#and they're not super secretive about it because it's a bit hard to have secret dates when your boyfriend is on tv :/

[godsandvillains-if]

Hi, Nico! 👀 hope u're doing well (and not straining ur back from writing on your bed too long ;;)

I got an ask but feel free to deny it if you can't answer it!

So say MC is usually shy, reserved or a 'wallflower' sort with a pretty soft demeanor. They're more sweet and quiet. One day they were asked for a photoshoot - just pose for a magazine as a 'new hero rising' or the like! Maybe it would help provide a positive image or gain some notice from public and MC, perhaps wanting to try something new, gives an OK to it. No problem for the ROs, right?

Cue the magazine coming out and it's MC looking badass asf - Dark eyeliners, smoky gaze and just the vibe of HAWT and DANGEROUS. How would they react on that?

You are free to choose if this is in crushing or relationship stage!

Super cool!! So I chose relationship stage for this one, because why not? 😍

I think that the MC would want to surprise the RO with the result of the photo shoot, or they would just be too shy to have them along for it. Probably MC's best friend would go with them just to make sure that everything went smoothly—a.k.a. to keep an eye out for anything suspicious.

Archon would be at a loss for words when the MC brought a copy of the magazine for them to see. The front cover already blew their mind, so you can be sure that the entire thing would leave them speechless. Their response would pretty much be snaking an arm around MC's waist and just flying them somewhere far away, where both of them could have some privacy.

I think Stardom would have to know a little bit about the secret photo shoot that the MC did beforehand, since they are intimate with every news station in the state, but they would purposefully keep themselves in the dark about it. When the MC approached them with the magazine, they would make a show out of it by framing the front cover picture on a wall in their office.

Paladin would already feel comfortable enough to be in MC's presence without their helmet, so their dazzled expression would be clear for them to see. They would read the entire interview, every single letter of it, before saying anything—which would be nerve-wracking for the MC. After finishing it, Paladin would give the MC a rundown of all their favorite bits and why they love it so much.

Ace and Zodiac would act much the same way in this situation, shocked and disbelieving, not really connecting the dots for a few minutes. As the surprise settles down, they will be more proud than anything, seeing the MC finally coming out of their shell and doing things that seemed impossible when they first joined the team. They would hug the MC, telling them how proud they are, and then keep gushing over how freaking cool they look.

Wildcat. Ohh boy, you can be sure they would post, like, and reblog every little piece of media of the photo shoot, including edits of fans and nice comments. They would also make sure to send their mom and sister two copies of the magazine with your autograph on it and several cute doodles of the MC and them together. Haters and online trolls, beware!!

Mars would be a little skeptical at first, not really getting the point of the photoshoot and the whole interview, but as they see the excited and nervous glint in MC's eyes, they would change tunes pretty quickly when they get a better look. Safe to say it would be hard for the MC to be alone for the next few days, since Mars would want them all to themselves.

Thanks for the question!! 🥰🥰

[governmentofficial]

"So, how long have you two been sleeping together?" from Clover, because if Myc is gonna marry Caesar one day then he should have to deal with the annoying little sister lol

General Sentences, Vol. 12

If Mycroft were to have been asked about it beforehand, he would have said that it would be his sibling that would be the menace of his relationship. However, as he sat on a sofa in the Flickerman household, waiting for Ceasar to finally finish getting dressed for their date, it was quickly becoming clear that his belief had been incorrect.

She was surely too young to be asking that question with the aim of having it be a euphemism, no? So... What was she asking, then? If they slept in the same bed as each other? Why would she want to know that?

For a moment, all Mycroft did was blink in silence at Clover, a frown slowly forming across his face. Eventually, though, he figured he had to say something or - as it would were Sherlock in the room - the questions would only get worse.

"Well, we don't live together, so we don't sleep together every night, and we certainly didn't sleep in the same bed immediately, so I suppose... Two and a half months now? Does that answer your question?"

This was very awkward. Mycroft could only hope that Caesar would be done soon, and they could leave before any more strange questions were put to him.

[ancientgoddessofegypt]

Astro Notes : Short N Sweet <3 Neptune's Revenge

Neptune 1st House - Popular energy. Very well known for their beautiful, majestic energy. Could have a lot of haters but admirers at the same time. Energetically sensitive to alot of others emotions. Sometimes, it can be a lil confusing holding so much power. Because their energy can be mixed up with someone elses if they don't know how to tell the difference. They usually have a strong sense of self, its just other peoples opinions can get in away of that if they arent careful.

Neptune 2nd House - Could use some help on the financial train. They're organic to the way they use their money. I mean, they could be super horrendous spender, spending each and every dime on any and everything. While still some how always having more in their wallet. Or they could be pretty good at saving and are a little bit of a cheapskate.

Neptune 3rd House - Whimsical voices. Poetic writers. Creative thinkers. Very talented when it comes to the hands as well. Could be excellent drawers & painters. Neptune in the 3rd has an ability to travel to very interesting places that aren't too far at home. They may go on lil adventures here and there. But its always a treat. Its kinda strange how well they can be at finding good eats as well with all the travel they do. Could work abroad or go to college somewhere out of their comfort zone a lil.

Neptune 4th House - Has a lot of secrets when it comes to the inner child. Very free, sweet loving children. Can open a door to different realms like we're in Narnia or something. Angelic creatures who enjoy alone time near their favorite place. If they ever share that special place with you consider yourself lucky. They normally keep the things they cherish hidden for a long time.

Neptune in the 5th House - Artists who seek deep into the art and become it. Very creative & a one of a kind with the way they carry the emotion in what it is they do. Can have you thinking hard on what it is they are trying to convey, they are a master at making complexities more harder to figure out. Just be there in the audience and watch the show. You'll never leave the same again.

Neptune in the 6th House - Fun loving pet owners, they go hard for the planet and the creatures that come from it. Real advocates for change and don't take too kindly to insensitive people. Could need to sharpen their boundaries a little more with people. Also, are incredible writers and should tap into this side a bit more. You might end up surprised with what talents you have that could make you some money, or could be a really cool job.

Neptune in the 7th House - Romance is the thing that just keeps on given to these individuals. May need to put the rose colored glasses down. that man might not be for you, love. Don't forget to put more time into your own needs versus the needs of someone else. Your compassionate energy may run dry if you're not using that waterfall of emotion for yourself. People are drawn to 7th house neptunes alot more than you think. They are capable of seeing thru the veil, you just don't notice.

Neptune in the 8th House - Psychologically understands the reasons on why the universe is the way that it is and why the people in it behave the way that we do. Could be honest about a lot of things, dishonest about what they know. The world doesn't need to know everything, which is why the divine gifted them with certain antidotes. Only they can use this so bring healing to a certain nation (or individual) but not everyone can find this secret the way they can. This is normally given to them by spirit guides, ancestors, or thru drreams.

Neptune in the 9th - Impracticality is almost their birth right. They see things in a way that doesnt make sense at all but to them it means something. What I mean is that these people see the world bigger than what they people tell them. They could have big drams and not understand why they have them, but God put them their for a reason. So you can figure them out. You may want to travel and study abroad, or just move somewhere different and don't know how. Thats where all the magic happens, finding out and taking the risk. The sagittarian way.

Neptune in the 10th - Majestic auras. The highlight of the moment. The star. The siren. The energy healer. Do I keep going? Very special creatures who touched this earth to make their dreams come true, even if they have to figure it out themselves. Empathetic to the people around them and are big on helping out with anything whenever they can. The Queens & Kings of the law of attraction. Can attract what they want if they just believe it in it more.

Neptune in the 11th House - Community leaders. Ancients who know they way to what the true reality is meant to be like. Literally can change the world with the way they move, think, and go around helping others. Sweet and lovely people to be around. Needs healing in their own friend groups. Can be a little out there, but thats why people love them.

Neptune in the 12th House - Practical minds in a world that tells them their crazy. No they arent crazy, they just have multiple psychic gifts. And these gifts have a way in showing them things people aren't usually equipped with handling. They need more time alone and in nature to keep themselves grounded. Other wise, they will go crazy from the world telling them that their crazy... When really they know a little more than what they led on. The imagination is a fun place, but also a place where the most hidden becomes entirely to open. Seers of the daylight & the night.

[i-cant-sing]

Mmmhhh thinking about Yandere Batfam reacting to a reader who runs a very popular blog where she absolutely bashes Batman and Robins- and the batfam takes your criticism very seriously. Maybe not at first, but then Damian (the easiest to tick) got pissed off when you wrote how "he's just a kid in a cheap Halloween costume" and when Damian gets pissed off, he whines. He whines and whines and whines until Dick and Bruce finally listen to him and do something about it. That's when they find out about the extensive threads about them, criticising meticulously each and every action of theirs, how they're causing more financial harm to Gotham and allowing themselves to be idolised and causing more people to comit crimes just so that they could have their 5 seconds of fame with Batman. And ofc theirs a whole page about the Batsignal.

I mean, Damian and Tim have already found out who runs the page (though they had a little bit of a hard time sniffing u out. You were good at covering your tracks). While Damian and Tim are busy going to "have a talk with you", Bruce is at home reading your entire blog about Batfam and realising how some of your points.... kinda makes sense. So, he buys the app where you write your blogs, then has Damian bring you over to the Wayne offices, where he explains he just wanted to meet the person running the blog that generates the most readers on the app. You, just a 23 year old student who's blogging as a side hustle.

You're obviously stunned because why are you meeting Bruce Wayne and also confused because again, why are you here exactly??? Bruce just says that he likes your insights and would like to know more, and he's happy to pay you by the hour you spend talking to him and also on the blog.

He's very much determined to make Batman and Robins be good in your mind, and not that he cares much about what people think about him, it doesn't hurt to have good PR for heroes, lest people should try revolting against Justice league and only end up hurting themselves. There's only so much he could do to calm his metahuman friends.

