't care," you replied, grabbing your stuff before you walked closer to him to give him a quick kiss. "Enjoy your photos."

Without giving him time to reply, you walked over to the door and unlocked it before walking outside the photography club. You knew Jonathan would probably have to stay there a few more minutes with your photos to get rid of his erection, and you really hope he figures out what to do before someone finds him in that room, completely naked and holding very inappropriate pictures of you.

You enjoyed playing with Jonathan so much, you cannot wait to have your stalker all to yourself again.

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[caroline-ds-world]

Picture this- Bang Chan

Word count: 3,173

Feedback and reblogs appreciated!! Please let me know what you think!! Warnings and Smut under the cut!

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Warnings: unprotected piv sex, use of vibrator and nipple clamps, creampie, use of safe word, dom! Chan, sub!reader, edging, squirting, daddy kink, breeding kink, I think that's it let me know if I missed anything!

Chan. Chan. Chan. That’s all that is on your mind, after you saw the picture(the picture above) your boyfriend sent you to rile you up. He wasn’t naked or anything but he definitely wanted to turn you on. The way he grasped the phone as he took the picture, his hand placement, even the fact that he put the handcuffs he used on you very often, when he fucked you and didn’t let you touch him, on his belt loop.The second you saw the picture you were remembering the first night he used them on you. You’re not quite sure as to why he’s doing this while he is on tour and he knows you're at work unable to call him and touch yourself, and not coming back for a month, he’s only been gone a week.

Flashback

You had spent the day complementing his body and muscles after he got back from the gym. He knew what seeing him fresh out of the gym did to you, knew you had a muscle kink and still wanted to give you a hard time keeping yourself under control. He wanted you to squirm and beg him for his cock before he gave it to you. He was trying to punish you for acting out a couple of days prior when you both were hanging out with the boys. You had not noticed at the time but the boys had been flirting with you to get a rise out of Chan knowing it would piss him off and you had flirted back which made him even more pissed off. You didn’t realize that you had been flirting until he had finally calmed down and handcuffed you to the bed and was “punishing” you.

“You’re only mine. You know that right babygirl? This body, this pussy, everything, it all belongs to me.” He’d rasped out while fucking into you. “ You’re my good babygirl, aren’t you?” He continues. You couldn’t say anything as you were gagged and handcuffed to the bed. You do however make a noise that is muffled by the gag in your mouth. He continues fucking you until he feels you clench around him then he pulls out, denying you of your orgasm.

Back to present

He edged you multiple times with his cock that night, before he finished inside you and finished you off with your favorite vibrator. That night was 6 months ago. You had never cum as hard as you had that night after being edged so many times. Now you knew why he’d sent it to you, he had just wanted you to go nuts thinking about how he would treat you when he got back from tour now. You would have to make a mental note of making sure to tease him that night on your nightly facetime.

You finished your day at work and then went home. When you got home you went to take a shower, starting to run the hot water and then stripping yourself of your work uniform. Once stripped down, you step into the hot water of the shower letting the water roll down your body and eventually onto the floor of the shower. While in the shower you decide to use the showerhead to make yourself cum, taking it out of the showerhead holder. You bring it down to your pussy and make sure the water is aimed at your clit just right.

As you're doing this, trying to cum, you think back to the night before Chan left, the night he made sure you came 7 times before he finished. "Chan,, please daddy, fuck me hard." You moaned out. You could hear him responding to you, teasing "babygirl is so desperate to cum that she couldn't even ask for permission from daddy? Huh?" Fuck you missed him so badly. After 5 more minutes you cum, moaning out "fuck Chan!" Imagining him fucking you until you cum, them cumming inside you, giving you all his cum. Oh how you wished he was actually there.

After you came you put the showerhead back where it belonged and washed your hair then your body. Just as you got out of the shower you heard your phone ringing from your bedroom, telling you Chan was video calling you. You wrapped a towel around your body and walked into the bedroom to answer it. Once you picked it up and answered the video call, you greeted Chan " hey Channie, what's up?" "I'm sorry babygirl, I don't have much time but I need to cum before this show. I need to do it quickly so I was hoping you'd show me your beautiful body when I called, glad to see I was right. " He explained and you could tell based on the background that he was in a closet at one of the venues.

Deciding to give him a taste of his own medicine you take the towel off your breasts and show him just the tops then tell him " this is all you're going to get, because you teased me, I'm going to tease you right back, you better go get ready for your show Chan." And then you hung up. That'll teach him not to send you risqué pictures when he knows you're at work. He doesn't try to call you back. Even hours later when you know the show is over. This began to worry you. You figured he may be mad that you made him take care of his little " problem" by himself.

That was until it had been almost time for him to come back home and he still hadn’t really been talking to you, at least not in that way, mostly just good morning and goodnight texts and the countdown to coming home, no calls, no sexy video calls, nothing. But he was coming back today and you had taken the day off months ago from work and you were actually at the airport waiting to pick him and the rest of the boys up disguised with sunglasses and a hat, along with their drivers. You see the boys coming your way, Han, Felix, Minho, I.N, Seungmin, Changbin and Hyunjin, followed by your boyfriend who you hadn’t spoken with in what felt like forever. You ran over to them and hugged all of them leaving Chan for last, wanting to stay in his arms longer than all the others. You missed being wrapped up in his arms.

You left after you hugged all the other boys but Chan, not having time to hug him but the other boys knew you would probably end up sitting in his lap on the way to the apartment. You got in the car, and sat next to Chan, he wouldn’t let you sit on his lap, so you could tell he was either upset or tired, leaning towards the former of the two. You and the boy joked around and laughed as the drivers drove to the restaurant that you and the boys had decided to go to to celebrate their return. The plan was to go to dinner then go back to the dorms drinking a little and then (for you) going back to your home and going to sleep. You enjoy spending time with the boys and having a fun time, but you also really want to talk to Chan and apologize if need be and then get railed by him to make up for it.

You arrived at the restaurant and were having a great time, but it was seeming to take forever so you decided to text Chan under the table, asking him if he was okay. You look at him next to you and see him pick up the phone and type a message back to you telling you that he was fine, then he puts his hand on your thigh under the table, moving up under the skirt of the little red dress you had been wearing towards your pussy, definitely trying to tease you. Then he pulls away and flexes his arm muscles at you, once again teasing you, trying to make you wet, knowing that you love his arms and his muscles. Before he left for tour you admitted to him that you thought about riding his arms like you would on his thighs, when you were with him when he would work in the studio from time to time. You hadn’t gotten to try it yet but maybe tonight he would let you, based on how he was trying to tease you with them.

You definitely were in for a wild ride, and you definitely found that out when you got back to your house after dinner and drinks at their dorm just as planned. But once you and Chan got into your house he pushed you against the wall and kicked the door closed behind him. "Babygirl, you know you're getting punished tonight for the way you acted while I was away right? You can't expect to get away with acting like such a brat." He growled once he had you pinned, which didn't take long.

You shivered then nodded. "Words babygirl. I need verbal confirmation that you're okay with your punishment." He softly cooed at you. "Yes Daddy, I'm aware I need to be punished for acting like I was in control. I was just so frustrated cause that picture that you'd sent had been so teasing to me. I couldn't touch you but I wanted to.” You explained to him to which he shakes his head. “ Baby girl you should have just told me, instead of acting like a brat. If you had just talked to me, you wouldn’t be getting punished now. I’d be making up for teasing you and giving you all kinds of orgasms, now you’re not going to cue until I say so and you’ll be screaming and begging me to stop before I allow it. You still know your safeword, right?”

You nod, then because you know he’ll expect you to say it “ Yes, daddy my safeword is chocolate. I remember it”. You two had put this safeword in place when you started having sex, because Chan always wanted to make sure you were okay and he knew better than to not have a safework in place. Chan rasps out his reply “ Good babygirl. Now go into the bedroom and get undressed and find my favorite toys to use on you, you know what they are. “ He then releases you to go into the bedroom to find the vibrator he loves using on you to overstimulate you, and the nipple clamps he loves using on you also. You then strip out of the dress and the underwear you wore. Once you had gotten rid of the clothing, you laid on the bed, already expecting him to come in and tie you up or handcuff you to the bed. But he didn’t, when he walked in he came over to you and picked you up off the bed. “ Pretty kitten, your big strong daddy didn’t say for you to lay on the bed, in fact we aren’t really going to use the bed much.” He explained as he pushed you back up against the wall but in the bedroom. “ Baby still wants to ride my arm? Huh? Do you baby?” He teases. You reply “ Yes daddy I would love to ride your arm, fuck daddy I love how strong and muscular you are, I really really want to ride your arm, daddy, please please please.”

With that said, he lets go of you, sits on the bed, takes his shirt off and beckons you to come towards him. You slowly walk over to him not thinking he was serious but he stretches his arm out and lowers it to where it lines up to go between your legs. Realizing he is serious about letting you do this you scoot a little further up his arm to where his forearm rests right against your clit. Once settled into his forearm, you start rocking your hips back and forth. It feels better than you could have ever imagined. "Fu-Fu-Fuck, Channie. It feels so good." You moan out. Chan teases "babygirl, that's not my name and you know it. What do you call me in bed baby?" Before smacking your ass with his opposite hand.

You correct yourself" daddy, fuck daddy I'm sorry. It feels so good." You continue moving your hips until you're about to cum and Chan stops you. "No baby you're not gonna cum yet." Before he grabs you and pulls you off his arm. He then puts you to where you are straddling his abs. "Now rude my abs like a good babygirl and I may consider making your punishment lighter." You didn't have to be told twice, you started rocking your hips again but this time while on his abs and once again he stopped you before you came.

"Now babygirl, you get to rest your pretty pussy for now and come suck my cock. I've been dying to feel that mouth wrapped around me." He says once again lifting you off of him and then he puts you on the floor. Standing up slightly to pull his pants and boxers down. Once he gets his dick out, you reach your hand to grab him and automatically move your mouth onto him as he wants only sucking on the tip at first. "F-Fuck babygirl, take more of me. I know you can. Take me all the way down your throat." You comply with his moans taking him all the way into your mouth, gagging on it slightly but enjoying having his cock in your mouth. You bob your head up and down slightly keeping most of him in your mouth. " Fuck it's been so long. If you keep doing this I'm going to cum. I need you to stop. I haven't had you in so long it makes me ready to blow now." He explains as he pulls you off his dick by your hair.

Once he pulled you off of him he switched your positions to where you are on the bed and he was above you. "Babygirl, you are still being punished. Grab that vibrator and edge yourself for me. I need to see it and I'm not going to touch you at all other than to put the nipple clamps on you. " He explains to you, grabbing the clamps, moving to put them on your nipples. He grasps one nipple and gets it hardening before attaching the clamp. He repeats this action on the other nipple and then steps away over to the chair to watch you edge yourself until he tells you to stop.

You take the vibrator and place it on your clit, turning it on its lowest setting to start. You moan as soon as you feel the vibrations. You're already really close because of the previous edging but you don't want Chan to have to punish you more so you take yourself as far as you can without cumming then pull the vibrator from your clit. You whine out after moving it causing chan to chuckle " pretty baby is so sensitive, but also doing so good, just once more baby then I'll give you my cock." You want to please him but don't think you can go on any further so you tell him your safe word " Chocolate daddy. I can't do this anymore. It hurts too much."

And once that sentence is finished chan is by your side taking the vibrator and nipple clamps from you and mumbling how he's sorry for pushing you too far. "Channie you didn't push me too far, my body is just too sensitive for edging more than a couple of times." "I'm so sorry. Let me go run you a hot bath and take care of you." He replies. You shake your head, "Channie I still want to cum, I still want your cock. I just can't do another edging. It would make it to where I can't enjoy your cock." You tell him, reaching for his dick that's still hard.

He thought about swatting your hand away but knows you're stubborn and will not give up so he gives in "Okay baby, I’ll give it to you but I definitely want you to tell me if it hurts. I’m not going to be rough with you either, I’m going to make love to you slowly.”He takes his cock in hand and pushes it into your pussy. Once inside you, he groans out "fffffuuuuuuuck babygirl I've missed this tight pussy squeezing my cock. Fuck you feel so wet. Feels so goooood." You moan at feeling full of him " Channie feels so big, fills me up so good. Please fuck me Channie please."

He starts thrusting in and out of you, groaning every time he bottoms out. After a few minutes he starts picking up pace, going faster and faster. He definitely wants both of you to cum as fast as possible. He continues thrusting into you and you cum unexpectedly and without prompting from him. You screamed as you came, since it was unexpected and how good it felt. Chan fucks you through it and starts rasping out " baby girl so fucking good for me, you came so beautifully my love. Can you give me another one? If you do I'll fill you up with my cum and get you pregnant, baby, yeah. Imagine how you'd look pregnant with my baby. So big and full. Fuck I love that thought. Give me one more and I'll give you all my cum baby." He was rambling and you knew it.

