#THEY SENT ME 5 BUCKS /j

[2truehearts]

I LOVE THEM SM

[sea-of-dust]

Joker,Akechi,Futaba,Haru x GN!Reader

You made a doll out of them, time to make them think they're one with it

N: I need those idv skins bro every ask is 5 bucks/heavy j. This post shall multiply my luck by 10 fold no 100 fold!!! I WILL GET FUTABA I WILL GET HARU I WILL GET FUTABA I WILL GET HARU RAAAAA

"That doesn't look like me" you pick up the doll and widen it's arms "where my hug at?" Imatating his voice, he goes to wipe his eyes, hitting his glasses, yet still doing the gesture. "Son?"

He would smush his face, twiddle with its hair, all the gestures you'd do to him. "Is my face really this smushable?" He pinches the cheeks of the doll. "Yea" you pinch his actual cheeks

He'd actually treat it like his son. "Why are you doing his laundry?" The doll stares at you with a towels wrapped around its head and waist it's clothes swashing around in a small kids washing machine. "Where did you even get that?" "A friend sent me an address on where to find em" it's silent as you watch the washing machine whirr. "Sooo" "soon I'll teach how to do it himself" he goes to wipe his eyes, only to hit his glasses again and still going through with the gesture.

Don't make him new clothes...either of them. His first thoughts when you show him the dolls new outfit is ask where to find the human sized versions. "It's just clothes you already have" you put headphones around the dolls neck "I don't have those" you find them instantly showing them to him. ".." "you can match with him" he would send you pictures of him smiling wider than a cartoon character with a matching outfit to the doll

Morgana would accidently talk to the poor doll instead of him. "He's so werid right mini joker?" The doll stares into oblivion "I know right" he'd have deep conversations with that doll, you accidently made Morgana a ride or die partner

"How amusing" you show him the doll holding it up by its hands. "It's you" "it isn't it dosent have any physical resemblance to me" you look at the doll and look back at him. "I think this is your long lost good twin"

He'd stare at it if you weren't in the room. It's soulful little eyes it's little smile. "Akechi why are you in a roll of tape?" He turns thinking your speaking to him only to see you pull his imposter out of the tape.

He'd wouldn't interact with it much besides tying it to celling fans, eventually he did examine it. The attention to detail was top notch, the parting of his hair the details on his clothes. He caught himself smiling at these features. "I see you're growing fond of him" he almost throws it but instead hides it behind his back. "I don't know what you're talking about"

You can't be away from minikechi, the life sized one would bring pictures of you three. Either to use as proof as you mearly breathing near the doll, or because he misses you and the doll was just in frame. "I wasn't touching him" he smirks "really now?" "Yea really" he pulls out a picture of the doll falling on your face. "He fell on me that's gravity"

He's gonna open a seam at one point. Maybe a lot depending on the saw traps he gets put through. He takes this as an opportunity to try and learn how to sew. "Okay wear this" you place a thumb cap over his finger. "What's this?" "It's so you don't poke yourself" he'd take what he's learned from you fixing the doll and minor clothing repairs to "pay you back" by fixing torn things that could be fixed via stich. Would complain after and that's how you know he did it. "That took too long for just a few stitches" "don't use a whole wingspan worth of string next time"

"NOOOOOOO" her scream of anguish would have vibrated the house "I KNEW HE WAS RIGHT" "right about what?" "REN SAID YOU CAME INTO HIS ROOM AT MIDNIGHT TO STEAL MY HAIR AND PUT IT IN A DOLL" "I wasn't there for your hair" "oh" "I was there for answers he forgot to send them to me so I put whipped cream on his hand"

She loves it, convinced to make it a tiny ufo. She'd look up a little too many paper 3d sites to make one, finally finding one and barely able to put it together, she had to call the one person she knew!! "INARI!!" "I'm a painter, I'm afraid I may only be able to help with design and not overall structure" he still comes over to help tho

UFO SET UP, mini futaba put in! Yusuke praising it to God, and the mini futaba totally not being held up by string so she doesn't stress out the paper (suggested by you) "it's cute" your famous last few words before seeing a white spot on the ufo "oh you missed a spot-" "INARI NO"

She'd try to make her own doll of you. "3d printing y/n!!" She giggles to herself as she stitches carefully around the dolls head, she's continue to hype herself up, and then come to leblank like a zombie

The doll replaces her at video calls. Sojiro calling? "Dolltaba speaking!" "Can you tell Ren to get up" "Okey doki!" Sojiro had to get used to it, not like he could tell her to stop either she just went harder taping a printed paper with her face onto the doll so she could keep using it for Webcams.

"Really?" Her eyes widen when the doll looks at her. Touching its features. As long as she doesn't look down you can convince her the doll and her share consciousness

You'd catch her trying to tone her skills with it. "Haru?" "Yes?" "Why are you glaring at the doll like that?" "To practice my skills" she stares even harder at the mini haru. "You're gonna pop a vein" "all in a days work" without a secound of hesitation you speak up once again "are you trying to explode her with your mind?" Her eyes widen, her head nearly snapping to you and back at the doll staring even harder. "Alright that's enough no mind explosions" "but y/n!" "You don't have powers"

"Would you like tea?" The dolls 1000 yard stare answered for it l, you pouring it pretend tea. "Truely a spleaded tea party" "indeed" you both extend your pinkeys to a painful degree. You two would enjoy actual snacks while leaving nothing for a doll, this would sadden her. "We should buy doll food" "Haru her mouth is string how is she gonna eat?" "Are you familiar with the plastic food for kids toys?" Finally the doll could join in being an estimened guest

There's hair matienece..for both. At the same time. "You have more curls than a lala loopsey doll" you carefully comb its hair "I should stop using yarn" finish it up with a plastic hairclip that totally wasn't from a discount store and she'd nearly instantly ask for the same thing. She'd come to school with a diffrent sweater to match the hair pieces making Ryuji think she had been switched with ghost

The only person with a near perfect condition doll. Because she keeps mini haru in a case. "Haru I appreciate the fact you care to keep her clean, but she's being held hostage" "your right.." You sigh, thinking she's agreed with you. "I'll need to buy her a home!" Your eyes shoot open, too late now you're already assembling mini Haru her own home. Atleast she lives rent-free

[julianalvarez9]

4 with john stones please

use your words / john stones

prompt 4 (“use your words.”) from the smut prompt list.

warnings: fingering (f receiving)

wc: 0.8k words

john is everywhere.

you can't say you weren't wishing for this. and in a way, you kinda asked for it when you sent him a picture in just your underwear and his number five manchester city jersey after the goal he scored against arsenal. john had sent a quick "we'll talk about this at home" before locking his phone, and rushing to gather up his things to leave. rúben noticed his weird behavior, knowing that something must have happened for him not to be the last one to leave, like he normally was. but by the way his blue eyes had darkened, he decided not to question him about it.

the second john has made it through the door, he doesn't care to put his things away neatly like he usually does. he's quick in finding you in the couch, the same outfit you wore on the picture you decided to send him, but seemingly too engrossed watching the television to even hear him coming in.

your boyfriend thinks it's funny that the repetition of his goal is playing in the living room, and that's when he decided to make his presence known. "it was a good one, no?". your hand flies to your heart, trying to stop it from beating out of your chest due to his sudden presence startling you, but you don't mention anything about it. "thought you'd be out there celebrating the win with the guys," you innocently say, while pulling the blanket up to invite him in to lay down with you.

he obeys gladly, hovering over you instead of by your side. "i'd probably be if a little someone hadn't sent that pic," john says, slipping his cold hand due to the weather under the jersey with the 'stones 5' engraved he loved to see you wear. his experienced fingers travel to your middle back, hoping to find the hooks to get you off your bra, but he finds instead that the undergarment isn't there.

he hums contently against your lips, without kissing you, and you grow impatient. your hand flies towards his hair and you pull him in forcefully, mouths meeting in a harsh kiss. your other hand wanders, from the scruff filling his cheeks to his neck, feeling his abdomen until you reach for the elastic of his city joggers. he breaks the kiss, focusing his attention on your neck and sucking a hard kiss there that'll surely make your skin purple before muttering. "gonna have to wait for that, darling. need to punish you first".

and he delivers.

john has you wriggling under his touch from the second his digits find your entrance. his other arm is busy caging you down to avoid your hips from bucking so much, but it only makes your moans more desperate. you're soaked, been thinking about him ever since the game ended, so it's no surprise that he, with his skilled fingers, has you reaching ecstasy quickly.

but even then, when your legs shake so much after your orgasm, john doesn't stop.

you're coming undone under him, with your second release feeling every second closer to snap due to the overstimulation he provided. still, your brain is not capable of forming a sentence, and you beg him to stop by holding onto his wrist. "j-john," you try to warn, but your voice is rough after the chains of moans he pulled from you. his wicked smile is the sight that greets you back, after having closed your eyes long minutes ago to try to avoid cumming so fast, which proved to be a futile attempt. john eases his attack on your pussy, slowing down his fingers and letting you think straight for the first time since he arrived. "what's that, baby? use your words" john teases, and you almost come undone by how his voice sounds when he purrs directly in your ear.

"please, i want you inside of me," you beg, and he smiles, the little devil, while nuzzling his nose in your neck, taking you in. his right hand never stops moving, making the wave of your pleasure to never quieten, but at the same time, not doing enough for it to crash your second release. "do you deserve it, though? you've been bad today" he reminds you, not forgetting about the whole stunt you pulled by sending the provocative picture. you knew what it would do to him; you knew he'd arrive sooner by it; you knew he'd want to punish you for it. you wanted all of it.

"i just wanted to reward you," you justify, and with how close you two are, you can start kissing his neck, leaving wet kisses all over his skin. "you were so good," you purr, and john grunts, feeling the control leaving his body slowly. you can feel his boner, painfully hard against the leg he trapped under his body, and you know he won't be able to say no to your reasoning. "you're right," he mumbles, "i think i deserve to get my reward".

[stay-midnight]

Who’s Dom?

Jisung x Male Reader

Word Count: 2K

TW //: Explicit Smut, Mentions of Alchohol and Drinking, Drunk Stray Kids

Warnings/Kinks: Hard Dom! Jisung, Whiny Male Reader, Daddy Kink, Dom/Sub Play, Unprotected Sex (Wrap it up please.), Anal Penetration, Bondage aka getting tied up, Toys (Vibrator/Cock Ring), Nipple Play, Unprepped Entry (Prep or it'll hurt af), Jerking, Degradation, Mentions of Exhibitionism, Minor Spanking, Rough Sex, Begging, Crying and Creampie.

a/n: I’m sorry that I haven’t done/posted any of the requests yet.. I’m trying to find inspiration and like exams are next monday and that is also stressing me out. 🥺 After exams, I’ll focus on them!

Ignore grammar mistakes and spelling mistakes, I was again too lazy to reread🤡.

Summary: Jisung invited you to the celebrate the third win of their M/V Back Door and you being you teased him about being a sub, let’s just say it didn’t end well..-

You were humming some tune happily as you waited for the taxi to arrive at the Stray Kids dorm, you took your phone out from your pocket and got a text from your boyfriend of 2 years, Han Jisung.

lover boy❤️👀: Baby, are you close to the dorms?

You let out a chuckle at his impatience.

Baby🌟❤️: Yup, I’m almost there Ji.

You texted, before placing your phone back on your pocket.

. . .

After 5 minutes, the sight of the Stray Kids dorms met you, which made you smile. The first thing you noticed at the entrance were Jisung’s smile, you walked over to him “Hi, Ji.” you said the smile never leaving your face after not seeing him for a week.

“Let’s go to find the others shall we?” he said with a grin, extending his hand for you to hold.

You reached for his hand, entwining your fingers with his as you follow him, then gave him a kiss on the cheek which made him look at you with a large grin.

. . .

“Y/N!” Chan was the first one to notice your arrival, he walked over to you and hugged you.

Then Felix noticed you as well, he jumped over to you before giving you a koala hug, “Y/N! We missed you!~” Felix said still clinging on to you.

“Hi Lix, hi Channie.. Where are the others?” you asked him, looking around the main living room.

“Seungmin and Hyunjin went out to get drinks while Minho-hyung is probably cooking food with Jeongin and Changbin is probably doing his own thing somewhere.” Felix answered,

“Lix, I think that’s enough intimacy with my boyfriend.” Jisung said practically ripping Felix off of you, making Felix whine and Chan chuckle.

“Awwh, Is Sungie jealous~?” Felix teased, Jisung glared at Felix, “Nope, cause I know that Y/N will pick me over you.” Jisung stated, sticking his tongue out.

You chuckled then hum, “Of course, I would pick Ji. After all before we started dating, he’d always deliver me food which I found cute~” you started to tease him as well, Jisung pouted—“Well I didn’t know anything that you like so I just sent food.”

You chuckled, “It’s fine Ji, thanks for the food though.”

. . .

Seungmin and Hyunjin finally entered the dorm, bickering loudly. “Why did you buy a very strong drink??” Seungmin said, glaring at Hyunjin.

“I thought the others like it strong?” Hyunjin questioned, looking at Seungmin.

“They do!, but Y/N is here and he might not like it.” Seungmin clicked his tongue.

You look at the both of them and they turned to you, stopping their argument.

“It’s fine, I don’t really like drinking the much..” You said scratching the nape of your neck.

Jisung widened his eyes before grinning, “If you’re not drinking then I’m not as well.”

You look at him, “Ji, you don’t have to.. You should have fun with the others.”

“It’s okay don’t worry..” Jisung reassured which made put a small smile on your face.

You sighed, “Fine..”

. . . . . . .4 hours later.

You blinked twice at the situation you got yourself into, they forced you to join their truth and dare game, “Guys.. don’t you think this seems about childish? What is this grade school?” you huffed out.

You heard them boo at you, “L-Listen Y/N.. There is... not an a...ge li-limit for g..ames” Felix slurred out in his deep voice.

You rolled your eyes and gave in to their requests. “Fine, fine.. only 3 rounds okay?” you said sitting down in the circle.

. . .

They were really easy, to be honest. You were dared to kiss your bias in the group in the lips which of course, you kissed Jisung. You were also asked about before Jisung was your favourite member, who was it and you answered that truthfully as well then came the last round.

It was Jeongin’s turn to ask you, the most sober one excluding you and Jisung since he didn’t take one sip of the drink they bought.

Jeongin grinned, looking between you and Jisung “Truth or Dare?”,

“Truth.” you said, scrunching your nose at the smell of alcohol wafting throughout the dorms.

His grin widening, “Who is the dominant one, you or Jisung?”

You smirked and answered with no hesitation, “Me, of course.”

The members let out a series of “Oohs~”

Hyunjin giggled out, “Babyboy Jisungie~” while the other members cooed at your boyfriend.

You could tell from the way that Jisung’s eyes darkened that he did not like that one bit, he caught you staring and glared at you.

You gulped nervously at how pissed your boyfriend is. Most likely he’ll get teased by the members from now on.

