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Me reading through the ‘redacted Darlin’ tag on my own account when I’m bored

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Sum of All 15

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

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.

Character: mob!Steve Rogers

Part of the mob drabbles au

Summary: you are given an unexpected assignment.

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 find the kitchen. There’s a woman there. She looks just as surprised as you. 

You scuff to a stop across from her and give a toothy smile, “hi.” 

She hesitates, “good morning...” Her confusion nestles in her forehead. “Friend of Thor’s?” 

You think about it, “I know him. Sorta.” 

She pokes her tongue between her lips thoughtfully, “I’m not his wife. Yet. If you and him are... you know...” 

“Huh? Oh, no. No.” You show your palms. “That’s definitely not it. A friend of a friend, really.” 

“Ah,” she looks almost disappointed that you’re not sleeping with her ‘not husband yet’. “Oh, you must be one of the guests.” 

“I guess I would,” you nod. “I’m not tryna impose but do you have somewhere I can hide.” 

“Hide?” She echoes. 

“Um, I just need space. To think. You gotta know how it is. Right? Girl power?” You cringe. 

She snorts, “alright, I can find you somewhere, but you know, they don’t give up.” 

“They?” 

“The men. These type of men,” her tone turns dire. “You want some coffee? I just made a pot. Be nice to have. Alone.” She turns to open a cupboard, “At least, I imagine so.” 

“Sure, uh,” you sway and look over your shoulder. “My caffeine addiction is a bit of a bitch. Pardon my language.” 

She pours into a clear double-walled mug and nears. She wears a robe that’s too big for her. It must be Thor’s. Oh, you shouldn’t think too hard about that. 

“So, you’re with Rogers, was it? How long have you been together?” She hands over the mug and beckons you to another doorway. 

“Together? No, I work for him. I’m an accountant.” 

“Uh huh, he just brings his accountant everywhere?” 

“Well, he’s doing business with Thor, right? So I’m here to do numbers.” 

“Loki can do those and he doesn’t really seem like the type for teamwork,” she says. 

“Sure, uh, but... I don’t know.” 

“You like flowers? I think your best bet is the gazebo but I can always find some dark corner inside,” she says. 

“Oh, outside would be nice. Maybe the fresh air will help with the fainting.” 

“Fainting?” She wonders. 

“It’s nothing.” 

“If you say so,” she shrugs. 

“Oh, by the way, I’m Queenie. Obviously I’m... with Thor.” 

“Uh, yes, hi,” you introduce yourself in turn. 

“Out here,” she guides you through a back door and down a winding path. You marvel at the scenery. 

“Wow, this place is so amazing. You really live here?” 

“Sure do. At least I can appreciate the flowers,” she agrees. 

She doesn’t sound especially elated with her circumstance. You can relate to that. You come up next to her and balance your mug. 

“You know, he totally ruined my job.” 

“Hm?” She hums. 

“Steve. I was supposed to start a new one and he made me come here instead.” 

She takes you around to a gazebo and stops at the lower step, “these kinda men also don’t hear no, do they?” 

“Yeah, super annoying. Erm, thanks for the coffee. Sorry if I got in your way.” 

“Not at all. I’d love to stay and hide with you but... better if I don’t,” she glances toward the house. “If I see him, I never saw you.” 

“Thanks,” you blow out in relief. “I owe you.” 

“Nah,” she waves you off. “Girl power, right?” 

“Yessssss,” you grin. 

She turns and traipses away, in no hurry to get back to the house. You climb the steps, careful not to spill, and sit on the bench against the wall. The smell of pollen and leaves tickle your nose. It’s as calm as you’ve been in days. Weeks, even. 

As you ruminate with your coffee, you think about Queenie and what she said. How could she think you and Steve are together? From what you gather, he just broke up with someone. Peggy? You can’t keep track. 

You empty the mug and leave it on the bench. You watch the birds from between the vine canopy around the gazebo. The day shifts and your stomach stirs. You are hungry. 

You sit and take out your phone. Your battery is low. You should save it.  

You’re just so frustrated with everything. Not just Steve but yourself. What’s going on with you that you can’t stop passing out like some damsel in distress? I mean, he is scary but he hasn’t hurt you. Yet. 

Oh stop that! You’re just here to count. That’s your job. It’s the one thing you know how to do. 

You pace around restlessly. You can’t stay here forever. You know that the longer you do, the worse it will be. You’ll be awkward at best and he’ll be angry at most. But he deserves it! How can he just ruin your whole life because he wants to make some shady deal with a criminal like him? 

“So, you going to sleep out here or what?” Steve’s timbre makes you trip and you turn to face him. 

He stands at the bottom of the stares, arms crossed, jaw set. You can’t see all of him but he still looks massive. And dangerous. 

You glower and shake your head. You’re not ready. Yet, what choice do you have? You’re starting to understand those things Queenie said; or rather, didn’t say. 

“You’re just gonna give me the silent treatment, huh?” He climbs the stairs heavily so you flinch with each step. “I don’t get it. Got you nice clothes, took you on a nice trip...” You shake your head and angle so your shoulder is to him. “I been nice to you, sweetheart. It’s why I don’t get this fainting business. I haven’t been violent to anyone who didn’t deserve it.” 

You lower your chin and stare at your lap. The things you want to say might just earn his violence. So you’re better off to stay quiet. 

“We have an agreement. You gotta do the numbers,” he nears, a shadow mirroring your own. “So...” 

“I had an agreement with someone else!” You stand and stomp your foot. “I had a job, an apartment, I had--” You blink and gulp, filling your cheeks with air as you catch your exasperation. You back up and shake your head. “Sorry... no, I’m not sorry. But I am...” you gesture helplessly. “Why me? Why do I have to come here? I didn’t want to!” 

You dare to look at him. You can’t read his face. His eyes flick up and down. He pushes his jacket back and slides his hands in his pockets. 

“Cause I wanted you to.” 

“Because-- because—that's it? Because you felt like it?” 

His cheek dimples and he clicks your tongue, “are we being honest, right now? Is that what this is because you’re toeing a lot of lines, sweetheart.” 

Your lips thin and you hug yourself. “I guess.” 

“Alright, let’s be honest,” he steps closer and the back of your legs touch the bench behind you. “I think you’re cute. I like the way you get all wobbly-headed and I like catching you when you lose it. It’s fun.” 

“Fun?” You scoff. “It’s not--” you blink and shake off the ripple in your vision, “no...” 

“It’s gonna happen now, isn’t it?” His mouth slants. 

“No,” you argue and raise your hand, extending your arm to keep your balance. You reach behind you and slowly sit. “I’m not going to pass out.” 

“Oh, you’re not? Not knowing that I like to toy with you,” he gets even closer, bending to look you in the face. “That I’m not even close to done with you?” You inhale deeply as that woozy glaze fogs your head. His eyes are so blue, so bold. He grabs your chin. “That I’m gonna play with you until you’re broken and there’s not a damn thing you can do to stop me.” 

You gurgle and latch onto his wrist. He chuckles as you try to pull him off of you, instead leaning into him as your brain speckles hotly. Oh no. Your lashes flutter and stick as he eases you forward. Your body slackens and you’re hurled into the blackness once more. 

[inoreuct]

would you agree that we all need more Sanji getting nosebleeds over Zoro in this fandom?

YES *pelting down a hill waving the proposal for this in my hand like a madman* YESSSSSS

the first time sanji gets a nosebleed over zoro is his clue-in that oh. i’m not straight, am i. the swordsman’s doing a bench press (shirtless, as always) as sanji walks by (and sanji sneaks a look, as always, because who wouldn’t?) and when he glances over the plates he has to do a double take because what the fuck. zoro’s pressing more than twice his body weight. zoro’s repping more than twice his body weight. he’s just registered that maybe he’s stared for a bit too long when he feels something warm and wet on his upper lip, iron dripping over his mouth, and he books it for the galley.

he slams the door shut and presses his back against it before he slides to the ground and screams into his knees because what. the fuck. it’s not even that he’s getting hot and bothered over a guy; it’s just that the guy’s zoro. he’s not supposed to get nosebleeds over zoro.

but he does.

and it gets worse.

zoro walking around shirtless on deck? nosebleed. zoro re-tying the sails and just hanging on with his legs around the mast? nosebleed. zoro strutting out of the shower door, damp with steam and hair dripping wet and a towel around his waist? nosebleed. zoro tsking irritably and grabbing all of sanji’s food and packages from him to haul the whole lot over his shoulder? NOSEBLEED.

and not even that. he starts getting breathless around zoro and his chest hurts. he kicks zoro back while they’re sparring one day and the swordsman grins, feral and unrestrained and all challenge and teeth, and sanji’s heart spasms so hard that he actually wonders if he’s about to go into cardiac arrest. he’s barely twenty, he isn’t ready to die— much less because of some stupid marimo. chiselled abs and a nice set of biceps are only worth so much of sanji’s dignity. he twists and smashes the sole of his shoe right into zoro’s pretty face.

still, it gets so, so bad that he’s elected to just. avoid zoro completely. he’s sneaking around corners and running across open expanses ducked low like some kind of goofy thief and he knows it’s so fucking stupid but he doesn’t. he doesn’t know if zoro likes— no. he doesn’t even think about it. there’s no way, and if he gives himself false hope he’ll just break his own heart. he doesn’t know if zoro likes men, or anyone, much less him; nobody in their right mind would, not really. he's nice to have but not to keep and he's come to terms with it.

…until zoro corners him in the galley and demands to know what the fuck’s going on.

sanji stays facing away, slowly washing the dishes even as his heart pounds so hard it hurts. he is painfully aware of the way zoro’s seething like an over-boiled kettle in one of the chairs behind him, arms crossed over his stupidly broad chest and stock-still because he never, ever shakes his leg even though sanji knows he wants to.

his sponge squeaks across ceramic. the water’s warm against his fingertips, and his eyes flick up to meet his own reflection in the porthole window; he looks… well, he doesn’t know. scared, maybe. nervous. his mouth is thin, eyes wide, cheeks flushed, a shudder running its fingers down his spine even as his heartbeat thumps between his ribs and god, fuck, it aches. and he knows. he looks himself in the eyes and he knows that somewhere along the line nosebleeds had turned into falling in love and he was the stupid idiot who had just let it happen because he was too weak to pry zoro out of his thoughts.

his gaze flicks down sharply when he hears the sudden scrape of the chair, and zoro spits, “look, i can’t fix whatever i did wrong if you don’t tell me what it is.”

sanji’s heart throbs. “what?”

he can hear zoro’s scowl. “what, what? i obviously did something. you’ve been avoiding me like the plague.”

the cook almost laughs. he bites it down and swallows his words, salty-sweet at the back of his throat. guilt nips at him; zoro’s his rival and and his personal annoyance and a blockhead but he might also, maybe, just maybe, be sanji’s best friend. and sanji hasn’t been very fair to him lately.

he swallows again, clears his throat silently. “you didn’t do anything, marimo,” he murmurs to the plate in his hands, trying for airy and getting more somewhat vaguely strangled. he coughs. “just forget about it. sorry i’ve been weird.”

sanji will deal. he will, somehow; he’d been careless and careless is dangerous and for perhaps the first time in his life, he has too much to lose. he’ll squash his heart into a box and lock it down tight like he always has and it’ll hurt, but when does it ever not? he mentally declares the matter done and dusted as he shakes off the plate and gently sets it on the drying rack.

his lungs hitch as a callused hand cups his elbow.

zoro pulls him around. he’s too weak to resist. the edge of the sink digs into his hip as stormy grey eyes scan his face and zoro looks tense, his jaw set in the way it only is when he faces off with a particularly vexing foe.

