#I did it today and I FINISHED it TODAY! I FINISHED AN ANIMATION IN A SINGLE DAY

[javierpena-inatacvest]

Ride

Summary: Javi's a ride you can't resist (aka, it's more PWP LMAO)

Word Count: 1.9K

Pairing: Javier Peña x f!reader

Warnings: It's all porn again, sorry- Javi's POV, unprotected p in v (pls do not do, but who am I to say), oral (m receiving), Javi is down BAD for you bouncin' on that thang, idk y'all, make men yearn insatiably 2025 is the motto for the year, I don't make the rules

A/N: Hey, remember when I said I was gonna write this and then didn't? Guess who finally finished this thing 🤠 Shout out to @yxtkiwiyxt for gracing my brain with this idea, and to @gothcsz for being insane about it with me!!! @jolapeno I'm dragging you into this, too heheheh y'all, it seems like it's 24/7 horny hours over here, so apologies about being insufferable for This Man™️ enjoy, before someone eventually (and inevitably) calls animal control on me!! (we're also considering this piece a research project, fellow pillow princesses rise up LMAOOOOOOO)

He doesn’t notice the way the corner of his lip has been turned upward since he left your apartment. The strain in his cheek muscles are the last part of his body he’s concerned about. 

It takes everything in him to pretend like he’s did have to waddle to his desk through the office this morning. While there’s a part of him that curses the fact he can’t handle himself the way he used to as a younger man, he’d be lying out of his goddamn teeth if he said that he’d never been happier to be this sore. 

And he’s only got you to blame. 

It’s safe to say his work efficiency is absolutely fucked today. The only thing he has the mental capacity for is the image of you, straddled across his hips, riding him until he was half way convinced he’d never walk again. 

It had started off innocent enough, your body draped across his on the couch, re-runs of a sitcom he couldn’t be bothered to remember playing in the background. It wasn’t long until you had found a way to crawl into his lap, cute and giggly pecks of your lips shifting into a frantic dance of tongues and teeth, hungry and needy. 

“Let me take care of you, Javi.” 

You had whispered it in his ear like a siren song, the sultry promise of your words making him grow harder by the second beneath you. 

It was a luxury he had forgone for too many years to count, to let someone else take the lead- to work herself slowly into his lap, worship every inch of him, and fuck him in a way he was convinced he’d never be worthy of. 

In Colombia, sex was far from luxurious. Better yet, sex was a survival instinct- a way to gain intel from questionable informants or a chance to finally numb his mind from the pressure and terror of the things he’d endured, even if just for a little while. It simply existed as another need, like food or water, a way to keep him alive in the chaos of a cartel ridden country. 

But now, he’s home. He wakes up in the morning to the soft Laredo sunrise and closes his eyes to the cicadas chirping as the sky shifts to darkness, unburdened by the weight of the world that used to haunt him. Now, he slips into bed next to the warmth and softness of your figure, curled in the sheets next to him. 

Now, the world is different, because he has you.  

Sex is no longer a need. It’s an overwhelming want that stirs his stomach every time he sees you. It’s a desire that burns deep in his chest, an all consuming thought, an itch he just can’t scratch. No matter how hard he tries, he just can’t get enough of you. 

He still doesn’t understand how you can’t get enough of him, either. 

It’s not your words that solidify his belief that he’s worthy of you, even though every time you talk to him, he’s convinced he can’t breathe- He knows you love him from all the things your words can’t say. Your tender touch, gentle kisses on his lips whenever there’s a chance for them to meet, the way you can’t help but let your hands wander his body until they’ve explored every part of him with a fervent promise of desire. 

Perhaps there will always be a part of him convinced he’s not deserving of you, but with the way you have your hands wrapped around his cock, whispering sweet nothings into his ear, it’s all the convincing he needs for right now. 

It’s not long until your hands become your mouth, tongue dragging up and down the length of his shaft, swirling around his tip before sinking down so deep, he can feel the huffs of warm air from your nostrils tickling the hairs at his base. He’s lost in the warmth and wetness, hand tangled in your hair as he cradles the back of your head, gently guiding you up and down while you take him down your throat. 

As if he wasn’t wrecked already, it’s the devilish grin you shoot him with his cock buried deep inside your mouth, split dribbling down the corners of your curled lips, that has him all but whimpering, soft expletives and moans rapidly spilling out of him. 

He’s so drunk on you, eyes closed and head tipped back against the edge of the couch, he’s barely even registered when you’ve stopped, only looking up at you when he feels the way your weight has shifted, one hand bracing yourself against his chest while your hips hover over his cock. 

“You ready for me, cowboy?” 

He swears that one day that smirk will be damn near enough to kill him, but God knows he won’t let today be that day- not with what you’re about to do. 

