#and it felt wrong to bridal a unicorn

[otherworldworldy]

Started off drawing a carousel horse and would up with a unicorn ✨ *cues the Last Unicorn theme*

[enbyfvcker]

~ Comfort ~

Logan didn't need comfort. He never had. He remembers all the time he spent living in forests when he just needed to isolate himself for a while. Anything worked for him, really.

Wolverines can sleep pretty much about everywhere. So, the first couple months after he moved in with Wade, he'd just crash on the couch. Sometimes, Wade would awake in the morning to see Logan sprawled on the floor and snoring after probably falling off the couch in his sleep.

He tried many times to convince Logan to sleep with him on his bed, but he always refused. Wade got that couch on a goddamn dumpster, and it couldn't possibly be comfortable to spend nights on.

So yeah, maybe he wanted to have a big gruff Wolverine laying next to him on his bed, but he also cared about him being comfortable.

He wanted it to be a home for Logan, even if it was a really small crack apartment.

Wade googled about Wolverines and how they nest, and he realized that Logan didn't really have much. He didn't have anything, really, since he dragged him here from a whole other universe.

So he would buy pillows, blankets, and plushies for Logan. And the grumpy idiot would pretend to hate the little hello kittys fluffy miniatures, but one day Wade's heart almost fully melted when he woke up in the middle of the night for a midnight snack, and catched Logan sleeping with all the gifts he gave him all around him, wrapped in a blanket with red and yellow heart patterns.

Sometimes Wade would awake hearing grunts and screams, rushing to the living room to see what was wrong only to find Logan trashing in his sleep, probably deep in a really bad nightmare, his body sweaty and brows furrowed. He looked in pain, and it broke Wade's heart. He imagined the terrors Logan was probably reliving in his mind.

When the sun hits Logan's eyes and he opens them, he feels slightly lighter. As if his body's relaxed for what felt like forever. He looks around and doesn't see the usual living room, and he realizes that he's in a bed. Wade's bed. Wade isn't here, but all the blankets, pillows, and plushies are still all around him.

"What the fuck..."

"Morning, peanut!" Wade announced with an excited tone as he entered the room wearing an "Kiss the cook" apron and toasts on a plate along with a mug.

Logan gives him a confused and annoyed look. "Did you- Did you carry me over here in my sleep?" He asks, incredulous. His bones are fucking made of adamantium. He weighs like 300 pounds. And how the fuck did he not wake up?

"Yes, princess. Bridal style and everything. Only the best for my baby girl."

"Wade-" Logan warns through gritted teeth.

"Alright, look, I just couldn't take you looking so uncomfortable anymore. Besides, you got so peaceful after I put you here. You can't really complain."

"I can, and I will. I told you not to bother. I don't give a fuck about comfort."

"Well, I do. Now get a break on being all grumpy, I made you breakfast." Wade offers Logan the plate with toasts and the mug with black coffee, the way he likes it.

He just grunts and accepts it.

The next nights, the lumpy couch remained empty. Logan would slip into the covers with Wade, the pillows and plushies all around them, and Mary Puppins layed on their feet. Wade was wearing a Spider-Man themed pajamas, and Logan was in his boxers and one of Wade's silly shirts with an unicorn printed on it.

"We look like such a happy family!" Wade says in a dreamy tone in the middle of the night, the room dark as he lays face to face with Logan.

"Shut up. Go to sleep." He groans gruffly, eyes closed.

"Sweet dreams, peanut. I know mine will be. You're always in them. God, I had one these days where you d-"

"Go. To. Sleep."

Some mornings, they would wake up tangled, arms over chests, legs over legs, so close they could feel each other breathing. Sometimes, Logan would wake up first, and when he opens his eyes to see them tangled like that as Wade was in deep slumber, he just smirks and closes them again, drifting back to sleep.

After that, he noticed that the frequency of his nightmares was getting lower. But whenever he'd have them, eventually, Wade would always be right there next to him to comfort him back to sleep.

[onyxeridanus]

Unicorn Tears

Summary: Trans Remus is made to be involved in a lesson about unicorns

Warnings: Transphobia, self-harm and suicide

To say Remus was nervous would be an understatement.

He was completely terrified.

Last Care of Magical Creatures lesson, they had been told that next time they would be learning about unicorns.

Remus had done his fair share of research on unicorns and had come to a horrible conclusion.

Unicorns prefer girls and are nervous around boys.

As much as Remus wanted to take part in the lesson (and as much as he hated skipping), he knew he couldn't be there.

If the unicorn liked him, it would confirm all his doubts.

You see, being trans already wasn't easy. Add in being gay and a werewolf and Remus' life was living hell.

But he knew he couldn't postpone the inevitable.

He definitely couldn't skip lesson without being questioned by Sirius, James and Peter so he had no choice but to join them.

The start of the lesson wasn't too bad and Remus actually learnt quite a bit.

Until Kettleburn brought out the unicorn.

"Unfortunately, the lads won't be able to join in on this one. Unicorns don't particularly like males and we don't want you to spook her" Kettleburn said. He too was stood away from the pen the unicorn was in.

"Now ladies, let's all get in a line to meet her. Don't push! Everyone's going to get a turn."

Remus stood back with the other Marauders until Sirius nudged him forward. "Go on Moony. Don't you wanna see the unicorn? You're the only one out of all of us that can."

Remus shook his head with a small sigh.

"Unicorns don't like guys. Kettleburn just said that" he said, hoping they'd understand.

"Yeah but you're trans! You were born a girl. So they'll like you, right?"

Remus could've punched Peter. And he very much wanted to.

Even after four years, none of them understood him or the way he felt. None of them had bothered to do any sort of research on transgender people and it hurt Remus. A lot.

The werewolf sighed. "You don't get it! You know what? Fine. I'll go see the fucking unicorn."

He stood at the back of the line of girls, arms crossed over his chest. He couldn't help feeling extremely uncomfortable and out of place stood there.

It took half the lesson until it was finally Remus' turn. He could already hear the whispers as he stepped up to the pen. 

"What is she doing?"

"This is gonna be fun to watch."

"I told you she wasn't a boy."

Remus grit his teeth as he reached his hand out to the unicorn. He really wanted to prove everyone wrong. He was a boy.

The unicorn was stood at the far end of the pen, not taking any notice of Remus. The Gryffindor sighed in relief and let himself crack a small smile.

That smile quickly disappeared as the unicorn slowly made it's way toward Remus. He quickly pulled his hand back as the unicorn started sniffing him and he took a few steps back.

"See!"

"Aw she likes you Rem!" James called with a laugh.

Remus took no notice of them, turning around and running back up to the castle. He had to get to the dorm.

Soon enough the dorm idea was abandoned and he locked himself in a bathroom instead. The girls bathroom obviously.

He knew what everyone thought of him. He'd heard what the other Marauders said about him when they thought he was asleep or unconscious after a full.

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"Come on Prongs. Help me carry her - him - back to the castle" Sirius said, picking Remus up bridal style.

James rolled his eyes. "Oh come on. She's light. Surely you can carry her by yourself? You're a big boy now" he teased.

Sirius stuck his tongue out at James. "Him, remember?"

"Well it's not like he can hear us. And it's hard to remember."

"You always say it to his face."

"Yeah, because I'm a good friend. He's never gonna find out."

Sirius carefully carried Remus out of the Shrieking Shack. "Wanker" he muttered. "That's my boyfriend you're talking about."

James walked just behind Sirius. "Sirius, please be honest with me. Do you really like Remus?"

The Black heir sighed. "I don't know if I like guys. I was sure I did. But I do like Remus. Cos he's basically a girl either way. I can stay with her and, you know, she won't find out about my sexuality."

"Right. Careful don't drop her!" James said as Sirius' grip loosened.

"I'm not gonna drop her. Like you said, she's light. I don't need to hold on too tightly." 

The two purebloods laughed before James' attention turned to Quidditch.

That night Remus' arms and thighs had been covered in cuts and blood dripped onto the bathroom floor.

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It was early one Saturday morning. The other Marauders were already awake but Remus had spent the entirety of the previous night studying and doing homework. Not his own. Sirius'.

Obviously.

Peter was laughing about something Sirius had said.

"Shh shh you'll wake Rebecca" James laughed.

Sirius snorted. "Oh please. You know she'll sleep through anything."

"Yeah but we don't. So use silencing spells!"

Sirius laughed and winked at James as the other boy punched him in the shoulder.

That time it was his chest and stomach.

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Rebecca

She

Her

Girlfriend

Rebecca

She

Her

Girlfriend

Rebecca

She

Her

Girlfriend

The werewolf felt like screaming. It was like a mantra in his head. He wasn't a boy. He'd never been a boy. He'd never be a real boy.

Sirius was a boy.

James was a boy.

Peter was a boy.

They were all so lucky. Remus would have killed to look like any of them. Even Peter.

Even Snape. 

But no. He had to look like a girl.

Tears started running down his face as he heard footsteps outside the bathroom.

"Did you see that? I had a bet with someone that the unicorn would like Rebecca. I got 8 galleons! Merlin she's so disgusting. Someone should just tell that tranny to kill herself. Damn it the bathroom's locked."

Remus let out a breath he hadn't realised he was holding as the footsteps walked away.

Kill himself.

That's what he should do.

Sirius could be with a real girl, the Marauders wouldn't have to worry about him anymore and it'd be a huge relief to his parents. They wouldn't have to spend so much money on trying to 'fix' his condition.

It was the only way to make everything better.

He was already covered in scars. But these ones would fix everything instead of making it worse.

This was what he had to do.

Sirius, James and Peter weren't going to find him any time soon so he had plenty of time to think.

Not that there was anything to think about.

Remus had made up his mind.

He looked into the mirror for the last time as he raised his wand, pointing it at his chest.

Soon it would be over.

Soon he would be free.

The pain would be gone.

His ears started ringing as he took a deep breath. He was eternally thankful for Snape's constant attacks. Because he had the perfect spell.

"Sectumsempra."

The wand clattered to the floor as it fell out of the Gryffindor's hand. The owner of the wand soon followed in hitting the floor, a soft smile on his face.

He had never been so calm.

Yeah it was painful but seeing the blood seep through his shirt was calming. He couldn't tell what was blood and what was tears anymore.

The outside of his vision slowly went black and he closed his eyes, letting a final wave of calm wash over him before the darkness overtook him.

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Remus wasn't found until around midday the next day. A panicking Sirius had gone to McGonagall that night, crying that Remus was missing.

McGonagall and Slughorn had spent most of the night looking for Remus but to no avail.

The locked bathroom had been found just before lunch and McGonagall had been quickly alerted.

She had waited until Sirius had gotten out of lesson to blast the door down.

Sirius had run straight into the bathroom, ignoring McGonagall calling him back.

His entire world felt like it had completely crumbled as he saw Remus lying there in what used to be a pool of his own blood. His shirt was stained with now black blood.

Despite how he looked, he was smiling.

It hurt Sirius so much to see that the only time Remus looked truly calm was when he was dead.

Sirius didn't care about getting blood on his clothes.

He just wanted to hold Remus in his arms one last time.

He was gone.

"You always said you loved the stars. I've always told you you'll join them one day. Not in the sky but on a tapestry. Not like this. Never like this..."

[falcqns]

Hey, can you write that she faked her orgasm because she has trouble cum.  Henry finds out and is angry because she hasn’t said anything and doubts his abilities?  then he brings her to a orgasm

First Time

Pairing: Henry Cavill x Reader

Warnings:

A/N: Thank you so much for the request! Hope you enjoy!

Henry pulled out of you with a grunt, and fell against the bed beside you. You immediately felt a wave of guilt wash over you at your failed orgasm, and rolled over to face away from him, willing the tears to stay away. You felt the bed jostle as Henry stood up and walked into the conjoining bathroom, and heard the tap being turned on before you heard him coming back.

You flinched slightly as the wet washcloth was pressed against your core, but Henry shushed you quietly and you calmed down. No words were said, they never were. Henry knew you always grew emotional after sex, and were never up to talking, so he stayed quiet, and always allowed you to speak first. 

He tossed the used washcloth into the laundry hamper in the corner of your bedroom, and laid back down on the bed. He laid his hand on your back, and that’s when the dam broke. You started sobbing, and Henry immediately pulled you into his arms. He was concerned. You may have teared up before, but have never outright sobbed after sex like you were before.

Your face was pressed against his bare chest, his fingers moving up and down your back to soothe you. “What’s wrong?” He asked, and waiting for you to calm down to answer. “I-I didn’t finish,” You said remorsefully, and Henry gave you a sad smile. 

