#fuc ily sam

[jolynelovemail-moved]

hey guys not to brag but im friends with this asshole and they're great (minus the 86 times they sent the word 'snart' to me on discord)

how dare you be mean to me snart is my middle name my mom chose that

[moongoddessmox]

You're My Present This Year (Bucky Barnes x Reader) MoxMas Day 6

Warning: 18+, making out, language

Word Count: 1,318

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: You and Bucky make out after wrapping Christmas presents

Prompts: Just lots of making out in general. Jesus wanted us to repopulate which means fuc- / Gift wrapping together

A/N: Day 6 is kinda short but I wasn't really in the mood to write, srysry I've been binging The Tudors and my mind can't focus on writing motivation and watching Henry Cavill look like a fucking 6 course meal. Anyway, I've never used the word clavicle in a story before, but I always think about when Becky was writing smut in Supernatural and she used "clavicle", I always think about that. Crossposted on mox-writes for notification purposes! Please leave feedback, it is always welcome and appreciated!! Ily <3

Also, here is the commercial I mention if you don't know about it, sorry to make you watch it: Folgers Commercial

Masterlist | Mox-Writes | MoxMas Masterlist

Prompt List 1 | Prompt List 2

You sat on the floor of your apartment with a large box between your legs. You tucked the edge of the silver wrapping paper against the side of the box as you turned it over, pulling more paper from the roll to cover it. You reached for the scissors to cut it away but couldn’t find them.

“Buck, scissors.” You held out your hand for your boyfriend to give you the scissors he stole to cut his own wrapping paper. He had a tendency to leave the scissors out of reach when he was finished instead of putting them back in the agreed-upon spot. You felt the cold metal in your hand and you took them with a thank you.

You had been wrapping gifts all night together and this was finally the last one, a replica of Captain America’s shield engraved with the names of the Wilson family for Sam’s family boat.

“What do you think?” Bucky held up the oddly shaped gift for Steve. The wrapping paper was bunched up around the weird handle? and had about half a roll of tape on it. Some of the corners were tucked neatly, thick and a bit scrunched but he really attempted to make it as neat as he could.

It was far better than when he had started. He got mad and asked you for help and seeing his frustrated puppy dog eyes, you couldn’t help but lend a hand. He was proud of this one, still unhappy about how twisted and bunched some of the paper was but he was happy that it was the best one. The excitement showed in his eyes as he held it up for you to view.

“It looks great, Buck! You’re getting better!” you smiled widely at him, returning to tape the last piece of your very neat, very professional-looking gift wrap. Bucky let out a giggle, pulling out his phone to take a picture of his first and last wrapped gift. The difference was stark and it made him happy to finally start getting the hang of it.

You stood up to stack the presents under the tree, making sure to leave the ones he did in the front to show him how proud you were of his improved wrapping. As you were bent over, you felt a strong smack against your ass and turned around. Bucky was on his knees behind you, hiding the bag of bows behind his back. You shot your eyebrow up and he smiled at you innocently, eyes looking around like he wasn’t the one you did it. You turned back around to adjust the gifts and another smack landed on your ass.

“Buck!” you giggled, running your hands over your backside and feeling two bows, one on either cheek.

“You’re my present this year,” he joked. That commercial still playing in his mind. You forced him to watch it because he had no idea what you meant when you asked him if saying “Love, Y/N” was “a little too Folgers” to write on the gift card you were giving your brother. The first moment that the sister looked at the brother he had asked if that was his girlfriend and that was all the proof you needed to cement that the Folgers commercial was a little, off.

He wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you down to his body, now laying on the floor surrounded by scraps of wrapping paper and balled-up tape that got stuck to his fingers and wadded up in frustration. You laid on his chest as he ran his flesh hand over your cheek, tipping your chin up and pressing a kiss to your jaw.

You hummed softly as his lips dragged from your jawline to your neck, sucking and biting at the skin. His tongue licked a stripe from the front of your throat to the side and nibbled just under your ear. You could feel a hickey forming as he sucked harder, the wet of his mouth slicking your skin and making you moan a little louder.

