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geminimoonbeamx · 5 years ago

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ooooohhhh what about #25 with chris beck? i love your writing style!!

25. Wet kisses after finding refuge from the rain.

It’s stupid, but you’d wanted this to be perfect.

A sun drenched picnic, it was supposed to be. You’d filled the wicker basket with crisp avocado chicken wraps, colorful Panzanella salad. Glazed lemon poppyseed bread that he liked from that bakery that was way too far of a drive in your opinion, but that you’d braved for today.

This supposed to be special day.

It had started out sunny and bright, a few clouds marring the blue horizon but nothing to worry about.

“But babe, the forecast says-“ he’d tried to get you to listen back at home, remote in his hand, the news playing in the background.

You’d shook it off.

Nope. It would clear up.

He’d given you the side eyes as you continued preparing the picnic basket. Wary. But biting his tongue.

You were, and always would be the most stubborn person he’d ever met. And he’d traveled through space- been to Mars.

He liked to use that line on you. A lot. Too much.

“Oh yeah, we’re there people on mars? Or did Marks potatoes rub you the wrong way?”

Brat.

But with a big, big heart. One that he could see you’d poured into this for him.

A quilted blanket in his favorite park. Pretty, this time of year. In bloom. Greens and pinks and purples, water coloring the scenery like some kind of painting.

You’d gotten the wine that you hated, but knew he loved. Made his favorite food- fuck! You’d even gone to Zoretto’s; a commute you didn’t like making just for baked goods.

You tried so hard,

But you couldn’t control the weather.

The two of you had just gotten comfortable. Wine cork popped! Pouring freely, at least for him. You’d declined with a clipped smile “I’ve got my pomegranate juice”, Chris digging into his wrap. When,

Drip. Drip. Drip.

It doesn’t even start slow- no, the angry, bruised looking storm clouds let loose all too fast. Pouring rain before you can even shove the food back into the basked.

Soggy Panzanella salad is gross- a little part of you dies.

Maybe you’re being dramatic, but you can’t help it. Chris is laughing, joking. Keeping it light. Assuring you that there was always another day, and that a picnic in the car didn’t sound so bad.

You just shoot him an icy glare. Or maybe it would be icy, if your eyes weren’t filling with tears.

“Awe, honey-“

You cut him off, hand in the air as you buck up the basket and he foots the wine and blanket. You’re tracking back to the car through the wet slushy grass, your sundress clinging to every curve, lump and bump as you stomp through the rain.

“I don’t get why you’re so upset?” Chris hollers from behind you, a boom of thunder almost drowning him out.

“I’m not upset!” But you screech it, and your almost crying.

And you’re clearly upset.

His Mercedes is in view now, a steely beacon. A way to get the fuck out of here. Go home. Bury yourself under the blankets...

You have short legs but you make it there in record time, the click of the automatic lock fills your ears and you open the rear door, throwing the picnic basket into the back seat. These a commotion under the lid but fuck it. It’s all ruined anyway.

“Hey” Chris puts the blanket away much gentler, then comes to your side. His gray green eyes searching; wide and open and expressive.

“Hey” you huff back at him “let’s get going, I’m soaked”

“It’s beautiful out, though. This is your favorite kind of weather- summer storms” he points out, his hands coming up to cup your bare arms.

Not when it’s ruining your plans.

Not when this was supposed to be perfect.

His hands slip up, from cupping your arms to cupping your face. Your wet hair tangled in his long fingers.

“What’s wrong? You’ve been off for the past few weeks. I know they say that there’s an adjustment period, you know? I was gone for so long, I know that and I’m sorry...but I thought we were over it. It’s been four months-“

“I’m pregnant” you blurt it out because you’ve always had the worst timing and of course you don’t have the decency to wait until the two of you are home. Or even in the car.

There’s a very still moment. Where there’s nothing but the two of you and the pitter-patter of the rain. The wind of the storm- a crack of lightning illuminating the dark sky.

And Chris’ smiling face. All teeth. He might be crying, but tear drops and rain drops really do look the same.

“A baby?” He chokes. Because it’s been a hard road and the two of you had wanted this for so long.

You just nod, frantic. Clutching at his shirt “A baby” it comes out, bubbles in a near hysteric laugh. He barks one of his own.

And then there’s the two of you, laughing in the rain. Holding each other. When he presses his lips to yours; eager and happy, wet and emotional you can’t help the sob that escapes you, right into his mouth.

“Yes, a baby. Now get me out of this rain, my hair!”

I LOVE Chris Beck man. Ugh. My heart. I can’t ever help but write fluff for him. Sweet space boi.

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spidey-babe-parker · 5 years ago

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See the Sun

Chapter 2: My Birthday Girl

Featuring: Dr. Chris Beck x Plus Size Reader

Warnings: drinking, fluff and angst

Summary: it (y/n) birthday and it’s luckily the day you get to video chat with Chris.

AN: my life has been so crazy this summer. Sorry for the delay on posting this.

Chris had been gone for two months and even though she tried not to think about him all the time he seemed to always been in the back of her mind.

She woke up in the morning at sunrise because it was one of the days she got to video chat with Chris. She was starting to feel like every moment of her life was leading up to these video chats. She kept telling herself that couldn’t fall in love with him, that they were just friends but it hard to tell your heart something when it seems to be already wanting to make up its mind.

She sat on her computer staring at the screen waiting for the call to go through. She couldn’t wait to see his bright eyes and crooked smile. The laptop rang for a moment before Chris’ beautiful face popped on the screen. His eyes were as bright as she remembered and his smile made her melt suddenly.

“Good morning,” he rasped.

“Morning,” she couldn’t help the huge smile on her face.

“What have you been up to since we last talked?” he asked as he messed with the collar of his navy NASA sweater.

“I would say same old same, but Lola’s birthday was yesterday so I got to take care of a bunch of drunk friends in a bar,” she thought back to the night before when she went out with her best friend and bunch of their other girl friends.

His eyes brows knit together as he gave her a crooked smile, “did you drink?”

She shook her head, “someone had to be dd and take care of all their drunk asses.”

He let out a soft laugh he knew that she rarely drank she was always the responsible one that would look after everyone and make sure they got home safe.

“You know you’re the total mom friend right?” he laughed lightly.

She nodded her head well aware that she was the mom friend. She had been like that since she was a little kid. She was the one that would look after all her cousins at any family event, and the person all the neighbors would hire to babysit.

“I have been like that since I was a child,” she laughed.

“I love your laugh,” he sighed lightly. He regretted the words the as soon as they left his mouth though. He was trying his hardest to keep this friendship innocent, but it was so hard when he cared for her so much.

Capturing her bottom lip between her teeth she stared into his pool blue eyes even the computer screen couldn’t hide how bright they were

“How’s space so far?” she asked causing him to smile.

“It’s still big and covered in stars,” his little dad joke caused her to laugh softly.

“You’re such a dork.”

He shrugged his shoulder and smiled, “so what do you have planned this week?”

“I have a big work party in two days that falls on my birthday that I’m trying to convince Lola to be my date to.” She wished that Chris was home so he could be her date. She hated the fact she had to bug her best friend to go with her.

“Why don’t you ask someone to be your date?” he hated the fact that he had to try to push the girl of his dreams to try and put herself out there to date someone else.

“I can’t think of anyone else I would want to ask,” she sighed. She hated when he would do this. She knew this was his way of trying to make sure she didn’t wait around for him.

“There’s nobody?” he said as he pushed his fingers through his hair.

She shook her head and swallows.

“(Y/N)…” he hesitated because he wasn’t even exactly sure what he should say to her.

“Yeah Beck?” she leaned forward and rested her elbow on the table.

“This is hard,” he said softly. He wasn’t even sure what made him think that this could possibly be easy. He didn’t know what made him think that he could possibly just push aside his feeling he had for her.

“It’s extremely hard,” she whispered.

“What do you want for your birthday?” he asked changing the subject.

She smiled at the fact that he remembered her birthday was this week, “I don’t need anything.”

He shook his head, “I have to get you something.”

She knit her eyebrows together, “how would you get me something when you’re way out in space?”

“You underestimate my abilities,” he said with a soft laugh.

“I don’t need anything I enjoy being able to talk to you.”

“I don’t like that answer,” he bit his bottom lip holding back a laugh.

“I don’t know what to tell you then mister,” she laughed.

“Hey Beck,” someone called from behind Chris.

Her heart sank a little know that meant that this was going to be the end of their call for two weeks.

“One second Martinez,” he looked over his shoulder and said. Looking back at the screen he found (Y/N) looking at him with sad eyes. “I don’t want to say goodbye, but.”

“You have space stuff you have to do,” she said softly.

He nodded his head, “next time we talk you’ll be another year older.”

The side of her mouth lifted into a small smile, “yep.”

“I know I shouldn’t say this, but I miss you a lot.”

“I miss you too Beck.”

“I’ll talk to you in two weeks doll,” he sighed not ready to hang up.

“Okay goodbye Beck,” she sighed as her eyes started to brim with tears. She didn’t think should ever make it through a video chat without crying.

“Bye (y/n),” he gave her one last smile before the screen went black in front of her.

She shook her head and pushed back the tears that were threatening to fall. She knew this wouldn’t be easy, but she didn’t expect it to be this hard.

A heavy sigh passed her lips as she stood up from the table. She loved talking to Chris whenever she got a chance, but always saying goodbye to him made her so sad. She didn’t understand how she managed to meet the perfect man at the worst time possible.

Glancing at the clock by the table she knew she needed to start getting ready for work. She pulled herself off to her room to start getting ready. Walking over to her closet she picked out something wear. As she put her clothes on, she couldn’t help but think about Beck like she always did.

- -

A few days later

Coming home work, she didn’t expect to see a note on her door. Picking it up she couldn’t help but smile to see it was from Chris.

Happy birthday I wish I could be there to celebrate with you.

Ps. I owe Lola big time.

Always, Beck

She smiled as she picked up the note and stared at it for a long moment before opening the front door. Walking inside her eyes grew wide at the sight of a huge bouquet of yellow roses. There was a slight sting in her chest at yellow roses being the color of friendship, but she couldn’t help but smile at the fact that he went out of his way to have Lola to get two dozen rose in her apartment while she was at work. She bit her lip as she smiled staring at them. Reaching into their pocket she pulled out her phone and texted Lola.

