#this is being scheduled in case I don’t come back

[kyunzin]

𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲

✰ characters ✰ 𝐘. 𝐄𝐫𝐞𝐧

✰ summary ✰ don’t say things you don’t mean, unless you do mean them. in that case eren can fulfil all your requests (f!reader)

✰ tags/warnings ✰ nsfw, ex!eren, alcohol use, degradation, spanking, daddy kink, cum eating, squirting. praise kink, overstimulation, pussy licking

✰ kyun’s note ✰ it’s been long overdue, two long fics in a row is tough gang dont do this at home. also sorry for any spelling mistakes i am sleep derived

it was definitely a good idea to go out with the girls

it was probably a bad idea to not send eren home with all the drinks you had earlier clouding your judgment

it was absolutely going to hurt in the morning but that is the last thing that's on your mind right now it will be a problem for later

you and eren had gotten together in high school and stayed together for the duration of high school. the both of you being fairly well known though he was more popular than you were.

the both of you had different passions and wanted to peruse different careers. him wanting to play basketball professionally and you didn’t really want to have a boring 9-5 either so you chose to be an influencer.

you both supported each other and both of you became very successful in what you did. eren signing with a good team and you having nearly up to a million followers. you made sure to go to every one of his games and he would be sure to mention you on his socials and even point to you at games.

the two of you even had a child together who both of your fans adored. you had him early in both of your careers and had enough money to support him growing up, the two of you thought that you would be able to live the rest of your lives as a family.

that was until about 4 years later when eren’s schedule became to hectic and he spent more time practicing and being out of the country for games to even be home with you, there was a gradual build up to that which you thought you could get through but in the end you realised it was too much for you and he accepted that.

in the end the both of you decided to spilt apart as is was just too much on you. both of your fan bases were sad to see their favourite couple break apart but you assured them that it was mutual and the two of you ended on good terms, deep down you still loved him but you let him go knowing it was for the better.

eren always made sure to send money to support both him and you even though you told him that he didnt need to send you money as well. he also did regular calls to check in to see how the both of you were doing, and when he was back in the country he made sure to see you if he could spending time with his son and even you.

you know he loved his son from the way he would always get souvenirs from countries when he was out and even got some jerseys from his sons favourite players even if he did pout complaining because he wasn’t his favourite.

this went on for about a year and it worked really well for the three of you, your sons fifth birthday passed with eren doing his all to be there buying him an expensive gift that your son absolutely loved. eren had lately had been spending more time over due to the season, there not being a lot of games and you decided you wanted to go out since it had been a while.

eren has said he would take care of your son while you went out with your friends saying that you deserved the time to have fun. he took your son over to his house so that you could get ready in peace telling you he would keep him for the weekend so you could relax.

once the both of them had left the house you called both sasha and mikasa telling them the plans and they decided to come over to help you get ready. they arrived soon with their things and the three of you started to get ready.

you had your hair and make up done all that was left was your outfit. you had no idea what to wear as it had been a long time since you had gotten dressed up like this, the girls made their way to you closet and started picking through your stuff looking for something for you to wear.

being pregnant had made big changes to you body which left you feeling less than confident after your giving birth but as the years went by some changes left and some stayed. for one your tits and ass filled out as well as you hips getting wider giving you a near hourglass figure.

you were pretty self conscious about your body but everyone around you encouraged you to embrace your new body as they said it made you look sexy and you believed them, looking at yourself differently you loved your new self.

the girls had picked out a dress you don’t even remember buying. a long-sleeve red dress that stopped just under you ass with red cross slits trailing down the side exposing some skin. you paired it with a classic set of black heels and a red bag to match.

the other two were also ready when you had finished getting dressed so you made sure you had everything you needed and sasha drove you to the club blasting music all the way there.

you got into the flub with no problem all of you being over the required age and the three of you went to get drinks to start your night off, weaving your way through the bustling crowd and over to the bar where you all order your first round of drinks keeping you tab open just in case you want to get more.

you and mikasa take a few more shots sasha only having a few being your designated driver for the night not that she really needed any as she would be asked to have just as much fun either way. after you finished your drinks the three of you moved over into the dancing crowd losing yourselves to the music.

you swung your body to the beat of the music sasha in front and mikasa behind you, your as shaking with every sway of your hips. you could tell that many men wanted to join you but you could see both of the girls pushing the away as they know about your lingering feelings for eren.

the song changes and you recognise it as ‘mad at me by sexxy red’ realising that you know the lyrics and you start singing it along with the others in the room, knowing it lyric for lyric shaking your ass to the beat people around you dancing to the music.

when the next line come on you shout it out like there's no tomorrow “fuck me like you mad at me baby, I need a freak to drive me crazy!” and you sing the rest of the song with the same passion until it finishes and you’re out of breath.

the next song plays and you feel all the energy you had from before now depleted and decide to go pay for your last drink of the night leaving sasha and mikasa on the dance floor.

it didn’t take long for you to reach the bar and pay but on your way back to the girls some one stopped you trying to pull you for a dance. but you quickly pushed them away not in the mood walking to your friends even faster.

you get to the girls in record speed in no time though all the remaining energy you had no completed, the girls notice this and decide it’s time for you all to go home.

you drip mikasa home first knowing she has to go to bed for work in the morning. and then sahsa takes you back to your house with you dozing off on the way back. you didn’t even realise that you had faleen asleep until you felt sasha gently shake you awake.

thanking her for the ride home you wish her a safe journey back walking up to your front door, stumbling on the short walk due to the alcohol still flowing in your system. checking the time to see that it was almost past midnight and you know that your son should have gone to bed ages ago feeling bad that you couldn’t tell him goodnight.

when you walk in it takes a while for your eyes to adjust to the light which you were sure you turned off when you left, squinting only to see a figure sitting on the couch. you take off your heels setting them to the side and look up to see the figure still there.

once your eyes get accustomed to the light you realise that’s it’s eren sitting there who has been sitting there staring up at you since you walked in, and you think maybe you’re just hallucinating from the alcohol in your system but upon further inspection you realise that he’s actually there.

“eren? what are you doing here? where’s my baby?”

for a second he doesn’t say anything and just eyes you up but then he speaks up.

“c’mere here baby”

the space between you brows crease at the pet name but you move towards him nonetheless, coming to stand up in from of him looking down at him.

“I dropped him off at my mums place, don’t worry about him for now”

he gently pulls you down to straddle you making your dress ride up a little bit, leaving the two of you face to face. you don’t instantly question his actions but your face conveys your confusion, but instead of saying anything he just sits there rubbing slowly up and down your thighs spread over him.

“what’s going on, is something wrong?”

but instead of answering your question he laughs and pulls out his phone swiping though as if looking for something.

“how about you tell me what this is about first”

you’re confused at first but then once the video starts playing your eyes widen in shock. it’s a video of you in the club singing to “mad at me” shouting the lyrics to the song.

“wanna explain this to me”

he’s still smiling as he says it and you know there's no way to get out of this. there's no possible excuse he would believe after seeing that, which brings up the question of where he got it from.

“who took this video and how do you have it”

he turns off his phone slipping it back into his joggers the action causing you to shift in too of him, your hands coming to rest on his shoulders as to not fall off him.

“it was posted online and someone sent it to me, and don't try change the subject. what’s this about you wanting to fuck. if you wanted some dick all you had to do was say so princess. you know i never say no to you baby”

in truth it had been a while since you were active, though it was mainly because of your lack of time due to taking care of you son as well as working.

part of it had to do with the fact that no dock would be able to compare to eren's. the way he would fuck you was to good for you to ever try it with anyone else.

you had kind of missed this intimate part of your relationship, you knew eren wasn’t the type of guy to sleep around and you are sure if he did you would have found out by now and you didn’t want to seem to desperate by asking him about his life without you as you respected his privacy as he did yours.

“why you silent for pretty, aint got nothing to say or did you really mean what you said. what was it again, you wanted me to fuck you like I was mad at you cause I can do that baby if it’s what you want, do you want that?”

as you contemplate your answer you notice his hands don’t stop but smile drops a serious look falls over his face. he probably knows that your drunk and no os giving you a way out of this.

knowing him if you said no he would step back and act as if it didn’t happen. the thing is that you do want this to happen, maybe it’s the alcohol or the fact that you’re just really pent up and horny but you don’t see a reason to decline his offer.

you nod your head to agree but he doesn’t seem satisfied with that hands stopping to grip at your thighs squeezing them lightly.

“no princess, I need words. you say yes we continue. say no and I’ll take you to bed and go back home, answer me properly”

knowing this is your last chance to back out you appreciate his efforts in order to confirm your consent and it just gives you even more reason to say yes, knowing that he’s being respectful even though he couldn’t have done what he wanted knowing you have no way of defending yourself in this state.

“yes eren, I want this. I want you. fuck me please, i need you“

you hardly have time to register what’s happening before he’s lifting you up and making his way to your old shared bedroom. you wrap you legs around his firm torso and cling onto him tighter, even though you know that there no way he will drop you.

“only since you asked me so nicely, I’ll give you what you need don’t worry baby”

the two of you reach the bed room in record speed and eren gently sets you down on the edge of the bed kneeling down in front of you both of his hands still on the side of your thighs looking up at you with a mischievous grin.

his mouth latches onto you barely clothed sex sucking on your clit in a way that has you gasping out in ecstasy. it’s no lie to say that eren knows every inch of your body inside and out. he knows all the things that make you squirm and scream. where to touch and lick as well as h to e spots indie you that make your arch into his touch.

he moves on from sucking on your clit like a mad man thirsting for water and moves down to you dripping whole, sinking his tongue into your tight heat that hadn’t had any attention for a while. not that there weren’t a few visits from your bullet vibrator it just couldn’t make you cum the way you did when eren would fuck you.

“fuck, she really missed me didn’t she ma?”

the way he’s talking to your pussy has you rolling your eyes, but they then roll for a different reason as he adds one finger teasing his way inside of you alongside his hot tongue. “oh fuck, ‘ren don’t stop please” your hand reaches for his head gripping his hair causing it to fall loose as you pull his face further into your cunt.

both his tongue and fingers pistoling into you at a harsh pace so he not surprised when you end up cumming into his mouth as he starts to suck on your clit. he doesn’t stop scissoring his fingers inside you until you stop cumming and your moans die out, though your legs still tremble slightly due to the force of your orgasm.

“we aint done yet princess, you said you wanted to be fucked right and that’s what you’ll get. flip over”

you may be a bit drunk but that doesn’t stop you from turning over at the speed of light making you a bit lightheaded but you do regret it as you miss when eren pulls of his top and steps out his trousers and boxers, kneeling back behind you slapping his cock against your ass cheeks.

“you ready for me baby?”

he watches as you nod your head eagerly and lines his cock up with your pussy sliding in with predicted ease, filling out all the way to the hilt. both of you let out moans of pleasure “fuck- I missed you” you’re not sure if he’s talking to you or your pussy but you’re to full and stretched out to care. it would be an understatement to say that you also missed the fill of his cock. it was more like the longer you were apart the more you craved to feel him.

he was feeling sympathetic knowing that it had been a while since you had fuck him, or anyone for that matter, but when you start to rock back into him letting out small mewls of pleasure he decides not to hold back. “such a desperate whore, you cant wait to fuck yourself on my cock huh?” his words are accompanied by a hard slap to your ass causing your movements to stagger with a loud moan of “f-fuck, you’re taking too long”

he lets you move as you please for a few more moments before growing impatient and gripping your waist slamming his hips into yours. “d-daddy- fuckk!” you cant see it but you can hear the smirk as he says “you like it when daddy fucks you like this don’t you?” as he sends another harsh thrust you way, rocking the bed with the force of his thrust.

he continues with his timely thrust with the occasional slap to your ass, oscillating between that or squeezing it in both hands and playing with the fat. he can feel the way you clam down on him when he does that, knowing your body inside and out plays well in is favour, not so much in yours.

he spares no energy with is thrusts as he knows you like it when he's rough with you, fucking you into the soft sheets wit vigour, deep strokes hitting your cervix every time, the tip brushing against your sweet spot on every quick roll of his hips.

he's not surprised when he begins to hear your familiar slurred pleas of " daddy please. 's too much. slow down" to which he does the opposite and uses one and to steady your waist and the other one to hold your neck keeping your back arced "remember, you asked for this princess," your unable to move, sheets bunched up in your hands, hips held high by him, face pressed into the bed.

"made it loud and clear waat you wanted and now im giving it to you"

the slick sounds of sex circulate the room, your nonsensical moans bouncing off the walls in the room along with his skin slapping against yours as he hammers is cock into your dripping pussy. "since you asked for it m sure you can take it like a good girl cant you? noting you havent done before"

you can feel is cock start to pulse inside you and you know that he's close , and you're on the verge of release, with the way eren's pounding into you you doubt you'll be able to last much longer as well as the fact that its been ages since your last fuck, which was eren.

"next time you want something, just fucking ask"

the last three words of his sentence are each punctuated with a harsh trust, sending you over the edge as you begin to squirt all over is cock and onto the sheets below you. he can feel the way your pussy spasms around is cock as he fucks you through your orgasm, slowing down to ease you through it.

"that's it cum on daddy's cock, its all fucking yours baby, nobody can have me but you"

its only a couple more languid trusts until he's spilling is hot seed inside you with a groan of your name on his lips, hips stuttering as his grip tightens enough in a way you're sure will leave marks in the morning, body doubling over your trembling frame while he locks his hips with yours, emptying is tick load deep into your pussy.

only wen he's sure that there's no more does e finally pull out of your near limp body and gently rolls you over onto your back. peppering kisses down your torso till he settles between your legs were he begins to suck the cum out of you, causing your legs to clam around is head.

"nononono- fuck. i cant, s too much no more."

he's relentless not stopping even as your and tug at his air, pushing is tongue deep into your pussy and licking your mixed juices out of you. "just one more baby, i know you can give it to me" he's not wrong as only a second after he presses his thumb to your clit, you're cumming for the third time that evening shaking in is hold.

after tat e makes sure to clean you out as best as he can, dressing you into comfortable clothes. after cleaning himself he carries you to the guest bedroom and tucks you in deciding to leave until you reach out to him pulling him back.

he ends up wit is arms wrapped around you and your head tucked underneath is, drifting into a deep sleep. you're sure that in the morning the two of you will have a lot of things to talk about.

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

#✰𝐊𝐘𝐔𝐍 𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐒✰ #eren x black reader #eren smut #eren aot #eren x reader #eren yeager #eren jaeger x reader #aot smut #aot #black y/n #black reader #black women #eren yaeger smut #eren jaeger smut #eren jaeger #eren x you #eren x black fem!reader #aot x black y/n #aot x reader #aot x black reader #aot x y/n #aot x you #aot x female reader

[ceykore]

i need to get back on my grind

#bit of a personal rant coming in the tags btw #but i’ve been so lazy this summer and i lowkey hate it #i really want to go back to the gym and start working out more #but i don’t live in the same place i did a year or so ago and i don’t really have much personal space #i really want to get back into the swing of learning chinese and being on duolingo but i feel like i don’t have the space to learn it #i also really really need to figure out which colleges and scholarships i’m applying for because ooo boi if i don’t i’m in trouble #and then i also need to contact the community college i’m getting credits with to make sure my schedule is okay because i think they only #have me signed up for one course when i registered for 3 #the other two would help me get an IT certificate which could come in handy #plus one of the courses i registered for is a cyber security course which seems pretty interesting #and i also need to get my hair done.. i want to do cornrows but cornrows are hard to do on your own and i don’t want my mom to help me out #bc she doesn’t do cornrows the way i like it and i don’t want to pay a ridiculous amount of money to get my hair done so i’m gonna have to #spend a hot minute learning and doing my hair #but i really want red hair again.. it was such a vibe last time #OH and it would go well with my pnk merch #speaking of which.. i’m gonna be so upset once the school year kicks off bc i won’t be able to watch pnk in the morning ;-; #i’ll be at school and school wifi sucks and i’m not trying to accidentally bust my ass and laugh in front of 2-3 dozen ppl #and i also have to start saving a fuck ton just in case i don’t get scholarships that help me significantly #i’m actuall gonna have to bust my ass this year making sure i get scholarships rather than getting into college #also i need to start practicing for the ACT bc that’s the test i’m going with since i was able to take it for free at school and got a 23 #i wanna try to get close to a 30 or above if i can and i think i can i just need to be in the right headspace #but i keep on telling myself that and the right headspace hasn’t come along just yet and i worry that it just won’t #also this summer feels like it’s almost over and i’m working these next three weeks and there’s stuff i wanna do with my friends like go on #car trips with the windows rolled down and blasting music as we drive through the city and drink slushees and share a bag of hot cheetos #i wanna have a picnic with my friend and we wear nice clothing and eat pastries and make earrings and play minecraft #god i love my best friend.. she’s so cool and sweet and funny and i love her #she’s got a generic name but i’m still not gonna use it tho for her privacy #but she’s thinking about dying her hair a pink/rose color and i think that would be super cool on her #she’s really cute and amazing and sweet and i are so much about her!! #THE MAX IS 30 TAGS ?!?? I STILL HAVE MORE TO SAY WTF

[yandere-daydreams]

Title: Back-Handed Proposals.

Pairing: Yandere!Ayato x Reader (Genshin).

Word Count: 1.1k.

TW: Unbalanced Power Dynamics and Attempted Manipulation.

[Part Two]

You hated being alone with Ayato.

Most of the time, you could avoid it. There was always something to do in the Kamisato Estate, always a reason to be in the other room, always an excuse to make yourself scarce whenever Ayato mentioned wanting to have a word with you, and if you were lucky, your duties would carry you to another island entirely, another city or another village where Ayato’s influence dwindled and reminders of him were few and far between. Sometimes, you could go hours without so much as seeing him, without feeling his burning stare or having to avoid his wandering hands. Those were the days you enjoyed most. You could so rarely afford to relax as a servant of the Yashiro Commission, even more so as the vassal of such an… affectionate Commissioner, and as reluctant as you would’ve been to admit it aloud, you savored any chance you got to put that much more distance between you and your dear lord.

You’d hoped, foolishly, that today would be one of those days.

Tragically, unsurprisingly, it was not.

At least he was quiet, too preoccupied to hold a steady conversation. From your place on the opposite side of his low chabudai, you could see a few lines of the letter he was reading, the one you’d delivered to him with the tea he had yet to touch. It’d been Thoma’s task, initially, but he'd been busy and you’d made the mistake of mentioning there was a gap in your schedule, if only one a few minutes wide. You’d tried to leave, but Ayato stopped you, asked you to stay, just in case he required a second opinion. As if he ever listened to any voice other than his own. As if he had any interest in attempting to.

After a few minutes, he put the letter down and began to drum his fingertips against the wooden tabletop, mocking thoughtfulness. He waited for you to break the silence, and you oblidged, hissing a polite question out through grit teeth. “Is something wrong, Lord Kamisato?”

“Oh, only the usual matters. Two of the representatives of minor clans within the Tenryou Commission announced their engagement, and unfortunately, we all must pay the price for the couple's happiness.” A slight pause, an absentminded glance in your direction. All of it so clearly calculated, you couldn’t help but fantasize about gauging out his eyes and being done with it altogether. “Have you ever thought about marriage, (Y/n)?”

“Whose would I think about?”

“Your own, preferably.”

Damn him.

“That’s… It’s hard to say, actually.” Ayato liked to present himself as a diplomat, to act as if his tongue was a more effective weapon than any blade or arrow. He treated each exchange as a game to be won, and in your experience, the only way to beat him was to say as little as possible, confess nothing, and escape as soon as you could. Or, better yet, not to play at all. “I don’t think I’ve ever had a reason to.”

He hummed, as if you’d said anything of value. “You should consider it. If not for sentimental purposes, then to tie yourself more closely to the Tri-Commission. There are—” He leaned forward, resting his arms on the chabudai, attempting to catch your eye and biting back a grin when you cast your gaze pointedly downward. “—many eligible partners available within the Kamisato Clan, if you’d like to make our bond more official.”

You took a moment to think, to lower your head and pretend to mull it over. You did your best to put on a small smile, as nervous as it was sincere. If he could present himself as some cunning, aloof trickster, then you could mock innocence, play doe-eyed and sincere until the sweetness turned sickening and he sent you away himself. “I mean, Thoma is very nice,” You started, folding your hands in your lap. “And handsome, too, but that goes unsaid. We do work well together, and I’m sure he’d be very dutiful as a husband, especially when it comes to—”

“Thoma is already very busy. I don’t think he’d have time to attend a wedding right now, as the groom or otherwise.” A forced smile, a tilt of his head. “I was actually thinking of someone a little closer to the heart of the clan. Someone with an established title, and enough status to share.”

You blinked once, twice. “I'm afraid I don't understand what you mean.”

“I just thought that, if we’re going to bother with a wedding,” He said, his tone lilting into something slow, something conspiratorial. “We might as well go through the trouble of getting you married to an actual Kamisato, too.”