You sighed and got up from the floor, “That’s my last round.” you stated,

They all jeered with “boo’s” and “no’s” you rolled your eyes at their drunken state and sat back to the couch. You felt a hand in your shoulder which made you jump in your seat.

You look to the side to a sight of Jisung clearly pissed, “Who’s the dominant one again, huh baby boy?” You whimpered as his grip on your shoulders tightened.

“J-Ji... it was a joke..” you said out, shaking your shoulders to get his rough grip to let go.

“It doesn’t matter if it was a joke baby, you lied at a truth. I know all too well on how much you scream at night when we fuck.” he breathed out in your ear.

“I should punish you for that hmm?” he smirked, trailing his hand inside your shirt, rubbing teasing circles.

“Ji, not here..” you said, grabbing his arm that was inside your shirt.

He grinned and grabbed your arm, pulling you to stand up. “In that case, we’ll go somewhere more private~”

. . .

Jisung dragged you into his room before throwing you into his bed, “Don’t move baby boy~” He said as he walked to his closet to get something.

He walked back to you with a red box in his hand with a wide grin, “Strip, baby.”

You nodded and stripped yourself off your clothes, leaving youraelf in boxers. He opened the red box and pulled out a rope, a vibrator and a cock ring.

He walked over to you and pushed you down to his bed before restraining your arms to the wooden headboard.

You pulled on the ropes and look at Jisung again with a flustered face, “Ji...”

“Uh-uh baby, that isn’t what you should call me.” he grinned as he walked over to you with the vibrator and the cock ring.

He took ahold of your cock and jerked it off, “Ji.. ah~” you said bucking your hips into his hand.

He squeezed your cock tightly but still pleasurable, “Again, baby.. what should you call me?”

“F-Fuck~ Daddy, daddy~” you panted at the squeeze,

“So sensitive already and we haven’t even started~” Jisung stopped jerking you off when you were hard, he placed the cock ring on you which made you whine.

He spreads your legs, licking his lips at the sight of your hole.

He grabs the vibrator and lubes it up with the lube from the red box—positioning the vibrator at your hole before pushing it in slowly.

You cried out at the entry, “Daddyy~” you pulled against your rope as tears formed in your eyes at the stretch.

He smirked and pushed all the way in the vibrator prodding your prostate, you squirmed and clenched around the vibrator, “Daddy~ Just fuck me already..” you moaned out.

“No, baby boy this is a punishment.” Jisung said as he turned on the vibrator to medium.

“Ahh~ Daddy! take off the cock ring!” you cried out at the vibrations.

“Who’s the dominant one again baby~?” Jisung said, turning to the vibrations to the highest and ignoring your pleas. while you scream at the pleasure.

“You, you, you are Daddy~!” you screamed out, tears streaming down your red cheeks.

“D-Daddy turn it off~!” you sobbed out, clenching around the toy once again, you bit your bottom lip, “I’m close..~ Fuck please, please.. Let me cum..” you panted thrusting your hips up the air.

Jisung just watched there looking at you with his evil smirk as he strode closer to you.

“D..Daddy please?” you plead looking at him with teary eyes, your cheeks stained with tear marks.

“Maybe this will make you tell the actual truth next time or else I’ll show how much of a slut you are in front of them.” he scoffed, trailing his hand on your tummy—going up to your nipples and pinching them harshly, making you moan in ecstasy.

You whimpered and spazzed a bit when you went through a dry orgasm, “D-Daddy.. I’ll sa..y the truth next time..” you breathed out before moaning again at the toy’s vibration overstimulating you.

Jisung cooes and slowly slid off the cock ring, making you moan “T-Thank you d-daddy..”

He then smile before turning off the vibration making you whine, “Now beg, beg for how much you want me to fuck this pretty hole of yours.”

“Please, please...” you pleaded and bit your lips as he started to strip. After he stripped himself off of all clothing except his underwear, you stare at the tent in the middle of his boxers which made you moan at the sight.

He licks his lips and pulls out the vibrator slowly, “Ah~” you moan out at the feeling.

He removes his boxers, his cock springing out and hitting his chest. “Baby boy, you’re really want it huh? I mean look at your hole clenching and unclenching..”

“Mmm,” you nodded your head rapidly, whining silently at your restraints—wanting to touch him. “Please.. want daddy’s cock..”

He chuckled, “You really want to it that much huh?” he said lining his tip at your entrance making you whine, “Y-Yes d-daddy~”

Jisung slowly started to push his cock into you—watching as your face contorts to pleasure at the stretch. “F-Fuck..” you said as you took him to the hilt.

He then started a harsh pace and fucked into you roughly while you let out moans.

“Cute,” Jisung said, before grabbing your cock and jerking your cock matching his rough pace. “Such a slut for my cock, isn’t that right baby?”

Your eyes rolled back and you arched your back, you couldn’t form any words due to Jisung’s rough pace. He slaps your thigh. “I asked you a question.” he glared with a strict tone.

“Y-Yes a slut for daddy..” You whined out, getting closer to your high. “Good.”

“D-Daddy, I’m close..” you breathed out as you pushed yourself back to Jisung.

He kept silent as he thrusts roughly into you—his tip bluntly hitting your prostate, making you release all over your stomach with an arch of your back. Jisung kept thrusting into you which made you struggle against the ropes at the sensitivity. “Daddy~! S-S-Sensitive!” you moaned out.

He groans as his thrusts get sloppy, “S-Shit.. baby, I'm close...” he said in a deep tone, “C-Cum in me please...” you stuttered out, releasing again on your chest.

He then came in you deep, milking every last drop making sure you were filled to the brim.

You slightly whimper at the feeling of your walls coated in white, “So f-full..”

He then pulled out and watched as the cum drip out of you, with a smug grin, he undid the ropes on you—making you sigh in relief as you placed your hands at the sides.

Jisung got up and got wipes from the drawer—going back to you and wiping the cum off your stomach. “Was I too rough?” he asked a bit guilty at his rough treatment to you.

You shook your head and placed your hands at his chest, “It was okay..” you said with a smile.

He smiles as well before smirking, “Still can’t believe that the members think I’m the sub.” he said chuckling,

“I mean.. with those cheeks, I think you look like a sub.” you teased slightly, he then pouted—which made you giggle, “Don’t worry, you’re still a dom~ especially on stage though.”

He rolls his eyes, “Maybe now you’ll admit you’re the submissive one in this relationship.”

“Nope,” you said a bit blunt before releasing a series of giggles.

He slaps your thighs playfully before laying down beside you, “Well, get a good night’s rest since the boys probably heard your screams and moans.”

You pout, “I’m hoping they didn’t~...” you look to your side and noticed Jisung snoring lightly which made you smile, “Good night Sungie..” you said closing your eyes and drifting off to sleep as well..

[sinner-as-saint]

Predestined - 5.

Part 5 of the Predestined series.

Run-through: Your wealthy family marries you off to a family friend’s son – famous businessman Sebastian. You two have known each other for a long time, so none of you oppose your families’ decisions. Life as Sebastian’s wife is pure bliss, he’s everything a woman could ever want. Until a certain secret of his resurfaces, and once it does – nothing in your lives is ever the same again.

Themes throughout the series: ceo!seb, fluff, angst, mob!bucky,

Things between you three were going great, for months. Then one night, it all crumbled into pieces.

It looked like a movie scene; you couldn’t recall whether things happened too quickly or too slowly. A minute you three were on the couch, having a chill evening and the next, Bucky received a mysterious phone call.

One which made his body tense, and drained all the color from his face. His reaction was scary; given he was always the calm and collected one out of all of you.

You and Sebastian were truly surprised when he insisted that you two left the house immediately. You refused.

“What’s going on, Buck?” Sebastian asked, trying his best to keep his calm while his brother paced around in stress. You could see the fear in his eyes.

“Nothing, alright? Nothing, I just need you two to leave right now. It’s not safe here, just… just go, please.” He sounded scared, and you noticed the faint quiver of his bottom lip.

You walked over to him stopped him from pacing by cupping his face in your hands. “Hey babe, look at me.” He looked up sheepishly, an unspoken apology written all over his face. “I need you to tell me what’s going on. Please.”

He sighed. And you could tell Sebastian approached you two, and he was anxious as well.

Bucky opened his mouth to talk, but then kept quiet and you could tell he was avoiding your eyes. He seemed uneasy.

“They know where I am.” He simply said, confusing you and Sebastian further.

“Who?”

“My rivals, they’re terrible, terrible people… I- you need to leave. I’ll handle this I promise, I just can’t risk them hurting you two. So go, now.” he sounded just a scared as you were.

Sebastian sighed and stepped closer to you two. “Buck, I thought you were done with all that.”

Bucky nodded. “You can’t just walk away from that life.”

Your heart broke at the sight of that defeated look on his face. You couldn’t leave him there, alone. Who knows what those people would do to him?

“We’re not leaving you here, alone.” You said, making sure you left no room for negotiation. Sebastian nodded, taking his phone out and tapping furiously on the screen.

“I’m calling dad.” Sebastian said, walking away a little bit. Bucky was awfully quiet. He just took your hand in his and pressed your knuckles against his lips, kissing your hand gently.

“Leave, both of you.” he paused, and sighed loudly. “Just please listen to me. My guys won’t be able to get here in time, I’ll be outnumbered by many. I won’t be able to protect you.” he spoke, looking you deep in the eyes.

You could feel your eyes water and you could hear your heartbeat in your ears. “No, what if they hurt you? I’m not leaving.” You repeated yourself.

And before Bucky could argue further, Sebastian spoke up. “Dad’s guys are coming. We need to get Y/N out of here.”

Before you could protest, Bucky spoke up. “What do you mean ‘dad’s guys’?” he asked, visibly confused, just as you were.

Sebastian shrugged. “Well, hate to break it to you now but you’re not the only one implicated with the mob in the family.”

“What?” you and Bucky asked simultaneously; shocked at the revelation. Sebastian rolled his eyes at his brother.

“Have you never wondered why mom and dad are so okay with your career choice? Or why they didn’t disown you the moment they found out about you being a mob boss? The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, brother.” Sebastian spoke, as though nothing.

Your in-laws having secretly been involved with the mob this whole time didn’t surprise you that much. After all, that meant that Bucky would have people on his side in case this turns out to be a battlefield soon.

Bucky sighed. “I’m gonna have a talk with dad when we make it out of here.” Bucky turned to look at you. “I won’t let them hurt you. You need to go now.”

You opened your mouth to argue but Bucky shut you up by pressing his lips against yours, and pulled you closer to him; kissing you deeply. You heard Sebastian on the phone again in the background, but right now all you could focus on was Bucky.

He pulled away a few moments later and pressed his forehead to yours. “I love you.” he spoke, and paused for a moment or two. “Please doll, go upstairs and don’t come out unless one of us comes and gets you, please j-,”

He got cut off by the sound of multiple cars crashing through your gate and entering your front yard in a rush. And judging by the sound of it, it couldn’t be good.

Sebastian was still on the phone, and he ended the call immediately as soon as he heard the noise. He grabbed your hand and pulled you away from Bucky. “Dad’s guys are on the way.” His words reassured you for a second or two.

But then realization hit you while Sebastian tugged you along upstairs. If your father-in-law’s people were still away that means that Bucky would have to deal with those who just got here. And they might hurt him first and think about it later.

You felt an unpleasant chill run down your spine as you heard someone kicking down your front door; while you and Sebastian made your way to the attic. The silence which followed scared you, and Sebastian as well.

Once in the attic, you still couldn’t hear a thing about what was going on downstairs. Then again, as long as you couldn’t hear a gunshot, things were fine. Sebastian leaned in to kiss your forehead, and that broke you out of your reverie.

“Where are you going?” you held onto his hand and refused to let go as he pulled away. Sebastian sent you a reassuring look.

“He’s my brother, baby. I’m not leaving him alone down there.” He leaned in to kiss your lips. “We’re gonna be okay, don’t worry.”

You still wouldn’t let go of his hand. “No, Seb. Please…” to say you were terrified would be an understatement.

Sebastian leaned in to kiss your forehead. “We’ll be okay. Just stay here and don’t make any noise.” He turned around before walking out of the door. “I love you, baby.” And that was the last thing he said before rushing downstairs.

 A million thoughts ran through your mind as you looked around at the mostly empty attic, except for couple of extra couches and a few boxes.

A week of two ago, you three were talking about what you could turn the attic into. And now here you were, hiding in it from the bad guys downstairs.

So much was happening so fast that you could barely keep up. You couldn’t hear much, but you could hear voices getting louder and louder as you heard more cars entering your yard at full speed. And more loud voices.

Worry and terror washed over you when you heard the sound of not one, but many gunshots firing around. You felt weak and had to lean against the wall to steady yourself.

‘We’re gonna be okay.’

You repeated Sebastian’s words over and over again in your head. They’re gonna be okay.

 Sadly, life wasn’t a fairytale.

You don’t remember when or who came to get you upstairs. Perhaps it might have been one of your father-in-law’s people, or one of Bucky’s guys. But it definitely wasn’t Bucky or Sebastian.

You were sure of that, because you found both of them downstairs.

One was shot; lying on the ground and bleeding. While the other knelt beside him and stared in disbelief while tears streamed down his face. You felt a weight on your chest, and it hurt. Your vision got blurry and you realized that you were tearing up. You might’ve been sobbing as well, but you couldn’t hear anything – not even your own thoughts.

You knew people rushed past you. You heard loud voices, and the word ‘ambulance’ a lot. But you couldn’t focus on anything as you walked over to both of them. You felt disoriented, and the room was spinning.

You noticed Sebastian was applying pressure to Bucky’s side. Turns out, in that unfortunate moment, you finally found a way to differentiate between the two. Sebastian, of course, had recently started to wear his wedding band, and had forced you to wear your wedding ring as well.

Only now, his wedding ring was covered in Bucky’s blood.

 ---

The ambulance came, and took Bucky away. You and Sebastian followed in the car. Both of you were silent, and tearing up the whole time. Bucky was an important part of both of you and the thought of losing him hurt like a thousand cuts. You couldn’t imagine in how much pain Sebastian was, Bucky was his best friend since birth.

Perhaps this painful time brought you and Sebastian closer to Bucky in some ways. While in the hospital, while Bucky was undergoing surgery; Sebastian hugged you and cried like a baby. And this time, you whispered his own words of encouragement in his ear.

“We’re gonna be okay, baby. Don’t worry.”

 ---

Doctors said that Bucky’s bullet wound was not so serious, although he might take some time to recover because he had a head injury; caused by his fall.

He was unconscious, and they couldn’t tell when he’d wake up. But just the news of him being somewhat stable was comforting for all of you.

 You and Sebastian spent the night at Seb’s parents’ house, given your own home was currently being taken care of, since it had been a battlefield earlier. You had no idea what happened. So when Sebastian calmed down and held you close in bed that night, you asked him about it; if he was okay to talk about it.

