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Wow it's been a really long time. I still have no laptop but I'm trying to write again. I'm so sorry to those who have asked about this blog. I never intended to be gone this long. With my laptop dying i lost all progress on so many fanfics. It was so discouraging but I'm trying to write from my phone. Thanks again to all of you who have read anything I've posted.
My laptop stopped working so I'll be on a bit of a hiatus :(
Daradise
Noam Dar x Reader / 1,286 words / SFW
You’re Noam’s best friend. Things get weird when Alicia lets you in on a rumor about the two of you. Can you mend the relationship between you and Noam?
A/N: This is really sloppy and could be so much better. It was rushed because it’s actually 8 am right now and i haven’t slept. Just thought the Noam tag could use a little love. Everyone please write some fics and imagines for the love of god.
I had been working for WWE for nearly a year and everything was great. I made a lot of friends but my best friend was Noam Dar. He was young like me and was extremely funny and we got along instantly. With me being on SmackDown and 205 Live being filmed after, we ended up spending a lot of our time together.
“Hey little lady who ya fighting tonight?” said Noam.
“No match tonight.” I said with slight bit of pain in my voice. Lately Alexa and Becky were the main feud so there wasn’t always time for me to be put on the card. I understood, but It still hurt.
“Ah that bites I was looking forward to seeing you out there. You eat yet?”
“Nah haven’t been to catering yet. Anything good?”
“Hop on and lets go see.” Noam said while waiting for me to jump on his back. He always knew how to cheer me up. Food and childish fun were the best ways to cure the woes. As I clung to his back I took in the scent of his cologne. Noam was stupidly attractive in every way a man could be. He looked good, he was talented, charming, he always smelled fantastic, and best of all he had the cutest damn accent I ever heard. I was lucky he was my closest friend but sometimes I had to wonder to myself if I was harboring more than just friendly feelings for him. I tried my best to suppress those thoughts though, I was certainly not the kind of girl a guy like Noam would date. He was simply a good friend, someone to laugh with, someone to spend time with backstage.
After we ate Noam ran off to go talk to staff about the plan for 205. I stayed behind in catering scrolling through twitter until Foxy came and sat with me.
“Are you and Noam dating Y/N” she said with a sly smile on her face.
In shock at her question I got a bit nervous. “Me and Noam? Oh my god no. What even made you think that?”
“Come on girl you totally like him and he totally likes you. Everyone thinks you’re dating.”
“Oh please Noam doesn’t like me like that. We’re just friends Alicia.”
“Whatever you say Y/N” she said while smiling some more.
“Come on Alicia you’re being silly. Didn’t you just kiss him the other day for T.V?”
Bursting out laughing she almost started everyone in the room. “Y/N I did NOT kiss him. It was the fakest kiss ever.” She leaned in closer and whispered to me “Just between us girls though, I’m actually dating Cedric right now.”
Looking a bit surprised I replied “Actually? Not just T.V.?”
“Actually” she said while smiling.
“Foxy that’s great! I’m so happy for you.”
“Yeah he’s such a great guy. I’m really shocked you and Noam aren’t dating though. Seriously everyone thinks you are.” Before I could even get a word in she was standing up. “Gotta go though I’ll talk to you later!”
The next day me and Noam were both working a house show. What Alicia had said the day before really lingered in my mind. It lingered so much that I had been avoiding Noam all day, too nervous to face him with the thoughts running through my head. But it was a small arena and it was inevitable that I would have to face him backstage eventually. And it finally happened when I was coming out of the changing room after my match.
“Hey where have you been I haven’t seen you all day. You didn’t even reply to my text, did you lose your phone again?” Said Noam
“Huh? No I’ve just been busy. Sorry Noam.”
“No worries you alright? You’re a bit off.”
“Off?”
“Yeah not yourself, Is anything wrong?”
“No nothing’s wrong, completely fine.” I said while forcing a smile.
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As I scrolled through my twitter feed in my hotel room after the show i couldn’t help but feel bad for avoiding Noam like that. I decided to come clean about what was bothering me so I messaged him.
Y/N: noam you still up?
Noam: yeah whats up 😊
Y/N: earlier when you said something was off you were right
Y/N: alicia said some stuff the other day and IDK why but it just like made things weird so I just avoided you
Y/N: it was really dumb for me to do and im sorry I lied to you
Noam: gonna have to be more specific than “stuff” Y/N
Y/N: she said that everyone thinks were dating
Noam: so you avoided me because people think were dating
Noam: why did that even upset you so much
Y/N: it didn’t upset me it just made me feel weird? Please don’t be mad noam
Y/N: noam?
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Since it was obvious that he wasn’t going to reply I went downstairs and asked for his room number. Once I knew I headed up to his room nervously. How was I going to even explain things? I had to fess up about the feelings I had been hiding. Alicia was completely right, I do like Noam. I just hoped that the way I acted didn’t completely ruin any chance I had with him, if I had any chance to begin with. As I approached his room door my heart began to race. I knocked and waited for a response. As he opened the door I wondered if he would just see me and slam it back closed. But he didn’t, instead he just stood there looking at me with a sad look on his face.
“Will you let me explain?” I asked.
He moved to the side letting me pass through the door. He closed the door and took a seat on the edge of his bed. I felt my heart sink looking at him like this. Noam was always so happy and cheery and I had never seen him anything but that. Holding my tears back as my emotions raged on inside me I started to talk. “When Alicia told me that it made me think a lot. She told me that it was, and I quote, obvious that I liked you and that you liked me. And it freaked me out because I DO like you. In fact I think I love you and I’ve been trying to supress that because I didn’t want things to get weird and I didn’t want to ruin our friendship. I thought about everything we do together and I thought about how hard my heart would beat whenever you looked at me a certain way or said my name. I just try so hard to ignore those feelings that I got scared when I had to come face to face with them. I’m really sorry Noam I never meant for things to end up like this. I didn’t mean that people thinking we were dating was insulting to me or anything like that. I was just scared and I’m an idiot and I’m sorry. I don’t expect for you to feel the same way as I do and I’m sorry things ended up like this. If you need space I understand but I just needed to tell you.”