You bit the side of your tongue, pursing your lips. “Are you sure that’s what you want?”

“Of course.” An airy chuckle, a new quirk to his smile. “Why would I propose something that did suit my best interests?”

“Well,” You could speak slowly, too. Your smile could be just as unbearble, just as infurating as his. “I suppose I didn’t expect you to give away your sister so easily.”

His amused expression dropped in an instant. He moved to say something, but it was your turn to talk over him, to gush and bubble as your voice turned light and dreamy. “Not that I’m opposed! If I’m being honest, I’ve always been fond of Lady Ayaka. She has such a kind soul, and she’s so brave, too, and her talent with the blade – to be completely honest, my lord, the first time I saw how she handled her sword, I couldn’t help but imagine what her hand might look like wrapped around my—” He went stiff, started to lurched forward, and you paused, letting out a breathy sigh before you went on. “wrapped around my own. I know I shouldn’t have such intimate thoughts concerning my lady, but—”

“I think,” Ayato cut you off, his grin now visibly strained. “that you should take some time to consider our proposal. Perhaps while you finish the rest of your duties, for today.”

You nodded, pushing yourself to your feet and bowing shallowly. Before turning to leave, you took a moment to linger, to clasp your hands together in front of you and meet his eyes, his poorly-hidden glare. “Shall I inform Lady Kamisato of our engagement?”

“You shall not—”

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[annesthaeticc]

Jealous, Love? | Sherlock x Fem!Reader

Jealous, Love? | Sherlock x Fem!Reader [Rated 18+]

| a smut fic

| 3772 words

| RATED 18+. PWP; porn with some plot. light BDSM, unprotected sex, creampie, dirty talking

| NOTE: HELLO! this one's a sherlock smut one. and it's long like sherlock's 🍆! i loved writing this and yeah i hope you do too. AS WARNING AS I ALWAYS DO; this is a smut fic, so if it's not for u and if u shouldn't be reading this, please stay away. comments, hearts, REBLOGS are greatly appreciated! actual content after the 'keep reding' cut!

“Honestly, if you two want people to stop suspecting you’re a gay couple, you need to stop bickering like an old married couple. You’re definitely worse than Mrs. Turner’s tenants.” your voice echoed through the living room of 221B. You plopped down the worn sofa and the two men finally stopped their heated discussion.

“I’m not gay, Y/N. I don’t know about him though.” John joked and hugged you briefly before offering you a cuppa.

“Oh, I know you’re not gay, John. And I’m definitely not so sure about Sherlock.” you winked at the curly-haired man and in response, he rolled his eyes at you, deeming it useless to reply to your remark with a sarcastic one. Sherlock turned away, focusing back on the case files scattered on the table. John served tea and you settled on one of the chairs, making yourself comfortable.

You took a sip of tea before asking what’s the latest case about. Sherlock was all too happy to indulge you. The suspect was a rich and grimy criminal, holding multiple suspicions of theft and sexual assault charges. The case was plain as day, Sherlock managed to crack it within a day, but he took the case nonetheless, he couldn’t pass up the challenge. Now, the criminal was smart to outrun the authorities, he was never caught. Sherlock emphasized he was a ‘filthy bastard’. You snickered at his label.

“So, what’s the problem?” you asked. John sighed as Sherlock suggested the blogger should break it to her.

“He wants you to be the bait.” John sighed heavily and you know he’s against that plan. You and John were fond of each other, treated each other as siblings, and this is him being protective of you.

“Bait?” you reiterated just so you could clear it out what it entails. Sherlock sat in font of you and crossed his legs.

“I need you to seduce him, get a confession out of him.” Sherlock said as if it was the most normal thing to say. You looked at him and squinted your eyes at him.

“Y/N, you don’t have to do this. We’ll come up with a better plan, Sherlock’s idea is totally rubbish—” John said but you cut him off.

“I’ll do it.” you said with a smirk. Sherlock raised his eyebrow at you, obviously annoyed and you know the very reason why. He doesn’t want you to agree.

“What? Y/N, it’s not safe. This is just Sherlock’s idea of a sick joke…” John trailed off, and you shrugged.

“Why not? It’ll help you solve this case quicker; you can stamp a big ‘SOLVED’ on the case folder. Besides, it could be fun, just like those spy films we watch? You know, like Charlie’s Angels?” you giggled. Suddenly, Sherlock stood up, buttoned up his jacket and started to pace around the room.

“Here’s his schedule. Let’s work out your moves.” Sherlock said and grabbed another folder, tossing it on the coffee table in front of you. The two of you started to discuss the specifics, then John excused himself, saying his farewell as he needs to pick up Rosie from the daycare. When John was finally out of the door, Sherlock abruptly closed the folder, blocking your view from the criminal’s schedule.

“I know what you’re doing.” he said, his voice tough and commanding. You know that voice so well.

“Do you, Sherlock?” you leaned forward.

“I do. And I’m telling you, it’s not going to end well. Especially for you.”

“Then why suggest it in the first place? Oh my god, are you actually concerned for me?” you smirked at him and he scowled.

“Again, my idea of a sick joke. Didn’t know you’d take the challenge. And no, I’m not. If I’m actually concerned for you, I wouldn’t have suggested it in the first place.” he said, his voice fading as he went towards the window.

“You’re spinning in circles here, Sherlock. What do you really want me to do?” you stepped closer to him, invading his space. He turned and looked at you, taking a moment to just breathe in your sight; hair shining against the morning light, bright and challenging eyes, and soft pink lips.

He doesn’t want you to do it. He can’t bear to watch you galivant around and do nasty things with that slimy bastard. He doesn’t want to see you with another man, because you, you’re all his. He’s the only one who should touch you and bring you to heaven and back, and you feel all the same.

Your relationship with him was not conventional. But who cares about that, it’s the 21st century already. Sex. That’s it. The two of you enjoy copious amount of sex. Behind close doors, of course. What the two of you have is a secret. As time moved on, you developed fondness and maybe a little bit of sentiment for him. And him, just the same. He’ll deny it for all he wants, of course, but he feels something for you, something more than just what the two of you have. He’ll never say it out loud, but you can feel it in his secret touches and stolen kisses.

“I don’t want you to do it, but you should. I’m saying I’m not going to like it.” he finally said, then brushed a stray hair away from your face, tucking it behind your ear. You gave him a small smile and traced the lapel of his jacket, before placing your hand on his chest. He cupped your jaw and leaned in, brushing his lips against yours, kissing you softly.

When the kiss broke, you looked up at him and said, “I’m not going to like it either, but the things we do for the greater good, right?” In reply, he gave you a small nod before kissing your temple. He walked away and offered you tea. It was going to be fun, indeed.

As weeks progressed, the plan did too. You’ve successfully managed to ‘seduce’ Vincent, the slimy and filthy bastard who preys on women and steals paintings for fun. How did the police not manage to capture the man, you have no idea. Maybe Sherlock was right after all, they were right out idiots.

You began to spend more time with Vincent. Almost every night you were out with him, dancing in some club or having dinner at hotels. But nothing happened of course, that’s just it. You’ve always turned down his advances, promising to save it on the night of the ball. Sherlock on the other hand, was playing pleased with your progress. You were actually helping the case; he’ll give you that. But then, deep inside, he wasn’t at all happy to hear your stories about dinner dates and club hopping. His imagination would run wild and it drove him up the wall. He silently hoped it would all be over.

Ah yes, the Mayfair Charity Ball. It wasn’t listed on his schedule as it was an all-of-a-sudden invitation. You agreed to be his date and busied yourself on that afternoon to pamper yourself. By seven in the evening, you were dressed to the nines, wearing a deep red gown, black heels, and flawless makeup. You walked around the crowded room; your hand loosely tucked on your partner’s arm. Sherlock wasn’t aware of the event, and how wrong of you to think of that when you spotted his mop of curly hair in the corner of the dancefloor.

You sticked with Vincent for the majority of the night, dodging his drinks and winking at him whenever he suggested that the two of you will have all night to romp in the sheets. Internally, you gagged whenever he said something about that. The band started the song and the dance commenced. You and Vincent swayed around. He was drunk, and it’s an understatement. As the third song came to its crescendo, Vincent said something that finally closed the case.

“I’ll tell you something, darling. All they’re saying were true. Women are just playthings for me. When I’m done with them, I give them reasons to leave, I hurt them. But it’s all fine now, innit? They can’t catch me. And you, my darling, you’re different. I’m not going to hurt you; I want to keep you.” he said, the last words falling from his lips, you smirked.

Across the room, Sherlock spotted the two of you and his anger was starting to bubble. You, being you, provoked him. You leaned in closer to Vincent and whispered something in his ear. Your eyes locked gaze with Sherlock before you kissed Vincent’s jaw, leaving a red kiss mark. Sherlock watched the scene and closed his fist. He glared at you, keeping his gaze on you. The song finally ended, you and Vincent broke apart. You excused yourself and went towards the ladies’ room. It was surprisingly empty. You quickly did your business but before you could leave, Sherlock closed the door and locked it.

“What do you think you’re doing?” he said and leaned against the door.

“That’s just acting, Sherlock. You should know that.” you rolled your eyes at him.

“Really? Not letting me know about this ball is also acting? You’re a rubbish actor, Y/N.”

“Oh my god, Sherlock. Are you jealous?” you said, faux surprised.

“I’m not jealous, Y/N.”

“Oh! You so are!” you pointed at him. Sherlock caught your wrist and spun you around, pinning you against the bathroom door. All of a sudden, you could feel him everywhere. His gentle but firm grasp on your wrist, his cologne, his breath against your ear, and the growing tightness in his slacks against your thigh.

“Why would I be jealous, Y/N? I know I’m the only one who could touch you like this.” he whispered in your ear. You closed your eyes and you could feel his hand travel down your gown. He hitched up the hem of your gown up to your thigh and his hand left a burning blaze across your skin. He found your lace underwear and pushed it aside, then taking you by surprise, he slipped his middle finger inside you. Slowly and surely, he massaged your walls while you contained your whimpers.

“I’m the only one who could make you scream, love.” he growled in your ear, before biting your earlobe. The sensation made you grip on his bicep, your grip almost too desperate.

With only his middle finger fucking you, you can’t help yourself feel the familiar build-up of your orgasm. His voice wasn’t helping too. He was relentless. Sherlock wanted to take you to the edge, but just right at the edge. At that point where you’ll beg him to fuck you so hard that the secret that you two had would be revealed. The neighbors would find out that the two of you were fucking after all, and how did they find out? You screamed down the flat with Sherlock’s name. That’s what he wanted.

As you approach your orgasm, Sherlock abruptly stopped his ministrations. He pulled out his finger out of you and tugged your underwear down your legs. You tried to draw him close, hungry for friction, but he pulled away. He stuffed your underwear in his pocket, and sucked off his middle finger. Right then and there, you would’ve come so hard and so blindingly fast. But you stood frozen against the door, panting and wanting for more. Expecting for a kiss, he leaned in your ear instead and whispered, “See you at home, love.” One last wink, he went outside and closed the door.

With a triumphant smirk painted on his lips, Sherlock coolly walked around the party before settling to stand in a corner to contact Lestrade. With the arrangements of the arrest made, before the commotion could start, he left. Sherlock left the event. His coat collar turned up and his scarf wound around his pale neck. The walk was long enough so he could process his thoughts, especially his feelings for you.

To say he is confused is an understatement. You. You made him feel unexplainable things, and not only chemicals felt during arousal and attraction. You caused a riot between his mind and his heart and he was getting tired of it. For once, he decided he’ll give into what he really wants.

He wants you. Just you.

He wants to see you smile, feel and hear your laugh. And he wants to be the sole cause of that. He wants you, anytime and anywhere. He wants to see you and feel you before he drifts of to sleep, and he wants you to be the very first face he sees in the morning.

He wants you, big time.

And seeing you with another man made him angry. It also made him feel helpless, like his gut was being sucker punched repeatedly. With this, he wants to put a stop on your rendezvous, finally hold your hand and call you his.

It was around midnight when you arrived at 221 Baker Street. You quietly trudged up the stairs, hoping the detective would be asleep. But there he was in the living room, standing immaculate in his suit, his bowtie untied and hanging loosely on his neck. As if he was waiting for you.

“What was that all about, Sherlock?” you hissed at him, seething in anger and pent-up arousal.

“I just wanted to remind you, Y/N.” he replied, turning to face you. The light from the fireplace highlighting his features.

“Remind me what exactly, Sherlock? That I’m yours? You think all that sex we had equates to a relationship of sorts, Sherlock? Fuck, no. You know what, I’m done.” you put up your hands, in gesture of defense. You too, you were tired of screwing and fooling around. You want to stop this ridiculous game you two were playing.

“And I’m done too, Y/N. Let’s stop this bullshit.” he said, his voice piercing through you. He rarely cursed, so you know he’s serious. You misunderstand and so, with a sharp inhale, you backed against the wall, looking for the door handle to make your leave. He stopped you, pacing to your spot and gently grasping your wrist.

“Let’s do this properly this time, Y/N. I want to be yours, and I want you to be mine.” he gazed at you, gauging your response. You watched each other’s pupils blow in desire and hear each other’s breath hitch. Sherlock took in the speed of your pulse; he could feel your heartbeat thrum in his fingers. And you could hear his heartbeat, pounding loudly, almost as if it is trying to break out of his ribcage.

You made the first move, answering him with a searing kiss. He responded in the same passion, cupping your jaw while you wrapped your hands around his arms. The two of you stumbled further into the hallway, the kiss getting more and more heated in every stumbling step. Sherlock guided you into his room, closing the door shut with his foot. He caught your bottom lip, sucked it before breaking the kiss for a breather.

“I want you. So much.” he whispered against your lips, then planting his forehead against yours.

“And you have me, Holmes. Ever since you fucked the living daylights out of me.” you giggled. He gifted you his throaty chuckle and connected his lips with yours.

You managed to chuck of his jacket, it landed on the floor. Soon followed his tight white shirt. The two of you ended on the bed with him above you. Hands feeling and breathings hard and fast. Sherlock can’t decide if he should fuck you in your pretty dress, he loved feeling the material on your skin and his. But he chose to tug off the straps of your gown, he found that little tie the bound the dress to your body and in one swift hand movement, you were naked lying on his bed, save for your heels. Suddenly, his pants got too uncomfortable.

Feeling incredibly sexy under his gaze, you started to touch yourself. You bit your lip and traced light circles on your sensitive flesh. It was such a sight and Sherlock couldn’t take it anymore. Finally free of any clothes, Sherlock fished out his discarded bowtie and held it up. He raised his eyebrow at you in silent confirmation and you nodded. He crawled up to your body, leaving a trail of kisses across your stomach. He massaged your breasts, pinching and twisting your peaked nipples. He took one into his mouth and you arched your back, your hands holding on to the sheets and onto his hair.

Sherlock let out a groan, your hands on his head caused a shiver to run down his spine. He wanted more and so he switched to your other breast, treating it with the same affection. Then he sat up and grabbed his bowtie. You offered your wrists and he made a quick work of binding your hands together. He helped you to a more comfortable position, you gripped the sheets above your head, anticipating for more.

Sherlock never wanted this moment to end, he wanted this scene of you and him painted and framed, posted on the walls of your room in his Mind Palace. He slowly lowered himself to you, body to body for a second. He held your hips and positioned it against his. You wrapped legs around his waist, then you felt him. He teased you at first and moans escaped yours and his lips.

Sherlock guided his cock inside your cunt and groaned in relief. You were so warm, so tight and so wet, and it was all for him. For a moment it made his head spin. He pulled back and he could feel your heels dig touch his ass. It was painfully delicious. He pushed himself inside you, deeper this time and your eyes rolled back.

“Fuck, that’s so deep.” you gasped. He kissed you and braced himself on the bed so he could properly time and angle his thrusts. One hand on the bed, one hand on your hips, Sherlock began to make love to you.

With your hands tied, all you could do was watch him, moan and curse, and clench your muscles around him. You gazed at his flexing muscles and his face etched in pleasure. His jaw slack and nostrils flaring, breathing heavy, and his hair falling and curling on his forehead. Sometimes he would kiss you and let out a sharp ‘fuck’ every time he felt you contract around him so tight. Such vision to behold. He angled your hips, bringing your legs on his shoulders and that sent him deeper into you. This time, he varied his thrusts, instead of thrusting in and out of you, he moved his hips up and down and that hit the spot, every time. You writhed in pleasure and soon, Sherlock brought out your first orgasm out of you.

You screamed as you felt your sudden orgasm flow through your body, ecstasy coursing through you. Sherlock slowed his thrusts and let you ride out your high. Panting and sweating, Sherlock watched you while he brought your legs from his shoulders. Planting kisses on your legs and finally removed your high heels. Then he untied his bowtie from your wrists, placing a kiss on your hand. As you caught your breath, you also caught the mischievous glint in his eyes. He wasn’t done with you.

“Got your breath back?” he asked, and kissed the pulse point on your neck.

“I think so.” you grinned at him and stole a kiss.

“Good, ‘cause I want to try something.” he replied and helped you into a kneeling position. He directed you to kneel on a certain side of the bed, that side that faced his closet, that side that faced the mirror. There you could see yourself, and looked beautifully fucked.

He positioned himself behind you and sat back on his haunches. He pumped his dick a few times before he let you sink into him. A different position, a different angle. This time, you know you’ll come just after a few seconds. He was buried into you balls-deep and you feel him poke that spot.

The two of you moved in synchrony; you lifting your hips and sitting back down on his length, and him thrusting up to meet you. With your hands free to roam, you brought your arm and linked it on his neck, making you arch your back.

“Fuck, you’re so tight and wet like this.” Sherlock gasped in your ear. He let his hands wander too. You saw in the mirror how his graceful hands mapped your body, caressing your skin. One hand gripped your hips, guiding your thrusts, while his other hand stayed on your belly. He pressed on that spot where his cock is and you felt gloriously full. You shrieked in surprise.

“You feel that love? That’s me, deep inside you.” he said. Pressing into that spot once more.

“Oh god, Sherlock. I’m coming!” you cried.

“Come on, love. Come for me. Let’s come together.” he whispered harshly. He double timed and gave more force into his thrust. Every time he entered you and slid through your walls, you moaned.

“Now! Y/N, come with me!” he grunted and you finally felt warm liquid coat your walls. You came just in time, squeezing his cum out of his cock into your cunt. You felt every twitch of his cock and Sherlock felt every spasm. He held you against his body, steadying you. Helping you not fall into the bed and become a trembling mess. He traced your shoulder with kisses as you ran your hands on his thighs, helping each other to calm down.

“What just happened?” you giggled.

“I believe we just had the ‘we’re now a couple’ type of sex.” he chuckled.

“Oh, Sherlock, you’re such a romantic.” you laughed, and held up his hand to place a kiss on his knuckle.

“Only for you, love.” he said, his sweet baritone voice vibrated through him and you. He placed a kiss on your temple and hummed.

Against your back, you could feel his heartbeat and his slick skin. And never, never in your life, you felt safer and more loved than in his arms, in his presence. You smiled to yourself at the thought. Sherlock sharply drew in a breath, released it, and smiled. You saw his smile in the mirror. The two of you looked so well fucked but all the same happy, and finally free from restrained love.

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᯽Pick a card: courtship with your future spouse᯽

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☺︎︎ hello, my loves! in this reading we're gonna cover the beginning of your relationship, specifically the courtship stage. take time to choose your pile, use your intuition

☺︎︎ this is a general reading, if it doesn’t resonate just let it fly. Enjoy!

