Husband NCT

How To Unhook A Bra (m)

pairing | lee donghyuck × reader, established relationship!au

genre | fluff, smut, almost crackhead energy

word count | 11k words

synopsis | when donghyuck finds you snapping your bra open with one hand, he is left in awe. so in awe that he makes it his aim to learn how to do it himself.

index | besides the reader and hyuck being so in love with each other that they call each other profanities for names, because i’m so in love with hyuck, fingering, cunnilingus, breath play, praise kink, worship kink, dirty talk, belly button piercing for hyuck, yay!, nipple play, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, squirting, cream pie.

author’s note | thank you for the 4k, oh my god. tbh, i never expected to reach this much and it’s still very surreal. thank you for all the support and i really wanted to offer this fic as a gift to each one of you and this is why i made two versions of it - the clean and the r-18 version! enjoy! also, much love to cat @luvdsc​​ for the idea of the thongs from an experience of hers: you made this fic so much better!

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Soulmate Series: How You Meet (Part One)

Tony Stark-

Not everyone has a soulmate, but those that do have various ways they are connected to each other.

For you it was that the rate of your heartbeats always matched the other.

So if you were stressed or in danger he would immediately feel it.

God you were terrified when you felt your heart basically stop when he was in Afghanistan.

The way the two of you met was actually really kind of sweet.

Somehow you were invited to a Stark party, whether it was by a friend or because of your work.

People were basically wall to wall covering the room, the conversation making it almost impossible to hear.

Accidentally you ran into someone knocking their glass out of their hand causing it to shatter on impact.

Apologizing profusely you bent down to help pick it up.

Hitting a particularly sharp piece cutting your finger slightly.

When your heart rate spiked due to the pain he felt it too staring at you with wide eyes understanding before you even met his gaze.

Upon explaining you questioned if it was even possible, that your soulmate was THE Tony Stark.

Taking you to a quiet room he asked FRIDAY to check if it actually matched, which she quickly confirmed.

Tony was determined to keep you by his side, there was no leaving him anymore even if you wanted to.

Not that he would tell you that in any way.

After all these years he finally found his soulmate, the one destined to be his.

Steve Rogers-

Steve had always seen the world in a blend of various shades of gray.

Sketching only in charcoal pencil when he did his little drawings in his sketchbook.

No point in using color you couldn’t see.

Believing that he was going to die not meeting his soulmate when he went into the ice.

Upon waking up in present day he was confused, but also had a sense of renewed faith that maybe he just didn’t find his soulmate before because they weren’t alive yet.

He will always remember the day he met you, having saved you from an alien about to eat you alive.

Feeling you shake in his arms until your eyes latched onto his, seeing the most brilliant blue you had ever seen before.

Quickly he set you down, only having time to get your name before he had to return to the fight.

That is what began his obsession with you, knowing that you both belonged together.

Watching you from afar initially to discover what kind of person his soulmate is.

Finding out everything you liked and disliked, determined to be the perfect one for you when he finally approached you.

Pretending to run into you again, he asked you out on a date.

There was no way at the end of the night you would be walking away from him again, he wouldn’t let you go a second time.

Clint Barton-

Clint had been born with a tiny arrow tattoo just behind his ear.

Legend had it that his soulmate would have the same one, in the same place.

Although he was sure that he didn’t have a soulmate, a man with a crazy life like his didn’t deserve one in his mind.

When his hearing was damaged, his hearing aids that Tony built him covered it up.

One day he got into a hand to hand fight with a Hydra agent during a mission.

His aids were knocked out and smashed under their boot as a part of the struggle, thankfully they could be replaced with an extra set he kept in his vest.

Ultimately he won but he definitely had some cuts and bruised ribs that would need tending to.

Luckily you had just started in the medical wing of the tower as an on duty nurse.

Getting your first patient you never expected that they would end up being your soulmate.

Talking to Clint it felt like you had known him your entire life, and in a way you kind of had.

Laughing at one of his jokes you tucked your hair behind your ear not thinking anything of it when your tattoo was showing.

You of all people knew how rare it was for even people with a soulmate to find the love of their life.

Catching your gaze he moved his replacement hearing aids showing that the two of you matched.

Gasping you touched it gently with the tips of your fingers, unable to believe that you were one of the special cases.

Clint would never let you go, not after being proven so wrong about you not existing as there you were in front of him.

Natasha Romanoff-

For as long as you could remember you had gotten various injuries when you least expected them.

When you were a child you were taken to the doctor where they revealed that you had a soulmate out in the world.

That when they got hurt, or vice versa the other got the injury in return.

Occasionally you would get hurt really badly, having apparent bullet wounds even from time to time.

That is what made you think that your soulmate worked a dangerous job, so you decided to do the same in return.

Training really hard to become one of the top SHIELD recruits in your class.

Meaning you got to do your final evaluation with an Avenger.

Of course you grew nervous when you discovered that you were assigned to Natasha Romanoff, her reputation preceding her.

Stepping into the sparring ring with her you began to move around narrowly avoiding her attacks.

Effectively fighting her off for the most part, doing exactly what you had been trained to do.

Unfortunately you got distracted when she asked you about a scar you had, allowing her to get a good punch in.

Falling back onto your ass you felt blood dripping from your nose, touching it as your eyes watered you didn’t notice her touching her own.

Looking up focusing you saw that she was bleeding from her own nose despite you not even getting close to hitting her.

Natasha wasn’t upset though, in fact she was almost starting to cry at finally finding you.

Kneeling down she took you into her arms, taking in the fact that she would never again have to be without you.

Bruce Banner-

You remember spending a lot of your childhood in a state of fear and anxiety most of the time.

As you got older you started to get angry for no reason at all.