Noam stood up and felt my heart sink as I prepared for him to tell me to leave. But to my surprise he just hugged me. “I love you too”
With tears running down my cheeks I just looked up at him, relieved to hear his words. He kissed me on the forehead and wiped the tears from my face. “Stay here tonight?”
“Of course.”
Christmas Gifts
Bucky x Reader / 1,967 words / SFW
After an injury you’re really not up for going to the Christmas party. Natasha convinces you to go anyways and your night takes a bad turn. But a certain man changes things and makes you believe in Christmas miracles.
December seemed to always be a struggle for me. But this particular holiday season had to be my worst. Everyone else was filled with holiday joy decorating the tower but I was in my room sulking. I got injured during our last mission and hadn’t been fighting with the team since. I got a pretty terrible gash on my forearm and had to get several stitches. If it wasn’t for the team saving my ass from the guy who hit me I would have died for sure. The wound that was left looked disgusting, I could barely bring myself to look at it. It was constant reminder of my failure to myself and the team. None of them ever got injured in battle. We’re supposed to be the best fighters in the world. We’re supposed to do the saving, I’m not supposed to be the one who NEEDS saving. Ever since my injury I was stuck here in the tower day after day. I couldn’t help the team do anything. I felt so useless not being able to fight alongside them. But most of all I felt unworthy of fighting with the team. As I laid in bed I could hear footsteps coming towards my door. After a gentle knock Nat opened the door with a cookie in hand.
“I thought I’d let you taste the first cookie.” She said with her warmest of smiles. She handed me the cookie and took a seat on the edge of my bed. “So why aren’t you getting ready? Don’t tell me you forgot? I mean it happens every year, every Christmas eve, you couldn’t possibly think we weren’t doing it this year right?”
“I think I’m gonna skip the party this year.”
“You can’t just skip the party Y/N it’s tradition. I know you don’t like the holidays but you always have a good time at the Christmas party. Don’t you want to see Tony get drunk and make a fool of himself?”
She was right. I always did have a great time at the Christmas party. It was a nice distraction from whatever horrible things had happened in December, and horrible things always happened in December. Plus everyone would wake up on Christmas day hung over and we would all swap gifts. It was honestly really nice.”
“I’m just not in the mood this year Nat. Plus I have these stitches and bandages on my arm and I don’t want everyone asking questions. The last thing I need is the whole world knowing I got injured. Headlines everywhere will read ‘Y/N: hero or victim?’”
She shot up from the bed. “You’re being way too hard on yourself okay?” She pulled up her shirt revealing her stomach to me, along with a large scar. “It happens to us all okay? You’re not invincible Y/N, we all get hurt. You’re going to the party and you’re going to have a lot of fun and you’re not letting that injury stop you. Put on a dress with long sleeves and you’ll be fine, I promise.”
An hour later I could hear all the commotion downstairs. I looked at myself in the mirror and took a deep breath. Nat was right a long sleeved dress completely hid the bandages. I had a festive white dress on, long sleeves, mid-calf length, and very wintery. I paired it with red heels and a santa hat. I exited my room and went down the stairs to the party. I glanced around the room while “Let it snow” played all around me.
“There you are!” Nat yelled while running from the bar to me. She looked stunning as always. She was wearing a red dress that complimented her hair perfectly. “See told you the long sleeved thing would work. You look like a winter princess.” She said excitedly.
“Thank you, you look wonderful as well. Always a show stealer Nat.”
We parted ways as I made my rounds. I had to be extremely cautious of my arm. It was still so sensitive and hurt like hell. Even putting the dress on was a pain. I caught up with a few shield buddies I hadn’t seen in a while, which was always great. Of course Tony had to butt in, already completely hammered. “Hey guys, watch this.” He said while staggering over to a girl on the dance floor. We all watched closely as he tried charming his way into her panties. The girl actually seemed to eat it up. I guess even a drunk billionaire is still a billionaire. They started dancing and we thought our Tony entertainment wouldn’t come until later, but then he slipped and fell right on his face.
“TONY!” I yelled while rushing over to him. “Are you okay?”
“Yup, meant to do that.”
Giggling and watching as he got back up I quickly realized I was in the danger zone. But of course it was too late. A couple dancing crashed right into my arm and I immediately felt the pain course through my body. Before I could cry I ran over to the bar and took as many shots as I could at one time but it was no use. The pain was so unbearable. A familiar voice came from beside me. “Y/N what’s wrong? Are you okay?” said Bucky. His eyebrows ruffled as he looked down at my arm. Blood had seeped through my bandages and my dress. Tonight was a disaster. Without hesitation he scooped me up as I clenched my drink with one hand and my injured arm to my abdomen, trying hard not to let it move. He walked me upstairs and sat me on his bed. “You have to let me see your arm.”
“Bucky I can’t.”
He tilted my chin up with his hand. “Doll, Y/N, you’re bleeding and you need help.” As I looked into his deep blue eyes I felt a rush of anxiety over me. Bucky was honestly the most charming, most caring, most handsome man I had ever met.
“I know, I’m sorry.” I said as i stood up and turned around for him to help me with my zipper. My heart beat tripled and my face had to be beat red as I felt him undo my dress. I knew Bucky was only my friend, but he was my very attractive, very thoughtful , amazing friend who I have had a crush on since the day we met. But he didn’t know that and he certainly didn’t feel the same way about me. He would have given any girl in need the same treatment, right? I undressed myself as he grabbed some things out of his bathroom and came back.
“I’m gonna take the bandages off now okay?”
