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Everything and More

Tony Stark x Reader

Word Count: ~1100

Summary: Tony’s POV; in honor of Tony’s birthday, you two have partied the night away. However, the night’s not over just yet.

Warnings: Oral sex (female receiving), Unprotected Shower Sex, Tony Stark being adorable and sexy and stuff, Fluff

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“So,” her hands slide over shoulders and down my arms, “was it everything you wanted?”

I wrap my arms around her waist, “Everything and more, sweetheart. Thank you.”

She smiles, giggling softly as she raises her lips to mine. She pulls away after a moment, sighing in content. Then she steps away from me, kicking her heels off as she walks away. My eyes follow the gentle sway of her hips, that gentle back and forth that draws me to follow her as I unbutton my jacket.

I enter the bedroom a little after she does. She’s standing in front of her dresser, leaning into the mirror as she removes her jewelry, returning each piece to its rightful place. As she’s clasping the necklace in her hands, she calls to me.

“Tony, can you come unzip me?”

I toss my jacket to the bed as I cross the room to her. I move her hair to rest over her shoulder before taking the zipper of her dress between my fingers. She holds the dress up as the back of it opens. I lean in, kissing the side of her neck. She leans back against me, her eyes downcast as my hands slide down over her hips.

I wrap my arms around her waist, kissing her shoulder.

“How about a shower?”

She nods, an almost mischievous smile playing at her lips. She’s hardly a couple of inches from me as she lowers the dress, revealing the lacy black lingerie hidden beneath.

“You’ve been holding out on me.” I tease.

Her hair tosses slightly when she turns her head quickly to look at me over her shoulder.

“Actually, this is new.”

“Another birthday present?”

She turns to face me, still wearing that smile, “Something like that.”

I take her face between my hands. Her hands press against my chest. I lean down to her, pressing my lips to hers. When she pulls back, she giggles a bit as she scrunches up her nose.

I chuckle, caressing her cheeks with my thumbs, “What?”

She shakes her head, “Nothing.” Her fingers card through my hair, “Let’s go take that shower.”

Under the hot water, steam rising up around us, there is no space between us. My hands grip her hips. Her hands hold tight to my shoulders. We share long, lingering kisses. She tastes of the chocolate and red wine she had at the party. I wonder if she can taste the whiskey I had.

I take her chin in my hand when I pull away. I tilt her head to the side, moving quickly to assault her neck with my kiss. I trail my lips down her neck, her chest, her stomach, as I lower myself to my knees. I hold her hips to the wall. I place a kiss just below her belly button.

I look up at her. She smiles, biting her bottom lip as she runs her fingers through the length of my hair. Still with my eyes locked on hers, I raise her right leg to rest over my shoulder. Her jaw drops slightly as she watches me bury my tongue in the warmest part of her.

She moans softly, though louder than before. She pulls at my hair. She rolls her hips into every pass my tongue makes over her sensitive flesh. She grips my shoulder for support as she rises her to toes. I look up at her. Her head has fallen back, pressed against the tile wall. She’s resisting the urge to fall apart though she treads the line.

I lower her leg slowly before rising to stand before her.

“Look at me, (Y/N).”

The rise and fall of her chest is quick. The color of her eyes is almost completely lost to her pupils. Her gaze stays affixed to mine as I press two fingers to her entrance. I curl them in a bit; her bottom lip begins to tremble. She takes in a sharp breath as I push them in deeper. Her hips meet my palm thrust for thrust.

Her moans start as soft whispers, but with every passing second, they grow louder until her cries reach up to the heavens. A few more minutes, some whispered words of praise and love, and euphoria is hers for the taking, the heat of her release pouring over my hand.

She sighs, catching my face in her hands and my lips with hers in a heated kiss. I pull my hand away only to wrap both around the back of her thighs. Pinning her to the wall, I lift her up. Her ankles lock together behind my back as I get into position.

In one swift motion, I’m inside of her. Our groans of pleasure are simultaneous.

I will always love this feeling. The way she fits around me is absolute perfection.

She is absolute perfection.

The little sounds that slip from her as I move are sweet, like music to my ears.

