#<- lmk if u want the emoji changed it was just the first that came 2 mind !

[dolly-doe]

hi friend ! i was wondering if you could do some little ! max with cg ! chloe headcanons ? totally okay if not , thank you so much ! i hope you're doing well ₍ᵔ•ᴗ•ᵔ₎ i would love to see more lis agere as max in the real but haven't gotten around to making my own yet (－‸ლ) i saw it on your fandoms list and got all excited but no worries if you can't or just don't want to :P , sorryy i;m getting yappy

☆ hiya hi hi !!! waughghg the scream i scrumpt when i saw this in my inbox..... i hope these are good !!! ^_^

☆ regressor! max caulfield and cg! chloe price headcanons !! ☆

☆ i think max had regressed before, but her regression became much more frequent after her powers developed !!

☆ she wanted a way to (hehe.) turn back the time (hehe.) to before she had to deal with the responsibility of. a whole town.

☆ max is so so shy when she's small but chloe helps get her out of her shell !! (as safely and comfortably as possible of course :))

☆ chloe loves getting to take care of max !!! it makes her feel needed and helps her get used to being relied on !!

☆ max is an apple juice FIEND it's literally her favorite thing ever. its her n her sippy full of apple juice vs the WORLD !!!!

☆ max still loves pictures !!! her photography skills kind of regress with her and chloe's werent all that great to begin with (said with love) but all their favorite memories have been captured with blurry smiles and shaky camerawork ...

☆ playdates w kate !! she's a whole lot younger than max the majority of the time but they still have lots of fun !!

☆ speakin of kate max absolutely ADORES her bunny.... 90% of chloe's texts to kate are to see if she's ok with them coming over to say hi to alice !!

☆ oh max would love agere blogging... she posts pictures of her and chloe's adventures and cute aesthetic ones....

☆ max is a peg + cat enthusiast in my heart !!! the second she starts crying when they're at home chloe dives for the remote LOL

[chrisevansredbelt]

Sweet

pairing: bucky x fem!reader

warnings: 18+, NSFW, mentions of pregnancy, lactation kink, boobies, established relationship (bucky x reader), lmk if there’s more.

ermmmm idk how like the spacing on tumblr works but it makes me wanna start throwing up and crying, i’m sorry if it bothers u trust me i’m just as annoyed

(gif not mine!)

Sitting at the table with all your friends at another one of Tony’s parties was nice. It was both yours and Bucky’s first ever party since having a child a few months ago. The parties continued in your absence but were obviously no longer a priority for you or Bucky now that you had a bundle of life to care for.

This one, however, was quite special. It was Tony’s birthday.

Lavish as ever, the party consisted of a three course meal. You almost wished you were pregnant again so as to not feel guilty for eating so much, but once you saw that everyone was pretty much in the same boat, you no longer cared.

Not only was this the first party since having your baby, it was also really the first time leaving her alone in general. Of course, she wasn’t alone alone. She was being baby-sat by Sam’s sister, Sarah. You both had your worries about leaving her alone, whether it was Sarah, Steve, or even Queen Elizabeth, you just worried.

You missed her dearly as well. Right about now, she’d be getting ready for bed, probably still full of energy with her father trying desperately to tire her out, but was probably only fuelling her even more.

Snapping you out of your thoughts was the sudden ache in your boobs that came and went every now and then due to your pregnancy. The pain was bearable at times, but it was when you started leaking that it was a problem… such as now.

With Bucky and the rest of your friends all engrossed in some story Steve was telling, you quietly stood from your chair and excused yourself to the bathroom.

Bucky gave you a look of slight concern- something he had grown accustomed to ever since you fell pregnant- but your hand caressing his shoulder told him not to worry.

Even though, he probably should.

The walk to the bathroom only seemed to worsen the pain, every step just making it worse. As soon as you shut the door to the private bathroom, you locked it before pulling your tits completely out of the confines of your dress.

“Oh, God.” You groaned at the pain. They had noticeably swelled and were just aching to be… milked. Grabbing a few paper towels from the dispenser, you dabbed around your nipples to get rid of the wetness.

You knew it was no use, seeing as they just started leaking again and would probably continue to do so until you could probably pump them.