Thank you for helping out Beck.

Sitting her phone down on the counter she walked over and picked up a rose and stared at it for moment. She thought to herself how did she literally manage to find the most perfect guy literally imaginable, at the worst time.

Her phone dinged and she picked it up see a text from Lola.

Lola

That guy is a damn good guy. He made me promise to take you out to the work party tonight and to make sure you actually drink.

She smiled at her text and shook her head.

I feel like I have a lot of emotions today and honestly need to drink them away.

Her phone dinged thirty seconds later with another text.

Lola: Dress slutty I’ll be home by six.

She couldn’t help but roll her eyes at Lola’s text. Lola really liked Chris but she agreed with him (Y/N) shouldn’t sit around and wait for him for over a year. She had been friends with (Y/N) since college and knew about her plans to hopefully have a family and start the white picked fence dream by the time she was thirty. She knew as well as Chris that he was throwing a wrench in her plans. She knew how happy he made her best friend, but she also knew that (y/n) shouldn’t sit around and wait for a guy she spent one whirlwind week with. She thought she was insane when she threw all she had into those nine days she spent with him. She knew that their relationship had most likely one out come and that was heart break for Stella. Lola had watched her get her heart smashed back in college junior year. She wasn’t sure (Y/N) would ever trust men again after what the asshole Blaine did to her. Lola and (Y/N) met freshman year of college when they were roommates and became best friends immediately. They even lived together now.

- -

Walking into the her work party she looked around to see that a lot of her coworkers were already pretty tipsy. Lola laced her fingers with her best friends and led her straight towards the bar.

“So, your space man told me tonight you were the one getting drunk,” Lola smiled leaning against the bar.

“We both know I’m terrible at drinking. You lived with me in college you know this first hand,” she wasn’t looking forward to drinking whatever he best friend picked out for her.

Lola leaned against the bar and flirted with the bartender and order herself a drink and (Y/N) a drink. It only took a moment before the bartender sat a shot glass in front of her and a tall glass that looked like it was mostly vodka with a splash of cranberry juice.

“Happy birthday,” Lola said with a huge smile on her face.

She picked up the shot glass and stared at the clear liquid wide eyed. She saw the hangover coming before she had even taken a drink of clear liquid. She brought the shot to her lips and tossed it back and cringed as the liquid slid down her throat.

“Another one please,” Lola said to the bartender before she could even set the shot glass down on the table.

Lola was definitely planning on getting her best friend drunk and at this rate it wasn’t going to take much. Another shot was sat in front of her and she glared at her best friend for a moment before she took the shot. She shook her head as liquid slid down her throat.

Lola sipped on her own drink with a smirk on her face.

“You better take care of my drunk ass tonight,” she complained before taking a sip of her vodka with a splash of cranberry.

“Oh, believe I’ll hold your hair while you puke your guts out,” she said before taking another drink of her vodka and cranberry. “The quicker you drink that the quicker we can get out there and dance. Maybe we can find you one of your cute coworkers to take you home tonight.”

Stella rolled her eyes and shook her head, “we both know that’s not happening.”

Lola sighed they had had this conversation over and over again, “Don’t let him stop you from living your life.”

She closed her eyes for a long moment she hated having this conversation with Lola. She exhaled, “he’s not stopping me from doing anything. I’m not closing my heart off.”

Lola shook her head, “we both know damn well that’s utter bullshit, and so does Chris.”

“Can we please not have this conversation right now. I already had it with Beck the other day, and I promise I’m not completely closed off. I can’t help it that I care about someone who is literally a million miles away. If someone was to actually ask me out though I wouldn’t say no to going on a date.”

Knitting her eyebrows together Lola stared at her, “you promise me that would actually give another man a real chance?”

“Yes, I would give another man a chance,” she sighed. “Can we now finish these drinks and go dance?”

Lola smiled before chugging the rest of her drink. (Y/N) quickly drank her own extremely strong drink. Lola sat her glass down on the bar and reached down and laced her fingers with (Y/N)’s and led her off to the dance floor where some of her coworkers who were her friends were dancing. They all took turns hugging her and wishing her happy birthday. It didn’t take long before the group of girls were dancing and having a blast. Lola snuck off to get her best friend another shot. She didn’t want to take knowing that her already tipsy state was walking the very fine line between drunk and tipsy. She took the shot and got cheers from her friends.

They danced as a group for what felt like hours. It didn’t take long for her wobbly self to walk over to the bar attempting to get water. Leaning against the bar a man walked over that worked with her. He was one of the few guys that worked with her that she actually found attractive.

“Happy birthday,” he said leaning against the counter giving her a smirk.

“Thank you, Dan,” she slurred.

“I don’t think I have ever told you this but you look really good,” his chocolate eyes traveled down her very curvy body. Her cheeks flushed pink as she realized he was checking her out.

“Thank you…” she wasn’t what else she could say to him. She was attempting to not close herself off but she didn’t like the idea of flirting with anyone who wasn’t Chris.

“Did you maybe want to dance?” he asked as he rested his hand on her arm.

“I kind of have a boyfriend,” it wasn’t the truth. Technically according to Chris, they were only friends, and him and Lola would both be pissed if they found out she was turning down a chance to dance with someone she found attractive.

“Oh, my bad. Who is your boyfriend?” he pulled his hand off of her.

“His name is Chris Beck and he’s an astronaut,” she sighed.

“The Doctor Chris Beck?” he asked shocked.

“Yep that’s him,” she bit her bottom lip suddenly wanting to disappear.

“Well that’s cool, well if you guys don’t work out maybe we could hang out sometime,” he said before walking away.

She ran her fingers through her curled hair and let out a heavy sigh. She leaned over the bar and got the bartender who was flirting with Lola to pour her one last shot.

That last shot was the nail in the coffin. Lola walked her drunk ass out of the bar and held her hand and led her through their apartment.

Lola helped her get dressed for bed and brought her a makeup wipe so she could clean her face. Lola tucked the birthday girl in and then headed off to her own room.

She laid in bed for a few moments before she reached over to her nightstand was and grabbed her laptop.

Opening her emails, she found an email from Chris with subject as “Happy Birthday”. She clicked on the email and suddenly wanted to cry as she read his sweet words.

My birthday girl,

I wish that I was able to send you more then flowers and a few notes for your birthday. I’m up here in space while hopefully Lola is taking you out for your birthday and making sure for once you aren’t sober one taking care of your drunk friends. I’m assuming that by the time you actually read this email it won’t be your birthday anymore, but I wanted to be more then I was able to say in my small note with your flowers I sent you.

I have so many things I want to say to you, but I can’t bring myself to say to you. I don’t think I have ever thought about anyone more then I think about you. Even surrounded by a million stars I can’t help think about how they’ll never compare to the way your freckled kissed skin looks as the morning light shines through the curtains.

Even after reading this I need you to still keep your heart open.

Always, Beck

Her eyes brimmed with tears as even in her drunken state she read his email over and over again. Even when he makes little confessions, he’s attempting to be selfless by telling her not to close herself off.

She knew in her drunken state she shouldn’t respond to his email, but she felt like she had a lot of things she needed to say to him.

Beck,

I don’t think I can even put into words how much I miss you, and your touch. I try to tell myself often that I shouldn’t think about you but I always do. Seeing the flowers, you sent me for my birthday honestly made my day. You’ll be happy to know that Lola took me out tonight and got me very drunk. I can already feel the hangover coming on. Tonight, some guy I worked with asked me to dance and I couldn’t bring myself to say yes to him. Please don’t be mad but I can’t picture myself being held by another man when the only one I think about is you. I know I’m probably drunkenly rambling and that when you read this it will make no sense. I guess I just wish that I could actually see you and talk to you more. I wish that I could have actually spent my birthday with you.

Love, (Y/N).

She closed her laptop and soon fell asleep.

The bright light shining through the curtains woke her up and was greeted with a pounding headache that was reminder of all she had drank the night before. She groaned as she rubbed her eyes. Her eyes grew wide as she remembered that she drunkenly emailed Chris.

Grabbing her laptop she quickly opened it and turned it on and got suddenly nervous when she saw she had another email from Chris.

Star Girl,

I can tell we are both left wanting to say a lot of things that we shouldn’t say out loud. I wanted nothing more in the universe then to have been able to actually spend your birthday with you. I’m glad Lola took you out and made sure for once you weren’t the sober friend. I hope you aren’t too hungover today.

I’m not mad at you for not dancing with the guy you work with, but I want you to actually give people a chance to get to know the amazing girl I know. I can’t be selfish and expect you to just be mine. Oh and I find your drunken rambling cute just so you know.

I agree with you I want nothing more then to actually talk to you more and to be able to see you. I look forward to our video chats every other week.

Always, Beck.

She sighed as she read his email a few times, she wished that he would just ask her to wait for him because honestly, she was pretty sure she was waiting for him. She didn’t think it was possible to share the same feeling she had for another man that had for Dr. Chris Beck.

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peacefulwriter88 · 5 years ago

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One Man Show

A Gemini Flanagan One Shot

Nick “Gemini” Flangan x Reader

Warnings: Angst (fun banter), sexual innuedos, stripping, nothing crazy

Banner made by @peacefulwriter88

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You didn’t want to be here.

The townhome that you and your roommate had decided to crash for what you thought was going to be drinks with a few close friends had turned into a full blown house party and it was burning up. You automatically regret wearing the leather clad leggings you had squirmed your ass into, the low and loose v-neck white lace and silk tank top that you had paired with heels. It was hot as hell with all the extra body heat and it causes sweat beads to build up across your arm and roll down into the intimate crevices of your body.

Your best friend Gen was pushing her way through the crowded room, two red solo cups she had picked up the minute you had both walked in still full and balanced as you both elbowed your way out to the balcony.

There are less people out here, practically abandoned and it allows you both to drink in the scenery of your small college town. Chris and his roommate lived on the third floor of the townhome complex, which provided a great view of the busy street below them, of the night stars and other shenanigans that happened on a college campus.

