#and i agree movies are like. third/fourth date things

[pop-punklouis]

SO true about the movie thing! My local theater does $5 Tuesdays and I go on solo dates every week. It’s also right next to a five below so I buy a bunch of snacks and go in! I spend $20 a month on just movies and I love it! People ask me why I like to go alone all the time and I’m like ?? Movies isn’t the best place for dates or hang outs (IMO) because you just sit there quietly and can’t talk lol. So I love going solo!

yessss i dunno man seeing a film in theaters is such a different experience and i always come out feeling refreshed and lighter??? movie magic is real lol i'll go see three movies a week by myself in a mostly empty theater and have the time of my life lol

[scoobydooisadetective]

Timeline (So far)

This won't include MER's accusations. You can read a breakdown here.

Any opinion, thought or rumor will be in italics.

2022

March — ?

MER says they started dating by the end of march, when they went on a trip together on her statement.

Tenoch said in his statement this relationship lasted a few months.

April

Elena is part of the podcast El feisbuk de la Malinche Podcast con Prietxs

August

22: Representative Ana Valenzuela (PAN) presents a law to sanction stealthing (thank you @luzsp9-1981 for the screenshot). It's not approved.

29: First approach from el Feisbuk de la Malinche to pay MER

October

27: Second approach from el Fesibuk de la Malinche to pay MER

November

11: Black Panther Wakanda Forever hits theaters and it's a massive success.

14: Los pájaros en el Alambre say that MER wants a political career in this post

26: Tenoch meets mexican president Andrés Manuel López Obrador (AMLO/political party: MORENA) and they watch a soccer game together.

December

2: Elena calls out Tenoch for the first time in a podcast. She does it at the end and links it to the AMLO reunion. (around 14:00)

She says, "Of course it is a political act to have the president inviting a football player, for him to invite another politician who's from opposition and of course, when he invites them, things don't change, they are just stances, social status that the president sends as a message. And I don't have anything against the president. Recently, he invited Tenoch Huerta. How is it possible that we, the ones that live in the town, are actually fighting against racism. And he can represent, for his brown skin, whoever he wants to in the movie that came out, but it's not fair that there are brown representations... It's not worth at all if they're sexual offenders. I leave it at that."

(Sorry if it was a messy translation, but she kept getting distracted)

17: Third attempt from El feisbuk de la Malinche to pay MER

2023

January

Allegedly, Elena starts mentioning Tenoch as a sexual offender in reels and livestreams. Sadly, we don't have proof of this. But @cutelatinagirl can testify this one. She and a friend.

23: Fourth attempt from El feisbuk de la Malinche to pay MER

April

7: Luz Valdés calls out Hijos del Maíz for taking advantage of Feliciana Bautista for the Rebozo Tenoch wore on Milan's Fashion week. Tenoch had nothing to do with it, but he was thrown into the polemic. (He wore the cape back in september, 2022)

(This is a rumor, but some people think Luz and Elena are friends, as of July, 1st. they follow each other on SM

She also supported MER's claims against Poder Prieto

)

8: Tenoch makes a statement about the situation

13: Fifth attempt from El feisbuk de la Malinche to pay MER

14: Tenoch makes another statement. This one also alludes to the Rebozo polemic, but adds:

Since his meeting with AMLO, the attacks towards him have risen. They have reached the point of various groups attacking his career, intimacy and even doxxing his family (adresses, workplaces and his daughter's schools).

He calls out the press for the lack of rigurosity when writing the news about the rebozo.

He talks about how now that his fame has grown, the attacks have too.

He says that he doesn't agree with everything AMLO does, like what happened in Ciudad de Juárez, where 40 immigrants died.

He mentions he's receiving legal advice.

June

8:

Sixth attempt from El Feisbuk de la Melinche to pay MER

MER calls out Poder Prieto for sharing the podcast, asking them to pay her. She calls Tenoch a predator. She also says in her IG story that Poder Prieto treated her badly because they were defending Tenoch

9:

"What are the important achievements made by Poder Prieto? What topics have they put on the table? Serious question.

She replies. "That Tenoch huerta pretends to sleep with young women when they arrive at Kapital Films, I mean, Poder Prieto".

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Tenoch has the table read for his new project Fiesta en la Madriguera:

10:

She's asked about context for the accusations. She replies "Slow, dear, there's no rush"

Talked about the Rebozo polemic and what Maya Zapata did

"[About maya] the one that mocked an artesan that's younger than her and then uploaded a video like 'your envy feeds my ego'?

MER replies: "The one that in her Festival Poder Prieto asked more artesans to go free at los Pinos (because they aren't famous, they're making them a favor)

(Not related to Tenoch, but I think it's important to show she seems to have something against Maya and Poder Prieto)

When asked "why is Tenoch a sexual offender and predator?" she replies "because he is, why else?"

When asked if Tenoch had sexually assaulted her, she replies "yes, and many more".

She says that Poder Prieto protects the sexual offender and predator Tenoch Huerta. She also states they went to look for her at a concert so there wouldn't be any polemics because of his Marvel movie (and she tags Marvel Latam).

She also tells Maya Zapata directly "I'm not playing".

Tenoch replies to the accusations, denying them:

11:

Talks about how hard it is to speak up about emotional and power abuse. (Changes the allegations. Mind you, she was saying he sexually assaulted her in the latest tweets).

Shows screenshots of random people threatening her with acid. Calls Tenoch a "abuser, manipulator and sexual predator".

15:

She issues her own statement

In it, she doesn't directly adress him when referring to stealthing.

Basically says he ghosted her

She says that Tenoch sleeps around with women in Poder Prieto and a lot of them do it because they want to advance in the movie industry.

16:

She posts the statement in english

17:

She's confronted about the accusations made by different sources about the way her family lived in Oaxaca (these are supported by legal papers). Says those are "paid campaigns" by Vera Carrizal (her attacker) so they can silence her.

21:

Makes a thread. In it, she says "They are not unsubstantiated accusations. Rape is not fiction and is substantiated."

Takes her three hours to post the first "proof".

It's an anon

The anon accuses him of stealthing. There's no proof because the anon deleted everything.

Tenoch exits his movie Fiesta en la Madriguera. He sends a statement to the news. He mentions he will be taking legal action.

22:

We get a different anon. Now it's a dissorted voicemail. (And a weird emphasis on her age). Again, no proof.

23:

shows more "proof". now it relates to raciel rivas.

in these screenshots we learn that she might have accused tenoch of stealthing because a woman called raciel rivas out and tenoch dismissed it, saying he does it too. she had this message since june 12th, and if you remember, she issued her statement on june 15th.

24:

Raciel Rivas denies what MER said, therefore, tenoch being there saying those things never happened either.

Raciel Rivas asked his ex partner to speak up. Video is here.

26:

Her acid attack case has its mid-hearing. She asks not to use proof unrelated to the fact. You can see it here.

She also says she won't refer to the other accusations (aka, Tenoch) for the time being.

27:

(After she said she wasn't going to talk about it)

Another anon post. Again, no proof. (And mostly shaming a brown man for his kinks)

29:

Los pájaros en el alambre, an independent news outlet, say her lawyer is connected with the PAN and they made up the story about tenoch to boost the law made by Ana Valenzuela. They also say she wants to be a representative.

(Read it here)

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A few comments about it:

So far, she hasn't been able to prove that he has sexually assaulted, or r*ped a woman.

She has blocked most of tenoch's fans and journalists who approached her to talk about the topic.

Statements made by her about her mental health have resurfaced (here).

A lot of people from Oaxaca have spoken up about what happened there and her connection to murat, she blocks them.

MER's connections to transphobic groups have resurfaced (here)

It's election year in Mexico

that's all I can think about for now. I hope this helps anyone who's lost see what's up. If I missed anything, please add it!

[zeawesomebirdie]

For the tag game 5+1 Clark fills in for Bruce

[for this ask game here]

Thanks for the ask!! This fic is very very fun and I have so much to say about it!!

This starts out with Dick dating Bruce, and it's five times Clark takes Dick out on whatever date Bruce canceled, plus the one time Clark takes Dick out on a real date. Dick has been living back home at the Manor for a while at this point, and he and Bruce were supposed to be past the whole miscommunication thing that they had going on post-everything with Jason, but it turns out Bruce just isn't good at this kind of relationship. This fic isn't intended to be Bruce bashing or anything like that, I just really enjoy the contrast of brudick being terrible for each other vs superwing being actually a great relationship for Dick!

I'm just going to give you the full plot, because this is up there as one of the somftest things I'm actively haunted by 😌

The first time is in the evening, Clark's just gotten home from a long day at the Planet and he's very ready to do nothing but binge watch whatever show it was that Lois recommended, but he accidentally hears Dick sobbing his eyes out somewhere in Gotham, and naturally he has to zip over immediately, just in case something's wrong. He finds Dick sitting on the roof of the Manor, and it turns out that Bruce was over an hour late for a dinner date, only to cancel it via text. Clark offers to take Dick to dinner, so that he doesn't waste his reservation, except he needs to fly home very quickly first to get out of the sweats and t-shirt he had thrown on, but Dick tells him not to bother, changes out of his own nice suit and into general bang-around clothes, and they go to this very fancy, freshly opened Italian restaurant for a very nice dinner

The second time, Clark tries not to be annoyed and tries to remember it's none of his business when Bruce cancels another date only a few weeks later, this time to a new museum exhibit. This time is in the middle of the day, and Clark has to get Lois to cover for him with Perry before going to find Dick again sobbing on the roof. After the museum, they go for ice cream at the place they used to go after long patrols, the few times Superman was in charge of Robin's patrolling the city alone. This is also when Clark starts to catch feelings, but he brushes them off as just wishing Bruce was treating Dick better

The third time, Dick texts Clark in the early evening to ask if he wants to go to disco night at the local roller rink, because Bruce is a no show. Clark agrees, only to realize he definitely has feelings for Dick when Dick shows up in a clearly fan-made Discowing-inspired casual cosplay. He's also terrible at roller skating, and Dick has to hold his hand to keep him from falling, which naturally Clark has mixed feelings about. Bruce is at the Manor when Clark drives Dick home, and doesn't seem to notice how Dick immediately lights up upon seeing him, but Clark ends up feeling guilty for thinking Dick deserves better anyway

The fourth time is another time Clark's getting home from work only to overhear Dick crying, except this time Dick is also clearly singing/screaming along to terrible break up songs on what sounds like a car stereo. When he flies over, Clark finds Dick parked down the road from a drive-in theater. Dick immediately scootches over to the passenger seat and tells Clark that he was really looking forward to the movies tonight, so Clark drives them in and they watch the movies. It's a double feature, Back to the Future and Back to the Future II, and there is a kiss!! Finally!! Which Clark feels horribly guilty for, even though Dick tries to tell him it's fine

The fifth time, Clark is helping Bruce with some case or another in the Cave, when Dick comes down to ask Bruce if he's ready to go. Bruce tells him to go without him, and Dick rolls his eyes and asks Clark if he wants to go to the circus with him, because he's been looking forward to this night for months now. Bruce doesn't even object to this, and Clark agrees to go. While there, Dick spends the first part of the night on his phone, then puts it away and slides his hand into Clark's and, when Clark asks what Bruce would have to say about that, tells him that he's done with trying to date Bruce and would rather see where this goes. And it almost feels like a normal date after that, complete with a goodnight kiss 😌

And finally the plus one!! Dick invites Clark to breakfast at a little family-run cafe just down the block from Wayne Enterprises, and they catch up on Dick's latest cases and the latest office drama at the Planet, and it's a lovely first date!

I'm still working on fully fleshing out the zero draft, but this fic completely haunts me on a very regular basis, so I'm hoping to be able to get to work on it once I finish my current first drafts!! Thanks again for the ask!

[openheartfanfics]

Tobias x F!MC: Pure Fluff

One Shots: I - R

In a Pickle - @jerzwriter ☁ Spend a typical Wednesday night with Tobias and (a very pregnant) Casey as they snuggle up to watch one of their favorite television shows, Abbott Elementary.

In the Middle of the Night - @jerzwriter  Casey's now in her third trimester, and she can't sleep through the night, and that means Tobias isn't either. Luckily, they make the best of it together.

Interrupted Plans - @alj4890 💘 Tobias and Chris spend first Valentine's Together after they go public (after the attack).

It Had To Be You - @jerzwriter   Tobias explores Casey’s crushes, and is in for a surprise.

It's all relative... - @jerzwriter   Casey and Tobias are starting their fall weekend with lunch at their favorite café. Tobias insists the younger waitress is flirting with him, but Casey bets that he’s wrong.

Just A Little Faith - @jerzwriter 🎄 Casey and Tobias reflect on how they have changed as they await Christmas day.

Just Fine! - @jerzwriter    Tobias stumbles upon a shaken Bryce... who tries to warn him about what he's in for.  But Tobias has things under control... or does he?

Karma is... a Barbie Premiere - @jerzwriter Tobias scores tickets to the biggest event in Boston, and he & Casey each invite a friend. When they learn who each invited, the wheels start spinning. Ethan Ramsey x F!OC; Tobias Carrick x F!MC

Part 1 | Part 2

Kind Of Our First Valentine's Day - @jerzwriter 💘 First they were obsessed. Then she hated his guts. Then they were friends. Then he fell in love. And so did she, but she wouldn’t admit it. And now it’s Valentine's Day, so what do they do?

Last Stop - @jerzwriter  The best friends just recently turned into a couple.  One late night, they get into a battle of wills until they realize they've got nothing to debate after all.

Learning Curve - @jerzwriter  It's "Bring Your Child to Work Day," and Sammy has some preconceived ideas about how it will go, but at the end of the day, she's in for some sweet surprises.

Look to the Future - @lucy-268 Decisions need to be made about the future.

Love in the Afternoon - @storyofmychoices  Tobias and Casey enjoy an afternoon dance.

ME! - @jerzwriter   Casey's just agreed to semi-officially live with Tobias, and it leads to some unusual conversations.

Men of Hopkins - @jerzwriter Tobias keeps teasing Casey about an embarrassing secret from her past. She asks Ethan won’t help her find some old dirt on Tobias, but she’s undeterred. What she uncovers is shocking… and she learns why Ethan didn’t want it unearthed too.

Morning Person - @jerzwriter As a new couple, Tobias & Casey wake up together, ready to greet the world in a brand new way.

Mostly Pleasant Surprises - @jerzwriter   It’s Tobias’s birthday, and his good “friend” Casey is not sure what to do about it. With the help of Sienna, she came up with a great idea, but will someone bring it all crashing down at the end?

