#UGHHH THAT GIGGLE SIR STOP

[watmalik]

Never thought I’d hear the phrase “this cute Australian guy” uttered by Sir Patrick Stewart when referring to Hugh Jackman, but here we are.

[atxxokirina]

Irresistible (18+, MDNI)

Jake Sully X fem Na'vi reader

contains: SMUT, not much of a plot, rough dom jake, sub reader, bfd, choking, p in v, riding, missionary, dirty talk

summary: kiri is your best friend. but despite that, you still can't seem to stay away from her dad. he's just too irresistible.

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You slowly step into Jake's hut, a sad sigh coming out of you with a frown across your face. You make your way to his cot and climb onto his lap, straddling him caressing his face. "Oh, Jake.. I missed you so much baby..." Jake wakes up as soon as he feels your body above him, sitting up straight in his cot and looking at you with a concerned expression. "Hey, what's wrong? What's goin' on, y/n?" He speaks in a worried but soft tone, cupping your cheek.

You close your eyes at his gentle touch, heart warming at his supple concern. "I just missed you. I-I'm sorry for showing up like this.." You frown at him, adjusting yourself on his lap. Jake's eyes soften as you explain and pulls you into a tight hug. He speaks calmly and soothingly. "Oh, baby girl.. it's okay. I'm here now." He rubs your back and plants a tiny kiss on your forehead.

You smile, tilting your head and planting a kiss on his forehead too. You can tell that he feels conflicted about you showing up unannounced, you were just lucky that Neytiri was out hunting late. "Don't worry.. nobody saw me come here." You place your hands on his chest, massaging it up and down. You lean back a bit and start to grind your hips on him, Jake chuckles and nods at your point. "Oh, I get it." He says in a playful and affectionate manner. He feels a buldge start to grow in his loincloth. "Alright, I know what's on your mind. I can't say no to you, can I?" Jake smirks at you, grinding his hips into yours as he grips your plush thighs.

"Mhm... I'm so glad you understand daddy." You giggle and come closer to his face, licking your lips and giving him a passionate kiss. You start rolling your hips on him again, feeling his slight thrusts meet yours. Your hands are now rubbing down his body. Feeling on his muscley arms and large shoulders.

He grins while watching you take the initiative. As you kiss him, he wraps his arms around you, holding your body closely as he gives into the kiss. You bring your hand down to his loincloth, tugging on it and signaling for him to take it off. He sighs and pulls away from you. "Use your words, girl." He says in a demanding tone. "Ughhh, don't make me say it—" You start to whine but Jake stops you before you can say anything else. He firmly grabs your chin, squeezing it and positioning your ear to his mouth. "Don't be a bad girl.." He whispers in a seductive, melodic tone. His low voice sounded like paradise. "Y-Yes Jake.." You reply and he lets go of your chin. "Tell me what you want."

"I-I want your cock, sir." You admit. A flush wave of nervousness filled your body, his dominance turned you on so much, and it made it even hotter knowing how wrong it was. "Good girl, baby.." As he hears your subtle words, he unties his loincloth. His cock springs out. Purple veins pulsating as precum oozes out of his tip. "Fuck.." You say under your breath as you hurriedly take your loincloth off as well, untying it from around your perked up tail.

You quickly bring your hand to your mouth and spit on it to create lube. You rub your wet hand on your cunt and look look down at Jake's member, watching as it grew harder. "Oh fuck Jake.. how are you this hard?" You speak, holding his cock and rubbing it against your clit. "..must've missed me, hm?"

Jake lets out a breathy chuckle. "I may have missed you a little bit.." He responds. "A little bit? Your dick says otherwise.." You lift your hips, slowly lining yourself on his cock and prepping your body. Jake grows impatient. He groans, and holds onto your waist. "I'm sorry baby" He says before pushing your body down, forcing you to take his cock whole "Oww! F-fuuucckk!!!" You wince out in pain, leaning your head back as the pain from his cock fills the lower part of your womb.

"Oh, I..' Jake lets out a breathy moan, feeling your tight walls close in on him. A whimper filled with pain comes from you. "Hmh.. is it hurting you?" He teases, slightly lifting his hips up to brush against your cervix. "I-I'm fine,- Mmph!" You let out a staggered moan as the pain begins to fade away. You grind up on him, feeling the pleasure start to build. "I just don't want this to e-end. F-fuck! Who knows when we'll be able to do this again?"

"Yeah.. you're right. We should make every moment count while we can." Jake breathes out. As you bounce faster, he places his hand on your breasts, moaning as his cock hits sweet spot. "You're a slut who likes fucking your best friend's dad, aren't you? Hm? Say it, bitch."

He kisses your neck, sucking and chewing on your deep blue skin. "I-I'm a sl-ut! Oh my- Uh! You feel so good, s-sir!" You follow his orders, eyes rolling back at the amount of pleasure you're in. Whimpers and breathless moans escape your mouth. "Yeah... That's right dirty girl." His hunger grows for you, cock throbbing inside of you and inching towards release. Jake cups your mouth after hearing how loud your whines are getting, muffling your mouth to hide the noises. "Keep your mouth shut. Don't say a fucking word."

"Ah.. haah, I'm gonna.. cum! Ohhh fuck daddy!" You speak through his palm. He makes eye contact with you as your body subconsciously grinds, desperately craving more friction before cumming. "Are you close Jake? Pleeaase.. I need your cum inside of me.." You lean down and attack his neck with kisses, leaving a trail of purple hickies. Jake gives you a deep stare. He pulls you back by your neck, squeezing your airways and forcing you to look into his eyes. "Never been closer baby.." He softly moans and focuses on on his thrusts. Fast paced, but still deep and sensual.

"J-Jake I'm cumming!" You moan louder, arms coming down on his chest as you makes eye contact with him, griding desperately, craving more friction before your release. "Yeah, that's right! Cum for me, let it all out." He smacks your ass and you immediately squirt on his cock. Your slick dripping onto his tummy and thighs. You let out a relived moan, bowing your head down and sighing. "Oh, no. No no no, we're not done here. Not until I fucking say so." Before you can respond, Jake lifts your body up and slams your back onto the cot. You gasp, pupils widening at his actions. He pumps his cock a few times before aligning it with your soaking pussy.

"Jake, I just came.. please, I'm s-still sensitive." You plead with him, but he gives you another cold look. "You think I care about that? This pussy is mine, belongs to me.. I use it when I want to. Got it?" And with that, he thrusts his dick inside of you. Bottoming out and groaning as your velvety walls adjust to his length. "M-mhm!" Your moans get caught in your throat, resulting in staggered whimpers and incoherent words. Jake chuckles at the sight and begins to move, looking down at how easily his cock disappears inside of you.

He comes down to your ear and whispers. "You want me to cum inside you? Huh? Fill this perfect little cunt with my seed? Knock you up like the little slut you are?" He grunts while the build up in his stomach grows, feeling how close to the edge he is "Y-Yes! Yes, Jake! F-fuck!!" Your body shakes as you cream on his cock. His cock twitches inside of you and a spurt of warm cum flows inside of you. A soft gasp escapes your mouth as you cling onto him. "Oh great mother..!" You moan out one last time before your body becomes limp under his.

Jake bows his head down, still breathless. He wipes the sweat from your forehead and slides out of your cunt, laying his body next to you. "Did I do good daddy?" You ask, facing your body to him. He nods softly, still slightly panting. "You did more than good, y/n. You were perfect." His praise instantly makes your heart flutter, you smile while sitting up and tying your hair into a ponytail. "Thank you.." You give peppered kisses along his jawline, meeting his intimidating gaze.

"C'mon, kid. We gotta get you cleaned up before the sun rises." You stand up from the cot, bending down to pick up your loincloth and slipping it back on. You nod in annoyance as he sits up on the cot and looks at you with a warm expression on his face. "Yeah, yeah.." You hated how to always had to leave after sharing such an intimate moment.

Jake grabs your arm, stopping your hand from tying the cloth around your tail, you look at him in confusion. "I would keep you here all night if I could, you know that? I just- You know how it is, with Kiri and everyone else.." He explains with a hint of sympathy in his tone.

You playfully rolls your eyes as you finish tying your loincloth. "I know, I wish I could stay with you too.. " You sigh and plant a quick but meaningful kiss on his lips and ruffle his hair. He chuckles at your response and smiles more at the kiss that you give him. "Hey.. I'm glad to be yours, just as much as you're glad to be mine. I promise we'll have more nights like this, okay? "I promise."

"Okay.. A promise is a promise, don't forget that." You respond, kissing him one last time before walking toward the door. "Goodnight, Jake.. I'll see you again soon." You wave your hand, dipping your head and walking under the curtained door, hips swaying as you walk away.

"Goodnight y/n, and be safe. See you in the morning, beautiful." Jake's eyes watch you as you walk, and he can't help but admire you. He hates to see you leave, but loves to see you walk away. Letting out a deep breath, he lays back in his cot and closes his eyes, drifting off to sleep.

[sophswritingthings]

Omg imagine Mizus reaction to English!readers wedding dress like their cultures are so different and so beautiful in different ways aaa!!💕💕

pairing: mizu x fem!english!reader

warning(s): swearing

a/n: you having a beautiful ballgown wedding dress made for you with the patterns of flowers and cranes on it without mizu’s knowledge to combine your culture…. UGHHH

summary: it’s the day she’d been waiting; the day you were set to be her wife. she sees you in that stunning dress of yours; and she swears she feels her heart stop.

word count: 821 words / 4,420 characters

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“you promise me it’ll be done by the wedding?” you say the words, as if they were almost a plea. you were wearing glasses, much like mizu’s, and a hood over your head to conceal your face.

“it will be does, miss,” she glanced at you. “and you know you don’t have the wear those things around me; I won’t tell.”

she winked, smiling as she was fiddling with the sparkly tool.

“I am the one making you an english dress, aren’t I?” she cocked her head.

“I suppose you are,” you murmur, smiling a bit. “and I thank you for that. I just wanted something from home; since my parents won’t be here to see me married.”

“I understand that,” she smiled.

“thank you.” you sigh, “you really are great, you know?”

“I know,” she chuckled again. “am I ever going to get to meet the groom?”

“mmm.. well, he’s coming to find me after being out for a while—picking me up before we go home, I suppose,” you shrug. “if he decides not to be stubborn you may.”

“if who decides not to be stubborn?”

you whip your head up, seeing your fiancé standing there.

“you couldn’t possibly be talking about me,” mizu raised an eyebrow.

you giggle, walking over to mizu and standing on your tiptoes to kiss her cheek.

“couldn’t possibly be,” you whisper into her ear, feeling her twitch a little.

“as I thought.” she murmured.

“It’s nice to meet you, sir,” aiko smiled, bowing her head toward mizu.

“mm. you as well, miss,” she said in a low tone, trying to keep up her masculine appearance. “we best be going, then, yeah?”

you wrap your arm around hers, nodding to aiko, “yes, we best be. I’ll see you tomorrow then? to pick up the dress.”

mizu looks at you with a raised eyebrow. she hadn’t heard anything about a “dress”. she supposed you’d be wearing a white kimono, to.. blend in.

put the look on your face, combined with your words, told her you had other plans.

the couple slid out of the shop, smiling softly as the gentle snow fell onto the cobblestoned path. 

“so..” she whispers, “what’s this about a dress?”

you giggle, “I wanted something from home,” you murmur, your eyes fluttering as you attempted to clear them of the snow. “so.. I asked aiko to make me a traditional english dress. with a bit of a twist.”

she chuckled, “I see,” she mumbled. “you’ll look beautiful either way.”

you lean your head on her shoulder, “thank you.”

slowly rising out of bed, you snicker as you see mizu has already gone from bed. excited, was she?

well, it was the day of your wedding.

and though it may not be “legalized”, you didn’t care. just to call mizu your wife would be all you needed to keep yourself happy for the rest of your days.

ringo would conduct the ceremony—and you would only have a few people there. akemi, ringo, eiji, and a few of your friends you’d met along the way.

you didn’t need some big ceremony to be married. you just.. needed your love, and each other.

you had collected your dress, the weeks prior. you hadn’t let mizu see it, though, you wanted to surprise her. 

it was a beautifully constructed english dress, with the patterns of japanese cranes and flowers flowing down the rim of the skirt. it combined your cultures in all the good ways you could think of.

“I have never been so excited in my entire life,” you giggle, your accent seeping through your words as akemi does your hair. “I really haven’t.”

“well, good. you should be happy to be married,” akemi smiled softly, “especially to someone who really does love you.”

you blush a little, “I’m lucky.”

“you are,” she confirms. you knew what she’d been through, the ups and downs of her marriage status was a rollercoaster you never wished to ride.

“I know.” you whisper, “I love her.”

“hm, good,” she brushes a few strands of hair out of your face, tucking them behind your ears. “now, let’s get this makeup done so you can go and finally get your wife all to yourself.”

you stood at the alter, smiling as you waited for mizu to appear. 

and when she did, she looked absolutely stunned.

her eyes never left you. your beautiful complexion, the makeup that akemi had done suited you do well. and the way your hair was curled and pulled back..

and that dress.

a dress that was a beautiful blend of yours, and her, culture. the depictions of cranes and flowers scattered across the bottom of the dress, and the large silhouette she’d seen so many women wear—including you—back in england.

yet it seemed so different, the way the fabric shone against the sun.

she was so ready to call you her one and only.

her wife.

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[oiladgivememoney99]

Newscapepro SCP Rewrite, Sleep Killers

Cory tossed and turned in the bunk of his bed, just above Hooper in his undecorated dormitory.

“Ughhh, why can’t I sleeeeeep?” Cory groaned as he yanked his pillow over his face and waited, and waited, and waited, and eventually got bored and climbed down onto the floor; carefully tiptoeing around the barracks in order to not wake Hooper.

He yawned as he tiptoed and tiptoed to the commons room, not making a peep until-

“Boo!” Cory screeched as Lara whispered from right behind him; she then broke out into a whispery giggling fit as he pouted.

“Dude!” Cory whisper yelled at Lara. “What are you doing up so late?”

Lara’s laughing died down. “I can say the same to you, Cory. I sleep late,”

“Yeah, well I can’t sleep!” Cory put his hands on his hips, like the meanest girl of them all. “So, I’m gonna walk around for a bit,”

“Good luck with that, Cory,” She smirked. “Try not to diiiiiiiiie…” She sauntered into her dormitory. Cory gulped and tiptoed out of the barracks and into the hallway; a hallway nearly the exact same as every other white hallway in the Facility.

He continued to sneak around the facility in the vague direction of the cafeteria; as with most problems Cory encountered his first thought was to solve it by eating. Even though it 100% would be closed due to complete lack of staff-

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING PRIVATE!?” Cory screamed again, this time like a little girl as the General screamed at him; said General quickly grabbed Cory by the shoulders and shook the spooked out of him. “Calm the hell down boy, you’ve been yelled at by me before!”

“Oh yeah, right,” Cory instantly stopped screaming. “Hi Sir, what are you doing up this late?”

“I could say the same to you, boy, but if you gotta know I’ve assembled a task force to investigate a breach of SCP 966,” The General snapped his fingers causing two more MTF, both of them wearing night vision goggles to walk to his side.

“Great, can I go back to slee-”

“Nope, you’re in this task force now, boy; let’s go gear up,” He turned to the two Soldiers. “You two scan the area, we’ll go to 966’s containment chamber to see what went wrong,”

“Sir, yes sir!”

Cory and the General headed off to the armoury, it was only the Light Containment armoury so it wasn’t anything particularly impressive, but it still had plenty of gear.

The General and Cory quickly put on their night vision goggles.

“Alright let’s- JESUS CHRIST, PRIVATE WHAT ARE YOU DOIN?”

Cory swung around a flamethrower that he could barely handle, cooing at the incredibly dangerous, barely legal weapon. “So cooooool…”

“Put that down now, boy, you’re gonna get us killed!” The general shouted as Cory pouted, and put the flamethrower back on the shelf. “Now let’s go to this damn containment chamber so we can go back to bed,”

“Yes sir,”

Cory and The General walked through the many hallways to get to heavy containment, where the Skip was stored; Heavy Containment had more mechanical grey walls, more reinforced than the blank white in Light Containment.

“So uh… what is SCP 966?”

“Godammit, do none of you read the files?” The General grumbled. “They’re a bunch a humanoid creatures that can’t be seen without night vision goggles, and they make it impossible for their victims to sleep,”

“That sounds horrible!”

“It is, boy!” The general said. “That’s why we gotta recontain, or kill these things on sight!”

The two eventually found their way to 966’s containment chamber; a pretty standard containment chamber with a room for examining the creature and a room for housing it separated by bulletproof glass and a blast door.

Two of the pale, thin creatures were safely locked inside the room.

“That’s strange, how come only two of ‘em managed to escape?” The General asked as Cory walked around the room eventually stumbling across a torn bit of cloth with what looked like a logo on it: the symbol of a skull resting within a shield.

“I uh… dunno sir, but I found this,” He showed the cloth to The General, who

“Holy shit!” jumped back in shock as he saw it. “I ain’t seen that logo in decades!”

“Really? What’s it for?”

“Somethin’ above your clearance level,” The General’s brow furrowed. “Now let’s-”

One of the creature suddenly burst through the door, running full sprint at the General as both he and Cory stood in utter shock and helplessness; Cory nearly screamed as he was about fail someone els-

BANG

It fell to the floor, dead before it could even do anything as the two MTF shot it down.