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𝓟𝓲𝓵𝓮 𝓸𝓷𝓮. 🍇

The Moon, 4 of swords, 2 of coins, 6 of coins, Ace of cups

hello, my beautiful pile 1! okay, so i’m getting that this person is like your knight in shining armor honestly. they are someone understanding, kind, and caring. before the whole “courtship thing” i’m seeing them by your side. you know the friend you have on speed dial in case of emergencies? the one you can run to for help, that’s them. reliable. dude, they probably crushed on you a lot before even asking you out lmao, they just weren't obvi about it. they are so patient. omygosh this pile makes me wanna cry with just how genuine and amazing this person is. if u have had bad experiences in love, have had past wounds, this person will heal and embrace those scars of yours. they are so accepting. just as i have said before, this person may have been crushing on you for a while already and you had no clue. i’m seeing them confess these feelings to you in such a way wherein you’re complaining, maybe even crying about how no one is ever fitting to date you “things not working out” and just some dudes being jerks. then I see them finally having enough and saying something like “then date me instead...” and some other cute cheesy stuff lmao. i’m getting that you might have already liked this person before but you just pushed these feelings aside because of how outta your league or they don’t seem interested. dudee, open your eyes your spouse literally be like a dog following you around lmaoo. that’s how they’ll be like during courtship, very attentive. attentive to you. attentive to your needs, if they hear you craving this food, they’ll buy it for you. you want this gift? they got it for you too, boo. this will be something new to you, maybe you’ve had bad experiences in love before “one sided love.” this person will make time for you. even if they’ll be busy with their schedule, they’ll be prioritizing u, again with the priority. if u need them, they’ll be swift to your aid. i’m seeing them even working on themselves for you, damn. “you deserve the best and only the best.” this person’s successful, got their shit together *i’m literally hearing “materiall gworl” LMAO* there will be no babysitting them fs. you’ll feel overwhelming love from each other. such happy and giddy emotions. it’s like the both of you have this overflowing vessel of love and you guys are holding it so dearly and lovingly. taking so much care of it. “finally found it” i’m seeing you taking this relaxing sigh of relief. you may have been anxious before about whether or not you’ll find the one. about how things are not lining up at all, and then your fs comes along and then there’s this wave of assurance. *AWW* if you have anxiety, i’m seeing that this person may help you overcome that. during your courtship they’ll help you have a better relationship with yourself. they’ll inspire you. there’s this calm serenity between this relationship. healing, rebirth. they’ll see you as a goddess. no wandering eyes here. equal give and take. energies are matched. i’m seeing them giving this gift to you, and you giving a better gift back, then they’ll give you a better gift , this will continue on forever lmao. i’m seeing this absolutely beautiful scenery, somewhere outside and a rainbow. like the whole rainbow. your relationship will feel like a once in a lifetime experience. so golden, so warm on your skin, dreamlike, euphoric.

“my baby’s as sweet as can be. she’d give me toothaches just from kissing me.” okay, so remember how i said this person might have already admired you from afar before the whole courtship? yah, this just confirms my suspicions lmao. i’m seeing that they’ll see this courtship as a reward to not be taken for granted. they are so happy, literally so in love with you, you beautiful human!! they’ll work hard, and their fruit of labor will be sweet af. they’ll treat you as such a precious gem. spoil you and give you all the love that you deserve. i’m even seeing them give you such beautiful and delicious pastries from time to time. the love you give them will be “tripled” back to you. they’ll work hard, and be attentive. they’ll be taking no easy way in for you, will always give you and serve you the best. literally you are a gift to them, and their way of saying thank you to you and for your existence is literally giving you everything lmao. a dream.

prominent placements/signs: leo, water placements, aries, virgo, capricorn, libra, taurus, aquarius

mr. darcy - wolf - #1 priority - song: over the rainbow- sherlock - loft - gossip girl (lot of references to nyc comin’ up) - wandavision - maddy from euphoria - movie: someone great - cabin - winter - movie: me before you - paris - red dress - cloud by ariana grande - “shoulder to cry on” - glasses - food truck - 101 dalmatians -

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𝓟𝓲𝓵𝓮 𝓽𝔀𝓸. 📖

Page of coins, The hermit, 7 of wands, 6 of cups, 4 of wands, Page of Wands

hii, pile 2! i’m seeing your spouse being very witty and intelligent. playful flirtations. teasing. they have this very “smart” “sexy” look and appeal to them. this person might have been a good student at school, the one who’s really good at recitation. always know the answers to the teacher’s questions. maybe quite blunt and hurt people with their words without even knowing. there is this “enemies and lovers” vibes between you during your courtship. playfully saying “i hate you” with a smile on your face lmao. endless talking for hours. i’m seeing you guys unknowingly fall in love with each other, then you realize that you are have digged this deep ass hole of love. i don’t know why but i’m getting academic rivals to lovers trope here lol. i’m seeing you guys spending a lot of alone time with each other. your conversations, the topics, they are endless. you guys stimulate each other. you get each other to a whole nother level. dude the romantic tension between you two, y'all would probably deny it though. a lot of teasing. communication is a big thing going on here. you guys are just like magnets pulling each other in. i’m seeing that both of you will like being alone in each other’s company. It makes you feel so content and filled with love. i’m seeing them walking you home and you just being so full of smiles once you get in your house. there is this immediate attraction between you two. the chemistry.. top tier. their head will be filled with thoughts of you. damn you guys are smiling a lot lmao. i’m seeing them picking you up, being in your service. car rides to nowhere. you guys will keep each other up at night. thinking about being in each other’s arms again. “i miss their laugh.” they love your voice so much, your laughter, your smile, “it gives me so much serotonin” lol.  their voice is sexy y’all. dudeee, they might need to fight for your attention. they got some competitors, you got some hella charms and beauty ;)). the hold you have on them...  they’ll fight for you for sure. i’m even seeing them mark their territory. go to the ends of the earth for you. i’m seeing them helping you in your battles. give you these creative and smart tactics. this person is an intellectual, very creative and clever. i’m seeing them express their love and interests to you in unique ways. they’ll say out these phrases with underlying meanings/flirtations to you. may be quite sarcastic. i’m seeing them being a gentleman though. will be protective of you. pays attention to your safety. courtship with them will feel like something you day dream of honestly. the flirtations between the both of you guys will make you squeal, roll over your bed, that kind of bad in your head lol. you guys will definitely be making moves on each other, making out. a warmth in your chest that’s continuously growing when with each other. i’m seeing  you getting inspired by them. i’m hearing that your creative juices will be flowing. i don’t know why this is coming up but this person may come from a affluential social group/background. i’m seeing you guys celebrating in your own small world. talking about life and the future. laughing. playing video games. courtship with your spouse will make you believe in love again. if you have had experiences where you left with your hopes broken, you with this person will mend those broken hopes of yours. everything you have dreamed of has come true and is in this person. you will love this person’s mind and how they think. how they open you up. both of you together brings this celebration, people can see how the both of you are meant for each other. if your spouse suddenly comes and joins the conversation, people can see how all your mind and thought all go to your spouse. they’ll see how your spouse’s attention will be heightened up, when they see you across the room. both of you burn the once lost light inside of you. those around you can see the “dream” people hope and wish for  in the reflection of your eyes. this love will be long lasting and fruitful. with a strong and wonderful foundation. a fairytale.

Marilyn Monroe, may she r.i.p. looking at marilyn monroe, gives me this dream-like feeling. there is just something so heavenly and angelic about her. i’m feeling that with your relationship too. it’ll have this dream-like feeling. it’s what you guys want and both look for. the intensity and attraction in both of your eyes are undeniable. the urge to just kiss each other and hold each other. your eyes glisten up with excitement when you see each other. you know you’ll have a fun time when they're around. but this relationship is not just about fun and games. you guys will find, safety and hope with each other. someone you can run to. someone you know who has your back. the feelings will be evident to everyone but yourselves. their will be relief in your eyes as you see them across the room. everything will feel so heavenly.

prominent placements/signs: mercury, sagittarius, aries, scorpio, cancer, leo, pisces

“smart is sexy” - sweeny todd - stargazing - meteor garden - alone together -  cookie monster - museums - peter pan - parent trap - series: normal people - nothing by bruno major - wall of books - architect - movie: beauty and the beast - mania paddies with each other - series skam - levis -

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𝓟𝓲𝓵𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓻𝓮𝓮. 🧸

The Magician, The Star, The Empress, 6 of Wands, 7 of cups.

hello, pile 3! so, i’m getting that during courtship your spouse will have you knock off some of those day dreaming scenarios you have lol (if you have them ;) ) everything about it will have this “deja vu” feeling, somewhat dream-like. i’m even seeing you being caught-off guard with how amazing and perfectly fitting their ways and moves are. will make you smile, shake your head, whenever you think of them. i’m seeing you looking at your friends and mouthing “ohmygod” while they suddenly do these acts of service towards you. they’ll make your dreams come true, it’s like they can read your mind. another level of “effort” and “hardwork.” i know that nobody’s perfect, BUT with this person they’ll treat you so perfectly. i’m seeing them being of help to you in your studies or work. driving you to your location, getting you breakfast, helping you with your deadline. go out of their way for you. this person will make the the time and will put in so much work for you. they’ll put you up in a pedestal *as they should 😌* this person will be there for your through your highs and lows. LMAO i’m getting that this guy is that wonderful and healthy second-lead in those kdramas that the audience root for. who is also WAY better than those toxic male leads. i’m seeing them support you through your highs and lows. be there for you, i’m even seeing them making sure that they’ll always be available for you. this is life partner material, man. someone who can shine your light in your darkest times. someone who inspires you to embrace life, and look for the good in everything. this person will help you open your eyes to see that YOU are the shit, and that you have your life in your hands. that you have the power.  you are amazing and are worthy of love. literally treating you like an empress/emperor. giving you all the love, all the gifts, will spoil the heck outta you. i’m seeing this vision of you laughing and like perfect timing there’s this sunlight beaming on you. their eyes man, their eyes AGHH the way they look at you makes me melt and will make everyone's heart melt 😭. “i have my whole life infront of me” you make them smile, love. omygoshhhh so sweet. i love this pile. I'm even hearing that they might call you “sunshine” because of how you make them smile and bring light into their life. my heart can’t take this much love 😩✋💗. the love for each other is so abundant and overflowing. the foundation is strong and covered with beautiful roses all over, while still being protected by the thorns around. “love is beautiful, love is kind” i’m seeing this light and dark combination between y’all. you have this more lighter vibe to you, and they’ll have this darker one. but there is this perfect balance between you two, a perfect balance in between. in your courtship, y’all will find out just how perfect and complimenting you guys are for each other. you guys will compliment each other’s needs and love languages and i’m seeing you guys love and enjoy being with each other so much. as andrew garfield said “she was a shot of espresso” lmao. when u guys are with each other, it’s like you instantly have drunk this shot of espresso. your eyes lighten up, full of energy, you guys are full of laughter and love. i’m seeing your spouse overall being chill and cool, but with you around they are like a kid in love. they have these googly eyes for ya, listening and saying feedback to everything you say (ugh a dream) i’m literally hearing “ 🎶 can you feel the love tonight..🎶” such a simp for you, and will be proud. DAMN 😩 this person will be so proud to have you and this relationship. honored. i’m seeing them give you these gifts from time to time because .. “just because.” they’re down bad for you. giving you gifts and surprises from time to time. dude, they’ll be so happy and content with just being with you.

☯︎ rare blood <3 okay so the third picture was quite blurry but a word that i was able to make out was rare blood. you guys are soulmates who have found each other. you have found this odd familiarity and feeling in each other. you guys might know each other from your past life/s. there’s this instant click when you see each other’s eyes, a rush of feeling through your veins. something about your love and courtship will feel sentimental. i’m getting a jane austen kind of courtship, love between you two. and vampires? i don’t know why but tvd came up. during the whole courtship and relationship, it’s this feeling where you’ve found your person. someone who gets you and understands your heart and soul. be comfortable with each other, share silly and embarrassing experiences. love each other as deeply as the depths of the unknown oceans.

prominent placements/signs: pisces, leo, aquarius, scorpio, venus, gemini, virgo, taurus

dr. strange -  music: perfect by ed sheeran - kdrama: startup + school 2015 - our beloved summer - btob’s seungjae - dumb ways to die - darling - harry styles - cassette tapes - romeo and juliet - shadow and bone - the sims - simpsons - lion king - cigarrettes and strawberries by troye sivan - candle - regina george - can’t help falling in love - ballet shoes - tvd - shania twain - skam - university students - one of us is lying - cafes - latte art - grumpy + sunshine trope - hotel de luna - the only exception by paramore

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𝓟𝓲𝓵𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓾𝓻. 💒

9 of wands, the sun, page of swords, ace of coins, the justice, , 6 of cups

☯︎︎ hello, my pile  4 <33 this is already so cute lmao. okay, so i’m getting the fact that before the whole courtship thing, when they confess to you. they’ll be soo nervous dude 😭, i'm seeing them putting off the whole confession thing aside. making whole plans but abandoning them because of jitters. mygosh, you’ll have this person up at night, longing and regretting. the funny thing is though, lol you definitely like them too. the way i cackled up reading these cards lmao, okay i’m seeing you admiring them from afar. they’re someone admirable, people look up too. i’m seeing you being like “what's the hype about them?” then you finally see and talk to them and be like “so.. that's what the hype's about” LMAO. the way that they are a gentleman/woman, i’m even hearing like “the female gaze” and instantly thought of timothee chalamet. whatever their gender maybe, they might have that vibe to them. you guys will fall each other, and y’all will fall hard. i’m seeing you guys share these talks with each other and you just dreamingly look at them. the both of you will love everything about each other. “i love the way they make me feel.” the warmth and peace in your hearts, literally so golden. the laughters and smiles you’ll share with each other will be infinite. this experience is one for the books. love that lasts lifetimes. being in each other’s presence will instantly make you happy. i’m seeing them take in these hobbies for you especially. like making pottery or poetries for you. even crocheting. they have been interested in these before but they def got motivated more because of you. acts of service and making quality time with each other. hanging out on these cute dates. the ones you see on pinterest. cute ass picnic dates, themed cafes. feelings will rush in fast when you’re with each other. you guys are more hyper when with each other. falling deeply in love with each other. unlocking childhood memories and desires and achieving them together. i’m seeing you guys remember each other in certain things. like when they see this cute coffee mug, the first thing in their head will be like “this is cute, I think they’ll like this” and will most prob get it for you. you’ll feel and experience new feelings, you've never felt before. you guys will love planning cute dates with each other. lying on your back, reaching up your hand and your spouse reaching up theirs to hold yours, while talking about life and the future. being content in each other’s arms. i don’t know why but being each other will make u both geek out over something. you have this shared interest with each other. i’m seeing you have had this interest since at a young age. this will make you fall even deeply. courtship with them will feel like those things that you talked about with your best friend. how they treat you, how they’ll love you, the whole experience is something you've dreamt of. being of service to each other. this person might be an acts of service type. helping each other out in your needs, and dreams. i’m seeing you guys being passionate about your dreams. talking about it, helping each other achieve their dreams and looking out for good opportunities for each other. you inspire each other to heal from past experiences. to stand up for one’s self.  this person is in it for the long-term. you guys will see eye to eye. i’m seeing you guys learning from each other. balancing your energies. they’ll help you with your anxiety. this person has good judgment and rationality. being with them feels like you’re on top of the world. you are appreciated and understood. you guys will love each others wit and the cute banters from time to time. there’s something so dreamy and warming with your guys relationship. talking, being with them, will make you feel like your in another universe. your on the moon alone with each other, holding hands and talking. together with them will make you look forward to each sunset, sunrise, you’ll face together. your love is peaceful, content, it makes you look forward to each golden scenery of tomorrow. .

☯︎︎ The story of the wedding dress. so remember when i said how this is a relationship that you talk about with your best friend, the one you dream and gush about with them. i got this as a confirmation because when i heard “the story of the wedding dress” i immediately thought about how me and my friends would talk about topics like that, topics about the future in general. courtship with your spouse will feel like out of a whole fairy tale. something people hope for. your childhood dreams will come true because of this person. checking out stuff from your bucket list. talking about cheesy stuff with each other, laughing and reminiscing. laying with them, sitting in silence, gives you this wave of butterflies yet also gives you this warmth of comfort. you’re shining with love and happiness. they’ll fulfill your dream of what love is about and even level up that dream of yours. my forevermore. seasons with them will be fruitful and filled with love.

prominent placements/signs: gemini, pisces, sagittarius, libra, earth placements

peter parker - nyc pizza - the love hypothesis - star wars - cupid’s chokehold by gym class heroes - coleen hoover - charcuterie board - picnics - fashion magazine - cardigan - rollercoaster - ghost files - escape rooms - movie: my girl - gazebo - the fault in our stars by john green - princess diaries - lexi howard from euphoria - movie: e.t. - 13 going on 30 - fairytales - tinkerbell - marriage material - sing 2 - “🎶 loving him was red 🎶”

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𝓟𝓲𝓵𝓮 𝓯𝓲𝓿𝓮. 💐

Queen of Coins, Ace of cups, King of coins, The fool, 4 of coins, 8 of cups

☯︎︎ hello, angels <33 aww this is so sweet. okay, so i'm getting that they’ll be very caring and homey with you. will always do their best to make you comfortable. probably be quite protective, will guide and hep you through situations. literally will stare off any people bothering you. they have gorgeous skin. great advice giver. they’ll listen to you, very endearingly and will try to understand you no matter what. i’m seeing them inviting you over to their house and they’ll just be cooking for you, treating you and making you feel comfortable and at home. shopping with each other. pointing at things that you like and them getting that for you. they have a very strong “hard to break '' look to them, someone who’s tough but then they also have this soft and caring side to them. a homemaker. someone who has an eye for aesthetics. they might go on trips for their job and i’m seeing them remembering you up till their. getting some souvenirs for you, and buying you gifts. they love to collect memorabilia, and taking pictures. memories are something they’ll hold very dearly. they’ll be so soft with you, and be on hand. they’ll be there to your aid, make sure you have eaten, make sure your finances are in-check. this person will make you feel so loved and appreciated. the care and softness they have for you is overflowing. just looking at you will make them relax. you are their constance. like how you do with plants, you’ll be careful with each other’s hearts, making sure to take care of it daily. staying in bed with them early in the morning, not wanting to get out of each other's arms. coming up from behind you, giving you kisses on your neck. someone has good perfume, or they just smell good. you’ll feel overwhelming feelings for each other. sparks. lighten up again as soon as you are with them. each other’s counterpart, perfect match. getting breakfast for each other. finally finding home. a dream and a home found in one person. finding peace in each other. being able to cry and laugh all found in one person’s arms. understanding and learning from each other. power couple vibes right here. both of y’all might be rich. i’m seeing a beautiful home. you guys have had similar experiences in life making you see each other eye to eye. in another level of understanding and respect for one another. love is overflowing and beautiful. being with them gives you hope, and opens this light in your eyes. they make you believe in love. with their ways of love and words towards you. they give you this comfort, yet you are also able to have these laughters that are so full of love and fun. this experience with them makes you want to look at the future. to look at the future and see the both of you growing old as your love continues to blossom and bloom. “everything was worth it” you both will be like kids in love all over again. each day with them is a new beginning, new experiences, new emotions now found. they look forward to seeing you. traveling with you. looking at you makes them want to start a life with you already. they know it. deep in their heart and soul that you are the one. they’ll be ready to leave everything just for you. you bring out something in them that nobody else can. their innocence and cute little flirtations towards you are for you and you only!! both of you will hold each other so dearly. this is because you know what you have is special. a birth of new and healthy habits. learning to move on to greater things. time flies fast when your in their presence. you’ll be learning how to experience life and let it go in it’s own way. not having to grasp or having the need to control everything because all that you’ll ever need is here and now found.

☯︎︎ angel heart locket. with this i’m seeing again how you guys hold each other in your hearts. how lovingly and adoringly. both of you know you have found your person and you treasure this fact. i’m seeing that you guys maybe ldr for some time. that’s why they might like taking those memories of you. their own little way of taking you with them. you’ll love each other so carefully, not wanting to break nor harm each other’s hearts in any way or form. you guys will only have eyes for each other. i’m seeing them just staring at you in awe honestly. will love u so deeply, hun 😭 💗 your someone special to them. they’ll be doing shi that they never have done for others. literally worship the ground you walk, it’s like they were hit with cupid’s bow. they’ll adore you and praise you. make sure you know your worth and hype you up. you’ll hold each other’s hearts dearly. you treat each other as a dream come true. cherishing each moment, hands held tight together.

prominent placements/signs: earth placements, sagittarius, pisces, leo, cancer, scorpio, gemini

cafes - japan - uniqlo - music: i love you 300 by stephanie poetri - “jellybean” - spy kids - library dates - chill pill - adam’s family - champagne -  private plane - pastries - instagrammable cafes - isn’t she lovely - artist: NIKI - lobster - luxury malls - italy - beaches - yacht - old money - scooby doo - wizard of oz - havana - bronzed

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𝓟𝓲𝓵𝓮 𝓼𝓲𝔁. ☁️

The hanged man, 10 of wands, The wheel of fortune, The Lovers, The Moon

☯︎︎ hello, pile 6!! courtship with your spouse will have you both be in your own little small worlds. an escape from reality. your spouse would probably take time to better themselves for you. you inspire them to be a better person. being with them will lead you to take out your worries. a place of rest. someone you can rely on. their words are made with care. they want the best for you. probably is smart. good with their words. with them you are able to breath again. something about each other will make you guys want to open up more. there’s this inkling to do so. i’m seeing them put in much work for you. texting late at night to remind you to rest. prioritize yourself. helping you with your worries, your worries are theirs now. will help you find these creative solutions. a fated meeting. being with them makes you feel like they have known you for their whole life. they make you feel so special, loved and cared for. their attention is for you and you only. they’ll remind you constantly of how amazing, hard working, and smart you are. there is something very euphoric about this pile. the way they come in and help you feels like it’s from movies. i’m seeing them just popping up so suddenly to help you lmao. they’ll come into your life and you’ll be inspired to make better changes. learning how to prioritize and self love. taking care of yourself. this honestly feels like a dream sequence. you guys will be so in love. looking at each other secretly. you guys will be able to collaborate and help each other out. may it be with school or work. you guys understand each other and compliment one another very well. unity. the chemistry between you guys is undeniable. taking each other out on spontaneous dates, surprising and making each other laugh. always taking into consideration each other’s feelings and schedules. i’m seeing that during the courtship stage, getting to know you and helping you will be a priority to them. going out on walks with each other. they’ll always be there to your rescue and have some secret tricks up their sleeves that will just constantly surprise you. you’ve found your match. you guys feel it in your hearts. “hearts beating as one” you’ll find new interests by being with them. you’re lighting up this spark in your heart and eyes again because of your spouse. you guys are finally able to be yourself when with them. they make you feel at peace and relaxed. not having to worry anything about the real world. a paradise. they are your safe house. you are free to do anything with them any worries are now gone. they help you. staring at each other from a far at parties or gatherings. peaceful. serenity. i don’t know why but before this whole thing with your spouse, i think you may have gone from a very tiring, draining experience. then they just come here presented to me as a healer. helping you back up on your feet again. they are this cool and reassuring presence. they make you feel things you haven’t felt in a long time. helping you enjoy life. not surviving life but living life. being with them gives you the boost. a shot of sunlight. courtship with them livens your hope again. once broken is now mended.