“did i not look happy enough at dinner?" he asks, and it could be mockery but it isn't, not with that edge to his voice; not desperation, but damn near. like filter paper burning its way to ash. "was it my clothes on the floor? my boots on the bed? what?”

sanji can't stand it anymore. he looks away, tries to twist out of the invisible bonds zoro has him trapped in, but fingers looped around his wrist are all it takes to make him stay and fuck, fuck, he's so fucked.

"sanji, what did i do?” zoro breathes, brow furrowed, voice too near and too damn earnest, and sanji's throat bobs as he digs the heel of his palm into his eye.

this isn't how it's supposed to go. zoro isn't supposed to care. zoro isn't supposed to be standing here in the galley saying his name in that tone of voice. a hand carefully pulls his own away from his face, and zoro doesn't fucking let go, and sanji feels too much like he's been stripped down to the bone.

"i know," zoro continues, gruff like he doesn't know how to be anything else, "that i upset you. so would you please tell me what i did so i can fix it?" he bends lower still, ducking to try and catch sanji’s line of sight but sanji just can't look at him. "i'll fix it, i—"

"you can't fix this." the words are out and in the air before he can stop them, and a bittersweet smile curves his mouth. "there's nothing to fix, so you can't fix it. just let it go, alright?"

zoro wants to argue. sanji can tell. but the swordsman lets out a measured exhale after a long moment and pulls back, face carefully neutral. "at least tell me what's going on, cook."

sanji looks down at his feet. "...i can't."

"like hell you can't," zoro replies immediately, and it's such an abrupt reminder of their normal banter that it wrenches a rough noise from sanji's chest. "i was the one who held your hair back after you had, like, seven margaritas too many. don't think you could tell me anything worse than the experience of trying to stop you from falling into your own puke."

"oh, jesus fuck," sanji swears on instinct, then laughs. it's unfortunately hollow. "that was one time, asshole."

"one time too many," zoro hums, raising an eyebrow. "so you gonna tell me what's going on, or do i have to make it a captain's order?"

sanji grits his teeth.

"i will drag luffy in here, i don't care—"

"fucking—" he holds his breath, flipping around to white-knuckle the edge of the sink and letting it out slow. "fine. you ever loved someone, marimo?"

"sure." zoro shrugs easily, crossing his arms as he looks out the window. "kuina, but i think i learned to love her memory more than anything else. luffy, nami—" a near-unnoticeable flutter of thick lashes. "you."

sanji exhales through his nose as he rocks back on his heels. squeezes out air till it hurts. "you know that's not what i meant."

"what did you mean, then?"

he turns to look at where zoro has settled lazily against the counter, the moon turning his eyes to silver. "I mean the kind of love that makes your blood race. that makes you want more even when you know you'll never take more than you're allowed. the kind that makes your heart hurt so badly you feel empty without it."

the swordsman's face is unreadable as he tilts his head slowly. "i did say i love you."

it hits sanji like a bullet. he sucks in a sharp breath, and his throat burns as he turns away and tries to stop his shoulders from heaving up. "don't fuck with me, zoro. not about this."

it feels rather like a cruel cosmic joke. he's so near yet so far, just one step away with a gauzy curtain between but he can't touch it. he won't. he's got too many things on the line and yet he can't even name one of them.

"hey."

he squeezes his eyes shut against the burn of salt that shouldn't even be there, and look at that. little sanji's gone and broken his own heart again.

"hey," zoro tries again, more insistent, one hand hovering in the space between them and sanji feels the pull of it like a magnet.

he doesn't turn away as it cups his cheek. doesn't run as fingers slide through the short hairs at his nape, a thumb behind his jaw. his lashes are damp. it is everything he wants and everything he cannot have and he can't—

"look at me."

"i can't," he breathes, lungs rising fast and shallow. he's afraid to open his eyes. he's afraid of what he'll see.

"yes, you can." zoro shifts closer and another hand joins the first. it's big and rough and warm and he holds sanji's face like he's the moon herself. "look at me, curly."

he can't.

he does.

zoro's gaze is almost painful to meet straight-on with how intense it is. he seems to realise, face softening as he leans closer, closer, posture loose enough that it would be no problem for sanji to shove him away. "you love me," he breathes. "yes or no?"

sanji's heart stops. his tongue is clumsy in his mouth, his brain a mess of yesnoyesyesnoiwon'tican’tido—

"don't think." zoro's voice cuts through the haze as he shakes his head slowly; a sword through smoke, silver-bright, singing in the air and leaving silence. "don't think. you love me, yes or no."

the galley swims around sanji as his vision blurs. he feels his tears spill hot down his cheek, knows the way zoro aches to brush them away and yet stays still. he opens his mouth and it feels like stepping out of the only shelter he's ever known; he is an open fucking wound and he's raw and everything hurts, everything but zoro. zoro. zoro. "yes."

just one word, three simple letters, and still it feels like damnation; if he'd never said it he could deny it but now it's real. the swordsman relaxes, shoulders dropping enough that his forehead brushes sanji's, and sanji tracks the way his throat bobs. the way steel-grey eyes flicker over his face, molten in the light of the electric lamps and the moonlight spilling through the window, gilding zoro like something out of a dream. a fairytale sanji read as a child until the edges of the pages fitted familiar to his thumbs as his little hands reached for a happy ending that was never meant to be his.

he shakes, now, as zoro reaches up to run tentative fingers through straw-pale hair. "let me love you. yes or no."

"i—" the sound that twists from his mouth is cracked jagged down the middle, unpolished as a common pebble picked up off the damn street. "you don't—"

"yes or no."

"i'm not what you want," he gasps, his face wet.

"yes or no."

sanji wants to break apart. because zoro sounds like he's begging, and he cannot fathom anybody possibly wanting him that much. he wants to scream and cry and claw at the walls until his nails break. he wants to shatter into pieces all over the floor without having to worry about putting himself back together. he wants. he wants, and zoro's looking at him with the closest thing to reverence he's seen in his life, and even that isn't enough for him to believe it. "i'm not what you want."

he can barely look at zoro. he can barely look at himself. the shame is clawing a pit into his stomach, and he lets it, feels every inch of it, because what kind of person doesn't know how to be loved? his breath catches wetly as zoro cups his jaw in both hands, tilting his face up, and once again sanji is too weak to pull away.

"you are everything i want."

the words are so fierce, so sure, and sanji is cracking apart at the seams. the stitches pulled tight by his own hand are unravelling and he can't stop it—

"yes or no."

zoro's breath ghosts warm across his mouth, fingertips in his hair, just far away enough for sanji to see the way his eyes are blazing and yet he waits. his thumb on sanji's cheek is the gentlest thing sanji has ever known.

"you'll get tired of me," he tries weakly, one last time for good measure, and zoro just shakes his head. the resolve in his expression does not waver even once.

sanji breaks.

"yes." the word scrapes itself out of his throat seconds before arms are going around him, and he sobs. lets the swordsman bring them both to the kitchen floor as he curls up in zoro's lap, fingers clawing into his white shirt, numb with how hard he cries because nobody, nobody has ever stayed. not without him getting hurt in the process. he pushes them away when he gets scared and they let him and then it becomes his fault when it all blows up in his face, but zoro's not leaving, and it's so foreign to him that he's shaking so badly and he can't stop.

a warm, heavy palm smooths over his spine and he lets himself be shifted closer, settles sideways as zoro wraps an arm over his shins and rocks them until his breathing evens out. the embarrassment hits like a gut punch; he knows he looks like a mess, face blotchy and hair everywhere and eyes puffy as hell, but zoro cards his bangs out of his eyes and looks at him like he doesn't care, and sanji turns away.

he feels... fragile. like he's made of tinted glass and spun sugar, like he'll cave in at the slightest touch. there is something melting in his chest and it drips down over his ribs; pools fresh as a river in spring, offset by the grounding presence of zoro's hands on his skin. "don't say i didn't warn you," he mumbles, masking his very real fear behind a layer of watery bravado as he hides his face in zoro's shoulder, and of course, of course zoro sees right through him.

the swordsman's thumb traces the swirl of his eyebrow before zoro rests his chin on top of sanji's head. "i don’t listen. you know that."

you know me, is what goes unsaid, and sanji doesn't deign to reply. he buries his face into zoro's chest and breathes in the smell of steel and sword oil and— he sits up slightly, eyes narrowing. "you've been stealing my deodorant, yes or no." the way zoro stills momentarily is a dead giveaway, and he yelps when the swordsman flicks his forehead.

"would you rather i be stinky?" zoro scoffs, rolling his eyes gently as sanji settles back down with a huff.

"you still are stinky. if we're gonna be together i'm expecting you to shower at least once every two days—" zoro groans, and he powers through, raising his voice, "—and if you aren't fussy i'll let you shower with me."

the way zoro instantly stops complaining cracks a laugh out of him. it's weak and watered-down, but it's a start. zoro's hands slide back into his hair and he hums as he lets his eyes fall shut.

the moon's full tonight. their ship rocks gently, and sanji gets comfortable; zoro's warm and solid and happens to make a perfectly respectable pillow. the thought that he can have this now sends a thrill through him.

he's not a fool. he's not optimistic when it comes to this. when it comes to love.

but with zoro's thumb rubbing mindless circles against the side of his thigh and a kiss pressed to the top of his head, he's got a pretty good feeling about this time around.

[livelaughlovesubs]

Yessssss yes yes! He looks so proud of himself, how can people not laugh? He makes me laugh and I would just encourage his jokes just so I can see the sparkle in his eyes, he's probably so giddy smdmdndj he's so cute I wanna kiss him senseless

The only way Cyno's a top is a service top, I know just he'd meltttttt into a puddle of love especially when you praise him! Call him a pretty boy, call him the goodest boy in the world!

I just know you could make him cum from praise, he's so used to people looking at him with fear/apprehension, but you're different you've always smile at him and speak to him in such a gentle manner and he's gotta tug his helmet sometimes when you look at him with so much unfiltered adoration in your eyes.

I'm not saying that you've pulled him into a secluded corner to steal a few kisses, he pretends to be annoyed with it yet the way he leans into the kisses says otherwise (he's just lil shy, listen he's never really dated before). I just know that he loves forehead kisses and neck kisses too.

Definitely sensitive, cutie's used to roughness because of his job so gentle touches will drive him wild. Gentle caresses are gonna make him squirm and whine, so so so incredibly sensitive to gentle touches it's so cute watching him writhe.

He might have scratches on his back from a passionate night, honestly he doesn't notice them and had done his usual patrol the next day and was so confused about why everyone seemed off. This man smh 😔he's so dumb and I love it.

The way this man has me in a chokehold is unreal, I cannot wait until his next rerun that twink will be mine 😤

I'm sorry for rambling it's just I don't have anyone to talk about sub Cyno, people are cowards because this man is such a puppy. He's so damn loyal once he locks in a relationship.

-🐇

Okay sorry it took me a while to answer BUT I couldn’t bring it over myself to give an half-asset response to this beautiful beautiful thing.

First I totally agree, I don’t know how anyone could be intimidated by him. He’s literally so ahhhh, the same with xiao. I also headcanon that his abdomen or waist part is the most sensitive, cuz his waist is so cute and adorable and it would be soooo cute if he was really sensitive there. Like just grabbing his hips and caressing them gently gets him all flustered and squirming in your grasp. Some people wonder how you can date him without looking scared, but oh boy. Oh boyyyyy.