And he told you everything.

-FLASHBACK-

When Sebastian got down the stairs, Bucky’s rivals had already found their way into the house. And they had surrounded Bucky.

Sebastian approached cautiously, and the ‘leader’ of the rival gang spotted him immediately.

“Ah! There’s the twin brother! Welcome to the party.” The man said. He looked evil.

Bucky sent an apologetic and questioning look to Sebastian, as if asking him if you were okay. Sebastian nodded discretely and Bucky let out a sigh of relief despite the situation.

“Leave my family out of this.” Bucky spoke calmly, his reputation forced him to act all smug and cocky even when he was scared. “And very brave of you Steve, to try to take me out when I’m unarmed and outnumbered.” Bucky smirked. “Wouldn’t you want to settle this down just one to one?”

Sebastian knew what Bucky was doing. He was stalling. Sebastian knew his brother, Bucky could talk his way out of hell.

Steve chuckled, pulling his gun out. “I don’t mind how I take you out, as long as I take you out. You’ve been a real pain in my ass for years now.” Steve spoke, toying with his gun. “I mean, come on, did you expect me not to show up? You didn’t think I would come and ruin your little vacation with that bitch you and your brother share, huh?”

Steve smirked when he saw the anger in Bucky’s eyes. To be honest, Sebastian could feel his blood boiling too, but he kept his calm because everyone in that room was armed, except for him and Bucky.

Bucky on the other hand, was the short-tempered one out of them two, and he had trouble containing his emotions.

“Don’t talk about my girl like that.” He said as a warning, and Steve laughed; shaking his head.

“Girl?” he laughed again. “That’s not your girl. Know what we call a woman who’s shared by two men?” Steve paused, for the sake of theatrics and spoke again. “That’s called a whore. Now, where did you hide her? I mean, I’m sure she wouldn’t even mind if I just-,”

Steve was cut off by the sound of multiple cars approaching at full speed. And not even a few seconds later, several men entered the house again. This time, Sebastian knew the faces – they were his father’s people.

And so began the crossfire.

Sebastian knew it was madness, but he had to step in and get Bucky out of there before Steve hurts him. And once in the middle of the gunshots and the punches, Sebastian realized that it was impossible to get Bucky out of there without Steve seeing them. But he had to try.

Sebastian somehow ended up in between Steve and Bucky; but that turned out to be a wrong move as well. In just a second, Steve aimed his gun at Sebastian’s head and smirked at Bucky. “Surrender, or say goodbye to your brother forever.”

Bucky had to be careful here, because one rash move and Sebastian was gone. But luckily someone, due to the chaos, managed to accidentally hit Steve and he stumbled for a second. That gave Sebastian time to move away and get to Bucky.

Bucky grabbed his arm and tugged him away from the brutal crowd. “Take Y/N and leave. Now!.” He said again, loudly.

Before Sebastian could reply, he heard Steve’s voice speak again. “Well, well. Who is it gonna be?” Steve smirked, at thought it was a game, as he shifted his aim from Sebastian to Bucky rapidly and suddenly pulled the trigger.

Sebastian braced for the bullet. But it never came. Turns out Bucky had stepped in just in time and had taken the bullet instead.

“Buck! No!” Sebastian could no longer hear all the gunshots and the shouts in the background anymore. All he could focus on was the blood staining his brother’s clothes. He dropped to his knees beside him and the tears immediately formed in his eyes.

Steve started laughing like a maniac, but luckily someone shut him up by shooting him. Sebastian looked up briefly and saw his dad with a gun in his hands – he understood that he might have been the one who shot Steve down. His dad shouted something at him, but he couldn’t hear what he said.

He instinctively placed his palm against Bucky’s wound and applied pressure to try and slow the bleeding as much as he could before help came.

Bucky looked up at him with a blank stare. He was on the verge of passing out by he managed to mumble out “I won.” Before he went out cold.

Sebastian felt his tears streaming down his face as the gunshots slowly diminished. He wondered if Bucky meant that he had won against Steve or if he was referring to that stupid game they used to play when they were young teenagers, pretending to be men, and betting on who would take a bullet for who if the situation ever arises.

Sebastian felt like his brother meant the latter. And the tears fell incessantly down his face. “Don’t you dare fucking leave me.” He mumbled out at his brother who was passed out on the floor.

And the next thing he knew, you were downstairs and kneeling right beside him – crying as well.

-END OF FLASHBACK-

 Sebastian told you everything, leaving out the unnecessary bad words spoken about you and gory details of the fight.

His grip around you grew tighter as he pushed his face into your neck. “We’re gonna be okay, right baby?” he asked, and he sounded heartbroken.

You ran your finger through his hair, and kissed the top of his head. “We are.”

 ---

Visits to the hospital became all you and Sebastian could put your mind to for the next couple of days. Bucky was still unconscious, but his body was reacting positively to every medicine. Doctors said that his wounds would heal nicely.

But you and Sebastian missed him more than anything. You two would spend hours in his hospital room.

“I miss this idiot, and how he would never shut up.” Sebastian spoke, grumpily. You had noticed he wasn’t entirely himself when his brother wasn’t around.

“I miss him too, baby. More than anything.” You spoke, gently running your hand through Bucky’s hair and leaning in to give him a kiss on his forehead.

It hurt seeing him like this. Usually, he and Sebastian would argue all day. But now, your house seemed more or less quiet all the time.

You sat on the edge of Bucky’s hospital bed and placed your hand on his. “I swear it feels like he’s already awake, and he’s just messing with us.” You mumbled under your breath and you weren’t sure Sebastian heard you as he made his way over to you.

He walked right in between your legs and cupped your face in his large hands and leaned in to kiss your forehead. “I’m sorry.” He apologized.

“What for?” you wrapped your arm around him and he leaned in to kiss your forehead again, letting his lips linger on your skin for a little bit.

“I haven’t been myself these past days, and I haven’t been able to properly check up on you or take care of you like I always do. I’m sorry baby, I-,”

You cut him off by placing your hand on the back of his neck and pulling him in for a kiss. His lips brushed against yours faintly and you then realized just how much you had missed your husband.

“It’s okay. We’re okay, don’t worry. I love you.” You mumbled against his lips. And he gave you a faint smile.

“I don’t know where I would be if it weren’t for you, baby.” Sebastian leaned in again, kissing you deeply.

 Then you heard a hoarse voice speak up from the bed, “Disgusting. Get a room.”

  a/n: sorry.

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[jj-iz-bae]

Wild Wild Horses

Blurb prompt "Are you hurt?"

Requested with other prompts; doing this one as a separate concept cuz it's been in my head.

Jj Maybank x Reader

Note: so I'm a horse trainer and have been thinking about this type of thing with JJ. I hope you enjoy! ❤️

Jj loved to visit y/N at work. He would bring water and food. Sometimes he would even bring her favorite coffee, which just made her heart swell with joy. Today was just like any other day, she had to get up around 7am to head to the barn. Per usual, Jj's arms clung around her waist tighter at the sound of the alarm going off. Y/N smiled at his cuddly form, snoozing the alarm. She turned to face him and kissed his nose lightly. He opened his sapphire eyes just a bit, peaking at her. " I hate when you have to get up early on the weekends" Jj groaned as he snuggled into her neck, kissing softly. " Baby I have to get dressed" y/N giggled, wiggling out of Jj's grip and over to the dresser. Jj watched her closely with half lidded eyes. She was wearing his t-shirt which hung just below her ass. He smiled to himself as he curled up with the covers once y/N was in the bathroom.

20 or so minutes later, y/N came out with her y/h/c hair up in a pony tail. She wore her work shirt, which was just a t-shirt with the logo on it. Jj loved her pants. She called them britches. The way the tight pants hugged her curves and highlighted her long legs drove him crazy. Y/N walked over to the bed with socks in her hand, sitting them down to put them on. "When is your first lesson, babe?" JJ asked as he watched y/N pull on her socks. "9 is the first one but I have to bring the horses I'm not using outside before the kids show up." y/N explained as she leaned back towards JJ and kissed his lips. " You work too much, y/n" JJ said as he traced her jawline with his fingers, still half asleep. Y/N kisses his hand before standing up. "I do what I love, J. If it's ever too much I'm not afraid to ask for help. But I've been hauling hay bails and training babies since I was a kid. I promise I'm fine." y/N smiled down at JJ. He quickly sat up and hugged around her waist. Well if we're being technical he was more hugging her ass due to the fact that she was standing and he was still sitting in bed. " I love when you talk all farm girl,baby. And I really love these pants." JJ playful whacks y/n's ass as she starts to pull away laughing. "Well then, beach boy, maybe this farm girl will need help taking them off later." y/N smirks as she walks out of the room. Jj groans and lays back in bed. Y/N laughs while pulling her boots on and shouting goodbye to Jj before heading out the door.

*******

Jj had been wandering around the house for hours. He didn't know what to do with himself. He cleaned so random things. He made some food. It was just plain boring when y/N was at work. Jj pulls out his phone as he grabs his car keys. He quickly texts y/N and heads out the door.

Y/N was teaching 4 young girls when he arrived, coffee and cinnamon roll in hand. He smiled watching how animated she was teaching the kids and explaining the actions of the horses. Jj smiled at some of the mothers watching their children ride around the ring. The women know him well. He was around more often than not, helping y/N do whatever was needed just to be around her. One of the moms shouted to y/N, "y/N, your coffee is here!" y/N turns around confused before seeing Jj waving at her. She walked over to Jj, actually she walked backwards towards Jj as she continue to teach and watch her students ride around. "There you go, Abby! Open that outside rein and squeeze with that inside leg to keep him on that rail!" y/N yells excitedly as she leaned against the fence in front of JJ. "Did you get bored without me already?" y/N joked quickly pecking him on the lips after he hands her coffee over. " That and I missed the ponies." He smiled as you sipped your coffee and smiled at his comment. "Tell you what, you go walk around and say hello to all the fur babies and I'll finish this last lesson. I'm going to take a ride on Veronica after this so you can keep me company." y/N says as she starts to walk towards the middle of the riding ring. "Sounds good, Darlin'" JJ answered as he pulled a plastic bag of carrots out from behind his back, super prepared to go feed and cuddle ponies.

*******

Y/N had finished her lesson and now had Veronica on cross ties, tacking her up. Jj stood infront of the tall young horse scratching her face. "She's so pretty! What's her story again?“ JJ inquired while scratching down Veronica's neck. Y/N finished putting the saddle on and turned towards JJ." Well she is a retired racejorse at the age of 5 due to an injury. When we got her she was so nervous that she wouldn't eat unless I was there holding the grain bucket for her. She's gotten a lot better but still needs a lot of work. Luckily, we get along well and I'm happy to work with her. " y/N explained as she buckled her helmet and put Veronica's bridle on her.

Y/N, JJ and Veronica walked out to the ring, where jj leaned against the fence and watched y/N hop on Veronica with ease and practice. "Good girl, Ronnie." y/N cooed as she started walking around the ring. Y/n started to ask Veronica for a faster pace, which Veronica did beautifully. Jj watched in awe as y/N made the horse turn in a hundred different directions but didn't seem to move a muscle. Jj heard a car in the distance but didn't pay to much attention to it. The car grew louder as it drew closer. With a sudden punch on the gas, everything went to shit.

At the loud sound of some idiot gunning his car pretty close by, Veronica leaped into the air. Luckily, y/N had experience with riding through bucks and bolts of all sorts but JJ still felt his heart in his throat. Y/N remained calm, cooing to the horse to try and calm her down while pulling the reins to steer/try to stop her. Veronica soon began to calm down but her eyes were large and she was alert. "Well that was interesting!" y/N laughed breathing heavily when she reached JJ and asked the horse to stand. "I'm glad you found it interesting because I about shit my pants over here! “ Jj explained while running his hands through his hair. Jj lifted his head just as someone drove by the arena in a tractor. All he saw was hooves and grey fur. Veronica had no feet on the ground and was now galloping around the arena like a mad women. Wait. Jj looked at Veronica before standing up in shock and climbing over the fence. Y/N was on the ground in heap. Jj run towards her and pulled her into his arms. "Y/N, are you OK? Look at me babe! Wiggle your fingers and toes. Are you hurt? “ JJ tried to mimick what he had heard y/N say to kids how had fallen off in her lessons." Fucking asshole... He had to drive the damn tractor by right now! “ y/N cursed while taking a mental checklist of her body. Shit. Her arm." My arm is bad, J" y/N started to try and get to her feet, clinging on to Jj for support since her right arm was cradled across her body. "I have you. Take your time. I'm taking you to the ER." JJ states trying to stay calm but was honestly super concerned that you were down playing your injuries.

Upon standing fully, y/N started to cry while clutching her arm. A Co worker came running through the gate. "Shit, JJ if she's not back on the horse already she's really hurt! “ the co worker explained as JJ hugged y/N close." Is Ronnie OK?" y/N pulled away fromJJ looking around for the mare. Her Co worker had just caught the horse by her reins and was walking towards them. "She's OK y/N! I'll make sure she gets back to her stall OK. Please just let JJ take you to the hospital!“ she exclaimed walking by them. Jj wrapped an arm around Y/N's waist and started walking her towards the car knowing that y/N would try and go to the horse to make sure she was OK. That's one of the things JJ loved most about her. She cared so much for others especially animals. She would put herself in harms way to help them. Y/N didn't try and pull away. She knew her arm was broken. Jj lowered y/N into the passenger seat before running around to the driver's side and hopping in.

