#also posting this like a day late because i went out immediately after posting the chapter

[calamitoustide]

You Don't Get To Tell Me About Sad

James swallows thickly, “I’ll make it better.” 

“James-” 

“No, I’ll make it better,” James cuts them off. “I’ll make everything better, and there will be no reason for him to leave.” 

Marlene sighs, “James.” 

“I have to go,” he says quickly. They’re gonna try to talk him out of it and he can’t do it. He can’t just keep going like this. He can’t keep doing this to Regulus. It’s not fair. “Bye, I love you.” 

James hangs up the phone before he can hear a response. It doesn’t matter. Their breakup doesn’t matter. It can’t. Their separation was just that, a separation, a pause. It means nothing now. He’ll make sure of it. He’ll make sure it’s better. Regulus isn’t happy right now. James isn’t making him happy but he can make that better. He just needs to get better, not just here, but everywhere. He needs to give Regulus the life he deserves, far from all this other shit. James needs to get himself out of this prison he’s made himself. He’ll never lose Regulus again. There’s just something he needs to do. 

[another-clive-blog]

HOW HAVE I NEVER NOTICED THIS

LAYTON USES TU FOR FUTURE LUKE BUT SWITCHES TO VOUS THE SECOND CLIVE'S IDENTITY IS REVEALED.

Tu and vous both mean you but Tu implies closeness : in the entirety of Unwound Future, Layton only ever uses Tu with Flora, the Lukes and Claire

[mizusbabygirl]

double double ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡

player 380 (se-mi) x fem reader AND guard 011 (kang no-eul) x fem reader ────୨ৎ──── cw: no-eul and se-mi both have a g!p (girl penis), threesome, creampie, unprotected sex, blowjob, masturbation, sexting??, some fluff bc why not

i’m incredibly sorry for not posting a lot anymore. i’ve just been really busy lately but i’ll still take requests because yes, i need more ideas 🙏🙏.

you dip your fingers deep inside your vagina, your fingers trace around your wetness, the pink flesh inside your pussy. soft moans escape from your mouth as you struggle to reach over to grab your phone with your unoccupied hand to record yourself fingering and playing with your pussy and send it to the girl who you’ve been crushing on since high school.

this love interest of yours has also had feelings for you but you two have never dated since your former classmates didn’t like the idea of same-sex relationships.

but now that you’ve graduated and you finally feel confident enough to do whatever the fuck you wanted, you finally found the chance to have contact with that girl again.

se-mi was her name, wasn’t it?

you thought to yourself as you tapped on the record button on your phone and continued pumping your fingers in and out of your pussy. you made a few fake moans to make it seem more lewd than it already was. you found yourself spreading your folds with your fingers, playing around with your clit and teasing yourself until you eventually came.

what if she forgot about me and found someone else?

you thought again as you saved the video into your camera and tossed your phone aside as you made your way to the bathroom to clean yourself up.

she couldn’t possibly… she basically promised that she would give me the world back then.

you went back to your room and picked up your phone, starring at the “who’s this” message from her. you let out a big sigh and started typing away, explaining who you were, hoping she hasn’t forgotten about you.

“se-mi, you seriously don’t remember me?”

read

your head falls back against the couch’s backrest, feeling your phone drop out of your hands. your eyes become teary realizing that se-mi didn’t want anything to do with you anymore.

2 months later

it was the day before valentine’s day and you were in your room snacking on chocolate bars and scrolling through instagram, seeing all your friends post their partners. you felt happy for them but you were tired of being single and alone. suddenly, you see a notification and to your surprise, it was se-mi.

a smile grew on your face as you immediately opened her message.

“hey, let’s talk”

seeing that message made you giggle, you finally thought the universe granted your wish and that you were finally going to be happy.

just as you were typing, an incoming call popped up on your screen.

it was her.

as you were calling with her, your brain flooded with memories that you shared with her back in high school. you felt like you were finally at peace for once. you felt like you finally have gotten what you’ve wanted.

after the call, you both agreed to go on a date at a local restaurant the next day for valentine’s day.

“my pretty girl, i’m sorry i haven’t answered you for so long, nonetheless, i’m also sorry i never even tried getting in contact with you again after we graduated,” se-mi said as she held your hand tightly as the two of you walked out of the restaurant.

you stopped and watched her reach for something in her bag, she pulls out a letter along with a small gift box.

“it might not be much, but this sure is given to you by me with lots of love. happy valentine’s day,” se-mi said as she handed the gift and the letter.

you held the small box in your hands. curiously, you open the box carefully and find a small pink beaded bracelet. it was the bracelet she wanted to give you back in high school.

“se-mi, how did you manage to keep it for all these years? you really haven’t forgotten about me haven’t you?” you smiled.

“no. in fact, i’ve always dreamed about the day we could finally start dating and perhaps start a future together soon,” se-mi said and pressed a kiss on your forehead.

you starred into her deep dark brown eyes, her gaze looking soft and full of love that made you want to pull her into a kiss.

you missed the feeling of her soft lips meeting yours, her tongue entering your mouth, her taste, her soft whines. but here you are, experiencing that all over again.

you found yourself under her, her body pressed against yours, on top of you on your bed. both of you felt hungry for each other and the fabric of your clothes began to feel uncomfortable as if you were urging to take them off to feel her bare skin against yours.

“baby, before i take my clothes off,” she hesitated as she broke the hot make out session between the two of you, “i want to share a secret of mine to you”. se-mi rolls off the bed and unbuckles her belt. you tilt your head, you curiously wonder what type of secret she was hiding from you.

just as you began unbuttoning your shirt, she unzips her pants and pulls them down, revealing her grey boxers.

“you wearing boxers is your biggest secret?” you giggled but your smile eventually faded away as soon as you saw a bulge. your eyes widened as she pulled them down.

she has a dick..? it definitely looks real but it looks bigger than average…

you felt your pussy getting wet at the sight of her dick becoming hardened. so you immediately undress yourself, leaving yourself only wearing a pair of pink panties that will soon be torn apart by the hands of se-mi.

“se-mi…” you whined as her tip teased your clothed pussy. “you know.. it would’ve been funny if i told you about this back then so that way i could be pounding your pussy all day everyday in the school bathrooms,” se-mi giggled as she spread your thighs.

“oh baby..!” you moan out loudly as se-mi reaches over and rips open your panties, revealing your tight pussy covered in its own juices. you lick your lips at the feeling of her hard member about to enter your tight pussy.

se-mi rubs her tip around your slick, making you whine and feel frustrated since she kept edging you.

oh but how much she loves watching you whine and get all fuzzy when she teases you…

just before you could stick it in yourself, you feel her push her dick inside you, causing you to scream. “oh fuck.. never knew it was that fucking huge!” you let out a loud moan as she started thrusting inside of your baby maker slowly, but hard.

you could see the satisfaction se-mi had on her face and she looked fucking proud having her new girlfriend act like a slut for her dick. she watched you crave for it, savour it, watched your pussy devour it whole.

“you know,” she spoke up, her voice sounding quite raspy, “there was this girl that went to the same school as us and she also had a dick like me”. her thrusts accelerated but her main goal was to beat your cervix deep and hard, no matter the pace.

“her name?” you spoke in between moans. “kang.. hmm i don’t remember…” se-mi answered, her thrusts creating wet slapping sounds that mixed perfectly with her moans and yours.

“well for now.. it doesn’t matter, doll,” se-mi’s voice became gentle as she was about to cum. “oh fuck!” se-mi yelled out as she gave you a creampie, her hot cum filling up your womb.

you squirm around the bed feeling her hot load mixing around in your womb. “se-mi..” you moan, her body collapsing on top of yours. “her name was kang no-eul,” se-mi whispered into your ear.

2 months later, you and se-mi were constantly getting into arguments, meaning your relationship with her wasn’t working out how you wanted it to. but what she doesn’t know was that you recently started talking with no-eul.

yeah, you’re an asshole for that…

but are you really one? besides, se-mi wasn’t fulfilling any of your needs, not even the bare minimum. so what does she expect? does she expect you to still stay with her even though your relationship with her is in the ruins?

you don’t remember much about no-eul. all you remember from her is how she used to get in trouble at school a lot and how she constantly dated many girls at once. you never liked no-eul since you thought she was a jerk and an asshole. but you came to think about how she could probably have matured by now and how she could probably be better than se-mi.

the air felt warm, the flowers outside went from being small buds to beautiful colourful flowers with petals of all shapes and sizes. it was may and you recently have broken up with se-mi since you found no-eul now, and you realized how much better she is than se-mi.

you and no-eul weren’t dating yet but today the two of you decided to go to the mall as a small date. no-eul had a thing for constantly touching your thighs, hugging you, caressing you, even in public. you never minded it though, in fact, you loved it.

as the day was ending, no-eul had to go home but you didn’t have a lift so you went in her car. the ride home wasn’t awkward at all since the two of you were listening to songs on the radio that the both of you enjoyed.

“don’t you want to stay at my house for the night instead?” no-eul suggested as she parked outside of your home. you shaked her head, rejecting her offer since you weren’t comfortable enough yet. but as a way to build comfortability with her, you leaned in and gave her a peck on her cheek. “i’ll see you later, i promise,” you said as you gave her another kiss on her cheek and then you got off the vehicle.

that night, your feelings for her began to grow and so they did as the week went by.

“fucking brat,” no-eul grunted as she pushed your head against the bathroom stall the two of you were having sex in. your back was arched and you were bent over, taking her dick inside you. she pumped her dick in and out of your pussy and asshole.

she was so fucking advanced at this…

anyone who entered the bathroom could hear the moans and fast slapping sounds coming from the stall the two of you were in.

“fucking tempting me all day with you wearing a skirt and you only wore a pair of panties with a hole in them underneath, fucking pervert,” no-eul said as she put her finger inside your mouth as she kept thrusting inside your pussy. “don’t pull out,” you spoke up, your saliva coating her fingers as she put another one in. “you want me to breed you?” she asked using a sarcastic tone. you nodded. “you seriously want my cum dripping out of your pussy in front of everyone? have fucking morals,” she asked again, thrusting in slowly but hard, clearly giving signs that she was about to bust a nut inside of you.

“oh but how could i ever want to pull out? your gummy cervix feels so stretchy and warm,” she giggled as small spurts of her seed spurted inside of you. she gave her last thrust and pushed her dick inside of you, as deep as possible as her cum filled your cunt. it didn’t have much difference to se-mi’s cum. but you could tell se-mi’s was much more watery and no-eul’s was thick and sticky.

she pulled out, a string of her cum connected between her tip and your pussy. you turned around and adjusted your skirt and put your panties back on quick, not having enough time to wipe off her cum from your thighs and pussy.

“let’s go to my house at this point.. you’re going to feel uncomfortable all day if you walk around like this,” she said, giving you a kiss on your lips.

just as soon as you entered her home and she shut the door behind y’all, she unzipped her pants, bent you over, lifted your skirt, pulled down your panties and began fucking you relentlessly again. “take off your clothes please, oh fuck, i want to see your tits and everything,” no-eul said, her voice reeking with lust.

she threw you onto a nearby couch, you quickly took off your skirt and unhooked your bra, and took off the rest of your clothes.

she threw herself onto you, her tits pressing against yours, she gave you sloppy wet kisses on your lips. her nipples became hardened and turned into a bright pink color as she entered you again. this time, it slipped inside of you perfectly since her dick was covered in her own pre-cum and your pussy had her left over cum still dripping out of you. “you’re so hot, mommy,” you whimpered as she threw your leg over her shoulder and felt her jack hammering inside of you, beads of sweat coating her forehead. “mommy, eh?” she giggled, clearly feeling aroused by the pet name you gave her.

“come on baby, i want you on your hands and knees now, and don’t forget to arch that back,” she ordered as she randomly pulled out and saw you follow her order. instead, the upper part of your body laid on the couch making it better for you to arch your back as much as possible.

she slipped it in again, she gave your ass a sharp slap. her hands gripped onto your sides, thrusting in deep and fast.

“your ex.. se-mi.. wants to see you again,”

later that evening

you were laying next to no-eul, cuddling with her until you heard your phone ringing. you reach over to pick it up and took a look at the phone number that was calling.

it was se-mi.

“no-eul, you were right!”

“pick it up then, let’s see what she has to say,”

you answer the phone, and hear se-mi’s voice. you haven’t heard her voice since the day you broke up with her.

“i’m outside of no-eul’s but you can tell me to leave,”

“no, no, it’s fine—i’ll go unlock the door for you,”

“great, thanks,”

“before you hang up, why’re you wanting to see me again?”

“we’ll talk about it when you let me in,”

you hung up the call then turned to look at no-eul, who was listening to the entire conversation. “i’m not stopping you,” no-eul said. “but she’s my ex—aren’t you worried she might want to get back with me,” you added.

“and is that my problem? besides, you know who’s better,” she said then reached over to caress your cheek. you sighed, “fine”.

you opened the door and saw se-mi standing in the doorway. before you could at least say hi to her, she walked right past you and went directly towards no-eul.

could it be that no-eul asked se-mi to come over?

“slow down! fuck!” you yelled out as se-mi bounced you up and down onto no-eul’s dick.

here you are, having a fucking threesome with your ex and your current girlfriend.

“your pussy really loosened up after getting with no-eul, didn’t it?” se-mi giggled, her hands lifted your body up and down onto no-eul faster and faster until you couldn’t take it anymore. “too bad you can’t see how pretty she looks right now, bouncing up and down on you, no-eul,” she teased.

no-eul scoffed, rolled her eyes and said, “and too bad you couldn’t be a good girlfriend for her so she had to run to me.”

se-mi furrowed her eyebrows and stopped what she was doing. you got off of no-eul’s lap then watched se-mi push you onto the bed. you laid on your stomach and felt se-mi grip onto your hips and pulled you towards her. “se-mi.. i missed you,” you uttered. se-mi, with a smirk on her face, began to fuck your pussy from behind relentlessly. she didn’t care about starting off slow or gentle, she went fast and rough, her tip hitting the end of your cervix with each pound.

“no-eul, don’t you want to join?” you asked. no-eul got in front of you, pulling your hair, making your head lift up to look at her. “of course i do,” she said. “open your mouth, baby,” no-eul ordered as you opened your mouth slightly.

“good girl,”

no-eul slipped her dick inside of your mouth while se-mi continued pounding you from behind.

this would make a great porno, wouldn’t it? the title for it could be double double.

too bad no-eul was actually fucking other girls whilst the two of you were dating. she never matured.

se-mi was really the one for you. afterall, despite the ups and downs, she always stayed loyal and she knew your heart only belonged to her.