All he can do is nod, the both of you breathless as you begin to sink down his length. It’s almost painfully slow, the way you’re taking him an inch at a time, teasing him the whole way down until you settle with him stuffing you to the brim, whining as your hips finally flush with his, taking everything he has to give. 

He’s not sure what higher power he needs to thank that you have the mercy to start slow- anything but the later, and he would have had no choice but to finish right then and there. His arms reach around your waist, fingers dipping in the dips of your hips as you roll them, like he’s holding on for dear life. 

Javi wishes his hands could be everywhere as you lean down to kiss him, that they could grope and grab at the plush of your breasts, cup your face, and smack your ass all at once. He needs you in a way that’s all consuming, a way that lets you know how lucky he is to have every part of you be his, and his alone. 

He’s handsy and fumbling like a goddamn teenager- you know it just as well as him. He should be embarrassed by the little giggle you give him in between the muffled moans of your mouths meeting, but he doesn’t care. Instead, for the first time in years, Javi laughs along with you. 

“Handsy, much?” You tease, nostrils crinkling and lips curling. 

“Can’t get enough of you, hermosa. Can never get enough of you.” 

You grant him one last kiss before you pull away, biting down on your lip as you watch his jaw drop at the way you shift your hips, leaning back to drag your cunt up and down his cock, sliding effortlessly with the way it’s drenched with your slick. 

The once forgiving ease of your pace has dissipated, your bottom half rocking as you ride him. He can’t decipher if the sultry smile spread across your face is from your own doing, or from the way he’s looking up at you, entranced and captivated by every movement you make. 

It’s enough of the second to seem to spur you on, bouncing faster on his length as your hands creep up your own chest, cupping your breasts in your hands to hold them as they jiggle. When your fingers slide across your pebbled nipples, tweaking the hardened buds between your index fingers and thumbs, Javi all but short circuits. There’s an extra ache in the way his cock throbs, watching the show you’re putting on for him. 

There’s something harmonious about the way your moans melt with the slap of your hips meeting his. Sure, it’s lewd, but fuck, if it isn’t the hottest thing he’s ever heard, watching you lose yourself in pleasure with the warmth and wet of your pussy wrapped around him. 

“Fuck, baby. Fuck, you’re so perfect. Look so fucking pretty bouncing on my cock.” 

He’s not sure how he even has the capacity to form coherent thoughts anymore, desperate and needy babbles falling from his parted lips like an endless waterfall of praises, just for you.  

“Feels so good, Javi. So fucking good.” 

Your cocky facade is beginning to fade, eyes scrunched shut in focus with every thrust up and down his length. It hasn’t taken him long to recognize the expression now plastered across your face- Javi knows it’s the reflex that tells him you’re close, that it won’t be much longer until you’re clamping down around his cock, the sound of his name hitching in the back of your throat as you cum. 

Your once methodical rhythm has transformed into something fiercely frantic, arching your back so that you can reach behind and brace yourself on his thighs, fingertips digging deep half moons into his skin. 

He’s too all consumed to do anything but watch, to take in the beauty that radiates off of every part of you straddled across his lap. 

He relishes in the melodic symphony of your moans, muffled and mixed with expletives between heavy breaths, lost in the soft sheen of sweat glistening over your skin, shimmering from the way you’ve all but conquered him, hips grinding down on him, taking all of him over and over. 

There’s a selfish war raging in his head amidst his mesmerization- One side wishing he could stay like this forever, keep you perched over his lower half, cock stuffed inside you until your bodies give out. The other prays you cum sooner rather than later- He won’t until you do, and lord knows it’s taking every ounce of self restraint he has left to make sure that happens. 

Fuck, maybe you really are trying to kill him. 

“Oh f-fuck- Fuck, I’m close, Javi.” You whimper, your grip around his thighs growing impossibly tighter as you furrow your brow in focus, not daring to let your pace falter, not when you’ve found the spot where the head of his cock fits perfectly inside you. 

“Use me, baby. Fuck- use me, pretty girl.” 

It’s not much longer until you’ve reached your peak, feeling the way you tighten around him as you soak his length with your slick, the once steady rhythm of your hips faltering as you cum. 

Your head thrusts back, chest heaving as you cry out his name, over and over, a sound he swears he’ll never tire of as long as he’s alive to hear it. Because when it falls from your lips, it stirs something so deep inside him, knowing he’s the reason you feel this way. 

That you’re his. 

There’s only moments until Javi’s following suit, fingers buried in the soft dips of your hips as he takes one final thrust, moaning into the crook of your neck while he cums, letting your pussy milk him of everything he has to give. 

