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lokigonnakmsforbucky · 1 year ago

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Sam Winchester NSFW Alphabet

I needed some Sam recently so why not an NSFW Alphabet :) enjoy :))

Rating: MINORS DNI 18+

A= Aftercare (what they're like after sex)

Sam first thought after sex is you. How you are feeling, are you sore? etc. He is very sweet and makes sure to cuddle you for a little while before cleaning you up and giving you anything you need before even thinking of himself. You come first. Always.

B= Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and their partners)

Even though he might not like to admit it. He is very confident in his body. He is most confident in his hands. Mostly because of how his fingers have an effect on you.

Sam loves everything about you, but if he had to choose he loves the way your hips are curved, so it is easy to grab you ;)

C=CUM (Anything to do with cum basically... I'm a nasty person.)

If you gave him an okay, he would always cum in you. The way it drips out of you turns him on more.

But, if he couldn't that way he loves seeing it on your tits or face.

D=Dirty Secret

Sam loves when he comes down your throat as you give him a blow job.

E= Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they are doing?)

He may not be as experienced as Dean but he is experienced nonetheless. You will know everything about his past before you have had sex for the first time, but let me tell you he definitely leaves you wanting more after every time.

F= Favorite position (Goes without saying)

Missionary- him between your legs, your legs around his waist locked together. Up close and personal. He loves seeing your face full of pleasure.

Doggystyle- Remember when I said he loves holding your hips? He loves this position.

G= Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment? or are they humorous)

He is mostly serious. It's a very serious moment of passion and intimacy for both of you.

I= Intimacy (How are things during the moment, romantic aspect.)

His hands never leave your body, he is very handsy and grabby but he always never leaves his lips off your body.

J= Jack off (Masturbation head canon)

It's not often that he does, in the line of work he does. But, when you are separated he may get one or two out of thinking of you. Or even calling you for help ;)

K=Kinks

Sam loves being dominate towards you. Choking you and edging you.

He also has a bit of a breeding kink. Just the thought of you being pregnant with his child makes him more turned on.

L= Location (where you guys would do the deed)

Sam is a very private guy, so any place that is private like his room is ideal.

But, he has taken the impala for a spin...if you know what I mean.

M= Motivation (What turns them on, or gets them going)

When you wear nothing but his shirt and he sees you with a book, immediately turned on.

N= No (Something they wouldn't do, or turns them off)

Anything that would bring you any pain. You are his love and seeing you in pain is his worse nightmare.

O= Oral (Do they like giving, receiving, both?)

Sam is an Oral god...he loves giving it and watching your face come from pleasure and knowing he is the one doing it.

He loves when you give him a blowjob, it gives him another time to relax.

P= Pace (Are they slow? Fast and rough?)

It really depends on the mood. He can certainly go rough and fast but if you requested gentle and slow. You got it.

Q=Quickie (Their opinion on it, how often would they have one)

Sam is a quickies fan even though he doesn't do them often. But, if you and him have time for a quick fix he is all for it.

R-Risk (Are they risky?)

In Sam's line of work, the risk is dangerous. He don't need it in the bedroom.

S=Stamina (How long can you last? How many rounds?)

Sessions with Sam are so hot and heavy, yall be lucky to have three rounds.

T=Toys (Do you guys own toys? Do they use them?)

You guys own a vibrator which is rarely used, You guys both can satisfy with what you get from each other.

U=Unfair (How likely would they tease)

Let's be honest, You would be the one that would that would tease. But, when Sam had enough of the teasing he would definitely let you know.

V= Volume (How loud are they)

Sam doesn't make much noise but expects a lot of heavy breathing. Low growls and grunts.

X=XRay (What's going on down there)

Sam is a big boy, and I don't just mean his height. You can expect that he is bigger than average.

Y=Yearning (How high is their sex drive)

Despite him big majorly quiet and hiding behind a book, Sam's Drive is higher than you would think.

Z=ZZZ. (How fast he would fall asleep)

He would fall asleep a bit after you did.

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simpfordemetri · 6 months ago

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Felix Volturi Soft Alphabet

A - Affection (how do they show affection)

Felix was unsure of giving or receiving affection from you,everyone is small compared to him and the fact that you are human scare the shit out of him.

So literally baby steps,he knows how to be gentle but what if he accidentally hugs you to tight?

However he loves affection,he is all over cuddles,kisses,hugs and once you two overcome this insecuritie of him he will be all over you,lingerie touches and forehead kisses.

B - Balance (how do they balance you, work/school/life?)

He is the Volturi executioner so whenever there is a trial or a mission he has to be there,but i dont think the Volturi are busy ALWAYS 24/7,for me thats a bit of bullshit tbh.

He loves quality time and loves preparing dates for you,lazy days consist on you two talking abouy everything and anything .

C - Cuddles (do they enjoy cuddling? what positions?)

As i said,yes he does,he loves laying you on top of him as if he were a pillow,your personal vampire pillow.He doesnt really understand why you love so much having your head on his cheast as its hard but he lets you be.

D - Date (what was your first date?)

He loves taking you on dates,it could be any kind of dates,too fancy or a cute picnic.

Your first date were you two at night at the beach,you love the sea but because of the sun he cant go there until night,but to his surprise you were more than happy yo go at night.

E - Excited (how excited do they get when they see you/are with you?)

A big smile is draw on his face,he feels at home when he sees you and he wish you feel the same towards him,he wants to be with you 24/7,even if its doing nothing,for him its perfect just the fact that you are near him.

F - Fighting (what happens when you fight)

Hates fighting but at the same time i think he can be a bit stubborn,however he knows how intimidating he can be so he would never raise his voice at you,arguments are calm and he have the patient of a saint.If you screan at him he will just stay there listening until you are done ,his expression is serious and he hates when you do it because its honestly hurt him.

G - Gorgeous (pet names. what do they like to call you? what do they like to be called?)

He calls you by your name most of the time,he loves hearing your name and the way its rolls out of his tongue,however he knows how much humans likes pet names and he probably uses “love” too.

He doesnt mind if you have a pet name for him or not,but callim him “Fe” makes his dead heart beat.

H - Hi (first time meeting)

He were on a mission in America,the moment they were done and almost heading to Volterra he smelled your scent,running to drain you as your blood smelled too nice,just to look deeply into your eyes and everything “clicked” in his head.

I - Intimacy (how romantic they are)

He is but its not good at showing it you know?He is pretty awkward when it comes to romanticism,he is not used to it but wants to show you all the love he has to you.Its pretty amusing tho,he will be giving you a big bouquet of flowers but at the same time he is just handing you the flowers while looking at the floor feeling the most cringe person to exist.

J - Jealousy (do they get jealous? how do they react to you being jealous)

He is really jealous and is not shy about it,he is very vocal about how you are only his,the mere fact about you having friends its just hard to accept to him,his possesiveness showing in every action or word he says.

He can get pretty “snappy” when he is jealous and honestly you just have to deal with it.

K - Kisses (where do they like to kiss you/how often?)

Kissing you its his number one favorite activity,however your neck its his favorite place to kiss,he loves to leave tender kisses there and it doesnt necessarily lead to anything more.

He loves picking you up to kiss you,specially if you are smaller(which you are).His lips feeling so soft against yours and its just the perfect mix of emotions.

L - Love (when was the first time they said I love you or realized it?)

He knew it from the moment he realized he didnt want to drink your blood the moment he saw you,you were just a human but he wanted you alive,he wanted you by his side because he love you.

The first time he said it was by accident,you cracked up a dumb joke that made him laugh so hard that probably all Volterra heard it,just by how much fun he was having with you and how comfortable it was to be around you it accidentally slipped.

M - Moving in (when do you decide to move in together)

He took you with him,he gave you the option go if you wanted to,but you decided to stay with him so it was just perfect.

At first you did have your own room but it didnt take much to share room with him permanetly.

N - Newborn (their reaction to starting a family)

He is not too fond on kids and the idea of having a babie that could be easily crussed by him its not very entertaining.He does fantasize about having a family with you but that wont happen.

If he were also human he would totally 100% have a family,even a big one with you.

O - Open (how open you are with one another)

He doesnt talk much about his past because honestly he doesnt remember his human life,but he does share his private thoughts with you and expects you to do the same.