One minute you would be fine, the next you were enraged like you had just witnessed your car being set on fire.

It was really starting to become a problem in your day to day life.

You couldn’t hold down a job for long before you would have an outburst and get yourself fired.

Going to a therapist you were told that likely your soulmate was the cause of your emotional state.

Having it explained to you that you can also help them by giving them your emotions too.

So if they were having a moment of rage you could give them relaxation or joy in return to counteract it.

Likely you taking on their emotions fully like you had been only projected it back onto them even worse.

Feeling confused about how you had gone this long without knowing you had a soulmate, you wondered if it was real or if the therapist was full of shit.

That was until one day you were watching the news at a local diner where you had managed to earn a temp job as a waitress.

Talking about an attack on the city, showing live footage of the situation showing all of the Avengers getting ready to attack.

Gripping the counter tightly you felt yourself start to get angry again, so you attempted to calm down.

However it was no use as you watched a man turn into a tall green monster on the screen, knowing in your heart and soul that he was the one you were meant to be with.

Rushing out of there you stupidly ran down to where the fighting was taking place, luckily getting there after it ended.

Following the roars you started to give out feelings of calmness and peace.

Turning the corner you saw a mostly naked man panting and heaving hunched over in a nearby alleyway.

When he suddenly felt joy he looked up seeing you standing there smiling at him, knowing it was really him when you experienced a brief bout of confusion at first.

“It’s you…you’re real.”

Nodding you rush over not even caring about his state of undress, throwing your arms around him.

For once Bruce didn’t let go, this was meant to be and he was going to let it take him.

Thor Odinson-

Thor was getting frustrated being stuck at the same body he was when he was 18.

A thousand years or more had passed and he still hadn’t found his soulmate.

It was only while working with the Avengers on Midgard did he find what he was looking for without even realizing it.

Being part of the team yourself you often interacted with Thor when he was hanging around.

Somewhere along the lines he became obsessed with you, taking in every bit of information you would give him when talking.

Learning much about the culture on Earth from you at the end of the day.

Seemingly over the next few years you got closer, to the point where you would say you were best friends… if not more.

One morning you were looking in the mirror and you saw something that shocked you beyond belief.

A silver hair in the midst of your natural color.

That meant you were finally aging, something you hadn’t really done in the last ten years.

There was only person it could be, the person that seemingly had your heart even if he didn’t know it.

Thor noticed his own aging for the first time around the same moment you did.

Crinkles had formed in the corners of his eyes, something that definitely wasn’t there before.

Rushing to find you, you both ran into each other… literally.

Luckily he caught you in his arms, you both starting to laugh at the coincidence.

Showing each other what you had discovered, deep down it was like he had always known it was you.

No one will ever love you more than the man who waited more than a lifetime to be with you.

Loki Laufeyson-

Most of your life you had your own dreams, that was until the attacks in New York.

Ever since then, there were times where you were just a spectator in the front row of a horror show.

After many nights with little to no sleep due to the terrifying sights you went to a sleep clinic to find out what is going on.

There you are told of a rare connection to a soulmate where you share each other’s dreams.

However they couldn’t explain why it took so long for them to start.

The only explanation offered was that they came within close proximity of you and that jump started the connection.

A solution they offered was to attempt to lucid dream and bring them into your space to see who they were.

It took awhile but finally you felt like you wanted to attempt it.

Loki was sleeping and found himself sucked into your dream, something he always prefered over his own.

You provided his much needed escape from reality after all that had happened to him recently.

Quickly he realized that this was different than before, you seemed far more in control of the narrative than usual.

When you asked for his name he was shocked since normally you never knew of his presence.

Shocked as you were when you found out he was the man who had hurt a lot of people, connecting the dots between the timing your dreams started and when he attacked.

As you felt yourself starting to wake up you swore you heard him tell you he was going to come for you at the first chance.

Somehow you didn’t know if you were comforted or terrified by those words.

[Part one of How You Meet! If you want more soulmate scenarios with everyone let me know! <333]

A/N: Request from anon. Really liked the idea! ♥

Words: 1392 Warnings: fluff and being followed (?)

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the sex scene || andrew garfield

ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: being a new actress in the scene is hard enough, especially with sudden script changes. ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: andrew garfield x fem!reader ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: as many as I please ɢᴇɴʀᴇ: smut

Holding the script in your hands felt unreal. Although it was just a supporting role you felt incredibly proud of yourself for pulling it off, but there was still a long way to go. Your screen test was with one of the casting crew since the actor who was cast for the main role had interviews scheduled for the day, and a million questions went through your head. What if you didn't get along? What if there just wasn't that chemistry that makes movie couples so special? What if you failed to connect and that got you kicked off the movie?

Just as tears of nervousness and stress brimmed in your eyes, you realized you were gripping the script so hard it had started to crumple.

"Oh God..." You sighed and flattened the paper on your table, as you messily wiped away the tears.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door of your room.

You mumbled a couple of curses as you tried to make yourself look presentable and opened the door.

"Good morning miss, I hope you slept well, Andrew has arrived to the set so the directors can see if you work well together."

"Right now!?" Your heart started racing and the nervousness that you had just calmed down from came back.

"Yes, since the shooting starts in two days they want to make sure you two work well together, if we wait any longer it will be harder to find a replacement for your role if you two don't get along in your roles."

Well there was a nice way to say 'we need to do it now 'cause if you fuck it up we have time to replace you'...

"Alright, could you just give me a second to change?"

The man nodded and informed you he'd be waiting at the reception for you.

"Shit, shit, shit."

You showered in record time and fixed yourself up as fast as possible to meet the man that was waiting for you, and once you found him, you two were off to the set. It was at a walking distance from the hotel you were staying in.