He knows you're on birth control so he knows it's okay to cum inside you and you're fully aware he has a breeding kink. " Yes Channie, will make you a daddy please please make me cum and then give me a baby. Please fuck I want that so much." You moaned out, and then you felt the coil in your stomach snap and you felt water coming out of you. Chan came right after you, filling you with his cum. "Damn baby you squirted. Fuck that's hot. You are so beautiful." Chan mumbles in his post orgasm bliss.

He pulls his softened cock out of you and goes to run you a bath. Knowing that's your preferred method of aftercare after a rough session. Once he has the bath water run he comes and picks you up. You're out of it, not realizing anything happened until you're in the water. He cleans you and himself off then lets the water out dries you and himself off. Once you're clean and dried off, he carries you back to the bedroom, getting you into a t-shirt of his and new panties. Then he puts on a pair of boxers, gets you both into bed and you both watch TV until you fall asleep.

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TOA anniversary munday!

Celebrating TOA and the people who contribute to make our group what it is. Repost, don't reblog. Only fill in what you feel comfortable sharing! Happy anniversary, TOA! Here's to many more years spent together.

Name: Cody

Pronouns: he/him

Birthday (no year): October 16th

Where are you from? What is your time zone? CST

Roleplay experience: Ugh idk man like 6 years or something now

Got any pets? A cat named Laurie

Favorite time of year: Fall because it's cold but not like you're gonna die cold

Some interests and things you like: I love to sit and listen to a vinyl while reading some kind of book or manga. I also like to screech in my car to songs that I like a lot!

Some fun facts & trivia about you: I'll listen to one song over and over again for like 5 months until I get bored of it. I have an odd amount of knowledge about old music and WILL share it with you without hesitation. I'm also a crazy TOA prophet because whoever I tweet about ends up joining TOA like a week after.

What non-Fire Emblem games do you play? I play a lot of Final Fantasy games and also League of Legends. I've played SO many games though, it's hard to keep count.

Favorite Pokemon type & Pokemon: I really like grass and psychic types! My favorite pokemon is Musharna and it has been since N gave her to me back in black and white!

How did you get into Fire Emblem? I got the game for my birthday along with a gameboy way back when I was about 7-8 years old. That game was Binding Blade and I've been riding that wave ever since.

What Fire Emblem games have you played? I have played through almost all of them excluding ALL of fates and the tellius games.

First Fire Emblem game: Binding Blade

Favorite Fire Emblem game: Genealogy of the Holy War

Any Fire Emblem crushes? AUGH MAN- L'arachel honestly...

If you’ve played the following games, who was your first S support? Miss Olivia von Fire Emblem

Favorite Fire Emblem class: AUGH PALADIN!!!

If you were a Fire Emblem character, what would be your class? Sage honestly

If you were a Three Houses character, what would be your affiliation? Golden Deer, easily!

If you were an Engage character, which Emblem would you Engage with? Eirika and Ephraim this was not even a question I had to think about

How did you find TOA? Well it was first mentioned to me by N a year or so before I actually joined! I was really wanting to get back into the FE scene and so I thought this might be a good start.

Current TOA muses: Scáthach, Ephraim, Eliwood

Who was your first TOA muse? If you don’t have them anymore, could you see yourself picking them up again? Male Robin! It's probably unlikely... I love him to death but he's easily my oldest fire emblem muse and he is VERY tired.

Have you had any other TOA muses? Quanathan my beloved

Do you think you have a type of character you gravitate towards? I KNOW I HAVE A TYPE I GRAVITATE TO! I never really knew this about myself until TOA, but I seem to gravitate towards knights the most. There is just something about the kind of devotion a knight feels, and how that alters their entire existence.

What do you believe you enjoy writing the most? I typically really enjoy getting into the gritty of things while I'm writing. Explaining emotion and action, why a character is the way they are. I find this most fun with another muse who has close connections to mine.

Favorite TOA-related memory: I think my favorite moment might be when Soji and I reconnected after 10 minutes of me being in this server. We had interacted one time in indie but she had always been on my mind because of how exceptional her writing is. Turns out she remembered me too, and now we're besties and going to cons together!

How do you pronounce TOA?: I usually just say the letters themselves because I'm extra like that.

Got any delusions that didn’t see the light of day in TOA that you’d like to share? WELL LET'S SEE ahem Astram, Noah, Finn, Sonya, Sain, and so so so so so many more that I can't even think about right at this moment.

#⌜ OOC . ⌟ ✦ * · ˚ #( HAPPY ANNI EVERYONE!! )

[penumbramewtwos]

To spread the positivity (and I think you are the only amazing person that has reblogged anything I have ever posted), what are 5 things that make Okita happy?

Thanks for the ask and positivity!:3 I'll pass on this message to the 'Two in question! :> … Okita will now answer, and for today, she is Splootkita. Splotkita wishes to grant you 1 extra answer, making it '6' in total; as this is how many paw digits she has in total :3 (You may count them if you wish... Here they are, go ahead :3)

Alright 5, I mean 6 things that make me happy! Hmm…

Number 1: Seeing an invention of mine come to life. Even if it doesn't work completely, there's just sheer satisfaction that overwhelms me, knowing that THIS has come from no more than neurons firing from within my brain, now brought to life from my very paws!

Number 2: Quiet moments to myself to rest and recuperate. Maybe listen to music, or play some video games on my homemade consoles to distract my mind from straying into bad memories…

Number 3: Cuddles from family and/or close friends: I might not seem like the type on the outset… But… That's only to pokemon/humans I don't know! It takes a lot for me to trust someone as a friend, but when I do, I tend to be physically affectionate with gifts or cuddles.

Number 4: Finally getting a decent sleep: I know this sounds weird of me to say, but, I rarely get any sleep at all… when I finally get a decent sleep without all of the nightmarish memories. Heck, It's the best thing that ever happens to me! Even though I'm told I roll around a lot. Once I ended up several meters away from where I fell asleep, hah, good times! Just as an explanation: For me to be able to get a decent sleep I have to have my temples and head caressed until I at least get to the first R.E.M Cycle… I am unsure as to why this happens, and I cannot replicate this effect with machines… Much to my dissatisfaction…

Number 5: Spending time with my Family and Friends… Especially as of late, I love hanging out with my Mewtwo Mother, Unova. We didn't meet until later in life…. You might know her as Newtwo... But she teaches me how to hunt like a pokemon. She's taught me so much lately! Not only can I save a lot of pokedollars (not that I really need them *snort laugh*) But I can avoid the risk of being caught by humans. This is especially helpful, as I use to um… commandeer sustenance from the city food markets…

And lastly, Number 6: You, friendly Pokemon and humans alike. :3

Sorry this took a while ^^ and tysm for the ask again! I still got 2 more drawn answers to go! :D I'm looking forward to them!

#Mewtwo #Newtwo #Pokemon #mewtwo oc #beginner artist #answered ask #psychic-nature #pokemon art #Okita #please count her digits #she's waiting #her lower paws don't count #lamo #art progression

[mayxthexforce]

☠ What does someone have to do for an instant unfollow from you?

♥ What's the WORST thing that has happened to you rp wise?

♦ What was a mildly annoying thing that has happened to you rp wise?

♢ Has anyone ever tried to steal your blog? Your headcanons? Icons? All that jazz

♚ How many people don't like you?

⚜ How many people do you not like?

✮ Have you managed to stay away from drama?

☄ Have you ever been in the middle of drama?

☯ Have you ever tried to bring peace to a situation?

☼ How long do you stay mad?

☀ What's your rp pet peeve?

the salty af munday meme

☠ What does someone have to do for an instant unfollow from you?

Make me believe (or straight up admit) that they're only interacting with me because they (the mun) find my muse/the trope-plot sexually appealing. I'm a roleplay blog, not an onlyfans account.

♥ What's the WORST thing that has happened to you rp wise?

Having someone who I followed and roleplayed with steal a plot and starter of mine almost word for word to use for their own ship and act like nothing happened.

♦ What was a mildly annoying thing that has happened to you rp wise?

When I was active in discord roleplay servers (back in the days of Overwatch), two of those servers fell apart because of infighting between two people that turned into infighting between like 10 people because the first two people tried to force everyone else to pick sides. I left.

♢ Has anyone ever tried to steal your blog? Your headcanons? Icons? All that jazz

Only that one time someone stole our plot, at least that I know of...

♚ How many people don't like you?

In general? probably a healthy amount. In the RPC? I have no idea.

⚜ How many people do you not like?

Never thought to count them, I also can't think of any off the top of my head. I don't really bother disliking people, just disagree and move on or work to coexist with minimal to no interaction.

✮ Have you managed to stay away from drama?

Sunday anon hasn't come back in a while so, I'll say yes 😂 thank god

☄ Have you ever been in the middle of drama?

Overwatch fandom aside, apparently my muses (Sabé and Luke specifically) are sluts and I only reblog smut.

☯ Have you ever tried to bring peace to a situation?

I want to say yes. I consider myself someone who can tell a friend 'hey, you should take the L on this one' when a situation is getting out of hand and getting nowhere.

☼ How long do you stay mad?

Not that long. I'm a momentary anger person, sooner than later I just start finding the situation ridiculous and amusing.

☀ What's your rp pet peeve?

Formatting where the reply is just a huge block of text, especially when it's small text. I don't even have any eyesight issues (no need for glasses, nothing) and that shit is impossible to read.

#||out of character|| #corruptedforce #||answered ask||

[signedeclipse]

Frequently Asked Questions

Hello!! Ive had a lot of questions recently via dms and inbox that I felt I could address publically for anyone who has the same concerns! This will be added to my pinned so that you can easily find it!

I recommending looking this over before submitting a request, as it might help clear some things <3

SIgned, Eclipse

What characters do you write for?

Almost all of them! I can make a list if you really want, but im familiar with both manga and anime, as well as fanbooks and extra media characters!

I even do 'lesser seen' characters including every lower moon,

What characters don't you write for?

Any characters that are just parents, characters that weren't named, and thats it!

Characters I only write platonically include; Naho, Sumi, Kiyo, Rui, Senjuro, both Ubuyashiki twins, all Kamado siblings, and Kotetsu.

Characters I only write romantically or less include; Nezuko and Aoi

Characters I age up (18+) for NSFW include; Kamaboko squad (including Genya and Kanao), Gyutaro, Daki, Murata, Muichiro and Sabito.

I may be missing a few, but overall my decision is based off the characters overall maturity in the manga. Every aged up character will display adult characteristics and nothing less.

Do you take NSFW requests?

I do! In fact, NSFW is one of my largest talents when it comes to writing, so please don't be shy to request it! You must be 18 or older to do so.

Dont be afraid it include kinks, too! The only kinks I won't write for is vore, toilet stuff, violence/extreme pain, non-con (cnc is okay), zoophilia and pedophilia/age play.

Ive written for lots of extremes, including hyper-parts and tentacles, so trust me when I say I can handle it.

Do you have any limits?

When it comes to writing, I really don't enjoy writing the reader being in a toxic or abusive relationship with the character. I wont write anything where the character harms the reader purposefully unless its for an event.

That being said, the reader can be harmed by others in the story (including strangers, parents, ex-lovers or other characters) and even killed, but I will never let it be the love interest unless accidentally.

What can I say, im a comfort writer, I just want readers to have something nice and fluffy to read! But ill still write angst and breakups, dw ;]

Can you do a part 2, 3 etc...?

Yes! I usually do my best to leave a oneshot open to being continued. If a oneshot is popular enough, ill even turn it into a series. Just request you'd like another part and i'll get to it!

Rarely I may feel something cannot be continued, if this is the case I will tell you, and ask you what you'd like to see happen next instead <3

How many characters can be made per request?

It depends! For oneshots, Ill do as many as you want with a reasonable limit, like all the hashira x reader or upper moons x reader.

For headcanons, I do a max of 3. However, you can have up to 5 if it is the kamaboko squad (zenitsu, inosuke, tanjiro, kanao, and genya), Upper moons, lower moons (or a mix of those two), and hashira! For groups that have more than 5, you can pick which or let me choose.

I also do headcanons with 1 character, and it ends up being a little more specific and fleshed out.

Trios, as in character x reader x character count as 1 character.

What blog tags to you use

There are only a few! But the unique trait is they all contain 'eclipse' and end in 'z' instead of 's'

#eclipse talkz - For any posts where I am answering an ask that isnt a request, or where I am just talking outside of writing.

#eclipse thoughtz - For my headcanon option where I give my opinion and there is no x reader portion.