Her hands are clasped together behind my neck. She moans my name.

Her kiss is heavy, demanding.

I don’t how much longer I can hold on.

A few more steady thrusts is all I can give, and it’s all she take before we’re both crashing. She holds tight to me. I rest my forehead against her shoulder. We’re both struggling to catch our breath. After a few minutes, I pull back and slowly lower her to her feet.

The water falls over us. Steam rises around us. There is no space between us.

I kiss the top of her head.

“I love you, Tony.”

I smile, leaning away from her and cradling her head in my hands. She holds my wrists as she looks into my eyes. I can tell she’s searching for an explanation for my silence so I break it.

“Marry me.”

Her expression changes from one of concern to one of shock.

“What?” she gasps.

“Marry me, (Y/N).”

“Are… are you sure?”

“I have never been more sure of anything in my life. I love you. I was lost before you.”

Her gaze falters; she bites her lip, “You had Pepper.”

“I did,” I hook my finger beneath her chin to raise her eyes back to mine, “and as much as I cared for her, I know now that there’s a reason we didn’t work. You’re the one I want to give my life to. So will you, (Y/N) (Y/L/N), marry me?”

She smiles, giggling as she nods, “Yes, Tony, I will.”

She bounces on her heels and wraps her arms around my neck as she once again presses her lips to mine.

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Days Journey // Sir Gwaine

Can you do a gwaine imagine where the reader joins the knights on a quest and maybe Arthur and the others are flirting with the reader which makes gwaine jealous, so he admits his feelings for the reader? 

Please don’t plagiarize my work - I spend a lot of my time writing, copying and pasting destroys that. If you want to repost my work. please ask first - but even then I might say no.

Word Count: 1,218

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“Lady Y/N.”

A gentle smile fell on your lips at the sound of Sir Leon’s voice, your head turning to the right where your eyes met his. He glanced down at you with a charming smile, and you noticed he had one arm tucked behind his back.

“Sir Leon,” you exclaimed, eyes twinkling with delight as you turned your body slightly, so your back was facing the other knights and Merlin, who sat in front and beside you. It was only mid-day, but since you were in no way a rush, Arthur thought it appropriate to let everyone take a small break. “Is there something you needed?”

Leon moved so he was crouched on his knees, instead of bent over, as he shook his head. “No, Lady Y/N,” he said softly, “I merely just wanted to give you this flower.”

Your eyes widened a fraction when you saw the flower Leon spoke of. It was a beautiful lily, the colour a bright, angelic white. You’re not even sure where Leon had managed to find the lily, given that you hadn’t seen any during your days travel.

“Oh, it’s beautiful!”

“I hoped you’d think that.”

Taking the flower, gently, in your hand, you smiled brightly up at Leon. “Wherever did you find it?”

“I found it along the way,” he explained shortly. “Couldn’t help but think of you when I did.”

You raised your hand, taking the flower and tucking it behind your ear. “I will cherish it,” you grinned, cheeks warming lightly as you stared up at the night. “Thank you, Sire Leon.”

“Anything for you, Lady Y/N.”

And as you sat there, smiling to yourself as you played with the flower in your hair, you never even noticed Gwaine from afar. Staring at you, his eyes narrowed, before glaring at the back of Leon’s back.

-

“Here.”

You blinked, looking to your left where you met the eyes of Elyan. He was smiling brightly at you, not unlike Leon from earlier in that day, as he pulled a particularly long tree branch out of the way for you.

With a bright smile, you slowed your horses pace somewhat, stunned by his chivalrous. “Thank you, Sir Elyan,” you exclaimed, voice delighted. “How very kind of you.”

“Anything for the Lady Y/N,” Elyan nodded, his eyes never wavering from you as you steered your horse past him.

You picked up the pace the minute you were past him, that delighted smile of yours never wavering. And as you passed Gwaine, offering him a little smile and a nod in greetings, you never once noticed the distant look in his eyes and the way his shoulders dropped with defeat.

-

“Allow me to help you, Lady Y/N.”

“Well,” you stated, allowing your hand to slip into that of Percival’s. “Don’t I feel like a princess.”