Bucky tilted your head down, bringing his mouth to your cheek and leaving more wet kisses on your flesh until he reached the corner of your mouth. He stopped and looked at you, your beautiful eyes watching him. Bucky’s blue eyes squinted as he smiled, teeth fully showing as he ran his tongue over them.

The lights on the Christmas tree illuminated your silhouette in amber; you weren’t really one for multicolored lights on the tree, it made it look dull and cheap. You preferred a soft white or amber, that way the ornaments stood out and weren’t overtaken by the lighting.

Bucky’s thumb brushed across your bottom lip, his eyes following it before flicking back up to yours. You smiled against his hand, closing your eyes and taking in his warmth. His thumb parted your lips and he pulled the supple skin down before releasing it with a flick. He brought your face to his and your mouths made contact.

You breathed into him, the sound getting louder and throatier as he licked across your lips and slid his tongue between them. You moaned as Bucky caressed his tongue against yours, his hand moving from your face to your lower back, lifting your shirt and massaging your skin. You brought your knees up beside his hips and planted your crotch against his, digging into him as he pulled you closer, his fingers now pressing into your back.

You moved back and forth slowly, grinding against his growing member and placing your hands in his thick hair. A moan escaped his mouth and you smiled against his lips. You loved the way he sounded, the little whimpers and moans that told you he loved exactly what you were doing. You begged to hear it more, catching him holding himself together when he’d fuck you. You would plead for him to let go, to moan out everything he felt, releasing all the pleasure until he couldn’t hold onto his orgasm anymore. You noticed Bucky was getting more comfortable with moaning freely, not needing you to ask to hear him anymore.

“Fuck, doll, you’re such a tease,” he breathed, moving his hands to your hips and grinding you harder.

“All you have to do is flip me over and fuck me, Buck,” you winked at him, “I want you to fuck me,” Bucky’s jaw clenched, a fiery passion burning through him and darkening his eyes. He did as told and flipped you over. He stood on his knees between your legs and ripped off his shirt then slid his hands up yours and tossed it away.

Bucky pressed back down to your body, kissing your shoulder until his tongue met your clavicle and licked the length of it. He came up with a smile and kissed your lips, tongues clashing again. He caged your head with his muscular arms and smoothed over your hair, rubbing his body against yours. You bit his lip, sucking the skin into your mouth before releasing it and catching it again. Bucky hummed, excitement growing in his core as he brought your legs up around his waist.

You laid there for a while, mouths greedily sucking, biting, and licking the other’s, your hands exploring every inch of your bodies as soft Christmas music played on the radio in the kitchen. You were content, more than content, you were happy and full of love. You got to spend all your time with the man of your dreams and he finally got to have the life he’d always wanted. Nothing could have been better than the love you shared for each other, there was no gift or sentiment that could match that feeling. The feeling of being loved so wholeheartedly and genuinely.

You loved Bucky with everything you had, and he loved you.

[mox-writes]

You're My Present This Year (Bucky Barnes x Reader) MoxMas Day 6

Warning: 18+, making out, language

Word Count: 1,318

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: You and Bucky make out after wrapping Christmas presents

Prompts: Just lots of making out in general. Jesus wanted us to repopulate which means fuc- / Gift wrapping together

A/N: Day 6 is kinda short but I wasn’t really in the mood to write, srysry I’ve been binging The Tudors and my mind can’t focus on writing motivation and watching Henry Cavill look like a fucking 6 course meal. Anyway, I’ve never used the word clavicle in a story before, but I always think about when Becky was writing smut in Supernatural and she used “clavicle”, I always think about that. Crossposted on moongoddessmox! Please leave feedback, it is always welcome and appreciated!! Ily <3

Also, here is the commercial I mention if you don’t know about it, sorry to make you watch it: Folgers Commercial

MoxMas Masterlist | Prompt List 1 | Prompt List 2

“Buck, scissors.” You held out your hand for your boyfriend to give you the scissors he stole to cut his own wrapping paper. He had a tendency to leave the scissors out of reach when he was finished instead of putting them back in the agreed-upon spot. You felt the cold metal in your hand and you took them with a thank you.