“Sometimes it won’t happen. It doesn���t mean anythings wrong with you, or that I’ll love you any less,” He said, and you pulled out of his arms as another wave of guilt washed over you again. You scooted to the end of the bed, and looked out the window to your right. 

“I’ve never finished,” You admitted, and Henry exclaimed. 

“What?!” He said. You didn’t answer, and instead kept looking out the window at the snow coming down in droves. He grunted in annoyance, and stood up. He gathered his clothes and started to get dressed. You didn’t turn around until you heard his belt clicking.

“I-I’m sorry.” You whispered, and he scoffed. 

“No you aren’t. If you were, you would have been honest from the start. He said. “If you had told me from the beginning that you weren’t attracted to me, I would have been perfectly happy being friends with you. I don’t want to be in a relationship with someone who is only dating me because they feel sorry for me.” He said. he sat down on the mattress, and pulled his socks on. “You should have told me that you didn’t want it. If you did, I wouldn’t have done anything. I don’t want you turning this around on me because it could ruin my career.” He said.

“Hen, I-” You began, but Henry cut you off. 

“No. Next time, just spare me the heartbreak, and tell em you don’t feel the same way. Sure I’d have been upset, but I wouldn’t be mad. I thought you were different.” He said, and you listened as he stormed out of the apartment. 

You broke down crying as you heard his car driving away.

Later that night, before you drifted off to sleep, you sent him a text.

“I didn’t not finish because I’m not attracted to you. I am insanely attracted to you. I didn’t finish because I never have. I’ve never even been able to make myself cum. You know for a fact that I would NEVER accuse you of something like that, and I am offended that that thought was even in your head. I am different, and you know that. It’s not your fault, but it’s not mine either, so don’t you DARE blame me for this.” You sent the message before flinging your phone across the room and rolling over to sleep. 

Moments later, you heard your phone vibrating against the hardwood floor of your bedroom, but you chose to ignore it, closing you eyes instead and drifting off to sleep.

The next morning, you were awoken by pounding on your front door. You groaned in annoyance, but pulled yourself out of bed to answer it. When you opened the door, you were faced with Henry.

You were about to close the door, but he pushed into your apartment and picked you up bridal style, kicking the door shut behind him. He carried you to your bedroom and dropped you on your bed. He yanked your sleep shirt up, and pulled your panties down, before he settled himself in between your legs and attached his mouth to your clit.  You moaned in pleasure, but opened your mouth to speak. “I don’t know why you’re even trying,” You said. “You’re just going to be disappointed,” But he gave you a glare and you promptly shut your mouth and let him get on with it.

You felt your high approaching, but you logically knew that it wouldn’t happen. Henry pulled his mouth off of you moments later, and stripped himself out of his clothes. You moaned when you saw his hard rock bounce up against his stomach, before he reached in a bag sitting beside him that you hadn’t seen before. You gasped when he pulled out a small vibrator, no bigger than 5 inches. It was gray, with unicorns and star all over it. He dropped it beside your head, and grabbed his hard cock and line it up with your entrance. He made eye contact with you for a brief second before pushing inside you. 

He set a quick pace, and reached over for the vibrator. He pressed the on button and you heard the mechanics inside whir to life. Seconds later, you felt intense pleasure as he pressed the vibrator against your clit, causing your whole body to shake. You cursed as you felt unfamiliar pressure begin to build in your abdomen.

Your hands slid up Henry’s shoulders to try and get him to slow down, but he just grabbed your wrists and pinned them down with his free hand. When he pressed your wrist into the mattress, you got a good look at his face and realized why he wasn't talking to you.

He was mad. 

You had seen him angry before, but never to this extent. The two of you had small little fights, but nothing this extreme. Usually, he’d be mad for a few hours, and eventually come up to you and talk to you. Or, if you were mad at him, he’d let you come to him when you were ready. But this time, his face was bright red, and his jaw was clenched. You opened your mouth to say something, but he growled, and you immediately closed your mouth. He had never ‘punished’ you, but you wouldn't put it past him if he got angry enough.

The pressure in your abdomen became almost too much, until you fell over the edge into pure euphoria. Waves of white hot pleasure crashed down onto you like a tsunami, and you screamed out, limbs shaking. Henry grunted as you clenched down on him, but still not speaking. 

Henry removed the vibrator from your clit moments later. He hit the off button and tossed it across the bed. He pulled out of you, and laid next to you. His arms came around your waist and pulled you against his chest. His fingers ran up and down your back to help you calm down.

“I’m still upset that you didn't tell me,” He said, and you nodded. “I’m sorry.” You mumbled. He hugged you closer. 

“Its okay angel. Just tell me next time when you need help, okay?” “Okay.” 

[brandstifter-sys]

Carry On

Five Times Remus Swept Virgil Off His Feet (and One Time Virgil Returned the Favor)

That's a FOB title if I ever saw one

Word Count: 2927                          (Ao3)

Characters: all sides

Pairing: Dukexiety

Rating: T

Warnings: self-doubt, sex mention, swearing, mild gore mention, undertale references, dc comics references, charlie the unicorn references

inspired by @sanders-sides-uncorrect-quotes‘ post linked here

One…

Sans. Virgil truly hated this battle, but he was set on finishing this run to get to the true ending the next time around. Too bad he was getting his ass handed to him by a punny pile of bones!

He growled to himself as his fingers frantically danced over the keys. He didn't care if anyone came into the common area while he was there, he couldn't afford the stress from his room and everyone knew to stay away from him or else.

Remus was not one of those sides who did what he was supposed to do all the time. So when he popped up in the common area, he didn't think twice about lounging on the couch next to his favorite emo.

"Oh come on!" Virgil snapped at his computer as he lost again. He clawed at his hair and let out a long, agonized groan before flopping back on the couch. His hands were shaking and his heart was racing. He was one more loss away from committing murder.

"Uh oh!" Remus giggled and got up. He closed the laptop and grinned at Virgil as the emo tried to murder him with his eyes.

"What do you want?"

"Me? Well I have to make a delivery to the Grand Duke of the Imagination! And you have what I need!" Remus hummed and wiggled his shoulders. Virgil scowled and crossed his arms.

"What are you talking about?" he huffed, ignoring the mischievous twinkle in Remus' eyes. That was a mistake!

Remus swooped down and scooped him up bridal style, laughing at Virgil flailing in his arms and squawking like a gull. He would never drop him out of nowhere! Silly emo could trust him!

"I'm taking you to the Grand Duke so he can spoil you and cheer you up! By any means necessary!" Remus purred and winked, bringing a delightful blush to Virgil's face.

"What the hell?"

"You are my damsel in distress and I don't even have to slay a monster to make sure you're okay—unless you want me to, there's definitely a monster I want to see, in your—"

"No. I am so done with monsters today. Don't even make that joke. Just do what you were planning," Virgil huffed and averted his gaze, no longer squirming to get away. Remus could live with that as long as he could keep holding this tall drink of water!

Two…

Remus was just polishing his morning star when he decided it was a good time to harass his brother and talk about the only thing they seemed to agree on: butts!

He appeared in the common area to the sound of a Disney movie, it would have been perfect, but Roman was not alone on the couch. Oh no, he could clearly distinguish a mop of purple hair next to the prince’s own preened locks. Neither one seemed to notice the duke looming behind them, which was good. Surprising Roman was way too much fun!

“How can you claim this isn’t romantic and charming?!” Roman grumbled as Prince Philip and Briar Rose began to dance and sing in the forest. Virgil snorted and shook his head.

“There’s nothing more romantic than a total stranger in his 20s swooping in and interrupting a 16 year old girl’s furry fantasy without an introduction or asking,” Virgil droned sarcastically. He snickered at the offended gasp that came out of the prince’s mouth and shifted in his seat.

“You wanna pause this and grab some popcorn? My leg fell asleep.”

Before Roman could move Remus struck.

“Hello there! The angel from my nightmares, the shadow in the background of the morgue!” he sang and scooped Virgil into his arms, twirling around with the brightest grin imaginable. Virgil squeaked and clung to him, more out of surprise than fear. He should have seen it coming.

“I think my point stands,” Roman teased, smirking at the pair like a cheshire cat. Virgil shot him a death glare, daring him to say anything more while Remus giggled impishly between verses.

“Perhaps you should take care of that leg and we can continue later. I would hate to rob you of a moment like this!” the prince continued, making Virgil flush and plot his end. Remus laughed and brushed Roman off.

“Looks like I’m the dashing heroic prince today! Better luck next time Hoe-man!” he sang and sunk out for some much needed cuddles. Roman rolled his eyes, ignoring the sleight in favor of appreciating how cute those two could be. Plus he could rewatch his movie without critique!

Three…

Virgil was exhausted. After a long study session for the next video, making sure that Logan knew his lines and keeping Janus from making them take a break, all he wanted to do was fall into a coma. But he was still in the common area and he would have company if he didn't move, but that meant moving. He drooped, letting his limbs hang off the couch, wishing he had the energy.

That was a mistake, and he knew that he would regret it. Especially when something slimy glided up the back of his hand.

"Gross," he grumbled, not bothering to look at the culprit. Remus giggled and licked his hand again before kissing it. He got off the floor and on one knee, smiling at his emo.

"You know you love me!" he teased and brought Virgil's hand to his lips again, "You're like my personal damsel in distress and I just love saving you and making you feel like a princess!"

"I'm not a damsel, just tired. Can I take a nap in peace?"

"Not out here, Scare Bear! You know it gets crazy with the others around!" Remus giggled and scooped him up without any struggle.

"If you take me to your dungeon to do horrible things to me in my sleep, make sure I have both kidneys intact."

"No promises, Charlie!" Remus teased and resituated Virgil so he could rest his head on his shoulder, "But I can promise you a comfy bed and the best snuggle buddy ever!"

"You're bringing Winary? Hellhounds don't make for great cuddles. They stink of brimstone," Virgil mumbled against his neck.

"Nope! You get to cuddle with a stinky dukey!" Remus countered and walked towards his room with his precious cargo.

"I'd rather cuddle with you," Virge mumbled and curled into Remus' chest.

"But I am a stinky dukey!" he said, fighting back the urge to squeal. Virgil huffed and wrapped his arms around Remus.

"I like your scent. It's comforting, like a puppy that likes mud."

"You Sir are exhausted!" Remus declared, "And you are taking a long nap with me so you can get that snark back!"

"You better be there when I wake up," Virge answered, barely able to keep his eyes open. Remus was happy and he was sure to be there the whole time.

Four...

"Virgil, you can't just call Remus every time something mildly inconvenient happens. He's not your footman," Janus huffed as Virgil curled into himself. He was going to summon Remus for a good reason. It wasn't his fault that the duke showed up every time he stubbed his toe!

"I know that, Snake-face," he huffed, "I don't actually summon him when they happen. He just knows."

"And you do nothing to stop him. It's not good for you to be dependent on him for everything. There's a fine line between self-care and sinking into bad habits."

"I'm not sinking into bad habits, Janus. I'm fine with being toted around if it makes him feel like he's being heroic instead of a villain."

Janus sighed and shook his head. Virgil had a point, Remus needed to feel wanted and needed. And who better to provide that for him than Virgil? Remus adored him!

"And I want him to show up right now," Virgil mumbled and hugged his knees. His skin was crawling and he was freezing. Was it too selfish for him to want to have Remus hold him and keep him close? Was he taking advantage of Remus wanting to be someone's hero? Was he even good enough to get that kind of attention from the duke?

"Remus!" Janus called out, rather than sit by and watch Virgil spiral. He sank out at the same time Remus appeared.

Remus got one look at Virgil and immediately pulled him into his arms. Virgil melted into him and let out a contented sigh.

"Scare Bear!" Remus cheered and spun on his heels, "My spider sense was tingling! What's wrong, Bitter Sweetie?"

"I just need some creature contact," Virgil grumbled, "and you're the most comfortable creature I know."

"So no slaying your demons or disemboweling anyone?" Remus giggled and dropped Virgil on the couch before flopping on him. Virgil shifted and wrapped his arms around Remus' waist.

"Nah, just don't leave. I need a Cuddlefish."

"And you got me for as long you want!" Remus giggled and nestled his head under Virgil's chin.

"You're gonna be here for a while," Virge hummed and soaked in the warmth Remus provided.

"I don't mind," Remus said, "I like it here!" And that was an understatement.

Five…

Remus was just going to the kitchen for a snack—he had some prairie oysters with his name on them! But he paused in the middle of the hallway when he saw Virgil on a step ladder, painting a wrought iron fence mural over his door. He was so focused, so pretty, Remus had to stare.

"You know, creeping on someone who's on a ladder is considered a bad idea."