“That’s because you are, my lady.”

“Oh, rubbish,” you teased, waving your free hand. “I’m no princess, but I am thankful you think so highly of me.”

Percival chuckled at your comment, holding your hand as you swung your leg over, gracefully, so you could easily hop off the side of your horse. The moment you were situated, Percival set his hands on your waist, squeezing gently to make sure he had a good grip, before you jumped off.

With his help, you landed perfectly and steadily on your feet no problem. 

“Thank you very much, Sir Percival.”

“It was my pleasure.”

As you allowed Percival to lead you over to the camp Merlin was preparing, you never noticed Gwaine staring from afar, his body tensing.

-

“Are you cold, my lady?”

Your hands paused, left grabbing each arm as you turned your head to the right, finding the King staring at you. You blinked, surprised, before you registered what the man had asked. “Only a little,” you shrugged, offering him a small smile.

You turned your head back to the fire, trying to lean in closer for it’s warmth. But a moment later, you felt something fall upon your shoulders, and turning your head, you saw red, before realizing that it was Arthur’s cape that he’d wrapped around your shoulders.

“I hope that will suffice.”

With your lips parted, you met Arthur’s eyes, before your hands came up, grabbing the cape and pulling it closer around yourself.

“It’s more than enough,” you smiled, “thank you, sire.”

“What kind of King would I be if I left a beautiful woman, such as yourself, to freeze?”

Once again, and possibly for the last time, as you laughed and conversed, you never noticed the way Gwaine looked at either of you.

It was only when he suddenly stood, turned, whipping his own cape behind him and stormed off did you noticed that something was so clearly wrong with Gwaine. His actions caused the attention of everyone there, but while everyone looked off in confusion, you only found yourself deeply concerned.

“If you’ll all excuse me,” you spoke quietly, pushing yourself up to your feet. You never waited for a reply before you begun running after Gwaine, holding Arthur’s cape close to yourself for protective from the wind.

“Sir Gwaine!” You called, hoping to gain his attention. “Gwaine!”

Said man stopped, almost in a huff, but he never turned to look at you. Instead, he kept his back to you as you slowed to a stop behind him, before gently setting your hand on his arm, gently guiding him to face you.

Panting slightly, your cheeks reddened, you blinked up at the knight. “Whatever is the matter?”

“That,” he snapped, gesturing back to the fire, wherever everyone else was sat.

You blinked, glancing back before meeting Gwaine’s eyes with furrowed brows. “I’m afraid I do not unde-”

“I mean,” Gwaine begun, his voice harsh, “them. The way the look at you. The way they talk to you. The way they shamelessly flirt with you.”

“Flirt with me?”

“You cannot tell me you have not noticed.”

Biting your lip, you paused, rethinking the events of the day. Gwaine was quite right, you had noticed how kind all of the knights had been to you, even Merlin, but you had just believed it to be chivalry. “Oh, well they were just being kind,” you shrugged, trying to diffuse the situation.

“I know what flirting looks like, and that, was flirting.”

“Okay,” you agreed, slowly. “Well, if it’s flirting, why does it bother you so much so?”

Gwaine blinked, as if not expecting to be asked such a question. He felt lucky that you couldn’t see his cheeks warm in the darkness of the night, as he tried to find the right words.

“Gwaine?” You pressed.

“Because I like you…”

Your eyes widened, realization flooding you. It was obvious enough, but you never would’ve expected that Sir Gwaine, Knight of Camelot and renowned Lady’s Man would ever like you.

Biting your lip, you smiled gently. “Well, it’s a good think it was just flirting then.”

Gwaine blinked, “huh?”

“Because then I couldn’t do this.”

Leaning forward, you pushed yourself up, pressing your lips against Gwaine’s. It was just a short, chaste kiss, but you pulled back with a bright, naive smile, meeting Gwaine’s eyes who looked absolutely stunned.

“Did you just…”

“Kiss me?”

Gwaine nodded.

Smiling, you nodded yourself, “I did.”