You sat on the floor of your apartment with a large box between your legs. You tucked the edge of the silver wrapping paper against the side of the box as you turned it over, pulling more paper from the roll to cover it. You reached for the scissors to cut it away but couldn’t find them.

You had been wrapping gifts all night together and this was finally the last one, a replica of Captain America’s shield engraved with the names of the Wilson family for Sam’s family boat.

“What do you think?” Bucky held up the oddly shaped gift for Steve. The wrapping paper was bunched up around the weird handle? and had about half a roll of tape on it. Some of the corners were tucked neatly, thick and a bit scrunched but he really attempted to make it as neat as he could.

It was far better than when he had started. He got mad and asked you for help and seeing his frustrated puppy dog eyes, you couldn’t help but lend a hand. He was proud of this one, still unhappy about how twisted and bunched some of the paper was but he was happy that it was the best one. The excitement showed in his eyes as he held it up for you to view.

“It looks great, Buck! You’re getting better!” you smiled widely at him, returning to tape the last piece of your very neat, very professional-looking gift wrap. Bucky let out a giggle, pulling out his phone to take a picture of his first and last wrapped gift. The difference was stark and it made him happy to finally start getting the hang of it.

You stood up to stack the presents under the tree, making sure to leave the ones he did in the front to show him how proud you were of his improved wrapping. As you were bent over, you felt a strong smack against your ass and turned around. Bucky was on his knees behind you, hiding the bag of bows behind his back. You shot your eyebrow up and he smiled at you innocently, eyes looking around like he wasn’t the one you did it. You turned back around to adjust the gifts and another smack landed on your ass.

“Buck!” you giggled, running your hands over your backside and feeling two bows, one on either cheek.

“You’re my present this year,” he joked. That commercial still playing in his mind. You forced him to watch it because he had no idea what you meant when you asked him if saying “Love, Y/N” was “a little too Folgers” to write on the gift card you were giving your brother. The first moment that the sister looked at the brother he had asked if that was his girlfriend and that was all the proof you needed to cement that the Folgers commercial was a little, off.

He wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you down to his body, now laying on the floor surrounded by scraps of wrapping paper and balled-up tape that got stuck to his fingers and wadded up in frustration. You laid on his chest as he ran his flesh hand over your cheek, tipping your chin up and pressing a kiss to your jaw.

You hummed softly as his lips dragged from your jawline to your neck, sucking and biting at the skin. His tongue licked a stripe from the front of your throat to the side and nibbled just under your ear. You could feel a hickey forming as he sucked harder, the wet of his mouth slicking your skin and making you moan a little louder.

Bucky tilted your head down, bringing his mouth to your cheek and leaving more wet kisses on your flesh until he reached the corner of your mouth. He stopped and looked at you, your beautiful eyes watching him. Bucky’s blue eyes squinted as he smiled, teeth fully showing as he ran his tongue over them.

The lights on the Christmas tree illuminated your silhouette in amber; you weren’t really one for multicolored lights on the tree, it made it look dull and cheap. You preferred a soft white or amber, that way the ornaments stood out and weren’t overtaken by the lighting.

Bucky’s thumb brushed across your bottom lip, his eyes following it before flicking back up to yours. You smiled against his hand, closing your eyes and taking in his warmth. His thumb parted your lips and he pulled the supple skin down before releasing it with a flick. He brought your face to his and your mouths made contact.

You breathed into him, the sound getting louder and throatier as he licked across your lips and slid his tongue between them. You moaned as Bucky caressed his tongue against yours, his hand moving from your face to your lower back, lifting your shirt and massaging your skin. You brought your knees up beside his hips and planted your crotch against his, digging into him as he pulled you closer, his fingers now pressing into your back.