"Do I look like the guy who has good ideas?"

"No, I should know better, you like me."

"No talking bad about yourself!" Remus growled and loomed closer.

"Oh, that's not what I meant. I mean you like the one guy who can kick your ass and you keep calling him a damsel. Last I checked, I saved you from the Dragon Witch twice this week alone."

"It was hot!" Remus agreed as Virge bent over to get more paint on his brush, carefully holding onto the wall, "But that doesn't mean you can't be a damsel too! You're like Dick Grayson—perfectly capable of kicking ass, but also very much in need of some saving every so often! Plus I think you'd make those shorts look good! Almost as good as I'd look getting into them!" Virgil jolted away from Remus as he was getting up again and lost his balance.

It felt like forever, falling backwards with nothing to grab onto. He was sure the impact would be annoying, but not terrible. If he were any higher up his instincts could have easily taken over and he wouldn't land on his back. But that impact never came. Instead he landed in a pair of strong arms.

"I knew you'd fall for me and my feral mojo!" Remus giggled down at him. Virgil stared at him for a second before swiping his paintbrush over Remus' nose.

"Sure, Puppy, you tell yourself that," Virgil said with a smirk, "It's not at all because you had the audacity to call me Dick Grayson when I'm more of a Jason Todd."

"You're more of a hottie who needs to snuggle with me after that kind of fall!"

"You really need to consider just asking like a normal person," Virgil jeered and kissed his cheek.

"Why would you ever consider that? Boring! You need some excitement in your life and that's where I come in!"

"I thought you came in—"

"Dirty jokes are my job!"

"I thought you came in like Peter Parker on a wrecking ball. Chaotically trying to save me from every mild inconvenience," Virge reiterated and wrapped his arms around Remus' shoulders before kissing his cheek again. Remus was a happy boy.

And then...

It was just perfect! Remus was so excited to finally have a gift for Patton that he would like! He appeared in the common area in the kitchen, just out of sight of the duo watching Looney Toons. Patton and Virgil were in for a treat!

He set Fluffy on the floor and motioned towards the couch. The little thing sprinted off in a pale pink blur and Remus waited for the cooing and squealing from Patton.

His heart shattered when all he heard were horrified screams coming from the father figure. He sank out to his room and fought the urge to cry. Fluffy would be able to get back to the Imagination without him.

Virgil paused the show and watched Patton scoop up the hairless cat with tears in his eyes.

"Look Virgil!" he cheered and held up the cat like she was Simba, "A kitty I can pet!" Virgil blinked twice, confused as to how a cat found her way into the commons. That's when he spotted the green collar around her neck and the silver tag hanging from it.

"Can I keep her Virge?" Patton pleaded as Virgil checked the tag. He had a hunch that Fluffy was meant to be with Patton.

"You're asking me?" he jeered and got up, "Let's find the guy who made her and ask him. I'm pretty sure Remus set her loose to find you."

"Remus? He made this little angel?" Patton gasped and cuddled her to his chest. She purred and kneaded his hoodie, getting him to squeal again.

"I'll go get him, and let you two get to know each other," Virgil said with a half-smile. Patton beamed and him and sat on the couch, cuddling his new best friend. Virgil sank out before the cuteness became sickening.

But any mushy feelings faded when he appeared in Remus' room. Amid the weapon racks and canopic jars, Remus was curled up on his bed, hiding his head between his knees.

"Octopuppy?" Virgil asked softly and sat next to Remus. The duke looked up at him with his makeup running down his cheeks.

"Scare Bear?"

"What's wrong?" he asked and brushed a stray piece of hair from Remus' face. Remus shook his head and let out a ragged sigh.

"I can't make anything good."

"Your dog is not gonna be happy to hear that."

"She's a hellhound with three heads. She's not good or normal. But she's a good girl," Remus grumbled and wiped his eyes. He was not about to cry again. Virgil coaxed Remus into his lap and pressed a kiss to his forehead.

"What makes you think you can't make anything good?"

"I made a cat for Daddykins and I really tried to make her perfect for him. But he screamed at the sight of her. You know, you were there," he pouted and hid his face in Virgil's hoodie. Virgil pouted and held him closer.

"Can I show you something?" he whispered, "Something that can prove you can make something good."

Remus nodded and clung to Virgil as he stood. The emo cradled him to his chest and smiled down at him.

"Looks like you're my damsel this time," he teased and sank out, adoring the blush that crossed Remus' face.

They appeared in the common area kitchen to the sounds of giggles and cooing. Remus looked to Virgil for answers only to get a smirk in return.

"Hey Pat!" Virgil called out and carried Remus into the next room. Patton was curled up in his hoodie, using the string to play with Fluffy. Remus had never seen him so genuinely happy.

"Virge!" he cheered, only to coo at the sight of the gruesome twosome.

"I found Remus, so go ahead and ask."

"Remus, can I keep Fluffy? Please? I'll take good care of her! I promise!"

"I made her for you, so yeah, of course you can," Remus answered, completely stunned. Virgil knew that tone all too well. He had only a matter of seconds before a tsunami of feelings crashed over the duke. He would need cuddles.

"Thank you so much Remus!" Patton squealed and hugged Fluffy, "I'm gonna show her my room!" He sank out, leaving the pair to claim the couch.

"You good, Pup?" Virgil asked and hugged the duke, leaning into the cushions. Remus nodded and nuzzled into his chest.

"Good, because right now you're stuck cuddling with me until my legs fall asleep," Virgil mused and kissed his head. Remus shuddered and his breathing hitched.

"I did good," he whimpered, "I finally did a good and made a good thing."

"Finally? Remus, you make a good thing every day—you make me feel loved. You're my knight in slimy armor."

"That's just cuz I love you."

"I love you too, and I think it's only fair that I get to be your dark knight for a while. Because it's okay to need a little help, even if you don't think you deserve it."

"Who taught you that psychiatry crap?" Remus pouted and hid his face in Virgil's hoodie so no one would see him crying.

"You might know him, he's a wily little imp with a lot of passion, a flair for the dramatic, and macabre tastes. He's a handsome sweetheart and don't even get me started on his butt."

"He sounds like a pain in the neck!" Remus giggled.

"Only if he bites," Virgil snickered, "and he's my hero. So don't you dare try to talk shit about the Grand Duke of the Imagination."

Remus giggled and clung to him. He couldn't ask for a better boyfriend and he was pretty sure he didn't want to either.

[sometimes-i-write-4-you]

Hey! I was wondering if you could do promt #3 for Hyde x reader? (Love your story telling btw)

I (fake) love you - Steven Hyde x reader

a\n: this somehow ended up as a fake dating au but i’m not mad

trigger warnings: cursing, weed mentioning, Hyde and reader are pretending to “do it” as Kelso would say, i’d say it has some angst and fluff but nithing too extreme.

I was always good at reading people. Normally, I could talk to someone for 5 minutes and know everything there is to know about them, for example, the first time I met Michael Kelso, I knew immediately he’s dependable, loyal and likes to be pushed around. Most people thinks it’s his lack of smarts that makes it easy to manipulate him, but the truth is he just seeks attention, he grew up in such a big family, and as just another sandwich kid, he never got that much attention. He’s more than just a good-looking, brainless goofball.

Eric Forman? Smart kid, heart of gold. His father crashed his self esteem and his belief he has no worth sunk so deep into his brain he’s not even trying to prove it wrong. He’s not just a nerdy smart-ass, too bad he’s scared of his potential.

Donna Pinciotti is the girl who will go far. She’ll make history, i can tell you that. She is passionate, and she will not hesitate to fight over what she sees right, yet will admit if she did you wrong. She grew up in a loving family overall, but she doesn't want to end up like her dad: rich, lazy and stuck in a small town. She’s a big city kind of girl.

Fez is sweet, desperate and eats candy to cope with his loneliness. He’s not afraid of his feminine side, and cares about his looks in a different way then Kelso. He might be weird, and have a tendency to say the most inappropriate things, but he never looks to hurt someone or make them uncomfortable, he just wants to feel loved.

Jackie Burkhart was a bit harder to crack, and her first impression on me was semi-wrong. I could tell she’s more than a spoiled brat, I just didn’t know if it’s in a good way - like, she might be smart and kind, with a broken point of view in the world but she’s willing to look at it from a different point of view. On the other hand, she could be a mean, spoiled brat who’s going to succeed big time by manipulating the hell out of everything around her. Turns out it’s a little bit of both - she’s kind, and she learns the world is not all glitter and unicorns, but she manipulates to get things her way. At least she doesn't make a fuss when she doesn't get what she wanted. Well, not as much.

With all that, there was still one mystery in the little group I found myself a part of: Steven Hyde.I could not tell you a thing about him. I knew the basics - his name, the fact his parents are not there, and that he likes weed, beer and Zeppelin. He hid every sign of emotions behind sarcasm, and had walls taller than anyone i’ve ever met.

I started hanging out with them when I moved here. Kelso made a move on me the second he saw me, and he still tries to this day, but it’s obvious our relationship is strictly platonic and it’s not going to change, even though he thinks it’s better. One time I jokingly agreed and he said, and I quote, “ew, no, you’re like a sister to me”, but he keeps on making sexual advances on me for the sake of the joke.

I quickly befriended the rest of the guys (and girls), and even though i learned to love all of them, there was someone i really loved. Not Kelso, he’s practically my brother, it was Hyde i was so into, but i can’t tell you why. Maybe it was his sense of humor, maybe it was his kind heart or maybe it was the challenge.

“Hey, (y\n), penny for your thoughts?” Donna said, breaking the silence. The TV was on, but it was clear my head is somewhere else. “She’s thinking ‘bout Hyde” Kelso was quick to tease. “Shut up” I growled at him, and suddenly everyone’s focus was on me. Hyde wasn’t there, Kelso might have zero tact, but he would never throw me under the bus, cause he knows i will get into the bus and run over him. It was me and him on the couch, and Donna and Eric across from each other on the chairs as a way to avoid them making out instead of hanging out with their friends. “(y\n), do you want to tell us something?” Eric asks. “I- no, it’s stupid. Kelso is stupid, remember the time he ate a blueberry on a field trip and it ended up being the poisneus one we were warned about when we arrived?” i said, hoping it will drive the attention to tease him and not me. “Oh, that was funny, but not as funny as the time he revealed you have a crush on Hyde” Donna said, “but good try”. I sighed. “Look, it’s not like i’m in love with him or something, he’s just a mystery I want to solve. A mystery with a kind smile and great sense of humor. Look, it’s nothing, Kelso is just obsessed with the idea his best friends will date” i said. “oh, Tell them what you told me, come on! It was hilarious” Kelso said, ignoring the last part of my confession, and when I refused he decided to share my words he did it himself. “God, Kelso, his voice is so hot, i can listen to him for hours even if it’s just the stupid car that runs on water non-sense” He said, immitating a high-pitched voice that didn’t really sound like mine. “That is not what i said” i tried to redeem myself, but Eric and Donna were too busy laughing to hear me. “I just said he’s voice is calming” I kept trying.

“Who’s voice?” Hude asked as he jumped over the couch and took the open spot next to me. “Y-” Kelso started, but i hit his chest, “-our mama” he changed the ending of the word, “BURN!”. “I was talking about the weather guy” I made up, but did I lie? “You’re so weird, man” Hyde sighed, stretching and leaving his hand on the couch. “Well, kelso, we have this thing, you coming?” Donna said, “with Jackie, the double date i can’t believe i agreed to”. Kelso looked confused, “it’s tomorrow”. “No, it’s today” Eric insisted, winking at him and nudging his head at me and hyde. “What? Jackie is going to kill me-” “we won’t tell her you forgot” Donna plays along. I saw right through the act, but kelso really thought he forgot. 

He left the basement along with Eric and donna.It wasn’t the first time me and Hyde we’re alone, but usually it was Kelso ditching me and Hyde when the three of us hung out to try and get a girl to sleep with. I’m telling you, one day he’ll get someone pregnant.

“What’s with them?” Hyde sighed and got up to get a popsicle. “Who fucking knows?” i replied, trying to think of a way to change the subject. “You saw how Eric pointed at us? Like what, are they trying to get us alone?” Hyde continued, handing me a popsicle as he sat down. “I- yeah” i admitted, “Kelso has this crazy idea, he wants us to date cause we’re both his best friends or something” i explained, leaving out the part i was on board with the idea, and the fact that it was originally mine. “Oh, we should totally prank them!” Hyde said, “like, let’s pretend to date and be the most annoying couple ever”. I looked at him confused. “Like, we can use cutest couple names, ditch them to be alone or just make out in their face constantly” his smile got wider and wider, and I can't say no to that smile. “Sure, yeah, could be fun”.