Movie? What Movie? - @jerzwriter Tobias & Casey are officially together and happy to be out in the open... but does that leave anyone safe? Join them on date night and find out.

Mystery Unlocked: A Night of Intrigue at Edenbrook - @storyofmychoices Ethan keeps skipping out on their Escape the Room group date nights, so they bring the mystery to him. Feat. Bryce Lahela x F!OC, Ethan Ramsey x F!MC, Tobias Carrick x F!MC

National Hug Your Cat Day - @jerzwriter 📸 It's National Hug Your Cat Day, and Casey & Tobias pay tribute to their little guy on Instagram. Of course, the usual chaos ensues.

No One Else - @jerzwriter 💘 Misunderstandings, changes in plans, a blast from the past, and secret admirers threaten to turn Tobias & Casey's first second Valentine's Day upside down.

Part 1

No Time Like the Present - @alj4890  A rewrite of the confession scene from Love Actually.

Not So Fast - @jerzwriter 💘 It's their fourth third Valentine's Day together, and it looks a little different than the rest. Still, all is going well until Tobias drops a little bombshell.

Not Tonight - @jerzwriter Ⓜ How does Tobias handle the first time Casey says “not tonight”? What about when the tables are turned?

On The Run - @alj4890 Just a short drabble of Chris seeing what kind of doctor Tobias is once he’s at Edenbrook.

On the Spot - @jerzwriter 👻 It's their first Halloween as parents of two, and things are a little crazy at the Carrick's, but it's nothing they can't handle.

One Summer Night... - @jerzwriter The lights are out in Boston in the middle of a heatwave, and no one is sleeping, but it is a night full of sweet memories for Tobias & Casey... once they cool off.

Oops - @alj4890 Chris gets unexpected news. [3.10]

Open Heart Drabble - @lilyoffandoms  A drunken night of merriment. Feat. Tobias x F!MC, Bryce x F!MC, and Ethan x F!MC

Our Little Surprise - @jerzwriter During a toast at their wedding, Tobias & Casey share a little secret they've been keeping.

Over the Top - @alj4890  This takes place about a month after the attack and when Tobias and Chris return from visiting her family in Scotland.

Repercussions - @jerzwriter Late-night cravings and lots of love.

Reporting for Duty - @jerzwriter   Tobias’s accepted a position at Edenbrook, and it will be a good... and bad... adjustment.

Rough Start - @alj4890 Rewriting Chapter three of Book One if Tobias was there instead of Ethan Ramsey. [1.3]

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SUBMIT OPEN HEART FICS & WRITERS HERE

[sublimedefendorartisan]

I did this because of an oc prompt on tiktok and it reminded me of Todd

Todd x OC headcannons/prompts:

-Todd met his boyfriend Theo during a patrol in town after he accidentally knocked into him

-Theo is half Australian half British and he works in a baker

-Theo has long blonde hair (kinda like comic Ambrosius) and pale green eyes and fair skin he's only 2 inches shorter than Todd

-Theo finds Todd strange and rude at first especially after hearing about his past actions towards Ballister he saw him as an obnoxious and egolostic person

-Todd had a crush on him from day one and would often try to get his attention and spend time with him but he would always fail and have it end in an awkward misunderstanding

-one day after a rough day at the bakery Theo goes to the park to clear his head and Todd ends up being there as well ,obviously he's not pleased to see him but surprisingly he doesn't act like a jerk and asks if he's alright so Theo proceeds to vent to him about his day and from then on they slowly get closer

-Theo ends up meeting Ballister and Ambrosius who are shocked to find that Theo shows interest in Todd because well...he's Todd

-Ballister and Theo like to bake together and share recipes with each other

-Ambrosius is quite fond of Theo as he's one of the few people besides Ballister who treats him like a regular person

-Todd gets jealous when he sees Theo talking to other knights who purposely show off to him(even though he does the exact same thing)

-Todd begins to be more polite and empathetic ,this really started to show when Theo scolded him for teasing Ballister after seeing them argue

-Todd will never admit it but he is super cuddly with Theo and likes sniffing his hair which Theo doesn't mind

-He goes to Ballister and Ambrosius for help with asking him out both of them help but tell him they'll break his kneecaps if he makes Theo cry (he promises he won't )

-Theo agrees to go on the first date and the second and the third and the fourth so on

-After the events of the movie Theo dotes on Todd and tells him to be more careful and not break anymore bones

-(assuming that Nimona does stay after coming back)Theo finds Nimona to be energetic and fun to be around and actually enjoys participating in her little schemes and stunts which Ballister is happy to hear mad worried about at the same time

-Nimona is baffled that he is willingly dating Todd and even asks him if he's being held against his will and Theo just laughes and says no and he will let Nimona know if he ever is (although Nimona knows he could beat Todd's ass if he tried anything )

-Todd will try to finish patrols as early as possible so he can sneak out and meet Theo in the bakery

-one day Ambrosius and Theo have the idea to go on a double date and it goes well but Ambrosius and Todd ends up arguing who looks better on the date Theo or Ballister

-Theo loves Todd's freckles and will trace them with his fingers which makes Todd blush and giggle

Had this idea for Todd for a bit now because I dunno seem like the kinda guy to soften up for his partner or at least be less of a jerk around them

I noticed in the comic there a character who looks similar to Todd during the Christmas special and I got curious to know what he would've been like if we saw him as an adult so I just think it wouldn't be a stretch if he's Todd in the Nimona movie

will probably write a fic about this later :)

[the-writer-nerd-ro]

If you want me to stop writing Sara Pena and Hunter Richardson you have to pay me 'cause I have my next two fics planned out and I doubt I'll stop there, either

Hunter Finally Plans The Perfect Date

Hunter Richardson was no longer sure if she could count. Mathematically, this was her third date with Sara Pena, unless you counted the party where they met as a date, then it was the fourth. But their first proper date had mainly consisted of Sara talking about her freelance party business, SaraPenaPartyForHire, so maybe this was only their second date.

But whatever it was, it absolutely had to be perfect.

This was the first time Sara Pena had ever visited her here. Hunter hadn't had a lot of girls visit the funeral home, where she lived in a little upstairs area that had a shower, a futon, and a microwave. Once her other dates had found out her idea of a romantic picnic was spreading out a quilt in the cemetery they had ended things.

Not Sara Pena, though.

“It’s so beautiful here.”

“You don’t think it’s spooky?” Hunter asked, impressed and amused.

“No, it’s lovely. There’s so much love here, all these people who were cared for enough to be buried and memorialized here, the flowers on the gravestones, the fresh cut grass… It’s so beautiful that so many people care so much for their loved ones. I think it would be nice to die knowing you were that cared for.”

“You are,” Hunter said without thinking.

“Hm?”

“I mean, I’m sure there are a lot of people who care about you. A lot of people who would leave flowers on your grave.”

Sara reached out and took Hunter’s hand. “At least one.”

Hunter flushed. “Yeah… At least one.”

“Thank you for planning this date, H.”

“Thank you for agreeing to it. Most girls don’t want to go on a date to the cemetery.”

“Why? It’s so romantic. It’s just like in my favorite rom-com."

“What?” Hunter had never seen a rom-com where the couple went on a graveside date.

“Oh! You’ve never seen Elizabethtown?”

“Sara, I doubt anyone has ever seen Elizabethtown.”

“That’s not true, it spawned the phrase manic pixie dream girl. Orlando Bloom is in it.”

“I don’t know who that is.”

“Oh my god, Hunter we have to watch it. And then all of the Pirates of The Caribbean movies.”

“I suppose you have a copy?”

“I have three copies, two at home and one on my phone. We can watch it when we get done eating.”

“I think it might rain,” Hunter commented, another mark against her perfect date.

“That’s okay, you live over there, right?” Sara asked, pointing at the funeral home.

“Uh, yeah,” Hunter said, seeming embarrassed.

“Well, you know what they say.”

“What do they say?”

“Home is where the funerals are.”

Hunter burst out laughing, “Yeah, okay, we can watch the movie at my place after we eat. I don’t want you walking home if it starts raining, anyways.”

“Oh, I like walking in the rain. But if you don’t want me to today, I won’t.”

They finished lunch, gathered up their things, and headed inside the funeral home to Hunter’s squat little loft. There was a camera on a peg by the door, as well as a corkboard with some of the pictures Hunter had taken and sketches she had drawn, mostly of the cemetery. In the corner, there was a card table with a microwave, a lawn chair, and a mini fridge.

Hunter sat down on the vintage-looking floral print futon and patted the seat next to her. Sara looked shocked.

“Sorry, I know it isn’t much. There’s a bathroom with a shower, though. And a closet.”

“How long have you lived here?” Sara asked, without an ounce of condescension.

Hunter shuffled her feet, mortified. “I took over this place from my parents when they died, and I only really had enough money to keep the business afloat or keep the house, and, well, I needed a job and like you said, people need to know their deceased loved ones are cared for, so I kept the business.”

Sara crashed onto the futon and flung her arms around Hunter.

“I was right about you,” Sara said.

“Yeah?”

“When we started dating I knew you were someone who cared so much about the people you loved. And I was so happy you chose me to be one of them. I still am.”

A sob grew in Hunter’s throat as she melted into Sara’s arms.

“A lot of people think I don’t care about anything. They think I don’t feel anything.”

“It sounds like a lot of people don’t deserve you, hun,” Sara said, rocking Hunter back and forth.

“I feel like I don’t deserve you,” Hunter admitted, glancing around at her living situation.

Sara must have noticed that. “Well, I can tell you for a fact we deserve each other. And hey… I don’t want you to stay buried here. How about you move into my apartment? It’s got windows. And a bathtub. And real kitchen.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, it’s actually a pretty nice kitchen, too.”

“No, I mean you really want me to move in with you? We’ve only known each other for like, a month.”

“If you’re not ready, that’s okay, I’m not going to rush you. But I know exactly what I want, Hunter.”

“What do you want?” Hunter asked, intoxicatingly close to Sara’s lips. They hadn’t kissed before, they hadn’t even spent a night together, moving in was such a big, irrational, inviting step.

“I want to hold you like this every night, and wake up and start the day with you every morning.”

Sara didn’t seem to be worried about rushing things. She was always so sure of things, her confidence and passion were two of the things Hunter loved the most.

For a second, Hunter was only sure of one thing, and so she leaned in and kissed Sara Pena without another moment’s hesitation. Sara kissed back, emboldening Hunter even further.

“Okay, let’s do it.”

“We’ll hold off on the movie for now, I’ll help you pack and when the rain lets up we can head over to my place.” Sara stopped herself, a beaming smile taking over her face, “Our place.”

Those two words filled Hunter with the same confidence Sara must have felt. It didn’t matter if they’d been on three dates or three thousand, all that mattered was they were together. And so together they would be.

[aethuviel]

I saw Avatar: TWOW this past wednesday, and these are my spoiler-y thoughts.

I went to see the original Avatar twice when it first came. Once in regular theaters, knowing absolutely nothing about it except “blue aliens on a forest planet”. Then the next time on New Year’s Eve, when we drove 100 km to a different city to see it in 3D, and needless to say, I was absolutely floored by the world and its beauty.

I was just starting worldbuilding in late 2009, and Avatar gave me the biggest inspiration kick I’ve ever had, that lasted for many years.

The story and characters were never the greatest however, and couldn’t really be due to the story the film wanted to tell. It’s fine. (I have to say Grace is my favorite female character ever, but that’s not saying a lot because I haven’t seen many interesting female characters. I just love her attitude, her love for Pandoran nature and her character development.)

So, when is the sequel coming? Waiting. And waiting and waiting and waiting. After the third or fourth delay (I don’t even know), I decided to just give it up and “It comes when it comes”. When the final release date was set, I joked online “Avatar 2 is coming in 2022? I’m so happy it’s finally coming in 2023! It will be 15 years since the first one! I can’t wait to see Avatar 2 in 2025!”, making a joke on the constant delays...

While recent big franchise sequels and reboots have been disappointments and I haven’t been to cinemas since 2018, this was the first time since 2015 I felt this excited to see a film. I actually trust Cameron to stay true to his vision and not sell out to make some cheap crap.

I also trust him not to put spoilers in the trailers, so while I’ve watched trailers like holding a piece of hot coal since HTTYD 2 (still pissy about it nine years later), I gladly watched all the Way of Water trailers, but I really tried to avoid seeing revealing information online (like who all the kids are).

All in all: I don’t think it’s as massive an experience as Avatar 1, but there’s a good reason for that.

The reason being, of course, that Avatar in 2009 was a shock to audiences. We weren’t expecting to be immersed in such a beautiful world, like something seen in a dream (and it actually was, by Cameron, many years ago...). Cue “The Avatar Blues”.

This time however, we knew we were supposed to be blown away by a beautiful alien planet, so the shock couldn’t possibly be as great.

I also can’t agree with the cast’s statements that “the stakes are higher”, I actually think the stakes of Hometree going down (and possibly the Tree of Souls) was a higher one than a man-on-man revenge plot and a family being threatened. It’s a different story and premise, so it is what it is.

This film is really all about family, and I loved that because it’s actually really rare in cinema, and something that’s rare in fiction full stop, is families having more than 1 kid, so I really loved seeing a family with four kids here (no, not counting Spider).

One disappointment is the soundtrack. James Horner’s parts from the first movies were not adapted, they were put in completely as is. Akula chasing Lo’ak? Music from Thanator chasing Jake. Kids riding Ilu for the first time? Music from when Jake rode Ikran for the first time. Tulkun killed? Music from Hometree’s destruction. If you’ve seen the first film many times and perhaps taken a liking to listening to the soundtrack, these stand out like a sore thumb.

And the rest, composed by Simon Franglen, just couldn’t hold a candle to James Horner. There were some good bits, and of course Neytiri’s song added some nice atmosphere and worldbuilding, but unfortunately, not a memorable soundtrack.

There were otherwise only two things that stood out to me, that I didn’t like. While the Omatikaya were not overly inspired by Native Americans or any other human culture, the Metkayina were definitely overly inspired by Maori and other Polynesians. The tattoos, even the brief haka display. It was too obvious. It’s as obvious as if Neytiri’s father would have worn a feather hat, as the chief.

The other thing, was the marine biologist explaining the intelligence of the tulkun. This is an alien planet, and I absolutely love the idea of having sapient species that are not humanoid, or building human-like societies. That said, this film, and its predecessor, definitely wants you to think about Earth all the time. What he says about the tulkun is almost word for word from Blackfish, where animal rights activists lie for 90 minutes straight about killer whales.