He wears so little clothing too! If you don’t like showing off, you have to be careful about where to place the hickeys. Cuz he wouldn’t even notice that they are there, just going on about his day while people are flabbergasted. But if you do like bragging about what’s yours, go for it and mark him up everywhere!! Even if he sees them, he’d love them too much and be too proud to cover them up. So what’s the big deal with everyone? It’s a well known fact you two are going out, why are they so surprised to see some teeth marks on his neck and shoulder?

Cyno is literally such a puppy, he’s suuuch an adorable little dork. It makes one want to see him blush 24/7.

Anyway, I approve of it. Though I don’t have him neither, havent logging in for quite a while. I can’t download the new update cuz I’m installing other gacha games to try them out and my storage has def seen better days 🫠

[iamlostsomewhereinthegarden]

HI KAIDA

HOPE YOU'RE DOING GOOODDDD

I WANTED TO ASK YOU IF YOU COULD WRITE OTHER SMUTS ON SOUYAAA PLEASEEEEEEE

I have sooooo much drafts so here’s one being posted in your honor! I’m so hype that you requested (you’re like my second ever request lol)

Souya and his old Sex Toy

This was lowkey inspired by me getting sex toys lololol

TW: smut, sex toys, Gender neutral reader, meantions of cock which can also be read/seen as a dildo, giving a sex toy a name and gender (I just added this te because I find this funny), tell me anything else I’m missing lol

(My favorite fucking gif and episode, I just read the manga and didn’t/don’t watch the anime cause they’ve butchered a lot of stuff but I watched this episode for Souya alone, and this might’ve been my favorite part. He’s a fucking beyblade.)

Going through Souya’s old room as you help him pack up so he can start living with you when you stumble across something interesting~ Smiling to yourself, you hide the item away amongst the stuff that you’re bringing back home for the day to surprise your cute, grumpy-faced lover. Later that night, when you were edging and prepping him for the night, you pulled out the item, a little fleshlight that was clearly too small for his long cock. “Soooo Souya, you were a pervert even before you knew you loved taking cock, huh?” You teased, leaving him a crimson stuttering mess. “How’d you even get or use this while still living in the same apartment as your brother? We both know your moans aren’t quite love~” You stroked his dick while he started to explain, “I didn’t use it often, a-and I did it when Hoya wasn’t home!” He squeaked. Hearing how little it was used gave you a wicked idea. “So it must have been so lonely being practically abandoned, huh? Why don’t we give it some love?” Squirting lube into the toy and hovering it over his blushing tip, you asked, “You wanna use it don’t ya?” And while Souya usually agreed to whatever devious idea you had, you were surprised this time by him shaking his head no furiously, “I want your cock! I don’t wanna fuck, I wanna be fucked!” Tutting you tell him “Now, we know that’s not fair for Mr. Fleshlight, he’s been abandoned for so long,” smirking evilly and teasing his top with the fleshlight you suggested. “How about you cum into him first, and then you can have my cock like you do every night, okay?" Souya nodded readily, looking on the verge of tears due to the upcoming orgasm. “Words hun, I need words.” “Y-Yes!” “Yes, what?” "Yes I’ll fuck Mr. Fleshlight! Please, please, please hurry, I want your cock soooo bad!!!”Chuckling, you slide the fleshlight onto his dick and coo at how small it looked on it. “Look at how tiny it is, barely fitting a third of your cock! My baby had such a small dick before, huh? Well, luckily my baby has a very sensitive tip, so he can still give Mr. Fleshlight cum right?” Waiting for a response all you got was Souya moaning and groaning, stopping your movements you looked at Souya with a displeased face. “I said, luckily my baby has a very sensitive tip so he can still give Mr. Fleshlight cum right?” Wanting the stimulation again Souya nodded furiously, babbling almost non-coherently. “Yessssss, your baby can give mister cum, your baby can, please let your baby cummmmmm.” Smiling back you continued your previous movements, “Good baby, now let’s make you cum so you can get my dick.” Licking across the vein on his dick Souya immediately came spurting cum through the top of the fleshlight. Not even giving himself time to catch his breath Souya pushed you to the ground, making the fleshlight fall to the ground, and pulled down your underwear, shoving your dick in his ass, finally looking satisfied. “Hmmm, I didn’t know you were that desperate for my dick.” You said once you recovered from the shock of his actions, shrugging you start moving, "Well, I promised and you did so well baby boy, now prepare to be my fleshlight.” Moaning at your movements, Souya thanks you before he got the sense fucked out of him. Though Souya’s move was delayed because of the soreness after that night, it was well worth it. Maybe you guys should introduce more toys into the bedroom.

[halfamask]

Naruto team group chat headcannons! Part 1

Team 7: Naruto, Sakura, Sasuke

I love these guys but they’re little shits and awful little assholes. You know every time they hang out with others they’re all:

Sakura: Did you See what Kiba was wearing

Naruto: no frrrr

Sasuke: Why does he always look like he’s trying to get shino and hinata to match outfits but neither agree to do it so he tries to match both of them and it never works

Naruto: bruhhh

Plus gossip monger Sakura and Sasuke who pretends to be better than that but isn’t

Sasuke: Is it just me or was Neji like. Extra asshole today

Sakura: no bc Ino told me that Hinata saw him and Lee get into an argument like two hours before it started AND OMG guys do we think Tenten has a crush on him

Naruto: :( Why are he and Lee fighting

Sasuke: Tenten fs likes Neji I just can’t tell if he likes her back

A healthy dose of “if one of us doesn’t like you we all don’t like you”

Sakura: Also guys Ino and I are arguing rn so we don’t like team 10 ok?

Sasuke: Again? Fine.

Naruto: but Sakura-chan I’m supposed to get ramen with Choji tomorrow!!

Sakura: Naruto!

Naruto: uGH fine

Naruto: But also we have to avoid Team 8 for a bit because Kiba’s being a dick

Sakura: Not a problem we hate seeing Hinata getting red every time you walk by anyway

Sasuke: Lmfao did you SEE Hinata hanging on Naruto today like it was worse than normal

Naruto: Cmon guys be nice

Sakura: N-n-n

Sasuke: Naruto-kun!

Their favorite activity is talking mad shit ok.

Also their chat is half Naruto sending shitty little memes. Sakura and Sasuke never find the same ones funny.

They’ve also definitely got dinner plans in the chat half the time like:

Naruto: Guys Ichiraku tn after training?

Sakura: I have to ask my mom hold on

Sasuke: I’m down

Sakura: Ok she said yes I’ll come

Naruto: Yessssss :D

Sakura: Calm down Naruto it’s just ramen

Naruto: Take that back RIGHT NOW ramen is a WAY OF LIFE

Sasuke: Just invited Kakashi so he can pay for us

Naruto: ^_^

Sakura: ^_^

Speaking of Kakashi they fs have running commentary and analysis on how late he’s gonna be for training

Naruto: Guyssss I’m running late how much time do you think I have before Kakashi gets there

Sasuke: Well training starts at 9 and it’s 9:15 so I’d say you have 30 minutes more

Sakura: Wait no it’s a Friday so he’ll want to get here early so he can finish early and go drink with the other jounin. You have 15 minutes max

Sasuke: But yesterday was Kurenai’s birthday so he’ll be hungover this morning so he’ll actually be later than usual

Naruto: So i can take my time?

Sasuke: No usuratonkachi get your ass over here asap

Sakura: Yeah please I don’t want him to hand us over to Gai sensei as punishment again. My body still hurts from all that running

[ultra-raging-ghost]

I reached post limit so im gonna write this and save it for midnight to post later 🥰

-10:30 EST

Richas made a reference/mentioned outliving forever and bad started screaming and sobbing for a solid 2 minutes and then started talking about how no no forevers probably fine cucuruchos probably taking care of him, richas asked if thats what bad tells himself to sleep at night, if he just lies to himself and bad said yes! if all else fails, simply lie to yourself and push your true feelings down to make it through this meaningless existence :D and richas said "so if we said the sky is pink at all times a day and just lie to ourselves its ok?" and bad said yes, we already lie to ourselves all the time we just need to think about how much lying we accept :3

richas thinks dappers colorblind

bad said his chats british 😭

time to read books!

-10:40 EST

bad is making fun of us for being sad because of angst(/lh/j) and sang a brief song about us being sad and mentioned "the sun is gone" just to torment us over forever being gone. He also went f5 said something like “if you think it’s sad now… anyway..... spoilers!!" implying it will get even sadder!! (terrified)

oh theres a letter for bbh and forever :((( this might be sad now that forevers. in his place. chats crying

-10:50 EST

Bad is screaming and crying because forever will never be able to read his letter, hes literally head in hands screaming and crying and hes letting the TTS read it out

one of the qsmp purgatory programmers wrote bad a letter saying he was supposed to die more and bad said hes a bug tester at heart and richas is bullying bad because of how many bugs he found and exploited LMAO bad said he'll fudging do it again

-11:00 EST

bad found ANOTHER wall bug to glitch thru, hes insane

-11:10 EST

someone said the word forever and bad is reduced to shambles on the floor, hes crying and whining forevers name in tears and agony and he made the dying "bleh" sound like 4 times

also bad mentioned that as soon as its confirmed to the characters like in-character that max is dead theyre having a funeral for him, like bad as the grim reaper knows but he hasnt told anyone, nobodys aware of him being gone, >>>>also he was ominous and said he needed to shoot max a message oorp and refused to elaborate. what the fuck was that about badboyhalo? <<<<<

-11:30 EST

Bad and richas and pomme wanna make an elevator death trap and then call foolish over to trap/murder him <3 chat is advocating for this idea. chat also wants to see the museum, bad said yes!!! Museum time!

before that, bad is being ominously silent again and is texting off screen. that max comment earlier + this makes me worried. MOVING ON THO BC HES SINGING HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO RICHAS AND POMME GOT HIM A PRESENT FOR HIS BDAY!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY RICHAS!!!!! (in brazil time) The present is Honey cookies! because richas got covered in honey and used as bait while they were away LMAO

Bad was talking about the 1k snow golems prank and was wondering if the cleanup team would be upset or love that, and richas said "lets say im part of that tio" and bad is now saying richas will take 100% accountability for that and will clean all of it up by himself LMAOOOO richas placed down signs saying "NO TIO I NEVER SAID THAT!! I DIDNT" and bad read them out loud as "Yes tio i agree i did say that ill do it!"

oh god bads spamming richas signs everywhere this is gonna fucking lag everything LMAOOOO richas crashed and bad kept placing until he got bored and said "yessssss richas will get in so much trouble hahaha! messing with the server!!!! bad then said "Richas always comes back" in the FNAF voice, didnt need to know you were an even bigger nerd BBH but okay /aff

-11:40 EST

Pomme is dragging bbh around on a lasso and is trapping him somewhere <3333 theyre climbing up the big ben and bad is taking SO MUCH DAMAGE he has his auto eat on

he accidentally said the word "forever" again and started crying again, his chat is in shambles.

MUSEUM TIME!!!!!!

HELP THE FUCKING ADMINS INCLUDED A DRAWING OF BAD LITERALLY STUCK IN A PADDED ROOM BASED ON HIS TIME IN JAIL, RICHAS SAID "natural habitat"

>>>>>>bad's crying again, and being horny because of how "cute" forever looks in the fanart, but mostly crying<<<<<

pomme started bullying bad because he called forever cute LMAO

tinas on!!!!!