“Geezus I thought Beck was throwing a ‘small, intimate affair’” you breathe out, grabbing your cup of ale and taking a large sip out of it. Gen shakes her head as she takes a large gulp of her beer.

“You know Beck. He tells one person, who tells another, who tells another ....”

You roll your eyes. Gen and your childhood best friend Chris Beck had discovered their male and female attraction towards each other and the whole exchange had become them ickily defending the other.

“Right. Despite his annoying sense of inviting everyone to everything all the got damn time.”

“You’re just jealous.” Gen teases, taking a sip of her drink and you roll your eyes.

“Puhlease. Of you and Beck? I’d sooner get blasted into space then be the envy of his affections.”

Gen starts to say something before she pauses and she turns out towards College Ave, taking one last sip before letting out, “Speaking of affections- you’re little fuck friend spotted you.”

Your eyes snap out through the glass balcony doors, surveying the group of co-eds who were dancing in the jammed space of the apartment. It doesn’t take long for you to find the lean frame of Nick Flanigan.

Nick was the kind of guy who felt like an enigma because of his boy next door personality that mingled deeply with a bro like deposition. It couldn’t be helped - not with his genetics. He had a tall frame that was lean and muscular that you knew up close and personal - ocean blue eyes that were kind and playful and paired with dark, sandy hair it was easy to pick him out from the crowded room.

He was also one of the kindest people you knew. Despite being known for his playboy tendencies (he was hyper focused on his education but was a notorious flirt) he was kind to every girl he hooked up with; the kind of guy who listened to girls cry to him drunkenly at 3 am and gave nothing but comfort & apologies.

Which is why you didn’t believe Gen or Chris that Nick had a big, fat crush on you that was amplified after hooking up drunk three weeks ago.

It was also the same reason why you had avoided him during that time.

Except you couldn’t avoid his eyes as they duplicated yours in surveying the room and drinking in the crowd, half bored - half amused.

When they land on yours he pauses, a small smile forming on his plump lips as he raises his drink and waves.

You try to fight the urge to wave back but you feel your stupid fucking hand lifting, giving a semi similar awkward wave back.

“You talk to him since you randomly hooked up a few weeks back.” Gen has turned around, taking another large sip of her beer and smirking as she watches the exchange and you shake your head as you turn away, moving to the balcony rails and looking out into the distance. It was a warm spring night, the kind where young college shenanigans brewed deep in the night.

“Nooooooppppppeee.” you pop the p, loud and clear and Gen giggles into her cup as she murmurs,

“Well pony up because your dude is coming our way.”

You snap your head around, drinking in the way Nick awkwardly dances through the crowd with two large solo cups in hand. Chris, his roommate and good friend notices the shift in Nick’s deposition as he tries to quickly cross the room and he smiles to himself, shaking his head.

To be a prisoner to love was to be a prisoner to self.

He had been stuck hearing his roommate bitch and moan about you for three weeks - how could one guy who had literally been voted the hottest guy on campus who had every girl falling at his feet be such a pussy willow when it came to one of his closest childhood friends?

He’d never know and he blamed it all on the imputable equation that was the heart.

Nick makes its there in expert time, a smug smile on his face as he crosses the threshold, slightly out of breath,

“Hey Y/N. When did you get here?”

You shrug, tipping back the rest of your drink and shrugging,

“Just a few minutes ago.”

“Ah. Glad you could make it…..and sorry it's turned into this huge thing. Chris really wanted it to be small but you know how it goes when your the party guy on campus - one person finds out and it all goes up in flames.” he hands over the extra red solo cup to you and you take it graciously, surprised to find that instead of the cheap ale that you had just been sipping on its filled with Corona.

“It's from my special stash.” he winks at you and Gen punches his arm, shaking her head,

“What am I - chopped liver? Hello Nicholas.”

Nick rolls his eyes but still smiles down at Gen as he leans over and gives her a quick squeeze, eyes flitting back to you,

“Hey Gen. How are you?”

“Great. Wish you’d bought me a beer like you did my roomie.”

You roll your eyes, Gen was always fishing for attention if it wasn’t given to her and you lift the red solo cup,

“Thanks for this. Might’ve ditched if I would've been forced to drink more keystone.”

“You are such a debbie downer.”

You all shift your eyes to the door that Chris is leaning and smiling ruefully against.

“You invite the whole damn campus Beck?” Gen walks toward him, not ashamed to place a kiss on his lips. Despite knowing their attraction to each other you still couldn’t move past it…...you still didn’t understand how one idiot could handle being with another idiot.

Love - the quadratic equation that had no founding answer.

“Nooooooo I invited twenty people and they invited people who invited people. I can’t help it that I’m popular.”

You roll your eyes as you lean on the balcony and Chris moves past Gen, bringing out the blunt that he had been working on inside and lifting it, the same rue smile on his lips,

“Want to share?”

“Gawd Beck really? Already?” Nick chuckles lowly, shifting next to you.

Nick wasn’t necessarily against puffing up, but when he was trying to impress the girl he had a crush on getting high and making a fool of himself was at the bottom of his list.

“C’mon don’t be a downer.” Chris says, pulling out a lighter and moving towards where you stand, Gen hot on his heels.

“We would love to get high Beck. You always have the best weed.” Gen is eager, falls easily into his side as he wraps an arm around her hips, dragging her closer as he takes a deep drag of the joint. He releases it in the air, falling easily into Gen’s side.

“Agreed. It's been a helluva week.” you snatch the weed from Chris hands, taking a deep puff and allowing the smoke to fill your lungs.

“How come?” you had forgotten about Nick, about how close he had been standing next to you as he laces his hand through yours as he takes the joint from your fingers.

“Lots of fucking quizzes and fucking biochemistry.” you mutter and Chris laughs, his eyes averting to the loud yelling coming from inside.

“Aww shit, someone found the beer pong table.” He mutters and Gens eyes light up.

“Oooo, lets gooo.” Gen pulls away from Chris, attention already averted and Chris sighs because he already foresees the night he is going to have.

“Guess we’re going in. You kids care to join?”

You roll your eyes - Chris could be so fucking annoying sometimes - and you shake your head as you flicker your eyes over at Nick.

“No, that's a hard pass for me.”

Chris looks over at Nick, already knowing the answer.

“Yeah - me too.”

“All right…” Chris says, shutting the balcony doors and leaving the two of you alone.

You both drink in the silence of the night; of cars driving by and the other patrons on the street laughing as they allow the semi early night to set in for themselves. It was darker out here, minus the small balcony light and it made you feel safe standing alongside nick.

“.....you wanna get away from all of this?”

The thought comes from Nick as he leans on the rail like you had earlier, his eyes focused ahead. You watch him thoughtfully, how his trained eyes glimmer a dark indigo in this light, half hooded from the cannabis and you bite your lip, looking back at the party.

The only real reason you had come was for him - he was sure to know that as much as you did even though parts of you kept denying it and you nod as you take one last drag of the joint.

Chris Beck could be annoying as fuck but he did roll the best joints.

“Yeah,” you huff out into the cool spring air. “Yeah I do.”

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The escape comes in the form of Nick’s room. You hadn’t ever been inside the four walls - he had hooked up at your place and done the walk of shame the next morning so you’re both equal parts intrigued and anxious to be caged in a room with him.

Nick locks the door behind him - he had really hoped that he could get you to go somewhere else alone but he also knew that it was a miracle you had showed up at the party in the first place. You had done an effective three weeks of avoiding him - he had to give you that - and he wanted to bank on any time he could get with you one on one.

He watches as you walk around the room, drinking in the space. The walls were framed with professional photos of space engines and ships - you knew he wanted to become an engineer for NASA but you didn’t take him seriously, not with his jock like demeanor - a poster of a British theatrical production of Othello, another one of Apollo 13.

He has pictures of his family - there is one in particular with him and what looks like another brother and sister all smiling goofily into the camera from Disneyworld that makes you smile to yourself. There are more pictures of him with family, friends and you smile as you turn to him as he looks at you from the safety of his bed.

“You’re room…..isn’t what I was expecting.”

“What were you expecting? He asks and you shrug as you turn back at his desk, neat and organized - a tall bookshelf full of both school books and those of pleasure. You capture a few fantasy books and make a mental note to ask him about that as you answer,

“I don't know. Pictures of hot girls and a bong and just a big mess I guess.”

You move over toward his stereo - correction record player and start shifting through his vinyl. Yeah - definitely not what you were expecting. Between the Red Hot Chili Peppers and 2Pac albums he also had Phantogram and Lana del Rey and a fresh vinyl of Ginune’s Pony was currently in the player.

Did you ever know who Nick was?

“I hate messes. Makes me anxious.” he says, moving off his bed to open a window. He still has the joint, finds a lighter off his desk and lights it - takes a deep drag. He doesn’t know why he’s so nervous - perhaps because he wanted more than just a one night stand. Perhaps because he couldn’t get you out of his head for weeks - wanted to get to know more of you - and he didn't know what to make of that.

Nick was known for not settling.

With you, though, he felt butterflies.

“Oh. my. God.” your voice is low and incredulous - its sexy - and he turns around in time to see you pulling out the 4x6 he had sworn to himself was hidden under piles of books.

Instead, a nice thick stack was staring at him. On the card was him, in boxers dragged real low, an exposed torso as he looks seductively into the camera lens. At the bottom of the card read “Gemini Flanigan”.

You pick up the card, eyebrows raised as you ask,

“Gemini Flanigan?”

Oh fuck. Oh fuck, oh fuck - this was the last thing he wanted to explain tonight. But here he was in a pickle because he couldn’t deny that it was him - couldn’t deny that it was his eyes staring back at him and he shakes his head.

What does one say when the girl they like finds their deepest secret - that only their roommate knew about.

“Geminin Flanigan to join our Magic Hour lineup, exclusively this Saturday ……” your voice fades as you clear your throat. He knows what you’re going to ask next so he blurts it out,

“I’m a male dancer. It's my job….you know…..helps pay for things.”

“You’re a male dancer?” you repeat and he nods, grabbing the cards - and stacks - and ditching them into a drawer in his desk.