“Ah, thank you boys,” The General let out a sigh of relief. “That the last of them?”

“Sir, yes sir,”

“Finally, Private, let’s get back to sleep,” He ordered. “I got a busy day tomorrow,”

Cory shook the off his stunnedness “Of course, are you alright, sir?”

“Of course, the Skip didn’t manage to hurt me, I’ll be fine,”

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Cory yawned as he woke up the next day, the piece of cloth in his pocket; he stumbled in the commons area rubbing his tired eye.

“You look terrible, Cory,” Lara deadpanned, the rest of the team nodded. “Long night?”

“Kinda… I went on a solo mission last night, heh!” Cory smirked, putting his hand on his hips.

Triana quirked an eyebrow. “Are you serious?”

“Yeah, I helped recontain 966! I even found this patch in the containment room,” He pulled out the skull embroidered piece of cloth.

Nikole jumped back into the wall, everyone looked at her with a combination of concern and confusion.

“You good, Sarge?” Hooper asked.

“Yeah, yeah I’m fine; I just recognise that symbol all too well,” Nikole cleared her throat, looked down in shame for a moment and then turned her head back up. “You ever hear of the Devil’s Advocates?”

Most were confused.

“The Anomalous Mercenary Group?” Triana raised an eyebrow. “I thought they stopped being active back in the 2000s?”

“Me too, I used to work with those psychos,” Nikole shook her head. “There was always one that stood out as particularly cruel; in a group of people who’d burn down cities and kill whole races for money. One man, Calensk always stood out as the devil in a room of demons,” Nikole shuddered at the mere thought of the man. “All we can hope is that this came from a different guy,”

“Jeez, you really don’t like this Calensk guy, huh?” Lara joked, only Cory and Nikole chuckled a little.

“Can’t ya tell?” Nikole said.

“Heh, The General kinda reacted in the same way when I showed it to him,” Cory mumbled, getting the attention of the Lieutenant again.

“The General was up that late?” Triana quirked an eyebrow. “He has an address to make today,”

“Guess we better head to that, dudes,” Scott said as the team prepared. “Hopefully the Skips haven’t made him go crazy,”

“We can only hope,” Triana said, a hint of concern in her usually confident voice as she lead her team to a room down the hall, filled with chairs in front of a podium; they sat up the back and waited.

And waited… and waited… and…

“He should’ve been here a couple minutes ago,” Triana was visibly sweating, causing Lara to (attempt) to subtly calm her down by holding her hand. “This isn’t good,”

“LT, I’m sure he-” Hooper was interrupted by the General himself stumbling onto the stage, supported by an MTF.

“Hello everyone, I…” The General trailed off, the bags around his eyes becoming more visible as he mumbled. “I just wanna say you’ve all been… very good here… recently. I-I,”

Triana cleared her throat. “Sir, are you okay?”

“Of course I am Lieutenant!” He shouted back. “I’m fine, you’re all dismissed, get outta here!”

He continued to shout, and eventually everyone left. The Team noticed the dark look on Triana’s face.

“Hey LT, you good?” Cory asked, putting his face in her face.

Triana was silent for quite a bit, thinking of what to say. “I’m okay, just scared for the General’s safety,” She sighed. “He’s the rock of this place, without him I fear who’s gonna replace him,”

“I’m sure he’ll be good, dude,” Scott patted Triana on the back. “Just needs some rest,”

ONE WEEK LATER.

Triana slowly opened the door of the General’s office, cautious as to not upset the man in what seemed like a vulnerable time. “Hey General, we haven’t for a week, how’s it- Oh my God!”

Triana shrieked as see saw the dead body of The General, still sitting in his chair, head face down on the table.

She had called doctors in, and those doctors had called coroners in as soon as possible. Triana sat outside the General’s office, sitting with anxiety.

Eventually one of the coroners came out and tapped her on the shoulder.

“Hello Lieutenant; we’ve figured out how The General died,”

“H-How?” Triana looked like she was on the verge of tears.

“Sleep deprivation,”

[bebe-thewriter]

Heyyy y’all I am back with the “bare wit me” series and if I’m being totally honest I have no idea what direction I’m going on with😐 butttt the lovely @xxmaddienicolexx Asked me ever so politely to continue so it it my duty to comply without complaints, soooo enjoy chapter 4 or bare wit me- BeBe🧘🏾‍♀���

The rest of the day went by quickly, but the casting came slow. Yamir, and Mikasa continued to tell me I did well, as a way to comfort me.

“This shit is driving me nuts bro.” I said, with a slight tremor in my throat. I’m freaking out. I’ve been to many auditions, and a plethora of castings but this was different, this was what I wanted since i heard their first ever song in high school.

“(Y/N) calm down bae, you did amazing, we know it, you know it, he’ll even the band basically said your in! You just gotta trust it.” Mikasa said while softly messaging my back.

“She’s right, and along with that, we all peeped Connie eye fucking you soooooo.” Ymir says with a big smirk.

“Ymir stop! He was not….. was he.” I said. “Yes bitch, he was.” Now that calmed me down.

“Ughhh girl you have no idea what he dose to me. He’s so damn attractive, and not to mention fucking talented! Not only is he the producer of S.C.O.U.T.S but the drummer, andddddd the lead rapper! Ugh he is just so-“ but before I could finish I was cut off by ymir.

“Sexy, and dreamy,” “don’t forget he has the sex appeal of a god!!!!” She adds Imitating things I may have and may not have said. “Sthu y’all ain’t funny” I say giggling, they know me so well.

Before we can continue our conversation we see a group hurriedly jog past us. “THE CASTING IS OUT.” I hear someone yell excitedly.

“Oh I guess the casting is out.” I say in a nonchalant way, but then it hits me……….. “THE FUCKING CASTING IS OUT!!!” I repeat this time though with more emotion.

We hurriedly sprint to that tiny piece of paper strung up by tape and surrounded but a sea of bodies. As we walk through them I notice multiple reactions happening, sadness being the more popular one. Though envy was a recurring one as well, “who the hell are even half of these people a bunch of nobodies bro,” and, “well I’m clearly one of the best singers at this school so they just lost a valuable player!” And so on.

Finally we reach the paper and with a beating heart I read it……damn I’m at the top nvm.

(Y/N), Historia, Bobby, Natalie, Petra, Floch, Dj, Mavis, Missy, and Geneva. “We hope to see you all at rehearsals starting on Monday morning. Btdubs your excused from all classes cause like were more important byeeeee” after reading the poster on thing is for certain… Saha wrote this shit and two I’m at THE FUCKING TOP OF THE LIST.

Mikasa, Ymir, and I all start getting giddy with excitement but out of respect we remain silent. “Come on guys let us depart.” Mikasa says in a accent. “Ofc lady Mikasa, come sir Ymir we must go, it appears i must participate in the act of tinkleing” I say mimicking Mikasa. As soon as we get to the coed bathroom we celebrate. “See girl we knew you could do it you were top of that list.” Mikasa says. “Yeah she’s right, your even double lucky because now you get to hang with Mr. “damn mama you so fine” headass.” Ymir says.

“Guys stop! Connie would never say that and now that I’m IN THE COMPETITION our relationship will be professional.” I rant. “But damn I almost got distracted during my audition, he really is just sooo amazing.” I repeat for the thousands of times.

“Nah mama that’s all you.” Wait what. My head slowly turns to the low voice and my entire body stiffens. “Hey Connie.” I say nervously, “hey (Y/N)” he says smirk growing ever so wide.

I FUCKING FORGOT WE WERE IN COED BATHROOMS

last minute post sorry if it’s rushed and shit it’s because it is I’m not used to writing a story after a few weeks usually it takes years Lmaoooooo but yea hope y’all enjoyed ps my bad didn’t mean for it to be so short but it’s Ight

-BeBe out💃🏾

[the-artist-from-hell]

Chapter 6 of the DM!memoirs au, (trigger free) and edited with the help of @flowerbloom-arts !

Fuzzy was the first to wake up in the morning, as she was used to waking up rather early. She rubbed her eyes and stretched, she opened the lid of the can you get some light in and she noticed Joxter wasn’t in there so she got out of the can to see if he was anywhere around. She left her basket behind in the can because she felt as though it was safe there, which was a first for her. When she went to look for Joxter she made sure to look up at the trees and lo and behold she spotted him sleeping in one.

“How hasn’t he fallen down at all...?” She wondered “Joxter? Are you alright up there?” she squeaked.

Joxter woke up and started rubbing his eyes “Ughhh five more minutes...“ he mumbled.

“How do you manage to sleep up there so easily?”

“I just do.“ yawned the Joxter, he then started to climb down the tree because once someone has waken him up in the morning it was hard for him to fall back asleep so easily.

“I’m so sorry that I disturbed your sleep! I just wanted to make sure you were okay up there-!”

“Just fine. What about you? How did you sleep?”

“Rather cozy, actually! Best sleep I’ve had in a while.” said the Fuzzy contently.

“Good, because we both have a long day ahead.”

“We do? Sorry, pardon me- I mean, you do too? Besides me trying to find a job, what do you have in mind?”

“Well, I was thinking instead of you trying to find a job today I could show you how to forage and other things properly. If I’m being honest that’s how I survive out here most days, so it’ll be good for you to learn it.”

“I suppose you're right, so... where should we start?”

“First let's get something we can hold our findings in. I tend to use my hat for that. But you might need a second basket since your current basket is filled with your collection already, you can go grab something from the tin that might work.”

“Ok then!” said the Fuzzy sort of excited for this little 'adventure', she went back into the tin to look for something that could be of use, then she saw a beat up pot on Joxter's side of the can and she thought it would be perfect. She got out of the can with the pot in paw “Is this alright? I found it on your side-“

Joxter went wide-eyed and yanked it from Fuzzy unexpectedly “Don't you dare touch this ever again!”

Fuzzy was surprised and startled, she looks as though she shrank a little “S-sorry- did I do something wrong...?”

Joxter realized he scared her and sighed, holding the pot to his chest “I’m... I'm sorry it’s just... this pot is off limits. I should have said that nicer...” he said as he felt guilt rush over him.

“It’s okay... it’s just... what's so special about the pot anyhow...?”

“It was my friend's... he used to wear it on his head like a hat all the time, he was a total dork but I think it suited him well... I promise this is one of the only things that are off limits.“

“Ah, I think I understand now- I’m still very sorry.” replied the Fuzzy with her ears going down guiltily.

“I know, I know, I really should stop having such an attachment to such... trivial things... I should start letting go some time...”

“Joxter it’s only understandable that you're... upset about this in particular- I’ll go find something else, alright?”

“... Fuzzy- wait-!“ said the Joxter suddenly in a serious tone.

“Yes...?” replied the Fuzzy sheepishly

“YOU JUST CALLED ME JOXTER!” He said excitedly “YOU FINALLY CALLED ME JOXTER INSTEAD OF JOXSIR OR SIR! THIS IS CAUSE FOR CELEBRATION!” He was joking around and twirled twice acting a bit silly.

Fuzzy was startled at first but it turned into a giggle, she was happy to see his mood change to a happy one “You startled me for a moment! I thought you were being cross, but it’s good to see you so happy about this!“

Joxter went back over to the tin to put the old pot back in and took out a big bowl that could work for Fuzzy's findings.

“Here, this should work for carrying what we'll forage instead!“

“Oh perfect! Now what’s the next step?”

“Well the next step is helping you differentiate certain plants and foods,” he answered as they walked along the forest until they made it to an area with some berry bushes.

“Now look closely at these two plants; what differences do you see?” Joxter said to the Fuzzy as he pointed her to the berries.

Fuzzy took a close look and said “I’m not quite sure...? They both look very similar with the color and all...”

Joxter then pointed out “This one has serrated leaves and this one has smooth edges, the one with the serrated leaves are poisonous but the smooth leafed ones are good, but if you can’t tell by the leaves there’s also another way to tell;” he picked one berry off of each plant.

“What’s the second way?” asked the Fuzzy curiously.

“This!” Joxter then squeezed the berries in each paw.

"Poisonous ones will stain your paws even after you wash them but the good ones will clean right off!“

“Oh I see! But... how are you going to wash your paws now? There’s no stream near by-“

Joxter looked down at his paws “oh- you're right.“ he said light-heartedly.

Fuzzy smiled a bit and took a handkerchief out of her pocket “Here, you can use this to wipe your paws off as best you can!”

“Why thank you!“ replied the Joxter.

He tipped his hat before taking the handkerchief and wiping his paws, he then passed it back to her, took off his hat and started to pick some berries.

“So... what are these berries called?” Fuzzy asked.

Joxter shrugged “I have no clue.”

“Who taught you these things, then?”

“I taught myself naturally through trial and error, I suppose.”

“Oh dear, that sounds awful! You must have gotten sick so many times!“

“Just a couple of times but I’m fine,” he picked the good berries and Fuzzy did the same. After a while, they've collected a good amount of berries and Joxter stopped “I think that’s good for now, got to leave some for other creatures of course, and there’s a crab apple tree not too far from here.”

“A crab apple tree?” echoed the Fuzzy.

“Crab apples are like small apples that are more sour but edible nonetheless, I like them and in the early spring they're so tiny you can just chew on them and spit out the core once the flavor is gone.“

“Oh how interesting- except for the spitting part... that sounds sort of... well, icky.“

“My bad, that was a bit gross to mention,“ Joxter replied. Fuzzy started to eat some of the berries she picked earlier as they walked together, enjoying the nature around them.

They eventually found the crab apple tree, it wasn’t too tall of a tree, it was rather small and so were the apples hanging on it, Joxter picked one of the apples and tossed it to Fuzzy “Here, try one.” he said, and so she did

She tasted it for a moment before sticking her tounge out because of how tart it was compared to the sweet berries she had few minutes prior, Joxter chuckled a bit “Well, it isn’t for everyone, I guess!“

“It’s so sour...!“ she mumbled.

“Hahah! Oh, also the last thing I can teach you about today is probably fishing.“

“Fishing?” replied the Fuzzy “Do you have a fishing rod at all?”

“I don’t like to use fishing rods, I prefer to use my claws. Or a net too, but I don’t have the net with me, so I’ll be teaching you how to fish with your paws!”

Fuzzy looked surprised and worried “Oh but I’ll be awful at it, I know it!”

“Not unless you try it!“ replied the Joxter giving her a little pat on the back “How about this: you sit by the stream and watch how I do it, and if you feel like you want to try it say the word and I’ll help you, alright?”

Fuzzy smiled and nodded. Joxter put the rest of the berries that were in her bowl into his hat because he was planning on using the bowl she had to put the fish in before going to the nearest river.

Frankly, it seemed like he wanted to impress her, he rolled up his pant legs and his jacket sleeves as well as he glared to see into the water. Fuzzy sat there watching and eating more berries. Joxter attempted to catch a fish, he messed up on the first few tries until he finally caught one! The one he caught was quite a fighter so it flipped around trying to get away from him, Fuzzy smiled and cheered him on “Great job Joxter! It’s a big one too!”

Joxter was going to try and break the fish's neck with his paws to get it to stop moving but it was too slippery to break so he bit into it instead to stop it, Joxter held it in his mouth and gave Fuzzy a thumbs up as the fish stopped its motion slowly. Fuzzy was grossed out and terrified by seeing the poor fish die in front of her like that, Joxter went over to her and saw the fear on her face.

“What’s wrong?” muffled the Joxter with the fish still in his mouth.

“I-I’ve never seen someone kill a fish with their teeth like that-“

“Oh.“ mumbled the Joxter before taking the fish out of his mouth “Guessing it’s a bad thing then? I really should have brought a pocket knife with me or something- a lady shouldn’t have had to see that.“ he proceeded to put the fish in the bowl.

Fuzzy fidgeted with her paws “Oh no it’s alright, you did what you had to! It was rather impressive how you caught it like that, though.”

“Do you want to catch one too? I promise you won’t have to kill it like I did, I’ll do that part if you like.”

“Hmmm... Well... no, not yet. I think I need to watch a bit longer.”

"Alright, suit yourself.“ replied the Joxter.

“Oh but since you're catching fish I promise I’ll make dinner for us later! It’ll be nice!”

“Really? Well then! Is that your way of asking me out on a dinner date then?” he joked as he got back into the water.

Fuzzy stammered and her face went red “N-no! Excuse me, sorry, It’s just to show my gratitude, is all.”

Joxter chuckled light-heartedly “I’m kidding! I know that! Trust me, you can get much better than me.“ he then tried to grab another fish but this time it bounced out of his paws and smacked him in the face causing him to stumble backwards.

“J-Joxter?!” Said the fuzzy worriedly, she quickly went into the water trying to hold her skirt as she helped the wet Joxter up “Oh goodness I’m so sorry, I distracted you! Are you okay?” she asked.

“I must be fine since an angel just helped me up-“ said the Joxter in a smartass teasing tone, Fuzzy's face went bright red and she let go of his paw.

“I’m just happy you're okay! But... do you really think I look like an Angel...?” she asked sheepishly, flustered.

“Well- I-“ stammered Joxter not thinking she would take it seriously, he was suddenly cut off when Fuzzy accidently stepped on a fish that swam by causing her to stumble and fall into the water aswell and Joxter quickly helped her up.

“Are you okay, Fuzzy?”

“I-I’m ok I think... Oh goodness my only dress is all wet and gross now- what am I to do?” She said worriedly, holding up her dress.