You moved back and forth slowly, grinding against his growing member and placing your hands in his thick hair. A moan escaped his mouth and you smiled against his lips. You loved the way he sounded, the little whimpers and moans that told you he loved exactly what you were doing. You begged to hear it more, catching him holding himself together when he’d fuck you. You would plead for him to let go, to moan out everything he felt, releasing all the pleasure until he couldn’t hold onto his orgasm anymore. You noticed Bucky was getting more comfortable with moaning freely, not needing you to ask to hear him anymore.

“Fuck, doll, you’re such a tease,” he breathed, moving his hands to your hips and grinding you harder.

“All you have to do is flip me over and fuck me, Buck,” you winked at him, “I want you to fuck me,” Bucky’s jaw clenched, a fiery passion burning through him and darkening his eyes. He did as told and flipped you over. He stood on his knees between your legs and ripped off his shirt then slid his hands up yours and tossed it away.

Bucky pressed back down to your body, kissing your shoulder until his tongue met your clavicle and licked the length of it. He came up with a smile and kissed your lips, tongues clashing again. He caged your head with his muscular arms and smoothed over your hair, rubbing his body against yours. You bit his lip, sucking the skin into your mouth before releasing it and catching it again. Bucky hummed, excitement growing in his core as he brought your legs up around his waist.

You laid there for a while, mouths greedily sucking, biting, and licking the other’s, your hands exploring every inch of your bodies as soft Christmas music played on the radio in the kitchen. You were content, more than content, you were happy and full of love. You got to spend all your time with the man of your dreams and he finally got to have the life he’d always wanted. Nothing could have been better than the love you shared for each other, there was no gift or sentiment that could match that feeling. The feeling of being loved so wholeheartedly and genuinely.

You loved Bucky with everything you had, and he loved you.

[ghostwinchesters]

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[chenlays]

I request a scenario where you, sam/foot/weeb, get to marry the love of ur life chenle

thank u for discussing this w me I’m gonna cry r u ready for this NOBODY ASKED BUT IM GIVING