-11:50 EST

Bad's crying again over art of him and forever in the pool he made in forevers base, the admins want to hurt him specifically/j

"treasure the wholesome moments chat, for they are just dust in the wind" -BBH 2023

bad took his totems out of his offhand again :)

Bad's crying again over another image of him and forever!!

[shannonsketches]

I was reading this post about Frieza but I didn't want to spam OPs notes with my rambling but Yes yes yessssss same hat same hat!!!

I described Vegeta to my friend as Frieza's favorite dog who spends his career being so unwittingly smug of how well he's learned to hold his own leash --

He's subconsciously learned the How To's of Power from Frieza's detachment, isolation, and precise self-control (knowing a saiyan's strength is in his rage while ignoring that rage comes from a place of emotional investment).

The manga/Toriyama's version of their relationship differs slightly from Toei's EU, largely in the way that Vegeta was being raised by his own father to usurp Frieza at some point, and take his place as ruler of the universe. It didn't start with Frieza, for Vegeta, but Frieza certainly compounded it. By all accounts, Vegeta seemed to enjoy his work, and was very proud of how good at it he was. But pride means as long as you're working for someone else, you're not good enough. And restoring Saiyans to the top of the food chain seemed to be King V's ultimate goal, vicariously through his record-breaking son.

But this seemed to be the goal of both their biological fathers, and what I imagine Frieza liked about Vegeta. It's also something I think Vegeta liked about Frieza. Relating to someone you have several plans to kill, in some quietly fucked up way to be less alone.

But Frieza wasn't only afraid of super saiyans! He was also afraid of what a group of powerful saiyans were capable of, which invites noting that he told Vegeta it was cowardly to rely on others, and that it was proof of ones weakness, while knowing Saiyans were historically deployed in groups. Teaching Vegeta to hang back while his underlings -- not peers, not friends -- did the work, until he -- the special one, like Frieza -- had to step in and solve the problems they weren't strong enough to handle.

Because those were weak Saiyans, who needed teammates. Not like Vegeta. Vegeta was a special Saiyan, who could do it all by himself. Both Frieza and King Vegeta told him so.

Which is probably what King Cold taught Frieza, too.

Part of the reason I think Frieza is/was headed for a redemption arc in Toriyama's version of the story (the manga/recent movies) is because Vegeta and Frieza are largely the same shape in terms of archetypes and story paths -- both born into what are essentially mafia families, both had callous fathers who valued their power over their person, both given no choice in their careers, both powerful enough to be surrounded by sycophants, both smart enough to know better than to call anyone a friend.

The major difference is that Vegeta was suddenly and completely removed from that environment and forced to adapt to a newer (softer) one in order to get his rematch with Goku, and Frieza immediately returned to his army to work toward his rematch with Goku. Vegeta didn't have a home to go back to, and Frieza did. Vegeta was forced to grow and change, and Frieza wasn't. Vegeta was unceremoniously pushed out of his self-isolation (and comfort zone), and Frieza was plucked up and happily curled right back into it.

His change is on a much slower track, but he's still experiencing the same furious denial and obsession with being better than the enigma called Goku that Vegeta did. I definitely agree that Vegeta was scared, and we're seeing that fear in Frieza too. This notion that your value lies wholly in your power -- a theory both King Vegeta and King Cold telegraphed to their children, and one Vegeta continued to witness and embrace while working for Frieza -- is deeply embedded.

It took Vegeta over a decade to start accepting it wasn't true, surrounded by people who kept choosing him even when he failed and rebelled and did all the things he should've been condemned to death for, by Frieza Force standards. Frieza was dead all that time, and when he came back he was pulled right back into the waiting arms of his old toxic environment, and even commented that he noticed they didn't want him back until his power was useful to them.

In the anime/toei versions it seems like the Saiyans are enslaved, but in the manga/toriyama version the Saiyans are absorbed into his empire, effectively just put under new management but still able to keep their culture and homes and monarch, the monarch just had a new boss (who also had a boss, more or less, which was beerus). So in the manga/Toriyama versions of the writing, it seems like the only part of Vegeta's job he didn't genuinely enjoy was the fact that he had to do it for someone else.

The biggest issue he has, at first, with learning what Freeza did was that he'd been lied to and used, knowing his rebellion would've come sooner if he'd known -- and that's humiliating. By the time he's five, he's already numb to the experience of war and death. He's already got his own command, and Saiyans rarely all make it back. By the time the truth is revealed to him, he doesn't care about his parents or his comrades. He cares that he, Vegeta, the Special Saiyan, was stupid enough to fall for a lie.

He feels genuine fear for the first time in his life when he faces Frieza's final form and realizes, that's it. There's no getting stronger. There's no next time.

He chose to brag about tearing up that luxury leash, and it was a gamble he lost. The unraveling of that sympathy and compassion hits him like a truck when he's dying and suddenly it's Very Real that there's no one left to remember him or his planet or his people or care about what happened to them or do anything about it (an important and poetic justice -- an exercise in empathy -- for all the peoples he gladly did it to (and, by his own admission, would have with or without Frieza)). He's modeled his life after his father, and after Frieza. He has no friends. He's not strong enough to be valuable anymore, not with Goku around. Nobody is going to wish him back. Nobody is going to miss him at all.

So Vegeta gets killed while he's having a fight-or-freeze panic attack, in which he freezes, and it's a thing that keeps happening to him from that point on, for the rest of Z, and throughout Super. The most embarrassing kind of proof that he feels safer in the company he kept on Namek, and actively recovering from the life he led before.

Frieza, ironically, doesn't have the freeze response. Frieza's panic is frantic and manic because, like Vegeta, nobody is going to miss him at all. He doesn't have any noble cause to hold onto like Vegeta did -- the one that's his own fault. He's set up all of the dominoes that are falling on him, and he's got nowhere to run except back to the place that taught him his only reason for being is his power, and -- just like Vegeta did -- he's spiraling because Goku showed up and made it a game. There's nobody safe for Frieza, except -- just like Vegeta -- in the company of those same people. People who should, by all accounts, want him as dead as anyone.

idk where i'm going with this, I just really enjoy their parallels and I am very intrigued by Frieza's arc lately.

I can't decide if I want Vegeta to destroy him or lose the battle and win the war with some familiar banter like they had in Res F but painful and recognizing himself in Frieza (or vice versa, rather) and give Frieza a whole mental break about how the two of them are probably the only people in the universe who will ever really Genuinely Understand each other, for the twisted humor it is.

I don't want Vegeta to forgive Frieza, I don't think that's the answer to all stories like this, even when the themes are about love and forgiveness I don't even think he's particularly forgiven Buu yet, tbh. I think he'd have to be dying again to chat like that, the way Vegeta does when he's about to die. But I think it could be a really good scene, and I think it would fuck Frieza up to be offered something of a broken olive branch just to lose it again because he's already killed it.

Maybe they're out of senzu beans. Maybe he's killed Dende already. No healing. No dragon balls. All the boys are down. Vegeta's wound is fatal. Frieza's won, but Vegeta's getting that last laugh in by being just a little nostalgic. A little sentimental in reflecting on their history. Give Frieza that nice familiar panic Vegeta knew so well; That little alarm bell that tells him he's got nothing left to strive for and no one left to know him. Let Frieza shatter so he can have some space to grow.

And the thing is, it's a gamble he's already won. Geets doesn't care if Frieza changes or not. He's dying, and there's no telling whether or not Bulma will figure something out before he's reincarnated. Do better or don't, this is fully not his problem anymore. xoxo!

[spidermans-l-o-v-e-r]

Orange Blossoms

Paring: Buck x reader

Word count: 6.6k

Notes: Going forward, Buck has consent. Like I just want to make that clear, he do be gettin a lil freaky in dis story but like, he does have consent and they do talk about it. I just did not write that. You know at least for now idk I might write in a lil bit who knows. But just so we’re all on da same page. Reader is just as freaky and adventurous as Buck

Episode 8: Cant Fight the Moonlight

You kick Eddie from his own house. Okay not really but kind of. But Buck can’t exactly come over to your place? Bobby is there…Athena, May, Harry… that’s just like. A recipe for disaster 

So you beg Eddie to trade houses with you for a night, or rather Buck. And he agrees, after demanding you make him your “famous” blueberry muffins Bobby keeps talking about and you bake those first, setting them on the counter to cool as soon as possible 

“So? Are you nervous?” Eddie is leaning against the doorway watching you put on your makeup. You’re sat criss crossed on the sink and leaning into the mirror 

“Incredibly. What if he hates enchiladas? They’re not exactly a date food” 

“No, they’re a delicious, soul-filling food that should be eaten constantly” He walks over and hands you the brush you’re reaching for 

“Yes I made you extra, you can take them with you”

“Yessssss” he fist pumps and you roll your eyes, going back to putting on your makeup 

“He loves enchiladas by the way. And he’s gonna love your dress, which I know you’re also worried about”

You drop your makeup brush and spin around, “Oh god my dress! I forgot to iron it!!” He stops you at the door, turning you back around toward the sink 

“I did it for you, you seemed so frazzled I thought I’d take it off your plate” 

He helps you back up on the sink and you fake sniffle 

“Eddie you’re the bestest friend a girl could ask for” 

You’re busy fixing your hair when the doorbell rings. You squeal and toss the hairspray down 

“I’m not even dressed!!! Is he early?!” 

“About 10 minutes early yeah” Eddie looks at his watch as he pushes off the wall “I’ll go let him in” 

“Don’t let him back here!!” 

Eddie reassures you he’ll entertain Buck before leaving you to scramble and get your dress on. He checks that everything you have set up is ready one last time before he opens the door, Buck is standing there with flowers in his hands

“You good?” Eddie asks as he looks him over, he looks like he’s gonna pass out 

“Oh thank god you answered the door. Please I don’t know how to tie my tie and I figured I could get here early and ask you” 

Buck pulls him out of the house and to the side and Eddie stumbles after him 

“Okay, okay! I’ll help!” He takes the tie from Buck’s hand and starts to adjust it around his neck 

“You’re wearing a tie?” 

“Is it too much?? It’s too much isn’t it??” 

Eddie chokes him a little and he yelps “Hey!!”

“Thought it would distract you. You look great okay? The tie shows that you’re taking this seriously and you wanna look your best”

He finishes tying it up and tightens it around his neck 

“Not to mention she can pull it to lead you somewhere” He winks and Buck blushes deeply as he smoothes out his clothes. 

“Do I look okay?” He steps back, holding out his arms as he does a little spin and Eddie steps back too, looking at him 

“Will you take my advice if I give it to you??” 

“Definitely” 

Eddie steps forward now takes the back tie off and stuffs it in his own pocket. He unbuttons four of the buttons on Buck’s shirt and helps him roll the sleeves up. He tousles his hair a bit and straightens out his shirt once more 

“Perfect” 

“I feel slutty” He motions to the four buttons and Eddie nods 

“Good! You look slutty!!” Eddie sets his hands on his hips “You know, in a good way!” 

“You promise??” 

“I promise, that belt is working for your waist” 

Buck squeaks and shakes his hips excitedly “I know!! God, I was so proud in the mirror bro, bro, bro look how snatched I look!” 