“Well, we could simply sit here try to catch fish and have fun for once. Just dumb fun splashing eachother!” he said as he splashed her a tiny bit with his foot.

The Fuzzy didn't reply. She seemed a bit upset thinking about this little slip up of her's. Rather embarassed aswell, Joxter felt bad and went closer to her “Hey, I’m sorry- it’s alright! I’m sure we can figure something out and I’ll set up a fire back near the tin so you can dry off-“ he tried to reassure her then a little smirk started to cross her face and before joxter knew it she splashed him.

“Fuzzy!” He said rather surprised at the turn of events and the two playfully splashed eachother and laughed on about it. After they stopped, Joxter tried to teach Fuzzy how to fish. At first, she was scared to touch the slimy creatures but eventually she got the hang of it, though she kept dropping them every time she picked one up, Joxter helped her catch them again before they got away and they managed to catch about 3 more fish on top of the first one Joxter caught. Joxter got out of the water and gave Fuzzy a paw to help her out aswell, she was still smiling even if she was shivering from her wet clothes.

“Well today was fun, wouldn't you say?” said the joxter trying to squeeze out the extra water from the ends of his wet clothing. He was rather happy, he was the happiest he’s ever been, in fact.

“T-Today was amazing!” stuttered the Fuzzy through chattering teeth.

“Here, let’s get back to the tin so I can set up a fire for you, I don’t want you to catch a cold.”

“T-thank you- I really wish I brought an extra dress or two with me when I left home...“

Joxter helped her out of the water and just... felt warm, strangely, despite the slight wind hitting his wet clothes and skin he felt warm and light like freshly baked bread, or rather on the inside like he had butterfly’s in his stomach.

“You don’t have anything dry to wear?” asked the Joxter.

“N-no... but I’ll be fine!” said the Fuzzy, trying not to cause a fuss.

“Once I get the fire started you can just rest and try to warm up, there's something I have to do first- I’ll be back soon after.”

The Fuzzy raised an eyebrow but agreed to it nonetheless, they got back to there area in the woods and Joxter helped fuzzy set up a fire before leaving to run the errand.

Joxter decided it would be best to ask Mymble if she had any extra dresses or something that Fuzzy could wear for the time being, he decided that along the way he should maybe see if anyone was careless enough to leave any clothes hanging out in the open that he could 'borrow'.

He walked to Mymble's house and knocked on the door, taking a few cautious steps back from it this time since he didn’t want to be trampled by the stampede of kids again. This time mymble just opened the door looking rather tired.

Joxter was surprised none of her kids followed her out “Hey Mymble, where're the kiddos?”

“Taking a nap for once.“ she said rather happily in a shushed tone “Why are you wet? Did you try taking a bath with your clothes on?”

“I fell into a stream while fishing, I was wondering if you had any extra dry dresses you would be willing to let me borrow.”

“Never took you as the cross-dressing type but sure!” joked the Mymble.

“No no, it’s for a friend of mine who fell into the river with me-“

“A friend?” asked the Mymble, surprised.

“I know what you're thinking-“

“Oh how wonderful! Listen Joxter, I don’t care if you have more than one partner, I would be a hypocrite if I didn’t let you, you should bring her- or him... them? Anyways, do bring them over some time!”

“Now hold on, more than one partner? Mymble we aren’t partners, and I just said Fuzzy's just a friend! She isn’t my partner-!“

“Oh so her name is Fuzzy? How nice! And you're right, we aren’t dating, we’re parents!” said the Mymble cheerfully as she stepped outside the house.

“Wait, what?!” replied the Joxter, going wide eyed.

“That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you, dear! I’m pregnant and I know it’s yours since you're the only man I’ve seen in months now, and I’m thrilled! I feel like... you’ve been the only one to stay around this long and we have a connection... I think this is the last kid I plan on having, atleast for a while.“

“Mymble, please stop for a moment- if this is a joke you have to stop-“

“Joxter, it’s not a joke... you're not happy..?”

“N-no! Yes? I don’t know! This is so sudden! I didn’t even consider us dating!”

“You didn’t? But we spent so much time together!”

“I know and now I feel awful!”

“... Jox...” sighed the Mymble.

“Mymble, I’m sorry I just... I’ll be here for you and the kid of course! It’s just... gosh this is a lot...so this is why Moomin thought you and I where settling down, eh...?“

“Joxter, I love you, you know that right...?”

“I know and that’s why I feel awful about all of this! I... I love you to it’s just... I’m not ready to love or be loved, not right now atleast... I don’t think... At least I didn’t think so until recently- and I’m just... just barely starting to consider dating again! And I’m certainly I’m not prepared to be a father! I’ll be awful at it!”

“I’ve seen how you are with my kids, you're wonderful with them! They absolutely adore you! I know it’ll be hard but you’ll be a good father-“

“But Mymble the kids are just... so smothering it’s so much for me! I like my space!”

“I know you do! You won’t have to stay here everyday you know! I’m not expecting to keep you tied down, especially since you have your other girlfriend-!”

“MYmBle she's NOT MY GIRLFRIEND-“ he said defensively.

“If she wasn’t you wouldn't be throwing a fit like this-“ she tried to say lightheartedly as she hugged him close for a moment despite him being damp with river water “It’s alright to be like this you know.“

“Confused, worried, in love, with more than one person at once, it’s just polyamory- and I’m fine with it and as long as the girl you like is ok with it then there’s no problem, you’ll be able to split your time with me and her if you’d like you know, we could come up with something!” she said positively.

“IM nOt-...” Joxter then quickly went quiet and had a look on his face, the sort of look of pure thought and confliction “I... I'm still in denial about all of this...” he mumbled.

“Understandable.“ replied the mymble “You have time to think about all of this, alright darling? For now let me lend you those dresses for the lady friend of yours. Fuzzy, was it?”

“Yeah, it’s Fuzzy.” Joxter continued mumbling.

"Well, if you ever decide to bring Fuzzy over and explain what you want to her, make sure she knows I'd welcome her with open arms and share you with her!“ she said joyfully before going inside and retrieving a few dresses.

Joxter was still in disbelief and thought to himself “I’m going to be a father... I'M GOING TO BE A FATHER! SHIT, I'M GOING TO BE A FATHER? For heaven's sake this is all too much! I love mymble but- I think I have a thing for Fuzzy to- you think? No you know you do! You haven’t felt this way for a long time! You felt that weird flutter in your stomach all over again earlier! Just like... how you used to be with Muddler... she makes you feel just like he used to- you're already attached to her! Is it only because she reminds you of Muddler or is it because you do sincerely like her company? Why are you debating this! Of course you like her company! Even if she reminded you of Muddler in the very beginning that’s not the only reason you like her now! She’s kind and thoughtful and gentle and she’s such great company once she’s gotten out of her shell a bit! What if she’s not ok with this whole polyamory thing...? Does this mean Mymble and I are official? God I wish I had at least made it 'official' in a more romantic way- what was I thinking!” His thought was cut off by Mymble putting a paw on his shoulder.

“Here Jox, some dry dresses! Just take your time to process this all, the baby won’t be born for another 7 or 6 months anyway so you have time to think about what You want to do. Just keep me in the loop, alright?” Mymble said gently.

Joxter gulped for a moment and gave a nod “Thank you Mymble...”

“Anytime dear.“ she gave him a kiss on the forhead and Joxter gently hugged her and stood on the tips of his toes to give her a kiss on the cheek.

“I’ll... think about it...“

Joxter then slowly walked home with the dresses in hand... muddled and baffled by it all, he then saw some dry clothes hanging on a wire outside of someone's home, the clothes in question were a dark blue jacket and some brown pants. He took them and booked it out of there back to the can, when he got there Fuzzy was humming a gentle tune while she cooked some fish over the fire in a frying pan.

Joxter looked at her and his cheeks went red with the thought of his feelings towards her being apparent coming to mind.

“Hey Fuzzy, I’m back.“

“Oh wonderful! Dinner almost ready!“ her dress was still damp but not drenched like before.

“I got a dress for you to wear while yours dries.“

“Oh! Thank you Joxter! But where did you get it?”

“Uhm... a friend of mine let me borrow them once she heard the situation- they might be a bit big on you, though.”

“And by 'borrow' you mean steal...?”

“Oh no no! But the jacket and pants for myself here I did steal-“

“Oh goodness-“ said fuzzy as she thought of the idea of stealing though she didn’t say much more about it since who was she to judge? Then she took one of the red dresses. “Well I’m going into the tin to get changed, thank you again for this!“

"You're welcome.“ replied Joxter with a faint smile. The Fuzzy then went to do what she said she would and joxter sat there by the fire to warm up a bit.

Meanwhile, Fuzzy slipped off her damp dress and put on the dry one, in the privacy of the tin can she was starting to gush to herself over Joxter and how silly and layed back he is, by how sweet he is! To her he was perfect- though his smell and the way he dressed could be improved, it wasn’t to bad and she didn’t mind those flaws! she was certain she had found true love and was hyped, but she was worried her feelings would make things weird so she decided to wait it out the best she could.

She got out of the can in the red dress that was a few sizes too big on her but it was cozy at least. She retrieved two plates and some silverware from the can before bringing it back to the fire so she could serve herself and Joxter the dinner of fish she had had been roasting, she noticed Joxter was lost in thought and interrupted him.

“Sorry, but uhm... would you like me to make you a plate...?”

“Hm-“ said Joxter suddenly snapping out of thought “Oh sure! Thank you! Did you really cook all this yourself?”

“Indeed I did! And I made some fresh berry juice as well with some sugar, water and honey.”

Joxter smiled “how resourceful. Hold on a moment as I go get changed too.“ he took the dry clothes he had for himself and went to the can to change.

“A bit uncomfortable, but it’ll have to do until my clothes dry.“ he said as he came back to the fire and sat down.

Fuzzy looked over to him and smiled “You look rather dashing in that shade of blue...”

“You really think so...?” replied the Joxter.

“Indeed.” answered the Fuzzy before starting to eat.

And things where going wonderful.

Just wonderful...

But wonderful things don’t always stay wonderful.

[theassthatquits]

Blupjeans Week Day 2 - Ghost

Lup Taaco founded the premier science camp for teens - Camp Rocks! - this side of Faerun almost a decade ago. She did it by herself (mostly) and has the awards, articles, and accolades to prove that it’s a success.

So where does Davenport, her investor, get off going behind her back and hiring someone new without consulting her? Sure, enrollment has plateaued in the last couple of years, the main complaint being that they needed to shake up their staffing and curriculum, but she had it handled. She could take care of it herself, this was just a bump in the road. She didn’t need the help of some fancy doctor, this ‘Dr. Hallwinter’ that Davenport worked with at the university.

Lup scoffed while thumbing through his resume and cover letter. Top of his undergrad at Neverwinter U, a triple major in chemistry, astronomy, and physics. A brief stint working at a funeral home - a little weird, but everyone goes through a quarter life crisis, right? Returning to school a couple years later to get his masters and PhD and now taught at the same university while simultaneously doing interplanar research with Davenport. At the bottom of his resume with “related skills” he put ‘huge nerd’, as if that wasn’t obvious enough.

“Well, at least he knows what he’s talking about,” she muttered to herself as she threw the papers aside. There was no use fighting it now, she had spent weeks arguing and it wasn’t getting her anywhere. And it wasn’t like this was a bad idea, it just wasn’t her idea. This was her camp, after all.

---

Okay, maybe this Dr. Hallwinter guy wasn’t such a bad fit. They got off on the wrong foot, having a couple of heated discussions (fights) about things that she could barely remember. But now, she was standing in the corner of the pavilion, watching him give a very animated lecture on stars and planets. Angus McDonald, one of their first campers and the only one who came every single year, kept raising his hand to ask new questions and Hallwinter loved it. The two of them could go back and forth for hours, talking about theories and experiments and life itself. Angus had signed himself up for all of Dr. Hallwinter’s classes for the summer and loved every minute.

And he wasn’t so bad to look at, she supposed.

Lup was snapped out of her reverie by the class laughing very loudly at some Fortnite reference he made. Without realizing it, she smiled too. Dr. Hallwinter looked up at that moment to see her and his grin grew even bigger. With their eyes locked together, he dabbed and the class lost it all over again. When she giggled at that, she could have sworn he was blushing.

---

Every year towards the end of the summer the staff throws a “spooky soiree” to celebrate the end of camp. Everyone dresses up in a science-themed costume, they use the different things they have learned to create gruesome and cool decorations and effects, and they end the night with a ghost story bonfire. It’s easily Lup’s favorite night of camp. She loves amazing all of the younger kids with the cauldrons of “witches brew” (just dry ice in some punch) and grossing them out with the “eyeballs” (peeled grapes). This year she sewed some LEDs into her black vest, creating stars and constellations. Lup glowed in the dark and she fucking loved it.

She was in the middle of a (spooky) explanation of the witch's brew when she caught sight of Dr. Hallwinter walking up to the party. He was wearing a white shirt with lines drawn across it like a measuring cup and a long red robe over it. She was pretty sure he was wearing a graduation cap, too, which would mean…

“Holy shit you’re a graduated cylinder!” Lup shouted at him from across the way.

Immediately squeals of “language, Miss Lup!” began in front of her and she apologized to them as Dr. Hallwinter walked over with a smile on his face.

“Sure, am! This is pretty much my only Halloween costume, but I do love it.”

“Well, it certainly works for you, Dr. Hallwinter.”

He blushed before saying, “Lup, please just call me Barry. We’ve been having this discussion all summer. The only other person who calls me Dr. Hallwinter is Angus.”

As if to prove his point, Taako swooped in at that moment in a chef’s costume with the letters “FE” written on his shirt and yelled, “Excellent costume, Barold! You look even more like a nerd than usual and that’s saying something.”

Barry laughed. “Thank you, Taako, or should I say Iron Chef?”

Taako bowed deeply. “At your service, sir.”

“Dr. Hallwinter, sir!” They saw smoke before they saw Angus and Lup was a little alarmed before she realized that it was part of his costume. The boy had dressed up like a volcano with fake lava and smoke coming out of the top of it. “Look, it works!”

“All right, buddy!” The pair high fived and a weird fuzzy feeling struck Lup while watching the two of them.

“I think they’re about to start the scary stories over by the bonfire, are you coming, sir?”

“Pshh am I coming? Miss Lup asked me if I could host the festivities. Now you go get a good seat and I’ll be right over to start us off.”

Angus saluted him and ran off, eager for the frights ahead.

“Hosting the ghost stories, that’s a big deal Barold. Lup has hosted the bonfire herself for the last - oh, I don’t know, 2 decades?”

Barry turned to Lup, confused. “Is that true? I don’t want to impose or ruin any traditions.”

She waved him off. “Nah, it’s fine. We got off on the wrong foot, think of it as a peace offering.” Stepping closer to him and putting a hand on his shoulder, her voice got quiet. “You’re a member of this family, Barry.”

It was a good thing it was so dark, otherwise she would have seen his face turn a deep red. “You said my name.”

“Yeah, yeah, go get ready to spook some kids, Bluejeans.”

“Bluejeans?”

“You’ve worn the same blue jeans every single day since you started, even when we do activities by the lake. I’m absolutely convinced that you only packed that one pair for the entire summer.”

He sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck. “Well, you’re not entirely wrong.”

“Barold. My dude. You only packed one pair of jeans, no shorts, no swim trunks, for an entire summer at a camp?”

“There might have been a slight mishap on the way here in which I lost my shorts, swim trunks, and half of my underwear.”

No one moved or said anything for a second before Taako finally said, “Barry, you know we go into town once a week to get food for the camp, right?”

Barry just stared into space, regretting all of his life choices that led up to this moment. Lup busted up laughing, harder than anyone had seen her laugh all summer. As she wiped a tear from her eye, she patted his shoulder and said, “Well, I guess you know for next year, right?”

He raised an eyebrow playfully. “Next year, huh?”

“Well, I guess I shouldn’t make any promises until I see how well you do at our bonfire fright fest. Speaking of which, we should definitely be heading over there. I am a little nervous to see how Magnus has been keeping the kids occupied.”

---

Lup stood in the back of the crowd, letting Barry take over the hosting responsibilities of the bonfire. It was one of her favorite parts of camp, but it felt right to let him do it. He was doing really well, enhancing his performance with shadow puppets from the fire and interspersing the scary parts with science puns to ease the nerves of the younger kids. She found it absolutely adorable.

“I think Barold is giving you a run for your money, Lulu.”

“He’s better than I expected, that’s for sure.”

“I’m glad you gave the guy a chance. He’s a good dude.”

She smiled. “He is, isn’t he?”

Taako took a moment, watching his sister watch Barry. “You have the hots for him, don’t you? Jeezy creezy, I should have seen this coming. Those arguments you two had at the beginning were spicy.”

“What?!” Lup said, a little too loudly, face flushing. “I do not have the hots for Dr. Bluejeans. He’s just funny and good with the kids and very smart and looks good in jeans and oh my god I have the hots for Dr. Bluejeans.” Her eyes got wide and she clutched Taako’s arms. “Taako what the fuck am I supposed to do?”

“Lulu, I say this with all the love in my heart: don’t follow your instincts. Right now, your instincts are telling you to let him walk away tomorrow and not say anything, and they are dead wrong.”

“Ughhh but what if he doesn’t feel the same? It ruins the professional relationship we have and then I have to ban him from the camp and then Angus will hate me and we will lose our best customer.”

