#hbc theme day drabbles

[nano--raptor]

Heart’s Desire

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader (Regency AU)

Words: 1185

Warnings: Romance, courting, masquerade ball, softness and feelings, implied smut, soft and vague smut, kissing, and Bucky just generally being a dream.

A/N: Written for the @the-ss-horniest-book-club for the Regency Theme Day! I’ll be honest, I don’t know much about the era, and I haven’t watched Bridgerton, but I had fun writing this little romantic story anyways. I was inspired by the amazing edit by @nix-akimbo featured in the moodboard, doesn’t Bucky look so gorgeous and regal?

Anyways, thank you for reading, I hope you enjoy!❤ Divider by @firefly-graphics​

Please note, I do NOT authorize my work to be copied, translated or reposted in ANY way.

18+ ONLY. This post contains mature subject matter. By clicking ‘keep reading’ you agree that you are 18+. Please do not interact if you are under the age of 18.

You smoothed your hands down your dress nervously, taking a breath before stepping into the room and meandering through the crowd. You exchanged pleasantries with some of the other patrons, tugging your gloves higher, thankful for the mask that covered part of your face. It was a nice way to mingle with many of the town’s socialites, a masquerade ball, and while it wasn’t the fanciest events with much of the pomp and circumstance of the royal families, many of the town’s upper and middle class citizens were able to attend. It was a nice escape from the drudgery of your uneventful, day to day life.

A passing attendant with a tray of champagne helped to calm your nerves, and you willed yourself to relax as the bubbles danced on your tongue. Would he be here? It was a silly question; of course he would. You were, however, starting to feel uncomfortable and a bit out of place, many of the other young women stood in groups with friends, or were paired off with other eligible bachelors for a dance. Just when you were thinking of finding a powder room to hide in, a warm hand settled on the small of your back, and you were swept into a man’s arms. Your heart skipped a beat at the sound of his low voice in your ear.

“May I have this dance?”

A smile spread on your lips as you turned to face him, his other hand taking yours as he pulled you close. 

“James,” you whispered. “You came.”

“Of course my darling, I wouldn’t miss an opportunity to see you.” His blue eyes danced behind his mask, eyes you would recognize anywhere. They seemed to gaze into your soul, as if it was wide open and he could see all your secrets and desires. You smiled, feeling heat creep up to your cheeks, biting your lip, your heart fluttering when he raised your hand to his lips and pressed a gentle kiss against your knuckles. 

James led you around the dance floor, twirling you around and dipping you low. A smirk spread on his lips and you knew he longed to kiss you, before pulling you up again, making you giggle. The masquerade dances were your favorite, everyone wore their very best, masks fancy and beautifully decorated, and for an evening it was nice to sink into anonymity, where social classes and family lineages didn’t mean a thing.

It was easy to forget for an evening that you and James weren’t supposed to be together.

From the moment you’d first seen him, you were smitten. If his gorgeous eyes weren’t enough to win you over, his smile was one of the most beautiful you’d ever seen. He made your heart flutter, made you melt the first time he looked at you. He’d kissed your hand and asked your name, and for a moment you couldn’t even remember. Over time you’d grown close, and knew you couldn’t imagine life without him. Your heart couldn’t bear the thought. And yet, the Barnes family was prestigious, you knew James’s father wanted his sons to marry strategically, and your family didn’t make the cut.

James, however, didn’t seem to care. He’d told you one night, in a hushed whisper, that it was you who held his heart, and he would keep fighting to be with you until his last breath. You cried that night when he had to leave. James held a piece of your heart as well, there were no other men for you. He was the only one.

He held you close for the rest of the night, your hand on his shoulder, head leaning against his chest. For a few moments the rest of the room faded away, and you lost yourself in his warmth, his scent. Lost in him was your favorite place to be. 

At the end of the night you snuck away with him, eventually ending up in his bed once again. Here there were no prying eyes, no judgement, no rules. Here you and James could be together, unabashedly, truly sharing your love and passion. His name fell from your lips as he took you apart, showing you love the way no other man had, the way no other man could. And you gave yourself to him, fully and completely. You were his and he was yours.

As you lay wrapped in his arms afterwards, skin flushed and warm, a delightful bliss spreading through your body, he hummed, stroking your hair and kissing the top of your head. He seemed to curl even more around you and you giggled, reaching up to kiss along his stubbled jaw.

“What is it, my love?” He was quiet for a moment, quieter than usual, as if thoughts clouded his mind. Just as you were about to shift in his arms and pry further, he spoke, a warm hand rubbing over your back.

“Never have I felt a stronger love for someone than I feel for you. You are my sun and my moon, my flowers in the spring and my snowflakes in the winter. I can’t imagine my life without you.” James pulled away slightly, tilting your chin up so he could gaze into your eyes once more. “I can’t wait any longer and have to ask you, will you do me the honor of being my wife?”

For a moment you couldn’t speak, words escaped you as a million thoughts and feelings ran through you at once. Your eyes grew wide and you simply stared at him until everything caught up and you gasped, a wide grin spreading on your face as you squealed.