Every step you took seemed to fuel your stress and anxiety, and had you not been in public, you would have slapped yourself to calm down, but since there were people around, counting to 10 backwards would have to suffice.

The second you entered the room your eyes met with Andrew's, and he smiled at you. You smiled back, trying your hardest to hide how nervous you were.

"Hi, I'm Y/N Y/L/N, nice to meet you!" You introduced yourself, and held out your hand.

Andrew immediarely stood up and shook your hand.

"I'm Andrew Garfield, it's a pleasure."

You took your seat and the director proceeded to explain to the both of you that you'd be doing an exercise, sort of like the screen test, to test your chemistry together as the main couple. The man indicated which scene you'd be playing and you both stood up to act it out.

"No need to be nervous." He whispered, as you two walked to the place where you'd be performing.

You smiled shyly, embarrassed that he'd picked up on your agitation, but happy he was actually really nice.

You took a deep breath, and did your job as best as you could. And it went a lot better than expected. Turns out that Andrew was really approachable and easy to work with, making it a lot better to get through. The director still had some tips and fixer-uppers, which you very much appreciated, and although it wasn't perfect, you were happy at how comfortable you had become by the end of the session.

"I'm looking forward to working with you, I hope you're not as nervous as you were..." Andrew told you, as he slipped on his jacket.

"I'm less nervous now, but I'm still very shaky 'cause this is my first time in the big screen. I've done some small roles but the vibe is a lot different right now."

Andrew nodded, as the both of you headed outside.

"It is pretty harsh, I remember my first time and I was just as nervous as you, but you'll do great. If you need anything you can always come to me!"

"Thank you so much! You've been so helpful, I'll make sure to buy you dinner after we shoot, if I'm not kicked off that is." You laughed.

Andrew laughed along.

"Don't say that! But hey," he stopped and pointed at you, with a cheeky smile on his face "I'll take you up on that offer!"

The man told you goodbye, as you went on your separate ways. Andrew had his own place on set since he'd be needed for a lot longer than you.

You hid your nose and mouth in your jacket, trying to warm your nose while simultaneously hiding the way you were smiling like an insane person, after the night had gone that well.

However, your happiness wouldn't last for long. The very next day you received a call from the directors about a script change. They told you you'd need to come by to pick up the new script, so they could discuss it with you and Andrew (since the scene they changed happened to be between the two of you).

Once you got there everyone was already sitting down, with the script in their hands. You greeted the men in the room and immediately sensed the discomfort in Andrew's voice. You found it strange, since you seemed to get along just fine the night before... Your tried to remain calm, however, and just took your seat.

But the reasoning of his uneasiness came rather sooner than later. The robust man handed you your new script.

"Well, Y/N, after yesterday we thought the scene wasn't enough, it was lacking a certain something that we saw would really get a good reaction of the spectators, and since you seemed to click so well we've decided to add a sex scene after the fight scene."

Ah, so that is why Andrew was so uneasy. You could see him staring at you from the corner of your eye, searching for what your reaction would be. You gulped, trying to suppress all feeling rushing right into you at the moment, and smiled.

"Sounds good!"

It had to sound good, you were far too scared of losing your first decent role by objecting to a director decision.

"Alright, Andrew agreed as well, so we're all done here, tomorrow we'll start with that scene, since it will be a rather climax point in the movie we want to get it done first."

You nodded and left without another word.

"Y/N!" You heard a familiar voice call from behind you.

You stopped and turned around, to find Andrew with a worried look.

"You alright?" He asked.

You smiled slightly and nodded.

"I'm okay."

There was an awkward silence, one of two people who knew the conversation was pointless. He knew you weren't okay, and you knew he was aware of your lies.

Andrew stepped in front of you.

"I know you're nervous, it's a big scene that just got bigger, with more feelings and emotions to act out, it's okay to feel nervous, it's the most normal thing in the world... Why don't we go over the scene tonight? I can come by your hotel and we can act it out."

You looked up at him.

"I don't want to bother you, you have weeks on end shooting scenes I don't wanna take up your last night of proper rest."

"It's okay, I was going to be up all night anyways, I can never sleep well before the first day of shooting, I'm always too anxious and excited." He told you.

You bit your lip, trying to hide how happy you were he offered to help you through it.

"So you really don't mind?"

"No ma'am." He replied with a smile.

You laughed at his goofy antics and nodded.

"Alright then, I'm in room 104B, come by whenever."

"I'll see you then!"

You waved goodbye to each other as you went your separate ways. The state of your room sent you into a slight panic. You had asked for the cleaning ladies to not clean your room since you had a bunch of things related to the movie around and you were afraid something would get leaked to the public if someone came in and saw those things. As a consequence, everything was everywhere. Clothes on the floor, papers all over every surface, makeup brushes sprawled on the sink counter and shoes and bags covering the floor. You continuously cursed yourself out as you cleaned your room and put everything in its place. You made the bed, folded the clothes neatly and put all the makeup in a proper bag.

By the time you were finished you were sweaty and hungry, so you made some 3 minute ramen on your room and took your sweet time taking a shower, so you'd at least be presentable when your co-star arrived.

You were blow-drying your hair when you heard a knock on the door.

"Shit- Just a second!"

You turned off the blow dryer and got dressed at the speed of light, you didn't expect him to come so soon, but then again, you might have taken a little too long cleaning up and lost track of time, with the dance breaks you took during a couple songs you played to help with the chore.

You opened the door, breathless, as soon as you were done.

"Hi! Sorry you had to wait I was... fixing myself."

"Oh no need to worry," he said, as you stepped away so he could come in "I didn't wait for long."