“Something tells me he also feels the same way.”

“But how do you know that?”

30 minutes earlier

Lup went ahead before the boys to make sure that Magnus hadn’t started a revolution of sorts and that left Barry and Taako to quickly clean up the food before following. Barry’s eyes lingered a little too long on Lup as she was walking away.

“Barold. Are you checking out my sister?”

“What?! No, what makes you think that?”

“I rolled a Nat 20 on perception, Barold. Legally you cannot lie to me. Now tell me: do you have the hots for my sister?”

Barry covered his face with his hands. “Maybe? Yes. Absolutely. Completely. As soon as she called me a poorly-dressed poser on my first day I was done for.”

“Rad. You should do something about that.” Taako started walking towards the bonfire, witch’s brew in hand.

“What, like tell her?”

“Tell her, kiss her, fight her, just something so I get to stop looking at you two making eyes at one another,” Taako yelled back without stopping.

“What - we don’t make eyes at one another, that’s not…she makes eyes at me?”

“Yeah, I think you’re good, my dude.”

The kids started clapping, signaling the end of the story that Magnus was telling.

“All right, thank you Magnus. Very scary, that story about zombie dogs. I think next up we have everyone’s favorite camp director, Miss Lup!”

The kids cheered and Lup had to pull herself together to nail this story that she was definitely going to pull out of her ass because she most certainly hadn't prepared anything.

“Are you kids ready to get the pants scared off of you?”

They screamed enthusiastically.

“All right, this story is about our very own Lake Igneous here at Camp Rocks. Legend has it that there was a woman who used to live in these woods by herself, not letting anyone else get near her. She refused help from anyone that came by, wanting to do everything alone and remain independent. The campers nearby could hear her blowing shit up in the woods and they knew to steer clear. One day, a man stumbled into her home, lost and confused. She lit off several explosions in an attempt to scare him off but he didn’t want to leave.”

As she talked, her eyes found Barry’s.

“He saw how lonely she was and helped her blow shit up. Eventually she grew to really like the man and really enjoyed blowing things up with him.” Barry laughed at that. Lup, suddenly remembering that this was supposed to be a scary story, abruptly tore her eyes away from his.

“They thought it would be a good idea to light some fireworks on the lake, so they took a boat out to the center and created the biggest and most beautiful explosion known to man, taking both of them out. They sacrificed their lives for the dopest light show, and sometimes, on a very clear and quiet night, you can see them in the lake, hand in hand.”

Lup bowed to signal that the story was over and she took her place back next to Taako.

“Lup, that was...pretty rough, not going to lie. Not your best work, that’s for sure.”

“I just got so distracted looking at his dumb face.”

“Yeah, that whole story was glaringly obvious.” She glared at him.

“I just need to get through this night without further making an ass of myself.”

He snorted. “Good luck.”

--

After the bonfire had wrapped up and all the kids were sent to bed, Lup sat at her favorite spot down by the lake to stare at the stars. She always sat here on the final night, reminiscing over the summer.

“Mind if I join you?” Barry’s voice came out of nowhere, but she would be lying if she said she didn’t expect it. Lup didn’t respond, just patted on the ground next to her. “So, your story was -”

“It’s okay, you can say it was shit, because it was. I definitely did not prepare this year like I usually do.”

“-good. I really liked it.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. Especially the part where they die a fiery but beautiful death.”

She snorted and he took the opportunity to move closer to her, their shoulders touching.

“Thank you for letting me join the team this summer.”

“I would say you’re welcome, but I honestly didn’t have much choice in the matter.”

“I know. Thank you for giving me a shot.”

“Again, not much choice in the matter.” He laughed. “You turned out alright. Better than I was expecting.”

“High praise from Miss Camp Director.”

“Would you be interested in coming back next year?”

“Absolutely. Pretty sure Angus would boycott if I didn’t show up.”

“He would just show up on your doorstep. Expect a lot of emails this year. So I’ll see you next summer, then?” He hesitated. “Unless you already have other commitments, it’s fine, don’t worry about it.”

“Lup, I’ll definitely be here next summer. I was just hoping that maybe we could see each other a little sooner than that. Like maybe this Saturday, dinner?”

She smirked. “A little forward, aren’t we, Dr. Bluejeans?” His face dropped.

“Oh, God. Did I totally misread this situation? Fuck, I am so sorry, I am going to just walk into this lake and never come back -” Barry started to get up, mortified.

“Barry, stop.” He looked at her, eyes wide in embarrassment. She shifted so her face was directly in front of his. “You didn’t misread this situation.” And then she kissed him.

@blupjeansweek2021

[lozzypoz321]

Word count: 3.8k!

A/N: this is one of my favourite things I’ve ever written and I’m super proud of it, also the biggest word count I’ve ever done, hope you enjoy and pretty please leave feedback!! <3

Warnings: brief mentions of underage sex, calling of child services, brief mentions of an anxiety attack

Avengers college AU

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Bucky: Guys I’m really desperate

Bruce: what?

Steve: wdym?

Bucky: does anyone have the first period free tomorrow? Can’t afford a babysitter for Riley :/

Tony: nah can’t, I’ve got a busy schedule

Clint: economics man

Bruce: science m8

Nat: same as Clint I’m afraid Jamesy

Clint: wbu Steve?

Steve: library club and I can’t skip

Bucky: >: I

Bucky: I think I may be having a midlife crisis.

Tony: okay 1. You’re 20 and 2. You shouldn’t have gone an’ knocked up a woman at 17

Nat: Tony!

Bucky: You’re acting like you didn’t get some at 17 Tony

Bruce: he has a fair point.

Nat: and anyway Riley’s too pure for your insults Tony

Bucky: uwu

Tony: you have officially turned into every teenage girl Barnes

Nat: anywayyyyyyy, Thor how’re you coping with your brother’s “phase”

Tony: I am starting to think Loki’s goth phase isn’t just a phase Natalie, I caught him walking around in a skull T-shirt with chains this morning

Clint: oh daym

Steve: what are you going to do?

Thor: I am going to show that I respect him by buying him some flowers!

Clint: What abt a chain tho?

Nat: wait, does anyone wanna go to laser tag at some point?

Tony: oooh yes!

Bruce: yeah I’m down! :)

Steve: I’ve got time yeah thanks

Bucky: I never back down from a laser tag game

Nat: great! I’ll book it with Tony’s card

Tony: wait what?

Bucky: oh shit, I’ve gotta go, Riley’s just run away somewhere brb

Clint: oh damn.

Bucky shoved his phone hastily into his pocket and looked around, desperation filling his eyes as they searched for any sign of his daughter. The bushes swayed with the evening breeze and very few people strolled around campus, either going on a walk, meeting up early with friends or getting food. The young adult heavily sighed out of relief when he caught sight of Riley, excitedly chatting to a man, who James quickly identified him as one of his other friends, Sam.

Braking out into a light jog, he made his way across campus to the pair while also trying to avoid bumping into the other students that were now staring at him, in college he was basically known as the fuck boy. Not that he was, the only reason behind it was that he had a daughter at 17 and everyone apart from his friends never saw past that.

“What’re you doing here munchkin?” He asked the small girl who was now shyly smiling at her father. Sam chuckled at the duo and turning his attention away from Riley, “wasn’t her fault dude, just telling me how she’s going to chemistry class tomorrow, can’t wait to see that” he said with a sly smirk on his face.

Bucky mentally sighed, yes it was going to be very tough tomorrow. Not only was she very restless, but she also was very talkative and wouldn’t put a filter on around people older than her, which most of the time could be very offensive. “Yeah! I promised him I’ll be good!”

“Oh really? Well I kinda hoped you’d have something to say to Professor Demon”

“Sam,” he groaned and ran a hand through his hair “his names Damon, if he caught you sayin’ that then we’d get suspended so quickly dude” Riley giggled and looked up at her dad innocently “and then we’d go poor because you suck at getting jobs”

“He sucks at everything” Sam mumbled, earning a glare from the other man. “We better go get some food now, there’s literally nothing in the fridge except a can of tuna, some ketchup and packets of sour sauce from takeout awhile ago”

“Oof man”

The walk to the diner that he had decided on going to after he couldn’t be bothered going grocery shopping was a long one. Riley insisted on stopping for every dog they saw, to ask to stroke it. “Ri’ baby, we can’t keep stopping, we gotta get back to the dorm before it’s your bedtime”

The pout she sent him instantly melted his heart before he realised she knew exactly what she was doing and he readjusted his grip on her hand so she didn’t end up running away again like she did earlier.

-

“Ri’ what do you want?” He asked the child once the waitress had come over asking for their orders. She gave a nonchalant shrug and turned her attention back to the video that was playing on Bucky’s phone that he had given her for the wait. “M’kay so, can we get a,” he took a pause to take a quick glance at the kid’s menu on the table “chicken nuggets and chips please with… chocolate milkshake?”

Riley nodded and the waitress, who from the name tag on her apron, was named Elizabeth, began to write down both his and her order but halfway through gave a quick glance up to Bucky, but when he caught her cheeks flooded red that made his daughter snort.

“Is that all sir?”

“Riley shut up” he quietly told the girl as Elizabeth walked away with her head down. “She was flirting with you dad” she laughed making him jokingly nudge her across the table “Oi, and anyway she’s not my type munchkin”

“Well don’t be too loud, the creeps staring at you dad”

He didn’t mean to, but without thinking his head whipped round to instantly make eye contact with the woman who was biting her lip, her eyes now as big as plates. His cheeks heated furiously as he immediately turned back around to face his adorable giggling daughter. “You better like those chicken nuggets munchkin cause I’ve got to go through this to get them”

“I will dad, I like chickens”

-

“Riley, come on you gotta get some sleep” he groaned once she’d slid onto the sofa where he was writing his assignment last minute for the fifth time that night.

“But dad,” She whined and pulled on the sleeve of the college logo sweater he had pulled on without even thinking about it once they’d got home as he had only just realised he had a paper to write, “I’m not tired and I don’t want to be alone”

His eyes softened at the pleading look on her face that would get him to do anything she wanted him to “m’kay baby, how about we go into into the bedroom and you try to get some sleep while I finish this up”

She nodded enthusiastically and he picked up the study books and paper in one hand and Riley in the other, deep eye bags could be found on his face from the lack of sleep that he had spent pulling all-nighters working on college work and began to make his way into the small room that had a single bed pressed up against the wall with a mattress next to it, an abundance of blankets on both.

He set the small girl onto the single bed and lowered himself down into the smaller one, using the bed frame to press his back against and using a hardback book underneath the paper to rest on.

“Why do people stare at you?” Bucky only just heard Riley mumble as her eyes struggled to keep open. He stopped writing but kept his hand in the same place while grinder his teeth, wondering what to say. “Cause baby… people don’t really think that I should have you this young,” he struggled to find the words as he felt his daughter roll onto her back to listen “but they don’t understand that I love you a lot, don’t I munchkin?”

Riley giggled behind him and uttered a small yes. “At least they haven’t tried to take me away again”

The young man's breath hitched in the back of his throat at the memory flashed through his mind. They’d been watching a movie with Steve after their classes and a knock had sounded on the door.Apparently, Child services had been called by one of the students and they tried to take her away but he wouldn’t let them, they had threatened to take him to court because the living settings were not meant for a child but 17-year-old Steve had calmly spoken to them outside the room while James had been on the edge of a panic attack inside.

“Yeah, scared me Ri’” his horse voice answered back making her eyebrows scrunch in confusion “I’m not going anywhere dad. Well, unless I die but y’know”

He sent her a bitch face look over his shoulder which made her uncontrollably giggle. Bucky chuckled and set his attention back to the essay while absent mindedly talking to her about random things.

“Is Loki gonna be at the laser tag place?” She asked and added on excitedly “oooh can I come dad?!”

“Sure doll, let me tell the guys”

Buck: we got plus ones on this laser tag thing?

Bruce: whyyyy??

Thor: oooh if that is the case I would very much like to take my brother!

Nat: oh are you bringing Riley then?

Buck: yup

Steve: I don’t see why not

Tony: I’m off to speak to this really hot girl

Clint: what that spice girl?

Buck: do you mean pepper?

Clint: ah yes!

He chuckled at the screen and chucked his phone to the side while looking up to his daughter on the bed above him, going to tell her they approved before stopping and smiling to himself as he caught sight of her peaceful, sleeping form.

Without waking her up, he got off the mattress and tucked in the blankets, quietly laughing as he retrieved the earbuds she had borrowed in the diner from her pocket. “Night munchkin”

-

Bucky groaned as the ringing of his phone awoke him, the technology next to his ear from when he had fallen asleep sat up. “Wha’?”

It was so early in the morning that he didn’t even have the energy to think of a proper sentence, never mind say one.

Steve: hey guys make sure your ready, it starts an hour after school

Clint: Steve. School. Finishes. At. 6. Pm. What. Tf. Do. You. Mean. It. Starts. In. An. hour. After.

Nat: we thought you could do with a late start

Tony: fuck you Romanoff

Clint: ten bucks says she’s smirking rn

Buck: ughhh

Bruce: I feel exactly the same way

Buck: no you don’t. I spent up until 6 am doing that English essay I forgot about

Tony: oof

Bucky: I will physically be running on caffeine this morning so be ready

He took a look around the messy room before deciding he would clean it another day and raised himself onto his feet before making sure Riley was still on the single bed asleep. He made his way to the tiny kitchen that held a mini-fridge, microwave, kettle and an oven with two counters on one side to make himself a cup of coffee that he was depending on if he had to spend an hour of his day running around in sweaty gear and a fake gun while making sure his daughter didn’t run away to get some sort of snack.

“Fuck” he mumbled as the loud whirring of the kettle started, sure to wake Riley up. “I’m tired” he heard a voice groan behind him, making the man whirl around, instantly making eye contact with his daughter. Sighing out of relief and returning back to the drink he was previously making. “So am I doll, yet you can’t have coffee”

He made her go get dressed and brush her teeth while he had a mental breakdown over what he was going to do about the paper he didn’t manage to finish before he fell asleep last night.

“Dad,” Bucky looked up to find Riley once again dressed in a pair of Joggers and a baggy T-shirt that she’d dragged out of the very few clean clothes in her draw “someone’s messaging your laptop”

She struggled to hold up the open device that showed multiple emails from one of his professors questioning his performance in class for the recent weeks. He inwardly cursed and took the laptop from her to begin emailing her back, choosing to ignore the insults she had thrown at him and his daughter in the middle of it.

“She is so full of-“ he stopped halfway through the sentence, noticing that Riley was sat next to him, quietly playing a YouTube video on his phone. “Whatcha watching Ri’?” He asked, his attention still focusing on trying to be professional in the email back. “c- c-“ she struggled to pronounce the word so she passed it to him.

“Commentary channels?” The man asked with a laugh, thinking about how most parents wouldn’t even let their 4 child near a video like that but yet again he wasn’t like most parents. He was 20 and had to do this alone.

“Oh yeah”

“Come on munchkin, we gotta get to first period before we’re late” he told her and grabbed his backpack to quickly shove his college things in before glancing at the digital clock on his phone and scooping Riley up so they could get there quicker.

Halfway through the panicked running across campus, the small girl decided she needed a nap and fell asleep against his shoulder, making Natalia laugh as they passed.

As soon as he arrived in the classroom he knew it was a bad idea when 11 pair of eyes fell to his, heavily panting and holding an asleep 4-year-old.

“Sir he’s late” a girl, younger than him moaned to the teacher who was now shrugging his shoulders “I don’t care”

“But professor, why’d he bring the baby?”

Bucky had enough of everyone staring at him, he readjusted the bag on his back before making his way to the back of the class, sitting in an empty seat in between Sam and Tony and placed Riley on his lap.

“That’s a good question Jaimee, Barnes?”

“Couldn’t find anyone to look after her professor” he mumbled in response, making sure to be loud enough to hear. “No babysitter?”

“Can’t afford it sir”

He didn’t once make eye contact with anyone in the room, instead putting his attention on the books that he was bringing out of his bag. “You alright man?” Tony whispered across the desk and flicked a pen at him, “Oi” Bucky hissed as the metal came in contact with the side of his head making Sam laugh loudly at him.

“Dad,” a mumble was heard quietly, making the older man look at his daughter, eyes that were previously closed were now looking up at his wide with pleading “I’m hungry”

If he was anywhere else in the world he would have sworn loudly, but right now he was in a class with 10 other students and his daughter. “Okay baby, but you're gonna have to wait for a while, we’re in my class but I’ll get you something after okay?”

She nodded and rested her hair back against his chest, making him smile slightly as he went back to taking notes of the class. “I’ve got skittles,” Sam held out the family-sized packet of sugary sweets making Riley do grabby hands towards it. Without asking Sam gave her it, earning a goofy smile from the girl. “Thank you dude but she’s literally gonna get the biggest sugar rush possible now”

“Aha, can’t wait to see that”

-

By halfway through the period Riley was already rocking back and forth on the balls of her feet, on the spot next to Bucky’s chair, his hand holding hers to make sure she didn’t run up to the front and distract everyone. “Dad, are you going to work tonight?”

“Yeah munchkin, not for long though, you can stay with Stevie. How about that?”

“Yeah, m’kay”

Suddenly the professor spoke up, directing his attention to Bucky “Barnes, the symbol Sb stands for stibium or stibnite. What is the modern name of this element?”