He is an open book to you,you are his mate and he doesnt have any secret keep to you.

If you dont open up to him its fine,but if something its really wrong and its clear that is bothering you he is not giving you the option to shut down,he needs to know.

P - Photos (what kind of photos you take of them/they take of you)

Dont understand technology because he doesnt know how to use a phone,i cant really see him taking photos of you with a phone,however he does have a camera and he hace plenty of pictures of you.

Does not like the idea of you having photos of him in your phone because if Aro finds out the anger of Aro will be direct to you and he does not want that.

Q - Quirks (what random habits do you have that they love or hate/vice versa)

He is fascinated by how your voice sound when you are excited about something,he already love the sound of your voice but hearing you so happy its really something else.

He really hates self jokes,dont joke about yourself,if you have to make a mean joke about someone please do it about Demetri,he will literally say that.

R - Recovery (how you help them after an injury/vice versa)

He can't get hurt,but i think vampires can get really tires mentally and he just need your cuddles,nothing more,he doesnt need a warm bath or anything,your warm against him its more than enough.

If you get hurt its really a different story,his eyes wide open looking at the injuries while screaming who the fuck did that.He will kill that person later that for sure but first he need to get you a doctor.

S - Solution (how they resolve fights)

If the calm talk he tried to have with you didnt work,he will wait until the night,but keep in mind that he will not let his mate go upset to bed,he will lay with you even if you try to push him away,once you are in his arms there is no scape.Smothered in love.

T- Touch (when they need/want your touch, what will they do? how often?)

Always,will feel his heart hurt if he does not at least have you around.He is not one for PDA but his arm is for sure on your back,guiding you if you two are walking.

In private he is all over you,its like he is touch starved,will literally beg for attention.

U - Up ( waking up with them)

He is always there when you wake up,morning kisses are a must with him and long hugs until you finally get in the shower.

He will have you some warm coffe by the time you are out of the shower and will wait for you to dress up.

V - Vacation (where they travel with you)

Rome.He wants to take you there and show you everything,while telling you stories about those place.

The trip will be romantic as hell,he will as well take you out every night to the most expensives and fancy restaurants over there.

He loves spending so much time with you far from the castle,just the two of you without vampires Kings getting on his nerves .

W - Wedding (how they propose/where you get married/honeymoon)

Honestly he does not like too much the idea of marrying.

He is very old and mates bond are something more stronger than marrying someone,so there isnt almost any chances of having a wedding with him.

If you do,he will tell you he considered you his spouse long ago and found amusing that you didnt know it.

X - X-factor (what about you captivated them?)

How small you are in comparison to him.He knows everyone is smaller than him but never thought much about it.

But just the fact when you two interlaced your fingers and how small and tiny your hand feels,is something that really get him on his feelings.

Y - Yawning (how they act when they’re tired)

He will literally pout,his eyes are looking at you intensely waiting for you to understand he wants your hugs and he wants them now.

His head will be up yours,your hands are tracing soft patterns on his back as you leave kisses on his chest.

Z - Zzzz (how you fall asleep together)

He loves having you in his arms while you sleep,hearing your heart beat and your soft snoring ,his head is probably resting on your chest because of this,his big arms wrapped around your body as he just wait until the sun came up.

If you talk or mumble something while dreaming he will find it the cutest shit ever.

#twilight #the volturi #twilight saga #felix volturi headcanons #felix volturi #felix volturi soft alphabet

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darkficsyouneveraskedfor · 11 months ago

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Silver Lining 10

Warnings: non/dubcon, speech impediment, bullying and other dark elements. My username actually says you never asked for any of this.

Characters: silverfox!Bucky Barnes

Summary: You have an unpleasant encounter with an older man.

Part of the Silverfox AU

My warnings are not exhaustive but be aware this is a dark fic and may include potentially triggering topics. Please use your common sense when consuming content. I am not responsible for your decisions.

As usual, I would appreciate any and all feedback. I’m happy to once more go on this adventure with all of you! Thank you in advance for your comments and for reblogging.

You turn onto the sidewalk, the world turning white with the snowstorm. Your boots slip, untied and loose on your feet, as you put your head down against the swirling flakes. All sound is dampened by the thick heaps on the ground and the continuous flurry all around.

It takes you a moment to get your bearings. You’re pretty sure you’re going the right way. You should’ve paid more attention on the drive over. There’s a lot of things you should’ve noticed before now.

You slip on a thick patch of snow and catch yourself on one knee. You blink as snow clings to your eyelashes as you peer around. Your ears are whistling but hot with the plummeting temperature and you can barely see the glove on your own hand. If the bus even comes, it won’t be for some while, and it will be at least one transfer to get back to familiar ground.

You squeak in fright as you feel a tug on the back of your coat, then a hand on your arm. You’re hauled back to both feet and turn to face your accoster. Bucky doesn’t wear a coat as his silver hair collects white powder and he squints against the wind.

“H-hey,” you try to pull away.

“It’s bad out. You won’t make it–”

“St-stop!” You holler in a pitchy tone, “I-I-I’m fine.”

“I can’t let you go out into this,” he insists, “look around,” he points to the house nearest but you can’t see much through the wall of white pelting down, “power’s out. Plows won’t be for a while. Come back, just until the roads are cleared.”

“N-no, I’m f-f-fine. I c-c-can take care o-of myself,” you wriggle free of his grasp.

“I know you can,” he puts his hands up as snowflakes melt into the fabric of his shirt, “please, they got travel warnings out. You can’t be out here right now.”

“Why w-w-won’t you l-leave m-me alone? Y-y-you don’t e-e-even l-like me,” you accuse.

He’s quiet, face contorted against the whipping snow, his cheeks tinged slightly with the cold. He shakes his head, “I never said that.”

“Y-you don’t g-gotta.”

“Well,” he grabs your elbow and yanks you around, “I don’t hate you.” He marches you down the walk, your soles slipping, making resistance perilous, “so get inside.”

“W-w-woah,” you stumble as he keeps a brisk pace, his soles mulching into the layers of snow, “s-slow–”

He takes you back down the walk towards his house. The pool of sick you spat up is already hidden. He shoves you ahead of him as you get to the steps and follows you closely, reaching around you, nearly flush to your back, to open the door. He points you inside.

You kick your boots off and clamour in onto the mat. You turn to face him as he snaps the door shut behind him. He combs his fingers into his hair, messing it up to shake off the snow. You ball your fists as you stare at him, dizzy from the suddenness of your return.

“You have no idea, do you?” He sneers. “You go out there without a thought. A storm like this is dangerous, you know?”

“J-j-jeez,” you chatter, “you s-sound like my dad.”

He growls as he rips his boots off, shaking his head, “sounds like a smart man.”

“B-B-Bucky, I would b-be f-f-fine–”

“I made you tea before the power cut,” he interjects, “drink it, wait for the storm to calm. Then you can tell me to fuck off. How about that?”

“I d-d-didn’t–”

“Are you so unused to people giving a shit about you that you can’t accept a single nice thing?” His voice rises, startling you. “I mean, I heard your mother on the phone, I hate to put my nose where it doesn’t belong but Jesus Christ–”

“H-hey,” you murmur meekly, but not loud enough to stop him.

“You’re a smart girl, you just don’t give yourself a chance because you got all these other idiots dumping on you,” he rants at you with his hand in the air, “you shouldn't listen to them. You’re thirty years old, goddamnit, and you wrote a damn good script.”

You blink at him dumbly. He cringes as he seems to remember himself, to recall that he’s a grumpy old man, and that you’re just some irritating bug flying around his head. He lifts his hand to the back of his neck and scratches as you sway and look at the carpet.

“Take your coat off and come get your tea before it gets cold,” he sidles past you, brushing closer than you expect. He stalks off behind you but you’re too nervous to look after him. You hear another raspy hiss, “fuck…”

You put your armful down on the low bench, your movements slow and slightly shaky. You wet your chapped lips with your tongue as you stare at the door. You shrug off your coat and hang it on the rack then leave your boots on the rack.

You turn to face the house and wring your hands. Somehow, he can make hospitality seem like an attack. You hear the gales battering outside the walls as the snow continues to trim the window frames. He’s right, you were just as stupid as ever to go out into that. You’ll never tell him that though.