"You can take a seat, do you want anything to drink? I have tap water and tea made with tap water." You joked.

His laugh and smile were contagious, and you couldn't help but follow along as he giggled at your joke.

You sat in front of him, on the chairs by the big windows that showed the bright city underneath you, divided by a small circular table, where you placed your scripts. You had taken a little time to read it so you weren't unprepared when he came.

Andrew made sure to hit you with continuous small talk, to make you more comfortable with the scenario, and it worked very well.

By the time you started the scene, you were fully relaxed for the first time while holding those pages.

You started out by just reading the lines to each other, getting accustomed to it, and imagining the scene in your head. And you thought that was going to be it.

"Should we act it out now? Or do you want to read one more time just to make sure?"

You choked in the water and looked at him with big eyes.

"Act it... out?"

"Yeah I mean I thought that was the point? Acting it out is sort of the hardest part, trying not to look awkward on camera. But if you don't feel comfortable that's totally fine! I can help you out tomorrow when we shoot."

You looked away and chewed on your bottom lip as you thought. It should be a no-brainer really, but you weren't mentally ready for a fake sex scene with a man that good-looking, alone. If you made a fool out of yourself it would give you a couple sleepless nights, but you figured it was better to look like an asshat for one person only.

"Alright, let's do this. But please take the lead and tell me what to do."

Andrew set down the script on the table and stood up.

"Let's take it from the end of the fight scene, 'cause you have that one down really well."

You blushed slightly at the compliment.

"Alright so we end looking at each other angrily, and then I'll push you against the wall, alright?"

"Okay, let's do this."

You took a deep breath and shook out all the nervousness, as you got into character.

"So you can go fuck yourself!" You yelled the last line of your character and stared daggers at Andrew as he looked at you with the same intensity.

Just as promised, he gripped your hips and pushed you against the wall. The man inspected the way your body stood, and his hand crept down until it settled on the small of your back. He pulled you towards him softly yet confidently.

"Try to arch your back on this part, the closer our bodies are the better." He whispered.

His hand went back to holding your waist and your body maintained the shape he had carved, when his lips finally took yours, you were surprised at how passionately he kissed. Andrew had the sensation of someone who was incapable of being rough, but there he was, handling you like you were his puppet, and for a second you wished it wasn't all fake.

You instinctively pressed your crotch against his, and Andrew had to suppress a couple sounds that threatened to leave his throat. It wasn't his first sex scene, but the fact that you two were practicing alone, touching each other so intimately alone made him feel something else.

His fingers trailed up your body, from your waist to your hips. They went under your shirt, and his touch on your skin made your hand grip his hair a little harder. With one movement, Andrew removed your shirt, and his lips grazed your neck.

"Keep your back arched, lean your head against the wall, and make sure you don't cover your chest with your arms." The man whispered once more, before his lips left a wet trail of kisses down your jaw, kissing and sucking on some spots on your neck, hard enough so you'd feel it, but soft enough as to not leave a mark.

It was insanely hard not to say 'fuck it' and beg him to do it harder, but you maintained calm. His lips trailed back up and caught yours in a passionate, sinful kiss that would have you dreaming with him that night.

His hands held your ass, and he gave you a little pat as a signal, and you wrapped your legs around his waist, so he could carry you into bed.

Andrew laid you down quite harshly, then muttering a small 'sorry' in your ear.

He bent your legs and spread them apart so he could settle between them. The man glued his body to yours, your lips almost touching.

"Your thighs," he started, running his hands up your legs slowly "need to be covering our crotches to mask the fact that we won't actually be... well, fucking." He blushed a little as he said those words.

He kept straight eye contact as his hips moved steadily against yours.

Suddenly, you felt something hard against your crotch, and then Andrew stopped moving.

"Ah, shit... Sorry, that's... That's awkward."

He looked away for a second, unsure of what to do. A shot of adrenaline suddenly ran through your body, and in an unknown moment of bravery, you held his chin and made him kiss you again. Andrew gripped your thighs as he deepened the kiss. Your hands tangled in his hair and for the first time you didn't have to hold back.

Your fingers trailed down his body, and hooked around the hem of his shirt. The man got the message and immediately removed it. He looked into your eyes as you admired his physique. His tongue explored your mouth once more, as your hands grew more and more curious.

You undid the button of his jeans and slid one hand inside, earning a breathy moan from the contact of your hand against his boner. You teased him a little by squeezing his hardened member.

"I'll make you regret that, darling." He whispered in your ear.

His hand slid inside your underwear so fast you only noticed it when his fingers teased at your entrance.

"This wet? Already?" Andrew whispered, before kissing the spot right below your ear.

One finger entered you, followed by a second one right after, and then a third, stretching you out just enough.

You were trying not to be loud, and he could tell.

"None of that princess, I wanna hear you." He demanded, keeping a steady grip on your neck.

That was your kryptonite, and moans left your mouth non-stop. You were so drunk in pleasure from his fingers you didn't even notice him getting rid of the rest of his clothes. That is, until he pulled his fingers out.

"Open wide."

He placed his fingers by your mouth, which you gladly took and licked clean, never breaking eye contact.

"Good girl."

You winked at the man, and his soft side was brought up once more as he blushed, looked away and smiled slightly.

"Are you ready?" He then asked, his tip by your entrance.

You gripped the sheets and nodded as a response. Once he had your permission he didn't take it slow, he rammed inside of you, and a scream-like moan left your lips.

His hips snapped against yours almost melodically and you gripped his biceps for dear life.

"S-shit you're so good-" You moaned out.

He desperately tried to hide his blush every time but to no use. Your eyes were focused on his pleasure-filled face.

You clenched around him, and a string of curses left his mouth as Andrew tried his best not to cum yet.