I nodded in response. He took the bandages off careful and slowly, exposing the wound beneath. He took a wet cloth and gently patted away the blood to better see the wound. I closed my eyes and tried my hardest not to cry. “Looks like a few stitches came loose. You need them redone but it doesn’t seem too bad.”
“So I get a hospital trip on Christmas eve, I’m really feeling that holiday spirit.”
“I can do it if you want?” he said while looking me in the eyes once more.
“That would be really great” I said while smiling.
He grabbed his supplies and gave me a few pain killers before stitching me up. He said sorry with each stitch, as if he couldn’t be anymore amazing. He’s helping me and and apologizing for it.
“You don’t have to say that Bucky.”
“I don’t like hurting you.”
“You’re helping me.”
After he was done stitching me up he put the bandage over it and tossed me a shirt from his dresser. I put it on while he washed his hands.
“Thank you Bucky” I said while he finished up in the bathroom.
He came back out while drying off his hands “No need to thank me, you know I’d do anything for you right Y/N?”
Blushing and smiling I just shyly said yes. I looked over to the clock and realized the time. “Thirty minutes ‘till Christmas.”
“That means I can give you your gift right? I mean it’s pretty much Christmas already.”
“Pretty sure the real gift this Christmas is you Bucky.” I said while blushing.
Giggling and smiling he looked at me and extended his hand. “Lets go”
We went to the living room and I seen the tree decorated for the first time. The lights illuminated the whole room and the smell of pine was in the air. We stood side by side just soaking in all the beauty for a few moments. “You guys did a really amazing job with the tree, It’s really beautiful.”
“Wasn’t as fun decorating this year though.”
“Why’s that?”
“You weren’t there to help us.”
I just smiled in response. We both walked around the tree trying to guess which gifts were for who. Gifts from Clint were always obvious, they were always terribly wrapped. “You know for a guy who shoots arrows with such deadly precision, the guy really can’t wrap a gift to save his life.” We each found our gifts for each other under the tree and sat down on the floor. “You go first!” I said while pushing my gift closer to him.
“Alright but if it’s magnets I’m gonna be real mad.” He joked.
Giggling, I waited while he undid the ribbon and tore away the paper. “Oh my god, is this what I think it is?”
“Yup! You always complain about how superior records were so I got you something to play them. And I got you a few records as well. Mostly stuff you know but also a few albums I just really love had to be included.”
“Y/N this is perfect, I love it so much.” He leaned in and gave me a kiss on my forehead making me blush harder than I had the whole night.
“Okay now you!” he said while waiting for me to open his gift. The box was slightly rectangular and had a big green bow on it. I opened it and inside was a beautiful pair of shoes. “I hope you like them, Nat and Wanda helped me shop.”
“Bucky they’re beautiful, thank you so much.” I went over and hugged him, being extra careful not to hit my wound while doing so. I nuzzled my head into his neck, not ever wanting to leave this embrace. Even with a big metal arm, he was still so gentle and comforting.
“Y/N” he said with his deep grumbly voice, loosening our embrace and looking into my eyes.
“Yeah Bucky?”
“I love you. Watching you get hurt during that mission killed me and watching you get hurt again tonight killed me again. I think you’re the most perfect girl I’ve ever met and I just wanted you to know. I couldn’t live with myself if something fatal happened to you and I didn’t tell you how I felt.”
In shock it took me a moment to realize what he had just confessed. Wasting no time I pressed my lips to his as we shared our first kiss. “I love you too Bucky. You’re the most amazing person I’ve ever met and I’m so lucky to know you. You turned this nightmare of a Christmas into a dream and I couldn’t thank you enough for everything you’ve done. Whenever you’re around I get a million butterflies in my stomach. You’re honestly the type of guy every girl dreams of meeting.”
We kissed again as the clock struck twelve. “Let’s go to bed, let the guys find out in the morning.” Said Bucky while picking me up.
“Sounds good soldier.”
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An impression (Part 2)
Jon Moxley x Reader / 762 words / NSFW
Note: This is the second part of “An impression” but really you don’t need to read the first part to understand this. Basically if you haven’t read the first part this follows a fight Jon got into at a party. The reader brings him back to her place and smut ensues.This is the first smut i’ve ever written so be easy on me. I’m not particularly proud of it but i need to step outside my comfort zone when writing. Anyways sorry it took so long for me to upload, i actually forgot i had this finished!
Part 1
After our kiss I offered to take him back to my place to patch him up. Once we got to my apartment I took him into the bathroom. He took a seat on the edge of the bathtub while I rummaged through my medicine cabinet.
“So do you want a hello kitty band-aid?” I said while pulling out a box of hello kitty bandages from the back of my cabinet and shooting him a smile. Giving me an exhaled giggle he shook his head in disapproval.
Placing the rubbing alcohol and cotton pads on the counter I kneeled down in front of him. “Hope you don’t mind the sting” I said while dabbing away the blood on his wounds while disinfecting them.
“With a girl as sweet as you as my nurse, I think I’ll live” he said while smiling and giving me a wink.
Smiling and looking at the small wound by his brow I whispered “Close your eyes please” and dabbed away. Cleaning up the rest of his face I gave him a kiss on the forehead before asking him to clean his hands off in the sink. “I’ll be back in a sec, don’t worry about dirtying the hand towel.” I said while walking out of the bathroom. I went back to my room to change out of my party clothes. Walking towards my dresser I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled. Tonight had been going amazing, aside from Jon getting hurt. But on the bright side it brought us closer together. I dug through my dresser and pulled out a change of comfortable clothes. Removing my top layer of clothing and my bra I heard a knock at the door and quickly Jon had entered the room. Only in my panties I quickly covered as much of myself as I could with my arms. Walking closer towards me Jon smiled.