“You do look pretty snatched” 

Eddie spins around and Buck blushes 

“Hey beautiful” 

“Hi” you giggle and step out of the house and he looks you up and down, sighing dreamily. Your dress is practically painted onto your body, it has a square neck and short sleeves 

“How do I look?” You do a little spin and then twist your ankle, too, showing off your booties 

“Y-you look stunning” he melts into Eddie as he stares at you and you blush, before reaching your hand out for him. He steps away from Eddie, taking your hand and kissing softly down your arm making you giggle 

“Hey! That tickles!” he hums happily and pulls you into him, kissing you senseless 

“You are soooo hot, especially with that choker,” he says, squeezing you tightly and you blush

“Why thank you, would you like to come in?” 

He gives you the biggest shit-eating grin and you punch him in the chest. Eddie holds his chest as he laughs and you roll your eyes 

“You guys are so childish!!” 

You stomp back into the house and Buck and Eddie follow after you

“You know we’re supposed to be eating dinner,” You say as Buck’s hands slide down your sides and he kisses your neck

You’d taken the flowers from Buck and set them in a vase as Eddie got ready to leave. He whispered something to Buck and then came over and kissed your head, saying goodbye to both of you and he promised not to trash the loft. 

Buck followed you into the kitchen, wrapping his arms around your waist and asking if there was anything he could do to help 

“You can sprinkle the cheese over the enchiladas and put them in, they’ve just gotta warm up and then we can eat”

“Sounds good to me” He kissed your cheek before doing what you told him to and popping them in the oven. 

“So we’ve got about 15 minutes to kill what do you wan-“

You’re cut off by Buck cupping your face and pressing his lips to yours, he’s careful with your makeup, definitely enjoying all the extra hoops you went through for him 

“This okay?” He asks as you wrap your arms around his neck and kiss him back eagerly 

“Set a timer so the food doesn’t burn,” you say against his lips and he blindly reaches for his phone in his pocket while you keep kissing him. He chuckles and pulls away a little to look at the screen and you press your lips to his neck, over and over leaving your lipstick on him. He groans softly and stumbles backward, pulling you into the living room with him. 

He falls down onto the couch, reaching out for you and you hike up your dress a bit and climb into his lap. He sighs contentedly and goes right back to kissing you. His hands roam your body, feeling over your soft hips and holding your ass in his hands 

“You’re so perfect” he mumbles and you smirk, pulling away for a second to look at him. He looks absolutely blissed out, he’s got glittery kiss marks all over his neck and his lips are stained red. His eyes are softly lidded, he’s definitely drunk on you.

“You wanna take it up a notch?” He winks and pulls you down onto the couch, he lays on you, pressing his body down on you and you blush, tangling your fingers back in his hair

“You know we’re supposed to be eating dinner,” You say as Buck’s hands slide down your sides and he kisses your neck

“Alarm hasn’t gone off yet, I’ve still got time” 

You feel his hand slide over the soft inside of your thighs as he kisses you, wrapping his tongue around yours and dominating you immediately. His hand slides further and further until his fingers brush gently against your panties. 

“Wanna see how fast I can make you cum?” 

Your mouth drops open and you slap his shoulder

“Buck!!” 

“Sooo… Is that a no?” He looks at you confused and you let your head fall back on the pillows 

“…How much time is left on the timer?” 

He fumbles for his phone on the coffee table and picks it up 

“Uhhh Eight minutes and 36 seconds” 

“Go crazy” 

Seven minutes and 56 seconds later you’re a panting mess on the couch whilst Buck proudly licks his fingers clean. He’s grinning from ear to ear as he watches you come back down to earth 

“Need help walking to the bathroom?” 

“I think I’ll manage” 

You stumble into the dining room 10 minutes later and Buck is sitting at the table with his hands clasped in front of him 

“Hey! I was supposed to set this up!”

Everything is laid out nicely and he even lit the two candles you’d brought out 

“I know, I’m sorry. I just wanted to help” He stands up, guides you over to your chair, and pulls it out for you

“I promise I haven’t tasted anything!! Even if I really really wanted to” 

He pushes you in and sits back in his own chair, folding his hands in his lap

“You can totally serve it though if you want to” 

“Are you sure you don’t want to!” You tease and he shrugs

“Of course I want to. But I’ll let you do it” 

He’s wriggling in his seat as he tries to just stay still and you raise a brow at him, before leaning over and grabbing his plate to serve him. He takes it eagerly from you and sets it down, putting his hands back in his lap 

“Alright, what gives?” You ask as you serve your own plate and set it down in front of you 

“What do you mean?” 

“You look like you’re about to skyrocket out of your seat. What’s going on?”

“You’re gonna think it’s stupid” He smiles sheepishly and you put your hand over his in his lap 

“Buck, unless you’re literally purposely being stupid I don’t think anything you do or feel is stupid okay? Trust me.”

“I do” he takes your hand and kisses your knuckles softly before taking a deep breath 

“I just… well I kinda didn’t eat today because I thought I was gonna throw up I was so nervous about having dinner with you and then I didn’t wanna eat anything because I wanted to be able to eat your food you know and then I was like oh god what if it sucks what if I have to lie so I kinda called Athena? And uh… I asked her if your cooking sucked and she said you were one of the best cooks she’s ever known and that I was lucky and then I took them out of the oven for you and oh god everything smells so good and I’m really just trying to control myself right now from devouring everything in sight” 

You blink slowly, taking in everything he said. It was all just one big, fast, sentence really. You turn back to the enchiladas pan and serve him three more on top of the four you gave him and he rubs his hands together excitedly 

“That good for now?” You smirk and he nods excitedly 

“Very, thank you. Can I please eat now?” 

You giggle and grab your fork “Knock yourself out” 

Buck eats like he hasn’t eaten in weeks, which is how you’ve recently learned, all firefighters eat. Especially one who hasn’t eaten all day. Eddie had advised you to make more than you normally would for two, maybe for four to six and he was right 

“So?” You ask as Buck starts on his third plate and he looks at you

“I literally never want to eat anything else for as long as I live” 

Buck is mostly quiet during dinner and it just cracks you up, after dinner he lazily helps you bring everything into the kitchen and starts to do the dishes as you put the food away 

“Hey I can do those” you pout and he scoffs

“Yeah no, you made this amazing food the least I can do is clean up for you” 

“But you’re a guest” you whine and tug at his shirt and he laughs 

“So are you, this is Eddie’s house” 

“So what I’m hearing is, we should be making Eddie do this” 

“Exactly! What a terrible host, making us do his dishes” Buck rinses the plate in his hands and you swipe it from him, taking the towel from his shoulder and drying it off 

“Really we should be leaving this whole mess for him” you agree and Buck chuckles, he turns to you and grabs your hips, lifting you onto the counter next to him and kissing your cheek 

“I guess we can help him out this one time” 

You blush and look at him as he washes out your glass pan for you 

“Yeah… I suppose so” 

Who knew watching Buck do dishes would be so sexy… maybe it’s the way his arms flex when he turns things over, or maybe how big his hands are compared to the things he’s washing… you’re not really sure. But whatever it is, it sure is causing you to squirm 

“Do you have to go pee? Are you too tiny to get down from the counter?” Buck asks after he hands you another fork and your attention snaps back up to his eyes and not the way his hand goes in and out of the cup 

“What do you mean?” You ask and he rinses the cup 

“Well, you were drying that spoon for about three minutes. And you keep squeezing your thighs together. Do you need help with something?” 

Hell yes 

“Oh no!! No sorry I just kinda zoned out I guess” Your voice is a little high-pitched as you laugh it off and he narrows his eyes 

“Okay, yeah… sure” Oh he doesn’t believe you for a second 

He hands you the last cup and takes the second towel from the oven, drying his hands before he steps away from the sink 

“Well shit” 

The front of his shirt has a large wet patch on it and you giggle 

“Were you washing the dishes or yourself?” 

“Oh Hardy har har” He pokes your nose and you scrunch it up “I suppose I’ll just have to take it off”

“You’re gonna wha-“

Buck unbuttons the rest of his shirt and takes it off, shaking it out a little and hanging it from one of the cabinet doors. Your mouth falls open slowly at his back muscles, he turns back toward you and smiles 

“Like what you see bunny?” 

You turn on your heel, drop your towel onto the counter, and walk away 

“Nope! Don’t you dare bunny me right now” 

“Oh come on!! It was just a question!” 

You’re sitting across the couch from Buck with one leg crossed over the other watching a movie. He’d been giggly and teasing the entire time and you did your best to ignore him. 

“You know I’m gettin' kinda cold over here… all alone…” he pouts and you grab the throw blanket from the back of the couch and throw it at him 

He yelps and catches it with his face and you giggle a little. He balls it up and tosses it into the chair next to him 

“Awwww come on baby, please? I want cuddles” He’s pouting and sniffling as he crawls across the couch to you

“Back off” 

He keeps crawling over to you and you put your foot up on his chest to block him 

“Quit it!!” 

“No, I need you” He whimpers and your eyes widen “I need you so badly I’m so lonely baby” 

“You sound like the biggest fuck boy in the world” You toss your head back laughing and he moves your foot from his chest, putting your leg over his shoulder 

“Oh come on! I sound adorable!” 

“Do not!!! Try harder!!” You put your other foot up and he grins 

“You’ve got a thing for that huh?” 

“For what?” You ask, your cheeks blushing as he takes your other leg and puts it over his shoulder too

“When I cry for you… you like that don’t you?” 

You swallow thickly and look at him as he lays flat on the couch, he inches your dress up your thighs and you blink slowly 

“You like it when I beg for you… when I let you take charge…” 

You sit up fast and he pulls away, looking at you

“Do you like it?” You blurt out nervously and he smiles 

“Of course I do… if I didn’t I wouldn’t do it. Besides it’s nice, I always feel like I have to be on you know? Like I need to take care of everyone… it’s nice to just relax with you sometimes and you know… be taken care of” 

“What else do you like?” You ask and scoot forward now and his cheeks flush 

“I- I mean-“

“We don’t have to get crazy in-depth… that’ll come with time… but okay just tell me one thing you like” 

He thinks for a moment, flopping back on the couch and sighing 

“Somethingggg… that I like…” 

You climb into his lap and look down at him and he puts his hands on your hips 

“I like you” He blushes and you giggle “And I guess I like the way your pussy sucks my fingers in, makes me wanna stuff you full of my cock and see how much you can take… I know you definitely gave me a size kink baby doll”

Your cheeks flush deeply and he reaches up, rubbing your warm cheek with the back of his finger

“Wanna watch you ride me some time too, see if you can even fully sit on me”

“Is that a challenge?” You ask, tilting your head and he smirks 

“Maybe… tell me this… we kind of mess around constantly… Are you okay with that? I don’t want to seem shallow, you know? But I do have a very healthy sexual appetite and I just want to make sure we’re on the same page” 

“You wanna know if I match your freak huh?” You wriggle your eyebrows and he snickers, swatting your thigh 

“I like messing around just as much as you do,” you tell him while crawling forward on your hands and tilting your hips. He moans softly and slides his hands over your ass 

“Did you finish earlier?” You ask sweetly and he shakes his head 

“Oh no baby that was all about you”

“Well maybe it’s time for something to be all about you instead”

Buck holds your hands as you grind on him, your clit rubbing up and down his cock. He’d all but ripped off your panties and tossed them aside before messily shoving his pants down his hips. He was in way too much of a hurry after you slowly undid his belt, he could watch you do that over and over again. 

“What’s your favorite color?” He pants as you roll your hips

“W-what?” 