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kaz brekker shares his clothes with you

request: ok but hear me out,,, kaz letting his s/o wear his clothes as a form on intimacy over touching and the crows start picking up on it-

a/n: ANON U ABSOLUTE GENIUS this is relatively short because i couldn’t expand it but here

you realized early on that kaz really loved his clothes 

of course he did 

they say more about him than he says about himself sometimes 

but you also realized that he liked you in his clothes more 

you’d been sitting on his bed, reading a book 

you had looked at the time and realized it was probably time for you to head back to your own room

it was part of your routine 

though you and kaz worked together to help him overcome his fear of skin on skin contact 

you hadn’t been able to sleep in his bed yet

kaz looked up from his place at his desk 

he looked 

disappointed 

that you were leaving 

you had given him a small smile, making your way to the door 

“wait” he said, as your hand turned the knob 

“yeah kaz?”

“um i was wondering if you wanted this”

you looked back at him 

and he was holding a way too large black t-shirt 

with a white little crow embroidered in the corner 

“it was a gift and now it’s too big and i don’t want to throw it away because someone could take it so i was thinking maybe you-”

“yeah kaz i’d love to have your t-shirt”

his whole face had been red as he handed you the t-shirt 

it quickly became your favorite sleeping t-shirt 

one t-shirt turned into two and then a pair of boxers 

and suddenly you had more of kaz’s clothes than your own 

nina was the first to notice your new wardrobe 

the heatrender and you were eating waffles together, catching up 

“is that kaz’s jacket?” she gasped randomly 

you looked down at the black leather jacket you’d taken from kaz last week 

you blushed profusely before slowly nodding you head 

“y/n! this is important information! kaz brekker does not share clothes, he must really love you.”

nina has happily teased you the rest of your breakfast date 

jesper and wylan were next to notice 

but for fairy obvious reasons 

the four of you were sitting in kaz’s office

brainstorming out the next job for the dregs 

you made a move to grab kaz’s hand 

just for the comfort of it 

like you did sometimes

but it seemed that day was particularly difficult for kaz 

because he pulled his hand away, flinching 

you tried to hide your disappointment by quickly going back to looking at the papers in front of you 

you didn’t want to make kaz feel bad for setting his boundaries 

after a few seconds you felt a tap on your shoulder 

you turned and saw kaz holding out the hoodie he was just wearing 

for you 

his eyes said something like ‘here, a sign of peace’

you put it on and kaz looked pleased, going back to his work as well

you looked at wylan and jesper then, having forgotten they were there

the two of them stared in utter disbelief between you and kaz 

“that was weirdly cute” wylan had smiled 

“merchling, that was fucking adorable why lie.” jesper responded, holding a hand over his heart 

you snickered and stole a glance at kaz 

who was already looking at you 

the next was inej 

you were alone in your room 

reading a novel 

when the suli girl made her way through your window silently 

you only realized she was there when she was right in front of you 

“hey inej, what’s up?”

you expected an update on a mission or her asking to hang out in your room 

instead she held out her hand, holding one of kaz’s beanies 

that he almost never wore but always smelled like him 

“kaz told me to give this to you”

she had a knowing smile on her face

you blushed and grabbed the hat from her hand 

“thank you inej” you whispered 

before she left her room she turned to you 

“kaz has his own way of demonstrating his love, im glad this time it isn’t violent gestures” she laughed and slipped out of the room 

matthias was the last to notice the advancement in your relationship with kaz 

you and the crows were sitting playing a board game 

you were wearing not only kaz’s t-shirt but his jacket 

matthias had been starting at you for a while, his eyes narrowed 

you let out a sigh

“matthias why are you staring at me, you can’t kill me with a glance you know?” you teased the druskelle 

he looked at your eyes and then at the other crows who were now paying attention 

“kaz wore that shirt yesterday”

you nodded and bit your lip 

“so you wear kaz’s clothes now?” he asked 

everyone else said “yeah” in unison, not even letting you answer 

matthias looked around shocked 

“so everyone knew but me?”

nina put a comforting hand on her boyfriend’s shoulder 

“yes you big beautiful idiot”

all of you laughed 

everyone went back to playing the game 

but you looked for kaz’s eyes

and he was already looking for yours 

you shared a knowing glance 

you liked wearing his clothes too 

My theory for Steve’s time travel in Endgame

So I’m pretty sure almost everyone that watched Avengers Endgame had a problem with Steve’s time travel back to his life with Peggy and then his appearance as an old man sitting on the bench. 