☯︎︎ “tastes so sweet, looks so real. sounds like something i used to feel.” you guys make each other feel the things that only you feel when watching your all time favorite rom coms. love with them is so healing. they’ll take care of you and accept you no matter what. your courtship with each other will feel so sweet, you’ve found your love. you are now safe and home with them. i see you give them kisses everywhere. being sweet and cute with each other. painting with each other. taking on these new hobbies as a form of relaxation. your love is real and kind. this relationship is deep rooted. it will stand through all seasons. making cute moves on each other. i’m seeing them being really blunt with you even in the beginning. they like you and would want you to know. they’ll make sure that you are loved and filled with love each day. give you roses, from time to time because of how it reminded them of you. they’ll love you with all their heart. this love is strong and endures all.

prominent placements/signs: aquarius, taurus, aries, pisces, virgo, scorpio

teenage dream by katy perry - cotton candy - carousel - suite life of zack and cody - euphoria - harry potter - new orleans - toy story - single’s inferno - 7 eleven - a thousand years by christina perri - born this way by lady gaga - save your tears by the weekend ft. ariana grande -  lighthouse - kdrama: hometown cha cha cha -  eye magnet - red roses -

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▬❝ next to you. ❞

summary: after paying Leonard a visit in his quarters the unexpected happens. you're put into a twenty-four-hour quarantine and well... there's only one bed ⟶ {leonard "bones" mccoy x f!reader}

warnings: quarantine (not covid related but just in case), swearing

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ONESHOT. ⇾ 4103 WORDS

For the first time in weeks, yours and Leonard’s schedules had aligned. He’d come from a particular uneventful six-hour shift while you’d just spent the last hour and a half trying to scrap some sort of alien saliva off a turbo lift. You could’ve easily conked out moments after your shower but you were determined to spend some much needed time with one of the only people on the starship that didn’t try to make small talk about the gravitational mass of Jupiter’s moons. Leonard had rolled his eyes when he found you already sitting at the table in his quarters when he got there.

“Look what the cat dragged in,” he grumbled. 

“Oh boo,” you said, waving away his ‘greeting’, “you know you’re happy to see me.” 

“Keep telling yourself that.” You might have once taken offence to the lack of humour in his voice but years of knowing him told you it was all just friendly banter.

He walked past you to the counter nearby and put down his PADD and personal med-kit. You swivelled on your chair to look at him. “You and I haven’t had a chance to sit down in ages, what’s new Doctor McCoy?” you asked, “Anything exciting going on?”

“Eh,” he shrugged, “Y’know how it is. Someone gets a cold, then there are twenty of them snivelling and sniffing in my office. Normal broken bits n pieces. Couple o’ concussions, few dislocated shoulders.”

“Boring. I heard the Captain brought a new STI on board from that last planet we visited, you gotta tell me if that’s true?”

He reached into his cupboards for two glasses, propping them up on the counter one by one as he searched for a drink. “Why? You ‘fraid you got it from him?” He looked up at you for a moment with a raised brow. 

You laughed. “Not in a million years. He’s not my type anyway.”

“Oh yeah,” Leonard said, popping the lid out of the scotch he’d found. He refrained from looking at you as he spoke. “Why, what is your type?”

Oh, c’mon, you stupid man. “Oh, I don’t know. Someone important I suppose.”

He chuckled at that, his deep throaty chuckle. “Captain not important enough for you, sweetheart.” You ran your finger along the edge of the table.

“Course not, I only settle for Admirals,” you said, sticking your nose up.

“Right, right,” he said as he brought your two glasses over, sliding into the seat across from you. You wriggled back around so you were facing him again as he took a sip, sighing as he did so.

“Judge me all you want but last I heard you were flirting with alien princesses. Who’s got high standards now, huh?” 

“God, don’t tell me Jim’s been spreading that one,” he groaned. You smiled at him.

“Oh, you bet your ass he has. I do wonder what you said that made her turn blue,” you teased as he put his head in his hands. 

“Jim asked me to flatter her, said it was customary, all I said was she looked nice nuthin’ more.”

“Oh ho ho, really? I heard she got a “positively stunning and majestic” as well as a bit of “most beautiful being you’d ever seen”,” you said, poking him in the arm. A tinge of red flashed into his ears as he waved you off him.

The grumpy old doctor was one of your closest friends on board the Enterprise and off it. Being in his company like this was always so easy. Even in those moments where you caught yourself staring a little too long at his jawline or his toned arms. You’d admitted to yourself (and Uhura) long ago that you’d noticed his attractiveness but it felt wrong to even consider that you thought of him more than just being pretty. He really was a brilliant friend and you didn’t want that to change. Plus all friends had a flirty side to their banter, right?

“What’s it like for you at the moment?” Leonard asked, “Down in engineering.”

“Tiring,” you sighed, “I almost prefer it when something big needs doing. All the basic maintenance has me running all over the ship. Did you know that there are four thousand, two hundred and ninety-four coolant pipes that run off the main compartment? I scanned a hundred and thirty-seven of them before I found the one I needed to fix.”

“Damn.” That pretty much summed it up in your opinion.

“God, I can’t wait for shore leave next month. Haven’t had enough sleep since the last one.”

Leonard frowned. “The hell are you doin’ sitting around here then? You should be asleep right about now.”

“If I did that then I wouldn’t be able to see my favourite blue shirt, would I?”

“Your favourite, huh? What’d Pointy Ears do to piss you off now?” 

Now you were frowning. “Spock?” you laughed in disbelief, “Why would Spock be my favourite?”

“Ain’t the two of you buddies?”

“Yeah, but I like you way more.” It honestly startled you that Leonard didn’t know that. “Everyone knows that, even Spock.”

“Well then,” he said, lifting his glass up again, “Good for me.” 

“What did you think you were to me?” you asked, almost offended that you hadn’t expressed how much you cared properly.

“I dunno,” he said, taking a swig of scotch before looking up at you, “Guess not anyone worth missing sleep for.”

“Seriously?” Maybe you were taking this a bit personally but you felt like you’d failed. He wasn’t your best, best friend but he was definitely way up there; way above almost everyone else on this ship.

“Yeah, ain’t a big deal,” he said brushing it off, “Pleasant surprise in fact.”

You were gonna open your mouth to say something else but your attention was drawn elsewhere when the door to Leonard’s quarters began to flash with a red light and the Captain’s voice suddenly burst over the intercom.

“Apologies for the interruption people, but I must inform you that the Medbay level and the two above and below it are now in a twenty-four-hour quarantine,” Kirk sighed before continuing and you could just imagine him pinching the bridge of his nose as he spoke, “Ensign Nurzik believed someone had caught a deadly and highly contagious Hirogen virus which has now been identified as what I’m gonna call the Common Cold.”

You dropped your head into your hands. Godammit.

“Unfortunately there is no way to undo the quarantine as maintenance on that system is currently being completed. All individuals currently quarantined in their quarters or other rooms on the levels previously identified will need to report to the bridge as soon as this message is done so we can make sure your work is completed while you’re unavailable. We are terribly sorry for the inconvenience. Please feel free to contact HR for assistance while you’re confined to your quarters. Kirk out.”

With a click, you were in silence. The door continued to flash red and for a moment you just sat there in shock.

“When we get outta here imma smack that idiot that hit the quarantine button,” Leonard said. You laughed weakly in agreement. 

You couldn’t believe it. You were stuck in here for the next twenty-four hours. A whole day. You had things to do, a nap to take, a monitor to hit with a wrench till it turned on again. This had really thrown a big fat metaphorical spanner in the works.

“Jesus Christ, a common cold,” he continued, “How thick d’ya have to be? 

“Ugh,” you groaned, “This is fucking rich.”

“You didn’t by any chance bring a pack of cards with ya?” he asked. You shook your head.

Of course, your luck was this bad. Not only were you stuck but since you’d invaded his quarters, you were stuck with Leonard. Sure, he might be one of the few people you’d pick to be stranded on a deserted island with but he hadn’t exactly had any say in you sharing his - less than spacious - quarters for the next day. 

“Ya hungry?” he said as he got up, making his way over to the replicator. 

“Not particularly but I could go for some chocolate cake.”

He snorted at that. For a man with award-winning complaining skills, he was far less grumbly than he should be. 

“Comin’ right up.” 

Less than a minute later, he was sliding a plate towards you as he put his own down as well. Grabbing the fork placed beside the slice of cake you chuckled to yourself as you noticed what he had. “Victoria sponge, why am I not surprised?”

“‘Cos you know I got good taste, that’s why,” he said, shoving a forkful into his mouth. 

“Very true.” Digging into your own cake you nodded in agreement. “Very true indeed.” His lips twisted into a slight smile. 

The cake was good. So good that you finished long before Leonard who was savouring every bite. You’d licked your fork clean and were looking at your empty plate in defeat. 

“Self-restraint. That’s what you need,” Leonard said. He still had just under half of his slice left.

“Whatever,” you grumbled, “Just because you eat tiny-ass bites.” He didn’t bother replying, just smiled as he ate.

The familiar sound of a communicator beeping made you look up. Leonard tapped the device on his chest. “McCoy.”

“Hey Bones,” Kirk’s voice said through the device, “Are you in your quarters right now, cause you haven’t reported to the bridge yet and Nurse Chapel tells me you’re not in Med.”

“Shit,” Leonard muttered. You’d both completely forgotten to let anyone know that you were out of action. “Yeah, I’m here. Sorry ‘bout that, Jim. Completely slipped my mind.”

“Well, we got that all sorted out, I’ll leave you to your day of isolation.”

Leonard was about to reply when you smacked the table lightly and pointed at yourself. 

“Oh yeah, wait, uh. Y/N is in here too. Might as well save her from making another call.”

“Is she now?” Funny how perfectly you could imagine the captain’s expression just by his words. “‘Completely slipped my mind’? Really Bones? Sure you weren’t just preoccupied?”

You raised your eyebrows at the man across from you who was clearly avoiding your eyes. “Hilarious, Jim, really. Anything I can do for you, or will that be all?” he asked dryly.

“I mean, I would be very interested to know what Y/N’s doing there, unless of course-”

“Bye Jim.” He closed the call hurriedly. “You’d think they’d have chosen less of a dickhead to captain this place.”

“Hmm,” you agreed, “Dickhead maybe, but I would be very interested to know what he was talking about, or rather why?”

“Ha, ha, ha,” he replied without a shred of humour, “You’re just as bad as him, y’know that?”

“I’m honoured you think so highly of me.”

Rolling his eyes hard, he got up from the table and headed in the direction of the bathroom door. 

“Whatcha doing?” you asked, slightly miffed by his sudden movement.

“Having a shower. Might as well not stew in this uniform if we’re stuck in here.”

“Oh, okay.” You could help but felt a flushed. Leonard McCoy was comfortable having a shower with you alone in his quarters. It wasn’t anything at all, in fact, you figured most anyone else on the ship would be comfortable in the same situation but it was different. Everything was different with him. 

The sound of the shower came through the wall after a moment. He’d gotten undressed real fast, you thought before you caught yourself. Not that it mattered, it was fine, why were you thinking about that?

Slumped forward in your chair you fantasised about that nap you’d been planning on. Oh, to crawl into your own bed and snuggle into the covers and fall asleep. A cosy cocoon of bliss. If you could teleport that’s where you’d be. Head falling down onto your folded forearms you groaned aloud before whispering a soft profanity. For the first time, you felt confident describing yourself as vexed.

“Hey.”

You shot up - and awake you quickly realised - at the hand on your back and the soft greeting. Sleep had really snuck up on you there. 

Leonard stood beside you looking down at you with an amused smile. His dark hair was still damp and his towel was around his neck. He’d traded his uniform for simple pyjamas as well. They looked nice.

“Sorry, I guess I was just-” you started, quickly interrupted by a jaw-splitting yawn.

“Don’t worry about it, sweetheart,” he said, “But I gotta say a table ain’t the best place to go to sleep.” You hummed at that, feeling a dull ache in your shoulders and neck. “I already changed the sheets so why don’t you go get some shut-eye in an actual bed, huh?”

“What about you then? Where are you gonna sleep?” you asked. You knew Leonard well enough to know despite his near-constant complaining he’d be happy to give up his comfort for someone else - except maybe not Kirk but that was out of spite.

“The floor’s not that bad,” he said with a laugh though you knew he wasn’t joking.

“You seriously think I’m gonna let you sleep on the floor after I came in here uninvited? I didn’t think you were that thick, Dr McCoy,” you said, folding your arms.

“I ain’t tired.” 

“Well, I am and as I just proved this table isn’t that bad so you take your bed and I’ll stay where I am, thank you very much.”

He shook his head. “Can’t let you do that. We both know how hard you’ve been working, you deserve a decent sleep.”

“Guess we’re stuck at a standstill,” you said, putting your hands up.

“Well then, guess we should be mature adults about this.”

“Absolutely,” you agreed, “Paper scissors rock?”

The look he gave you reminded you of a disapproving teacher you’d had at the Academy. “It’s called sharing,” he said, not entertaining your idea for a moment, “I trust you enough not to steal the covers.”

“Oh.”

“Unless that’s gonna make you uncomfortable.” He didn’t seem to have considered that possibility till then.

“Not at all.” Uh oh, that was too quick.

“I’m taking the right side of the bed an’ you can borrow a sleep shirt if you need,” he told you before heading through to his bedroom. It didn’t feel right to go after him instantly so you sat there for a bit, heart beating faster. 

The shirt you were wearing was clean but it wasn't fit for sleeping you knew that. Not breathable enough and the fabric was kinda scratchy if you were honest. However, the thought of borrowing one of Leonard’s shirts gave you a different breathing issue. He said you could borrow it. He said it was fine. It’s just a shirt.

When you walked into his room, Leonard was standing in front of his mirror, pulling a comb through his hair. A single pale blue shirt sat folded on the left corner of the bed.

“Thank you,” you said softly, reaching for it, “Mind if I use the bathroom?”

“Go ahead,” he said, not sparing you a glance, “Use whatever. ‘Cept my toothbrush obviously.” If your stomach wasn’t a whirlpool of nerves you’d have shot back something about ‘your plans being ruined’ but instead, you were willing yourself to chill out.

Once the door to the ensuite had slid shut you shook out the shirt. Just a shirt, just a shirt, you repeated to yourself again and again. Belief was a powerful thing and if you could just persuade yourself that he was your friend being friendly everything would be okay.

Stripping your own to fall on the floor you pulled the sleep shirt on. No matter how rudely anxious you were, you had to admit that this shirt was a hundred times better than yours. The fabric was so soft and in itself made you ready to pass out. It didn’t take you much longer to finish up after using the toilet and quickly swishing around a mouthful of water. You felt a little bad for not brushing twice a day but these were dire times after all.

Leonard was already in bed when you emerged, a book in his hands as he leaned against the headboard, the covers up by his hips, his pillow to the side of him. “Alright with you if I read for a bit,” he asked, looking up at you.

“Nope, go ahead. I’m probably gonna be out as soon as I get comfy,” you said. Trying to be as natural as possible you lifted up the covers on your side and climbed in. There was about half a metre between the two of you, thank the heavens. Still, you couldn’t stop being horribly aware that if you reached out right now you would be able to touch him.

Part of you was tempted to. Was tempted to cross that line, I mean who knows when another opportunity would arise and you’d already had Spock calculate that there was a 52.7 per cent chance he liked you like that. But you couldn’t. You wouldn’t risk the other 47.3 per cent chance of losing your friend. And so you’d lie there, back to him, in his shirt and his sheets letting sleep take you away. 

You had been right though. You went to sleep almost straight away, something Leonard was both impressed and disappointed by. He didn’t spend much time reading once you were out. Too busy casting you a cautious glance every couple of seconds just to make sure you were still there.

Something about having you asleep next to him made him ache. Your rhythmic breathing was disturbingly calming and he couldn’t stop himself from realising that this was the first time he’d slept next to a woman in years. God, he mentally cursed himself for that train of thought. You were Starfleet, you were prepared to do the necessary no matter if you were comfortable or not, but this was different. You looked at ease wrapped in his sheets less than arm’s reach away. He figured there had to be a certain amount of trust for you to look so peaceful.

You were one of the few people he really clicked with and he certainly hoped you felt similarly. The two of you really hadn’t had a chance to spend time together for a while and it might not have gone as planned, but he was still glad you’d come over. He wouldn’t admit it but was almost a little grateful for the quarantine. It may be a big ol’ inconvenience for you but he enjoyed didn’t mind this arrangement. That made him feel guilty for not hating it.

But then it was the shirt. Ever so slightly too big, with extra material at the shoulders, it made him hot around the collar so to speak. He felt a tiny bit smug seeing you wearing it.

Feeling worse and worse about where his thoughts were sneaking off too, he set his book down and wriggled down into the bed, careful not to disturb you. He was a bit relieved by the darkness that took over after he hit the switch nearby. You were of course asleep so none the wiser but the red tinge that had settled on his cheeks made him a little self-conscious.

“Night, sweetheart,” he breathed.

You were deliciously warm when you came to. Utterly encompassed by the covers and Leonard. 

Oh. Fuck.

The sudden realisation that you were holding onto the hand on the arm that was draped over your middle made you want to scream. Luckily the self-control you had was in full effect. His chest was pressed flush against your back, one of his ankles hooked around yours. Now you were warm. 

Leonard McCoy was spooning you. Your Leonard McCoy. Tall, dark-haired, sarcastic, Doctor Hot-Ass, Leonard McCoy. This was the stuff of late-night wistful thinking. Oh, Lord, you were in deep. 

Should you wait until he wakes up? No, no, that would be weird. But trying to pry yourself from his muscular arm seemed a little too challenging, not to mention the fact that you sorta didn’t want to leave. If you could stay like that you wouldn’t ever leave.

Then his arm curled around you a little tighter and you stopped breathing. He wiggled a bit and you were certain he was going to wake up. Hearing the tiny gasp he managed to stifle a moment later you realised he was. You waited a second before speaking. 

“Are we both pretending to be asleep now?”

“Not anymore,” he said softly, “‘Morning.” The way he said it made it sound like he’d bitten off a sweetheart at the end.

“Good Morning,” you said, focusing on keeping your breathing steady.

“How long have you been awake?”

“Not long,” you said, “I uh…” 

“Yeah?” he said, hanging onto every word.

“Nothing.” Liar.

“Okay.” Every second of silence felt like it was burning you up.

He hadn’t removed his arm yet which you figured was a plus but it also meant you weren’t sure if you could move your hand.

“This okay with you?” he sounded… nervous? That wasn’t a trait you’d ever considered him to possess and hearing it now, like that. Well, shit.

“Yeah.” Your voice felt small, smaller than ever before. “You?”

“You gonna smack me if I say something sarcastic?”

“Never,” you replied, with a small smile.

“Well, then, I gotta say it’s not the worst situation I ever been in.”

“That’s sweet of you,” you said.

“Anything for you sweetheart.”

You twisted to roll to face him, switching the hand you had on his arm to keep it in place. He was so close to you that you couldn’t help but inhale deeply. You decided that he looked well-rested and if everything fell apart at least you could be grateful for that.

“I ever tell you how pretty you are?” he asked, the harshness of his morning drawl made you feel a bit hot.

“Not that I recall, why?” you said, playing along.

“‘Cause you are fuckin’ stunning.”

“When did you become such a flirt, mmm, Doc?”

“When did you join the Enterprise?” he shot back, with a sly smirk. 

“Smooth.”

“Thanks, sweetheart.”

“We just gonna stay here?” you asked, starting to draw little circles on the back of his hand.

“Why you got somewhere to be?”