“Well I was gonna ask what to do with my dirty clothes but uh... I think i’ll throw them next to yours.” Looking down at me he seemed so large and dominant. He took my arms and pushed them back down exposing my breasts. “Damn Y/N” he grumbled. Taking one breast in hand and wrapping his free hand around my neck he kissed me. Kissing back I could taste the alcohol from earlier mixed with the irony taste from the wound on his lip breaking open. Moaning into his mouth and trailing my hands under his shirt he finally got the hint and took his shirt off. He pushed me into the bed and roughly tugged my panties off and threw them on the floor with the rest of our clothes. “So wet already Y/N? Naughty girl.” He rubbed his fingers between my warm, wet folds while staring at me as if I was the last thing he would ever see. Getting on his knees he opened my legs up wider and stuck his head between. Teasing me he barely made contact while licking my folds.
“Please Jon…”
Smiling he dug his head in farther and circled my clit with his tongue. He stuck two fingers in and curled while licking faster. Grabbing his hair and pushing his head into me as close as I could get he pulled back away from me. “Fuck you taste good, but i’m the one in control here.” He stood back up, licked my juices off his fingers and unbuckled his belt. Removing his jeans and boxers his hard cock sprung free. Giving himself a few pumps in his hand he rubbed his cock on my yearning clit he passionately kissed me then whispered “beg for it”
“Please, please Jon, I need you inside of me.”
“Nuh uh uh, call me Mox” he said while rubbing on my clit even harder.
“Please Mox, I need you right now.”
Squeezing my neck he muttered “good girl” and entered my warm pussy. The feeling of him filling me up was euphoric. Plunging into me harder and harder while I played with my clit our moans, breathing, and the squeaks of the bed was all I could hear. He sucked and played with my nipples and breasts, driving me to my breaking point.
“Mox I’m gonna cum”
Fucking me even faster he started kissing me passionately. “Do it baby, cum for me.” Finally giving into the pleasure I came, soon followed by him. He laid down beside me while we caught our breaths. Turning to me smiling he gave me another kiss, this time more gentle. “You should be my nurse more often.”
Me: *gets story idea*
Me: This is so obvious and clever it practically writes itself!
*later*
Narrator: It did not write itself.
I’m p sure it’s every fic writer’s dream to have people come into their ask box and gush/give headcanons/ask questions/generally voice their opinion on their stories
The Jon Moxley story was super cute! I always love it when the self-conscious "plain janes" of the world get the hot guys like Dean/Mox in the fics. Always makes for a nice contrast between their personalities. I would love to see your sequel with the smut to this! You have a very nice,crisp,clean writing style that makes it enjoyable to read and I don't think you suck at writing at all! Please continue this! Always love the Mox smut!
I always thought it was a cute dynamic as well. And i’m still not sure if i’m try my hand at smut but i do feel like a continuation of that story is very likely. As of right now i have no clue what the story will end up like and if i’ll be able to steer it into a sexual situation because i do have a tendency to leave in “fade to black” endings. But thank you so much for the compliment i really appreciate it.
An impression
Jon Moxley x Reader / 1,970 words / SFW / Warnings: Blood mention
Y/N = Your name, Y/BF = Your best friend
Reader has known Jon for a while but feels invisible to him. At an upcoming party she decides to get his attention with the help of her best friend.
Note: If anyone would like a continuation of this story i have an idea where the reader takes him home to clean him up after the fight. Maybe i could even try smut for once? Let me know if you’re interested :)
I had known Jon for a few years now and we were never too close. I had met him through a friend who worked at the local promotion in my city. We went to the same parties, I went to his shows, but I felt almost invisible to him. That’s why I decided to do something about it. Today was our friends birthday party and I was going to make an impression. I was going to wear the sexiest outfit I could find, something one of the girls who valeted him to the ring would wear. I rummaged through my closet deciding on what would get the most attention from him. I grabbed a black long sleeved crop top, a tight maroon high waisted mini skirt, and white chunky heeled boots. Now if this didn’t get me a few glances, I swore to myself that I’d give up on him forever. I texted my friend Y/BF that I was on my way and I headed out the door.
I arrived at the party and could hear the music blasting as I parked my car outside. I walked inside with the gift I had purchased the week before and scanned for the birthday boy. “Y/N you made it!” said Josh while running over.
“Of course I did! I wouldn’t miss this for the world. Happy Birthday Josh.”
I handed him a gift bag and watched as he opened it. He loved it as I had assumed he would, which felt great. After that someone had called his name and after thanking me for the 12th time, he ran off.
I walked around the house and scoped out who was there. There was tons of people who I didn’t know so I was relieved to see my friend Y/BF sitting in the kitchen by herself. Y/BF was my closest friend, but as close as we were I had never told her about my crush on Jon. I didn’t like keeping things from her but for some reason I could never muster up the courage to tell her how I really felt about him. Y/BF was gorgeous and always had men swooning at the sight of her so she would never understand feeling invisible to someone. I had always wondered why I never seen Jon try and get with her, she was just such a sight for sore eyes.
I approached her and took a seat “Hey what is a pretty lady like you doing all by yourself?”
“Ugh just had to get away from some asshole by the pool. Some guys just never give up.”
“It must be so hard being so beautiful huh Y/BF?” I said sarcastically.
She rolled her eyes and looked at me. “Well someone sure dressed up today. I haven’t seen you show so much skin since like ever? So tell me, who are you trying to impress?”
“Impress? Nobody come on Y/BF you know me, I just thought I’d try something different for a change.”
“Oh so you weren’t in here looking for Mr. Moxley?”
“WHAT? No come on… I would never.”
Y/BF laughed and stood up. “Come on Y/N I can see it when you look at him. You totally have the hots for the guy.” She then took my hand and pulled to get me up.
“What are you doing?”
“Were gonna go find him.”