[omgfangirlland]

The Shadows That Nurture 12

Y'all are getting two chapters today because a little silly someone, won't @ because they haven't asked to be tagged in the tag list and Idk if they'd like the call out but they know who they are, liked every chapter and I loved your little comments so I finished chapter 13 so I can post this chapter only fueled by your excitement 🥰🥹

CW: people are getting their ass beat, so mention of blood and decapitation.

Masterlist || First || previous<< Chapter 12 >>next

With Nolan completely refusing to face anyone lately, and the announcement that the guardians are dead, you had to get away. You couldn’t sit and wait for him, couldn’t cry over the guardians, couldn’t sit by and watch how worried Debbie was every morning when he’d left. You just couldn’t.

So, while Mark went to university with Amber and William, you cashed in your vacation days and let the shadows lead you away over the seas to Romania. Softly landing in the Hoia-Baciu Forest felt—surprisingly—like home.

The whispers of the shadows nudged you around the forest, deeper and deeper, past the oddly shaped trees straight to a burnt circle of land where dried trees grew. Walking past the circle changed the scenery, from gloomy grey trunks to moss-covered, flourishing weeping willows circling a little lake.

Walking back to the edge of the circle, you stuck half of your body out and back observing the change happening right before your eyes. It seemed to be a Midnight City magic dome thing. Inside the dome, it was quite beautiful, the astilbes and the Japanese irises giving some color to the landscape. Your hands softly traced the taller flora as you got closer to the lake, lifting off the ground to move towards the center where a small piece of rock was.

This was a great place for an altar and the shadows greatly approved, too. Sitting on your ass, crisscross apple sauce, you placed your hands on the smooth surface, transfiguring it to expand and even out a bit more.

By the time you were done setting wards so no one could find the place and adding the actual altar and the statues for Lady Gotham and Death it was already so late.

With a small sigh, you place yourself in front of the altar once more. You were never religious, your biological mother didn’t care, Bruce didn’t, the Graysons didn’t- it felt awkward to pray to them. Constantine mentioned that praying to them could just be talking to them, they’re not Yahweh, they’re not Allah, they don’t abide by those rules.

So, you didn’t either. You thanked them for the blessings they gave you, hoped they were well, and told them about your day, leaving them with a bowl of sliced apples and some flowers, deciding to visit the rest of the country while you still had a few days of vacation.

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“Went to Mars, almost got killed by Martians, got the shit beaten out of me for trying to help the Titan, got half of Teen Team- er… the new Guardians in hospital. Also, his one guy in the college was kidnapping male students he saw as peak alpha males and modifying them to essentially turn them into robocops wannabes consisting of no free will and mech bodies, including William’s boyfriend, for the betterment of the human race.” Marks sighs tiredly. “Amber and I broke up and made up again. Told her I’m Invincible… she knew.”

Debbie just looked at her son, before turning to look at you. Maybe she should stop asking how everyone’s day was. “Don’t look at me like that, ma. For once I had a normal day. Visited a lot of places in Romania after finding a little nook for my altar and got some presents for you two and our friends.” You shrug as you take another bite of food. “How was your day?”

Your mother smiles. Well, maybe she shouldn’t, it was the little normality she had in her life. “Sold a penthouse to a billionaire who had a set of all gold teeth.” You snort at that. “That’s one way to show off.”

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Since sunrise Mark has been searching for his dad and once he did, he immediately tackled him, rolling through the air for a bit before stopping. “Where have you been?! Why haven’t you said anything?” Nolan didn’t get to respond Mark continued. “Are you cheating on mom? Do you have a second family or something?”

“What?! Of course not! Why would you-“ Nolan stutters at the audacity. “Because one day you just decided to up and disappear! You barely come home anymore- Do you even love us anymore? I need you to think about it before you answer- really consider it, because I want you to mean it truthfully- Do you love us?”

The older Viltrumite couldn’t hide the shock, the anguish as he actually thought about it. Loving them meant going against his mission- to a small degree, sure, he could still finish it- but- “Yes... I-I do. I truly love your mother and you deeply. I love your sister just as much. You three are very important to me.”

“Then stop this- nonsense!” Mark waved his arms around. “You’ve been missing for almost two months, barely come home to sleep- You know how paranoid my sister is, she’s making plans over plans on how to take you down because she thinks you snapped and are trying to conquer the planet.”

“She thinks I plan to conquer Earth?” Nolan asks softly, hands clenching at his side. “Yes! She thinks me and mom don’t know but I found her encrypted files- she thinks now that you know the Viltrumites can create offsprings that have powers with humans, you have started making plans to take over. She thinks you killed the Guardians because they could have slowed you down, maybe even stopped you- she thinks you’ll come to me and ask me to help- that you’ll come clean and confess that the Viltrumites are- are these-“

Mark couldn’t finish… How could he? You didn’t come up with these ideas out of thin air- you had evidence. Circumstantial evidence- but it still was so compelling, too many coincidences to be just nothing. “She made plans that could take me down, too. Just in case I would accept to help you- she’s gone mad, dad. And- and I started to believe it too.”

Mark looks at his father, straight in his eyes. “So I need you to come home, to talk to us- I don’t want to believe it- I don’t want to think that you’d ask me to do such bullshit.” The young man clenched his fist. “Please tell me she’s wrong- because if she isn’t- I won’t help you. I’ll do anything to stop yo-“ Mark didn’t finish as Nolan threw a punch, breaking his mask and making him bite his cheek.

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“Honestly, Eve, I can’t believe you didn’t dump Rex the first time he cheated.” You sipped on your soft drink as you walked with Eve. “I know- It’s just- we both-“ She tried to come up with a reason, just a tiny one to try and keep her pride. “You both got your powers in a lab- yes. I know. That doesn’t mean you don’t deserve the respect of a man. And I can’t believe Kat jumped at the first opportunity- is the ‘not your bestie’s ex’ not in the girl rulebook anymore?”

As Eve opened her mouth to respond to that, what came out was a gasp of shock as her eyes caught the fight happening on the news. “What? Are the news more import-“ As you tuned to look behind you at the TVs in the electronics shop your mouth dropped with the drink you were holding.

The flashing pictures of Mark and the Immortal fighting furiously against Nolan make your blood run cold. The robot cameras that were flying around the men managed to pick up some of the conversation, mostly Immortal furiously yelling but- “This isn’t you! You don’t want to do this! You just feel like you have no choice, but you do!” they caught Mark too.

“Is your dad being mind-controlled?” Eve asks, clearly worried as she looks at you. “No…” Is all you say before you disappear with a breeze of air. It wasn’t a good idea to travel via magic right now. Eve caught a glimpse of Omni-man decapitating The Immortal before she changed into her costume and tried to keep up with you.

Somewhere in space, the League of Justice and Laughing Magician could only watch in terror as the news kept up with the man and his son. “Please don’t… Please don’t try and stop him.” John’s whispered payers were met only with Batman’s suspicious glare. “We should go and help!” Superman’s worried pleas was quickly shut down.

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Mark couldn’t register everything his father yelled at him as they fought through the air, and he definitely could not after being thrown into the ground and punched twice. But he could answer one question. “You and her… I’d still have you and my sister, dad.” And Nolan hesitated on his third punch. But you didn’t.

Your hit threw Nolan off Mark, making the older man crash into a crater of his own. You didn’t let him get a break. “I trusted you! We all did!” Punch after punch, the ground beneath his head created a bigger and bigger hole. “Mom and Mark love you! I love you! And you go and chose them?!”

You didn’t even notice when John Constantine popped in, almost stumbling through the portal as he ran to your brother, racking his brain for every healing spell he could use. He didn’t care that Bruce would corner him when he went back and interrogate him about this, not when you needed him.

“What is so important about them that we didn’t give you?! You haven’t seen them in years-“ Your yelling cracked as you sobbed, your tears mixing with the blood of the man. Why didn’t he choose you? “Why not us? Why them?! Why are you letting me beat the shit out of you?!” As your hands clenched above your head in a double axe handle motion, ready to turn his face into mush, you’re stopped by your brother’s voice calling your name.

Your fury turns to fear and worry as you look towards him, getting up just to stumble towards him and John. Your tears clouded your vision as you fell to your knees by Mark, gently holding his hand as you inquired about him. “I’m fine- just like, five punches to the head and a throw to the ground.” He croaked out, flinching slightly as his nose set back into place while John continued doing his best to heal the young man.

“In other universes, you either die or get the snot and spline beaten outta ya- this is so much better kid.” Constantine immediately cringes at his words, his eyes meeting yours as he instantly apologizes. “- I should have told you, hen-“

The sound of the sonic boom doesn’t even make you flinch. If Nolan wanted to run away, that was fine by you. “I knew. Nobody is that kind just to help out of the goodness of their hearts.” You said softly, reassuring him with a squeeze of his arm. “I should have done more. Should have told the Guardians or someone about my suspicions, my plans on how to deal with him-”

“You made contingency plans?” At your stutter and confused look, Mark could only laugh, immediately getting what the man meant. The rumors of Batman’s paranoia were true after all. “She even made a few for me in case I accepted.” John huffed in amusement at that. “Well- then we better keep you away from the Bat, he may just adopt you.” Some of the League’s members couldn’t hold in their laughs at the utter disgust your face showed. “With my track record of father figures you better keep the furry as far away from me as possible.” Constantine could hear Hal's laughter from where he sat as she finished speaking.

“We should get going before Cecil shows up.” You sigh while helping Mark get up. “We’re moving again? I just got here…” Eve said as she finally landed, getting Mark’s other side. “You both were hard to find, and I missed everything.”

“No need- I can help with that.” John groans as he gets up, brushing his pants off before he opens a portal to Mark’s home. “Alright, let’s get the lad home.” He lets the kids through first, and before he steps in too, he makes sure to flip off the robot cameras, just for Bruce.

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[venusbyline]

Overwhelmed ࿐ྂ Kinktober. 31, oct.

(late post)

— pairing: Spencer Reid x girlfriend!reader

— type: smut, dark, Kinktober (Criminal Minds Edition)

— kink: knife play + CNC

— summary: Spencer's mockery caused a sudden agony in your brain, your insides churning as your body writhed against the knife again. All of that seemed too much. Maybe it was because of the exhaustion of lying motionless in the chair, maybe it was because the ropes were too tight, maybe it was also because Spencer was starting to rub the knife too hard.

— word count: 1.8k

— tags/warnings: kinktober 31st day, female!reader, boyfriend!Reid, post-prison!Reid, DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT, knife play, consensual non-consent (CNC), kidnapping roleplay, rape roleplay, safeword use, dry humping, dry sex, aftercare, rope bondage, dumbification, curse words, crying, subspace, bittersweet ending, rough sex, spit, choking, asphyxiation, sadism, slight dark content, mild angst, mild fluff, soft!Reid, dom!Reid, sub!reader. no use of y/n. english is not my first language.

— tagging list: @thatredlipped-classic @purplehaze206 @ehedrick012110 @hotchsmutrecs @slutcakes00 @emma-e-a @helo1281917

— crossposting: AO3

"Oh, what a naughty girl you are. Did you really think you could get away from me so easily?"

Spencer's words echoed through the room and you whimpered immediately, your panties stuffed into your mouth as a way to muffle the sounds you had been making since Spencer caught you over hours ago, your body cold from the loneliness inside the empty room, the only other thing there being the chair beneath you, your hands and legs tied by a rope whose material was good enough to keep you still even after you tried to squirm when he approached.

"Don't be so hard on me, princess." Spencer teased, chuckling as he walked over until he knelt in front of you, his large hand caressing your cheek. "It could have been worse, couldn't it? When I kidnapped you, I could have been more... Rough." His voice sounded so sweet it turned your stomach and you closed your eyes. Oh, you perfectly remembered about the kidnapping. You were leaving work and all you least expected while you were walking in the parking lot was that you would feel someone grabbing and immobilizing you from behind, the alcohol rag in your nostrils making it difficult for you to escape, until you finally passed out.

Spencer played with your cheek, caressing the skin like you were a doll. A living doll. God, you could even picture him turning you into something like that if you could not escape. "You're so beautiful. Your boyfriend must be such a lucky guy to have you all to himself... A little doll for him to have fun with every night." You opened your eyes when you heard the sentence, your pupils dilating after assimilating what he meant, and it took you a few seconds to react, returning to scream against the fabric of your panties. Spencer ignored the muffled sounds and let his hand trail down your neck, his fingertips brushing your jugular. "I'd like to have you as my doll. What do you think about that, princess?"

You stared at him with the best look of disgust you could muster, hearing Spencer's soft chuckle before he scoffed. "Poor little thing, I almost forget that you can't talk like that." He continued stroking your neck, but his free hand went to your mouth, removing your panties and smirking at the sight of you choking on the sudden intake of air through your mouth, your lungs burning more with each cough. "Better now?" Despite the mean voice, you noticed how Spencer was checking you out, waiting for a verbal response.

After continuing to cough for a while, you managed to mumble. "F-fuck you. You fucking and sick psycho."

Spencer's facial expression was almost comical, his brown eyes wide and his lips parted, trying to think of something clever to say. However, even the genius man with his extremely high and above average IQ was not prepared for your very angry tone and your swearing.

You take advantage of his momentary distraction to spit in his face, and that was what makes him snap out of his trance. Spencer growled, wiping the trail of saliva on his face with the cotton fabric of your panties and looked at you with fire in his eyes. The hand that was playing with your neck closed around it, your eyes widening as you feel the air being denied to you for the second time.

"Fucking slut. I was really trying to be nice to you." Spencer growled again. "Is this how you treat your little boyfriend? Spitting in his face like a wild badass? I don't think so..." Spencer's jaw clenched and he released your throat then. He considered shoving the panties in your face again, until he found a better use for the fabric, stuffing it inside his pocket.

You barely had time to register what was happening. One moment, you were coughing, your throat sore from the asphyxiation, and the next, you were a mess of moans and low screams, rubbing yourself against something hard that you were not sure what it was until you looked down.

Your pussy was simply rubbing against the tip of the handle of Spencer's knife, something he was keeping in his pants pocket along with the leather glove he nimbly put on when you were still struggling to breathe. He took advantage of the strength of the glove's fabric to hold the blade and stimulate your swollen clit with the wooden handle, your legs tied to the chair making your thighs press together, also making the friction more intense for you and more fun for Spencer to watch. "Poor little thing..."

Spencer's mockery caused a sudden agony in your brain, your insides churning as your body writhed against the knife again. All of that seemed too much. Maybe it was because of the exhaustion of lying motionless in the chair, maybe it was because the ropes were too tight, maybe it was also because Spencer was starting to rub the knife too hard.

You could not tell what was happening to your body and inside your mind, but you suddenly snapped. "STOP IT, PLEASE!" You cried out, trying in vain to stop your clit from continuing to pulse against the knife held by Spencer.