In Blackfish, they insinuate on no grounds whatsoever, that killer whales are more intelligent and feel more intense emotions than humans, because of a “part of the brain humans don’t have”. Yes, they do have that... it has to do with echolocation, of course we don’t have that. It has nothing to do with emotion or intelligence. They are extremely intelligent and emotional, but there’s absolutely no reason to think they, or any other whales, have more of it than we have. (For the record, killer whales are so compassionate to other creatures that they will kill a baby humpback or grey whale slowly in front of its mother, only to eat its tongue, a delicacy, and leave its trashed corpse to its mother, who is left hanging in shock.)

Since this was included in the film, and it so obviously wants to make us think of Earth whales, I had to roll my eyes and cringe for a bit.

I’ve seen nitpicking about other things, basically because they failed to understand something about the film.

“Why are they speaking English?” (Jake makes it very clear in an early scene that they are speaking Na’vi, it’s just translated to us. No way most audiences would want to sit through a 3 hour film in an alien language, not to mention how difficult it would be on the actors.)

“Neytiri would NEVER want to kill an INNOCENT person, that’s not her!” on her threatening Spider. What? That was perfectly in line with her character, and her best scene in the film. Her son had just been murdered, and the entire rest of her family was at gunpoint. The film made it very clear Neytiri never liked or trusted Spider. If you can’t understand her actions in that scene, I don’t know what to say. And he’s not a child, it’s not like she threatened a toddler, he’s almost a man.

Towards the end of the film, I was wondering why Neteyam didn’t have more of a story. Lo’ak has a lot going on, Kiri is clearly being set up for something huge, Tuk is just a child still... but Neteyam was just there to be a big brother. “Maybe”, I though, “he’ll have more of a story in the next film”. ...aaaand he was dead 15 minutes later. And I understood, that’s what he as a character existed for. Jake’s family couldn’t get out of this story without a loss, for story-telling purposes, I understand that.

But it also meant it was hard to feel something when Neteyam died. It was more being sad for Jake and Neytiri, than sad because he died.

And it was a really beautiful scene towards the end, when Jake and Neytiri joined with the tree to see him again.

All in all, I would give the film a 9-9.5 out of 10. Same as the original Avatar, which may just have a bit of an edge over this one, but they’re both absolutely great.

[blackberryblueberry]

M, third & fourth meeting

With M I wanted to test him out, to see if I could get acts of service from him, since I'd decided I'd been too servile in all of my other dating experiences. It was nerve-wracking, because he'd be effortlessly agreeable to doing favors for me in person, but then would never text, making me think he'd changed his mind or hadn't been truthful in person. I had to be very proactive in following up. Still things would generally always work out as agreed: he picked me up from my hometown on his drive back to the city from his hometown. We had some Indian food in my hometown, and then on the drive he played some music by his favorite artist, and when we got to my place we cuddled. I was still having what I imagined (half jokingly) to be an allergic reaction to him, since each time we had sex I'd have some kind of itchy reaction a few days later. So we didn't have sex, but I did work up the nerve to tell him about the itchy reactions, and the conversation was surprisingly easy. He was thoughtful about it, and wondered if it could have been an allergy to the condom, and he ended up recommending me this Japanese brand (Okamoto). It was really pleasant, it felt like we were just hanging out and shooting the shit, even though we were talking about sex and possible infection. He offered to take a walk with me in the park before going home, so we did that--I brought him to the Boathouse and we looked at turtles. When we got back to his car I didn't know when it would make sense to hang out again, and said I'd need to check my calendar. "I'm down for movies, or to make dinner," he said, again seeming so agreeable to seeing me again, and again not texting me at all after we parted. I was disappointed he didn't even check in about my doctor's appointment.

A week later I texted him late at night asking if he wanted to get dinner the following day, and he responded "ya sure let's do it," and suggested we drive to Queens. He picked me up and we drove to get Jamaican takeout, and then drove to the beach. As excited as I was to see him and go on a city adventure, I was nervous and despondent once I got in his car, because I think I was already crushing on him but feeling insecure about whether he liked me since he never texted. Still, he was his usual talkative and friendly self, and when I did share small bits about myself (always, I realize, about having some kind of anxiety) he would immediately say something positive and uplifting. My crush, and my hopelessness, simultaneously deepened.

I relaxed a bit more on the beach, and we talked about health stuff, some family trips he had upcoming, his father's illness and death. I learned he was a hypochondriac. We walked along the beach, and there were some stretches of silence. At the end of the beach we made out, and then we drove back along the Belt Parkway at dusk listening to music. We got to my place and he stayed until he had a work call at 10pm. We gave each other head on my couch, and when I went down on him he came quickly again. I spat it out into the bathroom sink and it was tinged pink; I was concerned, but then remembered that I'd been drinking a deep purple sorrel-ginger drink.

"So I'm good at it?" I said when I got back.

"Yeah. I think I told you last time that you were. You have like... good technique." Somehow I wished the praise were more effusive, although obviously the best praise was what had already happened: him cumming in what felt like less than two minutes of me sucking dick.

The conversation wandered onto the subject of kinks - different things he'd tried, different things I liked. He was so open to everything, even the idea of being pegged. "I'm down for anything," he said, in that open and friendly way of his that I made me feel happy and safe. I told him that someone else (someone I'd met on the apps before) had once told me that someone had come to him with the request to be praised. That was new to him. He said, "You mean like, 'Oh you're doing so good'?" When he said this he dropped into a bit of casual character, but in a way that was somehow absolutely and perfectly tuned and reader it really fucking did something to me.

Eventually I told him that I wasn't sure if he actually liked hanging out with me because he never texted, and he said he did, but he was just really busy with work. A had made essentially the same excuse to me, and I had really doubted it with A, who did not seem to have a job (unless the job was just chasing women who could also advance his social position, in which case he had many jobs). M on the other hand did seem to be working a lot. "Didn't I just see you?" he asked. "Like over the weekend--Sunday?"

"No, it was a week ago--last Friday you picked me up."

He was losing track of days, he said. He was stressed about work--he'd been laid off a couple months ago and was freelancing and also cold-emailing for more opportunities, and considering backup plans as well. He emphasized that he was really very introverted, with spurts of being extroverted, and he could go days without seeing anyone, and not notice. I asked if he was free on the day of my upcoming move, and he said he could definitely help me move. He promised that we'd see each other again soon, and patted me on the head.

That was shaping up to be our dynamic. I had gone into this new round of dating looking for signs of people who could bring me ease and take care of me, and even though he was a horrible texter, in material ways he was showing up for me where no one had in the past, and even emotionally I was somehow able to be a sad and anxious and depressed baby around him without facing rejection or judgment. But also he could not give me the kind of daily touch that I needed; he had legitimate excuses but I needed more. I'm not sure I could get this person to fall in love with me--that'd be out of my control--and even if I could, I'm not sure a relationship with him could satisfy all my needs--but I'd try very hard to make him a lifelong friend. I already liked him so much.

[seeeayelluhhh]

I think, I love too much Thinking about this is seems so unbelievable. I didn't think that I would come up to this. Imagine, I didn't know this guy that much but

I allowed him to treat me the way he wanted. To treat me in a way that would soothe him.

The saddest part is, i allowed him to. i let him

We met thru a dating app. I think we clicked that moment. He started giving time. He was awake during my work hours (I worked graveyard shift that time) We would watch movies all throughout my shift. And I enjoyed it. I enjoyed his company. I enjoyed our messages. I felt so seen that time. Until the first warning sign showed up. He asked me if I wanted to be his girl. I told him that I wasn't ready, that I wanted to know him more before I step into this relationship but he kept on insisting. I was too afraid that I would lose him so I agreed. I don't know what to do. He is my first 'actual' relationship.

Second warning sign is that he becomes agitated when I don't do what he wanted. He likes me sending some upper chest nude pics from me. We fight about this. I'm so afraid sending him one because it might leaked and I don't know what to do of such thing happens. But I don't want us fighting. i can't deal with him if he's like that, so I did it. From pictures to videos and me being afraid that something would happen to me anytime. But to tell you honestly, that moment, I felt liberated. Like thrill of doing something illegal. I liked it somehow.

Third warning, he asked me to be part of his business. He had this computer business where he would customized personal computers based on what the buyer wants. He said, he lacked money and asked me to invest half of the computer he was trying to build. Again, with temperament of not getting what he wants. I did helped him. Not sure of having return of what I have invested but for some reason, I put my trust. Blind faith. Until my investment grew still not getting anything back. i am trying to forget the amount that I have spent. Maybe that way, I wouldn't hurt my finance though it really did. Fourth warning, he is not talking to me. Basic updates were okay to him. Good mornings, What are you doing are enough for him but to me, it wasnt and it should not. I noticed that my question were not asked back. I don't get the same intensity when we first started talking. It's like I'm getting to know him more but he wasn't interested in me. I beg for more of this time and I know I shouldn't beg for something that I should get freely. When I tried to communicate this with him, he just dismissed it. Like it is something we should talk about. Like I'm just having my own drama show in my head. Writing this, makes me sad. I am directing this huge affection for someone who doesn't plan on returning it. Am I angry at him? No. But I asked myself why I still pushed so far though he doesn't have energy to give it back. Am I learning from this? Yes.

Do I regret loving him? No. But I wish I knew a lot. I have learned that we should never dodge the warning signs we see.

[waitimcomingtoo]

Bagels and Bites

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Reader

Synopsis: Sebastian likes to flirt with you in interviews

Masterlist

It all started when you met him on The Late Late Show.

“How are you all feeling tonight?” James asked you and Sebastian Stan as you sat on the guest couch.

“I’m excited.” You beamed as Sebastian rested his arm on the couch behind you.

“So am I. We should probably talk about this later,” Sebastian smiled directly at you, “but we’ve been wanting to meet each other for a long time.”

“Have you?” James chuckled.

“No.” You laughed and playfully hit Sebastian in the chest. “We had one interaction on Twitter and he thinks there’s something between us.”

“It was a very flirty interaction.” Sebastian clarified. “There were sparks flying all over those tweets.”

“So this is your first time actually meeting?” James asked. “Even though you’re in the marvel movies together?”

“It’s weird. I haven’t met half the cast.” You shrugged. “I’ll meet everyone else once the press tour starts but so far I’ve only met the people I’ve filmed with. Just Chris, and Chris, and um, oh yeah. Chris.”

You looked down and smiled to yourself when you heard Sebastian laughing at your joke. Even though you’d never met him, you’d always liked him. It was a well known secret on the Internet that you were his celebrity crush, since he was so inclined on bringing it up in almost every interview of his. Being face to face for the first time now, you were feeling a little intoxicated from his charm. Well, his charm and the white wine you’d been sipping on.

“I hope they stop putting me with Mackie and start putting me with Y/n once this press tour starts.” Sebastian said after taking a sip of his wine. “I love him but I can’t keep babysitting him at 8 in the morning. I’d like to wake up to someone who looks a little more like this one.”

“I know what you mean.” You agreed. “He would show up to set every morning all ready to go and I’m like dude, give me a few hours for my personality to arrive.”

“I was so mad that he got to film with you and I didn’t.” Sebastian shook his head. “We finally get cast in a movie together and we’re never in the same scene.”

“Well,” you put your hand on his knee and patted it, “we’re meeting now. Lucky you.”

“Yeah.” He smirked at you. “Lucky me.”

“Now, Sebastian.” James reminded you both that he was there. “I heard a rumor that you have a little crush on Y/n.”

“Well, I try not to pay attention to rumors.” Sebastian waved his hand. “But that ones pretty accurate.”

“Oh my God.” You put your hand over your heart, which was about to beat out of your chest, and laughed.

“It’s true. I’ve been meaning to tell you this for a while, but I feel like I’ve seen you all my life. And here you are in person and you look so great.” Sebastian said through a shy smile. You laughed in shock at his compliment and looked down at your lap.

“You’re fully going for it.” James laughed at how bold Sebastian was being.

“You’re not being a very good wingman.” You teased James as you took a long sip of your drink. The more alcohol you had in you, the easier it would be to flirt with the incredible attractive man next to you.

“I was never known for that.” James agreed. “But I heard your brother is a pretty good one, isn’t he?”

“Oh My God.” You groaned, knowing exactly what James was referring to. “He’s not.”

“What happened?” Sebastian wondered, never taking his eyes off you.

“I took my brother to the Oscars with me last year and we happened to be sitting next to Jake Gyllenhaal.” You explained. “And the whole night, he’s telling Jake about how I used to be in love with him when I was a kid. If there weren’t a bunch of cameras around us, I would’ve rung his neck.”

“So I’m assuming you and Jake aren’t the next celebrity power couple?” James teased.

“We are not.” You shook your head. “I can confidently say that I was still single.”

“I was just gonna and say, there’s still hope for us.” Sebastian gestured between the two of you. You opened your mouth in shock before biting down on your tongue. You playfully hit Sebastian again, signally that you were just as interested as he was.

“You’re really going for it.” James pointed out. “I must say, wow.”

“Why not?” Sebastian grinned. “This is the time.”

“You are pretty cute, I just wanna say.” You flirted back for the hell of it. Sebastian laughed in surprise before covering his face with his hands. You laughed as well as he hunched over to hide his face.

“He’s actually gone red now!” James pointed at him. “He was so sure of himself and now he’s all red.”

“Leave him alone.” You pouted as you rubbed Sebastians back. Sebastian sat back up and rubbed his face with his hands.

“Yeah.” Sebastian said assertively as he wrapped an arm around you. “Leave me alone. I’m trying to flirt here.”

“How would you ask her on a date, then?” James asked. “Since you’re so in love with her.”

“Like this.” Sebastian said as he turned to you “Ce faci?”

“Would you bite me in the neck?” You asked, catching him completely off guard. He took his arm away and laughed in shock at your words.

“Oh my God.” He chuckled as he looked around in embarrassment. Suddenly, he turned back to you and cupped one side of your face, tilting your neck slightly with his hand. He bit down on your exposed neck, making the audience erupt in a series of laughter and gasps. You giggled when you felt his scruff tickling your neck and made no effort to push him off.

“He actually did it.” James looked at the audience to see if they were seeing what he was.

“She asked me to.” Sebastian rolled his eyes playfully. His arm was still around you and neither of you wanted it off.

“It was a hypothetical but I guess I know my answer.” You shrugged as you leaned back on the couch.

“Why would you ask him that?” James wondered.

“Like a vampire.” You explained. “Aren’t vampires from Romania?”

“That’s Transylvania.” Sebastian smiled fondly at you.

“Oh.” You realized. “I still liked it.”

“I’ll do it again later.” Sebastian shrugged, making your hide your face in embarrassment.