#eclipse recommendz - For writing that is not mine that I really enjoy and think my readers would like.

#eclipse retweetz - For anything else that isnt mine but I just really want to share, its just a reblog! I call it retweetz because it was a mistake when I made it!

#eclipse gamez - For ask games and other things readers can interact with differently.

#eclipse goalz - For events and milestones!

#info #rules #eclipse talkz

[lythea-creation]

Mariam's Twin - Layan x fem reader (Part 1)

This is one of my old Wattpad requests.

request: can u make another layan oneshot? I want the reader to be Mariam sister.

summary: It's no secret that Mariam and Layan don't come along. But how does it go when Layan and (f/n), Mariam's twin sister out of all people, are in a relationship?

warnings: angst, family issues

Word count: 1.736

Author's note: Feel free to check out my Masterlists and make requests. No reposting please! Reblogging, comments and requests are always appreciated <3 If you like the story/my writing, please don't be shy to say it via comments or asks! It takes you a few seconds and might make my day. It's the best appreciation you can show to a writer you like.

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“How can you be in such a great mood in the morning?”, I asked my twin sister grumpily as we were waiting for the bus to arrive.

“How can you not be?”, Mariam shot back laughing.

“It's too early. And a school day, which means drama between Layan and you. I wish I could have stayed in bed”, I whined.

I never got how twins could be so different. And how anyone could love going to school.

“It's not my fault that she's cocky and annoying”, Mariam claimed.

A sigh left my lips.

Mariam still did not know about my relationship with Layan. I had tried to get them to make up several times, but they were both too stubborn. At one point I had given up talking to Mariam about it. She did not understand why I was spending time with Layan in the first place.

When the bus finally arrived I moved to an empty window seat as far away from Mariam and Layan as possible. Why did they always have to sit right in front of each other anyway? It was probably a sign of defiance from Mariam.

I plugged my earphones in and leaned against the window, closing my eyes. Sleep was tempting right now, but Layan let herself fall into the seat next to me before I could give in to the temptation.

“Hey”, she greeted me happily after pulling one of my earphones out.

I could not help but reciprocate her smile. “Are you coming to my birthday party tomorrow? I wanna tell my family about our relationship. Yours don't have to know, but it's really tiring to listen to Mariam's rambles about you. She needs to know the truth. And you need to stop teasing her”, I stated.

“Of course I'll come. How could I miss my girls birthday party?”, Layan questioned while playfully bumping her shoulder against mine. “And if your family knows we have a safe place to go to without having to hide. Plus … I can't wait seeing your sisters face when you tell her.”

She burst out laughing at the imagination.

“God! Stop it!”, I exclaimed laughing myself.

Layan returned to Rania which was a good thing because I had desperately wanted to rest my head on her shoulder and hold her hand. The former would not have raised any suspicions as it was not anything unusual for friends to do. But the latter probably would have followed automatically.

Soon later I was sitting at my desk in the classroom. I hated this school, too conservative and too many rules. I was yearning for my phone to listen to music again.

My gaze traveled over to my twin.

She was talking to Dina and Noaf, appearing to be happy.

It was the same with Layan.

During school time it was tough for me.

Layan was different when she was hanging around Rania and Ruqayyah. They were talking about boys and the newest trends and celebrities. So I stayed away.

My relationship with Mariam on the other hand was difficult in another sense. On some days we came along well and enjoyed spending time together. But on most days we ended up fighting, the typical sibling stuff. It was worst when the topic Layan came up.

Today Mariam seemed to be mad at me already. Probably because of my chatter with Layan in the bus.

All of that combined meant that I was staying alone for the day which was lonely and peaceful at the same time.

Back at home I told my dad that I had invited someone to my birthday after all which appeared to make him happy, in contrast to my sister.

“Don't tell me it's Layan”, she remarked disgusted.

“Could you please stop projected this on you again for one fucking second?”, I complained.

“(f/n), language”, my dad reminded me.

“Fuck language! I'm so sick of it! This isn't about you Mariam!”, I raged.

“How is this not about me? Layan is always annoying me. And it's my birthday as well. How am I supposed to enjoy it now that you invited the worst person I know?”, she inquired furiously.

“You know what? I will help you out and just stay away from YOUR party for good because obviously you can't even accept me, let alone respect me”, I accused her and left the house.

I needed some fresh air.

It was hard to breathe as my wrath and sorrow felt suffocating.

I had no clue what to do now. How was I supposed to entrust Mariam my biggest secret, when she could not even accept Layan as my birthday guest? I felt out of place in my life because Mariam made it clear that I was and she was always around. At home, school, on the way from one to another.

Mariam had a strong, cheery personality. I had always admired and slightly envied her for that. But when it came to me she was just so relentless. Since the day I had started talking to Layan, Mariam had despised me for it.

I wished I could go to see Layan. But when we had started to date, we had decided that her family should not know about me. Just to be on the safe side.

And I had not taken my phone with me meaning I could neither call nor text her. Music was out of the picture as well.

So I continued walking around aimlessly, sitting down on benches from time to time.

When I returned home it was already dark outside.

Despite unlocking the front door myself I could not avoid the conversation with my dad. He had obviously been waiting for me.

“(f/n), I was worried sick”, he proposed making me feel guilty.

He did not even appear to be mad, but rather sad and guilty himself.

“Sorry. I forgot my phone and just really needed some time away”, I apologized.

He patted the empty space next to him on the couch leading me to sit down. “Who is Layan?”, he wondered.

There was no judgment in his voice. Simply curiosity and care.

“Mariam's enemy as you just heard a few hours ago. They don't come along and always annoy the hell out of each other”, I explained.

This time he did not make me aware of my language.

“I got that. But actually I wanted to know who she is to you”, he clarified.

That caught me off guard.

I barely talked to my parents about myself. Whenever I had tried, Mariam had suddenly popped up and stolen the attention, or our little brother.

“I wanted to tell you tomorrow … together with her. But I guess that won't happen now. She's my girlfriend”, I enlightened him. “But please don't tell Mariam. I can't take another one of her rants. At first it was just annoying but by now it's hurtful.”

Suddenly my dad enveloped me in a tight hug. “(f/n) … as long as Layan makes you happy there's nothing wrong with being with her, no matter what anyone else is thinking. If Mariam can't deal with it, it's on her. Please celebrate with us tomorrow and invite her over. I would love to get to know her.”

“Are you sure?”, I questioned, close to crying.

“Yes. And it's your birthday, too. Don't forget that. You don't have to give up everything to avoid another conflict with Mariam. We still love you, even if your actions make some situations more complicated, okay? You're not alive to be easy to handle. Your mom and I want you to be happy”, he declared.

“Thanks, dad”, I whispered before getting out of his embrace and making my way over to the stairs.

Oh, how I hated sharing a room with my twin. But sooner or later I would have to face her.

I entered our room leading Mariam to quickly close her laptop. Probably some video chat. It was not like I cared at this point.

“I talked to dad. Layan is going to come over tomorrow because I want her to spend my birthday with me. If you can't accept that, I guess you'll have to leave”, I suggested while grabbing some pj's and underwear to go take a shower.

Mariam let out a frustrated growl. “Why are you doing this? Do you love making me miserable?”

That made me stop in my tracks. “I'M making YOU miserable? Seriously?”

“Obviously”, she stated matter-of-factually.

“OH, I'm so sorry that I invited someone over I actually enjoy spending time with while you have your two best friends around you all the time. They are coming too, aren't they? So what's your problem?”

“That you invited Layan out of all people! You know that we can't stand each other. You probably just invited her to piss me off”, she accused me.

“Wow”, I mumbled bitterly. “So that's what you're thinking about me. I dunno if you ever even noticed, but while you're hanging out with your friends every day at school, laughing and chatting, I'm all alone. I don't have anyone at school. Everybody avoids me because I'm your sister and you always get into fights with Layan. They want to stay away from all the drama. You are mad at me most of the time and avoid me as well because I come along with Layan. Actually I don't just come along with her. She's my girlfriend which we don't wanna announce because we're afraid how the school and her parents will react. Now you have the information to take the one thing from me that is still making me happy. Because you always make me feel like something is wrong with me. It feels like there's no place for me. Thanks to you I feel like an outsider at school and my own home. So sorry that you have to deal with someone you don't like but I love on OUR birthday. Trust me. I wish it was just yours. It would be much easier for all of us if I hadn't been born as your twin.”

Silence settled between us as soon as I stopped talking.

Somehow I could not move. The heaviness of my own words keeping me down.

Part 2

#al rawabi school for girls #layan x fem reader #lgbtqia + #mariams sister reader #family issues #angst #drama #secret relationship #high school drama #noaf #dina #rania #ruqayyah

[insecateur]

11,21?

11. Do you listen to anything while drawing? If so, what

oh god so many things. music, when i'm in the mood, sometimes i'll listen to one song on repeat if it's what i'm into right now, or i'll listen to things related to what i'm drawing (i have a few lysandre and prfr playlists, and i also have a playlist to listen to when drawing nsfw😭) or sometimes i'll just go on my main big "songs you liked" playlist and put it on shuffle and vibe.

if i can't handle music for whatever reason i'll listen either to a podcast (i only listen to One podcast and it's the shriekcast if you're interested. it was originally two people rereading harry potter with a critical lens but they're done so they're reading twilight rn) or to those long-form analysis videos on youtube that are like 3 to 7 hours long. i have listened to that one dr who video in its entirety AT LEAST four times. i've stopped counting how many times i've listened to the sherlock video by hbomberguy. i also listen to drama videos sometimes when idk what else to listen to... my greatest shame...

i also sometimes listen to twitch streams or twitch streams archives, usually french streamers for the archives but i follow a few english-speaking streamers. i think i've covered most of it ... ?

one of my biggest frustrations about writing is not being able to listen to things involving talking while i do it tbh. i can handle songs somewhat but obviously can't write and listen to somebody talk at the same time... UNFORTUNATELY

21. Art styles nothing like your own but you like anyways

i like very detailed art styles with very thin lines sometimes which i think is pretty far removed from how i draw... and semi-realistic stuff, or extremely stylized also. honestly my taste in art styles really has nothing to do with mine, quite the contrary i would say. although having said this, my favorite artist is ono natsume and her influence on my art style is probably obvious but i think it's more cause and effect than me being attracted to her art style bc it's similar to mine...

i also like kind of... more ethereal, sensory art, (idk how to describe it, but that one comic with the butterflies i reblogged a few days ago is a good example of what i mean) which i do draw sometimes but isn't what i'm usually known for, i think

#la réponse d

[johnkrrasinski]

started from a call

full masterlist

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x female!reader

Word count: 3,610

Warning: angst with a happy ending! that's all.

Summary: written for @wkemeup's 9k writing challenge with the prompt "character a leaves an embarrassing, drunk message on character b’s voicemail and spends the rest of the night trying to discreetly delete it from [b]’s phone." inspired by a bit of ross and rachel from friends too. you found out from steve that bucky was in love with you in high school but after he returns home with a girl in his arm, you cancelled your plans to tell him how you feel. will you and bucky have your happy ending?

a/n: please like, reblog and leave a feedback. :) enjoy!

"Alright, I'll see you tonight. Bye." He leaned against the kitchen counter and hung up the phone with a grin on his face. "You hear that, Sam? We're going on our third date tonight." He threw his phone up into the air and caught it so casually without spilling a drop of his coffee sitting on his right hand. "Looks like I'm getting that 300 bucks soon."

"Hey, easy. You ain't going to that date yet, who knows? She could bail on you. It doesn't count if the date doesn't end well."

"Oh, but it will. I just gotta turn on my charm and next thing you know, we're already meeting the parents stage."

"Meeting the parents? That's a big step from you, Buck."

"Hey, I'm a man of my words. If I said that I'm going to change this year then I'm gonna stick to it."

"So Leah isn't just a one-time thing to get 300 bucks?"

"Maybe yes, maybe no. We'll see how tonight goes. But one thing's for sure is that I'm getting that 300 bucks."

Sam and Bucky made a bet as their New Year's resolution that Bucky would never go on a second date with any girl or remember to call her in the morning after a wild night. His commitment issues had given him a reputation as the player in the gang. It wasn't a new thing anymore to anyone that when they visited Bucky's place in the morning, they would see a girl with a dopey smile and slightly ruffled hair walking out of his apartment, giddy that Bucky just made a promise to call her later.

You, Natasha, Wanda, Sam and Steve were hanging out at Nat's place. The six of you had been friends since college. You, Nat, Bucky and Steve had known each other since high school and the four of you kept in touch despite going to separate universities. You met Wanda when you went to NYU and Steve met Sam while he was in Harvard. Long story short, after the four of you graduated, you and Wanda lived together as roommates and even started your own bakery business. Steve and Bucky lived in the same building as you and Natasha and Sam lived nearly alone. They were too independent for roommates. Don't even start on Natasha and how much she valued her personal space. That's how the six of you ended up here, gathered at your place on a Saturday afternoon.