“What? Y/BF NO! I can’t be near him I’m not even drunk yet.”
“Well Y/N I’m just gonna have to force you into conversation with him. Also, great outfit choice.”
After about 10 minutes of wandering around the party we managed to find Jon dancing his cares away in the living room. After desperately asking Y/BF to call off her big plan and having her reject me, I had to accept that I was really doing this. See the thing about Y/BF is she never took no for an answer, but she expected everyone else to. Fortunately for her I wanted Jon so bad that her crazy plan started to seem sorta not so crazy. So we sneakily danced our way to Jon and his boys and “accidentally” bumped into them. With music playing loudly all around us Y/BF “accidentally” spilled her drink on one of Jon’s friends. “Oh my god I am SO sorry!”
Jon’s friend immediately scoped her up and down while going on about how it was his fault. But then Y/BF got serious. “Oh wow Mox I didn’t even know you were here! Y/N why don’t you wait here with him while I go get another drink?” Then as quick as a rabbit she hopped off into a crowd of people.
As I nervously scanned Jon up and down soaking in the severity of this situation he broke the silence. “Wow Y/N you look…different.”
“Oh I just wanted to try something different for a change, ya know what I mean?” I replied nervously.
God he was handsome. So tall that even in heels I felt so small near him. He always looked so scruffy and unkept but it worked so well on him, he was so alluring.
“Yeah of course, I’m the same way about my entrance music. I’m always changing it up.”
He had such good taste in music, he never came out to a song I didn’t like.
“I really liked the last song you used, rocket skates, such a great song.”
“Yeah it is, forgot you were a deftones fan, ever seen ‘em live?”
“How did you know I was a deftones fan? And no not yet unfortunately, I’d love to though.”
“I remember you wearing one of their shirts once, that was you right?”
“Oh shit yeah that was me!”
He remembered my shirt? Oh my god he remembered my shirt. I couldn’t believe he would remember anything about me, let alone a stupid shirt I wore once. As me and Jon continued talking Y/BF came running and grabbed my by the arm dragging me back into the crowd of people with her. “Sorry Jon I need her for something!” she screamed while leaving.
Once we got out of the crowd and to somewhere more quiet I asked her what the hell was wrong with her. “Y/BF everything was going SO GOOD until you came and COMPLETELY RUINED IT.”
“Listen Y/N I didn’t ruin anything, but how did it go?”
“Completely amazing, he remembered that I was a deftones fan and complimented my outfit.”
“Okay great so now all you need to do is make him jealous okay?”
“Jealous? How the fuck do I do that?”
“Uh hello go dance with other guys in front of him, go be sexy. Look desired.”
“How am I supposed to look desired when I’m…not?”
Y/BF looked completely annoyed at my statement and rolled her eyes. “God you’re an idiot, you know that? Look at you, you’re out here in the sexiest damn thing you’ve probably ever worn, at the same party as the man you want, so just listen to me okay? You look hot and everyone around here is noticing. You’re blind you know that? You’re turning heads so just take my word for it. Go throw yourself at some other guy and make sure Mox sees it.”
“Okay fine. But who and how do I know he’s gonna see?”
“Because I’ll be right next to you dancing with whatever gross friend he’s with.”
So we thrusted ourselves back into the crowd of dancing, drinking, singing, smelly idiots that flooded the living room. Y/BF had her sights set on a guy in a white v-neck with his friend standing by a wall. We walked towards them and Y/BF did her thing, as always. “Hey boys wanna dance?” was all it took. Next thing and we were moving and grooving to what was most likely someone’s “Party jams” playlist on their Ipod. Y/BF made sure were in eye sight of Jon and I was praying this would work. While I continued to dance with v-neck asshole who smelled like way too much axe and booze, Y/BF leaned over to tell me Jon was making his way over. Was this really working? “Hey Y/N can I talk to you for a sec?”
“Yeah of course.”
That’s when Y/BF’s plan came crashing down. “Yo man what’s your problem?” v-neck asshole spouted at Jon.
“I could list all of them but that would take all night.” Jon said in response, lessening the gap that was between them.
“You think you’re tough big guy?” said v-neck asshole
“Hey everyone calm down” I said while trying pull v-neck guy away from Jon who looked like he was about to go all hulk smash on him in a moment. But that’s when he pushed me aside, knocking me down, and punching Jon right in the jaw. Everyone around us stopped to watch the two pushing and punching each other in a drunken rage. A few men around us pulled Jon off of his new enemy and walked him away. Still in shock I stood there with Y/BF standing next to me. “You should go find him” she muttered while looking at the bloodied mess of a man he had left behind.
I walked around the house and checked the bathroom and he wasn’t there. But I wandered outside and soon found him. Sitting with a friend he looked like a mess. His lip was busted open with blood smeared across his face and blood all over his hands, the latter not his own though. As I approached his friend got up and left, leaving me and Jon to ourselves. I took a seat next to him on the porch steps and looked him in the eyes. “Are you okay Jon? I’m really sorry about all of this. I shouldn’t have let it happen.”
“You don’t have to be. It wasn’t your fault.” he muttered in his deep soothing voice.
“Well I mean if I didn’t dance with an idiot maybe this could have all been avoided”
Jon let out a chuckle. “Yeah, maybe”
“So what were you gonna ask me?”
“I was gonna ask if you wanted to go to the deftones show with me next week.”
Cheeks red with blushing and an unhideable grin on my face I simply replied “I’d love to”
After a few moments of silence soaking in what had just transpired I decided to break the silence and ask him what was truly on my mind. “Hey Jon, what made you ask me?”
“I don’t know, I guess seeing you with another guy made me finally make my move. I’ve been meaning to do that for some time now.”
“Are you sure it just wasn’t the outfit?” I said with a little chuckle behind my words
“Now that was just a bonus.”