“Promise?” You said suddenly as you put your hand back on his knee. It was Sebastians turn to be baffled as he put his free hand on tops of yours.

“Darling.” He choked out, too stunned to form a full sentence.

“This has been an intense experience.” James fans himself with his cards. “What will the two of you do after the show?”

“I’ll probably go home, order a pizza, and pass out while watching all of Sebastian’s episodes of Once Upon a Time.” You joked.

“I was going to do the exact same thing.” Sebastian nodded. “Right after I got a job as a pizza delivery boy so I can go to Y/n’s house.”

“Or you could just come over.” You shrugged, making Sebastian blush.

“I like that idea too.” Sebastian replied.

“I’m trying to imagine what the poor pizza delivery boy is gonna see when he arrives at Y/n’s house later.” James grimaced, making the audience laugh.

“I know, right? They open the door and this is what the get.” Sebastian gestured to you. “It’s you. How lucky they are.”

You leaned into him as you laughed, the alcohol making you feel bolder than usual. You’d never be this flirty with a man you’d just met, but he made it too easy.

The rest of the interview continued in a similar fashion, with you and Sebastian unapologetically flirting with each other every chance you got. By the end of the interview, you were so close that your knees were touching. When it came time to say goodbye, you felt an unexpected pane of sadness.

“Well, thank you both for coming on the show tonight.” James smiled. “I hope I’ll be invited to the wedding.”

“You will. And I wanted to thank you. For this.” Sebastian said as he slipped his fingers through yours and held up your hands. You beamed and squeezed his hand, fully tipsy now the the interview was over.

After thanking James and drinking another glass of wine, you drunkenly pulled Sebastian off the couch.

“Come in the photo booth with me.” You giggled as you tugged him by the hand towards the booth.

“Okay.” He grinned as he climbed inside. He pulled you into his lap and pressed the button before wrapping his arms around your waist. The pictures began to snap away and you posed for all of them. For the first, you just held each other close and smiled. For the second, he leaned up to kiss your cheek. And for the third, he took another bite of your neck.

“That tickles.” You giggled as the camera flashed.

“Good.” He smirked against your skin before pressing a kiss there.

“Stick your tongue out.” You told him, and he obliged. You licked his tongue as the fourth picture was taken, capturing the drunken moment. The fifth flash went off right as Sebastian connected your lips to his. You continued to kiss him, tasting the alcohol on his lips and tongue.

“Oh my God.” You pulled away suddenly. “I have to pee.”

You got off his lap and ran to the restroom, leaving him alone in the photo booth.

The next time you saw Sebastian, neither of you brought the kiss up. Whether you thought the other was too drunk to remember or you were simply too embarrassed to bring it up, it was not mentioned.

The flirting, however, the flirting continued.

~

“What would you like to see for your characters in the next movies?” The journalist asked you and Sebastian as you sat together in a press junket.

“For our characters specifically, I’d like to see some graphic love making.” Sebastian said seriously. “I think that that’s something the movies have been lacking.”

“Oh my God.” You laughed and shook your head. “Me too, actually. I think it would be really in character and important to the plot.”

“How would that benefit the plot?” The journalist asked.

“It’s simple. I would just change my name to “the plot” and bam.” Sebastian clapped his hands. “I’m benefited.”

“He’s such a flirt.” You said as you rested your elbow on his shoulder. “Can you believe him?”

“I can’t.” The journalist chuckled.

“You know what I’d like to see? Some method acting. Why can’t you be as quiet as Bucky?” You teased Sebastian as you flicked his ear.

“How would I tell you how pretty you are if I wasn’t speaking?” He flirted back.

“This is what I have to put up with.” You shook your head as looked at the camera. “What about you? What do you want to see from our characters?”

“I would like to see Bucky do the knife trick some more.” The journalist answered you.

“What knife trick?” You wondered.

“It’s the thing he does when he flips his knife around and stabs people.” Sebastian explained as he moved his hand in a circle. “It took me forever to learn.”

“Wait, I wanna see it.” You smiled excitedly and turned to him.

“No, no.” He wagged his finger at you. “I’m not doing the knife trick.”

“Please?” You pouted. “For me?”

“All right, all right.” Sebastian broke into a grin. “I’m only doing this because you asked nicely.”

The journalist handed him a pen and he easily flipped it around and caught it before making a stabbing motion. You let out a gasp and stared at him in shock for a long time.

“What’s wrong?” He asked you.

“I wanna to fuck you, that’s what’s wrong.” You replied. “Can you do it again?”

Sebastian laughed at your joke as his face heated up. He knew that was just the way you two liked to tease each other, but it didn’t mean it didn’t make him smile.

“I’ll do it again.” He nodded as picked the pen back up. “Anything for you.”

~

On a day where the interviews ended early, you spent the night in Sebastians hotel room, getting drunk on his balcony.

“What about you?” Sebastian asked as he took a sip of his beer. “What was your best kissing scene? I know you’ve kissed some pretty great actors. Might be hard to pick.”

“It’s not. I hate kissing actors.” You grimaced. “It’s not even kissing. It’s just like, limp lips on limp lips. There’s no passion when it’s for a scene. I hate it.”

“Maybe you’re just kissing the wrong actors.” Sebastian shrugged playfully as he gazed at you.

“I don’t think so.” You shook your head. “I’ve never felt anything when kissing another actor. You can’t tell me you do.”

“I do.” He shrugged again. “Its not much, but I wouldn’t say it’s nothing.”

“What? How?” You wondered. “If you kissed me right now, you wouldn’t feel anything. I guarantee it.”

“I think I would.” Sebastian disagreed.

“All right.” You turned your chair a little to face him. “Prove me wrong.”

Sebastian tweaked an eyebrow up before leaning in to kiss you. You kissed him back for a few seconds before pulling away. You looked past him for a minute as you mulled the moment over in your head.

“What’s the matter?” He asked quietly.

“I was incorrect.” You chuckled a little. “I guess I did feel something.”

“I told you you would.” He said smugly. “I knew you’d feel something.”

“How’d you know?” You whined as he basked in the glory of being right.

“Because I felt something the last time we kissed.” He said simply. “And I knew you did too.”

“I didn’t realize you remembered that.” You smirked before talking a sip from his beer.

“Course I do.” He replied. “I think about that night all the time. It was the start of a beautiful, sexually frustrating friendship.”

“Oh, I’m sexually frustrating?” You laughed. “Try being your friend. It’s hard to look at you, really.”

“That’s not how I feel about you.” He smiled a little. “I really, really like looking at you.”

“I like you too.” You smiled back.

“That’s not what I said.” He teased. You dropped your jaw and stole his beer again, taking a long sip as you held eye contact.

“It’s what you meant.” You stuck your tongue out at him. You sat in comfortable silence for a minute, listening to the chirps of the crickets as a warm breeze wafted through the air.

“The press tour is ending soon.” You said quietly as you adverted your eyes. “Tomorrow’s the premier. Then, it’s all over.”

“I know.” He said softly. You looked at him and gave him a sad smile, to which he returned.

“We won’t get to see each other every day anymore.” You pointed out.

“Then we better make tomorrow count.” He said simply. He knew what you were implying, that there was no point in starting something when you’d both been going home soon, but he didn’t want to think about that. He just wanted to enjoy his last few days with you.

“Yeah.” You smiled sadly and looked away again. “We better.”

~

The following night at the premier, you felt an overwhelming sadness knowing that it was all ending. You loved the weeks you’d spent goofing off with Sebastian, even if it never led to a real relationship. It still meant something to you, and you hoped it meant something to him.

To counteract your sadness, you sat with Chris Evans at the bar and let him distract you. After spending a minute with him, you were feeling drunk and ready to find Sebastian. You spotted him on the red carpet, fixed your dress, and went up to him.

“Hi.” You giggled as you wrapped your arms around his torso. You smiled up at him as he wrapped an arm around you, taking an usually loud whiff of his cologne.

“Hey.” He chuckled as he patted your back. “How are you doing?”

“I’m good.” You said as you swayed a little. “Question, is there alcohol in a Shirley Temple? Because I feel like I’ve had alcohol.”

“There is.” He laughed again and steadied you. “Did you know that?”

“Nope.” You sniffed him again. “You smell good.”

“Oh no.” He smiled as your behavior. “How many did you have?”

“I was having a contest with Evans to see who could drink more. I had like 5.” You bragged as you almost fell over.

“Oh dear.” He quickly caught you. “You’re staying with me tonight. I don’t trust drunk you.”

“No, it’s okay. You don’t have to babysit me.” You waved your hand and tried to walk away. You instantly stumbled and neatly fell, but Sebastian wrapped his arms around you and caught you.

“I think I do.” He chuckled as you put you on your feet. “Come on. You’re sticking with me.”

~

The next morning, you woke up with a throbbing headache. Not feeling the strength to sit up, you opened a single eye and looked around. You were definitely not in your own room, but you recognized who’s room you were in.

“Good morning.” Sebastians voice was usually loud, making you wince.

“Oh God.” You groaned as you sat up. You groggily opened your eyes as Sebastian handed you a cup of coffee.

“Here.” He smiled shyly. “How’s the head?”

“The head is in pain.” You groaned. “So is the rest of the body.”

“Here. Drink this.” He held out a glass of water and some Advil. “And take these.”

“Thanks.” You smiled sheepishly as you accepted his offerings.

“Did you at least win the drinking contest?” He asked as he took a seat on the bed. You took a long sip of water and swallowed the pills before answering his questions.

“I did.” You nodded. “But at what cost?”

“You’ll start to feel better once you get some food in you.” Sebastian said as he rubbed your shoulder. You put your hand over his and stared at him, feeling the guilt set in.

“I’m sorry I got drunk.” You mumbled. “I didn’t mean to ruin the last night.”

“You didn’t ruin anything.” Sebastian shook his head. “Trust me, we still had fun. I’m not sure how much you remember though.”

“I remember sitting with you at the premier.” You recalled. “And eating many, many bagels.”

“Yeah, we stopped at a bakery.” He chuckled. “You ate a dozen. I watched it all.”

“Oh God.” You covered your face with your hands. “That’s not how I wanted to spend our last night together.”

“How did you want to spend it together?” He asked quietly.

“Probably in a way that still ended with me waking up in your bed.” You joked like you usually did. “But I could do without the part where you watched me eat 12 bagels.”

“What do you mean?” He grinned. “That was the best part.”

“How’d I end up in your bed anyway?” You asked before taking another sip of coffee.

“You threw your key card at a seagull who was eyeing your bagel.” He explained. “You couldn’t get into your room so I let your crash in mine.”

You looked around the room and saw his pull out couch was topped with pillows and sheets, evidence of him sleeping there.

“Did you sleep on the pull out?” You pointed to it in disbelief.

“Of course I did.” He shrugged.

“Such a gentleman.” You scrunched your nose at him before finishing the coffee.

“Basic human decency is not exactly being a gentleman.” He pointed out.

“Maybe not.” You agreed. “But you still are one. You prove that to me everyday.”

“That must be why you like me so much.” He teased.

“Must be.” You dished it right back. Sebastians smile fell suddenly as he got a serious look on his face.

“I think you and I need to have a talk.” He said softly.

“Oh God.” You feared. “Did I puke on you last night?”

“No.” He chuckled. “It’s not about last night.”

“Then what’s it about?”

“As much as I love flirting with you, and I do, I think you should know it’s not just a joke to me.” He began. “And I wanted to know if it was just a joke to you or if-“

“It’s not.” You said a little too quickly, which made him smile. “I...I like you. A lot, actually. One might even call it love.”

Upon hearing this, Sebastian leaned forward to kiss you. You held a hand to stop him and gave him an apologetic look.

“I wouldn’t.” You grimaced. “My morning breath is-“

“-something I could get used to.” He cut you off before going in for the kiss. You immediately kissed him back, pulling him by his shirt to have him closer. He climbed over you as you tangled your fingers in the hair at the nape of his neck.

“I don’t care if its our last day.” He mumbled against your lips. “I want to do this for real. I wanna be with you.”

You kissed him back to tell him you felt the same way, not trusting yourself to say something smooth in the heat of the moment.

“Wait.” You pushed him back suddenly and held him away from you.

“Whats wrong?” He asked as he hovered over you.

“Can we get bagels after this?” You asked seriously before breaking into a smile.

“I seriously can’t stand you.” He said before leaning down to kiss you again. “You’re lucky I love you because I don’t like you at all.”

“12 wasn’t enough.” You giggled between kisses. “I need more. I crave them. I crave the yeast.”

Sebastian stopped kissing you for a moment and looked at you with a fond expression. You stared back at him as a content smile tugged at your lips. The flirting had finally lead to something more and neither of you could be happier.

“You know, you might actually be more annoying than Mackie.” He teased you before leaning down to kiss your neck.

“Shut up.” You laughed. “Shut up and bite me in the neck.”

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[blizzardfluffykpop]

O.de as Your Boyfriend 💖

Bulleted list, fluff

Word Count: 1,798

Requested by anon

[A/n: Again, will say I am sorry about these taking forever to come out, I hope to have Jungsu’s out soon!]

Like Gunil, his Venus is in Cancer, but unlike him, his placement is in the eleventh house, like the two younger than him. Not only will this make him sentimental and doting, but it means he will find his love through a friendship or by friendship. It also means he's absolutely romantic and likes making movie-like memories with you. Making him an absolute sweetie. 

Anyhow– [I wish to mention that he has five Gemini placements and three cancer placements– I worry about him–]

When you first met Seungmin, you were hanging out with your two friends on a beach and needed a fourth person to participate in beach volleyball because two against one is never fun. You guys wait around for someone else to enter the beach when someone comes walking down the boardwalk. You yell out, “Hey would you like to play volleyball with us?” And he looks at his watch and goes, “Sure, why not!” The three of you quickly introduce yourselves, and he introduces himself as Seungmin. 

He quickly joins your team, and you end up winning two of the three sets and you high five, and your friends ask if he would be able to join you guys for the rest of your day, and he looks down at his watch before shaking his head again, “No, I have band practice to get to, but I’d like to do this again! Maybe I can invite my bandmates to play with us next time?” He suggests, and we all readily agree and trade-off of phone numbers. 

It wasn’t long again before you guys scheduled a beach day with the rest of his friends. You guys meet up at 10 am to get the best volleyball net and meet the rest of Xdinary Heroes. Which were the biggest awkward goofballs you’ve ever met. Gun-il decides to sit the first game out and be the scorekeeper. 

You guys make up your teams, and Seungmin immediately agrees to be on your team. And you know that the two of you have this in the bag, as long as your other teammates, Jooyeon and Jungsu, don’t fumble it for you two. 