You're again- CONFUSED, but you like money. The only thing you tell him is that you get to write whatever you want, complete creative control and that you can write about anyone you wish. Ofc, it doesn't register to Bruce that you could possibly write against his family- against his name.

So in the beginning, things are going great. Reader continues making calculated judgements and comments about Batfam and how they could possibly improve themselves, the batfam takes note and tries to do most of the things. Then you'd write something that could almost be seen as praise for "changing their old ways" and they all feel a little bit proud. They don't realise it but some members of the batfam (like damian and Dick) start craving your approval of their actions.

Perhaps something happens, maybe you don't find it fun to write about the bats anymore, so you shift your mind towards a new topic-

The Wayne's.

You research a bit, finding it a little odd at Bruve Wayne's generosity to be adopting random ass kids, a super duper clean record, no scandals or anything- it just- it doesn't feel right. No one's that clean. They have to be hiding something.

So when u can't find anything against them, you let your imagination go wild and start making conspiracy theories, kinda feel like reader goes in her gossip girl era to stir things up so that someone would come forward with something- anything.

Bruce's eyes almost bulge out as he reads the blog's headline-

"The secrets of Gotham's favourite billionaire playboy!"

Shit- did you figure out he's batman?

Nope. In fact, you covered everything but that. From theories about him adopting troubled kids for PR, to the Wayne family actually being a chauvinist cult, to conspiracies about his ties with the Rothschild, his philanthropic donations being a front for illegal activity, the Wayne Manor holding lavish nsfw parties, and even a classic "they drink virgin maiden blood!"

Bruce stood in your apartment, eyes narrowing at your sleeping form on the couch.

"Bruce? What- how did you get in?" You don't remember unlocking your door.

"What is the meaning of this?" He pulled up your article on his phone.

"Huh?" You took a closer look, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes. "Oh. Yeah, I wrote that."

"Why?"

You shrugged. "I was bored."

"What?" Bruce could feel himself getting angry. How could you be so nonchalant about the lies you wrote?

"You know this isn't true." "I do." "Then why did you write it?" "I told you, I was bored. Besides, you told me I could write about anyone." You get up with a sigh. "I don't get why you're so worried about this. Barely anyone reads this stuff."

Bruce's brows went up. "There's a 1000 plus views on this already!"

"What?" your eyes twinkled. "A thousand already? Its not even been 24 hours since I posted. Wow, people really do enjoy conspiracy-" you shut up when you saw his glare. "Right, sorry."

"Take it down, now." Bruce orders, brow twitching when you just walk past him and into the kitchen, pouring yourself some coffee. "Why?" you asks after taking a sip.

He glares at you. "Because it isnt true-"

"Then give me something that is."

Bruce stared at you. Is this... is this your way of wanting an interview?

You sighed. "Look, just let me interview you family, I promise to only write the truth and only the truth. No conspiracies, I swear."

"Or I could just fire you. Better yet, have you sued for defamation."

You nodded. "You could, but honestly that would only bring more attention to the articles and more conspiracies would arise. Besides, you and I both know you cant stop me from writing even if I'm in jail."

Bruce watched you walk upto him, holding your phone in your hand. "Come on, just one week- one week at your place, I'll even let you read the article before I post it. If you dont like it, I'll delete it."

I mean... it did sound like a pretty good bargain. Besides, at his home, youd be in a more supervised space.

So here you are, standing in the lobby of the Wayne manor as a posh butler leads you to Bruce's office. Of course Alfred will be a part of your articles. He's too fancy to not be.

And so over the course of a week, you dont really find anything particularly intriguing about the family, even after you interviewed each member. You're mentally groaning at the thought of writing yet another boring article... that is until you accidentally discover the batcave (ok not accidentally, u hid a recorder in Bruce's office and u heard the man discussing about it with Dick)

Anyways, it didnt take long for you to discover the cave, and it took you even less for you to write a scandalous article.

"RICH MAN COSPLAYS AND PRACTICES HIS JUJUTSU SKILLS ON THE MENTALLY ILL! SEE PICTURES OF WHERE HE ROLEPLAYS IN MASKS!"

Unfortunately, before you hit "post", your phone is snatched and you're knocked out.

When you come to, Bruce is sitting in front of you looking beyond pissed while you're tied up in your seat.

"We had a deal, Y/n." Bruce gritted out.

"So? Deal was off the moment I found out you were Batman." You shrugged.

"We had a deal-"

"You really expect me to just pretend like I'm blind after I found out who you really are? Do you think anyone would just give up on a scoop this big?" You tilt your head at him.

Bruce narrowed his eyes at you. "Scoop? Thats what this is to you?"

You nodded. "Sure, you're a hero who fights crime and brings "peace" to Gotham, but who knows for sure? After all, thats how you want the world to see you." You lean as far as your restraints allow you. "I dont trust you, Bruce. Not one bit. There's just- this gut feeling about you. Nothing personal, but I dont get good vibes from you."

"Is that so?" Bruce raised his brow before sighing. "I guess there's no reason to let you go then."

"What?"

He nodded to himself. "Yes, if I let you go now, you'll only cause more trouble for me, but also for yourself. If you post content like that, people will target you- yes, I definitely cant let you go. You're an impulsive idiot who'd endanger herself just to not be bored."

Your eyes widen. "You cant kill me."

Bruce scoffed. "Dont be ridiculous, I can, but I wont. I just want to take care of you, protect you from yourself." He stood up. "I did a little bit of research on you too, yknow? You keep your personal life super private, I have to give credit to you, it wasnt easy to find out about your family. But... money makes the mare go."

Your throat dried as you saw a glint in his eyes. He knew... he couldnt-

Bruce's footsteps echoed as he neared you and ruffled your hair. "Poor you... having to deal with a schizoprenic mom." He leaned down to smile gently at you, but you could sense the sinister intent.

"Dont worry, she'll be taken care of at Gotham Asylum while you stay with us."

girl idk where i was going with this, i just needed to get it out of my drafts (i have another long incomplete draft about platonic yandere dick x gymnast reader where he basically is intrigued by this mini tonya harding who lives for her dead beat father's approval who doesnt give a shit about her unless she comes first. so its upto dick to adopt u and make u a part of batfam)

[lunaa007]

Astrology observations #3

These are my personal observations and should be taken in the context of the whole chart, never isolated 😊

Some of this is 18+, no minors allowed

♦️Mars-Uranus aspects can indicate a liking for risky activities and extreme sports, like motorcycling or base jumping. They can even like to put themselves in danger as they need the adrenaline. Routine is super boring for them, they need to try new things very often. They should be careful to release this nervous energy with sports, work they're passionate about or things like that or it can backfire. This aspect can be tempered down with Saturn aspects or a lot of earth energy in the chart.

♦️Venus square mars aspect: can often be mean to the person they like, classic "if he pulled your hair it's because he likes you" stuff. Can be very passionate, might have difficulty to separate feelings from lust. They might have talent for artistic sports like dancing or ice skating. For women, they might like a more sporty fashion style.

♦️Sun-saturn aspects: especially for harsh ones, this can really change the expression of the sun sign. I know someone with sun and several planets in Leo, but they are all square to Saturn and you could never tell she's a Leo; she is very reserved, shy and restrained in life. But as with all Saturn aspects this can change with age, the personality coming through more and more while keeping an amazing sense of discipline, wisdom and grounding.

♦️Moon-uranus aspects: with harsh aspects (conjunction, square, opposition), the mother might have been emotionally cold during the childhood, and she might have been a bit erratic and unpredictable. This could have showed up as frequently moving places, or having a mother considered weird or crazy by society. With soft aspects like trine or sextile this could show up as an untraditional family, maybe having two fathers or two mothers, or parents very into technology, but this was not hard on the person and it helped them develop their individuality and independence.

♦️Taurus mercury: these people can learn much slower than other people (this does not mean they are not as intelligent, their rhythm is just different). At school they might have felt behind their schoolmates or felt like they didn't have enough time to finish their exams/homework. It is important that they don't feel bad about this and take the time they need to do their work. This might be less strong with Uranus influence on mercury. ♦️ Aquarius moon natals and their need to always read and watch self-development content without ever actually feeling their feelings 🙃

♦️ Venus conjunct moon: these people are so kind, they have such a big heart and do not wish harm on anyone, please stay mindful of who has access to you as many people might want to be in contact with this energy but sometimes also energy vampires.

♦️ Mercury conjunct/square pluto and their dark humor! I have this in my chart and one of my colleagues actually said to me three days after she started: "your jokes can be really dark sometimes" 😂 it gets worse when I'm tired as I don't filter my jokes so much before saying them. These aspects might also think a lot about death and dark themes, they can be the type to think "what happens if I die tomorrow", or "I could die if I do this" but not in a worried way, just thinking rationally about what is possible.

♦️ Leo mars women and their secret backup plan of becoming a stripper or an exotic dancer 💃 these women often have a talent for dancing, and performing can make them feel desired and confident.

♦️ Aries moon/mars placements and their road rage! Both my parents have these placements and my god the number of stressful rides to school I had when I was a child 😂 this can also apply to the other fire mars.

♦️ Lilith conjunct ascendant: these people often provoke reactions everywhere they go, they rarely go unnoticed whether it is positive reactions or negative. The women with this aspect might get sexualised a lot, and the men with this aspect might attract animosity from other men. ♦️ Sun-jupiter and moon-jupiter aspects: they might always see the bright side of things, "it will get better", "this is temporary", seeing the glass half-full. A lot of optimism, faith in a higher meaning, maybe too optimistic sometimes and too trusting that things will unfold in the right way.

♦️Mars square pluto women often attract creepy men on the street, interactions with aggressive men might be unfortunately common. It is important to not repress their anger and channel their power in something like martial arts.

♦️Gemini moon/IC: they might love to talk with their loved ones at home, a lot of communication and learning in their private life. If they live alone they might be a lot on the phone or always have music or tv or radio on.

♦️Mercury square saturn: they might doubt their intellectual abilities when young, their learning style might not fit the classic school system. It is important that they are encouraged by their family, and with time they will gain confidence and master the learning techniques that fit them best.