"You're doing s-so good, y-you feel so good princess."

The praises sent you closer and closer to the edge, and as he hit just the right spot multiple times, your walls tightened around him and you came with a cry for his name. You didn't have time to ride out your orgasm, as the feeling of you and the way you moaned his name threw Andrew over the edge, and he pulled out, staining your body with hot spurts of cum.

Your foreheads rested against each other as you tried to catch your breaths.

"So... Are we doing it like this tomorrow?"

Andrew smiled and kissed you softly, tucking a strand of your messy hair behind your ear.

"If you want to, I don't mind."

I’m In Love With A Dumbass

Summary - Dean Winchester and Y/N Y/L/N hate each other’s guts. What happens when they have to spend weeks together due to a hunt? Will the hate only grow or will things take a turn in a direction none of them anticipated?

Pairing - Dean Winchester x Female!reader

Warnings - SMUT 18+, Unprotected sex (y’all are better than this), Oral sex (f receiving), grinding, fingering, making out, fluff, angst, language. Please tell me if I’m forgetting something!

Word Count - 5572

A/N - Written for the lovely @all-alone-he-turns-to-stone as she recently hit 5k followers!! Big congratulations once again!!🥳🥰

I had an awesome time writing this and it was fun to write enemies-to-lovers trope for the first time. The gif I got cannot be posted or tumblr will flag my post. 😬 Thank you for hosting this challenge and letting me be a part of it. ♥️♥️♥️

Beta’d by the absolutely awesome, @msmarvelouswinchester . A big thank you my Chan!!!😘

Please tell me what you think about it.

FEEDBACK IS HIGHLY APPRECIATED!!!

Happy Reading :)

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Dean Winchester was pissed. He was annoyed, frustrated and furious and every other feeling that came along with it. But mostly, Dean Winchester was done. He was done with Y/N Y/L/N. He was done with this hunt that had kept stretching on. Because that meant he had to spend more time with her. 

Dean Winchester and Y/N Y/L/N were hunters, who were currently hunting a pack of werewolves for the last three weeks and two days all over the States because little brother Sammy had gotten hurt on their last hunt and was left behind to rest peacefully in the bunker, away from her! 

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To the Moon and Back

Summary: Not sure how to summarize this one, but it’s my favorite story so far!

Genre: Fluff, small smut scenes, etc.

Warnings: Light smut, nothing too bad.

Suggested: yes/no

Tiktok: avengers._edits_

Please send me requests, I would love to write your stories!!

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“Y/N? Y/N?” You hear a familiar voice call out to you, but you groan and refuse to open your eyes.

You feel your body getting slightly nudged, making you smile.

“Open your eyes, babe. I’m here. It’s me.” You do as you’re told and your vision is filled with the Sokovian woman that you love so dearly.

“Mmm, goodmorning, baby.” You say groggily.

“I missed you.” Wanda whispers before she places a kiss on your lips.

“We just saw each other last night! Remember what we did?” You scrunch your nose in laughter at your naughty joke.

“What did we do?” Your eyes roll at her obvious teasing and you laugh as you pull her out of bed with you.

You both giggle all the way down the stairs, eventually reaching the kitchen. You lead Wanda to sit on the island stool as you head to the refrigerator.

“What do you want for breakfast, babe?” You ask.

“Hmmm, what do we have?”

“Well, I could just make you the usual.” Before she can respond, you already begin to get the supplies from the pantry.

“The usual. Sure, yeah, that sounds great.” She replies slowly.

“You got it. You want extra eggs again?”

“Ew, no thanks, I hate eggs.” She grimaces.

“What? You love eggs, baby, don’t be silly.” You laugh a little, mostly in confusion.

“Yes, I was just kidding.” Wanda laughs and you smile at her accent that you love so much.

You finally get all the food you need out and begin to chop the onions. You turn to notice Wanda gazing at you, making you blush from the attention.

“You can watch TV, baby, I’ll bring this to you when it’s ready.” She smiles and shakes her head.

“No, no. You’re all I want to look at.” She gets up and hugs you from behind, resting her head on your shoulder. It makes chopping the onions a little difficult, but you wouldn’t dare tell her that.

“Can I help you, detka?”

“I would love that, but I thought you hated cooking.“

“I have to learn to like it at some point.” You laugh as she waves her fingers.

The eggs swirl with red and begin to crack themselves into a bowl. The whisk follows soon after and starts spinning around, mixing the eggs together.

“You know, sometimes your powers make me feel pretty useless.” You jokingly sigh as Wanda walks over to you.

“I know a different way to make you feel useless.” Her low voice rattles your spine as she kisses your neck.

“God, you’re hot.” She laughs as she resumes her cooking and you continue chopping.

Soon enough, your breakfast is cooked and Wanda gives you her thanks.

“You’re the absolute best.” She says coyly.

“Well, I wouldn’t say the best, maybe one of the” You get cut off by Wanda’s lips pressing onto yours.

Her tongue is quickly inserted into your mouth, making you moan at her taste.

Her hand trails under your shirt and up your back, eventually curving around to your chest. She smiles when she realizes you’re not wearing a bra and begins to slowly graze over your nipples.

You quietly moan in pleasure, as your hands reach up in her hair.

Once she decides she’s done with your breasts, her hands glide all around your upper body, feeling every inch of your skin. Her hands tilt downwards as she rests them right below your stomach, silently asking for permission.

You nod into her kiss, practically begging for it. Her hand slides into your pants and cups your cunt, her middle finger barely grazing over your clit.

Suddenly, your phone rings, cutting you guys off. You sigh as her hand leaves your pants and you are forced to answer the call.

“Hello?”