You guys win the first game and think you have it in the bag this time and go easier just for Jooyeon to miss each ball thrown his way in the second game. For the third game, the four of you huddle up, “Alright, let’s make this game count, and Jooyeon… Please, at least hit one–” He rubs the back of his neck, “I’ll try.” The three of you sigh, “Okay,” before putting your hands in the middle and going, ‘Go team’! 

That third game, while Jooyeon was hitting them this time well, at least once every three times, it didn’t make it any easier when Gaon got good at spiking the ball. 

Your team lost, which meant the walk of shame to the beach bar to get everyone smoothies. Seungmin and you decide to sit it out, not wanting to face the fact that your team lost the last round. 

Jungsu trades Gun-il as a scorekeeper, and the two of you sit in front of the sea and start talking about the game and other things. 

That’s when your guy’s friendship officially formed and became unbreakable. 

From then on, it wasn’t only a beach hangout with all of your shared friends. It was going to BBQs together, with or without your guy’s now combined friend group. 

It would probably take a little while before you guys started falling in love with each other. While you both found the other attractive, it wouldn’t be enough for either of you to take each other out on an official date. 

Of course, your two friends would already know your feelings for him, and he knew those two were just the ones to ask if you had any semblance of feelings for him. As he had for you, they would tell him so you guys could be happily ever after. 

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It was one of the more rare occasions now that the boys have gained popularity that the nine of you could hold a game night together. 

Like always, Seungmin was on your team, and you two were obliterating the other seven in card games. Although Jiseok and Jooyeon weren’t far behind in points, you guys always had tricks [cards] up your sleeves. 

After being kicked out for cheating in the card games for the nth time, you two would head up to watch a movie together, and he would decide this was the perfect time. 

And that’s when he would ask you if you wanted to see a real movie in the theater with him. And you would go, “As in a date?” He nods shyly, still worried you didn’t feel the same way. You would immediately exclaim, “Yes!” Before wrapping him in a hug and spending the rest of the night together. Both of you, basking in the feeling that your feelings were mutual. 

He picks you up, and you two walk to the movie together and bump hands together a few times before he bravely grabs your hand and intertwines your fingers in his before you two swing them all the way there. 

Since he asked you out to the movies, he pays for the popcorn and drinks, and you pay for the snacks. The movie is good but cheesy. It makes you guys laugh as the two characters finally get together on the screen. 

He definitely pulls the fake yawn move and puts his arm behind you, and the two of you giggle at how cheesy you were being, as well. 

He is all for the cheesy romantic stuff; although he may not be as loud with it, he definitely enjoys it. 

When the movie finishes, you guys walk back to your house hand in hand, swinging your arms together while talking about the showing. And all the parts you liked about it. When you reach your house, neither of you wish for the night to end, but know it has to come to an end. He brushes your hair behind your ear. And before you can cower out of it, you plant a kiss on his lips.

And he melts away in his spot before he can melt away completely. He leans in and gives you another one. And while sparks and fireworks may not be the case for everyone, it was the case for you two. It felt absolutely right and downright magical. 

And when you go inside and watch him leave, he is dancing down the road, ready to tell the rest of the boys about his fantastic first date and first kiss with you. 

His love song is simple and sweet because on the second date, it rains, and he dances with you in it, and it’s, “Singing in the Rain.” And the two of you sang it together, and he felt like he was in a romantic movie, and that’s what he wanted. 

Now onto the dynamics:

Because your friend groups are friends, you definitely get teased by all of them. In any and all games, you’re always on the same team, or you guys will be scorekeepers, and you most likely hear the famous. “Seungmin and (Y/n) kissing in a tree,” song one too many times. 

But a few teasing songs don't bother you guys cause you guys win the games anyways. No, matter how competitive the others can get, especially if Hyeongjun is on your team, you guys are unbeatable. 

You guys probably don’t go to the beach as much, but to celebrate your anniversaries, you two head there or the movie theater where you guys had your first date. 

He used to like watching dramas and movies alone in the dorm, but he loves it when he can cuddle with you. And you guys watch, in silence aside, from a few laughs until the show/movie ends. And discuss what you guys saw, and it’s one of your favorite ways to end the week. 

If you ever spend a night before a schedule, you are also Jooyeon’s alarm. That’s one con to being Seungmin’s lover. He has to deal with the man who refuses to get up, and so do you. You are partners in crime, even if that crime is wanting to throw cold water on Jooyeon. 

[A/n: Weird space because t*mblr is fighting me tooth and nail so I can post this--]

As I’ve mentioned before, he isn’t loud with affection. But he can be teasing with it. He probably believes in the myth of an itchy nose that means you’re going to kiss a fool. He will totally rush up to you after he says the phrase and pepper you with kisses as you swat at him. 

It just means you got to get him back on that. And you do even if your nose isn’t itching.

He also is a bit of a nag, so if he starts nagging you on something: hug him, and he will close his mouth and snuggle right into you. “You know you still have to pick up your laundry after this, right?” 

“Yes, but shush, it’s hug time.” 

If he sees something that reminds him of you, he’ll buy it and bring it home, and that’s how he shows he cares in small ways. 

He loves writing songs about you, although due to their style of music, he can’t perform them on stage, so he performs them just for you. 

He loves holding you close to him at all times. He likes knowing you’re there, and it’s comforting to be in his arms. 

Sometimes he can be a tease and will kiss you before running off to another room, and you have to chase him for another. But you can’t do the same because he will catch you and kiss you twice. 

He loves spending Valentine’s Day with you. It’s one of his favorite holidays to spend with you. He will absolutely get the biggest chocolate heart for the two of you to share as you cuddle up to a cheesy romantic movie. With a few candles lit around the room, he wants to make it as romantic as possible. 

He’s a true romantic at heart, and when the time comes he shows it in big gestures like that. 

[I mean, we have all seen his posts for the member’s birthdays. They’re always so cute, thoughtful, and creative and bring up memories, and it’s just so sweet].

Absolutely loves taking photos with you, of you, and for you. He most definitely posts them to his private Instagram. He loves having things to look back on if he’s ever feeling down. 

He’s a softie. He may not always show it but make sure to show him the love he deserves, and please take care of him, okay?

[honey-tea-and-cookies]

Hiiii :) i saw your posts about cancer placements! I agree in everything slfkskflskd <3 can I ask you about them? What is a cancer sun/venus like in love? In this case, my man has sag moon ( not mine yET, he is my crush buT UgHHH he is so sweet) <3 thank u :)

This is an adorable ask lol. Yes, absolutely I can answer this.

Cancer When In Love

(full disclosure I'll be mainly talking about Cancer Venus because obviously that's more romance driven, but this can definitely apply to Cancer Sun as well)

First off all, they are very nurturing. They're quite domestic, and they'd like to take care of you that way. What I mean by that is do things like making you food/making sure you've eaten, helping you with chores, watering your houseplants, baking with you, etc. Very cute!!!

Second, (especially with the Sag Moon) he would probably take you on cute little dates (if that's something you want). The dates wouldn't be extravagant by any means, but they would be sweet and full of things he knows you enjoy. For example, if you said last week you were craving ice cream, he might take you there. Or if there's a new movie you want to watch, he'll stream it and y'all could have a cute lil night in. Cancer Venus always gives me picnic date vibes, and idk if that applies here, but I thought I might mention it.

Third, if you give him the same love he gives you, ride or fucking die man. He will love you forever. It's honestly extremely sweet please hang on to him. Similar to Scorpio Venus in this way, they're very dedicated. I'm not saying he ABSOLOUTELY won't, because astrology isn't everything and he's still human, but very low chance he would cheat. You can definitely trust him.

Fourth, please trust him. Obviously trust is important for any relationship, but when I say trust him in this context, I mean open up to him. Cancer Venus has such a deep desire to know the people they love. He would never think worse of you if you did open up. Once he knows you're a safe place, he will open up to you too.

I hope this was okay! Really made me want a Cancer Venus boyfriend damn. Let me know if he does officially become your man lol. Sending you lots of love <3

[theebaudelaire]

Yogurt

Wanda Maximoff x Reader

You call a truce between you and Wanda Maximoff.

Word Count: 1,903 (not sure because I had little trouble copying and pasting it)

AN: First time writing So it won’t be the best. Think of this as a trial run you know testing the waters a bit . Anyway I hope you’re okay with this. I tried my best to write in G!n Reader instead of fem. I might’ve missed some mistakes

Wanda Maximoff, How do we even start describing her?

She’s good company to have around, She is a great cook. She is lovely but it seems like she doesn’t trust me as much as out teammates.

First, Clint is like a dad to her. Second, Nat is her sister she never had. Third, Steve is a uncle in a sort of way. Fourth, Vision Don’t even get me started on him. He’s a droid alright but Wanda seems to have more respect for him. Lastly, (Y/n) Mhm Sad Y/N.

Wanda treated them like a friend she had just met. Someone she knows but not sure she could trust them.

Yes I am talking about me, I would say I’m an alright person to be around. If I was someone else besides me, I would be best friends with me. I wasn’t good with holding down conversations but who cares, Am i right? I feel like I’m a tad bit overconfident in myself right now but that doesn’t harm anyone.

The whole team seemed to trust me the first few weeks I was here but Wanda still seems like she never got around me. But a whole different story for Pietro, Me and Him got along fine. NO NO!, GREATLY THATS THE WORD. You never thought a cocky guy would be best friends with a diffident person. A weird match but it helped me get out my shell a bit.

Me and speedy would do a lot of pranks on the team, Harmless pranks to be exact. On this lovely sunny day we were gonna do another to you know ruffle someone’s feathers a bit. So we of course woke up early but Romanoff of course beat us to it.

“Y/L/N! What are you doing up this early dear?”Natasha says when I walk into the kitchen. She gives me that infamous smirk that she always does.

“You know.. Training! Training with Piet.”

She hums contently and looks at me “Alright Be safe!” I walk out the kitchen and lead to P’s room.

“Y/N! Did you get it?”

“No, Nats there” Pietro looks at me for a while and speeds past me. He comes back before I could even move from my spot.

“I got it!” Pietro hands me the Mayo Jar and Some Yogurts.

“So how do I start on this?” I look at Pietro

He says “Clean out the yogurt and Scoop some Mayo to put it in there.”

“Alright!” I walk to the bathroom and clean out one of the yogurts and hand them to Pietro. After a few minutes we have finished most of the yogurts. Pietro speeds off to them back in the fridge while I am heading back to my room. I take off my shirt and get into bed. After a few minutes of silence, Pietro knocks at my door. I walk up to the door and open but I hear a different voice from his.

“Y/N” Wanda says, I look up at her. “Wanda! H-How are you doing today?” I say as I lean against the wall hopefully feeling cooling than I think. She laughed, I didn’t think that I was that stupid looking. She cleared her throat and I looked back at her. Her leafy eyes was looking straight at me. There was silence between us for a while now.

“Y/N! Wanda!” Pietro says, Me and Wanda both break from the unspoken staring contest to look up at him. “Hey! Piet What’s up?” I was the first to speak up

“Hello Pietro” Wanda said right after. Pietro looked at me and back at her. “Why is your shirt off?” I look down my torso and realize why it had become awkward between Me and Wanda.

“Oh I was just taking a nap the shirt I wore was kinda smelly from being around you P!” I walked back into my room and went to put on a new shirt from closet. I walk back out to the Maximoff Twins. We walk to the lounge and Wanda walks in front of us.

“What was up with you and Wanda?” Pietro asks

“She just knocked on my door, I think she needed to say something before you interrupted.”

“Ask Her”

“What?, why won’t you ask her she’s your twin.”

“Yeah but she’s the one who she wanted to talk to and plus maybe you can tell her about your crush on her.”

“No, I have no idea of what you’re talking about.. I don’t like your sister. I thought about it for a while. Yeah I think she is attractive but I wouldn’t date her. It’s not like I would melt like ice cream in the sun around her. I got lost in my train of thought and bumped right straight to her. I looked up at her and She looked right back at me.

Oh I was wrong. I got lost in every detail of her face. Her green eyes and Her-

Wanda snapped her fingers and said “Are you okay?”

“Yes! absolutely I am just gonna get a yogurt. You want one?”

“Sure, Yea” I walked out and got two yogurts out the fridge. I walked back to the lounge and threw one yogurt at Wanda. I sat down next to Pietro and cleared my throat.

“Hey, You walked so fast I wasn’t able to catch up.” Piet said and laughed.

“I think you’re right.” I opened the strawberry yogurt and sighed.

“Wait.. You like my sister!?” He smiled and looked at Wanda.

“Yes Maybe, I’m not sure but I think I do.”

“I think she’s gonna hate you.”

“Why? I’m an okay person to be with.”

“Yes, I agree on that but yogurt.” He points at her while she was opening the yogurt.

“What?… oh OH!” I practically yelled at this point. She looked up at me curiously.

“Wanda, Maybe we should trade yogurts. I’m not a big fan of strawberry. “Sure.” she replied and gave me the Mayo filled yogurt. She went back to reading her book.

“Pietro, help me out here.”

“No, can do my friend. You’re on your own for this one. He stood up and walked to his sister. They spoke in their native language for a few seconds and Wanda stood and sat down next to me. I tensed as soon as she sat down. Pietro noticed and said “Wanda, Me and Y/N have to do something really fast, We’ll be back in a couple of seconds.

I stood up and asked “Hey, It felt rude to just switch yogurts so you can also have this one.” I handed Wanda the container of “yogurt”. I walked with Pietro and he laughed.

“Why are you laughing at me?”

“Yogurt.”

“Yogurt? Oh my, WHY WOULD YOU LET ME DO THAT.” P laughed at me and I ran back in. Just as soon I went in, Wanda brought a scoop up to her mouth and expecting the delicious taste of vanilla yogurt. But that never happened, Instead She was greeted with the taste of Mayo. She spit it out and glared at me.

“Hey! Wanda, uhm don’t get mad but-”

“Y/N if you don’t start running now you’re dead” She said with no hint of playfulness. I zoomed right out almost as fast as speedy. I ran to Pietro’s room and He giggled.

“I’m dead”

“No you’re not, she’s just messing around. Plus it’s not like she can kill you.”

“P, she can move things with her mind and has deadly red things that can kill hold someone hostage.”

“Mhm, You wouldn’t mind if she kept you hostage though.” He smiled lightly while I turned slightly red.

“How do i fix this?” Pietro walked up from his bed.

“Do something cheesy. Like something from the shows she watches.”

“I don’t watch a lot of shows so what’s something simple i can do?”

“Here!, Get her some snacks and call a truce.” He hands me a couple of dollars.