♦️Mars in virgo might care too much about pleasing their partner in bed and have a hard time receiving pleasure without giving anything. They might also feel self-conscious if they do not feel "clean" like not fresh out of the shower. It is important for them to practice letting go of their thoughts and doubts and be present in their body. They deserve pleasure as much as everybody else!

♦️ Jupiter in the 2nd house might have a very good self-esteem, if the moon and venus are not too afflicted. And if it is the case it helps the native deal with the harder aspects.

♦️ That's why it is so dangerous to interpret an  aspect in isolation of the rest of the chart, a challenging aspect might be very beneficial in a chart and less in another one. For instance moon conjunct saturn might be more challenging for a Capricorn moon which is already quite controled and closed off, but in the sign of Aries it might help the native tame their impulsivity and control better their emotions. 

♦️ Or moon square Uranus might be beneficial for a Capricorn moon or a Taurus moon as it might help them break out of their routine and become more adaptable and flexible to change.

Thank you for reading!

@lunaa007

[l0sercat]

NSFW alphabet with King Baldwin IV

Please note that this is not the historical figure but the movie version. Also MDNI for my sake and yours.

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

He's a god at aftercare. Literally will get you whatever you need or want. He puts his needs last. When you take care of him he is shy, but very thankful.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He doesn't like his body that much due to his leprosy. He has to admit he was good looking before and during which he loved his hands, but now they're covered in sores. So maybe his eyes. He loves everything about you but more specially your hair. He loves how soft it is and he likes playing with it.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

He loves cumming inside you. He wants to get you pregnant so bad, he wants an heir to the throne when he eventually succumbs to his illness. Even if you can't get pregnant he still loves to cum inside you.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He gets hard every time he sees you naked. Even if it's not in a sexual context. Taking a bath. Boner. Get dressed boner. Hell if you give him a kiss and shower him in praise he gets hard. He can't help it just loves you so much.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

He is a total virgin. No experience. I mean he's a strict Christian so obviously no sex before marriage. He is super happy that your taking his first and he gets to experience these pleasures with you.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

He really likes doggy. You can't see his scarred body which is a plus. He also likes how he can hit every angle in this position. He wants to make sure you feel good.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Serious 100% He views this act as sacred and something that your taken care of. Making a joke would just ruin the atmosphere.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

Does leprosy affect pubic hair? I personally believe that he would try to keep it tame down there. It's not perfect but he put in the effort and that's all that matters.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

He is sweet and a little clumsy but it's his first time so. Your pleasure is always number one. You'll have at least three orgasms before he has one.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

He does not masturbate. He views it as an unholy act. The only way he will cum is by your "hands". Even thinking about masturbating grosses him out.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Praise. Oh my gosh does he love when you praise him. He feeds off of your praise. He performs better if you praise him. Especially when he cums and you praise him he will go wild.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

The bedroom. He'll only do it there because it's the safest. Why would he fuck you anywhere else?

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

He really wants to get you pregnant, but at the same time he doesn't because he doesn't want his kid to have leprosy. So it's more so that he just really wants to be close to you.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Degradation. To him or you. If you say something degrading he will not stand for it and make you apologize immediately. And he could never degrade you because he thinks your near perfect. It would literally kill him to degrade you.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

He wants to give but is afraid he'll be bad at it and it probably might hurt his scarred skin. He doesn't mind receiving but is awkward the whole time. He doesn't know what to do with his hands.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

He is slow until he is on the edge and picks up the pace a bit. His leprosy effects him a bit in this department. He can't go to fast or all his stamina will deplete.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

No, he prefers to take you properly. Also quickies just wouldn't be good because y'know he's king and all. He has no time to quickly fuck you.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

No he is comfortable with what y'all have now and that's all he wants.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

He has bad stamina because of leprosy, so he can't last long. But he makes sure you'll have many orgasms and feel overwhelmed with pleasure. He always prioritize your pleasure over his.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Toys weren't even invented back then lmfao

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He doesn't tease, much. He'll never deny your orgasm but he'll gently poke fun at the way your face is all red and teary eyed.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He isn't very loud but he doesn't hold back his voice. You'll hear everything that comes out of his mouth.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

He likes when your on top and gently rake your fingers through his hair and whisper praises. And maybe call him your king or majesty.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

He's about 5-6 1/2-inches long and kinda thick. It has a little scaring due to his leprosy but it looks normal. It is not cut but he does clean it well.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

It's not high but not low. He wants to do it more frequently than he does but his body can't handle it. He feels repulsed by himself but seeing you moaning his name makes him feel better.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

After your both cleaned up and taken care of he falls asleep pretty quickly. Your in his arms sleeping and then he falls asleep.

[squinch-depraved]

jschlatt or Ted nsfw alphabet please? 🙏

aight here's schlatt i'm having a lot of fun doing these so i hope y'all are enjoying

A (aftercare- what they're like after sex): i think he's super, super attentive. like he will not leave you alone until he's sure you're all taken care of and cleaned up

B (body part- their favorite on themself and their partner): he likes his chops because you always say they feel good when you sit on his face, and on you he likes your tits

C (cum- anything to do with cum): he loves cumming in you for sure but also down your throat

D (dirty secret of theirs): steals your underwear after sex quite often (see this post for more)

E (experience- how experienced are they): he's had a few partners and knows what he's doing but will still make sure to listen to you and your reactions so he knows what works with you and what doesn't

F (favorite position): riding him with you, like, burying your face in his neck. it feels so intimate and he loves it

G (goofy- are they serious? humorous? etc.): occasionally goofy but tries to keep things either romantic and sensual or rough and carnal. like he'll joke every now and then but doesn't make a point to be funny sometimes it just happens

H (hair- how well groomed/does the carpet match the drapes?): will trim occasionally to keep things neat but like doesn't care too much about it

I (intimacy- how romantic are they?): i feel like he can be very romantic when he's not being super intense like i feel like he really enjoys soft and sweet sex with his partner

J (jorkin' it- how often?): have u heard how much he talks ab gooning like it has to be at LEAST once a day

K (kink/s?): breeding, lactation, feederism (slightly), mommy kink

L (location- favorite place/s to have sex): he's a simple man- bed, couch, or over a counter

M (motivation- what gets them going): arguing with you/seeing you argue with someone else, rlly domestic moments with you like seeing you take care of the cats or watching you cook

N (no- turn offs, dealbreakers): anything in public or at his desk/in his streaming area, recording him is also a no go

O (oral- prefers giving, receiving? skill level?): y'know, i was gonna say giving but i really feel like he would prefer receiving (he's still amazing at giving head don't get me wrong)

P (pace- fast & rough? slow & loving?): if he's being romantic, it's gentle and so, so full of love, but if he's in a different mood it's fast and hard

Q (quickies- their opinion on them): does them for you whenever you need them but like he said in that one sleep deprived clip it takes him forever to cum so like. it's all for you. i can totally see him making a game out of it and trying to get you to finish faster each time

S (stamina- how many rounds? how long do they last?): literally as long as you need him to. if you really tried, you could prob make him cum in, like, an hour? but it takes a lot of work

R (risk- are they down to experiment?): i mean, he will for you, but nothing in public, no recording anything, and don't even think about telling anyone the kind of things you get him to do for you because he'd be so embarrassed

T (toys- do they own toys?): owns a wand for you, a bluetooth vibrator, and a few plugs. (whether they're his or yours i'm not saying)

U (unfair- do they like to tease?): extremely unfair if provoked!! if you behave yourself, you'll be fine. but if you're a brat he's gonna absolutely break you

V (volume- how loud they are): usually soft moans and grunts if he's in charge but get him in sub mode and he'll whimper and whine for you nonstop

W (wild card): not surprising at all but he loves subbing and being pegged

X (x-ray- under their clothes): approximately 8 inches, uncut, has a vein running along it that drives him crazy when you run your tongue along the length of it

Y (yearning- how high is their sex drive?): a bit above average, can go whenever you need him but requests it himself at least every other day

Z (zzz- how quickly do they fall asleep afterwards?): once you're all clean and taken care of he is out like a light dude he passes tf out and you gotta deal with his snoring

[jellyfishthingblog]

𖥨᩠ׄ݁ NSFW Alphabet: Viktor 𖥨᩠ׄ݁

Disclaimer: This is an 18+ blog, so if you're a minor please click off! If you feel uncomfortable reading this at any point, you are more than welcome to click off too!

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Makes sure you're okay first, let's you come down from your climax before asking if you need anything.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Would love his partner's muscles or back the most. Argue with the wall, no explanation. He likes his own hands.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Slightly translucent, big loads. Colour #FEFEFE

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Would love to fuck his partner in front of Jayce, just as a reminder that he can and would.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Seems like he doesn't, but he had a few partners before. Knows exactly what he's doing.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Letting his partner take the lead. As long as he doesn't put strain on his leg, he's okay with it (cowgirl).

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He's serious. He doesn't want to hear laughter or laugh himself.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Bush 101%. Carpet does match the drapes of course.

Reassuring for his partner and himself, mostly. Plenty of kisses.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Doubt that he would, unless he's extremely frustrated. Then he'd sneak off to a corner that isn't mostly visible.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Commands. Whether it's him doing it, or receiving it. Other than that, pretty vanilla.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Bathroom. Don't ask.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

When his partner initiates it. Reminds him that he's desired regardless of his disabilities.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

When his disability is ignored or overly romanticised/sexualised.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Prefers to receive, but he's damn good at giving too.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Slow cause his leg. Doesn't like to cause harm, so not rough.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Big fan, especially when he can't leave the lab for whatever reason. Not super often.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Wouldn't mind experimenting, he has thought about bondage play before.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

3 rounds on a good day, but can last up to two hours each.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He does own a few toys, loves when they're used him if he's bottoming.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Not often teases, but boy is he the meanest when he does.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Lots of whimpering when bottoming, a little bit of moaning and some grunting when topping.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Practically obsesses over his partner's taste.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Length is 5.8in/cm soft, 6.3in/cm hard. Uncut, curved slightly to the left. Length colour #EAD3C5, tip colour #E6ABA7.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

A little higher than average, only because he gets frustrated easily which turns into horniness.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Doesn't, unless in bed.