Spencer froze when he heard your voice, so fragile and painful. These words normally would not be enough to completely stop the roleplay. They were words always said during the roles. However, Spencer was not an idiot. He knew his girlfriend like the back of his own hand and knew something was wrong. Your scream sounded much more broken than most other times.

"Color?" Spencer asked, moving the knife away from your field of vision, still keeping it in his hand. "Baby, what's the color right now?"

You closed your eyes and took a deep breath when your clit stopped being so abused, tears flowing as you tried to think about your color system. Did you just want a brief break so the two of you could continue after you breathing for a few more moments? Did you want to stop the roles completely? Could you hold on a little longer? Were you too exhausted? Was Spencer mad at you? "Red. Or yellow. Or red... I don't know, Spencie. Please... I just wanna stop it." Your sob broke Spencer's heart, your tears being like salt in the wound. He did not take long to throw the knife on the floor, whispering an apology when you were startled by the sound of the blade hitting the floor.

"It's okay, baby. You're fine. We're fine. It's over. Now it's just me. Your Spencie, your boyfriend." Spencer muttered as he undid the tight knots he had made to immobilize your arms and legs. "You were so good to me, baby. You're always good. I'm so proud of you..."

You shook your head, tears still streaming down your face. You did not feel good enough for Spencer at that moment. Even though it was just your brain playing tricks on you, you could not help but feel useless. Why could not you hold on just a little longer? Both of you always played like that when Spencer was feeling bad about the prison memories. It was a way to help him fight the traumas he had acquired and his slightly dark side that had awakened. You did not know if it was actually a healthy sexual thing to do, but Spencer refused to talk about that part with the therapist.

Anyway, Spencer had your consent. It was something the two of you had already talked about and debated about his boundaries and yours. Sometimes the roleplay had a brief script to be followed and everything varied depending on the needs of both of you. In that week, you and Spencer had decided to go again for something more like an obsessive stalker and a taken girl. Spencer really had a thing for that kink, and you mentally wondered if he pictured your fake boyfriend in the roleplay as the past version of himself.

It was not anything you had not already done. It was always the controversial "consensual non-consent" roleplay. Spencer always gave his all to act perfectly, warning you in advance the day before that something like this would happen that night. You could blame it on tiredness from work, because you had actually forgotten about it when Spencer "kidnapped" you, even though you had followed his commands throughout the afternoon about parking your car away from the security cameras so no one would think he was really kidnapping you. He definitely did not need more time in prison for another mistake by the authorities.

"I-I'm so sorry..." You managed to mumble a few minutes later, the only words in your mind since Spencer untied you, picked you up and ran a warm bath for you.

"There's nothing to worry about, baby." Spencer said, running the sponge gently over your skin, taking extra care with your wrists, which were quite red and bruised due the ropes. "I overdid it this time. I left you waiting too long alone in the room and—"

You interrupted him when you realized he was blaming himself. "Stop it, Spencer. You did everything like we always do. I could have taken more... I just... I felt overwhelmed this time. It all felt like too much. I had too much stress at work and I even forgot a little about what would happen today." Your eyes opened to look at him, noticing that he also had a few tears in those beautiful and big sad eyes.

"I'm so, so sorry. I should have noticed." You shook your head again and Spencer sighed at your stubbornness, taking your wrist gently and placing a few soft kisses on your raw skin. "I'll make it up to you, I promise, baby."

You wanted to say that he did not need to make up anything. That he had not done anything wrong. You had used the color system as you should. You had said your safeword like you were supposed to. You wanted to tell him that you loved him and that he did not need to feel guilty about that situation. There were so many things to be said, clarified and reflected on, but both of you knew that was not the time yet. Spencer could deal with your silence for a while longer. He would bathe you carefully as you relaxed in the bathtub. He would apply ointment to your bruises, and apply body oil to the rest of your skin. He would dry your hair and lay you down on your large and soft bed, only leaving the room for a few quick minutes to get you some tea. Then, Spencer would let you rest and sleep, until your body and mind returned to stability and the two of you could talk about everything that had happened.

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[aidansloth]

Late Nights On Kitchen Floors Sometimes Lead To Confessions

Summary: You come home late one night to find your roommate Jason sobbing on the kitchen floor.

Warnings and A/N: some negative self-thoughts on Jason’s side. In this fic Jason is feeling a lot of feelings :) because we love our men crying and traumatized. Pre-relationship! This is my first time writing for Jason so I hope I did him justice. Written in the second person, gender neutral reader, I tried to make reader as inclusive as possible so if I missed something please let me know! JUSTKNOW that my heart broke while writing this. (final note, I wrote this at 4am so don’t judge me)

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I also posted this on ao3 if you want!!

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You secure the last of the locks on your door as you start to take your boots off along with your coat. Immediately as you stepped in your mind went into autopilot, following your routine so effortlessly that only after what was definitely too many seconds do you notice a heaving sound coming from your kitchen. 

“Jason?”

The words leave your mouth with a tinge of hope that it was just him and not a break-in you’d have to deal with at this ungodly hour in the morning. You check the time with a flick of your phone. 2:14am. 

You receive no response and reach for the bat Jason insisted you left hidden in the umbrella stand. You can never be too safe were his exact words and you’d honestly have to thank him if you made it out tonight. It’s only when you cross the door that you see him: Jason and all of his 6 feet of muscles are scrunched up into a wavering ball, his hands clutching his clothes and his head planted into his knees. All this time you’ve known him and yet he has never looked as vulnerable as he does now, on your dusty crumble-covered floor with tears in his eyes. 

At first no words come out of your mouth, how could they? You’ve talked to Jason just a couple of hours ago on your phone, he called saying he just wanted to hear your voice. He was fine earlier. He was. He asked how your day was. He listened, hanging off your every word. But now here he was in front of you, a broken shell of a man.

Trying to not startle him you get closer and call out his name again. This time he hears you.

He lifts his head and you can see smudged tear stains all over his face probably from an attempt to erase them. An hiccup escapes him and your heart breaks. 

“Oh baby,” you scooch in front of him and take his face in your hands. 

“What happened? What’s wrong?”

He can’t speak. The words are jabbed in his throat, threatening to suffocate him. He opens his mouth but nothing other than a strangled sound comes out. You start petting his hair.

“Hey, hey, it’s fine, you don’t have to say anything alright?” 

You settle on the floor and try to maneuver his body onto yours, his head on your shoulder. His body adapts to yours, his arms wrap around you and he feels like everything is going to be alright. One of your hands runs up and down his spine in a soothing manner while the other is nestled in his hair. 

A couple of minutes pass and you’re still holding him. Jason thinks he likes it. Being held, that is. 

After some more time his head lifts from your shoulder and your hands move to his forearms, caressing the skin there. He takes a deep, shuddering breath before speaking.

“I, ehm…” Jason’s gaze lays low and his hands start to play with yours. “I have to tell you something.” 

You nod and tell him to take his time. He bites his lip, still looking down. 

“I- Fuck, I messed this up. I really did. This was gonna be so much more romantic I swear. I was gonna- I was gonna invite you to that one bookstore we always go to, I was going buy you all the books you set your eyes on and- and I planned a walk through the park- the one- the one you like-” his voice keeps breaking and hiccuping, “-and walk through the flowerbeds and maybe if the day had gone well I would have had the courage to hold your hand.” he wipes a tear off his face with the palm of his hand. 

You try to speak but he speaks first.

“I like you. I really really like you. I wanted to do this well, tomorrow, but- I don’t know. I got too much in my own head and I’m-” Jason bites his lip and tears fill his eyes again, “I’m really sorry this is how I confess, you deserve so much better, so much better and I’m a mess and, and-” you grab his face and force him to look at you. 

“Jason Peter Todd, you listen to me carefully.” his big teary eyes look at your stern ones, “The only reason I’m not kissing you right now is because you deserve a beautifully romantic first kiss because you like beautifully romantic things. You deserve all the wonderful things this world has to offer.”

Jason thinks his heart has never felt so warm. 

“Wha-what?”

His words make you giggle and now he thinks his heart might actually implode. 

“I like you.”

“I like you too.”

Now your giggle turned into a proper laugh which made Jason smile. 

“Yeah, that was pretty obvious from the earlier declaration of love.” Now he’s giggling too. 

“Does that ehm- does that mean you want to be my girlfriend?” You giggle again at the innocence in his voice and Jason thinks he’d die all over again just for a chance to hear you laugh one more time.

“Yes, yes it does. Only if you take me to that date you were talking about though.”

He smiles. “We could go now.”

Your eyes widen. “Now? At 2am?”

He shrugs. “I’m Red Hood. Nothing bad is gonna happen.”

You scoff. “Yeah alright, but I think the bookstore might be closed.”

“Ah. Right. Tomorrow then.”

“Eager?”

His smile only gets bigger. “Duh, I have a girlfriend to take out.”

Thank you for reading!! Constructive criticism/advice is always welcome!

[p0lyn3sian]

Hiii its me again, ok so, my request is slashers with a s/o who's really into skincare that her skin is so soft, smooth and glowy? And she has like a good haircare routine that her hair is smooth and shiny and just over all healthy? Reader just really cares about her over all appearance, thanks you!! ❤️

OMGGG OMGGG YESSSS THIS DRABBLE IS GOING TO BE GOODDD!!!

Sorry for not posting, school has been kicking my ass the last few weeks or so! I think this was a lot longer than some of the other headcannon's loll! So hope y'all like this :D!

Slashers: Patrick, Sinclair Brothers (Bo, Vincent, & Lester), RZ Michael, Brahms & Billy Lenz, Carrie, Chucky & Tiffany, Jason, The Lost Boys (David, Dwayne, Paul, & Marko), Norman, Billy & Stu, Thomas & Bubba

Slashers with S/O that loves to do skincare and hair routine!

Patrick:

Patrick immediately wanted to know where and how your skin glowed like that, and also how smooth your skin is too! Patrick wouldn't let you go anywhere! Your skin is too soft for him to let go! Patrick would also smell your hair and play with your hair too! He's not going to let you go, he's going to be snuggling with you in bed all day, even if you have work..!

Once you tell Patrick about how your skin is soft, smooth, and glowing as well as your hair. Patrick immediately wrote down everything you said, and went to the store after writing what you have said! You expected him to be gone for a few hours or so, because it kinda takes a long time for you to find everything, until he arrives 30 minutes later! Patrick would definitely want you to do the routine on him now, so be prepared for your hands to start aching!

Sinclair Brothers:

Your skin and hair was interesting to Vincent and Lester! Lester was the first one asking you how did you get your skin to glow and your hair like a goddess? Lester is just too mesmerized by your skin and hair, and he felt your hair and to his surprise it was really soft! Even your skin too, he would always want to snuggle with you, but you would always have to tell him to wash off too of course!

Bo would definitely steal you away from his brothers just for snuggles, and other stuff.. Bo can't keep his hands off of you! He's too busy touching your hair and skin, and it's too soft and smooth to let him go! You decided to do your routine on the brothers, and it definitely turned out well for all of them! They all smell great, their skin is kinda soft and smooth but either way it worked! Even their hair too! They all thanked you for your time to do their hair and skin routine!

RZ Michael:

Michael loves to smell your hair when he is by you. Something about your hair and skin just magically pulls Michael! Michael has been touching you a lot lately, whether you're doing chores or just laying down. If you're sitting on the couch, Michael would be on you and may sleep on you because the smell of you always does something to Michael! Michael loves the smell of your hair, he thinks it smells like strawberries!

When you realize Michael loves to smell your hair and touch you a lot more, you bought more of your skincare and hair stuff for you and Michael! You decided to help Michael with the stuff for his skin and hair! His skin turned out a lot smoother than expected, and it made you rub your cheek to Michael's cheek because of how smooth and soft his skin is! You then worked on Michael's hair, and Michael's hair really needed some conditioner to open the locks in his hair. After working on all the routine on Michael, Michael kinda liked the new "him". He's mostly staring at the mirror that's hanging on the door, just checking himself out. While you are on the bed telling him to just come and sleep with you. (We get it Michael, you're fine as hell, but you gotta come to bed 🙄.)

Brahms & Billy Lenz:

Brahms and Billy can't stop touching your skin and your hair! Their hands are always on you and sometimes on your hair too. You would always get pissed if you have done your hair for a special occasion or just for fun, but those two decide to put their faces into your hair! So, you always end up smacking them to get them away. These two are clingy to you wherever you go, whether it's the next room over or downstairs. Since you always smelt good, these two would always ruin the smell, and their smell is either a stinky smell or something else..

You decided to do your own routines on them! You started with hair, because these two hairs are stinky and they probably have lice. And that's okay, because luckily you were prepared for this! After scrubbing and washing all the stuff away from their hair, next was their skin! They showered after you have done their hair and sat down for you to do their skin. You then worked on their skin, applying whatever stuff you use on your skin and applied onto them! After all your hard work, you gave them a mirror and let them check themselves out. These two loved how you did your routine on them, and wanted you to start doing more on them too!(Bless all of your skin care and hair stuff, because these two would definitely beg you for more 😔!)

Carrie:

Carrie thought you were a Goddess! The way your hair shines in the sun, and how the sun shines your skin too! When you both hold hands, Carrie thought how soft your hand is too! She wanted to know how you glow in the sunlight, and what you use for your hair to smell so good too! Carrie had to encourage herself to tell you what products you use for your skin and hair, but she was too shy! She thinks that you would probably not tell her, but then she finds the courage and says her question to you! You immediately answered with a 'yes' and that you would definitely help her with the stuff she needs for her skin and hair!

You pulled her hand towards the store in the mall that you love buying your products from. After buying some products for you and Carrie, you both then walked to your car and drove off. While going back to the house, you were so excited to put skincare and hair products on Carrie! Carrie was pretty excited too! You brought out all the products from the bag and started doing her hair first while she was in the warm bath. Carrie felt really relaxed and she thanked you for taking your time for doing her skin and hair! After doing her hair, you explained which skincare products go first and last on her skin. She then started immediately wanting to see if your skincare products would work! She was amazed that her skin was so soft and glowy too! She hugged you and thanked you for taking your time to do all the stuff for her!

Chucky & Tiffany:

Tiffany was mesmerized how you glow in the sun and how your skin is so soft too! Even your hair pulled Tiffany in a trance! The way your hair shines in the sun and how soft it is! Tiffany would definitely want to do different hairstyles on you, and also different types of makeup too! She wanted you to tell what's your secret on how you glowed in the sun! Chucky thought you were like a sun, because of how you mostly shine everywhere, either it's inside or outside. Chucky and Tiffany love how you glow and shine everywhere you all go!