Jj got to the hospital in record speed. Y/N held his hand the whole way there. Her left hand in his as he drove. Every few moment, JJ would bring y/N's hand to his lips, leaving little reassuring kisses on her hand. Jj helped y/N out of the car and into the ER. The first place the ER sent them was to Xray. Y/N sat next to Jj, just leaning into him. "I feel so bad that Ronnie is so nervous. She seems like something happened to her to make her afraid of everything." y/N voiced just above a whisper, trying to keep her voice down in the waiting room. Jj laughed lightly before pressing his lips to her temple." Your arm is snapped like a piece of celery and you're still thinking about the horse. Unbelievable." JJ commented as y/N laughed. Y/N got called into the x Ray pretty immediately after jj's comment so she just shot him a look before following the nurse to the xray room. Jj picked up his phone and stepped out of the waiting room as soon as y/N was out of sight. He quickly pressed a few things on his phone before placing it to his ear. "Hello. This is JJ, y/N boyfriend. We are at the ER she's in getting an xray now. Pretty sure her arm is broken" JJ explained as your boss thanked him for the update and told him to give y/N her best. "Wait before you go," JJ interrupted as y/N's boss started to say good bye., "she's really worried about Veronica. Is she OK?" JJ asked. Y/N boss sighed on the phone before chuckling. "only y/N would be more concerned over the horse than her own broken arm!" her boss exclaimed and JJ laughed nodding his head even though no one can see him "that's exactly what I've been saying" JJ jokes with her boss. After y/N boss assures jj that Veronica is perfectly fine, JJ returns to the waiting room. A nurse walks out into the room and calls JJ Maybank. Jj quickly stood and walked towards the nurse. The nurse smiled and asked him to follow her. As the nurse led jj down several hallways, the nurse started talking to Jj. "y/N absolutely has a broken arm. She will need a cast. She didn't want to get it on without you there. Said she needed your color recommendation." the nurse smiled over her shoulder. Jj laughed "That sounds like her. Thank you for bringing me back." JJ responds politely before following the nurse into a room. Y/N sat looking at several different colors. "J! Just the guy I wanted to see! “ y/N exclaimed upon seeing him. Jj laughed and sat down next to her." OK I heard you need my amazing design skills to pick a color. What are our options? " JJ sassed as he put his arm over your shoulders. Y/N pointed to a royal blue, a light blue and a hot pink. Jj hummed in thought at the colors. "OK so no on the light blue cuz it will get dirty real quick and knowing you, you will be back at the barn tomorrow." JJ explained as y/N just laughed. "I like the blue but I think you should go pink cuz if you ever need to signal for help, you're all set!“ Jj smiled as y/N just laughed. The nurse giggled too hearing JJ over analyzing the colors." See! This is why I needed him!“ y/N told the nurse through laughs. Pretty soon the doctor came in and cleaned y/N's arm before putting on the plaster cast and wrapping it in a pretty pink tape. Once her arm was wrapped and placed in a sling, JJ helped her back in the car and drove them home.

Once they finally got home, it was dark out. Y/N got out of the car and walked into the house. She layed on the couch and groaned. "That was a hell of a day." y/N huffed as JJ throw his keys onto the coffee table and lifting your legs to sit next to you. "You can say that again" JJ said, brushing off some dirt that was still all over her. Y/N phone dinged and she looked at it smiling. She turned the phone to show JJ. It was a video of Veronica in her stall, eating hay, happy as a clam. The caption on the video read don't worry, mom, I'm OK! Jj smiled at the video "She's completely fine just like I said" jj said looking at y/N's smile. "I know I'm crazy but I always worry about the horse when this happens."y/n laughed as she sat up and stood up walking to their shared bedroom. Jj followed her just in case she needed help with anything. He walked into your bedroom to find you struggling to pull of your dirt covered clothes." Here let me help you there, cutie! “ JJ giggled as he walked towards you, slowly guiding the shirt off your head and over the broken arm. Jj's hands then traveled down to undo her britches at which point y/N started laughing" You know, earlier when I said I might need help out of these later, this isn't what I had in mind." y/N admits while laughing. Jj chuckles sliding the britches down your legs and letting you hold onto his shoulder for balance." Me either, y/N, me either"

OK so this came out way longer than I intended but whatever lol. Hope you like it! Here's a picture of the real Veronica that is now much much better with her anxiety and is the most beautiful creature on planet earth😍

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hii can i get a james march smut please your writing is amazing💗💗💗

thank you so much! ♥️

bear with me, i haven’t written smut in a while.

pairing: james march x reader

warnings: SMUT, jealousy, choking, spanking, degradation, praise, overstimulation, lil fluff at the end

word count: 1831 (wow i snapped)

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James March.

The name rang in my ears like an omen.

Would he approve of what I was up to? Most certainly not. Was i going to continue anyway? Definitely.

Lately, my husband seemed to be more interested in brutally torturing his victims than in me. While not a universal struggle, the thought still plagued my mind. So naturally, I decided to have a drink.

I took a seat on one of the barstools, flagging down Liz Taylor, the bartender. She grabbed a glass from the shelf, making her way towards me with a smile on her lips.

"What will we be having tonight, Mrs March? A martini, mayhaps? Scotch on the rocks?" She offered, wiping down the counter, her metallic nails shining in a stark contrast compared to the white of the cloth.

"I don't know, Liz, surprise me. Give me something strong." I replied, sighing deeply. She smirked at me, but went ahead and prepared the drink nonetheless.

"Something the matter, sweetcheeks? It's a little odd to see you down here drinking by yourself without your glamorous man beside you." She set a small glass full of amber liquid in front of me, waiting intently to hear my story. I downed the glass in one gulp, my throat burning pleasantly.

"James seems to find more interest in mutilating other women than he does in me, as of late." I said, circling the rim of the glass with my nail.

"The sex isn't good, is it?" Liz asked, refilling my cup knowingly. I shook my head, taking my time on the drink.

"It's not that, believe me. It's amazing when it does happen, to say the least." I answered rapidly, my eyes darting around the lobby, waiting for James to appear and punish me for even saying such a thing.

Before Liz or myself had a chance to open our mouths again, a man slid up next to me. He looked sleazy, borderline filthy, even. Blonde hair with black roots almost matted down to his head, greenish yellow eyes, and a 5 o' clock shadow that obscured most of the bottom half of his face.

"How are you ladies doing tonight? I couldn't help but overhear your troubles, baby. A husband unwilling to satisfy your needs? Deplorable." He shook his head, reaching in front of me and downing the rest of my drink without my permission.

  "Yeah, it gets rather lonely with no one to please me. It's just me and my hands, if you know what I mean." I grinned devilishly, holding up my fingers in a scissoring motion. I had no intent on actually sleeping with the man, just wanting to tease him and play along with him instead. 

  "I could help you out, if you don't mind. What do you say to a night in with me, babygirl? I could make you feel really good."

I wasn't going to let it go any further, much less entertain his offer. Before I could turn him down, however, it seems my choice was made for me.

"I think she'd say no to that, unfortunately." My husband said, suddenly appearing behind me. "It seems she's a little tied up at the moment to even consider the thought. I trust we won't have to discuss this any further?" He maintained his composure, his knuckles turning white as he gripped his cane, aching to bash the man's head in with it.

"Go on, run away." I said, winking at him while making a shooing motion with my hand. "Like they always do." I muttered under my breath. As the man shuffled off awkwardly, I turned towards my husband, draping his arm over my shoulder in faux affection.

"What are you doing down here all by yourself, dearest? Drinking at such an unreasonable hour?" He asked, leaning against the bar top.

"I'm not by myself, Liz is h-" I tried to explain, but James cut me off.

"I'm sure Miss Taylor doesn't need you pestering her anymore while she works, now does she?" He looked to her for confirmation, but not waiting for her to say anything before dragging me away from the bar. Liz mouthed me a 'good luck' before we both disappeared around the corner.

James, surprisingly, remained silent the whole way up to room 64. It made me worry slightly, but I brushed it off as irritation towards the bar creep's actions. I shrugged my coat off and sauntered towards the closet to get changed, before I could get very far, James grabbed me by the throat and pinned me to the wall, nudging my feet apart and shoving a knee in between my legs.

  "You think you're getting off easily after that little stunt, do you darling?" I remained quiet, prompting him to tighten his grip on my airways, a choked moan escaping me.

"I guess I thought you'd just ignore it, like you ignore me." I sassed.

"Need I remind you that you're mine, my dear. Mine and no one else's for all of eternity." He growled into my ear, biting down on the sensitive skin of my jawline. "Say it back to me." I smirked, deciding to push my luck as far as it would go.

"Say what?" I teased, biting my lip provocatively. That seemed to be the last straw as James yanked me away from the wall, tossing me onto the bed carelessly. I heard clothing rustling behind me as I flipped over and watched my husband undress before me. He stalked towards me, towering above me as he leaned over the bed.

"Such a lovely gown you're wearing, Mrs March," he accented the 'ch', ripping the dress apart by its seams. "Such a shame it had to go." His mouth latched onto my nipple, my hands shooting up to wrap around his neck. He suddenly stopped his ministrations, drawing a whine from me.

"If you touch me again, I'll have to make sure you won't, and I don't think you'll like where that'll get you." James warned, moving his focus to my neck instead. I immediately disobeyed him, latching onto his shoulder instead.

"It seems to me you need a reminder, darling." He pulled away from me completely, retrieving his leather belt from the pile of clothing. My mouth grew dry at the sight of it, arousal seeping in between my thighs. James lifted my head from the bed, wrapping the leather around it and securing it just tight enough to constrict my airways.

He flipped me over, the leather twisting around the skin of my neck. I was pulled up by the leash, snapping my gaze towards the wall. "Get on your knees." The words sent shivers down my spine as I moved, not hesitating to obey.

James pushed my underwear to the side, wasting no time before slamming into me, stretching me deliciously. I cried out, nearly ripping the sheets with my acrylics. He seemed to thrust in an uneven pace, starting out fast and hard, slowing down to soft and deep. My face burrowed into the mattress, muffling my moans and groans. Noticing this, he sped up his movements and tugged sharply on the belt, ripping my head from the soft blankets below.

  "Don't silence yourself, dearest. I want everyone to hear who you belong to," his free hand came down swiftly on my backside, surely leaving an enflamed handprint on the tender skin. I gasped at the feeling, moving my hips in tandem with James' thrusts. His cock slammed even deeper into my welcoming heat, now brushing my cervix.

I subconsciously clenched around him, pulling a groan from behind me. One hand reached underneath me, toying with my clit, while the other pulled on the belt, the leather searing against my skin. I writhed beneath him, moaning obscenely as he pushed me closer and closer to orgasm.

  "Are you going to cum, darling? Maybe now you'll be able to tell me who owns you." James grunted, administering a sharp tug on my leash and a pinch to my nub.

  "J-James, I'm-" I choked out as I came. He thrusted into me, even faster than I thought was possible, riding me through my orgasm. My body fell limp, dropping against the sheets. I heard a dark chuckle behind me as I was rolled over onto my back, now staring up at James.

  "Aww, look at you, a sweaty, writhing mess beneath me," He groped my thighs, spreading them as far apart as he could. The belt was unbuckled from my throat, instead wrapped around my hands and looped through the bedpost, securing them tightly above my head. "I'm not done with you yet."

James slammed back into my oversensitive wetness, filling me up once again. I felt every inch of him against my walls, my insides churning with pleasure.

  "James - fuck- p-please let me touch you!" I groaned, leaning back into the pillowy softness beneath me.

  "Not until you can me who you belong to, Mrs March." He panted, his pattern growing uneven. ("Your pattern needs to be no pattern") "You will cum only when I say so, do you understand?" I nodded weakly.

  "Tell me you understand!" He grabbed my throat, my pulse thundering under his fingertips.

  "I understand, Mr March." I rasped, my eyes rolling back. He moved his grip to my hips, grasping them roughly as he bucked his hips into me, the sensation making me mewl. 

  "That's a good girl." James rocked his hips at a harder pace, the head of the bed knocking into the wall. I was a moaning mess underneath him, whining and mumbling unintelligibly. "Now cum for me, darling." He cooed, his thumb grinding against my clit.

I cried out in ecstasy, my back arching into my husbands chest. I saw white as my second orgasm washed over me, barely comprehending James coming inside me. He pulled out, hovering over me with a burning intensity.

  "Now, Y/N, would you care to tell me who owns you, or do I have to punish you further?" He spoke in a gravelly tone, an octave lower than usual. His fingers entered me without warning, curling against my sensitive spot as they brushed my insides.

  "You! Fuck, you do! You own me, James! I'm yours, your little slut to play with!" I whimpered, my nails digging into my palms still restrained above my head.

  "There you go." He praised, slipping his fingers out of me as he undid the belt from my hands. "Now, now, dear, was that so hard?"

I slumped against the bed, earning a chuckle from James at my fucked-out state. I crawled under the covers, to tired to even redress myself. James slid in beside me, pulling me to his chest.

  "You did so good for me, sweetling." He carded his fingers through my hair, tracing patterns on my lower back. "I love you."

  "I love you too, James." I mumbled before succumbing to the sleep beckoning to me.

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Fuckin’ February: Day 5

Ready for some Constantine tonight? Today’s prompt was requested by anonymous.

PROMPT: “Spread your legs… wider!” ft. Constantine; Words:  488; Warnings: smut;

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“I need you inside me, Constantine…” you whined impatiently.

“What do you want? My cock?” he grunted, “Or do you want me to go slow, stretch you out nice and slow with my fingers so your little cunt can get used to it?”

“Fuck, Johnathan…” you sighed, throwing your head back on his shoulder, biting your lip.

“You wanna ride my fingers?”

You groaned, but he held you tightly so that you couldn’t rock on him or get him to sink inside you, wouldn’t allow you to enjoy yourself without it being at his command, thriving for the way you reacted to his every move.

“Spread your legs… wider!” he commanded and when you obliged he wiggled his fingertips slowly inside you and felt your walls clench around him instantly, wet and hot and desperate for him not to leave you at the heavenly relief of some friction at last.

“F-Fuck” you gasped, felt your own body shake, writhe in his arms, “Constantine…”

He chuckled darkly, took in the way you were sat on his thigh, shaking as he finally granted mercy on you, “Thaaat’s right, baby…” he drawled, immensely enjoying the view, the way he had you locked in his grip, yet shaking to arch your body for more, to get him to sink his fingers deeper. He hardly allowed you a moment to revel in the feeling, instantly demanding more.

You whimpered softly, shifted on his thigh in a desperate attempt to steady yourself on your feet so you had some sort of leverage to move, lifting your hips, but gasping, shaking when he pulled you right back down, his hand sprawled out on your hip, “J-John…”

He was a contradiction, loved to work you up and hear you whine and you were weak for it, desperate for the way he bucked his fingers inside you before leaving all the movement up to you again, your walls tightening, stretching around him in a helpless need for more. Each time his calloused fingertips brushed against your walls, stroked lazily at them, it sent a tingling sensation up your spine.

“You’re so tight and sore already, aren’t you?” he drawled, “Fucked you good this morning, didn’t I?”

“Mmm…” you rasped weakly. “You d-did, baby…”

You swirled your hips once as his fingernails dug into your hip to keep you from moving too far from his grip, the generous stretch his knuckles provided just making you even weaker for the thought of his cock, excited to cum for him so that he’d stretch you even more, fill you with something thicker, push into you deeper.