“Yeah. I…...well like I dance for ladies. Usually old cougars who tip well on the weekends. It's a good gig - I make good money and it helps to pay off my tuition, other bills. Helps my parents out you know - they couldn't afford to send me to college. I have three other siblings…..” he’s rambling, he knows, but he can’t help it - he’s so fucking embarassed.

How, how did he mistake where those fucking cards were.

He’s so distracted he misses the way that you walk up to him, placing a tender hand on his lips as you whisper,

“Hey, it's okay. I get it. We all are trying to make it.”

He looks down at you, looks down at the way your hand has softly rested on his left pectoral, the other still lightly pressing on his lips and you clear your throat, pull away as you walk toward the bed. You bite your lip, dip your head to the side as you whisper,

“But I require a small fee if you expect me not to share your dirty little secret.”

Nick takes a deep breath swallowing as he watches you cross your legs, right eyebrow raised in expectancy.

Somehow he knew this small fee would be nothing but.

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You don’t know how you get yourself into these messes. You don’t even understand why you boldly whispered out the words but they had slipped out

‘I won’t tell your dirty little secret if you give me a show. Tell me - what does Geminin Flanigan have in store for his 40 year old ladies.’

Perhaps it was because you didn’t know when to shut up. Or perhaps the universe hated you.

Yeah that was it. The universe was getting back to you.

You didn’t care. In fact, you were grateful for the universe. And for Chris Beck. Stupid Chris Beck has finally come through to make up for all of the bullshit he’s put you through.

Nick “Gemini” Flanagan, your best friends roommate and the keeper of your heart had two pairs of jean clad thighs on each side of your body, his six packed torso disguised by a wife beater he had right in your face as his hands planted themselves on each side of your body.

You try to focus on your senses - on the way the smell of his cologne tickled your nostrils - ignited with the crisp smell of bergamot and musk, basil and something clean that caused your skin to outbreak in goosebumps.

He’s watching you with the same intense look he had weeks ago - ocean blue eyes blown now to a dangerous shade of indigo just on the precipice of black in the small light as his legs widen, his hands gripping your sides. He slides lower until his face is between your legs and he widens them, causing you to gasp suddenly before he takes a large sniff before pulling away from you.

He’s moving faster now, controlled and rhythmic and you’re bought into the spell - when did Nick know how to dance? - before he’s doing an acrobatic black flip in the tight space perfectly falling on top of your crotch, causing your laughter to mingle with the sounds of R&B from the 90’s vinyl record he had put on, a sharp contrast to the house music that was playing right outside your door.

He grinds into your center, you try not to focus on how his erection bites into - the taut muscles of his ass that was dancing before your eyes before he moves up onto your lap with a final two grinds.

He kicks off you easily, turning and giving you dark, sultry eyes as he takes off the remains of his shirt, throwing it over his head walking to you slowly.

Sleuthly.

Panther like.

Before you can blink he’s grabbed your hips and you fall forward as he falls backwards perfectly, your hips falling perfectly on top of his manhood and he grinds hard into you before he's rolling you onto your stomach, his hands coming around your neck as he moves his hips rhythmically into your ass and you can’t help the groan that escapes on a particular thrust.

He smacks your ass as he pulls you back - at this point you’ve just embraced the knowledge that you are going to be a ragdoll in this man’s arms.

Never too old to experience firsts.

He's pulled you both into his lap where he takes slow thrusts, his hands finding your breast and kneading them slowly, causing your head to fall back onto his shoulder, an unabashed groan escaping as his hips continue to slowly thrust into your back side. Your leather clad legs are soaked, the silk white shirt sweated through at this point as his lips find your pulse point and whisper,

“That's premium material I just gave you…..how do you expect to pay me back?”

Nick Flanagan - the guy who was built like a Hollywood model being dominate was not what you were used to. You were used to shy, humble Nick who could barely look in your eye despite his playboy reputation, a small blush always hitting his cheeks and you moan as you grind into him, turning your head.

“I can think of some ways.”

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hardlyinteresting · 5 years ago

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Newest MASTERLIST

Master List

* = Author favourite

Oneshots

Gone With the Wind 1940s AU, The daughter of Bucky’s employer wants out Spring Awakening * 1940s AU, Bucky is a changed man, Bucky falls in love through the seasons Lipstick * 1940s AU, Bucky comes home, and his bestfriend Y/N looks like a dream Depressed Wife * How would 1940s Bucky react to finding out his wife has depression? Assault How would 1940s Bucky react to finding out his wife was assaulted while he was over seas? Alcohol Firefighter!Bucky and alcohol? Therapy Dog How would Bucky feel about the reader having a therapy dog Pain How does Bucky deal with the reader being in pain Sick Bodyguard!Bucky with a sick reader 1940s Nurse Reader Bucky’s reaction to meeting his nurse Club Owner Bucky what is club owner mob!Bucky like? Anxious How does Carter Baizen deal with an anxious fiancee? Coming home Firefighter!Bucky comes home to you Happy ending 1940s bucky and plus sized reader Tattoos 40s Bucky meets the Tattooed lady at the circus Quarantine How are Bucky, Chris Beck and Carter Baizen each coping Chocolate Kisses One Shot Series

Moodboards + Playlists

Bucky x rich girl 1940s Aesthetic Chocolate Kisses Oneshot Series Aesthetic Chocolate Kisses Series Playlist

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sj-ficrecs · 3 years ago

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fic rec 15!

just a collection of what I’ve been reading and enjoying lately!

This is purely a fic rec blog, always reblogging fics I enjoy. usually Bucky x reader, sometimes Steve x reader, Chris Beck x reader, etc. So check out more I’ve reblogged on this page. :)

PREVIOUS FIC RECS HERE! // Q & A

divider by @whimsicalrogers

The Warmth of Winter by @captainsimagines dad’s best friend!Bucky x reader (holiday romance, smutty & fluffy)

“You’re home for the holidays after landing your dream job. When your dad’s old army friend stops by for the month, he makes waves immediately. Your little vacation is disrupted… for better or for worse? Nobody has to know.”

Treacherous by @scrumptious-delusion outlaw!Bucky x reader

“you’re asking yourself why he keeps coming back, he’s asking himself why you keep letting him in. it’s a treacherous slope but neither of you can turn back now.”

Looped by @softlybarnes Bucky x reader

“You are inadvertently trapped in a time loop without any memory of the last five years, including your relationship with Bucky. But Bucky would stay in the loop forever, explain everything again each day, if it meant getting to stay by your side.”

Home (part of the Sugar series) by @softlybarnes 40s Bucky x nurse!reader (happy!)

“Bucky takes Y/N to meet his mother and sister.”

If it Were Summer by @pellucid-constellations college!Bucky x reader

“You met Bucky in Italy—a summer abroad with sweet gelato and even sweeter words. You never thought you’d see him again, and you were right. Because the Bucky at this frat party, the one with the smirk and the wandering eyes, was nothing like the one you knew. That didn’t mean he wasn’t still completely in love with you.”

Undisclosed by @pellucid-constellations lumberjack!Bucky x reader

“Desperate to outrun a secret that could cost you your life, you seek refuge in a small mountain town. Its deep forests and small cabins make it the perfect place to hide, but the travel website hadn’t mentioned anything about the quiet, burly lumberjack that wouldn’t leave your thoughts. No one had warned Bucky about you either.”

In Seven Years (drabble to For the Love of the Game) by @pellucid-constellations athlete!Bucky x reader

Through a series of flashbacks and memories is your life with Bucky Barnes, in seven years time.

prompt: “your dad would fucking kill me if he heard.” by @seventven dad’s best friend!Bucky x reader

“your dad’s best friend bucky knows you have a crush on him. your parents invite him to join your family for the annual winter vacation.”

In the Embers by @foreverindreamlandd Firefighter!Bucky x Fem!Plus Size!Adopted Rogers!Reader

“Bucky Barnes. The boy next door. Your brother’s best friend. The guy you’ve been in love with for as long as you can remember. Unrequited, that is, seeing that he only thinks of you as a sister (at least, that’s what you always thought). It’s been about a decade since you’ve returned home and reunited with the boy - now man - with stunning blue eyes and a smile that still puts a million butterflies in your stomach. You never expected to come back, thinking that you’d spend the rest of your life as a famous artist in Los Angeles with your boyfriend/manager. But things change, life gets messy, and now you’re back in your childhood bedroom living with your mom and working at the townie bar to make ends meet while you try to figure out what the hell to do next. The one thing that hasn’t changed? Bucky Barnes is still the boy next door, and there’s no running from him this time.”

My Heart is Wild by @nexusnyx trainer!Bucky x reader

“Shield was built as a joint effort between Bucky and his closest friends. He and Steve, in particular, had their reasons to want a quiet life, surrounded by comfort and the company of loved ones. Even though Bucky considers himself a successful person, his friends have pressing concerns—he’s lonely, they say. Closed off. Bucky’s always hated this peer pressure to find ‘the one’, but thankfully, he now has you to talk about all these things.He couldn’t be happier about it. Talking to you about everything is a win in his eyes.”

Like Real People Do by @nexusnyx

professor!Bucky x reader (not reader’s professor tho)

“He is your opposite in many ways, but with time, Bucky proves himself to be a complement in your life rather than just a different type of vibration. Bucky is the unexpected, and in many ways, he’s everything you were working towards. He teaches you the most valuable lesson, and it works because it comes to him as easy as breathing.”

Lotus Flower Bomb by @nexusnyx musician!roommate!Bucky x reader

“The jury was still out if you believed in fate or not, but the marvelous occurrence of Bucky returning to your life had to be, without a doubt, one of the best things that happened to you. In only a few months of being your roommate, you and him bond in a way you do with very few people—so of course you have to ruin it.”

Something Domestic by @fandoms-writings ex-military amputee!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

“Needing an escape from the loud and busy city life, Bucky comes to stay with you on your little farm. He didn’t expect you, a hardworking and beautiful woman with struggles of your own, to take his breath away and make life a little less dreary.”

All You Need by @barnesafterglow publisher!Bucky x author!reader

“just after finishing college and your first novel, you meet bucky barnes - a friend of a friend, a publisher, and hopefully something more”

It All Belongs to You by @angrythingstarlight biker!Bucky x reader

“I plan on doing a lot of things to you." He says with a wicked grin, a flash of pearly white teeth sink into his bottom lip as if he's considering all those things. Bucky tilts your head back, and he leans down until his lips brush over yours. "So many things Gorgeous. Breaking your heart ain't one of them. Will never be one of them."