“What does she like?”

“You’re smart, You’ll figure it out.”

“That was so helpful.” I walk out his room and heads to mine. I grab a hoodie and head outside to borrow one of Tony’s cars. I sit in the driver seat not knowing what to do but it dawned over me. Something from Sokovia. I sure she misses it especially after it got destroyed.

I drove two hours and a half to arrive at this little shop that sold Sokovia treats. On my way back I picked up some dvds of shows Pietro mentioned before like The Dick Van Dyke show, Bewitched, I Love Lucy and The Brady Bunch. I put them all in the basket and headed to Pietro’s room.

“What do you think?” I smiled

He smirked at me “I think it looks great.. You know you could’ve just wrapped yourself in wrapping paper and I could’ve dropped you off I think she would like that better.”

I laughed “Haha So funny. I’m gonna give it to her now.”

“Better move fast don’t want her to fall asleep now.”

I checked the time, It read 10:12 PM. Funny how fast the day went by. I walked up to her room and took a deep breath before I knocked. She opened the door and her eyebrows slightly lifted.

“Y/LN? What are you doing here? Are you gonna bring another yogurt because if you are I don’t want any.” She said with a slight of bitterness and was about to close the door.

“Wait.” I stopped the door with my hand and continued “ I want to call a truce and I have something for you.”

“And what is it?” She asked curiously. I raised the basket full of Sokovia Treats and some dvds.

“I’m sorry for that I just got caught up with something and I didn’t realize it before Pietro reminded me.” I gave her the basket. She examined the basket and gave me a weird look.

“And also I didn’t do anything bad to the basket so don’t worry.” I was getting ready to leave but then she stopped me.

“Hey, Do you wanna come inside and watch this with me.” She said holding one of the DVD’s

“Ye-Yeah sure.” She stepped away from the door and let me in.

A few months after that we fell into a routine. I would come to her room and watch a movie or a show that I haven’t seen before and talk.

I was went into her room. “Hey Wanda!.”

“Hi!, Are you ready to watch?”

“Yeah, I’m ready whatever you’re ready.” She ejected the disc and inserted a new one. While the disc was loading up, We talked and once she make a stupid pun I made a stupid mistake.

“God, this why I love you.” She looked at me with wide eyes I saved myself by saying “You-your personality!” Awkward silence settled between us but quickly melted as the night went on.

The next few weeks, It was weird. She no longer invited me to watch and spent all her time with Vision. I wasn’t jealous in any sort of way, Pietro was the better twin anyway.

“Pietro, What’s up with your sister?”

“She’s still ignoring you? Why did she even start in the first place.”

I thought about it. “I have no idea. Maybe you can ask her what’s going on with her and Vision.

“Sure I wont bring you up don’t worry.” I smiled and she speeded out of here. After a few minutes he came back. He patted my back and said something something I never wanted to hear ever.

“Vision and Wanda are together.”

[jesslockwood]

Photo Opportunities

Word Count: 2.7k

Pairing(s): Tom Holland x Actress!Reader

Warnings: FLUFF with a slightly (barely) suggestive sentence towards the end 

A/n: damn I can't write anything except actress reader? smh but this is for @londonspidey ‘s sit-com Writing challenge (ik I'm early lol) but I was so excited I wrote the whole thing in one go lmao the prompt is bolded!

Calling yourself a fan was an understatement. You were obsessed with anything and everything marvel. And oddly enough, you could after today say you were in the club. It wasn’t a public fact yet, until later that day actually, at the Marvel panel at comic con that you were being announced as the actress for the character, Felica Hardy and no one else knew except for the people who cast you and your best friend who signed an NDA. You were technically still a known actress for your roles on television mainly as Thalia on the PJO Disney + series and a couple of still decently sized films. 

You were currently wrapping up signing autographs for fans of yours for today. Your team had planned it out so it wasn’t suspicious that you were at the con with a few of your castmates scattered doing other junkets and press so people wouldn’t guess who they were acting as the cast for new marvel projects. 

You had been planning to go meet your best friend, who wasn’t in the industry before getting a text that she bought you both a photo-op with someone and she wouldn’t tell you who. You couldn’t only assume it was a marvel actor that you would indeed, freak out. 

Y/b/n: btw I brought you a mask. I get the wig lol.

You: please tell me it doesn’t cover my full face. Also, how are we posing?

Y/b/n: I bought as many photo ops as I could so a lot of different ones, And if I tell you the poses it’ll spoil it.

You: is this with the money I pay you to be my assistant with? Lol fine I’m omw with security

Y/b/n: maybe… 

Y/b/n: and they’ll need more backup security for who we’re getting a photo op with than you do for your hellfire.

You roll your eyes before taking your stuff and exiting the booth, before heading out the backways with staff security and your detailed security for the day. You only had security because you wanted to explore the con when you weren’t needed.

Your best friend had also been your assistant for the con weekend, but you didn’t want her to be confined to you the whole three days so when she could, you would let her explore it, at least she could experience it as a fan, right?

When you made it to that part of the building, you wanted to wait in line with her, which your security didn’t agree to so she texted you when there were about five people ahead of her. She was one of the last in line, with you asking her to be kind, so others would get their chance to be first with whomever it was. 

When she texted you and your detailed exit, getting a few stares and others taking their phones out to either take photos or tweet, you wave at them before joining your best friend in line.

“Here,” she says before handing you none other than a black cat mask before she puts on a red wig. 

You glare at her slightly trying to not make a scene, before putting it on. 

“I’m assuming you're Mary Jane?” you laugh figuring out that it had to be someone from Spider-Man.

“How’d you- never mind.” She laughs with you.

She then explains how she’s going to pose for your five photo ops, joking in between how she should “get a raise for this”.

You catch sight of him before sucking in your breath. This was either going to go down amazingly or terribly, there was no in-between with you. 

“Excuse Me, are you Y/n Y/l/n?”

You turn around and are met by some fans who were standing in line behind you.

“I am! How’s your con going?” you ask politely to the two of them.

“It's going amazing! We love you as Thalia! Could we maybe get a picture? Only if it’s okay?”

“Of course! Thank you for supporting me!” your best friend grabs their phone to take the photo, before you take off the mask, and stand between the two fans, and your best friend snaps a few photos. 

“Thank you so much! And Are you fans of Tom?”

You start slowly walking back to catch up to the line. 

“Yeah, I love him as Spiderman, but I also enjoy his other roles. He's very talented, I'd love to work with him one day!” 

“Have you seen him in Uncharted?  We love Him as Nathan drake!”

“I have, he was amazing per usual! How are you two posing with him?”

They show you their innovative pose. You laugh and tell them it's great before you have to wish them goodbye before heading up for your turn for the photo op. 

“How do we want to pose- hang on, I recognize you!”

You freeze slightly before your friend mouths for you to flirt. You look down at the mask in your hand before getting into character and saying “Of course you do Spidey, I'm always causing you trouble.” you put on the mask and wink. 

He seems slightly stunned, laughing, feeling like he’s seen you somewhere, not only because he found you extremely gorgeous, while in his peripheral vision he sees his brother/ assistant, Harry waving like a madman on the side. 

Your friend directs you both through the poses, first, one both him putting “webs” onto you as she looks over his shoulder, the second one, both of you kissing his cheeks, the third, all jumping in the air in your best superhero poses, the fourth one she gets a photo op alone and the last one she gives to you,

“Seriously, who are you?”

“Your Wildest dreams, baby,” you say, taking off the mask. 

Your best friend yells “freestyle” from the sidelines before Tom dips you, gently, with you shocked, holding the mask out with your free arm and the photo captures that moment. 

 He gently helps you stand back up fully, not before you drop the mask.

“Nice moves Spider-Man.”

“Not so bad yourself, Black Cat.”

You laugh before, taking off with your best friend, well more her dragging you to the printing station leaving the mask behind. Tom picks it up before shoving it in his back pocket to hopefully give back if he could find you. 

-

`You were sitting in the green room, trending on Twitter before you were actually supposed to be trending on Twitter, and god knows where else.  

Someone had snuck a video of you and Tom, up till him dipping you, and a video of you interacting with the fans in the line.

Your Y/b/n was currently reading off some tweets out loud

“‘A kind queen we stan.’  I agree, I also agree with ‘Date her if you can't date me tom!!!’.

‘THALIA AND PETER PARKER??? My two fandoms have collided.’ same, same. Oo this one says, ‘if she ain’t playing black cat I will sue marvel.’ I'm dying at the reply ‘She needs to post the photos or I'll sue her!’. This one’s funny, ‘she could squash him like a bug in heels but he liked his queen like that.’.”

She pauses watching you texting.

“Y/n? Y/n?”

“What? Sorry I was only half listening. I was texting my publicist. She said to stay on the DL until tonight. 

“Well we should get food, you haven't eaten since this morning.”

“By the way, your show has shot to number one on Disney +. Also, you have like three times the followers you had before, probably cause you're trending on every platform, even Tumblr!”

“Wow you should just become my social media manager now.” you joke trying to ease the joy yet weirded out feeling in your stomach.

“Does that come with a raise? Because after today I've spent way too much of what I'm paid.” she jokes back.

-

After finishing his photo ops Tom asked Harry who she was and to find out. By the time he finished autographs for the day, Tom and Harry walked to the panel room in the back for announcements, one that included him for the new Avengers movie, while Harry gave him the rundown.

“So she’s an actress, she plays Thalia on Disney plus’ Percy Jackson series, and that's her most known project. The other girl with her is her assistant best friend, and now she's trending everywhere. People dug up some old photos of her being a marvel/Spider-Man fan, so there's that. And she's here at the con for the rest of the weekend. She's doing photo ops tomorrow at one, and yes she's single from what I gather since you were looking at her like this.” he makes a weird face before tom smacks him.

“And plus you have time in your schedule to get a photo op with her, that is if you eat lunch quickly.”

That gave Tom an idea. 

“Harry I’m going to need you to book me one, oh and help me find a Spider-Man costume!” He says, before leaving harry to do ‘assistant’ work. entering the green room for the announcements, watching them announce a new movie.

“We are so excited to announce to the Marvel Universe, and spider-verse-” that perked tom’s ears, “-directed by Gina Prince-Bythewood, and today we are announcing our amazing Miss Felicia Hardy, please give a warm welcome to the stage, Your Black Cat!”

You suddenly emerged in an aisle way, dressed in all black with a leather jacket, black ankle boots, and of course black sunglasses indoors.

The music is marvel music until it suddenly changes after a recorded laugh from you into “I can’t be tamed by Miley Cyrus”.

You start owning the music while saying hi and touching fans’ hands. You decide to take off your sunglasses and throwing them to a fan, for them to keep, before getting on stage.

“What a Performance from the one the only Y/n Y/l/n!”

You laugh, being met with the loudest applause you had heard all con before being handed a Mic. 

“Thank you but I'm a terrible dancer.” You Joke.

Tom was staring at the screen stunned. You had been the black cat all along. You were in the marvel universe and spidey one,  so he'd definitely be seeing more of you. The hard part is that you seemed so genuine when you talked, interacted with fans and was no doubt, stunning. 

“Better close your mouth or the flies will get in.” Tom turns around to find the voice of none other than his friend slash bully, Sebastian Stan, along with Anthony Mackie.

“Looks like the kid has a crush!” Anthony laughs, pointing to the screen you were on.

“I-I don’t! I don’t even know her!” Tom tries to come to his own defense, hopelessly.

“She’s got you whipped already don’t even deny it.” Harry comes in, joining the teasing of one, Tom Holland.

“Maybe we can invite her out for drinks tonight, then fanboy over here can meet her, and then probably scare her off!” Anthony mentions.

“You haven’t looked on the internet? They’ve already met.” Seb says, before showing Anthony twitter. 

Anthony stands there slightly shocked before bursting into laughter.

“Well, she’s damn well a keeper for Tom since she obviously likes him.”

A staff member peaks their head in the green room to tell Tom he’s up next.

“Well, that’s my cue to leave you two!”

On the other hand, you were on an adrenaline high from being on stage, and seeing all the fans. You knew tomorrow was going to be crazy, as you expected people to book your photo op left and right since the announcement. 

You had decided to decline an offer from your fellow marvel universe castmates, Sebastian Stan and Anthony Mackie, which they so graciously told you that whenever you’re free, the offer still stood. 

You had gotten to your hotel room seeing your phone blowing up on the social media apps for the second time that day. 

You responded to the important stuff, before heading to bed, knowing it was going to be hectic.

-

You had been right, it was absolutely insane, the number of people who showed up. You had fully booked all your time slots for photo ops. You had seen so many people dressed up in marvel cosplay, ranging from Loki to Ironman, even some people dressed up as your character, which was wildly insane to see.

You had been nearing the end of the line and had enjoyed every moment with the fans, and you couldn’t wait for your autographing session later that day, to truly get a chance to talk to the fans and connect with them and how they felt about you being their beloved Black Cat. 

After a few more photos, posing how they wanted, you see a fully dressed, head to toe, mask and all, Spider-Man. You had seen some spider-mans but most took off their masks to snap a picture. The person was the last in line. 

“Hey Black Cat.” The southern American accented voice tells you, seeming very familiar. 

“Hey, Spider, what poses do you have up your sleeve?” you ask kindly.

“I bought a few, Cat.” they laugh.

“Okay, You can do whatever a spider can right?” you pull out a line out of the comics jokingly.

“I can do flips if that’s what you’re asking.”

“Is that some kind of nerd pick-up line? Because it’s only kind of working.” you laugh. 

“I really can, but this is one.”

He gets down on one knee, holding a black cat mask instead of a ring. The photographer captures the shocked expression on your face.

“I- Don’t- What- Spider I-” 

“Ow My feelings…” Suddenly their voice changes into a British accent before they pull off the mask to reveal-

“Tom?”

“I guess you don’t have a spidey sense darling?” The photographer captures the moment without warning eating the moment up. 

You laugh at that. 

“I guess you found out my true identity Spider. And it’s nice to officially meet you, Tom.”

He laughs, just as nervous as you, he notices he has gotten closer to you and a strand of hair loosely is blowing in your face, so naturally, he pushes it behind your ear. Another snap of the camera can be heard. 

“NOW KISS!” a voice belonging to your best friend yells from the side, mid-eating a churro.

You both laugh really hard at that.

The both of you calm down, slowly leaning lost in the moment. The camera snaps again. You both look at the photographer weirded out, and they just shrug.

“Wait can you actually do a flip?” you ask, pulling away, not wanting prying eyes aka the photographer, to pry in your business. 

“I can, though I’d show you later, maybe in the greenroom?”