The next day, I walked in the basement wearing your favourite outfit, ready to annoy the heck out of my friend. The moment you entered the room, Hyde got up and pulled you onto a hug. “Hey, lover boy” I said, kissing him on the lips. We had to practice doing that without laughing. We kissed like, 10 times yesterday when we planned the prank, his reply kept breaking us and we had to do it again. “Hi, apple pai” he said, kissing me one more time. Everyone looked at each other, exchaging “what the fuck?”s with their eyes. Hyde placed his hand on my waist and walked me to the couch, “Steven!” I laughed when he picked me up in bridal style and sat down, resting me in his lap.  “God, babe, you look so hot today” Hyde said, sliding his hand down my side, settling on a not too sexual but not that friendly spot on my thigh. It was all planned, and fake, but the blush on my cheeks was as real as it gets. “Well, lover, I wanted to dress up for you” I said, fidgeting with the collar of his shirt. “Uh, guys, what’s going on?” Jackie was the first to speak. “Oh, well, yesterday Kelso, Eric and Donna, pulled a little trick to get me and Hyde together, and it worked” I smiled. “Yeah, guys, thank you so much for helping me get with the most beautiful girl in the world” Hyde agreed, looking at me through his rosy sunglasses. I took them from him. “Hey!” he said, but before he got them back I put them on. I slide them down my nose and look up to him. “That was hot, so i’ll let it slide this time” he said, taking the glasses off of my face. The script we wrote was absolutely perfect.

The days have passed, and soon they turned into weeks, and our little show kept going.  I’ll admit, kissing Hyde and ditching the gang to hang out with him (we pretended to leave for a different reason, tho), the fake double dates… it was fun. The longer we pretended to date, the more our couple-y behavior stuck with us, like, one time we met up for a pretend-date and he kissed me when he saw me. I kissed him back, it just felt natural. We got a good laugh out of it, but it happened more than once. I knew I had to ask him to stop this, because my feelings kept growing but he had none, plus I know he kept fooling around cause i’ve seen girls flirting with him, and they always left together.

We were in his room now, pulling another trick. “Oh, lover, yes” i called, trying to sound as breathless as i can. “Oh, buttercup, you're soooo hot” Hyde called, and jumped on his bed, making it creek. I had to really hold my laugh as I joined him.

“Oh, babe, you’re so good” I called, adding some moans in between words. “Nice” he whispered. We heard the door knob being messed with. Hyde was quick to push me down on the bed. He took off his shirt, hinting me to do the same as we got under the sheets. He got on top of me and pushed his lips against mine just as Michael opened the door.

“Dude!’ Steven called and pulled the covers over us as he fell on his back next to me. “Dude, we can hear you, that’s so gross. You two are-” Michael started. “Well, you can just take your hangout somewhere else, Kelso” i said, throwing the first thing I could grab in his face. It was my shirt. “Yeah, we are kind of in the middle, man” Hyde said. The moment Kelso left, Hyde and I started laughing like crazy.

“That was..” i said as he got up. “Yeah, i’m so good” he said, mimicking my breathless voice. “K, give me my shirt back” i said, trying not to look at his bare chest, and not luckily, he was already putting on his shirt.  He went up to the door. “Kelso took it” Hyde said, grining. “Well, shit” I sighed, but he had a solution. “Take this” he said, and tossed me a Led Zeppelin shirt. “Thank you, lover boy” I said, staying under the covers. He looked at me, waiting. “Well, turn around, creep” i said, laughing. “As your boyfriend-” he started, but gave up when his eyes met mine, “fine”. He turned around, allowing me to put on his shirt. “You can look now” I said, fixing the shirt. “How do i look?” I asked. “So hot, buttercup” he replied, smirking and wrapping his hands around my waist and kissing me, forgetting that we are not actually dating. “Hyde, we need to break up” the words slip out of my mouth.

“what ? why?” he asked, “i mean, this is the best prank i ever pulled, and the most enjoyable” he said, his lips stretch into his familiar smirk. “Because-” i tried, but couldn’t come up with a good reason other than the truth. “I mean, you have to admit it’s fun” he said, his hands still around my waist. “Well, yeah, but not for the reason you think” i say, and the confused look in his eyes hurts me. “I- Hyde, this is.. Look, I know you’re sleeping around and that’s gonna blow our cover ``I finally find an answer, “you don’t want your friends to think you’re a cheater”. He looked even more confused. “(y\n), i haven’t touched any other girl since we started... this” he replies, pointing at me and at him. “But i saw you-” I insisted. “I couldn’t, every single time” he admits. Taking the sunglasses resting on his cabinet and putting them on. “Why would you do that? You really expect me to think a horny teenager gave up making out, possibly more, with really hot girls because of what? He’s fake dating a random girl?” I laugh sadly. “No, god, (y\n), you are not some random girl” he says, resting his hands on my arms. “Why-” “because i love you!”.

I don’t know who was more surprised at his words - him or me. We stayed quiet. “Are you- are you gonna say anything?” he broke the silence. “How about i’ll do something instead?” i said, taking a step closer to him. As I moved closer, I placed my hands around his neck. “What are yo-” he tried to ask, but I pulled myself up and connected our lips. Even though we kissed before, this time it was different. His lips moved against mine in a mix of relife, passion and love. He tasted like mint, orange flavoured popsicle and weed. “I forgot to mention, I love you too” I said, breaking the kiss. “Whatever man” he said, re-connecting our lips.

[theanonauthorfanfic]

Steve Finds His Kinks

Title: Steve Finds His Kinks

Square Filled: Daddy Dom/ Little

Ship: Steve Rogers x Reader

Rating: Explicit

Major Tags: Daddy Dom, Little Girl, DDLG, Fingering, Vaginal sex, public sex

Summary: Steve find someone to share his kinks with

Word Count: 1743

Created for @mcukinkbingo​

  Steve tried to hide the fact that he was a daddy. Steve knew the other Avengers would give him shit about it. Tony specifically would make fun of him. Steve shook his head. Bucky was on the only one who knew what Steve’s kinks were.

Y/N joined the team as their secretary at first. She would make sure they had their meetings scheduled and held any calls for them. Y/N enjoyed working for the Avengers. She was in control when she was at work. When work was over, she would hole herself up in her room watching Disney movies cuddled with her favorite stuffed animals. Sometimes Y/N needed to be taken care of. She fantasized about Steve being her daddy. Y/N blushes every time she looks at Steve. She just wanted him to be all hers.

“Y/N, you need to hang out with us on movie night,” Natasha stated as she walked up next to Y/N.

“Tash, I am so tired I just want to go to bed,” Y/N yawned. Natasha grabbed her shoulder and looked at her straight in the eye.

“You have worked so hard for the team. Come on and let your hair down. I will make sure Steve leaves the spot next to him open,” Natasha winked and sauntered off.

Y/N sighed and walked back towards her room. She was off work and decided to change into comfortable clothes is she was going to watch movies with the team. She put on some cute unicorn pajamas, her unicorn slippers and grabbed her blanket with her Unicorn stuffed animal. Y/N headed for the theater room 5 minutes before the movie was actually going to start. When she reached the room the only spot that was still open was the spot next to Steve. Y/N was going to kill Natasha. Y/N sat down next to Steve and got comfortable.

“Hello Y/N, you look comfy,” Steve stated staring at her.

“I figured I would let me hair down Steve,” Y/N giggled. Steve stiffened next to her. Steve wanted nothing more than to make Y/N giggle and maybe even moan for him.

“Does your unicorn have a name princess,” Steve asked cautiously afraid Y/N was going to flip out on him.

Y/N nodded, “Her name is Sparkles. She has a brother name rainbow in my room.” Y/N started to just act like she would if she was watching movies in her room. She wanted to call Steve daddy so bad. Y/N bit her lip.

“Well, hello Sparkles. Nice to meet you,” Steve petted the stuffed unicorn. Y/N whimpered softly trying not to let Steve hear her. “Are you going to be a good girl during the movie kitten?”

“Yes, daddy,” Y/N slipped out. Her eyes went wide and she hide herself in her blanket. She wanted to get away from Steve. She was embarrassed she let that slip out.

“Don’t hide from me, baby girl.” Steve leaned into Y/N ear and whispered, “If you want me to be your daddy I will.” Y/N gulped hard and looked at Steve. She nodded and ducked her head. Steve petted her hair. “Its okay. There is nothing wrong with that. You will be my princess and I your daddy.” Steve sighed and pulled Y/N into him.

They stayed snuggled together for the movie. About halfway through Y/N started to squirm on the couch. “Sit still kitten,” Steve sternly looked at Y/N.

Y/N whispered in her little voice, “Can’t daddy. I feel funny.”

Steve quirked a brow, “How do you feel funny? Where do you feel funny?” Y/N grabbed Steve’s hand and squeezed.

Looking at the ground Y/N softly mentioned, “I feel tingly in my no-no area daddy.” Steve groaned and grabbed Y/N. He sat her on his lap and covered them with her blanket.

“Do you want daddy to make the tingly feeling go away,” Steve asked. His princess nodded and squirmed in his lap. Steve pulled your back flush against his chest the blanket covered your arms and laps. “You need to remain quiet baby girl. We don’t want to get caught.” Steve ran his hands over Y/N thighs. He trailed his fingers up her bare thighs until he reached her leg opening of her shorts. His kitten mewled in his lap.

Y/N squeezed Sparkles harder as she felt Steve’s fingers. She whimpered, “Daddy please…’’

“Please what kitten,” Steve asked nipping at Y/N’s ear lobe.

“Please make the tingly feeling go away,” as she grinded down in his lap.

Steve smirked and breathed against Y/N’s ear, “I am going to make that tingly feeling get worse baby girl.” Y/N shivered. Steve’s hands started to trail up her shorts until he got to her waistband and slipped his hand underneath. Y/N bit her lip trying not to make a sound. Steve lightly stroked his princess over her panties. He wanted to get her feeling all types of good before he let her cum. Steve could feel how wet she was. “You are my good girl.” Steve slipped his hand in her panties and played with her slit.

Y/N swiveled her hips on his crotch. She could feel how hard he was against her ass. Y/N wanted to be so good but also wanted to moan to show Steve how much she is enjoying this. Steve’s fingers rubbed her swollen clit and she jumped. “Mmmm, Daddy,” Y/N whispered as she buried her face in his neck. Steve smirked and rubbed faster on her clit. Steve could feel her body tense and hips wanting to buck into his hand.

“So pretty baby girl. You feeling less tingly yet?” Steve asked as he moved his fingers to pump into her stroking her walls. His kitten shook her head and bit her unicorn muffling her moan. Steve used his thumb to rub her clit as he stroked her walls. Y/N felt the ball of fire build in her belly ready to explode and take her over. “You going to cum for me princess? Are you going to soak my fingers in your juices baby girl? You are so wet for me. So good kitten.” Steve praised as he picked up the pace with his hand. His kitten was so close to cumming for him. “Let go baby girl. Soak my fingers. Be my good girl.” Steve spoke softly as Y/N’s body shook through her orgasm. She gasped and moaned loudly before hiding her head in Steve’s neck.

The rest of the group tried to ignore that Steve and Y/N were fooling around. “Daddy, that felt so good,” Y/N whimpered at Steve closing her eyes as she rested against him. Steve smirked and picked her up bridal style and carried her to his room.

“You did such a good job baby girl. So perfect for me kitten.” Steve laid her on his bed and grabbed a bottle of water. He opened it up and placed it to her lips. “Drink princess. I want you to stay hydrated. You made noise when I asked you to be quiet. I am going to punish you. I am going to spank you.” Y/N cheeks heated up. Steve sat on the bed. “Kitten strip and lay over my legs.”

Y/N got of and slowly stripped out of her unicorn pajamas. Once she was naked, she laid across Steve’s legs. Steve swapped her ass softly the first time. Y/N pushed forward slightly. Steve smacked her ass harder and harder. He gave his kitten 10 swats across her ass. He groaned as her ass was cherry red with his hand print. Steve pulled her up and looked into Y/N’s eyes.

“Please daddy... Please,” his kitten begged.

“Please what princess,” Steve responded.

“Please make me feel good daddy,” Y/N moaned as tears streamed her face. Steve picked her up and laid her on her back in the middle of the bed.

“I will make you feel so good baby girl. You did so well for me. I am going to reward you.” Steve stripped out of his clothes as he hovered above her. Steve lined up his hard cock to her wet pussy and slowed pushed in. His princess arched into him as he wrapped her legs around his waist. “Fuck, you feel so good baby girl. I fit you perfectly like you were made for me.” Steve spoke as he thrusted his hips into hers.