You showed Tiffany what products you love to use for your routines, and she immediately went into the bathroom to try them on. Chucky didn't want to do it since, he thinks those products are useless. He'll style whatever hairstyle he wants and how he'll take care of his skin. But too bad that Tiffany also dragged him into the bathroom after she did her hair. It all turned out well for Tiffany and Chucky! Tiffany's hair looked so soft as well as Chucky's, and how their skins shined under the bathroom light! Tiffany hugged you and thanked you for showing your routines and that she'll definitely buy more products for you, her and Chucky! Chucky didn't want to lie, but he liked the smell of his own hair and how smooth his skin is too!

Jason:

Jason has always wondered how you even glow in the sun! He loves seeing how the sun kisses your skin and your hair, Jason thinks you're a literal Goddess just walking around in the forest! You always loved how Jason touches you carefully as you are a precious thing to him! Jason also loves getting snuggles from you, he loves how soft you are too! He'll try making different hairstyles from papers that he'll search from people's bags that he had killed.

Jason was a bit shy and embarrassed to ask you for those products you use in your daily life. He came to you, and asked in ASL if you could do products on him, but just his skin since he knows that he doesn't have hair. You immediately said yes and of course you would help him! You got all your supplies and started applying what you usually do in your own skin. It did take a little bit of time, because of Jason's body being almost as a bodybuilder or a bear body! Once everything was done, Jason touched his own arm and rubbed up and down, and he loved how smooth he was! He gave you a crushing hug, which almost caused you almost to pass out, but luckily he let go once he realized your body wasn't breathing. Jason would always come to you if he wants to do his skincare again and grab the items that you need (mostly from campers that are killed).

The Lost Boys:

You put all the boys in a trance, from how your skin and hair is glowing in the moonlight! They haven't realized until now! Get ready to get bombarded with a lot of questions! Like, the boys had to ask what you make your skin so smooth and soft whenever they touch you. Or when they all smell that sweet fragrance when you are walking around with them! You told them that you use products for those things, except perfume.

They wanted you to immediately do it on them, so you did for fun! You applied skincare products on all the boys, and while they were waiting for their skin to be as smooth and soft as yours, you were doing their hair next! Paul and Dwayne's hair was a little tangled, but nothing too much. David and Marko's hair is easy and you can easily brush and put on the stuff in their hair! Once you were done with everything, the boys were so excited to see how everything turned out! And it all turned out perfectly! Their hair was as soft as yours and their skin was so smooth like yours too! They all loved you for taking the time and helping with them!

Norman:

Norman loves how you always glow in the light of your shared home, or in the motel working! He just can't keep his eyes off of you! And he loves the smell of your perfume, he'll sometimes smell strawberry pound cake, vampire blood, etc (or any spray perfume from bath and body wash/other places!!). If Norman is close by you, and if he can smell your hair from where he's standing, he'll also notice that your hair smells just like the perfume you sprayed! He just can't get enough of it, he loves all those perfume and hair stuff you use!

Norman would also notice that your skin is really healthy! He needs to know what makes your skin so glowy like that! You went to stores that you love shopping for your products and went home to try all of them on Norman! He was very excited to try some of your products, and you went to work doing it. After all those products were on Norman, Norman was so surprised that he looked really good! Norman thanked you so much that you can't even count! He'll cherish this forever in his life and heart!

Billy & Stu:

Billy and Stu would give you so many compliments, because of how pretty you are! Stu would always try and hug you because of how soft and smooth you are! As for Billy, he would try and hug you longer so that he could smell your hair, not gonna lie. Billy just loves the smell of your hair and he wanted to know what shampoo and conditioner you use. Stu asked the same thing, but for skin!

You gave them your products of what you use, and these two immediately went into the bathroom and tried the products out. Billy put the shampoo that smelled like your hair and afterwards put on conditioner after drying his hair. Stu shaved, and put in the products that you use for your skin as well as Billy. And they loved how they smell just like you! After these two were done using the shared bathroom, they both walked to you and got into the bed. You loved how they smelled nice now, but you liked the men's products they use because they smell really good, but it doesn't last too long.. Anyways, you all cuddled to sleep, and you loved how fresh the smell was from these two. (Until, the next few days you found all of your products gone from those two using all of it 😔.)

Thomas & Bubba:

Thomas and Bubba wanted to know how you are glowing! Thomas' eyes are always on you and sometimes Mama Luda would scold him to do his work first, and then hangout with you. Bubba would always hangout with you if Thomas doesn't need any help with chores. Bubba loves how smooth your skin is too! Bubba would point to his makeup and then to you, asking you if he can do your makeup. And of course you accepted his request! You always love how bubba is getting better and better with his makeup progress!

Bubba would try and do your hair, but he would sometimes get really frustrated with how your hair doesn't look like the ladies in the magazine. He would slump his shoulders knowing that he didn't do a great job on your hair, but to you it was just progress for Bubba! You will always give him praises on how he did a great job on your makeup and hair, and give him lots of cuddles to make him feel a lot better! As for Thomas, he would go onto his knees and put his head on your thighs, and he would take a few deep breaths smelling your sweet and comforting fragrance! Thomas loves the fragrance that you love to put on, and that fragrance could always make this man sleep in just a few minutes or so. Thomas and Bubba love your cuddles that you give them, because your skin is so smooth and soft that after rubbing or massaging, these two will knock out from it!

[l-starsz]

a/n: finally got around to this😛 i hope this is good, i got a bit carried away writing this.. also it won’t let me tag so i left the @ in🥲 (also last request done!!! still not taking any rn though since i still have loads added to my list of things i need to write and post😋)

billie knew how to get a girl. and it showed. she knew the right things to say and when to say them. although she hadn’t been with many girls, she knew the right way to get a girl without making her uncomfortable. and that’s what she did to me.

i’d had men approach me in the past who definitely didn’t know how to properly make a girl feel right, let alone treat one right. but there was something about billie. probably because she was a girl herself, but i could tell that i wouldn’t regret getting her number. she was sweet, and caring, and she knew that. she knew that she could probably get any girl she wanted with just a few simple words.

from that night forward, billie and i talked a lot, and ended up being friends. but there was always something more there. i fell for her the night i saw her, but i didn’t want her to know that. there were obviously feeling on her part too, though.

like the time i told her i’d never actually had an orgasm when someone touched me. i’d been fucked before, but not well. the people i’d been with just waited until they came, and didn’t bother about me. and billie took it upon herself to advise me i guess? well it was more like an offer to help me out. i laughed it off, i thought she was joking, but then she added onto her words.

“baby, when you need the job done, you can call me.” it was a whisper, but loud enough for me to hear.

my cheeks turned pink and i attempted to change the conversation, but her words lingered in the back of my mind. since i didn’t know she liked me back, i was trying so hard to forget about her. i tried talking to people, but they weren’t like her. i even tried to push her away, but it didn’t work. we had plans, and i could barely cope without her.

the day came, i was seeing her for the first time in a while. i’d missed her. and i felt so bad for pushing her away. i was just finishing getting ready when i heard her car revving outside. i knew the sound of her car. i knew it was her. i was going to her house just to hang out for a while, but she insisted on picking me up.

i ran downstairs and after locking my door, i hopped into her car with a smile on my face.

“hi bil!!” i smiled, hugging her tight, and as best i could sitting down, before buckling my seatbelt.

“hey angel! i’ve missed you.” she pouted and pulled off the curb.

“i missed you so much more.” i giggled, leaning back slightly in my seat.

we spoke for a few minutes before i mentioned something.

“it’s so difficult finding good people around here. i swear things will be going well then all of a sudden they’re either a horrible person, or they can’t be bothered to make me finish.” i rolled my eyes and crossed my arms.

“well you know that if you’ve never had the one, you can call me, baby.” she smirked, one hand on the wheel and the other on the gear shifter.

of course, my cheeks turned pink again, just like the last time she said something like this. the day went smooth after that, we watched movies, had dinner together, and when it was getting a little late, she drove me home again. i told her i’d get a taxi, but she wouldn’t accept that, she wanted to drive me home.

when i’d got into the house, i immediately showered, trying to clear my mind. i needed her so bad. i couldn’t get her to leave my mind. when i finished my shower, i did some self care, and immediately got into bed. my favourite tv show was calling to me when i turned my tv on, but even with it playing i couldn’t get her words to leave my mind.

when it reached 1am and her words still hadn’t left me, i knew to the only option was to call her. i was soaked just thinking about her, i was desperate. i’d pushed my feelings away for way too long and i couldn’t help myself any longer.

i unlocked my phone and found her contact, clicking on the ‘call’ button with shaky movements. she answered in the first ring, her voice keeping the usual soft edge to it. the one that she only used when she was talking to me. i could hear the smile on her face as she spoke.

“hey pretty, everything okay? i only dropped you home a couple hours ago.”

“i.. billie.” i breathed out. i didn’t even know how to word what i needed.

“tell me, love. what’s the matter?” she sounded more concerned now because of my lack of words.

“i.. need you.” i admitted quietly, closing my eyes, worried for her response.

i knew she wouldn’t react badly, she told me to call her, but i was just nervous to admit it.

“i’m on my way.” i heard her smirk.

“hurry. please.” i groaned, laying my head back and listening to her moving around her room.

i heard her grab her keys, put her shoes on, lock her door, the slam of her car door. the whole time she was driving to my house, we stayed on call making small conversation. it felt like forever before i heard her car pulling into my driveway. i didn’t even need to unlock the door for her, she already had a key.

once i heard her walk into my house, i ended the call and waited for her to come to my room.

the second she was in my room, her lips found mine. her hands were all over me, finding the waistband of my shorts almost immediately.

“bil.. i haven’t-“

“shh, it’s okay i’ve got you. no need to tell me, just let me take care of you.” she cut me off.

i nodded and allowed her hand to slip lower, under my shorts and into my underwear. her fingers slid through my soaked folds, my wetness getting on her knuckles just from brushing against my underwear. the tips of her fingers pushed inside me, causing me to let out a breathy moan.

her thumb was resting over my clit, and when her fingers pushed completely inside me, her thumb applied more pressure.

“please billie! please touch me more.” i pouted and scraped my nails along the sheets.

“no need to hurry, baby. let me make you feel good, take my time, yeah?”

i whined in response. as long as she was here i was happy, so i nodded, but my back still arched up, longing for more. her fingers weren’t too quick, nor too slow. they were perfect.

she knew what i needed. like she’d had my body memorised for years. as if this wasn’t the first time she’d ever touched me this way. i could feel my walls clench perfectly around her fingers, my juices getting all over them.

she found the perfect spot soon enough, making me cry out her name, practically begging for her. that was when her thumb moved away. her fingers kept working inside me, but her tongue replaced her thumb. this was going way better than i could’ve imagined, and i thought that my constant daydreaming about her was perfect.

she flicked, sucked, and carefully bit on my clit, giving me as much pleasure as she could without overwhelming me. that was what got me close. ready to cum.

“that’s it, pretty girl. let go for me.”

she moved away from my pussy, just for a moment to speak, before going right back at it. when my walls were basically crushing her fingers, she worked faster to make me finish. and it worked. i was sent straight over the edge, moaning out her name loud. i tried to stay quiet, considering the time, but she was just too good. too perfect.

“there you go. so perfect for me. took my fingers so good.” she spoke against my lips, carefully pulling her fingers out at the same time, using her words as a distraction.

we got cleaned up after a few minutes of laying in each others arms, and when we were curled up together under my blankets, freshly showered. and i was falling asleep, i heard her speak.

“i get the job done, hm baby?”

“definitely. thank you billie.” i mumbled, before falling asleep with my face pressed against her chest.

[slushypoopz]

pretty little birds pt. 4

hamzahthefantastic x youtuber!reader

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late night. unspoken promises. hamzah sitting at her couch, patiently waiting for her to come back. he gave her his card- "treat yourself, you deserve it". she didn't feel it was right, but who was she to say no?

a cat purring on his lap, hamzah scrolled on his phone mindlessly, eager to see her come back and show him what she got. it gets him going, the thought of her making herself look pretty. maybe thinking about him too? he really hoped so. because he spent the whole day thinking about her.

a sound breaking his silent train of thoughts. she entered her dimly lit apartment, a quiet hum of japanese jazz filling her ears immediately. mere seconds later, the cat at her feet, begging for attention. "you missed me baby? i missed you too", she cooed at the little creature, scratching behind its ears. lifting it up from the floor, she walked further into the place, two shopping bags in her hands. looking up, she saw hamzah sitting comfortably, staring at her with a soft but smug smile on his face.

"you had fun?", he asked quietly as she approached him.

"a lot", she grinned down at him, standing between his legs as he caressed her hips with his soft, caring hands she liked way too much to admit.

"yeah? where did you go?", his tone laid back but attentive, half lidded eyes looking up at her, signalling his tiredness. despite wanting to just simply lay down next to her after hours of anticipation, seeing her smile like that made him want to know everything she ever wanted to tell him. even if it meant sitting there, listening to her talk with no signs of stopping.

"i went thrifting. wanted to get some cute stuff for spring... thank you for paying. you really, really, really didn't have to"

seeing her soft, grateful smile made him even happier. "i know. but i wanted to. now come on, give me a haul, yeah? wanna see what you got."

minutes later, she was strutting down the room in one of her new dresses. it was a beautiful ivory color, one he loved seeing her in. she knew. that's why she got it. little frills clung to her figure, making her look cute and whimsical. a smile creeped up on his face as she walked up to him as if she was a model and her apartment was a runway.

"what do you think? cute?", she asked, doing a twirl right in front of him, making him let out a breathless laugh.

"cute", he confirmed, grabbing her hips again, needing her closer. "the fabric feels nice."

"it does, doesn't it?" she put her hands on his, caressing them with her thumbs slowly, drinking in the contact. the air thick, his scent surrounding her thoughts.

"show me the next one"

she turned away, swaying her hips jokingly as she walked back to the bags filled with clothes. "nice underwear", he joked. she momentarily turned to him, her face slightly flushed. laughter filled the room. but there was something more behind it, and they both knew why.

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[lightsoutmatthews]

I´m done waiting for you - Auston Matthews

summary: you and Auston had an arrangement for years, but when feelings get involved it is time to make a decision

pairing: Auston Matthews x female!reader

word count: 4.4k

warnings: angst, cursing

authors notes:

I´m so happy the Mitch imagine I posted last week got such a positive reception because it really was one of my favorite things I´ve written so thank you so much!

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You reclined your deckchair further to take in even more of the sun in the heat of the Arizonian summer. These were your last days here before you would go back to the colder temperatures in Canada.

You dreaded the return home.

The return home also meant that he would inevitably leave you again. You knew it was your fault for always coming back, you knew you should have said no when he asked you to join him at his house for his last two weeks of summer before he had to go back to Toronto for training camp.