“James! Yes! Yes, of course!” He grinned back, kissing you hard, a carefree, sloppy kiss, and you wiggled in his arms, squirming even closer and wrapping your arms around his neck. “Oh my gosh. Are you… you really want me to be your wife?”

“Of course,” his voice softened and he trailed his fingers over your cheek and along your jaw, running his thumb over your lips before gently kissing them. “I would love nothing more.”

“But your father -”

“I don’t care what my father says.” His eyes sparkled dangerously, and the smirk on his lips made you giggle. He kissed you again, rolling you over and kissing you deeply before pulling back to gaze down into your eyes again. You reached up to trail your fingers over his cheek now, brushing his hair out of his face and tucking the soft locks behind his ear.

“You know he won’t leave it alone once he finds out. He’ll do everything he can to stop it.”

“Let him try,” James replied softly, leaning into your palm and turning to press his lips against it. “But don’t you worry my love, I won’t let anything happen to you, and I promise you, we’ll have our happily ever after.” Again, he was melting your heart. You smiled, blinking back tears of happiness as you whispered more words of love, and he leaned down to show you again just how much he loved you.

[jewels2876]

Making A List

A/N: Two in one night! I’m still working with the HBC theme day, Dear Diary, and this one is for @the-th-horniest-book-club​

Summary: You surprise Loki with a gift, which leads to lists

Word Count: 318

You shoved something into Loki’s hands. He looked down at the tiny notebook and frowned. “What’s this?”

You smirked at the god. “I thought you were supposed to be smart?”

“I meant,” he sneered, “what is this for?”

You matched his sneer and crossed your arms over your chest. The action pushed your chest up even more than your bra had. Loki chanced a quick glance down to admire the view. As his gaze raised, he noted your smirk widen realizing he had been caught.

“It’s a requirement for all displaced Avengers; Steve sort of made it a thing.” You uncrossed your arms to put both hands on your hips, shifting your stance slightly.

“Of course Rogers would have… wait, I’m an Avenger?” His tone dripped with sarcasm.

You took your hands off your hips, shifting your stance once more. “One, you are not from around here,” you counted off. “Two, you helped Thor and the rest of us defeat Thanos. Three, your magic seemed awfully handy the last time we were getting our ass kicked, which leads to four, you saved our asses.” Your hands went back to your hips. “Do I need to go on?”

His tongue snaked out, licking his bottom lip thoughtfully. “Possibly.” He magically pulled a pen out of thin air and flipped the notebook open to the first page, his hand rushing over the paper as he wrote.

“What could you possibly be writing now?” you wondered aloud. Loki smirked as he turned the notebook over.

Learn everyone’s names - y/n and Thor count

Talk to the annoying boss about my uniform - no spandex or cod piece!

Find best knives on Midgard

Ask y/n out… or at least find out what’s under her outfit

You busted out laughing at the last point. “Did you think showing me this would score points with me?”

“Yes,” came the unabashed reply.

“You are smart!”

[that-little-zebunny]

Lost and found

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader (Professor AU)

WC: 357

Summary: You're new and got lost on your way to your 1st class and end up meeting the hottest Professor you ever laid eyes on.

Note: hiiii its been a while I know >∆< I'm gonna do my best to get back on writing again. Anyways this is my short entry to @the-ss-horniest-book-club Character Appreciation Day - Bucky Boo in a Professor au.

I hope you like this. <3

Warning: None

You're lost…and very much late. You hated this. Having to adjust to a new University in the middle of the school year. You tried your best to find your 1st class but you end up entering an empty room.

You sighed definitely as you slid on one of the chairs leaning at the back rest and staring on the ceiling.

What a great way to start your 1st day, you thought. Sighing again.

"Well I wish everyone would have that kind of reaction every time they miss my class." Someone said and that made you sit up straight in shock. You turned to look at the back of the room and there on the back is a sinfully good looking man staring at you with his intense blue eyes.

"I-I...uhm... I'm so sorry Sir for missing your class. I...I got lost." You said embarrassed at being caught by your professor and because you're stuttering.

He walked towards you and you swallowed nervously. You feel trapped by his eyes. You couldn't look away.

"You must be Ms. (YLN)." You nodded. "Welcome to our university then. If you want I can help you find your other class so you won't miss them." He said, offering his left hand to you. You shyly accepted it putting your left hand on his outreached one still looking in his beautiful eyes and you shivered.

Electricity ran around your body from your hands upon touching his skin.

You saw him take a deep breath too as his eyes went down on your hands.

"T-that would be lovely, Sir… I'm really bad at directions…" you said looking down too on your hands. His thumb is now caressing the top of yours.

"It's Barnes, James Barnes. I'm glad I'm here then. I can guide you around." He said bringing your hands near his lips as he guided you to stand up. He kissed the top of your hands, eyes still staring straight through your soul and your mind went blank.

And from then on meeting him every after his and your class didn't end there.