Main Thing, Baby by @nexusnyx college!Bucky x reader

“Bucky shows his love by cutting off the crust on your sandwiches, letting you know how pretty you are, regardless of how worn-out you look, by calling you when he’s out drunk with his friends because, or just doing your laundry ‘cause he knows the washing machine hates you.”

A Touchable Dream by @nexusnyx dad!college!Bucky x reader

“Unpredictable, unfair and unreasonable—so far in, that’s all Bucky’s known life to be. With the exception of his son, nothing has ever inspired consistency or proven to be worthwhile enough for him to fight daily to keep. Going back to University while being a single parent has more than one rough edge. He feels lost, out of place, with a constant itch under his skin”

the bogeyman and other monstrosities by @pellucid-constellations biker!Bucky x reader

“As the local biker club president, Bucky Barnes had a reputation for being tougher than nails and feared by many—he’d never be caught dead at a halloween street fair. Too bad his best girl always got what she wanted.”

convalescence by @pellucid-constellations paramedic!Bucky x reader

“Recovery is a long process; Bucky knows that better than anyone. He just really needs to get you standing before he can get down on one knee.”

message in a bottle by @marvelescape Bucky x reader

“You’ve always wanted to find the one who wrote it. You wondered what the message meant. Until you didn’t. Little did you know, the message started to make sense.”

For You by @fandoms-writings Bucky x avenger!reader

“Bucky is in love with you, but that will have to wait until after he saves you.”

(un)cool by @aphrogeneias rockstar!Bucky x journalist!reader

“in the summer of 1973, after covering the howling commandos’ concert for a night, you - a young and inexperienced music journalist - accidentally end up following the up and coming band from new york city across the country. between shows, parties, backstage nonsense, interviews and failed attempts at writing a cover story for rolling stone magazine, you end up developing a love/hate relationship with their brooding, but devilishly handsome, guitarist james “call me bucky” barnes. (based on “almost famous”)”

Don’t End Today by @subwaysurf45 college athlete!Bucky x reader

“The day that you happily upgraded you from tutor to girlfriend all because of a few nice words.”

Pretty Boy by @sinner-as-saint college!Bucky x reader

“You first noticed him in the grocery store, while you were out shopping for food. Pretty blue eyes, gorgeous hair, tall and a soft look on his pretty face. For the first time ever, you actually had to stop and stare at a man for a few seconds. Then he started popping up everywhere - on campus, at the coffee shop you worked at, in the library - always with that same soft and longing stare. One day, you finally decided to make the first move and it ends up being one of the best things you’ve done in a long time”

Don’t Wait by @likeahorribledream roommate!Bucky x reader

“Your roommate, Bucky, is madly in love with you. Everyone knows it, except for you who’s totally oblivious. Bucky’s friends keep telling him that he needs to let you know how he feels before it’s too late but he never finds the right moment, then one night you leave for a date and come back with a boyfriend.”

daisy chain by @aphrogeneias Bucky x reader, soulmate!au

“based on the prompt o for opportune outfit (soulmates will eternally color coordinate, even if they have not met one another yet, and often times have similar patterns in their clothing)”

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barnesafterglow · 3 years ago

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here is the masterlist for my 1k writing challenge! thank you so much to every who participated, this was so much fun to host <3

if you still want to participate but weren’t able to meet the deadline, please feel free to write something - just make sure you tag me and i’ll add it to the masterlist!

disclaimer: any works marked with a * are strictly 18+ !!

─ If It Were Summer by @pellucid-constellations (college!bucky x reader)

You met Bucky in Italy—a summer abroad with sweet gelato and even sweeter words. You never thought you’d see him again, and you were right. Because the Bucky at this frat party, the one with the smirk and the wandering eyes, was nothing like the one you knew. That didn’t mean he wasn’t still completely in love with you.

─ I Know Exactly Where This Leads by @frostironfudge (steve x fem!reader) *

─ delicate by @beakeoghan (bucky x avenger!reader)

Bucky’s nightmares have been disturbing him since he realized he loved you.

─ Come Morning Light by @babiebucky (steve x bucky)

─ This Feeling I've Got by @/frostironfudge (ftatws!bucky x plus size!fem!reader)

─ Daylight by @copycatkillerfics (bucky x female!reader) *

He could ruin you a million little times, and truth was, you’d let him.

─ caught up in you by @intrepidacious (college!chris beck x reader)

When Chris takes you on a nightly drive, he still has a few surprises in store for you.

─ Lingering Shadows by @foreverindreamlandd (bruce wayne x gn!reader)

You saved Batman’s life one night after finding him bleeding out in an alley by your apartment, and now Bruce can’t seem to stay away…

─ The Fast Times by @chloelucia13 (40s!bucky x 40s!reader)

Bucky’s return from the war was something you feared would never happen. However, even though he came back, it still felt like he was worlds away

─ Peonies and Guitar Strings by @fandoms-writings (rockstar!bucky x female!reader)

Growing up, you and Bucky were best friends, but growing up and following dreams can be difficult.

─ It's All In The Eyes by @writing-for-marvel (biker!bucky barnes x fem!reader)

When home becomes a person, not a place.

─ One Call Away by @elixirfromthestars (agent!bucky barnes x journalist!reader)

You’re a journalist in the late 1950s working for a gossip magazine. You write an article about the actor Steve Rogers, and his agent Bucky Barnes is not happy about it. He confronts you and offers you a deal.

─ The Joker and The Queen by @buckysbirdie (bucky x fem!reader)

Bucky finally decides to tell you the truth, about all of it.

#all’s well writing challenge #masterlist

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agent-ccarter · 4 years ago

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Masterlist (updated 16/11/20)

Requests are OPEN!! Buy me a coffee here if you’d like to! :)

🔥smut

💥angst

❤️fluff

🥺sad

*Authors Favourites!

Marvel

Tony Stark

I Can't Lose You Too (Tony Stark x Daughter!Reader) 💥❤️

Love Yourself (Tony Stark x Plus Size Reader) ❤️

Peter Parker

Work in Progress (Peter Parker x Stark)🥺

Bucky Barnes

Empty (Bucky Barnes x reader)❤️

Past (Bucky Barnes x reader) 💥❤️

Letters (Bucky Barnes x Rogers!Reader) 🥺❤️

Fell In Love With the Devil (Bucky Barnes x reader) 💥

Quentin Beck

Tricks (Quentin Beck x reader) | Part 2 💥*

Avengers

Anyway (Avengers x Stark!Reader) 🥺💥

Criminal Minds

Emily Prentiss

Memento Mori (Emily Prentiss x Fem!Reader) ❤️🥺🥺🥺

Breakfast in Bed (Emily Prentiss x reader) ❤️

Sleep (Emily Prentiss x reader)❤️

In Another Life (Emily Prentiss x reader) 🥺

Everything Has Changed | Mine (Emily prentiss x f!BAU!reader)

Spencer Reid

Intimidated (Spencer Reid x fem!reader) ❤️

Red (Spencer reid x reader) 🥺

Harry Potter

Draco Malfoy

Alone (Draco Malfoy x reader) 🥺❤️

Lies (Draco Malfoy x reader) 💥

Blood (Draco Malfoy x reader)❤️

George Weasley

I Love You (George Weasley x reader) 💥

Sirius Black

Toast (Sirius Black x reader)❤️💥*

Defence (Sirius Black x reader)❤️

Green (Sirius Black x reader)❤️

same room (series)| even if its a lie |

James Potter

Mischief (James Potter x reader)❤️

Bill Weasley

Home for Christmas (Bill Weasley x reader)❤️*

Actors

Chris Evans

Super Bowl (Chris Evans x reader)❤️

Disaster (Chris Evans x reader)❤️

Dad! Chris Evans on Vacation (head canon)

Time to Move On (Chris Evans x reader) PT1| PT2💥*

Taron Egerton

I'll Hurt You (Taron Egerton x Madden!Reader)❤️

You’re Lucky I Love You (Taron Egerton x reader)❤️

I Fucking Love You (Taron Egerton x reader)💥❤️*

Blind (Taron Egerton x reader)❤️

Birthday (Taron Egerton x reader)❤️

Taron Proposes (Headcanon)❤️

Taron Proposes at Disney world (Headcanon)❤️

Taron and you having a baby (Headcanon)❤️

Work (Taron Egerton x reader)💥

Richard Madden

Breathe (Richard Madden x reader)🥺❤️

Secrets (Richard Madden x reader)💥❤️

Baby Fever (Richard Madden x reader)❤️*

Jealous (Richard Madden x reader) | Part 2💥🥺

Jake Gyllenhaal

Jake Gyllenhaal x Actress Reader (Headcanon)❤️

Greys Anatomy

Alex Karev

Coffee (Alex Karev x reader)❤️

Derek Shepherd

Derek Shepherd (Headcanon)

Game of Thrones

Robb Stark

I am Yours and You are Mine (Robb Stark x reader)💥❤️

Get You a Bow (Robb Stark x reader)❤️

One Chicago

Otis

Please Hold On (Otis x reader)🥺❤️

Adam Ruzek

Please Take My Jacket (Adam Ruzek x reader)❤️💥

Jay Halstead

Protective (Jay Halstead x sister!reader)💥❤️

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sassy-pelican · 5 years ago

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Interrupted: Soulmate Drabble

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x plus-size-fem!Reader Premise: Sebastian gets a weekend away and comes to visit, and he has plans. Problem, Mae has other plans. Warning: Fluff, humor, language, adorably clueless dog, sexy times, smut, 18+, nsfw. A/N: I was reading a fic a day or so ago, Drabble 2 – Chris Beck by @bucky-plums-barnes, and now this. This is unedited. Masterlist | Series masterlist.

The jiggling of the lock informs both you and Mae of the welcomed intruder. He only had a couple of days with you this time, and the two of you planned on making the most of it. Maybe you would finally try out some of those toys you always say you will and then don’t.

“Hey babe!”

“Hi Seb.” You wrap your arms around his middle as he drops his bag on the floor. “I missed you.”