This was the third time you were doing this in as many summers. After being shut out of his life for most of the season, the occasional booty calls aside, he always came crawling back and you let him. All while continuing to feel incredibly guilty as soon as you were out of his eyesight.

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Yours and Auston´s relationship did not start off like that. You met him a few years ago in a bar in Toronto. The two of you clicking immediately. You didn’t think you would see him again after your one-night-stand. He was busy with his season; you were busy with work. More than a hookup was not in the cards for either of you. But you kept meeting him.

First there was the small café near your apartment where you ran into him. Neither of you acknowledging the other more than a quick nod as you ordered and drank your coffee on one of the tables while he rushed out as soon as he got his.

 The second time you ran into him at the grocery store. This was the first time you realized that the two of you must live in close proximity. You didn’t recognize the area when you were at his house, but it was dark when you arrived, and dark when you snuck out in the morning. That time again, nothing but a quick nod passing between the two of you. Acknowledgement of a shared history but never enough to speak to each other.

The third time you ran into him was outside of your gym. His eyes locked to yours as you stepped outside of the building as he drove past and stopped at a red light. His eyes locking with yours for a brief second before they started to roam over your body. You wore your favorite pair of leggings to work out in, a sweater covering the matching sports bra. His eyes lingered on your legs a little too long before the car behind be honked for him to start driving.

The next time you saw him was after one of his games. At this point he had messaged you on Instagram and you had been chatting every day since. Both of you making it clear that a relationship was not in your cards but both agreeing that you should give into your mutual attraction.

Meet me after my game. Was the message he sent this morning, alongside a link to a ticket on Ticketmaster. That night he took you home with him and you gave into your desires.

From that point on your hookups became a regular thing.

Occasionally he sent over a ticket, you went to the game and went home with him after. A few times he invited you to dinner first but most times he sent a text late in the evening asking if you were up. You always stayed the night but left as soon as the both of you were awake.

You were content with this arrangement for a while. Both of you got parts of a relationship without the emotional baggage and the real commitment.

He invited you to spend some time at his house in Arizona for the first time the second year your arrangement was going on. At that point he already had slowed down in contacting you at all throughout the season but as soon as they exited the playoffs, once again in a very heartbreaking way, the messages frequented again.

That year you thought that it was just the pressure of the season weighting on him that made him keep up less contact. You also reminded yourself that you were not in a relationship and that you had no right to his time like a girlfriend would have.

The same thing happened the year after and the year after. He would treat you to a vacation in his home. One time he took one week of the three you were spending with him and took you to the Bahamas. You knew it was out of guilt, maybe for ignoring you almost all year or maybe for stringing you along, but you weren’t complaining, you always came back to him anyways.

But that time you were done. Ever since coming back from your trip that summer you started to slowly distance yourself. During your two weeks stay the final nail in the coffin. You were falling for him. You tried everything to prevent it from happening, successfully managing it to not let happen for the past three years, but the longer you were with him that summer, the more you imagined what it would be like to be his girlfriend.

How it would be for him to come home to you after a game, to have breakfast, lunch and dinner together every day he was there. To be able to kiss him outside of the bedroom. To just have his love and affection in a way you craved to be loved.

It started by you replying less and less to his requests of coming over after games, which wasn’t hard since the invitations became even less that year. Auston was on for a career year, you knew he had little nerve for distractions. The occasional message could be turned away by a “I´m on nightshift” or a “I´m spending time with my girlfriends”.

Unfortunately, towards the end of the year you started to cave again. You went through a rough patch at work and craved just some sort of human connection. Sex with a frustrated athlete on a goal drought who just wants to let off some steam took exactly that edge off.

That went on for two months but when the playoffs came around, he once again disappeared from your life and your heart was broken all over again.

Trying to recount how many times you regretted breaking your distance and coming back to him, how many times you called yourself stupid for falling back in his claws time and time again. You weren’t sure if he knew that he was playing with you or if he was just accepting that he was getting what he was getting for years now. Sex with no strings attached.

Of course, he came back during the summer and of course you were dumb enough to accept. These summers were easy. You forgot about life in Canada as soon as you stepped off the plane in the desert and into his car.

It was almost like you were in a relationship during that time. A glimpse into what you could have with him, but he didn’t want with you.

Your time came to an end faster than usual, you didn’t know why or how, but days flew by. The dinners, the sex, the lazy days by the pool followed by lounging on the outdoor couch together watching the sunset while his hand was wrapped in your hair or around your waist leaning down occasionally to place kisses on your face.

The nights spent together in bed where you did nothing but cuddle. It was like he was a different man when he´s not in Toronto. You knew the weight of expectation loomed above his head during the season but for the first time it transferred into the off-season. He had just been named captain of the team which piled on top of what was already on his shoulders.

Now, on your last day in paradise you were still unsure what to do. You knew you could not go another year the same way it had been going. Your feelings for him grew stronger with every day that passed. As you relaxed you thought back this morning, he was standing in the kitchen, shorts hung low on his hips, his muscled chest on display making breakfast for the two of you. He looked incredible. And once again you let your mind wander to what could be.

“What got you thinking his hard.” His deep voice rattled you, ripping you away from the delusional daydream. Slowly you placed your sunglasses on your head and observed him. “Nothing.” It looked like the short answer confused him. His hand brushing through his hair as if he was nervous. “What´s up with you?” You questioned in return. Something was off with him, but you could not quite pinpoint what it was.

“I have no idea. Probably nerves of going back to Toronto.” Nervousness was not something you had ever experienced with him. He was the ever calm, cool and collected man, to superstar who wasn’t afraid of the limelight.

There must be something more behind it, but you would not press, you weren’t his girlfriend, just a summer and once every other month kind of fling.

“Are we going to dinner tonight?” a long sigh left your mouth. “I´m not in the mood, I will probably just pack the rest of my things and go to bed early. I will sleep in the guest room, so I don’t wake you.” You felt your heartbeat fasten when you spoke the words. This was the first time you were outright rejecting to spend time with him. A first step into finally letting go. “Bullshit.” His exclamation so loud it almost made you jump. “What´s up with you?” He pressed again.

“Nothing, Auston. Just dreading to go back to work I guess.” He took another step towards you but stopped before you were in his reach. “You are not sleeping in the guest room on your last day, and you´re not getting to the airport by yourself either. That’s not up for discussion so don’t try to argue. What even put that in your head?” Your shoulders started shaking with laughter.

Not the kind of laughter that was coming after a good joke but the sarcastic kind that just deferred your actual reaction. “You know you can´t tell me what to do, right?” Was what you settled on. “Where is this coming from?” Confusion was written all over his face.

“I don’t know, Auston. Maybe I´m just tired of being strung along by you. And I know I have no right to make such accusations but I´m tired of being your fling for once a month and two weeks in the summer. I want something real. I can´t do this anymore, not when there is someone out there who can give me all the things you won´t and I can´t find him because I´m too hung up on you.” Your voice got quieter with every sentence you said.

A million questions were written on his face. His eyebrows shot up, his lips parting as if words had failed him. When he didn’t respond for a bit, just starring at you, processing, you got up, grabbed your towel and made your way inside. He didn’t follow.

Unsure as to why you went off on him now, you took a shower in the guest bathroom which turned out to be more difficult than expected since all your things were in his en-suite. You didn’t come out for the rest of the afternoon. He didn’t come to check on you.

Your hands trembled and you heart beat incredibly fast, when you entered the living room when you got hungry in the late hours of the evening. Unsure as to what he did while you locked yourself into the guestroom you approached carefully.

Felix tapped over to you, and you gave the dog some head scratches before continuing into the kitchen. Auston was in there stirring something in a pot. He didn’t acknowledge you right away only doing so, when you opened the fridge to get a bottle of water. His eyes roamed over your face; uncertainty spread across his.

The two of you didn’t speak a word through dinner but he wordlessly handed you a plate when he saw you sitting at the table mindlessly scrolling through your phone. “Why didn’t you tell me earlier?” He spoke into the uncomfortable silence. Both of you had finished eating, just sitting there, starring at your phones. “What use would that have been? You made your intention with this arrangement clear when we started.” You ran your hands through your head.

“That was four years ago.” He crossed his arms on the table and leaned forward to look you directly into the eyes. A loud sigh left your throat. “Don’t you think I know that? Why do you think I kept putting you off at the beginning of the year? I tried to protect myself from even more heartbreak, but it didn’t work because here I am.” He opened his mouth but closed it again when you got up, the chair scatting on the floor because of the force.

“I´m tired, Auston. Of this situation and of this day. I will go to bed and leave tomorrow morning, you don’t even have to get up, I humiliated myself enough.”

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When your door opened in the middle of the night you weren’t surprised. But what you didn’t expect was the soft paw scratches on the floor before the door closed again. Felix jumped onto the bed and laid down next to you. The dog sensing that you were upset about something, when he pushed his soft head against your cheek. Tears started to spill over the rims of your eyes as you brushed over his soft fur.

“I´ll miss you so much.” You whispered. It wasn’t just meant for Felix but also for the man you would leave behind tomorrow morning. This adventure you were on for the past four years wasn’t supposed to end like this. Not with a sudden confession but here you were.

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The next morning you got up an hour earlier than necessary just to get out of the house as soon as you could. You couldn’t bear to spend one more minute here. Felix watched you as you scrambled together the rest of your things you quietly got from Auston´s bedroom when he was in the shower last night. The Uber was already ordered so it was time to say goodbye to a place you spent many summers in. You grew to call this house almost a second home. You gave Felix a few more pets, the dog almost looking sad, like he knew what was happening.

What you didn’t expect was Auston waiting for you in the hallway. He wore black sweats and a drew hoodie, bags under his eyes almost like he hadn’t slept all night. You just stared at him. “Let me drive you.” He almost whispered. You weren’t sure why he was acting the way he was acting. He should’ve known from the beginning that this would end eventually. “I already called an Uber.” You answered in an equally quiet voice. He ran a hand over his face.

“Or you could just stay.” He mumbled then. You froze. “What?” You exclaimed louder than you had expected. “Please, stay.” He repeated. His hand reached out to grab yours. When you didn’t reply he tightened his grip on it. “Please, baby.” The term of endearment making you feel warm in your chest, but you weren’t sure of the sincerity of whatever this is. You could curse yourself out for almost falling for his tricks again.

“Don’t make this harder than it has to be. You don’t have to make up some fake feelings just to get me to stay.” Your voice was loud, emotions spilling over. “I can´t do this anymore.” You followed up more quietly.

Tears started to once again spill over. You tried your hardest to not let him see them, but it didn’t work. When you looked up into his face the look of heartbreak almost shattered your heart.

“What are you doing, Auston? Are you trying to save something that had to come to an end eventually anyways?” He swallowed hard.

“You never let me explain anything to you yesterday, well more like I didn’t say anything because my head was filled with so many things I wanted to say but didn’t know how to put into the appropriate way to say them.”

You braced yourself for impact. He was going to tell you that he tried to feel the same way for you but that he only found platonic feelings. “I think I´m falling for you too.” It was like the world stood still at that moment. This was the least of all the answers you expected.

When you didn’t say anything for a few seconds he grabbed your hand again. “I know I never did anything to even remotely give you the feeling that I had, I rather pushed you away throughout the season because I could bear seeing you, knowing I could not have you because you don’t feel the same for me.”

You were stunned by his sudden confession, unsure too. Was this just because he wanted to keep you or was he being honest?

You hated yourself for questioning him, but you lived the past four years, you knew he know he just had to find the right words to get you to stay.

“You´re too late, I don’t even know if what you are saying is real or if you´re just saying that to keep me around. You need to let me go, Auston.” Your head dipped in disappointment. It was hard for you to admit that.

His confession was all that you ever wanted to hear from him, but you needed that break. A clean break to find someone with clear intentions. “Don’t do this.” He plead. “I´m sorry. You had four years to figure it out and you only ever told me when I was on the brink of leaving you. I need to protect myself.”

A honk from outside made you snap out of it. “That´s the Uber.” You grabbed your suitcase and bag from the floor of his hallway and looked back into the house for one last time. “Thank you for everything, Auston. I hope you find someone who makes you happy and I hope you thrive as captain.” You placed a subtle kiss on his cheek before you gave Felix one last pet and walked out of his house. This time forever.

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Weeks passed without you hearing a single thing from him. You continued to live your life without the text messages, the dinners, the games and the late-night calls. You missed him at first, but the longer you were away the easier it got to let go of the feelings.

Occasionally, you checked in on the Leafs. They were doing okay to start the season. People on social media were debating whether the captain had an injury because he was not playing on the level he was playing at last year. You shook your head laughing at that because it would have been hard to replicate the incredible season, he had prior.

During the second week of November, he was placed on injured reserve. You only knew because one of your co-workers was incredibly upset about it. Something in you wanted to check in on him, just to see if there was anything you could do to help. But you remembered that you left, this time for good and for good reason.

A bouquet of flowers arrived at your door a day later.

Your birthday.

You were confused when you opened the door but suspected that one of your girlfriends sent you flowers as a present.

Your heart stopped for a second when you opened the card that was sent with it. Almost dropping the whole bouquet right there on your living room floor. It wasn’t one of your girlfriends.

Happy Birthday. I miss you. A.

Tears prickled at the corner of your eyes. You were supposed to forget about him. You had told yourself for weeks that he was lying to you. That he didn’t have actual feelings for you. That he just said what he said to keep you along. But maybe you kept telling yourself that just to ease the pain that came with leaving him and not knowing if he was sincere in his confession.

This told you he might have been. Of course, he could’ve done all that just to have you in his bed again, but he waited months. He sent something for your birthday which showed you that he still cared.

Just as you grabbed your phone, debating between texting him about the flowers and just ignoring him, keeping the distance you created, a message from him popped up.

Auston: I hope you got my present. I meant what I said. I miss you. I´ve waited long enough to try and get over how things between us ended, but I can´t. Please meet me and let´s talk about this in person. A.

You weren’t sure what to reply. On the one hand you wanted to talk to him and clear the air. On the other hand, you weren’t sure if you wanted this and risk to get hurt again. His intentions sounded sincere though. Your heart skipping a beat, racing a million miles an hour at the potential of actually having what you always wanted.

You: what are you thinking?

Auston: come over to my place? I´ll order your favorite for your birthday and we talk. 7?

You took a deep breath before you answered with trembling hands.

You: okay.

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A few hours later you were at his doorstep. You had knocked just a few seconds ago. Your hands were trembling, you kept thinking about how this was a bad idea.

Paw scratches from the other side of the door had you snap out of your head. A second later an all too familiar doodle was jumping up on you. “Hey, sweetheart.” You greeted the overly excited dog.

Tears already started to well up in your eyes. You missed Felix so much.