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HBC THEME DAY!

FRIDAY 5/21/21 - Welcome to a new HBC 24 Hour Theme Day ACROSS FOUR BLOGS! Sebastian Stan Characters HBC, Chris Evans HBC, Tom Hiddleston HBC and MCU HBC are all participating in this collaborative challenge!

Today’s Theme is Regency Era, the time period of Bridgerton. Bridgerton has become another love of many of us in the HBC and is the inspiration for today’s challenge!!

Rules For Our Drabbles:

You do not need to reserve a prompt.

You do not need to tell us which prompt you’re writing.

You can write as many or as few as you’d like, and there is no word minimum or maximum.

You may write for one blog or all four blogs, your level of participation is entirely up to you! Just make sure to send links to the correct blog for the masterlist.

Smut/Fluff/Angst/any combo accepted, please adhere to HBC Guidelines.

To get on the masterlist, DM the link to your drabble(s) to the correct HBC for your chosen character - All Drabble links received in 24 hours will be added to the masterlist.

Prompt suggestions:

Balls

Courting

Manners

Column dresses

Gossip - upper and lower class

Think Bridgerton! If it happened there, you can use it in your works

If you want to do headcanons/moodboards/art instead, PLEASE DO and tag us/DM the link!

Have fun playing!

Love, The HBC  📚

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[the-ce-horniest-book-club]

How I would Spend 24 Hours with...

Comfort by @jewels2876

How I would spend 24 hours with Andy by @fxckbuckyscoming

How I would spend 24 hours with Chris by @theycallmebecca

The CE HBC SONG DRABBLES

Dear Future Husband by @theycallmebecca

Call Me Maybe by @jobean12-blog

The Preachers Daughter by @sunflowerxbarnes

Just The Way You Are moodboard by @nomadicpixel

Complete masterlist updated: February 1st 2021! Thank you to everyone for your submissions!

[aliceaddellheidde]

Starbucks

A/N: This one is for HBC 24 hours surprise drabble challenge by @the-th-horniest-book-club​

THEME: Conversations with a stranger.

WORDS: 937

WARNINGS: Anxiety from ordering coffee

PAIRING: Tom Hiddleston x reader (fluff)

DISCLAIMERS: I was in Starbucks once & ordered tea. 🤣 English isn´t my first language.

Gif from here

London was busy city. Always full of people and now your new home. You found surprisingly warm and sunny February Saturday as perfect time for walk. After two hours in streets you were craving something for boosting your energy and Starbucks across the road was exactly what you needed. You never had chance to go there, but heard about it from your friends, so why not try it? Easy in, easy out.

What you were not expecting was long queue and a lot of people already inside. Smell of fresh coffee and muffins hit your nose and you enjoy it until anxiety came. What to order? How to order? Do you have to say your name? You were standing there, playing with your shawl to calm down, when stranger in front of you turned around. „Excuse me, do you know what time is it? My phone died.” he asked with strong English accent. When you looked up you were face to chest with him. „Uhm, 10 am.” „Thank you.” He turned back and moved forward.

Few more orders and small panic attack later you found him holding your arm. „Hey, are you all right?” This time when you lifted your head your eyes met cerulean blue ones. And then you recognized his face. You were standing with Tom Hiddleston! And he was holding you. You opened your mouth but no sound came out. You looked at menu on the wall and back at him. „You need help with order?” he smiled. „Yeah. I never been in Starbucks before and have no idea what to order. What is good? Should I tell them my name?” ​You were rambling mess. „Don't worry. I can help you. I´m Tom.” „Y/N.” You said. „What would you like? Coffee, tea, smoothie, chocolate? Something to eat?” „Coffee. But they have so much possibilities. How am I supposed to choose only one,” You sighted. Tom let go of you with thoughtful expression and his thumb and index finger were caressing his chin. You followed their movements with your eyes and small part of your brain was thinking how they would feel against your skin. „I´d say you can appreciate something sweet like you.” Tom said and your cheeks got hot and he smirked. „Ok, I´ll risk it.” You smile a little. „Trust me.” „Do you always pay for stranger´s coffee?” He grinned. „Only if it´s beautiful woman with interesting accent.” „You're a charmer.” „Yes, Yes I am. Tell me, how´s that you never try Starbucks?” „I'm not really a coffee drinker. Only when I´m in mood.” „More of tea person?” „Meh. Water is the best.” „What´s so special about today that it deserve a coffee?” „I'm just tired a bit and need something to function properly.” He chuckled and you moved forward. Two more people and you are in front of young man.

„Hello Jamie.” „Hi Tom. What can I get you this time?” „Hot, venti,, two shots, Caramel macchiato and hot, venti White chocolate mocha.” „With rice milk, please.” You said and looked back to floor. „Extra foam on both, please.” „Sure thing. Here or to go?” Tom looked at you and back at Jamie. „To go.” „Excellent. That will be 6,85 £.” Tom took out his wallet and paid before  you could stop him. „Have a nice day you two.” Jamie smiled at them and you followed Tom as lost puppy.