You debated stuffing toilet paper down your dress and over your nipples but knew it would probably show through the dress and also need changing every few minutes. And besides, the pain was only getting worse.

The party hadn’t even really started yet. You hadn’t even sung happy birthday to Tony yet or cut the cake. He probably wouldn’t care if you or Bucky left, but you want some of that damn cake because you know it’ll be the best damn cake you’ll ever eat until Tony’s next party- you couldn’t wait that long.

Opting for your last resort, you pulled up your phone and flicked Bucky a message.

‘Help, please 😥 Bathroom.’

The use of the emoji would let him know that you weren’t in immediate danger- which you had mistakenly worried him for once before. Bucky had thought you were in serious trouble once when you had sent an ‘SOS 😰’ message while at a different party. He had freaked out not knowing where you were or what had happened. When he found you, you were fine and just wanted to leave the party. He was a little angry with you for getting him so worried, to which you defended yourself with ‘Buck, if I have enough time to search for and choose an emoji, I’m not in danger’.

The knock of the bathroom door, followed by Bucky’s soft, “Honey?” Caused you to momentarily pull your dress back up and at least make yourself decent before opening the door and pulling him in, shutting it behind him and locking it.

He looked at you worriedly, but raised his brows once you had pulled your dress back down.

“I don’t have my pump and they hurt so bad.” You quickly explain, resting your head against his shoulder tiredly.

“O-okay, what should I do?” He asked, not quite knowing what exactly to do in this current predicament, “You can’t like just squeeze it out into the sink?”

“It hurts when I squeeze it out like that.” You sighed. You knew what could solve this issue immediately. You knew from the moment you walked into the bathroom and saw how swollen they had gotten. Taking your head off Bucky’s shoulder, you ran your hands down his chest, straightening his lapels out of nervousness for what you were about to ask. “I need you to-“ You looked up at him now, “To suck on them.”

He opened his mouth to speak as he looked over you, but no words came out.

Instead, he guided you to sit atop the counter, helping you up in the process, as he became level with your tits.

He was obviously no stranger to your boobs. You had a child for Christs Sake. But you still felt oddly foreign to this kind of intimacy.

All your thoughts had washed away when Bucky had closed his mouth around your left nipple (the one he knew you despised). He was cupping both so delicately as to not hurt you, but you shut your eyes in pure bliss as you felt the release and the pain slowly dissipate.

Running your hand through his long strands, you massaged his scalp gratefully as he finished up on the left side.

“Compliments to the chef.” He said, wiping his mouth and you gave him a hazy smile, trying not to give in and laugh at his stupid comment, “It’s actually really good. It’s like sweet.”

“Shut up and keep going.” You shook your head with a smile. You were still in pain from your right boob and you wanted it gone immediately now that your left was satisfied, “It feels so nice not having teeth sinking into them for once.” You noted as he softly sucked where’s your baby would, unknowingly of course, use both her gums and now her gradual teeth on you. You should never had said this though, because Bucky thought it would be funny to softly bite down on your nipple, causing you to jolt and accidentally tug on his hair, “Ow!”

He continued sucking until he felt you fully relaxed in his hold. He knew your body like that.

“Better?” He asked as he pulled away, grabbing a paper towel to wipe you down.

You nodded, leaning back against the mirror as he cleaned you up, “Thank you.”

“Anything for my girls.” He places a kiss to both of them before pulling your dress back up to cover them.

Well, there was one thing you knew for sure. You had married the right one.

Oh and also, maybe to always carry a pump with you. Just in case Bucky’s not there.

*+ Epilogue +*

After the incident in the bathroom, you and Bucky had since settled back at your table, still awaiting the cake as Tony went off mingling.

Besides, everyone needed some time to make space in their stomachs for more food.

“Drink?” Bucky asked you, standing up out of his chair.

You looked up at him and around all the other men who had seemed to be standing and taking drink orders.

“Just a refill?” You asked, offering your empty glass to him. Though you were no longer pregnant, you didn’t really feel like drinking and instead opted for raspberry lemonade. Taking your glass, not missing the knowing glance he sent your way, he and the guys fled to the bar to fetch more drinks, leaving you and the rest of the girls at the table.