Author's Note: Thank you for reading! Just a quick disclaimer, these are my headcanons, you do not have to agree with me.

[namelessgakusei]

A Whisker Away

Mark Grayson reader

Warnings: family problems(? Did I tagged that right), pining, miscommunication, slow burn that it made me nearly fall asleep

Notes: A purely self indulgent fic. I can't decide whether I'll write about something like One Kiss or Rewrite The Stars. Brought to you by a very very tired Gaku. I really should start writing on my laptop. Woah this turned really long, might cut this in parts.

Synopsis: After a chance meeting with a strange talking cat who sells masks, you gain the ability to turn into a cat! Using it to your advantage, you discover your effect on people, and your importance to a certain childhood friend.

It started with a fight against your parents. They were chastising you over your choice of major for college, saying that it's better to choose something practical for your career instead of prioritizing your interest.

It was nothing new, you fight with your parents almost every day. But their words just struck something hard, making you storm out of the house in anger...? No, hurt. Sometimes, you're fairly sure they're trying to live their dreams through you.

Usually, you'd go to the Grayson's whenever you want to sulk, but you have a feeling that your parents will search there first when you take too long to come back, and you really didn't want to come back, at least for the night. The image of Mark pouting after finding out that you didn't came to him made you chuckle through the stream of tears rolling down your eyes. Stupid Mark, he'll definitely get worried once he knows you ran away.

You didn't strayed that far anyway, only a couple blocks away, in the rundown playground that you and Mark used to play in when you were kids. The thought of Mark makes you want to go back, to knock on his window after scaling his house, crawling through his sheets and sleeping beside him when he lets you in, you bit your lip. You miss Mark.

But does he? He's been getting distant lately. Your normal hangout time is replaced with him awkwardly trying to make an excuse to leave, promising to make it up to you next time. Whenever you two were out, he's suddenly ditching you without an explanation, only with a text of an apology and another promise to make up. He doesn't even let you in his room anymore. You're not stupid, you've seen his injuries, despite him trying to hide it. You've noticed him changed, even if he swears he didn't.

He has the right to keep secrets, but you feel left out. Left behind by the only person making it worth it to live.

A puff of smoke snaps you out of your pity party. When you turned to see the source, your face fell. It's... a big cat... dressed in traditional Japanese clothes. ...Huh? You know that there are weird things happening in the world, there are super powered heroes and villains, and you're fairly certain that your school janitor is a vampire with how much he loathes light. But, a human sized cat, smoking from a pipe and smiling at you?

Did you died on your way here?

"Fancy a mask?" The feline seller grins at you.

Mark's panicking. You ran away from home? At this hour?! What were you thinking?! It has been a few hours since before your parents asked for his family and the neighbors' help. Should he ask for Cecil's help? No, Mark doesn't want to involve his personal life in his hero work. He doesn't want his family, nor you to get involved and possibly be put to danger because of it.

Why didn't you came to him? He'll always listen! He'll let you sleep over! Mark thought that you weren't fighting with your parents anymore since it's been a few months after you last went over in the middle of the night. ...Or was he just took busy to notice? Mark frowns at the thought and searched up in the skies for any signs of you.

You were last sighted going over here so... Oh? A cat? Mark lowers down to the ground, nearly startling the kitten laying in the swings, its head looks up at him and it reminded Mark of your own expression when he sneaks up on you, it doesn't help that its eyes look the same as yours.

Did you stopped by here? "Have you seen them?" Mark reaches out to pet the feline and it nuzzles to his touch, purring beneath his hands. He smiles at its actions, debating on whether he brings it with him or not. Maybe it'll serve as a good bait for you to come out?

It was a ridiculous idea but with how the kitten follows him after he stood up, it made him consider it. Scooping the feline to his arms, he flew above the skies again.

Mark can fly?!

You can only gape as Mark scoops you to his arms and fucking flew above the houses, looking for you. What. Since when can he fly?!

Then again, since where were you a cat? The mask seller gave you a mask for free, saying something like keeping his customers' good faith on him or something. You tried it on, not knowing that you'll turn into the cat you are now. How can you change back? Just pull the "mask" off! But you can't really do that now, can you? Not when you're 50ft above ground!

You need to find a way to distract Mark, or find an opening where you can change back into being a human without getting caught.

Thankfully he brought you home after the unsuccessful search for you. You quickly took off your mask when he turned around to talk to his parents, acting as if you snuck inside his room the whole time. Mark hugged you tight when he saw you and made you almost feel bad for lying. But hey, he didn't told you he could fly, so you're even!

You felt giddy for the following days, it's like sharing a secret with him! But he doesn't really know he's in it. Is this why he's been avoiding you? Was he practicing his flight? Why didn't he tell you? You won't judge! You'll find it really cool! He's like Seance Dog now!

Maybe if you tell him that you can become a cat, he'll fess up? And then maybe things will go back the way they were?

You tried approaching Mark to talk, but kept getting apologies and the same promises to make up for lost time again. You start to wonder if the way he looked for you that night was because of not of worry but obligation. If the way he clung to you when you were found holds any meaning.

It's wrong, you think, when you come to him as a cat. Mark recognizes you to be the same one as before and lets you in, petting you while he does his homework. At least in this form, he isn't pushing you away. Basking in the warmth of the makeshift bed he made out of his used hoodie, you wonder when you last hung out around each other.

It has been so long.

You wonder why Mark didn't told you about his powers, were you not that trustworthy enough in his eyes? Now that you had the time to actually look at him, he looks exhausted. Why? You don't know. What, is he secretly a hero who fights the villains you see at the tv everyday? You laughed— purred at the thought, catching his attention. Mark sighed and smiled, plopping his head on his desk and absentmindedly petting you.

"I miss them."

Who? You'd ask if you could speak, but he already answered it a moment later.

"I miss (Y/N)."

Mark groans and closed his eyes.

[lucabyte]

obligatory ramble about postcanon loop ask

also your art is amazing

Hiiiiiiiii :D thank you :)!!

and thank you for the excuse to post the. just absolute wall of text that i truncated down to form the tags of that post. (i did,,, hit the tag limit. i forgot tumblr had one of those...) so let me just paste that and tidy it up a bit...

I am putting this under a readmore because it's a bit long. but:

This is like. The General Context for all* of my postcanon doodles? (Except AUs obviously) Like this is the base idea I've been drawing them all in. So, feel free to backread with this in mind. I've basically had this 'postcanon' timeline set in my brain since finishing the game...

My general thoughts are that I like the idea of Loop (even if through dubiously ethical means) being able to slowly reintegrate with the party as a whole new person, because they are, in fact, their own person.

It's a muddle of thematic threads im pulling on and "wouldn't it be fucked up if", but. (at its core, it's powered by the fact that like, while narratively isat's theme of 'the only person who can truly take the first step to help you is yourself'. (wrt: loop helping the party help siffrin in act 5) which i LOVE AND IS GREAT NARRATIVELY…. would be super fucked up irl to learn that your friend 'learned as a lesson' while you stood by kinda uselessly. I know i'd be upset about it. but thats mostly background here. doesn't really come up. at least not until loop has to explain who they are and the party realises they had to fall back on literally themselves again for help, but i digress,)

The real core concept is: Occam's razor. It is like, inherently, a buckwild thing to accuse a person of being somehow a clone or copy of your friend. Even if they start vaguely alluding to a backstory it's far more likely they were some other person before all that. (I still think Odile has that theory in the back pocket but she's rational enough to know it's a really long shot without a solid explanation. and i think Loop deep down knows this, and would, if cornered into confessing, turn the situation around to go J'ACCUSE and make HER explain it instead. Ever longer dodging being direct with their emotions...)

And the party are nice! And if someone has changed and wants to keep stuff secret it's kind of not their business? (Though it's hard not to speculate… see: the main joke of the doodles) And they seem important to Siffrin so they just try to accept them abrasive quirks and all. And eventually the question of their prior identity just fades away since, well, they're Loop. Their friend Loop.

but yeah. personal headcanon is that a few months/weeks after picking up and getting aquainted with Nille** (since that was presumably the IMMEDIATE TASK postgame), Loop reappears (either after a literal period of nonexistance, or just spending a few months wandering the french countryside alone being attacked by wild dogs). Since Siffrin has had a while to be therapised by the party they're doing mostly okay, but Loop showing up and still being agitated/aggressive pulls them both into a bit of a backslide behaviourally and puts the party on the back foot again.

Hooowever, I do think that due to no longer being literally stewing in the worst pressure cooker of all time together, the two do mostly actually sort themselves out with productive conversation. (Via a cycle of: genuinely distressing argument -> weeeird lovebombing -> ok we're good -> repeat, that gets less intense over time)

Thus, allowing the party to just. Integrate loop as a new person. They and Siffrin shuffle into different ecological niches (Loop taking over stuff Siffrin is now too squeamish for, etc (see: hunting, mostly)), and while it's not exactly what Loop wanted they generally get that beggars can't be choosers and it's a pretty good deal. And the rest of the party does straight up just like them as a friend, especially when Loop quits trying to actively antagonise them after a few weeks of being around them, since they just can't keep up being mean to people they like forever.

As for how I think the truth eventually drags itself out. This is where I invoke The Isabeau Torment Nexus™. So its gonna get shippy here for a bit hold on.