You slowly traipse down to the kitchen and find him there. He has his elbow on the counter as he leans over a mug and a book. There’s a booklight clipped to the top of the page in the dim of the power outage. Another glow comes from behind him, a candle lit and flickering with the scent of burning wood.

As you approach, he slides a mug towards you without looking up. You thank him in a mousy voice and let the warmth of the porcelain soothe you. You inhale the scent, it’s an interesting flavour but still steaming too hot too taste.

“Gingerbread…” he intones without looking up, “it looked interesting…” he pauses and lets his eyes flick up, “seemed like a you thing.” He reaches to the front of his shirt, unhooking the wire framed glasses there. He wipes them with his sleeve before putting them on and refocusing on his book, “you can tell me if it’s shit.”

You’re silent. You don’t know what to say. You were more than prepared to disappear into the blizzard, but not this. The realisation slowly sinks in. You’re trapped here and not just by his indomitable will.

#bucky barnes #dark bucky barnes #dark!bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #silver linings #drabble #series #au #silverfox au #mcu #marvel #captain america #winter soldier

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4ngeldusstt · 2 years ago

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“ J U S T L I K E Y O U ”

A/N: Some cute Levi fluff your all of u to enjoy! <3 i got 1 request only, so feel free to send more!

Word count: 1.194

Warnings: none

You landed as your boots touched the hard pavement, wiping away the nasty titan blood that somehow splattered on your face with the back of your hand an obvious disgust look appeared on your face, you hated the feeling of being dirty. A loud thud was heard as the dead body of the titan you just killed fell behind you.

“She is like a female version of you Levi.” Hange teased her comrade as she eyed you obtaining a “tsk” sound from the raven haired man as he looked away from the scene. You joined the pair greeting them with the warmest smile, one that could make anyone instantly melt from the sight, even humanity’s strongest soldier. “It’s crazy how when you are in killing mode your facial expression is terrifying Y/N, but when you snap out of it it’s like you’re a different person you’re all smiles, being cute and sweet almost like an angel.” Hange was impressed with you, well all the superiors were, you being the best cadet they had ever since Levi joined the Scouts back in the day was something they never thought it could be possible.

“What do you think Levi?” She elbowed him with a teasing smile. “She’s good and gets the job done what else do you want me to say shitty glasses?” He would never admit it but he noticed it too, how your personality drastically changes depending the situation and how he also thought you were an angel an angel that was a killing machine, he loved the duality you had. Despite him being so serious and cold to everyone all the time somehow you had nothing but smiles and kindness for him in return.

The mission was a success, once back in the survey corps headquarters Erwin thought it was a good idea to celebrate the fact that titans were killed and every scout made it back alive bringing food and drinks for the cadets to enjoy, some fun every once in a while is not a bad thing is it?

You were with your usual friend group Sasha, Mikasa, Armin, Jean, Connie and Eren. Sitting in our usual table as they all experienced the effects of alcohol, you never drank you hated the taste and the feeling of being drunk tea was your favorite drink, you liked going to the city every once in a while to spend money on the best tea you could get. “Come on Y/N, get that shitty tea out of my sight and drink some beer with us!” Eren loudly said as he offered you his cup “hey! My tea is not shitty it’s actually a really expensive mix of leaves, I only like the best of the best you fucker!” You playfully said back with a grin, side eying your corporal as you said the last part. It was true, you only like the best of the best, so of course you had to like humanity’s best soldier.

“See, she is just like you Levi, I never thought I’d see someone that was a tea freak just like you.” Hange said to Levi as they observed the ambient from afar noticing the subtle look you shot him. Erwin laughed as he agreed with Hange “I see how you always look at her. You should ask her out, or some of those kids will take her away from you.” His superior added to the conversation. Obtaining an annoyed look from the man, he didn’t take his eyes off you during the whole night, you were too good for him, he thought, “I don’t want to ruin her.” His voice stern but soft, his comrades taking notice of his words “maybe she is what you need Levi, maybe she will bring some light into your darkness.” “You deserve to be loved too, captain.” His friends stated, they were not wrong though, maybe you were all he needed.

Levi’s gaze followed your small frame as you excused yourself from your friends and made your way to the nearest exit, he didn’t hesitate to follow you minutes after. Once he made it out the door he saw you sitting on a set of stairs admiring the starry night sky “there’s a party or whatever going on inside you know? What are you doing outside brat, you’ll get sick.” You slightly jumped at his voice, not expecting anyone to be there. The warm feeling of your captains cloak was nice in comparison of the cold air that blowed that night. Muting a small thank you at the gesture.

Turning your head to face the man, that was now seated next to you. “I’m not much of a party girl, I get overwhelmed very easily in situations like this, where there is a lot of people and a lot of noise.” You quietly answered his initial question, “I get it, now I understand why everyone tells me we are alike.” He mutters, “they tell you that? I get that too, It’s funny cause I see it too, we might have some things in common I think.” Your smile making him feel nervous, in the best way possible. “Don’t look at me like that.” He couldn’t face you not with you giving him that soft smile, looking at him with those kind eyes, it was too much, if he kept looking at you he might do something he was trying with all his strength to fight away.

“What do you mean Captain?” Your innocence was something he loved about you. “If you keep looking at me like that I will have no other option than to kiss you.” He whispered loud enough for you to hear. “Then I’ll keep staring at you like this until you kiss me.” Your voice mimicking his tone. He slowly turned his head facing you again, “kiss me Levi.” He couldn’t handle the urge any longer, his hand cupping your cheek caressing it softly with his thumb, his grey eyes going from your own to your lips back and forth taking in how perfect you looked with only the moon light hitting your factions, slowly leaning in until his lips touched yours, the kiss was soft and filled with emotions that were held for too long, after a few seconds it became more passionate as if you both were trying to show through it how much you waited for this to happen and how much you cared for each other.

He broke the kiss leaning his forehead against yours whispering “Be mine, Y/N.” Your heart was beating so fast you were sure he could hear it. “I’ve been yours since the day I met you, Levi.” His arms holding you tight against his chest, tears threatening to fall in his eyes, is this what love feels like? Was this the love he has never felt like he deserved before? He was eager for you to love him and take care of him like no one ever has done before and in return he is willing to let you in and love you with this whole entire being and take the best care of you for the rest of his life.

#levi ackerman #levi ackerman x reader #levi ackerman angst #levi ackerman fluff #levi ackerman x y/n #levi ackerman x you #snk levi ackerman #aot imagine #aot x reader #aot x y/n #levi ackerman imagine #snk levi #snk x reader #snk x y/n

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marvelgirlstories · 1 year ago

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Hey my lovelies, ❤️

I don't know how good this is as I didn't proofread.❤️🫶🏻 Anyways I present to you...

Stucky Fluff Alphabet

Warnings: One small hint of sex

They love everything about you, but they love seeing you train. They love how focused you get.

A = Attractive (What do they find attractive about the other?)

B = Baby (Do they want a family? Why/Why not?)

They would love to, but it could be a bit hard with missions.

C = Cuddle (How do they cuddle?)

I think Steve would normally face you and Bucky would big spoon you. It would change from time to time.

D = Dates (What are dates with them like?)

Old fashioned. Restaurant dates. Picnics on rooftops. But also little things like making dinner together and walks in the park. (Does that count as a date?)

E = Everything (You are my___ (e.g. my life, my world)

Bucky: My light

Steve: My angel

F = Feelings (When did they know they were in love?)

Well the both liked you from the day they met you. They talked about you together and realized that they both had feelings.

G = Gentle (Are they gentle? If so, how?)

Steve is normally more gentle than Bucky. They try to be, but it doesn't all ways stay that way.

H = Hands (How do they like to hold hands?)

Bucky will hold hands with you tightly whenever possible. Steve would lightly hold and/or run circles on your hand for comfort.

I = Impression (What was their first impression?)

They were impressed. You shocked them in the best possible way.

J = Jealousy (Do they get jealous?)

Yes. They both do, even though they know you would never leave them. But normally it happens when a stranger tries to flirt with you.

K = Kiss (How do they kiss? Who initiated the first kiss?)