“That doesn’t sound like English dad” Riley loudly whispered to him, making the class laugh, “and what do you think the answer is?”

The girl pondered for a second and looked at her dad with seriousness drawn upon her features “...tell me,”

-

“Laser in the house!” Clint exclaimed in excitement once everyone had found their way to the front of campus where they’d agreed to meet.

“I like lasers,” Riley gushed while smiling brightly making most of the young adults chuckle, Loki however, did not. “Why did you have to bring me?” The man grumbled, sending a death glare towards his brother.

“Why are you dressed like that?”

“Riley no-“

“Did you go through childhood trauma to endure this?”

“Ri’ you can’t ask-“

“Why is there a child?” Loki asked as if he had only just noticed she was there. “She is Barnes’ daughter brother” Thor said and gently patted her head, making her scowl.

“You have a daughter?”

“I’ve had her for 4 years dude”

“Oh”

Steve grabbed his phone from his pocket and glanced at the time “guys we’ve gotta be there in half an hour we better get goin’”

“Alright Rogers, you really do like to keep track of time don’t you?” Tony asked and rolled his eyes making Nat nudge him in the ribs. “Tony, I’m not that old”

“You're 21, everyone else is 20 punk” Bucky teased him but stopped when he sent him a death glare. “Erm, I’m not 20.” The young girl pointed out while everyone else started making their way to the entertainment place. “Smart girl Ri’”

“Wait, do we need to decide the teams?” Bruce asked everyone once Bucky and Riley had caught up with the rest. “Ooooh,” Clint exclaimed with wide eyes “dibs on Natasha! She’s got good aim.”

“I’m gonna stick with you. Power team” Bucky whispered down to the stupidly smiling girl as she nodded furiously. By the time everyone had chosen their teammates and managed to agree, the group had arrived. “This’ll be great” Bruce sighed once they’d caught sight of the room of light-up vests with attached laser guns.

“Rules,” a middle-aged man who looked like he’d given up on life, walked into the room with a clipboard in hand “No Running, No Physical Contact, Hold Laser with Both Hands, No Climbing, Players must be careful when manoeuvring around interior arena walls, Please let us know if any of your guests suffer from the following: Asthma, epilepsy or suffer from seizures caused by fog or strobe lights.”

Everyone was quiet for a second before Steve quietly spoke up with a blush “I have asthma, sir.”

The worker took a pause and pondered for a moment, as though this had never happened in his whole 68 years of working there, “just… don’t start a fire alright?”

They all nodded in agreement, just happy that he’d been let in, and began to enter the massive room where the game was about to take place. “Right, so, let’s not rugby tackle people like you did last time,” Steve said and mostly directed it to Thor who smiled sheepishly “cause- err, there’s a kid, yeah, Riley, that’s it”

Bucky chuckled and picked up the fake laser gun as the lights began to darken, “let’s get this party started”

As soon as the words left his mouth, chaos ensured, young adults setting off running to find a place to set-up camp. As he wanted to be fast, Bucky quickly picked up Riley and began to run towards a pillar so he could hide behind it, so he’s able to get a good view of people.

“How does it work?” Riley whispered from the spot of her back pressed against his chest so she could also see and indicated towards the gun. “Gotta put your finger on the trigger” he instructed and took ahold of her index finger and brought it over to the weapon, placing the rest of her hand on the handle while her other one held the underneath of the top part, trying not to drop it.

The whole room was silent for a good 5 minutes before Bucky decided to make a move, taking hold of the collar of her jacket to gently pull her up with him. Not holding Riley’s hand as she would have ended up dropping the laser gun if she didn’t have two hands on it.

The two of them scouted out the place trying to be quiet so they didn’t get caught. Suddenly, making them jump, a loud zapping sounded in the distance, indicating that someone had found an enemy. He began to run away from the sound, after making sure his daughter was following and attempting to find somewhere to hide again but this time he didn’t find a deserted place.

“Aha!” Nat yelled and jumped out from behind a pillar while aiming the laser at Bucky’s chest. His panicked yelling and screaming filled the air as he made a run for it, completely forgetting about his teammate left behind and the rule “no running”. Suddenly, before he could brace himself his body went flying, his foot getting stuck on a stray shoe that belonged to Thor. At the same time Steve had jumped out, meaning to get the man in the chest, but instead Bucky had landed on him, using him to muffle the landing, earning an “ow man...” in return.

Bucky wanted to move, he really did, but he just couldn’t. He was in a trance, his and Steve’s baby blue eyes made eye contact, without knowing what he was doing, Steve’s body involuntarily leant up: closer to the younger man. His lips never looked more inviting, but all of a sudden a yell broke out in the room.

“Dad! Help! Nat nearly got me!”

The father scrambled up off the floor, his mind going a million miles an hour about what just happened and why it was wrong. He was his best friend. He should only see him as a friend.

Without meaning to, he ran away from him, not bothering to even spare Steve a second glance in search of his daughter, who was now cowered in one of the room's corners, trying not to get shot. Bucky chuckled slightly at the tactic and crossed the room, luckily not being noticed by Tony and Nat who were having a shoot off at each other from their opposite ends in the room.

“Nat nearly got you Ri’?”

“M’ yeah and you weren’t there.”

Guilt coursed through the mans veins as he remembered that he’d left her, but before his mind could go wondering to the events after it, he stopped himself, “sorry munchkin”

“Is’ okay, just don’t do it again dad”

He silently laughed at the sincerity in her voice and grabbed her hand to lead her away from the battle scene so they could get somebody else in the laser tag game. In quiet discussions they settled on Bruce, the one who was most likely to not be paying attention, and if he was it would still be easy to take aim without him seeing.

“Come on Ri, we got this.”

-

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[wwhbtsjin]

Merry Christmas, My Love

Genre: Smut and fluff...smut and fluff………….. 

WARNINGS: Sexual content including fingering, unprotected sex, dirty talk, oral, daddy kink

Word Count: 2.8k

A/N: Happy Holidays! I hope you and your loved ones are staying safe!!

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Christmas decorations, christmas tree, wrapping paper, cookies,fuzzy socks and pajamas, and hot chocolate. All of your favorite things for the holidays were strewn across the shared living room that you and your boyfriend Taehyung owned. It was such a rare occasion for him to be home so often due to his busy schedule of being a member of one the most popular boy groups in the world, BTS. But the world is different right now, and because of the Pandemic, Taehyung was able to actually be home for Christmas this year. He had both Christmas Eve and Christmas Day off.

With him being home you decided to take advantage of it and fully embrace the Christmas spirit with him. Currently, Taehyung was still knocked out so you wanted to surprise him with breakfast. You slipped out of bed and instead of changing, you decided to change into a red checkered onesie, that was also the matching pair to the one you bought Taehyung while he was out recording a video.

You decided to cook Taehyung a non traditional Korean breakfast, which was French Toast! He loved your cooking and would eat literally everything you make for him so you figured this would suffice. You took out all the necessary ingredients and even decided to add a side of bacon for him too. 

While you were cooking you felt a pair of strong arms wrap around your waist, “Good morning Jagi.” Tae’s voice was still groggy signaling that he had just gotten out of bed and went straight to look for you, “What are you cooking? What are you wearing?”

“Good morning my love,” you turned your head slightly and pecked him on the cheek, “I’m making us some breakfast. And since it’s the day before Christmas, I want to fully embrace the holiday spirit even if we’re stuck at home. Go get changed. I put the matching pair to this onesie on your bedside table.” 

“Ughhh,” he groaned and started pecking kisses in the crook of your neck, “Do I have toooooo.” He gripped you even tighter and pulled you closer to him while you cooked. You felt something poke you down there when you realized he just woke up, so of course there would be some wood. “Can we take care of his first?” He didn’t take his lips off of your neck and his hands started rubbing your thighs as he grinded his hardened member against you, “Please??”

“Nope,” you giggled and placed the finished french toast onto a plate, “If you’re a good boy today, I’ll give you a reward. How does that sound?” 

“You’re such a tease….but fine.” Taehyung gave up, “I’ll go put the onesie onnnn.”

You managed to finish cooking in the short time span that Taehyung went to get changed and brushed his teeth. When he came back your eyes lit up, “Oh...my...gosh...you are absolutely adorable!” You turned off the stove and ran up to him. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you tiptoed to give him a quick peck on the cheek, “Absolutely adorable. I could squeal. I could shower you with a bunch of kisses right now!”

Suddenly, he picked you up and placed you on the counter. He nestled himself in between your legs and looked into your eyes. His were dark and full of hunger, not for your french toast, but for you, “I’d like that” He leaned his head into your neck and began to leave little love bites as he made his way down.

 A small moan escaped your mouth and you gripped onto his long black hair, “T-tae Oppa…”.

“Y’know, your cute little moans are okay for me too,” His hand began to rub your thigh, his hand slowly making his way to the source of your warmth, “I’m also fine with having you for breakfast instead of French Toast.” His hand began to rub your core outside of your onesie.

You couldn’t control your breathing, it kept on growing shakier and shakier. Taehyung had a way of getting to you, and you both hated it and loved it at the same time. But before you even attempted to allow him to go further, your stomach growled, louder than your moans to be exact, “O-oppa…’’

Taehyung sighed into your neck, “Ugh, fine!” He looked up at you through his hair, “We can eat breakfast, but you owe me Jagi!” He spanked your ass and then you hopped off the counter. 

“Help me with this Oppa!” You gestured for him to grab the tray of french toast while you held the bacon and a jug of orange juice. Taehyung brought it to the kitchen table but you pouted, “Let’s watch Christmas movies while we eat!” You gestured your head to the coffee table in front of the television in the living room.

“You’re a messy eater Jagi,” Tae pouted and stood by the kitchen table, “We should eat here and then we can cuddle and watch Christmas movies after.” 

You sighed in defeat, “Man...you’re right. I guess so.” You set the bacon and juice down, “I wanted to sit in your lap though…” You scratched the back of your head. 

Suddenly Taehyung pulled you down and wrapped his arms around you, “Nothing says you can’t do that now,” Taehyung kissed your cheek, “Plus I get to feed you.”

“Okay...SIR, why do you get to feed me? I have two working hands!” You started cutting a piece of french toast, “No, eat so we can cuddle!”

“You’re lucky I love you and miss you.” You heard him grumble from behind you and watched his beautiful hands cut the french toast.

“You literally see me every night, we do share a bed together y’know.”

“Okay well, when I come home you’re already knocked out and I don’t want to wake you because I know you’re tired,” he sighed and put a big chunk of his food in his mouth, “Don’t get me wrong, I love being able to cuddle you and kiss you to the ends of the earth. I love holding you at night, but I really do miss getting to spend time in the day with you. When you’re you know...awake…”

“Well you’ll get that these next two days!” You smiled up at him, “I just really missed you too.” You turned slightly just so you could hug him, “Let’s get all these Christmas preparations done so we can have the rest of the day to ourselves okay?” 

“I know you love Christmas so we’ll do everything you’ve been waiting to do with me these next two days okay?” He kissed your forehead, “I’ve been away a lot and I’m sorry. I haven’t spent much time with you. I hope you’re not mad at me for that. I really will make it up to you, I promise.”

“Oppa I know. You’ve been working hard. It’s not like you’re away partying. I’m proud of the work you're putting in. And I’ll always be your number one fan,” you stretched your head up to give a warm kiss to Taehyung, “Now let’s get these Christmas preparations going! Put those dishes in the sink! I’ll go and get the ornaments ready and we’ll decorate our tree!”

“I can’t believe you really waited until the day before Christmas to decorate with me,” he sighed, “I’m sorry I made you wait this year.” 

“Oppa stop apologizing! At least we get to do it together! Now you take the top half of the tree and I’ll do the bottom half!” You handed him a tub of your ornaments and then you got on your knees. A tree liner was the most important so you took the red sparkly tree liner you guys owned and placed it along the bottom of the tree. You then  started to line ornaments along the bottom half. 

A shadow appeared above you and you looked up and saw Taehyung hard at work placing ornaments on the tree. You stared for a bit, the way his black hair laid right on top of his deep brown eyes, how sharp his jawline was. Damn lucky is what you were, you have a literal prince for a boyfriend. A hunky prince at that.

“Like what you see baby girl?” Taehyung smirked and looked down at you, “There’s more to me than my face you know.”

Wondering what he was talking about, you didn’t realize until he poked you with his still hardened member, that was currently restrained behind the onesie you had forced him to wear. You looked back up at him, he wasn’t looking at you, he was working on the tree with a small smirk on his face. Subconsciously, he was nudging his hardened member towards you. You decided to give him what he wanted, because it was fair, he was giving you what you wanted by decorating the tree. Your hand reached up and started to palm his member outside the onesie.

Taehyung hissed, “That’s a good girl...Let Daddy know when to take this off.” You knew there was no backing out now. Half of your Christmas list was not about to get done now because of this.

But oh well, Taehyung has been wanting you all morning and well now, you wanted him. You continued to palm as he grew harder and harder. The poor thing was probably suffocating on the inside. You brought your lips down to the fabric and began planting kisses and little sucks all around the tent on his crotch.

“Baby, you can’t just tease me like that,” Taehyung started unbuttoning his onesie, “I want you to take me all in, everywhere baby…” He let out a small moan as the onesie dropped to his ankles. His hardened member sprung out, tip red and swollen with precum dripping, “Make daddy feel good baby girl and I’ll give you a reward.” 

You gave his tip a small little cat lick before wrapping your hand, just barely, around his thickness.The tip of his member soon was in your mouth and you were sloshing your tongue around it, tasting the saltiness from his precum. The vibrations from your moans onto Taehyung’s dick sent chills down his spine.

“That’s it, now take it all like a big girl would.” He forced his whole length into your throat, making you gag a bit, but you took it like a champ. Your head began to bob up and down it, stroking it along the way, driving Taehyung nuts. It’s been a while since you two last had passionate moments, so you both were antsy for this, “Ugh, you’re so good baby girl. Go faster for daddy.” 

You moaned as you felt him get bigger in your mouth. His hands tangled in your hair and pushed your head down his length even more. Your muffled moans and his loud groans began to fill the room. “A little more baby girl...a little more than daddy will give you a reward.” Taehyung was thrusting in and out of your mouth before pulling out quickly, making your mouth pop. He sweeped you up into his arms, “My onesie is off so yours needs to come off too.” 

You kissed Taehyung passionately as he carried you over to the couch. He set you down and crawled on top of you. Not separating from your lips, he began to unzip your onesie from the back. You slipped your arms off and he pulled it down leaving your top half completely exposed. 

“Naughty girl, not wearing a bra…” he left your lips and made his way down your neck, “making me wonder about your bottom half. I guess I’ll have to find out for myself. But I think I’ll have to take me time to get there.” He smirked and began leaving love marks all along your neck.

“O-Oppa…” you moaned as his hands began to fondle with your breast, “I-I didn’t tease you that badly.” You ran your fingers through his hair and hid your face in your shoulder.

He placed one of his free hands on your chin and tilted your head up, “Keep it up for daddy. I can’t reach all of your neck if you hide it.” His eyes met yours for a quick second, filled with hunger, and at that moment you knew you were in for a really long morning. He made his way down lower to your breasts, leaving a trail of kisses along the way. His warm lips so found his way to one of your nipples and after giving it a cat lick, his lips fully engulfed it. A louder moan left your mouth making Taehyung smile against your skin. His other hand trailed down your body and soon, his fingers were right over your core. He began rubbing it slowly though your pajamas making you squirm a bit under him, “You’re being such a good girl,” his fingers pressed harder as he rubbed your outside a bit faster, “You wouldn’t want to ruin it. Daddy will have to punish you if you make me unhappy.”

“S-sorry daddy,” You managed to choke out as your grip on his hair got tighter, “B-but if you go this hard right away...I might not last.”

“Hmm that’s true,” suddenly he let go of you, “Stand up and take off this ridiculous onesie.”

You pouted, as much as you were turned on right now, you didn’t think it was ridiculous. Sitting there, you hoped he realized what he just said.

Sure enough, he got the hint. His eyes widened, “Jagi! It-it’s not ridiculous! I-I didn’t mean it!” he held onto your hand as you stood up, “Jagi!”

“You’re lucky I really want you right now,” you stuck your tongue out at him, “You got dish duty later.” Soon enough you were standing in front of Taehyung naked except for a santa hat on. 

He smirked seductively and came close to you. His hands ran up and down the sides of your body sending shivers down your spine. One hand stopped on the lower part of your back while the other went down to play with your wet folds, “Don’t look away from me, keep your eyes on me the whole time.” He slipped a finger in you at the end of that sentence making you jump in surprise. You started slowly grinding and Tae slipped in two fingers and made his speed faster, “That’s my girl...cum for daddy.” And as if on cue, your walls clenched around his fingers, your breaking point nearing.

“T-tae!” You squeaked and soon released all over his fingers.

“It’s daddy,” he growled into your ear as soon as you calmed down from your high, “You’re in for a punishment now for calling me that.” His hand moved to one of your inner thighs, pushed it open and then positioned himself over you. He rubbed the tip of his member before sliding it into you, “Yes baby...you’re so wet for me…” He groaned into your ear, each one getting louder every thrust he took, “I love seeing you like this...it’s so hot.” He said, every warm breath he took hit your neck.

“D-daddy...I-” 

“You what baby girl?” Taehyung smirked and left bites along your neck as his thrusts got faster, “Talk dirty to daddy, help me cum.”