“OH, Yes Daddy. Don’t stop.” Y/N clutched Steve’s arms as he pounded her into the mattress. They both were close. “Fuck, Daddy.” Y/N moaned as she came hard around his cock as he continued to fuck into her.

“Baby girl your milking my cock so well. I am so close.” Steve picked up his pace and how hard his hips were hitting yours. “Fuck Y/N, You’re mine.” Steve groaned as he filled you up.

Both coming down from your highs you both just laid there. Steve managed to get up and grab a warm wash cloth to clean you and then himself up. Once you both were cleaned, he tucked Y/N into him under the blanket.

“You did so well princess,” Steve praised.

“Thank you, daddy,” Y/N keened back.

“You sleep now while we cuddle together. I have plans for us my beautiful princess. You are mine,” Steve yawned as you feel asleep.

 Y/N woke the next day and stretched. Steve squeezed her back into him.

“Good morning daddy,” Y/N yawned at Steve.

Steve kissed her head, “Good morning my good kitten. We both slept well.”

“I did sleep well daddy.” Y/N sat up, “Steve you don’t think its weird, do you?”

Steve looked at Y/N concerned, “Never baby girl. I want to be your daddy. I never thought you were into DDLG. When I found out you were last night, I was so happy.”

Y/N blushed and looked at Steve, “Good because I want you to be my daddy. I trust you Steve. I need to be able to go into my little headspace.”

“I know princess. I am going to pick out your outfit today and then we are going to do something fun together. My precious kitten.” Steve got up and stretched. “Maybe I will take you to build a bear today and you can make your next favorite stuffed animal friend baby girl. Then we can come home and watch some Disney movies how does that sound?”

“Sounds like a perfect day daddy,” his kitten chirped. Steve knew this was a start of something wonderful.

Tags: @buckmesideways22 @oleanderbat , @buckyzgurl , @scarletsoldierrr , @kombatfather1796

[kpoppedlovely]

Secret Admirer

Type: Fluff

Pairing: Yeosang x Reader

Word count: 2,217

Summary: You had what you thought was the worst day ever. Little did you know, your day would have a happy ending with your neighbor Yeosang.

A/N: This was inspired by a bad day I had. Sorry that it’s long. I have a tendency to get into little tangents and put too much detail. Hopefully you enjoy!

P.S. If you see a mistake or have constructive criticisms, feel free to message me and let me know what you think. Thank youuu

Today had been the worst day ever. It had all started during last night’s storm. You had fallen asleep to the sound of the rain pattering on your window, along with the podcast running on your phone. You plugged up your phone to keep it from dying over night but, unfortunately, the universe had other plans. During the night, while you were sleeping peacefully with images of unicorns and your hot neighbor from down the hall (don’t ask), the storms had gotten worse and taken out a transformer, knocking out your whole buildings electricity. You, sleeping unfazed, slept through it all. Your poor, little phone was not as lucky. It died early in the morning from no electricity to charge it.

Luckily for you, your internal systems had a fairly good alarm clock, waking you up what you thought was fairly early in the morning. Little did you know that you were running late for work. You rolled out of bed, still groggy, and walked to grab some food from your kitchen. You seemed to not have much, glancing at the ever growing list of groceries jotted on the white board on your fridge. You had been too busy with work lately to do any extensive shopping. You settled on a bagel with some cream cheese. Popping the bagel half into the toaster, you walked to the fridge to grab the cream cheese and waited the 3 minutes for your bagel. Standing in front of the toaster, your bagel popped up and scared you but also…. Wait a second, you remembering something important.

WORK!!! You scrambled through the kitchen to your bedroom. Launching yourself onto your bed, you grabbed your phone, hitting it off the nightstand. Frustrated, you huffed and reached for your phone, resulting in you falling and hitting your head on the floor. Clutching your head, hoping to relieve some of the pain, finally got a hold of your phone but to no avail. Pressing the power button did no good to reveal the current time. Pissed off, and now panicking, you ran back to the kitchen hoping the appliances would show the time. Nope. Flashing 3:00, you deduced the storm must have gotten worse and knocked out your power. Lucky for you, you had a battery operated clock in your little office adjacent to your room. When you went to grab the clock, you gulped down some of your nervousness and somehow prayed it wasn’t too late after you needed to be at work. Time slowed down as you brought the wooden analog clock to your face. The clock showed 7:00, 30 minutes after you needed to be at work. You set the clock down to run to your closet to find clothes to wear. As you were throwing clothes around your room, you were also getting your bag and purse together with what you needed. You also plugged your phone into your travel battery pack. Running around your apartment, you finally managed to get everything for work and ran out the door, hoping you didn’t get fired for this.

You didn’t get fired. However, it seemed that everything that could’ve gone wrong, did. Every taxi you tried to flag down with your flailing arms passed you by. When you eventually did get one and thought you were on your way, there was traffic. When your phone had charged enough to call your boss, his line was busy. He eventually chewed you out for being late. The following events stacked and stacked to further ruin your day. Co-workers complaining, forgetting your lunch, an earring coming undone and falling into the toilet, forever lost. It was only when your work day was over that you felt relieved to be going home. The weather had other plans. Since your phone was dead that morning, you couldn’t check the weather to see that it was going to rain again that evening. Failing to see this forecast, added with your scrambling about your apartment, left your handy dandy umbrella to be left high and dry at your apartment. Starting to walk home, you had felt something on your head. You scratched it and continued walking, believing it to be a bug perhaps. A few moments later, another mysterious feeling on your head. Touching your head, you felt something…. Wet? You looked to the sky to see darkening clouds. Drip by drop, rain quickly poured down on top of your uncovered head. You ran to the nearest covering, planning on how you make it home. You saw no way to get a cab in this condition, put your bag over your head and made a run for it. Almost nearing your apartment doors, you had tripped on the pavement. Laying down on the wet pavement, you felt your face get hot, tears threatening to fall from your eyes. You picked yourself up, limping to the doors to dry safety. Finally inside the building, you looked down at your leg to see a scraped knee and blood trickling down. You sighed and walked towards the elevator. Pressing the button for the 4th floor, you waited. Waited, waited, and waited, face getting hotter and the urge to cry getting harder to hold back. As you stood there, your soaked body getting colder, you saw someone exit the stairwell beside you informing you that the elevator isn’t working at the moment. You sighed again, thanking the man, and walked towards and up the stairs to the 4th floor. Trudging down the hall, you saw your front door. A few more seconds, you thought. A few more seconds and I’ll be home. Finally at your door, you took out your keys to keys to insert them into the lock. And of course, what of course would happen at this very moment, your keys drop to the floor. You hadn’t noticed that because you were wet and cold from the rain, your hand was shaking and ultimately dropped your keys.

And like that, you dropped to the floor as quickly as your keys did. Letting the tears finally escape and pour out, like a dam releasing water, you slouched over and continued to cry. Over your crying, you didn’t hear the door down the hallway open. But what you did notice was a warm, fluffy blanket being draped around your cold body. Tears clouded your vision so you couldn’t see who it was at first. They grabbed your keys and opened your apartment door. You heard the deep voice that you recognized. He spoke softly. “Let’s get you inside, hm?” He lifted you up and you were brought face to face with your neighbor, Yeosang Kang. He smiled at you with kind eyes, carrying you bridal style into your apartment. You had quite a crush on him, which caused you to hide your face in this moment of weakness. You spoke your apologies to him as he carried you to your couch, setting you down ever so gently as if you weighed nothing to him. “How about you go take a hot shower, put on some dry clothes, and I’ll order us some food, okay?” You couldn’t make eye contact with him but nodded your head, getting up to go to your room as he pulled out his phone to make an order. As you got to your bathroom, you turned your shower faucet to release the water, waiting for it to get hot. You went to look at yourself in your mirror, embarrassed by how you look: makeup running, hair disheveled and wet, clothes flat against your skin. You were beating yourself up for looking like this in front of Yeosang. Trying to put that embarrassment aside, you derobed and stepped into the hot, cascading water and started to feel instantly better. You began to forget about the whole day as you washed your hair, body, and scrubbed clean all of the negative energy of the day.

Stepping out of the shower and into your room, you saw the mess you created that morning and the emotions started coming back. You shook the feeling from your head and cleaned up a bit and put on some warm yoga pants, a tank top, and your favorite sweater. You dried your hair, brushed it out and put it up into a bun. Walking out into the living room, you smelled delicious cooked beef and instantly remembered that Yeosang was in your apartment. Your face went flush, walking into your kitchen to see food set up on the island in the middle of the room. He had set up two spots with plates, bowls, and cups with drinks. You watched him walk around your kitchen, trying to find the necessary silverware and dishes for whatever he was planning. You bit your lip to try and contain your excitement about your crush being in your apartment. He finally turned around and saw you standing there. He smiled and pushed back his hair, you swear he seemed to glow.

“Feel better?” he asked, walking towards you now. Your face got hot as he approached so you looked down to hide your flush cheeks, nodding as a response.

“Well, I’m glad,” he said with a slight chuckle at your shy demeanor, standing now right in front of you. “When I saw you rush out this morning, I got worried that something was wrong.” Worried? About me? You didn’t have time to respond as his hand went to your lower back, guiding you to the island of beef, soup, and some vegetables. “I hope your hungry. All this warm food should make you feel even better.” He pulled out a seat for you, pushing it back in as you sat down. He served some food onto your plate, followed by his, and took a seat opposite you. You both started to eat the delicious food, in silence. You stole silent glances every so often, only to catch his eyes looking back at you. You darted your eyes back to your food. You saw him smile out of your peripheral, causing you to also smile.

Your meal was close to being done and you hadn’t said a single word to him. You had a million things you had practiced if you ever got a slimmer of courage to talk to him. His voice woke you from your thoughts. “Are you done?” You looked down at your empty plate, back up to him and nodded. He smile politely, taking both of your plates over to the sink to rinse them before putting them in the dishwasher.

“You don’t have to do that.” You finally spoke. “You’ve done so much already. With all you’ve done, I should be making you food.” He responded without turning around, still cleaning off your dishes.

“But I wanted to.” The water turned off. He grabbed a towel, dried off his hands and walked towards where you were still seated. He leaned slightly to be eye level with you, rubbing your cheek with his thumb. “After the day you’ve had, someone has to take care of you. I’m just glad I was there to help when I did.” Your stomach dropped, you had no words. His face started to get closer to yours. Was he- was he going to kiss you?! You panicked and closed your eyes. You heard a deep chuckle and felt his lips kiss your forehead. You felt him back up and your eyes fluttered open to see him still looking at you. “Why don’t you go pick out a movie and I’ll finish up cleaning here.” Shocked, you nodded and went to sit on your couch and pull up a movie on Netflix. Your heart was racing, as were your thoughts. He hadn’t talked to you much since you moved in. You admired him nonetheless whenever you saw him.

Little did you know, he had been doing the same. He was just as nervous to talk to you as you were to him. He developed a crush on you also these past few months. He thought you were stunning, especially doing regular tasks such as collecting your mail or taking out the trash. He had gotten some of your work mail by accident. Before returning it, he made a note of where you worked. He had sent you flowers every so often, signing it as from your ‘Secret Admirer’. You had never known who it was from, but he would tell you in a few months. He had now returned from the kitchen to join you on the couch. As you awkwardly scrolled through the movies, you heard him clear his throat. This caused you to look over at him. He looked nervous now, a small blush growing on his face. “You know, I had meant to ask you out a while ago but never got the nerve. I wasn’t sure where you would want to go or what you’d want to do.” His voice trailed off as he scratched at the back of his neck. Seeing him like this, being so close to you finally, you leaned over and kissed his cheek. It shocked him as much as it did you. He looked over at you, grinning.

You spoke gently, as if you only wanted him to hear. “This is perfect.”

[theantibridezilla]

Test Drives: Fenty Beauty & Farsáli

I’m back with a new Test Drives article for May and this one has been a long time coming. I’ve been test driving these products for about a month and feel well equipped to give a thorough review. For today’s review I’ll be covering Fenty Beauty’s Pro Filt’r Foundation and Farsáli Unicorn Essence. Both items are products that I bought at Sephora just before bridal market. Anywho, let’s get started.

Fenty Beauty Pro Filt’r Foundation in shade 420

I’m certainly not the first to review Fenty Beauty’s game changer foundation, but I’m probably one of the last of the “beauty influencers” to touch it. To be honest, I took a while to get around to buying it for a number of reasons. First, the product was always out of stock whenever I stopped by Sephora. Two, there was so much (well deserved) hype around the brand, that for a while it was hard to tell what was truth and what was people band-wagoning.

