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Summary: Bucky is mad at you for bringing a guy and forgetting about last week’s encounter

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Pairing: dark-ish!Bucky Barnes x female!reader, date x female!reader

Word count: ~500

Warnings: smut, dark-ish story

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A/N: English isn’t my first language so sorry for any mistakes. Also, this one shot is inspired by a screenshot of a post I found on google.

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“Bucky, please don’t!” I wanted to say more, wanted to say he is just making it worse. But my brain couldn’t work anymore. My breathing grew heavy, my heart beating fast.

Bucky hovered over me. His steal grey eyes lighted with anger. Frustration grew in him. Just a few seconds ago he had shoved me into the ladies bathroom of the Avengers tower.

“Don’t what?” He mocked. “Don’t want you? Don’t think about you? Don’t remember you? Your heavy breathing, while I’m buried in you. How you screamed my name while I pounded into you. Don’t be angry with you?” His voice now softer, making him even scarier.

“You just announced to the whole team that you are dating some guy. After what we did?” He sounded so disappointed.

I hadn’t realised that I backed away from him, until I hit the counter behind me. I wanted to keep a safe distance. From him, from his feelings. I didn’t want him to come near me or my emotions. I didn’t want to remember the things he did to me a week ago in his apartment.

We had fucked all night. Alternating between gently making love and roughly ruining each other. I was so sensitive after that night and didn’t want to train the next day.

“Oh god, please stop! Please!” I tried to cover my shaking voice and to convince myself it was just because I was afraid. But I knew exactly it was because of him, his flexing muscles and the hot breath, that touched the side of my face. His hands were next to each side of my body, caging me in. My breath hitched. I clearly remember what his body did to me all those nights ago, making me arch my back and moan.

“This isn’t what you asked for that night. You remember? `Cause I do.“ he said with his deep sexy voice. He leaned to my ear. His lips brushing over it lightly. „What did you beg me for? Repeat it. Ask for it. Ask for me, buried deep in your pussy. Destroying it. Your sweet, tight cunt.“ He kissed down my neck. Over my collarbone to my cleavage. „It feels so good wrapped around my big dick.“

My eyes fixated his lips. When he noticed, they curled into a smirk.

He leaned forward. Our lips met. Tongues fighting for dominance, what he easily won, I heard him growl. And while this, it slipped out of my mouth. What I had said to him. What I had begged him:

Summary: Chris’s camera roll - Beach trip

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Pairing: Chris Evans x female!reader

Warnings: none

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A/N: English isn’t my first language so sorry for any mistakes

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Summary: your live in Hogwarts

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Pairing: Draco Malfoy x OFC!Natalia Snape

Warnings: slow burn!!!

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A/N: English isn’t my first language so sorry for any mistakes, I will try to update this series every Sunday

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Chapter 1

Chapter 1 - Diagon Alley

“I am already excited to finally get sorted.” I said, as a boy with dark hair entered Madame Malkin’s Robes for All Occasions. Madame Malkins, dressed all in malve, hurried to him. “Hogwarts, dear?” she asked. “Got two others here. Getting fitted up just now.” She pointed at us, while speaking to the boy. After bringing him into the back of her shop, she pointed at the last free footstool and the boy hopped on it.

“Hello,” greeted Draco, “Hogwarts, too?”

“Yes,” said the boy.

“My father’s next door buying my books and Mother is up the street looking at wands,” explained Draco, bored and wishing to be back home already. The two boys started speaking about brooms and Quidditch, while my thoughts wandered back to the Sorting hat and me being selected for a house, Slytherin, and be god with me if not.

My robes were done before Dracos, so I already stepped off the footstool and went to pay for my robes.

“I say, look at that man!” said Draco suddenly, nodding towards the front window. When I turned my head to see who Draco found so interesting, I saw Hagrid. Standing there and waving, with two large ice cream cones, at the unknown boy. He was now also hopping off the footstool, looking relieved that he could stop talking to Draco and, to be honest, I would have been too if he talked to me about Quidditch. Which he tried to do when we were younger, but quickly stopped after he noticed how little I knew and cared.

“Well, we’ll see you in Hogwarts, I assume.” I said, as he walked by me to exit the store. He gave me a short nod, then he was out the door and took one of the cones from Hagrid's hands.

Draco finished and we proceeded to meet up with his father, who picked up the books for both of us. After keeping Draco from getting his own broom, we could walk to Olivanders together, to buy our own wands.

I was so excited. He measured me, my arms, my height, my hands, even the tip of my pinky. Then the measuring tape rolled itself up and landed at my feet.

“Here, Miss.”said Mister Olivander. “Cherry wood and a Unicorn hair string. 10 inches. Quite whippy and…” but he didn’t finish his sentence, he snatched the wand out of my hand and offered me a different one.

“Try this one. Redwood and phoenix feather. 9 ¼ inches. Nice and Flexible. - No, I don't think so.”

“Eastern White Pine and Phoenix feather. 8 ½ inches and supple. - No, not this one.”

“Mhh, maybe this one. East Indian Rosewood and a dragon heartstring, 12 inches long and rather stiff.” Suddenly there was a warmth spreading through my fingers, slowly creeping through my whole body.

I raised the wand on eye level and a stream of red and green sparks came out of the tip, like a miniature firework.

“Well, congratulations to your wand.”said Mister Olivander, with a smile on his face while I paid for the wand, 7 Galleons and 10 Knuts.

The early afternoon sun, still high in the sky, shone down on the four of us, Lucius, Narcissa, Draco, and me, as we made our way down Diagon Alley, through the wall and into the Leaky Cauldron. We stepped, one after the other, into the fire and made our way through the flu network back to Malfoy manor, where my father already waited to pick me up and bring me back home.

My father, Severus Snape. And back home, Hogwarts. Since I can remember I grew up there. Even though sometimes in the summer we were at our little house in Spinner's End. Well, I also spent a good amount of my childhood at Malfoy manor. Me and Draco were close friends, like our fathers.

We slept outside on warm summer nights and cuddled up in a blanket fort when it was pouring rain.

Every year on my birthday they would take me and Draco to Diagon Alley and we would eat ice cream and look at new things and inventions of the wizarding world.

In the evening, my dad would come and pick me up, the house elves would prepare a great feast and we, that means the Hogwarts staff and I, would eat it together.