“You’re a greedy little slut, wanting more than I’m giving you” he grunted, his other arm circling around your waist to hold you down on him as he stroked your walls, “I know you’re desperate for my cock…” he stated matter-of-factly, breathing heavily against your neck, “But you have to prove me you deserve it…”

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BTS while masturbating (alone and with s/o watching)

Anon who made this request, fuck you. I'm dehydrated and sweaty this was so hard to get through

I love you but like. .why would you do this to me

Warnings: SMUTTTT, even a little fluff bc I’m soft for these boys

Word count: 3096

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Namjoon (RM)

Namjoon is the kind of guy to work himself up with his imagination before he ever touches himself

Lots of times he doesn't plan it, but you'll send him something or he'll just think about you and he'll excuse himself and it doesn't even have to be sexual

Once you sent him a video and you weren't even topless, just close to the camera, giving him a half smile and a slow wink

It was literally 10 seconds of video you thought nothing of it

But the second he watched it his mouth went dry

He rolled in his chair to lock the studio room door, already unbuckling his belt

He's already rock hard when he takes himself in hand and he replays that ten seconds over and over

It sends an ache right up his cock when you drop that slow wink, smirking at him, and he remembers you doing that while looking up at him with your mouth full and he comes with a low grunt all over his hand

When he's breathing normally again and cleaned up, he texts you "I miss you"

Sometimes you'll see him nudes to help out while he's on tour

But you're a little shit so sometimes it's like midday when you know he's busy or with a lot of people

He never knows if he'll unlock his phone and see a text from you or a picture of you spread eagled, and he loves it

His favorite pics are when you have your face in frame as well as your body

There's a video of you touching yourself and when you pan up to show your face, you're biting your lip in concentration and it makes him come hard every time

So video chat sex is scheduled and you're always super excited

You never get off harder than you do while you're watching him unless he's physically there

He doesn't even take his cock out until you're halfway there, giving him a show as he tells you where to touch yourself and what to show him in a deep, commanding voice

He strokes himself slow, teasing himself, and you can't take your eyes off him

He scolds you for stopping to watch him but he's smirking at you, revealing those dimples

He's not loud but you can tell by the way he talks that he's close, the sound of his breath growing short

He dirty talks better than anyone you've ever known and his voice gets lower and lower toward the end when his fist pumps faster and he throws his head back against the chair

He always wants you to come first and he wants a close up of your face

"I wanna see your face when you come for me. You look so beautiful when you come undone."

After you come he's always right at the edge, his voice breathy and hoarse

"Show me your pussy, baby, spread open for me." It's not a command anymore he's almost begging and you can't comply fast enough

He groans then, and you don't know if it's because he isn't loud usually or because of how desperate it sounds but it always makes you ache low in your belly because you want him so bad

He always praises you so much

"Look at that, look at how wet and open you are for me. You have such a pretty pink pussy, baby."

He can also get pretty dominant though and honestly you don't know which makes you hotter

Sometimes he'll say shit like, "I wish I was there, I'd ruin that pussy, fuck you so hard you won't be able to get out of bed," or while you're showing him your face, "I want to fuck your mouth so bad, make you gag while I'm coming down your throat."

He won't just turn off the camera when he's done, though

He'll talk to you for another hour, face close to the camera, soft smiles and hanging on your every word

Seokjin

Seokjin either wants to get off in 5 minutes to get it over with or make it a whole production, edging himself for an hour so that he comes super hard

He's touch oriented sexually so he loves your pics and videos but he doesn't need them

He can remember exactly what your skin feels like beneath his palms when he slides his hands up your thighs to part them

He can remember how hot you felt when he was inside you

He's rough with himself, beats his dick like it owes him money when he's trying to get off fast

On the opposite spectrum though, he'll drag it out during video chats, hand loose around his cock, moving up and down slowly

Definitely loves how turned on you get watching him, smirks at you when you moan, wants you to show him how wet you are

He looks amazing, broad shoulders tense with concentration, brow furrowed

He likes to see you touch yourself, not just your pussy but your breasts, your stomach, your thighs

He can imagine your hands are his that way

He won't talk much but he'll be kinda loud anyway, whiny low pitched moans

The louder you get the faster he'll come, especially if you say something about how hot ut makes you to watch him

You love the way he bucks his hips into his hand when he's about to come

He'll chat with you for a few minutes afterward but not long

Then when you hang up he'll text you bc he forgot to tell you something and you'll chat for an hour via text

Hobi (J-Hope)

Usually pretty quick about it, he'd much prefer it were your body instead of his hand so he'll do it for stress relief mostly

He'll just flip through your nudes and get it over with when you're not watching or think about a particularly adventurous time, like when you spontaneously decided to give him road head on a long trip to see your parents and he drove like a snail for two miles before he pulled over to fuck you in the backseat

When you're video chatting he wants to be a whole exhibitionist and drag it out but he gets too worked up at how you bite your lip and moan as soon as he takes his cock out and he'll come fast with you watching, making intense eye contact through the camera

At first will like to tell you what to do but he will stop and just watch you in awe soon enough, praising you between moans

So much dirty talk but it's 90% praise

"God, how are you so beautiful? I'm so hard for you, babygirl, I want to fuck you so bad."

He will deadass consider flying you out when he's super horny

Will have a sex dream about you and FaceTime you at 3am

"I know it's late but you were such a naughty girl in my dream. It's only fair you help me out. Let me see your tits, yeah?"

You roll your eyes but when he pouts you do it

You always do whatever he wants, really, because afterward he gives you that sunshine smile and you’re done for

Plus it lets you know he’s always thinking of you

He’ll reward you when he gets home with multiple orgasms

Yoongi (Suga)

Will sext you a paragraph about how he saw a flower that reminded him of your pussy

It's almost poetic really

When he thinks about you like that it makes him miss you so he'll try to schedule a FaceTime with you asap

He doesn't think of much of anything when he's jerking off just to get it over with

It's just a physical need at that point

But right before he comes he'll think of your face, the way you look at him when he's inside you

When he's done he'll call you for no reason and even if it's late he'll text you something low-key sweet like "thinking about you, brat."

Will scold you for sending him unsolicited nudes when he's busy but if you stop for a few days he'll text you "what you wearing today?"

It's rare that he'll touch himself while you watch

He loves to watch you, though

You hardly ever schedule a video chat just for sex it'll just happen

You'll just be talking and your sweater will fall off your shoulder and he'll raise an eyebrow at you

"Hey, don't tease me, brat. Show me more."

He'll watch you touch yourself for an hour if you let him, getting close to the screen to see you better

Talks a LOT in a low murmur,

He'll definitely tell you what to do but if you disobey his orders it'll make him have to stifle a moan

He'll praise you whether you listen or not though

He won't exactly rush you to hang up after you come but he'll be antsy because watching you makes him rock hard

You beg him to let you watch him but he won't for the longest time

When you surprise him on his birthday by fucking yourself with a dildo during video chat he can't stop himself from pulling his cock out of his sweatpants, stroking himself with a low growl

"You dirty girl. You miss my cock that much, huh? Look at how well you take it even though I know how tight you are."

He leans back in his chair and gives you a full view but he'll stop if you do

"No fair, doll, tit for tat, yeah?"

He's so distracting though, that desperate look on his face, his sharp breaths

He stands up when he's about to come to use the wastebasket for quick cleanup but it puts him right next to the camera and you gasp because it's the hottest thing you've ever seen

He's embarrassed after, chuckling and hiding his face

"You're in for it when I get home, brat," but his soft smile says otherwise

Jimin

 He loves your pictures but when he wants to get off fast he always watches your videos, the more audio the better

Could really just jack off to the sound of your moans tbh If you cry out his name in a video that'll be his favorite one

He'll call you to help him get off, usually in the mornings, and if he's short on time you'll just talk him through it without facetiming him

You just have to tell him how much you want him and he's bucking into his hand

Sweet and apologetic later for waking you

Even though he was a little shy the first time, turns into a whole thot when you're watching him

All slow smirks and whiny moans and eye fucking the camera

 At first he won't let you see below his waist he'll sit so that he's only visible from the shoulders up

You'll get whiny because he's such a fucking tease he's throwing his head back and moaning but he won't let you see unless you beg

"Wanna see?"

 "You know I do, Jimin, come on!"

Frowns. "That's not the magic word."

"Please! I bet you look so hot!"

 He'll definitely give in if you praise him

Will take his time, ends up edging himself to keep teasing you

 Won't tell you what to do but will practically beg you to do something instead

 "Please let me see you finger fuck yourself," he says in a breathy voice

 Talks a lot AND is loud, you have no doubts everyone in a three mile radius knows what's up

He'd love it if you used a bullet vibrator or something because it makes him so hot when you lose your whole mind but he will be highkey pissed off if you try and bring out a dildo

Sulky and salty af

 Would really kind of freaking out if you started to fuck yourself with it, would stop everything and be low-key upset

"That thing can't make you feel like I do. No, I'm not mad, just selfish. I just don't want any other cock in you but mine not even a plastic one."

When he's close he'll say shit like "Tell me how much you miss this cock, yeah?" and ""Tell me how much you want me," and now he IS commanding, voice deep and authoritative

If you say his name in just the right way he'll come so hard he'll be trembling after

You'll have to hang up on him, he'll fall asleep with you facetiming him if you let him, he misses you so much

Taehyung (V)

Tae is v traditional when it comes to love so in the beginning he'd be almost too respectful

He'd never ask you for nudes or videos but if you sent them you'd kinda rock his world tbh

He'd send you a text back that was just: 😮

The first nude you sent was almost artistic you had just the right lighting that accentuated your curves

 It wasn't even that hot it wasn't as if you were spread-eagled or anything

 Just lying on your bed, naked, sunlight streaming through the blinds

 The second he gets it he calls you, voice deep and almost strangled

"Jagi, you're so naughty! You can't send me pictures like that. I got so hard in the middle of practice!"

Of course that just makes you send them more and you find out which ones are his favorites because he'll call you and complain about you teasing him

 Once you sent him a pic of you lifting your skirt to reveal just the edge of your white lace panties and he had to go to the bathroom in the middle of a meeting to jack off

 Your slow, striptease videos are what he uses most often

Very visually stimulated so after he knows you like sending them he may make a few requests

 Will never look at porn when he's in a relationship it would feel weird and you turn him on way more than strangers would

 He might be low-key salty if you tell him you watch porn, actually

 "Are the guys in them handsome? Ugh, Jagi, I don't like it. Don't watch them anymore, yeah? I want you only thinking of me when you touch yourself."

First time you get horny via video chat and pan the camera down to reveal your breasts he gasps like he's clutching his pearls

But he watches with his face close to the camera and he can't stop licking his lips

 He's so quiet, only humming low in his throat to encourage you, fidgeting in his desk chair

 You pan back up to your face

 He groans softly. "More," he says hoarsely, throat dry

 You shake your head. "Not until you show me how much you want me,"

 You thought he'd blush but he doesn't, just slides his chair back and unbuttons his jeans to pull himself out

 You don't have to tell him twice, is what I'm saying, and he's stroking himself and moaning immediately

 You think it's even scarier that he's not actively trying to turn you on, he's just effortlessly sexy while he chases his orgasm and you'll do whatever he asks when his voice is that deep and husky

 He'll ask you to show him different things but it won't really be asking but be quietly authoritative

"Will you show me your tits? Ah, that's my good girl. Pinch your nipples."

 Starts out quiet, ends up loud

 Praise praise praise

 "Look at my beautiful girl. I miss you so much."

 But once he's comfortable he talks dirty af

 "I want you so much, want those pretty lips around my cock, big doe eyes staring up at me." Or "I can't wait to stretch out that tight cunt of yours, Jagi."

 Long, slow strokes, makes eye contact with you when he comes, moans your name

 Breathing hard when it's over but he's not really embarrassed

Wants to talk to you for a long time after it's over, v affectionate and lovey dovey

Jungkook

 Poor baby doesn't have time to treat himself so it's usually quick and efficient

 Will find a particular image of you in his memory banks and play it over and over

 Maybe your face when you come or the curve of your hips while he's fucking you from behind

 He never once asked for naughty pictures or videos until you sent one

 Now he's never not asking for them while he's on tour

 You run out of ideas for positions

 Like how many ways can you make a picture of your pussy entertaining

 He thinks they're all fabulous he's never been happier

Videos are absolute gold, though, especially when he knows you made them just for him

 As a joke you once sent him a video of you writing his name across your tits but it made him so hard he thought he was gonna die before he could get home and take care of it

 The first time you touch yourself on video chat it's because you see how his eye follows the line of your collarbone when his hoodie that you're wearing slides down

So you playfully tug it down to reveal your breasts and he lets out a surprised squeak and then blushes

 "Tease!"

 You shrug. "Don't have to be. I'll show you mine if you show me yours."

He's mortified at first but the more you tease him the huffier he gets

 When you slide the camera down to slowly walk your fingers along your inner thigh to the edge of your panties, he lets out a low growl and pushes his desk chair back

 When he pulls his cock out he looks at you through the camera almost like he's angry

 "See what you do to me? It isn't fair to be so far away from you and want you so bad."

 But he likes the look on your face and how wet you get watching him so he gets bolder

 He'll tell you what to do, hesitantly at first but then in a confident voice when you obey

 Low curses, heavy breathing, but not loud

 He won't talk much other than to tell you where to show him and where to touch yourself but sometimes he'll praise you in a low, even voice and it's always sweet

 "You're fucking perfect, you know that?"

 He's majorly embarrassed after he comes, red faced

But he'll want to do it again the next time you FaceTime

[luvuwite]

ALL OF THEM.

sav this is why we cant have nice things

1. who was the last person you sent a text to?

q @sugarbreadz

2. who was the last person you said ‘I love you’ to?

hi @reinhardtist

3. favourite type of weather?

thunderstorms, i find them really relaxing and comforting

4. what’s your zodiac sign? do you relate to it?

gemini and yes some things snoRTS

5. showers or baths?

showers

6. favourite movie? (outside of mcu)

ponyo ponyo ponyo

7. favourite colour?

poorple

8. person your closest to in your family?

momther

9. last movie you watched?

uhhhhhh nightmare before christmas i believe

10. show you’re currently binging?

house m.d.

11. what’s your lockscreen?

the best sister of em all (face covered for privacy)

12. f*ck, marry, kill (pick three people)

j,,,,

jack

and uhhh murder is not ok

13. opinion on...

soup helps mental health

14. a celebrity you hate?

insert celebrity here

15. a celebrity you love?

IM YOUR BIGGEST FAN I’LL FOLLOW YOU UNTIL YOU LOOOVE ME

16. a character you relate to the most?

SHRUGS probably luz from owl house idk LOL

17. someone you’re looking forward to seeing?

@reinhardtist lets meet this summer and we’ll go on 293148201934 dates to the beach o//////o

18. what does the last text you sent say?

19. do you believe in true love?

yus

20. have you ever been in love?

yus

21. if your ex texted you now how would you react?

no talk

22. baths or showers?

showers

23. summer or winter?

winNNNnter

24. favourite memory from this year? (so far)

making more new friends @duckstrashcan @sugarbreadz @flash-darlinq @oni-darling

25. favourite food?

soup, dumplings, brisk, strawberries, and laffy taffy

26. put your music on shuffle and say the line you like most in the song

“darlin’ you’re so pretty it hurts”

27. last book you read?

romeo and juliet LOL

28. can you sleep if there’s noise?

can’t sleep without it

29. bad habits?

nail biting, lip biting, hair pulling

30. one regret you have?

dying my hair black

31. one bad thing that happened that worked out in the end?

misunderstandings happen all the time, so when it does occur handle it calmly and hear both of your stories

32. earliest memory?

i started remembering things/actually living when i was 4

33. what do you want to do when you leave school?

become a game designer, live in my own apartment/house and get a cat

34. what’s stressing you out right now?

lack of communication 

35. ever been drunk or high?

sugar-rush

36. favourite type of clothing?

pink aesthetic 

but i like hoodies, overalls, shorts, honestly i like anything

37. most expensive thing you’ve ever bought?

my fluffy alpaca i named caramel that cost me 60 bucks

38. give me a song and I’ll tell you who it reminds me of (character or real person)

forget - pogo, my oc Nero

39. who do you miss right now?

my sister

i want hugs

40. have any siblings? are you close to them?

baby sister and i love her very much

41. tumblr friends or irl friends?

literally everyone of my friends are from tumblr and i dont wanna ping em all and be annoying so ill just name em

sav, alex, jasy, zia, q

and my irl friends are kristina, rachell, paige, and james!!