How:

You almost always had your arms around each other.

First kiss:

They took you out and explained that they both like you. And then you kissed whoever was nearer to you, before moving on to whoever was next.

L = Love (Who says ‘I love you’ first?)

Why do I feel like Steve said it first? Like on a date he would suddenly say and surprise Bucky because they hadn't talked about it before. But he would follow soon after and then you would too.

M = Memory (What’s their favourite memory together?)

Your first date, it was overly romantic and old-fashioned (in a good way). A picnic, fun, the sunset, jokes, a evening walk, paddling in a river.

N = Nickel (Do they spoil? Do they buy the person they love everything?)

They don't normally, but if they feel like it ... be prepared.

O = Orange (What colour reminds them of their other half?)

Blue 💙🩵💙

P = Pet names (What pet names do they use?)

Bucky: Doll

Steve: Sweetheart

Sometimes Love or Darling, but not very often.

They still call each other Punk and Buck.

Q = Quaint (What is their favourite non-modern thing?)

Heh. What can I say. They still live with that 40s feeling. (Don't really know the right word to express it) You would sometimes add 40s things to your relationship to change it up a little.

R = Rainy Day (What do they like to do on a rainy day?)

Hear me out... picnic in the rain. (I know, a lot of picnics) But it's so much fun. You can watch the rain and eat your favorite foods. If you don't feel like it, you bake and/or cuddle in bed.

S = Sad (How do they cheer themselves/others up?)

They will do anything and everything to make you feel better.

If you want to cheer them up, cuddles is always an answer. They don't like to show when they are sad, but you learned the signs.

T = Talking (What do they like to talk about?)

If you wanted to talk, there was loads of things and you would never run out of words. But silence is nice too.

U = Unencumbered (What helps them relax?)

After a mission a bath is always nice. Bath bombs, bath salts, the whole ordeal. Sometimes it would become something more... Cuddles afterwards. At least it was relaxing.

V = Vaunt (What do they like to show off? What are they proud of?)

They like to show you off to the public, and say you're theirs. PDA!!! Even as small as a forehead kiss.

W = Wedding (When, how, where do they propose?)

After a date, alone somewhere you all love. They will each have a ring and take turns with a speech.

X = Xylophone (What’s their song?)

They love 40s music, but when you showed them this one they were in love...

All of me by John Legend

Y = Yes (Do they ever think of getting married/proposing?)

All the time! They both see the three of you living happily together. If they were alone, it will be a topic of discussion.

Z = Zebra (If they wanted a pet, what would they get?)

You don't really need one, because you are perfectly happy. It would be a problem when you went on missions.

My first non Stole my heart Stucky fic. I would think this could be linked to the later parts of Stole my heart. (I didn't mean to write it for that, but it kinda fits) 😂

Bye 😘❤️

#stucky #stucky x reader #stucky fluff #fluff alphabet #Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes #bucky #Steve Rogers #fanfiction

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drchenquill · 5 months ago

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Alpha-Write Tag~

Your geinus strikes again @agirlandherquill! Let's see if I can do this~

rules: for every letter of the alphabet, compose a sentence/short paragraph beginning with that letter

A: Air filled her lungs as she finally allowed herself to breath, to taste the beauty of life once more.

B: Beneath her feet, the gravel shook. It shook until it split in two with a loud rumble. Frozen, she could only stare as whatever it was that broke free of its cemented cage and rose to its inhuman seize, ready to take revenge on those who had taken its freedom.

C: "Care to explain to me why the box clearly marked 'Do Not Open' is open?" "Is curiosity a valid explanation, or does it sentence me to a week of cold-shoulder-treatment?"

D: Distress was something he was used to, a feeling as familiar as the birds chirping outside his window every morning.

E: Evening came, but they did not return. The promise they once held, broken in one cold winter night.

F: " 'Find the dragon' they said, 'slay it and you'll be King forever' they said. Forgot to mention the dragon is a child!" "See it positvely, My Liege, you won't need to look for an heir."

G: God knows how many time she had tried to convince him otherwise, to tell him what a bad idea that was. She had given up, given him up, but as she stared at his name ingraved into the stone before her feet, she wished, for once, that his stubbornes would bring him back, back to her.

H: Heaven and Hell won't hold me back once I will be freed from my restrains. My rage will feel no bounds as I unleash it onto the world.

I: "I know, my love, I know, but believe me that this is the only way for us to live, the only way for us to know what's out there. So... will you jump with me?"

J: "Justice is just a word, a word that people use to justify an act of personal revenge against others who have wronged them. By this logic, cutting your throat is also an act of justice, or am I wrong, dear?"

K: Kindness was always so straining for her, for it was merely an act she had to put up. But not for others, oh no, but for herself. She kept herself in check, because if she wasn't kind, she would start to kill... again.

L: Long after the sun had set and the stars filled the sky, two lovers met underneath their shine, basking in the glory of the night, where nobody could hurt them.

M: "Motherfu-" "Don't use such vulgar words in front of the child!" "The child is eighteen and has screamed worse!"

N: Noting the disgusted look on her face, he realized that his approach was anything but welcomed.

O: Others might know the taste of love, the taste of happiness, but she realized quickly that nothing compared to the taste of blood.

P: Pushing a strand of loose hair behind her ear, he couldn't help but admire the soft blush coloring her round cheeks, inviting him to press a soft kiss on her tender skin.

Q: Questioning things was something she often did, but this will be the first time she was terrified of the answer.

R: "Rest, my child, for your adventure is yet to begin."

S: Sleep was something he did on the regular, slumping into his pillow, succumbing to the sweet darkness that helped him escape the reality that was darker than any of his dreamless nights.

T: "Take your gremlin and leave me be." "You've handed me our child." "... I'm not having a good day, okay?"

U: Under the tender gaze of her former lover, she took her last breath, on it bitter words of love, hoping to crumble to walls that he had build around his withering heart.

V: "Very funny, guys. Who melted my candles and formed them into... Whatever this is?"

W: Wailing could be heard through the normally silent castle walls.

X: "Xbox? You bought him an Xbox?" "I know, I know. I shouldn't support his criminal activities, but he did it for the poor, honey." "Exactly, you could've bought him a Play Station."

Y: "You knew what he did to me! You knew how I had to suffer because of him! How could you?"

Z: I don't have anything. Or better, I don't know English good enough to know that many, or any, words with Z.

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Tagging for this fun game, with no pressure, @paeliae-occasionally , @theink-stainedfolk , @the-golden-comet , @willtheweaver , @finickyfelix and open tag~

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underworld-park-offical · 1 year ago

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TOLKIEN: Can you believe this shit, Jimmy?

JIMMY: H-h-h-hey

JIMMY: D-d-d-d-don't d-d-d-diss s-s-someone w-w-w-with b-b-b-big d-d-d-dreams

JIMMY: N-n-n-not cool

TOLKIEN: I will if said dreams are ridiculous and stupid

TOLKIEN: Like being a jackass influencer

STAN: Can we shut up about Craig being a Dollar Store Addison Rae, please?

STAN: I'm getting a migraine listening to this idiotic babbling about how many likes he has

STAN: Just stop, he already does it enough

KYLE: Didn't you start bullying him though?

KYLE: Because it was funny?

STAN: Well it's not now sooooo…. shut up

CLYDE: WHO WAS MOVING THE POINTER THINGIE ON THE BOARD PLEASE CONFESS I WILL CRY

KENNY: I thought you were “manly”

CARTMAN: Woah Kenny, it is 2023 and you’re still throwing around male stereotypes?

CARTMAN: You’re getting C A N C E L E D

CARTMAN: GUYS KENNY DOESN’T THINK MEN SHOULD CRY

KENNY: HE LITERALLY SAID HE HAD BIG MAN HANDS

KENNY: HE ADMITTED TO GOING TO HOME DEPOT????

KENNY: WHAT AM I BEING CANCELED FOR TELLING THE TRUTH?????

CRAIG: Wow, Kenny, and I thought we were friends, Smh my head

KENNY: WHAT????????

TOLKIEN: Can you move things, Mr. Spirit, sir?

CRAIG: That was so gay of you

CARTMAN: Why would you assume it was a man???

TOLKIEN: Why would you assume, it's an it?