“Not for the next-” You lifted your head slightly to look at the alarm clock on the bedside table behind him. “-Thirteen hours.”

“Given I ain’t got nowhere to be I’m just fine staying here,” he said.

“Okay.” 

The suddenness of it hadn’t really hit you yet, the only thing that was in the forefront of your mind was- 

“What do we do now?”

He frowned. “Didn’t we just agree to stay here?

“I mean after the next thirteen hours are over. Is this getting left here or..?” You didn’t dare finish that thought for fear of jinxing it.

“I mean… we should probably figure out what it would actually mean but if it’s alright with you, I’m perfectly okay with it hanging around.” His eyes were gorgeous so up close like this. 

“I really like you, Leonard,” you confessed. He smiled.

“Thought you only went for admirals?”

You smacked his arm lightly. “Shut up.”

“I really like you too if it’s any consolation. And this, being next to you, ain’t half bad,” he said, playing with the fabric of your shirt.

“Don’t tell Jim,” you said, “At least not for a week or something.”

“That smarmy bastard? Wasn’t planning on it,” he reassured you, “I ain’t looking forward to his gleeful ‘I told you so’ smile.”

You laughed. You weren’t particularly fond of the Captain being proved right in most cases but this could very well be an exception.

“I tell you, we’ll be hearing about it in his best man speech,” he continued.

“Best man speech?” you teased, your heart beating fast at the fact he’d just said that. He also seemed to realise the gravity of it and his ears went brilliant red.

“I didn’t mean- like, y’know what I-” he spluttered out.

“It’s okay, Leonard. I don’t… I don’t mind.” Seeing the sincerity on your face had him calming instantly. He leaned forwards and placed a soft kiss on your forehead.

“I do really like you,” he said.

“I really like you too.”

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a/n: not me just now realising i'm a simp for the "both are pining but are oblivious" trope, this shit is sO good hhhhh anyways - hope you enjoyed this! send me some feedback or a suggestion of what you wanna see from me either via my ask box or private messages :))

#leonard bones mccoy x reader #leonard mccoy x reader #bones mccoy #bones x reader #bones mccoy x reader #leonard mccoy #leonard bones mccoy #star trek #star trek x reader #star trek reboot #st aos #star trek alternate original series

[pinkcoffeecup]

caught in the act, spencer reid

Summary: Y/n and Spencer has been together for seven months, yet none of the team members suspect a thing. Well, at least not until Spencer, whilst being a little too distracted, forgets to lock the door to his apartment.

Warnings: Slight Dom!Spencer, fem!reader, Sexual themes (kissing, pet names, slight degradation), no smut (but like almost)

Word count: 1105

"Yeah, I, uh, we’re landing now, I’ll see you soon,” Spencer mumbled into his phone, trying not to catch the attention of any of the team, “Love you,”

Y/n and Spencer had been together for seven months, yet none of his team, his family, knew. In fact, none of them even had the slightest suspicion he was seeing someone.

He hadn’t intended on them not knowing. At first, he had decided to keep it a secret, simply because he didn’t want to jinx it. But then time went on, and a good time to tell them never came around, and once the couple hit six months, Spencer decided that every possible chance he had to tell them, had passed and that it was now officially too late to tell them. “Are you coming Spence?” JJ asked, the whole team looking at him.

“Sorry, what?”

“Drinks? Rossi’s paying,” She added.

It wasn’t unusual for the team to go out for drinks after a case like this. It had been a long, tough nine days in LA, and everyone needed to wind down. But Spencer hated to be away from Y/n for this long, especially as she was struggling to fit all her university coursework into her busy schedule.

And whilst Spencer’s mind was brilliant, but when it came to lying, he was no mastermind. His hands would get all clammy, and his breath would fall short as his words tripped out of his mouth “I can’t tonight, I, uh, I have this book I want to read”

“Are you sure?” Morgan said, “Come on kid, maybe you’ll meet someone you like, y’know?” a suggestive smirk made its way to his lips, oblivious to Y/n who was the only someone on Spencer's mind.

“I’m sure,” Spencer’s voice had somehow stabilised, and with a sense of authority, he added, “But have fun,” before heading out of the jet.

-

He twisted the keys in the lock, slowly opening the door to his apartment. Spencer was always careful to lock the door behind him, he almost did it per automatic, but today, his mind was crowded with something, someone else.

“Spencer!” She rushed up to him, clinging to his tall figure, “God I missed you,”

He rested a hand on the back of her head, and another around her waist, pulling her closer, “I missed you too princess,”

She smiled at the pet name, adjusting her chin on his chest so that she could look at him. She really had missed him, more than she thought she would. She liked to think of herself as independent, but when it came to Spencer, she was anything but that.

“Hey! I almost forgot!” She remembered, a smile spreading across her lips, “I have officially submitted my last essay this term,”

Spencer couldn’t feel anything but pride and happiness for her. “No way! I’m so proud of you!”

Y/n couldn’t help but giggle at his reaction, “I suppose we have to celebrate then, don’t we?” He mumbled, both his hands resting at her hips as he placed a small kiss on her lips. “Do you deserve it?” he asked, his lips making their way to her neck.

“Mhm,” She responded, allowing him to pick her up from the floor, her legs wrapped around his waist. He walked towards his couch, never letting his lips leave her body.

He sat down, placing her straddling his lap. “Never leaving for this long again,” he said, moving back to kiss her lips again, “missed you too much, missed this”

Her hands made their way to his tie, fumbling with the fabric, “I see you missed me too,” He chuckled against her lips. Loosening ties had never been her strong suit, but eventually, she was able to undo the knot and move it off his neck.

Her large yellow knitted sweater was lifter over her head, leaving her in a small tank top and shorts. Her fingers made their way to the buttons on his shirt, once again struggling. Spencer seemed to enjoy the show in front of him, his desperate girl.

She only managed to unbutton four buttons before he grew impatient, grabbing her face and kissing her roughly.

“Hey, Reid?” A voice echoed through the apartment, the door being swung open, revealing Morgan, Emily, and Garcia. “Oh my god!” Penelope squealed, quickly turning back around.

“Knocking guys! Knocking!” Y/n had been quick to move off her boyfriend, sitting next to him on the couch as he tossed her the sweater. “We’re so sorry! But you forgot your bag, and we just thought we’d return it on our way to the bar,” Prentiss tried, but Morgan broke out in a fit of laughter.

“Spence?” Y/n whispered from behind him. He was quick to turn around, shocked to see her holding in a smile as she tapped imaginative buttons on her chest, “the buttons”

He looked down, seeing the randomly undone buttons, “right, the buttons,” now fumbling with the same buttons y/n had been, only minutes earlier.

“When were you planning on telling us you had a- uh- friend here tonight?” Morgan smirked, somehow emitting a small giggle out of y/n.

“I was going to at first,” Spencer defended, “Y/n told me waiting would make it weird, but then too much time passed, and I realised she was right,”

“Hold on,” Morgan said, “At first? How long has this been going on?” He looked almost offended at Spencer's decision not to tell anyone about his secret girlfriend. “seven months” Spencer mumbled.

“Seven months?!” Penelope added, “wow Spencer! I’m so happy for you!”

Derek looked at Penelope for a second, before placing his attention back on the blushing couple in front of them. “Look at you, pretty boy’s got game!” he chuckled, placing a hand on Spencer’s shoulder. “Well, we’ll leave you to it then. Don’t want to be a party pooper,” He added nodding towards Y/n before releasing Spencer from his tight grip.

“Go get ‘em, kid!” He laughed, turning around and heading out the door, Penelope following him out. “Again, we’re so sorry” Emily added before following the two outside.

The second the door was shut Spencer let out an annoyed grown. But even an annoyed Spencer couldn’t help but smile at Y/n as she broke out in a fit of giggles.

Even though the previous actions had been interrupted, he didn’t mind all too much. Seeing Y/n so happy was one hundred per cent worth it, “God I love you so much,” He smiled, and even though she couldn’t quite speak as her laughter only grew, Spencer was certain she felt the same way.

#spencer reid #dr spencer reid #spencer reid smut #spencer reid x reader #derek morgan #Criminal Minds #criminal minds smut #criminal minds x reader #criminalminds smut #spencer reid x y/n #Matthew Gray Gubbler #mgg x y/n #mgg #smutty #fluff #mgg fluff #caught #dom!spencer #fem reader

[sappynapper]

Could you write cc!dt x fem!reader (romantic) comforting crying reader on the phone after they got followed home?

sure! ❤️‍🩹 all of these are kind of long distance vibes? which is why they can only comfort them via the phone ya feel? bc otherwise i just think most people would go over straight away

cws: descriptions of being followed, implied reference to assault, crying, panicking, fem!reader

Comforting you on the phone after being followed home (LDR) x DT

Dream

when you tell him you were followed home by a random guy this man immediately goes full action stations practical what-can-we-do protective mode

“did you call the police??”

“yeah, they have his description”

“and right now? are you alone?”

“mal’s here-“

“what about a guy friend or a neighbour-“

“she brought her boyfriend just in case it’s ok”

and so on until he’s satisfied you’re safe, then he takes a breath

“are you ok, baby? that must have been really scary”

the question makes you choke up a bit bc it was scary and it’s only just sinking in

and that gets dream pacing around his room, tugging at his hair in frustration, bc he just wants to hold you and keep you safe, make you feel safe

“i’m sorry i’m not there”

you take a steadying breath, “it’s ok. i’ll be ok. i think i’ll go to my parents tonight so i’m not alone when mal leaves”

“good idea. let me order you an uber though, and call me back and stay on the phone while you’re on the way so i know you’re ok”

“yessir” you joke weakly at his protectiveness

“i’m serious” he admonishes, “i can’t stand the thought of something happening-“

“i know, i know” you settle into a comfortable silence, soaking up the comfort his presence provides, even over the phone

a few days later i think you can expect to get a parcel in the mail with an assault alarm key chain, whatever self defence weapons are legal where you’re from (eg. pepper spray), one of those front door stoppers, and a bunch of other safety stuff (and probably another of his hoodies)

he’d also probably encourage you to take a self defence class or something and check in on the phone more, memorising your schedule so he can call and keep you company when he knows you’re out after dark

Sapnap

he’s in a vc with punz and sylvee when he picks up your call

“hey peaches, what’s.. hey, what’s wrong?”

he can hear you sobbing at the other end, trying to catch your breath

he’s panicking a lot, straight away

“are you hurt? what’s going on??”

“i- got- followed- home” you manage between sniffles

“What!?”

“what’s going on?” punz asks

“y/n got followed home”

both punz and sylvee cry out various questions in concern for you but sap ignores them, muting and deafening to talk to you

“a guy on my bus, he got off at the same stop and he was walking behind me all the way home, i was so scared, it was getting dark”

“are you home now? how d- is he gone?”

“yeah, yes sorry it’s fine, it’s fine now. i went next door first, to the family with the noisy kids? and they scared him off. i was there for a while. they made me tea but i just wanted to call you so i left” you ramble

“baby..” he doesn’t even know what to say, just listening to your occasional hiccup as you calm yourself down “i wish i was there right now”

“i wish you were here too” you murmur so sadly it hurts his heart

“you know i’d have beat the crap outta that guy for you” he tries to joke, in hopes of cheering you up

he feels relief wash over him at your, albeit watery, giggle

“yeah?” you ask with a small smile

“yeah! you know i know like, kung fu, and judo and, what’s the, tai-kwan-do?” he sounds out

you laugh again, “you’ll have to teach me one day”

“when i can come visit, i won’t need to teach you, i’ll be your scary dog privilege”

“i can’t wait” you tell him, sincerely

“why don’t you hop in vc with us, sylvee’s here, we were gonna watch a movie or play uno or something” he suggests, “it might take your mind off it”

“yes please”

“ok, whenever you’re ready princess, love you”

“love you too sap”

George

your call wakes him up (inevitably) and when he hears you freaking out saying you got followed home he kinda thinks you’re not serious?

like he’s not really thinking tbh bc he just woke up and what you’re saying is so unbelievable he doesn’t consider it may have actually happened? ?

basically i’m saying he awkwardly laughs and goes “what?” (this fucking guy)

“george, i’m serious, some guy was following me on my way home, i’m freaking out”

… processing…

“WHAT? ARE YOU OK?” he shoots up in bed so fast, he’s definitely awake now

“yeah, i think so? my roommates are here and we’ve locked everything. i’ll file a report later, i suppose?”

“yes definitely do that”

“yeah, ok, it’s..” you take a shaky breath

“y/n…” it’s moments like these he wishes he was better with words

“i’m ok, sorry, i just wanted to hear your voice”

“i’m here” he tells you with as much sincerity as he can muster “and don’t say sorry” he adds quietly

“sorry. i mean..” you laugh lightly at yourself “thank you”

“of course. and i’m sorry, for, you know, laughing, i-“ he huffs “i was sleeping, before you called… ugh i’m an idiot” he groans

you laugh again and he’s so relieved to hear it

“of course you were sleeping” you sigh again “can you just talk about stuff? i don’t know, distract me?”

“sure” he agrees gently, thinking for a second before launching into random descriptions of his plans for the next 24 hours and the stuff he’s excited to be working on etc

you do your nighttime routine and get into bed while he’s talking, interjecting occasionally, and eventually you slip into sleep

george stays on the phone with you while he works until you wake up and thinks about when he’ll be able to watch you wake up in his bed every morning

#mcyt x reader #dreamwastaken x reader #sapnap x reader #georgenotfound x reader #dream x reader #gnf x reader

[waitimcomingtoo]

Brutal Out Here

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Synopsis: Peter gets jealous when you get paired with Brad for a project

Masterlist

“Okay, class. For this project, I’m gonna pick your partners so that we don’t repeat what happened last time.” Your professor announced.

“Hey, what happened was not my fault.” Flash spoke up. “I didn’t know he had a peanut allergy.”

“Peter, you’ll be with Ned.” Your professor ignored him.

“Nice.” Peter and Ned fist bumped.

“Brad, you’ll be with Y/n.” The professor continued.

“Nice.” Brad smiled and held out his fist. You awkwardly smiled back and fist bumped him. Peter watched the interaction and frowned before shaking it off. He figured you were just doing it to be polite and he would probably have done the same if he were in your shoes.

During your lunch break, you all sat together in a dining hall to discuss the upcoming project.

“I can’t believe you got paired with Brad.” Ned said. “I heard some of the girls calling him “braddy” before. As in a combination of “Brad” and “daddy”. That guy cannot be good news.”

“I know. You’re so lucky you get to be together.” You sighed. “Ugh. Why do I have to be with Brad?”

“You really got the worst case scenario.” Peter teased you.

“I hate working with the jocks.” You groaned. “They always say they can’t meet up because of practice and make me do all the work. It’s so annoying.”

“I think we get graded separately on this project. Just do your half and if he doesn’t do his, that’s on him.” Peter tried to comfort you.

“All right. That makes me feel a little better.” You smiled and rested your head on his shoulder. “It just sucks that he’s my partner for this project. It could’ve been fun if I was with someone I knew.”

“Hang on. He’s coming over.” Ned warned. As if on cue, Brad slid into the seat beside you and rested his basketball on the table.

“Hey, Y/n. Hi Peter. Hi Ned.” He greeted everyone at the table. “So when do you think we can work on the project?”

“I’m always out of class by 3 but I work Tuesday’s and Thursdays.” You told him. “When are you free?”

“I have basketball on Monday, Wednesday, Friday.” He said. “I end at 6 though. Is that too late? I bet you have a few 8 am’s.”

“6 is fine.” You shrugged. “I go to bed super late anyway.”

“Same.” He chuckled. “Do you want to swing by practice tomorrow and then we can work in the library?”

“Sure.”

“Cool. See you then.” He held out his fist, and you hit yours against it. Peter frowned as Brad got up and walked away.

“He seems kinda nice, right?” You asked the table once he was gone.

“Yeah. I guess so.” Peter shrugged, feeling jealousy bubble up inside him.

“I don’t know. He was respectful of her schedule and seems like he actually wants to do his part.” MJ cut in, making you all jump.

“How long have you been here?” Ned asked.

“MJ just described the bare minimum of being a good partner.” Peter pointed out. “He’s still a jock which means you’ll probably end up doing all the work.”

“And if you’ll look to your left folks, you’ll see a jealous boyfriend in his natural habitat.” MJ teased. Peter made a face at her while you and Ned laughed.

“Come here. You got pen on your face.” You squished Peter’s face between your hands and loudly kissed his cheek.

“Did you get it off?” He smiled, feeling his jealously dissipate.

~

“Honey, I’m home.” You announced as you entered Peter’s dorm room a few days later. He laughed at your joke as you climbed into bed with him.

“Hi, princess.” He kissed you hello. “How was your project? Worse than you thought?”

“Actually, no.” You chuckled. “Did you know Brad was a math major?”

“No.” Peter said flatly. “I didn’t.”

“Yeah. He’s insanely good at it.” You said. “He’s gonna do all the equations and I’m gonna do the research. I’m actually really excited about this.”

“Oh. That’s good.” He frowned and absentmindedly played with your hair.

“Yeah. It’s such a relief that he actually pulls his weight on projects. I got so worried for nothing.”

“Hm.” Peter chewed his lip as he listened to you. He wasn’t worried about you spending time with Brad until Brad proved to be a decent guy. Now, he felt like he had something to worry about.

“Anyways, I’m done talking about school for the day. I feel like I haven’t seen you all week. I’ve just been so busy with Brad. How was your day?” You kissed his chest before propping your head up to look at him.

“It was good. I missed you.” He smiled a little as he pushed the thought of Brad out of his mind.

“Did you? What specifically did you miss about me?” You teased before pressing a kiss to his lips.

“Everything.” He told you before kissing you again. He propped himself up on his elbows to deepen the kiss, only to be interrupted by your phone buzzing

“Oops. Hang on.” You pulled away and grabbed your phone. You looked annoyed at first, but chuckled once you read the text.

“Who is it?” Peter wondered.

“Brad just texted me a few ideas for our project format.” You said as you typed something onto your phone. “Okay. I’m done. Sorry.”

Peter welcomed you back into his arms, but frowned when you couldn’t see. You had definitely laughed at something Brad had said, but chosen not to share that with Peter. If Peter was worried about Brad before, it was only amplified now.

As the weeks went on, Peter saw you less and less. You were spending all your afternoons with Brad to get your project done. Everyone Peter saw the two of you together, his jealously grew.

“How was the project today?” Peter asked you on a rare afternoon you were free at the same time.

“It was good.” You said. “We got a lot done.”

“Do think you’ll finish early?” Peter hoped.

“I’m not sure. We ended up taking on two topics because we couldn’t decide. It’ll be a lot of work but I’m excited for it.” You told him.

“Oh. Wow.” Peter frowned, knowing two topics meant you’d be spending even more time with Brad.

“Are you and Ned almost done with yours?”

“Almost.” He mumbled, still deep in thought over Brad.

“What’s wrong with you? You’re so quiet.” You noticed.

“Nothing. I’m just tired.” He lied as he rubbed your arm.

“Me too. I’m exhausted.”

Peter was silent for a moment until he heard your phone buzz again, followed by the sound of you laughing.

“Is that Brad?” Peter asked, a little too quickly.

“Yeah.” You chuckled. “He’s surprisingly very funny.”

“Oh.” Peter said flatly.

“What?” You looked up in confusion.

“So you’ve chosen violence.” He half joked, half meant.

“Don’t do this.” You laughed. “I just said he was funny.”

“Funny. Good at math. Drop dead gorgeous.” Peter shrugged.

“I never said he was drop dead gorgeous.” You sat up a little and gave Peter a strange look.

“I know. But he is. He’s like crazy hot.” Peter insisted as he got off the bed.

“Woah. Do I have something to worry about?” You tried to lighten the mood when you sensed Peter’s indifference.

“No.” Peter sighed and turned back around. You sat in awkward silence for a minute as something chewed at Peter.

“Do I?” He asked suddenly without looking at you.

“What?”

“Nothing.” He shook his head. “Tell me more about your day.”

“It was good.” You shrugged. “Nothing too eventful.”

“Me either.” He replied before thinking of something. “We should hang out on Saturday. It’s been too long since I’ve taken you on a date.”

“Sounds good to me, Petey. I’ve missed you. Even thought you’re grumpy today.” You teased him.

“I’m not grumpy.” He pouted.

“Sure.” You said sarcastically. “You’ve been working too hard on your project. It’s making you cranky. You need to take a break. What are your plans for tomorrow?”

“I was gonna stay at the Tower pretty late tomorrow night to help Mr. Stark with my suit.”

“Oh, okay. That works out nicely then.” You nodded. “I just got invited to a party.”

“Oh, really?” Peter perked up. “Who’s party?”

“Brad and some of his friends were gonna do a campfire by the lake.”

Peter stilled at the mention of Brad. Now, your interactions with him had branched out from strictly school related to hanging out for fun.