Which is, I think giving them time before Loop reappears long enough that Siffrin and Iseabeau actually manage to become established, Isabeau has to be the one to nudge the pair of them and go. "Hey. You know we're in Vaugarde right. I'm okay with polyamory if we all communicate." Before Loop and Siffrin actually even acknowledge that whatever the fuck they have going on kinda looks a lot like a relationship of some kind. (or have already been agonising about that via fighting and arguing, depending) (Obviously this comes after Isa "Emotionally intelligent enough to keep a lid on the jealousy" Beau has managed to use that big brain of his to Not just go Scream somewhere on the daily because oh godddd they keep talking like theyre suicide-baiting each other jesus chriiist. is it overstepping his boundaries to bring that up?? god)

This, taking a bunch of the tension out of Loop and Isabeau's relationship (Since I imagine Loop is a. being weird for the obvious reasons and b. feeling kinda guilty about 'getting in the way of' Siffrin and Iseabeau), allows them to actually get close in a normal friend way. (I think an interesting turning point could be Isabeau actually taking Loop's side in an argument vs Siffrin, which would absolutely break Loop's brain. Especially if it's an argument that matters. Like what do you mean he isn't just going to play favourites. What?)

Then Isabeau, just actually open minded and charmed by Loop (and maybe even somewhat at Siffrin's suggestion?) tries to close the final open side on the polyamory triangle here and that's the final straw for Loop on "This lie by omission is too unethical to keep up, this is just actually sick and wrong. I can't do this while he doesn't know who I am." Though. Obviously it probably goes. Very poorly with emotions high like that. And the added element of several months of deceit. Getting dark here for a second but that dagger is going MISSING and so are THEY for a hot minute.

Then yaaay everything works out in the end 👍 yippieee!! all it took was maybe a lot of harrowed recontextualisation of all the weird shit your new friend said and did when it turns out they're your old friend. It's fine.

But yeah. this is basically the context all of my postcanon doodles have existed within? And those exist to give other people something to chew on. So this does too.

I suppose TL;DR: Imagine if sloopis almost fucking happens before isabeau knows who loop is. can you fucking imagine. can you imagine having to navigate that. nightmare.

*Yes this includes the implied cannibalism comic. Uhh. Comes part and parcel with headcanoning that Loop went way off the deep end similar to A5 Sif But Maybe Worse before giving in. Add weepy half-asleep confessions to murder wherever you see fit in your mind palace. 👍👍👍

**Re: Nille footnote. I don't have anywhere to put this besides here! I have some thoughts on Loop and Nille having an odd dynamic. I don't imagine Nille to be super gung-ho on trusting a bunch of adults (even if they are majority around her age) given their implied backstory. It's probably a big shock to the system, especially since Bambouche is a good couple hundred Kilometers up north from Dormont and these guys don't seem to have trains. She would've been unfrozen and without Bonnie for some time....

Which is to say: I think she's suspicious of them. I think she may be looking for excuses to distance herself, keep Bonnie safe. SO.... A new guy showing up? And antagonising the party? What do they know that I don't...? I should find out.

And since... Loop didn't ever know Nille, they have no ammunition or real reason to be cruel. Plus, if they're trying to stay on Bonnie's good side (SINCE... if Bonnie thought Loop was cringe they may as well kill themselves. In their mind.) they SUPER have no reason to antagonise Nille.

Mostly, they might be able to open up to each other easier than they can the rest of the party?

I feel like this resolves with Loop feeling compelled to apologise for what they and Siffrin let happen to Bonnie, though... Hmm... Depends on how you interpret Nille that they'd be glad nobody else had been told about that yet, or furious it had been secret this long. I lean toward the former.

[celestialprincesse]

🪐🩷

I write sm of Simon with like super cutie patootie sweet softie gf's and today is not one of those days!! What about Si with a sassy, snarky spitfire of a partner.

He's kind of always thought that he'd want some soft, gentle, domestic partner to offset the general frustration and struggle of his work life. Some bird in a frilly apron to coo and preen at him like a wounded puppy.

And then he meets her.

She's some intelligence officer brought on by Laswell in hopes of attaining information on targets before missions to keep things running that little bit smoother.

She's had to not only survive, but thrive in a cutthroat mans world industry for years, and she takes not one single ounce of shit from anyone.

Price will occasionally (and very much unintentionally) simplify things for her in mission briefings and she just kind of sits there with arms crossed and a raised eyebrow until he gets the memo that he doesn't need to baby her.

She never has to actually go out into the field, so whilst the guys are all training in the gym, she sits and plays games on her phone or reads some smutty romance novels.

She didn't expect to fall flat on her ass for Simon Riley, but something about how quiet and level headed he is makes her very much metaphorically swoon.

He knows it, obviously. He's observant as fuck. He sees the way she pulls her bottom lip between her teeth when she has to crane her neck in order to look up at him, or when he casually helps her with boxes of files and she shifts bashfully from foot to foot, trying not to ogle his biceps.

When they start dating, she's not even afraid of the others finding out because they're too scared of her to tease the two of them.

They move in together and she designates the guest room for all of his man stuff, only to find out that he has like three personal items and some chargers. "The fuck you mean you don't have an ugly PC?! You're a guy?" He's so confused at her confusion until later in their relationships when she tells him that all of her past partners were kind of (major) dicks and that's why she didn't really date anymore, until she met him of course.

She tries really really hard to hide when she cries before he goes off on deployment, and works ten times harder to find useful information that will increase his chance of getting home to her safe.

He buys her really sentimental presents and she tries to hide how touched she is by calling him the softie even though she shamefully piles all of his clothes on the bed with her when he's away because she misses him so much.

She buys him a dog in secret on the same day that he comes home with a cat for her and they just sort of stand there in their front entrance like that Spiderman meme where they all point at each other.

The dog and cat love each other, almost as unlikely a pair as their owners.

She and Simon go into work one day and she's got a unique, delicate little ring on her left ring finger and the guys are like 😦"You got married and didn't invite us?" "No you fucking plebs we got engaged."

Never did anyone think they'd see the day where Simon Riley got engaged and thought about settling down.

They also thought the two of them hated each other until Simon casually is like "Oh, yeah no she and I went to this great place the other night. Good steaks."

[esamastation]

Hello, here follows a bit of original LITRPG writing in the form of a forum post. I have no idea how to explain or what to title it. It is a thing.

In which the origin of System is pondered upon.

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Theories of Apocalypse forum

The System - is it human made? by the Witchess of Londonium, 1st of June, 20xx

Guys, I figured it out, I connected the dots. 

The System wasn't created by the IFAR. 

I know, I know, there's like a billion theories about this, and of course everyone knows what the Elves say. The System is a Gift to all of humanity. Sure. And then there's that crackpot Mayfeather's theory about it being inheritance from ancient aliens that bred with humans thousands of years ago. Personally I think that's just because he wants a harem of furries, but each to their own. And then there's the stuff about american military experiments that went rogue, but that seems a bit too much of a coinkydink for me, what with the apocalypse happening at the same time.

Though, now that I think about it, a weird human program would go rogue during the apocalypse, wouldn't it. And I actually kinda do think that's close to what happened - though not that it was secret military drugs or nano machines or whatever.

I think it's something bigger - something we all knew and loved, in the old world. Something… ever present, that was part of all our lives. Something utterly beyond IFAR's comprehension.

I mean, think about it. This thing is huge, in like, cosmic, evolutionary, technological revolution sense, huge! This thing is like the dawn of information technology but times a hundred, with, I don't know, genetic engineering and all of weight loss and bodybuilding industry thrown in the mix. This is the "next step in human development" level of stuff!

And weight loss and bodybuilding industries of old wish they had what we have now. We can literally level up now, and with each level we get stronger. And that's just on the base level. We can change our species now! I've seen people transform themselves completely with the System. One chick, she's a dragon now, just through the System. This guy I know, super into calisthenics, yeah, he can bench press cars now, through the System. I've seen people with wings, tails, horns, with multiple arms - and there's rumours about this one old lady, she can just transform herself into other things. And all we need to do to make all that possible… is level up and get some exp.

… which, okay, it isn't that easy to get exp, you really gotta work for it, and sometimes it's so damn hard to get ahead you just wanna cry, but still. 

Why would they ever give this thing to us? 

Here's the thing. I don't think they did.

Just think about it - why would they give this thing to us? It makes us stronger, it powers us up - it gives us magic. And okay, yes, it also, consequently, spreads magic around, which helps them, making things more magical and more chaotic and dangerous - but seriously! Why would they want to empower us? They're here to subjugate us! How does giving us all this power and opportunity benefit them in any way? 

It doesn't, it just doesn't - just look at the Dragon Battle of Paris. You can bet your probably by now feathery butt that those guys who ate it in the Boulogne-Billancourt wish we didn't have the System.

So here's what I think happened. I think it was a complete freak accident. 

When the Veil was breached and the Aurora Magicalis happened, those particles changed everything they came in contact with, right? We got magical people and creatures and trees and houses and lakes and, I don't know, magical damn water towers now. And those were like intrinsically linked changes too - the thing with the metro proves it! One thing changes by magic and everything that's a copy or similar enough of the original changes too.

And that's why we have giant centipede trains all over the world now.

Which is still terrifying.

So, what happened to the internet when magic particles hit it? What happened to all that knowledge just interlinked all throughout the world? People think it vanished with everything else electronic - but we know you can't vanish things by magic. You can only move things… or change them.

I think the internet got whammied, guys, the same as the rest of us - and like everything else that got whammied, it gained a life of its own. But the internet isn't like a train or, I don't know, a taxi cab that's suddenly alive, it doesn't really have a specific territory where it exists. It's everywhere in the world and it's got no one specific spot where it starts from and we just accessed it with our phones and computers and whatever. 

(Yes I know the internet has physical forms on servers and data centers or whatever, shut up, I'm thinking magically here.)

So, the internet gets magically whammied. Where does it go? It goes where it's always gone - to us. It was made by humans, for humans, for sharing of human discovered and developed and intended information. So it just… attached itself to us. And it's still doing the same thing it's always done - sharing information.

And why is it running out of lives like a videogame now? Well, have you ever wondered how much of the internet bandwidth in total was taken by online videogames? Okay, it probably wasn't that much - but it was still kinda significant amount! Or who knows, maybe the first bit of the internet that got whammied was someone's Steam account, who knows.