The two of you have become a hot, sweaty mess of limbs, melting into each other’s bodies, unsure of where one starts and the other ends. But even with your head rested against his shoulder, he can feel the way your cheeks tense to house the smile spread between your lips. It’s only then he recognizes the same strain in his face, the subtle smirk he can’t seem to shake whenever he’s with you. 

It’s also then he realizes, as long as he’s with you, he doesn’t think he’ll ever be able to. 

“What’s that grin for?” You tease, sitting up to plant gentle kisses on his cheeks, brushing away the dark curls dangling over his forehead. 

“You drive me fuckin’ crazy, you know that?”

“Well, good thing I feel the same then, huh?” 

Both your smiles stretch wider as he cups your jaw in his palm, his hand just big enough to let the ends of his fingers wrap around the back of your head, pulling your mouth to his, letting your lips lock for a moment before you break away. 

“Thanks for the ride, cowboy.” 

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[hotwife-larissa-returns]

That was so fucking naughty… hubby and I were in the States for vacation and we ran into an old friend of mine. As I hugged him, he whispered some compliments in my ear… hubby didn’t hear it and I tried to hide my smile.

Nevertheless, we were in a hurry, so I just got his phone number and I called him to arrange to meet and have dinner the next day. But I couldn’t get him out of my head, I remembered how he made love to me. I got wet… and horny… for him.

So I stealed away from my hubby, telling him I forgot to get something, that I needed right now. You know, honest conversations are important in our relationship and I wasn’t lying. Of course, I left out some details, but that didn’t matter right now. I had a burning desire, I called my friend and drove to his hotel.

As I knocked on his door, he opened it, he was wearing a towel… he knew, why I was here and had just showered to be fresh and ready for me. I stripped out of my clothes in no time and the towel dropped on the floor, giving me a close view of why I had missed him so badly. He‘s really hung, easy twice the size of my hubbies dick and he also knows how to use this thing.

He didn’t need to seduce me, we skipped foreplay and started to fuck like wild animals… for two hours. We‘d completely lost track of time and we had that reservation at the restaurant in half an hour. We’re already late… so I called hubby that we‘ll meet there, telling him I got stuck in traffic.

There wasn’t any time left to shower or freshen myself up. We just dressed up and hurried to my car. Hubby already waited for us as we arrived, hand in hand… and that glow in my face together with my messy hair already told him the story. I hugged and kissed my cuckold, whispering to him, how much I love him.

He knew exactly, what I had done. And it got him excited. Still hugging him, I told him, hat he could taste him, if he‘ll let his finger run up my inner thighs. He did as unsuspicious as possible and pick up some drops, licking them up. „Tell him he‘s delicious.“ Gosh, my hubby is so great, he really did tell my old friend, how good his cum tasted.

We went inside and enjoyed dinner. I sat next to my friend, while hubby sat across the table. He clearly could noticed, that my friends hand were doing something under the table… he fingered me gently, while I had slipped out of one of my shoes and rubbed my hubbies bulge through his pants.

We told our story of how I had met my friend, that we had an affair years ago and that he’s always a great companion in bed… adding an „even today“ to add a little spice for my hubby. My friend smirked at my hubby, I had already told him about our lifestyle and he couldn’t have been happier with that. Turns out, that he got divorced a while ago and haven’t found a new woman yet.

We had finished the main course and I said to hubby, „We weren’t finished before we got here and I think we‘ll take dessert somewhere else.“ We let hubby pay the bill and I took my car to give my friend a lift. Hubby couldn’t follow us fast enough and he called me. As I were in my friends hotel room again, I just texted my cuckold „have a good night, sweetie, I‘m safe and sound in his room taking care of my friend, see you tomorrow.“

He fucked me all night long till dawn… giving me multiple shaking orgasms that night, fucking my brains out and screwing me like he hadn’t had a woman in months… I could barely move the next day and just managed to drive home to my hubby, who eagerly waited for my return and couldn’t stop himself from caring for my manhandled and sore pussy.

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[blackbat05]

Fateful Encounters

Joaquin Torres x Reader

Plot: After a hard week at the library, you meet an enigmatic stranger with the help of your beloved dog. During TFATWS timeline.

Genre: PG-13

A/N: And I’m going to watch him on big screen today?!!!?Was in a funk so really glad I got this out! This is a complete rewrite to (Mixup) So excited to see him on Big Screen too after writing for him for so long! Enjoy!!! Tag: @the-slumberparty for 2025 challenge!

“Thanks for today!” You call out to Sophie who urges you to get out of the library and enjoy the weekend.

“Hey! Thanks for bringing Bubbles! They really loved her at the session today.” Sophie bends down to give my lovely Goldie, Bubbles a head pat. “You did such a good job!” She addresses the joyful pooch who gives a bark of acknowledgement.