„So, what's your plan today?” „I don’t really know. Hyde park or some museum maybe. Why?” „Mind if I join you?” You were thinking about it. How often do people have chance to meet their favourite actor and he pays for their coffee? You decided you will take that opportunity with all it has. „Nope.” You smiled at him. „Maybe we can try Natural history museum. If you want to go. It´s close” „Sure.” He walked to black Jaguar. „I'm not going in car with stranger.” He looked at you. „I'm not a stranger any more. Or am I?” „We only know each other´s names.” „Lets us make friends then.” You started walking in direction of museum.

„You really don’t know who I am?” „I know you are an actor, my favourite actually, but I don’t know you in person.” You were surprised with how much ease you were talking to him. „What would you like to know?” „Everything.” You both laughed at yours eagerness. „We can play 20 questions.” „I will start. What brings you to London?” „Work with better payment.” „And you work as … ?” „Interior decorator.” „You can draw me new house if I ask?” „No.” You snorted. „That's interior designer. I´m making places nice and colourful.” „Oh, my mistake.” „Its ok. People often confuse those two jobs. What would you be if not an actor?” „Cowboy.” he laughed and then asked one more question right before you walked in the museum.

After long six hours you were parting our ways. „Can I take you on proper date next time?” he asked suddenly. „You don’t have to say yes. I just had great time with you and … .” „Sure.” you interrupted him. „Really? Oh god, thank you! Can I have your number?” He gave you his phone and you added yourself there and handed it back. „I´ll walk you to your station.” „You don’t have to.” „I insist.” „Fine.” He linked your arms and smiled at you happily.

After 20 minutes walk in peaceful silence you stopped in front of the door to the underground. He hugged you lightly and you quickly kissed his cheek and with cheeky grin ran down the stairs for your tube.

[theycallmebecca]

Drabble: Web Site?!

For all the other days, I’ve done moodboards... but I wasn’t sure what to do for today and the moment I saw that “web site” was written on a Conversation Heart... my reaction has been “WTF?” and I just decided to write a short drabble based on that.

Edit: I forgot to mention that this is for the HBC Candy Hearts Club event at @the-ce-horniest-book-club​

Title: Web Site?!

Pairing: Chris Evans x reader

Rating: PG-13

Warnings: language

Disclaimer: This work of fiction is not to be reposted, used or translated without my permission.

Forget chocolate and lollipops. Candy hearts have always been your favorite Valentine’s Day candy.

Chris teased you about it every year, but still provided the beloved candy. Usually by the paper bag full the day after Valentine’s Day.

“I can’t believe you like these things,” he muttered.

“The white ones with the pink writing are my favorite,” you admitted. “But the others are ok.” You refused to admit to him that there were colors you always threw away.

“Do they still say thinks like “UR Cute” and “FAX ME?” he asked.

“Of course, those are classics,” you replied with a laugh. “But they introduced themed sayings every year. One time I got one that had ‘web site’ on it.”

“Web site?!” Chris asked in disbelief.

You nodded your head.

“Who the fuck came up with web site?” Chris questioned as he cackled. “What the fuck does that even mean?”

“Maybe they thought it would be the equivalent to fax me?” you suggested.

“Give me a box,” Chris said. “I have to see what other shit they put on these things now.”

You tossed him a box and then tried not to choke on your own candy has he commentated his candy unboxing. Each saying had it’s own voice and was usually followed by a sarcastic comment or two.

Once he was finished, Chris put all but the yellow and green hearts back in the box. He gave you the box and then carried the others to the garbage to throw away.

Busted.

He winked at you as he returned to his seat.

[the-horniest-book-club]

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Marvel HBC Event: Falcon and Winter Soldier Month of Prompts

We all know that March is a very special month in the Marvel fandom. Not only is it Bucky Barnes birthday on March 10 but the Falcon and the Winter Soldier is set to premiere on March 19! So what better way to celebrate such an awesome month then with a MONTH full of prompts? Each week there will be a list of new prompts and a few surprises in the midst! Remember to follow HBC Guidelines when writing fics! If your fic does not meet the guidelines it will not be included in the masterlist.

Important notes:

Tag @the-marvel-horniest-book-club​ in your post and use the hashtag #marvelhbcfatws

Remember to tag, trigger warn, and rate all fics so that readers know what they are getting into!

*** Do not use any information in the content you create that can be seen as a spoiler! We do not want to ruin the show for other people! Be mindful of others!

Content accepted: Fics, Drabbles, Moodboards, and Edits!

WEEK ONE (March 1 - 6) SAM WILSON WEEK

Sam is a character that seems to not get as much love as he deserves so we’re going to kick off FATWS Month with a week of Sam prompts!

March 1 - New Beginnings

March 2 -  Dreams

March 3 - Love

March 4 - Longing

March 5 - How does Sam cope with being Captain America?