Either way, I blame the evils of online videogames, as many concerned aunties have before me. Heh.

Or maybe I'm talking out of my ass and it's all a plot by the Elves to Stockholm Syndrome all of humanity - but isn't it a bit weird, how none of them have this thing? Isn't it a bit of a hell of an inconvenience to them, that we do? Did no one else notice in the early days how shocked they all were to see some of us flinging magic right back at them?

And isn't it a little bit more comforting to think that this Awesome thing that now unites us all wasn't made by our enemies - but that we ourselves made it?

Because, guys, I definitely don't think they were expecting it. When I ran into goblins the first time, they totally thought they could just roll right over us. Orcs too. And the Elves, man… I'm definitely not the only one with a bad first impression. I don't know what they were expecting me to go, bend over, lick their boots, beg for my life, maybe. They were definitely not expecting a fireball to the face, lemme tell you.

Between you and me, I don't think they would've given me, or anyone, that skill if they had a choice in the matter. 

Also it just makes sense though, right? I mean, it's not like Elves even know what videogames are. They don't have computers, they never developed, like… Dungeons and Dragons or anything like that. I bet some human had to explain to them what levels and upgrades even are - because that's, that's really weird and really niche human knowledge, in the grand scheme of things, right? It hasn't been a thing for more than maybe a hundred years.

I don't actually know how long the concept of a "Character levelling up and getting more powerful" has been a thing - feel free to let me know because I am kind of obsessed with this and I suddenly need to know.

Anyway, The System. It's definitely been to the benefit of all of us using it in this bullshit apocalypse, right? And the IFAR… Yeah, I don't think it's been to their advantage at all.

Also, like, come the feck on. When you really think about it, the info the System gives us… isn't it kind of familiar? Boil it all down and what we have are chats and forums and wikis at our fingertips! What kind of invading force gives the people they're invading a communication tool like this? Like, sure, it took a while to get here and it takes effort to use it, it has a cost - but so did the internet.

This is nothing new to us, human peoples of the Earth. Such as it is, right now… invaded and transformed and on the brink of being conquered by damn fantasy Elves… 

So, that's my pitch. The System is the sentiment and magical new form of the World Wide Web, with an online RPG twist.

What have you been doing with it?

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Tadaah, the thing. Relating vaguely to this Isekai based DND campaign idea I had, which was originally an original story which I wanted to write, which I think is this?

Also IFAR is short for "Invaders from another reality", lol.

Anyway. The thought won't leave me alone but I have no idea what to do with this. Maybe I could do prompts based on this? Idk. Some sort of RP thing??

[velnna]

The more I learn about your comic... The more I fall in love with it. Especially your bugs! Like can you explain more about them? I'm really curious about them (from the full bugs to the hybrids and anything else that comes to mind).

Anyway your art is wonderful and I adore seeing it on my dash. And you can info-dump too. If you want ofc.

Thank you!

The worldbuilding is a work in progress (as it always is, but the first chunk of the comic itself is pretty self-contained so we've been slowly tinkering at the rest of the world and creatures as we go without affecting it much), so we mostly have loose rules and ideas for the bugs as a species. Or anything in between for that matter.

For all intended purposes, bug people are all the same species and can usually cross-breed within mechanical constraints, as well as mix with the elves we threw into the mix. Genetics? Don't know her. We operate on Sims logic here.

A full bug has roughly a human lifespan, with some variation depending on the type of bug it's closer to and some type-specific quirks. The one we've explorer the most, as it pertains to Ashton and the latest batch out of the oven, is the ability that some types might have to undergo metamorphosis, usually at the expense of lifespan. This is Ashton btw

And this is Ashton pre-metamorphosis:

Something like this isn't super common tho! So despite me drawing a bunch of butterfly or moth people they generally don't get to that point and stay looking more like funky lizards with many arms

Bugs can have many arms or legs or eyes, funky colours, exoskeletal bits, antennae, or look pretty close to your average human/elf with hidden bug features. Dahlia for instance is a vaguely spidery bug but can easily hide a bunch of her eyes and secretes venom thru hidden glandes so you could mistake her for an elf

Meanwhile it'd be very hard to mistake someone like this guy for anything other than a horned bug

If u catch my drift.

Some bugs are small! Some are huge. Some are out there committing atrocities

Some dont look like bugs at all

They're generally not as physically strong as the average elf but more resilient in a cockroach kinda way. They can have a chaotic range of circulatory systems and internal organs that sometimes just make them really hard to kill and its also pretty hard to keep track of every variation of the species and their quirks.

That being said in a lot of places they're super common and coexist with elves just fine, mix up and it's also not super uncommon to have half breeds like our man Staeve (the ThUG edition). The closer you get to elf the longer you live and less "non human" traits you have. There's also a bunch of different types of regular ass elf and it all falls under the elf category unless we decide to name them something else down the line.

Then you've got a smaller category of super elves that have been isolated for so long they never blended with anything else, are more attuned to magic and in general have a sort of mythical status amongst everyone else. They also have the longest lifespan at around 250 ish years.

That's sort of the TL;DR for now! Ollie and I have started to put all the info we've got into a single repository and do want to start sharing it (probably as patreon posts for now) because comics are slow and the scope might not encompass that much of what we want to explore of this world. And the chaotic idea machine never stops

Here's a metamorphosis meme for ya

[augustvandyne]

Hey! could you please right a natasha x wife r? Idk if you remember when the avengers have to take refuge and they have to go to clints house (he's reluctant bc he has a secret family only nat knows about)? well could you write it so it's actually nats family that no one knows about? and she's super reluctant to take them there

everyone's alive and no one knew she had a family (not even clint) and the timeline is SUPER wack bc plot twist, yelenas already there. the avengers are hurt nat didn't tell them and they're kinda mad too

nats wife doesn't like having them there bc it's her home and they're putting them all in more danger then they normally are in. the kids don't like them either bc they 'take their mom away' or something like that (but the kids adooore their aunt yelena)

this is super long I'm sorry but the idea has been plaguing my head and I feel like it would be fun to read about. thank you and have a great day!

hi! yes! don’t worry about it being too long, i’ll listen to and write whatever thoughts you have.

safehouse

You and Yelena were baking a cake when pack of Avengers came piling through the front door.

You were expecting Natasha later in the week, and alone. Not with the danger that is literally standing in your doorway.

That was the best part of this place, there was no danger. Nat left work at work, and when she came home all she focused on was her family—you, Yelena, and your two lovely children.

So you were definitely surprised, and not happy, to see the other five Avengers.

You walk further into the living room, and when Nat sees you, her face is immediately apologetic.

“Babe—“

“Who are all these people?” Yelena comes and stands beside you in the living room, staring up at all the men.

“This is Steve, Clint, Tony, Thor, and Bruce. They’re my friends,” Natasha shrugs.

“Uh, no, we’re not your friends now,” Clint crosses his arms with sass.

“They’re the Avengers,” You correct your wife. “And they shouldn’t be here.”

“Listen, I wasn’t going to even bring them here, but—“

“It’s our fault, ma’am,” Steve interrupted.

“Oh, here we go,” Tony throws his hands in the air.

“What?” Steve whines.

“First the language, and now the manners. Good god,” Tony rolls his eyes.

“Okay, take it elsewhere. More preferably, back to where you came from,” You fake smile, earning a glare from Nat.

“Where are the kids?” Nat asks, and you get the feeling she needs to talk. Alone.

“Upstairs in the playroom. Yelena, why don’t you take them outside to play on the swing set?” You ask sweetly.

“Ah, gotcha,” Yelena gave a look to Natasha that said, good luck.

The kids say hello to Nat, made faces at the men still in your living room, and then squealed with joy out the door because their mama is home.

You looked away from the door and back up at the Avengers once again. Nat softly grabs you by the arm and pulls your towards the other side of the living room.

“What are they doing here, Nat?” You lean closer, your foreheads slightly touching.

“I had no other choice,” Natasha’s raspy voice makes it hard not to forgive her.

You sigh and purse your lips.

“Really,” Nat insists. “If there was any other choice, I would have made it. We just got into a little trouble, and need to camp out for a few days.”

You made a vow not to ask what trouble she was in, so you kept your mouth shut when she says this.

“Okay. But if there’s even a little bit of damage to the house, they are paying for it,” You lift your head up and walk back towards the group, Natasha following close behind.

Nat glances your way, then back at the boys, “We can stay here. But only for a few days.”

“So this is where Lady Natasha goes every time she takes off,” Thor nods.

“Yes. A home we didn’t even know about?” Bruce shakes his head.

“I can’t believe you never told me,” Clint looks genuinely hurt when Nat looks at him. “I thought we were friends.”

“Yeah, what he said,” Tony puts his hand on his chest.

You roll your eyes and head back to the kitchen before the cake burns, letting your wife deal with her friends/fellow Avengers.

You finish the frosting Yelena had started, and ice the cake once it comes out of the oven. You then start on dinner. Something easy everyone can enjoy—pasta.

Dinner goes about as well as you thought it would.

Nat and the kids catch up. She just saw them a week or so ago, so there isn’t much to catch up, but you love watching Natasha play and talk with the kids.

You try not to laugh as the kids keep making faces at the guys.

Your daughter starts to kick Tony in the shin, to which him and your daughter start having a staring contest.

“Okay, what are you guys doing?” Nat asked.

“Your tiny agent keeps kicking me,” Tony says, never taking his eyes off the smaller girl.

“Okay she’s not an agent, and it’s probably because you take her mother away every chance you get,” You sighed with frustration. “Good she’s kicking you, maybe you’ll leave then.”

“Y/n—“

“I’m sorry,” You look at your wife. “I said it was okay, even though you’re putting us it more danger. But, I will try to be civil, but only for Natasha.”

“Thank you.”

Later in the night you had assigned everyone to places in the house to spend the night.