"Are you gonna pick her up tonight?"

"Of course. Gonna clean up well, bring her some flowers and knock on her door at 7 pm precisely. Which girl isn't gonna fall for that?" Bucky walked over to the couch you and Nat were sitting on and leaned on the headrest, his arms caging both you and Natasha.

You didn't say anything nor did Natasha because she knew about your feelings for Bucky. Despite never feeling that way about Bucky in high school, your feelings changed a week ago after learning that Bucky used to be in love with you but never had the courage to tell you. That's why he never had a girlfriend during his high school years and he wanted to take you to prom and confess his feelings to you but he was too late. Another guy had already snooped in first.

You were his first love but it wasn't reciprocated until now. That's why in college, he learned how to get over you and slept with as many women as possible because he felt like he lost four years of his life of finding the one. He never intended to be a player and feed girls empty promises, it just kind of became his way of dating. He was too afraid that no one could live up to you yet he enjoyed being with women. Hence, the bet.

The day you found out from Steve about Bucky's past feelings for you while playing truth or dare, you immediately wanted to call him up but Bucky was out of town for a few days and as soon as he was back home, he had Leah in his arm. Your heart was crushed. Wanda told you that it would probably last for a few days and that he'd eventually be single again but you totally did not expect this thing to turn into something serious. You loved Sam with every fibre of your being, he was like the big brother you never had, but you wanted to curse him for making that bet.

So you just rolled your eyes and stayed silent throughout this entire conversation, even though your heart felt like it was being stabbed over and over again. "Alright, I gotta go. Got a big date tonight. I'll see you guys in a few hours." Just like that, Bucky walked out of the room without knowing the pain his words caused you.

The next day you were sitting in your bed watching The Notebook in your pyjamas because you were too heartbroken to do anything productive. It was Sunday so you could just have a whole day to yourself and do absolutely nothing but cry. Wanda knocked on your door bringing a plate of cookies and she had a pitiful look on her face. "y/n? Sweetie? I made you these cookies, they might make you feel better." Sometimes you thank the stars for bringing her into your life.

"Thank you, Wanda. You're so nice to me." You know you probably sound like a hormonal whiny kid but everything made you cry at the moment.

"Do you need anything else? I know how it feels to get your heartbroken, trust me. When me and Vision had a fight and we didn't talk for days all I wanted was to curl up and never leave my bed, so in case you need anything, I'm here." She offered you that warm smile of hers.

"No, all I want right now is to just eat these cookies and go back to my film, thanks Wan."

"Okay, I'll be outside." Your pity party was interrupted when Nat arrived in her leather jacket and burst into your room.

"Get up, you are taking a shower and you're getting that face beat."

"Natasha, what the hell? Leave me alone."

"Y/N, listen to me. I got a date for you. His name is Scott and he's a real nice guy, he's funny, he's a good friend of mine and he is really smart. He is so much better than Bucky, I promise you. Now c'mon, I already told him that you are meeting him tonight at Stark's restaurant at 7."

You whined, doing anything you can to get her to leave you alone with your tears and your cookies but you knew that once Natasha set her mind on something, there's no talking her way out of it. Damn that woman with her determination.

"Y/N, c'mon! Wallowing all day isn't you. I know you and what's good for you. That's why I found you a great guy who will charm you so good that you will forget Barnes even existed. You can't let him win, y/n. If he's going to be happy with someone else, then you better show him that you can be much happier with other people."

You stared at her, trying to absorb her words. There's some wisdom in that. You're not the type to cry over a guy, not even for even Bucky Barnes. So you let Natasha drag you to the shower and asked Wanda to do your hair when she does your makeup. She chose an outfit for you, a dress that was not too sexy but chic enough to leave a good first impression.

Scott was early to the restaurant and he looked elated to see you. He was wearing a grey suit with no tie and he had a really exuberant smile on his face, the type that drew people easily. You could see why Natasha called him a nice guy.

"Wow, sorry, I just- didn't expect you to be this beautiful."

"Ah, thank you, Scott. Have you been waiting long?"

"No, not at all. I just arrived here like five minutes ago."

The night went on and Scott did most of the asking and talking, you answered each question curtly with forced enthusiasm in your face and body language. You weren't even listening to half of the things he said because your mind kept playing images of Bucky with Leah and how you heard from Sam that the date went well so he lost 300 bucks. You kept thinking about Bucky and Leah and how they would probably get married and have kids and live in the suburbs with a golden retriever while you'd still be single and you'd compare every man you meet to Bucky. Maybe it was your karma for not reciprocating his feelings in high school.

Five glasses of wine and you spent more time nodding than talking. Honestly, all you wanted to do was to just go home and go back to The Notebook because their love story was much better than your love life. Scott woke you out of your daze, "Natasha told you that I was cuter than this, did she?" after you gulped your sixth glass of wine.

"Oh Scott, I'm so sorry. It's not you, it's me. I know it sounds cliche but it's just... I'm not in a place where I'm looking for a boyfriend. You are a really likeable guy and I swear, if we had met at another time, maybe I would be a better date but right now, I just- I have someone else in my mind." You sighed, it felt like a relief to get that off your chest.

"Is this guy... an ex-boyfriend?"

You chuckled, "no... He wishes."

Scott nodded, "look, I don't know what your situation is but I've been through a divorce and it's never easy. But eventually, you'll be fine. You can't see it now because you haven't had closure." Then it was as if the bulb above your head was turned on.

"That's it.  Closure, yeah. That's all I need. Okay, give me a minute. I'm gonna call him now and I'm going to get my closure."

Scott sat there watching you comically trying to find your phone in your purse and tapped on Bucky's contact number. The normal you would be sweating with every ring but intoxicated you had no worries in the world... For now.

"This is Bucky. Can't pick up right now, leave a message." Beep.

"Hello, yes, Bucky! Or James, should I call you James? I always thought Bucky was a weird name. Anyways, I'm just calling to tell you that I am fine and I am on a date with Scott. And speaking of dates, I just gotta tell you that I'm happy to hear that your date went well. And that, my friend, means that I am over you. That's right, I'm over you. Tell Leah I say hi." You said sarcastically.

You hung up the phone and threw your phone back into your purse. You felt like you just won a chess game.

The next morning you decided to sleep in because your heart was pounding and you could barely sit up without feeling like you might fall. You were supposed to be working at the bakery but since you owned the bakery, Wanda let you sleep it off until you recover. You couldn't remember anything from last night, how you got back to your apartment was a mystery. You tried to put the pictures together, from being forced to go on a date, meeting a guy named Sean? Simon? Sebastian? Scott! Yes, Scott. You ordered your meals and then... Nothing, it was all blurry. You weren't even sure if anything happened at all after eating your meals.

The apartment was empty because Wanda was working at the bakery and it was just you with your hangover pills. Bucky came to your apartment without knocking because Wanda told him on the phone that you were home. He greeted you with a smile and asked about your date.

"Uh, let's see. I think there was a restaurant, I know there was wine. And there's a guy, Scott and pretty much that's all I can recall."

Bucky made a yikes face. Seeing the state you were in, he could do the math (of the wine you had). You probably enjoyed the alcohol more than the guy. What a doofus, he thought. If he was the one going on a date with you, you'd definitely remember every detail from last night.

"Leah's downstairs and I'm taking her back to her place but I left my keys here last night. Have you seen it?"

"No, check the drawers. Maybe Wanda put 'em there."

"Ah, okay." He opened the drawers and found the keys to his bike.

"Did we... Speak on the phone last night?"

"Nope, my phone was dead and I didn't charge it all night so I haven't really checked it. Why?"

"Nothing, nothing. It's just... Never mind. My memories are a bit hazy right now. You should go, say hi to Leah for me."

Bucky nodded as you walked back to your room to go lie down. Your question reminded him that he should probably check his phone now because there could be work-related messages but the first thing he heard was a voicemail from you. "Oh, y/n. I got your message!"

That instantly stopped you in your tracks. Your eyes went wide and you froze. You immediately turned around and ran to grab his phone away from him. Bucky had a confused look on his face, "who's Scott?"

"Oh my God, no, Bucky, give me the phone. Give me the phone!" But it was already too late, he was already halfway through your voicemail and by the time you successfully snatched his phone out of his grasp, he had already heard every word.

Bucky stood there dumbfounded, he needed time to process everything you just said to him. "What do you- what do you mean you're over me?"

"Oh, God... Alright, um- lately, I've um- sort of, have... Feelings for you." You never had to chase a guy or confess your crush first so this felt new and my God, it was nerve-racking.

"You have feelings for me..." He said it as if he was convincing himself that his ears got it right. Bucky couldn't believe the words that just escaped through your lips, for years he had dreamed of this moment. Though never did he ever want you to make the first move but adolescent him wanted to hear you say what he'd been wanting to say to you too.

He didn't say anything for what felt like minutes and you couldn't decipher his thoughts from the look on his face. "I need to sit down," he pulled one of the dining chairs and leaned on his side in a defeated posture.

"Bucky... Please say something." You alerted him in a hushed tone, not wanting to startle him than you already did. But he didn't. He was lost at words. What the hell was he supposed to tell her?

"Look Bucky, I'm sorry for telling you this way but I had to. I just- I've been wanting to talk to you about it since you came back to New York, well- actually, since Steve told me but-"

"Whoa, Steve told you?!" He interrupted.

"Yeah, it just accidentally slipped when we were playing truth or dare..."

"Okay well," he stood up from his seat, yet he still couldn't look you in the eye. "I can't do this right now, Leah's waiting for me downstairs and I gotta go." He basically ran out of the room and slammed the door behind him, leaving you alone.

Once your hangover had begun dissipating, you decided to help Wanda at the bakery and took the night shift. She must've been exhausted from managing the bakery alone while also helping the employees in the kitchen so you told her to go home and leave it to you. The bakery's usually slower at night.

When it was nearing closing time and your employees had gone home, you decided to clean up and turned off the lights and checked everything one last time before locking the door. The bell above the door dinged and you were slightly annoyed because who the hell comes to the bakery at this hour?

"I'm sorry we're clo...sed." It was Bucky. He stood there in a black coat, with an expression you still couldn't figure out. "Bucky, what are you-"

"You have no right to tell me that you've got feelings for me." His tone was harsh, he never spoke that way to you or anyone... Ever.

"What?"

He walked closer to you, maintaining his gaze, "You can not tell me that you've got feelings for me now when I'm doing well with my life and Leah..."

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"

"I was in love with you for years! Years, y/n! And you never said and did anything and now when everything's going well you're ruining it!"

"I am ruining it?" You repeated the question because you couldn't believe what you just heard. How dare he said those hurtful things to you.

"Yes! I was doing fine with Leah and now I don't know what's going to happen with me and her anymore..."

"Yeah, well, I was doing fine before I found out that YOU were in love with me and never had the balls to tell me!" You did everything you could to not cry, you hated crying in the middle of an argument.

"Hey, it's not like I didn't try. There were your ex-boyfriends and your dates and I had to move on. I couldn't wait forever! And now, now you're too late."

"Oh, so what? You're just gonna walk away and pretend that this never happened?"

"Yes, I'm going to do exactly that and I'm going to go see Leah." He turned around like he did earlier in your apartment and left you alone once again with your heartbreak.

"Fine! Go ahead and see Leah because I don't give a fuck about cowards like you or whoever you sleep with." You slammed the door and tried everything you could to not have a breakdown here because you really hated letting an argument hurt you. You sat on one of the chairs where the customers would sit and you hid your face with your hands and cried.

Not because you just lost an argument but because of what Bucky said and it felt like you had lost Bucky before you even had him. Now there was no hope left for you and Bucky, things were too complicated.

You didn't know how long you had cried there, alone, in the dimmed lighting of your shop but after you felt like the tears had dried, you wiped the traces of your tears from your cheeks with the back of your thumb. You stood from your seat and was ready to go home. You couldn't wait to eat some leftover pizzas, take a warm shower and cry into your pillows until you fall asleep.

But when you were about to leave, you saw Bucky standing on the other side of the door, watching you through the windows with a softer expression on his face. You opened the door and Bucky instantly grabbed your waist and kissed you as if his life depended on it.

You gave in to his kiss, letting him pour every desire and yearning into your lips for as long as he wanted. You grabbed his face because you wanted him impossibly closer and you shut your eyes, letting your guard down. Because it was Bucky, and you'd known him for as long as you could remember and you both deserved this moment.