You bid Sophie goodbye and lead Bubbles out into the cold evening of New York for a hearty dinner and another job well done for the week at the library.

“Well done girl! Where shall we go?” You ask Bubbles who gives a tug on her leash, leading you down the familiar path to both your favourite cafe near the library. “Of course, why did I even ask.” You smiled.

The cafe that you frequented when you first arrived in the bustling city was starting to become crowded on a Friday evening. Family and friends gathered to enjoy the start of a weekend. Bubbles obediently waits in line as you ordered a chicken rice bowl for yourself and a specially curated shredded chicken and pepperoni pizza for Bubbles who is almost pulling you the other direction the moment you finished payment.

“Girl! Slow down. There’s still seats.” You were confused at her sudden excitement at something. You follow her line of sight only to see a lone man gazing out of the window, lost in thought. Bubbles continues to drag you towards the said man, much to your horror.

“Bubbles! No! There’s other seats! We’re not disturbing the poor man!” You hissed under your breath. Unfortunately, it falls on deaf ears as Bubbles only becomes stronger. “Bubbles! Oh- hi!”

You quickly revert to what you assume is a calm and composed version of yourself when internally, you’re freaking out. For a very good reason.

The man was gorgeous. As in, breathtakingly gorgeous. Donning a black leather jacket, you were mesmerized by his hazel coloured eyes that just sucked you in with each passing minute. It felt like it was just the two of you in the room, his soft lips catching your attention…

Bubbles nudges you hardly on the shin and you snap out of your lovesick induced haze. It is then that you notice that the man’s right eye is recovering from a bad bruise. You’re left to wonder what was the story behind that but you quickly pull yourself together because this is not the time to be ogling at the man like he’s an animal at the zoo. You certainly didn’t want him to get the wrong impression.

“I’m so sorry, I’m not sure why Bubbles is acting this way.” You apologized. “We’ll just find a seat and be on our way.” You try to tug on Bubble’s leash without much success. Bless the man, he doesn’t seem bothered at all by your sudden appearance. In fact, he offers you the seat across from him. “It’s getting crowded, please.”

You thank him and quickly settle down across him. Bubbles takes no time in trotting over to her new found friend, resting her snout on his lap. “She likes you.” You observed. The man gives Bubbles a rub, much to her delight. “She never warms up to anyone that quickly before.”

“Well then, I must be a very lucky person.” He cracks a small smile before introducing himself. “Where are my manners? My name is Joaquin Torres.” Joaquin offers a handshake.

“Y/N L/N. We just came from the public library down the street.”

For the next few minutes, you fall into easy conversation about your job as a library assistant at the children’s section. You were absolutely out of luck when you were trying to search for a job fresh out of university. Although you could have gone into the corporate world and land a cushy job, you never felt that it was right for you to begin with. Your true passion lied with books and connecting with people about them. So one day, when you were absolutely tired of having to spend the whole day in front of a computer sending out resumes after resumes, you decided to head to the public library for a much needed escape.

“And lucky me, I saw the advert for the job. So here I am.” You beam inwardly at the memory. It was incredible really, how far you’ve come since then. “That’s enough about me, I would like to know more about you.” You say sincerely.

Joaquin fiddles with his teaspoon and you wonder if you’ve crossed the line. You start to open your mouth to apologize but it’s as if he can read your mind. “It’s only fair.” He brushes away your apology reassures that you’re not forcing him.

“I used to be in the military, Air Force.” Joaquin tells you. “It was the best time of my life. But seeing people die, that chipped away at my soul.” A moment of silence passes, perhaps for the lives that were lost.

“This?” He points to his bruise. “I got it while on a mission in Europe. I was there for surveillance, but innocent civilians died on my watch by a group of terrorists claiming that they were making the world better.” Joaquin tells me bitterly. Bubbles gets up and presses her body against Joaquin’s legs, as if she could sense the agitation radiating from him. He looks down and gives her another rub of thanks.

“I’m sorry you had to go through that. No one should ever have to go through something so horrific. Thank you for telling me.”

“It was actually something that I needed to do actually.” Joaquin confesses. “My Captain encouraged me to get therapy but it didn’t sit right with me.” He laughs at the thought. “I should thank you for sharing as well. It mustn’t have been easy, how you got here today.”

You were oddly pleased at Joaquin’s compliment. You knew that already, but having someone like Joaquin to acknowledge your struggles made you feel a connection with him.

As the customers continued to stream in and out of the cafe, you sat across the charming stranger-now-turned friend, sharing experiences living in the bustling Big Apple.

Bubbles whine, signaling that she was started to feel cooped out under the table. “Oh, I think that’s my signal.” You carefully eased the dog under the table. “Thank you for the company and conversation. I really needed that.”