March 6 - Strong

WEEK TWO (March 7 - 13) BUCKY BARNES WEEK

Bucky Barnes is always a character after our hearts and our panties, it makes us weak in the knees and it’s going to be fun to see him have more than two lines in the show!

March 7 - Recovery 

March 8 -  Hope

March 9 - How does Bucky cope with losing his best friend and facing a world on his own?

March 10 - Birthday

March 11 - Trust

March 12 - Love

March 13 - Connection

WEEK THREE (March 14 - 20) SAMBUCKY WEEK

It’s a ship that I liked before it was cool, now let’s celebrate it. This week is dedicated to the ship of SamBucky. These two would make great boyfriends and with some of the trailers it seems like they’re an old married couple already. (No x!reader or OC’s for this, just good old shipping of two characters.) What better way to celebrate this fic then with a week of trope prompts?

March 14 - Enemies to lovers

March 15 - There was only one bed

March 16 - Fake Dating

March 17 - Coffee shop AU

March 18 - Mutual Pining 

March 19 - Hurt / Comfort  

Also! On March 19, we will be accepting asks about the show so people can send in questions or thoughts that they are having! We will mark spoilers but be aware that there will be open discussion about The Falcon and the Winter Soldier. 

March 20 - Didn’t know they were dating

WEEK FOUR and some (March 21-31) RANDOM PROMPTS

(Create fics or edits for the following days! Or send in a prompt that goes with the theme day and we’ll share it with our writers!) 

March 21 - What if Steve came back after returning the stones and still gave Sam the shield? Create something that shows what could have happened.

March 22 - Sharon Carter Day!

March 23 - All Caps - What if Steve, Bucky, and Sam teamed up together?

March 24 - Baron Zemo Day! 

March 25 - U.S. Agent Day!

March 26 - 24 HOUR DRUNK DRABBLE DAY

March 27 -  What character are you hoping to see on Falcon and the Winter Soldier? 

March 28 - Write a scene you would love to see on the show!

March 29 - Plot Twist! Bucky Barnes becomes Captain America!

March 30 - Bucky and Sam retired - what would that look like?

March 31 - End Credits: How would you want it to end?

[eurynome827]

It's @the-ss-horniest-book-club Week of Thanks!

It's Day 2 - Thankful for my favorite authors - and this has to be a shout out for the writers of The HBC. Thanks to you, we've established a fun and supportive place on tumblr to thirst and create, and I'm so grateful for you.

Instead of tagging, I'll link to the Drunk Drabbles masterlists for 2020:

Part One

Part Two

Quarantine (weekly, ongoing!)

This doesn't include all the amazing work you've contributed to theme days, 24 Hour Surprise Drabble Challenge days and special events like Kinktober. You're all fantastic ❤️

[crushedbyhyperbole]

Close Call

A/N:  An @the-ss-horniest-book-club​ Drunk Drabble prompt from @littledarlinhavefaithinme​ thank you again ladies of the HBC <3 this is probably more angsty that I originally thought but I started writing, got about ten words in and the angst-o-rama occurred XD  And I think I got a bit weird with the narrative... let me know if it’s kooky.

Warnings:  themes that some may find disturbing related to loss, pain, terror, existential crisis on the horizon etc. Also.. sex, yay! 18+ only please!

Detective Sergeant Barnes can count on one hand the number of times he’s been terrified in his life. Not just scared or riding the adrenaline-fuelled fear of fight or flight, but really truly terrified.  In fact, he can count them on three fingers. The three fingers he currently has buried in the wet heat of your quivering womanhood, massaging your sweet spot until you’re climbing the walls in ecstasy.

But I digress.

The first time he felt it, it’s as rookie.  A GSW to the shoulder left him in agony and bleeding to death in a gutter on a street he’ll never forget.  The price of life - four days in a coma and almost cost him an arm.  The same arm that’s pressing your hips down against the mattress while he devours you, licking and sucking until you cry out, almost agonised by the intensity he brings.

But I’m drifting again, aren’t I?

The second time he was terrified, it wasn’t for himself.  Steve, his best friend in forever, took fatally ill.  He’d always had gammy lungs and a crappy immune system but Bucky thought it was the end of the line for them.  He sat by that little punk’s bed, watching while the drugs did nothing and the Doctors were baffled by how bad the kid got and how quickly.  Bucky’s heart broke into a million pieces as he grieved the friend he thought he’d lose.  The very same heart that is filled with so much love for you that it overflows into all aspects of his life with you.  Even now, lay between your legs, drawing prayers to God and Jesus from you with his worship, he’s reminding you what it feels like to be alive.  Reminding himself.

But that’s nothing. Not compared to this…

The third time Bucky felt the icy hooks of terror was today.  Coming off the graveyard shift with his partner Sam, he’d been on surveillance all night when the call came through to his phone: hit and run.  As a homicide detective, this wasn’t unusual, only the victim was still alive.  You were still alive, but the details were sparse.