• y'all know I love my bby chenle right ?? • ok so I’m on my phone doing this I’m h u Rt• but aNYWAYS • I would marry him like 59 times and ?? I’d still be happy that’s good• ok so just he’s rly cute and I’d buy lots of cats and just bury him in kitties and I would cry actual tears of joy that’s a pile of amazing• and ?? Like y Es I would totally be up 4 going out to get sweets at like 2am and just sitting out at night and eating them and talking about life• also oHMY g o d I love breakfast u know just pls I’ll make u breakfast every morning with ur fav even if I have to wake up at 4am or travel 5 miles by walking BYE • I’m probs the most annoying person ever and I’ll just literally shower him in love and just literally every 5 minutes ask him if he’s ok• also I am rly affectionate just l o v e me and keep me warm pls I’m cold all the time• I’m also that cliche bich that takes sweaters and hides them in a secret closet (´ｰ｀)• this is fun• look chenle bby pls if ur ever sad I will cry too and just h u g the pain away and love u okay• also protec u with my life• I’ll buy cute lil cat pajamas for u bby I love u• I’m actually sobbing why did u sarcastically ask this radish• my dream is to actually live in Iceland but I will sacrifice for him• like sure we can live in china if u want idc• also I just wanna b a veterinarian • u know how many cute lil animals I’d have omGG• just havin like 28 parakeets and they’re all just o u t and he’s runnin n screaming everywhere SO CU TE• also stress• but I mean I love him with all my heart like,,,yes release the keets if it makes u happy• ice cream like once a week tho pls• I want that to be my religion• J U ST eatin ice cream n walkin around to look at stuff and just BUying everything • also pls,,,gimme ur nose it’s rly cute bby• u guys I’m tearing up the more I think about him the more love I feel• he just too cute• id probs pay him for a bunch of solos （╹◡╹）♡• wakin up to hear him screeching chewing gum I AM A L I VE• als o just constantly me having to stay away once a week to silently sob• y'all He is p e r fect • “uhm why do u have 600 pictures of an Asian guy with u all the time”• “yeah sorry gtg something came up”• OMG • I literally am so fascinated with spiders• and he’s scared of them aw babs that’s cute• if u see a tiny jumping spider to a huge as fuk tarantula gET ME!!!• the cutest thing ever would just be him SCREECHING because I’m holding a tiny lil spider in my hand just crawling everywhere • can I mention cats again• I am a strong believer in cats soothing your heart and protecting you from heart problems• literally I will spend 10mil to make a cat a service cat for him 🙃• like,,,,if ur scared here’s a cute kitty to purr n make u smile• also endless supply of love from me I’m full of it• I never stop feeling love this is a fact• I am also a good listener and 99.9% reliable with secrets• u ate marks fav cookie??? Don’t worry hun I’ll never tell• also I will literally b rich if I’m a veterinarian so I’m going to a new country every other month• forcibly pushin out that home• pls,,,come to Russia with me I can speak Russian bb • honestly when I’m 25 what can’t I do• I WANT GIANT PUPPERS OMG THEYRE LIKE THE SIZE OF ME NOW• c. Henle riding on a giant Caucasian ovcharka just scremaign and being happy that’s so fukin cu t e• literally take my s o u l I love u• this is re a l LY long I’ll edit it tomorrow I G• but also just I wanna pinch his cheeks and sMOOSH them together and make him happy that’s so wonderful • lele with smooshed cheeks ::))• also like 4993020 lil cheek smooches FUC• I shed a tear I would be so s h y tbh I don’t act like it• I’d probs be that person who has to ask for a hug• I see so many people talking about backhugs for chenle and I would love lt that’s so adorable• also I wanna be bigger than him • like taller ig ??• I like to be big spoon !! Fun fact • I like to snuggle up to ppl rather than snuggle into them• kitty cuddles aw• pls I like to play with hair and snuggle and just squeeze occasionally it’s so sweet• also literally a separate drawer for cat socks • probably just buying like 500 presents for Christmas just for him u know• also that birthday• pls lemme just drag u around lil cute shops and buy u literally anything u want• just luv me and hug me n hold my hand I will be 1056% content• oh I’m crying??? Didn’t notice I was too busy lookin at u smile• ommmmmm I would definitely go to roller coasters with him just for that cute squeal• not if he’s scared• I’ll protect u bby ily• I’ll protect from everything • I can’t fight tho I’ll learn for u• I actually have 37 wallets with just pics I show to people • I don’t like a lot of pda just hold m Y hand thx ❤️• literally I hope I have like 50 succulents just at my job • omg what if he sent cute lil notes in my pocket or food just to say “I hope ur day is amazing!! ily!!”• if that happened • “hey there did u know I am in love wit h zhong chenle”• radish I’ll b at ur house w hyuck a lot just to talk abt happiness• BOY DO I HAVE SOME SOFT STUFF FOR U• frick omg cuteness!!! sittin outside in the middle of fall with kitty print scarves and cute gloves and fluffy sweaters and just sitting in the dark and cuddling to stay warm • just out to look at the stars• silence is so beautiful and that silence is amazing • or “cloud” gazing• his imagination would be so adorable• comin home to literally 60 pillows in every room• “uh bb what’s this??”• “pls shush n stop being mEAN I didn’t know what to DO”• omgmgm im so sappy I’d send cute short letters to him all the time • if I got them back I’d s c r e a m• eating a samich or smth and reading it and just almost suffocating • also I’m sleepy af rn and it reminds me• I love laying on laps or having ppl laying on my lap so I can play with hair• pls let me nap on ur lap and just literally encase myself in my big af pink rainbow sweater  • it covers everything but my legs• I would be so warm w him I’m sobbing• huggin me while I’m nap on the lap• I am so soft for this• sending selcas every few hours just because• literally no I won’t send my ugly• but sweetie pls send all of urs I will s OB and frame literally all of them• more lap naps• just gimme hugs and lemme smooch ur nose and cry myself into a nap on ur lap  • I’m really tired • I can’t think anymore and I’m so soft right now• so here’s the hcs about the marriage id want with the bby I can’t have that nobody asked for•my e yes•ok sorry ily• i also love u radish sm❤️• n chenle babs, bby, sweetie, hun,,,I’m literally cryin for u 💚