Seen Jon all battered up and vulnerable made me quite sad but I’d be lying if it didn’t make me comfortable as well. I felt less anxious and nervous about every word I said and every move I made and instead just felt at ease sitting next to him.
“It was all for you ya know.”
And at that moment I seen his entire body perk back up while a grin emerged across his face. He stared me right in the eyes and I could feel the anxiousness creep back into my body. “Me?”
Looking away from him shyly I lowered my voice and replied simply “Yes.” Then I felt his hand caress my face and turn it back to him. Then with his lips still bloodied we shared our first kiss. His lips and hands warm and gentle but his kiss full of yearning. As the strong taste of blood crept into my mouth I pulled gently away and licked my lips, enjoying every last drop of it.
“God you’re perfect” he replied.
The set up
Bucky x Reader / 2,445 words / SFW
Steve sets you and Bucky up on a surprise date to see The Little Mermaid replaying in theaters.
Note: This is my first Bucky fic and the first thing I've written in months. I apologize for any mistakes and for the ending being so rushed. If anyone has any critiques or corrections please send an ask!
Whenever I looked at him I could feel his pain. He was almost never at ease unless he was with Steve, and even then I wasn’t sure. I was watching them from across the room. I loved seeing Bucky just laughing and enjoying his time with Steve. It was beautiful and reminded me that there’s still hope for him. He could get back to normal, one day.
“Hey Y/N come join us!” I heard Steve yell while waving me over. Him and Bucky were having a drink while sitting on the bar stools around the kitchen island. I walked over with a smile and took a seat beside Steve.
“What’s up boys?” I said while turning my body to face them.
“Not too much. I actually have to go out on business and I was gonna ask if you could keep Bucky busy while I’m gone?” Steve asked while winking at me.
I tilted my head a bit while giving him an inquisitive stare. “Of course, anything for you Cap.” I could never say no to him.
Steve drank down his last shot and slammed it on the table. “Well I guess it’s time for me to leave” he said while giving Bucky a hard pat on his back. Bucky groaning in response. Steve got up and walked towards the hallway.
“Hey wait up” I yell at him. He keeps walking and I quickly turn to Bucky and say “Hey I’m sorry I’ll just be a moment.”
I run up to Steve who has now turned the corner. “Steve, wait. What was that supposed to mean? What am I supposed to do with Bucky? He doesn’t even talk to anyone except for you. You are aware of that right?”
“Of course I am Y/N. But he could use a little female company. The Bucky I knew was a hit with the ladies and I want him to get back to his old self. Just do me a favor and talk to him?” He said while putting his hand on my shoulder. How could I say no?
“Okay, I will. I just don’t think much will come of it Steve.” I said while glancing down.
“I think you’ll be surprised. Oh and I left two tickets to that movie you like, check your desk. 9:00 PM special screening, don’t miss out. ” He said with laughter in his voice, moving backwards down the hall.
I blush a bit, knowing what Steve had planned. But it wasn’t gonna work. I liked Bucky, a lot. The thing was that Bucky probably didn’t even consider me a friend, let alone a possible lover. I walked back to kitchen. Bucky was still sitting in his seat.
“Hey” I said timidly while taking a seat once again.
“Hi”
“So uh, Steve left us two tickets to this really cool movie. You up for it?”
He cracked a smile and looked at me. His eyes were so blue and beautiful, my heart pounding just from seeing them up so close. “Sure, although I don’t think I’m dressed for a night out.”
“Neither am I. The movie doesn’t start for another two hours so I’m gonna go get ready, okay?”
“Me too, Doll.”
I walked away fearful that he could see me shaking. I’ve never even spoken to him for that long before. I was always too scared to start a conversation. I didn’t even know what to say, and I certainly didn’t want to bring up any tough subjects for him.
-
I finally picked out the perfect outfit. A beautiful pink mid-thigh length dress with black lace detailing. It felt classy and sophisticated, yet casual and fun. I finished doing my hair and makeup and sat in the living room waiting for Bucky.
“Wow doll, you sure clean up nicely.”
I blushed immediately hoping he didn’t notice. “Thanks Bucky.”
God he was so tall and handsome. His long hair always dangled in his face which made him seem so mysterious. He was wearing jeans and a fresh black T-shirt and a black leather jacket over top. He wasn’t one to over-dress so I felt like maybe I should have dressed a little bit more casual as well. But I pretty much jumped at any opportunity to dress up, they didn’t come often.
“So what is this movie were going to?”
“The Little Mermaid! It’s this fantastic Disney cartoon. Just completely amazing.”
He looked down at me with a grin on his face. “Cartoon? Aren’t those for kids?”
I looked back at him feeling a bit silly, but still excited because how could anyone dislike The Little Mermaid? “Disney films are for everyone Buck! Trust me you’ll love this. I watched it all the time growing up.”
“Well it’s 7 doll. Feel up to getting a bite to eat before this supposedly ‘Amazing’ cartoon? I know of a place close to the theater we can go to.”
“Of course”
-
The theater wasn’t too far from the tower so Bucky and I decided to walk. It was a beautiful night to take a walk. It was also a wonderful opportunity to learn some new things about Bucky.
”Hey Bucky…” I said while nervously looking at my feet.
“Yeah Y/N?” he said while looking down at me.
“When’s the last time you went out to see a movie?”
“A long, long time ago. I was with Steve actually, us and two dames. That was before Steve got big, before my metal arm. What about you? When’s the last time you went to see one?”
“Just a few weeks ago, I tend to go alone whenever there’s a movie I like playing.”
“Why alone, doll?”
“Nobody to go with I guess. Natasha came with me once, but she doesn’t exactly share my passion for film. Steve said he would come with me but he’s always busy with being Captain America.”
“Surely a girl like you could find a date to things like that?”
“My dates have had a history of ending in disaster. That or the person I’m on a date with is absolutely boring.”