And the second point was probably the bigger reason for why I put off testing out this product. I was pleased that Fenty raised the bar for representation and diversity in beauty. But so many of the reviews I read felt more like fan-girling with endless “yaaassss girls” than legit reviews on how the product held up over time. And that’s part of why I decided to not just try the foundation out on one day and write a review. Instead I wanted to see how this product wore over time, and write something thorough. But for the record, I really like this foundation and have been loyally wearing it for a month.

What I liked:

Medium to full coverage: This is ideal for me since I don’t wear full coverage. To give me the sheer, “my skin but better” effect I like, I can just apply the foundation lightly with a damp brush or sponge.

I don’t look orange! This is a really big deal because often enough a lot of brands load up darker foundations with a ton of red pigment and it ends up making you look really orange. I have a lot of gold tones in my skin, so I don’t need help with that. And more importantly, as the day goes by, it doesn’t oxidize and change shades.

Set it and forget it. Even if I don’t use a setting spray (which is often), this foundation doesn’t shift throughout the day. The pic above is of the makeup freshly applied while the cover story pic is me over the weekend at the end of the day just before I took my makeup off. And that middle pic is of me after racing around town during bridal market waiting for a show to start—and slightly sweaty. This foundation stays in place and truly does hold up to twelve plus hours of wear.

Weightless. I test out a lot of makeup and have tried my fair share of foundations. While plenty of products are lightweight and don’t feel like a heavy mask, a lot of them aren’t weightless. Now I can’t say how this would perform if you wore it as a full coverage foundation, but in its sheerest form, it’s a truly weightless experience. 

What Could Be Better: 

Nothing, I really did like everything. And considering that I don’t use a ton of product with every application, the price to value ratio is fantastic. 

Farsáli Unicorn Essence 

So, if you’ve ever watched an IG or Youtube makeup tutorial and saw someone slather their face in a glittery pink solution before applying makeup, this is that product. Once again, I was a tad skeptical about picking this product up mainly because most of the ways I saw people using it was ridiculously unrealistic. In real life, you’re not going to drip a full dropper’s worth of product on each cheek and your forehead. That’s all being done for video effect. In real life, the full size bottle is $54, so you won’t be wasting it just to be cute for the ‘gram. 

I actually didn’t buy the $54 30ml bottle, I opted for the $22 10ml bottle. And I did that mainly because I have a ton of essence and primer options and I knew I wouldn’t work my way through 30ml in a year. Basically, Farsali’s Unicorn Essence pulls double duty as a makeup primer and a moisturizer. 

What I Like: 

I’m going to be 100% honest, I felt a lot about Farsáli’s Unicorn Essence the same way I did about Tatcha’s Dewy Skin Mist. It was nice, and it had great benefits, but it wasn’t groundbreaking when compared to some of the other essences and primers that I currently own. E.L.F.’s Antioxidant Booster and Kevyn Aucoin’s Neo-Elixir immediately come to mind. 

That being said, I did like that the Unicorn Essence absorbs quickly into your skin and leaves you feeling moisturized and bouncy. And even though it does have a bit of a shimmer in it, it’s not too intense. So, if you wanted to, you could wear it solo and skip the makeup. 

What Could Be Better

Honestly, there’s nothing wrong with this product. I just think it’s one of those things that’s become a hyped favorite on IG but might not be quite the game changer that your faves are claiming it is. So, I’m glad I bought the travel size instead of the full size. 

My Verdict

Even though I went into this Test Drives article being a skeptic, I have to say that I do like both products. Do I think that both Fenty and Farsáli are so popular because of their hype? Yes. But in the case of Fenty Beauty, that foundation deserves the hype as it offers very real benefits for women of color who might have struggled to find the right color from other brands. In terms of Farsáli, I’m not saying it’s not the best, I just wasn’t blown away. 

Check out more Test Drives here.

Full Makeup Details (from cover story image)

Primer: Farsáli Unicorn Essence Foundation: Fenty Beauty Pro Filt’r Foundation in shade 420 Brows: NYX Cosmetics Love Contours All Palette Dark Eyeshadow Pan Eye Liner: Wet n Wild Pro Line Felt Tip Liner Lashes: Kawaii Girl Cosmetics Ebisu Color Corrector: L.A. Girl Pro HD Concealer in Orange Concealer: IT Cosmetics Bye Bye Under Eye Concealer in Deep Rich Setting Powder: Laura Mercier Translucent Loose Setting Powder in Deep Blush: Kevyn Aucoin Neo-Blush in Sunset Highlight/Bronzer: NYX Strobe of Genius Illuminating Palette + Kevyn Aucoin Neo-Limelight in Ibiza Lips: Sara Happ The Pink Slip Gloss

Full disclosure: I’m an influencer for Kevyn Aucoin and IT Cosmetics. I am also the owner/founder of Kawaii Girl Cosmetics. Occasionally I post affiliate links so I may receive compensation on some of my posts.

[thorne93]

Inexplicable Fate (Part 20)

Prompt: When a blinding pain overtakes you at work, what will be in store for your life when you run into the Winchesters and learn Lucifer’s son is about to be born?

Warning: Language, pain, angst, violence, fighting (verbal and physical)…fear of insanity??

Word Count: 2143

Notes: This is for @roxyspearing gif challenge. It’s a Jack x Reader fic (so Season 12 and 13 spoilers) Long, slow burn, (a little slow paced at first).

Feedback always appreciated. Feel free to send a message, ask, or leave a comment! :D

Beta’d by the ever fabulous @like-a-bag-of-potatoes

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Castiel: @lenawiinchester

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The following night was when you’d set your date for. You were giddy, excited, and nervous, as you began to pick out an outfit. Seeing as it was midsummer, you opted for jean shorts and a tank top, pulling your hair into a ponytail and swiping on some very light makeup. You figured you’d help Jack out by picking out a place in the park to just hang out. He didn’t need any extra stress of trying to figure out a date for you two.

Yet, when the time came for you to go get him, it was Castiel who retrieved you.

“Oh, hey Cas, I’m just on my way to Jack. For our date,” you said, giddier than a school girl.

“I know. I wanted to lead you there,” he said proudly, holding his arm out for you to take.

“Oh, okay,” you said with a grin, placing your hand on his arm. He lead you from your room to the war room, where Jack stood in a nice new button down shirt, new jeans, boots, and his hair slicked back. Your mouth fell slightly agape at the sight of him. He looked like the perfect gentleman, the perfect date, with a sweet smile planted on his face.

“Y/N, your date for this evening,” Castiel said, bowing slightly and gesturing to Jack.

You looked up at him, grinning with a fond smile, before you let go of his arm and walked over to Jack. He handed you a small fistful of flowers that were wilted and half-dead. They looked like daisies and wildflowers.

“Dean says--Dean said that flowers are a good idea for a first date,” he informed, his voice cracking a little, shaking in it. You couldn’t help the pull at the corner of your lips. It was more than endearing to know Jack was nervous for your date as well.

“They’re lovely, thank you,” you said, greatly appreciating his effort. Sure, the flowers weren’t fresh and vibrant, but he did the best he could and he went and got you flowers. That’s more than you could ask for. The two of you sat off, arm in arm towards the garage as you said you had a place in mind, but Jack was quick to interrupt, stating that he’d like to take you somewhere. You reminded him he couldn’t drive, but he said he’d direct you to the place. Slowly, you obliged, intrigued at where he was leading you.

The two of you hopped in the car, and he began directing you through the small streets of town, until you reached an area you didn’t recognize, but it looked serene and beautiful. The sun had about another hour before it would start setting, but it cast a warm orange-yellow glow over tall grass on your left, but on your right, a sparkling lake, twinkling in the sunlight.

“Come on,” Jack urged happily and you eyed him with playful curiosity as it got out of your car and got into the trunk, pulling out a picnic basket, a blanket, and a brown bag.

“What is all this?” you asked, a small laugh coming out.

“You’ll see,” he informed before grabbing your hand and pulling you to a grassy patch of lawn, right under a tree, only feet away from a sandy shore. The smell wasn’t quite the same, the scenery a little different, but this certainly reminded you of your cherished time in florida with Jack.

He spread the blanket out, laid the basket on top, and sat down, commanding you lightly to sit with him. Without question, you did so, sitting with him. He proceeded to pull out sandwiches, a cheese plate with crackers that had been wrapped, a bowl of fruit, and two candy bars.

“Wow, this is...quite a spread,” you remarked, eyeing all the delicious food.

Jack worked on getting the food uncovered as he answered, “Sam said to be sure we had food.”

“Went a little overboard,” you commented with a laugh and smile. “How did you manage to do all this?” you wondered as he worked on handing you a plastic plate and utensils.

“Uh...I asked for help,” he admitted sheepishly. “I hope that’s okay. I don’t really know anything about any of this but I wanted to make it special for you. For us…”

“Jack,” you eased in a soft voice, reaching over and taking his hand, the light and warm languid feeling pulsing through both of you. “It’s fine. I’m honored you went through this much trouble.”

He peered at you with amazement and bewilderment. “You...are?”

“Yes...Jack...I...I think I’m falling in love with you,” you confessed, quickly adding, “I know that might not mean anything to you. I know that you might not understand what that means, or if you do you might not fully grasp the concept--”

“What do you mean?” Jack questioned, cutting off your word vomit.

“I...I’m starting to fall in love with you,” you echoed. “I started from the moment I met you, and then we spent that amazing time in Florida and what we feel when we touch. I love how caring and careful you are. I love how you’re courteous. I love how you’re gentle, when you have the power to obliterate anything. I love how you’re defying the odds and being good, and nothing like your biological father.”

A moment of quiet passed, and you fiddled with your fingernails before you asked, “Do you know what love means? Or to be in love?”

“I know...how I feel about you, and Sam and Dean and Cas,” he slowly answered. “That I would do anything to keep you all safe. I’d do anything to protect you, see you happy… Is that love?”

You nodded with a smile as you brought your face back up to look at him. “Yeah. Love is...unconditional. It means you’d answer the phone at three am if they were drunk, just to make sure they got home safe. You can love your friends, your parents, your siblings, your mates...All of it at its core means the same thing...But depending on the person, it shifts. The love can be stronger with some people. It can mean different things when you’re around that person.”

“And falling in love? Is that different?” he questioned and you gave a slight laugh.

“A little bit. See, family or friend love is something that just happens naturally, almost instantly. No matter if you have the same interests, views, hobbies or anything. It’s what you said, about protecting them, being there for them, taking care of them. It’s about being honest with them, telling them when they’re wrong or need to see things differently. It’s about being loyal and kind and understanding. But...falling in love, is something two people do when they start to grow and learn about each other. As you learn more about the other person, you find out quickly that you like those things. You like the music they listen to, you like the way they see politics, you like the way they drink their coffee. It’s the little things that make you smile, to the big things that make you want to kiss them and shower them with affection.”

“Affection…” Jack mused. Grazing his hand over the blanket as he reached for your hand in your lap and holding it. “Like this?” he quietly asked.

“Mhm,” you hummed.

“So...Falling in love...It’s learning about a person...and loving those qualities?” he summarized.

“Yeah,” you softly answered.

“Then I think I’m falling in love with you too,” he answered with a soft, sideways smile.

After staring at each other a moment, your hands staying lit, you broke the trance and said, “We should eat the food before the ants do.”

With that, the two of you dug in to delicious food, laughing and talking. Sharing your memories of times at lakes just like this or other vacations. Once the food was gone, Jack got up and grabbed your hands, pulling you to your feet.

“Come,” he urged.

“Where?”

“The water,” he said, gesturing with his head toward the shore.

“Oh, Jack, I didn’t bring a swimsuit,” you informed, a little sad you didn’t have one.

After he took off his shirt, he said, “I know,” with a proud smile on his face. Just as you were about to figure out why he was so proud, he lifted you quickly, bridal style and started walking down to the shore.

“Jack!” you squealed. “No! No! Not in my clothes!” you begged, laughing the whole time as your skin lit from where he was touching your thighs and back, ignoring your struggles.

Once he was thigh deep, he tossed you into the cool water, when you emerged, you glared at him playfully. “Bad move, Jack,” you said in a sinister voice as you lunged at him, knocking him into the water, but he wrapped his arms around you as the two of you went under together. For some time while the sun set, all you did was swim, play, race, and splash, in the water, feeling so alive and so...happy. It felt so freeing. Even Florida had a dark cloud hanging over it with Jack going through his guilt and frustrations. But not this. Not tonight.