“Yes, Kate? No, I don’t think you should wear your archer outfit to the party….Why? Because it’s a formal celebration and no avenger prances around in their costume, okay?…Yes, I’ll be wearing a dress. Well, you can wear a suit, I’m sure you’ll look amazing. Now, I was kinda in the middle of something, so I’m gonna go. Okay, bye bye.”

“Who was that?” Wanda asks and you think you can hear a tint of jealousy in her voice.

“Kate.”

“And Kate is…?”

“Come on babe, don’t be mean. I know she’s new to the team, but Clint really likes her. She’s a good kid.” Wanda nods and you get closer to her.

She puts her arms on the small of your back and pulls you in as close as possible.

“So, I was thinking we could have a day to ourselves, today. What do you think?” Wanda gazes at you.

“But what about the party? The one me and Kate were literally just talking about.”

“Screw the party, I wanna be with you today.”

“Normally, I would say yes, but you know how important this party is to Tony.” You are released from her touch as you bring the two plates of hot food to the table.

“What’s it for again?”

“To raise money…for…a charity…I forget which one to be honest. But shouldn’t you know? You’ve been pretty excited about this party for weeks. You love getting all dressed up, babe.” Wanda sighs and sits down at the table with you.

“Yeah, I guess I do.” You both chuckle. “Okay, we can go, but only if you promise to dance with me.” She grabs your hand and you smile.

“Obviously. But I do have to warn you, I will be doing the sprinkler if I am thrown into a dance circle.” You get up and start demonstrating your skills, successfully making your girlfriend laugh.

Once you both finish your breakfast, Wanda takes the courtesy of clearing your plates. She kisses your cheek as she passes you on the way to the sink.

“Oh, I almost forgot, I have to go to the store to get stuff for the cookies.”

“We’re making cookies?”

“Yeah, Tony requested them specifically. I guess I’m just that awesome of a baker.” You smirk as she walks back over to you and rests her hands on your shoulders.

“You most certainly are, my love. But why is Tony asking you to bring homemade cookies to a black tie charity event?”

“That…is a good question.” She smiles and bends down to kiss your neck, causing you to blush.

“I should go to the store soon, they take a while to bake and we also need to get ready.” You get up and head towards your keys, but they fly into the air and land in Wanda’s hand.

“I’ll come with you.” She smiles and you return to her to give her a hug.

“You’re so clingy today, I love it.” Your head rests in the crook of her neck and her arms wrap tightly around you.

“I love you, Y/N. I really really love you.”

“I love you to the moon and back, Wands.” You place a small kiss on her neck and take her hand to lead her to the car.

The drive is filled with conversations about whatever comes to your minds, as well as the songs that Wanda added to your driving playlist a couple weeks ago.

You eventually reach the store and hold hands as you walk in together.

“Okay, we only need 4 bags of chocolate chips, 3 pounds of butter, and like 2 bags of caramel bits. I think we have everything else at the house.” Her eyes widen a little at your request.

“I’m making cookies for an entire event, trust me, this might not be enough.” She just simply nods in response and follows you down the appropriate aisles.

You both find your way into the fruit section and smile when you realize the amount of jokes you can make.

“Hey, Wanda, you know what my favorite fruit is?”

“What?“

“You.” You smile and dodge the light punch on the shoulder that comes your way.

“Well, I happen to like grapes.” Her fingers swirl and you see a grape pop out of its container and fly into her mouth.

“Wanda! That is a crime. I’m telling the manager.” You begin to fast walk away from her, but feel a hand turn you around by your waist.

“It can be our little secret.”

“Mmmm, fine, but I expect a bribe.” She rolls her eyes before she pecks your lips.

“Well…that’s sufficient for now, but I will be needing lots more bribes later tonight.” A laugh escapes her lips as you both walk towards the chocolates aisle.

“Hmmm, which chocolate do you need again, detka? There’s semi-sweet, milk chocolate, bitter, wait who would want bitter?” Wanda questions.

“I don’t know, probably Clint or something. But we need the semi-sweet.” She smiles and nods as she picks up 4 bags of the chocolate and places them into her basket.

You eventually finish getting all the ingredients you need and drive back home. Wanda uses her powers to carry in the bags and unload them onto the counter.

“Okay, I’ll start making the cookies and you go put on that dress that I love so much.” You bite your lip as Wanda nods.

“Yeah, maybe tonight you can help take it off of me. Now where is it again? I forgot.”

“Uh…in the closet?” She nods and heads to your room as you bring out the recipe from your notebook.

By the time Wanda is fully changed and ready to go, you’re placing the cookies in the oven. You turn around and your mouth drops open at your girlfriends beauty.

Her curves are accentuated by her dark red dress that goes down to her feet. Her hair is perfectly curled and her makeup looks absolutely beautiful.

“I would kiss you, but I don’t want to get flour on your dress.” You say in awe.

“You think I care?” She asks as she quickly walks over to me and cups my face in a tender kiss.

“Okay, I’m gonna get ready, can you take these out in about 20 minutes?” You ask after you break apart from each other. She nods and you head into your room to change.

When you’re ready, her reaction to your outfit is a quick, but very intense, makeout session.

“God, I can’t believe how hot you are.” Wanda says in a low voice.

You pull away and realize your hair is a little messed up, but it was worth it. You both head to the car and mingle as you drive to the compound.

You finally make it to your destination and get out of the car, opening Wanda’s door for her. She thanks you with a kiss and grabs your arm so you can lead her into the building.

You both walk through the front doors of the building, arms linked to one another. You couldn’t feel happier next to the woman you love so dearly.

“Well, well, well, I see you guys finally made it. Y/N, those cookies better be with you, or you are out of the avengers.” You’re scared to laugh, knowing Tony could very possibly be serious.