CARTMAN: ….

TOLKIEN: Exactly

CRAIG: Preach

CLYDE: IT'S MOVING IT'S MOVING IT'S MOVING AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-

KENNY: CLYDE SHUT UP!!! AND STOP MOVING, I CAN'T SEE ANYTHING BEHIND YOUR FAT HEAD

CLYDE: I'M GONNA CRYYYYY

KENNY: GOOD

KYLE: S….u…..r……e

CRAIG: Sure?

CRAIG: So the ghost wants to be basic?

CRAIG: Lmao based

STAN: Oh my god shut up

STAN: Please.

TOLKIEN: It could have just used the yes, why would it go through so much effort to give an answer?

CLYDE: Maybe they want to be best friends and are worried about messing things up or being impolite?

CRAIG: That's so based of them, frfr, lol

STAN: A ghost wanting to befriend a bunch of high, lowlife teenagers?

STAN: Yeah, I'm not buying it

CLYDE: F….u….

CLYDE: AWHHH

JIMMY: N-n-n-n-nice g-going st-st-stan, you r-r-ruined our ch-chances of be-be-bef-f-friending C-Casper, a-asshole

STAN: There is no way you actually believe this, right?

STAN: We are all in a simulation

STAN: None of this is real

STAN: We are all in a coma because the government wants to control us

STAN: Trying to make us all boy kissing gays

STAN: But not me, no

STAN: I'm smarter than all of you, so I know I can't be controlled

STAN: This Ouija board is the way for the government to mind control us

STAN: Do not be deceived.

TOLKIEN: Shut up Stan, quit talking out of your ass

STAN: Ass….A…S…S……Actual…..Super…..Sexual…..Sexual as in….Homosexual….

STAN: YOU'RE A GOVERNMENT SPY!

KYLE: Ignore him, Tolkien

TOLKIEN: Have been.

STAN: YOU’RE ALL CONSPIRING AGAINST ME!

CRAIG: Lmao holy shit I need to record this

STAN: YOU'RE ALL JUST MAD BECAUSE I KNOW THE TRUTH!!! YOU ALL ARE BRAINWASHED!!!!

CRAIG: Stan…. bffr… smile for the camera

STAN: NO!!! THOSE CAMERAS PUT MICROCHIPS IN YOUR HAND LIKE THEY HAVE THE VACCINES

CRAIG: Is he /j or /srs rn?

KYLE: He's serious, unfortunately

KYLE: Let's just move on before I get an aneurysm

KENNY: Good idea

KYLE: Is…. anything moving?

TOLKEIN: Oh I don't know, Kyle, can a blind person see?

KYLE: ….

TOLKIEN: No, exactly

CLYDE: IT'S SO DARK IN HERE I'M AFRAID OF THE DARK!!!

TOLKIEN: No, Porkchop, you aren’t

CLYDE: I AM NOW!!

STAN: Everything is all so dark

STAN: It's what they want

KYLE: It's what who wants? STAN: Aliens…. they want to steal our sun…

CRAIG: Haha lmao imagine believing in aliens, couldn’t be me

JIMMY: Wh-wh-wh-what's that n-n-noise?

JIMMY: C-C–C–C–C-C-Craig…. Is th-the ac on?

CLYDE: TURN THE AC OFF YOU MONSTER!!

CLYDE: LEAVE US BE!!

CLYDE: WE WANTED TO BE FRIENDS BEFORE YOU TOLD US TO GO FUCK OURSELVES!

CLYDE: BUT NAY! NAY WE SAY! CLYDE: WE, THE HUMAN COUNCIL

TOLKIEN:...... What-

CLYDE: SAY GO FUCK YOURSELF

CLYDE: GOOD DAY SIR OR MA’AM CARTMAN: OR MX!

CLYDE: OR MIXTAPE

CRAIG: Lmao okay slay, ate, ate and left no crumbs. Not a single crumb inside, bro ate the plate too frfr

(EDITS MADE BY @Pissblanket)

#south park edits #southpark #south park #hellpark #underworld park #sp #craig tucker #kyle broflovski #stan marsh #kenny mccormick #craigfluencer

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ghost-type-writer · 5 months ago

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Alphabet Writing Tag!

Ty for the tag @theeccentricraven

Rules: give a sentence for each letter of the alphabet! (Can compose or get from your WIP)

Most of these are from my wip Mage of Hearts, and two other projects I haven't named yet.

A - A girl looked down on the lands of Awen through a curtain of frozen breath.

B - "Because you lied to me." she spat through grit teeth. "That place ate my sister and you told me she ran away."

C - Candle light was the sole comfort in the stone room, it's faint warmth her only distraction as the vines sucked her life away.

D - *Did it know where they were?* Eran held his breath as the sound of footsteps on the roof stopped above them.

E - "Encore!" screamed the shrimp as the crabs clapped their claws. It was quite the queer sight, a crustacean's applause.

F - "Forget your fears my dear." the old woman said pushing forward a cup full of purple smoke. "And you never have to fave them."

G - "Grasp tight all the threads that make you, you." he said leaning in as if to share a secret. "You wouldn't want to get unraveled in a place like this."

H - "Hani, I've known you my entire life. I'm not going to fall for one of the lines you feed to merchant's daughters."

I - "I don't mind. It's rare I get a chance to speak with someone my own age." replied the prince.

J - "Just now I was enjoying the view." she candidly replied.

K - "Kill the kid. We don't have anymore time to waste."

L - Like her aunt all those years ago Kenzie squeezed through a crack in the world and fell into a great shifting void.

M - Maybe it was the blood loss, but all he could think about was the way her lips had felt.

N - Now had passed, and now was never. Yet another door closed forever.

O - "Outsiders are beings comprised of pure mana. Your assignment this evening is to list the names of the inner and outer elemental variants."

P - Potatoes stand at the top of the vegetable kingdom.

Q - Quarrel not with quails, a Brachan saying which reminds one not to worry about small problems.

R - Ronald McDonald, beloved fast food mascot, has just been arrested in relation to a series of violent home invasions carried out over the past few weeks. More at 9.

S - "So what all are we cooking for this prince? asked Hani.

T - The tall man laughed. "And who's gonna make us leave, some runty tavern wench?"

U - Using the man's forward momentum Hani twisted and threw him over her shoulder onto the hard tavern floor.

V - Vengeance is a hollow prize.

W - "Was he handsome?" Wendy shamelessly asked.

X - "Xibalba is lovely this time of year. You simply must visit." said the bat.

Y - "You can take your man here and leave, or I can teach that same lesson to whoever's next."

Z "Zahir has always had the heart of a wanderer." Sari said with a fond smile.

Tagging: Noone. I'm new here :p

#writing #writeblr #alphabet tag #writers on tumblr #writing community #tag game #mage of hearts #current wip #wip

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bratshaws · 2 years ago

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through the hourglass 27. brb x oc

a/n: this man is not going to keep himself together once he knows :)

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: P U P P I E S

goodness gracious (pls read this one to know more what this fic is about!!)

chapter

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(pls let me know if you want to be added to the taglist!! )

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Jolene gave birth in the second week of November, a litter of two girls and two boys. Beatrice woke up in the middle of the night with the birth already happening and all she could do was take care of her dog until she was done.It was magical, and stressful, but Beatrice was crying as she saw the puppies wriggling about.

She wanted to take a picture to send Rooster but she remembered she couldn’t, not until he told her he was close to his phone again. So she just kept it to herself…amongst other things. She was so focused on Jolene she forgot to do the follow up at the doctor about the ultrasound, only remembering when she was cleaning the little pen Jolene and her puppies were. “Oh, fuck.” she groans, pushing herself to her feet and rushing to her phone to check if there was still time.

She had fifteen minutes and she looked a mess, “Fuck!” but she didn’t want to leave Jolene alone, she had to call someone! Shells? No, Shells was probably napping at this hour, Evelyn was working and couldn’t come over, Leonardo was out of the question…which left one final person: Michael. Michael worked at night, he spent most of his morning doing God knows what and he wanted to meet Jolene’s puppies!