At one point, you swam up to each other, just as the sun had set all the way and you put your arms around his neck, his arms wrapping around your waist under the water.

The moment went from playful, to serious and tension filled within the blink of an eye. He was gazing at you, and your eyes cast down to his lips and you moved closer to him. You slightly tilted your head, pressing your lips to his, hoping to guide him. He didn’t seem to need guiding though, the response from him was ignited. He quickly picked up on the patterns your mouth was trying to make and he matched them, the kiss soft, but yearning, desire in every atom of the action.

All too soon, the contact broke, leaving you feeling empty.  

“Affection?” Jack quietly mused, water droplets falling from his perfect features.

“Affection,” you concurred, nodding slowly as he grabbed your hand, pulling you to shore, back to your blanket.

“I want to show you something,” he informed, explaining why he brought you two from the water. He sat down and you sat across from him, feeling slightly chilled from your time in the water. He noticed, ran back to your car, and pulled a towel he’d packed at some unknown time and brought it back, draping it around you. He pulled some pieces of paper from the basket, clearing his throat before reading. “It was many and many a year ago, in a kingdom by the sea, that a maiden there lived whom you may know, by the name of Annabel Lee--”

“Annabel Lee?” you questioned, perplexed. “How did you know that was one of my favorite poems?” Your eyes flashed between his gaze and the papers he was holding.

“You told me once. I thought...Well I thought you’d like if I read you your favorite poems,” he offered, a meek grin.

“I’d love it.”

With that, he nodded and looked back down at his paper, continuing with the poem. He went through Shakespeare, Frost, Poe, and so many others. He remembered all the ones you’d mentioned as your favorite, reading them all. By the end of it, he said he was going to build a fire for you two. To this, you smile and welcomed the warmth and the joys of a bonfire.

He got it built and while you were looking at the poems again, recalling your favorite lines and smiling, Jack worked on getting s'mores going. You had just started reading the second line when Jack called your attention.

“Okay! Got the first s'more done!” he announced and turned to you, handing you a black, ashen, gloppy mess.

“Jack?” you asked, turning the object over between your index finger and thumb.

“Yeah?”

“Did you maybe...burn the whole s'more?”

He frowned at you. “Is that not right?”

“No,” you said, shaking your head and laughing and throwing your arms around him. “That’s okay. I’ll show you how,” you said.

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The rest of the evening, you lied together on the blanket, staring at the stars, your head nestled in the crook of his under arm. Chatting casually when the desire struck, touching each other softly with your fingertips, and enjoying each other’s company.

By the time you got home, it was a little after 10 pm, and you bid each other a goodnight with another soft, gentle kiss, not wanting to let go of each other. Eventually you did, your hands sliding down, holding onto each other for a moment, then letting the grip fall, your fingertips the last thing to touch, a streak of gold mist in the air between you two.

[nctwinwinsituation]

Forbidden forest duel [Yuta x Reader] Harry Potter AU

”Y/N!!! HE TOOK CHARLIE AND MY MAIL FROM DAD!” My friend came crying to me and I hugged her. ”Who did it?” My friend sniffed and wiped away her tears. ”Yuta Nakamoto. Third year in Slytherin.” I nodded. I knew him well. We had dark magic together. We knew each other but didn't speak much. I had a crush on him. ”Let’s go to him.”  I was in my second year in Hufflepuff. I remember like it was yesterday I had the sorting hat on my head. It was a close call that I could have end up at Slytherin but I felt stronger connection for Hufflepuff and begged to get placed in Hufflepuff.  ”Did you get your mom?” I sighed. ”Ten and Doyoung, what the fuck are you guys doing here? Why are you hanging around someone from Slytherin?” Yuta laughed. ”I didn’t know it was forbidden to hang out with people from other house.” Doyoung said. ”You got a point, anyway you stole something, or should I say someone.” Yuta, Doyoung and Ten looked at each other. ”I don’t know what you are talking about.” They said. ”Just give back her cat or I will tell Mrs Pomona!” ”Yeah!” My friend said behind my back. I looked at her and then back at the boys.  ”Just tell me that you want, our class start soon.” Yuta took a step closer to me. ”You and me. The first one to get a hair strain from a unicorn will be the winner.” ”That is suicide! I will not do it!” Yuta start thinking before he went over to Doyoung to ask something. Doyoung nodded and Yuta came back. ”The first one to get the Common Rue and bring it back will be the winner.” I looked at my friend and whispered. ”What is Common Rue?” ”Isn’t it some kind of animal?” I looked back at the boys. ”Why are we going to catch some animals?” The boys cracked up so tears was falling.  ”Goodbye then.” I said and turned around to walk away. ”No wait! I’m sorry, my bad.” Yuta shouted. I turned back to them. ”Doyoung, can you explain?” Yuta told his friend from Ravenclaw. The boy let out a grin before talking. ”Common Rue is a plant. It’s a evergreen shrubs that is native to the Mediterranean region, Macaronesia and southwest Asia, with a distinctive bitter taste. Last year Hagrid start plant them in the forbidden forest.” I tried to process all the information.  ”Uh… So… Do you guys have any picture of one so I can see how it looks like?” Doyoung open a page in his book and held it out for me to see. It was a yellow flower. I tried to remember all the details. ”If I win you and your friends have to promise to never make any of us upset again.” Yuta nodded. ”And if I win you have to be my slave until you graduate from Hogwarts.” ”WHAT?!” Both me and my friend shouted. Doyoung and Ten seems annoyed by how loud we got. ”We can hear you guys, no need to scream.” I looked at Ten. ”Betrayer.” I said to him and he looked a little sad. ”I thought it was Hufflepuff before before small stuff.” Yuta let out a laugh in disbelief. ”Anyway, what happen if I don’t do it?” Yuta smiled again. ”Well, it will be interesting to see if the cat can survive from the fall.” He looked up and so did we.  My friends cat was in the air and my friend start to scream after her cat. ”Okay I will do it! Just let the cat go!” ”Meet me outside the forbidden forest at midnight.”  I nodded. He took down the cat and put it in a box. ”Until then we will keep the cat.”  ”Yo wazzup!” I said when I walked towards the boys. It were more people there then expected. ”What are they doing here?” I asked Ten. ”Audience.”  I nodded. ”I see.”  Doyoung stood between me and Yuta. ”The first one to get the plant Rue, also known as Common Rue, and bring it back here is the winner. The plant looks like this.” He held out a picture of the plant. We both nodded. ”Ready, set, go!” And we were off.  ”EXPULSO!” Yuta shouted and held out his wand. The tree that I just was running next to exploded and I flew some meters before I hit the ground. Yuta continue to run. I tried to stand up as fast as possible and run again. Soon I saw him again. ”OPPUGNO!” I yelled and a small crowd of birds attacked Yuta. This continued for a while.  After what felt like hours I saw the flower. I ran to it and dug it up. Suddenly I noticed how my shadow became huge. I heard someone breath and it sounded it was something big. ”Y/N RUN!” Yuta shouted from afar. I looked over my shoulder to see a huge troll standing there. I smiled at it. ”Hi!” I said while holding up my hand. The troll let out a small sound before he picked me up in his hand. ”Y/N!” I saw Yuta run to me. I looked on the ground where the flower was. ”ACCIO!” Next second the flower was in my hand. I put it inside my bra.  The troll started to shake me before he throw me away. I couldn’t breath for a moment. The troll walked towards me and tried to stamp on me. ”SECTUMSEMPRA!” The troll got a bad cut and was bleeding badly. Yuta walked towards the troll. He was oozing anger. ”Incarcerouse!” Rope came from his wand and tied the troll so he fell down. Yuta went up on the troll and held his wand pointing at it. ”DON’T HURT HIM!” I shouted but Yuta didn’t hear. Everything was red for him.  ”AVADA-” ”FLIPENDO!” Yuta flew off the troll and I started to walk towards him. I lay down next to him. I didn’t have much energy left. "Don't hurt the troll." Yuta sat up. "He could have killed you!" "But that doesn't​ give you the right to kill him. I walked into his area. I was the wrong one here but it's cute that you care about me." Yuta sighed. "Like you don't like me from all the time you looked at me at dark art." I gasped. "YOU NOTICED THAT?!" He laughed. "Don't worry, it was a little cute how you got red everytime i made eye contact with you." I put my head between my hands and he patted me. "So how about we start dating?" "Bro, let's get out of here first." "Okay let's go back." I nodded and we stood up. Yuta noticed that I halted when I walked. He sat down. "Jump up."  "Over my dead body." I said tried to walk away from him. "Incarcerouse." Rope tied up my legs and arms. Yuta carried me in bridal style.  "What the hell happened?" Asked Ten when we came back. "I saved her ass." Answered Yuta. "What about the flower?" Asked Doyoung. "Shit! I forgot!" Said Yuta and dropped me. "AOUCH!" "Oh sorry." He said. "Hey y/f/n, can you tie me up?" She tied me up and soon I stood up. I took out the flower from my bra. "I won." I said looking at Yuta. He put his arm around me. "I let you win." He tried to correct me and I start to caugh in disbelief. "You did n-" I got interuppted by Yuta kissing me. "Woa woa, save that for yourself." Said a guy. Yuta laughed and I hid my blushing face on his chest.  "That is not the flower!" Everyone looked at Doyoung. "You both lost." Next moment Dumbledor was there with the other teachers. Both me and Yuta looked at each other. "It was nice to know you." I said, shook his hand. "Let's save the date to our punishment is over." "Deal."

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The Double Birthday

It had just become October and that meant it was almost Jumin’s birthday. Little did everyone but the choi twins know that it was almost your birthday. In fact you shared a birthday with Jumin but didn’t wanna make a fuss about it. you had begged seven specifically not to mention it. He luckily agreed without issue. You and the rfa members began planning a surprise party to take place on october 5th. Whenever the topic of birthdays comes up the rfa members always ask you about yours. You always change the topic and never talk about it. You have a silly fear that jumins birthday will become less important. You aren’t really sure why but it’s your fear and you really don’t want someone so great to have such an important day become less important because of something you can’t control. You and everyone else have managed to secretly gather gifts and party supplies for his party. All was going well when zen popped the question but you were distracted.

“Hey mc? When is your birthday?”

“The fifth,” you realize what you said and he looks shocked. You panic and seven pops in and saves you.

“Lololol don’t lie ive seen your background and the fifth is DEFINITELY not your birthday!” you shoot him a look of thanks and everyone else rolls their eyes tired of all the mystery behind your birthday. Later the others go out for lunch and offer for you to come with. You decline wanting to make sure this party is perfect. Seven is lowkey relieved because he wants to discuss with the other members about also turning this into a surprise party for you as well. When they get to the fast food joint seven waits for them to get their food before starting the serious talk. “Alright my dudes, hehe, Mc also has a birthday on the fifth we sh-”

“Didn’t you say she didn’t have a birthday on the fifth!?”

“Yoosung don’t interrupt! you’ll have bad luck in lolol if you interrupt! lolololol She asked me not to tell you guys! Duh! Anyways we should make this party a joint party for those love birds who’s with me!” he grins at the other members waiting for their responses and they nod yoosung and zen seeming the most excited.

When they get back they tell you to go home to jumin and keep him occupied. He tells you he will handle the rest of it with the other members help. You worry but decide to believe him and spend some time with your husband. When you get home you find he is still at work and so you lay on the couch and falls asleep. In your dreams you are back to when you were about 11 when you got your first cat. You immediately felt the grief again.as it went through the party you were getting more and more upset. You had barely anytime to spend with your new cat, people kept rubbing it in your face, the poor cross eyed white tabby just wanted to sleep, you kept getting hurt by your sisters friend and your sister, they ruined your favorite board game, payday. It was easy to say you were crying. You went into your parents bathroom to spend time with your new cat and that’s when the thing you dreaded happened. The dream changed to the night when you were twelve almost thirteen. You had just moved into your new house with your family and it was the end of the first week that your cat was there. You were going to bed but tried calling him inside. He didn’t come but you thought it was fine. You had a terrible feeling. You knew what was gonna happen you were now in your bed drifting off finally almost asleep when you hear a screech on the road outside your window and you know it was your cat. The screech was cut off abruptly and was soon followed by the sound of wheels driving over an object in the road. You just knew what had happened. You finally woke up but you were sobbing. You didn’t realize you were now laying your head on Jumin’s lap until he worriedly asked you what was wrong and who was cloud. you sigh and explain. Hes horrified but comforts you when you start to sob. You don’t tell him that you have this dream every year close to your birthday, that would give your birthday away. He pours you a glass of wine and cuddles you. He hums soothingly to calm you down slightly rocking. You mention you really want a kitten that looks like him as you show him pictures of the sweet cat. You jokingly say you would name the cat cloud II. When you are finally calm you are both so comfortable that you just sit there cuddling. He carefully played with your hair as you rest your head on his chest.