Bucky eventually pulled away until both of you were running out of air. You were breathless from his kiss, you never knew he was such a good kisser. (It's Bucky and he's had a lot of women on his bed, of course, he was excellent at it. Who were you kidding?) But now that you've had your own front-row experience, you felt a tad of possessiveness at the thought of sharing those lips or any part of him with anyone else.

"I couldn't go back to her knowing you are here alone and I had thrown away what I've wanted for as long as I could remember."

"I'm glad you came back." You pressed your foreheads and you rested your hands on his chest. You could get used to this.

"I hope it's not too late to say this but, y/n y/l/n, will you let me take you to dinner and see a movie after maybe?"

"I wasn't the one who said it's too late," you halfheartedly teased him.

"Shut up, so is that a yes or a no?"

You bit your lip and nodded, "yes. Definitely a yes." You stared into his ocean blue eyes, so deep and beautiful, you could easily get lost in it.

"y/n y/ln, I'm going to put all of your ex-boyfriends to shame."

"Hm, we'll see about that." You put your arms around his neck. Then a thought crossed your mind and your smile faded away, "what are you gonna do about Leah though?"

"I'll talk to her in the morning. Let's take you home now, yeah? It's getting late."

You bit your lip and nodded, "okay."

Ninth grade you dreamed of popular jocks and athletic seniors, but little did you know that, sometimes, the one who sincerely loved you was the book nerd who loved The Hobbit a little too much.

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[agirlwhoisaphantom]

Shades of Winter - Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: You finally get to meet James Bucky Barnes. You two are an instant click but would this eventually lead to something good or something bad?

Word Count: 3140

Warnings: The reader talks about past memories such as: kidnapping, torture, starvation, violence. A bit of angst. Also If you like the Hobbit movies, I'm so sorry (yes this is tw) Also if there is anything else let me know.

Author’s Note: A little bit more in-depth on who y/n is in my Bucky fics. Other than that this has been in my archives for a hot minute so.

reblogs/feedback/likes are greatly appreciated & highly encouraged! But please, DO NOT repost/steal ANY of my fics!

It has been a couple of years since you returned to the Avengers Quarters. You had been on the run before the blipped happened. But you have finally told yourself that enough is enough. You always knew that the Avengers would be your family, so you decided to go back to them.

The first person you were excited to see after a while was Sam. So, you decided to go to his hometown and give him a visit.

When you arrived, you notice that there was a party. You felt a little bit left out. But you pushed those feelings aside since Sam didn’t know that you were coming along as well.

Once you laid your eyes on Sam, you knew that you needed to sneak up on him and scare him.

There was loud music playing in the background, so you took that as an advantage. You quietly sneak up to Sam, getting on your toes as you try to cover his eyes.

Sam turns around, putting up his guard. When he notices that you tried to sneak up on him, you could see the relief on his face. He didn’t think twice but to hug you. “Where have you been? You go incognito mode and don’t visit me. I’ve been worried about you.”

You hug him back, “I just needed a break from the world and traveled a bit.” You chuckled a little bit. “But I’m back and better than ever.”

He starts to ramble as you two catch each other up on everything that has happened the past couple of years. You two start to walk up to the docks. You notice how beautiful it was with the sun setting how the sun reflected on the water. You were amazed.

“Hey, I’ll be back. Do you want anything to eat?” Sam pointed to the table that had nothing but plates of food in it. Your small smiled formed on your face as you shook your head.

Walking around, you notice so many little kids running around and having fun. It was such a positive place to be. You could feel the aura around you just filled with joy.

Without noticing where you were walking, you bump into someone. “Oh, I’m sorry I didn’t-“ you look back at him. The first thing that you noticed was his ocean blue eyes. You could stare at those eyes for hours.

Breaking the eye contact, you took a few steps back so that you wouldn’t be close to him anymore. “I’m Bucky.” He places his hands in the pockets of his black jean jacket. There was a smirk on his face.

“uh, y/n” you had a confused smile on your face.

“y/n,” Bucky says in a deep flirty tone of voice, he looks around, and that smirk became a smile. “I’ll see you around y/n,” he winked as he walked away.

Why did your name sound so much better when he said it. Something about him made you curious. You were on the fence if whether or not you wanted to know more about him or just let him be a mystery. But either way, you knew the moment you bumped into him, Bucky was going to become a trouble.

During the blip, when you helped, there would be moments that Steve would tell stories of Bucky when they were younger. In those stories, Steve would describe him as the most caring friend and always attached to a book such as The Hobbit.

Throughout the day, you would occasionally interact with Bucky. He would ask you random questions such as what your favorite color was? What flowers did you like? He wanted to get to know you.

“So, you are telling me that I should watch the movies and how there are three of them.” Bucky takes a sip of his drink.

You chuckled a little bit “yes, I like the book versions better. But it’s so nice seeing them come to life.”

“I’ll make a note of that, Doll.”

Going back home, you never expected to talk to Bucky again. You didn't have any of his contact information either way, and he didn't have yours.

A couple of days pass by when you receive a message from an unknown number.

10:38 AM "hey there, are you busy this afternoon?"

You decided to ignore the message; it might have been sent to someone else instead of you.

10:45 AM "shit, sorry, It's Bucky."

The moment that you read that, it was Bucky that sent you that message. You wondered how he got your number. Could it have been Steve? Sam? Nat? That gave him your number.

These thoughts were running through your head and were interrupted by that number calling you.

"So, are you busy this afternoon?"

"No, Hi, how are you? How is life? Just going right to asking me what I'm doing this afternoon, what a great start James." You said in an annoying tone of voice.

"Hi, Doll. How are you? There is that better," he said in a mocking voice. Even though you couldn't see him, you could tell that he was rolling his eyes.

You wanted to hang up, but a part of you didn't want to do it. "So much better, thank you." You said sarcastically. "I'm doing nothing later. I'm probably just going to go home and make some dinner."

"You can always say no. But I just bought the three Hobbit movies, and I wondered if you wanted to watch them with me? And Tony is throwing a party tomorrow, and I thought if you wanted to go."

This took you by surprise, it hasn't been an entire week of knowing him, and he is already asking you over to his apartment. "Yeah, that would be fun," you said once again sarcastically. You didn't mean to sound it like that.

When you agreed that you would watch the series with him and to the party, a part of you knew that you had done something you might regret in the long run, but the other part you wanted to see where this would take you, and you wanted to explore it. Something about him made you curious, and you wanted to know why. Why, out of all the people that you had met, he is the one that sparks curiosity in you.

Once again, these thoughts are interrupted by him "I didn't hear a no, so I'm assuming you said yes. I'll send you my address. Meet me here in two hours." He hangs up.

Two hours pass by, and you were unsure what to bring, so you brought a couple of snacks. Walking into Bucky's apartment, there weren't many decorations. It seemed like he had just moved in. There wasn't much besides a small sofa and a tv. It was a very dark place with little to no light coming through.

Bucky notices that you were looking around "sorry if I had more time, I would have cleaned a bit better."

Your eyes widen as you were confused. You look around once again. His place was way cleaner than what your apartment looked like. "you consider this dirty. You should see mine" Bucky goes near the light switch and turns on the lights of the kitchen.

The instant he turned on the lights, that's when you notice what he was wearing. He was wearing a white muscle shirt with a pair of gym shorts, and his hair was messy, and you were able to tell that he had a couple of curls.

If heart eyes were a thing, you would have had them at this exact moment. Bucky was way more handsome than he was when you first met him. As the thoughts continued through your head, you knew that you needed to stop them before you ended up drooling over him.

He points to his bedroom. "I'm going to go change. I have to hide this." He was referring to his left arm. He wasn't sure how you would react to it, and he thought that he should have worn something to cover it before you decided to show up.

You grab the wrist of his metal arm. "It's okay. I don't mind. Besides that, I think it makes you more attractive" the moment that the word attractive escaped your mouth, you could feel your cheeks turn red and your body heat rise. Why did you say that? Especially towards him. Your mind was full of regrets, but at the same time, you didn't care because he was truly attractive.

Bucky covers his mouth with his right hand, trying to cover his laugh. You playfully hit his arm "this isn't funny, Bucky. I'm so close to turning around and making you watch the Hobbit alone." You crossed your arms together. You were getting annoyed with him. All you wanted to do was come over and watch movies with him.

"Fine, I'll stop. But it doesn't mean that I'm not going to hold this against you." Bucky chuckled.

Bucky goes to his bedroom, brings a blanket, and tries to ensure that his place can be as cosey as possible, even though it was dark.

Halfway through the third movie, you could see that he was extremely disappointed. If he could rate the movie, you would 100% be sure he would give it a -1000 rate. "Why the fuck did Peter tell me that these were great. They are complete garbage" Bucky raises his voice. Deep down, he did enjoy the movies. He just wanted to see a reaction out of you. But you were calm since this was your 5th time watching these films.

You couldn't help but laugh at how disappointed Bucky was. He turns to face you and notices the face of amusement you had on "this isn't a joke, Doll. I thought they would be great." He rolls his eyes.

When the movie ended, he put on the sports channel and started to watch it. As much as you loved watching sports, you slowly went to sleep. You felt comfortable around him. It had only been a couple of days that you had met him, so you found it odd.

You fell asleep on his right shoulder. When Bucky felt that you placed your head on his shoulder, a small smile formed on his face, he was unsure why he felt comfortable with you. But he knows that you were going to be one heck of trouble from now on.

Bucky looks at you and notices that you were fast asleep. He can't help but to carry you in his arms and take you to his bed. He made sure to tuck you in.

After he tucked you in, he went back to the living room and continued to watch his sports.

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Around midnight, you woke up. Not because you had a nightmare, but because you felt like you were in an unknown location. As soon as you woke up, you panicked and started to look around. You immediately went into fight or flight mode in case If you were in danger. Walking outside of the bedroom, you notice Bucky was sleeping on the floor.

Seeing him on the floor, you drastically put your guard down. You sighed in relief that you were with him and no one else. You go into the kitchen to grab a mug to make yourself tea. When you prepared your tea, you went back to Bucky's bedroom and opened the window outside to let some fresh air in. You wrapped yourself with the blanket Bucky gave you, and you held your knees up to your chest as you drank from the mug.

This was the first time you had ever woken up without having a nightmare. You wondered why was it because of Bucky? As your thoughts were running, you could hear someone come into the room. You turn around and notice it was Bucky. "Someone is up early." He chuckled.

A smile formed on your face. "It looks like you are up early too" you rolled your eyes.

There was silence between you and him. You hated being silent, but with him, you didn't mind.

"Is everything alright?" Bucky whispered. You turn your head towards him, and you nodded. "you can tell me anything, you know." He places his hand on your shoulder.

You lift your eyebrows, unsure if he was messing around with you. "I just met you, like yesterday. Why would I-"

"Five days ago, to be exacted." He said in a snarky tone of voice as he interrupted you.

"Fine, you want to know.” You looked away from him because you knew you would start being vulnerable, and you didn't want to see Bucky's reaction or what face he was making. “For the longest time, I've had nightmares back-to-back. But oddly enough, tonight I didn't have any."

"if you don't mind me asking," Bucky takes a big gulp before saying anything. He knew that you were a bit uncomfortable, and he didn't want to push you. "Why do you have nightmares?" "I used to have them constantly because of who I was. It took me time to understand that the winter soldier wasn't me, and jeez, till this day, there would be moments where I doubt myself, but I'm getting better."

Hearing him tell you a little bit of himself made you feel more at ease. You take a big breath before you start telling him why you would have these nightmares. "At a very young age, both of my parents were killed. My brother died as well, trying to protect us. One of the Hydra agents forcefully made me go to one of their camps. I fought for the first couple of months, trying to get out. But eventually, I gave up. I thought they provided me a roof to stay under, and even though they barely fed me, I was somewhat grateful. I could have it worse. They taught me how to fight, how to hold a gun, etc. When I was a teen, I was tortured, starved more than before, and experimented on."

He grabs your hand and tries his best to comfort you. He knew that this was a lot for you to tell him. "They wanted to see if they could make me into a mutant but with every little alternation of genetics. Nothing worked. Even if it did, I didn't want them to know about it. At that point, I just was numb; I didn't want to live anymore. So I let things happen to me. Hoping one day my body just gave up. Till this day, some of those things that they did I don't remember, nor I want to." You take a small pause as you heard yourself. You felt so comfortable telling him about your past.

Your voice started to crack as you thought more about your past. You tried your best not to cry. "After I escaped, I moved to Washington, Nat found me there, and I started to work at SHIELD. Nat was the only person that knew me and helped me get better."