“That sounds naughty, but, sure.” you joke around. 

He laughs before, you both take off from the area going to grab the photos.

-

After spending most of the day together when you could, you get Tom’s number, before heading back to your hotel room. He texts you as soon as you get back. 

Spider: I had fun today, minus finding our assistants making out.

You: we should ‘snog’ too, it’ll gross them out ;)

You: I had fun too btw. Are you leaving tomorrow?

Spider: lol we should. And yeah an early flight, 6 am to be exact. Hbu?

You: Yeah me too... another day another dollar lol

Spider: ill miss you, Cat.

You: stop talking like we’ll never see each other again lol. As a matter of fact, come to my room, we’re watching a movie!

Spider: alright, I’ll order snacks. 

  You sigh smiling at your phone. You haven’t felt this giddy in a long time.

Your phone pings with a few Instagram notifications.

Tomholland2013 has started following you.

Tomholland2013 has tagged you in a photo.

You open Instagram to find the photo of him “proposing” to you posted.

“Ow, my leg, my- feelings...Welcome to the Universe, Cat.” the photo is captioned. You decide to post, the photo of him dipping you.

“So what do you say, Spider? Wanna help me pull off the Heist of the Heist of the Century?” you caption it, Before getting comfortable to watch a movie. 

What an opportunity ;)

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@lolooo22 @webmeupspiderdaddy @harryhollandsgirlfriend @spideyspeaches @greenorangevioletgrass @queenofthepouges @sheranatic111 @keithseabrook27

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Trust - Spencer Reid x Reader

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Summary: Spencer and Reader have been dating for two months, and haven't done anything more than kiss. But, when Reader has to go undercover in a revealing outfit, Spencer finds Reader hard to resist.

Word Count: 5.2k

Pairings: Spencer Reid x Reader

Category: Smut, Angst, Fluff (NSFW, 18+)

Warnings: Swearing, Sex (oral and penetration), Mentions of Sexual Assault, Crying, Guns, Shooting

You and Spencer had been dating for two months. It had been the most amazing two months of your life, but also the most sexually frustrating. Your nights consisted of heated make-out sessions followed by lots and lots of cuddling. Spencer was the first guy you dated that didn’t try and get in your pants on the first date, which was something you admired about him. However, his gentle and caring demeanor, one of that many reasons you fell in love with him, was starting to become the bane of your existence. Whenever you tried to have him move his hands away from their respectful, stationary position on your fully clothed waist, he would tense up. This broke your heart because the last thing you wanted to do was make your amazing, but insecurity-ridden, boyfriend uncomfortable.

You knew it wasn’t due to him not finding you appealing in that way because multiple times when he hadn’t heard you come home, you could hear him moaning your name through the sounds of water falling on his bare chest in the shower. One time you got up the courage to creak the door open and ask him if he wanted you to join him, but you were quickly met with him coughing, trying to cover up his previous activities, and saying that he was just washing off the last of the soap. He never mentioned what happened, and you respected his wishes of not questioning him about it any further. 

You wanted to feel his touch all over your body and for him to completely devour you, but you loved this man so much, that you would be willing to wait as long as he needed. The two of you had decided to take things slow when you first started dating, you just didn’t realize slow for Spencer Reid would be this agonizingly slow. 

That is why, when, for the first time since you had started dating, you had friction on your crotch that wasn’t just your own hand, and both your phones rang, you actually wanted to scream. That night, you and Spencer were having one of your usual kissing sessions in bed- which you wouldn’t trade for the world- when he pulled you onto his lap, therefore causing him to move his hands off your waist and grab your thighs, the tops of his fingers grazing your butt cheeks. Your heart raced at the feeling, causing you to moan even more into the kiss. Spencer smirked at the reaction he elicited from you and gripped your hips with even more fervor. Not wanting to overwhelm him, you began to gently rock your hips against him. You could feel the already formed bulge in his pants begin to grow, which you took as a sign to move with more purpose. The pleasure you felt was immeasurable, and you thought you might cry at how good the man you loved with your whole heart was making you feel. Just as Spencer let out the moans he had been holding back, your heart sank. He quickly jumped out from under you, and you could see the realization of what just happened wash over his face as he answered his phone. You sighed and reached for your own, dreading the sound of Hotch’s voice saying you were needed.

The two of you got ready in silence, not sure what to say about what had just happened. Spencer’s silence worried you, but when he grabbed your hand and kissed your head as you finished locking the front door, you knew everything would be okay because you had your goofy, loving Spencer by your side.

Garcia delivered the case, relaying that the unsub was killing prostitutes in Las Vegas. When the team arrived, you and Spencer were sent to set up at the local police precinct to get started on the geographical profile. After two days and two more bodies, the team had figured out who the unsub was and where he would be striking that night. 

“Alright, to catch him, we will need to go undercover so he’ll bring himself to us. (Y/l/n), you match his type and will be our best shot, are you okay doing this?”, Hotch said. Spencer looked up, a mixture of anger and terror violently swirling in his eyes.

“Of course”, you replied, gaining an even more intense look from Spencer.

“JJ and I will help you get ready”, Emily said.

“Alright, let’s get to work”, Hotch said. As everyone got up, you began to walk towards JJ and Emily when you felt a tug on your wrist. You turned around in confusion, only to be met by the piercingly concerned eyes of your boyfriend.

“Can we talk?” Spencer whispered in a gentle tone that juxtaposed his facial expression.

“Yeah, sure”, you replied and gave Emily and JJ a glance before Spencer took me into the empty file room next door.

“Is everything o-”

“Please don’t do this”, he interrupted with pleading eyes.

“Spencer, its just work. It’s no different than any other time we have to go undercover”, you reassured him. His eyes traced your body before he met your gaze and bit his lip.

“I just- This guy is dangerous (y/n). I don’t want you to get hurt.” Knowing this wasn’t the full story, you raised your eyebrows and gave a knowing look. When he still wouldn’t confess to what this really was about you sighed before continuing.

“Spence, we deal with guys like this all the time, I can handle myself and you and the rest of the team will be right there, and if that’s all, I really have to go get ready”, you said, glancing up at the clock above the door. Just as you were about to leave, you heard indistinguishable mumbles coming out of Spencer’s mouth. “Huh?”, you questioned.

“I...I don’t want you out there for any guy, especially this guy, just-just as something they feel they have the right to touch”, your eyes softened as you gave him a small smile and grabbed his hand with both of yours. You opened your mouth, but before you could say anything to relieve his anxieties, he said, “I just don’t want to see you get hurt again”. At this, you knew he was no longer talking about the case, and everything began to make sense. 

---

Before you and Spencer were dating, you had gone on a date with a guy you met at a coffee shop. You had said hello to each other a few mornings in a row, and on the fourth day he asked you out. At first, you were reluctant because you had a massive crush on Spencer, but you decided you couldn’t just pine for him forever, so you agreed. That night, Spencer had received a call from you in tears, causing his heart to clench at the thought of you so upset. He came and picked you up on some random street corner and you got in, flashing him a small tear-stained smile as thanks for getting you. When you finally got back to your apartment, he parked the car and broke the silence.

“(Y/n), you don’t have to answer if you don’t want to, and I don’t want to pry into your personal life”, at this you took in a sharp breath, trying hold back your tears, “but, I really need to know what happened so I can help you, okay?” He had looked up at you and went to place his hand on your thigh to reassure you that you were safe with him, but at his touch, you tensed and your eyes grew wide with terror and he quickly flinched back, as if you had electrocuted him.

“I-I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you”, he said with guilt. The sadness on his face made you cry even more.

“I...I went out with this guy tonight”, you started, as Spencer’s face fell at thought of you with someone that wasn’t him, “He seemed nice and I was having fun. We-”, you chocked out another sob, “We went back to his place because the movie theater we were going to go to was closed, so we were just going to watch one there.” You stopped for a moment to try and catch your breath. You could feel Spencer’s eyes on you, but you couldn’t bring yourself to meet his gaze because you felt like such an idiot. You had poor judgment and went out with a jerk and had to call the guy you had the biggest crush on to come get you because you were a mess. “A couple minutes into the movie he kissed me, and it was nice so I kissed him back, but-but then he-he”, you closed your eyes, the painful image in your head causing you to break down again, “he started to touch me and I pushed him off because I wasn’t comfortable, but he just kept going… I didn’t know what to do and-Ugh! I can still feel his hands on me.” You finally looked up at Spencer who’s eyes were burning with anger.

“(Y/n)”, his voice was so soft, in direct contrast to his eyes, “I am so sorry that happened. You are such an amazing person, and you deserve someone who treats you as such.” You smiled at this and thanked him.

“Um, you don’t have to, but, could you stay with me tonight? I really don’t feel like being alone…”, you asked.

“Yeah!-uh-uh, yeah, yes of course”, he stammered, trying to conceal his excitement at getting to spend time with you because of the terrible circumstances that brought you to call him tonight. That night you asked him if he could stay in your bed with you, to which he happily obliged. In your sleep, you both had drifted towards each other. You woke up in each other’s arms with a grin plastered on your faces. From that night on it had become your routine to sleep while holding each other, and on the third night, you hesitantly placed a kiss on Spencer’s cheek, causing him to blush and place one on your cheek in return. The next morning you had woken up before him, so you let yourself admire the dark curls that brushed against his forehead and his cute nose with little crinkles from him scrunching it so much. When you moved your way to his beautiful plump, pink lips, you couldn’t help place a chaste kiss to his lips, causing his big hazel eyes to shoot open. After realizing what was happening, he smiled and melted into your kiss.

---

Unknown to you until now, Spencer made himself a promise that night you called him full of tears: He would never do anything to cause you to hurt like that again. It all made sense. He never wanted anyone to touch you like that guy did, including himself, for fear he would make you uncomfortable or do something you didn’t want. 

“Spence…That guy didn’t take no for an answer. But, I know you-”

“Yeah well neither does this unsub!”, he shouted, cutting you off. It pained you to see how much this hurt him, but you really had to go do your job if you wanted to stop him from killing again tonight. Before giving Spencer a kiss on the cheek, you made a mental note to show him all the things he could do to you without hurting you when this was all over. Well, maybe him hurting you a little bit wouldn’t be such a bad thing with what you had planned.

“Look, I have to go. I love you”, you said, placing a kiss on his cheek.

“I love you”, he sighed in defeat, with a grin on the half of his face that you placed your lips on.

When Emily and JJ were done getting you ready, you looked in the mirror in amazement. You were never super confident in showing off your body, but this outfit left very little to the imagination. You couldn’t help but smirk at the thought of Spencer’s face when he would see you in this.

You stepped out of the bathroom, everyone’s eyes falling on you. You shrugged and walked towards Spencer so he could put your mic on you. As you walked towards him his eyes were glued to you. For someone who you were dating and had spent the past 63 nights in the same bed as you, even he hadn’t seen this much of you. You were wearing a skin-tight black dress, that with one wrong move would expose the black lace panties you had on, which also didn’t cover very much. The dress was very low cut, leaving your breasts out on display as they bounced as you walked in your heels. You had never seen Spencer’s eyes this wide and you swore you could see a bit of drool as his mouth was left open in shock.

“Alright, wire me up doc”, you teased as you approached him with a smirk.

“Um, yeah, right”, he said as he broke out of his trace, and the two of you went back into the file room. Spencer’s hands hovered over your body as he hesitated to put the wire down your back. He took in a breath and fed it down the back of your dress. “Is this okay…”, he questioned, whispering in your ear. His breath on your neck made you shudder. You nodded in response and he stopped again for a moment before bringing the wire towards your right breast. “Uh, here, I’ll let you do this part…”, he sheepishly looked away.

“Could you do it, please? You have steadier hands than me and the last thing we need is him seeing the wire”. Spencer looked in your eyes before nodding and grabbing the wire. His hands brushed against your breast, causing your breath to hitch at the sensation. He quickly dropped the wire and looked at you with scared, apologetic eyes.

“I’m so sorry-” he started, but you grabbed his hand and cut him off. “Spencer”, you smiled at him, bringing his hand back to where it was, “it’s okay. You didn’t do anything wrong. That felt nice, I just, I’ve never felt you do it before. It was just new okay, but... good, really good”, your angelic laugh released the tension in his face and he bit his bottom lip, holding back a smile. He finished attaching the wire, his movements causing you to shift from how turned on you were. He looked up at you, and you brought him in for a kiss. His hands gently laid on your waist and your hands ran through his hair. When you broke apart, breathless, you gave him another quick kiss. “Alright, let’s go catch this guy”, you winked at him, causing him to smile and shake his head at how you could be making jokes right before meeting a serial killer face to face.

“We’ll be right there the whole time, and I promise we won’t let anything happen to you”, he said sincerely.

“I know you will”, you smiled. He interlocked your hands as you left the file room. As you headed for the door to head to the black SUVs, you could hear Derek behind you saying “My man” at the sight of Spencer’s disheveled, more than normal, hair. You gave Spencer’s hand a quick squeeze as you both laughed and shook your heads at Derek’s comment. Spencer held your hand for dear life and didn’t let go the entire ride there, and when he finally had to let go, he brought your hand up to his mouth and placed a kiss on your knuckles. He wished you luck as you walked into the brisk night air.

You saw the unsub’s car approach you, and your heart rate sped up, but you took a breath and calmed down. You turned your head and gave him a lustful smile and you leaned on the open passenger window.

“How much?” he asked, getting out of his car. Shit, you thought, the team never planned on him getting out and forcefully taking the girls, you always thought they got in willingly and then he took control over them. Your heart rate sped back up again. “I said, how much?”, he growled while grabbing your arm. You tried to pull away, but his grip was too strong. But, before you could even let out a scream, you heard the voice of the man you loved with all your heart.

“FBI! Let her go! You are under arrest for the murder of five women”, Spencer shouted at the unsub. The unsub tightened his grip on your arm, causing you to wince. He reached for his gun in his pocket, but before he could, Morgan shot him in the arm, causing him to drop the gun. As he stumbled backward, you freed your arm and ran to Spencer, who enveloped you in a hug. You closed your eyes and put your cheek to his neck as his arms warmed your cold, and still very exposed, body. Feeling you shaking under him, he handed you his FBI jacket, which you gladly took as he draped it over your shoulders before bringing you in for another hug. He put one hand in your hair and whispered in your ear, “I’m so sorry (y/n), I promised nothing would happen. I’m so sorry he hurt you”, he said, pulling away slightly to examine your bruising arm from where the unsub grabbed you. 