“And he invited you?” Peter asked.

“Yeah. Do you think you��ll be with Mr. Stark all night? I could wait for you to come with me.” You offered.

“No, it’s fine. He said he’ll most likely need me all night.” Peter lied. He could probably go if he wanted to, but he wasn’t interested in seeing you and Brad hang out all night.

“Boo.” You playfully pouted. “I’ll miss you. Text me updates. And ask him to add a ventilator to the body of the suit. You stink.”

“I will.” Peter chuckled at your joke, momentarily forgetting about you and Brad.

~

The next day, Peter was barely paying attention to his class. His mind was preoccupied with the thought of Brad Davis and how much time he was spending with his girlfriend. As he was walking out of his class, he got a text from you and pulled out his phone to read it.

“Text me if you need me. I’ll be at school with Brad.” The text read. Little did Peter know, Flash was reading his texts over his shoulder.

“Parker, my heart goes to you, man. I can’t imagine what you’re going through.” Flash said as he clicked his tongue.

“What am I going through?” Peter frowned.

“Getting cheated on.” Flash said simply. “At least you can listen to Olivia Rodrigo and get the fully experience now. Remember, even if she didn’t cheat, shes still a traitor.”

“What are you talking about?” Peter felt his face heat up.

“Haven’t you heard? Brad and Y/n are the schools newest couple.” Flash smirked.

“What?” Peter clenched his jaw. “No they’re not. They just have a project together.”

“Really? Because I heard Y/n’s been going to his practices. All his practices.” Flash emphasized. “I’ve never done that for someone I was paired with for a school project.”

“She just meets him after practice so they can work on the project.” Peter explained as he walked away from Flash.

“Interesting, interesting.” Flash tapped his chin. “And what about his games?”

“What?” Peter stopped in his tracks.

“Oh, you didn’t know? I saw her last night at the game. She was cheering on her boyfriend.” Flash stated.

“He’s not her boyfriend. I’m her boyfriend.” Peter said angrily as he took a step closer to Flash.

“Then why didn’t she tell you she was at Brad’s game? Seems like she was hiding it from you.” Flash shrugged. Peter stopped being angry for a second to consider that Flash might be telling the truth.

“You really saw her?”

“Front row.” Flash confirmed. “Cheering for his every move.”

“Face it, Parker. It was only a matter of time before you lost Y/n to someone better. I mean, did you really think you stood a chance against Brad Davis?” Flash snorted. “He’s the taller, stronger, better looking captain of the basketball team. He’s got a car, he’s got money, he’s got friends-“

“-Are you in love with Brad?” Peter cut in.

“Maybe.” Flash shrugged. “And best of all, he’s got your girlfriend. He’s got it all.”

Peter fell silent as Flash’s words went straight to his head. He was already feeling insecure about your relationship with Brad, and Flash just confirmed his worst nightmare. Flash could tell that his plan to mess with Peter worked from the look on Peter’s face.

“Damn. It really is brutal out here.” Flash patted Peter’s shoulder before walking away. Peter clenched his fists into balls and stormed all the way back to his dorm. He was in the middle of thinking of ways to confront you when he heard a knock at his door.

“Hey.” You smiled brightly when Peter opened the door.

“Oh. Hi.” Peter mumbled as he walked back into his room. You frowned at his odd behavior and let yourself in.

“Is everything okay?”

“Did you go to Brad’s game last night?” Peter asked you, hoping you’d say no.

“Yeah. I was at the basketball game.” You told him, making Peter’s face redden.

“Why?”

“Well we worked on the project between practice and his game. He asked me if I wanted to stay and watch, so I did.” You shrugged.

“You didn’t tell me you were doing to his game.” Peter said flatly.

“Well, it was a last minute decision to go. And I knew you were on patrol so I didn’t think I’d have to update you on what I was doing.” You replied, still not realizing that Peter was upset.

“Don’t you think you going to Brad’s game is something I’d want to know?” Peter grumbled.

“Not really. I told you I was gonna be at school with Brad. I was always where I said I’d be.” You answered, starting to get annoyed with his condemning tone.

“But I thought you guys were working on your project. I didn’t know you were at his game.”

“Why does it matter what we were doing?” You laughed awkwardly, not understanding what Peter was getting at.

“Are you serious?” Peter scoffed.

“Are you?” You asked. “What am I missing here? What’s wrong?”

“What’s wrong is you not telling me you were at Brad’s game.”

“Why do you keep calling it Brads game?” You wondered. “It was our schools basketball team playing another school. I had nothing else going on and I was already there, so I stayed. What’s the big deal?”

“The big deal is you seem to be getting awfully comfortable with Brad. Since when do you even like basketball?” Peter whined.

“I don’t. But Brad is my friend and he’s on the team, so I watched the game. Why are you so upset?”

“I’m upset because you’re spending all your time with some other guy. I can’t believe that you keep hanging out with a guy you know I’m jealous of.” Peter said as he angrily folded his arms.

“Jealous? Since when are you jealous of Brad?” You asked.

“Since always.”

“How was I supposed to know that? You have never mentioned that once.” You pointed out.

“Yes I- oh. Wait.” Peter stopped himself when he realized you were right. He has been jealous of Brad since the beginning, but this was the first time he actually told you that. He looked at you apologetically but you were already picking up your stuff.

“I’m not a mind reader, Peter.” You sighed “If you were uncomfortable with my friendship with Brad, you should’ve told me. Not that I ever gave you a reason to be uncomfortable with him.”

“How could I not be?” Peter said quietly. “You talk about him all the time.”

“I talk about him when you ask about my project.”

“Well, you went to that party with him. Without me.” Peter tried to continue his argument, but he knew he was in the wrong.

“I invited you to the party.” You reminded him. “You couldn’t go.”

“He’s still Brad Davis.” Peter insisted. “He’s freaking 6’3 and the captain of the basketball team. And the girl says he’s the hottest boy in our school.”

“Have I ever said that?”

“No.” Peter realized.

“So why does it matter what the other girls say?”

Peter stayed silent as he thought about what you were saying. His jealously seemed so silly to him now and all he could think about was how he wrongfully took his frustration out on you.

“Because I’m insecure and I convinced myself you were cheating on me with Brad Davis.” Peter admitted as he hung his head in shame.

“Peter.” You sighed and set your bag down. You wanted to leave, but you knew this was something that needed to be talked about.

“Flash is also to blame!” Peter said quickly. “He’s the one who put it in my head that you were cheating on me with Brad.”

“So you’ll listen to what Flash says before you listen to me?” You got angry again.

“I’m sorry.” He sighed. “I got in my own head. This is all my fault. You didn’t do anything wrong.”

“Did you really think I’d cheat on you? Do you really not trust me?”

“I do trust you.” He promised. “But he’s Brad freaking Davis.”

“Yeah. And Brad freaking Davis has been a lot nicer to me today than you have.” You picked up your bag again and went for the door. Peter opened his mouth to stop you, but you were already in the hall.

“I’ll see you later Peter.” You rolled your eyes before shutting his door. Peter let out a loud sigh and buried his face in his hands, knowing he messed up big time.

~

Peter didn’t hear from you all day, despite the numerous apology texts he sent you. He was shuffling his feet in the hallway between classes as he tried to come up with a way to get you to talk to him.

“Peter! Wait up!”

Peter turned around when he heard his name and turned to see Brad running to catch up with him.

“Oh. Hi Brad.” Peter mumbled.

“Can you give this to Y/n for me? I took it by accident when I was getting my stuff.” Brad explained as he handed Peter your notebook.

“Sure. I’ll give it to her.” Peter took the notebook but kept the fact that you weren’t speaking to himself.

“So how long have you guys been together?” Brad politely continued the conversation.

“Since high school.” Peter smiled a little. “Sophomore year.”

“Wow. That’s impressive.” Brad nodded. “You’re really lucky to have her.”

“Why do you say that?” Peter felt his jealously seep back in.

“Because she’s crazy about you.” Brad told him. “She brags about you all the time. Hearing her talk about her relationship really makes me miss my girlfriend, though.”

“You have a girlfriend?” Peter’s eyes widened.

“Yeah. We’re long distance now but she’s coming up to visit soon. We should all hang out once she comes.”

“Yeah. I think that would make Y/n really happy.” Peter said quietly as his guilt ate away at him. If Brad had a girlfriend this whole time, Peter had even less of a reason to be jealous. He looked down at your notebook before making a decision.

“Thanks for the notebook, man.” Peter said. “I’ll go give to her room right now and give it to her.”

“No problem.” Brad shrugged.

“And uh,” Peter awkwardly scratched the back of his neck, “thanks for being such a good friend to her. I appreciate it.”

“Aw, it’s my pleasure dude.” Brad smiled. “See you later.”

Peter waved to Brad before running off towards you dorm. He knew he needed to make things right with you and fast. He hastily knocked on your and waited for you to answer.

“What are you doing here?” You sighed when you opened up.

“I have something to tell you.” Peter began.

“Okay.”

“I’m really stupid.” He continued.

“You didn’t have to come here to tell me that.” You told him. “I knew that already.”

“You never gave me a reason to be jealous of Brad. I was over thought everything and read into things that weren’t there.”

“I also knew that.” You told him.

“I’m really sorry that I ever thought you cheated.” Peter apologized. “I’m just really scared of losing you. And really stupid.”

“You mentioned that.” You cracked a smile.

“I’m so sorry.” He said again. “I’ve been a jerk to you all week. How can I make it up to you?”

“Brad has another game tonight.” You said coyly. Peter gave you a tight smile, not wanting to go to the game but knowing he needed to make it up to you.

“Let’s skip it and go on our date.” You continued, making Peter’s smile widen.

“Sounds good to me, honey.”

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[metalbuckaroo]

For The Future

Summary// Eight months after you leave town, Bucky still has his worries- but Sam has an unexpected surprise.

Warnings// some angst, some fluff, light doubtful bucky, some almost smut, actual smut, unprotected sex (wrap the sausage please), cursing, mentions of tobacco use, Steve being nosy, Sam being supportive

AU// biker!bucky x f!reader

Note// finally part three for this! I’m thinking maybe an epilogue? Of after a couple years?? Opinions on that?

Dividers by: @firefly-graphics

Mini-Masterlist

18+ ONLY MINORS DNI

Months passed since the night you’d left. It became easier, but still stayed in the back of Bucky’s mind.

Where you were, how you were doing. It took weeks for him to stop trying to text and call your number. Still getting the out of service message each time.

Though, he did feel happy that you chose yourself over both him and Jake. He still missed you- even the late night calls where you’d ask him to come pick you up from a random house party.

“Hey, Buck! Got a surprise.” Sam grinned as he shoved in the front door. Making Bucky roll his eyes, thinking it was just another delivery that wasn’t scheduled to show up yet.

“Not now, Wilson.” He sighed, sliding a beer across the countertop to a customer.

“Get your ass out here. This one is fresh from the bus stop.”

“If this is a fucking joke, I’m firing you.” Bucky threatened, rounding the bar and following his friend outside.

His heart dropped when he was met with a beaming smile. But, it wasn’t the kind of sickening drop that made his stomach twist.

More of one that made him feel like his eight months of worries vanished in a matter of seconds. Seeing you standing on the walk way with a smile just as bright as the day he met you, maybe even brighter.

“Holy shit,” he chuckled, arms wrapping around you in a tight hug as yours circled around his thick waist.

“God, I missed you.” You giggled, squeezing a little tighter as Sam mumbled something about going back inside.

Bucky looked you over for a brief moment as he pulled away, breathing a light laugh. “Can’t believe you came back. Where are you staying?”

He was terrified that it was an answer he wouldn’t like, one that meant everything would go right back to what it was before as you shrugged. “I don’t know yet, probably the motel on 9th.”

“The one with the rats the size of a small dog?” He questioned with raised eyebrows.

“That’s the one.” You nodded, pressing your lips together.

Bucky hummed as he lit a cigarette, contemplating his next words. “Come stay with me. Just until you get settled back in.”

“I won’t be intruding on… anything? Relationship wise?”

“Not at all.”

Everything seemed to have reversed to what it was like years before, in the beginning. Before everything crashed and burned.

To the days that caused the coffee stain on Bucky’s bedroom carpet and your initials carved into the leg of his nightstand. When sitting in his bed while eating overly greasy pizza while watching movies was a weekly occurrence.

You had figured you’d show up to him in a happy relationship- though you hoped that wouldn’t have been the case, you couldn’t blame him if it was. Instead being welcomed back in instantly as if nothing bad had ever happened.

The movie was muted and empty pizza box sat on the floor to be dealt with later as you told Bucky everything that had happened since you’d checked yourself into a recovery center out of town.

“Since you had a part in me ditching my bad habits-“ you plucked the half empty cigarette pack from his lap just as he was about to pick it up. Taking him by surprise as he narrowed his eyes at you.

“No,” Bucky chuckled, reaching for them as you went to lean over him to reach the small trash can.

“It’s your turn.” He let out another laugh as you sang out the words. Arms going around your waist to stop you from reaching any further.

“Those helped me through your old habits. I need ‘em.” Amusement laced his voice as you squirmed in his hold, trying your hardest to reach just a little bit further. A surprised squeal slipping out when your back hit the mattress, Bucky’s larger frame over you as he reached for the cigarettes that were clasped tightly in your hand.

“Give ‘em back, sweets.” This time was a belly laugh, the smile growing on your face as he struggled to catch your hand as you waved them back and forth.

“Nope, no more smoking for you.” You giggled, legs going around his hips and arms going loosely around his neck. A more serious look settling on his face as he looked down at you, your fingers grazing along the back of his neck as you grinned up at him like a fool.

Bucky wasn’t sure what part of him urged him to his next move, his lips molding to yours as he wedged an arm under your back to lift you so you sat on his thighs. Pouring every bit pent up emotion into the kiss.

You couldn’t help but grind down against the growing bulge under you. A quiet whimper slipping out from the friction as his hands gripped the outsides of your thighs, massaging his way up to your hips. Both already panting when you broke away to discard shirts, throwing them to the side as he urged you onto your back again.

Lips and hands explored as the remaining clothes were slowly thrown out of the way, your heart pounding in your chest as cold and warm fingers hooked in the waistband of your underwear. His erection heavy against your inner thigh and lips never leaving yours.

But, the guilt that suddenly filled your chest was overwhelming. Tears welling in your eyes as you thought over how easily he let you back in.

“I’m sorry-“ you murmured, gently pushing his hands away and slipping out from under him.

“You okay? Was I going too fast?” Bucky rushed out, worried he’d done something wrong as you pulled your clothes back on. Noticing the tears that spilled into your cheeks. “Sugar, talk to me.” He said, tugging his briefs on and standing.

“I shouldn’t have barged back into your life-” you choked out, Bucky’s heavy left hand resting on your lower back.

“Don’t say that. Okay? I want you here.”

“I can’t let you take me back in that easy, JB. I put you through hell.” You sucked in a shaky breath, shoving your phone into your jacket pocket.

“Please, don’t leave, sweets. Please.” He pleaded, hands staying on your sides as he followed behind you to the front door.

“I just need to think. I’ll be back.”

Bucky laid in his bed staring at the ceiling for what felt like the whole night, but had only been just shy of two hours when he heard his front door squeaking open. Knowing it had to have been you as he sat up, relief washed over him at the sound of footsteps towards his bedroom.

“I can go to the couch-” he started to lift the covers to get up before you shook your head, giving him a reassuring smile as you tossed your jeans back towards the corner and slipped in beside him.

“No, it’s fine.” You said, laying on your side to face him as he laid back. Bicep flexing as he tucked his forearm under his head.

“Why did you come back?” He asked, not looking from the same crack on the ceiling he’d been looking at since you’d left.

“Missed you, JB.” You murmured, rubbing your hand against the solid muscle of his bicep.

“I mean tonight. You could’ve… went to the motel- to Jake.”

You rolled your eyes at the mention of his name, scooting a little closer to Bucky’s side. “Fuck him.” You huffed. “Plus, I’m sure the motel isn’t near as comfortable as your bed.”

A ghost of a smile was visible in the dim light of his room, but quickly faded when he turned his head to look at you. “You really gonna stay this time?”

“Promise.”

His bionic hand covered yours that laid on his arm. Bucky letting out a soft sigh as his eyebrows creased together. “Sorry about earlier. I read that whole situation wrong.”

“Not your fault. I had my part in it and just freaked.” You said, shaking your head.

There was a moment of silence as he looked back to the ceiling. Hand staying over yours as the gears turned in his mind. “I… feel like this is a do-over. For us to fix our regrets, our mistakes and- maybe that’s why I thought what I did.”

“You can have anyone you want, Buck.” Your voice was almost a whisper as his lips curled down and he shook his head.

“That’s not exactly true. Been tryin’ that one for years, sugar.” He chuckled, getting a light laugh from you as you hooked your leg over one of his.

“Don’t start with that.”

“You’re better, that’s what matters.” Bucky nodded, hand moving down to hold the bend of your knee.

“You’re just so special, JB.” You mumbled, lifting your hand to hold his jaw. Stubble scratching your fingertips as you traced your thumb over his lips, stopping at the dimple of his chin. Your lips finding his again in a kiss that was slower than the one prior.

You didn’t want to push to try again after taking off the first time. Instead, soaking in how pillow soft his lips felt against yours. Gradually sitting up more until your legs were on either side of his waist, the kiss becoming hungrier with every passing second until you were sharing breaths as his large hands gripped your waist.

You shifted around until your underwear we tossed to the side, Bucky’s following as you dipped down to latch your lips to his pulse point. Feeling his swollen head prod at your entrance before his free hand urged you down.

His deep moan mixed in with your softer one as he pushed deeper. Swearing to himself that next time he would take it slower, let there be more build up- all he wanted in that very moment was to feel you stretch around him until he couldn’t go any deeper.

“S’fuckin’ tight for me.” Bucky huffed out, hooded eyes watching where he had disappeared in the warmth of your cunt as you sat up straighter. Hands laying flat against the firm muscles of his chest as you started to rock your hips and he held the outsides of your thighs.

Bucky’s mind felt foggy, almost dream-like in a way as your pace picked up and he reveled in the feeling he’d wanted for so long, but tried to find in other women instead. So wrapped up in the bliss that he nearly missed the needier rock of your hips.

He slipped a hand up to caress your chest, metal thumb extending out to press tight circles to your clit. Feeling your thighs twitch from the added pleasure as a higher moan poured from your lips.

Everything felt so perfect. So full.

Each rock of your hips letting him slide against a sweet spot that you hadn’t discovered before and made your head spin as he rutted up into you. Huffed out moans and pants leaving his kiss bitten lips as his head tipped back against the pillows.

“You’re so perfect. Shit- S’good.” Bucky grunted, gently pinching your nipple as your walls tightened around him. The sensation tipping you over the edge and his name spilling out in a blissed out chant as you bounced in a rhythmic pace. Nails digging into his smooth skin.

“Bucky,” you mewled, thighs starting to ache.

“Fuck- I’m- goddamn-” his teeth were gritted, fingers digging into the swell of your ass to guide you at a slower pace to hold off his own release for just a few a moments. Your sweat slicked chest pressing to his when you bent down to kiss along his jaw.

“Give it to me, JB. Need it.”

Bucky’s arm went tight around your waist, staying buried inside of you as he flipped you to your back and smothered your lips with his. The snap of his hips frantic as his thick tip fucked directly into a rough patch and your hands clung to his back. Feeling the muscles ripple with every movement as the bubbling pressure started to build again in your lower belly.

Cresting higher and higher until white shone in your vision and it felt like all of the air had been sucked from your lungs. Your heels digging into the base of his back to push him deeper as he spilled into you with a guttural moan.

Bucky rested his forehead against your shoulder as he calmed his breathing and heart rate. Hissing lightly from the loss of contact when he slipped out of you as you rested your forearm against your eyes.

“Stay there for a second.” He murmured as he placed a brisk kiss to your jaw. Standing from the bed and disappearing out of the room.

Only to come back a few moments later with a towel.

“Hm, what a gentleman.” You hummed, smoothing your hand along his shoulder as he peppered kisses along your chest and abdomen. Gently cleaning the mess between your thighs.

“Only for you, sweets.”

A week at Bucky’s felt like only a couple of days.

Staying in his bed until well into the afternoon when he had to leave to open the bar, waiting up for him on late nights handling club business. Everything fell perfectly into place and seemed too good to be true.

Especially as you sat in a diner Bucky had chose for lunch and a face you knew you would see eventually. But never fully prepared yourself to see.

“You’re back! God, I’ve missed you.” Jake chuckled, walking directly towards the table you were at, waiting for Bucky to come back inside from a phone call.

“Jake- I’m, uh, I’m here with someone.” You said, clearing your throat as you shifted in your seat uncomfortably.

“That’s fine, we can get out of here. Go celebrate you being back.” He offered, sitting across from you in the booth.