“I missed you too.” He whispers, the breath next to your ear tickling slightly.

You pull away a bit, enough to look him in the eyes and see the desperation there. You get it; it has been week and after almost two together, you got used it, fast. Your fingers grab his shirt and pull him closer. “Kiss me.”

“Gladly.” Without much warning – not that you needed any – he slams his lips against your own, a bruising and desperate kiss. One that you welcome with matching vigor.

Hands travel, down backs, over sides, up fronts, and into hair. The slight tug on your is almost enough to make you moan. The travel back down and not subtle grab of your ass definitely makes you moan. The grind of your hips into his makes him moan.

“Bedroom.” He breathes, the word barely audible between wet and open-mouthed kisses against your jaw.

Arms around his neck, his around your waits, one hand poised on your ass, the two of you walk into the bedroom, barely running into the door as you go. His jacket is thrown off and lands somewhere on the floor, your shirt follows as soon his arms are free. Running your hands up his torso under his still intact shirt, you trace the curves of his abs, ones he insists he needs to work on. You beg to differ, claiming they are perfect as is.

As your legs hit the bed and you collapse into it, he crawls over you, hands working on the button of your jeans, because for some reason you felt the need to put effort into him coming home. Pulling them off he trails a series of small kisses down your exposed legs, only enough to tease.

“You know,” your words come out far breathier than you like, “every time we see each other, we seem to fall into bed.”

He smiles up at you, head far too close to your clothed core to being doing nothing. “Do you want me to stop?” The smirk on his lips is enough for you to let out an indignant laugh.

“Hell no.”

“Good.” Seconds later, his lips are sucking on the cloth covering your clit, and the laugh turns into a wanton moan.

He doesn’t linger, instead only giving you enough for you know he was there. Lips trail up your stomach, and over the cups of your bra and then to your neck and finally to your lips again. The delicious trail burning your skin.

“How fond are you of this lingerie?” He asks. You scoff at the look in his eyes.

“Very, Seb, very.” Leaning up and giving him a peck, you unclasp your bra, your expensive bra and throw it across the room.

He groans, still not used to the sight of your tits, one of his favorite things to tease. Large and surprisingly soft hands move from your hips to your breasts, thumbing over your now hardened nipples. You feel the stubble on his face before you feel his lips wrap around one, and as he begins his delicious and torturous pace of sucking and twisting and scraping you throw your head back.

“Sebastian.” The sound of his must do something because you get a pinch and a hard suck immediately after, and you love it.

He switches and brings his hand down to slip inside your panties, circling the previously abandoned clit. One small tug and your hips are bucking into his hand while he smiles around the sensitive peak of your breast. The same hand play with your nub begins to slip up and down your slit, dipping in ever so slightly each time. Teasing, but nothing more.

“Seb.” You whine, something you never thought you’d do.

“Yes [Y/N]?”

“Stop teasing.”

“But,” his finger slips in just a bit more, “it’s,” more, “just,” second knuckle, “so,” swirl, “fun,” and the long digit bottoms out. Biting your lip, you close your eyes and moan.

“Bastard.”

“You love it.”

“Only if you move.”

He does, smirking against your neck the entire time. One more finger and you can start to feel yourself clench around him, the weeks of anticipation enough to get there far too soon. A curl of his fingers and your done, the release you weren’t prepare for crashing over you like a wave. You watch as pulls his hand away and slowly, deliberately, licks his fingers off.

“You taste good.”

“Do I now?” You tease, sitting up, fumbling with his jeans, that for some reason he still has on.

“Yeah.” He leans in a little, pausing your work. “Yeah you do.” His tongue slips into your mouth, the taste of yourself causing both you to moan and then he is lifting himself up and ripping off the last pieces of his clothing.

He moves you to straddle him, half of his legs still hanging from the bed and without warning you slip down onto him. The long expanse of his neck delectable, too much so for you to resist latching onto the space just under his ear. The low moan from his lips causes you to clench around him as you start to move.

“Oh god babe.”

The steady rhythm you set doesn’t seem to be enough for him, or you at this point, but the awkward position of your legs is hindering you from moving faster. He seems to pick up on this quickly, shoving you down onto the bed and hovering over you. Arms straining on either side your head, he slowly starts to pick up the pace into a bruising pounding. The sounds loud enough to wake the neighbors if you had thinner walls.

Just as you start to feel him get sloppy, your own climax not far off, he stops. Head dropping to your neck he starts to laugh.

“Something funny?”

“She’s licking my foot.”

You see the laughter and utter humor in his eyes and can’t help but start to laugh yourself. “Mae! Stop that.” You tell her. She does, but only to jump up on the bed and shove her face down next to yours.

The two of you can’t keep it in then. He falls onto you, almost without supporting himself, and then tears are slipping out of your eyes as the laughter continues. Mae, all the while is standing on the bed, staring at you two with her head cocked to the side.

One look to each other and then to her and the fit of laughter you thought was gone returns. “Mae, go get me a toy!” Her tail wags and she gladly hops off the bed and bounds to the living room. With panicked eyes you look to Sebastian.

“Close the door.” You whisper-yell. He nods and quickly pulls himself from me, earning a quiet groan from both of us, and shuts the door, making sure to latch it this time.

“Now, where were we?” He asks, a smile on his face.

“About to cum I think.”

#sebastian stan #sebastian stan fanfiction #sebastian stan x reader #sebastian stan fluff #sebastian stan smut

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hellomissmabel · 7 years ago

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Plus size!reader masterlist

One-shots

“Hello future husband” (Bucky x plus size!reader)

National Disaster (Steve x plus size!reader)

Trophy Wife (Dayton White x plus size!reader)

Good at worshipping (Lance Tucker x plus size!reader)

The Whole Package (Lance Tucker x plus size!reader) (Sequel to “Good at worshipping”)

Requested Lance Tucker x plus size!reader

Vienna (Sebastian Stan x plus size!reader)

We are your family (Stucky x plus size!reader)

Chubby Thighs (Chris Evans x plus size!reader)

I was wrong (professor!Loki x plus size!reader)

A thousand food dates (professor!Loki x plus size reader)

Tom Holland x plus size!reader

Chris Beck x plus size! reader

Jefferson x plus size!reader

Muddy Waters (Steve x plus size!reader (angst, nsfw))

So Soft (Tony x plus size!reader)

Series

Lance Tucker x plus size reader (soulmate au) can be found here

Thor x plus size!reader series masterlist can be found here

#masterlist #plus size #plus size reader #plus size!reader #bucky x plus size!reader #plus size!#steve x plus size!reader #dayton white x plus size reader #lance tucker x pls size!reader #sebastian stan x plus size!reader

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littlemessyjessi · 7 years ago

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Hey, guys so I've been asked (because I'm freaking Sebastian obsessed) if I would considering doing a little mini story with a little bit of an alternate universe twist.

I don't guess I even realized this was a thing until Sweet little Jayda asked for it. I got you, boo.

So basically it's a Triplets thing with Sebastian's characters.

Lance Tucker from The Bronze Dayton White from Logan Lucky Chris Beck from The Martian

Idk, just trying to feel it all out. It'd be a polyamorous relationship. The brothers wouldn't be involved with each other but they'd be involved with the plus size reader.

And she's also requested something along the lines of Bucky x plus size reader x Hal Carter... in which Hal is maybe a great nephew or something. Idk, we've just been sorting it out.

I didn't even realize that this was a THING! I have been enlightened!

So ya'll tell me what ya think and we'll go from there!

#littlemessyjessi kennymarshmallow masterlist fanfiction reader insert plus size reader #plus size reader #Sebastian Stan #sebastian stan x plus size reader

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angryschnauzer · 8 years ago

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Moodboard Masterpost

CURRENT MOODBOARD ASK STATUS:

CLOSED

How to request a moodboard: Send me an ASK. It is important that you do it this way, not reply to a post or message me, this way i keep the ask in my inbox until it’s done so i know how many i still need to do.

What can i ask for: You can ask for pretty much anything, the exception what is on the exclusion list below (and those are usually there because there has been so many of them for that character or theme). Send me as much or as little information as you want, but the more info you send the more to your imagination i can make the moodboard. If you want naughty/porny, specify that you want NSFW.

YOU CANNOT REQUEST NSFW IF YOU ARE UNDER 18.

Although i don’t accept anon asks, if you want to be kept anon say so on your ask and i won’t mention you when i post the moodboard, and will instead send you a link to it.

How many can i ask for? I’ve had this question a few times, so lets say 3 please. Any more than that and i’ll make a note of them but leave a gap between them so i can fit other peoples in.

What if there is already a moodboard for my idea but its not exactly what i had in mind? So pop into my inbox and tell me what you would like different? Change of OC? Change of Locations? Change of Colour theme? If its something i feel i can redo i’ll let you know.

Any asks not being accepted: No restrictions.