“What’s your favorite color” He’s mesmerized by the way your dress manages to keep the girls where they belong but he doesn’t think it’s going to last 

“Pink. What’s yours?” 

“Red… or maybe blue!! Aquamarine? I don’t know” 

He thrusts his hips up and you gasp loudly, he grins and does it again and you glare at him 

“Your turn”

“Fuck” you moan and his eyes roll back as he feels how wet you’re getting “Okay um… u-um… oh god- what’s a bad habit you have?” 

“Jesus-“ He can feel you teasing him with your entrance, just poking a bit and he has to fight to control himself and not flip you over and fuck you through the couch 

“U-uh, uhhh I’m kinda messy I guess? Fuck if I know I can barely think” he sits up quickly, knocking you backward and opening your legs up for him 

“If you were an ice cream flavor what would you be?” He grinds against you harder, his hips thrusting faster than your teasing pace and you brace your hand on his chest, you did say this was about him after all… 

“Ah! Oh god, Buck p-please please p-“

He covers your mouth for a minute and stops for a second, smacking your clit with his heavy cock and running it between your folds, giving you both a very much-needed minute to cool down. He teases your entrance, he can feel the way you’re clenching around nothing and he's dreaming of how it would feel if you were clenching around him

“Don’t you dare finish that damn sentence. Just answer the question” 

“Strawberry”

“That is so you” 

“Just the tip? You ask sweetly, your voice is so hot and needy

“If you think for one fucking second I’m going to be able to stop at just the tip” 

“Can you just try??” You huff as you prop yourself up on your elbows and he blinks rapidly at you 

“Miss Nash! Are you trying to compromise my virtue?!” 

You toss your head back laughing and he takes the opportunity to just slide the tip in 

“Oh…my-“ he watches you as he goes a bit further, with a level of control he had no idea he even had… but it’s worth it watching you take every inch he’s giving you, and it’s not very many

He stops and you immediately whine “P-please-“

“Nope, you said just the tip and I’ve already given you a little more than that” He’s barely keeping control of himself at this point, he eases himself back out and right back in 

“Ohhh… this is dangerous” he chuckles and you giggle with him, opening your legs more 

“Sooo so dangerous” you moan softly and he thrusts into you, it’s still just that little bit, but it’s enough right now for both of you, Buck however isn't sure if it'll continue to be enough in the future.

So much for that minute to cool down. 

“It’s your turn” 

“How big are you?” You purr and he smirks, rolling over your clit with his thumb as he just barely fucks you 

“Nine? Inches. I’m not sure” 

Your mouth drops open and he’s grinning like a madman

“I promise I’ll be gentle when we go all the way” 

His thrusts are short and quick and they’re driving you insane, you just want him inside you already. You go to wrap your legs around his hips and he stops you, pushing your knees up to your chest and pinning them in place. He pulls out and you whine, trying to reach for him and he pushes your hands away 

“Do you actually want our first time to be on Eddie’s couch? Because I’ll fuckin’ do it, don’t test me” he keeps your legs up and bends forward, dragging his tongue flat over your clit and you cry out, arching your back into his mouth. He moans around your clit as he makes out with your dripping pussy smothering himself and rubbing his nose against your clit 

“Where the hell did you learn to do this so well,” you say breathlessly, rubbing your hands in his hair and pushing his head down more he looks up at you, dipping his tongue inside you and groaning softly as he fucks you with his tongue. You watch him with wide eyes, as he stares into yours, writing nasty words with his tongue and sucking on your clit. His eyes roll back at the same time as yours and he chuckles when you squirm against him

He slides his fingers inside you, forgetting this was supposed to be about him, how could he think about himself when he’s got you laid out for him, legs spread, back arched. 

“Oh my god!” 

You finish on his tongue, again. This time accidentally squirting, he fucks you hard with his fingers, they plunge in and out of you quickly as he makes you cum twice in a row. If this was truly about him, he’d make you do it over and over until your body gave out and he got to fuck you while you lay there overstimulated and incoherent

That’s the dream 

But for now, he’ll take you like this, a babbling mess, that’s reaching for his cock to make him cum all over your pussy

Buck puts on Sleeping Beauty, your favorite Princess movie and lets you curl up into his lap, he strokes your hair softly, enjoying the way it feels under his palm, the soft curls make him think of other things that are soft

Patience was never one of his strong suits, but he would be for you. Just this once.

He watches you as you watch the movie, your eyes growing heavy, your body snuggling down into his.

“Such a pretty little thing”

He whispers softly, enjoying the way your cheeks turn pink as you roll your eyes at him

“Thank you”

“Know what’s even prettier?” He trails his fingers along your arm and you look up at him, smiling sleepily

“Hm?”

“Your pussy”

“Evan Buckley!!”

His arm comes around your waist properly now and he pulls you into his lap. He puts his feet up on the coffee table and spreads your legs over his

“Prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen” he lifts the tshirt he put you in when you passed out and starts working your clit, massaging lazily, enjoying your soft little mewls as your ass grinds down onto his cock

“Next time I’m off baby girl, I’ll show you the meaning of stamina”

Eddie comes home after neither of you answer your phones, and he wasn’t worried at first but now he is a bit because he called a lot. 

He unlocks the door and peeks his head inside, the lights are off, and everything is clean… 

Oh god 

He walks slowly back to his bedroom, listening for any sort of movement from his bed. He cracks the door open and sticks his head inside with one eye closed. You’re curled up in a little ball next to Buck and you’re both passed out. You’re in one of Eddie’s T-shirts and Buck is in his basketball shorts 

Eddie approaches the bed, peeking into his trash can to see if there’s a condom or not and Buck stirs 

“Eddie? That you?” He mumbles sleepily and Eddie sets his keys down and takes his wallet from his pants 

“Yeah it’s me… what are you guys doing?” He asks hesitantly and Buck giggles before scooting over and pulling you closer to him, you sigh deeply, nuzzling your head into his chest and continuing snoring softly 

“It’s not what you think, she uh… fell asleep watching the movie and I put her in bed… got her all changed and everything. I texted Bobby from her phone to say she was sleeping over with both of us. Besides we did that on your couch”

“What did he say??” Eddie gags as he takes off his pants and shirt and tosses them to the chair in the corner of his room before crawling under the covers. He’s gonna have to burn his couch or bleach it. 

“I told him you gave her the guest room and that you and I were staying in here, even promised to lock the door” 

“That explains the very threatening text I received” he chuckles, resting his hands behind his head 

“You have a nice night?” 

“It was perfect Eddie. It really was… She’s just so beautiful, and so kind and interesting”

“Interesting huh?” Eddie climbs into bed, pulling the covers over himself and putting his hands behind his head

“Yeah! I made up this great game where…well okay it was just an easier way to get to know her let’s put it like that!”

Eddie makes a face and Buck grins widely at him, wriggling his eyebrows suggestively

“Why do I feel like this game is the reason I need to burn my couch”

“I have no idea what you mean”

Buck fawns all over you after that, excitedly telling Eddie every last detail, to the point he falls asleep telling him. Eddie smiles, tucking you both in and watching you snuggle deeper into Buck 

He’d never seen Buck so… content before. He’d been head over heels for girls before, but never like this… maybe he really was in love with you. 

You decide to stay with them for some of today too, much to Bobby’s dismay but you assure him it’s just you three being stupid and hanging out. You’ve really become the three musketeers since you came here 

He still doesn’t like how much you hang out with them

Athena listens to his daily breakfast rants about how he loves those boys more than anything and he loves you even more than that but he’s just got this weird feeling in his gut that something is going on 

“You should really go to lunch with Bobby,” Eddie says as he sets up the karaoke machine, you’re cuddled in Buck’s lap playing on his phone 

“I know…I’ll text him later to see if he wants to” 

Buck takes his phone from you and you whine, reaching for it 

“No. Text him now” 

You pout, making your eyes as sweet and wide as you can and he crumbles, handing you back his phone 

“You are soooo easy” Eddie snatches the phone from your hands and hands you yours 

“Text him” 

“Hey!” Buck watches you text Bobby and shakes your shoulders 

“How come you listen to him!!” 

“Because I can’t kiss him into letting me have my way” 

“Gotta learn to say no buddy” Eddie hands him the mic and he sets you aside on the couch 

“Your moms gotta learn to say no”

“What” 

He scrolls through the songs on his phone before picking one. He turns around to face the wall and Eddie rolls his eyes 

“Alright we’re going to lunch and I’m spending the afternoon with him!” You lock your phone and toss it aside 

“Where are you guys going?” 

“Olive Garden” 

“Bring us breadsticks,” Buck says as he hits play. 

Buck is the most dramatic man you’ve ever met in your life. He does a whole weird ballet jump as he spins around and starts singing 

“What did you do??” Eddie asks you as Buck sings into the microphone 

“I didn’t do shit” You laugh as he sings “That Should Be Me” by Justin Bieber. He’s giving it his all. This is karaoke, he doesn’t play okay. 

“Are you sure??” Eddie asks again and you cover your mouth trying to keep from laughing more as you fall into him, your body shaking. Buck is on his knees now, crawling to you and you wheeze, as he puts his hand on Eddie’s face and shoves him away. He goes rolling over and you fall back on the couch trying to breathe but nothing is coming out 

Buck finishes his song by laying out flat on the floor and scream-singing and you and Eddie lose it, there’s no damn reason for him to be like this but he just is and you both love him for it 

“So anyway it’s your turn,” Buck says, handing you the mic and you snatch it from his hands 

“Oh? I’m just supposed to go next after that??” 

“Well if you don’t think you can beat me…” he taunts you and you smirk wickedly 

“Oh it’s on, Buckley” 

You scroll through your phone for a minute before staring right at him and he raises an eyebrow. You queue up the song and stand in front of them, putting your hands on your hips. 

Peacock by Katy Perry does not start subtly. 

As soon as you point at Buck and start singing, his face immediately flushes a deep red and you grin evilly. Eddie’s mouth drops open and Buck slaps at him when he starts laughing

You shake your hips doing a little dance to the song and Buck hides his face in his hands 

“Jesus Christ Y/N” he laughs, as he blushes and you dig through the box, grabbing the second mic and tossing it to Eddie 

“No!! No, absolutely not!” Buck tries to yank it from him but he shoves him off, getting up and taking your hand and spinning you around. You and Eddie dance in sync, shaking your hips and doing little shimmies and Buck rolls over onto the couch, screaming into the pillow and curling into a ball  

“You got the finest architecture” Eddie sings and you wheeze into the mic as you try to keep singing 

“End of the rainbow-looking treasure” You fall to your knees and Eddie yanks the pillow from under Buck 

“Such a sight to see” 

You crawl over to Buck and climb onto him, sitting on his back 

“And it’s all for me”

You and Eddie finish the song together and Buck lies dead on the couch as you and Eddie laugh at him 

“I’m never doing karaoke again!!” His voice comes out muffled as he tries to smother himself in the couch cushion and you wiggle on him 

“Oh come on!! At least the song is true!!” 

“Oh my god” Eddie snorts and Buck groans louder 

“Y/N!!!” 

“Oh come on! It is!!! I nearly passed out the first time you-“

Buck knocks you off of him and you crumple to the floor, he drags himself off the couch and covers your mouth as fast as he possibly can. Eddie’s mouth drops open and he stares at Buck 

“Bro! Bro?!?!!!” He gestures and Buck shakes his head 

“It’s not what you think!!!” 