“I’ll try not to be boring” He while smiling.
“You won’t have to try” I said while smiling back.
-
We arrived at the place Bucky mentioned before we left the tower. I looked up at the glowing sign above and heard the bustling noise around us. There was a few men on the patio dining area drinking and yelling about sports. Bucky placed his hand on my back and with his classic Bucky smile he said “Ladies first” and motioned me into the establishment. Half of it was a bar, the other half a restaurant. There was sports related décor all over the walls, I could see why he liked this place. The hostess showed us to our seats, a booth near the back. As we sat down our waitress appeared and she pulled her top down a little, revealing more cleavage as she seen Bucky. She then handed us both our menus and put a hand on Bucky’s shoulder and said “I’m Casey I’ll be your waitress tonight. Any drinks to start?” while staring at him seductively.
“Just water for me, thanks” I spoke while shooting her a glare. I was a little insulted that she would act so flirty while I was on a date with him. If this is a date, it’s not like Bucky asked me out, Steve kind of forced us into this. But this would look like a date to a stranger right? Does Bucky show up here with lots of girls?
“Same for me and also the nachos” he replied while still scanning the menu.
The waitress’ smile faded from her face. “Alright I’ll be back to take the rest of your order in just a moment.”
I looked around the restaurant after I had decided on what to eat. I pretty much always ordered chicken strips no matter where I went. It seemed childish but I felt it was the only thing no place could possibly get wrong. As I looked around I noticed there wasn’t too many couples around. Mostly just men with their friends. Did Bucky ever come here with Steve?
“Hey Bucky? Have you ever been here with Steve?”
He looked up from his menu with his usual smile and his bright blue eyes. God whenever I seen his face my heart skipped a beat. If I wasn’t always breaking eye contact with him I bet my face would be as red as a tomato. “Nah never. Steve’s convinced if he goes out to a place like this he’ll get noticed. I don’t have to worry much as long as I keep the metal covered up.”
“Oh, do you ever bring any girls here?” I asked timidly while looking away.
He let out a small laugh and said. “Girls? No way. What girl is crazy enough to go out with an ex assassin with a metal arm?”
“Hey I’m a girl and you brought me here!” I reminded him.
The smile faded from his face and he leaned back on his side of the booth. “It’s different. Steve handed you tickets and asked you to babysit me. If it wasn’t for that you and I wouldn’t be sitting here right now. This wasn’t by choice.”
If I wasn’t biting my tongue I’d be crying. “I have to go to the bathroom” I muttered out quickly while darting to the sign that read “Ladies”. I ran in and locked myself in the first empty stall. I let out a few tears while trying to think of a way to get out of this situation. I must have been in there for a good few minutes. He clearly didn’t want to be here with me. I was just some stupid girl he got stuck with for a night. I exited the stall and walked towards the mirror on the wall. I looked at my pathetic reflection and soaked up my tear trails with tissue. I walked out of the bathroom and glanced at our table. There was the waitress staring down at Bucky. I stared at them for a moment before walking back to the table. He gazed at her while she stood leaned over him. I wish he would look at me that way. She looked back and seen me coming and walked away again. I sat down and couldn’t find the words I wanted to say. Did I even want to say anything? The few awkward seconds I spent looking down passed and he finally broke the silence.
“You okay doll?” he looked at me with a concerned expression.
I just shook my head in reply while grabbing my drink to take a sip.
“Did I do something to upset you Y/N?”
“No. I’m fine. It’s fine.” I said while still avoiding eye contact.
“It’s clearly not. What did I do?
“Nothing”
“Y/N look at me”
I raised my head at his request. I timidly stared back into his crystal blue eyes.
“Y/N whatever I did. I’m sorry, but I can’t make up for it unless you tell me what I did.”
I took a deep breath and broke eye contact again. “You said you didn’t want to be here with me.”
“What? I didn’t say that?”
“Yeah you did. You said you weren’t here by choice.”
Bucky leaned back and ran his hands through his hair while letting out a breath and then leaned forward once more. “Y/N I didn’t mean it like that at all. I meant YOU wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for Steve. I thought you understood what I meant.”
Seconds later the waitress reappeared with the nachos Bucky had ordered as a starter. “Here’s your nachos sir.”
“Our nachos, thanks” Bucky replied.
She turned away and I didn’t know what to do. I made everything awkward over a misunderstanding.
“Bucky I’m sorry.”
“No I’m sorry. I’m an idiot I shouldn’t have even said anything.”
“No trust me it’s my fault.”
“Hey, no blame game okay? You still gotta try these nachos.” He said while taking a bite.
-
We exited the restaurant. I still felt sick over how awkward I made things. Dinner went fine after the whole misunderstanding but I still felt guilty. We started walking down the street again towards the theater. “Bucky I’m so sorry. I kinda ruined the dinner.” I said while staring at the sidewalk. He stopped and grabbed my hand and turned me towards him. I looked up into his beautiful eyes once more.
He looked down at me and said “What did I say earlier? No blame game. You didn’t ruin anything okay doll?” he then leaned down and kissed my forehead. I instantly blushed hoping he didn’t notice and then he hugged me tight.
“Don’t be sorry. Lets go watch your mermaid cartoon.” He said while still holding me close.
-
During the movie he seemed pretty invested, a smile on his face and wonder in his eyes. I was pretty invested myself since I loved Disney movies but he seemed pretty invested as well. Next thing you know he had his arm around me and I had my head resting on his shoulder.
The credits rolled and Bucky clapped. “Y/N that was amazing!”
“See I told you!”
We both got up out of our seats and made our way out of the theater. Next thing I hear humming coming from behind me and then “Under the seaaa, under the seaaaa. Darling it’s betta’ down where it’s wetter take it from meeee.”
I couldn’t contain my laughter. I turned around to him smiling and he stopped singing. “You’re so cute.”