42. do you want kids?

if my partner wants em

43. do you want to get married?

yes marriage is nice and soft

44. describe your dream girl/boy

i dont have a dream girl/boy

i just want them to give me as much love as i give them

45. one place you’d love to visit?

coral reef coral reef

take me to one and ill marry you

46. what’s on your bucket list?

go to australia to see a coral reef, visit savannah, go to japan and get shit tons of anime shit or smth

47. are you outgoing or shy?

both

48. one piece of advice you live by?

i’ll make you forget yesterday, make you happy today, so you’re excited to see a tomorrow

49. how tall are you?

4′11

50. anything you want to ask!

why can’t i go to my physical school

[imagines-to-quench-thirst]

Fluff alphabet with: Bucky Barnes

A = Attractive. What do they find attractive about the other?

He loves your smile and the ability to make him feel better with your smile. 

You love his long hair. He always lets you do his hair.

B = Baby. Do they want a family? Why/Why not?

He wants a family but is afraid he will fail as a dad. You already talked about the future plans reassuring him that he will be an amazing father and Bucky confessed that he wants a little girl.

C = Cuddle. How do they cuddle?

Bucky loves the morning cuddles giving him an extra excuse why he was late for his exercise with Steve.

‘Why are you late?’

‘I was cuddling with Y/n, Steve.’

‘Is that supposed to be an excuse?’

‘...Yes.’

D = Dates. What are dates with them like?

The dates are at home with both of you making dinner. So... every day.

E = Everything. You are my ____ (e.g. my life, my world…)

‘You are my light.’

F = Feelings. When did they know they were falling in love?

He knew it from the moment you said how you struggled with anxiety and depression. He comes closer asking for some advice. 

G = Gentle. Are they gentle? If so, how?

Super-gentle. Every time he holds you his hand almost ghosts over your skin.

‘Bucky, you can hold me tighter. I’m not gonna break.’

‘Sorry, doll... I’m just... careful.’

H = Holding Hands. How do they like to hold hands?

He definitely prefers his human hand, right arm. To feel you that you are here with him. That doesn’t mean you love to grab his other hand. When you do he just stares at you holding his metal arm tightly, not letting go.

I = Impression. First impression/s?

When he saw you he was starstruck. He was at a loss of words.

J = Jealousy. Do they get jealous?

No, he is insecure but he trusts you and once when he got jealous he did a stupid thing which made you mad. Very mad. Let’s just say he was sleeping on the couch for 4 days.

K = Kiss. How do they kiss?

Intense. He believes that every second should be taken to the fullest and when he kisses you it’s intense.

L = Love. Who says ‘I love you’ first?

Bucky. One day when he was leaving to go running at 5 am with Steve he kissed your forehead while you're still sleeping and whispered ‘Be back soon love you.’

‘Love you too, Buck.’ Bucky stopped in his tracks hearing your replay.

M = Memory. What’s their favorite memory together?

His is when you first kissed. The kiss was electrifying and sweet at the same time. 

Yours is when you brush teeth together before bed, talking about each other’s day.

N = Nickel. Do they spoil? Do they buy the person they love everything?

He does but in a way that subtle but very romantic he loves to buy you your favorite chocolate and candy or a newly framed picture of the two of you.

O = Orange(What color reminds them of their other half?)

White. Mostly that white summer dress you have, looking so pure in it. (wink wink)

P = Pet names. What pet names do they use?

-Love- when you are home alone

-Doll- in public

-Goddess- in the bedroom

Q = Quaint. What is their favorite non-modern thing?

He loves when you surprise him dressed in a pin-up look.

R = Rainy Day (What do they like to do on rainy days?)

Loves to meditate along with you to the sound of rain.

S = Sad. How do they cheer themselves/others up?

When he wakes up from a nightmare Bucky gets a little scared of touching you so you just caressed his back calming him down.

T = Talking. What do they like to talk about?

About his past ‘life’ before Hydra and before he got sent to war, about Steve and his street fights.

U = Unencumbered. What helps them relax?

A good shoulder massage.

V = Vaunt. What do they like to show off? What are they proud of?

Now, I think it would be his metal arm. He had such a journey and through all the craziness and when he met you and thanks to you he started to love all the flaws that made him Bucky, including the metal arm.

W = Wedding. When, how, where do they propose?

When you started dating he wanted then to propose but he knew it was ‘a little too soon’. When Bucky proposes Steve would give a helping hand. He would propose in the most romantic manner. You would come home and there would be rose petals on the floor leading towards the balcony. There he would stand dressed in his tuxedo patiently waiting for you and pop the question.

The ceremony would be intimate with your family, the Avengers in attendance.

X = Xylophone. What’s their song?

Jeremy Zucker- comethru

Y = You. You are the ___ to my ___ (e.g. the cookies to my milk, the macaroni to my cheese)

‘You are the sunshine to my darkness.’

Z = Zebra. If they wanted a pet, what would they get?

He would get a golden retriever and call him Steve. (I know a little predictive)

[mylifeasaserver]

The Regular From Hell

My trainee had her final training shift with me today. I found out from the night manager that she specifically asked to be paired with me for her final day.

This pleases me.

What did not please me, however, was our [see: my] final table of the night.

I was letting her take the smaller tables and having her do everything with them. I was there for questions and to do the shit work like clearing and resetting tables in the section. A woman and seven kids got sat and got their food, and then one of the biggest douchebags I’ve ever had the displeasure of being forced to deal with was sat.

Apparently this schmuck is a regular, and he’s rude and hateful. His ass is so repulsive he won’t even touch himself. This alpaca-looking motherfucker is in my section (alone, of course) so I send the trainee to handle him. I had no idea who he was.

He’s a prick to her from the onset, but she says nothing to me about it. She gets his drink and apparently he tells her that he’s putting five singles on the table and every mistake she makes he’s taking one away. When she lets me know I tell her to inform him that he can keep his five bucks but she’ll try to give him good service anyway. 

In case anybody wonders, I was more than happy to take 100% responsibility for that, so if anybody was getting in trouble it’d be me. 

Meanwhile, while we’re waiting on the food in the kitchen, he starts giving hell to the table with 7 kids to keep it down because nobody wants to hear them - which as a general rule I agree with. For clarity - because my writing sucks - I suppose I should tell you this group just came back from a T-ball game or something and they must’ve lost to end up at my restaurant so they’d be motivated to do better next time. As far as a group of 5-6 year old kids go, they were decent enough and weren’t loud by any reasonable standard - he was just unfortunate enough to be seated next to them in a mostly empty restaurant..

The woman says something to me and instead of getting a manager I ask this guy to not harass other tables - they have just as much right to be there as him.

I get an eye roll which tells me he understands the subject material and I consider the issue closed once he declines moving to another table. The table with kids finishes and leaves, and I start the cleaning process.

I’m sweeping under the table when his food comes out. My trainee apparently left one of his sides in the window and tells him she’ll be right back with it. This is the easiest of mistakes to correct so when she lets him know she’ll be right back with it I expect things to be A-OK.

I’m not a clever man.

He makes a big show about taking one of the singles (which goes to me anyway) and lets her know that’s a dollar off of the tip. She tells him what I told her to and apparently it’s the first time anybody has ever said anything of that sort to him.

He wads up all five of the bills and tosses it on the floor - in her general direction - and smugly looks at her and says “pick it up.”

I walk over and tell her to go to the kitchen, I’ll handle it. I sweep up the five dollars, and then deposit the contents of my dustpan on the table and his dinner and told him to get the hell out of my restaurant. He stood up and started shouting at me, but I don’t speak worthless cocksucker so I didn’t listen to a word of it. 

The night manager came shooting out of the kitchen like a missile and calmed shit down pretty quickly. 

I’m apparently supposed to be leashed, according to alpaca-boy. The night manager asked me what happened and I told her - and got sent home. Basically my job hinges on whether or not he calls corporate. I don’t give a shit. Right now I could not possibly care less if I get fired or not because if I do it would be worth it.

It’s only after my shift that I find out this ass clown is a regular and does stuff like that all the time. The experienced servers walk away from him after dropping his food off, and they give him his check at the same time. NOBODY COULD TELL ME THIS?

My poor trainee. I really hope she doesn’t quit because of this asshat.

I’ve yet to met a Russian I don’t like. -J

[thestuckylibrary]

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Anon 1 said: torture cw

Hi! First of all I wanted to thank you guys for all your hard work. I asked this about a week ago and I think it might’ve gotten lost, but I was wondering if you could help me find this fic? I remember it was about Steve being tortured while the rest of the avengers were watching, and Steve was being forced to live through all his fears in front of all the avengers. I remember his biggest fear was all of them dying, and j think he reunited with Bucky in the end. Thanks!

dolphinqueen10 sent in Always Afraid, Always Ashamed* by CaptainDean13 (complete | 11,052 | E) *graphic violence

Anon 2 said:

Hi!! I’m looking for a fic I read a long time ago. Steve is a girl before the serum but then the serum turns her into a man and Bucky acts all weird and uncomfortable about it? They might have been married beforehand. Thank you in advance!

wedswoe sent in Change is Hard (and Harder, so much Harder) by Dogtagsandsmut (complete | 18,409 | E)

Anon 3 said:

hiii love the effort and time you put into this page! a while ago i read a fic and for the life of me i can't remember what its called but i remember at one point bucky is fighting people on a plane and i'm pretty sure Steve is there and someone manages to kick bucky off the plane and they both panicked thinking it was another train situation but tony caught him? i'm not sure if that's enough to go on but i'd really love to find it again! Thanks!

dolphinqueen10 and whitewolfbucky sent in The Ungraceful Art of Falling* by buckyfuckybarnes (complete | 150,396 | E ) */others

Anon 4 said:

Hi! Could you please help me find a Shrunkyclunks fic I lost? I just remember Steve expressing doubt that Bucky would be into him if they had met pre-serum, so Bucky did this thing where he'd cup Steve's face in his hands to make Steve's face look smaller as a way of saying that he sees Steve, and Steve's still beautiful and loved. Sorry I don't remember more! Thanks for your help and for running such a great blog! :)

miraishu, whitewolfbucky and kittybrownjs sent in Trust Enough by geneticallydead (complete | 27,374 | E)

stevie2101 said:

I was looking for this fic where Bucky keeps asking Steve to marry him and he keeps saying no and the Avengers are fed up with it. Eventually, Steve says yes and Tony is like finally, we can plan the wedding and Steve and Bucky are confused because they're already married. Love you guys and what you do!

Anon sent in Five Times Bucky Asked Steve to Marry Him (and One Time Steve Said Yes) by bactaqueen (oneshot | 832 | G)

captameriac said:

hi!! i've been trying to find a fic and i searched the entire library but i can't find. i think it was in 6 chapters, it was a modern au and it went from their childhood to how they got together and the only details i remember are one night in college, bucky was drunk and kissed steve and the other is when they got together, they waited a bit before having sex. it was such a good read and i wanna find it again! thank you loves 💕

wedswoe sent in G.I. Joes and 2AM Diners by OhCaptainMyCaptain (complete | 100,481 | E)

misslablingbling and Anon sent in Timeline by perfect_plan (complete | 56,271 | M)

Anon 5 said:

i’ve searched everywhere for this fic and can’t find it to save my life... it’s set on the a/b/o universe and all i can remember is that it is preserum steve who is an omega and alpha!bucky. at one point steve goes into heat so bucky locks steve in the bathroom so he won’t do anything he will regret. ring any bells? thanks for all your help !

Anon sent in no matter the distance, I’m holding your hand* by suzukiblu (oneshot | 3,278 | M) *dubcon due to identity issues

aceaviatrix sent in edges blurred by moonythejedi394 (complete | 383,595 | M)

borkyandstove said: bucky/pierce 

Hi there! I lost a fix and it has Bucky in a relationship with Alexander Pierce and Bucky is a recovering drug addict from when he was a teenager. The first scene is Steve, a cop, meeting with Pierce and Bucky walks in butt naked and sits on Pierces lap. Later in the story we find out Pierce separates Bucky from his mom. Help!

miraishu sent in Take me with you* by Sandr1ne (complete | 40,829 | E) *rape/noncon

misslablingbling and monalisamontauk sent in Heat of the Night by Kellyscams (complete | 186,509 | M) *underage, /others, abuse (heed the tags)

gorkyschildhood said:

Hello, I am sure I read this fic on AO3 but I can't seem to find it. Buck and Steve are agents, and they have to kill each other. In the final scenes, they fight to the death and then angrily make out!! Gosh, do you happen to remember that one as well? Thank you!

krysrayn said:

Hi! I read a fic that had Steve go down in the valkyrie and he ended up going through a portal. Many years later the helicarrier hit a storm and went through the same portal. Bucky was on board and Steve went to the crash site took him. It wasn't finished when I first read it and I would love to re read it and save the story.

[gigglyirwin]

Good Girl

Pairing: Muke x Reader

Word Count: ~1.6k

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it kiddos), fluff, praise kink

Prompt: Nice

Summary: Michael and Luke decide to reward the reader since she’s been on her best behavior for them.

This is day 10 of 25 Days of Christmas. Check out the masterlist HERE!

You were bored. You were Luke’s plus one to the record labels annual Christmas party and at first, it was great and you loved talking to everyone who helped make their dream possible but as the night ticked away you were getting antsy and had run out of people to talk to and things to talk about.

It was Michael who noticed your distress, coming to stand beside you and offer you another drink. You declined, not in the mood for alcohol especially the fancy kind that was littered throughout the room. “You okay?” You nodded to answer his question, shifting from foot to foot as your heels were growing uncomfortable. “Are you ready to go home?”

“Yeah,” you sighed. “But I know you guys aren’t.”

“Love, you should’ve said something. We didn’t have to stay this long.”

You, Michael, and Luke had some sort of relationship going if you could call it that. It was more like an agreement between them. They both liked you, you liked both of them and while you had experimented with both of them individually the first time you all were together was one of the best nights you’d ever had. You wouldn’t call it a polyamorous relationship but it was something along those lines and whatever it was it worked and you were all happy.

“We don’t have to leave,” you assured as Michael looked around the event center for Luke. “Really, if you aren’t finished partying yet I can wait a little longer.”