“Daddy...just keep going,” you started to scratch his back, “I’m getting close, you feel so good inside me.” Dirty talk was never your forte. But you always tried your best to satisfy Tae’s needs.

  His speed quickened up and your walls clenched tight around him inside of you, “Oh my...baby girl,” he crashed his lips onto yours, giving you sloppy kisses before pulling away, “Fuck I can’t hold it anymore.” Soon he released inside of you, making you do the same at the same time.

You two just stayed still, holding each other, while trying to catch your breath. He soon slipped out of you and kissed your forehead, “I love you baby girl. And I missed you so much. It’s been a while since I’ve gotten to hold you in my arms.” He laid down on the couch and pulled you into his embrace, the warmth from both of your naked bodies radiating from the both of you. Taehyung reached for a blanket and then wrapped it around the two of you, “Let’s put on a Christmas movie and just stay like this for a while.”

“We still gotta decorate the tree though.” You giggled and gave him a soft peck on the lips.

“After we take a rest,” he put on a movie, “and before round 2.”

“ROUND 2?” your eyes widened at his statement.

“Merry Christmas baby girl.” 

You punched him and then sighed, “Merry Christmas Oppa. I love you.”

[sadgurllayha]

Blankets & Bottles- Zion.K

A/N- Ok so this is another request from my bby @ts20kuwonu​, and I just UGHHH THE IDEA OF HOT MEN AND CUTE CHILDREN JUST 😫 soo yeah enjoy!

Word Count- 3.8K

Song Rec- 

Wiping your upper lip of sweat, you set the broom to the side of the kitchen and lysol down the are once more. Kicking of your slippers, you plunge onto the couch with a deep sigh and bask in the cleanliness of your home. It’s not often that people come over due to the whole covid nonsense, but you get to see the boys and their s/o‘s pretty often. Today however you had quite the task on your hand having to babysit a child, while dealing with the big kid you already live with. 

Last night you had noticed that ansley seemed pretty groggy over the phone and most days the boys are busy with the new album. So today being one of their few days off during the week you hesitantly suggested watching baby t for the day. Now you weren’t hesitant cause you didn’t want him to come over it was just that you know how first moms can be with baby and maybe they don’t want to expose him to anything. But, to your surprise, Ansley and Austin jumped at the idea and excitedly told you guys to be ready for 9 AM, and well, there goes sleeping in. 

Jumping at the sound of the doorbell, you called for zion as you went to unlock the front door. Bustling in to drop off the baby ansley nearly knocked you over, and austin just gave you a tired smirk. 

“Sooooo I’m asumming y’all are ready for the day off huh” you said teasingly.

Patting your butt, Zion goes to take Theo out of his car seat. 

“Well, if y’all are gonna be doing some sleeping, then sleep soundly cause we got this!” Zion scooped up Theo as he cooed.

“ummm yeah all we will be doing today is sleeping, and laundry, and cleaning, and maybe some more sleeping if we have time, because believe it or not Z all parents have time for is that, especially when their so little.” Austin chuckled at Zion’s expression at the indication for no “Adult Time”. 

“Damn so we won’t be doing that anytime soon mama right?”

Nuzzling theo into your chest you looked up at him and said

“Not unless your planning on putting a ring on this finger sir.”

Snorting at your exchange Ansley walked back to the front to put on her shoes, 

“Ok so there are 3 ready bottles in there, two full bags of breastmilk, and a can of formula just incase, his body wash and lotion, as well as some cream cause he has a rash on his chest and chin. His swaddler, 6 changes of clothes, 2 nighties and 2 blankets, enough diapers and wipes to last you a full week and all the other little things are in a separate compartment in the bag. Now unless he’s dying or you really need us to come get him, consider him your child for the next 24 hours. Austin will come get him in the morning and with that” 

She stops to push austin out the door and pops her head in the crack, 

“Thank you so so so so so soooo much, and I definitely owe you for getting my some “Adult Time”. wiggling her eyebrows suggestively she shut and locked the door.

Giggling at her excitement for some alone time with her bae, that reminded you of yours. Shuffling back to the living room you stopped around the corner because god this man would be the death of you. Having worked hard all morning and just showered before Theo came, you knew he was already sleepy but to see him skin to skin with theo, all cuddled up underneath the blankets was just... let’s just say you caught baby fever realllll quick. 

About three hours later, you had come to the conclusion that Theo was an angel baby sent from the lord himself! He rarely cries, unless it was for food or to be changed, he was so joyful, laughing at every word that came out of zion’s mouth and he loved to cuddle. What’s even better is that he loved to cuddle Z. Throughout the day you would just find the two of them all loved up. On the couch, in bed, walking thru the kitchen, even on live T was like a little koala bear. 

By the end of the day y’all were worn but one thing was for sure, maybe you weren’t completely ready for a little one of your own, but y’all could definitely practice

In more ways than one...

[stony-spn]

Late night issues

(established relationship, hurt/comfort)

Tony Stark is a genius. He can handle anything. He is IronMan....Man...That’s the problem he isn’t a man anymore. Since the attack on New York has been a complete fail for Loki. He has settled for little things like playing practical jokes on the avengers, and this time his target was Tony. Loki found a kick in changing Tony into a woman. And this is how Tony’s worst days came to life.

“UGHHH” came from Tony’s side of bed. The whole night Tony has been shifting and making noises. Tony groaned again but this time it was too loud and it woke Steve up who was sleeping besides him. “Baby what’s wrong?” Steve sounds concerned, Tony thinks. “Go back to sleep Steve, I am fine” he says has he shifts alittle more to his side of  the bed so that Steve can sleep peacefully. Because got knows that this man needs it. Who wakes up at 4 in the morning for a run. Tony’s train of thought is lost between an other pain that shoots in the lower region of his stomach and back. Tony tries his best to not mouth the pain but it gets to much as an additional groan leaves his lips. Steve turns to Tony with his body up with one hand and the other resting on Tony’s cheeks “You don’t sound fine to me” Steve says has he starts examining Tony’s body for any reason to way Tony was in pain. The sight alone made Tony feel alot better but it was soon destroyed by the pain that kept growing. “Captain, my apology for interrupting. But my suggestion is to call Agent Romanoff.” JARVIS spoke in the quite room. “Why? If I am sick or dying wouldn’t Brucie bear be of more help?” Tony questioned his AI who seemed to have noticed Tony’s confusing and provided with a simple answer for all his doubts “Sir, you seem to be having a lady issue that will be best guided by Agent Romanoff” That is when it hit Tony that not only his physical appearance changed, He is a complete woman until this spell wears off which means periods, pregnancy, peeing while sitting down, everything. “JAY CALL NAT” Tony yelled “BEFORE I BLEED TO DEATH.” JARVIS replied a lot amused by the situation. Tony does not remember programming that before Tony can say anything he hears little giggles coming from Steve. “What are you laughing at?” Tony questions a little annoyed, this is not funny why is his husband playing when he is in so much pain. Steve removes his hand from Tony’s face. Steve’s hand traveled down towards his neck then to his chest which still feels weird because of the boobs, his hand rests there for a while cupping one of his breast through the shirt, finally settling on Tony’s stomach. “Nothing. I’ll wait outside, while you and Nat figure this out” Steve voice was filled with affection has his thumb made small circles on Tony’s stomach. As much as Tony didn’t want this to end he knew that this was where he drew a line this is something Steve should never see. The room is filled with a soft knock, Steve gets up to head outside and let there visitor in to help his husband.

It took a couple of minutes but Tony got a hold of the whole tampon thing tho it does still feel weird. “It’s just for a couple of days. In the morning we can go for ice cream.” Natasha says with a little frown on her face, Tony is never going to get used to Natasha showing her emotions, everyone thought Natasha would be the last one to show any kind of emotions but she was he first. Always on everyone’s side and Tony was so thankful for that. “Thank you Nat. But I don’t think I will be able to do anything with this pain. How do you all do this?” He says. “oh you’ll get used to it. Or the spell will wear off. Which ever comes first. Now I’ll be going. You want me to call Steve in?” Natasha has a hint of glee in her voice. “No I’ll first change the sheets.” Tony says as he looks down at his side of the bed which now has a spot of blood on this white silk sheets, he needs to get a new mattress but that can wait till later right now he needs to burn the sheets. “You want help with that.” Natasha asks while her hand is on the door knob. Tony shakes his hand and rises his hand in disapproval, he can handle changing sheets, it can’t be that hard. After few moments of struggle Tony finally got the sheets changed. Now it’s time to call the most important pillow. Tony leaves the room in a mission to find his husband, take him back to their room, and ask him to rub his stomach until he feels better. As Tony was about to ask JARVIS about Steve whereabouts. He spots Steve on the couch sleeping with his mouth open. It is such a beautiful sight tho Tony was really looking forward for that belly rub, he can’t bring himself to wake Steve up. Tony decides to just settle with this and went to lay on top of Steve, He’s going to feel it in the morning. As soon as Tony lays on top of Steve. Steve’s hands automatically went around Tony’s now much more tiny waist. As his thumb rubbed the lower part of Tony’s back. This was nothing Tony imagined for himself, he never thought he deserved any kind of love but right now in Steve’s arms like this he knows he belongs here. Tony takes a deep breath taking in Steve’s scent which reminds Tony of home. “Hey.” Steve says in a low voice. Tony felt his stomach do flips just by Steve’s voice. It made Tony a little too excited. Tony raised his head from Steve’s chest and gave a quick kiss on the place where his head of rested before settling in again and closing his eyes, he had a long night and now he just wants to lay down with his husband “Shh go to sleep baby.” Tony says has he closes his eyes and lets sleep take over him but before he can fall completely. He feels Steve kiss in his hair “I love you” Steve whispers. Tony falls asleep with a smile on his face.

 Tony wakes up to the smell of beacon. He shifts to find his husband but came to an empty side of bed. Wait bed, how did he get here. As Tony was about the get up, his bedroom door opened to reveal Steve with a tray. “Oh you’re awake. How are yo feeling my love?” Steve asked as he sat the tray on the side table, one hand went straight to Tony’s stomach rubbing ever so gently while he other hand cupped Tony’s small face. Tony felt like he was on top of the world, he closed his eyes to feel every moment on his belly as he moved into the touch that cupped his face. All this made Tony moan loudly and he would be embarrassed if he wasn’t so out of his. It all felt so good that he forgot that Steve asked him a question or that Steve brought food. Tony opened his eyes to see his husbands beautiful blue eyes that made him wonder that if there is anything more beautiful than this. Steve was looking at Tony with so much love and care that it was enough to send another moan of pleasure out but this time it was lost in Steve’s mouth as Tony went in to kiss him hungrily but still trying to convey all the emotions he was feeling. Steve kissed back with same hungry and desire. They made out for a couple of minutes before Tony pulled away. “As much as I am loving this. I am hungry. So I am going to fill myself up with my husband’s brilliant cooking.” Tony said as he took his cup of coffee. “I would rather fill you with something else but we can’t do that right now.” Steve had a smirk on his face as he looked Tony directly in his eyes. Tony chocked a little on his coffee as he heard Steve laughing and going into the bathroom probably to take care of his situation that Tony decided not to think about for his own sake. 

The next couple of days went by with Steve taking care of Tony. One afternoon, Steve was at shield for a meeting with Fury. Tony was deep in his lab working on some problems with his new suit when suddenly Tony felt light headed. Deciding that 45 hours of work was enough to earn a break. He went to the elevator. “Common room JARVIS” As he waited for the elevator to reach it’s destination the whole room started to spin. Everything was out of control, out of reach, there was nothing to help Tony to stay up. He went on his keens so that if he collapsed he won’t hit his head as hard. His hands went on his chest as he kept reminding himself how this is just a panic attack. The doors of the elevator opened but Tony was too out to do anything instead he prepared himself for the impact as his face would hit the ground but after a while of waiting he realized that someone was holding him up. ‘TONY! TONY CAN YOU HEAR ME?JARVIS CALL BRUCE.’ Clint yelled at Tony to get a response from him. Tony deciding to take that sleep that Steve was talking about and started to fall towards the darkness. “TONY KEEP YOUR EYES OPEN. BRUCE IS COM-” The rest of the words were cut by the darkness behind Tony’s eyes.

“I’m not dead. Stop worrying.” Tony said as he tried to adjust the bright lights of the room. “TONY BABY ARE YOU ALRIGHT” That was Steve’s voice, a really loud Steve. “I will be if you stop yelling.” Tony said as he looked to the right side of his bed where the voice came from, and there he was. Tony’s husband Steve Stark-Rogers. “You are a sight for sore eyes Steve Stark-rogers.” Tony said with as much innocence as he could master. It doesn’t take a genius to know he is in trouble. “I can say the same Tony Stark-Rogers.” Steve replied with the most loving and sincere smile. “oh boy I must have hit my head reall-” Tony stopped in the middle of the sentence “shit” He said as soon as reality hit him his voice. Tony’s hands went straight to his chest which was flat with an arc reactor in the middle. “Hey Tony.” Steve said laughing now at his husband’s realization. “Steve I’m back.” Tony whispered still in shock “How....how did I....I-” Steve took Tony’s hands in his as he squeezed them. “I don’t know. Jarvis called me to tell me you weren’t feeling well. When i got here I was just as surprised to see this as you. But I don’t care how or why. I am just happy that the spell is over.” Steve stated with warmth in every word and Tony didn’t care how this happened he was just happy to know that Steve wanted me no matter what his physical appearance looked like. Something inside of Tony started to lose he didn’t even realize how much he was worried about Steve not wanting him back after he changed until he did. A sob left Tony’s mouth how did he get so luck. Steve immediately wrapped his arms around him as he would read Tony’s mind and started whispering sweet nothings in his ear. Tony doesn’t know what he did that got him here in this position laying down in Steve’s arms as he whispered how much he loves him but Tony knows one thing that he would do it all the same. “I love you” Tony muttered in between the sobs that was not clear but was enough for Steve’s super-hearing to pick. “I love you too sweetheart. No matter what. Sleep my love, I’ll be here when you wake up.” Steve spoke with tenderness. That was enough to send Tony into a peaceful slumber. 

[darkkaydesire-blog]

Devil Within

Chapter 2- Second mistake.

Warning: creepy steve/bucky, leading into nsfw dubcon kidnapping

A few drinks later, all thoughts of Bucky gone, Kylie pops out into the cool summer night and lights up a cigarette. She pulls down her dusty pink dress and an arm wraps ariund her shoulder, kylie jumps back .

"Hey there doll face, a pretty thing like you shouldnt be alone outside at this hour!" A handsome blonde, easily twice her height grinned down at her. Kylie giggled drunkenly "Thanks for your concern sir, but i can handle myself. He quirked his eyebrow at her. "Well atleast let me be a gentleman and stay with you till you are done. My name is Steve. What is yours?"

"Kylie."

Kylie flicked her butt and thanked him quickle and retreated back inside to the dance floor, Rikesha dancing on a short mexican man, Kylie took her drink back and downed it. She looked over her shoulder and saw Steve sit next to Bucky at the bar and Bucky points directly at you and your friend. "We should go. We have work tomorrow and its late."

Home was just a few blocks away so Kylie and Rikesha decided a drunken adventure was just what they needed. They stopped at a street cart and got pizza then stumbled up to their shared apartment. This was their second mistake, they had followers.

Rikeshas alarm buzzed for a few minutes and she slammed the snooze button to get a few extra minutes "shit im still druuuuunk. Ughhh...." She drunkenly launched herself off her bed "KYLIE!!!" She stumbled into her room and Kylies bed was still made. "Shit.." She took a few more steps and tripped over a half dressed Kylie passed out on the floor. Rikeshas alarm buzzed for just a second and was shut off. Rikesha began shaking Kylies shoulders violently. "Ky, someone is in the apartment, you have to get up now!" Kylie streached "you sure Ri?" booted foot steps were heard on the other side of the apartment. Kylie bolted up and clicked the lock. She went to her dresser and grabbed her tazer. More foot steps? Were there two people here?

"You sure you didnt see them leave Steve?"

"No, their shop is still closed."

You took a sharp inhale of air as the door handle jiggled and the person on the other side of the door chuckled darkly. "Babydolls, you can come out the easy way or we can have some fun."

Rikesha and Kylie nodded at each other and Rikesha went and opened the door which was now blocking Kylie from sight.

"Bucky, Steve was it?"

"Where is Ky?"

"She didnt make it home."

"Bull shit. We say you both come in and no one has left."

Bucky steps in the room and Kylie attempts to tackle him and hits him in the side with the tazer. The brick house didnt budge or flinch.

"Shit..."

He turned his handsome face and he had the most terrifying grin painted on his face. "Steve, they want to do it the fun way."

[keepmyselfamused-othersconfused]

In Sickness and In Health

You’re not going to believe this, but I just wrote something *GASP* 

I know, I know ... 

It’s pure, silly fluff. 

Read below the cut, or go on a03 or FF to read it :)

In Sickness and In Health 

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A rather mussed-up head of curls stirred on the pillow beside her, followed by a soft grunt which told her he was awake. The walls surrounding them had shook slightly, thus rousing him from his slumber.

“S’what’s that noise?” he mumbled out, attempting to burrow further into the pillow.

Molly looked over at her husband. His cheeks were still flushed, and his nose was red and raw from the ceaseless blowing he had been partaking in for the majority of the day.

“It’s just a little thunderstorm,” she told him. “Go back to sleep, you need your rest Sherlock.”