“Relax, old man, I gave them to Happy.” He smiles in relief and pats my back before greeting Wanda.

You take a look at the scene in front of you and get a little anxious, seeing crowds of people. You’ve always gotten nervous towards big crowds, which hasn’t really helped your career in the avengers.

Wanda senses your nerves and gives your hand a gentle squeeze.

“I’m right here, baby. Nothing to be afraid of. All these people are probably nervous to meet you, you’re an avenger.” You nervously chuckle and kiss your girlfriends lips.

“Hi, Y/N, hi Wanda!” Kate walks up to you both with a big smile, wearing a fully black suit.

“Wow, I see you went with the suit option. It looks great, honey.” Wanda smiles and agrees with me, making Kate awkwardly chuckle.

“Yelena seems to think so. She’s been complementing me a lot. Kate bishop, you can really pull off a suit, or Kate Bishop can you bend down and pick up my fork so I can stand behind you and look at your ass. Well, she didn’t say the last part but I just know she dropped that fork on purpose.” You and Wanda laugh as Kate mimics Yelena’s accent.

“I bet she has a little crush on you.” Wanda chimes in.

“Oh my gosh, I hope so. Wait…don’t tell anyone I said that. Seriously, don’t.”

“We won’t, we promise.” Kate nervously walks away as I turn to Wanda, quietly laughing.

“She’s a lot younger than I expected.” Wanda says as you lean against her body.

“What? You’ve literally met her like 5 times, Wands.” She shakes her head and pauses for a minute, before smiling at you.

“Right, yeah. I was just kidding, baby.” She replies.

“Oh, okay. Uh- anyways, wanna dance? I hear the lawn is in need of a sprinkler.” She nods, so you drag her into the circle.

Peter is in the middle doing handstands and breakdancing poorly.

“YEAH, PETER, WOOHOO!” Tony yells from your right.

You look at him confusingly, so he leans over and whispers.

“He wasn’t feeling too confident about his dance moves, so I’m cheering him on a bit. The kid needs a little reassurance sometimes.” Wanda smiles and squeezes your hand at Tony’s sweet gesture.

Peter eventually leaves the circle and it remains empty for a while. You look at Wanda and she confirms your silent question, so you quickly push through the crowd of people to go into the middle.

You can hear Wanda and Thor loudly cheering for you. You instantly bust out the sprinkler and the entire crowd laughs and cheers.

You do it for so long, that Thor pushes you out and replaces you with himself.

You laugh and find your way back to Wanda, who has open arms ready to embrace you.

“I know you mentioned a dance circle, but I really didn’t think a black tie charity event would have one.” Wanda laughs.

“Well, yeah…this is what all Tony’s parties are like.”

A slow song begins to play, causing Wanda to grab your hand and bring you to the open part of the dance floor.

You both hold on to each other’s waists and you rest your head on her shoulder. She strokes your hair and kisses your head, holding you tighter than usual.

“This event is actually better than I thought it would be. No offense to Tony, he’s just not the best party planner.” Wanda doesn’t respond, so you use your finger to bring her eyes up to yours.

“Hm? Oh…sorry, I was still thinking about how you actually did the sprinkler in a dance circle.” You let out a big laugh and kiss her on the cheek, before pulling away a little.

“I’m gonna head to the bathroom really quick.” You start to walk away and she pulls you back to her by your wrist.

“I’ll come with you.”

“No, no keep dancing, I wouldn’t want to ruin your fun.” You chuckle.

“No, I’ll come.” She pulls you towards the bathroom but you stop walking.

“Is everything okay, Wands? Not that I’m complaining but you haven’t left my side all day.” You chuckle as you sway with her on the dance floor.

“It’s not my fault that I love you so much.” You raise your eyebrow implying that you don’t believe her, so she keeps talking.

“I guess I just….don’t want to think about what would happen to you if you left.” She clears her throat and smiles awkwardly before resuming your slow dancing.

“Why would you think anything would happen to me? I’m right here, Wanda. I’m right here.”

“I know you are. But…but you’re not and I-“ Her voice begins to break as you tilt your head in confusion.

“What do you mean I’m not….?” You can see her struggling to find words.

“You can tell me anything, Wanda. It’s okay.”

“I can’t. Not this. I’m not going to ruin this.”

“Wanda?” You try to coax the words out of her but she remains silent, staring at the floor.

“Wanda? Come on, baby, just tell me.”

“Y/N….” She looks up at you briefly, and you can see tears swimming in her eyes. You sigh as you know what she wants to say.

“Wanda, I know you’re dreamwalking.”

“W-what? Dreamwalking? I’m…I’m not dreamwalking.”

“I’m not stupid, Wands. Wanda told me- or I mean, my Wanda told me about this. About the ways that I could tell if someone wasn’t from our universe. You didn’t remember the night that you’ve been waiting for for weeks. You don’t know simple things about this Wanda’s life. You asked me who Kate was and then about her age. And I mean your fingertips are no secret.” Wanda stares at you with a mix of disbelief and sadness.

“I’m sorry.” She whispers.

“I’m not mad at you.” You keep her level of voice.

“You’re not…?”

“No, of course not. I love you. Whoever you are, you’re Wanda Maximoff and I love you.” You cup her face and she leans into your hand, making you smile at her beauty.

“But you have to let me go.” Wanda’s head shoots out of your hand.

“What? No-no please, I can’t.”

“You have to, my love. It’s not fair to my Wanda.” You squeeze Wanda’s hands, her blackened fingertips interlocking with yours.

She puts her head against yours and closes her eyes as a tear falls down her face.

“I don’t want to say goodbye again.”