Bucky was unsure how to react to what you had just told him. He had mixed emotions. He didn't know why he felt anger, sadness, grief, and disappointing feelings towards you. But he knew that it took you a lot of courage to tell him all of these things. He sits on the floor next to you and hugs you. The second that he hugged you, you couldn't help but cry. He was the second person to know your story. "I'm sorry, Bucky. I shouldn't have told you. You've been through much worse, and I wish you didn't-"

"Doll, don't apologize. None of this was your fault. I'm glad that you told me. We both didn't deserve anything of that." he held you for a couple of more minutes and let you cry. He wanted to tell you more, that he was glad that you left when you had the chance. That he hated that you were in that position, he wanted to comfort you. He couldn't find the words. So all he did was hold you.

After a couple of minutes, you were grateful that he listened to every word you said. But you were mentally exhausted, and you just wanted to go to bed. You got up and placed the cup on the nightstand, and started to get ready to leave. When Bucky grabs your arm, "stay the night, it's already late enough to walk around." His voice was small and a bit shaky. "You can stay in my bed, and I can sleep on the floor. Please stay."

You agreed to stay the night with him, and he goes to his closet and grabs you some clothes to sleep comfortably. They fit all baggy on you, but you didn't care. You didn't want to sleep uncomfortably. The moment you got out of the bathroom, Bucky chuckled as he looked how big his clothes looked on you. You ended up rolling your eyes.

Bucky laid on the floor next to his bed. As you were closing your eyes, you felt some guilt, so you look to where Bucky was lying. "Buck, come up here." You whispered.

"Nah, I'm comfortable sleeping on the floor." He turns around, facing away from you.

You grab a pillow and throw it to him "well, I'm not. So get your ass up here before I drag you."

"I would like to see you try, Doll." He chuckled. Once again, you threw another pillow at him, accidentally hitting his head. "Fine, I'm going." He grunted.

Lucky enough Bucky had a queen bed. So you had enough room for yourself and him. "One thing, don't invade my bubble, and we won't end up fighting. Okay?"

"Yeah, yeah. Let's go to sleep."

Within minutes you two were in a deep sleep.

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When you two finally arrived at Tony’s Party. Bucky couldn’t help but be curious about what was happening between the two of you.

He couldn’t help it anymore. He decided to ask you, “So, what are we?”

“What do you mean what are we, Bucky?” there was a confused smile on your face.

“yeah, like are we friends, or I don’t know?” he nervously laughed, unsure if he should be asking this.

You laughed a little “Friends is a bit too much. I don’t think we are there yet.” You teased him. You gently punched his arm.

“Are we acquaintances?”

“I like that. We are for sure acquaintances.” You chuckled.

“you think it’s funny, but I can live with that, Doll.” He shrugs his shoulders.

And just like that, two strangers who never planned on caring for one another became the most inseparable pair.

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[nashibirne]

Where The Wild Roses Grow - 5

Where The Wild Roses Grow - An August Walker Story - 5

You can find the previous parts on my masterlist

Here comes the last chapter of my August fic and I'm really a little sad that Auggie's and Fern's journey comes to an end. The smut is kinda tame and vanilla but I hope you agree that this is the way for them this time. I hope it doesn't bore you and I hope you like the ending I chose for them. If so, please leave a comment, reblog or like 💗 Many thanks to @lunedelorient for giving me a sweet little inspirational idea 😘

Pairing: August Walker x OFC (Fern)

Word count: ~ 4.5 k

Summary: Don't screw the crew? This doesn't work for August Walker

Warnings: Fluff, cheesy fluff, smut, Sex, 18+, NSFW, unprotected sex, fingering, angst, soft August

Unbeta'ed! English is not my mother tongue, so please be lenient with me. All mistakes are mine.

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Fern

Oh. Hello there. It's been a while. Where have you been? I see. Okay….You want an update? Well, let me think, it's been four months, right? There's really not so much to tell. I'm still with Lucas, our relationship has grown closer, we're happy I'd say. He is such a nice man and a great partner, I like him a lot and I feel good with him. Safe and sound. 

August? Yeah, August, you can tell by my sigh that things got a little awkward after that kiss, that damn kiss, that was so wonderful and so wrong at the same time. We avoided each other for two weeks after the incident and the silent tension at work drove Peter nuts. He read us the riot act and threatened to pack in his job and leave the company if we don't get our shit together. That opened our eyes and somehow we managed to move on and get back to normal. Strange thing is, we even became closer as friends.

Yes, friends. You say men like August Walker don't have friends? They just surround themselves with people they consider to be useful? Yeah, maybe you're right, but it feels like friendship. It feels real. We talk a lot, about all things under the sun. I know it's hard to believe, but we do and August tries his best to accept and respect my relationship with Lucas. He's never made another move on me since the night at my flat and I appreciate that though the tension between us is still palpable and I'm still yearning for his touch, for his very unique way of touching me, my body and my soul.

He was right about one thing, Lucas doesn't kiss me like August does and neither does he fuck me like him. It's not that he's a bad lover, our sex life is good, but it's not mind blowing, it doesn't shake me to the core, and actually that's a good thing because it means I'm not in danger of getting addicted to it and to get destroyed by him. Maybe it's for the better that I'm about to leave. I'll never be able to push aside my pathetic craving for August as long as he's always around.

What? What I mean by that? I mean what I say. I'm about to leave. London. Walker & Brooks SecTec. August and Peter. Lucas has a new job in Liverpool so he can be closer to his son. He asked me to come with him and I agreed. I got a new job too and we're going to leave London next month. I've just talked to Peter about it. He was flabbergasted when I told him but he understands my motives. I think he knows exactly how I feel about August and that Lucas is the reasonable choice. He met him when we went on a double date. Peter and his girlfriend Celia and Lucas and I went to a concert together the other day and we had a great time. It was funny to see Peter with her. Our beloved rational, reasonable Peter in love like a teenager, gazing at his girlfriend adoringly all the time, anticipating Celia's every wish with boyish joy, it was adorable.

Get to the point, you say? Okay, okay. No. I haven't told August yet. I've tried to but I just couldn't do it. I will of course but not yet. I'm scared of his reaction, scared of my own feelings when I say out loud that I'm going to vanish from his life.

I'm in love with him, huh? I'm making a mistake? I'm leading Lucas on? Heavens, you haven't talked to me in four months and now you show up and have the audacity to judge and accuse me like this? To doubt me? You know what? Fuck. You. Yeah, right. Fuck you. Do you want me to write it down? You have no idea what I've been through. How hard those past months have been. How hard I try to do the right thing. Yes, for fucks sake, I am in love with August, I do love him. I can't change it, it's just the way it is. The moment I let him get in my pants, he got into my heart too. I fell for him and you know what they say, falling in love is hard on the knees. I know he's never gonna love me back. He couldn't and what's even worse he wouldn't. It's just not what he does. He doesn't love, he just fucks around and I can't make myself stop loving him but I can make sensible choices and Lucas is a very sensible choice. I may not love him but I care a lot for him. He can give me a home, a stable relationship and a perfectly normal life. Boring? No. Safe. We can even start a family, I'm not too old to have children and Milo would make a fantastic big brother. And I'm not leading him on. I've never lied to him about my feelings. I haven't even told him I love him and he knows about my affair with August but he still wants me. And now shut up and leave me alone, Lucas will be here every minute for dinner.

****

"Fern, darling, this was delicious." Lucas takes his napkin and wipes the corners of his mouth clean thoroughly after he's had the last bite of his steak. "I'm really looking forward to having dinner together every day in our own little home." He smiles at me and takes my hand. "Have you talked to Peter and August?" 

"To Peter, yes. I told him today." I nod, returning his smile. 

"What about August?"

I shrug. "Not yet…"

"Why not? He needs to know."

"Sure. I'm gonna talk to him tomorrow."

"I don't get why you're so hesitant about telling him."

"I'm not hesitant. I just know that he's not going to like it and that it's going to make things at work...complicated."

Lucas leans back in his chair and looks at me with a frown. "How so?"

I take a deep breath. I don't know how to explain it to him. I hardly understand what I'm afraid of myself. "August hates changes and we work together pretty well, so this is gonna piss him off because it means he has to find someone new."

"Yeah, someone new to fuck."

"Excuse me?" What the heck. Where is this jealous undertone coming from? Lucas has never mentioned this before.

"Come on, Fern. He still wants to fuck you, he's still trying to get in your pants." He crumples the napkin he's holding in his hand and I can tell he's angry. I've never seen him like this before.

"Luke, what are you talking about. He hasn't even tried to touch me in the last weeks. He respects that I'm with you."

Lucas lets out a snort that's half amused and half annoyed. "Respect. Does he even know how to spell it? Men like him don't respect anything. He's just waiting for the right time to make another move on you, hiding his ugly side behind a mask of understanding and...respect." He rolls his eyes with the last word.

"Men like him? Fuck, Lucas.You don't even know him so please stop talking shit." I slam my hand on the table, fuming with anger. 

"I know him much better than you think, Fern." His words are hissed through clenched teeth and I can feel the colour draining from my face. Was August right? Is Lucas some kind of spy?

"No, you don't." I whisper in disbelief.

"Yes, I do. He looked suspicious to me right from the start. I mean what kind of freak follows his assistant on a date, trying to spy on her. And your vague answers about his past and where he's from and such didn't make it much better. And when you told me about your affair I called my father's best friend. He works for the government and has very good connections and I asked him to get some information about August Walker."

I'm shocked by his words. I'm relieved he isn't a spy but I'm not sure if I like the idea of him nosing around in August's private life behind my back better. "You did a background check on him?"

"Yes. That's exactly what I did and please don't try to tell me Agent August Walker didn't do the same with me."

"Ex agent." Is all I'm able to say. I can't believe Lucas did all this without telling me. He laughs and it's a ghastly sound, hard and fake. "Yeah, that's exactly the point. Nobody knows why he quit all of the sudden. Agent Walker retired. That's it. That's all my friend was able to find out and he told me what it means. It means it's top secret and beyond suspicious. Unfortunately his connections are not good enough to contact the CIA to get more answers. The fucking CIA, Fern. He's an ex agent with a sealed record and even as an ordinary teacher I know what that means...he's dangerous and he's gonna drag you into some kind of serious trouble some day. It's inevitable, especially because you got...involved...with him."

"You don't know shit, Lucas. Not about him and apparently not about me if you think I'd let someone drag me into some illegal stuff because that's what you're implying." I'm so angry now, I'm almost yelling at him.

"I'm just trying to protect you, Fern. I love you." He sounds desperate and it's pathetic.

"I don't want your protection and I don't need it either. August would never expose me to any kind of danger."

"You don't know what you need." Now it's him who slams his fist on the table so hard his plate jumps. His eyes are burning with anger. "Do you even realize what I'm giving up for you? I applied for this underpaid job in fucking Liverpool although my ex was already thinking about moving to London with Milo. I've tried everything to make you happy, to be the partner you deserve, who cares about you, who makes you happy and loves you. But instead you're still yearning for this jerk who treated you like some cheap whore, using you whenever he wanted to. You still moan his name at night. Yes, darling, I can hear you talking in your sleep and it's always him you dream about. Him, not me." Lucas lets out a deep breath before he hides his face in his hands. I'm at a loss for words and silence fills the room for a while.

"You said you applied for the job last year, long before we met…" I whisper and he looks at me. "I lied." He shrugs as if it was the most normal thing in the world. "I don't want you to be around him any longer. I want you to love me. Not this smug bastard. Do you understand?"

"I understand." I'm so tired all of the sudden and though my eyes burn my vision is clearer than ever. I sigh and the sadness I feel is obvious to Lucas, I can see in his eyes that he knows what's coming. "I do, Luke, but unfortunately it's not going to happen. I'm so sorry but I guess we have to face the truth, I've tried to ignore it long enough. I care for you, I really do and you have been nothing but kind and understanding and I get why you nosed around but I have to be honest with you. I don't love you and it breaks my heart to say this, but I never will…" I sob because the realization of the cruel truth hits me hard and I know I'm hurting Lucas.

"I see." His voice is tense. "So I'm right. You love him?"

I nod. "I wish you were wrong, Luke. I wish I could love you…"

"Then come with me to Liverpool, Fern. We can work this out. When he's no longer around you can learn to…"

"No." I cut in, shaking my head. "No. I can't. I know this now. It's over, Lucas."

****

August

She's going to leave with Lucas. Peter told me an hour ago but I still can't believe it, it can't be true. I feel like my world is crumbling to dust because of this asshole. This decent, proper, boring, average moron. It was hard enough to process that a bore like him was the reason that Fern ended our affair but now he's taking her away from me? To Liverpool? How can this be true? How can she want this?

Yeah, shut the fuck up, okay? I know it's my fault. I know I wasted the chance to show her that I care for her the night I kissed her. And yes, I do admit that I have feelings for her, strong feelings I've never had before. And it sucks because it hurts, it hurts as fuck.