All the bonds that held his heart together melted and froze at the same time.  That tightness in his chest, the panic, the crawling terror under his scalp.  Sam had drove to the hospital because Bucky was a mess.  His body forgot how to make tears, almost forgot how to breathe for fucks sake.  And there you were, sat on a gurney in your running clothes with your legs dangling over the sides, smiling at the nurse who was looking you over.  Smiling!

He tore the curtain back and was at your side in seconds, breathless not just from running.  That’s when the tears came, both yours and his, and as you slumped in his embrace you let your brave face slip and succumbed to what would be one hell of an adrenaline come down.

You could barely talk, tears flowing every time you tried to tell him what happened.  So Bucky held you in between visits from the nurse, kissed you gently everywhere he could, and stroked your hair.  He had to prove to himself that you were still with him, had to fill his senses with you because the alternative was to go find that fucking driver and rip them limb from limb.

When you were finally released, Bucky carried you to the car and from there he carried you to your bed. He took great care to be gentle as he disrobed you, laying kisses over every inch of your skin.  He needed you to know how terrified he was without saying the words; he didn’t want to give them power over either of you, instead letting his desire to worship you and your continued existence flow through him.

It’s this desire that drives him now to chase every dark thought from every shadowy corner of your mind, to fill your whole being with the golden glow that is his love for you, to drown the ache of potential loss in the depths of pleasure.  And as he takes those three fingers, on which he’d counted his true terror, and replaces them with his cock, your joint sighs carry you towards the release you both seek.  Sweat-slicked skin and stuttering breaths adhering you together, not wanting to let more than a sliver of air between you.

Never wanting to be apart.

[jewels2876]

Memories

A/N: The last one of the night! Still working prompts for the HBC theme day, Dear Diary, for @the-ce-horniest-book-club

Summary: You and Chris take a little stroll while scrapbooking

Word Count: 414

You and Chris huddled over your project; you had assigned Chris the task of arranging the photos you had collected over the years while you sat trying to figure out the right words for each page. You heaved a sigh and picked up a picture from its corner to reminisce.

“Are you sure?” you asked with a sigh.

“Yes! Mom, come on, it’ll be fun!” he begged, tugging on your right arm. “I could ask Dad…”

You groaned at your son’s playful teasing. “Fine, fine I’ll ride with you. Just don’t come crying to me when I throw up all over you!”

You shook yourself out of the memory as you handed the photo over to Chris. “He will never let me live this one down.” You chuckled to yourself. Chris glanced at the photo and laughed.

“In fairness, you had warned him!” Chris grabbed his chest as he continued to laugh. Calming himself down, he placed the photo next to another one from another ride, this one with father and son.

He stared at the car sitting in the driveway, then at his dad. “Are you freakin’ kiddin’ me Dad?”

Chris laughed at his son’s reaction as he started to slowly walk around the car. “Well it is a rental so we can’t get too crazy with it.” Chris tossed the keys into the air, which were easily caught. “You ready?”

Chris’s smile fell a bit as the memory faded from view. “I can’t believe…”

You got up from your seat and settled into his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck and burying your head into his chest. “Don’t say it or we’ll both end up in tears again.”

Chris sniffled, hugging you tight. “How did the time go so fast? It seems like yesterday we dropped him off at kindergarten.” 

“I know,” you whispered. “But at least…” The slamming of the backdoor and scampering of feet pulled your attention away from your feelings.

“Ewwwww! Can you guys get a room or something?” Your twelve-year-old daughter made a gagging face as her best friend giggled. “Can Rebecca stay for dinner?”

You disentangled yourself from Chris with a smile. “Of course! It’s pizza night. Is your mom okay with it?” Rebecca nodded and with that, the two girls raced to your daughter’s bedroom. “Maybe Rebecca’s family will let us adopt her?”

Chris smiled as he looked at the two pictures now side by side. “Maybe, but I kinda like the two we have.”

[jobean12-blog]

Coffee and Cream

Pairing: Charles Blackwood x reader

Word Count: 612

Summary: You’re running late and you know Professor Blackwood won’t approve. 

Author’s Note: I saw this beautiful picture by @sebstan.buckybarnes on Instagram and it just inspired this little drabble and worked well with today’s HBC @the-ss-horniest-book-club Back to school week and the ‘Oops I ran into you on campus, literally!’ theme. I missed writing for Charles! Love him. Hope you enjoy and thank you all so much for reading! Much love always! ❤❤❤ Divider by the lovely @imerdwarf​

Warnings: flirting and teasing, cursing, implied oral (male rec), smut (18+ ONLY PLEASE!!!)

Edit not mine: This edit is by @sebstan.buckybarnes on Instagram, you can see the post here thanks so much 🥰

“He’s going to be so mad,” you mutter over and over as you rush down the hall toward his office door. “I’m so late. Shit, shit, Sh…”

The next thing you know you hit the wall. Or what you think is the wall. Fortunately, or maybe unfortunately, it’s Professor Blackwood and you walked right into him in your haste to get to his office.

“Well, now I know where my coffee is,” he declares, simpering when he notices your white shirt is now soaked with coffee and see through.