Which also brought the question of what she’d tell him once he got there. She had to come up with something but…the pantry was full, she can’t say she had to go grocery shopping, nothing in the house needed repairs, “Oh!I know!” she looks down at where Jolene is with her puppies, her auburn pittie just tilting her head, “I can tell him I need more blankets for you guys! That’s a great idea!”

The fact that Jolene looked like she was in an actual nest could be easily ignored.

“That’s perfect, he’ll never suspect anything.” she presses the phone to her ear after finding Michael’s name in her contact list, ‘He’ll be too busy looking at you guys too so.”

“Hello?”

“Mikey!Hi, good morning!Listen, are you busy?”

“No, I’m out and about, what’s up?”

“Can you stay with Jojo for a little bit while I buy her and the puppies some more blankets?”

Beatrice could swear he stopped breathing when she said ‘puppies’ and was probably ignoring anything else that came out of her mouth, “I’ll be right over.” and hangs up after saying he loved her. Beatrice tries to fight the proud grin but there’s no use, humming in triumph as she slid the phone back into her pocket.

Everything was going well, all she had to do was stick to the plan. No one else - besides Ev,Shells and Penny - knows about her pregnancy and while she did trust Michael’s word when it comes to secrets she also knew how much being an uncle meant to him, so he was out of the list as well.

Beatrice looks down at Jolene and her four puppies - one white, one black and brown, one auburn colored and one pitch black - all nursing themselves on their mama, as Jolene wagged her tail once she meets her owner’s eyes. Beatrice smiles, gently falling to her knees to pet her head, “You knew, didn’t you Jojo?” she asks as she scratches under her chin, “You knew about me.”

The way Jolene stood close by and how she often placed her head on Beatrice’s stomach was enough of a sign. Jolene boofed softly, as if she was confirming her owner’s questioning, closing her eyes as Beatrice kept petting her.

She sighs, then pulls out her phone just to take a quick picture of the puppies so she could send Brad whenever possible, smiling when the white one stopped feasting to lift her closed eyed face towards Beatrice as if she knew where she was already. Beatrice smiles, taking another picture of the pink nosed puppy and gently petting the tiny white bean with the back of her fingers.

Beatrice gets a message from Michael letting her know he arrived, which leaves her a bit confused but she stands up, walking towards the door where she could see her brother’s face peeking through the window. “Jesus Mike,” she says once she opens the door, “That’s creepy, don’t do that shit.”

“Where are they?” he questions, walking around his little sister with his laser focus towards the puppies, “Where are the tiny babies?”

“In the kitchen,” his massive form disappears from her view and Beatrice grins when she hears the soft yet loud gasp from her brother…followed by the baby talk. She walks back into the kitchen where she sees Michael is on his knees, leaning a bit forward with his lips parted in an ‘o’ shape, pointing at each little puppy and then caressing Jolene with his huge hand, “Cute huh?”

“Yes. Oh my God,” he whispers, “Oh they are little angels Bea. Oh I love them so much.”

“Yeah I know, anyway, I just need you to stay with them for a little bit.” She explains while placing her bag strap on her shoulder, then grabbing her car keys “To keep them company and…you are no longer hearing me are you?” Michael was too busy lying on the ground to be on face level with the new babies, cooing the one that sniffed his finger through the crate and then petting Jolene.

Beatrice rolled her eyes with a grin, knowing that they’d all be okay there…and now there was time for her to go. She knew what to do, she knew what to expect and she waited a bit before going just to make sure everything was fine. She sent another bye towards her brother, receiving no answer as she expected, closing the door behind her and making her way to the red jeep.

Honestly the drive to the clinic was a bit quick, she barely remembers arriving there and she sat inside her car with her hands on the wheel, looking ahead, chewing her lower lip.

Why was she hesitating? Why was she nervous?

Maybe because that’s the very first pregnancy she ever had and she didn’t want anything bad to happen. That was why. Beatrice closes her eyes for a second, smell the flower, blow the candle and then leaves the car towards the clinic. As she wanders inside, she feels a bit on the spot by the amount of women there, some heavily pregnant, some not but most if not all of them had their partners with them.

Beatrice bites her lower lip, reminding that Rooster isn’t there because he couldn’t be, not because he didn’t want to be and to not let her mind spew words in her brain that weren’t true. She talks to the receptionist who smiles and tells her that the doctor will see her soon enough and to wait a bit, which she does, almost squeezing herself away from the couple next to her chair.

She bites her lower lip again, tapping her hands together between her thighs as she waits, looking up at the clock on the wall, bouncing her leg anxiously until it was her turn. She hears the mother next to her coo to her belly, then her husband puts his hand on top and she tries to gaze away from them because the last thing she wanted was to be called a creep but she couldn’t help but imagine how Rooster would react.

He’d be happy, because of course he would…maybe more protective than normal- no he’d definitely be more protective than normal. Would he become one of those satellite husbands who would always- yes. Yes he would. Beatrice has to bite back her smile before the laugh leaves her lips, just at the thought. “Beatrice Bradshaw?” a woman calls from a room and it still jolts her how now she had his last name. She lifts her head to meet the woman’s eyes, then stands up when she smiles, “Come on in.”

She remembered when she went with Marina to have her ultrasound because Derek was working, she remembered how pregnant her sister was and…it was making her second guess this decision. Maybe it was too soon, she thinks as she lies down, maybe she should’ve waited more, she couldn’t hide the gasp nor the wince when she felt the cold gel on her navel as she pulled down her shorts, maybe she should’ve-

“Well, well, there is something there.”

Beatrice immediately lifts her head to check the monitor, widening her eyes when she finally sees it. It’s very small, it’s so tiny it was hard to recognize it but it was there. That was her baby! “Oh….oh wow.”

“It’s still really small, it’s just a month old after all.” a month old, so that means she got pregnant during Palermo! “But, so far it looks okay. I do think you should come back in a few months, when you reach the fourteen to eighteen week mark.”

“So…so it’s okay?”

“Well, it is still the first month so there’s always the need to be extra careful.”

Beatrice blinks at the doctor, she gets a bit confused but nods nonetheless, “Okay, u-um, should I…refrain from something?” the doctor offers her a kind grin, then rolls away from the table to open a drawer on her desk, flipping through some papers before handing it back to her, “Oh.”

There was a list of do’s and don'ts for first time mothers, she had to pay attention to it on the way home so she’d donate what she shouldn’t have at the house. Hopefully there aren't a lot of things? She’s been researching some stuff herself so she could at least be prepared until then.

She thanks the doctor before leaving, holding the piece of paper in her hands as if it was precious and fighting the best she could to not send a message to Rooster. No, she had to wait until he was ready to talk, he couldn’t now so there was no need to do that…but what she could do was prepare something for him…and buy paints, and work on the baby room!! Oh she was so excited!

“I’m back!” Beatrice calls, her hands filled with bags that she was sure to hide from her brother by hurriedly putting them in her small studio room, playing it off as drawing supplies while she goes to the kitchen with a new blanket for the puppies just like she said she’d get. Beatrice sees Michael is seated on the kitchen watching a movie on his cellphone and Jolene is still in the little pen with her babies, tapping her tail on the futon as the brunette approaches her.

Bea’s brother, who was currently eating a sandwich, looks up at her when she leans closer to Jolene, a pastel colored blanket in her arms, “How was the day? You took a long time to get back.”

“Oh, I went to Mackenzie’s to get some art supplies.” she says with a smile and for the first time the lie comes out so smoothly she’s proud of herself. “And the blanket too of course.”

“Hm, alright, well, they all behaved.” he smiles down at the puppies who were snoozing silently against Jolene, “Hey, do you guys plan on keeping them or something?”

Beatrice sets her bag on the counter, then looks over at Michael ‘Well, probably not. The house is spacious but we can’t keep them all…why? Are you interested?”

“Well, I am and so is Bibi. Once she finds out they are born you know she’ll pester Leo about it. Nevermind she just had a little sister, a dog is way better than a sibling.” he jokes, leaning on his open hand as he watches Beatrice laugh to herself as she fills a glass with water. There’s a piece of paper sticking out of her back pocket but he can’t see what it was from where he was seated, “So, anyway, do you need me for anything else?”

“No, Mike, but you can stay if you want.”