“Yeah, that’s not how this works.” You said with a dry laugh, trying to see where Bucky had went through the window.

“C’mon. One party, a couple drinks. How long have you been back? Where are you staying?”

“About a week, I’m staying with JB.” You nodded, watching his attitude instantly shift.

“Why? You could’ve came home. He cut you out of his life and I never did.” Jake snapped, eyebrows creasing together.

“Everything alright?” The waitress said, bringing over two menus.

“Yeah, everything is fine.” His voice was flat as he glared at you. A nervous laugh leaving your lips as you stood.

“I’m actually gonna go. It was nice seeing you again, Jake. But, please, don’t talk to me again.”

Bucky had been leaned against the bed of his truck, blood boiling as he watched what had happened through the diner window. Jerking open the passenger side door before getting in the driver side when he saw you walking out.

“We can just get something at the bar.” You said with a sigh as you shut the passenger door.

“What was that?” Bucky said quietly, not starting the vehicle yet.

“Just Jake- being Jake. Telling me to ‘come home’.”

“You said you were going to stay away! I thought we were doing great this last week!” Bucky said, feeling his heart twist at the thought of you already leaving him.

You looked over at him, baffled that he thought you’d actually agree to going with Jake. “I am, James! He’s the one who sat down wanting me to leave with him! But I didn’t!”

The muscle in Bucky’s jaw flexed as he nodded his head. “Yeah, yeah. Of course, I’m sorry. I’m just- I’m fucking terrified you’ll choose him again.” He sighed, rubbing a hand over his head before resting it on your thigh.

“I made my choice before I even left town, JB. Or, I wouldn’t have left at all.”

“I know, baby. I shouldn’t have gotten mad. I’m sorry.” He said, leaning to lock your lips in his briefly. “Alright? We okay?” He murmured, nudging the tip of your nose with him.

“We’re great.”

Bucky’s happiness over the month you’d been back was something that the people closest to him noticed. Some worried it wouldn’t last, others were happy to see a new smile on his face each time he was near you.

Steve had been wary of the whole situation, worried it would be a replay of prior occurrences and leave his friend a heartbroken mess all over again.

“What do you think of all of… this.” Sam looked to where Steve gestured to Bucky who was stood in the hall that led to his office. A broad smile on his face as your arms circled around his waist.

“I think he’s happy and it’s none of our business. Besides, didn’t you bring her to my house not long before she left to get Bucky to let her in his life again?” Sam quipped, leaning back against the bar. Cocking an eyebrow at Steve.

“And then she went right back to her ex.”

“I think we should stay out of it.” He muttered as Bucky walked towards them.

“How’s everything going?” Steve asked him, getting a shrug in response.

“Pretty great. Been talking about things, making sure we’re both on the same page with everything.” Bucky nodded, crouching down to unlock the safe.

“Don’t let yourself get too close, Buck. God knows how easily shit can go back to what it was.” Steve said, giving him a pointed look.

Bucky let out dry laugh and shook his head. “Been wanting this for years and everything is finally going how I want it. Just let me be happy.”

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[chrispyevcns]

𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 - 𝐛𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭

warnings: mentions of alcohol, masturbation (m), dub/con, somnophilia?, bucky barnes x reader, 18+ reader

summary: you and bucky have a night out on the town and alcohol gets the best of him

a/n: do not steal my work, it’s all my own. 18+ only, minors do not interact!

it was a busy friday, just getting off of work. you were exhausted to say the least. hours spent working away at the office had you beat. all you wanted was to relax back at your apartment, most likely putting on the next installment of the show you were currently fixated on. that was until you got a text, reminding you that your evening plans were going to be the complete opposite.

bucky: don’t forget 6:00 sharp :)

“damnit” you groan out, setting your things on the counter.

it’s not that you didn’t want to go out with bucky, but that’s exactly what it was. you had completely forgotten that you made plans a week ago, being so caught up with work got in the way of you remembering. and you just couldn’t bail on him, the two of you had wanted to plan a night out for a while. it was about time your guys’ schedules had finally matched up, so to say the planning took a while was an understatement.

you had settled on wearing something comfortable and casual, that way if things got crazy you could come home and crash in the clothes you had.

“oh shit” you laughed, as the both of you stumbled back into your apartment for the night.

“i’m gonna be honest, i didn’t think you’d actually try to outdrink that guy” bucky chuckled.

you were a bit too hammered for your own liking, but it just added more fun to the night. bucky made sure that you’d make it home safe, so you agreed to have him drive you home and leave your car over at the bar to retrieve it the next morning.

“so whaddya say old man, how about another round” you challenged, reaching for the bottles of leftover liquour in one of your cabinets.

“i’d say it’s about time we get you to bed” he replied, taking the bottles from your hands and turning you away from the cabinets.

“you are so boring” you groaned, playfully pushing him in the chest.

“you’re drunk y/n” bucky laughed, putting the bottles back in their previous spots.

“i’m not drunk, i’m buzzed” you corrected, “there’s a difference”.

“we’re both drunk” he smiled, “let’s just get you to bed okay?”

“fine” you sighed out.

you began making the walk to your room, bucky right behind you in case you lost your footing. which was a smart choice considering the fact that you tripped on something in the darkness, bucky and you both dying of laughter as he picked you upright and led you the rest of the way.

“i’ll leave you for the night, you promise you can get into your bed without my help?” he asked.

“you can’t go back home you’ve been drinking” you started, sense coming out in slurs.

“i made it all the way here i’m sure i’ll be fine to go back home, i’ll be back in the morning to give you a ride to your car” he promised.

“no i insist on you sleeping here, i have a bad feeling you’ll get pulled over or worse” you pleaded.

“are you sure?” he questioned, not wanting to intrude.

“yeah, we can share my bed” you said, rummaging through your drawers, one hand holding yourself up.

he gave a quick look of uncertainty. it’s not that he wasn’t sure of anything weird happening with you, it was himself he was unsure about. bucky was head over heels for you, and imagining being close enough to you was making his mind race and his face hot.

“are you sure?” he repeated, wanting to be certain you were fine with this.

“we’re like family bucky, it’s totally not weird” you spoke.

that was like a punch in the stomach for him. but you were already undressing into your pajamas right in front of him so there was no going back now.

“you’re gonna go to bed in that?” you asked, watching bucky stand there as you pulled a shirt over yourself.

“i usually sleep in my underwear, but i feel like that’s kinda weird” he said shyly.

“i said it’s fine, but suit yourself” you shrugged off.

he gave a big sigh as he fully undressed, seeing you preoccupied trying to get comfy under the covers.

“hit the light will you” you muffled, head already stuffed into the comfy pillow.

“okay” he said nervously, turning to flick off the lights.

he climbed into bed next to you, stiffening up feeling as uncomfortable as ever. you quickly began falling asleep, your drunkenness finally turning into drowsiness.

almost a half an hour had passed and bucky was still awake as ever. he hadn’t moved since he hopped into the bed with you. then he heard it. what sounded like a muffled moan.

“you’re fucking overthinking it” he thought to himself.

but the next whimper that escaped your sleeping lips solidified his thoughts. you definitely were having a good dream. and now he was even more uncomfortable, because he was getting hard off of it. how embarrassing. what if he was all wrong? what if you were just sleeping and he was too horny to notice? the alcohol was for certain getting to him now. and now here he was, next to you, getting hard off of simple noises.

“fuck” he cursed himself.

it wasn’t going down anytime soon, and the only way to fix it was to take care of it. he slowly reached his hand down his briefs, taking quick glances at you to make sure none of his movements would wake you. bucky took his hard cock into his hand, letting the weight of it sit in his palm.

once he made sure all was clear he began stroking himself. quietly and quickly seemed to be the best case scenario. gripping it and swiping his thumb over the swollen tip, trying to savour the moment. he stopped his ministrations for a second to spit into his right hand, then continued to stroke the base.

bucky tried so hard to quiet his moans. but seeing your sleeping figure and how sexy you were only turned him on more. the alcohol was still in his system, and bucky was surprised he didn’t have a case of whiskey dick.

“mmh fuck” he whispered.

if only you liked him the way he adored you. he imagined your hand being you, sucking him in so beautifully. he started pumping himself faster and faster. god this was so wrong. but he didn’t care, he needed the release. he came hard into his hand, biting his lip to silence any noise he could’ve made. he quickly rushed to your bathroom, his steps making your stir awake. washing his hands he came back out and tried to silently lay back down next to you, guilt showing on his face.

“why are you so loud?” you whispered, half asleep.

“sorry, beer goes in and out” he lied.

“go to bed old man” you said, flipping over so your were facing him.

that face. that beautiful face you had. he wished you were his. the mind you had was beautiful, he didn’t want to share it with anyone. but little did he know, that mind knew and heard exactly what he did that night.

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[of-foolish-and-wise]

a uni survival guide: tips from a phd

if there's one thing i know about, it's college. i've done it, i've taught it, i've lived and breathed it. these tips are for first years in particular, but honestly for everybody. i think it's so important for people to have balanced lives in these years -- academics are not everything. you know what didn't help me in the real world when i was afraid i wouldn't live through it? my fancy college note-taking format. you know what did help me? the friends i made there who i knew would get on a plane and fly across the country in a matter of hours if i told them i needed them.

academic

- figure out where class is held ahead of time: don't be that kid who's late on day one, i beg of you

- use the writing center: especially for basic grammatical editing, which a lot of professors don't have time to mark on papers

- speak up in class: talking through ideas helps you work through them, and asking questions about something you don't understand can open up great lines of conversation

- find a regular schedule that works for you and stick to it: my college schedule was morning free time, class, lunch, class, practice, homework. that consistency was a life-saver

- keep a planner: it's so important to have a central place to track deadlines, assignments, and engagements

- annotate your reading: when you're stressing about a paper topic, being able to go back to what you've highlighted and written in the margins is a life-saver

- color-code your coursework: i use the same color highlighter, pen, and notebook for any given class. it's super helpful

- if you can't focus while studying with friends, don't: i reserved group studying for days when i didn't have important work because i can't be in a room with other people without talking to them. if your school has one, the quiet floor of the library is your best friend

- treat yourself to a "fun" class: art was always my place to just sit back and chill, a way to end the night all zen in the darkroom instead of conjugating russian verbs in a fluorescent-lit cinderblock prison. for you, it could be gym, it could be pottery, it could be some random course about, like, the history of cooking or something -- explore!

- profs are people too: don't be too nervous around them. also, know that if you're struggling -- even b/c of something in your personal life -- you can admit it, and they'll almost always understand why you missed a deadline or bombed a test

- go to office hours: it's the only way to get to know professors in big courses, and it's so helpful for both your grades and learning how to navigate relationships with authority figures

social

- don't let academia keep you from your friends: it's a case-by-case basis, but sometimes it's okay to let the reading slide and spend time with friends. i graduated seven years ago and my college group text still talks every day. that's so much more important to me than the fact that i never finished brideshead revisited

- joining a club is one of the best ways to make friends: i played ultimate frisbee through college and it was the source of so many lasting relationships, as well as the way i met all my local friends when i was abroad

- say yes to things you don't know if you'll like: you'll surprise yourself. me? turns out i love drinking games. and theme parties. and skinny dipping. and rock climbing

- don't be that person who looks down on their peers for partying: honestly? that person kind of sucks. you don't have to party if you don't want to, but actually, a lot of those people are super nice and also good at school -- don't just write them off!

- show up for your friends: go to their games, their concerts, their art shows, their standup nights. show them that what matters to them matters to you, too

- set aside a night to do a group activity with others: whether your vibe is wednesday night trivia, a weekly "terrible movie" showing, or a get-high-and-watch-nature-documentaries-type thing, these are great ways to liven up the week and de-stress

- this is a great time to figure out who from high school really matters to you: you don't have to force relationships that were built mostly on convenience if there are friends at uni with whom you click more. people you became friends with purely based on the coincidence of where your parents lived do not have to be your forever friends. they can be! but they don't have to be

personal

- don't expect too much of yourself: a 4.0 is not the end-all, be-all. if your family or somebody tells you it is, tell them to call me, and i will personally talk some sense into them

- take advantage of university support services: mental health counseling, free yoga classes, multi-cultural societies, etc

- drink water: please, please don't get kidney stones in the middle of the semester, says the girl who got kidney stones in the middle of the semester

- let yourself take breaks: if you need to lie to a professor and say you're sick when really you're just feeling down and you need to sit in bed and watch a movie, that's totally valid

- don't freak about individual assignments: my students come to me freaking over a B+ and i tell them, honey, no job interviewer is ever going to ask you about your second paper from communications 101. i wish i'd known that

- go see speakers if there's someone interesting coming to campus: these talks are always cooler than you expect. i'll never get over the fact that i didn't go see anita hill when she came to my undergrad

- do your laundry on the same night every week: i can't explain why this is so helpful but it really is

- keep up on the news and the memes: read the school paper, the school blog, the memes page -- college politics and inside jokes are fun and convoluted and fascinating

- set the groundwork for long-term self-care: all of the above is really just to say -- university isn't just for learning about the french revolution, it's also about learning how to balance, how to handle failure, how to ask for help, how to make a salad that doesn't totally suck, etc

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[funnfinnreal]

for people who missed x/jevin/doc's livestream (Joe was there but he wasn't streaming) - they did a hermitcraft season 9 town hall and so I'm gonna try to write down as much info as I can get

warning: long post - i tried to be as concise as possible but this was a 2+ hour stream. also it’s somewhat disjointed but that’s just bc i went in the order they said things

I wasn't there for all of it so if I missed something that's why. also they can talk faster than I can type so I may have missed some stuff there

-they wanted to take a longer break this time, they've never had much time between seasons since the start rly

-they were planning on the 19th originally, but it had to be pushed back

-x's posting of the date on the video wasn't meant to be seen? YouTube stops videos on the final frame, it was only supposed to show up for a split second

-there were reasons for everyone to get a break, not just one hermit, everyone had complications

-they met very close to the "start date" so they didn't have everything figured out NSJFHJS and ppl had more complications coming up

-due to the uncertainty and complications they pushed it back

-doc said "quicker than you think" for the new season!! he said they need maybe one more meeting before the start

-Jevin clarified that this was NOT just because of Scar - several hermits has complications

-X said it's not healthy to speculate on why and it's affecting some of them, just send Scar support and nothing else

-Doc said they're not gonna give a firm date in case more complications arise

-Doc also said they're all just youtubers trying to also lead normal lives!! they're not trying to misinform things just Happen

-they have a date, it's soon but they're not gonna say bc of what Doc said

-it's going to be a full season! not a short season like 8. they plan seasons around updates and the caves and cliffs split messed them up. "we learned a lot from short seasons - don't do them"

-the short season was an experiment for them, and it sounds like most of them didn't like it

-Joe said not to read into people's health based on the launch date - the date does not mean anything about Scar's health and it's stressing him (scar) out

-Joe said it was later than he would've thought? soon regardless

-sounds like time between seasons is going to be the norm from here out - they enjoyed their independent time to recharge

-the date has to be unanimous (or consensus driven as Joe said - there are usually one or two people who have different opinions but they understand they have to work in a group) (as do all of their decisions) remember there are 26 hermits some with fulltime jobs - I can't even coordinate a date for my 4 friends man I can't imagine

-some hermits may not be there at the start due to schedule but they'll all be there at some point. again scheduling for 26 people is almost impossible

-stress and iskall WILL be there this season FULL TIME!! they needed a break but they're both very excited for the new season

-everyone who was on s8 will still be on s9

EVERYTHING AFTER THIS DOES NOT HAVE TO DO WITH THE DATE, JUST OTHER ASPECTS OF S9 AND HERMITCRAFT IN GENERAL. 

-x has 13k viewers (he broke his record!) and he said he's going to try to stream a lot in the first week of s9 (so go follow his twitch)

-they add new members by first voting, then asking the person to join - it takes a lot of time to add new members because they have to vet them thoroughly and they don't add temporary members - once you're in you're a full member, there's no probation, no hazing, the newest members are on the same level as the oldest right away

-no one has ever denied joining as far as they know, but Joe almost said no! he did solo challenge maps and wasn't sure if he wanted to come in or not and said he thought it was a scam at first MSJFJSJ

-part of the vetting process is being fairly sure the person will Want to join - they wouldn’t ask someone like dream bc they know he probs wouldn’t care to join

-THERE WILL BE A SHOPPING DISTRICT THIS SEASON!! last season the idea was separate districts to promote stories and competition, but it didn't really work LMAO. most people just ended up being independent and selling the same stuff as all the other shops - people weren't gonna check every shop on the server just to find one thing

-shopping district was always a natural thing, it wasn't initially planned and enforcing rules about it takes away the "natural-ness"

-they don't consider popularity when adding members, subcount means nothing, they look at your content, how you carry yourself in public, etc

-it's annoying to ask people to join an smp or to ask ppl in the smp to add a specific person - X brought up a recent fwhip tweet

-Joe brought up being bothered about joining Grian's series and how annoying that is - he doesn't know why he's not and he doesn't care - it sounds like all the hermits get this

-Gem and False joined!

-they've picked a seed but they can't say much about it - X did accidentally say that he was gonna be the only one on an island tho lmao. they did a poll to see if ppl cared about the seed and were surprised when most people said no

-there will be a "starter town" in s9 - almost everyone will start in the same area and eventually spread out - this was something they did in s3 and liked it a lot so they're bringing it back. hermits don't Have to do it but it's the general plan

-there are no plans to form groups again, but they could form organically

-the data pack with the texture changes (derpcoin, beef's food, scar's hat, etc) was an experiment that they tried. a lot of viewers love it and a lot don't. some of the textures were way too detailed and didn't look vanilla enough.

-they may add custom textures in s9, but they have to look vanilla and can't be excessive

-overall, they just have to test content real-time! they don't have data about things, they just Do Things and if they fail they fail. s8 especially was meant to be very experimental

-the mods used on the server are mostly for performance and video-making reasons. minecraft is not meant to be played by 26 people at once.

-they WILL still have proximity chat! and it will be on the server until they can't anymore. a lot of communication barriers are solved and the audio quality is better than discord in recordings with it. they all seem to love it

-some like to use litematica and some don't but they're allowed to use client-side mods like that. there's a code of honor there, where they won't use automatic aspects of the mod, just the blueprint function. same with other client-side mods

-the hermatrix and moon were modded (kind of obvious but I wanted to add it in NSJHFS). the moon mod was super complicated - the blocks floating weren't just random and neither was anything else! that's the heaviest modding they've done

-doc is probably gonna make a video showing off the moon mod and make it public

-they're not adding the create mod. i didn't think they were but a lot of ppl on the streams were asking

-there's no senority in hermitcraft. everyone has an equal voice. ik i said that already but jev said it again. joe reiterated this and said the server wouldn't work if they didn't. "bring in people you trust and act like you trust them"

-X wants to abandon "all forms of symmetry and counting" for his builds next season - no numbers. (when he said he was abandoning symmetry false popped in and said "hey!" which was funny)

-stories on the server are somewhat scripted - there's a beginning and an end planned out and maybe some cornerstones but how they get there isn't predetermined. sometimes someone will talk about what type of story is important to them but again it's not defined

-I GOT AN AD but they're talking about storylines more. X dipped out for a minute so i switched to Doc's stream to make sure i didn't miss anything

-generally the person who created the story guides it but they keep reiterating that there's a huge improv element

-ren joined and he tried to use some intro music but his mic kept cutting out MSJHFHD but ya ren is there now. and X came back

-they don't feel that vanilla/survival limits them, if anything it challenges them to be More creative

-they're super ready to challenge themselves, they don't feel the magnitude of their builds have plateaued or anything

-several hermits are potentially planning minigames this season

-they're all always challenging themselves and doc talked about how they're playing with their youtube idols! they want to look good for the people they admire! doc specifically mentioned Scar and Etho as his. being in a group of amazingly talented people and being able to bounce ideas off of them/get criticism is very inspiring

-you're probably not gonna be able to join hc but it's such a great experience they're all saying you should try to make your own thing like it! even if it's not minecraft, just making a group and doing cool things together is amazing!

-ren said that overall they're gonna be "digging into the old school" this season and bringing back a lot of stuff from older seasons. maybe smaller pranks, minigames, the starter village, etc

-they try to encourage collabs as much as possible. in any group there are ppl who get along easier/record together better than others and so collabs just don't work for everyone together. there's always gonna be ppl in a large group who hang out more within a smaller group.