Here is my theory on how it worked: 

For anyone who has watched the movie Sliding Doors, this will make sense. For anyone who has not, let me try and explain. 

So in the movie Sliding Doors, this woman misses a train and then an alternate timeline gets created where she didn’t miss the train. You then proceed to watch these two timelines play out together and at the end, one timeline “ends” (in a way I won’t explain for spoiler reasons) and the two timelines merge into one. (Hopefully this will all make more sense as I continue)

So when Steve travels back in time (Ignoring the issue that Steve wouldn’t leave Bucky) he created a different timeline where he didn’t get frozen and he stayed and grew old with Peggy. And there were essentially two Steve’s at the same time, just in different timelines. So while one Steve was getting frozen, then found again and then becoming a part of the Avengers in the films we know and love, the other Steve was growing old with Peggy. 

Then when Steve went back in time in Endgame the two realities would merge so Steve would turn up on the bench old. And because of time travel shit in the movies even before Endgame, there would’ve been an alternate timeline where Steve was growing old with Peggy. And because of the super serum Steve would’ve been able to live to the age of over one hundred. 

And similarly, when everyone went back in time to get the Infinity Stones, when they did go back in time they created alternate time lines, BUT when they went forward in time to get back to their present, the alternate timelines got “destroyed” or just ‘sped up’ to merge with their current timeline. 

So Steve still would’ve gone through the movies just the same and Steve wouldn’t have been related to Sharon in the ‘original’ time line, aka the time line we were shown by Marvel (which was a big problem of mine). 

I hope this makes sense and if you’re still confused about the alternate timelines go watch Sliding Doors and hopefully it will make more sense. 

If you have any questions feel free to comment down below or if you find any holes in my theory (but keep in mind it took me 45 minutes with my mums help to come up with this and give me peace, so maybe don’t overthink it)

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Maze runner ~Cute things you do with Gally~

- - Your very good at bringing out the playful side in Gally

- You always enjoy when Gally wrestles you which eventually turns into a loving hug.

- Gally would always carry you around weather you liked it or not. He would sling you over his shoulder or carry you bride style.

- When harvesting food Gally always has you on his shoulders. You picks all the apples for the top and he picks the bottom.

- Gally loves resting his head on your thighs. There great pillows and he gets a full hour of pleasure as you play around with his hair.

- Gally above everything else loves holding you close.

- He always has his arm around you, when ever he gets the chance.

- Gally prefers holding you around the waist.

- Gally also enjoys bugin you, he will ruffle you hair, pinching you here and there. He enjoys when you start trying to fight him.

- Gally always admired your fiesty side.

- He also loves falling asleep next to you, its just not the same if he's not there.

- He needs to know that your safe and that no body else is threatening your lively hood.

- Gally is so protective.

- Gally is also very supportive, you need something he get it, you sad he cheer you up.

- He will go out of his way to make sure your taken care of. And it doesn't matter how much it cost.

- your his every thing.

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Pairing: Sheldon Cooper x Reader

Characters: Sheldon Cooper, Leonard Hofstadter, Howard Wolowitz, Raj Koothrappali

Warnings: N/A

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Promises Don’t Last Forever

Pairing: Stiles Stilinski x reader

Summary: where stiles has a girlfriend he tries to keep out of all the werewolf stuff but one day she gets caught in the crossfire

Warnings: blood, attempted angst, sad stiles

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It seemed to happen in slow motion.

One second you were calling out to Stiles overtop the commotion going on, and the next you felt a red hot slash being ripped through the soft flesh of your side.

“Y/n!” Stiles screamed, the battle came to a standstill. He stumbled over to where you fell to the ground, dropping to his knees and hovering over you, quickly assessing the damage and immediately noticing the large blood stain pooling from your side. He slowly peeled up your shirt to reveal three long slashes that were cut deep.