“Same here. Take care.”

You stepped out into the chilly evening, heading back in the direction of your apartment. As you arrived back home, you let out a gasp of realization, causing Bubbles to be alarmed.

“Oh no! I forgot to ask him his number!” You groaned. Joaquin was a genuinely nice guy - a rare one these days. A rare one that you carelessly let out of your grasp like a slippery fish.

Hitting your head on the back of the sofa, you turned to Bubbles. “I guess it wasn’t meant to be huh girl?”

Bubbles let’s out a bark, bringing your backpack that you take to work everyday. Confused, you open up the bag, figuring that Bubbles wants to play with her blue plastic ball. Not that you were in a mood to play anyways. But dogs didn’t know that.

As you were about to throw the ball for Bubbles to fetch, she let’s out another bark. It is then you realized that there’s a white piece of paper sticking out of the ball’s cap. Unscrewing it open, a piece of paper that was ripped out from the order sheet at the cafe falls out. Opening it, you find a signature with a couple of words inside:

“Hey Y/N, I had a really great time talking to you. I know it sounds bonkers but I think I’ve hit it off with you and I don’t want this to be our only time. I don’t want to be a weirdo (or stalker) so this is my number. Call me when you’re ready.”

You hold the piece of paper in your hands, smiling from ear to ear. Perhaps you look a little deranged but the idea of Joaquin feeling the same way that you did was a god send. It really was a no brainer as to what you were going to do next.

Taking a deep breath, you dial his number that was given and hit the camera function while praying for the best.

After three rings, Joaquin picks up, his boyish features lighting up at the sight of you. Needless to say, it made you feel incredible. “I was praying that it wasn’t an unsuspecting old lady.” You crack a joke that earns a hearty laughter from the man.

“I’m glad you called.”

“So did I.”

Joaquin grins at your confession. “So… are you doing anything next weekend? I was thinking I could take you and Bubbles to this famous steak place.” It was adorable to see Joaquin nervous as he waits for your response. Joaquin must have sensed the cogs in your brain turning so he quickly adds, “I swear I’m not weird or anything. It’s just that I really liked talking to you that day and Bubbles! But if you don’t want to, I understand.”

“Joaquin!” You get his attention to stop him from rambling further.

“Yeah?”

“I was going to say yes either way.”

Joaquin blinks, slowly registering your words. “Great! That’s great! Um, bring Bubbles too! I want to see her again.”

You glance down at your beloved pooch who is wagging her tail at Joaquin’s voice.

“Oh she will. She’s definitely excited to see you too.” You laugh and pause for a moment, unsure if it’s too fast to say this. But hey, life is fleeting as it comes. So screw it.

“I’m excited to see you as well.”

[asdfghjklartblog]

Valentine’s Special!

Trans masc x yandere batfam

(Present day! So reader is 22!)

Wanted to give you guys a little present! Happy Valentine’s day

You groan as you wake up, last night you were finishing up a commission, put up some limited edition valentines day merch, and had a little sale for regular merch. Like the little plush of your persona and enamel pins with your fave ships. So you’re pretty damn tired. You get out of bed and check your computer and see that there were a lot of sales. Which is both good and bad, good because well, money and bad because you’re gonna have to package and deliver every single order. Since you’re an independent business. You then get dressed, you assume that everyone’s out and about because it’s valentines day so you put on your favourite (fave anime) sweatshirt which kinda looks cringe but who cares, you love it. And sweatpants that had your logo on the side of your upper thigh. You then leave your room, put on your shoes and head to the kitchen.

You’re in the middle of rummaging around the kitchen you hear a little chuckle from behind you. You turn around slowly to see Roy, stifling a laugh at your getup and at what you’re doing. You roll your eyes and say. “Hey Roy, do me a favour and get out of the manor and then maybe go drown and Gotham Harbour for me?”

He smiles and approaches you. He puts his hands on your hips and presses his body against yours and purrs in your ear. “Yeah? And what do I get in return?”

Your face flushes and you start to feel hot, you chuckle nervously before trying to shake him off. You then grab the cookies and peanut butter and hurriedly move away from him. You put down your cookies and peanut butter then turn around and lean against the counter with your hands folded against your chest. “What is wrong with you, perv.”

He laughs and he cages you in as he replies. “You know you love me baby.”

You feel flushed again as he says that, but before you can say shit, you hear a coughing noise from the entrance of the kitchen. You and Roy look to see Clark there, standing there awkwardly with an even more awkward smile. You’re being cockblocked by Superman. The man is practically your uncle and he just saw two people who he has watched grow up, practically feel each other up.