You kept to yourself as the others talked, admiring your husbands suit for the night as he ordered the drinks.

Only, you were so immersed in the back of his head and ass that you barely even realised that your table had gone silent and almost everyone was looking at you.

“You two are disgusting.” Natasha spoke, breaking you out of your thoughts. Though her words sounded spiteful, the smile on her- and everyone else’s- face said otherwise.

You were utterly confused.

“What?” You ask genuinely. Slightly panicking that you had unknowingly orgasmed at the sight of your husband or something.

Natasha scoffs as Wanda, Maria and Carol smile harder, “You leave the table with your boobs a double D cup, come back a D. And Bucky won’t stop licking his lips and staring at your tits.”

Fuck.

“Fuckin’ trained assassin.” You shook your head in disbelief that she had figured you out purely based off of the size of your tits and Bucky’s not-so subtle behaviour. “I didn’t have my pump.” You defend to the rest of them, but they all just playfully roll their eyes. “Well when one of you have a baby and start leaking on your favourite dress at a big party, don’t expect me to offer my pump.”

“Are you referring to an actual pump or Bucky?”

*

my first ever fic, pls leave feedback or requests!

[tiktaalic]

I still can’t get when you’re using queer bait seriously or not as seriously. I don’t want to sound like some people that will scream and claw at people that say the bees are queerbait because they’re a slow burn (though i just made it sound like it Fuck) I just need to know in what level of seriousness you are right now

i don’t throw bait around loosely! genuinely there are maybe 3 pairings in the whole wide world i would call bait. 

destiel is one for obvious reasons. if these reasons are not obvious lmk and i will write an mla essay about how they were IT. 

that pitch perfect pairing is another one because they used a kiss in their promo materials alongside stuff like “will they end up together?” and then cut the kiss in the actual movie lol and the movie ends w one of them dating some guy

i HAVE called sambucky bait. this is slightly tongue in cheek. i don’t think marvel is angling for gay streams which is like. part of the actual for real definition of bait. but they are playing out some greatest hits of bait like going to couples counseling and awkward boob face plant, which you don’t really see in pairings unless they’re bait!

and then there’s bees. sigh. i gotta throw a lot of disclaimers all over this one, like that i was a live watcher for v3 and v4 and then was like. hey i don’t think i actually like this show. and stopped. all ik about rwby is what my one rwby invested mutual puts on my timeline, and she’s a freezerburn warrior so. also i do NOT stand with the hardcore bees who say they came off as romantic in v1-v3. they_sure_are_standing_next_to_each_other.jpg.

i do think bees are bait! it’s weak bait, because i can think of three scenes top that feel bait-y (v3 finale, the hair cut, the adam KO). IF it was just these scenes and there was no external acknowledgement, i would probably not class it as bait. BUT. hair cut and adam KO + the list of things i will put under this are all what_was_the_reason.jpg. ok. so.

bees song. this one feels self explanatory. we’ll sit there awhile and i’ll drink in your smile my head starts to buzz and my heart fills with love for you-u-u-U! i know that it was only on the album because of extremely messy showrunning but it WAS on the album and i was on twitter when we were frantically transcribing the snippet we got before the full song and i was on twitter when they waited weeks and weeks before the first and only time they addressed it at some podunk panel. 

the mythical monty era interview about how there WILL be lgbt characters in the main characters and we’ll see that as they naturally grow and discover themselves

i was joking a little bit about arryn doing bait but like. she did very much get a bees tat and she DID make those tweets that were a picture of a boat (ship) sailing and a camera with a big CANON logo on it before she deleted them. ik she’s bi and it’s genuinely close to her heart and i majorly respect her for stepping in to clear up the song stuff when everyone who actually had a responsibility to clear it up went silent. again, i wouldnt describe what she does as baiting, but what she does is usually cited in bees plane emoji theories

i WAS serious about the valentines stunt being bait. like. lol. [for multiple years in a row makes valentines about our most popular pairing that’s in the top ten of femslash on ao3]

kerry saying his favorite pairing was bees way back when. Kieran You Motherfucking Write The Show

i have a tin hat that says they broke up sun and blake so that they had more room to play up blake yang.