“Hey… Spence…”, you said wiping a tear off his cheek, “none of this is your fault, we didn’t know he would get out of the car. I’m totally fine, and you saved me okay? I’m fine and I’m safe because you were there okay?”, he nodded as you wiped another one of tears away before he brought you to his chest again. “Come on, let’s go home,” you said as you brought him in for a quick kiss. However, much to your surprise, as you started to pull away, he cupped your cheeks and brought you into a deep kiss, you reciprocated, causing him to smile. “Hey um, maybe we can go back to the hotel so you can help me take my wire off”, you said in between kisses, pushing up against him even more. He smiled and let out a breathy laugh.

“Yeah, I’d like that”. You walked back to the black SUV, Spencer stopping you and putting his arm out protectively as Morgan took the bandaged and handcuffed unsub to the back of the police car. You looked up at Spencer with pure love because you trusted him and knew he would never hurt you.

When you made it back to the hotel room, you closed the door and took Spencer by the hand, setting him down at the edge of the bed. You stood in between his legs so that he was face to face with your chest. You brought his hands up to your chest and he took the wire out. You turned around but grabbed his hand before he fed it out of the back of your dress, causing Spencer to tense with fear that he did something wrong, a face you had seen far too many times.

“It might be easier if you unzip me and then take the wire out”, you suggested coyly.

“Oh um, are you sure?”, he asked, hesitant to touch you again. You looked down at him and could see the bulge that had formed in his pants.

“Yes, there is nothing I am more sure of”, you said while rubbing your thumb over his cheek. You turned back around and sat in his lap. His hands hovered over your zipper and then he began to slowly unzip it. You could feel the bulge growing in his pants with each inch of your back that became more exposed. As you felt his hands trace down your back, you became more and more turned on and you could feel your black panties getting wetter by the second. Desperate for some relief, you shifted your hips, causing Spencer to let out a quiet moan and his bulge to grow even bigger. When he finally got the wire out, you stood back up and turned around so he was once again staring at your breasts. Because your dress was unzipped, the shoulders of the dress began to fall, exposing even more of your chest. You smirked at seeing Spencer stare at your breasts, unable to peel his eyes away.

“You can touch me”, his eyes grew wide, realizing what he had been staring at and he looked up into your eyes, making sure not to break contact.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to stare”, he said sheepishly.

“Spencer”, you let out a soft chuckle, “You are my boyfriend, it’s okay, I want you to stare. I’d be a bit concerned if you didn’t like what you saw… You do right? You do like what you see?”, you said with a smaller waver to your voice.

“Of course I do! I-I, (y/n) I think you are the most beautiful person in the world. I would stare at you all day if I could, I mean, I kinda do.”

“Then touch me”, you almost whined, desperate for some friction to your crotch.

“I… I just don’t want to hurt you...” “You won’t.”

“But what if I do. I couldn’t live with myself if I knew I ever hurt you or made you uncomfortable”, he said staring at the floor. You brought his chin up to meet your gaze.

“Spencer, I want you to touch me, okay? I want this. And I trust you. I know that if for some reason I ask you to stop, you will. I don’t want to make you uncomfortable either, so if you don’t want this that is also totally okay, and we can just kiss and cuddle like normal okay? I love doing that too.” Spencer looked at you with such love your heart fluttered.

“I really want this, but only if you do too”, he said grabbing your hands and running his thumbs over your knuckles.

“I really do”, you said as you leaned in to kiss him. When your lips met he stood up and spun you so that the backs of your knees were against the bed. He ran his hands up and down your back, hinting at what he wanted to do.

“Is this okay?”, he asked. You nodded. He began to pull your dress down as he left sloppy kisses down your neck. Your exposed skin was on fire and everywhere he touched sent shocks of pleasure through your body. He pushed you onto the bed and got on top of you. His kisses got lower as he began to kiss the outline of your very much see-through lace bra. You were squirming beneath him as he sucked on the soft skin of your breasts, surely leaving marks to be admired for days to come. Your hands laced through his hair and your hips jolted up towards him in hopes of any form of release. He smiled into your skin and moved his hands down to the hem of your dress. He played with it before taking his mouth off of your breast and he looked you in the eyes.

“Is this okay?”, he asked.

“Yes, please Spencer, yes please.” With that he pulled your dress off your body, leaving you writhing beneath him in your soaked lace panties and bra. You lifted your arms up to start unbuttoning his shirt. You pushed it off his shoulders and ran your arms down in lean arms and then up to his subtly toned chest. “Please, Spence, I need you…” Hearing you beg for him made his heart do somersaults. He brushed his hands over your hips and slowly pulled down your panties, exposing you to him. He looked at you with desire.

“Is this okay?”, he asked, motioning towards your dripping entrance.

“Yes, please”, and that was all he needed before smiling up at you and connecting his mouth to your slit. He ran his tongue up and down you, eliciting loud moans from your mouth. He sucked on your clit and then ran his tongue in circles. You had been imagining this for months, and now that it was finally happening, it didn’t take long for you to come, your whole body shaking, your thighs tightening around his head, and his ears filling with you moaning his name. When you finally came down, you looked up at Spencer who stared back, matching your lustful gaze.

“You are so beautiful”, he said, running his fingers along every curve of your body. You looked down to see he was about to burst out of his pants. “Was that okay?”, he asked. 

“That, Dr. Reid, was more than okay, that was perfect.” He chuckled at you calling him doctor and placed a kiss to your forehead. He didn’t know it was possible to love someone this much. He thought his heart might burst. “I want you”, you said longingly.

“You have me”, Spencer replied with a confused smile, not quite understanding what you were saying.

“No, I want you, in me, please. I need you so bad”, Spencer’s eyes shot wide open.

“Are you sure?”, he said, running his hand over your cheek.

“I have never been more sure.” His smile grew to match yours and his mouth was back on yours, kissing you like he had been lost in the desert and you were the oasis he finally found. 

You reached down to his waist, “Is this okay?”, you asked. He nodded and hummed into your mouth. You unbuckled his belt and threw it to the side. You then undid his pants and ran your hands over his bare hips and up to his back, lightly scratching your nails into his skin, he moaned in response, jolting his hips towards you. He broke apart from the kiss to remove his pants and boxers to reveal his very hard length. You stared in amazement. Sure, you had felt your fair share of Spencer’s erections through his pants while kissing and cuddling, but this was even better than you imagined.

“Are you sure you want this?”, he asked as he positioned himself above you, his member ghosting over your entrance.

“Yes.” That was all it took and he slowly started to insert himself into you. You sucked in a sharp breath from feeling him inside you. The stretch hurt a bit, but it felt so good. Spencer noticed the discomfort you felt and immediately stopped. You looked up at him, wondering why he stopped when he felt so good.

“Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”, he asked, searching your face for an answer.

“No, I’m great. Please don’t stop. You feel so good”, you whimpered, caressing his cheek. He nodded sheepishly, trying to hold back a smirk, and continued. When he bottom out you both let out a moan, and he stayed there for a moment to let you adjust. 

“Okay, I’m good”, you smiled at him, “please move”, you begged as your hips thrust upward. He started kissing you again as he began to move at a slow pace, as not to hurt you. You moaned into his kiss and whispered into his mouth, “Faster, please. Ruin me.” Spencer, completely enchanted by you, hanging onto every sound that came out of your mouth, happily obliged and began to thrust harder and faster. “Mmmuhhh Spence… Fuck… MMM Spence!”, you moaned. He was so high off of you he began to zone out in how good you felt.

“You feel so good (y/n), you feel so good around me”, he panted between kisses. You could tell that you were so close, but there was something you wanted to do first.

“Spence, wait…”, you said, putting your hand on his chest. He froze. Horrified he hurt you. You took his chin in your hand and met his gaze, “Can I ride you?”, you asked softly.

“Yea-Yeah, yes, yes please”, he said relieved. He turned both of you so that you were on top. You hovered on his tip, tracing circles at your entrance. You slowly lowered yourself as he moaned your name until he was fully inside you. He stared at you and reached for the clasps of the bra you still had on. “Is this okay?” You smiled and nodded as he unhooked your bra, releasing your breasts. He ran his hands over them, causing you to tip your head back in pleasure. You tightened around him, causing him to thrust into you at the sensation. You took that as your cue to start. You began rocking your hips, grinding on him as he grabbed your hips and dug his fingers into your sides. You began to bounce up and down on him, picking up your pace as you moaned even louder. Spencer was in pure bliss, looking at you ride him, moaning his name, as your breasts bounced in sync with your hips. He ran his hands over your ass and gave a tight squeeze, causing you to squeal. 

“Spence”, you warned, “I’m close.”

“Me too”, he moaned. As you came down, he thrust up into you hard, causing both of you to reach your climax together. You both sat there for a moment, just enjoying the feeling of one another. Spencer sat up, still inside of you, and you leaned into his chest as he wrapped his arms around you. “I need to clean you up”, he whispered as he pressed a kiss to your forehead.

“In a minute…”, you said, “You feel so good”, not wanted to lose the full feeling you had with him inside you. So that’s exactly what you did. You stayed, sat on Spencer’s lap, him still inside you, holding each other in your arms as you laid your head on his shoulder. He was so warm, and you loved the feeling of your bare chests together. After a few minutes of holding each other, he finally got you to get up so he could take care of you. He got a wet wash towel with warm water and came back to clean you off before doing the same to himself. He crawled under the covers with you and pulled you into his chest, his arms enveloping you in his warmth. He placed a kiss to the top of your head as you put your head in the crook of his neck.

“(Y/n)?”, you hummed in response, your eyes still closed, “I love you so much. Thank you for trusting me and letting me be with you”. You opened your eyes and looked up at him.

“Thank you for loving me and for always respecting me. I love you, more than you will ever know”, you said before placing a kiss to his cheek. He smiled in response and pulled you closer, never wanting to let go.

[butterbuni]

Pairing: Todoroki x GN Reader 

Word Count: 1027 

Genre: Fluff

Warning: Todoroki is a closeted goofball

Todoroki laid on his bed as he read a book that had gotten his attention lately. A book he never got to enjoy as a kid but with the recent addition to Class 1-A dorms he found himself reading all kinds of Fairy Tales. At first it started with being the only one who hadn’t read to Eri then it turned to every chance he got he would volunteer to do it. Every. Night. 

A small knock on the door echoed in his room jolting him away from the Little Mermaid book. He quickly dropped the book already knowing who was at the door, and didn’t dare want them to knock again. He rushed over to the door almost tripping over himself. 

He patted himself down so he didn't look disheveled. He reached a hand up to his hair wondering if it were messed up or not but he didn’t want to keep them waiting any longer. He swung the door open to meet Y/N just about to knock on the door again.

“Oh!” They sounded surprised even though they were the ones who had knocked on the door expecting Todoroki to open it. 

“Good evening Y/N,” Todoroki said quietly wondering if his hair really did look okay, or if the cardigan he was wearing hadn’t faded in color, or maybe he should have worn his black socks rather than the bright pink ones he currently wore. Was his room a mess? He should have taken more time before opening the door. 

“Eri has been waiting.” Y/N said, pretending not to take notice of the various children’s novels on the floor by Todoroki’s small library that was once upon a time filled with books like How To Kill A Mockingbird. 

“Waiting?” Todoroki questioned, not sure what they were talking about. He couldn’t recall if he was reading to Eri tonight. 

“Yeah for the movie night.” Y/N chuckled a bit to lighten the mood. 

Todoroki mentally smacked himself; he had forgotten he had promised Eri he would watch movies with her. It was even the perfect excuse to watch a movie with Y/N without the others bothering them much. 

“It’s okay if you forgot. Eri insisted we wait for you so I thought it best to come up here and remind you since you were probably busy with studying and all,” Even though that was what Y/N said they sure didn’t mean it seeing as the state Todoroki’s room was in he was most definitely not studying anything. 

“Studying…” Todoroki trailed off remembering how he was just at the climax of Little Mermaid, just as Princess Ariel was to save the prince from the clutches of Ursula, “I’ll be done in a moment” Todoroki finally said. 

A bright smile showed on Y/N's face as they waved goodbye to Todoroki agreeing to meet with Eri downstairs. Todoroki closed the door letting out a long breath. 

This was sort of a date? Right? 

He was going to be in a dark room watching movies with Y/N.

...and Eri. 

This’ll be fine. He has hung out with Y/N a lot of times but this was the closest he had gotten to a one on one time. He heart ached at the idea.

‘What if they don’t like the movie?’ he found himself asking, seeing as he and Eri had long planned what they would be watching. 

‘Would they think it is childish?’ he asked himself as he got ready, making sure his cardigan wasn’t faded, black socks instead of the pink ones he wore earlier, and last but not least checking and making sure his hair was okay. The re-checking it for a second, third, fourth…

It was getting late and after he was finally settled with his looks, though a bit doubtful it’s not like he ever actually cared for these things before now, he left his room and headed for the last floor where he was sure the love of his life was waiting for him. 

Love of his life… 

‘Was that too forward?’ he asked himself, his face growing a bit hotter by the second. The elevator dinged open and he was met with a  bouncing smiling Eri who was even more excited for the movie than he was. 

“Are you ready!?” Eri asked excitedly clutching onto the thin soft blanket that was usually found on the commons couch. 

He smiled softly at her beaming face before looking up towards the commons seeing Y/N set the table with ‘Aizawa approved snacks’. He looked back to Eri, answering her question, “I think so.” Eri smiled brightly taking his larger hand into her small ones dragging him towards the couches which he gladly did making no objections. 

Eri couldn’t sit still. She was literally buzzing with excitement. 

“Sowearegoingtowatchfrozen1and2anditsupposedtobeverygoodandicepowersandsistersandfriendship!” Eri said super quickly her words were really just one word.

“Of course we are going to watch frozen! What better movie is there!” Y/N beaming matching Eri’s excitement. Todoroki couldn’t help but smile at the two of them as he pulled up the first frozen movie CD. He was unusually taking his time putting the CD into its place in the CD player. 

Maybe if he went slower the moment would pause in time…

He finally did play it and made his way back to the couch luckily Eri had done the choosing of the seats for him, though she didn't even realize she solved a problem for him, He sat to the left of Eri while Y/N sat to the right of Eri. A part of Todoroki did wish he could have sat just a bit more closer to Y/N.

According to the ridiculous amounts of rom-coms Kaminari would make him watch from time to time when on a movie date he is supposed to nonchalantly place his hands on his date’s shoulders. How would he put his hands across Y/N with Eri in the-

“Psst Todoroki.” 

He jolted out of his thoughts to see Y/N leaning behind Eri. 

“The pink socks were better,” Y/N chuckled before pulling back and paying attention to the movie that played. 

Maybe this “Sorta-date” will work out after all.