He let out another grunt, coughing slightly, followed by a rather dramatic groan. “I hate being ill!” he wailed.

Molly rolled her eyes to the heavens, shaking her head when she heard the sounds of his snores. Letting out a relieved sigh she returned to her book. A few minutes later the house shook once again, thus once more waking Sherlock.

He woke in very much so the same manner; with a few grunts and groans. She jumped slightly when she felt his arm slip across her stomach. He pressed the length of his body to hers, nuzzling her shoulder.

“I’ll keep you safe,” he murmured.

“Hmmm? Safe from what?” she asked.

He laid his head down on her shoulder before replying. “The storm,” he answered. “I know you don’t like them.”

She smiled, pressing a kiss to his forehead. “Thank you. I always feel safe with you, even when you’re leaking snot.”

“Ughhh. I’m not leaking snot!” He wiped at his nose. “Damnit. May I have a tissue?”

She fought back a giggle as she handed him one. He muttered a thanks as he blew his nose. She held out the bottle of hand sanitizer to him when he was done. He settled back down, his head once more on her shoulder and his arm draped across her.

“Still protecting you,” he stated.

“Thank you, my knight in shining armour,” she said with a smile.

He grunted. “I’m not a knight. I refused a knighthood. Twice.” His sentence ended with him sitting up and letting out a very loud sneeze. “Ahhh...hell!”

Molly sat up beside him and handed him another tissue before saying, “Well, you’re a knight in my eyes, Sir Sherlock.”

He stopped wiping at his nose and peered at her with one glassy eye. “Is that so?” he questioned.

“Mmhmm.”

He raised an eyebrow. “I might need to take advantage of that.”

She laughed, pushing him away when he leaned towards her. “When you’re feeling better, you git!”

He sighed, followed by a loud groan when he dropped back down to his pillow. Molly switched off the light, setting down her book before reversing their earlier roles. This time she was the one that pressed her body against the length of his and nuzzled his shoulder.

“Get some more sleep Sherlock,” she instructed, “it will help you to get well.”

Another loud peel of thunder shook the house, this one managing to make her jump. Sherlock tucked his arm around her, pressing her closer.

“I’ll keep you safe,” he whispered.

“You always do,” she replied.

[askthetotallynotsquad]

if rich and Jeremy won't have a fun and chill hangout can Brooke and Michael have a fun and chill hangout??

Jeremy: well I’m sorry I don’t want to get shipped with HIM-

Brooke: oooo okay!

Michael: brookeeee we can watch hallmark

Brooke: of course!

Rich: okay I'll leave now but Jeremy I'm low-key offended

Michael: Brooke lets go to my epic house

Brooke: I’ve never been to your house! This should be fun!!

Michael: my mothers will be very excited I’m finally bringing a girl over

Brooke: oooo! I’d love to meet them!

Michael: you should be very scared

Brooke: well I bet they’re very nice

Michael: they’re too nice

-when they get to Michael’s house??-

Brooke: *walks in* ooooo it’s very pretty!

Michael: mOMS I HAVE A FRIEND OVER

Michael’s mom pt. 1: is it jeremy again?

Michael: no mom it’s not jeremy again

Brooke: it’s an actual girl!

Michael’s mom pt. 1: wAIT I THOUGHT YOU WERE GAY? AND DATING JEREMY?

Michael: mom I swear to god it’s my friend Brooke

Brooke: and I’m lesbian!-

Michael: ok we’re gonna go like- watch a movie? in my room? bye mother *wwwalks to the basement door*

Brooke: your room is H U G E!

Michael: yeah- the only other person who’s ever been in my room has been jeremy and my moms- and that’s it- so you’re speciallll?

Brooke: ooooo! So, what movie do you want to watchhhh?

Michael: uh- I dunno- what movies are you into

Brooke: hmmmmmm I like love stories- but I like horror too! But anything works!

Michael: yooo what about hairspray

Brooke: oh yes! I’m so down to watch that- only!, if we can sing

Michael: of course what kind of weirdo wouldn’t

-in the middle of the movie-

Brooke: *is singing and dancing to Mama I’m a big girl now*

Michael: cAST BROOKE AS EVERYONE IN HAIRSPRAY

Brooke: *actually dying of laughter*

Michael: wOO

Brooke: where’s your bathroom *still laughing* I might pee myself!

Michael: shoot don’t do that that’s groSS

Brooke: well where’s your bathroom? *laughing ha*

Michael: up the stairs- the door is like- next to the kitchen table

Brooke: okay! I’ll be right back! *runs upstairs and accidentally bumps in the Michael’s mom pt.1* oh my gosh I’m so sorry!

Michael’s mom pt. 1: sooo... are you dating my son?

Brooke: oh! Nononono

Michael’s mom pt. 1: are you sure? I hear a lot of noise coming from down there

Brooke: *almost laughs* I was singing from the movie we were watching- and besides and respect all facts that he is dating Jeremy

Michael’s mom pt. 1: that’s what I said to my boyfriend in high school when actually I was gay and cheating on him with a girl

Brooke: o-oh- well I’m not dating your son, he is very nice tho

Michael’s mom pt. 1: hmmmm.. *shuffles away*

Brooke: okay then- *uses the bathroom and walks back to the Michael’s room and sits next to him* your mom thinks we’re dating-

Michael: *the movie ended so now he’s playing epic™️ video games* but I’m dating my boyfriend-?

Brooke: that’s what I said- she said she “heard noises”

Michael: the fuck??

Brooke: exactly??

Michael: ughhh my mom is an idiot *plays some epic minecraft*

Brooke: I bet she hears noises when Jeremy is here *laughs*

Michael: obviously he’s so hot

Brooke: *slowly claps*

Michael: *hahahahaha giggles uwu* *epic minecrafting* do you wanna like- play Minecraft with me?

Brooke: sure! And do you mind if I sleepover? It’s so boring at my house

Michael: oh sure as long as my mom doesn’t think we’ll do the do’s *casually gives Brooke an epic controller*

Brooke: why the hell-

Michael: she’s a weirdo

Brooke: this is gonna be my first sleepover!! * v excited*

Michael: should you like uh- call your parents? I dunno that’s what jeremy always does-

Brooke: oh- right! *calls up her parents*

-after Brooke calls her parents-

Brooke: they said I could as long as we don’t do the do’s-

Michael: iM GAY

Brooke: IM LESBIAN

Michael: uGH *jumps onto his bed face first*

Brooke: do you need another Brooke talk?

Michael: *hhhis voice is muffled bc his face is in a pillow oop* mmaybe

Brooke: *sits in his bed and pats the michael* anything I can help with?

Michael: I don’t know Brooke- life is g ross

Brooke: very true, very true

Michael: I just don’t know anymore and that’s disgusting

Brooke: I think I have something to slightly help, c’mon *sits him up*

Michael: *epically fixes his glasses* hhhhuh

Brooke: *takes out le face mask they use every time they hang out*

Michael: OHMYGOD TRENDY VSCO GIRL TIME

Brooke: *laughs* knew it would make you happy! *gives him le package*

Michael: *b ecomes trendy vsco girl*

Brooke: squad goals! Oop be careful! *puts his hair back so it’s doesn’t touch the mask*

Michael: I look so damn hot all the guys will be after me

Brooke: jeremy would be drooling at this point

Michael: yes he would be more attracted to me than his dolphins

Brooke: oh definitely

-10 minuets later-

Brooke: Michael, why did we do this- *is in pain trying to take it off*

Michael: because pain is beauty or something *casually takes off the vsco girl face mask bc epic gamer moment*

Brooke: and this is why you’re my friend- Wait no- best friend!

Michael: I’m honored *bows awkwardly oop*

Brooke: you are an actual goofball

Michael: thank you very much kind maiden

Brooke: you are very welcome kind sir

Michael: ew it’s getting late

Brooke: you can go to sleep if you want

Michael: ew don’t creep around if I do

Brooke: nah I’m probably going to sleep now too- goodnight michaelllllll *lays down on the couch*

Michael: sleep well fair maiden

Brooke: same to you kind sir

Michael: *s leep yeehaw*

Brooke: *sleep..ha*

Morning: hello I’m arrive

Michael: *awoken*

Brooke: *still sleep*

Michael: *epically plays Minecraft on his phone bc he doesn’t wanna awoke Brooke oop*

Brooke: I heard Minecraft *awake v fast*

Michael: o h- it’s on my phoneee?

Brooke: oh...sorry *awkwardly laughs*

Michael: you can play on the tv if you want to *gestures to the epic tv*

Brooke: n-no it’s okay..

Michael: uh- are you okay??

Brooke: yeah!

Michael: okay cool beans *epically minecrafts*

Brooke: *walks over and hugs the michael* I don’t know what’s going on but I felt the need to do this-

Michael: oh that’s fine I like hugs I’m so damn cold all the time *hugs the Brooke ùwú*

Brooke: *laughs* Same

Michael: ugh squad goals

Brooke: what time should I go home?

Michael: whenever- I don’t know

Brooke: *falls off the bed* ouch

Michael: yoooo are you okay??

Brooke: I’m good-

Michael: rrrrad

Brooke: eeeepic

Michael: yooo I wanna be an egirl

Brooke: oooo! I can do your makeup! *runs to her bag and take out this like huge makeup bag thing*

Michael: make me a hot egirl I need to do the hip thing with the skirt

Brooke: I’ll try my best!

-when Brooke finishes doing his makeup??-

Brooke: aaaaand done! Go look

Michael: *l ooks in a mirror??* iM SO HOT HOLY SHIT I NEED A SKIRT NOW I BET I OWN ONE *ddigs through his closet*

Brooke: why would you own a skirt-

Michael: because Jeremy

Brooke: makes sense

Michael: I found it be right back sister *ggggoes to the bathroom to become egirl™️*

Brooke: oh no

Michael: iM AN EGIRL *trips down the stairs* sHIT IM FINE

Brooke: you look so hot oh my god!! Sis, we need to send a picture to Jeremy!

Michael: my phone is on my bed take a picture sister

Brooke: *takes a picture and sends it to jeremy* he’s gonna love this!

Michael: I’m so attractive right now holy lord

Brooke: *claps*

Michael: has he responded yet

Brooke: he said “Brooke what did you do to my boy”

Michael: iM A BIG KID NOW- ohmygod I want heels *runs upstairs to steal his mom’s heels oop*

Brooke: Jeremy is gonna kill you

Michael: *returns* jeremy can suck an egg

Brooke: Michael calm down he’s your boyfriend-

Michael: if we’re being honest he’s sometimes an idiot

Brooke: I mean- true, yes very true

Michael: he’s a very cute idiot

Brooke: *facetimes Jeremy on the Michael’s phone* HI JERRYYYYYY

Jeremy: BROOKE WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM

Michael: jEREMY LOOK IM AN EGIRL

Jeremy: MICHAEL WH- Wait you look really hot oh my god

Michael: JEREMY IS HORNY SOUND THE ALARM

Jeremy: MICHAEL WHY THE HELL- NO

Michael: Jeremy dont try to deny it you know I’m right

Jeremy: STOP

Michael: whyyyy

Jeremy: it’s too hot

Michael: *;)*

Jeremy: *hangs up*

Michael: he’s no fun

Brooke: then why do you date him? *eating a banana*

Michael: because I love him

Brooke: makes sense- want a banana

Michael: nah it’ll mess up my epic egirl look

Brooke: should I make myself an egirl or a soft thing

Michael: what about vsco

Brooke: omg yes!!

-when Brooke finished her vsco outfit-

Brooke: how do I look?

Michael: Chloe could never

Brooke: I should call her!! *calls up the Chloe*

Chloe: Brooke I’m trying to sleep- oH MY GOD YOU LOOK LIKE MY SISTER (apparently Chloe has a sister now)

Brooke: IM TRENDY AND MICHAEL IS AN E-GIRL

Chloe: why do you two always do the dumbest things?? why an egirl?? where did he get the idea to be an egirl??

Brooke: he wanted Jeremy to be horny I don’t know

Chloe: wow kinky- well you two like have fun- since you woke me up I gotta watch my sister now and make sure she doesn’t like- die from too many scrunchies byeee *hangs up djsksn*

Brooke: she didn’t say I love you! How rude

Michael: uGH I’m suing her

Brooke: I am so sad now *falls onto the bed*

Michael: oh noooo whatever will I do *pats the brooke*

Brooke: *fake cries*

Michael: would going out and getting food in our new hip outfits help?

Brooke: HELL YES- LETS GO! *runs upstairs and bumps into the Michael’s mom pt.1 & pt.2* oh hello!

Michael: *runs up the stairs slower bc heels suck egg*

Michael’s mom pt. 1: what is happening

Michael’s mom pt. 2: Michael did you steal my shoes AGAIN?

Brooke: Michael take those off- those are a pain to walk in and if you fall I’ll just say “I told you so”

Michael: nO THEY MAKE ME LOOK HOT AND I WANNA BE TALL

Michael’s mom pt. 2: if you break your ankle I’m not paying the hospital bill *sashays off with Michael’s mom pt. 1*

Brooke: Michael you are a pain sometimes

Michael: I’m aware- it adds to my personality *wwwalks to the epic gamer car*

Brooke: okay then *gets in the car*

Michael: ok where are we off to

Brooke: can we go to Chloe’s house first- I need to get something

Michael: alrighty then *skrt skrts over to Chloe’s house*

Brooke: *runs to the door and knocks* answerrr

Chloe: *epically answers the door* what- oh hi brooke

Brooke: hi! *runs up to le Chloe’s room and takes a hoodie and leaves* thanks! Love you! *gets back in the car*

Michael: okay we good? because like I wanna get chipotle

Brooke: yeah let’s go

Michael: *skrt skrts over to chipotle* mY HOME

Brooke: *walks into epic chipotle with the Michael*

Random lady: awe you two make a perfect couple!

Michael: oh my god shut up lady I’m gay

Lady: *looks at brooke* I understand that you are trans, it’ll be okay, you’ll pass so well as a boy *leaves*

Brooke: wait wha-

Michael: why can’t I have a friend without people thinking I’m dating them gOD

Brooke: seriously-

-at le Brooke’s House bc that’s where they went after??-

Brooke: now we can chill at my house!

Michael: radddd *epically fixes his glasses*

Brooke’s little sister: oooooo is this your boyfrienddddd

Michael: *>:(* eVEN CHILDREN *angrily spins with his epic egirl skirt*

Brooke: no it’s not, I have a girlfriend! *bring Michael in her room and locks the door* sorry about her, she’s really annoying

Michael: if we’re being honest, almost everyone today has been annoying

Brooke: except for you! Anyways, what do you want to do? We could just order pizza or sushi and chillax

Michael: I dunno uh- we can like- watch a horror movie-? and eat food? that sounds rad I guess

Brooke: okie dokie! I’ll go eat some snacks! *runs downstairs*

Brooke’s sister: sooooo, who are you?

Michael: I’m a person. Who are you?

Brooke’s sister: I’m a human who breathes air. So if you’re not her boyfriend are you gay or something

Michael: if I’m not her boyfriend that automatically makes me gay? Wow rude

Brooke’s sister: never said that but go off! *walks away*

Brooke: I’m ba!- *gets tripped by her rude sister* ow..

Michael: ew your sister is like a vsco fetus *helps Brooke up bc she fell apparently???*

Brooke: ugh I hate you (insert sisters name) *walks into her room* thanks Michael

Michael: haha yeah I’m super epic

Brooke: *hugs the michael and doesn’t let go....Brooke is having a sad moment*

Michael: is something wrong?? *pat pat*

Brooke: she doesn’t leave me aloneeeeee *sob*

Michael: it’s okay-? I’m the worst at this- *pppat*

Brooke: it’s okay *smiles at the michael*

Michael: ccccool *aaaawkward level 100*

Brooke: Michael, why are you getting more awkward around me? If something is wrong you know you can tell me, or Jeremy

Michael: nonono it’s fine I’ve just been thinking over my actions a lot more and it’s making me kinda awkward? Ew I feel like such a jeremy

Brooke: you can go home if you want! You’ve been with me for over 24 hours- I would find myself annoying at this point

Michael: omg you’re not annoying- I’ll leave if you want me to

Brooke: nooooooo! We need to watch Little Shop of Horrors!

Michael: oH RAD

Brooke: *plops on bed*

Michael: *sits next to bbbbrooke*

Brooke: *le epicly falls asleep*

Michael: *pats the Brooke and starts to leave bc n ice dude- oops he bumps into Brooke sister*

Brooke’s sister: watch out (insert bad f word)!

[the-fiction-witch]

Submission P8 Dinner

REAL LIFE SUBMISSION COUPLE: TBS X READER RATING: SMUT

I stood in the bedroom doing my make up and my hair as best I could even if I didn't exactly have much skill in either department, I never had to worry about it, being a slave girl it's not something they every expect of you, and few times you have it are when it's auctions and that's done at the factory before hand. I heard the bedroom door open Thomas stepped in stripping off his clothes from working as he went, I playfully ignored him but watched him stripping off his shirt and jeans in the reflection of the mirror. He undid the buttons of his shirt as he marched across the room throwing the shirt on the bed, He undid his belt hanging it on the handle of the chest of draws, he undid his jeans and kicked them off his legs where he stands, leaving him in a tight black pair of boxers.