“No, no, no, no,” he shed his flannel shirt off and pressed it into your abdomen with shaky hands, trying to halt the steady flow of blood that seeped from your wound. You hissed and tensed up at the contact, grabbing his wrist but trying to keep your expression calm and breathing steady.

The rival pack the fight was against had taken off at the first sign of a distraction. Not wanting to stick around to see how angry this rag tag group could really get when it came to someone hurting one of their own.

There was too much blood, his attempts not working as he cried out for the rest of the pack to call an ambulance, but deep down he knew you were surrounded by the dark woods out of the reach of immediate help. His heart was being torn in two and there was nothing he could do in his power to stop it.

You came to the slow realization of how this was going to end.

“Hey, hey Stiles look at me,” your hands reached up to cup his face. He leaned into the touch, closing his eyes as tears slipped down his cheeks. You wiped them away with your thumbs and gave him a small smile when his eyes fluttered back open. “It’s okay, I’m not in pain.” And it was true, the blood loss was making you tired along with the rush of adrenaline that was fading from the fight that happened moments before. Derek’s grip on your ankle and the black veins traveling up his arm could also be attributing to the lack of pain you felt, for that you sent him a weary half smile.

The other members of the pack either stood around still on guard or sat surrounding the couple in a protective loose circle.

“You can’t die now, you can’t leave me.” Stiles choked out through a torrent of sobs that wrecked his frame.

“You’ll be okay.” You promised as you used your remaining strength to press your lips to his. His body reacted quickly, pulling you closer and giving you a passionate kiss in return, knowing this could be your last.

“I love you, Stiles.” Your hands ran through his soft hair trying to provide any source of comfort.

“Yeah I mean who doesn’t.” His attempt at a joke only left more tears streaming down his face, you gave a short laugh then winced when it caused pain to stab into your side. “I love you, too. So, so, so much.”

He could tell you were struggling to hang on to whatever life was left running though you, “It’s okay, you can let go. I’ve got you.” He reassured, rocking you back and forth.

With his final words you nodded smiling and closed your eyes, feeling safe nestled into him, not even caring about the fading consciousness you were experiencing. All you knew was Stiles was there with you and that was all that mattered.

—

He watched your eyes close for the last time and felt the final breath leave you. “You should of taken me instead, do you hear me? Giver her back and take me instead!” Stiles cried out over your limp body. His face was completely broken as he gazed down upon you. His mind began to wonder to how he’d never hear you laugh at his smart remarks again, or have Friday movie nights where you tried your hardest to stay awake but without fail always ended up snuggled into him and out like a light, or how he’d sneak you out in his jeep in the middle of the night to stargaze while talking about anything that came to mind. Memories flashed through him while he held you flush against his body.

~

“I could stay like this forever.” He murmured into your hair while you stared up at the night sky.

You laughed at the feeling of his breath on your neck, “I wish we could, this night is perfect.” You rolled over to face him, you noticed he turned shy as you gazed into his eyes. “What is it?”

He mumbled something you couldn’t hear and then fumbled around in his pocket. He jerked his hand out of his jacket pocket and the small object he’d been digging for went flying into the field that was surrounding you.

“Smooth Stiles, smooth.” You both laughed as the two of you searched for the object. He found it quickly then made you close your eyes and hold out your hand. You did as told and felt a ring being slid into your finger.

Opening your eyes you saw the silver band Stiles had been so nervous over giving you.

“It’s a promise ring, you know cause like we can’t get married right now cause we’re too young, but I want you to know that I’d like to some day eventually. I’d like to get married to you, have some dogs maybe a couple of kids, then grow old together. I hope you don’t think it’s boring or stupid or whatev-“

You silenced his quick mumbling with a long kiss to his lips, your hand coming up to the back of his neck.

“Well then I’d say it’s safe to say you liked it.” He said after you pulled away breathless from the kiss.

“I love it Stiles, and I love you.”

The remainder of the night consisted of you two planning what kind of dog you would adopt and wondering if Scott would be mad if you named it after him.

In the end you decided it didn’t matter as long as you were all happy.

~

“Please, please,” were the only words that came out as he pressed his forehead to yours, begging for any sign of life to come back to the still warm body he now cradled against his chest.