“SHIT,” you finally get out, slumping your shoulders.

Charles coos lightly and ushers you into his office, shutting and locking the door behind him.

“Oh darling. Just an accident. I hope you didn’t get burned?”

You lift your shirt off your chest. “No, I’m ok. But what about you? You’re covered in coffee too. How are you going to teach class?”

He shuts the blinds on his window and slowly walks over to you, taking the wet tray of empty coffee cups out of your hand and placing it on his desk.

“I have an extra shirt here,” he whispers, reaching up and starting to unbutton your shirt.

“You’re not mad?” you ask.

“Why would I be mad sweetheart? It was just an accident after all.”

His fingers work quickly until he has your shirt completely undone and he brushes it delicately off your shoulders.

“You have class a now Professor,” you state, biting your bottom lip when he starts to gently pat along the swell of your breasts with a napkin.

“I already told the TA I would be late,” he answers, sliding his finger along your shoulder and under the strap of your bra.

“This is soaked too. You can’t wear this,” he says, tugging on the other strap.

You smile but it’s quickly replaced with a gasp when he pulls down the cups of your bra, exposing your breasts to the cool air.

“Let me at least return the favor,” you purr, pushing his tan jacket from his shoulders before you start to work your fingers down the buttons of his shirt. The yellow fabric is stained with coffee and you frown.

“What’s that face for kitten?” he asks, lifting your chin with his fingers.

“I ruined your shirt,” you pout as you pull it free of his pants.

“It’s nothing,” he assures you, sliding it off his shoulders and dropping it to the floor. “And I’m sure you’ll find a way to make it up to me.”

You start to dab his skin with another napkin, working your way down his stomach.

“Your pants are wet too,” you murmur. “What do we do about that?”

“I think you know exactly what to do about that,” he croons.

You bat your eyelashes and smile sweetly.

“I’m sure if we take them off and hang them on the chair they’ll dry pretty quickly,” you say as you unbuckle his belt.

With a sharp tug you pull if free and throw it on the desk. You make quick work of his pants and let them fall at his ankles, not bothering to take them all the way off to dry them. Sinking to your knees you palm him through his boxers, digging your nails into his thigh when you feel how hard he is.

You slowly peel down his boxers, licking your lips at the sight of him. He widens his stance and cradles the back of your head, pulling you closer until your tongue touches his silky skin.

“This is a much better way for me to get my day started,” he whispers just before you take him into your mouth.

[that-little-zebunny]

Closer Than You Know

HBC 24 HOUR SUPRISE DRABBLE CHALLENGE: FERRIS WHEEL

This is my entry for @the-ss-horniest-book-club​  HBC Summer Loving Challenge. Today’s theme is State Fair.

Pairing: Chris Beck (The Martian) x Wife!Reader

Summary:  He left the space life to be with you and you wanted him to feel being near the stars again in your own ways. WC: 1,020* Warning: Fluff coz Beck is my sweet darling, A litol angst if you look hard enough.

“Come on Chris hurry up!” You said to him as you full him across the sea of people towards the line for the Ferris Wheel. You excitedly clapped your hands when you're able to get in line for the current set to get in.

“You seem very excited for this babe.” Chris smiled warmly as he watched your sparkling eyes that are full of excitement. You can’t wait to get up and give him your surprise. Its your second wedding anniversary and after a full week of thinking what you’ll give him you thought of this. You know how much he misses being up in space watching the beautiful universe and the bright sparkles of every star.

That is why after your wonderful and fancy date you dragged him to the nearest amusement park looking out of place with your red dress and him in a suit. You love how dashing he looks even though you know he is not used to dressing that way.

“I am!!! I have a surprise for you babe come on it’s our turn to go up.” giggling you excitedly went to the ticket booth. “Hi, for two please.” you told the man behind it and paid for the two of you. The man took his time handling the ticket as he looked at you up and down which made you cringe but not until you felt your husband's strong arm around your midsection in a protective embrace looking at the man with serious eyes.

“My wife is beautiful isn't she?” He asked, raising one eyebrow as he stared down the man which made the poor dude pale up.

“E-enjoy your ride.” the man said but more for Chris now which made you giggle. It’s not often you see this side of him.

“I love it when you go all Mr. Possessive of me.” you winked at him as he assisted you from getting up the cart. As expected your sweet darling blushed as he realized he did it in public.

“I...I don’t like the way he’s looking at you but that can’t be helped because you're gorgeous, especially tonight in that red thing.” he said shyly which made you blush as you try to hide your wide grin. It always catches you off guard when he acts like this but you are not complaining!

Now that you are both secured inside the cart you excitedly rummaged your purse to get a certain box. Once you found it you stealthily hid it behind you when Chris was looking down at the amusement park’s retreating view.

“It’s weird to see myself go up slowly.” He said. “When we were going to space we usually only have the view above but never below.” he said. You smiled lovingly at him. He had sacrificed the life he worked hard to get just to be with you.