Links to completed moodboards:

For Stories:

All That Glitters (Lance Tucker) by @siren-kitten-his

Amends (AU Sebastian Stan/Tom Hiddleston Love Triangle) by @eve1978

Life Lessons (AU School Teacher Sebastian x OC Beautiful Fluff) by @marvel-lucy

The Void (Chase Collins - Sequel to The Covenant - Suspense) by @sebbys-girl

Winter Shadow (Bucky Barnes Suspense/Love Story) by @marvel-lucy

Their Secret (Bucky Barnes x Reader smut) by @angryschnauzer

Wrecked Tumblr Link / AO3 Link (Merman Bucky x Mermaid OC Anja x Sailor Steve) by @siren-kitten-his

Expiatio (AU Priest Sam Winchester x OC Claire) by @peskipixi

Multi Person:

Fluffy Stucky Wedding NSFW Stucky Honeymoon NSFW Poly Relationship TJ Hammond x Syd from ‘London’ x OC NSFW Seb x Chris x OC Dom/Sub Pet Play NSFW Steve x Bucky x Plus Size OC Love Triangle/Threesome NSFW Chris x Seb x OC Poly Relationship Fluffy Stucky Tarts & Vicars Party Tom x Chris x Seb xOC Fluffy TJ Hammond & Chris Evans Wedding Day Stucky Blindfold Stargate Stucky Lazy Domestic Stucky NSFW Poly Relationship Hugh Jackman x Michael Fassbender x OC NSFW Nick Gant x Chase Collins x OC Threesome Modern Military Tom Hiddleston & Chris Evans

Sebastian Stan:

Actor AU:

Dad Seb Married Seb with Dogs and a House Wedding Day Seb Rainy Day Seb Seb & WOC Fallen Angel Seb Demon Seb & WOC Gym Seb Nature Reserve Seb (with lots of cats) Mechanic Seb Satan Seb (a little NSFW) Werewolf Seb Seb & Burgundy Tones NSFW Seb Vampire Seb Merman Seb Christmas Seb Red Carpet Seb Rockstar Seb Hufflepuff Seb Seb & Katie Cassidy 1970′s AU Spy Seb & WOC NSFW Dom Seb Get Well Soon Sofa Cuddles Seb Walk in the park with Seb Seb and Kat Dennings

Bucky: Bucky & WOC Alpha A/B/O Bucky Winter Soldier Bucky 1940′s Bucky Writer Bucky Pre-war Cowboy Bucky Bucky/Winter Soldier and Hayley Marshall (The Vampire Diaries) Animal/Park Ranger Bucky Photographer Bucky with Plus Size Muse NSFW Elopement Wedding Bucky Feminist Bucky Bucky & OC Adopt a Puppy Bucky and Dancer OC meeting in a mental health facility, teaching him to play the piano

Lance Tucker: Husband Lance Lance & WOC Dad Lance Blue Tones Lance Red Tones Lance NSFW Lance Fucking You Against The Wall Feminist Lance

TJ Hammond: Dad TJ

Jefferson: Woodland Jefferson Jefferson’s Scar - Dark NSFW Rainy Day Jefferson NSFW Dom Jefferson NSFW Jefferson & Leather Jefferson Wedding - Woodland Elopement Ceremony NSFW Jefferson and Woodland Mermaid

Chris Beck: Dad Chris Beck with Homebirth Chris and Galaxy Space Goddess

Hal Carter: NSFW Hal Carter

Chase Collins: NSFW AU Demon Chase Collins Magic Chase Collins NSFW Dom Chase Collins

Blaine: Blaine

Chris Evans:

Actor AU:

New Dad Chris

Dad Chris AU Professor Evans based on Esquire shoot NSFW Art Teacher/Gardner Chris (with cats) Fluffy Lumberjack Chris NSFW Lumberjack Chris Wedding Day Chris Vampire Chris & WOC NSFW Dom Chris NSFW Mechanic Chris Christmas Chris Chris & Amanda Seyfried Chris & Kat Dennings Chris & Julianne Hough Red Carpet Chris Tap Dance Chris Gardner Chris Chris & Rhianna (Mermaid AU) Cowboy Chris Chris & Aja Naomi King with Red Tones NSFW Wedding Night Chris Chris and Nicole Beharie with tropical theme NSFW Call of Duty Chris with Redhead

Steve Rogers: Artist Steve Alpha A/B/O Steve Pre Serum Steve Sun God Steve

Jensen (from ‘The Losers’) First Date with Jensen Jake Jensen and Alexandra Daddario

Johnny Storm Johnny & Enhanced OC - Fire & Ice Date with Johnny

Tom Hiddleston:

Actor AU:

NSFW Professor Hiddleston with Glasses of Doom Beauty and the Beast Tom Hiddles as a Writer NSFW Gentleman Dom Tom Exercise Tom Glasses Tom (Theatre Director Tom) NSFW dd/lg Tom x Plus size OC Version 1 NSFW dd/lg Tom x Plus size OC Version 2 NSFW Kinky Tom based on ‘Interview’ shoot NSFW Adult Book/Toy Store Own Tom NSFW-ish Tom as a Modern Day Jareth The Goblin King from The Labyrinth

Misha Collins:

Castiel:

NSFW Dom Castiel in the Rain

Karl Urban:

Actor AU: Karl & WOC on Easter Sunday NSFW Karl Picnic & Skinny Dipping Flirty Karl

Leonard ‘Bones’ McCoy:

Dom Dr McCoy

Hugh Jackman

NSFW Dom Hugh

Michael Fassbender

Daddy Kink Michael

Jensen Ackles

Dean Winchester NSFW Bubble Bath with Dean NSFW Dean & Plus Size Librarian Dean Winchester & Gina Torres - The Human Impala

Chris Hemsworth

NSFW Chris H

Amanda Seyfried

Actress AU: Amanda & Alan Cumming

Luke Evans

Actor AU Grifter Rhianna and her mark Luke Evans

Henry Cavill

Actor AU NSFW Henry Cavill

Hugh Jackman

Logan/Wolverine NSFW Days Of Future Past Logan

Josh Dun

Musician AU Vampire Josh

#moodboard

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spidey-babe-parker · 5 years ago

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See the Sun

Chapter one: the definition of bad timing

Featuring: Dr. Chris Beck x plus size reader

Summary: They met a week before he was leave on a year mission leaving them both with a whirlwind of emotions.

Warnings: fluff, crying, and smut +18

AN: Since it’s my birthday today it only felt right to start posting a story featuring my favorite marshmallow. I’ve had this story almost completed since October and I have major writers block on all my other stories so bare with me while I’m a little delayed on those.

To say they had the worst timing in the world, was an understatement. They had met after she got a flat tire and being the gentlemen he was he pulled over on the side of the road to help her change her tire. He couldn’t help but he distracted by how pretty she was. By the time the changed her tire he asked for her number. They went on their date the following day. He had connection with her like he had never had before. They had so much in common and she was so kind and friendly. The only problem was he only had nine days until he was leaving for a year and two month mission into space. He wasn’t sure how he could possibly let his perfect woman slip through his fingers.

The day (y/n) met Chris Beck she thought she met the perfect man. He was charming, funny, and so handsome. When he pulled over to help her change her tire she sure as hell didn’t expect for him to ask for her number, let alone ask her on a date. Their date perfect he took her to his favorite spot to look at the stars. Her whole life she had been completely planned out. She wanted to be married by thirty and have a child by no later then thirty two. She was two months shy of turning twenty nine, and thought she had finally met the perfect man. On their she was blind sided when he told her he was leaving in a little over a week for a year long space mission. Any sane girl would of just said goodbye and walked away, but she couldn’t walk away. They might have only spent a week together but it felt like a whirlwind.

They had eight full days together and they spent almost every waking moment together. They couldn’t seem to enough of each other.

She had always been the type of girl who didn’t sleep with a guy until she was in a fully committed relationship, but that was until she met Chris Beck. Their first date had gone so amazing that she invited him up to her apartment that night and they shared a romantic night together worshipping each other’s bodies. The laid in bed until the early hours of the morning just talking while Chris gently traced the freckles that lined her skin. He told her over and over again how much he loved her freckle kissed skin. He told her it reminded him of the stars that he loved so much.

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Laying in her bed she laid on her side staring into his ocean blue eyes. His bottom lip was captured between his teeth as he stared back at her. He wasn’t even sure how he was going to physically be able to say goodbye to her. She was literally the perfect women that fell into his life at the wrong time. He wished he had met her when he got back from his first mission two years ago. If they had met back then he would of never signed up to go on another mission. Since meeting her his life had been filled with so many what ifs. He thought if he met her two years ago they might have been married by now. He knew he had only know her a week, but what he felt for her was so intense it didn’t seem odd that marriage had already crossed his mind.

“What are you thinking about?” she whispered as she reached her hand out and traced her finger across the top of her hand.

“Nothing,” he lied. He was thinking about how he was going to tell her that she didn’t have to wait around for him. He couldn’t be selfish, she had a whole life that he was going to be interfering with by going away.

“Beck you know you can talk to me about anything,” she softly said.

His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed, “I need you to not wait around for me.”

Her eyebrows knit together in confusion, “what do you mean?”

He sat up slowly and pulled the sheet up to cover his naked body, “I care about you so much, but I can’t ask you to wait around for me for a year.”

She sat up quickly and pulled blanket up cover her bare chest, “I don’t mind waiting around.”

He shook his head and sighed, “I know you don’t but it’s not fair for you to wait for me, it’s been the best week of my life, but waiting for me is going to interfere with your plans.”

He couldn’t believe that he was pushing away the perfect girl.

She shook her head, “I don’t want to date anyone else.”

He sighed knowing right now she was going to be stubborn, “promise me you won’t close off your heart because me.”

Her heart race as she stared at the man in front of her. They had maybe two more hours left together and he was telling her to not wait around for him. When he told her about his mission the first time they met she told herself she wouldn’t wait around for him, but she started to fall for him and had planned to do the definition of a long distance relationship.

She moved over in the bed and dropped her sheet not caring that they were having this conversation naked. She reached her hand out and rested it on his cheek so that her eyes were locked onto his ocean blue ones.

“I don’t want anyone else,” she whispered.

“I don’t either, but you can’t sit around and wait for me,” he sighed.

“So what happens then. Is this the end of us?” her eyes started brim with tears.

He shook his head as he took a deep breath, “we can still be friends and you could always video chat with me every other week.”

She gave him a sad smile at the fact he said they could still be friends, “so we’ll be friends while you’re away?”

He nodded his head sadly.

She didn’t want to accept it but she didn’t have much of a choice. She knew that he was honestly right. She should go waiting around for a man she had just met.

“So we’ll video chat every other week?” her tone sound a little more hopeful.

“Yeah,” he smiled.

“Okay. I can do that as long as you promise me that if we’re both single when you get home, we’ll pick this back up.”

He pushed his eyebrows together wondering if this was her way of getting away with waiting for him.

“Yeah Of course.”

“Dr. Christopher Beck we have only two more hours together you better make them worth wile.”

He didn’t bother responding he leaned forward and connected his lips to her. He move them while his lips were still connected to her so that she was lying on her back. His lips roamed her skin kissing everywhere from her freckles that kissed her skin to the stretch marks on her round stomach that made her very uncomfortable. He whispered over and over again how beautiful he thought she was.

It didn’t take long before he was searching for another condom and he rolled his hips into her. Her hands clawed at his tone back clinging to him almost for dear life. Her lips kissed his neck holding back moans of pleasure as his hips kept thrusting into her incredibly slowly.