“Are you drooling on me my love?” he said smiling with a teasing tone to his voice you both laugh.

“…maybe, but in my defence you relaxed me,”he chuckles and continues playing with your hair. You check the time and sigh because it’s dinner time but you are really enjoying this cuddle time. He was so warm. You could just feel the love and affection coming off of him. You knew he didn’t really care about birthdays but this will be your first time with him for his birthday and well your own birthday. you got close to mentioning it was you birthday the day it was his but caught yourself quickly. You are going to tell him  on new year’s and that’s final.

You guys eat dinner and quickly go back to cuddling because you were feeling really cuddly. You quickly drift off into the world of dreams. When he starts drifting off he carries you bridal style to the bedroom and you both sleep really well. When you wake up you think to yourself that it’s oddly bright out and realize you didn’t set an alarm jumin seems to notice your panic. He is curious but doesn’t ask questions. You rush to get ready. You would tell him to get ready as well but he is always ready it seems. You tell him you are going to the new rfa party venue to rent it out and would like him to go with you. He is confused but agrees. You secretly give driver kim the directions to zens house.when you begin to get close you start attempting to distract jumin. It kinda works but he realized what you were doing.

“Ok you caught me were going to zens place.” you say sighing. When you finally arrive you see some minor changes to the decorations inside and start to panic. You get to zens main room and see a sign that says happy birthday Jumin and Mc. You freeze. God dammit seven. Jumin raises an eyebrow at you.

“it’s your birthday today?” You nod while holding the bridge of your nose. “why didn’t you tell me?”

“I didn’t wanna ruin the-”

“SURPRISE!!!!!” you help and almost fall over from shock. Jumin catches you on instinct.

“what were you saying?” the others roll their eyes. You quickly thank them.

“I didn’t wanna ruin the importance of the day you were born because you are so important to me,” you sigh and he chuckles.

“us sharing a birthday doesn’t ruin the day or take away from the fact that it’s also my birthday it just makes it more special. I like to see it as a sign that we were meant for each other,” he smiles warmly at you and then kisses you. Wye mixed reactions from the rest of the rfa. Seven rushes to cake and presents even if you all try to tell him dinner comes first. The cake had a picture of elly on it and you almost fell over from laughter at jumin’s horror when Zen cut the cake. It didn’t help that Zen jokingly got to enthusiastic with it. He kept messing with jumin saying things like

“wow never knew that furball would taste so good!” when it came time for the gifts seven had gotten you and jumin each two couple outfits. Yes they included undergarments. One said cat mom for you and the other said cat dad for jumin. The set included cat ears and a cat tail. The other set said “I kept her locked up up for three days to show my love” for jumin and yours said “he basically made me his cat” you and jumin silently agree to never wear the second set

“shit! I forgot to include the handcuffs!” seven suddenly shouted and the joy he got from your horror was frightening. Zen got you a really comfy cute sweater plus a ticket to that musical you really wanted to go to. He got jumin two cat ties, one had Elizabeth all over it and the other had random cats on it. He also got him a cat wineglass. Later Zen told you he got himself and Jaehee a ticket to the musical as well beings he knew you would enjoy an outing with your friends that loved musicals as well. Yoosung got you some great nerd gear plus a steam card. You had nothing else to do while jumin was at work so you normally played video games with yoosung. That is after you’ve taken care of all your responsibilities. Yoosung got jumin some cat costumes for Elizabeth and a cat themed bed set. Jaehee got some comfy pjs+slippers for both you and jumin. Yours had a heart theme on it and the hearts were the colors the rfa uses for their texts and hearts. Jumins had wine glasses and wine bottles all over them. Your slippers were comfortable unicorn slippers and jumin were white cat slippers. The gift you gave jumin was a special scrapbook with all of your memories together in it. He actually started to tear up over it and pulled you close kissing your head.

“what did I do to get someone so amazing as my wife,”

“You asked me to marry you you dork!”

He you thought the gifts were over when the doorbell goes off.

“Oh good they are here,” jumin says calmly and walks in holding a kitten that looks almost exactly like cloud, your deceased cat. Zen, yoosung, and jaehee at first think he only got you the cat because he loved cats but when they see you crying and rushing to cuddle the cat they realize you love cats as well. You hold this kitten so closely and it sleepily nuzzles you. You begin to sob. You have a feeling like cloud approves. This only makes you cry more. “there’s more.” Zen panics thinking it’s more actual cats but luckily it’s just a plush animal that looks exactly like cloud. Jumin hugs you closely from behind and wipes your tears. He kisses your cheek. “I arranged this last minute just for you,  happy birthday sweet heart~” you are much more excited to have a shared birthday and he’s much more excited for his birthday. The rest of the day is doesn’t with you caring for cloud the second, jumin fending off seven and keeping him away from cloud the second and the cloud plushie, jaehee and you having nice chats. Zen was suffering from allergies but he was ok if it was for you,  yoosung was helping you with cloud the second and constantly commenting on how adorable he is, seven kept complaining about how he should be able to spend some time with the kitten. After sometime v stopped by to say happy birthday. He was pleasantly surprised to find out you shared a birthday with jumin and made sure to take some really nice photos of you guys. He was so happy to meet cloud the second. When everyone went home including you and jumin, you cried in the car so thankful to have so many great friends and a great husband.

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Unusual Upbringing (Part 6)

Prompt: Imaging growing up with the Maximoffs and falling for Pietro

Word Count: 1527

Warning: language, poverty/despair/wartorn country, pain and violence (later)

Note: The events in this fic will take place before, during, and after Age of Ultron…Beta’d by my girl @like-a-bag-of-potatoes

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A few weeks later, and a few very painful experiments later, you still weren’t capable of any powers. Every day, Pietro was your light. He almost lulled you, reminding you that you were his river and to come back to him. Whether it was pain or you reclusing into yourself, it worked, always. You knew Pietro needed you too.

Dr. List and two orderlies came into your cell.

“Good morning, Y/N,” he greeted. “Any new developments?”

“None that I can tell,” you admitted honestly.

He tsked. “That's too bad. You see because you’re the last survivor other than the twins. The other volunteers just couldn’t take it. The twins have done beautifully. So far though...you’re just...holding on.”

“I’m sorry,” you tried. “I’m trying. I don’t know what’s wrong. I want to help,” you said, trying to keep the desperation from your voice.

“We know you do. But at this point, you haven’t evolved, and you haven’t died...you’re just...useless. Despite the fact that we’ve given you every opportunity to show your powers.”

“No, no, please, I may just need more time,” you begged as you shifted on the small bed.

“Time is something we don’t have, Y/N,” he informed. “Grab him,” he instructed to the orderlies, his eyes never leaving yours.

“What are you doing?” you demanded as your eyes followed them into Pietro’s cell. Pietro stood in the corner.

“You’re going to show us that you can do something, or we’ll make sure your boyfriend feels the pain of your failure,” Dr. List vowed.

“What? No! No! I don’t have any powers! Please!” you begged as you got on your knees, panic and dread ripping through you harder than any experiment ever had.

“It’s okay, Y/N, they can’t catch me,” he said as he ran around the room, nearly too fast for you to see.

“That's not wise, Mr. Maximoff,” Dr. List cautioned. “If you evade us, I will put a bullet in your sister’s head. Now, is everyone clear?”

“She could stop you,” Pietro challenged.

“Do you really want to risk it?” Dr. List questioned.

At that Pietro stood still, his arms out to his side, his face defiant. “Do your worst.”

“No! Pietro! No!” you screamed as they started to beat him with clubs and he fell to his knees, his face remaining the same. Your stomach twisted in dread and fear. You thought you would be sick.

“You could stop this, Y/N, all you have to do is unleash your power,” Dr. List said.

“No, I don’t have any power. Kill me. Just kill me. Don’t hurt him. Please!”

The beatings continued and you felt another rage boil inside you. A new, white hot ember was growing bigger every second. Every sickening blow that came to your beloved sent a new wave of fury through you. You couldn’t take the sight of it any more. You stood up, ready to fight something, ready to hit something.

“Stop it!” you screamed again. “Please! I’ll do anything!”

“Show me!” Dr. List commanded in a shout as the beatings continued. They kicked and beat him with the clubs mercilessly, blood coming out and bruises forming.

“I...said...STOP!” you screamed as fire and ice flew from either hand and you were suddenly in front of Pietro. You were in his cell and the two orderlies had stopped hitting him, as they looked on to you with fear in their eyes.

The rage within you was still white hot so you threw your right hand out and fire flew from your hand as it pushed the orderly back, screaming as the flame hit his arms and face. You turned your attention to the other orderly and you threw ice shards at him so hard and fast they were cutting his body.

A slow clap formed from behind you.

“Well done, Y/N, I knew you had it in you.”

You turned and glowered at the doctor.

“Teleportation, fire and ice conjuration and manipulation. Very nice indeed.” He eyed you as you breathed heavily. “Today is graduation. The three of you are free to come to your new facility. Welcome to HYDRA.”

He turned on his heel as the guards eased their way around you to get out of the cell. You dropped to your knees and held his bloody, bruised, and swollen face in your hands. A tear fell from your stinging eyes.

“I am so sorry I couldn’t get to you sooner. I had no idea--”

“Shh, my flower, we are together now, no?” he eased as he reached up to lightly touch your face.

You nodded with a smile and you hugged him close, tears spilling over your cheeks, reveling in the feeling of his touch. You hadn’t felt the sensation in so long, you welcomed it gladly with open arms.

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Dr. List had apologized for the treatment that the three of you recieved, but now, they believed the experiments were done and you just needed to be trained on how to use your newfound powers, all of you. Pietro was given utmost care as soon as they let you out of the cell. The three of you shared a new large bunking area in the compound. A medium sized one room bedroom with three beds and two desks.

Dr. List and Strucker both apologized profusely for the measures that were taken to get you to unleash your powers. You wanted to be angry, but now, now the three of you stood a chance against the powers in Sokovia and the Avengers. You were weapons. And you had them to thank for that. In war, sometimes sacrifices and tough decisions had to be made, and this was one of them.

They worked with the three of you every day, each of you building and expanding on your power in a new fashion. Wanda’s power was becoming stronger, more visible. She was able to manipulate Hydra agents to do what she wanted. She could see inside their minds.

Pietro was fast. Very fast. At one point you tested your teleportation against his speed, and he was still faster.

As one could imagine, looking past the pain of the experiments and the traumatic start of your powers, it was actually fun. You three had felt powerless for so long, no matter how hard you fought or how loud you raised your voices. Now...now you three were a force not to be reckoned with.

All of the Hydra agents feared the three of you, no one dared cross you now, but these were your brethren. You didn’t want to cause harm to the Hydra agents. For the most part they had treated you well, and they were the first thing to ever promise you compensation for the loss of your family.

Some days, after the official practice was over, the three of you stayed in the room to practice some more. To goof off. To blow off steam. To feel some semblance of normal.

You formed ice balls as Wanda formed magic around them and threw them against the wall. You raced Pietro as you teleported and he ran. Many times he would pick you up bridal style, give you a quick peck, and raced around the room. You and Wanda even dueled each other. Seeing if your fire and ice were greater than her magic skills. Most of the time it ended up being a tie. You teleported around the room to see if Pietro could judge where you would be going. If he caught you, his reward was a kiss.

Every night you could, you lied with Pietro in his bed, needing to feel his touch. The steady sound of his breathing one of your only comforts. His heartbeat was insane now, it sounded like a hummingbird’s. His hair had finally turned all blonde. To be honest, you liked it more now. It seemed to fit him better.

“I’m sorry for everything you’ve been through,” he said quietly as you laid in his arms one night, just staring at the wall.

“You’ve been through the same things,” you said with defense.

He shook his head. “Not like you, Princess.” He kissed your head. “I am so proud of you. You remained a river, and you came home to me. I’m so proud of you.” He held you closer. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” you admitted. “Thank you for keeping me...well, grounded.”

“My flower, I will always, always be your light,” he cooed softly into your ear. You smiled and rolled to face him to place a chaste kiss on his lips. He was right. He would always be the light to your darkness. The thing to guide you home to him.

You laid in his arms every night, often waking with nightmares of typical things: war, loss, pain, hunger...He always soothed you, patiently, lovingly, to sleep. Another wonderful thing about Pietro was he never saw you or your problems as a burden, something he didn’t want to deal with, because he was dealing with his own baggage and darkness as well. You all were.