Michael shook his head and grabbed your hand, only getting a few seconds with it intertwined with his before he remembered you were Luke’s date tonight. “You have been so patient tonight baby. I think it’s time we go home.” And with that, you two set off to find Luke, in hopes he was ready to leave too.

Except when you did find Luke he was sitting at the baby grand piano with a circle of people around him, playing some piece you didn’t recognize. You wanted to groan and throw a fit because now you had to stay even longer but you held yourself together, crossing your arms over your chest and listening to Luke play. When he finished the first song, he moved onto another before the claps had even died down and this seemed even longer than the first one. You tapped your foot anxiously. The music was beautiful but you were over it, wondering how much longer you’d have to be stuck here.

Michael flagged down Luke when he’d finished playing, making sure the younger boy did not begin another piece. Luke thanked the people that had gathered for listening and pushed his way through the crowd until he reached you, planting a kiss to your cheek. “What’s up, baby?”

“Can we go home?” You asked. Luke looked to Michael who confirmed that you were ready to go and a bit of guilt radiated through his heart when he realized how late it was and how long you all had been there.

“Of course. Do you have all your stuff?”

“Yeah. Just need my jacket.”

“Okay.” Luke pulled you into his side, keeping one arm around your waist. “Sorry you had to wait so long, baby. We’ll get you home and get you all taken care of.”

You knew exactly what that meant. They didn’t even need to confirm it but they did when they began to talk praises to you on the walk to the car.

“You were so patient for us,” Michael cooed, holding the door open for you as you got into the back seat of the taxi.

“So good tonight,” Luke whispered and climbed in beside you as Michael took the front of the cab. Luke rested his hand on your thigh, squeezing gently. He kept it there the whole way home.

Michael had his lips on you when you walked into the house. He had slowly walked you back to the couch, sitting down first and then pulling you over his lap. “You were such a good girl for us, Y/N. And since you could prove to us that you could be nice instead of naughty tonight, you get your reward,” Michael spoke, pushing your hair to the side before littering your neck with little kisses.

“All set,” Luke hummed as he came down the stairs, his button-up shirt now unbuttoned at the top and almost down to his middle.

Michael could hardly keep his hands off of you in the walk to the bedroom, his hands found your waist and your back or your hair and jawline. Anywhere he could touch he did. He only moved half an inch away from you when you entered the room, letting you get a look at the setup.

You grinned when you spotted the rose petals on the floor around the bed and the heart they made on the sheets. Candles were set up on both nightstands and the lights had been dimmed, giving the room a very peaceful golden glow.

“How did I get so lucky with you two?” You hummed, pulling Michael in for a quick kiss and then moving onto Luke, paying more attention to him this time than you did Michael.

While you and Luke made out, Michael had unzipped the back of your dress, trailing his fingers over your bare skin as he pushed the fabric off your shoulders. He followed his fingers with his lips, leaving goosebumps on your arms and a shiver running through you. He was so gentle but his hands were rough and calloused from playing guitar so much. You loved the contrast of the two feelings.

You still had your panties on when Luke walked you over to the bed and laid you down on it. He caressed your thighs and kneeled on the floor in front of you, pushing the black lace to the side.

“You’re already dripping,” he commented, licking a stripe through your folds that sent you squirming. “You been waitin’ for this all night, love?”

“Uh huh,” you breathed shakily, gripping onto the sheets when he kissed your clit.

The bed dipped with Michael’s weight and his fingers joined Luke’s mouth at your cunt, easily sliding two fingers into your heat. The pads of Michael’s fingers crooked into your g-spot, making you gasp and buck up against Luke’s face. You shivered, feelings Luke’s tongue tease your opening alongside Michael’s fingers. You cum almost instantly when you feel Luke’s tongue enter you and Michael’s thumb pressed against your clit. Michael cleans off his fingers, humming about how good you taste and Luke cleans you up with his tongue until you’re whimpering and trying to push him off of you, wanting a second to catch your breath.

Luke sat on the bed on the other side of you, trailing his fingers over your hips and stomach. “Your choice tonight, baby girl.”

You glanced between both boys before pulling Luke down into a sweet kiss. “Want you to watch me ‘n Michael,”

“Fuck,” Luke breathed, crawling off of you. You were about to lay down when Michael did first, holding your hip as he got himself situated on the bed.

“Ride me. Face Luke.” And fuck if that wasn’t the hottest idea you had heard all night. Luke stood at the end of the bed as you swung one leg over Michael, your back to him as you slowly sunk down onto his cock. One of his hands still held your hip while the other had found your breast, kneading it in his hand and pinching and tugging at your nipple until you were crying out from the pleasure.

As you bounced on Michael’s cock, Luke began to stroke himself, his eyes either focused on yours or roaming your whole body. For a while, they were stuck on your center, watching as Michael pounded into you, but when he could see you beginning to squirm, nearing your second orgasm, his eyes locked on your face, always loving how you looked just before you came.

“Fuck baby, you’re so close,” Michael praised as his four fingers moved from your side to your clit, swirling the sensitive bud around. “Cum for me, love. Show Luke how good this feels.”

You didn’t just cum. You squirted. Both boys let out equally loud moans as you ruined the sheets with your juices. The feeling had Michael cumming just seconds after you. You were still dripping when Luke pulled you off Michael, immediately slamming into you and filling you with his own cum. You came again just from that, less intense as the first one, but still enough to get Luke through his high.

You were completely fucked out when Luke carried you to the side of the bed and laid you down. “Didn’t know you could do that, baby,” he praised and you blushed.

“Aw, don’t get shy now,” Michael hummed. “Can’t wait to make you do that again. So fucking hot, you have no idea.”

“Let's go get you in the bath, okay love? You deserve to relax. You’ve been so so good to us tonight.” Both boys were all about praise, especially after sex and you absolutely melted at it. Sometimes you needed it if they were rough, but most of the time it was just to assure you they loved you both so much.

Michael blew out the candles still sitting on the nightstands and tore off the soaked sheets from the bed, dropping them in the hamper on the way to the bathroom as Luke helped you into the slowly filling tub. Michael sat in there with you as Luke cleaned you off but you were asleep on Michael’s chest before Luke was even finished.

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Zoomans’ Return

"This is what you wear, Stevann?"

       Y-6 gazed intently at his leather-clad arm, wiggling his fingers experimentally.

       "Yeah! Well— not me, personally," Steven explained. "That's the sort of stuff cool guys wear. It's called a jacket."

       "Jaacket," Y-6 repeated carefully, and his face lit up. "Jaacket! Yes! I like it! But what is a 'cool guys'?"

       "Can I wear what you have, Gareg?"

       Steven turned and found J-10 standing tall in a pink dress. Connie looked helpless beside her.

       Greg visibly coloured. "Oh, this? This is— this is old man stuff!"

       "Dad!" Steven cried stubbornly. "You're not old!"

       "Please, Gareg?" J-10 pushed innocently. "I like your calothes!"

       She enunciated the "th" strangely, like a surprised toddler.

       Greg took a step back. "Well, not these but— I'm sure we can find you your own!"

       "Yes!" J-10 looked pleased.

       Across the store, U-12 was spinning in her new sundress. She stumbled and sent a potted fern crashing to the floor.

       "Ah— I'll get it!" Connie cried, and she dashed over to help the dark girl up.

       When Steven turned back around, he noticed L-5 (a slender, chestnut-haired youth) by the dressing rooms. Kiki was helping him fit a pair of heeled thigh-length boots on. As she zipped them up for him, he looked incredibly pleased — and then he wobbled and promptly fell on top of her.

       After the healing of the corrupted Gems, Steven had approached Yellow and Blue and requested the return of the captive humans. Though Blue was hesitant, Yellow readily agreed, and a few days later, Steven awoke to find the entire Zoo hovering over the town.

       Of course, as quickly as he could manage, he hid the Zoo in the Strawberry Battlefields and since then had tasked himself with helping the Zoomans adjust to the new developed Earth. The concealing of such an addition to the town could not be kept a secret, and so he had first told a select few citizens about the situation and, inevitably, enlisted some much-needed help.

       And it was working, for the most part.

       The first thing on the agenda had been to dress the Zoomans appropriately, and so far Kiki, Jenny, Buck, Sour Cream, Sadie, Peedee and Ronaldo had turned up at the store to assist them. According to Sadie, Lars wouldn't be coming, as he wanted some time to spend with his family since his return.

      Steven felt a hand on his arm and turned to see Connie.

       "The store's in shambles," she sighed, wincing at another clatter that echoed from behind. "We'll have to come back later and help clean up."

       "And replace some things, too, by the looks of it," Greg put in, rubbing his neck.

       At that moment, J-10 burst out from behind a changing curtain, followed by an exhausted-looking Jenny. "Gareg, look! I am wearing your calothes!"

       Greg flushed and hurriedly averted his gaze. The poor girl had haphazardly thrown on a much-too-big singlet (whose collar dipped dangerously low), and a pair of shorts that barely clung to her hips. Jenny sighed. "I dunno, I think you'd look way better in a dress, JJ."

       "I like these," J-10 replied stubbornly, and folded her arms (thankfully) over her cleavage.

       "I mean, yeah, but what about Boots over there?" The darker girl jerked her head at L-5. "Dude chose his own clothes and he's lookin' stylin'!"

       J-10 blinked.

       "Hey," Steven said gently, and took her hand. She looked down at him inquisitively. "You can wear whatever you like, but these clothes don't seem to fit you. Let's find some in your size."

       "Of course!" she beamed.

       "Hey, Steven." Buck's deadpan voice made him turn around. Standing a head taller beside the teen was F-3, grinning under his fringe of blonde hair and clad in trackpants, a long-sleeved shirt and a puffer vest. "I think my man's ready."

       "Steven!" he whipped around and was met with Sour Cream, with what looked like a dark-haired clone beside him.

       The boy looked helplessly between them all, blinking furiously. There was way too much going on.

       Connie seemed to notice his distress and took his hand. "Hey, I think they look happy. That's two more people crossed off our list. That leaves just. . . thirty-three more. If we spend a few minutes on each person, we should be done by half-past."

       Steven nodded helplessly.

       "C'mon," the girl smiled, and appealed to Greg. "Mr Universe, could you please take these two to the Pizzas'? I heard Mr Fryman's overloaded with customers today."

       "Yeah— okay, sure thing." He sounded uncertain, but ushered them off anyways.

       "Buck, Sour Cream, did you get the prices on those?" Connie asked.

       They both handed her some crumpled slips of paper.

       "Perfect," she smiled, "Thank you! Could you help a couple of others in the meantime?"

       "Guys!" Steven called. All the Zoomans dropped what they were doing and turned to look at him. "We've got ten more minutes! Let's pick our clothes and go eat!"

       They all gazed at him blankly.

       "Ten more minets?" Y-6 asked interestedly.

       Steven sighed. "If you're not happy with your clothes, we all have one more change and then we're leaving."

       "I'm happy with my calothes," Y-6 replied cheerfully.

       "Okay, good." Steven grabbed his hand and led him to the door, pointing outside. "See that shop over there? Can you go there for me? Just knock on the door and they'll let you in."

       "Knock?"

       Steven rapped his knuckles on the glass shopfront in demonstration.

       Once Y-6 made it safely across the boardwalk Steven ran back and returned to the kerfuffle. "Kiki, how's L-5?"

       "Hey, Steven! I think he's happy," she smiled, and looked up at him from her position on the floor. "How ya feelin', L-5?"

       Her only response was a delighted grin.

       "Alright. Could you please take him to your shop?"

       "Sure thing."

*****

Thirty-one Zoomans and $3,000 later, they were all gathered at Fish Stew Pizza.

       "Will we be eating now, Stevann?" a slight red-haired girl asked.

       The doorbell tinkled and Steven turned to find a band of Zoomans walking back out through the front door.

       "Ah— yeah," he said quickly, "But in here."

       The girl looked confused. "How?"

       He never answered as he hurried outside after the others.

       The Zoomans were congregated around a pot plant a few paces away. He rushed over.

       "What are you guys doing?"

       "Waiting for the fruit," J-10 replied simply, her eyes on the plant.

       "Um— fruit doesn't just . . . appear, like that, here."

       An elderly lady standing at the edge of the circle looked confused. "It doesn't? Then how do you know what to eat?"

       "We choose."

       "How do you know when to eat?"

       "Uh, well . . . we usually eat three times a day. When we wake up, in the middle of the day, and before we go to bed. We don't have to, though. And we can just eat whenever we like in between meals."

       Everyone looked confused except for the tall, muscular lady on the far side of the circle.

       "Whenever we like?" she said, excitement palpable.

       Steven nodded and turned back to the shop. "Yeah. But right now, we're getting food inside. C'mon."

*****

The beach was aswarm with Zoomans.

       Steven had only just managed to convince them all to follow him home before "play".  As soon as their toes hit the sand, the beach was covered in rolling bodies, much to Steven's exasperation and Pearl's detriment.

       "We can't have them all here!" she cried, and whirled to Steven. "Steven! Didn't you put the Zoo in the Battlefields?"

       "Well, yeah, but . . . I just decided to take them into town today."

       "What are they doing?" the Gem pushed, distressed. "Are they hurt? Are they sick?"

       Connie stepped up and laid a reassuring hand on her arm. "It's okay, Pearl. They're just playing."

       "'Playing'?" Pearl asked in disbelief.

       Y-6 rolled onto his back, stretching his hands toward the sky, and giggled delightedly.

       "It's . . . part of their old routine," Connie offered, now shooting Steven a discerned look.

       Pearl sighed. "Okay, just . . . please clear them out before nightfall." With one last disconcerted look at the Zoomans, she headed back to the Temple.

       Steven cleared his throat. "Okay, everyone. . . we all need to have a shower."

       Pearl shrieked. "To the Zoo, Steven!"

       With no little effort, Steven and Connie persuaded Pearl to let them in provided they stayed seated in the living room and showered one at a time. Steven relented to B-4's begging and let her in to wash first.

       Between them, Steven and Connie had decided that they would take care of the members of their own sexes respectively, and so when the Connie ushered the dark lady into the bathroom, Steven waited outside the door, keeping an eye on everyone else.

       From inside came the pattering of water and then a cry.

       "B-4, no! Your clothes! You have to take off your clothes!"

       "Why?" came the soft, curious voice.

       "You wear these in the daytime! You don't want them wet!"

       Thirty arduous minutes later and Connie stumbled out with a redressed B-4, whose wet, waist-length hair clung to her back.

       "Steven, this will take hours," Connie wailed. "We won't get any sleep if we let them all shower tonight!"

       "Ooooooooo."

       The chorus made them turn. All thirty-six Zoomans were pressed against the front windows, gazing outside.

       "What is that?" one of them murmured.

       "It looks like a big splash from the sky," another whispered.

       Gingerly, Steven pushed his way to the front and squinted into the darkening night. He let out a gasp of realisation. "It's raining."