“You fucked Bobby’s niece?!” 

“Hey!!! You know your rule!! It's, you know, not really sex if you don’t put it in!!!” 

You lick Buck’s hand and he yanks it away 

“Ew!!!”

“Does just the tip count in that rule?” You ask Eddie and you don’t think his mouth could open any wider but it does. He slaps his hands on the side of his face and spins in a ridiculous circle making weird robot noises 

“I can’t even comprehend what the fuck you just asked me!!!” 

“Good! Let’s drop it!!” Buck says quickly and Eddie points two fingers at him 

“You didn’t tell me you put the fucking tip in!!! Did you!??-” He makes a weird jacking-off motion and you fall backward crying with laughter 

“I mean?!!!” 

Everyone is yelling at this point, he’s so sure his neighbors can hear it 

“You what?!?!!!” Eddie screams and Buck gets off the floor, tugging on his hair 

“I just kinda?!?!!! I- okay!! Okay!! It was just the tip and it wasn’t even that much okay like I just you know thrust in her a few times, teased her, and then pulled out!!”

“You came in me though, remember? When I was jacking you off-“

“This is so fucking graphic” Eddie mumbles 

“I put the tip back inside!! You called me your-“

“Don’t!!”

“Cream pie slut!” 

Eddie just full-on screams at that, he pretends to faint on the couch and Buck goes running back to Eddie’s bedroom and locks himself in 

“He called you his what?!” Eddie can’t even yell anymore; he's sure he’s broken his throat at this point. He rolls off the couch and right onto you, smooshing you against the floor 

“Ow!! Hey!! Get your phat butt off of me!!” 

“P-h-a-t or F-a-t” Eddie asks 

“P-H” Bucks yells through the bedroom door and Eddie rolls off of you, snorting and giggling 

Buck and Eddie drop you back off at Athena’s around one. You hug them both tightly, nuzzling into Buck a little more, and kiss their cheeks 

“I’ll see you guys later!” You hop out of the car and they both wave 

“Bye baby” Buck pouts and you pout back 

Eddie gets out and takes the front seat, ruffling your hair before he gets in “Go on before you idiots get caught. Bye sweet pea”

“Hey, honey!” Bobby is at the kitchen table with Harry as you walk in, you come down and kiss the top of his head and slap your hand on Harry’s head. He shoves your hand away and you snort 

“Hi Bobby, Harry” you bat your eyelashes “My bestest friend in the entire world” 

“Do you bother your boyfriend this much” he rolls his eyes and you freeze up, Bobby laughs and you back up a bit behind him and go digging in your mini backpack 

“She doesn’t have a boyfriend” Bobby smiles and pats his arm and Harry looks at you confused, you pull out $50 from your wallet and zip your lips 

“Oh… yeah I just wanted someone to remind her she’s forever alone,” He says quickly and Bobby laughs loudly 

“That’s not nice!” 

“You didn’t have to laugh that hard!” You slap his arm “I’m gonna go change and then we can go… Harry, I have that uh… deodorant you asked me to pick up. You wanna put it in your room? I don’t wanna go in there…” 

He gets up and you two race up to May’s bedroom. You slam the door shut and May shrieks. You shove the $50 in his hand and point a finger at him 

“Alright, start talking. How the heck did you know?!”

“How did he know what??” May asks as she shuts her notebook 

“Is it Buck or Eddie?” Harry crosses his arms over his chest “I’m like 90% sure it’s Buck” 

You groan loudly and flop down onto your bed 

“I knew it was him!!!” 

“How?!” You and May shout and then shush each other 

“I overheard Mom on the phone talking to Maddie, she asked if she’d seen much of Buck lately and she said no because he was spending all his time with some girl”

Your mouth drops open “Maddie doesn’t know?!” 

“I guess not, mom didn’t say anything”

“So how did you know??” May asks 

“I saw him sneaking out of our house one night” 

“You have him in here when I’m asleep?!” May launches her pencil at you and you put your pillow in the way 

“It doesn’t happen often!!! Most times we just go hide out in the bathroom! He can’t exactly spend the night”

“So you are dating Buck?” Harry asks and you try to suffocate yourself with your pillow 

“Sort of?? He’s… not my boyfriend. We’re waiting to make it official”

“And you haven’t told Bobby because??” 

“Because he would murder Buck and burn the body,” May says and you roll over, kicking your legs 

“Please, please, please. Don’t tell on us, okay? We’ll let him know when the time is right. But right now we’re still trying to become an us” 

“What do I get out of this,” He asks and you look at him 

“Your life?” 

“200 bucks”

“That’s highway robbery!!” You lunge at him and he dodges 

“It’s that or I tell him right now!!! Oh, Bobby!!!” He shouts and you run to your bag, grabbing another $50 

“You little-“ you mumble and put it in his hands, May sighs and grabs her money jar, pulling out two more $50s 

“You don’t-“ 

“If you think for one second he isn’t going to start blackmailing me too” 

“Ladies, I know absolutely nothing about anything” He does a little bow and you and May both throw him out 

“Hey? Everything okay?” Bobby peeks around the corner and all three of you stare at him 

“We’re good!!” You say and May and Harry nod along 

“Okay…. Sure…” Oh, he’s not buying it at all but he lets it go. “Hurry up and get changed sweetheart and we’ll go!” 

“Okay, Uncle Bobby!” You run back into the room and rummage through your half of the closet 

“Harry won’t say anything,” May says as she leans against the wall next to the closet 

“You think so?” You wriggle into a pair of high-waisted shorts, jumping to get into them and she laughs at you 

“Yes I think so, he may be a brat sometimes… but I trust him” You pull on a cute pink cropped tank top and change into your white sneakers 

“Alright, do I look cute enough to not be hiding a boyfriend??” You do a little spin and she giggles 

“You look adorable! Anddd you know who else would think that?” You tie your hair back with a white bow and May snaps a picture of you applying your lipgloss. You roll your eyes at her 

“Don’t you dare se-“ you look down at your phone as it starts ringing. 

“Hi Buck, Hi Eddie” 

Buck is driving as Eddie holds up the phone for them 

“Which Olive Garden are you going to?” Buck asks, looking over at you for a second, his cheeks flush and you smile 

“I’m not sure, whichever Bobby goes to I guess? I don’t exactly crazy know the area…” 

“It’s the one he always goes to, Buck,” May says and your mouth drops open at her betrayal 

“Stay just like that baby I’ll meet you there” he winks and Eddie starts hitting him as he laughs his ass off 

“Goodbye, dumbass!!” You say in a singsong voice as you hang up 

“What is he about to do” you sigh and May shrugs 

“No idea! But it’s probably going to get him in trouble” 

P.S Imma edit this later Imma be so real its been a long week lmaoooo

[munsons-mutiny]

Critical Role: Spoilers for Campaign 3 Episode 77

YESSSSSS ASHTONNNNN!!!! I knew around here people got mad at Taliesen but I don’t know why!!!!! Yes it was a risk!!!!!!! But god damn was it good!!!!! So in character!!!!!!! Sometimes I feel like this group of characters has gotten too afraid to take serious risks or have serious disagreements but Taliesen fucking brought it!!!!!!

His character had to try, this is the one he was built for, the one he was meant to have! No one even really asked Ash what they wanted just made the choice for him when this is their destiny!!! Not Fearne’s!!! Who didn’t even really want it!!!!!!!

Also I’m on the next episode right now and I think betrayal is a little strong for everyone to be feeling. Especially Fearne who agreed with the decision and made the choice with him. I mean I get it, but he knows he done fucked up. They should show a lil more empathy. And if Fearne has such a problem with it she should’ve stopped him or tattled.

[oedipusted]

Does the mother and son here planning on having kids, and if yes, how soon will that happen? The thought of him knocking up his own mother sounds both amazing and perfect, plus the sight of her walking around with a pregnant belly with her son's own baby growing in her would be perfect for the two of them.

The mother and son have discussed what would happen if she became pregnant. While at this moment they have not finalized plans on having kids, but yes it will happen. It could happen any day now given how often they "go through the process". Ted has had a few "condom catastrophes' (condom failures) in the past. First was he wore two at once (to be double sure Mom did not get preggers). Double condoms friction on each other and fail, his did. 2nd was ex gf poked holes in condoms (thinking some skank would get preggers). 3rd and 4th failures were just a defective batch of condoms. (Friends all laughed saying Ted could not sue, he would have to sit on stand in court explaining how his defective condoms caused his mother to get pregnant by him. Then explain again under cross exam from condom company). The point is, these failures made him nervous, but also prepared him for the eventuality that he gets Mom pregnant.

I and most people who know him agree that 'the thought of him knocking up his own mother sounds both amazing and perfect' (extra perfect we say, and hot hot hot, and the ultimate best thing ever). We all also agree 'the sight of her walking around with a pregnant belly with her son's own baby browning in her would be (beyond absolutely) perfect for the two of them' Plus as most around here say, would be awesome and hilarious watching Ted have to explain that not only is his mother pregnant, but that he is responsible for the pregnancy (they could not lie, people would put two and two together, everyone knows they are an item), then he would have to explain that by responsible he means that he is the one who impregnated his mother, he is the father of the baby! (They both talked and agreed if (more like when) Mom becomes pregnant by him, she wanted him listed as the father on the birth certificate, and he would be recognized as the father both legally and socially, and he would help Mom as a father does to raise the kid. They all laugh when saying this, but do actually hope it happens. Ted also gets very hard and aroused when thinking about or talking about his mother becoming pregnant by him. He and most here think it would "cement" their relationship, as well as ensure the total blowing the cover (if any left) off of their romance. In other words, Ted's suburban private life (no longer private) would become even more public (if that is possible).

Ohhh yeeeeahhhh and yessssss there are tons of people in our hometown area and beyond cannot wait for this to happen. It would be the most perfect outcome!

[bandgie]

more brother!han brainrot but i also think that if reader tried to initiate oral where he’s receiving he’d be sorta against coz he feels a little guilty anyway and doesn’t want her to do any work

the most he agrees to is handjobs!!

but when it comes to giving - he’s very eager to please her and make her feel good.

another thing - reader did sleep with other guys while han and her weren’t talking or keeping contact. and she just… didn’t enjoy it as much?? maybe they just sucked or maybe there was smth extra intimate and wrong that she was missing. so when they get back to talking again, reader feels that twisted feeling again and feels good smh. the first time they kiss and touch after a break they both cry

both out of guilt and shame and relief. nobody can make her feel good like hannie does

waiittt handjobs are so ?? you're so right what the fuck? like? it just feels better to him too idk whyyyy

and yessssss it's the weird adrenaline rush and taboo aspect that sis misses! and her brother ofc but likkeeeee you're so right about everything yes and yes

[mega-ringsandthings-world]

Just a quick ask-

If the Red Force in the JT AU ever decides to lay low on Dawn Island (while looking for the Gomu fruit) with Luffy tagging along because, of course, he is lol, how does the whole mountain bandit debacle go down? Number one, Shanks is well-known at this point; years go by, and all, but still, his face was plastered into every single person's face at least once for the last six years. He's probably almost Emperor level at this point, and the pirate/marine world still says his name with awe, sympathy, and fear.