When you looked up your eyes were met with his dark ones. They softened slightly when he looked at you and his dog. “Come in.” He said before pulling you into a quick hug.

You melted into his embrace, having missed his tall frame and his strong arms wrapped around you. “Happy birthday.” He whispered into your ear, and it sent a shiver down your spine. “Thank you.” You whispered back.

The familiar hallway was dimly lit like you remembered, walking up the stairs you were to meet with his all too familiar living room in which so many memories hung heavy on the situation.

Some holiday decorations were already up, it was cozy because the fireplace, even though it was fake, engulfed the room with warmth and a soft glow. “Do you want something to drink before we sit down?” You shook your head.

Regardless he took two glasses of water and brought them with him to the couch. While you waited for him you were playing with your hands. Kneading them and slightly picking at your nails.

He sat down as close as possible without making you feel uncomfortable. “Why am I here, Auston?” You questioned with a hint of insecurity in your tone.

“I miss you; Felix misses you and I´m not just saying that because I didn’t sleep with anyone since you left. After you did, I had a long think about it. We both know we were basically a couple whenever you were with me, no matter if it was here of in Arizona.”

When you didn’t say anything for a few seconds he grabbed your hands and continued. “I know I never did anything to even remotely give you the feeling that I had actually fallen for you, for years I kept coming back because I was happy to have you in this way rather than not having you at all. I should have said something sooner. I shouldn’t have given you the felling that I was stringing you along for sex or whatever because I promise you I didn’t. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to subject you to the hockey lifestyle. You deserve someone who can always give you full attention and someone who is not gone all the time, but I cannot let you have what we have with another guy. I know this is selfish and I shouldn’t tell you this after weeks of not speaking to you, but I can´t keep pretending I don’t want you, in every way.”

You were stunned to silence by his confession. This was not what you expected when you showed up at his house. Yes, he told you he was falling for you, but you didn’t think it was this deep. You would rather suspect him lying to keep you in his bed than to actually wanting a relationship with you but here you were.

“Auston…” you mumbled not really knowing what to say. “Please tell me I´m not too late this time. Do you want to be my girlfriend? For real this time?”

His question made your heartbeat faster than it had ever beaten before. He wanted you to be his girlfriend. Give you everything that you had dreamed about for the last four years.

The doubts you had in your head were slowly creeping away. He sounded so sincere, his eyes pleading, telling you, that he was telling the truth.

“Okay.” you said so quietly that you weren’t sure if he had even heard it. “Okay?” He repeated louder. “Yeah, okay.” A second later you were swept into his arms, and he placed the most emotion filled kiss on your lips.

A kiss of new beginnings between two people who were too dumb to speak their mind and deprived another of something good for years. It was a kiss filled with promises of a future together that came with uncertainty, but you were sure that the two of you would get through it together.

[blueberrybirdsworld]

Collision 7/20

Summary:

Lando always had a type : blonde, models, not ready to settle down. Yet once he met her, all his world is changed and he slowly start to realises maybe he was wrong all this time.

It's a prequel story of The Cat Distribution System, on how Lando Norris fall in love with Ariana. Could be read seperatly.

Pairing : lando norris x original female character

Genre : SMAU, Fluff, slow burn, enventual smut and angst

Warning : none

CHAPTER 7 : SMAU

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@carlossainz55: Books? Flowers? Museums? You’re gonna start painting next mate

@oscarpiastri: i blinked and now you're a literature student

@mclaren: New hobbies unlocked during winter break

@sunshineandoil: since WHEN is he walking around London being all ✨poetic✨

@curlylando: the HAIR. the BOOKS. the VIBES. i’m not surviving this softboy lando era

@bloominglando: “new favorite things” LANDO WHO IS SHEEEE 😭

@user4: Is he secretly dating a literature major or 😭?

@user5: 'New favorite things' WHO is your muse sir 🤨

@thelanverse: lowkey convinced he’s been hanging out with a secret girlfriend who likes museums 🧐

@chaoticgoodlando: not to be dramatic but this is my roman empire now

@user6: i miss the chaotic gremlin content but also i am obsessed with this vibe

@daydreamdriver: can he drop the playlist he’s clearly been listening to, we need answers

@arianariverriaTaking my time lately

@pietra; you look like you walked straight out of a Monet painting 💌✨

@cloudsfortea: the coziest life ever omg

@balletslippersoul: you’re literally living in a cottagecore dream right now

@violetmuse: someone cast her in a period drama immediately

@sleepywhiskers: the kitten sleeping like that?? i’m sobbing???

@littlebloombooks: can we get an apartment tour pls i’m begging 🙏

@filmcameradreams: your days off look like the intro of the most beautiful movie

@sweetbreadsunday: i just know her baguettes taste better because of ✨aesthetic✨ reasons

@pinkribbonsoul: you with a bow in your hair >>> healing content

@f1dailytea Spotted: Lando Norris at the National Gallery in London earlier today… and he wasn’t alone. Fans on-site say he was walking around with a girl — but no clear photos yet.

👀 @arianariverria also posted about the National Gallery just hours earlier... Plus, the internet is noticing their latest posts have suspiciously similar cozy/artsy vibes. And remember: Lando was also seen attending a performance at the Royal Opera House last week, where Ariana just happens to be the lead ballerina... coincidence ? 🕵️‍♀️

@f1lanfan: wait isn't Ariana the ballerina girl?? She posted from the SAME museum?? If they are trying to keep it a secret they are terrible at it, must be PR

@softlander: why does I don't see Lando as the type of guy to pick flower for a girl and take her to a museum date ??

@landofthegrid: NO WAY he’s dating her. she's way too "soft girl aesthetic" for him 😭

@mclarensunshine: why does this smell like PR tho??? like trying to fix the party boy image?

@formula1tea: remember when he was seen at the Opera?? where she dances?? yeah no this isn’t random.

@curlylando: i actually think they’re cute if it’s real 🥲 leave him alone pls

@balletboyfail: he’s not into artsy girls lmao his type is influencers and party girls, y’all are reaching

@daydreamsatrose: if this is PR it’s the weirdest move ever lol imagine paying a ballerina to soft-launch

@racetrackrivalries: im sorry but after years of clubbing pics we’re supposed to believe he’s reading poetry now? bye.

@starrynorris: IF it's true... good for him tbh?? growth era maybe??

@ariandart: imagine the chaos if it's real and they've been hiding it for months 🤡

@gridgossip: since when does Lando even GO to museums lmao this feels so fake.

@queenofdrama: went to look at her Insta — she’s NOT his type at ALL 😭 girl looks like she reads poetry by candlelight.

@pitstopchaos: y’all are delulu if you think he gave up yacht parties for some ballet dancer girl 💀

Texts messages : Pietra and Ariana

Ariana: pietra are you awake

Pietra: hi love yeah what’s going on?

Ariana: have you seen it the gossip pages

Pietra: i did i was just about to text you are you okay?

Ariana: no not really they’re tagging me and the comments are horrible

Pietra: babe you can’t listen to them they don’t know anything

Ariana: but what if they’re right what if i’m not his type at all ?

Pietra: ariana stop you’re exactly the kind of person lando needs

Ariana: but what is his usual type? be honest

Pietra: honestly? he’s dated a few party girls influencer types loud, flashy but that doesn’t mean that’s what makes him happy

Ariana: i’m not like that i’m... quiet, i like museums and books and staying home i’m boring compared to what he’s used to

Pietra: no you’re not you’re real, you listen you see things that most people miss lando���s not with you because he wants the same as before he’s with you because you make him feel different

Ariana: but what if i’m just a distraction, something sweet until he gets bored

Pietra: ariana lando’s not like that not when it’s real and it’s real with you i've never seen him like this, he is glowing

Ariana: but what if i’m just a phase what if he wakes up one day and realizes he wants someone flashier again someone who fits his world better

Pietra: then that’s on him, not you you deserve someone who chooses you every day and honestly? i think he’s already started to

Ariana: i’m scared

Pietra: i know it’s scary to be cared for and even scarier to care back but you’re not alone in this lando isn’t letting you go that easily, i promise

Ariana: thank you i’m sorry for dumping all this on you

Pietra: never apologize for feeling things especially when you’re feeling real things

Texts messages : Pietra and Lando

Pietra: you awake?

Lando: sort of what’s up?

Pietra: we need to talk about ariana

Lando: what happened?? is she okay??

Pietra: she’s freaking out about the gossip and the comments about you

Lando: shit i knew it would get to her fuck what do i do??

Pietra: breathe listen she’s scared people are making her doubt herself, making her feel like she’s not enough for you

Lando: WHAT no no no she’s more than enough she’s everything

Pietra: then you need to show her that not just say it make her feel like it’s real

Lando: i thought i was i’m trying

Pietra: lando you’re doing your best but this is new for her your world is loud and fast and big, she’s terrified she doesn’t fit in it

Lando: but i want her in it i want her in every part of it

Pietra: then you have to let her know

Lando: what if she doesn’t want that what if she gets tired of it of me

Pietra: god you’re so blind sometimes

Lando: excuse me??

Pietra: she likes you, lando so much but she’s just scared she’s cautious because it matters if she didn’t care, she wouldn’t be panicking

Lando: i just i don't want to scare her off i don’t want to mess this up

Pietra: you’re not going to you just have to be patient show her she’s welcome in your world that she belongs there

Lando: i don’t want her to ever doubt it not even for a second

Pietra: then prove it, lando start now

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[annihilatius]

Candy Diver human design I did (the images wouldn't load in the correct order I placed them as but whatever)

Uhhj what do I say.. I think the first and last time I've ever drawn fanart for this game was back in September/October 2021? I don't play CRK for the lore or characters really, even if sometimes the stories are engaging or I like some of the characters. I play because it's fun. But ... I watched Legend Of The Duskgloom Sea a few days ago, and immediately knew I just HAD to draw Candy Diver. Something about them makes my neurons activate I can't help it I have a disease RAAHHHH!

@glitchven Just cause you're my only mutual that posts abt this game

Alternative versions and an explanation for my design decisions and fan made lore for it under the cut (spoilers for Legend Of The Duskgloom Sea)

(In the context of being a human) Candy Diver died sometime around the 1920s-30s, when, on a diving expedition looking for treasures, went too deep and realized it after it was too late, eventually running out of breatheable oxygen before reaching the surface (the deeper you go, the more disoriented you get. Humans can barely handle 40m). As a ghost in the Duskgloom Sea, they still wear the very same suit they died in, which is why it's so stained, yellowed, and dirty (realistically it'd be even worse than this), also explaining why their body has decomposed into nothing but a skeleton.

The lantern is some random junk they found they somehow managed to get working. Their original helmet isn't the one you see here, though, because I specifically designed them to *actually* be a deep sea diver; and this is pretty accurate to what they wore, except, of course, they didn't use gumball machines as helmets. Not long after dying and becoming a ghost they lost their helmet, and had to settle with a discarded gumball machine as a replacement. They figured out a way to weld the two parts together (the odd red thing that connects the empty space between the helmet and the shoulderpiece) so it could come on and off. Their original helmet would have looked like this (Mark V divers helmet):

The name "Candy Diver" is one adopted after the fact (either by themself or given to by other people), I'd imagine they were named something completely different before dying

Thinking harder about the whole Candy Diver being dead thing, I thought it would be really cool to take that in a more grotesque direction. Even though now that's it's finished, it (the design) is extremely tame (at least to me, I invisoned them as being more menacing considering the skull, but I've learned now that it's impossible to make a character that has gumballs for eyes scary or intimidating in any way lmao), Candy Diver has SO much potential for body horror and the like, that the game completely strays away from in favor of making them cute (which is incredibly affective btw).

Instead of them just being a ghost who was born from their psychical form dying (most likely), I interpreted them as more of a walking corpse. It may not translate well in the drawing, but they're meant to be hunched over from the constant pressure of how heavy their suit is. They walk slowly but loudly across the seafloor, also because of the weight slowing them down. An odor of death follows them wherever they go after decades of wearing the same clothes and the rotting of what was once their body. Their bones began to decay as well after a time, and eventually they lost their jaw bone, which is why they can't speak (but even when they *could*, I still imagine them as being very very semiverbal anyway. Because autism)

[ghelullu]

Ghost Tour and Album release timelines Infopost

I saw a lot of curiosity and also really bad takes about the upcoming album release in relation to the tour starting soon: „he’s decepting us by selling tickets and we don’t even have an album yet“, „it’s worrying that the album hasn’t even been released!“ etc, and I couldn’t take it anymore. So have a very short overview on how Ghost handled these things in the past and some speculations, brought to you by my autistic historian ass

Opus Popus as the first album doesn’t count here Update: see below, so I’ll ignore it. Just like the EPs (even Popestar, yes)

Infestissumam

Papa II was introduced by Papa I on 15.12.2012 in Linköping

there we also got the first songs (Secular Haze, Marionette cover) played live,

SH single was released a few days (20.12.2012) later on their Website

Papa II Tour start: 23.02.2012 (if you don’t count the bit in december and that P3 Guld Awards thing)

Album Release Date: 10.04.2013

time between tour and album: 1,5 months (46 days)

Meliora

Papa III premiered in Linköping on 03.06.2015 (with the wrong facemask), which also started the tour

first single (Cirice) released on 30.05.2015

Album Release Date: 21.08.2015

time between tour and album: 2,5 months (79 days)

Prequelle (my beloved)

we meet the Cardinal on 06.04.2018 in a Chapter (and some small concerts) before tour kicks off properly:

Tour start: 05.05.2018

first single (Rats) was released on 13.04.2018 (followed by Dance Macabre on 18.05.2018)

notably there's a bit of a break after the pre-release tour (ROTR), the release of the album and then the „proper“ tour (Pale Tour)

Album Release Date: 01.06.2018

time between tour and album: just under 1 month (27 days)

Impera

not counting the Ascension on 03.03.2020 and Sympathy for the Devil (my beloved) on 22.01.2021);

we get 3! singles before the album releases (Hunter’s Moon (super early bc of the movie), CMLS, Twenties)

Preimperatour started on 25.01.2022 (again with a break between the pre-release tour, release and post-release tour)

Album Release Day: 11.03.2022

time between tour and album: 1,5 months (45 days)

Conclusion:

As you see, Ghost always go on tour first and THEN release the album with about 1,5 months inbetween. Many songs are first played live and then we get to hear the studio versions.

Recently we even got dedicated „pre-tours“ (Rats on the Road, Pre-Imperatour) to hype us up. So there is no need to be worried, or even accuse him of being a scammer or whatever. It’s literally the normal modus operandi!