“I know. But it’s not goodbye, because now you know that I’m only a universe away, Wands.” She chuckles while the tears continue to fall.

“And Wanda…I don’t know what happened in your universe that made you want to leave it so badly, but just know that my Wanda loves me in this one. So, so much.”

“I know….I know that. There’s nothing I’ve ever been more sure about. I love you in every universe.”

You kiss Wanda’s hands as she gazes at you. And even though you technically met her this morning, she’s Wanda. And you love her.

“I don’t know if I can get through this, Y/N. It’s so hard.” Wanda’s voice falters and it breaks your heart.

“You can do anything. You are Wanda Maximoff and I love you more than anything in the world. In the universe, I guess. Just close your eyes, baby.” You embrace her, putting her head into the crook of her neck.

Wanda’s eyes fall shut, only to be open again in a dark room lit by tens of candles.

She quickly turns her head in every direction, desperately reaching out for you. Tears pour from her eyes as she kicks the darkhold, screaming in anger.

She kneels to the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.

“I miss you.” She whispers to an empty room.

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Lights Out - Chapter Fourteen

Pairing: AU!Dean Winchester x F!Reader

Word Count: 3858

Summary: Y/N was different from the rest; living in a quaint lakehouse, on the edge of one of the most rich and prosperous towns in America. She was surrounded with the elite, the wealthy and people who never took responsibility for their actions. Money gave them everything, while in turn, it had taken something from her. In result, she kept her distance, never wanting to get involved with high society, until one fateful night changed her life…forever.

Rating: 18+

Warnings: Slow burn, anxious thoughts, mentions of sex, sex language, conflicting thoughts, swears. That’s about it. Please don’t hate me. :’)

A/N: Slow burn be burning…but for how much longer…what could possibly happen next…right? *nervous laugh here* Thank you so much for your love, and for reading <3

I also want to say a massive thank you to my wonderful @deanwanddamons​​​​​​​​​​​ for being my wonderful beta, and for kicking my ass where needed. Love you <3 __________________________

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The air was still. Only a light breeze caressed her moon kissed skin every once in a while as Y/N placed one heeled foot in front of the other. She was surprised she was able to walk, that her legs weren’t wobbling as she strolled down the sidewalk away from Winchester Manor. Her core was still throbbing, the inside of her thighs closest to her centre still wet from how hard her unknown partner had made her come. One hand came to tuck some hair behind her ear as she sucked in a shaky breath, her fingers finding the ribbon of her mask before she pulled on the knot, resulting in it coming undone. Catching it as it fell from her face, she used her thumbs to trace the material as she thought about what the hell had just happened.

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I’m In Love With A Dumbass

Summary - Dean Winchester and Y/N Y/L/N hate each other’s guts. What happens when they have to spend weeks together due to a hunt? Will the hate only grow or will things take a turn in a direction none of them anticipated?

Pairing - Dean Winchester x Female!reader

Warnings - SMUT 18+, Unprotected sex (y’all are better than this), Oral sex (f receiving), grinding, fingering, making out, fluff, angst, language. Please tell me if I’m forgetting something!

Word Count - 5572

A/N - Written for the lovely @all-alone-he-turns-to-stone as she recently hit 5k followers!! Big congratulations once again!!🥳🥰

I had an awesome time writing this and it was fun to write enemies-to-lovers trope for the first time. The gif I got cannot be posted or tumblr will flag my post. 😬 Thank you for hosting this challenge and letting me be a part of it. ♥️♥️♥️

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Dean Winchester was pissed. He was annoyed, frustrated and furious and every other feeling that came along with it. But mostly, Dean Winchester was done. He was done with Y/N Y/L/N. He was done with this hunt that had kept stretching on. Because that meant he had to spend more time with her. 

Dean Winchester and Y/N Y/L/N were hunters, who were currently hunting a pack of werewolves for the last three weeks and two days all over the States because little brother Sammy had gotten hurt on their last hunt and was left behind to rest peacefully in the bunker, away from her! 

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The Thrill Of It All

Pairing: Piercer!Dean x Reader

Summary: Much to her boyfriend’s dismay, Y/N makes a spur of the moment decision to get her nipples pierced; something she had wanted to do for a while. But what happens when the piercer is Dean Winchester? The very same green eyed bad boy whom she had a teeny tiny crush on in high school?

Warnings: Tension, pining, feelings, sexy Dean with tattoos and piercings, unprotected sex, semi-public setting, the room probably needs to be wiped down, comeplay, dirty talk, possessive Dean

WC: 5,673

Beta’d by the amazing @winchest09​ <3

A/N: This was an idea that’s been on my list for forever. Have piercer!Dean because why not?

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“Oh, come on, you must be kidding me!” Emmanuel trails after Y/N. How she has not been able to shake him off yet, after having to take two trains to get where she is now is a mystery to her. He’s hot on her heels, trying to grab her attention by reaching out and wrapping his clammy fingers around her wrist. 

She whips around before shaking her arm, effectively ridding herself of his touch. Her face pulls into a scowl, and then she grits her teeth when she spits, “What I do with my body is none of your business. You’re not my keeper!”

“And who’s fault is that?” He spreads his arms, indignant. “It’s because you are too scared to be in a real relationship!”

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Library (Loki x reader)

Request: Anon asked,  Hi I saw that requests were opened, so can you plz write something with Loki x a very flirty (and kinda dirty minded) reader ending in smut? Thank you in advance!

Warnings: Smut, NSFW Images, 18+, Oral, female receiving, Unprotected sex, 

Authors Note: I added a little plot to this just because my literature self can’t just jump into a story so yeah haha, enjoy love. PSA, no gifs belong to me, rightful credit to owners. 

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