You push Roy away from you and lets out a small ‘oof’ as he now stands apart from you. You’re cringing so bad, this feels so uncomfortable good god. Clark nods and starts to robotically go to the fridge and grab the orange juice from the fridge and hurriedly walks out of the kitchen, but he pauses. He then says with a little awkward smile. “Try not to… You know.. in the kitchen.” Then leaves.

Roy bursts out laughing while you bury your face in your hands in shame. You smack Roy’s shoulder and hiss. “IT’S NOT FUNNY! STOP LAUGHING.” Which only makes him laugh harder. You then go and grab the peanut butter and put some on a plate so you can warm it up in the microwave and dip the cookies in. Roy gets you the plate and watched you with a little smirk on his face as he leans his arms against the counter.

Then you hear Wally and Bart come in as they talked at super speed, you groan and say. “What the hell is going on today, why are you all here? I just wanted a fucking snack.”

Bart looks at you and smiles and says. “We wanted some snacks too, like you guys had the home made ones but right now I could really go for something unhealthy. Like those chips I know you hide in your little nest.”

Your eyes widen and you growl. “Bart Allen you better no have-“

You see him zoom back and forth with your (favourite chips) in hand popping one into his mouth. Then with a smug smile he says. “Just did. Thanks for the donation!”

You glare at him but then see Jon come in and ask. “Hey, why is everyone in here? We’re about to start the movie and stuff. Oh, hi y/n! How are you?”

He says as he flies into your chest to hug you. You kiss the top of his head and squish his cheeks before saying. “Hey Jon. How are ya cutie?”

His freckled cheeks turn pink and then starts to talk your ear off about everything that’s been going on but gets cut off by Roy grabbing the back of his shirt to get him off you, just how a cat would grab their kitten by the scruff. You chuckle at that as you go and grab your plate from the microwave and come back to the counter to eat your cookie dipped in the melted peanut butter. You then see Dick and Kori come in which makes you groan. Kori sees you and flies over to hug you and kiss your cheek before saying. “Oh! Y/n it is wonderful to see you! You have bags under your eyes! Why? Have you been staying up late at night again? That is not good-“

You smile at her a bit before saying. “Thanks Kori, but there’s no need to-“

Dick interrupts you as he goes over to cup your cheeks saying. “She’s right, you’re looking terrible! You need some rest, how about you-“

You remove Dick’s hands off you, trying not to growl at him as you say. “Hands off the face Dick. And thanks, that’s great to hear. Just instills so much confidence inside me.”

Dick tries to talk again but you interrupt as you grab your things. You politely try to excuse yourself. “I think I’m gonna go back to my room now I have a lot of things to do and-“

Dick then says. “Great! We can hang out in your room then-“

You try to immediately say no but Roy smirks and nonchalantly suggests. “Yeah we can help you with the stuff. You put out some new-“

You interject and borderline shout. “NO! I-I mean no. Just, I um. Oh, I don’t feel so good and I need time and space to get better-“

Dick’s smile widens at that however, Roy beats him to the chase and suggests. “How about I take care of you? I’m bot sure if I can compare to Alfred but I can make a mean soup.”

Dick shoots a glare at Roy before turning to you and smiling as he says. “Come on, y/n, would you really rather some guy take care of you instead or your reliable older brother-“

You immediately answer with. “Roy, I feel so cold. Can you take me to my bed please. I’m so weak and dainty right now, I need a big strong man to carry me back.”

Roy laughs at that and replies with. “If the prince desires it, what am I to do?”

He then goes to picks you up, you panic and try to go back but it’s too late. He’s princess carrying you. Everyone now just looks at you, who is taller than Roy, being carried by a Roy, and being held as if you were some dainty princess makes everyone except Dick laugh. You blush at both the humiliation and how Roy’s muscles feel against your body. Roy then fake drops you which makes you panic and wrap your arms around his neck which makes some of the people coo at you. You glare at everyone and just whisper to Roy. “This is your fault.”

He whispers back with. “So? You’re the only one embarrassed, I love having you in my arms, baby.”

Dick then laughs, a harsh one that you obviously know he doesn’t mean. He then approaches you two and helps you up out of Roy’s arms and then stands in front of you as if to block you from Roy as he says. “No, I’ll take care of him. I mean I am his older brother.”

Roy retaliates with. “I insist, you’re already hosting and stuff, you deserve to enjoy the party.”

Dick is about to say something before Wally interrupts and says. “Guys the movie is starting, come on. Just do rock paper scissors.”

Both Roy and Dick immediately start to play and at the end, Roy wins. Dick with a pout on his face goes back and so does everyone else. You and Roy go to your room and you flop onto the bed before groaning. “Ugh. I think I got a headache from that.”