My guess for this Album/Tour (this might age terribly with the most recent website update): I’d assume we get a single later this month/ in march at the latest, and, if I had to guess, the album comes out after the Euro leg of the Redacted tour in late May (1 month passed plus theres a break again, like there was for ROTR/Pale Tour and Pre-/Imperatour)

Update

Since it's been pointed out that not including Opus isn't fair, I shall add that era. I didn't include it, because first albums always have a bit of their own rules and there's a whole lot of issues coming with releasing your first baby - plus I was trying to make a point based on recency (4 of the last 5 albums) etc. plus the lack of money & recognition didn't allow for a real Tour for quite a while. ANYWAY, here's it:

Opus Eponymous:

12.03.2010 they uploaded the Demo tape to MySpace and got a LOT of attention immediately (because it's a frickin' banger)

the album itself was released on 18.10.2010 officially

they played their first gig at Hammer of Doom in Würzburg of all places on 23.10.2010 - yes, after the album release

it wasn't really a tour in that sense; they went on to play some gigs wherever they could, then supported other bands (Paradise Lost in early 2011), the first thing you could call a real tour was Defenders of the Faith III with Trivium, In Flames (my beloveds, check out In Flames if you haven't!) and Rise to Remain in late 2011 - not a real Headliner Solo tour, though, either

Sources: Setlist.fm, wikipedia, my memory, really

[pedroscurls]

The reader and Hugh are in bed in the morning and the reader has to get up for work but Hugh doesn't want her to leave so pulls her back in bed in a big bear hug and she calls In sick 😉

bad influence (one-shot)

summary: already running late for work, hugh convinces you to call in sick. pairing: hugh jackman x fem!reader tags / warnings: fluff, brief suggestive sexual content (18+), no use of y/n word count: 913 a/n: to the anon who sent this in - i'm so sorry it took me a while to post this! hope you enjoy regardless. and as always, this is purely fictional! i mean no disrespect to hugh jackman.

You awake with a jolt, glancing at the clock and realizing that you’ve slept through your alarm. You glance over to the man next to you who’s stirring awake at your sudden movements. He’s lying on his back, shirtless with an arm behind his head as his eyes slowly begin to flutter open. 

“Oh my god, I’m going to be late!” you exclaim, trying to scramble out of bed and bringing the sheet with you. Last night had been amazing and you hadn’t expected to spend the night with Hugh. It had only been your third date with him, but throughout the night, there had been a lingering tension of what the night would bring. 

When he invited you back to his place after dinner, you were excited to accept. To be able to spend uninterrupted time with him behind closed doors without worrying about someone asking for a picture or an autograph was something you were looking forward to. You had both been sitting on the couch – you with your glass of wine and him with his – before the effects of alcohol coursed through your veins and gave you the courage to straddle his lap. 

He had looked up at you in surprise, but with an excited look in his eyes. Hugh had immediately rested his hands on your hips and groaned to himself when you pressed yourself further into him. He wanted to be a gentleman, wanted to be respectful of you and your boundaries, but the more time he spent with you, the more he found it difficult to keep the pent up frustration to himself. His hand could only do so much and he was finding that he needed more relief. He needed you. 

So, when you agreed to come over to his place, Hugh was excited. Not only because of what could happen, but because he was starting to like you more and more with each date. He didn’t want to scare you away, but you had promised him that his lifestyle wouldn’t deter you from pursuing a relationship with him. And it was true. When fans came up to him, you gave him the space and distance he needed but also went so far as to offer to take the picture for the fans; you knew how important Hugh’s fans were to him. 

When the paparazzi would follow him, you’d be right there by his side, just as polite and kind as he was. He knew that not many people could fit into his life, especially after the success of Deadpool & Wolverine, but you managed to fit in so well – like you had always belonged by his side. 

And last night… Well last night was amazing. Falling asleep with you in his arms had lulled him to a deep slumber and it had been a very long time since he had a good night’s rest. Hugh had convinced you to just spend the night, that he’d wake up early today to make sure you leave on time for work, but he was just too comfortable. Too relaxed with you by his side that he had slept through his own alarm too. 

When he hears you mumble under your breath, followed by your sudden movements, Hugh slowly opens his eyes. He sees you from the corner of his eyes lifting the sheet above your chest, covering yourself. He grins to himself, having remembered that you both had fallen asleep naked. 

“What are you doing?” he whispers, the hand behind his head reaching out to gently rest on your lower back as you sit up. 

“I’m going to be late for work, Hugh,” you answer. “I should be at home, already on the way to leave and–”

“Take the day off,” Hugh interjects, eyes gazing up at you. “Spend it with me.”

“Hugh, I can’t. I have a big project that I need to get done.”

“Will it be done today?” Hugh asks.

“Well, no, but–”

“Then at least you’ll have something you can do tomorrow.” Hugh smirks.

You shake your head and go to climb out of his large bed before his arm snakes around your waist to pull you back into bed. He turns on his side and pulls your body flush against him as your back rests against his chest. 

“Hugh…” you whisper, feeling his naked body press against you from behind. You can feel his lower half begin to harden, begin to stir awake at the close proximity. 

“Call in sick, baby,” he mumbles, lips lowering to pepper soft kisses along the back of your bare shoulder. Hugh’s hand slowly dips lower past your abdomen, inching closer and closer to the place between your legs. 

“You’re a bad influence,” you whimper, rolling back into him as your hand reaches down to grip his wrist. 

Hugh grins against you, leaning up to gently nibble at your earlobe. “I’ll take as much time with you as I can get, baby. Now, let me have my breakfast, yeah?” 

You’re about to ask him what he means before he moves to hover above you, lowering himself further and further down the bed until he disappears underneath the sheets. You feel his breath against the inside of your leg and when he licks a stripe up the center of your sex, your back arches and you reach down to grip onto his hair. 

“God, good morning to me,” you whisper, eyes falling shut as you let out a quiet moan. 

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[coquitokisses]

Back Together | Bucky Barnes

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x female reader, (husband!Bucky Barnes x wife!reader, dad!Bucky Barnes x mom!reader)

Word count: 2.4k

Warnings/Tags: Bucky being dad and hubby material, fluff, angst maybe?

Summary: Bucky and reader are married and have two girls, but because of Bucky’s work, reader decides to “break up” and have been separated for a few months. (Let’s say that this “job” was when the whole thing with John Walker happened in TFATWS, idfk lol)

A/N: so I’m currently writing a fanfic (on wattpad) and I had this idea, but I’m not there on the fanfic just yet lol so I decided to just post it here (also, my first language isn’t english so if there are any errors or mistakes, I’m sorry lmao)

The girls are like 4 and 5 years old and those aren’t the names I have planned on using for the fanfic, but it’ll do for now.. and Steve is alive and well lol (he doesn’t make an appearance, but I do mention him, like I said, this idea came as I was writing a fanfic so what I did was try and edit it a little bit so yall don’t need context and shit lol just enjoy okay?)

A/N #2: this is my first time doing this so just bare with me please lmao

It’s almost 10 pm which means Bucky must be on his way to bring the girls back after having them for the weekend. You were away in Seattle the whole weekend for work, but anyways it was Bucky’s turn to stay with the kids. They were supposed to stay with Wanda tonight, but since you arrived earlier than anticipated, you told her that Bucky was gonna bring them over.

You’re not on the best terms. Actually, you’re broken up at the moment and have been like that for like three months now. It all started because of Bucky’s “job”. You always said that he wasn’t being careful with the things he did and you didn’t like the constant worrying about him every time he went out to do his things. He didn’t really see it that way which made you get into a really bad fight and you decided to break up because he wasn’t putting his safety, or his family, as a priority and you didn’t like that.

Which was kinda true. So you’re currently not living together. Bucky has been staying with Steve, or with Sam whenever he comes to New York. The girls usually stay with you and then Bucky takes them on the weekends, but whenever you can’t take them to school (or get them on time) or something on week days, then Bucky takes them without a problem.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to pick them up for you?” Wanda asked while on FaceTime with you

“It’s alright, red, don’t worry.” You replied “Besides, Bucky’s probably on his way anyway.”

“Still haven’t talked?”

“Well we talk, just not about us.” You said walking out of the kitchen

“And are you guys still, like, mad or..?”

“I don’t know.” You let out a sigh

“Steve told you he got out.”

“I know.”

“So?”

“I just.. I don’t know, I haven’t talked to him about it.”

“Well I think you need to.” She said “Just have a little chat and see where things are at.. you guys still love each other.”

And you did. Of course you did. And the girls want you to get back together too. But you just haven’t talked about it again.

“I don’t know, I’ll think about it.” You replied and just as you said that, you saw the car lights through the window “He’s here, I gotta go.”

“Call me if you need anything.”

“I will, love you.”

“Love you more.”

You hung up the call and left the phone on the couch before heading to the door. You opened it and saw Bucky walking over to the house holding Olivia, your youngest, in his arms and Eloise was walking right next to him. And the three of them just looked tired as hell.

“Hi mommy.” Eloise ran over to you

“Hi, pretty girl.” You immediately hugged her

“Say hi to mama, Liv.” Bucky said as he got closer

“Hi mama.” Olivia opened her arms wanting you to pick her up so you did

“Hi, my angel.” You kissed her cheek

“Sorry to bring them so late, we just got out of the cinema.” Bucky said

“Buck, it’s fine, they don’t even go to school yet.” You told him “Did you guys have fun?” You asked the girls

“So much fun!” Eloise replied excitedly “We also went to the trampoline park earlier.”

“Oh well that explains why someone’s a little more tired than others.” You looked at Olivia and she rested her head on your shoulder

“Mommy, can daddy tuck us in tonight, please?” Eloise asked

“Baby, I’m sure mommy had a really long and tired flight and she just wants to sleep.” Bucky told her

“It’s fine, don’t worry about it.” You said “Daddy will tuck you in, sweetheart.” You tucked a few strands of Eloise’s hair behind her ear

“Daddy, come on.” She grabbed Bucky’s hand

You all went inside and you gave the girls a quick shower before Bucky helped them get in their pjs.

“Mommy, are we staying with auntie Wanda tomorrow?” Eloise asked as she got on her bed

“Yes, baby, I need to go to work.” You replied

“Can’t we stay with daddy?”

“Daddy works too, honey.” You moved her hair out of her face “I thought you liked staying with auntie Wanda.”

“We do, but we wanted to stay with daddy again.” Olivia spoke

“Well I can pick you up at auntie Wanda’s house when I get out of work, how does that sound?” Bucky told them

“And we can get dippin dots too?” Olivia looked at him with puppy eyes

“We can get whatever you girls want.” He said squishing her cheeks making her giggle

You couldn’t help but smile a little. You loved watching Bucky with the girls, he really is an amazing father and they love him like crazy.

“Alright it’s getting super late, time to sleep.” You said to them

“But mom!” Eloise pouted

“No buts, listen to your mom.” Bucky said “Come on, get in bed both of you.”

Each of the girls got in their beds and Bucky went and tucked them both. They have their own separate rooms, but they’re pretty close and they’ve always wanted to sleep in the same room so when the time came and you bought Olivia her big girl bed, Bucky just placed it in Eloise’s room. Anyways, when the time comes when they get to the point where they don’t even want to look at each other, you’ll probably make Bucky move Olivia’s bed back to her room and problem solved. But for now, they absolutely love being in the same room.

“I love you.” Bucky kissed Olivia’s forehead “And I love you.” He then kissed Eloise’s “So so much.”

“We love you too, daddy.” They said

“Now get some sleep because auntie Wanda is coming early tomorrow to pick you up before I leave.” You leaned down to kiss each of them on their heads “I love you both so insanely much.”

“Love you too, mommy.”

“Now go to sleep or I’ll call the slender man.” Bucky said as he turned off the light

He quickly closed the door once you got out of the room and the girls let out a scream that made you both laugh.

“You’re evil.” You chuckled “Creating them traumas so young.”

“It gives them strength.”

You rolled your eyes laughing. “Of course.”

You both went downstairs and then Bucky went back to the car to bring back Olivia’s shoes and a few toys that the girls left in the car. While you put them on the dining table, Bucky was just telling you what they did and how the girls were on the weekend.

“Liv didn’t even asked for my help to wipe her after using the bathroom.”

“No?!” You looked at him kinda shocked

Potty training Eloise was way easier than training Olivia. First she was afraid of the toilet being flushed, then she was afraid that something would come out and bite her, then she didn’t want to stay alone while using the toilet. It’s been a rollercoaster for all of you.

“No, she did it all by herself.”

“Oh my god, really? I’m gonna cry.” You said with a hand on your chest

“She said she’s a big girl and big girls don’t need any help to go potty.”

“She is a big girl.” You said “Fuck, they’re both getting so big.”

“They are.” He nodded “How was Seattle?”

“Fucking amazing.” You said excited “It’s so pretty.”

“And how did it went? Are they planning on transferring you?”

“Hell no, I told Nick I’m not leaving New York.” You replied “If we were still living in the compound, then this would’ve been a whole different conversation, but we’re not and we have kids now so no, I’m not leaving even if they pay me more.”

“Well if they are paying you more then..” he raised his eyebrows

You laughed. “You know what I mean, idiot.” You rolled your eyes “But no, I’m not being transferred.”

“Then why did you go?”

“Nick said that they needed someone like me for some training.” You answered “It was great, I got to teach a few people about self defense, how exciting.”

“I’m glad.” He said with a small smile

He was genuinely happy for you. He knew how much you’ve missed working like that. Being an agent, a spy, you missed it. But at the same time, it wasn’t really in your plans anymore ever since you got pregnant with Eloise. It happened during the blip as well so you weren’t exactly working as an agent or spy anymore so you just decided to leave it behind for good. Until recently.

“You know, if it’s really what you want, then go for it.” He told you “The girls aren’t stopping you and neither am I.”

“I know, but it’s just that I feel like I’m on a different stage in life now.” You said “It felt fucking amazing, don’t get me wrong.”

“Then do it, talk with Nick and tell him to put you out there, that’s what you want.”

“I don’t know.” You let out a sigh

“We’re not going anywhere, you know that, right?” He said and you looked at him “And how cool would it be for the girls to say that their mommy is a spy?”

You laughed. “They will brag about it for sure.”

“And the best part is that you’re great at it and always have been.”

“I don’t know, I’ll think about it.” You shrugged looking at the time on the stove “It’s getting very late.” You looked at him

“Ouch okay, I’m leaving.”

“Oh my god.” You rolled your eyes

“Are we gonna keep this up?” He looked at you

“What?”

“This nonsense.” He motioned his hand between the two of you

“This nonsense?” You arched an eyebrow “Do I need to remind you whose fault is it that we’re on this position right now?”

“It could’ve gone so much better, but little miss I’m extremely petty over here, doesn’t like to listen to people and doesn’t care about anything other than her opinion.” He said

“Oh don’t make me mad, James.” You crossed your arms

“It’s the truth and you know it.”