"what was all that about?" He asks as he grabbed a comb and began fixing his hair

"What was what about?" I asked playing dumb

"What was coming in the room, even when I specifically told you not to. stripping off and trying to hump me kitten?"

"I missed you" I shrug

"umm... did you now?" He smirked "Get dressed we're going out remember" he reminds getting some clothes and throwing them on the bed

"What do you want me to wear master?"

"Hum. Nothing." he growled in my ear as he wrapped his arms around me "But were going out, the blue one kitten, without panties" He ordered kissing my cheek

"Yes Master" I smiled as I finished up, I got up and went to the wardrobe to get the dress but he stopped me

"What did I say kitten?"

"The blue dress?"

"Yes. without what?"

"Without panties" I blushed

"Good girl. So take them off" He orders

"Yes Master" I smiled gently pulling my lace panties off kicking them off my legs

"Better my pet" He smirked "Put clothes on. Else masters' not going to be able to stop himself anymore"

"Yes master" I giggled going and getting my dress on while he got dressed too,

"Come on or we'll be late" he says grabbing his wallet and keys

I finished putting my little shoes on and took his hand, letting him lead me downstairs and out into his car, he smirked resting a hand on my leg as he started up and headed off into darkening London.

I blushed a little nervous as we stood at the front of the very impressive restaurant Thomas had his arm around me his hand dangerously close to being on my ass, I felt so intimidated in this place, like they would willingly buy and sell me without a second thought. The hostess came to the podium where the paperwork and such sat, she saw Thomas and smiled, then saw me and grimaced seeming repulsed by me, she looked over every inch of me like I was an important document.

"Yes sir?" she asks turning all her attention to Thomas

"Table for two, were a little late."

she looked in her book a moment not long enough to really read anything

"I don't have such a reservation, and were full"  she says

I glanced around her and saw the almost completely empty restaurant

"I called earlier.  In fact I spoke to you, Addison"

"ahh yes. I see it now" she says "But I'm afraid your lady friend can't come in"

"And why not?"

"Her shoes don't fit our dress code"

"Uuumm I know they do,"

"It's a recent change?"

"Recent? as in since this afternoon?"

"I'm sorry sir, Maybe you should check on your whores before you bring them here"

"Excuse me! Come on y/n" He says tugging me back to the car "What a bitch. Come on kitten how about we go and get McDonalds?"

"Okay" I smiled trying not to cry

"Ohh kitten, don't cry she's a pompous little bitch, you're not a whore your my beautiful little pet" He smiled wiping my tears and giving me kisses, "Come on, well go and get chicken nuggets"

"Okay" I smiled nuzzling with his neck

"That's my girl" He smiled taking me back to the car, we went and got drive though and parked up in an empty store car park sitting in the back of his car having our food "I'm sorry pet"

"It's okay it's not your fault"

"people are bastards" he sighed "still this is probably better anyway"

"Yeah better" I smiled as I cuddled close to him

"and in here... we can do whatever we want" He smirked stroking my thigh "Can't we?"

"Yes master" I giggled

"Does my little kitten want me to play with her?"

"maybe master, but wouldn't you rather your pet play with you?" I suggested moving my hand to his belt

"Umm you are being such a dirty little kitten" He smirked "I would like my pet to play with me kitten"

"What would my master ask of me?"

"will my kitten do as I ask?"

"Yes master"

"In that case" He smirked "Then how about we skip desert and head home kitten?"

"Or we could stay here" I smiled giving him a kiss he happily kissed back wrapping his arms around me tightly stroking my thigh getting higher and higher up my leg with each stroke while we where kissing I undid his belt making him pull away

"Umm what are you going to do to me kitten?"

"Play" I smiled slipping my hand under his pants and grabbing his half hard erection

"Umm that's my girl" He groans "Come on pet, come sit on master lap"

"I'm comfy here" I smirked

"ohh are you?" he smirked "so it my little kitten gonna suck masters cock?"

"If my master asks it off me"

"you know what I want kitten"

I smiled and did his pants completely tugging down  his boxers to reveal him to me I was surprised but egar none the less I pushed back my hair and moved so I would be comfortable, giving his shaft some gentle kisses

"Fuck. kitten come on now's not the time for teasing" He groaned "Masters already rock hard for his pet"

I was a little nervous I had never taken a man so big in my mouth but I gently at first took his head in my mouth and instantly he tried to buck into my mouth trying to fuck my mouth but I moved my hand to his hips to stop him

"sorry kitten... you just feel so good" he gasped petting my hair

I moved down taking a few centimetres more each time I went down slowly getting more used to him each time I went down he gripped my hair, his breaths sharp and jagged, groans falling from his lips like a waterfall

"Fuck! kitten! you're mouth feels so good" He groans desperately trying to move his hips to get more friction "Kitten... please... harder" He whines

I did as he asked as I had now gotten to the base of his cock and was now much more used to the size of him in my mouth, I gentle began to suck on him like a popsicle moving my head up and down I could taste his precum against my tongue my own saliva lubricating his shaft to allow me to move slowly faster and faster

"UGHHH UHH! KITTEN!" He screams making me glance up to him sat in the car's backseat, his head rolled back his eyes squeezed shut his mouth hung open agasp, moans and groans tumbling from his lips hardly ever words just little noises, if it ever was words it was usual a swear or the word kitten, his hand in my hair the other gripping the edge of the window and seat in a vice like grip, his feet ridged in the footwell  he was close I could tell, his shaft was throbbing and his head so tender, he thought against my hands desperately trying to fuck my mouth "Ummm don't look at me like that kitten" He whines I wanted to speak but as I went to move he forced my head back "Ohh no you don't. just keep going... please pet" he groans I got faster almost as fast as I could sucking as hard as possible "Uhhhh holy fuck your good at this!" He groaned "FUCK! Fuck kitten I'm gonna cum!" He screamed I went to slow but "No! kitten please I'm so close, UGHHHH! make master cum kitten!" I only moved maybe two more times and he finished in my mouth I did my best to swallow without tasting much of it, his hips bucking like crazy into my mouth, I licked him clean and sat up wiping my mouth on the back of my hand then having a sip of my drink

"Did I do good master?" I asked as he had just been sat there not moving and gasping for breath for a while

"You did perfect my pet" he smiled still gasping, he put his pants back up "You look so pretty sucking my cock kitten"

"you look very handsome when I'm sucking your cock master" I smiled

"do I? does my kitten like sucking my cock?"

"I do master"

"does my kitten like how master tastes?"

"Very much master" I smiled nuzzling into his neck

"We're going home kitten. Now" He ordered.

[notaperfectprefect]

Keeping up Appearances Pt. 2

Part 1   Go check out @snakekingtm and their awesome mood board  

“You like it filthy, princess? I’ll show you filthy.” Billy said as he kissed down Steve’s body, finally reaching the part of Steve that currently needed the most attention. Billy licked his cherry red lips and- 

“STEVEN!!!”

“AHH!” Steve yelped and shot up out of bed so fast that he fell off, bringing his silk sheets with him. He laid there, cheek resting against cold hardwood floor, blushing and catching his breath. 

“Ughhh, fuck.” That was the fourth time this week that he dreamt about last Friday night. The dreams always starring himself and a certain sexy leather clad biker. 

“Steven! The phone is for you!” Steve’s ears perked at the call from Greta, his maid and former nanny. He couldn’t move and instead groaned in response. Finally, because of Greta’s continuous heckling, Steve pushed himself off the floor and untangled himself from his sheets. He walked out of his room, before adjusting himself embarrassingly, and trudged down the stairs half asleep. 

Greta stood holding out the phone with a frown on her face. 

“Yeah yeah, it’s too late to still be in bed. I get it.” She just hmph-ed in response and walked towards the kitchen. Steve rolled his eyes.

“Hello?” he said through a yawn. 

“Aye, Steve! It’s Tommy!” Steve groaned and rubbed his hand down his face. He really wasn’t in the mood to talk to Tommy right now.  

“Yeah, hi. What do you want?” 

“Geez, someone woke up on the wrong side of the yacht.” 

“Shut up. Tommy…” 

“Ok, Ok I’m sorry really. Anyways I was wondering if you wanted to come with Carol and I. We’re driving down to Venice beach and can pick you up. You just gotta provide the beverages.” Steve swore he heard Carol giggling in the background and Tommy shushing her. 

“Uhh…ya know Tommy today is just not a good day. I feel like I’m still hungover from Friday.” He brought his hand up to rub the bridge of his nose. 

“Damn. Wait, is this about that girl from last Friday?” Steve froze. He totally forgot that he said something to Tommy Saturday morning. Although, Steve doesn’t know how Tommy interpreted girl, unless…. 

“Tommy, it isn’t funny!” 

“OH MY GOD! YES IT IS! You had sex in your parents bedroom!” Tommy fell off the couch, cackling. Steve groaned, thinking about paying someone to get Tommy out of his life for good. 

“It wasn’t sex, alright? It-we-I just got off with a super hot stranger in my parents bedroom….Ok, Yeah it does sound kinda funny.” 

“SEE?!” Steve put his head in his hands thinking about Billy. 

“But oh my god, you should’ve seen. The longest eyelashes I’ve ever seen, and oh god the things that tongue could do…” Tommy’s face scrunched up as he punched Steve on the shoulder. 

“Sounds like you’re really hung up, huh? Come on! I got a new batch of weed from my dealer. This shit is tight!” 

“Oh,” Steve said in realization.

“Well, have fun with your hard on, buddy boy! You’re going to totally miss out on some sweet edibles Carol made. She even-” 

“Hey, Tommy!” Steve interrupted, an idea coming to his mind. “Where do you meet your dealer?” 

“Uh, why? Ya know I can’t say that stuff Steve.”  

“I know, yeah. It’s-but do you-does he….does he know any places in sketchy areas of LA where maybe bikers hang out?” Steve tried to be inconspicuous, but it didn’t work. 

“What?! Steve, why do you want to go to a biker bar?” 

“Nevermind, forget it. I-I’ll call you later, ‘kay?” Before he hung up the phone, he heard Carol say something in the background and Tommy respond with an ‘oh yeah.’ 

“Wait, okay. So, there is this one place that I know of. The address is…” 

Driving down the more run down and sketchy parts of LA, Steve felt relieved that he didn’t decide to drive himself and leave his precious mercedes-benz alone for anyone to damage, or steal. 

“Steven, sir. Are you sure this is the right address?” Steve’s driver, Thomas, asked warily. 

“um, yeah. Just don’t worry.” Steve said to Thomas and himself, as he put a hand through his hair nervously. The car parked across the street from an old, rundown bar. The parking lot of the bar was filled with about 10 motorcycles and a few cars. 

“I think this is the place. Okay, Thomas just drive around in circles and meet be back at this spot in 20 minutes.” Steve put his hand on the driver’s headrest and looked into the rearview mirror. 

“Okay. Just be careful alright?” Steve quickly fixed any stray hairs and nodded back at Thomas. He open the door and ran his hands down his sweater to smooth out any wrinkles. His outfit consisted of a white button down underneath his pastel blue sweater, white collar and cuffs tucked over. His bottoms were white slacks, held up by a dark brown leather belt. 

Steve jogged across the street and heard Thomas drive off. He looked down at his white silver Rolex, his mother got him for Christmas last year. Or rather his mother’s assistant. At least, the present was within a week of his actual birthday this time. 

“Okay twenty minutes, Steve. You can do this.” He huffed to himself and walked towards the front door of the establishment. The music was loud and he could see the glass window of the door shake under the vibrations. Almost mirroring the last time he saw Billy. Heh. Steve opened the door and walked in. 

All chatter and conversations ceased immediately with the entrance of this newcomer. Steve swallowed hard staring at big, tough guys clad in leather. Some had tattoos on their face?! Oh my god Steve, what did you get yourself into? 

He awkwardly smiled before walking further into the bar. Around 16 people were currently in there. Ten or so were definitely bikers, and, from what Steve could tell from their jackets, they were Chains. Hopefully, one of them was Billy. 

Since he was distracted looking around in the dark for Billy, Steve didn’t notice the bulky biker in front of him until he ran into his leather clad back. 

“Oof! Oh-I’m so so-” 

“What where you’re going boy!” The big biker somehow got even bigger when he stood up straight, towering over Steve. Steve gulped and closed his eyes, preparing for the worse. 

“Hey! Leave him alone, Jerry!” An arm came across his chest as a body pushed in front of Steve to put distance between the intimidating biker and the lanky rich boy. Steve opened his eyes slowly to see Billy staring menacingly back at “Jerry.” Just the man he was looking for. He looked at Billy in awe, but didn’t catch Billy’s eyes glancing back over at him fleetingly.  

Jerry growled at Billy and checked him with his shoulder as he walked past the two boys. Steve watched him leave and of course he had to say something stupid. I mean, it isn’t like he is surrounded by felons or anything.  

“Yeah, Jerry!” Before Steve could see any reaction from Jerry, a hand grabbed the back of his sweater collar and roughly dragged him towards the empty back alley of the bar. The hand pushed Steve outside and he stumbled, before catching himself and fixing his collar. 

“Geez, you didn’t have to be so rough.” 

“Shut up.” Billy snarled. Steve looked back at him to find him glaring daggers at Steve, with his arms crossed.  

“What’s wrong?” Steve cleared his throat, preparing for Billy to kick him to the curb. (which he kinda already did) 

“You.” Billy bit out.

“M-me?!” Steve scoffed and waved his arms around incredulously. However, before Billy could open his mouth and say ‘yeah,’ Steve continued. 

“No, you know what?! Something is wrong with me because I have been waking up with raging erections almost every morning this week. I mean, God! I can’t stop dreaming or thinking about you! I’m broken, you’ve broken me! I hope you’re fucking happy, biker boy!” 

Steve spat out the pet name at Billy, almost mirroring the scene on Friday with Billy and Steve so close that their noses touched. Steve was breathing heavily after not breathing throughout his long tirade, watching in disbelief at how his anger seemed to make Billy’s smile grow. 

“What?” 

“You missed me, princess?” Billy looked down Steve’s body slowly, then brought his eyes up to look at Steve through his eyelashes. Steve blushed. Damnit! Stupid body betrayed him again. Steve brought a hand up to push back his hair, trying to disguise his obvious embarrassment bordering lust. 

Suddenly Billy uncrossed his arms and grabbed Steve by his wrists. Steve once again found himself pushed against a surface. This time, the bricks were a lot less comfortable than mahogany. Billy slipped a leg in between Steve’s legs, to keep them separated. His rough hands linked their fingers together, holding Steve’s arms back against the brick wall. 

Steve let out a gasp that quickly turned into a small moan, watching Billy’s tongue come out to lick his bottom lip. 

“Aren’t you going to ask how i found you?” 

“I’d rather use my mouth for more pressing matters.” Then Billy lips clashed  with Steve’s in a sloppy mess of tongue and teeth. It was rough, but god Steve missed this. Steve tried to pull his hands out of Billy’s, needing to touch him, but Billy only held on tighter and shoved his thigh into Steve’s crotch. Steve broke the kiss, finally feeling relief after all these frustratingly unsatisfying nights. 

“Oh, fuck yeah.” Billy chuckled against Steve’s throat and started grinding his thigh against Steve’s white slacks. Probably getting them dirty. But oh, did Steve like things filthy. Steve ground down against Billy’s thigh just as enthusiastic, almost letting out a loud, strangled moan before Billy silenced him with his mouth. Then- 

BEEP BEEP BEEP 

They both froze suddenly. Shit! Steve forgot he set the timer on his watch. Thomas would be waiting. 

“Shit, Billy I have to go…” Steve slunk back against the bricks. Billy only responded with another mind numbing kiss, pulling Steve’s bottom lip before stepping back from the wriggling boy on the wall. Steve groaned as Billy did so, sending another rush of blood down to his already present erection. Billy shoved his hands into his pockets and smirked as he looked at the state Steve was in-messy hair, slightly tented white slacks, and red kiss swollen lips.

Steve straightened up and started to walk away before remembering something. He turned around and almost tripped, causing Billy to laugh at his clumsiness. 

“Wait! I-uh…here let me give you my number.” Steve pulled a pen out of his white crew sock. Billy raised an eyebrow at the strange place to have a pen. 

“AH…paper I don’t have paper.” Billy held out a hand. Steve looked down at it, then swallowed and roughly pulled the cap off the pen with his teeth. He scrabbled a list of numbers down onto Billy’s hand and capped the pen before sliding it back into his sock. Billy chuckled at something and cupped Steve’s jaw, rubbing his thumb over the right corner of Steve’s mouth. 

“You’re funny…” Billy smiled brightly. 

“Okay? So, I guess. uh, see you later.” Steve started walking away slowly. He stopped abruptly and turned back around. 

“My address! do you need-wait! No you already know where I live. Right? Cuz you-we met at the-” Billy interrupted Steve’s ramblings.

“Bye, Steve.” Billy waved and headed back into the bar. Steve brought his hand up, but Billy didn’t see it. 

“Bye…Billy.” Steve whispered Billy’s name to himself, before punching the air. He jogged across the street to the mercedes-benz, which he so easily found. 

“Hey, Thomas!” Thomas stared at Steve as if he grew two heads. 

“What? You thought I’d be dead?”  

“Well, yes, and uh…” Thomas gestured to Steve’s mouth. Steve furrowed his brow and pulled the rear view mirror down. 

When he bit open the pen, the pen must’ve leaked black ink onto the corner of his mouth. So, that’s what Billy had been laughing at.  

“Shit.”