The woods fell quiet.

“Hey,” Scott tried out gently, setting his hand on Stiles shoulder. He had tears threatening to burst over, but tried to stay strong for his best friend. Losing y/n was going to take a toll on the whole pack. “Stiles, we need to get her somewhere, can’t just let the two of you sit out here forever.”

The rest of the pack gathered around as Stiles nodded, sniffling. Reluctantly he stood up, bringing you with him and holding you bridal style in his arms. Derek offered to carry you back but Stiles refused, not wanting to let go of you for even a second.

They walked in silence back to the jeep. No one else dared ask Stiles if he needed help.

He laid you down in his lap in the back seat of his jeep. Your cheeks had the lightest bit of color left to them, but it was quickly fading. His hand brushed the wet and tangled hair back away from your face while he gazed down at you. His shirt that was wrapped around you was ruined as would be the back seat of his beloved Roscoe but he couldn’t find it in himself to care in the least. He held your hand that was adorned with a silver promise ring tightly, knowing that if he let go he’d break down again and have to accept that you were really gone. No, he could live in his little fantasy for a bit longer, you were sleeping and on your way to the hospital to be checked out after encountering a wild mountain lion. Nothing serious, just a scratch. He imagined you’d be up and better by the weekend. Maybe he could plan a nice dinner for the two of you or find a beach to go set out at for an afternoon. He could practically hear you fussing at him to put on sunscreen already and then complaining when he splashes you.

Yes, he decided, you were going to be alright.

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Well it’s something I guess. Still not good at titles.

𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 | 𝐛. 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬.

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 : the weather is bad and your dad, whose been picking you up after late shifts, is out of town so he’s sent his best friend bucky to take his little girl home. who is bucky to refuse?

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 : dad’s best friend!bucky barnes x f!reader 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 : 4,215 words 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 :  (  MINOR’S DO NOT INTERACT! 18+  )  teasing, age gap (bucky is late 30s, reader is 22-23?), undefined relationship, praise kink, thigh riding, fingering, oral (female receiving, male receiving mentioned), dirty talk, pet names (sweets/sweetheart, honey, baby/doll), unprotected sex  ( don’t risk it, wrap ya biscuit! ), creampie, cumplay.

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 :  i really said to myself “hey why don’t u write something small abt this au!bucky” and then it took two days and made my brain melt out through my bad ear. anyway, please don’t reupload, repost or translate my work. i only post on tumblr, so if you see this elsewhere know that it isn’t me. once again, i ask that MINOR’S DO NOT INTERACT! 18+

“You better be careful, what with this weather” Your boss, Tom, calls as you pull on your jacket, having so graciously offered to finish closing up on his own so you could get a head start to try and beat the worst of the wind and rain. You’re babbling your thanks to him once again when the bell above the diner door gives a jingle, your ride home entering. Your boss is about to shoo him away, telling him that they’re closed but you cut in, “Don’t worry, this is just Bucky. My dad asked him to pick me up, cause he’s outta town”.

“Y’ready, doll?” Bucky calls out with his familiar drawl, opening the door back up and letting a large gust of wind and rain into the diner. You make a point to dart straight out, shouting your good nights and final thank you to Tom as you rush to Bucky’s car, earning a chuckle from the pair. The parking around the diner isn’t that expansive, but it’s dark and you find yourself halting as you look out for it, only for Bucky’s hand to find the small of your back and guide you instead.

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Maze runner ~ Sleepover with the boys ~ Part 1

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Alby: I got the goods * walks in holding multiple bags of chips*

Newt: *follow behind Alby holding alcohol and fizzy drinks.*

Chuck: Yaayyaa *so happy right now*

Minho: Oi chuckas one!

Thomas: *Brings out a bunch of pillow and dragging sleeping bags into the homestead*

Gally: *also helping Thomas set up beds for everyone*

Newt: Hey did anyone invite Y/N?

Thomas: Yeah but she's coming later..

Minho: What why!?!

Gally: So we actually talk instead of watching you desperately trying to flirt with her!