“I think you can go now.” You said turning around and starting to walk away

“See what I mean?” You heard him say from behind “Can’t we just talk about it like normal people?” He asked following you

“I don’t think there’s anything to talk about.” You said turning around to look at him

“Well I think it is.”

“Bucky..”

“Y/N, come on.” He sighed “It’s been three months, are you gonna keep pushing me away?”

And he’s right, you’ve been kinda pushing him away. To be honest, the whole thing could’ve been avoided if Bucky and you came to an agreement, but you never did. You were upset that he was going away with Sam to do all these things that you weren’t okay with and you were thinking about the kids, which, at the moment, he wasn’t doing and that pissed you off. That was the whole thing. He didn’t want to empathize with the way you were viewing the whole situation and he was kinda making you look crazy. Saying things like “it’s not a big deal” or “everything will be alright, you don’t need to freak out”.

How does he expect you to not freak out when he doesn’t care about doing all this dangerous things? Was he insane?

In other circumstances, if you didn’t have kids for example, maybe you would’ve been a little bit more okay with it, maybe. But it’s a whole different scenario now.

And you were kinda pushing him away, sort of. But it wasn’t intentional, it’s just that you were kinda petty and there were times where he wanted to kinda fix things, but you wouldn’t let him because you would find a way to push him away unconsciously.

“You made me feel like I was exaggerating when I clearly wasn’t.” You said

“Because at the moment I did feel that way and I didn’t want to view the situation the way you were.” He explained “And I know I was wrong for that and I’m sorry.”

You let out a sigh. “You still went.”

“I know, I’m sorry, I should’ve stayed here with you, I regretted it the moment I left with Sam.” He said “And I came back as soon as I could.”

“And you stayed with Steve.” You rolled your eyes

“Baby, you wanted to kill me, do you really think I was just gonna come and ask you to take me back after that shit? Like you were just gonna accept me.”

“… Well, you’re kinda right.”

“I know, Steve told me you were pissed and that you wanted to punch me.”

“I did tell him that.” You nodded

“I’m sorry, I really am.”

“It’s fine, just forget it, I’m sick of the topic anyway.” You replied leaning on the back of the couch

“But are we fine?” He asked

“I don’t know, are we?”

“Well I’d say we are, kinda.” He got closer to you “You want me to do anything?”

“You could start by fixing the damn back door.”

“Again? But I just fixed it a few months ago.”

“Well I think you did it wrong because the doorknob is broken again.”

“I need to change that fucking door already.” He rolled his eyes “Anything else? Are you still mad at me?”

“A little.” You replied

“Just a little?” He moved his hands to your hips “I can help you change your mind.”

“Easy there, soldier.”

“Easy my ass, come here.”

Before you could even protest, his real hand grabbed your neck and he pulled you in for a kiss that screamed need. You really missed his kisses and just the way he would always give you a peck, whenever and wherever, whatever you were doing, he didn’t give a single care in the world. This man could see you sitting on the toilet and he still would go and give you a quick kiss.

“God, I’ve missed you.” He whispered on your lips “I’ve missed you so fucking much.”

“I did too.”

“Can we please never fight again?” He gently put his forehead against yours

“As long as you don’t piss me the fuck off doing some stupid shit like that again, we’re good.”

“Good.” He nodded before kissing you again

“And I swear to god..” you started saying between kisses “If I see you again that close to John Walker, I’m gonna kill you.”

“I know.” He said lowering his hands to the back of your thighs and picking you up

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I'm Gonna Win

B. Barnes x f! Reader

Sum: You lose a battle to your husband when you foolishly ask him to come back into the house after he's been working on the broken fence around your house all day.

Smut tags/warnings: complete and utter smut with no plot, oral sex ( f receiving, ) vaginal fingering, Bucky being a smart ass per usual, dirty talk, outdoor sex ( it's fine because yall live on private property, ) sex on the tailgate of Buckys truck?? Not beta read.

A/n: Yeah, I was feeling lazy today, so I quickly whipped this up. I also listened to the album Four by Foreigner like 2 times while writing this, and my favorite song off that album is I'm Gonna Win and it's kinda sexy and just set a good vibe for this fic. Enjoy!

Mdni!! I am not responsible for what you find on the internet.

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It was late afternoon, almost 7pm, and your husband Bucky was still outside working on the broken fence surrounding your house. He'd been working on it all day, almost without any breaks. You were a bit worried, but you knew better than to ask him to stop working. Once he started a project, it was hard to pull him away from it. Especially when he had OCD.

But it was getting late now, and you missed your husband's company, so you decided to call him inside.

" Bucky, " you called out for him from the front porch. He glanced at you from his shoulder for a second before he went back to looking at the fence.

" yeah? "

He was pulling at some weeds that had curled around the fence.

" You gonna come inside soon, hon? " You asked him, looking at him with curved, worried brows. " It's getting late. "

" Too busy. " He responded with another quick glance at you as he snipped off the weeds. You highly anticipated those two words to be his answer. " Too busy " was a common phrase he used towards you.

You sighed, looking down at the ground for a moment as you thought of what you were gonna do. As much as you loved the man, and as much you loved how he worked around the house so much because he looked so sexy doing it , you were worried about him overworking himself.

You decided to just go for it, and you walked out into the wet grass in your front yard, the slippery blades of grass feeling cold against your bare feet. You stood next to him and crossed your arms over your chest, tiling your head and frowning at him.

" James. Come back inside the house. " You told him in a stern voice that told him you were serious. He proceeded to shake his head, and he rummaged through his toolbox for something.

" Toooo busy! " He repeated with a slight sliver of a mock-tone. Your eyebrows furrowed and you put your hands on your hips. You hated how stubborn he could get sometimes.

" James Buchanan Barnes! " You huffed at him angrily. His head snapped towards you as you used his full name. " You will come back inside the house right this instance, mister! " You told him, your voice a bit pitched as you spoke, pointing your finger towards the house.

But he wasn't swayed. In fact, his mind immediately went to how silly you looked talking to him like that. Slowly, his lips twitched and curled up into a wicked smirk. A smirk you knew too well. Whatever he was going to say next wasn't gonna be nice.

" You look cute like that, you know? " He said, catching you off guard. He looked up and down your body, his smirk turning into a full on tooth grin. " All demanding 'n stuff. "

He swept his palms together and dusted his jeans off as he stood up. You back away a bit, your face falling as he towered over you. It was so easy for him to get you to hush your mouth. Especially because you never really scared him, even when you tried so hard.

" aw, you've gone quiet now. " He grinned, stepping forward and reaching his hand out for your face. His thumb ran against your cheekbone, and he bent down to your height to kiss you. His lips lightly brushed against yours, his beard scratching against your skin.

" Cat got your tongue, gorgeous? " He asked against your lips, his grin only impossiblly growing. But you weren't going down without a fight, even though both you and your panties couldn't argue that you were extremely turned on.

" This isn't over, mister. " You grumbled at him, squinting your eyes and furrowing your brows, trying to come off as intimidating. But that wasn't going to sway him, either.

" You're right, " he said, his hot breath fanning over your lips. " It's not over. "

Then--he bent down to pick you up by your thighs and he threw you over his shoulders. You squirmed and lightly hit his back with your fists, your legs dangling down the front of his body, almost completely at his mercy.

" Hey--you--" you tried to speak but he cut you off with a gentle swat to your ass that made you yelp. You huffed and your body tensed in his arms. Before you knew it, you were being thrown down onto the pulled down tailgate of your husband's pickup truck.

" You gonna keep up your cute little protests or are you gonna finally hush your mouth like a good girl? " He questioned, running his vibranium hand down your bare thigh, the coldness of it sending shivers down your spine. It was crazy how quickly he was able to get you to shut up, and you couldn't deny that little known fact between you both. So you pursed your lips together tightly and you nodded your head. Bucky grinned once more and leaned back, his mind racing with ideas of what he could do to you.

" Atta girl. " He praised, his hands gliding across your thighs, one cold and one warn. The contrast was always something so interesting and unique for you to feel. You could feel a slight warm looking at your abdomen as your husband's fingers tugged at the waistband of your shorts.

" May I take these off, gorgeous? " He asked you in a slightly lower, more intimate tone. Your eyes met, and you nodded slowly again, lifting your hips up so he had easier access. He took it as a sign, and in a matter of seconds, he stripped you of your shorts. The shorts were barley a source of warmth in the cold nightly air, but with them off, you felt even colder--more exposed.

The little wet spot on your panties sent Bucky's cock twitching in his pants. He bit his lip as he stared down at it, his metal arm gently moving your legs apart with the push of your knee so he could get a better look at you.

" look at that, " he breathed. " I haven't even touched you yet, and you're already soaked just by my voice. "

He wasn't wrong. The way he spoke to you and the words he chose when he spoke to you were enough to make you cum without any physical movement, and you were very aware of that fact.

He ran his thumb down your clothed slit, staring down at you as he moved his hand against you. You moaned softly when his thumb started moving your clit up and down. Your cunt was already aching for him, begging for him to touch you.

He slipped his hand past the lining of your panties, and his thumb then hauled up and down your dripping folds. Your lips parted, and you looked up at him through your brows, propping yourself up by your hands. He was looking back at you, the air between you both thickening as he prodded the tip of his thumb against your entrance.

But then, he stopped momentarily, and his fingers drifted to your hips were they then curled around the waistband of your panties.

" lift up. " he told you, tugging on your underwear. You quickly obliged, eger to feel him around you without any restrictions. He gently rolled the garment down your legs, and added them to the pile of your clothes on the tailgate of his truck.

He smiled when his eyes fell onto your cunt, wet and glistening under the moonlight. He gulped hard and slid his thick thumb back down to your core, toying with your tiny, aching clit. You whined at the contact, your hips instinctively bucking towards his hand.

" Such a cute little thing. " He muttered, stepping back a bit before bending down over the tailgate, lowering his head between your thighs. You watched him go down, the muscles in your cunt tensing before his wet tongue glided down your folds. Your breath hitched and your hands drifted onto his head, your fingers light curling into his dark hair.

His tongue rolled and flicked up your little bud with a harsh pressure, making your head fall back and your eyes flutter shut. Bucky slowly slid two of his thick, metal fingers into your warmth as his mouth worked on your cunt. You moaned out load, the sound low and coming from deep within your chest.

" Bu-bucky.. " you moaned his name sweetly, the sound going straight to his cock and making him throb. " I don't want you to strain your hands or arms with this. " You panted. " You've already worked so hard with them today. "

God he loved how sweet you were, always caring for him. He shook his head against you; a way to tell you not to worry, but also a way to tease you with his mouth. You moaned softly as he did so.

" Well I don't mind working harder if it means pleasing my girl. " He spoke against your cunt, giving your flesh little pecks. " Besides, I can't feeling nothing in this arm in the first place. "

And with that, his metal fingers sunk into you deeper and slowly began pumping into you as he licked you up. You bit your finger, your hips bucking into his face, shamelessly grinding against him. He smiled against your pussy, laying his tongue down on you flat as you moved against him.

You tugged onto his hair, his fingers curling up into your sweet spot, eliciting a rather loud moan out of you. He then put his flesh hand on your hip, holding you down and keeping you steady without moving too much.

Bucky's lips trailed messy kisses down your slit before they latched onto your tiny little bud, sucking at it gently. You gasped and curled your fingers further into his scalp, urging him to go faster. He took the sign and took it well, pumping his fingers into you harder and faster.

" God, your pussy's so sweet, baby. " He moaned into your folds, pecking at your flesh and pulling on it gently with his lips. He pulled his fingers out just a little below their tips before he shoved them back in, making your eyes roll back and your mouth hang open in pure ecstacy. Your thighs clenched around his face and you chanted his name through broken, loud moans.

" Yeah, that's right, baby. " He chuckled into your pussy, the vibrations making your little center ache for him. " Let me hear you. Ain't nobody around to hear ya but me. "

His hot, wet tongue flicked up and down your shivering clit, his thick middle fingers curling into you in just the right spot. Your moans turned to little whimpers and pants, your chest heaving up and down heavily. Stars were flooding your vision from the back of your eyes as he sucked down on your cunt, the loud, noisy, wet sounds of it making you wetter and wetter.

Bucky could feel your sex contracting around his fingers and squeezing him tight. He smirked, knowing that that could only mean one thing; you were about to cum. And, he was gonna make sure that you came hard.

" Oh shit, honey. " He gasped against your pussy. " You gonna cum soon, pretty girl? "

His eyes flicked up to meet yours, dark and desperate. You were too busy keeping yours shut and craning your neck back to notice him. You opened your dry mouth, and let out a breathy, " uh-huh " with the nod of your head. He gave your clit a few kisses before pulling away from you briefly.

" That's good, but I want you to keep your pretty little eyes on me until you finish on me, okay? " He told you, running his flesh hand over your stomach soothingly. You nodded your head, and with that, he was right back at work.

He flicked his metal fingers in a forward-backward movement inside you, his lips sucking and licking your sensitive little bud. His eyes never left yours, and even though it was so hard not to close them and look away, you never once tire your eyes off his.

Your hips began stuttering against his face, your thighs jerking and shaking around his head uncontrollably. Little hums and pleased groans left Bucky's mouth as he gently shook his head against your pussy. Your moans became more desperate as the sensations became a bit too intense for you. You wanted to pull away from him, but you knew it was easier to do that than just sit there and take it.

Then, his fingers pushed into your sweet spot once more and he began sucking on your over-sensitive clit. You let out a strangled moan, your toes curling in the air as pleasure washed over your body.

And then, you fell apart.

Your breath came out in shuddering pants as your heated, milky juices came flooding your husband's mouth and your senses. You let your back fall limply on the tailgate, your hips quivering against his face and your entire body shaking as you came down from your high.

" There's my pretty girl. So, so, good, honey. " he moaned into you, lapping up your dripping folds. His tongue picked up every last drop of cum that came out of you, and it did so greedily, like someone was going to take you from him. When he was done, he gave your cunt one last kiss before he stood back up.

" Feeling good? " He asked you, rubbing your shaking thighs gently. You put your hand on your forehead in exasperation, chuckling through your short breath.

" Always. " You told him. He grinned.

" Good. "

Bucky crawled up over your body, the tailgate shaking slightly under your combined weight. He straddled your waist and leaned down to kiss you deeply, taking your breath away once again. You weakly slid your hand up his vibranium arm, moaning softly into his mouth as his flesh hand came up to cup your breast under your sweatshirt.

" And remember, honey, " he began, trailing wet kisses down your cheek. " you know you can't win a fight like that with me. " His thumb twirled around your nipple, making you gasp into his mouth and your back arch.

" Because I'm always going to win. "