this is from dec 2020 from before they changed the desc. i’m fairly sure there’s More but i’m p disconnected at this point and i don’t have an archive of my rwby twitter on hand rn.

so like. they play up the bees angle and the explicitly do it for profit and imo there’s absolutely no intention to follow through. if i’m wrong i’m wrong but i’m not wrong. miles luna and co are NOT my friend 

in conclusion: 

[bubmyg]

Inspired by the airport pics of with a white shirt and his really soft looking hair but could u write about his hair being that soft and long and you keep playing with it and it distracts him from whatever he’s doing but he’s not even mad he just sort of smiles and lets you

genre/warnings: idolverse, fluff, if u don’t know what pics we mean lmk and i’ll enlighten you

word count: 1,221

Yoongi missed your text for the first ten minutes that it sat idle on his phone screen and he bypassed the content of the message for another forty-seven seconds, a cocked chin and bleary eyes blinking longingly at the flash of your smiling face on his lock screen. He leaned away from his keyboard, dragging his phone closer with his index finger pressed in the center of the screen. 

Coming in fifteen. 

His mouth rounded, muttering an audible response you couldn’t hear, thumbs dragging to unlock the device and type in a response. Something like don’t bother, I’ll come see you soon, I’m almost done. His nail had barely clicked against the backspace for the fourth time, scrolling through the limited options of heart emojis he knew would make you smile when there was a dull thump outside the door followed by a series of mechanical clicking. 

You moved silently behind him and Yoongi froze from the lack of greeting, neither verbal nor physical. Plastic crinkled and something was sat on the couch behind him, followed by the thump of something else, probably a jacket. He carefully nudged his phone back to where it had been, resuming his grasp on his mouse. A short wiggle and the monitor gave a false resemblance of life, a jumble of digital codes creating a maze of colors his tired eyes could only hope to comprehend. 

One click in and your hands touched his neck, thumbs soothing into the coiled muscle. He relaxed as the pads of fingers circled, next click stuttering and opening the wrong program.

Yoongi tried a greeting instead of a curse, closing out of the accidental window and muttering, “Hey.”

You hummed in response, one hand leaving his neck to nudge into the hair at it’s nape. Your fingers flexed, scratching at his scalp and burrowing through the long, honey colored strands. Another sigh and his shoulders sank further into your ministrations, resuming his last task but at the pace of a dozing kitten. 

Each pass of your spread fingers through his hair dropped the weight of his eyelids a fraction more and it was a smile pressing into his cheeks that kept the last sliver from engulfing him in a much needed slumber. Yoongi’s eyes dimpled like the lines next to the seam of his lips and he finally abandoned the mouse.

His head tilted but your hands didn’t leave his hair, choosing instead to push long bangs away from attentive eyes, eyes trained on his computer even as his slid across your features. You pointedly let the fringe fall back into his eyelashes, obstructing his view of you. 

“...is there something you need?”

Your gaze trailed to him now, pursed lips and eyebrows wrinkled at the bridge of your nose. The tone of your voice suggested irritation but Yoongi was nothing less than endeared. Your fingertips trailed to his cheeks and he tossed his chin in your grasp, view no longer obstructed except by your figure leaning over him to place your lips to his nose. 

“Do you want to list or the shortened version?”

Yoongi’s nose wrinkled underneath your less-than-threatening inquiry, one eye squinted, sheepish, “Shortened?”

A crooked fingertip brushed over his forehead, collecting his bangs and brushing them aside for your lips to press there too. You dropped the lowered warning octave, sighing instead, “For you to do this crazy thing called taking care of yourself.”

“Ah,” His eyes rounded again, wide and faux innocence, “...give me the list instead?”

You gripped the back of his chair, giving it a pointed shove forward. “I hate you.”

He caught himself on the edge of his desk with a delighted grin, using the grip to spin himself around to face you. You hunched over the plastic bag, food, digging around until you retrieved a clear plastic container and a package of chopsticks. 

“Item number one—” You stepped between his legs, thrusting the contents against his chest, “—eat.”

Yoongi’s fingers curled around the takeout container, hair again in his way of your adorably ridiculous indignation but he left it in hopes you’d fix it again. 