Minho: What you jell Gally *smirks*

Gally: No....

Minho: I mean Y/N's quite the girl!

Thomas: Oh yeah and she's gonna be mine *smuggle smirks*

Newt: Oh no Thomas, you just wait and see

Alby: Alright quit it you lot your bugging me..

Chuck: Yeah y'all all gross

Thomas: Admit it chuck! I see you throwing googlie eyes at her!

Newt: So have you Thomas!!

Thomas: Have not!

Alby:.....why am i here

Chuck: to supervise??!!

Gally: Hey guys Y/N's here early...

Newt: What!!!

Thomas: She's here like right now!

Minho: Well bring the baby girl in don't leave her waiting! I know she misses me *smirks*

Thomas: How about we make a little bet *whispers so Alby doesn't hear*

Minho: Your on Thomas!

Newt: Minho!!! NO!

Thomas: What do you say eyebrows?

Gally: Heck yeah

Thomas: Come on blondie it will be fun!!

Newt:Fine!

Like for part 2

Things ill start to get pretty heated *wink* *wink*

sin hours with chris evans- a quickie before his interview or awards show ??

daddy!evans because i couldn’t resist. also warning: smut, also... breeding kink??? 👀

you sat on the edge of the bed with your legs crossed as you watched chris in the mirror get ready for the award show, slowly checking his outfit out up and down with your teeth in your bottom lip. chris looked over his shoulder in the mirror and smirked, adjusting his tie.

“are you gonna get ready or are you going to stare at me, pretty girl?” chris said and you jumped a little, chris’s voice taking you out of your trance. you smile and stand up, standing behind him with your hands on his hips, toying with his button up. chris’s eyes watched your fingers as they pulled his tucked shirt out of his pants. 

you circled his body like he was your prey, your eyes following up to his face with a smirk as your fingers toyed with his buttons. “i could get ready.. or..” you pushed his shirt open and kissed his chest, chris letting out a sigh. your kisses trailed down his stomach, and he watched as you fell to your knees in front of him. 

you unbuckled his belt and his pants, pushing them down to his ankles. you kissed his cock outside of his underwear, chris’s fingers gripping your hair. your fingers pulled his underwear down and smile as he let out a groan. “come on, pretty girl” you stuck out your tongue and chris slapped his cock against it, and you bobbed your head slowly against his cock. “you’re so good with your mouth, princess” 

“do you wanna fuck me before we leave, daddy?” you smile as you stand up, stroking his cock slowly as he kissed you hungrily. his hand wrapped around your throat as he pushed you to the bed, climbing on top of you and kissing your slowly as he pushed your underwear to the side, bending down in between your legs and licking up your pussy slowly. “fuck, daddy” you gasped and he spit, rubbing his fingers up and down your pussy before pushing his cock into you, the both of you gasping. 

“fuck baby, you feel so good around daddy’s cock” you grabbed his button up in your fists and moaned as his large hands pushed your thighs to the bed, your moans stuck in your throat as he hit your g-spot over and over. 

“shit, daddy.. fuck.. fuck..” you pant and scratch up at stomach, holding his face and pulling him down to kiss you. you moaned into his mouth and he bit your lip, pulling backwards and snapping it against your teeth. “i need to cum, daddy, please” you open your eyes and chris groaned into your mouth. 

“cum on daddy’s cock, baby. come on” he gritted through his teeth and you let out a loud moan, chris grunting and moaning in your mouth as he came in you. “fucking hell, baby” chris moved your underwear back into place and you sat up on your elbows. “you started it, and now you finish it. you will not change your underwear, and you will go to the award show like that, understood?” he held your chin and you nod. “good. now get ready, we have to leave in almost 2 hours” chris stood back in front of the mirror, fixing himself again and adjusting his sleeves. “now, yn” 

“yes daddy” you mumble and got off the bed, gasping as his cum fell down the inside of your thighs. chris turned around and laughed, stepping in front of you. “don’t laugh! you did this!” 

“did i though?” he asked softly, kissing you with his hand on your jaw. “clean yourself up, would you? oh wait, you can’t” chris winked and you hit his chest, the both of your laughing.