“Not as cute as you.” He said while grabbing my hand while escorting me out of the building. My heart was pounding. This night was turning out to be perfect. Sure there was a little bump but I guess nothing can be 100% perfect.
We made our way back to the Avengers tower having many conversations along the way. Mostly about all the other amazing Disney movies Bucky hasn’t seen.
Before we entered the tower he stopped me once again. “Y/N”
“Yeah?”
He then leaned down and pressed his lips against mine. I felt the rush and kissed him back while he pulled me closer. He parted away from me smiling. “I’ve been wanting to do that all night.”
“Me too” I blushed.
To my surprise he scooped my up and carried me into the tower and up to the living room floor. The elevator doors opened and there was Steve staring right at us. “I see the date went well” he smiled.
Announcement!
I’m changing this blog from a creatures fanfic blog to a general fanfic blog. I’m going to write about whatever characters i want to and right now it seems like i’ll be writing about Bucky Barnes from MCU. I should have something up in the next few days and i’ll be changing urls!
Is this blog dead?
Yes and no. I may put out a fic at some point but as of now I don't have the time or motivation to write. Maybe when the new aleks/James project is finally revealed I'll write something about them + whatever the cow mystery project is.
When reading imagines do you prefer first person or second person view? I have a way easier time writing in first but i want to write whatever way people prefer to read.
you exceeded my expectations with that imagine, I can't wait to read more of your stuff<3
Thank you so much! If you have any other prompts feel free to send them in. Eventually i’ll get around to ‘em.
how about an aleks imagine where he tries to impress the reader with his fuckboyness? you decide what happens next ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Posted!
You’re my meme boy
Aleks x Reader / 802 words / SFW
Y/N - Your name Y/FM - Your favourite movie
“how about an aleks imagine where he tries to impress the reader with his fuckboyness? you decide what happens next ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)”
I loved this prompt but struggled while writing this imagine. Maybe i’ll revisit this idea another time. Thank you to the lovely anon who requested it!
You hear your phone beep and see a text from Aleks. “Got two tickets for Y/FM tonight, want to come with me?”
“YES!!”
“Alright, I’ll be at your place in an hour.”
“Thank you Aleks!!”
He arrives late, like always. But you couldn’t complain, he was taking you to your favourite movie after all. You see him walking towards your house and you exit and lock the door behind you. “Thank you meme boooooy” you say while going in for a hug. You notice the overly strong scent of his cologne. It was nice a nice smell, but there was way too much of it. When you arrive at the theater you follow Aleks to the line.
He walks up to the till and says “Two tickets for Y/FM please”
You were confused since he told you he already had the tickets. You waited until he finished paying to ask him about it. “I thought you already had the tickets?” you say.
His face goes blank and he looks away from you. “Yeah… about that. What I meant to say was that I WOULD have two tickets.”
“Aleks, that makes absolutely no sense.”
He shuffled around awkwardly and looked a little caught off guard. Then you said “You’re really weird, you know that right?”
Aleks just smiled and said “Popcorn?”
“Yes please.”
You and Aleks walked into the auditorium and seated yourselves in one of the middle rows. The ads were playing and nobody was really paying attention. Aleks took off his jacket to reveal a white v-neck shirt. “Nice v-neck, asshole.” You say to him with a grin on your face.
“Come on the ladies love this.”
“Oh sure they do, meme boy. Whenever I see a guy in a v-neck I just swoon.” You say sarcastically.
Aleks then looked around him and proceeded to ask the lady seated next to you “Hey, you like the v-neck right?”
She then replied “Uh…sure?” and looked away.
You then started laughing while Aleks settled back into his seat with a completely blank look on his face. You leaned over and rested your head on his shoulder. “It’s okay meme boy, the v-neck isn’t that bad. You kinda pull it off actually, it’s just such a typical douchey white guy thing to wear.” You lifted your head off of his shoulder and looked at him.
“You really think I pull it off?”
“Of course, I just think you look better when you’re not trying to impress people.”
“Who said I was trying to impress anyone?”
“I guess nobody did. It’s just that you usually wear a regular t-shirt with a video game you like on it or something. Now you wear snapbacks and lots of what I would refer to ‘swag lord’ attire.”
“Swag lord?” he said with a confused yet amused face.
“Hey, you’re the one with socks that say swag on them.”
“I did it for the memes alright.”
“Sure ya did meme boy.” You said while smiling.
The lights started to dim and you both settled back comfortably and waited for the movie to start.
After the movie you both leave the theater and make your way to the car. “Want to get a bite to eat?” Aleks asks.
“Dinner and a movie? This is starting to sound like a date, meme boy.”
Aleks then started to blush and smile a little bit while standing by the car and turning to look at you. “So is that a yes?” He asks.
“Only if you tell me the truth.”
“The truth?”
You took a step towards him and said “Yeah, I mean come on, Aleks. All I could smell all night was the copious amounts of cologne you’re wearing, you lied about having tickets to MY favourite movie, and you’re wearing a v-neck. That isn’t like the Aleks I know. So tell me what’s going on.”
“I guess I was just trying to impress you” Aleks said while breaking eye contact.
“Impress me?”
“Yeah.”
You took both his hands from his sides and held them while looking him in the eyes and said “Aleks, you don’t need to wear v-necks and wear snapbacks to impress me. I like you just the way you are, you’re my meme boy.”
Aleks then stared deeply at you as he smiled. Then he said “Y/N….will you swag with me? Yolo?” You both then broke out into laughter.
“Aleks I can’t believe you just said that.”
“Come on I’m your meme boy, I had to meme it up a little. Still up for dinner?” he said while getting into the car.
“Of course, next time don’t wear so much cologne though.” You said while getting into the car as well.
“So there’s gonna be a next time?” he said leaning towards you and smiling.
“There better be.”