Her name passed his lips over and over again as they both walked towards the edge.

“Chris,” she moaned with her lips ghosting his skin.

“Let go babe,” he sighed as his hips thrust again.

Her walls pulled on him as he pushed her over the edge. Her head rolled back as she gasped. His own high was met with two more thrust. They rode out their highs clinging to each other.

As the sun rose outside the window their time together was ending. She sat on the edge of her bed wrapped in a robe watching as Chris got dressed. The tears were already sliding down her cheeks. She tried to tell herself not to cry, but she couldn’t stop.

He turned around to see her crying sitting on the edge the bed and his heart broke. How was he suppose to say goodbye to her, and how was he suppose to remind beautiful girl in front of him not to wait for him.

“Baby,” he whisper standing in front of her.

“Yeah, Chris?” she slowly stood up.

“I need you to make a promise to me,” he reached up and rested his hand on her round cheek.

She closed her eyes for a long moment trying to stop the tears, “I don’t like this promise.”

“I know you don’t, but I need you to promise me you won’t close your heart off to the possibly of finding someone else,” he sighed. He still couldn’t wrap his mind around the fact he was telling her not to wait for him.

“What if I say no?” she frowned.

“Baby please,” he whispered.

“Okay I promise,” she cried. She didn’t bother holding back the tears anymore.

“I hate this so much,” he cursed.

“I think we are the definition of bad time,” she said with a soft sarcastic laugh.

“Yea we are,” he leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers for one last passionate kiss goodbye.

Their lips parted with his hand still resting on her face, “we’ll video chat next week okay?”

She nodded her head as he stepped away. Tears streamed down her face as she watch the man who had started to steal her heart walk out of her apartment.

She wasn’t sure how she could give her heart to someone else when Chris Beck might of stolen it without even trying.

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spidey-babe-parker · 5 years ago

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status: on going

They met a week before he was leave on a year mission leaving them both with a whirlwind of emotions.

{“I can’t ask you to wait for me.”

“But what if I want to wait for you?}

one: the definition of bad timing

two: my birthday girl

three: how was the date?

four: we both want to say it

five: why is this so hard?

six: walking a thin line

seven: human contact

Contains: angst, smut, and fluff

♡ This taglist is open ♡

#my writing #chris beck #dr chris beck #chris beck x reader #chris beck x plus size reader #chris beck imagine #chris beck fanfiction #the martian #the martian fanfiction #see the sun

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geminimoonbeamx · 7 years ago

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I feel stormy and bratty and I need to express it

Feeling real angsty today, y'all. I think I'm gonna be writing some Chris Beck emotion for you guys! Hmmmmmm

#Chris beck #chris beck x plus size reader #chris beck x reader #angst #I'm about to torture you guys #can I even write angst?#idk #lol

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geminimoonbeamx · 7 years ago

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Space Cadet: Part One

A/N: Chris Beck has to be one of my favorite of Seb’s characters. I cant wait to play with him. Be ready for a healthy dose of Beck sass next chapter.

Word Count: 1k+

Warnings: Crude vocabulary. Lot’s of cursing. Mentions of underage drinking.

Summary: Y/N, a plus size English major, has had full possession of Chris Beck’s heart since freshman year when he caught her doodling constellation’s on her notes. Of course, he’s been too chicken-shit to do anything about it over the years. When a dorm party and a handful of eclectic friends bring them together, what’s the worst that could happen? They don’t say you discover your self in college for nothing!

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The semester had only begun weeks ago and the university was buzzing with the energy that came with the starting of a new school year. The golden rays of summer we’re fading fast- lost to the dozens of syllabus’ and class reading lists. You had already found yourself immersed in your classes, deciding to take them on head first. You we’re going to finish out your senior year strong, you’d decided. That way when you started grad school next year you’d have a one up. If you wanted to be a serious journalist, and fuck that was all you wanted, you we’re going to have to commit. Hard.

You we’re still waitressing at one of the cafe’s on campus, like you had been since sophomore year. Yeah, it could be a drag but most days going to work was the high light of your day. Because no where else could you spend hours upon hours bullshitting with your co-workers.

Who just so happened to be your best friends.

“You cant be serious”

You look up from the table your wiping down, chuckling at Adrienne’s incredulous tone. The tall blond had her cropped hair tied back in a half knot and her thinly manicured eye brows were knitted together as she glared at you.

Adrienne

“I’m tired” You whine before beginning to walk away from her, back towards the bar “I had an eight o’ clock class today! And I’m opening tomorrow”

“Okay, I told you that taking morning classes was a dumb ass idea-”

“They’re the only one’s Professor Vreeland has!” You needed them, Vreeland was renound for his Political Science classes, for delving into real world subjects in a way that no one else at the school did. You’d been on the waiting list for a fucking year! No way you were going to blow it…even if you did have to wake up at the ass crack of dawn every Tuesday and Thursday to attend them.

“C'mon, Y/N. It’s our Senior year! It’s literally our last year where were going to be able to party, next year I’m going to be balls deep in law school and youre going to be- I don’t know. Like in Uganda or Syria or some other really fucked up war torn country getting the latest scoop-” You cant help but shoot her a look at her crass words. She really was going to make a hell of a lawyer some day “It’s one little dorm party. With the med’s- you know they know how to get down”

Your still not convinced, puckering your lips as you begin to dry a set of cups behind the bar. Med students really did throw some of the best parties- Eh, you still remembered the burning that had come with puking vodka through your nose a few years back.

“Okay, why the stank face?” Rafa says as he comes up from behind you, giving your cheek a quick poke. He’d been working back in the kitchen, his curly mane was contained by a hair net and you had a fleeting suspicion that the gloss he had on his lips was yours. Huh, so there’s where your NARS Turkish Delight had gone!

Rafa

“She’s trying to figure out if she’s going to be a total fun sponge and ditch us tonight or not” Adrienne explains as she refills Ketchup bottles, and the two of them share a look.

“Uh uh, Bitch. You have to come” Rafa demands sassily “You can not be sitting up in that apartment of yours watching re runs of Scandal every night of your life. It’s not healthy. When’s the last time you actually went out?”

“When’s the last time you actually got laid?” Adrienne teases, chuckling to her self and you throw a straw at her.

“Not that long ago, you rude cunt!” You snap, but you know they’re right. Jesus, how long had it been since you’d had sex? Eight months? A year?…

“I can see you doing timetables in your head, baby girl. And you haven’t gotten any since that one guy, what did we call him, again?” He wracks his brain and Adrienne let out a peel of laughter “Asian persuasion?”

“He was one fine ass motherfucker. Total jock tool, but hot as hell” Adrienne adds on and you put your hand over your face for a moment. They really were awful people. Who we’re your closest confidants…so what did that say about you?

“Oh my god, stop”

“I know you want to go so stop being annoying and just agree already”

You sigh, knowing you were fighting a losing battle. Once your friends got something in their heads, there was no stopping them. You’d learned that first hand over the years.

“We’re going to get dr-uuuu-nk” Adrienne sings as she goes to greet a few customers that had just taken one of the tables in her area.

“Yay” Rafa does a happy little jig, making his way back to the kitchen, after one of the other cooks cusses at about how running his trap wasn’t going to get him paid, with a roll of his eyes and a string of curses in broken Spanglish. “Text me what your going to wear!”

“Come over after and help me choose? I’ll let you raid my jewelry bin” You cajole pleadingly. He had one of the best senses of style you’d ever encountered and he always managed to find shit in the back of your closet that you would never think to wear and make them look like they’d been pulled off the cat walk.

“And your makeup collection?”

“Of course!”

“Done. See you later, baby cakes. You better put your big girl panties on cause were getting lit tonight”

You cant deny that through the rest of the duration of work, your excited for the night to come. Even if you would be dead tired in the morning. You should get to go have some fun, shouldn’t you? Even if it did come in the form of a sloppy dorm party. ————————————–

And a sloppy dorm party it was.

Honestly, if you’ve been to one, you’ve been to them all because the scene that unfolds infront of you is familiar and your nose scrunches in unamusement. You must be getting old because you just weren’t…impressed. By the crowds of people who smelled like they were drinking lighter fluid. The dim, poor, lighting of the room their causes their shadows to dance in a way that seemed almost ritualistic. The group of freshman doing beer stands in the corner-

“You want a shot, Y/N?” You snap back to reality, your attention focusing on the scene at hand. The one where Adrienne and Rafa are throwing down shots with a familiar face.

“Eh” You throw a face and your head tilts as Gregg thrusts a bottle of- “I’m not really into gin”

Gregg

While your friends insist that your the lamest person in the world, Gregg good naturedly tells you that it’s “All cool”, like the genuinely decent golden boy he was. Him with his high cheekbones and his gorgeous deep complexion, and the harem of girls that seemed to trail after him. You’d never joined the fan club, but you could and did appreciate beauty. He was a fine son of a bitch.

A little too JFK for you, but still.

He could honestly run for congress- be the next sec of state or something. But he was going into Neurosurgery, which you guess was fitting enough. He couldn’t give Field of Dream’s esque speeches to patients who were under heavy anesthesia with their domes split down the middle though, could he?

You carry a conversation with him easily, the laughter and drinks flowing. He even gets you to take a shot of the Bombay that tastes like how your grandpa’s closet smells. Of course Adrienne flirts with him shamelessly(don’t hold it against her, guys. That’s her natural disposition: she could charm the pants off of just about anyone, could make Hugh Heffner blush) and you start to stray away, not wanting to be a third wheel because where the fuck had Rafa gone? He always ghosted at parties. You knew you’d probably find him where you found a bong.

“You should go find Beck” Gregg advises and you cant help but perk up a little at the mention. You liked Chris- liked his reclusive nature. His sarcastic bite. He’d been your honorary study buddy all of freshman year. You’d spend hours cramming with him, tucked away in the library… but you hadn’t talked to him in months.

“Chris is here?”

Gregg chuckles knowingly. Knowing of what…you don’t know.

“Yeah. He’s around here somewhere. Go convince him to come drink with us!”

You pretend your not seeking out Chris Beck as you navigate your way through the party, but you search for a head of curly brown locks and a deep, dimpled half grin.

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