Roy chuckles and takes off his hoodie to reveal is muscular body in a thin tank top. You feel your body going hot and you then tear your eyes off of him and bury your face into your pillow. You then hear him coming over to your bed, which makes your heart thump but you then feel a stinging pain on your ass, as Roy slaps it as hard as he can. You then look at him with wide eyes and he says nothing but. “What? I wanted to see it jiggle.”

You then drag him into your bed as you tickle his sides. He laughs as he tells you to stop. As you wrestle and tumble, you eventually pin his arms down with a wide smile. The two of you then realise the position the two of you are in. He smirks at you but as he’s about to say say something, someone slams your door open. You turn to see Damian standing there. His eyes practically popping out of his head, a few long seconds pass before Damian yells. “Get your hands off of him!”

A moment of silence passes before Roy, the smart ass he is says. “Actually he has his hands on me-“

Damian then grumbles and takes off his shoes before entering your room and running to the both of you. The little ankle biter proceeds to try and beat the shit out of Roy as you block every attempt you then pick him up by the armpits, just like how the monkey from the lion king does it. As he flails around he growls. “Unhand me! I must put Harper in his place!”

Roy chuckles at that and instead of just getting off your bed he makes himself even comfier. That slightly annoys you so you put Damien down before saying. “Get him out of my room and I’ll go to that art museum thing you wanted to go to.”

Damien smirks at that while Roy looks at you with betrayal in his eyes. You then watch as Damien chases out Roy, they made a mess of your bedroom but your bed was safe so, still worth it. You yawn when you see Damien come in with that (anime chara that reminds you of Damien) shirt and shorts and Jon coming in with more comfortable clothing that seemed a bit small on him. Jon then asks. “We wanna cuddle.”

Damien smacks Jon’s arm and then clears his throat before saying. “We wish to… Share warmth. It should be apart of your nature.”

You know what Damian means but the way he said it made you uncomfortable. You then nod as you motion for them to come in. They both take off their shoes and Jon zooms over to get into your bed. Damien walks over as normal as he can but you can tell he’s excited. You chuckle and hold them close to your chest as you all snuggle up. The three of you stay like that for hours, just talking and scrolling through your phones while being warm and toasty.

Until there’s a knock on the door, you see Clark poke his head in as he says. “We’re doing team games down at the family room, we’re playing mario party.”

Both of the boys perk up and they leave you to go play. You the sigh and relax, finally alone again. You scroll on your phone until you hear a knocking outside the window. You groan and open the window to see Conner floating outside your window. He smiles and says. “Can I come in?”

You smile as you roll your eyes at him. You let him in and he puts his shoes on the shoe rack before landing on the bean bag chair with a small ‘oof’. You chuckle as you lie next to him. As you lie down on your back, he curls up against you as he mumbles. “You’re always so warm.”

You chuckle and pull him onto you, like he was some weighted blanket. His face flushes and he smiles widely before pressing kisses onto your face which you laugh at. He stops and then looks into your eyes, he then pushes himself up and then nuzzles your neck. He goes back to pressing gentle kisses on the column of your throat. You let out a little groan before pushing him off and then biting all over the base of his neck. You then hear a knock on the door, you grumble against Conner’s neck and press another kiss to the then move around to go get the door.

You open it to see Roy at the door. He’s about to say something but Conner pops out from behind you and Roy sees the marks on his neck. He stays quiet before he smirks and asks. “You got room for one more?”

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Hope you guys like this treat! It is not proofread…. This isn’t canon, it’s more like a one shot.

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Happy Valentine's Day, Bucky!

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader Warning: nothing but fluff, mention of sex but no actual sex Summary: It was Bucky's first real Valentine's Day, and he was so happy that he got to spend it with you even though he hated Valentine's Day

Bucky honestly hated Valentine's Day. He felt as though there shouldn't be one day when you show your partner how much you love and care about them; you should always do it. You agree, but at the same time, you want to show him it's more than that.

You decided to decorate the living room with cute little paper hearts that you glued pictures of the two of you on them and placed them on the dinner table. You hung up the bigger hearts from the ceiling in random locations. You placed the stuffed animals, chocolates (Even though those were really for you), and a little something special for Bucky on the couch.

You cooked his favorite food, baked his favorite cookies, and went to the store to get a bunch of his favorite snacks. You know he's going to think this is over the top, but at the same time, he will appreciate all the hard work and time you put into making this possible, you hope this will change his mind about Valentine's Day.

Now that everything is decorated, you ran to your room to get ready, you bought a special outfit just for today in Bucky’s favorite color. You didn’t put makeup on because Bucky preferred a more natural look, but you did put on chapstick who wants to kiss someone with chapped lips. You heard Bucky lock the car, so you finished getting ready and ran down the stairs. 