“Nah,I gotta work later tonight and I need my beauty sleep, so,” he grunts as he pushes himself to his feet, walking over to Beatrice and pecking her forehead, “I’m going to take my leave and go home, Bea. Bye babies!” he coos towards the sleeping puppies, his smile never faltering as he walks to the door with his sister in tow, “Anyway, do let me know if you need any more help, I’ll do my best.”

Bea smiles and hugs him one final time, watching until he gets to his car then drives off. She waits a few more minutes, keeping her eyes on the car that was so far she could no longer identify it then bolted back inside after locking the door. She rushes to her little art room, yanking everything she got at the department store and setting it in front of her on the ground.

There is paint, a lot of paint, tape, a small box, alongside baby items she was going to make Rooster’s gift with, “Okay.” she smiles, gathering everything in her arms and rushing to the outside so she could have space and keep an eye on Jolene as well. Her dog just followed her with her head, blinking her big eyes until she could no longer see Beatrice on the backyard.

Since Beatrice didn’t want to make a lot of noise, even if she wasn’t cutting anything or using her power tools, she didn’t want to disturb Jolene’s puppies nor the new mama. She takes in a deep breath with a smile, then grabs everything she bought that day as she prepared Rooster’s little surprise. “Oh, shit!” she stands up, running inside the house to their bathroom, “Almost forgot!”

She kept the tests inside the bathroom drawer for safety, fearing that if she kept it anywhere else she might throw it away by accident. Once she has them in her hand, holding it up like it was Excalibur, Beatrice walks back outside to where she left everything.

She knew she couldn’t do much, she had to keep it simple because, well, he was somewhere else far away and it’d be a bit awkward to bring home a box bigger than he could carry inside his bag. So what she did was choose one that looked like a pen box, nothing unusual nor that it’d bring a lot of suspicion once he got it and something that could fit both tests without worries.

Beatrice felt the butterflies dance in her stomach, she was happy, she was excited, she was over the moon because she was pregnant! It was almost unreal how everything happened, how one year ago this was the last thing in her mind and now, she married her crush - her handsome, tall and sweet crush - and now had a mini Bradshaw inside of her.

“Mini Bradshaw.” she smiles, wrapping the two tests in light green colored paper, keeping it closed with a paw print sticker, “It is a mini Bradshaw, oh just you wait until your dad hears about you.” she was already talking to the baby even if it was as tiny as a grain of rice– “Oh! Oh great idea!”

Jolene just opens one of her eyes when she sees her owner open the pantry cabinets and rummage for a bit until she comes out with one single grain of rice, “Oh he’s going to lose it!” Beatrice then grabs a piece of paper and a copic marker, voicing the words she writes down on it, “What is the size of a grain of rice but not a grain of rice? Oh! I should ask him to not open until we are able to video chat…so I can see his reaction to it! Yes, great idea!”

She does write that down too, knowing that surprises are the one thing that eats on Rooster the most, he is like a little boy during Christmas eve eager to get his presents first. But hopefully, hopefully he will take on her request and wait until it is time.

Beatrice smiles once she is done, gluing the tiny grain in the middle of the paper and folding around it until it was just a thin square. She walks back out to grab the box, places the square on top of the folded paper and then clicks the box shut, “Perfect.” and now all she had to do was send it…she hoped it’d get there by the time they talk again, or at least the very next time they talk is what she is earning for.

As long as it reaches his hands she’s happy, she doesn’t have to worry about anything else.

Beatrice smiles at the little box, letting out a sigh through her mouth and then places her forehead on top of the gift, feeling like she was about to burst at any second now. She just wanted a safe pregnancy, a safe delivery, a safe baby, nothing else. And she’d do everything in her power for this baby to be born healthy, including keeping up with her yoga exercises in the morning since she’d seen it was good for the baby.

She sets the gift on the kitchen counter, preparing herself for the next step in her project, walking out of the kitchen and to the art room where the paint cans and brushes sat as if waiting for her return. She made a promise to herself to paint more this year, especially to finish that picture she never did - now thinking she should add more things to it before the baby was born.

As she walks back to the baby room, opens the door and turns on the light, she smiles seeing her sketches from a few weeks back, “Okay,” she looks down at her still normal sized stomach, “Time for us to paint your room, are you excited?”

And she decided that doing it now was better seeing she wouldn’t be very mobile by the next months after all. Beatrice looked around, pursing her lips and thinking where to start, “First, let me cover the floor.” she tells herself, spreading newspapers until she is surrounded. Beatrice then supports her chin on her hand, then her other hand on her hip, looking around with her eyes squinted just a bit, “Hm…hmmmm, I think I should start with the background first, that’s a great idea.”

Since she didn’t have work that day it was also a great way to pass the time, knowing this would take more than a few weeks to finish. Beatrice popped the paint cans open and got to work, even putting on her playlist as she did so, humming to Good Golly Miss Molly as she paid extra attention while painting.

Beatrice manages to paint most of the backgrounds until she feels her stomach beg for a snack, looking down at her cellphone to see it was “Holy shit, it’s past seven, oh God!” She closes everything and rushes down the stairs, greeting Jolene and the puppies when she enters the kitchen.

She’s covered in paint, there’s paint on her knuckles, her arms, under her fingernails and undoubtedly on her face as well, but she was going to take a shower after eating. She just decides to have some of the leftovers from last night’s dinner, heating everything up on her stove and checking her phone once she turns around.

There’s no message from him yet, the little ‘<3’ he left her being the last thing he said in weeks…she tried not to worry, she really did and she didn’t want to send him more than the message of support from a few weeks back. “I hope you are okay Roos.” she whispers, “For both our sakes.”

What was she talking about, he was okay, he had to be. He said it’d take a while for him to talk back, there wasn’t anything going on, “Yeah, he’s fine.” she says with a firm nod, looking down at her stomach, “Your daddy is very brave. He really is, you know? He’s so smart too…I think you’ll be smart just like him. And probably musically talented.” she looks to where his piano was in the corner of the living room, imagining him and the mini Bradshaw seated next to him was already making her chest constrict.

He was okay.

Everything was okay.

“God, Roos…talk to me soon.” she says against her phone, “Please.”

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jupiter---daydreams · 5 months ago

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thanks to @agirlandherquill for the tag!!

rules: for every letter of the alphabet, compose a sentence/short paragraph beginning with that letter

(im technically cheating since I'm using sentences from my wip and not making them for this challenge)

A: “And you remember the kind of impression we're going for?” Mr. Fyre speaks up again, looming over my shoulder to speak into my ear.

B: Being in a car–especially now that it's moving–sets off every nerve in my body.

C: Caleb takes it and his eyes start to flick from the photo to me to the photo to me. We’ve done this before and I know that he’s trying to see if I look like either of them. To see if there’s still a connection.

D: Despite those thoughts, feelings, and impending panic attack, I force a smile–not that they can see with my mask on, but you can sort of hear it in my voice–before I reply.

E: Exorcist stands the second that he stops talking. “No thanks. We’ll take whatever you have back to our base–Verse, you’re welcome to join us–and we’ll get out of here.”

F: Finally, he says, “Can the story be about Mom and Dad?”

G: “Glad to be here, sir. I’ve always been a fan,” I say, not a single truthful word present in that sentence.

H: Hopefully that’ll get Mr. Fyre off my back later, but knowing him, he’ll find something else to pick at me for.

I: I lay down on my own bed, too big and too empty, with a muted sob.

J: Judging from the way Exorcist clings to Emote’s side and even Null’s face is pulled into a tight frown, they certainly feel it, too.

“Kid?”

He knows. How does he know!? I’ve only known him for, what, a few hours? Am I that easy to read? Oh god, when Mr. Fyre and Ms. Monsley find out they’re going to kill me.

L: Like he doesn’t understand what training means. Then, I have the strange thought that maybe their version of training is different than Ms. Monsley’s.

My eyebrows shoot up. That was…childish.

A shocked, startled laugh comes out of Null. Apparently, I had said that aloud.

N: Nulls raises his hand, only speaking once Mr. Merced gives him an affirmative nod. “That’s not a lot of time to prepare. Why so sudden?” He asks. It's startling how serious he sounds. All joking, laid backness is gone from his voice. This is Null.