I take a deep breath and exhale slowly, this should help me to calm down. I need to calm down before I do something I'm going to regret, before I go to Lucas' place and beat this jerk to pulp. I close my eyes and it works, I slowly get my brain to function again, my heart rate goes back to normal. Inhale. Exhale. Relax. Just relax. I listen to the radio. A soothing instrumental track is playing. Good. Very Good. What's next? Country music. Well, if it distracts me it's fine. But wait, what's that guy singing about?

Somebody's got her in their shirt

Somebody's textin' her at work

Somebody's got a picture on their dash

Somebody's drinkin' whiskey with her dad

She's lettin' some lucky someone see

That knock-you-dead dress hit the floor

She found the one and it's killin' me

'Cause that ain't me no more, yeah

Is the universe kidding me? Stop laughing, okay? That's not funny. Karma? Fuck karma. I grab the little speaker on my desk and throw it at the wall with all my power. It shatters into fragments with a loud thud. "Shut up. Shut the fuck up." I hear myself yell and I wonder if I'm slowly losing my mind.

"August, what the hell?" Peter comes storming into my room and looks at the destroyed speaker first and then at me, completely flabbergasted. I sink down on my desk chair.

"I'm fine."

"Yeah, of course you are." He shakes his head in disbelief, a sarcastic smile on his lips. "You just didn't like the song they were playing, I guess."

"Exactly."

Peter laughs and sits down in the chair in front of my desk. "Why don't you go and talk to her?"

"Why would I?" I cross my arms and turn my eyes towards the ceiling.

"Do you really want to let her go? With this bloody dullard? Without fighting for her?"

I sit up straight, staring at Peter. "I thought you'd like him?"

"He's alright but he's gonna bore Fern to death. She belongs here, August. She belongs with you. You know it, I know it, she knows it. But she still wants to leave."

"See. So where's the point in talking to her. She didn't even deem it necessary to tell me she's going away with him face-to-face."

"Yeah. Wanna know what I think?" I just shrug, he's going to tell me anyway. "I think she's scared to tell you because she's afraid you might convince her to stay and that you're going to break her heart."

I pout my lips and scratch the back of my head. "Are you saying she has feelings for me?" Peter rolls his eyes, obviously unnerved. "Good god, August. Are you blind? Of course and I guess that's why she's with Lucas in the first place. To prevent herself from falling for you completely."

Could this be true? It could? You really think so? I'm not sure if you're trustworthy, I don't even get why you keep on talking to me. But I trust Peter. He knows love, he rubs it in our face every day by gushing over his new girlfriend.

"Talk to her, August. Even if she's going to leave she should know that you love her too."

"I don't…" I bite my tongue. I don't? I'm not so sure anymore. My feelings for her are real, they are deep, but is it love that I'm feeling? You say yes, it is? Maybe you're right. I get up and take my phone and my keys. I nod at Peter. "Thanks, Pete. I think I know what to do now."

****

When I knock on her door half an hour later there's no answer. I knock again and now the door flies open and Fern stares at me, anger visibly showing on her pretty face. "August." She's surprised to see me and strangely relieved, her expression softens immediately. "What are you doing here?" She looks at me with knitted brows and can't help but remember the last time I showed up at her place without a warning. "We need to talk." She nods slowly with a soft sigh and steps aside. "I know." I enter the room and sit down on her couch, she takes the armchair opposite of me. "So he's told you." She says, looking at me. I nod. "I could hardly believe it when I heard the news. I had to come and get it straight from you. Peter said you were leaving…"

"August, I…"

"No, Fern, please. You have no idea how hard this is for me, so please, let me talk and just for once...try not to interrupt me, okay?" I manage to give her a smile and a wink and she bobs her head in agreement, smiling back at me. I inhale audibly and go on with what I have to say. "Pete...he told me you're going to Liverpool with Lucas and from the look upon your face I see it's true." She opens her mouth to say something but I just shake my head and she keeps silent. I swallow hard, I haven't expected this to be so difficult, so emotional. It's so silly, I even feel tears well up in my eyes. What the fuck is happening to me? I'm turning into a pussy.

Oh, really? This is normal when you love somebody? To be so emotional? Well, if you say so...it may be normal but it's nothing I'm used to. I'm not vulnerable. I sigh and rub my eyes. "Sorry, Fern. I didn't come here to break down. It's just...it feels like something's coming to an end. I don't blame you, I know it's my fault." I raise my head and look her in the eyes. They're filled with emotions but I can't really read them so I just take her hand and go on. "It was my fault all along, but there is that question running around in my mind and I can't think straight, I...I need you to tell me...how am I supposed to live without you, Fern? How am I supposed to carry on when all that I've been living for is gone?"

My heart clenches and the turmoil within me is overwhelming. I clench my teeth and my jaw is working hard to keep the tears at bay. When I dare to look at Fern I see that she's crying softly. Fuck. I didn't mean to make her sad. To my big surprise she smiles at me and squeezes my hand, stroking my skin with her thumb. She laughs lightly through a heart-rending sob. "You don't have to, August."

I stare at her. "What do you mean?" "You don't have to live without me. I'm not leaving. I broke up with Lucas an hour ago. I'm not going anywhere. Not without you." Her voice is barely a whisper and when I realize what she has just said I get on my knees. I kneel in front of her, burying my face in her lap and I'm not ashamed to cry anymore because the tears I'm shedding are tears of relief, of joy. "August…" She presses a kiss on my head and I look up at her. She's so beautiful, it takes my breath away. I cup her face with my hands and kiss her gently, carefully, lovingly. She returns the kiss and it's the most tender and intimate moment we've ever shared. I pull away reluctantly after a while. There's still some things I have to say. 

"You know what, pretty? You are like a wild rose, Fern. You are special and beautiful and so delicate, I'm afraid I might crush you with my strength and my harshness, but you are so incredibly strong too and you have all these thorns and I'm scared that you will hurt me, my heart, my soul…nevertheless, I'm willing to give it a try. I can't promise you anything though. I can't tell you I love right now because to be honest, I don't really know what love is. I've never experienced it before, but I want you to show me, I want you to show me what love is. You and no one else."

She gives me a kiss and the most loving smile, that makes my heart jump with joy. "I'd love to show you, August. I...even if you can't tell me now, I can. I love you and I'm not going to hurt you. I just need you to trust me, okay?"

I nod, still a little overwhelmed by all these feelings that flood me now that I allow it. "I do trust you, Fern and I want you to know that you can trust me too. I know I'm a bad man,..."

"You're not a bad man." She denies my words heatedly. "John Lark was a bad man but he died in the fight with Ethan. Maybe Agent Walker was a bad man but he retired. August Walker, CEO of Walker & Brooks SecTec isn't a bad man, I know this for sure. He's a good man. He's my man."

Fern & August

Fern pulls August into a tight hug before they kiss again, passionately this time. August grabs Fern carefully by her waist and drags her off the chair into his arms. They're lying on the soft carpet now, making out like never before. August's kisses are so tender, sensual and intense it drives Fern crazy. She moans into his mouth and it turns him on, the growing bulge in his pants shows it. He turns her on her back and smiles at her before he starts to undress her slowly, enjoying every second of it. After stripping off her panties he looks at her and he's stunned by the thought that this is the first time he sees her completely naked. "Look at you, pretty. You're gorgeous...and so sexy."

He smirks and he gets up slowly. "Where are you going?" There's a hint of doubt in Fern's voice but it vanishes the moment he gives her a sincere smile. "I'm not going anywhere, I just gotta get rid of my clothes." She bites her lip and it's not hard to tell that after the many times August fucked her fully dressed she can't wait to see him naked. He begins with his shirt that soon flies into the corner of the room followed by the undershirt he's wearing. Now he pulls down his trousers and steps out of them. He takes off his socks and finally his briefs. Fern smiles at him, admiring his toned body with the broad shoulders, the strong thighs and all that sexy body hair. "Wow, this was worth the wait." August smirks. "You like what you see, pretty?" "I do. Now come here." She reaches out to him and he plops down beside her. They kiss again and start to explore their naked bodies with their hands and mouths as if it was their first time together. Maybe because it's the first time they're intimate with each other. They're not just going to fuck tonight, they're going to sleep with each other, they desperately want to make love.

"August…" Fern's moans are getting louder when he touches her pussy. He strokes her slowly without any haste, rubbing her clit tenderly with his thumb while he fingers her, brushing his digits against her G-spot. She thrust her hips and he penetrates her deeper, he knows she's close and he kisses her again with so much desire it turns Fern on even more. She's a panting mess and August loves that he's the one who makes her feel this way. "I'm close." "Come for me, pretty." He demands and she obeys. Some things don't change and it's a relief for him to know that he can still be the one who's in control. Ferns orgasm is intense, her moans turn into little cries of lust and her whole body convulses when she comes undone.

August kisses her through her high and when she starts to relax he climbs on top of her, between her legs. He enters her slowly, enjoying the feeling of her tight pussy stretching around him. When he's inside of her with his whole, impressive length he kisses her, thrusting slowly. He rolls his hips in a very intense and sensual rhythm and he loves that he's able to look at her, to lock eyes with her while he slowly fucks her. It's incredible what he's able to read on her face, all the lust, the desire, the passion she feels, her love for him. He keeps on moving and picks up speed. "Fern, my beautiful Fern…" he whispers softly, wheezing and panting. When they share another hot kiss he cums deep inside of her. He lifts his head and closes his eyes, letting out a feral groan, whispering her name again and again til he has given her all he has to give, til he collapses on her body.

She runs her fingers through his hair, pressing sweet little kisses on his shoulder. He rolls off her and she cuddles up against his sweating body. "I don't know much about all this, pretty, about love and intimacy and relationships but I know that you make me happy." He kisses her and she hugs him tightly. "You make me happy too, August, and that's a perfect start to what's still to come. I'll show you love if you let me."

"I will." He runs his thumb across her face with so much tenderness, it makes Fern shiver. "I can't wait to explore this feeling with you. With you and only you. Just you and me, til the end of time"

The End

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Author's note: A big part of this was inspired by Michael Bolton's "How Am I Supposed to Live Without You", I even used some lines of the lyrics in the part where August talks to Fern. Maybe you can spot them.

The song playing on the Radio is this one:

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1) How many complete fics/oneshots do you have but haven’t published yet? Like 4 at the moment ahhh but I have so many work in progresses! And constant ideas. They do not stop.

2) How many WIPs do you have? I think 4 WIPs? I honestly have no idea because I'll start writing, come back to it while I start another and they build up

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Safe And Happy (One Shot)

Pairing: Henry Cavill x Female Reader (Barbara)

Warning: Language. Fluff. Minor Injury. Zombie Apocalypse. Gun shot. Persecution. Please, say if I miss something.

Author's Note: My second fanfic, YAY! Henry is not a celebrity in this fanfic. Duh! It's a zombie apocalypse so it's kinda obvious but I wanted to say it anyway. Hope you guys enjoy it and reblog if you do. I'm all ears to feedback!

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Summary: The world is a dangerous place now, but in the arms of the man she loves, she always finds security.

Barbara's P.O.V

Shit. I miss when the world used to be good. It was never perfect but no doubt it were way better than now.

An zombie apocalypse, who could have imagined that this could actually happen? Who knew that one day I would be armed, with a "beautiful" wound on my leg, hiding in an abandoned store, running away from a horde of about fifty zombies, crazy and thirsty for some human flesh.

I got hurt entering here, there was a piece of wood that grazed my leg, but luckily I had some bandage on the bag, I tied it to my leg to stop the blood. I looked at my leg and sighed, frustrated with myself.

"What the fuck dressing did you do, huh? My man is going to be pissed"

I live with my boyfriend, well husband, wasn't exactly official but we are together, he's amazing with dressings, but of course, I never pay attention when he tried to explain it to me. I'm hiding, trying to calm my breathing and think of a new plan, I don't know if I'll be able to run with my leg like that, but I think partially, it's really my fault. I'm often on those situations, I have my skills but I might not be the best, I still remember when I meet my boyfriend, on this type of shit cliche situation, today I don't complain for being dumb back there..

We met a year ago, I was running away.. again. I remember going into a dead end street, my gun had only two bullets left, I managed to kill some of those brain eaters, but I had about ten still behind me. I was already out of breath and couldn't think of anything else.

It was all very fast, suddenly my hero appeared, super skilled, I can't say where he came from but he managed to cut the heads of some of them, cut one in half, he stopped in front of me and fired with a super powerful machine gun, spilling a little blood and a disgusting substance on both of us.

"Hey are you alright, princess?"

He spoke to me after all those butchers fell dead. I was in shock but in seconds, I regained consciousness and was able to notice the man in front of me.