Yelena had volunteered to spend the night with the kids, so at least two people could bunk in there, and it was fine by you because the kids adored Yelena.

So two people slept in Yelena’s room, you had one in the living room, and two in the guest room downstairs.

“They are mad at me, you know?” Nat brushed through her hair.

“They’ll get over it. It’s a safe house,” You wrap your arms around her waist from behind. “You are supposed to keep it secret.”

“I know,” Nat turns so you two are face to face. “I love you, and thank you for letting us stay here. We’ll be out of her in two days, tops.”

“Good,” You plant a kiss on the side of Natasha’s mouth.

“But I might not be back for a while,” Nat cups your cheek in her hand.

“I had a feeling,” You look down.

“I’ll just have to make it up to you.”

“How about you start now?” You lift a brow and squeal as your wife picks you up and puts you on the bed.

Danger aside, you loved having your wife back in your arms, and you were granted with just that from this crazy mission.

[big-ass-magnet]

I CANNOT BE STOPPED more Mechanicsburg/Ankh Morpork sister city shenaniganry.

Ankh Morpork has more in common with Mechanicsburg than you might think. The difference is, Ankh Morpork's masters have been gone since the days of Stoneface Vimes. (I wonder how soon after that came Mechanicsburg's Incredibly Brief Rebellion?)

I think the old Heterodynes would find the patricians confusing. You don't torture your own civilians. That's what other people are for. If you're so desperate for test subjects, just go out and get them! Assassination attempts are good exercise, they keep you on your toes! What do you mean you think your own citizens are out to get you?? They're minions, they don't do that. What are you talking about?

(The Heterodynes have a bit of a blind spot in understanding how unique their situation is. "Your people are fanatically loyal to you despite everything you are and do to them?" "What, like it's hard?" Yes. Yes it is. You have generations of selective breeding on your side, guys; not everyone has an army of super soldiers they can rely on to be 100% loyal.)

Vetinari almost certainly got the idea for the guilds from Mechanicsburg (and probably has a Monster's Guild, in this universe). He finds the Heterodynes fascinating. They're both better AND worse than the old patricians, and they have a dynasty that has worked for a thousand years. He is a scalpel watching a hammer more or less successfully perform surgery.

Vetinari and the Heterodyne Boys have a lot of respect for each other and what they're trying to do. It's the methodology they don't agree on. However, they all recognize that though their problems are very similar, their situations are not.

Bill and Barry were making Mechanicsburg not be the biggest threat to Europa. The people of Ankh Morpork are the biggest threat to the people of Ankh Morpork.

They are the masters their people were built for. He is Just Some Guy. They don't have to worry about making themselves too vital to assassinate. They can just force people to obey them.

The boys watch Vetinari's machinations with a sort of jealous longing, especially when they're in the process of civilizing Mechanicsburg. They may be Good, but they are also Heterodynes. It is not unthinkable that they are physically, nay, genetically incapable of subtlety 1. Look at him! He just sits there and raises an eyebrow and people do what he wants without realizing it. He can make people think they want to do what he wants them to do! He can make them think it was their idea.

1 Heterodyne genetics store up all the potential subtlety to bestow on the occasional individual; subterfuge is either extremely yes or extremely no.

[Bill, kicking a rock: I bet Vetinari wouldn't need an army of Jägers to get people to listen to him.]

[They'd be even more jealous of Carrot than they are of Vetinari. Carrot makes people want to do good just by standing there.]

Bill and Barry took what was wrong with Mechanicsburg and twisted it into something productive, and what couldn't be made productive, they burned out entirely. Vetinari kept what was wrong with Ankh Morpork and made it controllable and predictable.

Vetinari finds the Heterodyne boys refreshingly straightforward, but also exhaustingly heroic. Good for business, in the long run, to be sure, but their methods are rather inflexible--not to mention wasteful. Do you have any idea what he could do with an army that could survive serving as watchmen in the Shades? (Probably. If they patrolled in groups, almost certainly. And Jägers enjoy danger, don't they?) 

They have no hidden motivations, but they aren't stupid -- they know a sneaky devious plot when they see one, they'll just trample straight over it and do what they always intended to do in the first place. Do you have any idea how rare it is for him to have a conversation with a ruler who has no secret plans not because they are too stupid or incompetent to have them, but because they don't want them?

He likes Agatha more - she has that same straightforward earnestness, the same (relatively) grounded perspective, but she's more amenable. She's willing to make use of the things that aren't good. He's also aware that this makes her much, much more dangerous.

[sebbybailey]

Find You - Oneshot Bucky

Summary: You were at a random club that your friends wanted you to try out and of course, you didn't say no to them because it was your best friend's last party because she was getting married in a week. You were the only girl who was single too and that was fine for you, but your friends insisted that you find a man tonight.

Words: 3.3k

Warnings: Hard dancing, you mention that you used to be a stripper and swearing

"Girls, I'm fine being single." you shrugged.

They immediately all scoffed and rolled their eyes at you, clearly not believing you. One of the girls, Jessica, spoke up once more, hoping to change your mind. "C'mon, just for tonight. We aren't even asking you to find anyone serious, just to find someone to have some fun with."

"But I don't want to!" you protested. "I'm still dealing with that breakup with Tyler."

Jessica let out a dramatic sigh, obviously not believing you. "Oh c'mon, it's been like 4 months since that. You need to get back out there and stop moping around, especially at my bachelorette party."

"I'm not moping!" you huffed defensively. "And this just isn't the place. I don't feel like hooking up with some random stranger from a club."

"That's where you're wrong." Jessica smirked, a mischievous look appearing in her eye. She and your other friends exchanged knowing glances, a plan clearly forming in their heads. "You just haven't found the right guy yet." Jessica then glanced at a guy with a left vibranium arm. "You see that guy right there?"

Your eyes followed Jessica's gaze, finally seeing who she was gesturing to. You were a bit taken aback - the man was undeniably attractive, with a sharp jawline and intense gaze. You instantly knew what the girls were trying to do and you turned back to them, shaking your head stubbornly. "Absolutely not. I'm not going over there to hit on an Avenger I don't even know."

Jessica rolled her eyes at your resistance. "Please. Your ex was like, a total loser. I'm pretty sure he cheated on you too." Your other friends nodded in agreement, clearly siding with Jessica on the matter. "And this guy," Jessica gestured back to the dark-haired man again. "He's single, and super hot. He's a total upgrade from Tyler."

You couldn't help but feel a bit insecure as they brought up your ex. They were right - he had been a loser, and there was a good chance he had cheated on you. But that didn't mean you wanted to just hook up with some random guy. "But he's a fucking Avenger!" you said, glancing back over at the man with the metal arm again.

"Exactly, he's an Avenger. They're practically the biggest bachelor's in the world." One of your friends pointed out with a sly grin. Jessica nodded in agreement. "And besides, you've been going on about how hot Steve Rogers was for the last few years. Here's your chance to see if the hype around Barnes is true."

You bit your lip, conflicted. On one hand, you were still dealing with the pain from your previous relationship. On the other hand…you did find Bucky Barnes ridiculously attractive, and it was an open secret that he was single.

The girls could see that you were weakening, and they knew they had you right where they wanted you. They all gave you a cheeky smile, knowing they were about to push you to your limit. "Just give it a shot," Jessica encouraged, gesturing to Bucky again. "Just go talk to him for a few minutes. You don't have to do anything else."

Your heart raced as you looked over at Bucky again. He was standing at the bar, nursing a glass of what looked like whiskey. He seemed lost in thought, his gaze fixed on something across the room. You felt a mix of nerves and excitement as you began to consider the idea. "I guess it wouldn't hurt to just talk to him…" you admitted timidly.

The girls exchanged triumphant glances, clearly thrilled that their persuasion was working. "That's the spirit!" Jessica nodded, giving you an encouraging pat on the shoulder. "You've got this, girl. Just go over there and chat with him for a bit. Who knows, maybe you'll hit it off and find out if he's as much of a hottie in person as he is in the tabloids."

You took a deep breath, trying to steady your nerves. "Okay, okay. I can do this. I can just go over there and talk to him. It doesn't have to lead to anything more." With a final nod from the girls, you turned and began to make your way over to Bucky's spot at the bar.

As you approached him, you couldn't help but notice that he was even more attractive up close. He was casually dressed, a dark t-shirt clinging to his muscular physique. He had a rugged and dangerous aura about him, and you felt yourself getting a bit flustered already.

Bucky glanced up from his drink as you approached, his intense gaze meeting your own. You felt a shiver run down your spine as his eyes raked over you, taking in your appearance. "Great, another fan girl." he sounded annoyed.

You felt your heart clench at his icy reaction. Ouch, that stung. "Wow, you're rude." you replied, trying to mask the hurt in your voice. "But no, I'm not like some obsessive fan girl. I'm just here with some friends."

Bucky raised an eyebrow skeptically, still regarding you with a cool gaze. "Sure, and you just happen to be randomly approaching me?" he grunted. "No offense sweetheart, but I've met plenty of fans and I know a star-struck look when I see one."

You scoffed, folding your arms over your chest in annoyance. "Look, I'm not some star-struck fan girl and I didn't come over here just to gush over you." you retorted, trying to maintain your composure. "I swear, my friends just dared me to come over and talk to you because they think I need to get back out there."

Bucky's expression shifted from skeptical to somewhat incredulous. He studied you more closely, taking in the defiant look on your face. "Your friends dared you to approach an Avenger?" he asked, a hint of amusement in his voice. "Interesting group you got there."

You bristled at his sarcastic tone, feeling the irritation rise within you. "Hey, they're just being supportive friends," you retorted, a note of defensiveness in your voice. "They think I need to start dating again because I've been moping around after a break up, but I'm handling it just fine on my own, thank you very much."

Bucky leaned against the bar, his gaze still fixed on you. "So they think you need to find some random guy to hook up with to get over your ex?" he asked, a hint of mocking in his tone. "I'm sorry, but I don't hook up with girls for one night. Not anymore." he went to leave.