       "Raining?" J-10 asked.

       "Everyone, let's go outside!" Steven called, and opened the door. "You can all get clean in the rain!"

       Without reservation the Zoomans pounced at the idea and all filed excitedly outside. There was a collective gasp as the rain kissed their skin.

       "Rain! Rain!" J-10 cried happily, prancing about on the deck. F-3 and U-12, hand-in-hand, rushed down the stairs and onto the wet sand. The rest of the Zoomans soon followed.

       Steven and Connie stood on the balcony, entranced, watching the happy people. Some of them even took off towards the water, diving and pushing each other into the waves. Steven sagged against the railing, exhausted.

       "I never thought this would be so much work," he groaned.

       Connie set a hand on his back. "Hey, I think we did great today, Steven," she cooed. "Look how happy they are. And they're adjusting so fast! I think they'll be ready to meld in with town life in no time."

       He shot her a tired smile. "You think so?"

       She crouched down next to him and gave him a hug. "I know so."

*****

Unfortunately, there were still corrupted Gems roaming the Earth, and Stevonnie and the Gems had agreed to continue their missions until every once had been brought back and healed.

       Upon their return from yet another search, Stevonnie separated and their boy counterpart decided to venture into town.

       His first stop was the Big Donut. Y-6 had taken up a job there two weeks earlier upon Lars' resignation for hopes to open his own bakery.

       When he walked through the door, he found a very cheery Y-6 handing a couple a bag of doughnuts. Upon seeing the boy, the new cashier waved.

       "Steven!"

       His language was definitely improving, but he hadn't quite mastered it yet.

       "How's everything going?" the boy asked, sauntering up to the counter.

       "Wonderful! Would you like a doughnut?"

       "Ah— actually, yes please." He slid a bill over. "Surprise me."

       Y-6 disappeared beneath the counter.

       Confused, Steven leaned over, and yelped when the youth shot upright again. "Surprise!"

       For a moment, Steven could only stare, and then he broke into helpless chuckles, eyes streaming.

       "Did I surprise you, Steven?" the youth grinned.

       Steven wiped at his eyes, still giggling. "Yeah, I guess you did. About the doughnuts — I meant, please get me whatever you want, not—" he stifled his laughter with his hand.

       "Oh!" Y-6 grabbed a bag and stepped behind the display cabinet. When he reached inside, he glanced at Steven and cocked his head.

       "What is that on your arm?"

       Steven checked himself. "Oh— right. That's just a cut."

       "A cut," Y-6 repeated. "Isn't a cut for paper? Paper doesn't turn red when you cut it."

       "That red stuff's just blood."

       "Blood?" he said interestedly.

       "Yeah, when you hurt your body, sometimes it bleeds a bit. I'm okay, though."

       A chittering sound erupted from behind the counter.

       Steven craned his neck. "What's that?"

       "Oh!" Y-6 slipped two doughnuts into the bag and stood, grinning. "This is Steven Again!"

       He made a motion with his hand and a small, humanoid figure waddled its way around the cabinet.

       "A Watermelon—?" Steven glanced at Y-6, then at the creature, and back at Y-6. "How'd you—? Where'd you find him— it?"

       "He was on the beach!" Y-6 declared, and set the bag on the counter, taking up the dollar notes. "He is my friend. He is a very good helper."

       "Yeah. . ."

       Steven glanced at the figure uncertainly. It only gave him a friendly wave.

       "Don't be afraid, he won't hurt you."

       "I know, I know. . . it's just. . . he is friendly, right? He's never attacked anyone?"

       Y-6 cocked his head. "'Attacked'?"

       "Hm. . ." He stole one last glance at the creature. "Just . . . make sure he doesn't hurt anybody, okay?"

       "Of course!" The new cashier deposited the money and waved. "I hope you enjoy your doughnuts, Steven!"

       "Thank you! I will," he assured him, and returned the wave as he pushed open the door. Stepping out into the light breeze, he turned towards the town, and checked his phone. 12:00pm.

       He'd better get a move on. Surely the others had picked up jobs just as quickly — and with thirty-five more Zoomans to visit, it was sure to take some time.

***** PROMPT: "The 'Zoomans' are brought back to Earth and have to get used to the 'new' world, while a select number of humans, like those who know the Gems, are made aware of them as well. Maybe throw in a cameo from the Watermelon Steven people, whom the humans of Beach City also seem unaware of." — for Holy Fountains on FanFiction! Hope you enjoyed! :)        My writing lacks in this one. . . egghhh. The dialogue's all yucky! Help!

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Linguistics Chapter 5: One Battle Two Missions

Paring: Bucky X OC (Ema)

Warnings: Fluff, language, PTSD, some jealousy, mentions of sex

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Bucky and I had planned to go out two days later, but the world had other ideas. An H.Y.D.R.A. base had been discovered in Siberia. Since, Bucky and Steve knew this area well and had to leave quickly to get the jump on the agents. I was scared for Bucky. I knew this had been an old home for the Winter Soldiers and I didn’t want the mission to trigger his PTSD.  I planned on working in my office on my assignments for the mission until they left. Come on Ema get focus. This is an easy task. The map pulled up on the screen in front of me. I stood there biting my lip and scribbling the messages on my IPad. They need you to focus. He will be fine. He's a Winter Soldier. Plus I had already seen him in his new uniform today. It carved his body perfectly. Oh god, help me.  When he gets back you can give him a proper homecoming involving more than, my thoughts trailed off. This wasn't helping. Now I was completely distracted, fidgeting with his dog tags and biting my lip. Ugh, this man is going to drive me crazy.

"So do you always bite your lip and fidget with my dog tags when your thinking?" I head him smugly ask. He was standing at my door watching me intently. His blue eyes darkening with each word he spoke. I immediately stopped. The dog tags slipped out of my fingers and landed back around my neck. I blushed getting caught red-handed thinking about him. 

"Well I was just ugh going over this code and ugh," I said trying to backtrack myself but it wasn't working. Bucky left out a chuckle. He took three strides and was right beside me. 

"I do love it when you ramble and bite that lip doll." He mumbled as he  walked up behind me holding me close to him and kissed me on top of my head. "So anything new?" He motioned with his head toward the map.

"Just more location hits. Looks like 35 miles northwest of the closest town. The language is Romanian and German.  It tells about other Winter Soldiers, having been station there, and now for some reason the previous unoccupied base is now being moved back into. " 

“That’s what we were afraid they were going to do. I remember the place well. I was kept there for so long it’s hard to forget somewhere like that. However, if they think they will be able to trigger me again they have a hell of a fright coming their way. I spent too many years as that guy and under their control," Bucky said coldly. His tone sent shivers down my spine. I didn’t want him to leave like that.

I needed to do something to snap him out of this. "Hey, look at me." Bucky let go of me and leaded against my desk with his legs slightly apart with his hands holding on the the edge. His golden stripes showing through the nenotech.   I placed my iPad down on the desk beside him and stepped between his legs and gently stroked his face with my left hand,  "You’re going to be fine.   Plus you have two missions," he raised a curious eyebrow at me as I continued. "First, to kick butt over there and the second to get back here to me, because you owe me a date, Sergeant. So get going and then come back to me in one piece." I finished and gave him a smile. I couldn’t let him see me upset. I knew I had to be strong for him. 

He looked at me and smirked. "Yes ma'am," he said as he leaned over and gave me a gentle slow kiss on my lips. I wrapped my hands around his neck and barred my head in his neck. He ran his hands up and down my back softly for a moment. I knew he could tell that I was worried about him.  "Don’t worry Doll, I’ve done this a time or two."

“Yes I know,” I mumbled into his neck. “Just this time is feels different.”

“Ya for me too.” We stood there for a moment in silence. 

“Mr. Barnes they’re ready for you,” F.R.I.D.A.Y. stated breaking the silence.  

“That’s my ride.  I’ll see you in a couple of days,” James said standing up. We kissed again and he left out the door while leave me with butterflies.

(Day 5) Me: I'm worried about you. Goodnight. Keep safe you.

Bucky: Good morning beautiful. I'm fine. Don't worry about me.

Me: Not in my nature Barnes

(Day 12)

Buck: I miss you me more than you know. When I get back we need to talk.

Me: Miss you too Sergeant. Why am I in trouble? I'm completely innocent.

Buck: I know your not that innocent Doll.

Me: You just made me blush and almost spill my coffee.

Buck: Good

(Day 18) My first day off in almost three weeks and of course where was I? Close to the compound just in case they needed me. However the early fall weather had been calling my name and therefore I decided to do some hiking on the trails near the compound. The leaves were just beginning to change into yellow and red hues. I leaned against a tree to enjoy the silence for a moment when my phone began to ring.  " This is Jones." I answered quickly not even bothering to look at the ID. I was hoping to try and sound more authoritative especially since I had just been given level 9 clearance with several agents under my control.

"Is that how you answer your phone now?" He laughed.

"Bucky!"

"Hey Doll. How are you?" I knew he was smirking.

"I'm fine and you must be too since ya smirking at me." I smiled.

"Never."

"Sure, right Sergeant." I laughed.

"I've missed that laugh. Hey Em I don't got long honey just wanted to tell you that I missed you."

"I miss you too baby. Please be safe. It's getting rough at least that's what I hear."

"Yes. I will besides remember I've done this a time or two." Bucky stated in his authoritative tone.

"Ya ya I know. Damn alpha male." I received another chuckle.

"Hey honey I got to go. Steve is needing me."

"Ok. Stay safe Buck."

"I will baby. I promise. Bye."

"Bye."

I hung up the phone and stood I leaning against the tree for a moment longer thinking. It's almost over and he will be home. The last time I had felt like this about anyone was when Chris and I had first been together. Before the lies, and verbal abuse and... I stopped no this isn't about him and James Barnes was not that type of man. He made me laugh and smile. He made me happy and I ugh couldn't imagine my world with out him. Oh, god I think I'm in love with him. I shook the thought from my head. Maybe just maybe I was right but the question was did he feel the same about me.

By the 20th day of the mission, and a 18 hour shift the other operators finally convinced me to get some sleep, especially since the mission was practically over. Upon arriving back to my apartment around 6 pm I ate a small bite and then gave a stick command to F.R.I.D.A.Y. that I was to be immediately woken when Bucky and the rest of the task force returned home. It didn’t take long for me to dive into my soft bed falling sound to sleep.

(Compound-1:45 AM) "It ant that bad Steve" I grumbled as he stood there giving me that Captain America look. "Besides I can patch up myself." He pushed open the doors to the infirmary ushering me inside.

"You were shot Buck. Besides you lost a lot of blood that's why we had to give you some on the jet. Now get your ass in there and get checked out. That's an order." He grown with frustration.

"Fine. But call Ema for me would you. She will be worried." I said checking in with the receptionist while she gave me googling eyes.

"Bucky it's almost 2 AM. She's probably asleep. I have to go to debrief. Tasha's coming up soon as well. Just get checked out," He said as he turned and left headed out to the elevator.

About 45 minutes later I was done. Natasha was waiting outside in the chairs to get herself patched up. "You ok Barnes?" She asked not bothering to open her eye. She was probably still dazed from her hit on the head.

"Yes I’m fine Natilia. I'm goin’ home. Get some rest." I received a grunt in response.

(Ema's Apartment)  I woke to the sound of the A.I. system say my name. "Ema, Captain Rodgers, and Sergeant Barns had arrived back to the compound." I looked at the clock, 2:00 AM. I quickly dressed into a light blue flowing dress that I had bought especially with him in mind and drove to the compound.

(2:40 AM) Once inside I opened the double doors leading to the hallway lined with situation and debriefing rooms on each side. I had to see him. I wanted to wrap my arms around him and feel his embrace. My eyes scanned the rooms trying to find him. I wasn't looking where I was going and felt myself bump into a hard chest. My eyes shot up seeing Steve standing in front of me he looked weary. I smiled and greeted him. "Hi. Welcome home Cap."

"Hi Ema, what are you doing here?" He questioned me with a very puzzled tone.

"I came to welcome Bucky home. Where is he?" I waited but got no response. Steve gave me a confused look. This can’t be good.

"Steve, what happen? Where is Bucky?" I asked again now with a more demanding tone. I was starting to get frantic. What was he not telling me?

"Ema he's been shot," he stated making sure his words came out slow but clear.

"What the hell? When and why didn't you let me know?! My voice raised as I tried to keep my composure. I think Steve flinched a little. He had never seen me like this.

"Infirmary." He said firmly. My breath hitched some. I felt as if I was caught in the middle of a hurricane. 

(A/N listen to this song )

I turned and ran back to the elevator and I headed up to the infirmary. The white walls the clinic's office greeted me coldly. I stood at the reception desk tapping my fingers on it nervously. After what felt like an eternity a receptionist greeted me.

"May I help you Ms.?" She asked smiling at me. 

"Where is James Barns?" I asked with a direct tone.

"I'm sorry are you family?" she questioned in her crisp tone.

"No, I'm his girlfriend and you are going to tell me where he is or I will go back there and find him myself!"

"Family only in the back," she said firmly with a slight grimace on her face and turned to leave me standing there. What's her problem I thought. I decided to take matters into my own hands and quickly scared the room assignments listed on the board on the wall behind the desk. Barns, J. exam room 15. I pushed open the double doors leading to the back and headed for the room. My heart pounding in my chest and ears.

"Ms. You can't go back there!" I heard the receptionist hiss from behind me. I ignored her and pulled open the curtain only to find an empty dissolved exam bed with bloody bandages scattering the floor. My heart dropped at the sight. Old memories of a horrific hospital scene played in my mind as I stood there staring at the room in front of me. However, instead of Chis' lifeless body laying in the bed it was Bucky's.

"Ms. You have to leave now." I head her stern voice say behind me snapping me out of my flashback. I just shook my head and walked out the same way I had come. Once outside I rested my back against the door trying to gain my composure.  Silent tears began to fall down your cheeks. Where was he? What had they not told me? Breathe. I took a deep breath as tears fell again.

"Ema, get a grip." I heard a voice snap from in front of me. I looked to find Natasha waiting her turn to get patched up. She looked at me for a moment and leaned her head back against the wall closing her eyes.

"Where is he Nat and why and the hell didn't anyone tell me he was shot?" Range and fear began to fill my voice. She looked up at me and just shook her head as she slumped in her seat. I stood staring at her while clenching the material of my dress.

"His apartment," she sighed before leaning her head back again as she closed her eyes.

I turned left running down the hall toward the elevator. I pressed the call button rapidly as I stood impatiently waiting for the elevator to arrive. "Come on come on you stupid thing" I grumbled. It finally arrived and I made my way to the garage level. I only stopped for a moment to grab my keys from the guard before running to my car. Quickly I got inside and pulled out on two wheels driving like a crazy person his apartment. The late hour made the trip pass quickly since there were only a few cars on the road. I felt like I had been caught up into a hurricane and the only way out was through him.

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