You didn’t.

“Can a kiss be item number one?”

“It’s my list.”

“Everything is open for revision.”

Your hands folded at the small of your back, bending at the waist to come nose to nose with him and your lips had barely parted for a snarky response when Yoongi reached for you, snagging curled fingers on the front of your shirt and tugging. You came with a stabilizing hand on his thigh, glaring eyes a fraction away from your bottom lip brushing his mouth. 

He took the initiative to peck your mouth and you pulled away with a squeak. A cross expression took over your features as you plopped onto the cushions, digging through the bag for your own food. He was still staring at you when you discarded all the trash to the side, one side of your container popped open. 

“What?—” Another corner open, “—Eat.”

“I’ll eat if you do that thing again.”

You cocked an eyebrow, half oblivious to what he meant as full cheeks heated a shade of soft pink. You shuffled about your food absently, training your gaze to it instead, “You’re going to have to be more specific, Yoon.”

Yoongi was happy to show you, tossing his head so that soft blonde draped past gentle brown irises. “My hair,” He added as if you weren’t aware to the growing hue change of pink to red creeping upward from his ears.

You stuck a foot out, curling it into his chair to drag him closer. “You want me to play with your hair?”

“Mmm.”

“...while you work?”

“Mhmm.” 

You blinked at each other. “Or, you come back to my place and I will.”

“I have work to do, though.”

“Guess nobody is going to play with your hair then,” You shrugged and shoved a clump of food into your cheeks, “...unless you can bribe Jeongguk, which, in hindsight, isn’t that hard—”

“No, it’s okay. I’ll come home.”

You blinked at each other again. You swallowed the tang of spices and flavor in your cheeks and then, “That’s all it takes to get you to come home?”

Yoongi was both happy and resentful of the off white shirt he adorned, shielding the bead of sweat that curled down the column of his spine but highlighting the blossom of maroon through the middle of his cheeks. 

“I was going to come see you tonight, anyway,” He lied.

You hummed, another two bites of food sliding down your tongue and then you were drawing your foot away from his chair to pat his thigh. “Okay, bub.”

“I’m serious.”

You giggled then and Yoongi was sure his heart was going to burst and take the place of his stomach to where he’d no longer need the cooling food pressed against him. “I said okay.”

He popped two corners on his container, slow in discarding the paper over his chopsticks and twirling through his food. His fringe slid sideways down the slope of his forehead as he leaned his warm cheek into a curled fist, sighing. 

“...so what was second on your list?”

There was sauce on the apex of your lips and beamed to the curious flick of his irises. 

“Play with your hair.”

[juyeo-on]

Hi I am so sorry I completely forgot to say this in my last ask (same eric e2l au anon lol) but you are so sweet and your writing is so good I love your blog lol

Do you do specific anons? Like where an anon can sign off with a certain emoji? And if so can I have an emoji? If not that's totally cool tho!

PLSSSSS. u just saw my juyeon sandman one n its so Bland. LIKE THERES NK EMOTIONS NOTJING thats when i realized i do better w more of narrating than w dialogues but the 14 year old me had it the opposite way good god but thank u so much pls i have no idea how u came to that conclusion but 💗💗💗💗💗🫂🫂💗🫂🫂💗🫂💗🫂💗🫂 ur so nice AND TYYY tje blog took me a while to do it esp w the playlist bc i had so many songs in mind to add to the playlist (do u have any fav song from the playlist)

ALSO HELLOOOOO OMG ur like my first anon whos not my friend like omg u have no idea how happy i was to get ur ask I WAS SMILING SO WIDEEE and omg .... an emoji. THIS IS AN HONOUR let me think of an emoji wait

update: it's been 20 mins and i think 🪶 will be ur emoji bc quill -> writing -> you sending me the ask -> me writing YEAAAAH ur the feather emoji LETS GOOOO im gonna add a tag that goes "🪶 anon" ehehehehehhehe

UPDATE 2: NAUR DID U MEAN TO SAY U WANTED TO GIVE YOURSELF AN EMOJI OR WAS I SUPPOSED TO CHOOSE ONE FOR U omfg. LMK IF U WANNA CHANGE IT HELP MEEE