You panicked, not wanting to end the conversation there. "Wait, no, that's not what I'm looking for either." you quickly blurted out, reaching out to touch his arm to stop him from leaving. The unexpected touch made him pause, his gaze shifting back to you. "I don't want a hook up either." you continued, your voice softer now. "I just…I'm tired of being alone, you know?"

Bucky's expression softened slightly at your admission, his gaze lingering on where your hand was still resting on his arm. He seemed to consider you for a moment, his intense eyes searching your face. "You're tired of feeling alone, huh?" he asked, his voice gentler now. "Prove it to me."

You felt a flicker of surprise at his sudden demand. "Prove it to you?" you repeated, a little taken aback. "How the fuck am I supposed to do that?"

Bucky's gaze grew more intense. "Show me that you're not just another fangirl who wants a quick fling with me because I'm the famous Bucky Barnes." he replied, a hint of challenge in his voice. He looked down and sighed. "I never ask a girl to do this when I meet them…" he muttered. "Hard dance with me on the dance floor to a song of your choosing. I'll tell the DJ to play it."

You felt a mixture of surprise and intrigue at his unexpected request. "You want me to dance with you to prove that I'm not a fangirl?" You repeated, just to make sure you were hearing him correctly. "And I get to pick the song?"

Bucky nodded. "Yeah, pick any song you want. But if I don't think you mean what you say, I'm walking away." he replied firmly. "And it has to be a full song. I want to see if you can handle it with me."

You couldn't believe you were agreeing to this. But despite your better judgement, you were too intrigued to say no. "Alright," you said, trying to sound more confident than you felt. "I'll dance with you to the song I choose, and you'll see that I'm not just a star-struck fan girl."

Bucky's gaze darkened at your acceptance. "Good," he said gruffly, gesturing for you to follow him towards the dance floor. "Let's see if you can keep up. Pick the song."

You followed him towards the dance floor, feeling butterflies in your stomach. You scanned the crowd and quickly spotted Jessica, who was watching you intently. You made eye contact with her and she gave you an encouraging nod, clearly excited about your bold move.

Looking back at Bucky, you gave a confident nod. "Alright, I have the perfect song in mind. Find You by Zedd feat Matthew Koma and Miriam Bryant."

Bucky relayed your song choice to the DJ, who nodded and began preparing the track. As the opening notes of the song filled the room, Bucky gestured for you to step into his space. He wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him, while his metal arm came to rest on your lower back.

"Now let's see if you can really dance." he said with a hint of a smirk.

You took a deep breath, trying to steady your nerves as Bucky pulled you close. You could feel the heat radiating off his muscularbody and the firm pressure of his arm around your waist. You placed your trembling hands on his broad chest, feeling the steady thump of his heart beneath your palms.

You looked up at him, meeting his intense gaze. "Don't underestimate me," you retorted, trying to project confidence. "I know how to dance. I used to be a stripper."

Bucky's eyebrows rose slightly at your admission. He stared down at you, a hint of surprise in his eyes. "A stripper, huh?" he asked, one corner of his mouth tilting upwards into a smirk. "Interesting." He pulled you even closer, his hand on your lower back pressing you against his body. "I guess that means you can move your hips pretty well, then." he turned you around, his chest being against your back and he grabbed your hips.

Your pulse quickened at his words, and even more so as he turned you around, his chest pressing against your back and his hands grasping your hips. You could feel his breath gently brush against your ear, making you shiver.

"Yeah, I can move my hips quite well," you replied, your voice betraying a hint of huskiness. You pushed your hips back against him in time with the music, feeling his strong body against yours.

Bucky made a low sound in his throat as you pushed your hips back against him, clearly appreciating the way you moved to the music. His fingers dug slightly into your hips, holding you firmly against him. "You weren't kidding. Not bad." he murmured, his voice a deep rumble near your ear.

Both you and him would start bouncing up and down with the crowd as beat started to go faster.

You felt a mix of pride and exhilaration as Bucky's voice murmured his approval in your ear. The feel of his strong fingers gripping your hips and the hard contours of his body against yours sent a rush of heat through your body.

As the beat sped up, you let the music take over, moving more freely against him, your hips rolling and grinding in time with the rhythm. You couldn't remember the last time you had felt this alive on a dance floor, the chemistry between you and Bucky electrifying the space around you.

You both laughed when the song ended and you turned around, your arms wrapping around his neck. That's when Golden Hour by JVKE started to play.

Bucky's intense gaze met yours as the new song started playing, the softer and more romantic melody of "Golden Hour" filling the room. He slowly wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer against him.

He leaned in closer to you with his face right in front of your, his breath warm against your skin. "So, you think you've proven yourself?" he asked, his voice low and sultry.

You instinctively melted against him as he pulled you closer, your bodies fitting together seamlessly with the more intimate tempo of the song. You could feel the rapid beating of your own heart in your chest as Bucky's face hovered so close to yours.

"I hope so," you replied, your voice barely above a whisper as you met his intense gaze. "Did I pass the test, Barnes?"

Bucky's gaze lingered on your face, his eyes flickering to your lips before returning to your own. He could feel the heat radiating off your body and the soft scent of your perfume filling his senses.

"I'd say you did," he murmured, his grip on your waist tightening ever so slightly. "You've got moves, I'll give you that. And you've proven that you're not just some fangirl who wants a quick fling."

You felt a sense of relief mixed with excitement at his words, knowing that you had managed to break through his initial skepticism. As you continued to dance to the soothing rhythm of the song, your body felt like it was on fire. Every press and rub against him felt electric, the connection between you growing stronger with each beat.

"Well, I guess I managed to impress an Avenger," you joked lightly, trying to downplay the mounting tension between you two. "You made this night the best night of my life."

Bucky chuckled at your joke, a small smile curving his lips. He could feel the heat and tension between you two as you continued to dance, the slow, intimate movements of the song making the moment feel even more intense.

"You're definitely not like any other girl I've met," he murmured, his eyes roaming over your face. "You're bold, you've got fire in you, and you know how to dance." He shifted a bit, pulling you even closer until your bodies were molded together, your face only inches apart.

Bucky noticed the look you gave over your shoulder and followed your gaze, spotting Jessica giving you a thumbs up from across the room. He let out a low chuckle, a ghost of a smirk on his lips.

He shifted his attention back to you, his hands on your hips firm and possessive. "Looks like your girl's giving us her stamp of approval," he said, a hint of amusement in his voice.

You laughed, your breath catching as Bucky's hands gripped tighter on your hips. "Yeah, she's rooting for me," you replied, a small smile on your lips.

You realized that you were completely flush against him. The heat from his body and his intense gaze was making it hard to focus on anything but him. "I wanna get to know you after this."

Bucky's gaze darkened as you spoke, the hint of a growl in his voice. "I'd like to get to know you too. Even your stripper name." he chuckled.

You felt a blush wash over your cheeks at his words, the heat of his body against yours and the huskiness in his voice sending a shiver down your spine. "Who said that was my stripper name?" you retorted, a hint of sass in your tone.

Time Jump (6 years later)

You were sitting on the couch with your 4-year-old daughter in your lap and your 3-year-old daughter on Bucky's lap. "That's how me and your father met," you said to your two girls.

"Wait wait, there's more to this story," Bucky interjected, a playful grin on his face. "We're getting to the best part. Your mother's stripper name."

Your face flushed at his words, knowing full well where this was going. "Bucky, you really don't have to-" you protested, but he cut you off.

"Yeah, yeah, I do have to," he said, mischief in his eyes. "Because if they're old enough to ask how we met, they're old enough to know your stripper name."

Your daughters looked between the two of you, their expressions a mix of confused curiosity. "What's your stripper name, Mommy?" your four-year-old asked, her innocent gaze wide.

You let out a sigh of resignation, knowing there was no way to avoid this conversation anymore. You glance at Bucky, who was trying to suppress a smirk, clearly enjoying this moment.

"Alright, fine," you relented, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and resignation. "My stripper name was your name Becca... well your full name, but that's not what me and your Dad named you after. You already know who you're named after, anyways."

Your daughters eyes widened at the revelation, their little minds trying to wrap around the concept of their mom being a stripper. "You were a stripper, Mommy?" your three-year-old asked, her voice filled with awe.

You let out a small laugh, feeling a mixture of amusement and slight embarrassment. "Well, yeah, I used to be," you replied, trying to downplay it a bit for your young children. "But that was a long, long time ago. Before I met your dad."

Bucky chuckled, his hand rubbing your back in a comforting gesture. "And your mom was quite a sight as a stripper," he added, shooting you a playful wink. "She performed for me on our one year anniversary of dating and that was the night we conceived you, Becca."

You punched Bucky's shoulder. "Bucky, she's only four years old!"

Bucky winced at your punch, but he continued to laugh, unphased. "Just getting all the facts out there, sweetheart," he teased, his hand still rubbing your back.

"Momma, who am I named after?" your youngest asked.

You smiled at your youngest, running a hand through her hair. "You are named after your dad's best friend," you explained. "But we couldn't name you Steve since that was a male name so we chose Stevie. Your sister however was named after your father's sister, Rebecca."

Both of your daughters seemed satisfied with your explanation, their little minds processing the information. After a moment, your eldest daughter spoke up, a sparkle in her eye.

"Can you teach me how to dance like you, Mommy?" she asked, a pleading look on her face.

You let out a laugh, surprised by your daughter's request. "Sweetheart, you're a little young for that," you replied, feeling a mixture of amusement and trepidation.

Bucky, meanwhile, looked like he was trying hard to suppress a smirk. He glanced at you, a glint of humor in his eyes. "We really made a family, huh?"

You looked at Bucky, feeling a wave of affection and contentment wash over you. He was right. You had come a long way since the night you met. You had gotten past his initial skepticism and made him fall in love with you, despite your different beginnings.

You reached out a hand, lacing your fingers with his. "Yeah," you said softly. "We really did."