You stood behind the couch facing the front door patiently waiting for him to walk through the door. You got so excited you started bouncing a bit, you heard his keys jingle as he unlocks the door. The door finally opened revealing your worn-out husband, you smiled at him as he looked around the room taking in all the decorations you’ve put up. His eyes met yours and a wide grin spread across his face. 

He set his bag down and walked towards you. “Did you do all this for me, Doll?” You nodded and wrapped your arms around his neck, his hands rested on your lower back pulling you close to him “Do you like it?” You looked up at him waiting for his response. He kissed your forehead and took one more look around “I love it, and I love you.” You smiled and took his hand to show him the dinner you cooked for him. 

Some might think that doing all of this won’t change his mind about Valentine’s Day, but this isn’t exactly an off brand for you. You like to decorate for many different holidays, you even have decorations for all 4 seasons, as for cooking him dinner you do cook just not as much because of the missions he goes on so sometimes the food goes to waste but when you can cook for him you do. 

“This looks amazing, love you didn’t have to go to all this trouble” You frowned and looked at him “I know you hate Valentine’s Day, but I’m hoping to change your mind a bit.” He rested his hand on your cheek, slowly rubbing his thumb against your cheek “I know, Doll.” He kissed both of your cheeks “I appreciate what you did, let’s eat I can’t wait to taste this.” He took your hand and led you to the dinner table where you set up all the food, he pulled your chair out for you to sit in, which you gladly did.  The two of you sat, ate, and talked about your days, and he talked about the mission he was on

“Sam tripped over his own feet and shot off a laser into the next room, basically giving up our location.” The two of you laughed and continued to talk and laugh. “Okay, the night isn’t over yet.” You smiled and held your hand out for him to take “Am I getting a happy ending?” You rolled your eyes playfully and led him into the living room.  You showed him the cute gifts you got him, which included multiple cat stuffed animals, a couple bears, chocolates, which you both knew he wasn't going to eat, and lingerie for later on.

He smiled wider with each gift, especially the lingerie. "You got all this for me?" You nodded and watched him hug all the stuffed animals at once when he let go, he held up the lingerie, grinning wide. "So, I do get a happy ending?" You smirked and rolled your eyes playfully "Close your eyes and find out." Bucky quickly closed his eyes and waited, you undressed and put on the dark blue lacy lingerie.

You adjusted the straps and repositioned your boobs to make them pop out more. "Okay, open." Bucky slowly opened his eyes, and his mouth flew open. "Doll..." He was speechless, he stood up and wrapped his arms around you "You look stunning." A devilish smile spread across his lips, he picked you up, threw you over his shoulder, and took you upstairs to finally get his happy ending. wink wink

From that moment on, Bucky began to love Valentine's Day, he realized that he loved nothing more than to make you happy and to spoil you, he also loved that you did the same for him because no one has ever cared for him the way that you do.

A/N: I hope you guys like it, I'm sorry if it seems rushed, I was having a hard time concentrating on this one. If you would like to be tagged in future fics either comment, message or fill out this form and you will be added to the tag list🥰

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Main Masterlist - Bucky Barnes Masterlist

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Hey now, Let her cook!

[xxplastic-cubexx]

i didnt plan to spend my sunday this way

[flufflecat]

Ya don't know what you're messin' with!

[stickmenyaoi]

about absence; presence. Lover; Warrior

Inspired by.

[0m3n-0f-d3ath]

Kat and Lily

Doodles

[tomasitaoficial]

WAIT ‼️‼️‼️

Hello, fans of Legends of Avantris, more specifically, Of Once Upon A WitchLight, yes, it's me again, Tomasita (aka Danúbia) and I brought an animation of Gricko and his daughter

[chaiencefiction]

Hi-Fi Rush ➟ Continue

[untalentedace]

rotoscoping the 3d model I made to make reference easier 😭

It came out way slower and clunkier than it did in preview I swear.

I guess the simplified thing on the right is how i'll draw him from now on based on the animation reference

My fav parts

SO SMOL

[dizzybizz]

can i interest you in some of my ryuu screenshots.. a bit of a ryuu appreciation post if you will...

his design is so .. simple n kinda basic but he has so much charm,, i'm endlessly charmed by him it's literally so embarrassing... he is just very endearing and cute 👉👈 what a polite young man

and here is me trying to get a clean screenshot of this pose without the dialogue box, a saga:

i'm sad to say that this saga has no real conclusion (yet...) the wind-up animation is long enough for him to start babbling so i'm doubtful i will ever capture the screenshot i want. anyway i love this guy more than i could've ever prepared myself for 😭

[starppleb]

WIP Animation Meme!

Animation Meme - Dizzy Dizzy Feat: Danny Phantom

26 ‎October ‎2023

[jils-things]

by the lighthouse.

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