You hugged him enjoying the warmth of this body heat as your cart goes higher and higher. You waited until you're almost on top when you held his cheek to make him look at you and kissed him sweetly. Chris’ eyes closed his arm guided you to sit on his lap to kiss you deeper which made you moan but you have to focus on your plan. More kissing later. Leaving his delicious lips you put on some space between you and pointed at the stars.

“I know this is not much but here is my gift for you babe.” you held his hand and kissed his knuckles. He looked at the direction you pointed to and in there he can see the open space the sky is bare to his eyes and stars sparkles beautifully.

“It’s beautiful Y/N…” he said, his voice stammering.

“There’s more…” you nervously said as you picked up the rectangular box you had been carrying the whole day not knowing how to show it to him but now...this moment seems like the perfect time. “I-I have...uhm Christopher Beck, my dear wonderful husband, thank you so much for being true to your vows this two years of our marriage and for doing more and loving me so much. I love you with all my heart and…” you handed him the box. “ and I am so happy to complete this family with you. Open it babe.” you looked up at him and saw that his eyes are full of tears.

With shaking hands he pulled the ribbon on the box and opened the lid. He gasps as he stares at the content of your gift and then looks up at you and back on the box.

“Y/N...this...this-” he swallowed and took the pregnancy kit from the box. You are starting to be nervous as he is just staring at the two lines in it.

“Babe?” you asked nervously.

“It's...there are two lines…?” he whispered and you nodded at him smiling. “I’m going to be a f-father?” he cried harder now as the news seemed to start to sink in to him. “I’m going to be a father!” he shouted at the top of his lungs towards the night sky as if talking to the stars. That made you chuckle. “Yes babe. You’re going to be a dad.” you peck at his lips.

“This is the best gift ever babe...I may not be near the stars anymore but being with you is like staring at the most beautiful celestial being the stars that I love the most is closer thank you know and now that we are going to be a family...it's everything I dreamed and more. You and our baby...you are my universe, my everything...I love you so much.” he said and brought your face down to his and kissed you with everything he got. Your child is going to be the luckiest kid because he has Chris Beck as their father. The sweetest, smartest and bravest man you’ve known. And just like the Ferris Wheel life has its up and down but you’re very much prepared to face them as long as you have your family.

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HBC Candy Hearts Club: Preview Day - February 10, 2022

With Valentine’s Day quickly approaching, it’s time to official announce the Candy Hearts Club Valentine’s Day event!

The event will start this Saturday, February 12 and end next Friday, February 18.

The theme is candy hearts (aka conversation hearts). If you aren’t familiar with either term, it’s the little chalky candy hearts that have sayings on them that are popular around Valentine’s day. Each day will have four different candy heart sayings to choose from and use how ever you’d like!

As with our other events, you can write a drabble, create a moodboard, etc. for every day or you can just pick and choose, it’s up to you! Just have fun!

Rules For Our Drabbles:

You do not need to reserve a prompt.

You do not need to tell us which prompt you’re writing.

You can write as many or as few as you’d like, and there is no word minimum or maximum.

You may write for one blog or all four blogs, your level of participation is entirely up to you! Just make sure to send links to the correct blog for the masterlist.

Smut/Fluff/Angst/any combo accepted, please adhere to HBC Guidelines.

To get on the masterlist, DM the link to your drabble(s) to the correct HBC for your chosen character - All Drabble links received in 24 hours will be added to the masterlist.

Use #HBC Candy Hearts Club on your works!

EVERYONE is welcome to participate!

Candy Hearts Club Prompts

Feb 12

Cutie Pie

I Do

Wise Up

UR Hot

Feb 13

Soul Mate

Marry Me

My, Such Eyes

Je T’aime

Feb 14

Be Mine

You + Me

Tell Me How

My Hero

Feb 15

I Luv You

Kiss Me

Page Me

Love Me Tender

Feb 16

XOXO

Hot Stuff

Fax Me

Crazy 4 U

Feb 17

TXT Me

Wink Wink

Web site

Ooo La La

Feb 18

Let’s Kiss

UR Cute

Go Fish

Saucy Boy

Note: all of these prompts were listed on Reader’s Digest’s article about conversation hearts and they’ve all been on the candy at one point or another! Even the weird ones.

Love, The Smutty Librarians of the HBC  📚

@the-ss-horniest-book-club​​​​​

@the-th-horniest-book-club

@the-ce-horniest-book-club

@the-marvel-horniest-book-club​

[the-ce-horniest-book-club]

It’s HBC Dodger Day!

Tuesday 8-4-20 - HBC Dodger Appreciation Day as suggested by @marvelgirl7!❤️🤍💙

Today’s theme is all about our favorite pup, our man’s best friend, Dodger! 

Today, share your appreciation with posts, picspams, drabbles, moodboards, art - you name it, we want to see it. Make sure you tag @the-ce-horniest-book-club and use #HBCDodgerDay and as always, thank you for playing with us!

Love, The HBC  💋