Broad back, fair skin, incredibly neat curly hair, a sharp jawline that could cut my soul, kissable lips.. a beautiful ax, a weapons in the waistband and at least two powerful shotguns in the back. The sun was setting and the light reflected in his eyes. The brightest blue eyes I had ever seen. There was a small brown part in one of them, I had heard about cases of heterochromia, but it was the first time that I saw it right in front of me.

"Your eyes are so beautiful.."

He laughed softly and a little shy. The sweetest laugh I've heard. Oh God, he's so wonderful, I think I died and went to heaven and that angel came to receive me. Maybe I'm not too unlucky after all.. wait, what did I just said? Oh fuck, what a good way of cause a first impression. First you almost die then act like a dumb ass needy teen. I rolled my eyes realizing what I done and he touched my arm.

"Thank you, you're beautiful too.. but are you hurt? What are you doing all by yourself?"

I nodded looking down and blushing red like a tomato.

"Huh I'm fine. I was searching for a place to stay. I heard on radio there was a small group of survivors around here. I'm always alone, so I decided to look for it but I obviously didn't payed attention on the munition I had before risking my butt."

He giggled and soft touched my cheek, wiping away some of the dirty. Gosh, I'm not going to handle and he's not making it easy..

"So it's your lucky day, pretty girl. I am from that group of survivors. They always told me to go round and look for possible new survivors."

I looked at him frowning.

"Now it's my time to ask. All by yourself? Why?"

And he smirked, looking like a made a silly question. Your hot bastard.

"I'm a prepared person. Not bragging but I always check my munition"

Touchee. I crossed my arms looking at him, trying to keep my posture but I was really melting inside.

We heard a loud noise, making us concerned. He grabbed my hand and started walking.

"It doesn't seem far, we must walk. Let's go"

"Where are you taking me? I.. I don't even know your name?"

I stopped moving and he stopped looking a little mad then he sighed.

"I will take you to our shelter. I saved you, you can trust me. We both need a bath and some rest.. and I'm Henry."

He said smiling and I nodded starting to walk by his side.

That day, he took me to the survivors. There were at least four people, some couples and children, all of whom welcomed me very well. But despite that, I thought about leaving the next day, I was always alone and until then, it was how I wanted to be and I would be like this today, if Henry hadn't insisted that I stay. I said I would stay for some days but during that, he convinced me to stay for more weeks and when I realized, we were closer than ever. Actually, those days made me found love. One of the guys of the shelter was a priest before the world was destroyed, Henry and I decided to get married and so it happened. Simple but a beautiful ceremony.

After a few years, we both decided to leave, maybe it was not a smart idea in the current situation, but we were certain of it, so we did. It was difficult, at first from hiding to hiding, sleeping on uncomfortable places, sometimes without enough food for both, we almost died a few times but together, yes, we were unbeatable. But finally, we got a place, safe enough to call home.

Henry's P.O.V

One hour left. I trust her, she's a little clumsy but my girl knows what to do, I taught her some tricks when we met but still, my heart is desperate. Today I received a radio message, it was Stuart, a partner, we have known each other since I was part of a group of survivors, he provided us with food, ammunition and weapons from time to time, even now that I am no longer part of the group, he's a great friend. I always went to get it, alone, I didn't want to risk seeing my Barbara hurt. But today, Stuart said he couldn't come, because of some injuries, so I would have to go, but Barbara decided that her chance to do it this time.

"Barbara.. baby, you don't have to.."

I remember I said trying don't sound like I was doubting her capacities.

"Well on my mind, I do need. You always do that, I feel useless, I'm no princess in danger, i can do that"

I got closer touching her back while she packed her bag with "travel" supplies. She looked at me, touched my face and smiled. I love this smile.

"I'll be alright, I know that area is dangerous but you know I know the way and I had a good survivor teacher"

She said and wrapped her arms around my neck and I hugged her feeling defeated. She never had to say much to convince me of anything. I know she was feeling bad about me doing the hard work and I think she deserves a chance. I need to show I really trust her.

"I will be counting the seconds.."

I sighed and she smiled widely packing my lips many times. She grabbed her bag, her gun and went through the door but before leaving she looked at me one last time.

"I love you"

We both said at same time, making our hearts beat at same rhythm.

She gonna be alright, I know.. at least I hope.

Barbara's P.O.V

I heard a small noise that made me wake up. I dozed off for a while when I expected the horde to calm down and preferably leave. I got up and checked outside by one of the windows. Empty. Thank God. My leg didn't hurt so much anymore, but the fact that the street was clean was a relief to m. I wouldn't have to run, just be careful.

I opened my bag and ate a chocolate bar. Stuart wasn't lying when he said that had good things this time, I got things I hadn't ete in years. I left the store quickly after eating and started walking my way back home.

I was almost closer, I smiled seeing my home. Finally, safe house. when I got on the home's street, had three zombies, between me and my house. Great.

I tried to carefully pass behind them, I was almost there, but again, I didn't pay enough attention, I tripped over something and fell to the floor, over my injured leg, I couldn't contain the scream. They heard and were already walking towards me. F U C K M E.

I looked at my house. It's not so far, I can do it. I ran, fast as I could, my leg was hurting a lot, the bandage already red with my blood but I did it. I could climb the special secret passage through the wall and done. I layed in the grass for a second trying to recover my breath, closing my eyes, finally feeling safe then something fell on top of me. I got scared until I could open my eyes. A beast. A fluffy beast.

"Hey Kal, you scared me baby"

I hugged the big black and white American Akita. It's mine and Henry's dog, our loyal companion, our dog son. We found him on our away to find a new safe place, he were a little injured on the front paws. Of course we felt in love with him and took care of him, we had to keep him and we did.

I petted him a little more before getting up.

"Alright, mommy needs a good break now. Promise to play later. Where's daddy? He had a heart attack?"

Oh he will when see my situation. I walked to inside our house and pulled the food supplies on the kitchen. I was focused until I hear the shower on bathroom upstairs. I smiled.

"What a good way of relax, huh?"

I walked upstairs, taking off my clothes though the way. When I opened the bathrooms door, I was fully naked. Oh that vision. My man, all naked.. that furry defined abs, those strong muscles.. that round booty.. and that big veiny dick, shit, even soft he's huge.. I'm so freaking lucky.

I licked my lips and tried to close the door softly but i ended up making noises.

"Thought I had told you need to be stealthy"

When I turned around, he was looking at me, with those gorgeous eyes that left me speachless since first time. Then he's face changed to worried and I realized he were looking at my wounded leg.

"Barbara, what the fuck just happened?"

I rolled my eyes then got into the shower with him. Before he could say something, I kissed him softly. He kissed me back of some type of way that I could feel how worried he were. Was a intense kiss, our tongues battling against each other, oxygen wasn't this necessary for us at this point. He quickly grabbed me tight and gave me a little boost then I had my legs wrapped around his waist. We ended our kisses with soft pecks and smiles. I looked at him. He had one hand around my back and another softly rubbing closer my wound.

"Hey are you alright, princess?"

I smiled way more with his soft voice and nodded.

"Yes, now I'm safe and happy"

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[miss-dr-reid]

This is calm, and it's, Doctor #7

Being in Spencer's arms felt amazing. It was so warm and comforting. I was the slightest bit tipsy and very happy to accept his embrace for support. With my head on his chest, his heartbeat filled my ears and echoed through my head. So rhythmic and strong.

"I think you should go to bed, Y/N. It's getting awfully late and considering you napped earlier, I bet you're exhausted." his voice soft, caring and smooth. music to my ears. I hummed into his chest in response, not really listening to what he had said. "At least come sit on the lounge." he coaxed, starting towards my earlier napping spot.

He sat down and I followed. I didn't feel very tired, but he was right about earlier, when I had fallen asleep. I grabbed the throw cushion, shoved it on the lounge, laid my head on it and curled my legs up, burying my feet behind Spencer's back a little. His body scooched forward a touch, but settled back once my feet has stopped moving.

I had closed my eyes, just laying there, hearing the music quietly in the background. Spencer leaned back to grab the book off the table behind him. he sat there silently reading and I drifted off to sleep.

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My eyelids were heavy as I yawned. I stretched my legs out, my feet touched the arms of the lounge,

'No Spencer.' I thought as I peaked over through half-opened eyes. The blanket that I was covered in smelt and felt amazing. IT was like being cuddled by a fuzzy Spencer. As I was waking and moving, I took the blanket off as my body started heating up.

I sat up and rubbed m eyes before stretching my arms and back, letting out a groan of pleasure as my back started popping. I stood up and dragged myself to the toilet. After finishing up, I looked in the mirror, the small amount of make-up I did have on was gone and my hair was a little frizzy from sleeping on the lounge. I shrugged my shoulders at my reflection, who returned the gesture and headed back out to the loungeroom.

Looking over to the lounge, hoping to see Spencer, I was startled.

"Good Morning," I jumped a bit, surprised by the perk in his voice, "Did you sleep okay?"

"Oh, yeah. surprisingly comfy lounge you have," I commented, nodding towards to lounge, "Were you there the whole time?"

"Yup. Let's just say, your back needs fixing." he laughed and passed me a cup of coffee. I took a sip, finding the coffee to be perfect.

"Wow, Spence, this is amazing!" I said, taking a big gulp before placing the mug down on the bench.

"I'm glad you like it. I remembered your order from the other day and thought I'd give it a go." He said, pressing his lips together in a smile, seeming very happy with himself.

We kept talking, while sipping our coffees. I asked him about the place and all the books. he continued to list off a few of his favourites. It was adorable to watch how excited he got about his favourite things. Seeing his face light up as he spoke.

I could watch him all day. the way his hair bounces as he gestures and turns his head. The dimples in his cheeks that pop in and out as he smile and talks. I found myself getting lost in thought as his words turned into a mush of syllables.

Suddenly, his phone rang. he looked at me and out his fingers over his lips in a 'sh' motion.

"Hey Morgan!" he chimed, "Oh, yeah. well, that would be great." /he looked at me, "Yeah ask her! I'd love to hang out with you guys. Just let me know." He said cheerily, hanging up.

I raised my eyebrows at him.

"Where's your phone." he stated, rather than asked. I turned around as I heard it vibrate on the coffee table. I ran over and picked it up, the name -Derek- displayed on the screen. I looked at Spencer and pulled my eyebrows cooked at him, he just shrugged and sipped his coffee.

"Hey Derek!" I greeted.

"Hey, Y/N, do you wanna hang out with me and Pretty Boy today?" he called, using the nickname that he gave Spencer.

"Yeah, sure. What did you have in mind?"

"I was thinking, lunch, ice-cream, beach."

"Sounds like a date, Mr. Morgan, are you sure you want me there, I don't want to be interrupting on you and Spencer!" I poked my tongue out at Spencer, who just pulled a confused face at me.

"Don't you worry, you won't be. Plus, he said he'd <i>love<i> to hang out with you." I could feel the smirk on Derek's face as he spoke.

"He'd love to hangout with me, you say? well sure, count me in. Meet me in the coffee shop where this all started at twelve!" I hung up before he could respond.

I looked over at Spencer who was both confused and amused after listening to the conversation I just had.

"Well, I guess I better head off, go back to mine and get ready for the day...." I started walking towards his room where I had changed clothes yesterday.

"Your clothes are right next to the door!" he calls after me as I turn into his room.

I didn't want to take off the clothes he had lent me. Even though the trackies were wayyyy too long, even still as I had them up above my waist. It comforted me to know that he liked me enough to lend me some of his stuff to borrow - even if it was only for the night.

I took off the clothes, roughly folded them and laid them on a corner of his bed. I started putting my own clothes back on and looked up into the mirror, my mind suddenly going crazy.

'What would happen if he walked in right now and saw me practically naked? Would it be awkward? yes - of course it would be awkward.' I had to cut off my own thoughts. I quickly finished getting changed and headed back out to the lounge room.

I joined Spencer on the lounge, who was sitting reading a book.

"Thank you for having me over last night, I really appreciate it. I'm gonna go. Do you want me to pick you up on my way back?" I asked, trying not to intrude on his reading.

"That's okay. The coffee shop is only a few blocks from here, I can walk. Thank you though." He said, pressing his lips in to a smile as he looked up at me.

I said good bye, got up and walked toward the door. I was stopped right as I was about to open the door.

"Y/N!" his voice was very close, I turned around and he was right there. Suddenly, his arms were wrapping around me.

I was surprised, to say the least. He never touches anyone, let alone initiates the touching. I wrapped my arms around him immediately and squeezed a little.

"I'll see you soon." He said, smiling down at me, reaching behind me to open the door.

I walked out, waving goodbye.

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