-also timezones are a huge thing. they'll wake up early/stay up late if there's a concrete thing but if they're not usually awake at the same time they're not rly gonna collab

-they're planning to update to 1.19, sounds like they're gonna do the same thing they did with 1.14 but they're not sure (it sounds like there may have been a miscommunication)

-tbh i recommend going back and watching the vod if u have the time, there's a lot i can't get down

-they don't care about trends/popularity, they want to make their own stuff without obeying the algorithm

-there needs to be some mystery about them in order to make their storylines so they don’t want to reveal everything

-also their own audiences affect how they do their content/stories - ren and doc have an older audience compared to grian etc

-they mostly add youtubers but if you have very exceptional content they'd consider anyways. streamers are live so much they might spoil content so they look more specifically for youtubers. also not all of them agree on that

-jevin had to go at this point

-gem writes plans for her stories in advance but she has a lot that she uses for different things

-big things, like the s6 civil war are largely impromptu. they may plan the start of the season but they don't necessarily plan how the full season is gonna go

-apparently Gem and Pearl have a lot of plans together, they're good friends outside of the server and they're planning some pranks and chaos. im excited

-they're being very vague about potential new members but it sounds like there won't be anyone new this season. they just said "maybe" but joe said that usually they add when people take the season off or leave and nobody is doing that this season

-at the very least, ren and doc aren't continuing their s8 hermatrix storyline. x is not continuing either, he doesn't care much for rp. for the most part they don't want to re-do any old storylines, but they didn't say anything about other hermits. so everyone except X, doc, and ren is up in the air

-they're never gonna do modded. doc rly doesn't like it and it's very hard to make good modded content, it's a lot of grind for not a lot of reward. some hermits do like it tho! Gem talked abt her own modded series. joe likes non-technical mods/packs bc tech packs require a ton of wiki reading. doc and X pointed out that there are often a lot of exploits that break the game

-other series have a big time commitment in general. most hermits don't have time for more than one. gem doesn't have a lot of responsibilities outside of content so she can but it's hard for a lot of other hermits

-hermitcraft is a long-game type of content so they're able to take breaks, even though youtube doesn't like that

-doc said he's never gonna get a dad bod despite being a dad. not relevant to hermitcraft but i wanted to include this

-apparently sometimes other hermits will ask others to change builds if they think it doesn't look good enough for the server SNFJJS not too often bc they dont want Drama but it does happen

-there's probably not gonna be a theme for the starter village, ppl don't have a lot of resources at that point anyways

-X is gonna try to be more spontaneous this season

-there wasn't a lot of new info after that point, a lot of ppl hadnt been there at the start so they just reiterated other stuff

this ended up being SO Long so uh... sorry. I hope it was informative tho! and kinda disjointed but i mostly put it in the order they said things

#hermitcraft #hcs9 #long post #joe hills #rendog #docm77 #geminitay #xisuma #xisumavoid #hermitcraft season 9 #falsesymmetry #im only tagging hermits who were there #ijevin #but if anyone wants me to tag more lmk

[meltwonu]

22. “Mine.”

36. “Could he make you feel as good as i do?”

notes; director!vernon, actress!reader, jealous!vernon, dirty talk, quickies! 🥳💐🌸❤️‍🔥 Yayyyy it’s friday!! 💕BTW Please refer to my recent post of my updated schedule for the next month and a half~! ✨Just in case y’all wonder why T|H didn’t go up today and I posted a drabble instead lol Also reminder that it’s just a temporary schedule change while I catch up on drabble requests and also just lessen my load of work for a little! 😮‍💨💕 And as always, thank you so much for requesting! Enjoy! 💕

*queued post.

“And… Cut! Thanks for your hard work! We’ll check the cameras now!”

Vernon’s jaw is clenched as he watches Mingyu step away from you; the tall male being your co-star in the drama that Vernon was also directing.

And unbeknownst to the rest of the cast and staff, you and Vernon were dating and had been for the last few years now and he’d always make sure to not act suspicious in front of everyone and even made sure to keep his distance from you when you were on set.

“Can we get a stylist on set?”

He watches as Mingyu puckers his lips and he grits his teeth for the umpteenth time. 

You’d just filmed a kissing scene with Mingyu and admittedly, Vernon always hated having to watch you film kissing scenes, even though he knew it came with the territory of dating in the industry.

“Vernon, do you think we can break for lunch? I’m kinda hungry…” You sheepishly comment, “Just a little snack and then we can check the film? I promise to be quick~”

You bat your eyelashes at him which he knows he can’t say no to - a sigh escaping his lips before he nods.

“Okay, we’ll take a lunch break and we’ll come back in 30 minutes. Get something to eat and come back to set, everyone!”

And when the coast is clear, Vernon slips into your dressing room with a plan in mind. Cock already hard and mind already imagining your blissed out body underneath him.

“Took you long enough~”

You grin at him as he pouts at you in return; his arms outstretched to you as you run into his arms.

“You’re so predictable, Vernon!”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know. You can lecture me later, okay? We don’t have a lot of time anymore.”

He walks you back until you’re flopping onto the sofa - his body blanketing yours as he takes a moment to kiss you.

You melt into the kiss as you wrap your arms around his neck; soft sighs escaping you as you part your legs for Vernon to ease between.

And it takes a minute before he’s pulling away - eyes already blown wide with lust as he looks down at you.

“Mine.”

“I know, silly~”

He rolls his eyes as he pushes your skirt up to expose your already soaked through panties - cock throbbing as you squirm underneath him.

“It sucks having to watch you filming those scenes, y’know? I have to make sure to get every angle of it too so I have to watch the tapes over and over.”

Vernon teases you through the material as you moan out his name and spread your legs wider for him. “I know… You always look so jealous afterwards~ You’re really bad at hiding your scowling face, Vernon~ People are going to find out about us~”

You giggle cutely up at him as he scoffs and pushes your panties to the side right before he’s undoing the button and zipper of his pants.

“No, that’s called ‘looking focused’. I’m trying to do a good job.” “Mmkay~”

He wraps a hand around his cock - groans on his lips as he spreads the precum down his shaft before he’s teasing you by rubbing the head of his cock through your folds and against your clit.

“I just fucked you last night in the hotel too… You looked so pretty trying to grab onto the shower tiles while I pounded this pretty ‘lil cunt~ Ah, what I’d do to go back to that instead of fucking you in your dressing room.”

Smirking, he eats up the way you mewl and whine before he’s getting impatient himself.

“Ngh… Vernon… I–mmph!”

He slowly slides his cock into your warmth as your back bows off of the sofa; toes curling in pleasure at the way he fills you up to the brim when he bottoms out inside of you.

“We don’t have a lot of time but you’re already so wet? What were you thinking about, hmm? Don’t tell me that kiss from earlier made you this way.”

Vernon starts a quick pace from the start as his hips snap into you and you can’t help but clamp down onto his cock when the head of it taps your g-spot.

“Ngh, a-ah, no I–I was thinking, mmnh, about y–you…” You feel your eyes roll to the back of your head as he grinds against you, “The–the way you were fucking me l-last, ngh, night...”

“Oh? Is that so~” He teases.

“Mmngh–fuh–fuck...”

The two of you try to keep your voices down as Vernon does his best to bring you two to the edge of an orgasm; his soft groans and breathless curses only making you tighten up around him as he throws his head back.

“Fuck, you’re getting so tight around my cock... I know how bad you wanna cum, huh, princess? You have to go out there and film a few more scenes with Mingyu and I’m kinda annoyed there’s a bed scene too...” 

Vernon smirks cockily as he thrusts into you particularly harshly.

“Could he make you feel as good as I do, I wonder? Probably not~” He laughs.

Your cheeks are hot as you remember the next few scenes to film - somewhat nervous now that you knew Vernon would be cumming inside of you. 

“I–a–ah, V–Vernon the cum–”

“I know.” He replies - eyes twinkling with mischief as he leans in close until his face is only centimetres from your own.

“I’ll be sure to not leave a mess for him to see, okay~?”

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mc enemiez! ( ✶ ) chapter 20 : is this a date? // don’t forget to read the written chapter below! // word count : 1.8k

⸝⸝ SYNOPSIS ‎𐪆 despite jungwon being a #humble leader, he was kinda salty about the fact that his almighty title of the “youngest leader in k-pop” has been taken by blackpink’s brand new juniors. the world goes against jungwon’s wishes in staying as far away from her as possible when they both end up being the new mcs for ‘the show’. ₊˚✸ ༘

you arrived at the filming location right on the discussed time though the entire place seemed oddly empty, minus one more car there.

“the director and the staff encountered a road problem so there’s going to be a delay in filming.” your manager informs you before turning off his phone and getting out of the car, probably to stretch his legs.

you responded with an “okay” before going on your phone to play some wifi-less games jiyeon made you download in case her phone died during your schedules.

only a few minutes passed when you heard a knock on your window. when you look to your left, you see jungwon’s face pressed up against the window with fog coming out each time he breathes.

“hi” you say as you put down the window.

more of the story below!

“hey, wanna walk around?” jungwon begins before looking around, “i don’t think they’re going to be here for a while.”

“sure!”

“sure!”

right as you went down from your car, you were immediately engulfed into a hug. of course, you were taken aback by this sudden action though you hugged him back soon after.

“woah, what’s with the hug?”

“nothing, i just missed spending time with you… normally.”

you looked down at your feet to stop yourself from smiling too hard while also buying yourself some time to think of a good comeback to that.

“well it’s not my fault someone forgot to respond to me.”

“i did forget!”

“yeah, sure you did.”

jungwon let out a small laugh before intertwining your fingers with his and swinging them back and forth.

“you’re really making up for the time we lost, huh?”

“oh, definitely.”

as you two walked farther away from your cars and managers, you couldn’t help but notice jungwon’s eyes locked onto you.

“is there something wrong?”

“yeah, the view is just so pretty.”

“you’ve been looking at me for the entire time?”

after a few seconds of looking behind you, “look! mountains.” was the only thing he said while he pointed with his free hand behind you.

“ah… well yeah, i guess those mountains are really pretty.”

“almost as pretty as you.”

“what?”

“nothing.”

there was a few minutes of silence while you both continued walking around hand-in-hand until jungwon broke it.

“so… are you ready for today? for our date.”

“oh yes, the totally scripted date we’re going to have on camera.”

“well, when you say it like that it doesn’t sound so romantic.”

“because it isn’t supposed to be romantic, jungwon…”

“bummer,”

“what?”

“nothing.”

a few more minutes of walking around and taking pictures passed when jungwon’s phone started ringing. you peeped over his shoulder to see him about to decline sunghoon’s call.

“you should take it.”

“no, it’s fine. he could wait.” jungwon says before declining the call.

not even a few seconds later, sunghoon began ringing again.

“you should take it, it might be an emergency.”

“if it were an emergency he would call the manager. i bet he just wants to know how we're doing.” he says before declining the call once more.

once again, maybe a second or two later, sunghoon rang once again. you groaned, noticing how jungwon was going to decline the call again.

you grabbed the phone out of jungwon’s hand and ran away to make sure he didn't take it back from you before answering the call.

sunghoon’s camera was turned on and it looked like he just woke up.

“sunghoon sunbae, hi! i’m guessing you just woke up. good morning!””

you barely noticed how sunghoon’s face lit up and how he woke up almost instantly as if he got splashed with a bucket of cold water.

“oh, y/n? where’s jungwon?”

you looked around only for jungwon to be standing right behind you with a look of annoyance on his face.

“he’s right here. should i give him the phone?”

“no! ahem- i mean, it’s fine. i just wanted to check up on him since he was already gone when i woke up but since you’re here, i’m guessing he is. so, how was your day so far?”

before you could even respond to sunghoon, jungwon leaned over your shoulder to grab the phone.

“we’re getting called back now, hyung. i’ll talk to you later.” he said while almost immediately ending the call.

you and jungwon stared at each other for a long time without speaking after that.

“wow, his morning voice is so raspy.” you said with a giggle coming out at the same time, feeling all giddy while locking your arm with jungwon’s.

“he just faked that, you know? usually his voice cracks by the second each time he wakes up.”

“whatever you say, wonie.” you rolled your eyes and let go of jungwon’s arm.

immediately after that, you decided that it’s probably time to go back to the filming location since you two walked a lot farther away from it.

of course, you two didn’t go hand-in-hand like a while ago, though jungwon tried his best to at least interlock his pinky with yours — which he failed at doing since you would slap his hand away.

the filming area seemed a lot different than it was before; the picnic area you and jungwon would have your ‘date’ in was already set, surrounded by all the crew.

you sat down next to jungwon on the picnic blanket, trying your best to ignore the fact that jungwon has been staring at you while you practiced your lines.

jungwon probably got bored since he started moving his hand to hold onto yours while also trying to get your attention.

thankfully, one of the staff took away his attention and gave him the camera you two were going to use since the segment was supposed to feel like a vlog.

you thought that jungwon would finally be able to focus on something other than taking your attention.

unfortunately for you, you never knew about jungwon’s odd obsession with microphone covers until today.

you looked away for just one second for a quick retouch to see jungwon taking off the microphone cover and struggling to put it back on.

“i looked away for one second and you’re already breaking things.”

with that, jungwon looked your way and with a cheeky smile, he began poking you all over with the microphone cover.

“jungwon, put it down.”

“no.”

“what do you mean no?”

“i don’t know, you look cute when you’re annoyed.”

“what?”

“nothing. help me put it back on?”

“you play around with the filming equipment and make me fix everything…”

“you’re the leader here.”

“you’re leader too?”

jungwon looks at you with a pout on his face while showing his puppy eyes. his subconscious plan of acting cute towards you was unfortunately working after you let out a sigh and grabbed the camera out of his hands to fix what he had done.

you and jungwon were told by the director to just make it seem like a casual conversation but to not stray away from the script too much.

of course, you had to warn jungwon that any funny business like what he’s been doing the entire day will result in you both getting into trouble.

you only hoped that he listened.

“action!”

“together with the show’s y/n”

“and the show’s jungwon,”

“winter picnic!”

“to celebrate the amazing winter season, there are three must-haves when enjoying a picnic in the cool air before the spring flowers come.”

you tried your best not to look at the camera’s viewfinder but it was difficult whenever you would catch a glimpse of jungwon looking at you say your lines intently.

“first, of course, to have some good scenery for an amazing view.”

you gave jungwon the camera for him to show the viewers the mountains in the background, completely trying to ignore the way jungwon purposely brushed his hand with yours.

“wow, the mountains are really pretty right now.” you commented while moving a bit closer to jungwon who was thankfully focusing on getting a good shot of the mountains.

right as jungwon was about to sit back down, you both made accidental eye contact. you two were so close that it caught him off guard so much that you both began laughing.

you cleared your throat and let out a deep breath before looking back at jungwon who was still trying his best to hold in his laughter.

“so, jungwon, what’s the next must-have?” you asked in an attempt to bring jungwon back into serious work mode.

“ah. second would obviously be the snacks. isn’t that right, y/n?”

you looked at jungwon with a smile while nodding as he brought out the picnic basket from behind you.

“don’t be surprised but i brought your favorite food.” jungwon opens the picnic basket, revealing a ton of chocolates of different brands and flavors.

it was sort of shocking that everything in there were actually chocolates. you both probably assumed that there would be chocolates in the basket together with other actual food items but you were mistaken.

jungwon’s shock was evident as he began his difficult and close to failed attempts at holding back his laughter.

you looked back inside the picnic basket, in hopes that you could have been mistaken but you were totally correct in what you saw – a basket filled with chocolates.

“oh wow, it’s chocolates! how’d you know i like these, jungwon?”

“it was just a wild guess. also, y/n.”

“yeah?”

“i choco you.”

“anyways! the third and final must-have is obviously music, right? let’s see who our artist line-up is for today.”

after the filming and photo taking was done, jungwon walked you towards the car.

thankfully your manager was probably freshening up in the bathroom so you two could spend more time together without the fear of your manager listening in and scolding you from being too close to him.

you entered your car and put down the window so you two could continue talking.

“jungwon.” you said as he held your hand one last time.

“hm?” he asks with his lips pursed together with his face only inches near yours.

you let out a small laugh while poking his dimple hard enough to push his face away.

“good job today.”

“i wouldn’t have been so good without you, y/n. i had fun.”

“me too”

jungwon leaned on your car window while looking at you with a pout on his face.

“hey, y/n?”

“yeah?”

“was this a date?”

“you gotta try harder if you wanna score a real date with me.”

it was evident in his face that he was disappointed with your response but he tried his best to hide it by

“text me when you get home. i don’t want my best friend to go missing, you know.”

“best friend?”

“yeah”

“okay, i like that. i’ll talk to you soon.”

it seemed as if you both started talking too soon since jungwon called you almost immediately after he saw your car leave.

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⸝⸝ NOTE ‎𐪆 y’all i think i forgot how to speak english while writing this … i think i’m going to rewrite this later :p anyways happy jungwon day!!!

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I’ll Never Fall In Love Again: Scene 1: The Role of a Lifetime

Rating: T for now

Fandom: The Bubble

Pairing: Dieter Bravo x f!reader

Warnings: none. Glitter maybe. Lack of actual Dieter

A/N: I said I wasn’t going to do this. I still might not. I just opened a document to write down a plotline if I eventually wanted to write for this ding dong and this happened. Don’t expect too much. What am I even doing here. He’s not even in this scene. Ugh.

Morgan was in your trailer when you arrived from set, furiously typing into her phone. “Hey there, kitten, got some news for you, gimme a sec…”

“Hey, Can it wait until I wash my face? I swear it doesn’t matter how much remover they use on me, there’s always some residual glitter and I–”

“Done!” Morgan pats the table, inviting you to sit down in the bench seat across from her. The trailer smells of her perfume–YSL Black Opium–and it’s just underscoring how much you don’t want to be here. 

All you really want to do is wash up and get out. You’re not called tomorrow and you’d like to get back to your suite and get an early start on reading a few scripts Morgan had sent over. But you sigh and slide onto the seat, trying not to glitter up the upholstery too much. “Is this about the olives at craft services? Because that wasn’t a real complaint. You don’t have to–”

“Annie Devereaux.”

The silence is immediate. Your agent just said the name of your idol, your favorite director, one you’ve been angling to work with for years, a two-time BAFTA and last year’s Tony winner, a genius (who should have more than one Oscar in her trophy case if the Academy wasn’t so misogynistic) whose casting director you auditioned for three times two months ago and heard nothing NOTHING and–

Morgan’s just smiling at you like a more civilized Cheshire cat. Just as mad, only, y’know gentile.

“You can’t come into my trailer and just drop that name and then say nothing to me, Morgan. Spill.”

“She wants you. You’ve got it.”

You had not anticipated how you might react in this moment, but anything you could have pictured certainly didn’t include all the screaming and hand-flailing that is beyond your control right now. You’re going to have to step back the blurted offer of marriage to Morgan and possibly apologize to God herself for the things coming out of your mouth, but it’s all being said out of manic joy and God and Morgan are big girls; they most likely understand.

“Oh my balls, MORGAN! I’m going to lead one of Annie’s films!!! This is– I’m just– Holy shit–” 

But something’s wrong. Morgan’s still sitting in her seat, her red lips in a tight smile, her manicured nails shining on her folded hands. She’s not up and celebrating with you. Her phone is face down on the table. This must be serious.

But there’s nothing you could think of that would sour this deal. A cut in contract pay, a conflicting schedule, fuck, it didn’t matter. This role, this director, this chance–it was a trifecta of perfection that was going to slingshot your career and you never thought you’d actually get it. Sliding back into the seat but unable to pack your joy back into its original container, you’re already wearing a smile that tells her that she can give it to you straight, you’ll handle it.

“Whatever you’re about to tell me, I don’t care. I want the role.”

She smirks. “Even if you have to get buried in live spiders?”

“Even if I have to get buried in live spiders.” It’s a running joke, a code to see just how far you’re willing to go for a job. But…”Wait. Are you serious this time?”

“No, but it may involve something just as unpleasant.”

“I promise, Morgan. Wild tigers couldn’t drag me away.”

She takes a deep breath and looks you square in the eye. “Your leading man.”

First there’s confusion. You’d read with Timothy, Rahul, and Paul and they were lovely and amazing. You’d love to work with any of them. Although...there was a rumor that others were being considered... and Annie did have a soft spot for... Your heart sinks. No. Surely not. But it’s when Morgan’s phone buzzes and she doesn’t reach for it–doesn’t even acknowledge it–that you know, that you know it’s the worst possible news.

Dieter. Dieter fucking Bravo.

“Are you fucking kidding me. Do I get a say in this?”

“I’m afraid not, kitten. Now, it’s not set in stone, it’s down between him and Timothy and she wants you to come in and read with both. But,” she reaches across the table, tentatively taking your hand and squeezing reassuringly, “does it help to know I got you five percent more in residuals than the original contract?”

Closing your eyes and hissing out a hard breath between bared teeth you squeeze her hand back, agreeing to be brave, or at least do what you do best and act like it. “I suppose that helps, thank you, M.”

And she glows back at you, her loyal client, a “that’s my girl” glint in her eye. Damn she’s good, knows you so well, knows how desperate you are for this opportunity that you’ll swallow your pride. And maybe, just maybe Tim will land the role and there will be nothing to worry about. 

But if he doesn’t…well you can figure out later how you’re going to stomach a project full of love scenes with your infamous ex-husband.

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