O: Of course. They–a Hero that has good cause to get revenge, a Hero that can sense emotions, and Null, too, I guess–are the ones I’m meant to be working with. Is it even possible for me to have worse luck?

P: Patrick lets the audience laugh for a moment, then he says, “Now, Verse, I can't speak for the audience, but I will when I say we've all been wanting to know one question. What is your powerset?”

Q: Right, the mission. I nod, silently returning to my area. I can practically feel the stares of the others on my back, and a quick glance back confirms it. Exorcist isn’t even trying to hide that she’s staring.

R: Right. The DNA sample that I definitely knew about and am totally not just finding out about right now. By the way, let's give a big round of applause to Ms. Monsley and Mr. Fyre for always keeping me in the loop.

She. Can. Sense. Emotions.

Get your spiraling under control.

That leaves Exorcist without anything else to say, and she huffs, crossing her arms and turning away.

Emote's eyes flicker to me and I mentally prepare myself for a lecture, but Null lets out a snort of laughter–at my expense, no doubt–and Emote swivels her head to face him instead.

U: “Uh, Emote, Exorcist?” I call out as they start to leave the table we had gathered around. They turn, expectantly. “I was wondering if I could, uh, grab your powers now?”

V: “Verse, I really don't think you respect me. And that bothers me, because I am someone who deserves to be respected. So, watch your tone,” he pauses then and I can't bring myself to look him in the eyes.

W: A thought strikes me suddenly: how would any other child react? Would they throw a tantrum? Would they cry? Would they forgive me like Caleb?

X: For good measure–extra humiliation–she puts the sharp point to my throat. It digs in with a small prick of pain, letting out a bead of blood.

Y: “You’ve been contacted by ASPI. They want you to be involved with a mission. There weren’t many details, just a time and place for a briefing meeting, and a list of the other Heroes you’ll be working with.”

Z: I’ve been threatened by enough scary women to make me ready to back off–explanation be damned– but Emote stops me before I can even start to apologize.

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feedingtheflockministry · 1 year ago

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*The Gospel Alphabet*

*A* - All have sinned and come short of the glory of God. (Romans 3:23).

*B* – Behold the Lamb of God, that taketh away the sin of the world. (John 1:29).

*C* – Come unto Me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. (Matthew 11:28).

*D* – Draw nigh to God, and He will draw nigh to you. (James 4:8).

*E* – Even so, it is not the will of your Father which is in heaven that one of these little ones should perish. (Matthew 18:14).

*F* – For by grace are ye saved through faith, and that not of yourselves; it is the gift of God. (Ephesians 2:8)

*G* – God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life. (John 3:16).

*H* – Him that cometh to Me I will in no way cast out. (John 6:37).

*I* – I am the way, the truth and the life; no man cometh unto the Father, but by Me. (John 14:6).

*J* – Jesus answered and said unto them, “This is the work of God, that ye believe on Him whom He hath sent.” (John 6:29).

*K* – Knock, and it shall be opened to you. (Matthew 7:7).

*L* – Look unto Me, and be ye saved, all the ends of the earth. (Isaiah 45:22).

*M* – My grace is sufficient for thee. (2 Corinthians 12:9).

*N* – Now is the accepted time; behold, now is the day of salvation. (2 Corinthians 6:2).

*O* – Open Thou mine eyes, that I may behold wondrous things out of Thy law. (Psalm 119:18).

*P* – Peace I leave with you; My peace I give unto you; not as the world giveth, give I to you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid. (John 14:27).

*Q* – Quicken me according to Thy Word. (Psalm 119:154).

*R* – Rest in the Lord, and wait patiently for Him. (Psalm 37:7)

*S* – Seek, and ye shall find. (Matthew 7:7).

*T* – The blood of Jesus Christ His Son cleanseth us from all sin. (1 John 1:7).

*U* – Unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour which is Christ the Lord. (Luke 2:11).

*V* – Verily, verily I say unto you, He that believeth on Me hath everlasting life. (John 6:47).

*W* – What shall it profit a man, if he shall gain the whole world and lose his own soul? (Mark 8:36).

*X* – Except a man be born again, he cannot see the kingdom of God. (John 3:3).

*Y* – Ye are not your own; ye are bought with a price. (1 Corinthians 6:19-20).

*Z* – Zealous of good works. (Titus 2:14)

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littlespace-imagines · 2 years ago

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Little Obsession pt.5

Eyeless Jack x reader

Pt.4

**This is a CG/l story, it's 18+ there will be D/S dynamics but Littlespace will NEVER be sexualized**

Warnings: Fem pronouns for reader, semi-established relationship, Cursing, Stalking, CG/l dynamics

You had grown used to staying with Jack, he tried his best to keep your days as interesting as possible, he would leave for work and every now and then he'd have to take a trip over the weekend or something. You had stopped counting the days after two months, and instead just enjoyed your life one day at a time.

You were currently helping Jack with the dinner dishes, he made a delicious spaghetti for you to eat. You realized you still hadn't seen Jack really eat with you but you shrugged it off, you knew Jack wasn't normal and that's where you left the subject.

Jack handing you a dish to dry got cut short by someone pounding on the front door, it was loud and quick punches, Jack picked you up and sat you on the couch before going to the door.

"You better have a good fucking reason for coming here." He says to the person behind the door, still not opening it

"J-Jack...I'm I-injured. You know I w-wouldn't come here unless it was an e-emergency." You heard the gruff voice on the other side reply. They were obviously stuttering from the pain and weakness, Jack opened the door and pulled the person in.

You watched as they walked a couple feet into the room and collapsed, you saw a girl dressed in warm clothes follow them in and kneel next to him in concern, she whispered comforting things as tears fell from her eyes. You got up and decided to make the two of you some tea to give Jack space to work.

Jack picked up the person who you now knew was a man, and laid him on the couch. You finally caught a glimpse of his face, you stared in horror at his scarred eyelids and Chelsea smile. The smile was so deeply scarred into his face and he was inhumanly pale.

"Jeff, you need to tell me what happened." He says and Jeff lays convulsing on the couch, Jack looks toward the girl that had came in with Jeff,

"What happened?" He asked in a soft voice

"He was shot. I think I'm the leg and the chest, we were running." She said quietly and you walked over gently placing a hand on her shoulder

"I made some tea, you don't need to see this. If you're okay with it we can go to my room while Jack helps him." You say calmly and she nods, wiping the tears from her face before smiling at you

"Thank you, I'd really like that." You smile back and lead her to your room as you both try to keep your mugs from spilling, once in your room you let her pick a movie and settle in to watch it with her before asking questions

"Are you okay?" You ask, looking at her warily and she nods

"I'm okay, I know how it looks but Jeff keeps me safe, he loves me." She says as she looks at her mug you nod and sigh

"Aslong as you're truly happy and okay then I'm okay with it. I'm (your name) by the way." You reply

"Thank you, I'm Sarah." She answers and you turn your attention back to the movie after sharing a smile with her.

You had watched two movies before Jack came into your room, you both held your breath waiting for him to tell you what was happening.

"Jeff is stable, you guys can stay in our guest room until he recovers. In the meantime I need to talk to my little, you and Jeff coming here has brought up things I wasn't able to share yet." He said before pushing the door open and motioning for Sarah to leave, she smiled and you and gave you a small wave before leaving and going to find Jeff in the spare room, he shut the door behind her and went to sit on your bed with you, waiting for the questions to start.

"Jeff isn't a human is he?" You ask remembering his scars and Jack shakes his head

"He was a human, a long time ago, just as I was. Almost all of us were human or spirits once." He answers

"We? There's more of you?" You stare at his mask, hoping desperately for him to open up to you

"Not of me exactly, but we're all supernatural beings who follow the operator, to sum it up we're kinda like hit men." He explains and you nod and rub your temples

"So you're like inhuman hit men and each of you are unique?" You ask and he nods

"Okay. So you're not human. Is that the thing that I'm supposed to see you differently because of?" You ask

"Is it not? I'm not like you, I'm a monster." He says, his voice barely above a whisper and you shrug

"I mean it's not that surprising, you always wear a mask and gloves, you're bigger than any man I've ever met." You say

"I'm glad you're not freaking out right now, I expected it to be a lot worse honestly."

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