So, are they undercover? Shanks and crew dress down, hide the red hair and straw hat, row to shore just far enough out so the inhabitants can't see his ship properly? Also, I don't know if this version of Shanks would just shrug his shoulders and take the bandits' taunts. I mean, he could; it could be a "I've eaten scarier things for lunch, and this is barely a fly of an inconvenience." Or maybe it's because they're undercover he can't do anything? That would absolutely grind his patients and when he can finally just stab the guy na break his face in it’s gonna be so cathartic. Is this why he won’t loose his arm this way here but later? Because he just beats the bandit into an inch of his life before he can capture Luffy?

Also is Mihawk here? Just hanging around or is he off doing secret war lord stuff.

Also, is this how Garp finds out about Luffy? Or I’m completely off base with all of this but hypothetically if this all happened what the out come?

Anyways, this AU has brought me so much joy through such a hard semester and general few months. It really made my year; thank you.

Ohhh we're diving into the good parts here. Yessssss. To start, yeah, Shanks' face has been cemented into the public collective, and he's peaking. Already wildly powerful, but still a ways off from emperor status. At this point in the timeline he's gone into a period of 'calm', he's overcome the initial hurdles he faced after Loguetown, and is now taking a more protracted approach to climbing the ladder, i.e, stuff like the Gomu fruit. There's only so much that brute force and violence can bring at any given time, and he's instilled enough awe, sympathy, and fear in people that he can afford to dip down a bit. All that is to say that, yes, AU Shanks does in fact lay low at Dawn island for a year like in canon. Which brings us to the actual laying low part. Luffy is at the ripe age of six now, is fully glued to Shanks, and Shanks has free time on his hands. So he decides he wants to begin training Luffy in the ways of pirating, but he also does not want anything to threaten his well-being in any way, shape, or form. The compromise is to take Luffy along with him on this clandestine mission for the Gomu Gomu. (that Dragon agreed to let Luffy go was due greatly to Luffy's incessant whining getting in the way of him writing his political treatises) They do have to go undercover, or at least proceed very cautiously and secretively. (this is the part were Shanks dyes his hair) What helps them is that the inhabitants of Dawn Island, minus the nobles, are sympathetic towards pirates and their cause against the WG, and actively work to conceal Shanks' presence on the island/his ship. And Shanks has visited the island briefly once before, when Luffy was born on it. He's known to the inhabitants. Shanks would disregard the bandits in much the same way he does in canon, and never engages with them for the sake of the mission, up until the point when they try to lay a hand on Luffy, and that in particular does grind on him, because of Luffy having to witness everything and not understanding why Shanks doesn't fight back, they way Shanks has been teaching him to. So there's some pent-up unconscious rage at play when he finally lets loose on the bandits. The bandits come after Luffy because Shanks has been found out and the bandits were sent to retrieve Luffy, and while Shanks kills the others, one still does take Luffy. But the chase after him goes on for days instead of Luffy being found at once, so technically Shanks loses his arm much later than he does in canon. Garp already knows about Luffy at this point, but he's never had any concrete leads/opportunities to make a grab at him. When he finds out Shanks is on the island with Luffy, he decides to make a move and kidnap Luffy and stow him away with Dadan, where unbeknownst to anyone else, Garp is also hiding Ace with. Which leads into a whole other mess for a later date. Mihawk is in the middle of the formation of the Warlords, but he visits Shanks regularly on the island, which makes this period one of their hardest so far, as they have to be separated. Their individual tasks distract them, though, Shanks has a handful dealing with Luffy and searching for the Gomu Gomu, and Mihawk likewise has a handful with the new Warlords, so they stay busy enough to withstand the other's absence. Right back at you! I'm so glad you like it so much! It's really making my year too, it's so much fun!

[youngpettyqueen]

There's also the part that Julian and everyone know that Garak would in some cases hurt people he cares about like trying to blow up the world with Julian on it. But also people knowing that it'd have to be a very big reason for Garak to do that. That what he'd do to or for Julian is different than he'd do for or to others. Because it's Julian.

Does Julian know about what Garak did in in the pale moonlight? Even if he does, I don't know if it would make a lot of difference to his view of Garak, because he seems to accept that Garak does those sorts of things. Garak doesn't (really, for real) pretend to be someone who won't do those things. He doesn't pretend to morality. He doesn't act like he expects to be seen as a good guy. But Sisko. Sisko does present himself as moral. Sisko is a different person than Garak.

Kiraaaaaaa. Her deep knowledge of cardassian capacity for betrayal and being terrible. Seeing Julian in the position of others she saw hurt. Not to mention I always wonder about her thoughts around Julian's relationship with Garak vis a vis her ingrained views of collaborators.

But also her ability to overcome her rage, because she's had to learn it.

Does Garak have to pretend he HAS betrayed Julian? Or does he protest his innocence? Is it him doing an elaborate ruse where he's annoyed Julian won't just give in and believe Garak did this? Or is he desperately grateful Julian won't believe it? Or both!

yes yes yessssss see you get it youre seeing my vision

what Julian knows about ITPM is never discussed in canon as far as I remember BUT in A Stitch in Time Garak says that Julian knows about the events of the episode. he doesnt go into detail on what exactly Julian knows however, and also its beta canon so it isnt actually canon. im inclined to believe that Julian knows about Sisko assaulting Garak and thats about all he knows. but I do agree that I dont think knowing would change his view of Garak- Julian has proven that he knows that Garak can and will do these things, and he accepts that about him, even if he doesnt like it. and yes, Sisko is very different from Garak! he tries very hard to stick to his morals, but he will compromise on his morals if he thinks its necessary, and while in private he might acknowledge that he's doing some fucked up shit, to others he will present himself as moral because he has to. its a very tasty character element of his to me

yeah Kira's view on Julian and Garak's relationship does fascinate me. with her history and views on collaborators I think she would absolutely hate it for a long while, before eventually just begrudgingly accepting it. she knows its not the same thing as collaboration of course, but shes got a lot of trauma around that particular topic so one can hardly blame her for having a reflexive hatred for it. also, Garak is Garak and he's outright bigoted against Bajorans, even if his actual role in the Occupation is unknown, so yeah really cant blame her for hating him. I dont think she could ever really like him, I think she just learns to tolerate him and his friendship with Julian, even if she doesnt like it. its why I think it'd be so interesting for her, who knows intimately just how cruel Cardassians can be, to be the one who's levelheaded about it and help with the search for the truth because despite her own dislike for Garak, she does know that so much more would have to be at play if he did, in fact, betray Julian. it'd be interesting to explore her overcoming her initial rage and realizing that she doesnt actually believe he would do it

I think Garak would be in full self-destruct mode with this kind of thing and I think he would refuse to confirm either way, but would lean into the idea that he did do it. Garak loves to make people mad at him and do his best to burn bridges when he gets into a bad state, so while I dont think he would outright declare what happened one way or the other, I do think he would be vague as hell to try and lead everyone into believing he did do it but not give them anything they can prove. try to get himself kicked off the station, but not outright killed, because if he did actually say he did it then I dont think anybody would be able to stop Miles O'Brien from wringing his neck. I think he works himself into a very bad spiral, is very much not helpful, and responds badly to everything because if it's all gonna go south then he's gonna blow it up himself. internally I think he'd be desperately grateful Julian doesnt believe he would hurt him, but also terrified and angry about it because sentiment is the greatest weakness of all, is it not?

[nepja]

yessssss they finally got it in.

"That was all the guys." hee~

did he mention before that he has two brothers? I feel like that's new info to me.

IS THAT GOLDFINGER

the wet fur looks good!

HE SAID THE LIIIIIIINE well slightly modified BUT HE SAID IT

"Actually, I would like to fight." his grunt as Sonic shoves him away is so cute omg

I was 100% expecting a reference to SA2's opening where they fly past each other. sad.

CHAO CHAO CHAO CHAO CHAO HCAO CHAOC HCAOCHASODSJKHAS CHAO

his babies!

who tf

who??

NO. IT'S GOTTA BE HIM. BUT WHY

dude why are you trusting Sonic with the nukes

biTCH THEY DIDN'T DO SHIT TO THE GUY actually that's kinda why he's like that now wait

lol chao masks

GIANT ENEMY(?) CRAB

telenovelas? fun choice.

WHY don't throw it away it's so much food wasted ):

Stone was 100000000% made for shipping with him

Friendship montage has me smiling the whole time :) :) :)

annnnd the mood whiplash. I shed a tear as he touches the glass.

poor Stone ):

Shadow being a horror movie villain here is actually pretty damn funny ngl

Green screening them together is... not too bad, actually. noticeable if you're looking for it.

ECLIPSE CANNON LET'S GOOOOO

that's not how teeth work babygirl

I feel bad for his little gay assistant

AJSKFLSDHA SANTA WASN'T JUST FOR A PROMO

STONE ):

piano version of the music ahhhhh

THE DONUT SWEATER

nono, I agree with Maddie's plan.

revenge might make it taste better, tbh.

aaayyyyyy, his in-laws!

nonononono, there'd be cameras everywhere!

ooh, that's cute! i kinda want one.

"She is not a prize to be won." THAT'S MY BOY.

would not be surprised if he's contractually required to do one per movie.

WHY DID YOU REMOVE IT

oh. no, actually that kind of attitude makes sense for him. it was a different time and whatnot.

inchworm eggboi

how did that work on her.

uh oh TOM NO

YOU DID NOT

yeah you better feel bad. jerkhog.

love the suit!

CANNON CANNON CANNON

okay well he's gonna be fine

he's right, sweetie.

(maybe we'll see Perfect Chaos someday?)

Why him.

time to piss on the moon?

ah. ok. they don't directly do it here.

thermonuclear gerbil.

not the favorite grandchild.

huh. he can use it to see how close and whether or not he's dyed his hair? neat.

BEATDOWN TIME.

can I get one of those jetpacks? asking for my mom.

that could apply to you too, edgehog.

I. well. I mean they are aliens so like. it's still kinda silly.

sappy moment.

FUCK YES

spankies!

WHO WROTE THIS SCENE

is it just me or do those kinda look like Omega...

THE POSE!!!

"k. bye." lmao

giant bug zapper.

CHAOS SPEARRRR

PISSING ON THE MOOOOON

gay gay gay they are so gay

that's... a lot of debris.

aahhhhh i know how that feels. ouchies.

SONIC. HEROOESSS.

I LOVE THESE CREDITS.

THE POOOOOSE!!!!!

post-credits scene hell yeah.

HIM.

IT HIM.

I WAS JOKING ABOUT THE HEROES BIT.

her?!

HER!!!!!!

HAVE NO FEAR—

oh lawd she adorable.

IF THE NEXT MOVIE ENDS WITH FIGHTING METAL MADNESS AND/OR OVERLORD I'M GONNA SCREAM

and i know that would hurt a lot whether i've had surgery by then or not.

I'll probably be making happy sounds anyway because these have all been such fun movies so far!

i kinda wanna see a short Team Chaotix series, similar to Knuckles, but y'know. actually focusing on the funny aliens.

Iiiii really hope Amy is more chill on the romance thing.

[piecanl]

If you would like Tubbo ideas can I slide over the Tubbo is a hidden god watching how the realm he made is going to unfold. It rained when he was sad your honour. Lightning struck bad over a joke about messing with Tubbos tavern. He just watches he does not interfere.

Your art of him is beautiful and I adore it but I think a 🤫 <-- this thing and a slight eye glow would be a fun art prompt.

U w U

YESSSSSS. YES. I AGREE. Although I think of him more as a dragon (fork found in kitchen) but in the genshin sovereign way, in which dragons used to rule the world before gods,,,

ANYWAYS, literally what I see w that description, ain't that fitting